Infiltrators
Instigators
Agitators
All are Traitors
Undercover
Lieing brother
Two-faced
Sister and a
Sneaky listener
A massive
Betrayal
Our Leader
Has
Failed
And the
Tribe all
Stood strong
Knowing the truth
All along
At times
The violence
In the deafening
Silence
A 3 am raid
That was
Planned
But that’s
No problem
For our humble
Tribe
And that’s why
We stand strong
At the
Freehive
Kait King 28th February 2022
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.
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.
Untruth
Half Truth
No Truth
Just Lies
Corona
Not Covid
99 percent
Survives
Hopeless
And Helpless
On who we
Must Rely
No more
Tears or Shock
No more Time
To Cry
Anger
And Fury
Inside
after
Lies
But I will
Fight
For Freedom
Or else
I will Die
Kait King 8th of January 2022
I don’t believe I am alone in thinking this – that some have buried their heads in the sand and choose not to face the demons. I do believe we need to stop sleep-walking and start uniting. Unity is the only way we are going to move forward.
It seems to me, that the majority of the governments and their media monsters, are corrupt and need to be removed. Completely restructured – no person awake to what is really going on is going to want to leave any of those governmental people in place – I’m sure!
Now, I’m talking globally above and I come from New Zealand, so looking a little closer at NZ ’cause it’s what I know and what I’m living right now.
It’s been flabbergasting, our poor country has been literally burned to the ground by our finally, thank Dog, soon to be ex-prime minister, Jacinda Ardern. No one in the history of this country has so divided its people, twisted the law of man and land, lied about so many unfinished – never intended projects, decimated the economy, separated friends and families under mandates, stolen final moments for loved ones, lockdowns causing unprecedented suicides, joblessness, mortgagee sales – it is just endless.
The filthy World Economic Forum baby, Jacinda, steps down officially tomorrow – the 7th of February 2023. I’d love to cheer and celebrate. But her clodhopper flat heels have been filled by the so quaintly coined, by the incredible comedy journo Derty Sesh, “Chris Bitchkins” – the PM’s understudy, Hipkins. He and Jacinda go way back. University days back. WEF Young Global darlings days back…
So nothing has changed. The parties haven’t changed. The bullshit being spun hasn’t changed. The childish squabbling, the virtue signaling, the Elite, the lies – none of this is what I want to carry on with. Heading towards 15 or 20 minute cities, social credit scores, lockdowns, bugs for food, natural vitamins and remedies restricted, mandates and more slavery. Assigning slavery to our children, our grandchildren and our great grandchildren and so on.
I know my ancestors blood wasn’t spilled in vain when they fought for freedom, for my freedom. I will not just hand that freedom over to be even further enslaved or controlled altogether.
Ultimately there are more of us than them….
Okay, so we’ve had horrendous flooding here. There’s been death and destruction. People and landscapes have been changed forever. A long recovery stretches ahead but as a Kiwi, I know we’ll band together as we do and pull it together. That’s one of the things I love about my country.
But the weather, not so much! We get a lot of rain on average and although you have a gap of blue skies, somewhere, on most days, it still seems to rain a shit tonne. But after this never before seen deluge we’ve experienced, I shall have to find something else to whinge about.
But it does make me wonder about CERN and HAARP and cloud-seeding. Practiced by China, South Africa and Australia as far as I’m aware. There may be many countries messing with our global weather, trying to get their’s right!
What do you complain about the most?
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?
What is good about having a pet?
My little Schmoe is a rescue dog – he rescued me.
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