The Covid Chronicles

In late 2019 / early 2020, a new contagion called Covid-19 emerged and spread all over the world. This was countered by lockdowns and new ‘vaccines’ which eliminated the threat. Or at least that’s what the majority of people believe…

But there were those who saw through the lies and called out what many have named The Scamdemic. Ordinary people who did not believe what the government and media were telling them and trusted their own research and gut instincts instead.

Here’s their story…

The Yorkshire Lady

I am writing this article so that future generations have the opportunity to see that their parents and grandparents did try to take a stand against the medical and political tyranny that began in 2020. 

Of course, this tyranny did not come out of the blue but had been planned and in the pipeline for decades. As a theologian, I have spent the last fifteen years studying the New World Order and in particular the destructive activities of the Papacy and the Vatican. 

I also want to document my actions during this time in the hope that when the next scamdemic comes along, the ways in which I personally resisted might give others some ideas of approaches to take. Or not to take. I didn’t always get it right. 

It would seem that Tedros and the World Health Organization now classify just about anything as a ‘health emergency’ and this includes so called ‘climate change’ and may well be used to justify another so called pandemic and further lockdowns in the future. Although the Pandemic Preparedness Treaty has not been signed this year, I believe that it will go ahead next year. 

When the lockdowns first came in Spring 2020, I knew from the beginning that it was a scamdemic and not a pandemic. As most people will remember, we had the most beautiful weather during this time. I made it my business to go out as much as possible to see what was going on. I was determined not to wear a mask, use hand sanitizer, to social distance or to stay shut up in my house. 

I noticed that 5G towers were going up everywhere, particularly in the centre of my town, near schools and along the coastal roads. I realized that they were being constructed at night because I never saw any of them going up during the daytime. Just this in itself made me realize that something was very wrong. I wrote in my diary that it seemed as if ‘the whole world was being dismantled.’ 

It took me a while to understand just how evil the agenda was for this New Normal and the Great Reset and to understand that we were fundamentally in a spiritual war and about to enter the fight of our lives. It was with terrible sadness that I realized that my local churches were in on the act and were now merging their Christian beliefs with the agenda of the Government. I crossed swords with two local vicars, horrible experiences which I will never forget. 

Once I did understand the horror of what was taking place, in particular the worldwide deliberate depopulation programme, I was determined to resist in every possible way. Firstly I went for long walks along the promenade, sometimes alone and sometimes with a trusted friend. 

During these walks, I chatted with as many people as possible to see if they had fallen for the scam. Many people had reached the conclusion that something was wrong but were unable to connect the dots. At every opportunity, I tried to sew a few seeds to help them along. Often there were police cars driving along the promenade, cameras everywhere and a feeling of being under surveillance the whole time. 

I noticed that many ambulances were driving down my road with their sirens blaring. I followed them to the promenade where they parked, the occupants often had a picnic and took photos of one another as if they were on holiday. On one occasion I approached the ambulance staff while they were still in the van and asked them what they were doing. They ignored me and drove off. It was difficult to question the medical services because they had all become heroes overnight. 

I could not believe that my neighbours were happy to stand outside their houses at 8 pm on a Thursday night, clapping for the NHS. I went out into the street and shouted: ‘Stop, you must stop, it’s a scam! ‘ My pleas were ignored. 

I also tried to talk to people while I was travelling by bus or waiting at the bus station. As the weeks and months went by I could see that people were becoming increasingly confused and even frightened. Often they were aggressive towards me. I learnt the hard way that I needed to try a much softer approach. I was also finding it hard to deal with my own anger and to fathom why it wasn’t as easy to wake people up as I thought it would be. 

I became exhausted trying to explain things to people, and it wasn’t until I received some leaflets (please see Tim’s video ‘Water off a Duck’s Back’) that I started to make some progress. 

To be continued in Article 2…

Malvern Man

MY JOURNEY IN THE SCAM-DEMIC

In 2020 the world went mad. Everybody experienced something. Everybody has a story to tell. Some people lived in bliss, enjoying the experience, sitting off in their back garden and getting paid for doing so. Paid for doing nothing. They could watch as much TV as they wanted, and drink as much wine as they could stomach. Others felt they were now living in a nightmare, a never-ending nightmare of oppression and being crushed in a vice-like grip of evil. I was in the latter category. It was horrible. And yet it became the best thing and most positive thing that ever happened to me: I found true freedom.

The following is my journey through the scam-demic. Not everybody’s going to like what they read from what I have to tell, but it is a true account of what happened to me. We all have our own story to tell from the scam-demic. This is mine.

At the very beginning, I knew something wasn’t right. It felt queer, odd, weird, call it what you want. I knew that what the government and the mainstream media was saying was nonsense. They were lying. Sometime later, a good friend I would meet through the scam-demic, a chap called Marty, answered my question of how some people could see what was going on while others couldn’t see. He said, we had discernment. Strange how people from different backgrounds, different parts of the country, indeed different parts of the world, with different life experiences and skills and different beliefs, had this discernment, while others closer to them and from the same background didn’t. Discernment was a mystery. As was the contradiction of the scam-demic. On one hand, I’d never felt fear like it. On the other hand, I’d never felt so fearless. It was the worst thing that ever happened to me, and yet the best thing that ever happened to me. It was like living in Paradox city. The true powers that be gaslit the world.

