Spot the difference: before and after plastic surgery to remove the disfiguring scar from her ‘dead’ right eye. Result of Illuminati MIND CONTROL ‘training’.
The highlights of THE unofficial biography of Eliza Manningham-Buller (as written by an ex-spook, who has worked for both MI6 and MI5):
Or as I prefer to call it: potted history of a shrimp who pretended to be a shark and ended up like one of those plastic blow-up models – just waiting to be harpooned.
Eliza Manningham-Buller
1980: guilty of the torture, disfigurement and murder of Kathleen – a Solihull schoolgirl who became an MI5 recruit upon the Russian course in 1979.
The highlights of THE unofficial biography of Eliza Manningham-Buller (as written by an ex-spook, who has worked for both MI6 and MI5):
Or as I prefer to call it: potted history of a shrimp who pretended to be a shark and ended up like one of those plastic blow-up models – just waiting to be harpooned.
Eliza Manningham-Buller
1980: guilty of the torture, disfigurement and murder of Kathleen – a Solihull schoolgirl who became an MI5 recruit upon the Russian course in 1979.
Manningham-Buller had originally been recruited into British Intelligence Services to teach Russian. She was a hopeless teacher but worse than that - she used to instruct her classes to stand up and do the 'Nazi' salute as she entered the room. We were not allowed to begin the lesson until this had been performed. She was known as the 'Mad Bull'.
Manningham-Buller took an instant dislike to Kathleen and set fire to her hair, in front of all the other trainees. No one was allowed to help Kathleen to put the flames out. Manningham-Buller was screaming ‘vanity of vanities’ to Kathleen, as her face burnt. Kathleen survived this attack but with third degree burns. She had been run as a prostitute (common use for female agents) but was now too disfigured to be used in this way. Manningham-Buller gave the order for her to be murdered. Various members of staff arranged for Kathleen to be ‘accidentally’ electrocuted. Kathleen also survived this attack. She was then smothered in her sleep. Stella Rimington attended her funeral. One of the ‘service’ always has to be at the funeral.
Manningham-Buller took an instant dislike to Kathleen and set fire to her hair, in front of all the other trainees. No one was allowed to help Kathleen to put the flames out. Manningham-Buller was screaming ‘vanity of vanities’ to Kathleen, as her face burnt. Kathleen survived this attack but with third degree burns. She had been run as a prostitute (common use for female agents) but was now too disfigured to be used in this way. Manningham-Buller gave the order for her to be murdered. Various members of staff arranged for Kathleen to be ‘accidentally’ electrocuted. Kathleen also survived this attack. She was then smothered in her sleep. Stella Rimington attended her funeral. One of the ‘service’ always has to be at the funeral.
‘She is understood to be keen to widen the range of recruits appointed to the security service to include more from ethnic minority groups.
Her specialist field is counter-terrorism, which is especially relevant given the threat posed by Islamic groups linked to al-Qaeda.’
This is a LIE. She is creating mind control slaves to start terrorist cells.
Spooks series:
I advised M-B in 1997 to take control of public image of MI5 (rather like James Bond is a great advertisement for MI6) in the same way as the FBI had done with various cop shows including the ‘X files’.
'A security source said: "We want to attract more females but the Spooks programme may be having a bad effect because of the way some of the female characters have been killed off."'
This show is now geared to recruiting young women (after having been lambasted for putting young women off applying because of the amount of female officers dying in the first series).
This is NOT fiction. This is FACT.
Moreover, female recruits are not necessarily killed in action – the vast majority of them are murdered by their employers.
A bad joke on my part? You don’t know the half of it.
A bad joke on my part? You don’t know the half of it.
The Times October 31, 2005
"The concern about the shortage of female applicants has coincided with MI5’s drive to expand its staff from 2,000 to 3,000, following an injection of extra cash from the Treasury. Dame Eliza had originally planned to reach the new total of 3,000 by the end of 2008. But the date has now been brought forward to 2007 to cope with the increased demands for surveillance and intelligence officers since the July 7 suicide bombings in London. MI5 is also looking for new premises in London because its headquarters at Thames House is nearly full. Office blocks, big enough to take several hundred staff, are being checked within the M25 area.
One proviso is that the new building, which will act as an alternative HQ in the event of any terrorist attempt to target Thames House, will remain a secret address — as during the Cold War days when the MI5 HQ at Gower Street in London was never listed as the official home of the Security Service.
MI5 is also in the process of opening new regional premises, to house small numbers of staff to work closely with local Special Branch offices. Eight outlying stations whose precise location will also remain secret, will cover Scotland, the North East. the North West, the Midlands, Wales, southwest England, southeast England and East England"
Read ex-MI6 officer: Richard Tomlinson’ blog to get an idea of what MI5 does in tandem with Special Branch.
They have been persecuting and vilifying him for years. The ‘hidden hand’ behind all of this is MI6 but the Mad Bull and Scarlett (Penelope Pitstop to his friends) have been ‘bosom buddies’ for years. In 1979 and whilst employed as an MI6 trainer of new recruits on the 'INSET' course (a 6 month module of 'mind control' training), Scarlett was trying to have an affair with Manningham-Buller. He has had a soft spot for her every since. Manningham-Buller repaid this by having his young son kidnapped and raped in 1980.
Trivia:
Manningham-Buller was transsexual at birth. She is a lesbian and develops ‘crushes’ on her female colleagues. She attended a private school for girls with Princess Anne and has been part of the aristocracy from birth. She was known as the ‘Bully’, during her tenure as head-girl at this establishment.
One can say in view of Manningham-Buller's personal history that what she most needed to do was to see a ‘good therapist’, appropriate counseling – that sort of thing. What she did not need was to be made Director General of MI5. Nor did the country, for that matter.
For the ‘official’ blurb – see Wikipedia:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eliza_Manningham-Buller
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100 Birds of Bangalore City
Category (click to view)
Doves & Pigeon
Parakeets
Oriole
Barbet
Bulbul
Myna
Shrike
Drongo
Bee eater
Flycatcher
Chloropsis & Blue bird
Tit
Iora & White Eye
Warbler
Sunbird
Flowerpecker
Bushchat
Robin
Babbler
Pitta
Cuckoo & Koel
Thrush & Shortwing
Treepie
Sparrow, Munia & Bunting
Hoopoe
Indian Roller / Blue Jay
Swift, Swallow & Martin
Partridge & Quail
Lark & Pipit
Crow
Owl
Birds of Prey
Wagtail
Kingfisher
Lapwing
Sandpiper
Shank
Stilt & Plover
Moorhen
Waterhen & Watercock
Heron
Egret
Ibis & Storks
Grebe & Cormorant
Teal & Duck
Pelican
Coot
Doves & Pigeon
1. Spotted Dove
Size : Pigeon – Call : krookruk-krukroo….. kroo .. kroo
White spots on black nape. Usually seen in pairs.
Food : Seeds & grains on ground, occasionally insects.
2. Little Brown Dove or Laughing Dove
Size : Myna + – Call : Soft coo –rooroo-crooo-roo
Smaller than spotted dove. White dots on black throat area over a smaller extent. Side coverts are grey. Seen in small flocks or pairs.
Food : Seeds & grains on ground.
3. Blue Rock Pigeon
Size : Pigeon + Call : A deep gootr-goo, gootr-goo
A slaty-grey bird with metallic sheen of purple, magenta and green on neck and upper breast. Prominent two bars on the wings and a band across the end of the tail. Seen in open country with cliffs and gorges and near human habitation.Very common
Food : Cereals, pulses, groundnut, etc.
Parakeets
4. Rose ringed Parakeet
Size : Myna + Call : A loud, screaming keeak, keeak, keeak…..
Male has thin rose pink coloured ring around the neck, absent in female. Seen in noisy flocks flying in between trees or in the evenings high above the trees.
Food : Fruits mainly for seeds, gather in orchards for feasting.
Oriole
5. Golden Oriole
Size : Myna Call : Harsh cheeh,, fluty wee-lo-wee
Brilliant golden yellow bird with black wings. Seen in pairs, sometimes chasing each other. Winter visitor (Sept – Jan).
Food : Insects, nectar, fruits & berries.
Barbet
6. Small Green or White cheeked Barbet
Size : Indian Myna Call : kor-r-r-kutroo, kutroo, kutroo, kor-r
Has stout bill, white cheek and scaly brown breast. Seen in pairs or small parties clinging to trunks and branches of trees climbing up like a woodpecker. Seen in lower canopy.
Food : Fruits, berries & insects.
7. Coppersmith or Crimson-breasted Barbet
Size : Half the size of Small Green Barbet Call : loud tuk, tuk, cuk,cuk repeated every second, like coppersmith hammering metal.
Has yellow throat, crimson forehead & breast. Seen on fruiting trees. Found in singles or in big parties.
Food : Fruits, berries & insects.
Bulbul
8. Red whiskered Bulbul
Size : Myna – Call : Joyous chattering notes
A red & white patch at ear coverts. Prominent crest. Commonly seen on small trees & bushes. Found in pairs or small flocks.
Food : Fruits, nectar & insects.
9. Red vented Bulbul
Size : Myna – Call : Joyous chattering notes
No red & white patch at the ear coverts. No prominent crest. Generally darker in colour compared to the other bulbul. Common in scrub & secondary jungle. Found in noisy pairs or in large congregations at fruit trees.
Food : Fruits & berries, nectar & insects.
10. White-browed Bulbul
Size : Myna – Call : Bursts of rattling notes
Uncrested brownish olive-green bird with conspicuous white eyebrows and forehead. Dark eye-strip and moustachial strip. Seen in pairs in scrub and bush jungles.
Food : Figs, berries, insects and nectar.
Myna
11. Common or Indian Myna
Size : Bulbul + Call : Variety of sharp calls and chatter.
A common bird with glossy black head, and bright yellow legs, a naked yellow patch around the eye. A white patch on wings, conspicuous in flight. Found in farms and human habitations.
Food : Fruits, insects, lizards, etc.
12. Jungle Myna
Size : Indian Myna Call : Very similar to common myna
Looks like Indian Myna, but without the naked yellow patch around the eye. Body colour is dark grey. Has tufts of feathers on forehead. Seen in jungle and human habitations.
Food : Fruits, insects, lizards, etc.
13. Grey Headed Myna
Size : Myna – Call : Squabbling and chatter varied by some pleasant musical notes
A small trim, silvery grey myna. Seen in small flocks in thinly wooded country. Rarely seen in cultivated zone. Winter visitor.
Food : Berries, insects & nectar.
14. Rosy Starling
Size : Myna - Call : Harsh chattering and warbling song.
Small myna-like bird with rose pink body, black head, wings and tail. Seen in winter with dull brownish colour.
Food : Insects like grasshopper, figs, lantana berries and nectar.
Shrike
15. Brown Shrike
Size : Bulbul Call : A harsh chr-r-r
A winter visitor to southern India. Reddish brown, except for white forehead and eyebrows. A black line through eye to ear-coverts. Tail rufous brown and wings brownish black. Seen during twilights near forest edges and scrub jungles.
Food : Large insects, small birds, mammals, lizards, etc.
Drongo
16. Grey Or Ashy Drongo
Size : Bulbul + Call : Has a variety of calls, including mimicking other birds
A slim, glossy slate-black bird with deeply forked tail. Crimson coloured eyes are diagnostic. Below is dull grey. Avoids open areas and are found in deep and dense forests. Seen in small parties hunting for insects. Winter visitor.
Food : Mainly insects, also reptiles and small birds.
17. Black Drongo
Size : Bulbul+ Call : ti-tiu; harsh cheeche - chichichichichuk
The only drongo commonly found in open country. Glossy black bird with deeply forked tail and dark red iris. Diagnostic white spot below the eye. Usually solitary. Avoids dense forest.
Food : Insects , sometimes nectar & rarely small birds.
Bee eater
18. Small Green Bee-eater
Size : Sparrow Call : A pleasant jingling tit, tit or tree-tree-tree
A grass green bird with a slender, long slightly curved bill. Long tail with 2 extended pin feathers. Seen in pairs of small parties catching insects in flight and returning to the same perch.
Food : Mainly winged insects like dragonfly & Bees.
Flycatcher
19. Brown Flycatcher
Size : Sparrow Call : Feeble chi-chi-ri-ri
Found in forests near streams. Ashy brown above, dirty white below. A striking white ring around the eyes. Throat conspicuously white and black legs. Winter visitor.
Food : Largely flies.
20. Tickell’s Blue Flycatcher
Size : Sparrow Call : A pleasing metallic trill se-se-se swee-si si
An active small bird with head to tail indigo-blue and orange breast. Perched bolt upright, a couple of metres from ground, flicking tail constantly and uttering a sharp ‘tik-tik’ from time to time. Seen singly in thick bushes, bamboos & near streams
Food : Flies & other small winged insects.
21. Paradise Flycatcher
Size : Bulbul Call : A harsh che or che-chew
Adult male silvery white with metallic black crested head & two long, narrow ribbon-like feathers in tail. Young male & female chestnut colour, young male with long tail, female without. Singly or in pairs in wooded areas in forest, seen catching winged insects.
Food : Flies & other small winged insects.
22. White-spotted or White-throated Fantail Flycatcher
Size : Bulbul – Call : Harsh chuk-chuk
Found in pairs in wooded jungle and shrubs. Similar to White-browed, but lacks the prominent white brow. Has diagnostic white spots on breast and flanks and white throat.
Food : Flies and gnats.
Chloropsis & Blue bird
23. Gold-fronted Chloropsis
Size : Bulbul Call : It mimics the call of other birds like Drongo, Magpie Robin, Sunbirds, etc
An active leaf-green arboreal bird, with golden-orange forehead. Black chin. Female plain green. Beak thinner than Barbet. Hunts among the foliage for insects, clinging upside down and in all manner of acrobatic positions (like Grey Tit).
Food : Insects, their larvae and nectar.
Tit
24. Grey Tit
Size : Sparrow – Call : A loud, clear, whistling song: whee-chichi, whee-chichi, whee-chichi
Black head with white cheeks, grey body, whitish below, Seen in pairs or small bands, often with other small birds; restless, clings upside down, and indulges in all sorts of acrobatic displays, as it hunts among leaves and branches for insects.
Food : Insects.
Iora & White Eye
25. Common Iora
Size : Sparrow Call : A soft clear whistle
A sparrow-like bird, except for the beak. Male is yellow & black, while female is yellow & green. But the yellow is duller than that of Oriole, and the size about half. Seen in pairs moving from branch to branch in the tree or bushes, catching insects.
Food : Insects and their larvae.
26. White Eye
Size : Sparrow - Call : A feeble wee-weee
Has a prominent white circle around the eye and a dull yellow throat (overall appearance similar to some warblers and flower-pecker).
Food : Insects, nectar, fleshy pulp of fruits & berries.
Warbler
27. Ashy Prinia or Ashy Wren Warbler
Size : Sparrow – Call : A sharp tee-tee-tee
Ashy above and white below. The loose, longish, graduated, black and white tipped tail is carried but partially raised and constantly moved up and down and sideward. Seen in forest fringes and scrubs. Found in pairs among low bushes.
Food : Insects & spiders.
28. Plain Prinia or Plain Wren Warbler
Size : Sparrow – Call : Rapid tlick- tlick- tlick continuously for 10 seconds
Similar to Ashy Wren Warbler, but rufous earthy brown above and no spots on the tail. Seen in pairs in open scrub and grassy areas.
Food : Insects, caterpillars, ants and beetles.
29. Dull Green Leaf Warbler
Size : Sparrow – Call : Squeaky chiwee
Single faint wing-bar, greenish above with white brow and dark eye-streak. Yellow cheeks and yellowish white below. Seen singly or in company of hunting party of small insectivorous birds. Found in well-wooded areas. Winter visitor.
Food : Insects, including caterpillars.
30. Tailor Bird
Size : Sparrow – Call : A loud cheerful towit- towit- towit or pretty- pretty- pretty.
Olive green, with whitish underparts. Rust coloured crown. Two elongated, pin-pointed tail feathers, constantly lifted up. Seen actively moving about among vegetation in search of insects. Found in singles or pairs.
Food : Tiny insects & spiders, sometimes nectar.
Sunbird
31. Purple-rumped Sunbird
Size : Sparrow – Call : tityou, tityou, tityou, trr-r-rtit
Small bird with typical, long curved beak. Males have iridescent greenish crown, yellow breast fading into white towards belly. Females less conspicuous. Commonest of all sunbirds.
Food : Nectar, Insects & Spiders.
32. Purple Sunbird
Size : Sparrow – Call : A sharp wich, wich & cheewit- cheewit
Entire body upper part is purple and iridescent. Belly also purple.Bill shorter than Loten's sunbird.
Food : Nectar, Insects & Spiders.
Flowerpecker
33. Tickell’s Flowerpecker
Size : Sparrow – Call : Sharp chick- chick- chick
Smallest of all the birds found. Very small, restless, olive-brown bird with grayish-white under parts like female sunbird, but with short slender, slightly curved beak. Seen in single, restlessly going from tree to tree.
Food : Berries, nectar and insects.
Bushchat
34. Pied Bushchat
Size : Sparrow – Call : chep-chep-trwee; whit-whit-tit-wheee-tyeear-tiyear-tuh
Seen in open forest with bushes and tall grasses. Male black with white rump and vent and a conspicuous white, wing patch. Female earth brown with rust coloured rump.
Food : Insects.
Robin
35. Indian Robin
Size : Sparrow + Call : Utters some cheery notes-weet, sweet, chur
Male is black with a white patch on wings and chestnut under base of the tail. Female same, but dull grey-brown without white patch. Tail always lifted up. Solitary or in pairs. Normally seen on stony ground in open country or along transition zone.
Food : Insects & their eggs, spiders, etc.
36. Magpie Robin
Size : Bulbul Call : Mournful swee-ee, wee, see..]
Larger, with a longer tail than Indian Robin. Black colour on top with a white patch on wing. The entire belly is white. Seen in pairs or lone male singing in open forest, perched on low vegetation. The tail constantly goes down & up, slowly.
Food : Insects & some times nectar.
Babbler
37. Yellow-eyed babbler
Size : Bulbul – Call : A clear, loud, rather plaintive cheep- cheep- cheep.
A common babbler with conspicuous yellowish orange ring around the eye. White below, cinnamon and chestnut-brown above.
Food : Chiefly spiders and insects, also berries and flower nectar.
38. White-headed Babbler
Size : Jungle Babbler – Call : A sharp, cacophonic noise in groups
Appearance like Jungle Babbler, except having cream-coloured crown and belly.
Food : Insects and vegetable matter. Occasionally other small animals.
39. Rufousbellied or Tawnybellied Babbler
Size : Sparrow Call : A feeble but sharp cheeping calls sweech, sweech etc
Olive brown above, rusty below. Seen in small flocks , in undergrowth of the forest, sifting fallen leaves for insects.
Food : Insects and larvae, also nectar.
Pitta
40. Indian Pitta
Size : Quail Call : A loud clear double-whistle, uttered in morning and evening
Colourful, small tailless bird, with green, blue, fulvous, black and white, with crimson abdomen and under-tail. White spots near the tip of wings conspicuous during flight. Found singly hopping in the undergrowths looking for insects and grubs. Winter visitor.
Food : Mainly insects.
Cuckoo & Koel
41. Asian Koel
Size : Coucal – Call : A loud kuoo-kuoo
A familiar bird, slimmer than crow with long tail and red eye. Females brown, spotted and barred with white. Lays eggs in other species’ nest
Food : Berries and wild figs, caterpillars other insects.
42. Crow Pheasant or Coucal
Size : Crow Call : A deep booming coop-coop-coop etc in series repeated quickly
Crow-like bird with long tail and chestnut wings, red eyes. A weak flier. Commonly seen in bushes and small trees.
Food : Birds’ eggs, chicks, lizards, large insects, snails, young mice, squirrels etc. Sometimes fruits & berries.
Thrush & Shortwing
43. Blue-headed or Blue-capped Rock Thrush
Size : Bulbul – Call : Silent when wintering in south
Upper-parts blue-black. Head, chin and throat blue. Chestnut below. Conspicuous white patch on the wing. Females have uniform olive brown upper-parts and bars and scaly patterns on the under-parts. Seen singly in moist, but light forests. Winter visitor.
Food : Mainly insects.
Treepie
44. Indian Treepie
Size : Myna + Call : harsh kitter kitter kitter,ta-chuck chuck chuck chuck chuck, mee-aao
A long tailed rufous arboreal bird with dark grey head, neck & breast. It is usually one of the first to discover kills of the larger cats.
Food : Omnivorous - Carrion, insects, lizards & fruits.
Sparrow, Munia & Bunting
45. House Sparrow
Size : Bulbul – Call : Chirping notes
A familiar bird. Males with grey crown, black lores and around the eyes. Seen in flocks in the periphery of forest near human habitation.
Food : Omnivorous – eats grain, insects, fruit buds, flower nectar, etc.
46. Black-headed Munia
Size : Sparrow – Call : Weak peekt or pee-et; chirp-chirp-chirp; whistling veet-veet
Black head, neck and upper-breast. Rufous-brown upper-parts and white lower flanks and breast
Food : Grass & weed seeds, rice.
47. Spotted or Scaly-breasted Munia
Size : Sparrow – Call : Chirpy call notes similar to the House Sparrow
Female sparrow like appearance, brown with white below speckled with black. Seen in pairs or flocks.
Food : Grass and other seeds.
48. Red Avadavat or Munia
Size : Sparrow – Call : Feeble, but musical chirruping
Males in non-breeding plumage and females are brownish, sparsely spotted with white. Bill red and rump crimson. Tail is rounded at tip.
Food : Grass and weed seeds.
49. Baya Weaver Bird
Size : Sparrow Call : Sparrow-like chit-chit-chit; chit-chit-chit; chee-ee-ee
Male has yellow crown and breast and dark brown ear-coverts and throat. Females have unstreaked buff to pale yellow under-parts. Makes hanging nest by weaving grass.
Food : Grains & insects.
Hoopoe
50. Hoopoe
Size : Myna Call : A soft, musical hoo-po, or hoo-po-po
A light mud brown (fawn) coloured bird with prominent black and white zebra markings on back, wings & tail. Long slender, gently curved bill, fan shaped crest opens & closes. Seen singly or in pairs, on open areas, roads in the forests. Digs and pulls out earth worms and grubs.
Food : Insects.
Indian Roller / Blue Jay
51. Indian Roller or Blue Jay
Size : Pigeon + Call : Variety of loud, croaks and chuckles, harsh grating screams
A grey & blue bird with heavy black bill. Seen in singles or pairs in an open forest areas. Bright blue in flight.
Food : Large insects, frogs and lizards.
Swift, Swallow & Martin
52. House Swift
Size : Sparrow Call : Shrill joyous twittering screams
A small, smoky black bird with white throat and rump. Short square tail and long, narrow wings. Seen near rocky areas or in forest peripheries. Found flying gregariously. It is incapable of perching like other birds and so clings to the rough surfaces.
Food : Dipterous insects.
53. Red-rumped Swallow
Size : Sparrow Call : Vague chirping sound
Deep blue above, white below, deeply forked tail and chestnut rump which is seen in flight. Much smaller than swift; habits similar. Makes nests with mud with small entrance hole under rock overhangs.
Food : Flying insects.
54. Common or Barn Swallow
Size : Sparrow Call : A pleasant, low twittering
Glossy blue above and pinkish white below, with deeply forked, long tail. Chestnut forehead and throat with a black band distinguishes it from Red-rumped Swallow. Swift and graceful flier, catching insects in the mid-air. Winter visitor.
Food : Chiefly flies and midges.
Partridge & Quail
55. Grey Partridge or Grey Francolin
Size : Half of Country fowl Call : A ringing, high-pitched, musical kateetar kateetar or pateela pateela quickly repeated
Grayish-brown ground bird with a stub tail. Seen in scrub jungle in pairs or small parties. Bursting out of the bush when approached. Low and short fliers. Scratch ground for food.
Food : Grains, grass seeds, termites and insects.
56. Barred Button Quail
Size : Rain Quail – Call : Loud drumming drr-r-r-r-r-r
A typical little quail, rufous brown above, rusty and buff below. Chin, throat and breast closely barred with black. Females larger and more richly coloured, with throat and middle of the breast black. Diagnostic features are blue-grey legs and yellowish white eyes. Hind toes absent. Found in every habitat except dense forests.
Food : Grass and weed seeds, grains, green shoots and small insects.
Lark & Pipit
57. Ashy-crowned Sparrow Lark
Size : Sparrow - Call : Pleasant little “wheeching song”
Small sparrow-like bird. Male brown above black below. Female rather like female house-sparrow. Seen in open plain dry area around Bangalore.
Food : Insects and seeds.
58. Paddy Field Pipit
Size : Sparrow + Call : A distinctive pipit- pipit or tseep- tseep, etc.
Coloured like the female house sparrow. Streaked with brown on breast. A slim bird with slender bill and long tail with white outermost feathers. Looks very much like wagtail in shape.
Food : Weevils and other small insects.
Crow
59. Jungle Crow
Size : House Crow + Call : Deep guttural voice – crow
A large uniformly glossy black crow, with heavy black bill & deep guttural voice. Seen singly or in pairs. Indicator of the presence of tiger or leopard kills.
Food : Prefers carrion, but eats anything.
60. House Crow
Size : Pigeon + Call : Similar to jungle crow but softer
Most common of all Indian birds. Two-toned appearance, with paler nape, neck and breast. Grey neck and smaller size distinguishes it from Jungle Crow. Sexes alike.
Food : A wide range of food, scavenges on anything edible.
Owl
61. Spotted Owlet
Size : Myna +/– Call : A large variety of harsh chattering, chuckling notes.
Greyish brown owl with white-spots. Yellow eyes. Seen in pairs or small family parties. Prefers ancient trees.
Food : Mainly beetles and other insects, also small rodents and birds.
62. Barn Owl
Size : Jungle crow Call : A mixture of screams and weird snoring and hissing notes
A typical owl, with golden buff and grey upper-parts finely stippled with black and white. Under-parts are silky white, spotted with dark brown. Large round head with a conspicuous stiff feathers surrounding a white, monkey-like face disc. Sexes alike. Seen singly or in pairs in forest fringes. Purely nocturnal and emerges after dark and flies silently, looking for rats and mice.
Food : Almost exclusively on rats and mice.
Birds of Prey
63. Pariah Kite or Black Kite
Size : Jungle Crow + Call : A shrill, almost musical whistling ewe-wir-wir-wir
A large brown bird distinguished from all birds of prey by its forked tail. Commonest of all birds seen near villages, towns, in and around forest areas.
Food : Mainly scavenging, also insects, disabled mice & lizards.
64. Brahminy Kite
Size : Kite + / – Call : thneee
Like Pariah Kite, but with bright rusty red above with white head, neck, breast and below. No fork-tail. Seen in singles or pairs near water areas. Swoops down on prey.
Food : Fish, frogs, small snakes & lizards, also insects.
65. Shikra
Size : Pigeon + Call : A loud, harsh, challenging swe-swu
A lightly built bird of prey with ashy blue above, white below with rusty brown cross-bars. Tail broad with blackish cross bands. Single or pairs in lightly forested area. Suddenly attack and grab the prey.
Food : small snakes, lizards, mice, small birds and insects.
66. Blackwinged Kite
Size : Crow – Call : A shrill cry, rarely heard
Ashy gray bird with black patches on the shoulder, conspicuous at rest as well as in flight. Seen in singles in fringes of the forest and in grassland hovering in the mid-air to scan the ground and drops down on prey.
Food : Insects, mice & lizards.
67. Common Kestrel
Size : Pigeon Call : Sharp ki-ki-ki or tit…wee
A small slender falcon, brick red above, grey head and light buff below. Pointed black wings and grey tail. Distinguished by its hunting method of staying stationary in the air and scanning for prey below. Found singly hovering over open areas and grassland. Winter visitor.
Food : Field mice, lizards, locusts and other large insects.
68. Marsh Harrier
Size : Kite – Call :
A winter visitor. Males dark brown with rufous head, neck, breast and below. Silvery grey tail & wings. Female chocolate brown with buff-coloured cap. A harrier frequenting marshes & ponds. Seen flying a few metres above the marsh vegetation and dropping to seize the prey.
Food : Frogs, fish, small birds, mammals and also carrion.
69. Short-toed Snake Eagle
Size : Kite + Call : A loud screaming pieeou, pieeou
Brown above, white below barred with brown. Head large and owl-like. Legs unfeathered. Hunting method similar to Kestrel, but movements is clumsier. Seen hovering over dry plains and foothills
Food : Mainly snakes and lizards, sometimes small rodents and other birds.
70. Egyptian Vulture
Size : Kite Call :
A small, kite-like vulture. Body is dirty-white and has yellow, pointed head and bill. Long pointed wings, with black flight feathers. Wedge-shaped tail is diagnostic. An expert in killing stranded freshwater turtles and extracting flesh from its shell. Seen near forest peripheries and human habitations, stalking about on ground.
Food : Mainly human wastes and animal carcasses.
Wagtail
71. Large Pied Wagtail
Size : Bulbul Call : Number of loud pleasant whistling calls
Black and white bird, very similar to Magpie-robin, but with prominent white eye brow. Long tail never lifted up like robin, but continuously wags up and down. Seen in pairs around water-bodies and open forest.
Food : Insects.
72. Grey Wagtail
Size : Large pied wagtail – Call : Sharp chicheep- chicheep etc, uttered in flight
Similar to other wagtail with grayish above and tail, yellowish below and rump, dark throat. Winter visitor and has variable colour phases. Seen in singles in forest roads chasing insects.
Food : Insects.
Kingfisher
73. White-breasted Kingfisher
Size : Myna Call : A loud kiee- kiee uttered frequently
A brilliant blue kingfisher with deep chocolate brown head, neck and under parts, conspicuous white throat and breast. Long heavy pointed bill. A white wing patch prominent in flight. Seen in singles near water-bodies. Can also exist away from water-bodies.
Food : Fish, frogs, lizards and insects.
74. Pied Kingfisher
Size : White breasted kingfisher – Call : A sharp, cheery chirruk- chirruk uttered in flight
A speckled and barred black and white kingfisher with the typical stout, dagger-shaped bill. Seen in singles or pairs near streams and tanks, perched on rock or hovering above water.
Food : Fish, frogs and aquatic insects.
75. Small Blue Kingfisher
Size : Sparrow Call : A sharp chichee- chichee uttered as it flies at top speed, low over the water
A much smaller blue and green, little kingfisher with rust coloured under parts. Stumpy tail. Long, straight, pointed bill. Seen in singles near stream, tank or any other water-bodies.
Food : Small fish, frogs and aquatic insects.
Lapwing
76. Red-wattled Lapwing
Size : Crow– Call : A loud, penetrating, Did-he-do-it repeated
A long legged bird with light brown body, red fleshy wattle in front of each eye. The beak is red, with black point. Seen singly or in pairs on ground or sometimes distributed in more numbers in open areas, edge of ponds & tanks. Can fly well, but prefers to be on ground.
Food : Insects, grubs, molluscs etc.
Sandpiper
77. Common Sandpiper
Size : Dove Call : A shrill piping tee-tee- tee-tee- tee-tee
Small lapwing like bird with grayish-olive brown above, white below with pale breast and few dark streaks on fore-neck. Winter visitor, seen near shores of water-bodies.
Food : Insects, worms, mollusks.
78. Green Sandpiper
Size : Partridge Call : tlweet-eet-eet
A dark bird with almost black upperparts with white spots and pale under-parts and white rump which are distinctive. Has a black bill, with a pale patch extending from bill over the eyes. It frequently moves up and down when standing. Seen singly near ponds and streams. Winter visitor.
Food : Mainly aquatic insects.
Shank
79. Common Green Shank
Size : Double of Common Sandpiper Call : Loud ringing tu-tu-tu in flight
Beaks long and slightly upturned. Legs are olive green and longer than Common Sandpiper. Upper-parts grey and under-parts white. Usually solitary or found in small parties near waterholes. Winter visitor.
Food : Mainly insects, sometimes tadpoles or frogs.
Stilt & Plover
80. Black-winged Stilt
Size : Green sandpiper Call : chek- chek- chek
Black and white wader with long thin red legs and slender black bill. Its stilt legs enable it to wade into comparatively deep water where it probes into the squelchy bottom mud for food.
Food : Worms, mollusks, aquatic insects, etc.
81. Little-ringed Plover
Size : Sandpiper – Call : A short whistling phiu- phiu
Sandpiper like bird but smaller, thick head, bare yellow legs and short pigeon-like bill. Brown above, white below. Black band around the neck. Black forehead, ear coverts and round the eyes. Seen in pairs or small scattered parties near water-bodies.
Food : Insects, worms and tiny crabs.
Moorhen
82. Purple Moorhen
Size : Common fowl + Call : A variety of loud hooting, cackling and hoarse notes.
Purplish blue bird with long red legs and toes. The bald red forehead continues back from short heavy red bill. A white patch under the stumpy tail conspicuous when flicked up at each step. Seen in pairs or parties in swampy reed-beds.
Food : Shoots and vegetable matter, also insects and molluscs.
Waterhen & Watercock
83. White-breasted Waterhen
Size : Half of Jungle fowl Call : Loud hoarse grunts & croaks krr-kwak-kwak, krr-kwak-kwak
Small dark greyish bird with stubby tail, white face, breast & below. Skinny long legs. Found singly or pairs near marshy areas or water holes.
Food : Insects, worms, molluscs, grains & shoots of marsh plants.
Heron
84. Indian Pond Heron
Size : Cattle Egret – Call : A harsh croak uttered in flight.
An egret-like bird, earthy brown when at rest, but with white wings and tail and rump prominent in flight. Seen in singles or loose parties at water-bodies.
Food : Insects, fish, frogs and crabs.
85. Night Heron
Size : Common fowl + Call : Loud, raucous kwaark, uttered during the flight
Grey and black, stocky bird with black crown, nape. Crest is black, intermixed with white feathers. Active in the twilight and gregarious in nature. Sexes alike. Found near ponds and waterholes.
Food : Crabs, fish, frogs, aquatic insects, etc.
86. Grey Heron
Size : Purple Heron + Call : A harsh deep croak uttered in flight
Similar to purple heron, but bigger and light grey body, whitish S-shaped long neck and black dotted line down the neck. Seen in singles near water-bodies.
Food : Insects, fish, frogs, crabs and snakes.
Egret
87. Cattle Egret
Size : Body: hen of gray jungle fowl with long neck. Call : A harsh croak uttered in flight
Snow-white bird, yellow long bill, blackish green long legs. Seen in small parties near water-bodies and accompanying grazing cattle.
Food : Mainly grasshoppers, flies, other insects. Also fish, frogs and lizards.
88. Little Egret
Size : Cattle Egret + Call : A harsh croak uttered in flight
Very similar to cattle egret, differentiated by long black bill and yellow feet. Seen mainly near water-bodies.
Food : Insects, fish, frogs and small reptiles.
89. Median Egret
Size : Little egret + Call : A harsh croak uttered in flight
Median Egret is very similar to little egret differentiated by long black or yellow bill and also absence of yellow feet. Smaller than large egret. Very easily distinguished from other waders.
Food : Insects, fish, frogs and small reptiles.
90. Large Egret
Size : Double the size of Cattle egret Call :
A lanky, snowy white bird with black legs and, black and yellow or yellow bill. Usually seen near in ponds and river banks, wading into shallow waters for frogs and fishes which come into the striking range. Solitary in nature. Found near ponds, marshes and rivers. Bigger than cattle and median egret and also absence of yellow feet.
Food : Frogs and fishes.
Ibis & Storks
91. Painted Stork
Size : Wooly-necked stork + Call : A harsh deep croak
A large stork with long, heavy, yellow bill, slightly curved near tip, and featherless orange-yellow face. White barring on black upper wing coverts, pinkish bars near the tail. Seen in pairs, parties and large congregations near water-bodies.
Food : Fish, frogs, crabs and snakes.
92. Openbill Stork
Size : Duck + Call :
A small, white or grayish white stork, with black in the wings. Reddish black bill, with diagnostic arching mandibles, leaving a gap between them. The gap helps it to open thick shells of snails found in marshes. Sexes alike. Seen in two or three or in flocks near ponds and marshes.
Food : Frogs, crabs, snails, large insects, etc.
Grebe & Cormorant
93. Little Grebe or Dabchick
Size : Pigeon – Call : A sharp tittering heard in evenings while chasing each other
A drab, plump and squat little water bird with silky white under parts, short pointed bill and no tail. Seen in pairs or parties in water-bodies.
Food : Aquatic insects and larvae, tadpoles, small fish and frogs.
94. Little Cormorant
Size : Jungle crow + Call : A harsh deep croak
A black duck-like water bird with longish stiff tail, slender, compressed bill, sharply hooked at tip. A small white patch on the throat. Seen in singles or flocks at water-bodies or perching upright on rock or trees near water-bodies.
Food : Exclusively fish.
Teal & Duck
95. Spot-bill Duck
Size : Cormorant + Call : A hoarse wheezy and loud quack
A large duck with scaly pattern, with white and metallic green wing bars. Bright orange-red legs, yellow-tipped dark bill with 2 orange-red spots at the base (1 on either side of the forehead). Seen in pairs or flock in or beside water-bodies.
Food : Chiefly vegetable matter.
96. Garganey Duck
Size : Common Fowl – Call :
A common winter visitor to India. Males have a distinguishing white eye-stripe extending well behind the eye. Has brown breast and grey sides of belly. Blue-grey pattern on wings prominent during flight. Females have dark eye-stripe and pale grey wings. Found in flocks near ponds and reservoirs.
Food : Omnivorous, but largely vegetarian especially grains and shoots.
97. Shoveller
Size : Domestic duck – Call :
A common winter migrant to India, with a typical spatulate bill. Males have glossy, dark green head and white breast. Under-parts chestnut. Pale blue on forewing, with a white bar between it and metallic green patch on wing. Females mottled dark brown and buff, with greyish blue on wings and conspicuous bright orange bill at the base. Swims with its neck and bills stretched rigidly in front to collect water, which is then sieved for food matter
Food : Largely animal matter.
98. Pintail Duck
Size : Domestic Duck – Call :
A common winter migrant duck. Males are greyish in plumage with chocolate-coloured head. A white band runs o either side of head into white neck and under-parts. Long, pointed tail pin-like feathers projecting well beyond the tail is diagnostic. Females are mottled brown and buff, with tapering tail without pins. Pairs or flocks on reed-fringed ponds.
Food : Largely vegetarian.
Pelican
99. Spot-billed Pelican
Size : Vulture + Call :
A large swan-like bird with enormous heavy flat bill with underhung elastic bag-like purplish skin. Short legs with large webbed feet. Grey whitesh bird. Seen in big lakes and tanks in and around Bangalore.
Food : Fish by cooperative efforts swimming in semi circle and scoping them up in their pouch like beak.
Coot
100. Common Coot
Size : Common Teal + Call : A clear & loud trumpet-like cry
Black, tailless water bird, very duck-like when swimming in water. Ivory white pointed bill & frontal shield (on forehead) are diagnostic. Found in pairs or small scattered parties in tanks.
Food : Grass & paddy shoots, aquatic weeds & insects.
Again - I couldn't post the 'last line' upon this webpage because the HTML 'tag' wasn't accepted and so I will do the same as before with the *:
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Again we have the old " signature of the 'priestly class' as I used to call the ASHKENAZIM 'magicians' of this evil cult.
Coot 100. Common Coot
Size : Common Teal + Call : A clear & loud trumpet-like cry
The above is very interesting to me - mainly because of my conversation with DALDRY and MALCOLM at the Prague DTO in 1995.
We all thought that TEAL(E) meant diferent things...I thought of the weather...DAlDRY thought of a bird..and MALCOLM thought of a shade of blue...and we all argued our case...even though we were well aware that there were other definitions of the word.
I was well-aware that IAN RICKSON'S girlfriend (who bears more than a passing resemblance to Mira Hindley) was listening to our conversation - her surname was TEALE.
Finally I 'submitted' to DALDRY and told him that he had won...a TEALE was an 'ugly bird' - he howled with laughter.
So let us go back to the BELL(E) and the (S)TRUMPET shall we?
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF 'HARRY POTTER':
I was thinking about that dreadful play that POLLY TEALE put on about JANE EYRE...and how it had completely airbrushed out the POST-COLONIAL element of the wife of ROCHESTER being a 'slave-wife' from the colonies...a BLACK woman, who had 'gone mad' in unexplained circumstances, after she had been brought back to ENGLAND...and who had then locked up as a prisoner in his home...to be feared and hated, by all those around her...
Two American feminist critics had made that point in the 1970s or 1980s...in a book that everyone at ESSEX UNIVERSITY was supposed to have read...this book may have been published in the 1970s (what was the name of it?) THE MADWOMAN IN THE ATTIC...at any rate, it was extremely important reading...if you wanted to know the truth about a lot of English Literature...RIMINGTON took the book off me whilst I was in MANNINGTREE...it had a B/W woman's hand and the quill of the pen, upon the front of it...my memory fails me...I will have to look up the title of it upon the INTERNET...
Anyway, most people overlooked the references to TRINIDAD or to the 'black snakey locks' of the hair of the former wife of ROCHESTER..and the HOLLYWOOD movie depicted this 'former wife' as simply a 'mad, WHITE woman'...and ROCHESTER as simply a 'man who had done a lot of business overseas - a man of the world' and NOT a slave-driver of the Colonies.
I can still remember the early black and white HOLLYWOOD movie of JANE EYRE...it instilled horror into me...worse than that...I equated my SWISS GRANDMOTHER with the 'mad wife' who had been locked up - with her white hair in disarray around her shoulders (this was how my grandmother often looked - once she had let her 'bun' down over her dressing gown)...and I can now see how 'right' I was to do that...she was an albino Semite...one of the order of the ROYAL SEPHARDIC line...those that the ASHKENAZIM hated the most...
The most terrible dream of my young life (pre-primary school)...happened after I had woken up from a nightmare that left me screaming with fear...I then ran to my parents' bedroom...and they were too sleepy to resist...my mother just said...get into the bed...and I crawled in between my mother and father...my mother immediately went back to sleep...I turned over...and touched something odd...it was my father's erect penis...massive - like a large 'U' of gristle behind my small back...he whispered into my ear 'don't tell your mother'...and then I fell asleep...it was then that the WORST nightmare happened...my Swiss grandmother entered the room...and she wasn't the normal 'sweet old lady' that everybody knew...she was terrifying - her grey/white hair was down and it was streaming - her eyes were 'black'...and she said 'they won't wake up and YOU cannot wake them...' - she began to laugh maniacally and then she began to approach me...I was still between my two parents who were sound asleep...no matter how I pushed them and shouted at them to wake up...they wouldn't move...they were completely asleep...and then I began to scream...to really scream...
And then I woke up. Screaming. My mother was furious. I had woken her up - she pulled me out of their double-bed and threw me into my room - no landing light allowed on and the door closed - these things had been allowed before - because of the 'nightmares' - she simply said - 'this time you have to get over your fears'. That was it.
DABYDEEN pooh-poohed the idea...he was telling me his worst nightmares and I was doing the same thing to him...how could I target such a feeble old woman...the wife who had been locked up was obviously BLACK and from the CARIBBEAN - not some poor old 'dear' from SWITZERLAND. This was further 'evidence' to him of my 'bad character' and from early childhood.
(JOHN WATERS CONTACTED ME - and said somewhat flippantly - 'yes HONEY, the JEWS were all doing it - it is just that the SEPHARDIM were better at it than the ASHKENAZIM - the SEPHARDIM didn't share all of their knowledge with the ASHKENAZIM'. He was talking about my Swiss-grandmother and her predilection for playing 'golf' - a euphemism for torturing children...something that my father recently told me, about his mother...and how he would be visiting his brother in the near future - an almost unheard of event - they have had very little to say to each other, for years).
Back to that 'TEALE PLAY' - another evil attempt to distort the ARTS in this country:
SUSAN BASSNETT'S brigade professed that they had all LOVED this version of JANE EYRE...and I thought, 'how weird is that?'...they are supposed to be aware of this type of history in these texts and it is now almost their 'duty' to talk about these dirty secrets of the British Empire...bring out all of that dirty linen...for all to see...yet there they all were, at that PRAGUE PARTY in 1995...gossiping about how 'wonderful' this production had been...
I asked DALDRY why...
The British Studies teacher JUDITH ELLIOT had also been to see this play back in LONDON...and had 'loved' it...she had particularly liked the 'mirror scenes' where JANE is in front of a mirror and another actress is miming the 'wife' on the other side of the mirror - mirroring JANE'S movements...but both of the actresses were WHITE...the wife on the other side of the mirror is not BLACK...and I found that very perturbing. It was 'wrong' - sending out the WRONG messages but I didn't quite get why.
So why was this play so very popular and got rave reviews in every publication/newspaper/word of mouth amongst the 'chattering classes'?
DALDRY said that the long scenes where JANE masturbates upon her bed in a long white Victorian nightgown...were very popular...
Apparently you just had to watch to understand how 'good' that production/play had been...and I thought, upon reflection...that this must be a very boring point in the entire play for a 'gay man'...whilst a woman, writhes upon the bed...faking the build-up to and then a sexual orgasm...and I could see upon DALDRY'S face that he was willing to take this further...he was up for taking the piss out of the director TEALE...an 'unspoken' thing...
..."they are two of my best friends" he was to say to me (about RICKSON and TEALE)...but I knew that he was well-aware that they were two 'CARRION CROWS' who lived off others...the scripts, plots, ideas, creative influences of others...even down to the most subtle of influences...these CARRION CROWS would devour anything and everything within their vicinity...
I now know why this is...
DALDRY at least, had a talent (a major talent in the 'dramatics' field)...and it shined out of him...when left to his own devices - and not controlled by others.
Back to the TEALE scenario:
DALDRY informed me, cirumspectly and in the way that a 'man of the world' theatre director who then gave me the decree that 'ALL THEATRE DIRECTORS ARE FRIENDS...WE NEVER DISAGREE WITH EACH OTHER...WE ARE ALL ONE'...and I wondered about the 'reality' behind that one...there is competition in every field...also, if somebody puts on a completely racist play...or puts on a comedy which takes the piss out of your family ancestry e.g. an Armenian 'comic' grandmother...how can these people 'rise above' it like an 'army reich'?
"DALDRY said that the long scenes where JANE masturbates upon her bed in a long white Victorian nightgown...were very popular..."
Once Daldry had said that one in 1995 - I nearly cried with laughter.
I then informed him that this reminded me of being back at DARTINGTON - six years before - and after having seen so many drama student productions where the actresses did little apart from waft around in long Victorian nightgowns and rub themselves up in a supposedly 'erotic' way...I wondered if this was a particular fetish of drama students in general? Could he explain that one please? Why when they were given the freedom to stage their own productions did they all make a run for the Victorian nightgowns and choreograph in some 'sexually repressed masturbating'? DALDRY started to snigger...
Anyway, it became such a hackneyed cliche of student productions at Dartington - that if anybody told me that the cast had been in Victorian nightdresses at any point - I would then refuse to see the student production. (Even the BBC doesn't stoop so low - their Victorian drama productions don't tend to feature this 'fringe' activity.)
Additionally, I couldn't quite believe that this unpolitically correct (and quite criminally so, in my opinion) 'soft-porn' version of JANE EYRE had received such stunning reviews. I was looking for answers but DALDRY wasn't giving any. Everybody had LOVED it and that was that.
What can one deduce except that Ms TEALE'S father would have been 'big' on the ASHKENAZIM network.
Okay, so what if you look like MYRA HINDLEY - I have never talked with the woman and she might be a really 'good' woman for all I know (although being friends with RACHEL DAVIES didn't put her in a 'good' light)...but one has to see the bigger picture and that is the Ashkenazim network - it all depends upon who 'DADDY' is. As far as I can see, POLLY TEALE was just another ROWLING, who had 'made good' - and by very little effort.
The point here of 'reviews' is an interesting one. The control of the media and in particular, theatre critics. Nicholas Hytner - film/theatre director (NATIONAL THEATRE, SOUTH BANK) has openly expressed his anger and annoyance at their lack of critical judgement - that must be ILL-speak for...'I have fallen foul of the ASHKENAZIM network and I don't get good reviews anymore' - amazing he has still been able to find work but then he is obviously talented (and must have private supporters). My parents loved a production of his - the play was by ALAN BENNETT. It was about a boy's school. I wish I had seen it. The whole thing appeared to be somewhat autobiographical.
My mother had dated ALAN BENNETT at Oxford University - as another 'Northern Working-Class Scholar'. His autobiography was left out for me in the Library, a few days ago and as much as I wanted to read it...I had other books to read...in order to keep going with my notes...the book was too large and I have so little time...although I am sure it would make fascinating reading and would tell you a huge amount about ILL CULTURE and programming (in between the lines).
I looked at the list of chapters and one immediately caught my eye...the strange story about an old woman came to live in the front garden of his house, in a caravan...illegally...and how he couldn't manage to get rid of her and so put up with her, for many years...
BENNETT was living in a rather expensive and 'posh' part of LONDON and so that made it all even stranger - nobody would 'evict' the woman for some reason...reminds me of RIMINGTON...rather like a metaphorical account of having to live with RIMINGTON every time you went out of the house...she would be scrutinising you, from under her lace net curtains, as you passed by the caravan...as soon as you had set foot outside your front door...how very intimidating but funny in a way - you could see how this could happen - RIMINGTON had such power over the 'elite' in LONDON - even CHARLES SAATCHI had to eat pork (although he left it) at her 'birthday luncheon' in that riverside restaurant.
Not that the woman would have been RIMINGTON but it would have been one of her operatives - the whole operation would have been designed to make BENNETT'S life hell - but in fact, he made it into a funny story, in his autobiography. A lot of reviewers of his autobiography, picked up upon it - what an odd thing to happen to a person and why on Earth would anybody put up with it? 'Mind control' and fear of repercussions, if one disobeyed orders. You try to get the woman out - you fail - she then spies upon you, relentlessly. What an intimidation tactic - and it worked. She got to stay - in her caravan. BENNETT then resolved the problem by writing his autobiography and 'outing' her, in a humorous way. I bet the 'caravan' moved on rather quickly.
HYTNER'S father was ASHKENAZIM...I was at school with him as a child...ALL SAINTS PRIMARY SCHOOL, BLACKHEATH...he was the friendliest boy in school and the most beloved of all the other kids...a cheeky chappy who had a smile on his face, most of the time, playing practical jokes upon all and sundry but never in a spiteful or mean way...until that fateful day when he came into school after his father had beaten him with his leather belt - as he was to tell us...and he just sat at his desk and wouldn't stop sobbing (it was heart-wrenching for the rest of us)...nor would he let anybody near him...he was raging inside...he could do it by himself...he didn't need sympathy from anybody...and shouted at anybody - even the teachers, who came near him...and so everybody left him alone...and he just sat there and cried all morning...with his head buried in his arms, upon the desk...I remember his friend JONATHAN...a large, tall blonde/orange haired boy who looked rather like DALDRY...who was the 'leader' of his gang...going up to him and putting an arm around his shoulder...and NICHOLAS just threw him away and yelled out that nobody must touch him...JONATHAN backed away...
I told DALDRY about the above in PRAGUE...he just nodded sagely (in terms of 'male understanding') and said 'yes, he would do that'...in relation to HYTNER'S behaviour in the classroom...
Anyway, final deductions...TEALE must be a really ILL name...I seem to remember that POLLY TEALE'S father was a scientist...something to do with NUCLEAR PHYSICS...so maybe it isn't the surname but the MAN...what was wrong with that guy?
Why am I talking about this so late in the ILL game...there will be a correspondence...as I go through the layers of the onion...this TEALE must have been up to his neck in it - central to it all...but how or why...
Other notes:
That production of OKLAHOMA! that I went to at the LION THEATRE in London...I now remember precisely what happened.
Apologies to RUTHIE HENSHAW...she didn't take the starring role.
The whole thing was a complete set-up and from start to finish.
The auditorium was virtually empty.
My 'musicals-aficionado' friend could hardly believe it...this musical had garnered the best reviews in LONDON...yet such a poor turn-out...and at the WEEKEND too...
The woman who took the lead role...looked so old...that even from a backseat in the auditorium...one could see that she was aged...because she had to sing and dance...and she couldn't do both...her voice was so poor...you could hardly hear her...never mind the words...
At the beginning of the production...a man had walked on stage to inform us that RUTHIE HENSHAW had been taken sick and her understudy had taken her place...my friend had sighed at that one...she knew all about musicals - she had been to see every one of them over the last 10 years or so - she had heard RUTHIE HENSHAW before...and had loved the whole show...I had no idea who RUTHIE HENSHAW was...and didn't think it a normal stage name...HEN-SHAW?...surely somebody would have made her take a 'starrier name'?
This was a big disappointment to my friend...the understudy and not the STAR - whom she knew could sing and act well - and she let out a loud sigh - uncharacteristic of her - somebody who rarely 'complained' about anything.
The other bizarre element in this rather unorthodox production of OKLAHOMA! was that it finished within the hour...between about 45 mins to an hour...and my friend found that one very odd as well...no break in the middle...just plough on through, for just over 45 minutes. All the musicals that she had ever been to - had breaks in the middle and were quite long affairs...around 3 hours.
Additionally, ALL of the cast were as abysmal as the main female role...although they looked slightly younger and could move a bit quicker...but the voices had no depth or resonance...you could barely hear them from where we were sitting...I had NO idea of the story of OKLAHOMA! and so because I couldn't hear the words...I had no idea of what was supposed to be going on...because all the f****** did was to sing and dance badly - hardly any scene changes - the scenery was as tinny as the costumes - no 'pointers' in terms of symbolism to help you, at all...
My friend was similarly in the dark...she told me a basic gist of the story but had no idea of what point we were in the 'drama'...because she couldn't hear the songs i.e. the lyrics, either - and so couldn't make out what was going on - and therefore couldn't make out any more of the 'plot' to help me understand what was going on.
We left THE LION THEATRE after just over 3/4 of an hour...to walk over WATERLOO BRIDGE in the dark...around 9pm at the latest...we were both tired (EFL teachers at the end of a long week in Oxford)...and so didn't want to go out to a bar etc...and that is when ANDREW MARR met us, in the middle of the bridge...because we had stopped to watch the projected images upon the SOUTH BANK complex - a sort of surreal film.
He questioned us closely upon what we had done and seen that night. My poor friend...I landed her in it but it wasn't my fault...we both told him that it was the very worst musical in existence...never seen such a bad performance in my entire life...my friend thought it was the very worst musical that she had ever seen and she had seen almost every production in LONDON for the last umpteen years...
I now realise that RIMINGTON had taken the lead role...how many other ILL acolytes had taken to the stage that night for that small, select audience...for the abbreviated/adumbrated version of the musical OKLAHOMA!...I have no idea...
In fact, it all reminds me of 1980 and being made to watch the programmers on stage, pretending to be THE BEATLES and SARGEANT PEPPER'S LONELY HEART'S CLUB BAND...
ANDREW MARR had wanted to know...what did he want to know...we had been completely set up...
All this goes to show...is how much POWER that evil woman had...i.e. that RIMINGTON had, in order to stage her own 'fantasies' in public...using an entire theatre...inviting her own 'audience'...it is truly incredible.
However, if you can force CHARLES SAATCHI to accept his 'pork lunch' without a qualm...at your 'birthday do' - along with the rest of the 'notable' guests...and then electrocute them all afterwards...I guess you can do pretty much, anything you want to do, in LONDON.
My question now is: how did she get so much power?
Other notes:
Wednesday morning...I went to bed last night...still furious with the ASHKENAZIM who had treated me so badly and for all of my life...I then began to realise that this was all about TRIBES...
I was part of the ORANGE ILL mafia tribe...and they were more powerful than the GREEN tribe...as JOHN WATERS had described yesterday...
I wonder if that is something to do with HELP-DOG'S BROWN book with an ORANGE streak down the spine? Was this a reference to my MI6 birth file?
The ORANGE tribe is all about the SPANISH SEPHARDIM...the HOUSE OF ORANGE...the tribe of my Swiss grandmother...
What did the SEPHARDIM know that the ASHKENAZIM didn't? I suppose it was the ability to be 'in the mind of G-d' in a way that the ASHKENAZIM cannot do...maybe this is esoteric or maybe it is scientific...I do not know...all I know is that the ASHKENAZIM like RIMINGTON, had no such 'gifts' or abilities and were therefore kidnapping and torturing those like TOMLINSON and myself, to 'do the work' for them...
It was as if we were the 'children of G-d' and these people were the animals, who were trying to run us, as their slaves.
I suppose this is why my history invoked so much FURY against the ASHKENAZIM GREEN tribe.
It would help that the majority of the population of the USA, speak SPANISH as their first language.
Other notes:
I had an odd flashback to a very repressed memory - it appeared to be 1980 because the other young people from that terrible 'course' were around...and we were on a ferry, coming back from an island...I think that we were still in Switzerland...but I cannot place where...maybe we had gone to that island in the middle of LAC DU NEUCHATEL...I can remember us all being upon it...but that doesn't seem to tie up with this memory...the boat trip appeared to be on the lake of THUN...but there is no island...so a peculiar memory...perhaps we had simply been to the other side of it...
We had all been set a test and the most important question was to guess the ILL HIERARCHY...and TOMLINSON was standing on board ship, telling me that it ran as follows:
1. The MAFIA
2. The SEPHARDIM
3. The ASHKENAZIM
I have no idea whether or not this is a real memory or if the above is true...I assumed he meant the Italian mafia at the top but I have no idea.
Other notes:
THE MADWOMAN IN THE ATTIC - I remember now...I had this book whilst I was at ESSEX UNIVERSITY...and this was to be my 'pen and ink alter'...shortened to MIA...although sometimes TOMLINSON used other variations...RIMINGTON liked AMI/AMY because it tied in with LITTLE WOMEN...I used to sit in bed often as not...with that large yellow folder on my knees and just write and write...pages and pages...as it came...not bothering to go back and review because I didn't have time...I just kept writing...keeping it all in my head, juggling it all like so many jigsaw pieces.
So my Swiss grandmother...I had originally seen her as a 'madwoman'...at a preschool age...and she had terrified me...
I know that she must have been a programmer because of what my father was to say 'she liked to play golf - crazy golf - like your brother Edward'...and golf is a euphemism for mind control.
I suppose she was quite old when she came to live in our house in ST AUSTELL ROAD...I remember her bedroom...she had light GREEN carpet and curtains in that room overlooking the back garden...probably the best bedroom in the house - certainly the most spacious...
I suppose that terrible nightmare told me that she had the mind control commands for both of my parents...of course, she would have them for my father...she even told me that all she had to do was to chant 'twinkle twinkle little star' to him and he would calm down...even as an adult...
I remember meeting her outside of our house...I was with JOHN WATERS...I was very young...he greeted her by kissing her hand and almost bowing to her...and all I could see was my silly old grandmother in her tottery shoes...and I asked him why...and he replied angrily that she was a goddess because she sang like an angel...and that I should be so lucky, ever to have a gift like that.
My grandmother did 'go off her head' several times in my childhood and my mother was to say later that it was because my father loved her so much, that he wouldn't contemplate sending her for any 'treatment'...she suffered from bouts of amnesia...
She used to live in the 19th Century of her very early childhood in a way...she would only wash from a basin with a jug (as her family used to do in Switzerland during her own childhood - I remember being told to do the same thing in that Neueville Tower room, as a child)...she would never have a bath or a shower...simply refused...she was in a 'world of her own' but in ours.
Who was her programmer? Who supplied her with the tapes to put into her wireless - the ones that I listened to after she had fallen asleep?
Other notes:
I had a very odd but symbolic dream last night...that I was with a friend from LANGLEY SENIORS but in SWITZERLAND...her name was LUCY HOLDSWORTH...we were walking through a Swiss town towards the railway station...but then a young man turned up...he looked threatening and LUCY was scared...I wasn't...I simply held up my right hand and said ORANGE and he cowered away (like a vampire from a crucifix) - it was so odd...I then realised that we were surrounded by programmers who could be controlled in this way.
LOO SEE WHY HOLDS WORTH
Was my subconscious mind trying to tell me something?
The name LEW...that was the name of the ITALIAN SEPHARDIC 'GI JOE' at the reception desk - the man who had told SHARON to basically get lost, at the ITALIAN SYNAGOGUE MUSEUM in Jerusalem...because he assumed that SHARON didn't have any money, as one of the ORTHODOX.
I rather liked him...at any rate I wasn't frightened of him and was quite cheeky to him...but SHARON was scared...he was trying to back out of there fast...and I made him stay. This was my favourite place in JERUSALEM...I had been there before - the time when I had seen that 'bloodless' Englishman in one of the back exhibition rooms...who was so white...he obviously had some disorder...the pallor of his face scared me and I made a note of it in my emails, during my stay in Jerusalem...I figured that he must be part of the Consulate if not the Consul...for some reason...a Civil Servant at any rate...part of the OLD ORDER in terms of accent and demeanour...we passed on the threshold of the room and he said 'hello'...or 'good morning'...I forget which...
I had also seen those two ASHKENAZIM ORTHODOX British women in there...with their dark wigs on...talking about the ceramic BALLGOWNS on show in the centre of the main room...it was a bizarre contrast...these 'Age of Enlightenment' costumed porcelain 'dolls' but without the 'dolls' inside them...and then the 17th Century artifacts, around the walls - from an Italian synagogue, which had been reconstructed, to the left of the Museum.
I suppose I could draw a cultural parallel to the PALESTINIAN women's dresses - hung up around the MI HOTEL. A very sinister set of programming objects - especially the dress laid upon the radiator. The threat of being burnt upon a boiling hot radiator.
However, one could also say that in an ILL context - these 'ceramic dresses' represented the INVISIBLE ONES...those programmers, who were controlling from behind the scenes. One might even go further - each dress had the most elaborate, intricate designs and features...and one could say that perhaps they all represented a different 'family', 'clan' or 'region'.
It was here that SHARON translated the Hebrew text about RAVENNA - who had helped HERTZL...he had been his lawyer.
What can one say but that the 'MOB' were covertly behind the whole plan for the creation of the State of Israel? It wasn't just the insane CHRISTIAN/ISRAELITE/ZIONISTS of the British Royal Family and their associates...the MOB had an interest too...but can we call the ITALIAN MAFIA the 'MOB'? They were 'Royal Families' within their own right...who had divided up Italy into regions...but had relinquished the 'Royal titles' a long time beforehand...as FRANCO was to tell me. Silent but deadly, eh?
Into the jaws of the crocodile...but for some reason, none of it scared me...probably because it was the most European and therefore most 'beautiful' exhibition, to my mind - although as SHARON was to point out - it was all HEBREW in terms of the symbols and subject matter of the paintings - he could translate the imagery - although I hadn't got a clue about most of it...
I had had enough of GREEK/RUSSIAN/ARMENIAN ORTHODOX churches to last me a lifetime, by that point...and there was no S/M imagery around anywhere...just beautiful paintings and ornate designs...it was like a little 'oasis', in Jerusalem. It was rather like visiting the BEVIS MARKS synagogue...I just felt 'good' in there...nothing alarming around...no 'graven images'...that sort of thing.
Poor SHARON I can now see how he might well have been petrified...but I hadn't got a clue...I even took him out to the fast-food ITALIAN restaurant afterwards...I had been eyeing it up before...they made the most delicious pizzas on the spot, with a massive amount of topping...and he felt a lot better after eating...although he had jollied up as he walked around the exhibits...he had never been there before...and his inquisitive mind found it all fascinating...
I kept saying to him...but surely the true JEWS who went to SPAIN, went to ITALY too - Southern Europe...isn't this a 'shared culture' in that sense? He didn't look so sure...I suppose he had no real contact with the Italian Jews in Israel (and this was a 'first' for him - visiting this reconstructed synagogue) - apart from to say that the traditions were similar but not the same.
Other notes:
I can now see why I banged on about TEALE so much in my notes yesterday...'drama' per se, had annoyed me so much and for most of my life...the 'drama crowd' at ESSEX UNIVERSITY...certain drama productions at DARTINGTON (although some of them were brilliant - really inspired) ...POWERGEN PROGRAMMING...where DALDRY had spent most of his time, teaching us to 'act' in different alters...then to realise that to be a top theatre director in the UK...you almost certainly had to be a mind control programmer...no wonder I used to profess that I HATED theatre and wouldn't go...even though I kept on going now and then...but I wouldn't admit to it...
I suppose the image that made me laugh the most was of CHRISTINE DARG at a breakfast table in the MI HOTEL - upon her mobile phone...her long red talons skittering over the number pad...screeching in the loudest and most pretentious voice, to one of her minions about musical instruments and so forth...if you hadn't known that she was the leader of the CHRISTIAN 'EXPLOITS' MINISTRY, you would have thought that she was a 'Madame' organising a cabaret act - which is pretty much what Mr D'Ajani's son was to say about that type of person...'they are all failed HOLLYWOOD actors/actresses' - and this is how they get to continue in their passion for the spotlight.
I suppose one could draw a parallel to the EDINBURGH FESTIVAL proper (Murray's Ministry) and the farcical element of the FRINGE...DARG (and her MINISTRY) were firmly positioned within the latter. 'The world is but a stage...and we are all actors'...something like that.
Other notes:
HELP-DOG didn't do much yesterday...but he did do something which gave me hope that this is all nearly over...he simply looked right...then up to the left on a diagonal...to my files...and then down at his feet...and then produced another WHITE ENVELOPE to send off/kick off in a WHITE BALL...
I suppose the last time that I sent a letter...was to HANNI - to then get back the 'years old' card that RIMINGTON had forced her to type (as part of the film)...I suppose that this means that there is one last 'letter' that I have to provoke from somebody...by writing them one - but who?
Is it HANNI again?
I came across another book by the same author - that she might like...in fact two...
1. DNA: PIRATES OF THE SACRED SPIRAL - DR LEONARD G. HOROWITZ
2. THE BATTLE FORE HEALTH IS OVER PH - GARY TUNSKY
I will send them both to her...I was looking over them both last night...and found something that made me look twice upon P2 of DNA: PIRATES OF THE SACRED SPIRAL
It was a 'typo' where the word ALTAR (religious table) is spelt as ALTER (a split-off 'personality'):
"For the life of the flesh is in the blood," records Leviticus 17:11, "and I have given it to you on the alter, to make atonement for your souls. For it is the blood by reason of the life that makes atonement."
I am not sure what to make of this but I believe that the author had the best intentions whilst writing this book...'mind control' wasn't his chosen area of investigation within this book...but one can guess that he knows a lot about it.
This book appears to be a last-minute WAKE-UP CALL to the entire world...before it plunges into darkness.
I read HEALING CODES FOR THE BIOLOGICAL APOCALYPSE by the same author...and this was the book that HANNI appeared to be 'expecting' in a funny way...or at any rate...she was expecting a BOOK...whether or not it was that particular one.
I also remember reading about how this author had 'rushed' these books out as fast as he could...because he knew that there wasn't much time left...
I have also to say that 'he really looks Italian-American' but I have no idea of his origins...may one guess that the ITALIAN-AMERICAN MAFIA has decided to take the entire 'world' in hand...and try to get it back on course...rather than catapulting towards destruction?
IRV RAIBLE was in contact with mafia bosses 'the mob' as he called them...in NY...and they were backing his claim against the DUKES OF WEIDE...against the European mobsters who were illegally holding claims to castles and land in Europe...
This book states the most important fact...that the ROYAL GENOME PROJECT is out of control...and that we are all doomed - if it is not stopped.
This is all about stopping the ROYAL FAMILY/ASHKENAZIM of Europe from catapulting this world over the brink...the GREEN team is out of control...and that is why such severe action is now being taken against them.
The ILL ASHKENAZIM will have to submit at some point...they have the ITALIAN and SPANISH 'mobs' against them...not to mention RUSSIA...and CHINA...NORTH KOREA...and so forth...
Other notes:
My friend BETH LAZROE at the Prague DTO...she worked there part-time...one of the oldest women there...in her mid-40s or older...
She had been born in NEW YORK...to an Ashkenazim family who didn't practise...her mother then moved with her to IRELAND...so she had developed a transatlantic accent...most people thought she was simply Irish...but I could hear that transatlantic note in her accent...it surprised her that I 'knew'...she didn't often let on...
Anyway, I wrongly 'identified' with her and put up with her a lot (not many other people did) because she was 'Jewish'...even though she constantly derided me for that one (even though she was only Ashkenazim and didn't practise)...'you're NOT Jewish - I AM JEWISH'...as if it were some sort of 'competition'...in her slow, loud drawl...and then she would laugh. However, did I put up with such intolerable behaviour from this woman?
She was similar to that evil witch MURIEL LASKIN - also an Ashkenazim 'New Yorker' who had milked my mother for money (and just about anything else she could get off her)...for most of my mother's life.
Anyway, I remember that BETH wanted to earn some extra money (high wages) by being a Cambridge Exams Oral Examiner...for the BRITISH COUNCIL.
Firstly...it was odd that she had got work as an EFL teacher there in the first place...because officially...you are supposed to have a BRITISH PASSPORT and she didn't - she had an IRISH one.
Secondly...if you wanted to be a CAE Oral Examiner...you had to submit your passport which would then be checked by the BC admin staff...and the details sent on to the Consulate.
BETH explained to me that she had had some trouble with INTERPOL quite a few years back...apparently her husband (whom she had now divorced) had been in the IRA but had then turned to drug-smuggling...he had then run off to South America. INTERPOL had found her in a Scandinavian country...I think they arrested her in STOCKHOLM...and that meant that she had a 'black mark' against her passport. She began to cry about it...the unfairness of it all...it was all her husband's fault...the police had eventually released her.
She then asked me if I could explain the above to JUDITH ELLIOT who was recruiting for CAE Oral Examiners...i.e. to put her case for her, in the best light...
BETH always had the BIGGEST hard-luck stories out...you think that you had it bad...she had it so much worse...so this 'tale' was simply another one in a long line of the heroic, suffering lifestory of BETH LAZROE...
Naturally I agreed to talk to JUDY about it but I was unsure...surely that would bring attention to BETH and was that what she really wanted? What if it aroused attention and then her passport was checked?
BETH looked a bit sly and then said 'just tell JUDY that it is A MATTER OF URGENCY - that should do it'...
Guess what? That is precisely what I told JUDY...who immediately went a bit 'fey'...she just stared ahead of her...as if she were paying no attention to me whatsoever...and so I asked her again if she would consider BETH'S application...and she answered me without looking at me...'just tell her to come to me'...
I can now see that this was an ILL ASHKENAZIM mind control command:
"IT IS A MATTER OF URGENCY."
Later on - JUDY was to tell me that she had NO MEMORIES of this conversation with me about BETH...none at all. I queried that one with her...surely the whole story was so fantastic...the IRA HUSBAND...being arrested by INTERPOL in STOCKHOLM....surely she must remember me talking about it? Nope - she couldn't remember a thing.
At the PRAGUE PARTY 1995...I was to relate this story that BETH had told me to DALDRY and MALCOLM...Malcolm looked quizzical...and then replied that he had wondered how BETH had got onto that list for CAE examiners...
I am still wondering why BETH wanted to be upon that list...and I can now remember why...that spiteful woman was to tell me afterwards, that the student in my class, who should have FAILED CAE...she had given her top marks for the ORAL paper...the little NAZI in the Lederhosen...BETH made light of it at the time...'she must have just been good on the day'...
I rationalised this whole horror in terms of 'the student's skills were in listening and speaking - she should have passed the Oral with a 'C'...and got good marks on the Listening Paper - maybe a B...but failing the other 3 papers would make her a dead cert for failing the whole exam'...and I rationalised BETH'S behaviour in terms of 'she is inexperienced as an examiner...she probably took a 'shine' to this woman and so allowed this to cloud her judgement'...and so I just shook my head at BETH'S exuberant blathering...about how she had given this woman TOP marks...
BETH looked and sounded like a raucous old witch...she was self-obsessed to an extreme...but always had a cheery sense of 'good humour'...there were things about her, that offset - what to others, was 'completely unacceptable social behaviour'...
I was completely fooled by her.
The thing that triggered this MEMORY above...was that key word URGENCY.
I shall post up the last letter from BRITISH GAS - it is a threat to cut off my electricity.
In massive RED CAPITALS (must be 74 points or more) - the letter states:
URGENT NOTICE.
This is an ASHKENAZIM ILL threat...they use the word URGENT/URGENCY upon mind control slaves.
Is this something to do with the City of UR?
Finally - the last note about BETH...I once visited where she lived...in a 'hovel' with a wood-burning stove in PRAGUE because she had so little money, apparently...
I nearly died that night...from the fumes coming out of the stove...my eyes stung and watered...I could hardly breathe...and I left as quickly as I could after the meal of what she called 'angel hair'...a vermicelli pasta...it had been so cold in that small room - even with the log-burner - and the snow and ice was thick on the ground outside...I couldn't have told her to stop putting small logs into that burner...but neither could I bear to stay there for a minute longer...
YET and this is the ODD number...at NO time in my entire acquaintance with BETH...during those long , cold frozen months of PRAGUE winters...did she EVER come in smelling of woodsmoke...not once...you would have thought that the smell would be in her hair or on her clothes...
My nose is really quite sensitive to smells and after that evening...I got home...and every one of my clothes even down to my bra and knickers...smelt of wood smoke...
Now, you couldn't have survived in PRAGUE during the winter without some form of heating...and so I am now beginning to get the picture...BETH'S 'hovel' with the 'wood stove' was all a LIE AND A CON...she had just taken me there for the evening...to impress upon me how 'hard up' she was...
BETH only had one friend in that staffroom and I remember striking up a conversation with her about this 'woodburning' stove in a hovel of a flat...and her friend looked very perplexed...she then admitted that she hadn't seen this place...BETH must have moved...and so I left it at that...
Other notes:
The other ASHKENAZIM person in that DTO was called BRUCE...I have already recounted the night (in a Prague bar with BETH and others) where he burst into uncontrollable tears...whilst reciting how his mother had found him masturbating in his room and had beaten him around the head...
He had also asked me to 'look into his eyes' because he could apparently tell if a person was 'Jewish' or not by looking into their eyes...
He then spat that I was either a SHIKSA or one of the PRIESTLY CLASS and that he hated the PRIESTLY CLASS more than anybody...
So who would the PRIESTLY CLASS be then? I think that one can guess - the SEMITIC JEWS...
This is all about some incredibly deep-rooted ASHKENAZIM jealousy and rivalry...they know that they are essentially descended from the KHAZARS and as such have no biological claim to be Jewish...and doesn't that HURT...and the revenge that they have then enacted upon those whom they see as the 'true Jews'...the 'chosen ones'.
What goes on in the mind of these ILL ASHKENAZIM...they want to be the 'chosen people' but know that they are essentially living a lie...they want to enslave the entire world and make it 'lick the floor' in front of them...what went so badly wrong with this culture?
As I have said before...none of them have ever really suffered in terms of having the true HEBREW history...none of their ancestors were chucked out of ISRAEL, after the fall of the Second Temple...just who are the ASHKENAZIM and how did such a perverse culture evolve?
Other notes:
A parallel of sorts...BETH LAZROE and the ASHKENAZIM girlfriend of MATTHEW SMITH (the boss' son) in his first year at the PRAGUE DTO...
I cannot remember the name of this 'girlfriend' but she was also an ASHKENAZIM New Yorker with the same reddish frizzy hair...the same 'neediness', 'clinginess' and self-obsession...a regular JEWISH PRINCESS (as they are called)...and she made MATTHEW'S life hell...by her clinginess and self-obsession...in a similar way to that which BETH was trying to do to me...but BETH tended to act like my 'daughter'...I had to be 'mommy' all the time and I found that particular 'psycho-social game' rather disturbing...she was so much older than myself.
I also remember this 'girlfriend' (I forget her name) as being rude to me in relation to confronting anti-Semitic remarks in the staff room - she said angrily that it 'just made things worse for us'...as another Ashkenazim EFL teacher was also to say to me (Ruth)...- it makes me so angry now...those stupid bitches...none of them were real Jews...I was standing up for myself as a real (Ibiological) Jew...how dare they - none of them practised...it just makes my blood boil, now...
Anyway, MATTHEW SMITH tried to dump this Ashkenazim woman so many times...and eventually he managed it but not without a massive struggle...
The odd thing here is that PETER SMITH and his son were obviously from SEMITIC ROOTS...and I begin to wonder...this whole KHAZAR-SEMITIC alliance...it really doesn't work, does it?
(...and upon so many levels - from the PERSONAL to the POLITICAL - from romantic relations to the State of Israel today)...
I remember one awful time with BETH..after I had cooked BETH supper...listened to her all night...I could never get a word in edgeways...and then she wouldn't leave... I kept asking her to do so...I even became 'rude'...and she wouldn't go...until I simply stood by the open front door of my flat and just kept repeating over and over 'will you please go NOW'...she remained in my living room...talking to me as if I were in the same room: 'Oh but you have to know about this...did I tell you about...' and so on...it was literally unbelievable. I wasn't joking - I was furious, shouting at her through the living room door - yet she hadn't picked up upon that, at all. Thick-skinned or mentally-ill?
However, one can say that the corresponding factors between these two NEW YORKER ASHKENAZIM women were extreme clingyness, 'neediness' and self-obsession to the point of sociopathic selfishness...the two most 'draining' women imaginable...what a terrible culture.
I am still so furious about all of this...and it was SPIELBERG's sick behaviour which sparked off this tirade and torrent of memories...
I now have no desire to be seen as a Jew or to be part of JUDAISM at all, anymore...I have been put off it, for life...however, I acknowledge that I have the biological 'status', in the sense that I have the hereditary genes...apart from that, I want nothing more to do with religion, as it stands.
I would sooner join the CATHOLIC CHURCH than any synagogue of Satan.
No wonder I made JOHN WATERS laugh, upon that park bench near to the LSE when I told him that 'there are some good people there now' i.e. in the London synagogues...he burst out laughing in disbelief, at that one...he must have thought I was so naive - and I was - not a clue.
I suppose I have to add a footnote here...and that is that the primary and uniting factor was NEW YORK/USA Ashkenazim...not necessarily those from other countries...those whom MOSHE DAYAN had hated with a passion...the US 'banker' Ashkenazim Satanists...
Other notes:
9.05 Wednesday morning - a message was left upon my ansaphone:
PLEASE PRESS ANY KEY TO CONTINUE
One assumes that this is some sort of 'debt collection' service but who knows?
The rhythm and intonation was rather odd...
It sounded SEESAW MAJORIE DOOR...or like SUR LE PONT D'AVIGNON...in terms of l'on y danceur'...it was perhaps the chorus melody of 'l'on y danceur' which was repeated in the rhythm and intonation of the above phrase left on my ansaphone...I am getting more and more 'sensitve' to these coded messages....probably because yesterday, I was looking through an USBORNE 'PHONICS-BASED' children's programming book where the RHYMES, RHYTHM and INTONATION are all important...rather like DR SEUSS.
I suppose you would have to be quite knowledgeable about music and musical scores to analyse this part of ILL PROGRAMMING...but anyway, I could 'hear' the 'L'ON Y DANCEUR' chorus in the woman's rhythm and intonation...but am still not entirely sure...
PEE PEE - PEE-PE-PEEEE - PEE PEE-PEE-PEE
PLEASE PRESS (SUR LE PONT)
ANY KEY (D'AVIGNON)
TO CONTINUE (L'ON Y DANCEUR)
This is how it sounded to me.
PLEASE PRESS A KNEE KEY - TO CON TIN YOU
Anyway, I cannot phone out anymore (no outbound calls allowed) but the 1471 still works:
The call was made at 0900 hours and the number was:
0448456081848
Other notes:
I also remember another 'odd' occurence with BETH...and that was when HEATHER was suicidal...she would sit and openly weep at her desk...I didn't want to hear from her boyfriend that she had taken an overdose and was in hospital without trying to do something and so I agreed to go out for a drink with her...she wouldn't tell anybody what was wrong in the staffroom and nobody would go out for a drink with her because by that point...she used to become so violently verbally abusive in public that it wasn't worth it...
I decided to ask BETH also to come because I figured that a bit of schadenfreud might work...whatever HEATHER'S problems were...BETH was sure to have suffered and endured far worse...and I thought that in a macabre way...that this might actually work...it might cheer HEATHER up...hearing BETH'S tales of woe...into thinking 'maybe I am not so badly off'...
I also thought that BETH was the only person old enough and 'thick-skinned' enough and verbally aggressive enough, to take on HEATHER...the only other person in the staffroom who might have been good at that sort of verbal haranguing match...was KATE WOOD but HEATHER wouldn't give her the time of day...not that she thought much of me either...but I remember HEATHER seeing KATE as a real 'snake in the grass' and that was pretty much my opinion of her also...there was something very 'wrong' with KATE WOOD...
Anyway, I agreed to meet HEATHER upon a cafe barge upon the river...and having turned up with BETH...HEATHER took one look at her and said loudly 'oh god, not YOU'...and looked as if she were about to yell at her to go away...but BETH sat down and said something along the lines of 'we are two old lags/broads who know it all - there is nothing that you can tell me that will shock me'...sort of thing...and so HEATHER relented...I left after about 1/2 hour...I couldn't bear it anymore...HEATHER seemed to regard me as a bit of a traitor for leaving her with BETH but she wanted the company...
The oddest thing is...that the next day...HEATHER came into the staffroom whistling...she was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed...the depression had somehow miraculously lifted...and I congratulated myself upon having inflicted BETH upon her for the evening...it had obviously done the trick...I was then to ask both of them individually, what they had actually talked about...to receive no answer...that was 'private'...
Upon reflection, both of these women were past 40 years old...they would have been waking up to their mind control programming for so many years...it was a meeting of two middle-aged 'mind control slave SPIES'...and I suppose that this probably helped HEATHER...at least BETH was of a similar age-group and disposition...whoever was running the pair of them...BETH had found a way to cheer HEATHER up...maybe they had made some sort of a 'deal'...who knows?
Other notes:
THE MIRROR OF INFINITY has now appeared in FULL VIEW in the RIGHT HAND window of NUMBER 6 WEST STREET...somebody has actually left the bottom half of the window open to make this apparent.
I am assuming that this is the THREAT of another POLICE visit.
How very wearying. Unless they have a SEARCH WARRANT I will not let them in - and I will simply pretend to be out. I will NOT open the door to anybody.
This SICK ILL PIGS really do not know when to give in, do they? Again they have tried to involve the POLICE...or maybe this is about the COURT EVICTION papers - who knows - I am past caring.
THIS IS A SICK ILL CHARADE and the ENTIRE WORLD knows it.
Have you any idea how evil, stupid, cruel, impotent and weak - this makes you all look?
Yet another day...more HARASSMENT and BULLYING from the ILL...these thugs will have to learn their lesson...
0448456081848 - HOW VERY SUSPCIOUS:
Look at this WEBSITE:
http://whocallsme.com/Phone-Number.aspx/0448456081848
One of the posters has commented that they contacted BRITISH GAS and apparently it is NOTHING TO DO WITH THEM. Even more interesting...
Got a call from 0448456081848? Report it and help to identify who and why is calling from this number.
0448456081848 phone number comments:
bothered - 13 Oct 2008
unwanted calls claiming to be British Gas cutomer care
Chris - 13 Oct 2008
Rang us upto 8 times a day left messages but was just blank, very annoying
magda - 21 Oct 2008
Same here. It woke me up early in the morning and keeps calling every half an hour... so annoying
Caller: British Gas
FBA - 28 Oct 2008
keep getting these calls .... never answer them .... spoke to British Gas who said this is mothing to do with them !!!
pjr - 30 Oct 2008
Just got a call from them too...never answered as its unknown number to me..
However I`m ex-directory and a little annoyed that they got my number.
alan - 1 Nov 2008
Repeatedly calls, started this morn- sat A.M FFS! Answered an it was recorded message saying british gas customer care call please press one, thought bollax to this so hung up.
NOTES CONT'D:
I saw another of FISHWICK'S paedophile associates in the Library today - he glared at me and I glared back. The usual 'fake Jew' Ashkenazim 'look' - the trimmed beard etc...he was one of the smuggling 'yachting club' circle.
Other notes:
I will post the two books previously mentioned (DNA and PH factor books) to HANNI today.
I reckon that I will get another sick letter/postcard from RIMINGTON back (posing as Hanni) and then that will be that, no?
Here's hoping...
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An interesting addition to my mailbox at YAHOO!...
AND A CALLBACK NUMBER IN BRIGHT RED:
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HERE IS THE EMAIL IN FULL:
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I forgot to mention that I have been receiving these URGENT letters from so many 'ethnic sounding' names (normally Arabic/African)for some time now. I simply mark them as SPAM and delete them.
One can now see how so many people fall for these URGENT letters...people aren't as stupid as they look...the word URGENT is a powerful trigger upon ILL mind control slaves.
Here is the latest one:
dawo_ahmed Attachments GOOD DAY/REPLY URGENT.
I remember how MR D'AJANI warned me about this sort of EMAIL e.g. one that I received from a French family in Africa - who had seen my TEFL CV upon an Israeli quasi-governmental 'English language education' website...he told me to dismiss it immediately.
Here is another one that I received today:
Micheal Ambali Overseas partner for assistance
So what is this all about then?
The DUBLIN ASHKENAZIM mafia?
BETH hailed from DUBLIN.
DUBLIN means 'BLACKPOOL' in Celtic - or so RIMINGTON told us upon programming:
BLACK = DUB
LIN = POOL
So RORY MACKLIN = ?
Another rockPOOL?
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF 'HARRY POTTER':
I wonder if it was coincidental that I had started to talk about BIG RED CAPITALS in terms of the word URGENT within my last post - to then open an email in my Yahoo! mailbox - which had BIG RED CAPITALS 'death' code - from a HEBREW source?
Other notes:
Having got back to FLAT 3, I found a letter in my mailbox from COLCHESTER COUNTY COURT which contained a photocopied CLAIM FORM FOR POSSESSION OF PROPERTY and a DEFENCE FORM which I am supposed to fill in and return within 14 days.
Not something that I shall bother doing. Quite beneath me.
I could be hopelessly wrong here but as far as I know, I am still under the aegis of the CIA and NOBODY in this country will actually dare to try to take me to Court without breaking a very serious and binding agreement between the CIA and the British Government/British Intelligence.
Do the ILL of this country honestly think that it is worth breaking such an important agreement (which would have extremely serious repercussions) over a 'trifle', such as in an eviction order?
It remains to be seen, doesn't it?
Just how THICK are these people?
Alternatively this is all simply ILL SABRE-RATTLING and either way, I am NOT going to take any notice.
I shall make a copy of the CLAIM FORM FOR POSSESSION OF PROPERTY and put it up onto the INTERNET tomorrow. I shall then throw away this 'offensive rubbish'. Beneath my contempt.
A certain part of the network exploded into laughter in response: 'as thick as they come, Emily'.
Other notes:
I wouldn't even like to guess the whole picture but can see that this has now become a war between KHAZARS and SEMITES with the SEMITES winning. The SEMITES appear to have CATHOLIC backing.
That would make sense in a 'religious way' - these people have a real claim to ISRAEL and would be respected as such - seen as the 'real Jews' by the CATHOLIC CHURCH, in general.
Other notes:
I just received a call - no ansaphone message - and no left number on 1471.
I wonder what the ILL are thinking about?
I was given a DEATH COMPUTER CODE today, via a google website which contained an IRISH address - the text was almost entirely in HEBREW.
Naturally it had no effect upon me (or I hope not at any rate - I 'blocked' it).
I then went to SOMERFIELDS to see all sorts of 'nasties' left out e.g. a large NUROFEN DISPLAY packet - several feet tall - balanced in front of the ILL 'wine stand' (which has now moved incidentally, to the front of that aisle - nearer to the rest of the wines)...the general idea being 'drink a bottle of wine and take enough NUROFEN to ensure almost instant liver failure'.) There were many other nasties left in the usual places...mainly towards the ends of aisles and so I made a clean sweep of them all - and relocated them behind other goods, all over the shop - to make sure that they were not seen by any mind control slaves - I couldn't be arsed to put the goods back in their particular slot...too much trouble to find out where...I would have spent ages in there.
The telephone is ringing again...and the ansaphone has just recorded PLEASE PRESS ANY KEY TO CONTINUE...I am now going to disconnect the phone...I have told all concerned i.e. my parents/COMPASS to contact me via email so I will not be 'missing' any communications via the telephone ansaphone.
Other notes:
I have still been ranting to myself about the ASHKENAZIM in general...am I right or am I wrong...all I know is that I am beginning to sound more like MR ICKE by the minute...and perhaps also COLLIE...
My case was perhaps a little less straight forward than theirs...I had to untangle the web surrounding my Sephardic connection and influence before I could make the break...they obviously found it much more simple to do...to see the KHAZARS as they really are...
You simply have to go through so much...until you have found out enough to begin to make an assessment (MR ICKE said it took him about...was it 18 years?)...and the ILL were banking upon me NOT waking up at all i.e. having my pineal gland punctured a few years back.
I also had JOHN WATERS from the SEPHARDIM to give me the whole picture upon the current state of play in JUDAISM...and he didn't appear keen on either side (ASHKENAZIM or SEPHARDIM) to put it mildly...he simply put it matter-of-factly...who had the most power to wield in this ILL game of mind control.
I have also to say that I 'heard' RIMINGTON on the network, screeching 'that BASTARD!'...he had given me an overview of what was going on and that was something which she couldn't stand. RIMINGTON and JOHN WATERS go back a long way. Maybe even before I was born.
I have therefore had it easier than MR ICKE...he and COLLIE obviously did the 'legwork' for his books (along with those who want this all 'outed' - I presume that they are in British Intelligence or connected to the QUEEN'S WOMEN but have no idea)...and I could therefore capitalise upon that one...reading through the books and recognising so much ILL PROGRAMMING, from 1980 onwards.
I am still not sure about the 'lizard element' but I can see it as both a 'good media ploy' and also as a way of talking about PURE EVIL in this world...which takes over human beings.
Last night...I saw again the image of LUCIFER FALLING FROM THE HEAVENS which was basically the HEAD of the RA cult being toppled...and falling...and then I saw this 'black energy'...like shadows...creeping back down into the drains of so many streets...
The ILL NETWORK were still imploring ASHKENATON/AKHENATON to save them...(they can never quite make up their minds, which 'name' to use)...but they gave up trying very quickly...and corrected themselves...this 'god' of theirs had gone...it was all useless.
The above is my own metaphorical version of the 'LIZARD people' and what is happening to their evil influence in this world.
Other notes:
I begin to see how much MARK had actually helped me in 1994...but then I had always thought that...he had saved my life at that point...he was another one...like MR PUTIN...who had a mother who was of an ASHKENAZIM chain but who had been brought up a CATHOLIC and had then chosen to stay in the CHRISTIAN faith...but with his own interpretation of it.
I have outlined the dangers of a CATHOLIC faith ad nauseaum...in terms of the binary of 'cannibalism'/transubstantiation...as well as being surrounded by S/M imagery - and after having been ILL programmed...it isn't necessarily a healthy religion to fall back on but it depends upon how you view it...how 'awake' you are.
I am sure that SONIA FISHER would agree with me upon that one...she couldn't stand Catholicism, having been brought up a Catholic in Wrexham, Wales...but then, I suppose that she was another AMANDA PRICE but with a real 'tom-boy personality'...probably the best-looking girl in school, who would have been the target for extreme ILL-abuse as a child...but also a real fighter...even her boyfriend MARK was physically frightened of her...he told me 'no joke, Emily...when she gets into a rage'...and she was 'petite', to his 6 foot 'rugby player' something.
I remember an IRISH friend of MARK'S who came to stay...he seemed like a really nice guy...who owned a supermarket in MARK'S family's original hometown (before they moved to Australia)...and I wonder about him now...
I also remember the IRISH guy who turned up at HOTELU ASYSTENCKI as a 'classical music aficionado'...who was working for that EU-funded project...they had provided a large amount of computers to the UNIVERSITY OF SILESIA and then the Rector had locked them all up in a classroom and proceeded to charge students for the use of them...
IRISH/AUSTRALIAN MARK was to meet this RECTOR - he told me about it...SONIA and MARK turned up in the mountains...upon a road...outside his drive...taking photographs of the scenery...and they were invited into his house by him.
The POLISH/ENGLISH TEACHERS had alerted SONIA to this guy...just how 'underhand' he was and how dangerous in many ways...also some funny stories...one of them was walking down the street with the RECTOR in KATOWICE - and he saw a woman further up the street and said 'THAT is the woman that I am going to marry'...he had never met her before - but he did marry her and not long afterwards. I think it was a matter of weeks. That was the big joke.
The RECTOR was perfectly civil to SONIA and MARK...and they stayed to chat for a while...
However, when one looks back at these accounts and events...they all sound so suspicious...
Particularly the 'fey' IRISH music enthusiast...who 'switched' into another brutal and military personality as soon as he got me alone in his room...after asking me to have tea with him. I took my chances and yelled to FRENCH NICHOLAS that I was in that room - as I heard him pass it - NICHOLAS was talking loudly...and he heard me...and laughed. That probably saved me.
This ERAMUS PROJECT IRISH guy - had been in 'heavy discussions' with the RUSSIANS upon floor 4...now, did GRIESZEK tell me that one? I cannot remember...
It is so absurd...to think that I was programmed by British Intelligence and they then sent me out to POLAND and then left me out there, without a clue...to then break into my room (which they had put a video in to film their sexual abuse of me) and then 'juice' me for zygotes before trying to murder me...
The Irish 'fey classical music enthusiast' was so scathing of me...'poor little Emily...such a little girl...who hasn't got a clue, have you darling?' But after alerting NICHOLAS as to my whereabouts...he was in the process of backing off and eventually let me leave his room, unharmed.
Other notes:
This is a really grotesque but funny one: I haven't mentioned yet, that the first person I met - after BOGDAN had moved me into my flat in HOTELU ASYSTENCKI...was TOMLINSON.
He threw himself through the door and grabbed me in the most aggressive embrace imaginable...which I tried to extricate myself from...mainly because he had left the door wide open...and I wanted to close it to 'protect' his identity - ( all I could remember was that this was the guy who had that basement flat in London - the flat that RIMINGTON had nearly broken the door down and dragged me out of - they were both connected to BI but I had no idea how or why)...he then took me to the bed and proceeded to tell me that he had to try to 'open the circuitry in my brain' which belong to 'sexual feeling'...i.e. that I would now be allowed 'sexual feeling'...I had no idea of what he was talking about...I had 'sexual feeling' down there, already.
He was entirely sure that I didn't. It was a case of 'opening up' certain circuits and he was the 'man' to do it.
He wasn't.
I told him as he 'rutted' away that I might find it more exciting if he actually put his arms around me and lowered his chest onto mine. He said 'no' because he would 'come' too quickly if he did that - and continued to do what he termed 'good exercise' for himself...rather like doing 'press-ups'. I was not allowed to look at him and he kept his eyes averted away from me.
It is laughable now - I just look back and laugh at these insanely stupid people.
Eventually he collapsed, exhausted.
I offered him the bed but the sofa was actually longer and he chose that.
I got up in the middle of the night, to freak him out completely...all I wanted was a cup of tea...he appeared to think that I was a 'hostile entity' that might murder him...too right, if I had woken up to the abuse he had already put me through but I was oblivious to it all.
I can now see that his main aim was to swiftly 're-train' me as a sex slave and some maniac at MI6 had told him to 'roger' me relentlessly and somehow that would open up 'pathways in the brain'...
At the time, I just lay back and thought...aren't men ridiculous...I had no 'choice' whatsoever, in the matter. The whole experience was as sexually exciting as 'ice-packed bananas' but at least it didn't hurt. I had come to have such low expectations, that every time I met one of these sick people...these programmers...I simply registered the fact that if you got through the experience of them turning up 'on the other side of the mirror' and accosting you with their insane antics/insane plans/insane ideas - with NO PAIN...then you were doing well. I figured this 'contretemps with TOMLINSON' in the sexual arena - augured well for my time in Poland, upon my first night there...how wrong I was.
I had no real idea of why the ILL had sent me to POLAND or what they were about to do to me.
Other notes:
I suppose RIMINGTON (as well as MARK) simply saw TOMLINSON as a 'dangerous beast' i.e. his passions threatened them...the vehemence and force with which he felt them.
If anybody was 'PRIMAL FIRE' as the star sign ARIES is supposed to be...TOMLINSON was it...I often saw it in his mind - simply 'flames' and 'fire'...the true MILITARY SIGN of the zodiac...the ultimate masculine symbol...the star sign ruled by MARS the god of WAR. He was a 'man's man' who saw caring about a woman as 'weakness' - his Achilles' Heel and he hated it.
Yet he appeared to believe that he was a CAPRICORN.
I only got on with him - and he viewed me as an approximation of an 'equal' at those times - when I became his sidekick but subservient 'follower'...the asexual and clever 'monkey' who could give him advice and new ideas...but even then...he was SUSPICIOUS of me. I could never win. WOMEN were NEVER to be trusted. Not EVER.
Yet oddly enough - he had pinned all of his colours to RIMINGTON'S cause and he followed her blindly.
I suppose it all goes back to 1980 when he completely freaked out because he could no longer see his own reflection in the bathroom mirror...instead, he had seen RIMINGTON'S.
I have no idea why that happened but figure it was a product of mind control and experimental drugs that had severely distorted the functioning of his brain...it had not only distorted his PERCEPTION...but also his innermost understanding of who he was...RIMINGTON had replaced him...he was no longer 'himself'...he saw HER in the bathroom mirror instead of his own reflection. What had happened?
TOMLINSON had not been REPLACED by RIMINGTON'S ALTER...he only 'thought' that he had been...and that had sent him apoplectic with fear...
The point here, is that it wasn't actually TRUE. He HADN'T been replaced by RIMINGTON at all.
He hadn't been made to vacate his body as a SOUL...he wasn't just some EMPTY SHELL that the ILL could put another soul or fragment of soul into...he was still very much himself but he was jumping around in fear...because it would be hellish to see that sort of programming and to think that you were not who you thought you were...
I can remember PRINCE WILLIAM standing behind me at the PRAGUE British Council...my 'turn' out of about 15 staff to go through this procedure...he told me to look at his face above mine in the mirror and then electrocuted the back of my neck where it meets the brain...to program in this 'I am always here as a subconscious reminder - your programmer, every time you look in the mirror'...
Looking at the amount of electrocution that most people in top UK jobs (or governmental ones) have been under...it is amazing that any of them can actually function at all...it is a credit to the human brain that these people can do anything at all...
"BRAIN FRIED BY STATIC ABUSE..."
Allison Stoniers poetry in 1982...it is incredible how any of us survived this type of extreme abuse (beyond words) and actually managed to remember anything at all...
Other notes:
I have to revisit my peculiar memories of the HOLOCAUST in POLAND and then in PRAGUE...
FRANCO had taken me back to the REAL Jewish graves (not ASHKENAZIM ones) in Katowice...the pain and sadness of these true Jews...
He then took me to KAZIMIERZ...but I 'lost' him and went my own way...as I have already recounted...
I wanted him to go to AUSCHWITZ but he wouldn't...
I have already recounted how 'odd' it was for me...to go there...an extraordinarily important part of JEWISH HISTORY...and yet...I had NO psychic images back of 'abuse' at all...there was nothing there...not a thing...just peace...
Firstly, I had simply gone around the 'exterior' and not the BIRKENHAU interior...I couldn't go there and wouldn't... I do not know why...I just wouldn't...NICHOLAS CAMPESTRE went in there...I stayed and waited for him...and now I know why...we were taken there in 1980. The ILL had performed their very worst atrocities there and whilst we were all in 'normal viewing front alters'...to ensure that even our 'social' front alters would never ever TALK.
Secondly a 'so-called' survivor of these camps had accosted me after I had entered the CINEMA...it was a blanket of bleak white snow outside...inside, almost utter darkness...I walked in through the doorway and this old man barked at me 'are you a GERMAN?' in Polish.
I assured him that I was not.
He then started to talk in ENGLISH:
He told me:
"You can see them, can't you...you can see them..."
NICHOLAS CAMPESTRE was laughing his head off by this point...and I felt it very rude...this old man was a 'survivor of the camps'...and he appeared to be talking about ghosts...but it makes me wonder now - what was he really talking about? Had he recognised me from somewhere?
For my own part - as I have stated in my notes and from a long time ago...I had 'seen' and 'heard' NOTHING upon a psychic level around AUSCHWITZ. As far as I was concerned, the buildings did look more like the 'GERMAN HOLIDAY CAMP BUILDINGS' that NICHOLAS had described - he had had to stay in similar ones, in his youth....and that is just what AUSCHWITZ looked like...
There was NOTHING there to suggest that anything had happened at all.
I therefore rationalised it: the ASKENAZIM RABBIS had done extensive 'prayers' to release all souls'....and that is why you encountered NOTHING paranormal e.g. 'ghostly appearances' 'noises/smells' or any sort of 'flashback to another life, whilst you were there...
OTHER NOTES:
The ASHKENAZIM were LYING about what had happened in Auschwitz...but something was clearly going on in BIRKENHAU...but what?
I refused to visit there in 1980...it was SALO to me...never to be revisited.
I am beginning to get the picture that perhaps most of these people in WWII were ILL-PROGRAMMED to then be released...rather than murdered. The 'German holiday homes' were where the POW prisoners stayed.
Other notes:
I didn't mention a disgusting punishment that we were all put through in 1980...and it was probably one of the most terrible things that I can remember...it is silly but once you have been drowned so many times...throttled/strangled so many times...and then resuscitated...you do not fear DEATH per se (a normal human reaction against extreme adversity, given that inhumane torture regime)...
Anyway, RIMINGTON and her ilk....had walked all across an ISLAMIC TILED FLOOR with dogs muck on their shoes...it was everywhere...
The task that these ILL people had then set us was to 'lick up' every single bit...because we could not progress a step further until we had...
The torture was hideous...because it lasted for an hour or so...and every time any of the slave drivers saw that you were not 'licking and swallowing'...you were beaten...all I could think of was...what diseases am I going to get from the dog faeces upon this floor...and every other bacteria present upon it? It was a psychological torture because at the end of the day...as RIMINGTON had done with all of us, after being raped by the naval masons in HARWICH...'don't worry, we will give them horse-shots of antibiotics'.
Other notes:
Is this why the ITALIAN MAFIA has finally called its 'cards' upon the ASHKENAZIM? Is that why the CATHOLIC CHURCH has finally moved against these people?
Is it a case of...as JOHN WATERS once famously said and words to the effect 'I am extremely perverted...but this is way outside what I would even consider perversion - this is too much for me'...
Other notes:
I remember my mother being terribly upset by ANNIE FISHWICK...somehow the FISHWICKS had managed to commandeer HER FLAT over the WATERLOO BRIDGE...it had a bird's eye view of all of the FIREWORKS and theatrics that were going to be held in LONDON during the festivities of the MILLENNIUM celebrations: the year 2000.
My parents were forced out of it by the FISHWICKS...my mother deeply resented this move...and took it out on my father...she went into an alarming depression...and stayed in bed for 3 days - for the duration....and all because she had wanted her own flat...in LONDON to see the festivities...and the FISHWICK family had taken up residence there, instead of herself...
Neither my father or I could really understand it...the local festiviites in Vieilley were so much more fun...walking up to the general 'council office' modern building upon a side road out into a field...the local families were all there and so forth...we were in the country...and with friendly 'free French' people of the Franche Comte'...so the fireworks weren't spectacular but so what?
Why was my mother so displeased? Why such a violent reaction afterwards?
My mother was also affronted with ANNIE FISHWICK's attitude to her after she relinquished the flat - no real 'thanks' at all just a sarcastic:
"We LICKED it clean"
My mother was puzzled - she was being made to feel guilty even though she hadn't said a word about the state of the flat after the FISHWICK visit - which wasn't bad, apparently.
Other notes:
Early Thursday morning...
I woke up this morning and so many pieces of the jigsaw had come back...
Why NICHOLAS CAMPESTRE was acting in such an irreverent way around AUSCHWITZ...as if it were one big JOKE and just a 'film-set'...because that was in essence, what it was.
He had been ILL-programmed too but he had also 'remembered' more than I had...or simply knew more about the whole set-up...but then he was one of the biggest 'monkeys' of the lot. He had been adopted by an ASHKENAZIM French family. He must have 'heard' about it all, somewhere down the line.
I remember SPIELBERG being in KAZIMIERZ...which is why the 'stealth bomber' seemed like a 'Close Encounter of the Third Kind' to me...as it landed in the distance with its 'shields' up...in the countryside at the edge of those tenement buildings.
SPIELBERG was making a 'private film' and I had a part to play in it...a FABRICATION of the Holocaust and DISTORTION of history...
I now know what was going on at BIRKENHAU - it was ETHNIC CLEANSING of the Semites (as well as other 'undesirables')...but NOT of the Ashkenazim Jews...this is what those like SPIELBERG do not want anybody to know.
SPIELBERG had been sent to POLAND to do a propaganda exercise - or maybe he went off his own bat - I do not know - but that is clearly why he was in POLAND 1992-4 (whilst I was there). It wasn't just about filming SCHINDLER'S LIST - he had other 'projects' upon the go.
I cannot talk about any other NAZI concentration camp but I know what was going on at AUSCHWITZ.
No wonder the Semitic Jews hated the ASHKENAZIM when they turned up in Israel during WWII...they had no right to go there or to stay there...I can now see why they called them 'soap'...they must have heard rumours of what was going on in Europe.
In essence, the SEMITIC JEWS were to be replaced by the ASHKENAZIM - the 'false Jews'.
It is all such a big joke - if the ASHKENAZIM were to be returned to their 'ancestral homeland' during WWII - then they should have gone back to TURKEY and the surrounding areas.
Other notes:
I suppose that POLANSKI was making a big point when he chose a JEWISH actor who looks Semitic/Southern European for THE PIANIST...the guy survives...due to a kind-hearted NAZI...similar story then, to SPIELBERG'S film...but far more realistic...as if it really happened.
One can see that WWII was set up because the ILL in the USA had decided to make a bid for power against the ILL in Europe. The JEWS were very powerful in terms of controlling the 'money' i.e. the banks...to bankroll such manoeuvres.
One can see that they either supported this 'movement' or died - regardless of ethnicity - so how many of them supported it?
Those that didn't support it - lost their lives - their money ended up in a 'Swiss bank' and their 'gold' in a military base in the Alps. I had picked up that much - just handling that solid gold candlebra in that concrete 'Aladdin's Cave'. These people were very wealthy indeed - their homes had been broken into and raided (I saw the images) - they were either murdered on the spot or were taken away by the guards.
So why was SPIELBERG so determined to airbrush all of this out of the picture? Because his family were NAZIS...one could say ASHKENAZIM collaborators but even that isn't true...they weren't even 'pretender Jews'. They assumed that ID in the USA. The 'fifth' column within the ASHKENAZIM USA base.
Other notes:
I was wondering why I have been immune to all of these dire COMPUTERISED death threats and began to wonder how many reason there could be:
Firstly it is all about the power of belief - if you think it will happen - you are halfway there.
Secondly, that my brain had 'healed' as in my PINEAL GLAND was working properly again and had set to work 'knitting' back together...the 'two sides of the mirror' i.e. my conscious and subconscious mind. Once that is in motion - the ILL have no power over you at all. The 'mind' can protect itself. It is only 'in danger' if you cannot use both sides of the brain, at once.
Other notes:
I was reading about how the ROCKEFELLERS have run armaments as well as research and development 'pharmaceutical' giants for many years - for over a century...and how they have always had a lot more money to do this, than the US government. What was MARK really up to in POLAND?
I then began to think back to SPIELBERG in POLAND...RIMINGTON would have known what he was up to...I had been put onto SPIELBERG'S team in 1980 - at ALDEBURGH - during the 'Harmonics' programming.
It would therefore figure that BRITISH INTELLIGENCE knew precisely what I was being 'rented out for' as an ILL slave in POLAND and why I was being filmed, in this shocking way.
Other notes:
I remember the extremely cold and angry Polish 'reception' to SCHINDLER'S LIST - after it had been screened at the main KATOWICE cinema in 1994...I had only lived in POLAND for almost two years...but even I could see that this was so far away from what had happened as to be utterly absurd...besides there was no 'Polish flavour' to the film at all...it looked and sounded as if it had been shot upon a HOLLYWOOD film set with no real attempt at any historical accuracy (even though SPIELBERG had made a big 'show' of filming in Poland).
Other notes:
The main LANGUAGE CENTRE in BESCANCON is called CLE - the 'KEY'.
I have already cited in my notes - my strange interview at this educational institution.
The teachers had to use a system which involved a large set of COLOURED BRICKS...of many different shades...and lengths. Some were as long as rods and some were as short as an inch.
I had seen a 'set' of these BRICKS before...upon the TEFL DIPLOMA that the BRITISH COUNCIL had run in Poland. We all wanted to play with them in a childish way but were told NO because you might lose some of them.
It reminds me of my early childhood programming...these BRICKS were used then...
It is essentially a FRENCH invention...the idea is that each BRICK represents a 'sound' - the entire phoneme chart is covered...as well as 'double-sounds' or even triple sounds...but I have never been taught the system and so cannot talk anymore about it...
The students all have to learn the 'sound' of each colour and length of BRICK...the teacher then arranges the BRICKS into different sequences...and the students have to make the sounds.
This may sound idiotic but at NO point is the TEACHER allowed to speak at all.
I had already had a chat with a Scottish EFL teacher who was running English Language classes for a French College...and he had gone on one of these CLE courses...in order to learn...I cannot remember which language now...probably SPANISH or something like that...and he told me the following:
Firstly that CLE boasted that everybody passed their EXAMS and received a qualification. This wasn't true for the Scottish teacher's group - they had all dropped out way before the exam - so only he took it and he passed. He figured that this was 'business as usual' for CLE - he just had the type of mind (and training in language teaching) to understand the theory of this 'method' (that had put the rest of the class off) and to keep with the course - in order to take the exam at the end.
Secondly - he laughed about how you would have little 'WALLS' of these language bricks left out over the classroom table at the end of a session...it was all about LANGUAGE AS A WALL...
I suppose the teachers (because they couldn't SPEAK) had to mime things or draw things on the board in order to communicate to their students, what the 'brick wall' sounds in sequence, were...that they had just learnt.
Anyway, I went to see the Principal of this College to see if she had any students who needed private coaching i.e. conversation lessons.
She told me that they never hired anybody unless they had been trained in the CLE technique...but I could always apply to go on one of their courses. I politely declined. Although it was slightly tempting...because one of the main 'pains' of being an EFL teacher, is having to talk so much and to 'grade' your language depending upon the level of your class...however, on balance, I thought that the technique looked relatively ineffective and that this would be 'cheating' your students.
I think that the woman was from CANADA...or was it the USA...I think CANADA...she had arrived in Bescancon as a student, many years ago...and had never left - then worked her way up the CLE system. She was quite sympathetic but looked oddly harassed and almost frightened of me...she reminded me very much of SALLY MORGAN (in looks and manner)...the erstwhile Head of Fine Art at DARTINGTON COLLEGE OF ARTS.
Anyway, I have repeated all of the above because I can now make a few more connections:
Firstly, that this FRENCH invention - rather fits in with the whole 'FRENCH ILL CONNECTION' in terms of 'le banque' - 'the parrot house'...the Dadaists/Surrealists, the 'wolf-child' and so forth...
Secondly that I had seen these ILL bricks quite a few times before, in my life.
Thirdly that this 'technique' of language learning was rather like HARMONICS...in that it linked a COLOUR to a SOUND to a WORD...whilst reinforcing the imagery that LANGUAGE IS A WALL...
WCS...word/colour/sound
You hear the 'sound', you see a 'colour' and you act upon the 'command'...
Or in the case of CLE...you see the COLOUR, the length of the brick(s)...you try to remember the SOUND(s)...and then to PRONOUNCE them...a speech act...and then you try to guess what it means...from the teacher either acting out what it means or drawing it on the board...
What makes me so suspicious here is the COLOUR-CODING of words and sounds...it is entirely un-necessary. You are learning a whole system of the artificial relationships between 'colour' and 'sound' - which is entirely un-necessary, in order to learn another language. In fact, for the vast majority of people - it is so difficult to do, that they just leave the course.
This is THE language Centre in the City of BESANCON. They teach most known 'living' languages. A large, extensive modern building upon the river bank - in the centre of the City.
ANOTHER BRICK IN THE WALL...not one of BRICHTO'S brighter ideas?
What can one do but laugh? Are they trying to put the French off learning other languages?
Luckily the French government had the Scottish guy supplying courses to the local Colleges and also various governmental contracts...so that there was a much easier way to learn English available in the City.
The Scottish guy also told me that he had been on some 'residential' course at some chateau in the countryside with his course and teachers...but they were all too DARTINGTON for him...in terms of the holier than thou...I do yoga every morning and think higher thoughts and am a vegetarian/vegan...I shouldn't knock such people...but I knew what he was talking about...there are so many 'fakers' around...it is some weird trend or fashion for some people, rather than because they actually want to 'grow' as a person, or to be 'enlightened'...he told me that he used to escape off to the local tavern for a drink and a sausage now and then...
Other notes:
I haven't mentioned the fact that I narrowly escaped being kidnapped on that EUROSTAR train with the so-called 'team' that TOMLINSON was supposed to have given me...the young people who sat around me upon that train...they were all going to BELGIUM and I had to get off in PARIS...
I then remembered going over this bit of the 'future' with MARK...I was supposed to have 'fallen asleep'...not got off the train...ended up on BRUSSELS main station...whereupon they would have offered to put me up for the night...no trains available back at that time...and that would have been that ...kidnapped by the ILL in BRUSSELS...a very lucky escape...
I behaved very oddly...just before the train was pulling into the station...I decided to find a toilet...then a mad dash back down the aisles...because there wasn't a toilet free for a few coaches...managed to get my suitcase out fast...and off the train. To the apparent surprise of the rest of them...
I have seen most of them around HARWICH since then...I wonder what they are up to now?
Anyway, RIMINGTON must have been on that train...or TOMLINSON and I was probably subconsciously avoiding them...by this 'run' up and down a few coaches, before alighting...
I remember now...it was the pair of them...I had turned my head to glimpse them coming down the train and instinctively made a run for it down the train...they followed me for a while but must have thought...she will never get off without her luggage and she won't have time to get back...and so left it at that...
I remember now...the taxi that was supposed to be waiting for me...according to my father, who had ordered it...at BESCANCON station - it wasn't there (no coaches to the nearby village DEVECEY either)...and so I just got into another taxi...and arrived at my father's chateau - to then wake him up and to get him to pay for it...I didn't have £30 in Euros...to pay the taxi-driver. My father must have been surprised to see me.
Other notes:
Upon the note of teaching ENGLISH in BESCANCON...I think that I was supposed to join CLE as a teacher...but my parents would never have stumped up the money for the 'training couse' to learn the system...I asked my father for a few months initial rent (flats were so cheap in France) in order to set up as a private teacher (the Scottish teacher had told me that there was so much work to pick up in the Centre of the City - at governmental departments - and so I went and flat-hunted)...however my father would not even help me out, to do that and it would have been much cheaper than in the UK - I was penniless...he was furious for some reason - despite having helped me to get a work visa at the local Mayor's office.
It was probably a good thing in the end...and I most likely had a lucky escape from being 'groomed' as a CLE teacher or would that be mind control programmer? I have no idea what that LANGUAGE CENTRE was about but it all looked highly suspicious. My parents meanness with money had 'saved' me again - how funny.
They had set up my brothers and sister...paying for their respective educations (even sent HELEN off to do an language course in Italy - not to mention HUMPHREY's many years in the USA)...as well as giving them a downpayment for a mortgage...but my parents wanted to keep me as a slave...and upon the tightest lead posible...they knew I had been banned from any 'proper job' in the UK...and nobody can save up on £4 per hour after tax (part-time/temporary secretarial wage) in order to get a mortgage...so the ILL had me over a barrel...
Other notes:
Another weird memory came back...after my parents had sold 14 Saint Bernards...they temporarily moved into a rented house in EGBASTON...which had a little conservatory for sitting in...which had a door into the house and a door into a small garden...
I remember turning up there one weekend...they weren't there...it was the afternoon (I was still at WARWICK UNIVERSITY)...and I had purposefully locked both doors of that small conservatory...to the garden and to the house...both were lockable...with me inside...I then sat down to read the Sunday papers...
RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON then let themselves into the house and started yelling at me to open the door to the Conservatory...I put two cushions over my ears and lay down on the couch...the pair of them, then got into the back garden and began to bang on the windows of the Conservatory...that alerted the neighbours and so they had to give up in the end...
Other notes:
JAY BLAKENEY...the 'resting actor' who was the first EFL teacher that I was to meet at SAINT CLARE'S IB COLLEGE after I had left SHANE SCHOOL (where the friend who went to OKLAHOMA! with me, worked)...
He told me that he had STARRED in a WEST END MUSICAL...and in fact, he had...but not so many years ago and in his 'youth' but in fact a matter of MONTHS before...
I can remember now...there was a very short interval...hardly enough time to gulp a drink down...and then RIMINGTON turned up in her stage clothes...she had taken the LEAD ROLE...and she quickly introduced me to BLAKENEY who was in full make-up...he had been the BARITONE voice upon stage...the loudest voice...but you could still hardly make out what he was singing about...it was all a FIX from start to finish...
I remember that smallish room...and the bar in the middle, opposite windows...and two stairways that the actors and actresses were coming in and out of ....and as I sipped my drink...I thought 'is this normal'...'is this what often happens at musicals'...that the cast come out and mingle with their 'small audience'...my friend and I kept rather quiet and aloof to the rest of the 'audience' in that bar...who all seemed to know each other well...chatting and joking with each other...drifting from one group to another...however, we were out on our own...we didn't know a soul. It was all creepy.
This was at the LYCEUM theatre...or where the LION KING was staged afterwards, at any rate...just over WATERLOO BRIDGE...I can 'see' the front doors of it...
I remember some 'Ashkenazim' types there i.e. the usual theatre groupies that frequent the ROYAL COURT...i.e. light brown frizzy hair, tall and thin...in their long black coats...I am sure that MARTIN AYRES was there or somebody who looked like him...
What puzzles me now...is that this 'show' was put on for their 'friends'...and so why wasn't ANDREW MARR there?
He didn't seem to have been purposively sent to stop me on WATERLOO BRIDGE...my friend and I were standing there in the middle of the bridge, watching the projections upon the SOUTH BANK and he appeared to do a double-take when he saw me and then began to closely question us...where had we been and why?
Other notes:
COLONISED BY HOLLYWOOD MIND CONTROL...the theatre director behind the massive 'film/stage' light who was posing as 'G-d'...unseen behind the 'light'...in 1980 and upon programming...
Thinking about HOLLYWOOD MUSICALS...weren't they born in the DEPRESSION...most film critics tend to suggest that they were created to 'distract' the general population (and populations worldwide) away from thinking about what a terrible state the world was in...HOLLYWOOD MUSICALS were a way of distracting people into a fantasy world...and what an opulent and expensive 'fantasy world'...no expense spared upon costumes, sets and make-up...'high production values' as they would say, nowadays...
That is the essence of a HOLLYWOOD MUSICAL...where everybody is fabulously 'attractive', moneyed...or even if they are not...they are generally HAPPY...SINGING and DANCING to resolve all of their problems...SINGING IN THE RAIN...whatever the weather...it will all work out...the boy will get the gal...true romance will blossom, surrounded by a 100 chorus girls, high-kicking....and clad in diamonds, tiaras and ostrich feathers...
When one thinks of those early 'dance routines' and how an aerial camera was often used upon a CAROUSEL of many dancers...particularly with the 'swimming formation' teams of chorus girls...it was all about mind control programming, wasn't it?
So why had RIMINGTON decided to put on her very own version of OKLAHOMA! in the centre of LONDON...star in it...and invite a very small number of people to attend...at the LYCEUM?
Was this a DISTRACTION device and if so, from what?
Anyway, I was then to meet BLAKENEY again, once I had got the Spring/Summer contract to work at SAINT CLARE'S we were the first two EFL teachers to be taken on...and I remember how at the end of the Summer course...he was SO furious with me...that I hadn't turned up for a drink with his mates (the other EFL male staff) upon the last night...he was LIVID with me...
I hadn't gone because I had simply thought...do I want to have to fend off the inevitable passes from 'so and so' and 'so and so'...and thought 'no' I don't and therefore I will give that one a miss.
I wonder now...if this wasn't another attempt to impregnate and then 'juice' me? I would bet that it was...the carrion crows were around me as ever...the ILL could never keep away from me...not for a minute.
CHRISTINE DARG?
EXPLOITS MINISTRY?
http://www.olivetree.org/About_us.htm
What a mugshot - scary stuff.
Reminds me somewhat of J K ROWLING to an extent but less wimpish - there is a real 'hard edge' to the expression in DARG'S eyes.
http://www.phonespamfilter.co.uk/search.php/08000285085
Another ILL company - up to criminal activities, no doubt:
0800 0285085 - Complaint Log
8 Complaints
08000285085 - 0800 028 5085 - 0800 0285 085
08.8.18
6:14AM Ken Garcia
They call me and ask me if I would be interested in some sort of weird credit card offer. I say no, then the next day its the exact same thing. Again and again.
08.8.8
5:11AM James Harrison
Automated message about some kind of lottery jackpot
08.7.7
1:58AM Anonymous
Says they want me to buy magazines from them, but I dont really want to!
08.6.30
12:44AM Anonymous
If you try to return their call, they just dont pick up. I'm not sure what to do.
08.5.25
7:22PM Anonymous
They ask for me to return the call, but I don't plan to bother. What's the point.
08.4.16
8:39PM Lillian Richardson
Repeatedly calls me four or five times every day. I just let my fax machine answer the phone
08.4.4
7:02PM Willard Flores
08.3.25
10:39PM Anonymous
Who are you? Speak up please!
http://www.cross.tv/profile/4088?go=photos&action=show&id=825
DARG and a PETER DARG?
Even scarier stuff - this is an ILL MINISTRY and up to no good at all...PETER DARG doesn't look as tall as her 'British Intelligence' husband who turned up at the MI HOTEL - I cannot remember his name now...but one of those large-chested and thin-legged men with blondish/fair hair and a moon face.
I wonder if this man is a THEATRE DIRECTOR?
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF 'HARRY POTTER':
I feel like I am at death's door now. I always push myself too far, whenever I truly believe in something. However, I have also found what appears to be the BOOK SERIES/COLLECTION which will STOP child programming.
As soon as I picked it up in the other charity shop next to ST HELENA'S HOSPICE...JOHN WATERS told me 'you HAVE to buy this'...and so I did...it had a number 11 upon a sticker and was priced at £2...I then flashbacked to RIMINGTON pointing out this collection:
SUZY-JANE TANNER'S
BUNNIES AND BEARS
LEARNING BOX
KINGFISHER-BENETT
The lady at the till overcharged me by a £1 in change from a fiver and so had to open the till again...I have so little money now that I couldn't afford to say 'keep it'.
As the transaction was being completed...I looked into her eyes briefly and I could 'see' that the message was being radioed out to all other ILL slaves:
NO MORE CHILD ILL-PROGRAMMING - STOP ALL OF IT NOW.
So if I died on the floor of this flat here and now - I would be happy. I have achieved what I set out to do.
Other notes:
Having cycled back from DOVERCOURT...I walked up the EAGLE HOUSE alleyway to see a strange sign upon the fence door of the 'magic mushroom' garden of REBECCA and her husband. It was a large white envelope, pinned by two drawing pins, to the wood - with the following statement written in bold:
STELLA
USE THIS GATE
I pondered that one...I then went up to touch the pins and felt tip writing - to see if I could pick anything up...and sure enough...'they' were waiting for her...with HOCKEY STICKS, as far as I could see...i.e. STELLA RIMINGTON turns up in this neck of the woods again...and she will be given the THRASHING that she truly deserves.
Even if she is over 70 now (and clinically ILL with Porphyria) - one has to make allowances for the feelings of others i.e. if the woman murdered and then ate your unborn foetus in front of your eyes (before burning the remains in a garden incinerator) or murdered your child in a paedophile occultic ritual...sometimes, you have to 'waive' other considerations.
They are all waiting with their HOCKEY STICKS, Rimington. Do you really want to continue doing the HOKEY POKEY?
Other notes:
I still cannot believe that RIMINGTON - born in the 1930s...was attempting to 'dance and sing' on the LYCEUM stage circa 1999, whilst pretending to be the 'teenage girl' heroine of OKLAHOMA!
However, I had already seen a precedent - that of LAUREN BACALL in a TENESSE WILLIAMS play...(the title was something like 'As the Bluebird Flies'? I forget...)...
BACALL had come to the BIRMINGHAM HIPPODROME to play a much younger woman's part in her 70s or 80s...I forget how old she was but it was so funny to see this 'classy actress' being interviewed on Central TV...incredibly wrinkled from years of chain-smoking -she looked like an old crocodile in a blonde wig...to talk about her new role and why she had decided to take it on and 'walk the boards again' despite being about 50 years 'too old' for it.
She didn't move around much on stage...her movements were somewhat stilted but her voice retained a certain youthful quality and she still had the figure of her youth, at a distance (we were near to the back of the theatre)...
HELEN BROWNE and I went to see the play whilst we were at 6th form College (after I had been programmed and HELEN was being programmed, at the time) because her FATHER had recommended that we should go and see it (we never went to another play in B'ham despite having bought a 'pass' for students)...and I can now guess why...BLUEBIRDS...'over the rainbow'...
Anyway...this was the one and only chance to see this extraordinary actress in the flesh...albeit from afar...and even though I didn't enjoy the play at all...I found it immensely boring...the very fact that this was the woman who had starred with HUMPHREY BOGART in CASABLANCA...with that cigarette poised out of her mouth...like a man...she was so 'cool'..."out of all the bars in the world, you had to walk into mine'...
I wanted to 'be' LAUREN BACALL in that movie...because she is the 'predator' in that movie...even though BOGART is supposed to be one too...she is such a powerful screen presence somehow ...even more so than him.
It is funny how when you watch films...one person will hold your attention no matter who else is on 'view'...and BOGART had that quality...you watched his every move and expression (even though he rarely changed it - apparently he was a complete alcoholic and a bit of a 'blank' on set but his eyes showed 'agony' in every role he played...'unfathomable depth' without even trying to act - reminds me of TONY SMITH's eyes)...and now I can see that BACALL was similar...even in her extreme youth...she never changed her expression (apart from extremely subtlely)...but her 'eyes' said it all...that is why the film is so beguiling...the two of them, saying little but communicating so much, with their eyes...
Her eyes had the expression of a caged but very dangerous young animal...whereas Bogart's eyes, had the expression of...BOGART reminded me of the way in which that LION had communicated to me, telepathically - in the Roman arena of Jamaica, under the watchful eyes of those in the ROYAL BOX...the lion that had been brutalised into submission...declawed and detoothed...a majestic entity brought low...his strength broken.
I am sure that is what has continued to fascinate cinema audiences...about BOGART...his eyes conveyed so much - just one look - as if he had seen it all - understood everything - weary of life - but would listen...try to add some advice...some sympathy. PETER SMITH at the Prague DTO reminded me of BOGART (and I told him so - he didn't like the comparison for some reason)... MR D'AJANI also reminded me in terms of the expression and 'tortured gaze' of HUMPHREY BOGART.
The HUMP FREE people of the cult...those who were NOT beasts of burden...UNlike the CAMELS of the UK Foreign Office...WHO ARE the BLIND CAMELS...those who were 'hump free'... they could see it all and it...did it send them crazy...no, it just showed in the eyes...almost 'crazy'...'crazy' round the corner but not quite there yet...
Was BOGART an 'actor'? Can one say that of him?
To my mind - he was one of those who 'simply played themselves' but his very presence and image communicated so much about the 'human condition' to the rest of us - that he became one of the ICONS...the true stars of HOLLYWOOD.
The 'human condition' being the abject state of being a HOLLYWOOD MIND CONTROL slave.
Heaven knows what both BOGART and BACALL had been put through, in terms of ILL torture and programming. BACALL was so young - she was still 'fighting'...whereas BOGART had to an extent, given up...nearing the end of his life.
That 'spark' of knowledge behind the eyes...so few HOLLYWOOD ACTORS/ACTRESSES have it nowadays...and when they do...the Public adore them until it is beaten out of them...and then they are burnt up, used up...thrown away...
In the microcosm...I remember what my father had to say about DEBORAH MCDONOUGH in 1980...'we used her up and threw her away'. This is what that PAEDOPHILE CULT thought about young girls and young women...they were just 'things' to be used up and then thrown away.
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I have not really understood the psychodynamics of my parents' relationship at all...
My mother went berserk at my father for 3 whole days during the MILLENIUM...she took to her bed...I took up soup and cups of tea (she wasn't angry with me at all, which was unusual)...he kept trying to talk to her but she wouldn't listen... she basically told him that he had been the cause of EVERY single ruination, in her entire life...from the first day she had met him...
After that...and until this point in time...she has NO memories of this terrible time at all...or what she said to him...or how he sobbed himself convulsively to sleep at nights in another bedroom...
Her behaviour reminds me of TOMLINSON in a way - towards myself - my father obviously had no idea of the 'hatred' stored up against him....as I had no idea of the hatred stored up against me...and then suddenly it all pours out...(although our cases are quite different - TOMLINSON was blaming me for things that couldn't possibly have been my fault).
I wonder now...was that before or after my FATHER had made one of the most insulting gestures to MOTHER, of her entire married life...
She had told me that his study in the chateau - which only contained images of his mother...
Everyone passed through this 'study' in order to get to the 'great hall'...he had the groundfloor 'tower room' as his study...with the most ancient stones of the building, all around...and this study had the contemporary literature and his 'favourite books' along with the ONLY computer and internet access in the entire building...it was the 'communication hub' along with a printer for holiday photographs etc...
Anyway, my FATHER had a massive oil painting - a portrait of his mother in her later years (apparently a well-known portrait artist of the day but I have never heard of him and cannot remember the name)...and a few other framed photographs e.g. his mother holding him up as a baby...and then his METALLIC OWL sculpture...and a medieval porcelain 'Doctor's plague mask' from Italy (with the pretty designs upon the white china)...the strange 'beak-like' nose which extends into a 'honey bird' probing beak - this has always horrified me...(who on Earth thought that one up and why did they think that this particular shape of mask and design - would be effective against the plague??)...
Apart from that the NEUEVILLE antique clocks (inherited) and the MOSES carved wood effigy 'cupboard' which had once been a Sephardic TORAH ARK...where he now kept all his legal papers under lock and key - deeds to the chateau and so forth...(SHARON told me that he HAD to get them out of there - it was sacrilegious - I had already told my Father to do so but to no effect...he just laughed)...in fact, when my mother wanted to sell the place...he then deliberately LOST THE KEY to this very 'cupboard'...at the moment when it could have been sold...and the 'moment' passed by...
To summarise...a lot of photographs of his mother...his books...his 'important images'...but NOTHING to suggest his wife or family...
My mother told me that she was terribly upset that he had NO photograph of her in that study...nor of the rest of you, she added - referring to my siblings and myself.
I naturally took the matter in hand and suggested to DAD that he might include a framed portrait of his wife...and also of the 'rest of us' within the articles/objects upon show, in his STUDY.
He retaliated by finding the oldest and probably the ugliest 'passport photograph' of my mother that he could find - and then stuck it into the left hand corner of his massive oil painting of his MOTHER.
Maybe he found that one 'humorous'. I am quite sure that my mother didn't.
I couldn't believe that he had done it - the image was searingly stark and quite obvious...the tinny old B/W photograph of Mum (only a couple of inches in length) and then his grand 'oil painting' of his mother...it made me laugh in shock.
As soon as I saw it - I told him to take it down immediately - he just smirked at me.
He was making a point of sorts:
"I only ever loved my mother - nobody else. Fuck off everybody."
In a very high-functioning 'autistic' sort of way.
I wonder now about the pair of them...leading this 'double-life' and LIE together on both sides of the mirror...for so many years...the claustrophobia must become intense and overwhelming in the end...I remember my mother once telling me that she had told him that sometimes she wanted to 'stab him through the heart' and he had replied 'sometimes, I feel the same way about you.' They have lived on top of each other for so many years...with so many shared but unspoken memories on the other side of the mirror...I would guess that there is a massive amount of tension, rage and fear between them...bubbling up from their subconscious minds...which has to keep being suppressed and 'smoothed' over. All ILL-slaves are taught to 'paper over the cracks' and to 'iron' it out...in order to hide the ILL CULT.
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Early Thursday morning...
This has to be the final hurdle in terms of finding out who was or is at the top of the ILL CULT...
It appears to be the ITALIAN JEWS...
As FRANCO was to tell me...he had studied the Sicillian mafia for decades but also had an extensive knowledge of the mafias in Italy - their history and their territories.
Franco had been brought up in MILAN. A poor Catholic family of many children - but after having moved to SICILY...he began to realise his genetic heritage as being from the African coast...his looks were of Arabic/Semitic origins - usual in the South of Italy. He made many journeys across the SAHARA desert with Bedouin tribes...- listening to Franco was like entering another world.
REV MOON had told me that MILAN was one of the main ILL bases.
Last night I was musing about MILANO...and then realised where the phrase 'being out on a limb' had come from...MILANO spelt backwards...ON A LIM...DALDRY often used this phrase about people and I knew it had an ILL meaning but didn't know what...I am almost sure that he was referring to MILAN now...
I then remembered that terrible film SALO...by PASSOLINI...about ITALIAN FASCISM in WWII...and how Franco had explained that Italy had been torn between two extremes...it wasn't even remotely like the LABOUR/CONSERVATIVE split...you either had to be COMMUNIST or a FASCIST...no in betweens and they were at WAR...and the Communists eventually won out...because they were a united cause across Europe...and the fascists/Nazis had to concede...
The FASCISTS had committed unheard of atrocities at SALO.
Watching the film - I have to say that the worst sadist of the lot - looked like a Semitic Jew...although I cannot remember much about the rest of them...and I wouldn't care to see that film again in my entire life...it was so disturbing...I had to force myself to watch it because I had to 'know'...I was at WARWICK UNIVERSITY at the time...writing up my dissertation on DEREK JARMAN and I somehow know that this film was central to it all but had no idea why...JARMAN had mentioned PASSOLINI'S film about the historical Christ as having a huge influence upon his work and so I began to watch PASSOLINI'S films...
I then remembered a conversation with MARK about the ITALIAN word for ONION...the layers of the onion...the CEBULLA...I then remembered the CIPOLLA family who lived down Kineton Green Road, Solihull...the surname CIPOLLA is apparently a derivative of 'cebulla'...'onion'...
The 'layers of the onion' was an ILL CULT phrase for some reason...peeling them away, one by one to find the heart of it all...
I then remembered the RIVER ONION...OIGNON...which runs through BESCANCON...you can walk down to it, through the fields behind my father's chateau in Vieilley. That NAZI house where the ILL stayed, was right by this river...near to the campsite at...was the village called VORAY?
A historical battle was fought between the NAZIS who lived in this mansion...and the French resistance, in the village of Vieilley...of which GEORGE MILLAR was a part. The Resistance won in the end...by managing to blow up the railway...so many transport trucks...bridges...you name it...to stop the NAZIS transporting their supplies up the East of France.
I then thought about how I knew so little about Italian history...apart from what FRANCO had told me and also a young MA student from Sicily, in my flat at Warwick...
Where/when did ITALIAN ROYALTY disappear?
The fall of the ROMAN EMPIRE and the idea of an EMPEROR...and then the DUKES...the DUKE OF MILAN...the rise of the VATICAN and the PAPAL BULLS (commands from G-d's representative on Earth) which controlled Europe...the POPE and his assembled entourage had incredible power...over every country in Europe until Martin Luther rebelled...and Protestantism was born...
ITALY is far more interesting than GERMANY - because the fighting was so intense...between the fascists versus the Communists...a truly divided country...split down the middle.
In a sense...it was the symbolic 'epicentre' of everything that was going on in Europe...during the 20th Century...
Fascism versus Communism - the clash of two 'totalitarian' political philosophies.
I need to read up on this.
According to various historical accounts...the ASHKENAZIM JEWS were 'strong' in the Communist Party in France...apparently the CATHOLIC CHURCH didn't pin its colours to any political movement...but various accounts now suggest that it was biased towards the Fascist movement...
MR ICKE states that he 'knows' that it was BUSH's family who were 'bank-rolling' the entirety of WWII...along with the ROCKEFELLERS...- the US SATANISTS and their BANKERS...backing the NAZI cause...this is confusing...
NIKOLAS HULBRUSCH told me that PRINCE PHILIP was helping NAZI scientists to escape...
So WHO decided to stand up against the NAZIS/FASCISTS? Who 'won the day'?
RUSSIA - broke the back of fascism in WWII.
Yet this is confusing again - STALIN then went on to 'purge' his country of JEWS...evidently he wasn't successful or why else would the RUSSIAN OLIGARCHIES (most of whom appear to be ASHKENAZIM) have sprung up from seemingly 'nowhere' in the late 20th Century, to seize the 'power' and 'assets' of RUSSIA after the collapse of the USSR?
Is this really just a massive and extended 'covert' war between the ASHKENAZIM and the CATHOLIC CHURCH?
Those caught between the two extremes of Communism and Fascism...who fought to save their countries from becoming Totalitarian States...who were they?
Yet to my mind...Communism and Fascism are pretty much the same thing in terms of totalitarian control of a country...and so Europe was very lucky not to have become far more 'extreme' in terms of a division between 'Fascist' and 'Communist' States/countries.
All the while, the ILL CULT were continuing their military operations...microchipping and programming more and more people...and from every European country...behind the scenes...trying to take away more and more 'democratic' freedoms, away from every population...because it was 'war-time'...and they are still doing the same today with the manufactured 'war upon terror'.
I mean...I have to laugh...after having met the 'actor' OSAMA BIN LADEN in SWITZERLAND 2004...with a red, cotton bandana around his head...and his hair bleached and frizzed into an orange 'halo' on top...
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I had the oddest dream of the lot last night...completely symbolic of something...
I was on board a sort of largish HOUSEBOAT and a man came into the 'living room'...he was supposed to be ASHKENATON...but he was near to death...his body was covered in red blotches upon deadly pale skin...his immunity system was on its last legs and he had gone completely insane...the man seemed familiar...like some British Politician...he had white hair and a pinkish face...wrinkled...blue-eyed...mad as a hatter...his wife was also there and she was very concerned...
The HOUSEBOAT then turned into a fascimile of a shell-like CITY OF BABYLON (that 'mountain illustration' of this 'historical' City)...this ASHKENATON...began to walk up the winding road of this 'shell' until he had reached the top - the pinnacle of it...and then he fell off...and died.
Suddenly I was on the bank of what appeared to be OLTON MERE opposite side to the SAILING CLUB boats/yachts...and this 'houseboat' was moored there...I continued to walk round to the CLUB HOUSE at the beginning of the MERE...and there I met DAVID CAMERON who was 'very friendly'...the oddest thing was that he suddenly changed his skin colour...he suddenly changed from being a 'white' man to a 'black' man...and all the while...a word was going through my mind...and it was a name...RACINE I thought...but no...more like RACIASTRO...I couldn't place it at all...
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I was thinking, last night of the ITALIAN JEWS being top of the ILL CULT and how ITALIAN FILM/CINEMATOGRAPHY has always been seen to be the best in Europe...even better at film-making than the FRENCH...
I thought of FELLINI and SATYRICON...and SATURNALIA...and then I realised...this was where the BLAZING WORLD had been born...this was the 'blazing world'...of Satyricon.
The Italian film directors...those who had set up in HOLLYWOOD...
This is a 'movie cult' after all and my 'research' keeps on leading me back to HOLLYWOOD...the ILL CULT has always been a 'big show'...an extravaganza...and don't they love to film it all? The aim being, to get everybody on CCTV...every single person 'watched' on every street corner...
I also had a fleeting glimpse of what appeared to be a large English Country House...and a large 'bear' of a man who reminded me of the man whom BRENDA had pointed out as CHRISTINE DARG'S husband at the MI HOTEL. I have already given a description of him (my first impression of him was 'British Military')...anyway...he was showing me a large 'control desk' in one of the ground floor rooms - it had large French windows and a typical English Country garden outside...because I wanted to know what it was all about...so many monitors...and so many projects 'on the go'...like NINTENDO for example...a great way to program young children with ILL CULT imagery...
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I had found the photographs of DARG on the INTERNET...very disturbing, yesterday...that massive crowd of Muslim people (or maybe another religion - I didn't look too closely - I was horrified by what was going on, on stage)...who appeared to be hailing her and PETER as 'saviours' and 'gods'...at their CHRISTIAN EXPLOITS MINISTRY...
The irony is, as BRENDA had told me...the MINISTRY had been set up originally, to convert JEWS and not MUSLIMS - however, the JEWS weren't having any of it but the Muslims were interested...
I begin to wonder now...the PLO...PALESTINIAN LIBERATION FRONT...
EX - PLO - IT
I bet that is why the ILL CULT chose this bizarre title for this 'military operation'...they were recruiting those who were ex-PLO - those who were 'microchipped' (their mind control slaves) and now being reprogrammed into Christianity...
Let me see...so you change the predominantly ISLAMIC religion of PALESTINE to CHRISTIANITY...and that empowers them because they can then call upon the US CHRISTIAN organisations and 'power lobby' to back them up...
Yep, it is never just a 'silly name' with the ILL, is it?
There had to be more to EXPLOITS than just an 'evil intent' i.e. to exploit those who joined the MINISTRY.
It is never just a 'silly mistake' either i.e. the MI5 PERSONALITY TEST...and the 'typo' PRESEVERANCE ...I can now see that this meant:
"Have you had your brain cut in half? Are you suffering from a bipolar existence due to the SEVERING of the two halves of your brain? If you are, then you will NOT notice this typo. YOU are the type of person that we want to recruit."
I can still remember that awful CRITICAL THINKING TEST...rather like KORCHNOI against KARPOV...I felt myself to be under heavy attack (KORCHNOI complained of Soviet telepathic attack during the chess championship final - I do not know about 'telepathic' attack but I bet that half the audience was 'shooting' him with something) ...as if a beam had been directed at my head...which somebody turned off just before the end of the exam...and in under 10 minutes, I completed it easily...totting up my marks at over 70%...COLLIE had told me that the 'pass mark' was around 30%...I then left the exam room...to walk around the block...recognised an old MI5 base and then returned to LIVERPOOL STREET STATION - to come under direct attack from the two middle-aged 'red-headed' men in suits (but no ties, oldly enough), who pursued me across the station - and hit me with another beam, that threw my head back with a click - but luckily didn't manage to render me unconscious.
I then received a letter telling me that I had 'failed' this exam. However, I have always known about my high IQ and had already seen one of these test papers in COLLIE'S office - I knew the score and so was simply puzzled - why didn't MI5 want any contact with me? Why the 'attack' upon LIVERPOOL STREET STATION?
I then took up the job offered at ACORN VILLAGES LTD. I suppose it was the 'lesser of two evils' at that point - considering I managed to escape by the skin of my teeth at this ILL organisation, as well as upon LIVERPOOL STREET STATION.
TOMLINSON turning up at ACORN VILLAGES was neither a 'blessing' of a 'curse' - he gave the game away relatively early on with his remark 'I suppose our photographs will go onto an FBI file?'.
I had been taking photographs of all of the staff because of a new government regulation. I had never mentioned anything about any sort of military intelligence, to anyone at ACORN VILLAGES LTD - I was to all intents and purposes, 'asleep'.
Was he trying to help me? Or just being dumb? It was such a giveaway remark to make.
I replied that surely it would be an MI5 file - we were in the UK and not in the USA i.e. supposing that I was working for some agency.
His 'wife' then put her foot in it further by saying that it would be INTERPOL who would be interested in his photograph.
I looked at the pair of them and could hardly believe my ears...but with no memories - it was difficult to make head or tail of what was going on...yet somehow, I knew that I had scored a 'big point'.
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THE SNAIL AND THE WHALE
by JULIA DONALDSON and AXEL SCHEFFLER
MACMILLAN 2003
978 0 333 982242 90200
9 780333 982242
This book was left out for me in the LIBRARY...and it is truly repulsive...I remember it from circa 2004 whilst TOMLINSON and RIMINGTON were trying to reprogramme me, around this area.
Specifically in JAYWICK at the PRIMARY SCHOOL there.
This village is the MOST deprived in the whole of England. A sort of 'shanty town' by the coast...between SAINT OSYTH'S and CLACTON.
That is what breaks my heart about it all...this book had been used to program those tiny children at that school...who were then taken, one by one, into the shed ('woodsman's hut' in ILL speak) at the edge of the playground...to be brutally buggered by that monster...by TOMLINSON.
The most repulsive ILLustration of all is the SNAIL upon one of the black BULL'S HORNS image of the WHALES TAIL (believe me - the ILLustration makes the 'tail' look like demonic black bull's horns)...
RIMINGTON pointed this ILLustration out to me...she was this 'happy snail' perched on top of TOMLINSON's 'black' penis.
The children were expected to 'feel the same way' about being anally raped by TOMLINSON.
Note the TOUCAN watching over the WHALE upon the front page: ANTONY RADCLIFFE - Tomlinson's main programmer....Tomlinson was just another 'toffee poppet' to him.
Anyway, the basic idea of this book is that the children were taught to see TOMLINSON'S penis as the 'tail of a whale'...and that it was a good idea to 'sit upon it'...because you would then be taken for a 'ride around the world' - as the snails are, in this book.
What really happened was that they were forced into OBE/NDEs in that shed...thrown out of their heads...their minds...and so in a very sick sense, they were then 'flying around the world'...
TOMLINSON pointed out the BLACK AND WHITE CAT which is watching all of this from the QUAY...'that's you' he said.
The dedication at the end of this book:
"For everyone at Hillhead Primary School, Wick - J.D."
Now would that be a real school or a coded reference to JAYWICK?
Programming numbers: 12 14 16 18 17 15 13 11
I wonder now...because of the 'attachment' of these little snails to the massive black tail of the whale...would this have some ILL esoteric meaning?
These 'little fragmented souls' are then attached to his penis?
Additionally, there are three large SHIPS that are named in the book:
THE GREEN QUEEN
THE PRIDE OF GLASGOW
ST MUNGO
I am not sure about 'THE PRIDE OF GLASGOW' but the GREEN QUEEN makes sense...the 'green tribe'...and also ST MUNGO...DAVID DABYDEEN'S obsession with this name in 1991...he wanted to use it for himself...his first person narrative in one of his novels...and I pooh-poohed the idea...it was a silly name for a silly character, in a children's TV series but I cannot remember which one, now...anyway DABYDEEN strongly identified with this name for some reason...and waived my criticism aside...
Anyway, I remember TOMLINSON telling me that they had taken those young children down to the beach for an 'enactment' of this book first...to warm them up to the idea of SAVE THE WHALE...which is in effect, the PRINCE OF WALES programmer...
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BUNNIES AND BEARS
KINGFISHER - BENNETT 1991
Text Copyright: David Benett Books Ltd & Suzy-Jane Tanner
First published by KINGFISHER BOOKS and then later by DAVID BENNETT BOOKS LTD.
NO IBSN number, oddly enough.
I read through all of the books quickly last night...and had a flashback to RIMINGTON pointing them out on the reception desk - to the left of it - the first thing you saw as you came in the door...she took a couple of the tiny books out of the box and opened them up to particular pages to program me with OSTRICH/SWIFT and so forth...she told me that I could look at them again to 'remind' me of my programming but I must NEVER touch any of the other books in the set. I asked her if she had read them all? She looked worried - her reply was very interesting - no, she hadn't. Why not? She wasn't allowed. End of conversation.
Anyway, I read the last one first and from back to front and was hit by what appears to be the TOP DOG of the ILL CULT:
RHODE ISLAND RED CHICKEN
Now that makes sense...firstly, I had been thinking about COLLIE talking about that ASHKENAZIM guy who went crazy on RHODE ISLAND...he was an extremely abusive paedophile who had begun to murder people...but the police got him, eventually.
Secondly, the idea of 'RED CHICKEN' took me back to a 4th year BIOLOGY lesson...we had been told to write an essay on illegal drugs for homework and SUE WALKER had brought in an article...maybe it was from the NME...I cannot remember but it had all of the current and historical 'street names' for various substances and as far as I can recall...RED CHICKEN = heroin, in some state or form.
We found the whole article hilarious - because it contained so many references to FOOD and this lesson was just before lunch...and so we began to plan out a lunchtime menu...'I think that I will have some RED CHICKEN for dinner today along with...and lots of SUGAR in my tea...and'...killing ourselves laughing.
We hadn't shown the article to anybody else and so they just thought that we were being very 'silly' indeed.
The first book in the series begins with a picture of a BOTTLE-NOSED DOLPHIN (followed by HARVEST MICE and then ELEPHANTS).
Doesn't that just sum it all up?
Caught between the BOTTLE-NOSED DOLPHINS (paedophiles) and the RHODE ISLAND RED CHICKENS (hard drugs trade).
BUNNIES AND BEARS...another binary like ANTS AND BEES?
The case itself, has symbols upon all of its sides:
The top has WATERLILIES
The bottom has a sort of MAPLE LEAF with a SPIDER upon it.
The left side has a sort of SWALLOW in black and white but with a RED face.
The right side has a sort of BEETLE in yellow and blue upon a veined green leaf.
The back of the box has what looks like a large NUT (BRAZIL?)...with 3 smaller CASHEW nuts beside it.
The 'order' which can be reversed...is:
BIRDS (yellowish feather)
SEEDS (light blue dandelion clock)
LEAVES (green leaf - a bit like ivy)
HOMES (blue and white tea cup and saucer)
FISH (an angel/angler fish - light blue/violet swimming downwards to left)
FLOWERS (yellow flower, gold centre, one green leaf on stem)
WEATHER (orange/brown umbrella)
NUMBERS (green three-leafed clover)
COLOURS (light blue pencil)
SHAPES (light pink heart)
BUGS (red ladybird with two black dots)
ANIMALS (no idea what this is but looks like a fat bird - an amorphous four-limbed shape pointing up to the right in a very light brown/yellow)
Each book has a symbol upon its spine (in brackets above).
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THE SNAKE HOTEL
by BRIAN MOSES
MACMILLAN 2008
ISBN: 978 0 230 01381 0 90100
9 780230 013810
The basic premise of this colourful book is that you really wouldn't want to stay in this hotel because there are POP-UP snakes, hiding in everything and around every corner.
You also have the RISING SUN image of the semi-circle of glass (partitioned) above the main doorway.
This is a hotel of the RISING SUN.
I suppose the basic idea is to NOT let your 'snakes' in i.e. your memories back into your head...so how long do you dare to stay in the SNAKE HOTEL? Not long at all...for the two FROG visitors in this book...
I remember TOMLINSON showing me this book at the TEMPLAR CASTLE and I LOVED it...I thought the snakes were brilliant...the whole thing...which wasn't the right 'reaction'.
It is a horrible book though because the SNAKES are hiding behind every symbol of ILL torture, throughout the book. The torture that was designed to 'lock up' all of your memories.
At the end of the book you are then asked if you would like to SPIDER MOTEL for your next holiday?
This has GOTHIC- shaped WINDOWS...and a large ORANGE pumpkin upon the top of the building. A RINGMASTER black spider with a top hat and FANGS...and a WHITE bowtie..is standing in the doorway...thre are cobwebs and spiders in the windows.
Is this the HOUSE OF ORANGE?
The actual structure of the building...even though it is symmetrical..reminds me of the SYDNEY OPERA HOUSE for some reason...like the grey segments of something...
The GOTHIC windows and small structure of this 'spider motel' also reminded me of that small WHITE HOUSE which was just outside of a 'maternity' hospital at the top of that mountain overlooking EIN KEREM...
In 1980 - the programmers had taken us in there...and we were shown some PLANS of something on a table...but I cannot remember what...and then taken into another room to be electrocuted...the small 'white house'...which looked more like a mosque than anything else...was a museum of sorts...
Anyway, you have 5 colour-coded keys at the front desk of the SNAKE HOTEL.
Three of them have CLUB symbols on top.
The other two have CIRCLES - one with a 'heart' and the other with a wavy 'x' inside...
The FROG visitor is given KEY number 3 - the 'heart key' (whilst nearly being squeezed to death by an Indian Python) but ends up in room number 6.
The keys represent different key memories...5 in all.
BLUE/ORANGE/PURPLE/YELLOW/DARK RED
The cactuses outside the SNAKE HOTEL suggest that the location is SOUTH AMERICA...or INDIA...or anywhere with cactii...
Other notes:
A lot more connections came back last night...surrounding my 'hidden memories' upon the other side of the mirror in Poland and in the Czech Republic...
Firstly, I remembered the BIRKENHAU courtyard - frozen over with snow...and the 1980 course...standing out there...until one by one we fell over unconscious...then a few men would come out and drag that person inside...we all had to stand out there until we fell over...and no 'faking' it...they checked you by brutally kicking you, whilst you lay upon the ground to see if you were 'faking' it...
STEVEN SPIELBERG was there - so were members of the ROYAL FAMILY.
Secondly, I remember FRANCO in POLAND 1993 - he refused to go to AUSCHWITZ with me - point-blank - although he wouldn't give a particular reason - he then decided to take me to a real Jewish cemetery...in one of the smaller villages in KATOWICE...if I wanted to know 'real Jewish history'...then he would take me to see it. He also wanted me to meet a friend of his...a Jewish man who had survived the war and still lived in the village but he wasn't in (the only Jew left living there)...so we looked around the graveyard...it was all deeply depressing...a small blizzard was blowing and very cold...
Thirdly, I remember watching the films of AUSCHWITZ in the cinema and crying...whereas NICHOLAS was still making jokes...I couldn't believe it. We had a row about it afterwards - he told me that all of it could have been easily faked - how could he say that?
Fourthly, I remember looking at the photographs of the prisoners of AUSCHWITZ and it was like 'yesterday' to me...they were so 'real'...I tried to explain that feeling to NICHOLAS...if was as if they had all been taken recently...they were somehow 'alive' to me...these people...and that left me more confused than ever...
...and now a dreadful thought is dawning upon me...those photographs had been 'faked'...they were of ILL SLAVES...and taken far more recently than WWII...those like us in 1980...dressed up in striped pyjamas...I remember seeing one young man who looked just like SEV...that was why these people were so 'real'...I was remembering some of them...from 1980...we had been made to dress up in this way and then had our photographs taken...the photographs had then been 'treated' to make them look old...an art, a skill...forgery and fakery.
None of those people in the photographs looked undernourished...just 'blank', terrified...the horror in their eyes...and the captions underneath said that these photographs had been taken just after they had been admitted to the camp i.e. that was why none of them looked on death's door through starvation.
I have no idea if BIRKENHAU was used as a 'death camp' in WWII - it probably was...but the point here is that most of the AUSCHWITZ set-up had been clearly faked...including those photographs upon the walls...I was recognising some of the people off the 1980 course in those photographs - I remember looking at the photograph of one dark-haired young woman in particular - I couldn't stop staring at her face - she was the 'heroin addict' upon the 1980 course but I couldn't remember where I had seen her before (but I kept coming back to that photograph - wondering, perversely if I was remembering a 'past life')...and that is what had made me grief-stricken...I was watching those films in the cinema and my subconscious mind was erupting with pain...because of what had happened to us in 1980 at BIRKENHAU...and Nicholas 'knew'...and was trying to let me know...but he couldn't/didn't explain...which traumatised me even more...
That 'camp survivor' who didn't want to put on the film reel because NICHOLAS was being so 'irreverent'...and his strange words about 'them' to me...i.e. 'you've seen them, you know'...he must have remembered me from somewhere...he knew that I 'knew'...
I suppose more memories will have to come back about what really happened to us at BIRKENHAU but all I can remember is that it was SALO revisited...and I do not want to remember...
Plus - it must have set up so much horror in my brain...so-called ASHKENAZIM like SPIELBERG lying about everything...I had worked for the MOSSAD...that would have made these monsters trust me because they must have thought that the MOSSAD had programmed me to work for them...but in fact, they hadn't managed to capture my 'remote-viewing' alter...the Sephardic guy who tried to do this but it had metaphorically 'pecked out' his eye...and then there was MOSHE DAYAN and his rebel group...who hated these SATANISTS but oddly enough...didn't really trust the Sephardim at all..only had a couple of members of the Sephardim, in their innermost circle...
Other notes:
The Czech Republic...I had my 'Eagles Nests' book given to me by a Polish student, of so many castles in the region...and one was in either the Czech Republic or in Slovakia...there was a photograph of it...it had 'black horns'...a ruin...it looked like 'black horns' on top of a small mountain...or massive hill...and I decided to visit there one weekend with BETH LAZROE and her best friend...along with an Irish male friend and his female friend (neither of them said a word hardly, during the whole holiday)...
It was a very strange and macabre holiday...the small train track down there...the first stop (it must have been in Slovakia) in a small town and a hotel on the main square...and then on to the 'horns' and a tiny village (hardly that) and to a sort of bed and breakfast...I remember that there were no shops around anywhere...we were in the middle of nowhere, underneath the mountain with the 'black horns' upon it and a frozen river encircled the mountain....apparently it was the equivalent of 'Stonehenge' in Slovakia...so ancient that the earliest civilisation to use this spot, had been a prehistoric tribe - a castle had then been built which had long since turned into a ruin - hence the strange appearance of 'black horns' against the skyline i.e. the remains of the castle walls and two towers I suppose...and so we all had to go to bed hungry because the place at which we were staying didn't sell any food...I remember being exhausted, ravenously hungry and rather frightened...
After that...I had no real memories of the holiday at all...
Yesterday, I began to remember...RIMINGTON turned up in a car...I remember her distinctly...because she drove me to a sort of manor house in parkland (it didn't look Czech or Slovakian - more 'French' in architectural style)...I think that it was another of the Ambassador's houses...I remember the Victorian-type urns/statues etc...in this parkland...she pointed them out as programming symols...she questioned me on the drive there...
Had we made it up to the BLACK HORNS?...no, we hadn't because the river was semi-frozen (we tried to get across - I nearly went through the ice and so the rest of them called it off) and the bridge was miles away...and then the thought of that steep climb in frozen conditions up the mountain...we only had an afternoon to do it (having arrived at midday) and so we had to give up...no sense in losing yourself in the encroaching darkness (it was winter time) in below freezing conditions under those ominous black horns, in the middle of nowhere...RIMINGTON was pleased with my answer and retorted:
'You weren't supposed to get there'.
What on Earth was that about? Another ILL stage in some sick film or game that they were forcing us...and particularly myself, to play?
The reason this memory came back is because I was looking at the BLACK HORNS of the 'whale' in THE SNAIL AND THE WHALE...a rather similar image...and that hauntingly 'evil' image of those black horns on the mountain came back...RIMINGTON had told me that it was to do with a Satanic goddess cult...and was still used as a sacrificial site...
Thank goodness we didn't attempt to get up there...
Other notes:
THE FAIRYLAND OLYMPICS
by MIGHTY MEG and LUCY LONGLEGS
ISBN 978 1 84089 515 5
9 781840 895155
ZERO TO TEN LTD
I do not have time to analyse this book but suffice to say - if you want to know the overall structure to how the ILL programme people before and during a TEMPLAR CASTLE event for the POOR FAIRIES/Porphria sufferers...then this is the book for you. Every single symbol and code, appears to be in it. I will comment upon it later.
Other notes:
I should have written about this book before now...but didn't have time to borrow it from the library...it was written by a member of the aristocracy...a woman called CAROLINE and the subject matter was DIY curtains in the main (how to hang your curtains in an aristocratic style) - a large hardback book with CAROLINE in a yellow suit and dyed blonde hair, curled around her face - on the back of the book - she looked in her early 30s - no idea of the date of the book...I remember RIMINGTON programming me with this book...because how the curtains were arranged...was a significant ILL signalling system...
...which is essentially what NUMBER 6, WEST STREET does upon a daily basis - they open one set of curtains - draw back another and tie one side back - pull the nets across or not as the case maybe - they are signalling ...whether the curtains in a particular room, are drawn or not...tied back or not...and it is an easy system to work out...I have understood it for some time now...as I have said before...the house represents YOU...the middle window upon the first floor is your 'pineal gland' or 'third eye'...that sort of thing...and I have just laughed at it...NO I am not going to 'blind' or 'blinker' myself to anything at all...
Additionally...I seem to remember RIMINGTON talking about myself as being a 'pelmet' type of curtain...but cannot remember which one...RIMINGTON naturally revered the AUSTRIAN style of curtains...there were many examples of this type of curtain, within the book.
Other notes:
RIMINGTON showed me this book at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...to remind me of our 'whistle-stop' TORTURE tour, around the world in 1980. I remember MANNINGHAM-BULLER referring to it as AROUND THE WORLD IN 80 DAYS...with a reference to DR DOOLITTLE...she referred to herself as a DR DOOLITTLE i.e. a member of the aristocracy.
So that is roughly how long it took...80 days...how many weeks would that be? About 11 weeks...so about 3 months...
MANNINGHAM-BULLER thought that I had been on the course for only 6 months before I 'left'...and so let me see...I would have left MARCH/APRIL...that is about right...it was a year's course...the others had started way before myself...I was 'late'...in terms of being kidnapped onto it, after I had dropped out of 6th Form College.
Here is the book:
MY GRANNY WENT TO MARKET
A ROUND-THE-WORLD-COUNTING RHYME
by STELLA BLACKSTONE and CHRISTOPHER CORR
BAREFOOT BOOKS
ISBN: 1 905236 38 7
9 781905 236381
If you would like to see the ILLustration of the RUSSIAN DEVILS in their MOUNTAIN PARAMILITARY BASES - look at my 'granny in Russia'.
"Next they travelled northwards,
past the homes of mountain trolls,
to stop for a while in Russia
for seven nesting dolls."
The idea is that 'granny' picks up the most salient programming object in each country - to remind the ILL SLAVES quickly of the programming put in, during each 'stop off':
1 FLYING CARPET: ISTANBUL
2 BLUE TEMPLE CATS: THAILAND
3 MASKS: PINK, BLUE, YELLOW (SUN, MOON, VENUS) MEXICO
4 LANTERNS: CHINA
5 COW BELLS: SWITZERLAND
6 DRUMS: KENYA
7 NESTING DOLLS: RUSSIA
8 BOOMERANGS: AUSTRALIA
9 KITES: TOKYO
10 BLACK LLAMAS: PERU
I cannot remember most of these countries - this book was text copyrighted by STELLA in 1995...so maybe the ROYALS changed the schedule and the programming involved now and then...I do remember TIBET, ISRAEL, SWITZERLAND, RUSSIA, POLAND...
Anyway, naturally RIMINGTON pointed out that she was 'granny' in this book...and also...pointed out that her 'dress/attire change' in every different country...was highly significant, for some reason.
Other notes:
THESAURUS REX
BY LAYA STEINBERG AND DEBBIE HARTER
BAREFOOT BOOKS
ISBN: 1 84148 787 2
9 781841 487878
This was the book that was used in relation to AUSCHWITZ/BIRKENHAU programming...at the TEMPLAR CASTLE in 2001 - as a 'refresher/ reminder' to reinforce the programming put in there...the main emphasis here is basically what happens in film SALO i.e. the children/young people being forced to eat each other's faeces...i.e. a trip to the SWAMP...and why?
The book gives a rather odd reason...because of a SPILL...is it possible that we had all been marked down for such atrocities because of some DRUGS SPILL at Customs and that we were being punished for it by being enslaved in such a way...I am beginning to realise that this was the case...that was the REALITY behind this treatment...at some point...we must have all exposed the ILL CULT during our childhood/youth...either consciously or unconsciously...hence our names had gone on a 'list'...and we were all then put on this mind control course...
After his time in the swamp...the little dinosaur is cleaned up and put to sleep in his red stripey pyjamas..in a large ORANGE cocoon..with blue/white striped sheets...
REMEMBER Tintin:
KING OTTOKAR'S SCEPTRE?
Isn't that related to EASTERN EUROPEAN ILL programming?
That 'curtains book':
DESIGNS FOR WINDOW TREATMENTS
BY LADY CAROLINE WREY
EBURY PRESS, LONDON 1995
ISBN: 0 09 178552 9
CURTAINS for the aristocracy then?
Isn't it all about the BALKANS?
The getaway car of the crooks is registered:
R 1551 and the emphasis is on 'twins' and split-brain programming.
Castafiore Bianca sings:
"is it I? Come reply! Mirror, mirror tell me truly."
A bit more than she usually sings...so a lot of 'mirror' programming.
THE KINGDOM OF THE BLACK PELICAN?
The Austro-Hungarian Empire.
SYLDAVIA?
SYCAMORE? (Sharon's group)
SYMMONS...
The WC behind the SY computer virus package...
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF 'HARRY POTTER':
I went into the LIBRARY and up to the checkout this morning to read a slip that somebody had left on it with only one book title:
DIE TRYING
I do not want to get paranoid here but I burst out laughing, screwed it up and threw it into the bin by the console.
I have already 'tried' - the result being, most of the top ILL in RUSSIA, are now DEAD and buried under a load of bricks, cement and rock...in the mountains. The AMBASSADOR has been thrown off a mountain.
I can now 'die' happy and go to heaven - in the full knowledge that I have 'got the bastards back' for what they did to me...by helping those who probably hate them, even more than I do.
The ILL can now all GO TO HELL.
Other notes:
The name SYMMONS now interests me and also SYMMONDS...the family name of the FORESTRY COMPANY which owned COUNTYWEB.
MR WILLIAM CATCHPOLE seemed a decent sort of chap - used to work with his sales team on the phones every day...and even did a masterful impression of a LAWN-MOWER starting up...as a party piece for the 'XMAS office party' in a local hotel. It had to be seen to be believed - you closed your eyes and you would SWEAR that you were hearing the spluttering clutch and then the 'revving' of a large recalcitrant engine, for several nerve-racking minutes before the engine burst into full operation mode. It was a dramatic performance (in the middle of the dance floor surrounded by dining tables and COUNTYWEB staff), that most drama students at DARTINGTON would have given their eyeteeth to pull off. I would guess that CATCHPOLE had been programmed as a 'LAWN-MOWER MAN' and was an erstwhile son of G-d.
SYMMONDS - SEE WHY MONDE (WORLD)...I seem to remember that this family was of 'Jewish origins'...the 'young Symmonds' was head of the 'very strange' Graphic Design Team.
