Questioning The Validity of HIV & AIDS (continues)

Reading time: 6 – 10 minutes

WARNING: this is a deeply serious blog entry that explores a very sensitive subject for many people, and it poses questions and commentary that may go against everything you have taken for granted as being true about HIV and AIDS.

It is now the 21st Century and it has become a fairly common and unquestioned reality that HIV exists and AIDS is/was an epidemic that threatens everyone on a level few famous diseases ever have. Rather than rehashing the questions and controversies that continue to grow within the medical and scientific community, I urge you to read my original posts (here and here) that helps to delineate the shocking realities and questions about HIV/AIDS that most people do not even realize are in need of being explored. Please keep in mind that I wrote those articles before I was diagnosed, so my continued questioning is not out of some kind of denial, but out of a serious wish for solid answers… which have not been found, yet.

I’ve been questioning this “epidemic” for many years and have yet to find anyone to intelligently respond to the serious questions posed by the dissenters throughout the medical and scientific communities. I’ve watched this controversy unfold over the years to the point where HIV was actually on trial for the first time ever in an Australian suit against a man charged with murder for having sex with people knowing he was diagnosed as HIV Positive. The defense posed that in any other conviction of murder, a weapon had to be proven to have been used, asking the prosecution to find proof that HIV exists, and show evidence that it is, indeed, contagious. This trial raged for a while, but throughout the entire trial, no evidence was able to be presented to support HIV as being contagious or even existing, so the Judge threw the case out because he did not want to be associated with the questioning of the validity of HIV/AIDS. The fact that neither contagion nor HIV could be proven in a court of law is extraordinary! Any other known contagion or virus can easily show evidence of its properties and existence!

I had already been noticing the passionate investment in the reality of AIDS and HIV to the point of its being a topic that was off limits for questioning, but now that I am on the “inside,” having had my own diagnosis of AIDS in 2007 during my descent into Pneumonia and a coma, I have had a first-row seat in this terrifying show of zealotry. No doctor is willing to answer my questions. No doctor CAN answer my questions. And some are outright hostile and condescending in the face of my questions. Yet I shyly and desperately beg for one… just ONE doctor to have an intelligent conversation with me about the lack of science behind AIDS as an epidemic, and the lack of evidence that HIV exists as a contagion. I’ve never had to deal with so many doctors in my entire life and it has only become clear to me over these past couple of years that doctors are merely priests at the bottom of a pharmaceutical chain of command that acts as the unquestionable voice of God.

Medicine is truly the new religion. Blind Faith and Unquestioning receipt of treatment and drugs is expected of us, or the threat of death or humiliation is at hand. Believe me, I know.

Although I am supposed to have the choice as to whether to take HIV drug treatment, and I am supposed to have a right to educate myself about the consequences of such treatments, I have never felt such a lack of choice and such an imposition of fear in my entire life. I would sit and cry in desperation for a doctor to explain to me exactly what I was getting into and the response was callous and condescending, saying to me nothing more informative than, “if you want to live, you will take the drugs.” In fact, my doctor tossed a map of all of the HIV drugs in front of me and said, “which ones do you want?” I shook my head in shock and disbelief, saying back to her, “Asking me to choose and combine from this is like asking me which cliff I want to jump off of! I don’t want to jump off the cliff in the first place, yet you are asking me to choose from where to jump?” Begrudgingly, she picked out my “cocktail” for me and I have been taking them DAILY… for almost two years now. Because I am scared. Until someone will answer the questions posed by dissenters, I am left only with the solid push of fear that I have to take the drugs… or die. And no one can tell me that someone is not making money off of me. My monthly drug bill is over $2000. Monthly. That’s more than my New York City RENT!

So on top of all of the controversy that already plagued (pun intended) the HIV/AIDS Hypotheses (yes, “hypotheses,” as none of the claims have even reached the level of evidence to be called a Theory,) it has now come out that the original documents from Gallo, the American Virologist who claimed credit for discovering HIV and connecting it to AIDS, was in fact a fraudulent claim motivated by monetary gain and competition. Questions as to the motivation of those pushing the AIDS/HIV news came about shortly after the original announcement when it was discovered that the very same “virus” that was announced by Gallo as being the cause of AIDS had already been discovered by Luc Montagnier in France.

