If we look at the covid cult trance as a massive, intricately designed global psy-op that those who were susceptible couldn’t avoid, then they certainly don’t owe me, or anyone, an apology. Instead we are grateful that, the covid theology now having been excised from their brains, they can now participate in The Great Awakening!

But if we ourselves — we call ourselves “purebloods” — have been accosted by others personally whose egos judged us unmercifully and out loud for not getting the vax, then yes, an apology would be in order, but only if it is authentic.

I look askance at the contorted way Scott Adams issued his apology, without calling it that, instead saying that the anti-vaxxers “won, and he “lost,” as if it was a battle between competing egos, or a zero sum game — and at some level, of course, it was! (And still is!)

 

On the other hand, I admire Dan Bongino who, way back in August, was the first public figure to admit he regretted taking the vax —

Dan Bongino: Getting Covid Vax Biggest Mistake of My Life

 

— and even now, on air, he recently mentioned that it is coursing through his body with unknown consequences.

How many people are enduring the same kind of personal recognition and regret?

 

Okay now, here’s the twist:

How many have transformed this recognition into the continuous daily practice of facing their own death?

In other words, this “waiting game” could be a spiritual practice. A profound spiritual practice. The ultimate spiritual practice.

The vaxxed who experience regret are poised to plunge into Mystery.

What is needed now, transformation — via personal, social and cultural acknowledgement of the debilitating Fear of death experienced by those who have been vaxxed, an archetypal Fear they would likely not be fortunate enough to feel, had they not succumbed to the covid cult, which weaponized F.E.A.R. (False Evidence Appearing Real) into a sludgehammer, over and over again, to batter the mind into submission.

This deeper, archetypal Fear,

that of Death and Dying,

with no viral intermediary,

is naked, raw, natural.

Plunge into it.

Allow it to take you over —

— over and over again.

 

— so that you may truly live,

so that you may truly cherish,

every single elongated moment

(as an embodied

 sovereign soul

on this beautiful planet Earth)

— gifting its vast, resonant,

exquisitely precious and irreplaceable —

Mystery.