Unlike so many others I would meet along the way, whose marriages and relationships broke down because of the scam-demic, I was lucky because my wife had discernment too. If anything, our bond got stronger. No vice like grip and pressure would break it. However, for several months into 2020, I thought me, and my wife were the only normal people left in the UK. Of course, there were millions of other people like us, we just hadn’t met them yet. Apart from having just my wife fully onboard, I felt alone. Really alone. I was climbing the walls. I couldn’t believe people were falling for the lies of the scam-demic. I couldn’t understand how they couldn’t see what was going on.

Family and friends changed. People I’d known all my life were now people I never knew. People I never knew, would become like family and friends. The world was upside down. It was an ever-changing nightmare. But there was one thing for sure: whatever was written in people’s hearts was revealed to them and to the world. There is no getting away from that. There were those who performed in masque, and those who stayed true to themselves and didn’t dance to the tune of the scam-demic. Everyone got a glimpse of who they truly were. It was a revelation. A revealing of truth. How ever you responded in the scam-demic was at the very core of who you were deep down inside. We all revealed our true nature.

Initially, apart from the support of my wife, I think it was the feeling of this dark loneliness and upside-down perversion of reality that made me finally turn to the true light of the world – Jesus. My slow conversion to faith, built me up and gave me strength, and light. I become a believer. Something I once never had any interest in would become the only thing that made any sense. Faith and religion are two different things. When you understand that, you start to begin a one-to-one relationship with the Creator. It is the best thing that can happen to you. It will save your soul.

From the beginning of 2020, I nailed my colours to the mast. From the very start, I told everyone who had ears that it was all a scam. I never wore a face-nappy, I never did a PCR/LFT test, I defied the lockdowns, I went on seventeen demos throughout the land, I handed out the Light newspaper, flyers, plastered walls with stickers, done several yellow board events, and certainly never took the jib-jab. I played my part. I did what I could in the scam-demic, which was a war of attrition of the mind and the soul. Even now, some days I still have a feeling of shell shock and ask myself, “Did that really happen?” “Did people really react the way they did. People I knew. Friends, family, neighbours?”

The sad truth is, yes, they did. But we need to learn to live to forgive. That’s what my faith tells me to do. That doesn’t mean we have to forget. We can’t forget, but we can forgive. People made choices that affected us. They lost the plot – big time. We didn’t. We knew what was going on. We had discernment. We were the good guys, the real heroes of the scam-demic. We will never get a medal for the part we played in the scam-demic, and probably won’t get a true reckoning either. We certainly won’t have people standing on their doorstep giving us a one-minute round of applause. But we must take the positives of what we got from the scam-demic. As well as finding and connecting with some great people that I never knew before the scam-demic, and seeing how the real world is controlled, the biggest thing for me was finding true freedom in Jesus Christ. By grace alone, I was saved.

As for the victims of the scam-demic, people talk about the jib-jab injured, or the ones hypnotised and fooled by the bullshit. I think the real victims of the scam-demic are the people who had discernment to know that it was all a load of nonsense from the beginning. The ones who were persecuted and outcast by family, friends and society. They were the real victims. We were the victims. Sometimes victims need time to heal. Let the healing begin.

It's because of my faith, the faith found because of the scam-demic, that I can move on with my life and forgive the unforgivable. They will face their day of judgement. God will see to that. He promises us so. We can’t continue to hate those who didn’t have discernment, the foolish, the brainwashed, the hypnotised, because all we are doing is crucifying ourselves over and over again. We need to let the wounds heal. It’s time to find some faith and let the healing begin.

Peace

Mark

PS Whoever you where, who stood shoulder to shoulder with me during the scam-demic, thank you, I will never forget you and that’s why I’ve written these words.

(John 8:32) And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.

26/6/2024

A MINI TESTIMONY

When the world went to pot in 2020, when family, friends and everybody else lost their minds and were hypnotized by the lies coming from the mainstream media. I thought me and my wife Sarah were the only two sane people left in the UK. Then I met a diverse bunch of people who thought the same as us, and I realized we weren’t alone. We put our heads above the parapet and marched together against the lockdowns, the vaccine passports, the vaccine mandates, the lunacy of mask wearing, the lot. At that time the world was a very dark place.

It was like evil had revealed itself and it was never going to go away. I realized time was short, life was precious, and I began to believe that there must be a higher power. There had to be a higher power because the globalism of evil clutching the world was too intense. There must be a positive to this negative. I thought there must be more to life than this. That higher power was Jesus Christ. Since that time that I found faith, embraced it, and encouraged it to grow inside of me, and marched steadfast, I don’t believe life can ever get that dark again. Finding faith in Jesus has given me direction and hope for my future and mankind’s future. Jesus truly is the light of the world.

If you are still living in fear of the evil in the world, still living in darkness, you need to get light in your life. Jesus is the light; Jesus is the way.

(John 3:16) For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

Tim Bazley - Fair Play Now