[Edited 7/6/24: Minor corrections. I was thinking about pulling this post, but after reviewing it I decided not to.]
As I woke up this morning, I realized that I had titled the previous post Puberty Blockers, but I had branched into other themes without finishing that one. This is what happens when I write at 2:00 AM and want to publish before I sleep. So I’ll fill in some of what was left out, but first, the main subject of this post.
Also as I was waking up this morning I identified seven forms of contemporary child sacrifice. Not that it is meant to be a complete list.
The obvious one, that receives so much attention that the others can be missed, the abortion industry/abortion mills. Our vice president was a champion for it, as Attorney General in California. The party doesn’t matter. The works do.
The childhood vaccination schedule. It’s hard to say which of these first two causes more harm, because of the cover-up and gaslighting.1
The clot shots, administered to pregnant women, infants, and children. No safety testing needed— we know they accomplish what they were intended to do. Fortunately there is pushback against this one, hopefully limiting the damage done. Unfortunately there has also been push-forward, in the form of millions of dollars of government money paid out to promote this practice.
Other medical poisoning, from pharmaceuticals given to children. In earlier times, it took could be seen in giving mercury to infants in the form of teething powders and other sorcerer’s concoctions. See for example Mercury: Poisoning Our Children.
Poisoned food, starting with “baby formula” (I was given that) and continuing with nutrient-berift, toxic processed and ultra-processed “kids food” — loads of starch but please no “deadly” saturated fat. (I eat plenty of saturated fat, thank you. Not too little and not too much—our brains need fat.)
Poisoned water. See the EWG Tap Water Database.
The new darling of people everywhere seeking to maim and kill children, “gender-affirming care”.
Am I stretching the term “child sacrifice” too far by not limiting it to immediately deadly ritual, like burning them in the arms of Moloch, or aborting them? I don’t think so. My point of view is as someone rescued from death, but sentenced to a lifetime of health problems and conflicts with societal beliefs that have pressed me to the margins and kept me there.
For much of my life I have referred to this body of mine as a “lemon” — as in a car plagued with defects. Through God’s grace, when I was faithful and when I was not, I made lemonade. That doesn’t always happen. Suicide is not uncommon, possibly proving to be more deadly than the sorcerers’ poisons. At the same time, however, fear of suicide is used to promote deadly “gender-affirming care”. What a world we live in!
I dealt with suicidal ideation from puberty up until my early 40’s when I returned to the faith (the first time). The worst was in my mid-30’s (c. 1985-6), when I became serious about it. Then one day, while unemployed, home alone, and more than just thinking about suicide, I was interrupted by a phone call from a potential employer. I went for an interview and it didn’t pan out, but the worst had passed. I found a job, sought medical help, and was lied to about “chemical imbalances in the brain”, getting to experience that side of things now familiar to many. SSRIs were just coming out and I was somehow spared that poison.
At some point back there, not too long after the low point, I made a pact with myself, having nobody else to make it with, that I would not go to that place again. If I couldn’t for myself find a reason to go on, nothing would be accomplished by dying but something might at least be accomplished for other people by going on anyway. There were more details to it that I have forgotten, having never needed to look back. It was vaguely similar to what Buckminster Fuller did.
I was in my 30’s to 50’s when I dealt with all this. Now imagine a child being saddled with similar things. Child sacrifice.
Puberty Blockers
I can’t provide anyone with any fresh, well-documented research about what puberty blockers do to children, beyond what is out there if you care to “trust the science”. What I can offer is what I have been able to work out with what happened to me. It was an uncontrolled, n=1 experiment that I didn’t design, and there is plenty of room for error.
Here is what I know or can reasonably speculate about. It is related to but not the same as what these kids are being subjected to today.
The first sign of hormone trouble may have been my parents “noticing something” that they did not act upon. Now to put this in perspective, by 2nd grade my vision had become so poor that I had to squint to see the blackboard in class. This was likely due to the cranial deformation from the forceps birth, which my father said was very visible in my first years. The response, however, was “quit squinting”. We moved that summer, and in 3rd grade the new school had a talk with my parents and told them they needed to do something, and I got glasses and eye exercises. The exercises were because my eyes tend to turn out (wide-eyed). I believe this is caused by cranial nerve damage, but nobody considered the cause. You can’t repair it by simply exercising the muscles being controlled, but it gave me something to do, and the glasses have always had prism in them.
