Turbo Cancer: Day 127 - October 16, 2022
Turbo Cancer: Day 127 - October 16, 2022
A Quiet War
On this day, last year, my mom wrote:
Yesterday good. Kristi and I painted, which was fun. Did reading, exercise, took a walk around court- first time in a while.
Lumpy worse today. Every day a surprise. Nervous about surgery.
Be attentive. Stop your wandering. Your adversary longs for you to lower your guard.
At some point, in the midst of the chaos, my aunt Lenore asked me if I thought I was undergoing a spiritual attack.
I answered: “Yes.”
It felt as if I had been in a quiet war. There were no fighter jets, ground battles or carpet bombs. There were no tanks in the street. There were no soldiers or terrorists, brandishing weapons. There were no announcements in the news or headlines in the paper.
We were under attack - and the world was silent.
The battle was silent. It was internal. It was spiritual.
In case you hadn’t noticed, we are at the center of a Holy War.
During the pandemic, humanity was faced with a silent and invisible adversary. Had we not been told, by the media, of the existence of the virus, we would never have known it was there.
That is how disease is, I suppose. It can be lurking anywhere, any time, and we can’t see it. We are unaware of its existence, until we feel it. Disease and death can strike at any time. That is so scary.
And there are those who prey on fear.
My mom had been attentive. She had been a shining example of a healthy lifestyle. She had done everything within her power to have a healthy body, and a strong immune system. Rather than simply waiting for disease to arrive, she prepared for its arrival.
She had worn a pedometer since its advent. She had been through many different brands and styles before Fitbit flooded the market.
She was obsessive about her steps. She never sat still. She was constantly moving. She walked in circles, while she was cooking or washing the dishes. When she went shopping, she parked in the farthest spot from the entrance and did two laps around the store before putting groceries in her cart. She marched in place in the checkout line, happily announcing to the people around her: “I’ve got to get my steps in!”
And she went to the pool every day and swam laps. And she went to water aerobics. And she worked in her yard and tended to her garden. And she kept her house tidy.
And she ate an almost perfect combination of foods. She grew her own herbs and vegetables. She ate straight out of the garden. In addition, she ate small portions of lean meat, dairy and olive oil. She refused to taste processed foods and did not allow one grain of sugar to pass her lips.
My mom had been aware of the adversary that is disease, and she had lived her life attentively.
From my understanding, based on the research I have done, modern cancer is most often caused by man-made toxins. These are poisons that enter our body. They have the power to mutate cells. They have the power to lower our immunity. They make us vulnerable to disease.
In modern life, our body is constantly bombarded by toxins. We eat chemicals in place of food. We drink water laced with plastic. We breathe the fumes of traffic and industry. We are surrounded by carcinogens. The American lifestyle causes cancer. (Leading one to question the motives behind the promotion of such a lifestyle).
My mom knew all of that. Because of her knowledge, she intentionally adopted a practice that protected cellular health and strengthened the immune system.
She had been attentive. She had been aware of her adversary. She had had her guard up. How was it possible for her to have three types of cancer at one time? What had she missed?
When a society runs on fast food, pharmaceuticals and convenience, there are those who are willing to feed us poison, in exchange for money, influence and power. They are deceivers, who diligently work to convince us that what we know to be bad is good.
We are being deceived. Pharmaceutical companies are worth hundreds of billions of dollars. They have used their hundreds of billions to bribe, extort, purchase and control media outlets, Hollywood idols, and politicians.
My mom worked hard to protect her health, but she had missed something. The only logical explanation was that a sudden, toxic event had mutated her cells, and shut down her immune system.
My mom said: “Be attentive. Stop your wandering. Your adversary longs for you to lower your guard.”
But she had been attentive.
Still, something had gotten past her guard. Something had been let in.
She had been deceived, somewhere along the line.
We were all deceived.
And then we were instructed to turn on each other. The “vaxxed” were pitted against the “unvaxxed". While we were all busy yelling at each other, those who control the system were getting away with murder.
They are getting away with profit-driven genocide.
Until all eyes are opened, the silent battle will rage on.
Satan, the Great Deceiver, has since he was thrown out of heaven, not cared who or how he destroys all of God’s creation. Jesus Christ defeated him at the cross & by being raised from the dead by God, the Father.
In the meantime, we await the redemption of our bodies from this world gone depraved. We seek wisdom & redemption from above while we travel this sod. May God grant us understanding.
Romans 8:38,39
Kristi, I’ve come to believe that Satan targeted certain people through this great evil charade. My sister never got the vax, but she did get “COVID” in January 2022, went to a funeral at her church in mid May, that night after the funeral came down with a “stomach flu” which never went away, after 1 1/2 months of dickering around with her doctors was finally diagnosed with aggressive stage 4 ovarian cancer on July 4th 2022 and died on July 4 a year later. Her year of battling cancer was, like your mother’s situation, blocked by unscalable walls, closed doors , and terrible suffering at every turn. Like you, I took care of my sister during her battle.
We were under deep spiritual attack. You could feel it. I’m not sure why God allowed her to suffer and die in this way and to not win this battle. Maybe in eternity we’ll get the answer. But the grief and trauma of it do not go away. The medical system did not care.
My one regret is that we didn’t do more natural remedies and do them more aggressively— it was just so hard to find reliable info on natural cancer treatments— it felt like no-man’s land and without clear direction we were worried about causing harm— but looking back I don’t think any of the warnings about this supplement or that natural treatment making the cancer grow stronger were true at all. But, we just didn’t know. Now more groups like the FLCCC are starting to put together guidance on natural cancer protocols.
My one point of comfort is that my dear sister who served so many schoolchildren during her years as a teacher will never have to go through our horrible healthcare system again. Shortly before she died, while at one of her many doctors appointments, my sister looked at me and said, “As a teacher, I gave hope to so many kids who struggled and had no hope and yet here in the hospital, not one provider has been able to cheer me on or give me hope.” She wasn’t bragging. She was merely stating fact. And she was right.