What the Hell Are They Putting in Our Food?

Perhaps it was something past 10 p.m. last evening before I had gotten to bed, my cellphone alarm set for 2 a.m. to get me up for my five-mile walk.

When that alarm sounded, it brought me from some sleep, and I was in no mood to be getting up. Nonetheless, I wasted no time doing so.

I was to discover that my youngest stepson was still up, but he was out of sight at his computer in the lads' den area. I am certain that I made my escape unnoticed.

After locking the front door, as I proceeded down the driveway I saw that it was 2:16 a.m. And I had weighed around 197/8 pounds fully clothed, if I am remembering correctly.

The night was relatively mild ─ an active person could have been comfortable enough without a jacket. The sky was only lightly clouded over.

When early into my walk I stopped at an elementary school playground for my usual six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups (three repetitions in the first set, and two in the others), I felt fairly strong despite only achieving what I managed.

I can recall nothing remarkable about the walk. It is rather pleasant hearing all of the distant frogs in the Green Timbers Urban Forest that bounds half of my walk. And although I did feel on the listless side, I did put in the usual three or so blocks of jogging.

Quite interesting to me while I was searching for that Green Timbers Urban Forest link, I came upon a photo in Wikipedia of what I had presumed was an errant boulder anytime I walked the trail that passes it by. The photo is here.

Evidently the boulder is more commonly described as being "erratic".

But this has scant to do with last night.

By the time I was back outside the locked front door, it was 4:08 a.m. My stepson had by then gone to bed, but his older brother evidently had a 6 a.m. start on his 12-hour shift, so he rose, readied, and left for work before I had yet returned to bed (I had shut myself into my bedroom to best ensure that he would not figure me to be up, for otherwise he might well leave without locking the front door).

It may have been approaching 5:30 a.m. by the time I did return to bed. And I was not abed for more than two hours ─ I sleep so poorly after these walks. My main motivating factor in rising, though, was that I correctly believed that I could hear my younger brother already watching T.V.

After I joined him, around 9 a.m. we were to watch one of Odessa Orlewicz's videos recorded yesterday. It was approximately 1½ hours in length: Interview- What The Hell Are They Putting In Our Food ? Part 1.

Everyone seems to be confused (including me) as to what they already ARE putting in some of our food, and what is coming SOON. B!ll Gayyyytes admits to the mRna agenda so no conspiracy theories here (unfortunately.) Researcher Christof Plothe from The World Council For Heath has done extensive research so he can let others know. I will ask him about brands, the organic question, and how to know or stay away from it. It is our DUTY to let our MP's/neighbours and government know that this is NOT OK.

The full video description at Rumble (see this link) is better cared for ─ that is, the various weblinks are 'live', and not just dead text like they are at Librti.com. Sure, it is relatively simple to just copy and paste the text of a URL, but often at Librti.com the URL address is abbreviated, and this renders the text practically useless.

I don't understand why they do that at their own website.

I want to say here that I very much like D.O. Cristoff Plothe ─ he seems to be a truly 'nice guy'.

There was a longer video that Odessa posted to Librti.com yesterday, but my brother and I will have to watch it tomorrow. This morning when he went to pick up his girlfriend Bev at 10 a.m. to drive her to work, he also took the time to visit a barber.

I sought a nap soon after my brother returned to his bedroom for further bed rest, and he had left for the day by the time I rose (which was around 1:30 p.m. at latest).

The day was flawlessly sunny, so I donned shorts and sat out in the backyard for my first full sunning session of the year. I was out there for over 1½ hours!

I am presently undergoing a Sabbath fast that commenced well before sunset yesterday, so I am feeling markedly hungry. Heck, even a black coffee would help ─ it would at least probably rid me of the general weakness I am feeling.

But there will be two cans of strong (8% alcohol) malt this evening, beginning around 9:50 p.m. And some food. So I am definitely looking forward to that break.

And some T.V. entertainment!