I do not want to go on a witch-hunt here...I could easily do the same to PROTESTANT or CATHOLIC families...and why not? It is just the SPIELBERG number...which has currently annoyed me out of my mind...putting me through all of that...then FILMING me at this late stage in my life...going through HELL...and with no thought in his head of paying me back one penny...for all of the HARRY POTTER work...the pitch for the film AI and so on...
However, the fact that he has made no move to make any renumerations (nor has MARK ROCKEFELLER) actually worked to my advantage...it FORCED me to approach the unthinkable...to question what had happened at Auschwitz...and then to find out the truth.
I now understand how I had been manoeuvred...into thinking about it all as a 'past life'...I even used to religiously log onto RABBI GERSHOM'S 'those who had a past life in the holocaust' Yahoo! chatgroup...everyday...read every post...went through the backlog of posts...
Actually, the origins of this chatgroup were quite exceptionally dramatic and funny, in retrospect...because of the fights...RABBI GERSHOM had allowed both camps i.e. those who thought that they had a past life as a NAZI as well as those who thought that they had had a past life as a Jew in the camps...he then decided to ban the NAZIS in order to make it a 'safe' place for the 'past life as a Jew' posters...although there were also people who were Jewish in this life who posted on the site (those who practised)...including one called MARK...whom I can guess (from his rather neurotic posts) was a very similar character to MARK ROCKEFELLER...
HELEN RODWAY-WILLIAMS had given me the address of this website from MS GORDON at her 'HEADHUNTERS' company in LONDON...you can guess why...it was all a distraction and a 'blind'...the GORDONS are an inexcrable bunch of twisted SATANISTS...MS GORDON posed as a 'Reform Jew' in London...RABBI GORDON - part of the BEIT DIN in Israel, posed as an ORTHODOX ASHKENAZIM Jew.
I was so taken in by RABBI GERSHOM, that I bought his books...I even sent him £25 - I was living on £50 a week at the time (as he had suggested to people - upon AMAZON - an interesting feature of this website - you can simply 'send money' to people on it via a debit/credit card)...
I was living in that dreadful Ipswich bedsit...but because I felt so sorry for GERSHOM and his hard-luck story about how nobody had paid him a penny to set up and host the YAHOO! chatgroup...he and his wife owned a farm in Pennesylvania...but the JEWISH community had 'crowded' him out there...he could no longer find teaching work there...he had no money for food...his long email of woe sounded so dreadful...how ungrateful everyone was upon that chatgroup...yet they all regarded it as their 'lifeline'...whilst the original 'creator' of it all...was suffering in such a way...and they wouldn't pay a small sum to him per month, to keep it running...which was why he had stopped posting on it...and given his job to two other 'monitors' or whatever they were called...to keep it running...
Was this guy really a big CON? Or did he believe the whole thing himself?
NANCY who stole the chatgroup from him...was obviously a RIMINGTON-type...
NANCY 'shengirl' then took GERSHOM'S posters to her own chatgroup which she was to host herself...and the last time that I posted there was in response to a Jewish woman in Israel...whom I 'knew' had been ILL-programmed...every one of her posts told me so but nobody was saying it...I therefore wrote back to her - asking her to look at the information upon the web regarding ILLUMINATI PROGRAMMING i.e. Springmeier, Cisco Wheeler...
The woman wrote back to me privately, saying 'I don't believe you but I don't want to say it in 'public' i.e. on the Internet and that was that...I didn't bother to reply. If she was a real poster and not a hoaxer...one simply has to 'plant seeds'...it took me years before I could look at SPRINGMEIER, CISCO WHEELER'S work...when I saw it the first time...NO, that could NEVER have happened to me...
It took me about 3 years even to revisit those pages upon the INTERNET (first seen whilst I was living in Ipswich so circa 2000-2)...
I kept dismissing it...never...it could never have happened to me...
Other notes:
Okay, so I had had some nasty brushes with BRITISH INTELLIGENCE who had kidnapped and tortured me many times...as well as routinely drugging me in order to try to force me to do inexplicably stupid, wicked and pointless things...but that wasn't the clinical procedure described in SPRINGMEIER/CISCO WHEELER'S work...
That happened to 'other people' but NOT to 'people like me'...I hadn't been 'mind-spilt'...I didn't have 'alters'...I was 'all right Jack'...
Until I got back so many memories that it was impossible to keep up the facade...it HAD happened to me and I just had to face it - a relief almost - the truth does set you free. I then set about finding out everything I could to 'cure' my 'butchered brain' - a mind, that the ILL had tried to make operate, in the way of a 'bog standard computer' which was 'wireless networked'. It was relatively easy to do this (if you like very difficult jigsaw puzzles with masses of pieces - and not that many people do but I have always had that ability and 'patience') but it has been a long haul...so many years now...since early 2005.
I recently remembered how the ILL MI6 operatives in Deptford - had taught us as children to 'switch' from one side of the brain to the other...and what a nasty feeling it was...un-natural - against Nature.
The most important point is gaining control of your pineal gland and not allowing the ILL to puncture it again. Once it has healed...it has the power to heal your entire brain (and body) - to bring the 'two sides' of the mind back together...to open up the connections between the locked away memories within the subconscious mind, to the conscious mind.
I say 'subconscious mind' because so much of ILL programming was put in when you were in a 'sleepwalking' state or even worse, down the levels of consciousness until you were just before 'death i.e. before your bodily systems gave out (e.g. OMEGA son of G-d programming).
However, the term SUBCONSCIOUS isn't accurate...we are not talking about 'dreams' but rather different brainwave level states...as you begin to lose consciousness...either to go to 'sleep' (drugging)...or to go gradually lose consciousness, through torture.
The SUBCONSCIOUS mind is your 'friend'...it pulls it all up in symbolic form...in dreams...to try to help you to understand and to 'reconnect' by emotions, images...even punning words...
However, I do have to 'out' the word CONNECT here as an ILL programming word.
For example, the new 'fan heater' that I recently bought (with the white 'visor')...is called CONNECT-IT - and it is a programmer's image in your own home - the same model, was in my father's room at the OWL HOTEL i.e. HOTEL MINERVA in INTERLAKEN.
CON ECT IT
ILL slaves are programmed to 'compute' the word CONNECT as meaning...CON...ECT...IT...
So if somebody tells you that they will 'connect up' with you at some point...give them a wide berth.
Other notes:
I saw a 'WHITE RABBIT' ASHKENAZIM programmer today outside SOMERFIELDS...one of RIMINGTON'S lackeys around here - a largish CHRISTINE DARG type of woman - wide-eyed 'ingenue' blue eyes...she was staring at me...she had on a sort of 'Bohemian look' bandana (faut Bloomsbury design in greenish/dark yellow/faun colours)...clothes designed to say 'I am HARD but wealthy and chic for this area' i.e. long leather jacket (colour - hard to describe - try mixing red, white and yellow)...on a woman past her middle-age...dyed blonde hair...gold jewellry...a very tacky imitation in all, of London fashions but probably RIMINGTON'S approximation of this 'Bohemian look'...RIMINGTON only ever really understood 'show girl clothes' (e.g. dressing up as DOROTHY or OKLAHOMA GIRL, or GYPSY ROSE LEE)...or in MARKS & Spencers, which was always her safest bet...
Anyway, this woman was WAVING her FAUN leather gloves at me...she looked startled...I wondered why she had such a 'nervous tic' with the gloves...so I 'waved' back to her...and made the sign of 'stroking the tail feathers...'...and she passed by...but stopped waving her gloves frenetically. It was all a very odd sight. This woman waving her gloves in one hand, compulsively...as if she had HANNI GLOOR'S motor neurone syndrome times 100 and on speed...and that was when I 'remembered' RIMINGTON pointing this woman out as one of her slaves...the 'gloves and the fan' of the WHITE RABBIT.
Other notes:
I can now remember how 'careful' I had to be around MARK ROCKEFELLER particularly whilst we were viewing images of the FUTURE...
He saw my reaction to the POLICE and to a LAW COURT notice...and I had to cover it up fast....luckily he believed me...because I had never, never ever wanted to get on the wrong side of a the LAW or the POLICE...I had lived a 'terrified' life...knowing that the ROYALS had put all of their ILL slaves against me...I was so careful not to 'put a foot wrong' and for every single step that I took in UK society...
I had to BLIND him as to what I was really going to do...which was to expose the whole lot...and now I can say with some satisfaction...that even though I do not fully emotionally realise it, as yet...that I have, in fact, done just that...
MARK had wanted me to FAIL...he had wanted SPIELBERG and other assorted NAZIS to have the 'proof of the pudding' in the film that they were going to make of me...they wanted to see me 'fail'...
Why did they think that I was so damn dangerous to them?
Was it the BAUER grandfather that my father knew (a 'white rabbit') in Switzerland who wanted to help me in the ALICE game (1960s)...because apparently the RABBIS had prophesised that I would help to save the world (I have no idea who Rabbis were - ASHKENAZIM or SEPHARDIC but presume ASHKENAZIM because the ROTHSCHILDS were of that ilk)...
So okay...one could say that SPIELBERG and his associates were under mind control as much as anybody else...but what I HATE about them is that they were and are KAPOS. The worst of all.
TOMLINSON has continually beseeched me...upon a telepathic level...that he was NOT to blame for anything that he did whilst under mind control...I am sorry...but how can I believe that...he was a 'thinking/feeling child' at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...I used to argue with him - to try to stop him doing what RIMINGTON in her insane 14 year old girl alter - had commanded him to do...and so he DID have choices...he could have chosen NOT to do what he did...even if he was in a 'child-like' state of mind.
Yet I do understand that his compulsion to 'rape children'...was so abnormal and so insane (as was SPIELBERG'S) that I still do not understand what I was seeing...I will relate what I saw again:
He ran into the room...grabbed any toddler...it didn't matter which...the nearest...this was a man over 6 foot and in the nude...highly muscular...very powerful...the child was just a 'rubbery puppet' in his hands...as children are...their bones and muscles haven't formed properly...and so this man picked the child up as if it were a 'rubbery puppet'...as if this out-of-control 'Frankenstein' was picking up something as lightweight as a custard pie and threw it against the edge of the table...that very action could have caused severe damage to internal organs...
I remember my mother saying 'children are indestructible - you can drop them on their heads from a height and they survive' - it is true - children have that rubbery and just 'bounce' off surfaces and back again without what appears to be too much damage - I know that from my own early childhood experiences, after the extreme horror of the 'washing line' and anal rape from JOHN WATERS and his friends e.g. JOHN SCARLETT...but even if the body can 'heal' afterwards...the memory has so many scars.
As quick as a flash, TOMLINSON then pulled down the little boy's trunks...as his large left hand held the little boy to the edge of the table, the child's body was bent over it...his legs hanging over the side...TOMLINSON took his penis in hand and this had taken literally seconds...all of it to happen...I saw what was happening as I turned around and I just YELLED 'NOOOOOO!' at him. 'GET OUT OF HERE NOW!'
So what am I to make of this? What TOMLINSON was up to...this was no 'normal' mode of behaviour...therefore I have to deduce a 'programmed state' of ADDICTION...and far worse than that of Cocaine or Heroin...I do know what these men were put through to induce this sort of insanity but I still do not understand it...the insanity that my FATHER shares...but his 'dark alter' loves it...he told me openly in MANNINGTREE 'IF YOU CAN GET AWAY WITH IT WHY NOT?'...and he could get away with it...nobody would suspect him...not even me...I couldn't bear to think that he had two such completely different 'selves'...a real DR JEKYLL and DR GYDE...as Alan Boldon at Dartington had once told me...he had met my father at some point but I have no idea where or how...
Other notes:
IAN RICKSON'S brother...'Vincent'...I remember sitting on the grass, with him...on a verge outside of the TEMPLAR CASTLE... he had pointed out a genetic similarity...to do with our forearms...this might sound very silly indeed...but we both knew that our 'forearms and hands' were highly attractive to the opposite sex...and that we both posessed the same genetic 'look' and make-up upon that score...he looked at mine...I knew precisely what he meant and sketched it, with finger...I put my arm out and traced a sort of 'ballet position' mode of the arm...I said to him 'do you mean this?'
He freaked out...said 'YOU ARE MY SISTER' and ran away.
IAN RICKSON had been of the opinion at ESSEX UNIVERSITY that my father was also his father. Naturally he had also told his 'unidentical twin' who arrived earlier than he did. VINCENT was his twin.
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That is the strangest thing about FRANCO ZECHHIN...it may sound very odd...but I have already recounted it in my notes (long ago)...that the first time that I really 'looked' and 'studied' him whilst he was giving a lecture upon the Sicilian Mafia - I was entranced by his forearms...I had never seen anything so sexy in my entire life - the way he used his forearms and hands to gesticulate to explain, the black hairs growing up them...as if his whole character was in the way that he gesticulated...
I had met FRANCO briefly in the foyer of Hotelu Asystencki - to be told of his impending LECTURE at Sosnowiec campus...that I did everything that I could to get there...I told my class (which was to finish at the same time that the lecture would finish)...whatever it takes...just let me leave early...'why do not you all come to this MAFIA photography lecture and we can discuss it later?'...or have another class or two at another time (free)..three maybe...my class looked at me...and eventually they said 'okay Emily, we can see that this is very important to you...just go'...
I then turned up late...but not so late..because a ROMANIAN student had given me a lift in his car - which stank of rotten milk...he had tipped a carton over into the passenger seat and surrounds...(this was quite an incredibly awful smell- worse than rotten eggs or sulphur - but I didn't care at the time - just kept the window full open)...and I got to Franco's lecture...to stand at the back of the auditorium...and all I could see from that distance...which I hadn't seen before...in my initial encounter with him...just how sexy are those FOREARMS...they were bare and full of black hairs and a healthy colour of skin...and he had what...I can only say....both VINCENT and I also shared...it was a sense of 'kinship'...I looked lovingly at FRANCO'S forearms...and I can honestly say that the 'love' and the 'sexual' feeling was born at that moment, towards him...I had then to 'get' him...
How very odd...to BOND...to understand that you belong to others...'others' who have what you have...upon a genetic principle...but that is the truth...people do...even across ethnities...because none of us really know our genetic past or intertwining paths...
I compared forearms with him...he had that odd 'large jointed' wrist...which not many people share...and I remember DALDRY telling me that this was called 'double-jointedness' and well-known to be sexually attractive...
I can also remember comparing hands with MR PUTIN and finding out that our thumbs were literally identical...made from the same mold...he had such similar hands...
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Early Saturday morning...
I should have mentioned an exceptionally important point yesterday...workmen had broken up and removed the GREEN BOARDS surrounding the derelict CO-OP centre which is opposite to DOVERCOURT/HARWICH LIBRARY. The workmen were inside drilling. They appeared to be drilling near to a bricked up door into the next building.
This evil building had been boarded up and 'patrolled' for as long as I can remember...it had been that way in 1980...it was like a mausoleum inside...no natural light was allowed in.
The huge GREEN gates into the wasteland behind it were also open...as was the side door into the building...which is where RIMINGTON had taken me...down those steps...a few years back, now...
I didn't know why but I equated this with BUSTING through the doors of my memory...to understand what had really happened at AUSCHWITZ...
Last night, more memories came back of this visit to AUSCHWITZ with NICHOLAS...he had paused at the end of the long wall of 'prisoner photographs' and shouted down the corridor to me that a certain photograph looked like myself. I was too busy trying to 'recognise' some of the other photographs and ignored him for a while...I then walked up to where he was and asked him which one...the photograph was very stark in contrast...the black hair tied back...the face and eyes were so light as to be completely bleached out...the woman was looking upwards...she looked somewhat 'mad'...NICHOLAS was laughing 'that is YOU'...I was horrified by all of this and told him angrily that it wasn't myself...but now I am not so sure...my hair used to photograph 'black' in black and white shots...it could have been me...10 years younger...fatter in the face...
I can now remember where we stayed first...and that was in KAZIMIERZ...in that tenement block that I was to make a beeline for...whilst I was with FRANCO (I had left him to wander off and take photographs)...and I 'knew' where I wanted to go...I 'knew' the direct and quickest route to these houses...and I found 'my house'...it was boarded up...I remembered being 'very young' and in the bedroom overlooking the bridge and river...I remembered waking up from a terrible nightmare of a GOLEM who was 'walking the rafters'...he looked like a sort of sand-coloured yeti...but also bore a strong resemblance to a naked ANDREW MARR...
So what had happened? The ILL had put us in this tenement block for a night...and MARR must have gone crazy at some point...in DELTA mode...
For so many years of my life...I had gathered strange memories like the above, together...in order to conclude that I must have had a 'past life' in the Holocaust...but I hadn't...SPIELBERG and his fellow NAZIS had constructed a real HELL UPON EARTH in my own lifetime...and at BIRKENHAU...they had enacted their own version of SALO there...
To compound their SICKNESS...they had then taken photographs of their tortured MIND CONTROL SLAVES - my 'British Intelligence' course in 1980...and dispersed them in and around photographs of older 'prisoners' of Auschwitz...
NICHOLAS went round BIRKENHAU...I wouldn't/couldn't go back there...but I could 'see' him there...he was met by SPIELBERG and a couple of his thugs...NICHOLAS came back to say that I should have gone...it was 'very interesting'...the men had shown him around BIRKENHAU...he had had a guided tour, all to himself...
One might try to give SPIELBERG some leyway...maybe this was just 'payback' i.e. if he were a 'real Jew' as he claims...if so, why was he torturing PETER (on our course) who knew that his mother and father were Arabic/Semitic Jews...and he so obviously looked one himself...what about DAVID GILES whose father was ASHKENAZIM and so on...
I am now beginning to realise that the whole of AUSCHWITZ was a massive con...that is why I had picked up NOTHING upon a psychic/telepathic level whilst walking around the buildings...
Additionally, I have to say that the NAZI gold in that WWII bunker...wasn't necessarily JEWISH at all...I only saw one gold MENORAH in there, sticking out of the piles of golden coins...otherwise it was 'generic' in terms of Western designs/styles of metalwork...it was tempting to immediately think that the GOLD must have all been stolen from the Jews...but looking back on it...there was no reason to deduce that one, at all...
All one can say is that FRANCO knew the real JEWISH VILLAGE in KATOWICE that had been virtually wiped out by a pogrom...and so I was taken to see 'real Jewish history' in Poland and I suppose that acts as a counterbalance, against what those like SPIELBERG were up to, in that country.
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I remembered with a start, last night...PETER DARG...I had met him somewhere before...and recently...but where...
I had seen his BACK upon the stage that he was sharing with CHRISTINE DARG...and not his face...but suddenly I 'knew' who that man in my dream had been...unmistakeably this man...ASHKENATON/AKHENATON had been PETER DARG...
So does the US have its own AKHENATION...and the UK its equivalent...does every country have their own RA CULT figurehead?
Who is this DARG family? They are obviously a very 'theatrical family'.
DALDRY had called CHRISTINE 'DEPUTY DARG' (as in DAWG) in Prague 1995.
At any rate, it looks like PETER DARG is on his last legs - both physically and mentally.
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I remembered more about that terrible 'black horns' holiday in Slovakia...RIMINGTON had walked into the guesthouse and BETH LAZROE threw her arms around her in 'welcome' and said 'HOW AAARE YOU!'...she appeared to adore RIMINGTON.
LAZROE then appeared very put-out that the rest of us would not be going on a 'trip' with RIMINGTON - she had only come to pick me up.
Later on, I asked RIMINGTON in the car:
'What is wrong with BETH?'
RIMINGTON simply replied
'Too many heroin hits, when she was young.'
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PETER DARG...I forgot to mention the other people in that dream...apart from his wife...and they were from the BABYLONIAN religion.
MANNINGHAM-BULLER'S family, for example. She had dressed up as the BABYLONIAN 'Satanic goddess' at the TEMPLAR CASTLE 2001.
I had 'seen' a house which was filled with odd Southern European-style antiques...and I 'knew' who these people were and what they had done...they were 'running' PETER DARG as 'Ashkenaton'...he was just an actor...actors/actresses are 'cattle' to them...
They had come to Southern Europe...from Turkey, the Meditteranean...the Middle-East...as CHRISTIANS/JEWS/ISLAMICS but that was NOT their religion...they had continued the religion of ISHTAR, under whatever 'cover religion' they had then chosen to adopt.
That is why the DR SEUSS books talks about the people who are called ISH. There are obviously a lot of them in the USA...and if you chased up DR SEUSS and his associates...you might just find them.
Essentially, these people who call themselves ISH...practise SATANISM...whatever you might think of the BABYLONIAN CREATION MYTH...they have interpreted the ancient religion of Babylon as SATANISM.
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I remember a BELGIAN woman who was at DARTINGTON...she was a music student who was producing and directing GILGAMESH - the BABYLONIAN MYTH...and this involved a 'cast of 1000s'...most of the art department students were involved as extras...it took place at the weekend...in one of the large drama halls...
Music students were also involved to provide the 'improvised and spontaneous' music to accompany this mainly improvised 'show'...not many people bothered to go and have a look...it went on for hours and hours...maybe even the whole day...I cannot remember...
At any rate, you could go into the hall and watch a bit for a while...I have never ever seen anything so DULL in all of my life...as a project, it was a horrific flop - the acting was inexcrable (no costumes or scenery to help it along)...but because nobody had ever done such a massive project before...the tutors appeared to love it and this woman was given 'top marks' from her department.
I remember questioning CLEMENT POWER upon it afterwards because he had to stay for the whole day...or however long it took...he had been brought in as one of the orchestra...he told me that he fallen asleep a couple of times, to be jolted awake by his neighbour...and so he had then twanged his instrument a bit, in a random way, to show willing...he obviously felt that he had been somewhat 'coerced' into this whole 'grand project'.
I remember briefly looking in to see what was going on...and as far as I can remember, I was with TOMLINSON...who evidently didn't want me to be part of this 'programming session' because that was obviously what it was...
Anyway, I saw the art department (i.e. the year above me and most of my year combined)...sitting to the left of the hall...blank-faced and motionless, like a bunch of sheep, which had been herded together...huddled together on the floor...watching the 'action' i.e. GILGAMESH doing something on the other side of the hall...in relation to a 'journey' and certain people/things he had to encounter upon the way...I stayed for a while, to see if the whole thing might have any merit but it didn't and so I left...the whole experience was very unpleasant...something wasn't right about any of it...there were only a couple of other spectators in the hall...and I do not suppose that they stayed long, either...
I asked JADE and also CAROLINE about it all afterwards...I had seen their stricken faces amidst the 'bunch of sheep' on the floor...and they told me that it had been a sort of 'esoteric experience' for them...but they couldn't describe it in any more detail than that...
As soon as the posters had gone up requesting people to sign up to be a part of this 'epic'...I had slithered away...nobody was going to catch me out with that one...and then upon the day, TOMLINSON turned up for some reason...I am still trying to work that one out...
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There were two other BELGIAN students at DARTINGTON whilst I was there...and I wondered why out of all the possible nationalities to come to DARTINGTON...why they had been attracted...I do not recall other nationalities being there...apart from SABINE from Germany, who came over for a term to the Art Department, as part of an exchange program...and then left.
Those three BELGIAN women were seen as the most attractive women at the COLLEGE by so many of the college students...because they were more 'chic' perhaps...none of them were 'hippies' or way-out in their style...they were all from very wealthy families...'sophisticated' young women.
I have been thinking about BELGIUM recently...because of website connection...the Belgian paedophile network that ANDREW MARR was talking to the Templars about, at the TEMPLAR CASTLE in 2001.
The paedophile cases that had shocked BELGIUM...with a list of names that involved Councillors and top Politicians...you could easily find the equivalent in the UK...
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I paid another visit to the charity shop by SAINT HELENA'S HOSPICE under the arches of the Town Hall again...I had to check out that lefthand reception desk and cabinet again...where I had seen RIMINGTON'S case of BUNNY AND BEAR books.
In a wooden case in front of the glass cabinet under the desktop - I found a large pop-up children's book of THE TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS. An obvious programming number - my father had sent me a card of this evil rhyme (that we had to learn the secret ILL meanings of at the MI HOTEL in Jerusalem - we had been there at XMAS in 1980)...a couple of Xmases ago - as a warning and a reminder.
Beside THE TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS were two holiday booklets:
DISCOVER THE CITY OF FLANDERS (www.eurotunnel.com)
DISCOVER THE FLEMISH COAST, YPRES AND THE WESTHOEK (www.eurotunnel.com)
This was all that was upon this little wooden stand. I bought all of them.
I then looked on top of the glass case (where I had found the BUNNIES AND BEARS case) and saw two 'evil clowns' upon book stands (wedges that you put against books to hold them back on a shelf)...they had been turned to face the opposite direction to each other...and so I I turned them round and pushed them together...like two halves of the brain...I then saw two FROG ornaments, dressed as human beings, behind these ornamental clowns...
Anyway, I then looked inside the glass cabinet underneath...and saw so many programming objects e.g. LITTLE BO BEEP china ornament with her HOOK OF ISIS...but the one that I wanted to buy was a small globe upon a metallic stand...the globe was very colourful...and had the names of countries printed upon it in black...I looked closer...and realised this spinning globe was UPSIDE DOWN - all of the place names were upside down...I then realised that this was the ILLuminati symbol for upside down world...and flashbacked to RIMINGTON having pointed it out to me...therefore I bought it.
I have just got this colourful globe out of my bag...to inspect it further - upside down because the countries as well as the names are upside down...I will need to wait until morning...it is 7 a.m. now to give a detailed description of it but one thing is quite clear:
THE BRITISH ISLES have disappeared...or rather you have a snake-like red island along the coast of France/Belgium...and a smaller red island behind it...so maybe this is simply a very 'inaccurate' map...
However, somebody has scratched a silver line from the Continent through this long red island...across it and towards IRELAND - rather like the EUROTUNNEL location.
Somebody has also scratched a long silver line from the NORTH POLE down to a location which is just behind IRELAND and appears to be heading down towards FRANCE/SPAIN....but on this scale...nearly midway between AMERICA and EUROPE...
If the silver line is supposed to represent the EUROTUNNEL then what is this other silver line supposed to represent?
However, more practically - one could simply say that these scratched SILVER lines were probably made when the ILL person who wanted to use this metal, painted globe as a programming object...pulled the globe out of the METAL pincers...turned it upside down and put it in again...but it is still a little odd...no real reason to have scratched the EUROTUNNEL line...
Anyway, if one looks at the metallic base of this globe...it is a pencil sharpener...there is a large hole in the dark ornate metal of the base for a pencil to be put in...and underneath the base...it says MADE IN CHINA.
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Last night...I remembered what had happened in that GREEN boarded up CO-OP hall.
Yesterday, I had walked up the steps to see what the workmen were doing inside...I could hear a drill going on in the darkness...they were working without much light at all...I could see a massive orange road cone in the derelict hall...through the glass...there was a notice on the glass which said that the new CO-OP store would open in 2005...apparently.
This was a derelict DEPARTMENT store that looked like a HOLLYWOOD MUSICAL SET...I then realised many things at once..the images all came back...
The hall is a large one...and at the back...you have two diagonal lines...which converge in the middle to form the main staircase down into the hall...it was rather like looking at a film set of ARE YOU BEING SERVED...where they have to walk down from the two LIFTS into the department store...but not precisely that...you walked 'onto set' from the left or the right...and became more visible because of the 'slant' of these two walkways...until you got to the top of the 'grand staircase'...which led you down to the middle of the back of the hall...
I then flashbacked to 1980...and the 'director' making his debut entrance down those stairs...to us...assembled waiting for 'something' in the darkness but no idea what...he then informed us that they were making a HOLLYWOOD movie.
We were then allocated roles in ARE YOU BEING SERVED?
I was to be MRS SLOCOMBE...we all had to adlib...I did so very badly...it was hideous and I had no intention of 'gracefully' taking part...
The SEX KITTENS were all dressed up as 'sexy nurses' to attend to MR GRACE...who was ANDREW MARR being pushed around in a wheelchair.
DALDRY and TOMLINSON became MR HUMPHRIES and the other guy with the shifty eyes...who is is assistant (what was his name?) who run the 'male department' to the right of the store.
I am quite sure that this male assistant was supposed to represent MI6...he doesn't say much, keeps on making eyes of disbelief at the audience...so this whole GRACE BROTHERS script was metaphorical...all of the characters were supposed to represent something...
I then remembered MARK remarking upon how much he had loved this series ARE YOU BEING SERVED? upon US TV...this was something that was repeated by 'MACDONALD' in Shanghai...this TV series had also been one of his 'favourites'.
I wonder what they were both really referring to now?
Who had been chosen to be MS BRAHMS? Was it SHANA...I cannot remember properly but get the feeling that RIMINGTON had taken this part herself...I remember she had acted it out in front of us...but maybe she was merely 'coaching' the woman who had to play this role...
I then remembered how MARK had told me that whilst they were bugging and taping me in this FLAT 3...that it would be hilarious for his 'crew' - because after I had acquired my black and white cat...I would start to talk to my PUSSYCAT...and that would make them all laugh. Just like MRS SLOCOMBE.
The large department stores that sprang up during the last century...MARKS & SPENCERS...WOOLWORTHS...PETER JONES...LIBERTIES...RACKHAMS...Jewish stores...it begins to make me wonder...just how many European Jews made it to the UK...I am beginning to realise that the influx was much larger than government statistics and history books would have you believe...they were fleeing to the UK because they were all mind control slaves of EUROPEAN ROYALTY and their associated SATANIC aristocracy...
In a sense...the UK has had its own 'ASHKENAZIM OLIGARCHY' since WWII but nobody has ever identified it as such...
I do hate having to write like this...it makes me feel like I am turning into HITLER and about to write my own version of MEIN KAMPF (My struggle...against the Ashkenazim)...but the truth has to be told...no more lies...
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THE LIZARD OF AHS as GEORGE BUSH was to call himself...the WIZARD of ASH...
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We were programmed at WIX Church in 1980 as 'human candles'...and I begin to think of those WICKS families...that I grew up with the STREDWICKS and the FISHWICKS...what is in a surname?
The CANDLEWICK makers...
It is an odd thing...but whilst I was at BOURNVILLE College of Art...we were all set a 'design research' project to do...to focus upon some historical industry around Birmingham...and I became struck by the idea of researching CANDLE-MAKERS...I wanted to research CANDLES and how this industry had almost died out...once electricity had come in...but I could find NOTHING upon the subject at all...not one book in BIRMINGHAM CENTRAL LIBRARY...not even in their 'reserve section'...no mention of any firms at all, in any of the records...
I then remembered that RIMINGTON had pointed out a 'candle factory' in the East End of London...on our 'tour' from the East End to Liverpool Street and then to the various MI5 bases around that area...
I then remembered KATE HOLLIDAYS 'communal house' that she shared with another KATE...in STAMFORD HILL and how they had come by the most gigantic candle that I had ever seen in my life...upon a huge, ornate, dark wooden pedestal in their front room...'we light it now and again' KATE had said jovially...it was extremely impressive...thick, yellow tallow - it looked 'kosher' i.e. real animal fat and not petroleum...apparently it had come from a local SYNAGOGUE...and so one would assume an ORTHODOX ASHKENAZIM one...why did they want to sell such a candle off? It had hardly been used...the 'KATES' had also come by BLACKOUT curtains from WWII...again...hugely impressive black velvet curtains which were so heavy...massive things...the whole of the living room was quite 'eccentric' I thought...
I have also to mention that KATE HOLLIDAY put me in touch with one of her friends called NICK who used to work on film projects at the Beaconsfield National Film and Television School...I swear that I have seen him, now and again...walking around HARWICH. He was a decent guy...the rest of them were not...MODRIS BITE also seemed an okay sort of guy but a weak character...lived in Oxford...married with two children...he was of Eastern European origins...his 'buddy' at this film school was a complete shit called Steve - who was widely hated but also feared...I was supposed to be helping them make a film about a shed that goes into outer space...some kiddie's short film...but I hardly ever turned up...RIMINGTON and her mob, were abusing me left right and centre...
The only interesting thing that I learnt whilst at this film school...was the technique of using BLUE LIGHT to make things disappear...if you wanted to make a sequence where you could only see somebody's head for example...floating around...you filmed a person cloaked in this colour...and then superimposed it upon another track...
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I was standing in line at SOMERFIELDS yesterday...behind an old gent who was talking incredibly softly...I couldn't hear what he was saying...it was very odd...the lady at the till couldn't hear him either...and she kept asking him to speak up or to come closer but he wouldn't...I was stuck behind him...looking at the large bag that he was carrying...it said CARLTON upon it...nothing else.
I then asked him if he was going to buy anything and he turned round and said 'no'...he hadn't finished shopping yet...and exited the aisle to the TILL, back into the supermarket...the lady at the till then said that this man had 'escaped'...she added that he had only just got out of hospital after an operation and shouldn't have been out on his own - he was 90 years old...she obviously knew him rather well.
I then remembered CARLTON - this had been part of MARK'S plan...I would end up at the CARLTON HOTEL in London for some reason, before I left the country. So when are you going to reimburse my money, MARK? The CARLTON HOTEL costs MONEY you know...and you have a LOT of mine.
Additionally, I could hear JOHN WATERS telling me that I had to do certain things in that supermarket to expose everything that the ILL were trying to cover up...the last thing...and possibly the most 'urgent' thing (I hate that word now - but 'critical' isn't a good word either)...was to move the box of XMAS WRAPPING PAPER from in front of a large PINK RABBIT poster...I did so to see one of the young male assistants at a nearby till, watching me nervously...I was a little shocked too...for no apparent reason...I wasn't expecting to see a massive PINK BUNNY behind the XMAS wrapping paper box...it was emblazoned down the side of a cardboard DURACELL golden battery stand.
I also removed the ARISTOCRATIC 'STOOL' from in front of another large poster - this time of FATHER XMAS...and as I did so...remembered HEATHER KEMPSON'S boyfriend in Prague...whom she called her little FLEM (he was Flemish)...TOBY MACKLIN and the other EFL teachers, used to call him FATHER CHRISTMAS because his first name was NOEL and he had a white beard and generally looked a bit like Santa Claus...the BELGIAN connection again...is the top FATHER CHRISTMAS a Belgian, then...in this paedophile cult?
I also removed a bumper cardboard box of KELLOGS cornflakes from another of the strategic positions used by ILL programmers within that store...the DEMONIC COCKEREL image.
You could say that the above is all crazy...that people just leave stuff around the store...but RIMINGTON had taken me around that store in 2004 and showed me these specific sites where certain products would be left out on the floor...to programme the HARWICH mind control slaves...who would notice them subliminally...and the same sites are ALWAYS used...never anywhere else in the store...and none of the staff ever bother to pick anything up left on these spots...until you bring their attention to a particular product left out, pick up the object and then they suddenly 'see' it.
Rather like what happened at BIOS at the LSE...people are 'blind' to these people and programing objects.
I have something further to add about the woman at BIOS...MARK had introduced me to her as a 'lesbian'...and we had a discussion about her future plans...yes, she wanted to have children...and she had even chosen a 'husband'...because she wanted a proper 'family home' for her child even if she wasn't heterosexual (which would be less tough on her child, in social terms)...an old school friend of hers...he had been in love with her since whenever and he was a thoroughly decent chap...she had put the whole thing to him and he had agreed...they were going to be married. I told her how lucky she was...(privately thinking to myself - how I had been surrounded by the ILL for so much of my life...nobody 'half-decent' had ever fallen in love with me apart from FRANCO, albeit briefly.)
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I remember this PARTRIDGE IN A PEAR-TREE BOOK - it was shown to us at the MI HOTEL 1979 - we had arrived there for XMAS...so just before 1980...
THE TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS
GRANDREAMS 1994 PRINTED IN HONG KONG
ISBN: 1 85830 114 9
9 781858 301143
FP17-22 CE
Why does this book have the CE tag upon it? I thought that was normally reserved for electrical goods?
Anyway, this is a CODED rhyme and I looked at the first page with the PEAR-TREE WITH 9 GOLD PEARS UPON IT...and the PARTRIDGE...then the CAGED TURTLEDOVES...and I thought back to several things that had recently struck me:
Firstly CLARISSA PINOLES-ESTES book 'WOMEN WHO RUN WITH WOLVES'...RIMINGTON didn't think much of that book...
There is a fairytale in it...about SILVER HANDS...and it seemed most pertinent to myself...so many images fitted my life...
The young woman marries the KING but is then thrown out by his evil 'mother' who wants the throne for herself...the woman then has her hands cut off and her tongue cut off and is turned into a 'nightingale' (and her child is murdered...actually, I am not sure on that one but the child disappears)...she wanders around in the forest until she comes to a 'secret garden' of the MOON...where there are silvery pears in the garden...she eats something of them and grows SILVER HANDS...eventually she manages to find her way back to the KING...and the evil 'mother' or 'stepmother'...I cannot remember which, is got rid of...
Secondly, I thought about this very English rhyme and how the ILL liked to code their own names into their rhymes...I thought about PEARS soap...and how I had just bought a bar which is now in the bathroom...
I also thought about the surname PARTRIDGE as in 'Steve Partridge'...I then thought about that whole 'squad' of rather tame partridges that I had seen upon MOUNT HERTZL in Israel...I had to look them up on the INTERNET afterwards, to find out what type of bird they were...it was so funny...they all jumped off the wall, one by one in front of me...and marched across my path...and off into the undergrowth...and as they were doing this...an 'icecream' van tinkled away in the near distance, to my right...it reminded me of the CIPOLLAS for some reason...that icecream van parked down KINETON GREEN ROAD...but of course, there was no 'ice cream van' to be seen...and I checked.
I asked SHARON about the partridges...and he said that somebody must have purposefully released them there, in order to breed...
Anyway, were the PARTRIDGES and the PEARS early slave-driving families who ruled the 'occult/Masonic world' in the Age of Enlightment' - or earlier?
I remember a really good guy called GARY PEARSON at 6th Form College...he stood up for me against HELEN BROWNE - mainly because she had laughed at his choice of marriage partner...and so he had then refused to go to her wedding and had told HELEN 'I am very surprised that Emily turned up - after what you had done to her'...Helen was to repeat this conversation to me, in all innocence...she didn't appear to know what he was talking about.
Anyway, I told MARK about the above...and he said that the PEARSON family were very wealthy and influential in the UK - another ILL family...and if you look down the FT INDEX...you can see that PEARSON is a 'giant' in something but I forget what...
Looking at this first ILLustration of the PARTRIDGE, THE PEAR TREE and the CAGED TURTLE DOVES...I suddenly remembered...the caged birds are supposed to represent your 'split-personality'...the two halves of the brain - in the 'cage' of your head.
Apart from that...the ILLustration doesn't give much else away...you have a FLOWERPOT which looks like an earthenware image of a ELEPHANT'S foot upside down...you have a GOLDEN round doorhandle with a sort of CRYING COCKEREL image upon it...and a BLUE door with snow and icicles above it...with a largish HOLLY WREATH with a PINK BOW at the top of it. The paving stones are like large GOLD COINS...or light brown PANCAKES...and then you have the REDBRICKS of the wall...
The KING OF COINS...TOMLINSON pointed out this Tarot card image to me...he was the PRINCE OF COINS apparently...the element of 'earth' or 'rock'.
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FLANDERS...that was where TOMLINSON had taken me back...to hand me over to my unwilling parents (although my mother looked zombified)...in front of the white crosses of FLANDERS...now why would he choose such a place to 'give me back to them' (I suppose to reinforce POPPY programming)...after the fall of the TEMPLAR CASTLE 2001?
He had previously kept me prisoner in his 'little white house' with no food...but eventually I had rebelled and struck a deal with him...I would take his laptop...if he agreed to set me free from the ILL CULT...and he had replied that it might get a bit lonely 'on top' if nobody else knew what was really going on...he was obviously considering that one...
BELGIUM must have been a 'stop' on the 80 days around the world tour...and I have in my mind's eye, the 'offices' of the EU...in that square...but no memories as such...
"Antwerp is the diamond trading centre of the world'...is this the South African ASHKENAZIM power base in Europe?
VATICAN CITY vs ANTWERP...
That is the way that it has been since around the 1550s or even before that...I vaguely remember from history lessons...constant warring between the two camps...and lots of 'marriage alliances' and 'treaties' to smooth things over until the whole scene erupted again...the wealthy 'mercantile classes' against the Pope...
Did that 'scene' ever go away...or was this 'feud' passed down generationally...from family to family...is it continuing now...my guess is that it never went away...and that now it is erupting again and upon a worldwide scale...the CATHOLIC 'taking out' of the ASHKENAZIM power bases in Russia...that will have tipped the whole thing over...is this CATHOLIC or simply an ITALIAN JOB?
Diamonds: now that takes me back to 1994...TOMLINSON and his diamonds from Bosnia...in the back of that ornate golden mirror...which MARK'S people then picked up...
SPAIN was and is another CATHOLIC stronghold upon the mainland...
The marriage of the ORANGE and the GREEN to prevent wars between the ORANGE and the GREEN...the ARNOLFINI 'alliance/treaty' marriage...
SHARON turning up and handing me two LARGE ORANGES before we went to visit the PALESTINIAN PRISON in Jerusalem...we were 'two oranges' then perhaps...or two 'bombs'...
Symbolically, were SHARON and I together at that point...to act as metaphorical ORANGE BOMBS against the ROYAL BRITISH Palestinian prison? Were we supposed to metaphorically 'blow it up'? (Suicide bombers against the British Empire - in terms of the two Jews who had blown themselves up in that prison rather than let the British hang them - with a 'pomegranate' grenade inside a large ORANGE).
The BABYLONIAN TALMUD...SHARON'S family had come from ARUM or thereabouts...I need to look up these ancient lands again...BABYLON, SUMERIA, MESOPOTAMIA etc...
However, if one leaves the 'occultic esoterica' behind...this is really about trade and vast amounts of money...in the hands of families who had their bases either in and around ANTWERP/UK or in Southern Europe...and for so many centuries, a battle was waged between these two camps.
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The Spanish Armada...what if the SPANISH had managed to conquer England...and had then got rid of ELIZABETH I - the TUDOR LINE as well as her aristocractic supporters/courtiers?
What repercussions would that have had for the Lowlands mercantile class upon the Continent?
Would BRUSSELS have ever emerged as a POWERBASE within the last century? I think not...the whole 'balance of power' within Europe would have been radically changed forever...and it is unlikely that the EU would have emerged as an organisation and 'powerbase'.
I would bet that many 'old' CATHOLIC families in the UK, mistrust and fear the EU because at base level, they do not think that it serves their best interests...which it probably doesn't.
I remember DABYDEEN telling me...in 1991...that I thought that it was G-d's will that the ARMADA was hit by a storm and went on the rocks around Scotland...I strongly denied it...no such thought in my head at all...but he was CONVINCED that this must be the case...why would that be? He had NO idea that I was supposed to be on the ORANGE team...and neither did I, for that matter...but I subconsciously knew it...and had known from 1980.
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Thinking about JOHN WATERS' upbringing...he had had a strong CATHOLIC influence - despite being from a Sephardic family...I think it was his mother who had converted...and I began to think again how that would screw you up...firstly your true 'bloodline' believe that this man Jesus was the biggest loser out, in their entire history and the main reason as to why they lost their country because of his 'failed Messiah' attempt...combine that with 'you have to follow Jesus and be like him'...knowing that Jesus was just like you...a Semitic Jew...would make you identify more strongly than other non-Semites...and to know that you were supposed to suffer an agonising, tortuous death in order to save everybody else...the two 'belief systems' do not rest easily with one another...you end up thinking that you are the 'biggest loser' out who has to suffer agonisingly for everybody else in order to save them...whilst all of the rest of them get to murder you, horribly. The subconscious mind works in a different way to the rational/logical mind and one can see how these two belief systems combined - might impact upon the subconscious mind.
It is a sort of TRIPLE NEGATIVE within your subconscious mind - in terms of immediate identification in terms of ethnicity - 'failure' in cosmic terms - then 'suffering' and 'tortuous' death and recriminations - but 'loved' and 'idolised' AFTER you are gone, by those who 'understood' why you did it.
However, as DEREK JARMAN once said (and far better than I am going to put it here)...once you have realised just how screwed up you are, the FUN you can have...and for the rest of your life...unravelling it all. The human mind is a fascinating thing and 'unscrewing' your mind is an extraordinary journey.
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I then began to think about the ITALIAN director ZEFERELLI (spelling?).
I remember his film about the life of CHRIST - which was shown by the BBC at Easter whilst I was in my teens...and everybody watched it (massive viewing figures, nationwide)...
Oddly enough ZEFERELLI had chosen an ASHKENAZIM actor to play JESUS CHRIST...and thinking about it now...that was an odd choice to make...I am sure that if I watched this film again...that I would be more critical...yet all I remember is how very beautiful ROBERT POWELL'S eyes were...they changed in tone and colour, in virtually every scene but were like oceans, pools of sea-green or blue...quite incredible. The choice of actor was generally seen by the critics as an excellent one...and POWELL was held up as a credible choice because he was actually 'Jewish'...so many movies had been made with Christian actors taking the lead.
Anyway, I remember coming across an article about the making of this film which had made me smile at the time...even though it described a horrific event i.e. both POWELL and his girlfriend/wife 'BABS' from PAN'S PEOPLE...talked about what had happened on location during the CRUCIFIXION...POWELL had apparently gone unconscious...in excruciating pain...and only BABS had spotted it...and alerted the film crew to get him down, as quickly as they could...apparently he had almost died...POWELL concurred with that one...he had blacked out.
I had found it funny...because until that point...the gossip columns hadn't mentioned that POWELL'S partner was 'the blonde one from Pan's People'...and that made the scene quite humorous for me...in an awful way.
However, when one thinks about the whole event now...the ITALIANS...the 'ORANGE TEAM' who were making that film...what if they had thought...'let's crucify that ASHKENAZIM bastard'?
It is, of course, more likely that the whole story was made up for the publicity machine...but 'son of G-d' programming rears its ugly head, yet again.
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THE THIRTEEN STEPS...ROBERT POWELL came to fame in this movie, as HANLEY...on the run from...I cannot quite remember who or what but it involved spying...
I wonder about that film now...is this what the ILL are planning to do? Plant a bomb in BIG BEN?
The number 13 seems extremely pertinent to me in this flat as a 13TH ONE...
So long as I do not have to run up the '13 steps'...then I am not bothered...I am in no fit state.
However, I do remember this film as having something to do with the 13TH ONE GAME...but cannot remember what...
As far as I am concerned...RICHARD TOMLINSON opted out of this 13TH ONE GAME for whatever reason and I only stepped in because I thought that it might give me a chance to escape the ILL CULT. I therefore wash my hands of any silliness regarding BIG BEN - TOMLINSON can deal with that one if he wishes...I am done with being a 13TH ONE.
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I have just arrived at the library to add these notes…I walked in to find that somebody had left their console ‘unfinished’ in terms of a book title being left up on the screen:
“AN UNEASY ARRANGEMENT”
Heh ,heh. I wouldn’t be so COY – this is WAR, not an ‘uneasy arrangement’ – the main targets in this WAR being the head of the ASHKENAZIM ILL CULT in this country and that would be…the ROYAL FAMILY. Poor Fairies.
An article found on PRAVDA - it reminded me of my own ILL British family.
http://english.pravda.ru/opinion/columnists/106704-0/
It also reminded me of just how low this country has sunk because of the ROYAL FAMILY and their PAEDOPHILE TEMPLAR system of extreme ILLuminati abuse.
"Baby P. How typically British
17-month-old baby boy tortured to death during 8-month period and after numerous visits to hospital. Social workers visited the family 60 times. The doctor failed to notice the boy had a snapped spine the day before he died and sent him home to the living Hell from which only death would release him 48 hours later. Welcome to Britain, where for Baby P. only death was better than life.
A 17-month-old boy, called Baby P. to protect the identity of his mother’s boyfriend, who tortured him to death over eight months, and the child’s mother, who in turn allowed her son to die. How typically British that more energy should be spent protecting the identities of these two child murderers than in protecting the defenceless and innocent baby boy.
Welcome to Britain, more specifically the London Borough of Haringey, the same one where an eight-year-old girl, Victoria Climbie, was tortured and starved to death eight years ago and the same one that drew up a long list of checks to make sure nothing of the sort happened again. It did, to Baby P.
This toddler died in bloodstained clothing, little trousers which on another child might be caked with mud, were splattered with blood while a brightly-coloured top to protect his upper body was more like a shroud to temporarily hide the horrific injuries being meted out on him over eight long months. A 240-day period of Hell which saw a lively young boy with his life ahead of him to look forward to, turn into a sullen and silent, troubled toddler, crawling around his garden eating mud, silent because he was terrified to make a noise.
This toddler was visited no less than sixty times by the authorities over this eight-month period in 2007. He was on the child protection register of Haringey Council, North London. This toddler had over fifty injuries, ranging from serious bruising to his head, to a snapped spine. Two days before he died, he was discharged by a “doctor”, despite having eight fractured ribs and being paralysed from the waist down. His back had snapped after he was bent over a chair or banister, his fingernails and toenails had been ripped out, his lips were crushed, his ears were almost ripped off. As if this wasn’t enough, he died alone in his cot after being punched in the mouth so hard that it smashed his teeth.
Who, or rather what, was behind this saga? The 32-year-old boyfriend of the child’s 27-year-old mother, who together with a paedophile lodger, who lived with a 15-year-old, stood by and watched as the Nazi, knife-collecting illiterate unemployed psychopath systematically brutalised and tortured a 17-month-old boy to death, the same man who had been arrested for torturing his dying grandmother in an attempt to get her to change her will.
Yet this “man” was found not guilty of murder and “might” face “up to” 14 years in jail.
How typically British. This undescribable excuse for a piece of pig excrement tortures to death a young boy who should have had a circle of friends, who should have known what it was like to have a loving family, who should have been looking forward to Christmas, and he (sorry, it) “might” face “up to” fourteen years in jail. And be eligible for parole after seven? Before its fortieth birthday?
How typically British. One has only to walk into a British pub these days to find oneself surrounded by a host of ale-swigging demented psycopathic nutters, with sheer evil etched into every fibre of their being, spoiling for a fight. How many more of these lunatics are roaming around Britain’s streets? Quite a few. Only yesterday a mother stabbed her two kids to death. With parents like these, who needs enemies?
How typically British that the mother sat back and did nothing. Described as a “slob” she watched as her own son was being beaten, used as a punchbag, spun around on a chair till he fell off, was forced to sit silently on the floor for half an hour with his head between his legs, was kicked, abused, had his ears nearly ripped off and his spine snapped... and did nothing. Absolutely nothing, except make excuses for her boyfriend.
How typically British that neither she, nor her paedophile lodger and his child-lover who were staying there, lifted a finger to help the baby boy. They probably watched on and shrugged their shoulders. How typically British – in the country where mothers do not hold or kiss their babies, where touching someone is regarded as an act of perversion, where instead of hugging and kissing and shaking hands, people stand in awkward embarrassment, nodding and wondering whether their interlocutor will make some sort of attempt at physical contact. Then they are surprised when the entire nation turns into a country full of repressed and retentive orifices.
How typically British of nobody to have said anything while this horror movie was unfolding before everyone’s eyes. One wonders whether anyone said “Bad form” or “Jolly bad show” or “I say” or “Gosh”. Maybe on the report by the social services one can read “Gosh, I say! Bad form, jolly bad show, what?” except it would probably be misspelt or written in Urdu.
How typically British that the doctor, one Sabah Alzayyat, was in the first place a doctor, since he or she was incapable of diagnosing the slight and paltry detail of a snapped spine. Maybe the doctor thought the child was being silly? Or pretending. Children should be seen and not heard, eh? Where did Dr. Sabah get the diploma? Downloaded it from the Net? Or was it from the University of Ungabangaland?
How typically British that this joke, this excuse for healthcare professional, was allowed to practise medicine. It was probably enough to be foreign to be admitted, as one can see when one lands at Heathrow or Gatwick airport, where the visitor to England will be confronted by a fat Afro-Caribbean official slumped in a chair with his legs apart and his flies open, telling the weary travellers to “hurry up”, and be attended by a weird and wonderful myriad of creatures with turbans, shadors and the like, who are responsible for saying who gets into Britain. It would not be at all surprising next Christmas to be confronted by some woman in a burqah who refuses entry because one does not know how to reply to the greeting Salaam Aleikhum!
How typical of Britain that in the same council where a girl was tortured and starved to death, that after sixty visits, not six, this poor child was left with these utter monsters and condemned to die a horrendous death after months of permanent pain and suffering.
How typical of Britain, a nation of po-faced, spineless voyeurs, utterly incapable of doing anything whatsoever to help a defenceless child being beaten, punched and kicked to death. His last act was to swallow one of the teeth that had been smashed down his throat by the utter bloody bastard who, one hopes, will have his identity revealed to his fellow prisoners and who, one hopes, will be the target for every lunatic hitman from the four corners of the Earth once he is released, which knowing Britain, will be very soon, before he is given a pardon, a hefty cheque, a written apology from the Prime Minister and accommodated in a five-star hotel.
What a country!
John BARNCASTLE
PRAVDA.Ru"
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF 'HARRY POTTER':
I saw the NATIONAL FRONT out campaigning today upon the HIGH STREET...and the interest from the locals...
I felt the atmosphere as I walked around HARWICH...telepathically picking up the general 'ether'...and realised that it would not be long before this country goes up like a tinderbox...which has lit its own fuse and then explodes...
I could feel the MASONIC anger towards the ASHKENAZIM in general...I saw 'plans'...military plans...the M&S boss won't be able to leave this country in his private plane...unless he wants to get shot down in flames...I saw department stores, torched and looted...
I could feel the 'knot' or rather 'circle' tightening around the ROYAL FAMILY...who would want to help any of them to escape?
You have no idea what you are up against...ILL ASHKENAZIM...no idea at all...poor fairies...
I 'saw' that MANNINGHAM-BULLER'S family had originally thought of themselves as ASHKENAZIM merchants...but had converted to Catholicism for some reason...
Now what would that do to your psyche in terms of going back to your roots?
An interesting one...the ASHKENAZIM 'Jewish' ID is fake unless you practise...
There was always an element of 'delusion' in the belief systems of even the practising ASHKENAZIM, whom I have met...which ranged from 'I am a true Jewish soul and I was with MOSES at Sinai'...to 'I am one of the chosen people - one of the elect' whilst looking down upon the Semitic Jews...with NO humility at being a convert to this religion at all (which one would expect)...
So your first 'family belief system' is that of a 'convert' and a bit 'delusional'...overlayered by the pomp and ceremony of Catholicism...rather like watching the BRITISH ROYALS do their thing...and I wonder if this type of person got carried away with the 'showmanship' of it all?
It is all a 'facade' and a big SHOW...I simply have to 'play my part'...make sure the media get my 'best side'...it is all PANTOMIME and CHARADE time...here we go again, best foot forward...no wonder the POOR FAIRIES (ROYALS) appealed to the ASHKENAZIM mercantile classes...
As far as most (if not all) were concerned...it was all a SPECTACLE put on to fool the Public, during colonial times (these merchants were all dabbling in the slave trade - no truly spiritual or religious person would have done)...and then a few centuries later...HOLLYWOOD was born...created and 'run' by mainly ASHKENAZIM families - now, where had they got all of that money from?
At any rate, I can see that there is a massive cultural difference and one which has very different psychological implications...between a member of the SEPHARDIM converting to CATHOLICISM and a member of the ASHKENAZIM converting to CATHOLICISM...
I mean the ASHKENAZIM had no real IDENTIFCATION factors with JESUS, the SEMITIC JEW...none at all...nor had they any real IDENTIFICATION factors with the country of Israel...it wasn't in their 'blood'...TURKEY and the surrounding areas which stretched into RUSSIA...their true 'homelands'.
Mind you, the CATHOLICS were just as bad...look at what the SPANISH did in SOUTH AMERICA during colonial times...
However, my axe to grind and my battle, is not with them...it is with the ASHKENAZIM in this country...the ROYAL FAMILY of this country...who have reduced this country to NOTHING...bled it dry...raped it...not to mention stealing everything that they possibly could from me (even my Swiss grandmother's tiny, gold Crois de Guerre - to be 'melted down' according to RIMINGTON).
The case of BABY P. really opened my eyes this morning...that is why I had to post the PRAVDA article up...it was before I had even been to the newsagents, to see the story splashed upon almost every front page...this is what our country has been reduced to by those monsters. MONS -ters.
The ILL of this country have reduced the UK to their own backyard 'latrine'...and these stinking monsters just keep on shitting upon the rest of us.
One can plead that they are all clinically insane...but they are all so adept at 'acting' that nobody appears to be able to catch them out...or to TURF them out of this country.
One has also to posit the 'commanding influence' of a minor sect of the CATHOLIC CHURCH i.e. the DOMINICANS..and ANTHONY RADCLIFFE OP...who appeared to over-rule even DALDRY...in terms of what went on at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...but he also 'took his medicine' like a good boy...slugging back the 'rainbow-drugged' vodka from a short glass and taking a few pills before he went out into the fray to 'do what he had to do'...rather like JOHN WAYNE.
That is an interesting one...the COWBOY role...JOHN WAYNE was always a primary ILL CULT idol and image...I could never quite see why...it was a 'male' thing...to me he looked like an old gent who might, at any time, slide off his saddle and have a bad fall, upon the stony desert ground below...when I watched JOHN WAYNE films as a child...I was always 'anxious' that he wouldn't fall off his horse, for some reason...because he looked so precariously perched upon the animal...as if he couldn't ride at all or was too drunk to do so. I used to mentally say 'hold on to the saddle or the reins, you fool...' whilst watching such movies...because I was taking the images too literally...but he always managed to stay on his horse, for some reason...and I used to think 'that could NEVER happen in real life'...
It was like watching my grandpa CLAYTON on a horse (as far as I knew - grandpa had never learnt to ride a horse)...and therefore, I found these movies very dull because they were so unbelievable, to me as a child...
I suppose the whole point of these movies was GEE-GEE programming...to culminate in that ANTI-ILLUMINATI film starring MARILYN MONROE...THE MISFITS...where she meets up with the 'cowboys' and gives some of the best performances of her screen career...because it isn't about 'horses'...it is about SLAVERY and the enslavement of HUMAN BEINGS...she was acting her heart out and it shows. A supreme actress, who showed both sides of the coin in that movie...her real self and her 'fabricated' HOLLYWOOD self. It is a credit to her ASHKENAZIM husband, that he had written the screenplay of the movie, in order to symbolically expose this ILL practice.
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JOHN WATERS had told me that the SEPHARDIM had retreated into mysticism and 'bad magic'...but if one were to put them on a 'DELUSIONAL SCALE'...how would they rate against the ASHKENAZIM?
A retreat from the world, brought REV MOON far greater power...
The ASHKENAZIM have never 'retreated' from their sphere of economic power...
They have pretty much done what the CATHOLIC CHURCH has done in this country...i.e. hid their contraband in the TORAH ARK (whereas the CATHOLICS hid their whiskey crates in the crypt under the altar).
I remember RIMINGTON taking me into a LONDON synagogue to show me just that - how it was all hidden in the TORAH ARK (essentially an ornate 'cupboard' upon the altar which holds the TORAH scrolls).
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JAMES FORREST...my 'boss' at the English Language Centre at the University of Katowice 1992-3.
This guy exhibited the 'Ashkenazim' obsession with money...rather like my Uncle Bobby...to the point where you wondered about the dividing line between sanity and insanity in his brain, in relation to money...
I remember MARK and SONIA telling me about the time when this JAMES FORREST had come to their HOTELU ASYSTENSKI room, utterly distraught...because he had found that £300 was missing from his wallet...after a 'night-sleeper' railway trip back from GERMANY...
Now, JAMES FORREST was the guy who was 'cheating' the BRITISH COUNCIL system; left, right and centre...running illegitimate courses for extortionate rates without disclosing them to the Warsaw BC, on the quiet...yet putting the BC logo and 'name' to ratify them...he had made a PACKET in POLAND because of this sort of behaviour...and was duly promoted by the BC to the second highest position (a year later)...as the Polish teachers of English at the ELC at Katowice University, had predicted he would be...BECAUSE of this sort of behaviour - they had seen it happen, time and time again. James wasn't the first BRITISH COUNCIL employee promoted because he was entirely 'crooked' (read 'business sense' and total amorality), and he wouldn't be the last.
Anyway, JAMES had been ROBBED...he was quite sure that he had been GASSED during that night in his 'night-sleeper'...he told SONIA and MARK that he had a vague recollection of a 'rubber pipe' under the door...
JAMES was agonised...he was crying, openly weeping...£300...he had lost £300...£300 had been stolen from him.
Sonia and Mark could only 'sympathise' with JAMES at the time...they were later to tell me about it all in scathing terms...the guy had a fat salary (£30,000 sterling NOT taxed)...he was raking in £1000s by the month by his 'extra' and under the table deals...
I tried to make up excuses for JAMES, surely it wasn't the money, it was the shock of being made so vulnerable upon a train i.e. somebody breaking in, who might have murdered you...and SONIA just shouted 'NO' in laughter...she knew that I didn't get his character at all...'don't you see? It was the MONEY that had upset him..'...
I then said - so why didn't you give him a lowdown in terms of: 'somebody might have slit your throat that night...but you woke up unscathed...so £300 is missing...what is that compared to your life? You just have to wash your hands and make the best of it. You were alive afterwards.'
They agreed that this was the best way to see it but also added that this sort of 'logic' would be 'lost' on JAMES FORREST. They hadn't put it into that perspective for JAMES because they knew that he wouldn't be able to see it in that way - so the easiest way to deal with him, was just to sympathise.
JAMES was then to go into a huge depression and wouldn't leave his room for weeks...he was on anti-depressants...the POLISH teachers used to go round to try to cheer him up...but he couldn't be cheered up...he just sat in a corner, muttering like GOLLUM about the 'money'...to all accounts.
I found this all very odd...it was during the period when we all had to take our washing downstairs...and so I banged upon his door to offer to take his down (presuming him to be in an 'invalid state'). JAMES answered the door and was very 'bright' and friendly...no, he didn't need my help...he had already taken his stuff down and 'wasn't she a piece of all right?'...he then went on to tell me that he had been having an 'affair' or rather a 'sexual relationship' with the oriental-looking woman who ran the basement laundry since, whenever...
I related the above back to MARK and SONIA...MARK laughed his head off and said 'the old dog'...and then referred to the heterosexual male teachers in that building...who all had a secret fantasy about the beautiful, petite oriental-looking woman who did the laundry in the basement...they had all discussed that one...a subject, that by SONIA'S overtly surprised expression, mean that she hadn't known about, before.
Anyway, after offering to take JAMES FORREST'S laundry down to the basement...he still didn't 'recover'...was still off work as 'boss' for a month or so...and still apparently didn't leave his room...I could hear music playing sometimes but that was it...the POLISH teachers were handling him and gave us reports...
I remember the 'end of year' party in 1994...at the erstwhile Polish girlfriend of JAME'S house...the BIRTHDAY CAKE with so many candles...he looked at it and said 'oh god' as in a man awaiting his execution by firing squad...
BLOW OUT THE CANDLES....we all yelled...SONIA and MARK were there...and he put his head on the table and then blew them all out...or rather his breath was so feeble that he only managed to blow a few of them out...and so we blew the rest of them out...MAKE A WISH...I reminded him that he shouldn't tell anybody...he perked up at that one...'SHOULDN'T YOU?' he asked me...'no, you shouldn't' I told him...how strange...everybody knows that you shouldn't tell anybody what your wish is...after you have blown out the candles.
Other notes:
PRIVATE EYE
SMALL ADS:
A message from JOHN WATERS TO MY FATHER:
'Happy Birthday, dearest doctor! Light candles. Make wishes. Don't tell!'
Now what did he mean by that?
Other notes:
Early Sunday morning...
I had a very odd dream about TOMLINSON bringing me back half dead from somewhere across the countryside (something he often tended to do - carrying my almost lifeless body around, was part of the terrain)...to a summerhouse (a round house) where he made a logfire...I revived and then we slept in front of the fire...
Was this linked to TALES BY THE FIRESIDE programming book?
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The birds woke me early this morning...outside of my window...they were chirping about RIMINGTON...apparently she had died of a heart-attack last night...
The strange news about all of this was a 'team of lawyers'...RIMINGTON had made a Will some time ago and the main beneficary upon it was MYSELF...the WILL had been 'rubberstamped' by ROYALTY...i.e. it had the ROYAL SEAL and so the ILL cannot rescind upon this one...they cannot question the Will.
How very odd. Was this linked to the above in some way - as the two came at the same time i.e. was this Will made whilst I was being reprogrammed as RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON'S 'daughter'?
Other notes:
I remember MARK telling me that the fact that I was to separate subjects out in my NOTES by the term 'other notes' was clever for some reason, in an ILL-coded way...but I couldn't remember why...and now I can...Grandma Clayton only had one book of fiction in her library case in her 'pink Suffolk house'...and that was:
GREEN DARKNESS by ANYA SETON
SETON = NOTES spelt backwards...now I do not know why as yet...but this surname SETON must be an ILL surname which was used in programming...
Other notes:
I had a very curious memory back last night...it was of TOMLINSON in his little 'white house' attempting to reprogramme me...he had drugged me and I was on the floor, semi-conscious...
This is where the memory gets very bizarre...
TOMLINSON was telling me to see ORANGE...he was then telling me to 'go into the ORANGE'...and I could 'see' it in my mind - the colour ORANGE...but I refused to do it...
The odd part was that everything that I was 'saying' to him, was telepathic - I wasn't actually talking or moving...and it was all coming up on his COMPUTER SCREEN - everything that I said...I was on the floor and he was at his desk, looking at his computer screen...so I am assuming 'radio-waves' here...microchipping.
I kept telling me that I was a HUMAN BEING...and that I would not be 'ORANGE'...
I am assuming here, that he wanted an 'alter' of mine to simply believe that it was 'ORANGE' and nothing else...to not even recognise itself as 'human'...
I then told him that I could REPROGRAMME him to be a 'human being' too...but I would need his consent first.
He thought about it - he figured that he was 'human' already. Then he agreed. I then began to put up the computer commands upon the screen and began to give him his 'humanity' back - his freedom from slavery.
Why would I want to do that? Because the ILL had treated him like a BEAST for all of his life but in fact, he was a 'higher soul' - far more 'gifted' than any of them. It remains to be seen...what he has done since...
Other notes:
I was thinking again about PATTERNS...how I had started off thinking about COMMUNISM as a 'pattern' - rather like a cake DOILLY...which was then placed over a DOILLY of another pattern e.g. CHINESE CULTURE...and so the two DOILLYS together, formed a new 'pattern'...
I was comparing the effect of putting the PATTERN of COMMUNISM onto CHINESE CULTURE and also onto RUSSIAN CULTURE...and how the 'effect' and net result were very different indeed.
I then thought about a children's KALEIDOSCOPE...this was a better image and metaphor...RUSSIAN CULTURE under COMMUNISM gave you a completely different range of shapes and colours...than CHINESE CULTURE under COMMUNISM does...because of the underlying culture...a completely different KALEIDOSCOPE to look through...
This was the basis for seeing what had happened to the SEPHARDIM and the ASHKENAZIM in relation to the 'pattern' of CATHOLICISM being superimposed upon the two cultures. Every religion in the Western World was affected by the 'pattern' of CATHOLICISM.
CATHOLICISM nearly destroyed JUDAISM per se.
However, the two camps had reacted in very different ways.
The SEPHARDIM began to work towards the HEART OF EVIL...they went DEEP...to understand the NATURE OF THINGS and most particularly, the NATURE OF EVIL.
The ASHKENAZIM became even more SHALLOW...everything was a big ACT and a facade...'nothing was real'...everything was for show...only FORM mattered and not 'essence'.
I won't bother to mention REFORM JUDAISM in the UK because it is hardly even a religion...it is one of the most G-dless religions I have ever read about...just a way of keeping a tightly-knit ethnic group together...intermarrying to keep the 'money' in the family. Just the way that MR SACHS likes it, one presumes.
This is why JOHN WATERS told me that JUDAISM per se, was on a downward spiral...rather like the two strands of the DNA...the two main strands were spiralling DOWN rather than UP.
The superimposing of CATHOLICISM upon indigenous populations...is a very interesting one...because I can see that it probably HELPED Celtic cultures to become less barbaric...less bloodthirsty...CATHOLICISM probably had a taming and civilising influence upon the DRUIDS...the VIKINGS and so forth...these NORTHERN EUROPEAN cultures would have benefited from it.
It is interesting to note how the CHINESE have continually put up such a strong resistance to CATHOLICISM...yet they have let in ISLAM and even have major cities that are now almost completely ISLAMIC.
Perhaps that it is because of the effects of Christianity upon TIBETAN BUDDHISM and the horrific results i.e. 'cannibalism'. Cannibalism probably already existed in most Eastern cultures...but the two patterns together...meant double-trouble.
One also has to look at AFRICA and how CATHOLICISM would have affected 'voodoo' religions...additionally the MASONIC/RA CULT idea of MANI/MANU/MANASSEH lost tribe of ISRAEL...and one can see that in INDIA...that would have led to a focus upon KALI as a DESTROYER rather than 'life-giver'.
Other notes:
One has to say that because so many Jews have chosen to live in CHRISTENDOM - that this has had an extraordinarily negative effect upon the religion of JUDAISM as a whole...and a rebound effect upon Christian societies in general.
That is why, when I visited EIN KEREM, JERUSALEM with SHARON...to meet the 'settler' couple who were now running the 'vegan restaurant' upon the hill overlooking SAINT JOHN IN THE DESERT MONASTERY...I greatly admired these people...they had worked so hard to make this 'collective farm' work, in difficult terrain...they had also 'dealt with' the SATANIC MONKS upon this land...
I am quite sure that what they did wasn't 'legal' i.e. pitched battles in order to get the monks out (and they managed it - the monks all fled)...but it was necessary...PEOPLE POWER...get those sick people off their land and out of Jerusalem...and I could see that ORTHODOX Judaism was alive and well in this community. A 'healthy' religion.
Other notes:
I had a rather nasty dream...that I was in MANNINGTREE with PETRONELLA who took me to an 'educational establishment'...but no idea where...I walked along the corridors to see a small boy throwing lumps of clay at the double doors in front of me...I opened them and told him to stop it...a teacher then came out and asked me what was going on...I pointed out what the boy was doing and she whisked him back into the classroom...suddenly RIMINGTON was behind me and I told her what had happened...RIMINGTON laughed and said spitefully (in relation to the teacher) 'I bet she thought that you were a PAEDOPHILE'.
She then walked me back through the building...and I saw what appeared to be some sort of 'art college' studios...there were a lot of what appeared to be spray paintings on white boards around...and I recognised them from somewhere...in fact, I thought that we had done them in 1980...there was also some sort of a cafe/coffee bar...and a meeting going on there...of RIMINGTON'S mind control slaves.
Other notes:
The following are a few of my attempts to codebreak ANDREW MARR’S paedophile websites – hidden in the first letters of the lines of his poetry upon ANDREW TAIT’S website. I haven’t checked any of it and couldn’t verify a thing...that isn’t my job – GCHQ should be doing that (or any other similar organisation).
I do not think that the entire ‘string’ of the first letters is perhaps necessary...one only has to go so far in unravelling it (from the 'centre' as I have already outlined)...before one comes across an ‘AT’ or a ‘WWW’ and I do not know where the URL ends...I would need to have a list of different countries e.g. ‘CH’ for Switzerland...and a full directory of possible endings for URLs.
Therefore I have simply put up a few ideas – as to how these codes might look when broken:
Robert's Oriental Tea Garden
WWW.OASHWATBLDTWAARRFAW
WWW.TALHDAABRTFWWWARA
Do you always start with the i in the middle – as Tomlinson had told me to do with the ALICE snake poem? These poems are hard to break because one doesn't necessarily know where to start...particularly if the number of the letters is an EVEN number.
Alternatively, I could have also included the first letter of the title which would put an R at the beginning and the ‘I’ in the middle as the 13th letter out of 16 letters. I will include the title letter as well, just in case.
Damson In Distress
BIB AT //TRDCYAASUAAYSTTNOBBTHTYTWHWABAD
IABTDBTYRACUAASSAT //YOTBNHBYTWTWTBHDAA
Reincarnation
IRR -AT – FEBWURIAGHI
//FEBWURIA.GH
Ghana? I seem to remember this one from the TEMPLAR CASTLE...'febwuria'...
The Little Leafy Lane off to the Left
BITSMIMBHIWIBRYOBBWHABAMBTIYTPCSITOTSTPA – AT //TCITLISHAAPAAFSWLTTTABHOHHATA
...but I have no idea of the country...I would need a list of abbreviations to look down.
Metaphysical Experiences:
FOTFTTHRHTAAAA-AT- TTIMBAIGNLTWHAAAHAAIAIFIIHBRIAWWAAIRI-AT-THWOAIAWHTOAFTAMAIWIARMUT
Energy
:
//PLSMT SATMARIAOSOITTFAAHTTET
The Hungarian SATMAR ORTHODOX ASHKENAZIM website. I talked to MARK about the SATMAR...they had always interested me. Apparently, they have now 'died out' in Hungary...or rather, gone underground.
Focus:
FHHAAAT-SYWBHW.HH(S)
Supertrouper:
HLWNYYAT-//WTTBIIS
Thursdays:
WHIYBIHBTSHITMSSAAWTIAT: //MDWIWINHWAANTIIIPILYITIYBTANIYIANNMTHTWCHT
WHIYBIHBTSHITMSSAAWTI AT: //MDWIWINHWAANTIIIP.IL
YITIYBTANIYIANNMTHTWCHT
WHIYBIHBTSHITMSSAAWTIAT: //MDWIWINHWAANTII IP: ILYITIYBTANIYIANNMTHTWCHT
In the Bleak Mid-Autumn:
WAAT –AT - //IITWIMTIIBWFWTIOITYTTITRIDTTSTYTOILA
AAWI-AT- //TITTIIWWMWIIBIFYTTOTTITTISRYDOTLTATSIW
AAIWTAITTTII: WWW.MIIIBYFTTTOITTTSIYRODLTAITT
Is this Andrew Marr’s own personal paedophile website?
I can remember now...I was eavesdropping on MARR at the TEMPLAR CASTLE – he was instructing various slaves upon how to work out this code in some text...but I couldn’t see the text and some man was complaining that the way in which MARR had done it...didn’t actually work in practice...MARR had made too many mistakes in writing the code according to his own instructions...MARR got very ratty...pretended he hadn’t heard and replied that it was a VERY SIMPLE CODE and why hadn’t this man got it yet? That wasn’t the point at all...but MARR simply over-rode the fact that he had made it pretty difficult to decipher by getting it wrong himself, whilst writing it. How typical. Maybe he had just got carried away with writing the poetry and didn’t want to change a line.
Anyway, the basic gist was that the ILL WEBSITES were all hidden in the poems – and by using the first letter of each line and allowing for MARR’S mistakes with the code...one can get close to what the actual website was supposed to be.
Trees:
TTMIOBIWTWBTOWIHOBTHANAECPYBT
This has letter I in the middle – this should be an ‘easy’ one, thank goodness. He didn’t half make it difficult for his paedophile cult – I suppose they simply had to try to memorise the URLS instead.
The point here is that the ILL code everything and put it up onto the Internet – and so if a member of their cult forgets an URL/email address – then they can look it up. Rather like the ROBERT ANTON WILSON Wikipedia ‘notepad’ script, that TOMLINSON was to show me, in his ‘little white house’.
Trees:
IHWOOBTTBHW: AT //NWAIEBCOPIYNBTTT
Suspense Account:
ITALSFIIMI – IP - AIMHMTIAISEIITTWTTTTOB: AT
//YCIITBITBBISGSISOTNBIIDATIS
‘Madman MARR’ certainly buggered up the ILL CULT by this highly ‘sophisticated’ poetry site...it must have caused immense confusion...and it would be interesting to know how many of the ILL actually bothered to visit it and to try and work the codes for the websites out (if they had forgotten them, in the first place).
Other notes:
I forgot to mention that during my conversation with TOMLINSON in his little 'white house'...that MARK'S words had rung true in my mind 'he is just a beast and you have to learn how to control him'...not in terms of running TOMLINSON as a mind control slave but in terms of PROTECTING myself.
I had NO interest in running TOMLINSON as a slave but I knew that for most of his life - he had been determined to run ME as a slave. He would do the same again if I gave him 'complete freedom', I had no doubts about that one. I therefore kept his 'backdoor keys' just in case. He was 'free' and I would never attempt to run him as a 'slave' but on the other hand, I needed to keep myself SAFE.
I didn't tell TOMLINSON that I had done this. No reason to do so, at all.
Looking back on this time period now...which was just after the TEMPLAR CASTLE...I ask myself...so what happened circa 2004...after TOMLINSON and RIMINGTON had kidnapped me again...why didn't I use this 'backdoor' key at this point in time? I wonder now...everything did work out to my advantage (and to his)...the AMBASSADOR got thrown off a mountain...
I suppose the reason for not using all that I knew...was that my memory was in pieces...none of it had been put back in a chronological order...not even slightly (on the other side of the mirror) - just a 'mess' at the back of my mind - like a filing cabinet that has been overturned and every single file and paper flung out, at random onto the floor - no 'date stamps' upon any of it...and so I had no overview of anything at all.
I therefore simply 'reacted' to events, in an instinctive and intuitive way - pulling up whatever I could to help me...as the occasion demanded...whatever 'came' to me at the time...
This is what had happened at the ACADEMIC CENTER at Shanghai Jiao Tong University...after PUTIN had given me the drugged water...the first memories to come back...regarding ANDREW MARR...PUTIN was obviously expecting information about him - he was the person who had given me the message to bring to CHINA...
However, my first images of ANDREW MARR, were of that 'hopeless political editor' who seemed to be obsessed with me...and that strange time in LONDON in the late 1980s...that bedsit in Blackheath...but I couldn't remember the extreme abuse that he had also put me through...or that peculiar if not highly suspicious encounter with his 'parents' in Scotland...and so I didn't think badly of him...
PUTIN asked me if I wanted him punished...and I pleaded 'no'...
PUTIN assumed that I could remember much more...he was probably thinking about the TEMPLAR CASTLE 2001 (and what MARR had done to me there)...but I had nothing at all back, from that point in time...even though it was 2003 and only two years later...
I was remembering the relatively 'okay' stuff (highly 'edited' in my memory banks) from the late 1980s...those were the first memories to come back...
PUTIN got impatient...he wanted to know what my 'real message' was...not the stuff about a tsunami...
I ignored him...and then began to talk about what MARK had told me...about 1913...
PUTIN and MILIBAND started to talk in Russian...PUTIN wanted to know if the Jews had put me up to this...MILIBAND slightly smirked but tried to look innocent - he had no idea...but obviously the very thought, was entertaining to him...but he had no more idea of what was going on than PRESIDENT PUTIN...
...and then I assumed 'control'...he couldn't tell me what to do...he was just a 'puppet'...and he agreed with me, oddly enough...I told him that I was working for the FBI...
They let me go...afterwards...TOMLINSON turned up in my own room, to try and get me back under 'mind control' again...they must have sent him in to try and get me to work for them again...(none of them appeared to know that they were all under surveillance - perhaps their anti-bugging techniques were inadequate)...
This all meant that, in 1994, I would have been under the control of LOEHRMANN's FBI department...until that is, I 'helped' MARK ROCKEFELLER to get the necessary information to kidnap him...
After 1994, the whole ILL edifice or hierarchy...must have changed considerably.
I suppose that I had been recruited early on...as early as 4 years old, into the FBI fold which is why I had a 4 year old 'alter' in 1980 (despite being 16 years old at the time), who had a much larger vocabulary than the norm - and the DIRECTOR in that hanger used for 'SUN' programming, duly noted it...
Other notes:
Bugging...
SHANA'S feeble attempt to bug myself and another AMERICAN EFL teacher at the University -whilst at lunch in a restaurant of his chosing...were quite hilarious...she couldn't get the bug back off the underside of the table again...I then asked her what she was doing...she said removing some chewing gum that had gone hard...(it wasn't hers, she never chewed gum)...and she then wouldn't open her hand with the tissue in it...until I forced her to...a small metal disc in the white paper...I then recommended that she threw it away into a nearby bin...she did so.
I had no real idea of what I was up to in these 'cat and mouse' games - it was simply something that I had known for most of my life as a 'sideline' of my existence - and it made me coldly furious...I simply knew that it was 'part of the course' in my life...to have British Intelligence doing evil things around me...and one just had to confront them and expose them in Public, whenever one could...
I liked SHANA a lot in SHANGHAI...she was very different...she had matured enormously from 1980...and as a consequence, I felt great empathy with her...yet there she was, bugging MY table...what an affront...
Additionally... that hideous telephone call that I had made to her 'colonial residence' upon an ex-pat compound in Shanghai (I likened it the THE TRUMAN SHOW - Shana told me that she 'wouldn't be surprised')...to hear her screaming like a 'deadly witch from pantomime' at her two boys...one of her boys had answered the telephone...and I could hear this raucous voice in the background which I was quite sure, couldn't be SHANA at all...the tone and depth of this rasping, screeching voice, was so much lower than her own...yet it was her, as one of her boys was to tell me, on the telephone...I was literally shocked out of my mind.
SHANA then let me into that one, a little...yes, she had tried to burn one of the boys upon her CERAMIC HOB (see MIKE WEALE'S 'pop-group')...because he had been disobedient and she had NO idea of what had got into her...it had severely frightened her...she looked shocked...her mind was in disarray...it had started to deprogramme and unravel...she was hearing 'voices'...what was going on...yet her 'composure' as an adult...her sensibility...made me think that whatever it was...she would overcome it. I had no idea of what she was talking about, at the time. Yet she seemed to think that I did...I was 40 years old, wasn't I? 'So what'...I answered...non-plussed. Then 'you must know what I am talking about' but I didn't...SHANA quite evidently, didn't believe me.
SHANA was talking about her 'mother' alter...either her mother's 'dark alter' or RIMINGTON...or even worse, a combination of the two.
I have also seen 'flashes' of this extremely destructive alter...RIMINGTON's alter...which wanted me to harm myself (e.g. 'why don't you burn yourself upon the CERAMIC HOB' - a thought that had flashed across my mind, complete with an image of RIMINGTON in her most spiteful and evil mode)...but as soon as I began to realise it...I immediately used to say to myself:
'That will happen to RIMINGTON but NEVER to myself - I send it back to her, times a billion, to the power of infinity etc'...
...and that stopped all anxiety...all 'self-destructive' urges...I simply imagined it happening to RIMINGTON...and that put paid to those negative commands, very effectively. I rarely ever get them now...and they are 'tiny' in comparison to when I first moved into this flat...
As soon as I had moved in, I remembered how terrified RIMINGTON was of ovens for some reason...how RIMINGTON was scared of the cooker in this flat...and then the memory of her voice, telling me to 'burn yourself'...and so I guessed what was up and how to deal with it...after that, I had no worries about using the cooker or any other electrical appliance in this flat.
One also has to say in RIMINGTON's defence, that her mother and 'mother of darkness' had terrified her out of her mind...about OVENS and oven doors...additionally, that the sick woman 'MARY' whatever her name was (who had that cottage near Sudbury, with the walled garden and 'red carriage')...the sick 'ILL midwife' who had taught her how to abort and then eat parts of foetuses...was obviously somebody who had brainwashed RIMINGTON and from an early age...into believing that she was 'special' because of her physical and mental illness which was Porphyria...
RIMINGTON'S hysterical outbursts, her 'bouts of madness' were framed as 'exceptional behaviour' by MI6 and ROYALTY - in acordance with their ILL CULT Satanic beliefs. They 'applauded'...they were transfixed...here was somebody who was 'worse' than they were...
An 'actress' who could do the 'jolly hockey sticks' grin (JOYCE GRENFELL act) and 'jolly jape' - combined with the stiff 'ICE QUEEN' look - all in accordance with the image of 'women in British Intelligence' (who could don various disguises - however ludicrous e.g. GYPSY ROSE LEE in Soho - and generally fool the 'unenlightened)...this was the 1950s/1960s and you could get away with that sort of stuff. You probably can, even now.
RIMINGTON needed medical attention...she needed a complete blood transfusion...but she never got one.
She went completely off her head...sustained herself with Cocaine...and decided that EVERYBODY should suffer (and die, if they didn't obey her orders).
I suppose that RIMINGTON'S 'demonic blood transfusion' had been more effective than most...most of us who had been through this procedure didn't end up with such a severe case of Porphyria (although it has to be said that my mother has quite a severe case of related symptoms -something to do with being born in the same year then...1936 RIMINGTON and my parents were apparently born in the same year - same ILL PROGRAMMING trip around the world in 80 days then? Or was the itinerary changed by 1980...).
Therefore one can deduce that RIMINGTON 'already had it'...and quite severely...TSARIST RUSSIAN blood? Or was that only the tip of the iceberg...MR PUTIN is telling me that it is...but then he would...was it really spread throughout these 'Royal' families and throughout Europe...apparently it extended further than that...MR PUTIN thinks that it came from CHINA originally...
I suppose that would make sense...one of the first 'civilisations' upon this planet...
So is it a common thing...to all human 'environments'....i.e. different countries, states, islands and throughout history...that they all interbreed at the TOP - to maintain their wealth/power, within the 'family' until they go stark staring CRAZY - start threatening the survival of the 'masses' below them...and are then 'got rid of'?
It seems to be a 'common' thing and throughout history. The history of the 'human species' upon this planet.
I do not suppose it matters whether or not these 'families' are living in a Monarchy, Democracy, Communist State...they simply 'rule the roost'...
Other notes:
So how did the ROYALS of the UK deal with this problem? They continued to infect their slaves with their own blood disease...but they also allowed in LADY DIANA...who wasn't of their infected strain...but was still a likely candidate for being as mad as the rest of them...because she was of a ROYAL HOUSE...but not theirs...i.e. THE STUARTS...rather than the TUDORS...
Maybe they thought that the STUART HOUSE wasn't quite as bad as the TUDOR descendents...
Or maybe they didn't even care...they LOVED their blood disorder...it made them 'special'...rather like being 'blind'...
Let us all be DRACULA and VAMPIRE BATS...the LIVING DEAD...why not?
...and if it all gets too much...enough Coke up your nose, should remedy that one...until you CRASH...and then you still get to put it up your nose, after rehab...but you are more careful about it afterwards...
Other notes:
I wonder now, about our 'government' - those mind control slaves put in...who are generally drug addicts...or if they are not...are polarised (existing on one side of the brain and terrorised by mind control programming - whoever they are - even PETER MANDELSON - look at his 'dead' right eye)...
they are all actors and actresses...
In a silly way, (if mind control didn't exist), one wonders about a country which pays its MPs so little to do a decent job...i.e. about £30 or £40,000...the last time I looked...and yet plumbers and doctors are earning WAY over that (in their private businesses)...no wonder these people pick up on BRIBES wherever big business wants to hand them out...all too easily.
I look at GORDON BROWN...and his cronies...BROWN had warned me at the TEMPLAR CASTLE and with MILIBAND at his side (whilst eating lunch - I was seated opposite to them)...not to make things 'difficult' for them...and I was coldly furious by such a bullying tactic...BROWN obviously knew my capacity to make trouble...he had immediately got my back up...although I had NO idea as to what he was referring to...
Maybe they should have taken a leaf out of PUTIN'S book...he knew how to handle women...'just be gentle'...but the UK TEMPLARS had no idea of that one at all..
Other notes:
Asking REV MOON and JOHN WATERS about what had happened...'what happened to me and why?'...
Apparently RIMINGTON and her ilk had no 'job' or 'remit' at all...they were not supposed to do anything...they were being run by the CIA...that is why you had the 'herberts' recruited and promoted to the top of BRITISH INTELLIGENCE...they were going to bring the whole thing down...the whole of the UK down...
RIMINGTON and SCARLETT knew that one...that is why they had laughed about it in 1980...they knew that they had been chosen and it was for 'MEDIOCRITY' and they found their own status very funny indeed - 'I wouldn't have got a decent job otherwise' sort of thing...General NIDGETT and all that...Peter Simple was quite right.
REV MOON and JOHN WATERS then told me that these people knew what they had to do...they had no 'remit' at all - they shunned all 'office work'...they had no interest in their jobs...that wasn't the point...the very point of their existence...was that they should do NOTHING at all...however they did know about MIND CONTROL but only according to the lower manuals...and could amuse themselves with that...and basically, that is what they did...outside of the 'office'.
That is why I was so abused...they had decided that it was fun to abuse me, in particular...
I still didn't understand...why didn't they just murder me...after I had caused so much trouble?
REV MOON and JOHN WATERS...said because you amused them...they did try to murder you many times...but after so many failed attempts...they decided that it was more 'fun' to keep you alive...and to torture you...that became a major amusement for them.
I still didn't understand...REV MOON and JOHN WATERS said...look at bullied kids at school...the bullies just home in, on one person...that is what it is like in the macrocosm. They stopped wanting to murder you because it entertained them more, to torture you.
So where does this all go from here?
It seems to me to be simply 'payback' time from the CIA to the UK.
Yet I am a casualty and the ROYALS despite being ROCKEFELLER 'spudnik collection' appear to have got away scot-free.
I am the one without a home and without money.
Nobody else.
Despite being the author of the HARRY POTTER series of books (apart from the last one).
I am NOT and will NOT be considered a CIA 'slave' or lackey. I KNEW their programming and 'helped' them with it...helped them to 'wake up' to their 'lobster status'...(even though their 'classic symbol' is that of a WOLF and a WOLF PACK).
Other notes:
Early Monday morning...
I woke up thinking about Russia...and specifically the PRAVDA funny article that a certain JOHN BARNCASTLE had put up about BABY P. I had copied it and put it up on www.elizamanninghambuller.blogspot.com.
The name BARNCASTLE was oddly familiar...and then I remembered...TOMLINSON'S AUTOBIOGRAPHY...this was the name of the Boarding School that he had supposedly attended in the North of England.
Too much of a coincidence? Not really...because after reading the article, I had thought about his brother TOBY MACKLIN...it was the sort of thing that TOBY MACKLIN would write - his sort of style. I had already linked the article to his brother.
Mainly because there was a comprehension text in one of the EFL books at the PRAGUE DTO for advanced classes...and it was called something like 'WHY I AM GLAD TO BE BRITISH'...and the Comprehension questions were from the perspective of: isn't this a completely unpolitically correct text?' The cartoon above the text, of the 'author - was of an old Army General 'type' of the Southern Counties. The text made massive generalisations and comparisons...using unpolitically correct language...along the lines of 'I am very glad that I live in Britain and do not live in a Mickey Mouse State/Banana Republic in South America/Africa because'...that sort of thing...
Anyway, I always remember TOBY MACKLIN reading through that text and exclaiming to all and sundry...'but it's TRUE...that's why I am glad to be British' and everybody laughed. 'No, no but it is true...' Toby continued and began to justify his position but nobody wanted to enter into any sort of debate with him upon that 'unpolitically correct' topic.
It was the statement concerning where the ethnically dressed 'DR' came from - who had failed to spot that BABY P lacked finger/toenails and that his spine had been broken...which alerted me to the fact that this text could have been written by a Macklin...he stated that her degree must have come from some 'Uwagaland University' (or something like that)...it probably did and that is the problem...certain other countries do not have such a regulated control over their awarding of important qualifications...but you aren't allowed to make jokes about that in the British media...you have to formally investigate her qualifications and expose the Medical College/University and/or educational system of the country, in question.
I say 'certain other countries do not have such a regulated control...' but then I had to bite my tongue: look at DR P J MANDERS at ARDLEIGH SURGERY, ESSEX. His qualifications are entirely bogus - forged by the ILL CULT. He shouldn't be allowed to practise medicine in any country, at all.
Anyway, I then figured that TOMLINSON had probably survived the sea journey back to Russia and was telling the world, that he was alive and well...and contributing to PRAVDA as JOHN BARNCASTLE.
I then figured...I guess that living in RUSSIA isn't such a bad idea nowadays...my life would no longer be in danger and I would be far more 'effective' over there, now.
The ASHKENAZIM bases are now down...the evil 'courtiers' appear to have been either murdered or 'banished'...and I would now be relatively 'safe' there.
In fact, the ILL ASHKENAZIM all appear to be 'over here' nowadays.
Time to swap countries then.
So MR PUTIN now is the right time, to take you up on your offer. I would be more than happy to exit this country a.s.ap.
I have found out as much as I can, in the UK - and would now be more effective in an environment where I had more access to information, let us say - although I would be equally happy to retire, as is my right...I have done more than most to 'earn', a massive amount of respect and money.
Other notes:
I was thinking about how the ILL used the word UR as in URGENT and so forth...DALDRY was found of the phrase 'to ERR is human'...but it sounds like UR.
UR was the major city of BABYLON and (from a book on Ancient Egypt) that I am currently reading...it appears to have been located between Saudi Arabia and Iran.
So this is the heart of the ILL cult...their 'spiritual home' - the CITY OF UR.
Maybe we visited there during our 80 DAYS AROUND THE WORLD trip in 1980...it is highly likely but after a while...these Middle-Eastern locations, merged into one for me...I was consciously 'not interested' in anything that was going on around me because it was all connected to ILL programming - which I was trying to 'block' as best I could.
I then remembered that Russian family...in my father's Swiss family's distant genealogical past...the ones who were jewellers in Saint Petersburg...and the two pieces of jewellry that had been handed down to myself because I was an 'EMILY'...by my Great-Great Swiss Aunt EMILIE...when I was a very small child and she was in her late 90s. I only have a couple of memories of her - she was so old that she terrified me - in one of those Victorian 'Tuberculosis hotels' up in the mountains. They still had those old 'benches' outside on the balconies, where Tuberculosis sufferers used to lie, in order to breathe in the pure air of the mountains.
The PENDANT which was made of some sort of greyish marbled stone and the highly ornate E shaped like a 3 backwards...adorned the front, in GOLD...this PENDANT had come in a small, dark burgundy velvet case...and there is a small piece of very old, yellowish paper inside...upon it was the name URBACHER or ERBACHER...I was almost sure that it was URBACHER but the writing was of an old-fashioned hand...simply a stroke before the 'r'...not an 'e' but obviously a vowel of some sort. It must have been URBACHER.
I had been told to take this to CHINA with me...and PRESIDENT PUTIN had asked to see it...along with a small brooch...which I had also 'inherited'.
Looking back at all of this now...the paper might have been faked for all I know...it was all part of the ILL GAME...and I thought of those 'heirlooms' as CURSES...'bad magic'...something terrible about them.
Anyway, PRESIDENT PUTIN didn't want to take them - he just wanted to look at them - I offered them to him. He asked me why...I said 'because they are cursed'. He asked me - why did I want to give them to him, then? That stumped me. I simply replied that I didn't want them anymore - just take them off my hands, sort of thing.
They are now in my mother's possession - indubitably, she will try to give them to SOPHIE, my sister's daughter.
The URBACHER family from UR?
I remember the 'vicar' at the Blackheath church who was called URSTRIKER...a Jewish man who had converted to Christianity. One can see where that surname came from - 'striking down' those who are from UR.
The funniest thing about SUSAN BASSNETT'S 'translation/comparative cultural studies' CENTRE at the UNIVERSITY OF WARWICK...was the brochure for it...as a Greek Muslim student pointed out...it has the TOWER OF BABEL, as an ILLustration, upon the front of it.
I suppose the idea behind that was to convey the idea that G-d had got so angry with those from BABYLON...that he had struck down their TOWER and then 'shattered' their tongue...their spoken language...into thousands of other languages...so that these different peoples of different tongues...would all fight each other...and that never again, would a TOWER OF BABEL be built.
That image of PETER DARG that I had...he was climbing up that TOWER OF BABEL to try to reach G-d...but once he had got to the top of this 'snail-like' tower...he then fell off the top of it and died.
This BABYLONIAN CULT (from the UK) were watching him do it...
Other notes:
Come to think of it now - I should really get those heirlooms off my mother and destroy them...but I know that she will not give them to me. She will say 'you will only sell them' and she will refuse to give them to me. I will say 'they are mine and were passed down in the Will and you have no right to keep them.' However, she will keep them anyway. She knows that I know too much, now.
When I gave them back to her - whilst I was in MANNINGTREE - I had remembered enough to know that they were evil and I didn't want them in my possession - she offered to pay me for them - but she never did.
I suppose that if I told her point-blank to give them back or else - she might offer to pay me for them again, in order to keep them - but I would never see the money. She would just keep saying 'I don't have the money at the moment' - which is her normal refrain 'we are so poor' etc.
Other notes:
I suppose one could write an epitaph as such, for the ILL CULT.
I have now finally exposed pretty much, all that I know about it and have whittled it down to basics:
It was and is a ROYAL cult which was formed to 'glorify' PORPHYRIA and based upon a group of people/families who claimed descendency from the City of UR, BABYLON - a demonic sect which followed BABYLONIAN 'teachings'. These people infected others with their own infected blood.
It then degenerated into what TOMLINSON was running by early 2001 as his 'dracula/vampire' club of mind control slaves.
In fact, I have the latest offering from DARREN SHAN upon that number (DEATH'S SHADOW)...again the DEADication to STELLA PASKINS (RIMINGTON and PAS mind control). 'Order of the Bloody Entrails.'
Is it worth reading? In a word, NO. Boring, witless and virtually plotless but lots of blood and gore in there (I would guess that this is what the younger members of the cult, like to read about, the most).
Other notes:
A message to the MARINES who bugged out this flat:
I am getting very sick of the dumb games being played 'symbolically' by NUMBER 6 WEST STREET - particularly that big threat with the MIRROR OF INFINITY which NIKOLAS held up to show me and then placed in full view in the middle window - I was then arrested, a couple of hours later - after that fracas in the garden.
So what if I buy TWO 'mirrors of infinity' and put them up in FULL VIEW in my two windows, directly opposite to NUMBER 6? That should really freak them out.
Other notes:
Russia...I had a strange dream a few years back of being in that old apartment block that MARK had photographed and put up on FLICKR.COM...I think that his 'friend' was staying there. Was he BRITISH?
I can remember now...in 1980 - that was where all of the 'old British spies' used to live...and their high-ceilinged room had various ILL programming objects around...on the mantelpieces etc...they were ALL programmers. We were sent in there to be programmed.
Additionally, I worry about RICHARD GORDON (why are so many of the really ILL called Gordon?)...the guy who looked Afro-Caribbean but whose father was in fact a New York Ashkenazim Jew - Richard had inherited his mother's looks.
GORDON admitted that he had been to Russia...and described the very same place that we had visited...that 'alternative collective' of artists who used a large print workshop, within which to produce their 'controlled anti-State' propaganda...they even had a government grant to do it. I saw the images in his mind as he described this visit - and I 'knew' that I had seen this building before but where...now I know that it was in 1980.
So RICHARD GORDON had either been programmed there or was one of the Russian Ashkenazim programmers who were 'conscious' of what they were up to...he had turned up at ACORN VILLAGES to be a 'sperm donor' but I wasn't interested...I knew that something was very wrong and it came out in that big row about ISRAEL...
That was a really interesting one...his 'dark alter' came out...and he looked so evil, it was quite extraordinary...this 'alter' hated ISRAEL with a passion...I suppose it was rather like TOMLINSON'S 'Sultan' alter...but I will refer to it from this point on, as an UR alter.
I also said to him the same thing that I had said to my mother in France when her RIMINGTON alter came out to ferociously attack me: 'I KNOW WHO YOU ARE AND I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE TRYING TO DO.'
Again, it was such an odd thing to say...of course I knew who he was...I had known RICHARD GORDON for a good many months...but again, I said the same thing...'I know who you are and I know what you are trying to do...and I will NOT let that happen. You are NOT going to get away with it.' It was as if I wasn't talking to RICHARD GORDON at all...but something that had possessed him...or rather a programmer who was remote-controlling him, at that point.
Anyway, one can deduce that a lot of ANTHONY BLUNT'S cronies ended up in that apartment block...and others would inevitably follow, down the decades...
Other notes:
Another memory came back from 1980...this time...we were in and around a swimming pool...outside a hotel/hostel and it was hot and sunny...KATHLEEN and I were getting out of the pool...I was walking down the side when TOMLINSON shouted at me to stop.
He shouted ALICE! Several times.
How odd - why was I called ALICE at that point...was this connected to swimming pool programming?
Anyway, I ignored him and walked on...I knew that he wanted to rape me...KATHLEEN knew it too...and she said 'keep walking'...she then said 'run' and we both began to run...I managed to get to just below the building where we were staying when TOMLINSON seized me from behind and pulled me back and I began to yell like an angry toddler...it had really hurt...
I then saw RIMINGTON and SCARLETT upon the balcony above...RIMINGTON thought the whole thing hilarious...SCARLETT shouted at TOMLINSON to let me go...he let me go but then engaged them in a furious exchange 'WHY? SHE IS MINE! WHY?'
He was in his 'child alter'...a 4 year old boy in the body of a young man.
RIMINGTON was laughing and pointing to his erection which had come over the top of his swimming trunks.
This is quite a number...the idea of a man with the mind of a child...sexually excited and unable to control his instinctive responses...this is how the graduates were and this is how they behaved...all of those TEMPLARS at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...they were all the same, in the above respect...
I can now see how very dangerous this was for myself. I was a 'toy' to TOMLINSON and his 'favourite toy'...a toy...he could pull its head off, if he liked ....because it was HIS and nobody was allowed to take it away from him.
In retrospect, we had been put together (been married in Harwich)...and had bonded in 1979/80. I had another memory back of those early days...how we used to sleep together...I used to put my arms around his neck and we would completely intertwine our bodies. Our faces were so close together that we would share each other's breath...our mouths were almost touching.
Once we had bonded...the programmers did everything that they could to keep us apart and most of the time. I 'understood' this evil trick and so simply ignored them and what they were trying to do but TOMLINSON didn't seem to 'get' it, emotionally-speaking.
I remember how in 1988 - in TOMLINSON's basement flat in LONDON...he was so hurt that I turned away from him to go to sleep...but for me, this was normal behaviour...I had had two boyfriends at DARTINGTON and I hated to 'share breath' in terms of somebody else's exhalations. I had no memories and so couldn't understand why he thought my turning away was so odd.
The strangest insight came to me...thinking about how we used to share each other's breath whilst sleeping...the SEPHARDIC RABBIS of the ZOHAR tell us that the SOUL is in the breath...they do not preach about SOUL being in the BLOOD but in the BREATH...
I can therefore deduce from this that your 'lower soul' is in the BLOOD but your 'higher soul' is in the BREATH.
Other notes:
Another warning bill from BRITISH GAS - this time with a reference code of:
CMN/DCL/FINL/RMDR
Funnily enough this reminded me of DR FINLAY and the dimbo dumbo SUSAN SINCLAIR at the Prague DTO...she had apparently written for this series...not exactly provable because one can assume that whole teams of writers used to cobble together the episodes...she had also had an affair with her best friend's husband who was the Producer...he was apparently beating up his wife and used to put her in hospital...not a nice number at all...
I asked HEATHER KEMPSON about it...and she looked wearily at me...did I expect any 'better' sort of behaviour from Susan? Was I as stupid as I looked?
Other notes:
MR BROWN CAN MOO! CAN YOU? DR SEUSS
Briefly, I can remember JOHN WATERS reading this story book to me as a young child...as 'MR BROWN' but I cannot remember why at all...
Other notes:
ARE WE THERE YET?
JAN FEARNLEY
HARPERSCOLLINS BOOKS
This is a book that TOMLINSON showed me at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...it is about a cat family called TIBBLES (reminds me of TIBLIS)...who leave 'baby ERIC' behind after leaving to go on holiday to the 'grandparents'...so they have to go back and pick him up.
TOMLINSON pointed himself out as being DADDY ORANGE TOMCAT...and that 'they' as in he and RIMINGTON were not going to 'leave me behind' - I was ERIC the kitten...they were taking me along for the 'ride' i.e. the NWO ride. No escape.
If you were ILL-programmed in HARWICH the quickest way to remove the LOCKS and BLOCKS in your memory - is to firstly walk the entire beach...from Harwich to the end of Dovercourt beach, whilst the tide is out. Every pier/breakwater represented another 'partition' of the mind.
Additionally, there were the locations used for programming in the bushes, just about the peninsula promenade between Dovercourt and Harwich (next to the MOD land and WWII buildings above). If you visit all of them - that should unlock most of your memories and programming.
The BLOCK that RIMINGTON mentioned to me...which is a very large sea wall towards the end of DOVERCOURT Beach (but it is possible to get over it)...she told me 'nobody has ever got over that block before'. So why not try it? Walk around the whole lot and clamber over that seawall - just to show that it can be done.
OTHER NOTES:
I decided to put up my CHINESE TAO mirror in my righthand window overlooking WEST STREET and opposite to NUMBER 6.
I also decided to put up a small square MIRROR in the lefthand side window. That should deflect any 'negative' energy being sent at me, heh heh.
I also took RIMINGTON's upside down GLOBE - pulled it out of the metal 'grip' and put it in again - the RIGHT way up. That is now also, in the left hand window. Pride of place.
I am thinking about buying that china ISIS figure (little Bo Beep and her CROOK)...naturally I will break the crook off, before putting it on display in one of my windows. That should sent out the 'right' messages.
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I see. A simplistic device to show a child that he or she has to stay on 'one side of the brain' or else they are up for the CHOP.
What about URBACHER mineral water, brought to you in association with COCA COLA?
http://www.coca-cola-gmbh.de/markenvielfalt/index.do?brand=sodenthaler
What a sweet Polish 'doggie':
http://www.marstal.igk.pl/adrk2007/quantus-vd-urbacher-hoehe1.jpg
URBACHER:
A rather tacky coat of arms with a swan and red lion upon it:
http://www.urbacher-raeuber.de/garbage/34/349993/5126822.gif
Now MARK knew this guy very well indeed...what is his name?
http://www.motorsports-collectibles.com/album/albums/Brady%20NHRA%20people%20you%20may%20know/thumb_DSC__TF_Driver_Urs_Urbacher.JPG
http://www.urbach.de/servlet/PB/menu/1256515_l1/index.html
The URBACHER program for 'kids' - looks like a paedophile 'yachting club' stunt to me...
A guy just walked into HARWICH LIBRARY with the biggest gold sovereign ring, you have ever seen in your life to check the DVDs by my computer - one of RIMINGTON'S old mates. What made him want to crawl out of the woodwork?
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF 'HARRY POTTER':
I cycled to the big seawall near to the end of DOVERCOURT promenade after I had been to the LIBRARY. The sea was in - the tide was nearing its height...I need to check out the high/low tides...
Anyway, I realised that this was the last step...to walk down those steps to the sea lapping at the walls...and I did so at every staircase along that last length...and then turned the corner...to see one last concrete stairwell which led onto stone steps that led down to the sea...I decided to walk along the top step and back to the corner - along the concrete wall of the sea front...even though it looked slippy and rather dangerous...the water was relatively deep below me...and it was then that I flashbacked to RIMINGTON making me do this with her behind me...to the end of the steps and back...I have NEVER been frightened of the sea...it is after all SALT WATER and not like falling into a swimming pool...you are far more buoyant in brine water...my grandma Clayton couldn't swim but she had no fear of the sea...she just used to float on her back in the sea, during our seaside holidays. I guess the only reason that the sea can be scary...is when it is too cold, too rough and you are too far away from land...
RIMINGTON had then made me walk back and along the steps to the beach at the end of this promenade...SCARLETT accompanied us...
This was the final 'locking' in of all of those 'partitions' of the brain...the KEYS and the LOCKS...the barriers put up in one's mind...rather like the use of the word 'partition' in computer programming.
Other notes:
I visited another 'lock and key/quay' again today - I had done so yesterday and noticed YOGHURT POTS that had been left in the small 'clearing'...this is one of several 'in the bushes' programming sites...and they begin after the old pillarbox landmark...just as you begin to go around the peninsula from HARWICH and see the MOD land to your right...a wilderness of undergrowth, brambles and old trees...interspersed with derelict WWII concrete structures...climb up the bank and you will find them...the pathways are well-trodden into the grass and earth.
Anyway, today there was a YOGHURT spill on the promenade just before this 'yoghurt pot programming site' (somebody is helping me)...and I realised that this was one memory that I had not unlocked...this is all about YOGA and something that must have happened in INDIA...upon the ROUND THE WORLD IN 80 DAYS tour in 1980. I have no idea what happened and as I have never visited the country again, it is hard to imagine what the symbolism of the yoghurt pot...might mean...
However, the symbolic caves of A PASSAGE TO INDIA (E M FORSTER) should give me a clue...more than likely...something that had happened to us all...the un-nameable HORROR in the caves and then to be beaten up by 'cactii programmers' afterwards...rather like JERUSALEM and the labyrinthine 'monster' who guarded the CROWN JEWELS.
I do remember RIMINGTON and SCARLETT making us all lie down on 'beds of nails' like FAKIRS...and we could all do it without harm to ourselves...
FAKIRS turn up in one of the TIN-TIN books and that is when and where the memory originally came back...but I didn't think it important to note because I had no references for it...but one can see that the very idea of being a FAKER...would appeal to the ILL.
I am beginning to wonder...the CACTII ILLustrations in that bedroom of the OWL hotel...HOTEL MINERVA in Interlaken...are the two associated? Did we meet up with some OWL effigy in India?
I do not recall any INDIAN gods/goddesses being associated with owls though...my biggest impression was of GANESH the elephant god.
OWLS are mainly associated with MINERVA/ATHENA and GREECE to my mind.
Other notes:
I get it...
This is how it runs...take the most important gods/goddesses of a given country...get your programmers to dress up as them...and then programme your young mind control slaves with them...
This is what happened in Israel...we were forcefed JAHWEH (after the hubbly bubbly) and also AKHENATON (in Herod's Temple)...who were essentially programmers dressed up...
So who would be the most likely candidate in INDIA? Shiva...or KALI...
KALI - not KARLI - CARLY?
The pronunciation of the INDIAN god KALI sounds like KARLI in English.
MARK remarked upon how those who had the name KARL/KARLA were untouched by the ILL CULT...
MARK had told me that after I had done what he wanted for his film...that I should end up at the CARLTON HOTEL...in LONDON.
RIMINGTON told me that CARLTON film company/distributors was 'one of theirs' after she had shown me that public 'warning' advertisement which is often shown at the beginning of a video tape i.e with the 'demon' in hell, who brands you with his hot poker if you dare to watch a bootlegged video...
In 1980, we were made to watch ALADDIN and various other HOLLYWOOD movies that involved SINBAD (who is in Middle-Eastern dress and is made to look 'Arabic')...where SINBAD has to defeat KALI in battle...with all of her arms and swords...
So one can say that ARABIAN and INDIAN culture were meshed and merged in ILL programming.
KALI the DESTROYER...we must have been put in some sort of situation where a programmer had dressed up as this...but I do not remember...
Additionally, my dream of the ILL who kidnapped me...and it was a premonitory dream...before they actually kidnapped me, at my parents chateau in Vieilley...was of FLYING ELEPHANTS...of Indian/Tibetan mythology...the 'flying elephant' gods...and so one has to say that this dream wouldn't have come 'out of a vacuum'...but how on Earth could the programmers have dressed up as 'flying elephants'...as DUMBOS out of DISNEY essentially...the image is laughable.
Other notes:
I should mention this...although I thought it peripheral at the time...
At DARTINGTON...my erstwhile boyfriend in my third year...ALISTER BAXTER had made a new 'best friend' called KARL...who was a very repressed homosexual...he admitted it later on...but not at the time...and he HATED me, simply because ALISTER loved me, at the time...
KARL was a very sombre guy...rake-thin...usual 'zombie' ILL look...6 foot, curlish light brown hair, white-faced, bloodless...the usual 'Ashkenazim' look of those young men upon the 1980 course...he only ever wore black apart from a tightly fitting grey jumper...long black coat and pointy black shoes...
He once sat in the local pub and tried to explain to me why he was so depressed...and he was always depressed...he was an alcoholic at the time..."I have tried to save everybody...ALISTER, CAROLINE, DENISE..." he went off on a long list of people...and then he sneered at me...'YOU, you look like a SEAL-CUB just waiting to be clubbed'...and he began to taunt me viciously.
I didn't say a word, I just eyed him steadily. After a while he said 'you can't fight back, can you? - there is no fun in that'. It was a rhetorical question. He knew that I had been ILL-programmed and that I couldn't. Silence. (But not without noting every detail).
My 'front alter' looked at him...and thought: "mad' but he has enough problems without me formulating a 'put down' remark" and so I just got up and left. I was inwardly fuming but 'cool' enough to pass it off...he was just another 'fool' on his little hill.
That is why I found MARK'S remark very curious about the KARLS/KARLAS/CARL/CARLA'S of this world...
I told MARK about this particular 'Karl' whom I thought to be a waste of space...he had helped nobody (I checked it out with both CAROLINE and ALISTER)...but he carried around this 'martyred' air of a rather nasty-minded programmed slave...and he dressed and behaved like a RICHARD GILES as far as I was concerned...
MARK however, was of the opinion that ANYbody who was named KARL/KARLA would be a 'good guy/gal' in the ILL game...and it didn't matter what my particular experience of that person was...
JACQUI CARROLL liked KARL a lot...because he had shown her what she 'understood' from her working class background (her parents had been Communists who had really struggled for the true Communist ideal in Manchester and had ended up impoverished - virtually nothing of their own, towards the end of their lives)...JACQUI didn't want to end up like her parents - they had tried to form a collective to stand against ILL abuse but that particular method hadn't worked...and what she understood...she told me about:
"They' are not better than us...they try to stop us enjoying the good things in life...'they' say that we cannot have them...but we can and we will..."
She began to cry in indignation and rage as she found the words to explain it all to me - it was a deeply emotional subject for her. She wasn't going to spew Communist rhetoric at me...she was a woman and her outburst was from the heart.
Jacqui was referring to a weekend 'spree' upon a credit card that KARL had stolen...which they had then used to spend the weekend in a 5 star hotel in Torquay...and generally used the card into the ground, for about 48 hours. They never got caught and good luck to them...I could see her point at the time and I still do.
It is a far more pertinent POINT to me now - having woken up to what the ROYAL/ROCKEFELLER ILL have done to me...and from the day that I was born...sold into slavery, from the word 'go'.
Jacqui had also pointed out that KARL had especially chosen the 'richest guy' around, who had so many credit cards that he wouldn't even notice for a while...the amount of money that they had spent that weekend upon 'living it up'...he probably sniffed up his nose, in a morning. I wonder who that guy was?
JACQUI had been won over by KARL...the system was so crooked...you had to be a CROOK yourself to survive within it...
The subject of her parents was so painful...and their poverty was so painful...I had visited their Council House in Manchester...they had no money to even have the most basic condiments upon their shelves and cupboards...their kitchen was literally bare. They were honest people, trying to live on their minimal State pensions.
JACQUI was one of the most decent and honest people around...but she had been forced to be a CROOK by the ILL system within this country...
That is how it has been for so long in UK society...the ILL control and the poor try to 'make do'...yet the FRENCH changed their society radically by a 'little revolution'...so did the RUSSIANS...but the UK never quite managed it...and to their cost.
I understood JACQUI'S point then and I do now...to steal back what those have stolen from you...is NO CRIME. Not in G-d's book...only in the ILL 'book of illegal laws' The ILL prosecute you for it, according to their ILLEGAL system of abuse in the UK...never the rich...only the poor, lose in the UK 'ROYAL courts'.
You want me to show you how to create a 'credit card' thief? You want me to show you how to create a drug addict turned dealer? I can show you how.The BRITISH ROYAL CROWN specialises in producing such slaves to run their illegal businesses and contraband 'snakelines'.I mean, what is the real point of CUSTOMS in this country at all? Why not let everybody let their goods in wholesale? With no import/export taxes. The ROYALS cheat their own system - with their own logo upon it...and so why not?I suppose the point here is...that the ROYAL mafia companies bring in huge amounts of illegal drugs...armaments...whatever is necessary. Nobody is ever going to dare to 'check cases' if it has a ROYAL seal upon it. Unless they want to die very quickly.Small time dealers are picked up...just in case they might pose a threat to the ROYAL monopoly upon this 'island' base.That is the basic job of CUSTOMS in this country - to pick up OTHER mafia trades...other than those of the CROWN. Ever wondered why certain HEADS of MI5 had overtly 'working class' and 'street' backgrounds within the EAST END of LONDON? Well, now you know.
SHANA knew the whole set-up...in CHINA she told me about how she had grown up in the East End and that her father was employed by the Jews...she didn't say of which religious stream they were from...but one could see that she hated and mistrusted them...and that it was more than likely that they were Ashkenazim.
Almost as much as she hated and mistrusted the FRENCH...
...in terms of a old French 'gentleman' with many rings upon his fingers...sitting upon a table near to us in the restaurant that my US teacher friend, had chosen as a 'treat' and a retreat from China...to eat Western food...
SHANA was looking at the rings on his fingers...and I didn't think much of it...another 'repressed homosexual'...so he was French...so what?
SHANA then told me something strange...that MOST of the FRENCHMEN that she had met through her HUSBAND'S firm (he worked for a French firm in China)...had similar rings...she 'knew' and told me that this man (because of his 'rings') was typically French...he didn't look French to me...he looked ASHKENAZIM with a tan...and very aged...massive wrinkles.
I pooh-poohed the idea...I had been visiting France for years, scrutinising everybody as I travelled through Paris and so forth...knew the local inhabitants of Vieilley enough to know that this 'RINGS' idea was not a typically 'French' thing...so where had she got that idea?
...her husband's company - their business associates - the trip(s) she had had to make with her husband to FRANCE from CHINA...and she had met these 'men' with their 'rings'...
Other notes:
Tuesday morning...
After having done that walk to the end of the DOVERCOURT beach as well as having another look at that high sea wall and the other 'steps' down to the sea from the promenade...I was expecting something 'pretty big' back in terms of memories but had no idea what...
Firstly I remembered when and where RIMINGTON had made that remark about how nobody managed to get over that seawall for some reason...she was watching the graduates attempt to do it...and they were the tallest and most muscular men out of the lot...but none of them managed to climb over...only DALDRY made an attempt to run up the concrete slope to the end of it to give himself some leverage but that failed...nobody really 'tried' to do it.
I therefore imagined that this wall had been eradicated...what was on the other side of it...I walked across the 'divide' and felt something under my feet...under the stones and pebbles of the beach...it was a WHALE...a massive beached KILLER WHALE.
I then imagined the tide to have come in...and the KILLER WHALE slid out of that 'compartment' and across the divide and out into the sea.
In a flash, I realised what this programming had been all about and why we had had to watch SPIELBERG'S 'JAWS'...
This KILLER WHALE represented your DEFENCE SYSTEM within your subconscious mind...it is a deeply subconscious force which is there to protect your mind from attack. Rather like the T-CELLS of the blood and the platelets...this subconscious force works to protect the deeper levels of consciousness in your mind.
What the ILL were trying to do was to compartmentalise this force and to trap it - so that it couldn't 'chomp up' all of the ILL programming that they were putting into the various brainwave levels of your consciousness and subconscious mind.
I then remembered that we had all been terrorised by the 'white face of death' i.e. a close-up image of a KILLER WHALE - its wide open jaws and teeth...I cannot remember exactly how but it felt 'real' and so probably a 'virtual reality' scenario.
I had 'known' about this in terms of the star sign of PISCES and I remember telling ALLISON STONIER (who was a Pisces) that I had read that this star sign of the 'two fishes'...when really threatened...could turn itself into a WHALE and a KILLER WHALE at that...ALLISON jollied up at the thought...this was something that I told another PISCES - PAT ANDREW at Acorn Villages Ltd...
I then thought about the WHALE of that evil programming book used at JAYWICK PRIMARY SCHOOL...was there any connection...not really because this wasn't a KILLER WHALE...I then thought about the STAR TREK movie where they go back in time to 'save the whales'...no good either...but then I suppose that the whole movie might have sounded a little odd if KIRK and his crew had gone back in time to save two KILLER WHALES from extinction, in the future...
Anyway, once I had thought all of this through and released KILLER WHALES throughout all possible universes to get rid of ILL programming to infinity (I like to do the job properly)...I began to think of my spine as this big killer whale which had closed its jaws over my entire head and was now chomping up ALL of the ILL programming left within it...and so many images came up, thick and fast...
The most important memory that came back was from a tropical country...I saw a man...his name was PETER FINCH...he was connected to theatre/acting in England but I forget how...he was retired...
He was a thin, wiry man of medium height...with a triangular, sunburnt red face which was thin and lined...he didn't do well in the sun...with a PANAMA hat upon his head...turned down at the front...
RIMINGTON and SCARLETT had walked myself and the graduates down from the main road...which was high up...a dusty 'desert track' of a road...down through what was almost tropical jungle vegetation...to this COLONIAL house...(we were near to the sea - one could see it over the trees) and then further on to a compound under the canopy of the trees...we were then left in the 'care' of PETER FINCH...
JOHN WATERS was in contact with me throughout...this FINCH seemed perfectly innocuous...piggy blue eyes squinting in the Sun...he looked like 'any' Englishman on holiday in a foreign clime...WATERS was of a different opinion...he told me to 'blank out' immediately...i.e. 'not to be seen'...do not put out anything at all...no eye contact...no telepathic 'feelers'...just shut down...as if you are 'not there'...and so I simply stared at the ground and said nothing.
DALDRY was doing precisely the same thing...he was several steps behind the other two and myself...for the whole time...it was as if he 'wasn't there' which is why I had problems, initially, in remembering if he WAS there or not...he could 'blank out' so effectively...you just send out the 'message' that you are 'not there'...something that MR PUTIN excelled at, if he wanted to 'disappear'...
Anyway, FINCH took us to a large sort of cage...to show us his collection of SCORPIONS. They were a special variety but I forget which...at any rate, they were black and heavily armoured...much bigger than the normal 'brown' variety that you tend to see on Nature documentaries...
FINCH was telling us how he hand-reared them...he had a baby one in his hand...he asked if anybody wanted to handle it...TOMLINSON took it from him and began to stroke it with his finger...in the palm of his hand.
MARR was doing all of the talking...asking the questions...whilst FINCH was showing us around...FINCH could walk into the cage which had around 5/6 of the large 'beasties' in it...maybe more in the 'accommodation' box behind...and none of them made a move to sting him...I suppose he was 'big Daddy' to them...DADDY SCORPIO...
FINCH then threw a couple of live rats in...for us to watch...the scorpions rapidly stung them to death...
Anyway, he reached the end of this little demonstration and said:
"Any more questions?"
...and I 'knew' that whoever answered...would suffer for it...I just 'knew' it...I kept my eyes firmly upon the ground...nobody spoke...I could 'feel' MARR willing me to say 'no, Sir' but I wouldn't...we all just stood there until MARR was eventually forced to say 'no'...mainly because he was the only one who had been asking the questions in the first place and had kept up the conversation...
FINCH jumped on him...told him to stand by a pole by the caged environment...he then tied him to it - handcuffed his hands behind the pole and tied his legs to it...
We were then made to watch the most obscene display. FINCH released 3 of his 'men of war' SCORPIONS from the cage...he then gave them the signal to attack and they did...one by one...
The first one stung MARR'S shin...the second one and it is terrible but it was almost funny...it virtually leapt in the air with such ferocity and then stung him upon his left thigh. The third one followed suit.
I have no idea how FINCH had managed to train these 'creatures' to attack...but he had hand-reared them from birth...it sounds so implausible but he had managed it...even though they are of...what species...crustacean/insectoid...no idea...
MARR kept his terrified eyes upon the scorpions throughout...I would never have done that...I would have closed my eyes and repeated over and over 'I am not here, this isn't happening' or something like that...
FINCH then told MARR:
"The venom works slowly - we don't have to get you to hospital yet."
He then waited for a certain amount of time...until MARR had almost lost consciousness...before he went back into his house and returned with a hypodermic syringe...it contained the antidote...
He then left us alone...with MARR to recover...we walked back to where RIMINGTON and SCARLETT were supposed to pick us up...on the dusty road...MARR was being sick...he was too ill to stand for most of the time...
RIMINGTON was incredulous 'poor baby'...and asked SCARLETT if they should take him to hospital...SCARLETT said 'no' - he would have been given the antidote and so would probably be all right...RIMINGTON was glaring at me...she had obviously thought the same as MARR...that I would be FINCH'S chosen victim...
I wonder now about the bond between RIMINGTON and MARR...it was like mother and son...she was protective of him in a way that she wasn't to the rest of us...
I wish I could remember which country this was in...I remember FINCH pointing to some 'shanty town' style buildings in the jungle further on and saying that this is how you ended and 'and rightly so' if you disobeyed the ILLuminati cult...he was an out and out fascist/Nazi...and the most evil mind that I was to meet...as far as I can remember...
I remember DALDRY making a joke, once we had got to the top of the hill...the 'main road' out of there...the heat and the dust...he started to talk about FINCH taking his ARMY of scorpions for a walk down the main road...the image was funny...horrible but funny...the man would get arrested immediately one hoped...
Anyway, I can now see that this SCORPION programming would have been very similar to KILLER WHALE programming...in that it would have been a 'splitting off' of your natural defence systems to turn them against you...
Additionally, this must be related to the 'SCORPION' of martial arts training...i.e the deadly 'finger-jabbing' technique...
It could also be possibly related to KALI THE DESTROYER who looks a bit like a scorpion in killer mode...with all of her arms and legs...the Swastika whirling backwards...
Luckily, I seemed to have retained my SCORPION defences at DARTINGTON 1988...I wrote a line of poetry about having my 'pet scorpion by my feet' as I wrote my 'stream of consciousness' poetry out...and so I had no fear of them...I didn't want to handle a baby one but there again...they posed no threat to me...the EVIL was in FINCH'S mind...these things were just creatures which wouldn't normally attack you unless you had harmed them first...
I wonder now, about THE SIMPSONS and their character HANK SCORPIO...he doesn't look even remotely like FINCH but this was 30 years ago...hopefully FINCH died some time ago...however, perhaps somebody else replaced him...I have always wondered about this character upon THE SIMPSONS...but usually equated it with MICROSOFT...in terms of 'good conditions' for employees...I suppose that could also relate to MARK and his company...
Other notes:
I have decided to 'scale the sea wall' this morning...and wondered how I might do it...I would need help...I then thought about tying a rope from the railings upon the promenade...dangling it down over the side of the wall below...and then 'walking' up the concrete slope beside it to get onto the top of it...that would work...I couldn't possibly carry a ladder down there...and there is a lot of strong nylon 'fisherman's rope' around the corner...near to the ELECTRIC PALACE...I will use that....
I am going to do this...just in case there are more memories here that I haven't managed to get out...I will then walk around the 'point' or corner of the pier...that is around the rocks and so forth...to make sure that I have covered every base.
Other notes:
Anyway, the main idea is to REAPPROPRIATE...your KILLER WHALE...your SCORPIONS...your KILLER COBRA...whatever you might need to protect yourself from ILL attack.
Somebody had left a book out for me upon ANCIENT EGYPT and after skimming the chapter on 'religion'...I had what I needed to understand the above memories...
The Ancient Egyptians used to reappropriate what threatened them...so they would make stone effigies of COBRAS and put them outside their front door...to protect their homes...they worshipped the goddess Sequet of Scorpions...to appropriate the power of the scorpion against attack...they even had 'scorpion-charmers' who would go out to the quarries, to ensure that the workers were not threatened...
So the main idea is to take back in the KILLER WHALE/SCORPIONS/COBRA(or any other type of snake)...and to turn them outwards...to defend you from ILL attack.
I downloaded a visualisation of 'wolves' who protect your mind...and referenced it some while back...WOLVES are not enough...you need the whole lot back into your mind...to provide an effective defence.
Other notes:
I began to think again of SNAKES...I have already noted how we were made to see our 'I' as a snake or worm, to be discarded...out of our heads.
I then thought of the 'snake' that I had let lose from LONDON ZOO in 1979/80.
This large snake had hit the glass with such ferocity when it saw 'PETER' from my team, that we were relatively surprised that the thick glass hadn't broken...I have no idea why...perhaps it had picked up that PETER hated animals/any sort of creature...PETER had been inhumanely cruel to the Army guard dog at Fort Monckton.
Anyway, RIMINGTON had told me to 'talk to the snake' and to find out what it was thinking...which I did...left alone in the reptile house...it told me that it wanted to go home...back to BRAZIL...and so I opened the small wooden slat where its food bowls were pushed in...and this massive 'beast' slithered out...
RIMINGTON found the whole thing hilarious...she repeated the story to everybody upon the course...she imagined that the snake would now be terrorising somebody in a suburban garden.
Thinking about it now...that was no ordinary 'snake'...I was communicating with a fragment of a human being's soul...the ILL had been 'soul-trapping' again...and this 'human soul' had been trapped in this terrible existence...in a cage, in LONDON ZOO reptile house.
The oddest thing about all of this is that I 'know' where the snake went...and it managed to get back to BRAZIL...it sounds insane but it is true...
It had the 'soul/mind' of a human being...it was 'clever'...it took months to get down the country...to DOVER in the end...it couldn't get to the LONDON DOCKS...it would have been spotted...it had to go the 'country route'...and then found a large truck...slide up the side of it and under the tarpaulin...
The actual sea voyage took so many weeks...far too long for the snake to survive without eating...one night, it came out of the truck...and it killed a man...a solitary worker who had come down to check the cargo in the hold...it then drank his blood...it couldn't 'swallow' him...
Finally in BRAZIL...the snake managed to escape the cargoload...and was shot at but survived...it crawled away into the bushes...it then made its way 'home'...
'Home' was a colonial-style palatial house...it wound its way through the garden and revealed itself to a middle-aged woman upon the verandah...the SAME woman...who had been in my dream of South America...she had similar looks to that actress ELEANOR BRON, except that her hair was brown and not black...and her skin colour was much darker...she looked Spanish...I knew that she was of Spanish origins...
Anyway, the woman 'knew' that the snake had come to her for a reason...she 'knew' about this type of magic...she knew about 'soul-trapping'...I have no idea why the snake wanted to contact her...maybe this 'soul-fragment' was part of her...and it was simply making its way back to her...at any rate, the contact was made. I know this is important but have no idea why.
Looking back upon this 'snake story' it sounds so implausible as to be utterly crazy...all I can do is to relate the images that I have seen...I have no idea if it really happened or not.
Other notes:
I think that this relates to the large yellow and black diamond snake that turned up in my parents' garden in Vieilley. Everybody thought that I was making it up, the fact that I had seen it slither in the grass, right by me...until they all saw it and were terrified. The colours YELLOW and BLACK are Nature's way of saying 'keep away'...like Bumble Bees...but this snake was apparently harmless...as the French neighbours were to tell us...they used to be common in the Franche Comte until a couple of decades ago...then they all disappeared...however the children used to play with them when they were around...wind them around their forearms and so forth...none of the neighbours had ever seen one that big before though...it was a rare sight.
Was this snake coming back to me, for a reason?
Other notes:
MARK at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...he had a funny code for nationalities...but I have no idea of the significance of it...if any...
Look at the endings of a given 'nationality' adjective:
EGYPTIAN, RUSSIAN - IAN
ENGLISH, POLISH, IRISH - ISH
AMERICAN, MEXICAN, AFRICAN - CAN
GERMAN - MAN
CHINESE, JAPANESE - ESE
Then the odd ones like PAKI-STANI...DUT-CH...SWI-SS...ISRAE-LI...FREN-CH..TIBE-TAN...NEW ZEALAND-ER...SINGAPOR-EAN...
I remember him saying 'those who CAN, do'...
Other notes:
I am adding these, having got to the LIBRARY…after having successfully used a rope that I ‘borrowed’ from the ‘fisherman’s pile’ near to the ELECTRIC PALACE…and then used to get over the slippery, seaweed seawall…and then continued to walk over the wooden partitions and around the corner…over the ‘foot which trips you up’…as RIMINGTON was to call the concrete ‘foot’ that comes out of the wall just before the corner…
I then realised that the black rock island at the end of the ‘walkway’ that comes off this corner…was the ‘island’ that we had been made to swim to…(in previous notes)…in the dark…it was supposed to be an ‘end of the world’ scenario, for some reason…
I then walked all the way round to the beach…and came back on the promenade to meet a couple with two Bassethounds…the dogs of my youth…we had two Bassetthounds for most of my teenage years…RIMINGTON was to murder my Bassetthound…
Anyway, the couple asked me if I was had cycled over from HOLLAND for some reason and then told me that their dogs were 9 years old…sisters…called ROSE and MOLLY…they pointed out that one of them had managed to pull out some of her claws…horrible…how would a dog manage to do that? The other dog had bladder problems and was on tablets. I suspected something was afoot and to do with my own programming…I had been codenamed a MOLLY and also a ROSE…this was therefore another contrived ILL threat.
I then thought about walking out to the LIGHTHOUSE…changed my mind because the tide was coming in too fast…and also…realised that this would be like reinforcing programming…TO THE LIGHTHOUSE was an age-old threat of ECT…something that Virginia Woolf knew only too well…she even named her famous novel after this evil programming command…
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF 'HARRY POTTER':
Coming back from HARWICH - I realised (and was told) that I had technically finished the entire ILL game. Over and done with. Now I had to simply wait for my money. What a relief. That was the last 'big' thing...the last big hurdle to get over...JAWS/SCORPION programming.
I cycled round to the GOLLIWOG'S house because a suspicious guy got out of a SKODA, with red letter heading upon a sheet of paper on his clipboard...he was hanging around outside EAGLE HOUSE...I didn't want to be bothered with any 'officialdom'...fearing the worst...that this guy might be something to do with COMPASS...as it turns out...he wasn't...EON Energy company...
So I went for a cycle ended up outside GOLLIWOG'S house and met a couple who seemed familiar...I had met them with RIMINGTON a few years earlier but under mind control - they all 'knew' RIMINGTON but had been programmed to go onto the 'other side of the mirror' almost upon sight of her, unless she approached them - it was as if she was 'invisible' otherwise...
The couple had a large SPOTTY dog called DIOR...the guy asked me if I knew how to 'get in' as I patrolled the walled house...I said 'no'...he said that he wanted to 'get in' too...he then asked me if I knew the people...I said no...I made up a story about how I had heard it was for sale but as there was no 'for sale' notice up...I wasn't sure what to do...and that was pretty much that...
Why would anybody want to 'get in' to that place? I already know precisely what the interior looked like...it was the people and what they were doing which was important...
Anyway, there was a light on in the backroom as per usual (where the 'deals' take place)...a naked lightbulb...but the curtains didn't appear to be drawn as per usual, underneath...but I could only see the top of the window...
So what is going on in there?
Other notes:
I can remember meeting one of the main (ex) drug dealers around HARWICH...as part of a large movement against the ILL CULT...they were sick of it...they wanted to clean up the place...this was during the period when the 'MARINES' got me and reprogrammed me...there seemed to be a lot of people around who were willing to help...including lawyers...
Anyway, I remember an odd snippet of conversation with him...I was staring at a guy (whom I have just seen walking across CHURCH ROAD just now)...who had a particularly 'chic' and trendy jumper on, at the weekend, heading for the MARINERS PUB...the type that my mother would buy...in large green and was it pink or orange stripes...I forget...but one could see that it was a 'class act'...highly expensive...anyway, the ex-drug dealer said to me 'don't bother, he doesn't fancy you'...
I was really affronted...I didn't fancy the guy upon the street, one bit...and the very idea that this man had aired his opinion of me when I didn't even know him...made me coldly furious...as if I were some 'piece of meat'...as though he had been offered me, on a platter...without my knowledge...'I don't fancy that' sort of thing...as if I were a bit of cold meat...just another mind control 'sex slave'.
I regained my cool and retorted:
"I don't fancy him either but he has good taste in jumpers - I'll give that to him."
The ex-drug dealer laughed and said 'I don't know why but I like your sense of humour'.
I appeared to have said, what I said, in a humorous way. I was very 'dry' about it all...the old 'shark' coming out in me...despite keeping my tone of voice, light and buoyant.
Naturally, those who wanted to stay un-noticed...ended up wearing black/grey etc...and we then exchanged a few words about that one...
It is funny...but clothes really do 'make a person'...clothes maketh the man...I bet that guy always 'pulled' in that jumper...or got the girls to talk to him, at any rate...and I seem to remember somebody saying just that...it was the sole reason why he wore it, to go down the pub.
Anyway, I also began to remember that the big reason for getting back the HARRY POTTER money was so that these lawyers who had great experience of working with charities and in the charity sector...could put it to GOOD use in the UK...and I was very happy with that one...a team of people who could do good with it...who would know the right charities...and that you weren't just paying a fat cat(s) at the top of an organisation...
I mean, it would be terrible for the money to go to OXFAM or to RIMINGTON'S 'rent a granny in India' scam...
I remember OXFAM in OXFORD...its headquarters...whilst I was working as a TEFL teacher there and desperate to get out of EFL teaching and into a 'charity sector' job...and so I kept on applying for jobs at OXFAM...I kept writing to them but even the normal ploy didn't work i.e. write to them and request an appointment...without stating a specific purpose (that normally gets you a foot in the door and has never failed to work, in my experience)...when I rang the bell a few times...nobody answered...
I then tried ringing them up...and basically got the same type of very rude response that I had got from the SOUTH BANK administration...the person upon the other end of the line...would give me NO information at all...'it is all in our brochures - look in our shop' sort of thing...'you don't get an iota more from us, in terms of information about our organisation'...was what I was basically told by several people, after I had tried to probe...because the first call had amused the 'monkey' in me so much...that I kept trying...rather like SUE WHALLEY...my curiosity had been aroused...something was very WRONG with this organisation but what...and so I tried phoning them up 3 times and got different people each time (and the rude and defensive response was the same, despite doing my mother's best 'Oxford' accent)...to no avail.
Whatever I tried...I literally couldn't get a foot in the door.
To cap it all...an expensive (for me, although it cost around a tenner) teapot that I had bought in the OXFAM shop upon the HIGH STREET ( a stone's throw away from OXFAM HQ) - was one of the MAIN items that RIMINGTON wanted me to have in this flat - she had especially packed it - with my mother - to be a programming article in this flat...
This OXFAM branch was in SUMMERTOWN the 'poshest' district' in North OXFORD (I will have to check the spelling), where I had found the cheapest bedsit possible...(I felt so lucky)...the main supermarket was also SOMERFIELDS (as in HARWICH - odd that, no?)...upon this HIGH STREET...and I bought most of my food there. The Co-op was also on that HIGH STREET but such a tiny supermarket as to be not much competition...their only plus point was that they opened until about 11pm, way after SOMERFIELDS had closed. Unlike HARWICH in that respect but still the two main supermarkets, ruling the roost in the 'main areas' that I suppose, BRITISH INTELLIGENCE was trying to control....by what I can now see as SUPERMARKET programming...
One now has to ask...if the most wealthy people who have cars and the time to go to TESCOS...do so...mind control programming only works upon those who are in HARWICH (whatever area in general) and upon the POOR...
However, I haven't been to the 'general' TESCOS in IPSWICH for a long time...and maybe there are programming objects left out there...we will have to see...
Anyway, the teapot was INDIAN...and it had an 5 pointed blue lotus on the top of this white china object...I have had it in my flat for some while now...and under the 'light' that I have turned upwards in the kitchen...
This light either points directly downwards to spotlight something underneath it or directly upwards...the location of this light is right by the sink...no reason for anybody to place it there at all because it has no 'useful' purpose...
So why did I put this 5-PETALLED LOTUS teapot underneath it?
Why did I then turn the light to point towards the CEILING and not down onto the TEAPOT?
I mistakenly typed TEAPORT for some reason...and corrected myself...is this leading back to COLONIAL families who were involved in the CLIPPER trade? Those who are now affecting the pose, of FAIRTRADE via MI6 operatives? That TEA CLIPPER symbol is rather a giveaway of the SLAVERY cult...
I have yet to work that one out...
Other notes:
Another 'oddity' is why my father carefully 'saved' a bottle of TURNER ROAD wine for himself after opening it - he liked it so much that after tasting it...he took it away from the dinner table...you could have another wine but not that one...
Now this is one of the cheapest wines out...and I have noted that it was very odd behaviour for him...
it had come in a 'wine case' from a SUNDAY TIMES offer...and he hadn't tried it before...he tends to chose the FRENCH wines that he knows...he doesn't much, if anything about other nationality wines...
I have a bottle of this wine:
TURNER ROAD
SAUVIGNON SEMILLON
USA WINE
Bottled by Constellation Europe, BS14 OJZ, UK
l82611
12:47:53
BARCODE: 5 010186 015496
It has a black/gold label with an ORANGE/RED humming bird (I have no idea what it really is) as a 'logo' upon the bottle.
I wonder now...if this HUMMING BIRD of ORANGE/RED was supposed to be my programmer in terms of taking my 'pollen'?
In retrospect...it appeared that my father suddenly realised that he had 'made a mistake' and removed this bottle swiftly from the table...I wasn't allowed to look at it.
Other notes:
What about SHARON? I didn't want to laugh at his ORTHODOX beliefs when he told me devoutly that he gave his sperm to G-d...even though all I could see was the Head of the MOSSAD in his mind...
The humming bird of azure...that had come down above his head as he said his prayers...now, what was that all about?
The humming bird was a simple image upon the many 'Nature documentaries' that RIMINGTON and SCARLETT made us watch at POWERGEN...all part of BIRDS AND BEES programming...as well as our 'animal alters'...the humming bird sucked out your HONEY...and that could mean anything from 'brain fluid', pineal gland 'noble gas', sperm, eggs...whatever the ILL could lay their hands on and sell for a profit.
Other notes:
I haven't got to the bottom of this yet...it is the division between knowing that so many birds are microchipped and radio-controlled...and the fact that fragmented SOULS are real, they exist in our planet's atmosphere and do possibly enter into birds...meaning that some BIRDS are free and independents (with or without a fragment of a human 'lower soul' attached)...whilst others are simply microchipped and controlled as one would control a toy plane...
TOMLINSON had agreed with me upon that one...it was a possibility...whereas the HEAD of the MOSSAD had not...'they are all microchipped'...in terms of the 'birds' that have been laying out a trail for me...showing me where to go...
I know for a FACT that the SATANISTS knew that it was possible to put at least a fragment of a human soul into a bird or an animal...the RA MASONS know this...and they certainly know about it in HARWICH...hence the horror surrounding what happens in the upper room of THE BILLY.
They know that they can do it - they know that it is possible. You just send somebody into a NDE i.e. they are clinically dead - and then somebody like TOMLINSON can direct/command that soul to enter an animal/bird...whatever. You then revive the person who was...clinically 'dead'. You have a matter of minutes to do so or brain damage might result.
How do you STOP this practice? Simply by AWARENESS. No other word for it...somebody, at some point...has to write a book about it.
I have no chance to do that...I do not have the 'insider knowledge' but more importantly, I do not have any money at all...about £20 which will last me another couple of days...and then that is it.
All I can do is to put this information up upon the INTERNET.
Other notes:
So what does TOMLINSON want me to do for SPIELBERG/MARK ROCKEFELLER'S film? He programmed me to face a 'court trial' where I am apparently decried for being a 'prostitute'...what a laugh...I have never CONSCIOUSLY prostituted myself and in my entire life. Whereas they were both PROSTITUTES from the word GO. TOMLINSON and RIMINGTON both AGREED to be prostitutes...but they are both so ashamed and mortally embarassed of that FACT, now...that they think that calling me one, will somehow make THEIR pain and their guilt and their low self-esteem go away.
It won't.
You will still be left with it - so why not give up trying?
IF the ILL do actually manage to get a COURT SUMMONS...I will not go...if they do actually manage to get enough ILL Police officers to arrest me and to frogmarch me into a court room...
You want me to act out that 'film role' of the cool and funny 'transvestite' in that HOLLYWOOD movie (referenced in another post - this was TOMLINSON'S idea of a 'good' role - obviously one that he would have liked to play himself)...I will NOT go or at any rate - even if I got frogmarched there - then I will simply sit there with my lips sealed as if I had been struck DUMB.
Nobody will be able to force one single word out of me. Absolutely NOBODY. So much for your sick, little film - SPIELBERG/ROCKEFELLERS.
I am looking down upon ALL of you. I do not have to give one more single word, in terms of explaining what I have done or why I have done it.
YOU...the ILL...have to explain to ME...what you have done...and try to justify YOURSELVES. No other way is now possible.
YOU are in the DOCK and not me.
YOU are to be assessed and JUDGED - not me.
Other notes:
What about YOU...PRIME MINISTER PUTIN...you have been watching from the sidelines for so long...tell us ALL, what is your next move in relation to my health, wealth and safe- being?
Are you really 'ONE OF THEM' as REV MOON states...or do you really have some 'human' feelings...or are you just another 'android' of the NWO army of f***ing robots.
We shall see, eh?
I personally do NOT now believe that you had sent me ANY money at all via SUSAN SINCLAIR...that was a LIE wasn't it?
Why would you send it via SLAVES who were people that you KNEW were the most distrustworthy of the lot?
TOMLINSON/RIMINGTON/MILIBAND/SINCLAIR...you must have KNOWN that any money sent via that route would have had NO hope of getting to me at all. What you told me was therefore a LIE.
I thought MARR was supposed to be your 'slave'? So why hasn't he organised anything for me yet? How much power do you really have over ANY of these people? None at all?
All I can deduce is that your alliance with the CIA gives you clout abroad but not much else. It is the CIA who are really still ruling the roost in this country. Your 'dogs' like MILIBAND and TOMLINSON do not follow your orders anymore. MILIBAND has always followed the ILL part of the MOSSAD. RIMINGTON and ELIZA MANNINGHAM-BULLER along with MARR, have consistently plotted to murder you.
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Early WEDNESDAY morning...
I began to read the HORSE AND HIS BOY - C S LEWIS...last night and I read the last few pages first...they had been specifically marked and in a RIMINGTON-style way...
I remembered JOHN WATERS in his 'Egyptian house in Blackheath...he had read this book to me as a small child...he had reached the ending and it wasn't much of an ending as far as I was concerned...the style was not 'proper'...the tone of the writing peculiar...off-hand...as if the author was sick and tired of the whole saga and had quickly scribbled the last couple of pages, off the cuff.
I 'felt' this authorial change of tone at the end of the book...
'How do you like the story?'...I told him that I didn't like the ending at all...it was 'wrong'.
He then said:
"Don't you get it?"
I replied that I didn't get it at all.
"It means that you are the QUEEN of RUSSIA."
I put my arms around his neck and drew myself up to his ear-hole and whispered very quietly into it:
"What if I don't want to be the Queen of Russia?"
"Don't be silly." He picked me up (he had been sitting on one of his large armchairs) and then put me down on the floor...but I could see that he felt sorry for me.
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Looking at the very basic geographical map at the beginning of this book, you have a basic route mapped out from the CITY of TASHBAAN...across the desert and to the mountains...whereupon, you can either go LEFT to NARNIA or RIGHT to ARCHENLAND.
You begin this journey from the TOMBS OF TASHBAAN and there is an ILLustration of these tombs within the book. They are described as BEEHIVES but look more like the 'upright tombs' of the YEZIDI in EASTERN TURKEY.
I began to realise what was in C S LEWIS' mind, whilst thinking up this imaginary landscape.
The book says that this journey is all about going straight up NORTH but in fact, it is all about travelling EAST.
I made it out of MI6 programming by going 'sideways' according to that strange dream (already recounted) of crawling out of an 'invisible space' sideways upon CHARING CROSS station and then being accosted by a bowler-hatted gent who exclaimed 'you are the first person to escape from MI6 programming - sideways' he added...'sideways' means to the EAST...I had kept my sense of perspective, somehow...
You leave ISTANBUL...go EAST...you get to the YEZIDI 'beehive tombs' upon the outskirts of Turkey...you then continue EAST across the desert and through a mountain gorge...(I began to remember this journey from 1980 - on a coach into the middle of 'nowhere' - I was sitting by KATHLEEN - the road was too bumpy to sleep and I was so tired - I really couldn't stand it)...and then you can see MT PIRE to your left on the map but not in real terms (this is the 'devil's horns' of Slovakia)...'in a twinkling of an eye'...you have gone 1000s of miles (by plane probably) and in front of you, is that strangely shaped mountain in TIBET..and then you have a choice between LEFT - RUSSIA is to the left and NORTH KOREA is to the right...
NORTH KOREA is the KINGDOM OF ARCHENLAND...ruled by KING LUNE...REV MOON.
This is an approximation of a 'mental map'...of the relationship between TURKEY, RUSSIA and NORTH KOREA.
TURKEY = TASHBAAN
RUSSIA = NARNIA
NORTH KOREA = ARCHENLAND
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Read about the NARNIAN 'court' which has arrived in TASHBAAN with QUEEN SUSAN...in their entourage they have a talking RAVEN called SALLOWPAD.
I immediately read SALO - PAED. (SALOME also came up - a big ILL cult figure - sometimes conflated with the MAGDALENE).
I thought of RAVENNA, the lawyer of HERTZL. I thought of SALO - the film and the real event in WWII.
The RAVEN tells the NARNIANS that NESTS must come before EGGS.
Suddenly it all began to fall into place...
NESTING-EMILY...that website that RIMINGTON had had created for me...whilst attempting to reprogramme me as 'her daughter'.
RUSSIAN NESTING DOLLS - this is all about the ILL CULT'S putting 'cuckoos' into other people's 'nests'.
RUSSIAN DOLLS - I remember PUTIN telling everybody in Israel 1980 - that I looked just like a RUSSIAN DOLL...chubby, with long brown hair and red cheeks - I looked typically Russian to him, whilst the other young women on the course were nearly all blonde, with no colouring to their cheeks.
RUSSIAN dolls tell 'generational' stories - the line of descent - of the women, generations back...I bought one of RUSSIAN PRESIDENTS in Poland...a joke 'doll'...you pulled each doll apart to find a smaller doll which had the face and body of a former PRESIDENT of RUSSIA...oddly enough, KRUSCHYEV (?spelling) was missing from this 'generational' line. I asked around as to why this was so - no answers.
TOMLINSON asking me for names of good potential 'surrogate mothers'.
HELEN RODWAY-WILLIAMS on the telephone to me a few years ago - she had said something peculiar about her first son IYRAH: "he is a GIFT"...she sounded awkward when she said it...I could tell from the tone of her voice that something was very wrong...no 'bonding' there.
The ILL CULT had used me as a QUEEN BEE...they had put my 'eggs' into so many other people's 'nests'. The Queen Bee lays HER eggs in all of the 'nests' - no worker bee is allowed to do so.
That is what the ILL CULT do...they then abuse these children into the ground, as their 'slaves'.
I had 'known' this when I first began to wake up...at that SPRING SOLSTICE and I wrote about it in symbolic form: WHO ARE THE BEEKEEPERS? Who controls the HIVES?
I wonder now...I have the POWER of a QUEEN BEE...and the QUEEN BEE radios out to her HIVE...she is the centrifugal force within the whole system...she 'guides' them all back to the hive...
So I appear to have used this POWER to direct the BEES to 'swarm'...to find out where the BEEKEEPERS are and to sting them to death. They will NOT steal our 'honey' anymore.
Other notes:
I have read the ending of this book...where ARAVIS marries KING CORR...but only got halfway in reading the rest of the book...
More came back...JOHN WATERS telling me that I was ARAVIS...he was referring to an ILL marriage between the RUSSIANS and the TURKS for some reason...and I had been put upon the TURKISH team...
Would that mean that I had been put down on a list as a KHAZAR/ASHKENAZIM rather than an northern RUSSIAN 'proper'?...JOHN WATERS had no idea of my Sephardic line of descent until I was 25 years old...
But then...perhaps I wasn't my father's daughter...perhaps I really was JOHN WATERS' daughter...and RIMINGTON'S...how bizarre...perhaps I was a 'cuckoo' in the nest...yet I still do not see where I got so much of my father and mother, in terms of genetic 'looks'.
Anyway, I can now understand what MR PUTIN was up to when he had his doctor syringe out one of my ovaries, in Hotelu Asystencki. My eggs were to be 'planted' in other 'nests'.
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Additionally, I remember this book being used at POWERGEN in 1980...because I can remember SHANA particularly loving it...she had loved it as a child...whereas I hadn't liked it at all...
This book is the heart of it all...the 'heart' of the series...it is the ORANGE book in the middle of the original series...rather like the GREEN book was the 'heart' of the 'GREAT LOVES' Penguin series...
Let me think...that book was symbolic of a the RADIO-CHIP that was put into all ILL SLAVES...and so the NARNIA series would have been symbolic of an earlier RADIO-CHIP. Both had been colour-coded. The ORANGE book would have had great power over the ILL SLAVES - just as the GREEN book was to do - as I found out recently - upon the local Police. No wonder it was never in our house whilst I was growing up...the other books were around the place but NOT this one.
I seem to remember seeing this old 'orange' book now...in the black leather briefcase of my father...in ST AUSTELL ROAD...he carried it around with him...in case he got into 'trouble'. It was his 'get out of jail free' card...just as the GREEN book was to be mine.
I remember 'yelling' at the ILL in my earlier posts...as I was to do to DALDRY in Prague 1995...NO MORE GET OUT OF JAIL FREE CARDS! NO MORE 'PASS GO' AND COLLECT £200 POUNDS...referring to the old MONOPOLY gameboard. So these books constituted your 'get out of jail' free card...so which books represented 'pass go' and collect £200?
Other notes:
BONGO, BINGO, PASS GO...
I was thinking again about my cousin PASCAL yesterday and realised that this name is also the name of a computer script PASCAL...PAS-CAL...the French connection again...
PASCOE...I remember MARK talking about STEVE COE for some reason but cannot remember why...
14 ST BERNARDS ROAD - MR COVE who lived next door to us...went 'mad'...he was a solicitor who had stolen millions of pounds from his clients but couldn't/wouldn't tell anybody where the money had gone...he got a stiff jail sentence but was then let out after about 6 months for 'good behaviour'...funnily enough, the couple who lived there before the COVES...the husband also went mad...he went really crazy and had to be locked up for a while - MR COE as far as I can remember...I remember my father telling us that he had heard a gunshot the night before and he wondered if this man had shot his wife Peggy...I cannot remember...Peggy moved up the road eventually...and her husband got let out...but he would never let her have any money...my mother told me that he would come home with 'two eggs' in his pocket and cook them for his supper, whilst she starved...
I have been thinking about the BECS for some time now but not found anything yet...BEC is another ILL code for something...KOBEC...or KOLBEC...I relate it to eastern European surnames...
COE...you can have JELLICOE from that...
The COVE children were about Ed's age...and the young boy was over 6 foot whilst he was at JUNIOR SCHOOL...my mother said that it was a case of 'giantism'...and that JANE COVE was worried that he might never stop growing...he looked a pleasant kid...normal in every other respect - he simply looked like a very thin, red-headed 18 year old boy...he did stop growing in the end.
I suspect something in the nature of the ROYAL GENOME project going on here...at any rate, the COES/COVES seemed to be even more abused as ILL families, than my own.
I can now remember RIMINGTON looking at my breasts - whilst in that hotel room upon THE PLAINS, TOTNES and saying 'that was a mistake'...she was referring to my being injected with some form of 'growth hormone' at 16 years old - TOMLINSON had requested it - I went from a C cup to a double DD...but then lost a lot of weight and so my breasts began to sag. The bane of my life.
A very sinister couple lived on the other side of us at 14 Saint Bernards Road...the man was such a predator...but luckily we didn't see much of them...as far as I can recall. The wife was much older than him and a midwife/nurse. They had a child - even though the woman looked too old to have one and I cannot remember seeing her 'pregnant' - the child was disabled in some way and had to go to a 'special school'.
Other notes:
So what is the book that represents 'pass go -collect £200'...the only other book I can remember being 'shown' in Public was SECRET AGENT by CONRAD...what was that supposed to trigger?
That BRITISH INTELLIGENCE young team upon Eurostar used it on me, by placing it upon the table in front of me...maybe it was to make me 'switch' into a 'secret agent' alter...I didn't...it made me want to escape, in any way that I could...so I suppose that it had 'woken me up' a little, to the danger that I was in.
How would a PASSGO book operate? You couldn't exactly take it into a BANK and slap it down on the counter...or use it in a cashpoint machine...
Maybe you just had to walk into the CO-OP...show somebody the book...they would say 'come into the backroom' and hand over the money...who knows? I am sure that DALDRY knows...which was why I was shouting at him, in Prague...
At any rate, I can be assured that I will not have this book in my posession but will have seen it in 1980...because the ILL would have conditioned you to 'hand over the money' if you were shown it.
I need to 'wake up' to that one then...I need money fast.
Wait a minute...SUPERDRUG had a 'sale' on - and were selling a book collection...which I immediately bought...because it was so cheap...isn't that odd? I had found this book collection in SUPERDRUG...since when did they ever sell BOOKS?
Anyway, it was of all the old children's books - used for programming in my youth:
10 CLASSIC STORIES COLLECTION
WORDSWORTH CLASSICS
ISBN 1 84022 0546
9 781840 220544
It is still in its cellophane wrapper - I never even bothered to open it and look at the books...but they are all COLOUR-CODED spines...
There are two books in the middle:
THE SECRET GARDEN
THE JUNGLE BOOK
So what shall I do now...go around HARWICH waving them at people, to test this theory out?
Here is the original order:
KIDNAPPED
ROBIN HOOD
BLACK BEAUTY
ANNE OF GREEN GABLES
THE SECRET GARDEN
THE JUNGLE BOOK
ALICE IN WONDERLAND
LITTLE WOMEN
THE RAILWAY CHILDREN
TREASURE ISLAND
Maybe it is the 'treasure island' that works...who knows...
I remember with the GREAT LOVES Penguin collection...that I had to rearrange the books in order to find the GREEN one in the middle...but I do not know which one is the 'passgo' one - what if I just waved the whole case of them around at people...would that work?
It is a funny thing but whilst in the library...I was logging onto www.stellarimington.blogspot.com...upon which I have a large colour photograph of the GREAT LOVES Penguin collection and that immediately alerted the attention of the guy sitting beside me...he kept taking rapid looks at it...as if it worried him...I 'knew' him from somewhere...
Having open this 'case' of books...I looked through the ILLustrations and the only one which said 'give me your money' to me was ROBIN HOOD...an obvious one. It has a dark GREEN spine to it.
I wonder about this book now...maybe there is a pin code hidden in it somewhere...the ISBN number...who knows what 'works' about this book?
Looking through the book I came across the ILLustration upon P99...and recognised it from somewhere...then TOMLINSON...saying that this was their 'money tree'...it looks like a tarot card design of the KING OF COINS...there are large circles upon this Y of an old, gnarled tree...the caption to this ILLustration is:
'Tis a fearsome place, as I ha' heard tell'...and I seem to remember DALDRY saying that in response to something...this must have been a coded exchange...
This all fits...of course, the ILL would see themselves as ROBIN HOOD and his men...helping the CRUSADER KING RICHARD to regain his throne again...the TEMPLAR CRUSADER KNIGHTS...except that this lot are DEMONIC and so steal from the POOR to give to the RICH...or to keep it all for themselves.
So who do I show this book to...and this ILLustration..or is it just the caption that works upon somebody...if I said this to the Turkish shop owner in relation to his tourist books on TURKEY would he hand over the RA CULT money?
I could try it out in an email to my father...but in relation to what...it is hard to get into into any conversation...
DAD,
I am ashamed of you - that you haven't given me enough money to survive - and that you have consistently kept back the £20,000 inheritance that you gave to all of my siblings. Neither have you reimbursed me for the Swiss heirlooms, that mother still keeps in her possession. Do you really want me to end upon in JAIL because of your meanness and downright criminality in relation to my money?
EMILY
"Tis a fearsome place, as I ha' heard tell."
(ROBIN HOOD - Wordsworth Classics)
Of course, he might use this as further evidence of my growing 'insanity' and will accuse me of BLACKMAIL - maybe I should address it to my mother instead but she rarely checks her emails. I could try it on both of them - why not?
Perhaps I should add a photo of the book itself into the email - if possible - because it appears to be the ILLustration that really works upon ILL slaves - more so than anything else, in relation to THE EATEN HEART.
Other notes:
On the other hand...THE SECRET GARDEN or THE JUNGLE BOOK might easily work...JOHN WATERS says 'try the JUNGLE BOOK'..this has an ILLustration upon the front of the BLACK PANTHER...except that it looks more like a CAT'S EYE programmer...this must be a very intimidating image to an ILL SLAVE...
The SECRET GARDEN simply has a girl in a walled garden in it...I do not see how this could relate to anything but 'stored up memories' behind brick walls.
So I will try THE JUNGLE BOOK too.
So what am I going to do with these two books in HARWICH?
MARK and RIMINGTON were connected to the HSBC...I saw RIMINGTON coming out of either there or the FLOWER SHOP next door, recently...and MARK had access to the CCTV within the HSBC (as I have already related)...
I can remember now that whilst reprogramming me in HARWICH...RIMINGTON had taken me into BARCLAYS BANK and pointed out that old poster of a woman clutching a large brown bag of shopping...she has on a light brown jacket with large dark brown buttons...just like my GAP one...which my mother bought for me, about 5 years ago or more...whilst I was living in Ispwich and so about 7 years ago...I wore it whilst I was in ISRAEL...
Anyway, RIMINGTON pointed out that poster and said 'that is you, carrying around your programming'...
The poster has slightly changed recently...there is no long a 'French stick' of bread coming out of the bag and vegetables...now there are some ORANGE IRISES and a GREEN PLANT...
RIMINGTON was running one of the bank managers in there...and took me into one of those interview cubicles to meet this person...I cannot remember who they were...
Other notes:
I had a really nasty dream last night...that I had met the QUEEN OF THE WITCHES and that was SUSAN BASSNETT...she was telling me that I had had SO much money out of the ILL already and that I was SO greedy to ask for anymore...quite unbelievably, that evil woman was trying to make me feel 'guilty'.
I haven't mentioned this before...but I had a video sequence of BASSNETT and KUHICZAK...somebody had sent me it...they were having an affair...in BASSNETT'S house...where KUHICZAK and his wife were staying...BASSNETT was laughing after the sex act...saying 'I like it dirty sometimes' to KUHICZAK...and so these two, were in cahoots and from the beginning.
BASSNETT rose so steeply and so fast within WARWICK UNIVERSITY...she and KUHICZAK began to set up their tiny Centre from scratch and then suddenly she had become the VICE-CHANCELLOR of the entire university...maybe she is even higher now...I haven't checked recently.
I therefore found it very odd...and so did the students upon my WARWICK course at that Centre...that SUSAN BASSNETT had a tiny cottage in the country...which was a complete mess - of her papers and books stacked everywhere...they had all been invited for a PARTY there and came back saying that the 'cake' that she had baked for the occasion, was virtually inedible...I declined to go.
So where did BASSNETT fit her four children and husband into this tiny space...along with KUHICZAK and his wife?
I remember BETH'S tiny hovel in PRAGUE which had ALL of her papers and books, everywhere...to prove that she was such an 'academic'...
One can guess that these places are for 'show' then...to say 'I am a hardworking and long-suffering academic' on very low pay...rather like the ROYALS in BUCKINGHAM PALACE not wanting to put the heating on...it is all for 'show'.
I wonder now about the hierarchy at WARWICK...was COLLIE controlling BASSNETT or vice versa? It appears to be the case that BASSNETT was more powerful in the ILL cult...
After the 'break-in' to COLLIE'S office...COLLIE had to move into BASSNETT'S office and she was to tell me that this arrangement (sharing an office) was 'very difficult as you might imagine'...no, I couldn't imagine but I had no idea what 'relationship' between the two of them was...they all pretended to be 'such good friends' at that Centre...
ELIZA MANNINGHAM-BULLER had arranged that 'break-in' with my help...and all of the electrical equipment had gone missing...
So what was BULLER up to? She appeared to want to try to help me...was giving me a lowdown on the extreme evil and corruption of the UK hierarchy...no chance of 'justice' anywhere at all...and wanted to know if I knew anything about the LESSER KEY OF SOLOMON SEALS and showed me a couple of them...describing 'it' as a very nasty cult...I therefore showed her the guy who had all of the keys to every room in the UNIVERSITY and let her do her work...
PUTIN was to laugh about that one in 2003 - 'you were running her, Emily'...but I wasn't...I simply wouldn't do as she wanted...if she wanted to keys - then she had to get them herself and I gave her instructions/suggestions upon how to do it...I was NOT going to be implicated in any of this...besides, I had no real idea of what ANY of them were up to...scurrying around like mice, spying on each other - when all I knew, was that they were all working for BRITISH INTELLIGENCE..albeit for MI6 or MI5...and none of it made any sense at all.
'Mad' RIMINGTON was then to turn up in the bookshop and told me to 'stick out my tongue'...she hadn't given me any code to 'wake up' and so I didn't recognise her and simply ignored her.
COLLIE was to pick up on that one, she had seen the bookshop CCTV...yet weeks earlier...RIMINGTON had turned up at that Centre in disguise...I had almost recognised her...and had stared at her 'pointy nose' under the iron-grey wig...COLLIE was then to tell me off for staring at her 'friend' and making her feel uncomfortable...
So who was on whose side in 1996?
MARR then turned up with COLLIE in her office to bully me...and I just walked out saying 'I wash my hands of the lot of you'...
DALDRY turned up at my flat after having illegally gained my address from the Centre secretaries but luckily I was out...my flatmates told me about him afterwards and gave an accurate description of this 'Stephen'...
Other notes:
I need money now though...my main priority this morning...and so I will try 4 digit variations of the ISBN code upon the HSBC cashpoint...visit as many HARWICH shops as possible, waving those two books around and see what happens...and if pressed I may even say...and I will have to memorise it 'tis a fearsome place as I ha' heard tell'...
The ISBN code is unlikely to work because I do not have a JOWELL card or account and anybody can change their pin-number to variations upon those ISBN codes...which would mean that the ILL wouldn't use such a system...but I might as well try it...I have nothing to lose.
Other notes:
The RAVEN and the SATYR...not the SEPHARDIM and the ASHKENAZIM? The two 'talking creatures' in THE HORSE AND HIS BOY...
However, the RAVEN was emblazoned upon the back of that CHRISTIAN notary with his MITRE who turned up at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...I was watching from the rafters, with TOMLINSON...
This man was either the POPE...and it seemed likely - TOMLINSON was in awe of him - hence our 'hideyhole' a door out onto the rafters, to spy on them all...or an ARCHBISHOP of either the CATHOLIC/ANGLICAN faith.
