Coffee & A Hot Apple Pie

Java Nomad – once an international coffee snob who roamed the world in search of amazing beans – from farms in far flung forests to 3rd wave cafes in the world’s biggest cities – today finds himself drinking a $1.00 coffee with a $1.00 hot apple pie at a McD’s on the eastern edge of Tokyo.

 

Eight months since we were able to exit Thailand and get the ladies back to their homeland in order to wait out the hopefully last phase of the plandemic. Eight months that I have been a near-useless fish out of water, biding time in the very country I thought I had escaped for good during the vibrational shift of 2011. Eight months of battling anxiety, depression, anger – not just my own of course – the entire tribe has been attacked and dispersed.

 

I try to imagine that the apple in this pie is the one Eris most recently rolled into my castle.

 

Somehow optimism continues to save each day. It helps that Tokyo is one place where the entire charade is as clear as day. Few here are fooled. The Japanese may appear stoic and bound by social rules – but they are not stupid.

 

On the international stage, they play along just enough to look like they are being good sheep for the globalists’ agenda. Here on the ground though, once you see past the masks – absolutely the only “action” being taken here – it is clear as day that the whole thing is a full blown con-job.

 

Again, I have been here 8 months now. During this time – while a pandemic level, highly contagious and severly deathly virus has supposedly been rampaging the earth, this mega city – packed with nearly 10 million people – has continued running with packed trains, packed shops and restaurants, people crowded together from dawn to dusk, touching, talking, eating, drinking and working with each other – with only thin paper masks between them. No one here has poisoned themselves with the gene-therapy experiments yet either – less than 1% of the population has gotten the reptilian-venom so far.

 

The Japanese know this whole thing is a sham – and my only real fear is what’s going to happen when they stop being so nice about being screwed with like this.

 

I only hope it happens before some other false flag attack happens here to threaten them into compliance. If they can make it through, Japan might stand on the world stage as one of the last “developed” places on earth without a mutated population.

 

The mothership I want to ride on will not only NOT require the mark of the beast – it will outright refuse entry to those with it. I am hopeful at least one of the X-ists’ landing sites will be within walking or biking distance when X-day arrives.

Hail Eris, Praise Bob,

 

Do what you will shall be the hole in the wall.

 

– Java Nomad

 

Note To Self: Stop punishing yourself – you’ve paid your debt – find some good coffee beans again ASAP.