The Game

It’s never easy talking about things that make us look weak in others’ eyes.  Like suicide, like depression – we know it is seen as ‘ not coping’ so we say nothing.  Saying nothing means nothing can change.  The same negative thoughts, the same repetitive hate talk, the same triggers to feeling overwhelmed don’t go away…

But it’s never OK to talk about feeling like you want to kill yourself. Nobody seems to know what to do if you have ever mentioned it to anyone, or they cry and panic and call people you just didn’t want involved.  Sometimes we mention it several times before actually committing or getting to a point of actual commitment to the act.  If a blade is going to be used, there are often preparation cuts – which can put the person off using that type of method – as it kind of hurts!  But if you want to kill yourself, you will find a way.

There is that old saying about someone attempting suicide is really a call for help.  I think in many cases this is true.  There seems to be no other answer to end the angst and pain.  That feeling like you don’t belong and want out, combined with all the spiritual stuff out there that indicates we get more than one chance at life – we’ll just get to come around again.  If you believe in God and heaven or Jesus – you believe in your salvation, you believe you will stand with Jesus on the other side.  And if you believe that when you’re dead, you’re dead – well Hell, at least the pain, confusion and suffering will have ended.

The idea of death is the idea that it will be the end of the suffering – forever, like switching off a light.  Or is it perhaps turning one on? For us?  To shine a light on something we have forever kept in the dark. It keeps happening, numbers keep increasing, children younger and younger are opting out of life – Why? Our kids seem to be more violent, suffering more and lacking resilience.

Do they think they are in a game and have more lives? The Game of Life? Pass Go and do not collect $200…

Unvaxxed didn’t do enough….Seriously?!?!

I’m shocked, heartbroken and feel betrayed! I yelled as loud as I could at every protest. Was called everything under the sun  for saying the vaxx was poison. I lost friends and family, they turned their back on  me while I begged them to look at the research. I posted on every platform about the deception of our governments, the big pharma and corruption, elitists benefiting from our grief and pain. I know there were thousands of us yelling at the top of our voices, desperate to stop the madness. MSM shut us down and lied, social platforms restricted, banned us and lied, and the vaxxed themselves excluded us from their businesses, homes and families. They called us the river of filth, said we should die if we got covid, that we didn’t deserve medical care, a coffee, a haircut, to LIVE – for TWO FUCKING YEARS! Whoever wrote this is still blind, still asleep, still stupid. I know I’ve done and am doing my part and feel no guilt, just betrayal and disappointment.

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#2 – Unvaxxed didn’t do enough….Seriously?!?!

I also would just like to point out that the unvaxxed were begging their vaxxing brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, uncles, cousins, aunts, friends – who had jobs in all aspects of society – to NOT take that poisonous experimental gene therapy. They heard us loud and clear but decided to follow dictatorial tyrants instead of doing research, listening carefully to the language used – be discerning! Every situation like this, one needs to ask 2 critical questions.

1. Who are the stakeholder/who benefits?

2. What is the benefit to them?

Then just follow the money trail. For it is all about profit. Nothing to do with health or humanity – more like humonety. Money and profit for them at the expense of our grief and pain.

Podcast of: Oh no, I can’t get over it

Oh no, I can’t get over it. https://anchor.fm/kait-king/episodes/Oh-no–I-cant-get-over-it-e13o9va

Decomposing flesh? Er…No Thanks

What are your feelings about eating meat?

I’m a realist. I know people will never stop eating meat. But I do want them to think about the facts involved in meat production. People are consuming the terror, cruelty, and hell that that animal went through before it was murdered.

Not only is their flesh tender because they leave it to rot for up to 6 weeks or more, but also because the poor soul has been terrorized and releases certain chemicals of fear and distress which apparently ‘tenderize ‘ the meat too. I am horrified at the way they are treated. If you are going to sacrifice these unwilling, sentient beings so you may eat flesh (there’s plenty of other stuff to eat), then at least treat them with kindness, respect, reverence, even. But we don’t.

Below are pictures of Smudge, my 300-pound house-pig. He was a week old when I got him and turns 1 on the 14th of February 2024. He was rescued from a crated pig farm. He had 16 siblings, who now at 9 months old will be slaughtered or placed in a gas chamber, screaming in fear and terror.

I give Smudge the best life I can. I remind myself that he is living his best life for the other 16 piglets, too.

I just want people to think before they eat or purchase, in particular, production line products. Smudge is a funny, quirky, intelligent, devious, curious, grumpy, cute companion. He’s deserving of his life – just like you or I, it was gifted from the creator. Who are we to take it? And if you had to kill and butcher your own….could you?

Smudge as a baby, with Frank