Oh, Canada... What has become of thee?

I just spoke with my night nurse and night orderly (who claims to be a member of the Order of the Eastern Star).

I was informing them that I intend to kill myself on webcam should the Canadian Government support Dr. Rogers in walking me to suicide by pharmakeia.

I was telling them that if somehow my stream is shut down (I already purchased a domain and a VPS and am in the process of configuring it ahead of time) I will find a place in public and do it (I will not harm anyone else).

They would not give me the time of day.

I told them there job was to support their patients here at The Royal.
They did not appreciate this.
They told me if I wasn't going to kill myself tonight they didn't want to hear more details and that I should take it up with my doctor.
I told them my doctor is aware she is walking me to suicide and it is being supported by the government and they just looked at me coldly and one of them rolled their eyes and made a funny face.

Now, I know this is an MK ULTRA slave hospital (See my entry Respect. Everyone Deserves It), but once again, I am a human being made in God's image too, and I no longer an MK ULTRA slave. I am also a Canadian citizen.

I have given up my legal rights, and will not press charges, but I am still morally outraged at how they are treating me and my fellow patients, even if they are here voluntarily (yet still coerced via various means).

The staff here prey on them while they are drugged on the pharmakeia, and it breaks my heart seeing the lives they live and how the staff laugh and delight in the suffering of the patients. Especially how they abuse them in subtle means, since the patients can barely think on the drugs. Also, as simple as lying to their face about something they said a few seconds prior, but the patients can't keep up due to the pharmakeia.

We aren't in the Anti-Christ kingdom yet. Nor are we in Nazi Germany.

The Canadian Government is well aware of the legislation surrounding the Mental Health Act and the Health Care Consent Act: they wrote them. They are well aware of what happens in hospitals like this across the country, they fund them in part and regulate them.

But the atrocities that happen here disgust me.

Even if I need to emotionally distance myself and am experiencing compassion fatigue every day, I pray I am always human enough to find what is done here in such a non-nonchalant fashion appalling.

Some days I don't even want to cry (even though I am experiencing peace, love and joy simultaneously and am rejoicing in my suffering) because some of the people here enjoy my suffering, and it encourages them to treat me poorly.

Now if they treat adult patients this way, with government support, I wonder what happens at the youth program.

Also, how will they treat my brothers and sisters in Christ using a system like this?

Will they call them delusional for believing in Jesus? Like Dr. Rogers did to me?

For having beliefs inconsistent with the secular world?

Will they force them onto pharmakeia, with the support of the government?

Will they gaslight them and otherwise psychologically abuse them? Emotionally abuse them? Cripple them financially? Will they physically abuse them, then deny it? Will they lie about them? Will they abuse their power?

Christians are tenderhearted and respect authority and try to turn the other cheek. Will they abuse their kindness, goodness, and self control?

Will they prey on my brothers and sisters in Christ the way they have preyed on me?

Now I believe I am the runt of the litter. They would have their hands full with my brothers and sisters, they aren't worldlings.

But it would still be trying for my family.

They might not be used to this particular type of abuse.

Being told they are mentally incapable and crazy for their religious beliefs and personal convictions, then being drugged against their will, making them even more vulnerable to the abuse.

A psychiatric prison is in some ways scarier than a normal prison.

You need the government to support placing you in either.

But in a psychiatric prison you are chemically lobotomized, taken advantage of and manipulated, and then made to feel you are the source of the problems while they continue to abuse you and reduce you to a shell of your former self. Meanwhile, with the label schizophrenia, no one will likely hear your cries. You are just another mad man or woman.

Especially if the Christian in questions family supports the lies and tells everyone they agree with the hospital that they have schizophrenia or another psychiatric illness.

Brothers. Sisters. If at any point you find yourself all alone in a psychiatric prison, surrounded by people trying to drug you and convince you you are crazy, and redefine your worldview and who you are as a person, hold firm to the faith. Remember that you are sealed with the Holy Spirit. You are united in spirit with Jesus. And, our Abba is all around you. That nothing will snatch you from our Father's hand.

Even now I have brothers and sisters undergoing this type of persecution all over the world. But perhaps it will get worse as the world waxes worse and worse. And perhaps the government will continue to sanction worse and worse abuses for my family.

It breaks my heart that this systematic abuse is sponsored by the government of the nation I hold dear.

Oh, Canada... What has happened to you?

"God keep our land glorious and free!"

I am free in Christ. I can rejoice in my sufferings.

But, explain to me how the Canadian Government is honouring God right now by how they are treating me.

How they must be treating some of my brothers and sisters in Christ as well at present. I may be one of the weakest of my family: but, right now I have access to a laptop and I will stand up for them. Even if it means tomorrow they further restrict my privileges and I am beaten or threatened or spat on again.

Oh, Canada... Please don't forget. You answer to my Abba.

It is even in your national anthem.

Please, don't degrade too badly, before the Anti-Christ kingdom has even begun. I barely recognize you already.

You will have to give an account of everything you've done and been complicit in to Jesus.

Will he approve?

I am not the judge. I am not a government official. I am unemployed and considered to be one of the lowest of the low socially.

But I am one of His servants. One of His children. A temple of His.

He loves me.

He loves me so much he is letting me suffer for his namesake. He loves me so much he is here enduring the abuse with me, and only allowing me to experience what I can bear. He loves me so much, the Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy Spirit is right here in the mud with me, comforting me as he does.

He loves me so much, he is permitting I stay on a Form 33. The age Christ Jesus, the only begotten Son, was when he was crucified.

They haven't left any physical bruises on me yet here at The Royal. Although some staff and patients and passersby have tried.

Perhaps, if the government continues to stand idly by, I will be beaten black and blue. Perhaps, I will even be raped as an adult as well as having been raped as a child. Perhaps, the staff will even deny it happened and call me crazy. Perhaps those that hate me at The Royal will no longer be able to control their rage, and they will push me down the stairs.

Shame on you, Canada.

Oh, Canada... Do. Your. Job.

(Please.)