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UPDATE: Five Dead and Six Missing After Palmer Chocolate Factory Explosion in Pennsylvania (VIDEOS)

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Okay…this is getting fucking ridiculous. Seriously, how many is this now? I looked into it, & man oh man, there are NUMEROUS articles flying around the interwebs “debunking” this obviously suspect string of fires & explosions & even planes crashing into food-processing plants. NO, this is NOT normal for fuck’s sake, & the fact that there’s paid shills trying to debunk the suspiciousness of these “random” accidents, only confirms to me that there’s something nefarious going on here. Trains derailing all of a sudden, food processing plants being destroyed, what the hell is happening? Do you want to know what’s really going on here?

WE ARE UNDER ATTACK; that is what’s really going on. None of this shenaniganery is “random,” NONE of it. Sure, I’m aware there’s a few anomalies, because fires & accidents DO happen, but NOT at this rate. I’m seeing articles almost daily, so much so in fact, that I’m now totally desensitized to it, same as the SADS reports. Coincidentally, when you look up “Covaids jabs causing SADS,” there’s COUNTLESS articles attempting to debunk it, again confirming to me that the Coviads jabs ARE the real reason for these “unexplained” deaths from heart attacks. EVERY DAY there’s a new article about some healthy young person dying suddenly from SADS. I’ll link today’s daily SADS article below, & I can assure you there will be another one tomorrow. Yep, at this time tomorrow, another person will be dead from SADS, & another article will be written, & again, paid shills will flood the interwebs with fake news articles trying to debunk the obvious connection between the Covaids jabs & the blood clots they cause that kill people via cardiac arrest. It’s NOT a God-damned conspiracy…fuckin hell, if the jab is NOT the cause, why not publish autopsy reports proving otherwise? Why won’t these fake news hacks report whether or not these unfortunate corpses had received the jab or not?

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I’ll tell you why…BECAUSE THEY KNOW THAT’S THE CAUSE OF SADS. Doctors know it, Big Pharma knows it, your so-called “leaders” know it, & believe it or not, yours truly knows it. How do I know? What makes me such an expert? First off, I’m not an “expert” by any means, but, I have common fucking sense. I have critical-thinking skills; I can research on my own, deduce conclusions from proven facts, & make my own determinations about what is what in this crazy Clownworld. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that these pseudo-vaccines are exceptionally dangerous, nor does it take rockets and/or the “science” behind these poisons being injected into BILLIONS of humans. If the jab starts dropping people dead en masse, rather than these daily reports of people passing away from SADS, it will arguably be the greatest mass murder in human history. It will make the holocaust look like a Sunday barbecue party in the hood. Please believe, I am NOT making light of this probability. I will lose friends & family who foolishly got jabbed should the jab prove to start killing people like the Black Plague. Did YOU take the jab? What was the outcome? Did the jab do anything positive? All I’ve seen are the jabbed getting re-infected, terrible side effects, & of sadly of course, SADS. hardly a “vaccine,” now is it? You cannot argue against facts, no matter how many buzzwords you barf out.

As usual I have taken the exit ramp to Tangytown, segueing off-topic, which is par for my miniature golf course here. We began by talking about the “random” fires & explosions occurring with greater frequency by the day it seems, so let’s go back to that, because this is NOT random. I don’t know the logistics obviously, but how the fuck does a chocolate factory explode? Isn’t there chocolate everywhere? Is chocolate flammable? What about the Oompa-Loompas? Fun fact: race-hustling identity pseudo-politicians cancelled Willy Wonka. Why would they do that? Apparently, they are equating Oompa-Loompas to African slaves. No, I’m not joking, these people are insane, & Roald Dahl would NEVER do such a ridiculous thing. He was an ardent Christian, hardly an advocate for slavery, & this is yet another example of the abysmal madness of liberalism. They’re mental patients, & we cater to them for some fucking reason. I, for one, will NEVER abide their bullshit. Me bend the knee? Nope…how about YOU bend the knee? Bend the knee to the TRUTH you beta loser leftist twerps. They never will though, because they’re programmed, like real-life NPCs, & to bring them back to reality is a grueling exercise in utter futility. Essentially, don’t bother. You cannot change people who are so far-gone with the programming, that they glitch when you hit them with factual information. Despite the echo chambers that paid shills pay Google to pop up at the top of the search, REAL reality is real, & mis/dis-information cannot change the TRUTH of the REAL reality we are all stuck in. Period.

