I find it regrettable that so many get hijacked by the fear-mongering tactics of the media with regard to this e-bola thing. Fear puts you in the vibration where sickness can assail you. Stay out of fear. Don't let it rest in your mind and don't go around stirring up fear in others. Get enough sleep. Meditate and keep your vibration high (gratitude, love, joy, peace) and not low (fear, worry, anger, sadness) and eat NO or very little processed food. If you think your immune system is sluggish due to not looking after yourself properly - take Beta Glucans (like echiniciae but better) Vitamins C, D, B12 and minerals, especially zinc. Beta Glucans is what the U.S. stocks for their crack troops and at every nuclear power station in case of an outbreak by the way. Eat food as fresh as you possiblouty can - everyone can eat fresh sprouts. Don't forget, even the plague had survivors! If it is what they say, be prepared. If it isn't, you won't have wasted time worrying about it.
Anyway my conversations with those who are "trapped in the matrix" and accepting the suggestions put forth by the media and the medical professions (who, driven by big Pharma stand to make billions off the sales if there is an outbreak) gave rise to this poem.
We near the end of a graceless age.
Delusion abounds as many rage,
While others, apathetic, trace
The outline of the human race,
As we've been taught.
It is for naught.
For, if we really want to look, we see.
And the overwhelming reality is why we,
The many, choose delusion,
Rather than abide in fear, anger, oonfusion.
It is easy to get lost
In their dire outlook, yet the cost
Is the usual: Your honour, joy, and sanity
The wager: Evolution of humanity.
There are forces that wish that we,
The many, perish quickly,
As they know about the coming change
Which will disrupt their reign and rearrange
The world as we know it
Yet before that change takes place
They fear coming face to face
With the truth they thought they could misplace
Lies have been told
Lies that are new and lies that are old
Lies that have corrupted these people's souls
Making their hearts hard and cold
Leaving us yearning for another way
Tired of just getting through the day
The Phoenix legend begins to play
In my mind and a better way
Like an allegory is forming...
Mythical creature long-lived, now dying.
From the ashes something is trying
To be born.
Like the Phoenix we can see
That this unjust, sick society
Teeters on the brink of doom
Just as in the gathering gloom
New modalities of life show through.
Transcendance of this buy-and-sell,
Dog-eat-dog living hell,
Where precious people are treated as commodities
Not given a full share in Nature's bounty
It has been usurped by those whose duty
It is to care for our well-being
The coming change will take us away
Away to the place the heart knows well.
Where shining light abides
And darkness cannot hide
Where equality is truth and beauty lifts the spirit inside
There crystal clarity wisdom leads
Colours only seen in dreams
Flow from the ashes of the known
And paint vivid joy in our new home
Fear not! Despite all appearance
And reports of frightening happenstance
We are on our way to that home!
Know that! Take heart! You are not alone.