BASSNETT and KUHICZAK...an alliance of a CATHOLIC and a 'pretend Jew'...
Other notes:
The odd thing about that Centre is that so many people related to me as if I were Jewish, when in point of fact, I didn't practise...hadn't taken any 'conversion' course (that I could remember - leaving out MR PUTIN and what happened in POLAND) and had no idea of my SEPHARDIC roots...
My roots were SEPHARDIC, whether or not they were from JOHN WATERS or my SWISS GRANDMOTHER.
I had told people that I wanted to 'convert'...and that researching JEWISH CULTURE was one of my interests...
Yet COLLIE related to me as if I were a REAL Jew i.e. 'there's a nasty smell in this room' every time I was in her office...the worst anti-Semitism out and I would guess that she didn't treat ARABIC/MUSLIM students of Semitic origins, in the same way...
AYSE, the young woman from TURKEY upon my course...whilst she was having a nervous breakdown and nobody appeared to want to help her...asked me openly 'why are you helping me?' I replied 'because you are my friend' she retorted 'but you are a JEW and I am a MUSLIM...'...
A 'translation student'...a Muslim student from GREECE...openly attacked my Greek friend Fani for being a Jew (she wasn't but looked like she had Italian 'blonde' Jewish genetic roots - she had olive skin and a Botticelli face and figure)...he then attacked me for being like her...a really underhand racist attack about how Jewish women such as us, were 'begging' for it from Muslim men...
Years before, in 1991...DABYDEEN had identified me as a 'white/black' but went no further than that one...
All of this, on top of the 'big pretender' i.e. KUHICZAK who showed me the BLUE BIRD painting amidst the BLACK SHELLS (kellipot of existence)...KUHICZAK and his 'joke' holocaust studies...
I am beginning to get the whole picture and it underpins the vast LIE that has been told in Europe and for so long...the lie of the CHOSEN ONES...the EUROPEAN MONARCHIES who emphasised their ASHKENAZIM roots to claim that they were the CHOSEN ONES...and that the thrones of Europe were rightfully theirs because they were the SUNKINGS...those of the RA CULT...G-d had especially chosen them to rule...they were direct descendents of not only JESUS CHRIST but every prophet and right back to MOSES...
It is interesting to note that COLLIE then backed MR ICKE to expose this myth in his books...ICKE consistently targets the ASHKENAZIM for being KHAZARS and converts to JUDAISM...so COLLIE must have changed her tune then...
Of course, the growing anger in ISRAEL of the SEPHARDIM/ARABIC JEWS for being treated as 'second-class' citizens must have created a big rift between them and the ASHKENAZIM...and so this particular LIE was always going to be exposed at some point...
Other notes:
Looking at ROBIN HOOD again...the phrase "Tis a fearsome place, as I ha' heard tell." is about WITCH WOOD - now I begin to understand why that dream about SUSAN BASSNETT came up as the QUEEN OF THE WITCHES.
It is the haunt of a 'dreadful witch' that figures...I can almost 'hear' DABYDEEN laughing...
Anyway, unlike other quotations from the book...this "Tis a fearsome place, as I ha' heard tell." doesn't actually appear in the narrative...
So maybe it is code from something...a number code?
I wonder now...if you get the 'right number' i.e. a 4 digit one...can you tap it into a cashpoint and over-ride the system to get at the 'money tree' of the ILL?
If you do not use your own pin-number but the ILL one?
"Tis a fearsome place, as I ha' heard tell."
T A F P
16 16 20
A=1 F=6 P=16 T=20
So are we talking about a code around 1620?
2016? A significant date?
I can try it out at any rate...maybe it is a date...1026...1062...1602...1206...1260...2160...2061...
...naturally, I have this as 'documentation' that I am doing this all 'above board' and that this is all about BRITISH INTELLIGENCE but more than that...it is about the ILL INTERNATIONAL MONETARY SYSTEM...
This all reminds me of WE ARE SUCH STUFF AS DREAMS ARE MADE OF...
I remember using this as my 'initial letter' code for my email address and how NERVOUS that made TONY GREEN...he was the one who had suggested this as a strap-line LOGO for all ACORN VILLAGES LTD publications/posters that I would produce...the line from THE TEMPEST...
...and my email address at WANADOO was in the name of WASSADAMO...he queried this strange name and then looked very nervous when I told him why I had chosen it...
What shall I take out if it works? As much as I can basically...it is the ILL TREE after all...
Other notes:
THE TEMPEST...another interesting coincidence...CALIBAN is the 'native' of the island...his mother was a BIG WITCH who lived in a BIG OAK...
Now, DABYDEEN and the Post-Colonialists identified with CALIBAN in the context of being 'natives' who had their land taken over and exploited by the BRITISH EMPIRE i.e. the 'magician' PROSPERO...
However, the BIG WITCH of WITCH WOOD in her 'oak tree'...she lives in the same place in ROBIN HOOD i.e. in a 'blasted oak'...sounds more likely to be about CELTIC CULTURE and DRUIDISM - the druids who venerate OAKS...therefore one can say that PROSPERO probably didn't get as far as the CARIBBEAN and it is more likely that this tale of THE TEMPEST is about IRELAND.
IRELAND has always been included in Post Colonial literature as another 'colonised territory' of the BRITISH EMPIRE.
SUSAN BASSNETT looks 'Celtic'...her nose, very much reminded me of MRS GRAHAM who was deeply proud of her WELSH nationality and upbringing. The true 'Britons' and Celts of the British Isles.
Is that why she was chosen to be QUEEN OF THE WITCHES by the ILL CULT?
Other notes:
I forgot to mention those monks at the ST JOHN IN THE DESERT MONASTERY...were they BENEDICTINE or Franciscan...I think the former...anyway...they were BEE-KEEPERS...hence those hives that they kept, overlooking the monastery...the hives that we were all taken to see in 1980...
Other notes:
I can see that the CHRISTIANS deliberately 'fogged' who were the 'chosen ones' and who were not...or rather they simply told the JEWS that the CHRISTIANS were all now the CHOSEN ONES...because the JEWS had behaved so badly and been chucked out of ISRAEL...the mantle had been handed down to the CHRISTIANS...who then decided to allocate biblical names to themselves in Victorian times (and before that)...and also membership of the 'lost tribes of Israel'...
This adds a large amount of confusion to the whole 'lost tribes' issue as well as who sees themselves as the 'chosen ones'...
My aunt Dorothy and her son, being JEHOVAH WITNESSES, saw themselves as the ELECT of 144,000 of so (the only ones to be saved from Armageddon)...and I suppose the MORMONS feel the same way about their religious grouping as LATTERDAY SAINTS...
Many religions have sects, who see themselves as the 'chosen ones' of that particular religion...it is not an uncommon phenomenon...and doesn't just apply to the ABRAHAMIC faiths.
I daresay that SUSAN BASSNETT sees herself as LA GRANDE ENCHANTREUSE of the ILL CULT in the UK...a 'joke name' that my father used to describe my mother upon a birthday card that he was to give her in France...I translated it as 'big witch' and she hit the ceiling.
Other notes:
MR TOM did something funny last night...he ran full pelt under the wooden table by my bed and then jumped...and bumped his head so hard underneath it that I thought he might have concussed himself but he hadn't...
However, it did bring back memories...linked to ITALY...knocking your head against that ROSEWOOD...
Firstly, how I had visited there during the GULF WAR - I was about 27 years old (just after DARTINGTON)...to see the CARNIVAL with Sarah Holliday...but it was cancelled due to 'possible terrorism' as a deterrent to tourists...the locals however, put on a show with their longboats and torches...and a few fireworks were lit off the bridges...
It was the most extraordinary FEBRUARY...snow lay thick on the ground and icepicks were used to break up the massive chunks of ice upon the canals...VENICE hadn't seen snow for around 100 years...and then suddenly it came...a freak storm...and the shopkeepers had all made SNOWMEN outside of their shops and adorned them with their 'wares'...as advertisements.
We spent most of our time in VENICE...and then made our way up ITALY to stop off at PADUA to see GIOTTO'S paintings.
GIOTTO had agonised me at ESSEX UNIVERSITY...I had tried to explain to PROFESSOR PODRO that there was a COLOUR CODE in operation...within those very paintings...the RED and the BLUE of the MOTHER MARY's attire...as well as the MAGDALENE...he listened, with a rather worried expression upon his face...
I was remembering ILL PROGRAMMING...this was another 'stop' upon our AROUND THE WORLD IN 80 DAYS in 1980 - to see that very chapel...GI-OTTO...GI-OTO...I kept 'remembering' and then 'forgetting'...I was quite desperately trying to tell PODRO about it all but couldn't...my mind kept going blank...
That 'mafia' guy at the ITALIAN synagogue museum in Jerusalem...he had told me that he had been GI in the UK, during WWII...and so I queried how many 'babies' did he leave behind, then?
I keep confusing ITALIAN JEWS with the SEPHARDIM for some reason...but they are distinct groups as SHARON was to tell me...
Additionally...I begin to wonder now...I have always assumed...and from MANNINGHAM-BULLER'S cue, that my SWISS GRANDMOTHER'S family was SEPHARDIC...because they looked SPANISH but what if they were from Southern Italy? What if they were descendents of ITALIAN JEWS?
Anyway, we made our way to VERONA and I think that we also stopped off in FLORENCE before getting to MILAN...I was unaccountably scared in MILAN...the noise and traffic...I didn't sleep a wink...the next morning...we got on that coach back to the UK and hit the worst snow storm in the ALPS that there had been for years (no snow in Milan)...we were about 8 hours late, back in LONDON...it was the most terrifying and hair-raising journey of my life...fresh snow, immediately freezing upon those mountain passes...the sky was so dark...a whirl of snow...and you kept thinking that the coach (which was moving at about 1 m.p.h) would go off at the next bend...to make matters worse...sometimes there were no barriers...a miracle that we all survived...down to the experienced FRENCH coach-drivers...who knew how to deal with traffic coming the other way...
To make matters worse...there was an old tramp upon the coach who was clanking his bottles...vomiting up - he smelt of faeces and urine...I nearly vomited myself, at the smell...and people were yelling at the coach drivers to open the doors to give us all some air...it was completely nightmarish.
Anyway, the other memory that I associate with VENICE is the fact that a woman looking very like ELIZA MANNINGHAM-BULLER but with dyed 'orange' hair turned up with GEORGE MILLAR at my parents chateau a few years later..calling herself VENETIA...the proper name for VENICE.
The 'torture' memory that I have regained which I relate to ITALY is a typical mafia one...that of putting you into a coffin and burying you alive...except that I remember that SPIELBERG was yet again present...him and his mates...let me tell you, it is far worse than being put in a 'cell'...however, JOHN WATERS had taught me to see it all from above...from your higher soul...and so I looked down upon it all...nothing, not even GLASS can trap your higher soul...
Other notes:
How interesting...I can summarise as such:
IRV RAIBLE introduced me to the idea of the MOB taking on the WC of Europe, in Israel. I then found 'sanctuary' in the Italian synagogue museum.
So have the UK ILL tangled with the MOB in terms of using and abusing one of their 'daughters'? (Particularly in relation to HARRY POTTER money that they have stolen from her) - it remains to be seen.
NOTES CONT'D
http://www15.ocn.ne.jp/~oyakodon/newversion/hitlerinargentine.htm
A fascinating account of where HITLER went to towards the end of WWII.
Sourced from Angel Alcazar De Velasco, amongst other authors and eye-witnesses upon this extraordinary period in history:
"Bormann and Eichmann in Argentina
Angel Alcázar De Velasco, a Spanish Jew and a renowned spy was taken into Hitler's confidence at the last moment of Third Reich, therefore, he was attending Hitler at bunker in April 1945. According to Velasco, Hitler did not commit suicide and was not in Berlin when Soviet troops occupied Berlin on April 30, 1945. (http://inri.client.jp/hexagon/floorA6F_hc/a6fhc104.html)...Sorry in Japanese only.
According to Velasco, Vice Fuhrer, Martin Bormann and Velasco himself took U-boat, U-313 on May 7, 1946 from Villa Garcia, a fishing village of Northwestern Spain and reached Argentina after 18 days voyage."
The funny thing is that I know that I have visited this very hotel - the Eden Hotel La Falda in the Andes - because I revisited it in a dream - there is a photograph of it upon this website. We must have all been taken there in 1980 -upon the AROUND THE WORLD IN 80 DAYS 'torture' ILL-programming tour.
NOTES CONT'D
An intriguing article by Richard Koshimizu - I agree upon the following points:
In 1980, I was told by a ROTHSCHILD, that WWII had been planned by the Jews to secure Israel but that this was important because they were constantly in danger, otherwise - they were the 'chosen people' who would be annihilated by pogroms in Europe if they did plan something radical, to get their homeland back.
Did HITLER live in this EDEN HOTEL in the ANDES? BRITISH INTELLIGENCE obviously thought that he had done or why else would they have taken us all there in 1980?
What worries me is the claim that it was the SEPHARDIM who protected HITLER in Argentina. I had formerly thought that only the ASHKENAZIM were involved.
I can also agree with the doubt cast upon the Holocaust in relation to the number of Jews who actually died within it - and for obvious reasons - see my notes upon SPIELBERG at Auschwitz in 1980.
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF 'HARRY POTTER':
I went to the LIBRARY and posted my posts...and then noticed three books left out on the 'returns' stand and 'knew' that they had something for me...was it in the ISBN numbers...the thought occurred to me that the OVER-RIDE 4 digit number for the ILL MONEY TREE was to be found in one of those ISBNs...
I asked JOHN WATERS and he said 'guess'...I replied 'I can't guess'...he replied 'just guess'.
So I did guess and used 4 of the digits but they didn't work...I then used a couple of variations upon 2016 and they didn't work either...so then I gave up after 4 attempts...twice on my debit and credit card for the HSBC. I suppose I have to use the cards with my proper pin numbers now, to cancel this 'tap in the wrong number 3 times and the machine swallows your card'...
So it is all a game isn't it?
Anyway, I have exposed the major principle behind the ILL MONEY TREE and that is an OVER-RIDE 4 digit code SYSTEM...you have your pin-number which is entirely different eg. 4848 and then you tap in 6012 and hey presto - you get 'magic money' out of the wall.
I wonder how many banks operate this system?
Other notes:
I broke a bit off one of my teeth at the front - next to my two front teeth...not that noticeable but not that nice either...I have now broken another chunk off another tooth - a molar which is barely hanging on at the edges because the filing inside it is so large - but at least that was the 'root filling' molar from which my dentist extracted the microchip and so unless the gum gets infected...the tooth cannot cause me any pain. It is 'dead'. I am furious with the ILL yet again - those sick pigs holding onto my money and I cannot afford ANY dental treatment.
Other notes:
Anyway, the books left out are as follows:
THE CRIME CODE
MICHAEL CORDY
ISBN: 978 0 552 15541 0
9 780552 155410
I have to say that this one struck me first as the obvious code e.g. 1541 or variations upon that string of 15541 but then I changed my mind.
Maybe it is the old TEMPLAR keypad of their castle...what was that again...1741...I get it...the old 1471 variations...so is that the OVER-RIDE number? Or was it 1841...I will have to check back in my notes...at any rate...you have to add on 40 years...because...I forget...because it got burnt down 40 years later? 1881?
I have also to say that one of the beach huts is now called F3 and I relate that to the ILL OVER-RIDE key upon their computers for some reason...
THE ASSASSIN'S RIDDLE
PAUL DOHERTY
ISBN: 0 7472 5438 9
9 780747 254386
I saw the 747 number of 'planes crashing out of the sky' and figured it cannot be this one...but then thought 'what if this is a double-bluff' and so tried 5438 and it didn't work.
WRITTEN IN BLOOD
CAROLINE GRAHAM
ISBN: 978 0 7553 4218 1
9 780755 342181
This reminded me of MR FEIRRARA (?spelling) who had left his letter ' in blood red ink' at the MI HOTEL...so I figured..this guy is a French haematologist and unlikely to be 'top-ranking' in the ILL CULT and so I didn't try any variations upon these numbers.
I then tried the 'TIS A FEARSOME PLACE' numbers: 2016, 2061, 1602...I cannot quite remember...but I think that is right...the 4 sets of numbers...including 5438.
The ROBIN HOOD ISBN: 1 85326 1270
AND 9 781853 261275...I thought might contain the 1275 as a code...but not sure...
THE JUNGLE BOOK ISBN: 1 85326 119 X
AND 9 781853 261190...no idea but I know that the X means 'death' and so loath to try it out.
Other notes:
I remember a conversation with MARK at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...he was the one who had originally 'applauded' me as instinctively and intuitively knowing the ILL SYSTEM...that was in 1994...in relation to the 'Uranus green curtains' that I would choose to put up within this flat...and the dark wood pole which made up the curtain rail...he thought it perfect...it would send out the 'right' signals...I had no idea what he was talking about...
I argued back that if I were to really help him in terms of advice...I couldn't do it (he obviously liked talking to me) because I had no overview and no memories at all... of anything.
I then continued to tell him that this made me feel 'good'...he was disquieted by that one...why did it make me feel good?
Because it meant that I could just 'go with the flow'...I didn't feel guilt about anything because I wasn't responsible for anything...if I 'knew' more then I might feel guilt but I couldn't feel any guilt because I couldn't STOP anything happening around me...I just let it flow over and around me...water off a duck's back, sort of thing. MARK looked pensive...that was obviously not a good 'mind-set' for a slave to be in...and so he began to give me more of an 'overview'...
RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON were not of that opinion...or rather TOMLINSON's 'little boy alter' liked to share information about things now and again but generally only in the spirit of 'me and my pet monkey, which follows me around' or if he wanted to boast and show-off to me...and that wasn't often.
They didn't care if I felt guilt or not...RIMINGTON was too far gone...it didn't matter if I had any 'hooks' into me or not...just keep me 'without any memories' - that was her way...stick two wires up my nose, every so often - that kept me quiet (albeit with the strangest dreams and nightmarish visions within them).
DALDRY was the meanest with information, of all...INFORMATION was POWER to DALDRY.
Other notes:
I remember my grandmother Clayton...upon arriving at her house in COMBS after my parents wouldn't take me back...and I had nowhere else to go, after leaving ESSEX UNIVERSITY without money or anywhere to stay (after the break-ins and forced abortions - programmers kept turning up to harass and bully - the writing - the horrifying 'social milieu' of other programmed people)...and GRANDMA asked me what had happened...and I told her that it was so terrible...she wouldn't believe...I couldn't explain or put it into words...she told me that she knew...I didn't have to tell her...I didn't believe her. I do now.
I suppose she knew the ILL SYSTEM only too well...she had been designated a CLEOPATRA within it...her EGYPTIAN solid gold necklace...and she knew how I had been constantly raped as a child by the cult...she knew about TELEGRAPH PROGRAMMING...enough to give me the 'symbolic scissors' to cut myself free and to give them to somebody else (my brother ED, in this case)...she obviously knew a great deal...
Grandpa was exceptionally cruel...he was laughing like a little boy...he went upstairs and came down with a thin, dark brown cardigan which was full of holes...moths had eaten large chunks out of it...and he told me to put it on...and then positioned me in front of a mirror...he told me that it suited me perfectly...I was in such a fragile state of mind...and body, just under 8 stone...suicidal...
After seeing that reflection in the mirror - I looked like an emaciated tramp - I simply went off and cried my heart out alone...but before I excused myself...my grandmother was horrified...'BOB you cannot make her wear that, she looks like a TRAMP in it'...and that made me feel worse. Grandpa was punishing me - whilst I was at a nadir - my lowest ebb. That is what the ILL do - they 'home' in on you.
That was the point, RIMINGTON'S programming, to make me look like a TRAMP...that was her main aim in life...to make me walk the streets...TOMLINSON had also screamed that at me in Ipswich, many years later...that he wanted to see me walk the streets and BEG because I had been so disobedient to the ILL CULT.
Who was behind those 'screaming' commands? I can see STEPHEN SPIELBERG. That little Rumplestiltskin...was he the controller of RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON? Had he put his 'alter' into the pair of them? Luckily, he had never put such an disgusting personality 'alter' into my head...
It was an ASHKENAZIM command...the hysteria behind it...was all SPIELBERG's...that screaming, vicious, insane S/M little man...was he behind all of it...or was there somebody controlling his strings?
Why did SPIELBERG see me as such a threat? The only thing that I can think of is MOSHE DAYAN'S ISRAELI rebel group...all I can say is that the ASHKENAZIM were a very SPLIT group of people, when it came down to who was ILL and who was not.
Other notes:
My grandfather was extremely ILL and grandma could barely keep a handle upon him...he had raped me upon the bathroom mat, in his bathroom as a toddler..."I will NOT have that in MY house, BOB - I will NOT" she had told him in absolute terms...he had just sniggered like a little boy and retorted 'I like a little butter on my bread...' in a singsong voice.
My grandmother was the only one in my family and social milieu - who knew what was going on and was out to stop it.
My brother ED said to me, years later about this time at my grandparents - after I had landed up there - suicidal - my parents had closed the doors of their own home - I suppose that they were trying to force me out onto the streets of LONDON or COLCHESTER, I have no idea...but anyway ED was to tell me:
'You behaved so badly at our grandparents - I am not surprised about what people think about you now'...
I tried to open up a conversation about what had happened during that time in my life - I was 21 years old and ED had been around 16 years old...but ED waved me down like a fop...'I am NOT interested, I am NOT interested in what you have to say...' and so I never did get to put my version of whatever story he had been told.
I knew what he was talking about...I had drunk a large amount of my grandpa's vodka from his drinks cabinet...whilst they were asleep...because I couldn't sleep and had got up in the small hours in so much mental agony....and then got so out of my head that I turned on the TV and started to switch channels...with the sound up really high in the early hours of the morning - I simply couldn't bear anything anymore - I just wanted to get out of my head...grandpa came down...he then talked me out of watching TV...and put me back into the spare bedroom (apparently I was swearing like a trooper at the TV because there was nothing good on and furious about it - flicking through the channels - grandpa told me so, the next morning)...I can remember all of this vaguely...but had no idea that I had put the sound up so loud...when very drunk...my hearing had become somewhat 'impaired' and so I just kept turning it up...and it was SO annoying that there was nothing 'good' on the BOX at about 2-3 am in the morning...
Grandpa explained to me, the next morning...and he was obviously alarmed... the whole situation had become out of his ILL control...I was a wayward 'slave'...he simply said 'if you want a drink out of my cabinet, you have to ask first'.
Apparently even 'Vi' his wife, had to ask him first, as he was to state, solidly - it was a MASONIC thing - he was the master of this house...his wife was only allowed the occasional small sherry because apparently grandpa had had problems with her in the past, with alcohol.
I had broken a bastion in some way and he was scared...he then rang my parents...no more ILL games with old cardigans...told them to come and pick me up. They did so - coldly furious. They had figured that they wouldn't have to see me again in their lives and then made that obvious upon the long car journey home. I went 'home' to hell upon earth.
...and years later, my brother ED was to crush me afterwards with his 'social and emotional understanding' of the situation that I had been in...he sneered at me in an aloof way...how could I have behaved in that way, at my grandparents...no wonder the whole family thought of me in the way, that they did...NO he didn't want to hear my side of the story at all.
What was he thinking of? There was a history behind all of this...
The rows at home when I was a teenager...after 16 years old and having been ILL-programmed...I had simply given up with my family...I refused to do the housework or to cook the family meal...
The rows were usually fuelled by drink and normally occurred after the Pub upon a friday night, when I got home - although my mother could pick a fight at any time of the day or night...and ED - 5 years my junior, it would have had a big impression made upon his mind by that one - my out-of-control voicing of 'this is hell upon earth' to my parents and what they were doing to me - juxtapoised to their 'sober' judgement upon myself ...
I had got drunk virtually every weekend that I was at 6th Form College and as far as ED was concerned and that was enough for him...I was the BLACK SHEEP.
Ed was to get out of his head every weekend too whilst he was at 6th Form College but he didn't come back from the Pub to have screaming rows with our mother...I was the only one who did (I hated nightclubs and rarely went and so returned home before midnight)...ED would get dressed up in his GOTH gear and used to go to nightclubs so late (normally THE BARREL ORGAN in Digbeth) that my parents had given up on him...they couldn't keep awake that late...they were heavily asleep by the time that ED bashed around to get to his room...I could hear him...having the opposite bedroom upon the top floor of that house...
In short, as the 'first child' I got all the flak and ED as the youngest child didn't...
Other notes:
Early Thursday morning...
Last night I came up with the deepest memory of all...from 1980...it was of the 'green man'...that terrorised 'wolf-child' alter which has been brutalised into behaving like an animal...and then deeply repressed within the psyche.
I wondered why this memory hadn't come back before...after I had found and played the SCRATCHES video game - which MARK had made us all play at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...
Why hadn't I remembered the 'horror' from 1980 then?
Because I had to 'get in touch' with my own deepest humilation and shame...what I had done at my grandparents' house as a 'cry for help' when I was completely suicidal - abused out of my mind and nobody to turn to and nowhere to go - but this had then been turned against me as as the most horrific symbol of shame imaginable...my parents treated me afterwards as if I were some sort of 'dangerous animal'...I had disobeyed all of the 'rules' whatever they were...
1980: The memory is as follows...we were all taken to a large sort of 'glass pavilion' and I am relatively sure that it was in LONDON...it was a ROYAL 'greenhouse' of sorts...there were many large urns and exotic 'trees' around...it could have been in the grounds of Buckingham Palace and it seems likely, as I will relate...
My British Intelligence course were taken to a circle of railings in the middle of this large glass-house...they overlooked a pit...it had cement walls...a circular pit...we were with the Princes, at the time...CHARLES, EDWARD, ANDREW...we were all told to look over the edge...I suppose that we were all expecting to see a lion or a bear (or something more exotic) come out from its lair...the PRINCES called for the 'BEAST' to come out...they had fresh meat and some fruit and nuts in their hands...
...and then something that was unmistakeably human but not acting like a human or making human sounds came into view...this 'man' looked up...his eyes were mad and so full of pain and fear...just a terrorised, brutalised 'animal'...the PRINCES began to laugh and joke...he was their 'pet'...
It was such a horrific image...their 'pet' wasn't allowed to have his hair or fingernails cut...his body was covered with scratches and filth...this was no 'actor'...this was REAL and we all knew it.
SCARLETT then informed us all that we were all like this BEAST - we had all been raised 'wild' and had then been 'tamed'...we all had that part of ourselves which was like the BEAST in the pit...we were all ROYAL SLAVES to be fed or not, as the PRINCES chose...
I remember the expression of pure shock on TOMLINSON'S face...and he normally managed to keep control of his features...I suppose this would have affected him the most...he had been designated the BEAST who protects the CROWN JEWELS...and had also been programmed with BEAUTY AND THE BEAST...
Anyway, MARK was to take me to this very same spot in 2004 - to watch PRINCES WILLIAM and HARRY do precisely the same thing...we were viewing them from a distance...MARK whispered to me that the two Princes had been trained from birth to do this...they saw the 'beast' with affection and fed it as they would a 'wild animal'...this is how they saw all of their human Royal slaves...the two Princes couldn't help it...that was the way that they had been raised.
Luckily this time, MARK didn't make me look into the pit to see the 'beast'...and I was more horrified by the fact that the two PRINCES were doing precisely what he had said - watching their faces and listening to them...they were treating this human being as if it were a 'wild animal' and making affectionate jokes about 'it' as if it were a 'pet animal'.
I suppose it doesn't sound quite as bad (reading back through what I have written) as the actual experience of seeing this 'wild-man'...but I can assure the reader, that in 1980 - we were all terrorised by this horror...this was the 'lid' on 'green man' programming...the worst thing imaginable...at heart, we were all like that wild human being, down below...another ROYAL 'pet'.
Other notes:
Last night...I went through my mind...all the terrible things that my parents had done to us as children...and how I had stood up to them...tried to stop it all...and how they had then turned on me...
I thought back firstly to that SWISS HOTEL in Lucerne...where Humphrey and I, had stayed as toddlers with our parents and northern grandparents...and how my mother had allowed us to crap anywhere that we chose...and we sometimes crapped in front of the hotel...and my mother got told off by the hotel staff...she has related this as a 'funny story' ever since...she tells us that she didn't want us to grow up 'inhibited' about going to the toilet...
I thought back to how I used to learn social rules very quickly...but my brother HUMPHREY didn't...he was utterly devoted to my mother and followed her every word and command...he therefore didn't stop crapping in front of the hotel but as soon as I knew it was wrong...I stopped.
I thought about my father - handcuffing my sister to that children's seat, in her nappy full of piss and shit...and how I had stood up to him and forced him to give me the key...
I thought about HUMPHREY at 11 years old, crapping upon his duvet because he had had a nightmare about an 'Egyptian goddess' and my mother passed it off as 'he is having a hard time at a new school'...
I then went back further to what JOHN WATERS had told me about my mother who was often drunk and smoked like a chimney (she admits to the smoking part, nowadays) whilst she watched me being raped by the men, in his house...I was her first child. I can remember this now...screaming at her for help...trying to grab her legs as she looked on, impassively.
I then thought about ED'S 18th birthday party where his 'GOTH/PUNK' friends had trashed my parents house...how I had gone into his bedroom and pulled him out of bed...he was naked under his duvet with his girlfriend - and told him to get some clothes on and tell those people to leave immediately...ED was like a complete 'zombie', he was so out of his head upon alcohol and drugs...he couldn't even speak...nor could he look me in the eye...he was in 'green man' mode as he stumbled around...
My mother put on a massive theatrical performance, she and my father had been in their bedroom whilst this was going on...the Police had turned up...she came out in her long nightgown and from the stairs, began to shout 'we are honest people, we are humble people - how can you do this to us'...it was almost funny - like a Shakespearian actress...the hordes of young people, completely out of their heads...then yelled at each other 'RUN - it's Ed's mum!'...and then ran into the pitch black of the garden outside...there was a stampede for the kitchen backdoor.
The toilets were full of piss and vomit...young men had pissed up the walls...others had grafitted over the wall, by the telephone...
Ed's friends had taken all of the hot potatoes out of the oven and used them as a 'food fight'...they had also taken everything that they could find out of the cupboards and had done the same...they had even opened her massive flour sacks in the side passage and used handfuls of flour as ammunition...
The next morning...I came downstairs to see Ed's friend WINNIE moping up the beer upon the parquet floor of the living room..there was about 3 inches of brown liquid swilling around the floor...with lumps of mud from the garden in it...flour and heaven knows what...everywhere...all over the furniture...the entirety of the ground floor looked like a bomb had hit it...
Quite unbelievably, even though ED's closest friends had stayed to help my parents clean up the mess...ED didn't want to lift a finger...until Mum screamed at him...naturally I helped with the clean-up job. My parents were making light of it in the end...just a 'jolly jape'...the whole thing.
Many years later - I was sitting at the lunch table out side my parents' chateau with them, Ed and his longterm girlfriend Fiona (ED was a PR Director by that point at Munro & Forster)...and I began to talk about this 18th birthday 'event' to Fiona...she had no idea of what I was talking about...Ed then said threateningly to me 'We do NOT talk about that'...and my father backed him up 'Be quiet Bohun' (his 'pet' name for me). Fiona pestered me for details but I decided to keep schtum...I had no idea that it was all so 'shameful'. My family had all treated it as a 'joke' afterwards.
Anyway, I then cast my mind back to when I was a young teenager...and how ED had had to go to hospital to have a boil cut open...he had a large infected, puss-ridden boil upon his anus but hadn't told anybody until he was too sick to get out of bed...after the operation - my mother then had to 'pack' his bottom every day, with ointments, fresh bandages/gauze...
Unbelievably, after this event - she told all of us that we couldn't afford toilet paper anymore and that we were only allowed to use ONE sheet of paper. Despite the fact that she often went to LONDON to buy her designer clothes at £400-500 a go...sometimes she spent £1000 in a 'session' at the weekend. I was so furious that I had it out with her, in indignation...she hit the roof - how dare I question her behaviour?
I remember ED coming out of the toilet with poo on his hands...I was alarmed...after what he had just suffered, with the boil...and so I told him to go back in and use as much toilet paper as was necessary to get clean. ED turned into 'green man' mode...he was about 8 years old...he wouldn't look me in the eye and started to cry, he was terrified...Mum had told us to only use one sheet...my father was listening to this conversation in his bedroom through the open door, he didn't say a word apart from to threaten me with 'your mother won't like this'...
ED went back into the toilet and I hope that he did what I had said...he was caught between the devil and the deep blue sea...he didn't want the pain, sickness and indignity of another boil upon his bottom...but he was also terrified of my mother.
I then got a bucket of boiling water and scrubbed the door handles of the house...because I realised that ED must have been smearing them with poo, for some while...
I have to have some sympathy with ED...I wasn't locked upon in a perspex box upon a hospital ward for no reason and for three months, as a young child...that was where the ILL must have really brutalised him and created this terrorised 'little boy alter'...
Anyway, in relation to parties...HELEN had also had her 18th party at 14 St Bernards Rd and a similar thing had happened...except that her friends were a bit smarter and had locked the front doors to prevent gate-crashers...the Police still turned up because people were climbing up the front of the house...if one had got in...he/she would have let the rest in...this was normal practice in Solihull at the time...young people in cars, looking for a party to crash...I had warned my parents about this many times...I had chosen NOT to have my 18th birthday party at home...
HELEN's party was a revelation...she was smoking like a chimney...and she freely admitted it to me...she never smoked at home (she was always the good girl) but she could smoke 20 in an evening when she went out...
My father had bought me a large crate of wine for my 18th birthday party...which my friends and I dipped into now and then...and I suppose this is where I first began to drink wine on my own...to cope with 6th Form, ILL-programming...with RIMINGTON constantly on my back and TOMLINSON living up the road...eventually, HELEN BROWNE suggested that we used the bottles left, to have a quiet party at her house - where she would only invite people who respected her father's house...and so we did just that...a very dull but 'safe' party.
When I look back upon my childhood in relation to what my siblings were up to...only ED and I had friends who called round...my friends often rang the doorbell uninvited...ED was constantly on the phone and rarely at home...but nobody ever did that with HELEN and HUMPHREY...HELEN had one friend who came round occasionally...in all the time that we lived in that house...nobody ever visited HUMPHREY...it was as if he didn't have any friends at all...he had had one friend at JUNIOR SCHOOL - Simon Lyons (who was later to have a nervous breakdown at 6th Form - to then join the Franciscan Friars up the road...)...and after that, nobody...
Although, there was one exception and that was whilst he was in the 6th Form...one friend decided to come round...and my brother made such a big fuss about it...the whole of the living room was cleaned...a big fire lit and then only HE and his FRIEND were allowed to use that room - with the TV in it - for the entire evening...even my parents had to sit in the kitchen all night...the rest of us were confined to our bedrooms...that friend never came round again.
I suppose that like me...HUMPHREY was hideously ashamed of my parents...they were like children, sniggering in the kitchen...I was always trying to clear up after my parents...pretend that nothing was wrong...trying to hide what they were like...and they hated me for it...they sneered at me for it...the first time that I bought a boyfriend home...my mother openly humiliated me in such a terrible way...that I NEVER ever brought another boyfriend home (my mother then told everyone that I was a lesbian)...even at 26 years old...and after I had visited ALISTER BAXTER's mother and father's respective homes in Yorkshire...I tried to explain to him that I couldn't invite him home...it was too terrible...it would be torture for both of us...and I didn't want to put him through it as much as I didn't want to go through it...
Even when I lived in MANNINGTREE...I would go round to my parents...I might have a cup of tea beforehand and then I would begin with the washing up...clear away their breakfast things at around midday...the spoons stuck into the butter covered in jam, bread crumbs and cheese rind everywhere on the floor and surfaces...they used to 'graze' like animals and just leave it all out...
I remember how my mother would never throw rotten food out of the fridge and nobody was allowed to touch it...and how a fellow Director of Public Health once came round and made a joke about it...how her fridge wouldn't pass one of their inspections...he was shocked.
I wonder now...what HELEN'S 'guilty secret' was...and all I can remember is the time that she came back from school at about 12 years old...she looked furious...her face was black with rage and then when Mum asked her what was wrong...she began to bawl...I never did find out what had happened...Mum told me that it was simply a case of bullying...another girl was bullying her in her form...but that day HELEN had come back with a handmade card which she had left in the hallway and it remained there for days...in it, some schoolboy had drawn the most grotesque drawing of a vagina - mutilated and bloody...I have no idea how that came into my sister's possession and so I asked her and she said that 'one of the boys on the bus' to school, had given it to her. It was obviously linked to what had happened at school...what had so upset her...but she wouldn't say and neither would my mother...
HELEN was later to admit that she had had a boyfriend since 11 years old...HUMPHREY made a joke about it...'no sexual repression for Helen - she doesn't want to end up as sexually repressed as Dad or Dada'...HELEN was generally seen to be just like Dad and the Swiss grandmother...HUMPHREY saw HELEN as blowing open that repression by becoming sexually active so young...he obviously had no idea of how many times his own father had buggered him...or of how many times Dad had raped Helen...and that HELEN had dealt with this by becoming sexually active at a very young age, taking control of her sexuality...rather than becoming scared of the whole idea.
Anyway, this is what the GREEN MAN alter is all about...a time in your life where you were out of control and did something that nobody allowed you to forget...a point in your life where you were utterly humiliated, socially and publicly...into the ground.
I can see that HEATHER KEMPSON dealt with that by getting drunk and peeing behind cars in broad daylight in Prague...in front of the rest of us British Council workers, outside of a restaurant upon a busy street - 'if men can do it - dirty buggers - why can't I?'...she wasn't going to feel ashamed for a damn thing...two fingers up at the world...
I remember so many stories at DARTINGTON where students told their worst tale...JADE told me about how she had got crabs the first time she had had sex...and had once got so drunk at a disco that she had fallen onto a pile of coats by the door and people had kicked her as they passed...nobody would help her and she couldn't get up...JACQUI CARROLL had worse stories to tell...it was healthy to talk about it...to realise that what was your 'greatest shame' was in fact, a common experience to most people...to programmed slaves, at any rate.
All of the TEMPLARS will have some terrible events that they wouldn't want a soul to know...and so last night...I finally got to that 'LID' upon it...
The ROYALS and their 'out-of-control' BEAST...a human being that had been reared without love and with the minimum of human contact, if any...and I remembered most of all, how this horrific image had the most impact upon TOMLINSON...it had affected him the most...seeing this brutalised creature, at the bottom of a concrete well.
One can see that this all had its historical roots in the 'wolf-child' French 'discovery'.
When I look back at my parents...obviously they had both been brutalised too...a self-perpetuating cycle...the cult continues because these people are brainwashed into 'believing' in it...and they end up bonded to it.
They have their own 'religion'...their 'ways'...and now even the ROYALS have been trapped by their own system of extreme abuse...the ROCKEFELLERS/GOLDMAN SACHS/ISRAELI INTELLIGENCE got one up on them...and so British Royals have now become the SPUDNIK COLLECTION.
So one can see how the EUROPEAN MONARCHIES/ARISTOCRACIES had been toppled from the top of their ILL CULT system...by their BANKING CARTELS run by the Ashkenazim, in the main...who had originally planned this overthrowal of the MONARCHISTS in order to reclaim their 'homeland'...once they had got it back...some of these families didn't want to stop there...they wanted to use this ILL system to rule the world...as the BRITISH EMPIRE had once done...others disagreed...the CIA in Switzerland...MR PUTIN'S government...the US Military then bombed the Ashkenazim bases in Russia...
To cap it all, the Italian Americans...the MOB then decided to take on, not only the BRITSH MONARCHY but the WC in general...to claim back castles and land in Europe...via DNA to back up genealogical claims - within the Law Courts...
One can see what REV MOON was saying about this being a dangerous time and 'mafia wars'...the 'centre cannot hold'...and that is why it is all now becoming public knowledge. The ILL CULT is failing and dying on its feet...trampled underfoot by the warring 'tribes'.
Other notes:
Hanging out my FAMILY'S dirty laundry is quite an eye-opener for me...because I can compare what I did...with what my siblings did...and how in point of fact, what I had done, wasn't half as bad as what ED had done but he had been allowed to 'get away with it'...whereas I was had not. If I had had a party in that house and it had been gatecrashed (as one of the main roads in Solihull - it would have been)...my parents might have literally kicked me out of the house, afterwards.
I can also see that ED and I were relatively normal...we had our friends...people cared about us...rang us up...whereas HELEN and HUMPHREY were quite different...very 'in' on themselves...isolated as children and young teenagers...
I can also see how HUMPHREY ruled the roost and for no apparent reason...I remember JUDY DANCE who worked with my mother at the B'ham Cancer Registry ....told me that she had been shocked when she first met me...because she thought that my mother only had one child...she had only ever talked about HUMPHREY...and then when Judy learnt that I had two more siblings...another brother and a sister...she was even more shocked...in two years of working every day, with my mother...my mother had never mentioned the rest of us, not once.
I can now see just how mentally disturbed my mother was...and how well she has hidden it...for so many years. Her status as a 'doctor' had made her somewhat immune to any 'criticism' of her behaviour.
I suppose that it why...whenever my parents screamed at me that I was 'mentally-ill'...nobody ever believed them...not those who knew my family...my friends regarded me as 'normal' but my family as 'mad'...and they liked to come round...maybe it was like visiting the 'zoo'...I couldn't stop them coming round uninvited and in retrospect, I am so grateful that they did...because they 'accepted' the madness of my family which made my life so much more bearable. I couldn't tell them the worst things that had happened...but they knew what my mother was like...how she would fly into uncontrollable tantrums...and how my father acted like a 'mad Professor' most of the time...and that made it more bearable - people knew - it was all okay.
When I look at SUE WHALLEY's mother...she had a similar problem...and I can understand how your friends could see your 'mad parents' as funny and accept them without thinking that this made the friend question, unacceptable by association...I can still remember SUE'S mum going literally berserk - manic upon the doorstep...and Sue started to cry 'you see what she's like?'...and Deb McD started laughing...and I managed not to, to be polite. It is 'funny' when you are on the outside but not when you are 'in' it.
When I look at the BROWNE family and how I had thought them the most warm and loving family out...to then learn that HELEN'S real father JOHN had been raping her since childhood...with the FULL knowledge of her parents...even upon her wedding night...one can see how devastating the effects of the ILL cult were, in Solihull.
ALAN BENNETT had told my mother a similar thing, whilst they were together at OXFORD UNIVERSITY...how his parents were so 'working class' that they treated the one friend from Grammar School that he had brought home...like a little 'god'...and muttered to themselves...prepared the tea and then left them alone without saying another word...and because they didn't have the easy 'communicative' social manners and confidence of the bourgeoisie...BENNETT was mortified and never took another friend home...parents can be embarrassing...but there is a sliding scale of embarassment and degree of humiliation...how much can you take?
You are torn between feeling protective and defensive of your parents...whilst hitting the pit of your stomach...I remember loving my parents deeply and yet ending up so 'conflicted' emotionally - because I wasn't able to follow their orders blindly (as Humphrey was to do)...and they hated me for it and took the advantage over me because of it...and all because I didn't want to be a 'Royal slave'...I ended up more abused, than any of my siblings.
Other notes:
In relation the 'BEAST' as in the ROYAL PET in their concrete well...he made a sound which horrified us all...maybe he had had his vocal cords cut...I do not know...but it sounded similar to the noise that a tiger cub makes...you can hear that sound on the SCRATCHES video...the groan/'mauling' sound of pain that the 'green man' makes...
Was that the point of this whole sick ROYAL exercise...to make us all feel that we were nothing but a bunch of wild...predatory, insane apes? PRINCE PHILIP was fond of quoting 'Nature is red in tooth and claw' - you are either an abuser or abused...and so this must have linked into this type of programming. The weakest to the wall...the right of the might...
Other notes:
GREYSTONE...why was I dreaming about that, last night? An odd dream about how I was with a lot of mind control slaves - I recognised SONIA and MARK in the crowd...in what appeared to be a LONDON park...we were all being herded up into a group...and I began to push them all outwards...to help them to avoid danger...they all pulled back, away from the 'centre'...and suddenly I saw three KOREANS trying to hold them to the centre...but it didn't work...the KOREAN were holding hands...they then let go...and one could see this large, round GREY STONE that they had been standing upon...by the path...in the grass...the large 'lawn' area of this park...
I think that I know where this comes from...that photograph of the SHEEP upon DAVID ICKE'S site...I remember DALDRY had a copy of this very photograph at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...it is of so many naked people, who all came together in a LONDON park to bow down...it was one of those bizarre mobile phone number 'happenings' as far as I can remember...people just turned up, took their clothes off and got into a sort of foetal position upon the ground...'for a laugh' except that it wasn't a 'laugh' at all...it was a highly-controlled 'mind control' stunt...not many of those people will have any memories of being part of it...
Anyway, DALDRY had orchestrated it with mind control slaves...TOMLINSON then pointed myself out as being one of them...I retorted angrily that I was not...I hadn't been there...TOMLINSON was adamant that I had been there...'you were somewhere near the tree'...he wasn't quite sure which one I had been but was positive that I had been there and my location in the crowd...he then pointed out himself out and several other people...
Other notes:
"He's just a silly poodle - don't bother with him"...something that I had said to DALDRY in Prague, in relation to his obsession with TOMLINSON...more than that...his 'love' for him...MALCOLM agreed with me...he knew exactly what I was talking about...
That remark was overheard by TOMLINSON and everybody in the room...it must have sent TOMLINSON apeshit with fury...however, it was actually part of his programming as a 'dog'...MARK'S dog specifically...poodles are meant to be the most intelligent of dogs and so it was a backhanded compliment from MARK, in a way...to programme him as such...
Other notes:
Yesterday, the 'gloves were off' at SOMERFIELDS...the most important programming locations had the following items left on the floor:
BACARDI BREEZERS (batman - Tomlinson)
STELLA ARTOIS - (Rimington)
ROYAL SHORTBREAD - (Royal Family)
A tin of FOX'S biscuits had been put - deliberately out of place - upon a SALES rack of other items...
Anyway, I removed all of these items from their programming sites and put them back onto shelves.
Other notes:
The 'birds' have been talking about DALDRY'S favourite popgroup: SAVAGE GARDEN...and I can remember a garden in 1980, that was apparently owned by a MR SAVAGE...what was that all about?
Other notes:
I only have a tenner left now to live on - and I do not give a shit - I have exposed the ILL for their sickness and loved every minute of it all.
If anybody wants me to continue - why not send GOLLIWOG around with a 'suitcase'?
Better still - just put the money into my account - you all know the number. If you do not - you do not get a solitary thing more out of me.
Apart from that - no more 'tuna' for MR TOM - I will have to stop letting him in and then I shall simply retire to bed and wait. I have no intention of doing anything more for this SICK 'film'. Piss on the lot of you. Try getting a Court Summons when I haven't even filled in the court papers and have NO intention of returning those papers, at all. Try forcing me out of this flat - I am not going ANYWHERE.
Besides, I have enough to laugh about now...call my sense of humour 'sick' but whenever I begin to think about how ILL have abused me - for example ANDREW MARR ...all I have to do is to remember that large, black scorpion manically jumping up about three feet from the ground, hurtling through the air and then hitting his thigh with its pointed stinger like a poison dart...and I feel 'good' again.
Other notes:
The 'birds' sent me the images of the MOB kicking SPIELBERG around a kitchen floor...how very refreshing...he deserved that one and much more...I wonder how long the MOB have been waiting for their chance to get him...I hope that they filmed it...of course they did...why else would I get the 'video images'?
NOTES CONT'D:
I may have forgotten to mention that the YELLOW/BLUE beach hut - number 6 in front of the sports ground - has now been completely DEMOLISHED.
GREYSTONE?
That is a well-known programing site in North Carolina - because of the history of the house named Greystone:
http://www.greystone.info/history.htm
Welcome to the 'hotel' Greystone - such a lovely place...and a perfect example of a SLAVE-DRIVER'S home.
NOTES CONT'D:
The funny thing is that looking up PETER FINCH upon the INTERNET - the actor is quite definitely NOT the man with the scorpions, that we met in 1980.
However, this is the sort of scorpion but in BLACK that we saw attack MARR:
http://flickr.com/photos/95419048@N00/292663836
Black Scorpion (Androctonus crassicauda)
The above is more like it but BIGGER...longer legs...almost 'crab-like' - higher off the ground. They came halfway up FINCH'S shins. A hybridic scorpion of sorts?
http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Image:Black_scorpion.jpg
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF 'HARRY POTTER':
Other notes:
What can I say in relation to what I know apart from the fact that this was a WAR from the BOSTON TEA PARTY onwards...a MASONIC/POLITICAL war...
The USA against the BRITISH EMPIRE.
Various 'factions' within the USA had worked out and fully understood, the plans for the NWO ( they had realised just how much danger the USA was in) which included the destruction of their country and a 'return to the homeland' of EUROPE of so many of their wealthiest citizens. Particularly those from GERMANY, AUSTRIA, HUNGARY. The 'Austro-Hungarian' Empire...derived from the HOLY ROMAN EMPIRE...
None of these ILL people/families had ever felt (in their deepest hearts) the remotest bit 'AMERICAN'...it was all a BIG joke to them...those like SPIELBERG....
AMERICA was a historical 'con' and a lie as far as these NAZI families were concerned
...they wanted to get back to their roots...their purely fascist doctrinal values...
Other notes:
THE MOB...this is a very interesting one...
Several factors involved here:
Firstly, I remember DALDRY telling me about QUEEN BEES at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...as part of my 're-programming'...more importantly, he informed me that there were MALE QUEEN BEES as well...'KING BEES' but not called this...
Secondly, I remember NEW LOOK 'KRUSTY THE CLOWN' TOMLINSON at ACORN VILLAGES LTD...who was to tell me that it was very important that I should watch DOGVILLE because it was the 'story of my life'...I would gain a perspective upon my situation at ACORN VILLAGES LTD and how people tended to use and abuse me. I worked like a dog and acted like a trouper...people offloaded their work onto me...they 'made' work for me...
I have never been in the Army but I wonder if that is a common 'conflict' between life in the Military and then back to Civvy Street? The 'office bastards' do you in...they know the system and you don't...you 'care' - they don't...just so long as they get their paycheck with the minimum amount of work done - and they would happily break your neck and sell their own family, for a promotion...time to wise up.
Anyway, I did watch this film DOGVILLE eventually and was shocked by the whole scenario...naturally, I related this to PUTIN as the 'mobster father' who turns up to save his daughter...i.e. me.
Wishful thinking perhaps...I still have no idea what would have happened to me if I had gone back to RUSSIA from CHINA in 2003...did PUTIN ever really care about me at all, after that very strange time i.e. his teetering upon a nervous breakdown in terms of being 41 - his ILL programming had begun to unravel in Poland, after the fall of the Berlin Wall and the loss of his KGB post there...
However, I am not so sure now, if he was my 'saviour'...the metaphor doesn't sound quite right...and I had got angry with him in CHINA...he didn't know what he was dealing with...I had had the 'temerity' to tell him that he was just a 'puppet'...and had no authority to tell me what to do...and he had agreed with me...then got TOMLINSON in to try and get me back under mind control again...
I had told him...in no uncertain terms...to disband the ILL CULT immediately...I was going to expose the roots of it...this was the old FBI programming coming out...the 'safety valve' stuff...yet PUTIN figured it was a JEWISH trick or from them, at any rate...but after a few days, he then changed his mind...'yes' I could expose it all...I have no idea what happened in the interim.
Thirdly, THE SIMPSONS had a rather odd episode where HOMER and KRUSTY teach the ITALIAN MOB to 'loop the loop' - a metaphor for OZ/ALICE mind control.
Fourthly, I remember SUSAN BASSNETT at the PRAGUE PARTY 1995...pretending to sympathise with me...she had been called upon to 'arbitrate' as to whether or not I should APOLOGISE to those filthy 'dogs' (RICHARD GILES/WILL SELF) for treating me in such a disgusting way.
She eventually decided (wisely) that I had the freedom to do as I chose - as if it were her 'right' to 'grant' me this. HA HA.
This all makes me so very angry now and rightly so - the filth that the pair of them had spewed at me and then GILES had jumped upon my feet as hard as he could...very painful indeed - something that the programmers at POWERGEN had done to me, during ALICE programming (after I had acted out ALICE giving out the prizes i.e. sweets for the programmers who had won the 'race' - they had jumped upon my fresh 'scab' of a scar upon my ankle which was bandaged - the scar tissue got torn off in the process and I was left upon the floor, crying, in so much pain and rage...
BASSNETT also 'sympathised' with my state of mind...she opined that I didn't know who I really was, what my roots were and that I was lost and confused...until that is, I realised who I really was i.e. BRITISH and part of the ILL CULT gathered around me...my loyalties should be with them.
The whole obscene episode makes me laugh out loud now...loyalties to that bunch of snivelling and snarling mongrels? The SPUDNIKS who had put me into the GONG room and abused me almost every single day of my life - 'loyalty' to that sad, stupid pack of evil-minded MUTTS?
So I didn't know who I really was...but that had been a deliberately left 'open' question and for most of my life...the ILL CULT thrived upon screwing people into the ground in terms of their 'identity'.
The whole of the ROYAL GENOME PROJECT had been constructed to do just that...teach you that your BIRTH MOTHER/FATHER were not your 'real parents' at all...until your main programmers - in my case, RIMINGTON and WATERS came along...and they were supposed to be your REAL PARENTS.
This was all about CUCKOO IN THE NEST programming.
I remember DEB MCD at school, telling me that she had met my 'REAL FATHER' i.e. JOHN WATERS...he had taken her to be part of a 'paedophile show' for the ROYALS and their lackeys...he had led her into a circus ring, stating 'isn't this the THINNEST girl in the world?'.
Funnily enough, DEB had liked him - he wasn't as bad as the others.
DEB understood JOHN WATERS to be my REAL FATHER because he was my main programmer. I suppose she also had a REAL FATHER around somewhere too.
I wonder now about HELEN BROWNE and her REAL FATHER who lives in the DAIRY FLAT at the beginning of WEST STREET, HARWICH.
Anyway, I am getting to my point in a roundabout way...and the main point is QUEEN/KING BEES...
I had been chosen to be a QUEEN BEE...MARK had alluded to that one early on 'you have two daughters in the USA...in the future...they will both get married and have families - and when you turn up at the CIA rest-home, I will take you to meet them - but you mustn't tell them who you are - just be grateful that you have been allowed to have children - this is all a big secret and I am being kind to you, telling you about how I traced these children and 'saved' them for you' sort of thing...
Later on - 2004 - he was to take me to the LSE BIOS party and literally SHOW me one of my young daughters...who didn't look like me at all...I suppose she had TOMLINSON'S appearance genes...
The child looked incredibly like LEO my sister's son...the first time I had held LEO as a small baby...HELEN had run in from the taxi outside in the rain...into the chateau and just plonked him into my arms...he immediately stopped crying and looked at me...it was the 'moment of truth'...immediate bonding - this was MY child, genetically speaking...from my egg and TOMLINSON'S sperm. I 'knew' it but dared not think it. I cannot describe the emotional pull - but it was there.
I was then to find out about 2 other children - all identical - how many more?
Anyway, I then began to put this all together...and wondered about that strange experience in the ITALIAN SYNAGOGUE MUSEUM in JERUSALEM 2006.
I thought about KANG...the supposed father of MAGGIE in THE SIMPSONS...was he really JOHN WATERS or somebody else?
I then thought about IRV RAIBLE...and how he was on friendly terms with the MOB...and how they were backing him up, regarding his DNA claim to a WC castle and lands.
So the MOB had done DNA tests - they were interested. How many DNA tests had they done?
I then thought back to the ITALIAN SYNAGOGUE...and how my remark 'how many babies did you leave in the UK then?'...had shocked the guy momentarily.
I had wondered why...then figured...he must be gay...I just hadn't picked up on that one before, for some reason.
What if I had simply 'read his mind'? I was always shocking people by unconsciously doing this - something that people often said to me.
Was this man part of some cruel ILL encounter...where he had been forced to meet his 'daughter'? Precisely what MARK wanted to do to me, in his planned future for me - in the USA.
It seems to be part of the course, for QUEEN/KING BEES. The ultimate emotional cruelty. To meet your 'genetic' child but not to be able to talk about - not to say a word. Silence.
I then thought about this ITALIAN AMERICAN GUY'S reaction to SHARON. 'You can't come in here if you don't have any money.'
SHARON had helped me a lot, in my quest for knowledge around JERUSALEM...however, he had ALSO repeated the ILL CULT maxim to me...which was then stated in a PAS EMAIL from TOMLINSON...'you are important to us, we don't want you to work - to just be a housewife and pay bills...' and so forth...SHARON was spouting what I had been told in 1980...that I was not allowed to have ANYTHING at all...but this had been dressed up in a 'caring' manner.
SHARON then kept on telling me that I would have my own baby, in the end...this was also in line with RIMINGTON'S last desperate attempts to screw me into the ground...i.e. to steal the baby afterwards...to try to 'break' me...she was insane...obsessed with 'breaking' me. She was the one who told me that I would meet up with SHARON at a later date...in 2004, she had shown me his photograph, from 1980...one of MARK'S collection upon midishrine.com. "Remember him? You will meet him soon." I hadn't got a clue.
So let me guess here...the ITALIAN MOB does their research...they uncover the DNA records or make their own...they then start to track what has been going on in the ROYAL GENOME PROJECT...they then decide that this is going to be VERY profitable for them...because so many 'cuckoos' have a better claim to the titles, properties, land and wealth than the current European owners...
My personal question is: did I meet my 'real father' in that ITALIAN SYNAGOGUE...it makes me want to cry...but I figure that possibly I did...and I am very happy with that one...to be a 'daughter of the MOB' now that is a status to conjure with, isn't it? If I could have chosen any other nationality - it would have been ITALIAN...Franco was always my 'great love'...
This all made me remember JANE FITZGERALD at DARTINGTON who had one of those BOTTICELLI faces...she was the only tutor to really back me...support my work at that terrible place...and she managed to convince the THEATRE DEPARTMENT to do the same...and remarkably, they did so...RAWLINGS coached me through that 'complaints process' to be conducted in front of the BOARD OF GOVERNORS and so forth...
JANE had spent a several years teaching EFL in FLORENCE...she looked like a 'strawberry blonde' Italian herself but told me that she had no such roots...just an 'affinity' to the language, culture etc.
Anyway, so what happened between the MOB and the OZ CIA programmers - CATHY O' BRIEN mentions some contact in her book but not in relation to mind control - just that the US government had to keep on the right side of them - had to get them to agree, in order to go ahead with some of their plans.
Can one assume that the MOB is behind THE SIMPSONS then? How fascinating. Of course, playing the ILL CULT back at their own game and doing it better...
Writing the scripts and the stories up...exposing the lot in comic fashion...
However the characterisation of 'FAT TONY' along with this 'ROBERT POWELL' ASHKENAZIM sidekick and an IRISH 'character' - are not exactly flattering portrayals...
So perhaps this is the FBI lashback...gaining lost ground, after MARK stole their 'drugs/mind control' secrets and sold them to the Private Sector...
Ahem...the BRITISH MONARCHY is finished, isn't it?
They should quickly and quietly resign now...the best of all worlds.
So let us spin this into a framework that I would 'like' to believe in...
The MOB weren't au fait with everything that the ILL CULT were up to...TOMLINSON and my father then go and 'teach them tricks'...and escape with their lives, after making the GODFATHER laugh...
I was right about the NORTH/SOUTH Europe divide...and in isolating ITALY as the main base against the WC and the Ashkenazim 'mercantile/banking classes' of the NORTH...these included the BRITISH ROYAL FAMILY.
Who gave the 'word' to have the ASHKENAZIM bases in RUSSIA bombed? Nobody would have been able to go ahead...PUTIN or BUSH - without the 'green light' from the MOB.
No wonder PUTIN had been in such regular and 'friendly' contact with Berlusconi...they appeared to be the 'best of mates'. He seemed to meet BERLUSCONI publicly, far more frequently than any other political leader in the Western world - 'courting' the MOB.
TOMLINSON wanted me to 'wake up' to this...to somehow 'get it' at ACORN VILLAGES LTD but the only 'mob' that I had ever met were PUTIN'S men as far as I was concerned...Russian intelligence...and so naturally I figured that the film DOGVILLE was all about them - if it appertained to me, in any way.
Other notes:
I have thought up a novel twist for an old song:
THANK HEAVEN, FOR LEETLE PORPHYRIES...FOR LEETLE PORPHYRIES GET BEEGER EVERY DAY...
LOCAL BBC 'roving reporter' in shopping mall:
"How much do YOU - love the ROYAL FAMILY?"
PUNTER:
"Er, um...I'm not sure what your..."
BBC reporter:
"Enough for them to give you PORPHYRIA?"
PUNTER:
"POOR FAIRY what? You're from the BBC, aren't you..."
Other notes:
The 'network' exploded into 'you fucking bitch, you fucking bitch, you fucking bitch' ad infinitum.
Other notes:
Let me extend that comedy 'sketch':
LOCAL BBC reporter:
" MI6 have all got it.Your local government has got it, your local Councillors..."
PUNTER:
"You mean its like BROADBAND?"
LOCAL BBC reporter:
"Exactly. We just have to biochip your left temple - get you RADIO-ACTIVE and then the BT TOWERS..."
PUNTER:
"You mean like the BORG? Are you a loony. Is this CANDID CAMERA? You're not really from the BBC are you..."
LOCAL BBC reporter:
(Reporter begins to flap his big ears, his eyes bulging and emits a long string of rapid MORSE CODE - 'beep beep-beep beep'...the punter begins to back away, sharply...)
Other notes:
Strange goings on at the LIBRARY...computer number 3 hadn't logged the other person off (this had happened to me a few days ago)...and so they were over-riding their 'hour' without realising it...and the 'techie' guy was there...the one who looks like one of PRINCE CHARLES' aides and the other people in the library...gave one the combined effect that something very suspicious and SPOOKY was going on...the Library staff were racing around in a harried sort of way...there was some 'problem' with the computer network but nobody knew quite what...yet every computer seemed to be working normally (as well as the INTERNET) and so I couldn't see what the fuss was all about...
I got a JOHN WATERS message - in relation to my 'amused expression'...DON'T LOOK SO OBVIOUS...'obvious' - to whom? Doesn't everybody know who I am and what I am up to?
Anyway, I then found that I hadn't managed to copy my last file to my memory stick for some reason...and so couldn't post up the above...so I will do so tomorrow...
I then went to the cashpoint and had another bash at cracking the code...to no effect...this time I tried a four digit code from the back of ROBIN HOOD...oh no, I didn't...but I had thought about it but then hadn't...
I had a flashback to seeing TOMLINSON'S fingers on the numberpad whilst he was using his JOWELL account cashpoint card in CAGNES SUR MER...and I remembered the basic movement as starting from the middle number 5 up diagonally...down and to the left and then down again and to the right...and I began to try to work out his pin-number as possibly:
5378
5347
Neither worked...
I also tried a few variations on the ISBN numbers of the 3 books yesterday:
1270/1207...also 1243 - this was an ABE C number...I cannot remember how I worked that one out...from something around here...I also tried 5326 I think...but cannot remember now...
It made me laugh to stand around doing this...it looked so 'criminal', coming back to the cashpoint...every now and then...but I was doing nothing wrong...MY cashpoint cards...my passport in my bag, to prove who I am, if necessary...
The first time I went there...I walked past a lady coming from the cashpoint whom I 'guessed' was rather suspicious...she had got out a massive wad of notes...and I wondered about her...what had she keyed in? Not many people tend to get out that much money and walk away with it in their hand without putting it away...she was around the corner from the cashpoint, as I walked past her...quite a distance away...
Other notes:
I cycled back to FLAT 3 and the network went nuts...telling me to go back and post my last email above...but I wouldn't...I do not take 'orders' from anybody...it is too cold to cycle out twice in a day...I wonder why they were all so insistent...did they want me OUT of the flat for some reason? Did RIMINGTON want to use it today?
Anyway, I also paid a quick visit to SOMERFIELD...to find that STELLA (ARTOIS) was out on the floor again in a specific programming location...so I did my usual thing...cleared up the 'programming' locations of programming objects.
Other notes:
I arrived back home to see that the GREEN ENVIRONMENTAL BIN of PETRONELLA had blown down the garden path towards her back door - it was lidless...I hope she sees it...
The point being...that yesterday...the lid blew off mine...I thought about putting it on again and then I GOT IT and so left it lidless...this was GREEN MAN programming...keeping a LID upon your ENVIRONMENTAL BIN...that was why in the programming sites in MANNINGTREE...I had wondered why there were STONES put on top of this particular type of GREEN Council bin, given freely to residents of the area...ROCKEFELLER programming...I couldn't work it out at the time...because the bins in question, were empty and there were no 'high winds' down that alleyway (only a really high wind would be able to take the lid off one of those bins and only if it got knocked over)...I can see what was going on now...keeping a proverbial lid upon the 'green man' alter...that is the programming that is used, in relation to these GREEN ENVIRONMENTAL bins.
That is what the ILL do - take a really commonplace object in your life, which you regularly use and then program something horrific into the image...
Rather like chocolate brownies...'every time you eat one of these you will think that you are eating dog poo' RIMINGTON told us all, within this flat in 2004.
She was referring to our 'other side of the mirror' state of mind - this was 'subconscious mind' programming. The idea being - to make you feel as sick and ill as possible - and not to know why you were feeling that way.
The conflict between the conscious 'mmm, I really love chocolate brownies' and the subconscious fear and alarm 'I am eating dog poo' which would put your brain into 'conflict' and furthered the 'great divide' in your psyche...resulting in anxiety, tension...nerves...you 'want' something and you have it but you do not feel 'happy' after you have eaten the chocolate brownie...you feel as if you have just eaten 'dog's muck' but it was a chocolate brownie...so harmless, so delicious...what is wrong with you?
I wonder if RIMINGTON used that with SEXUALITY programming too? I bet she did. Here is the gal/guy that you really fancy and you can sleep with them...but how will you feel afterwards? Like shit. Guaranteed. If RIMINGTON had anything to do with it.
So you wonder...maybe I didn't really fancy that guy/gal...maybe that was a 'mistake'...better luck next time...the ILL screw everybody up sexually...and into the ground.
MARK was one of RIMINGTON'S dogs...he used to 'bow wow' for her.
He had a very cynical 'eye' about sexuality...hence his mind control command for ETI THE YETI:
SIN SIN SIN ETI (Cincinnati).
That would switch the YETI into adoring and sexually aroused 'mind control slave' homosexual alter.
You can see how these people loved being what they thought of as 'magicians'...all you had to say was SIN SIN SIN ETI...and it happened...like 'magic'...and the guy didn't remember anything at all afterwards - neat.
So easily prettified into 'those from HOGWARTS' and those MUGGLES who don't get a thing....except that most people in the UK are not MUGGLES...everybody that I have ever known...has had more than a passing 'brush' with mind control...
Had MARK tortured ETI into this 'adoring slave' alter - himself, personally...or had other lesser programmers? Maybe he tended to leave the 'dirty work' to others...the hangings, gassings, drownings - not to mention extreme psychological and physical tortures...so that he could play the GREAT MAGICIAN who only had to say the word and miraculously, the slave obeyed...the heights of self-delusion, within the ILL CULT.
Other notes:
Early Saturday morning...
Last night two memories came back...I was thinking about cashpoints...firstly I was thinking about TOMLINSON and his JOWELL account...MR TOM seemed to think that my memories of this time were 'mirror-wise' for some reason and so TOMLINSON wouldn't have tapped in 5348 or 5349 (I wasn't sure about the last digit) into the LEUMI cashpoint machine at Cagnes Sur Mer. The mirror image would give 5168 or 5169.
I then thought: 51 is his 'main number' and so 5169 would figure.
I then remembered RIMINGTON at the HSBC cashpoint in HARWICH in 2004 - she was taking out £200. She told me that she was only allowed to take out £200 a day or it would be noticed. This was her 'pocket money'. So the old MONOPOLY BOARD command rang true - even for her - PASS GO COLLECT £200. Obviously the ILL were all allowed to do this but only once a day - or else the machine swallowed your card up.
Anyway, I also had a very strange dream...I was in our old Blackheath St Austell Road house...and I was with SUE the CARE MANAGER at ACORN VILLAGES LTD...she was using a cashpoint machine in the side of the corridor wall opposite to my mother's old 'illegal perinatal clinic' at home...
SUE took out two lots of £200 and then left her card in the machine - it was stuck. She then ran off.
I then managed to take it out and put mine in and tapped in the same number - to find that the machine didn't give me notes...it gave me 2 and a 1/2 small sticks of a silvery metal (they looked like crumbling, smudgy silver crayons) - which I recognised as URANIUM.
I woke up, initially mystified by this dream...and then realised that SUE was on the ILL NETWORK and had been benefitting from the PASS GO COLLECT £200...she was TONY GREEN'S sidekick, after all...secondly that this wasn't just the ILL MONEY TREE...this was about the illegal URANIUM trade which could go two ways...for NUCLEAR POWER or for NUCLEAR WEAPONS....the illegal ARMAMENTS TRADE. I thought about how FRANCE has the largest number of NUCLEAR POWER STATIONS in Europe - a lesser known fact.
I then linked this to STELLA RIMINGTON'S South African connections...to STELLALAND (to which she made a passing reference at the TEMPLAR CASTLE - she would be Queen of her own country after the NWO had been imposed)...and to WWII and the URANIUM trade up Africa and then Europe...to Arnheim.
This was an ASHKENAZIM trade...along with DIAMONDS and COCAINE.
COCAINE, URANIUM, DIAMONDS - CUD - 'chewing the cud'.
Early this morning...I decided to contact TOMLINSON - assuming that he was still alive somewhere and had cheated death yet another time...he gave me a spiel which was obvious lies...and so I went back to 'MR DAN' from the MOSSAD...what was TOMLINSON'S current password to make him tell the truth...
I asked MR DAN what had happened, regarding the ILL SYSTEM of CASHPOINTS...he said that your card number was 'registered' and so you had to use your own...you had to have a 'known pin-number'...and you then tapped in the secret code 'over-ride' 4 digit number instead.
I asked him if I had this - he told me that 'yes' - whilst RIMINGTON was reprogramming me, she should have given me this facililty but was obviously too mean to do so. She had therefore withheld my numbers and only showed me that she had this facility herself, whilst not letting me see what numbers she was tapping in and why.
I asked him what my digits were: he replied that on record, my 'orthodox pin number' should be 1813 - and my secret code pin-number should be 2711. There was also a 'general code' secret pin-number if the 'cashpot' of your former one was 'empty' at that point...and this was 4511.
I asked him what he thought of RIMINGTON - not much - she was just a braindead robot - nothing inside her head at all...I was given the image of an implosion inside her head - like 'gun-fire' - her brains had been 'blown out' a long time ago. Not 'human' in any recognisable form, anymore. A burnt out shell.
Naturally, I shall try the above codes out - this morning - to see what happens.
Other notes:
Last night...I began to realise that if anybody was the 'master race' then it was people like me...and not those 'burnt out shells' like RIMINGTON, TOMLINSON etc...they were now pretty much 'braindead puppets'...yet these 'robots' all believed that they would be 'masters' of the NWO.
I thought about the film DOGVILLE again...and how the entire village gets a bullet in the head...once the 'daughter' has woken up to what these people are really like...and how the woman personally puts a bullet into the 'script-writer/author's brain...which is pretty much, what I have now done to MARK and SPIELBERG.
Other notes:
I remembered what PRINCE WILLIAM had told me in PRAGUE 1994...he had been 'complimenting' us all in terms of his choice of us as teachers, at the newly opened British Council DTO...when he came to me he said that I was the 'bunny rabbit' of the two Princes...his mother had recommended me to them because I had been born at the 'tail of the Comet'...
So Lady Diana knew about that then...she knew what had happened to her...who told her...or did she work it out....'born at the tail of the comet' was this a real event or was it just code for 'FBI-trained kid' opposed to CIA puppet?
It has to be noted that NEITHER of the PRINCES were 'born at the tail of a comet' and so you can guess what I think of the pair of them - WILLIAM will be rather like 'RIMINGTON' by now. Just another blown-out brain.
I was looking at a recent 'freebie' from THE SIMPSONS magazine...it is of a yellow, plastic BLOW-UP GUITAR.
I looked at the 6 SCREWS at the top of it...and flashbacked to a recording studio...CHRIS TARRANT...rather like CATHY O' BRIEN'S experience of programming in terms of 'Country and Western' music producers/pop-stars tending to be programmers or CIA slaves...the same was happening in the UK in 1980.
This bastard was slowly describing how a guitar worked...as a metaphor for mind control...'we put these 6 screws inside your head, tighten them and then put the strings...'
I retorted that this was obscene...how could he say such things to us...he just looked at me with extreme distaste and disgust...and didn't even bother to reply...he just continued with his monologue to the group of us, crowded around a recording deck. This was very early on...or I would never have dared to talk back...our first 'trips' were around the UK...and then the 3 month tour of the world began...
The ILL loved to tell you, what they were going to do to you, beforehand...in a metaphorical way.
Anyway, if you turn this SIMPSONS guitar sideways...you see the 'metaphorical image' much more clearly...it is of a FEATHERED SERPENT...you have the BLACK SNAKE'S HEAD (it even has two 'eyes')...which is hanging down DEAD at the end of one of the legs of the guitar...just like in TOMLINSON'S photograph of the 'black snake' branch, hanging down from a tree, in the TEMPLAR CASTLE grounds...this photograph is in MY PICTURES upon WORD 7...
You then have the TAIL FEATHERS of the BLACK SNAKE...which are the 6 SCREWS organised like a 'fan' at the top...
This is an AZTEC image, for the creation of a 'dead-head' mind control slave - a 'feathered serpent'.
I am sure that there are other obscene references to mind control in this obscene plastic object but I do not know...'rock n roll' upon one 'leg' of the 'guitar' - must be about the ROCKEFELLER family...but I have no idea about the orange streaks ('tanning'?)...or the much shorter 'right arm'.
MARK ROCKEFELLER knew that THE SIMPSONS carried the whole story in 1994...maybe it was another of his projects...who knows?
Other notes:
I forgot to mention that MR DAN also told me something rather strange and connected to URANIUM...and that was that successful experiments had been carried out...in terms of the 'power of thought' being able to ignite a bomb at a distance...the image was of 'imploding brains'...people having their brains blown out...
Other notes:
I went through that hideous time in OXFORD again...teaching English for various schools...and realise that I now knew a couple more places where we had been programmed...behind CHRISTCHURCH/MAGDALENE COLLEGES (there are some small gardens behind and a lake - one of the gardens has sunflowers and a sort of 'beehive' 'hops' container )...
Additionally, my first bedsit there - down an alleyway in the centre - overlooked a sort of 'warehouse' which had a green door and steps leading up to it...and I had a dream that I had been led up those stairs by RIMINGTON and into that place...but nothing more than that...I then realised how I had been framed up by that so-called Estate Agents that has a one-line advertisement in the Oxford newspapers...run by an MI6 bastard...they specialised in cheap flats/bedsits...and I had been allocated this one, specifically...to see the GREEN DOOR...and to be subconsciously terrorised by it...every time I looked out of that one small window...into the backyard of a pub and then that GREEN DOOR just behind...
I then remembered the peculiar 'Anna' who had turned up at SHANE SCHOOL and tried to make me share a flat with her (I had met her before at the ELC in Poland - where she had turned up for 2 weeks - JAMES FORREST had paid her double what Sonia, Mark and I earned - in order to persuade her to stay on as a teacher but she had then left anyway)...this flat was overlooking the place where you can rent punts...mysteriously, ANNA had hardly anything in the flat at all...it was literally bare apart from a TV and a bed...she obviously didn't really live there...and now I can remember why I felt so scared and wanted to get out of that building so fast...we had all been made to stay there for a night...in that vile apartment block, it used to be owned by one of the colleges - the students had to move out in the holidays and British Intelligence had rented the block for a night...and we had been ECT'd and raped in there...I cannot remember what else...
In brief, I was under ILL attack, the whole time that I was in Oxford...so many awful memories and I begin to wonder yet again...why ME? Surely the ILL do not have the time to do this to all of their 'errant' mind control slaves - why this particular fixation upon myself?
Other notes:
TOMLINSON had a blackboard in one of the downstairs rooms of the TEMPLAR CASTLE...and I remember being made to work out my 'maths' there, as a sort of 'test' set by TOMLINSON...upon the board with a chalk...it was then that DAVID CAMERON came into the room...I had no idea what he wanted...he simply said 'I will protect you' and then left.
This was something that TOMLINSON had said to me all of those years ago - in the Railway Hotel next to Budapest Station...and in point of fact, he didn't protect me at all. I took it all with a pinch of salt.
Other notes:
ROBIN HOOD...I remember TOMLINSON pointing out that WITCH WOOD ILLustration and showing me that the legs of the horse, apparently spelt out a set of numbers...and as far as I can remember...it was a variation upon the old 1741 code but that it began with 7...I couldn't see what he was pointing out at all...and I still cannot do so now...and so he was probably making it up as he went along...was it 70411...I do not know...he didn't tell me what the number meant...maybe it was an old Solihull telephone number...and I was supposed to remember it...
Other notes:
The MOB...silent but deadly...so how many of your 'HARRY POTTER' million pound bonuses - ILL cult slaves - want to hold onto the money now? Knowing that you STOLE it from a 'daughter of the MOB'?
The lists have been made up...one by one...you will all receive a 'bullet in the back of the head'...you will be picked off...just like DOGVILLE - still want to hold onto that money?
It is not yours...and you all know it...you all knew it at the TEMPLAR CASTLE 2001...ROWLING was exposed on stage in a 'dog collar' to the lot of you...as a fake and a two-bit actress...you all knew about the 'HARRY POTTER' museum in the castle and who was the REAL author...I was made to walk on stage and to present myself to the rest of you...it was hideous...I had to ad-lib...I had no real idea of what to say and so just said a few words...sparing a glance for ROWLING, naked in her electronic dog-collar, to the right of me...DALDRY then told the auditorium that I hadn't benefited because I had been disobedient to the ILL CULT.
So what do you want to do, SLAVES? Pay it back now or wait for the bullet?
Remember - the more I suffer - the more YOU will.
The MOSSAD are now cooperating with the MOB - they supplied a lot of your names.
Do NOTE that the MOB bears GRUDGES down the generations - it won't just affect your family within this generation. THINK about it. They take their time but they get things done.
HURRAH for GENES, that what I say...HURRAH for the DNA GENE POOL.
I always knew that I had the best protection in the world - how else would I have survived...and now I know why.
MR HOROWITZ who wrote the books BIOLOGICAL APOCALYPSE and PIRATES OF THE SACRED SPIRAL...the guy is quite obviously Italian American...and one can see that this community is now taking the lead in terms of STOPPING the ILL CULT in its tracks...
It all begins to make so much sense...so DALDRY...just remember this...and the rest of the ILL...once you are DEAD...you cannot change your mind...and you will never know when that bullet comes...or the one for your young daughter...you will never know.
The above was the 'final denouement' that the ILL CULT were waiting for...they wanted to know who was really behind it all and now they know...so let the game begin...they will all be hunted down one by one...picked off one by one...never safe in their own country or abroad...unless they pay up. You stole the money of a daughter of the MOB. You PAY or die.
How do you feel MARTIN AYRES? You kept saying that you had stolen my money because your wife and children wouldn't respect you if you didn't pay for the mansion, the private schools and the expensive holidays...what use is all of that - if they all end up dead?
THINK ABOUT IT.
How funny...after all of this time...I had noted much earlier on...whilst I was posting upon TOMLINSON'S website in 2006...that whenever I sent him an email mentioning P2 that he would NEVER post it...although he posted up everything else that I sent him upon his blogspot...in fact, this turned out rather well because if I didn't want him to post up my emails publicly...all I had to do was to include a mention of P2 in the email...
I suppose I was thinking 'let's get it all out in the open now' and he wouldn't for some reason...because P2 were one of the long arms of the MOB...and I wasn't allowed to talk about that one, so early on...I didn't have nearly enough information to do so...I had to go to ISRAEL to find out so much more...
I can now see why I was so protected everywhere that I went...and one can imagine that the ILL MOSSAD team who had planted that bomb...didn't just 'lose their jobs'. The MOB are everywhere...in the MOSSAD, in Shin Beit...you name it...they run it...the 'hidden chapter'...they ran the ASHKENAZIM/SEPHARDIC mafia trades from behind the scenes...
The MOB have had their 'fun' now - playing the whole ILL CULT system back upon the POOR FAIRIES...and now the game turns REAL.
Time to die, ILL.
This is really funny...the ILL thought that they were the superior 'race' and that they would rule the NWO...but I had known from early on, that it was the other way around...those who survived would be those who fought the ILL CULT the most and the hardest...it was all on the FBI files.
The basic equation in order to create a really ILL person is this:
ILL PROGRAMMING + DEMONIC BLOOD TRANSFUSION (RESULTING IN PORPHYRIA) + TOO MUCH COKE UP THE NOSE = 'sub-species' of human being.
I suppose that this doesn't bother MILIBAND...I bet he still thinks that he is a 'god', high as a kite in the sky...I don't suppose it bothers RIMINGTON either...she still thinks that she is a 'flying space lizard'...what can you do but laugh?
Anyway, once the KILLING begins - will the MOB stop? I get the feeling not. This is a 'plague' that has to be dealt with, thoroughly. PETER BAREFOOT was one of the first, a 'taster'.
I now understand what has happened. This is now about MOB MONEY - you touch it and you are DEAD. No more 'games'. The ILL have been given the 'ceremonial kiss' upon the cheek and now it is time to get a little more 'serious'.
I can now remember how many members of the MOB that I had met in JERUSALEM and mistook them for ISRAELI INTELLIGENCE...but there again, that is what they were...Israeli Intelligence.
I suppose that as per usual - I was able to pull those who 'weren't' out of the woodwork...i.e. the ILL MOSSAD team...whereupon they were duly 'dealt with'.
This is all such a revelation but as MARK said...I just tend to do things instinctively and get them right without thinking about it too much or understanding what is going on around me...
I turned up in Israel and found my spiritual home in the ITALIAN SYNAGOGUE museum...that is why I refuted with disdain...the ASHKENAZIM 'conversion' courses...run by very ILL people (I wouldn't look at any REFORM courses in the UK but then the ISRAELI STATE doesn't respect this particular branch either)...which SHARON 'found' for me...that wasn't where I belonged...not by a long chalk. SHARON 'knew' that I didn't really belong with the Sephardim either and so I was at a loss...as to what was going on. I am not now - DNA - 'KING/QUEEN BEES' - it all becomes transparent.
Other notes:
I haven't looked at this BANKING CARTEL scam in detail but I should now - it appears to be primarily ASHKENAZIM - exposed by the MOB.
When did CASHPOINTS become common in the UK?
Around the 1980s...where so many of them appeared, everywhere...even in the local villages...
Now, I have often stated the MARX/ENGEL's concept of understanding how any given organisation and its hierarchy works - by simply 'watching where the money goes in and goes out'...this is also a major FBI philosophy and has underpinned most of their 'work'.
So how would you EFFECTIVELY hide where the 'money goes in and goes out' within your organisation?
Answer: hide all transactions by transferring the money to your 'employees' via cashpoint cards and special 'codes'. No amount of CCTV will ever show these transactions up because you aren't allowed to actually film people tapping in their numbers and then check with the BANKS to find out their real pin-numbers.
For example, the £400 extracted from the CASHPOINT in MANNINGTREE, will never show up on SUE's bank statement. She never 'had' it and there is no record of the 'transaction'.
I have often wondered about those like SUE...on a lowish salary with a husband who is 'retired' (or was he still working in 'computers' - at any rate, he didn't seem to earn as much as her)...yet she had a nice house...could afford expensive holidays, a brand new car...expensive presents for her children...I have known so many people like this and throughout my life...you look at their take-home salary and figure 'they must be on the fiddle somehow' but you can never work it out.
I remember SUE now...and this is what probably prompted my dream last night...coming into the MEETING PLACE to see PAT ANDREW and myself (this was the 'drop-in centre' for ACORN VILLAGES LTD in the centre of MANNINGTREE)...she was red-faced...looked like she was over-heating to the point, where she might have a coronary or a stroke...what had happened...she had simply lost her cashpoint card in the local machine...the one by the front door of the MEETING PLACE...but her behaviour was like that of a headless chicken...
It was all rather odd but then, as SUE appeared to be stressed out normally...not so abnormal in terms of behaviour but this woman was a 'sensible' sort and not given to panicking over trifles...PAT told her calmly that she could retrieve the card when the bank opened...easily done...we were there before 9 a.m. in the morning...this didn't seem to cheer SUE up one bit...in fact, the thought of it appeared to make her worse...she then disappeared off in her car.
I can see why now...(and I must have picked up the images subconsciously)...she had got too greedy...tried to take £400 out in one day...the machine had swallowed her card...she must have been freaking out about whether or not that particular transaction might have been tracked and recorded...
Additionally, I can now see why both PAT and TOMLINSON warned me about SUE in terms of 'she is the worst one of the lot - the one to watch' in terms of keeping upon the right side of her and I could never see why...she seemed such a nice woman to me, in a highly demanding job...I am so crap at sizing people up, accurately...SUE was on 'the fiddle' in a big way...maybe she was a 'nice woman' but because she was taking so much 'ILL money'...that made her very dangerous indeed.
I wonder what would have happened if RIMINGTON had given me my 'facility' to access the PASS GO COLLECT £200...that would have meant that I wouldn't have had to sign on at all...I would have been able to pay my rent and bills easily...AND I would have been able to put myself up in a local hotel (like MARK did whilst he stayed in this horrendous 'hangman's flat')...in order to come back and to do the necessary 'work' here...but that was not to be.
The ILL really make me laugh sometimes...as MARK was to say to me in 1994, regarding the future where TOMLINSON would send me those PAS EMAILS in Israel 'he won't think that he is helping you but he will be'...i.e. TOMLINSON was sending me 'death threat' mind control commands...which I then unravelled and got out of my system...
Rather like my father and mother too...the ILL think that MONEY IS POWER...and that you do not give it to 'rebels' to the cult...however, that made me so furious that I exposed my parents - both of them - thoroughly, upon the INTERNET...their very worst nightmare come true.
The ILL do themselves in by their extreme obsession with money...their greed, meanness and stinginess...and that was to be my POWER over them.
So technically - how much can an ILL SLAVE hope to receive for 'services rendered' per year? Potentially £200 a day...let me get the calculator out...no need 365x200...73000...£73,000 EXTRA a year...that makes a lot of sense.
A substantial amount of money...but not as much as the 'top Civil Servants' who were getting their million pound HARRY POTTER bonuses p.a. - now don't tell me that they came out of a 'cashpoint' - so how was that 'fiddle' constructed then?
I suppose it would be rather like my father's 'A' MERIT AWARD from the BMA (an extra £80,000 p.a.) - that shocked everybody - including my mother.
Other notes:
Okay, I will now cycle into HARWICH and put this up on the INTERNET...just remember ILL - if I cannot get any money out of the cashpoint machine today...read the above again carefully and understand what will happen to you. You do not want to make me any angrier than I already am - trust me on that one.
Other notes:
I have just cycled into to DOVERCOURT – I went to the cashpoint and typed in the new pin-number 1813 and had it verfied. I then used the card again with 2711 and then 4711 – with NO success.
The only ‘oddity’ was using my new pin-number 1813 and finding out that the HSBC was now telling me how much I had in my account – unusual – it normally says ‘this service is not available’ if there is not enough my account to withdraw a certain amount.
Anyway, what can one say but:
LET THE KILLING BEGIN.
How about THE PRINCES first?
Why not start at the top of the tree? The MOB got Falconi – he didn’t last long – how many of the ROYAL MILITARY can those sick pigs really trust? Not many, at all. How many in the first culling – 10 or 100 - or more? I would personally favour a ‘cross-section’ of Society – across the board – more effective that way.
So it begins.
APRES MOI LE DELUGE.
(As I was to say to DALDRY in 1995 – this was all ‘fated’ to happen.)
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF 'HARRY POTTER':
Looking at the ROBIN HOOD book again - I knew that I was on to something...that ILLustration of WITCH WOOD and the money tree...I tried hard to remember the digits that TOMLINSON had spouted and came up with with sequence 70411...maybe it was a variation upon this...no idea.
At any rate...I then remembered a 'joke test' that SUE WALKER had set me at Senior School when we were about 13/14 years old...she had written 4 numbers on a sheet of paper and asked me which one was a 'perfume':
3040
4711
59305094
I have made the other 4 numbers up...it was the 4711 which was a man's aftershave. Nobody got it apart from me - despite a lot of advertising...because I then began to test my friends, after Sue had left the classroom - it was just before registration in the chemistry/biology lab...
SUE WALKER had very 'careful' only to show this joke to me, in retrospect...but I immediately copied it down on another sheet of paper and tried it on DEB and then SUE WHALLEY, when they came in...DEB then called BEN GRAHAM over to 'test his brain'...SUE WALKER came back into the room and had a hissy fit...why had I shown the joke to all of these people...I told her that I had only shown SUE and DEB...
In relation to BEN...SUE appeared to do some mental arithmetic and then said 'okay, you can do it too'...he didn't get it (he thought it was an alphanumerical code) - he had to be shown and then slapped his forehead - and that was that.
Anyway, this Sunday morning...an odd memory came back...it was of around that time in my school life...I hadn't gone into school...I had gone into Solihull town centre with one of my father's cashpoint cards...and had used it in the first machine (a LLoyds one) across the road from the bus-stop...using 4711...I have no idea what his real pin-number was...RIMINGTON was then waiting for me, further down that main street...she had parked her car there...unfortunately I hadn't been able to get any money out...and even worse...the machine had swallowed up his card...RIMINGTON did some mental arithmetic 'he must have got his share out already'...she didn't blame me for it which was lucky...something that she was prone to do...regarding the loss of the card, she laughed and said 'he is so absent-minded, he will think that he did it himself'.
I had been wondering what I did on all of those days that I played truant from school...as well as the majority of my class...and now I am beginning to get it.
RIMINGTON was probably 'running' us all with our parents' ILL cards, to cash in on their ILL 'cash injections' upon a weekly basis. That would account for one day a week off - but what about the other 1/2 days that most of us, normally took off school? Once you had taken the morning off - you couldn't go back in for the afternoon classes - you hadn't been registered and the lessons were so useless, anyway and so what was the point...plus your morning class teachers might spot you...and give you detention.
So my question now is...why didn't 4711 work for my card?
Perhaps the MOSSAD was wrong...and my initial card number 4116 was the correct one...so I could change it back and try 4711...
I get a funny feeling about something that TOMLINSON might have said...I was always 'hopeless' at remembering numbers (something that I had deliberately taught myself to be, to avoid being programmed)...and I wonder now...if I was given 4116...as an obvious reminder for 4611 or 6411? However, RIMINGTON hadn't told me...but TOMLINSON might have set it up that way for me...or whoever...maybe DALDRY...he was there whilst I was being programmed in the warehouse in 1980 and had to give me an 'easy number' to remember 231231231...shortened to 492...SCARLETT and MARR were also there...
I have a lot of options here:
4116 - and 4611 6411 and 4711...maybe also 7041 and 7411...
1813 - and the above...
I shall try them all out today.
Other notes:
It is astonishing...JOHN WATERS and REV MOON said that British Intelligence 'higher echelons' basically had NOTHING to do except piss around...that was their 'function' in order to bring the whole system down...and one can see that this is precisely what RIMINGTON was up to...in the 1970s...on the 'fiddle' everywhere...and not just as GYPSY ROSE LEE...
If she had done just 2 schoolchildren a day, with their parents' cashpoint cards...that would have meant an extra income of £148,000 p.a.
I bet that the system went wrong sometimes...when RIMINGTON was called away to do something else and the kid stood around for ages with £200 in their hands and then went home...I can imagine that happening to SUE WHALLEY, for some reason...
Thinking about it now...I remember SUE telling me that MICHAEL SPENCE was suddenly 'rich' at around this age and was lending money to all of his friends...so many people had been given either gifts or 'loans' by him...SUE was adamant that anybody could go and get some money off him from £10-25 (a fortune to most of us)...he appeared to be giving it away for free, most of the time...
So I bet some kids 'remembered' the system...SPENCE seemed particularly 'immune' to ILL programming for some reason...
I bet that this sort of ILL ABUSE was endemic in Solihull and that most families were trapped within the system...I remember HELEN RODWAY telling me that her father earnt about £12,000 a year for all of his working life before he retired...his wife didn't work...and yet still managed to pay a mortgage upon a 3 bedroomed house near to the centre of Solihull, raise two children...and they never appeared to be 'short' of money...they certainly weren't wealthy but they weren't poor either.
One might even say that the whole town was 'on the fiddle' and that you moved to SOLIHULL because you were an ILL SLAVE and bent as they come...but one could also say that most people could not survive or bring up their families upon their abysmal earnings in terms of house prices rocketting and so I suppose it was a case of desperation and 'joining the club' i.e. if everybody else is in it, why not?
Other notes:
DUFFY...the surname DUFFY...there was a boy called this at 6th Form College...MARK thought that this was the most ILL surname of all. Top of the heap in the SOLIHULL ILL CULT.
Other notes:
There was some post when I first came to this flat...and I remember MARK had told me to make a note of it but I didn't...as far as I can recall...COMPASS then came in to retrieve it...
Anyway, I seem to remember him telling me that this would be about an 'alter' that RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON had attempted to program me with...anyway, the name is:
MS LAURA HELYARD
I can now remember commenting to TOMLINSON about how I liked the name LAURA because the Italian wife of the Assistant Director 'Martin' at the DTO in Prague had this first name but she pronounced it LAUWRA...and I thought that a lovely way to pronounce LAURA...she had had a terrible time in Prague because of Czech racism and downright hostility to those of a darker skin...LAURA was from the South and to the Czechs, she looked like a 'gypsy'...additionally, her husband frequented casinos and spent a lot of his salary there and drank a large amount everyday...(I remember asking him why he went gambling and he said 'the BRITISH COUNCIL gives me the money to do it' but also admitted that he had a 'problem' - I questioned that one - 'they give you the money - you have got to be kidding' apparently not but he also ended up spending his own money there too - so 'James Bond' time) anyway, things got very difficult and so his wife went back home to NAPLES with their young son...she had given up a good job to come with him to PRAGUE (he had met her whilst teaching EFL in Naples) and the whole thing was a nightmare for her...she missed her family and friends...
Anyway, if this is an 'alter' of mine...what is HELYARD all about...is that a big joke about the MASONIC GARDEN? I suppose that it must be...but I have pulled out most of the HELL that was growing in that garden.
The letter is advertising a CAPITAL ONE VISA CARD.
A dummy one is attached to the letter:
Number: 4775 9600 0000 0000
There is a picture of the moon upon it...
LAURA has a number above her name at this address:
9416 201 200914417
I have no intention of applying for this card but it appears easy enough to do so and I suppose that the intention behind it - was for me to do so in LAURA HELYARD'S NAME...I wonder now...why did this turn up a couple of days ago? RIMINGTON getting cold feet?
I could apply for it in MY OWN NAME of course and see what happens...
Anyway, there are different classic 'designs' that one can have:
LIGHTNING/MONKEY/MOON/PIGLET/LABRADOR PUP/ST GEORGE FLAG/TIGER/TURQUOISE 'landscape' and light on horizon.
You automatically get the last one if you do not choose a design.
STEPHANIE DUFTY is the Marketing Manager.
Why do I link her to HELEN BROWNE? Because she was called STEPHANIE at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...
The name DUFTY...rather like DUFFY...that must have been an aide memoire...I remember DALDRY often telling us in 1980...that we were all DUFFERS.
HELEN BROWNE used to be as friendly as she could be - to the boy surnamed DUFFY at 6th Form but he rarely showed up in the common room and he never reciprocated that 'friendliness' (she obviously thought that it was important to keep on the right side of him)...I remember her telling me that he had asked her a lot of questions about me at one point...but I never actually spoke to him, as far as I can remember.
Additionally, Helen had also gone out with a SOLIHULL PUBLIC SCHOOL BOY called JOHN MELDRUM who was the lead singer of the 'heavy metal band' at their school...this lot called themselves the BRETHREN and were much disliked by most people...they specialised in sexism and racism...
I remember HELEN showing me a burn upon her hand...she told me that MELDRUM had put his cigarette out upon her hand when drunk...just for a 'laugh'...I could hardly believe it...whenever I had spoken to him...he seemed a polite and rather shy middle-class boy. She told me that there was another side to him...a really nasty side. MARK was to laugh at that one...MELDRUM...there was another ILL surname that was very similar...the two surnames would have been in the same 'bracket' for some reason.
I can now remember something coming back...when I accosted HELEN BROWNE and BEN STENSON at 6th Form for spreading disgusting rumours about me...I had split up with CRUELTY CORNER after the supposed death of SEV and gone to the other side of the common room...to a group of young women who all hated HELEN...she had bitched them all into the ground at some point...and then these 'rumours' began to come to my ears but nobody would tell me what...so I went straight up to the pair of them and asked them what they had been saying...HELEN looked cowed and sly - ashamed of herself...BEN stuttered...they wouldn't tell me what they had said...and so I walked away in disgust...but I could hear them afterwards...'shouldn't we have told her' 'no, she would have never believed it'...and now I am getting the picture...they had used my mind control commands to do something terrible...
Afterwards...and after they had left 6th form...MARY YARDLEY and RICHARD GILES were to sneer at me that I had been to some 'party' where I had performed a sex act for a couple of men...I still have no memory of this at all...they were adamant that it had happened...I was furious and stood my ground until they looked ashamed and cowardly...like weasels...I had done no such thing..were they there...no they weren't...and so how dare they spread such filthy rumours...they then simply started to laugh like evil children...and I walked away...
I am now getting the picture of why GARY PEARSON had refused to go to HELEN'S wedding and exclaimed in surprise at the fact that I had gone - 'after what you did to her?' he told HELEN BROWNE.
HELEN BROWNE then volunteered to be one of my 'tormentors' at the TEMPLAR CASTLE to 'shout in my ear'...one of the 'privileged' ILL who had been chosen to do this to the 13TH ONE.
What can I do but laugh? Your REAL FATHER raped you on your wedding night in your WEDDING DRESS, Helene Browne - you know - that old sailor that doesn't wash...who lives up the road here...in the DAIRY FLAT...according to the ILL CULT he is own FATHER and your 'other father' raped me as a 10 year old child, HELEN BROWNE upon one of those caravan 'family' holidays by the sea...now GUESS what I think of you and your family.
I took one look at her ABUSED son (cowering in the corner of the room - unable to speak at all) and realised that HELEN BROWNE had a blown out shell of a mind, in 1996.
Other notes:
I should put down the other numbers upon the CAPITOL ONE card letter, just in case:
SF000891
The above number covers your 'signature' in a RED PANEL.
Underneath this - the entire form appears to be coded:
14378/UNAFO1/1108
Now that wouldn't be the FOREIGN OFFICE would it? I had an odd dream about MILIBAND last night...pleading with me that he was trying to 'help' me - so why not come clean about the furniture in FLAT 1 that belongs to HAUT DE LA GARENNE, DAVID MILIBAND? That would help me and many others, considerably...I cannot imagine why you are so 'tardy' in doing so...
My address has the usual number attached but also a slash and another number:
48410/523
The BUSINESS REPLY PLUS envelope has this code upon it:
LICENCE NUMBER
RLRR-YXRJ-USGS
Capital One Bank (Europe) Plc
Trent House
Station Street
NOTTINGHAM
NG2 3HX
Anyway, I suppose this whole 'I am a spy and I have different ID in my wallet' is the way that RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON wanted you to think (TOMLINSON had masses of different ID in his wallet including a 'French Police' laminated yellow card)...in relation to having different 'names' upon your credit cards...whereas in the eyes of the LAW...you are simply committing credit card FRAUD....and that would be a very big HOOK for the ILL to get into you.
You can see how that one would run - rather simple-minded - as the ILL tend to be.
However, if you were HELEN RODWAY at 6th Form College and you had been approached by RIMINGTON calling herself 'MI5/6' whatever (as Helen had been but I have no idea what RIMINGTON did or said to her, apart from make her play BIANCA CASTAFIORE in 'Tin-Tin' dramatisations)...and telling you that it is 'okay' to get those credit cards and that it is 'free money' for services rendered and that you do not have to pay it back...you might easily be fooled...and then you are in debt for life...you cannot 'get the bitch back' for it...there is no system for 'complaints' and you'd never win against the CROWN, if you took her to court.
Other notes:
Maybe I shouldn't be so unsympathetic to MILIBAND...my first encounter with him at HAUT DE LA GARENNE was of someone who was fighting the system and very strong-minded...but then we were both so very young...
Additionally, I remember liking him in 1980...one of the few people that I actually trusted in any way...he had this 'bland' exterior and so didn't seem to get up people's noses...expressionless...however, as soon as he began to sit by me...TOMLINSON 'poisoned his chalice' so to speak...literally, poisoned the glass of wine, he had in front of him, at one group 'sitting'...this was a big warning to keep away from me...or more punishments would ensue...
I also remember him at the TEMPLAR CASTLE and MARK getting very dark-faced about my friendliness to MILIBAND...NO EMOTION was allowed between slaves...only to him...I was only allowed to 'like' him or my other controllers...
So maybe MILIBAND was telling the truth when he sat by PUTIN and told me that he was horrified by what the ILL had done to me...he could obviously remember the TEMPLAR CASTLE 2001 horror...but I could not...I couldn't even remember him properly...'tall guy with curly dark hair' was my 'image' for TOMLINSON...my memories were so vague and blurry, at that point...
I can remember that bizarre exchange upon the dancefloor...of that CHINESE HOTEL...why did MILIBAND want a message from me? I can also remember PUTIN giving me a signal over his shoulder...and it was strange...he looked at me over the shoulder of his partner and then closed his eyes for a while and then looked at the back of MILIBAND'S head...he was telling me that MILIBAND had his eyes closed for some reason...PUTIN was keeping an eye upon me, the whole time...and MILIBAND...he didn't miss a trick...
MILIBAND then told me to go through the motions of walking off the dancefloor...TOMLINSON got me at the side...then told me to go back to a room...he held out the key for me...PUTIN then turned up later and told me to take off my clothes and get into the bed...he then took the clothes away...
I had had nothing 'smart' to wear for this evening and so TOMLINSON had been sent down into the foyer with me to buy a dress...I chose a long red gown and shoes (I was in a Tee-shirt, jacket, trousers and sensible shoes at the time)...I never saw the dress or shoes again after that night...PUTIN then told MILIBAND that he could stay with me that night...TOMLINSON kicked up a fuss...as in 'no funny business but she can give you a massage'...and that was it.
I can also remember earlier on in that evening...or maybe it was another evening in that HOTEL...I walked into a room where PUTIN was alone upon some plush leather seating...his men were walking out into another room...he had a headset on and was listening to tapes...I asked him what he was doing...apparently he had taken some 'drug' that made learning a new language so much easier...he then waved me off so that he could get on with it...'speed language learning course'...apparently you really got the gist of how to use the language, in a couple of weeks.
Other notes:
I do not need to repeat the HORROR that MILIBAND put me through in terms of the mind control slavery 'surrogate pregnancy' which luckily, didn't come about.
My only advice to him is: ditch the ASHKENAZIM ORTHODOXY - convert to Catholicism and sell your services to the US Italians/MOB...you might even get a GREEN CARD. Your career in UK politics appears to be over so why not get out before the whole pack of cards crashes to the floor. Besides, you 'look' Italian...who knows who your real parents were - THE SIMPSONS say 'MUSSOLINI' (in relation to the MILHOUSE family roots) but they could be joking...and so why not? I wonder what TONY BLAIR has advised him to do?
Other notes:
I decided to fill in the LAURA HELYARD form with my REAL details i.e. real name, real name of husband (guess who?) real income - but couldn't give it because only you are only given 7 boxes for a 6 figure sum - ROWLING recently said that HARRY POTTER books brought her in £3 million a day - and I should have put that down but no room - so what if the ILL haven't given my salary to me yet - it is still MINE - I still earnt it by MY work. Place of work - naturally BLOOMSBURY PUBLISHERS.
So apart from putting down £100000 for my salary (which should be in fact, £3 million a day)...the form is completely truthful. I even gave my husband's salary contribution...I am guessing here but even TONY BLAIR only admitted to something like £40,000 on paper and so I put that down - Vladimir Putin's salary on paper, will be in a similar region.
Taking the piss - that is the name of the game, here.
I have just licked the envelope - I do hope that it wasn't poisoned.
Other notes:
I tried a few times with 4116 and a couple of the numbers but then forgot and put in 6114...the machine gave my card back but then said that I would have to call in the bank tomorrow for security reasons.
This sent me into a fury. Why am I punishing myself by doing this? I have already exposed the ILL...I do not have to 'scrounge' money in this way...I have nothing more to prove. The ILL will pay me back every single penny or die.
PUTIN and TOMLINSON who had originally agreed to this plan - to expose the ILL - yet THEY have sent me NO money at all, to do so. Where is the 'logic' in that one? TELL ME.
I decided to split away from them completely. I now wash my hands of the pair of them.
Additionally, I have cursed them both, to the nth generation and all of their offspring - may they all rot in hell.
I do not care for 'children' infected with that man's genes. I wash my hands of them - not mine - yours - you filthy bastard - how DARE you intermix my genes with yours WITHOUT my consent?
You thought that I was 'lucky' for you PUTIN?
Now see how UNLUCKY I can be for you.
You see I 'get it' now...those sick ASHKENAZIM idiots upon the GDYNIA beach 'will she take to him or not?' Watching PUTIN walk around me...as I walked along that beach in a daze...as if I were a hunted animal...which was precisely what those sick animals in the sand-dunes, had done to me - 'set me loose' as they had once set DALDRY loose upon a beach and then 'captured' him later on...
It was so important for them - for me to follow PUTIN and to 'take to him'.
WELL - I do NOT take to him. I will choose another.
I am the ALICE and I will do as I please. I REJECT Putin. I will NOT follow him. I did NOT 'take' to him. He follows ME - a fact that I made abundantly clear, at the TEMPLAR CASTLE 2001. The BOOT is on the other FOOT - MY FOOT.
As far as HEBREW divorce is concerned - it can be done by a verbal statement (and the fact that we have lived 'separately' since the marriage in 1993) my 'husband' has failed in every respect to keep me in any way - he has done nothing to ensure my wellbeing - nothing at all (I could also cite emotional and physical cruelty but I really cannot be bothered - the list of items would be too long) and so I now officially state that I am not longer ILL 'married' to Vladimir Putin. ('Rabbis' and their marriage ceremonies were an Eighteenth Century invention in the main and I do not need to bother about that.)
Put that one down in your 'records', BEIT DIN. (I bet you will, too - this TIME - ha, ha).
This all makes me SO furious - but I had given the pair of them a chance to prove themselves trustworthy after I had realised that PUTIN had LIED to me in China about sending me money and I put it so bluntly upon my blogspot...but was ANY money forthcoming after that? NOTHING.
You do NOT lie to me, PUTIN or TOMLINSON. I will NOT put up with it. I have had enough of your LIES. You are both FINISHED as far as I am concerned.
That sick pair had both forced me into ILL marriages and I have now DISSOLVED both so-called 'alliances'.
Other notes:
As far as the CAPITOL ONE letter was concerned...it was 'fun' to write it but I shall not post it - I shall simply rip it up and throw it into the bin. Done. I am quite sure that 'sicko' BROWNE sent it to me - a pox on her and all of her kind.
Other notes:
After a nap I was still furious NO MORE GAMES WILL BE PLAYED.
I have the power to 'curse' - the 'dogs' in Prague knew that one.
I shall therefore curse the entirety of the ILL CULT - including every ILL Masonic slave - including the 'gods' AND even those like JOHN WATERS and his ilk...if I do not see my money in the next 5 minutes - all of these shitty people are quite capable of acting fast if necessary.
The curse will be the same - MR TOM agrees with me - the 'power of two'...so 5 minutes from now - until 2.50 pm. No chances anymore...you want to play games...I can play them too...leaving you lot NO CHANCE of remedying your increasingly dire situations.
I have now cursed and bound every one of them for eternity and to the nth degree.
Other notes:
Early Monday morning...
I awoke with the realisation of several things...firstly that MICHAEL CORDY'S THE CRIME CODE which had been left out amongt two other books...was a classic 'stunt' by MARK...you give a person 3 choices and they choose the one that you want them to chooose because the others are so ridiculous...MARK was giving me 3 choices in terms of 'plots'.
Naturally, in 2001 - I chose the THE CRIME CODE in general terms and NOT the particular plot of this book i.e. an epidemic' which threatens to wipe out all MEN upon this planet...the plot that MARK had in mind...was an epidemic but not one that affected just men...RIMINGTON and MANNINGHAM-BULLER were as bad if not worse, than most of the ILL men...
That is why he had injected all of those ILL SLAVES at the TEMPLAR CASTLE. They are all now waiting to be 'triggered' and I have now given my vote to MARK...I will not regret a damn thing if they all die within the next 24 hours, which looks likely...the virus has a 'cooling period' of 24 hours and then becomes active.
I have had enough of sitting here with so much ILL abuse levelled at me...I was worried at the TEMPLAR CASTLE that I might regret the annihiliation of the UK but now I do not...I would not regret a thing if they were all wiped out tomorrow...my family, friends from school...the whole lot.
I had to get to this point in the game to realise that - MARK wasn't expecting me to get this far...he figured that I would let RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON get away with bombing the ROYAL MINT...to end up on an island with the TEMPLARS...whereupon they would all be horribly murdered...they are only CIA PUPPETS after all...whether they call themselves 'masters' or 'slaves'...they are ALL slaves...and disgusting, mindless robotic NAZI scum.
However one could see that the basic plot was as follows and under the title of:
"THE CURSE OF HARRY POTTER"
MARK was going to murder all of the ILL CIA PUPPETS at some point...but they were to be given a chance...to pay back my money (which everybody KNEW that they wouldn't lift a finger to try and do)...and that would bring up the inevitable consequences.
I had averted one 'horror' for them all...i.e. what surrounded the ROYAL MINT fiasco...but I will NOT avert this one...they will all die horribly...biochemical warfare...remember how YASSER ARAFAT died...huge blisters filled with blood and pus, cracking and then erupting all over his body...now guess what MARK injected you all with and just how painful your deaths will be...it took ARAFAT how long to die in utter agony? How many months...refresh my memory...(this must be tied in with MARK'S need for revenge after his 'friend' died of a 'blood disease').
Still feeling GREEDY about my money? Still going to hang onto it? I BET you are. That is the beauty of this entire 'plot'.
I am so glad that I hung on this long...because I have got to the END of my tether with the ILL...I will have no regrets at all...no matter how horribly they are all to die. That, presumably, is what MARK wanted me to learn. How to have 'no regrets'.
Other notes:
Another memory came back from the TEMPLAR CASTLE and that was of the foppish and generally extremely foolish JONATHAN ROSS asking me to explain my lifestory...the stupid clown pompously informed me that I was a poor little thing with such a 'hard-luck' story...you know the type of person...somebody I could now spit on and would do so, quite happily, if I ever met him again.
No JONATHAN ROSS, I was never a sad little muppet, cracking bad and seedy jokes on some sad chat show - I had a life. I can respect myself. I did some of the bravest things imaginable...and what did you do with your sad, sick and seedy life - do not bore me - I do NOT want to know. You worthless, little idiot.
ROSS' interest in my 'story' was that it had 'come to his 'ears' via that worthless harlot HELEN BROWN (IQ circa 100 if that - another gibbering idiot with no qualifications but who gave it 'mouth')...that I was the real author of HARRY POTTER. I denied it vociferously - I didn't trust this slimy toad, one bit...'we are of the opinion that you are' (the real author) he opined. I denied anything to do with it. I didn't like his 'interest' at all. I had no idea of who 'we' was but figured he was just a puffed up little toad...which was what DALDRY told me afterwards...'just a puffed up little toad' who thinks that he has some power but in point of fact, doesn't have any at all.
What can I deduce from this nasty little encounter? That ROSS and BROWNE were thinking up ways of possibly getting a 'cut' of the HARRY POTTER money by backing me - I put ROSS down immediately - I wasn't going to get 'cozy' with such a lowlife - no way.
ROSS also appeared to have NO idea of what Son of G-d programming was about...in fact, he didn't appear to think that he was under mind control (the conceited twat - EVERYBODY was under mind control at that Castle - just goes to show how stupid he was)...
ROSS was also part of the line-up of NAZIS who were abusing their SLAVES - stage-managed by those like DALDRY...didn't ROSS get it? Didn't he get that he was being stage-managed to perform for the cameras? The programmers were standing all around that line of NAZIS telling them what to say and do to their 'slaves'...you STUPID FUCKS.
At least MADONNA - within that line...appeared to have 'some' idea of what was going on...ROSS obviously didn't have a clue. I bet he has no memories of that one, either.
An interesting one though...ROSS obviously liked to play at 'Good Fellas'...and so he fancied himself in that role...so my question now is:
Were that line of 'celebrities' chosen to be NAZIS because they had an ITALIAN connection?
One can imagine what the MOB might have thought - having seen that particular video sequence - after ISRAEL INTELLIGENCE had received the goods. Those like MADONNA had a recognisably ITALIAN connection...others...not so obvious...doesn't DAVID CAMERON have an ITALIAN mother?
Other notes:
I can now see that the FIRES to be started will be plague ones - 'LONDON'S BURNING' - my initial image and prophesy from 1980...and that the NAZI CIA puppets will be the first to die...they are the worst people in this society anyway...blindly obedient, mediocre to the nth degree and in every direction...the worst personalities out......but they will infect others...a chain reaction.
Other notes:
No wonder everybody warned me about HELEN BROWNE and at every different educational establishment - everybody 'knew' and hated her accordingly apart from a tiny band of bullying people in each place, who 'put up with her' - I put up with her at 6th Form College because I needed to be around people who made me laugh out loud after such indescribable horror during 1980 mind control programming - and her 'mates' at CRUELTY CORNER, fitted the bill. Sev wasn't like that (neither was GARY PEARSON)...SEV was trying to get rid of HELEN but had then found himself in the hands of SUE WALKER...from the frying pan to the fire, or vice versa? If you were a 'wayward slave' - the ILL made sure that you had a 'minder' - somebody as close to you, as possible. Solihull was as close as you could get to a 'goldfish bowl'.
Other notes:
MR PUTIN...why did it take me so long to get the connection...I remember JONATHAN EVANS chanting RA RA RASPUTIN around Hotelu Asystencki circa 1993/4, and for no apparent reason...
RASPUTIN and the PORPHYRIAC SON of the RUSSIAN TSAR...this infamous man's ROYAL connections...until the mob murdered him...and he took a long time to die, under the ice of a nearby lake.
MR PUTIN was always a friend of the BRITISH ROYAL FAMILY (they are just 'ordinary people, Emily')...the RUSSIAN ROYAL FAMILY in their last days...it is about to be all played out again...if we do not learn from the mistakes of the past, we are bound to repeat them.
MR PUTIN'S sidekick TOMLINSON is a more likely RASPUTIN figure in terms of appearance and one can guess...I saw the images last night...of his slow death in an ICE-HOUSE - he had been thrown in there by Russian Military.
Other notes:
Early Monday morning...
Yesterday evening...the washing machine still hadn't stopped it's cycle (after about 6 hours - I had been out - come back - it had continued - I had a nap - it was still on)...this is the EYE in the SKY one...an INDESIT model that was used as part of BRAINWASHING/SON OF G-D programming i.e the diagrams upon the front of it and the numbers attached.
I then realised that it was broken/stuck - and so I moved the dial onto a rinse and spin mode in the first quadrant (12-3 O' Clock)...whereupon the switch turned itself 'click, click, click' through the entire dial of numbers and diagrams to stop at 12 O' Clock - almost almost entire revolution around the clock face.
I therefore left it like this until morning to deal with it...I have now put it onto a rinse/spin cycle in the final quadrant of the dial which is so 'violent' that the whole machine is rocking around. This machine hasn't behaved in this way before and therefore something is wrong with it but no idea what. Is it symbolic of something, obviously so - the 'breakdown' of brainwashing in this country. Everything about this hangman's flat is 'spooky'.
Other notes:
I was still feeling furious this morning...until I had rationalised it all out...the memory of that squirt JONATHAN ROSS...pretending to be one of the GOOD FELLAS...apparently his favourite fantasy according to DALDRY, at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...ROSS was in fact, a powerless and ineffectual little man...he had no right to 'pass any judgement' upon myself - he was just a gibbering chat show host who had never done a damn thing in his life...neither has HELEN BROWNE...
After having had a bad influence/effect upon the lives of almost everybody she has ever met...failing most of her exams but managing to get a DIPLOMA in Business Studies (don't make me laugh)...she then began to sleep her way to the top...firstly to get a 'marketing/Pr assistant post'...her boss actually left his wife for her...then to get a Manager's post...she probably slept with the whole interview board, at that point...and so on...to end up working at a nebulous 'MI6 front' company, which only sold Virtual Reality Consoles...but hadn't sold one in the last 5 years, despite fat cheques to HELEN as their PR/Marketing Manager/Director...I forget which now...but by doing very little indeed apart from bully, shout at people and sleep with the top men...HELEN had made a large amount of money by the time she was in her early thirties.
I remember RIDLEY SCOTT at LANGLEY SENIORS now...we were in some sports field - separated out into groups, to be led away by teachers...I remember him saying nervously to HELEN BROWNE 'you are a GOOD GIRL HELEN, I know that - you ALWAYS follow orders' and she did...completely unquestioningly. However, HELEN was SO aggressive in her obedient 'bow-wow doggie' alter...that even her unquestioning obedience had made SCOTT nervous - like patting a mad dog upon the head, even though the dog has decided that it 'likes' you. Her paedophile father had brought her up well. HELEN BROWNE knew the whole NAZI score and had accepted it unquestioningly.
ROSS' words still make me burn with anger...he was trying to find out about my history...he had talked about the 'Israeli job' and HARRY POTTER...somebody had obviously filled him in with a bit of my history...and so he had decided to play at being a 'mafia boss' in the TEMPLAR CASTLE...he wanted to play with me, as a cat might a mouse...I had immediately sensed the score and replied to him that he didn't know ANYTHING at all...he didn't even appear to know that he was heavily under mind control and a ROYAL SLAVE...he didn't even know that much. His words still burn because I have led my life in an extraordinary way...done extraordinary things...things, that those like him would never ever dare to do...they do not have the guts, talent or character...I have everything to be proud of and he had nothing...yet he DARED to talk to me about my 'sorry life' as if I had nothing to be proud of...and he was 'respectable' because he was a two-bit chat show host, who had made a lot of money, by doing very little at all, within the ILL system. Who wouldn't want these people dead? Virtually talentless, mediocre, gutless, spineless creatures - sad little bullies - who had been especially picked for those qualities by the CIA 'OZ' mind control program - to destroy the UK from the inside, in order to create a controllable 'hive'. It still makes me burn, that those like him would dare to talk down to me and dismissively about MY LIFE STORY - I would compare the two lives - but there is NO comparison.
The ILL were always trying to make me feel 'inadequate'...it was one of the sickest things that they continually tried to do to me...a few other 'ways' came back to me recently...
TOMLINSON telling me that as a 'slave' - PETRONELLA had upped her status by learning some computer scripts (I forget which) whilst she was ILL at home - she worked part-time as an ILL MEDIC upon orders...he berated me for not doing this too -why was I so useless?
I told him to give me the money for the £100 + program to put on my computer and I will learn it - plus the money for the expensive manuals - which tend to be around £40 + a go...he just grimaced and ignored me. He had NO intention of letting me learn computer programs/scripts - he intended to only allow me money for food and not much of it and had instructed my parents accordingly.
RIMINGTON told me that whilst I was in this flat...that I would go for a job at the FISH & CHIP SHOP next door (having been unable to get any other work) but that:
"You will be so useless that he will sack you for it - I have instructed him to do so."
I neatly avoided that one - although I did see the sign go up for 'vacancies' a few months or so, back.
I can now see why I made those like RIMINGTON so furious...the 'mediocre' were inflamed with jealousy and rage...every time they came near me...a typical 'slave' reaction, as DABYDEEN was to tell me...that was the way that 'SLAVE CULTURE' tended to degenerate...he had made a study of it...he told me that in the CARIBBEAN...most people HATED it if anybody excelled at anything, did well at anything...or simply had 'good luck'...it made the rest of them want to gang up on that person and drag them down into the gutter...he had seen it happen so many times...one presumes that he was a victim of 'SLAVE ENVY/SPITE/JEALOUSY' himself...and he knew the score, only too well.
I saw a PRIME example of this behaviour at WARWICK UNIVERSITY after the death of LADY DIANA...those like MELANIE/HEATHER LAING began to spit with rage and jealousy after her death...their combined conclusion upon LADY DIANA? She was just a rich bitch/tart who had it coming to her...her charity work was a sham...why should I give a sod about somebody who is not my CLASS (bringing class warfare into it, as all ILL slaves are instructed to do)...she lived in a palace all of her life...she never cared about me...why should I care about her...good riddance...
Their faces were contorted with jealousy...I hadn't known that LADY DIANA had elicited so many vile responses from these mediocre people...these ILL SLAVES all hated her...as they had indubitably been programmed to do...and to then spread vitriol about her.
Other notes:
Again, I realise how right I was to push on this far...to understand the most important lesson of ALL:
NO REGRETS...what was that ELVIS SONG...'no tears goodbye'...
The fires upon the end of every street...not just in the countryside and away from prying eyes (as was the case with CJD)...pure panic, mayhem...who will be left...who will survive...so many infected...so very many infected...
I have learnt more, in this life-time...than most people will ever learn...about human nature...how it works...who is 'worthy' as a human being and who is not...and for that, I am grateful for the 'lesson'.
It is a 'soul lesson' worth learning.
I was aware that I was pitted against MARK all of the way...his final trajectory was always going to be the destruction of the UK...and eventually, I could find not one single argument or emotional response to stand in his way...finally, I had to agree with him. Simply by living here...and 'understanding' what these ILL people are really like and how they do not, in the final analysis, deserve to live...as individuals or as a 'culture'.
Other notes:
I had an odd dream last night...about SWITZERLAND and that town with the BUS-STATION...which BRICHTO had met me at...and then offered to put me up at his GREEN HOUSE...
The funny thing is that I was on a SWISS train with my father...who appeared to have the rest of my family with him but I wasn't in the same carriage...I was with MR TOM whom I had put in a leash but he hated that and had slipped out of it and so I had to carry him...and I saw other black/white dogs and cats down my carriage...other people had their pets with them...
I met a girl from school - whom I hardly knew (another class and timetable - never in my classes) but she was very much liked by SUE WHALLEY who saw her as a very sympathetic type...her name was CLARE/CLAIRE and she was very softly spoken...Irish-Catholic origins...she had fine, black curly hair, a white freckled face and light brown eyes...anyway, in my dream - she was on the train, waiting to get off...and she was carrying her baby with her...now, why would that be? I haven't thought about CLARE since school...and no contact afterwards...
The train stopped at this station and it was called GRESE STATION...after the NAZI officer at a death camp...ILYSE GRESE...and I remembered how this was JOANNE COLLIE'S nickname at WARWICK UNIVERSITY for some reason...I got off the train and walked up to the main street which was higher up...the town was on the side of a mountain...and I came to the main hotel which was called TANGO - in huge ORANGE letters...
So was this simply a JOKE dream as in 'YOU'VE BEEN TANGOED'?
The CIA company...or MARK'S company at any rate...who had put up the INTERNET TANGO ads...the essence of making people 'orange' as in suicide/terrorist bombers...and the 'orange Magdalenes'...
LAST TANGO IN PARIS...
Other notes:
TAN-GO...BON-GO...and so on...anyway, I shall NOT be using that FERRY ticket this week...which I believe was dated 27th NOVEMBER...unless I have been repaid in full...I do not care about this viral threat...I do not have it...and I will not suffer from it...I shall simply walk amongst the 'living dead' and not give a damn...I will watch them all die.
Other notes:
Poor MR TOM...he is so faithful...he refused to go away...even though I had NO food to give him at all...I told him to blame it all upon the ILL...they are starving him...their sick, evil, greedy and grasping ways...
I have NO money to feed him because I have no money at all and no money in my hand either...
To whit, I shall send my mother a threatening email to put £300 into my bank account immediately and to come down to HARWICH with cash...if she doesn't...you can guess...
There is a vaccine/antidote but there will be NONE of that - unless I am repaid in full...once the symptoms emerge you have no chance at all...nothing will save you...the clock is ticking...it started last night...you now have about 12 hours left...
I heard on the ILL NETWORK that they are now trying to bribe MOSSAD whom they percieve as having the vaccine/antidote to help them...rather than to do as they are told...and to pay me...it won't work...everybody has agreed...you poor sick fools...even now, you would do anything to avoid paying back the money that you stole from me - why is that?
Is it 'PRIDE'?
How can any of you have a shred of pride after what has been exposed about you all?
You just make me LAUGH and LAUGH...
RIMINGTON is now LYING to her followers that she has the 'antidote'...now would you trust a COKEHEAD PORPHYRIAC PSYCHOPATH upon that one? Personally I wouldn't but then again, I am not ILL - I am also equally sure that the ILL will trust her - and to their cost. How funny - it is like medieval times - where the wicked old woman sells her 'cure-all', placebo 'rose water' in small phials for ludicriously high prices - from the front of her stall, in the market...I bet that is what she is planning on.
RIMINGTON really makes me laugh now...take the suckers for a ride, one more time...even in her seventies...
BRING OUT YOUR DEAD...people will do it off their own backs...no carts and horses...bonfires at the end of every street and in every city...this is the end of the UK as we know it.
...and I feel fine. I shall simply stay here and watch from my window. I have no interest in joining the 'fray'.
DALDRY knew it...'I want to fiddle whilst ROME burns'...he also knew about the ILLness...and made a film about it with DAVID HARE as in THE HOURS...the pustular film director, dying from an unspecified disease that looked like AIDS - the 'portrait of Dorian Gray'...who eventually defenestrates himself...DALDRY certainly knew what is going to happen, what is happening now.
THE CURSE OF HARRY POTTER.
Other notes:
The ENTIRETY of the MONARCHY has been infected and chipped - NONE of them will survive - including PRINCE HARRY - MARK ensured that one.
I also heard on the network...and this is an interesting one...that PRINCE WILLIAM was now the member of the MONARCHY most in opposition to paying back my money. Why? His father had told him that because I had refused to be tortured and abused into being a ROYAL MIND CONTROL SLAVE - that meant that I could not earn a thing in this country and certainly not from my own work i.e. the HARRY POTTER BOOKS.
PRINCE WILLIAM sees my actions as 'traitorous' to the MONARCHY and that they threaten his own right to ascend to the throne - given that his father actually makes it there, in the first place. An interesting insight into the brain-dead 'shell' of PRINCE WILLIAM. One should invent nicknames of them all...I am thinking along the lines of 'SHELLEY' MALIBU for PRINCE WILLIAM...
Other notes:
However I now need to make my 'nest' here comfortable - so I shall ring my mother up from the railway station (I cannot use the telephone here anymore)...and tell her that I have no money to eat this week...and bills to pay for the end of the month - £300 is a minimum requirement - I wonder if I will manage to make her pay up?
I shall record the 'effects' of this telephone call later on - at the LIBRARY.
I may also go on a little 'shop-lifting' spree...I really cannot be arsed to wait for her to get around to putting money into my account and having to wait 4/5 days - I have no food NOW and MR TOM doesn't either.
Other notes:
I am now at the LIBRARY adding these notes on…having just paid a quick trip to SUPERDRUG to steal a box of nicotine gum…if I am without food…and I cannot steal that much a day…then I need something to distract me…I haven’t chewed any for 24 hours and don’t really feel the need to…I have always said that my problem was ‘chewing’ i.e. an oral addiction rather than nicotine addiction…but nicotine does suppress the appetite for a while…and I don’t mind getting a bit thinner.
I then flashbacked to MARK telling me that part of the ILL GAME was that you had to steal something over £5 from a shop…the nicotine gum came in at 5.99…- an expensive brand for 30 gums.
He had got picked up several times before he managed it…how sweet…
What did I tell you about how the ILL SYSTEM makes a hardened criminal out of you, in the end and that I would ‘show you how’…their sickness infects everybody…
Anyway, I have the will to get through anything and shoplifting doesn’t worry me…the insouciance of it all…stealing from big ILL stores doesn’t worry me a bit, as I walked out nonchalantly ‘on camera’…as many people have pointed out, before me…in relation to these evil chain stores…I only wish that there had been a MARKS & SPENCERS here, in HARWICH…SUPERDRUG is actually one of the best places for friendly and good-natured staff…as well as SUPERDRUGS own products which appear to be all ‘green’ - in terms of no animal testing and ‘environmentally-friendly’ products. One could draw another conclusion here…the ILLest people/companies, get away with it, the most. However, there was an ‘armed’ guard in SUPERDRUG last week (with a sort of black truncheon in his pocket)…obviously they have had problems in that store.)
I will now go and steal some food at SOMERFIELD and if anybody stops me…I have the GREEN BOOK i.e. the EATEN HEART to deal with the POLICE…and get off scot-free.
This is how the ILL SYSTEM works and I have already proved it with the GREEN BOOK upon two occasions.
Other notes:
THE HORSE AND HIS BOY
I am beginning to get why JOHN WATERS personally read this book to me…
I can now see that RABADASH was a personification of the ILL…and how by rejecting ALL of them (including PUTIN and TOMLINSON)…I was more like QUEEN SUSAN than anybody else…particularly ARAVIS in this book (JOHN told me that I was ‘Aravis’.)
One can see that RABADASH and his kingdom…is based upon TURKEY and the surrounding areas…the home of the ILL CULT…the RA CULT.
The funniest thing is that this morning…having entered the LIBRARY…an ILL SLAVE who often accosts me in here…one of RIMINGTON’S slaves…didn’t say a word to me…she just began to twitch her nose and mouth like a DONKEY as if she were saying ‘eyore, eyore’ (she obviously had a cold)…and then I ‘knew’ that I had won…the ILL are now just a pack of donkeys…in ‘esoteric’ terms.
Other notes:
A RED LIGHTER had been left by the threshold of the EAGLE HOUSE garden gate…by the LATCH…the other day.
In this THE HORSE AND HIS BOY story…ASLAN tells the assembly in front of RABADASH…that ‘fate is now at the gate and lifting the latch’ so to speak…he then says that it has entered the building and that there is no more time left…RABADASH is then turned into a donkey…and has to return to his kingdom (to be cured and utterly humiliated, in front of his entire people who are assembled at the Temple of Tash)… he is never allowed to go more than 10 miles out of his kingdom again…or he will be turned back into a donkey…
Yesterday, I put that lighter under the bushes which now stand in place of the ROMAN EMPEROR CULT…the ILL who saw themselves as top of this cult..previously personified by the massive LAUREL BUSH…these bushes are of a ROYAL PURPLE…and I instinctively ‘knew’ that this meant MANNINGHAM-BULLER and the RA CULT exposed…
I therefore put the RED LIGHTER UNDER this bush yesterday…and then this morning…I put it upon the FLAT 1 BLACK BIN which is just beside these bushes. That should do it.
I also ‘know’ what the cure is for the fatal disease given to all ILL SLAVES and I know how to ‘communicate’ it…I have known for a long time now…but will not do it until every penny is paid back to me. I will not disclose any more than that.
Other notes:
Somebody has just sent me an intriguing email:
“ THE COURT SUMMONS FOR POSSESSION OF YOUR PROPERTY IS NOT LEGAL. IT HAS BEEN ISSUED IN THE NAME OF BOTH AN INDIVIDUAL AND A LIMITED COMPANY. THIS IS NOT VALID. YOU MUST RETURN THE DEFENCE FORM *IMMEDIATELY* AND WRITE THIS AS YOUR DEFENCE. THE COURT WILL THROW THE CASE OUT AND YOUR LANDLORD WILL HAVE TO RE-ISSUE THE COURT PAPERS. THIS WILL GIVE YOU SOME MORE TIME. YOU MUST RETURN THE FORM *TOMORROW* 23 NOV AS IT IS THE LAST DAY OF THE 14 DAYS PERIOD GIVEN TO RETURN IT! GOOD LUCK! TIM"
My first query here is this:
Who issued ILLEGAL PAPERS in the first place?
If these papers are NOT LEGAL then why were they issued in the first place and by whom - under the auspices of a COURT SUMMONS?
This makes me quite sure that I am doing the right thing by NOT REPLYING to them at all.
I wash my hands of this whole ILL sick game.
I am NOT playing ball with any of you - particularly not somebody called TIM (the usual MI6 MIND CONTROL SLAVE pseudonym).
Other notes:
Another email that I received:
“The law states you need £59 a week to live on , thats what they tell you when you first sign on. My mate and i had a similar conversation about this last week, how can the law state that , then stop your benefits, tossers!”
That is a very good question but I do not suppose that you will get any answers from the ILL and their mind control slaves. Nothing that would make sense to a SANE person, at any rate.
Do the ILL care? Not at all - 'business as usual' just PASS GO AND COLLECT £200 for being an unquestioningly obedient slave.
Other notes:
This email is a little odd - considering the fact that I NEVER rang my mother at all:
"In reply to your ansaphone message - Sunday
Dear Emily,
I am thinking about you in this bitterly cold weather in your flat without central heating, I hope you are keeping yourself warm enough. I was wondering whether to come down today for a little blow by the sea. If you feel like a little out, let m know.
Love from Mum"
Other notes:
I will now have to go to the bank and ask for my cards to be taken off the 'list' they were put on yesterday for getting my pin-number wrong too many times. I shall also ask for £100 overdraft.
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF 'HARRY POTTER':
RICHARD SAGE...
I was watching CRIMEWATCH and was amused to see a man who looked like the 'brother' of ROGER from COMPASS...a bit younger...short, dark, thinning hair and not white, curly hair...but apart from that...similar 'everything' in terms of appearance...including his tone of voice and mannerisms.
I then thought about my mother's assurances that ROGER was a 'good bloke' who had put up with so much from me...questioning the legality of that illegal boiler etc...
I then thought: 'NOBODY who rents out this particular BRITISH INTELLIGENCE 'hangman's flat' can be HONEST...it just doesn't stand to reason...ROGER and COMPASS have got to be as crooked as they come.
I mean ROGER has to know its history, surely?
It is so difficult working upon one's own because one doesn't have a 'team' to knock around ideas (and reactions) with...I mean, if I had been in the company of SONIA and MARK when I had first encountered ROGER and this 'hangman's flat'...they would have fallen over laughing 'of course he is a crook'...but when one is on one's own...it is far harder to stand by one's judgements and initial reactions...particularly when your mother is often given to saying 'ROGER is a good bloke - you have been pissing everybody around' sort of thing...
Other notes:
I saw a film called MALICE this evening...I bought it weeks ago as a secondhand video but was loath to watch it for some reason...
As I began to view it...I thought, 'I've seen this before'...I then got to the point in the movie where there is a City Scene outside a Court room and then the camera pans to a 'Temple' building to the right...THAT was the image in my recent dream...the very same place...
I then flashbacked to TOMLINSON ECTing me at that point...you must NEVER take us to Court for what we did to you...
I then began to realise how this whole movie had been used as programming materials...
YOU have your ovary/ovaries stolen by your PROGRAMMER but then you have to be 'complicit' about it...i.e. side with PUTIN and TOMLINSON...whoever...because you are part of their 'criminal gang' and upon their side...
How to screw your mind up completely.
I can now see why SONIA was relevant to that dream...the same must have happened to her whilst in Poland...she had already told me that she couldn't have children because of 'inflammation of the womb' apparently, when she was younger...
Anyway, after this film...CRIMEWATCH was on the TV and I saw this criminal 'boss' RICHARD SAGE...who reminded me of ROGER from COMPASS...apparently RICHARD had started young, at 19 years old...running a fake funeral parlour...now, at 19 years old...there is no way that you could have enough crooked business acumen unless you had grown up in a completely crooked family...which put me in mind of SHANA...who had told me that her whole East End family were like that...none of them had had a 'proper' job in their lives and were continuously on the fiddle...and she had wanted to get out of all of that...yet I wonder about her now...just how much of a 'confidence-trickster' she was, in SHANGHAI...RIMINGTON'S righthand 'woman'...
The film MALICE is claustrophic...everyone is ILL...and I remember BETH taking a role in it - as the BROOKLYN-accented Policewoman...and also RIMINGTON as the alcoholic 'mother'...they acted bits of it out...so it was an important programming device to reinforce programming in women who had been abused via their ovaries etc.
To make matters worse...I began to think of that CIA GUY 'MACDONALD' in SHANGHAI who reminded me of the 'college head'...and I wondered if he had been programmed with this role...if he had been at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...I have no idea why I thought that but wondered...the film could be used in so many ways...anyway, he was as crooked as they come...he had been ILL-programmed too.
I forgot to mention the most obvious point - the 'surgeon' role was taken by TOMLINSON.
Additionally, I am quite sure that I saw this film on TV at some point after the TEMPLAR CASTLE...and so the programming command 'you must NEVER see this film again' wouldn't have worked...as I rarely planned to watch movies...I simply turned on the TV and if one was on, I'd watch it...regardless of the fact that I had no idea what the title of it was...yet once I had bought this film again recently...the title MALICE must have put me off watching it for some time...
I reckon that this is why I got those memories of PUTIN and his doctor in HOTEL ASYSTENCKI back so early on...in 2006...that film would have triggered the whole lot.
Other notes:
Another memory came back today...and that was what happened before TOMLINSON took me into that wood 'roundhouse' and lit a fire - it was night-time...then slept around me all night...it was too hot at first and that scared me a bit but he wanted to get warm and so had pushed me too close to the fire...he had curled around me to make sure that I didn't escape...it was all re-programming in terms of being the 'tiger's cub' I suppose, or something dumb like that...
I remember being in the TEMPLAR GROUNDS...it was hilly and we were by a forest...and I had attacked him as ferociously as I could...screaming things along the lines of 'you fucking Frankenstein bastard'...I managed 4 'rounds' with him - and on the rebound - he kept throwing me into the air to get me off him...and then he knocked me unconscious...
Other notes:
NB check that email from my mother...it was rather suspicious...mainly because it stated that she was answering a call from me upon her ansaphone...for a start off, I have not been able to use my phone for two weeks now...only inbound calls allowed...so I need to check that it was sgyde@hotmail.com and not sngyde@hotmail.com...or something like that...
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I went out this morning to cycle into DOVERCOURT and saw that PETRONELLA'S lights were on in the basement...a fact that I had noted before but later on in the day...then I realised...she 'lives' down in the basement...that cold dank dark place...with only one electrical socket as far as I am aware...does she hang upside down like a BAT during the day...she rarely goes out...
I am beginning to get the picture here...she has been programmed as a 'vampire bat' and the programming worked too well...rather like the OWL in the EYRIE in HOTEL HARDER MINERVA who hadn't been able to leave her EYRIE for years...maybe almost for a whole life-time...
One can imagine what the ILL want to do...take the kiddies down to see the 'vampire bat' in the basement...'look here is the large wooden painted image of PETRONELLA the VAMPIRE BAT'...now creep down the spooky stairs to see her hanging upside down...now watch her do her 'mad' bat dance...that is how the whole thing will run...she is a prisoner in that flat...
So what did she do to annoy TOMLINSON so much? Why would he and RIMINGTON put her through so much hell?
As far as I can recall...PETRONELLA wanted me to 'help' TOMLINSON whilst I was in the BERGHOLT COMMUNE circa 2004...but I had other ideas and she couldn't understand why I was trying to hide from him, rather than to help him...she must be a lot younger than me...by that point and on the other side of the mirror, I knew that hiding from him, was the best policy. I suppose you slowly wake up to that one...that the guy is NOT trying to help you and that helping him, is a waste of time.
The only person that TOMLINSON had any allegiance to...was RIMINGTON because she supplied his drugs...'allowed' him girlfriends now and then, supplied him with children...and would generally keep him 'looking as sane' as possible, in Public...rather like an EDWARD AND MRS SIMPSON arrangement, one would assume. NURSEY was in control and he liked it that way. A slave who has never learnt to look after himself - will not be able to function normally in any other type of 'arrangement'.
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I remember roughly when my parents first bought their chateau in Vieilley because my mother was very upset...this was probably whilst I was still at DARTINGTON...
She was doing her usual 'you are mentally-ill and you have caused the destruction of our family...and had such a negative effect upon all of us...too terrible for words', sort of speech...a speech that she normally gave me when something was terribly wrong with her own mind and life...usually relating to my father...when she fell into a 'black dog' depression as she called it, my mother would ring me up and begin this monologue...of blame and shame...
However, I learnt to circumvent this lengthy and maudlin speech (which was often a vitriolic attack) by saying words to the effect of 'enough about me, tell me about your own life' (it was impossible to try to defend yourself whilst under this sort of attack, it only made her worse so 'deflection' was the only effective tactic) and eventually I would get to the heart of it - namely her current problems with Dad and then try to offer some sort of advice. She would then cheer up enormously and her mood would lift as if by a 'miracle'. Somebody understood her and the terrible life that she was living, having to put up with him. She began to rely upon me for 'advice' upon how to handle him. 'You know what he's like - tell me what to do' or more sinisterly: 'you are just like him - you know how he thinks...' that sort of thing.
Humphrey however, got it in a nutshell and far more 'clinically' than I ever could:
"Ask yourself MOTHER, are you his computer, his bank balance or his Mother..and if you say 'no' to any of these things...then you are nowhere on his list." At least that made her laugh.
Anyway, this was one of those 'conversations' and I tried to think of a solution and eventually came up with 'why not buy a chalet in Switzerland?'
It appeared to be a question of 'identity' - Dad had fallen into a massive depression, coming up to retirement and needed a new interest...he always jollied up hugely whilst travelling and would be of an 'extrovert' character whilst talking French...this was his 'other side'...his 'other nature' and link to him mother's Swiss-French family that had been suppressed for many years - particularly after her death. My mother wouldn't have French spoken in the house, in front of her, when we were children.
Mum thought this a very good idea but soon found out that Switzerland was far too expensive...but the East of France upon the border to Switzerland...might do...Dad had liked the idea and so they had contacted Estate Agents in the area and had planned a holiday route, to go and explore properties, in the general area.
After they had come back from this holiday 'exploration'...my mother recounted how odd it had been...they had seen a few properties but nothing special...and then they had arrived at 11-13 Rue Charles de Gaulle...and my father was virtually putting the money down on the spot, after a quick look around. It had been 'love at first sight'. My mother said that the chateau was far too expensive and they would have to get out a 'bridging loan' for many years but it was worth it because it made him so happy.
So far so good...but for about 10 years - I was never invited to even see this property - although HELEN had been quite a few times...and my brothers had also visited it once or twice.
Therefore, when I actually did get an invite there...it was like some 'secret project' that my parents had been working away at/on...for many years...but it was all 'out of sight and out of mind' for myself. I had no idea of what they were up to, during all of those years and holidays in Vieilley.
They paid for HELEN to go but wouldn't pay for me - not that I ever asked them to - I suppose, the thought of being in a house, alone in the countryside with them, for any length of time - would have been asking for trouble, in terms of rows with my mother. After 24 hours in my presence, my mother was normally spoiling for a massive row. In fact, she said words to those effect...when she eventually invited me to stay...'your father says that when you are not around, I take it out on him. He is happier when you are around.' That was the main reason for my 'invite' and subsequent 're-entry' into the family - upon condition that I became my mother's whipping post.
My parents then became a lot friendlier to me and often invited me around to their accomodation in the UK - culminating in a 'friendly relationship' between us, whilst I lived in MANNINGTREE. I often acted as housekeeper and 'general cleaner', whilst they were in France.
I wonder now...that horrible row...where my parents said so many terrible things to me...after we had become like a 'family' again...they turned on me...told me that I was only after their house and their money after they were gone and I wasn't going to get it...they 'knew' what I was up to...waiting on them, in this way...I was waiting for them to die so that I could grab everything...what on earth put that idea into their heads? They had their own wills...I suppose that they were telling me that wanting a civil relationship with them wasn't possible...they had no intention of behaving decently to me at all...
that made me go very 'cold'...these people were insane...the cruelty of their words...all I wanted was 'normal parents' and a good relationship with them and if that meant doing their housework and acting as housekeeper - why not?
Worse was to come...somebody then broke into their new house (across the street upon KILN LANE)...my parents had only just moved in and offered me a key to it - which I had refused - the alarm system was faulty (and my parents didn't know how to turn it off - no instruction manual) and it frightened me to think that it could go off at any time - therefore I didn't want to stay in the house, whilst they were away, until that had been sorted out.
Anyway, my mother was adamant that somebody had used the house during the weekend...maybe they were up in LONDON or something - I cannot remember...I didn't even know that they had gone away...anyway, she said that somebody had left a mess in the kitchen and a bag of litter there...something that I would never do but that didn't cross her mind...
Additionally, somebody had apparently stolen a key to their new garage...and had left it open...I didn't even know which one was their new garage, in the compound. All to no avail - the ferocity of their attack was severe...they then cut all ties with me. This was during the period where I was beginning to wake up...and there must be a connection between the two.
I wonder now...RIMINGTON would almost definitely have cut herself a key to their new house...I knew that she had a key to their old one because she had taken me there, whilst they were out...to programme me with objects around the house, in 2004. When my mother turned up later...she didn't seem to think it odd that RIMINGTON was in her house - she just did as she was told i.e. began to pack a large removals case of things for me to have in my next 'residence'. All colour-coded in 'yellow/cream' and 'light blue'.
Anyway, getting back to the CHATEAU in VIEILLEY - I should have mentioned this in my notes before...it was something that HANNI GLOOR told me recently, whilst I was at ARTOS in Interlaken.
She told me that she had been invited to a PARTY at my parents' chateau after they had first bought it...she wasn't sure if I had been there or not...I told her not...this piece of news had intrigued me...a party?
'Oh yes, a really big party...all of their old friends from the LONDON'...HANNI had been called in as 'catering staff' to help my mother prepare this big al fresco feast with champagne and the best wines...out on tables in the garden...
Apparently my parents had invited everybody that they could...who had been at MEDICAL SCHOOL with them...and just about anyone else related to their subsequent careers, who was in the Medical Profession.
HANNI said that she was surrounded by so many doctors and that was easy enough for her...but she felt sorry for one of my mother's friends...I cannot remember whom she named now...because this woman was unconnected to the Medical Profession...and so had no idea of what they were all talking about in their 'small chat' for most of the time...
HANNI said that most of these men knew her...the 'tough MATRON' from St Guy's and one can see that these men got a bit 'silly' around her...patronising, probably...after a few glasses of whatever.
Anyway, she told me that they all came up with this BIG IDEA - that they should all contribute to a book...a definitive book of all of their 'experience'...HANNI found this book quite difficult to describe...but that the DOCTORS wanted it to be ground-breaking...to tell the truth for once, about everything...however, she also said that most people, after a few drinks...have these grandiose ideas but that they come to nothing, in the end...and she had never heard anything more of this particular 'project'.
This was all news to me...I had NEVER heard this 'party' mentioned before, in my life - not once...it had never been brought up before, in front of my siblings or 'visiting friends' whoever...it was all very odd. Why did they all want to write a 'collective book'?
I am beginning to suspect the MEDICAL PROFESSION intensely...how many of them were under mind control - all of them?
How many DR MANDERS are there? Fraudulent DOCTORS upon bogus qualifications - how many are there in the hospitals...how many in the NHS...was the doctor who examined BABY P one of these frauds?
Can we say that PROGRAMMERS have so infilitrated the NHS now that it has become a 'lucky dip' as to whether you get one who has been properly trained and qualified? It is so easy to forge qualifications...gen up a bit upon your 'specialist subject'...and then pass yourself off as a doctor (so many awful cases in the news about 'loonies' getting into hospitals and passing themselves off as SURGEONS and almost getting away with it - British Intelligence trying it on or trying it out?)...and there will be so many MIND CONTROL SLAVES in the Medical Schools who have been primed to say about the modified records: 'yes, he/she was in my class of 78'...educational 'training' Establishments were the first places to be targetted...as my research has shown...in Switzerland and also in the USA...from 1913 onwards.
Other notes:
That film MALICE that I watched last night...the critical argument within it and probably an ILL one, runs as follows:
"You can go and pray to your god in your church but I (as a surgeon) have the power to save your life...I have the power of life and death in MY hands - I have more power than your god."
Now the very LACK of medical knowledge of the ILL MEDICAL STAFF and so-called DOCTORS of British Intelligence, actually saved my life...or prevented brain-damage, at any rate:
As I have already recounted...in 1980, I didn't take the muscle relaxant at FORT MONCKTON...in that small dingy room with a medical couch and 'army sink' in the corner (I had no idea what they were going to do to me and so poured it down the sink)...and therefore, when that auxillary nurse hit me with the ECT - the aparatus put upon my head...I immediately OBEd...the shock was so great...to see my body jackknife off that couch and then go into spasms/seizure upon the floor...COLLIE, who was supposed to be the 'doctor' at that point, rushed in, hadn't got a clue what had happened...and I was put into a 'sickbay' room for a couple of days, to recover...
Firstly, the amount of ECT being used upon all of us on that BRITISH INTELLIGENCE course must have been horrendous...
Secondly, it puts me in mind of RACHEL from my third year at LANGLEY SENIORS...TOMLINSON was to tell me that she had put up such a fight against mind control programmers that they had damaged her brain with too much ECT...she left that school in under a year and apparently died a 'vegetable' upon some psychiatric ward. RACHEL broke my heart...she was ashamed of her own shadow...apologetic to everybody...insular and so alone but not 'mad' - not at all.
One can say that the application of too much ECT during torture, was the bane of a programmer's life...too much and they had a useless 'vegetable' upon their hands.
Anyway, I was to learn in 1997, from ELIZA MANNINGHAM-BULLER that upon BRITISH INTELLIGENCE files...I was an 'epileptic'...I laughed...had she checked with my NHS records? Obviously not - I had no history of any such thing. However, the more I argued against that one, the more adamant she was, that this was 'true'.
TONY GREEN was to say the same thing at ACORN VILLAGES LTD in 2004 in a far more uncouth and sly way...firstly he asked me to do a project with one of the tenants who had epilepsy...and to report back to him continuously about the progress...I did so...he then told me 'I am sure you are an EPILEPTIC aren't you EMILY? You are, aren't you?'...as with BULLER, he wouldn't be convinced that I was not...he had obviously been privy to my ILL medical file.
This makes me laugh so much and reminds me of my Czech friend PAVEL KUCERA who told me that during his NATIONAL SERVICE during Communism...he had faked an ingrowing toenail to get out of the horror of military training...but wasn't asked to leave sickbay after a couple of days...why? His name was on a list which said that he had to stay in sickbay...he was incredulous but very happy about the arrangement...he then spent 3 months there...eating, reading and sleeping...perfectly fit and healthy...he knew it, the doctor of the ward knew it and so did everybody else upon that ward...
I asked him if he had bribed somebody...he retorted exasperatedly 'no, Emily, don't you understand the Communist system at all?'. Evidently I didn't. If your name is upon a list, NOBODY questions the authority of the person who issued it - far too dangerous. You just follow orders. The doctor would have been too frightened to question it. Once PAVEL had sussed out his good fortune...he had a good laugh, dissing everybody else on the ward...a bureaucratic mistake had been made...and for once it had worked for the 'worker'.
One can therefore deduce that the 'system' of ILL medical files held by BRITISH INTELLIGENCE, was rather similar to that of the Czechoslovakian regime under Communism. Once you had read the file/list and instructions, you didn't question it - this was god's gospel - and far too dangerous to voice any sort of 'dissent'.
I remember how at the end of RIMINGTON'S birthday party lunch circa 2004...after everybody had been electrocuted and was hurrying out of that 'private do' at the riverside restaurant...RIMINGTON then ordered TOMLINSON to do it to me but reminded him to do it lightly...he changed the stun-gun to a minimal voltage...because the ILL all thought that I was an EPILEPTIC...and that I would become a 'useless vegetable' if they used too much ECT. I can now see that this is why I was able to cling on to my mind, my soul and my memories - far better than most. By a simply 'unclinical' error at FORT MONCKTON in 1980 and the subsequent 'epilepsy' tag, put on my file.
I suppose that I shouldn't really be admitting to the above at all...but it does go some way to explain why the ILL became such 'vegetables' with heavily partitioned brains...at the TEMPLAR CASTLE 2001.
I should be joining every epilepsy society going...and wearing a 'badge' to proclaim that I am indeed, an 'epileptic' - and so keep those stun-guns at a minimum...but it is better to expose the whole lot.
I suppose the very fact that I dared to rebuff and laugh at accusations of 'epilepsy' probably made the ILL think that I was lying - prevaricating uselessly 'yes, you are, you can't fool us' sort of thing...and that this 'proved' my guilt, so to speak. Even better.
Other notes:
The fact that TOMLINSON was acting as an 'ear/nose/eye' specialist doctor at the TEMPLAR CASTLE in their 'lab' in the basement...is horrifying enough...he was the 'doctor' in charge of bio-implants and the implantation of DNA, in some sort of silicon gel. Who had taught him these procedures?
RAW LIBRARY- MAX AND LARA say that it was BAMROD aka JOANNE COLLIE...and TOMLINSON had told me that he was her 'sidekick' for so many years at MI6...and that what she did to human beings - prostrate upon medical beds, in wards...shocked even him (I could read the images in his mind)...I can remember what she did to me in 1980...that was bad enough...the 'alterations' to my body...the skin transplant upon my back...yet she was no 'doctor'...not medically qualified or trained...perhaps that was the ILL way...nobody was allowed too much knowledge of any given field.
The fact that SIDNEY BRICHTO claims to be a doctor...reminds me of DR MENGELE.
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Anyway, I appear to be coming closer to a UK ILL MEDICAL GROUP i.e. those born around 1936...who do not want to be exposed...they had planned something at my parents' chateau in the late 1980s probably...but I do not know what...
I have just started to read the last HARRY POTTER book (I didn't bother before - just read the ending)...and immediately spotted many things...firstly that DALDRY had written the first chapter and then MARR the second...then MARR/TOMLINSON the third and so on...
What struck me about the subtext to these chapters...was that the 'gods' were 'medics'...
RIMINGTON had 'trained' as a midwife...I do not suppose it mattered what your role was...it mattered that you 'knew what went on' in hospitals...knew the procedures and systems...
The oddest memory has just come back...and that was of a Rugby/Football match at 6th Form College between MODS and ROCKERS...a joke charity match...and some of the young women had decided to dress up as 'medics'...they all looked like MR PUNCH - with rouged red circles upon their cheeks and so forth - in white coats...their role was to run onto the pitch and if anybody fell over, to clout them with pails of water, flour and eggs...
Anyway, it was one of the ILL who told me that I shouldn't have taken part in this at all...I had also been made to dress up as a 'medic' by this group of young women students...although I didn't bother to run onto the pitch...I had high-heels on which would have stuck in the turf...was it TOMLINSON who had got annoyed at that one...or MARK...at any rate, apparently I shouldn't have donned that fancy dress for the match...it wasn't my 'role' in life...within the ILL SYSTEM.
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Anyway, I also remembered that DALDRY had needed a way to organise the writing of the last book...and so I had explained a simple system to him:
It is like a relay race and you have to 'hand on the baton'...this was all in ILL-speak which he understood as part of their NAZI HIVE organisation...
You wrote the first chapter and then handed on the baton...rather like the children's game where one kid starts off the story and then it goes around the class...each child adding their own line(s)...
DALDRY wasn't happy with that one - it might get out of control...
I assured him that it wouldn't...if anyone got stuck for ideas...then they could ring up the person who had written the chapter before theirs...or indeed anybody on the LIST OF AUTHORS...that way, you all worked as a 'team' and a collective...DALDRY was very happy with that one and rushed off to implement it.
What I didn't tell him was that it was relatively easy to copy the style of another author...but another thing entirely to think up a decent plot and to make it all hang together with a 'homogenous' tone.
STYLE wasn't everything...'plot' and 'good ideas' are far more important, in the final analysis...
Anyway, having begun to read it through...for the purpose of finding out what these people 'knew' about the ILL system...I have only got to P97 so far...but it is extremely interesting...these people knew far more than me, about the whole ILL SYSTEM...and have exposed far more than I ever could...
It is far more violent in tone...naturally so...these people were beginning to write this book in 2001...one passage in particular...about the cutting off of George's ear...the ILL had faked that in 1980...with a wonky mirror and some sort of latex...it seemed supremely silly to me...the ILL were telling us that we no longer had an ear - they had cut one off...a PAUL GETTY image...but I knew that even if you didn't have the outer ear...that it didn't damage your hearing and so that one, was water off a duck's back...I suppose that was my FBI alter coming out again...the others were 'normal 4 year old' kids and far more gullible...
Anyway, there is a mention of a MUGGLES STUDIES PROFESSOR who had disappeared...presumably murdered by VOLDEMORT...in Chapter 3...that immediately brought to mind SABINA SHARKEY teaching CULTURAL STUDIES at the UNIVERSITY OF WARWICK in 1996 - somehow I just 'knew' that this was the real reference.
There is also a reference to GREGOROVITCH...not the ILLUMINATOR of ARMENIA that SABINA SHARKEY was apparently obsessed by - in her studies of the Early Church for her Phd?...SUSAN BASSNETT had joked about this in the corridor of that Centre...and I had no idea of what she was talking about...not in 1996 at any rate...but I began to get the picture at the ARMENIAN MUSEUM in JERUSALEM in 2006...ten years later...
The TURKISH MASSACRE of the Armenians...the specific plans for death camps and railways leading to these camps...which had 'enlightened' HITLER...who had remarked that if the TURKS could do it with minimal 'fuss' from the international community...then so could he.
Had SABINA got too 'close' for PIOTR KUHICZAK's comfort?
So the ILL'S real opinion of CULTURAL STUDIES is MUGGLE STUDIES?
I wonder now...the idea of a RENNAISANCE 'person' who excels...like MACHIAVELLI in all given fields of knowledge...the Sciences and the Arts...
SUSAN BASSNETT'S centre wasn't set up in those terms...but the prevailing trend was to let CULTURAL STUDIES take over every other academic discipline in terms of...what did they call it...'MULTIDISCIPLINARY COURSES/STUDY'...i.e. that you had a more 'rounded education' and could attend more lectures...but that also you could draw upon just about any 'approved' academic...and quote them/discuss their work...whether or not they were attached to your subject (from Fine Art to Physics)...
This has a corollary in ILL MEDICAL PRACTICE...you didn't have to be a 'qualified doctor' in order to practise medicine with and/or for the ILL CULT...just like LISA JARDINE who didn't have to be a HISTORIAN or FINE ART professor in order to write her very general treatise on...I am not quite sure what...I will call this the 'magpie effect'...or in ILL TERMS the mind control statement was:
"I AM A JACK OF ALL TRADES - MASTER OF NONE"
Something that I used to say upon cue, every time I met one of my programmers - a form of deference but also a reference to smuggling. CATHY O' BRIEN states this 'phrase' in her book as describing a smuggler for the CIA.
Why did the FRENCH call it 're-birthing' this period of history...does JARDINE let on in her book? She was supposed to be a Professor of the Rennaisance, as her particular field of study.
After GIOTTO...who was supposedly the first artist who had begun to draw/paint in a semi life-like way...who opened the gates to 3D world in Fine Art.
The general idea taught to us was that 'primitive societies' had no 'concept' of rounded, 3D figures...which I found absurd...of course they did...they just chose not to depict their 'ideas' in this particular way...but the ILL were adamant that this was not the case...'primitive peoples' really thought in a different way...they couldn't 'see' 3D for some reason...and therefore couldn't 'create' it in pictorial form...
I thought this nonsense...they saw a 3D world...it was 'choice' and not 'perception'...that made the Egyptians and so forth, tend to represent figures on stelae as 2D...besides, they made life-like sculptures of 3D people...I was also quite sure that 'cavemen' could have done if they wanted to but that wasn't the point of why they were drawing...yet this 'idea' was prevalent upon both sides of the mirror and for most of my 'art education'...these people were entirely 'different' to us because they could only represent 3D objects in a 2D way...
There is something here that I am not getting...3D world and the computer company 3D in Birmingham...something that RIMINGTON talked about a lot...but why?
I know what triggered the above...it was of MR TOM who had climbed up onto my dresser the other day and started to stare into the mirror...now this is apparently odd behaviour for cats...they aren't supposed to 'see' their own reflection...I remember my father telling us this as children...hold the cat up to the mirror and it will turn its head away...it won't look at its own reflection...and this proved to be true in the main...the cat just wasn't interested in looking at its reflection in the mirror...
I can also remember another French 'ethnographic' study which was quoted to us, upon the ESSEX UNIVERSITY Philosophy course...where some 'researchers' had apparently found an African tribe who couldn't see themselves in the mirror...just like 'cats' apparently can't...and I remember at the time...flashbacking to something...SPIELBERG was there...we had been programmed to 'look away'...to not see the huge rectangular mirror which had been erected in a small clearing - in front of us...we were in a large, tropical forest...but no idea where...it was difficult to register the mirror at first because it reflected what was all around you (and there wasn't that much light because of the trees and undergrowth)...the ground, the trees, vines, foliage etc...and so naturally some people bumped into the mirror because it was so large that you couldn't see where it began and ended...no parameters to make you think that you were walking into a 'wall'...I suppose that something 'very odd' was going on in our brains at that point...we couldn't see ourselves in a mirror, upon the 'other side of the mirror'...I have as yet to fully work that one out...but some of us 'missed' our own reflections and walked into it.
Let me think...you brainwash somebody into thinking that they are upon the 'other side of the mirror'...think ALICE who has gone through her living room mirror and into WONDERLAND...you are then trapped behind the glass in another world...you can see your parents in the real living room but they cannot see you...and you cannot then see YOURSELF in your living room...is that the point? That 'your mirror' is a one-way system...when you are in WONDERLAND, you have no reflection in the mirror...
The PROGRAMMER sees the back of the mirror as they stand behind it...unless they have a 'two-way' mirror...you cannot see them but you can hear their voice in front of you...all you can see is your own reflection...under drugs...that could have a powerful effect upon the subconscious mind.
Anyway, I can remember relatively clearly what happened in that tropical jungle of a setting:
I remember SEV walking towards the mirror and slightly behind him - were three other young men upon the course...SEV was the first person to hit the mirror...and the other three behind him laughed...were these 3 men DALDRY, TOMLINSON and MARR...probably, come to think of it.
SEV exclaimed that he could SEE the three men behind him...and he had thought that they were FOLLOWING him - the interesting point here, is that SEV knew that it was a mirror but he couldn't see his OWN reflection in the mirror...it was quite dark and I could see what he was seeing in the mirror...I was standing to the side with Rimington/Scarlett...he could simply see 3 dark, shadowy figures slightly behind him, following him...whereas I could see 4 in the mirror...including SEV.
So in point of fact, it didn't matter whether you realised that it was a mirror or not...SEV had obviously realised that it WAS a mirror...although other people didn't...the result was the same...they all walked into the mirror...
It didn't matter if you saw the '3 behind you' or the '3 walking towards you' (people gave varying answers as to whether they saw the 3 men, behind or in front of them)...the result was the same...you couldn't see your OWN reflection and so walked into the mirror.
I now understand why I had that peculiar dream - after I had left ACORN VILLAGES LTD...or was about to...in that MANNINGTREE flat...
I was looking into the mirror and couldn't see myself...a cause for great alarm...particularly because I could see 3 'dead men' behind me...strung up by their necks...that would have been DALDRY, TOMLINSON and MARR...I then concentrated as hard as I could upon the mirror and 'willed' my reflection to come back again...and it did...I was staring at myself in the mirror...for probably the first time in a dream or at least, for as long as I could remember...
Other notes:
Why was TIM adamant that I should return those court forms yesterday?
Other notes:
The infamous SACHS family...who have 'hosted' such notables as that extreme ILL psychiatrist SACHS who wrote 'THE MAN WHO MISTOOK HIS WIFE FOR A HAT'...and the GOLDMANN-SACHS 'company'...it all makes me wonder now:
Did JONATHAN ROSS and 'WOZZY' work out that the actor ANDREW SACHS was their 'top ILL programmer'? It begins to look rather likely...good luck to them. I wish I had heard that 'broadcast' - I would have loved to do it to DALDRY but on the other hand - doing it to TOMLINSON or MARR would have been funnier. Particularly ANDREW MARR.
Other notes:
That video MALICE again...I was looking at the film stills upon the back...and saw the LAWYER making a 'gun signal' with one of his hands...not a 'violent gesture' but one that usually says 'catch you later' or 'stop in your tracks'...normally a man puts both hands up and points them both like a gun...to grab your attention and stop you in your tracks...before either beginning to speak or to finish the conversation, before walking away...
I then remembered MR IRVING at LANGLEY SENIORS stopping AMANDA PRICE in the corridor, with precisely the same gesture - with his legs akimbo, so that she couldn't pass...complimenting her upon her 'beauty' and then telling her that he had a 'present' in his office for her...which she should come and collect later...he then fixed a time for this 'appointment' and walked off.
So this is probably an ILL signal then...I was thinking about it in terms of the two hands used as 'guns'...and how it is like the 'length of a line' delineated...
I thought about how ANDREW MARR wrote about this in his poetry...how if you wanted to get free or rather, to solve the conundrum - according to a Middle-Eastern philosopher, you simply had to draw a LONGER LINE in the sand...than the one which had been previously shown to you...
I then thought about the LINE that RIMINGTON had made the MASONS paint upon the road - just before I turn right and cycle down to the library - as being 'my line', with the number 1.41 upon it...she had also told me that when turning right, that I was ONLY allowed to cycle across this line - not before or after it...something that I have consciously refused to do.
Other notes:
Thinking about it now...the fact that I persuaded DALDRY and Co to write the last HARRY POTTER book...could prove very fortuitous indeed...I can now see that I will glean a lot from it...there is a huge amount about the ILL CULT within those pages...and from so many different perspectives.
In a sense, I had tricked them into giving away their hand...or more than they would have liked to reveal, at any rate.
What does anybody know about KRAY COMPUTERS then?
What was the location again?
