Don't we feel this march of pharmacy is all mumbo jumbo? My friend took his mother home to rescue her from hospital. Nurses came and were horrified to see the window open, and FRESH AIR coming in. "Don't you know that germs can come in any time and attack your mother!" How primitive! Better to keep them in the unhealthy sick houses with overheated dorms, no fresh air, and superbugs to keep them company ... where they don't wash their hands with soap and water, but rub some (dare I say harmful) chemical into the skin. Skin is porous.
I'm net even convinced about superbugs. If the body it detoxed, no 'opportunist' bacterium or virus can lay a deadly claim on it. I like that word 'opportunist'. Although it confers on those life forms more intelligence than they actually have, I do believe that they're ever-evolving: faster than drosophila fruit flies experimented on for a scientist's purpose.
But we're a stigmatised sub-culture at the moment. The ones that can see the coming health catastrophe that pharma is sadly foisting on us with its toxins.
Branded 'a dopey clique' with our sandwich boards proclaiming "the end is nigh", I believe that we're far more than that. We've seen through the meaning of the matrix, and taken the red pill of nature' own healing. It's taken her billions of years to get us this far.
Of course the scientist who believes only what he can see in his test tube thinks differently. In his book Sapiens, Noah Harari laughably writes about upgrading the DNA, in his belief that tinkering with it can improve the quality of human life.
Hamlet's "slings and arrows of outrageous fortune". Do I hear more alarm bells ring?
The battle with the coming scientific dictatorship will not be a pleasant one. I fear it's inescapably only just round the corner. We see it already in the States with its enforced childhood vaccination policy, where religious exemption is no longer tolerated.
Forewarned is forearmed.
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