Now that’s a horrific haiku with stupidity unleashed.
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“Trust the science” is a mantra out of sync with the innate wisdom of the human body. Just ask it (the body) with the simple but complex knowledge of muscle testing. Believe what your body tells it tells you, and not what comes out of a lab full of rats.
MRNA vaccine injuries are no joke, they cripple and kill you, not the things that ail you.
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Moderna terrorists
fan hypodermic needles.
MRNA Gods.
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These jabs are the antithesis of health. An un-compromised body should be the goal of medicine, not injecting all manner of toxins and poisons to disrupt and compromise normal cell functions. Injecting healthy and vibrant children with these body compromising pharmaceuticals is a crime against nature and humanity.
That is the message from my sacred body and my horrific haiku unleashed. The same important message sent from God, the real one.
Off the beaten path, captivating and unique books, poetry and commentary by Michigan author and poet Richard Rensberry.
Todays post is an excerpt from MAGA Bigfoot which is available in its entirety at Off the Beaten Path Website
CHAPTER 11 THE DRUG CREEPS
In the rural countryside where we reside, we are being invaded by chains of marijuana dealerships. Their gummy storefronts are popping up on every corner faster than even Starbuck’s or MacDonald’s franchises. Actually we don’t even have a Starbuck’s within fifty miles of where we live. We do happen to have one MacDonald’s in the area, but that lonely MacDonald’s has been eclipsed by three newly opened marijuana stores. These pot dispensaries are all within just a few miles of our small, rural, Northern Michigan town. Add to that the many prescription drug dealerships that have already metastasized like cancer on our once peaceful, rural lives. My Bigfoot Guardian is in awe of our growing stupidity. I am too.
I grew up in the sixties, an era when our college campuses became free rein to the world’s drug cartels. On any given day or night I could have purchased a bag of Columbian Gold or Panama Red, a brick of hashish, a bundle of Thai sticks, and you name it. The college dorms smelled like opium dens. If that didn’t satisfy our University appetites, we could acquire hits of meth, peyote, LSD, or synthetic mescaline. Taking these drugs was deemed as mind expanding. No wonder we now have the insanities of Anthony Fauci and Bill Gates in our world.
This diversity of drugs migrated into the college chemistry labs and came out as pharmaceuticals and designer drugs. Pharmaceutical drug cartels are now at the helm of our medical fields, both physical and mental. We’ve got Pfizer, Astra Zeneca, Johnson and Johnson, Merck and a wealth of others clamoring to administer every chemical under our now dimmed sun. If you still give in and turn on the television, you know what I mean. The drug ads are relentless. You can get a prescription that can induce any multitude of disabling side effects. As they say, just ask your doctor.
The other day I ventured out to eat at a restaurant and saw firsthand the devastation in our community. Everyone has a pill bottle and a vast array of physical and mental ailments those drugs were designed to mask. No one is being cured of anything, it is just the opposite. New pills are needed and prescribed to keep up with and treat the disabling side effects caused by the original medications. We’re becoming a nation of cripples and drug addicts.
That is not the way it should or has to be. We must learn to kick the street and corporate drug habit! Visit your nearest naturopath, chiropractor, nutritionist and local gym. Start getting real advice and real help. That is MAGA Bigfoot’s reprogramming path back to sanity and better health.
FIRST AND FOREM0ST OF COURSE, TURN OFF THE BOOB TUBE.
Find and frequent organic farms. Drink plenty of fresh water. Smell the roses and get plenty of exercise. Sounds simple, but almost no one is doing it.
Our book signings at Amish Country Natural Products are always a delight. Not only do we sell many of our titles there but we get to meet with and make friends with so many good folks in our community. We are blessed to have this wonderful health food store in our rural neighborhood of Fairview, Michigan.Continue reading →
My soul mate, Mary and I, like to plant and grow things, especially things we can eat. We currently have several small lemon trees started from seed growing in pots. These are organic lemons, lemons full of happiness and bright sunshine.
I watch over each tree from blossom to fruit. I have a growing knowledge and awareness of their everyday existence. I can go so far as to say I know each tree’s lemons as individuals and small groups congregating on various limbs. When there should be seven on a tree it does not escape me if I find only six or three or even one. Continue reading →
