…or wear the mask or die…

So without any evidence that masks actually prevent disease transmission and no verified cases on our office campus, my employer required masks be worn at work. No exceptions.

This was announced Friday and masks were required on Monday.  They had to be snug without gaps.

I thought about it all weekend.  You might have guessed it with my posts.

As I reviewed other’s feelings about the masks, I came across a video of the spiritual war going on and how the masks are a important part of the occult worship.  I can only wonder at what — keeping your satanist beliefs hidden; or presenting a false face to the world; or denying your true self that God, the Creator, made, with your unique personality and beautiful soul; who knows?

With that in mind, I could not find any reason to wear the mask nor bend to my employer’s will. There is no reason to demand an employee wear one. None.

So I tendered my resignation.

It is interesting that they are so worried about people’s health and then allow heavy metals like mercury be dumped into the waterways or allow aerial chemical spraying over crops (which made me very ill for the months of July/August in Indiana); or GMO food that alters food so much that the body doesn’t recognize it and it causes inflammation, which causes illness.  Over time, inflammation will kill cells.  And then there was the firepower at Standing Rock, when we were trying to prevent the poisoning of water…

So, yeah, the concern for health is not genuine.  And the fact that they are paying hospitals $40,000 for every patient diagnosed with covid19  screams of driving up numbers to make it look like a lot more people have it than they do.

With all this in mind, I could not go along to get along.  It has grave consequences for me because once you don’t have a job the evil ones think they have the right to harass you even more.

As what happened today…when I left my room just to go see about trading some coins (not worth anything).  A man in a gray luxury car pulls next to me and stays steady with me as I go down the road, minding my own business.  The look on his face was not one I will forget soon.   I admit that I lost it after the stress of the last few days and said some choice words.  I have had enough of these criminals harassing me.

So that is a taste of what is to come.  Hunger Games.