Back in the roaring 90s and 00s, I casually observed how flus and colds got a little more severe every year for the kids I taught. By the early 2010s, it was not uncommon for several children in my Studio to be out of school for several weeks at a stretch and hospitalized for pneumonia. When I was a child in the 70s and 80s, there were all of two kids pulled out of school for any length of time for respiratory illnesses, and they were the ones with congenital problems such as type one diabetes. In other words, Gen X was healthier in childhood than Millennials and Millennials were healthier than Zoomers/Gen Z.
Many of us sensed something evil coming down the pipe after the turn of the Millennium. Though I sort of guessed that it would be related to one of the worst grifts of our time, Big Medicine, but I certainly did not predict that it would come in the form of a mild, clearly lab-created flu that average people would latch onto as a (false) Messiah. The same people who kept McDonalds, Taco Bell, KFC, and their ilk in business all these years while failing to see the connection between their children's worsening seasonal flus suddenly did a 180 and played along with draconian lockdown schemes, ineffectual masks, and routinely deadly shots in order to conform to the Latest Thing. Recently the Centers for Disease Control voted unanimously 15-0 to push a policy that is designed to absolve Pfizer and Moderna from liability, shoving the MRNA quaxxines onto the “recommended” childhood schedule. This means that all those parents with kids in public schools who somehow avoided allowing the US's corporate fascists to use their children as lab rats will face increasing pressure from all sides. They are given a "choice" of either yanking their children from public school altogether, which is a major lifestyle change, or dealing with schools that will wantonly coerce, trick, and brainwash their children into taking a shot that apparently cancels their future fertility if not their actual lives.
Strange times.
If I were still an atheist, I would be a great deal angrier right now. As a Druid occultist, I find that I am more easily able to forgive, even if I cannot forget. Christians have gone every which way after largely allowing their churches to be co-opted by plague fearmongers. They cannot forgive because the whopping majority of them were complicit. They are a small facet of the greater gem that was quaxxine compliance: Somewhere between half to three quarters of the world population supposedly took the MRNA shots. The number is somewhere in the billions.
From the beginning of my life, I have been intrigued by human overpopulation. As a little girl, I had a series of terrifying epiphanies about it. All of the world’s socioeconomic problems have a single root: too many people. Humans are greedy creatures by nature, present company included. We have a very difficult time separating need and want. We shove aside other species without mercy when it comes to getting something we want for our own. For some of us, and I would argue that it is more of a woman thing, the awareness of how the human race burdens the Earth leads to existential guilt. It certainly did for me. That is why by age seven I was already dead certain I would never bear my own children, because at that tender age I felt it was a crime against all that was good and holy in an age of rampant overpopulation. Unsurprisingly, my torment over my own guilt escalated to vegetarianism and being suicidally depressed in my teens.
Nowadays, we have all sorts of overgrown children who possess the same existential guilt I did in second grade and decide to project that guilt instead of dealing with it like honest brokers. Klaus Schwab, Noel Harari, and Bill Gates feel the guilt all right, but they go a few steps further by appointing themselves as God and forcing sterilization upon the unwashed masses via their brainwashed tools such as Anthony Fauci, Joe Biden, and Donald Trump. Let’s not forget that Trump has lauded the MRNA quaxxines since their debut and though he has somewhat ameliorated the damage by insisting on quaxxine choice, he is still largely responsible for legions of people who became convinced the quaxx was as safe and effective as its propaganda laid claim.
A smarter being would have seen all this crap a mile away I suppose, knowing the ins and outs of the puppet show by heart. I was hoodwinked, upset, and thrown for a loop. I clung onto my lesson studio for thirteen years in a commercial space, always throwing everything I had at it and either breaking even or sinking below solvency at various times. Finally the Coronapocalypse swept my business (at least its incarnation as a commercial space) away and decimated my ability to afford commercial rent. I still have people who got quaxxed and offer to wear a mask when I teach in my private home. I got out just in time. I would have lost everything had I not made the decision to collapse the Studio in early 2022.
