by Ray Jason
Can we talk? Can I lay a little hard love on you? It is becoming absolutely vital for you to cast off the chains of Thanatophobia. That is the term used in psychology to describe excessive fear of death.
Ever since we humans evolved (some would argue that we “devolved”) from our mostly egalitarian Hunter/Gatherer lifestyle into Civilization, we have suffered under an endless parade of tyrants. The main weapon that they use to enslave us is the fear of Thanatos or Death.
“Toil in my fields,” they insist, “or you will have no bread for your table.” “Send your sons to fight my wars,” they command, “or you will be over-run by barbarians.”
It took several thousand years to finally destroy the dominant paradigm under which the rulers crushed the little people. This was achieved through The Rule of Law and through the concept of Self-Government via elected leaders.
Since the late 18th Century, when the United States led much of the world to a new dawn of liberty, several genocidal dictators still sought to strangle those hard-earned freedoms. Fortunately, the territories and populations that they overwhelmed were merely regional, and could be defeated by armed and courageous forces.
However, today’s control addicts, who I like to call our Malignant Overlords, seek GLOBAL dominance. And developments in Technology are giving them the tools to accomplish their hideous goals. They wish to transform us back into Neo-serfs; and this perverse desire seems both achievable and imminent.
To illustrate this, I will quote the revered Chinese philosopher, Lao Tzu, who counsels, “If you do not change direction, you may end up where you are heading.” Considering our current situation, this aphorism is both wise and deeply ironic.
That is because China is the undisputed world champion in suppressing its people. Their model, in which the Almighty State has complete power over every detail of a person’s life, is the same system that the M.O.s intend to establish worldwide.
They plan to achieve this through a digital currency that allows them to monitor and even shut down your bank account.
You will also be enslaved by a social credit score that will determine what activities you can enjoy based on how obedient and compliant you are to the commands of their global government.
You will be tracked and traced 24/7 either through your mandatory SmartPhone or an RFID chip under your skin. Their inescapable surveillance system will make Resistance nearly impossible (except for my Sea Gypsy Tribes.)
Their vaccine passports will extend their centuries- old divide and conquer strategy into an entirely new realm as they try to play off the vaccinated against the Pure Bloods.
It is all leading to a despicable and dystopian future where the average person will “own nothing and be happy” (or else be sent to a re-education camp.) The Malignant Overlords openly state this in their own promo materials.
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This glimpse at what I believe is the near future control grid that is being relentlessly woven around us, brings me back to the opening paragraph of this essay. What is their foundational control mechanism over Humanity? It is Thanatophobia or Fear of Death.
But I submit to you that if you investigate it a little more deeply, this terrifying menace is actually a paper tiger. Let’s start with the indisputable fact that the old “Why me?” complaint does not apply. That’s because nobody gets out alive. We will all go through it. And what about the pain element? My sense is that the best way to describe the reality of death is The Big Sleep. You are eternally unconscious and thus forever free of pain. As for possible agony that might precede death, for most people that is not likely due to modern medicine.
To summarize, dying is something we will all have to endure. Our departure will probably be painless. And we will feel nothing after death.So why do we allow the Malignant Overlords to terrify us and herd us like sheep with this over-exaggerated fear?
Since the Grim Reaper comes for us all, why not fight on our feet like free men, rather than tremble on our knees like slaves?
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May I add a corollary to the Rule that no one gets out of here alive… “I ain’t never seen a hearse with a luggage rack”- “King” George Strait.
Have you every faced and embraced Death?
I was two recent passing brushes with the Grim Reaper to share with TBP.
I was recently infected with, and afflicted by the flu-bug called Covid by some folks. It happened during a time when my immune system was significantly depleted by a lack of sleep and food, and excessive heat. It took several days for the most serious effects of the virus to surface and affect my body.
I have not, nor will I, under any circumstance, submit to the lethal injection known as the COVID vaccine jab. I believe this jab will lead to certain death, and will most likely afflict it victims very similarly to how I was sickened and have recovered with now natural immunity.
It has been both troublesome and pernicious to recover from, as any weaponized flu virus would most likely wont to be, nor am I fully 100% recovered. Perhaps I never will be, but life does go on, and I am still breathing, for which I’m grateful.
My overall health, and lung function was seriously and dramatically taxed by the effects of the virus.
The virus, of course, is designed, after all, to significantly weaken you, the victim, and kill you if your body, if it lacks the resources to recover.
There was at least two instances during my illness where I was certain I would die as a direct result of the symptoms caused by my affliction.
In the first instance of facing death, at about day 7 of my infection, I literally felt as if I could not catch my breath, no matter what I did. Nor did I seem to draw enough oxygen in each breath deeply enough to sustain the life in my body.
