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Stepdad and stepbro decided that they would use my tight little holes for their father son bonding time… #nsfw #nsfwtwt #bdsm #breeding #breedingkink #horny #cnc #cnckink #sub #gooning #goonette #porn #stepbrother #stepdad #fauxest #anal

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20,763 просмотров • 1 год назад

Signing Off 2024 with the Biggest Life Lesson I learnt this year. It was February 2024, My friend from the USA— ( yes one who had bought me a farmhouse ) —was visiting India with his family. We decided to meet for dinner. My 4-year-old son and his 3-year-old daughter hit it off instantly. They played tirelessly, running around till well past 1:30 AM. By the time we wrapped up, we were exhausted. The next day was a Sunday, and my son slept in late, waking up around 1 PM. He ate a little food and, feeling tired, asked if he could sleep some more. My wife and I didn’t think much of it. By the time he woke up again at 6 PM, something didn’t seem right. As he walked into the drawing room, I noticed he was limping. He struggled to maintain his balance, and when he tried speaking, he stammered. My heart sank. Was it an injury from the night before? Or something else? Without wasting time, we rushed to the nearest orthopedic hospital. But the doctor was in surgery, and the wait felt endless. My gut told me this wasn’t just a physical injury. I called his pediatrician, who asked us to come over immediately. At the pediatrician’s clinic, after a quick check-up, the doctor said, “This is neurological. Admit him as soon as possible.” He recommended SGVP Hospital in Ahmedabad. We rushed to SGVP, and on the way, I was trying to stay strong, preparing myself for what could be a long and difficult journey. Like any father all I wanted was for my son to be okay. That night, he was admitted. The next day, an MRI revealed he had Encephalitis - in easy words swelling in the brain. My Son was not aware what he was going through.Looking at the fridge in the Room he thought we were at some Resort for our Holidays.But soon he met with the Reality when the sister came and checked his vain and put a niddle in his tiny hand. It was tough watching this as a father. All I could think about was seeing my son walk again, talk normally, and smile like he always did. In the pediatric ward, there was a small play area. Despite his condition, I decided to take him there. I held him by the shoulders as he tried to play with the toys. While we were there, another boy caught my eye—a chubby 4-year-old with short hair. He was playing with a toy doctor’s kit. He was there with his mom and grandmother. For a moment, I envied that boy. He could walk, run, and play freely. My son, on the other hand, needed me to support him for every little step. I wondered when we would see the day he could play on his own again or will we ever see that day again ? There were Flurry of thoughts rushing through my mind as I saw the Little Boy Playing Freely. To be honest I was feeling bad for my son. Curiosity got the better of me, and I asked the boy’s grandmother why they were there. Her answer stunned me. “He’s on chemotherapy,” she said. “We come here every three months.” I was speechless. Here I was, worrying about my son’s condition, and this little boy was bravely fighting a battle much bigger than ours. In that moment, my perspective shifted completely. Just minutes ago, I had envied that boy for walking and playing, but now I realized how much strength he and his family must have to face something so challenging. That experience taught me the most important lesson of my life: gratitude and perspective. Everyone is Fighting their Own battle. No matter how tough life gets, there’s always someone facing a bigger battle. Instead of focusing on what we’ve lost, we should cherish what we have and find strength in every moment. Today, my son is fully rocevered and can play on his own , and I really hope and pray that that little boy and his family too have managed to cross the Hurdle.

