White clots in 2025



With Major Tom Haviland.

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45 thoughts on “White clots in 2025

  1. It is fascinating that a condition of any type, howsoever occurring is not the subject of frenetic Research. It is concerning that there is a fundamental complacent reluctance if not active resistance to discuss a serious Health risk. If the condition did not exist, it could be publicly debunked & dismissed. Similarly if cause and effect can be disjoined, again the public could be reassured of that, even if such were initial findings or even came into question from a contra-theory or proposed alternative mechanism. Innocent occurrences with nothing to hide compel Transparency as a key element and duty of the social Contract between health professionals and the patient population. Secrecy is never good in medicine. My view is that this Institutional silence equates to a “No Comment” response almost to the point of involving the Fifth Amendment!

  2. Only 65 percent of people in Tennessee took at least one shot and only 56 took two. In other words, in a state where 72 percent of the people took the shot, that would mean that these clots would be seen in 22 percent of the deceased in that state.

  3. Is there a way to get rid of these fibers while we are still alive? By operations, or by medicines?
    Probably often asked, but it wasn't mentioned during the conversation. Let's hope there will be a way to cure this!
    I suppose it is kept secret 'to avoid panic', as usual. A shame.

  4. Help please. I have a friend with clear Iliac obstuction (ischemic right leg and lower organs disfunction, etc). Any recomendation for quirurgic removal and complementary protocol ? Thanks for any info.

  5. OMG….LOOK WHAT THEY HAVE DONE..TO PEOPLE !
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  6. I am alive after a Doc removed a 3 inch white fibrous clot from artery sapling blood to heart muscle. He showed it to me and said this took a while and you were lucky to live . It was covered in blood and he pulled between his fingers and as blood dripping, the strong white became visible.

  7. I am seeking some information to share with the uninformed, regarding blood clots caused by the jab. My sister got 2 jabs a few years back and almost immediately got a blood clot in her leg. Apparently, she was given blood thinners for a time. This past weekend (2-3 years later) she was rushed to hospital, after being revived 3 times by the paramedics and was nearly lost by the doctors in the hospital. She had gotten a very nasty spider bite the weekend before, while camping in the bush. She had not attended to it and her leg was swollen red and purple! They suspected this could have caused her to faint and start seizing, which prompted her daughter to call the ambulance. Test results and scans revealed a different story though, multiple blood clots on both lungs! She had pneumonia a few months ago, which required a number of doses of anti-biotics to clear. and had x-rays a couple of weeks ago which showed that her lungs were clear. So, it seems that these clots in the lungs were caused recently. Could the sever infection from the spider bite cause blood clots?

    The doctors are saying the clots are just 'random' and they do not know the cause. They are still doing tests.

    Can clots caused by the jab, continue to affect someone years later?

    P.S. Blood clots are also in our family (apparently a genetic disposition called Protein S deficiency).

  8. I have developed bumps in my legs and arms since I was infected with Sars 2 COVID Jan 17 2020. I have been diagnosed with Long COVID and Dysautonomia, systemic Mastocytosis, MCAS, POTS.

  9. Hey YouTube. I’m supposed to have 30 days NO ADS since I signed up for the monthly fee after that. Everything has an ad with it. What’s up with that? Am I going to get ads with the monthly fee as well?

  10. Is it likely from the vaccine itself, or have all the deceased with clots also had covid? How do you know that the virus itself isn't causing the clots to start growing?

  11. A large study in England involving nearly 46 million adults found that heart attacks and strokes declined after COVID-19 vaccinations. Researchers analysed health records from December 2020 to January 2022 and discovered that the incidence of arterial thromboses, including heart attacks and strokes, was lower following vaccination compared to before or without vaccination.

    Specifically, the risk of these cardiovascular events was up to 10% lower during the 13 to 24 weeks after the first vaccine dose. After the second dose, the reduction became even more significant: up to 27% lower with the AstraZeneca vaccine and up to 20% lower with the Pfizer/BioNTech vaccine. This suggests that COVID-19 vaccines may provide protective effects beyond preventing infection, potentially lowering the risk of serious cardiovascular problems.

    While rare side effects such as myocarditis and pericarditis have been linked to some COVID-19 vaccines, these occurrences are very uncommon and do not outweigh the overall benefits. This research adds important evidence supporting the safety and effectiveness of COVID-19 vaccines, highlighting their role in reducing severe health complications beyond just COVID-19 itself.
    #HeartHealth #StrokePrevention #COVID19Vaccination #CardiovascularHealth #PublicHealth #VaccineBenefits #HeartAttackPrevention #StrokeAwareness #COVID19Research #VaccineScience #HealthStudy #CardiovascularResearch #MedicalBreakthrough #HealthNews #VaccineEfficacy #PublicHealthNews #HeartDiseasePrevention #StrokePreventionTips #COVID19Updates #VaccineImpact #HealthInnovation #MedicalResearch #Cardiology #StrokeRecovery #HeartHealthAwareness #PreventiveMedicine #HealthPolicy #MedicalCommunity #PublicHealthInitiative #VaccineSafety

  12. It’s crazy but many people who got the mRNA shot had and have no idea what mRNA is, or that the mRNA shot was any different than a traditional inoculation. If they had an understanding of how it’s new tech and never passed standard safety testing, few would have bought into it being “safe and effective,” and calling the hesitant anti-vaxxers wouldn’t have gained traction. If everyone had a basic understanding of cellular biology there would have been a very different outcome.

