Eyes Wide Open

It started almost 20 years ago. I remember the moment clearly—my daughter had just been born, and without my permission, they gave her the HepB vaccine. I was pissed. Not confused—furious. It didn’t make sense. Why give a newborn something like that? She wasn’t at risk. No one asked. No one explained. That was the crack in the wall.

Back then, I started looking around and found others feeling the same way. I came across the Dutch Vaccine Schedule and decided to keep my kids on that—more spaced out, more thoughtful, not the ridiculous “one size fits all” model being pushed everywhere. I was skeptical, but at that point, it was more of a quiet resistance.

But then, just recently, I listened to Joe Rogan interview Dr. Suzanne Humphries… and everything resurfaced. The anger. The doubt. The knowing. It reignited a fire that had been burning the whole time—never buried, just pushed aside while navigating a world that pretends it’s sane. And if there was any lingering hope that the system was redeemable, COVID crushed it. It was another institution of power tightening the leash. A coordinated campaign to force obedience, suppress dissent, and reward submission. It didn’t feel like science—it felt like theater.

That’s when I realized: it’s not just the vaccine schedule. It’s the entire structure. Science, medicine, insurance—they're gatekeepers in a monetized illusion. Healing only happens if it fits their business model. If it doesn’t get insurance approval? It vanishes. Buried. Forgotten. And we? We’re not patients. We’re not people. We’re data points in a profit stream. We’re being harvested, one procedure, one prescription, one mandate at a time.

Religion was the first structure I began to dismantle. A tool of control, once necessary, now crumbling and being replaced—by science, government, insurance, all just new masks on the same face. And all of it felt cyclical—not a straight line, but a loop. Empire, control, collapse, reset. Again and again. Each version of civilization rises with a new mask: first divine kings, then elected leaders, then corporate CEOs. Each time we rebuild, it’s under the illusion of progress—but the same control systems are repackaged and deployed. And just like clockwork, they overreach, collapse, and start again.

That pattern led me deeper into research—especially the work of people like Graham Hancock. He doesn’t just question the official timeline, he rips it open. The evidence of lost civilizations, megalithic structures older than we’re “supposed” to be capable of building, and global cataclysms paint a much different picture of our past. The more I dig, the more circumstantial evidence comes into view—and strangely, it starts to feel more logical than the official narrative. Multiple waves of human advancement, followed by resets. Civilizations rising and being erased—either by natural disaster, war, or manipulation. Colonization not just from within, but possibly from beyond.

I began to see greed as the underlying virus—this unquenchable thirst in humanity for more. Like we’ve been programmed with a hunger that can never be satisfied. And worse, the ones at the top know this and use it to herd us. This is where theories like the Anunnaki begin to enter the picture. Call it “crazy conspiracy” if you want—but at this point, conspiracy theories are starting to look more like spoiler alerts. The ancient Sumerian myths about sky gods who engineered humans as a labor force suddenly don’t seem so far-fetched when you compare them to modern control systems. What if that insatiable hunger was coded into us by design? What if we weren’t made to thrive, but to serve?

And the evidence unfolding now—corrupt media, institutional betrayal, censorship of truth—is only reinforcing what many of us have felt for years.
We’re not just being controlled; we’re being turned against each other. Division is the tool. Fear is the leash. And compliance is the currency of modern enslavement.

I see science now as something weaponized. Not the method—I respect that. But the institution? It’s bought. Doctors push what they’re told, not what they believe. Lazy, yes, but also locked in by the system. And we? We’re the guinea pigs. No long-term testing, just rollout and PR. The fact that real healing dies if it’s not “approved” by insurance is the final punchline in a sick joke.

The whole thing feels like being conscious under anesthesia—aware while the machine operates on you, slices you open, reprograms you. Most people sleep through it, dreaming of freedom while tethered to a system that harvests their mind, body, and will.

But not me. My eyes are wide open. I took the red pill, I see the masks. I hear the scripts. I see the game. And while it’s crazy, even maddening at times, there’s clarity in seeing it all for what it is. Because you can’t reclaim your freedom until you know you’ve been caged.