Gah, I do this every time. Like I’ve told you all ad nauseam, I just tune into the best frequency, then let the fingers fly, & by the time I’m done, I have no idea what I wrote until I proofread. Obviously, I know the topic, but as far as the content, my own content, it’s always a mystery until proofreading time comes. Now, let’s get back to the chocolate factory explosion…where people died this time. Yep, as you can see in the article at the top, people died in this fiery explosion. Over hundred mysterious food-processing plant fires in a year, but not one death, until now. These saboteurs are killing people, which opened the door for these shadowplayers to burn down and/or blow up more food processing plants without concern for the “collateral damage,”…which in this case, as of right now, is 5 dead, & 6 still missing. Expect more of this, with the human death toll growing, but why would this continue? The answer is simple: THERE’S NEVER ANY CONSEQUENCES…ever. Never any real investigations, they bury these stories in the respective daily news feeds, & nothing ever happens so like I said, expect this to continue, on a greater scale as the days flush by like a toilet full of wormwood turds.

I’m in the middle of a wormwood cleanse right now. My thoughts: IT WORKS, & be prepared to plug your nose & turn on a second fan when you drop your morning logs if you take this stuff. Holy hell, I don’t think I have any worms or anything like that, but whatever the wormwood did, flushed out some serious stank. Oy vey, but I digress, as always. Well, you all know the drill by now, yours truly has composed yet another multi-page diatribal essay. That’s just how I roll…the FisH™ abides. Until next time dear readers, the snowball grows, as its Katamarian nature rolls, growing greater given the garbage it grabs. Notice the obvious literary device? It’s called alliteration, in case you were unaware, & now you know. The more ya know, ya know? So sayeth FisH™…🎣

For all of you, & for none of you at all…🐡

“The more you know, ya know?” Fish F Fish🎏

“The Katamari grows, as the snowball rolls.” Fish F Fish🎏

The Fooze: S2 E4 February 4, 2023 Goats

“I am the GOAT, there are no other goats before me,” says Fish (audience applauds). In case you didn’t know, “GOAT” is an acronym for “Greatest of All Time,” & I’m just joking, as I am no GOAT, & am but a meager fish, an acronym-less fish, in fact. What could “fish” stand for? Maybe…”Fallen into Satan’s Hell,” would that work? Or perhaps, “Flo isn’t Saying Hello?” No? How about, “Fucking Insane, Seek Help?” I don’t know, those all just don’t work like the grand GOAT, the Great One, the Great-EST One to be exact, & how does One, become a Great One, the Greatest One of All Time? Beats me, I’m proverbial pond scum, the only thing I’m the greatest at is nothing, & you don’t even get a participation trophy for that oh-so-high pseudo-achievement I’ve successfully accomplished. See what I did there? “SUCCESS” -fully, as in NOT a success at all. Ah, personal deprecation, my only actual success. There’s most certainly nothing great about a life of self-disappointment. (Fart Noise) …moving on…

It must be a surreal feeling, at least in my imagination it is, but those who don that exceptionally rare moniker of “The GOAT,” already live a life of surreality, so to them, it’s just another day of feeling great, being great, because you’re so great, look at you, what a great guy, greatest of all time. Of “all time,” you say? Yep, ALL time, YOU, are the GREATEST, of ALL time. Well dang, ok then, thanks for the compliment, & all that comes along with my greatnesses. Everyone is going to give me everything from now on, too? That’s so GREAT. Are you eating here tonight sir, oh great one, will you be dining with us? Of course, the bill is on us, we’re simply honored you’d bestow your unending greatness upon our humble eatery, so do not concern yourself with the check. Really? Ok then, I’ll give the server a life-changing tip, how about that? Sound good? Wow, YOU sir, YOU are just great, what a great guy, greatest of all time. Oh drats, I spilled some of my $10000 free bottle of wine on one of my favorite shirts, this shirt woven with real gold in the collar, so my neck glows. This shirt was given to me by God himself, whatever will I do?

