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Paris burns.

Drona prǎbușitǎ joi noapte la Galați este Geran-2, de proveniențǎ ruseascǎ. Aceasta este concluzia fǎrǎ dubiu a raportului tehnic finalizat de specialiștii statului român. Ancheta a stabilit acest lucru pe baza unui ansamblu consistent de probe tehnice. Pe fragmentele recuperate a fost identificată inscripția în caractere chirilice „ГЕРАН-2”, iar componentele electronice, sistemele de navigație, modulele de comandă, motorul și elementele constructive analizate prezintă similitudini până la identitate cu cele ale altor drone Geran-2 recuperate anterior pe teritoriul României și identificate cu certitudine ca fiind fabricate în Federația Rusă. Raportul arată, de asemenea, că marcajele de fabricație, inscripțiile tehnice, caracteristicile constructive și materialele utilizate urmează același proces tehnologic întâlnit la dronele Geran-2 analizate în ultimii ani. Analizele fizico-chimice au confirmat prezența acelorași tipuri de materiale și combustibili identificați în mod repetat la aparate din această serie. Pe baza tuturor acestor elemente, ancheta concluzionează fără echivoc că fragmentele recuperate la Galați provin de la o dronă Geran-2 de proveniență rusească. Faptul că un astfel de aparat a lovit un bloc de locuințe din România, provocând răniți și pagube materiale, este de o gravitate deosebită, iar singurul responsabil este Rusia. Siguranța cetățenilor români și integritatea teritoriului național sunt obligații fundamentale ale statului român și vor fi apărate cu toată fermitatea. Rezultatele acestei anchete vor fi comunicate aliaților noștri și structurilor competente din cadrul NATO și al Uniunii Europene. România va continua să acționeze împreună cu partenerii săi pentru consolidarea securității la frontiera estică a Alianței și pentru protejarea cetățenilor săi. România nu va ignora și nu va minimaliza niciun incident care pune în pericol viața cetățenilor săi, securitatea națională sau suveranitatea statului român.

For the last five years I have been fighting for my life after one Moderna COVID vaccine on July 21, 2021 triggered a cytokine storm and unleashed a rare neuromuscular disease plus multi-system damage that has left me 80% bedridden. Immediately after the vaccination I felt the poison in my body – and my life changed forever An ongoing thread journal of my vaccine injury.🧵 Three days after the shot I was in the ICU, then spent six brutal weeks in the ER and hospital. What followed has been a living nightmare no one should ever have to endure. I am now confined to my bedroom for over 23 months. I cannot work. I cannot drive. I cannot grocery shop. I cannot walk more than a quarter mile (most days far less). I have not left my house in three years. Eating takes an hour per meal because of severe dysphagia, constant choking sensation, esophagus and larynx spasms, jaw and face muscle wasting. Talking for more than a few minutes triggers chest tightness, breathing spasms, and stroke-like episodes. Breathing itself is compromised by a partially paralyzed diaphragm. Every single day, without exception, I endure: • Ischemic stroke-like attacks 2–4 times daily (esophageal/laryngeal spasms, hypercranial pressure, sinus swelling, occipital and trigeminal neuralgia that steal my breath) • Whole-body neuropathic pain, ribcage nerve pain, muscle spasms, TMJ lock, electrical shocks through the face and skull • Crushing mitochondrial/histamine-driven fatigue waves that force me horizontal within 2–3 hours of waking • Instability, muscle weakness, sensation of falling even when seated • Gut dysbiosis, vagus nerve dysfunction, food intolerances, and spontaneous disgorgement I was once an Art Director in the movie and gaming industry, traveling to over 100 countries, running and walking miles in nature, living at the absolute peak of my physical and professional life. That life ended the day I was vaccinated. I have seen over a dozen doctors. Most dismissed me as psychosomatic, paranoid schizophrenic, depressed, bipolar, or even “right-wing extremism.” One diagnosis I sued and won to get removed from my record. A lumbar puncture meant to help only made me dramatically worse. I have spent over $60,000 on every treatment the vaccine-injured community has tried, apheresis, NAD infusions, immune therapies, ozone therapy, Maraviroc, ivermectin, supplements. none gave meaningful lasting relief. I have been completely off all medications and centralized treatments for over two years. I became my own doctor. I turned to nature: sunlight (heliotherapy), grounding, circadian rhythm alignment, organic seasonal food, avoiding EMFs and artificial light. I study light biology, quantum medicine, psychology, and Scripture daily. My faith in God and the Christ within is what carries me when the body wants to quit. Yet every winter my symptoms surge. Every cold month feels like the disease is progressing. Doctors, government, friends, and even some family have walked away. I understand, no one wants to carry a burden like this. This is not a life. It is survival. But I am still here. Still hopeful. Still believing that healing is possible through God, nature, and the truth finally being told. I am one of the countless vaccine-injured who have been denied, dismissed, and abandoned by the very systems that told us it was safe. Our stories are real. Our suffering is real. The silence must end. I will keep speaking for every injured person who cannot. I will keep sharing the truth, the science, the faith, and the hope. because if we don’t, no one will. To every vaccine-injured warrior reading this: you are not alone. Your pain is not imaginary. Your fight matters. We see you. We stand with you. To everyone else: please listen. Please believe us. Please help us demand acknowledgment, proper study, real care, and justice. God is not finished with us yet. Better days are coming, for all of us. May God bless you. Peace be with you. 🙏

