Frantically Searching for the Pandemic Exit

And why I bailed on getting the jab at the last minute

Last year I had a reverse epiphany on the road to the Vaccine Jab. A word loaded with religious overtones, epiphany brings to mind the conversion of Paul on the road to Damascus. He was a non-believer, persecuting the Christians with zeal, when he was struck down and heard a voice asking Saul, why do you persecute me?

This was Jesus himself, who had blinded Saul but after three days, restored his sight so that he would preach the Christian Gospel and call himself Paul. Which he did.

Now, as then, it’s all about ‘seeing clearly’, isn’t it. I am not a persecutor by temperament, nor does Jesus speak to me, but I am a non-believer in the efficacy of the vaccines. At first, that wasn’t the case. I sort of believed in them when British Columbia began vaccinations in March of 2021, amid an avalanche of intense public pressure to sign up, to ‘do the right thing’, to ‘flatten the curve’, to not ‘kill granny’, for goodness’ sake. Friends and family kept asking me: did you get vaccinated yet? Repeatedly. I finally severed relations with one who got really aggressive about it. He had fully bought into the official ‘narrative’ and forgot that in a democracy we should be free to choose what goes into our bodies.

Simply put, unlike most people I knew, I could not quite bring myself to believe in the ‘official story’. Sorry. I suffered from doubts, especially about the trustworthiness of Pfizer. And the strange new gene based ‘vaccine’ that in no way resembled any other vaccines. They did admit that it was ‘experimental’, after all. We now know that Big Pharma lied, the vaccines; didn’t prevent transmission, touted as the primary benefit. Remember how they yelled at us: It’s not just about you, it’s about protecting others! Turned out to be another convenient lie. The testing, such as it was, was hurried and did not follow the normal protocols of safety. We were moving at the speed of Science, admitted one hapless Pfizer manager when questioned by Rob Roos, a member of the European Parliament.

https://www.spectator.com.au/2022/10/rob-roos-and-rowan-dean-on-the-abuse-of-rights/

Big Pharma knew that nobody would ever prosecute them if things went sideways; they had it in writing. That fact alone made me suspicious. But above all, it was the unknown long-term effects that this novel ‘vaccine’ had on the body. I suffer from an over-active immune system: what would happen with a drug that was specifically designed to interact with it was anyone’s guess. And doctors did not administer this vaccine, strangely enough. It was public health officials, none of them familiar with my health profile. How could that be ‘safe’??

So, for nearly three months, I couldn’t make up my mind. I dithered. I agonized. I resisted. I tried to figure it out by rational means that somehow didn’t suffice. But eventually, in May of 2021 (how long ago that seems!) I caved in and signed up online, easy-peasy.

How My Reverse Epiphany Happened

On a beautiful, warm May morning, I walked the 20 blocks to the downtown Convention Centre, where they had set up a vaccine ‘clinic’. The first thing I noticed was the sheer number of people streaming into the building. I had been urged repeatedly to ‘stay away from crowds’ yet here was a large one, at least 100 bodies, all herded into this space. Once inside, it got worse; there were long lineups, and I was told that I had to wait at least half an hour.

It was at that point that I began to feel odd. Suddenly, the entire scenario seemed slightly sinister. My intuition was kicking in and yelling at me to get out. Or maybe it was my guardian angel. Or maybe it was my right brain functions, the ones that can see the whole instead of just parts, telling me that this was a cattle call. That I had been reduced to a number. That I wasn’t a person in this setting. And that it wasn’t about health at all. This was a political gathering of believers in some weird new cult, the BE SAFE party.

I turned to some officious looking person and asked to be shown to the Exit. He was young and didn’t want to argue with some crazy old woman, so he showed me the way out though it was clear he thought this was madness. Are you sure, he kept asking me. Oh, I was sure. Very sure, very suddenly, and when I found myself on the street again, I took a deep breath of relief and walked home. It was still a gorgeous May morning, but something major had shifted.

What had shifted was my way of looking at this pandemic and what it was really about. I had bought into the fable that it was a ‘health crisis, but after the cattle call, I understood that it wasn’t that. What it really was I am still, more than a year and a half later, figuring out. I have not found the EXIT to the pandemic; in fact, the aftermath is almost worse than the event itself.

Suffering from Pandemic Aftermath Syndrome

Now, two and a half years after the first signs of a new disease emerging from Wuhan, the Truth is emerging, painfully, slowly, and against massive opposition or just silence from the MMM and governments all over the western world. Some have only very grudgingly conceded that maybe lockdowns and all the insane rules and regulations were a bit overdone, perhaps. In Britain, Boris got kicked out because he didn’t follow his own rules. He knew how crazy—and damaging—they were. In Germany, nobody is admitting to anything, Verdammt nochmal!