Oh look, there’s an unbelievably exaggerated store across the street, with a great big name on the sign, same great name platinum-stitched on the clothes available there, a name that makes them 10000x their actual value, the price on the price tag, but that doesn’t matter Great One. Let’s GO GO GO…beepity-bopity-beepity-bopbop, I bee-bop to the store, & proclaim, “I’ve ruined my shirt, can someone help me please?” (sounds of people scurrying about like rats to help) …oh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, we can fix this your greatness, oh Great One, no worries, how about this shirt? Or this one? Need new pants too? Let’s get you some fresh pants(more scurrying about)…there you go oh Great One, all spiffy & new, fresh clothes for you. Oh look, your helicopter has arrived to pick you up oh Great One, the Greatest of All Time, you Great GOAT(sound of helicopter landing)…& WOW, what a chopper she is, is that, could that be, a GOLDEN HELICOPTER?? Sure is, only the best for the GOAT, time to take off, let’s GO GO GO(people scurry their peasant asses out of your way)…& off you go, oh Great One.

Okay okay, I know, I know, I knnnnnnnnnowwwwwwwwww, that was rude, & crude, & I shouldn’t poke jealous fun at GOATs. It’s great to be great, did I just quote that? Surely, SOMEONE has thought that little quip up before, yes? “It’s great to be great,” hmmm, yeah I don’t know, & out of my own ignorance, I am going to enact my own utterly delusional self-sense of “greatness,” & pronounce myself the creator of that quote, how bout them apples? Who’s gonna stop me, the word police? I’m already wayyyyyyyy down at the end of D-wing in the digital gulag supermax, where all other thought criminals go, in my own solitary cell, with a little fish carved into a virtual wall. This is where those who are the “great” in their own right go, & of course in this case, I mean “great” as in “greatly” censored, “greatly” suppressed, “greatly” robbed of my created content, “greatly” exiled from the virtual town square, & I could go on & on, shedding my own skin, greatly, but fuck it, who cares? Who cares that our free speech has been systematically eroded to almost being null & void? Oh no, someone’s feewings got hurt due to “hate speech?” NOOOOOOOO…REEEEEEEEE…HONK HONK HONK…can’t have that, can we? B-O-O-H-O-O

Where are the real GOATs, the keepers of freedom, & truth, & the freedom to speak the truth, where are those GOATs? I’m yet to see anyone from this era estraña that could be considered a true GOAT, not even close really. Think about it…ALL TIME. Sure, there might be some people who have greatness, & they exude that greatness, but the “Greatest of All Time?”….meh, no, not in Clownworld, sorry not sorry, don’t blame me, blame the clowns, & their respective clown cars. They crashed the party, I wasn’t there, nope, & hell, I wasn’t even invited to the party, & surely have nothing to do with clowns, parties, GOATs, none of it. Just a wayward soul traveler that stumbled into this 3d clown town like a Twilight Zone episode, stopping at a one-waitered cafe I can never leave. Coffee, toast, a pen, some scraps of paper, & I’m stuck here until I write my way out, write my way right out of town. I don’t know, I don’t know if anyone was in this booth, at this cafe, in this town, before me, beef whore me, what has come before me? Could it be my circularity? Coming back around again to find me?

Look at that, right on time(class bell rings). Time to GO GO GO, now that the circle has come back around once again, round & round, looping loops, the GIF animation of days flying by, the circularity. Until next time, dear readers, remember this, “goats will eat anything, anything & everything.” Oh, & of course, coined right here in this article, “It’s great, to be great.” So sayeth FisH™🎏

For all of you, & for none of you at all.

“It’s great, to be great.” ~Fish F Fish🎏 “

“Goats will eat anything, anything & everything.” ~Fish F Fish🎏

The Fooze: S1 E26 1/26/2023 So SADS

“COVID-19 Vaccines Are Not Associated with Sudden Death” – FDA Response to an American’s Concerns About COVID Vaccines

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Just a quick update for today’s Fabulous Foozer…well, not so fab unforcheez. In case you haven’t noticed, more & more people are dropping dead everyday from the SADS, this alleged “Sudden Adult Death Syndrome,” yet STILL the fake news mainstream media will NOT connect these unfortunate deaths to the Covaids jab. Instead, they’re literally blaming everything OTHER than the Covaids jab, blaming everything else, & of course, you got articles like the bullshit in the article above this paragraph. This essentially confirms it for me, because the fact that your so-called “leaders,” & big Pharma, & their fake news media comrades, say it is NOT from the jab, bet in all on black that it IS, it surely IS the jab causing this. Need more evidence of the pharmaceutical industry committing deadly crimes-against-humanity shenanigans? Have you seen the newest Project Veritas uploads? YIKES….YIKES again. Have you not been privy to the latest revelation about the TRUE nature of this plandemic?

