No, I haven’t been kidnapped in Mexico (nobody would take me for a ransom in their right mind even around here), and nobody has been targeting me directly, at least not any more than any of my readers are being targeted. With so many caretakers worldwide, I don’t need enemies.
Sorry to announce that my wife’s mom passed away a couple of days ago, and we are busy to make the necessary arrangements, which is not easy, considering that we cannot travel. She may have fallen victim to an injection she never admitted to taking, perhaps to some shedding, or any of the most common traditional forms of damaging human health. It was turbo cancer spiced up with some “blood clots,” ending in multiple organ failure. Blood transfusion with the wrong blood type during surgery or with blood from injected people are other options. Although the autopsy is still coming up, I don’t expect any results that would incriminate the rulers or the madical field.
Although I have a few articles up my sleeve, none of them is ready, so I’ll be scheduling to repost some of my previous ones that are still relevant, but I haven’t used in links in recent articles or, possibly ever.
Thank you for your understanding. Hope to get back to live publishing in a few days.
Take your time. Breathe. We're here for you when you return to Substack, Ray.
All the best to you and yours. Life is best lived one day at a time during these days and walks outside the house help.