The Spike Protein and PIEZO1: Damaging the Endothelium, Inducing Fatal Arrhythmias, Demyelinating Axons and Starting Tumors

PIEXO1

Walter M Chesnut writes:

Here we have yet another example of how the Spike Protein alone can induce multiple fatal pathologies.

All it takes is one exposure to the Spike Protein. That is all that is needed to induce prolonged damage to the endothelium. I cannot stress enough that viewing COVID as “just a cold” is a grave mistake. Additionally, you have no idea how unbelievably mind-boggling it is that this viral protein has been gene therapied into billions of human beings – multiple times.

A recent preclinical study provides compelling evidence for the first time that a single exposure to the spike protein or receptor-binding domain of SARS-CoV-2 is sufficient to induce acute-to-prolonged damage to pulmonary vascular endothelium. This damage occurs through the upregulation and activation of Piezo1 and store-operated calcium channels, leading to increased intracellular calcium concentrations.

https://open.substack.com/pub/wmcresearch/p/the-spike-protein-and-piezo1-damaging

I have recently formulated two aids to people suffering from Covid caused health issues:

https://www.healthelicious.com.au/NutriBlast-Anti-Spike.html

https://www.healthelicious.com.au/NutriBlast_DNA_Heart_Mitochondria.html

Hope these help.

Spain Deploys World’s First Solar Desalination Dome That Produces Water Day and Night

Solar Powered Desalination

In a remote coastal zone near Almería, Spain has launched the first full-scale solar desalination dome — a transparent structure that distills seawater into clean drinking water 24 hours a day, using only the heat of the sun and thermal storage.
The dome, developed by the SolarDew Consortium and CSIC, uses curved glass panels that focus sunlight into a central thermal salt bath. This bath stores enough energy during the day to keep water boiling and condensing through the night. Water vapor condenses on inner dome surfaces and is collected in a perimeter trench.
Unlike membrane or reverse osmosis systems, the dome uses no pumps, no filters, and no chemicals. It requires no external grid power and produces up to 6,000 liters of water per day with zero brine discharge — only dry salt that’s collected and sold.
In drought-prone southern Europe, this innovation offers an off-grid, scalable way to deliver drinking water to rural communities and refugee zones. Several domes are already under construction along Mediterranean coastlines.
By mimicking the water cycle inside a sealed solar shell, Spain has turned the sun and sea into a water tap.

Breaking News! Just In! Spike Protein Test.

Spike Protein Antibody Test

For a long time now I have had my research radar scanning for an objective measure to tell how well a body is holding up against the assault of the Spike Protein. Last night I saw this video from Dr Peter McCullough which I commend to you.

Got Spike? Find Out With a LabCorp Roche Elecsys Spike Antibody Test
<0.8 = no spike protein exposure
<1,000 = likely cleared
>1,000 = high risk of spike protein disease

Click to view the video: https://www.facebook.com/share/p/1CfeCh3V99/

The Opera Locos

The Opera Locos

A musical comedy, which will seduce the whole family!  Featuring a surprising sequence of the most famous arias of the opera such as The Magic Flute by Mozart, Carmen by Bizet, Les Contes d’Hoffmann by Offenbach, Nessun Dorma / Turandot by Puccini, spiced with some borrowings from pop.  Starring: Laurent Arcaro (Baritone), Diane Fourès (Soprano), Michael Koné (Counter-Tenor), Margaux Toqué (Mezzo Soprano), Florian Laconi (Tenor).

Click to view the video: https://www.flixxy.com/the-opera-locos-musical-comedy.htm

A Not So Swift

A Not So Swift

If you ever see a swift lying on the ground, wings spread as if ready to fly…
don’t be afraid.
It doesn’t have to be injured.
It’s not dying.
It’s a creature of the sky that has accidentally found itself in a place where it’s very difficult for it to take off on its own.
The swift is not made to take flight from the ground.
Its short legs and long, slender wings make it extremely hard to lift off from a flat surface.
All it needs is for you to gently lift it.
Just a little, in an open palm…
And it will fly. On its own.
Just like some people.
Sometimes, it’s not courage we lack.
Sometimes… we just need someone’s hand.
Someone’s gaze.
A quiet “I’m here” to lift us up for a moment —
until we feel the wind beneath our wings again.

When Someone Gives You Love

When Someone Gives You Love

SINGLE MOTHER OF FOUR LET A SOAKING WET STRANGER INTO HER TINY HOME—THE NEXT DAY, HE CHANGED HER LIFE FOREVER
It was pouring rain, and Angelina stood by the window of her tiny, worn-out home, tears mixing with the sound of thunder outside. Life as a single mother of four was never easy, but lately, it felt impossible. Bills stacked high on the counter, and dinner tonight would once again be whatever she could pull together from scraps.
Just as she was about to turn away from the window, something caught her eye.
A figure—an elderly man, soaked to the bone, standing at the edge of the street with a limp in his step and no umbrella. He looked lost. Forgotten.
Without hesitating, Angelina grabbed the only umbrella they owned, slipped on her sandals, and rushed outside into the downpour.
“Sir? Are you okay?” she asked gently.
He looked up, startled. “I… I’m just passing through. I’ll be on my way.”
But Angelina shook her head. “You’ll get sick in this storm. Please, come inside. We don’t have much, but you’re welcome.”
He paused, visibly unsure, then nodded slowly.
Inside, her four children peered curiously at the stranger. Angelina handed him a towel and poured him a warm cup of tea. The old man, whose name was Mr. Arthur Callahan, was polite, quiet, and carried a sadness that didn’t need words.
He sat with the children that night, telling them stories about his childhood, about the trees he used to climb, and the tiny house he once built with his own two hands. The children laughed, and for the first time in a long while, the home felt full of warmth.
The next morning, Arthur stood by the kitchen window, sipping his tea.
“You know,” he said, “This house reminds me of the one I built sixty years ago. It’s small, but it’s alive. It has love in every corner.”
Angelina smiled shyly. “It’s not much. But it’s all we have.”
He turned to her with a quiet seriousness in his eyes. “That’s why I want to give you something.”
From his coat, he pulled out a folded envelope and placed it on the table. Angelina opened it slowly and gasped.
It was a property deed.
To a farmhouse and land on the outskirts of town. Worth hundreds of thousands. Paid off. Hers—if she wanted it.
“I was going to sell it,” Arthur said softly. “But I’ve lived alone for too long. And last night… You reminded me what home feels like. You sheltered me when no one else would. That kind of kindness deserves everything.”
Angelina covered her mouth, tears springing to her eyes. “I can’t accept this.”
“You must,” he said with a smile. “But on one condition.”
She looked up, stunned.
“Sell me this house for $1,” he said. “So I’ll always have a place to come back to when I miss the sound of laughter.”
And she did.
That very week, Angelina and her children moved into the beautiful farmhouse, complete with apple trees, a big red barn, and room to breathe.
The kids ran through the fields, screaming with joy. They finally had space, comfort, and a chance at a new life.
Arthur moved into the little house he’d “bought” for $1, visiting the children every weekend. They called him “Grandpa Art.” He built them toys from wood, taught them how to plant tomatoes, and read them stories under the stars.
And every time someone asked why he gave away everything, he simply smiled and said:
“Because when someone gives you love for free, it’s only right to return it tenfold.”