DO YOU KNOW HOW I DIED?
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August 2, 2016
Men in white coats, they come with an
air of authority. With scans in hand to tell you of your fate
----CANCER.
With a manner of compassion, they lean
forward and in a slow soft voice give your orders. You dare not
challenge them. Their wisdom they tell you is supreme, no other plan of
action is better.
Nurses follow their orders from white
coats and pretend to be your friend. They tell you to be a friend to
cancer. They lure you to the knife and poisons. Giving your hope when
the truth is --- their ways are false.
You succumb to the fake world of white
coats as they drug you into submission. Drunken from overindulgence of
false compassion, they hook you to tubes filled with poison they call
"the good stuff" and let it pour into your veins.
Oh, what wrong they do to humans, what
ungodly acts they do. And I was on to hold my arm out and let them have
their way with me. The knife came twice and then for good measure, they
burnt my cells. To this, they broke my heart.
And this is why I died.
I tried to flee their grip. Throwing
off the tangled tubes and pushing away the burning machine. To fields of
vegetables and herbs and orchards of fruit and berries, I sought the
healing powers they give. Balancing my body and treating the cancers as
my enemy, not a friend.
Doctors that shared my hate for my
enemy [cancer] delivered soothing therapies that did not hurt or burn.
They held no knives and used no poisons. Alternative Medicine what a
novelty.
No one told me about alternative
medicine. The white coats call it quackery. The white coats lie and tell
you your fate is sealed if you do not use their poisons. They keep you
tied to those tubes and burn you until nothing on earth can save you,
not even alternative medicine. That's how they broke my heart.
Nothing could save me but they cannot
stop my message. White coats love the money; they know no guilt. Using
knives and poisons and the burning machine they do not cure, they
pretend to treat until they kill.
Escape their treats; go to what heals.
It is where I should have gone before they broke my heart.
And that is how I died.
[words from Jesicha residing on the
other side]
These words have been given to my pen,
she often comes through with wisdom of clear truth. They know no hate
they give only pure truth. Jesicha is the founder of Jesicha's Hope and
it is her mission then and now to give to others wisdom to understand
the errors of earthly medicine in order to save lives. She wants others
not to suffer, to enjoy the good earth and love- always to love.
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