Signing Off 2024 with the Biggest Life Lesson I learnt this year. It was February 2024, My friend from the USA— ( yes one who had bought me a farmhouse ) —was visiting India with his family. We decided to meet for dinner. My 4-year-old son and his 3-year-old daughter hit it off instantly. They played tirelessly, running around till well past 1:30 AM. By the time we wrapped up, we were exhausted. The next day was a Sunday, and my son slept in late, waking up around 1 PM. He ate a little food and, feeling tired, asked if he could sleep some more. My wife and I didn’t think much of it. By the time he woke up again at 6 PM, something didn’t seem right. As he walked into the drawing room, I noticed he was limping. He struggled to maintain his balance, and when he tried speaking, he stammered. My heart sank. Was it an injury from the night before? Or something else? Without wasting time, we rushed to the nearest orthopedic hospital. But the doctor was in surgery, and the wait felt endless. My gut told me this wasn’t just a physical injury. I called his pediatrician, who asked us to come over immediately. At the pediatrician’s clinic, after a quick check-up, the doctor said, “This is neurological. Admit him as soon as possible.” He recommended SGVP Hospital in Ahmedabad. We rushed to SGVP, and on the way, I was trying to stay strong, preparing myself for what could be a long and difficult journey. Like any father all I wanted was for my son to be okay. That night, he was admitted. The next day, an MRI revealed he had Encephalitis - in easy words swelling in the brain. My Son was not aware what he was going through.Looking at the fridge in the Room he thought we were at some Resort for our Holidays.But soon he met with the Reality when the sister came and checked his vain and put a niddle in his tiny hand. It was tough watching this as a father. All I could think about was seeing my son walk again, talk normally, and smile like he always did. In the pediatric ward, there was a small play area. Despite his condition, I decided to take him there. I held him by the shoulders as he tried to play with the toys. While we were there, another boy caught my eye—a chubby 4-year-old with short hair. He was playing with a toy doctor’s kit. He was there with his mom and grandmother. For a moment, I envied that boy. He could walk, run, and play freely. My son, on the other hand, needed me to support him for every little step. I wondered when we would see the day he could play on his own again or will we ever see that day again ? There were Flurry of thoughts rushing through my mind as I saw the Little Boy Playing Freely. To be honest I was feeling bad for my son. Curiosity got the better of me, and I asked the boy’s grandmother why they were there. Her answer stunned me. “He’s on chemotherapy,” she said. “We come here every three months.” I was speechless. Here I was, worrying about my son’s condition, and this little boy was bravely fighting a battle much bigger than ours. In that moment, my perspective shifted completely. Just minutes ago, I had envied that boy for walking and playing, but now I realized how much strength he and his family must have to face something so challenging. That experience taught me the most important lesson of my life: gratitude and perspective. Everyone is Fighting their Own battle. No matter how tough life gets, there’s always someone facing a bigger battle. Instead of focusing on what we’ve lost, we should cherish what we have and find strength in every moment. Today, my son is fully rocevered and can play on his own , and I really hope and pray that that little boy and his family too have managed to cross the Hurdle.

Ankur Patel

25,194 просмотров • 1 год назад

There are some shocking revelations about the Nihal Vihar family dispute case in Outer Delhi 🚨🤯 What everyone already knows: - Vinay Gupta came home and asked his wife Rekha Gupta to apply medicine to one of their twin children as he got hurt few days ago. - Rekha got rattled, went outside and returned within 10 minutes with her brothers and sister-in-law. Before leaving, she switched off the CCTV cameras inside the house so there would be no visual evidence. - Vinay’s mother initially thought they had simply come for a visit. She asked Vinay’s father to offer them water and sweets and turn on the AC for them so they could relax. - While she was outside talking to neighbours, she returned and saw both of Rekha’s brothers pinning Vinay down on the bed and strangling him, with the younger brother placing his leg on Vinay’s stomach. - She tried to stop them and begged them to spare her son, but Rekha’s sister-in-law grabbed her by the hair and pushed her away. - They also beat Vinay’s father, leaving him severely injured. - Vinay’s mother rushed outside the moment she got a chance and called the neighbours for help. But by the time people arrived, Vinay had suffered severe injuries. - He was rushed to the hospital, but the moment they reached, doctors found that he had no pulse. Vinay was no more. His sister has now revealed some shocking things that happened before the incident 🚨 - She said Rekha used to fight with Vinay over small things, including household chores and taking care of their children. - She would repeatedly tell him: “I belong to a rich family. You have no status to tell me what to do.” - She threatened him multiple times, saying: “I’ll bring my brothers and get you beaten if you irritate me again.” - Her brothers had come to their house several times before, but the situation never escalated to this level. According to Vinay’s sister, they would threaten that “it is their family’s history to eliminate son-in-laws if they don’t follow their way.” - She further said that, as far as she knew, something similar had happened with the husband of Rekha’s elder sister. The neighbours added that when Rekha and her brothers were arrested, there was no sign of guilt or remorse. Instead, they were reportedly justifying Vinay’s killing. Vinay’s aunt, his mother’s sister, said: “Their whole family was evil. We mistakenly married our son to their daughter, and now we are suffering because of that decision.” She recalled seeing Vinay completely pale while they were taking him to the hospital. He was telling her that he couldn’t breathe, and she said it was heartbreaking that she couldn’t relieve him from that pain. She also recalled telling Vinay just a few days earlier: “If the marriage isn’t working, just divorce her.” But Vinay told her: “Maasi, I have two children. I have to think about them before myself. If I divorce her, those two will probably live most of their lives without their father. I don’t want that. I love them a lot.” ❤️‍🩹 He was thinking about his children even when his own marriage had fallen apart. He was so selfless that he chose to stay for his children and tragically, that very selflessness has costed him his life. 😔 Hope the judiciary delivers justice to Vinay and his family, and that everyone responsible for this horrific crime receives the strictest punishment under the law. 🙏