Here in Canada, the official investigation into whether Trudeau invoking the Emergency Act was justified (pun intended) is grinding on and again, it appears that no, it wasn’t at all justified. There already was a signed letter of agreement between the Mayor of Ottawa and the Trucker’s legal team to begin an orderly retreat that had, in fact, already begun when our dear leader, Justin Trudeau, who knew this, decided to punish the Freedom Convoy, and went ahead with invoking an act that was designed for extraordinary situations that threaten national security. Oh yeah. He vilified the rather large minority of Canadians, the Freedom Convoy and their supporters, as terrible people with ‘unacceptable views’. He invaded their bank accounts, stole their publicly raised funds, and arrested the leaders. We know why: it was a vendetta of revenge, spite, and hatred, not a ‘threat to national security’. I am one of the thousands who supported the cause of personal, bodily freedom. Of no vaccine mandates, ever. The Truckers were the only people who gave me hope when everything seemed lost. I only felt normal a couple of times during the last two years, and it was with them, the loud, honking trucker convoys here in Victoria.

That Trudeau, unlike Boris, is still in power says a lot about the majority of Canadians. And it’s something I didn’t know and have yet to come to terms with. How can I live in a country where the majority thinks this vapid, vindictive narcissist is fit for the highest political office in the land? Who are these people? My alienation from the Canadian norm is now so deep that if I had another place to escape to, I would. Even at the age of 82, I would leave if that were a realistic option. The place I have loved ever since I set foot in it in 1953 is now odious to me.

Meanwhile, I am still doing what I have been doing for the last two and a half, years: attempting to make sense of this catastrophe by reading and writing. After ingesting several books, dozens of articles and online discussions, searching for the pattern that would reveal the pandemic Truth has only gotten more convoluted. The wise Dr McGilchrist says that finding Truth is a journey and that after consulting the maps, graphs, and stats the left brain is good at, we must always return to what he calls our ‘embodied experience’, the overall context that is accessible only via the right brain. I think that is what happened to me when I walked out of that building. A part of me was listening to the good Dr thought at that time I had not heard of him. We could do worse than to take this man at his word: https://channelmcgilchrist.com/home/

I am still doing that today, clearly becoming something of a disciple. But he gives me a strong moral and ethical framework, which is necessary to engage with the strange, chimerical world we have created. For example, I find myself gasping at the global, unexplained excess death numbers. Throughout the western world, young, healthy people are suddenly dying. Often from myocarditis. Or something else. Nobody is seriously investigating the causes. Why would that be?

Finally, there is the continuing, shocking denial that the ‘vaccines’ do more harm than good. That they are deadly. That they are a form of Bioterrorism concocted by the same kind of irresponsible people who created the Covid-19 virus in the first place. Yes, scientists, all of them. In a level four lab, likely the one in Wuhan, funded by American dollars via the Eco Health Alliance and Peter Daszak, among others.

They have a very well constructed website that is brilliant and convincing. Nothing there could possibly make you think that this outfit is directly involved with the creation of the entire catastrophe. But they were and are still getting funding via Dr Fauci, a good friend. Enough said.

https://www.ecohealthalliance.org

Other scientists working in this odious field in Boston, have recently thought it a good idea to create a lethal version of the relatively mild Covid-19 virus by combining the original Delta virus with the more recent Omicron strain. How is that for playing real Russian Roulette? You couldn’t make it up, could you. And if I may make a bold prediction, ‘The Science’ will no longer be mindlessly followed in the future. Trust and Truth are related concepts and because of the terrible political decisions that were made, we have lost both of them. Why are we still funding with tax dollars what is clearly and without question a lethal enterprise? Canada has only one of these killer labs; the US has 13 though most people are oblivious as to what they do and why. Indeed, asking WHY leads to very uncomfortable places. https://www.forbes.com/sites/stevensalzberg/2022/10/24/gain-of-function-experiments-at-boston-university-create-a-deadly-new-covid-19-virus-who-thought-this-was-a-good-idea/?sh=391b1eb25ca3

When you look at what has been going on, it does seem as if we are under siege from our own so called ‘leaders’. That’s a rather extreme view I wish I didn’t share, but that’s where I have ended up. It’s not a comfortable place. I am still searching for the EXIT and the light of truth, flickering at the end of the pandemic tunnel. One day, I hope to get there. I hope that we all get there. Because I believe that our very sanity depends upon it.