Click BELOW to watch Part 1…you MUST watch Part 1 first to have context…i.e…to know what the fuck is going on. You don’t want to miss this EPIC sting operation by Project Veritas. Nice job James, keep up the great work. Incidentally, do you all know how he gets these dumbasses to sing like cracked-out canaries? He gets them all via online dating. It’s quite clever; he finds a single employee who is dating online, obvious square one. Then he gets one of his PV operatives that matches up to what the target is looking for online, as far as a partner. Could be straight, could be gay, the gays seem to be the biggest squealers(pun intended, but he gets the straights too. They patiently bait the target via the online dating site, chatting them up, as if it were a “normal” online dating experience, as if anything in that digitally degenerate virtual meat market is “normal,” but I digress.

Eventually, they agree to meet, & the PV operative goes on the “date,” armed with a hidden camera & mic. I don’t know if it takes multiple dates, usually these seem like 1st dates, but I really don’t know & it doesn’t really matter, as it apparently does NOT take much for these low-life worms to start bragging & trying to talk themselves up by revealing information that the PV operatives ingeniously extract from the target. It’s always seemingly easy, super-easy, like no flirting needed, none of that sort of thing that you might catch on a 1st date, especially if each person is into it. but nope, never really seen flirtings, just talkings. Talking for a bit, patience, patience, then whoops, there it is, the story PV was seeking starts telling itself, quite literally. I enjoy it, as it’s good to see scum get justice served in real-time, & it’s great justice, unique in its own right, because destroying someone’s reputation via social media these days, it’s like a societal death sentence for these corrupt pukes in high-power positions. The looks on their respectively shit-eating faces, when they get exposed, to millions & millions of people, all at once, instantly viral, that look of no return on those now-so-distraught mugs, it’s just delicious to be a spectator. This muppet in the video below just got handed the serving of servings, the smackdown of smackdowns, a truly ultimate instance of relatively instant karma. Remember, this one below is part ONE, & you must watch this one first, before Part 2, which I will link below the one below. Part 2 is just glorious, pure glory for those of us who are not psychopathic little gwarps. A gwarp is a gay twerp, see this whiny runt below. This first video is shocking, with what he reveals, but the real shock comes in Part 2, so be sure to watch both. Now, grab the popcorn, & commence…

This queer little demon’s psychopathy levels are astronomical, seriously, it’s rather disturbing, is it not. He laughs, while talking about millions of sick/dead people, the sick little fuck. Ugh, what a reflection of the true nature of these big Pharma operatives, right? I’ve been telling you for years how truly sinister these mad hatters are, & when I say they think of you as cattle, then you watch a disturbingly revealing video like this, THEN you see the ensuing aftermath when this little weasel gets publicly exposed, how over the target am I? THEY ARE CREATING VIRUSES SO THEY CAN CREATE VACCINES SO YOU CAN BE GUINEA PIGS WHILE THEY GET ULTRA-RICH…GOT IT YET FOR FUCK’S SAKE? Nothing to do with keeping any of you “safe,” oh no no no, they want you all dead…yes, YOU. How did it feel watching that first video? Not so fabulous, was it?

Certainly NOT fabulous, unlike my circularity, which is always fab fresh, & fabulously right on time, like right now. Told you this would be a relatively shorter one. Just though these 2 videos needed desperately to be shared, especially since the big Pharma elites do NOT want this information out there. Oof, too late, oh drats, how bout that? It would be a real shame if everyone mirrored these videos & they went absolutely wunder-viral. Shame for the future mass-murderers at big Pharma, not so much for the people, who just want the damn truth for a change, is that so hard to get? No need to answer because I already know the answer, as I, I AM the answer, as a scribbler of the driveler, for true truth, as it should be. Until next time, don’t be sad about SADS, for it is too late anyway for the jabbed, so what does it matter to point out their forlorn folly?

It matters not, for none of you, & for all of you.

The Fooze: S1 E25 1/25/2023 Has the Time Come?

Note: Science fiction is fun, as fiction itself is fun, & as such, do NOT believe nor disbelieve anything I am writing here that you might read as you peruse this and/or any of my other articles. I just write, that’s it, I do not plan any of my topics, I do not pre-think any of this out, it’s as uneventful as me opening up my site, then starting to write, & whatever comes out, comes out. I cannot explain the origins of my thoughts, I cannot explain thoughts in general, for I have no idea what “thoughts” actually are and/or where they come from. Point being, this could just be the random rantings of a dude who just enjoys writing, for myself selfishly, not for any of you. Do NOT take anything from this, or take whatever you want, or just read it with zero inclinations of getting anything out of it. Every time I write, it’s a personal journey of self-discovery for me, you’re simply the reader of this dicey drolling drivel. Got it? Good, now let’s smack the behbeh from the mystery block, & get going.

