Thoughts from a second Easter in lockdown
My unease for the future has grown considerably in recent weeks
On New Year’s Eve, when I sent a mass email to old friends and family announcing that I was starting a Substack, I warned everyone of my strongly held-opinions on a few topics — one of them my belief that lockdowns were hugely damaging. I still feel that way, but now I’m more concerned than ever that they serve a much darker purpose than I was willing to consider at first. That CDC video from last week really pushed me over the edge.
Obviously, I hope I’m wrong. But having a second Easter in lockdown makes me fear that we, the people, are being groomed en masse to accept this as a new reality. Thanks to the liars and unsophisticated propagandists, it’s becoming easier by the day to give mental space to thoughts of a sci-fi dystopian future where our overlords top up our “vaccines” and our bank accounts as we celebrate Easter 2027 under lockdown to save the grannies who died years ago.
Easter is an important holiday in Ireland/Northern Ireland, loaded with religious and political significance. And yesterday, contemplating how little power I have to change my outward reality, I began to countenance, for the first time in my life, fostering my inward, spiritual reality through active belief. Because that is really the only thing we can truly call our own. Maybe a higher power and the stories of faith, sacrifice, and rebirth are worth far, far more than us urban, educated sophisticates were willing to give them. Despite my earth-bound, materialist, extroverted nature, I wonder if the only way out of this is in.
Out here where I live, among the fields full of lambs and the roar of the wind off the Mountains of Mourne, it was mercifully easy yesterday to forget all my dystopian worries amid comforting reminders of the ancient.
Meanwhile, celebrities continue to hold award shows, fly around the world making movies and TV shows while us commoners are not allowed to go to the pub or a neighbouring county. And here in the UK the natives are getting restless. This weekend saw right-wing riots across Belfast and its environs and left-wing ones in cities across England.
So to distract myself from my fears for the future, I am daydreaming about the places I’d like to go when this is all over. (Deep breath when I say that.) Apart from visiting loved ones in places that I know well, some day I’d like to visit the following countries I’ve never been to before, all ancient places with earth soaked in blood and beauty:
Turkey
Iran
Israel
I would love to know the places you, dear readers, would like to go if and when we ever get free of this. Please let me know in the comments below.
If, like me, you are also suffering unease, I recommend this beautiful old folk song sung by the now old Steve Winwood, shared by a fellow member of the parents’ choir at my son’s Steiner School. The tune is the same as an old French Christmas song about Christ’s birth that we sing for the Christmas concert. Here, it is repurposed for Easter and Christ’s death and rebirth. What a message of redemption, renewal, love and hope.
Nature and the human spirit, both indomitable and ever-returning.
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That tune is infectious! And the narrative of rebirth and renewal is self-evidently true. Do not worry. There are green shoots popping up intellectually all over, if you just focus on them. There are so many young people who are rejecting the illogic, the lies, the hypocrisy, and the inhumanity of these tired old ideologies that have been threatening all the pro-human advances our societies have made thus far. They're bright, curious, intellectually humble, and energetic; and they can and have been able to distinguish wisdom from dross . . . like any death cult, the self-defeating and anti-human character of those who are pushing collectivist movements that aim to segregate us from our individual beings, as well as from each other, will burn themselves out.
Here is a gentle and patient conversation with one of those green shoots to help nurture the hope that you so eloquently recommend with your latest thoughts: https://youtu.be/j3nuTSMUK-8
You’re on the right track, DARPA is developing mobile CRISPR labs to produce “vaccines” in weeks, really psycho stuff. The answer is to turn internally, heal all your trauma and then become the example you want to be in the world..... Once the madness subsides I’m headed to Ponapei, check out the ancient stone temples and do some Spearfishing. In the mean time I’ll be building gardens and growing food, because there’s no reason to be dependent on the unhinged Animalia in the government and corporate world.