There are some shocking revelations about the Nihal Vihar family dispute case in Outer Delhi 🚨🤯 What everyone already knows: - Vinay Gupta came home and asked his wife Rekha Gupta to apply medicine to one of their twin children as he got hurt few days ago. - Rekha got rattled, went outside and returned within 10 minutes with her brothers and sister-in-law. Before leaving, she switched off the CCTV cameras inside the house so there would be no visual evidence. - Vinay’s mother initially thought they had simply come for a visit. She asked Vinay’s father to offer them water and sweets and turn on the AC for them so they could relax. - While she was outside talking to neighbours, she returned and saw both of Rekha’s brothers pinning Vinay down on the bed and strangling him, with the younger brother placing his leg on Vinay’s stomach. - She tried to stop them and begged them to spare her son, but Rekha’s sister-in-law grabbed her by the hair and pushed her away. - They also beat Vinay’s father, leaving him severely injured. - Vinay’s mother rushed outside the moment she got a chance and called the neighbours for help. But by the time people arrived, Vinay had suffered severe injuries. - He was rushed to the hospital, but the moment they reached, doctors found that he had no pulse. Vinay was no more. His sister has now revealed some shocking things that happened before the incident 🚨 - She said Rekha used to fight with Vinay over small things, including household chores and taking care of their children. - She would repeatedly tell him: “I belong to a rich family. You have no status to tell me what to do.” - She threatened him multiple times, saying: “I’ll bring my brothers and get you beaten if you irritate me again.” - Her brothers had come to their house several times before, but the situation never escalated to this level. According to Vinay’s sister, they would threaten that “it is their family’s history to eliminate son-in-laws if they don’t follow their way.” - She further said that, as far as she knew, something similar had happened with the husband of Rekha’s elder sister. The neighbours added that when Rekha and her brothers were arrested, there was no sign of guilt or remorse. Instead, they were reportedly justifying Vinay’s killing. Vinay’s aunt, his mother’s sister, said: “Their whole family was evil. We mistakenly married our son to their daughter, and now we are suffering because of that decision.” She recalled seeing Vinay completely pale while they were taking him to the hospital. He was telling her that he couldn’t breathe, and she said it was heartbreaking that she couldn’t relieve him from that pain. She also recalled telling Vinay just a few days earlier: “If the marriage isn’t working, just divorce her.” But Vinay told her: “Maasi, I have two children. I have to think about them before myself. If I divorce her, those two will probably live most of their lives without their father. I don’t want that. I love them a lot.” ❤️‍🩹 He was thinking about his children even when his own marriage had fallen apart. He was so selfless that he chose to stay for his children and tragically, that very selflessness has costed him his life. 😔 Hope the judiciary delivers justice to Vinay and his family, and that everyone responsible for this horrific crime receives the strictest punishment under the law. 🙏

