I don’t think I would find much opposition if I stated that 2020 has been a strange year. Maybe strange isn’t the right word for it. For a lot of people perhaps this is the year they finally woke up to understand that things are not what they seem. But for others it has seemingly hardened them in their view that the Powers are here for our general well being and benefit. There doesn’t seem to be much middle ground, if there ever truly was.
When it comes to the plandemic though, I’ve been noticing a disturbing trend as the quarantine-for-two-weeks-wear-your-mask-do-what-you’re-told campaign nears the end of its sixth month. Some, if not many, who were firmly in the camp of “this whole thing is a joke” have either become fence riders or now actually believe that there is a not-so-killer virus on the loose with a less than 1% mortality rate.
So we should take precaution.
All I have to say is: The programming is working. Cognitive dissonance is winning the day.
2020 may be a strange year, but it isn’t the only strange year. Nor is the dreaded coof the only perplexing social disease to come upon a population. The reach seems to be farther and faster than before but we have all of our new technologies and media platforms to thank for that.
Recorded as early as the 7th century, but highly prevalent in Europe between the 14th and 17th, a condition known as dancing mania was quite common. This condition, affecting all age groups and both sexes, involved people breaking out into spontaneous and erratic dancing that would last for hours, days, perhaps longer. People would dance until they collapsed of exhaustion. Some literally danced until they died. Behaviors could include stripping nude, howling, making obscene or rude gestures. Reports from the time suggested that some people died laughing or crying hysterically.
If only we had a dancing epidemic here and now. We seem to have contracted a rioting protesting mania instead. But that’s probably best left for another paper perhaps.
Curiously, the mania was sometimes referred to as St. John’s dance as some believed it was a curse sent by John the Baptist. Some attributed it to a legendary saint by the name of Vitus as well. Apparently dancing processions of hundreds or thousands of people would sometimes end up at a site dedicated to either of the holy men throughout Europe.
Although the choreomania was well documented, the cause was never discovered. Cue the speculations! Some believed it was tied to religious cultic activity, which would explain the ties to the saints, but others attributed it to people essentially wanting to blow off steam or take a break from the monotony of life in the Holy Roman Empire. Now that I think about it, maybe this does happen today. I think we just call it Tik Tok. Maybe I’m wrong about that one. I do seem to recall seeing a bunch of dancing nurses and doctors a few months back, seemed to spread like the dickens. I think they even used the word “viral”. But what do I know?
Current scientific thought suggests the dancing-til-you-die was a mass psychogenic illness. MPI is defined as, “the rapid spread of illness signs and symptoms affecting members of a cohesive group, originating from a nervous system disturbance involving excitation, loss, or alteration of function, whereby physical complaints that are exhibited unconsciously have no corresponding organic origin.”
Am I going where you think I’m going? You betcha. But dancing isn’t the only thing that seems to massively grip entire swaths of people from time to time.
Overlapping somewhat with dancing manias were also many documented cases of convents being a hotbed for spontaneous outbreaks of mass psychogenic illnesses. Like the aforementioned, often one nun would start exhibiting some erratic behavior, such as meowing like a cat or lifting her skirts over her head to expose her nether regions. But seemingly overnight the behavior and symptoms would spread to infect the whole nunnery. Often these cases were overlooked as simple cases of demon possession. Demon possession. Hmm. A bunch of women locked up in a joint, often kicked out of the family and forced to take vows of chastity and poverty. No devil’s playground there, no sir.
Interestingly, factories have also been sites ripe for MPI outbreaks. Europe, Asia and the US all have documented instances of strange outbreaks. For five years during the 1970s Singapore had six documented cases. Factory workers would one by one start exhibiting violent outbursts, seizures, or going into trance states. Some workers described seeing spirits. Others became extremely frightened and could not be consoled. They complained of being cold, numb and/or dizzy. Oftentimes the outbreak would last for a week or more.
Here in the good ol’ U.S. of A in 1962, the “June Bug” outbreak hit a Montana Mills dress making factory. In the month of June 62 workers complained of severe nausea and of a rash or bumps breaking out on the skin. The workers believed that they were being bitten by some type of insect that was in the fabric shipments. Upon inspection by officials and scientists, no biting insect or known pathogen was found.