Would anybody like to comment upon this 'ILL FRONT' of an organisation?
www.rethink.org
http://www.rethink.org/how_we_can_help/research/get_involved/
Why not ask:
Keith Lloyd
Contact details: Matteo Cella,
Mental Health Research, CHIRAL,
Medical school, Swansea University,
Singleton Park,SA2 8PP
Swansea, United Kingdom
e-mail:m.cella@swansea.ac.uk
Tel. (+44) 01792602538
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER'BOOKS:
Tuesday afternoon...
One thing that I noted about the last HARRY POTTER book was that within the first few pages - it appears imperative that MAD-EYED MOODY'S wizards get HARRY to safety by the 30th...and spookily enough...I think that this also appertains to this FLAT3, EAGLE HOUSE and to the 30th NOVEMBER.
I have been wondering for some time now - why RIMINGTON/TOMLINSON'S company 'aferryto' rebooked my ferry upon that particular date - after I had rang up to say that I wasn't travelling on the original day that I had booked and would like to leave it 'open'...I was told that I had to be rebooked into the system and that date would be NOV 27TH. Just 3 days before the 30th...anyway, I wondered why the computer had 'randomly picked' this date - roughly 3 1/2 weeks later. The ferry is NEVER fully booked and so it appeared to be a 'random date'.
I shall definitely be staying past that date then. Only another 5 days to go.
No food - that is a problem but I am sure that something will crop up.
Other notes:
Early Wednesday morning...
MR TOM woke me very early...he is still around...
Yesterday, I had counted out all of the change that I had left and found that I had enough for a small box of munchies and two cans of very cheap tuna, at the Turkish guy's corner shop in HARWICH.
So MR TOM is 'in clover' still but heavily rationed as far as the tuna is concerned. He used to eat 2 1/2 cans per 24 hours.
He had come round again, early on Tuesday - so he was obviously hungry - his owners must be 'out of town' and so I raced out to get him the above...and after I had bought the stuff...remembered MARK telling me something odd at the TEMPLAR CASTLE 'would you give me your last ROLLO?'.
Naturally I told him that I wouldn't - nobody gives away the last sweet in their 'packet' - whatever it is...he looked rather odd...so why do I connect this to the above?
For myself - I am existing on rice and spaghetti now. I emailed my parents - after receiving the email (sent on Sunday) from my mother - hoping to come down for a walk along the beach - but neither of them have replied to my email or called round at this flat. A little odd? I had spelt it out in my email - that I had no food, MR TOM hadn't deserted me yet despite having none either...and the bills were huge - so yes, do come down to HARWICH, but bring £50 for food and put £300 into my account...and you would have thought that most parents would have responded by now. I will not 'beg' for money off that pair - ever again - I have never stated my need for money so baldly to them and they are probably 'offended'.
It is funny but yesterday, I wrote very little at all and began to wonder why that was...then figured...it is because I am drinking the tap water again...by necessity.
It was funny but the first time that I had a cup of tea made of tap water...it tasted like chemical soup. It was quite shocking - almost like drinking swimming pool water. I haven't tasted tap water for over a year...having been in this flat nearly two years now.
In fact, it took me back in time...the taste reminded me of the overtly 'chemical' taste of the water in my Swiss-grandmother's house in SURBITON - in the mid-1960s. Blackheath water wasn't as bad or it had a different taste, at any rate. SURBITON water tasted just like the tap water in this flat.
Does that 'taste' extend to the whole of HARWICH or only to certain 'water supplies' to certain houses?
I know the difference between the taste of 'hard' and 'soft' water (having lived in so many different areas within the UK) but this was a specific 'chemical taste' and I relate it to 19 THE MALL, Surbiton and to FLAT 3, EAGLE HOUSE, Harwich.
It is funny...but if I hadn't drunk bottled water for so long...I would NEVER have picked that peculiar taste up...and related it back to my Swiss-grandmother's house in Surbiton.
At any rate - maybe this is psychosomatic but after drinking a pint of tea, composed of this tap water...I got indigestion...a slight burning sensation at the back of my mouth and throat. I continued to drink it by necessity and last night...I know that I dreamt but I cannot remember ANY of my dreams at all. This is very odd for me, indeed.
Additionally, yesterday afternoon - I had virtually nothing to write about at all - and didn't care to either...I just played 'cards' for a long time and then read some more of that HARRY POTTER book.
However, there is something that I had remembered and from some time back but thought it too silly to put down...this was something that MARK had told me about the ILL GAME...which he had been put through as a 13th ONE in a similar way...and that is all about MICROSOFT GAMES upon a computer....
It was at the TEMPLAR CASTLE that he showed me the basic card games (normally in Accessories) and told me that you had to win over 50% in two of the games to 'pass' another stage in the sick ILL game...that was easily done. He asked me which two games that I would choose...and I told him...
The funny thing that ELIZA MANNINGHAM-BULLER had already picked up something of that nature in 1997...she had asked me why I played cards so much - during breaks from writing my dissertation at WARWICK UNIVERSITY and I began to realise just how much I was being scrutinised, spied upon...even in my room at CLAYCROFT II which had an INTERNET connection. I was a bit puzzled by such a dumb question...everybody played cards and had a cup of tea or whatever, when they needed a break...anyway, because it was MANNINGHAM-BULLER and I knew that she was very superstitious (e.g. she had told me 'in my past life, I was burnt at the stake as a witch'), I told her that I played cards as a 'divinatory' thing i.e. if I win...it is a 'yes' and if I lose, it is a 'no'...not that I did any such thing...I was simply honing my skills at BEATING the computer as it were...a 'psychological plus' - if I had had a chess game on it - I would have played that (and made it my business to 'win').
More recently MR D'AJANI told me that he inevitably played SPIDER SOLITAIRE at least once a day...something of an addiction...my father is the same...once alone, he can play it ad infinitum...I remember HELEN RODWAY being the same one evening, when she couldn't sleep - she played cards for about 3 hours until 1a.m in the morning 'for relaxation'...and the woman that I worked with at the Birmingham Registry - she would play them all lunchtime.
EDWARD my 'hotshot' PR brother told me that he had sacked one of his PR 'executives' for playing cards too much...he then told me that he figured that she must be 'mentally-ill'...I could hardly believe it...he rationalised it by saying 'she wasn't interested in her job'...as if he did any sort of job at all, apart from chat on the phone, most days...my sister HELEN once worked for a day in his company and as there was no work to do, simply read PRIVATE EYE for the day...and ED 'sacked' her too...apparently what you had to do as an employee at that firm was to 'pretend' that you were an active worker by being on the phone all the time...you had to 'look the part'. I wonder what COI workers do for most of the day? I suppose the general principle is to 'find' or to 'make' work for yourself to do but obviously un-necessary work...it is not as if a PR company is an A & E hospital department, is it?
I 'made' work for myself at ACORN VILLAGES LTD on a relatively free remit but I had a 'good' purpose for it - overseeing and running the 'alternative therapies classes' - as well as thinking up new ideas/projects and getting people interested, to practically get involved - in order to help the tenants in terms of their alternative therapies...art, music, drama whatever...as well as 'moping up' e.g. doing work left undone in other areas (admin) and covering for other staff who were overburdened (support work)...but then I have always been a 'Jack of all Trades'. So how do you 'make' work for yourself in a PR office? I would guess that you 'make' news i.e. publicity stunts. What a waste of time and the tax-payers' money.
Anyway, getting back to the apparent 'insanity' of this ILL GAME - MARK had worked out a huge amount about it all...and one presumes, most of the sick stages in the game...the little 'hoops' that you had to jump through...and obviously a lot of it was connected to MICROSOFT...who were in turn, connected to FORT MONCKTON (we had first encountered their products - 'Age of Empires' in particular - whilst we imprisoned there, in 1980).
I wonder if I have encountered all of the 'hoops' by now? I really do not care to jump through any more (I have shown how much I despise this ILL game and do NOT take it or the people who run it 'seriously') and only found out about the 'shop-lifting' one by chance - by necessity. For the record, MARK had told me that the item that you stole, had to be over £5.
So...in order to prove that you have 'magical powers' as a 13th ONE - you have to go and shop-lift something to the value of £5 or more. That really says it all about the ILL and their game - doesn't it?
Other notes:
I have been thinking about this whole 'magical powers' shit for the past 24 hours...because as I began to read the last HARRY POTTER book...it struck me that when you read MAGICIAN...you read MIND CONTROL PROGRAMMER...I have said this before now, many times...but the point needs to be made forcibly...when you talk about WITCHES/WIZARDS...you are really talking about a lame, tame pack of mind control slaves who have been horrifically brutalised (by torture/ECT/drugs) into committing paedophilia, random acts of obscene violence, smuggling drugs etc. That just about sums up the so-called WIZARDING CLASS (who think that they are 'better' than the MUGGLES).
Other notes:
An interesting memory about PETER MANDELSON...the so-called PRINCE OF DARKNESS...that came back a few days ago...but I had forgotten to type it up...too many things were coming back and I couldn't remember all of it...particularly not when cycling...you have no chance to note things down...
MANDELSON had been in the news concerning his 'Russian Oligarchies' connection. His face had been emblazoned over almost every newspaper - if not all of them. It is quite exceptional, in terms of how the media operates...suddenly, like a RASH...one solitary news item spreads like wildfire...and if it didn't appear first in the paper that you normally buy...it will do...a day or so later on.
Even if the 'news item' in question was 'no news' at all i.e. I read in the INDEPENDENT that Mandelson had 'paid his own way' and wasn't trying to curry money off the Russians - unlike that Conservative idiot...but that didn't stop the INDEPENDENT printing a large colour photograph of him and regurgitating the entire 'news item' again.
Anyway, my memory was of the TEMPLAR CASTLE...after I had been 're-programmed' as RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON'S daughter - in my school uniform...DALDRY decided that he 'liked' me and would actually talk to me....I remember hiding in the bushes outside the CASTLE at one point...because RIMINGTON had told me that I had to take a 'bath' in ominous tones...and that meant to me - being 'drowned' in the bath...people normally took showers...there were large 'changing rooms' type showers, on every floor (for the COI lot, no doubt).
DALDRY found me in the bushes...I had no idea what to do...he then took me by the hand, like a 4 year old child and told me that 'nobody likes having baths but everybody has to have one, now and then'...and walked me back inside....I then beetled off to the showers and scrubbed myself down with shampoo and soap...the problem for me was, that I had recently had a 'fake tan' applied by one of RIMINGTON'S lackeys...and I was terrified as to what those 'chemicals' might do to my lungs in the bath water...
Anyway, DALDRY also told me about PETER MANDELSON during this period...he had apparently regained ALL of his memories of ILL torture and abuse...so he obviously knew a great deal about ILL programming...DALDRY told me that they used periodically capture and torture him again but to no effect...nothing worked upon him. I suppose that once your brain has 'healed' i.e. the two sides have come together again - nothing really works. The ILL cannot turn the clock back.
No wonder MANDELSON terrifies most of those who are currently in government...MIND CONTROL SLAVES of the HIVE, hate anybody who has escaped and generally engage in 'mobbing' in order to deal with such a 'threat'.
Apparently MANDELSON had been particularly 'cruel' to MILIBAND according to DALDRY...an unforgiveable 'sin', obviously. He didn't mention what had happened but I think that it was an 'affair' of sorts - from the images in DALDRY's mind...but then MILIBAND had got unceremoniously dumped.
Naturally, the above doesn't necessarily make MANDELSON a 'good guy' - just somebody in control of their own mind and obviously, somebody with a very strong will and character. Plus you have to be something of a 'good person' in order to want to defy the ILL i.e. to refuse to do what they order you to do, in terms of harming others. That is the major way in which most people come into 'conflict' with the ILL.
Again, I feel sorry for MILIBAND...at FORT MONCKTON, he had struck me as a DEBORAH MCDONOUGH...i.e. somebody heavily sexually-abused as a child because they were good-looking and particularly attractive to the ILL...and so one can see how MILIBAND the 'rebel' child, was turned into something akin to an 'android'...who was then most probably put onto MANDELSON to spy upon him...hence the abrupt curtailing of the 'affair'. It is also painful to imagine what MANDELSON might have felt - if he had cared about MILIBAND, in any way. All part of the ILL game, at WESTMINSTER one supposes...
The one thing that still makes me laugh is TOMLINSON at the TEMPLAR CASTLE, telling me:
'I am NOT jealous - FOR IT IS OUR WAY'.
(He patently obviously WAS jealous).
TOMLINSON was describing the two weeks that MILIBAND would have to endure, in the spare bed of RIMINGTON (in her bedroom)...sleeping in a pile of human offal...as part of some 'initiation' process. TOMLINSON had been kicked off his 'number 1' slot as her 'consort' during this period of time.
In retrospect, this might seem like gallows humour...but I wonder about JOHN WATERS and his 'alternative film-making'...you could make a film about this and NOBODY would believe it...you could watch the real CCTV footage and it is most likely that nobody would believe it even then:
"Nah, that doesn't look real...fake blood."
I would guess that this is what the ILL are counting upon - in relation to people viewing the tapes.
However, the combined POLICE and international INTELLIGENCE SERVICES cannot be in any doubt - they had witnessed a European WACO. An 'experiment' of sorts.
Other notes:
I am now getting the hang of it all...how the picture fits together...
You have these 'wizarding families' like my father's family e.g. my grandfather was in 'literary publishing' and MI6.
You then have those from the 'lower classes' like my mother - who was made 'magical' i.e. ILL-programmed because the ILL CULT needed 'new blood' in terms of brains. These 'half-bloods' were simply people who had been enslaved by mind control - to be used for their superior minds, talents and skills, by the ILL CULT.
The entry of the MUGGLES into the 'wizarding class' must have been mainly because Royalty and the aristocracy of this country...appeared to have 'gone off the rails' many years ago, now...centuries ago probably and therefore it was necessary to allow in 'new blood' before the whole ILL CULT toppled into complete imbecility and madness, due to inbreeding.
You then have the OZ brigade and the international picture...i.e. those like SPIELBERG and MICROSOFT who were literally 'running the whole show' - wherever we went, in 1980.
P98 Fleur 'ozzerwise'
GRINDELWALD - the arch enemy of DUMBLEDORE...I had thought up these names subconsciously - they had immediately come to mind whilst writing the POTTER books...
Firstly - GRINDELWALD is a mountainous region of Switzerland and one that I was familar with, from childhood...my parents seemed to prefer the Swiss-German side of Switzerland, rather than the Swiss-French...although we eventually visited the Italian and even the Romansche region...we went every year to Switzerland...my mother preferred the more dramatic scenery of the Swiss-German side and also it was apparently 'cleaner'...I suppose she simply liked the Germanic culture more than the Gallic side...
DUMBLEDORE is easy...linked to the AMBASSADOR and his GOLD...I was poking fun here...a 'joke' name i.e. DUMB LE DORE...'DUMB OF GOLD' or 'golden dumbo'.
Anyway, there is a description of where GRINDELWALD lived...and it is a pretty accurate description of a small town/village that I know exists in Switzerland...a small town/village nestling in a green valley, surrounded by snow-capped mountains.
I link this all to MATTHEW and his Romansche friend, for some reason...he was either 'Grindelwald' or he knew him...but I cannot remember yet...who this Grindelwald was...from my childhood...but I had certainly met him.
I wonder if this is linked to that 'demonic force' behind the eyes...of my mother (during that horrific row in Vieilley) and behind the eyes of RICHARD GORDON at Acorn Villages Ltd...'I know who you are and I know what you are trying to do but I will NOT let you do it'...
In brief...GORDON wanted Israel nuked...he wanted it destroyed...despite his father being an American Jew...if one were a Palestinian and living in terrible conditions...I can imagine that you might feel that way...but the level of evil intent, fury and rage within GORDON was something quite different...and 'unmistakeable' to myself...something demonic had possessed him...and it wasn't 'him'...or if it was...it was deeply buried in his psyche...or, and I think that this is more likely...somebody was 'running' him, at the time...as they had 'run' my mother, beforehand...and I had 'recognised' that person and was addressing that person as a separate individual...and not as my 'mother' or as 'Richard Gordon'.
Anyway, whilst I was living in Garden Cottage...I had a very strange dream of this very same village in the mountains (I just 'know' that I had visited there before - it was all familar - so we had probably been there in 1980 and I had probably visited there as a child, beforehand - yet I cannot 'place' it)...it had a church and a church spire in the centre of it...what was surreal about the dream...was that the HAND OF G-D (rather like a Monty Python cartoon image) came down from the skies...vertically (the hand was as big as the church) and pointed straight down to it.
This was the period during which I had suffered another RIMINGTON and Co attack...and had produced the pitch/plot and 'rationale' for the film AI -which I duly sent off to DREAMWORKS in the hope of finding some script-writer's work...I was then to have another dream...where SPIELBERG appeared...telling me that my work was 'right on time'...he then made A1. I heard nothing back from DREAMWORKS at all.
In fact, my brother HUMPHREY had appeared back from the STATES to 'encourage' me in this project...and had told me to send it off to DREAMWORKS. He had 'heard' that people were interested in a film about Artificial Intelligence but had nothing tangible as a plot, premiss and so forth...so far. I was heartened by this news and so applied myself to it. Nothing came of it. I am not surprised now - not at all.
Anyway, I think that I can eliminate MARK RICKENBACH from the list of suspects here...and the town in which he lived...having viewed images of RICHENBACH in Switzerland...it appears to be on a 'plain' and not near to the mountains...TOMLINSON had told me that MARK had married and had two children by 2001...MARK was also to tell me that he was a 'house-husband' - his wife went out to work...he looked after the kids...he didn't do much else...he was drinking a bottle of wine a day...that surprised me...he was virtually teetotal, in Poland.
One other note:
The adjective RIPPLING turns up quite a bit in this HARRY POTTER book...I have already counted it 3 times and not as you might expect...to simply describe 'water'.
I immediately related this to ANDREW MARR...who wrote in his 'TAIT' poetry about how his Tee-shirt 'rippled' in the wind...or something like that...now, clothes do not 'ripple'...that was an odd collocation.
I then figured that this would be another word with an ILL meaning behind it and immediately thought of RIPLEY...and PATRICIA HIGHSMITH...the first really chilling portrayal of a psychopathic 'yuppie'...something that...what was his name...I cannot be bothered to look up such a sick author ...Brett Easton-Willis or was it Smith...the ILL all loved his books at any rate...they found them 'inspiring'.
RIP - LI - NG
I get it now...this is CODE for:
Rest in Peace - IsraeLI - Soul.
This is the 'demonic' speaking. Demonic code. The destruction of Israel and all Abrahamic faiths.
Whether or not you support the Abrahamic faiths is by the by - the ILL want to murder millions of people - maybe even billions - if they do not 'convert' to the demonic cause. Israel is targetted because you tend to have the most 'devout' praying, living there...visiting Jerusalem.
Other notes:
I remember now...that 1970s advert for ROLLO:
"Who would you give your last ROLLO to?" or something like that...meaning that it was a 'test of true love' as to whom you would give it to...all very JACKIE magazine, I am sure...
Yet nobody in my social milieu ever gave away the 'last' of whatever it was...no matter how generous they had been with the rest of the packet...so I suppose that is what the advertising agency was cashing in on.
MARK was asking me if he was 'dear to my heart'...which he was...we always got on well but not that 'dear'...he was a slave-driver and I was a 'slave' and so no real 'love' lost between us.
I 'love' MR TOM because he is so affectionate and makes me laugh...he demands food...but there you go...I don't have to feed him...he doesn't have to come round...I can pick him up and tell him what to do but he rarely pays attention...although I have trained him to do 'starting position' when he wants to go out at night...i.e. to sit right by the door before I open it...I do not like opening the front door at night for long...and he used to dilly-dally before...pretending that he wanted to go out and then wouldn't and I couldn't catch him...and so we had to get that one 'straight'.
Other notes:
I forgot to mention that after I had gone ballistic at PUTIN and TOMLINSON for not giving me any money for this 'venture'...after I had begun to read HARRY POTTER...I had the image of PUTIN as a sort of 'animal skull'...the basic idea of the 'white-faced' VOLDEMORT with his flared nostrils...think a long skull of an animal's head - with the open holes for the nostrils and you have got it...no 'horns' though...looked more like the skull of a 'wolf' or 'dog' perhaps...
That confirmed my suspicions that he was being 'run' all along and as a 'shell' by somebody else.
Besides, I had stated that openly at the Academic Centre, at Jiao Tong University.
The ILL are even less kind than me, to PUTIN - in this last book...one can see that they saw PUTIN as KREACHER...who likes to self-harm...into masochism in a big way.
However, one can see that there was far more to PUTIN than that...everybody could fool them and in their own particular way...I would guess that pretending to a be an extreme masochist - was PUTIN'S way of dealing with them.
Why else would he launch a 'surprise attack' upon SAATCHI (who agreed to help him - he had had enough of the ILL game) - then the ROTHSCHILD programmer and finally LOWRY?
I wonder now...maybe masochism was a way of getting OUT of being tortured...I mean, if you are on the floor shouting and screaming 'more, more, more!'...I bet that would piss your programmers off...on account of you apparently 'enjoying' it.
I mean, finding somebody who actually really enjoys the whole thing - must really ruin a programmer's day - because they tend to get off most - upon the power to cause pain - and to 'dominate' the person. So this isn't really about the whole S/M consensual thing at all...and shouldn't really be termed S/M - this is about POWER and domination - making real slaves out of people - making robots out of them. I can now see why GAY PRIDE was given such a fillip...and then QUEER THEORY - with an emphasis upon S/M being an acceptable, alternative social practice and also self-mutilation if it looks 'fashionable'...the main idea being...for the ILL to get in through the backdoor...as they had done with 'RELATIVE CULTURES'...in order to re-introduce NAZISM into the Body Politic (as well as their Luciferian/demonic religions).
Other notes:
Another memory from the TEMPLAR CASTLE...this time it was of 'CHARLIE' who lived down FRANCIS ROAD in SERENDIPITY COTTAGE with whatishername...JUDY DANCE...
I saw him running around the CASTLE, obviously preoccupied...and asked RIMINGTON about him...she told me that he was a 'real stud here'...and that 'dreams can come true' at the TEMPLAR CASTLE (I suppose she was referring to herself dressing up and passing herself off as a teenager and so forth)...apparently, Charlie was really popular with the 'ladies' upon the other side of the mirror...and yet had big problems in 'real life' in terms of the girlfriends he had gone out with...his fiance had run off with his best friend and it seemed all downhill from that point on. I also asked about JUDY but got no information. RIMINGTON didn't seem to want to know or care about her.
So in point of fact, CHARLIE was JUDY'S minder and not vice versa...it would make sense...JUDY was over 40 years old and would have begun to wake up...she was also a Buddhist. One of MARK'S 'special people'?
Other notes:
I can now see what happened to MARK...after I had given him the 'FBI keys' so to speak - he probably would have been a 'safe pair of hands' - if COLLIE hadn't got him back in 1997...and then RIMINGTON got her hands on him...after which, the TEMPLAR CASTLE 2001 was born.
I can now see how he had trusted me - he had given me the keys to the last scenario - the mortal disease which all of the ILL are now carrying, which can be triggered - and I have the 'key' to that one. MARK'S instructions were not to give it to the ILL until they repented of the ILL CULT and had paid me back the HARRY POTTER money. I shall honour that one - with my life - you can trust me there, MARK.
I can hear MANNINGHAM-BULLER shrieking upon the network - 'that is blackmail'.
Personally I do not think that anybody in their right mind would call it 'blackmail' - you stole MY money from me, MANNINGHAM-BULLER and you will give it back, or face the consequences of your actions. You are nothing but a common, low-down THIEF.
The 'beauty' of MARK'S plan was that he knew the ILL too well - they are 'sick' around money - particularly money that they have stolen from others. The virus would then be activated and that would be the end of...the ILL and most, if not all of the UK.
In fact, I have now to say that I would give you my LAST ROLLO - MARK, for planning that one out. None of them have ever cared about me and you have demonstrated that one graphically - so 'no regrets'.
Other notes:
Does 'who Grindelwald was' matter now? That is history...he must be as old if not older than Scarlett...who cares anymore?
Yet I find this book fascinating now...because I can see various ILL perspectives upon the whole thing...
For example...my parents' chateau is number 11-13 Rue Charles de Gaulle...it encompasses 3 numbers...my parents would never give me my £20,000 to put down on a flat...but would invariably offer the derelict number 13 as my 'accommodation' if I wished...the money would pay for it...there was no heating, or anything 'usable' in there at all...just a lot of bricks, planks and junk, crumbling walls...broken windows...you name it...anyway, naturally I never accepted this offer - not even a tramp would take it up...but mainly because the only work around was in Bescancon and with the only bus stop about 5 miles away and only two buses a day at irregular times...this made the hope of earning any money to live there - an impossibility.
This number 13 was on the other side of number 12 which appeared to encompass the 'great hall'...and then around the corner was the living quarters of number 11.
Anyway, GRIMMAULD PLACE is mentioned in this book...the house bequeathed to HARRY POTTER by SIRIUS...and a death-eater is described as standing in the square, looking between houses 11 and 13...presumably at the 'great hall' which is described in number 12 - Harry walks into it...
So was someone inspired by that chateau in Vieilley? They all liked to have their meetings in the 'great hall'...number 12.
I am beginning to realise now that it was all 'foreplanned'...my parents had been guided by the nose, to buy that chateau.
The NAZI HOUSE was just down the road - or rather a few miles down the road to the river Oignon - just over the bridge...the old 'ghosts' of WWII were up in arms again...even GEORGE MILLAR had turned up at the chateau again...telling my parents that he had heard that GERMANS now owned it...he had looked suspiciously at my parents...and then 'recognised' me...
MILLAR had used the chateau 'woodshed' as his main accommodation and hideout with members of the French resistence...the chateau was in a bad state of repair...having been burnt down several times...it was more of a ruin...and it wasn't safe to camp out in the 'great hall'...and apparently the stairs were unsafe, to use the rooms upon the first floor...
Anyway, in this last HARRY POTTER book - we have this 'resistence' house represented by GRIMMAULD PLACE...until YAXLEY manages to get in...
Other notes:
STORM CONSTANTINE...author of some very ILL books - in the way that the HARRY POTTER series operates i.e. describing ILL behaviour and events - writing their 'history' up for them...one of his/her books (I think she is supposedly a 'her') was about the most ugly, obscene and gruesome 'Templar Castle 2001' type of 'event' but held supposedly by people who were true S/M aficionados - i.e. what they did, was all 'consensual' - even though it involved murder...some people 'wanted' to be murdered...again, there was a huge amount of 'Catholic Church' imagery involved...
The only reason that I read this book was because I had loved the other books by this author...JAMES FORREST (director at the ELC in Poland) had given me one of her books from the BRITISH COUNCIL library and advised me to read it...a sort of Sci-Fi/fantasy fiction novel - highly inventive and interesting...way above the cut of normal Fantasy Fiction or even most Sci-Fi...good ideas and concepts...wit and humour...a strong plot...a really good writer...what was the name of that book...it had a St Sebastian (riddled with arrows) upon the front cover and a broken mirror...
Anyway, this author is NOT available upon the ESSEX LIBRARIES system at all...no mention of her novels - even though they were highly popular, at the time. I wonder why...but I think that I can guess...she was describing another 'TEMPLAR CASTLE' event (before the one that I had been forced to attend) but had done so a bit too graphically and perhaps, slaves had begun to 'wake up'...
Other notes:
The character of ARIANA - introduced as DUMBLEDORE'S sister who isn't 'magical' and a 'squib' for that read:
Somebody who is NOT ILL and has refused to be made SICK - somebody who has been cast out of the ILL CULT society and NOT allowed any mind control commands in order to control other people...somebody who is NOT allowed to PAS GO COLLECT £200...somebody who is not allowed their own accommodation, employment, friends and society...it all reminded me uncomfortably of my own life...particularly the scene where the 'mother' of Ariana, leads her around the garden 'on the quiet' - when nobody can see the pair of them...and I flashbacked to RIMINGTON walking me around a garden - having held me prisoner for some while, in the house...
I thought about GARDEN COTTAGE and how RIMINGTON had broken in with MARR and two members of the SAS...who had then tortured me...I used to live alone, terrorised by the subconscious thought of the next 'GOBLIN ATTACK' or 'torture session'. I suppose the SAS couldn't help it - the most brutalised of all of the ROYAL 'special services'...and how TOMLINSON had told me that they had simply lobbed grenades into civilian houses, in BOSNIA...
I then thought about TOMLINSON and the SBS SAS division...the SPECIAL BOAT SERVICE and something odd came back...TOMLINSON telling me that he hadn't even known that he was being 'trained' up to be a paedophile 'ferryman' whilst he was in this particular ROYAL service...it had only dawned upon him - when one of the kids told him in English...that he had been kidnapped...his orders had been to transport the children for 'safety reasons'...they were the offspring of political prisoners in another country...and then he realised...this was the ROYAL paedophile trade...nothing else...
NOTES CONT'D:
It is so GOOD to be able to expose the ILL here upon this website so that NOTHING is hidden.
You may now witness the EVIL response of my parents to my current situation of having no food but half a bag of rice, left in the cupboard - the fridge is now bare:
My mother's email first:
"Emily,
Why are you so short of money? I presume you still have your Jobseeker's allowance of over £60 a week and the £75 a week that we give you? I do not want you, or the cat to be starving but I need to understand how your acute shortage of money has come about. We are no longer going to respond to your demands for money without good reasons for the shortage.. Also our side of the bargain was that you would do certain things at your end.
1. to go and seek help from your doctor rgently and provide some proof that this has happened.
2. Take down the blog of lies about your father."
Here is my father's response:
"Emily
Your Mother will have replied to this demand for money.
I can only say that you need profesional help to to rid you of your delusions, have the good sense to see your GP Practice,
tell them your story in as much detail as you can and take their advice.
hg"
I will now write back to them and demand my INHERITANCE wholesale - £20,000 AND the return of my heirloom jewellry.
Watch this space.
NOTES CONT'D:
I have quickly composed a reply:
"You owe me my INHERITANCE of £20,000 and NO I will not be palmed off with any further 'offers' of living at the derelict number 13 Rue Charles de Gaulle, in the back of beyond in Vieilley, France (not that you have even offered to put this wreck of a flat in my name.)
You gave all of my siblings £20,000 but have consistently refused pointblank to give it to myself.
Your excuses have been ridiculous e.g. 'you have to stay at a job for 1 year' - I worked 4 years back to back as a TEFL teacher abroad and yet you would still not give me the money that was owed - and it wasn't 'your' money either - as you well know - it was 'family money' to be equally shared amongst the children.
No such stipulations were given to my siblings, who were all given the money in their twenties - whether or not they were in full-time employment. They were all then able to put a down payment upon a mortage in this country, with the money.
You consistently refused to give me MY money so that I could do this - resulting in my being in the awful situation of still having to rent the cheapest possible accommodation in my forties. 'Dead money' I might add because it is not going towards paying off a mortgage.
Additionally, I am now DEMANDING that you give me back my Swiss family heirlooms- they were bequeathed to me and you have NO right to hold onto them.
You do not like me demanding my rights or writing the truth about my dysfunctional family life upon the INTERNET?
Get used to it.
Emily"
NOTES CONT'D:
I would like to know a little more about the NALLAN family - my mother's 'friend' ROBERT NALLAN but more particularly GARY NALLAN.
'DR' Gary Nallan to be precise - apparently he is an 'interleckshual' at the UNIVERSITY OF NORTH CAROLINA - ASHEVILLE - now isn't that a coincidence (where little LEO was first brutalised into the ground as a baby and toddler).
An unusual name NALLAN - try an google search upon it and you will find almost nothing.
NALLAN appears to like 'critical thinking' and talking about the 'holocaust' as well as 'Freud'.
His 'syllabii' are a laugh a minute - including his 'marking system'. He appears to run 5 courses:
http://www.unca.edu/humanities/Archived/ArchivesSyllabi.htm
Anyway, here is a 'taster' of what GARY NALLAN is about - he runs many courses at this particular University. A University that is well-known for its experimental 'research' into PSI (warfare):
COURSE OUTLINE AND SYLLABUS
Humanities 324.016: The Modern World
Spring 2006, Dr. Gary Nallan
Class Meetings: TR 11:00-12:10 ZH 226;
F (lectures) 11:25-12:35 Lipinsky
Office: ZH 212; Telephone: 251-6827
Drop-in Hours MTWF 10:30-11; MW 11-11:20
Additional office hours available by appointment
Email: NALLAN@UNCA.EDU
TEXTBOOKS:
Gloria Fiero: The Humanistic Tradition, Volumes 4, 5, 6 (F4, F5, F6)
Edward Katz and Tracey Rizzo: The Asheville Reader: The Modern World
(AR)
Mary Shelley: Frankenstein (1818 text)
Henry Davis Thoreau: Civil Disobedience and Other Essays
Sigmund Freud: The Ego and the Id
COURSE DECRIPTION:
Humanities 324 is the third Humanities course at UNCA. The Humanities
classes are the center of the liberal-arts, general education program at our
University. HUM 324 focuses on ideas and values dating from the Scientific
Revolution until World War II. The course considers several types of
revolutions (scientific, political, economic and social) and how they
impacted philosophy, religion, literature, the arts and society.
COURSE OBJECTIVES:
1) An appreciation of human values
2) Appreciation of our contemporary culture’s heritage
3) Awareness of power structures and their influence
4) Development of your skills, including: critical thinking, reading, analysis,
listening, and discussion
COURSE REQUIREMENTS AND GRADING
1) Exams: You will take four exams including a comprehensive final. The
first three exams are worth 150 points each and the final exam is worth 200
points.
2) Cultural Events: You will attend two cultural events, one in February and
one in March. You will write a reflective reaction essay to the cultural
events in your Journal.
3) Journal: You will keep a black-and-white-composition notebook. As
mentioned above, your cultural events essays will be written in your
notebook. Each week you will summarize the Friday lecture in your
notebook, and also write a brief, thoughtful reflective essay about it in your
notebook. The notebook will be handed in several times throughout the
semester. The notebook is worth 100 points.
4) Papers: You will write two eight-page papers, focused on two of the
historical figures in the course. The first paper is due February 24th and the
second paper is due April 21st. Lists of people will be circulated for your
choice; each student will be writing about a different person. These papers
are worth 100 points each.
5) Presentations: Each student will make a brief presentation concerning a
reading in the AR. The goal of the presentations is to elicit discussion by the
class concerning the readings. The presentation is worth 50 points.
Total possible points are 1000. The following will be used to assign final
grades:
950 and higher = A; 900-949 = A-; 867-899 = B+; 833-866 = B;
800-832 = B-, 750-799 = C+; 700-749 = C; 600-699 = D; below 600 = F
COURSE POLICIES
1) Attendance and participation are essential to your success in this course.
You should come to our Tuesday and Thursday meetings prepared for class.
You should engage in class discussion and debate. Your attendance at the
Friday lectures is essential as well. The exams include material covered only
at the lectures.
2) If you cannot take an exam for a legitimate reason I need to know ahead
of time. Make-ups are inherently more difficult exams, so please do your
best to take each scheduled exam.
3) I am always available to help you with the material in this course. I ask
that you schedule meetings with me to discuss your papers.
4) See the UNCA policy regarding Plagiarism/Academic Dishonesty. If you
violate the policy you will fail the course.
5) In case of bad weather call the UNCA snow line: 828-259-3050, or check
the website: http://www.unca.edu/enroll/late.html
COURSE TIMETABLE AND ASSIGNED READINGS
Note: our week begins with the Friday lecture in Lipinsky Hall. Then, we
meet the following Tuesday and Thursday to discuss the lecture and
readings. You should complete readings before the Friday lecture.
Always obtain the lecture outline from the web before the Friday lecture,
and always bring your books to class on Tuesdays and Thursdays.
Week 1: January 13th: The Scientific Revolution and the Enlightenment
John McClain and Duane Davis
F4 75-83; Galileo-AR 2-8; Pascal-AR 9-18; Kant AR 59-66
Week 2: January 20th: The Development of Liberalism and the American
Revolution-Ellen Pearson
F4 95-110; Locke-AR 26-36; Jefferson-AR 76-81; Madison/Hamilton-AR
85-90; A. Adams-AR 170-174
Week 3: January 27th: The Impact of the French Revolution in the Atlantic
World-Tracey Rizzo
F4 137-139; Rousseau-AR 50-58; National Assembly of France-AR 91-94;
Burke-AR 103-112; de Gouges-AR 175-180; Bolivar-AR 230-235
First half of Shelley-Frankenstein
Week 4: February 3rd: Neoclassicism and Romanticism-Ginger Spivey and
Seamus McNearney
F4 111-113; 118-167; F5 1-69; Second half of Shelley-Frankenstein
Week 5: February 10th: The Industrial Revolution-John McClain
F4 102-103; F5 77-81; Smith-AR 68-75; Mill-AR 262-267; de Tocqueville-
AR 236-245; Engels-AR 256-261
EXAM ONE—February 9th
Week 6: February 17: Racism, Slavery, and the Origins of Pan-Africanism
F4 114-118; Benneker-AR 113-118; Equiano-AR 181-185; Douglas-AR
206-212; Washington-AR 344-349; DuBois-AR 360-366; Garvey-AR 367-
375; Thoreau-Civil Disobedience
Week 7: February 24th: Women and the Quest for Universal Suffrage-Grace
Campbell
F5 81-82; Grimke-AR 202-205; Truth-AR 218-221; Wollstonecraft-AR 186-
201; Stanton-AR 213-217; Tristan-AR 251-255; Anthony-AR 273-276;
Mill-AR 222-228
Week 8: March 3rd: Imperialism-John Wood
F5 25-27, 73-75; Darwin-AR 382-390; Pokagon-AR 304-310; Zitkala-Sa-
AR 311-314; Ohiyesa-AR 315-320; Black Elk-AR 339-342; Lenin-AR 333-
338
Spring Break
EXAM TWO—March 16th
Week 9: March 17th: Enlightening China and Japan-Cindy Ho
F5 75-77; Ch’ien-lung-AR 119-121; Hirobumi-AR 327-332; Gandhi-AR
321-326
Week 10: March 24th: WWI, Freud, and the European Crisis of
Consciousness-Gary Nallan and Ann Weber
F6 27-35, 50-56; Swanwick-AR 456-460; Jung-AR 441-446; Schreiner-AR
296-298; Freud-The Ego and the Id
Week 11: March 31st: The Rise of Fascism in the Interwar Years-John
McClain
F6 56-60; Keynes-AR 470-474; Mussolini-AR 480-487; Hitler-AR 461-469;
Arendt-AR 497-502; Nietzsche-AR 414-423
NCUR—April 6-7
EXAM THREE—April 13th
Week 12: April 14th: WW2, the Holocaust, and Existentialism-Ted Uldricks
and Duane Davis
F6 60-65; Camus-AR 513-517; Sartre-AR 518-521
Week 13: April 21st: Modernity and Modernism-Peter Caulfield and
Seamus McNearney
F5 110-139; F6 1-26, 37-49, 80-91; Stein-AR 424-427; Kafka-AR 428-434;
Hall-AR 435-440
Week 14: April 28th: The New Physics-Judy Beck
FINAL EXAM—May 4th--11:30-2 PM
Why not ask LIZ and TONY ELLIS about it all at:
liz.tonyellis@btinternet.com
Which ANTHONY ELLIS?
This one?
http://www.irmc.org/body.cfm?id=81
This guy looks like he is cashing in on ILL slaves - who are terrorised by the thought of developing Alzheimers after their minds have begun to unravel and fall apart at the seams.
Wasn't ANTHONY ELLIS - RICHARD TOMLINSON'S 'married name' whilst he was still RIMINGTON'S consort?
Or are we talking about 'that' ELLIS couple - LIZ being the one who has wild S/M parties at the weekend in her red basque?
NOTES CONT'D:
I left the library to have a look at the charity shop under the KINGSWAY HARWICH Town Hall...the one just by St Helena's Hospice which has the programming objects on top of and within the glass cabinet to your left, as you walk in - this is part of 'reception'.
Anyway, the GREEN VASE had intrigued me for some while - of oriental design but it was pricey - £6.50 and so I didn't bother to ask to have a look at it the last time, I had asked for the ILL 'rifling' spoons and bought them.
This time I figured...it is enough to 'handle' the objects that I would like to look at and so asked for this GREEN VASE and also the china ornament of the 'French maid' in a green dress...
The lady who got them out of the cabinet for me...held the GREEN VASE between finger and thumb - as if she disliked or didn't want to touch it.
I took each china object in turn and turned it over in my hands, scrutinising them.
Afterwards, I said to assistant (regarding the GREEN VASE):
"Why not leave it on top of the cabinet?"
Oh no, she couldn't do that because it might get 'lifted'.
I pointed out that she had other items upon the cabinet that were almost as expensive e.g. £5 and so why not? She wouldn't. I didn't expect her to - it was obviously a programming object that had to be put back in precisely the same place - which she then proceeded to do.
I walked out of the shop knowing that I had found out something...and felt something 'odd' about my hands...I then realised that in my mind...they were 'green'...
I then flashbacked to RIMINGTON telling me that I was NOT allowed to touch that GREEN VASE at all...but she was...although she had to put it back carefully...upon exactly the same spot in the cabinet.
Apparently that 'green vase' had given her 'green fingers' - not a 'gardening image' though...we are talking 'greenbacks' - ILL money.
NOTES CONT'D:
I have already handled the 'wooden chalet' Swiss musical box from inside that cabinet - knowing as I did so that this was a reference to the AMBASSADOR and also to 'harmonics' - I wound it up, let it play and left it in the window.
It is now back inside the cabinet.
I wonder if I should ask to 'handle' all of the programming objects left in that cabinet. I shall have to go by 'instinct'.
Study the face of PRINCE WILLIAM in this photograph:
http://www.texemarrs.com/images/prince_william_el_diablo.jpg
He is making what is called the 'sign of the devil'.
However I would like to talk about his expression.
Notice firstly that his face is highly flushed for somebody who normally has a pale countenance.
It is flushed DARK RED and not the usual flush of anger or blush of embarassment.
This is PRINCE WILLIAM'S 'Demonic Alter' created by mind control programming.
It was created by hanging him to 'death' i.e. until he stopped breathing (and maybe his heart stopped also) and then resuscitating him - before actual 'clinical' death.
Note the recent photograph of RICHARD TOMLINSON upon the INTERNET upon his BT telephone - he was flushed the same 'dark blood' colour - again the 'demonic alter' is visible.
When ILL slaves go into this mode they are to all intents and purposes, 'insane children'.
The 'dark red' flush is the best indicator that you are dealing with an 'out-of-control child' in an adult body. A child that has been reared like an 'animal' and brutalised into performing at Satanic rites, from a very early age.
Note also PRINCE WILLIAM'S half-closed right eye. This effectively means that his entire RIGHT BRAIN has closed down - it is no longer functioning.
In the trade, this is called being a 'unicyclist'.
PRINCE WILLIAM is now operating upon his lowest level instincts - to hunt, kill, murder in order to survive - he has been taught from early childhood - the Illuminati maxims: kill or be killed. Weakest to the wall. Be an abuser or be abused.
However, he is still only an immensely abused 'child' in a man's brain - but dangerous because he has no 'reasoning faculty' i.e. RIGHT BRAIN processing, going on at all. This also makes him extremely vulnerable - and easily led.
All of the ROYAL Templars have this 'abused insane child' alter.
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
I shall now outline more of what I can remember from BIRKENHAU in 1980:
SPIELBERG had lined about 5 of us, up in his 'office' overlooking the courtyard. To all intents and purposes, he was acting out NAZI high command there - but without the 'camp' costumes.
I was standing to the left at the end of the line - we were all facing the windows into the courtyard. PETER was standing next to me - then DAVID MILIBAND - then DAVID GILES - then ROWLING...I forget who else...but I think that there were only 5 - from a quick look down the line, including myself.
Anyway, SPIELBERG strolled down the line - randomly addressing remarks at all of us but also telling us in general that we were lucky because we were JEWS and that meant that we wouldn't have to suffer as much as the rest of our course, at BIRKENHAU.
SPIELBERG got to PETER who enraged him for no apparent reason - PETER hadn't said a word...SPIELBERG told him that if he 'got one more word out of you'...SPIELBERG was acting like a crazed and violent 'gnome'...a true RUMPLESTILTSKIN - that is how I saw him.
SPIELBERG then got to me and pronounced loudly:
"You are NOT a Jew but because of what you have done, we have decided to create an HONORARY JEW out of you."
Other notes:
I have pondered the above for a couple of days now - not knowing what conclusions to make...but now I feel that I have found my way, in terms of dealing with the above:
Firstly the extreme emotional RAGE against SPIELBERG - PETER was a true JEW and so was I...although I didn't know it at the time...and to have this FALSE, PRETENDER 'Russian Turk' of an Ashkenazim gnome - scream at the two of us and in such a way, was quite incredible.
You want to know what I think SPIELBERG? You should have been licking our shoes.
Secondly, the fact that this entire line-up apart from myself was supposed to be OVERTLY JEWISH - now I knew that all of them were - they had all told me, at some point during the course - apart from ROWLING - she hadn't told anybody that she was an 'ASHKENAZIM'.
However, I had picked up another clue to that ID - 7 years later, having spotted ROWLING at DARTINGTON in 1987 and upon the THEATRE COURSE...I was in the second year and she was in the third...she was to leave a year before me....I had seen her around college often enough but she didn't come in a lot because she had her young daughter to look after. I have no idea where she lived but she used to hang out with the Wiccan Witch with long hennaed hair, also upon the theatre course...forget her name now but a friend of Jay's and an ILL SLAVE whom RIMINGTON used a lot...particularly for her ILL rites in the area...this Wiccan witch had driven me to the one, at BERRY POMEROY CASTLE (previously described)....
Anyway, it was well-known that this Wiccan Witch and ROWLING were ASHKENAZIM because they used to whine on about how the two 'faiths' i.e. WICCAN WITCH stuff and JUDAISM were not inimical and that a lot about JUDAISM tied in with WICCAN Beliefs (which meant that they could be both i.e. Wiccan Ashkenazim) - anyway, the two of them were outside the main modern campus building when CAROLINE and I turned up from the car park...my mother had given me a black fake-fur hat with a brim...just like the Ashkenazim wear in Jerusalem (Eastern European gear)...I also had on a long black coat and a red scarf and gloves...the two of them complimented me on the hat...told me what I looked like and asked where they could buy one...
CAROLINE snorted in disbelief...'you don't look like a dirty Jew' she retorted to me - whilst looking at the pair of them, with disgust upon her face - the intended insult was obvious - ludicrous as it might seem, in retrospect - it was me, who took offence to that remark - the pair of them just stared at Caroline - stumped...I then took CAROLINE to task for it, she must apologise - but she wouldn't ..maybe my reaction wasn't so ludicrous, in retrospect...I was the only REAL Jew present, at the time.
So what isn't a LIE about J K ROWLING? Does anybody know that she was brought up ORTHODOX ASHKENAZIM? Does anybody know that she did the THEATRE COURSE degree at DARTINGTON? One can guess why...not that it did much good - her acting skills are abysmal but at least the stylists and make-up artistes can make her 'look' the part of 'children's author'.
I am furious again...that ugly, witless talentless ASHKENAZIM Princess. How dare she steal everything from me? Yet I know that it really wasn't her fault. She was just a loser in life, from the word go. Therefore those like SPIELBERG had decided to make the world 'fairer' for their talentless brood by creating a system whereby their offspring could steal everything from more talented souls.
I am still furious because somehow...what SPIELBERG did at AUSCHWITZ is far worse than the sick and horrific Satanic pantomimes of the ASHKENAZIM ROYAL FAMILY. I mean - he then took our photographs and interspersed some of them with the so-called camp victims...although I do not know if ANY of those photographs are authentic or not...it seems unlikely. My photograph is up there. I am an Israeli heroine - yet SPIELBERG felt able to do what he did to me - and for my entire life.
What does that tell me - what I have been saying all along - SPIELBERG is NOT Jewish - he HATES Jews and he HATES Israel - and the sooner he and his ilk manage to destroy this country - the happier they will be.
I looked into his mind yesterday and it was like standing at the end of a precipice and looking into utter and infinite darkness. That is the way that he thinks and feels - he has 'sold his soul' for money, power and status - and he is terrified - every second of his life could be his last - and that would mean falling into the void before him - so he acts in an indiscriminately violent way - lashing out at anybody and anything. He knows that the bent Rabbi who recently 'converted' him and his family to Orthodoxy was lying - the man just accepted a paycheck to give him the papers. SPIELBERG might be able to fool HOLLYWOOD about his 'Jewish' identity but he cannot fool himself and he cannot fool G-d.
Other notes:
I was thinking about that CHATEAU party that my parents held for all of their medical friends...and from way back...the late 1950s...most of them had studied at the LONDON...
I can now remember more about what happened...HANNI was right...I had been there...and this is horrible...I wasn't there, simply to act as 'servant' for their feast i.e. helping HANNI in the kitchen and acting as a waitress...
My parents and the doctors...one man in particular...took me into the GREAT HALL...the doctors all sat around upon the large sofas and chairs to watch a 'demonstration'. It was like a 'magic stage show' except these people were NHS DOCTORS in the main although most did some form of private practice.
There were several objects upon the table...the doctor in question gave me the mind control command and told me to pick up an object - a large golden coin from the table - I was then to use my PSI skills to tell the assembly what I could pick up from that coin - the images. I did so. I was completely accurate - unlike most 'stage shows'. The man then asked for volunteers from the crowd - who wanted their REAL fortune told because I could look into the future and tell them precisely what would happen to them. Nobody offered. This wasn't a 'game' this was real - nobody wanted to know their real future...although they were fascinated by the 'coin and objects' demonstration. People had been asked to give donate things randomly, to be 'inspected' by myself.
I was being used as a sort of ventriloquist's dummy - an 'exhibit' shown by a Mounteback, to the local crowds...it was my FATHER who introduced the bastard, who had my mind control commands who was going to give the demonstration...my father told the assembled crowd that this was how far 'they' had come, in terms of research...and here were the results. I was then pushed forward 'on stage' - his own daughter - whom he had raped, beaten and abused since she was a baby...and then sold her into Royal slavery - to be used and abused by British Intelligence.
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I am beginning to wonder now...my mother was very friendly with a man called DR NALLAN upon her PUBLIC HEALTH course...he became a DIRECTOR OF PUBLIC HEALTH but I forget where now...did he go to Ireland...or did he stay around B'ham...anyway, I am beginning to get the idea that the bastard who was 'demonstrating' was NALLAN...or at any rate, he was in the crowd...the name is highly significant to me now...having pinpointed that GARY NALLAN at the UNIVERSITY OF NORTH CAROLINA yesterday...
That is probably the link then...I thought of the name NALLAN and that pulled up more of the Chateau memories...and then that horrific 'demonstration'. I remember MIMI SANDERS being present...she must have been the one that HANNI felt sorry for...because she wasn't medically trained...however when I picked up her camera (I had no idea whose it was)...she was fascinated...I got everything right...as far as I can remember - it was her husband's old camera...I began to describe something of the nature of their relationship after the divorce...
Other notes:
I can now see just how much my parents have to hide...and all of their 'colleagues'...particularly those from the same 'year' as themselves...a 'cabal' of sorts...
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Almost everyday I wake up with my lower back, so sore...as if I had been thoroughly beaten...the same sore pain that I used to have as a child...until about 4 years old...because my father used to beat me everyday...until he was tired out...he used to handcuff me in my nappy to the children's seat (which had my LADYBIRD programming books in) and after I had wet myself - he would put me across his knee and begin to shout and scream the house down (a large house - nobody in - nobody could hear)...he would then raise his arm above his head and thrash me as hard as it was humanly possible...until he no longer had the strength to beat me anymore...and then he would yell at me 'I wish that I could beat you more because you deserve it but I don't have the strength'...
In 1980 - the programmers used to beat us in the same way...just above the buttocks...the lower part of the spine, with batons, cricket bats...you name it...
MARK had told me that as the memories came back...that I would get a 'resurgence' of the trapped pain in tandem with the expunging of the memories...that is why my neck has clicked so many times recently (rather un-nerving unless you know why) because of the 'hangings'...the knee/hip pain has long since gone...but then, those were some of the first memories to come back.
Now I am left with a 'raw' lower back...as each physical memory of a beating, comes back...this has been going on for many months now...some days it is worse than others...but one figures that as my father stopped this by the time I went to school...4 years maximum...I will not have to suffer this for ever...it is simply a 'reoccurence'...the trapped pain which is surfacing now, will eventually empty out...and my back will not 'remember' anymore.
I wonder if it especially sore this morning because of the two hideous emails from my parents yesterday? It seems likely. It brought back the memory of those beatings...including my mother singing in her hoarse alto voice at the piano...with me handcuffed to the piano leg...trying not to pee or defecate in terror...until I did so in the end...because my mother wouldn't listen to me crying...she just kept on shouting out those terrible songs and hammering the keyboard...and then my father would come in with the key, check my nappy - unlock the handcuffs and then beat me.
Other notes:
I have now got to chapter 20 of THE DEATHLY HALLOWS...which my mind constantly reads as THE DEATHLY GALLOWS - because of this 'hangman's flat'...
I do not want to comment too much upon what is written until I have the full picture of what these twerps decided was the best way to go as 'authors'...I remember DALDRY telling people at the TEMPLAR CASTLE that they couldn't put in certain things...he was already editing out stuff that he didn't want anybody to know...
Additionally, I got roped in to help HELEN BROWNE write her chapter because she was HOPELESS...couldn't write a word...and so I was persuaded to help her...I did so very belligerently...I wouldn't write it for her...I made her work for it...like a teacher of Creative Writing...e.g. 'think of a way to expand that line with more adjectives so that you give the reader more of a sense of what is going on...what does it taste/smell/feel/sound like, sort of thing...' The chapter in question is the SILVER DOE...I eventually got a 'BAMBI' image from her...I was trying to get out the imagery that she liked - I wasn't going to give her a single one of my ideas - nothing of mine was going to go into this last book (unless it had appeared in a previous novel)...she obviously saw herself as a 'bambi' figure but we had to make it more 'esoteric' in terms of form and purpose - than that...and so it went on...painstakingly slow...like teaching children of 4 how to write creatively...which was essentially how it all panned out in the end.
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I have also to state that another memory of her lousy paedophile father, came back yesterday...I had been forced to go to POWERGEN with HELEN whilst she was being 'programmed' there...and HELEN had been cheeky to RIMINGTON 'yes Sir, I am in the Army now'...I told HELEN not to do that afterwards...I also told RIMINGTON (who was to quizz me soundly upon HELEN'S character)...that she often did that sort of thing to teachers in school and had generally disrespected most of them...
HELEN's father had then marched into POWERGEN and had it out with RIMINGTON...so that bastard was really quite high up in the ILL CULT...he then told me that I had been right to make that comment about HELEN to RIMINGTON...but one could see that the old paedophile toad, was seething with anger...and I suppose that is when the whole BROWNE family came down like a ton of bricks upon me...
I had been targetted by them, as a child...and 'groomed' by them...to be then shafted by their daughter...used as a stepping stone, of sorts - to further their daughter in the ILL CULT.
I remember how MR BROWNE called me into his 'office' i.e. front room one day...I had been staying in their spare bedroom because my parents had thrown me out of the house...I had done nothing wrong...only a row with my mother...but I had called my father a paedophile...I had just started back at SOLIHULL 6TH FORM COLLEGE...
It was evening...and he said 'I don't want the whole street seeing our conversation' and he drew the curtains...I do not know what happened next...but rather like what had happened to AMANDA PRICE in MR IRVING'S office...I remember HELEN and her mother around me...apparently I had fainted dead upon the floor and had hit something...the book cabinet...they had heard from next door in the TV room and had rushed in...that bastard had made me give him fellatio but something had gone wrong and I can guess what happened...the wrong mind control command...and I had simply blacked out.
I wonder about MR BROWNE now...he bore more than a passing resemblance to YASSER ARAFAT as I always said...put a tee-cloth on his head...and you would have YASSER ARAFAT...but then put a tee-cloth on SPIELBERG'S head and you would also have a passing resemblance (minus the blue eyes)...it is a Turkish/Khazar look, more than anything else...
Anyway, I remember TOMLINSON at POWERGEN appraising HELEN after she had obeyed orders unquestioningly from RIMINGTON - even though she had been cheeky about it - he said to her:
"You will do well here." He obviously liked HELEN a lot and was going to help her.
Other notes:
I haven't mentioned the fact that the first time that I met TOMLINSON after my childhood was upon that coach trip to GREECE. We stopped off at a ghastly coastal town before heading down to Athens - SALONICA (THESSALONIKI)...
We all went to the disco upon the campsite which was really grim...TOMLINSON appeared to be one of the 'Greek boys' there but in fact, I have no idea of his accent or where he had come from...Turkish/Greek...I couldn't distinguish between any of these languages at all...he sat by me...began to trace something upon my palm and then began to kiss me...it was disgusting...he slobbered all over my face...(later on the other teenagers upon that coach told me that he had traced 'I want to sleep with you' upon my palm - I was incredulous - luckily I wouldn't go for a walk upon the beach with him - I had that much of a survival instinct)...
You might wonder why I had allowed this horrible young man to do this but I had NO education in terms of self-respect or self-defence against the intentions of predatory men...I just let them do whatever they wanted to do...I had no defences at all...any natural defences had been beaten out of me from early childhood...since the time that I had tried to crawl away from the men who were raping me towards my mother's crossed legs, drunk out of her mind and smoking - blowing smoke at the window and studiously ignoring my cries for help...after that sort of upbringing...you simply disassociate when whatever those sick runts are doing to you, gets painful - or you 'tolerate' it, if it isn't...
How do I know that it was TOMLINSON - it was seeing MARK'S photographs upon midishrine and immediately recognising the young TOMLINSON upon one of the photographs...I was to meet him at POWERGEN but I had met him before...earlier that summer...in SALONICA but I have no idea what he was doing there or why he had targetted me.
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XENOPHILIUS LOVEGOOD...this reminds me of MARK and JOHN WATERS' ZENO cult...and the basic 'maxims' that they had agreed upon...I found the website some time ago and posted up the details.
Other notes:
I can remember having a conversation with JOHN WATERS about living in France...he was telling me that once he had first arrived there...that he had no money...he only had nuts to eat and had no money for cigarettes...he missed them the most...it was the most miserable time of his life and then 'they' came round...for that, read his 'mind control programmers'...who obviously got him into a new 'lifestyle' out there...as I had already suggested...researching French cookery - and food 'culture' in general, would be a good idea...and that was to become the basis of PAS 'foodie' MIND CONTROL...in the UK.
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I get it now...that horrific memory of my parents' chateau and their first party there...it was COMPLETELY blotted out from my memory...they erased my memory of not only the entire party but also of being at the chateau or in Vieilley, the East of France...and so I had NO idea that I had been there...and about 10 years later...my mother was to opine that I was the ONLY one of their entire family who hadn't paid a visit to their chateau...when she must have known full-well...particularly as I was the STAR ATTRACTION in their 'stage show' at their 'doctor's do' party - that I had been there...and just after they had bought the damn place.
I can now put this together with a memory that had tortured me, all of yesterday...it was of coming back from FRANCE upon a coach...a cheap ticket to VICTORIA...on the ferry...and I was racking my brains...there was NO WAY that this was during 1992-4 whilst I was in Poland and so when was it?
Firstly - I had only travelled back once by coach from Poland - but I had got off in Paris...to get to the Garde de Lyons...and was harassed by a couple of Arabic looking guys who were trying to get me to accept a lift in their car...but I refused...MARK had put me upon that coach in KATOWICE...after deprogramming me...I then turned up at my parents' chateau.
Secondly, I was much younger during this coach trip...but what puzzled me was that I couldn't remember, for the life of me - why I had been in France - what I was returning from...what I do remember is that a young man - who looked of ARABIC descent - curlyish, short dark hair, as far as I can recall...but had the manner and appearance of NICHOLAS CAMPESTRE...sat next to me upon this coach and engaged me in conversation...it was highly embarassing...I could only speak minimal French...most people upon that coach were French...I couldn't really understand him (or not enough to answer back - I had few spoken skills) and he couldn't speak a word of English...I was aware that everybody was listening to our conversation because he was so LOUD...and I could see people smirking around me...
I kept saying in French that I was sorry that I couldn't understand and could he speak English...in retrospect I should have only talked English...that would have put him off...anyway, he told me that he was going to stay with some 'friends' in central LONDON and that he was going to find work and learn English...I asked him how that would be possible when he didn't speak English...he said that it didn't matter because they would find him work in the kitchens...he then asked me if I would like to share his lunch with him...he was heart-breakingly naive...I thought...he needs protecting at Victoria bus station...people are going to rip him off blind...he then produced a large BRIE cheese - a whole one from his bag and another huge slab of the most smelly cheese...you could now see people laughing around our seat...he told me that his mother had especially packed the cheeses for him...he loved his mother - she looked after him so well...he then got out some bread and cut a large hunk of cheese off and made a sort of bread and cheese lunch...after eating this...he then beamed at me...and grasped my left hand with both of his and told me that I was his first English 'friend' (I think he meant girlfriend)...he wouldn't let go for for seemed like hours and I couldn't pull free...I figured...I am stuck sitting next to the equivalent of the 'village idiot' but it is heart-breaking...he is SO naive.
Anyway, looking back upon this memory...and it was from this side of the mirror and not the 'other side'...I began to wonder about the French SMELLY CHEESES...yet I now know the difference between a 'false memory' set up to hide a real one...mainly because you are forced by the programmer to make up the imagery for yourself and then to envisualise it and so the false memory is never that 'good'...unlike a real memory...and this was a REAL memory...and so perhaps a coincidence...but I think not...perhaps I really had met a young NICHOLAS CAMPESTRE - in his teens, in the late 1980s. Or maybe it was TOMLINSON pissing around with me...with his 'smelly cheeses'...I do not know...but it really happened.
My parents bought that CHATEAU in the late 1980s and so I can guess that being the cheapsters that they are...they had simply put me onto a coach - all the way from the East of France to Victoria, London...a hellishly, long journey. That is why I have no recall of why I was out there, in the first place (I had NO reason to go to France at all - and as far as I know - only started to go on holiday there, in the late 1990s - having finally been invited by my parents, to their chateau) - EUROSTAR wasn't in existence - at the time of this initial 'smelly cheeses' coach trip - which certainly dates the journey.
If it was TOMLINSON then one assumes that he was put on that coach to act as my 'minder' but I think that it was somebody who was much younger than him...I was trying not to look at the guy to attract his attention any more than I was already doing...staring out of the window...and so it was quite difficult...
If it was TOMLINSON then as I have said above...he was just pissing around...maybe it was all about 'smelly cheeses' programming again...
This would have been pre-MI6, in the late 1980s...according to his autobiography...he only started there in 1990 or something like that...
Okay, the French eat a lot of bread and cheese...but I link this back to TOMLINSON's paedophile 'ferryman' yacht (which incidentally, I have seen moored in Harwich harbour recently and noted that one down - MOONLIGHTING something)...TOMLINSON mainly ate bread and cheese for lunch - his staple diet - apart from that he drank a couple of bottles of wine a day and drank cocoa with his bread and cheese, in the evenings...
Anyway, in CAGNES SUR MER - TOMLINMSON had taken me on board this 'paedo yacht' for a trip around the bay and whilst we were out at sea, asked me if I wanted to share his lunch...it was only bread and cheese...I didn't want to go down into that small cabin...where he used to pack the children - 'like sardines'...so I stayed on deck...I suppose this was another cruel test...I hadn't eaten for so long...but I was not allowed to touch the 'cheese'...after landing and upon walking up to the cashpoint later on...I kept begging him for a sandwich from the shops/markets...and he refused...even though they only cost the equivalent of £2 in Euros.
Other notes:
Having read quite a bit about GODRIC HOLLOW in THE DEATHLY HALLOWS...again this interests me...in terms of RIC as in RICHENBACH...the ILL at the TEMPLAR CASTLE obviously wanted to write about him...
I have stated before now that the reason that I chose GELLERT for GELLERT GRINDELWALD...was because of the GELLERT HOTEL SPA...to be found in Budapest...where I had quite an extraordinary experience of the baths, with immense whale-like German speaking women, who were hogging the spring which flowed into the pool...and then a massage that made me feel like somebody had simply beaten me up thoroughly...which is essentially what had happened...anyway, I was putting together HUNGARIAN and SWISS-GERMAN influences...
Anyway, whilst studying this last ILL HARRY POTTER book - I have to be conscious of the fact that whilst I 'knew' that DALDRY was referring to PRINCE CHARLES when he talked about the character GRINDELWALD (and asked me for a first name for this character - and I supplied GELLERT)...I have no idea what the other 'authors' of this last book, were thinking of...nor for that matter, what they were thinking about in relation to the 'basic templates' for the rest of the characters...
One can see that some of them think that VOLDEMORT is MILIBAND - in some of the chapters...perhaps because of his association with PUTIN and TOMLINSON.
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A nasty memory of CCTV...this time, the location was BUCKINGHAM PALACE...both PRINCES had confronted their father about the death of their mother...they had just walked in the door of a sitting room, PRINCE CHARLES was sitting on one of those chaise-longues rather hard and uncomfortable period pieces...he turned around...WILLIAM stayed at the door...HARRY walked inside...
The incredible thing about the conversation that ensued, is that at no point did PRINCE CHARLES attempt to hide the fact that he had been behind LADY DIANA'S murder...he didn't say 'I arranged it' but as good as...it was at this point that the 'boys' knew that their father had murdered their mother. I wonder what that did to their heads?
At first it was a Freudian slip in relation to 'did you murder her'...
'yes, I mean no, I mean, I don't know what I mean...why are you bothering me'...CHARLES replied.
His sons continued to question him...and he avoided answering the question...'she was a nuisance and a bother, everybody is glad that she has gone'...
I can understand this type of 'mind' because it is precisely like my father's...they do not want to LIE about something that they feel was the right thing to do and they are NOT ashamed that they did it.
Therefore their arrogance and stubborn attitude, gives them away - because they will not state 'I did NOT murder her' - that would be beneath them and undermine their sense of self-esteem. PRINCE CHARLES had his wife murdered by MI6 because he believed that it was the right thing to do and he was not ashamed of it then and he isn't now.
One can see why the ROYAL courtiers were so keen NOT to have PRINCE CHARLES in any dock - he would have given the entire game away, in almost a second.
Other notes:
Looking back upon that horrific MEDICAL party thrown by my parents just after they had first bought the chateau...and myself being held up as an exhibit 'on show' in terms of their research...and MIMI complimenting me afterwards upon being a very 'clever girl' and me getting affronted...I wasn't a 'girl' by a long chalk but obviously they thought that I was in some 'child alter'...
MIMI's husband PHILIP SANDERS/SAUNDERS...I do not know how to spell it but the usual ASHKENAZIM KUHICZAK/LOWRY sort of appearance...dark hair receding, round face....I could see the images of him in a garden...it was probably 2 St Austell Road 'garden'...although I cannot remember him upon this side of the mirror...he had already left MIMI by the time we were 4 years old or so...
What can one say except that those ANIMALS were all trying to be WIZARDS and WITCHES but in point of fact...they were just a sty full of oinking PIGS...they were MUGGLES marvelling at a true 'magician' i.e. myself.
What else can I say but that in Shanghai...I was to remote-view the future considerably and to change it...with the help of the CIA...I had seen a terrible fate in store for one of them...he hadn't married yet but the ILL would murder his wife, in the future...and so we painstakingly...or rather I went through it all with a toothcomb...and much, much more than that...we set to work to change the future as I could see it...for a better one...a world without the ILL...
Yes, I changed the entire future...or I boast...as much of it as was possible, in the time that we had which wasn't that long - so many days - so many sessions...so the ILL records of the 'future' are now NULL and VOID...they have no idea of what is going to hit them next.
Other notes:
I remember being in a flat in the main naval 'apartment' building overlooking the Pier...I was with the lawyer...who was working for SPIELBERG...I briefly filled him in upon the new CIA agenda...SPIELBERG was his enemy...the guy had no idea...SPIELBERG was an enemy of ISRAEL...and this Spielberg 'snuff movie' film was now 'null and void' as far as US Intelligence were concerned...all change and at so many different levels. He 'got it' relatively quickly even though I was 'minimalist' in terms of what I said.
Well, this is certainly a day to celebrate in WORLD HISTORY - of course all of the ILL records of the 'future' have been changed. Why else would all of the ASHKENAZIM paramilitary bases have been bombed in RUSSIA?
This, my friends - is the CURSE OF HARRY POTTER (or more specifically, the curse of the REAL AUTHOR of Harry Potter - a true Jew and not some sick little 'Ashkenazim' princess.)
NOTES CONT'D:
Would you like to know what my parents have emailed me this morning? Just read the following - it speaks realms:
My 'father' first:
"go and see your doctor
hg"
This is my mother's response:
"It is impossible to reply to the rubbish that you dream up. We have supported you all your very troubled life and we have never added up the monetary cost of this but even over the last few years we will have supported you to the tune of well over £20,000. Remember 2 trips to China one to Indonesia, allhopefully where you would manage to stay and work for more than a few months at a time. Then hardly a year ago you disappeared off to Israel with housing benefit moneys and we paid thousands of pounds for the back rent, removal and storage of furniture and supporting your stay in a hotel in Jerusalem for several months and your fare home. Then we supported you in a bed and breakfast in Manningtree and then Harwich whilst you were without means of support and place to liive. Now here we are again a year later, you are heading to be homeless evicted from your flat. You have failed to give required information concerning Housing Benefits leading to to our having to fund your rent from August onwards (more thousands going out)
Rather than vilifying your parents:
1. SEEK HELP FROM YOUR GP.
2. Take the blogs down
Any further money will be contingent on you demonstrating to us that you have done these 2 things.
You did not repjy to what has happened to put you in yopur current financial straits."
I have to say that my mother's 'response' (because I now know what had happened at their 'medical party' at their chateau, in France) put me into such a fury - that I rapidly composed the following stinging reply to my mother's lies:
"Lies, lies and more lies"
I will not even bother to grace anything that you have written as a reply.
Continue grunting in your trough - like the large, evil-minded sow that you are - see if I care.
Shall I take you to court to get my money back? We shall see.
In the meantime, you will return my HEIRLOOMS immediately - by the next post.
Emily.
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
Friday morning...
So I didn't take the 'aferryto' RIMINGTON/TOMLINSON company - to the Hook of Holland, last night...I had formerly changed the booking to this date - or rather, I had had this date picked for me by the company - at 'random'...
This might seem like complete superstition...but having begun to read the DEATHLY HALLOWS - about how HARRY POTTER has to go 'on the run' before the 30th...and then he spends the rest of the book 'on the run', looking for the 'horcruxes'...
I figured (and I figured some time ago) - the ILL are NOT making me 'run' anywhere. THEY are the criminals in this country and NOT me.
An idea began to form in my mind...the ILL write a lot of their scripts like dramatic productions which they then try to 'make happen' and they then try to 'direct' events...ergo, they would be doing that with the DEATHLY HALLOWS...but in a 'real sense' and not a 'magical sense' i.e. I would be sleeping rough and looking for berries in the hedgerows, sort of thing...
I therefore decided that staying put in this DEATHLY GALLOWS of a flat until AFTER the 30th, would be the best idea of all.
The ILL and their sick little scripts can go to HELL, literally.
Isn't it funny - I appear to be taking on EVERYTHING that MI6 stands for, in one go - their sick LITERARY scripts - their sick ILL cult - their sick ROYALTY - their sick BANKERS - their sick theatre/movie DIRECTORS - plus the rest of the gang of paedophile PORPHYRIACS - the whole lot of them.
Not to mention the MEDICAL DIVISION - who like to pretend that they are 'wizards/witches' but only for a laugh - at least they have the BRAINS to see the whole sham for what it is - which is far more of a CONDEMNATION than being an idiot BLUE PETER presenter, who doesn't.
I am so glad that I had a high IQ - last night I remembered one of my parents' 'doctors' parties at 14 St Bernards Rd - my father had introduced me to some of his male colleagues as the 'eldest' who 'I am afraid is NOT academic'.
That riled me so much that I replied coolly that I had a much higher IQ than him and so didn't need to prove myself 'academically' (which he knew - when I was 14 year old, my father had decided to have a 'competition' with me, upon that one - we both sat the same tests and I came out higher than him - the rest of the family did abysmally - even Humphrey). It was such a put-down remark that my father looked as if he were going to start chewing up the carpet.
Actually, that condemning remark of my father - still riles me somewhat, this morning and so...to show that I do know a bit about 'academe' and how to write academically - I shall compose a new blogspot today - upon which I shall post up my MA DISSERTATION which caused so much of a storm at BASSNETT'S centre.
Judith Elliot (British Studies lecturer for the BC) was to tell me that 'everybody' had read it - but then, the copy of it, had mysteriously disappeared from the Centre (you were allowed to read the dissertations of former students and had to leave a copy at the Centre).
The thought has suddenly occurred to me that the ILL might 'shelve' this ground-breaking work, in order to pass it off as their own - in some other format or under another title...some time after my 'death'...the ILL tend to 'sit on literary works' for many years before they decide to release them to the Public. I found that out, after reviewing books which had been used to program us in 1980 - many of these books were only released, in the early 1990s.
I have to say in passing that I do not necessarily hold with any of the arguments used or conclusions drawn within that dissertation. I wrote it in 1997 and we are now in 2008.
A lot of water has passed under the bridge since then, in relation to my finding out about the ILL CULT and the 'horticulturally hideous' i.e. the ROYAL/ARISTOCRATIC obsession with using 'gardening' metaphors and images from NATURE, in their sick mind control program.
However, as one astute critic of DEREK JARMAN'S work once commented - his work was forever 'in progress', in terms of his thoughts, ideas and perceptions - constantly being revised, edited and reworked. One can say that this is true, in relation to the works of most literary authors.
I would like to make this dissertation public, because it forms the 'research base' - and a sound one - from which to begin analysing the ILL CULT.
I had originally decided to write my dissertation upon this topic because JARMAN had fascinated me for many years - his films and his diaries. He held the 'key' to it all somehow...and I was going to find out precisely what that was.
However, it was an 'odd subject' to tackle (even for 'Cultural Studies') and so I had to be very careful to 'cloak' my writing in 'academe' i.e. backing up everything that I said with suitable 'references' and using the 'lingo' of academe wherever and whenever possible. This makes it quite turgid reading but the 'ideas' are all in there - or the seeds of them.
Naturally, I sent off copies via email to friends - and so it is already 'on the INTERNET' in email form - but just to make sure...I think that it would be best for me to have my OWN copy up there.
The title is as follows:
"Queer Cultivation in Derek Jarman's 'The Garden' (UK 1990)"
"A Re-negotiation of the Nature of English Homosexuality Identity in the late 1980's."
I have to say that the second line was engineered between myself and LYNNE GUYVER (my tutor and Collie's assistant - after COLLIE had dumped me from her tutorial group - along with several other students - LYNNE took up this apparent 'overflow'). LYNNE felt that my original title needed more explanation and I complied although I wasn't entirely happy about it. I liked the rather enigmatic title - mainly because to my mind - the whole thing was still something of an enigma to me - even after having analysed the subject, into the ground.
Luckily, I didn't have to add or subtract anything else from my dissertation. The main 'faults' to be found were in 'over-long' sentences - something which I had picked up from the academic texts that I had been reading but I wasn't allowed to do the same thing. LYNNE was right about that one - it made the text even more turgid. Breaking up the sentences afforded more clarity.
After my dissertation had been read by all and sundry...according to LYNNE, the over-riding consensus was that I hadn't talked enough about 'medical cures' - apparently, I should have devoted a chapter to discussing AZT. I pointed out that these drugs didn't work and so it was rather pointless to bang on about pharmaceutical drugs that didn't actually work - I wasn't a chemist or a doctor - I couldn't criticize AZT manufacturers and medical staff involved in researching cures for AIDS - with any degree of understanding. They didn't work - that was all I could say. Besides, this wasn't a 'medical treatise' upon AIDS and the current drugs in use, to counteract the disease, for the BMJ - it was within the remit of Cultural Studies.
I was told that DAVID DABYDEEN had voiced the above, as his main opinion and also his mentor Professor STUART HALL (Cultural Studies) from Birmingham University (my dissertation had travelled that far). Anyway, this was then cited as being the main reason as to why I would not be given...what was it called...a 'distinction'...that made me laugh - something that was the furthest thing from my mind...I was surprised (after COLLIE had threatened to expel me from the university - upon no grounds whatsoever) that I had even been allowed to finish the course, never mind get the MA - a course that I had paid for - and had effectively 'educated myself' upon - because the COURSE LEADER Sabina Sharkey had 'disappeared', after the first term.
I had spent my entire life savings upon that MA course - £5,000 that I had saved up over 4 years - whilst working as an EFL teacher in Eastern Europe. I had hoped that it would lead to a 'better job' i.e. as a British Studies lecturer. I was later to learn that this was NOT to be, unless I agreed to be put under mind control again, by COLLIE and sent out as a British Intelligence 'spy' abroad. ELIZA MANNINGHAM-BULLER had told me, within that same year - 1997 - that MI6 would murder me if I ever went abroad again. I washed my hands in disgust - of the lot of them - and walked out with my head held high - penniless but happy. I had really achieved something - even if I wasn't quite sure what it was...
Other notes:
I remember being warned off certain subjects - by KATE CHEDGZOY in the English Department...I was NOT allowed to use a 'psychoanalytic perspective' within any academic piece of work because this type of perspective was apparently untrendy, uncool...nobody did it anymore...I found that one rather odd (but it was true - I could hardly find a thing after the 1970s - particularly in Film Theory, within that stream of thought)...additionally, I was NOT allowed to quote from JUNG even though FREUD was 'okay'...she hadn't even heard of ADLER.
One can see that the 'powers that be' couldn't bear to be introspective - not for a second...'what you see is what you get'...'believe in the facade and the illusion' - 'don't dig deeper'...
However, this also brings back a memory of RIMINGTON - whilst she was reprogramming me with the 'walkthrough' for MARK and SPIELBERG'S sick film - she sniffed...that she wanted me to get to the truth of the matter (whilst trying to sabotage every and any way that I possibly could do - as I can now see, in retrospect)...I looked at her, with what must have appeared to be 'utter incredulity' upon my face - I couldn't help smile - it was funny (but then turned it into a grimace - if she thought that I was mocking her, more punishment would ensue) - my private thoughts being: 'she thinks that I do not know what the ILL are really all about?'
"You think you do but you don't" she countered.
I then knew what she meant - some small part of her, still wanted to know why she had turned into the 'creature' that she was...and it 'hurt'.
I have already outlined what had happened - she was suffering from severe, acute Porphyria - and the MEDICAL PROFESSION had turned a blind eye - as they had been ordered to do, by the BRITISH CROWN. Instead, they had 'celebrated' her bouts of madness and encouraged her. You know the rest.
RIMINGTON was probably a descendent of the RUSSIAN TZAR'S family or something of that nature - remember ANDREW TAIT'S poetry upon that one 'IVAN THE TERRIBLE'S AUNT'...she was then put through a demonic blood transfusion during ILL programming, which would have meant 'double-trouble' in terms of infected blood. No wonder she had gone completely off her head.
So RIMINGTON was right - I didn't know that, at the time. I also didn't know that BRITISH INTELLIGENCE scoured BORSTALS (and the equivalent, depending upon which decade we are talking about) to find those of a...let us say 'blackmailable' disposition...those like BECKY...ED's girlfriend, whilst he was at 6th Form College...young people who had committed a serious crime...who were then given the option...power, wealth and status in the ILL CULT and British Society...or spend the rest of your life in and out of prison, on the dole etc.
Despite only going out with BECKY for a few months (and apparently finishing with her) - ED continued to wear the GOLD RING that she had given him - for approximately the next 20 years of his life - until he met SUSAN who told him to take it off...the woman he was to marry...one supposes that BECKY his programmer...would have 'allowed' him this match...or even 'arranged' it...because ED did then take that ring off...something that he wouldn't do for any of his other girlfriends.
BECKY turned up in PRAGUE whilst I was there - having obtained a doctorate in Philosophy from Manchester University (she had been sacked during her first week as a teacher at a Primary School for abusing the kids, by the headmaster)...she was now arranging international conferences for Philosophers...and ironically...this particular 'conference' was upon AIDS.
I remember BECKY at ED'S wedding - nobody could quite believe that she had been invited and SUSAN had made it known that she wasn't happy about it. BECKY stood alone, beyond the crowd of guests, waiting to go into the small Welsh Catholic Church - only my father and MIKE WEALE seemed pleased to see her and engaged her in long discussions. I was surprised that MIKE WEALE even knew her - yet they seemed to be 'old friends'.
Other notes:
I am now currently scanning every page of my dissertation and reading through it again...
My initial impression is this: SON OF G-D PROGRAMMING...SON OF G-D PROGRAMMING...SON OF G-D PROGRAMMING...virtually every page 'screams' this at me...
DEREK JARMAN had been tortured and crucified by BRITISH INTELLIGENCE and he was trying to REMEMBER this...trying to dig it out of his subconscious mind (not to mention the 'minatour' who guards the CROWN JEWELS in the 'labyrinth')...that is why he couldn't let it rest...despite accusations of being 'behind the times'...so many critics seemed to be puzzled by his obsession with the 'Church' and Jesus Christ...
I can now see why I was so obsessed with JARMAN'S work...I was trying to do precisely the same thing. REMEMBER.
One could also see JARMAN'S work in the light of an artist struggling to make 'conscious', the ILL programming that was sabotaging his life - the mind control programming that had been put in to actively try and destroy the proper functioning (healing processes) of his subconscious mind.
After having submitted my dissertation to LYNNE GUYVER - I got the strangest of telephone calls from her - apparently staff at the Centre had several questions about it:
Firstly, in my chapter entitled IN DEFENCE OF PLANTS - I had made a reference to 'secret intelligence spies' - now why had I done that?
I thought about it...not having a clue what she was driving at (or not 'consciously' admitting to it, at any rate)...and answered, 'yes' that was silly of me wasn't it - if they are 'intelligence spies' they are bound to be 'secret' aren't they - I should have edited out the word 'secret'. She told me that this wasn't quite the problem...but no, it was fine, I could leave it in.
Secret Intelligence Spies = SIS
She also queried my reference to JAPANESE 'NO' THEATRE where the little boy performs a dance with a scarf upon a table by the sea shore for the men around (my Japanese friends had watched this sequence and immediately referenced it to a particular opera - in terms of the dance and also the music)...and I replied that the English spelling of 'NOH' had been utterly refuted by the Japanese - having perused their phonetics books...it should be spelt NO and not 'NOH'. Again, that wasn't quite the point...but I could leave it in.
I am still in the dark, as to what the 'point' in question, actually was...the opera concerned a young man who dresses as a 'woman' to enter the enemy court, in order to murder the KING...to prove himself within the eyes of his father - another KING, who was at war with that particular kingdom.
Other notes:
In Chapter 5: UTOPIANISM - Classical Antiquity
I really 'pussyfooted' through the garden, as it were, within this chapter...in dealing with the references to PAEDOPHILIA and the 'FERRYMAN'...but I could do little else...I didn't want to be accused of HOMOPHOBIA by that Centre.
The references in JARMAN'S work are quite obvious though...he states openly that he would have been quite happy to have been 'initiated' by a man - at the age of 9 years old.
To her eternal credit - LYNNE GUYVER privately told me that I had done well to voice some criticism of JARMAN'S work within that area - she obviously thought it a 'brave' thing to do. The veiled criticism that I had actually made - was virtually non-existent...but in academic terms it was 'heavy' - as far as I could go - given the circumstances - I mean, I wanted to get that MA - it was all-important to me, at the time.
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My mother will predictably react in extreme FURY over my calling her an 'evil-minded sow'. I have little doubt that I will receive an email which will detail 'calling your parents pigs is a sign of how mentally-ill you are' or words to that effect.
I will simply reply:
"You get what you deserve. Take the consequences of your actions."
Other notes:
Having finally got to the end of scanning (and reading) the pages of my dissertation...I can remember it almost word for word - having spent so much time upon it (revision after revision - I used my various notes/files, like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle - continually reshuffling them until I had a basic structure) - unlike the HARRY POTTER books where I simply scribbled like a maniac (juggling it all in my head at the time) in order to meet TOMLINSON'S deadlines...I had no chance of editing or even re-reading what I had written, most of the time...anyway, having reached the end of my dissertation...I can now see why I thought that my conclusion was so 'lame'...it was the most unsatisfactory part of the whole process to me...but the research itself, was to form the basis of my getting to grips with the ILL CULT, in later years...this dissertation was to become my 'foundation stone'...
I can now see why...from THE WIZARD OF OZ...to SON OF G-D programming...the FERRYMAN...and the LABYRINTH...the S/M hierarchy of the ILL CULT/British Establishment...not to mention 'horticulturally hideous' mind control programming...it is all in there...no wonder that disssertation rapidly disappeared from BASSNETT'S Centre. At the heart of it all...the ROMAN BATHS...where a NERO appears with his henchmen (on film)...the ROMAN EMPEROR CULT...the 'closet gays' at the top...those whom JARMAN was fighting against - trying to make the INVISIBLE - VISIBLE.
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Anyway, left in 'despair' about finding a job in the UK, after the MA course had finished...because I couldn't bring myself to even think about EFL work again...not after that horrific time in Eastern Europe...I queried the Centre about applying to do a Phd (anywhere - not necessarily at that Centre) - and was coldly told that without a 'distinction' - I would have no success. 'Academe' was now debarred. I would not be able to make a career there.
Luckily - HELEN RODWAY then stepped into the breach - told me that I could go and live with her because her husband was currently studying to be a Vet and living in LONDON...he had 'digs' just by TAVISTOCK PLACE...and so I could pay her a minimal rent of £30 p.w. and look for admin/secretarial jobs. That is how I ended up in Birmingham again - with RIMINGTON keeping a continual 'eye' upon me - during a succession of temporary secretarial roles - at £5 p.h. It was a hand-to-mouth existence. My take home pay was around £100...and all I can remember is that after I had paid HELEN £30 - I used to have about £40-50 left for some reason - I had to budget with that amount, every week...thinking about it now...that is odd...because I was working 37.5 hours per week in those 'Council' jobs...I should have been taking home more...perhaps the 'tax factor' was more for some reason...I would guess that this was because of NI and so forth out of it (maybe the Council was taking other amounts such as 'pension' scheme - which I wasn't eligible for and so they shouldn't have done - or more likely it was the recruitment agency, in question) as well...I cannot remember now...but it seemed an unreasonably low amount at the time but 'unquestionable'. I remember questioning my payslips at the time (at the Recruitment Agency) but was told that it was all above board...RIMINGTON used to stop me now and then...as I came back from work, walking back to Francis Road from ACOCKS GREEN railway station.
Anyway, I didn't mind...about how little I was living on (well, I did - but I saw that as 'inevitable')...it was enough that I was 'respectable' because I had a job - even if I was continually shat upon at work - by one of RIMINGTON'S minions....wherever I happened to work.
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Now I have fully 'woken up' (pretty much so)...I no longer feel the need to prove my 'respectability'. Something I have continually stated and for some time now. I will no longer be bullied into accepting such terrible jobs and at such low pay and nor will I EVER sign on again, in my entire life.
The BOOT is on the other foot - those sick and twisted people at BUCKINGHAM PALACE are mainly to blame for their obscene SAT B'HAI contract and enforced system of mind control slavery...not to mention having allocated the 'GONG' room to me, in their 'Castle' system.
They will now prove to ME whether or not they have one solitary OUNCE of respectability about them (but one already knows that the very concepts of 'honour' and 'respectability' are entirely foreign to the entire brood of them.)
BRITISH INTELLIGENCE are also to blame for having implemented and enforced this system. RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON are particularly to blame for having singled me out...because they 'enjoyed' making my life a complete and utter living hell - it appears to have become some sort of a 'pastime', for the pair of them. Not to mention the kidnappings, torture, use of stun-guns and other ILL CULT - related obscenities.
My parents (and their friends in the Medical Profession) are also to blame for standing by and doing NOTHING, watching these people 'hunt me down' - whilst actively taking part in the psychological bullying, harassment and hounding that I have been put through, over so many years.
Other notes:
MR TOM was whining piteously this morning because I couldn't feed him...he has now eaten the rationed 2 tuna cans and all of his 'crunchies'...I had told him who was to blame and that he should direct 'bad karma' towards them.
He 'told' me to go behind SOMERFIELDS because I could pick up some food there...I have no idea how I should do that...do they just leave it out there?
This cat is 'radio-controlled' and part of the ILL game and therefore I have to be wary about everything he says...despite the fact that he has been truthful and accurate about almost everything so far...
Other notes:
I read a few more chapters of THE DEATHLY GALLOWS last night...and reached the part about XENO and immediately recognised this 'character' as being based upon JOHN WATERS or others of his ZENO group.
I then remembered something brilliant...and that was the 'hand gesture' symbol...which is described in graphic terms as the 'evil symbol' of GRINDELWALD.
JOHN had taught me how to make this symbol with my hands - as a small child...my fingers were short and podgy...therefore it was relatively difficult to do...and so he told me to practice.
This is the highest cult mind control command symbol of the lot.
In the book - the symbol is described as a 'snake eye' but in fact one could say that it is a 'cat's eye' surrounded by a triangle.
I also forgot to mention that I went through the 10 most dangerous hand symbols to the CIA in Shanghai but omitted this one, for some reason...I didn't appear to 'remember' it. I described each one to the guy whilst I was in a deep trance-like state...i.e. I couldn't move but I could speak...and so he drew each one upon the board (we were in a deserted classroom of the University at the time)...
each of these symbols could produce 'sudden death' or rather complete unconsciousness or immobility within an ILL slave...but once unconscious, the slave could easily regain 'life' after falling unconcious because natural bodily defences would then kick in...or they could be resuscitated/CPR, in the case of the OMEGA which was the worst one upon the board (it was funny - he didn't know what I meant at first because Americans pronounce the word OM-EG-A whereas I was pronouncing the word as O -MEE-GA)...
Anyway, this triangle/cat's eye symbol is the worst of the lot...it can promote 'instant death' in a slave and no 'remission'.
JOHN told me that only certain people could use it to that effect - and I had been chosen to be one of them i.e. I could use it on ROYALTY if I chose...nobody else could use the symbol in terms of it taking effect - apart from the 'chosen few'.
I have been practising how to use it quickly and effectively, this morning...it took me back to my childhood...how funny...to have forgotten something so important and for all of these years...
So how did the ILL authors of the last book, come by that one? I wonder...who was 'in control' of the writing of this last book? DALDRY as the 'stage manager' or MARK?
Other notes:
I forgot to mention that I visited two bookshops in HARWICH yesterday...one in which REBECCA worked and the other 'antique' one where a middle-aged man (remarkably similar in looks and manner to my brother HUMPHREY) attends to his 'collection'. I took in my first edition series of volumes A DREAM OF RED MANSIONS: TSAO HSUEH-CHIN and KAO NGO.
He had no time for it - dismissive...but perused one of the books briefly (as REBECCA had done) - then asked me if I had anything else that he might like to see...it is amazing but one can see how the MI6 'literary codes' operate around here (TOMLINSON had already told me that he stored contraband in the back of one of REBECCA'S shops)...you just 'present' a book and it represents a certain code...
My mother had met this man before...he had charged her the Earth for a book...telling her insouciantly that...so the price was high but she simply had to rise above it...or words to that effect. I cannot remember the exact phrase but it was rather funny - a bit like that homosexual wit and raconteur Stephen somebody, who made the BAFTA AWARDS a 'Hollywood star' attraction - he managed to elevate the entire event - by making really funny remarks as a compere)...anyway, my mother had found him a real 'card'...he had the same airy arrogance and wit as my brother HUMPHREY.
Anyway, after visiting his antique bookshop...no, in fact it was before visiting this shop...I was 'aware' of the large black door to the right of it...into some sort of a warehouse...I instinctively 'knew' that if I pushed - the door would open...although it had a CHUBB lock of some description upon it...sure enough, it opened...although a little stiff...and inside, I remembered...it had been used as another programming site...the place was full of 'junk' programming items...and then I saw 'it'...the main programming item of the lot - an unabridged version of the KARMA SUTRA. A book that TOMLINSON loved to use in terms of 'sex slave programming' - and RIMINGTON loved to watch.
This morning...I have decided to go and retrieve this book...it has been used for some of the most diabolical 'mind control sex programming' and it is my duty to put a stop to this.
Other notes:
I have just got back from a quick cycle around to the ANTIQUE BOOKSHOP and tried to force the BLACK DOOR to the left open - but this time - it appeared to have been properly LOCKED.
This sent me into a rage - and I completely lost patience...I then marched into the bookshop because I figured that the guy in charge there, was at least partially to blame...mainly because I had met a guy who looked a bit like an older 'MIKE WEALE' outside the Antique Bookshop yesterday...the lights were on but the bookshop guy, wasn't in (which was why I went down to REBECCA'S bookshop before his)...anyway this MIKE WEALE lookalike was of the opinion that the guy who owned that 'warehouse' behind the black door had been in there a few days ago...working upon something...he seemed to intimate that this guy was also the bookshop owner...anyway, I then came back from REBECCA'S bookshop, to see the Antique Bookshop guy hurrying down the street and so I followed him into the bookshop with my CHINESE collection...
Anyway, TODAY - in the bookshop was the bookshop guy and another man - a bearded 'yachting club' type...and I told him that I had left a copy of the UNABRIDGED KARMA SUTRA in the warehouse next door...the guy said that he had no idea of what I was talking about...he didn't know who owned 'next door'...he didn't know that it was a 'warehouse'...
That made me see RED and so I used the 'triangular cat's eye' upon him...
He then began to talk rapidly...apparently the Council had been after the guy who owned the place next door, for 4/5 years - they were trying to evict him...but had had no success. There was nothing he could do to help me 'I am just a bookseller, I don't know anymore...' he sounded uncharacteristically 'humble'. I asked him if we could 'force' the door...he shook his head and then made a joke 'this is like a RADIO 4 PLAY isn't it? The KARMA SUTRA and a warehouse'...it wasn't funny but I could see that I wouldn't get anything further out of him and so left.
Outside - I immediately queried JOHN WATERS...why hadn't the guy 'dropped dead' at the sight of that sign? I hadn't really thought about it before I made it but I could now see that it hadn't appeared to have worked...he telepathically replied:
"He didn't LIE to you, HONEY."
So that is how it works then...another dimension to the symbol.
What can I deduce from the above except that TOMLINSON or one of his minions is still around and still intent upon 'sex slave' programming in HARWICH - however, the COUNCIL (whatever that might mean) now appear to be after him.
I may just have another 'go' at that door - just in case it wasn't locked but it had certainly been firmly WEDGED back into the door frame. Yesterday it wasn't quite inside the door frame - jammed but quite obviously unlocked.
The most important conclusion here is that the KARMA SUTRA was used as the basis for 'sex slave' mind control programming and...the 'snake' of the kundalini (of the spinal column) and so forth...except that it had been REVERSED -rather like the 'flying Swastika' of the NAZIS.
The 'snake' which goes downwards rather than upwards towards 'enlightenment'...this is all about MI6 'upside down world'...the descent to HELL rather than to HEAVEN...as personified by the 'snake' pointing downwards...upon TOMLINSON'S photograph in PICTURES WORD 7 and also the vile SATANIC image from 'midishrine' - which I have posted up on elizamanninghambuller.blogspot.com
Other notes:
I was thinking about my exposure of the ASHKENAZIM BANKING SYSTEM of 'payments' to ILL SLAVES...in terms of the PASS GO COLLECT £200...and began to wonder if the original number that TOMLINSON had given me in France i.e. 'I think your number will be 1679 but I am not sure'...could have been related. I will therefore try 1679 and also 2679 which was the keypad number code, of the 'green/yellow' room at the CONTINENTAL HOTEL. I do not suppose that it will work - having exposed the ILL SYSTEM before trying out any numbers...but I am in desperate straits and will try anything at this point. I need money if I am to survive for much longer.
Other notes:
Looking up the word raconteur...in one of my crap dictionaries (couldn't find it)...I then looked it up in my French dictionary...not there either and so looked up the root verb to make sure...for some reason, I wanted to spell it with two 'c's like raccoon but knew this to be wrong...and so looked up 'raconter'...and then saw RAB at the top of the page...meaning 'extra'...to be 'on the rab' in French, is to do overtime...more hours....or rather 'faire du rab' means 'to do extra time'...but I translate this as really meaning 'getting extra via the Royal Arch Brethren'...
The most perverse thing about all of this is that I began to wonder about the RAOB...the Royal Arch Freemasons...and then the RAB in HARRY POTTER which was a reference to this organisation...I then thought about the HALIFAX for some reason...and their EXTRA slogan...and wondered why I thought there was a connection between the two...
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After making that 'cat's eye triangle' symbol...I realise that I should be a little more careful...now that I know all of the symbols...and shouldn't make the OMEGA sign unless I am really threatened.
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FINALLY – having arrived at the LIBRARY and made a makeshift blogspot – to put up my dissertation – I have finished it:
http://derekjarmandissertation.blogspot.com/
It takes a few minutes to download – so be warned – but after that it is plain sailing to read. Despite being ‘image files’ i.e. scanned pages of my actual dissertation – I managed to get most of the pages (apart from Number 11 and the last pages of my bibliography) to a ‘large print’ size.
The main problem for me was…that after finishing this dissertation – all of my floppy disks got infected with some virus and I couldn’t open them anymore.
Therefore I have had to rely upon my actual dissertation (and scanned it) – although I could have contacted people to get the files sent back to me – it was easier to do it this way. Put simply – I wanted to get it done, today.
NOTES CONT'D:
NOTES CONT'D:
I have already noted before that the bookstand behind Computer 5 in the HARWICH/DOVERCOURT library - has a selection of books - in sequence - that have spelt out some ILL plan for the future. In other words a 'threat' to my person.
The other side of this bookstand is normally used to 'house' TOMLINSON'S favourite author (and STELLA 'PASKINS')i.e. the guy who writes about VAMPIRES and the Order of the Bloody Entrails - I forget his name now - the books never made much of an impression upon me.
Anyway, the VAMPIRE books have now disappeared to be replaced by 'chick lit'.
The side of the bookstand facing me has a sequence of books which ends with these two:
BLACK RABBIT SUMMER: Kevin Brooks
DEATH RUN: Jack Higgins with Justin Richards.
One presumes that the ILL must have thought that I was 'on the run' in Europe by now, having caught that Thursday night ferry on the 27th November, 2008.
I didn't. I can laugh, now.
BLACK RABBIT is not 'on the run'.
BLACK RABBIT is not going anywhere until you have paid me back, every single penny that you owe me.
YOU are the criminals - and not me.
NOTES CONT'D:
As if by 'magic' STENALINE has sent me an 'offer' - even though they have NEVER contacted me before - only 'aferryto' with whom I had booked my Thursday ferry and 'aferryto' are a separate company entirely - as STENALINE made clear to me upon the telephone:
Early bird savings for 2009Friday, November 28, 2008 4:03 AM
From: "Stena Line" <
offers_hh@stenaline-edeals.co.uk Add sender to Contacts To: minniecricket2005@yahoo.com
Quite unbelievably, they also sent this email at 4:30 AM in the morning???
I am wordless. Stupified. Did my NOT being on that ferry - cause this much of a 'stir'?
NOTES CONT'D:
Here is presumably the nastiest and worst threat that my paedophile father can throw at me...this is his latest email:
"Emily,
Basically what will happen next is that the Court Order(in your absence if necessary) will be granted to have you evicted.
If you do not respond the bailiffs will gain entrance and put you out. I will inform the police (who will be in attendance) of
your state of mental health and they can arrange to have you taken into the care that you desperately need.
If you have any vestige of commonsense left please realise that you can help yourself by now going to your GP and telling
them your story. Though we realise that in your deranged state you are not entirely responsible for your actions, I would
ask you not to spew further filth at your Mother and my patience is running out.
hg"
NOTES CONT'D:
My blood is positively boiling. I immediately sent the following email back to my father:
"If you act like a filthy, paedophile hog - then people treat you as one.
Wise up.
Take the consequences of your actions.
Try to be 'sensible' for once in your life. The game is UP.
Emily"
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
I have decided to part with my editions 1 and II of the ZOHAR (Pritzker edition) - having opened one and found a hair akin to a 'curly dark horse hair' but recognisably human in it - TOMLINSON'S?
Find Line 244 in Hayyei Sarah...where the hair was...and read a line taken out of context:
'...demonstrating the superiority of the male over the female'.
This is a general passage about G-d and the Shekinah - the female 'bride' and spiritual essence of this world in relation to G-d - akin to the 'light of the MOON and the SUN' sort of thing...but TOMLINSON had translated this into ordinary 'human terms'.
So I am to acknowledge your 'superiority' - even though you are a thieving, violent and murderous paedophile? I think NOT.
Nobody respects a THIEF and nobody thinks that a THIEF is superior to them, in any way at all - be they male or female.
I shall take the books down to the Antique Booksellers to see if he will buy them - they are both rare editions - and cost me around £40 + a go...I would be happy to see the back of them for far less than that.
Other notes:
I am still seething after having read my father's email at the LIBRARY...he is still threatening a Court Order...and the Police - if I do not move out now. I will NOT budge. I am staying here until after the 30th and THAT IS THAT.
BRITISH GAS are now threatening me with a warrant to gain entry to the premises in order to put an ELECTRICITY METER in. I am quite happy to let them in - what do I care? I do not suppose that the 'owner' of this flat, particularly wants HIS/HER electricity metered now, do they? REMEMBER...whatever happens to this flat...has repercussions all over the UK...
Other notes:
6785 - the end of a number inside the POSTAL SAFE which a PO worker opened in front of me today upon CHURCH STREET...JOHN WATERS told me to note the number and then to use it as a pin-number in the ATM...it didn't work...I was again furious...he then said that he would tell me the 'correct number' next time...I retorted that the machine would swallow my card the next time...I had already tried 1679 and 2679 at the HSBC...he replied 'you have to trust me, don't you trust me?'.
I replied 'NO I do not trust you anymore...you have BETRAYED my trust by giving me the WRONG pin-number, to tap in, the first time round. DAMN you and go to hell with the rest of them.'
However, I do remember RIMINGTON pointing this number out but I have no idea what significance it might have...it was a sort of barcode number, upon the inside of the 'MAIL SAFE' which opens out onto the pavement, outside the general PO in HARWICH. Maybe I should check it tomorrow.
Other notes:
I have just arrived back - cycling in the dark...5pm...what an 'exciting day'...I have yet to add to my notes...anyway:
It appears that not taking any of this too seriously, works for me.
Let me recount - I went back to the Antique Booksellers with those two large hardback books of THE ZOHAR...(Stanford University Press)...and I could see that he was immediately interested. This was the 'real thing' and it is - reading through different chapters gave me a real insight into spirituality...whether or not I entirely agreed with it...most of what I had read was 'sound'...not some NEW AGE 'Kabbalah' rubbish but clearly written by people who knew their stuff...culturally, it is difficult to read...from the 17th Century and in translation...but one can get the general gist of it all.
However the very fact that TOMLINSON had 'tainted' those books by his 'hair'...was enough for me to want the books OUT of my flat - particularly after attempting to program me with them. That is what the ILL are like - even if they haven't produced the 'book' in question, specifically as mind control materials - they will find things within it, that they can twist and distort.
Anyway, I was in such a temper, that if he hadn't been in the bookshop - I would have DUMPED them upon his doorstep and left...but luckily - despite the rain and encrouching darkness...the bookshop was still open.
He was also interested in our 'exchange' this morning...i.e. who was my 'friend'?
I had told him that I had left the unabridged version of the KARMA SUTRA in that windowless 'warehouse' next door because of a friend...who had let me in...a mistake...(not much of a lie but if you don't explain and look 'on your mettle' - people do not tend to question)...
He asked me who my friend was...I parried and asked him if he could give me the NAME of the guy who owned next door...he told me that all he knew was that the guy was called JOHN....but he wasn't looking at me when he said it...
I shrugged and decided with a sigh of relief that I might as well clear the air between us...and proceeded to tell him that my 'friend' was in fact no friend of mine at all...in fact, he was a criminal who had various ID - having previously worked for BRITISH INTELLIGENCE...
To which the bookseller replied 'we are in the same zone - I understand what you mean'...
I liked that 'we are in the same zone'...reminds me of TOTNES but in a good way.
Of course the above could 'read' like - the guy was humouring a 'mad woman' but he didn't look that way...and then I began to get it...REBECCA who had rescued me and brought me back to her house...to be then set upon by RIMINGTON and I had stood up for her - to my cost...she is the other 'bookseller' around here...I then realised...we are all 'recovering mind control slaves'...and all in it together...I must have met the antique bookseller at some point but cannot remember as yet...
Anyway, he gave me £20 for the pair of them - together, both books were originally worth over £80 but what the hell...I was glad to get rid of them...and they make interesting reading although you really have to 'get into it'...the spirit of the times in which they were written.
Symbolically, it struck me...I was 'ridding' myself of SEPHARDIC influences...I no longer needed their 'influence'...as in JOHN WATERS...I had surpassed him, in some way. He had annoyed me out of my mind at the ATM upon Church Street (when I was desperate for money)...
He had me 'have I ever lied to you?'...I had to concede that he had saved my life so many times when I was near to death because of ILL TORTURE (with the right advice)...but then I suddenly remembered...'you bastard, you just lied to me about the first ILL cashpoint number...and now you are asking me to trust you? Why are you playing games with me now? You are part of the whole thing, aren't you?'
The major thought that hit me suddenly was...this guy was keeping me alive in order to keep playing this ILL GAME around the 'chosen one'...the 13th ONE...the ALICE...even if he did have some 'sentiment' for me as his first 'pig' as he had called children, in general...he had never mind control programmed a child before, in the early 1960s...and his 'affection' obviously didn't extend further than that...he was quite happy to see me tortured in this 'ILL game'...he just wanted me to be kept alive...I was no longer a child...the child that he had identified with...I was now a 'woman' that he couldn't relate to, not anymore, at any rate...I was no longer 'a child'...and 'different' to him. Formerly, I had been so similar...I had fought back furiously...used my mind...used my physical strength...as he had...in short, he had identified with me as a child...my pain and my anguish at being so abused...but after that...after I began to become an 'adult'...he had no more time for me.
Other notes:
JOHN WATERS' history in HOLLYWOOD has always been something of a big mystery...he was supposedly a sort of HOWARD HUGHES type character...who came out of 'retirement' to make a hit movie...but where had he made all of that money...in order to become a HOWARD HUGHES figure in the first place? He hit the 'movieland headlines' with HAIRSPRAY...or was it SHAMPOO...or HAIRGEL 100...I cannot remember now...and critics talked about what an 'eccentric' he was in HOLLYWOOD...how he had only made 'B' movies beforehand (so where did he make his money)...
I cannot remember watching any of them upon this side of the mirror...but on the other side...I remember one 'movie' about a couple who were acting like 'crazed chimps' in human clothes, make-up, a sort of 50s number, in terms of style...screaming at each other, in the interior of a tacky living room, hall and bathroom...like chimpanzees at the zoo...and I guess that was his point...underneath...people are like that...the lowest common denominator...people can be reduced to looking like the PG TIPS chimps having a teaparty...in behaviour and dress...under mind control...but not in a good sense...in a screaming ab dabs sense...no 'humour' about any of it, at all...just vicious, crazed adults - obsessed with how they look - insanely angry if anybody criticises their self-delusions...and childish beyond anything...I wish I could remember the movie...but I saw it 'on the other side of the mirror' and probably 'courtesy' of DALDRY or TOMLINSON...I know that RIMINGTON wasn't around at the time...anyway, the film was all about HIGH CAMP but 'heterosexual camp' - that was the point...but my memory is vague...anyway, that was my blurred impression. It was a horrific movie but supposed to be 'funny' - one was supposed to 'laugh' at these people...but I knew JOHN too well...I knew that he was CRYING more than he was laughing...it all upset him immeasurably...that 'real people' tended to be like this...and this attempt to expose it...was to help himself...to enable himself to 'laugh at it all'...but he hadn't found the right sense of 'humour' to do it with...
I wonder now...if THE SIMPSONS wasn't funded by JOHN WATERS...he knew so much about how the BRITISH behaved under mind control...he had been programming them for decades...for the OZ brigade...
Other notes:
After gaining £20 for the ZOHAR books...I cycled off to SOMERFIELDS to do some shopping and found a new SIMPSONS comic on show...with two BALLS for eyes as in binoculars...the image immediately made me think of the 'white billiard cue balls'...the white and then the black iris...of 'I AM BORN OF THE SUN' - 'DR WHO' alters...that WATERS had created, whilst working as a mind control programmer in the UK.
If you would like to see what this looks like...see MIKE WEALE'S 'Ceramic Hobbs popgroup' website...there is a photograph of a woman who looks very like DIANA ROSS...programmed with this...she has two such 'balls' for eyes...superimposed upon her face - in her eye sockets.
Before I came across this site...I had already uncovered this deadly RA programming...COBRA programming...and I had put up an image of TOMLINSON in this 'alter' (with two 'snooker cue balls' for his eyes)...on his back, in a crypt, with RIMINGTON astride him...beside two large stone sepulchres - reminiscent of the sepulchre at the TEMPLAR CASTLE that NATALIE SAATCHI had lain across - in order to program myself - she was supposed to be a 'cherubim' upon the 'ark of covenant' - my 'soul' was supposedly trapped within it...
I haven't added the fact that when PUTIN and his men barged in and dealt with her and the ROTHSCHILD programmer... I had then told them to lift the stone lid off...PUTIN questioned that one but got them all to do it anyway - the stone 'lid' was quite exceptionally heavy and took all 4 of them to do it...there was simply a skeleton inside it...he then asked me 'why'...I couldn't explain...I could see that he thought that I was just wasting time and so he then waved me off to go get on with what I was supposed to do...ie. find TOMLINSON and take the ISIS key to open up the control centre...
The whole TEMPLAR CASTLE was a 'fake' from start to finish (the initial castle had been razed to the ground, centuries beforehand - but then rebuilt by those insane freaks)...I can even remember ...now...DALDRY ordering in those 'ancient sepulchres'...it was nothing but a film set...the skeletons in them were real, though...but hadn't rested in those ghastly 'coffins' for more than a couple of months, if that...but I hadn't 'remembered' that at the time...I was dealing with too many memories...nearly all of which, were on the 'other side of the mirror'...and therefore I couldn't get to grips with everything that was going on around me...I had to rely upon instinct...
Other notes:
Anyway, I couldn't afford the new SIMPSONS comic in SOMERFIELDS...and so browsed through...like the small boy beside me...reading his favourite and extortionately expensive 'magazine/comic'...until I found THE story about MAGGIE...
It was SHEER SPITE...MAGGIE is depicted as a baby who has given another baby an XMAS PRESENT...but he cannot use it...and the present that he has given her...she cannot use either.
What were the presents?
MAGGIE had sold her PACIFIER (oral addiction) to buy EYEBROW WAX for her 'baby friend' who has particularly THICK BLACK EYEBROWS...
He had shorn off his eyebrows (I cannot remember how he was repaid)...in order to buy her a sort of 'water bottle cover' for her DUMMY.
I flashbacked to MARK...this was his FINAL SOLUTION if everything went pear-shaped for him...to tell me that everything had gone pear-shaped for myself and this other 'baby'...the one with the big black eyebrows...
For some reason...the only person that came to mind...in relation to BIG BLACK EYEBROWS...was ROBERT MAXWELL...he had literally given his life for ISRAEL...he had funnelled money out of the UK...via the CZECH REPUBLIC...he had given everything that he could...no holds barred...to find a safe place for the JEWISH PEOPLE...he had BELIEVED in Israel...he knew how rotten the whole ILL system and their pack of cards was...MI6 had been conned by him...he was an elaborate trickster...they had then 'arranged' his death...called in his chips...everywhere...bankrupted him.
I remembered being upon THE MOUNT OF OLIVES with SHARON...seeing MAXWELL's 'pride of place' tomb at the top of it...although one assumes that nobody found his body...food for the fishes?
SHARON was then to tell me about how SPIELBERG had bought a tomb there - to rival if not overcast MAXWELL'S...he had the money...he had bought his funeral plot...
The Palestinians were to tell me the same thing...even MR D'AJANI'S son...it was common knowledge...SPIELBERG had paid a million or more (apparently it cost a million) to be buried upon THE MOUNT OF OLIVES but obviously 'pride of place' would depend upon how much money you could stump up.
Doesn't it make you laugh?
Where IS Spielberg coming from?
Perhaps he is THAT thick, that he thinks that you can PAY your way up to heaven, with the money that you stole from others, having deprived them of their livelihoods...is he really that THICK?
My next question is: How DARE the BEIT DIN sanction such a disgusting system? It is against G-d.
Knowing, as the entirety of Israel knows (and there are now, many Jews who are as poverty-stricken as Palestinians and not because they refuse to work for religious reasons - hence the common bond and 'understanding')...that SPIELBERG hasn't paid a penny to ISRAEL...apart from a 'small grant' of under 10,000 dollars.
ROBERT MAXWELL gave his life (slated as a CRIMINAL in all UK papers) to secure funding for the safe-keeping of those whom he understood as his 'people'.
So - in terms of ILL thinking - MAXWELL was a mug - and a big one, at that. He knew the financial system only too well and how to 'play it' in the way that BRITISH ROYALTY, MI6 and their lackeys knew (he had worked for them) - but he didn't know the canker in the heart of his own religion.
He didn't know what MOSHE DAYAN had known...or he 'overlooked' that one...and now he will have to rest 'happily'...beside those like SPIELBERG.
It is enough to make the DEAD WALK...isn't it? I would quite understand if MAXWELL decided to 'rise from the dead' and head for another more suitable burial ground, rather than to have those like SPIELBERG for company. SPIELBERG is just a sad little toad...who made so much money from stealing off others...and then, with extreme delusions of grandeur...decided that he should be buried at the top of THE MOUNT OF OLIVES. Alternatively, MAXWELL could kick SPIELBERG out and 'off' the mountain.
I am laughing again...I cannot help it...it is all too obscene...too funny...
Other notes:
Early Saturday morning...
I am still angry about that SIMPSONS comic...the words that stung in the MAGGIE story were...'and the babies cried until Easter'...that was MARK'S way of saying 'I am going to punish you for destroying my ILL game and movie'...
So how are you going to do that MARK? Would you like some more PUNISHMENT yourself?
Remember - the ASHKENAZIM BASES are now GONE...the ASHKENAZIM banking cartel has been EXPOSED and so they cannot pay their ILL slaves via the cashpoint system anymore...
Guess what that will mean? So many of those ILL SLAVES will no longer be able to pay off their mortgages and there are so many of them, aren't there?...
So granted, THE SIMPSONS 'MAGGIE story' is right to an extent...there will be LOOTING come Christmas...M & S will get trashed all over the country...BUCKINGHAM PALACE will get razed to the ground and the ROYALS hunted down...
Am I supposed to 'cry' over any of this? HA HA.
Look at how the ILL SYSTEM is going to come down...now they cannot pay their SLAVES anymore...it is all going to fall...
I remember JACQUI CARROLL at DARTINGTON...she had been in LONDON during the riots...she hadn't stolen anything...she came back, seriously frightened...'it was mad, Emily...mad...people were going crazy'...JACQUI had spent some time talking to a Policeman who privately sympathised with political views of the rioters...there were too many of them for the Police to deal with and so it was safer for them to just stand back and let the people do what they wanted...
Which 'anarchist' group was supposed to be mainly responsible? I cannot remember the name now...but as far as I can remember...it was a general 'mass' feeling...a rebellion against the big business cartels - the multinationals...wasn't MACDONALDS a prime target?
Other notes:
I find the news that the METROPOLITAN POLICE have refused to carry STUN-GUNS most heartening...
Thinking about that one...STUN-GUNS are the most evil weapon out...because they take away the victim's memory, for hours - either side of the 'event' - which means that the victim cannot then defend themselves...they cannot make a statement because they do not know what happened. They are therefore rendered utterly helpless.
IF government really wanted to arm the POLICE properly - they would give them guns and rubber bullets, that could be used at close range without too much harm being done (and no memories of the 'event' lost). Additionally, the Police would not have to get too close to the scene of the crime - whereas with a stun-gun...you have to get right up close - it would make more sense in terms of protecting the POLICE, to use rubber bullets.
Besides, if you know that someone is carrying a stun-gun or likely to be carrying one...you can attempt to kick it out of their hands. Alternatively - if you jump off the ground as they 'stun' you...the electricity will riccochet back to the attacker...because you are not 'grounded'...nowhere for the electrical current to go...stun-guns are a 'dumb' weapon, all round.
Why weren't RUBBER BULLETS used in the case of MR MENDEZ?
This whole government manoeuvre is highly sinister...but luckily the POLICE turned them down.
However, when those like MR SPAM have a 'stun-gun' in their office - what is the world coming to?
Other notes:
I am still furious with JOHN WATERS for playing around with me, yesterday...he had 'sympathies' with me...but he was still part and parcel of the circle of abusers, from my childhood...he was watching as my mother tried to scald and then drown me in the bath as a small child...and I was so indignant then...telling him (telepathically) that I would cut all ties with him if he let her do this to me...I felt the same way, yesterday...enough is enough. You do NOT play games with me.
Other notes:
Was selling THE ZOHAR something that THE SIMPSONS saw as 'selling my dummy'? Why would THE ZOHAR passify me? It did no such thing...it didn't help my belief in G-d at all...it was simply another version of a religion that had acquired some interesting spiritual knowledge...
Who is 'GERALD' the other baby with eyebrows that meet in the middle? I do not know...maybe I haven't quite got the bottom of that one yet...but I do not care...it is irrelevant.
Other notes:
What MARK and his ILL group didn't know...was how far I had changed the future in Shanghai...
The CIA guy whom I had trusted...I told him to deal with 'MacDonald' who would be very dangerous to him and his career, if he didn't take steps fast...and he did to an extent...
Whilst I was changing this 'good' guy's future...I was really changing a lot of other things...I took a long time to do so...and naturally he had no idea of what I was really doing...I was changing all of the codes and passwords...future events...you name it...
Anyway, after I told him that I had 'finished' changing his future...he asked me about 'world events'...shouldn't we try to change those? I agreed...he then said that he suspected that I had been changing other events...I saw no reason to lie to him...I admitted it...but didn't tell him what I had done...I just changed the subject...and asked him about anything and everything he could tell me that was 'evil' and 'wrong' in this world...
He was high up in the CIA...he was very knowledgeable about the political/economic situations, all around the world...and he began to go through them...one by one...and I visited each place, each country...doing what I could to change the future...with his help and advice...it was a very 'productive' manoeuvre...
It sounds silly...to trust anybody, in my situation...but I had been kidnapped into working for BRITISH INTELLIGENCE...so one has to say that even though the CIA has had a massively 'bad press' and for many years...that doesn't preclude the existence of 'good people' working for them...
Other notes:
REV MOON was helping me yesterday...to rise above the SEPHARDIC INFLUENCE...he was very kind...he also advised me to let go of his own influence...because he had been part of the ILL SYSTEM too and for so long...as the MOON...
MR TOM was rather 'inquistive' again, yesterday...he had started to burrow into my large black suitcase...and so I opened it up for him to go through the things...and he 'found' a golden ring that HENRIETTA had brought back from INDIA...and given to my mother.
My mother then gave it to me...it is a very beautiful but simple ring...with a MOONSTONE set in it...apparently HENRIETTA had given the same ring to all of her closest friends...including MIMI...however MIMI and my mother didn't like the gift and had decided not to wear the rings...
I have it on now...it is rather comforting...it reminds me of the 'feminine' power of the MOON...
Anyway, MR TOM was also interested in a black coat from GAP which my mother had bought for me...I have hardly worn it...mainly because RIMINGTON had programmed me with it. She had pointed out the number upon the label inside: 1166
Other notes:
I now understand what had happened...regarding the demonic use of the KARMA SUTRA.
How do you call the 'snake' DOWN the spinal column instead of UP it?
I have to be quite biologically 'graphic' in descriptive terms:
When a woman has an ORGASM - her WOMB opens and her vaginal muscles go into contractions/involuntary spasms which 'suck up' the SPERM into her womb.
When a woman is near to death - the reverse occurs. Her womb opens and the muscles go into contractions/involuntary spasms but they do so in 'reverse' i.e. they go into 'abort' mode.
What TOMLINSON (and PUTIN) were doing - was raping women until they were near to death...the woman's womb would open to ABORT...and the DOWNWARD contractions would begin...as if to push out a baby.
The above is the demonic version of the KARMA SUTRA - it is the 'calling down' of the snake...and it renders the woman powerless.
When a woman has an ORGASM...the feeling is pleasurable and it makes her feel POWERFUL...
When a woman aborts...near to death...the feeling can also be 'pleasurable' (it is simply the contraction of the muscles again) but it also fills her with an extreme sense of POWERLESSNESS ...and HELPLESSNESS.
A woman who is near to death - will abort in order to give her baby the chance to survive...no matter how 'young' the child/foetus is in the womb...
The ILL believe that raping a woman into a near death state...takes away her power and energy...they believe that the PROGRAMMER sucks out her energy...they believe that the woman's energy goes into the man and that she then becomes his 'slave'.
That is why my father was to tell me (about DEBORAH MCDONOUGH) 'we used her up and threw her away'. He was referring to DEB'S psychic/spiritual energy...that he believed had been 'transferred' to the men who had raped her continuously, throughout her young life.
I was very, very lucky to have met FRANCO who 'taught' me how to have a proper ORGASM in 1992.
I was therefore immune to anything that PUTIN could do to me...I was his 'master'...rather than the other way round...I knew how to 'draw my energy' upwards...
MARK was perturbed by the whole sequence of events...he figured that FRANCO and I, were simply two ILL SLAVES who had 'triggered' each other...we had escaped his net, briefly...not 'briefly'...for good...forever.
That is why TOMLINSON has always been POWERLESS against me. I would simply 'draw his energy up' from him...every time he raped me.
In relation to ANAL RAPE...I have heard from gay men...that the ANUS can go into contractions in a similar way to the vagina...
However, one can assume that this is purely a masochistic pursuit because the ANUS is only biologically programmed to EXPEL rather than to INDUCE...
Sorry everybody but 'anal intercourse' can be dangerous for your health...and not just physically...if your anus begins to spasm...you are leaking away your psychic/spiritual power...no matter how 'pleasureable' it might feel. The 'snake' is being pulled downwards. Unless of course, you know how to reverse your biological programming of the anus...and make the muscles 'pull upwards'...but something, I find that one, very unlikely.
The heterosexual act is all about the 'empowerment' of the woman by the man...he empowers her...by getting her pregnant...or attempting to do so...that is NATURE.
That is why the French call ejaculation 'petit mort'...'little death'...because that is the way that some men feel afterwards...they have given their 'power' to their woman...in order to create a new life...it is a 'gracious act' upon a spiritual level.
This is also perhaps why...some women get so very depressed, frightened...even suicidal, after giving birth...again, a huge loss of energy (and upon a spiritual level)...that goes into creating a new life...
I suppose that the big problem here is that the Western World in general, doesn't honour or respect sex and sexuality...and it doesn't really understand heterosexuality, at all.
Young women should be taught how to achieve orgasm...once they 'come of age'. I have known so many women who have never had an orgasm in their lives...obviously not...they had been ILL-PROGRAMMED to take no pleasure in sex or their own sexuality. Instead, they had been taught to FAKE it...even to lie about having orgasms...unless with a closely knit group of friends...whereupon these women ashamedly admit it but 'what does it matter anyway?'...it matters a lot.
Or even worse, they understand orgasm as the 'abort' feeling - a complete reversal of the 'life force'. I can still remember that helpless and hopeless 'ecstasy' in the swimming pool as a child...I was having a near death experience...my womb and vagina had gone into 'abort' mode...and the feeling was highly pleasurable...I would guess that the endomorphins had 'kicked in' by that point.
In summmary - it is simply a case of the muscles contracting...and that is a very pleasurable feeling...however, upon a psychic level...it is extremely damaging...if the muscles are expelling...rather than 'inducing'.
Other notes:
I forgot to mention that yesterday morning...after I had visited the LIBRARY...I decided to take MR TOM'S advice and look behind SOMERFIELDS...but I couldn't find a way to get there...it all appeared to be closed off...no way at all...how very secretive....you appeared to be only able to access the back of the supermarket by walking through it and through the 'swing doors' at the back and then into warehouse behind...how odd...I must find a way to get there...I can remember now, RIMINGTON walking me through the back...through a large warehouse...
Anyway, firstly I decided to walk past SOMERFIELDS and took the first 'alleyway' to the right...to see if there was a turning left...a sneaky back way...so I turned down the ALLEYWAY with the GREEN metal BUCKET hanging from a pipe...RIMINGTON had pointed that one out...she had walked me down this alleyway...the bucket was full of old cigarette ends...even odder...
This alleyway is just before ELIZABETH'S florists...anyway, I continued down it (no right turn and so turned left)...noting that I had been down there before (there is a large guard dog in the backyard of the JEWELLER's)...and I saw in front of me, a brown fence and door with a CHUBB lock upon it...the door was ajar...I walked up to it and pushed it open...remembering as I did so...that RIMINGTON had done precisely the same thing...but she had been scared to enter...she had told me 'we have to wait until they come'...and then a youngish IRISHMAN had turned up...
Anyway, I was pondering upon this, in front of the fence door...when a man in a 'dark alter' came rapidly up the alleyway...glared at me...and then disappeared through that door, locking it behind him...he looked rather like the guy I had seen, with RIMINGTON but I couldn't be sure...
He was shortish...slim but muscular build...light brown hair - short...blue eyes...and he had the complexion of a heavy drinker...that 'puce' colour...but I could see that he was also in his 'dark alter'...he was very angry with me for being there...but he didn't confront me at all...just walked quickly past me...
I wonder now...is there a PUN here in relation to the FENCE door? I wonder about the JEWELLERS now...'fencing diamonds'? Is this the home of the Irish Ashkenazim trade?
CHEWING THE CUD was a programming phrase...CUD = Cocaine, Uranium and Diamonds.
RIMINGTON was delighted when she heard that I had given up smoking - to then become 'addicted' to nicotine gum...and immediately wanted to see a box of it...in order to programme me with it...in terms of the above 'chewing the cud'...yes, I am still chewing...but I am now chewing you up...
So is that two down...I have exposed how the Cocaine trade was run by RIMINGTON in HARWICH...and now the DIAMOND trade? Where would the URANIUM be then?
Behind SOMERFIELDS? - HA, HA...although it is such an unlikely place and so 'secret' a location...who knows?
If one looks at SOMERFIELDS as 'the crow flies'...it backs directly onto those houses which overlook the ESTUARY...where RIMINGTON has her 'lizard programmer' WHITE HOUSES...and I wonder if that house with the CANON up front, in the garden...is the one which backs on to SOMERFIELDS?
Somebody left the gate open, last time I looked...to this house and garden but I wouldn't like to go up there and get 'stuck' i.e. like the time I got trapped in the RUSSIAN COMPOUND in EIN KEREM...
Other notes:
I saw a 'gold metallic' coloured car in the distance yesterday...it was parked just before those NORWEGIAN white clapperboard houses, located just beyond the LOWER LIGHTHOUSE...and I am almost sure that RIMINGTON was driving it...
Other notes:
I was looking in my dresser drawers...the two small ones, by the mirror...and in the left handside...I found the very first note that FRANCO had left me...and it had a 'first letter' code:
DTWOBTSGIMATAIIEWMWTIYITJIAIBEKOWA
I read it and immediately remembered DAWN from Hotelu Asystencki...DAWN was from a very wealthy TEXAN family - she was also Jewish - Ashkenazim I suppose - she didn't practice, anyway her family was of POLISH descent...
DAWN was a friend of MATT/JONATHAN EVANS...according to MARK she was 'such a mind control slave'...horribly abused by the ILL CULT.
I hadn't remembered her last name before but now I am pretty sure that it was KOWALSKI.
D TWO BTS GI MAT AI IE WMW TIY IT JIA I BE KOWA
I do not know but I figure this message meant that EVANS was a 'robot' run by Michael White...and a BT GI slave...so basically CIA-run...JIA is interesting to me...that was the name of the young woman who appeared to want to entrap and enslave me at the UNIVERSITY OF THE WALL in Beijing. I escaped...made a run for it.
AI - artificial intelligence...something that has obsessed my father since the early 1970s...
Other notes:
As we approach the 30th tomorrow...so SIMPSONS...you think that I will be 'crying' until next EASTER?
Only if your THUGS kidnap me again and torture me...but believe me...I will still be LAUGHING at all of you, on the inside...I am VICTORIOUS.
Other notes:
Thinking back to walking through the back of SOMERFIELDS...with RIMINGTON...I am pretty sure that this was where my dream image of the URANIUM as sort of 'children's dark silver crayons'...came from...but I am not sure where they were hidden...perhaps in packets of children's crayons...who knows...
Also thinking back further...and to PEULEVE...his 'spiritual force' has done it again...identified the URANIUM trail...and one hopes...has now helped to put a stop to it again...for the LAST time.
Other notes:
REV MOON told me to have my morning 'wash' whilst still wearing that gold ring with the moonstone in it...I thought that this was simply for 'cleansing' purposes...
I kept it on all day...because it was reminding me of something but I didn't know what...
This morning...I found that I had a red patch on top of my ring finger...and so I took the ring off...
RINGS...I wonder now...
REV MOON had told me to 'get rid of him' yesterday...but what he must have meant was that I should get rid of this ring...
Now, should I go into that JEWELLRY shop and ask if anybody would like to buy it? I wonder what 'chain of events' that might provoke?
One is known by one's RINGS...identified by them...as in the PORTRAIT OF DORIAN GRAY...like the French 'gentleman' - SHANA had identified by his RINGS, in that ex-pat restaurant in Shanghai...
Now GOLD shouldn't provoke any sort of allergic reaction...so maybe the band had just rubbed my finger a bit...but it is quite loose...not a tight fit...
Other notes:
I heard TOMLINSON on the network this morning...he was telling me that 'MI5 is MI6 and vice versa'...now that is what the ex-Army Intelligence Officer had also told me...in terms of their functions:
MI6 deals with the UK
MI5 deals with overseas
I had thought he must simply be confusing them...because the PRESS have stated that MI5 took over the remit of Eastern Europe...which made them an 'overseas body' too...but then I thought back to my own history...
I was being run by those from MI5 and MI6 in terms of SCARLETT, MANNINGHAM-BULLER, RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON...so to me, they were all simply BRITISH INTELLIGENCE...it didn't matter from what quarter...they were all demented...
POLAND 1992-4: I remember MATT/JONATHAN EVANS in his room...along with a load of EFL teachers...he yelled at me that I was the odd one out because I worked for THEM - 'THOSE BASTARDS'...so was he talking about MI5 or MI6?
EVANS could speak GERMAN and had lived abroad for a long time...so it would make sense that he was working for MI6...
MARTIN AYRES told me that he was working for MI6...even though he went to 'educational conferences' in Russia now and then...his main remit was working for the government in the UK as a 'schools inspector'...and therefore one can say that his main 'business' was in the UK.
So this casts a very different complexion upon things...at any rate, that the TURQUOISE BUILDING upon the SOUTH BANK deals with the UK...I should have guessed that before - after I had remembered 'breaking in' telepathically...to find the 'radio room' which TOMLINSON was operating...where he and NATALIE SAATCHI were setting off vile tapes and messages down the BT control tower airwaves...in order to control the UK mind control slaves...or rather simply to taunt them...to make their lives a misery, through evil-minded messages...
So JONATHAN EVANS thought that I was being run by the TURQUOISE ZIGGURAT BUILDING mafia?
This also casts a different complexion upon WEST STREET and in particular numbers 5 and 6...
I now get why number 5 is still a demonic PINK...and why number 6 has been painted CREAM...just like EAGLE HOUSE...
Those who run the TURQUOISE mafia upon the South Bank...are in control of number 5...whereas those who inhabit number 6...are probably 'all right'.
Other notes:
I had a telepathic 'flash' of the evil things that RIMINGTON had done to HELEN RODWAY...
HELEN had been skinny at 6th Form College...but like the rest of us...she wanted to be thinner...but more so than the rest of us...we all wanted to be virtually anorexic-looking for some reason...ANAS of the ILL CULT...
This was the HOOK that RIMINGTON was to catch her on...HELEN must have really stood up to her at some point...
RIMINGTON had hived HELEN off into the middle of nowhere...that small terraced house next to the wasteland...the inner City of Birmingham...away from her friends and family...only her boyfriend MIKE...but he was being terrorised by her too...
RIMINGTON was in HELEN'S living room...making her do frenetic exercises...making her do them faster and faster...for such a long time...and then she told her to stop...produced a whole load of chocolate and told HELEN:
"Eat that FATTY'...
Whereupon HELEN had to eat all of the chocolate...and then RIMINGTON made her start exercising again as 'punishment' for eating the chocolate.
...and this woman became a 'head' of British Intelligence?
Other notes:
I 'saw' the CID pick up the URANIUM in SOMERFIELDS...one of the guys asked to see the 'crayons'...and an employee showed him...she didn't have a clue...and one of the men then whipped out his mobile phone and said 'I've got it'...
So I should be quite safe now, then? Things are coming to an end...the end of CUD at any rate...
However, I am uncertain about going into the JEWELLERS with this ring...what if the assistant pulls out a revolver from under the desk?
Presenting a GOLDEN RING with a MOON stone upon it...what would that signify?
I shall go in and ask for a quick 'evaluation' of it and then offer to sell it...
Oh dear...my anorak is too dirty to wear - cycle grease on it...to go into a jewellers...I will have to revert to that GAP black wool coat...
NOTES CONT'D:
This is an odd one...as I was just cycling past the LOWER LIGHTHOUSE and near to the beach huts...a BLACK LABRADOR made a beeline for me...it was little more than a puppy...about half-grown...and I thought, stupid dog and so slowed down...it immediately jumped up and began to bite my right leg...I lifted my leg and it bit my boot...
I could hardly feel the 'bites' upon my leg and the dog looked playful...no real malice behind his eyes...and the owner then came up with a thick BLACK and RED rope to get him back on his leash.
He then began to apologise to me...telling me that the dog HATED postmen and had mistaken me for one...even odder...I asked why...he said because of 'that'...pointing to my red and black LL BEAN rucksack upon my back...
I then replied 'the black and the red (set him off)?
The man replied 'yes'.
I then asked the man:
'Why have you got a black and red rope as a lead then'?
He didn't reply - so I asked if I could make friends with the dog...he was only a silly puppy, really....but the man said 'no'...I had to wait until he had calmed down a bit.
So what was going on there then?
I mean the man didn't give the dog a slap - as is normal - to teach it not to do certain things...and if that puppy grows up to attack cyclists in general, later on...he will get put down.
Want to track those in the ILL DAIRY TRADE down?
Try starting here:
http://colorinformal.blogspot.com/
This site is all about J K ROWLING.
It is chock-a-block with mind control programming symbols and so beware - particularly of COMPOSITION ONE...this is an abstract 'death threat'. Try seeing it upside down...as a person's head with their windpipe/neck almost cut off...and then the 'relief' when you look at COMPOSITION TWO...where the gap has widened.
ROWLING took some of these photographs - they are ugly, dull and stupid - I remember her trying to be 'arty' at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...taking the photographs of the blinds...it didn't work...she hasn't got a creative bone in her body.
Not that 'FRENCH FANCY' cares (remember FANCY from that dumb film about the 'chorus' who are replaced by the harmonic organ?)...FANCY is obviously one of RIMINGTON'S pseudonyms here.
Here is RIMINGTON'S blogspot:
http://frenchfancy.blogspot.com/
Additionally, 'KATE' has left a post upon the COLOR INFORMAL and here are her details:
http://www.blogger.com/profile/12178289531636691622
Who is KATE? Apparently an American...
FANCY recommends these blogs as her favourite ones...guess who wrote them?
Blu
dumdad
marc
blogthatmama
nikkicrumpet
just a moment of miscellany
NOTES CONT'D:
Well, I went off to the JEWELLERS beside ELIZABETH’S flower shop…to be told by a woman who reminded me of ANTHEA TURNER…that they didn’t do evaluations upon rings…but that BOREHAM CHRISTOPHER did…down the road…so off I went…he is opposite SOMERFIELDS…upon the corner of HILL ROAD.
I looked behind this shop to see a GOLDEN PENGUIN vacuum cleaner…precisely the same make as the dark blue one that had been in FLAT 3.
As soon as I met the guy in charge…I ‘recognised’ him…no doubt, he recognised me too…but wasn’t sure…anyway, he quickly evaluated the ring as being worth £12 although I might get up to £30 if I sold it privately…I thanked him and walked out…then returned a minute later to say that it was a deal…
REV MOON had instructed me to get rid of this ring…and so that is what I was going to do…even if I was being ripped off – what did it matter – there were much bigger things at stake…at least no ‘revolver’ under the desk, ha ha…
Anyway, he then told me that he would have to check the carat of the gold and went into a small anteroom – no door to it…you could vaguely see what he was doing…by the movements of his elbow…and then I flashbacked to having been in this room with RIMINGTON and the same guy…he was showing me how he checked the carat of gold…
Anyway, he came back out and said that as he had thought…it was only 9 carat (I do not doubt it)…and therefore he could only offer me £10…
I said ‘you ARE being mean’ playfully…’you said £12 before…’ He looked serious and said that this was all he could offer…I then pointed out that the stone itself was a MOONSTONE and valuable…he grinned…’I am ONLY interested in the GOLD’…
So that was what it was all about…RIMINGTON’S ‘fence’ for GOLD…probably the route that my Swiss grandmother’s Crois de Guerre went…to the AMBASSADOR to be melted down and molded into large gold coins for the WWII base in the Alps…how insane.
Anyway, I should have asked for the MOONSTONE back then but REV MOON had wanted me to get rid of it…so I signed the receipt to say that the object was mine…very lightly so as to leave no copy underneath and walked out…
I then went to SOMERFIELDS…to meet the pair of them, standing in the queue for the checkout…I could hardly believe it…although it was of course, lunchtime…12.15…there was ‘ANTHEA TURNER’ and MR BOREHAM CHRISTOPHER…in the queue behind me…and so I said ‘hello’ to each of them…
Other notes:
More programming objects left around SOMERFIELD…I removed them all…
I felt a pain at the top of my head for some reason…an odd feeling…I didn’t like it but it went off quickly…I briefly wondered about what MARK had told me…’they will hit you with everything but there is an oddity about your brain and your skull…you have a larger ‘gap’ between them than most people and so it won’t matter if they ‘expand’ your brain or not’…heaven knows what he meant by that…it doesn’t bear thinking about.
www.borehamchristopher.com
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
In my mother's defence:
I remember her once talking to me about her best friend SUSANNAH's firstborn child ALEXIS...who was a year or so older than myself.
My mother recounted how she had gone to stay with SUSANNAH and PATRICK (her husband, whom my mother regarded as a complete shit)...and had found the 16 year-old Alexis' behaviour very odd. Alexis had sat in a basket chair - with her legs up in front of her...with her knees wide open...a summer skirt on...giving her father a full view of her knickers...with a defiant look upon her face.
My mother intimated that she was CERTAIN that there was 'incest' going on in that family...
This family had a 3 storey house upon a street, just off the KINGS ROAD - a 'des res'...I cannot remember how much they sold it for, in the end but a lot of money - millions.
It is almost obscene...it is too terrible...my mother was suspecting this of other families yet had NO idea of what had happened in her own family...nor could she remember how she had been 'complicit' and directly involved - in the child abuse - the extreme abuse of her own children. No wonder she has suffered from 'black dog' depressions, throughout her life.
I met PATRICK a few years ago...before he died...my mother hated the funeral...everybody got up and gave the most adoring and praising speeches...to my mother, the pantomime was really too much...
She then told me 'how it had been at OXFORD'...SUSANNAH was an extremely able and bright student and so nobody could quite believe how she had hooked up with PATRICK...he wasn't from her background, her 'class'...he didn't have her education...he didn't have her 'money'...and he wasn't a 'looker'...so what was going on?
My mother told me that she had quizzed SUSANNAH upon that one...and that she had replied that his credentials had been 'sound' because whilst dating, he had told her that he was 'IN BUSINESS'.
My mother repeated that one...IN BUSINESS...appparently this very phrase, had impressed SUSANNAH so much, that she had agreed to marry him.
PATRICK then proceeded to live off her money...start up businesses here and there...then drop them...so many 'failed businesses' behind him...until in later life...SUSANNAH could stand it no more...and decided to take full control of the family's finances (she was a full-time HEADMISTRESS of a girl's school...l'ecole Francaise'...or something like that, at the time)...
I can now see why ALEXIS...after her first degree at WARWICK UNIVERSITY...decided to do another year of ACCOUNTANCY...and ended up the HEAD accountant at SAVE THE CHILDREN.
I do not know the family at all, really...apart from this connection between the mothers...but I always found ALEXIS and her brother THEODORE to be the most sympathetic of people...I remember sitting with the two of them in their kitchen at Alexis' Fulham Road house...her parents had bought for her...or rather her mother had bought for her...I was staying the night because I had to be in London for some stupid visit to PEN DALTON'S old printing press 'radical' situation, somewhere in North London (whilst I was in my second year at DARTINGTON)...and I had asked my mother where I could stay...we all had to find our own accommodation for the PEN DALTON/STEVE HOARE visit to LONDON...
ALEXIS got out her cookbook...she was so kind...she wanted to make a 'special meal' and so made a cheese/spinach souffle...which rose perfectly in the oven but she took it out too quickly and it went flat...it didn't matter to either myself or THEODORE - it tasted good - that was the main thing...I had bought a bottle of Italian wine at the local store...and we had a 'happy' meal...they were so grateful for everything...a cheap bottle of plonk (but I had checked the label and region to make sure that it was 'controllee' as the French say - I cannot remember the Italian equivalent - it wouldn't poison anybody and tasted good...)...and like myself...they were just like me...so grateful for being treated well and having somebody be polite to them...
Unlike the woman who was sponging off ALEXIS at the time...she was only a 16 year old girl and a 'lodger' but from the upper classes...'roughing' it in digs...in an upper-middle class home...
ALEXIS told me that she was very grateful to find such an untroublesome lodger...she needed the rent... I suppose that the house was either on a mortage or that ALEXIS...I do not remember what she was doing at that point in time...
This woman was very plain...but dressed up in some glitzy cheap 1920s dress...rather like a 'flapper' from the 1920s...I mentioned that to ALEXIS who said that it would be 'designer' and would have cost the Earth...even though it was obviously nylon and not silk...
She had a mid-brown 'Anna Ford' hairstyle...and no makeup noticeable upon her face...although she wore it...but wore it to look 'natural'...
I remember taking a dislike to her because she was so LOUD...and 'crazy'...she had a mobile phone...and it was constantly ringing...you could hear the guy on the other end...she was being plagued by calls from so many willing 'suitors' who wanted to ask her out on dates...
The silly young woman then engaged upon a conversation with ALEXIS upon whom she should go out with and whom she should dump...she was enamoured of one solicitor...but she wasn't quite sure...should she finish with him and go for the better offers i.e. the older men with more money...he was good-looking but that was never enough, was it? Men in their thirties were ringing this young woman up in order to arrange 'dates' with her.
I watched the whole scene and questioned ALEXIS about it afterwards...I had found it quite repulsive...but wasn't quite sure why...and so wanted her opinion upon this woman...ALEXIS answered matter of factly..she was an 'easy lodger'...no problems there...what more could you ask for? She wasn't going to steal anything or leave without paying the rent.
Although I was to hear later that this woman HAD stolen things when she left - which upset ALEXIS a lot - she had voiced how much she liked had certain things of ALEXIS - I forget what - and because Alexis hadn't given them to her - she had then just lifted them. ALEXIS was very upset by all of this - her favourite things - what a betrayal - this woman was a member of the aristocracy and yet at the same time - just a common thief.
I parried 'but how do you put up with it?'
'She's not that bad'.
Meaning I suppose...that there were far 'worse' of that ilk...or should one say 'society' around...but I wasn't privy to that sort of society...my first and last 'brush' with it.
I suppose that this reminded me a little of JACKIE ASHLEY...whose millionaire father had abused her into the ground...to the point where she wasn't 'there' anymore...in her late 20s...RIMINGTON had then reprogrammed her...ASHLEY complied to everything like a zombie...and then RIMINGTON let her back out of the 'human zoo' with the 'kindly promise' of 'you will have lots of beaus - don't worry'.
Other notes:
I remember now...HELEN BROWNE...or her married name CORNER/KORNER...was beloved of the ILL CULT at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...she followed every order unquestioningly...and had been awarded the 'affectionate' term of DOE....no wonder she identified with BAMBI.
I can only but virtually 'gag' at that one...a DOE, a female deer, as a motif for her real personality - was so unlike her real personality...and I am not being mean here...HELEN was a human being...and any human being can 'ape' any number of 'animals'...so she did DOE well with her big brown eyes...so what? The very idea that anybody could see HELEN BROWNE as having the characteristics of a DOE...would send all that knew her...at 6th Form College...and at LANGLEY SENIORS, into spasms of uncontrollable laughter..she was anything but that...if you wanted to put her into an 'animal' category...TIGER...a lone tiger, would have suited her much better.
I am sure that she did have her 'soft' and 'sensitive' side of the DOE...but her father had never allowed her expression of this...he was a 'hitman' in his way...he knew the cult...what it was about...and his daughter was going to get to the top of it...hence the intense and raging battle over her wanting to be with a decent man i.e. SEV who was from a working class background...HELEN'S father had actually physically ATTACKED Sev outside Solihull Library...and a fight had ensued...after he had discovered that they were dating.
Sev said afterwards that he was an old man and that he hadn't wanted to injure him...i.e. he had walked off...in order to 'keep the peace'.
It is a lesson to be learnt...the PAEDOPHILES go insane if you interfere with their ILL SYSTEM.
So much to look back upon in horror...SEV had asked me...before we were about to be released from ILL programming...what girls I knew - who were any 'good' in terms of potential 'fighters' against the ILL CULT...he wanted to target them...he wanted to 'befriend' them...naturally, I said HELEN BROWNE...a real 'fighter'...with charisma...he knew that we would both be 'released' to go back to 6th Form College...what he DIDN'T know was that the real SNAKE IN THE GRASS was BEN STENSON who had already befriended HELEN...and was against him, all the way...in on the planning of his 'death'...as was MATT HEWLETT...they were all hormonal 'boys' with a crush upon HELEN...so SEV died...they had the opportunity to 'get their end away'...it is obscenely sick but that is the way that the whole lot of them thought...
HELEN was duly traumatised out of her mind...the one young man who was 'different' and truly exceptional was gone i.e. SEV...she had also befriended me...the two people who could tell her the truth...were gone...STENSON and HEWLETT continued to make sure that HELEN hated me after SEV'S 'motorbike accident'...
RIMINGTON had got her oar in too...she had wanted me to 'hurt' HELEN...and I did so by casually telling her that I had 'loved' SEV too - knowing that she would probably take that the wrong way (which she did - she knew that SEV was trying to finish with her - she didn't know that SEV was seeing SUE WALKER on the quiet - something that I also told her - for the record HELEN, I wasn't even remotely 'in love' with him)...because I was annoyed with her...her histronics...her attention-seeking...the other girls who had been victimised by HELEN upon the other side of the staff room - they used to do impressions of how HELEN caused a scene (HELEN had done this all of her life)...she would begin to wag her knees in and out...rather like a BUTTERFLY...compulsively...and then she would go BOO HOO! incredibly loudly...and put her hands to her face...and nobody could get her to pull them away...the CRUELTY CORNER male teenagers would surround her 'what is up HELEN? How can we help?'...and so on...basically hoping to get their end away...hormonal teenage boys.
I remember now...RIMINGTON letting me into that secret...'pull her hands away - use your strength - see...' I did so, in the College common room...and I saw that HELEN was in fact, completely dry eyed. I then walked away. Never to come back to 'Cruelty Corner'. Without SEV - it was nothing. Without me - it was in a 'minus' category.
I can only feel pity for HELEN BROWNE now - like myself - she was surrounded by the ILL - surrounded by MINDERS. Whilst those like myself, who were rebels to the ILL CULT...were being manipulated by RIMINGTON and the other programmers, to cause the maximum emotional damage possible.
HELEN BROWNE was to cause the maximum emotional damage possible to SEV'S sister...who believed that he was still alive...basically because she had heightened psychic awareness and 'knew' that her brother was still around somewhere and HELEN was to become her confidante (even though JANE had privately expressed that she had hated HELEN before SEV's death - she had then even told HELEN to her face - not a good move)...SEV's sister had begun to drink on her own...only a couple of cans a week but she hadn't got rid of the cans...they were all in her wardrobe...it was a cry for help...HELEN BROWNE then told everybody that JANE was an alcoholic...and showed JANE up at her birthday party gathering, by refusing to buy her an alcoholic drink at the SNOOTY FOX pub...under the guise of being 'caring'...
JANE had also been unhappy about the fact that HELEN had been allowed to travel in her family's funeral car...HELEN BROWNE'S father had 'negotiated' that one. He had decided to show 'remorse' and so his daughter had pride of place in what was to be one of the biggest 'spectacles' (to all accounts - I didn't attend)...that SOLIHULL church had seen in many years - a packed out church - people standing at the back, down the sides etc...basically a massive amount of young people, from every college in the area...and more - so many friends of every generation - old teachers, bikers etc...SEV had a huge 'fan' base.
SUE WALKER had turned up at my house - having negotiated a room for the night (she and her mother had moved out of the area, some time before)...and she began to put the knife in - she deeply depressed me...something was so wrong...that I wouldn't get on the bus with her to go into Solihull for the funeral...I told her that I would come along later on...I never did...something wasn't right...I couldn't put my finger on it...but something was SO wrong about all of it...
I was later to meet SEV on his motorbike, in LONDON. He hadn't been able to tell his sister because he thought that the shock would be too great - she was young and emotional - she might have told other people and that would have jeopardised his safety.
Other notes:
SUNDAY morning...
Reading through the above...I began to think about that mushrooms trip that SEV and I had gone on - whilst back at 6th Form College...SEV had made contact with his '4 year old boy' alter...he had got his 'reflection back in the mirror'...and this little boy was telling him things...teaching him things...
I didn't have this experience...I 'saw' my programming visually...little BO BEEP with her ISIS crook...the ribbons of many colours (computer programming) and the many different types of animals (MI6 'animal' programming) attached to those ribbons, behind her. I also heard an American/Canadian woman, explaining to me a grand overview of history...past, present and future...
It was only in early 2005, that I was able to make contact with my 'self' in the mirror...it was a peculiar experience, that dream...seeing the 3 'hanged men' i.e. TOMLINSON, DALDRY, MARR behind me - whilst looking at myself in the mirror...and then turning round to see them all 'dead' behind me...I had 'killed' off their influence upon me. I was then to MEET this doppleganger of my 'mirror self' outside of my MANNINGTREE FLAT front door - and it was the oddest thing...it was as if she was 'back from the future'... Unlike SEV's 'little boy'...she didn't have time to 'teach' me anything...she was busy changing things (the present/future)...so little time and so much to do.
Other notes:
Yesterday, I went into the 'cheap shop' of DOVERCOURT which is on the SUPERDRUG parade...the shop where everything costs a £1...as I did so, I was followed in by what I can only describe as a 'malign influence'...I felt it and turned round to see a woman trailing me around the shop...she bore an uncanny resemblance to SUSAN SINCLAIR...or rather SUSAN crossed with SARA CONKEY...Celtic looks...sharp features - pale freckled skin...reddish brown hair...blue/green eyes.
She continued to follow me around the shop until I turned around and walked towards her...she immediately WAVED at me with her GLOVES in a dismissive and arrogant gesture...I immediately knew what that meant...ALICE and the WHITE RABBIT...the WHITE RABBIT waves his gloves at ALICE to make her 'shrink' in size...he fans her down...
That made me furious...I was in NO mood to be trifled with...I therefore marched up to her and waved my left hand violently in front of her face...right in front of the tip of her nose...smiling as I did it...the woman turned tail and scarpered out of the shop like a frightened mouse...
I then remembered who this woman was...RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON had shown her to me...in this very shop...'we will send her after you if you prove troublesome to us'...RIMINGTON had warned. She then added 'he likes her, she is one of his favourites'. TOMLINSON then replied that he very much liked the particular way, in which this woman waved her PINK LEATHER GLOVES.
So NO - this 'ALICE' will no longer be led by the nose...by ANY 'white rabbit'.
Other notes:
I also met a man in the street, that I have met quite often in HARWICH and DOVERCOURT...he plays a musical instrument in the SALVATION ARMY...and is one of the friendliest and most likeable men around...he had a large FATHER XMAS bag with him...he explained to me that he was going to make a joke of it...wrap a present up in lots of padding and then give the present to somebody...he actually had a 4 roll pack of toilet paper in there, at the time but I do not suppose that was the present...he had bought the massive XMAS bag from the £1 shop...
I then remembered what TOMLINSON and RIMINGTON had said about him 'he likes you but he cannot afford you - he hasn't earnt it'...meaning that I was a 'sex product upon the ILL/MASONIC market'...
I can guess why he hasn't 'earnt it'...he seems a really good guy...additionally, he has always struck me as being gay, anyway...also somebody with strong opinions and character...he was the guy who was patriotic enough to be embarassed when he went on holiday abroad, by the impression that UK football hooligans had made upon the rest of Europe...he felt the need to 'apologise'...something that I have always felt, myself. Particularly in SHANGHAI - after the last MI6/5 spiv from OXBRIDGE, had simply locked himself in his room all day with his 'friend'...and got drunk...never prepared for lessons and rarely turned up to teach them...I therefore felt an onus to set the record straight...i.e. 'we are not all like that'.
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THE SIMPSONS comic with the MAGGIE'S GIFT comic strip...that FATHER XMAS bag...and yesterday evening and this morning (it is still dark)...I can see a large NEON FATHER XMAS over the bicycle shop upon Church Street...and it all makes me feel rather gloomy...it was so good to escape to ISRAEL during the XMAS period of 2006...
I can imagine my family and their big and 'jolly' XMAS parties...with the whole family around...playing charades...eating oysters and champagne (in France)...EDNA WEALE cleared a massive dish of oysters virtually by herself and then drank the salty juices...she must have had a cast iron stomach...
I remembered ANDREW MARR telling me that the TEMPLARS had banned themselves from celebrating XMAS one year...but then relented because it was boring...he was glad that they were now able to celebrate it again...even if they didn't believe in any of it.
I also remembered an early childhood black and white photograph, taken in TRAFALGAR SQUARE...the year that 100 'bogus' FATHER XMASES were rounded up and arrested by the POLICE in the mid-1960s...what was going on there then? Can you imagine what the police cells looked like?
Anyway, one of these 'bogus' FATHER CHRISTMASES and his 'mate' had taken a group photograph of 'Santa Claus' with my mother, myself, HUMPHREY and RUTH STREDWICK...we were a bit older than toddlers...very young indeed. I had been dressed up to look like a little RUSSIAN DOLL...with a thick flowery scarf tied around my head.
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Is GERALD the baby in THE SIMPSONS comic - based upon ALISTAIR DARLING? I wondered yesterday...after having leafed through the new PRIVATE EYE...DARLING is on the front cover with the caterpillar black eyebrows...at any rate, I found this MAGGIE story very offensive...I am no 'baby' and I am not 'crying'...I will make YOU cry.
Additionally, I haven't mentioned this yet...because I wanted to see how far it would progress...but PRIVATE EYE is now running a bogus 'spoof' 'FROM THE MESSAGE BOARDS' item, as a regular column.
This column is billed as 'Members of the online community respond to the issues of the day...'
This fortnight - the topic is ED BALLS ANNOUNCES CHILD PROTECTION LEGISLATION.
The sickos who write this spoof column, have decided to take the piss out of BABY P.
They have invented various online posters who range from DAVID ICKE types e.g. 'concerned Dads'...to the MILITARY...to media people and 'City employees'...anyway, there is also one poster who posts by her first name (none of the others do)...and her name is EMILY.
EMILY keeps on making 'ridiculous comments' about how punning words are used in British Society and how 'dangerous' they are to this country, in general.
The words put into EMILY'S mouth this week are:
"I saw baby peas in the supermarket today. They call them petit pois but everybody knows what they are. I was with my kids and so I bought ordinary peas, but it was upsetting and they really shouldn't be selling them at this time."
So some spiteful queen (male or female) has decided to ridicule my work upon the internet.
However, the above simply indicates how SANE my writing is (as well as my mind) in comparison to the 'queens' who penned the spiteful satire, above.
Other notes:
I have been thinking again about the DEATHLY HALLOWS hand symbol...and saw that I had made a 'symbol' of this, upon my bedside table. It has been there for some while.
THE SIMPSONS comic had recently given away a freebie which is composed of a WAND with a pair of false teeth at the top of it...as soon as I had seen this - I flashbacked to my early childhood in JOHN WATERS' house...I was sitting in his favourite armchair...and he had precisely the same 'toy' in his hands...circa 1965...he was telling me that whenever I thought of him...I should think of these 'teeth on a stick'...I privately thought 'don't be stupid' - I was staring at him, kneeling beside the arm of the chair and not the silly 'teeth' that he was 'clacking' on his stick, up and down the arm of the chair.
Anyway, I had put this STICK across my collection of WHITE STONES found upon the beach...I then thought...this symbolises the 'cat's eye'...JOHN WATERS and MARK RICHENBACH...('rock man')...
In the book...the first brother asks for the most powerful WAND in the world and is given it...the second brother asks for the power to bring people back from the dead and he is given a STONE...and the third brother is given the CLOAK OF INVISIBILITY...to avoid death...
That is what I had been given...and that is what had utterly confused MANNINGHAM-BULLER...she asked me about that one...I told her that the 'black magician' - who was dressed in black and had his face hidden...he had given me a sceptre and an orb...and also a 'cloak of invisibility'...this had non-plussed MANNINGHAM-BULLER in 1997...surely I meant a crown, sceptre and orb? She had no idea what I was talking about...but I told her that I quite definitely had been given a 'cloak of invisibility'...
Now that makes sense...whilst in that military underground base...the 'soul-trapper' hadn't got a chance...he couldn't trap my soul because I had power over his mind...I could make him think that I was 'elsewhere' in the room...I could 'direct' his mind...the same with TOMLINSON...he couldn't trap me...I was to all intents and purposes 'invisible' as a soul...
I wonder if this relates to the strange question posed to me by the BRITISH HIGH COMMISSION in CAIRO (whilst I was living at Hotelu Asystencki - see former notes):
'Who came first and who came second?'
JOHN WATERS came first...he was the first to break out of the ILL CULT...then MARK came second...and I came third...
The last HARRY POTTER book talks about this CLOAK OF INVISIBILITY as being 'eternal' and NOT like the 'invisibility cloaks' that the ILL donned as 'little people' at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...
I had answered incorrectly, when I told the HIGH COMMISSION 'Franco Zechhin, Vladimir Putin'...just as well, I suppose...I had no idea what the question meant and so I had related it to my current situation.
Other notes:
Looking at an overview of the different mafia trades being run throughout HARWICH/DOVERCOURT...and in particular, the list of shops that were involved...namely:
SOMERFIELDS - URANIUM
BOREHAM CHRISTOPHER - GOLD
THE CO-OP DEPARTMENT STORE - COCAINE
I am still unsure about the 'diamonds' one...but locate it behind the FENCE door...maybe I should have bought in a DIAMOND - to that particular JEWELLERS which is next door...and I think I know which diamond...
My HEIRLOOMS...the second piece was a small enamelled brooch of a pink and gold leaf (rose petal) with a single DIAMOND upon it. I dropped it the first time that my mother showed it to me and the enamel cracked...which would have devalued the brooch...my mother was furious (I was a teenager at the time)...and told me that she would put them into her bank for safekeeping. Anyway, I have told my mother to return my heirlooms but it is highly unlikely that she will...and so I do not suppose that I will have a chance to test out the 'diamond' trade route in HARWICH...as I had done with the GOLD trade route at BOREHAM CHRISTOPHER.
I forgot to mention that I had to sign a piece of paper to say that the ring was my own...the owner of the shop had already asked for my name and address...which I gave truthfully...I figured that as a mind control slave...he would be 'impressed' by FLAT 3, EAGLE HOUSE, WEST STREET...
Anyway, after I had signed this piece of paper...he read it through...and then put an X at the bottom of the paper. What did that mean? It was entirely un-necessary - no 'box' to put it in...it obviously wasn't his 'signature'...and so one can say that this was code for something...let me guess:
"This gold is for the ILL - send it to them."
It would be a good idea to 'track' the mafia route of the diamond trade...but I cannot unless my mother gives me that brooch back.
Additionally, that particular JEWELLRY shop charges £10 for evaluations...and I have no money.
Other notes:
Anyway, I then began to think of other shops that could have been used in MAFIA TRADES...and began to think how odd it was that the manageress of SUPERDRUG...is called KARON.
She is a very friendly woman...but tried a deliberate PROGRAMMER'S WINK upon me (closed her left eye completely and stared at me through her right eye) - many months ago now...I responded by doing the same thing back to her...the next time that I was in the shop...rather like what I did to that silly woman in the £1 shop yesterday...to show these women, who was 'boss'.
KARON...that is the same pronunciation as CHARON...the FERRYMAN...in Greek legend/mythology. The first time that I read her name tag...alarm bells went off in my head...this was TOMLINSON'S shop for some reason...I remember him pointing out her name tag...as a reminder of his particular 'business' i.e. the 'ferryman' paedophile trade.
CHARON the FERRYMAN ferries the 'dead' i.e. souls of the dead, over the river STYX to the UNDERWORLD...ruled by KING HADES - the brother of ZEUS, king of the gods.
You have to pay with a single gold COIN...in order to be taken across the river.
I wonder what would happen if I showed KARON a single gold coin?
CHARON (I do not recall the ROMAN name for the Underworld 'ferryman')...is the servant of HADES/PLUTO.
Anyway, I then thought back to my childhood...and the family Supa-8 Cine films that my father would show us...of our holidays...he also had a couple of DISNEY cartoons...one was called THE MAGICIAN'S APPRENTICE...it stars MICKEY MOUSE who is the assistant of the MAGICIAN but he reads the spell book whilst the magician is out...and cannot control the 'magical powers' that he summons up...and the whole place begins to flood with water...until the magician comes back to put it all right again...obvious ILL lesson there being 'do NOT touch any programming manuals left around'...
The second DISNEY movie was of PLUTO the DOG...a black dog who goofs around...rather like GOOFY...but he was called PLUTO...
The PLANET PLUTO...now wasn't that what the 'vicar' had said was the 'GREEN PLANET' upon the MONARCH jigsaw puzzle?
PLUTO is the ROMAN name for HADES - the king of the Underworld. I wonder now about the BLACK DOG of EGYPTIAN MYTHOLOGY...wasn't he related to the UNDERWORLD...TONY GREEN had turned into just such a BLACK EGYPTIAN DOG in my dream whilst I was still working at ACORN VILLAGES and I had told PAT ANDREW about the dream...she told me that the BLACK DOG sucked your soul out...I saw the dog in my dream, do this to her...but didn't tell her.
Additionally, getting playfully SAVAGED by that young black labrador, the other day...I have now got to the BLACK DOG stage...the PLUTO stage of the ILL GAME...where the HEART of the GREEN TEAM appear to be...
Did I mention that MR PUTIN has appeared on TV with his dog...which is a rather over-fed BLACK LABRADOR...he has been filmed and photographed with it...whilst going on walks into the pine forest behind his ROMAN VILLA...with Tony Blair, George Bush etc...
I do not know why but I sensed that KARON is JEWISH...or Ashkenazim at any rate...from that family background...rather like MARK...
SUPERDRUG was MARK'S shop/chainstore and run by him...he had told me, originally, that he would 'help' me by putting affordable products in there for me...products that would be useful whilst I was going through this 13TH ONE - ILL GAME.
Anyway, a video game which gives you a lot of the ILL SYMBOLISM above...is that of ZORK...I cannot remember which game in the series now...I remember JON VARRO - the Theatre Department technician, playing it at DARTINGTON...I bought a copy some years back now...and did the walkthrough...you had to do all sorts of things...go down a PARISIAN METRO...to see a map that looked just like a LONDON TUBE MAP - you then caught the tube to mouth of HELL...you then had to pay CHARON the ferryman (who looks like a devil) in order to get across to HELL...after you have rung him up on a red telephone...you then have to pay this 'devil' a golden coin...and so on...I need to check out this walkthrough again...
Other notes:
I had a nasty dream last night...I was in the dark...in bed alone...and turned over to see another bed beside mine...to the left...and suddenly TOMLINSON appeared in it...his hair was soaking wet, for some reason...
He then proceeded to tell me - as a programmer to a slave - that he was going to put me in REHAB - then he would put me onto a strict DIET and EXERCISE program because I needed to lose a lot of weight...what he really meant was...I am going to get you back under mind control...I am going to reprogramme you.
However, having got this psychic LINK to him - he had 'invaded' my dream space - I then 'downloaded' images from his brain - I then had an image of the whole super-structure of the ILL CULT...from the UK...to PRESIDENT PUTIN...to GEORGE BUSH and then to the...PINK RABBIT...it was a sort of evil-looking cuddly toy - a soft toy PINK RABBIT - except that it also looked rather like RIMINGTON...but I am not sure if it was her or not...the 'woman' because it was a woman...appeared to be living in the USA.
I wonder if COLLIE knows who that is? She appeared to think that an American woman was running TOMLINSON...and had said so...as 'SUSAN' upon one of his blogspots...
Is this woman QUEEN OF THE UNDERWORLD then?
I am thinking about KATE again...that woman who looked rather 'albino' in that photograph of her 'gardening' upon that blogspot - a comment had been posted by KATE upon the COLOR blogspot...she had pink arms and white/yellow blonde hair...her face wasn't visible (just the top of her head) and I originally thought that her hair might be dyed but the pinkness of her arms...suggested 'albino'...albino men and women tend to have a pink complexion and pinkish eyes...the 'PINK RABBIT'...have I found her?
My sister has a similar complexion but not as severe...sunlight makes her go very 'pink' too.
At first, I thought that this KATE might in fact, be a photograph of myself with sunburn...but the arms were too plump...the figure wasn't quite right - the top of the head too large - I have a big head but a narrow skull...and I had been very thin, at the time of the TEMPLAR CASTLE...TOMLINSON had made sure of that one.