SaffronVigilant

40,213 просмотров • 29 дней назад

SN1 EP2: VICTIMIZATION I don't delete stuff online usually. Folks who have dug up my old content, have a clue of the much love I had for my little thriving family. One would wonder 'what went wrong?'. The plot twist was started by toxic friends and family members of my baby mama who took center stage in our family. They ill advised her to become the man in the house. Her daily routine gravitated around demeaning sneers, verbal artillery, toxic attitudes, victimization and all the disrespectful deeds. These behaviours were witnessed by a few of my close friends in broad day light. I didnt just record her on that last day out of the blue. I had recorded her a couple of times majorly to defend myself to my inner circles because everytime she started up a fuss, she would later blackmail me to my friends. I shared these videos a couple of times with them and confided in them about my family issues. The number of times she held out a knife and other objects for me is not below 10, but in her TV interviews, she claims that was the only time. I lost most of the recorded content, but my closer friends knew of her toxicity. I held on to the relationship because of my exuberant love for my son, I never wanted to watch him slip away from me. After a scuffle that last day, which almost got my eye out narrowly, she went ahead to unleash the verbal artillery, a skill she had perfected. She said ill things about my son, and that's when I decided to let her go with my son against my wish. Her move to go to the village that Christmas was baseless and I had suspected infidelity prior. She came back after two weeks in the middle of the night without my son. I couldn't admit her in because I feared she could have ill plans against me that night. I had packed her things previously, so I put them at the balcony in the next morning for the sake of sanity and my own mental wellness. These scenes have been traumatizing to me since. I had healed and moved on from those despicable scenes, but as for now, I'm getting fresh relapses. All I have wanted is access to my son and integral decision making opportunity in his life. Family and friends of my baby mama rule and I have no say when they take a particular path in my son's affairs. Whenever I ask to have the boy, the mother sparks off. My sources prove, she doesn't see the boy eye to either in many weeks because she is always "in field" trips. When she gets to the boy, harsh texts and calls buzz my phone asking for this and that. My boy has always been turned into a skit actor of extortion whenever the mother wants money for her own endeavors. I have had free offers from my family circles getting the boy a decent school, but the mother has turned that down claiming I want to 'kidnap' the boy and cut ties with her. The world always listens to a woman, and I respect that. But I wish my son to be under my custody as his father. I deserve an equal position on the table of decision making. Using the boy as a meal card is the reason I am a deadbeat father. Using my son as super glue to get us back, and to no avail, is the reason I am a deadbeat father. Using my boy as a tool to one sided legal advisors is the reason I am a deadbeat father. I seek redress on the surface of this universe, and if I can't get it, I will rather try mars than accept an injustice in exchange for my son's plight. Some of what I type on here, is evidenced in the clip below. I have no doubts about being the father of that boy, even when the mother claims otherwise. Victimization has been her upper hand, but I will not submit to it this time. I thank you all.

