Had chatted with a few friends yesterday, including the two I said had been fucked up by the vax.

The one off worse, is just going to die...He's made his peace not to make any real effort to fix his situation.

I mean if I had to be revived several times, I would be trying to lose weight, eat clean, exercise, look at treatments etc.

Dude is just waiting to get one final one and check out.

No drive...Nothing sadder than just going with a whimper.

The other we chatted really quickly and he was amazing while my mother was dying, a solid friend...But once he took the 3 shots after we had talked for 6 months minimum about how bad they were.

We just talked, the talk of the dead.

Nothing serious, superficial..."Hey buddy!" kind of talk.

His cardiac muscle is swollen, he's gained 35 lbs because he can no longer exercise and his heart is not pumping out the excess liquids.

Why did he take the 3rd shot after the 2nd shot gave him fucking Shingles at 34 years old?  That's like some 70-80 year old person's disease.

For the love of money that's why...He traded his health for worthless cash.

So we tippy toed around the subject because what would be the point now?

What made me sad is both are incredble intelligent and very successful.

Both own properties and have tons squirreled away, especially the second partner...There was no need for them to take that garabge.

I would have sold a house and lived off the profits while it went through the courts.

These weren't some mean, cruel, stupid people that take more than they give...Good men with families.

Things might change, they both might have another major scare and try experimental treatments, I might be wrong about the side effects of the vax...There's always that.

But I doubt it.  

Oh well, nothing I can do but wish them health and a long life.