For the last 14 months, I've been confined to a world that's shrunk to the size of my bedroom, unable to walk far or venture out. My life has become a series of small, cautious steps just to keep my body from seizing up entirely. Life? That's a distant memory, even as a passenger; the road is no longer my path to explore. I'm haunted by my vaccine injury which causes episodes that mimic ischemic strokes—sudden, terrifying. My esophagus and larynx spasm, hypercranial tension, sinus swelling, occipital and trigeminal neuralgia stealing my breath away, forcing me to lie down and focus every ounce of my being on calming my body. This ordeal repeats 3-4 times daily, a relentless cycle. And that’s just a small portion of the symptomatic. Cant work anymore. Can’t do groceries, can’t go for walks longer than a quarter mile mostly less, can’t help my family and friends, can’t drive a car, I pretty much can’t do anything more. Eating is a battle due to the swallowing issues and massive muscular decline in my jaw and face muscles. Breathing is also a big issues due to my paralysed diaphragm. 2024 has been a brutal chapter, isolating me from both my life and society, all because of a vaccine injury. Yet, the story isn't over; we press on. Before this confinement, my life was a globe-trotting adventure, with over 100 countries stamped in my passport. Now, stepping outside my front door feels like a small victory, a moment to be grateful for. As we approach Christmas, I wish you warmth, joy, and the company of loved ones. May God be with you. In the depths of despair, there's always a flicker of light, a whisper of hope. I pray that 2025 brings an end to our suffering or ushers in a brighter future. It seems only God can save us now, as doctors, government, friends, and even family have drifted away, their concern fading. I understand their distance; being a burden is a role no one aspires to play. Miss the Good Old Days 2019. Used to run and walk miles and miles in nature. Ah, the Good Old Days of 2019, when I could lose myself in nature, running and walking for miles on end, free and invigorated. Then came July 21st, 2021, the day of my vaccination and everything changed. Since then, over three years have passed in what I call Doctor Misery, witnessing a relentless decline in my physical and neurological well-being. It's been a long, arduous battle from that day to this, December 22nd, 2024, and I know the struggle will persist. Sadly, there's been little to no help or support along this journey. Yet, what truly matters is that our stories are being shared, our voices heard. Peace be with you!

Update from Ireland as 35yr old Ali Sohrabi appeared at Galway court tonight charged with the murder of a mother of 2 by cutting her throat and throwing her body off a bridge.