SN1 EP2: VICTIMIZATION I don't delete stuff online usually. Folks who have dug up my old content, have a clue of the much love I had for my little thriving family. One would wonder 'what went wrong?'. The plot twist was started by toxic friends and family members of my baby mama who took center stage in our family. They ill advised her to become the man in the house. Her daily routine gravitated around demeaning sneers, verbal artillery, toxic attitudes, victimization and all the disrespectful deeds. These behaviours were witnessed by a few of my close friends in broad day light. I didnt just record her on that last day out of the blue. I had recorded her a couple of times majorly to defend myself to my inner circles because everytime she started up a fuss, she would later blackmail me to my friends. I shared these videos a couple of times with them and confided in them about my family issues. The number of times she held out a knife and other objects for me is not below 10, but in her TV interviews, she claims that was the only time. I lost most of the recorded content, but my closer friends knew of her toxicity. I held on to the relationship because of my exuberant love for my son, I never wanted to watch him slip away from me. After a scuffle that last day, which almost got my eye out narrowly, she went ahead to unleash the verbal artillery, a skill she had perfected. She said ill things about my son, and that's when I decided to let her go with my son against my wish. Her move to go to the village that Christmas was baseless and I had suspected infidelity prior. She came back after two weeks in the middle of the night without my son. I couldn't admit her in because I feared she could have ill plans against me that night. I had packed her things previously, so I put them at the balcony in the next morning for the sake of sanity and my own mental wellness. These scenes have been traumatizing to me since. I had healed and moved on from those despicable scenes, but as for now, I'm getting fresh relapses. All I have wanted is access to my son and integral decision making opportunity in his life. Family and friends of my baby mama rule and I have no say when they take a particular path in my son's affairs. Whenever I ask to have the boy, the mother sparks off. My sources prove, she doesn't see the boy eye to either in many weeks because she is always "in field" trips. When she gets to the boy, harsh texts and calls buzz my phone asking for this and that. My boy has always been turned into a skit actor of extortion whenever the mother wants money for her own endeavors. I have had free offers from my family circles getting the boy a decent school, but the mother has turned that down claiming I want to 'kidnap' the boy and cut ties with her. The world always listens to a woman, and I respect that. But I wish my son to be under my custody as his father. I deserve an equal position on the table of decision making. Using the boy as a meal card is the reason I am a deadbeat father. Using my son as super glue to get us back, and to no avail, is the reason I am a deadbeat father. Using my boy as a tool to one sided legal advisors is the reason I am a deadbeat father. I seek redress on the surface of this universe, and if I can't get it, I will rather try mars than accept an injustice in exchange for my son's plight. Some of what I type on here, is evidenced in the clip below. I have no doubts about being the father of that boy, even when the mother claims otherwise. Victimization has been her upper hand, but I will not submit to it this time. I thank you all.

MrHashtag🇺🇬 𝕏

141,249 просмотров • 1 год назад

“This isn’t a debate about vaccinating your child or not. My 6 year old was vaccinated and hasn’t had issues, hasn’t been a sickly child, & never had any type of reaction. My 2 year old and 6 month old went for their wellness checks last week and both got the vaccinations they were due for. The way my heart broke in that drs office holding my 2 year old down to a table and letting someone stab a needle into his leg 3 times while he held my face and screamed mama to the top of his lungs is something I will never do again. Ever. I decided right then he would never get another vaccine. My 6 month old cried most of the way home then was PITIFUL the rest of the evening. I am his comfort, his only want and need, and even I couldn’t console my baby. It’s a no for me. I’m not as knowledgeable as a lot of my peers or my friends who don’t vaccinate their children, but I know enough to decide that I am comfortable not letting them have anything else injected into their little bodies or have to essentially torture them by holding them down to receive a shot full of God knows what. I say all this to say, if you vaccinate your kids, GREAT! If you don’t, GREAT! I don’t care either way! Again, my oldest is vaccinated. At that time, I thought that was best for him, for us. Six years and 2 more kids later, I no longer think that. And that’s okay. Here’s to doing what you think is best for YOUR child and trusting your mom instincts instead of just going along with it because it’s what your parents did for you, or what the drs tell you, you HAVE to do.” - Kaitlyn Wilson - ✍️

“This isn’t a debate about vaccinating your child or not. My 6 year old was vaccinated and hasn’t had issues, hasn’t been a sickly child, & never had any type of reaction. My 2 year old and 6 month old went for their wellness checks last week and both got the vaccinations they were due for. The way my heart broke in that drs office holding my 2 year old down to a table and letting someone stab a needle into his leg 3 times while he held my face and screamed mama to the top of his lungs is something I will never do again. Ever. I decided right then he would never get another vaccine. My 6 month old cried most of the way home then was PITIFUL the rest of the evening. I am his comfort, his only want and need, and even I couldn’t console my baby. It’s a no for me. I’m not as knowledgeable as a lot of my peers or my friends who don’t vaccinate their children, but I know enough to decide that I am comfortable not letting them have anything else injected into their little bodies or have to essentially torture them by holding them down to receive a shot full of God knows what. I say all this to say, if you vaccinate your kids, GREAT! If you don’t, GREAT! I don’t care either way! Again, my oldest is vaccinated. At that time, I thought that was best for him, for us. Six years and 2 more kids later, I no longer think that. And that’s okay. Here’s to doing what you think is best for YOUR child and trusting your mom instincts instead of just going along with it because it’s what your parents did for you, or what the drs tell you, you HAVE to do.” - Kaitlyn Wilson - ✍️

