I had always thought I was immune from PTSD. Then, out of the blue, heart failure - the heart racing at more than twice its normal speed - and part of the cure for me was to realise my own trauma from the lockdowns, the long, long wait for promised justice and the ridicule and estrangement from those who thought I was crazy. So, Martin, I resonate very much with what you've written. Those raspberries won't taste properly sweet when until you see Tony Blair (and I see Jacinda Ardern) in their new orange jumpsuits.
Yep. Been there. My solution? Acceptance. Looking back, I should have died many times in my life (I did lots of stupid, risky stuff and walked away unscathed - I’m just clearing the 4th chronic illness the doctors said would kill me, etc.,) and I’ve concluded I was protected and preserved for some reason - I think by divine hands. The last five years or so have convinced me more than ever that I’m an immortal spirit in a temporary meat suit and that whilst my experiences result partly from free will I am also under divine control/guidance. So, what’s to worry about? Certainly not death. The suffering of others definitely and I do what I can to alleviate that but I now leave worrying about the big picture on God’s mighty shoulders. What will be will be and I shall accept whatever it is with a smile and a laugh. Earthquake in Kent? Well what a surprise! 😊 House burnt down? No more repainting required or grass to mow. Car run out of fuel in a crisis? Then I’ll walk or cycle in the sunshine as I enjoyed as a child. As for important soft fruits - I freeze’m. 😂
Paul, I totally agree with you about being protected. I moved to California around 1980 and had a great time there, but as the years went by, it got worse and worse. Finally, in 2010 I was forced by circumstances (God?) to move to Massachusetts and a much better situation. Then in 2019 I was forced by circumstances to move to Florida, one of the best places to be during Covid and the vaxxxation period. Watched over? Absolutely.
Oh the resonance! My unique issue is that I rescue special needs animals. I am continually seeking stability with them absent of medical crisis. I am constantly stocking up on all their meds and bandages and special food etc and have a complete meltdown every time a new issue arises afraid I will be caught out. I have taken care of these creatures for many years but my hysteria regarding their problems is just “wartime”. I haven’t spent a day away from them in over 5 years. Dear God I need this to end…
I can totally relate to the coping behaviors you have described, especially keeping my car gas tank more than half-full ! I also make sure I never run out of eggs!
Martin I feel your words describe my daily cognitive “tug of war.” Got my hair done Thursday and said to myself, at least I’ll have good hair for the next 3 months if all hell breaks loose!😳😂
Lt Colonel Bossi from Australia has just done a very fine rundown of how to deal with post traumatic stress, given especially for us truthers. It's at 1 hour, 29 minutes on
The middle ground (figuratively) is being eviscerated increasingly rapidly, in some places literally. Fence riding days of indifference are over. It is time now for the righteous ones (the ascending) to experience traversing the valley of the shadow of death (the evil) in complete safety. This, in these days, is the journey faith requires.
Feeling the weight of the lower energy densities, while frustrated with coping mechanisms inadequacies (I love me some fresh raspberries and blueberries too), I feel somewhat sympathetic to Cypher’s doubts (The Matrix movie) expressed when negotiating with the enemy to go back to blissful, but deadly, ignorance: “I've been thinking it ever since I got here: Why oh why didn't I take the BLUE pill?”
Thankfully I am red pilled, for which I’m especially grateful to Martin for his writings. As such, there is no going back. The only way is through.
Remember, it’s coldest, and darkest, before the dawn. This “travail of birth” will be rewarded with seemingly incomprehensible and unattainable joy.
Great essay--I find myself in similar shoes for some of the same reasons. I also view the supermarket as a place of poisons and tend to shop the edges (produce and meat and the tea aisle and that's about it). But I also get nervous when the food supply is down. We bought a cow because we were worried about skyrocketing beef prices, but also it is better meat, locally raised, organic, grass fed (you can actually taste grass, or at least I can). I usually have at least 4 pounds of butter and 24 eggs on hand. It seems like good sense to me!
O.K.!! Let's give him the raspberries!!! ;-) And.....let's not forget the people STILL living in tents in the mountains of NC!! They have clearly been forgotten & very little of the "promised help" has arrived. The churches pulling together forming a Relief Line of goods is what has kept so many alive!! Imagine trying to keep warm in subzero temps....in a TENT!!!
I had always thought I was immune from PTSD. Then, out of the blue, heart failure - the heart racing at more than twice its normal speed - and part of the cure for me was to realise my own trauma from the lockdowns, the long, long wait for promised justice and the ridicule and estrangement from those who thought I was crazy. So, Martin, I resonate very much with what you've written. Those raspberries won't taste properly sweet when until you see Tony Blair (and I see Jacinda Ardern) in their new orange jumpsuits.