Anyway, KATE had two blogspots up...one was THE BOOKSHOP or something similar and the other was AN ANALYSIS OF LIFE...
I saw immediately the pun...
ANA LYS SIS
It also reminds me of the massive oil painting in the dining room of the MI HOTEL:
ANALYZA KOMORK
I also remember MARK talking about LIF rather than LIFE for some reason...he talked about LIF as one would LIFE...without the 'E'...
Is this a type of 'file' as in a 'gif' file?
Other notes:
I remember my mother telling me in my early childhood about 'albinos' and how rare they were...I had seen some children who were albino...upon the other side of the mirror...it must have been part of some SIS experiment.
RABBITS who are born albino - have pink irises.
This is tying in with VENUS - the demonic worship of VENUS. The PINK PLANET.
The SEPHARDIM see these people (when born into their own community) as very special indeed...a 'blessing from G-d'...that would naturally attract the demonic attentions of SIS and their medics...
The odd thing about KATE'S blogspots...and both of them seemed innocuous enough...was that one of them and I think that it was AN ANALYSIS OF LIFE...had that old 'warning' up at the top of the blogspot...that 'blue type' which is overwritten...you can just about make out the words 'if you find this blogspot offensive - send an SMS message'...
Now, I have had to suffer this 'message' upon a couple of my blogspots...but it would disappear often enough...after a day or so...and I would be able to log in again, as normal...because you cannot log in, on sites where this message is up...in order to use your blogspot...
However, now ALL of my blogspots have this message up and so I cannot log in, directly...I have to go to www.blogger.com - in order to do so.
So one could conclude that this KATE is doing a good thing, with these blogs...they must have annoyed the ILL CULT for some reason...yet, upon browsing through them...I couldn't see what anybody would object to...therefore I need to have another look.
Other notes:
COI - the CENTRAL OFFICE FOR INFORMATION
I had pointed out before the KOI CARP connection...but can now see that this 'office' is being run rather like a 'Gestapo' of the government...to rival or to surpass MI5/6...
Additionally, it has the same initials as Cloak Of Invisibility.
NOT any more, sweethearts...I have ripped that one off you.
Yesterday, I received a large fat 'official-looking' envelope through the post...it had ESSEX WORKS County Council slogan upon it...and the 'orange lines' upon the envelope...a certain 'PO coding' for some reason...now why do some envelopes have this and others not? The last time I received an envelope like this...was from the USA...regarding that AMERICAN EXPRESS account...
Additionally, RIMINGTON had written this 'line coding' in pen, upon HANNI'S envelope, containing the card that she was forced to send to me, as part of the ILL GAME.
Anyway, the 'birds' told me NOT to open it...so I turned it over and found the message that if it could not be delivered...to return it to the following address:
BMG RESEARCH
HOLT COURT
HENEAGE STREET WEST
ASTON SCIENCE PARK
BIRMINGHAM
B74AX
Now, I remember this part of Birmingham very well indeed...HOLT STREET of ASTON UNIVERSITY CAMPUS, housed the local 'art house' cinema...my father often took me there to see films (when my mother and brother refused to go - he ironically, couldn't bear to waste a ticket - he also took me to see many 'programming films')...anyway, I cannot remember what this cinema was called in the 1970s but in the 1980s...it had changed its name to THE TRIANGLE.
I wondered what BMG RESEARCH was all about...whether it was linked to the government...
After my father's recent threats relating to a COURT EVICTION ORDER being issued...I had been expecting something of that nature...I then thought...this isn't an underhand way of getting you to accept and open an envelope containing COURT ORDER is it? As far as I can remember, a 'summons' has to be delivered to you and handed over in person...has the LAW changed upon that one now?
Anyway, I decided to send the damn thing back, UNOPENED - writing a message to BMG upon the front - clearly stating that I did not want them to send ANY more post to this address. I then popped it back into the postbox at HARWICH PO. To underline the point - I used a * at the beginning of this message...the star of VENUS...maybe that will carry some weight with these mind control slaves...
I have no INTERNET ACCESS to find out more about BMG today and so will have to wait until tomorrow...
Other notes:
Having regained the memory of what had happened at that celebratory 'doctors' party - held by my parents after buying their chateau in Vieilley...I can now clearly remember that the MASTER OF CEREMONIES was DR ROBERT NALLAN. My mother's friend and 'mentor' from the BIRMINGHAM PUBLIC HEALTH course. He was the one who had conducted the 'magican show' - where I was the main exhibit and object of attention - performing for all of those doctors...showing what I could do, in terms of PSI ability.
I have also remembered how my mother was to ring HELEN up excitedly...before she and MIKE WEALE moved to NORTH CAROLINA...to tell her that NALLAN'S son was already there...teaching at the UNIVERSITY...NALLAN'S son 'Gary' had a young family too and so HELEN wouldn't have to be nervous about not knowing anybody...she would have a 'friendly reception' from the NALLAN family, waiting for her - on the campus of DUKE UNIVERSITY.
HELEN and MIKE then found a house in the middle of a large forest...surrounded by snakes, according to my mother...a wooden house in the middle of nowhere...my mother described the 'drive' to it...you went down some long freeway along the edge of the forest...then there was a 'turn off' and then you had to drive miles into the middle of the forest...it sounded nightmarish. Poor Helen. MIKE WEALE was then to fall out with his boss...and decided to return, with 'his new family', back to the UK...with a damaged child...LEO was on the cusp of being labelled an 'autistic' by that point...
Other notes:
I wonder now...is BMG related to the medical profession in any way? I wonder what type of 'research' they actually do? At any rate, NALLAN must be getting pretty nervous by now.
Other notes:
I can now remember...SPOONS...the RIFLE 'AWARDS' SOUVENIR SPOONS...that I recently bought from the charity shop under KINGSWAY TOWN HALL...out of the glass cabinet...
RIMINGTON had told me that they were for RIFLING...i.e. for stealing, I suppose...
Anyway, she also told me that TOMLINSON would 'borrow' them from this shop now and then...to 'use' them...at SUPERDRUG...they gave out some coded signal.
Both spoons have an EMBLEM at the top of them - in a metal circle case...
One of them has a GOLDEN COIN with two rifles embossed upon it - no 'writing'...and a LAUREL WREATH surrounds the rifles....set into the circular metal 'case'.
The other spoon also has a 'gold coin' stuck into it but it says:
METROGAS RIFLE CLUB MASA 1888
It has a heraldry coat of arms - presumably that of MASA in gold, red and dark blue.
So is the 'GOLDEN COIN' spoon the one that triggers KARON?
I will have to try it out...although I am quite sure that there will be a 'double-code' i.e. that you have to say a certain 'password' or phrase in order to get her to do...whatever she is programmed to do.
Maybe I should try 'Tis a fearsome place as I ha' heard tell'?
I mean, we are talking about HADES, are we not? Or is it 'Witchwood'?
Perhaps...in 1980...the ILL CULT hadn't progressed so far...and DALDRY was directed to the Turkish guy's shop...but now MARK and SUPERDRUG appear to be the place to go...although I could try both places...and do the same thing...
At any rate...I can connect this up to VERA...who told me that she used to PLAY THE SPOONS...I remember RIMINGTON talking about 'playing the spoons' in relation to what TOMLINSON did with those two particular spoons...but she didn't make any further comment. He simply 'borrowed' them from the charity shop once in a while and then gave them back again.
This is actually very scary...
If one looks at it in terms of the CRIMINAL UNDERWORLD...CHARON is supposed to 'ferry you over' to this place...and there you get to meet the LORD and MASTER of the UNDERWORLD.
At any rate, I appear to have found THE GATES OF HELL but will they open?
I need to look at that ZORK walkthrough again though...you had to meet the '3 headed dog' CEREBRUS and all sorts of nasties...before you got to the inner sanctum...and you had to know the appropriate thing/code to give/do/say...or you ended up dead.
Other notes:
I should have put this down before...I can remember what was in that main BUDAPEST CASTLE...the CROWN JEWELS were kept in GLASS CASES in a big throne room...I was walked through it...by Spielberg and his crew...the related programming book was TIN-TIN: KING OTTOKAR'S SCEPTRE.
Other notes:
I can also remember an odd conversation with HAZEL...upon the other side of the mirror...she was telling me something that I already knew 'if you lie, we cannot help you'...I can now understand the full meaning of that one...HAZEL is one of the 'birds'...one of the telepaths...also part of a certain 'group' of people - those who are bugging this place out in an attempt to break these mafia rings...well, so far, so good...they are obviously doing their research as quickly as possible...in order to feed me with the necessary information...thank you.
Other notes:
I wonder now...how many KARONS...and KARENS were programmed by RIMINGTON to be the lackeys of the FERRYMEN?
CHARON...I have also seen it spelt as CHEIRON upon the INTERNET...although, relatively recently...odd because whilst I was reading GREEK/ROMAN MYTHOLOGY as a child...and every book that I could get my hands on...I had never come across this particular spelling of CHARON before...
This is a long shot...but what about other words that begin with CHEIRO...for example something without the 'e'...as in CHIROPRACTOR...CHIROPODIST...RIMINGTON liked her pedicures...she also liked torturing people's toenails...
CHE IRON
CHE GEVARA was supposed to be an ILL SLAVE...according to the ILL CULT...
I remember the INTERNET CAFE in INTERLAKEN...his portrait was in the corner, where the internet computers were...
I would guess that the connection here is SOULS i.e. SOLE-MAKERS...SHOEMAKERS...the ELVES of the ILL CULT...and CHEIRON...who takes the souls over into the UNDERWORLD...
What could CHE IRON be? Would that be linked to the HAEMOGLOBIN of the blood?
Is that why somebody threw so much red rust - iron...down in front of the EAGLE HOUSE garden gate?
The crossover between the UNDERWORLD and this world...is linked to a 'change in the blood'...
So how would that be manufactured? By sending the slave back to a time where their blood had been severely 'disordered'...and getting the slave to psychosomatically reproduce this physical state.
CATHY O' BRIEN talks about that one - making the sign of BAPHOMET appear upon her body...the scar would 'raise itself' again...I suppose by the release of antihistamine into the body...
I have seen this one, myself...the sign of VENUS which had been etched with a hot needle, upon the 'mound of Venus' of my palm...additionally, the Chinese characters upon my brow...small and hardly noticeable...but once the outside of the scar has gone 'pink'...these white lines become immediately noticeable.
Other notes:
I have to mention here the 16 year old KARON...who spelt her name like this....or something like it...I remember that it wasn't spelt in the normal way i.e. KAREN...who had attended the AC-DC Centre Radio Journalism course in 1990-1...one of the 'whites' who attended...myself...an ADRIAN MOLE type (he even admitted that his friends described him as this)...and KARON...thinking about this now...DABYDEEN had no idea how we had got ourselves onto this course...it was supposed to be primarily aimed at disenfranchised members of the Afro-Caribbean population of the inner City...it wasn't supposed to have been advertised at SOLIHULL JOB CENTRE...which was where RIMINGTON had nailed me and told me to apply for it...therefore one can assume that KARON and the young man, would have also been told to do so, by RIMINGTON...
Anyway, KARON was a very naive and rather simple young woman...who lived in the SHIRLEY/ACOCKS GREEN region...where the vast majority of the population were old people...my mother had this district as her 'home visits' region as a GP...it was well known to be a sort of 'retired, working class' area.
KARON had appeared at the Centre in jeans and tee-shirts etc...she looked like a normal teenager from a working class home...but with no real ambition to do anything - apart from meet up with her social group...all much older than her ('I am the baby' she giggled) - of her local church.
I was to meet her years later...after coming back from Eastern Europe...upon OLTON railway station. She was the only other person, standing there - waiting for a train. She was wearing a highly expensive long, black, woollen coat...very posh shoes, tights and an expensive-looking suit...and silver jewellry. We immediately recognised each other...her face hadn't changed and neither had her hairstyle...it was a short cut, favoured by the lesbian feminists at DARTINGTON.
Anyway, she was to tell me that she was earning lots of money now...she had started up her own 'business' and that was cleaning the shoes of the old folks who lived around her area. She had started up a business as a 'shoe-shiner'. I didn't question it at the time...although it barely sounds credible now. Particularly not in relation to how much money she might make out of such a business and how expensive her 'new look' was...
KARON appeared to believe the story that she was telling me wholesale...and to my knowledge...she had been extremely gullible upon that RADIO JOURNALISM course...in fact I had been had up by MARK JACKS the course leader for leading her up the garden path...something that I refuted at the time...but have to now admit that I was paying her back for being so bitchy to me...
KARON had been a daily pain in the neck...she was only 16 years old and from an 'elderly community'...she appeared to believe that anybody over 20 should be in hair curlers and a hair net or at least wearing maternity/matronly floral pattern dresses...and I was 29 years old and dressed in in jeans and long sleeved tee-shirts...same as her...and everyday I would come in to see KARON sweetly smiling at me...she would then start whining on in a sing-song voice, about how I didn't look like the normal women of my age...therefore there must be something abnormal about me...I used to patiently explain to her...everyday, why I wasn't abnormal for wearing casual clothes...and yet the next day, she would begin again...and again and again...like a worn-out record...
So I fed her to a 'crocodile'...in the form of a Christian Feminist author from the PUBLIC GIRL'S SCHOOL class of 'bitch'...although I have to say that I had never met this woman or seen or heard her upon radio/TV...it was quite plain that this woman was from this type of social milieu...
KARON had wanted to do a radio program on religion and fairytales...this woman wrote about both as her specialist interests...KARON wanted to know the name of somebody whom she could interview about her chosen topic...I told her to contact the publishers...get hold of this woman's phone number...which KARON did...the woman predictably...was terribly rude to KARON down the phone for being a 'dumbo' and wasting her valuable time...because this woman was an interleckshual 'cutting edge' authoress, full of her own self-importance - who was far above any silly trainee radio journalist...only RADIO 4 would do...that sort of thing. I wish I could remember her name now...she was a Catholic...had a large family...a sort of SUSAN BASSNETT. In fact, I remember now - DABYDEEN actually said that BASSNETT was a personal friend of this woman.
The woman was so rude that KARON burst into tears on the telephone...MARK JACKS was of the opinion that I knew about this class of woman and how dare I put KARON through that...privately I agreed with him (you have to be tough/firm with this type of woman - know exactly what you want out of them or the PUBLIC SCHOOLGIRL 'bully', comes to the fore)...but publicly, I defended myself by saying that I had no idea of what this woman's character was...she was a Christian...how was I to know that she was a bully? I mean they are not ALL like that, are they?
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SHOE-SHINERS...I should have noted that one down before...in 1980...and probably in the East End...during the PEARLY QUEEN East End jamboree...we were all shown a SHOE-SHINER and his kit...now, quite a few people hadn't been brought up in LONDON and some people had never even seen a shoe-shiner do his work...those of us with leather shoes on, were then told to put them onto the foot rest and have their shoes shined.
I remember my father...in my early childhood...when he used to take me up to LONDON - he would always find a shoe-shiner and have his ITALIAN patent leather shoes polished...odd because he always did it himself in the mornings...he had a large plastic container of all of his shoe 'equipment'...brushes, sprays, polishes and different cloths.
I used to wonder why he wanted this done twice a day...because he was otherwise of the normal 'shabby GP' sort of look e.g. the grey tweed jacket, odd socks...'old boy' school tie from some club...checked shirt...
The procedure would be as follows...DAD would have his shoes done...he would then pay the shoe-shiner...and he would pay him quite a bit...several notes...in the mid-1960s...that was a lot of money...but the shoe-shiner would always ask for more...and my father would just give an abrupt 'NO' and walk off...
I asked him why he didn't ask the price beforehand - my father replied that there was a SET PRICE and that everybody knew the score...the Shoe-Shiner was just trying it on.
Anyway, I haven't seen a shoe-shiner in LONDON for decades now...maybe there are still a few around...perhaps around the CITY or CANARY WHARF...but I have never seen one, in more recent years.
It all makes me wonder...the ITALIANS are famous for their leather shoes...supposedly the best in the world...my father and his Italian shoes...I have already outed the design as a programming object...also espadrilles...another cult favourite...
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The ITALIAN AMERICAN guy in the Italian synagogue museum in Jerusalem...MARK sent me a message about him...he told me that he had found this 'guy' as a match for my DNA...not a perfect one...but from the same family tree...and it was true...there was something about the eyes of this guy...that was similar to mine...like looking into a mirror.
So we are still playing MARK'S ILL game then...with me as the 'free radical' in this set-up...
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Upon the subject of BULLIES...there is one woman who RIMINGTON runs in HARWICH who is very bullish...and RIMINGTON introduced me to her...RIMINGTON sent this woman in to harass whomsoever had annoyed her and this woman does it rather well...depending upon the person that she is harassing...
I first met her again recently in the fish and chip shop...she was trying to bully but the staff in there were having none of it...I had rather liked this woman...she was like an upset and angry 'toddler' pink in the face with exasperation for having been kept waiting for so long...she had asked for ROE but there wasn't any on the menu...and had been offered COD instead...I was wrong to like her...she was on a mission to upset people but she didn't manage it...
However, I was to see her again in the LIBRARY where she had hit her target with the overworked KAY...the woman was shouting about how she had booked upon a computer but it hadn't shown up...and instead of giving her shortshrift...KAY was at her beck and call...and looking more harassed by the minute which the bully fed into and continued to harangue her, shouting across the library floor...one can see that the best way to deal with this type of bully is to metaphorically tell them to 'wait in the queue' but never get round to serving them...'I am busy at present - ask me later' sort of thing...in short, dismiss them.
Anyway, her name was SHIRLY...I think that the E was missing...something like SHIRLY ANNE NORTON...appeared on her computer screen, eventually.
I have been vulnerable to bullies such as this one, in my life...using the KAY technique of trying to work it out via dialogue...whereas a far better approach is to simply dismiss them...they are out to cause trouble and 'rational dialogue' isn't going to solve anything. So I can take a lesson from this.
Shirly isn't the worst of RIMINGTON'S mind control slave 'bullies' by a long chalk...she is like a big upset child and rather sympathetic in that way...a comic character (like a middle-aged Bear in her big brown skin coat)...her husband walked in...he had an East End accent...he boomed 'I was waiting for you to come'...whereupon she exploded into a burst of loud laughter...at the sexual inuendo.
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I read the MAGGIE STORY in the latest SIMPSONS comic in the Co-op yesterday...and read that it is 'ol GIL who is responsible for the events at Xmas. A JACK OF ALL TRADES who tends to end up selling insurance, real Estate...anything he can...
That set me wondering about the GILL family in Solihull...the father had been a programmer...just like my father...the son went to Solihull School and I cannot remember where the daughter went...LINDA FORD knew the family well but I do not know her family's connection to them. The son 'Martin' was disliked by everybody for being a real 'bastard' - the first term on everybody's lips when they mentioned his name - even by his closest friends. He was one of MELDRUM'S popgroup - who had styled themselves upon the BLUE OYSTER CULT and they practised in the GILL cellar or basement.
Additionally, the STEPHEN GILL whom I looked up on the INTERNET...who was (in about 2001) in charge of the ENGLISH LITERATURE degree at LINCOLN COLLEGE.
So what is the GILL family up to...which branch of the family...what do the SIMPSONS think will happen...or did it happen in bygone Xmases?
I wonder now...MAGGIE losing her PACIFIER...I haven't stopped chewing gum but I HAVE realised what the programming term CHEWING THE CUD means...is that what THE SIMPSONS are getting at? So it wasn't a pacifier at all...it was something that I had to expose and to get out of my system...so why should I 'cry' about that until Easter?
Okay, this is a little silly but CHEWING...CH-EWING? Remember DALLAS on TV? I mean, how many families in this world are actually called EWING? I had never heard that family surname before, the series came on TV.
Alternatively...SEE HEW ING = SEE HUGH ING...
SEE HE WING...
Why am I thinking about HUGHIE GREEN? He must be long dead now...a comedian and compere...I recall the ILL talking about him in 1980...but cannot remember the context.
SEE HUGHIE NG
NG = soul - so was HUGHIE GREEN an ELF shoemaker?
TOMLINSON is now 'raging'...I wasn't supposed to talk about HUGHIE GREEN...he was the top ILL CULT magician of his generation...heaven knows...I suppose we attended some 'ILL rite' of his then...
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Funnily enough...that takes me back to the PRAGUE PARTY and my getting emotional about something...and tears began to well up in my eyes...DALDRY spat 'don't cry!'.
I retorted loudly:
"It's MY party and I can CRY if I want to". (The words of that 80s pop song '...you would cry too if it happened to you').
However, I didn't in the end - I forced the tears back and resumed taking the piss out of them all.
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REBECCA looked up my CHINESE books collection upon a site called www.alibris.com
This name reminded me of the FOLIO society and their slogan which was EX LIBRIS...I wonder - what is the difference? I remember that my father then bought me stickers with a LION and UNICORN upon them from FOLIO to stick in the front of my books...and to write my name upon them.
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The ILL hierarchy...at the Templar Castle was as follows (at the beginning):
BILL OBENAUER
RIMINGTON and the 'little people' (e.g. MARK, MARR, NIKOLAS HULBRUSCH etc)
THE ROYALS/SPUDNIKS
KAT'S EYE PROGRAMMERS (e.g. Lowry, Saatchi etc)
TEMPLARS
SLAVES
I was thinking about how it all panned out...as far as I can see...various rebel factions began to undermine the whole system...I only know about what MR PUTIN was up to...and MARK...but THE SIMPSONS say that my father attempted a coup upon the ROYALS...obviously he wasn't in the 'know' at that point...the ROYALS were quite low down in the ILL pecking order by 2001 - despite PRINCE PHILIP claiming to that BILL 'O' was an old naval friend of his.
There was also the QUEEN'S WOMEN group - of which COLLIE was part - who enlisted DAVID ICKE to help them to partially expose the whole horror.
The whole thing ended with PRINCE PHILIP and WILLIAM being shunted out the front of the castle with large potato sacks pulled down over their heads and torsos...by DALDRY...as items from the SPUDNIK COLLECTION...towards the waiting BRITISH ARMY...
The higher ECHELONS disappeared in that 4 WHEEL DRIVE...I remember seeing it - who was in it? BILL OBENAUER, MARK, RIMINGTON, MR PUTIN...and maybe someone else - not sure...I do not know who was driving. PUTIN told me not to worry - he had told TOMLINSON to protect me. To protect me?
DALDRY was upset that he hadn't got a lift...that they hadn't waited for the other TEMPLARS...TOMLINSON, MARR, NIKOLAS etc...about 10-20 others had made their way down that escape tunnel...to find the 4 wheel drive car, gone.
I wonder about MR PUTIN now...he had done everything in secret...and so perhaps BILL 'O' didn't know...nobody appeared to know what MARK had done either...one has to say that BILL 'O' was another mind control slave too...despite appearing to be 'top of the heap' at the Castle...
DALDRY had said that the 'commissioning bastards' of the CCTV (to be made into a film) were GOLDMAN-SACHS...so this family were the top of that particular pyramid of power?
That would make sense of what MOSHE DAYAN had told me in 1979 - those US Satanic bastards/bankers...who pretend to be ASHKENAZIM.
I can now see that it took 'JEWS' to overthrow the SATANISTS...firstly JOHN WATERS (Sephardim), I had sent MARK to him for help...he helped MARK (Ashkenazim descent)...who then began to deprogramme anybody of 'Jewish descent' who had been enslaved by the ILL as part of his Christian crusade 'game'...he preferred the Jesus thing and his 'body of Christ' cult to Judaism...finally, even though I was virtually powerless - I managed to create as much havoc as was humanly possible, at the Templar Castle - in collaboration with PRESIDENT PUTIN and MARK.
Having had a look at SVALI'S work again - SVALI knew from experience, that at the the top of the ILL CULT were NAZIs, who HATED Jews...even though they had employed the BAUER/ROTHSCHILD family to 'run' the UK...
This is something that chimed in with my own experience of the 'white rabbit' grandfather BAUER of my childhood, in Switzerland...the JEWS were useful but also expendable. This ROTHSCHILD wanted to stop the ILL SYSTEM but didn't know how (he had been programmed as a 'rabbit' in the ALICE game but didn't appear to know how to stop the cult)...the RABBIS had told him that I would be instrumental in this process...as I have been...because of JOHN WATERS and then MARK RICHENBACH...
I then read about that young ROTHSCHILD who recently hit the newspapers...what was his name...I read his biography in several newspapers...he is currently part of a Russian oligarchy...anyway, he had been educated at CAMBRIDGE where he had become one of the APOSTLES...so we are talking about a young male ROTHSCHILD who was programmed as a SON OF G-D...rather like ANTHONY BLUNT'S 'apostles'...the same 'order'...
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Early MONDAY morning...
Whilst half-dreaming and sleeping...I had a dream of GRANDMA CLAYTON - sitting at the kitchen oak table in 14 ST BERNARDS RD kitchen...she was telling me that I had to learn how to 'sew' now...I knew that she meant something metaphorical...and so asked her precisely what she meant...she told me 'sew their lips up so that they cannot say a word against you'...she was talking about the ILL...therefore I visualised doing this to all of them...sewing up their mouths...obviously she had appeared in my dream because the ILL are going to try to harm me by poisonous statements against myself...
GRANDMA then asked me 'don't you remember...' and I began to remember...she described how, when we were little more than toddlers...an ILL surgeon had sewn up our lips up, for the day...it was terrifying for tiny children...to keep breathing through your nose and to try not to breath through the stitches because it was so painful - the stitches had been put in without anaesthetic. It was horrific - watching the needle - as the surgeon worked deftly in and out...
We could hardly made a sound...if you cried too much and snot came down your nose...you could hardly breathe at all...this was the very worst SILENCE torture session of all and we were given the title and ILLustration which is on the back of the Science Fiction analogue series: I HAVE NO MOUTH BUT I MUST SCREAM (of a person with no mouth - in agony). We were told that we no longer had mouths to speak with...we could not talk about anything that they were doing to us.
As grandma told me this...I remembered how I had tried to break the stitches and had simply ripped a tear just below the corner of the righthand side of my mouth - where the surgeon had tied a knot...I still have a fine white scar there...I had always wondered how that had come about...and now I know. I have had it for as long as I can remember - never knowing where it had come from - I figured that it must have been a birthmark - or that I had cut myself deeply as a child but had no memories of it.
Anyway, I have also to mention that the image of the clear blue eyes was disturbing and so I decided to 'track' behind my grandma's image...and found a woman who looked a bit like SUSAN SINCLAIR...and so what can I say...firstly, she wasn't lying about the above...secondly, her advice to vacate the flat was NOT good...nothing doing...NOT until I get my money back.
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I asked me grandmother about the top ILL families and she gave me the PEVERELL family...a name that I had also given to DALDRY at the TEMPLAR CASTLE and he had put it into the last HARRY POTTER book.
PEVERELL spelt backwards = LE REVE P (the dream 'pea' i.e. the quest for perfection of the human species, using NAZI EUGENICS - the perfect 'zygote').
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'The sleep of Reason produces monsters'
A famous etching by Goya - LE REVE...a mistranslation...
REASON in the 18th Century - was personified by the SCIENTIFIC ESTABLISHMENT...the artist was protraying the DREAM of REASON (nothing to do with 'sleep')...the dreams of the MEDICAL PROFESSION...and they were to do with EUGENICS....the PERFECT PEA...zygote...the medics were dreaming up the most terrible goals...the most terrible trajectories...
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DEVERELL DEVEREAUX CADAVER...CADAVERELL...CADOGAN...so many ILL families in the UK...
these are the aristocratic MALFOY families...the 'wicked witches/wizarding' families of the UK.
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THE LIN FAMILY of IRELAND...I remember the folktale THE CHILDREN OF LIN more than any other...although oddly enough...most of the Irish that I have met...had never heard of it...although they loved the Finn MacCool stories...and so forth...
Somebody had given me a book of authentic Celtic folktales in my early teens...and the one story that had fascinated me...was the story of THE CHILDREN OF LINN...I couldn't remember a thing about the rest of them - even though I read the entire book...
In brief...an evil enchantress (or was it enchanter)...puts a spell upon the children of LIN and turns them into SWANS for eternity...they fly endlessly around the world...never able to land...until the first CATHOLIC priest turns up in IRELAND and calls them down from the sky...they land by a lake...change back into human form...he blesses them...they then age rapidly and die little old men and women upon the lakeside...they are then given a Christian burial.
I mentioned this story to MRS GRAHAM (Welsh - very proud of her Celtic/Gaelic roots) and she told me that she supposed that this fairytale had been written at the crossover between the pagan religions dying out and Christianity taking root...the blurb at the beginning of the story, had said something similar.
However, one can see that I was meant to KNOW this story...even though those like IRISH MARK in Poland...had never heard of it...why was I meant to know it?
Because I had been programmed as the girl who has to save her brothers 'the swans'...those young men programmed by the SWANN demonic aristocratic family...to be their slaves...DALDRY had also been programmed as a 'swan' and he reminded me of this myth in Prague...MANNINGHAM-BULLER had also been programmed as the girl who has to save her brothers from the evil curse of the SWAN(N)S...
This makes me want to look at PROUST'S 'SWANN'S WAY' with new eyes...a demonic aristocratic family...no wonder my father formed a PROUST BOOKCLUB group in MANNINGTREE...and MARTIN AYRES and PETER BAREFOOT immediately joined...
I have got through about 3/4 of THE DEATHLY GALLOWS now...and I can see how the ANGLO-IRISH-SCOTTISH-WELSH aristocracies...have screwed all of us, with mind control...and for centuries.
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The LIN family...what about the MACKLIN family? They were a family of programmed GOBLINS...both TOBY and RICHARD TOMLINSON were programmed to be GOBLINS...to drink the zygote in the menstrual fluid...to take away the woman's spiritual power...these families originated within CELTIC/GAELIC CULTURE...this is no pretty WICCAN myth...this is demonic paganism...
Celtic roots...the 'little green men'...the GOBLIN breed...SIN-EATERS...
(Where the CATHOLICS any better though? St PATRICK who got rid of the 'snakes'...does that mean he simply imposed Jesuitic mind control instead?)
Who was that playwright who wrote about a sort of malignant 'goblin/Lehprecaun? She had hit the nail upon the head...there was something poisonous in Ireland and that was these 'goblin families'...no pretty Celtic Wiccan myths but something terrible...you do not need to look at the Semitic regions to find the origins of Satanism...Gaelic culture had it all...
I have written about the old Irish guy who turned up in Solihull, whilst we were all at 6th Form College...and how RIMINGTON and HELEN BROWNE had told me to go out for a drink with him (HELEN was serving behind the bar at the SNOOTY FOX and promised 'free drinks')...I duly questioned 'TRICKY BOOTS' for hours...he was a very gentle and rather harmless character...the only odd thing was his insistence that 'LITTLE GREEN MEN' were REAL...I got a bit annoyed with him...cut out the blarney, sort of thing...and he got furious and banged his glass down upon the table...what he had seen was 'real'...and it made me wonder...
I know now what he was talking about...families like the MACKLINS...those on the GREEN ILL TEAM...programmed GOBLINS...'Tricky Boots' (as Helen and her friend behind the bar, had nicknamed him)...was 'on the run' from these 'green men'...and RIMINGTON was keeping tabs on him...
One can see from the descriptions given of GOBLINS and GOBLIN LAW in THE DEATHLY GALLOWS...that the TEMPLAR 'chosen scribes' for this particular book...looked down on those who had been programmed with 'goblin' but also feared them...the CELTS were renowned for their JEWELLRY work...and that is the craft of the GOBLINS...
SIN-EATING, GOBLIN activities...the CELTS had it all...they knew as much as the Semitic pagans did...about spiritual 'malpractice'...
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TOMLINSON and the 'snip' - one can see why he did it - to preserve his 'spiritual power'...a perfect example of just how 'MEANIE FREENIE' this guy was...all men have more than enough sperm to last them more than a lifetime...but no, that didn't matter...he wasn't going to give away one iota of it to a 'woman'...it makes me laugh to think about that one now...perhaps the other TEMPLARS had had this little op too? I mean TOMLINSON was always using the ROYAL 'we' about them all e.g. 'we all have a full body wax, we are all vegetarians now etc'...so maybe they had all had the snip? That would make sense of MILIBAND not being able to have children...how many TEMPLAR wives had to be treated with IVF afterwards? Does KATE MIDDLETON know?
The funniest thing about it all is that TOMLINSON admitted that he didn't enjoy sex anymore after he couldn't ejaculate...but apparently that didn't matter. Didn't matter? Obviously preserving his 'spiritual power' was far more important...that is how mean this guy was...to the nth degree...I am now getting a much better picture of his character.
I would like to remedy that situation by taking the biggest hypodermic I can find and plunging it into his...I wonder if RIMINGTON ever did this to him? I bet she did...whilst he was under mind control...just to terrorise him out of his mean, little mind. I mean those bastards syringed out one of my ovaries and so why not?
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THE DEATHLY HALLOWS...
The obsession with WANDS and 'WAND POWER'...is beginning to make me laugh...of course, all of the TEMPLARS were obsessed with their 'wands'...they referred to their penises as 'magical wands'...
I have yet to work out, from the text...what beliefs they held about their penises...because it all gets rather complicated, in the middle of the book - in relation to what your wand was made out of e.g. horse hair sinew and unicorn horn - they all had to have some sort of a 'string' inside them, for some reason...
Also, how many INCHES the wand was - what it could do and what was possible, in general e.g. what your 'wand' can teach you and what you can teach your 'wand' - the descriptive passages read rather like feminist texts about getting to know your genitalia - I guess that there are few 'masculinist' texts around to teach boys/young men how to do that...
We even have the 'history of wands' and their various uses - also the 'ultimate penis', as in the ELDER WAND...there does not seem to be a 'female' equivalent although women are also allowed to have 'wands' - it is the 'goblins' and other magical 'races' who are feminised - they are less magically powerful because they do not have wands.
In short, you can see that it was 'blokes' who were in charge of the writing of this particular HARRY POTTER book...simply because of the many paragraphs devoted to this very topic...
I can remember that DALDRY loved the entire project...he and MARR were on hand to guide their budding authors through the writing of their various chapters...shaping it as they went along...DALDRY would then run off with a finished chapter to MARK and his cronies for 'consultation'...he would then come back and say 'we have got to take this out - we are not allowed to say that - but we can put this in, instead'...DALDRY was being censored and certain allusions to the ILL CULT were obviously NOT for public consumption...
The ILL CULT then decided to enact out various scenes from this makeshift 'last book'...I can remember being forced to be part of one...
The scene at the MALFOYS where HARRY POTTER has been captured...I can remember being taken into a hall with a fireplace...someone like SUSAN BASSNETT was playing the 'head witch'...I was forced to look into the mirror to see my misshapen face (they had injected me with something or maybe it was a 'grotesque mirror' but I remember my face feeling very 'tight' and I looked terrible - a bulbous, blown-up face)...so they had made me take the part of HARRY POTTER for some reason...I think that it was ELIZA MANNINGHAM-BULLER who was being tortured as HERMIONE...but the memory is still a little vague...and then PUTIN entered...whether he was supposed to be DOBBY or VOLDEMORT...again, I am unclear...but he had his sidekicks TOMLINSON and MILIBAND with him...and so VOLDEMORT could have been any one of them...
I hadn't read the 'script' i.e. this particular chapter and so I had no real clue of what was going on at all or who was supposed to be who...only now, do I realise that I was supposed to have been HARRY POTTER...as I began to read this chapter - I 'saw' it all again as a lived experience... it brought the whole ludicrous CHARADE back again...
So I am assuming that if BLACK RABBIT had gone 'on the run' before the 30th...that the ILL would have set up a European 'chase' around the globe...and proceeded to enact all sorts of sick scenes, from the above book...
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My dream of GRANDMA CLAYTON last night...she was telling me that my mother had been a little viper as a child...and that my parents were two of the most evil people out...she had been terribly upset when I went to POLAND because she knew what the ILL would do to me there...she knew very well but she couldn't stop it (that was why she - out of all of my family - had constantly written to me - every week). She told me to call upon her, if I needed her.
The odd thing about this dream was that she had very CLEAR blue eyes...rather like that of JACQUI CARROLL...my grandma's eyes were of a similar blue...but her eyes in the dream were so bright and they looked so young...I can only remember grandma's eyes looking so old and tired.
Additionally, she only had praise for my brother HUMPHREY - apparently he was a real rebel to the ILL CULT too and she particularly praised him for getting the better of my parents - which he did, from an early age - he could 'handle them' in a way that I couldn't - and he managed to get enough money off them, in order to do what he wanted to do.
I remember now...HUMPHREY'S first play that he ever wrote...just after leaving MAGDALEN COLLEGE, OXFORD...it was called 'VULTURE' (about an evil father/husband, who preys off/lives off his entire family)...it was an expose of my father, who had sold us all into slavery (just like FISHWICK had done to his entire family)...HUMPHREY was quite open about it...I could only marvel that he could get away with such criticism and not get psychologically battered for it...but my mother adored HUMPHREY beyond reason and so she must have protected him. I remember mentioning the play to DAD...HUMPHREY had left a copy in his study...'had he read it'...yes, he had...'did he know that it was about himself'...yes, he did...and he laughed about it...as if it were a big joke...but uneasily.
Grandma also advised me to go down to MANNINGTREE - ring the doorbell of my parents' house and DEMAND my heirlooms back - I would have to track the diamond trade at some point, with that rose petal brooch. She seemed sure that my mother would give it up, if I socially embarassed them enough - down that KILN LANE.
One can see that this ERBACH family of ST Petersburg JEWELLERS ...were probably a 'goblin' family...and that what I should do is to get an evaluation of it at the first jewellers (£10) in Dovercourt and then sell it to BOREHAM CHRISTOPHER...once this antique brooch is in the ILL SYSTEM...it will find its way back to its owners...the current GOBLIN family which deals with their antique, ancestral jewellry.
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I haven't mentioned this yet...but whilst I was living in GARDEN COTTAGE...and my father had just bought me a new DELL computer...he always bought those for me because they were the cheapest and you could order them 'tailormade'...TOMLINSON had turned up...he was instructing me to envisualise a DELL...as in a green oasis in the woods...and a well...and a small wooden house/hut...he was asking me to remember a place that we had visited upon programming in 1980...but I have still no real idea of what that DELL meant...I remember RIMINGTON joking about DINGLY DELL...a Noel Edmonds catchphrase...but still no idea what that place in the woods, represented...maybe WITCH WOOD? Something like that...the GREEN WITCH...in her hovel.
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Today is the 1st DECEMBER 2008...so I haven't actually overstayed my 'notice' from CHARALAMBOUS that long...when was it now...10th OCTOBER...so about 7 weeks...not long at all.
I have already noted how DESPERATE the ILL were to get me out before this date...by even moving PETRONELA in with all of that diabolical furniture and programming objects from HAUT DE LA GARENNE...and that terrible, massive BARREL in which the ILL had pickled babies, at the TEMPLAR CASTLE.
Just what are they trying to prove? It upset me a lot, at the time...but I got used to it...I have lived in this GALLOWS flat for so long...not much could phase me, at all.
So the 30th has now come and gone...nobody has come round to try to 'arrest' me in a HARRY POTTER scenario...and so the script is now 'dead'...one hopes that the ILL understand that they are flogging a dead horse (themselves, their sick ideas and their CULT practices)...if they hope to enact out anything else.
Other notes:
I overheard a conversation upon the network yesterday...it was RIMINGTON...she was talking about a recent FULL blood transfusion - which she had paid for, privately, in Switzerland:
'My dears, I am feeling so much healthier now - I still get a 'craving' now and then but I am feeling better than I have done, for years - a new lease of life'...
I suppose, that RIMINGTON's self-preservation instinct was probably always her strongest drive.
Other notes:
I forget to mention a group of young black US guys who were at MULHOUSE AIRPORT whilst I was coming back from SWITZERLAND...they had me under surveillance...one of them even said 'EMMA - LILY' as I passed them...MARK told me that they were CIA but I personally have no idea...I was greatly offended by the ILL term LILY...meaning 'pudenda to be abused' by the cult...with the added association of LI as in 'working for the IsraeLIS'...
So the LYS...LIS...of the ILL CULT....is there a direct connection to be made between the GREEN TEAM...ISRAEL and the ILL abuse of women in this way?
Okay so we also have the FLEUR DE LYS of European heraldry...specifically FRENCH heraldry...but there is an ISRAELI connection as well.
Thinking about that time at MULHOUSE AIRPORT again...it was so extraordinary...after having decided to get away for a 'real holiday' to see HANNI GLOOR again...I was catapulted from one 'trauma' to another...the HARDER MINERVA 'Moloch/Owl Cult' HOTEL...then the HIRSHEN, to remember KATHLEEN telling me that she knew that the ILL would murder her...so many terrible memories...then to cap it all - a trip under GYSSBACH mountain to remember the programming base there...
...and then back to the AIRPORT...where I am to meet the CIA 'mob' straight out of HARVARD, dressed in their baseball team/Varsity colours (like MACDONALD had been) - then SCOWLING NUN in her light blue habit, barging through the crowds on her smuggling mission...then DOMINIC CARSON whose plane was delayed...he IMMEDIATELY recognised me from NICE...he was heading back there with somebody's baby in his arms and an adoring, gullible young mother, in tow...probably heading straight back to RIMINGTON and her paedophile ring - and as I watched him...in the airport lounge...the tannoy began to blare out 'GOLD FINGER...Der Da Da Da...' I can hardly believe it all now...it was indeed like some sort of 'spy movie' that I had unwittingly become entrapped in...rather like the 'twilight zone'.
I could have cast them all...CARSON was a handsome 'look-alike' JOHNNY DEPP...you could have DENZEL WASHINGTON and his mates, watching from the benches...and so on...I should write the whole thing up as a SPY MOVIE.
A film. Maybe that was the whole point.
NOTES CONT'D:
This email really made me laugh - apparently I am supposed to go to my doctor and claim that I am a PSYCHOTIC.
Really and how would I prove that?
Start acting like one of the ILL CULT?
Have a stab at imitating the paranoid psychosis of various ILL CULT members - whom I have been forced to study, by necessity, over the years?
Here is the email - it also contains a few odd codes:
" Hi Emily - You don't need to publish this comment but I just wanted to wish you well - you do have readers and admirers. As someone who has experienced psychiatric in-patient care myself, I'd like to warn you to be very wary of your father's threat to inform the police that you supposedly 'mentally ill' - the police have the power to place you under Section 136 with very little pretext. Sectioning is no joke and can happen to sane people. A solution to this and your money worries may be to visit a GP and feign 'psychosis', get a prescription of zombie pills (don't take em, does it need saying) and a note to give to the DWP to claim incapacity benefit - preferably backdated. Take their money, take this sick society for everything you can. Carry on writing your superb stuff but please do look after yourself. (There are internet resources on how to 'dumpster dive' for free food in the meantime, by the way).
- from a genuine supporter who has never met you xxx"
THREE first letter codes were used here (original/formatted paste/unformatted paste):
HTHTSSHBDCTSH
HHLMSBSMDM
HPWHSPIOPIPVJAWFOIT(- or p)MEWDIDM FN
NOTES CONT'D:
I might also add that I have had many messages/posts to this blogspot but when I click on the PUBLISH button - they immediately vanish and do not appear upon this blogspot.
Somebody is pissing around, eh?...and this last email above, was one in a long line of them.
OTHER NOTES:
Not much ILL SPAM today in my email inbox but I think that I might as well start 'outing' that upon a daily basis too:
mohammed alkali YOUR URGENT REPLY NEEDED IMMEDIATELY 8:59 AM 10KB
Unread auto494628@hushmail.com anti ILL
Unread
NOTES CONT'D:
OTHER NOTES CONT'D:
How are you feeling today NALLAN? Looking over your shoulder? Who was that caller who 'rang off' after you answered? Remember that 'look' the guy gave you, as he passed you on the street...
It is so good to have the 'boot upon the other foot' at last.
Other notes:
A new line-up of ILL PROGRAMMING BOOKS behind me today and the sequence ends with:
TRUST NO ONE
E.V. SEYMOUR
Predictably it is about what bastards BRITISH INTELLIGENCE are -but doesn't even attempt to tell the half of it.
DULL DULL DULL.
Other books in this 'new sequence' include some idiot choices, designed to attract me?
Some people have NO idea of human psychology at all and it is quite offensive (if directed at myself) e.g. THE BRONTE PROJECT (how to deal with dating in middle-age.)
I have never had a problem in attracting men, at any point, in my entire life - I don't need 'help' now.
For most of my life, I have been trying to get away from ex-boyfriends, not trying to 'keep them'.
THE DAY OF THE TRIFFIDS is the next in line (in reverse)...a book that DALDRY loved.
He told me - "if you do not join us now - I will be like DONALD SUTHERLAND in the movie"...i.e. your last friend - who is really a 'hideous horticultural triffid' which begins to scream in your face, in order to attract the others to mob you...lovely.
I won't bother talking about the other books in the series - maybe I am being a little paranoid here but after the ILL have staged sequences with OZ and BLACK RABBIT in the titles...I think not.
http://www.spp.asso.fr/Main/PsychanalyseCulture/ArtLitterature/Items/3.htm
A psychoanalytic discussion of:
Le rêve de la raison produit des monstres
Under the paragraph title:
» Le sommeil de la raison engendre des monstres », lecture polysémique
The French Fine Art books tended to translate 'EL SUENO' as 'LE REVE' for some reason...although now they have changed that one to LE SOMMEIL.
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
I bought a 'MIRROR OF INFINITY' today...well, something that looks vaguely like the MI mirror across the road, in order to put it into my lefthand window (viewed from WEST STREET it is the righthand window).
I found one - almost perfect for the job - in the charity shop with the GLASS CABINET - by ST HELENA'S HOSPICE.
Since NIKOLAS HULBRUSCH, or somebody who looked very like him - waved this MI MIRROR aggressively at me - from out of the middle window of NUMBER 6 - preceding by hours, my arrest by the local Police and subsequent incarceration in a CLACTON cell for around 3 hours...I have decided to play the game back on...well, whoever is playing the ILL GAME around here.
I have therefore purposively put this mirror, in pride of place - in the CENTRE of the window, where it is clearly visible and not partially hidden (peeping above the parapet) as a sort of 'threat', crouching under the window frame.
If you would like to purchase one yourself - take inspiration from those round mirrors found in OPTICIANS...but with a 4D globe-effect, metal band structure around the circular mirror i.e. two circular bands which cut the space into 4 quarters around the mirror...although in point of fact...it must be missing one band at the front, or you wouldn't be able to see you face in it, properly...but it has a circular band at the back (I am staring at it now - the top of it in the lefthand bedroom window - it moved recently from the middle window - not sure why)...I do not see how you could flip the mirror over - it is a double-sided mirror though - and used as a shaving mirror by the guy who tends to live there, on and off...I have never seen that NIKOLAS HULBRUSCH 'lookalike' in that house again...
Anyway, I got back to FLAT 3 and fell to thinking about BRITISH GAS again...who wrote to me recently to say that they would be obtaining a WARRANT to break into this property in order to put in an ELECTRICITY METER.
I do not mind one bit. It could all get very interesting in terms of how far the ILL - and specifically PRINCE CHARLES is prepared to go...I sense that he is particularly behind this one...
The guy who couldn't stand his wife and so murdered her...the guy who couldn't tolerate people like me (forced into ROYAL mind control slavery) eating baked beans (his favourite food) and so I was forbidden to eat them by RIMINGTON...
Does PRINCE CHARLES really still want to become KING?
Does anybody want him to become KING?
Look CHARLIE - just pay the money back, that you and your family and your mind control slaves have stolen off me...and I will vacate this flat, happily.
Refuse to pay and it is just going to get worse and worse and worse and...(for YOU, not me)...
I am assuming here that ROYALTY has the final 'say' upon this flat...because RIMINGTON and SCARLETT only used it to hang people (and take photographs of the subsequent male erections), under the auspices of BRITISH INTELLIGENCE 'training' for the CROWN.
BRITISH INTELLIGENCE 'swear allegiance to the CROWN' meaning that they all have to sign the SAT B'HAI contract...and so one can deduce that the person with the final 'say' upon paying me back the HARRY POTTER money - is going to be PRINCE CHARLES or 'Daddy' but he is rather ill nowadays isn't he? My mother said PROSTRATE CANCER...PRINCE PHILIP is now terminally ill and will not last another 6 months.
You would have thought that the QUEEN might have stepped into the breach by now...considering the fact that I saved her life from those two mind control programmers - sent by PRINCE CHARLES, I might add...and I then had them effectively 'dealt with' so that they could no longer pose a threat to her or to anybody else...but no, nobody has 'stepped into the breach' from the ROYAL FAMILY and done the decent thing.
WILLIAM and HARRY were 'given me' as a present by their mother, as a 'lucky rabbit' - a 'compliment' given to me by PRINCE WILLIAM, who had told me this, at the British Council DTO in PRAGUE 1994...was I lucky for either of them?
If one looks at the cold, hard facts and stoically...I have now told them, how dire their situation is and almost everything that l know, in terms of how to deal with it...as best I could...not them in particular, however - as far as I can see...it has been vital information to anybody and everybody who has been put under ILL mind control slavery.
I haven't been 'kind' to anybody. MARK had told me to be 'kind'. Why? Nobody was ever kind to me - I have revealed terrible things that happened to me...bared my soul...so why shouldn't I air everybody else's dirty linen?
My 'take' on this one is that they just need a little prompting...get people talking about it all first...then eventually...it will all come out in 'print', in interviews...in radio talk shows...it is only a matter of time...
I mean, after you have seen that FRIENDS horrific photograph - it should be clear to anyone and everyone, that even the squeakiest-clean of STARS...in the UK/USA wherever...has been abused from birth...put under mind control from earliest childhood (and filmed doing 'obscene' things)...the only way to enter the 'star system'...look at EMMA THOMPSON...her Dad wrote the MAGIC ROUNDABOUT...the first MI6 children's mind control program, in relation to the MI6 CAROUSEL. (It is telling that the FRENCH banned this TV program in France - although it was written for a French audience, initially).
I am sorry for ALEXIS - maybe I shouldn't have put up that piece about incest in her family...but it happened to all of us...she was just like that small, Japanese, adopted child - upon the train from INTERLAKEN to BERNE...so many young girls/women were taught to act in that way...the fact that Alexis had an aggressive expression upon her face (according to my mother) and not a completely subservient one...was to her credit. We all had to put up with it in order to 'get by'. Some of us didn't - some of us were murdered - others committed suicide. We are all in the same boat.
Other notes:
Upon the note of FRIENDS...there was a blogsite that I came across the other day...the evil paedophile was a 'poster' upon that COLOR blogspot (or was it KATE'S site - or both?)...and he had composed his own rather 'gay' blogspot about JENNIFER ANISTON. He slated her character as being one of those 'sad', guileless young women who says 'hi' to everybody and is friendly to everybody.
Apparently he had known her as a drama student at college...he was spitting venom at her...in the worst way, that only a gay man can do...accusing her (between the lines) of being 'simple' and 'undiscriminating'...not 'cool'...not 'trendy'...
In brief, his blogspot can be summarised as thus:
'She would talk to ANYBODY - can you believe it? How dumb is she? Doesn't she know that if you want to be a 'cool guy' like me i.e. ugly, fat and vicious - you ONLY choose to speak to those who command POWER over others e.g. the biggest bullies on the block -and she was so DESPERATE to make friends with everybody - what a sad little character - the sign of a NOBODY'.
Sad? She became a talented comedy actress and married Brad Pitt. After the divorce, she is now the most sort-after female in HOLLYWOOD and by the most handsome males.
Where do these guys get off?
I remember now, ANISTON'S lawyers tried to have the blog taken down...because it was offensive...but reading between the lines there...it was emotionally upsetting for anybody to read - if you had been targetted in that way, by a vicious QUEEN...one of DALDRY'S friends as well...DALDRY knew about the case and how his ILL friend had been let off the hook...he was pleased about it...one in the eye of that bitch, who had managed to drag BRAD PITT down the aisle...certain gay men can be so very vindictive.
What is wrong with saying 'hi' to everybody? SUE WHALLEY used to do that throughout her schooldays and she was the biggest source of information out...sure, she didn't 'discriminate' - she listened to everybody and for hours - no matter how 'uncool' they were - SUE was 'cool' even though she didn't know it and wouldn't have cared if you had told her - that is what made her so BRILLIANT...she knew all of life...what was going on around her...every second of the day...it is a brilliant survival tactic...you behave like SUE - and people start to like you, people care about you, people watch out for you...and people tell you things..all sorts of stuff...in short, you have a very interesting and varied life in a very protected social world...by simply being good to all of those around you...
If I put this into 'sociological terms' - SUE gave the 'marginalised' - a voice, in terms of repeating what had happened to those like EDWARD JELLICOE in our class, to all and sundry...she was sympathetic to everybody...as well as being funny and having enough commonsense to look after herself...and she told all of those stories to the most popular kids at school (of which she was one)...
So what is uncool about that?
You only need to look at the photograph of the guy who is slating ANISTON upon his blogspot and flit through his bitching - to realise what the terms 'deeply uncool' and 'psychological marginal personality', really mean.
Other notes:
However:
ANISTON is under mind control - specifically MARK'S mind control team - that doesn't change her personality but it marks her out as somebody who can be reverted to a child alter (frozen in time) and made to do things that she would never ever contemplate in normal life
This was made clear upon www.midishrine.com, with the photograph of her and her actress colleagues upon FRIENDS...
MARK and his 'people' had engineered that photograph, to show LISA KUDRON (ASHKENAZIM - non-practising) doing the 'honours' in terms of 'stealing from the wombs' of her co-stars.
Why would MARK want to take that photograph?
Why would MARK ROCKEFELLER/RICHENBACH set up that scene in such a way?
RIMINGTON was using that site as mind control programming materials. But how?
MARK had shown me that photograph and insiduously said 'aren't they sweet? If you see them as 'babies' who have been taught that pain is pleasure then you understand that they are just 'babies' feeling pleasure'.
In the context of the complete horror of what was going on around me, at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...I understood entirely what he meant...yes, those two actresses weren't in any pain...they had been taught from an early age to feel NOTHING from the waist down (mermaid programming)...but what I couldn't believe was the 'smiles' upon their faces...I never 'smiled' (as far as I know).
MARK told me that they liked the actress who played PHOEBE a lot because she was a 'sharp NEW YORKER' who could tell jokes...and she had told a simple childish one...they giggled...the camera snapped...PHOEBE then threatened to get out of control as a 'toddler'...because she had 'sticky stuff' on her hands that she didn't like...and she had started to go, like my mother went. at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...breathing deeply, shaking backwards and forwards, crying...the crew calmly directed her towards a sink to wash her hands...'it's all right PHOEBE...JUST WASH YOUR HANDS...CLEAN YOUR RINGS...'
The actress (in her child alter) kept muttering that she couldn't - she was cleaning her hands and ringed fingers like an obsessive-compulsive - she cried back to the crew that it had all still stuck to her rings and then she began to really cry...
I knew KUDRON was ASHKENAZIM (although both other actresses are supposed to be acting covert 'Jewish princesses' in New York in FRIENDS i.e. Ashkenazim but not practising...although neither actress is Jewish in real life)...
So what was MARK trying to say by this piece of disgusting exploitation...
This is what the ASHKENAZIM do? They ram their hands up non-ASHKENAZIM vaginas/wombs?
Naturally, I can believe that easily...because I have seen and I know what NAZI SPIELBERG does...
...and because SPIELBERG is still accepted within ISRAEL and treated as a minor god there...
...until ISRAEL shuns that man and forbids him entry into the country...one has to say that all USA/UK ASKENAZIM are under the same umbrella...they are all GUILTY by association...
i.e. they collectively 'took' that photograph.
Prove that you aren't...prove that you have some morality ASHKENAZIM...prove that you have some spirituality...prove that you still have some connection to G-d...ASHKENAZIM.
If you don't. It will be the worse for you.
ROTHSCHILDS...BAUERS...where have you been? Haven't you read this blogspot yet?
I would like to make sure...or to do my bit to make sure that the MOSHE DAYANS of this world are saved...but right now...
I ask myself...in relation to what has happened to ISRAEL...if MOSHE DAYAN was still around...would he have reneged upon his ASHKENAZIM status in disgust? HE WOULD HAVE DONE - the strength of his 'reply' to me was quite extraordinary.
So the ASHKENAZIM are now without another 'anchorman' or 'strongman' as they like to call it...so many are leaving as souls....
I personally advocate as many leaving as possible...stay with the ASHKENAZIM and you are on a boat across the river STYX or upon TOMLINSON's black motorbike and on a highway to HELL.
The ASHKENAZIM are POLLUTED...just a FILTHY RIVER and WELL that nobody can take sustinance from.
They will destroy every society in which they are in...unless the bonds are loosened and these people are 'dealt with'.
Am I sounding like HITLER again?
Preferably, any revolution should deal with the MARK ROCKFELLERS first...he was 'apart' from his family but went back to his EVIL FAMILY...he struggled hard against them but went back...the ROCKEFELLERS have even more of a malign influence over the UK than the ROTHSCHILDS...they ALL have to go...
When I look at the 'milksop' face of that young BAUER/ROTHSCHILD...he hasn't got a clue, has he?
Under mind control - a needle through the eye...only his GREAT-GREAT- GRANDFATHER had a clue...and even if he had passed it on...the 'knowledge' wasn't passed on in that family...but then they would been under ROYAL surveillance...all of that family...and if they moved in slightly the wrong direction...the curse of the KENNEDYS...similar to what happened to ROTHSCHILDS...accidental 'deaths'...suicides...and so forth...and to the 'young'...
Other notes:
As far as the UK ILL are concerned...GET RID OF PRINCE CHARLES - that is all I can say...because he 'understands this business' of becoming KING...he has known the history and gened up upon it...for all of his life...as DALDRY was to tell me...he understands history as if it were 'yesterday'...people are always the same...'his' ancestors murdered everybody in sight, in order to get to the throne...and that is what he is doing...there is no 'wrong' in that...it is his prerogative...a ROYAL tradition...everybody has always done it...studying the European family ROYAL trees...a 'little Fiat Uno' in the mix, as a distractor...just provide as many 'distractors' as you can...it worked. The Public never worked it out.
Other notes:
TUESDAY MORNING...reading through my somewhat spectacular 'rant' yesterday...I can understand why I got so furious - I had felt 'blocked' and unsupported...however, last night...I 'got' over the hurdle that was blocking me...
As I was reading through the above...MR TOM went berserk...he attacked my DK CHILDREN'S WORLD ATLAS...it was on the floor - lying open at the page upon GREECE and BULGARIA...
MR TOM ripped around a certain segment of the map and pulled it up...the shape of a 'snake's head'...he had pulled up from the page...and began to batter it with his paws...he had effectively cut around the island of LESBOS for some reason and was attacking it as the 'snake's head'.
Other notes:
Another memory came back from the TEMPLAR CASTLE...MARK had asked me for 'ideas' upon creating a new god for the TEMPLARS - the 'ultimate ONE god' - not another 'BAAL' etc...I thought about it...and suggested a Sci Fi story...I couldn't remember if it had been a STAR TREK episode or from a book of short stories...but anyway, the KING of this alien planet is a baby...because this humanoid 'alien' race, are born old and die as babies...therefore, you are the wisest as a baby...
MARK thought about the idea...I submited that of course, the baby couldn't be any old 'human one'...it would have to look suitably alien although recognisably a 'baby' in a 'cot'...MARK hit upon something...he liked the idea...he then got in the suitable 'model-makers' who produced the 'film set' with this 'talking, animated alien baby in a cot' - who was to be the ultimate god of the TEMPLARS...the TEMPLARS were all then invited in to pay homage to their 'god' in their 4 year old alters...these men are so gullible...they all believed it...
Now, yesterday, I was very annoyed about an email in which somebody had advised me to call myself 'PSYCHOTIC'...and that is what had triggered the above memory...MARK telling me that this 'alien baby god' would control the PSYCHOTICS i.e. the TEMPLARS in their 4 year old boy alters.
The word PSYCHOTIC is related to a computer command which forms the main keycode to 'running' the TEMPLARS - it can be analysed and broken down as follows:
ISP/PSI/SPY CH COT I C
I C CH SPY/PSI/ISP
I used this last night upon TOMLINSON to break into his mind and to change everything...his mind contained the 'mainframe' for the 'cot god'...and as such found all of the ISPS of the 'computer-brains' linked into his mind...I then 'captured' them all...and locked up his mind - TOMLINSON'S 'mainframe' is now defunct - it is 'down'.
Other notes:
I fell to thinking about the PRINCES again...and remembered a lot more...I had been puzzled about how LADY DIANA had known about me and had recommended me to her sons as the LUCKY RABBIT in 1994 (Prince William had then hired me as one of the EFL teachers at the Prague DTO):
LOEHR KEY/QUAY = LU-CKY - this is the FBI KEY to RAB (ROYAL ARCH BRETHREN) IT - information technology.
LOEHRMANN KEY to the RAB IT.
Other notes:
I remembered how DALDRY had started to talk about THE PRINCES IN THE TOWER at that PRAGUE PARTY 1995...and I 'saw' flashes of what was in his mind...he had been called in to the TOWER OF LONDON...at PRINCE CHARLES' bidding...the PRINCES were being programmed there...tortured...starved to 'death' and then resuscitated...the most gruesome image in DALDRY'S mind was of the two small boys under a bed...whilst the men were sticking swords through it...almost petrifying them...but not...because they were able to scrabble away...
Other notes:
MR TOM has started to attack that ATLAS again...DALDRY had been programmed as an ATLAS...and the only way to defeat this mythological character...is to 'lift him off the ground' which I then proceeded to do...much to his amusement...he said that none of his friends had been able to do so...once, you have lifted him off the ground...ATLAS has to carry the weight of the world, upon his shoulders...
Additionally, MR TOM ripped up the face of the bridegroom in a GREEK ORTHODOX WEDDING...this photo 'montage' is placed right next to LESBOS for some reason...
I remember that we also talked about LESBOS at that PRAGUE PARTY...and how the inhabitants want the name changed or something like that...I cannot quite remember...
Other notes:
I gained a lot more information about TOMLINSON last night...
Firstly that he had LIED about being called RENE...he had told the GLOOR family to LIE about his teenage years with them...he wasn't RENE RUTLINGER...
He was adopted by the MACKLIN FAMILY...
His REAL MOTHER is still alive...her name is ROSEMARY...she lives in ANKARA, TURKEY...upon Gottfried Street...
He was instrumental/behind the deaths of TOBY MACKLIN'S parents (but had led the DTO staff to believe that I had 'cursed' his father and that was why he had died)...
TOMLINSON'S real name is MOHAMMED ABDULLAH FAJED...and he is part of MOHAMMED EL FAJED'S extended family. Fajed was apparently born in Egypt but his family originated in Turkey.
I knew that he had grown up in an Islamic country in 1980...because he recalled having seen the MUSLIM men doing their religious gestures as a sort of 'show' in the marketplace, during his childhood...MARK has a photograph of this event...a line of young men in white shirts and black trousers, making hand symbols to a crowd of Muslim people...
Other notes:
As I read through the DEATHLY GALLOWS - picking up what the other mind control slaves knew about the ILL CULT...they were writing it all up as 'fiction' in much the same way as I had done, so many years ago...and the collective pool of information that they have contributed, is massive...
One can see that VOLDEMORT is supposed to be TOMLINSON (although MILIBAND would have been a close runner - having been put into an orphanage with his brother)...maybe TOMLINSON had been put into an orphanage briefly...before the childless MACKLIN'S adopted him...I do not know why his real mother 'got rid of him'...but he now visits her...he found her again and he loves her more than anything. He also 'hates' me, more than anything and I am beginning to understand why...
Maybe he had been kidnapped as a child and then 'sold on' by the ROYAL PAEDOPHILE TRADE...I have no idea...
That brings me to my next subject...a GEORDIE was having a very loud mobile phone conversation underneath my window...
Other notes:
MR TOM yelled to go out...so I had to stop typing and let him out the front door...he is funny in that way...you think that he wants to go out but he has to check first if the 'coast is clear'...and so sometimes he then refuses to go...but this time, he has gone...I saw him the other day...he didn't want me to see him...but I knew it was him...a flash of black and white...he has two 'white socks' up his black legs and the left one is longer than the other...that is how I identified him...he was running into the bushes and into PRINCESS ANNE'S WHITE HOUSE garden...or rather, the house is divided into two residences now...and so the 'other half' nearest to the Victorian redbrick bridge.
Another odd thing...he came to sit in front of my keyboard...and has left a bit of torn off barcode fro somewhere...the numbers are simply 00007
Other notes:
Anyway, I woke up to hear this GEORDIE guy outside...because he wanted FLAT 1 and FLAT 3 to hear his conversation...that is what mind control slaves do, around here...they stand outside this house and inform myself...and now PETRONELLA...what is going on...I didn't hear the first part of the conversation...I knew the guy was very ILL and didn't really want to listen...apparently he was going to try and get the KEYS to the flat off KEVIN tomorrow...KEVIN works at COMPASS Estate Agents.
Suddenly a huge amount came up...and it was all about the PAEDOPHILE TRADE...I saw in my mind's eye...where TOMLINSON'S MOONLIGHT yacht had been recently moored - along side the HA' PENNY PIER.
HA' PENNY PIER
"Tis a fearsome place as I HA' heard tell"
I then thought of MARR'S poetry...NEWCASTLE UPON TYNE...the guy brings the children down in his boat...to HARWICH...either the HA' PENNY PIER...or to RAB...WRABNESS...or even MISTLEY or MANNINGTREE...
TOMLINSON goes and borrows the two RIFLING SPOONS from the charity shop...he goes to SUPERDRUG...he shows KARON the GOLD COIN SPOON...she gives him the KEYS to the YACHT...he then sails it off to the Continent...or wherever is necessary...it could be AMSTERDAM...or it could be round those 'horns' of Spain - where TOMLINSON told me that there had been such a terrible storm...that he had had to bail out with the only lifebelt available...then opened the door down below...so that the children could get out...that way they would drown quickly...as the boat went onto the rocks...
I am quite sure that GEORDIE guy had just got in with his 'cargo' of children...in a boat of some description...which will have children packed like sardines into it, down below...and probably at the HA' PENNY PIER...this is what the paedophile cult do...they KIDNAP the children from up NORTH...get them to the docks, in the NORTH-EAST...ferry them down here...then TOMLINSON with his SBS training...takes them off to the Continent...that is how the system works.
The red/blue gold SPOON is probably used as part of the 'closing down code' for KARON but I do not know what TOMLINSON actually says...
I could try it out myself today and try to get the keys but it is unlikely that this will work because KARON will be expecting to see TOMLINSON when she 'wakes up' and not myself.
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THE DIAMOND TRADE
I was wondering how this would operate but can now see that the KEY to it all is the EVALUATION at the JEWELLERS beside the ELIZABETH florists.
Basically, you go in there with diamond jewellry...you ask for an 'evaluation'...the jewellry is taken away...and returned later on...with an evaluation...but the DIAMONDS will have gone...replaced by 'paste' stones. The DIAMONDS will have gone to the FENCE behind this shop and to the left (as previously described in my notes).
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I was thinking about PRINCESS POSY and the 'magpies' again...that USBORNE book...how the MAGPIES are made to give back what they stole to SPY/PSI 'O'...MR 'O'...that was BEN OBENAUER'S nickname...
I then thought about BEN OBENAUER...and how he was just another 'mind control slave'...a naval intelligence US one...although he had been in charge of the events at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...we were all 'under control'...or rather then we all went 'out of control'...
I then thought about BO.
How I had teased DALDRY at that PRAGUE with the following questions:
"Do you have BO?"
I then proceeded to sniff the air inquistively...I then turned to MALCOLM and asked him:
"Do you think that he has BO?" Malcolm 'knew' what I was referring to and fell about laughing.
I was referring to DALDRY being a slave of BEN OBENAUER...DALDRY remained stockstill...staring at me...he wouldn't reply...naturally he couldn't say 'yes' or 'no'.
I had NO idea myself...of what I was hinting at - all I knew was that BO meant something other than 'body odour'...
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Back to PRINCE CHARLES again...I can now see how terrified the two PRINCES must be...and mainly of their FATHER. They both KNOW that he murdered their mother. I do not know if they know about PRINCE CHARLES' attempt upon the life of their grandmother - the QUEEN via his two top 'cat's eye' mind control programmer courtiers.
P424 the TEMPLAR mind control slaves knew all about what had happened...and whoever wrote this chapter...was referring to the FIAT UNO.
HARRY POTTER is declared to be:
UNDESIRABLE NUMBER ONE upon billboard posters around the wizarding world.
UNDESIRABLE NUMBER ONE = UNO
FI - AT - UNO
FEE FI FO FUM...the different kingdoms upon the USBORNE children's puzzle MAP.
SHARON had warned me in Jerusalem...to stop what I was doing immediately because I would annoy BRITISH INTELLIGENCE too much and then they would murder me...he submitted that I was probably at around NUMBER 100 upon their hitlist at present...but I would go up the ranks if I continued to expose them.
I wonder if I am at NUMBER ONE yet? LADY DIANA obviously got there - relatively easily - I wonder what tipped them over into declaring her UNO?
I 'saw' PRINCE PHILIP arranging the MASONIC DETAILS of her murder...MARK probably had it all captured on CCTV...he delighted in these little 'touches'...like the FIAT UNO.
Upon the topic of the PRINCES...there doesn't appear to be much hope for PRINCE WILLIAM...not after what he did in the dungeons of the TEMPLAR CASTLE...but at least HARRY had refused to attend this obscene 'jamboree'.
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I was shaking out my duvet, the other day and noticed a 'tag' with a number upon it...I immediately flashbacked to my old bedroom in that MANNINGTREE flat...and RIMINGTON'S visit to that flat...she was standing in my bedroom with her small notebook - in which she had made notes upon various Chinese characters that she could use as mind control symbols - I had shown her my Chinese children's exercise books in which you practice how to write the characters - I had written the English above most of the symbols...
Anyway, she also made a note of this number upon my duvet...which was hanging off the bed...next to this small bookcase, where my books from China were placed...she told me:
"I can use this number for YOU" but she wouldn't tell me why...
The number is 3069
Perhaps this is to do with the cashpoint code...I wonder if I used the 2679 as my pin...and then put in 3069 (or the other way round) would it work? I do not suppose so...the system must have been stopped...as soon as it was exposed upon the INTERNET...but it will be fun to try...just in case.
In iqbl - 3069 could be PDOE...EODP...
Any relation to HELEN BROWNE and her DOE?
PAEDO...PDOE...
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GRIPHOOK...an interesting character...who helps HARRY POTTER to break into the GOLD stash of the MALFOY family...
GRIPHOOK is a GOBLIN...and the whole scenario reminded me so much of MARK, NIKOLAS and myself...forcing TOMLINSON the GOBLIN...to help us in the control centre, to send the CCTV tapes to an ISRAELI INTELLIGENCE SATELLITE instead of GOLDMAN SACHS...
One can see that the TEMPLARS were picking up telepathically what was going on around them...but had expressed it SYMBOLICALLY in their chapters, for this last HARRY POTTER book...
Additionally, HARRY POTTER breaking into that GOLD STASH...reminds me of the WWII 'bunker' in the ALPS...again...it is reminiscent of these final chapters of the book...GRIPHOOK aka TOMLINSON is also present again...
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I remember those dark LONDON streets...the CHRISTMAS period, during which MARK had taken me for a 'trip' around LONDON...down the darkened corridors of BUCKINGHAM PALACE...and to that XMAS PARTY thrown by the BIOS staff at the LSE...and he had jokingly referred to the pair of us as the ghosts of CHRISTMAS PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE...CHARLES DICKENS...A CHRISTMAS CAROL...because we could see the past, present and future...we were 'unique' in that way...'ghosts' upon the street...MARK was the true GHOST though...once he had given the closing down mind control command...nobody at that BIOS party could 'see' him...stage hypnotism. He could 'appear' and 'disappear' at will.
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So what is the LESBOS/TURKEY connection then? MR TOM had torn some of the coastline up of TURKEY too inside the 'snake's head' which has LESBOS at its centre...is this the home of the GOBLINS?
I wonder...we must have visited there in 1980...LESBOS...something is coming back...this is where ZYGOTE SLAVES would have been programmed to be 'lesbians'...i.e. to never marry, never have children...that sort of thing...to be subliminally programmed to understand that one's only use was one's 'eggs'...and NOT to be impregnated by a man of your own choice...
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I cannot remember who RON was at the 'enactment' of the drama at the MALFOY MANSION...but it was somebody who looked like a cross between so many men...MARK'S graphic designer...MARTIN AYRES...'ANDY' from my team (light brown hair, longish white face, blue eyes - medium height, slight build - not 'red-haired' at all)...but I didn't 'know' him at that point...I only knew him for being a really wimpy and terrified character around the TEMPLAR CASTLE and subsequently, I didn't like him much (so not ANDY then)...it was all such a BIG JOKE to me...I had no intention of taking ANY interest in this last book...not matter how much the ILL tried to involve me...
I was going to write my own story as the final 'book' and expose the lot of them...
However, one can see that it was a good ploy to get them all to write it collectively...the amassed information is really quite valuable...of course, the FSB would have been onto it in a flash...so DOBBY doesn't die and neither does he get 'sea lavender' upon his grave...DALDRY was penning that paragraph and asked me for a flower...I gave him 'lavender' and he replied that 'sometimes you are quite useful'...he immediately liked it - he related 'sea lavender' to PUTIN for some reason...I then walked to the window and pointed out that there as a massive lavender bush below his high-up study window in the Castle...I was worried that the word LAVENDER was 'beyond my vocabulary' at that point, during my reprogramming...DALDRY simply waved me off...told me to go away...he wasn't bothered...
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So it was ETI THE YETI'S family who were in posession of that GOLD STASH in the ALPS? What was the AMBASSADOR up to then? Was he a GOBLIN?
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THE GREEK ELEMENT...
ORANGE BLOSSOMS...apparently it is traditional (according to the ATLAS) to put wreaths of this upon the heads of the bride and bridegroom at a GREEK ORTHODOX WEDDING.
The film MY BIG FAT GREEK WEDDING was out in ST BARNARDOS for some while but having seen it...I didn't buy the secondhand video...
I am wondering about MARK and JENNIFER ANISTON now...FANI the GREEK MA student in my flat...had told me that ANISTON was from a GREEK family...
FANI was to suffer horribly at the hands of the ILL after I had left WARWICK UNIVERSITY...I have no idea why she stayed on to do another MA at CRER...she should have left after her MA in INTERNATIONAL POLITICS...where she was abused horribly by the 'blind' lecturer who used her like an unpaid slave, to do the research for his new paper upon Spanish and Italian notions of FASCISM during a certain modern history period - a topic she knew all about...but he knew next to nothing...he therefore wouldn't accept her essay upon this topic...he kept sending her away...week after week...to research another facet of it...all highly suspicious...until we worked it out...it was just slavery...he was writing a paper upon the subject himself...she was doing all of the work for him...
FANI spoke fluent English and Spanish...she was highly intelligent...I couldn't believe that her first degree had been from BRADFORD UNIVERSITY...she was far more gifted, academically and more intelligent, than most OXBRIDGE graduates that I have met.
FANI told me that her mother had attended an 'unknown to me' ART COLLEGE in the middle of nowhere...in some pretty town...where was it now...not the South West...a bit higher up and further over to the right - in the 1960s...I had asked her then...why didn't her mother want to go to a well-known LONDON art college? FANI had no answer...anyway, because her mother had done that...she had been allowed to complete her university education in the UK rather than in Greece...why BRADFORD? She had done her A' levels in English (in GREECE)...and had apparently done badly at them...I found that very hard to believe...her politics essays were brilliant and her spoken and written English - was perfect. I used to proofread her work...after she had spell-checked it (which I cannot do upon wordpad which annoys me consistently - nor do I have a decent dictionary here)...and my only quibbles were with certain less frequent phrasal verbs where even I couldn't make a choice between whether one mainly used 'to/at/in' etc, within that particular context. FANI had 'native' competency at English.
I tried to protect FANI as much as I could...and wrote to her, after I had left the UNIVERSITY but she never replied...I rang up HEATHER LAING who was still on campus as a 'monitor' in one of the houses...still completing her 'FILM STUDIES' Phd and she told me that she had met FANI who had burst into tears...FANI had been put into a B&B with an abusive family...miles away from the University...she had to catch a bus in - a half hour journey or more...the CRER staff were being horrible to her (the connection here would be ISLAM - Dabydeen's group - those who saw themselves as 'black panthers' although they had nothing against my Japanese friend who studied there - I suppose they wouldn't have wanted to cause offence there)...and her English boyfriend had just cruelly dumped her by simply turning up with another girl...I asked HEATHER if she could do something to help her...but HEATHER didn't know if she would meet her again...I wrote to FANI again...hoping that the letter would be forwarded to her, through the POST GRAD admissions office...I never heard from her again...I do hope that she managed to get herself back to GREECE safely...
Additionally, whilst I was still at the UNIVERSITY...FANI had finished with her longterm Greek Muslim boyfriend - whom she had met at Bradford. They had applied to WARWICK together and both had got in. He was a really friendly guy and would often sit and chat with the rest of us, in CLAYCROFT II flat kitchen..he was the one who had pointed out the TOWER OF BABEL upon my Centre's prospectus.
However, after she had finished with him - and not in an unkind fashion...he kept coming round...banging on her door and calling her every name under the Sun...mainly 'whore'...he had been planning upon marrying her...and couldn't believe how it had all gone pear-shaped...
Then the other Greek Muslim guys began to 'mob' her...it was as if she had collectively offended the lot of them. One of them - DIONYSUS approached me whilst I was walking into the centre of campus to tell me that FANI was just a Jewish whore who couldn't get enough of Muslim dicks...which didn't make any sense at all, considering the fact that she had just broken up with one of them...FANI had told us that her family's religion was GREEK ORTHODOX...so one has to say that these Muslim men had picked up on her looks as being 'of Jewish descent'...she looked like a blonde Italian Botticelli figure but with a long aquiline nose...and the Italians would repeatedly address her in Italian upon campus...so sure, were they, that she was Italian - although she didn't speak a word of the language and this all rather flummoxed her.
Thinking about how she then met the English 'pretty boy'...it was the SPANISH women students who had befriended FANI to take her to the campus 'pub'...where he worked...and they had encouraged her to go out with him...it all looks like such a 'fix' now...a RIMINGTON type of 'fix' to torture someone...or maybe a TOMLINSON one...i.e. the way in which he had tortured me, over the years for 'dumping him' at ESSEX UNIVERSITY.
One can see that one wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of GREEK MUSLIMS in relation to 'marriage'...or the ORTHODOX for that matter...I remember ALLISON STONIER had a nasty 'do' upon that topic...she had fled to GREECE to her beloved boyfriend YANI...after ESSEX UNIVERSITY...to flee again, later on...from what she termed the general 'machismo' of Greek Society and culture.
SYLVIA at the Prague DTO had her story to tell about Greek culture and marriage...she had lived in Greece for 15 years and was the longterm girlfriend of a Doctor there...until he asked his parents if he could marry her...NO (not Greek, not the right 'class', not the right anything)...he then dumped her...it broke her heart...she never looked at anyone else...left the country...went to teach in YEMEN for the BRITISH COUNCIL...after she had suffered a rather strange and severe 'operation' which she seemed reluctant to tell me about (as if she couldn't remember what it was...she looked confused)...it left her with terrible panic attacks...and she would sometimes wake up in the middle of the night, terrified that she was going to die but she had no idea why...and so would walk for miles, to the nearest house of friends.
Why am I circling GREECE and MARRIAGE? Because of LESBOS...because whilst I had been thinking about possible holiday destinations (before I went to SWITZERLAND)...I was thinking of the GREEK ISLANDS...and had then chosen a bottle of wine (RIMINGTON'S cue) at the MULHOUSE railway station WINERY before I left Switzerland...which would dictate what I did next...but I refused to choose one of her 'bottles'...and chose a SWISS one, instead...but I 'knew' that one of them represented a symbolic choice, in the film - that had been a 'stage direction' from RIMINGTON i.e. end up like SHIRLEY VALENTINE - who gets fed to the sharks - a 'new ending'...the choice of the GREEK ISLANDS...
Additionally, I am thinking of PRINCE PHILIP and his GREEK connection...also THE SIMPSONS and the 'joke feud' between ARI...and MONTY BURNS...where they start playing ILLuminati wars with the naval warships until PRESIDENT CARTER forces them to sign a truce...
ARIJABA...the name of NUMBER 6 across the street.
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I have also to mention ARIANNA - a drama student at DARTINGTON - whom everybody thought was 'totally off her head'...she was the daughter of a GREEK SHIPPING MAGNATE...she looked Jewish...Ashkenazim...but had dark hair and light brown eyes...ARIANNA had been sent to the infamous DARTINGTON SCHOOL...which had specialised in 'no education' or 'exams' at all...ARIANNA submitted that she had spent most of her time there, horse-riding and that the stories that went around about that school...after it had been closed down (still unclear why - but forcibly closed down)...were generally untrue.
ARIANNA wasn't bothered about what other people thought of her...and she often came round to see JACQUI CARROLL...she was a typical 'free spirit'...and I loved JACQUI'S story about how ARIANNA had completely trumped a visiting 'performance artist' after her presentation at the college...this performance artist had paid a boatman to pour different colours (from large paint pots) into the THAMES as he sailed towards the ISLE OF DOGS with this woman, swimming behind the boat, through the steam of colours in the water...no reason given for this peculiar activity...
Anyway, ARIANNA rushed off into the autumnal courtyard to return with a large dark RED 'maple' leaf upon the stem of which, she had tied a used tampon (which she had just whipped out)...and presented to this woman 'in sisterhood'...what was going on there? I found it hilarious...ARIANNA had spontaneously 'trumped' this woman in terms of 'performance art' and in front of her entire audience, who had been waiting around, to ask her questions, after her presentation...JACQUI said of the encounter and the shocked expression upon the woman's face 'I didn't know where to look EMILY, I didn't know where to look'...
The funny thing is...I relate this 'many different coloured paint-throwing'...with the LEGS (apparently 'male' and 'female' according to the gallery owner - but both looked from a female mannequin to me)...that had been splattered with gruesome colours...part of RIMINGTON/TOMLINSON'S programming materials...outside the new gallery at MANNINGTREE STATION. Additionally, Caroline had also suggested that we do an 'art performance' for our end of term assessment - by digging graves...and throwing paint at each other, in them...naked...then making a run for her car, behind the bushes, with the motor on and a key in the ignition...just in case, anybody took offence...now what put that idea into her head?
Additionally and with the encouragement of BIG PAUL...CAROLINE thought that it might be a good idea if we did an 'alternative marriage' ceremony for an 'anything and everything' night at the College bar...where you could get up and do 'anything' on stage...BIG PAUL was going to read out some ILL sermon marriage service...in DEATH-HEAD biker gear...CAROLINE would be dressed as an S/M madam (bridgegroom) in black leather, with a whip...and I had would be the virginal bride in white...naturally, I decided to pull out of that one...
People did some very weird stuff on stage...my personal favourite was JONTY (art department) who carried a large tape-recorder, on stage...and pressed PLAY now and then...in order to have a conversation with his own voice, upon the tape...which he called his SOUL...in order to have a 'dialogue' with his own 'SOUL'.
We were all ILL-programmed and we were all going crazy...some of us, more obviously than others.
A Jewish Ashkenazim guy who ran an antique shop in a nearby village...had also attended the same DARTINGTON SCHOOL...he appeared to be rather lonely and would turn up at the DARTINGTON COLLEGE student bar now and then...I remember one evening, he had decided to give me a tour of the campus in his landrover...it was a stormy night...a real thunderstorm...and I remember him almost turning the landrover over...he had circled the STEINER SCHOOL 'deserted building' and then gone down a steep grass verge (no headlights - he couldn't see it in the dark - he had turned off the car headlights which reflected upon the window panes, so that I could see into the house)...he had wanted to show me the back of this building for some reason - he had told me 'if you want to know what it is all about - there it is'...all rather odd...anyway, PAUL DIBBENS was to later, go around the back of this building...and I have related the rest, in other notes.
THE RUDLOPH STEINER SCHOOL...PAT ANDREW was to tell me about a trip to the HQ in Switzerland (whilst I was at ACORN VILLAGES LTD)...that she had made with TONY GREEN...to attend some seminar - related to 'learning disabilities'.
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The most obvious connection that I have mentioned is GREGORZOVITCH THE ILLUMINATOR (or however it was spelt in the JERUSALEM ARMENIAN MUSEUM)...and the fact that this name crops up as GREGOROVITCH in THE DEATHLY GALLOWS...
This historical guy was GREEK ORTHODOX (one of the very first missionaries to come back from Jerusalem)...and the Victorian painting of him depicts the guy in a river...'baptising' people...the odd thing is that they then 'cross' the river...they do not stay upon the same side...relevant?
Reminds me of the RIVER STYX in a way...
Finally, after pointing out that GREEK LETTER/SYMBOL in gold upon the white post of a GREEK ORTHODOX MONASTERY...which is located on the other side of TEMPLE MOUNT...and on the road leading to the main Church under THE MOUNT OF OLIVES...and how strange it was that SHARON had made me sit outside upon the white stone seat, until this old priest came out...who wouldn't let go of my hands...pretended he didn't understand my question about the symbol...as far as I can remember it wasn't an OMEGA...and that is what had puzzled me...you had the ALPHA upon one post and another GREEK letter upon the other...rather uncommon...
TOMLINSON is telling me that they will 'fucking murder me' if I go any further...
I know that the GREEK LETTERS were used to symbolise various mind control death threats...and that you could make them up with your hands...as hand symbols/gestures.
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All I can see here (looking through these notes upon the GREEK connection) is TRIBAL WARFARE between different cultures...and it is all centring upon MARRIAGE...marital contracts...families at war with each other...MOB CULTURE...mobs at war...mind control mobs with their armies of mind control slaves, at war...
I wonder if FANI was a 'cuckoo' in the nest? I had great sympathies with her...it is quite possible that she was in the same boat as myself...
I remember how a SICILIAN member of our flat - would consistently speak to FANI in Italian...she kept forgetting...something about FANI just screamed 'Italian'...to everybody.
So what can one deduce from this...that certain mobs steal the sperm/eggs off other mobs...to raise the 'children' of other nationalities/mobs - in their own countries - to then use them as mind control slaves, later on?
Upon the subject of ARIANNA...I wonder if the character ARIANA in THE DEATHLY GALLOWS was modelled upon her? What if ARIANNA had been such a rebel to the cult...that her family had tried to hive her away...and to DARTINGTON SCHOOL...had DARTINGTON SCHOOL been set up as a 'haven' for those who refused ILL programming? Is that why it got closed down? The local Council closed it down...is that because wealthy (probably Ashkenazim) families were using it to protect their children from further abuse?
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IF KARON does give me a key - what the f*** do I do with it?
Go down to the HA' PENNY PIER and check out which houseboat door it opens?
I have a big problem with doing 'mad' things in public (such as presenting a golden coin upon the top of a spoon and saying 'Tis a fearsome place...) - mainly because my parents have used this as a massive threat against me and for most of my life...'we will have you sectioned/put away if you ever dare to say that again'...
However, I am sure that this is all a 'laugh' for those who will watch the CCTV...I am equally sure that the CID or whoever, must have checked out those boats by now...and so one hopes that no children will be in danger, at this present time...
If my only presentiment is that I do not like doing 'mad' things in PUBLIC...then I should take a leaf out of ARIANNA'S book...besides, at worst KARON will probably think 'a hippie tripping' and I shall beat a hasty retreat...
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What happened on LESBOS?
Why have the PAINT POTS of many colours - come up as a 'coincidence'?
Those STAINED mannequin legs outside MISTLEY RAILWAY STATION (I mistakenly put down MANNINGTREE earlier on...) - they must have been put there as a WARNING...
I remember loving the popsong by JAPAN...about your 'secret' colours...your 'true' colours...and I remember ALISTER BAXTER asking me what my 'true colours' were?
This is all about COLOUR-CODING slaves, isn't it?
I am getting something back...and it is CALIBAN...
There was an abysmal production of THE TEMPEST which was put on by the BRITISH COUNCIL in PRAGUE...it was SO bad that I walked out halfway...I was furious...my weekend was precious and we had all been forced to go and see this TRIPE...you couldn't hear the actors and actresses...NONE of them had any idea of how to project their voices...and the auditorium was small...JUDITH ELLIOT and I were upon the balcony of this small theatre and upon the front row...the voices should have carried up to us but they didn't at all...I could barely hear a thing...the acting was like...like watching a bad school performance...I started laughing halfway through because the cast were so under-rehearsed that they didn't even know who was going to come on stage left or right...and at one point...this guy was left on stage, waiting for this silly woman who had forgotten to come on...and so he had started to adlib...and to crack jokes - out of the vernacular of the play...THEN the silly actress had decided to come on but not from the direction he was expecting and he virtually jumped out of his skin...I found that hilarious...nobody else in the theatre laughed...JUDITH pinched me really hard and told me to shut up...it was then that I decided to leave at half-time...to meet up with all of the other British Council workers in the lobby...who were 'moony-eyed' telling everybody how wonderful it had all been...particularly SUSAN SINCLAIR...and I made a sharp exit.
The only interesting thing about the entire production was CALIBAN who was moving like an 'upset jellyfish' around the stage...an interesting interpretation...he had some sort of costume on that suggested tendrils...in various gloomy shades of slimy grey/green rags...and he was making 'sea-like' movements with all of his limbs...
Those colours...I think that I can remember something of what happened upon LESBOS...I was standing upon a rocky place...in the sunlight...having this vile greenish/grey paint thrown at me...specifically my abdomen and legs...these were the 'worst' colours of the lot...I was naked...the entire course had been encouraged to shout abuse at me, as they stood clothed, hurling paint at me...I just wanted to cry...I was being mobbed by all of them...
I suppose that we were all allocated 'colours' there then...and mine were of the 'gong room' variety...and I suppose that this was related to THE TEMPEST...and to CALIBAN...
I was to talk about this representation of CALIBAN by the sad acting troup - with WILL SELF and RICHARD GILES later on...was it SELF who had been playing the part of CALIBAN...I begin to suspect that it might have been...it was such a sad and ineffectual portrayal...normally CALIBAN is represented as angry and rebellious...but the actor had looked harmless, gormless and helpless in his movements around the stage...somewhat bewildered...
Was LESBOS used as PROSPERO'S magical ISLE?
JARMAN had been fascinated with this particular play...as I have noted in my dissertation...
I have also to say that I remember MR WOODWARD at LANGLEY JUNIORS...a painting class he had held...3 of 4U were in that class...this was part of a new initiative to integrate the streamed classes in 'art lessons'...and once the paint had been allocated...I was left with three very dingy colours...a sort of dark purple/maroon, a dark dull green...and a dirty dark brown...I painted my 'XMAS DECORATION' with those colours...it looked awful - even though I had cut the best shape out of the white polystyrene sheet...and MR WOODWARD had said to me 'I see that you are a lover of dark colours'...that annoyed me a lot and I quickly pointed out that I had been forced to take those colours...there was a woman in the classroom who had allocated the paint...she wasn't a usual teacher...I never saw her at that school again...it must have been RIMINGTON or one of her 'helpers'...
I had had NO choice...at 10 years old...it appears that I was already in the 'gong room'...
the same colours that were to be thrown at me, upon LESBOS...similar colours upon those MANNEQUIN legs at MISTLEY station...
that is pretty much what I looked like...after they had finished with me...rather like CALIBAN in that godforsaken production...
This is somewhat interesting..so I was seen to be a 'native'...who had been usurped by the 'colonial' invaders?
Additionally, the WITCH who lived in a BLASTED OAK...Caliban's mother...but I think that I have already covered this ground, in other notes...
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I checked the post this morning...and found TWO letters...one from HANNI...and another for MARK COOPER...sounds familar...sounds like one of the guys around here who is an ex-dealer...who wants the ILL CULT to end...
Anyway, it was delivered by TNT...and has a green circle upon it which states:
SPECIAL INSTALLATION SERVICE FOR FLATS - SKY
BSKYB, 18 VICTORIA WAY, DERBY DE24 8AN UK
BARCODE: 8673145612004
So I have opened it...the address code is: 48412/00391
The Customer Communications guy is called JOHN ORISS (now hasn't ORY/ORI come up a lot?)
Code down the side of the letter: FSDON LT O47 (1108)
Code down the side of the envelope: FSDIRS OE (11/O8)
Other notes:
The envelope from HANNI has a small bird stamp...called something like a :
MOMICOIA SAXATILIS - it has a grey head...a reddish/faun breast and brown feathers with a few white ones...but it doesn't look like a ROBIN...
HANNI has now decided that I live in FLAT 6 for some reason...and her spelling of ENGLAND is odd:
ENG : AND
She has then written an L over the :
The card has a very colourful photograph upon it...of what appears to be water running over a rock in a stream...except that the rock has what appears to be GOLD in it...it is very odd...I cannot make it out...and then some grass turf upon the bank...and then lots of red flowers...
Stiftung Umwelt-Einsatz Schwiez
Fondations Actions en Faveur de l'Environement
Ortbuhlweg 44, 3612 Steffisburg
www.umwelteinsatz.ch
Foto: Romano Pedetti, Romanshorn
First letter code:
MIPBABHKOAMWIMAMTC
MI PB AB HKO A MW IMAM TC
HKO...the set of classes which constituted half of my year - at LANGLEY SENIORS.
This letter doesn't read as if it were from HANNI...nor is her typewriter used...the fullstops appear in the middle of the line, rather than at the bottom of it...although the signature appears to be hers...
Additionally, there is a 'middle of the line' code:
I i o b (y) e s E r u t i t
I figure this is about the IO cult...and RIMINGTON appears to be running it from CH...
So the ISLAMIC NWO is going full steam ahead as far as she is concerned...I detect her 'hand' behind this card...just like MANNEKE had told me...he knew of the plans, in INDONESIA 2004...
Will she dress in a BURKHA though...or will she make TOMLINSON do that? He is her 'slave consort' after all...not so much a LEADER as he might imagine...but on a LEAD.
I suppose this is all PRINCE CHARLES’ ‘wish’…he is obviously behind it…hoping ot end up an IMAM of the NWO too. Some hopes. The man is an imbecile.
I have to add here, that I was reading PETRONELLA’S mind yesterday evening…she had high hopes of becoming TOMLINSON’S ‘QUEEN’ of the NWO – something which he had promised her…I flashbacked to TOMLINSON laughing at her gullibility – she is condemned to FLAT 1 as a ‘bat programmer’ for life. Just like the ‘owl lady’ in HOTEL HARDER MINERVA. I remember him laughing to RIMINGTON about PETRONELLA – how she had ‘deserved’ it because she had believed him – another sucker.
Other notes:
Some time ago – I remember querying the ROBINSON’S cordial RIBENA…what a strange name – where had it come from?
I found out last night:
RICHENBACH…
Take out the two CHs and what have you got? RIENBA…an anagram of RIBENA.
MARK was in charge or in control of this company? One of the ROBINSONS? If so, I put JOHN WATERS in danger, by sending MARK to him…MR ROBINSON had been JOHN WATERS’ first programmer in the USA…
Other notes:
Additionally, what was TOMLINSON doing – suggesting that MOHAMMED EL FAYED (I spelt the name wrongly before i.e. FAJED)…was behind LADY DIANA’S death?
TOMLINSON is from the same extended family of FAYED…and so it is possible that he would know…so why was he casting that sort of aspersion in the direction of MOHAMMED EL FAYED upon his blogspot under the guise of CUERVOBRILLANTE?
ILL FATHERS are not normally particularly attached to their children, it is true…they tend to sacrifice them where necessary…having had them in the first place, in order to sell them into slavery…to make money out of them…
Was the death of DIANA linked to this ‘battle’ between Islam and the Western world?
I bet the MOB are thinking about skinning PRINCE CHARLES like a rabbit, at this point in time…
It makes reminds me of the death of GIOVANNI VERSACE for some reason…apparently a ‘call boy’ had murdered him…rather like the time when I had tried to protect the head of MI5 aka ‘Fatty Arbuckle’…but he couldn’t resist using mind control prostitutes – despite my warning not to – he figured that if I showed RIMINGTON the VICTORIA CROSS which he gave me – that would put a stop to her antics - it didn’t, it only made her more furious and determined to get him - ‘Fatty’ ended up with SHANA (who drugged him) in one of those tiny bedrooms above MI5 offices – near Waterloo Bridge and then RIMINGTON appeared out of the wardrobe, brandishing her metal coathanger…
If you would like to know how the medical profession view 'child abuse' and invasive surgery practised upon children, down the ages...try this fascinating article:
http://www.helnwein.com/texte/international_texts/artikel_1982.html
British Association for Paediatric Otorhinolaryngology (BAPO)
International Congress Series 1254 (2003) 27–68
Wolfgang Pirsig
Ulm University Hospital
OTORHINOLARYNGOLOGICAL ASPECTS OF HANDICAPPED CHILDREN IN VISUAL ARTS
ZORK GRAND INQUISITOR walkthrough contains the HADES scene.
http://www.isprs.org/commission1/ankara06/isprsAnkara.htm
GOTTFRIED in ANKARA?
Anything to do with where this man stayed?
MAPPING FROM SPACE
Keynote Speaker: Gottfried Konecny
Gottfried Konecny
Emeritus Professor,
University of Hannover, Germany
konecnygottfried@yahoo.de
NOTES CONT'D:
http://yournewreality.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html
The length and breadth of the range of this blogspot is extraordinary...covers many topics which I have covered (but I couldn't give any detailed comments or context in relation to the political/economic sphere) in my notes...it even has a summary of the HARRY POTTER books...which naturally, I found very interesting but will have to hang judgement...having not read the last one (which I didn't write) in its entirety yet...
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
OSBORNE AND ALLEN - a cardboard box going into PETRONELLA'S flat...especially delivered by a largish white van which specialises in HOME DELIVERIES (he often calls round to her flat and delivers stuff - as if she hasn't got enough in there...)
Anyway, I saw the side of this van and flashbacked to TOMLINSON pointing this van (and driver) out as 'one of his own'...and to prove it, he pointed out the wording upon the side of the van - most of the letters were missing in the 'advertisement'...sprayed over with white paint, probably, to read:
HOME
RI
ORI
I think that the connection was supposed to be ORY DE VILLE (? at the end of the GREEN line upon the Parisian RER service) but no idea at all really ...just that ORI and variations of it come up frequently...and his 'illegitimate son' was called ORLY...by the TEMPLARS...as in ORLANDO BLOOM.
I am supposing that the RI used to be DELIVERIES...but not sure about the ORI yet...
The registration plate of this white van is BU56 GVL.
I then started to think about OSBORNE...not a 'good name'...but what about ALLEN?
I thought about RICK ALLEN from DARTINGTON...and then DAVE ALLEN, the IRISH comedian that I had loved as a child...the BROWNE family and my family used to watch his 9 O' Clock show until DAD banned us from watching it...because it 'was on too late'...HELEN had an exception made for her (upon that particular night) and so I used to relish going round to hers, for supper after school...we were allowed to stay up especially to watch it.
Thinking about ALLEN now...he was handsome in the 1970s...well-dressed...dressed in the style of WHITE RABBIT...the same as the BAUER grandfather...the same as MR PUTIN in Gydnia...the brown pinstriped suit...with the tightly fitting and done-up waistcoat...he was a veritable 'white rabbit', put on show to the PUBLIC...toying with his whiskey and getting violently angry (in a 'gentlemanly way') about Society in general and how it was all going to the dogs...he obviously voiced the opinion of many.
Is that what RABBITS are supposed to do? Is that what I am doing now?
Anyway, I talked about DAVE ALLEN at that PRAGUE PARTY in 1995...and one of his jokes about 'aging'...it made DALDRY laugh...he obviously hadn't seen that particular programme...where ALLEN talks about the film SUNSET BOULEVARD and how he had seen it several times in his life and at different ages...first as an 'underage school kid' in the local fleapit, who had gone 'yeeuuuch' at the sight of GLORIA SWANSON's retired movie star (Senior Citizen status) trying to seduce the youngish detective...secondly as a young man, whereupon he still turned up his nose at her as somebody's 'granny' and definitely past it...and finally, once he had seen the film again when he was himself, past middle age...his reaction to SWANSON was 'Cor...that's a bit of all right'...
I have no idea why I recited all of that to DALDRY...but maybe it was about trying to wake him up as to how old he was...how perceptions change as we get older...particularly in relation to who is 'sexually fanciable' and who is not...
I wonder if TOMLINSON'S violent paedophilia whilst he was in a 4 year old boy 'alter'...was to do with having been trained to RAPE whilst in the mind of a child...but in the body of a man...no wonder he gained no pleasure from sexual intercourse...a child wouldn't...it would be meaningless to a child...it was an auto-compulsive need for him...nothing to do with what is normally associated with sex and sexuality...it appeared to be a matter of life and death to him...i.e. if he didn't rape a child when he felt like it...something might explode/detonate within his mind and destroy him. All ILL programming.
This is not to do with ADDICTION to an EXTERNAL source - this is about a man driven by FEAR by because of an INTERNAL source. No wonder psychiatrists and psychologists have been unable to get to grips with ILL paedophiles.
I made that abundantly clear to DALDRY in relation to sex and sexuality...although perhaps I wasn't clear enough about what was going on with him, myself...i.e. when I told MALCOLM that DALDRY'S worst secret...the thing that he didn't want anybody to know...was that he was so 'easy', you didn't even need to buy him a drink....he would fuck a chicken, if desperate.
DALDRY, until that point, had been pretending to MALCOLM that he was 'very discriminating'...he didn't frequent 'on scene' gay bars...he was 'select' in his few, chosen 'friends' etc. After what I had said, DALDRY appeared to take that one in good part - looked up at the ceiling, his head back - and bellowed with laughter - for a considerable amount of time. It was impossible to stop him laughing and the entire PARTY then went silent, watching him/us/that trio - in the centre of the room.
SELF and GILES had told me the story of DALDRY in hospital...how after he had fallen off his bike, drunk, in the centre of LONDON and got run over...ended up in a private room and had persuaded the nurse to 'sit' on him in order to assuage his sexual needs...whilst his leg was up in plaster, he had a cracked rib and broken arm...amidst other less awful injuries...
SELF and GILES cackled that the ROYAL COURT THEATRE had fallen over themselves with GLEE about the whole thing...DALDRY was their 'artistic director' at that time....and not one of them had even written him a 'get well card' (the fact that these so-called 'macho' men had even thought about GET WELL cards, was 'telling' - just snivelling, little schoolboys)...apart from the woman who ran the 'translation/foreign plays' dept ,or something of that nature...she was completely loyal to DALDRY and made trips to the hospital...so that they all knew what was going on...after they had quizzed her upon it.
I thought at the time...DALDRY is an A1 bastard...but even so...those, as 'shabby' in terms of personality and behaviour - as untalented as GILES and RICKSON (at least DALDRY had talent, despite being an utter bastard)...here again...the sick dogs were 'mobbing'...once their 'leader' was down...trying to kick him to death...there was something so unsavoury and disgusting about it...that for once, I took DALDRY's side...against them.
The wrong move - one should NEVER side with any of the ILL - they are all on the 'same side' (even when they 'fight') - a lesson that I have subsequently learnt.
How was I to know that DALDRY's demonic alter had been so offended by my behaviour...and was to break into my flat with OLIVER and a whole load of his ILL THUGS to torture me out of my mind (almost)...and PETER SMITH (the DTO manager) was to state, in the most 'high camp' way, at the DTO - 'some of us behaved in the most appalling ways...etc' at that party...upon the MONDAY morning back at the DTO...
I gave him an insouciant smile 'did they really, PETER, who precisely?'...he didn't say...he just eyed me, like a threatened KOMODO lizard...never taking his eyes off me...as he slowly walked out of the staffroom.
I was back in my 'good as gold'...'the best teamplayer in the place' mode.
I have to say that I might have got on with PETER SMITH without seeing him as my 'ARCH ENEMY' throughout my 2 years there...but he was heavily involved in heaven knows what...his RUSSIAN MAFIA friends...he even had his neck put in a brace, at one point...around the time that 'unfortunate' things started to happen...i.e. the 'fathers' of people that had caused me the most harm, in that DTO...started dying off or being sent to 'critical ward' in the UK...including PETER SMITH'S...I am amazed that his father was still around (must have been a lie but he went back to the UK anyway)...and this was all, just after RICHARD TOMLINSON had been released from a UK JAIL...
Years later...after having profitted immensely from the British Council alliance and his 'arranged marriage' to RACHEL DAVIES...TOBY MACKLIN was to submit upon some blogspot/website that his brother used to visit his family (he had two young boys by that point) now and also that TOMLINSON was in the habit of visiting CYPRUS where his new family lived.
Specifically Northern Cyprus...the Islamic part...and one can guess why...TOBY then penned an ILL children's story about a ROCKING HORSE...one of the worst ILL programming books...the child is made to feel as if it has no limbs...and can only 'rock' from side to side...the ILL also had a joke attached to this programming i.e. RUSSELL..."what do you call a thalidomide with no arms and legs in a pile of leaves? RUSTLE.
The very University where TOBY MACKLIN had worked...in NORTHERN CYPRUS...some Professor asked me for interview...whilst I was in Israel (only a 1/2 hour flight flight from Tel Aviv and a cheap one - the countries are virtually 'neighbouring' ones, like FRANCE and the UK - across the sea)...I decided that it would be best not to reply to such an 'offer'.
Other notes:
I had another trip around SOMERFIELDS today...to remove yet MORE programming objects from the specific sites around the supermarket...left out on the floor...as usual, objects were ONLY left on the floor in these specific places...and all of these locations now have huge FATHER XMAS placards in front of them...it is XMAS after all...or the run-up to it...
I wonder what the ILL meaning is behind leaving these programming objects at the foot of FATHER XMAS?
I know who leaves them out now...the guy who once did a few 'home deliveries' but not often...he appears to be the store manager...or some such title...he gets very perturbed as he checks the aisles to see that the objects have been removed...however, he doesn't put them back again...MARK had told me...the ILL use this guy, into the ground...he is now suffering from Cancer (induced by ILL programming)...and will die soon...
Other notes:
My mother put £300 into my bank account...I cannot say that I am 'grateful' but it allows me to continue...I am wary of giving anybody, i.e. my erstwhile parents, any 'thanks' at all...they are simply paying back what they stole from me...
I found that out - at the cashpoint...I haven't tried the 3069/2679 code yet...but may do, tomorrow...
Anyway, spending my last few coppers upon food (before I knew that any money would be coming in and only having half a bag of rice left upon Sunday)...made me buy what I would never normally buy...CHEAP EGGS...those priced at a minimal cost at SOMERFIELDS...in their cheap 'economy' YELLOW packing...I have never ever seen anybody buy those eggs at the till...
Looking back...at my past...to DARTINGTON...ALISTER BAXTER had shamed me into buying the expensive free-range eggs whilst we were at DARTINGTON...at the local supermarket...something that I did when I felt 'flush' at the beginning of a term but as it dragged on...and my part-time jobs dried up...I started to buy the cheapest eggs...BAXTER went into apoplexy...how could you...what do you have against 'chickens' the most defenceless creatures of the lot (I suppose he meant in relation to farm animals)...I retorted with a FISHWICK argument that 'chickens have as much brain as a field of corn'...it made him laugh but he still continued to attack me for it...
For my own part...I used to live virtually opposite to the VEGAN HEALTH STORE...who used to hang plastic bags of 'organically grown vegetables that had gone bad' outside their shop...and I used to buy them...and cut away the bad...a cheap way of doing things...I was 'environmentally aware' but knew that in general...you had to have MONEY to be able to do so, in the SUPERMARKET. The bags outside the VEGAN shop cost 50p for you to take them away...all right by me. I also got all sorts of strange vegetables in those plastic bags that I was unsure about how to deal with...it was all fun...rather like being in TOOTING BEC again and at an INDIAN market grocers...
No other students bought those 'cheap bags'...not even JACQUI CARROLL and she even tut-tutted at me for doing so...but it was 'grandma Clayton' coming out in me...waste not, want not...a good system. You just peel the organic fruit/veg and cut out the 'bad' - what is the problem with that one? To do with ILL programming? The 'organic' shop was hideously expensive, for EVERYTHING otherwise.
Other notes:
A silly one maybe...but this is about EGGS in DOVERCOURT SOMERFIELD supermarket..
RIMINGTON told me that if I wanted to BUY the TASTIEST eggs in SOMERFIELDS...that I should buy their CHEAPEST BRAND...i.e the YELLOW brand. Somerfields 'economy brand'.
I immediately disagreed with her...environmentally unsound - surely battery-farmed...she just 'sniffed' at me...didn't say a word further upon the subject apart from to repeat that they were the BEST EGGS...they tasted better than any of the others...and it is true - they do - because they are much FRESHER than the others - you can tell by the albumen.
Looking at the second pack of these eggs in the YELLOW ECONOMY box, that I bought two days ago...upon the 1st December...they have a red LION stamp on them and the date 03Dec...although the box has sell-by 13DEC...what is going on?
LION IMAGE - CAGE 3
UK 1320 i
BBi 3DEC
Why - upon the 1st December, were these undeniably 'fresh' eggs - stamped as being 3rd December? Unless the 'i' is supposed to be a '1' and so therefore 13 but there is a '1' in the number code 1320...so the stamp is capable of producing a '1'...
So many scams operating in SOMERFIELDS...you wouldn't believe...the URANIUM at the back, in crayon packets...the 'cheap decent wine' hived off down the back of an aisle (now removed) for RIMINGTON'S mind control sex slaves...the constant reprogramming of slaves via the programming sites, in which specific objects are put...and the 'treasure hunts' put out for the new intake of young people being ILL-PROGRAMMED - anything else I should know?
Other notes:
WEDNESDAY MORNING...
Yesterday, I tried out the GOLDEN COIN SPOON 'trick' upon KARON...I didn't wait until she was alone...she was serving at the till with an assistant standing by the next til and so I waited until she had finished...with the spoon in my pocket...
I put my goods onto the table and she said:
"Could so-and-so serve you instead?"
I replied 'yes' and then whipped the spoon out (because we normally have a quick 'chat' about things)...and asked her to have a look at it, I mentioned that I thought it might be from Turkey and that there was an inscription upon it:
"Tis a fearsome place as I HA' heard tell"
Obviously there wasn't but she didn't disagree with me. She then asked me 'do you collect spoons?'
I blustered a bit, took the spoon back and then moved on to pay at the next till.
KARON disappeared into their stockroom. Behind a door with a number keypad upon it - you cannot see through the dark glass into the back. I waited around a bit...unsure as to what would happen...I supposed that she must have gone to the toilet...but she didn't reappear and so I left.
Later on, the 'BIRDS' told me that she had indeed contacted the UNDERWORLD - the phone was being tapped. She wanted to know why I had been sent and not TOMLINSON - the whole thing had worried her considerably.
It also worries me. I am now a 'known' investigator into this ILL GAME.
Other notes:
PRIVATE EYE has run a spoof column about SPOON-COLLECTING for quite a few years now. Every fortnightly edition carries a 'spoof interview' with a 'celebrity' or famous politician etc...where they discuss their collection of SPOONS - and answer all sorts of absurd questions about them...philosophical ones...religious ones...downright silly ones...and the usual ones...'how long have you been spoon-collecting...what is your favourite spoon...can you tell me a funny story about a spoon...etc'
I had always wondered what the 'joke' there, was - 'spoon collecting' didn't appear particularly humorous to me...now I know. It is an ILL code system - ludicrous but true.
Other notes:
I woke up this morning...between sleeping and waking...thinking about how RIMINGTON had been boasting that she lived in BRITTANY...upon that COLOR blogspot...or was it the MY FRENCH FANCY blogspot...the latter was her 'personal website'...the COLOR blogspot was set up for ROWLING...you can even see her crappy handwriting upon it i.e. her French exercise books...the only thing that she was marginally good at...she then studied French at University...I remember listening to her speak French...no attempt at an accent at all...but she could communicate...
Look at ROWLING'S handwriting...the loopy joined up style of a conformist right hander...nothing like the notes written by my somewhat erratic left hand (I never really fixed upon one style and kept trying to modify my handwriting now and then - mainly because TOMLINSON complained that it was sometimes unreadable)...folders and folders full of scribbled A4 pages - which constitute the main body of all of the HARRY POTTER books, except the last one...
HELEN BROWNE...I remembered how she had got a U as in UNCLASSIFIED in her French A' level...and so it was with some surprise that I remembered her telling me that she and her husband had moved to France...we were at the Templar Castle...I was leading her by the nose, through the writing of that DOE chapter for THE DEATHY GALLOWS...that evil woman, she has milked me for everything that she could get and for most of her life...and then she gets to live in a lovely house...in England or France and has subsequently lived, a life of luxury...
I then got a 'flash' of something...HELEN had been one of RIMINGTON'S biggest 'fences' out there...and I then had an image of the FRENCH POLICE arresting HELEN and locking her in a cell...she was to be charged with something serious but I couldn't make out what...is she in a French jail now? Now I remember...her married name was HORNER.
The French Police hadn't decided upon a precise sentence but 30 years was given as a ballpark figure...she was not allowed to be extradited back to the UK - having become a 'resident' of France. 'Resident Evil' in France then...as far as the French see it...I do hope that her father is still alive to witness this...'take the consequences of your actions - you taught your daughter to lie, cheat and steal...and this is where it has got her'.
I also got a few more images of 'dawn raids'...RIMINGTON'S 'friends'...their houses in France, were all being raided...the French Police were of the opinion that there would be no more WACOS in their country...and one can see why...after two of 'their own' were brutally murdered by the TEMPLARS and then hung off the Castle walls.
Additionally, I remember walking up the road from VIEILLEY towards BONNAY...and there is a little village in between (I wish I could remember the name - Voray? I am sure this village began with a B - maybe it was BONNAY...it has been so long since I have been back there - at any rate - I simply walked up the Rue Charles de Gaulle in the Besancon direction)...and if you take the side road out of it, down to the old railway, heading towards the RIVER OIGNON...you can see a rather spectacular CHATEAU behind large bricks walls...with ancient 'HOP' kiln structures...or something like that...
I have always been fascinated by that chateau...it looked strangely forbidding and macabre to me...I would try to peer over the walls...there were programming objects left out in the garden...I now know that the ILL also used this building but I cannot remember who actually owned it...
My mother told me...years back...that it was owned by some Northern European couple who were high up in the EU bureaucracy...she had met them once, when my parents had first moved to Vieilley but never again...these people were terribly rich and in 'elite' circles of power. They didn't live at that chateau and they rarely used it.
Why am I picking up that this chateau belonged to PETER MANDELSON? Is that where the ILL captured and tortured him? I walked past it so many times...trying to remember...trying to work it out...I had been in there...a memory is trying to come back...he appeared to be fighting the ILL...but I can also remember RIMINGTON walking down that road to the old railway...were the ILL camping out around him...to get him? I have a faint memory 'on the other side of the mirror' of being in that chateau...although normally, there were never any lights on...nobody at home...
My mother however, was vague about who lived there...maybe Scandinavians...or the Dutch/Danish...she couldn't remember...
I have never ever thought that MANDELSON was a particularly bad guy...but equally never really understood why...given the PRINCE OF DARKNESS image, that the UK newspapers continually give out...maybe that is because I was there, when the ILL kidnapped and tortured him...
I had always thought that getting rid of the 'brains' behind NEW LABOUR was a bad idea...whatever the guy's personality was like...cutting off your nose to spite your face (or literally taking your brain out - either way)...and they got rid of him, pretty quickly...that would have been a TEMPLAR/ROYAL decision...and then DALDRY admitting that they couldn't get MANDELSON back under mind control again...no matter how much they tortured him...
I have an image of him, being inside that chateau...and the floor being of black and white tiles...I could see out of the ground floor, back windows...into the large, walled garden behind...
Anyway, the fact that PETER MANDELSON has now been reinstated into GORDON BROWN'S government - must represent some sea-change in ILL thinking - perhaps a TEMPLAR revolt against the CROWN...who knows?
Other notes:
I have reason to believe that MANDELSON was working for the MOSSAD though...which makes things more complicated...in terms of those I could trust who worked for that service and those that I couldn't...i.e. those who planted a bomb in my luggage.
The network keeps on calling me:
STUUU-PID BUNNY RABBIT...
They are elongating the STUUU for some reason to make it sound like STEW...
STEWART?...why is that DJ called ED STEWART coming up? He must have been another ILL programmer - whom we were forced to meet up with...in 1980.
One can see that the MUSIC BUSINESS (like with the Country and Western scene in Cathy O' Brien's expose)...had been heavily infiltrated by the ILL ...and for obvious reasons i.e. sound-recording desks/studios and HARMONICS...the laying down of 'tracks'...
I now know the full ILL meaning of BUNNY - 'a bun in the oven' and a 'knee whore'.
So STU- P-ID
What is P-ID...rather like P-DOE...HELEN BROWNE'S 'signature'? Was she involved in the paedophile trade too? She must have done something really bad, to be looking at 30 years in a French jail...who was it who had once called her 'jailbait'...that would have been LINDA FORD at 6th Form College...
Other notes:
The RAW LIBRARY stage hasn't appeared again recently...I wonder why?
So when are these 'LEADERS' of the Islamic NWO going to reveal themselves, then?
Or has the 'moment' passed already?
I am looking forward to seeing TOMLINSON in a BURKHA - three steps behind RIMINGTON on stage...
Will PRINCE CHARLES appear on the BUCKINGHAM PALACE balcony, dressed in a SAUDI outfit...I am beginning to remember...THAT was the idea, or rather...RIMINGTON telling me that this was the venue and location for the moment of 'revelation' - they would all walk through those windows out onto that large terrace/balcony...to reveal themselves, to the assembled crowds of mind control slaves.
I suppose that MARK and his people - had been organising experimental 'mind control events' - such as the one in that LONDON park where everybody had to take their clothes off, in order to be photographed as a PRECURSOR to the 'main event' which would be in front of BUCKINGHAM PALACE...and those like CHARLES SAATCHI would be in attendence in the crowds...anybody and everybody...would be there, to 'pay homage'...I would guess that this would tie in with the QUEEN having abdicated...or having been murdered...either way.
I am remembering so much more now...the LONDON police were trying to break up this 'naked photograph stunt'...and people were streaking back across the park...to retrieve their clothes...I watched them...I then 'let' myself by caught by the Police...intentionally...that is how I ended up helping them to 'arrest' the ILL in that London recording studio...RIMINGTON, TOMLINSON, MARR, DALDRY, SHANA...so many of them in there...so what happened?
How and why did they all get released again? I wasn't arrested and so I have no idea what happened next...
Other notes:
PETER MANDELSON...I am guessing here but what if MARK had deprogrammed him circa 1994...whilst MARK was still one of the 'good guys'...before he, himself got 'kidnapped' again.
As far as I can see...MARK was pulling out people of 'Jewish descent' and that would naturally have included MANDELSON even though I seem to remember that his father had converted to Catholicism and he is, himself a Catholic.
I can now understand why MARK was trying to put together a CHRISTIAN army of mind control slaves...he knew about the Islamic NWO plans...the Christian global population is massive...and that would be the obvious choice...way to go...in relation to putting up a 'front'.
MARK had advised me to 'remember everything' after deprogramming...but unlike somebody like MANDELSON, who had the money and power to protect himself...I did not...therefore the ILL would easily find me, kidnap me and torture me under mind control again...once they had realised that I could remember everything...and possibly, they might have murdered me. Therefore, I figured that if I couldn't remember a thing...I would be safer...they would only try to update my 'programming' rather than put me through the whole thing, again.
MARK's only other advice to me was to 'remember' and to go to the FAR EAST where the ILL probably wouldn't be able to find me...to my mind...that meant ditching my passport and trying to find another way to get to the East via ships/boats, as a stowaway (to avoid being picked up/tracked by border control passport checks)...this didn't sound feasible to me at all...besides, I wasn't a 'criminal' and so why should I be forced to go 'on the run'? I had about £2000 saved in 1994 - but that wouldn't last long...
Not remembering anything, worked for most of the time...the ILL had no idea...my memory was 'shot'...and it really was...I didn't have to act that way...and so it was relatively easy to pass myself off as still being under mind control (they just thought I was being stupid if I made a mistake or mucked up their plans). However, that also meant that I had no 'big picture' upon what was going on around me at all...and so I was really 'in the dark', although not under mind control...able to act against them but with no guiding 'sense' in terms of what would be the best thing to do...just 'instinct'.
Other notes:
Will PRINCE CHARLES' Islamic NWO actually come about?
The BRITISH POLICE appear to have 'wised up' since the arrest and then release of RIMINGTON'S mob...in relation to ILL MIND CONTROL. I do not suppose that they would be 'released' so easily again.
The FRENCH POLICE are obviously furious...
It reminds me of the time in France...around 2003...where a Muslim schoolgirl took a case to court...but was over-ruled by the local MAYOR...she had wanted to wear a BURKHA...and this had cut deep - at the very roots of the FRENCH conception of themselves and what they believed in...
Unlike the ENGLISH...the FRENCH are deeply proud of their political system...of EGALITE etc...their REPUBLIC...socialism with free market forces...they are also deeply proud of their CULTURE...and if you want to live in their country, you abide by THEIR rules...and if you do not want to abide by their rules and to respect THEIR culture...then you can go and live elsewhere. It was quite obvious that the FRENCH would put their collective foot down...as soon as the case was brought to court. It cut against the image that the FRENCH had of themselves...of everything that they believed in.
MANNEKE was horrified by this, in 2004...he appeared to be 'impartial' as far as the Islamic NWO was concerned...but on the other hand...this piece of news from FRANCE...appeared to worry him deeply...I was in JAKARTA, Indonesia at the time...MANNEKE felt that the Islamic NWO was inevitable and that one just had to accept it...MANNEKE then quoted OSWALD MOSELEY and told me that he could foresee 'rivers of blood' in FRANCE...the Islamic NWO would not give up that easily...
Other notes:
The funniest thing about all of this...is that I have almost continuously heard ETI THE YETI (no idea how you spell ETI - it just sounded like that)...screeching at his 'followers' that I had found him out...he appeared to be part of the Islamic NWO HQ...their headquarters...reporting back to TOMLINSON?
ETI has always been an interesting one to me...having regained my memories of him in 1980...he was a 'born leader'...and MARK followed...
Years later, MARK then got him under mind control...but one wonders for how long...if you are not a cut-throat born leader...and MARK was a bit too much of a 'nice guy' for that one...(and you cannot be a 'nice guy', with those like ETI below you)...I wonder about ETI'S 'status' nowadays? Did ETI gain power over MARK?
MARK had wanted to build up his Christian army in 1994...and now I can see why...was ETI helping (or even 'running') those like RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON to build up the Islamic 'revolution' to usher in PRINCE CHARLES' Islamic NWO?
RIMINGTON was sold on the whole idea 'Come to me, OH my husband'...in that clinic underground...along with the Saudi men, being pampered by their women...
Other notes:
I am beginning to remember what we 'changed'...the CIA guy and I...in Shanghai...back to the future...
OBAMA...the very idea of an Islamic NWO in the USA had scared the CIA guy considerably...and so we made a few alterations...
I was reading an article upon DAVID ICKE'S site the other day...about how OBAMA'S father was a serving CIA officer...and therefore his son would almost certainly be too...and that was the seed...that is what prompted the memory...the importance of making sure that OBAMA had been deprogrammed from the Islamic NWO...and as part of the CIA, that would be relatively easy to do...it remains to be seen, how 'effective' that deprogramming was...
How funny...if OBAMA turns out to be another MR PUTIN then...they are really quite similar now...ex-spooks...deprogrammed from the ILL CULT...friendly towards the Middle-East and the REAL Islamic cultures of this world...PRESIDENT PUTIN (with the support of France) stood by IRAN in order to stop BUSH from planning an invasion...
Although MR ICKE points out that OBAMA is also 'over-friendly' with Israel...but one doesn't know whether that is with the ILL of Israel - or the 'good ones'...
Other notes:
I had been scared by OBAMA'S origins...his education at an Islamic school in Indonesia...when OBAMA'S past, first began to come out in the newspapers...this leads back to the GREEN mind control program, in JAKARTA...CRAIG BROWN'S GREEN HOUSE (Brown was the 'academic director' at EF SCHOOLS - the biggest EFL franchise in the country)...and I was to tell him, in no uncertain terms, to get out of there...to stop what he was doing now...and he promptly packed his bags and left for the USA...the British Orthodox Ashkenazim guy, who ran EF SCHOOLS in Indonesia - then tried to drug me and to screw money out of me...but didn't manage it...as I have related in previous notes...
Was MANNEKE a victim of this GREEN program in JAKARTA? He had big connections with the BRITISH COUNCIL there...
I would bet that ALL Islamic countries were victims of this GREEN HOUSE...including TURKEY and poor old AYSE...
Anyway, I would guess but I have no idea...that CRAIG BROWN was CIA - being recalled for 'reprogramming'...the movement against the Islamic NWO was underway...and I was acting as a CIA messenger...
What were MANNINGHAM-BULLER and MARR doing - why had they wanted that TSUNAMI to hit the area around ACEH?
I wonder now about MANNINGHAM-BULLER...she had been cast as HERMIONE in the last HARRY POTTER book...
Why was PRESIDENT PUTIN so shocked by that message?
He was still part of the Islamic NWO at that point...so the tsunami would have either hit 'Russian interests' or NWO ones...that is why he found the news, so unbelievable. What was MANNINGHAM-BULLER up to? Why did she want him to know such news?
Why did MACDONALD want me to tell MANNEKE about the tsunami?
Too late...I discovered that MACDONALD was NOT to be trusted...but one can guess that it all worked out well for the CIA...they came out of it, smelling of roses...the British Insurance companies were hit badly...the CROWN and their Templars suffered...
I can now see that the real reason for going to INDONESIA was not to forewarn MANNEKE but to tell CRAIG BROWN to stop what he was doing immediately and to get out...to stop ILL mind control programming in Indonesia.
Other notes:
Many apologies then, PRESIDENT OBAMA, for calling you a 'rat face' but my initial memories of you - were that you had been 'groomed' for high office, by the Islamic NWO...now, I can see that your agenda is most likely to be completely different...although I have no idea what...
Other notes:
In overview...one can see that those who call themselves 'ASHKENAZIM' or who are of ASHKENAZIM descent e.g. PRINCE CHARLES, STEVEN SPIELBERG, STELLA RIMINGTON...were going to try to bring about an ISLAMIC NWO...they would all reveal themselves as 'converts to Islam'...and the new rulers of the world...
Those like TOMLINSON and ETI were also going to 'rule'...naturally, TOMLINSON was more than happy with the whole 'deal'...he had been brought up a Muslim and so that would have made things so much easier...he would get lots of money, his own harem and continue to abuse children...what more could he want?
Other notes:
I suppose the CIA did well out of my trip to INDONESIA in the following ways...firstly - it would get the INDONESIAN government and Intelligence, upon their side...they were warning them about this BRITISH threat...and advising them to take out big Insurance policies...
Secondly, it would have utterly confused those in the ISLAMIC NWO, in Indonesia...wasn't PRINCE CHARLES and BRITISH INTELLIGENCE leading the implementation of the ISLAMIC NWO...so what were they doing, attacking Indonesia?
It certainly confused PRESIDENT PUTIN in Shanghai...and I had no idea at all...why any of them were doing what they were doing...
In retrospect, I suppose that the basic idea was to create CONFUSION within the ILL CULT and upon a widespread scale...it certainly confused me - but then I was 'asleep' for most of the time.
Other notes:
I have just arrived at the library and shall now add a few more notes:
Firstly – I realised that this ‘happening’ which is planned to happen outside BUCKINGHAM PALACE is NO JOKE.
The practice ‘happenings’ – where ILL SLAVES passed on the message via mobile phone and then turned up to do what their controllers had told them to do…were deemed ‘successful’. The Police couldn’t get any sense out of those who had turned up – afterwards. Most people had no idea why they had done it e.g. taken off their clothes and crouched naked upon the ground, in that LONDON park.
Secondly, in relation to the ‘revealing of the Islamic NWO’ - the crowd will include a ‘front row’ and that will be composed of the BRITISH PARLIAMENT – along with Senior members of the ROYAL MILITARY.
All will go down on bended knee and swear allegiance to PRINCE CHARLES.
The BBC has been instructed to film the whole thing – the effect upon the British Public will be – ‘what can we do? Even our own government has agreed to it.’ They will feel powerless. It will be a ‘bloodless coup’. At least the ILL are hoping that it will be and the plans are still going ahead to continue – although I do not have a date, as yet.
As I was cycling around the peninsula…I ‘downloaded’ a statement from one of the British Military. He told me that PRINCE CHARLES had a safe in one of his CASTLES in Scotland.
http://flickr.com/photos/dcardell/494969849/
PITLOCHRY CASTLE – there is an image of it upon www.flickr.com – this is the actual image:
http://farm1.static.flickr.com/206/494969849_fb36cb97bd.jpg?v=0
Inside this safe are the SURAHS – in scroll form - used to programme the MPs and members of the Cabinet. PRINCE CHARLES has used SURAHS from the KORAN as mind control commands for these people. When they hear these SURAHS being sung (HARMONICS programming) – from BUCKINGHAM PALACE – they will apparently fall to their knees and swear allegiance to him as their MONARCH and RULER, upon the ground below.
Additionally, there is another SCROLL inside this safe – and it has a red wax ROSARY seal upon it. PRINCE CHARLES is supposed to break this seal upon the day of his ascension to the BRITISH THRONE.
It is a ‘letter’ from his father PRINCE PHILIP – bequeathing him, all of his lands…property…and basically dominion over the entire world…ISRAEL is listed as being one of the countries…over which he will rule…
Crazy? Maybe…but that is what is written in this ‘document’.
PRINCE CHARLES will read it out – upon the day of ‘annunciation’ – the revelation of the ISLAMIC NOW - from the balcony of BUCKINGHAM PALACE – to the mind control slaves, below.
Other notes:
What is the ARMY’S opinion upon this?
It should be relatively easy to deprogram from this surahs – the ILL VICTIMS simply need to hear them sung again – after having been told what the ‘ill game’ is all about…
The guy couldn’t give me the precise numbers/chapters and so one would have to listen to the lot…I suppose.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/commentisfree/2008/dec/01/foreign-office-human-rights
In relation to INDONESIA and 'British involvement' upon the islands - 'CPhyllis' has written an interesting account - albeit in relation to a 'removed post' upon the GUARDIAN website:
CPhyllis
I have just come back in from the early morning market to see with some pleasure the good John Pilger in fine form; and then with great satisfaction I found the ravings of the MoverofAnyMolehills.
The Trident argument last week that luna17 mentions convinced me that the MoveAnyMolehill is not a well person, and it is good to see the whinnying denials are out again. No concentration camps in Kenya! There were sonny Jim, and they were based on the ones we tried out on the Boers. I even learnt that at the neo-fascist public school (Pangbourne Nautical College) where I was sent for indoctrination and S&M training at thirteen years of age. Mind you I learnt it as something in which I should take pride; that I instinctively did not, and said so, marked me out for special attention.
The tragedy of the MoveAnyMolehill fraternity is that through this medium, CiF, they get a voice that is heard loud and clear in places like Indonesia where I live now. Hence I find I struggle sometimes not to be lumped in with the braying ingnorance of such absurd pronouncements. I do manage though and have been fighting like attitudes all my working life aboard.
Suharto took huge advantage of the British arms industry and special forces training; well known and accepted fact here by all parties including the military who are proud of their SAS connections and what they teach the chaps from Hereford when they come to learn jungle survival. Nothing much wrong in that but there was a lot wrong in selling armaments and aircraft knowing they were bound for East Timor and Aceh and the terrorising of civilian populations. THEY KNEW MAM! And that is murder; in your name presumably.
As to the connivance of the British and the Americans in the take-over in 1965/6 and the subsequent massacres of Communist sympathisers no-one will ever know now how much Suharto was in direct control at that time as the army rapidly morphed from battalions in charge of differing outlying island stations into a national force with complete central control. During the change a lot went wrong, much no doubt on Suharto's charge sheet but to be fair probably not all that Pilger would place there. What is undoubted though, because the papers are now in the public domain and are available on the internet and have been massively reported in the States by proper journalists so they need no reprise from me; is that the CIA and MI6 produced names and information on several hundred thousand persons who they considered worth removing and then, in written reports at the time, accepted that removal meant death.
MoveAnyMolehills old chap/chapess don't ever come to Indonesia and belittle the role your government played in the tragedies of the recent past, or those more distant. I suggest you avoid Kenya too and anyone who has an ounce of experience of the places you degrade by flaunting your ignorance of their suffering and the true nature of the responsibility for it.
There is so much clear evidence about to support Pilger's viewpoint, evidence that the authorities no longer even try to refute, that to deny the human rights abuses of the British state in all the cases quoted today and in many many more is as mad, cowardly, and as obscene as the denial of the Holocaust.
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
Having left the LIBRARY I then went up the HIGH STREET to do some shopping and had just crossed the ZEBRA CROSSING, pushing my bike when a guy passed me by, saying:
"You could get arrested for that"
I stopped and queried him - what did he mean?
He pointed to my bike.
"It's a VEHICLE, if you push it - you should carry it over a zebra crossing, like a PACKAGE."
Bemused - I asked him again - you're kidding me - apparently not.
So where is the LOGIC in that one - if you are not allowed VEHICLES upon a ZEBRA CROSSING...how come the cars get to drive over them...and the old-timers in their electronic CARS?
He MUST have been kidding, mustn't he?
Other notes:
I got to the CO-OP and found a 'bargain' case of wine which had the OMEGA sign upon the label...all marked down to £3.99
I found that very intriguing...I had seen this 'label' somewhere before...and figured...is this another RIMINGTON stint - in terms of letting her favourite 'sex slaves' buy the best wine for the cheapest price?
OTTERBROOK MILL
2008 CHARDONNAY
SOUTH EASTERN AUSTRALIA
BOTTLED FOR AVL SW11 3TN, UK
BY W1740@DH9 7XP, UK
How odd...the above is 'almost' an email address but not...and again the OIL CULT 174 number...
BARCODE: 9 310415 012927
R8229
L8304 20 1 2
The 1 2 intrigues me too...not MR ONE-TWO?
(Additionally, there was another bottle 'for sale' in the fridge which I 'recognised'...a SAINT JOSEPH one - not that I recognised the 'make'...marked down by a £1 to £5 something from £6.66...RIMINGTON had wanted me to buy it for some reason, it has a golden halo upon it...I didn't).
Anyway, this OTTERBROOK label has a very peculiar ILLustration upon the label and also upon the bottle top...it is a very austere looking bottle - in black and silver...rather threatening...no wonder, the bottles are in the 'for sale' case in the front...I would guess, to put anyone off, who wasn't supposed to buy the damn stuff...
The label is white - black-rimmed...with the letters OTTERBROOK MILL underneath a SILVER OMEGA...but it is not precisely an OMEGA...as I had immediately thought, upon glancing at it (what a mind control slave would see)...it is a minimalist representation of a large O sinking into water...and the ripple effect upon the O as it sinks into the water...looks a bit like the 'feet' of the OMEGA...but it also reminded me of 'headphones' and 'static' for some reason...
However the OMEGA is clearly visible...with the 'feet' pointing outwards...upon the other SILVER ILLustration...of 4 large OMEGAS upon the black bottle top.
I wonder why the ILL wanted me to buy the SAINT JOSEPH bottle?
The PAKISTANI spy who looked rather like JOSEPH/YUSUF YITCHZAK was appparently murdered recently...were the ILL trying to impress that one upon me? I know that it isn't true...so I do not know why they bothered.
Other notes:
Additionally, this takes me back to an IATEFL conference - early on - after I had just begun to teach English at the British Council EFL Centre at the University of Silesia...I think it was IATEFL but not sure...at any rate, it was run by the BRITISH COUNCIL and it was there that MARK, SONIA and I, met all of the other teachers (Polish and English) who were teaching at their Centres...or some of them, at any rate...we met all of the other British English-Language teachers...
I have already recounted at length, how I received the stony stare and unmitigated 'hate rays' from SUSAN BASSNETT in one of these workshops...simply because the group in which I was in...had produced the best poem...and they had chosen me to read it out...
Quite a few people asked questions about how we had come up with it...and it was a rather 'strange poem' admittedly...but it fitted in with the 'pathos' of what was said on the tape...
Let me explain...the basic premiss was this:
The Polish male EFL teacher who was giving the workshop - got all of the EFL teachers into groups of 4/5 people...he then played us a tape...it was in SWEDISH...because he 'knew' that nobody would understand a word of it...
The EFL idea behind this was to show us how to use English language tapes which were at a far too 'advanced level' for a particular class...and to still derive some benefit out of them...getting the class to listen to the tone, rhythm and intonation of the speaker...and to try to guess what they were going on about...
The SWEDISH male speaker was so grave...so depressive and rather 'monotone'...he sounded a bit philosophical...a bit suicidal...but then he could have been talking about a 'fun time at Disneyland' for all we knew...
Czech is also rather 'monotone' and one cannot guess 'mood' necessarily from rhythm and intonation of speech - listening to Czechs tell jokes in English is rather like listening to the driest and most ironic comedian on 'downers' - but not because it is necessarily intentional...and that is the fault of their EFL teachers who do not bother to introduce, early on, basic question tags at the end of sentences (e.g. 'you do, don't you?') which rise and fall...because the EFL books teach it in such an impossible way, that nobody bothers...
Try looking at the OUP/CUP pronunciation books...they are a complete JOKE. Erroneous - misleading...just crap, basically. Full of convoluted mumbo-jumbo.
To remedy this, I invented a simplified system - which worked with my pre-intermediate groups and only too well...because they then used to frighten me by walking into class late and saying things like 'what is going on, then?' in a loud voice...with the correct rise and fall of the question tag i.e. the pronunciation of an English person - and for a second, one felt as if one were being apprehended by the Police.
Additionally, my system catered for WELSH/SCOTTISH...any dialect...we all use the same basic forms of question tags but NOT as the pronunciation books state...it isn't a peculiar 'linguistic' reason (that no linguist studying language has as yet, discovered and they do insane research around this one - making up lots of silly words and coded systems - I was indoctrinated with this rubbish, as a teacher)...the simple PSYCHOLOGICAL FACT is that when people are really unsure about something and asking a REAL question in ENGLISH...they go up in their tone of voice...at the end of the question...
However, if they are ALMOST CERTAIN or SURE that they already know the answer to the question e.g. 'You were late again, for work, weren't you' or 'you've done it again, haven't you'...they go DOWN at the end of a tag question, to communicate that it isn't a 'real' question at all and they do not expect much of an answer - because NO excuses will do, sort of thing - they are trying to close the other person down.This is a very important part of understanding spoken English - for learners of English, in real social situations.
The ARTHUR ANDERSEN employees who attended our courses...particularly needed to know that one - and they were all in the 'advanced classes'...with no understanding of how to pronounce question tags at all. I marvelled at how dreadful it all was...how badly their 'attitude' could be taken by English speaking bosses...in terms of the 'rudeness' which wasn't at all intentional...but because of the way in which they intoned, in Czech - and how that had unintentionally transferred this 'monotone' way of speaking, to speaking English.
I asked them about it...had they noticed the expressions upon the faces of their AMERICAN bosses...when they said things in 'negative question tag tone'. They had no idea what I was talking about...I could only guess at how awful it could have been for some of them...they would have lost their jobs for being 'ironic'...'satirical'...'scathing'...with so many 'put down' questions.
That is how simple, the basic system is and yet NONE of the pronunciation books stated this most obvious way - in order to make it easy for learners of English...
...and once I had analysed that one, at home...I spent a weekend thinking about it...and then got together ways of teaching it for my pre-int classes...they were brilliant at it...and it was such a revelation...here they were...speaking like 'real English-speakers'...far better than most of my advanced classes...sounding 'fluent' even though they were lacking in vocabulary...it was such a difference...and one could see that in conversation with any Native speaker of English - the Native speaker would not have been able to 'hang any stereotypes' upon them, in terms of their 'dialect/native tongue' interfering with speaking English...
I had a Muslim woman in my class (daughter of a diplomat)...who also had a problem with that one...but not as bad as the Czechs - she picked up the 'rise and fall' the quickest...and after I had taught the class, how to ask real questions, in English (as well as how to 'put down people' with negative questions and we had a lot of laughs doing that - they wrote down 1 minute sketches and then performed them)...the class would arrive early for that lesson and engage in dialogue with her, asking lots of questions...and she would be chatting away happily to them (before lessons - rather than the class sitting there silent - as most Czech classes did, before lessons) as I arrived...it had all 'worked'. They were using the tool that I had given them...a barrier had been broken.
I tried to explain this to my colleagues in the staffroom but nobody was interested...
Other notes:
Getting back to that TEFL 'weekend' series of workshops in POLAND...and the moribund SWEDISH MALE speaking, intoning some monologue, upon the tape...
Anyway, the task in our groups...was that we should first, individually, write ONE LINE to describe what the tape suggested to us...then we should collate each line, as a group...and re-arrange the lines, until we had a poem. We weren't allowed to change anything...or not much...
This was a 'creative lesson' in the use of tapes...to try to get students to listen to advanced stuff...and not be phased by it...to try to listen to the human being behind the foreign language...and guess what they were going on about...through the tone of their voice...how they said things...and to guess why...
Anyway, I said that I would be 'secretary' as I was in an all-male group, apart from one female Polish EFL teacher...and wrote down everybody's lines on one piece of paper...but I had misread IRISH/AUSTRALIAN MARK'S line...I had read OTTERS...rather than OTHERS...he pointed that out...we discussed it...OTTERS fitted in more with the poem...particularly as the POLISH teacher had written a beguiling line about 'STEAM RISING OFF THE CATTLE'S BACKS IN THE EARLY MORNING MIST'...
Everybody discussed what they thought the guy had been talking about...MARK thought that it was a love affair...so did the rest of the men...somebody had been 'dumped'...so we decided to arrange the lines to suggest a jilted SWEDISH author...in winter...on his farm...with the immortal line:
THE OTTERS HAD LONG SINCE GONE i.e. even the OTTERS had deserted this poor Swedish bloke, in the middle of nowhere, with his cattle freezing, in the early morning frosts...once winter had come...
I still have no idea why this poem elicited such a look of PURE HATRED off SUSAN BASSNETT...but in relation to HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN...perhaps I am getting more of a clue, now...and it is related to the Swedish, in general.
So who are the OTTERS in ILL programming? One can see the stone effigies/garden ornaments of OTTERS - all around HARWICH...
Anyway, I still have NO idea what the SUICIDAL SWEDE was talking about upon that tape...and the guy who had played it to us WOULDN'T TELL US...even after the workshop, for some reason...he wanted to keep that one, a BIG SECRET. All rather mystifying.
Other notes:
MORE threats by post:
TENDRING HUNDRED WATER
OUR REF: 5115732-2
THIS LETTER REQUIRES YOUR IMMEDIATE ATTENTION
Apparently the 'debt' of £202.84 is now being transferred to their SOLICITORS or DEBT COLLECTORS...who will commence recovery proceedings WITHOUT FURTHER WARNING.
"To avoid this action, you must call 01206 399320 quoting your reference number immediately.
Yours faithfully,
Patricia Mowles
Enforcement Officer"
Envelope address: Colchester 16
Template No 104 - REFER LETTER
What can I say but TOO LATE CHARLIE-BOY...the 'cat is out of the bag'...we all now know what you are up to and you are SURROUNDED...the question that interests me now is...how long are you going to hold out...before you PAY ME BACK MY MONEY?
I am NOT paying another bill in this flat until I have been paid back the HARRY POTTER money - besides, I need the money for food. Neither am I going to SIGN ON or go to my doctor's, pretend to be 'psychotic' and then ask for 'disability allowance'.
I will simply sit here and wait it out.
Other notes:
I also received TWO letters from:
PC WORLD
Apparently my new PC will 'run out' in terms of their guarantee upon 30th DECEMBER.
Does that mean...that if I do not buy their insurance...that it will get 'hit'...and again...like the TWO computers destroyed in the space of a month...whilst I was 'online' at my MANNINGTREE FLAT...which then put up MI6 signals of a pure blue monitor screen and STOP: OOOO7 etc...until they had crashed each machine, so many times...that they were unusable...ALL of the time that I was 'blogging' upon TOMLINSON'S site...and putting up what evidently, somebody didn't want me to...
Anyway, if you would like to contact the PC WORLD people who sent these two letters to me...and both letters are identical - presumably in the hope that I would open at least one..
(This all reminds me of COLLIE and OUP in 1997 - sending me TWO 'job application' rejection letters in one day - at my post-grad residence at CLAYCROFT II, WARWICK UNIVERSITY and then Oxford University Press, ringing me up to say 'why haven't you replied to our call for interview' in a petulant, mean and sarcastic tone of voice, upon the same day - I naturally referred to the TWO rejection slips for that job, which I had received that very morning - which were currently in my WASTEBIN and I fished them out to begin to quote from them, as the stupid woman began to backtrack)...
Anyway, if anybody would like to know the 'return' address:
"If undeliverd please return to:
K2, PO BOX 11, Openshaw, Manchester M11 2RR
Code on envelope: CITI/E/0908
I do not suppose this computer upon which I am typing, is in any danger...
You would have to be connected up to the INTERNET for anybody to do any real harm...
I do not suppose the ILL will be doing the same 'blue screen and 'STOP: 00007 etc' upon this computer...and they cannot do it to the library internet computers...
The ILL had managed to destroy (by continuously 'hitting' - still not sure how they did it but linked to posting on TOMLINSON'S site) TWO computers that I had been using in my MANNINGTREE FLAT... and in the space of a month...just before I went to ISRAEL...
The library is the best way to send information...I am so grateful for that service...over two years now...rather like in Jerusalem...it is the voice of freedom...these 'independent' bodies/organisations who allow FREEDOM upon the INTERNET...relative freedom...although they censor quite a few sites and not because of 'pornography' etc...articles upon 'savethemales.ca' gets banned a lot for some reason...
One has to wonder...okay, my blogs are under threat continuously...but only the one upon ANDREW MARR has been taken down...without my consent because he rang my father up to threaten court action I suppose and I informed blogger.com that no such action had transpired but they took the site down anyway...everything that I had put upon that blogspot was true...so many people knew it and worse, about ANDREW MARR...so who had the power to get my blogspot taken down?
Other notes:
The point still lingers with me...this is a BRITISH INTELLIGENCE flat...and the WATER to this flat is supplied by TENDRING HUNDRED WATER - which has been run by JOHN SCARLETT for a long time...as NEVILLE MUNCASTER...a pseudonym that he has used in HARWICH since 1980...
So I get a bill from the f****** to pay up...
Remember just how much you made out of the HARRY POTTER series? You didn't pay me a penny...instead, you paid it to the lowest low-life mind control slaves that you had...in 'high positions'...and now THEY and YOU have to pay it all back, or suffer the consequences.
Other notes:
Last night...I went through a lot of people...I was doing what I had done with MARK...'jumping' from one computer brain to another...through the TEMPLARS...MARK...CIA...the MOB...ISRAELI INTELLIGENCE...SIS...until I got to one name - the name of an EGYPTIAN BANKER...but I couldn't find him...his name was:
MR SURIYEH - and the information flashed up that he was a third generation banker...he had a penthouse suite somewhere in CAIRO with a massive collection of books upon necromancy...
This all reminded me a bit of TOMLINSON'S threat of 'ancient Egyptian Necromancy' against the BRITISH CROWN/INTELLIGENCE if they didn't stop threatening him...
I then found out that TOMLINSON was apparently 'good friends' with this MR SURIYEH...the Islamic NWO had been the 'brainchild' of the pair of them...
It is funny but yesterday, I had kept on spelling SURAH as SURYEH for some reason...the name was already bubbling up from my subconscious mind...yet I am suspicious of it...naturally I immediately 're-read' i.e. backwards...and it became:
HEY IR US
I thought of MARK telling me that he had been high up in the IRS/FBI for many years...and began to wonder if this MR SURIYEH wasn't one big joke...maybe the FBI had got itself back under control (after MARK'S infiltration) and had thought up a sinister prank to really put the BRITISH MONARCHY in its place...
I then thought about MARK and his colleagues in the US...and thought 'yes, it would be really funny to view the news...to watch the mania of PRINCE CHARLES and his TEMPLAR SLAVES in government...performing that insane 'coup' upon the nation, in and around BUCKINGHAM PALACE...'
Yes, it would be 'funny' if you were viewing it from abroad but NOT if you were living here.
The funny thing is that RIMINGTON was deadly serious about it all...she would be one of the FASCISTS who would also walk out of those 'French windows' onto the balcony - they would then form a line...to greet their 'troops'...down below...
TOMLINSON was also deadly serious about how they would all 'reveal themselves' when the time came...
So the plans are 'no joke'...just as the TEMPLAR CASTLE was no joke...
However, I still do no have a 'date' for this particular 'happening'...although one can guess that if it is to be around the XMAS period...then the ILL tend to choose the week after XMAS and preferably BOXING DAY (quite a few ILL events were planned for this date - including the ASIAN TSUNAMI)...I am not sure why they do this but link it up to some form of DRUIDISM...or maybe it is simply the fact that the ROMAN festival of SATURNALIA has ended...and this is the day, when they 'kill the Christ'...
I must note here that 'MR SURIYEH' has strong MASONIC links...he is possibly in control of the entire MASONIC world...of course, that would make a massive amount of sense...to take control of the MASONS is to take all power and control away from BRITISH INTELLIGENCE, in this country...'the dog then wags his own tail'...or rather MR SURIYEH then wags it for him...MR SURIYEH controls the whole 'dog'...
Other notes:
If I look at this in OVERVIEW...SHANGHAI 2003 - I remember MACDONALD talking to me about how RIMINGTON had shopped BRITISH INTELLIGENCE/ROYALTY to US INTELLIGENCE in relation to the banking scam/fraudulent activities going on in the CAYMAN ISLANDS...something that the CIA were eternally grateful for...
I wonder now...are we talking the US TAX-INSPECTORS getting on the case of PRINCE CHARLES/BRITISH MONARCHY...is this really about 'unpaid taxes' by BRITISH ROYALTY...who are the biggest bunch of crooks and thieves out...and everybody knows it....particularly the IRS...how much do BRITISH ROYALTY actually owe in taxes then?
How DARE the UK ILL ask me to pay them a penny through their ILL companies when they already OWE me so much?
I was looking at some further CCTV of PRINCE CHARLES...he has so many illegal portfolios and 'investments' and bank accounts, that have never seen the light of day...his sons were encouraging him to pay up...but he wouldn't because he figured that if he went near any of them...that he might get busted...the PRINCES were of the opinion that they were all rich beyond anybody's imaginings...but illegally so...never disclosed to the Public and certainly not to any 'tax-inspectors'...
I guess that is what is annoying the IRS so much...PRINCE CHARLES hasn't been paying his real tax bill, for about 50 years...and his father, longer...
I remember that this was one of the first conversations that I had had with MARK in Hotelu Asystencki...about how the whole IRS system worked...and how it tended to discriminate between the rich and the poor...or rather MARK'S division was solely interested in those who had become SO wealthy that they had begun to think that they were ABOVE the LAW and would then stop paying their taxes to the Federal Government...MARK'S division would wait...'sit' on their files for years...it was like a big game to them...a year would go by...then two...three...and then normally they would POUNCE upon that miscreant, in the fourth year (it was a game because you never knew if that business person would relent and pay up beforehand - thereby ruining the 'game')...mainly because according to US LAW...they could then screw them into the ground and take away EVERYTHING - the bills/fines were minimal after one year (it could have been a 'mistake' but not after 2/3/4 years - whereupon the fines would rise steeply)...
MARK told me about how he and his men would turn up at the millionnaire's mansion...repossess it...turf the family out...the wife and children would be crying on the drive...as the cars were repossessed...the whole lot...and he would then give a little speech to them about what their husband had done...and to make sure that they knew their financial status in relation to tax-paying, for future reference...
I would guess that the ROYAL FAMILY have been exciting the IRS for years...just waiting to 'pounce'...e.g. 'how much can we screw them for, upon an INTERNATIONAL basis - according to INTERNATIONAL LAW?' The IRS/FBI have been sitting on this case, for a very long time...
If I am correct about MR SURIYEH...I wonder now...I have been thinking about associated names...
Silly but I was reading in bed...THE ENQUIRER about HOLLYWOOD gossip...I often buy it now to gen up on HOLLYWOOD mind control slaves...for example, BRITNEY SPEARS is now 'hearing voices'...i.e. the voices of her programmers telling her horrible things about herself...so one can say that at least she is in the 'recovery stage'...her programming is no longer subliminal...it is out in the open and she can now 'deal' with it, positively...i.e. reprogramme her own mind. This poor young woman was brutally abused as a child...TOMLINSON'S emails gloat over her early porn videos...additionally, there was an interesting website article up about her...stating that she was a mind control slave who had done what most HOLLYWOOD MIND CONTROL SLAVES do as they go into 'recovery' i.e. they shave their heads...the article stated many STARS who had gone this route e.g. DEMI MOORE. The reason being, that they are 'groomed' by their stylists/programmers from an early age...and so getting rid of their hair...is a way of symbolically 'shedding' these evil people from around them.
Anyway THE ENQUIRER publishes photographs of the daughter of KATIE HOLMES and TOM CRUISE...in almost every edition...her name is SURI.
Additionally...I remember talking to MARK about SURINAM...and there is a connection to BRITISH ROYALTY here but I cannot remember what...
All I know is that BRITISH ROYALTY would very much like SURINAM and their 'involvement' there, to be swept under the carpet...kept locked up in the closet...but now the skeletons are all going to come out...
Something about how AMERICAN TROOPS had followed BRITISH ROYAL MILITARY orders...and then had to pay the price...had to carry the can...and that has never ever been forgiven or forgotten. The US MILITARY never ever paid attention to BRITISH 'orders' again.
I remember now...I saw some of the scenes with MARK...in history...we were viewing the past...it was a 'mind control' event and directed by the BRITISH - upon ROYAL orders - the decisions were made in SURINAM. The whole world blamed the US MILITARY who took the blame...however, the 'walking wounded'...those US COMMANDERS, who returned to a life of misery in the USA...began to do their research...they wanted to get to the bottom of it and they found the evidence...enough to hang the BRITISH ROYAL FAMILY.
I was amazed by CIA subservience to BRITISH INTELLIGENCE/BRITISH MILITARY in SHANGHAI 2003...in relation to the crash of the CHINOOK helicopter over the MULL OF KINTYRE:
"We got blamed for it."
Apparently they had been 'testing' in the area and had therefore accepted the blame - because they were the 'most likely cause' of it.
Yet it wasn't them - and BRITISH INTELLIGENCE knew that only too well - it had been upon RIMINGTON'S orders and conducted by DALDRY (who had flown RAF helicopters in his youth) and his sidekick, ANDREW MARR. DALDRY had sabotaged the helicopter. I still have no idea 'why'.
I remember how at that PRAGUE PARTY 1995 - DALDRY attempted to blame ME for this...he knew he was in the wrong...and kept whispering...his eyes darting furtively...he was hoping to get away with it because he thought that I couldn't remember my PSI/TELEPATHIC ability...but I could and YELLED him out about it...
The situation had been a complete set-up. British Intelligence had asked me to 'remote-view' through the eyes of ANDREW MARR...who is much taller than me...and committed the usual MARR like mistakes e.g. not checking to see if the soldier protecting the helicopter was really dead (MARRhad slit his throat) by checking for a pulse afterwards - (MARR had made the same mistake, after he had battered me unconscious with a log, around OLTON MERE and left me for dead - I regained consciousness, several hours later)...and then wimping out when DALDRY tried to force him to sabotage the helicopter...DALDRY was smoking furiously with impatience...he then took out a screw driver and unscrewed a small panel, near to the front - in the side of the helicopter and cut a few wires...MARR kept on refusing to do a thing...and so DALDRY had to do the whole lot himself...which annoyed him considerably, he never liked getting his hands 'dirty'...but MARR wouldn't budge...
In 1980 - my entire 'green' team could do this easily...we could all remote-view telepathically...and luckily, at that PRAGUE PARTY 1995...I could remember this - DALDRY was banking upon me not being able to and then trying to pin the whole thing upon me because I had 'seen' it...I wonder now...if that hadn't raised a few eyebrows amongst the 'unenlightened' at that party? I really spilled the beans, in a big way...regarding how far 'research' into PSI ABILITY/TELEPATHY had 'progressed'.
RIMINGTON had obviously decided to 'use' me as a scapegoat...but she didn't manage it...I exposed the lot of them and to the entire assembly.
I wonder now about SURINAM...had somebody 'used' me in the 1970s...I have no idea what year this 'meeting' took place yet...the memory is still a little vague...but it will come back.
Was MARK getting me to re-visit a cached memory of telepathically remote-viewing the 'meeting' in that military room...or was I really viewing the PAST?
This takes me back to my schooldays at LANGLEY SENIORS...SUE WHALLEY and I had been chosen to be 'rabbits' for some reason...and we both took 3 days off school a week...and we agreed to take the same days off...so that at least both of us would be 'in it together' if our form tutor complained...the odd thing is that DEB MCD was in on this...but rarely took the same days off...she only took 2 days off a week...and we tried to make her chime in with us but she wouldn't for some reason...which meant that we didn't see her so often, at school...
I know that 1 of the 3 days was taken off..in order to raid our father's bank accounts for RIMINGTON via the 4711 code...and the rest of the day was 'free'...but I still do not recall what happened upon the other two days....
My question now is...were SUE and I being used as remote-viewing telepaths...even from that early stage - whilst we were at school?
I remember coming back from POLAND and going out with SUE to a country pub circa 1993/4...where we shared a large pot of coffee and I went through my photographs with her...there was NOBODY in that 'suite' upstairs (but later on, I could hear two other people in the 'wooden bay' behind us but I couldn't see them...it was a sort of 'posh inn'...
DALDRY was to tell me later, that RIMINGTON and himself, had been spying upon us...specifically using SUSAN to find out what she could...and I suppose the basic idea was to find out if I could remember anything about the terrible abuse I had suffered out there, as a 'zygote slave'...I couldn't remember a thing...I just prattled on about FRANCO and other things...
The odd thing about this conversation, is that halfway through...I had a FLASH of the walled garden in HARWICH...the one by the CHURCH...and the horse-stands and jumps...the poles and the tin bath with water in it - a GEE-GEE programming site...and suddenly SUE and I 'connected' telepathically.
She told me that she could see precisely the same thing...we knew that we were viewing the same scene but we had no idea of where it had come from...we were sharing images of programming in 1980. We discussed it a bit but couldn't make head or tail of it...just images that we were both 'seeing' but had no idea why...or maybe SUE could remember...and was fooling me...I do not know if it was all 'subconscious' for her or not...but figure that it was probably subconscious because of what TOMLINSON had told me in 1981 'she's useless, she just cries all the time'...he couldn't do a thing with her.
Other notes:
VIETNAM...the US MILITARY has never forgiven the ROYALS for that one...I do not suppose a lot of countries within the PACIFIC RIM have either...
Other notes:
After having been harassed into the ground by the UK ILL in my MANNINGTREE FLAT 2005...including my TV switching off...then a blank screen came up...with one line across it:
"HOW FAR DO YOU WANT TO GO?"
It stayed there for several minutes and I wasn't able to switch the channel over and so I switched the TV off...and then regained control of the channels...this was no 'advertisement'...it was a direct threat from those sick imbeciles and it infuriated me...I stated coldly back 'ALL OF THE WAY.'
My question now to those imbeciles is this:
"How far do YOU want to go? ALL THE WAY?"
Just how much exposure do you think that you can stand before you decide to pay back EVERYTHING that you owe me?
Other notes:
The IRS
The IRIS...and the PUPIL
I remember a conversation about how the EYE is made up, with MARK...the biological components of the EYE...not a metaphor, for something, now?
When confronting the EVIL EYE of both my MOTHER and RICHARD GORDON...I was speaking to their SHRUNKEN BLACK PUPILS...which were darting too and fro...
MARK was of the opinion that the IRIS was most important but I was looking at the DENDRONS...is that what the LIGAMENTS are called, which hold the EYE in place?
I had a dream, a few nights ago...of my early childhood...and a medic saying above my head 'good, another one done' - as in a 'successful' operation.
I had, upon command - swivelled my RIGHT EYEBALL independently...to the RIGHT and back again. I then found that I could do this - off my own bat - without a 'command' - I didn't tell anybody.
What happens when the ligaments start to 'give'...my mother had this happen to her - a few years back...and the bits float in the 'canal' of the eye - and appear as a sort of 'black spider's web'...the 'fallout'...as the ligament tears and bits of it start to float around like black 'tendrils'...
Other notes:
A nasty story that has been in the ENQUIRER a few times about a RAP STAR'S family who were apparently drug-dealers...they were all shot to death in their family home...the odd thing about this latest article is the amount of ILL SYMBOLISM within the murder case:
Firstly the MASONIC sign of the STAR OF DAVID left at the scene of the crime.
Secondly, a photograph of the murdered 7 year old brother - doing the 'horned god' hand gesture, in a photograph.
Thirdly, the RAP STAR had referred to her little brother as 'my true blue baby brother' - reminiscent of the BLUE BIRDS that fly over the RAINBOW...
Fourthly that the family was apparently involved in a drug-dealing/smuggling ring called the: GANGSTER DISCIPLES (not the APOSTLES then?).
Other notes:
I am beginning to understand now, why BLACK ACADEMICS are having fierce rows with ASHKENAZIM ACADEMICS...in the USA...so many have been reported...and the growing rift between the two communities...
FANI was treated badly at CRER, WARWICK UNVERSITY because they must have suspected her of being a Jewish spy...the MUSLIM population would have alerted them to that one...and wrongly...
At most, FANI was another ILL mind control slave - just like myself...and no 'evil' in her at all...she had probably fought the system as much as I had...why else would the ILL mob her with such violence?
When I was 'placed' by RIMINGTON in DABYDEEN'S Centre...he gave me a large amount of information about the WARWICK bastards and I was very helpful in 'coaching' his creative writing along...it was a 'mutually beneficial alliance'...and I am sure that CRER would have benefited from FANI's input - their loss.
DABYDEEN had been waking up - hearing voices...believing that he had suffered a 'past life' upon a slave ship which had gone down...manacled below deck...or able to get free but still ending up drowning...or else he figured that it was all written upon the genes...his 'ancestors' were speaking to him...singing their stories, through his genes...
Rather like me...believing that I had had a 'past life' in KAZIMIERZ...and as far as I know...my photographic portrait is STILL up upon the walls of AUSCHWITZ...as one of the 'victims' of the HOLOCAUST.
DABYDEEN had probably been programmed in HARWICH...roughly 10 years before me...like us, he would have been made to sleep in the SLAVE COTS of number 4, CHURCH STREET...and he would have been manacled to the side of a tank...as the water gushed in (COLLIE was viewing ALLISON STONIER at the time 'they are just LAB RATS') in order to be put through an NDE and then resuscitated...
DABYDEEN would have been told to 'reframe' the above experiences as a 'past life'...it all depended upon how extensive your imagination was...and how literal-minded you were...however, it worked upon everybody, to a degree...
Other notes:
Thinking about that horrific photograph of PRINCE WILLIAM upon the INTERNET again...the one where he is in 'unicyclist' mode...pedalling upon only one side of the brain...one eye half-closed...his 'right brain' down...and his face an unnatural colour of PUCE...'dark blood'...
I have already mentioned that I think that this is particularly related to being HUNG...and I can now see why...that is the time when the TEMPLAR victim has an ERECTION just before 'death'...and one can see how the TEMPLARS then became addicted to this near death experience of ECSTASY...
They are also in an extremely dangerous FIGHT OR FLIGHT bodily state...whilst in near-death trance-like ecstasy...
Other notes:
Having found out that I was actually born in PISCES a water sign...I then figured...how appropriate...this FLAT 3 is all about the PLUMBING isn't it?
FLAT 1 = FIRE because of the large working fireplace.
FLAT4 = AIR presumably...because it is on the top floor.
FLAT 2 = EARTH...maybe because it extends out into the garden.
I then thought about the TWO FISHES and immediately the sign of the TAO came to mind...a 'black' and a 'white' fish circling each other...
I then thought about what MARK had told me...his planned 'TOM AND JERRY' cartoon spectacular...or would that be ITCHY AND SCRATCHY? At any rate, he had a sort of LAUREL and HARDY farce 'scene' planned for this flat...once PETRONELLA had moved in i.e. that the BATH within this flat, crashes through the ceiling into PETRONELLA'S bathroom below.
I have already noted that after some hard drilling and sawing...which I had heard going on in PETRONELLA'S bathroom...the floor began to 'creak' in my bathroom...in an ominous way...I then knew that MARK was planning on going ahead with this one...
I asked MARK at the time - it won't hurt anybody though, will it? I appeared to be in the bath, at the time...he told me not to bother about it...but I can now see that this is all OZ programming...
MARR had told me in his poetry that PETRONELLA was the WICKED WITCH from BOMBAY...who would be very annoyed at the slightest noise above...
So we are basically talking about PETRONELLA being in the bathroom...when the bath from this flat...crashes down upon her head...probably killing her - just like in the WIZARD OF OZ - when the house lands upon the first witch...and then the water bucket gets the WICKED WITCH OF THE WEST later on...
So PETRONELLA...I sympathise with you...I know that you are one of PRINCE CHARLES' favourite slaves...and that you are devoted to TOMLINSON...and I have no idea of what terrible things that you have done...but I sympathise with you because they have all double-crossed you and left you to rot in FLAT 1 - rather like the OWL LADY in her EYRIE in the HOTEL HARDER MINERVA. The ILL will never let you leave...you will be in there for life...and now I realise that MARK'S group hate you so much, that they have planned an early death for you, as the WICKED WITCH OF whatever zone...
Therefore, I am not joking when I say - try NOT to use that bathroom - because at some point - MARK will trigger that ceiling to collapse (the moment you step foot in there) and that, will really be that...
However, it has to be said that I only began to sing DING DONG THE WITCH IS DEAD…after RIMINGTON had stalked out of that PRAGUE PARTY in 1995 – DALDRY and MALCOLM joined in gleefully…in their ‘little boy alters’ no doubt…
Other notes:
It is now SO cold in this flat - that I will have to look for another heater...the one I have at present is bloody useless...and I am freezing in here...maybe the charity shops then...will have something.
