In the beginning of March of 2020 when I saw the unprecedented level of fearmongering over Covid, I first thought it would pass. I’d seen manufactured hysteria before.
However, when Europe started shutting down bars and restaurants, I knew that was coming here. It did soon enough.
Frankly, this scared me.
No one in America had ever seen this before. No one knew how far the lockdowns would go. There were rumors of soldiers soon to be patrolling American streets so as to insure we stay inside our homes. There were rumors of societal collapse manifesting in several ways.
I would say the scariest part was seeing food disappear from store shelves like never before. This was real. I could see this unprecedented thing with my own eyes. No one knew how far this would go either.
Well, March became April; April became May; and May became June. There was no societal collapse. There was no currency collapse. There was food shortage. Life was going to go on.
However, I was never going to be the same.
Seeing how much everyone believed the hysteria, and locked themselves in their homes, and wore masks, and then zealously took experimental shots produced by literal criminal organizations, well, how could I be the same? How could I think life would ever be normal again? I couldn’t.
The evil ones tortured us by taking away certainty for the future. We all crave certainty. We must make plans. We must have things to look forward to. We must know how to budget our time, energy and money to optimize happiness. Without such, it can drive you to despair and insanity, and we still don’t know the psychological damage done to so many millions over the past two years.
We won’t know for only God knows how long. The fearmongering went on and on, and just when it seemed like the pushback against the Covid tyranny seemed unstoppable, Russian invades Ukraine. People’s attentions are now hyper-focused on wars and rumors and wars.
I certainly have my opinions about this war. Though I’ve never been in the military, I’m not stupid enough to think war is glorious. War is hell. It’s the most horrific circumstances inundating your senses. It’s beyond the ability of those who have never seen it to imagine it. It’s something I would never wish to experience. Thus, of course this war is a terrible, terrible thing.
Is Putin the bad guy? Is he trying to restore the old Soviet Union? Is he a psychopath who’s completely indifferent to threats of nuclear war? Well, that’s what the Western media is saying, and I don’t buy the words of liars who have lied with diabolical impunity my whole life.
Was Putin forced into a preemptive strike to prevent NATO troops amassing on the Russian border? Was this the final straw in a dangerous game of geopolitics which the West fomented? Honestly, I don’t think I’m wrong to be more inclined to believe this than the mainstream media’s version. I’ve seen so much psychopathology from the Western media and governments that I will never believe a word they say.
You shouldn’t either.
Lew Rockwell – among scores of other brave souls doing their parts to fight the information war against the West’s Ukraine War narrative – wrote an excellent article published today, Monday the 28th of February. You can read Keep US Out of War here. The most lucid words were:
“…The propagandists for brain-dead Biden like to say that Putin had Ukraine surrounded. But in fact, the US and its NATO satellites had Russia surrounded. In the years before the current crisis, we had ample opportunity to reach a compromise settlement. Instead, we kept the option of membership in NATO open to Ukraine and overthrew a Ukrainian President who was pro-Russian. “At the Kremlin last week,[in November 2021] Putin drew his red line:
‘‘The threat on our western borders is … rising, as we have said multiple times. … In our dialogue with the United States and its allies, we will insist on developing concrete agreements prohibiting any further eastward expansion of NATO and the placement there of weapons systems in the immediate vicinity of Russian territory.’
“That comes close to an ultimatum. And NATO Secretary General Jens Stoltenberg backhanded the President of Russia for issuing it:
‘It’s only Ukraine and 30 NATO allies that decide when Ukraine is ready to join NATO. … Russia has no veto, Russia has no say, and Russia has no right to establish a sphere of influence trying to control their neighbors.’”
“Putin is nobody’s fool, and he has decided to act decisively to free Russia from encirclement. Invasions kill people, and this is sad, but this is the way European power politics operates and has operated for hundreds of years...”
Again, I’m more inclined to believe this than the narrative provided by the evil mainstream media.
But my real point is from Matthew 24:6.
“And ye shall hear of wars and rumours of wars: see that ye be not troubled: for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet.”
As frightening and depressing as 2020 was for me, it did open my eyes to the fact that I have let go of so much. We all do.
We all order our lives. We pursue happiness. We think we’ve conquered the world. But the Lord giveth and taketh. All things happen according to his plan.
2020 taught me I have to let go of thinking that I’m in control of my own destiny. I have to let go of thinking this or that must happen to live a fulfilling life. I have to let go of the fear of feeling devastated if my dreams are destroyed.
How does one really do this? I don’t know. It won’t be easy.
None of this will be easy for anyone. Satan assures us of his presence. I mean, I can’t imagine how frightening this war, and rumors of other wars, are for people in Ukraine, in Russia, in Europe, and the whole world. I can’t.
But perhaps all this will go away. Perhaps I’ll laugh at a post like this someday. I hope so. But I don’t think I will. Evil has entrenched itself so deeply in the world.
Thus, my prayers will be for peace. My prayers will be for those who are scared. My prayers will be for a reawakening to the faith of our ancestors – to Jesus Christ.
My prayers will be that we all learn to let go, and not be troubled, regardless of what happens.