Astrologer, published author, conference presenter, world traveler, founder & editor of Crone Chronicles: A Journal of Conscious Aging (1989-2001) , and founding visionary of Green Acres Permaculture Village (2010 to present).
On January 26, I noticed, in a front page article in the local Herald-Times, which included info that Indiana Medicaid family caregiver costs, especially for disabled children, had quintupled since July 2020. I remember being startled, and wondered if anyone was going to take up this statistic as a possible (probable?) alarm bell for pediatric and adult disabilities stemming from covid, and especially the covid jab. Question: how many of these (newly?) disabled people were jabbed, and how many times jabbed?
So now, today, thank goodness, this subject has surged to the surface again, but this time only warranting a page 2 story in the print version of the H-T. Here it is, on-line. Still no connection to covid or the jab. Are we surprised?
This article included a twitter post that spells out the huge increase graphically.
FSSA sharing more details on the growth in cost and enrollment in its family caregiver program, which it's proposing cutting. These graphs go from July 2020 to Dec. 2023. The sharp increase in July 2023 coincides with a rate increase. Background: https://t.co/CDRTHy9S7v pic.twitter.com/mi2SzFAhTm
— Kayla Dwyer (@kayla_dwyer17) January 29, 2024
Rearing back to 40,000 foot view, this:
Let’s start to voice our astonishment at the timing of this sudden and unexpected quintuple surge in disabilities, shall we?
Let’s start to take back our individual sovereignty.
Let’s do that here, now, locally.
First, let’s just add to yesterday’s post, this:

Oh yeah, remember another young puppet . . .

And yeah, let’s MK Ultra Mind Control millions more young into puppets . . .

I’ve had this on my desktop forever.

That was remarkably precise and succinct. So is this:

Let’s put “it all” in perspective, starting with the covid con, no; starting with 911, no; starting with JFK assassination, no . . . Go back further, further, always further.

Then there’s the massive neocon war drums beating in the mideast, in Europe, add in Russia Russia Russia, Chyna/Taiwan . . .
You scared yet? Hell no! I don’t focus on “the news” anymore, except for local. And then I pay close attention.
Meanwhile, as for all the rest of it, all the false flags “they” try to jam down our throats to deflect, distract, confuse, gaslight, demoralize . . .
I just don’t give a fuck!
Yeah. Feels good. Lets off steam.


And yes, my fuck off attitude has strengthened to include this, looming in the near or far future.

And perhaps, even, started by AI.

Even so, all I can do is center myself,
— and balance —
body to mind,
mind to spirit,
spirit open to sky above
body grounded to earth below
mind taking it all in,
letting it all go,
over and over,
breathe in
breathe out
breathe in love
breathe out gratitude
for being actually invited,
during this extraordinary time,
to BE HERE NOW
when our fierce, furious, futile
private arguments
are mirrored
in everything, everywhere,
all at once.
”And you? My teacher looked up, his left eyebrow arched, pencil poised. 'I want to do a paper on the concept of time.’” I mumbled, timidly. 'Time?' He sniffed. “I wouldn’t touch the subject. Too difficult.” — AK, 1967
Ph.D. 83
Astrologer, published author, conference presenter, world traveler, founder & editor of Crone Chronicles: A Journal of Conscious Aging (1989-2001) , and founding visionary of Green Acres Permaculture Village (2010 to present).
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Yep! Totally agreed.