Merry Christmas to all of you!

From me and Checkpoint :)

This is shamefully not my photo, but it is a photo of a set of decorations not too far from where I am sometimes. (Could I be more elusive?) Tomorrow is Christmas Day and I must admit, I am feeling the distance from family a little more this year. It’s probably got something to do with the psychopathic tyranny, isolation and segregation via psy-ops we’ve all been subjected to this year. Maybe. But this note isn’t about whining. It’s about love.

I know I wrote this recently, but it never hurts to express gratitude. I am so very grateful for all of you, and for all of the new friends I have made this year. What a trip it’s been, hey? Speaking for myself, just the other day, I had back-to-back calls with Senator Ron Johnson, a call/seminar with another great friend Robert Kennedy and a meeting with the effervescent Lieutenant Colonel David Redman and other Canadian superstars on our upcoming potential meeting with Doug-E Ford. That was just one day. I am not reporting on this to boast, on the contrary, I am reporting it to remember. One day I can look back and read this and remember the relevance and importance of these times and these unions. The integrity, charm, wit, character, stamina and general attitudes among these new friends is something to behold, and something to hold on to. These colleagues and collaborators, that I could have only dreamed of being lucky enough to bump into at a conference in the past, are now standing shoulder-to-shoulder with me, joined in this world quest for FREEDOM. As are all of you. The sages of sanity and sight. The warriors with wondrous wit. The team of totalitarian Terminators.

I think there is absolute beauty in all of this. Especially in the destruction. Like a phoenix from the flames. No need to explain.

There is so much wrong with human society. So much disconnection. So much sickness. So much illness. So much destruction of all living things, including our life-giving world. It needs to be rebuilt. We need to rebuild. We need to stop. We need to breathe. We need to reconnect. Ironically, not unlike the mantra of many psychotic, venomous, stupid, wailing banshees that haunt the living world - we need to BUILD BACK BEETTA. Yes, bitches, we do. But without shameless, gutless, brainless thugs and morons who think that biological systems grow exponentially. We can do this without you. If you wish tyrants, we can give you one of Elon’s spaceships and you can go live on Mars. Ok? Ba bye.

The beauty in their destructive plans and in all destructive things, are the sprouts of the new that arise - born from the seeds forged in the fires of the destruction. I don’t want to live in a post-apocalyptic dead world. But I would rather do that than be some slave to a ludicrous system built by people who don’t understand dynamical systems. Hahaha. I am such a nerd.

On this Christmas Eve of 2021, I bid you all a wonderful, warm, hug-filled, charming, laughter-filled and amazing Christmas day. Make sure you laugh a lot. They really, really hate that.

Here’s a funny video that y’all might appreciate. I don’t know why but I find it really cheerful. I think it’s the fake snow and the song. And… Oh. My.

Oh and if you want to fall down laughing, watch this one.

Update! I just received a really funny hit. My cuckolded husband is going to freak out. I love Substack.