Bill Gates Complains ‘Conspiracy Theorists’ Make His ‘Super Important Work’ Much Harder

Bill Gates Dark On Conspiracy Theorists

(Tom: I am super pleased to be helping, if ever so slightly, make it harder for him to commit genocide in order to make a profit.)

Unelected world health czar Bill Gates slammed “conspiracy theorists” for making his “super important work” pushing vaccines on children in developing countries “much harder”, during an appearance on Trevor Noah’s podcast Thursday.

Gates also took the opportunity to deny allegations that he pushed Covid vaccines on the public as part of a plot to depopulate the world, slamming the idea as an “oversimplistic explanation.”

https://thepeoplesvoice.tv/bill-gates-complains-conspiracy-theorists-are-making-his-super-important-work-much-harder/

You Still Believe The Media?

You Still Believe The Media?

Just watched a video clip from someone who made the very valid point that if the media want you to look one way, look the other way to discover from what they are attempting to distract you.

Forget Me Not

Forget Me Not

“When I’m dead and long gone,
Think of me, forget me not.”
She said this to her new boyfriend.
Hoping for good time till the end.
He laughed and he smiled,
Nodding his head all the while.
“When I’m dead and long gone,
Sing for me, forget me not.”
She spoke this to her fiance.
Wishing for luck to come their way.
He nodded his head and kissed her lips,
Loving each and every moment like this.
“When I’m dead and long gone,
Laugh with me, forget me not.”
She whispered this to the new father,
Watching him hold their new little daughter.
With tear of joy in his chocolate brown eyes,
He kissed her soundly, smiling bright.
“When I’m dead and long gone,
Dance for me, forget me not.”
She said to him, both old in age,
Celebrating their grandson’s birthday today.
He took her lovingly into his arms,
Humming whilst keeping her safe and warm.
“When I’m dead and long gone,
Always remember, forget me not.”
She said to him, lying sick in bed,
A heavy fever upon her head.
He laid down beside her, holding her hand,
Praying for a healing touch to land.
But, on that Sunday, in late May,
She was there… lying as if in sleep.
He stood there, caressing her cheek in dismay,
Wanting her back in his arms, gentle and sweet.
And, knowing she wouldn’t come back, he knelt down,
His head positioned in a bow…
“You may be dead and soon to be long gone,
But I’ll see you there, I’ve forgotten you not.”
Since those words, the years have flown by,
The sun and clouds still grace the sky.
In the field of lilacs, where they buried her,
Another stone sits beside the other.
Linked by a chain made of flowers,
Those that were picked by their daughter,
A single verse stands out as if on an alter…
“When I’m dead and long gone,
Think of me, forget me not.”
To this day, the words shine in the sun.
Glittering rapidly as though the couple were having fun.
You’ll notice something else if you look.
Pretty little flowers kept within the nook.
There are no lilies or roses in this spot…
No…
the chain that ties time are forget me nots.

About That Detour

About That Detour

I think this idea can at times be reassuring but I have reservations about it. I think you are a lot more powerful and aware than for which you give yourself credit. I think you engineer a lot more of what happens in your life than you have been led to believe or you may care to admit. You might choose at times to believe that some higher entity is playing an active role but my guess is that you are selling yourself short.

I suspect that if you were to ramp up your recall ability and carefully inspect your past decisions you would find the ones that led you to be exactly where you are right now.

But that is not nearly as important as is learning how to make better decisions so you create the future with which you will be very happy.