I was lucky. I have never had a salary class job, and that means I have known how to be scrappy and frugal nearly my entire working life. I did not have to walk away from a big house and a big lifestyle. I was already used to demi-poverty: driving an old car, overdrawing my bank account despite being thrifty, skipping restaurant meals and fast food for three to four weeks at a time.
Every single person that got the quaxx seems to hold the fear of demi-poverty and loss of status in their mind. I have yet to meet someone who got the quaxx who is lower middle class and content to be that way. Most quaxxers are either in the upper middle class or desperately want to be there.
As an atheist agnostic, I had no hypotheses for what happens to a soul once it is released from the body. It irritated me that Christians and Muslims conveniently imagined themselves as going to heaven no matter how lacking in good works and deeds. I once ran into a Christian who boldly stated he would be in heaven with his Father for trillions of years once he popped this mortal coil. He literally said this. I noticed something very strange as he made this speech. He had a habit of stepping back and forth while he spoke, much like how horses or pigs do when they get excited. I’ll come back to this observation later.
So Very Tired
Occultists who believe in reincarnation speculate that we human souls used to have longer stints between incarnations back when there were fewer humans on Earth and therefore fewer human bodies for souls to inhabit. From my own memories of reincarnation, I believe this is the case. I believe my first human incarnation was somewhere in Europe in the Middle Ages. I had an incarnation once every 200 or so years until the recent era, where my human incarnations were much closer. I believe my most recent past life was as a wealthy American widow who lost her sons in a World War and died in an embittered, angry state the 1960s. Since I was born in 1973, the gap between incarnations was only a few short years instead of the usual 50-120. Since I believe all humans have been incarnating more rapidly, I believe that I am not the only human to have had only a quick dirt nap in-between bodies. No wonder everyone in the world, even children, feels inappropriately tired. We were all born tired and will die that way because our very souls have not had enough rest. Another part of the phenomenon is that many formerly animal souls are thrust into human bodies at the moment, long before feeling ready. I no longer get frustrated with the scourge of “stupid people” as I did as an atheist. The “stupid” person could have been a Labrador retriever or a factory farmed chicken only twenty years ago.
Now keep in mind that I am only speculating and in any of the statements I have made or am about to make, I COULD BE WRONG. I am fully prepared to meet my maker (if there is one) and laugh about how wrong I was shortly before burning in hell for all eternity for refusing to accept Jesus Christ as my only Lord and Savior. I have no dog in any fight and no need to be correct.
If there are an excess of human souls in incarnation at the present time, and I believe there are, then it follows that the wave will crest and depopulation will follow. The human race may not suffer the fate of yeast in a sugary Petri dish as I once believed, but it does seem apparent that we are headed for a world with fewer people by several orders of magnitude. Population is like sound, light, or any other form of wave. There is a crest and then a valley, then another crest, lather, rinse, repeat. To someone who believes in reincarnation, this means a return to a time without as many human souls in incarnation. It means that the few souls who are left to incarnate as humans will have longer rest times. It also points to (and again, I could be so very wrong) a bunch of former humans being incarnated as animals or not incarnating at all for long periods of time.
Where Will They Go?
One of the various reasons I was willing to fight petty bureaucrats, white biosuited goons, and neo-Stalinist neighbors to the death rather than take the quaxx was because I believe it has a severe impact on a human’s karma. If karma is nothing more than cause and effect, my primitive understanding is that if you do a thing, the repercussions of that thing will ripple around you and back at you like waves of water in a pond. If you do good deeds that help people and spread love and light, it hardly matters if you believe in God or not because you are making a cause and effect that works in waves. You will be blessed because you make blessings. Of course if you spend your time marinating in fear, consciously or unconsciously hexing and cursing those you hate out of fear, greed, and hatred, those things will return to you in kind.