“Sudden And Unexpected”

29,570 просмотров • 5 месяцев назад

N:Do you miss your father? Shall I tell you another story about your father? Would you like that? Come on, let's see. Had I told you how I met your father? Let me tell you that. Once upon a time, there was a man, a true gentleman and very handsome, who turned Istanbul upside down. The whole city was afraid of him. But behind his eyes, there was always a sadness. On the other side of the city, there was also a girl. A girl trying to exist through her songs. One day, their paths crossed in an old hotel. The man was captivated when he saw the girl, but there was always someone else on his mind. A girl named Rüya. Like a ghost from the past that wouldn’t leave. The girl felt this. Because a person can always tell when there is the shadow of someone else in the heart of the man she loves. Still, they couldn't stay away from each other. Every time the man spoke, the girl drew a little closer to him. Every time the girl smiled, the man forgot a little more of the darkness inside him. Then one day, they understood. That Rüya your father had been chasing for years... was actually me. It turns out a person sometimes wanders the whole city just to reach the place they are looking for. Fate separates two people first, and then gives them back to each other. This fairy tale lost us at first, and then brought us back together again. That's why your name will be Rüya, my daughter. Because when your father finds us again, everyone's dream will come true. #EşrefRüya #EşSan

N:Do you miss your father? Shall I tell you another story about your father? Would you like that? Come on, let's see. Had I told you how I met your father? Let me tell you that. Once upon a time, there was a man, a true gentleman and very handsome, who turned Istanbul upside down. The whole city was afraid of him. But behind his eyes, there was always a sadness. On the other side of the city, there was also a girl. A girl trying to exist through her songs. One day, their paths crossed in an old hotel. The man was captivated when he saw the girl, but there was always someone else on his mind. A girl named Rüya. Like a ghost from the past that wouldn’t leave. The girl felt this. Because a person can always tell when there is the shadow of someone else in the heart of the man she loves. Still, they couldn't stay away from each other. Every time the man spoke, the girl drew a little closer to him. Every time the girl smiled, the man forgot a little more of the darkness inside him. Then one day, they understood. That Rüya your father had been chasing for years... was actually me. It turns out a person sometimes wanders the whole city just to reach the place they are looking for. Fate separates two people first, and then gives them back to each other. This fairy tale lost us at first, and then brought us back together again. That's why your name will be Rüya, my daughter. Because when your father finds us again, everyone's dream will come true. #EşrefRüya #EşSan

𝖀𝖓𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖓

10,819 просмотров • 3 месяцев назад

Part 1: I have never zoomed in on their faces in the last KTV moment. Because I would just cry watching that last video. But I decided to do it today and my heart just broke more. The silence between them was sad but their faces and little thing they do? More sad, more heartbreaking. Yueyue looks like he will cry at any moment, the more he looks at his man the more his nose flares up, the more his fingers play with his Adam's apple, the more he tries to look up and blink each time. And Leizi...I can't make out his eyes but I know it's an unblocking stare at his moon in front of him. The more he looks, the more he anxiously bites his lips, the more he takes big gulps, the more his breathing deepens and the more his chest heaves. Now they are married and having a great time in their beijing apartment with their 3 kids but I cannot imagine what this moment felt for them. And I hope they never feel it again. Only warm cuddles and hugs and kisses to one another. (Part 2 will be me zooming in on the last scene where yueyue sings his heart out~ Don't kill me!)

