1 Following the Science What's been seen can't be unseen what was suffered can't be unsuffered: a supremely diabolical blitz of sadistic bio-fascistic impositions under cover of “following the science” an exercise in probing the limits of unwitting suicidal compliance a propagandemic of epic proportions propelled by the incessant application of horrifically ubiquitous misinformation of the sort that's cordoned off round the clock from the truth by censorship's ever-vigilant troops a galactic gaslighting act a deluge of unrestrained sustained manipulation engineered fear and coercion a tour de force of the darkest sort of psychoillogical immersion the ravages of menticidal onslaughts of a globe-spanning lockstepping psy-op cheered on with ominous obedience by hordes of obscenely obsequious uniformly gormless humanoid bots embracing laughably fatuous rituals like the banging of pans and pots in support of “front line heroes” that weren't quite the white knights the pan whackers thought; rituals like the still more derisible pernicious and sinister hyper-divisive face-diaper hoodoo and the twisted six-feet-between-us juju that lay at the brutal ludicrous heart of “social distancing” voodoo. What better way to get folks infected with captured-health-directives directed medical-cartel-rewarding paranoia than to have them injected with the latest patented strain of universally prescribed bio-pharma-syndicate-gamed state-sponsored hypochondria? What better way to get them infected — with methodical Pavlovian precision — than to have them subjected to a plandemic of relentless abuse in the insidious use of behavioural science than by triggering a withering plague of exquisitely mindless compliance?
Oh thank you Red Pill Poet for penning that language bending Narrative piercing piece! You have succeeded in gathering together the fragments and focusing in on the wrongs that have been been done to us all. I appreciate how you are unconstrained by the lack of an established word, when you needed you just invented what was required. In a time when censorship and newspeak are gutting our ability to communicate important ideas I love love love the freedom you claim to expand the language!
I was stopped in my reading and had to re-read and sit with this section:
unless we ceded all hope of being treated
with even a shred of respect
or droplet of honesty
Being an ER nurse throughout the whole diabolic charade the focus on droplets has been a strangling daily problem. Your use of droplet of Honesty feels redeeming. Again, Thank You.
As if the in silico created sars coV2 could be spread by droplets spewed from a cough yet none ever found in any fluid (called isolate while no genome is actually isolated and purified) taken from a sick human or animal hypothesized to have the dreaded virion within that soup. It should be apparent by now that no new pathogen was spreading in 2020, unless we count the deadly media disease that attacked us online and on TV 24/7. Event 201 was the exercise to lay out the playbook and the exercise went live a few months later as news stories dribbled in, such as the cruise ship of elderly vacationers that was quarantined offshore in late 2019...We are seeing this again with the stories of bird flu (while killing so-called infected cattle and even backyard chickens after one or two test positive via a bogus PCR test that can never diagnose an infection, even as the WEF pushes "eat zee bugs." Unless more people wakeup and see the fraud, the playbook will be used over and over again
I appreciate your response. Actually I was able to stand my ground and retain my bodily sovereignty. I have had none of the poison. In September of 2022 I thought I may have to leave my career and lose my ability to provide for my family, but my faith pulled me through and right on the deadline of being terminated or having my Religious exemption accommodated, the hospital did accept my request and I not only kept my job, but within a few weeks I was promoted and am now a charge nurse. That little bit felt like vindication and acknowledgement that I had acted rightly.
That is absolutely fantastic. It’s a wonderful hospital you work for -- most of them mandated the poison. Now they’re all screaming that they have no staff! I wonder why! Nobody who was sacked will go back!
Luckily, I was already an Aged Pensioner, and hubby was still on Worker’s Comp; but I was very concerned that it would be denied me by Centrelink, so I have a Statement in my handbag as to my religious objection/exemption, and demanding my bodily autonomy. I have never had to use it, though hubby and I were ostracised from our volunteer work for the Council, and banned from many stores.
Naturally, we now won’t support them with our custom. One restaurant, however, didn’t discriminate, and he supported our “Stand In The Park” group every week! He suffered dreadfully during the lockdown but we supported him whenever we could, if only for a coffee. We still go there.
Congratulations for standing your ground -- thankfully God was talking to those who could have thrown your life into chaos.
Thank you for that wonderfully accurate chronology (is that a word I just made up?) ... of the events of the past four years.
I had no idea that my five years dealing with the irrational behaviours of my poor dear demented 😢 mother would see me well trained to deal with the “psychoillogical” mentality of those controlling tyrants who were parroting the ‘safe and effective’ and ‘do it for granny’ narrative!!
Thank God for His presence and for guiding us to Stand In The Park! We have gathered our Tribe!
This beast did not come out fully formed; far from it. Not that they ever do, but this one was especially slow to gestate.
I suppose I instinctively left this one on the back burner, knowing that to do the epic criminality at the heart of the topic justice, an epic poem would be required.
From a mere 15 to 20 lines I had written in '20 and '21, emerged some 200 lines from late August to mid October of '23, when I finally decided to write this poem. That's three and a half years of observing followed by 6 to 7 weeks of writing and re-writing.
This poem was revised on NOV 4, 2024.