My first reactions, despite facing death multiple times previously, were surprisingly and seemingly very out of sorts, for what I expected it would be, once death was right by my side and embraced me.
What I felt and how I handled the seeming assuredness and tangible reality of death, (when it was happening to me, in the right now), is what changed for how I expected that imminent death would make me feel and what reactions I would exhibit.
I panicked, despite my best attempts not too, since it felt I was literally at the end of my rope, physically. And it is a well known fact, that just panic, alone, is a efficient killer, all by its lonesome self.
In my desperation, I imagined how the family and friends whom I loved and cared for would be devastated by my death. I was driven also by thoughts of those who depended upon me financially and emotionally, and how they would cope with those traumas associated with my passing. Would they be influenced to get the “jab”, because of what happened to me? which would sentence them to certain death, in my opinion.
And so I fought harder to breath, which weakened me more, and created a vicious circle, until it resulted in a state that left me totally exhausted by the end of my ordeal.
Not until all of my energy and life force was completely and totally spent, did I surrender to my fate, and definitely not because I wanted to.
But it was only because I literally had no energy or capability left to continue performing the most basic function life required and entailed, simply breathing, in and out.
I passed into what can only be described a state of minimally conscious suspended awareness.
At that point, my body’s autonomous nervous system took over, and slowly and surely, ensured that my weakened and exhausted frame got just enough oxygen to continue surviving.
I had started taking ivermectin that day, just a few hours earlier, but the beneficial effects of the drug had not quite taken ahold of my body’s infection. It was the paste kind, like what horses receive, and it enabled the most miraculous recovery for my body. Fortunately, I had located a source for Ivermectin prior to my condition worsening and obtained some.
Over the next 48 hours, regular doses of ivermectin, zinc, and echinacea caused a significant improvement in my breathing and energy levels.
This improvement prevented me from taking an ambulance ride to an emergency room, which most likely have seen me put on a ventilator, which almost always leads to death. I finished one five day course of ivermectin and believed it would be enough to resolve the infection. But, unfortunately, it was not the case. I avoided the doctor and hospital, as modern medicine has become an extended political apparatchik of our common (((enemy))), with medicines’ refusal to incorporate effective treatment protocols, since I believe their entire marching orders from (((TPTB))) are to get the entire general population stabbed with the lethal injection jab. This is an ongoing reality for anyone in Western Civilization today.
The second instance of facing death occurred ten days later. My condition took a turn for the worse as the virus regained a significant foothold in my body. I experienced the same chain of events leading to breathing problems and the feeling of imminent death.
But where before there was panic, fear and struggle, now I felt a degree of relief, although I did not embrace nor welcome my fate, and had a degree of resignation to my eventual fate of Death. Whether it was now, or 50 or 60 years hence, Death will and would come for me, regardless, as it does for all of us.
I made the opportunity to speak to family and friends and
concluded as many loose ends as possible, and realized
I could only do so much to help them.
A coward dies a thousand deaths, and a brave man dies only once.
And once is enough.
However, a second full course of ivermectin, and additional vitamins and supplements, enabled my body to make a fuller and more robust recovery. Although I am not completely healed, and my lungs still have issues, if needed, I will gladly perform another round of ivermectin if it is warranted.
I’ve noticed I’m not as mentally sharp as before my illness, but also that I have a reinvigorated appreciation for lifes little pleasures, of which each day is full of for the observating. I am now driven to improve my overall health, as it literally a matter of life and death, by losing weight, and lowering my blood pressure.
Remember, per the “authoritahs”, annually, the “regular” flu kills 80,000 to 120,000 people in the USA. At least it did so, until the fall of 2019, up through until today and ongoing, since the flu is literally now “eradicated and is mysteriously absent” from sickening anyone for almost the last two years. Hmmmm
I didn’t believe, until I was elderly, that I would have been part of those 120,000 annual deaths, under ordinary flu conditions. But when biological warfare is unleashed within and on population of the US, by elements of the Deep State, in conjunction with rising enemies of the US, such the Chinese Communist Party, all bets are off.
Please, please, please- prepare yourself for the increasing levels of hostilities that I am certain we are going to be experiencing in the near future.
If you value the lives of your loved ones and friends, and the sacrifices and hard work of your ancestors, grandparents, parents, and siblings to get you to where you are today, buck up and buckle down. Begin by educating yourself for what you can do head off and try and prevent this ongoing disaster we are experiencing right now that our government is forcing on us today. Prepare to be the “gray man” and what that entails.
YMMV, and Godspeed on your journey.
Except a man be born again he cannot see the kingdom of God. Without faith in the blood sacrifice of Jesus Christ you will never see the gates of heaven. What shall a man give for his soul? What shall it profit a man if he gain the whole world an lose his own soul. Jesus is the answer to defeat death.