Part 1: I have never zoomed in on their faces in the last KTV moment. Because I would just cry watching that last video. But I decided to do it today and my heart just broke more. The silence between them was sad but their faces and little thing they do? More sad, more heartbreaking. Yueyue looks like he will cry at any moment, the more he looks at his man the more his nose flares up, the more his fingers play with his Adam's apple, the more he tries to look up and blink each time. And Leizi...I can't make out his eyes but I know it's an unblocking stare at his moon in front of him. The more he looks, the more he anxiously bites his lips, the more he takes big gulps, the more his breathing deepens and the more his chest heaves. Now they are married and having a great time in their beijing apartment with their 3 kids but I cannot imagine what this moment felt for them. And I hope they never feel it again. Only warm cuddles and hugs and kisses to one another. (Part 2 will be me zooming in on the last scene where yueyue sings his heart out~ Don't kill me!)

GnuTan

77,870 просмотров • 3 месяцев назад

This is a great session to demonstrate how far Estimates has fallen. I asked a perfectly simple question: if a person followed the TGA's COVID-19 "vaccine" schedule, how many shots would they have had by now? Watch as they bob and weave to avoid answering this simple question. Part of the reason for this is to use up time. The TGA session attracts a lot of interest, and my time is limited, so the longer they can draw out the answer, the fewer questions they have to answer. I then asked about a new study showing that the COVID-19 jabs produced spike proteins for almost two years after injection, despite being told that the vaccines stayed in the injection site and passed out of the body in a matter of hours. Professor Lawler tried to discredit the research, which was conducted by Yale, and refused to acknowledge that the spike proteins from the "vaccine" were being produced for years after vaccination, despite the paper stating exactly that. A substantial amount of my time was spent on them saying very little that they could be held accountable for later. I also asked about other studies linking vaccines with autism and received a similar response: the link between vaccines and autism has been discredited—nothing to see here, move on. The link between autism and vaccination has been well established, even with the small number of papers that have survived the bullying from big Pharma to protect their sacred cash cow. I will not stop pursuing the truth about vaccine harm. Note: This video combines two separate sessions into one video file.

This is a great session to demonstrate how far Estimates has fallen. I asked a perfectly simple question: if a person followed the TGA's COVID-19 "vaccine" schedule, how many shots would they have had by now? Watch as they bob and weave to avoid answering this simple question. Part of the reason for this is to use up time. The TGA session attracts a lot of interest, and my time is limited, so the longer they can draw out the answer, the fewer questions they have to answer. I then asked about a new study showing that the COVID-19 jabs produced spike proteins for almost two years after injection, despite being told that the vaccines stayed in the injection site and passed out of the body in a matter of hours. Professor Lawler tried to discredit the research, which was conducted by Yale, and refused to acknowledge that the spike proteins from the "vaccine" were being produced for years after vaccination, despite the paper stating exactly that. A substantial amount of my time was spent on them saying very little that they could be held accountable for later. I also asked about other studies linking vaccines with autism and received a similar response: the link between vaccines and autism has been discredited—nothing to see here, move on. The link between autism and vaccination has been well established, even with the small number of papers that have survived the bullying from big Pharma to protect their sacred cash cow. I will not stop pursuing the truth about vaccine harm. Note: This video combines two separate sessions into one video file.

Malcolm Roberts 🇦🇺

32,887 просмотров • 1 год назад

A short video from Egypt has moved millions around the world. A blind construction worker, identified as Mostafa, is seen carrying a heavy sack of cement on his shoulder while his young son, Yaseen, gently holds His hand and guides Him safely with every step. Mostafa shared that He has worked in construction since He was young. Some time ago, His eyesight began to fade until He eventually lost His vision completely. Yet instead of giving up or asking for charity, He chose to keep earning an honest living through hard work. Every morning, He leaves home in search of work, taking on physically demanding jobs to provide for His family. Beside Him is His greatest source of strength His little son. While the father carries the weight of cement, the child carries the weight of responsibility, becoming the eyes that lead Him forward. Mostafa's words touched countless hearts: "My son is my eyes. He guides me wherever I go and safely brings me home." The story quickly spread across social media, inspiring people with its message of dignity, resilience, and unconditional love. Many called for greater support for hardworking families like theirs so they would not have to endure such hardship just to meet basic needs. Despite the attention, Mostafa asked for only one thing: an opportunity. His dream is to educate His children and give them a better future through work suited to His physical condition. Sometimes, the brightest vision doesn't come from sight it comes from love, sacrifice and responsibility. For Mostafa, that light is His little son, Yaseen.