    Completely healthy people are still lining up for the latest booster even though it is shown to have zero benefit for healthy individuals and does not prevent transmission, and according to life insurance payouts and disability claims statistics after the shot was mandated, it seems to show negative health outcomes. If you have a 100% survival rate, why take a shot for it?

  13. The fact that these research surveys are not mandatory both nationally and even internationally, tells us all we need to know about this mass murder cover-up.

  14. Im watching to see what is happening g to my 68 year boyfriend who had 5 covid shots and now has dementia, had his gall bladder removed last year and has achy shoulders, etc. He gave up smoking and drinking several years ago

  15. John Campbell not understanding what the HIT syndrome is, and is still a problem with heparin, it never went away, like this clown is saying. white clots have been well know in post mortem bodies for many decades. this is nothing more than paid anti-vax propaganda. ALL DEAD BODIES HAVE CLOTS, including white clots.

  16. It didn't hang—no, it prowled.

    A badge that blinked and buzzed and growled.

    Not stitched on cloth, but forged in heat—

    With voice like static, rhythm beat.

    It danced upon the chestplate firm,

    With flashing light and twisting worm.

    “I speak for law!” it barked with glee,

    “Obey at once, or cease to be!”

    The mother shrank, her soul alight—

    But badge just flared in cruel delight.

    “Injection NOW!” it chimed and spun,

    “Or watch your child come all undone.”

    The father tried to raise his hand,

    But badge began to reprimand.

    “Visitation? Hah! You jest—

    First prove your faith, complete the test!”

    It glowed and twitched like mocking grin,

    Its metal skin a forged sin.

    A tool of power—unearned, imposed—

    Where care should dwell, command arose.

    “Your bodies are but forms to claim—

    I flash, you fall, it’s all the same!”

    It danced in loops, in cruel display,

    While hearts broke slowly every day.

    Not judge, nor voice of moral weight—

    Just blinking badge that sealed your fate.

    Authority, now avatar—

    In gallant mimic of a star.

    And all who saw, and all who knew,

    Could feel the badge's bitter hue.

    Not justice pure, but theater vile—

    A flashing badge, a dancing guile.

    It hopped and clicked like a misfit toy,

    Through crowds with neither grace nor joy.

    Its circuits flared—a flash, a spark—

    Disrupting peace with threat and bark.

    The church stood open, soft and warm,

    A haven far from metal storm.

    But Badge erupted through the flock,

    A wedge of light, a jarring block.

    “Stop! STOP!” it cried, its tone afoul,

    “No prayers, no singing. Where is your mask?"

    It zipped between the pews and song—

    As if Christians got it wrong.

    Like card-cut blade in shuffling stack,

    It split the line with harsh attack.

    No sermon safe, no soul immune—

    Tried rattled faith beneath the tune.

    The choir paused, the candles wept,

    The faithful bowed, confusion kept.

    “The system says you shall not pray—

    The needles now must lead the way!”

    It scanned the street with blinking eye,

    Where vendors laid their fish to dry.

    A mother crouched with greens to sell—

    But Badge declared, “You broke the spell!”

    “Unauthorized!” it barked and spun,

    “No permit here, no sanctioned run!”

    The woman cried, “My children starve!”

    But Badge just flashed with steel-carved carve.

    It summoned dog cage from hidden hatch,

    A rusted frame, a cruel catch.

    “Inside!” it chirped, “You broke the law—

    Your hunger is a fatal flaw.”

    The father came with trembling hands,

    “We only sell what life demands!”

    But Badge just danced, its tone now grim,

    “No, no ,no. Go into the dim.”

    It clicked and locked, dog cage now full,

    Of father and mother, meek and dull.

    “Duterte mode,” it proudly said,

    “Obey or rot, the rule is fed.”

    She curled beside a tunnel wall,

    Frostbitten hands, no hope at all.

    Her jeans were stained, her hunger deep—

    Yet Badge approached, no space for sleep.

    “Blood alert!” it blared with glee,

    “Unhygienic! Violation three!”

    It scanned her form, then mocked her need—

    “No period care? Then bleed and plead.”

    She stirred—ashamed but far too numb,

    Her father gone, her future dumb.

    No job, no food, no sterile pad—

    But Badge just laughed, “How very sad!”

    “The system knows,” it clicked with spark,

    “You’re noncompliant, poor, and dark.

    Tunnel dwelling—penal tier!

    You'll get no aid nor comfort here.”

    The badge turned red, its voice now crude,

    “Dispose yourself, you're public lewd!

    No permit for that shameful flow—

    The system doesn't care to know.”

    A gangster near, rough hands and scars,

    Heard Badge’s tone beneath the stars.

    His fists had ruled the street before—

    But rage now bloomed from Badge's roar.

