I suppose it is democratic sir, in I stick things in you,
and you get to stick things in me.
As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
I can only speak for myself and my outlook from experience. I probably sound harsh about things, but I can only assess and come to logical conclusions based on my Christian life, experience and logic.
Yesterday one of my girl cousins who I am close to as she thinks like a Cherry, meaning I can say things like on this blog in the worst situations and she will understand exactly what I meant and not give me a shocked look.
Her brother who is one of my few, meaning two, male cousins I care about, was diagnosed a year ago with lymphoma, which he thought he got from Monsanto, as he is in the lawnmowing business. He took the vax and now has bladder and pancreas cancer. Lord willing this fine man, with the most darling daughter you could ever meet, is going to be dead.
I will forever remember him for repeating twice at my brother's funeral the event of castrating our horses as a child and almost throwing up. Yes that would horrify even some of my stick up the ass relatives, and I doubt at his funeral I could relate the same story, but that was him and I love him for it.
My Grandmother died of cancer. My Grandpa died of a heart attack. My other Grandpa died of a silent heart attack. My other Grandma died of a heart attack as she was a nutty Jehovah's Witness who ripped out her IV's and gave herself a heart attack when she broke her hip.
My dad had diabetes and other conditions brought on by gluttony. My mother died of a heart attack, she should have died from a broken hip years before. I was there with both of my parents when they died.
I have always figured that I would either work to Jesus return or I would die of a heart attack. I have concerns about my health, but I do not go to doctors, because I do not have insurance and I do not want to know what is wrong with me. I could not afford to fix it, and I sure as hell am not taking pills nor am I going to be a hostage to the health system. My outlook is that a heart attack would be the most humane and quickest way for me to go, if I am not chosen to work to Christ's return. It is in my history and I think of my neighbor killed by a bull, because he had a pacemaker put in, and started going senile and his son did not want him degrading and put into an old folks home as that would have been torture for him. I think a bull killing you is a bad way to go, but it got the job done, when he should have breathed his last in peace when his heart quit.
When you got the resources you get things fixed. Hardened arteries I was told is from the lack of Vitamin C over the years. The arteries crack and the body fixes them with calcium patches. They add up and eventually clog, and they are either reamed out, a stint put in or a by pass. In most cases it is through a vein in the neck and no big deal on the first two. No big deal.
As for things in the lungs. I do not want to know what the hell is in my lungs in all I have sucked in. I know from pleurisy brought on by a milk allergy that I have scar tissue as parts of my lungs exploded in being shut off. It hurt like hell, like knife in my lungs. When I got the Spanish Flu, this Wuhan shit, the inflammation gets in those parts and I think I am getting pneumonia. I recover and continue typing for a bunch of ingrates who live in luxury and hide under their portfolios thinking that is going to keep them safe.
Besides the stage theater of Nancy Pelosi in Formosa, all of us are on a time line for death. Yes most of us are going to die, and all of us will unless Jesus comes, the fact is for what is coming, there will be nuclear bombs in cities, there will be plagues, there will be stars falling from the skies. The majority of Americans are going to die. The majority of people are going to die in this world. So to sit around with wondering how I will die is not logical. It would be a joke to us if we sat around worrying about some medical thing if we knew we were going to die next month or next year. Just because you have some natural plugging in your veins does not mean it is going to kill you tomorrow, next year or ten years. Sure it will kill anyone eventually, but the eventually is the point. You had it last year and you did not worry about it, because you did not know a thing about it. Just because you know something is there does not mean anything except you know it is there.
I think of my brother and cuss him often. A few years ago I was talking about what was coming, and Mr. Whiner's reply was, "Well I want to do some hunting first before Jesus comes back". I looked at that asshole and thought often, "OK bright boy, you are not here to server yourself. You are here to serve God. You can hunt geese after Jesus comes back, so what makes you so special that your selfish lusts are going to delay Christ's return?"
God had a plan. He looked at my brother who took the vax so he could keep his position at work as that validation was more important than God working through him. Now he is dead for choosing that and not God like the unvaxed have. Souls are required.
I get up daily after praying for God to heal me. Heal me God and I will be healed. Save me God and I will be saved, and ignore what is going on, and get to work as that is what I'm here for. I'm not here to be mutzer. That is my German coming out and when I tell TL words like that, TL has no idea what the hell I'm talking about as there is no word in English for it or any other language. A mutzer is based on a baby, fussing for tit, digging for tit, whining, crying, complaining in the most annoying way. We all worry about what could be wrong with us, but being like my brother mutzin' around was damned annoying.
He chose his rich friends and I did not waste my time having to wipe his psychological ass in listening to his whining. I did more for him than his rich friends and still am. That is my character. He chose wrong.
I was telling TL that I thought it would liberating for my cousin to know he is dying. You could do the last things you want. You are free from the police state as the DOJ, FBI and IRS can't do a thing to you after you are dead. I have always said the dying is easy, the living is hard. The only decision I would have a tough time with is the morphine they give people for pain or to kill them now. I figure I am here for the experience to the end and I should be around for what God Wills to the end with as clear of head as I can be.
OK not much revelations in common sense. The Russians have that in YOU ARE BORN, YOU SUFFER, AND YOU DIE.
I did have a neighbor who was a good guy who said he always wanted to die in this sleep. That is exactly what he did. God is good in giving people what they want, even people who are assholes get good ends, like the mother, because I was the beneficiary of God removing her quickly.
I know people want to live. It is programmed in us or we would be wasting time plotting to die. My only goal is to see Jesus and be with Him. Then here am I all set as I am not coming back after I get out of this horrid existence. I don't want to be around people. Don't want to be in no 200 cube New Jerusalem. Just put me in some plain, with animals I have as pets an ate, an that is what I want is the solitude. I do not get any of that here and things tend to not be easy for me in anything.
It is just life. I exist in it and live it for God. The date is set for Christ or set for my exit. It is stupid to worry about that or how I get there as it is already mapped out. That frees me to go on an adventure each day. Teals going into a slough at dusk, a waxing moon, small things that matter to me which God gives while all the money people have gives them no peace.
Time to get into the next moment as it is coming for me.
Nuff Said
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