The safe at Pitlochry Castle was located and the surahs have been found.
NOTES CONT'D:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/7072086.stm
No - this isn't going to be a 'bitch session' about how ILL J K Rowling looks - it is the name of the BBC journalist which interested me:
Rowling completes Potter spin-off
By Razia Iqbal
Arts correspondent, BBC News
MS IQBAL?
Surely another unfunny ILL joke?
How many of the ILL co-wrote this BEADLE'S ABOUT book then?
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/scotland/7763767.stm
Additionally, "The Tales of Beedle the Bard" on show above - features a young woman, with what appears to be a grey electronic TAG around her right wrist - now why would that be?
NOTES CONT'D:
http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/uk/science/article5274756.ece
It is all coming out now - what BRITISH INTELLIGENCE has been up to, since 1980 (and before that) i.e. programming their victims with 'alters' using VIRTUAL REALITY.
What is known about this ILL guy?
Stanley Fischer (BORN IN ZAMBIA), Governor, Bank of Israel; former Vice Chairman of Citgroup, Inc.; former First Deputy Managing Director, International Monetary Fund, Washington, D.C.
http://who-are-the-illuminati.blogspot.com/
A fascinating list of names and by country.
The BRITISH list:
BRITAIN
Paul Adams, Managing Director, British American Tobacco, London
Lord Brittan of Spennithorne, Vice Chairman, UBS Warburg, London; former Vice President, European Commission
Robin Buchanan, Senior Partner, Bain & Company, London
*Bill Emmott, Editor, The Economist, London
Lord Garel-Jones, Senior Advisor to UBS Warburg, London; Member of the House of Lords; former Minister of State at the Foreign Office (European Affairs)
Lord Gilbert, Member of the House of Lords; former Minister for Defence, London
General The Lord Guthrie, Director, N M Rothschild & Sons, London; Member of the House of Lords; former Chief of the Defence Staff, London
Sir John Kerr, Former Secretary General, European Convention, Brussels; Former Permanent Under-Secretary of State and Head of the Diplomatic Service, Foreign & Commonwealth Office, London; former British Ambassador to the United States
Peter Mandelson, Member of the British Parliament; former Secretary of State to Northern Ireland and for Trade and Industry, London
Lord Simon of Highbury, Member of the House of Lords; Advisory Director of Unilever, Morgan Stanley Europe and LEK; former Minister for Trade & Competitiveness in Europe; former Chairman of BP, London
Lord Black of Crossharbour, Chairman, Telegraph Group, London; Chairman and Chief Executive Officer, Hollinger International, USA; Chairman and Chief Executive Officer, Argus Corporation and Hollinger, Canada
Sir Nicholas Soames, Member of the British Parliament, London
Sir Martin Sorrell, Chief Executive Officer, WPP Group, London
Christopher Patten, Member of the European Commission (External Relations), Brussels; Chancellor-elect of the University of Oxford; former Governor of Hong Kong; former Member of the British Cabinet, London
Francis Maude, Member of the British Parliament; Director, Benfield Group; former Shadow Foreign Secretary, London
Sir Mark Moody-Stuart, Former Chairman, Royal Dutch/Shell Group, London; Chairman, Business Action for Sustainable Development (BASD)
The IRISH list contains:
Richard Conroy, Chairman, Conroy Diamonds & Gold, Dublin; Member of Senate, Republic of Ireland
Sirius Matters (Astrophysics and Space Science Library) (Hardcover)
by Noah Brosch
http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/reader/1402083181/ref=sib_dp_ptu/280-2060036-8645040#reader-page
Dr Noah Brusch
Wise Observatory
Tel Aviv University
noah@wise.tau.ac.il
Yes, this guy is definitely ILL - one of those who believe in the ability of SIRIUS aliens to 'soul-trap'.
NOTES CONT'D:
I have just received a court summons in relation to Council Tax - naturally I will NOT go...additionally, I wasn't 'handed' this summons - just left in the postbox outside...and it appears to be a photocopy - the signature looks photocopied and computerised.
So the British ILL are still trying to bully and harrass? HA HA. Two fingers up at the lot of you - you sick, twisted low-lifes.
SO you really want to film me in court - well, why don't you go film your boring, sick, dull, ugly, stupid selves in court, instead? (I guess I have answered my own question, as to why you do not want to do that).This is all a big Ashkenazim farce and they can go film each other - as boring, ugly and stupid as they may be...
Anyway, the coding on the envelope was: HQ 24499 TEND_ABOSC5_1180_08
I have put the offending items up on my blogspot – so good to expose these shits and their continuing persecution of myself, whilst they all sit upon my money – PRINCE CHARLES, SPIELBERG, ROCKEFELLER/RICHENBACH, ROWLING and so on…
Additionally - having come back to the LIBRARY to put this up onto the INTERNET - I was allocated COMPUTER 3 upon which somebody had left a file upon WORD. This has never ever happened before - very odd - because the cached files are always removed as part of your 'settings' for your particular library code card number. Yet when I opened up WORD - this file remained:
An application pack to work in the HUMAN RESOURCES DEPARTMENT of the MINISTRY FOR JUSTICE.
Obviously I have NO interest in working for any governmental body (or anyone else for that matter - I just want my money back) but it might have been left for some other reason i.e. EXPOSURE of something within this ministry. I haven't had time to peruse the document yet and so I will simply put it up onto the INTERNET, without comment.
External application form N
Human Resources Directorate
For HRD use only
Job title:
Administrative Assistant Recruitment campaign no:
575n/12/08
Band:
F Running list number:
Please note: you should write clearly in black pen, or type using font size 11 or larger, as this form
will be photocopied. If you require a copy of the form in an alternative format, please speak to the
People Services Team named in the advert.
1. Personal details (type or use CAPITAL letters please)
Please inform us immediately of any changes.
Title
First name(s)
(please give your name(s) in full)
Surname or family name
National Insurance Number
Correspondence address
(please include the post code)
Permanent address,
if different to correspondence address
(please include the post code)
Home telephone number
(please include the local code)
Daytime telephone number, if different
(or a number where a message may be left)
Section 2 – Nationality
As the Ministry of Justice is a government department, people have to meet certain legal nationality requirements to become employees. Your application will be considered if you are one of the following:
• a British National
• a National of the European Economic Area (EEA)
• a National of the European Union (EU)
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Section 6 – Competence options
For each situation, carefully read each of the four responses below and then rank them from ‘1’ to ‘4’.
Rank ‘1’ should be the response that most closely matches the behaviour that you displayed. You could draw on occasions when you have had to do this in your current job role if you have one, in previous jobs, in holiday or voluntary work, in work experience or in your education.
Situation 1
Think of a time when you have had to deal with a person or some people who were being very demanding in terms of time, advice or the amount of help that they needed from you.
1 A Where a customer was reporting a problem requiring swift action but made difficult by the organisation’s rules, I found out all I could about the problem, checked the rules and then spoke to my manager urgently.
B Where a customer was reporting a problem requiring swift action but made difficult by the organisation’s rules, I did all I could to resolve the problem even if it meant bending the rules.
C Where a customer was reporting a problem requiring swift action but made difficult by the organisation’s rules, I double-checked the rules but if right, I told the person I could not help them.
D Where a customer was reporting a problem requiring swift action but made difficult by the organisation’s rules, I checked with my manager urgently to clarify what could be done.
2 A I started out with the intention of treating everyone equally, but I found that I liked some people more than others and I must admit that I was more likely to go out of my way for those I liked.
B I can’t pretend that I treated all people the same. The ones who were undeserving and had bad attitudes only got the basic level of assistance from me.
C I tried to always be fair and helpful but must admit that how I treated people could vary with how they treated me and how I felt on the day.
D I tried to ensure that I was as fair as I could be and that everyone got the same treatment no matter how I felt personally.
3 A I went to some lengths to explore each person’s needs then ensure that I gave people the most up-to-date, accurate and relevant information available.
B I gave people the advice that they seemed to need by finding out about their situation then providing them with the information I had available.
C I gave people the advice they seemed to need by finding out about their situation and then telling them where they might find the information they needed.
D I gave people the information and advice that people generally find helpful, regardless of their specific needs.
4 A I reviewed what help I was able to offer and gave some thought to what were the best ways of meeting their needs.
B I considered a number of possibilities as to how I might meet people’s needs and then delivered what time and effort I had available.
C I tried hard to be resourceful in working out how best to meet people’s needs using as much time and effort as I could make available.
D I took the view that all I needed to do was to tell people what was on offer and let them decide what they wanted from me.
5 A I tried to be friendly and sympathetic to people but explained that I didn’t have time to deal with all of their problems.
B I was approachable but professional and when people had urgent problems, focusing on those issues that I could help them with.
C I would listen to people and try to help them with all their problems, even if some were not relevant to my role.
D I was sympathetic up to a point and would try to help people where I could, but they had to understand I had a lot of problems to deal with.
Situation 2
Think of a time when you were part of a group of people who were working closely together, this might have been a working group, a group of friends or a group you were part of during your education.
6 A I listened to the views of others but rarely found that I needed to change my own views.
B I listened to the views of others and was always ready to acknowledge that they deserved serious consideration.
C I listened to the views of others and was readily persuaded when they put their arguments forward.
D I listened to and analysed the views of others before giving my own opinion.
7 A When someone was harming the team’s performance by not co-operating with the other team members, I told them how their behaviour was affecting my work and asked them to consider this.
B When someone was harming the team’s performance by not co-operating with the other team members, I told them they were being unfair and that they had to change.
C When someone was harming the team’s performance by not co-operating with the other team members, I did not see it as my role to speak to them about this, so I raised it with my manager.
D When someone was harming the team’s performance by not co-operating, I encouraged other team members to go with me to explain to the person how their actions were damaging our work.
8 A When I worked with other people I valued the differences that there were between us and that each person had something different to contribute.
B I found it difficult working with people who were different from me, as to work together well you really need people with more similarities than differences.
C I appreciated that people were entitled to be different from me and tried hard to adjust to their different ways and working styles.
D When I worked with other people, I was quite uncomfortable if they were very different from me and found it difficult to adjust to their different ways of working.
9 A I spent time making sure that I had a good detailed knowledge of the jobs of all of the team so that I understood how they fitted together and who did what.
B I had a broad overview of what others in the team did but not in any detail.
C I tended to get on with my work on my own and did not worry too much about what other people in the team were supposed to be doing.
D I made some effort to find out who did what job in the team and how the jobs fitted together, but I only knew the detail of the roles of people I worked closely with.
10 A When there was a new type of problem to solve, I chatted it through with the colleagues
that I got on best with.
B When there was a new type of problem to solve, I got the person most experienced in the area to deal with it.
C When there was a new type of problem to solve, I sought guidance from people with experience in that particular area.
D When there was a new type of problem to solve, I sought guidance from those I work
closely with.
Situation 3
Think of how you might try to maintain high quality standards in your work and assess your own performance in order to improve.
11 A I briefly planned what needed to be done then concentrated on the most urgent task, gradually working through the others according to my plan.
B I made sure at the start that I was clear about what the goal was then began on the most urgent task, reviewing what most needed doing next on an ongoing basis.
C I quickly began work on the activities that seemed most obviously urgent and progressed through the remainder in order of urgency.
D I made sure at the start that I was clear about what the goal was and how I was going to achieve it, then planned my work before setting about doing it.
12 A I did not find that I needed to check my work as people were generally satisfied with
what I produced.
B I spent almost as much time checking my work as I did doing it.
C I mainly checked those parts of my work where errors could most easily creep in.
D I always checked my work though as I grew in experience and confidence I was able to spend less time on this than before.
13 A If I found it was going to be hard to meet a commitment I had made, I made sure that
my customer knew that this was the case.
B If I found it was going to be hard to meet a commitment I had made, I did the best I could in the time available and, when I delivered, let the customer know I had tried my best for them.
C If I found it was going to be hard to meet a commitment I had made, I tried to renegotiate what was required of me and by when.
D If I found it was going to be hard to meet a commitment I had made, I delayed other work to make sure that I could meet the commitment.
14 A I took my own approach to my work, seeing the instructions I was given as rough guidelines and referring back to them only when I needed to.
B I always followed the instructions I was given exactly, explaining to others what I was doing
if that would help them to understand my actions.
C I sometimes found ways of doing things differently to the way I was instructed to do them
if this meant I could work more quickly.
D I generally followed the instructions I was given but when I didn’t I let people know so they would understand what had happened.
15 A In my planning, I made a quick estimation of the amount of work involved and accepted that I may sometimes be wrong and miss my deadline by a bit.
B I often failed to achieve objectives on time because, in my plan, I usually underestimated how much work was involved.
C My planning was based on careful estimation of the workload and a large margin for error
to ensure that I was never overstretched.
D I tried to make a good estimate of the amount of work required so that I set targets that
could be achieved.
Section 7 – Applicant’s declaration
• I understand that if I am successful, a check may be undertaken by Disclosure Scotland of any criminal record I may have.
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NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
As I was cycling back from the LIBRARY - I thanked the kindly soul who had left me that APPLICATION PACK upon COMPUTER 3 and also got a FLASH of TOMLINSON'S blood-red face - he was beside himself with fury...additionally I could hear ETI screeching:
"The bitch has found us out!"
I then remembered one of RIMINGTON's ILL jokes which I had paid little attention to, at the time:
"The MINISTRY for JUSTICE where we make things fairer for ourselves."
I can now understand the full meaning of that one - although at the time, I thought 'how puerile her sense of humour is'. It must have been in one of those governmental offices...so many of them...I have been in so many, after having been kidnapped by the ILL, who call themselves BRITISH INTELLIGENCE...the buildings and offices tend to look the same to me...I wouldn't have bothered to register where I was...just another 'WHITEHALL' type place...
The MINISTRY for JUSTICE...that sounds like some old COMMIE con...something from the erstwhile Soviet Union where high-ranking Party officials made everything 'fairer' for themselves...in fact, I can even remember DALDRY joking about that one, at the TEMPLAR CASTLE. "Everything is dealt out fairly but some people get a 'fairer' deal than others."
The MINISTRY for JUSTICE - even the title made me laugh...I mean, I thought that the normal collocation was at a grassroots level in terms of Henley-in-Arden's CAMPAIGN FOR JUSTICE...concerning environmental/child protection/health and safety issues etc.
To have a MINISTRY for JUSTICE is so bizarre...I mean do they not trust their colleagues in government to be 'just' or the LAW COURTS to be 'just' - the whole idea of British Society rests upon the idea that government is 'fair and just' and that the law courts are 'fair and just' and so why would we need a MINISTRY for JUSTICE?...I mean what precisely do these people do? Personally, I have no idea but I bet that they pick up astronomically fat paychecks...
This just gets more and more 1984...G-d bless GEORGE ORWELL.
I can now understand everything...of course...the last place that one might look for the top ILL...would be in the MINISTRY for JUSTICE...and yet once one knows their ways...it would naturally be the FIRST place to look...
I cycled back to the flat...muttering as I walked in the door that I would fill in that application form for a laugh...perhaps I shouldn't have 'outed' the ILL onto the INTERNET so quickly...it would have been funnier to surprise them with a satirical application...but there you go...I then got another BURST from TOMLINSON upon the network:
"You do that and you are DEAD."
Naturally, that is a red rag to a bull...I will have good fun, composing/filling in a 'suitable' application form and sending it off to this MINISTRY for JUSTICE.
I wonder now...what 'tone' should I adopt...NEO-CON...NEO-NAZI with a refreshing radical ISLAM twist? What would piss them off most?
I could put down in the specialist interests column: MIND CONTROL PROGRAMMING WITH SURAHS...but maybe that is a bit too blatant...a bit too 'obvious'...
I could talk about my collection of SPOONS...as a 'warmer'...
Other notes:
A typical 'governmental clause' which I can now remember RIMINGTON and her ILK using...see:
Please read the following before completing this form:
"Because of the nature of the work, certain designated posts within the Ministry of Justice are exempt from the provisions of the Rehabilitation of Offenders Act 1974."
No disclosure as to what that might mean. But it brought to mind TOMLINSON - 'rehabilitated' and on every drug under the Sun - at ACORN VILLAGES.
I immediately read it as 'those like TOMLINSON/RIMINGTON get themselves a fat salary and 'no work' at all except to continue mind control programming under the aegis of PRINCE CHARLES...in the hope that he will fulfil his delusions of grandeur...upon a world stage someday' (the guy's psychology is so INTERESTING in that way)...
So this ACT has no power or effect on the 'offenders' - WHY?
EXEMPT only means one thing - the ACT has no power over you AT ALL.
I remember this ORWELLIAN double-speak...RIMINGTON had pointed it out to me - it was her (and the ILL in general) let-out clause - the term 'spent'. However, I am still mystified as to how this loophole operated.
"Applicants are not entitled to withhold information about criminal convictions, which are treated as 'spent' under the provisions of the Act. Therefore, applicants must give their full criminal record history, including 'spent' and 'unspent' convictions irrespective of how long ago the conviction took place."
My only guess here is that when the POLICE arrested the lot of them (RIMINGTON et al) at the recording studios in LONDON...but that they all still had too many ILL contacts within the POLICE and were subsequently 'released'...with no 'spent' or 'unspent' periods in jail...
Although I am quite sure that RIMINGTON did have 'spent' and 'unspent' times in jail...the whole world knows that TOMLINSON did...
Therefore one has to pose the simple question - how did the PAIR of them - RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON get a job at this MINISTRY for JUSTICE?
All one can deduce is that this MINISTRY for JUSTICE is a MICKEY MOUSE affair. Do not 'deal' with this MINISTRY - they are not above board - they could destroy your whole life.
Other notes:
THURSDAY MORNING...
I had a massive chunk of memory back last night ...from GEORGIA...however I need firstly to put down a couple of odd little memories:
PAUL O' GRADY - I remember him telling me a story of about how and ADDER had been hiding in his woodpile and had BITTEN him - at the TEMPLAR CASTLE.
A couple of days ago - this was headline news upon YAHOO! frontpage. I was bemused...I had heard the story before...had it happened again? Had he been bitten a second time?
I then thought...maybe it is metaphorical...in dreams, a snake biting you - maybe unpleasant but it can signify knowledge and wisdom...(rather like in the GARDEN OF EDEN)...I then thought of the pun upon ADDER...was this all about ACCOUNTANCY-trained MARK ROCKEFELLER? 'It all adds up'. One of the TITLES of the books that he told me to read out of the QUICK READS selection.
Secondly, I remember being in SOMERFIELD SUPERMARKET and pointing out the LLOYD GROSSMAN sauces to RIMINGTON...I found it odd that RIMINGTON appeared to have never heard of this man's name or his products...she was heavily into PAS 'foodie' MIND CONTROL...I wondered briefly if he might be her uber-mind control programmer...at any rate, he wasn't one of her CHEF programmers...and he was JEWISH...RIMINGTON normally took an interest in her so-called JEWISH friends in the ILL CULT...
Other notes:
Last night...a memory came back...piece by piece...it started to come back because I began to have 'flashes' of what was happening to TOMLINSON and RIMINGTON...
Once the MINISTRY FOR JUSTICE had been exposed...the Police had gone in and removed all of the software/hardware...everything in there.
One particular, small locked room...was of paramount importance...it was RIMINGTON'S little office (to your left, down a corridor as you walked in from the outside)...with a tall bookcase up one wall, beside the desk - which looked out of the window, at the back of the room...RIMINGTON'S computer had all of the details of the SLAVE BASE that she was paying, under the table...it had all of the passwords...you name it...it was on there...and her password was something like 25QPR...or possibly 2sqpr...
I can relate this to two of my dreams now...firstly the 'office' where RIMINGTON was looking over a walled garden to see MANNINGHAM-BULLER and myself, inside it...I then walked out of the garden and into this office...and pulled a gun out...RIMINGTON had been surveying us/controlling us...from this office...
Secondly: QUEEN'S PARK RANGERS...I suppose that related to my dream of RABBITS in that forest...and the park rangers who came up behind me and pointed rifles to my head...as I was studying the map of the entire area...
Anyway, I then saw TOMLINSON/RIMINGTON and I think that they were in the COLOR CAFE at SCHIPOHL AIRPORT...at any rate, they were in a restaurant and they were being followed...PRINCE CHARLES was on the phone to them...almost continuously...he kept on ringing up TOMLINSON to relate what was going on at the MINISTRY FOR JUSTICE...he was obviously very upset...he had had a lot of governmental power, whilst they were controlling this MINISTRY...they were his servants in government...in the business of ushering in the ISLAMIC NWO.
I then saw RIMINGTON get some tickets out of her bag and they looked like FRENCH railway tickets...I could make out MILANO...and wondered where they were taking their flight to...probably PARIS - to then take a night train to MILAN.
They were then arrested, handcuffed and taken away.
Other notes:
The above 'flashes' made me begin to think about the ITALIAN CONNECTION again...I was picking up a 'godfather' called ALESSJANDRO in MILAN...and his connection to a LEVITE (of ITALIAN origins) who owned a Castle, nearish to the Russian border...in the Georgian mountains...to the EAST of GEORGIA (for some reason, again I saw the map of GEORGIA reversed in my mind - just I had done with AUSTRIA but have just checked up this country, in the ATLAS)....and if I am not mistaken...near T'BILISI...which is that strange point upon the RADIO dial...one that always fascinated me as a child...why was it there...why didn't anybody know about this place/country? Anyway, the castle would have been in one of those CAUCASUS mountain ranges.
RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON had 'bought' services off this man...in connection with the LEVITE in Georgia...and the President SACKVILLI (I cannot remember how to spell his name)...and also a connection to somebody called BOROMIL...possibly VLADIMIR BOROMIL...anyway, this RING had been paid to attempt an assassination of PRIME MINISTER PUTIN.
This is what had been behind the RUSSIAN invasion of GEORGIA.
I also saw a 'flash' of this castle in the mountains...going up in flames and the LEVITE being burnt alive, within it.
I then began to remember...how we had all been taken to this CASTLE in Georgia...in 1980. We had all met this LEVITE.
People had called it CASTLE VALDJSTEIN but presumably as a joke...that is surely a German name?
Anyway, I will simply relate what happened to myself, there:
The programmers slit my wrists and put me in a bath of water, for about half and hour, until the water was red with blood...they then took out the plug...and led me, half-dazed...to a largish room with a massive circular window which encompassed the view of the sunset...a very PINK sunset all around you...I was then programmed by this 'black magician'...the LEVITE.
He was telling me and showing me with hand gestures...that my 'white bird'...my 'dove'...as in my 'soul' was now going to leave and to join that PINK SUNSET...
Firstly, he made a triangle with his hands...then he put one of his thumbs into it...saying 'we put the thumb in, like so'...(meaning anal rape after the 'blood-letting')...and then your 'bird' flies away into the sunset...he then joined up his thumbs and imitated a bird flying away towards that pink sunset outside...
I suppose the idea of the blood-letting was that the 'lower soul' is attached to the blood...and so we literally felt ourselves (we were all put through this process by the programmers and then led into this promontory/viewing station of a room)...draining away, down the plughole, into the drains...
Later on, I was put into a tiny bedroom...it looked 'eastern European' in decor...the curtains were of a dull green/yellow and looked 1950s...and this LEVITE came in to talk with me...I was on the bed, feeling very weak...
He was peturbed by me, for some reason and launched into a rationale of what he was doing and why he was doing it...I told him that I didn't want to hear his repentence, he should save that for G-D...he flew into a temper and told me that I needed more 'blood-letting' and left the room...
I do not know if it was the same day or the next but I was taken down into the bowels of the castle...to a large underground room that had doors off it...the 'cells' or the dungeons...there, this man 'bled' me again...into a goblet...in front of RIMINGTON and SCARLETT...I told him telepathically that I would be like a TROJAN HORSE to him...I would destroy him from the inside, if he dared to drink my blood - I would poison him - my blood would act like a curse upon him...he walked off with the goblet...but he didn't dare to drink from it...there were others down there too...I remember SHANA following RIMINGTON around, wherever she went...
This LEVITE was telling everybody that 'I DRINK YOUR BLOOD AND I CAN SEE THROUGH YOUR EYES'...it appeared to be the 'keyhole' in this demonic process...the way in which you could then invade another person's mind...'run' them like a slave...by telepathy.
What did he tell me in that small bedroom? He told me that he was a 'demon from hell'...but in fact, all he was...was another ILL-programmed slave...and I told him so - he admitted it but he also got furious and showed me images of a demon - this was his own image of himself - he truly wanted to believe that he was a 'demon'...a bit like watching 'LORD OF THE RINGS' inside that mountain with the dragon...but less frightening...I was not in the least bit scared...all I was looking at was a 'weak personality' who had decided to be whatever his programmers had told him to be...and I was interfering with his 'self-image'...he had decided that it was all 'hopeless' and he was just playing the game...the ILL game...he told me that he had murdered 100,000 of people in that Castle...I have no idea but one can imagine that he had tortured and murdered a lot of people in there...he was the 'new age' COUNT DRACULA...the COUNT VLAD...and I begin to wonder now, what sort of impression he had made upon TOMLINSON?
TOMLINSON was to adopt the same sort of persona - at the TEMPLAR CASTLE. I wonder about MIKE WEALE now...he had similar 'looks' to this LEVITE...
Anyway, the pure irony of the situation became clear...as we were all about to leave...and we were taken to a room which was stacked with LEVI-STRAUSS jeans...
This LEVITE was part of family which had built the LEVIS jeans ILL empire in the USA...now isn't this family descended from ITALIAN roots?
Anyway, the LEVITE told me that he couldn't find a pair to fit me because I was so large and had been so 'bad'...not true...ALLISON STONIER and CHRISTINE DARG were larger than myself...it was pure spite...
The rest of the course all put on their brand-new LEVIS and they were SO happy...each pair had been especially chosen, to fit them exactly...and they all admired each other in their new jeans...even KATHLEEN looked happy...and the LEVITE complimented her, upon how well they suited her...and then we all left...having finished with that particular stage of our 'tour around the world'...I remember, everyone walking out into the sunlight, out of that Castle...in their new jeans...the nightmares behind them, proudly sporting their new jeans...I suppose that we were all so desperate by that point...so impressed by the smallest of 'kindnesses'...and most of us were teenagers...LEVI JEANS were very expensive and 'cool'...
Other notes:
The fact that this guy was a LEVITE raises many questions in my mind...the LEVIS who had desecrated the TEMPLE in JERUSALEM with their idols...banished from ISRAEL by G-d...thrown out of their ancestral home...I suppose that if you were from that tribe...you would carry that sin and that shame...more than most...and it had obviously sent this guy completely insane.
However, when one looks at SHARON back in Israel...he was also from the tribe of LEVI...G-d is now 'happy' with them...they have been allowed to return...the nightmare is behind them...although, this all came too late for that LEVI in GEORGIA somehow...he was convinced that he was part of the demonic forces within this world...
It also makes me a little nervous...because I remember how when I cut my thumb...SHARON had sucked it for me...like a parent to a child...
Additionally I think back to THE LESSER KEY OF SOLOMON...written by an ELIPHAS LEVI...a servant of the BRITISH CROWN...this book had been used as programming materials in 1980...MANNINGHAM-BULLER was to show me some of the symbols from it, in 1997.
Anyway, in summary...I can now understand where ED got his idea from...regarding Grandma Clayton and the PINK SUNSET over Europe...LONDON and PRAGUE...he would have been thinking of the 'white dove' going into that pink sunset...all part of ILL programming.
Additionally, I can now fully understand what SCARLETT had meant when he pointed out that PINK BIRD statue upon the MONARCH jigsaw puzzle and said that it was part of 'me' for some reason...along with the ghostly white presence which is sinking through the GREEN FLOOR...the jigsaw puzzle was describing two events...the seeping away of your blood - your 'essence'...mingled with the bathwater...down into the drains of that castle...and your 'white bird' being sent off into the PINK sunset...
Having to view that PINK LIGHT of the sunset...after we had been drained of blood for half an hour, in a white enamelled bath...I suppose this is the VENUSIAN CULT...blood-suckers...
These PINK SUNSETS are very common over VIEILLEY from the Summer into Autumn...and very beautiful...that is what made the whole situation macabre but also made you 'passive'...because it was so beautiful...that sunset...the idea being that your 'soul' flies back to G-d and your body remains as a 'working automaton'...to be used by the ILL CULT.
There are two other things that I remember about that time and both are about MUSIC:
Firstly that STRAUSS waltz...I forget the name of it...but it had been used over the tannoy at RACKHAM'S DEPARTMENT STORE...to denote a BOMB ALERT to the staff...in order, not to alarm the customers...the most famous waltz of the lot.
The LEVITE had put it on when we first arrived and it had blared out...all over the castle...he commented that you could get very bored of hearing it.
Additionally and I have no idea why...I associate that song ITCHYCOO PARK to this Castle...it must have also been played at some point...
"What did you do there? We got HIGH. It's all too beautiful..."
That sunset was glorious. The panoramic view of the countryside below in the valley - which stretched out into the horizon...I suppose the idea was that your soul would yearn 'to go back'...
SCRATCHY AND ITCHY?
ISAACS...ISAACSON...I wonder what name that LEVITE went under...also the name YITCHZAK...
I wonder now if that LEVITE had been behind the 'eyes' of my Mother and behind the eyes of RICHARD GORDON...in the case of my mother...I think that RIMINGTON was behind her eyes...her pupils darting to and fro...like a little lizard, which has been cornered...whereas with GORDON...I am not sure...he HATED Israel with a passion...and so did this LEVITE...
Anyway, I am almost sure that this LEVITE is dead now...I am not quite sure who burnt his castle down...but figure Russian/US airforces...must have bombed it, recently.
Other notes:
I also had a 'flash' of HELEN BROWNE coming out of that Castle with a group of young people...for some reason...yet I am quite sure that she wasn't programmed in the same year as me...she must have been sent upon the same 'course' later on...of course, she must have been...in order to join the TEMPLAR class of ILL slave...
Additionally, I can remember that ALL of Cruelty Corner ONLY bought LEVI jeans at 6th Form College...they wouldn't wear anything else...made a huge 'snobbery' about the whole thing...anybody who didn't wear them, wasn't worth bothering with...because they were 'uncool'.
Oddly enough - I never ever wore them...my mother bought me a cheap pair of jeans for college and I accepted another pair as 'hand-ups' from my younger sister...yet Cruelty Corner didn't get at me for not wearing LEVIS...only others, outside of their group...were UNCOOL.
I suppose that subconsciously...ever afterwards...wearing LEVIS would remind you of the departure of your 'soul' into that PINK SUNSET.
Other notes:
I have just come back from the garden...putting the rubbish out for HAZEL and myself...in front of EAGLE HOUSE...it is still dark...7a.m. in the morning...
I forgot to mention that yesterday, a large amount of logs were delivered to EAGLE HOUSE and there is now a massive pile of them by the bins...and a black tarpaulin over them...additionally, PETRONELLA was out in the garden, yesterday afternoon...chopping the large logs into smaller ones for her fire...she has a large tree trunk in place, as a chopping board...
Anyway, as I was putting the garbage out...I came face-to-face with the worker who comes into the garden to collect PETRONELLA'S garbage from FLAT 1 black bin...he asked me if there was any rubbish in this bin...and I told him that I had no idea...
He then told me that they had had a letter stating that she needed 'assistance'...
Of course, I knew that already...a man always comes in to put out her rubbish...the lights were on in her flat this morning...she could easily have done it herself and so why doesn't she?
I KNOW why...because the two ILL police who had answered her call (in relation to trying to frame me up with 'common assault'), were so very 'kindly' to her in relation to her downright lie about having ME...that they had promised to get her proper COUNCIL assistance...and they obviously did so, without checking any of her so-called 'credentials' for warranting such 'assistance'.
What a SCAM. The woman claims to have 'ME' and to need 'assistance' AFTER she had pulled up half the garden and physically ATTACKED my person (surely nobody who really had ME would be capable of doing any of that?)...and the POLICE then contact the COUNCIL in order to get her proper 'assistance' from the AVEOLI 'garbage collection' company?
Anyway, I put the Council worker right upon that one...showed him the log pile and 'chopping board'...told him that PETRONELLA had been out chopping logs yesterday afternoon and that as far as I know...she is not disabled in the slightest...far from it - I then told him that there IS a lady who is currently ill and who has a doctor's note to prove it, in FLAT 4 - that is why I was putting out her garbage for her...I told him that collecting PETRONELLA'S garbage was nothing but a SCAM, in operation - he shrugged and said 'well, we had a letter'...and walked off in a defeatist sort of way.
Other notes:
Now that RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON have been 'hammered' (as well as the MINISTRY for JUSTICE)...I wonder when PETRONELLA will choose to make a run for it?
Other notes:
I now realise that the LEVITE did me a good turn by NOT giving me a pair of Levis...thank you.
Was that one calculated...I wonder...where did I get that 'cloak of invisibility' from...from JOHN WATERS of course...could he have been running this LEVITE at some point?
I am one of the 'Kohanim' and as such, far more spiritually powerful than the Levi tribe.
Other notes:
This is so funny...it suddenly came back...I had a 'flash' of what was in several of the CABINET'S minds...and then it all came together...
They had 'stones in their pockets' proverbially-speaking...the image of largish stones, in pockets...
I then remembered MARK at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...we had planned this...or rather, I was chatting along...telling MARK about my most favourite scene in MONTY PYTHON'S LIFE OF BRIAN...
...which is where you have the PEPPERPOT WOMAN and her son JESUS...and she has gone off to buy small, paper packets of STONES...as you might buy POPCORN before entering a cinema...or bags of whole nuts, in order to feed the squirrels in the park...that sort of thing...
Anyway, I LOVED this whole scene because the 'women' have to dress up as MEN in order to be eligible as part of the crowd...in order to take part in the STONING to death, of a criminal...of course, the PEPPERPOT 'mum' is really a man anyway, although the rest of the crowd...as it turns out...are all real women, dressed as men...
JOHN CLEESE plays the HIGH PRIEST in a ludicrous head-dress...he is conducting the STONING...and at one point, the crowd of 'pretend men' get a bit too excited and shout at him to 'get on with it'...and the HIGH PRIEST hears a FEMALE voice in the crowd and yells back at them:
"IS THERE A WOMAN IN THERE?"
To which the entire crowd of women, dressed as men...shout back at him, in as deeply baritone tones, as they can muster:
"NOOOOO..." whilst wearing their traditional Middle-Eastern garb, hoods and false beards...
After remembering that conversation with MARK...I can now see how the next part of the future will run...
IF PRINCE CHARLES dares to try to ascend to the BRITISH THRONE upon his BALCONY, overlooking his serfs and slaves...the Cabinet (and just about everybody else) will be out there waiting, with STONES in their pockets...
Let us hope that you all practice first...that balcony is quite high up...so why not smuggle in a few SLINGS and CATAPULTS too? David and Goliath, time...
Can you imagine it...a real STONING in modern times...what a laugh...the ISLAMIC NWO walk out of those windows of BUCKINGHAM PALACE - out onto the balcony - to 'reveal themselves' - and then they are hit by a barrage of stones from below...this is all great comedy and highly cathartic, for those waiting down below...
I will be there...outside the ROYAL COURTYARD...with my stall, piled high with 'bags of small stones'...although naturally, you can all bring your own...
It is a brilliant idea...and MARK'S...I can see why he thought of that one now...it is so 'fitting' and upon so many different levels:
Firstly PRINCE CHARLES is STIGMATISED as a criminal of the highest order, against the JEWISH PEOPLE (and everybody else, for that matter - the man murdered his wife and tried to murder his mother, the QUEEN of ENGLAND)...it is a biblical punishment, after all...and CHARLES has always claimed to be 'Jewish'...descended from Moses, Abraham, Jesus etc.
Secondly, it is not necessarily a 'dangerous' activity, in the sense that nobody has got a gun/rifle and is consciously trying to murder/assassinate them...one assumes that the ISLAMIC NWO will retreat back into BUCKINGHAM PALACE, pretty niftily - as soon as the first barage of stones hits the parapet...and so no harm done...
It will only be their sense of PRIDE that will be harmed...they will have been utterly humiliated by the PEOPLE and upon national/international TV...across the entire world.
I mean you could only use a small stone, to get it that high up in the air - in order to hit the balcony and those on it...and so the 'weapon' would be more of a symbolic one...like chucking tomatoes or eggs at them...a symbolic gesture then...
I can see why MARK would have liked the symbolism of STONES...as in ROCKEFELLERS...or also the STONE-CUTTERS i.e. MASONIC world...(called the STONE-CUTTERS in THE SIMPSONS)...
MARK wanted a CHRISTIAN mind control world...not an ISLAMIC one.
Other notes:
Poor old PETRONELLA is out there again, this morning...chopping up her wood upon the chopping block...and one assumes, in overview...that this is what the WOODSMAN does...and that PETRONELLA is still trapped by the ILL GAME...under instructions from TOMLINSON to perform this task in the MASONIC GARDEN...beside her MOUNTAIN of wood under the black tarpaulin...
I can also assume that TOMLINSON hoped that I would not regain the above memory and that it would continue to harm me...subliminally...at a subconscious level...whereas, in fact...all that 'mountain of wood' under the BLACK TARPAULIN did...was to pull the whole load up immediately...
One can see that this LEVITE and this CASTLE were particularly influential upon TOMLINSON's mind...the whole COUNT VLAD number...
Other notes:
This is most bizarre...but I have known for a long time...a very long time...why G-D let the JEWS back into ISRAEL...back into their homeland - to regain it as their own...after so many centuries...HE was pleased that they were still so loyal to him...even though they had concocted the most elaborate plans - a basically 'underhand attempt' to get this country back...this actually worked in their favour because of the power of their need for Him...their need to get back to Him...to be 'His People' again, was so great, that they went to such extraordinary lengths...this actually worked in their favour...and he waived the 'evil done' in terms of the underhand planning that had gone on, in order to get their land back...their love and need of Him, over-ruled the underhand deeds committed in order to get back to Him...symbolically, whilst they were in 'exile'...they were always at 'arms length'...they had been cast out...and so their desperation to get back into G-D's 'good books'...led them to undertake extreme measures...and oddly enough, this didn't go against them...
Other notes:
I had an odd dream last night of the word MANSION...I was telling it to MARK, SONIA and SUE WHALLEY...
MR MANN'S SION
It had been used as a mind control command...and I think that this was in relation to the 'naked people in the park' photograph...
Other notes:
I had the unpleasant 'message' from STELLA RIMINGTON yesterday - that I should leave an EGG upon that chopping block...no way...it would represent those like myself...zygote slaves...
I have been wondering what I could put upon it...what about a PHOTOGRAPH or MONTAGE...
PRINCE CHARLES, STELLA RIMINGTON and RICHARD TOMLINSON...and SPIELBERG?
Anybody else?
Chop 'em up, PETRONELLA...you appear to be the 'axewoman' at present...
I could have a 'medley' of them...ROWLING...THE HEAD OF WARNER BROS...BLOOMSBURY PRESS...
Let me think now...PRINCE CHARLES could be in the middle of a sort of FLOWER medley of faces...with the words:
CHOP US!
YOU KNOW WE DESERVE IT...
However, that doesn't include MR MANN's face because I have never found an image of him upon the INTERNET...but I could include the grandfather ROCKEFELLER (he is on the INTERNET) because MARK told me that he was the REAL NAZI of the whole family...
Let me think...I could include the line:
MR MANN'S SION and so...
CHOP US!
YOU KNOW WE DESERVE IT...
MR MANN'S SION
I will have to include MARR, DALDRY...who else...I will leave out MANNINGHAM-BULLER (as I figure she tried hard to work against the cult but was got back under control)...and also COLLIE who had joined the QUEEN'S women...to protect her, against her son...even if she did lead the disinformation racket around 'space lizards'...
I will include ETI and PIOTR KUHICZAK...no photograph of LOWRY available though..I will also include the head of M & S...and so on. I will leave out those in the 'crowd'...obviously the CABINET were not chosen as 'leaders' of the NWO...
Alternatively, I could just have PRINCE CHARLES' face...I will have to see...
I will also have to superglue it onto the chopping block or otherwise PETRONELLA will be given instructions to remove it...hence the chirpy 'joke' to chop 'em...so that she doesn't feel inhibited...
If she is instructed to ring the POLICE and cite 'harassment' - a little bird tells me that the POLICE will wave her off with 'it's just a practical joke'.
Other notes:
I am now beginning to get the whole picture...regarding ISLAMIC communities within this country...and the ISLAMIC NWO plans...
Trouble began to brew when TONY BLAIR'S government chose an extreme radical/fanatical follower of ISLAM as the head of their Islamic Council to advise government...
As my mother had said, years ago...about the Islamic and Sikh communities in B'ham - whilst she was Director of Public Health there...they value education, they work extremely hard at building up their family businesses... they are not particularly religious...and they are not trouble-makers...they have to deal with a certain amount of racism in this country but they stay because they like living in a LIBERAL society...they like the 'free market forces' and the tax laws...as a result of living in B'ham...they have created a lot of jobs...and some families have become extremely wealthy...by their own hard work...
Anyway...I can remember the CH 4 documentary which was made in order to represent the MODERATE views of the vast majority of Islamic communities in the UK...a 'voice' that had been suppressed by TONY BLAIR'S radical Islam Council...
These people were frightened to put their head up over the parapet but they did so because they understood how dangerous things were becoming...and they didn't understand what was apparently happening in their own communities...the rise of 'fascist Islam' was as scary to them as it was to the rest of the UK...it threatened their businesses and their livelihoods, that they had spent so many years, building up within this country...none of it made any sense...least of all the 7/7 BOMBERS...
In retrospect, one can see how scared these people were...they wouldn't just have been wary of being thought 'blacklegs' by Islam, in general...they would have had ROYALTY and BRITISH INTELLIGENCE against them...the ISLAMIC NWO being implemented by the MINISTRY for JUSTICE...
NOTES CONT'D
Another couple of 'urgent reply' messages left in my email box:
ibkaf2 URGENT REPLY
mr_taomar01@centrum.cz URGENT REPLY NEEDED IMMEDIATELY
NOTES CONT'D
http://www.justice.gov.uk/jobs/current-vacancies_10416.htm
So what is so CROOKED about this particular 'vacancy'for an Admin Assistant?
I get it - the ILL want one of their own in place there - in order to entrap myself?
One can see this is a 'pivotal information access' remit - you could alter/destroy/subsitute all sorts of files, before a COURT CASE.
This is the 'vacancy' for an Admin Assistant at the MINISTRY of JUSTICE:
Administrative Assistant
Location: Essex Magistrates
Job reference number: 575n/12/08
Salary: Starting at £12,705 with the potential to rise to £15,400 in time.
Closing date: 12 December 2008
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Good administrative staff with excellent customer service skills are vital to the effective operation of the Courts, Tribunals and other offices within the Ministry of Justice (MoJ). Most of the staff within MoJ are employed in administrative roles.
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3. Filing.
4. Form-filling.
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6. Operating court/tribunal/office equipment.
7. Collecting & balancing fees, including use of Chip & Pin.
8. Opening, logging and distributing mail.
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A brilliant website upon the 'death culture' of the corporate world:
http://www.declarepeace.org.uk/captain/murder_inc/site/corporatism.html
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
I compiled a '5 minute' COLLAGE/MONTAGE of the faces of almost all of the people I had listed beforehand...but forgot to find a photograph of ROWLING (but then it was her father who was most to blame - she was just a 'weak' character)...I also couldn't find a photograph of the 'owner' of MARKS & Spencers (not even in terms of top shareholders)...but I found the 'rest of them'...and superimposed their photographs on top of all of those ILLuminati symbols from oil companies to insurance to a paramilitary organisation protecting oil sites in Iraq (named after some 'misfits' from HADES - how sinister is that?)...
I also inadvertantly included the BRITISH and USA flags...because they were part of a montage already, upon the brilliant site that I had found (from which to copy images - a quick way to do it) which had a succinct article upon the CORPORATE ILL takeover of this world...and I figured...leave them on...this has all been about a 'slave-driving' war - between these two countries...OZ was the 'comeback' on ALICE programming...they are both as much to blame as each other...
I then superglued this 'poster' upon the CHOPPING BLOCK...so now, in MASONIC terms...these people and companies...are all for the 'chop'...
PETRONELLA can now feel free (because she won't be able to get the poster OFF the chopping block)...to chop away as she pleases...
IF she asks me about the poster...I will reply:
"What poster?"
"You saw me? You must be seeing things - how silly - did anybody else see me? You have 'ME', don't you - are you on any medication?" etc.
I will then ask to SEE the poster and remark:
And...
"Who are these people? Do you know that old woman? Who is the guy with the squashed nose? Don't they look funny...ugly people...Oh, that looks like PRINCE CHARLES - why not chop him, first?"
And...
"How funny. This is just a joke. Take it in good part. Some 'radical pop artist' or something like that... Where is your sense of humour. Nobody appears to be offended by your 'chopping'. Far from it - they are ENCOURAGING to keep going. Why not? For my own part, I LOVE the smell of pine logs. I can help you to chop them, if you would like. May I do the honours? Give me the axe. I KNOW you have 'ME' and I would like to clear the air between us, by doing a neighbourly act."
I know that the above makes me sound like a conniving little 'snake' but I have never been that 'calculated' in my life, at all...I am just relatively good at 'adlibbing' after the event...i.e. after I have sabotaged another ILL plan.
Yet this time...I do not have to tug my forelock...and nor do I have to 'bow' or 'scrape'...I can employ full irony and bitchiness...in my public defence, of my own person. Play them back at their own game and with their own symbolism.
A certain MUSLIM source - contacted me to say that I should have included PETRONELLA'S photograph in the montage...I have no idea of how 'dangerous' she is in ILL terms...maybe as much as RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON...but I didn't look for her photograph...my 'source' said that would this have freaked her out completely...but I do not suppose that she has a photograph upon the INTERNET - and it was only suggested as an after-thought.
Other notes:
Additionally, the 'birds' were to tell me that MR PUTIN had been acting in a very uncharacteristic way, this morning...like a 'stung bear'...rebounding off the walls...because he had just read about the LEVITE in that Castle...'I drink your blood, I see through your eyes'...
How interesting, so it WASN'T the RUSSIAN MILITARY who bombed his castle then?
Of course...MR PUTIN was of the 'higher spiritual knowledge and level'...on a parr with REV MOON...and so that would have really hit home...the very idea that this man had drunk his blood upon ILL programming and could then 'see through his eyes'...I can understand why he would have lost his temper and why the 'birds' would report it...I can imagine that must have been quite scary to witness...MR PUTIN was on a higher plane than myself...much, much more so, in terms of 'control of his own mind'...and to know that potentially, this man had a 'backdoor key'...
However, MR PUTIN didn't have any real 'power' over me either...because I was a LOEHRR KEY RABB IT...and that meant, that I had been given the keys to him...if the whole ILL system needed to be aborted...because it was descending into WACO and upon a global scale.
One can only hope then that the FBI/CIA have got this under control and globally...which I presume they have been doing their best to do, for some time now...since 2001...despite the 'crazies' in their own intelligence agencies...those like NORTH/AQUINO and so forth...
The only heartening thing about CATHY O' BRIEN'S book was that she (and MARK PHILLIPS) knew - but couldn't disclose...the names of many 'insiders' who were working towards exposing the whole horror...those who had helped them...but naturally, couldn't be named....from INTELLIGENCE AGENCIES to the SENATE...CATHY O' BRIEN survived because of 'insider' help.
Naturally, the same could be said about myself. However, I have NO idea of who is helping me, at all.
I have tried to enlist 'help' wherever I could find a friendly ear...and that was anywhere and everywhere...abroad and 'at home'...for so many years...
No wonder, that evil, small-minded and petulant BRITISH BUREAUCRAT upon the plane to CYPRUS in 2006...complained about the fuss and trouble that I had caused...as if he were fanning himself against the'bad stink' from my seat, several rows behind him...he was effeminate and ungracious, to an incredible degree...a seedy little man...low-brow, low-level IQ...low-level everything...and probably working at the Cyprus British Consulate or British Council...
He had exclaimed:
"The problem is - there are too many agencies in on this!"
...and his female cohort agreed...she was just as bad...if she had been an animal (or bird) she would have died out quickly...her 'hunting instincts' in terms of checking the loo behind me with a vicious stare at me, as she passed by...was something akin to being attacked by a stuffed mad-eyed DODO. I fell into my seat afterwards...completely exhausted - I had been travelling for 36 hours or more (ferry and overnight wait for the Cyprus plane at Schipohl which was in the afternoon of the next day)...I laughed at that 'British Council' couple, in my mind - I had known so many of that 'type'...even though I lacked the energy to even smile i.e. to raise my facial muscles...my mind was 'smiling'...these sick, little people...these mind control slaves were hounding me...but knowing what they were and how far below me, they all now were...made me feel a few iotas better but not much...'on a wing and a prayer' literally...
Anyway, the guy KNEW that the game was up...too many people were 'tracking' and 'following' me...which is essentially what I had told everybody to do...and not just the BRITISH ARMY...it simply seemed to be the most commonsensical thing to tell anybody who was interested in the ILL CULT:
"Follow me...and you will pick them all up, in the end...they all constellate around me".
Over so many years now (starting at 17 years old)...I told every nationality under the Sun that one. It almost became my 'mantra' - as in, "sorry, I cannot tell you anymore...but if you want to find out...just track me...and you will find out the whole lot" (i.e. about the ILL around me, who will try to use and abuse me - and that way, you may find out what their 'plans' are/agenda is...)
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With reference to - the paragraph about the blogspot upon NEW AGE ILLUMINATI SYMBOLS:
Why hadn't this blogspot put up obvious 'new age' anxieties in terms of MACDONALDS and STARBUCKS...it was an interesting site by 'omisson' of companies that are normally targetted as ILL...maybe the above companies are NOT that bad now...
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Probably the most useful piece of information to RECOVERING ILL SLAVES upon this blogspot:
BUY vitamin tablets with IRON from SUPERDRUG.
RIMINGTON had tittered to me...that the ones from the CO-OP and so forth, didn't work...they were not absorbed....they had the necessary ingredients within them but they were not able to be assimilated by the human body...
Oddly enough...I went in today...and SUPERDRUG had sold out...of this very item...
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A small boy was upon the promenade,as I cycled round...he was watching me with an almost indignant look upon his face - his question, telepathically was:
Why be 'good' What is wrong with you? I told him, telepathically...to 'be good' is hard work...but you do not suffer afterwards...you FEEL good...unlike those who do evil...they FEEL bad afterwards...they get sick in a bodily sense...they get sick in their heads...
If you are 'good' to other people...you will not suffer the above...those who do evil will suffer as a natural consequence of their actions...but YOU have to be clever about it...to 'know' those who are acting from evil intent...know them...understand them...(to protect yourself from them)...
The little boy then broke into a BIG SMILE...he knew what I was talking about...how to FEEL good about oneself...
Poor child...he had been programmed so YOUNG to be ILL...and yet, it only took a few rational statements to set him' free' again...
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SATURDAY morning...
Last night...more memories came back from that CAUSCASIAN Castle...I was correct...HELEN BROWNE had been there...her father had sent her upon that weekend trip because he had been informed that she would get 'free jeans'...it was a 'pleasure trip' - courtesy of BRITISH INTELLIGENCE...additionally, LAURIDA REDDI was there and ANDREA (her best friend from school) and a whole group of others...perhaps it was her class from LANGLEY SENIORS...I am not sure...
Another memory had come back from being in that large underground 'chamber' with the rooms off it...which contained baths...victims were simply put into a bath for half an hour...I had heard RIMINGTON say, that in point of fact, nobody lost that much blood...something about how the slits in their wrists healed up quite quickly but the shock of seeing the bath water turn red...was enough to make them completely disassociate...and that was the point...
I remember being left in that 'prison' - fully clothed...with SEV and KATHLEEN...we were alone...there was an empty goblet upon the floor...SEV suggested that we drink each other's blood to empower each other (having heard what the LEVITE had said to us)...we agreed...we then reopened a slit upon our wrists and dripped blood into the goblet...I mixed it up with my finger...SEV asked if we should get DAVID GILES to do the same - he was 'on watch' and in one of the bathroom/cells - no idea what he was up to...I said NO - I didn't want any 'evil blood' mixed in our goblet...KATHLEEN drank some first...I suppose it wasn't scary for her...rather like the CATHOLIC COMMUNION CUP...SEV and I, were more hesitant...
The MAGICIAN then unlocked the huge iron door into that chamber and walked in...all three of us turned to look at him...and it was as if we were 'MIDWICH CUCKOOS'...I could feel this 'force' radiate out from us...a WAVE of HOSTILITY towards him...and he panicked and ran out again...'the power of three'...we were all focussing upon him...I do not know if he even guessed what we had done, what had happened...
I can relate this to what was to happen at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...after TOMLINSON had forced me to act like a vampire...drinking somebody else's fresh blood is a powerful psychic stimulant...I then had 'power' over ANDREW MARR'S mind...I could put anything into it that I liked...and so I installed the image of myself as a WHITE WOLF and started to track him down...he was terrified...
This is all so odd...once they are in that hypnotic state...you can make them believe anything at all...they do not 'see' reality...they see whatever you want to put into their minds, telepathically...
Anyway, SEV then decided that he would like to 'empower' himself a bit more...and he wandered off with the goblet into a bathroom/cell...I followed him...HELEN BROWNE was in the bath...in some semi-comatose state...with her arms hanging out of the sides...with a shock, I recognised her...I hadn't even known that she was at the Castle, at the time...SEV hadn't met her before, he didn't know her...he asked her very politely and somewhat apologetically:
"Do you think that I could have a drop of your blood?"
He then laughed his inimitable laugh...at the surreal and macabre quality of the moment...HELEN 'woke' up slightly and said 'yes'...SEV then tried a few more bathrooms...I cannot remember how many he did...
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The next memory was in that small bedroom...there was a small stove...in fact, this was the LIVING QUARTERS of the 'magician'...he had hived me off in there...this 'quarter' of the castle was again - protected by a big iron door...which had been locked...and upon the table which was covered in linoleum...were the typical Italian 'pots' with which to make coffee...
I think that this was part of the programming LAVAZZO...I was given a small cup of sweet black coffee...in order to revive me...and I drank it because of the high sugar content...maybe it was drugged...maybe it sent me to sleep, I cannot remember...
The idea behind the coffee was LAVA...our blood went down the drains and into the mountain (the castle had been carved out/into the rock...a fortress of types...our BLOOD was the 'fire in the mountain'...the LAVA...is this related to the MONTEFIORE family? Fire on the Mountain.
Anyway, the LEVITE came into talk to me...and after some debate...I told him that I could help him to escape...he would simply have to tell me what to do...I will not elaborate upon what was done...suffice to say - once RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON had come back into that part of the Castle - we drugged and then reprogrammed them...the 'magician' had the drugs in his storeroom, off that corridor...along with all of the coffee, sugar etc.
SCARLETT let out a sort of animal yell before he succumbed to the drug in the coffee - which alerted the graduates who came and banged upon the metal door...the magician told them that SCARLETT was now sleeping...he had simply done that for a laugh...to scare them...in their 4 year old boy alters, they readily believed him...
Anyway, last night I saw the escape 'journey' of the LEVITE magician...it was quite incredible how he managed it...but he managed it...and then he went to the MOB and told them everything...
So I was quite wrong to have said that he went up in flames ,in that Castle...somebody did...but I do not know who...additionally, I still have no idea who burnt it down...but figure now, that whoever did so, was probably 'covering up'...
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I remember seeing HELEN BROWNE and LAURIDA REDDI standing with a group of others in the sunlight - as we were all leaving the Castle...one of my course came over to me and said bitchily...'HELEN knows you but she is ignoring you' - it was ROWLING...I replied to her that I was ignoring HELEN...I had no reason to want to speak to her, I was standing with KATHLEEN and SEV at the time...
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Back at 6th Form College...and getting ready to go out at the weekend in my bedroom...HELEN BROWNE told me that she wanted to show me her new bra...she took her top off and sat in my chair...throwing her head back over the top of it (a small modern chair) and her arms over the side of it - and asked me 'do I look like a SUICIDE victim?'...I said 'yes' immediately because she was acting in a weird dramatic way...and the best thing was to agree with her...to put a stop to it...she then sat there in this pose for ages...I kept telling her to hurry up and get ready but she wouldn't...'do I look like I have just slit my wrists? Do I look 'dead'?'...I replied 'Yes, yes...yes'...etc whilst ignoring her. HELEN must have had some sort of a flashback to what had recently happened to her...additionally, she appeared to have combined the horrific experience with 'eroticism'...it excited her to think of dying in this way...acting it out.
In the BATH in that cell...HELEN had looked completely BLANK...nothing behind the eyes at all...no working 'brain'...nothing there...that is why I didn't stay long in there, whilst SEV was trying to get a drop of blood out of her...she simply wasn't 'there'...and that had scared me.
TOMLINSON told me last night...what had happened to HELEN BROWNE...her father had prostituted her out, to all of his mates down the street...HELEN had been one of the most sexually abused girls at school...that was why she had become such a 'blank'. She had begun to see PAIN as PLEASURE - her near death experiences had taken on a form of eroticism. I can now guess where she got her 'broken nose' from.
Her class had also been one of the most abused...along with E class...these classes were for these particular pupils...ROBERT CIPOLLA had been fitted with a chip - or more chips than the rest of us - early on...MARK was to tell me...hence the irony of the schoolchildren calling him 'Chip' as a nickname...he had been part of another experiment...
So...let me think, you had HKO and then ULE...not 'I'...I got that wrong...U was ULVERLEY GREEN...we had been told that they all represented areas in the district...but then the CHEMISTRY teacher had told us that they all related to the PERIODIC TABLE...I have still no idea of what to make of this...
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The ILL believe that drinking another's blood enables them to 'see through another's eyes'...it certainly enabled us three to 'work together' and upon a psychic level...however, the dangers are manifest...the risk of AIDS/PORPHYRIA...and all sorts of other blood disorders...not least HEPATITIS...additionally, mental-sickness...for example, I warned the LEVITE that I would put a BLOOD CURSE upon him, if he drank my blood...he knew what I was talking about...and he didn't....your blood as a 'trojan horse' within another person...
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PETRONELLA has removed my poster from the CHOPPING BLOCK and no comeback upon it as yet...I wonder what she will do now?
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I had an odd dream last night...I had the ability to walk in and out of the POLICE STATION in Harwich...but no idea what I was up to...I was walking up a corridor there...and then let myself out...I then found myself upon a bookcase with lots of books upon it...and I was walking all over them...then I met some people...HELEN BROWNE'S mother included...and they were looking at a TV monitor and some 'mad woman' who was audtioning for a body-building contest...it looked like PETRONELLA...and they were laughing at her...MRS BROWNE asked me if I knew anything about this woman...she had apparently come from the SOUTH and from SAINT ANNE'S...I couldn't remember.
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I have remembered quite a few more people in the HARWICH area - who taught me all I needed to know - to get through the various stages of this sick ILL game. Naturally, I cannot identify them but I can now see just how many people were involved and at every step of the way.
I am therefore feeling a lot better about it all now - the Council Summons about 'Council Tax' is but water off a duck's back...because I have so much support and from every quarter...I mean I had both the CIA AND Russian Intelligence, covering me whilst I walked around INTERLAKEN...
I can now see how 'lucky' I was to have been chosen as an FBI agent as a child...and can now understand fully...COLLIE'S put-down remark, made in her office at the WARWICK CENTRE, 1997:
"You have an extensive vocabulary but you don't really know what the words mean."
I certainly did and I was furious at such a patronising and basically untrue comment...but now I can see that she 'knew' about FBI training - and that I had been put on it, during my very early childhood. She figured that she had triggered me into a 'mind control alter' and that she was talking to a 4 year old alter with an advanced vocabulary...whereas...she hadn't.
How did the FBI manage that one? To give a 4 year old child - the vocabulary of an adult? All I know is that I was an 'adult' compared to my father in his evil alter - abusing my sister as a baby, circa 1967/8. He was acting like a normal 4 year old with evil intent, whereas I was really 4 years old - but acting like an adult - ordering him to stop what he was doing and to get the key to unlock her handcuffs. I had been taught to be an 'adult' by 4 years old.
Additionally, after my cousin JEREMY'S daughter...FREYA had come back from hospital...after UNCLE BOBBY had thrown boiling custard at her face and neck...my mother said that she had completely changed in character...suddenly, it was like talking to an adult...who was using rather posh and old-fashioned expressions...her vocabulary had extended hugely in a short amount of time...the thing that worried my mother...was that her behaviour was basically that of a middle-aged woman of a certain 'class'...in a 4 year old...and the inference was obvious...she hadn't learnt that off her parents...so where had she learnt it from?
FBI training...except that this isn't FBI-sponsored necessarily...not anymore...not after MARK RICHENBACH had stolen every file off LOEHRMANN...
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A low level hum began to emit from my computer...telling me that the FBI would contact MANNINGHAM-BULLER to have me certified if I didn't stop now...really? That wouldn't be a Prince Charles inspired message, would it? It was certainly an MI6 FREQUENCY - or rather one that I recognised from MARK - his team - the RAW LIBRARY team were using that particular frequency in 1994 and I associate them with MI6 for some reason but I could be wrong.
I know they are supposed to be 'subliminal' but they are not and I had advised MARK not to use them - at the time. Obviously he didn't listen - is this the MOSSAD then?
Look CHARLIE-BOY...your madness is so extensive now - it even exceeds the MADNESS of KING GEORGE...and he was a real 'crazy Daisy'...surely you should be put away, yourself?
How old were you when you decreed that I should never be allowed to eat baked beans again in my life...were you in your 40s or 50s...ask yourself one question: is this 'fit' behaviour for a King?
Or more pertinently - question your 'sanity'...if you have one ounce of it, still left in your brain.
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The QWERTY keyboard and the QWER KEY...wasn't that what controlled MARK?
MARK's QUIRKY mind...with a keyhole via QWER KEY...
Let me think now...he was programmed as RIMINGTON'S 'dog' and he obediently 'bow-wowed' for her...
CUE WER...WEREWOLF...DOG...that sort of thing?
Is this the 'wolf-child' key?
Or the QUEER KEY?
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MARK is now in a semi-comatose state...he will not last long...his bodily systems are going down...
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Before the LEVITE left...in 'thanks' for my help in his escape (I knew enough about how RIMINGTON and SCARLETT operated, to give him a lot of advice)...he taught me as much as was possible...over that weekend.
We had completely wiped the memories of SCARLETT and RIMINGTON - after modifying their memories e.g. taught them to believe that RIMINGTON had dropped her handbag upon the tarmac at the airport (whereupon she might have lost something e.g. her bankers cards - she had so many in her wallet it was incredible....) and so on...anyway, one can say that the 'truth' was out there...from 1980 onwards...that guy knew the lot...and he had escaped the ILL system.
One of the things that he told me...was quite astounding...the 'top Jews' - who were Satanists but esssentially 'atheist' i.e. they believed in the devil - or the demonic forces of this world but NOT in the power of G-d...they had faked the HOLOCAUST - the SHOAH completely. Sure, JEWS were killed by the NAZIS but then so were a lot of other people...(there was one MENORAH that I saw, in that NAZI gold but there were also so many other golden objects...not Jewish at all)...
I know that now...having seen what SPIELBERG was up to at AUSCHWITZ...
It was a 'social experiment' of types and with their own people. The history behind it was...that there was a PREDICTION that there would be a SHOAH...I cannot remember where now...maybe the TALMUD...however, it was something that EVERYBODY believed in and were terrified of...and so this 'cabal' got together to FAKE it - FAKE the SHOAH...thereby overcoming this particular obstacle/milestone in Jewish history...and gaining ISRAEL back in the process...it was a social experiment, based upon the idea that if everybody believes that it has already happened...then 'thought makes manifest'...it becomes a 'reality'.
BUT it hasn't happened...and it will...the SHOAH is to come....and who will be left in ISRAEL...a very diminished population of Jews...only those who really believed in G-d...it will be a SHOAH worldwide...so no, G-D wasn't entirely happy about the way in which the JEWS had engineered getting Israel back...and they have not got over that particular 'milestone' in their history...how could they ever believe that they could fool G-d? Because the top 'occultic' members didn't believe in G-d...they were essentially 'old devils' who claimed to be atheists...those like BRICHTO...who have no real belief in anything at all, apart from money...MAMMON.
Anyway, I suppose this is why this memory was so late in coming back...and I suspect MARK and so many others...really didn't want me to wake up to that one...I have no idea if what the LEVITE said was true...but I suspect that it was...he was a victim of the cult as much as I was...he wanted to travel...he wanted a 'life' but had been forced to live in that terrible castle for so many years...rather like the OWL LADY in the hotel HARDER MINERVA...and PETRONELLA as BATWOMAN in the flat below...they are not allowed to leave...they go crazy...and I provided him with that chance to escape...and he told me...telepathically...many years later...just how he had managed to effect that one...through so many different countries - stealing passports as he went (the ILL hadn't given him one in Georgia, for obvious reasons)...ILL passwords to get money...all sorts of things...until he finally met up with people who could give him 'protection'...
Additionally...and this is even more bizarre...I had 'known' that I was 'kohanim' in relation to his 'Levite' status...that made me more spiritually powerful than him...and he couldn't overwhelm me...the LEVITE was then to tell me that I had fulfilled part of this PROPHECY...that the 'High Priest' would come back to 'save' the LEVITE...
Something I was to do a 'repeat performance' of in ISRAEL...with Sharon - also from the tribe of LEVI - servants of the TEMPLE...I cannot say that he really believed me...when I told him that he had been put through Son of G-d programming and had been crucified...in relation to the infection within his foot...one of the small bones had been damaged in it, when he was young...a nail through the foot...had chipped one of the bones...but anyway, I had planted the seeds of doubt in his mind...
Okay so the LEVITE had been sent mad by his terrible task at that Castle...and so one cannot verify anything that he said, in terms of his state of mind, at the time...but I am beginning to wonder if MOSHE DAYAN and his resistence group, were not at least somewhat, behind that one...they would have known about the PROPHECY...about the SHOAH...how it 'hadn't happened yet'...and they wanted to 'get' the US SATANIC BANKERS...the British Monarchy, their ILL system...BRITISH INTELLIGENCE..the whole lot...and so one has to suspect that they might have had a hand in this...
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Upon 'fooling their own people'...now this is an odd one...you have two children...brought up in the USA...whose families both came from Eastern Europe...both families escaped during WWII...both families were from the SAME VILLAGE in Lithuania...
These two children meet up in later life...they 'fall in love' and get married...years later...when they are in their late 60s/early 70s...they finally find out their history...how their families had both come from the same village...even odder...neither of them appeared to know that they had come from LITHUANIA in the first place...just 'Eastern Europe'...these two ASHKENAZIM JEWS are the New Yorker 'friends' of my mother...MURIEL LASKIN and her husband...they told her this story...or rather MURIEL did on the telephone, a few years ago, now...apparently it was all 'big news'...she had only just found out...and my mother was completely bemused...how could it be possible? So how could it be possible...that they didn't know which country they had originated from...'just coincidence' then, that they had met and married?
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The PSYCHOLOGY behind it all...is quite dumb-founding...I am quite sure that the LEVITE firmly believed in what he was telling me...
Again the propensity to 'make it up as you go along'...to start taking control of the SCRIPT of history...and if you do not like what one of your prophets has forecast...you 'modify' the historical script...write in a 'pretend holocaust', make it happen...and then get on with it...
The STUPIDITY and the grandiose aspirations of the entire project...which they managed to pull off...for so many years...'stupidity' because who would want to attempt to cheat an 'entity' like G-d?
The greatest 'heist' in modern history...fake your own 'death' and then grab back a country...or in the case of the ASHKENAZIM...occupy it...I have never quite got their axe to grind in all of this...I can understand the Jews who were descendents of those who had to flee from G-d's wrath...the first and second fall of the Temple...but I do not quite understand why the Ashkenazim would 'feel' that one when they were never part of the whole set-up anyway, having originated in and around Turkey...it is all rather confusing...
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The words of ASHKENAZIM 'Bruce' at the Prague DTO 1995 come back to me...'look into my eyes and I will tell you if you have a Jewish soul or not...you are either a shiksa or one of the PRIESTLY CLASS and I HATE them'...what on earth was he talking about ?
Also BETH LAZROE who was there at the time:
'NO NO NO...you are not a Jew - I AM A REAL JEW - look at me!'
BETH's whole 'raison d'etre' was based around telling people how much she had SUFFERED...as if this was part and parcel of Jewish ID...although she was quite obviously faking it and in the most incredibly overblown way...in relation to inviting me back to her 'hovel' where she kept her papers and books in storage...whilst she had a perfectly nice flat up the road - near to FAMU - a central, 'des res' flat...according to her bemused friend, who described it to me...and then said 'I suppose she must have moved'...after I had persisted in the story about the 'hovel'...
How easy was I to con?
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Having just looked out my kitchen window - PETRONELLA was in the garden by her LOGS and her CHOPPING BLOCK and was taking a photograph of it all...for no apparent reason...or maybe she was taking a leaf out of my book...i.e. if anybody moves her 'stash'...she will have a photograph to prove it...I wouldn't bother Love, nobody is going to touch your logs...who cares?
She must be feeling very 'threatened' at this point in time...I haven't remote-viewed her recently, although the 'birds' told me that she had cried herself to sleep last night...in the BAT basement. It must be an utterly miserable life...and TOMLINSON condemned her to it...betrayed her.
I suppose she is still terrorised into following orders...I cannot guess what mental hell that must be...although one can safely assume that she thinks that she is 'one of the damned'...and a wicked demon from hell...just like the LEVI did...until he saw 'reason' and a way of escape...
RIMINGTON was hoping that I would put an EGG upon that chopping block...to signify myself and others like me...which PETRONELLA would have indubitably enjoyed, smashing up...HARD LUCK.
I have given her an avenue of escape - through what I have been putting up upon my blogspot and she knows the URL only too well...so why doesn't she take it? Why doesn't she just walk out of there? She has the money to do so.
Is it a misguided sense of loyalty to TOMLINSON?
So many ILL SLAVES are now escaping...they cannot chase up all of them...all it takes is a bit of courage...just walk away.
She telepathically replied:
"You stupid bitch - you know I can't do that - I have to wait until after the CORONATION of PRINCE CHARLES."
Why?
"Because they will kill me if I don't."
They haven't killed me - why should they kill you? All you have to do is to walk away.
"You have protection from PUTIN - I don't."
I cannot argue with that one because I simply do not know - who is protecting me or not, as the case may be.
So when is the CORONATION then? Naturally, that would be planned for BOXING DAY - 25th NOVEMBER. Get your stones at the ready...PETRONELLA wasn't willing to tell me that and so I just 'downloaded' it from her mind...but I had already guessed as much...a 'favourite' ILL day for catastrophic events.
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The 'birds' then began to fill me in with a few more details about this CORONATION...firstly:
The 'real CORONATION will be a BLACK MASS. Apparently PETRONELLA will have to attend (she is one of PRINCE CHARLES' favourite slaves) and that will be upon the 23rd Nov.
HIGH GATE CEMETARY has been planned as the 'secret location' of this event - it will be under lock and key, upon this date - not open to the PUBLIC.
After that, the ABDICATION of the QUEEN will be announced...and then something odd...an IMPROMPTU ceremony - regarding the formal CORONATION of PRINCE CHARLES in Public - to be televised.
IMPROMPTU is an ILL word in this context...it doesn't mean an 'ad-libbed' event...but something else...not sure what...
I - M - PROMPT - U
Well I do hope that the LONDON POLICE stop it - if they do try to perform this BLACK MASS - as far as I know - it involves child sacrifice.
HIGHGROVE is also on the cards too - as a possible VENUE.
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Looking at PETRONELLA's 'mind' - she is under consistent psychic attack from TOMLINSON who issues curses willy nilly...the easiest way to remedy this is to say 'return to sender' and then make up a hideously long equation (she will know how to 'send it back' but essentially it is all about your own 'will')...so for example:
1.3239506605948430303 in Base 7, divided by E=MC2...times infinity...etc...this will 'rebound' the 'computer EMF curse' and as TOMLINSON will not have time to do the sum, in order to deflect it...it goes back to sender...easy...MARK taught me how...just make sure the equation is long enough and hard enough...he is getting better at it now...and might even be able to do that sort of equation (above)...crazy but true...this is how you protect yourself from 'hi-tech wizardry'...as a chipped ILL slave.
Just remember that you are dealing with an insane 4 year old and not a 'man'...it helps.
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I bought myself a two-bar heater the other day...it is a KINGAVON model...and in order for it to work...I had to find a wooden board...it has a switch underneath it which has to be depressed...in order for the fire to work...it is a 'safety device'...so that if the fire falls over...the switch comes out again...and the fire switches off. Anyway, the heater didn't work, placed upon my carpet because that didn't depress the switch...and so I had to find a board, upon which to place it.
I found one in my big black suitcase...something that my mother had given me for this flat...it is a largish, oval ARTIST'S WOODEN PALETTE - just large enough to accommodate the heater...funny, I do not remember having either seen this or used it before now...I certainly didn't have it in MANNINGTREE whilst I was painting in oils and acrylics.
Of course...looking at it now...it is stained with RUST RED...that 'bilge' PURPLE...and GREY/BLACK...I am not quite sure what these coloured stains were supposed to represent...but one can make out a black cat...and some 'fishes'...
I was looking at this bar-heater upon the palette and the whole image struck me as very peculiar...okay, so it is only a makeshift thing to put up...to 'make do'...but even so, I never do anything by 'accident' or coincidence in this flat...
I suppose the whole 'effect' of the colour stains upon the palette...reminds me of the LITTLE RED ROOSTER of the ILL CULT...as in one of their 'devil' icons...no wonder, I haven't picked up a brush, since I came to this flat...but no real time, either...anyway, I will just 'return to sender'...
Upon that note...the 'birds' have told me: '...and a barrage of curses were sent back to BUCKINGHAM PALACE'...this appears to have been very useful information for a huge amount of people...even better...I should have stated it earlier...if I had known...
NOTES CONT'D:
I was a little early for my hourly computer session at the LIBRARY and so flicked through a book on the mysterious life of GRACE KELLY...remembering as I did so...how SUSAN BASSNETT had just read such a book at WARWICK in 1997 and was telling everybody that when she was young...everyone had said that she looked just like her.
I have forgotten to mention that over the SWISS flag upon Dovercourt High Street...is the FLAG OF MONACO i.e. the RED/WHITE flag.
Anyway, I walked off down the road to the Charity Shop next to St Helena's...to have a look at the 4 ITALIAN-looking ornaments upon boxes...in the GLASS CABINET - the last two objects to 'inspect'. I had previously inspected the pewter and other objects...
Two boxes - one PINK and one BLUE.
The contents of each, was on top of the box. Each box contained 1 SHOE and 1 handbag.
They looked as if they were made from textiles but on handling them - this was a trop d'oeil - they were in fact heavy and ceramic - also made in China.
I thought: CINDERELLA programming (only one shoe) and WOMB programming (handbag).
However, upon entering the shop - something else caught my eye and nearly made me laugh out loud.
Just beside this GLASS CABINET case...well, it looked as if every ILL programmer had handed in their SPECIAL 'ornamental' SPOONS from the entirety of the area. There was a wicker basket full of them...and then there was a wooden 'block' upon which the most 'special spoons' had been hung - in two rows.
WHAT A RELIEF!
So no more 'spoon-collecting' going on around here then.
Anyway, I carefully handled them all to pick up whatever psychic impressions I could find...and then asked the assistant if I could have a look at the ornamental shoes and handbags.
Upon inspecting them - I asked the assistant if she knew anything about them. Yes, she had seen them in another shop...it was the Co-op department store. I thanked her and left - made a beeline for this shop - the first floor.
I was to find what I was looking for - only ONE ORNAMENTAL SHOE there - and in ORANGE/FAUN.
It was called the LEONARDO DA VINCI shoe. I carefully repacked it inside its box - it had been put on display on top of it.
So this was 'my shoe'.
I 'knew' several things at once...in relation to GRACE KELLY and LADYR DIANA - that as the ILLuminati 'secret wife' of PRIME MINISTER PUTIN...that I could also meet some fatal accident because this is what the ILL will try to plan...even though I have formerly dissolved ties - and SHARON didn't appear to think that the marriage was completely 'kosher'. It wasn't a 'public marriage' either but I do not know what the ILL thinking is upon that one - whether it matters or not. All I know is that the ILL haven't dared to make a direct attempt upon my life as yet, for fear of offending MR PUTIN.
I do not drive and spend my time cycling everywhere - so it is highly unlikely that the ILL will be able to devise an accident in this way.
NOTES CONT'D:
Some more ILL 'urgent' messages, in my email box:
cabiru_bello10@libero.it URGENT RESPOND
Anthony Aliu URGENT REPLY 12:21 PM
barri bawadi private mail and answer me Fri, 5/12/08
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
In relation to the 'kohanim' and the 'servants of the Temple'...and MOSHE DAYAN'S group...they must have known the whole lot...but didn't have time to 'educate' me within it...about the 'prophecy' or anything much at all...
So my best guess here, is that they let me back into the ILL game as some sort of pinball...a heat-seeking pinball or bowling ball...that sought out the LEVIS and tried to save them from the cult...obviously important, in terms of fulfilling the prophecy...saving the true Jews - making a massive amount of trouble for the ILL CULT (LEVI slaves were obviously important to them - MONK who had the keys to the kingdom in St Petersburg had that 'look'...a Spanish Sephardic or Northern African Semitic appearance - rather like MIKE WEALE)...I have no idea...
So not SAVE THE WHALE then but SAVE THE LEVIS...
I recently learnt that SACHS is in fact a LEVITE name...so how do you get SACHS from LEVI? It sounds like a bad joke...
So what were GOLDMAN-SACHS doing commissioning those TEMPLAR CASTLE tapes? I suppose, pretty much what the LEVITE was doing at that Caucasian Castle, regarding the SACHS contingent but no idea about the GOLDMAN...
I remember now...I had put this down in my notes...much earlier - years ago...how I had teased DALDRY at that PRAGUE PARTY...because he wouldn't tell me his real name and so I kept inventing 'possibles' for him and I pretended to have eventually HIT upon it...by joking to MALCOLM...about...
'You have heard of SPIDER-MAN, SUPER-MAN, even BAT-MAN...but what about GOLD-MAN - here he is! GOLDMAN!' - pointing to DALDRY 'I think that GOLDMAN rather suits you' I added...'MR GOLDMAN'...Daldry just eyed me...I have no idea what he was thinking but it was probably violent yet constrained...he looked that way. A pillar of salt.
In relation to LEVI...I remember asking CRUELTY CORNER - back at 6th Form College, (and they loved LED ZEPPELIN)...what they all made of the lines 'WHEN THE LEVI BREAKS, GOT NO WHERE TO GO...'...nobody had any answers...until somebody piped up 'it means 'little Hans and his finger in the dyke'...BEN STENSON...said that...they all agreed with him...it was all about stopping up a 'dyke'...if you pull your finger out of the dyke...the 'LEVI' breaks...as in that seawall breaks...and the sea comes in...
Other notes:
HELEN BROWNE'S 'classy boyfriend' from the Southern Counties 'DAVE' whom she met at Buckinghamshire Business college and he was a decent enough 'rugby-playing' type of chap...however, his mother told him to dump her in favour of marrying his childhood friend, who was a neighbour and member of the 'hunting/shooting/fishing brigade' nearish OXFORD...and he did so.
I questioned my brother HUMPHREY upon the whole thing...he had gone to MAGDALENE COLLEGE and knew the whole 'class structure' of the UK - rubbed shoulders with the most 'elite' of society for a while...so what had gone wrong for HELEN? Had her father been too ambitious for her?
I described HELEN'S boyfriend's family...their large, expensive but not overtly 'posh' antiquated farmhouse in the Southern Counties...they owned a small amount of land...HELEN had invited me back there for a weekend and a rather odd one, to survey the situation - her boyfriend 'DAVE', had an uncanny resemblance to TOMLINSON in facial looks i.e. one 'squashed' brown eye, that looked half-closed...and I duly turned up at her 'party' and got very drunk...because I was having such a nightmarish time at ESSEX (having just been under 'goblin attack')...I had nobody to turn to...and HELEN was very kind, for the whole weekend...
HUMPHREY told me that there was the ARISTOCRACY...then there was the 'landed gentry' below, as a class...but from what I had described - HELEN's boyfriend wasn't even from those who called themselves 'landed gentry' - they were not significant...they were 'nobodies'...and generally despised by the higher echelons above them...'wannabees'...trying to be thought of as 'landed gentry' or 'aristocracy'...these 'upper class' MAGDALENE COLLEGE students whom HUMPHREY had to study with...all affected the same 'upper class' accent, around at his college (some were better at it than others) - and the 'in-fighting' as to who was of what division of the 'upper classes' was entirely boring (how good your 'accent' was, what Public School you went to, how much money, land, titles your family had)...he had nothing in common with them - or their social games - he was an 'outsider' to this class system - as a middle-class grammar schoolboy and was therefore outside of this entire vicious 'pecking order' social game. He didn't count. There were only 1/2 other grammar school boys around. I had no idea that this was the sort of social game, played at OXFORD...or maybe only at that college or certain colleges...but then...
I have never known this class of person (only met them, infrequently, once in a while) - glad to be exempt from such circles but one can see how there is a 'glass ceiling' at the top of the middle-classes. Nobody gets to break through. This is probably why the term 'Public School Wanker' was coined...I presume. You can get your children into the 'upper classes' or their 'circles of acquaintance', by simply sending them to Public School - although they will then be trained to 'look down upon you' because of it. That is what had happened to TOBY MACKLIN - his St Paul's 'best friend' came from one of the most elite families in the UK - the CADOGAN family. Toby's father was apparently from the 'working classes' but had made good in the 'Forestry Commisson' and had apparently run it for the government, at some point...
Not to say that the middle-classes do not have their own prejudices...DR BETTLE was to introduce himself to me as a 'grammar school boy' and asked me where I had gone to school...as an example of how to 'tell him a bit about myself'...I thought...'you have the brains of a patronising gnat'...nobody with brains would adopt that 'classist' sort of approach, in terms of talking about themselves...particularly not, since the grammar school system bit the dust, so many years ago...but DR BETTLE seemed immeasureably proud of himself for being a 'Grammar school boy'...
I suppose this has always been the 'I've got a brain' defence - against PUBLIC SCHOOL brats (who do not have to pass a similarly difficult exam to get a place at their chosen school - if any, depending upon the 'old school ties' of their parents and money under the table etc)...I remember my mother telling me about this, in relation to her time at OXFORD...all of the northern working class scholars got together, from the various colleges...they were the 'brains' amidst the dumbo upper-classes...they were the 'real intellectuals'.
Anyway, the fact that BETTLE was trying to use his grammar school education against me in order to make me feel small, because I had gone to COMPREHENSIVE school, was simply LOW. I put him in his place by asking his IQ (121 - mine is between 155-8)...and then telling him mine. Easy. My only defence, against ILL attacks of this nature (one I had delivered to MILIBAND in SHANGHAI - it never fails - puts them in their place).
I had been tested into the FBI early on...they only accept over 150 IQs. Mine was relatively low, in relation to the majority of people, working for them - as MARK was to tell me - he scored one point beneath me...we obviously had 'other qualities' that made us good 'agents'.
This whole subject makes me so ANGRY with BRITISH CULTURE...the people I have had to deal with...you think that you are 'better' than me, more 'intelligent' than me because of an old school tie or because you had an OXBRIDGE education? It also makes me laugh. A rather swollen ACHILLES HEEL of the entire culture...with a big sticker of a dartboard upon it, in yellow and black, screaming 'stick your dart in here'...
Other notes:
Looking back upon what had happened during the writing of THE HARRY POTTER books (but not the last one)...I had no money...I was severely under-weight and near to death...I felt it...TOMLINSON had been working me into the ground...and I had reached the point where I couldn't bear it anymore...thinking about that one now, the psychological toll was massive...I wasn't allowed to go near to the real memories of what had happened...I had to 'prettify' everything in my subconscious mind...consciously edit everything that I wrote...and it was horrific...
I therefore turned up at the FINE ART DEPARTMENT of ESSEX UNIVERSITY...near to the end of my second year and told them that I was leaving...I hadn't handed in ONE of the 20 essays that I was supposed to have done (and had attended no lectures - including the 'mandatory' trip to FLORENCE as part of the BA)...and I had NO intention of writing any...PROFESSOR PODRO then told me that he would accept my 'notes' and pass them...I only had a few...almost nothing...I wasn't interested...I told him 'no'...I was leaving and that was that...he then urged me to go and see the HEAD of the FINE ART DEPARTMENT...this man wasn't actually the 'head' - the 'head' was on Sabbatical...and so this man had taken charge...
I was duly summoned by him...and had to visit him in his office...he looked like another KOMODO LIZARD to me...the coldest of eyes...watching my every movement...sandy/blond hair...a very large man...tall...and a bit overweight...but thin legs...he was of GERMANIC origins...from Germany...or his family was, according to general gossip...although he struck me as more of a SCANDINAVIAN...because they can lose the Germanic 'twang' to their English, to a certain extent (although it is still perceptibly there but not obvious)...I have never ever met a German who could lose that GERMANIC 'twang'...and this guy had a 'twang' but not an overt one, to his English accent...far more of a Scandinavian then, in terms of his spoken English...
Anyway, he was very 'coldly' solicitous of me...so why did I want to leave...I couldn't write the essays - what was the problem...I just can't write them...did I have a problem writing them in my room? Yes...that was it...had I tried writing them in the library...yes, I had tried but useless...so...
He then offered to make a space at the end of his desk - I could write them in his office. Unbelievably, this was a 'kosher' offer...he wasn't taking the piss...he would oversee my work. I baulked at that one...he then said 'you could have a place in our staffroom'...'I will see that there is a desk for you'...I couldn't believe it, to have to be with those dreadful lecturers who gave the crappest lectures (that I had witnessed in my first year - and had heard dreadful rumours about)...I refused...backed out of the room...I was leaving and that was that...I was feeling like 'prey' more and more, by the minute...
PETRA PHELPS met me on campus, after that bizarre conversation with the 'acting Head of the Fine Art Department)...I recounted what the 'acting head' had told me (she was also studying in that department)..and she acted in a very indignant and exasperated way...I had to be making it up...impossible, completely impossible. I told her that I was leaving...she believed that one.
I also made a point of telling TOMLINSON'S Cypriotic student friend in my flat that I was leaving. TOMLINSON had instructed me to tell him if I had any 'problems'. So I delivered that 'blow' to him. He got coolly sarcastic and threatened me 'you will regret it - that is all I am saying.' I knew that I wouldn't. I knew that I would 'die' if I stayed.
What can I deduce from that one? The ILL were all around me and trying to get the 'last book' out of me...and they failed to do so.
TOMLINSON had told me after he had taken the last batch of A4 scribbling (in desperation to complete the chapters for his 'deadlines')...'we have 4/5 books out of this'...but no more. He didn't care if I lived or died...I was simply there to 'make money' for him. He wanted the work - yet he didn't care to give me enough money to live and he knew that my parents had given me £20 a week to live on.
I was smoking 10-15 cigarettes a day...that took a hefty part of that budget...even in those days...in 1980. My one relief - smoking...ironic...another thing that did me 'harm'.
I went up to the limit of my £100 overdraft...knowing that my parents would SCREAM at me for doing so...knowing that I had told them that even the most underprivileged students at that university were paid by the State - £40 p.w...and they were all campaigning because they considered it 'not enough to live on'...and I had visited the SU who told me that they could write a letter to my parents, in order to SHAME them into paying me the minimal requirement i.e. £40 a week...but I knew it wouldn't work...and they would 'punish me' even more...there was no LEGAL requirement for 'high-earning' parents to pay up...and they knew it.
I can see now that it wasn't any fault of my own...that I had been put into the GONG CASTLE ROOM of ILL ROYALTY - as I had been told - apparently for 'misbehaving' at 16 years old, on programming in 1980...
HOWEVER, I had been designated those DARK COLOURS from 10 years old (LANGLEY JUNIORS) or maybe earlier...I had been sold into the worst possible category of SLAVERY and from a very young age. I had been a 'model student/pupil' until 11 years old - yet my colours had already been 'decided' and my abysmal 'future' planned out.
Other notes:
I can now see that JOHN WATERS was also of the LEVI class of ILL SLAVE...and that he had helped me to overcome the worst horrors of programming (by telepathy - when I was really in dire straits)...or maybe he was of the 'KOHANIM' class...I do not know...at any rate, he had the brains to do it...although, not the confidence, a lot of the time...I suppose that he gradually grew in confidence...
Additionally...and this is an odd one...all I know...is that he wasn't supposed to 'taste' the heart of the DALAI LAMA, necessarily...I was (although I do not know who was 'in charge' of this US project)...but he did it, unbidden...to show me that it wasn't 'bad' - as you would do with a baby toddler 'ummm, this tastes good - eat it up' - sort of thing...and then he went very peculiar...into a sort of trance...not that I was paying much attention...after having eaten some myself, at his bidding...I was crying too hard, upon the sofa...I was only tiny.
I mean that, normally, when I was crying that hard...he would be solicitous...pick me up...comfort me...yet he was off in his own world, at that point...behind his eyes and he couldn't comfort me...he could look at me, with a very transfixed but glazed look to his eyes and I knew he couldn't help me - he was behind his eyes - unseeing...I suppose we were both experiencing, something of the same thing. I was 'viewing' and experiencing what the DALAI LAMA had suffered...I have no idea what he was experiencing.
I thought that my heart would break through pain - literally that my own physical heart might be torn asunder...but I was a young child...very, very young...my heart was as tough as they come...but it was the worst feeling...I had no idea that one could suffer that much...how they had tortured him...his own monks...turned against him...betrayal upon every side...and then 'death'.
JOHN WATERS always looked about 10-20 years younger than his actual age...I remember him telling me in BLACKHEATH that he was 40 years old...yet he looked much younger than my 30 year old father...he told me that he had a problem with that...people didn't respect his age and experience...but I suppose that one has to work with one's 'weaknesses'...i.e. make them work for you. Another FBI motto - taught to me by JOHN. The LOEHRMANN files are all 'out there' now, somewhere...there is no point in keeping it secret...the basic stuff.
MARK knew it all in 1994...even before he had the LOEHRMANN files...because he was 'one of that FBI stable'...I remember him asking me about the visualisation of the POOL...something that another deprogramming slave, has written about, upon the INTERNET...i.e. once the ILL have tortured yourself out of your mind...and you think that you may die...either because of incompetent programmers or because they really want you to die...you drag yourself to this place, in your mind...throw yourself into this pool and this signifies to your body/mind to go on 'alert'...it heals everything...and immediately...I am not sure how or why...I remember saying to MARK...that 'visualisation' doesn't mean anything to me...he nodded knowingly...'you would have been taught it' as if I hadn't recalled the memory...and I had been taught it...but I had other methods of surviving ILL torture...namely telepathy...the POOL imagery wasn't significant to me...that wasn't the way that I healed myself...but I had definitely been taught it...that was true.
Other notes:
Somebody had left out 3 children's books for me, in the LIBRARY, around the theme of CHRISTMAS...I picked them up...knowing that they would be very important but had no idea how...
CHRISTMAS QUACKERS
SYLVIA GREEN
SCHOLASTIC CHILDREN'S BOOKS 1999
ISBN: 0 439 01177 9
9 780439 011778
I immediately 'recognised' the front cover...of a duck ON STAGE...in a FATHER XMAS hat...with beady BLACK eyes...
I then looked inside the book - for the programming numbers:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
I knew then that this was a 'terrible' book...it is used to programme people down to the very depths...down to level number 10 and NOT back up again...therefore, NOBODY is allowed to re-surface from this type of programming...it remains hidden at the deepest state of consciousness.
In brief, remember I noted down how ALL of the programmers upon our 1980 course, took us to see their SARGEANT PEPPER'S LONELY HEARTS CLUB BAND performance, on stage at the old CLACTON THEATRE?
SPRINGMEIER et al...knew all about this type of programming, put in at level 10 - you pull back the curtain to reveal the faces of all of your PROGRAMMERS on stage. It is hugely traumatic for most ILL slaves, they would never dare to 'pull this curtain open' in their minds - far less, dare to talk about it.
So put the two together...and the memory came back...the DUCK 'QUACKERS' is MR KER-ACKERS i.e. MARK RICHENBACH.
The story is simply about a little girl who has a duck called QUACKERS who menaces a SCHOOL PLAY - a production of SNOW WHITE AND THE SEVEN DWARVES. However the duck is brought into line - one of the DWARVES drops out of the show - and the DUCK substitutes for him, as the last DWARF in the final line-up on stage i.e. THE KING, THE QUEEN, THE 7 DWARFS.
The final 'line-up' on stage, is the pantomime line-up of programmers who will appear upon BUCKINGHAM PALACE balcony as 'leaders of the Islamic NWO.'
I remembered how the programmers at the TEMPLAR CASTLE had enacted this very book to a packed auditorium of mind control slaves - I was behind the scenes - back stage - watching them all walk on.
The funniest thing about it all is this...the pantomime which is put on in CHRISTMAS CRACKERS is SNOW WHITE AND THE SEVEN DWARFS.
The final line-up includes a KING and a QUEEN plus the DWARVES and a DUCK.
Guess who was the KING?
PRINCE CHARLES
Guess who was the QUEEN?
STELLA RIMINGTON.
I kid you not. CAMILLA had been replaced.
I suppose that she is the 'evil queen' that RIMINGTON usurps to claim her 'rightful place' upon the throne as SNOW WHITE...or maybe the 'evil queen' was QUEEN ELIZABETH...I cannot remember.
Anyway, I had quite a few conversations with MARK about the above...I commented upon how it reminded me of FOUR WEDDINGS AND A FUNERAL...at the end of the film, you have a series of jokey snapshots of what happens to the friends in later life...and the 'real bitch with a heart'...has managed to marry PRINCE CHARLES in a state ceremony...that snapshot got the biggest laugh from the entire cinema, at the time...
I also commented that the final 'line-up' was rather like MARGARET THATCHER'S cabinet...over the years...she managed to weed out every single woman from her cabinet and almost all of them from her MPs...the final CABINET snapshot of MARGARET THATCHER only had one woman in it, surrounded by men (check the photographs) and that was HER.
RIMINGTON was the ONLY woman in that line-up, on stage - peforming this XMAS PROGRAMMING number...the final piece of programming...
Now I can see that this is due to happen THIS Xmas...it is all real...no joke at all...there will be this line-up at BUCKINGHAM PALACE...upon that major terrace...yet because I have been able to expose it beforehand...one hopes that all the slaves who were programmed with this at LEVEL 10, will be able to deprogramme, in time.
TOMLINSON was to point himself out as DWARF number 3 (or 5 from right to left)...I think that I can name all of them...HARRY wasn't present at the time and so they had a 'stand-in'...he was going to be part of the whole event of 10 people/leaders of the Islamic NWO - 'on stage', at BUCKINGHAM PALACE.
PRINCE CHARLES
STELLA RIMINGTON
PRINCE PHILIP
DALDRY
MARR
TOMLINSON
PRINCE WILLIAM
PRINCE HARRY
MARK RICHENBACH (as the 'duck' Quackers)
Additionally, I remember talking to MARK (whilst they were rehearsing or before) about how my SWISS grandmother had kept a pet duck, in her back garden in SURBITON. She had called it DOROTHY. It was the only 'pet' that she ever had. BENJAMIN BRITTEN had come down from London one day, with this duck as a present for her. She loved it and was most upset when it died. We still have the photographs of it - a brown, female duck - hand-reared from 'duckling' and so completely tame - it never flew away.
I wonder about that one now...rather like my father, turning up at my mother's parents' house in COMBS with a poodle puppy inside his jacket (after they had just got married)...he had carried it all the way down to Suffolk, on the train...grandma loved it at first sight...and was to name it BECKY. I wonder what programming is linked in with this sort of a gift...I had assumed in earlier notes that it was 'repayment' in kind for the 'sale' of her daughter....a replacement, of sorts. So was the DUCK a similar thing? Payment for OSCAR HUMPHREY - my father?
Why did MARK identify himself with this DUCK?
I wonder now...did he pick this story...because of...it is the name DOROTHY that bothers me...had I told him this story about my grandmother...which had made him think 'DOROTHY...WIZARD OF OZ - I AM DOROTHY'...MARK had already been cast as LARA in the RAW LIBRARY series, by NIKOLAS HULBRUSCH...anyway, one can see that MARK liked to be cast as a 'little girl'...I see no reason why he wouldn't have identified with DOROTHY in the WIZARD OF OZ...
Or maybe, somebody else picked this story for him...MARK was RIMINGTON'S 'bow-wow' dog servant...
The idea of the WIZARD OF OZ 'Dorothy' having been changed into a 'duck' who can do no more harm?
I hope that 'duck' has a pail of water handy, upon the day, then...and gives it to SNOW WHITE...full in the face...isn't that how you get rid of the WICKED WITCH?
Incidentally, this 'duck' QUACKERS is very naughty in the book...he keeps getting hold of cloths...and clothing and pulling as hard as he can...on page 115 he pulls the tablecloth right off the table...in front of the irate THEATRE DIRECTOR...
That reminds me of ALICE PROGRAMMING...and essentially, what I had done to 'fail' programming in 1980...
DALDRY had laden a table with a dinner service, complete with glasses and 'general decor'...all on top of a WHITE TABLECLOTH...this was supposed to represent the last scene in ALICE IN WONDERLAND...where ALICE pulls the tablecloth off the table...and WONDERLAND falls apart around her...just a 'silly pack of cards'...
I went up and yanked the whole lot off the table...to be then told that I had FAILED programming...nobody was meant to do that...we were supposed to see what was on the table as the sum total of our PROGRAMMING and not touch any of it...I smashed the lot...down onto the floor. DALDRY was beside himself.
So this DUCK has been menacing the ILL CULT for some time, by trying to pull it all down...but eventually he is brought into line...and is made to march on last, as the 7th DWARF of the ISLAMIC 'ROYAL' NWO.
I suppose it all sounds ridiculous...but not to me...not since I was 'treated' to an ILL CULT production of OKLAHOMA! at the LYCEUM...with RIMINGTON taking the lead in it...and the baritone voice of JAY BLAKENEY if I am not mistaken - no wonder he told me that he had 'starred in a musical in the East End, whilst I was working with him at ST CLARE'S, OXFORD.
The ILL are quite capable of putting on such a 'production number' at BUCKINGHAM PALACE and most probably, upon BOXING DAY.
TOMLINSON informed me...or rather he asked me...why I thought BOXING DAY was so named? I couldn't think...mentioned 'sport'...and the QUEEN MUM liking boxing or was it wrestling on 'the box'...wrong answer...it was all about British Intelligence PAS 'BOXES' mind control - their new and improved system of 'stacking' mind control programming. I suppose he told that to all of the slaves. This is the day when all of your NWO programming is activated.
This is NO joke. This was the plan. One can only hope that after exposing this upon the INTERNET, that they will all think twice about putting on their 'pantomime'. I can see in retrospect...that the various 'happenings' in LONDON over the last few years i.e. the 'collective nude photograph' in the park...and the ad-hoc production of OKLAHOMA!...were all 'test-trials' of a sort...for the real thing...
What worries me about BOXING DAY is that there is NO Public transport upon this day...people are generally confined to their homes...and sit 'glued to the box'...to watch the many films put on over the day...
This means that 'entry' into LONDON will be severely limited...only 'by car'...so everyone watches the ISLAMIC ROYAL NWO reveal themselves, on BBC 1...unable to do a thing...
However, having seen what 'government' is planning upon doing, if the ILL do decide to go ahead with it...i.e. 'stones in pockets'...one can see that the whole thing could be great fun to watch...MR PUTIN told me...'you must stay safe - do NOT go down to LONDON'...
However, if it turns into a TIANNAMEN SQUARE 'situation'...not so much 'fun' at all...I remember RIMINGTON telling me now...that ANYBODY who refused to kneel...would be shot on sight...by the ROYAL MILITARY.
What a shame...I would have loved to have gone down...thrown a few stones and then joined the 'joyous mob' in looting BUCKINGHAM PALACE...where do they keep their jewellry...or perhaps the most sensible thing would be to locate the current ORB of trapped souls...but I think this was actually upon the first floor of HIGHGROVE...the ILL are still 'soul-trapping'.
I can see that this will all end in disaster...BUCKINGHAM PALACE will be looted...if the Military begins to shoot...they will turn the 'mob' nasty and that will result in extreme violence...whilst the entirety of the UK, watches it, agog - on BBC 1...another, long overdue REVOLUTION...rather like the looting of VERSAILLES...the palace of Louis the Sun-King...and then sporadic violence all over LONDON as every ROYAL building gets looted and then set alight...the ROYAL ACADEMY for one...the whole lot...and my whole 'VISION' from so many years ago...comes true...the painting of LONDON BURNING...and PAT ANDREW had 'seen' this too...she was also in my recent dream which revisited the whole horror - of the EMERALD GREEN city burning - not Ireland but LONDON - rather like the 'greenish hues' of a CANALETTO painting - he spent some time at GREENWICH, painting the trading ships and ROYAL NAVAL college etc...
The best thing that the MILITARY and the POLICE can do, if they want to stay alive...is simply to let the people do what they want to do...so that 'we are all on the same side'...that will be the quickest way to restore LAW and ORDER afterwards - making sure that people trust the Police and Military - NOT to be supporting such a 'coup' - for that is what it will be - a highly illegal 'coup' against DEMOCRACY and elected government...if things do begin to follow the above pattern. I can see that NOBODY in the UK (or hardly anybody) will accept this ROYAL ISLAMIC NWO...and the fighting will be terrible if the POLICE and MILITARY do not show their support for the people, against the ROYALS and their mind control programmers.
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Additionally, I also caught another 'glimpse' of the future...last night...the 'future' that I had been viewing with the CIA guy.
This time...I was in MOSCOW...with my entire family...I have no idea how we got there...but we were at the KREMLIN...and for the NEW YEAR'S EVE party...I walked out onto the balcony...a few fireworks were beginning...to see the much larger 'stone promenade' balcony below...a 'walkway' to wide, stone steps leading down to a massive courtyard...
I then 'saw' what would happen...MR PUTIN leaving the party...in darkness...upon that lower 'walkway' surrounded by his men...and a gunshot...the bullet had come from the right...from a tall apartment block...but it was all in darkness...MR PUTIN fell...he had been hit in the chest...to the right...a serious wound but he survived the assassination attempt...the CIA were in an apartment block directly opposite and had tracked the bullet by infrared camera...they had it on film...the gunman was a BRITISH SPY...and the name BURKISS and then CURTIS came up..
Additionally, there had also been an assassination attempt at the PARTY...a man was moving at an extraordinarily rapid pace through the crowds...I thought that I 'knew' who it was - a dark 'evil' presence...TOMLINSON...and I stood in front of MR PUTIN...the man was gunned down...and the oddest thing is that MR PUTIN was to tell me that it was in fact, ANDREW MARR...one of his 'slaves' who had been invited to the PARTY...I questioned that one (MR PUTIN had contacted me telepathically, last night - to find out what I was 'seeing')...the presence of that man, moving so fast...apparently wasn't TOMLINSON...MR PUTIN replied 'they are blood brothers'...as in 'they are one and the same'...I suppose a 'BORG' type thing...and I couldn't psychicly distinguish one from the other...but I had sensed the threat, before anybody else...probably because I knew those two, so well...I could sense that evil presence slipping through the crowds so quickly although I couldn't actually see him until he was in front of us...and so yelled and moved in front of MR PUTIN...and the man was gunned down as he came into view, in front of us...
My question now is...is this going to be this NEW YEAR'S EVE PARTY...or another year?
I think that this was planned for this year...as part of the ROYAL ISLAMIC NWO...MANNINGHAM-BULLER knows about this assassination operation...she has all of the details.
MR PUTIN also told me that the CIA had refused to give him 'my keys' in order to change future events. I suppose they are 'happy' with what we had arranged in Shanghai.
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I have not noted down as yet...another memory of an evil, little toad...from 1980...this man looked precisely like that nasty, tubby middle-aged man (a LOWRY/KUHICZAK type), who was 'head of the English Literature' course at LINCOLN COLLEGE, OXFORD - the man who went ballistic at me - but I had the grace and composure to withstand it - which enraged him even more. Whether he really was the 'head' or not, is entirely debatable...considering the RECTOR (who also interviewed me) - sounded and looked like JOHN GIELGUD...in retrospect, it probably was him...and the whole interview system was completely set-up...a complete farce. Why else would RIMINGTON and MARR (posing as a junior lecturer) be on that 'interview panel' in his 'college study' room - sitting on that sofa in front of the fire?
Do interviews normally take place in front of a fire...in some small study room...everyone huddled in together? SARAH CONKEY told me that she had been interviewed 'formally' at EXETER COLLEGE, in proper circumstances.
I remember taking the piss out of GIELGUD'S voice to DALDRY in PRAGUE...I can do a very good imitation of his voice...it isn't at all hard for a woman to do...mainly because GIELGUD's voice never 'broke' as a young man...he therefore trained himself to speak in a much lower tone...therefore it is easy for a woman to do a passable impression of his intoning, the breathiness of his voice...
Anyway, this man turned up in 1980...sitting on a GOLDEN THRONE...he looked bored...fat, lazy...sitting with one leg over the side of this massive throne...he eyed me casually and told me that I was 'lucky' to have been put into the GONG room...lucky because I would never have a penny of my own...nothing at all from the ILL SYSTEM...but this would be 'good' for my soul...here, he sighed deeply...telling me that to have lots of money...was the bane of his life...no good for his 'soul' at all...the price he had to pay. He then waved me off imperiously.
Other notes:
FATHER CHRISTMAS AND THE MISSING REINDEER
GEOFFREY SUNDQUIST
COLLINS/HARPERCOLLINS
ISBN: 0 00 664645 X 00499
9 780006 646457
(This book has been adapted for television by Cosgrove Hall Films Ltd)
This book has a library printout in the front - for ticket holder...5997
ITEM TITLE
Father Christmas and the...
The Good little Christmas
Both are due back upon the 23/12/2008
Isn't that the date of the BLACK MASS? I wonder if the two books above - are part of this programming?
Anyway, all I can remember is that the RED PENIS of a sleigh that FATHER XMAS drives...is in fact MARK RICHENBACH...it has a 'face' upon it...
Secondly, the RED ROBIN appears to be a ROBINSON programmer who is programming FATHER XMAS and MARK...
Thirdly, that TOMLINSON showed me this book at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...and told me that their DEMONIC organisation was mapped out in the SNOW...i.e. the ILLustration where FATHER XMAS has walked through his gate and is puzzled by the tracks in the snow...
TOMLINSON pointed out 4 points of a STAR...and then an upside down PENTAGON shape...the star's 5th point isn't there...the triangle has been inverted for some reason...and you have the MASONIC FISH symbol in there...
Anyway, apparently the number of FOOTPRINTS in each sector upon this 'snow track map' indicates the number of programmers within each particular NWO division.
I haven't read the book yet and so will add more notes later on...but the last page...has 9 names upon it...of the REINDEER:
DASHER, DANCER, COMET, PRANCER, DONNER, BLITZEN, CUPID, VIXEN.
Apart from the obvious 'NAZI' associations with DONNER BLITZEN...I remember them from WWII comic strips where the NAZIS were always exclaiming 'Donner Blitzen'...I am now wondering if these 'reindeer' are the 9 who will be 'on stage' at BUCKINGHAM PALACE?
Additionally, what worries me here...about PRAVDA...is that yesterday, I read a charming story about a 'national phone-in' to PRIME MINISTER PUTIN...and how a little girl called DASHA rang up...to tell him that her entire family lived off her grandmother's pension...and could she have a new party dress? MR PUTIN then invited the entire family to the KREMLIN NEW YEAR'S EVE PARTY...
This is what had triggered my memory of the 'FUTURE' to come...with the CIA...
I then began to wonder if I was a DASHA of sorts...and if so...would that be similar to DASHER above?
I also remember laughing to DALDRY in PRAGUE 1995 about how so many Eastern European nicknames sounded funny...the diminutives used for children e.g. BASHA (BASHER), MASHA (MASHER), DASHA - DASHER...they all sounded a bit violent, didn't they? I must have been querying something about the future...that night...I was going through everything possible...
Other notes:
TRIGGER...that was the name of SUE WHALLEY's favourite horse...I remembered that awful scene at POWERGEN in 1980, last night...where she was astride ANDREW MARR...in a child alter...thinking that she was riding a horse and going for a jump - she kept whipping MARR's legs with her riding crop...SCARLETT was in stitches...SUE was in a 'world of her own'...she had no idea that she was being used as a sex slave. SUE had a boyfriend at TECH...at that point...his name was ANDREW TRIGG.
I wonder now...is TRIGG...TRIGGER related to GEE-GEE programming...and why would it come up now...I suppose REINDEERS are similar to HORSES...they perform a similar function...pulling people in a 'vehicle' behind...
So if MARK is the SLEIGH that ushers in the ROYAL ISLAMIC NWO...then who is FATHER XMAS? Would that be BEN OBENAUER? Who is the ROBIN/ROBINSON programmer of the pair of them?
The name ROBINSON...reminds me of the POLITICAL EDITOR of the BBC...he looks rather like MARK, genetically speaking...
Other notes:
The last book is:
THE GOOD LITTLE CHRISTMAS TREE
URSULA MORAY WILLIAMS
WALKER BOOKS
Originally published in 1990 but WILLIAMS wrote the text in 1949 apparently...interesting.
ISBN: 0 7445 7255 X
9 780744 572551
I heard a 'Blue Peter presenter' refrain upon the network...'hate her guts, hate her guts'...this is so annoying - people, why don't you try HAVING SOME GUTS for once - in your gutless, spineless lives?
Anyway, this book also also has an X in the ISBN code - so this programming will have accompanied a NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCE.
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I was also 'shown' a DVD to get out...whilst at the LIBRARY...and this is:
THE OXFORD MURDERS
Directed by Alex de la Iglesia
It is billed as:
"A TRADITIONAL WHODUNIT WITH A HINT OF THE DA VINCI CODE."
I had just viewed the DA VINCI shoe in the Co-op...to walk into the LIBRARY and to be 'shown' this DVD...so naturally I got it out...it will have something to do with that SHOE and CINDERELLA programming or SOUL/SOLE programming, at any rate. The ORANGE/BROWN SUEDE shoe.
A first letter code is in operation, in the blurb on the back:
AH MC DP AA IB C
It could run the other way...C BI AA PD C M HA
Is this all leading back to OXFORD UNIVERSITY then? I begin to wonder about LINCOLN COLLEGE...it was 'touted' as the 'drama college'...by MR FRANKLIN...the Solihull 6th Form President...he told me...'I am putting you in for this college because it is 'drama-orientated'...'
I had no idea why he thought that would be a good idea - I had never been on stage in my entire life and hated the very thought...I had had NO truck with any drama courses or 'drama-associated complementary studies' and had shown zero interest, in any college productions.
The same was true of school - I used to go and hide in the Art Department store cupboard, to avoid drama lessons. MR IRVING once caught me in there and I blustered that I was 'looking for something' - in the dark, without the light on...that is how good I was at acting...but then I really didn't care what he thought...if I was forced to lie, I would lie badly. Besides, I was getting bored of hearing the 'clickerty clack' of MISS PRICE'S heels upon the polished floors, as she walked smartly round the building, to round up her class...from the toilets, bikesheds etc.
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I suppose that one can say that these so-called 'leaders' of the ROYAL ISLAMIC NWO are obviously puppets...not that I suppose they care...but what were the plans after that? Does PRINCE CHARLES want to sit in on PARLIAMENT and tell them all what to do? Or will they try to run the whole operation out of BUCKINGHAM PALACE?
I suppose once you have performed a 'successful coup'...then your own safety would be of paramount importance...which might mean, them all hiving off to BALMORAL or somewhere...who knows? Or into their 'bunkers' under LONDON until it was safe to come out again... CUERVOBRILLANTE makes a lot of references to that one...in relation to them all dying in their bunkers...like the NAZIS they are...
I still cannot get my head around all of this...it has all escalated so quickly...as I began to wake up to more and more...just as TOMLINSON had said in one of his PAS emails...that things would get more and more insane...and they have done...he obviously knew about all of the plans. Are the ILL insane enough to go ahead with it now - after it has been exposed...one would hope not...but they do like their 'pantomimes' and they are all insane. What's the betting?
Other notes:
I have come a long way since 2004/5...I remember that dumbo episode of SPOOKS...which had so annoyed me because I felt that it was directed at myself or people like me...the plot was 'vacant'...in terms of pure silliness...ex-MI5 woman wants to murder MI5 boss AND the MONARCHY because she feels that her drunken boyfriend got kicked out of the service and was then murdered by them...or something like that...and I began to realise that this was a sort of 'frame-up'...and then the final episode of this particular series didn't get made for so many months - almost a year, as I recall...I never did get to see the conclusion...so there must have been a lot of 'trouble at Mill'...because of the whole thing...
Anyway, I figured that this would have been targetting TOMLINSON's female mind control slaves...telling them that if they spoke against BRITISH INTELLIGENCE and the MONARCHY...that they would get hunted down...
NOT that I have any real 'fealty' to TOMLINSON either...after I 'woke up' to what he had done to me...and done, in general...but then my loyalties have always been in a state of flux, in terms of who has helped me, when and where...and the current state of play is that I had to put my trust into the CIA - SHANGHAI 2003...in order to try to bring this cult down...and was pleased to note that MR PUTIN seemed heavily 'affiliated' to them...in Switzerland 2008, at any rate...as far as the 'future' is concerned...the CIA had no power to affect it, without my consent...or else I wouldn't have done it for them...although they were the only ones who knew how to access this programming...apart from MARK and the FBI files...
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I do not suppose that PRINCE CHARLES has any real affiliation to ISLAM at all...the ILL CULT is completely Machievellian in that way...ISLAM has been 'taking over the world' now for some time...and simply in terms of the number of babies born worldwide (MANNEKE had all of the figures and predictions)...and so it would be natural for the ILL CULT to think: if you cannot beat them - why not 'join them' and then 'rule them'?
Rather like the ROMAN EMPIRE in relation to Christianity - the ROMANS couldn't hold out against their 'slave base' of Christians worldwide, any longer and so the EMPEROR publicly converted to Christianity, along with his Court - problem solved. They then set up the first global CHRISTIAN HQ and annointed their own priests, to run it.
The ILL, therefore, encouraged RADICAL ISLAM in this country...first of all...as early as in 1991...encouraging those like DAVID DABYDEEN to run radical Islam groups for disenfranchised, young black men in HANDSWORTH...and DABYDEEN told me in no uncertain terms that this was a political affiliation...you couldn't win the war against the 'whites' if you didn't join up with their strongest adversary...
Although I really do not get where DABYDEEN was coming from now...I mean is supporting PRINCE CHARLES as head of the ROYAL ISLAMIC NWO - really all that 'Black Pantherish'?
So these young men began to infiltrate the MOSQUES...the next step was to invite RADICAL ISLAM speakers into the UK...and from all over the world...KEN LIVINGSTONE received particular criticisms upon that score...
Next, the Police were set-up to HARASS indigenous Islamic communities (e.g. that massive 'raid' with guns - down a LONDON street - which proved completely unproductive - they had been tipped off by 'intelligence' as disgruntled officers were to complain to the Press afterwards)...so that must have seriously intimidated many people within the Islamic communities across the UK...then came the 7/7 bombers...or was that before...at any rate...the Islamic communities were being 'encouraged' to become radical but at the same time...were being hounded for it...it is a wonder that they knew where to turn...you listened to the mothers of those so-called bombers...saying 'it isn't my son's character, he would never do such a thing'...and one can guess that the majority of people thought 'just a weak-minded mother, trying to protect her son'...but what if it was TRUE? THEN researchers find out that the bombs were UNDER the tracks and not in the carriages themselves...
Not to mention TONY BLAIR'S 'radical Islam' Council, set up to 'advise' government...
It all falls into place now...the ILL were hoping that most ISLAMIC COMMUNITIES would be happy to accept an ISLAMIC NWO...they would fall in line...but many were confused...they didn't want radical Islam in this country...they didn't like being intimidated and harassed by Police surveillance...they wanted to know why this 'radical Islam' Council had been set up, when it didn't represent their moderate views...of the increasingly SILENCED majority.
Other notes:
A lot of loud DRILLING, screwing and banging...has started...down below...I have no idea what PETRONELLA is up to...or whoever is in there, at present...I just hope that they do not go through any electrical cabling in the ceiling/walls of this flat...the noise is coming from under my TV and double plug socket.
Other notes:
Thinking back upon TOMLINSON helping the CIA to arrest both RIMINGTON and the AMBASSADOR...he had obviously decided to trust them at that point...as I had done in SHANGHAI...if you do not 'trust' people, or rather large organisations...then you are completely powerless...so it was by necessity that I told the CIA guy all about what was going to happen i.e. the UK ROYAL ISLAMIC NWO and the plans for the same thing, in the USA...as well as helping him to 'alter' things in the future.
I suppose the 'big deal' here is that many people 'wouldn't mind' an NWO i.e. a FASCIST STATE if it were simply that and it didn't radically alter their lives...and they could just get on with the business of 'living/working' in their country, again...however, the WESTERN WORLD is terrified of Islam in general and therefore this was a BIG MISTAKE upon the part of those orchestrating the NWO, globally. Once that particular cat had been let out of the bag...one can imagine how many people then decided to take a stand...
So the Realpolitik of the ILL didn't work in this incidence...this sort of expediency must have shocked people to the marrow...the ILL were just too greedy for power...and didn't care how they obtained it...going against the cultural framework and 'grain' of the Western World...
Other notes:
I am supposing here...that the CIA did want me to 'wake up' and spill the beans upon the above...I am assuming that they did. Although it still feels as if I am playing the MONARCH jigsaw puzzle game in terms of 'can you wake up and remember before it happens?' i.e. if you can, then you can change the future...if you can't...then you are f***ed. Anyway, I have 'woken up' and just in the nick of time...at least 2 weeks before it is supposed to happen...or begin to happen...so all I can hope for...is that this particular 'future' will now be averted.
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Another memory from the TEMPLAR CASTLE has just come back...sitting on the grass with MARK who was in a child alter...he was always a 'sweet kid' and I was in my school uniform...anyway, neither of us were really in 'child alters'...MARK began to talk rapidly to me...he needed ideas...and I filled him in with the above...put simply, the ILL CULT would be simple enough to buy into the idea of an ISLAMIC NWO but the Western World wouldn't...and that is the way that we would bring them all down...expose the lot of them...MARK then bravely went off and did just that...he sold them the idea and they took the bait...whilst in his 'adult alter' I suppose...not quite sure how he did it...or maybe he did it through somebody else...I do not know...at any rate, they all decided that an ISLAMIC future was the way to go...
RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON were watching us 'children' playing upon the grass...before MARK left me...I batted his face...told him that he had had a fly on it...and then told him that he had egg on his shirt..he looked down and I flicked his nose...I then started laughing...he ran off 'crying'...
Upon being questioned about what we had talked about...I told the pair of them that I had invented a long fairystory about '3 golden apples' but got bored by the end and couldn't be bothered to finish it...and so started to tease him...'he is such a baby...I am too old for him'...
Anyway, one can see that at the TEMPLAR CASTLE, in relation to promoting an Islamic NWO...TOMLINSON was headed that way, anyway and PRINCE CHARLES had a MOSQUE in his back garden...RIMINGTON obviously loved the idea 'Come to me, Oh my husband'...MANNINGHAM-BULLER had grown up in IRAN surrounded by ISLAMIC culture, amidst their ruling elite, Muslim families...most PUBLIC SCHOOLBOYS/CAMELS in the Foreign Office, have an inexplicable yearning to be LAWRENCE OF ARABIA and so forth...all in a world of their own - a world not shared by the vast majority of the general British Public...and then there was that little matter of the SAT B'HAI CONTRACT in 1980...
As far as the ROBINSON programmers and so forth are concerned...if they are ASHKENAZIM...then I suppose that the idea of ISRAEL all over the world...i.e. an Arabic State controlled by Ashkenazim Jews...would have been immediately acceptable to them...I remember commenting to the wife of the British Consul in Jerusalem that 'Israel is an Arabic country' and biting my tongue and taking back the remark...to which she replied 'but it's true...Israel IS an Arabic country'...she had lived in many Arabic States, whilst teaching EFL at private schools. I suppose that what we were both saying was that it was primarily 'Middle-Eastern' and 'Semitic'.
At least, I am hoping that the Western World will rebel against this 'flavour' of an NWO fascist State...although if they do not rebel then they will all be saddled with an ISLAMIC NWO. Luckily, the CIA saw things this way...and decided to work against it...
Layers of the onion...I just keep on peeling...
MARK had tried to get a fullscale revolt against hte ILL CULT by letting 9-11 happen...even though he knew about the plans...something that the CIA were furious about...not his fault...so I am just warning all of you now...if you get saddled with an ISLAMIC NWO...your fault...not mine...it was only a way of trying to galvanise everybody into dealing with the ILL CULT.
My rationale for this idea was simply to up the ante...as in 'the majority of people may be prepared to accept an inevitable NWO...but will they accept an Islamic one? There is a chance that they will not...'
Other notes:
My neck 'creaks' every so often now...like a limb that has been 'out of joint' and snaps back in...
Yet I do not feel the 'beam' hit my neck - as I had done upon LIVERPOOL STATION...
I have therefore to deduce that everytime I reveal something more...I get rid of the memory of another 'hanging'...the ILL were adept at hanging you, without breaking your neck - it was an 'art form' to them - not to lose more 'slaves' than necessary - TOMLINSON had practiced upon 'others' first, at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...but as I have said before...my neck is a longish, thin one...and my body weight has always heavy, in relation to a thin neck...ILL TORTURE and NDES have taken their toll upon me...
I suppose that the more that the men were hung...the more they got physically addicted to the sensation of the 'ultimate sexual high'...their erection before death, whilst being hung...
I have been 'hung' by the ILL, countless times...I have no idea how many times...DAVID CAMERON has been 'hung' many more times...by an expert gallows man...who lets the victim down within 4 and a half minutes...to be resuscitated...the whole thing works...and continues to work...you can hang a person as many times as you like...look at that photograph of PRINCE WILLIAM and guess how many times he has been hung by the neck until dead and then resuscitated...
I shouldn't release this information necessarily because it threatens my own well-being...but MARK had told me telepathically...after one horrific 'drowning' by DALDRY and TOMLINSON...to 'stay dead'...stay dead until they really begin to freak out...they expect you to 'come back' within 3 minutes...push it on the clock...stay 'dead' until after 4 minutes...
RIMINGTON went completely berserk at them 'how many more SLAVES do you want us to lose?'...they stood there, like MAD schoolboys...furiously angry and belligerent...their faces dark red...'you KNOW that they all have a LIFESPAN - you can push them too far'...
I was duly resuscitated and wasn't subject to any such horror again...
Other notes:
Reading through my notes above...I came across the ODDITY...the stuff about DAVID DABYDEEN...
after he had given me his 'rationale' for running ISLAMIC RADICAL groups...under the pretext of 'black men discussion' groups...the Christian young, black men had told me about this...because they would no longer attend...and so I confronted DABYDEEN with that one:
DABYDEEN was so angry and defensive - his basic psychological retort (I have summarised his words) is below:
'So what? how dare you criticise...who cares anyway...why not ISLAM?...this will make sure that all 'whites' burn down like lit candles and that is what they deserve - slave-drivers and all of you 'whites' are to blame - not just the 'fat cat' UPPERCLASSES' - your roads and libraries were all built upon 'slave money' from these 'slave-driving' benefactors who built your public amenities from slave money and then had STATUES made of themselves in virtually every town square - not to mention, most of LONDON - so let all 'white people' roast in their own white, wax fat because they are sitting there as AFRICA begins to die of AIDS and they do nothing and I have no hope left for this world...' 1991.
DABYDEEN was 40 years old and his programming was unravelling, at the time of those statements - his whole psychological world was beginning to crumble whilst he was simultaneously inducted into the 'heart of darkness' i.e. that WARWICK CENTRE.
He was obviously at the end of his tether (and was trying to bite through it with his teeth) - hearing voices...and so forth. He had accepted a job at BASSNETT'S CENTRE...at 40 years old...the ILL CULT had decided to welcome him back into the fold...to write his novels...which were surprisingly nothing like the style or 'address' of his first novel, written and published SO many years before...I hate to say it...but I reckon that there is a 'ghost author' behind DABYDEEN.
A black, unpaid slave...somebody with an intense and literary, lyrical gift...somebody who really believed in DABYDEEN as their programmer (as I had done with TOMLINSON)...
I told DABYDEEN to concentrate upon one particular AFRICAN AUTHOR who had this real gift of authorship, of writing literature...THE FAMISHED ROAD...BY BEN OKRI...DABYDEEN was to refute that one indignantly...he wanted to be just like V S NAIPAUL...for the life of me...I have never understood why NAIPAUL's work was ever deemed 'great literature'...can somebody 'enlighten' me...but preferably NOT with a stun gun...I had a big 'set-to' with DABYDEEN about that one...he couldn't write like OKRI and he WOULDN'T...
But then...oddly enough...he began to...his second novel DISAPPEARANCE appeared...and I could see that the 'advice' that I had given DABYDEEN had been taken.
My point is: WHO WROTE IT? Not me, I can safely add...
I remember DABYDEEN coming out of his office...I was sitting directly opposite and watched him as he did so - he began to lock his door...he never took his eyes off me...not for a second...again like a KOMODO LIZARD...even as he began to walk to the double-doors...he had twisted his neck around to continuing coldly eyeing me...I found it amusing...why did he feel so 'threatened' by me?
I really do not get where DABYDEEN was coming from now...I mean is supporting PRINCE CHARLES as head of the ROYAL ISLAMIC NWO - really all that 'Black Pantherish'?
DABYDEEN had been the main DRUG-DEALER and PAEDOPHILE FERRYMAN in Harwich, before TOMLINSON...who was to say of DABYDEEN, after he had just got out of jail and had broken into my parents' WATERLOO flat...that DABYDEEN wasn't the worst out of the 'lot of them'...in fact, he really wasn't so bad...I had no real idea of what TOMLINSON was talking about...but I had an 'image' in my mind of British Intelligence offices somewhere...TOMLINSON was thinking of MI6...or at any rate, offices within that TURQUOISE building, upon the South Bank...DABYDEEN appeared to spend some time working there...in COLLIE'S department...'Personnel'...
There were so many bizarre things about that CENTRE...not least, sitting in an afternoon session of SABINA SHARKEY's...and realising that the ENTIRE class of 30 people...had gone to sleep...I was pinching myself to keep awake...then somebody came to the door, I could sense them on the other side of it...they peeped through and then made off quickly...
I just thought it was funny at the time...her lecturers tended to be very boring but even so...it all looks highly suspicious now...
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Doesn't this just sum it up?
My US friend who was of German extract who was from a NORTHERN part of the USA...where they all HATED and told jokes about NORWEGIANS...because the only minority in the region was NORWEGIAN...no 'blacks' at her school...
So we can say...'we all HATE anybody who is not born of our 'climatic global region'...and we KNOW them...they are either too DARK...or they are either too BLOND(E)...either way, we do not like them at all and take the piss out of them, wherever possible.
Go back to NORWAY...you blond(e) haired, blue-eyed, tall FREAKS because you are DUMBOS and everybody knows it.
Go back to the EQUATORIAL LINE...you dark-haired, brown-eyed, SEMITE-looking ('tarred by the tarr brush' as DR HENRIETTA BULLARD said to my mother about MIKE WEALE in relation to NORTHERN AFRICA and Casablanca)...PEOPLE...because you are NOT wanted in the 'circles of power' in NORTHERN EUROPE.
Human beings simply figure that you should live in a certain place, upon this globe, according to the colour of your skin. It is a massive 'prejudice' because most people have been displaced...those who are living in a society, where the predominant skin colour is not the same as their own - are especially singled out...even though their 'culture' is their education and upbringing, of everybody else, within that society and geographical location.
In retrospect...I asked the US teacher if there had been ANY black people at her school...she couldn't remember any...the main point...was 'getting at' those of NORWEGIAN DESCENT - how could any ENGLISH person not know that, was I stupid? Didn't everybody know that NORWEGIANS were entirely stupid?...and one begins to see...that these Norwegian settlers in the USA, had posed a huge threat, historically to GERMAN settlers and their supremacy, within the entire region. Black people in general and black students were 'incidental' - too few, to cause any sort of a problem or threat to the general hierachy at stake.
One can see how the US is quite an extraordinary country in this way...made up of STATES with completely different prejudices...in relation to the dominant number of 'emigrees' from whichever country, in EUROPE....and the rest of the world.
I remember DABYDEEN talking about the argument that colour of skin related to specific global regions but he had also found 'evidence' that it didn't...so who knows? Additionally, he had liked the argument that the darker skinned people of the South, would always be at war with the lighter skinned people of the North...and that eventually the South would win out...I talked about the 1960s idea of the 'melting pot' i.e. mixed races marriages...he hated that idea.
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Monday morning...I had an odd dream last night...I was being shown an A5 piece of paper with a shape cut out of it...a highly intricate and irregular shape...I immediately knew what to do with it...this is to do with CODES...you simply place the paper over a certain page in a book...and the shape picks out certain letters in the text...it is an unbreakable code, in this way, unless you lose the template.
I 'knew' which book THE ANCIENT MARINER...and I could just about make out the page - 148.
The word that was spelt out was PRODIGAL...or was it PRODIGY...
I then remembered MARK telling me to remember this and backwards...LAGIDORP...I think that it was YGIDORP...it was the latter one, that MARK wanted me to remember...I link this to my FBI code...which I would need at a later date...in order to help the CIA...after helping them in 2003, we changed the 'password' again...
The funny thing is that in order to annoy DALDRY even more, at that PRAGUE PARTY...I started to sing at him 'Slap my bitch up'...as in 'him' or rather his RIMINGTON alter...by PRODIGY...
The other thing is that ANDREW MARR'S poetry makes reference to the ANCIENT PRODIGAL MARINER...and I simply thought at the time...these are his initials A P MARR...but it was actually a reference to this old code...
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MARK...I have suddenly realised the connection between MARK'S programmed 'role' in JULIUS DE VALLON (or was it FALLON?)...where he was supposed to play the obedient servant called DOG-MAN...and the star SIRIUS...which is often named the DOG STAR.
This has been worrying me for some time in relation to PAT ANDREW interpreting my dream of the Eygptian statue of a BLACK DOG...which then turned into a real live dog...which then sucked her out of her mind (through her mouth) and into 'outer space'...now would that be DEEP SPACE 9? The 'dog' in my dream was TONY GREEN...he had turned into that statue...which had then turned into a real 'dog'...
PAT told me that this dog was sucking the soul out...by taking her breath...and casting it into outer space...
Is this what MARK had been forced to do as 'dog-man' by RIMINGTON? Suck people's souls out and cast them into 'memory dump'?
Soul memory...is that imprinted upon this 'noble gas'?
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I was thinking, last night...about how one pronounces these words:
OLIGARCHY
MONARCHY
OLIG R KEY
MON R KEY
The ROCKERFELLER KEYS to these two different political systems?
I also began to think of the word PLUTOCRACY...meaning 'several'? I will have to look it up...
PLUTO the DISNEY 'black dog'...PLUTO the 'green' planet...PLUTO the king of the Underworld...
I picked up my OUP POLITICS DICTIONARY - the only decent dictionary that I have...but it wasn't in there...have I made that word up?
I also saw that I had made an 'ink blot' down the side of the pages of the book...so I opened the book at that particular biro 'blot'...to read VICE PRESIDENT and began to sneeze a bit...so is this linked? CATHY O' BRIEN's book talks about how BUSH and CHENEY joked that the VICE PRESIDENCY was simply about VICE i.e. how to control the various mafia trades, worldwide.
So is this person PLUTO? The 'king of the Underworld'? It seems likely.
I haven't been able to find PLUTOCRACY...and so found EMPIRE and IMPERIALISM instead...according to this dictionary...they are closely linked...
QUEEN VICTORIA had named herself QUEEN EMPRESS...but not many Kings or Queens did...even CHARLES V's claim to be the Holy Roman Emperor...is a disputed term...because he didn't have that much control...
The big point about EMPIRE in relation to BRITISH POLITICS is that as a citizen, you are NOT allowed to appeal to any other country, to intervene, if you think that your country has been acting illegally/unfairly towards you...because it is a 'supreme State'...annointed by G-d etc...and so during Queen Victoria's reign...if you thought that the CROWN courts had 'done you in'...you had no hope of help from abroad...that was it.
Let me relate that to the EU - which has been giving the UK a hard time, recently...with so many people applying to their courts, against decisions made in the UK...and the power to overturn them, in some instances...this seems like a fair system to me...if you have been 'done in'...the European Courts will argue for your defence...and if you are 'trying it on'...one hopes that you will lose your case...and so on...at any rate, you will get much more PUBLIC COVERAGE of your 'trial' and so this can only work to the good...thereby de-limiting any 'secret activities' going on behind the scenes...e.g. frame-ups. Didn't that MI5 OFFICER...what was his name...CHARLES somebody (who leaked papers to the Press)...didn't he go to the EUROPEAN COURTS because he had no luck through the CROWN ones? However, I do not think that he had much luck with them either...but he did manage to avoid jail that way (paid a fine) and then lived abroad for a while...
I am assuming here...that PRINCE CHARLES wants this 'EU system' of appeal - to go down the drain...it lessens the CROWN'S control of this country...he is obviously gunning for an EMPIRE of sorts...
IMPERIALISM is a very loosely defined term...generally taken to mean 'colonial rule'...and in a pejorative way, for all concerned...
No wonder, our first politics lecture and subsequent essay at WARWICK UNIVERSITY was all about CROWN SOVEREIGNTY...and how all of the 'power' of the UK, was being leaked away to the EU...
Our politics lecturer was a 'true Blue' Conservative and so, he was naturally against the EU, in general...DABYDEEN had talked about this one in 1991...he didn't like the idea of FORTRESS EUROPE either...centralised power in either LONDON or in BRUSSELS...the first one was but a microcosm of the macrocosm...neither were any good, necessarily.
I had argued, somewhat tamely, in my essay...for Europe...and the EU...simply because I felt 'European'...not quite as 'British' or as 'English' as most of the people, that I had grown up with...but then, I had the GONG ROOM in the back of my head, the whole while...I didn't trust the BRITISH CROWN system at all...I had no reason to do so.
I am getting the whole ILL CULT picture now...the mural of QUEEN VICTORIA upon the HARWICH derelict Primary school...she had turned herself into an EMPRESS...and so the whole 'emperor/empress cult' was born...culminating in our teachers at LANGLEY SENIORS pretending to be of that 'class'...acting the whole thing out...something that RIMINGTON and the other programmers, were to do in 1980...whilst we had to 'feed them' at their ROMAN BANQUET...lolling around on chaise longues...and they tortured us, at random as 'slaves', rather than servants.
So what DABYDEEN was essentially saying was this...you can have the LONDON EMPIRE...or a much larger one - i.e. the BRUSSELS EMPIRE...because the whole NWO is heading that way...
This ties in with what TOMLINSON was talking about in relation to the different 'strands' upon the MICROSOFT WORD 7package...all coming together...the idea of a WORLD EMPIRE...
So we have PLUTO - head of THE UNDERWORLD who is the VICE PRESIDENT...we have the WIZARD OF OZ, who is the PRESIDENT (Bush, Brown)...so who is JUPITER/ZEUS? Is that supposed to be PRINCE/EMPEROR CHARLES?
EMPEROR/EMPRESS
WIZARDS/VIZIERS
KINGS/QUEENS OF THE UNDERWORLD...
Is this the way that the world is going? Is this the basic structure? It reads like a crappy computer game...a 'below par' AGE OF EMPIRES MICROSOFT imitation.
I have already stated how the quickest way to win a game in the AGE OF EMPIRES series...is simply to grab and cordon off ALL RESOURCES for yourself (wood, food, gold etc)...the other teams then give up fast as they run out of whatever they need to survive and continue fighting...we were all shown this game at FORT MONCKTON in 1980.
Surely any other system of government would be better? Anything. Nobody need change their own existing systems - all they have to do is to clean them up - get rid of the 'vice'. That is more than enough to deal with...as I have said before many times...what does it matter what people put up their noses (that is an issue for PUBLIC HEALTH and 'education')...what I want stopped is MIND CONTROL, THE ROYAL GENOME PROJECT and the ROYAL PAEDOPHILE TRADE.
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I can now see how the whole thing may easily tip against an NWO in the UK...people are really scared of ISLAM because they know very little about it and what they know, they do not like...the BLACK BURKHAS are a symbol of the sinister oppression of women...the 'primitive rulings' in States like SAUDI ARABIA...eg. so many lashings of the whip in the market square...these things are 'medieval' to us...
I can also see that even though I didn't know well the 'PUBLIC SCHOOL SECTOR' for want of a better word...I knew enough to know the massive CLASS DIVISION within this country i.e. the ruling elite...and then the middle-classes and working classes.
The UK ELITE had rubbed shoulders with the ELITE from Islamic countries since time immemorial and as such had little or no fear of these cultures...they romanticised them...like a 'step back in time' to a golden age...where one could ride one's camel over the desert, under a starry sky...(or take massive backhanders and 'loans' from ARAB SHEIKS at the DORCHESTER) however, the vast majority of the UK had had no such experience or 'background'...and subsequently viewed ISLAM with great suspicion...particularly, the CHRISTIANS - whom I was to meet in ISRAEL...who were all of the opinion that there was a massive drive afoot, globally...ISLAM as the HOUSE OF THE SWORD...which would fight until the whole world was under its dominion...and they had to expect the worst. What they were really talking about were the plans for an ISLAMIC NWO...
A CLASH OF CIVILISATIONS...that was what the Jewish-born but 'convert to Islam' had told me in the Palestinian hotel in the Souk...the ISLAMIC NWO expected a certain amount of resistence but basically thought that they had it in the bag...MARK and I...were basically hoping that they didn't...mainly because the ELITE would OVERLOOK the fact that the rest of society (in whatever country), didn't actually hold their views or see the world through their lens - no shared perspective...because we didn't have their particular 'experience' of the world...and that would be enough to stymie ILL plans...at the very last minute...and then they could all be EXPOSED.
One can see that the plan worked only TOO well...I mean, who is going to take PRINCE CHARLES seriously in a SAUDI OUTFIT...with SURAHS blaring out of BUCKINGHAM PALACE...it remains to be seen...but 'we' are hoping that most people will see it as one big JOKE...a charade...a pantomime etc...and treat it as such because that is essentially what it is...PRINCE CHARLES will have attended his real 'religious rite' upon the 23rd - the BLACK MASS, which involves 'child murder'.
Anyway, the point of revealing this beforehand, to the general Public, at large...is to try to lessen any possibility of 'violent reactions'...in relation to what has been planned - forewarned is forearmed...IF PRINCE CHARLES is still mad enough...to go continue with the plans...despite having been exposed. We shall see...
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THE GOOD LITTLE CHRISTMAS TREE
I have just read it...and flashbacked to TOMLINSON reprogramming me...that was what this book was all about...the 13TH ONE is the 'little Christmas tree' (check out the 12 ANGELS who dance around it)...who deprogrammes completely...only to be REPROGRAMMED again by FATHER XMAS....and in my particular case...TOMLINSON who had decided to be my 'father'...was FATHER XMAS.
What can I deduce from the above...I forgot to mention that a LIBRARY slip had been left out for me upon SATURDAY...and it had one book upon it "UNEXPECTED VISITOR"...and I would guess that means FATHER XMAS and so I will be expecting another 'goblin attack' at some point...probably XMAS EVE...
The final image is of the PARADE of humans and 'creatures' to the BLACK MASS...this is all likely to happen upon the 23RD DECEMBER...i.e. the 'little Xmas tree' is picked up by Father Xmas and taken to the BLACK MASS...so I suppose that he will be hoping to pick up PETRONELLA and myself, upon this date...I have no reason to doubt that the other two 'witches' within this house (we were all programmed together at the TEMPLAR CASTLE, as the four points/elements of the circle in a 'Wiccan' ceremony) will also be 'picked up' too...i.e. BEV and HAZEL.
The final image is of the children to be sacrificed at this 'BLACK MASS rite'...they have been told to keep quiet, keep silent...not to 'see' or 'hear' anything...and NEVER to talk about any of it.
It was horrific, looking through this book...it brought back so many of the NDES that TOMLINSON and others, had put me through...at the TEMPLAR CASTLE.
Anyway, he is obviously hoping that he can 'trigger' all of my programming to come back again...just like the pine-needles which sprout back onto the bare tree...who has given away his/her pine-needles i.e. programming...in order to collect 'gifts' for the children...
and what are the gifts?
SHINING STARS
SLIPPERS
WOODEN HORSE
CANDLES
ICICLES
TOADSTOOLS
DIAMONDS
COOKIES TIED WITH SCARLET THREAD
The 'brown cookies' have all had a bite taken out of them, by the angels and so represent 'dark moons'...
Look at the intial letter coding: SS WC IT DC
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FATHER XMAS AND THE MISSING REINDEER
I wonder now...if this is about MARK...who is the 'missing one'...and of the 9 to be present upon stage...at BUCKINGHAM PALACE...did they anticipate that they would 'lose him' and so would have to get him back? Or maybe this 'missing reindeer' refers to the unwilling PRINCE HARRY who was in fact, 'missing' from the TEMPLAR CASTLE, at that time but would be 'brought back into line'.
A ROBIN is 'helping' FATHER XMAS this time...now I know that the DC/USA programmer of JOHN WATERS had been a MR ROBINSON...but we also have the ROBINSON FAMILY in the UK...
Anyway, FATHER XMAS has to use his SPELLBOOK and page 387...but he doesn't find it helpful...'the reindeers aren't ill they are missing'
How very odd...MARK had coined the word ILL to describe the ILLUMINATI...
Anyway, a MAGIC TRUMPET appears which can magically call the REINDEER back again...
Remember EMET's poem about how 'we do not need the BELL...we need the TRUMPET'...
So MARK AND TOMLINSON (Father Xmas and his red sleigh) go off to round up the REINDEER...i.e. those to be 'on stage'...
He meets up with a boy called SIMON WATSON...who offers to help him...now who would that be?
They annoy the IO BULL...and have to run for it...
They then find out that the REINDEERS have been stolen by the CIRCUS...not BRITISH INTELLIGENCE 'circus' now?
MR SCRAGGINS is the RINGMASTER...who might that be? At BINGLY'S CIRCUS.
An odd reversed first initials code upon this page:
TNT IT DU AWAT AC
This suggests a 'bomb' to me, of sorts and related to the CIRCUS and CIRCUS RINGLEADER.
The TRUMPET is used in terms of SOUND WARFARE (like the walls of Jericho)...I remember that from the TEMPLAR CASTLE but do not know which building will be targetted...
The SLEIGH as in MARK...then takes the whip off the circus master...
I do not understand what DAISY THE BEAR is about...but remember one woman at the TEMPLAR CASTLE who had the power to transform herself into a towering GRIZZLY...in the minds of the slaves around her...so I am supposing that she works for BRITISH INTELLIGENCE and will turn on the boss and get FEROCIOUS at some point (why am I picking up HAZEL as a possibility here - because the woman was tall - most women were relatively 'short' at the Templar Castle, for some reason - 5 foot 4 or less)...and they are all brought back under control by a bit of 'CHRISTMAS STARDUST'...would that be PCP...or an even worse drug?
So who is SIMON who is left with the TRUMPET?
Is this book related to politics?
FATHER XMAS visits SIMON when he is sleeping with the 9 reindeer...filling his stocking...does SIMON live in STOCKWELL?...
So this is all about the run-up to CHRISTMAS EVE...getting everybody prepared and 'dealing' with the CIRCUS...so they don't cause any trouble..this is all about 'dealing' with BRITISH INTELLIGENCE beforehand...and the TEMPLARS/TEMPLAR slaves in general...
I mean, MAX AND LARA...personified the CIRCUS as a great many different people...all affiliated to BRITISH INTELLIGENCE but not overtly e.g. DALDRY, MARR...
So what can one do if one is a 'magic reindeer' and one doesn't want to join in the NWO...buy a pair of earplugs, to block out the sound of the TRUMPET?
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This is all rather scary...I am beginning to understand that each of the 4 WITCHES in EAGLE HOUSE have a specific function:
PETRONELLA - queen of the bats...vampire division.
MYSELF - 13TH ONE - I get 'reprogrammed' so that I do not start yelling 'get out of here, you fucking morons...' and so forth, as I am dragged to the BLACK MASS...the ILL CULT like their slaves to be submissive and obedient...and especially if they are to be sacrificed...which I presume, is my role in this piece...at the end of the SATURNALIA...
HAZEL: I am almost sure that she will be triggered to be the GRIZZLY...so who is she supposed to 'attack' and chase around the CIRCUS? Jonathan Evans? John Scarlett?
BEV: what is her function in all of this...'an earth mother' goddess...queen of ceremonies...no idea...
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I have noted with interest...how people tend to put their ornamental SCARECROWS in their gardens by something connected to water...by the WELL (in one of the white clapperboard Norwegian houses overlooking the promenade)...or holding onto the DRAINPIPE as in the LILAC GARDEN...
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This is silly...but I have forgotten the dates...is XMAS DAY the 25th - it must be...the 26th is BOXING DAY...because I haven't celebrated XMAS for a few years now...it has lost any meaning for me...to the point where I find it difficult to remember the dates...last year, I cycled round, looking at the depressive faces of 'extended families' having their XMAS dinners in hotels...presumably to cut down the family rows...you wouldn't want to do that in Public...and that cheered me up...on that sunny cold morning...and the year before, I was in ISRAEL...and before that...I had a good time in my MANNINGTREE FLAT...watching films mainly...although MARK had also taken me on a tour of LONDON as the 'ghosts of Christmas past/present/future'...
Anyway, I asked about LIBRARY closing dates over the festive season...and was told 'not sure' and then 'we are going to be open on CHRISTMAS EVE until late'...I queried that one 'you will be expecting quite a few revellers then?'...how odd...why would the LIBRARY be open 'late' upon the day that everybody is expected to go and see their family...go out to the pub etc...
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Poisonous PETRONELLA...she is down below...bitching about me...to a workman who has just turned up...he is a rather SLY looking bloke...keeps giving me shifty looks, from down below in the garden...as I wash up at the sink, overlooking the garden...
Anyway, he has put out a large light blue tarpaulin in the garden...covering most of the small courtyard...and a large concrete cement mixer...
I overheard a snatch of the conversation, something about how this man had '10 ARMY GUYS onto it now'...and then PETRONELLA complimented him upon 'what a good bloke' he was...so what is she up to?
Anyway, he told her that if the STINK continued...he would think of something else...
He has just removed a whole load of RED VICTORIAN BRICKS and left them out in the garden...but no idea from where...
This might be a bit 'fanciful' but in relation to a 'visit from FATHER XMAS'...I do hope that TOMLINSON isn't planning upon breaking in and entering...via the CHIMNEY? Mine however, is completely blocked up and a different 'flue' and so I shouldn't have any worries there...
Anyway, obviously the THREAT is a real one and this time I am 'on to it' more quickly.
I had 'known' myself to be under threat - the weekend that I moved out to the CONTINENTAL HOTEL...and sure enough, TOMLINSON attempted a break-in there...even though the BRITISH ARMY had camped out on the ground floor...he managed to get in via a back window...having walked along the walls...
I remember now...this is how he normally used to approach this flat...walking along the walls of the gardens...it is relatively easy if you aren't scared of heights...and do not want to be seen on the street.
So PETRONELLA is as vitriolic as ever...she exudes so much negative energy it is diffcult to know what to do about her...on the one hand, she claims that she will be murdered immediately if she doesn't comply to cult rules...but that is pure cowardice...so you want to continue to torture, abuse and murder children...just to stay alive? What does that make you...she is an absolute nightmare.
Perhaps I should ask my mother for money for my own XMAS at the CONTINENTAL HOTEL again? For the 23rd/24th/25th/26th...basically because the 13th ONE is supposed to be sacrificed AFTER the Saturnalia period...which as far as I know...would be BOXING DAY.
I have already told the ILL what I will do to them if they dare to cannibalise me...but they are SO mad...who knows?
The ILL NETWORK has been chanting at me:
STUU PID BUNNY RABBIT...I am getting the idea again of STEW...
The main point of a 13TH ONE is that they have higher spiritual gifts/talents/abilities than the normal run-of-the-mill ILL CULT member...and that is why this person is chosen to be murdered and then eaten. The ILL think that they will gain the 'powers' of this 13th ONE.
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Let me think...the ILL have done their very best to scare me out of this flat...hence the HAUT DE LA GARENNE furniture going into FLAT 1...and then PETRONELLA'S physical attack upon my person...but they haven't managed it.
What were they trying to achieve - seeing as I am the 13TH ONE here, at present.
Were they trying to substitute another 13TH ONE into this flat...one who would 'play ball' i.e. let them reprogramme them...and then murder and eat them - come the end of the SATURNALIA?
I am beginning to see the whole sick CYCLE at work here...
Firstly you let your 'JESUS' achieve enlightenment...whilst filming them having a breakdown...as they rediscover how they were programmed...the extreme violence, abuse and degradation of their person in physical, emotional and psychological terms...i.e. the 13th ONE is encouraged to remember what had been done to them, by the ILL-SLAVE DRIVERS, in HARWICH...so many years ago.
Having achieved 'enlightenment' this 'JESUS' figure (13th One) is then sacrificed...as part of the ROMAN EMPEROR cult proceedings and duly 'eaten'...
So why haven't they given up on this particular game, yet?
I wonder...
PETRONELLA told me telepathically...that I had the protection of MR PUTIN and I suppose this is a probable reason as to why they wanted me out of this flat...they do not dare to murder me...and so a 'substitute' has to be found...to replace me, before the festival...and I am making things difficult for them all...very difficult indeed...because I have refused to move out of this flat.
I wonder if the COUNCIL TAX SUMMONS is part and parcel of this manoeuvre? Will they hope to get me arrested after the 14th December, in order to take possession of the flat again? It is looking likely.
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I have just watched the OXFORD MURDERS movie:
In order of importance:
PUPIL
IRIS
We are shown the SHELDONIAN theatre...which has this upon the stone floor - in BLACK/WHITE...and then the SHELL-LIKE stairwell, winding round and round...and many shots of a book with a large winding SHELL upon the front cover. SHELL = SILENCE about the ILL CULT (or you are dead.)
So much ILL CULT imagery - anyway, I immediately remembered that we had all been shown this PUPIL/IRIS before - in 1980.
PPIL
IRS
The 'I' of the ILL CULT and the 'U'. The IU - or the I and YOU.
I know what the IRS is but I do not know what the PPIL is...unless we can say the JESUITS (PP) in ISRAEL (il as an abbreviation).
At any rate, I was shown this film before by TOMLINSON who wanted me to identify with the murderess 'daughter' who murders her MOTHER after playing 'Scrabble'...the ILL CULT symbolism just mounts and mounts...
So why on Earth would TOMLINSON want me to murder my mother? NO WAY.
I then figured...this film probably wasn't made for me...obviously it was written for TOMLINSON...it had everything for him to like about it...SCRABBLE..MATHEMATICS...murder of 'learning disability children'...and a massive amount of ILL IMAGERY...however, the plot was tenuous and the script hammered out, for a particular reason.
This film was written to program MARK RICHENBACH. The ending is so obvious...he is the AMERICAN BUTTERFLY who managed to cause a storm over here...across the other side of the world...by challenging the ILL CULT...and basically failing to work it all out...and then having to take the consequences of his actions i.e. influencing somebody like myself - who wants to be FREE of the ILL CULT - someone who then ends up murdering her mother...he therefore has to suffer all of the 'guilt'.
This film was hammered out to make this sole point to MARK...to make him feel as guilty as possible. The ILL have an almost endless supply of money and almost endless resources...as well as people who can be 'bought' to work for them (so why not just take away all of the ILL's money?)...and they are unbelievably bitchy and vindictive when crossed...even down to funding an entire movie...just to 'get at ' and reprogramme one person.
Poor MARK...but do not worry...I haven't murdered my mother and have no intention of doing so...it is all funny, in retrospect...
The CIA are telling me that this was RIMINGTON'S particular project - she oversaw it - presumably to 'please' her 'husband'...she was behind this one.
I am assuming here that all the women who were 'caught' by the ILL - after having been deprogrammed by MARK...were then made to watch this film...probably women of Jewish descent...
Anyway, that was a lot easier than I thought it would be...mainly because the scene that TOMLINSON had particularly wanted to program me with...occurred early on in the movie and I remembered it immediately:
"That's YOU that is" he said pointing to the neurotic daughter who starts to make a scene in the LIBRARY...in an emotionally masochistic sort of way...
I could have yawned with boredom...this is what 'programming' and 'reprogramming' mainly consists of:
TOMLINSON (or whichever programmer) pointing to something...and it could be anything (human, animal, mineral, alien - whatever) - a 'tiger cub' for example and saying:
"That's YOU that is..." and then trying to make you 'believe in' the script in which this 'object' occurs.
Other notes:
I do not know whether I should really put this in...because TOMLINSON sexually abused a lot of women, all over the place - particularly in HARWICH...but he had a particular liking for MS PERCIVAL at the LIBRARY...one of his favourite 'sex slaves'. I am presuming that she has already woken up to that one.
Other notes:
This is all a great relief to me now...a whole load of my mind...what more can I add to my notes?
I have 'outed' the ILL for their insane NWO plans over this XMAS and one hopes that this will be enough to deter even the most STUPID of them...from going ahead with any of it...
..and a SEASONS GREETINGS to you all...
I do not suppose that the ILL told me any more (i.e. that I will remember anything else planned, after this 'spectacular farce' on BOXING DAY)...this was the final 'denouement'...their 'revealing of themselves upon a world stage'...and so now, I just have to sit back and watch...and try to stop any 'unexpected visitors' from breaking in...
NOTES CONT'D:
Another ILL message in my email box but apart from that - no more threats. I appear to have finished my 'job' here now.
kwhsale re:order on kwhsale.uk
http://www.guardian.co.uk/uk/2008/dec/04/law-genetics
European court rules DNA database breaches human rights
"The decision was welcomed by civil liberties campaigners, but the home secretary, Jacqui Smith, said she was "disappointed". Police chiefs warned that destroying DNA details would make it harder to investigate many crimes."
If she is so disappointed - why don't we allow her to add her own fingerprints to the database to make up for such a 'disappointment'?
How is that for 'progressive NU-LABOUR think?
If you would like to PROVE that you are NOT guilty of anything - you can add them if you wish...
http://english.pravda.ru/opinion/columnists/106800-3/
A re-framing of RUSSIAN CULTURE in relation to US CULTURE (but it could be equally said about the UK too):
"In a discussion of Russian’s values, Fernandez writes, “For him food, money, vacations are necessities, not values. Books, theater, music, hikes in forests, gathering mushrooms, family solidarity, hospitality, voilà Russian values.” The Soviet period did not undermine these basic values; it enhanced them. One important achievement of the Soviet system, Fernandez notes, was low prices for culture enjoyment. Culture in Russia has no relationship with wealth. Even people with low incomes fill theaters and opera houses, concert halls and museums still today. And the state lavished support on artists of all types, a fact recognized even by Nureyev at one point, despite his ostensible defection to the West, chiefly for career advancement reasons."
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
DC...the ILL TOP MANOEUVRES...the 'birds' tell me that the top ILL CULT people within DC...as in WASHINGTON DC are all 'DEAD FLIES' now...'dead flies'? What is meant by that term? I questioned further...no result...I do not know if this means 'real death' or just 'put out of action' in terms of being mind control slaves...
So DC is now dysfunctional in ROYAL plans...
Other notes:
I suppose that with MARK...we were simply hoping to STALL the NWO until enough information could be leaked about it (because people would ask questions)...we couldn't stop it...but we could 'add ideas' as 'insiders' i.e. in order to make them look as terrible (9-11) and as funny (Islamic NWO off Buckingham Palace terrace) as possible...
YET we always knew...that nothing is possible without all of the people within a particular country...taking a stand...and so many people didn't vote...because they thought that their ideas or views didn't count in local politics...never mind centralised power-politics...
Therefore we didn't have much hope with the UK...they would be 'lambs to the slaughter'...unless there was something that would galvanise them into action...an ISLAMIC NWO...would be that number...
Okay, people already knew that the whole ILL SYSTEM in this country was 'unfair'...some people got 'rich 'as if by magic...
RAY FISHWICK said of those like me 'people gravitate to their 'station' in life...you will gravitate to the lowest of this Society - that is your basic nature - I was 16 years old and horrified by this insane statement - my 'basic nature' was 'good and law-abiding'...he giggled like an evil gnome about it...he knew that I had been put into the 'GONG' room...and he most probably knew that I had been there from early childhood...probably put in that 'list' before I was actually born...
Anyway, one can see how the idea of an ISLAMIC NWO...caught on like wildfire...I suppose that BUSH and his colleagues were of that 'class' in terms of being on a first terms basis with the BIN LADENS...the KING of SAUDI ARABIA and so forth...
Even to the point of OBAMA then being lined up as someone to LEAD this ISLAMIC NWO after BUSH...because he had the suitable 'radical ISLAM' early training...from his schooling in INDONESIA.
Yet I have a feeling that the CIA have now reprogrammed OBAMA and that he no longer has any such 'programming' in his head.
Luckily, the FBI plan to 'tip the balance' or how does one say 'over-egging the NWO' appears to have worked in the USA...they will not accept an ISLAMIC NWO. I mean...this wasn't going to be your usual COMMIE STATE or FASCIST STATE...this one was going to have the ELITE going round with their harem of wives...lashing their slaves in public and so forth...in fact, knowing the ILL as I do, it was probably going to be a lot, lot worse than that, even...whichever 'flavour' of NWO the ILL came up with...they would then start to commit atrocities in PUBLIC and by then it would have been too late...the people would have submitted to it...
I can also see how MARK was still covertly acting against the ILL and was relying upon me to do the same...as part of a 'team' I suppose...that included the belligerent TOMLINSON and NIKOLAS...
I am therefore sorry that I called you a BOTTLE-NOSED DOLPHIN...I have no actual idea if this is symptomatic of paedophilia...that was my mother's idea...but one can see that this was your programming...
THE OXFORD MURDERS...JOHN HURT has a 'classic' bottlenose dolphin, cloven nose...too much Cocaine?
Anyway, I can now see that MARK 'I'll be in the kitchen if you need me' at the LSE BIOS party...was his way of consciously or unconsciously forcing my back up against the wall and getting himself 'outed' as a programmer...once I had got over the shock of seeing my own child...I immediately reacted against him...and MARK put up minimal resistence to being 'overpowered'.
Other notes:
I went into the CO-OP yesterday - the small one at the top of the HIGH STREET...to see that the entire collection of OTTERBROOK bottles of wine...appeared to be untouched...still for sale at £3.99...in the front 'row' next to the tills.
I pondered this and then realised - they are PROGRAMMING OBJECTS because nobody dares to touch, remove or move (never mind 'buy') programming objects. I knew already, that no ILL SLAVE would buy wine with an OMEGA symbol upon it - but figured that this was purely incidental...now I can see that it is not...I will have to count up the bottles because they will be the number of OMEGA 'son of G-d' programmers in this country...
Anyway, I bought another one yesterday and one of the 'yachting club' walked in behind me and clocked me buying this along with my shopping, in front of him, at the till.
The CIA 'birds' were howling with laughter 'you are too good'...apparently, this guy was on a particular 'network' and that network would now ensure my 'safety' in HARWICH...anyone who dares to buy an 'OMEGA PROGRAMMER' has got to be top of the cult hierarchy...and he will have 'radioed' that one out, to his entire network. I was simply in the right place, at the right time, doing the 'right thing' in front of the 'right person' - how bizarre is that?
Now would that be OTTER or OTTO programmers?
Of course...ER as in her ROYAL MAJESTY...OTT-ER...but these OTTERS appear to be being run by PRINCE CHARLES and not his mother...because he ordered them to attempt to assassinate her.
Other notes:
When was that COURT SUMMONS for? Wasn't it the 19th NOVEMBER...I get the feeling...that if I am to end up at the NEW YEAR'S EVE party in MOSCOW...that this isn't something that I should consider...and not worry about, in the slightest...but it makes me slightly anxious...one can see that the ILL will try to 'pick me up' in any way that they can, before the 23rd.
Other notes:
I still do not get why JONATHAN SACHS...as a LEVITE...is the Chief RABBI of the UK...he is only a LEVITE and not of the priestly class...why has JUDAISM changed?
What about the REUBENS...ROBINS...ROBINSONS...have they now styled themselves into the KOHANIM?...they appear to be the top tier of PROGRAMMER...
I heard upon the BRITISH INTELLIGENCE network that GOLDMAN out of GOLDMAN-SACHS is a really evil, predator S/M aficionado...
SHARON had told me that LEVITES could become 'priests'...after much pummelling of him upon this very point...he was very wary of answering that question...he didn't want to...I wanted to know...which TRIBE do the KOHANIM come from...apparently they are chosen from this TRIBE of LEVITES although naturally, most of them never get to become priests...
You then have claims that the COHENS are the KOHANIM CLASS...so are they from the tribe of LEVITE too?
I have been rather suspicious of the COHEN brothers for some time now...I suspect that they didn't write their scripts...particularly not OH MY BROTHER!...or whatever it was called...BARTON FINK was another one...
I talked about that one to DALDRY in Prague...BARTON FINK...he hadn't seen it...a brilliant film about a wannabe writer in HOLLYWOOD who enters the sharks den and gets 'eaten'...or rather, forced to sign a DEMONIC contract with the producers...where he has to work for the rest of his life, for free...for almost nothing...
DALDRY stated that he 'hated' writers...I told him the basic plot i.e. that the writer is an utter twerp...who has the 'story of a lifetime' underneath his feet...but he continually misses it because he is off on 'cloud 9' with his typewriter...trying to imagine things up, instead of looking at the world around him...his 'best friend' down the hall, is the local psychopathic murderer...who confides in him...or tries to 'reveal all' but the writer isn't interested in the lifestory of a mass murderer and why he did what he did...and so closes the guy down...every time he tries to admit anything...it is a hilarious movie...but who really wrote it? Not me, obviously...but I am getting the feeling that it was somebody that I know...who didn't get paid a penny for it...
Other notes:
Thinking about ANDREW MARR'S 'little boy alter' who wouldn't put any clothes on...and who would stand in a corner and SHOUT (as a grown man) that he wasn't going to put any clothes on and you couldn't make him...as if I were 'mummy' telling him to do something that he didn't want to do...
TOMLINSON had precisely the same 'little boy alter' at the TEMPLAR CASTLE and he walked around freely in the nude...just like MARR...although most of the other TEMPLARS wore clothes...
I wonder now...if this was a 'rebellion' against early childhood CLOTHES/WASHING LINE programming?
Anyway, when TOMLINSON had had the 'tiger cub' delivered to the CASTLE...he took personal ownership of it...although everybody around...adored it...had a go at 'petting it' without getting bitten...
The cub looked very disorientated and a bit stupid...not much going on inside her brain...she must have been very young indeed...TOMLINSON warned me not to touch her before she had had her breakfast - or she might have your hand off...he would then proceed to throw her large chunks of red meat and she would swallow them down in a second...hardly bothering to chew...she would then go up to TOMLINSON - who was working nude, on his computer and lie across his knees...like some big domestic cat...
Personally, I thought this 'arrangement' rather dangerous...what if she wanted a 'snack' at 11 a.m? However, he didn't come to any harm.
Other notes:
I should have noted this earlier...but didn't realise just how far it has progressed...mainly because I 'touch-type' and so do not bother to look at the keyboard...this is a new keyboard and yet I have managed to rub off a considerable amount of letters by typing...now, that shouldn't happen - should it? I do not type that much...only as much as somebody in an office...and if everybody's keyboards 'rubbed off' that quickly...they would be outraged...so why has this COMPAQ keyboard degenerated so quickly? It is relatively new.
Here are the letters that I have completely rubbed off:
EIOSDFHKLCVNM
Here are the letters which are still present in some form - although the G looks like a C now:
QWRTYUPAGJZXB
I only mention it because I try to mention anything 'odd' and this computer was obviously 'tampered with' before I got it. My mother especially wanted to buy me this one and had the guy at the Ipswich 'out of town' Computer Store...look up this 'special COMPAQ deal' upon the INTERNET...he had never heard of it before...he then went out back into the storeroom for some time...and then re-emerged with this particular computer and keyboard.
I am used to BRITISH INTELLIGENCE 'tampering with' my computers...I remember at WARWICK UNIVERSITY...the cleaners took me aside one day...I had just come back from CENTRAL CAMPUS...and they basically said...look, we don't know anything about this and we don't want to be involved...but a man got the keys to your room, off our boss...he was doing something to your computer and we asked if we could come in to clean and he said 'no' and then locked himself in your room...we knocked on the door and he wouldn't let us in...he told us that he was 'fixing' your computer...
So at least, I was forewarned about that one. I didn't do anything about it - I was used to such harassment and just took it as 'part of the course'. I wasn't doing anything wrong - they would have a hard time trying to frame me up for anything...and so I wasn't bothered. I only became 'bothered' once I had moved to MANNINGTREE where I became aware that the ILL were using me as 'sport' - i.e. they had set me up as a target for their 'trainee' spy teams to practice on. That really made me see red.
Anyway, all one can say about the above strings of letters are that the first one is of the most frequently used letters in the English language...and the second is of the least frequently used...now why would somebody want to bring that to my attention (unless this keyboard is simply 'very cheap' but not at around £400 or so and relatively new)...
Also the strange red/black message that crops up every time I switch it on:
No RGB signal
Other notes:
WEDNESDAY MORNING...
I suppose I have got the gist now...of what the 13TH ONE game is all about...and one can see how the threads all intertwine...the ROMAN EMPEROR cult for example...my teachers at school...British Intelligence programmers...all pretending to be this ELITE ROMAN class...and I had thought that this must have some connection to ITALY...either the CATHOLIC church or to Italian FASCISM...I then find out that in fact, QUEEN VICTORIA had named herself an EMPRESS...and then realised that the roots of this evil cult...were far closer to home...and linked to IMPERIALISM...COLONIAL RULE...and SLAVE-DRIVING families...of the aristorcratic/landed gentry classes of this country...who continue to practice this abominable trade in the 21st Century...but who now deal in 'mind control slaves'...
