Guest Post by Margaret Anna Alice
Below is a fun-size story I wrote a while back. Maybe I should have made it “In Two Years” given the pace at which the resetters are accelerating the controlled demolition of the world financial system, Old World Order, and moral fabric that once tethered humanity together. You and I are working hard to stop it, though, so I’m hoping we can write a happier ending to this prognostication before it comes true.
In five years, no one will remember natural immunity existed. They will call you an anti-vaxxer for whispering such a term while they stand in line for their 187th booster.
In five years, no one will remember where one person’s body ends and the body politic begins. They will call you selfish for thinking you have a right to decide how your body is handled and what transgresses the perimeters of your flesh.
In five years, no one will remember there was such a thing as privacy. They will call you a criminal for suggesting people should be permitted a quiet space away from the eyes of Big Mother, Big Tech, and your surveilling cohabitants.
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