Fast-forward 25 years and we now have access to the original documents written by Popovic that were supposed to have been published in place of what ended up being published by Gallo! Gallo received the documents only 9 days before the planned announcement of the HIV/AIDS findings, which was planned even before the experiments that were even done!! These are extraordinary documents and clearly show the intention for fraud by Gallo and those seeking to begin the perpetuation of one of the most profitable diseases of all time.

For your convenience, here are the links to the original documents and the original article commenting on the discovery of these documents. I urge you to read them when you have a chance because this is some serious shit that could lead to a world without AIDS… because it never existed.

Before I share the interviews below, I’d like you to see this trailer for a new documentary that pulls everything together from my previous blog posts linked earlier, and goes straight to the source to explore these controversies:

The video below is an example of the reaction from those in the medical community in regards to the asking for evidence for HIV, AIDS, the tests, and the supposed number of lives being saved by the drugs.

I was so excited to see that this was an interview with the men responsible for the creation/discovery of HIV/AIDS and it was being conducted by someone who would ask the hard questions! All I want is for them to ANSWER. I don’t care who is right or wrong… I just want intelligent answers.

Instead, this is what you get…

Below is part of the interview with Peter Deusberg, one of the more notorious dissenters because he is world-renowned for his being the first to isolate the cancer gene through his work on retroviruses, continuing on to map the genetic sequences of those viruses. He is a Nobel-Prize winner and a Professor of Molecular and Cellular Biology, and was hailed by Gallo as being the person who knows more about retroviruses than any other man alive. Of course, that moniker was thrown out when it didn’t suit Gallo’s claims that go against all scientific substance. When the full interview is up, I will post it.

Keep questioning… Always question.

MFBTW: Episode 002

Reading time: 5 – 8 minutes

MAYBE OUR LIVES ARE LIKE MOVIES FOR THE SOUL
Here we are at just our second little episode of myTLE Presents: Music From Between The Worlds!  I am loving making these and I am fully aware of how amateur they are, but every creative/crafty project I do is a labor of love and for fun.  I sure hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoy sharing them.  I’d love to hear your feedback and comments.  Look for another MFBTW in a couple of weeks! The new schedule is for their release on the Second and Fourth Weekends of each month.  YAY!

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SHOW NOTES:

CAUGHT IN THE GROOVELovespirals
http://www.Lovespirals.com

Only so many ways one
Can play that same ole damn song
Only so many phrasings and so many tunings
Before the whole thing just sounds wrong

Have we reached the end of the record?
Is the needle just caught in the groove?
But I’m too tired to get up
I’m too tired to pick up and move

Tell me, what am I to do?

Only so many ways one
Can say those old words “good bye”
Only so many phrasings and so many gestures
Before you just break down and cry

Have we reached the end of the record?
Is the needle just caught in the groove?
But we’re too tired to get up
We’re too tired to pick up and move

Tell me whatcha gonna do?
Hey hey
Hey now, whatcha gonna do?
Whatcha gonna do?

PAST ALL CONCERNBarzin
http://www.MySpace.com/Barzin

Over your face
Your pretty hair
That’s how you came
That’s how you came

I saw you there
Past all concerns
And I asked for you
I asked for you

I followed you
To your room
You took your
Clothes off

I kissed your arms
I saw your scar
You who never
liked your life

I named you my
Black queen
You who has seen
Past all concerns
I asked for you
But you were past
Past all
All concerns

Your beauty is lost
All to yourself
But something
still crowds
My mind

It must be your
Overcast face
It must be your
Overcast face

I named you my
Black queen
You who has seen
Past all concerns
I asked for you
But you were past
Past all
All concerns
Past all
All concerns

BABY’S ROMANCEChris Garneau
http://www.MySpace.com/ChrisGarneau

The baby’s sleeping in the crib on top
The baby’s sleeping above you
You will lift him to the parking lot
Your car is waiting there for you
Your car is waiting there for you

I would like to see a little more propriety,
Cooperate with me and answer me
Without a plea.

I know now, I know now, I know now,
I’m never gonna tell on you.
I know now, I know now, I know now,
I’m never gonna tell on you.

The whiskey’s waiting on the firetop,
The baby’s going to drink, too.
The lady’s got no clothes she’s at the shop.
But if she’d knew then she’d kill you.

The bugs are out ’cause they come out at night,
Usually they just bite our hands.
‘Cause normally we have clothes on without a fight,
But now fighting’s a part of baby’s romance.
But now fighting’s a part of baby’s romance.

I would like to see a little more propriety,
Cooperate with me and answer me
Without a plea.