The quaxx was a weapon of hatred and fear, so to take it was to seal the deal with the demon or demons running the quaxx show. Like any astral pyramid, the quaxx was a greedy, top-glorified structure that depended on a large base with benefits that trickled up and not down. The quaxx actively sought the blood and suffering of children; in fact, its whole mission was the indoctrination of as many children as possible this whole time. Many of us have a nascent awareness of the quaxx and masks and their tie-in with Critical Race Theory, drag queens waving their junk in front of preschoolers, and sex ed for kindergarteners that includes graphic depictions of intercourse. I believe these things are all symbols of the hunger of one specific demon who has been having a field day: Paimon. I also believe Moloch and Mammon play their parts in the current debacle. The demons who brought us the quaxx and its shutdowns seek an erasure of limits, specifically the limits that prevent them from infesting children. I personally have yet to understand why demons prefer to corrupt children over adults, but their lust to do so is self-evident.
I Can Has Reparations?
What lies in store for the consenting adults who sold their own kids out to masks and experimental quaxxines? What do they owe, if anything, to the children of the grandmothers and grandfathers forced to die alone and terrified while nurses and doctors twerked for TikTok? Is there a price beyond possible tribunals and Nuremberg trials for public officials who vacationed in Florida while issuing draconian orders for their constituents to shutter and lose their businesses? Is there any kind of retribution for celebrities and influencers who used their fame to push the quaxx on the naive? Is there any comeuppance for the quax-pushing newscasters who are indirectly responsible for quaxx injuries including nerve damage, graphene/lipid nanoparticle clots, strokes, tremors, pain, Bell’s Palsy, and heart attacks?
I don’t think there will be punishments in the here and now in Meat World, though it remains to be seen how the legal system could discover the guilty parties as a potential cash cow. I won’t be holding my breath for any reparations from the quaxx-pushing wealthy for getting in the way of euthanizing my cat in 2021, being mostly responsible for my business closing in 2022, or the subsequent deaths of many neighbors of mine and one relative over the years of 2020-2022.
I think the entire quaxxed population including those who faked it bear a burden of responsibility and unknown karma that I was and am willing to die as Kimberly Steele to avoid. I think they’re going to hell.
Unlike Christians, Muslims, and other people who I think are partially insane, I do not believe hell is eternal. It is temporary and is meant as a cleanser. I believe hell is that time after death that you have to face all the garbage you did while in incarnation and figure out how you could do better next time. Once a soul has gone through hell, the spirit guides bounce it up to heaven for a time so it can rest and get ready for the next incarnation. Because human incarnations are so rapid-fire in our era, souls don’t get enough time in hell and they get far less in heaven, and that is why most people, including children and babies, are tired all the time. We are not tired because we lack health or sleep so much as our souls are tired. We need our time away from incarnation in order to process, dream, and rest.
The quaxx has weighted down the souls who took it. Perhaps by not being arrogant, by spreading blessings, and by being generous, many souls who took the quaxx will not bear the brunt of its karma. There are also many who are paying their dues in suffering by dying young of quaxx-injury or quaxx-induced disease. Those who handle that suffering gracefully will have the karma of handling it gracefully: by not spreading misery around and refusing to adopt a WOE IS ME attitude, they will be an inspiration to others to stay strong in the face of horrific physical torture. Their bravery for speaking out against the Safe & Effective McNarrative counts for something, I believe.
As for the compliant who acted with Luciferian arrogance, I believe they will be rewarded by stints in hell and karmic retrogressions that would impress Arachne the Spider and Narcissus the Daffodil. Though I could be wrong, one potential outcome for the haughty quaxxed is a near-eternity spent running the mazes of the Back Rooms for untold millions of years followed by eventual incarnation as an extremely smart and devious buffalo. Such an outcome would satisfy a future world with far fewer human souls and an eventual explosion of non-human animal life after the current extinction event reaches its long coda. Though I don’t know if the arrogant Christian dude who presumed he would spend the next few trillion years in God’s playground was quaxxed or not, his prancing did strike me as uncannily porcine, as if he could depend on a not-so-distant future where he was bred and re-bred to be a pork chop on somebody’s plate.
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