Confiture

De ta confiture à ce cochon
J’en écris
Je pousse encore le bouchon
D’un cri

SOS d’un romantique
Tu vis mieux cet identique
Et je survis excentrique
Un petit peu nostalgique

Donner son miel à des ours
L’abeille le fait
Et elle ne regrette pas un pouce
En petite fée

Moi je doute avant que de donner
Et au final une calamité
Je suis si moyen qu’Alexandre
Est si lourd à prétendre

Alors « Tub » ce nom si punk
M’oblige un peu junk
A me coucher sur les radasses
Camées ou pétasses

C’est mon obole à des gogoles
Pendant ton vol avec ce drôle
Nos vies ratées sans ta conscience
Vers un regret de notre enfance

Ma confiture est étalée
Pour les cochons de lait
Tu en as eu trop cette fois
Tu vois, c’est ça la liberté

Puy l’Évêque, le 08/08/25, à 07H00

#Poésie #Poème

Trina Rose Ricketts

In 2008, I experienced a severe vaccine injury from the #Twinrix #jab and developed multiple autoimmune conditions as a result.

Over the next several years, I lost my hair twice having to shave my head, was in and out of hospital, underwent multiple surgeries and had years taken from my life and my children's lives, having a mother who could not care for them.

Desperate to heal and have my life back, I went down the proverbial rabbit hole, looking into vaccines. Upon doing my research, I learned, among other things, that every single vaccine lists every single autoimmune condition as a known side effect.

Shocked by what I learned because no doctor had ever warned me about the risks of vaccines, I began to share my research findings with the people in my life. I felt obligated to warn them. But most people reacted very strangely to my revelations.

I lost many friends and family over it, on socials and in real life. People couldn't accept that I was telling the truth, even though they could have done a little bit of research past the corrupt, pharma-owned govt propaganda on the internet and easily found out for themselves. For instance, they could have simply read the vaccine inserts.

But instead, they mocked me, tried to silence me, wrote me letters about how I was wrong and they could no longer have me in their lives, openly trashed me to our mutual friends and family, to name a few things I had thrown at me. I was uninvited to family dinners and some of my best friends suddenly rejected me. This, of course, impacted my children and even my parents and siblings.

I became known as an antivaxxer and people didn't want their kids around mine because I stopped allowing my children to be injected with the ingredients I had learned were in vaccines.

I was gaslighted and refused medical treatments for declining vaccines, and told that me and my children should be sent to an island or kicked in the face. All this happened long before covid.

I don't need to tell you that covid was my previous experience multiplied by 1000. It brought the beast out in people who saw me as the enemy. I wasn't the enemy, I was a survivor trying to warn others.

Now the truth is coming out that everything I shared since 2010 about vaccines is true. I learned the hard way because I didn't question them until the twinrix shot destroyed my large intestine. After years of chronic pain and disability, I'm now living with a permanent ostomy.

Obviously not everyone is disabled by a vaccine but their toxins accumulate in our bodies so that repeated jabs bring us closer to potential tragedy. I'm not telling you this to make you hate me but because I really freaking care.

The truth is coming out, not just about the #covid jab but about all the jabs, which have been incidentally classified as "unavoidably unsafe" since 1986, yet constantly touted in the media and doctors offices as safe and effective. Pure lies. It makes me sick.

I hope that those of you who, at one time or another, have metaphorically spit in my face, remember how you treated me, and probably others too, when the full truth is revealed and you can't bury your head in the sand anymore. This is why you should never express an opinion unless you've researched something deeply AND have lived experience. It requires both to become fully informed.

I may lose a few more friends and family because of this post. If you are angry reading this, ask yourself why. You probably wouldn't mind me having a different opinion than you about other pharmaceuticals, but with jabs, you feel irrationally compelled to lash out at me.

Don't let vaccines be your religion. Our health and our children deserve for us to question everything. Blind faith in an institution that profits off our pain isn't science. It's religion. Or as some might say, it's a false idol.

Don't take my word for it. Do your research. Google Children's Health Defense and CDC whistleblower Dr. William Thompson. Read the vaccine inserts that are on the CDC website. Watch Vaxxed and read Dissolving Illusions.

And maybe, eventually, you will apologize to the people you hissed at. The ones who were telling the truth all along. Once you've gotten over your anger for being betrayed, then it is time for us all to heal, our bodies and our relationships. I'm not the enemy, I'm a friend who isn't afraid to be hated.

#vaccinovigilance #pharmacovigilance #vaccins #vaccines #vaccination

Human minds, robotic hands

Video: 00:05:33

Last July, a team of robots explored a simulated martian landscape in Germany, guided by an astronaut aboard the International Space Station. This was the final session of the Surface Avatar experiment, a joint initiative between ESA and the German Aerospace Center (DLR) to investigate how astronauts can remotely control robotic teams.

This latest session took place at the DLR site in Oberpfaffenhofen and introduced new levels of autonomy, decision-making and realism, bringing Europe one step closer to seamless human-robot collaboration in space exploration.

#news #space #science #esa #europeanspaceagency
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