A short video from Egypt has moved millions around the world. A blind construction worker, identified as Mostafa, is seen carrying a heavy sack of cement on his shoulder while his young son, Yaseen, gently holds His hand and guides Him safely with every step. Mostafa shared that He has worked in construction since He was young. Some time ago, His eyesight began to fade until He eventually lost His vision completely. Yet instead of giving up or asking for charity, He chose to keep earning an honest living through hard work. Every morning, He leaves home in search of work, taking on physically demanding jobs to provide for His family. Beside Him is His greatest source of strength His little son. While the father carries the weight of cement, the child carries the weight of responsibility, becoming the eyes that lead Him forward. Mostafa's words touched countless hearts: "My son is my eyes. He guides me wherever I go and safely brings me home." The story quickly spread across social media, inspiring people with its message of dignity, resilience, and unconditional love. Many called for greater support for hardworking families like theirs so they would not have to endure such hardship just to meet basic needs. Despite the attention, Mostafa asked for only one thing: an opportunity. His dream is to educate His children and give them a better future through work suited to His physical condition. Sometimes, the brightest vision doesn't come from sight it comes from love, sacrifice and responsibility. For Mostafa, that light is His little son, Yaseen.

It's Ahmad

29,447 просмотров • 2 месяцев назад

#WATCH | Delhi: Son of Army Brigadier, Tejas Singh Arora says, "It was around 10 PM that night... Some unidentified individuals were sitting in their Mercedes car, drinking. Since this was within a residential society—and drinking in public places is illegal—my father and I confronted them... They retorted, claiming to be locals, and refused to leave... I called the PCR van. When the police vehicle arrived, the officer refused to record our complaint; furthermore, the man who had been drinking put the officer on a phone call with someone. After speaking with that person, the officer flatly refused to register our report... Subsequently, 7 to 8 goons arrived in two cars. In total, there were nearly ten people present at the scene... When we went to the police station, they refused to even listen to us for nearly half an hour. Eventually, they instructed us to undergo a Medico-Legal Case (MLC) examination first, stating that they would register the report based on those findings... After waiting for an hour, we decided to go to the Army's R&R Hospital, where our MLC report was prepared and subsequently forwarded to the police station... This afternoon, with the Indian Army's CMP (Corps of Military Police) and their support staff, the police initiated the process for filing an FIR... The individuals who were drinking in the car belong to Mehram Nagar and come from a business background."

#WATCH | Delhi: Son of Army Brigadier, Tejas Singh Arora says, "It was around 10 PM that night... Some unidentified individuals were sitting in their Mercedes car, drinking. Since this was within a residential society—and drinking in public places is illegal—my father and I confronted them... They retorted, claiming to be locals, and refused to leave... I called the PCR van. When the police vehicle arrived, the officer refused to record our complaint; furthermore, the man who had been drinking put the officer on a phone call with someone. After speaking with that person, the officer flatly refused to register our report... Subsequently, 7 to 8 goons arrived in two cars. In total, there were nearly ten people present at the scene... When we went to the police station, they refused to even listen to us for nearly half an hour. Eventually, they instructed us to undergo a Medico-Legal Case (MLC) examination first, stating that they would register the report based on those findings... After waiting for an hour, we decided to go to the Army's R&R Hospital, where our MLC report was prepared and subsequently forwarded to the police station... This afternoon, with the Indian Army's CMP (Corps of Military Police) and their support staff, the police initiated the process for filing an FIR... The individuals who were drinking in the car belong to Mehram Nagar and come from a business background."

ANI

121,327 просмотров • 5 месяцев назад