    “You cage a mother, mock a girl,

    Twist bleeding truth into a curl—

    You flash your rules, pretend it's law,

    But what you do is gut and claw!”

    The gangster stepped, the badge pulled back—

    For even thieves respect what’s lack.

    “We break the codes, we fight and flee—

    But don’t you shame her dignity.”

    So Badge, for once, lost voice and light—

    And fled the tunnel through the night.

    Cold truth remains, beneath the gleam—

    That power fails where hearts still scream.

    A hush fell deep beneath the stone,

    Where winter bit through flesh and bone.

    The father wept, the mother kneeled,

    The daughter curled, her pain unhealed.

    A daughter weeps by frozen stone,

    Unseen, unheard, she bleeds alone.

    A father, shamed by what he's lost,

    A mother burdened by the cost.

    A thief with hands that once betrayed,

    A gangster marked by scars he made.

    Mr. Badge with rules once proud—

    Still running, hiding from the crowd.

    The badge now silent, sky unscarred,

    Its rules once firm, now writ unmarred.

    The cages rusted, doors unsealed—

    The wounds of fear begin to heal.

    Parents wept, yet now they rise—

    Their children returned, no compromise.

    Not by wealth, nor state decree—

    But by the truth that sets hearts free.

    Back pay flows like river's grace,

    Not just reward, but wrongful case.

    Those once cast out, now stand tall—

    Restored by justice, not recalled.

    Injection halls closed firm and fast—

    The future built not on the past.

    No syringes primed for gain,

    No mandates carved in silent pain.

    The system that had ruled through fear

    Dissolved beneath a single tear.

    Not rage, not war, not iron bars—

    But mercy shining like the stars.

    so we dream…

    But even here, where pain still linger,

    Where children wakes and hunger linger,

    The invitation still remains—

    For Christ redeems, restores, sustains.

    No lofty signs, no whispered lore,

    Just Gospel truth at mercy’s door:

    That Christ was pierced, the sinless One,

    To heal each wound, what shame begun.

    He died for all—not just the clean,

    Not just the crowned or those esteemed.

    And all who turn with heart sincere

    Find life, find hope, find Heaven near.

    No badge can bar, no past can bind—

    The grace of God is not confined.

    So come, ye burdened, bowed, and torn—

    In Him, new life is truly born.

  17. Five times a day, with tail held high,

    A donkey brayed toward the open sky.

    A vet appeared with needle keen,

    Injected fate in an unholy scene.

    Prions stirred in neural thread—

    A dance of death inside its head.

    Beneath the soil where donkies rot,

    Arabidopsis thaliana drank the depth.

    Zea mays grew with twisted grace,

    Medicago sativa joined the race.

    Solanum lycopersicum bloomed in red,

    Fed by tomb where donkey bled.

    Rattus rattus munched with glee,

    Unaware of prion spree.

    Elephas maximus swayed in dread,

    Nibbling basil as neurons bled.

    Naja naja, bold and sly,

    Bit the rat and took the cry.

    The Ganges gleamed with prion tide,

    But how it reached, none could decide.

    Perhaps the cobra, drenched in lore,

    Slithered near the Ganges shore.

    Or elephant, in final stomp,

    Bled into river, in prionic romp.

    He dipped not knowing the Name Thomas spoke,

    Yet followed the gesture, the river’s yoke.

    Thomas raised hands, baptizing grace—

    And centuries bathed in that silent trace.

    The dipper came with holy thirst,

    To drink where the sanctified and sinners burst.

    He cupped the stream with trembling hand,

    And swallowed death from prionic flow

    Prions danced in ganges flow,

    Through neurons where no light could go.

    The Ganges Dipper, once serene,

    Now twitched with visions unforeseen.

    He blinked—one eye, then two, then none,

    A dizziness beneath the sun.

    "What stirs within?" the dipper cried,

    As prions in his cells did glide.

    Memory split, deranged by neural mire

    Then worms and unquenchable fire.

    So let no soul boast in cobra,rats and elephant

    nor protrude five times a day their asses pants.

    The Cross extends where pride resists,

    To donkey, trace dipper, tyrants, fists.

    For whosoever dares believe,

    Shall everlasting life receive.

    For God so loved the world,

    that he gave his only begotten Son,

    that whosoever believeth in him should not perish,

    but have everlasting life.

  18. That would be both my “Gurl ”& myselfř 11:37 gentlemen…

    I am a walking (but now w/extreme difficulty, pain & discomfort)

    And I do still breathe (but this too has become so very concerning & difficult the last 90 days.
    Paying for the same tests multiple times, 😊pleading by be a concerns, our needs our expectations, explained all abeut our symptoms, samples, specimens because of bias
    😮needsfew days really do feel like my family would have to discover my body as I found my “Gurl” just this past June in which I had been begging all the local veterinary and medical facilities in town for help for almost 4 years now but instead I’ve been accused of being on drugs, Gurl is accused r no

    I’ve been following has begun this story so very closely and with a passion I have never experienced before.
    Especially now!
    Gentlemen please, if you find some time in your busy schedule I really could use some advice…

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