It’s spooky to think about the end, your ultimate end, the grimly disappointing end of this ride here on Earth. When will it come? Maybe today, maybe tomorrow, maybe next week, maybe not for a long time to come, know one ever truly knows, do they? One day, you wake up, for the last time, brush your teeth, for the last time, pet your pet, for unknowingly one final time, & then something happens during your last day, something dreadful & unexpected…i.e. you die, & you simply stop, & never come home. Everything is still here, just as you left it, but you’ll never know, because you are gone, how surreal is that? Yep, you’re just…gone, no longer here, no longer playing in this sordid game of life on 3d Earth. Yesterday, you were, but today, you are no longer. Here, then gone. No more friends, no more family, no more trips to the grocery store, done ordering from Amazon, no longer checking your smartphone, get to stop paying bills, get to stop slaving for money, never going to go to another show, & you can’t give some idiot the finger in shitty traffic anymore, yes, I could go on & on & on about the things you’ll never do again once you exhale that finish-line breath. Doesn’t matter really though, does it? Certainly, it won’t to you, or me, or whoever is no longer here. It’s all so deterministically final, just WHOOSH, & all of this life is done, just another dream within a dream, & none of this meant anything.

All those lost hopes & dreams, all the anxiety, the utter disappointment, the failure, that overwhelming sense of absolute failure, gone. You can’t come back, not to this life, so what can you do about it? Nothing. Nothing matters then, yes? Such nihilism, surely THIS must mean something, right? Why? Why does it have to mean anything at all, this life? We are so insanely tiny, so unbelievably small in this unfathomably YUGE Universe. Humans are smaller than quarks in the Big Picture, literally, we are so small…but…can the “soul” truly be physically measured, particularly if it’s immortal? I don’t think so, I think human souls are as vast as the Universe itself, as we are infinite, like said Universe itself is infinite. There’s no end, no beginning, there just is. There is what is, & this is what is, apparently, but what is this? What is really going on here in this 3d Clownworld circus?

Collectively, we were all 5d soul energy once, all together in The Great Light River, all One consciousness, One with Source, the True Light of Being. I’m wagering Source is an 8d entity, or maybe 13d, one or the other, maybe even both, the 8d Source subject to the will of the 13d Source, I’m much too small in every conceivable way to even fathom it though. Impossible it is to understand from way down here in 3d space. We were all once 5d, as I just mentioned, until we “fell,” fell down, down from 5d, great 5d where we recall our true soul selves effortlessly, where we have all of our abilities back to use as we so will it, where we all exist in the purely warm & cozy bliss of unconditional Love, we were all there once, but then we all fell. Maybe we fell along with the rebellion of the angels, if that really happened, or maybe we were “tricked” into falling from 5d down here to 3d. Why would we be “tricked” though, & who is the trickster that tricked us?

Obviously, I’m much too 3d human to have the answers to these out-on-the-perimeter questions about higher dimensions. I can only speculate form down here where we all vibrate just enough to stay conscious, & many people are barely maintaining this low level, that’s how far we’ve fallen. How did we get down here though? No way it was intentional, was it? Did we fall on purpose, did we fall to experience 3d consciousness? How would we even know? I think we were tricked, & we’re still being tricked. Why do I keep using the word, “trick?” Well, it’s almost like we’re all whores, that’s why. Not conscious whores, not willful whores, but we are all being used for our bodies, are we not? Thus, we are all being tricked, “tricked out,” our bodies used until they no longer are useful, then we are recycled via the Great Recycler, only to do it all over again, & again, & again. Who is using us, using us like whores? I don’t know, I don’t know exactly who and/or what it is, but if you recall my previous post, all signs are pointing to the Great Recycler being the culprit, the great octopussy-spider headless soul-sucker, sucking up all YOUR energy, feeding from YOU, all of YOU, but it cannot be the Great Recycler alone, can it?

