Tom's Blog on Life and Livingness
A political earthquake hit the Netherlands Wednesday in the wake of massive farmer’s protests as the upstart Farmer’s Movement party passed the ruling People’s Party in provincial elections. “Nobody can ignore us any longer,” said Farmer’s Movement leader Caroline van der Plas.
3 years after the declaration of the pandemic we still find:
3 years after the declaration of the pandemic we still find:
1. Our health professionals continue to be censored,
2. Mandates are in force that make no sense resulting in critical workforce shortages and
3. A refusal of government and medical regulators to acknowledge, research and treat vaccine injuries.
It is time to reflect on what we now know, review the pandemic policy response and work towards healing and wholeness for those injured by the government response to COVID.
https://www.facebook.com/watch/live/?ref=watch_permalink&v=803473871214764
“My dad has bees. Today I went to his house and he showed me all of the honey he had gotten from the hives. He took the lid off of a 5 gallon bucket full of honey and on top of the honey there were 3 little bees, struggling. They were covered in sticky honey and drowning. I asked him if we could help them and he said he was sure they wouldn’t survive. Casualties of honey collection I suppose.
I asked him again if we could at least get them out and kill them quickly, after all he was the one who taught me to put a suffering animal (or bug) out of its misery. He finally conceded and scooped the bees out of the bucket. He put them in an empty Chobani yogurt container and put the plastic container outside.
Because he had disrupted the hive with the earlier honey collection, there were bees flying all over outside.
We put the 3 little bees in the container on a bench and left them to their fate. My dad called me out a little while later to show me what was happening. These three little bees were surrounded by all of their sisters (all of the bees are females) and they were cleaning the sticky nearly dead bees, helping them to get all of the honey off of their bodies. We came back a short time later and there was only one little bee left in the container. She was still being tended to by her sisters.
When it was time for me to leave we checked one last time and all three of the bees had been cleaned off enough to fly away and the container was empty.
Those three little bees lived because they were surrounded by family and friends who would not give up on them, family and friends who refused to let them drown in their own stickiness and resolved to help until the last little bee could be set free.
Bee Sisters. Bee Peers. Bee Teammates.
We could all learn a thing or two from these bees.
#Beekind always. #LifeLessons
I did not write this, but love it.
From Thus Spake Zara on Facebook:
Once the machine is fine-tuned, its essential bits and pieces in all the right places, there will be no need for active thought-policing and censorship. Your reputational capital and social credit score will be critical for your ability to secure gainful employment.
This means you have to watch how your digital twin conduct themeselves in the digital realm. Anti-establishment rhetoric will reflect poorly on your social credit rating and that will severly impact and narrow down the range of opportunities to apply yourself into the “real world”, both personally and in a professional capacity. It’s the hot prod that will make you re-think your political stances and adjust your behaviour. Your family and friends will suffer too.
Anyone who transacts with you will suffer by association. This is what they mean by “empowering individuals” and “responsibility for others”….in doublespeak it means they keep you hostage by your words and actions. The length of your leash is as long or as short as you make it, and that depends on your behaviour and compliance with the regime’s community standards. In such an inverted society, self-hate is a celebrated virtue. It is the only power of the powerless.
You are “free” to choose either way, but should you fail to repent and demonstrate a consistent pattern of a measurable change, you will be left to rot in your tiny corner. Also be prepared to signifficantly lower your standards in order to survive….it’s easy to fight principles when the fridge is full, but keep in mind that hunger can be very persuasive.
The only way to avoid this dystopian scenario is to collectively reject Digital ID, Digital Twin, CBDC, Social credit scores, Carbon credit system, and the surveillance infrastructure that fascilitates this waking nightmare.
Reject all of it! Every last bit!
Karen Kingston writes: “I was interviewed by Stew Peters today to discuss the Russian Military Chief citing my work as part of a global criminal investigation of Pfizer (and other guilty parties) who unleashed the mRNA bioweapons on civilian populations under the guise of ‘safe and effective COVID-19 vaccines.’… …I have the information needed to criminally prosecute Pfizer. Members of Congress, governors, attorney generals, or even sheriffs, can contact me on how to take actions to immediately stop the mRNA biowarfare attack on US citizens, seize the COVID-19 mRNA injections, initiate the criminal prosecution of Pfizer and its employees, and gain control of our nation’s current public health crisis.”
https://karenkingston.substack.com/p/dear-congress-ignoring-pfizers-bioweapon
Do you have some creative time in your schedule? Do you make sure your kids spend some time each day creating rather than consuming entertainment?
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw you hang my first painting on the refrigerator, and I immediately wanted to paint another one.
When you thought wasn’t looking I saw you feed a stray cat, and I learned that it was good to be kind to animals.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw you make my favorite cake for me, and I learned that the little things can be the special things in life.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I heard you say a prayer, and I knew that there is a God I could always talk to, and I learned to trust in Him.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw you make a meal and take it to a friend who was sick, and I learned that we all have to help take care of each other.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw you take care of our house and everyone in it, and I learned we have to take care of what we are given.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw how you handled your responsibilities, even when you didn’t feel good, and I learned that I would have to be responsible when I grow up.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw tears come from your eyes, and I learned that sometimes things hurt, but it’s all right to cry.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I saw that you cared, and I wanted to be everything that I could be..
When you thought I wasn’t looking I learned most of life’s lessons that I need to know to be a good and productive person when I grow up.
When you thought I wasn’t looking I looked at you and wanted to say,’ Thanks for all the things I saw when you thought I wasn’t looking.’
I AM SENDING THIS TO ALL OF THE PEOPLE I KNOW WHO DO SO MUCH FOR OTHERS, BUT THINK THAT NO ONE EVER SEES. LITTLE EYES SEE A LOT…
Each of us (parent, grandparent, aunt, uncle, teacher, friend) influences the life of a child…