Yep. Been there. My solution? Acceptance. Looking back, I should have died many times in my life (I did lots of stupid, risky stuff and walked away unscathed - I’m just clearing the 4th chronic illness the doctors said would kill me, etc.,) and I’ve concluded I was protected and preserved for some reason - I think by divine hands. The last five years or so have convinced me more than ever that I’m an immortal spirit in a temporary meat suit and that whilst my experiences result partly from free will I am also under divine control/guidance. So, what’s to worry about? Certainly not death. The suffering of others definitely and I do what I can to alleviate that but I now leave worrying about the big picture on God’s mighty shoulders. What will be will be and I shall accept whatever it is with a smile and a laugh. Earthquake in Kent? Well what a surprise! 😊 House burnt down? No more repainting required or grass to mow. Car run out of fuel in a crisis? Then I’ll walk or cycle in the sunshine as I enjoyed as a child. As for important soft fruits - I freeze’m. 😂
Paul, I totally agree with you about being protected. I moved to California around 1980 and had a great time there, but as the years went by, it got worse and worse. Finally, in 2010 I was forced by circumstances (God?) to move to Massachusetts and a much better situation. Then in 2019 I was forced by circumstances to move to Florida, one of the best places to be during Covid and the vaxxxation period. Watched over? Absolutely.
Oh the resonance! My unique issue is that I rescue special needs animals. I am continually seeking stability with them absent of medical crisis. I am constantly stocking up on all their meds and bandages and special food etc and have a complete meltdown every time a new issue arises afraid I will be caught out. I have taken care of these creatures for many years but my hysteria regarding their problems is just “wartime”. I haven’t spent a day away from them in over 5 years. Dear God I need this to end…
I can totally relate to the coping behaviors you have described, especially keeping my car gas tank more than half-full ! I also make sure I never run out of eggs!
Your essays are truly helping to keep us all sane, Fresh berries are a wonderful way to start another day as we move forward with great hope.
Martin I feel your words describe my daily cognitive “tug of war.” Got my hair done Thursday and said to myself, at least I’ll have good hair for the next 3 months if all hell breaks loose!😳😂
I've been getting "my last perm" for the previous 4 years!
Love it!!!!
Lt Colonel Bossi from Australia has just done a very fine rundown of how to deal with post traumatic stress, given especially for us truthers. It's at 1 hour, 29 minutes on
https://rumble.com/v65a8ys-geopolitics-in-the-storm-w-lieutenant-colonel-riccardo-bosi-of-australiaone.html
This is excellent! but then Ricardo is one of my favs.
Me too - for anyone who has time, that video is great on the current situation.
The middle ground (figuratively) is being eviscerated increasingly rapidly, in some places literally. Fence riding days of indifference are over. It is time now for the righteous ones (the ascending) to experience traversing the valley of the shadow of death (the evil) in complete safety. This, in these days, is the journey faith requires.
Feeling the weight of the lower energy densities, while frustrated with coping mechanisms inadequacies (I love me some fresh raspberries and blueberries too), I feel somewhat sympathetic to Cypher’s doubts (The Matrix movie) expressed when negotiating with the enemy to go back to blissful, but deadly, ignorance: “I've been thinking it ever since I got here: Why oh why didn't I take the BLUE pill?”
Thankfully I am red pilled, for which I’m especially grateful to Martin for his writings. As such, there is no going back. The only way is through.
Remember, it’s coldest, and darkest, before the dawn. This “travail of birth” will be rewarded with seemingly incomprehensible and unattainable joy.
I love you, Martin. Your writings are a beautiful escape and also a brutally honest dose of reality said so finely.
Great essay--I find myself in similar shoes for some of the same reasons. I also view the supermarket as a place of poisons and tend to shop the edges (produce and meat and the tea aisle and that's about it). But I also get nervous when the food supply is down. We bought a cow because we were worried about skyrocketing beef prices, but also it is better meat, locally raised, organic, grass fed (you can actually taste grass, or at least I can). I usually have at least 4 pounds of butter and 24 eggs on hand. It seems like good sense to me!
O.K.!! Let's give him the raspberries!!! ;-) And.....let's not forget the people STILL living in tents in the mountains of NC!! They have clearly been forgotten & very little of the "promised help" has arrived. The churches pulling together forming a Relief Line of goods is what has kept so many alive!! Imagine trying to keep warm in subzero temps....in a TENT!!!