There is no bird flu, only propaganda, tyranny, and evil trying to convince you.
I posted a note about this recently… this is Henry in the photo with me. He’s one of my 5 roosters and a member of what I call my Bearded Roosketeers.
This past week, my dog mauled him, my favorite rooster, and I'm tending to his wounds. He's missing a large chunk of his neck down to the bone and has other severe wounds. We're on day 3 of healing and I've never been so happy to hear a rooster crow... in my kitchen, I definitely don't need the alarm clock while he's in the house.
While we witness the needless culling of birds due to a lie, to propaganda, I'm over here devoting my time and heart to the care of one.
It's hard to witness how far humanity has disconnected from our sentient animal friends.... how far they have fallen into the lies, comfort, and convenience of barbaric slaughter… without care, consciousness, intention, blessings…. without understanding our connection in the circle of life. Whether you eat meat or not, this isn’t about that, it’s about the treatment of animals as a product, a commodity…and in current times a scapegoat to elicit compliance with tyranny. When we do this to animals, we do it to each other.
Humans grow cold and selfish when inconvenienced…what’s in it for me or how fast can I get what I need drives the ego up and the heart out. The insatiable drive for more of everything as fast as possible will never quell the hole inside that can only be filled by facing reality, slowing down, and doing the work to find your own wholeness.
The media mad rush to spread the fear is so easy to do in times where a digital circuit is in the palm of our hands. It amazes me the inability to distinguish blatant propaganda. Humans no longer run from bears in a state of fight or flight, but live in an excitable state of nervous tension created by allowing attention to be stolen and beliefs molded by things that are not only not true, but not relevant to what’s right in front of us in our own lives.
The vets would have put Henry down, but so many times I've witnessed and helped an animal recover. A vet told me last summer one of my hens would probably die from Egg Yolk Peritonitis and she's now happy and healthier than ever. Yes, I had to drop everything for two weeks to care for her…I bathed her in a warm colloidal silver bath every day, I spent time with her, I helped her eat and drink, it was touch and go…and to see her thrive now, laying eggs and looking so healthy, it’s incredibly rewarding, meaningful, and beautiful.
Just like the scam of covid, hysteria reigns, and family and neighbors quickly let fear turn them against their own, turn them against themselves….and now with the bird flu mania the same fears induce similar reactions and unnecessary behaviors towards healthy birds.
Sanity has, indeed, flown the coop.
Why can’t people see the BLAME GAME. The controllers need the energy of beLIEf to keep the charade in play. It’s so easy to blame a bird or an invisible enemy…nature…to incite violence, division, and tyranny where the scramble of uncertainty overrides reason and the masses line up for the ready-made solution…a solution that always profits and usually harms the very people putting their faith in it.
Until humanity learns again to:
- Find inner peace amidst uncertainty and chaos
- Be inconvenienced and uncomfortable
- Reconnect with nature, including our own
- Slow Down and think, observe, respond - not react
…then humanity will continue to dish out cruelty under the label of civility on all fronts.
As I hold Henry the Rooster in my arms, I know that helping one bird matters, that every animal we can assist, love, and show compassion to (even my dog that doesn’t understand), then the faster we can return to a sovereign way of life where we stop blaming and start taking responsibility for our heartless demands, fears, and mistakes.
Courage isn’t always a roar, sometimes it’s a cluck or a purr…. It’s saying NO, I will not lose my connection to the lessons, responsibility, and blessings for AnimalKind, for in doing so we lose HumanKIND.
So please don’t fall for the bogus tests AGAIN or register your animals with a government entity that is seeking to control, scare, and harm…but please Do register your attention on doing the right thing, especially for animals and children who can’t speak for themselves.
We all know how inhumane the factory farming is…I think this Bird Fl(ew) Bullshit is the perfect opportunity for everyone to start their own backyard flock in an act of peaceful non-compliance, love for the birds, and greater self-sustainability.
Even if you don’t eat meat or eggs, having a few hens has many other benefits, one being fresh eggs for your other pets like cats and dogs (mine love it and it gives them lots of healthy nutrition that can’t be bought in a store).
I can’t deny that it sickens me to see that millions of birds are being culled for no reason other than fear mongering, control of the food supply and likely a push for another poison vaccine, but we’ve got to understand that our individual efforts to restore heart and soul to our interactions with nature, animals, and each other is vastly impactful and meaningful to the whole, for it is changing ourselves and how we show up in our own lives that changes the world, not putting faith in false authorities and entities “hungry” for power, making false promises, and commanding mass scale atrocities. As we’ve seen the past 5 years, culling and eugenics are intertwined as those dishing out those commands view humans as disposable, just like they do the birds…let us show them by our deeds how wrong they are.
Stone Bryson covers the hysteria here
Armageddon Prose covers the madness here
Put a little love in your heart…and coop.
Spread your wings and fly…away from the craziness.
Let your voice sing…and awaken to greater connection and compassion.
Be more like a bird, grow a pair…of wings…and wisdom.
To care for one is to care for many. Turn not away from reality but towards what is right in front of you today that you can impact for good.
From My Little Flock to Yours, with Love...and Happy Birds,
Angela
(prayers for my Henry please)
Thanx, Angela, for this, um, shot of sanity!
You are awesome