There is still the connection to the CATHOLIC CHURCH...the PUPIL (Sheldonian theatre, Oxford)...the PP JESUITS...and this is what CATHY O' BRIEN had clearly stated in her book...
One point here...the PP Jesuits...would they be from ROME...I suppose that they all 'come from ROME' in the final analysis...it is just that most of the churches in Jersualem are GREEK ORTHODOX...however the PP symbol was above the LAMB...in that ST JOHN IN THE DESERT monastery - as pointed out by JOHN SCARLETT in 1980 - he told us that this was the JESUIT 'signature'. I have no idea where most of them came from...I suppose the monks could have come from any country...and I didn't actually meet one...the monastery was deserted.
The Ps looked like HEBREW yods to me...but then, the Monastery was in Jerusalem...in EIN KEREM...so I suppose that ties in with PP-IL.
The OMEGA programmers appeared to be mainly of JEWISH descent...either Ashkenazim or Sephardim...
I do not know enough about the 'ROBIN' programmers to comment upon them.
Other notes:
SONGS AND RHYMES FROM
IN THE NIGHT GARDEN...
by ANDREW DAVENPORT
ISBN: 978 1 40590 373 8
9 781405 903738
Apart from the two books on MASS MURDERERS...this book was also left out for me and so I borrowed it from the library...
I looked through it this morning...and flashbacked to COLLIE who had cobbled the ideas together with her 'literary staff' at the TEMPLAR CASTLE. I thought it 'insane' at the time...and I still do now.
I remember commenting upon the TOMBLIBOOS...asking her if she was using the French verb 'TOMBER'...and she just gave me a queer look...I was overlooking the most obvious meaning behind these 'dead looking' children...they are TOMB CHILDREN.
It is horrific...if you go through this book...image by image...you can see the whole ILL 'child-programming' process...the very title IN THE NIGHT GARDEN...refers to children being tortured at night, by the ILL...having their minds fractured and compartmentalised by NDEs...by extreme trauma.
What particularly interested me within this book...was the TITTIFERS.
This is a bunch of birds in a tree who 'sing their song'.
There is a large TOUCAN to the right. This represents ANTHONY RADCLIFFE OP as far as I am aware.
Who do the other birds represent?
2 large GREEN birds with ORANGE beaks and WHITE stripes down their necks...
4 tiny AZURE BLUE birds with WHITE breasts and BLACK faces.
3 PHOENIX type birds in flaming RED/PINK...with BLACK/WHITE stripes on their wing feathers.
So who are these 10 SINGERS then?
I wonder...RADCLIFFE will know how to SING...he will know how to chant the LATIN masses...and the AZURE bird that appeared above SHARON'S head whilst he was davening...singing his prayers to G-d before sunset...in HEBREW.
One can guess that these birds all represent programmers who SING in order to programme...
So which 'birds' chant the SURAHS then out of this bunch?
The GREEN birds or the RED birds? I would guess the GREEN but unsure...
So we have LATIN, HEBREW, ARABIC...what is the final grouping of programmers who 'sing' to program?
RIMINGTON thought that she would rise from the ashes like PHOENIX...even though she saw herself as an 'alien lizard'...so can we say ASHKENAZIM for the PHOENIX birds?
Everything about this book is horrible and alarming...for example...only the BABY MAKKA PAKKA has his 'soul' beside him...that ORB of white light...as he sleeps.
IGGLEPIGGLE is the 'daddy' of this ILL family (he is 'everyman') and he stays 'awake' longer than the rest of them...including the PONTIPINES...and I remember COLLIE referring to these as a cross between CATHOLICS and ISLAMICS...i.e. they look as if they are wearing RED FEZS but dressed like ROMAN CATHOLICS...
IGGLEPIGGLE is in charge of the RED BLANKET...which normally means menstruation/abortion/child birth in ILL CULT imagery...
He guides the rest of us to the NIGHT GARDEN...in his little boat...through the APPLE BLOSSOM which means 'death garden' in ILL CULT terminology...
THE PINKY PONK...is spelt differently here...I thought they used to spell it PINKY POINK...or is that because I am thinking about the ILL CULT term for children as 'PIGS'...
THE PINKY PONK - This is the worst image of the lot...one can see that it is the top of the head...the top of the skull of the child...to make it 'less frightening' for them...when they have electrodes placed on their heads...and hypodermics jabbed into them...
We then see the path through the FOREST and the 'stages' of the BLUE/RED balls...i.e. HOT/COLD torture...and the resulting OBES/NDES...
We then see the underground CAVE...this was normally what happened to us in my early childhood...we were taken underground...via the ROYAL OBSERVATORY or a door from QUEEN ANNE'S garden, GREENWICH.
We then see the BRIDGE which IGGLEPIGGLE stands upon...he is in control of everybody else's 'bridges' i.e. the link between their spinal column and their brain, in his FAMILY...and subsequently we meet the main PROGRAMMERS...who also crowd out this BRIDGE...they are more important than the father of any given ILL family...and they are monstrously LARGE...they are called the HAAHOOS...
Finally we get to the CAROUSEL/BANDSTAND...then it is time for the entire family to go back to sleep...including the top programmers, the HOOHAAS...and IGGLEPIGGLE guides his family back from the 'night garden'...and falls asleep.
The one odd point is that IGGLEPIGGLE is allowed to 'light the little light' in order to guide him to this garden - what might that mean?
IGGLEPIGGLE is asked to TAKE THE SAIL DOWN...this is the RED RAG/BLANKET...so something to do with menstruation/blood...and then to 'LIGHT THE LITTLE LIGHT'...so how are the two connected? This will be something to do with 'blood cult ceremonies'...and the light of the 'soul'...but not sure how this connects up at all...
It must be the PEARL...the ZYGOTE hidden in the RED BLANKET...he has to bring this with him...
as some sort of an offering, perhaps...to the assembled medics.
I have no idea how the ILL program MEDICS but they completely f***ing lose it...look at PETRONELLA and my FATHER...they turn into 'robots'...but worse than that...insanely evil ones...I guess this is 'specialist' programming.
Other notes:
Upsy Daisy
U PSY DAZE- Y
This is the ILL mother who has a ring attached to her belt...it looks as if you can pull it out, on a string...in order to make her 'dance' like a ragdoll...
Other notes:
I was thinking about that...was it an USBORNE book...about PRINCESS POSY...who appears to live at the KREMLIN...and how I thought that this was RIMINGTON...quite sure that it was...'her book'...
She wants her things back...that the MAGPIE stole...that would be the ASHKENAZIM...
It all begins to hang together better now...I had no idea why RIMINGTON would want to claim that I was her daughter (and TOMLINSON'S) and to their collected mind control slaves (including Charles Saatchi and newspaper editors) at that LONDON restaurant for her 'birthday lunch'....but I am getting the idea now that RIMINGTON wants to get as much money back off the 'magpies' as possible...and if possible, MY MONEY back from them too...not that I would see a penny of it...
Additionally, in relation to the KREMLIN...I was reading about how MR PUTIN has various assorted 'pets' given to him by various foreign notaries...and one included a WHITE GOAT...I then remembered that he had asked me what my favourite animal was, at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...and having not had a pet in a long while...apart from a lovely WHITE NANNY GOAT (belonging to my neighbours, whilst I was at GARDEN COTTAGE) which I used to take on walks, to forage from the oak trees...and so naturally, I said a 'WHITE GOAT'.
I am wondering if this was a 'sign' of something...come and see the 'white goat' at the Presidential home...
I am also a little perplexed by one of THE SIMPSONS comics...where you have a Slavic au pair who visits the SIMPSONS...but who cannot stand the men in SPRINGFIELD and so eventually decides to go back to her WHITE GOAT of a 'president' in her own slavic country...MARK tittered at that one...he had that SIMPSONS edition at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...he told me...'she is you'...
Other notes:
The BT DEBT RECOVERY UNIT has written me a letter - again with the 2 SQUARE MICROCHIPS upon the letter heading. Apparently they may take action within 3 days - if I do not pay up. Go ahead - contact the DEBT COLLECTION AGENCY - see if I care.
The letter is from RENU SHARMA 4EA00051 oddly enough, this person has NO job title or any other identifying factor apart from their name (and this numerical string), which is probably a false one - like the JOB CENTRE people - and that was quite an extraordinary revelation - you do not find that one out until you threaten to complain about one of them by letter - just like the TENDRING HUNDRED WATER BOARD officials - they do not operate under their real names either. Naturally, both the JOB CENTRE and TENDRING HUNDRED said that this was for their 'own protection' but what sort of an excuse is that? What if everybody went around saying 'sorry, that isn't my real name on my driving license/passport/P45 etc...its for my own protection'.
Again the 51 in relation to this flat...and 00000807 down the side of the letter.
Anyway, as usual...and the ILL really do not seem to have got this one yet:
YOU PAY YOUR BILLS TO ME AND I WILL START PAYING BILLS AGAIN, IN THIS COUNTRY - NOT UNTIL.
I have this sneaky suspicion that I am not alone in this one...I had a sudden 'glimpse' of a massive network of people who have NOT paid their BT phone bills and couldn't care less...that must worry BT considerably...I mean, the COURTS couldn't get that many people through in 10 years...is this the way to bring these companies down? Just refuse to pay...
Rather like 'don't vote for politicians, it only encourages them'...
Stop paying BT, it only encourages them...and their BT 'mind control' towers.
Stop giving the ILL any money at all...
Other notes:
I was washing up at the sink again...to see PETRONELLA in the garden chopping up her logs...after she had finished...she got her green broom out...and got rid of the wood shavings etc...then went back into FLAT 1...came out with a camera...pulled the black tarpaulin back over her WOOD STACK and then stood back to take a photograph of it all, AGAIN...just like she did yesterday.
This is quite incredible behaviour...does she think...that for some reason...somebody is going to STEAL any of her logs...for a start off, her flat is the ONLY one that has a working fireplace...none of the rest of us do...
Or could there be another reason? I haven't quite worked this one out yet...why is she so 'precious' about that mountain of logs under the black tarpaulin?
This jolted my memory from PRAGUE 1995...and my asking DALDRY a 'joke' question:
"Does the MOUNTAIN come to MOHAMMED then?"
He thought about it for a while and then said that he thought not...I am still trying to work out...what I was referring to and why...
PETRONELLA is burning a PINE tree...a Christmas tree of sorts...does that mean that she is symbolically and slowly...burning up her 'programming tree'?
I remember now...at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...suggesting to RIMINGTON, whilst I was in my 'school uniform'...that if they needed more logs for their fires...why not chop one of the many fir trees around down...so many of them...RIMINGTON went quite pale at the thought...but then regained her senses...I was just being 'stupid'...of course, nobody cut down pine trees...even less, burnt them...
This brings back the ANNA TYCHO art gallery...where two artists had an exhibition on...entitled
THE DISENCHANTED FOREST - NOGAH ENGLER AND ORIT HOFSHI...and they were obsessed by CHRISTMAS TREES...and there was a whole series of drawings that was dedicated to 'rubbing them out with an eraser'...
These images of PINE TREES immediately brought back the FOREST behind that ILL YOUTH HOSTEL in EIN KEREM...and being blocked by fallen PINE TREES...these fallen trees across your path - symbolised compartments in your brain...we were all made to clamber up the mountain through the undergrowth...every time we came to a fallen tree across our path...we were NOT allowed to climb over it...
Additionally, one painting had a landscape of snow and ice thawing...as a CHRISTMAS TREE appears to taking off into outer space...like a rocket or some alien ship...under this white beam...almost as if it were being 'beamed up' by G-d...
The main thrust of the exhibition was to re-evaluate the 'cultural traditions and roots' of so much of Ashkenazim culture...and to basically say...'our culture is now permeated with Eastern European tradition - stories of wicked witches and goblins in those forests of Europe (or Christmas trees, for that matter)...but do we really need any of it, anymore? Time to get rid of the whole lot...we are now ISRAELIS and Jews...and in our homeland...'
The arrest of DAMIEN GREEN - what an uproar:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/opinion/main.jhtml?xml=/opinion/2008/12/01/do0102.xml
I loved this poem (irrespective of the rights or wrongs of the matter):
Anyone else noticed that since his brief statement saying that Labour could not interfere with police procedures, McCavity has gone to ground (as usual).
Gordon the Moron McCavity Brown
I’m Gordon the Moron McCavity Brown
Whenever there’s trouble, I’m never around
The latest example where I’ve not been seen
Is the embarrassing arrest of Damian Green.
Deep in the Home Office, there was a mole
Who’d dug for the Government quite a big hole
He leaked that our borders were totally porous
Which set off in the papers a bl**dy great chorus
Of derision and scorn at the competence of Labour
So we called in the Police and said ‘do us a favour’
We need you to find who it is that is leaking
And the name of the person to whom he is speaking.
The Police got onto the case right away
And Gordon the Moron carried on with his day
He spent several billions before he had lunch
Then billions more on the banks’ credit crunch
He gave away peanuts, he thought we would all
Thank him and gratefully rush to the Mall
But we all know the money is only a loan
So anyone sensible just stayed at home
Meanwhile, down at the station the Police they were digging
And a case against Damian they started rigging
They found Labour’s mole and they made up a plan
Then set off to Parliament and arrested their man.
But the police didn’t send in any old bod
They used 20 men from the Terrorist squad
To arrest a man whose job is to bear down
On the Government led by McCavity Brown.
Gordon the Moron then briefly appeared
And insisted that in no way had he interfered.
The result of the action by senior Plod
Was outrage amongst the great and the good
MPs from all sides were alarmed at the news
And the papers were full of journalists’ views
But Gordon the Moron McCavity Brown
Was nowhere to be seen – he’d now gone to ground.
McCavity Brown is still nowhere in sight
The reaction has probably given him a fright
The public are angry, and he’s out of favour
His Government now is called ZANU-Labour
Compared with the regime of Robert Mugabe
Who’s ruined the country now known as Zimbabwe
Gordon the Moron McCavity Brown
Can’t stand dissent or to know that he’s down
His temper is bad and he can’t take the strain
Of knowing his Government’s going down the drain
We’re supposed to applaud him and believe all the lies
Not listen to the truth from Home Office ‘spies’.
ZANU-Labour are now all desperately spinning
The economy’s trashed – but we really ARE winning
The war on the credit crunch; the war in Iraq
The one in Afghanistan; the crime on our backs
But Gordon the Moron McCavity Brown
Will never recover from the hole in the ground
That arresting a man who was doing his job
Has done to infuriate the great voting mob
The Terrorist Police should never have been
Instructed to arrest MP Damian Green
ZANU-Labour and Gordon, the clunking big fist
Will be thrown out of Office – and they’ll never be missed.
Posted by Donna Walker on December 1, 2008 9:50 AM
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NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
I decided to pay another visit to the CO-OP to find out more about those OMEGA bottles upon special offer.
I counted them all up:
10 bottles of white OTTERBROOK
10 bottles of red OTTERBROOK
...AND a couple of bottles - 2 BOTTLES...that I hadn't noticed before...they looked like some sort of sherry, in terms of the bottles...i.e. larger bottom and a very long but thickish neck that curves around to the RIGHT slightly...like a penis - as DALDRY had commented or was it TOMLINSON...and then I began to remember:
LIMITED RELEASE
J.P. CHENET
PINOT NOIR
2007
L81010207 045562
3 500610 049736
MIS EN BOUTEILLE PAR JP CHENET, NEGOCIANT A F,33720 LANDIRAS
I had heard CHENEY (whilst the ILL were talking around me - the usual, DALDRY, MARR, TOMLINSON, RIMINGTON)...
As in the French pronunciation of the word CHENEY as SHERRNAAY...
I subsequently told TOMLINSON about a MRS CHENEY who owned a massive TUDOR mansion upon 14 St Bernards Road (Susan Whalley had pronounced it CHEE-KNEE but I 'knew' the French and understood the surname as French)...you could crawl through the almost tropical undergrowth of a forest to the left of LANGLEY SENIOR's playing fields...over fallen tree trunks covered in ivy and undergrowth...to get to the back of this garden...SUE WHALLEY took DEB and I there, one lunchtime...
It was like being an explorer in the jungle...we eventually got to the trees overlooking this large garden and the monumental house of CHENEY was before us.
Across the lawn and surrounded by 'jungle' this tudor in design but obviously victorian MANSION - was such a massive house - like a 'hotel'...
...it was then that SUE told us about the last time she had come here...the gardener had chased her off with a pitchfork and a big black dog...we all beat a hasty retreat...SUE was quite sure that 'old MRS CHENEY' was a witch...she was apparently the only person who lived in the house...and SUE had wanted to spy upon her...for some reason.
I wanted to know from TOMLINSON...was the CHENEY/SHERR-NAY...that they were talking about...as a 'bottle of wine'...the same name? SUE had said and written the name down as CHENEY (like the US Vice President) He looked puzzled...I was talking NONSENSE...and RIMINGTON came along to sort it all out...
The AMERICAN pronunciation of the surname CHENEY doesn't sound like the FRENCH pronunication at all. It sounds like CHEE-KNEE
I wonder if this woman on ST BERNARDS ROAD was any relation to CHENEY? Bush's 'great mate'. I am almost sure that SUE must have been into this woman's house...she would have been a programmer...and that is why SUE wanted to explore...wanted to find out what was in that house...I have had the same feeling about so many places in my life...
Anyway the wine is actually called J. P. CHENET...and so I was duly corrected...it was obviously around at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...one of their 'chosen wines'...or was it one that had been donated to them...I think not...
CHENEY/CHENET...is there any difference at all, in the way that the French would distinguish between the two surnames, in pronunciation? I think not. I do not have phoneme symbols that I can use here but SHERR-NAY will do. Not really an 'r' sound but just a big 'dip' in tone to a depth level.
I remember DALDRY checking out my father's 'cheap wine rack' in FRANCE and turning his nose up...in point of fact, it wasn't 'cheap'...it is just that you can buy good wine for so much less in France...for a £5 a bottle...that is what he normally paid...for wines that would cost nearly £10 in the UK.
DALDRY and MANNINGHAM-BULLER then went out and bought some red wine that cost the earth...something like £100 per bottle...and bought a load of them for that BRITISH INTELLIGENCE meeting that was then to take place in the 'great hall'...
I have already recounted who was there...my parents were noticeably absent...they had left me alone as the 'housekeeper' of their chateau and gone back to the UK.
My neighbour JACQUES had seen the two 'men in black' in the garden...he had seen one of them 'stun' me...and he later called around - several days later...after the ILL had all gone - to ask me if I was okay...I couldn't remember a thing...and my French was bad...he was telling me about the two men in the garden and that I had fainted...I kept thinking...my French is even worse than I thought...either I am not understanding a word he is saying or he is imagining things...he then asked me if 'they' were friends of mine...and I realised that if I said 'yes'...this would put a stop to the crazy conversation that I was having difficulty in understanding and at every level...and so I said 'YES'...he beamed with relief and then said that everything was okay, then...he had been watching out for me. I had no idea what he meant by 'they'...as far as I was concerned...I had been on my own, in the chateau, the whole time. Who were 'they'?
I wonder now...if that particularly expensive wine was a J. P. CHENET...all I can remember is not knowing the label as a 'known one' after I had looked at it and realised my mistake in the spelling of the name that I had just heard...CHENET and not CHENEY...
The neighbouring family upon the courtyard of my parents' chateau were called CHANEY - they owned the lion's share of the property around that courtyard and we frequently met them...Monsieur Chaney and his wife Madame Chaney (who kept an eagle-eye out upon everything that happened in the 'court')...Chaney - pronounced SHA-NAY...so upon hearing SHERR-NAY...I figured a 'Y' at the end...
Other notes:
Upon getting home...I realised that I had upset the network in many ways...MARK...the CIA...TOMLINSON was shrieking...but nobody had told me why...until one of the 'birds' decided to tell me that the two bottles of J P CHENET represented the two PRINCES.
So boys, hold onto your hats and fasten your safety belts...I am going to pop your corks.
It can only be to your benefit...I am sure.
I suppose the ILL might have been thinking...as I had...I had previously bought 2 bottles of the WHITE OTTER BROOK wine...
After I had remembered 'advising' the ROYAL MILITARY COMMANDER to SHOOT two OMEGA programmers...courtiers under the control of PRINCE CHARLES...the two men who had tried to assassinate the QUEEN...so that there would be NO chance of them escaping (which they inevitably would do, if put into jail - they knew too much about mind control commands and PRINCE CHARLES would have had them released without charge)...
For the record, I had hidden that one from MARK and therefore, I had also hidden it from the CIA/FBI...
But then...I have never willingly been in anybody's 'service'...I am NOBODY'S slave...and nobody has ever paid me a penny for my 'unwilling service'...for the slavery, that I have been subjected to by the most evil people on Earth - slave-drivers, the lot of them.
I 'help' people now and then...only those who have 'helped' me...but I RESERVE the right to complete freedom in all of my actions - I am NOT answerable to anybody.
Anyway, my general guesswork...leads me to believe that the 10 WHITE OTTER BROOK bottles are those like the OMEGA programmers...but I do not know what the 10 RED OTTER BROOK bottles represent...
The bottles are completely BLACK to look at...I have never liked that in terms of buying wine...I like to see the 'red' colour through the glass...so that you know what you are getting...however, the more expensive 'reds' tend to be in heavy, dark green bottles which disguise their 'red' contents.
So I am thinking the OTO 'BLACK' magicians of the ILL CULT...
RED WINE must be synonymous with 'blood' to an extent...certainly in ANTHONY RADCLIFFE OP'S Jesuit book...and the chalice of Communion.
This all perplexes me a little...
Firstly the time frame...when did the OMEGA programmers threaten the QUEEN?
If this was a past event...and I have no reason to doubt it...I suppose PRINCE CHARLES simply replaced the two 'dead ones' with two new OMEGA programmers...they must be relatively easy to train up...from the ILL CULT hierarchy...
The only heartening thing about all of this is that there only appear to be 10 of the OMEGA programmers and 10 of the 'black magicians'...
Anyway, are the 10 black magicians...the LEVITES...or ASHKENAZIM magicians?
I wonder now about PRESIDENT PUTIN and his men, gunning down 10 of those IO CULT magicians...all dressed in black...they were ASHKENAZIM...
So we can assume that RUSSIA has rid itself of this evil influence...but the UK has not...and so my 'effort' at getting rid of two of them...wasn't something that created any lasting damage...
Other notes:
I was reading through some postings upon the DAILY TELEGRAPH site...upon the subject of DAMIAN GREEN...and came to VICTOR M...who called himself 'meep meep' for some reason...he called for the Queen to do something about it all...i.e. to disband parliament - GORDON BROWN'S government.
Firstly the term 'meep meep' is something that the owner of BLACK AND WHITE CAT...i.e. MR TOM...said about him - the wife of the ADMIRAL in ESPLANADE HOUSE (although they have now moved)...or rather she said 'he makes a peculiar sound...he meeps at me'...and it is true...he made that sound when I first 'met' him...but he makes 'cat' sounds nowadays...
Secondly, VICTOR was the name given to DALDRY...by DAVID HARE...who wrote a play about him and his 'theatrical influence' i.e. 'playing G-d' with the lives of those around him...
So I began to wonder why this VICTOR 'MEEP MEEP' was asking the QUEEN to act like a despot and to disband parliament?
Surely that would only 'fan the flames'?
Anarchy and mayhem would result...and ROME WOULD BURN...whilst NERO PLAYS HIS FIDDLE...something that DALDRY confessed that he had a sincere desire to do...
Is he right or is he wrong?
I for one...wouldn't mind if every ROYAL BUILDING in LONDON went up in flames tomorrow...these people are too sick for words...but surely there is a more reasonable and sane way of doing it?
Or maybe there isn't. DALDRY knew the ROYALS and their ILL SYSTEM far better than I ever did.
Other notes:
Most linguists admit that around 70% of communication is 'paralinguistic' i.e. the other ways that you can communicate if you do not understand a given language...
I remember that from TEFL teaching...
I am sure that the BRITISH MILITARY knows that only too well...if they are given 'leave' within the country within which they have been deployed...and end up in a local restaurant/pub...
It is a shame that everybody hasn't had that sort of cultural/social enlightenment...
I remember MARK and SONIA recounting an evening they had spent in a POLISH restaurant/pub during one of their weekends...they had also met up with some RUSSIANS...and MARK had told me...'after a few drinks - I understood everything that anybody was saying to me - no language barrier'...apparently the jokes were really funny...in Russian or in Polish...despite the fact that both of them had 'beginner's Polish'...and their companions hardly spoke a word of English...
This is funny but true...
I wonder now...if the above could have been because of microchipping...and telepathy...heightened PSI skills...or perhaps, both of them had been trained (in some alter) to understand POLISH/RUSSIAN and yet couldn't, as a 'norm' in their front alters...
However because I had been out with them before, so many times...and the same hilarious experience had happened so many times...it was all about ENFORCED CHARADES...when people have no words to communicate, after a few drinks, they gesticulate wildly...then they even get up and act it - what they are trying to say...that is, if no communication has got through...and this is what used to happen between two/three groups of people who wanted to understand each other...leading to great hilarity from all 'camps' and a great evening was had by all...simply because everybody enjoys 'charades'...and you all learnt a few more 'foreign words' in the process e.g. 'so that is 'QQQ' is it? After understanding what somebody was talking about...it was all like some brilliant 'pub quiz' guessing game....where spontaneously people would shout, in their own languages 'I've got it'...and the other 'groups' would fall about laughing...the sole point of the entire evening being 'understanding' and 'getting on' with each other.
Here is a 'good' idea for BIG BROTHER - CHANNEL 4 are you listening - because I am quite sure that you will PINCH it:
Lay off your 'medicore' people in a 'prison' together...who harm each other...because they all 'cat-fight' until the end...it is a cruel and vicious sport - gladiatoral games in a psychological arena...here is a far better idea and HILARIOUS:
Get different groups of people who speak NO other languages of the other groups of people...into one house...
Make sure that everyone knows the 'experiment' beforehand...there is no GOAL to it all...nobody passes 'go and collects money'...they just have to 'get on' and to live and work as a COMMUNAL OUTFIT...i.e. they have to pick their own vegetables, cook their own meals, do their own laundry...whilst in this 'commune' of a house...
I would be RIVETTED to the screen if CH 4 put this one on...it would be riotously funny - given the fact that everybody would have to use paralinguistics (apart from UNIVERAL WORDS like 'do you like COKE/COCA COLA? You want a can?)...and it would give the 'chattering classes' something REAL to talk about in terms of 'cultural differences' for once...because so many facets of cultural behaviour would come under the spotlight...and THAT is what I am interested in learning about...I would LEARN a huge amount from that type of program...how the JAPANESE would react...how the FINNISH would react...to the reactions of the SCOTTISH/WELSH/ENGLISH...and so much further...how the CHINESE would react...because it would be the reactions that would be the most telling...despite how 'proactive' a person might be...
Other notes:
I wonder why MACDONALD...I saw him put his hands over his face...knowing that I had bought the two bottles of wine that represented the PRINCES...and he was in anguish...
I remember TOMLINSON telling me that if I misbehaved, that he would screw a corkscrew into my head (just like CAPTAIN HADDOCK wants to do to TIN TIN in 'BLACK GOLD')...
I then figured...what if having your 'cork' taken out is a GOOD THING?
Why else would they threaten you so much with that 'double-bluff'?
The ILL always try to 'bottle' everything up...your tears, your soul...your everything.
So let it OUT...
LADY DIANA chose me as a LOEHR KEY RAB IT...'slave' for her sons...for the right reasons...I would 'get' what it was all about...eventually. And I did.
So TOMLINSON...you think that you have my 'wine bottle' in a rack somewhere? I challenge you to OPEN it now...for there is no longer any essence of me in it...the programming has been revealed...the illusion and the 'trick' has been nullified...
Other notes:
SUSAN BASSNETT had decried my attempts to leave the UK and to set up another life as 'useless'...i.e. that I would always be a SLAVE TO THE MONARCHY and that was that...
I suppose it didn't matter where I went...the sick fucks would follow me...just to prove their point...that I would have NO life after defying their MONARCHY/CROWN system of mind control slaves...I would be hounded into the ground, wherever I went...
HENCE my reason to stay here and simply sit it out...despite threats from the CROWN in terms of COURT SUMMONS etc...I will just sit it out until the ROYALS capitulate...and there are NO DEALS on the table - you give me back ALL of the HARRY POTTER money - every single penny.
Other notes:
QUEENSLAND is currently putting into place...legislation...whereupon anything buried upon that land is NOT the owner's in terms of your 'rights' to that land...so BANG GO all of the treasures that you shipped over there...and buried.
Yes, CHARLES...money and possessions get you NOWHERE...even if you have an infinitesimal amount of them...
You have to ask yourself why?
I guess that the very simple answer is: most people are cleverer than you are. For the good or for the 'bad'...I would look into your allegiance with the VEYS if I were you...
Other notes:
THURSDAY MORNING...
MARKET HARBOURER...is that how you spell this SUFFOLK/NORFOLK town? It is certainly the way that everybody pronounces it...
MARKET and HARBOUR 'ER'...
I had a dream/flashback last night....
My parents had bought a house for my sister HELEN in MARKET HARBOURER.
Upon waking up...I remembered...this had in fact happened. No dream. So why had I forgotten about it, for all of those years. They had bought it for HELEN just after she had left UNIVERSITY.
My parents are such LIARS. HELEN had never had a job in her life - and they had bought her a house. No 'stipulations' upon money, for HELEN.
Yet at the time (I was at DARTINGTON)...I wasn't envious...something was very wrong indeed...I remember coming home one weekend and taking a telephone call from her...I could 'see' her in this house...it was virtually bare...just a modern interior...with carpetting...freshly decorated...the doors had modern 'gold' keyholes in them...she was sitting on the floor...using the telephone. She was worried - she didn't know anybody in the area at all - UNCLE BOBBY and the GRANDPARENTS lived in Suffolk but not that near...SUDBURY and COMBS...
Let me think now...is MARKET HARBOURER in SUFFOLK or in NORFOLK?
Anyway, HELEN was all on her own - no contacts/friends around - she had been unable to find a job and she was worried that when the bills started to come in - that she would be unable to pay them...I told her to ask our parents to help her with that...the whole telephone call was most perplexing...something was very wrong...obviously, the fact that my parents lived in Birmingham...and HELEN'S whole life had been based around Birmingham...apart from her degree up at LEEDS UNVERSITY...so why had they bought her a house in MARKET HARBOURER?
Eventually, it was all resolved...my mother told me that they would rent the house out...HELEN would get the money from it...so that would be about £1000 per month or more...I can now understand why HELEN always had expensive new clothes and decent holidays...I never quite knew where her 'money' came from but figured that our parents helped her out...which they hotly denied...and now I can remember the HOUSE in MARKET HARBOURER...I wonder if she still owns it or if she sold it some time ago? It had cost my parents £120,000 - as HELEN was to tell me and they had bought it, straight out. No problems with money. It was NEVER ever mentioned again after that year...nothing was said about it, at all. How come I managed to 'forget' about this and for so many years - HELEN was about 22 years old at the time and so I would have been 26....so around 1989...
However, something was terribly wrong...HELEN had sounded so young and vulnerable upon the telephone...and looking back upon this now...it is quite possible that she was being used as a 'sex slave' at that point...by those like UNCLE BOBBY (who had always fancied her - made a mad dash down to Birmingham - in order to 'use' her - after she had been programmed during her gap-year before UNIVERSITY)...
In my dream...I could see where the house was...on the outskirts...one of those B roads going out into the countryside...HELEN's house was roughly in the middle of a line of houses to the left...which petered out just before you got to a bend in the road...and on the other side of the road...was this large WHITE HOUSE with pillars...and I 'knew' that a top CAT/LIZARD EYE programmer lived there...his name was FULLERTON...his daughter was that 'actress famous for doing very little'...FIONA FULLERTON...the pair of them were top programmers...
I must have visited there at some point...but do not recall when...
Anyway, HELEN then got her first job teaching EFL at a Finnish University and so left the country...
although before that...my parents had sent her on a costly ITALIAN course for 3 months...was it in MILAN...they wanted her to learn ITALIAN for some reason...my mother described this as 'finishing school' for her education as a 'young lady' i.e. some time to visit the local art galleries and museums...
HELEN came back saying that the flat which she had been allocated by the language school...was rented to her by a psychiatrist or psycho-analyst, I cannot remember which...who had terrified her one evening by trying to break into the flat but she had put the chain on the door...and wouldn't let him in.
Additionally and I have no idea why...but I link this house to the MARY house of RIMINGTON'S...even though it didn't look like it inside at all...I was viewing a modern interior...as HELEN chatted nervously down the telephone...I have no idea why but I link it to the cottage where RIMINGTON had her 'rusty RED CARRIAGE' out in the back...in that walled garden.
Other notes:
Going back to that dream of the KREMLIN...MR PUTIN seemed particularly pleased to see my brother ED who had been loyal to him and who had served him well...
Other notes:
That SAINT JOSEPH'S bottle of wine in the COOLER at the Co-op at the top of the HIGH STREET in DOVERCOURT...I am getting the picture now...
This bottle represents PRINCE CHARLES...reduced from £6.66 to £5.55...now that relates to the YELLOW plate set that I had bought during my first year in this FLAT 3...I had bought 3 sets 6...in different sizes...but consciously broke 1 of each set to leave me 3 sets of 5...so not 666 but 555...
I appear to have reduced CHARLES in 'value'...
MARK was guiding me yesterday...he had told me to buy 3 BOTTLES but hadn't told me which...I then saw the two CHENET bottles and decided to buy them...I then opened both, once I had got home...because I 'knew' that they represented the PRINCES...
I also 'knew' that this was a way of setting them free...it doesn't necessarily mean 'death' but freedom from the CIRCLE of mind control...
See THE OXFORD MURDERS where the mathematician and the 'trepanning' i.e. making a hole in your skull to set your mind free...this is what it is all about symbolically...when you are beyond the circle...when you have gone beyond the rim of the circle...you are OUT of mind control...you are on the FBI level...
Therefore it is important that I should go and buy the PRINCE CHARLES bottle today...remove him from the 'circuit'...
Other notes:
Getting back to DALDRY posing as MEEP MEEP VICTOR M...who is calling for the QUEEN to disband parliament...
I then remembered how...in VIEILLEY when the ILL broke in and stayed for a while...I had told them about this old parliamentary law...and about how it had never been repealed because nobody thought that any MONARCH would dare to use it again...not after the last time...was that JAMES I...at any rate, it didn't work because PARLIAMENT simply moved out of the HOUSES OF PARLIAMENT and across the street...reunited again...and continued to rule the country...and 'dealt' with the MONARCH...who had dared to 'disband' them i.e. force them out of the HOUSES OF PARLIAMENT.
The most peculiar thing is that none of the ILL knew about this particular LAW which is quite well-known about...and they were all interested...perhaps they were all in 'child alters' then...
Anyway, I can now see what DALDRY'S mob are thinking about...they are calling for the QUEEN to disband parliament...
GORDON BROWN'S government was always meant to FAIL...that was the whole point of his terrible regime...he has made one mistake after another...the whole country is up in arms...everybody is complaining about this government...it is all CALCULATED.
The ILL wanted his government to FAIL...to provoke enough civil unrest about it to induce MAYHEM...RIOTING and a basic VOTE OF NO CONFIDENCE in government per se...and then the basic plan was...that the MONARCH should intervene...QUEEN ELIZABETH's role in all of this...would be to act upon the 'people's side'...and DISBAND parliament...she would then ABDICATE...leaving CHARLES to RULE the country...and the ILL would 'rule' it through him...as their puppet head...
These were the stages of the COUP...ending up with that scene upon BUCKINGHAM PALACE balcony...upon BOXING DAY.
I have been wondering for some time now...why the ILL (those like RIMINGTON/TOMLINSON etc) would bother with all of this...I mean, they already 'ran' most politicians...they ran BROWN, MILIBAND, CAMERON...and so forth...RIMINGTON also 'ran' the ROYAL FAMILY, with MARK as her lackey...and so why would they bother with this whole pantomime?
I suppose the only thing that I can 'understand' about such crazy behaviour is MEGLOMANIA...they now want to be recognised...in PUBLIC...they are fed up with mind control...they want all ILL SLAVES...the entirety of the BRITISH PUBLIC, to bow down before them and to know what is going on...on BOTH sides of the mirror...
The ILL want to be the UNELECTED LEADERS of this country and they want everybody to know it...in NO uncertain terms...and not 'under mind control'...they want to be VISIBLE to everybody as the UNELECTED TYRANNY...and we must all kneel before them or die.
That is why I have to 'get rid of' CHARLES and fast...because without their FIGUREHEAD...the ILL will be powerless to effect any of the above...they cannot go onto BUCKINGHAM PALACE balcony and go through the whole charade without the MONARCHY to back them up...in their bid for power.
That is why 'symbolically' I have to remove the CHARLES bottle of wine from that small Co-op store, today...I am laughing as I type this...yes, I know just how crazy I sound...but RIMINGTON had put those bottles in there...in front of the tills...to programme all of the mind control slaves in this town...and that is why I provoked a storm on the networks yesterday, by removing the PRINCES...and now I must remove CHARLES...in order to stymie this whole ILL plan. They cannot attempt this COUP, without CHARLES and the PRINCES as 'figureheads'.
I now know why MARK had said 'buy 3 bottles'...but there wasn't a 3rd in the rack...and so the third must be the SAINT JOSEPH one...also 'on sale' and on its own...in the cooler.
SAINT JOSEPH...is this linked to JOSEPH and MARY? I would bet my bottom dollar (or pound note) that LADY DIANA had a couple of 'immaculate conceptions' there...
Other notes:
After having written all of the above...in note form, whilst I was in bed...I woke up early and couldn't sleep...I then had a 'flash' of something most peculiar...
Yesterday the 'sign' had gone up to say that RIMINGTON was back in town...in HARWICH somewhere...and so I began to wonder...why would she come back...had she been agitated by the LOSS of the PRINCES?
I then 'saw' what had happened in the CO-OP after I had left...RIMINGTON entered...immediately espied that the PRINCES were gone...and went into a state of utter panic...she then left the shop...the two women assistants began to chat about her odd reaction to my having bought those two bottles...RIMINGTON had quizzed them upon who had bought them...but naturally they didn't know my name...and could only give a vague description...'black hat'...
Anyway, the two women continued to talk about her odd reaction...and then one of them said to the other one...'wasn't she the woman on that POSTER? The one on the TOWN HALL'...the other one 'got it'...and said STELLA RIMINGTON...they were both thinking in horror of the term 'paedophilia'...and so one of them telephoned a 'contact'...and the 'contact' CCd his contacts...and RIMINGTON was tracked all the way down the HIGH STREET...until one of them got her from behind, with a STUN GUN...I have no idea where she is now.
Other notes:
My mother sent me an email to say that she and my father would be attending a TERENCE DAVIES 'talk' at the ELECTRIC PALACE THEATRE in HARWICH upon the 14th DECEMBER.
I get the feeling that they will try to gain entry into this flat upon this date...and I fear for my safety - the ILL are most likely to attempt a kidnapping upon this date. I will therefore not let them in.
Other notes:
Anyway, what am I to do about the other RED/WHITE bottles? Perhaps I should try to put as many into the COOLER as possible...
The top 20 ILL programmers and their UNELECTED LEADERS will try to set themselves up as a TYRANNY.
They will then openly begin to practice their ILL RITES in Public...the paedophila, the S/M sacrifices, the cannibalism...child slavery/prostitution and the selling of men, women and children in the marketplace...in short, it will be far, far worse than SAUDI ARABIA...it will be more like TEMPLAR CASTLE 2001...these people are INSANE...the whole country will go up in smoke...Lord of the Flies time...ruled by insane people in 'insane child alters'...
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Writing those notes out in bed...and turning over the A4 page to write on the back...I remembered telling TOMLINSON that it was difficult to read my writing (my chapters for the HARRY POTTER books in my YELLOW folder)...because in the end, he had ordered me to write on both sides, in blue biro...of the A4 sheets of my notepad...and because the paper was so thin...the writing showed through to the other side...it made both sides, very difficult to read ( I used to press quite hard because the biros were cheap - the usual type of plastic pens in yellow/orange with a blue top on them)...he told me that it 'didn't matter'...I suppose that he couldn't be arsed to carry such a big collection of papers back to LONDON...and so didn't care about the editors who would have to try and decipher it all, afterwards...
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'I TOOK THE MOON FOR A WALK'...REV MOON hated this book...the MOON which loses a red slipper..."they have raped my country"...
However, I can now remember who was the real graphic designer of these beautiful ILLustrations...and it isn't ALISON JAY...
I remember KATE HOLLIDAY talking to me about a children's book of the above title...she had won the 'graphic design' competition at Art College...she had used an 'air gun' for the designs...and had found it relatively easy...'it's not hard' she laughed chirpily...she was specialising in sculpture at the time but was exceptionally talented in all fields...she had won £100...that is all the ILL had paid her and had then put the work in the name of another 'artist'...I asked KATE if that bothered her...'not at all' she laughed 'that is the system until you are well-known'...
In the late 1980s...I stayed with KATE at her 'communal collective' house in STAMFORD HILL...North London...she had just completed a series of 'life-size' subbuteo football players for an art exhibition at BATTERSEA POWER STATION...again, her name was not on the work...another artist had commissioned her to make these pieces...and she got paid around £8/9 hour...whilst he took the massive grant allocated to the 'artist'...
I remember KATE'S parents had a large, beautiful house called THE ANCHORAGE in IPPLEPEN, DEVON...near to DARTINGTON...RIMINGTON took me down the 'dirt track' road...to a programmer's house, near to the end of this particular road...the couple weren't in at the time...RIMINGTON told me that they would be keeping an 'eye' on me...whilst I stayed with KATE'S sister SARAH...at their house...I was under ILL surveillance, wherever I went...
SARAH'S friendship...whilst I was at DARTINGTON and beyond...was to prove an absolute life-saver for me...her family were an 'oasis' in an ILL desert...but one can see that all 3 SISTERS had suffered horribly from ILL abuse...I would guess that this was a 'rebel' family...
KATE was to nearly die at the hands of ANDREW MARR...after she finished with him - she had found out that he was married...she had met him when he came round to try and find me but I had already been given my marching orders by RIMINGTON, to return to DARTINGTON...KATE was then to have a near-fatal asthmatic attack...something that she had never suffered from before, in her entire life...SARAH told me that asthma can come on unexpectedly and at any point in one's life...but even so...I suspect ILL programming...
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I was in the ST BARNADOS shop a week or so ago...I forgot to mention that somebody had left an old FAN out...it had RHODES across it...just by the FIRE ALARM...now what would that mean?
I remembered being in tears, upon that island...as the whole course chucked that horrible paint at me...they were all clothed...I was naked...they were screaming, jeering and laughing (even KATHLEEN who told me afterwards that it was all 'just a joke')...it was horrible...afterwards I walked away...around the corner...of some 'castle ruin'...the Sun was so strong...the rock was white and crumbly...and RIMINGTON came after me...she obviously thought that I might do something 'stupid' like jump off...there was a steep descent over the rocks into the sea below...she simply said:
"You can't win against us' but she looked nervous...I wasn't thinking about jumping at all...my fury was at fever pitch but contained...I was going to get her back for everything...I was just biding my time...
I remember ROWLING had mainly bright RED and YELLOW paint thrown at her...and everybody had to tell her how 'WONDERFUL' she was...she was laughing and smiling...
Almost precisely the same COLOURS...my dull, horrid colours allocated to me by the ILL...can be seen on DAVID ICKE'S site...look at 'headlines'...and you will see a poster upon this page...a 70s poster...with ICKE in silhouette...with the rays of these dull colours...purple, brown, green...coming out from his hand...and the strapline is something like 'get off of your knees, human race'...one can see from this...that I wasn't the ONLY person put into the GONG room...so 'not alone' then...
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I remember the 'halter neck' dress that the wife of the BRITISH CONSUL was wearing...at the ENGLISH SCHOOL in JERUSALEM...I thought at the time...that it was a bit risque...a sort of 'party dress'...and not what most people would wear, to sit in their office...or to teach in, for that matter...dress codes for women upon the street...were really conservative for JEWS, MUSLIMS and CHRISTIANS...
I now know what that dress was...it was precisely the same dress that RIMINGTON had put me into 'created especially for you'...to be sold at that 'all-male' party...after she had reprogrammed me...
I bought a copy of it, last summer...at DOROTHY PERKINS...
Anyway, one can see that it wasn't 'created especially for me'...it is the mark of a 'bought slave'...
I can now see that the woman was supposed to be nasty to me...but she wasn't...she was kind, polite...one could see a sort of 'sympathy' going on there...but her job was to point me in the direction of the PALESTINIAN UNIVERSITY to the East of Jerusalem...I was supposed take a job there...go and see that cafeteria...on one campus or another...which had the FRIED EGG upon the wall...all part of the ILL game of letting me 'wake up' to the extreme abuse of people...everywhere...and then the idea being, to get me back under control...reprogramme me...and then murder and eat me as the 13th ONE.
The CONSUL'S wife is on the network...she is agreeing with me...she had hoped that the dress would be a subtle clue...she is telling me that the ASHKENAZIM in Jerusalem had forced her into this position...she had wanted to give me a job but her hands were tied...the best she could do...was not be 'mean' in her rejection of my application...that is why she spent most of that day, chatting with me...taking me round the school...and even though there was something about her facial features that reminded me of RIMINGTON...she was friendly throughout...
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It is funny but in retrospect...the ILL ASHKENAZIM seem to be in the business of bringing that prophecy of the SHOAH down upon their heads...it has almost become a self-fulfilling prophecy...
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Something has just come back...I was standing in a line...and an Italian member of the ILL...was walking down the line...to inspect us...and he said to me 'what is your name beautiful girl?' I was so surprised because we had been 'taught' to only see those like JACKIE ASHLEY or ROWLING as being worthy of any positive 'descriptions'...so I told him my name and he said 'that is a slave name...I will rename you...CLAUDIA...' and I told him that was a beautiful name and thanked him.
Conclusions?
One might even go so far as to say that the ILL ASHKENAZIM were pushing their untalented offspring ahead in the cult...at the expense of all others...and that they had stepped on the toes of the ITALIANS...and that this had effectively signed their own 'death warrant'...I wonder...you do not last long...whoever you are...when you step on the toes of the MOB. The ITALIANS have been playing the game called EMPIRE for many more centuries than any other culture...
I remember FRANCO telling me that he thought that the most beautiful actress in the world was MIRANDA RICHARDSON...because she had the soulful look of a MADONNA upon her face...her natural expression is quite sad...he also said that I had a similar expression to my face...I would guess that this is the ITALIAN conception of beauty in a woman...to look like a version of the MADONNA...
ROWLING's face may look pained but she also looks rather silly...one wouldn't take an icon of the MADONNA with her face upon it...with any 'seriousness'...not with those oddly shaped lips...
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SILLIES...
This was an ILL joke...according to DALDRY...it meant:
SIL LYS
This was a common childhood torture whilst you were a baby that had just learned to crawl...you were left on a window sil ledge for hours...terrorised...knowing that you might die if you fell off.
I remember PAVEL KUCERA - one of the PRAGUE DTO students...had told me about his worst nightmare...and it was precisely of the above...his mother used to lock him in her flat whilst she went to work...and one day, she had left the window open and he crawled out...he couldn't get back in again...a neighbour eventually spotted him...and eventually his mother came home (the neighbour couldn't get into her flat to help him)...but he had been up there hours, by the time that 'help' came...
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I suppose that the PLATE SMASHING that MARK had mentioned to me...relates to the YELLOW set of china plates that I bought (with the rust red rims)...I have been eating off them...that must have really annoyed ROYALTY...anyway, I will now have to smash the lot of them in order to destroy the MONARCHY, upon a symbolic level...
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I have now broken ALL of the YELLOW plates...I didn't like doing it but it was necessary. I should have done it a long time ago. The MONARCHY is now symbolically destroyed.
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I opened my bedroom window wide to let some fresh air in...did the vacuuming to then hear PETRONELLA bitching again to the POSTMAN...can you believe it?
She has a ONE TRACK MIND and she is obsessed with getting me out of this flat...why...there is NO POINT anymore...the ILL have LOST...she has nothing to gain by doing so.
I called out of the window to the POSTMAN below me - after PETRONELLA had boasted that she had had me ARRESTED...that in point of fact, I had been released without charge and that she was a lunatic...he just waved me off...as he rode down the street upon his bicycle...
PETRONELLA was hissing with venom...spitting with rage...that must be eating away at any 'soul' she still has left...I had some idea of how 'poisonous' she was...but obviously not enough...the POSTMAN was making jokes after she had hissed that she had had me arrested and it wouldn't be long now before she would get me out of this flat...'and you thought 'welcome to HARWICH' he laughed...
Now why would he be so friendly with her? What is his game?
MR PUTIN - CIA/FBI - will you just please 'deal with' this sick, little bitch...I have had enough. I will not tolerate her presence in this house, a moment longer. GET RID OF HER NOW.
I have had to put up with intolerable people, for far too long and I am putting my foot down NOW.
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I am adding these notes in the LIBRARY…I set out to cycle upon the promenade into DOVERCOURT…whereupon I saw the postman again – walking up CHURCH STREET…he was the one who churlishly shouted at me from MY STEPS…
“No more fights in the MASONIC GARDEN!”
I have completely lost my temper with his attitude…he was studiously ignoring me, across the street this morning…and so I said in a very loud voice:
“NICE DAY FOR IT, ISN’T IT? I WOULD WATCH MY BACK IF I WERE YOU…”
A ‘little bird’ had told me that he won’t have a job for long…
I hope that far worse happens to PETRONELLA…I will NOT tolerate these sick people around me anymore.
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After putting up these notes...I shall buy that ST JOSEPH wine and smash the bottle…and throw it onto the rocks...into the sea…I do not care how un-environmentally sound this might be…it feels ‘right’ to me…naturally, I will not uncork the bottle…I will simply SMASH it.
In retrospect, one can see that the viciousness of that little slut this morning…is all to do with the fact that the ILL have lost and they know it. She must have known that…early on, this morning. That is what provoked her insane ‘hissing’ upon the street.
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CYBELLE…this was my ‘coding’…a man in the LIBRARY has just told me that his surname is SIBELLUS…and he is researching his family tree…
C Y BELLE
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Another ILL message left in my email box:
Hamid Essa FROM THE DESK OF MR HAMID ESSA
NOTES CONT'D:
I wonder what DRUGS PETRONELLA is on?
The people at the COMMUNE privately spoke of her having AIDS - they figured it was some sort of a blood disorder but didn't know what. She kept herself to herself in her darkened flat - rarely going out - even in the Summer but would emerge now and then, to do the gardening. She wouldn't allow anybody else in the entire commune to touch it. Not many people minded - they had better things to do.
I would guess that it is something 'drug-induced' - it would be interesting to read PETRONELLA'S medical records.
For example - she has shown herself to be a psychotic (by attacking me for no reason) - she is also an ILL programmer and is therefore BIPOLAR - she is also suffering from the delusion that she is a 'vampire'. She also smokes like a chimney in a clearly 'hyper' and 'agitated' state.
Maybe her delusions are drug-induced? Why else would she continue to act in this 'crazy' fashion?
http://www.transworldnews.com/NewsStory.aspx?id=69298&cat=10
Official warnings issued: The ADHD drug Strattera CAUSES psychosis, hallucinations, mania and agitation
The point here being that she is consistently 'on the other side of the mirror'. She is continuously in 'Unicyclist' mode - operating upon one side of the brain.
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
It doesn't pay to get me angry - the 'birds' tell me that they will 'deal' with PETRONELLA - I do not wish to see how you do it. Just get it done quickly.
Additionally, I have now SMASHED the head of one of the SAINTS - there are in fact 4 of them...remember SIMON TEMPLAR - THE SAINT? I will continue to SMASH A SAINT a day until I see my CHEQUE - and ALL of the money paid back which is owed to me as the real author of the HARRY POTTER books (minus the last one).
Which 'SAINT' bottle belongs to PRINCE CHARLES then?
Of course, the APOSTLES and THE SAINTS...it all makes sense now.
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I took that SAINT JOSEPH bottle to the peninsula...walked down it a small way and then with both hands - smashed that bottle against the stone...it broke in a 'masterful' way...completely smashed apart from the glass under the LABEL...and so I left that there...so that EVERYONE can see that a SAINT has been smashed...shamed and smashed...as they walk around the peninsula...
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How far do you want to go PETRONELLA? Remember, I am an EAGLE and not a dirty little BAT.
I can look inside your head.
What shall I look at first?
Let me see...the fact that you FORGE prescriptions in order to get drugs.
What drugs are you addicted to PETRONELLA?
I see...MORPHINE...now isn't that highly illegal if not downright CRIMINAL to forge prescriptions off your GP's pad to get MORPHINE for yourself?
Which CHEMISTS do you go to, PETRONELLA?
I bet they will all be watching the CCTV of you, next time...I wouldn't go for any renewals of your 'chemistry set' in the near future...better to go COLD TURKEY.
PETRONELLA wants to be a QUEEN OF THE UNDERWORLD...TOMLINSON had promised her that...but now he has reneged upon his promises...and she is up the creek without a paddle...he jumped ship...midstream and left her stranded...by joining up with the CIA...
PETRONELLA was promised that she could create her own army of MIND CONTROL SLAVES out of the children in HARWICH...torturing them into NDEs in her basement...she would become a QUEEN OF THE UNDERWORLD in this way...and she readily accepted.
How much more would you like me to reveal of your dirty PAST, PETRONELLA?
The fact that you slept with EVERYBODY at school...and all the boys treated you as the biggest WHORE out...you had 'problems' from the very beginning...didn't you, PETRONELLA...and not just with your mother. You didn't have any friends did you PETRONELLA...nobody to turn to...and then TOMLINSON came along and promised you the Earth...or rather the UNDERWORLD...and you accepted, readily.
Ready for your next 'fix' PETRONELLA or isn't it time, yet?
I should feel sorry for her but I don't - not after this morning. Every single evil thing that you do to try and harm me, will be taken into account, PETRONELLA - just remember that - every single thing.
How interesting - even TOMLINSON has contacted her now telepathically to yell 'GET OUT OF THAT FLAT NOW PETRONELLA'...but will she take the boss' advice?
I didn't 'make friends' with GEORGE MILLAR...MOSHE DAYAN etc for nothing...or because I was a mad, little 'bat' feeling sorry for myself...and I am finding it difficult to control my temper now at the slings, insults from sluts...I have no more tolerance for any of it.
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I am ahead of myself...I just cycled back into DOVERCOURT to get a few more things...and wanted to pop into the LIBRARY to put up the above notes, onto the INTERNET...when I realised that it was WEDNESDAY because the LIBRARY is closed - half-day closing...I had formerly posted my notes as THURSDAY morning (this morning)...the days are passing very quickly but not THAT quickly...mea culpa...
I then went back to the CO-OP...because of a very weird experience that I had remembered...
It was in 1990...I had moved out of an 'all women' rented house...because even though I had enjoyed living with them...I needed my own space, in the end...and found myself a large and airy bedsit just out of EXETER town...one of the roads leading out with grand old Georgian houses...it had a lovely view over the garden out back...one of those large rooms with high ceilings...with the stove and sink in a corner...
Anyway, after moving out of the shared house...I just felt worse...I had been worked like a slave into the ground at the EXETER newspaper as a 'PRINTING assistant'...the manager of this printing section had previously resigned because the Trades Union had been kicked out...and 4 of his old-time employees had been sacked...to make way for 1 new person...myself...this guy pitied me because I would now have to do the work of 4 people...and so the new manager used to bark at me...as if I were a dog...and I worked so fast...cutting and pasting, doing the property pages on the computers...proof-reading whole pages...but eventually I started to call in sick...it was pure slave-driving and I couldn't stand it anymore...I then got 'sacked' in front of the whole printing floor...I turned up for work and the guy just sacked me in front of everybody...it was designed to humiliate me...but the funny thing is that the next day...that daily newspaper didn't come out until late afternoon, early evening...THAT is how good I had been at doing all of those jobs...and they obviously hadn't got anybody else in who could do it all, in the time that I could...I was only paid £5 an hour, before tax...for that job...it was all deeply depressing...
I hope that the head of that manager 'rolled' because of that LATE edition...I heard as much...not on the newstands for the early morning commuters...he would have been unlikely to keep his job...
Naturally, I didn't bother to send a CV in to the EDITOR to apply to be a journalist on those rags...not after my experience with ANDREW MARR...
'It takes a certain talent to be that bad at writing'...he had quipped about his wife...in defence of JACKIE ASHLEY'S columns...after I had criticised her 'work' upon the INTERNET (about a year or so ago)...her articles have improved significantly...she must have a 'ghost-writer' in now...or at least somebody who 'checks' and re-writes her essays before she hands them in...
MARR had asked me (presumably upon the instructions of RIMINGTON) to write an article for THE SCOTSMAN...simply so that he could then deride it...and I 'knew' beforehand, the game to be played i.e. humiliation of myself...and so I quickly penned out one of his favourite journalist's articles...an article that had appeared in THE SCOTSMAN a few weeks earlier...MARR had said that this woman was the very best journalist of the lot...
MARR read my 'article' and then commented with disdain that it was SO bad that no national or local newspaper would ever look at it...I then told him where I had got it from...it wasn't mine...it was from his OWN newspaper and had been written by his FAVOURITE journalist, whom he considered to be the best of the lot...he had no answer to that one...he just turned his back on me...
He had been sitting at his desk in the nude, for a significant amount of time...staring at any empty pad, chewing his pen...taking line after line of coke...one has to ask...does ANDREW MARR write his own articles? I never actually saw him write a line...he would just sit there...day after day...as if he were some 'maestro' of literature...about to write WAR AND PEACE but never actually writing more than a couple of words on the piece of paper before dramatically tearing it from the pad, screwing it up and throwing it into the wastebin beside him. I mean all he had to do was to write a small POLITICAL LEADER for the SCOTSMAN as their POLITICAL EDITOR. Not that hard for anybody, I would have thought...a 'gravy train' job...normally earned by slogging it out for years, by writing good political articles...for the paper in question...
As I have previously outlined...MARR had no commonsense at all and when his editor-in-chief had specifically asked him for an article upon ECONOMICS...he had gone out and found a tome the size of one of those old-fashioned medical compendiums...that are almost too heavy to lift...and was pretending to read through it...I therefore gave him some simple advice...pick up the phone, arrange some interviews with PROFESSORS from the LSE...think up one easy question that your readers might want answered...and ask them all...compile their answers...and then give a sort of 'I'm with everyone' conclusion...so as not to offend your contributors and put them off giving you another interview later on...and its in the bag. Put down the book.
MARR then fixed up the interviews...decided to drag me along...tried to rape me in the taxi...the taxi-driver went berserk at him...we arrived at the LSE...the little 'RUMPLESTILTSKIN' Ashkenazim Professor went berserk at me...but then I had given him a 'red rag'...I had told him that I was sympathetic to Keynesian theory i.e. THATCHERISM...and I disappeared out of the glass double-doors as quickly as I could manage (in fact I banged straight into them, rather violently - I thought that they were automatic, that is much I wanted to get out of there, fast)...leaving MARR to deal with him...and then met JOHN WATERS in the park beyond the ringway...and we talked about 'life' and what to do next...and about ROBINS...and the rest is history. MARR was to say later that he had never seen anybody walk across a floor that quickly - without running. I suppose that I never had much time for HISTORY MEN. I was always highly suspicious of them.
I wonder now - if the BASTARDS who decided to film my life...had decided that I was a 'natural comedian' in terms of a sort of female MR BEAN - and that is what had interested them?
I was also the ALICE 'computer' as far as they were concerned and to be surveyed and controlled, every second of my life...and now I am beginning to get why...
How many people can not only 'see' the future, whilst in a near death state...but also 'change' it? Go into the minds of people in the future...and instruct them upon what to do, in a given situation and circumstance...that is way beyond what most 'telepaths' could do...
I was a medical 'phenomenon', that none of the ILL had seen before...or maybe they were only lucky to 'capture' one or two in every generation...I do not know.
I do know that there was some 'mysticism' attached to this...that when they 'discovered' somebody like me...it was of the highest esoteric importance...we had to be controlled like 'animals' and never allowed to know our true abilities...our true talents...
I remember the POLISH ASHKENAZIM in GDYNIA saying that there was only 'one' in every generation...although the FBI are contradicting that statement (on the network)...'few, rare but not as uncommon as that'...
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I have digressed hugely...I meant to say..."I then went back to the CO-OP...because of a very weird experience that I had remembered...which occurred in a new bedsit in EXETER in 1990..."
The owner of the house was a very 'good woman'...upper-middle class...Jewish...dark-haired...reminded me of PAT ANDREW...and also the woman who taught me the 'job' at COUNTYWEB before she left...also LISA in PRAGUE...these women are always comforting to have around...they are 'proper' (upper -middle class accent and manner)...'do the right thing'...in the most difficult and demanding of situations...they never bad-mouth anybody...see everybody's point of view...and often lighten the atmosphere with humour but never in a silly or insurbordinate way...they are a 'type', as far as I am concerned. Everybody liked LISA in the staffroom - men and women - it is surprising that she didn't apply for the SENIOR TEACHER post...but I can now see why she didn't - PRINCE WILLIAM had designated her 'mind control controller' of the rest of us...
I therefore freaked her out considerably by getting annoyed by her refrain HICKORY DICKORY DOCK...to put me in my place for not helping her to get her work done when I was just about to go and teach a class...and I retorted THE CLOCK STRUCK NINE...which had the immediate effect of dampening her 'fire'...and she shuddered...'nine, no not nine!'. I grinned back and said 'I forget - what time was the clock supposed to strike?'
'3' she bleated.
'Reeeallly?' I smiled, as I gathered up my books and walked out of the staffroom and into my class...she never bothered me again, with mind control commands.
I had no actual idea of what I was doing...it was all on instinct. "I can play 'nonsense games' with all of you and I can do it BETTER", sort of thing. Having been an 'art student' beforehand...you have a much bigger leyway for acting 'odd'...and going outside of the 'normal range'.
I can see above, that I have digressed again...so let me put it plainly...
I was suddenly very 'alone' and 'lonely' at my new bedsit residence. I didn't want to be with the women I had been with before and they had all taken it as a personal insult...that I had decided to move out, to be on my own...therefore I was bereft of my closest personal friends...in EXETER.
I called up SARAH HOLLIDAY...and she came to my rescue...as friendly, worldly-wise as ever...in her large green, old-fashioned car...it was a very old car...a vintage one...SWEDISH make...it had a column gear stick and she let me drive it sometimes...anyway, SARAH arrived with several bottles of wine that she had opened and had a glass or two out of them...not more...SARAH didn't that drink much...she thought that it might cheer me up...a 'wine-tasting session'...and she wanted me to taste the ROSE...more than anything...I didn't want to...I didn't like the ROSE wines that I had encountered before but she persuaded me and it was quite delicious...
It was then that something happened...SARAH began to tell me...that she was helping me...and she was talking about it all...in the way that GRANDMA CLAYTON had done...so many years before...she wanted me to know about the WINES...and that 'I would know what to do - what was right - when the time came'...
I am really sorry, but I still have no idea what she was talking about...nor have I any idea of what MR SPAM was talking about, after he had helped me to pull out that vicious TURQUOISE hook, in the MASONIC GARDEN...under the DEADLY NIGHTSHADE BUSH (which I also pulled out) - the HOOK that was attached to the RAILWAY SLEEPER that had "SLEEPERS" painted in white paint, upon it...and afterwards he told me 'there are some good people around...few...but there are some good people around...what wine do you prefer? Red? White? Rose?'
He seemed to want me to make a choice but I wouldn't...I suppose that was his role in the ILL GAME and he had no choice but to ask the questions...but it also gave me a big clue...I wrote about it for a while...but I still do not have any real answers...all I know is that for most of my life as a slave...I only drank 'red'...then after having been deprogrammed by MARK...I only drank 'white'...I wouldn't touch red...
As far as ROSE was concerned...my mother introduced me to her favourite drink CREME DE CASSE with champagne...or white wine...a truly delicious drink. The added sweetness took the acidity away from the wine and didn't harm her stomach ulcer so much...even though she still, really didn't like champagne that much...
The assistant at the CO-OP...during my earliest visit there, this morning...had shown me the 'new' SALES rack of bottles, beside the OMEGA bottles...
Quite a few of the OMEGA bottles had been laid on their sides...on a diagonal, for some reason...in their particular tray...I figured that boded 'well' but wasn't quite sure why...so I moved a few more of them...put them on 'their backs' so to speak...a RED and a WHITE one...(PETRONELLA and that vile POST-MAN?)
The new sales rack that the assistant was pointing to, included a ROSE selection:
Anyway, I was wondering about ROSE (because of SARAH)...what should I do...and so I bought a bottle of it from the CO-OP, whilst I was there, for a second time...today.
I wondered...are these people going to think that I am an out-and-out alcoholic? What could I say about the other bottle that I had bought that very morning?
"Actually, I didn't drink it - I smashed it on the end of the peninsula...that is what I tend to do with bottles of wine that I buy from your store - all right?"
I have, however, opened the ROSE and tasted it...and it was quite delicious...I would recommend it to anybody (particularly reduced from 7.99 to 3.99):
PINOT GRIGIO
BLUSH
INDICAZIONE GEOGRAPHICA TIPICA
SICILIA
LO8249O2BFCJ16
8 000254 005051
Isn't that funny? Again we have the 51 coming up...
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I checked the PRICE of the SAINT JOSEPH again...it was reduced from £6.66 to £5.66...a small mistake in my calculations...but in fact, I KNEW that it was supposed to represent PRINCE CHARLES...RIMINGTON had told me...and so I knew anyway, regardless of the YELLOW PLATES...which are now in pieces...no more evil 'influence' from PRINCE CHARLES...
I now need another 'cheap plate set' to replace the GREEN ones that I am about to smash...to make sure that no other ILL SLAVES have to put up with that 'set' either...in FLAT 3.
What interests me is how MANY TEMPLARS you can KILL off in this little game...I took a FOURTH of them down, with that breaking of a TEMPLAR SAINT bottle...
I will smash another bottle tomorrow and so forth...
The SAINTS...I remember DALDRY saying at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...'WE ARE ALL SAINTS'...I wonder if the popgroup 'All Saints' was named after the TEMPLARS? I went to ALL SAINTS Blackheath Primary School...
I suppose that one can say that ANTHONY BLUNT was a SAINT/TEMPLAR/JESUS figure...to his APOSTLES/DISCIPLES...and that by smashing the SAINTS...one gets rid of the nexus of each particular cluster/cell...
Other notes:
THURSDAY morning...
The 'birds' were telling me this morning...PIRELLI...IT'S PIRELLI...was that the ILL ITALIAN FAMILY?
I wonder now the mountain called PIRE...in THE HORSE AND HIS BOY...
So was MARK right or wrong to call ISRAELIS - the LIS...could we really be linked to PIRELLI?
PIRE-LLIS SLAVES?
Other notes:
I have decided to analyse both PETRONELLA and that ILL POSTMAN - neither deserve any respect after what they have done - against me and my 'cause' here.
THE POSTMAN tried to BLOCK my way with his bike - shouted at me in a loutish way in the garden...and yesterday morning...showed his true colours, outside of EAGLE HOUSE - as supporting the ILL. I wondered why, when so many people in this town do not.
I now know what PETRONELLA and the POSTMAN share...and they share a 'common emotion'.
They are eaten up by JEALOUSY.
They are both sad little 'queens' in their way....and who is the main troublemaker of the piece?
As per usual, it is TOMLINSON...
MARK was right...and everybody around us knew it...particularly the ILL...even DALDRY told ORLANDO BLOOM (Tomlinson's illegitimate son) that TOMLINSON was in love with me....devoted to me...he treated me very badly but he was obsessed with me and for the entirety of my life...literally from babyhood.
The POSTMAN and PETRONELLA are obsessed and obsessive about TOMLINSON - he is their MASTER and they are adoring slaves...that is why they HATE me and with a passion - why should somebody like me, who doesn't even 'care' about the ILL CULT - who disobeys orders - be the BELOVED one of the MASTER?
The POSTMAN is a GAY MAN with a sexual obsession about TOMLINSON - he is eaten up by jealousy - that is why he cannot bear me.
PETRONELLA is the same but her emotions are slightly more complicated.
PETRONELLA is rather like my erstwhile friend JAY from DARTINGTON. She is a TRANSEXUAL. She wasn't born with anything much, in terms of sexual organs - she had no womb, no ovaries etc. The surgeons did what they normally did in those days - they turned her into a 'girl' by creating a vagina for her, out of the loose skin around the genital region. Like JAY, Petronella has had severe 'gender confusion' and for most of her life. She should have been a 'boy' but was forced to live the life of a girl and then woman. That is why she asked HAZEL to call her PETER. She understands herself as a 'man'.
One can see what would have happened at school - she had become a 'gay young man' by chasing the boys and letting them 'fuck' her...she hadn't got a clue - she didn't have the natural/normal hormonal responses of a young woman. She had those of a young man and she stood out a mile.
That is why the pair of them are so similar really...PETRONELLA and the POSTMAN...they are simply a couple of vicious, hissing queens...I am a heterosexual woman and I have 'nabbed' the man of their dreams...and neither of them can bear it. They feel 'inadequate' beside me...they hate themselves but they hate me even more, for showing them up - for their 'inadequacies'...in not being able to gain the 'love' of their idol.
No wonder PETRONELLA got addicted to morphine and started to abuse her doctor's prescription pad at Chemists. She has always felt 'outside' of Society in general...I can now understand why there was so much friction between her and her mother...why she was an outcast at school...it was only when the ILL CULT got her...that she found a conceptual 'home' for herself in the CIRCUS...in that big FREAKSHOW of a culture...and she took to it like a duck to water. She was going to be the wickest, the most evil woman of them all...but she never had that much psychic power...and so it was always going to be for 'show'...and then TOMLINSON tricked her...left her to rot, in the flat below as a BAT PROGRAMMER...betrayed again...and by the man that s/he had most loved. No wonder s/he is doing his/her nut, outside on the doorstep...but not about TOMLINSON...about me.
What the pair of them have overlooked is that I have been the 'master' of TOMLINSON for many years and in many ways...'he is just a beast and you have to learn how to control him'...maybe this is what they really cannot bear. My power over him.
TOMLINSON has no time for the pair of them - he has used, abused, tricked and betrayed them both. THANK YOU - MR TOMLINSON...I am chalking up your 'good manoeuvres' as well as your bad ones.
Enough said on that subject...but that I have brought the MOB down on their heads - onto the lot of them...they would do well not to step out of line in any way...not another pipsqueak out of the pair of you. Unfortunately, people as ILL as this, only understand violence and physical intimidation - because they are intractable and incorrigible offenders.
The current threat in a certain ledger - which MR PUTIN has access to...is 'paraplegic' by the name of PETRONELLA. I do not think that the CID or the MET will be investigating...it is so simple to do...send in one of the mind control slaves around here...one of PETRONELLA'S 'friends' - even the POSTMAN...or all of them...so easily done.
If I were you, PETRONELLA - I would leave that flat right now...you continue to irritate the 'powers that be', by your very presence within it. NO JOKE. Right now you are in severe danger and from your own ILL friends.
In case you or your 'queening friend', didn't know - NOBODY investigates the MOB in this country or their 'crimes' - it is not worth it - an unwritten 'law' at SCOTLAND YARD, THE MET and the CID.
In the eyes of the MOB - and they don't buy into overly 'politically correct' terms - you are just a dirty, little man...a sick, little criminal interfering with their business, PETRONELLA/PETER...and you will be dealt with, as such.
It is all like a film - isn't it? MONA LISA in reverse. The man pretending to be a woman downstairs is NOT a 'good guy'. I have an insane transexual 'doctor' who is addicted to morphine and believes himself to be a VAMPIRE - living beneath me...I knew that this whole game was going to be hard work...but even so...what have I had to put up with? This evil, little man is hellbent upon getting me out of this flat so that he can begin to abuse children - out of their minds, in his flat. Additionally,
this evil little man hates me with an incandescent passion because he is not 'loved' by his 'beloved'...his beloved loves me...'hell hath no fury like a transexual spurned'. You asked for it PETRONELLA/PETER and you've got it - your whole story out in the open. You want more?
A NOTE to COLLIE: weren't you the one who was interested in that reference to JAPANESE NO THEATRE? You know what I am talking about - the opera where a man dresses up as a woman, to gain entry into the ROYAL court and to murder the KING...VOILA...you have PETER/PETRONELLA.
I am beginning to get it now...the MOB 'got it' some while ago...PETRONELLA/PETER is being run by the MITTALS to attempt an assassination of PRINCE CHARLES during the SATANIC RITE upon the 23rd DECEMBER...and that is what COLLIE knew about...vaguely...'a man dressed up as as woman'...even funnier...the almost endless VENN DIAGRAMS of different groups, plotting and planning against each other...
MONA LISA...that's what you are...but not a 'nice' one, PETER/PETRONELLA...however, I wish you 'luck' in your work...who cares what any of you do to each other?
Now, that has cheered me up immensely...even better...even funnier...you start digging around the ILL CULT and you unearth the most extraordinary plotting...it is a game called MAFIA...
I have been KIND to you PETER/PETRONELLA ...now that I have exposed the PLOT...you can go home...nobody can 'prove' that this was your intent...you are now 'released' and free to go...
For my own part...I now understand where my ALLIES have been...the strongest ones...the most silent ones...only referred to once in JERUSALEM by IRV...as the 'gangs of New York'...and I can trace this back to 1980...and being called 'beautiful girl'...'Claudia' and also 'you always have a home in ITALY'...how brilliant to remember that one...at this late stage in the ILL GAME...
I remember jokingly referencing the HIDDEN CLAW...to DALDRY in PRAGUE...and it makes me smile to think of CLAUDIA...CLAUDIO...
Other notes:
I woke up this morning...feeling so much better...brimming with life again...so many things sorted out in my head...and a much better understanding of MAFIA...and the ethics of such organisations...their unwritten codes...sometimes, in order to protect their businesses...they have to murder...sometimes they have to take out a whole rival 'gang'...and one can include INTELLIGENCE AGENCIES as 'gangs' in that type of warfare...British Intelligence has had its chips...they disgusted everybody by TEMPLAR CASTLE 2001...the depths of depravity...they 'disgraced' the term MAFIA...
Other notes:
My friend SARAH...she was completely fearless and very worldly-wise...she had travelled down Africa on her own - in the back of a jeep - some adventurist group...and then made her way back up through the various countries to the East...to get to LUXOR and then EGYPT...and her tales around this were marvellous to hear...
Her parents were BT engineers...MANCHESTER UNIVERSITY...and the family had lived abroad since whenever...SARAH had grown upon Saint Lucia...
I remember the grand party that they held in their IPPLEPEN 'ANCHORAGE' house...and I wonder if RIMINGTON had had a hand in it...every room had a table of dishes... their favourite recipes for food...depending upon which country they had lived in...all utterly delicious...
SARAH had dressed up to welcome her parents home...she was wearing a black dress and red tights...with some 'witchy black' shoes...with many black straps and gold buckles...
It worries me to think of those RED TIGHTS now...because of HELEN RODWAY dressed up in a dark skirt and RED TIGHTS upon the night that she 'aborted' me for RIMINGTON...
SARAH had been desperate for me to stay the night...I was surprised...all the guests were staying in hotels around the area...there was a spare room, just for me...I pleaded off...and managed to leave by taxi with a drama student...
Anyway, I begin to equate the RED TIGHTS with this sort of practice...rather like the BROWN SCARF that the GOBLIN had to wear tied around his head...as TOMLINSON did when he broke into my room at EXETER UNIVERSITY.
That presenter FERN somebody...recently appeared in the newspapers wearing a black dress and RED TIGHTS...that is what triggered me to write about this...
Additionally, I remember ALISON STRACHAN wearing them at ESSEX UNIVERSITY...
Anyway, RIMINGTON referred to SARAH as a SCARECROW of the ILL CULT...I am still unsure as to what that means...is it programmer status...as in the TIN-MAN, SCARECROW and LION...along with DOROTHY the little girl?
SARAH used to play up to the 'scarecrow' image...in terms of saying that she was hopeless at school...'not much in there' she told me, pointing to her head...how very like LADY DIANA...she was highly intelligent...too intelligent to get 'trapped' at school...
We went to VENICE together, after I had left DARTINGTON and it was the most magical holiday that I have ever experienced...'magical things' seemed to happen around SARAH...and it rubbed off on you, whilst you were around her...
Other notes:
I had an odd dream last night... I was with STELLA RIMINGTON...as she 'really is'...i.e. she was a CYCLOPS...she only had one eye...in the middle of her face...a UNICYCLIST...
She drove me out into the countryside to a sort of 'animal parlour' or 'animal sanctuary'...I haven't visited this place yet...and the woman was surprised to see us...I recognised her in my dream...because RIMINGTON had obviously introduced her to me before...she told us 'we had moved - I am surprised you found us'...
Anyway, apart from a few people with their dogs in the foyer...behind this 'front' was another room...and a very large one with a large swimming pool...that was decorated in an odd way...not exactly ROMAN...it looked more ARMENIAN in colour and design...the TURQUOISE and patterns of that hotel in Jerusalem...
I walked around it...there were old-fashioned and ornate WOODEN panels and cupboards around the entirety of the baths...I found what I was looking for...4 bars of SWISS CHOCOLATE...3 CREAM coloured slabs (like Toberlone wrapping) and one RED...I also picked up a bag of LIQUORICE ALLSORTS...and looked at the one which had been called the EYE by programmers...I then looked at RIMINGTON'S 'one eye' and got the joke...I also picked up a packet of what appeared to be HOOHAA children's programmers from the NIGHT GARDEN (rather like the 'free gift' rubbers that were attached to a NIGHT GARDEN BBC magazine)...I then left...
I knew in my dream that I was just 'cleaning up'...I had finished.
I have now got to the end of this ILL GAME and it is just so funny...after having got through the WINE stage...I do not have to buy any more bottles, thank goodness.
This is making me laugh and laugh...just how many plots were afoot...is this what BRITISH INTELLIGENCE normally has to deal with?
It is like GUY FAWKES times 100...
I suppose that things are really hotting up now...as we go into the 'run-up' for the final denouement of the NWO in this country...upon BOXING DAY...
I really do not care if they all jump on each other and fight to the death...
However, I wonder if revealing the above about PETER/PETRONELLA actually worked in my favour? Probably not...but I do not care...I am in the business of exposing EVERYTHING here and that is what I shall continue to do...besides, that one was 'too good' to keep to myself...it just gets funnier...
I heard the BRITISH INTELLIGENCE network roar with laughter...
'That is what we do...we try to stay ahead of the game, know what is going on...what is going to happen...even if we can't do anything about it (more laughter)...'
PETER/PETRONELLA was PRINCE CHARLES' favourite slave...(which says something about his sexuality, no?).
Poor old PETER/PETRONELLA...just another victim of the ROYAL GENOME PROJECT...
Of course...that is why she would want to kill him...PRINCE CHARLES...he had ruined her life...or rather the ROYAL GENOME PROJECT had...and from the day that she was conceived...and she had worked it out...and her controllers had used her rage to direct it towards murder...I suppose that she was more than willing to apply for the 'job'...
I say: expose the BASTARDS...that is the BEST way...so that they are not able to continue in their disgusting trades...so that it doesn't happen again...murdering PRINCE CHARLES on the quiet - in that LONDON CEMETERY...wouldn't change a thing...
So I have saved your life now PETER/PETRONELLA from what would have surely been a 'death mission'...maybe you had had enough already and had decided to subconsciously GOAD me into analysing you...and once I began to do that...it all became clear...
Or maybe you had your heart set upon it and just acted 'dumb'...stupid of you and the POSTMAN to annoy me so much yesterday...both of you wanted to get me out of here so badly...all of that HAUT DE LA GARENNE furniture and the physical attack upon my person...
I had rationalised this as 'they must want me out of this flat to start HANGING in here, again'...and this was probably the reason that you gave to everybody...but it wasn't that, was it? You knew that the longer I stayed here...the more dangerous it would become for you...that I would find out what you were really up to...and therefore attacking me, was probably the worst thing you could do...provoking me into analysing your behaviour/character/background...that was SILLY wasn't it?
Which way was it, PETRONELLA/PETER? Did you want to get found out or not?
OTHER NOTES:
Some more ILL emails arrived today:
Hassan Ali I AM URGENTLY WAITING FOR YOUR REPLY Wed, 10/12/08 9KB
Eddie Patrick Good day. Wed, 10/12/08 2KB
These are the BEKS that TOMLINSON used to talk about then?
The 'young TURKS'.
http://www.conspiracyarchive.com/Blog/?p=1309
The Bektashi Begat the Shriners?
http://www.conspiracyarchive.com/Blog/?p=1307
Fascinating.
Born in TURKEY and then moved to SALONIKA.
A 'Jewish Muslim'.
Shabbtai Tzvi
So many echoes with RICHARD TOMLINSON'S life.
The article in full:
In Search of Followers of the False Messiah
By Orly Halpern
'Shabbatai Tzvi enthroned,' Amsterdam, 1666
Aubrey Ross is an unusual man with an unusual pastime. He’s looking for Jewish Muslims. In Turkey. With the help of the Internet. And he’s convinced he has found some.
In a book entitled “The Messiah of Turkey,” due to be published this winter by Frank Cass Publishers in Great Britain, Ross reveals that there are a number of key figures in the present government of Turkey who are Sabbateans - i.e., followers of Shabbtai Tzvi, a Jew who, in the 17th century, claimed he was the messiah, God of Israel, and later converted to Islam.
Ross, an Orthodox Jew from London who has lectured on mysticism at Hebrew University in Jerusalem - but has university degrees in economics and the history of political thought, and is an adviser on pensions at the National Health Service in Great Britain - became intrigued by the subject when he was reading the chapter about false messiahs in Gershom Scholem’s “Major Trends in Jewish Mysticism.”
“I was fascinated by a short sentence that said `many of them were still around in 1970,’” he says.
Shabbtai Zvi was born in Izmir, Turkey in 1625 and became a Muslim in the 1660s, Ross explains, when he was challenged by the sultan of Turkey for declaring that his mission as messiah was to take back the land of Israel, then under Ottoman rule. The sultan offered him three alternatives: make a miracle and become the true messiah of the Jews; be killed; or become a Muslim. Shabbtai Tzvi chose the latter.
“Shabbtai Tzvi embraced Islam,” he says, “and that would be the end of the story, but he claimed that his embrace was different than Jesus’ crucifixion: He was entering the `dark world’ to bring life into it. His followers called this the `sacredness of sin’ and quoted Isaiah 53: `The messiah will suffer.’”
Adds Ross: “Anyway, most people say the messiah will suffer - leading the Jewish people is not easy!”
After Shabbtai Tzvi’s death, he relates, his family and followers moved to Salonika. When Greece took it over in 1924, descendants of that community returned to Turkey.
Underground kabbalist colleges
“I wasn’t satisfied with the sentence about many of them being around in 1970,” Ross says. “I went to a lady professor of kabbala in London who insisted [the Sabbateans] were a 17th-century phenomenon that faded away in the early part of the 20th century. I said I don’t think they did. Then a friend introduced me to Naim Tucsin, a Turkish Muslim professor of politics at London University, who told me he would contact an editor of an Istanbul newspaper who is a Jew and ask him about it. Six months later, I got a phone call from the editor, saying `come to Istanbul.’”
He traveled to Istanbul and stayed at the Pier Palace Hotel. One day, Ross “was taken to the office of a Muslim gentleman. I sat down, was given coffee and he asked me, `What do you know about `tiferet’ [glory]?’ The significance of the term represents an entire kabbalistic structure in which tiferet is the God of Israel.”
Ross, who is also warden of Hendon United Synagogue, one of the largest in London, decided four years ago to write a book about his discoveries. He began learning Turkish and traveled twice to Turkey: “I penetrated the Sabbatean structure. I met with the president of the Sabbatean community. They were at the point of showing me one of their secret synagogues, but got scared.”
He explains that “the Sabbateans believe that God is the creator of the world, but has underneath his authority the God of Israel. I discovered there are 50 `ogans’ - spiritual leaders - of the Sabbatean movement. They have trained in 12 kabbalistic colleges in Turkey, which are underground. They are experts in the Zohar, in `Sefer Bahir’ and `Sefer Yetsira,’ prominent kabbalistic works which are accepted and respected by Orthodox Jews, but not revered [to the same extent]. They also know the Five Books of Moses, the Prophets and other writings, but very little or no Talmud as this had been transcended by Shabbtai Tzvi.”
According to Ross, the secretive Sabbatean community, with an estimated 20,000 members, is known to security forces in Turkey, but not to the general public. Most of them live in Istanbul in large blocks of luxury flats in the Shishli Jewish quarter - unbeknownst to their neighbors.
“It’s like a well-known secret. But the Sabbateans don’t want to be exposed. I have been asked by four members of the community not to publish my book. They fear reactions from extreme Islamic elements.”
To help substantiate his claims, Ross brought to Israel one of the members of the community who was willing to “come out of the closet” in order to be converted formally by rabbis: “Ilgaz Zorlu is his name. But the rabbis [in Israel] said he can’t be converted because he doesn’t accept all of the Talmudic law. They accepted that he knows more kabbala than they do. He prays; he practices Conservative Judaism. But, he’s not bothered about Talmud so they said he had to do a nine-month conversion.”
Meanwhile, Zorlu, a young accountant from Istanbul, has written his own book, which is mostly historical in nature. Entitled “Yes, I am a Salonikan,” it has been printed six times.
Ross believes that there are a number of secret Sabbateans who hold key positions of influence in the Turkish parliament, legislature and executive branches of government, including the foreign minister himself. This, he observes, may help explain the close relations that exist today between Israel and Turkey
GET UP, TIM!
By SUE GRAVES
FRANKLIN WATTS
ISBN 978 0 7496 7308 6
9 780749 673086
SPILT MILK
By Anne Adeney
FRANKLIN WATTS
ISBN: 978 0 7496 7703 9
9 780749 677039
Two children's programming books - directly related to the ROYAL SPERM trade. Read them.
C Y BELLE?
Related to CYNOLOGY?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cynology
Cynology (pronounced /saɪˈnɔlədʒi/) in English is a term sometimes used self-referentially by dog trainers[1][2] and hobbyists who informally study the dog,[3] or, more often, in a humorous, mocking, or pedantic manner to refer to the study of dogs.[4] It is not a field of science, although the use of the Classical construction (linking of two Greek or Latin based words) in English is used to imply that it is science or scientific. There is no recognized scientific discipline with this name in English. The word does not appear in standard English dictionaries. There are no standards that apply to calling oneself a cynologist (compare to cosmetologist, another word that is a Classical construct referring to a non-science, that does have standards for use of the term.)
http://english.pravda.ru/society/stories/08-12-2008/106805-aggressive_dogs-0
"Cynologists stood strongly against the bill. The president of the International Federation for Cynological Sports, Yury Ostashenko, said that it would be absurd for law-makers to distinguish between aggressive and non-aggressive dogs."
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
MARK has been guiding me throughout...around HARWICH to pick up on a few last things...
MR PUTIN has told me 'you've finished now...everything is going to be all right...relax'.
This morning was SO funny - I could hardly believe it.
Really SPOOKY stuff...or rather, a transsexual RUSSIAN spy who was trying to frame me up...a REAL Russian spy for once, although not working for MR PUTIN...who was trying to put me in JAIL...just so I wouldn't thwart her plans/orders...
It all fits into the SPY/THRILLER genre in a way...that nothing else that I have written about before...does...
I was being stalked by a very, very dangerous person...in the flat below me...
So the MITTALS were running her...I heard many conversations 'on the network' between them and her...in terms of her orders...in terms of their panic, once they had been rumbled...do they still 'own' MI6? Wasn't it dumb of the ROYALS to sell it to them?
I should have been pushing for PETRONELLA in a way...but I wasn't...she and the POSTMAN annoyed me too much yesterday...and she is still set upon being a QUEEN OF THE UNDERWORLD in terms of abusing children...so why not expose her and her ILL plans...this is all about the ILLuminati fighting...they do not wish the system of abuse to be exposed.
Additionally, one could now 'pick up' all of PETRONELLA'S friends...they will be of the same 'cell'...all 'supporting' her whilst she lived at EAGLE HOUSE...including the POSTMAN.
Other notes:
I should add a few notes here about PETRONELLA'S accent...it was so unbelievably POSH when she introduced herself to HAZEL and I...
Yet I remember her at the COMMUNE...where she had told me that she had gone to COMPREHENSIVE SCHOOL...
Whilst I was at ALL SAINTS PRIMARY SCHOOL...we all talked in East End slang accents to sound 'cool'...although only I had been born within the sound of BOW BELLS...I remember a girl called JULIE whose Dad ran a pub down the road and he was a real East Ender...and so she talked in the same way...but the rest of us were 'putting it on'...
I remember ED starting school in Birmingham and coming home with a BRUMMIE accent...along with his footballing pals...my mother went mad at him for that one...and he therefore toned it down at home...
This is what kids do, who go to STATE SCHOOLS...in order to fit in...
At GRAMMAR SCHOOL you learn RECEIVED PRONUNCIATION...how to talk clearly and precisely...rather like those actors/actresses in Pinewood Studios movies...
At OXFORD UNIVERSITY you learn 'OXFORD ENGLISH'...as my mother did...it is a very 'up and down' lyrical way of speaking...she sometimes uses this on the telephone to impress...sometimes uses her father's Northern intonation to stress her working class roots, if she is annoyed with somebody and getting 'tough' with them...and often uses her SUFFOLK childhood accent...when chatting to locals in the area...
At PUBLIC SCHOOL you learn variations of the QUEEN'S ENGLISH which again, is another different 'style' of speaking altogether...i.e. PRINCE CHARLES' 'hice' opposed to 'house'...
I have always had an amalgam of influences upon the way that I speak...and people have often said to me 'I can't place you' as in geographically - in the UK...and I thought...perhaps that is because I have lived in a lot of different places, with people who had very different English dialects...and I have simply mixed them all up...I know that is what I do...whilst trying to do an approximation of the 'received pronunciation' of the 'educated' middle-classes. I was never an 'actress'...I was never trying to do a 'role' in life...take it as it comes...go with the flow...speak in the 'dialect' that you feel like using...as it takes you...even if you change it, as you are speaking...post-modern eclectic speech...I didn't give a fuck...and still don't.
Back to PETRONELLA...so what can I make of her English accent now? The rational thing to say...would be that her parents were terribly POSH in their English accents...and this would be a common thing for very wealthy and well-educated INDIAN families...who, as I have said before...tend to be able to speak ENGLISH far better than the ENGLISH.
Rather like the CHINESE guide who was to guide the JEWISH TOUR OF SHANGHAI around the old 'Jewish ghetto'...his command of English...the beauty of his intonation was quite extraordinary...rather like the upper-class INDIANS in that way...you do not get that sort of 'beauty' in a native-speaker...and all the more extraordinary because the CHINESE normally found this part of learning to speak ENGLISH, the most difficult of the lot...getting the correct pronunciation...
Additionally, the HEAD of ENGLISH at the LAW UNIVERSITY in SHANGHAI...he had the very same thing...this BEAUTIFUL ENGLISH...spoken flawlessly...far better than any English person...the only two people in SHANGHAI who had mastered the art of speaking English to perfection...to the point where they surpassed all the 'natives' that I had ever heard...including actors like LAWRENCE OLIVIER...(perhaps that was their secret...they had practiced their intonation by listening/watching the old films of the 'great British actors'...)
The tonal range of CHINESE is massive...they are a master of the 'half-tones'...and so, I suppose that when a CHINESE person really bothered to apply themselves to the mastery of English pronunciation...they could do so...not only flawlessly...but could also add another 'dimension' to it...that sounded 'heavenly'...the command of so many tones...
Rather like that beautiful 'peasant' singing...upon the mountain overlooking BEIJING...I have never heard anything so heart-breakingly beautiful in my life...the melodies...the passion with which each song was sung...it has to be experienced to be believed. I have never been a 'music' fan...I haven't listened to music, for years - not even a bog-standard cassette player in my possession, anymore...I got too bored of pop music and never had a taste for European Classical music.
Anyway, getting back to PETRONELLA...her imitation of the upper-class accent wasn't 'INDIAN' - it sounded HARSH and rather raccous...she was obviously putting it on...hamming it up...rather like PETRA PHELPS used to do at ESSEX UNIVERSITY...neither of them had 'got it right'...burlesque...
PHELPS was apparently of MALTESE descent...but where had PETRONELLA come from? Armenia? I am getting some ex-Communist State around the Balkans...or maybe even BELARUS/UKRAINE...not sure...but an Islamic background, at any rate...I once had a student from the UKRAINE who used to dress like a prostitute to the amusement of everybody at the school...I remember another teacher and myself...laughing at her as she tried to negotiate stepping from the road to the pavement in 6 inch heel stilleto black boots - thigh high - in a mini-skirt so small that it hardly covered her bottom...and this was in the mid-winter...she had to make several attempts...this woman was from a VERY wealthy Ukrainian family...and you could have knocked me down with a feather when she told the class that she was a MUSLIM and then coolly accused me of stereotyping...after I had asked her if she was joking...I had honestly thought that she was making a bad taste joke...she looked typically Slavic - pale, slightly 'Chinese' blue eyes and so on...
Other notes:
PRAVDA had some interesting information concerning their COSMONAUTS and supposedly ALIEN encounters...
Apparently, this is seen as an 'altered state of mind' and quite common to cosmonauts...
The whole thing reeked of ILL PROGRAMMING to me...MI6 COSMOS programming...but I was still intrigued...
Why would these people report such experiences in OUTER SPACE?
Could the X-FILES have hit on something there? That outside of the remit of the EARTH'S ORBIT...that one is 'prey' to unknown species?
We can look at this in two ways:
Firstly - the idea that the MOON LANDING was hoaxed and filmed in a HOLLYWOOD STUDIO...MI6 had the same 'lunar landscape' in a hanger at PINEWOOD STUDIOS...and we were all made to walk over it in SPACE GEAR...more alarmingly...the entire area was in an 'anti-gravity' tank...and we really felt like we were walking on the MOON...I have already recounted how PETER fell over like a dying fly and that I couldn't pull him up - because of his weighted boots...and had to wait until SHANA and ANDY had come back from their 'mission' to open some box...to get him back on his feet again...
From the above, we can say that ANY text relating to COSMONAUTS isn't talking about any real trips to the MOON...they are talking about experimental mind control and the results...
Secondly, we can say that people have indeed...been sent out of the EARTH'S ORBIT...and I know this to be true...MARK was sent up to man a SATELLITE for a while...and that they often have 'curious experiences' whilst out there...
TARKOVSKY made his compelling film about this...what was it called SOLARIS - I saw this with my father in my early teens at the TRIANGLE, ASTON UNIVERSITY CAMPUS, HOLT STREET...it was recently (a few years ago or so) remade with GEORGE CLOONEY in the lead role...
The basic idea being that 'things are not what they seem'...the rules that govern the Earth...are not applicable in SPACE...i.e. his dead wife comes back to CLOONEY's character...on the spaceship...I cannot remember how it ends...
My own involvement within this is naturally sceptical...having heard my father's account of 'devil's with horns but who are good aliens who are trying to save the Earth'...ARTHUR C CLARKE story...used to program him...
ASHKENAZIM programmers...rather like MANNINGHAM-BULLERS good friend who had a clinical disease...a skin complaint...where he actually began to grow 'horns' in terms of some cancer, I suppose...out of his skull...a bit like 'elephant man' but not...he had it all surgically removed...
Additionally, having heard about MARK ROCKEFELLER'S dealings with the LIZARD god...his entire family's dealings with that one...
Not to mention my OWN experience of 'lizard mask' programmers at MI6, FORT MONCKTON...
I am necessarily a SCEPTIC about tales of the above 'aliens'...not to mention the LITTLE GREEN MEN in Ireland...all progammers to my mind...
However, what if there was some alien force...that those like TOMLINSON knew how to open portals for...into this world...and through the human brain...through the human mind...to create LIZARD people like RIMINGTON?
COLLIE has been pushing that one through MR ICKE for many years now...does she sincerely believe it? If so...why hasn't she exposed the whole lot?
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Reading upon on SABBATAI TSI...(spelling)...I begin to wonder about these TURKISH JEWISHMUSLIMS...what were they up to?
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A TECHNICIAN turned up at DARTINGTON in our final year...he was a cheery, upper-class accent, type of chap...with the looks of TOMLINSON... dark curly hair, brown eyes, full beard...but he didn't seem to be that tall...a normal height for a man...I only saw him around a couple of times...and had never spoken to him...
CAROLINE HUGHES embarked upon an affair with him...which she kept entirely secret from everybody...
She only told me AFTER she had left college...and we had both moved to EXETER...it was there that she told me about it all...because he had dumped her by not responding to her calls and letters etc...and had then been seen out with another woman...
CAROLINE wanted me to meet him...she involved me...by making me wait for a train that he was supposed to get off...from LONDON...his car was in the car park...and so I waited with her.
She tried to talk to him...he waved her off...she broke down crying...I followed her...she seemed out of her mind with grief...
CAROLINE find found a white chalky stone in the small border down the side of the platform...underneath the rosebushes...and she used it...
I watched her...she chalked out in BOLD...in huge capital letters...about 6 feet each...
LOVE IS ALL
Caroline then started to sob with grief...and I comforted her for a while...perplexed...then she told me to go after him...to explain everything...
I ran off...sure that he would have left by now...but he hadn't...I saw his car zoom past me...and up the road...and I ran up the road, uncharacteristically yelling...
He stopped...reversed into a side road...he wound down the window...
I told him briefly...what CAROLINE had told me...
"It is his mother...she was SO terrible to him...he cannot trust any woman but he can trust me...but he doesn't realise it...he is too frightened...always running from one relationship to another...you have to tell him to trust me...I won't do him any harm'...
He simply said to me, shortly:
"It is over, she doesn't realise it - tell her - it is over."
He then wound up the window and drove off.
I do not know why I am remembering this now...but I think that CAROLINE had hit upon the way...the REV MOON way...the feminine power...the POWER OF LOVE over evil...but this Public School boy was running scared...and well into his 40s...
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FRIDAY MORNING...
Yesterday evening...a bloke with a hollow evil laugh...like some mad child...came to have a conversation with PETRONELLA upon her front door...I couldn't be bothered to listen...it is all making me laugh now...I was in bed at the time...but at any rate, for what it is worth...PETRONELLA told him that:
"We are all ready to GO now."
I decided to remote-view a little...this was about a bomb intended for LIVERPOOL STREET STATION.
PETRONELLA is heading up a terrorist cell.
Yes, it just gets better. She has planned a number of controlled explosions - but I have no idea of the other locations.
She was then going to head for DARTMOUTH...it appears she has contacts with the PAEDOPHILE yachting club ring...
I couldn't be bothered to think about any of it too much...and so went back to sleep...
Upon waking...I remembered what TOMLINSON had told me about PETRONELLA:
"MATHILDA told such dreadful lies, it had one gasp and stretch one's eyes'...or something like that CAUTIONARY TALES FOR CHILDREN by Hilaire Bellocq...
What did he mean by that? The image of MATHILDA comes to mind...the 'naughty child' stole a box of matches and then managed to set fire to herself...burnt to a cinder...
Is she a suicide bomber? Will she end up in a JAN PALACHA bid for fame - in some town square?
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This morning...I began to think again of this TERRORIST CELL beneath me...what have I had to put up with?
Even MARK seemed scared on the network...things didn't appear to be working out his way...'outing' PETRONELLA'S cell upon the INTERNET has made them highly dangerous...they are moving quickly...
I then remembered the whole story about PETRONELLA...I had seen her before and on this side of the mirror - in POLAND.
PETRONELLA had turned up to teach ENGLISH at INTERNATIONAL HOUSE...this company employed a lot of teachers...maybe 20-30 of them...and more in the summer...initially, some of them had flats in HOTELU ASYSTENCKI until they got chucked out for some reason...and then only the DIRECTOR of IH was allowed to have a flat there...
Anyway, PETRONELLA turned up in my second year there...1993-4...I never spoke to her...but then I never spoke to any of IH unless I could help it...nor did SONIA and MARK...we had our own friends around and about the place...the IH teachers were rather like those at the BRITISH COUNCIL DTO...they hung together like a large pack...hardly ever doing anything with Polish 'outsiders'...and it made one wonder why any of them bothered to teach in a foreign country when they plainly weren't interested in socialising with the locals...
However, people were to talk about the IH mob...these teachers were interesting, to quite a few people...and so naturally I learnt quite a bit about them...from the residents of Hotelu Asystencki and also from my Polish friends...
In brief, PETRONELLA was disliked by all and sundry at IH...she was far too 'bossy' and nobody wanted to share/live with her...there had been fights...PETRONELLA was disliked by her students who didn't want to be in her class...the DIRECTOR had wanted to sack her but had then been accused of RACISM...PETRONELLA had 'friends' in SOSNOWICE...they were POLES who spoke RUSSIAN...now most POLES wouldn't speak Russian for the life of them...they would deny any knowledge of the language - the language of 'occupation'...PETRONELLA was apparently fluent in Russian and would go and spend her weekends with these Russian-speaking Poles...
I wonder if STEVEN SPIELBERG'S friends were amongst those RUSSIAN-SPEAKING POLES of which PETRONELLA was so fond?
The fact that PRAVDA outed her yesterday is telling...we are talking about a man who is Russian and a spy/terrorist but NOT working for the FSB or related intelligence agencies...but they know about her/him.
An additional point about PETRONELLA - at IH - she told everyone that she had studied LAW and not MEDICINE...when she was asked why she wanted to teach EFL abroad...she had told them that this was a 'gap year' before she knuckled down to the practice of LAW...
So let me see...MR PUTIN must have known about her...so must TOMLINSON and MILIBAND who both turned up at HOTELU ASYSTENCKI with the Russians...in fact, it is highly likely that TOMLINSON was running PETRONELLA at that point in time...
Anyway, this morning...I got up...put out the garbage and with it...that 'freebie' rubber BAT that jumps...I can now see that THE SIMPSONS were laughing at PETRONELLA and her 'bat dance'...I am now symbolically putting her out with the rubbish...I have no sympathies left with her, at all...she is completely mad.
I wonder who is PETRONELLA'S taskmaster now, then?
She has been publicly THROWN TO THE WOLVES by RUSSIAN INTELLIGENCE.
Let me look at the wider context...so PETRONELLA is successful in her TERRORIST attempt...BRITISH INTELLIGENCE/POLICE get onto the case and announce to the NEWSPAPERS:
RUSSIAN SPY WHODUNNIT.
I suppose that is what RUSSIAN INTELLIGENCE wants to avoid...so who is really behind her operation? STEVEN SPIELBERG and his paedophile mates? I would guess that this is what is making MARK so nervous...this is the RUSSIAN ASHKENAZIM at work again...after their bases in RUSSIA were bombed...they are trying to foment as much trouble against RUSSIA as possible...
Other notes:
The amusing thing about PETRONELLA's photograph on PRAVDA (I had confirmation from TOMLINSON that it was the real thing)...is that the words 'young woman' were HYPERLINKED in the spoof article about her...and when I clicked on it...another URL appeared which simply said PRAVDA and CIRCUMCISION...however, no further page appeared...
That made me LAUGH outloud...in the LIBRARY...I then sat there...thinking about it a bit more...so PRAVDA was telling me several things:
PETER/PETRONELLA is a man...a RUSSIAN posing as a woman...and there is a JEWISH/MUSLIM connection...hence the word CIRCUMCISION.
MUSLIMS also practice CIRCUMCISION...and I began to wonder again about TOMLINSON'S 'BEK' group in Turkey...he had told me about them, at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...this is what he had to say about them:
'We are trying to redeem ISLAM...it is a wholly evil religion but we have got to the heart of it in TURKEY and we are pulling it back from the DEVIL'...
I take my hat off to you, MR TOMLINSON...that is quite an incredible number.
One has to say that ISLAM is an evil religion at base level...no more WHITEWASHING...the CHRISTIANS in Israel, knew that one, only too well...
ISLAM, in simple terms, exists upon a simple binary - women are EVIL - they do not have SOULS - they must be treated as ANIMALS...that is what sends the entire religion out of kilter...that is what makes it so obscene to the 'modern world'...
MEN have elevated themselves to the status of SAINTS whilst trampling upon their womenfolk...who are lucky to have any rights at all, in society...women are the beasts of burden, who carry the blame for everything, in Islam - men are seen as 'holy'...from an Islamic male perspective...women tempt men like the devil...the very presence of a woman is like that of a 'devil'...
However in TURKEY...things are different - one of the few ISLAMIC countries in this world where women actually have a sizeable number of rights and are not treated like 'soulless animals' to be bought and sold...one can see that the BEKS have done an admirable job there...redeeming ISLAM...
From my own experience...I have seen the DEVIL in ISLAM...I have seen it in the eyes of PETRONELLA...I have seen it in the eyes of that son of a SAUDI PRINCE at WARWICK UNIVERSITY...I have seen it in the eyes of RICHARD GORDON...I saw it in the eyes of that strange young man who began to talk to me about the 'state of the UK today and its future' upon a train to HARWICH...
In relation to my telling him that ISLAM had to reform...give their women more rights...he laughed...and something purely WICKED...pure EVIL flashed across his eyes and he retorted with a laugh 'but they are never going to do that are they? You can't change them'...
It was quite stunning...quite frightening to see such NAKED EVIL in the eyes of that son of a SAUDI PRINCE...it shocked me at the time...the presence of some force, so malign...so malignant that flashed across his eyes...I have not often experienced this with people...it is a rare occurence...and I have only seen it in the eyes of those who support ISLAM...
It almost makes me believe in ANGELS and DEMONS...something can enter them and 'run' them...something so EVIL, it quite defies belief.
I can completely understand the view of the BEKS...they must have some holistic view of the spiritual world and what necessarily needs to be done...in order to bring the world back from the brink...and what they are doing is quite extraordinary.
I was right about TURKEY then...
I had written about the 'future' of the world during that SPRING SOLSTICE...whilst my computer was being consistently hit...so many 'viewers' of what I was writing...and I had written about how eventually JUDAISM and ISLAM would be amalgamated...how both JEWS and ISLAMICS would worship in the same places...with the 6-pointed STAR as their emblem...I have no idea where that came from but suspect TOMLINSON (and the BEKS)...they are trying to drag ISLAM back from the DEVIL...
However, TOMLINSON'S later talk about his harem and so forth...it really makes me wonder...however, if he was working for the BEKS...then he was undercover at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...and acting like the rest of the PAEDOPHILE GANG...whilst working against them...
I share the same BLOOD with MR PUTIN (lower soul)...but I share the same BREATH as TOMLINSON (higher soul)...that is why I have never been able to relinquish hope, that he is ultimately working for the good...
Other notes:
Yet another threatening letter from BRITISH GAS about the GAS BILL...they are now threatening FINAL NOTICE - LEGAL ACTION may be taken and my details passed on to a debt-collecting agency. I will put it up on the INTERNET.
Naturally, I am not bothered...the ILL will pay my money back or take the consequences...
Upon the note of BILLS...wasn't it the ILL CULT who told me in 1980, and also by PAS EMAIL in 2005 and also via SHARON in 2006...'we do not want you to pay BILLS...we do not want you to be just a housewife...'
So come on then, ILL CULT - PAY MY BILLS.
I am not sure that I get this - obviously the ILL CULT were supposed to pay ALL of my bills and yet they have never paid a single one, in their lives...so what is going on here?
The ILL CULT were ordered to PAY MY BILLS...so where is the MONEY? I will be expecting payment for EVERY SINGLE BILL that I have been forced to pay and for my entire life - as well as the HARRY POTTER money.
I get it now...a conspiracy between my PARENTS, UNCLE BOBBY and that FULLERTON programmer...that £120,000 was supposed to be for me...my 'un-earned income'...but they then gave it to HELEN...
Now, do I need to SMASH another SAINT JOSEPH bottle today, or not?
In a way, this is rather like an ADVENT CALENDAR as we go into the run-up to XMAS...except that the MOB then deals with the SAINTS...it is all hi-tech symbolism...in that way...you get the warning upon the INTERNET...the symbolic gesture...and then...watch out TEMPLARS...
Other notes:
I 'get it' about PETER/PETRONELLA now...she is one of the most evil members of the ILL CULT...her mind was twisted up from birth...she is a MAN...she hates children...she hates women...
and she is a passionate promoter of the PAEDOPHILE CULT...
I remember MARK talking about her...about how nobody would ever guess about her...and I likened it to a BBC drama series...what was it called?
It was on in the 1970s...I think that it was called SURVIVORS...the main premiss of the plot was that the UK cities had been over-run by rats...and vigilante groups...a complete and utter breakdown of society...I cannot remember why now...and these 'survivors' in the countryside...had 'gone to ground' in military terms...having to learn how to 'farm' again...do all of those things...of bygone ages...
Anyway, one episode featured an unknown 'terrorist' who was attacking their collective 'farming community'...this person was shooting the women...the commune ascertained that the serial killer had been military-trained...and for most of the episode...everyone believed the murderer to be a man...a man who had gone insane...a lone stalker/predator...yet in the end...once they have managed to shoot this stalker...and have uncovered his face...they find out that it was, in fact, a woman...but a woman who had been horribly disfigured in some way...you were never actually given a shot of her face...you simply saw the reactions of the onlookers...and the episode ended upon that frame...
I can also remember what PETRONELLA had done at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...she had summoned up the devil' into her mind and body...it is an occultic practice...she also believed that TOMLINSON had done the same...but he had tricked her...
TOMLINSON was talking to me about her, last night...it is a very tricky thing to manage now...you couldn't just kill her...the evil within her had to be dealt with in a certain way...or it just went and found another human host...
So TOMLINSON sees this 'evil' as a real entity...to myself...I saw it as this dark mist of energy that emanated out of PETRONELLA...it nearly stifled HAZEL in her flat...you have to be aware of what you are doing, in order to deal with it...and to protect yourself from it.
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The relationship between the BEKS and ISRAEL is rather interesting, isn't it?
Echoes my own experience...despite being JEWS and having more esoteric knowledge of the KABBALAH etc...the BEIT DIN decided to SCREW money out of them...they would have to PAY for the privilege of having those PAPERS...and a 9 month conversion course was offered...and to what would the BEKS be converting to, precisely? They are already JEWS and more 'Jewish' than most ISRAELIS...
It is the RABBI GORDONS of this world in action again, isn't it?
I remember MS GORDON of HELEN RODWAY'S acquaintance...apparently her job (at over £100,000 p.a.) was so easy...most people could do it in their sleep...at HEADHUNTERS...'jobs for the girls' then, eh? I guess it helps a lot to be ASHKENAZIM in the City...she was in her early twenties...had done a 'law degree' but the very idea of practising was too 'stressful'...and so somebody had found her a nice, cushy number in this head-hunting organisation...
I am still so angry over talentless ASHKENAZIM 'daddy's girl'... J K ROWLING...I mean, look ASHKENAZIM...everybody now knows, what you did...aren't you even a little bit ashamed? Why haven't you paid back the money that you stole from me? Everybody knows you did it...how disgusting your actions were...how can you live with yourselves? You are bringing down the SHOAH upon the JEWISH world in general - the MASONS are up in arms.
Little ASHKENAZIM princesses...who bite their nails because the ASHKENAZIM boys all want to go out with SHIKSAS...until they are eventually forced to marry a 'princess'...one of 'Daddy's little girls'...
TOMLINSON is calling me a bitch on the network...but I can tell that he doesn't really mind...he finds my bitching funny...
I am so glad that I am an albino Semite and not one of the Ashkenazim...although that awful article upon albino African children - in the news yesterday...utterly horrific...but a perfect example of how so many cultures see 'albinos' as 'magical' for some reason...because they have this recessive gene...the ILL CULT are as primitive in their beliefs as these so-called SHAMANS...
That ROTHSCHILD grandfather thought that I would be 'good' for the JEWS...only REAL Jews...Mr Rothschild...those who really believe, those who practice...and those who do not try to rob everybody else blind...and then because of their massive inferiority complex about their own dubious cultural roots...desperately try to look down upon everybody else...
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HAZEL sent me a card:
It has a teddy bear upon it, carrying an XMAS CAKE with a big SPOTTED RED/WHITE ribbon around it...that signifies 'drugging' i.e. toadstools in ILL CULT symbolism...the cake also has a sprig of holly and some red berries on it...also some white berries...mistletoe...rather a poisonous 'cake' then....
There are then 6 SPARKLY STARS in glitter, upon it...
"Merry Christmas
especially for you"
I hate to analyse everything that I am 'given' in this flat but HAZEL has already given me so many programming objects...that it has become a necessity.
ESP-E-CIA--LLY
...and a truly poisonous XMAS cake...
Inside:
Upon the left:
"with many thanks
for your help
this year."
Upon the right:
"To
Emily"
MERRY CHRISTMAS
AND A
HAPPY NEW YEAR
"Best wishes
from
Hazel"
Upon the back:
HALLMARK (RIMINGTON'S favourite cards)
FOREVER FRIENDS
The Original very Cute Bear
www.foreverfriends.co.uk
Don't forget you can recycle your Christmas cards
at any Morrisons store during January.
CXO33550003
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I went into the charity shop which has the programming objects in the glass cabinet and espied one last china ornament that I hadn't handled...
I asked to see it...it was of a girl dancing with a boy...who is dressed as a CLOWN...it had a RED FELT base stuck to it...and I couldn't ascertain the make of it...the two women guessed either Dutch or a well-known make...was it something like LORCO...I cannot remember...anyway, after handling it...all of that stuff about the BEKS and TOMLINSON came back...so it must have signified my basic 'relation' to him...
The shop-owner laughed as I turned it around in my hands and said loudly:
"YOU'VE BEEN TANGOED"
She was making a reference to the 'dance' of the two china figures...but also to the programming involved...the TANGO...now I know why I viewed that SALLY POTTER film 'TANGO' with such suspicion...
TANGO...the company which had produced that INTERNET advertisement for the drink TANGO - which went back to MARK'S company...with CIA affiliations...and also that NAZI PARTY website in Austria...
Anyway, I was looking for new plates and found two white ones with a brown border...they were quite large and cost £3...because they were DENBY. Now, didn't HANNI ask my mother to buy her specifically a DENBY vase - so that she could give it as a present to one of her friends in SWITZERLAND?
What is it about DENBY then? Is this the DEN of the FOX?
For some reason, I associate this name DENBY - with my dream of the supposed 'animal sanctuary'...which had an 'Armenian decor' TURQUOISE indoor swimming pool at the back of it...
RIMINGTON had led me back to this place...and I thanked her for it..in my dream...I have also to mention that PETRONELLA and my brother HUMPHREY appeared briefly, at the end of this dream...they were both sitting in front of the fire...in my Northern grandparents old sitting room at HILL HOUSE, COMBS...in armchairs, in front of a roaring fire...I have no idea what 'relation' there was, between the pair of them...but it didn't look good...
Other notes:
Somebody left a note out in the LIBRARY today...I picked it up...it read:
SWITZERLAND
AUSTRIA
GERMANY
AUSTRIA.
Odd how there was a FULL STOP at the end of the last AUSTRIA.
SAGA...I remember the SAGA HOLIDAY brochure that my parents were browsing...some years back now...they took one of those holidays but I cannot remember which now...it is a SENIOR CITIZEN orientated travel agency...
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I now 'get' why that BLACK LABRADOR pup attacked my leg...
...and OWNER said 'its because he HATES POSTMEN...he always attacks the POSTMAN'...
...'it's your RED/BLACK LL BEAN knapsack which set him off'...
So let me unpack this:
RONALD REAGAN would only buy LL BEAN products...and he appears to have been the original WIZARD OF OZ as the US president...
I have recently OUTED the POSTMAN around here for being very ILL indeed...so is he working for the OZ programmers? He must be...
Additionally, the SAME dog as MR PUTIN'S i.e. a BLACK LABRADOR is after these LL BEAN POSTMEN...
Other notes:
THE EYE OF THE STORM...I can 'hear' on the network...how crazy things have become...so many different factions...
Anyway, I would guess that the main ANGER against the ILL CULT is because of the ROYAL GENOME PROJECT...
I was reading an article, the other day...about how 40% or so, of children who had been DNA tested...their DNA didn't match up to their fathers...this was an NHS press release...
I found this an impossibly high statistic...I mean, if I were married and I had an affair...let us make this a hypothetical question...because if I wanted an affair, I would surely divorce my husband beforehand...but let us say that I didn't...and then found out, a month later...that I was pregnant and that the child obviously wasn't going to be my husband's because of the dates...what would I do? Book a session at an abortion clinic, fast...it simply wouldn't be worth it...to take the chance...even if both men looked relatively the same...the heart-break involved if it ever came out...I am sure that most women would think that way...so the statistics should be much, much lower...at most 20%...but even then, I would say that 1 in 5 is far too steep...so how come the DNA mis-match from a random sampling of the population, comes in at around 40%?
One can see that those like HELEN RODWAY are not uncommon cases in terms of being 'unwitting surrogate mothers'...
Can you imagine what would happen if the NHS had tried to match the DNA of the MOTHERS to those CHILDREN's DNA and had also come up with a mis-match?
Can you imagine it at the doctor's surgery...'and the child's DNA doesn't match yours, either'...
'But that's impossible! Surely there must be something wrong with the test...do it again'...
One can see that this would strike at the heart of all families...worse than that...the 'problem' is obviously widespread and growing...I mean 40%...this is crazy...
NOTES CONT'D:
In case the ILL CULT are interested, I downloaded 'everything' to the MOB - they are in full receipt of the entire 'picture'.
Other notes:
I also bought a small finger bowl yesterday...it is shaped to look like half an orange...rather 'cute'...
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
I have just smashed ANOTHER bottle of SAINT JOSEPH...and so another 4 TEMPLARS SAINTS/APOSTLES will fall...it works like a curse...I heard on the network...one of the older Russian Ashkenazim descent 'patriarchs' in the UK, saying that he didn't care...so long as 'his' money went to his children...you haven't got the full picture, DEAR...not one of your family will be allowed to survive and certainly NONE of your children...the MOB do not do things by 'half-measures'...
Funny, how un-clued up the ASHKENAZIM are about the MOB...maybe it is a long time since they tangled with them...
I smashed the bottle at the end of DOVERCOURT BAY...I felt that was a 'fitting place' to do it...and left the glass with the label upon it...on the steps...
I will SMASH another SAINT JOSEPH bottle tomorrow and so on...
I also got the strange vision of SPIELBERG smiling...'good, the SHOAH is upon them'...he has never ever been JEWISH, as I have repeatedly pointed out...but he knows their weakness...and that is stealing other people's money and then hanging onto it, like grim death...the ASHKENAZIM are being hoisted by their own petard...through sheer greed...through vice...and what can one do but watch? It has become a 'spectator sport'...
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I had an odd morning...for the first time in about nearly 3 years...I 'forgot' the so-called FBI password that I had created with MARK at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...he had told me to use it as my 'identification...after I had begun to put up my notes upon the INTERNET...I asked MARK how anybody would know what I was putting up (seeing as, at the beginning - before I contacted others and gave them my email addresses and passwords...I was only sending the notes to myself as a form of 'diary' - to have a copy of my notes upon the INTERNET)...MARK told me that as soon as I had mentioned MI6/MI5 enough...the CIA would pick up the whole thing...they trawl ALL email accounts for certain key words/acronyms...they would then check my password to see if I was an 'agent' and would then know how to take, what I was writing about...i.e. MARK would send my PASSWORD on to them...
I wonder now...did he? The password began with a reference to the ZENO group...and then to the TSUNAMI...and then to 9-11.
I figure that MARK was in the FBI...because he had obviously been in the IRS (although, at the TEMPLAR CASTLE he was claiming to be CIA)...he was also very friendly with ISRAELI INTELLIGENCE...pretty much my own 'background'...but one can never be sure...he identified himself and his parents as ROCKEFELLERS at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...they all seemed to be under mind control apart from MARK...who had taught me devious ways of 'peeping from under the lid' (see previous notes)...in order to see what was really going on...and not to be blinded by 'smoke and mirrors' mind control...
From what MARK had told me about his past...his father would never have believed a word of it...hence his extreme difficulty in getting a 'night in the CELL' as a stage in the ILL CULT 13th ONE game...because his father wouldn't hear of it...but MARK eventually managed to persuade him that 'one night' would do him good and that he wouldn't commit another minor financial 'crime' again...
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The ORANGE bowl that I bought yesterday from the charity shop 'under the arches'...MARK had directed me to it...it was very important that I bought it...only 35p...it is made to look like the inside and outside of an ORANGE...you have the segments outlined in white, in the interior...and the 'orange peel' effect, indented into the bowl, upon the outside...
ORANGES = PP JERUSALEM JAIL = POMEGRANATE BOMBS/GRENADES = SUICIDE BOMBERS
I then 'saw' the whole picture...or rather...I had an inroad into what PETER/PETRONELLA'S cell were up to...they are BOMBERS...apart from other things...
I have no idea why PETRONELLA wanted to murder PRINCE CHARLES, in particular...obviously she wanted him out of the picture for some reason...and out of the NWO...or rather her 'bosses' did and they were the MITTALS...
We all want PRINCE CHARLES out of the picture...there is no getting away from it...I have never ever heard anybody put up a word in his defence...
But the rest of it...the BOMBING CAMPAIGN around the UK...or was it only LONDON, PETRONELLA?
I still do not 'get' her...she is too mad...too much under mind control and too possessed by evil energies...
I can also hear the network chanting the QUEEN OF HEAVEN opposed to the QUEEN OF THE UNDERWORLD...FLAT 3 houses the British Intelligence operative who is a king/queen of Heaven...and FLAT 1 houses the king/queen of the Underworld...
RIMINGTON as a QUEEN OF HEAVEN...or even SCARLETT for that matter as a KING OF HEAVEN (both had stayed alone in this flat - as a 'rite of passage' before they moved up in British Intelligence)...this is gross satire and at its very worst...there is nothing to choose between the ROYALTY of HEAVEN and the ROYALTY of the UNDERWORLD...
RIMINGTON was most probably far more evil than PETRONELLA has ever been (although she is still young and has probably modelled herself upon RIMINGTON)...I do not know.
The ILL CULT is based upon GREEK gods/goddesses.
You had TWO BROTHERS - ZEUS and HADES and they divided up 'human/soul existence':
ZEUS became the KING OF HEAVEN and HADES became KING OF THE UNDERWORLD.
The point here being, that they were as powerful as each other...i.e. PRINCE PHILIP and his corollary in the EAST END...would that be one of the KRAY BROTHERS in the early days?
PRINCE PHILIP then took his UNDERGROUND QUEEN as VANESSA REDGRAVE...she is fond of putting on an East End accent and claiming working class 'mafia' roots...despite her normal film roles of 'large, masculine blob, with an ARISTOCRATIC accent, in fancy dress, upon a sofa'...being extremely cold-eyed and malicious to all and sundry around her...this was a role that she was to play in real life...to the women upon the 1980 course...and she was particularly bitchy to me...'you are too ugly and fat, to be one of my daughters' she spat at me, in front of the rest of them...what did she mean by 'my daughters'?
Really? RIMINGTON was upset and rather annoyed with all of the young men upon that course...having found out who they most wanted to 'fuck'...the overwhelming vote was for myself...almost all of them wanted to fuck me, as a mind control slave...as a 'reward' for doing what the ILL CULT had ordered them to do...this was also something that COLLIE had a big problem with...none of them could quite work out what my 'attraction' was...I wasn't slim, blonde (like the SKTS)...I was a full-figure brunette and rather dumpy...and I didn't overtly try to ingratiate myself with anybody and had no 'flirtatious skills' - quite the opposite. I was belligerent, laconic, frowned most of the time and was 'slightly rude' when I could get away with it...and never followed orders, without messing them up...and I suppose that I made people laugh. I was a little power-house of contained fury. My main thought being 'you will have to kill me first' i.e. before I adopt your way of life and your ILL system.
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The odd thing is...that I feel RIMINGTON 'weakening now'...she knows that the game is all up...she is nearing the end of her life...and she wants to help me...it is an odd thing...but in the last dream that I had...where she showed me that 'pet parlour'...which was obviously symbolic of something else...she had given up...she was showing me the whole thing...if I could only work out what all of the symbolism meant...it was an odd thing...during that dream...to see her as a CYCLOPS (working only upon the programmed 'lower instincts' of one half of the brain)...but a CYCLOPS who had realised that the ILL way was no good...there was no more evil in her...and I put my arms around her, kissed her and told her that I had 'always loved her'...in my dream and in my dreamspace...I believed this to be true...perhaps I always had seen some 'kernel' in her...some goodness that would eventually come out...
It is amazing...but not in a 'maze' or confounding way...how one can redeem...how people wish to be redeemed...taken away from the DEVIL...and how that is a real possibility...if they so desire. In my dream, RIMINGTON had decided to redeem herself...even though she was still only working upon one side of the brain...without the rational side in operation...now that is what I call HARD WORK...really hard work...perhaps it was the blood transfusion which really changed her whole outlook...a FULL BLOOD TRANSFUSION that she should have had, when she was very young...to cure her of PORPHYRIA...but the ROYALS and the MEDICAL PROFESSION within this country...had denied it to her...they exulted in her 'craziness'...encouraged her in 'cannibal acts'...she was monitored and protected by MI6 all the way...made to believe that she had been 'born of the devil'...
'...and what could I do but believe them - I felt so ill - so crazy'...she told me, on the network.
I suppose that those like my father (living next door to 1 St Austell Road) had been told, upon pain of death, not to enlighten her (by ROYAL DECREE nobody was allowed to diagnose PORPHYRIA)...and as 'young Turks'...the young GYDE, SCARLETT, WATERS...and so forth...they acted like teenagers...horrified, terrified and titilated by what RIMINGTON did out of necessity...she needed new blood...and they had 'bought into' this SATANIC RELIGION...it meant that you could get £200 out of the bank a day...as a member...who wouldn't join, eh?
A slippery slope...ending up with DEB MCD being 'used up and thrown away' according to my father - before she was 16 years old - the ILL CULT had raped/buggered abused that child into the ground...
RIMMINGTON'S full story has yet to be told...and that will be the STORY OF THE CENTURY.
I DO HOPE that she is penning it all out, now...or simply recording her thoughts upon a tape-recorder...that is the quickest way of getting it all down. Even in 2001...RIMINGTON was still doing what my brother ED does (and my father) as in 'two finger' typing.
She was a very pretty girl...who had serious problems...a severe blood disorder...she ended up in 'Juve' or the equivalent (in the early 1950s), for murder...and then things just got worse...she entered BRITISH INTELLIGENCE...but I must stop here...it is her own story.
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I need to pay MR D'DJANI for my last month's rent...I think about it now and then and feel dreadful...he is a good man...his family are good people...but I cannot until I have finished this business here and have all of my money back from the ILL who stole it...
I need the money that I have now...to live.
When I have that money back...I shall repay him more than in full...he will never have to work again (or his family) and never in the hotelier business again, unless they want to...
One day...I hope to wish them well...upon some paradisical isle...where they OWN the nearby hotel but do not have to be bothered with it, in terms of keeping an eye upon the general running of it...and can enjoy their well-earned respite...in terms of money...maybe they even OWN the isle...this is how BIG the money at stake, is growing...and what will be taken off the ILL.
MR D'DJANI was a MUSLIM - he was descended from SULEIMAN THE GREAT...yet he only professed (as I do) to believe in one G-D...that unites us all...that is why I had a 'friend' in him from the first...in 1980...he 'knew'...others didn't...and in 2005, he had humour about it...he gave me something akin to a LION'S ROAR...from his desk...and what he told me...was that it was between me and G-d now....I had to PRAY TO G-D...I had been praying every day...and I did NOT consider the head of the MOSSAD to be g-d...I knew him too well...I prayed to what I know to be G-d...and all one can talk about is the 'effects' after one has prayed...
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SATURDAY MORNING...
I forgot to mention yesterday, that a CASHIER at SOMERFIELDS wanted me to inspect the £5 note that she was giving me in change...not sure why...she kept saying IT IS A NEW ONE...pointing to the picture of the QUEEN...yet it didn't look so 'new' at all...and I had difficulty in hearing her and so had to ask a few times...
Having got back home...I took a better look at this note...yes, the ILLustration of the QUEEN has slightly changed...she appears to have a bigger nose than normal...and certainly bigger than her last ILLustration upon a fiver...apart from that...what can I say?
What else was upon it:
JC02 591090
ANDREW BAILEY
CHIEF CASHIER
The hologram was of BRITANNIA in a burst of 'sun' and also a 5 in a 'laurel wreath' of types with what appear to be a pair of CLAWS on either side of it...now why would that be? Ha, ha...
Also BRITANNIA is looking rather odd...she is holding up her dress to reveal a BLUE EGG...she has in her right hand what appears to be a flaming torch/bird/object in red...she has her spear and a white cloth of some description...and there appears to be a large MUSHROOM behind her, to the right...and even odder, the inscription written across this HOLOGRAM runs as follows:
London
(For the Gov?'and Comp. with an 'alpha' symbol just above the 'p' of Comp
of the Bank of England
Why on Earth is 'Gov' abbreviated...and why does it have a ? mark, after it...or are we talking about 'GUV' as in that RAW LIBRARY character who is the 'CIRCUS ringmaster'?
What is Comp. with the Greek symbol of 'alpha' after it?
Anyway, it suddenly struck me that QUEEN ELIZABETH has been replaced...not so bizarre because DALDRY was to tell me that the ROYALS often used 'stand-ins'...I had been talking to him about the MONARCHY and how the whole country still loved the QUEEN MUM (this was in 2001)...because so many people could remember her during WWII...fearlessly walking the LONDON streets to commiserate with those who had lost their homes, so many photographs of her standing amidst the rubble of bombed out buildings...also standing out on the BUCKINGHAM PALACE balcony to address the crowds of LONDON who had been hit by the blitz but were continuing with the 'war effort'...DALDRY snorted at that one...an 'actress' had been employed...the real QUEEN MUM had been hived off to BALMORAL...with the rest of them.
So could it be possible that CHARLES finally managed to 'do in his Mum' and that we now have an actress replacement? I mean that beautiful photograph of her recently...it was so 'unlike' QUEEN ELIZABETH in many respects...I have written about this before...she appeared to have her 'soul' back...her face was so radiant...so full of happiness...
Anyway, the message was clear: THIS IS A 'NEW ONE'.
I am getting a flashback of MARK...this is his doing...I have seen this BLUE EGG before...it is one of his 'jokes' and tied in with THE SECRET DOSSIER comic book...upon the front of which...is a mockery of a bust of BRITANNIA with spunk on her head...
Possibly a threat to myself...so many ILL people talked of me as being 'EGG' or EGGY...because of the 'zygote function' allocated to me. A 'blue' egg would be a de-oxygenated one...although it changes colour as you move a light across it...to brown/yellow...
Additionally, there is another 'object' or 'creature' to her left...and it looks a big SPHINX-like to me...not quite sure what type of 'beast'.
This is the end of the UK isn't it?
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MR TOM came round last night...and for the second day running...he has wanted me to look in the bottom drawer of my chest of drawers...
I only have 3 items of clothing in there...and so from left to right:
ROYAL BLUE long sleeved top.
WHITE jumper
RED long sleeved top.
So BLUE, WHITE, RED...is that the FRENCH FLAG? I forget...need to check up on that one...anyway, I took the drawer out this morning...to find a single white feather...I had missed that when I looked in there before...MR TOM had made me take this drawer out before and I wasn't sure why...
Anyway, there is a PINE FENCE of slats at the back of it...and it doesn't touch the ground - several inches off the ground, for some reason...you can put your hand under the back of this CHEST OF DRAWERS...how odd...and feel under the lowest drawer.
This reminds me of the CASH REGISTER at the HOTEL HARDER MINERVA for some reason...it is as if you can put your hand in...from the back of the till and raid it...
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I was given a FLASH of what had happened to J K ROWLING'S father yesterday evening...he was lying in a pool of blood...he was dead. Before dying, he had been instructed to make a taped phone call message to her...asking her to go and see him...but alone...and she did so. This 'tape' was then left on her mobile phone.
It took him 6 hours to die, apparently...not a pretty sight.
J K ROWLING had to go to hospital afterwards...to be sedated...
This is the CURSE OF HARRY POTTER.
Who will be next? I was 'in contact' with the MOB last night...who were drawing up a list...of those who had harmed me most...naturally, ROWLING'S father was top of the list. Naturally, I thought that an excellent 'choice'. The ILL of this country have abused me to such an extreme...(it is all in my notes)...and now they will all pay...unless I get the money that they stole from me, back PRONTO.
I have SMASHED two bottles so far...and I shall not say who will be next...but because...once, MANNINGHAM-BULLER had found out about ROWLING'S FATHER and shrieked 'they cannot kill us all!'...how untrue...I suppose that the next 'one' could be the whole lot of them, at one of their rites...or wherever...I will not disclose any more than that. We will get you all, if necessary.
The ILL now have two options - either you pay the money NOW or LATER. Your choice. How many of you are going to DIE before you get the message?
For the record, ILL...the POLICE/CID will not touch the ROWLING'S FATHER case...it has the fingerprints of the MOB upon it - they know that if they interfere, from experience...it is NOT worth it, too many of them die - they are under-staffed and relatively underpaid for what they do...so no point in going down that route...you simply ALL have to pay up...every penny that you stole from me.
The POLICE experience of 'gang warfare' has led them to take a back seat until it is all over...as one MOB removes another gang..that has offended them. It is not worth it, in the long run, to get involved. I hope that you all know that by now - you have been running one of the biggest criminal gangs in the UK and getting away with murder for countless years, in the CROWN COURTS.
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I now understand what the latest THE SIMPSONS comic is about in relation to SPRINGFIELD becoming a bowling alley...
I remember bowling for the first time...in 1980...one evening, we were all taken to a BOWLING ALLEY...and the very first ball that I had ever rolled...I got every single skittle down...the last one took a bit of time to 'wobble over'...and the graduates just stood and stared - speechless.
The METAPHOR here is this...the ILLUSTRATION has so many SIMPSONS characters upon the skittles...so which ones are going to get hit? GUESS.
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I inspected my HOT WATER BOTTLE this morning...bought in one of the 'cheap shops' in HARWICH...and found out that it was MADE IN CHINA. A rather un-European style and rather 'fun'.
I then saw the astrological/astronomic SYMBOL of the SUN at the top of it...how odd...no reason for it to be there...and then the name:
HUA XING
So I have found the SUN opposed to REV MOON and the MOON of the ILL CULT.
BS19702001
There is also a large flower upon the opposite side of the 'mouth' of this HOT WATER BOTTLE and it has the number 06 in the middle of it.
The PETALS are rather odd...12 of them - some have DOTS in them but others are left conspiciously empty....
There is also a mirror image 5 underneath it...and so one can say that the apparent 06 could also be a mirror image...in fact, it could be an 8 or B but looks more like a 6...
There is a WHIRLING 'SUN' upon this hot water bottle...and it is whirling CLOCKWISE...
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I remember mentioning RESERVOIR DOGS to DALDRY in PRAGUE 1995...in the light of a spoof of it...where the local amateur dramatics society take on the roles of MR PINK, MR GREEN etc...the 'men in black' are played by middle-aged to old ladies...all standing around in a circle on stage...with guns...saying TAKE THAT, MR PINK! and so forth, in their upper-class Southern Counties voices...as they all gun each other down...
In the light of ROWLING'S FATHER...this is all beginning to look like RESERVOIR DOGS isn't it? It reminds me of what happened to that SIS head...so who 'got' him then? I wonder who holds the KEYS to all of the mind control slaves in the UK, today?
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I also got a 'flash' of MARK putting on a DARK GREEN jumper in front of a large fireplace and XMAS TREE...he was thinking 'she will NEVER get a penny of her money back if it is the LAST thing that I do'...it may well be, MARK...unless you change your mind RAPIDO.
Remember - ROTHSCHILDS and ROCKEFELLERS are NOT exempt from the CURSE OF HARRY POTTER.
So PETRONELLA, I understand your 'physical condition' only to well, now...you are akin to a EUNUCH...you cannot draw 'up' psycho-spiritual energy and you cannot 'give it out'...that is why you are the way that you are...anyway, TOMLINSON is wrong about your 'negative energy field'...I forgot to mention some time ago that I had drained you completely of it...sent it back into the ground...back down to HELL...you are powerless...and it was easy to 'effect'...I have 'great magicians' teaching me far more than TOMLINSON ever knew...
So you wanted to ASSASSINATE PRINCE CHARLES...just turn up to a ILL rite and we will get the whole lot of you, in one go...easy.
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I will proceed to buy and to smash the other two bottles today...it is only symbolic now...I do not really have to do so...the CULLING will continue until the ILL have paid me back my money...it has begun and it will not stop...until every penny has been paid back.
Other notes:
Something that MARK didn't want to discuss - the title of this popular drama series on ITV:
MAPP AND LUCIA
'MA' PP AND 'LU' CIA
The JESUITS and the CIA.
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I had another message from RIMINGTON 'I just wanted to teach you what they are all like'...she was talking of the ILL...she was reframing her abuse of me as 'survival technique'...making me tougher...showing me how sick all of these people were, how any of them could be induced to torture/harass me...even those closest to me...my own family...my best friends...and so on...and they all did so...every one of them...they all mobbed me, stole from me, humiliated and harassed me...knowing that I was relatively defenceless...I could only employ my 'tongue' and 'wits', as a defence...against their almost continuous onslaughts, throughout my life.
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The network around DALDRY was 'buzzing'...with ILL members talking about making a run for it abroad because 'they can't catch us all, some of us may survive - we can take the money with us'...
It is really quite incredible...yes, you can try it but I do not rate your chances...the ILL are so sick in the head around money...particularly money that they have stolen...that they are quite prepared to risk their own lives as well as their families...their children...just to keep hold of their ill-gotten gains...this is a fascinating study in human psychology...just how 'sick' people can get, about money.
The ILL are now screeching 'the dirty bitch has got us and she knows it'...
Naturally, I am very grateful to the 'list-makers' for their independent perspective and judgement upon the situation...if I had compiled the list myself...would I have thought of ROWLING'S FATHER to top it? However, in retrospect...I can see that those who have done their research, have a clearer view of who harmed me the most...who robbed me the most and so forth.
The ILL network is now screeching 'the filthy bastards'...how funny...take a look in the mirror before you open your mouths again...
I can now see what RIMINGTON meant...she knew the ILL only too well...all of them...
Other notes:
I turned over the £5 note...to see the ILLustration of ELIZABETH FRY 1780-1845...maybe I hadn't seen this before...but there is a bunch of KEYS behind her...and the KEYS seem to have 1521 and 1251 as a design upon them...I wonder if there is a TEMPLAR date connected to these numbers?
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I have been puzzling over why my brother HUMPHREY and PETRONELLA were sitting together, in front of the fire...in my grandparents' living room at HILLHOUSE, COMBS...in my dream...after I had viewed that 'Armenian' swimming pool...or BALKAN-decor swimming pool, at any rate...
I then figured...perhaps he was 'running' her?
My whole family pitted against me...to shut me up...keep me quiet...
PETRONELLA looked like she was far too 'hot'...and that made me flashback to that bizarre situation at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...where TOMLINSON had taken me off for what even RIMINGTON described as his increasingly bizarre ways of reprogramming slaves...he had taken me into the countryside...encouraged me to attack him as much as possible...knocked me out...and then carried me to that 'bandstand' where he made a large log fire...and then he curled himself around me - made me lay down in front of him - closest to the fire...in the darkness...I began to SCORCH...and I told him so...I tried to make him move back a bit but he wouldn't at first...the idea was to scorch me...and I told him that if that was his intention, to think of the consequences...burns, scarring etc...
Anyway, the link to my brother HUMPHREY is bizarre...but the last time that I saw him...and that was probably before I started work at ACORN VILLAGES LTD...he had got a job in a hospital in LA...in 'admin'...it appeared to be quite an eclectic job and remit...he had to do all sorts of things...and ended up setting up databases for them...and doing stuff on their website...he became a 'manager' in the end...the bane of his life there...was his boss...who was a transsexual...the pair of them didn't get on together (the only two in that 'office') but apparently nobody got on with this transsexual and HUMPHREY worked hard...did what he was told to do...and so the whole thing worked...and then the transsexual left...and HUMPHREY got promoted...
Could that transsexual have been PETRONELLA or would that really be too bizarre?
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I am still trying to work out the ALBANIAN episode of THE SIMPSONS...as far as I can recall...nobody ever had an Albanian friend to stay...unless SHERA was really Albanian and not 'Persian'...
The BLACK DOUBLE-HEADED EAGLE of the flag shown in this particular episode...and the curious little boy who turns up as part of an 'exchange visit' to the SIMPSONS home...
This reminded me of a strange ALBANIAN young man...who turned up, whilst I was nearing my last year at HOTELU ASYSTENCKI...
I had decided to introduce MARK to GRIESZEK and TOMEK...at a newly opened pub, around the corner of HOTELU ASYSTENCKI...and it was called THE HOBBIT.
It was rather swish and pleasant...a large dancefloor in the middle...pinewood everywhere but very modern-looking...and the whole evening was very peculiar...
Firstly I told GRIESZEK that MARK had worked for the IRS/FBI and he went into a state of complete collapse...he kept moaning, with his head in his hands...then the rest of the pub began to do...what POLES often did...they love dancing...having all been taught ballroom dancing at school and one couple went onto the floor to dance to a popsong...then more joined...until the whole place was bopping around...TOMEK kept asking GRIESZEK to get up and dance but he wouldn't...I went up to dance...came back...MARK was gone...and then this strange ALBANIAN bloke started to dance...he was dancing with the men, then the women...and as he doing so...and we watched him...he was regaling the entire room with jokes and stories but in a threatening way - slightly sinister...he seemed to know a lot of people...and he called out to GRIEZSK and TOMEK in English...asking them 'do you think that I am strange because I dance with both men and women?'...GRIESZEK and TOMEK ignored him...they kept saying 'he is crazy, what is this place'...and then the guy came up to chat with us for a while...there was something not quite right about any of it...this guy had an evil intent but I couldn't work out what...because the evening was 'fun'...everybody was happy and dancing apart from GRIESZEK and a few others...but there was something so strange about that guy...and I wondered how MARK could have vacated the pub so quickly and easily without me spotting him go...one minute he was there and the next minute, he wasn't...
The other odd thing is...I wonder now...MARK had been deprogramming me, at this point in time...could it be possible that he WAS that strange ALBANIAN guy? My memory tells me that this guy was entirely different to MARK in just about everything...but on the other hand...and I think that PETRONELLA was there, at the time...this guy was her 'boyfriend'...
One could say that MARK was also about 5 foot 6, with dark hair...and a slim build...but there the resemblance ends...so he most probably wasn't this guy...but who was this guy? Why had MARK left without telling me? I figured he was loath to go out on his own after dark...it seemed odd that he hadn't asked me to go with him...even if it was only a short walk back to the hotel...
It WAS MARK wasn’t it? I remember, the very first time that I met him…he had a peculiar AMERICAN accent…which the POLES didn’t understand…they found him very difficult to understand…and when I pointed that one out…he told me that it was a Mid-West accent…and he was also a bit confused…didn’t he sound BRITISH? All of his American friends had told him that he had an ‘English accent’ to them…
So the ALBANIAN connection? Wasn’t PETRONELLA from there too?
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I forgot to mention that MARK appeared to be in the GREAT HALL of my father's chateau in VIEILLEY or in a similar sort of hall, at any rate...it looked remarkably similar...
Apparently the FRENCH POLICE have marksmen all around it...because some people had gone in there...unrecognisable to those around...i.e. not 'friends and family' who normally use that chateau...
so could MARK have installed himself in there, for XMAS?
It is easily possible...the ILL liked using that CHATEAU...all of the NAZIS liked it...and GEORGE MILLAR had made a big point of saying that he had heard that GERMANS now owned it, when he came to visit with VENEZIA...he didn't like Germans...not after WWII and that young French boy of the MAQUIS - being shot down, off his bike - as MILLAR and the boy, tried to cycle to safety...MILLAR escaped...but that one single memory broke his heart...he never got over it.
My parents do not appear to be going there for this XMAS...but who knows? They will be going to OF TIME AND CITY with DIRECTOR TERENCE DAVIES on the 14th DECEMBER...and so they will be in the UK until then, at any rate...
TOMLINSON is now saying upon the network to MANNINGHAM-BULLER, that they will now have to stop me, before I do their 'cause' any more harm...
It is an odd one...to know who is 'talking' and who isn't...because I was trained in what is a type of telepathic 'voice-throwing' i.e. you use somebody else's accent...to fool another...look at the website of birds...used in programing...there is a SIS bird which can imitate a lot of others...
Other notes:
THEODOPOLIS
This name kept coming back to me for some reason...and I kept saying it instead of FANI'S real surname which was PAPA something...because she had told me that her first name was a variant upon THEOPHANY...
The above is ILL code for:
THE 'O' DO PO LIS
As in OBENAUER 'does' the 'PO' LYS...meaning the female mind control slaves to be sexually abused and also the zygote slaves.
The GREEK connection appears to be quite important...particularly from PRINCE PHILIP'S point of view...as in his old arch-rival and 'best buddy' ARI. The ZEUS and HADES of the ILL CULT.
Other notes:
I still feel like that FBI-trained 'ADULT' 4-year-old sometimes - I have never lost contact with my anger or will to fight back...I keep on wishing that somebody will wave a 'MAGIC WAND' and cure my parents...I still 'want them back'...after all the terrible things that they have done to me...and my siblings...
I have been treated like a SECOND-CLASS CITIZEN and SERVANT of my family for so many years now...that eventually I began to feel like one...then I would grow in confidence and say 'they are just a dysfunctional family, that's all - it's not me'...all the time sitting upon the 'other side of the mirror'...all of that HORROR...
One has to say though...that one's parents are transient...you do not get them again in another life...they are only your 'parents' for one life...they are 'replaceable'...they are not that important in the scheme of things...as a soul...there are far more important things to consider...not least the fact that G-d is your only true PARENT...your earthly parents are temporal and of a short duration...
Looking at what COLLIE was up to, with the QUEEN'S WOMEN...and as HITLER knew, you cannot do anything in Society without the support of the womenfolk...and looking at HELEN BROWNE'S mother...who had left her husband by that point...and was working within the resistence, to the ILL CULT...one can see that the MOTHERS have rebelled...the OLD ORDER is now being over-turned...at least, I haven't lost my mother, necessarily but then I am not party to the whole picture at all...
Other notes:
A scholarly, Semitic-looking Jewish man, stopped me in JERUSALEM...he was in a very expensive car...and he asked me...in relation to the TALMUD open upon his knees...did I understand the law that whatever one does comes back upon one...I replied that I understood it very well...and that those who had done such terrible things to me...would have the same done to them...and their families...he nodded. The correct answer. He then asked me about my 'friend' SHARON - he queried the fact that SHARON was 'ORTHODOX' - naturally, I replied that he was...I had no idea...SHARON was walking up the other end of the road...I was going to meet him...the man then let me go.
THE LAW OF RETURNS. I was being asked if I fully understood the 'retribution' that would fall upon these people as a consequence of their actions...and I did. This has all become like DOGVILLE.
The point here is that the ILL have to be stopped - no doubt in my mind and there never will be. Whatever happens. Even in the worst case scenario of 'we may take out your entire family'...feel free. Whatever you think is the best way of ending this evil cult. I understand the costs.
One can see that in Italian societies...women are respected...mothers are loved...so different from TEMPLAR CULTURE and the idea of 'pregnant men'...
Other notes:
I have just received another THREATENING letter from BRITISH GAS:
NOTICE OF DISCONNECTION
A BRITISH GAS AGENT WILL BE VISITING YOUR
PROPERTY
"Your unpaid debt of £113.15 for electricity used at your property has been passed to a British Gas Field agent who will be visiting you in the next few days to collect it. You will be charged £50 to cover the cost of this visit."
I will put up this letter upon the INTERNET.
The ILL want to die fighting - they are so desperate to hang onto the money that they stole - isn't it piteous?
What will happen if the electricity IS disconnected from this flat? They can do it - feel free. Last time I disconnected the GAS from this flat - GAS prices rose by 40%. If the electricity is disconnected here - there will be BLACKOUTS all over the UK. It won't be just 'me' that suffers.
Other notes:
I shall SMASH both SAINTS bottles today…get things moving on a bit quicker…
Other notes:
Before I left FLAT 3 this morning…I smashed the ORANGE BOWL…this symbolically SMASHES PETRONELLA up entirely…she has ‘nowhere to go’ now…
NOTES CONT'D:
One of the 'magicians' was in contact with me, as I entered the LIBRARY and directed me to a book upon one of the stands:
HEART-SHAPED BOX
by JOE HILL
GOLLANCZ FICTION
ISBN 978 0 575 08186 4 00699
9 780575 081864
MARK had used this book as a 'curse' upon me - the worst thing that he could possibly do.
It has now been 'deactivated' and sent back upon him.
Bye Bye MARK.
NOTES CONT'D:
Another ILL message in my emailbox:
anisulmasari15 Urgent and call for more clarification 00226 78050119
NOTES CONT'D:
I have now broken the last 2 SAINT JOSEPH bottles – one behind the PARK HOTEL (where ARISTOCRACY stays when they are visiting i.e. MANNINGHAM-BULLER et al, stayed there in 1980)…and the second one between the APPLE ORCHARD (walled garden) OF DEATH in front of the LIZARD PROGRAMMER white clapperboard houses…I smashed it under the ROYAL ARCH of the Victorian railway bridge…which leads to the final programming trail…and the view of PHOENIX BRIDGE and MORRISONS beyond it.
Anyway, after I had done so…I saw various LOWRY types…packing their suitcases hurridly…in various OXBRIDGE colleges…not ALL SAINTS or ALL SOULS college, perhaps? Who knows…
I then came back to the LIBRARY…quite sure that I had now broken the power of the SAINTS and that all of the ILL CULT were now vulnerable to attack…nobody and nothing to protect them, anymore…
Other notes:
The LIBRARY posters have changed from the old QUICK READS ones…and the RAW LIBRARY ones…and we have a collection of 4 ADULTS and 2 children…in various poses, to advertise UK ONLINE CENTRES…the birds tell me that these people are all on a ‘hit-list’…one of them appears to be MARK’S father…they are all ‘favourite’ people of those in the ILL CULT…
Other notes:
SAINT JOSEPH
ESTATE BOTTLED
CAVE SAINT DESIRAT 2005
APPELLATION –SAINT-JOSEPH-CONTROLLEE
BOTTLED BY CAVE DE SAINT-DESIRAT
FO7340
3 331453 231213
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
JOHN was guiding me upon the last 'leg' of this horrible journey...'one more thing to do - go into the £1 shop'...I did so...and immediately saw what I had to buy...a golden orb made of wire and glitter and golden spray...with a golden BALL inside of it.
I took it home and smashed up the GOLDEN ORB and then PUNCTURED the GOLDEN BALL and cut it up...
This was the MASONIC GOLDEN BALL that nobody was supposed to buy in that shop...never mind destroy...RIMINGTON was also helping me...and I would like to thank everybody else...even though I do not feel emotionally, particularly grateful to anybody at present because of my dire circumstances...I can see that none of this would have been possible without a tremendous amount of help...and from every quarter...I am sure that I will feel much more emotionally thankful...later on but an unemotional 'thank you everybody, you made this possible' will suffice here.
Doesn't this sound like the British Comedy GONG AWARDS? Although I am NOT joking when I give my thanks to everybody for their hard work...it is just that the idea of getting a GONG for being 'funny' intrigues me...'satire' has always been the best way to bring down the ILL cult...so why do these comedians earn a GONG for it?
I was put into the GONG ROOM from...pretty much, birth...as far as I can see...my 'colours'...before anybody knew what I was about...(unless if the ROTHSCHILD is to be believed - or rather the RABBIS...they knew what I was all about)...
Anyway, getting a GONG seems to be not a good sign...didn't one comedian say that...JACK somebody... the comedian who then got work doing the PENGUIN commercials...but no more shows/TV appearances of his own...(I made mention of this very commercial to DALDRY in PRAGUE 1995).
'Thank you everybody, this means that I will NEVER work again'...
...and he didn't.
Does getting a GONG mean that you have been VETTOED because you made jokes against the ILL and it 'hurt'?
BRAVO. Brave people. Long live BRITISH HUMOUR/COMEDY/SATIRE - you name it...
CHECK those who received GONGS and didn't work again...particularly DALDRY'S favourite...the LANCASHIRE LASS...what was her name...all 'retired young'...VICTORIA WOOD...now that is a name to be conjured with...what is VICTORIA up to now? She was the 'funniest woman on Earth' to DALDRY...whereas I found her a little tiresome, as an actress...JULIE in the ACORN ANTIQUES series...was so much funnier...I used to crack up, in the way that she used to do things, in that 'highbrow' pawnbrokers shop...in the VICTORIA WOOD show...JULIE was the one thing...person that made me want to watch any of it....just for that sketch ( Victoria was boring)...and that is why I recommended JULIE WALTERS to DALDRY as his 'definitive actress' for BILLY ELLIOT...(I had even given him the name 'ELLIOT')...nobody else would do...'get her' or the whole production will be a failure...a pivotal figure...she can do that 'eye'...fixate the boy with her 'beady eye'...and tell him in no uncertain terms...that he is destined for greatness..(WALTERS always reminded me of VIRGINIA GRAHAM - my English teacher at Solihull 6th Form)....why I chose her...
This actress then became 'MRS WEASLEY' in the HARRY POTTER productions...
The whole TRADITION...which began in VICTORIAN times....to then start up again with PETER COOK who established his 'anti-establishment' club in the 60s...which became the talk of the town...but then got closed down...the very first STAND UP COMEDIAN venue...the first SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE prototype...but the ILL didn't like it that much...you could 'knock their puppets' i.e. their PRIME MINISTERS...but you did not knock anybody else...particularly NOT Royalty...or you got closed down.
PETER COOK is telling me ....and he wants you to know that this message is from 'beyond the grave' (in order to spook you all out)...that he had made a joke about PRINCE CHARLES on the toilet...and that was the simple truth behind the closure of his 'THE ESTABLISHMENT' - comedy club. I wish that I had seen it - did it include a valet with a bottle?
Other notes:
Back to 'bashing in the GOLDEN GLOBE and GOLDEN BALL'...and opening, the 'golden ball'...
Anyway, I thanked G-d for protecting me and guiding me throughout out...and opened the front door to release the negative energy.
I then went to clear up the kitchen...feeling so much better...however TOMLINSON then came onto the network...he was furious...
The young woman with the baby in the LIBRARY poster...was his wife...he was screaming that I had threatened her...
Not me...the MOB...but then I did contact them, didn't I? So you are blaming me again, for your entire life, are you? NOT a good way to go...
Let me make this quite clear - the CIA in SHANGHAI were NOT aware of what I was doing when in the G-D state...i.e. when in the state of seeing past/present/future and being able to change them.
The CIA guy...later stated...after we had made a few changes to his own future...that we could possibly change a lot of things to the 'good' in this world..I agreed with him. He then told me - 'you have already done that, haven't you?')
I had and admitted it. I didn't tell him what. He didn't ask me. I had also put in place, a backdoor code for myself...if MARK ever used anybody against me...whatever EVIL his family wanted...I would 'correct' it - I would 'correct' all future events...I had put in place a 'system' that I would 'correct' evil...that I would go 'back' to this place...again and again...to correct anything that was put in place to create 'evil events'...i.e. those to support the PAEDOPHILE CULT...until it was extinguished from this EARTH.
That is not just 'my voice' now...the MOB know everything...that is the voice of the MOB.
They control the UK FREEMASONS...their keys were not so hard to come by. They are just a bunch of YOBBO FOOTBALL hooligans...screaming upon a terrace...sick, stupid penises...that is how MARK saw them...he advised me to only think of them as that 'because that is all they are'.
Rather like that SICK, STUPID PENIS of UNCLE BOBBY and his mates...who decided to rape my sister...UNCLE BOBBY who then threw boiling custard into the face of his only grandchild and put her in critical ward for weeks...
I remember now...my mother coming back from the 18th birthday party of UNCLE MICHAEL'S daughter...or was it BOBBY'S retirement party...at any rate, MICHAEL and others were to tell her, after a few drinks 'you have no idea how sick (perverted) BOBBY is'...my mother hadn't a clue - she simply used to call him the 'marmot' because of he has the appearance of a large rodent and she didn't like his seedy, wheedling ways...underhandness and backstabbing...neither did the entirety of his staff at his retirement party...they all HATED him and made that one clear...
OTHER NOTES:
So you do not like the fact that your wife and child are on a MOB 'list' TOMLINSON?
The point here is that you pay back every single penny that you stole from me, TOMLINSON or everything is taken away from you (including your wife and baby) and then you lose your life...there are NO deals upon the table and you know it. CHOSE.
So TOMLINSON had set himself up with a new 'home-life' - I had found that out - early on but heard no more of it...and now we have a photograph of this 'wife' who is at least 30 years his junior...and their 'baby' who looks adopted...his 'wife' is rather dark and so is he...yet the baby looks suspiciously white...blue-eyed and podgy-faced...rather like myself as a baby...
I had a little 'contretemps' with him...he asked me 'you are not jealous, are you?'...how could I be jealous...I had to admit...that I had never 'felt' the way that he had wanted me to, about him.
...and that was something that I couldn't help - although I had 'grown' to love him - it wasn't a natural thing - I got 'used' to him, over the years - and loved him as one might a 'mad poodle' - and the 'sex' was obviously nothing between us i.e. whenever he managed to rape me, without RIMINGTON knowing...
If anything, it was his 'little boy alter' that I had loved and wanted to protect (the small child who had been so terrorised - I saw this 'alter' upon several occasions)...
On the other hand, I was furious that TOMLINSON had got out of it all so lightly...started up a new life...and left me in the lurch...nothing but harm comes to those around TOMLINSON...he should start to look at himself...get a bit more introspective and start dealing with 'consequences' of his actions...
I also looked at PETRONELLA downstairs...who is younger than me...who had believed in his 'loving, caring' attitude towards her...and I realised how both of us had been duped...
I then started to feel a bit sorry for myself...TOMLINSON...then MILIBAND...so many of them...loved me for a while...but in the end...I was the one who had been put into the GONG ROOM...and would end up alone...without a thing...and they all knew it...and did nothing to save me...their 'love' or 'care' meant nothing to me...it was purely sexual lust, at a young age...in 1980 and 'empty promises' given after that...although their 'obsession' with me was to continue...until 2001...MARR at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...and then SHANGHAI 2003...TOMLINSON telling MILIBAND that he could have me in his room but no SEX allowed...I was but a 'barbie doll' to them, which they all passed around to abuse..even though I didn't look remotely like one...the roots of it all, stemmed back to 1980...
TOMLINSON had used the fact that he had been passionately 'in love' with me in 1980 - as justification of his extreme abuse of me - he screamed at me for murdering his baby - for not caring at all about him etc... at the TEMPLAR CASTLE. He is a marginal personality - nothing more.
Other notes:
Anyway, I have now SMASHED THE SAINTS...and the GOLDEN ORB/BALL cult whatever...it is all looking a bit HARRY POTTER and the HORCRUXES isn't it? I wonder if the ILL CULT had set it up that way...to imitate the final book that they had written...
I have always been in possession of the CLOAK OF INVISIBILITY...that much is true...and now all of the HORCRUXES are down...and everybody knows what the CRUCIATUS CURSE was really all about...the OMEGA symbol and crucifixion...
CRU CIA T US...'cru' as in the 'first cut' i.e. French vineyard terminology - the first 'press' from the grapes is supposed to be the best wine...nasty.
Other notes:
Anyway, I then saw PETRONELLA out collecting her logs...and she looked different...she looked HEALTHY...the dark circles from under her eyes had gone...I instinctively waved and grinned...I cannot take this cult seriously anymore...she didn't wave back...she just looked at me but not in a 'nasty' way...and the oddest thing is...that I detected something 'psychic' in terms of MR PUTIN about her eyes...they were no longer 'dead'...
I wonder...this cult is dreadful...one can buy the keys to any of the 'cars' and run them...and perhaps he has now bought hers...at any rate...there wasn't a 'negative presence' behind her eyes anymore...but a positive one...
I told her, as I watched her (although naturally she couldn't hear me) 'I have saved your life PETRONELLA'...not that she would 'thank me' for it...but it is true.
All I can say is that if I haven't really slagged you off, in the process of this exposure of the ILL CULT then you are lucky...and yes, I did give her a hard time for being transsexual...whereas I had defended and protected my transsexual friend at DARTINGTON...because the amount of negative energy accrued in PETRONELLA was at scary levels...and until I knew how to deal with it...it was best to keep her at arms length and analyse her coolly...laugh at her...my best defence in keeping the ILL at bay...when they are attacking me.
That is pretty much what I did to DALDRY in PRAGUE about his closet homosexuality...I used it against him to the point where he started to bleat that I was homophobic...after I had tried to remember a long list of nouns for 'nonces'...which contained 'shirt-lifter' and so forth...which HEATHER KEMPSON had once come out with...a whole string of them...about 10 or more...as I was to coolly explain to him...I wasn't actually homophobic...this was simply a 'verbal fight' and I was going to win...and I would use his Achilles Heel which was his closet homosexuality...I was explaining it to him, all the way...as the programmers used to do to us...before they tortured us...my basic tack was..'I have nothing against homosexuals...but I am going to win this argument by any means that I can...and if that one 'floors you', then I will use it...' No holds barred...no QUEENSBERRY rules...as far below the belt as you can hit...a technique that has served me well, when in dire straits i.e. if that is going to bring my opponent down, I will use it'.
PETRONELLA had been sent against me as the most powerfully negative presence of the lot...because she couldn't obtain psycho-spiritual energy in the normal biological way (not that any ILL SLAVE can) but she had been blighted since birth...and so these transsexual people were then used as repositories of 'negative energy'...used for this very purpose...and so it became evident that I had to 'empty' her of this evil force...and I did, with the help of others who 'showed' me how to do it...
PETRONELLA was in precisely the same PREDICAMENT as RIMINGTON had been but for different reasons...RIMINGTON had been told that she was MAD, BAD and admirable for it...because she had PORPHYRIA and extreme bouts of madness...I can imagine that RIMINGTON has sympathies with PETRONELLA...she could see how PETRONELLA was going to end up in the same pigeonhole...
In ANTIQUITY and in folktales...folklore of various cultures...HERMAPHRODITES were venerated in most cultures...they were ALLOWED to grow up as a MAN/WOMAN...they were 'special people' who were normally associated with the TEMPLE...being 'wiser' than others...more in tune with the nature of human existence than most...they had the biggest insights into the human condition and were the best teachers...
NOT in today's Western Society...babies who are born HERMAPHRODITES are butchered from birth...forced to be of one sex or another...this is true GENDER bias...from the minds of people who cannot think OUTSIDE of the petri-dish...
Even worse...as my friend JAY was to tell me...even if you had been born a BOY but had some signs of female genitalia...the doctors/surgeons had this 'measure of MAN' in their heads...and MAN was born PERFECT...therefore any HERMAPHRODITE was IMPERFECT...and had to be 'doctored'...butchered...to be 'less than perfect' i.e. made into a FEMALE.
General medical consensus was to turn ALL hermaphrodites into FEMALES...because there was something 'wrong' with them...and therefore they couldn't possibly be allowed to grow up to be 'men'. They had to be forced to become 'women'.
People like my friend JAY then had to continuously go back to their 'doctor'...and particularly during adolescence...because JAY had begun to develop all of the secondary sexual signs of a MALE...hair on the chest, beard growth etc...she was therefore pumped with the female hormonal drug OESTROGEN...and told that she would have to have continual injections for the rest of her life...she was also given a 'special drug' based upon oestrogen in order to develop breasts. She hated having 'breasts'...she was a man and she knew it...but the doctors had decided that she wasn't...and from birth...and they would 'make' her into a woman...
JAY decided upon her chosen sexuality...lesbianism...considering that her body was telling her that she was a 'man'...and her mind also - despite the drugs...it was a natural choice...
However, things were not good in the lesbian community at college...SALLY MORGAN and SALLY TALLANT hated JAY...they treated her like 'scum' because she wasn't 'female'...whenever there was a 'lesbian night' at a pub...and the lesbian students attended...JAY was made to 'stand' by their corner...she wasn't allowed to sit down with them...
After I had heard all of this...and it had infuriated me...the one woman whom all of the lesbian crowd...really fancied...i.e. SARAH TURNER...and this made me a little machievellian in my dealings with SARAH (RIMINGTON was still going 'all guns' to try and make me turn 'lesbian' as befitted zygote slave status - no chance of me getting impregnated by the wrong 'guy' until they wanted to use me)...I played along with SARAH and then made JAY my best friend...because of the injustice of it all...it had made my blood boil. I was playing a dangerous social game and I knew it...SALLY TALLANT and SALLY MORGAN hated me for it...like poison...and took it out on me subsequently.
I thought I knew what I was doing then...but not so sure that I do now...I simply couldn't bear to see somebody so ostracised...so emotionally hurt (and I knew that I had a sizeable deal of 'social power')...and JAY was popular around college with the heterosexual students...not so much the women, quite a number of them were scared of her...but so many of the men adored her..and JAY told me that 'men' were like that...they were always 'sexually curious' (i.e. 'abusive bastards' was the implied inference)...but in general, at DARTINGTON, they genuinely liked her and were very 'fatherly' to her...particularly the older heterosexual men...they looked out for her...helped her out, where possible. One could see that they understood and sympathised...wanted to show her some sort of 'solidarity' - whether she wanted it or not.
Other notes:
How does one 'suck up the energy' into oneself? One doesn't have to do it in the 'orthodox' sexual way...spiritual energy simply needs to be sent up the spinal cord...to the brain...to the top of the head...there are ways and means to do it...even if they are not 'orthodox'...
I leave that one to the 'great magicians' outside of the ILL CULT... to tell me how...
Other notes:
SUNDAY MORNING...
I got some more 'flashes'...firstly from the murder scene of ROWLING'S father...
