Hello dear friends. We are just 1 day away from Halloween, and what could be more Halloween than a cemetery am I right? Well, it turns out Vancouver is looking to change how they bury their dead.
Oh what? Stacking the dead? That doesn’t sound right....
Why is it Vancouver’s only cemetery? Build another one, Why do people have to share a grave? Oh, it’s more environmentally friendly? Well of course! Gotta tackle that climate change!
What exactly do they mean it will “make the graveyard an interesting place for the living”? How? Sounds like a weird and even creepier place. A tad more depressing that when yo die you might end up in a mass grave with other unfortunate shmucks.
three or four to a grave? That’s basically a mass grave. Possibly unmarked graves as well Wtf?
Vancouver is really on a roll. If you’ll remember a few months back, I reported on Canada’s first “Body Farm” in Vancouver. An open air mass grave site for the purposes of ‘study’.
Oh, I see. There’s an element of profit in this scheme. Being able to sell the same plot 3-4 times over, well isn’t that a nice chunk of change for the city’s coffers?
Right right, “with permission”. Well, how long will that be until they change the bylaw again? Eventually it won’t be up to anyone but the city, how they will dispose of you or your relatives.
So in order to be buried in a cemetery, you have to have a coffin? Don’t most people cremate these days? Interestingly, they cremated my grandmother and buried her ashes in a cemetery, in like a short square wooden box.
You know, a shroud in instead of a coffin, without embalming. There’s nothing wrong with those ideas. Those are not offensive things, there’s nothing wrong with rotting naturally in itself. However, they are programming people into these environmental friendly burials concepts for the last few years now. It’s obvious (in my mind) that this is very much a part of the agenda.
LoL “hey, have you heard about the farmers that compost whole cows?” And I was like hmm... Let’s do that to people!
What a bunch of bullshit! 😂
Hey, nothing sounds better than being composted in a pile of shit, am I right?
Yea Milton. We all remember. I only see the same regurgitated friggin article a couple times per year.
Doesn’t it sound great? Become a beautiful tree! Heck, why not a lemon tree?
As the saying goes, “when life gives you lemons and you die, make lemon trees” or something like that.
There’s that shroud talk again. “Friends and family carry the body to the top of the core which contains the natural decomposition system” Idk I’m picturing a shoot they drop you into o be stirred up with the shit and hay and whatever. Like a giant dead body mixer.
And manure, don’t forget the manure.
Mmm mmm, that’s some good human fertilizer. Steve with a dash of Susan will grow us a lovely flower bed.
There ya have it. It’s a global campaign to turn humans into resources. Straight out of brave new world. Different method, same idea.
Alkaline hydrosis is another one that’s very disturbing.
"When they open up the chamber, all that’s remaining is bones. And those can be pulverized into fine powder, according to KQED.
And the liquid that’s left over? That goes into an “accumulation tank,” according to Wired. The Associate Press described the fluid as “brownish, syrupy residue.” The liquid can be poured into the sewage system with no trouble, according to Scientific American."
"One worry might be amount of water used in the process—about 300 gallons per corpse. Gloria says this might be a consideration during droughts but is otherwise a drop in the bucket. “If every Californian who died in one year used water cremation, it would amount to 64 million gallons of water in that year,” he says. “One L.A. [water] treatment plant uses more than 500 million gallons in a day.”
"Of greater concern is the high pH involved in the process, which scuttled the first California bill seeking to legalize alkaline hydrolysis. The machine at U.C.L.A. discharges waste that is a stronger base than a typical household drain unclogging fluid; it exceeds pH 11, the limit for discharge into the environment set by Los Angeles to protect against corrosion of skin and metal. Other cities have even stricter standards. In San Francisco nothing beyond pH 9 can go down the drain. Fisher’s device can add acid to lower pH before disposing of the remains; others bubble in carbon dioxide. But California is not taking chances. Responding to concerns from the California Association of Sanitation Agencies, the new bill requires funeral homes offering alkaline hydrolysis to apply to their local water authority for a permit to send the liquid remains into the sewer on-site—or to pay a company experienced in biological waste disposal to get rid of them." source
Recompose (the human fertilizer company) video
Predictive Programming (Brave New World)
Excerpt from Chapter 14: Brave New World
The Park Lane Hospital for the Dying was a sixty-story tower of primrose tiles. As the Savage stepped out of his taxicopter a convoy of gaily-coloured aerial hearses rose whirring from the roof and darted away across the Park, westwards, bound for the Slough Crematorium. At the lift gates the presiding porter gave him the information he required, and he dropped down to Ward 81 (a Galloping Senility ward, the porter explained) on the seventeenth floor.