No, IT is NOT alone, for it has minions & foot soldiers, warriors for the Black Mass, & they incarnate along with us humans, but underneath the meat suits, they are NOT human at all. They are akin to the alien creatures in that movie They Live, only they really do live, live right here amongst us all. They look like us, bleed like us, speak like humans speak, but it’s all a sinister ruse, a ruse against the real humanity. Maybe they want to take over, replace us, wipe us out entirely, or maybe they need us, need us to survive, because without human soul energy, they will die. Therefore, they have been systematically employed under the wings of the Great Recycler, to assemble as many actual humans as they can for an upcoming Great Harvest, a worldwide slaughter, a new holocaust, of millions, maybe billions of humans, all to feed the Great Recycler. Why would they do this? Simple: the Great Recycler is their “God,” they worship it, & I can go even further…stay mindful, this is a big stretch here, but I think they might even be able to communicate with the Great Recycler now, but how? If the Great recycler is a 5d entity or higher, how? How can/do they “talk” to it? Maybe there’s some kind of intermediary…an ambassador, if you will…

AI, perhaps it’s the AI is the ambassador, the AI they now are broadcasting as being “sentient,” maybe that’s how they are talking to their God. Keep in mind, I think that they, the minions of the Great Recycler, are all totally insane, delusional in fact, but they believe in their pseudo-god, at the expense of all of humanity, they help feed this God damned monstrosity. What are they feeding it? YOU, they’re feeding YOU to the Great Recycler. The Great Recycler has given them a false sense of dominion here on Earth, giving them power & riches, & in return, they’re helping to fatten up humanity before the Great Harvest. What will this Great Harvest entail? Billions of souls, BILLIONS, all delivered at once, like a box of meat from Butcher’s Box, only the biggest box EVER, as far as we know anyway, in recorded history. When will the harvest-tees be harvest-ted? Good question. I have no idea, nor should you take any of this seriously, because I’m just a writer, writing written writings that you are reading now. This is all just my fanciful imagination being fancy for fun, for the purposes of plausibly entertaining to you, dear reader. Are you not entertained? Are you not entertained by this fictionally fictitious fiction?

There it is, as if on cue, my circularity, coming to say hello & goodbye at the same time, as always, the serpent eating its own tail. For whatever reason, people tend to believe what they see written down, as if writing it down somehow equals manifestation. That is simply false logic, for nothing I write, or anyone else writes, has no preconception of being truth, as it is written, for it is the reader that conceives of such notions. I am merely a scribe, because I have no idea where this comes from, since I just start writing, then this appears, whatever this is. The ravings of a paranoid schizo maybe? Amidst a daily recurring writing psychosis, just illustrating my severe mental disorder for a global audience with total disregard perhaps? Could be the head injuries, those were quite traumatic, & I could have knocked a screw or two or three loose, I don’t know. I don’t know nuffin, remember muffin?…so please, treat this site like a salad bar, take what you want, leave the rest, take nothing, take it all, complain about the food & ask the manager for a refund, doesn’t matter to me, just don’t forget your barf bag after eating from this disgusting buffet, if that should be the case, it’s your world from your end, not mine. THIS, this is my world here you are in, but I have no rules here, no restrictions, this site operates via the purity I boost from the stream, the great stream of consciousness, & there are no constraints in my own interzone, so do hast thou wilt, in true Crowlerian fashion, so to speak.

Until next time, dear reader, for all of you as one, & for none of you for none.

The Fooze: S1E13 1/13/2023 More SADS

I’m starting to wonder if I should just do updates on this SADS situation every day for my daily Fooze. Sheesh. People dropping more & more it seems. Of course, it’s being reported as a “heart condition” and/or “cardiac arrest,” but I know, & hopefully you are realizing, that the cause of the SADS might be from said “heart conditions,” but these conditions are/were/will be caused by the Covaids jab. Yes, the Almighty “vaccine,” that isn’t a vaccine at all. Seems like all it does is weaken your immune system, then cause your blood to clot. I have a working theory that the “clotting” effect arises from sudden changes in body temperature or just body temperature extremes in general. That theory is still working however, like I said, & I have no way to really prove nor disprove that loose theory, not yet anyway.