In 1974, at a data center in the mid-west, workers started to report that they smelled some sort of gas. Immediately people started getting dizzy and had trouble breathing. Some fainted or got nausea and vomited. Several tests were conducted at the site and no trace of any kind of gas was ever found.
In all of the cases above, the vast majority of people exhibiting symptoms were women.
Children in schools also seem highly prone to MPI activity. Myriads of cases have been reported across all continents throughout the last several decades. Consider the laughing outbreaks in Tanzania in 1962. Hmm. 1962 again. Probably nothing to see there. Over a thousand students in fourteen different schools reportedly began to laugh uncontrollably and for no apparent reason.
1965 Blackburn, England. An all girls’ school had an epidemic of dizziness and fainting. Within two hours 85 girls would be rushed to the hospital. Investigations into the incident could find no evidence of any air or food-borne pathogens.
I would be remiss if I failed to mention the semi-famous “Oujia Riot” that occurred at Miami Aerospace Academy just prior to Halloween in 1979. This is the same Miami that, as it was reported in 1974, was treating 700 people a month for demonic possessions. I’ll just leave that there for you to ruminate on.
The story goes that the school, run by a Cuban immigrant who was a rival to Fidel Castro back in the day, was very strict. We’re talking take the boys out to the woodshed in back type discipline. There were rumored to be microphones installed in the bathrooms used for eavesdropping on student conversations and content. The good ol’ days!
By October of ’79 many of the students had fallen into occult preoccupations. There were instances of girls chanting “Bloody Mary” in darkened bathrooms and Ouija board séances happening all over campus. Teachers and students alike were into Tarot card readings and due to the local population there were a lot of Santeros, or practitioners of Santería. Think voodoo mixed with Catholicism and you’re on the right track.
At just after noon the Thursday before Halloween, a commotion started in the girls’ bathroom. When a teacher investigated she found a 13-year-old crying. From there she heard sounds of other girls crying and what sounded like boys fighting. Students started to sob uncontrollably and screams started to ring out. As a group of students were walking across the front yard of the academy, they saw a teenage boy crash out of a second floor window and land on a school bus roof. To the astonishment of all, rather than moan in agony and injury, he simply got up and appeared to be perfectly ok. Allegedly his head turned in odd and contorted ways that defied human anatomy. A teacher, who recognized the student, ran up to assist the boy. He attested that the boy’s eyes had no pupils and were completely red. He growled at the teacher and shouted, “Leave me alone!” When the boy grabbed the teacher he said it felt like someone “with the strength of ten men” held him fast.
Windows were smashed and essentially the entire school went berserk. Teachers and students alike were running around, smashing things and acting like lunatics when police and fire departments arrived. After the events, accusations ran amok. Some said that one of the teachers was performing a hypnosis demonstration, others said that it started when a spirit from within the Ouija board contacted the kids doing a séance at the time.
MPI or a scene from Ghostbusters? You tell me.
Incidents like these are actually fairly common if one cares to look. And they aren’t relegated to bygone decades either. In 2009 there were many girls’ schools in Afghanistan who reported symptoms of vomiting, fainting and dizziness. Poison was suspected as the culprit so the WHO and the UN were called in to investigate. None of their tests on hundreds of samples of blood, urine or water ever turned up any harmful substance.
Who remembers the Anthrax attacks that were carried out shortly after the September 11th incident in 2001? Over 2300 claims of anthrax poisonings were reported in the following days. They were all false. 2001 also saw the case of a man who was sprayed with a substance in a Maryland subway station. Immediately 35 other people claimed to be suffering from sore throats, nausea and headaches. The substance was later found to be benign window cleaner.
A school in Nepal seems to have a recurring MPI episode every year since 2016. Students will suddenly begin to cry and/or shout uncontrollably. The events can get so bad that it causes closure of the school for a period of time.
I submit that Covid-19 is a mass psychogenic illness on a worldwide scale. From the moment that the mysterious “virus” was announced to be running amok in Wuhan and reports of people dropping dead in the streets surfaced, the world not only began to panic but more importantly, believe that all these things were true.
