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Years ago, I started studying medicine only to realise that it was all about drugs and vaccines and certainly not about curing or healing. So I went into nursing so that I could be closer to what was going on only to find negligence and ignorance in the medical field. I even questioned a professor’s treatment but that was taboo and I w…
Years ago, I started studying medicine only to realise that it was all about drugs and vaccines and certainly not about curing or healing. So I went into nursing so that I could be closer to what was going on only to find negligence and ignorance in the medical field. I even questioned a professor’s treatment but that was taboo and I was told that he must know what he is doing despite the fact that I provided the medical books to prove that he was wrong. I was also asked to kill an old lady patient with an overdose, but I refused. When I had to assist a doctor with a lumbar puncture on a 6 year old boy, I was horrified that he would not only give the boy a local anaesthetic but that he punctured the boy 6 times and never found the correct location for the lumbar puncture – I had to leave to find someone else to assist this doctor because I felt quite sick as though I was in a medieval torture chamber. After this experience, I realised that medicine was not for me.
I worked for various companies in order to earn a living, always acquiring knowledge and observing, only to learn that the majority were corrupt or without scruples. Finally, having read books and articles from the past as to what was planned, I decided to leave my country and move to Europe. There, I eventually worked for the most corrupt of all. I created a website collecting all the information I could about the lies and what was happening in the world but I noticed that most people were not interested, in fact I even lost all my so-called friends. Eventually, I fell quite seriously ill due to my new neighbours’ WiFi and no doubt from previous vaccinations that I had had in the past, so I moved to Asia.
In Asia I helped a doctor on the streets and later as a volunteer to house abandoned old people and young girls/ladies in trouble. I saw the change in the country as it was catching up to what I had seen in the West so I moved further East only to find that, like a contagious disease, it spreads worldwide. Now I am further incapacitated with all the WiFi and mobile phones so I rarely go out. I spread the news when I can but people do not want to know, so the only consolation I have is to read the warrior articles and videos in the hope that it is not too late for something to be done.
A friend of mine says that I am like a bulldog and he doesn’t like me talking about what is going on and what has been planned – I get the impression that most people don’t care or are afraid to confront the issues outlined by the criminals. Now, I often give up hope although I will not rest until the fight is over.
Thank you Toby for giving me a chance to record my ideas and feelings on your substack, in many respects it is like vomiting all the words and experiences within me, past and present. As you can see, I too have migrated many times.
What a powerful story. Thank you for sharing it!!! 🙌
Wow, you have had a lifelong journey of learning and experience!