So the one and only Mr H has now ended his worldly life, but will live forever with the many humans he loved and loved him. He was much loved 🌈💞 #ItsADogsLife
@DrChrisNorthrup And I’m very happy to live in Norway and pay my taxes 🙌
All treatments, surgery and medication free 😊
Link to study published June 2026
https://t.co/dyb9JcTbF4
@DrChrisNorthrup The Pathology report came back as highly aggressive cancer, using PROSIGNA to determine need for chemo etc.
PROSIGNA has reduced the need for unnecessary chemo ~70% in recent studies.
I’m done with chemo, had 2 surgeries and plenty very expensive medications, all for free.
A forceful speech by Poland 🇵🇱 FM @radeksikorski prior to the by now famous 🇺🇳 vote on the 🇷🇺 aggression against 🇺🇦, where 🇺🇸 supported 🇷🇺 against 🇺🇦 and 🇪🇺.
Look at the 16 other countries that joined 🇷🇺🇺🇸 and voted against the 🇪🇺🇺🇦🇬🇧 resolution condemning the 🇷🇺 aggression! What a list! Is that the way the world now looks?
BBC Verify has examined 24 hours of @elonmusk's timeline and found a wave of misinformation amplified in the posts.
Watch the video by @BBCRosAtkins here: https://t.co/ykBTUrf9hZ
"[AIDS] is not being caused by a virus. It's not a virus... These people are dying because of 'poppers'... they were people who were part of a gay lifestyle... "
"This is not a viral disease, but it's a disease that is environmental."
- HHS Secretary Nominee RFK Jr
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‘He shuffled into the Mar a Lago ballroom around 5:30, his table cordoned off in the center of the room. He liked the attention, part circus freak, part caged animal. He stared beady-eyed and disconsolate thru the gauzy crowd to the stage that had been set up for a victory that would not come. Not tonight, not ever again. He knew it. He could feel it all the way down to the curdled marrow within his brittle bones. He was a loser. Just like the whispers that had followed him for a lifetime spent outrunning the truth. He could see the ocean beyond the windows, it felt as if the waves themselves were laughing at him. The sun dancing on their faces, rejoicing. His own face was fallen, smeared, surfeited of any hopeful countenance. Ghosts of bygone failures seemed to gather in the rafters, beyond the gilded ceiling towards which his hopes would never again rise. Success was a distant memory, he was the clown the world always knew he was and it was over. He pushed down any feeling for now but knew this night would bring a reckoning he had avoided too long. The jig was up. Defeat fell hard and fast and he could almost detect the faint hint of a smile on his own children’s faces. Deep down they hated him too. They knew what he knew, they world despised him. It was over. Forever.’