🚨Mike Benz DIVES DEEP into how the Pentagon Created Lyme Disease 60 Years Ago in the SAME Lab as COVID:
— Benny Johnson (@bennyjohnson) March 20, 2025
“The military was funding the tick viruses in the same lab as COVID… It’s the same playbook.” pic.twitter.com/isFfDiec3H
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Where is the evidence of their game plan to give us their disease creations? And for the planned timelines for each of these things they have released upon us?
There HAS to be a plan written somewhere to be found. Even the cursed UN wrote everything down, from Agenda 20/30/50 to the UN Child Rights Treaty, which does away with parental rights. Our own National Resource Defense Preparedness Act clearly states how govco has given itself power to take over everything if they 'had' to.
Our govco planned and caused autism, ADD, ADHD, AIDS, umpteen others. We deserve the truth. We deserve justice.
Ghardisil causes something also, but I don't remember what it causes.
I have already lost one dearly beloved friend in 2020 who was forced to take the thing because she was a nurse. She was fighting cancer. Now, my very dearest friend who took the thing--- because her kids are libs and she was afraid she would not be able to see her grandkids------was today diagnosed with colon cancer.
They, our govco.INC, designed the covID thing to move into different areas in an individual body. It may be that nano is able to seek out weak sites within someone's body. They are sick bstrds. They must be found out and suffer for what they have done.
I remember especially, one autistic student in our design dept. College age. I remember him pounding his head with his fist. Daily. In utter desperation wanting to perform and learn. He had to be ordered to stop beating himself. Otherwise he couldn't stop. He could do basic work in the 1st design class but could not take a shape that he had designed and then create mathematical repetitions of his shape into 2-way and 4-way patterns. He always ended up pounding his head with his fist. Hard. I can still see the agony in his eyes from desperately wanting his brain to work. He made it through my class until the end and then failed because he couldn't use a ruler to correctly trim out his project. He left it on a drawing board upside down with a scribbled note that he couldn't do it. I couldn't read it, my Chair deciphered it. He had talent. God given talent. Instead, he was a prisoner inside his head, locked up.
I hate what they have done to us.
I pray for Scott that someday there will be a remedy, before it's too late.
And for my friend Lisa.