Oooh! What’s your go to? Asking for a … friend

It’s a cult, it’s literally using cult trapping tactics, that’s why people are so delusional. Knowing that, might help in how you approach, should you choose to try.

Look after yourself, too. It’s all a lot to take on, and they want everyone stuck in fight or flight, because it literally shuts down your critical thinking. The most empowering thing to do, right now, is beat their game against you, and find ways to bring yourself down out of fight or flight, after seeing the stuff going on, because your fight or flight can’t tell the difference between being there and watching a video. Complete the stress cycle after you see this stuff, hum, sing, dance or go for a walk, are some options.

Find ways to decompress. Maybe it’s going to get hard, having good strategies to help yourself cope, and learning tools and techniques to undo the damage seeing this does, is going to make this an easier ride. We can beat them. They know that. They are scared of us. We will get through this.

I can play quite a few. High proficiency at saxophone and clarinet. But i can pick up almost anything and do something with it. I can play a lot of stuff by ear, so lock me in a room for a day with almost any instrument I’d have a decent ability with it and a few songs for you.

That’s one of those things I’d do if I won the lotto, buy as many instruments as I could and build a music room, and recording studio, invite local bands and kids to record there for free.

Why would you buy carpet the same colour as your cat! You were asking for that problem. Entirely your own fault.

I gave birth to my middle baby, my eldest was 13 at the time. It’s one of my favourite years. Simpler time. We were still going to video stores to pick out movies and internet wasn’t much of a muchness yet.

You forgot film it yourself so everyone watching gets stuck in fight or flight and are so shut down they can’t figure out how to overthrow them.

There’s a monthly discount? I’m in an area where there’s no alternatives to the duopoly of evil, and I have kids with disabilities so I literally can’t get in store to shop. I’m not going to be able to avoid this. I’m annoyed.

All I do is make a list of my chosen products, in the apps, and shop the ones that are on special, only, and buy multiples to last while those products aren’t on special, I make a list, because then I just skip past everything, go straight to a simple list of everything I need. Having the list eliminates impulse buying, and has halved my grocery bill. I’m too susceptible to the mind tricks they employ to sell more to you than you need, if i go in, I’ll spend $100, every time.

The frequent urination as first signs, and the turning on food thing. You would think I would have noticed earlier I was pregnant, because of these signs, and the fact it was my 3rd pregnancy, (that I took to full term) but no, I didn’t notice I was pregnant with my last baby till I was nearly 3 months along. I was doing an electrotechnology course, though. That was intense! Oh the mad sleepiness!! You could just pass out anywhere, at first, you’re so dead tired. And then you get to the end and you can’t sleep, because nothing is comfortable. And you gotta get inventive!

What surprised me. With my first pregnancy, the hair that grew, a heap of body hair grew! All up my stomach. So weird. With every pregnancy I got a different craving. I wish I had researched birth a little more, for my first two pregnancies. I finally did for my third and it makes the process and the choices so much easier. Or that could have just been that I did my last pregnancy alone, without the violent abusive boyfriend, that made that last birth an absolute dream, him not beinginvolvedat all. Stress DEFINITELY effects you. I had an absolute horror birth for my middle baby, but I was terrorised by my ex, and I entirely attribute it to that.

For my second pregnancy, I wish I knew that excessive pain in joints isn’t normal and had said something to my midwife, I don’t know why I didn’t!

I had a ligament tearing pain at about 4 months odd, and I was freaking out a little, but apparently that’s common. I rushed myself to the hospital, which I still should have done, but I wish they’d just told me it could be a ligament, earlier, they just told me as I was being discharged.

I still to this day, when my youngest is 14 and my oldest is 31,I remember those first few days with them, as if it were yesterday. Actually I remember them better than yesterday. So magical.

The weird positions you need to sleep in, with some pregnancies, was trippy. I had this intricate system of pillows for my third pregnancy, to prop my top half up, but for my second I needed my legs elevated or I couldn’t sleep.

Omg. Magnesium! I had such mad muscle / leg cramps etc. I wish I had known Magnesium helps with that.

