Tuesday, October 27, 2015

No Vaccine? No Food For You

The civil society was falling apart.  Me and a few others, family and a couple strangers hid out in a building of some kind.  Outside was danger, violence.

A plague of some kind had struck and the infected were turned into psychopathic killers.  The sickness not only affected their bodies with some rash and boils, but their minds became diseased and ugly as well.

We were laying low, inside this small office building, congregating toward the back closets and storerooms, while I ventured out at times to peak out the shutters.  Someone was trying to enter the back door from an alleyway there.  I fended her off, a lady, crazy-eyed and snarling.

Then, somehow a police officer broke in and ran down the hall at me.  We wrestled and I managed to dispatch him.  Knives were involved.

After a time, as we huddles and peered out the windows at the sporadic mayhem on the streets it was determined that we needed some supplies, some food.  I went out and found something like a rationing kiosk where there was a line of 4 or 5 people queuing up.  Not everyone was affected with the plague.

I noticed the band-aids on peoples' arms . . . where they had received the vaccine.  Our group was determined not to get the vaccine.  But when I stepped up to the proprietor manning the hut he asked to see my mark, my evidence of having received the shot.  I didn't have on and he refused to provide me any goods.

Next there was a scene shift and we were in something like an abandoned 4-story building, looking out the windows at the people below running the trash-strewn, dilapidated streets.  Mostly they all appeared to be the infected.

They were all headed in the same direction, to our west,,toward a foreboding, large, Soviet-style grey concrete complex.  A canal or river of sorts flowed by down below us, between our hideout and the imposing structure at which everyone was running.

Then, bodies--these same plague-addled victims started rising up out of the water in droves, men . . . and lots of women and children, in little groups and singly. . . . They sort of shot up from a prone position, out of the water and landed on the bank and then scrambled toward what seemed to be the headquarters--the large, tall, grey complex.  I somehow knew that a person or being was in there who was drawing everyone.  Many of them, as they rambled to the place, held out their arms in something like a sieg heil, Nazi salute.  They were ignoring us at this point as they seemed practically rabid and intent on making their way to the place where their leader was drawing them by some strange magnetic power. . . .

I then I woke up.  This was a dream I had night before last.

I don't doubt that at some point, when a plague of some kind is released and spreads that it will be required to get a vaccine . . . and that if you don't have the shot . . . you will not be able engage with the public or access goods and services. . . . Will the "vaccine" also contain nanotechnology that is able to control the mind?  I warned of such things about 9 years ago, referencing the cell towers and interface with HAARP and chemtrails . . . when I did some of my early shows with Zeph. . . . Now, it is becoming common knowledge that this is indeed a distinct possibility as the technology exists and "they" are indeed working to implement such things. . . .


"Some might have heard about Smart Dust; nanoparticles that can be employed as sensor networks for a range of security and environmental applications. Now, however, literal Smart Dust for the brain is being proposed as the next step toward establishing a brain-computer interface.
The system is officially called “neural dust” and works to “monitor the brain from the inside.” Inventors are attempting to overcome the hurdle of how to best implant sensors that can remain over the course of one’s life. Researchers at Berkeley Engineering believe they have found a novel way to achieve this:
This paper explores the fundamental system design trade-offs and ultimate size, power, and bandwidth scaling limits of neural recording systems. 
A network of tiny implantable sensors could function like an MRI inside the brain, recording data on nearby neurons and transmitting it back out. The smart dust particles would all contain an extremely small CMOS sensor capable of measuring electrical activity in nearby neurons. The researchers envision a piezoelectric material backing the CMOS capable of generating electrical signals from ultrasound waves. The process would also work in reverse, allowing the dust to beam data back via high-frequency sound waves. The neural dust would also be coated with polymer."


1 comment:

Mark said...

I will always give my creedence to God and his natural creation first and the maybe a little towards foolish man......it doesn't mean foolish man won't make attemps out of dsesporation to get something going for they know their on the way out!Pharo was warned over and over.

Did you see the first game of"the world" series where the primary power and back up power and went down. Fox sports had a unexplained" glitch" in foolish mans electronics or tech.I had quite a chuckle over this and know one was hurt......lol.

It was exactly these type of things I was being shown during the "pulsar star" download.For some its God messin around(warning)foolish man....and for some signs of the return of the holy spirit.

Watch for the "flipouts" & "technical glitches" and know his name is God!

Rev 22:15,16,17
Outside are the dogs and the sorcerers and the immoral persons and the murderers and the idolaters, and everyone who loves and practices lying. 16"I, Jesus, have sent My angel to testify to you these things for the churches. I am the root and the descendant of David, the bright morning star." 17The Spirit and the bride say, "Come." And let the one who hears say, "Come." And let the one who is thirsty come; let the one who wishes take the water of life without cost.

Brother Thomas ©2015

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