I get that feeling. I look at things this way: if I sit here and think that no justice will ever come, I will be so depressed that I see no reason to keep on going. If I have a sliver of hope, no matter how small, that's what I hold on to. If I die disappointed, so be it. Sadly it is out of my and everyone else's control.
Totally get this angle too. I just worry that too many of us are waiting for Superman instead of staring our gruesome reality in the face. Hope is a fantasy without a painfully honest and uncomfortable examination of where we really are.
They mean to kill us.
Kirsch, Malone, RFK Jr, et al. serve up the "baddies" to us on a silver platter and we cheer YAY! We did it!
...except that everything that allowed this monstrosity to happen remains intact.
I read a lot about near death experiences, and I have read some of the materialists who have theories as to why they are just neurochemical, or evolutionary, or fantastical, or like REM sleep, but I have found none of the debunkers convincing. And there are whole classes of phenomena reported anecdotally or in research in different domains, that NDE's must be perceived in the context of. (And this excludes religion and faith and those experiences, but which also belong in those classes) My point is that large numbers of people report a life review, in which they experience every harm they've inflicted on others from the point of view of the victim. They also report being surrounded in an ineffable love.
When I am most infuriated I imagine these perpetrators experiencing the life review. It isn't earthly justice, but it does sound like a kind of hell.
I get that feeling. I look at things this way: if I sit here and think that no justice will ever come, I will be so depressed that I see no reason to keep on going. If I have a sliver of hope, no matter how small, that's what I hold on to. If I die disappointed, so be it. Sadly it is out of my and everyone else's control.
Totally get this angle too. I just worry that too many of us are waiting for Superman instead of staring our gruesome reality in the face. Hope is a fantasy without a painfully honest and uncomfortable examination of where we really are.
They mean to kill us.
Kirsch, Malone, RFK Jr, et al. serve up the "baddies" to us on a silver platter and we cheer YAY! We did it!
...except that everything that allowed this monstrosity to happen remains intact.
YEP: "except that everything that allowed this monstrosity to happen remains intact". Yep, yep and yep.
I know they mean to kill us. I knew that when the scamdemic was announced in March of 2020. I intend to go down swinging.
I read a lot about near death experiences, and I have read some of the materialists who have theories as to why they are just neurochemical, or evolutionary, or fantastical, or like REM sleep, but I have found none of the debunkers convincing. And there are whole classes of phenomena reported anecdotally or in research in different domains, that NDE's must be perceived in the context of. (And this excludes religion and faith and those experiences, but which also belong in those classes) My point is that large numbers of people report a life review, in which they experience every harm they've inflicted on others from the point of view of the victim. They also report being surrounded in an ineffable love.
When I am most infuriated I imagine these perpetrators experiencing the life review. It isn't earthly justice, but it does sound like a kind of hell.