We’re now to the point where we are in a kind of “six degrees of Kevin Bacon” scenario wherein it doesn’t take too many friends, family or acquaintances to find someone who has contracted the dreaded coof.
At this point you’ll stammer and protest, “But Justin – people are dying!”
Yes, people are dying, and sadly, people die in large numbers every year. If anyone has even remotely turned away from the 24/7 séance that is mainstream news, then you’ll have undoubtedly seen all of the evidence of how “Covid-19” is being put on the death certificate of nearly any death these days. Car accidents, old age, a fall from a ladder. Doesn’t matter, it’s apparently all the work of the ninja virus. Nevermind the monetary considerations at play for Covid deaths. That’s definitely none of our business it seems.
And really, the whole thing is genius when you think about it. Just look at these charts from Medicinenet.com. I’m told by mask walkers that this site is considered above board propaganda information suitable for consumption. The supposed symptoms of the disease are the basic, most common that befall human beings. Is it a cold? Is it the flu? Is it Covid? Seemingly, it can be whatever we want it to be in our minds.
Many of the symptoms also line up with seasonal allergies. It’s almost uncanny. It’s a good thing pneumonia has decided to take a back seat during this Covid outbreak. We might be in real trouble if it didn’t.
I’m regaled with stories of “perfectly healthy adults” who are stricken with the coof and have the worst sickness they’ve ever had. I’ve heard tales of 30 days plus with a fever of 101 Fahrenheit. That’s considered a low-grade persistent fever for the record. A month may be uncommon to have a temp that high, but two weeks certainly isn’t.
Interestingly, let’s see if any other signs of MPIs are things we’ve experienced during the last six months or so.
- Symptoms that are transient and benign
- Symptoms with rapid onset and recovery
- Occurrence in a segregated group
- The presence of extreme anxiety
- Symptoms that are spread via sight, sound or oral communication
- A spread that moves down the age scale, beginning with older or higher-status people
Hmm. Do you see what I see?
Some people say that they feel like they’ve gotten the flu for a few days and then it’s done. Others claim being on the verge of death for many days. If you don’t think people are in states of extreme panic or anxiety, then I guess you’re a smart person who has been quietly living the life of a Luddite far away from our infected technologies and media sources.
And it’s not like we have the aforementioned media sources assailing us with infection rates, death tolls and the proper social distancing or mask mandates every minute of every day to check off the sight, sound or oral communication box. Was it me or did it seem like once Tom Hanks and a few other high-profile celebs took on the coof that the virus started to spread much more rapidly? Maybe I’m imagining that. I’m sure the Corona typewriters they’re all carrying around are just coincidences too. Mm hm.
Next you’ll scream, “But the tests! The tests!” The more people who get tested the more infections we have. See, it’s all legit! Well, what exactly do the tests do or what are they?
Upon inspection I see that there are two main types of tests, one for genomic detection and one for immunoglobulin detection.
The shove-the-cotton-swab-into-your-brain test is of the genomic variety. It supposedly will test for genetic material that is specific to the SARS-CoV-2 viruses (emphasis mine) in your boogers. Sorry – nasopharyngeal secretions. The series of events goes something like this:
A snotty swab is loaded into a standard reaction vial. From there reagents, which we’re told are chemicals needed to conduct such tests, supposedly break open various viruses that are present and expose their genomic material to other reagents. Over the course of minutes to hours the virus genome and the reagents are replicated millions or billions of times. Then we’re told that at the same time (!) another reagent that specifically binds to each replicated genomic material will glow or in some other fashion create a “marker” that machines will pick up on a sensor. If many viruses are present then a positive result will occur. This is what we’re told—if viruses are present then that equals positive. But if no viral genetic material is detected at all over a fixed period of time then a negative result is given. It doesn’t say if even the marker for supposed SARS-CoV-2 is needed, just any viral material detected.
Furthermore, and this is a quote, “This test cannot tell whether a person is immune from past infection or has yet to be exposed or is still in danger, however.” (Emphasis mine)
Huh? What? You get your brain poked and get quarantined for that? Seems…useless to me. Well, what about the immunoglobulin test? Let’s look at that one.