I know now, I know now, I know now,
I’m never gonna tell on you.
I know now, I know now, I know now,
I’m never gonna tell on you.

Baby sleeps I can scrape your flower pots.
And baby’s sleeping against you.
I think he’d pray for an old motel cot.
Or any bed made without you.
Or any bed made without you.

I would like to see a little more propriety,
Cooperate with me and answer me
Without a plea.

I would like to see a little more propriety,
Cooperate with me and answer me
Without a plea.

I know now, I know now, I know now,
I’m never gonna tell on you.
I know now, I know now, I know now,
I’m never gonna tell on you.
I know now, I know now, I know now,
I’m never gonna tell on you.
I know now, I know now, I know now,
I’m never gonna tell on you.

GREY WEATHERGregory and The Hawk
http://www.MySpace.com/GregoryAndTheHawk

Grey weather, just fool me, just tell me I’m right
despite the careless words you say, I’m always keeping faith
chart the numbers, see a trend…we are moving in place
despite your lack of blowing over, I’m always keeping faith

And you’d say, this is not the time for goodbye
it’s too late
you’d say, this is not the time for goodbye
it’s too late
it’s too late

In the bright light of morning, map the last leg of the trip
I call on you to catch me as I’m coming over that bridge
through the mind-fog of the beach and the cracking concrete
the broken wings of reverie leave me always having faith

And you’d say, this is not the time for goodbye
it’s too late
you’d say, this is not the time for goodbye
it’s too late
it’s too late

BREAKERLow
http://chairkickers.com

Our bodies break
And the blood just spills and spills
But here we sit debating math

It’s just a shame
My hand just kills and kills
There’s gotta be an end to that

There’s gotta be an end to that

DANCING BEHIND MY EYELIDSMum
http://www.myspace.com/mumtheband

See the fog on the horizon
It’s dancing
And it smell like a teenager

See the bones behind my eyelids
They’re dancing
And it sounds like tap-dancing shoes

See the bones behind my eyelids
They’re dancing
And it sounds like tap-dancing shoes

Worms on the bones under beds
Of insomniac-eaten teenagers
They whisper
And it sounds like a crooked flute

What I Saw Last Night: Patrick Wolf

Reading time: 3 – 4 minutes

I love being able to share experiences with my friends around the world that wouldn’t have been able to be shared without all of this wonderful technology. I also love the shift toward a more mature and evolved embrace of sharing those experiences, such as the allowing of recorders and cameras during live performances. This didn’t use to be the case! Photography and recording were explicitly prohibited because there was money to be made by those who had exclusive privileged and equipment for documenting these events. With the maturity of our culture comes the realization that to document and share these does not impact sales, but actually increases them, not only through this widespread, free advertising, but because friends of friends who would have have listened to an artist promoted by a corporation would not give those artists a chance. Besides, the consumer level of recording is nothing compared to professional recordings and we all know that. And so I present to you one of my humble recordings of Patrick Wolf performing LIVE last night at Le Poisson Rouge in New York City’s West Village, Bleeker Street.

Patrick was stripped down to acoustic sets using piano and violin for most songs, and occasionally the ukulele or the dulcimer. Beautiful. His deep, mournful voice so full of rich maturity is in such contrast to his sprite-like, humble, charming, boyishness. I was pleasantly surprised by how engaging and sweet he was with the audience. I was worried he might be another Rufus Wainwright, full of flippant pompousness and an air of presumption that we should be so honored to be in his presence. Patrick was not like that. At All. And the stories he shared behind his songs made me add a new dimension to my experience of listening to him.

Below is an acoustic, live version of BLUEBELLS. The video imagery is so pointless that I’ve superimposed the lyrics so you can follow along. The audio is very good. Below that is the original video/studio recording for the same song. I think you will enjoy both.


[link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ir3f0mskGoo&fmt=18]


[link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P0dVFFOgClY&fmt=18]

Explaining What I Do For A (meager) Living is… Complicated

Reading time: 1 – 2 minutes

I have a foot in two different worlds and I live between those worlds. I have an active, heavily-populated social life (though I’ve been lying low over the past couple of years during my recovery), and I have an active, heavily-populated spiritual, metaphysical world where I work. Both worlds think the other one is a bit strange; my social world thinks my spiritual world is just “out there,” and my spiritual world sometimes can’t make sense of my having such an active, goofy, playful social life. Many people from my social world have asked me to explain what I do for a living, so this is my attempt at that response… and I still sound whacko, lol.