You try to save millions of lives.

You get censored on every social media site.

You circumvent censorship, because you are a hero. You know you are right. So you fight back.

With every new identity by the dozens you persist in spreading the gospel of hidden scientific truth. To vanquish the falsely settled science that we were all told and forced to obey.

Everyone laughs at you as they report you to the authorities on every social media platform.

Every person that you genuinely try to save spits in your face. Brings out the pitch forks for all the sheeple. To publically burns you at the stake for daring to be a blasphemer of science.

Even though the evidence you provided was scientific, made by world renouned experts, and held unrelenting tenacious truth.

Yet like the Phoenix, you rise again from the ashes within moments. Flying off with fire in your spirit to save just one more life. Before you drift off to sleep to battle your nightmares.

To be vindicated years later. To know that I was right along gives me no solice. No peace of mind. I did what I did, because I saved countless unknown lives. Warning them from certain sickness and/or death by making people aware of the dangerous jabs.

I only wish I could have done more. I do know now I truly did my best. Far more than many. Not nearly enough by a long shot to save the world.

Now I want justice for the suffering millions.

More than ever I yearn for karma to unleash its hand upon all those responsible. For this hero now has other work to do now.

There are far more passionate people than I with a vested interest in revenge. That this old stoic does not. I am needed here, right now, on Nostr. There are more people I can save with wisdom. So this clown world can finally heal and become a better place for us all.