This test is supposed to test for a couple of different kinds of antibodies found in the blood. The IgM and IgG antibodies that are generated, we’re told, by the body in response to a SARS-CoV-2 infection.
Two or three drops of blood are placed in a sample container along with two or three drops of a provided buffer. This container is called a cassette. The cassette allows the diluted sample to flow through it and it has a labeled SAR-CoV-2 antigen that may chemically bind with the IgM or igG antibodies present in the blood, thus forming an antigen/antibody complex. After a reaction occurs, the complexes move over anti-IgM and IgG antibodies that are present down the line in the cassette. If a specific complex is captured for either antibody types then a line will glow red. The results have to be read within ten to fifteen minutes to be accurate. I should mention that there’s a third control line in the cassette to indicate that the test is working properly and not contaminated or otherwise malfunctioning.
A negative result ensues if only the control line appears and either the G or M lines are not glowing. This means that supposedly no coronavirus antibodies have been detected in the blood. Ok, simple enough.
Positive results can come in three different varieties. IgM only, IgG only or both. In a straightforward fashion, if either one or the other antibodies are detected then that type was detected in the blood. Or if both, then both.
And now I’ll quote directly. Again. “Immunoglobulin test for Covid-19 cannot confirm the presence of the virus in your system. It can only tell whether you have been exposed in the past or if you have never been exposed to SARS-CoV-2. Consequently it should not be used alone as a screening test and should be used in tandem with a genetic-based test to determine a complete status. Genetic testing is the gold standard for Covid-19 diagnosis.” (Again, my emphasis)
Gold standard. The same test that cannot tell you whether you’re immune from a past infection or have yet to be exposed.
The tests, whether in tandem or alone seem altogether worthless to me by their own admission. So do you have a seasonal allergy? Pneumonia? The flu? Or one of the many supposed corona virus strains running around in your body? I dunno. And I don’t think they do either. I think a toddler with a Lite Brite could devise a more accurate test. And while we’re at it I think it could just as easily be a Ouija board experiment gone wrong as much as it might be some dreaded viral agent that was released or allowed to escape from a lab in China.
Is it a further psyop that all of the seeming cures or treatments for the malady seem to be concoctions that are used to treat parasitic infections like Malaria drugs? This will be highly unpopular to say, but could it be that even “perfectly healthy adults” who partake in a typical Western lifestyle and diet might not be so healthy even if they look the part?
What do years and years of pork and shellfish consumption do to a person’s body? These are favorites of cultures all across the world and yet the Most High has warned us they are unclean. And that’s not to mention the reptiles, rodents, fowl and livestock that are considered staples in other cultures that are also unclean according to Torah.
What about the metric tons of chemicals that we ingest along with our processed and “fast” foods? How much formaldehyde and other poisons are we consuming year after year after year? And if we consider all of the rounds of vaccinations we’ve routinely been given along with the aluminum, barium and strontium mist that routinely criss-crosses the skies and it’s a wonder we aren’t all contracting the coof and dying.
Hardly anyone is healthy, regardless of what your MD says. You know, those same MDs who had preferred brands of cigarettes a few short decades ago.
For some reason as I write this, the chorus to this song “Breathe” by the techno band The Prodigy keeps playing in my mind:
Breathe the pressure
Come play my game I’ll test ya.
Psychosomatic addict insane.
Yeah. The 90s. I remember having to look up the definition of “psychosomatic” back then. I think it’s pretty apropos to what I’m seeing out on the landscape.
I’m also reminded, more importantly, of the extra-biblical account relayed in the Book of Jubilees as it relates to illnesses and medicines.
“And one of us He commanded that we should teach Noah all their medicines; for He knew that they would not walk in uprightness, nor strive in righteousness. And we did according to all His words: all the malignant evil ones we bound in the place of condemnation and a tenth part of them we left that they might be subject before Satan on the earth. And we explained to Noah all the medicines of their diseases, together with their seductions, how he might heal them with herbs of the earth. And Noah wrote down all things in a book as we instructed him concerning every kind of medicine. Thus the evil spirits were precluded from (hurting) the sons of Noah.”
I sure wish I had Noah’s book right about now.