Letting go is not easy; I have to part way with my friend.

Many friends, acquaintances and families have taken the poisonous injections since two years ago. During the past year I have been helping some friends and villagers to recover from adverse effects of spike proteins, mRNA and other poisonous heavy metals inside the vaxx. On the whole the result has been very satisfying with people feeling much better.

But there is one person, my old friend, who has not been following in instructions on how to detox . The symptoms got much better six months ago. But complacency set in, and the person became lazy and just wanted to continue the bad habits. When fear of terrible death set in the mind, my friend would just ask for more help. So, I found out why new symptoms started to surface and the tendency was getting much worse. I was exasperated by my friend’s irresponsibility and the disregard of my instructions and warnings.

I don’t think I could save my friend’s life any more; I had done it twice. This time it went beyond human ability to salvage the damages done in two months of stupidity and wrongdoings. Time was running out but this time my friend had cut time making it shorter. The brain function has started to deteriorate rather subtly. My friend almost knocked a motor bike to the ground without realizing what had been done.

The lady biker was a strong and big person who normally traveled on big bike. That’s why she knew how to save herself from injury but the bike had a long dent. She followed my friend to our meeting place. I had to help with the negotiation as it looked very serious. In the end, a monetary compensation was agreed upon but I had to pay as my friend didn’t have the cash.

It seemed useless trying to trading with my friend about the effect of the vaxx on the brain. The right ear had become completely deaf. But we were able to stop the infection on the other ear. After an hour’s investigation, I realised that her brain has deteriorated further. My loud voice seemed like a whisper a cross the table. My friend still didn’t show any regret about the bike accident. It was as if I was talking to half-asleep person or a drunk person.

I had warned my friend to tie up lose ends several months ago and prepare for the case of becoming ill as bad as being bed ridden. But my words never sank in. So, I had to tell the truth: since it’s prion disease, the brain would suffer from mad cow disease symptoms. The infected person would have less than two years left. On this case, I told my friend that the memory would disappear. In six months’ time, my name and face wouldn’t ring a bell. My friend rarely read the information I forwarded several months ago. Escapism and ignoring the truth would be the downfall of my friend. No amount of money could save my friend from the inevitable sufferings next year.

Pride and money got in the way of recovery. I sent my friend to the best and most expensive alternative medicine hub, so complacency dropped in as money was no problem. The worst thing to me was the fact that my friend never regretted the wrong decision and never say ‘sorry’ or ‘repent’ for the stubbornness for wanting to prove me wrong. Her old school friend was a medical doctor whom my friend paid for a shortcut on the queuing system for taking the vaxx.

One thing always bothered me about my friend’s refusal to warn her half-brother not to take the vaxx. He died of heart attack after the third Moderna jab. My friend saw the video tape of the incident in the hotel lobby. We had more than six months for warning him; my friend always refused to warn him. Why? A life could have been saved; I found out that my friend had no compassion for other people, only polite social etiquettes. My feelings were shattered by gradual discovery about my friend’s mental and spiritual degradation. I told her to stop driving as accidents could happen at any time when the brain went into lethargic mode.

I think my words were meaningless to my friend nowadays. I challenged my friend to ask her doctor how long she had to live a normal life. People at that clinic knew about my psychic ability as I was in a private meeting with the director of the hub and been tested by their staff. They were all surprised with my ability to defy their routine procedures. This kind of game was quite easy to me. I could see sadness in the future and I had to let it be. Could it be my friend’s bad karma of not saving the brother’s life that created lots of obstacles along the way?


It’s hard to know what would happen and I couldn’t prevent the course of karmic forces. I just had to let go; I could see several other people and families who would not have happy endings next year. I didn’t seek psychic knowledge; it just popped up according to the flows of time. My close friends wanted me to make money from this ability long time ago. I couldn’t be happy knowing people’ future tragedies and sufferings! I should live in a cave from away from people!

Hope for the best.

Take care.