Bravo! Delighted to welcome a fellow fire-breathing poet and word-coiner. I'm adding "psychoillogical" to my Glossary.
Much appreciated!
Like "philanthropath" certain words seem to invent themselves out of neccessity, in the moment.
Oh thank you Red Pill Poet for penning that language bending Narrative piercing piece! You have succeeded in gathering together the fragments and focusing in on the wrongs that have been been done to us all. I appreciate how you are unconstrained by the lack of an established word, when you needed you just invented what was required. In a time when censorship and newspeak are gutting our ability to communicate important ideas I love love love the freedom you claim to expand the language!
I was stopped in my reading and had to re-read and sit with this section:
unless we ceded all hope of being treated
with even a shred of respect
or droplet of honesty
Being an ER nurse throughout the whole diabolic charade the focus on droplets has been a strangling daily problem. Your use of droplet of Honesty feels redeeming. Again, Thank You.
As if the in silico created sars coV2 could be spread by droplets spewed from a cough yet none ever found in any fluid (called isolate while no genome is actually isolated and purified) taken from a sick human or animal hypothesized to have the dreaded virion within that soup. It should be apparent by now that no new pathogen was spreading in 2020, unless we count the deadly media disease that attacked us online and on TV 24/7. Event 201 was the exercise to lay out the playbook and the exercise went live a few months later as news stories dribbled in, such as the cruise ship of elderly vacationers that was quarantined offshore in late 2019...We are seeing this again with the stories of bird flu (while killing so-called infected cattle and even backyard chickens after one or two test positive via a bogus PCR test that can never diagnose an infection, even as the WEF pushes "eat zee bugs." Unless more people wakeup and see the fraud, the playbook will be used over and over again
Thanks! Your comment is greatly appreciated.
My heart goes out to you. 💞
I gather you took two to be able to keep your very valuable job.
Thank you.
Hi Lyn,
I appreciate your response. Actually I was able to stand my ground and retain my bodily sovereignty. I have had none of the poison. In September of 2022 I thought I may have to leave my career and lose my ability to provide for my family, but my faith pulled me through and right on the deadline of being terminated or having my Religious exemption accommodated, the hospital did accept my request and I not only kept my job, but within a few weeks I was promoted and am now a charge nurse. That little bit felt like vindication and acknowledgement that I had acted rightly.
Good on ya!!
If billions took the jab, as our better-thans suggest, it's something that billions
(denial notwithstanding) may come to regret.
That is absolutely fantastic. It’s a wonderful hospital you work for -- most of them mandated the poison. Now they’re all screaming that they have no staff! I wonder why! Nobody who was sacked will go back!
Luckily, I was already an Aged Pensioner, and hubby was still on Worker’s Comp; but I was very concerned that it would be denied me by Centrelink, so I have a Statement in my handbag as to my religious objection/exemption, and demanding my bodily autonomy. I have never had to use it, though hubby and I were ostracised from our volunteer work for the Council, and banned from many stores.
Naturally, we now won’t support them with our custom. One restaurant, however, didn’t discriminate, and he supported our “Stand In The Park” group every week! He suffered dreadfully during the lockdown but we supported him whenever we could, if only for a coffee. We still go there.
Congratulations for standing your ground -- thankfully God was talking to those who could have thrown your life into chaos.
Well done, all. 💞
Glad you were able to keep your job after standing against the tyranny.
What a brilliant wordsmith you are!!
Thank you for that wonderfully accurate chronology (is that a word I just made up?) ... of the events of the past four years.
I had no idea that my five years dealing with the irrational behaviours of my poor dear demented 😢 mother would see me well trained to deal with the “psychoillogical” mentality of those controlling tyrants who were parroting the ‘safe and effective’ and ‘do it for granny’ narrative!!
Thank God for His presence and for guiding us to Stand In The Park! We have gathered our Tribe!
Thanks Lyn!
Sorry to hear about your mother....reminds me of some lines from one of my poems:
"unlike the obliviously blank
lamentably mentally-emptied
who prove in their dementia-crossed
remembrance-erased state
that absent memory
all sense of self is lost
along with sense of time and place"
Oh so perfectly said. Where can I read the rest of the poem? 😢
Nowhere but here. Call it a substack exclusive.
I'll post it here in a few days....just for you....and me and Bobby McGee.
LOVE that song!!♥️
I would love to hear you perform this slam style. It's perfect
I don't know about perfect, but it's the best I could do, and it ain't half bad ... thanks!
one word
WOW
I trust that's a good WOW, not a bad WOW...
Great word work.
I am in awe at how you have looked at and described the octopus from all angles, in marvelously apt turns of phrase. Badge of honor.
Thanks Alison!
This beast did not come out fully formed; far from it. Not that they ever do, but this one was especially slow to gestate.
I suppose I instinctively left this one on the back burner, knowing that to do the epic criminality at the heart of the topic justice, an epic poem would be required.
From a mere 15 to 20 lines I had written in '20 and '21, emerged some 200 lines from late August to mid October of '23, when I finally decided to write this poem. That's three and a half years of observing followed by 6 to 7 weeks of writing and re-writing.