The extra volumes of blood thing surprised me, every time. It makes you feel super hot all the time. Or maybe that was just me, I run hot, anyway.

My belly button popped differently each time. I was super focused on that because I wanted to keep my belly button piercing. Which I did!

Pregnancy brain. Omfg. I went weirdly crazy about different things, each time. I refused to let anyone take my photo, for my last pregnancy. I don’t know why. It makes no sense to me now. I did a few little weird things like that. I wish I had kept a diary, I would find it hilarious, now.(laugh with myself, of course)

How receptive they are to sounds outside the womb, really surprised me. My little 3yo would talk to the baby in my stomach every day, and hug it. And then when she was born, I called my 3 yo so I could read him a story before he went to sleep, and I had him on speaker phone, and this tiny scrunchy little jellybean, froze, when she heard my 3yo speak, she froze in pure wonder and turned her eyes to the phone, these things squirm a lot ehen they’re free, this one in particular, squirmed a lot. She did not move, and she held her eyes directed towards the sound of my 3yos voice, super intently listening, it was unmistakable recognition. And the look on her tiny face, like she was star struck. She already loved her sibling.

The different shapes my belly contorted itself into, with every baby. Vastly different every time. My last baby was so different i was convinced it was a boy, but nope. Of course all the aunts and such hittingme with the old wives tales, didn’t help, lol. (My middle baby ended up being a surprise boy, after being afab, tho). My last pregnancy, biggest baby, my stomach was the hugest of the 3, but if you saw me from behind, you wouldn’t know i was pregnant, all in the front.

It’s a different ride, every time. I loved reading about each step as I got to them, for every baby.

Sorry I probably waffled a little there, and wandered off course, but I really enjoyed walking back through those memories, thanks for asking that question. If you have any questions or want someone to chat about, feel free to dm me, whenever. Pregnancy can be kinda scary, but you get to see how amazingly capable and tough you are, which you only get to see, when you go and do the big things. You got this. And it’s going to be an amazing ride.

Wow! Go you! That’s huge! Making big changes in your life can be super daunting, but exhilarating too, and an adventure, either way. What job type are you in that you’re changing from, and what type are you looking to move to? Don’t answer that if it’s too disclosing, of course.

Same.

On top of the suggestions to use baseball caps, medical face masks, big sunglasses or infrared blocking sunglasses, (while suggesting all the other anti surveillance stuff goes obsolete too quickly), I bet old school sweat bands would work a treat, added in the mix, too. You could pull them over your eye brows, even, or ears. Or headbands pulled down. If you just have to obscure enough of your face, with coverings, to reduce a match, as suggested.

Fuck YES! This one deserves a cricket cheer, if any of them do. How bloody awesome to see!

Or it could be cured, and Pickard just didn’t, as an absolute power move.

Aurikatarina, yeah?

Does anyone else get school yard vibes? It looks like he’s asking someone to pull his finger.

I live on a tiny island. I’m terrified.

Is anyone really surprised by his views and beliefs, considering where his money originally came from.

Absolutely, I wasn’t really putting forward commentary on “his” legitimacy or truth in retelling, I was more focusing on the fact that big corporations (that, as a sweeping generalisation are behind most of the world’s atrocities, currently) are trying to simultaneously give us bread and circuses to distract us, and take away our bread and circuses. Have you heard of the licensed critic? It’s when the “state” (usually the state responsible for whatever is happening) sanctions a “critic” to perform criticism of the current status quo that people are unhappy with, but within their boundaries and that criticism usually has no hope folded in to the end, to give the people a message to not try to rise up. Luigi, for instance, seems like a bit of a Robin hood (by legend, not the actual tale) they then make a “actually Robin Hood was the bad guy” movie. (I don’t debate it’s historical legitimacy) more that it seems like a very obvious “don’t get any ideas” by the powers that are currently trying to oppress us.

Is this so we don’t get any ideas? Turn Robin Hood into the bad guy. No, everyone, it’s bad to steal from the rich, oooh, look at this boogeyman to deter you! (Lol)

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