Dr. Naomi Wolf has reached out to me to pen a tribute to Zev for our fear is the legacy media will continue to trash Zev and not mention this passing or him and try to make him an after thought. I just agreed and tomorrow morning will pen it and give Dr. Wolf and she will publish it and put it out so we never ever forget this giant! As soon as she gets its and puts it out, I will share, likely wherever she publishes.

I leave you with Gibran, a Lebanese writer that remains to me unmatched in the words he uses. He wrote on ‘death’ and after Zev’s photo, I share…and I post Stew Peters post on the death. He and Zev were very close, like brothers. Incidentally, I am booked to go on Stew at 2 pm tomorrow EST to discuss the vaccines in children and several issues he wants to deal with. I may get a call later to ask to reset as Stew is overcome.

He Zev, did so much for humanity. So, he waged his greatest fight (for 4 years and he knew it was terminal) but he was prepared and with courage and determination he on his own, waged his fight, always in hope, but fearless, and saved so many lives with his early treatment program. It is his algorithm that we built upon. He deserves all the credit. I would call him on the phone and ask him to help treat this and that person anywhere in the world, and he would respond immediately. And he often sent them all the drugs needed, his cost.

He fought the deepstate, the governmental demons, the crooked scientists, he knew how filthy corrupt they are, to the end and he gave them hell, and was relentless. Dogged. I so admired him for this. He is the person you bury in satin or silk, the very best.

One of his near last video messages to his supporters and all:

Zev

There is this strange thing in the human body I have realized and maybe you have too. Seems that at times even if very ill and terminal, very sick, sometimes we are fooled, we as family and loved ones and friends, and we get our hopes up, for you seem to be improving and it seems the human system wages its greatest battle as you are set to leave, in hopes of saving you. You seem to be improving. Yet the outcome is booked it seems. But we gain so much hope. I have seen it several times. It’s like the day as it is fading, the most beautiful colors are splashed across the skies as it wages it’s best battle as it fades.

So we must never ever forget him and I will talk with Drs. McCullough and Risch to see if we can do a scholarship in his name. We lost likely one of the best people God lent us.

I am very angry with cancer research for it seems at one level it is more of a money making venture, big donations, big wings of buildings, big splashes but it appears they are not anywhere ahead in the last years. I never understood this. I have argued with cancer researchers asking them what the hell are you constantly doing and with all your grants. How have you moved the damn needle?

Kahlil Gibran on Death

You would know the secret of death.
But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life?
The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light.
If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life.
For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.

In the depth of your hopes and desires lies your silent knowledge of the beyond;
And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring.
Trust the dreams, for in them is hidden the gate to eternity.
Your fear of death is but the trembling of the shepherd when he stands before the king whose hand is to be laid upon him in honour.
Is the shepherd not joyful beneath his trembling, that he shall wear the mark of the king?
Yet is he not more mindful of his trembling?

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is it to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.