So my parents weren’t especially observant, and yet they noticed something wrong. Their response was to wait and see if it would go away on its own. As I mentioned elsewhere, they were still waiting when I was diagnosed with brain damage at 19 years old.
Meanwhile, back in or approaching puberty, I had trouble keeping up with the other kids, physically, and I had trouble participating in group activities and outdoor games. My muscles were weak and I couldn’t run very fast or for very long. It was put down to “not trying hard enough.” A serious lack of steroids was never considered.
This makes me pause to wonder how these children receiving puberty blockers will be gaslighted.
At age 54, I learned about the steroid problem. My testosterone was down in the female range, and the other sex steroids were depressed as well. Further testing after that revealed that my pregnenolone level was at the bottom of the measurable range. Pregnenolone is a precursor hormone produced in the adrenal glands and the gonads (and possibly neurons), by mitochondria within specialized cells. It is derived from LDL cholesterol (LDL-C). You know, that “bad” cholesterol that somehow still is essential for life, like so many bad things in a fallen world where good is presented as bad.
Supplementing with pregnenolone had no effect. The level appears to be down-regulated. I have tried supplementation more than once, and had my steroids tested more than once as well. No significant change. The research I have done for my various symptoms seems to point toward the pituitary gland, which regulates many things including pregnenolone secretion. As it happens, I had a brain MRI in 2020, after I lost much of the hearing in my right ear to neurodegeneration, and the radiologist noted a “partially empty sella”. The sella turcica is the recess in the base of the skull where the pituitary sits. My pituitary is undersized. The endocrinologist with whom I consulted did not see it as important. She wanted to get my cholesterol down. She was helpful to a point, but I eventually gave up on her. Cholesterol Derangement Syndrome.
This is where the evidence ends. Something’s not right with my endocrine system. Sex steroids are at low levels, still. The symptoms existed before puberty. Low steroids have a puberty-blocking effect. Mine was visibly inhibited. At puberty and beyond, I lacked normal sex drive, and my muscles didn’t bulk. Increased testosterone at puberty should have sent a stop signal to my growth. Instead I grew to a little over 6 feet tall, unusual within my extended family. Low pregnenolone also affects memory. My short-term memory is particularly impacted.
At puberty, I preferred going for walks in the open fields around my house to doing anything involving girls. I never went on a date, or to a dance. I read a lot. No “raging hormones”. These are symptoms of just a partially failed puberty. Who wouldn’t want that?
Some years later the church problems began in earnest. I had expected to be baptized and become a member at 18, which was the way this one normally did things. Instead, the conversation at counselings kept turning to comments about “latent homosexuality”. I had no idea what they were going on about. I wasn’t even interested, sexually, in women, let alone men. I am asexual. Now, however, I get it. They thought I was gay. I ended up joining the unchurched when I was 21, leaving the faith altogether in my early 30’s, and staying away for nearly 19 years.
So those are some of the potential “benefits” of a partially blocked puberty. Are you ready to sign your kids up? No? Child abuser!
When I was transitioning, the risks of hormone supplementation (“replacement“) and hormone blockers were well known2. The informed consent that doctors failed to provide could be learned at trans conferences, where there were doctors that were trans, and I attended several of those conferences. The suicide risk was also well understood and taken seriously by some. I cannot see what is going on now as anything but an intentional attack upon children.
It has recently come out that our government was directly involved in evicerating the portions of the WPATH protocol that excluded children.
This world is crumbling rapidly. The cause is not the corrupt leaders. They are an effect. The heart of the problem is the people, collectively “us”. The hearts of the people. It is my prayer and expectation that as things grow progressively worse — the birth pangs that Jesus spoke about, coming ever more frequently and intensely — that many will turn to Him and be saved.
Related: Puberty Blockers (My Transition Testamonial)
At the time I wrote this I was not considering the contributions of EMF-everywhere and glyphosate in the food supply. The causes could include any or all of these.
Hormone replacement therapy (HRT) was being discouraged for most women as too risky, but was still considered to be appropriate for transsexuals.