You might benefit from taking some ivermectin prophylactically for a few months (or perhaps longer). I was astounded as to how quickly it worked for me, with no ensuing troubles. I however was never as ill as you became. Whatever this thing is, it may have damaged your body long term. Getting ahead of it and staying there may be the key for you!
Your experience is well documented here and I hope Admin or another poster elevates this somehow, even if they simply include a blurb about ivermectin’s use.
My husband and I used the horse paste too, although I also have the topical ivermectin I use on my animals and husband’s feet now.
Thanks for taking the time to share the step by step. I may give my husband another dose or two to get rid of his residual sinus drainage. It is driving me nuts. Well, more nuts than normal.
Again, the problem lies at the feet of the oppressed. It was the desire to remove themselves from honest labor, from hard work, from responsibility, from self-reliance. To take the easiest course, the path of least resistance is the mantra of the last century and the result is, of course, the lowest form of life imaginable; self-imposed servitude.
Dependency on others to feed you. Reliance on others to tell you what you may think, what you can say. The submission to the orders and directives of others in order to keep the treats flowing. Once people removed themselves from the central activities of life itself- the production of food and the responsibility of raising a family- the divorce from reality was completed. A person who has never planted a seed then plucked the vegetable from the vine has no real understanding of where his nourishment comes from. A person who has never slaughtered and butchered a chicken or a lamb cannot possibly fathom what death means and what its value it to our survival.
These are not merely men without chests, but disembodied souls.
Mornin’ HSF,
Couldn’t agree more. That is one of the reasons that I like the Sea Gypsy life. You have to learn the survival skills and embrace the effort and dangers involved. I often ponder where and when my Wandering Soul might have been most synchronous with the zeitgeist, and I suspect that it would have been in the America of Thoreau, Emerson and Whitman. Enjoy your wood fires up there. I have a sweet little wood burner aboard AVENTURA that I sometimes fire up just for the charm of it.
Not the long sleep.
It’s the eternal awake.
Reality may be about to give them a major slap in the face.
For us survivors, if this comes true, we need to think about major loss of family and body disposal. No time for fearing death. There will be total collapse. The blue cities will be major biohazards for a couple years after it’s over.
Seriously, I was an EMT/Paramedic a very long time ago when I was a young man. Facing death and dying nearly every day grew me up quite a bit. I never realized how much until my grandfather died. My mother was freaked out, while I just accepted it was his time. Now my mother is old and near end of life. Bitter, afraid, not at all at peace with the reality of what is coming. Trying to help her face things, but it’s not going well. She never lived life, so she can’t face death. That was her choice her entire life. I pity her and I’m blessed I’m not like her. My father is in his mid-80’s and is quite at peace with the knowledge he is at end of life. He grew up on a farm, so he knows the natural reality. He lives life to the fullest each and every day knowing full well someday soon he will pass on. They are divorced and it’s quite stark to see how they both handle end of life.
The main thing I’ve learned is people who have unresolved issues, such as regrets in life or not living life, fear death the most. They always felt they had time and now they don’t. Those who do not fear death are at peace with themselves. No regrets, though they have made mistakes in life like we all do, and they lived life to the fullest. They (and God) have forgiven themselves for past sins and are at peace. Death is welcomed by them as the newest adventure to an unknown place. They truly understand our time here is temporary. They know we were never meant to stay.
About half of my extended family, including my children have the clot shot, so I expect them to be gone in a few short years. I choose to enjoy them now and will mourn later when they are gone. No sense mourning now is there? They made their choice and it’s terminal in my opinion. So I treasure the time I have left with them. Who knows? I could easily die before them. heart attack, car wreck, etc. There are no guarantees are there? What counts is what we do today for God, ourselves, and our family.
We all die. As said by other commenters, none of us get out alive.
I think it was Chief Seattle who said, “…there is no death; only a change of worlds.”
True.
True metrosexuals
EWS
and the age-old bargain between the small-parasites and the big-parasites: you peons seeking the easy way out , serve us overlords (primarily to fight, oppress, and plunder any free and self-reliant men) , and we in turn will free you from responsibility, from honest labor, from self-reliance, from accountability, etc. become slaves and we got you covered. of course we overlords can revise the terms of the agreement whenever we like, but only the suckers ever bought into the agreement anyway, and they were already known to be suckers. they sold their asses, and their souls, for a line of BS about some easy free shit.
anyone else of course gets conquered, destroyed, plundered, six ways from sunday, every chance the parasites got.
I always admired Bette Davis’s line about her own death. She called it ‘The Great Adventure’. What a healthy way to approach the inevitable.