The latest to croak from the SADS was the one & only Lisa Marie Presley. Yes, Elvis’ famous daughter, dead at 54. Quite a sad story with her in general. I think her son killed himself awhile back. Tragic. She is apparently going to be buried next to him, together again I suppose, one can only hope reunited in spirit as well as with rotting flesh. Ugh, death is so spooky…& final. Once it’s done, it’s done, done & gone, just over. Why does it creep us out so much? Fear of the unknown perhaps? Fear of the Great Nothing maybe, that fear that it’s just over, & you don’t know it because you no longer exist. Where were you before you were born? Same place you go when you die? Do you “go” anywhere? Or maybe it’s just the black void of abysmal nothingness, until you awaken back into consciousness in some other life? It’s such a surreal topic to speculate on.

Last year, several of my friends died. All from drugs, from bad drugs. A year ago they were here, now they are not here. I can’t ever call them or text them or say “hi” to them again, ever. Well, ever as far as I know. If death is anything like the DMT ride, then life most certainly does NOT end with your physical body dying here. Wherever you go though on DMT, your consciousness doesn’t “end,” but the idea of death does. It’s almost as if death is not even relevant once you’re in the DMT interzone. Nothing “here” in this 3d Clownworld is relevant anymore. The DMT rider remembers an important truth that an average rider on the city bus has long forgotten. That truth, is that death is an illusion, & once you cross back through the veil, you remember your true soul self. In fact, you recall your own immortality as if you had never forgotten. The more you remember, the further away you go from your ego representative here in this 3d Earth school of sorts, while always remaining attached to yourself via the “silver cord.” One the silver cord is severed though, there’s no coming back, not to this life you just left. You can look into “the sliver cord of life” on your time. It’s a fun rabbit hole to dive into…I’d look towards a fellow named Hans Wilhelm for more information on the mysterious “silver cord of life.” Learn for YOU, not for me. Moving on…

Keep in mind, BILLIONS of humans have received the jab…BILLIONS. If this SADS thing becomes more prevalent, then death will find many of us much sooner than maybe previously anticipated. Not me, I didn’t;t take that poison, but several people I know have, including friends & family. Obviously, I don’t want SADS to become widespread causing the deaths of so many of you out there, I really really really really don’t. What an experience that would be to go through, the countless deaths of millions & millions of you, while us “Pureblood” who did NOT get jabbed are left to deal with the grim aftermath if reality takes that course. It’s quite unsettling to ponder at the very least. Things can change so fast, as monotonously fast as a year turns out in retrospect, or as swiftly as a minute of real time. Point being, time matters here, that never-ending 4th dimension pulling all of us here in 3d forward into the future, if you will. If death returns one to 5d consciousness however, 4d time becomes irrelevant, thus you “remember” your own immortality, along with all aspects of your soul self. In summary, ALL of this being experienced now in 3d space & 4d time, has little to do with your 5d existence. 5d is the next spatial plane back up. Dimensions follow Fibonacci, so the next spatial dimension after 5 is 8, 8d, the 8th dimension. Possibly where God consciousness arises from, at least as far as we can understand, if we CAN even understand it at all.

Before I go on a side-trip into Tangentland, I’m gonna g ahead & wrap up this Friday Foozer. Friday the 13th Foozer, in fact…yikes. 13 is actually arguably the LUCKIEST of all the numbers. The world is supposed to be a 13 world, not a 12 world. That’s just more fodder to support the notion that the powers-that-be have altered this aforementioned 3d space to their own advantage. By altered, I mean they’ve changed dates, times, events, the natural structure of the flow of this 3d space, they’ve hijacked all of it in my opinion. Of course, most of us have no idea about such things, but I do, so I share with all of you. Why do I do this? One, I don’t like and/or respect those so-called elites who are doing all this real world/real time mass manipulation of the zeitgeist, & two, I don’t appreciate things that are unnatural. Why would I? Unnatural things defy nature by definition, which to me, is the opposite of divinity & therefore, should be only attributed to the degenerate and the accursed. There I go again, my digression, as if right on cue. What about the circularity?

Well, it would really be a true-to-life Heartbreak Hotel if millions of you find death via the SADS you acquired when you decided to let them inject you with their science experiment pseudo-vaccine. Don’t blame me, or any other person who knew better than to let them infect you with their mRNA-modifying concoction. YOU did that. If you succumbed to a mandate, still it’s on YOU. It is what it is now I guess, no going back. Other than my circularity up there…did you catch it, did you notice my roundabout maneuver? Back to Elvis, & the passing of his daughter from the SADS, Heartbreak Hotel, now did you catch it? A bit of a wobbly circle, but a circle nonetheless, & on that note, until next time dear readers, be good.

For none of you, & for all of you in kind.