It was a large room bright with sunshine and yellow paint, and containing twenty beds, all occupied. Linda was dying in company–in company and with all the modern conveniences. The air was continuously alive with gay synthetic melodies. At the foot of every bed, confronting its moribund occupant, was a television box. Television was left on, a running tap, from morning till night. Every quarter of an hour the prevailing perfume of the room was automatically changed. "We try," explained the nurse, who had taken charge of the Savage at the door, "we try to create a thoroughly pleasant atmosphere here–something between a first-class hotel and a feely-palace, if you take my meaning."
"Where is she?" asked the Savage, ignoring these polite explanations.
The nurse was offended. "You are in a hurry," she said.
"Is there any hope?" he asked.
"You mean, of her not dying?" (He nodded.) "No, of course there isn't. When somebody's sent here, there's no …" Startled by the expression of distress on his pale face, she suddenly broke off. "Why, whatever is the matter?" she asked. She was not accustomed to this kind of thing in visitors. (Not that there were many visitors anyhow: or any reason why there should be many visitors.) "You're not feeling ill, are you?"
Second excerpt: Chapter 5: Brave New World (the Slough crematorium)
Lenina and Henry climbed into their machine and started off. At eight hundred feet Henry slowed down the helicopter screws, and they hung for a minute or two poised above the fading landscape. The forest of Burnham Beeches stretched like a great pool of darkness towards the bright shore of the western sky. Crimson at the horizon, the last of the sunset faded, through orange, upwards into yellow and a pale watery green. Northwards, beyond and above the trees, the Internal and External Secretions factory glared with a fierce electric brilliance from every window of its twenty stories. Beneath them lay the buildings of the Golf Club–the huge Lower Caste barracks and, on the other side of a dividing wall, the smaller houses reserved for Alpha and Beta members. The approaches to the monorail station were black with the ant-like pullulation of lower-caste activity. From under the glass vault a lighted train shot out into the open. Following its southeasterly course across the dark plain their eyes were drawn to the majestic buildings of the Slough Crematorium. For the safety of night-flying planes, its four tall chimneys were flood-lighted and tipped with crimson danger signals. It was a landmark.
"Why do the smoke-stacks have those things like balconies around them?" enquired Lenina.
"Phosphorus recovery," explained Henry telegraphically. "On their way up the chimney the gases go through four separate treatments. P2O5 used to go right out of circulation every time they cremated some one. Now they recover over ninety-eight per cent of it. More than a kilo and a half per adult corpse. Which makes the best part of four hundred tons of phosphorus every year from England alone." Henry spoke with a happy pride, rejoicing whole-heartedly in the achievement, as though it had been his own. "Fine to think we can go on being socially useful even after we're dead. Making plants grow."
Lenina, meanwhile, had turned her eyes away and was looking perpendicularly downwards at the monorail station. "Fine," she agreed. "But queer that Alphas and Betas won't make any more plants grow than those nasty little Gammas and Deltas and Epsilons down there."
"All men are physico-chemically equal," said Henry sententiously. "Besides, even Epsilons perform indispensable services."
You can find the book online at huxley.net
So it’s in my opinion that this new “greener burial” campaign and the other post-Mortem disposal ideas they are promoting, having nothing to do with environmental friendliness. This is an agenda to shift the way we think of human LIFE. The disposal of our dead is a reflection of how we see ourselves as a species. It’s a reflection of our respect for our own existence.
However, we are constantly being manipulated by the mainstream media to see ourselves as ‘carbon pollutants’, and in achieving the goals of the UN’s Agenda 2030’s post carbon world vision. We must tread lightly from the beginning of our lives to the end. Where will go on to being either a benign corpse, or a future fertilizer for the urban farm in the megacity.
From a person to an unperson” (to take a word from the book 1984), someone who never existed. Disposable like a worker bee, which goes hand in hand with the hive mind programming.
Hive mind is both a social conditioning, creating a society of groupthink, and active effort to create a neural network of universal consciousness. A transhumanism Agenda.
That’s gonna do it for today, thanks for stopping by! Be sure to keep an eye out for my annual Halloween horror movie list 2019 sometime tomorrow. Here’s lay years list if you didn’t catch it last year.
Also, every Friday night I’ll be posting a classic horror movie from my childhood memories. “Friday Night Frightz” will be exclusively on the video platform bitchute.
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