My elderly mother lived with me for the last four years of her life. She stunned me when she said, “I’m looking forward to dying. It’s the one trip you take that you don’t have to pack for and you know how I hate to pack.” She left us four years ago and it was a privilege to see her off on her last great adventure. A note to Stucky: She drove me crazy but I miss her every day. Hang in there, Darlin’!
Have sat bedside with my great-grandmother, grandfather, grandmother and mother as they left this life. It was far more difficult for us than it was for them, but that was because we knew how much we’d miss them.
They were all good with it because they’d lived their lives fully.
I consider death the ultimate goal of all life, nothing scary about fulfilling your destiny.
Everyone wants to be there for the birthing, not so much the dying. Think of it like being born backwards. And YES, we’re all going to do it. It’s a blessing of our shared humanity.
Anyone not in Jesus by grace through faith should be terrified of death.
Like the Covidians 90+per cent of the population see no need for Jesus. The devil is really good at fooling the people. Mentioning His name brings ridicule, but for me, ridicule away. For I know in whom I have believed and am persuaded that He is able to keep that which I have committeded unto Him against that day.
I think people fool themselves
It’s not hard to fool yourself but the devil is more than willing to help you.
The mortality rate for humans remains at 100%
Unless the rapture comes first
EWS
I remember a high school chemistry teacher telling us the most poisonous substance on Earth was oxygen. Every creature that ever breathed it has died or is going to die.
This is why Afgans win every war.
The Big Sleep. You are eternally unconscious and thus forever free of pain.
This is a sentence worthy of consideration, does eternal unconscious imply we exist, or not? If we are unconscious, does eternal even apply? Is it just full stop, end of story?
I’m thinking it’s a polite way of saying “game over.”
The body dies. We transition to more Adventures In Learning. NOT unconscious, super conscious.
ALL TRUTH is only found in the Lord Jesus Christ. No other!
Eternal unconciousness DOES NOT EXIST. Your ever living soul and spirit exists eternally. You even get to choose where..
Heaven: Through trust in the blood sacrifice of Jesus on the cross and being born again.
Hell: Through the rejection or neglect of Jesus Christ.
When you don’t believe in God, death is a scary thing. that’s why it’s so easy to get people to voluntarily take an experimental, rushed to production with no liability to the makers, shot.
You can believe in anything and death still scary.
What is death? A scary mask. Take it off – see, it doesn’t bite. Eventually, body and soul will have to separate, just as they existed separately before we were born. So why be upset if it happens now? If it isn’t now, it’s later.
— Epictetus
The concept of hell is scarier than the concept of nothing at all. Unfortunately, many people are deceived and are heading there.
Hell is the grave, a resting place for your meat suit which you made threadbare. Food for worms.
Your spirit is the rest of you returning home. Yes, you will sleep during the trip. No worries.
https://godskingdom.org/studies/books/if-god-could-save-everyone-would-he/chapter-1-if-god-could-save-everyone-would-he
God saves the people who trust in the blood of His precious Son shed on the cross of Calvary to make an atonement for YOUR soul. There is NO other way…
And then, after centuries of Dark Tyranny, the Sea Gypsies re-established liberty and justice for all.
Sure… if it helps you to sleep.
Hi Aug,
There are about a dozen essays at my Blog carefully detailing my vision of The Sea Gypsy Tribe as a possible survival platform. Never once do I project it as a bravado sea-going cavalry coming to anyone’s rescue. Perhaps you might think of it as a sea-going Amish community of like-minded sailor folk with old-fashioned values and simple, minimalist technology.
I actually envy those capable of a sea-gypsy life, but I’m an arthritic septuagenarian, with little boat-handling nous.
My vaguely negative comment echoes the sentiment of those who say that leaving the USA represents flight from the most crucial confrontation of our time. I’m ambivalent about ‘abandoning’ the USA, for the usual reasons (family), but tell myself that even if I left the States, I could somehow make small contributions to the advancement of humane life, somewhere.
I’m probably being unfair and somewhat inaccurate, but the sea-gypsy life seems an awful lot like an extended vacation, rather than an attempt making anything better… other than one’s own life, over the short haul.
Best wishes to all.
Fear is a tool.
An effective one at that. Perfect love casts out all fear. That love only comes from the Lord Jesus Christ. I am His and He is mine. FOREVER
That’s what all this about. It always is. Fear of death.
As a Christian, there is major truth to that, but…you know.
In many ways young people who have had to deal with it are blessed, especially if they have people to help them see, but even if it takes years.
What to do if you find yourself stuck with no hope of rescue: Consider yourself lucky that life has been good to you so far. Alternatively, if life hasn’t been good to you so far, which given your present circumstances seems more likely, consider yourself lucky that it won’t be troubling you much longer.
Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy