Love Thy Sheep

I certainly do understand that part of the agenda is to divide us. I hear this all of the time, “You are falling into the trap! Don’t let them divide us!” In a foundational way I do believe this is part of the nefarious plan—to divide us and get us to eat each other. When we stop loving, and can only spew hate and derision, then we are truly a culture that has fallen. However, I really don’t think that is what most shrews are doing. I feel the masked zombies are more likely to spew hate and wish that the unvaccinated would just die to assure their own bed and ventilator in the already over crowded hospitals. I have heard very few shrews blow their gasket toward sheep over any of this, very few, if any, spewing out bigotry and hate for what they consider to be the lowly vaccinated. This sort of ugliness seems to be almost exclusively coming from the other side—the sheep side.

Yeah, sure, shrews are angry. Most of us know that if the sheep all flipped then there would be a better chance that we, over here, would survive and flourish—all of us would (sheep AND shrew). We also are flabbergasted that those sheep we love are scrambling so fast to the cliff’s edge, all the while firing ugly missiles at us—in fact, it is more like they are walking backwards off the cliff, their eyes glued to all of us who are not anxious to fall to our deaths, literally or figuratively, with them.

I think if any one of our divided groups is creating and fuelling this rift it is they, the normies, the sheep. All our shrew chatter is intended to wake them up, to save them. We don’t want them hurt; I can’t say the same for their intentions. To be honest, I think they want us dead, or at least gone.