If I were at the Kennedy-De Niro presser on toxic vaccines yesterday, I would have read this

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If I were at the Kennedy-De Niro press conference on vaccines and toxic mercury yesterday, I would have read this—

By Jon Rappoport

Introductory remarks:

Members of the press, it’s an honor to be here among you today, especially since I’ve been told that, in this room, where press conferences are held often, people read poems. Is this not correct? I have also been told that journalists gobble up and spread far and wide these poems, and are overjoyed to hear them. No? Have I been misinformed? Well, regardless, I’m going to read a poem I wrote now, and I sincerely hope you listen to it; because it is listening to you:

Vaccine Woman

there was no way to deny it or get around it
her little boy started screaming after the shot
and then 2 days later
the world shut down

he sat in a corner
he lay in his bed
he didn’t speak

the doctor huffed and puffed and tap danced in back of his steady blank eyes
he assured her this had nothing to do with the shot
it was a predisposition or a genetic trait or a precondition

he smiled now and then
he said autism could have emerged on its own just after the shot was given
as if the universe rearranged itself
at that moment

she saw she was talking to a psychopath trained in the art of knowing everything there was to know
he had been a machine for a long long time

she went into the darkness and pleaded her case before a government committee
they sat like ancient high priests
and listened and glanced at documents
and when they had permitted her the allotted time they handed down their judgment:

no

she went home and took her boy in her arms
he was still
he didn’t look at her
he didn’t speak

she consulted a lawyer
who told her
the manufacturer was protected by an iron wall
they would continue to make the vaccine and sell it
and pocket billions

the long night was closing in
the storm was here
the silent boy was sitting in its eye

rage was burning in the middle of her chest

a rage the public would see as insanity

from their distance, the moon and the stars might know
what was going on
but people in their everyday straitjackets
would lash out at her
because they needed a target
they needed to ridicule a defector from their own slave-shuffle

they were “good,” they obeyed all the small print
they were neutered in their cores
paralytics

but she wields
the two-edged sword in the empire

that cuts away the web
and comes to the spider

no matter what defamation
the intermediary whores
lay at her door

lady liberty

liberty
from living death…

Vaccine Woman

She and her family are pre-civilization, civilization, and

Post-civilization

And she will go to the ends of the earth

To lay bare the innards of the crime

Her enemies will never know

What it means to have a mission that is eternal

But she knows

Vaccine Woman

Love in her breast is one answer

But justice is the other

She has a two-edged sword in the Empire

That cuts through the web

And comes to the spider

Vaccine Woman

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Vía Jon Rappoport’s Blog http://ift.tt/2kO1Hjn

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