He had written out a full 'confessional' before he died...and had placed a small object that he used as a mind control command for J K ROWLING, upon it...a small ornament of GREEN JADE...so that she would 'see both sides of the mirror'...and then read what he had to say before he died...how she hadn't written a word of the HARRY POTTER books...how he had 'done it all for her' i.e. arranged the whole thing...
The POLICE have verified his handwriting with specialists. The letter wasn't left to prove that she wasn't the author - it was left as 'just retribution' for that evil, silly, weak-minded woman. I do not suppose that she will regain her 'sanity' for some while...
Now I am wondering ....am I the ghost of XMAS PAST or XMAS FUTURE here?
Has the above already happened or will it happen?
I could see it all quite clearly and it wasn't my 'idea' as it were...although naturally, I agreed with it.
I then saw TOMLINSON's living room...a gunman had entered...he shot the child through the head and then made his wife kneel in the centre of the room and shot her through the head...in front of TOMLINSON - who was cowering in a corner. He then shot TOMLINSON 8 times - in the arms and the legs. He then took several 'items' and left, with a woman. TOMLINSON was taken to hospital - where he was operated upon to take out the bullets. Another gunman then appeared by his bedside, later on and shot him through the heart.
I suppose that I have known full well what the MOB do and what they are capable of...since the very first time that I met FRANCO ZECHHIN. His photographs leave nothing to the imagination.
This is all getting like RESERVOIR DOGS isn't it? Turn the tape on and dance...as your 'target' slowly dies upon the floor...
I have no reservations or regrets for any of the above...these people are too evil for words and 'just retribution' had to come, sometime...and now it has begun.
Who else did I see...I cannot remember...anyway, I also saw the FRENCH POLICE shoot the wheels of the BLACK 4-WHEEL DRIVE down, outside my father's chateau...MARK and his companions, had just got into it...to drive off...they were then ordered by loudspeaker - to stand in the middle of the courtyard and to give their names...they all lied...they were then handcuffed and taken away...
Other notes:
I saw the ILL desperately trying to save face - their next plan?
Try to pay the MOB off - to get them to desist WITHOUT paying back the HARRY POTTER money...I saw the ASHKENAZIM GORDON family discussing this 'Daddy, we do not pay back SLAVE money, do we?' 'No but there is another way...'
There is indeed. The MOB would like you to know that they will accept any BRIBES on offer and then they will CONTINUE to demand the HARRY POTTER money.
Other notes:
The details upon two white tags upon the GOLDEN BALL...firstly:
"WARNING!
TO AVOID DANGER OF
SUFFOCATION KEEP THIS BAG
AWAY FROM BABIES, CHILDREN
AND PETS.
Pelase keep these details for future reference :
PREMIER DECORATIONS LTD. HA4 0EJ WL5"
The second tag has similar stuff upon it:
"PREMIER
CAT NO. D71
5 016971 100712
HANGING DECORATION CAM-00
IMPORTANT INFORMATION
FOR DECORATIVE PURPOSES ONLY.
NOT SUITABLE FOR USE IN PLAY
BY CHILDREN.
Please keep these details for future reference :
PREMIER DECORATIONS LTD. HA4 OEJ WL2"
Odd - how the WL2 and WL5 are different...why would that be?
Other notes:
This is something that could be likened to what PUBLIC HEALTH see as typical human behaviour in the face of a killer epidemic...ordinary people do not take extra-special precautions until it has really hit home i.e. one of their friends or family has got it...and this is how it will be with the ILL...they will not do anything about it until enough of them are DEAD...and this is the drill: take out their family, take away all of their ill-gotten gains e.g. offshore accounts...and then kill them afterwards - this is 'just retribution' for their crimes...a sort of 'double-whammy'...their family and their money is taken away first...and then they have to wait...
Other notes:
SLARTYBARTFAST...why are the ILL chanting that one?
Do I have the correct spelling?
At any rate, the guy with TWO HEADS...and I can remember TOMLINSON standing behind me...with his head above my shoulder...and in the mirror...I could see him to the left...anyway, I have since DECAPITATED him symbolically...his head has proverbially 'rolled' as the GOLLIWOG who moves though time and space...ha, ha.
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Additionally, MANNINGHAM-BULLER tried a really nasty mind control command down the airwaves last night...after I had found out about ROWLING'S father etc...she sent:
PARALYSE...
PA RA LYS...it is as it sounds...a 'paralysis' command for women programmed as 'sex/zygote' slaves...naturally I sent it back...
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I might add that the CIA viewed TOMLINSON'S death in SHANGHAI and approved...but then they pretty much 'approve' of everything that the MOB does (it is constantly 'in negotiation')...the ILL will find NO help from that quarter...or any other for that matter...the FRENCH POLICE and INTERPOL hate the ILL...one might go so far as to say the whole of EUROPE..
So ILL - who are ya gonna call, now?
Nobody is answering the phone...not even at those bombed out ASHEKENAZIM bases in Russia...nobody left...
I know that MR PUTIN is not 'duly sympathetic' with your 'cause' anymore...despite how 'diplomatic' he invariably is...
So ILL - you do not think that it is time to SETTLE UP YOUR BILLS to me, yet? How many of you will be left by the time that you get round to doing it? I do hope that you 'hold out' for as long as you can...
I do not suppose that SPIELBERG will be settling up his BILLS to me...but then UNCLE BOBBY was quite right...the pair of them are very alike in this way...SPIELBERG is so SICK around money...that he would rather see his entire family dead around him...and even then he wouldn't care...he would be simply trying to hold onto the stolen money...that is how all of the ILL are...they are obsessed with money...my father...the whole lot of them...and that is what will bring them all down...destroy them and their sick culture...
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I 'heard' PETRONELLA's thoughts...she knows that she is now free to go...her 'job' is done...it is now in the hands of the MOB...she doesn't have to worry anymore...MR PUTIN has released her...she now has his 'protection'. The photograph upon PRAVDA was the first step to letting her know that...PRINCE CHARLES will be 'dealt with'...by others.
I have noted before, that ANYBODY forced to live in this house...is always going to be more of a victim of the ILL CULT...than part of them...
Yes, TOMLINSON we are all 'crazy bitches'...ha, ha de ha ha...
So you are still alive then?
Therefore, I am a GHOST OF XMAS YET TO COME then...
Let me think...I 'felt' that the ROWLING death had happened...so this was the GHOST OF XMAS PAST...then we have the GHOST OF XMAS PRESENT...and then the FUTURE one...I cannot distinguish between the three, in terms of visions...
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MR TOM wanted me to look inside the middle draw of my chest of drawers, this morning...he managed to open that large oak drawer with his claws...quite a feat.
There was a row of COLOURS in there...from left to right:
DULL LIGHT GREY/GREEN trousers
POWDER BLUE wool jumper
BRIGHT YELLOW teeshirt
MIXED COLOURS Shetland wool jumper - mainly RAW LIBRARY DARK TURQUOISE...with BLACK...PURPLE..LILAC...ROYAL BLUE...a little bit of FAUN...and so on...
SUNSET PINK teeshirt
What can one make of that 'colour assembly'?
It was the SUNSET PINK that caught my eye...the idea of the soul going back into that sunset and to G-d...
So is this a 'ladder' of sorts...from HELL to HEAVEN?
The middle two colours...are the colours of this HANGMAN'S FLAT...YELLOW and SKY BLUE...
So we have a strange mixture of EVIL here...from the GREY/GREEN to the SUNSET PINK...
I suppose the GREEN is an approximation of the ANAL/URANUS GREEN...
Within this flat...I am sitting in the EYE OF THE STORM...
The SHETLAND JUMPER interests me:
JAMIESON'S - NATURALLY SHETLAND - MADE IN SHETLAND ISLES, SCOTLAND - 100% PURE NEW WOOL.
RIMINGTON saw the pure new wool symbol as being symbolic of the ILL CULT.
TOMLINSON told me that the TEMPLARS all bought their jumpers in the same places...I have one of my father's on at present...it is a:
LAWRENCE J SMITH - again SHETLAND ISLES...PURE NEW WOOL etc...
The long-sleeved SUNSET PINK teeshirt is from DOROTHY PERKINS...where I bought my 'slave' dress...or a copy of it (in HARWICH - part of the Co-op)...and also a PAT ANDREW dress in the above murky RAW LIBRARY turquoise mainly... with a black, dark pink/magenta and white design upon it...
Let me detail all items:
GREY/GREEN TROUSERS: JOIE DE VIVRE - size 12 F3068251 (bought secondhand at SAINT BARNARDOS)...I keep spelling BARNARDOS as 'baran' for some reason - as in RAM in Hebrew.
POWDER BLUE JUMPER (my mother's cast-off, I shrunk it into 'felt' in the wash)...JAEGER - 100% CASHMERE - made in Great Britain - L.
YELLOW TEE-SHIRT - CHEROKEE ESSENTIALS - Tescos.
The other two, are as above...the DARK BLUE/TURQUOISE jumper and the SUNSET PINK teeshirt...
I have worn the powder blue jumper quite a bit...the rest, very rarely...and the SUNSET PINK teeshirt...NEVER.
One can imagine that it will be contaminated with that 'dye/drug' used to separate the soul from the body.
This TEESHIRT is of a rather 'posh design' - although it was in the sale for less than a fiver...it is long-sleeved...and has a very wide neck...a sort of M & S quasi 'sophisticated' look...the neck is rather like a 'cowl' in that it has quite a bit of loose material in it...which folds back over into the neck...so that the front of the neckline...hangs out a bit...
I do not know why I have never ever worn it...but anyway, I am now going to throw it into the bin...and it is done...in the bin.
I heard upon the network that a 'sick sacrifice' is attached to this particular 'colour' and in this flat...the MASONS and their 'rite of ANDROMEDA'...now one of their own daughters will have to be 'chained to the rock'...and 'eaten' by the sea monster...I had no idea just how SICK Freemasonry is in this country...
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I am beginning to get a better idea of what TOMLINSON was up to at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...whilst buggering and abusing children to death...he was claiming to be a 'good person' who was working in the BEKS sect to redeem ISLAM...
He then proceeded to try to BIND me to him, in as many ways as possible...even making me drink blood from his chest...his thinking behind this was...that I would pull him through...we 'shared' the same breath and blood...I was his 'meal ticket' or 'travel ticket' out of here...
Last night - I SUCKED my breath out of him...he is now but a HOLLOW BEAST...anybody can kill him.
At 16 years old...I can now understand my reluctance to give him the 'kiss of life' as he lay dead upon the floor of this flat...after RIMINGTON and SCARLETT had hung him...
However, I had no idea of the 'black magic' implications...they were ordering me to do it...and I complied...now I can see the idea behind this was that my soul would 'protect' him...and it did...not anymore...I am much older and wiser now...
With my protection - TOMLINSON thought that he could play the DARK KNIGHT game and win...against PRINCE CHARLES - he would then become 'ruler' of the UK and beyond...
However, he abused me in such terrible ways and for all of my life...that once I had seen 'everything' in SHANGHAI...I knew what was to be done...how to 'fix' it all...make it right again.
I still cannot get my head around what a monster that man is...how he could 'date' me at ESSEX UNIVERSITY whilst forcing me through the most horrific abortion as a 'green goblin' figure, with his mates...and I even felt guilty about chucking him...because I was a 'nice person'...
The MOB will deal with PRINCE CHARLES...TOMLINSON is now out of the running...the whole DARK KNIGHT/BATMAN game is over.
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The scene that I saw of TOMLINSON'S wife and toddler...I think that this needs a little further analysis:
At no point did TOMLINSON try to stand in the way of events...he didn't even cry out - just in case the gunman turned the gun upon him. I would have thought that most men would attempt to get in between a gun man and their child...or their wife...he made absolutely no attempt to do either - he just cowered in a corner of the room...and watched as his child had its brains blown out...and then watched as his wife was forced to kneel in front of her dead child...and then her brains were also blown out. TOMLINSON did NOTHING...at all.
That is the type of vicious COWARD, that this man is...and I am willing to bet that ANDREW MARR would have done the same...as would countless other 'TEMPLARS'...
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After having another cold time...standing in the bath, pouring jugs of hot water over myself, from the tea urn...I decided that surely...I must have finished now...in this flat...the whole BATMAN/DARK KNIGHT saga has truly bit the dust...what else could there be...
I then thought that I needed a spell in a decent hotel...and thought 'I need money for the CLIFF HOTEL..' it would be the best place to stay over Christmas...
I cast my mind back to 1980...when MANNINGHAM-BULLER and PRINCE PHILIP had 'rescued me' off programming - to ask me to spy upon the GOLDEN CHAIN i.e. SCARLETT and RIMINGTON...naturally I was in no position to refuse.
They had let me spend the night at the hotel...and the linen was so clean, freshly laundered and ironed...it looked brand new...this massive comfy white pillows and sheets upon the bed...it was pure heaven and I slept deeply...long and hard...and I didn't get up in the morning...not as early as they would have liked...they could wait...I would enjoy this short spell of luxury...
Eventually, I did get up and MANNINGHAM-BULLER was acting very harassed...surely I knew that I should have got up earlier...the problem was...that they had made excuses to get me off training for 24 hours...but had to get me back in time before I was 'missed'...I didn't care either way...
I can now see what was going on...what MANNINGHAM-BULLER and PRINCE PHILIP didn't know...was that GRINDELWALD...who was the main influence upon DUMBLEDORE...was in fact, PRINCE PHILIP'S own son...PRINCE CHARLES, who had exerted an undue influence upon the middle-class SCARLETT (outcast) at SANDRINGHAM...
The pair of them (MB and PRINCE PHILIP) had no idea that they were up against PRINCE CHARLES...they simply figured that this was a 'revolt in the ranks' of BRITISH INTELLIGENCE...
Why had PRINCE CHARLES supported this revolt? He was best friends with SCARLETT at the time...or very close friends...after college...and they had a plan...to create a mind control HIVE of this country...
Additionally, MARK'S people knew (and made a video, stating this)...that PRINCE PHILIP didn't trust or like his son...he thought that his daughter...his favourite child...would make a much better MONARCH. PRINCE CHARLES had obviously got wind of this move and was trying to counteract it - by joining the rebel faction.
This casts an entirely different complexion over the trajectory of the MONARCHY...and as early as 1980...PRINCE PHILIP was trying to get his daughter installed upon the throne...and that would have meant that her PROGENY would have been the next in line for the CROWN, after her...and not LADY DIANA'S children...I cannot remember if she had had any by 1980...but she probably had...
CAPTAIN MARK PHILIPS was head of the RA CULT for a certain period...his children would have been subsequently in line for the BRITISH CROWN...and not PRINCE CHARLES'...and PHILIPS was an 'out' JEW...so there would naturally have been the 'divorce' and re-marriage...the PRESS would have been 'cautioned' not to talk about ANNE'S children as of ASHKENAZIM descent...
So much about the ROYAL FAMILY is 'closet', isn't it? Closet Ashkenazim...closet gays...closet lesbians...closet NAZIS...closet SATANISTS...closet porphyriacs (not that there is necessarily any connection between these categorisations)...
At any rate, this is what I had subconsciously picked up...as I began to write HARRY POTTER in the early 1980s...
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The interesting point about MARK'S hijacking of the last book...and the TEMPLARS' writing it...is that he had changed things around a bit...
To my mind...VOLDEMORT was TOMLINSON in his evil alter...as the GOBLIN...as the programmer who was continually sending me into NDES and OBES...'flights of death'...
However, in the TEMPLAR CASTLE charade...MARK and his programmers were trying to reframe MR PUTIN as VOLDEMORT...along with his sidekicks...TOMLINSON and MILIBAND...because PUTIN arrived, flanked by the two of them...and so I am assuming that he was now to be VOLDEMORT...still not quite sure, though...
I can remember MARK shouting down the corridor...MR PUTIN had missed his cue...MANNINGHAM-BULLER was screaming as BASSNETT tortured her at the top of a few stairs...MR PUTIN then arrived at the door, with a quiet smile on his face...he had obviously decided to 'enjoy' this farcical programming drama...I was busy telling myself 'I am not here'...and trying to ignore everything...as HARRY POTTER...whilst someone rather like MARTIN AYRES was looking like a frightened rabbit, by my side...and then something big and dark...hit the window but I cannot remember any more after that...it shattered the glass...
I wonder how many others...they put through this drama as HARRY POTTER? Or was it only me?
Anyway, I am also relatively sure that NICHOLAS HYTNER was one of MARK'S top programmers...
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So - why am I still here? Surely this is the end of the whole lot...this whole pack of cards has come tumbling down...or it is now falling, at any rate...my 'role' in this charade as the 13TH ONE, must now be truly over...
GRINDELWALD/DUMBLEDORE/VOLDEMORT as in PRINCE CHARLES/SCARLETT/TOMLINSON now have a new and unexpected ADDED dimension to their little drama...the intrusion of the MOB.
MARK had decided to call me a 'free radical' in his scripting of the future...but was he prepared for the 'free radical' entrance of the MOB, into his little drama? I think not...
...and that ghastly little 'British Council' creep upon the plane to CYPRUS had spat that 'there are TOO MANY agencies in on this'...
Why not? The more the merrier...a lot more gets exposed...more of the ILL get 'dealt with'...why not?
Just blow it all wide open...invite EVERYBODY to 'my party'...for that is what it is becoming...'and I can cry if I want to'...even until EASTER...(SIMPSONS)...
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Why did MANNINGHAM-BULLER and PRINCE PHILIP pick me to spy upon the newly-formed GOLDEN CHAIN?
It must have been because of my ability to ACT...to GO BEYOND THE CIRCLE...as in FBI training...and this was made transparent to MB - during that overpowering of MICHAEL the head FORT MONCKTON programmer...everybody else, including MB/SCARLETT/RIMINGTON couldn't break the circle...they all stood there like statues, around the MASTER PROGRAMMER...whereas I could walk away from the circle...get the handcuffs and give them to MARR and his mate, who were holding MICHAEL down...with their eyes tightly shut.
This was hellish position for me to be in...particularly during that WICCA MAN rite upon the Solihull parkland...only I could run towards the flaming structure and try to push down one of the supports, until one of the master programmes got me from behind...the rest of them were standing stock still in the field...like statues.
Yet this is all about mind control...to GO BEYOND THE CIRCLE and setting oneself free is all about the power of belief...that one is NOT robot...or a demonic slave, or whatever...
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So what am I going to do now? Wait here until some tyke from BRITISH GAS tries to force entry into this flat...this is intolerable...
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MARK is obviously upset that I have 'upset' his film...I still cannot quite get his number...he is also as sick about money as they come...he had no interest in helping me financially at all...it was to be enough...that I would have a hand in bringing the ILL CULT down...and a major role, at that...
I am beginning to get the MARK PHILIPS thing now...and why MARK was pushing that angle...
Anyway, I am sure that MARK has spent most of his money or that of other people, upon the CERN PROJECT...which is now 'going nowhere'.
TOMLINSON's idea was that he would employ PETRONELLA to do his dirty work for him i.e. to murder PRINCE CHARLES...and then be murdered herself, presumably...I do not suppose that TOMLINSON would have let her live after that...he would have thrown her to the wolves.
So TOMLINSON must exert quite an undue influence over the MITTALS then...not your VIZIER is he?
TOMLINSON couldn't think 'outside of the circle'...he had to 'bond' with somebody like me...in order to get through and WIN the DARK KNIGHT game...he was 'bound by the circle' like everybody else at POWERGEN, during that coup against MICHAEL. He could walk a way into it (with his eyes closed) but not outside of it...
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I then got a short burst of a transmission that sounded like MARK in a babyish voice...he was saying, in relation to CERN...'we need to get off this planet'...
Look MARK, I do not need any 'ALIEN AGENDA' bollocks, at this point in time...leave off.
Maybe he really does believe that he is an 'alien' now...it is all rather worrying but then I realised that this is in fact, the 'radio voice' that is played to the TEMPLAR microchipped slaves.
This is their ALIEN BABY G-D speaking...that is what it sounds like - a babyish voice - subliminally, for most of them, I would suppose...
The basic underlying message is: 'give me your money for the CERN PROJECT so that we aliens, can go home'...
It is all a LIE - smoke and mirrors...give CERN your money and you have bought the human race a one-way ticket to HELL.
I forget what MARK was actually saying at the TEMPLAR CASTLE - through the rather grotesque and lifelike BABY god in its cradle...to the TEMPLARS as they paid homage...but it is more than likely to have been a sort of 'deal' in terms of 'I will save the human race if you help us with the CERN PROJECT'...rather like my father's initial conception of the 'horned alien devils' who were in fact, 'good guys' who had offered to save the human race but their 'offer' had been rejected...therefore, we were all going to die...ALL programming...but his 'dark alter' believed it.
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I have just 'seen' TOMLINSON who appeared to have locked himself in the RADIO ROOM of MI6...blubbering down the network...he then went to check out his 'illegal accounts' upon a computer...and found to his horror...that they were being drained. Literally, before his eyes. CREDIT CRUNCH was the term that was used for this 'command'...as the figures went down and down and down...one account then went into the RED...and continued to drop.
One can see that TOMLINSON is now no longer allowed to pay me back the money that he stole from me - that 'chance' has now been taken away from him. Sorry 'old man' - you have really had your chips.
I guess that TOMLINSON is being made an example of...you will all go the same way...if you do not pay back the money now. TOMLINSON's fate is sealed - along with the fate of his new 'family'. That is the POWER of the MOB in the 21st Century.
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Thinking back...and with a certain sense of 'gallows humour' about watching the destruction of TOMLINSON and his family...
I figured that every woman who uses 'dating agencies' should add this question to their bottom of their list:
If a gunman broke into our house - would you step in front of us, to shield your wife/partner and your child/children...and/or open a 'discussion' with the gunman in an attempt to save our lives? Yes/No.
I can have no more 'respect' for TOMLINSON in any shape or form - ever again. That 'scene' told me more than I ever needed to know, about his 'character'.
I wonder how the other TEMPLARS will fare? Once they have been put through the above psychological 'tests'?
ETI'S accounts are now being drained...
So DALDRY - how do you feel about your 'pouffant with a bouffant' now, then? I guess you have got the picture that he would NOT stand in front of you either - even if you were a PREGNANT MAN.
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In respect or rather with disrespect to the MICROSOFT card games upon this computer...MARK had told me that part of the ILL game was to have a 'winning score' in two of the games, in terms of percentiles.
Now I have been playing SPIDER SOLITAIRE for some time this morning...dare I say it ...about 20 games...most of which I have won...some of which I have 'won' but only after backtracking...and only 1 that I have lost...and yet there is NO CHANGE in my percentile score...it is stuck at 63%
I can therefore guess that this is all about MARK...he figured that I was only allowed to live until I was 63 years old...there will be some sick correlation here...this computer is FIXED...his little game was RIGGED from the very beginning...WATCH YOUR BACK, MARK...you little robot...I am NO robot and I will NOT die at a pre-allocated day, date, year. Enough said.
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MADE IT TO 64! HA HA...
Once you expose the ILL...they have to give way - through sheer embarassment.
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SUNDAY EVENING...
There is a light on in the very top room of what appears to be ESPLANADE HOUSE...I was told that when that light was on...that the ILL would be programming that house...
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It is nearly 6pm and my parents will be in HARWICH FOR THE 7pm TERENCE DAVIES 'talk'...therefore they may try to 'drop by' in the next half hour...I will NOT let them in.
Last time they brought SUSANNAH which I didn't mind at all...but I have no idea, in terms of who else they might bring...e.g. the FISHWICKS...or even worse...that PAEDOPHILE 'social worker'...who accosted me at their house...waiting to try and bully/browbeat me into their 'care'...apparently there was a whole 'posse' of them waiting in the kitchen upstairs. I stayed in the hall.
The man smirked and whined at me 'don't you want to shake hands'...as though I were a child...I put on my best 'upper middle class' accent...and pretty much told him where to go...however, I did shake hands with him...and immediately 'knew' that he was one of the PAEDOPILE GANG...I only shook his hand, to show that I wasn't 'mad'...he was a friend of the FISHWICKS.
I do not think that anybody has any doubts about my 'sanity' now...and I do not have to 'prove' it by shaking hands with paedophiles, any longer.
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MONDAY morning...
I had a very odd dream last night...I had joined a 'COLLEGE' of types but it was also a 'school'...I had a maths lesson to go to but I wanted to have a SWIM in the sea, beforehand...it was a hot day and the school/college was above a beach...
I met several people who 'lived' together and hung out there...some of them gave me various pieces of advice...HELEN BROWNE was there, although she didn't speak to me...
The person who I immediately recognised was someone that I had only met once...and on holiday in GREECE when I was about 19 years old and had just finished my A LEVELS...my brother's best friend JOHN...or rather they had become 'best friends' whilst working in GREECE for a multi-millionaire called SPIROS who ran a travel company...
This man had connections to their 'schools' and to OXBRIDGE...HUMPHREY was going to OXFORD...whilst JOHN was going to CAMBRIDGE...this was their 'gap year' before starting at University...the reason SPIROS had been given their names...was because they had both done CLASSICS at A level...hence they knew Ancient Greek but couldn't speak a word of Modern Greek...
SPIROS offered them (and a couple of other boys) a job - at his travel agency...they were to act as 'couriers'...their only job was to meet new guests at the airport and to take them by taxi, back to their hotel.
I turned up in ATHENS with HUMPHREY'S only friend from school...and from way back...SIMON LYONS from LANGLEY JUNIORS...
We were taken to this house that was falling down (where the boys lived - about 4 of them)...it was literally dangerous...the front door was on its hinges...it wouldn't close...the first floor wasn't reachable...because apparently an earthquake had hit the house and the outside staircase to the upper floors...was hanging off the side of the building...unusable - and no interior staircase - a full ceiling over the ground floor. There was a large RAT that lived in the kitchen.
JOHN had a slight limp 'one leg shorter than the other' - looking back on this all now - he rather reminded me of IVAN DUBCEK.
I can now see that this 'holiday' - had been entirely planned as a 'programming event' which I hadn't particularly wanted to go upon but SIMON LYONS' parents wanted him to travel with somebody and so my parents pushed me into it...paid the fare.
From the terrible thunderstorm, as the plane got to ATHENS...it then had to circle interminably...until it was hit by lightning...and everybody seemed to think that the lightning had gone through me...to the visit to KNOSSOS to see the SNAKE goddess...which I did alone...I was being 'framed' as a SNAKE...I had my 'I' in my head...I could think outside of the CIRCLE...
MANNINGHAM-BULLER was then to dress me up as this CRETAN goddess...with the two little snakes wound around my arms and make me walk around a small chapel...at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...her idea was that the snakes would bite me to death but TOMLINSON told me that the poison sacks had been removed...
Anyway, back to the dream...
I met this JOHN in my dream and he decided to befriend me for a while...he introduced me to his 'group'...I had a big black bag of belongings which I left in the common room...rather like my huge long 'sausage' of a black holdall...which I bought in PRAGUE to take the main bulk of my clothes back...via TNT deliveries (they were the cheapest service).
Another woman began to tell me about how to get along with the rest of them...how they tended to cook...what they tended to cook...it was a self-catering flat in a large building (must have been the TEMPLAR CASTLE at some point)...they all then disappeared off for a while...I was left in the common room...
There was a GREEN PEN - a large one, upon the table...it was leaking clear fluid onto the table...I picked it up and drew a CIRCLE...and realised that having drawn this GREEN circle...that a MIRROR appeared as the CIRCLE...what a fascinating pen...as if it had emitted a pool of MERCURY but it wasn't Mercury...it was like a real mirror...
Another guy came in and showed me how to make a 3D BALL with the pen...which he could then use to see things in...
I then decided to go off for a swim - rather than attend any 'lectures'...I had a MATHS lesson at that point but couldn't be bothered...
I wonder now - was the above, at the TEMPLAR CASTLE? It is most likely covering some 'programming' up...the CIRCLE...
CIRCLE = MIRROR/WONDERLAND
You could make this CIRCLE into 3D WONDERLAND...you could create your own little CIRCUS of people...in their own little world...with this GREEN pen...and that is what MARK ROCKEFELLER had done...this is how this group of top programmers, saw themselves...as GODS and CREATORS of new 'worlds' of slave rings...
I woke up this morning...furious...after that dream...these people were NOT gods...they were grunting pigs...whining dogs...just like the DOCTORS who had viewed me and what I could do, at my parents' chateau. Whenever I think of that event now - it horrifies me - it disgusts me. That sick man NALLAN...and his colleagues...all grunting hogs...'this is how far our research has progressed'...and then MIMI, the only non-doctor there...telling me 'you are a very clever little girl'...I was in my 30s and deeply affronted at the time...but wisely chose not to show it...there were too many 'of them' around...these blinkered BORG robots...who thought that they were 'gods'...that they had the power of 'gods' because they had enslaved me...and could use me for this 'ability'...
If there was ANY god in that hall - it was ME and not them.
They should all have been WORSHIPPING me (if they had any sense) rather than trying to run me as a slave. I looked at them - they were repulsive to me - animals. They had raped, battered and abused me from babyhood - and now they were treating me as a 'curio' in one of their 'shows'. I could read their minds - I could change their futures - and the pigs grunted around me as if THEY were the gods...disgusting.
I was one of those who was 'outside of the circle'...unlike RIMINGTON/SCARLETT etc...I had a talent that extended far beyond 'seeing the future'...I could make it happen. MARK couldn't. None of the rest of them could...not MARK, not RIMINGTON, not TOMLINSON, not DALDRY...they should have been on bended knee before me...
So, for that matter should CHARLES SAATCHI...I had a look in his mind, last night...
I was curious about why he, of all people, hadn't paid back the money that he had stolen from me...as they all had...they all had a 'cut' in the HARRY POTTER money...
SAATCHI was as programmed as the lowliest slave...if not more so...these are the cached groups of files in his mind - the general gist was this:
I cannot pay her back her money until after the SHOAH has happened. We have brought it down upon ourselves.
We are the CHOSEN ONES - we are supposed to treat the gentiles as SLAVES.
The idea of 'chosen ones'...it was a large cached file in his mind...and so I deleted all of the above COMMANDS from his mind...so I shall be interested to know the effect...not least the 'knock-on' effect of this manoeuvre...he will radio it out to his network...
I can now see how programmed this 'programmer Ashkenazim class' were...they were programmed to bring the SHOAH down upon their heads...they were programmed to 'steal everybody else's money'...
The USBORNE 'princess posy' book is now making a lot more sense...the idea being that she gets her money back from the thieving 'magpies' (Ashkenazim) and then hives off with it to an Eastern looking palace...one could say the KREMLIN or TURKEY...either or...if it was to go to the KREMLIN...we can say that the 'DEMONS' in the mountains - i.e. ASHKENAZIM there, were hoping to bank it all...but they are now sorely depleted and their PARAMILITARY bases are gone...so this particular script...doesn't hold the same resonance, as it would have done before...let us say that the SITUATION and CIRCUMSTANCES have been changed...
Anyway, the very idea of the CHOSEN ONES...those like MYSELF...JOHN WATERS...MR PUTIN...we are the chosen ones...and none of us are ASHKENAZIM...apart from Putin's mother...the Ashkenazim should go on bended knee to us all...and to the others who are like us...we are the 'closest to G-d'...we were allowed so much power from HIM...because HE knew that we would use it wisely...
On the other hand, one could simply say that certain children/young people were chosen early on to be FBI trained...we were deemed to be those who didn't want power...it would be thrust upon us...we were 'natural leaders' but didn't want the role...that way...it would be unlikely that we would become tyrannical or meglomaniac...as most of the ILL are...they would murder their own mother...trample their own spouse and children, to get on in the ILL world...
In fact, I can remember JOHN SCARLETT saying as much to me in 1980...he wasn't any good at power...it had utterly corrupted him - he had wanted power over others and I didn't - I was luckier than him...
This was something in SAATCHI's mind too...'the Jews are totally CORRUPTED now'...he believed that there was no hope for them at all...hence the SHOAH...yet last night...I could see that it was simply PROGRAMMING...cached files of commands, in his brain...his thoughts around these subjects were 'files'...
As a LOEHR KEY RAB IT...one can see a lot more than most...
Other notes:
During the above dream...I appeared to have a 'dream within a dream'...and it was of my grandma CLAYTON...she appeared all in GOLD...even her skin was GOLD...but it was all programming and rather frightening...she was in some terrible alter...and she was singing a song that she often sang...I find it difficult to remember the words now but the general gist was this:
'...will you come back and marry me? Bobby Bobby Shafter'...
Now I remembered it from my dream as BOBBY...but in fact, I am sure the word in the song is BONNIE...
I forgot to mention another dream, I had had a few nights ago after remembering about HELEN'S house in MARKET HARBOURER...in this dream, I confronted my mother with it and she was so shocked...horrified that I had found out...and I asked my sister what she felt about the whole thing...and she told me...'I just hope that I don't get the nightmares again'...and I saw in her mind UNCLE BOBBY CLAYTON...the extreme abuse that he had put her through, whilst she was in that house, on her own...after leaving University...
Anyway, a few years ago...my mother mentioned that HELEN 'of course, she had to go up to NORFOLK and then...' she appeared to be unsure of precisely where HELEN had gone and then mentioned MARKET HARBOURER...
I queried my mother...to my knowledge, HELEN had only had one friend in her life...whose name was ALYSSA and she had been living in INDONESIA for the past umpteen years - who was HELEN visiting in NORFOLK, then?...my mother obviously didn't want to lie...she wouldn't answer...she kept trying to change the subject and then got annoyed...she had forgotten that I wasn't supposed to know about HELEN'S house...HELEN had obviously gone up there to check up on it, after the last tenants had moved on...
Additionally, I remember talking to MARK about ALYSSA...we often chatted during those months at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...and the thing that had put a question mark over ALYSSA'S head was that my brother EDWARD had assured me that she was 'mad'...I laughed and said 'eccentric'...she was just an upper-middle class girl, who was a bit odd...she loved the pop group, the ENNEAD (which most people had never heard of) and had no other friends...rather like HELEN...but ED wanted to impress the point upon me...'no, no, she really is MAD'...as in not 'sane'. I asked him for examples - he told me to watch her - but I never saw her that often - she hardly ever came round to our house.
A LYS SA...had been allowed to escape the ILL net...had made it to CHINA and then to JAVA...where she had managed to have two children...I wonder if she was one of those 'women who got away'? (As in the novel in the PENGUIN GREAT LOVES series).
MARK heard the name and that was enough for him...he gave his secretive smile...
The 'birds' tell me that TOMLINSON'S new 'wife' is also called ALYSSA. So what is in this particular name?
Anyway, getting back to the GOLDEN ALTER of grandma and her relationship to BOBBY ...something very odd was going on there...
BOBBY was devoted to his mother...and she had spoiled him...he had really turned to the 'bad'...
BOBBY was to sexually abuse HELEN horribly...and he will do the same to his grand-daughter FREYA...he has already put her into hospital as a toddler...with third-degree burns. The main point about these PAEDOPHILES is that they tend to be incestuous...they tend to abuse within the family, rather than going outside of it.
As RAY FISHWICK had said on a beach to my father...pointing to two teenage girls and then to his own toddler girls 'you don't need to go outside, just GROW YOUR OWN'.
This is the mentality of these men - they believe that it is entirely legitimate to have children, with the sole intent of abusing them, in any way that they wish - and then selling them on, into ROYAL ILL slavery.
The ROYAL ILL system appears to decree that ALL of their children are 'slaves' to the CROWN until they are 'bought back' from the system...although, once they are under mind control - they are never really 'bought back'...in real terms, they are simply 'less abused' and allowed to have a relatively happy, wealthy life after programming.
J K ROWLING burst into tears - near to the end of programming...in a classroom...once she realised that we were all WHITE SNAILS in COLLIE'S terms...and all servants/slaves of the CROWN...she blurted out that she wasn't...her DADDY had paid to get her out...hence the big BIRTHDAY CAKE celebration...(along with JACKIE ASHLEY - her father had also bought her out of the system)...but that was not to be...and she was told to sit down.
All I can deduce is that my parents had decided NOT to buy me out of the system...a system that I had continuously rebelled against anyway...I wouldn't be 'programmed'...and I was then relegated to SLAVE status in my family and Society at large.
However, that SLAVE status had started young and was apparent, by the time I was 10 years old...in the last year of LANGLEY JUNIORS...where I was allocated the worst ILL COLOUR coding, of the lot...I had been marked out as a slave, as early as 10 years old.
All of those years...my parents telling me that I hadn't earnt enough money to get a mortgage...I had to match the money that they would put down...yet I rarely earned more than £5 p.h - until I started to EFL teach abroad...there was no way that I could afford a mortgage on that...nobody could...all the time...they told me what a failure in life, I was...how my siblings had all earnt their £20,000...it was all a lie...they had given so much more to the rest of them and for years - before the others had earnt a penny of their own money...although I didn't care, at the time...I didn't want their money or their 'sickness'...when one is young, it is much easier to be poor...it is only as you get older...that it hurts...the social stigma of being old and poor...and the fear of needing medical/dental treatment that you cannot afford...
Additionally, my father had told me after programming at 16 years old...that I would now work as a slave to PAY for the education of my siblings, who were all being educated privately...
I still cannot understand how my parents can live with themselves, for the above...I simply do not understand it. I suppose that they are simply low-lifes...too scared to buck the system...the ILL SYSTEM that they upheld and believed in...or else one can say that like SAATCHI...these people are just programmed ROBOTS...they have no 'free will' and I have free will...the freedom to act, rather than to simply follow orders.
Other notes:
The novel ODD JOHN by OLAF STAPLEDON came back to me again, this morning...about a group of highly talented/gifted young people who are seen as the 'alien seed'...because they are telepaths with super-human strength...eventually, the world turns upon them...even though they are good people, not evil...the group are hunted down to an island and blown up...
I am quite sure that this was another PROGRAMMING script...those like COLLIE would have been programmed with it...and those like MARK...he had a similar idea, to get those like TOMLINSON, myself, SONIA and MARK...and apparently all of the TEMPLARS (but I do not recall them in the visualisation that he gave me - just a village nearby)...upon a desert island...to then be murdered, all together.
The odd thing about this novel is that it was written in the early 20th Century...as far as I can recall...the edition that I read as a child at HILL HOUSE COMBS (I had taken it with me to read 'on holiday' - one of my father's books)...had been published in something like 1921.
So one can say that even circa 1920...the ILL knew that their programming might get out of hand...those closest to G-d, in the G-d zone, might turn against them...for the evil practice of mind control...the demonic practice of creating mind control slaves...and would OVERPOWER them.
The ILL therefore, began to churn out literature and films...to 'warm people up' to the impending future...where these people would have to be hunted down and murdered...BLADE-RUNNER was a supreme example of this...the very last NEXUS 6 ROBOT is respresented as a sort of 'JESUS CHRIST', in the frames before his death...I remember talking to DALDRY about that depiction...rather like the PIETA...towards the end of the film...we had all been programmed with SON OF G-D...
MARK was to tell me...that I was like the NEXUS 6 female robot who gets away, at the end of the film...although the book is far more bleak, at the end...all of them die...
Anyway, I can now see that the JEWS have been conned by the ILL...looking through SAATCHI'S mind...(SAATCHI looks more SEMITIC than ASHKENAZIM)...I do not know his origins...at any rate, I know that the BRITISH JEWS have been conditioned/programmed into accepting the real SHOAH...they know they all deserve it...they know that G-d is angry...they will not pay the money back that they stole...therefore they will die. That is their base-level programming.
Again, we come back to an UBER CLASS of programmers...who are SATANISTS...those like PRINCE CHARLES...who ran his 'Semitic-looking' courtiers as SON OF G-D programmers...and we have the HEART OF DARKNESS in Islam...the oppression of half of the human race i.e. women as 'animals without souls'...you cannot get away from that...ISLAM has to denounce this heart of darkness and reform.
Other notes:
In relation to TOMLINSON and 'taking back my breath'...I can now see just how calculated the whole horror of 'HANGINGS' in this flat was...SCARLETT and RIMINGTON had forced me to resuscitate TOMLINSON after death...because they wanted my 'breath' as in my 'soul' to reanimate his body.
He is but a 'shell' without my 'breath'.
My 'soul' had acted like a protective 'shield' over him...although, now I have withdrawn it.
In terms of psychology - this has been very problematic for me...because there was always a part of 'me' about 'him'. I could always see 'good' in him because of it.
This is something of a NARCISSISTIC phenomenon - to put it into another context - I remember NICHOLAS CAMPESTRE at Hotelu Aystencki, putting on a very long 'tea-rose' pink teeshirt...that I used to sleep in...he danced around in it...I put my arms around his neck and unconsciously said 'you smell good'...
He fell about laughing 'that is YOUR scent and NOT mine'...'you are attracted to your own smell'...
he found that hilarious - I found it completely embarassing...of course, I had chosen my shampoos, soaps and lotions carefully...I liked certain smells...
Anyway, I can see that NARCISSISM is involved, in the above programming...of giving one's breath to another. They become part of you...and then you protect them. No wonder I was reluctant to do it - this man had been continuously torturing me into NDEs for months - years, if one counts childhood programming.
I must have sensed that this was all part of 'BORG' programming...and that keeping myself apart from the BORG, was of the utmost importance. One could equally say DALEK programming ...KALED programming...
Anyway, my 'human instincts' were to save the life of this man, however distasteful I found it and I can now understand why.
Additionally, I can now remember what the CIA 'uber-programmer' told me about this particular 'set-up' above - in terms of LIFE programming:
"He will murder you if you do not get rid of him - we have to get rid of him - that is what he is programmed to do - he will kill you."
I answered that I hadn't known about this type of programming - and that I agreed. We would have to get rid of him, at some point - when he was no longer useful. TOMLINSON has only ever acted like a self-seeking FRANKINSTEIN - it all became clear to me, that day. He had murdered countless children and women...not to mention men. He was and is an 'out-of-control' robot that is simply programmed 'to survive'. He had never really tried to 'buck' the ILL SYSTEM - he had only tried to take advantage of it - to make it 'work' for himself. In relation to the DARK KNIGHT/BATMAN program - this was to be his ultimate bid for power - to take on PRINCE CHARLES and to win.
We would then have bonfires and sacrifices at the end of every street...TEMPLAR CASTLE 2001...all over again and a RADICAL ISLAM NWO.
MARK knew that about LIFE programming too - in relation to 'BEAUTY AND THE BEAST'...he sniggered about my 'future' upon the 'idyllic isle'...and I looked into his mind...and I saw his imaginings...TOMLINSON would come back from his boat...into the small house ...and throttle me...that is what he had been programmed to do...and I questioned MARK upon it but he wouldn't say for definite...he just looked wicked/sly. That was in 1994 - whilst MARK was acting like a 'good guy'. I was very easy to con in such a vulnerable situation - he had deprogrammed me from MONARCHY control...in order to use me AGAINST the ISLAMIC front...the ROCKEFELLERS must have been at war with the SAUDIS or their equivalent...in the Middle East.
However, he was to take my advice at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...to 'over-egg' the NWO and to create a radical ISLAMIC one...in order to try to promote rebellion against the ILL CULT in general, now why would he want to do that? Because his CHRISTIAN NWO plans were failing?
I suppose his 'theatrical' and 'humorous' side...was working overtime...it would be the GREATEST PANTOMIME out...horrific...as the ROYAL MILITARY began to shoot down, anybody who wouldn't kneel, in front of those insane puppets, upon BUCKINGHAM PALACE balcony...
So MARK I do hope that you are glad to know that I invited the MOB to your sick little PANTOMIME...that is going to make it all a lot more 'interesting', no?
A 'stage show', that I would guess...will scare your little socks off...
Other notes:
One thing that I hadn't pulled up about my own ILL programming by RIMINGTON...and that was something that she had asked me about in relation to HANDS...she was going to programme me with ARTHRITIS...and also CALLOUSES...I told her that ED's longterm girlfriend FIONA had developed one upon her wrist...because of typing...
I have now developed two callouses on my wrists...because I cannot afford a console for my computer and have to use a low table...upon which the keyboard is...this makes me rest my wrists upon the table at an angle..
Additionally, I have somewhat sprained my left hand, by hauling around my rucksack...filled with shopping...so not good...but having got that bit of programming out now...I know where it came from...and will try to remember not to rest my wrists upon the table...that is how insidious programming is...until you remember and uncover it...
Other notes:
I have now remembered so many people around HARWICH who had initially helped me as the 'resistence force' against the ILL of this country (whilst RIMINGTON had me captive here - and was attempting to reprogram me)...and I thank you all...naturally I cannot name a soul.
Additionally, the MOON light that I put outside the front door to this flat...these lights are present upon POLICE STATIONS - those MOON-shaped lights...they are present upon the police station in HARWICH...so one can see that this is a 'good sign' outside of an establishment/institution...
That was brought to my attention the other day and by PETRONELLA who had hissed to the POSTMAN that she thought that I was in the MOONIE CULT...this is another poisonous lie, that she has been spreading around, about me.
For the record, REV MOON has helped me...but then I went beyond him...he channelled information and spiritual power, my way...to help me to understand what I was up against...he is not in 'control' of me and I have never had any desire to join the MOONIES. If he were 'in control' of me...I would not have been able to 'see' him psychicly...and to 'hear' what he was saying...his messages would have gone in, subliminally.
REV MOON is another one, who has turned against the ILL CULT. This will have a great impact upon CHINA. The CHINESE revere the KOREANS...as do the JAPANESE but to a lesser extent - their languages and cultures are descended from KOREAN and KOREAN culture.
Other notes:
Looking back upon what I have learnt this weekend...it is really quite horrific...particularly as TOMLINSON had always 'appeared' to be on my side...even though I naturally had grave doubts about him, in relation to MARK's future upon the 'idyllic isle'...so he was programmed to murder me in the end...I do not doubt it...
TOMLINSON was the one who kept on repeatedly telling me: the druids will murder you in the end, as if it was all useless, whatever I did - I would be murdere by the ILL in the end...what he really meant was 'I will murder you in the end'.
He is just a robot, acting out his programming...he has no 'freedom' to act in terms of disobeying his programming...whereas I do...
I wonder how many other BELLES were murdered in this way?
I have often thought that it is highly likely that my sister was also programmed with BELLE...and I had begun to suspect her husband of being her BEAST programmer...his CERAMIC HOBS popgroup and so forth...he is an ILL programmer, without a doubt...and entrusted to one of their 'top jobs' in the ROYAL GENOME PROJECT...as a 'geneticist'...
Additionally, looking at THE SIMPSONS...I have often thought that MILIBAND had been characterised as MILHOUSE...and that his obsession with LISA...would have connections with my sister...rather like TOMLINSON'S obsession with myself...these men are like insane toddlers...screaming for their 'toys'...which they then proceed to tear the head off...
I wonder now...MILIBAND was a few years older than me...at HAUT DE LA GARENNE...and so whilst he was at POWERGEN...he was going through the initial training...what if he later returned upon the GRADUATE COURSE as a programmer...and was programmed with BEAUTY AND THE BEAST with my sister? It is beginning to look highly likely...so I am not sure...it is a toss-up between MILIBAND and WEALE as to who is her BEAST...
Although upon reflection, looking at the VOLDEMORT TRIO at the TEMPLAR CASTLE dramatic enactment of a scene in the last HARRY POTTER book...they were all supposed to be 'beasts' of some nature...and so one has to say that it is probably MILIBAND...who will attempt to murder my sister, at some point...
The 'birds' however, appear to be quite sure that it will be MIKE WEALE...her husband.
Other notes:
I connected to the POLICE network this morning...to find out that 'there will be NO warrants issued for your address'...thank you...that makes life so much easier. I just have to remember NOT to answer the front door.
I had been worrying about that BRITISH GAS official, who is supposed to come round...demand about £150 off me...and if necessary, get a WARRANT to get into my flat. Three days...that would make his visit today, then...and so I will simply not answer the door.
I suppose that the ILL could easily dress up as POLICE and so forth...and so I will pay no attention...it doesn't matter who comes to the door...they will not get in.
The CIA have just informed me that one might slip through but do not worry 'we will HAMMER them for it'...and I suppose that in relation to the MOB...any POLICE person willing to follow such orders...will be left...let us say 'very vulnerable' if they attempt to enforce any such 'warrant' obtained from the ILL.
So I will just sit here and 'wait it out' as per usual...as far as I can see, the ILL are now 'free' to pay up...it is just the old PUBLIC HEATH syndrome...until the...let us say the CURSE OF HARRY POTTER has directly affected themselves...they will not pay up...and even then, one cannot be sure...extreme pressure has now to be applied upon them all...
I suppose it is just another exercise in SOCIAL PSYCHOLOGY and a horrifying one...e.g. those like TOMLINSON will just watch as his child and wife are gunned down before him...they do not even care about their own families...they only care about the MONEY that they stole...this is going to be one 'sick' event.
I have no conclusions to draw at present - but can see that in the longterm - it is better if they do not pay up...for the good of everybody else, in this country - the whole world will be a better place without them.
I suppose most of the ILL who are not in the top ranks...are but guileless sheep...TOMLINSON will put it around that this is all a HOAX and so many of them will die before they realise that it isn't...I don't suppose he gives a damn about any of them.
I still do not get why the ILL do not pay back my money...they all know that it is mine...they all know that they stole it...so why not just pay up? It all seems so incredibly simple - why are they making this so complex? Why are they endangering the entire country?
BUT I do get it...by asking for my money back...I have endangered the entire ILL SYSTEM...I have been systematically kicking away their supports...exposing them all, to the light of day...and they are acting like terrorised and defensive ANIMALS...digging their heels in...entrenching themselves, as if for war...when it could all be so simple...JUST PAY MY MONEY BACK THAT YOU STOLE FROM ME...that is all, is it such a big deal?
Other notes:
A POLICMEN CALLED PC GODDEN HAS ARRIVED -NUMBER 727 HARWICH POLICE STATION - TO TALK TO ME...WITH SOCIAL WORKERS IN ATTENDANCE AND A DOCTOR - APPARENTLY.
They did not have a WARRANT and so I did not let them in.
I was very polite throughout.
I suppose that this is where the ILL attempt to SECTION me - with no reason at all.
The encounter left me rather shaky but in anger more than fear. This is how far the ILL are prepared to go.
The WOMAN then got irritated and said that she would go to the COURT and get a WARRANT.
Well, CIA - they were all on my doorstep this morning - you know who to HAMMER now. Please do not let this happen again.
If they come back again with a so-called WARRANT - I will still refuse to open the door. They can break it down. It will not be a real one. But I suppose that I have to be prepared for that eventuality too.
I guess that TOMLINSON is now running scared...now that he knows his future...and this is the 'comeback'.
I guess that those people outside were either completely stupid or simply so under mind control that they hadn't got a clue what they are doing.
It is rather like some secret police state...that engages in mobbing...quite extraordinary...this is WWIII not WWII...where one has to defend oneself upon one's own territory...against these 'robots' of the State...
Why did the woman say that she would have to go through the COURTS to get a WARRANT?
I do not know the procedure here...she would have to apply for one herself?
The woman LIED at first...she said that she was the POLICE (the frosted glass doesn't you enable you to see uninforms - just as well)...then the man to the left of the door...said that he was in fact, the police officer...after I had asked for her name, number and station...she was obviously the ILL social worker...I wish that I had asked for her name...
I recognised the DOCTOR from somewhere...small, fat and balding...one of my father's friends no doubt...he didn't work at the ARDLEIGH SURGERY but I have seen him before somewhere...I know for a fact, that he is an ILL programmer.
At least I have now pulled these ILL people out of the woodwork...the CIA are telling me that they GUARANTEE that these people will NOT be bothering me again...
Who does that DOCTOR remind me of? I know that he is an 'academic' and linked to some university...the birds are telling me 'Brighton'...in the past...and he also reminds me of that man who met me upon the train station...in Scotland...the 'man in his van' with his drugged flask of tea...after that horrific 'to do' with MARR'S parents...
Anyway, these people have all been pulled out of the woodwork...what a STING operation this has turned out to be, this morning...bang, bang, bang, bang, bang...
This is all rather nerve-wracking...but if they do not bother me again...I do not care...I have nothing to lose and everything to gain...
I think that I need a drink...but firstly, I need to get down to the LIBRARY...and get this information up upon the INTERNET...obviously this last email contains stuff that the ILL really didn't want to be released to the GENERAL PUBLIC...
Let me simply say this TOMLINSON:
Trying to get me SECTIONED will not help you. My KEYS are locked up inside of me and I will die rather than give anybody them. Your fate IS SEALED. You pay me back every penny or face the consequences - and now you know what they are - that must make the situation and circumstances deadly clear (and not just to you).
Why not BE REASONABLE and pay me back my money that you stole? It would make life so much simply and 'happier' for everyone around you.
Other notes:
A few years ago...I would have been mortified...incredibly socially embarassed...if I had had the POLICE come to my door...even worse...a SOCIAL WORKER...and a DOCTOR in tow...but now I feel nothing.
I can see that they are all little ILL ROBOTS who are engaged in MOBBING...and an unsuccessful attempt at 'mobbing', I might add.
They are ILL.
I am not. I am relatively healthy, happy, well-balanced and definitely NOT ill.
That is what makes all the difference and therein, rests my peace of mind.
Other notes:
A note to MR PUTIN'S people - PETRONELLA DISOBEYED YOUR ORDERS...
She is still in FLAT 1 and she now needs to be 'dealt with' - IMMEDIATELY. See to it.
Her last chance to get out of this country was last night...she had been given the chance of leaving by ship...she refused to take it. I ‘knew’ that she wouldn’t – all part of the ‘future’.
Other notes:
I can also remember the general idea behind me being in HARWICH i.e. ‘make as much possible as you can so that we can pull them out’.
That is why I constructed this whole ‘drama’ around refusing to sign on and NOT paying my bills.
It gave the ILL a massive opportunity, to ‘constellate’ around me in terms of bullying, harassment and abuse – and they did. To their cost.
NOTES CONT'D
Another ILL email, today in my mailbox:
Mr.Halidou Kabore I NEED YOUR URGENT RESPONSE.
OTHER NOTES:
At the library - still feeling a little shell-shocked. The 'social worker' who had been outside my door was in the LIBRARY making a loud telephone call upon her mobile phone. Naturally, she didn't recognise me but I recognised her VOICE.
You cannot see through the glass of the front door - but I could peer through the kitchen window to see them leaving - hence I caught sight of face of the supposed DOCTOR.
The woman was talking loudly about business that needed to be tidied up around COURT MARTIALS.
She referred to something that she hadn't managed to do today but would do later on. (My case?)
Some hopes.
The CIA are LAUGHING.
That woman was such a grim little mind control slave...'on the job'. I suppose TOMLINSON had sent her in here, to attempt to intimidate me further. She appeared to be unaware of my presence.
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
This has all worked according to plan.
All I had to do was to 'make enough trouble' and the ILL were targetting me...like BEES to HONEY.
This had all been 'agreed' a long time ago.
...and how easy it was.
All I had to do...was to stop paying my rent and bills. You get the whole ILL community, down on you then...but only ILL SLAVES in my case...it was an opportunity that none of them would overlook.
Not 'easy' for myself to live through...but 'easy' in terms of how gullible the ILL are.
They all fell for it - hook, line and sinker.
PETRONELLA has been a CLASS A 'unwitting actress' in pulling them all in.
All I had to do was to SLUG her, in retaliation to her vicious attack upon my person - she had been trained in the BRITISH INTELLIGENCE way of ASSAULTING a person with the intent to frame them up and then ringing up the POLICE to claim that S/HE had been assaulted (see previous notes upon playing the ILL back at their own game)...
...whereupon PETRONELLA then turned into the SCREAMING QUEEN (that I knew him to be capable of)...and it was all in the bag. S/HE is her own worst enemy.
So many telephone calls...so many emails...PETRONELLA went berserk...trying to get every ILL person that she knew...to ATTACK me...
'She's mad...she's one of the MOONIES...I got her ARRESTED you know? I will get her out of that flat, don't worry...' S/HE hissed at the POSTMAN, the other day.
In retrospect, this has all been quite comical.
However, to get that ILL DOCTOR pulled out of the woodwork this morning...that was quite exceptional.
He is one of the top ILL CULT figures...one of RIMINGTON'S confidantes...somebody that she has trusted for the past 20 years or more...
PETRONELLA, you are now an 'embarassment' to all concerned. I am sure that you will 'welcome' your disappearance.
The problem with dealing with ILL CULT slaves is that they cannot think beyond the CIRCLE. I can.
I am always working upon a 'higher level' than them.
I am now enjoying a glass of OTTERBROOK wine - CHEERS to you all!
A successful mission, accomplished this morning.
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I had said in former notes...that I wouldn't care if the ILL all came and tried to batter my door down...how true...they did all come round this morning...
The trouble with having 'seen it all before'...is that you are viewing everything SO fast...and your brain takes it all in...and it looks 'easily manageable'...however, when you are actually living that future...second by second...it is NOT as easy as it looks...but it is endurable. You know that the future is already 'set' and that you will get there, in the end.
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The CIA got MARK back...they needed him...to work upon a few things...I had a rather 'urgent telepathic conversation' with one of them, in terms of informing the CIA to 'get rid of him NOW'...MARK had a really evil alter, still inside of him...he had not been fully deprogrammed from the ILL CULT...the HEAD guy then ordered MARK to be stunned...to have his memory wiped (all files)...and then for the papers to be 'signed'...as in 'keep him in a cell for now' and kill him later...once we have dealt with his father, who tends to make a lot of trouble...
I can now see that MARK was incorrigibly EVIL...he had this intensely wicked 'core'...maybe this was because of GEMINI programming...I have no idea...but he attempted to attack the HEAD CIA guy before being stunned...MARK had tried to 'attack' him, in terms of mind control commands...and the guy had him overpowered...there are enough safety checks in place now...to get even those like MARK under control...and then, for them to be safely disposed of, let us say.
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So my next question to the CIA is: are the ILL going to come around and literally BATTER this door down?
'It won't come to that...other things will happen...that will take their attention away from you.'
This is so funny...I had mentioned FIRE-FIGHTING to MARK in relation to one of his mind control commands...he was always 'fighting fires'...what was it now...
I gave the CIA everything in MARK'S brain...all of his files...as I did the MOB...but I am only in my conscious personality now, everything that I type...as I type out my thoughts...that is the problem...my subconscious personality...which utilises my entire brain...that is 'locked up' and for good reasons...I only access it when it is safe to do so...and therefore get the images in 'dreams' or flashes and images.
My subconscious mind changes things when necessary...it is all now a 'subconscious' matter...rather like having a DOPPLEGANGER at work...who is 'yourself'...the same personality...but who has access to massive databanks and who can 'change' anything.
This was what my dream in MANNINGTREE was telling me...when I met my DOPPLEGANGER outside of my flat...that was really quite scary...to see 'yourself' in front of you and NOT as a mirror-image...acting independently from yourself...
The message of the dream was clear...my DOPPLEGANGER was working hard to make sure that the ILL would be destroyed...'she' had no time to explain anything...she was just going back and forth...past, present, future...to ensure that the ILL CULT was destroyed...
In brief, 'she' was telling me...no further communication between 'us' is possible...i.e. between the subconscious and conscious minds...you are on your own but I am protecting you...I will 'feed' you stuff through dreams...in terms of what I have been up to...but you cannot contact me literally...you can simply 'ask' me...and I will reply in dreams...when it is 'necessary' and when it is appropriate...
That is how I 'knew' that I could change anything and everything that I wanted to...my dream had told me that...what I didn't make clear was that it was my subconscious mind that was doing all of the hard 'psychic work', in that area. It has to remain 'hidden' and for obvious reasons.
There are too many ILL telepaths around. PETRONELLA is one of them.
I suppose that is the point of BLADE RUNNER...where some of these SONS OF G-D really run amok...
Not their fault really...we were all trained to be SONS OF G-D and simultaneously to believe that we were 'SIONIST MARTYRS'...but also 'slaves'...and that we had to worship the DEVIL...as in PRINCE PHILIP on stage...as the 'devil'...and we had to all line up...to go and kiss his arsehole...
I am almost sure that this was in that MAUSOLEUM of a WWII bunker...a terrifying architectural object of massive proportions...upon the peninsula of FELIXSTOWE (next to the war museum)...opposite to HARWICH...you can take the ferry over there...
PRINCE PHILIP farted in the face of one of SEV'S friends as he bent to kiss the old man's arsehole (PHILIP was on stage, skinny, long thin legs - holding his old, butt cheeks apart)...it is ironic...but the fact that this all made us smile (but with hardly a murmur down the ranks, for fear of reprisals)...as it was whispered down the queue 'he let out a stinker'...made the whole event more 'human' and less dehumanising...in that terrible place, underground - with no escape.
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FIRE-FIGHTING...I mentioned it to MARK as rather 'representative' of what he was doing, in terms of his 'slave base' i.e. the TEMPLARS...he couldn't conceal his anger at that remark...he was NOT fire-fighting...he had everything under control...yet my psychic impression was that he hadn't at all...not one bit...every so often...so many 'fires' as is people doing what he hadn't told them to do...acting in a 'free will' way...were breaking out...all over the place...MARK then had to send the 'bully boys' in to deal with it...
I suppose that is what happened to me this morning...a little 'bully squad' arrived upon my doorstep...in fact, that is precisely what it 'felt' like...these people are essentially weak personalities...small-minded and wimpy...but they are threatening in a group...and particularly if they are wearing uniforms...and flashing some ghastly ID like 'SOCIAL WORKER'...
I am so sorry to all of the SOCIAL WORKERS in this world who chose this job as their true vocation...decent people like SONIA FISHER (who got out of it in the end, because it was too stressful)...but my experience of IPSWICH SOCIAL WORKERS at the YOUNG OFFENDERS CENTRE...was so repulsive (see former notes) that I cannot but help think...that SOCIAL WORKERS were targetted in particular by the ILL...to be used as an army of HARASSERS...upon those who are deemed to be 'out of order'...the poorest in society...
I was thinking about IAN RICKSON's brother who was at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...how like myself...he had never made any money...he was another REBEL to the cult...but like me...they were still interested in him...forced him to attend their rites...it really makes you wonder...the ILL had their favourites...and it didn't matter who you were...I hadn't been forced to attend ANY of their rites after programming and not for many, many years...until circa 2001...when they captured me again...and I can now see why...they were treading on EGGSHELLS...they wanted to write the last HARRY POTTER book...and they were somewhat DIRECTIONLESS...therefore, I was duly kidnapped...in front of the FRENCH, at my parents' chateau in VIEILLEY...and then RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON attempted to reprogramme me - before trying to get the last book out of me...they didn't succeed.
I appealed to their VANITY...to their 'precocious and predigious literary talents'...etc (and the fact that they could all claim ROYALTIES, with their name on the secret ILL list as 'authors' of the final book).
It worked.
ROWLING was duly demoted - not the 'real author' of the last book...in 'name' only.
Legally, the rest of them could then 'clean up'.
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It is funny...how all of my writing was fed to ROWLING to regurgitate...I suppose that she just sat there for hours...trying to pen out my work...but I get the feeling that this wasn't the case...the ILL didn't even bother to make her write it out...she just sat there, like ANDREW MARR...writing nothing...until somebody else, put it in front of her...
Lo and behold...HARRY POTTER appeared in my head, fully-formed...the bemused ROWLING was to explain later to the PRESS...
Yet even ROWLING knew that it wasn't her own handwriting...those 'first pages' in the HARRY POTTER museum in an underground room of the TEMPLAR CASTLE...she even told ME that, with concern in her voice...she had picked the right person...but I couldn't put her right, upon it...at the time, I couldn't care less...I just wanted to keep my 'brain' together...I didn't want to lay claim to books that I despised and I would have HATED her role as a PR 'actress' in order to promote the books...the WHITEWASHING of the ILL CULT...and by my hand. I had been tricked and 'slave-driven' into writing them by TOMLINSON in during my two years at ESSEX UNIVERSITY...in the early 1980s...I had no idea how 'popular' the books would become...I had no idea what would happen to them afterwards and I didn't care...at least I didn't suffer any more GOBLIN attacks, during that period...or not as far as I can remember.
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I suppose that is what was so upsetting this morning...it wasn't a 'horror story' GOBLIN attack...but there was the scent of the DEAD...
I then thought...how macabre but also how comical...once you have broken free of mind control and the ILL cannot get into your room/flat/house with a mind control command...they then have to employ the 'uniforms'...in order to do so...those who have 'social status' to demand to enter your house, without your permission...e.g. the POLICE, the SOCIAL WORKERS and the DOCTOR...and all you have to do (to tell them to get stuffed) is to politely ask them if they have a WARRANT - THROUGH THE DOOR - but never to open it.
To my mind, the whole thing was reminiscent of a GOBLIN ATTACK but this time, in 'official' uniforms...and far less threatening...yet still threatening...because they were trying to represent the STATE...the Law and Authority of this country...
Whereas in 1992...TOMLINSON was illegally using mind control commands...with his 'mates' to enter my room at ESSEX UNIVERSITY in order to utterly and completely terrorise me...to put me through the most horrific experience that any woman could possibly imagine (apart from having your limbs cut off)...the most brutal of 'abortions' even though I was not 'pregnant' as far as I was aware (flat stomach) and had had sex with nobody...I was still a 'virgin' as far as I knew...I was terrified by the very thought of sex...
So this is quite a big MOVE for the ILL...to come out of the ILL CLOSET this far...in order to bang upon my door...we still haven't 'elicited' TOMLINSON...so far...although RIMINGTON was seen in HARWICH...and quite a few times, to all accounts.
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What are the MOB about?
One thing is important to know: they are NOT Satanists.
They know the real world and how it works, only too well. They know the 'TOMLINSONS' of this world - and they number BILLIONS. I questioned that number...I was told again...billions...that is how 'low-level' TOMLINSON is considered to be, by the MOB. It is a matter of CHARACTER.
In order to have run the WORLD-WIDE UNDERWORLD and for so long...the MOB has had to be very careful, not to reveal itself to the general public.
Now is the time that it reveals itself - because...times have changed...in that the UNDERGROUND now has more MORALITY than the OVERGROUND...the MOB has now more integrity than the BRITISH ROYAL FAMILY...than the TEMPLARS...than the PRIESTS (of either the Catholic Church or the Rabbis of various Jewish streams)...
The MOB has more morality...faith in one true G-D...than anybody around them...and all others pale into insignificance...
Why did I interest the MOB?
Why did they decide to avenge me? Because I believed in G-d.
So to learn about my 'case' in terms of what the ILL had done to me...after their ITALIAN ILL family had told the MOB that I had been named a CLAUDIA...as in a 'daughter of ROME'...far higher than any ugly, ignorant and talentless 'ASHKENAZIM princess' like J K ROWLING...
That was enough...for those in the MOB to decide...that action had to be taken.
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The MOB came to me like 'angels'..I couldn't believe it...I had gone to EVERYBODY to get rid of the ILL in my country but nobody was 'willing' to hear my plea, my cries against the ILL...and then they came...the last of all...the MOB:
...and they promised me this...that they would take out ALL of the ILL in my country...
Was there an ILL BARGAIN involved? Did I have to 'sell my soul in an ISLAMIC SAT B'HAI contract'? No, I didn't.
I gradually began to understand the MOB...there were those of them who were homosexual and also heterosexual...and those of them who were sado-masochistic...but that was part of the course...anybody who was part of the MOB had to be able to be sadistic...in terms of punitive punishment of low-lifes (like the TOMLINSONS who have worked for them...i.e. billions...)...they were also well-aware of the true art of remaining 'human'...i.e. whilst getting rid of 'low-lifes'...you 'hurt' but you knew that it was necessary...
The MOB maintained a certain 'dignity' whilst those around them fell...particularly the ROYAL FAMILY...
I had interested the MOB with my dissertation about DEREK JARMAN...they could see that I had passion and understanding, within my soul...
They knew that they were not 'wrong' to have labelled me a CLAUDIA at 16 years old...I was indeed, a 'daughter of ROME'...
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I know that this one, is going to KILL you TOMLINSON but the MAFIA BOSS who has been helping me...and for the whole time - is GAY.
Yes, you KNOW who he is...don't you, don't you?
Who says that HETEROSEXUAL WOMEN and GAY MEN cannot be friends? Particularly, when it comes to bringing down the ILL CULT.
'YES we both like men...but sometimes...one has to have a 'sharper' vision than a heterosexual woman...' I am told...
I benefit from your experience...without your advice and knowledge...I would have only gone upon the 'puny' input of what MARK told me...and he was working against me, a lot of the time...
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Near to midnight...
I had a nap...and then the whole lot came back...the 'final chapter' and horror of ILL programming during the 'round the world' tour in 1980.
In brief, we were taken to CHARTRES CATHEDRAL...where 'I'll fit you' programming was put in - we were drugged...as in seizures, drugging - real 'fits' and OBEs within the cathedral. TOMLINSON was again, attempting to 'soul-trap' - to terrorise us all. He had been trained up to be like a 'crocodile' of the Egyptian book of the Dead. We were locked in...this was a rite to the demonic goddess of the ILL...rather like that SYMBOLIST painting of 'SHE'...I forget the French artist's name now...it is connected to CHARTRES.
Anyway, we then then taken through the 'rite of passage'...down a tunnel to a well underneath that complex - where the programmers threw a sack of live birds down it...'to the centre of the Earth'..as in our souls...we were all held over that well, one by one...upside down.
So many of these tortures involved 'birds'...as in getting rid of your 'soul' and your 'I'.
Additionally, there was a crypt here...and this is where VAMPIRE programming was put in...
The visualisation against this is obvious and simple...imagine putting a wooden stake through the hearts of your programmers...we were told to hold a stake over the chest of our main programmer...could we plunge it in? No...none of us attempted to do so. The CIA 'birds' are telling me...watch the 'dark blood' flow out of them...
We were also given a 'FRENCH cookery lesson' upon how to make a cake...this is about the various mafia trades e.g. breaking the eggs...it is also about the creation of a mind control slave - see MICROSOFT games for the 'cake-making' procedure.
I link this programming to EMERLILY...as the CIA were to call me, at MULHOUSE.
A MER LILY
A 'sea lily'...I 'saw' it in my mind...planted upon the ocean bed and pulled it up...underneath was a golden chest...filled with RIMINGTON'S pots, pans, tupperware...where the PAS 'FOODIE' mind control is stored...and underneath the 'false bottom' of this chest was CHARTRES...and the French obsession with food...programming in FRANCE, in general...
MR ROCHESTER and JANE EYRE was also part of this bundle...it is important to kill off the ROCHESTER 'slave-driver'...image...which is part of this programming for women...(killing HEATHCLIFFE off too, is a good idea...to do at the same time)...
Anyway, after CHARTRES we were all taken up the EIFFEL tower...first we had a meal in a restaurant...I am unclear if this was up the EIFFEL tower or not...is there a restaurant up there...I have never been there, upon this side of the mirror...in 1988 ANDREW MARR wanted to take me there...because it is the most horrific place...or would have been...for me to revisit...
Whilst we were in the restaurant...JOHN WATERS was in telepathic contact...'drink the wine fast'...and I picked up my glass and drained it quickly...I was never normally allowed to drink wine at the meals (as the rest of them did)...and I used to simply leave it...that is why RIMINGTON wasn't bothered about it being in front of me...
After she had seen that I had drunk it...she tried to make me sick afterwards but I had already absorbed most of it.
Anyway, I can now see why it was important to drink it...the wine had been drugged...it was a sort of sedative...we were then all taken up to the 'viewing station' behind glass near to the top of the tower...the graduates opened the door and took me out...the rest of them stayed behind....they watched the graduates as they hung me off the tower...they called this giving me an EYEFUL...the rest of them were completely soporific...it was a very good job that JOHN had told me to drink that wine beforehand...or I would have probably never recovered...or at any rate, I would have such a fear of heights as to be terrified of leaving the ground floor, in a lift...
My father once took me to the foot of the EIFFEL tower, a few years back...to impress this programming upon me again...what an inutterable bastard...
Additionally, SARAH HOLIDAY took me back to CHARTRES in the late 1980s and I saw a painting there by ODILON REDON which made me cry...it was of a harbour...painted in shell-like colours...that must have been the colour-coding for that programming...I remembered nothing at the time...
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The doctor who called this morning...has now been 'ARRESTED'...the ILL used to call him the MAGGOT...maybe his real name is similar...
This 'doctor' told me 'I am the MAGGOT because I have GOT you...and you are the MAGGIE (MA GEE) as in the butter upon my bread'...he is one of the sickest and most perverted ILL programmers out. A regular 'Dr Shipman'.
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The CIA tell me that it is important for the mind control slaves to break down the door of this flat...by doing so, they will destroy their HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN programming...it will be disastrous for them...but they wouldn't tell me in what way...
They told me not to be there at the time...that is going to be a little bit hard...I will need forewarning...in fact, I would rather have moved out by that time - but taking the keys with me...
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I also did visualisations in terms of taking out every HOOK, CROOK, SCREW and NAIL...out of my body, mind and soul...particularly out of my 'head'...and mind.
I also SUCKED back my energy...my 'soul'...and also 'took back' my blood...from all of those who had stolen them from me...and I became 'whole' again.
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I suppose the FRENCH POLICE now know all about what the ILL were doing, up the EIFFEL TOWER...the CIA certainly do...they had hidden cameras up there...all the time.
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Many ILL names came up in conjunction with FRANCE...I will recount them later on...
During the CHARTRES programming...the ILL used the term FITZ...as in FITZGERALD...FITZYOU...FITZ (your own name)...
I based the interior of HOGWARTS great hall, upon the interior of CHARTRES CATHEDRAL...it is a seminal location for the ILL...
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The RED and the BLACK...I thought that this was all about STENDHAL and the 'priests' and the 'military' in discussion with DALDRY but he had other ideas...but looking at the RED and the WHITE wine as in the OTTERBROOK...
RED = MEDICS
WHITE = CIVIL SERVICE/COURTIERS
The MC
I think that it was SIMON WATNEY...who wrote that brilliant article (about AIDS) which I mention in my dissertation...a cunning combination of leechcraft etc...he obviously knew about the witchcraft of the ILL which they had combined with human eugenics 'research'...
Another critic that I had mentioned in my dissertation talks about how the CHURCH and the MILITARY are defunct symbols of power...and that we now need to concentrate upon the MEDICAL PROFESSION because of 'eugenics'...and because most arguments that hold water...that are taken seriously in Western culture, nowadays...are all based upon BIOLOGY.
JARMAN should have also attacked the medical profession as well but he was sick and in their hands...
That is all for tonight...but it is now over...I have found out the very worst piece of programming...that of getting an EYEFUL.
MR TOM is also telling me that BLACK CAT programming was linked to FRANCE...
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TUESDAY MORNING...
Today is the official day of the END OF THE ILL GAME...and also the END OF THE ILL CULT.
Last night, I received the images that I need to see...in order to know the above.
Firstly, the ILL called upon MANNINGHAM-BULLER to 'chose' between me and TOMLINSON....she didn't want to do it at all...she kept on apologising to TOMLINSON...because she knew which way she would have to go...and eventually, she did...she gave me the THUMBS UP...and TOMLINSON the THUMBS DOWN.
It was then that the 'key went into the lock'...literally a SILVER KEY into a GLASS CABINET in the KREMLIN.
MR PUTIN was there...and he took out a large basket of decorative STONE/GLASS EGGS.
He had a large VICE on the table before him.
He put each EGG, one by one, in the VICE and CRUSHED them. All of them. They all splintered, cracked, broke in half.
Each EGG represented a top member of the ILL CULT.
Afterwards, through the sheer exertion of it all...he fell over backwards and one of his aides ran in to help him...he was rushed to hospital but will recover.
I can now remember how we were all shown these EGGS in that glass cabinet, in 1980.
Funnily, enough...a fascimile of those EGGS was on show, in the charity shop 'under the arches' - next to ST HELENA'S HOSPICE.
RIMINGTON had told me that I might buy just 'one of them' to show my allegiance to a particular 'egg'. I fingered them all but didn't buy any of them.
Anyway, after the crushing of the eggs...at the KREMLIN...it was finally all over. Everything...finished. I had WON the ILL GAME.
I then went to sleep and began to dream...I dreamt that I was in a strange place in the countryside...PETRONELLA was there and we were friendly with each other...so was JADE from DARTINGTON who was being very annoying...so was ED my brother, who was concerned about his TOWELS for some reason...it was a sort of 'outing' but also a 'party' with lots of bottles of wine...and the WHITE WINE had all been drunk...only the RED was left...
I left the party...and walked away I wanted to get out of the whole 'jamboree'...and I found myself climbing up an iron structure...it was in the shape of an A...and after having climbed it to get out of the area...two workmen above, exclaimed that I had finished...the whole thing was done...I had finally escaped the ILL and their ILL CONTRACT...it was all over.
I then 'saw' my cousin PASCAL...I was in the garden...his mother's garden in BEYOT (spelling?) in the South of France...I had come to give him a share in the money that I had received back from the ILL...he had worked tirelessly to bring this all about...for the FRENCH POLICE...
Initially, they had thought that his ideas about this cult were 'mad' until he began to uncover more and more evidence...until nobody could tell him that he was wrong...
Like me, over the last few years...it had become an obsession for him...but it was an obsession that was to last for most of his life...he has suffered far more than myself in this way. Knowing about the ILL CULT the whole time...what they were up to...what they were getting away with...until TEMPLAR CASTLE 2001...which began to turn the tide against them all...
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Last night...I had several 'flashes' from all over the UK...so many people...incredible numbers, had come forward to be deprogrammed...that the deprogrammers could hardly cope with the numbers...and so halls were filled...community centres, in the evenings...where whole groups of people were put through...what MARK had initially put me through...cleaning out the various brainwave level states...getting free of the ILL CULT...waking up to what had happened...and much more besides...luckily, most people hadn't been as intensively programmed or abused as myself...whatever the case, there was a huge grassroots momentum to get this ILL CULT stopped...everybody was pulling together...
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MR TOM has just gone out...he told me before he left...to leave the flat around 8.30 a.m because he thought that the door would be broken down, after that...
So I now have about £20 in my pocket and nowhere to go...what happens next?
The importance is, to get this last statement up onto the INTERNET...which is what I will do first...but what then?
CIA please do NOT let that happen today...tomorrow maybe...once I have got myself together etc.
TOMLINSON is on the network saying that he will 'fight to the death'...brave words for a man who is essentially a COWARD.
Even after MANNINGHAM-BULLER and the entirety of the ILL CULT has decreed that I have WON the game and that he must pay my money back. He cannot bring himself to do it.
SAATCHI and many others are now on the NETWORK: 'we will not allow you to do it TOMLINSON - you will NOT bring the SHOAH down upon our heads'.
So that is what TOMLINSON was really up to...did he really hate the JEWS that much...why...he is really beginning to look like VOLDEMORTE now...as I had originally characterised this evil fiend...
So you are BLOCKED...now TOMLINSON...
I can now see that MARK knew all about this MEANIE FREENIE character...and he obviously knew the COLLISION COURSE that I was on, in relation to TOMLINSON...he had hinted at it in that QUICK READS novel...one might even say that MARK had programmed TOMLINSON to behave like this, until the last...
I would guess that the CIA will be thinking about 'scrambling' his programming at this point...to make it all a bit safer...MARK had wanted it all to be as dangerous as possible...to create as much damage, harm, anarchy and mayhem as possible...and the CIA/FBI are now, in fact, 'scrambling' TOMLINSON'S programming...so let us hope for the best.
It is weird to think of it in this way...but 'bugs' that have not been eliminated in the programming and specifically TOMLINSON'S programming...crop up now and again...another bit of MARK's evil programming...
Even weirder...I remember the 'working title' of a song by the BEATLES...SCRAMBLED EGGS...this is the final chapter...where the 'eggs' are got rid of...and the ILL CULT vanishes...TOMLINSON was obviously a HARD EGG to crack...
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The sickness of MARK'S mind...he had gone on and on about how I had to be the PERFECT LITTLE HOUSEWIFE in this flat...so as to 'impress' the ILL VIEWERS...naturally, I reacted BADLY to that one...making sure I did everything that I could, NOT to appear in that way...unless it really infringed upon my sense of hygiene and decency.
Even on very little money and having to boil water up on the stove...MARK was 'taking points off me' for not washing up in hot water...can you believe it?
The sickness of MARK'S mind...the man who had 'only ever really wanted to be a housewife' - himself - by his own admission. He was now subjecting me to this degrading 'performance' in this house of being the 'perfect housewife'...a role that he had desperately wanted to play, himself.
Anyway, apparently after the front door is broken down - a 'hygiene and cleanliness' inspection of the flat will take place...and I will be awarded points by MARK'S ILL team...it makes me want to empty the entire contents of the fridge onto all of the carpets and jump around...stamping all of that food into the fibres...
NO, I will NOT be cleaning up this flat, before I go...
This is apparently something of a ROCKEFELLER obsessive-compulsion...passed down to MARK from his father...'cleanliness and tidiness' to the point of making sure that every cushion, never mind every ornament...is in precisely the right place...and set at the right angle...
The above is another of MARK'S blips in the program...that needs to be eliminated.
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I must mention the fact that the last EGG that PUTIN was to crack was of a reddish brown crystal or rock...he had to make several attempts before he cleanly split it in two...
Inside each EGG was the ESSENCE of that person...and upon a psychic level...I could see that this egg contained the PHOENIX...THE FIREBIRD had been released...
I suppose that this EGG related to TOMLINSON...who appears to be the last EGG to be cracked...as far as I am concerned...
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Okay, so I will cycle off to the LIBRARY within the next 5 minutes...I will put up my notes upon the INTERNET...and if I am not contacted during this time...and given my money back...THE CURSE OF HARRY POTTER will take FULL EFFECT...people are already dying...
If anybody attempts to ARREST or to SECTION within this time...again THE CURSE OF HARRY POTTER will take FULL EFFECT...the UK ILL are all now in peril...you haven't got much time...
Remember the GREEN JADE OBJECT? It is the sign of the MOB...
NOTES CONT'D:
I had ½ hour to find something to do…more like 20 minutes before the LIBRARY opened at 9 a.m…I looked along the seashore…between the lighthouse and the NAVAL INTELLIGENCE BASE…I remembered how RIMINGTON had made me walk down that GREEN HANGER at the end of the pier, in front of it. This was where all of the ROYAL smuggled goods came in…including the URANIUM.
Anyway, I decided that I wanted another look at the small boats which are anchored/moored upon the beach…it was low tide and I thought that it might be possible to do an ‘inspection’ of them…sadly not…there is quicksand around them…too dangerous to walk out and around them…
One of these boats…the FALCON was pulled up onto the beach proper (where the tide doesn’t reach) and I knew that each of these boats (which do not appear to be used by anyone at all) were all programming objects…left anchored there, for a specific purpose.
I was walking along the beach, past the other small boats on the shore…when I saw the INTERIOR of one of them…it was precisely the same colour as the REDDISH stone that I had seen MR PUTIN break last…the colour of the last EGG…a sort of RUST colour with several different tones and hues within it…
I knew immediately that this was TOMLINSON’S ‘ANCHOR’ programming…this was the ‘phoenix’ programming object. I therefore whipped out a notebook to make as many notes as possible:
It had three names upon the side of it – firstly CARMEN (I remember the ILL joking about CARMEN MIRANDA to TOMLINSON)…secondly…on the other side…there was one name which had been superimposed over the other:
CLADYKE…was written over NAVYE
Inside of the boat – there was the word FLUG and an arrow beneath it…pointing down…
I immediately flashbacked to laughing to DALDRY in PRAGUE…about PLUG…the Swedish name of a character in THE SEVEN SEALS.
Anyway, I looked at the bottom of the boat and saw the usual programming objects:
LOTS OF SHELLS
A LARGISH WHITE STONE
A LARGISH TWIG
SILENCE
ROCKEFELLERS
PRINCE CHARLES
I removed the TWIG and STONE but couldn’t be bothered about the SHELLS – too many of them and in freezing water, at the bottom of the boat…
Additionally…I saw a bottle of BLEACH which had been cut in half, to scoop water out of the bottom of the boat – the usual dark BLUE with a RED cap…
I also saw a bottle of CHERRY SHEEN…which had a TEMPLAR HELMET upon it in red…everything was in RED upon this white plastic bottle.
I removed it from the inside of the boat and wrote down the following details:
Dashboard and vinyl
From renovator
The best care
Protection
For your
Vehicle
WILCOX
Wash Supplies
Unit 8, Forest Close
Blackmoor Road
Ebblake Industrial Estate
Verwood
I couldn’t make out the area but it began with a ‘D’…and the postcode…maybe it had a letter missing at the beginning but the rest of it was:
H31 6DQ
There was also a FAX number but I am unclear as to one number in the area code…and that is the fourth one…it is either an 0 or a 6 or some other rounded figure, at the bottom (and so I will substitute a 0):
01202 820212
Anyway, I forgot…there were a couple of other odd things in that boat…a hardened, blackened piece of OIL…crude oil ‘crud’…and a small plank that had been painted WHITE with a black nail in the back of it…naturally, I removed them both.
Other notes:
I then walked along to the boats moored off the beach…in the quicksand…I wanted to inspect the RED BOAT but couldn’t get near it…I walked past it and back again…noticing as I did so…a GREEN STONE…a piece of GLASS that had been washed by the tide…using my ‘netball skills’…I threw it into the RED BOAT…noting as I did so, the MOB SYMBOLISM of such an act…the GREEN STONE is now in the RED BOAT…
I then decided that it was about time to get to the LIBRARY…the ILL SLAVES around at that point in time…I read their thoughts as I cycled past them…I had ‘got’ the lot of them…by that one single action and they were FURIOUS.
I then arrived at the LIBRARY…to find that there was only one other ‘customer’ in there…standing beside the PHOTOCOPIER…I looked at the ‘self-service’ desk to see that someone had left without finishing their checking in/out of a book…the name of the book was on the screen:
THE DARK CRUSADOR
I am assuming that we are talking about TOMLINSON here…but having got his programming out (as in the CLADYKE boat) – there is no reason for him not to pay my money back today – here and now.
I mean, I am past the point of caring…whether or not the ILL manage to kidnap me again…in order to ARREST or to SECTION me…they will bring the CURSE OF HARRY POTTER down upon all of their heads if they do attempt this and the rest of them (including ROYALTY) will die…but on the other hand, if they pay me back my money…that is the ‘outcome’ that I personally favour.
NOTES CONT'D:
I forgot to mention that as I was walking up the beach, I saw one black glove...it reminded me of the granite BLACK HAND that my brother HUMPHREY had brought back from California for me...in a YELLOW box...a rather 'odd' present. You can draw with the index finger - it looks a bit like an ESCHER hand in 3D design...
Other notes:
Whilst cycling up the promenade...a WREN BIRD hopped into the bushes in front of me...and I begun to wonder if I would ever be able to forget all of this horrific ILL SYMBOLISM...my flat had previously had a WREN BIRD lock upon the front door...
Other notes:
This is one of the most popular sites upon www.blogger.com at present...or at least - one they have picked out for today as being 'worthy of note'...
http://mycastleinspain.blogspot.com
Look at the guy to the left of the photograph of this 'bacchanal' scene...the one who has done a bit of body-building upon his upper arms...and has YELLOW slippers on...I am quite sure that this is MARK...he must have shown this to to me, some time ago.
NOTES CONT'D:
Somebody came into the LIBRARY to talk in a LOUD voice, about a pub which had been called THE HALF-MOON PUB which had now been converted to a restaurant - any clues? Apparently it is around here...
EASTGATE STREET apparently...
NOTES CONT'D:
I cycled back to HARWICH to find EASTGATE STREET and a THAI RESTAURANT there...in place of the HALF-MOON PUB...
I wonder now...a small memory is coming back of having been in there...I remember walking in after RIMINGTON...and commenting upon CAITLIN the US ESL teacher at SHANGHAI JIAO TONG university...how she had sat at the back of a Chinese 'hot pot' restaurant...telling me that her favourite fantasy was to run a 'den of vice' as a MADAME...even though she was very young, blonde and chubby...she did a convincing 'act' of this type of woman...playing cards, at the back of the restaurant...in the dark...surrounded by her TRIAD gangsters...CAITLIN had a sense of humour...but this time...I found it faintly sinister...although funny.
Anyway, I circled this restaurant...a THAI guy opened the door...he was polishing up the brass...and we smiled and said good morning...I then doubled back...saw the POSTMAN...stared him out...then returned to read the MENU...the POSTMAN walked around the corner...and gave the THAI guy some mail...I then made him wait until he could get past...until I had finished reading the menu.
The POSTMAN said angrily and in a rude voice:
"EXCUSE ME, EXCUSE ME...' I ignored him completely.
"CAN YOU SEE ME? CAN YOU SEE ME?' I ignored him completely.
I spent a bit longer reading the menu until I was satisfied and then thanked the THAI guy, very politely...whilst studiously ignoring said POSTMAN, who then swore:
'SILLY COW' as I walked past him, with my nose in the air and a smile upon my face.
That is how insignificant little low-lifes like the POSTMAN are...beneath me, to even acknowledge their presence. I will make that clear to anybody who crosses me, from this point on.
Other notes:
As I was cycling back from DOVERCOURT...I had several 'flashes'...firstly that the CID had broken a code for a MAFIA hitlist...that meant that the MAFIA had to act quickly and so 5 of the TOP ILLL have died this morning...the killings will continue, until I have my money back.
I had thought that this would happen...enough of them will have to die before the remaining few, part with a penny.
One has to simply say this, the MAFIA always get who is on their list. Even FALCONI...only lasted about 3 years...and that was with all of the possible STATE protection that ITALY could provide (he never stayed at one house for more than a couple of days - for those years - moved around, constantly - the MAFIA eventually blew up the ROYAL ARCHES of a bridge to get him and his entourage). The MAFIA always get their targets in the end. The point is, to try and get your name taken off their list before they get you.
I do not suppose that the CID think that this list is a big deal...they could have composed their own of the TOP ILL quite easily...anyway, all I can say is that it is in the interests of this country, if these ILL people are taken out...what more can I say?
The POLICE network are saying 'accessory to murder'...what ABSOLUTE RUBBISH...do you know how many babies, children and adults the ROYAL FAMILY have murdered? You know that they are ALL murderers and so why do you not prosecute them? You know all of the top ILL are murderers so why do you not prosecute them? Sometimes, when the LAW and PROSECUTION service is as corrupt and evil as it is, in this country...one has to go beyond the LEGAL institutions, in order to find TRUE JUSTICE.
It is only MAN-MADE LAW in this country...it is not as if G-d made those rules...or 'annointed' those like BRITISH INTELLIGENCE and the ROYAL FAMILY to run this country...in the final analysis...one has to have one's OWN sense of integrity and JUSTICE...if there is none to be found around you.
Other notes:
I wonder if that woman/social worker has applied for a WARRANT yet?
This is so ANTAGONISING as to be untrue...it makes me angrier by the day...
At any rate, the door wasn't broken down this morning...so 'false alarm'...and that has made me really ANGRY too...if it is not going to happen...quit trying to scare me about things that aren't relevant...
What makes me even more FURIOUS is that UNCLE BOBBY'S wife apparently went 'mad' and had a similar sort of experience...of people at her door...SECTIONING...and WARRANTS etc...just wait until the MOB get YOU...Uncle Bobby...I will dance upon your grave...the world will be a better place without your 'kind'...
Other notes:
HALF-MOON PUB...
I jokingly related the silly advertisement for JAFFA CAKES...to DALDRY in PRAGUE...
In it (1990s ad)...we have a primary school teacher with a SCANDINAVIAN accent (I think that she is meant to be Swedish for some reason) who has opened a packet of JAFFA CAKES...and has decided to teach her class the phases of the MOON...whilst taking bites out of the JAFFA CAKE...
FULL MOON...HALF-MOON...and so on...the teacher looks imbecilic as she does it...
Anyway, this is related to what the ILL CULT call 'juicings' i.e. enforced ABORTIONS of female mind control slaves...for various demonic rites or more prosaically...for eugenics projects.
There are certain phases of the MOON when they 'harvest' their 'crop'...and as far as I can remember...the CRESCENT MOON was the main one...for ZYGOTE SLAVES...
Why would that be?
I suppose it must relate to DARK SIDE OF THE MOON programming...
Other notes:
One important part of ILL programming was to petrify, solidify parts of the human brain and mind...the ILL were always using this type of imagery...of statues...of DRYADS turning into TREES...
I had forgotten to mention this in relation to CHARTRES CATHEDRAL...in relation to the STATUES and GARGOYLES there...
This had made such a deep impression upon me...that whilst doing a VIDEO PRODUCTION short course at the EXETER COMMUNITY ARTS CENTRE circa 1990...I made a short film in and around the CATHEDRAL...with a psychedelic 'inverted colours' portrayal of the front of the cathedral...and then filmed the gargoyles...with the basic idea of 'what if these gargoyles could talk? What could they tell us about our past, our history - what happened in and around that cathedral?' That is, other than what is in the history books.
This was obviously a subconscious reference to what had happened in CHARTRES CATHEDRAL.
Additionally, SCARLETT had pointed to the PINK BIRD STATUE upon the MONARCH jigsaw puzzle...and told me that this was 'mine'...i.e. that my soul had become solidified...made into a statue...and that my 'essence'...i.e. the pale white ghost...was sinking through the green floor.
If we are talking about NOBLE GASES here...and I think that we are....the 'human soul' is a special type of Noble Gas...then I wonder if the ILL had a way to solidify it?
Is there any relation to the MOON here?
I am not sure...
REMEMBER WHEN YOU WERE YOUNG, YOU SHONE LIKE THE SUN - SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMOND...
This is from the DARK SIDE OF THE MOON - by PINK FLOYD...
This is how the ILL saw 'souls' as petrified 'diamonds'...converted from a gas into something solid...
The RABBIS have consistently taught that your soul is like a diamond...it is priceless...but it is NOT like a diamond...it is like a Noble Gas...
The PINK is associated with the SUNSET...and the SUN...
The GREEN seems to be associated with PLUTO...
Other notes:
Two things that I have not understood yet...
This image came to me, during that terrible SPRING SOLSTICE...it was of SHARON and a number of men dressed in black robes...they were summoning away from the SUN...these 'black discs'...I am not sure why...
The second image was of TOMLINSON in CHARTRES CATHEDRAL...he was just like that demonic ARAB soldier in the underground base...he had that 'evil eye'...and he had a metaphorical whip in his hands...and he was 'whipping' the souls above his head...because all of us had disassociated and were 'flying' around the highest parts of that cathedral...the doors and been locked...we were disorientated - our bodies were below - we had all been drugged...simply trying to escape the whip...
Why was the WHIP important? It made him look like a COWBOY...
A sort of INDIANA JONES image...that TOMLINSON was to dress up in, whilst we were in ISRAEL...you can see the exact 'costume' that he wore...in the PP PRISON...there is a dummy dressed in the yellow tee-shirt and BROWN COWBOY hat...as you walk into the exhibition...
I am getting the image of 'herding souls'...as if they were cattle...
That is what it looked like...that SEA/SWARM OF SOULS...released from the ORB at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...and I begin to wonder now if that wasn't the idea...to round us all up...and then to direct us into some 'object'...like an ORB...
I am getting the idea here that the TEXAN influence is strong...and it takes me back to the ARTHUR MILLER film called THE MISFITS which he wrote himself...for his wife MARILYN MONROE...who has a nervous breakdown...watching the COWBOYS break in horses...and round them up...
I passed THE CRUSTY CRAB blue hut at the end of the DOVERCOURT parade...as you begin to go around the peninsula...and it appeared to be all locked up...and then I remembered...how quite a few times...during the summer months...a man in a COWBOY HAT was sitting outside...he looked 'military'...he looked like 'ex-Vietnam' (although I have no idea if he was US/UK or had simply been in the East)...the soldiers were allowed to wear cowboy hats sometimes in the East, for some reason...quite a few photographs/films (like APOCALYPSE NOW) reveal US soldiers, with those cowboy hats on...
Other notes:
I had hoped that this would be the LAST DAY of this whole horror...but that was not to be...after putting up my notes upon the INTERNET in the LIBRARY...the 'help-dog' upon WORD...firstly 'collapsed'...then got up again...took out his notebook and began to write in it...a message to myself to 'keep on making notes'...a system of 'commands' that MARK had told me about in 1994...
What more do you need to know?
I have had enough now...no more threats...no more shit...just pay the money back or die.
Other notes:
Another threatening letter today from TENDRING HUNDRED WATERBOARD...I shall duly put it up on the INTERNET. It is a NOTICE OF INTENDED LEGAL ACTION. The letter basically states that if I do not pay up by 22nd December 2008...that they will issue a County Court Claim which will add an additional £80 to the existing bill.
Their reference: 511732-2
The bill currently stands at £202.84
Other notes:
I remember MARK giving me this piece of information about PRINCE WILLIAM and PRINCE CHARLES...he told me that they would get SO desperate as this ILL game neared the end...and it looked like I might win it (this was several months ago) that they would erect MORE beach-huts for new programming...adding new 'units' to the game, in order to give themselves a better chance of winning.
Don't you imbecilic SPUDNIKS/POTATOHEADS, get it yet? I am laughing again.
You do NOT win. You lose either way. You either PAY BACK my money or you DIE. CHOOSE.
Other notes:
I had another 'flash' whilst washing my hands in the bathroom...why do I get most 'flashes' near water...because it is the most powerful psychic element...I suppose...
It was of CHARLES SAATCHI at one of the ROYAL PALACES...he was humbly and respectfully asking PRINCE WILLIAM to pay the money back now...
"Sorry - no can do."
PRINCE WILLIAM turned his back on him and started to walk away, in an extremely off-hand way, with a smirk upon his face.
SAATCHI implored him...beseeched him...it was rather awful to watch...this tall, dark older man...a 'bear' of a man...respectfully asking this young pimp, to see reason...
PRINCE WILLIAM turned round with a spiteful look upon his face:
"YOU are just a DIRTY JEW."
He then walked away, quickly.
So that is the way that it is then...within the MONARCHY...no more, 'we are ASHKENAZIM' anymore...no more pretence at having a 'heritage' that goes back to MOSES...just the plain, old truth of the matter.
It all rather reminded me of the time when CAROLINE had said the same to J K ROWLING and her hennaed-hair 'Wiccan witch' friend....at DARTINGTON COLLEGE OF ARTS. I was outraged by her disdain 'dirty Jew'...and asked her to apologise to the two women immediately...however, looking back upon that one now...I might have said the same, if I had known what ROWLING and her father had planned to do to me...but that is NOT fair...and NOT good...if one is to attack somebody else...it should never be by such prejudices...i.e. the best thing to say to somebody like ROWLING is 'you gutless, spineless, talentless, waste of space'..or something of that order.
Things that are PERSONALLY true of that person and nothing to do with stereotyping or racism. I shouldn't have got at every ASHKENAZIM Jewish woman - just because of ROWLING and that GORDON woman (and NATALIE SAATCHI)...as 'little princesses' who are all talentless, lazy and generally vile...but I tend to write it as it comes...I really do not care anymore.
Other notes:
Now, I get it…at the back of the THAI restaurant…this would have been something to do with GAMBLING for some reason…cards…or MAH JONG…I think that it was MAH JONG except that RIMINGTON called it another name…so a variant upon the Chinese name from another Pacific Rim country…as in THAILAND…
My parents had bought an antique MAH JONG game for some reason…and they kept it at their chateau in VIEILLEY…and apparently when CIELO’s parents and relatives came to stay in France…they all knew how to play and loved it…I would guess that it is also a favourite pastime of the Chinese Philippinos (spelling?) too, then…
Other notes:
So let me recap for the ILL (if they have Attention Deficit Syndrome)…I have the keys to a virus that will be released at some point, courtesy of MARK – which will only affect the ILL…additionally, they now have the MOB on their back…another ‘double-whammy’ of sorts.
HOW FAR DO YOU WANT TO GO?
Other notes:
Again, I am down to my last £10 and that will not last long…but I am not worried…the money will come from somewhere.
NOTES CONT'D:
I have often found that when the ILL do not want me to put up a document upon this blogspot - they censor me upon the LAYOUT page i.e. I am NOT allowed to put up anything at all. No extra boxes to fill in the LAYOUT page - however when they want me to put something up - the boxes appear.
For some reason, TENDRING HUNDRED WATER BOARD did not want me to put up their NOTICE but I found a way around it by 'editing' the existing title page and putting it behind my intial blurb about MANNINGHAM-BULLER.
You can see the faint type of this blurb (in 'white') over the document but it doesn't really disfigure what is upon this 'letter'.
Why would the ILL not want me to divulge this particular document?
Could it be because MI6 as in JOHN SCARLETT have been covertly 'running' this peculiar 'waterboard' and for so long?
As soon as I had put it up on the WEB - I heard SCARLETT upon the network saying:
"We are finished."
I have no idea why but 'GOOD'...pay my money back...I will stop exposing you - geddit?
Not yet...well then, there is more...
NOTES CONT'D:
More ILL mail in my inbox -
mettle_ismaila16 PLEASE FINE A PLACE IN YOUR HAERT TO HELP ME OUT. Mon, 15/12/08 9KB
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' BOOKS:
I have just bought a bottle of red wine - OTTERBROOK MILL SHIRAZ:
9 310415 012934
R8236
L8308 1914
How odd 1914 - that's WWI isn't it?
Anyway, it is 'okay' for £3.99 although not as nice as the 'white' - you wouldn't get a better red wine in the UK for under £7...unless you bought (like my father) the SUNDAY TIMES cases of wine...that sort of 'bargain deal'...where it all works out at about a fiver...
That is NOT the point though, is it? The CIA are telling me...or rather, they asked me:
'What do you want to do?' - in relation to the MEDICS.
'If you open a bottle of the red - that person is FLOODED with all of their memories...which will be very unpleasant to say the least - most of them go completely off their heads - when that happens they normally need a spell in an asylum, of some description - for an indeterminate period. If you SMASH a bottle of red - the MOB get them. End of story.'
I decided, upon consultation - that it would be best to OPEN the bottle of their memories - rather than to SMASH them all.
I am wondering about the TIME DELAY...in relation, to my buying a bottle of the OMEGA OTTERBROOK MILL white wine...and then about a week later...finding that ALL of the WHITE WINE bottles, apart from 2...had been sold...but NONE of the RED.
Could that be - because I was acting like the ROMAN EMPEROR'S official 'taster'?
As in 'let us wait and see...if it poisons her - we don't touch it - if she is all right after a week - we get in there'...
Okay, so how long are you going to wait before you buy up the rest of the RED OTTERBROOK MILL wine then? You don't have to 'drink' it...you simply have to OPEN it.
However, the CIA also told me...if you want the knowledge i.e. the 'radio-link' to the MEDICAL ILL...then you would have to taste it...strange but true...no idea how that one works or if somebody is really taking the piss...
I would guess that would be a good idea for somebody like PETRONELLA, if she is interested in getting to the bottom of what this is really all about...I am sure she did train as a doctor at some point...after an 'easy spell', studying LAW...if you have a high IQ, a disciplined mind and drive...then the sky is the limit...or beyond...think beyond any 'circle'.
I remember at the TEMPLAR CASTLE...she impressed me with her knowledge of the BRITISH UPPERCLASSES and their 'magic'...they all believe that they are 'magicians'...or a lot of them, at any rate...when they say 'magic' they mean 'mind control'...PETRONELLA had studied them...their habits, their accents, their codes...it was all easy for her...she had dedicated herself to STUDY...and from an early age...so she had the piss taken out of her, at school...she would show them...she had a brain...she would use it...they didn't...they were going nowhere...
This is the same TRAP that SHANA fell into...in the EAST END...her family were utter rogues - by her own admission...she worked hard...got good exams results...to educate herself into a different society...a different class of people...a new life through a better job...and then BRITISH INTELLIGENCE kidnapped her, at 17 years old - she agreed to go on the course (nobody gave her a 'course description' but then they wouldn't, would they?)...
SHANA didn't know it but she had been groomed from birth to be an ILL SLAVE...SHANA continued to be impressive, academically...by becoming conversant in CHINESE...in her 40s (and within 4 years)...the hardest language to learn...when most linguists say that it is almost impossible to learn another language well, after early childhood...and particularly not Chinese.
PETRONELLA didn't appear to have been born in the UK though...her culture was another one...but I am not sure where...and even if I could make sense of the images...it could be anywhere...the images were vaguely Eastern European/Balkan...she had dedicated herself to learning all there was to know about ILL CULTURE and how to access this 'circle'...
Other notes:
I had an odd encounter in the LIBRARY - two elderly gentlemen...talking about the HALFMOON PUB behind me upon the computer...and I asked them about it...one of the elderly gents, asked me if I was FOREIGN to this country...that was what was so odd...I sounded like a 'foreigner' to him.
He queried my accent...that was SO odd...he had been born in LONDON too...his grandmother had owned a pub in the East End but he had been born further out - not in a working class area...so I gave him a Cockney pronunciation of ALDGATE...and then a BRUMMIE accent...by way of explanation of my formative years, LONDON until 11 years old and then Birmingham...I can now see how puzzling my accent is...as it lapses into different regional dialects and intonations...
The guy started to talk about how LONDON had essentially been part of ESSEX in his youth but now it was the GLC...it was all a bit of a condundrum for him...what was ESSEX and what was GLC...
'Go ask my mother and father to show you my early childhood photographs'...I was thinking...I know where I was born and where I grew up - in LONDON...but bit my tongue and was very polite - I liked the guy...I have no idea why...he wanted to chat but he was half-deaf which meant that I was caught in the embarassing situation of having to raise my voice in the LIBRARY.
I could also see that he was blind -or 'differently abled' in politically correct speak - I suppose the natural corollary to that one, would be to see all 'white, heterosexual men' as 'differently disabled' - I have to take the piss out of it all - I cannot help it...anyway, the white stick upon the table...and I knew that 'touch' is very important, when you can hardly see...the human touch. There was little wrong with his hearing though...you just had to speak LOUD enough...as the guy had done, who spoken LOUDLY about the HALF-MOON pub...which had been recently turned into a restaurant...
I shook his hand, after walking away from their table...an old-fashioned way of showing respect - but he was of that era.
I wonder now...if RIMINGTON hadn't programmed ILL SLAVES around here, to think that I was a FOREIGNER? Of course, I am a FOREIGNER to the ILL CULT...I am an OUTSIDER to it.
BUT does that make me a 'foreigner' within the UK?
That is the BIG QUESTION - am I a foreigner in my own country - simply because I refused to be a ROYAL ILL SLAVE?
Everything points to the fact that this is true...COLLIE in 1997...telling me that I had to go abroad to work...because I would never get another job in the UK...I had no options...I was NOT allowed to stay in the UK anymore...
Additionally, I had to 'rejoin' BRITISH INTELLIGENCE and kow-tow to the line...or else I wouldn't even be allowed their lowliest paid job abroad...although COLLIE sneered that she might be able to get me a SENIOR TEACHER'S position in some BRITISH COUNCIL DTO...
A position that I had TURNED DOWN in Prague a year or so earlier...
The simple reason being...I had NO interest in the hierarchy or going 'up' within it...secondly, that the pay increment was SO low...and the amount of work that you had to do as a SENIOR TEACHER was staggering...i.e. basically do the assistant director's job and the manager's job of that centre...which is what SYLVIA ended up doing...
All for what amounted to...basically a pay rise of 'two private lessons' a week...which you could earn off your own bat, if you really wanted to...a paltrey sum of money.
I didn't 'see' myself working for the BC for long...I didn't see myself in EFL for that long...I was hoping for something...but I had no idea what...in my life...things only tended to get worse...but I had hope...I had faith...somewhere and somehow...something better than the BC would come along...it didn't. I lost hope. I began to see things realistically. I began to ANALYSE - in my early thirties.
Other notes:
ANALYZA KOMORK...ANA LYS AKO MORK...
In rough translation this appears to be the ANA of the anorexic women around the world (look at any fashion mag or STAR mag)...that most women use as 'aspirational models'...stop kidding yourself...most of us want to look like that...even though the vast majority of MEN do not fancy us, when we look like that...it is a narcissistic fantasy of self-harm...
The ROCKEFELLERS were behind that one...MARK made it his mission to 'understand women'...in terms of their psychology and how to manipulate it...
LYS...quite obvious to most, from my writings...the LYS are the 'open lilies' to be abused...the VULVA of a woman...specifically JEWISH women or women of JEWISH descent...
AKO...ACCO/ACRE...the BIG TEMPLAR STRONGHOLD upon the coastal line of ISRAEL...unfortunately, my money ran out, whilst I was there, in 2006...and I could not take a trip to see the RUINS of the TEMPLAR CASTLE there...or the mountains, where MR D'AJANI had helped me to get through that strange ILL rite of climbing a particular 'mountain' for the hidden cameras...
MR D'ADJANI is a MUSLIM...that is his religion...he believes in it...he also believes in equality and fairness between ALL peoples (ethnicities and countries)...he helped me in 1980...because he believed in the 'power of good'...and if you saw a small spark of it in somebody...you encouraged them...this is the power of G-d...and MR D'ADJANI would greet guests from all over the world, with that one, in mind...and in discussion (he had had so many over the years, with his guests - of so many different denominations and religions)...that there is just ONE G-D...we all believe in...we all have experience of...and that is ENOUGH.
I can quite see how he had had enough...a long time ago...yet the ILL had held him captive...and for so long...running that hotel...never knowing where the next trickle of money would come from...and not for the general upkeep of the hotel...as BRENDA observantly pointed out...'they always have money for certain things but not for others'...and they did...MR D'JANI'S son, then painted the MI5 'FOODIE' PAS MIND CONTROL artifacts upon a huge board, in the kitchen...shielding the view to the 'rottisserie' where RIMINGTON and SCARLETT had roasted a small human baby/foetus...
Other notes:
After getting that TENDRING WATERBOARD LETTER - whatever - and having put it up upon the INTERNET...I was surprised that SCARLETT was the first to go APESHIT...and then TOMLINSON...and then I had a vision of MARK'S 'dark alter' screaming and dancing...he kept saying to all of them 'get out of there now...get out, get out...PACK YOUR SUITCASES' he kept saying.
Other notes:
WEDNESDAY MORNING...
I now have a fiver in my pocket...and am in dire straits as far as money is concerned...but it will come...from somewhere...
Last night...I had a massive amount of memories back...some crucial memories...I couldn't sleep...woke up at about 4 a.m. and wrote it all down, in bed...
Anyway, I forgot to mention yesterday that HANNI GLOOR had sent me an XMAS card - and the 'birds' told me to write back immediately...imperative that I got a card into the GPO with the next post...because she might not last that long...they also told me that my parents would be reluctant to give me the money to go to her funeral but I had to force it out of them...I am her god-daughter, after all. JOHN WATERS told me...'you will be in Switzerland, this Xmas Honey'...
I chose a non-XMAS card, with an easel and paints...in a field of summer flowers...because I wanted to signal to HANNI that these were the Elysian fields...where the HEROES/HEROINES went to after death, according to Greek myth. She could paint her own future in this idyllic setting...wherever HANNI goes next...I am sure that she will do so triumphantly...she has helped me so much in bringing this EVIL cult down. What an extraordinary life she has lived...and it is not over yet...but I have been told to expect the worst.
I then thought back to how evil my mother had been over grandma CLAYTON'S funeral...she had insisted that NONE of our family was to wear all-black...only I did...the boys wore varying colours and HELEN wore a white blouse with a black skirt...
After the funeral...we were forced to leave the reception within half an hour...to the hurt and annoyance upon the face of UNCLE MICHAEL - he demanded to know why...my mother told him that this was HUMPHREY's first night...i.e. the very first play that he had ever managed to get put on (he had written and directed it, himself)...in LONDON...in some pub theatre in Deptford, as I recall - the play started at around 6 p.m and so we all had to leave early in order to get back down there...
It was a terrible thing to do...my mother frogmarched us (and her friends) out of there...and back down to LONDON...the play was appallingly bad...it was a swipe at EDWARD and myself...it centred around two 'friends' who are sharing a flat...one is a highly successful blonde, business-suited PR girl who yaks on her mobile phone in a brainless way for hours...the other is a sort of dreamy 'KOO STARK' lookalike...who hasn't got a grip on her life...she has no self-confidence, no job...and no prospects...they fall out over a man and then make it up again...that was the entire plot as far as I can recall...like watching a very badly written episode of FRIENDS...except for one thing...there was a 'subplot' going on to the left of the stage...where two actors were watching the 'play' and constantly making ASIDES to the audience about it...they were situated in a 'pub' and in front of a dartboard, throwing darts...it reminded me of the GRADUATES, throwing darts at us in 1980...the time when they took PETRA PHELPS' eye out...
After the play, I discussed it with ED...he felt that he had been 'got at'...that was plain enough...ED was the only successful one of us, in terms of a career...so one can say that HUMPHREY's main anxiety in life, was that ED had been more successful than him...whilst also taking a swipe at me for having nothing...no prospects...the addition of the 'two programmers' who are watching the action...was quite horrific...particularly as ED and I, had just come back from grandma's funeral...
ANTHEA and MARY...two of my mother's friends...flanked me like guard-dogs in that auditorium...I was being shepherded all the way...I was feeling very fragile indeed...I had taken a flight from PRAGUE on the Friday night to be there...my parents had put me up in a room at the BMA headquarters (just round the back of the TAVISTOCK)...and I had had a panic attack (first ever) upon OXFORD STREET...it was all too much...I jumped into a taxi and went round to ED'S - I wouldn't stay at the BMA...ED was my only lifeline, at that point...
My mother was cold, furious and vindictive about her mother's death...she told all of us that she wished that we could have seen the dead body of my grandmother...she went into graphic detail about how her lungs had filled up with water...and how grandfather had found her, with her tongue so far out of her mouth that it touched her ear - how grotesque it had been...when I asked my mother why she wanted us to see grandma like that...she said that it would teach us what DEATH looked like - to see a real dead body - but it was TOO late now - the undertakers had cleaned her up and so little point. I told her that I had seen a real dead body at SOLIHULL SWIMMING POOL - a young man had drowned there - the lifeguards had been unable to resuscitate him. My mother ignored that comment.
I am beginning to suspect something dreadful...having recently discovered that the ILL CULT use scripts to get daughters to murder their mothers...this extremely misogynist cult might have made this particular horror, one of their 'rites of passage'...in brief, I am beginning to suspect my mother of murder.
I mean...we were all 'drowned' and hung until our hearts stopped, in 1980...and I didn't see anybody's tongue come out of their mouth, so far that it touched their ear...what was my mother talking about? I am beginning to suspect 'foul-play' here. If it wasn't my mother - it would have been BOBBY.
Other notes:
The first clump of memories relates to FRANCE...and so probably whilst I was living there (having no residence in the UK)...2003/4...
I was with the MOB BOSS...he had taken me to visit PASCAL in the South of France...the MOB BOSS was to tell me that PASCAL had been working so hard...for all of his life...againt the cult...he had directed all of his psychic energy against it...and it had worn him out...but he would persist until it was all over...
Secondly, the MOB BOSS took me to CHARTRES...he had helped me to escape from the ILL CULT because he wanted me to show him how to release the SOULS - those souls trapped down the WELL...underneath the CATHEDRAL.
I showed him everything...SOULS are telepathic...and I had to direct them out of their prison...this may sound odd but they were all 'upside down'...and in order to escape from the WELL, I had to tell them to turn themselves upside down...and then they could rise out of the well...and they did...we guided them down the passage way and out into the sunlight, outside of the cathedral...it was a magnificient sight...so many 'souls' which had the appearance of 'white birds'...you 'sense' them like that...even though they are invisible to normal vision...and they were flying all around the MAFIA BOSS...alighting on his shoulders...so grateful at their release...he looked a bit like ST FRANCIS of ASSIS...which is, I suppose what he was...he had a beautiful voice...and when you hear a voice like that...such as the CHINESE singing all of the half-tones...you can speak to 'souls'...
Anyway, the souls continued to come out...a steady stream of them...so very many...it took so long for them all to emerge...to then go to the THRONE OF G-D and then back to their rightful owners...free at last...
I therefore decided to 'look back into history'...for how long had this 'soul-trapping' been going on at CHARTRES?
I 'saw' in my mind...DR SAMUEL PEPYS...he had been the original creator of this SATANIC CULT...he was one of the original 'northern swans' of the HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN paedophile cult...my father had read ALL of his diaries...and he had them all lined up, 'pride of place' upon his bookshelf in our family living room...(I can now see why it was important to open the RED wine, last night...to open up the MEDICS)...anyway, PEPYS looked rather like NIGEL LAWSON in my vision of him...curly grey hair...large head...an ancestor? He had the GOLDEN HARP of the northern swans...embroidered onto his gown...
So centuries, in effect...you can hardly begin to imagine, how many souls had been trapped down that hole...
CHARTRES is built on a hill...but I could 'x-ray' it to see that it had once been a VOLCANO...a dead one...so this well...appeared to go down to the 'centre of the Earth'...it was so very deep...it wasn't a real well...it was simply a natural tunnel that went straight down into the Earth's core...or rather into the caverns, where the lava had once erupted from.
I can now see that even though I have refuted SON OF G-D programming and wouldn't have anything to do with saving the souls of the ILL from HELL...what I was really supposed to do...was to save the souls of the victims of the ILL from being trapped underground...and this is what the MOB BOSS had found out...and that is why he then took me to CHARTRES.
The souls had been convinced by 'mirrors' that they were in a 'dimension' from which they could not escape...
They had been shown an ILLustration...I can remember it being on the back of an ANALOG Sci-Fi book...it is of a black tunnel with light at the end of it and a silhouetted slim figure is standing in the light...this image was upon all sides of the souls...but every time they went towards the 'light' - they hit a mirror...there were mirrors all around them...above them, below them, to the sides...so firstly I had to SMASH this ILLusion for them...turn them the right way up and pull them out of there...get them to follow me...
I then wondered why the ILL were trapping souls underground...I then figured that it was rather like modern society and 'garbage' disposal...i.e. dig a big hole and bury it...because a soul is eternal and nobody (apart from G-d) can extinguish a soul...therefore the ILL had to dispose of them somewhere...
I then remembered the LEVITE who was telling us that our souls flew into the PINK SUNSET...but in point of fact, they couldn't because that whole 'viewing station' was of GLASS...no windows though...there was no way, that any of our 'souls' could fly into the sunset...we could only watch it...
I am beginning to see that this SOUL-TRAPPING went on until all of your soul had been trapped...by the ILL...the ILL couldn't trap your whole soul in one go...just fragments of it...
Anyway, watching the MOB BOSS with all of those souls around him...filling the air around us...like a sort of spiritual snowstorm (but no ECT involved this time)...was a brilliant sight...and then something incredible happened...a 'knock-on' effect...I saw so many other sites, around the world...that had been used for SOUL-TRAPPING...the WHITE HOUSE, the KREMLIN, the TAJ MAHAL, ST PAULS etc...and the souls were coming up from underground...flying free...huge shoals of them...it was an incredible sight.
Other notes:
More was to come...I went to sleep and then woke up...I was not sure if I was 'remembering' it or if this was happening at the time...but figure that it must have happened recently...
I was watching a man that the CIA had chosen...he was entering one of the ROYAL PALACES in LONDON and I think that it was KENSINGTON but I am not sure...he KNEW where the ORB was...and his mission was to smash it...and he did...
I need to backtrack here...to yesterday...the CIA were going 'all guns' after I had posted up the TENDRING HUNDRED WATERBOARD letter...yes, it contained a dire coded 'death threat' to myself...but more importantly, it held a 'keyhole access' into MI6...or to what SCARLETT, TOMLINSON, MARK and ETI...had been up to...
The CIA ran through the databanks and found out how to 'ACCESS' with ILL passwords - Kensington Palace.
Let me backtrack again...yesterday, I visited the HALF-MOON pub...which is now a THAI restaurant upon EASTGATE STREET...and I remembered RIMINGTON in there with her MAH JONG board...which was naturally used as colour-coding programming...the pegs in the board...
However, I can now remember what had happened in 1980...when this building was called the HALF-MOON pub...this was all about GAMBLING DENS...and GAMBLING programming...
MADAME SOSOSTRIS AND HER WICKED PACK OF CARDS (T S Eliot - The Wasteland)...in point of fact, it was TOMLINSON dressed up as a gypsy - in the back room...a frightening sight...and he then proceeded to programme me with his PACK OF CARDS...it was all very like THE MANCHURIAN CANDIDATE...in brief:
ACE OF CLUBS = 'atomic explosion'
KING OF CLUBS = GOLDMAN SACHS
QUEEN OF CLUBS = 'MA' ROCKEFELLER
JACK OF CLUBS = ROYALTY in general, those like MARK and the ARISTOCRACY
The way into KENSINGTON PALACE...there were various stages and you needed CLUB playing cards 2-10...to get to the room with the ORB...they acted like 'magic' upon the courtiers/valets/butlers whoever was around...
What about the other suits?
QUEEN OF HEARTS = YOU LOVE ME
This card is used by the PROGRAMMER to ensure 'love' and total obedience from the slave. All of the HEARTS cards are of a similar nature - to bond a slave to a programmer.
I can now see why LADY DIANA looked a bit 'coy' when she told MARTIN BASHIR that she wanted to be QUEEN OF HEARTS...she was telling her 'slave base' to love and protect her, as she tried to escape from the ROYAL FAMILY.
The QUEEN OF HEARTS was left out upon that programming table at the MI HOTEL...this was to remind ALL visiting ILL SLAVES to LOVE their programmer...to reinforce that programming. I didn't quite understand what was going on at the time...but the card annoyed me so much, that I placed it back into the deck and then drew out all 4 ACES - I then arranged them in the centre of the deck circle of cards (the QUEEN had been in the centre, previously)...I was basically saying...I am going to use the ACES against you, ILL CULT...they are now in 'my pocket'...
SPADES are all used as PUNISHMENT cards.
DIAMONDS are all about MONEY - the payment or non-payment of SLAVES.
Additionally, there is the NINE OF WANDS in the TAROT - which translates as the NINE OF CLUBS...if you look at the RIDER-WAITE pack...you will see the appropriate image...a man who has a bandage around his forehead...he is wounded but not bowed...in TAROT it signifies 'VICTORY' but at a cost...and a continuing fight...he is standing in front of a row of stakes/wands...
NINE OF WANDS/CLUBS = REMEMBER EVERYTHING i.e. the ILL SLAVE regains all of their memories...
TEN OF WANDS/CLUBS means that you can look at the ORB...although you have to be one of the picture cards in order to be able to touch it...
Anyway, let me get back to 'our man at KENSINGTON PALACE'...the CIA asked me to be 'with him' as in, to help him by 'seeing through his eyes'...in case he needed extra help...and I did so...rather like the way in which JOHN WATERS has guided me...this is a 'soul telepathic network'...
He took several attempts to SMASH the ORB but eventually he managed to break it...he only had one window open, though...and that was a problem...what emerged from the ORB was so incredibly powerful...it was frightening...it was a benign force but so powerful...rather like standing next to 'atomic power'...highly concentrated energy...but of a pearly, moonish type of light...what was worse...it had formed into an apparition...
I 'knew' precisely what I was looking at...it was the SPECTRE....
This may sound very JAMES BOND...and the Russian paramilitary organisation called SPECTRE...but this was the name of this particular collection of souls and I KNEW it...
The SOULS that had been trapped in that ORB had formed an ethereal BODY...unlike all of the other times, that I have witnessed this phenomenon...where one simply sees a 'shoal'...rather like hundreds of LITTLE FISHES...all swimming around together...rather like deep-sea diving to see a shoals of little fishes swim around you...which turn into 'white birds' as they fly into the sky...
Anyway, the energy build-up was too much...the guy was scared and so was I...I kept saying through him 'I command you to go to the throne of G-d' but the SPECTRE just stood there...so I told the guy to get out fast...he ran out of the room...down the long staircase to the right...and told the DOORMAN in passing...to OPEN ALL OF THE WINDOWS of the Palace...it was then that it happened...
It was rather like an ATOMIC EXPLOSION...but not blinding 'white light'...but the soft pearly light of the MOON...suddenly the SPECTRE had dissipated...into the sky...around and across the world...all the souls had suddenly expanded...the concentration of energy was so great (I guess that 'coiled compressed spring' isn't the correct metaphor but you get the idea)...it was an explosion of all of that pent-up energy...one second it was in that room...and the next it was in the sky, in the atmosphere...everywhere...I even felt the ripples and effects of it...in my bed, in EAGLE HOUSE...
I knew who had been captured in that orb...so many souls of the 'Russian contingent'...and that numbered PUTIN, MANNINGHAM-BULLER, TOMLINSON, MILIBAND...so many of us...
So those souls went back to G-d...and then to the 'bodies' and 'minds' of their rightful owners.
We shall see, what effects this shall produce...
Additionally, MR PUTIN had one question to ask me from his hospital bed...where he was convalescing, after SMASHING the eggs...why had I endangered him...by getting him to smash the EGGS before he had obtained his whole soul back? He now had his whole soul back and was recovering fast...but even so...
What can I say but that this is all about ALICE programming and HUMPTY DUMPTY...remember the awful poem about HUMPTY DUMPTY who is out to catch the LITTLE FISHES? You have to BREAK the EGGS i.e. soul-trappers before you can release the souls...no other way.
TOMLINSON was the hardest EGG to crack...
MR PUTIN is a true genius...the only person who had the psychic strength to attempt the job...and he managed it without dying...an exceptional and extraordinary man.
It was a battle between GOOD and EVIL and MR PUTIN conquered the EVIL of the ILL...all of those 'eggs' in one go.
One has to say that he is not out of danger yet...TOMLINSON is still out to murder him...his need for vengeance is massive...and he will use anybody...including ANDREW MARR to do it...that NEW YEAR's EVE party...remember...
Other notes:
LOWESTOFT...I saw that CABAL again...4 of them live in LOWESTOFT...(I had formerly noted one o their houses, a bungalow overlooking a bay, to the right of it...high up on a hill...with a large 'birdbath/urn' at the front of it...upon a small hillock with other urns in the corners...there were trees to one side of the bungalow and fields beyond the garden, out back...
I remembered 'seeing' this with MARK...the CABAL were on the run...their 'ratline' out of the UK...via the Lowestoft docks...
A large black car...old-fashioned...looked a bit like a Sedan car...pulled up in a street which ended at the seafront promenade...I saw BAY ROAD...there were black railings down this posh street...it looked rather like a 'cared for' ORWELL ROAD...very tall, expensive terraced houses of the Georgian period...or perhaps earlier...
The four of them got into it...one man got into the boot...2 men and 2 women...
The guy who was driving was smallish, blondish...slightly tanned...his name was LEONARD and I think that his surname was GORDON although I am less sure...
LEONARD was the OBERON of the ILL CULT...the KING FAIRY of the PORPHYRIES...and his queen was called VIOLET...she was sitting in the front...she was the TITANIA...
Once at the PORT...the car was stopped...and LEONARD was asked to get out...as a routine check...once he had realised that it was a trap...he tried the 'charm' that I had used effectively upon DALDRY in PRAGUE 1995...
'EYORE...you have the eyes of a donkey' and this stunned the port official...I kid you not...this is all MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM programming...but then the ARMY got LEONARD...VIOLET tried to escape...to the right...a mind control slave had come to her aid...and I was shouting in my head...don't let her escape...handcuff them and gag them...
Anyway, a man called WATKINS was hiding in the boot...he was the HEAD of the WICCAN CULT...as in the man who organised 'wicca man' human sacrifices...
As far as I could see...the ARMY managed to get them all into a large white van, in the end...I have no idea, where they ended up...I could see several SAS members around...
Other notes:
The funniest thing about yesterday at the LIBRARY...was that after I had managed to bypass the 'block' upon putting that TENDRING HUNDRED letter up on my blogspot...I was closing down my various files...to see that the TENDRING file had changed name, in MY COMPUTER...it had changed to something like OCR or OSR...what could that mean? Somebody had obviously tried to delete it before I could upload it and failed...that has never happened before...normally, the files are deleted ONLY after you have logged out...
Other notes:
I was thinking about the new and 'official' FERRYMAN in HARWICH yesterday...who had been a DJ for RADIO CAROLINA...and I remember the odd conversation with him...going across to SHOTLEY...
He began to ring the BELL upon my bike...saying:
"I like to try out everybody's BELLS on their bikes...some people like it...some people don't...the GERMANS really don't like it when I ring their BELLS'...
I wonder now...a double-entendre? BELL = BELLE
Has this guy replaced TOMLINSON down in HARWICH?
Other notes:
I had better get going now...get out of the flat before 9a.m to get this up on the INTERNET...just in case that SOCIAL WORKER has managed to get a warrant...
Other notes:
I looked through TOMLINSON's mind again...to see his main 'gist' title for me upon his programming sheet...and that was ALCOHOLIC BUNNY RABBIT...so that is what he wanted me to become whilst in this flat...I suppose I will do what MR PUTIN found easiest...just 'enjoy' it...as I once did, in 1993 Poland - whilst enduring non-consensual sex with MR PUTIN...you just have to enjoy it...although, having no money left...I cannot continue with the wine-tasting bonanza...however, there was a new selection in the 'for sale' rack in the CO-OP which I omitted to mention...I cannot remember the name of it...the CIA are telling me that these bottles represent the JUDGES...so to your 'good health'...those of you who are following my account of 'to hell and back'...this is a rather fun 'advent' game...during the run-up to XMAS...'drink' your way through those bastards...we now have the CIVIL SERVICE/COURTIERS down...the REDS as in MEDICS are next...and then the JUDGES...it was a white wine bottle with a white or cream label...and goldish letters...
Everyone has their souls back now...nobody is under TOMLINSON'S control anymore...their souls will protect them from any ILL attack...and so why fight his demonic battle for him, anymore?
NOTES CONT'D:
I walked out of the alleyway into WEST STREET with my bike...and saw the ILL SOCIAL WORKER...instructing a policeman what to do:
"Remember to take away her PASSPORT - have you got that?"
The POLICEMAN NODDED.
There was also a young Asian/Indian looking woman with them in a long black coat.
So THE MAGGOT wasn't with them, this time?
Additionally, this was a different SOCIAL WORKER.
Anyway, none of them recognised me and so I just walked casually in between the group of them, standing upon the pavement, by a POLICE CAR - it was too easy.
So what are the ILL planning to do now?
I mean just how 'dangerous' do they think that I am - that they want to take my passport away?
Is this legal?
I have done nothing wrong apart from to stop paying my rent and bills for a while...and that results in these people trying to break into my flat, arrest me/section me and take away my PASSPORT?
NOTES CONT'D:
I can see that this is TOMLINSON'S hysterical revenge - for the above email.
He can capture all of my notes - from my computer in FLAT 3.
I heard him contact PETRONELLA this morning - he was screaming at her:
'Get anybody you can, get the POLICE - get EVERYBODY to go in there'...
Anyway, having arrived at the LIBRARY to put up these notes...I am feeling slightly calmer about the whole thing.
The ARMY network was 'cool' about it all. They were of the opinion that I had simply pulled more of the ILL out. I was doing my job well.
However, it was a close shave, this morning.
The POLICEMAN would have LIED - he would have told me that he had a WARRANT in order to get me to open the door.
He was a DIFFERENT policeman to the one before - I should have made a note of his number...didn't think to do so, at the time...he was tall, grey-haired - quite bulky but slim - a big man, dressed in yellow and black...with is walkie-talkie.
The SOCIAL WORKER was a 'new one' this time, as well.
I have no idea who the ASIAN/INDIAN woman was but she looked 'legal'...probably filling in the 'soft cop' role as in 'I am the 'good gal' who will help you through this process.
...but to take away my PASSPORT...things are now really getting dangerous...
However, if the ARMY and whoever else, will now deal with these three ILL people - then I do not have to worry.
PLEASE do not let them bother me again.
On the lighter side of it all - am I going to expect a new 'trio' of ILL BULLIES - every couple of days (who are then apprehended aferwards - like the DR 'MAGGOT') - as TOMLINSON sends slave after slave, around to my front door to harass me?
Is this the general scenario? I am hoping that it is and that nobody slips up.
NOTES CONT'D:
Some more ILL EMAILS to hit my inbox, this morning:
DR ATEF AMIN Business proposal Reply Asap 3:22 AM 4KB
drvictorphilip03@centrum.cz FROM Dr.Victor Philip Tue, 16/12/08 6KB
NOTES CONT'D:
A legal point - if that SOCIAL WORKER was attempting to SECTION me...the law used to be that you had to have TWO DOCTORS present in order to do so - as far as I could see...there was only 1 possible doctor there...
The first time it was DR MAGGOT...the second time - that INDIAN/ASIAN woman was most probably a 'doctor', upon reflection and not a 'legal worker'.
However, surely that is not legal - you need two doctors present in order to 'section' a person...
Also neither are 'my doctor' as far as I know...having never met my new doctor, at the HARWICH HEALTH CENTRE.
NOTES CONT'D:
http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/americas/madoff-victims-threaten-legal-action-1192824.html
I have met this man - BERNARD MADOFF - he was a friend of RIMINGTON'S and she introduced me to him, in situ - at his 'business' centre.
Yesterday, I picked up a copy of THE INDEPENDENT to read a fascinating article about this man. How he had CONNED so many people and organisations, around the world.
I was looking at the photograph in THE INDEPENDENT...his face was easily recognisable...and also the COMPUTER SCREENS...used precisely the same TURQUOISE as BBC RAW LIBRARY...this MADOFF was part and parcel of the ILL NETWORK...
RIMINGTON referred to MADOFF as her main 'accountant' - he was in charge of all ILL CULT business.
Here is the article in today's INDEPENDENT:
Madoff victims threaten legal action
Banks and investment firms blamed for introducing clients to '$50bn fraudster'
By Stephen Foley in New York
Wednesday, 17 December 2008
The victims of the world's biggest fraud are raising harsh questions about how Bernard Madoff was able to run his $50bn (£33bn) scam for so long without his staff, the authorities or his trading partners noticing.
A firestorm of legal action is gathering as individuals who lost their life savings and charities threatened to pursue the banks and investment firms that made their ill-fated introduction to Mr Madoff.
"If this were a traditional bank robbery, the eyewitness reports would say Mr Madoff walked out with billions of dollars as someone held the door open for him," said Jeffrey Zwerling, a lawyer representing some of the victims. "There is just no way that this happens without help of some kind."
The fall-out from Mr Madoff's arrest on Thursday is being felt around the world as banks, hedge funds, charitable organisations and thousands of well-to-do individuals tot up their losses. With each passing hour, new victims come to light, often in the tight-knit world of Jewish philanthropy, where Mr Madoff managed cash for numerous charities and for many of their biggest donors.
Christopher Cox, chairman of the Securities and Exchange Commission, the US financial regulator, said last night that he was "gravely concerned by the apparent multiple failures over at least a decade" and that he had ordered "full and immediate review of the past allegations regarding Mr Madoff and his firm and the reasons they were not found credible".
More European finance houses confessed to losses, including Crédit Mutuel, France's second-largest bank. Regulators in Spain said 224 investment funds in the country had been exposed and faced losses of €107m (£97m). Among the celebrity victims revealed yesterday is Uma Thurman. Her husband, Arpad Busson, had £145m invested with Mr Madoff through his hedge fund. A charity connected to Steven Spielberg, the Hollywood director, was already among the list of victims. UK banks HSBC, Royal Bank of Scotland and Santander – owner of Abbey and Alliance & Leicester – have previously admitted exposure of more than $5bn between them.
The breathtaking fraud, committed over many years by one of Wall Street's best-respected investment managers, was uncovered only when Mr Madoff confessed to his two sons a week ago that he was "finished". In a criminal lawsuit filed the next day, public claims that Madoff Investment Securities was managing $17bn of client money and had made double-digit returns every year for almost a decade were "all just one big lie", he had told them.
Mr Madoff was running a giant pyramid scheme, paying out to existing investors with money coming in from new ones. But as the credit crunch began to bite, investment dwindled and there was a surge in requests to cash out. It proved to be his undoing.
Lawyers said the investment managers who recommended that their clients invest with Mr Madoff should have investigated his methods, which he had shrouded in mystery. They pointed to red flags going back as far as 1999, when Harry Markopolos, a securities industry executive, urged the SEC to investigate Madoff Investment Securities. Last year, investigators hired by potential investors urged them not to invest because they were suspicious.
The New York Law School – which fears losing $3m of its endowment fund – launched a lawsuit against one of its financial managers, Ascot Partners, Ascot's boss, Ezra Merkin, and the auditor, BDO Seidman. The defendants "recklessly or with gross negligence caused and permitted $1.8bn, virtually the entire investment capital of Ascot" to be handed over to Mr Madoff, according to the suit. Separately, Yeshiva University said it was considering its options after it lost about $110m.
Mr Madoff is due in court today for a bail hearing. He was released on a $10bn bond last week but has failed to find the required three co-guarantors. Meanwhile, details are emerging of the two separate sets of books he kept: ones showing the real losses, the other detailing the fictitious trading and profits, which he would mail to investors.
Mr Madoff has told the FBI he acted alone. His sons, Andrew and Mark, work in a different part of the business and the Massachusetts Secretary of State, William Galvin, did not suggest his brother Peter was involved.
The victim: A charity devoted to the poor
As well as the super-rich circling Mr Madoff in his playgrounds of Palm Beach, Florida, and Long Island, New York, there are scores of philanthropic victims of his record-breaking fraud, the JEHT Foundation among them. Since it was formed in 2000, it has given away $62m to fund research, to lobby for progressive reforms, and to prop up projects in some of the most deprived areas of the US. It harnessed the fortune of the late real estate mogul Norman Levy, but the family's money was invested with Mr Madoff, and is probably now gone.
In reply to the question:
WHO ARE THE 5 STARS OF THE ILL CULT?
They all begin with T:
TURNPIKE
TUNGSTALL
TIMOTHY
TEREIRA
TERRY
NOTES CONT'D:
Want to know about the SWEET system?
This is how the ILL indicate a 'pay-off'.
They leave a YELLOW/GOLD Quality street chocolate in your 'path'.
This happened to me this morning...let me explain:
The 'birds' told me - after you have exposed the 5 STARS of the ILL CULT - TOMLINSON will be forced to pay you back - or you will continue to expose more and more until his entire organisation is in utter ruins. The 'birds' thought that the exposure of ther 5 STARS would be enough but they were not counting upon TOMLINSON'S insane sickness, surrounding money - as I have said before, he is a MEANIE FREENIE times a million.
Anyway, after putting up my first notes - I had then gone to check my bank account at the HSBC CASHPOINT and had found that I had
only £2.64 in my account.
Now, when I have tried to get out a sum of money which exceeds what I have in my bank balance - I have met with two responses.
The first time that this happened - the machine told me: 'this service is unavailable'.
The second time this happened, the machine told me:
'you have insuffient funds.'
Anyway, I came back to LIBARY and as I was chaining my bike...I noticed a mind control slave walk into the LIBRARY (he looked Middle-Eastern appearance and the 'birds' told me MOSSAD)...ANYWAY, he dropped this Quality Street chocolate in the middle of the doorway...so that I couldn't miss it as I walked in after him.
The 'birds' told me to pick it up and leave it in the LIBRARY.
They then told me to go back to the CASHPOINT because they figured that TOMLINSON would have put my money back into my account.
No such luck. My balance remained at £2.64
Anyway, the 'BIRDS' then told me to try to take £50 out and the machine gave me this message:
(words to the effect) 'you do not have sufficient funds but an overdraft can be arranged if you still want to take out this money...and a charge of up to £25 will be incurred...'
I have never read such a weird message upon a cashpoint machine before!
NOTES CONT'D:
Let us expose some more, then:
Who constitutes the TRIANGLE then?
1. MARK RICKENBACH
2. BEN OBENAUER (REPLACED BY MIKE PEARSON)
3. STEPHEN DALDRY
NOTES CONT'D:
I will now proceed to expose the rest of them:
THE CIRCLE...THE SQUARE..THE RECTANGLES...DIAMONDS...HEARTS...AND OVALS...
But before, I do...I will go back to the cashpoint, to give MEANIE FREENIE one more chance.
This is a real laugh, isn't it?
NOTES CONT'D:
The cashpoint still registered £2.64
So now it is time to reveal who the YELLOW/GOLD thin stick of a QUALITY STREET is:
The TOP MAN OF THE ILL CULT:
ATTA ABBAS HUSSAIN
14 AL-JEEZARAA STREET
BAHRA
IZMIR
TURKEY
Goodbye.
NOTES CONT'D:
I didn't see the point in 'teasing' TOMLINSON anymore - why not just bring the whole lot down in one fell swoop?
NOTES CONT'D:
Spelling error -
ALJEEZARA ST.
This is all SO funny - MARK RICKENBACH'S father has been on the telephone to TOMLINSON screaming at him...after I revealed the 5 STARS...screaming that he was a DEAD MAN if he didn't pay back my money now...and he hasn't...and it is all now HISTORY.
I will go home in peace, knowing that the ILL CULT has been SMASHED.
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE HARRY POTTER BOOKS:
Seeing as it is not against the law to blog, or to tell the truth on a blog, as yet…in the UK…I see no reason, not to update this blog with my current circumstances:
I have been detained on a Section 2 since Wednesday 17th 2008 at the Peter Bruff ward at Clacton General Hospital, Essex.
My mother initiated proceedings by contacting a Social Worker (Ms Watson) who arranged for a warrant in order to escort me to a Colchester Unit – where two Psychiatrists told me that I was ‘delusional’ and that I would be detained (at Her Majesty’s Pleasure) upon a Section 2 for 28 days.
Until this point, I had never met any of these people before and none of them had even attempted to contact me by telephone, letter or email in order to arrange an interview and tell me of their intentions. However, I have to say that none of this came as a surprise – I was anticipating this sort of ‘mobbing’.
My mother had told me at 16 years old (after I had told her that my father was a paedophile) that if I ever said it again – that she would have me sectioned. I never said it again – until now, at 45 years old – I have decided to tell the truth about everything.
Anyway, I have been put upon the drug Olanzapine (Lilly Pom) which is supposed to treat bipolar disorder and schizophrenia – neither of which, I suffer from.
One of the main side-effects of Olanzapine is hallucinations. If I refused to take this drug orally, restraint would be used and I would be injected with it.
I wonder about the Professional conduct of the psychiatrists at Peter Bruff – does one normally treat a ‘delusional’ person with a drug that is known to produce hallucinations?
In brief, I appealed against my Section 2 and was given a Tribunal. This Tribunal also upheld my Psychiatrist’s opinion that I was delusional.
My psychiatrist is called DR CARNEY and his second-in-command is called DR SAMI. Both have been present, at the two 'reviews', I have had so far.
My psychiatrist’s report for the Tribunal concluded that there was ‘no evidence’ that I had ever worked for the British Council abroad. That would be news to my erstwhile colleagues and also my bank manager – the British Council had paid a monthly sterling salary into my bank account but this must be obviously be part of my ‘delusions’ and one hopes that all of this unsatisfactory ‘evidence’ will disappear if I keep taking the drug Olanzapine for long enough – one hopes that this drug will also ‘cure’ my father of paedophilia (at a distance) heh, heh. I am being 'treated' for madness whilst the real criminals walk free - such is life.
What more can I say?
DR CARNEY and my Care Worker arranged a ‘deal’ with me before the Tribunal – if I cancelled the Tribunal – he would let the Section 2 lapse at the end of 28 days and would probably let me out beforehand.
Mr PLUM – a Social Worker at the hospital, advised against cancelling the Tribunal and so I went ahead with it.
During the Tribunal, my lawyer asked Dr CARNEY what his intentions were, regarding my stay at Peter Bruff ward – he replied that he thought it likely that he would turn the Section 2 into a Section 3, at the end of 28 days and keep me on the ward indefinitely. This was quite a volte face and somewhat surprised me but alas, it is difficult to be 'shocked' nowadays by anything that happens to me.
It looks likely that I may be in for a year or more.
EMILY GYDE MA
NOTES CONT'D:
I was recently allowed one hour’s ‘unescorted leave’ in the morning and one hour’s leave in the afternoon – after I had vowed to the psychiatrists in question, not to post anything more upon my blog.
However I can now see the fallacy of this ‘promise’ – my only hope of justice is through the publicity generated through my blog and denying myself that chance, is truly downright crazy.
Therefore, until this 'leave' is ‘discontinued’ I shall continue the 20 minute trek to the local Clacton library and back, to update the followers of my blog, in relation to what these sick people have decided to do next to me.
Nevertheless, I now have to be far more succinct in my posts – I no longer have a personal PC upon which to type up my notes before hand and I only have 15 minutes to post before leaving for the 20 minute trek back to the PETER BRUFF UNIT. Additionally, I have to be slightly more ‘careful’ in terms of what I post up here – and so my only comment for this afternoon is this:
Upon walking into the PETER BRUFF ward for the first time on Wednesday 17th 2008 – a middle-aged woman patient walked up to me and started to sing THE WIZARD OF OZ loudly into my face – she then referred to her ‘computer brain’, pointing to her head. Make of that what you will – I have no further time to add any more notes, today.
OLANZAPINE?
This drug was especially designed by Neo-Nazis to produce brain-damage - specifically within the pre-frontal cortex. Users have reported a dull pain in their forehead. OLANZAPINE is most commonly prescribed to Illuminati slaves, whose programming in unravelling - it shortens mortality considerably and if taken over a long period, produces what the layperson might describe as a 'vegtable' state.
The working title of OLANZAPINE in Illuminati Nazi circles is:
O LANDS OF PINE
I do not suppose I need to add that this is an Ashkenazim 'designer drug'.
This drug is also commonly prescribed to sufferers of Alzheimers and Dementia.
Iris Murdoch was an Illuminati slave who met an untimely death - supposedly from the above but most people in British Intelligence know that it was the drugs prescribed to her which ultimately terminated her life.
Peter Bruff ward?
Adam Saaks was put on a section there - after he had tried to stop the arranged 'slave' marriage of Mel C to a man that had bought her - whom she couldn't stand.
Saaks was given unnecessary brain surgery and ended up a 'vegetable'.
Peter Bruff ward - known as the 'PET SHOP' in Intelligence circles i.e. this is where the slave-drivers dump their slaves once their programming has started to unravel.
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE HARRY POTTER BOOKS:
I need to clarify something from previous notes:
'Ma Rockefeller' may have been the RED QUEEN in the current Illuminati 'pack of cards' hierarchy but my personal 'pack of cards' had MR PUTIN at the top - as the RED QUEEN ('you will love me - be loyal and faithful to me' etc). TOMLINSON and ELIZA MANNINGHAM-BULLER were lesser court cards.)
Other notes:
Prince William and Prince Harry had invented a disgusting programming practice surrounding THE MONKEY KING (where a woman has an 'evil worm' extracted from her throat - see the ITV series for a graphic depiction).
The Princes and their thugs - would torture a 'slave' into OBEing. The body of the slave would continue to breathe slowly - whilst in shock. One of the Princes would then dangle a thread down the throat of the slave- whilst whispering into their ear that this 'evil worm' would attack and murder the slave from within - if they ever dared to disobey them and the Monarchy.
The Prince in question, would then let the cotton thread drop down the trachea of the slave, upon an inhaled breath.
As a consequence, the slave would then suffer ill-health in terms of lung infections and subsidiary complaints - exacerbated by the 'voodoo' subconscious mind programming.
The Princes are worthless young men - they do not deserve respect or status in this country.
Dr Carney? Known in British Intelligence circles as 'Slartybartfast'.
Dr Sami is known as Dr 'Swami'. He performs an Illuminati programming script concerning funeral PYRES for PI slaves.
The CIA use red and black halloween 'devil' masks, with which to program their slaves.
MI6 use lizard masks.
No further comment.
An example of a 'red devil' instruction sent by email under the guise of a google/amazon ad:
36U3-Y4YJ-BZUU-9WW6-F42
להביא יותר תנועה לאתר שלך! משתמש Google Analytics יקר,
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NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE HARRY POTTER BOOKS:
What is the end of the ILLumnati ‘game’ in the UK? The fate of a MER LILY is to die in a room with a ‘sea view’ – euthanasia or murder, either way – the slave-drivers will have set a time and a day. Every slave has an ‘expiry date’. Every slave is told when and where, they are to meet their death. That is part of their programming.
Other notes:
THE TALES OF BEEDLE THE BARD – J K Rowling had a complete strop about not being allowed to contribute to the Harry Potter books – she hit the roof when she was told that she wasn’t even allowed to write a chapter for the last book. She had heard that several people had been given the honour of writing a chapter of it and she wanted to be included. This was her last chance, to have some claim, to having written at least something, for the series. She was naturally turned down. Her writing was sub-standard to requirements. However, DALDRY weakened and promised her another ‘sequel’ book – she could write a few short fairy stories – hence THE TALES OF BEEDLE THE BARD although it was DALDRY’s idea and he would have control over the entire project.
DALDRY despaired over the stories that ROWLING produced – how could he bring them up to standard? I suggested that he edited the stories thoroughly and added a load of interesting footnotes. I had learnt the art of the footnote, whilst writing my dissertation at the University of Warwick. They can add interest to the most boring of chapters. Daldry took the advice given.
There is nothing more to add except that the story THE WARLOCK’S HAIRY HEART is quite fascinating, in terms of ROWLING’S psychology. It was widely viewed by the Templars, as ROWLING’S S/M fantasy, concerning her relationship with TOMLINSON. No longer the EATEN/ETON HEART but the HAIRY HEART – opposed to ROWLING’S take on herself as the beautiful and immaculate Princess. Pass the sick bag, Alice.
“He resolved at once to take a wife, and that she would be a superior wife to all others. She would possess astounding beauty, exciting envy and desire in every man who beheld her; she would spring from a magical lineage, so that their offspring would inherit outstanding magical gifts; and she would have wealth at least equal to his own, so that his comfortable existence would be assured, in spite of the additions to his household.”
I am trying hard not to laugh but it is quite impossible. The real reason, TOMLINSON didn’t marry you for your ill-gotten gains, ROWLING? Look in the mirror – it was your mouth…he couldn’t stand your mouth – nor could the rest of the Templars – they all saw you as ugly, despite your complete subservience and obedience as a slave, to the ILL cult. None of them could bring themselves to marry you, for the money – even though they all knew how much the books would rake in. I’m sorry but this all just gets funnier…
The CCTV ‘fly on the wall’ coverage of J K Rowling with her psychoanalyst is hilarious. Just don’t mention ‘Daddy’s lollipop’ to her – she loved sucking it, so there!
Exit red-faced psychoanalyst…for some people, there is no hope.
Why not check out how much Putin put away, of the Harry Potter money? The Rowling family were so ‘cosy’ with him – Rowling even made an especial trip to the Kremlin, to be commended by her ‘Ashkenazim brethren’, for her ‘exploits’.
Mr Putin has three illegitimate children, besides his daughters. He is particularly sentimental about his illegitimate son. A death warrant has been issued for the lot of them – including Putin. A new man is now necessary for the job. Watch this space.
‘We know their names and addresses.’
RED DEVILS
Obama? A good guy to all accounts.
He will bring about peace in the Middle-East.
Christine Darg's 'exploits' ministry was set up to try and convert the Jews to Christianity in Israel. Some hopes.
The only way to bring peace and justice to the Palestinian/Israeli conflict is to convert the Palestinians to Christianity.
As any 'savvy' Palestinian knows - you turn to the American Christian Lobby for aid and it is given freely. So why not convert your family and friends?
Not such a big deal - another Abrahamic faith which shares most of the same biblical stories. Then go and apply to the Americans for some of that money which they are currently funnelling to the Jews. The US diplomats will do the rest.
The Americans want to see a Christian Israel, in the final analysis.
The amalgamation of the Palestinian lands with Israel, into one democratic State - and NOT a theocratic one.
However, the amount of converted Palestinians to Christianity - should ensure a 'Christian bias' to the proceedings - giving the Palestinians enough status, to be on equal pegging with the Jews (e.g. a platform from which to claim back their homes in East Jerusalem.)
The Beit Din will be confined to 'religious affairs' and not allowed to interfere in the Political sphere. It is currently a bogus Russian Ashkenazim 'operation' which will not be allowed to continue in its current form.
A united Israel/Palestinian lands will return 'Israel' to its biblical borders. Trade will prosper - with this new 'freedom of movement' across the territories - after the taking down of all checkpoints and walls.
Most Israeli Jews already acknowledge that the rapid growth of the Palestinian population will oust them from power in Israel at some point - so why not do it peacefully?
The Jews will be allowed to continue to live in Israel and to worship there.
Obama will spearhead this new time of peace. He will be a figurehead of this new movement - having converted from Islam to Christianity, himself. A prime mover in this 'change for the good' - a new nexus of peace, in the Middle-East.
'RED DEVILS'
It might sound a mite hypocritical if the Palestinians converted to Christianity en masse, overnight but one can see the benefits.
Take a leaf out of the Russian Khazars' book. Historically, they all converted overnight to Judaism - to form the ASHKENAZIM - and so why not?
Clacton - the KGB used to hang out at St Michael's Convent and Convalescence Home, Marine Parade - their cover ID was as staff or visiting nuns. Perhaps the FSB now use it - who knows?
The whole bloody thing in a nutshell?
The Royal Family joined up with the NWO, their intention was to run it, employing the British Ashkenazim of mainly Russian descent, to implement it - the big idea being a 'socialist new world order' but in reality, it would be a Fascist, Totalitarian order.
The Masons duly bought into this idea, in order to improve the lot of their members. Promises, promises e.g. as Tomlinson once said 'you can have the women you always wanted' - as mind control slaves, not to mention an elite status in the new Communist regime.
None of those promises were to be honoured, in the final analysis - the Masons were all put under mind control and used like robotic slaves.
To make matters even more complicated - the KGB had no intention of letting the Royal Family rule the roost. Additionally, the Rockefellers had no intention of letting the Russians rule the roost and so on - hence Illuminati wars.
Changing the Ashkenazim NWO plans into an Islamic NWO set-up was a fabulous con trick - which has succeeded. The NWO has now been rejected by so many people and in so many countries, that it is bound to failure.
The ‘Russian spy’ network in Clacton. A lot of Illuminati slaves worked for it – and have been naming names – for example:
The CARLTON PUB and RESTAURANT – talk to the pigeons on their barstools, as a matter of ‘urgency’, or get hold of Elly on 424571.
The CONNAUGHT hotel where you used to be able to find MR BEASLEY (and probably still can – he acts as receptionist/porter – you name it – a warren of a place) – take the right hand corridor, leading to the garden – his ‘office’ is the fourth door down, on the right – looking at the garden backdoor at the end of the corridor. You should also be able to find MR SAUNDERS popping in, now and then.
If you want to go the main man – MR SOUR – why not try contacting OWEN NEWELL – at LLOYDS/TSB?
Check out THE LETING LINK www.lettinglink.co.uk for Russian Ashkenazim ‘snuff movie’ locations and also BOND ESTATES.
NOTES FROM THE DIARY OF THE REAL AUTHOR OF THE 'HARRY POTTER' SERIES:
My main psychiatrist, DR CARNEY has decided to lapse my SECTION 2 at the end of the 28 days observation period.
The SECTION 2 therefore ends tomorrow - Wednesday 13th January 2009. DR CARNEY has decided not to turn it into a SECTION 3 and isn't going to prolong my stay in hospital indefinitely, as I had been formerly given to believe.
However, I have no place to live and will stay on the ward, until I have found somewhere feasible.
Last night, I had to sleep in the Senior Citizen's MacIntyre Ward, across the road from Peter Bruff because new patients are constantly being admitted and the Peter Bruff Ward needs the beds - for those who are seriously in need of psychiatric care and attention - unlike myself, who is, to all intents and purposes, entirely sane AND unnecessarily taking up a bed.
I telephoned my mother to inquire whether she would help me to find accommodation or not. She was of the opinion that having had me sectioned (she was furious that the SECTION had been lapsed)the State should 'take care' of me and that neither her nor my father should have to pay one penny for me - ever again. According to my mother - they owed me nothing at all - least of all money.
I currently have no money, apart from a couple of pounds and I have no money for a rent deposit.
This infuriated my mother still further - how dare I ask for money? (I hadn't but she knew that this is what was implied -as I told her about my current situation.)
Why hadn't I been put in a 'special housing unit' for people with mental health problems - she wanted to know. Surely the State must now takeover and she could wash her hands of me.
Because the NHS is oversubscribed with people who really need help and support - not people like me, whose parents have decided to try and have their daughter 'put away'(rather like in a Victorian Gothic novel) because I had been 'inconvenient' i.e. told the truth about what they and other ILL people had done, in the past - criminal acts, included.
After stealing so much from me, my parents are completely unrepentent - incorrigible and recalcitrant offenders.
The crimes that the pair of them have committed are so vile - so against any 'natural' human way of behaving that I shouldn't find this behaviour from my mother, out of the ordinary. It is 'part of the course'.
My mother screeched down the telephone at me - that I had been such a 'drain' on the pair of them (bearing in mind that she was the one who had had me sectioned) and that at 45 years old - I should be expected to 'fend for myself'.
Quite incredible. That is what the ILL are like - the 'DURSLEYS' for you.
What can I do but laugh?
Isn't CHERYL working for 'you know who'?
I remember the Connaught but it must have changed its name - either that or it is a nursing home now - big airy, old-fashioned building.
So the KBG were operating out of a Nursing Home in Clacton? Sounds like a Carry On movie or something out of the ‘Allo Allo’ genre – the last place that most people would think of in terms of a ‘base’. However, one can see that the available drugs, syringes and other surgical instruments, might have come in useful.
Is this the end of the quest then? American MacGee’s Alice exits the asylum to what – a ‘room with a sea view’?
What about an ending to this particular ‘Alice’ story?
The ‘White Rabbit’, took the 11.50 from Clacton to Liverpool Street. He had his black leather gloves in his pocket.
The ‘White Rabbit’ had another pseudonym: ‘the Strangler’.
The ‘White Rabbit’ was late for a very important date and he was hoping that Alice would follow him. She didn’t.
Where was he headed? To the Tilbury Docks. To a medium-sized warehouse hanger with a lightish green front. The password was BEGIN…more ‘Menachim Begin’ rather than ‘begin again’. Templar HQ.
What happened he got there? Ask the CID - or quite a few other ‘interested bodies’.
The ‘White Rabbit’ was thinking about OPERATION ANTI-GUA – because double agents (MI6/FSB) such as himself, were furious about the MI6 ‘takeover’ by the Mittals/Indian Intelligence – they wanted the good ol’ days back - but that is another story…
Some more ILLuminati 'spam' in my mailbox:
Ati Tijani TREAT AS URGENT 3:08 PM 6KB
Unread Mahmood READ CAREFULLY AND KEEP CONFIDENTIAL Mon, 12/1/09 5KB
Unread Madawi Atassi FROM MADAWI ATASSI Sun, 11/1/09 5KB
Unread muha_abu@altavizsla.hu DR. ABUBAKAR MUHAMED Sat, 10/1/09 10KB
I shall look at the first one, for a laugh and post it here (and having opened it - it is in GREEN type - so what do you think, Watson?):
I have a new email address!
You can now email me at: ati.tijani11@yahoo.in
- From Dr. Atiko Tijani. Good Day,Please Read and get back to me for more details.My name is Dr. Atiko Tijani, I'm the Director of Audit and Fund Reconcilation in African Development Bank Ouagadougou Burkina Faso.I have a business proposal in the tune of US$30m, (Thirty million American Dollars only) after the successful transfer of the fund, we shall share in ratio of 40% for you and 60% for me.Should you be interested, please contact me through my private email (ati_tijani76@mail.ru) so we can commence on all arrangements and I will give you more information on how we would handle this project.Below is the website of the incident involving the late Mr. Andreas Schranner for your viewing: http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/europe/859479.stm. Please treat this business proposal with utmost confidentiality and send me the following information.1) Full names 2) Private phone number 3) Current residential address 4) Occupation 5) Age and Sex: Kind Regards,Dr. Atiko Tijani.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/europe/859479.stm
Andreas Schranner?
BBC Monday, 31 July, 2000, 13:22 GMT 14:22 UK
Families wiped out in crash
The victims of the AF4590 crash include all 109 people on board and five who died on the ground when the plane crashed into the Hotelissimo.
German Concorde victims
49 women and 47 men
3 children died
Paid up to $ 10,000 each
Most were over 60
Oldest victim: 91
Youngest victim: 7
In addition to the 96 German passengers were two Danes, an American and an Australian. The nine crew were all French.
The passengers were flying to New York to join a Caribbean cruise for a "vacation of a lifetime".
Many people were travelling with their spouses, children or elderly parents, and in some cases whole families were wiped out. Three children were among the dead.
This plane crash was different. This time it was our friends, our families, our beloved ones
Monika Bartsch, Moenchengladbach Mayor
The western German city of Moenchengladbach was the worst hit by the tragedy. Thirteen of its leading citizens, including the director of a business school, a furniture shop owner and the head of a security company, died in the Concorde crash.
Both rich and poor among the dead
Although some of the passengers were local celebrities, others were teachers and post office clerks who had saved up for years for the trip.
As in any other tragedy, behind the names of the victims lie human stories of lives and dreams abruptly cut off.
1,700 townspeople attended a memorial service on Saturday
Kurt Kahle, 51, died in the crash with his 37-year-old wife and son Michael, aged eight. Mr Kahle ran a private business school. "He was well liked, always laughed and had a smile. He knew how to live life to the full," said a friend, Dieter Beines.
Christian Eich, 57, an engineer who ran carmaker BMW's museum, his wife and two children and his wife's parents were also among the victims.
German property magnate Andreas Schranner, 64, his wife Maria, 62, their daughter Andrea Eich, 38, her husband Christian, 57, and their children Katharina, eight, and Maximilian, 10, all perished in the jet.
Friends and relatives mourn the dead
Society photographer Christian Goetz, 60, and his wife Irene Vogt-Goetz, 59, had both conquered cancer and had booked the trip to celebrate a new life together.
Bundesliga football trainer Rudi Fassnacht, 66, and his wife Sigrid, 63, from Cologne.
Middle-aged Rolf and Doris Maldry and Klaus and Margret Frentzen. Modest school teachers, they had saved for the Concorde trip for years. For the Frentzens, it was going to be the honeymoon they did not take before their three children were born.
Forensic experts examine the debris of the Air France Concorde at the crash site near Paris
Concorde pilot Christian Marty, 54, who qualified as a Concorde pilot a year ago. "He was a great professional, who was able to see the wider situation and who had an enormous capacity to analyse a problem clearly," said French accident investigator, François Grange.
"He was not someone who would allow himself to be influenced unduly or who would have had a knee-jerk reaction to a problem."
AF4590 co-pilot Jean Marcot broke the round-the-world flying record in Concorde in 1992 in 33 hours one minute.
Saved by a cardiac arrest
Others stories from the tragedy also include news of people who escaped death.
Actor Guenter Pfitzman: a heart attack saved him
A prominent Berlin actor, Guenter Pfitzmann, was booked aboard the plane but cancelled at the last moment because of heart problems.
Herr Pfitzmann, 76, is known in Germany for starring in the medical drama The Buelowbogen Practice.
"It is terrible to think that we might have been aboard that plane," his wife said. "Our hearts go out to the families of the dead."
Another 33 German passengers booked on the same cruise escaped death. Because of the limited seating aboard the Concorde, they were sent to New York on another supersonic flight before the accident.
Who is 'Ati' and why did he send this email? I do not suppose it matters because this was heard on CCTV:
'You stupid bastards, you have given us all away' - attributed to Prince William although Tomlinson is implicated.
it is good to see you posting again.
Thursday 15th January – THE INDEPENDENT has a couple of fascinating articles – firstly on Patrick McGoohan:
“Death of star who will forever be more than Number Six
…McGoohan wrote several of the episodes under the name Paddy Fitz and also worked as a director on the show, which reflected the cynicism he felt about consumerism and people's willingness to accept authority. In a 1977 interview, he said: "We're run by the Pentagon. We're run by Madison Avenue. We're run by television. And, as long as we accept those things and don't revolt, we'll have to go along with the stream to the eventual avalanche.
"As long as we go out and buy stuff, we're at their mercy. We're at the mercy of the advertiser. And, of course, there are certain things we need, but a lot of the stuff that is bought is not needed. We all live in a little village. Your village may be different from other people's villages, but we are all prisoners."
Secondly, Prime Minister PUTIN and a painting of his, which was on show in St Petersburg yesterday.
The painting had a ‘brief’ i.e. the letter ‘U’ and he chose the Russian word ‘Uzor’ which means ‘pattern’.
However the subject matter is far deeper than it might look at first glance – I have yet to work out the full meaning of it – take a look – all about ‘mind control ops’ as far as I can see. I have seen this painting before, a long time ago - and it is encoded.
In brief, it is yet another 'SY-CAMORE' death threat to squealers.
My little 'bear cub' tells me that there were 'rapes in the garden'. The ILLuminati rape their slaves at virtually every programming base.
What makes that particular 'garden' different?
The mind control programming put in, there.
Three or more of the ILL would engage in mobbing i.e. pin the slave to the ground and repeatedly rape him or her.
This could be either anal or vaginal rape - designed to convulse the rectum/vaginal walls - send them into spasm - to expel the 'bag of sugar' from the colon/rectum or womb.
SUGAR = crystalline drug packet - usually Cocaine.
SALT = white powder packet - normally Heroin.
The slave would then be electrocuted afterwards to take away their memory of the event and the whole trauma would then be plastered over with relaxation techniques.
For example, 'a bag of sugar' was the name given to a tingling sensation created by your finger tips - lightly caressing your forearms - it is very soothing.
Children are taught this technique from an early age - watch their 'made-up language' regarding their feelings and emotions to find out the new phrases used, to cover up this hideous smuggling practice, as used by the Royal Arch Freemasons.
The book that RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON had decided to use as the blue print for their insane NWO?
BLOOD ON THE REIK
A JOURNEY THROUGH THE OLD WORLD
A Black Library Product
BL Publishing
ISBN: 1 84416 097 1
9 781844 160976
ISBN on the back cover:
GAMES WORKSHOP
5 011921925995
PRODUCT CODE: 6071 0299 046
The product code was to be used as an activation trigger for all of those programmed with characters, from this ‘comic’ graphic design book which consists of a Sci Fi ‘back to Medieval times’ futuristic world, full of knights, whores, shamans, magicians, tricksters – as part of the Illuminati’s trajectory, to fulfil Adam Weishaupt’s vision, of the final stages of the Western world.
In brief, RIMINGTON and TOMLINSON were hoping to re-enact the atrocities that they had committed at the Templar Castle in 2001 – on a grand scale – to bring the UK to its knees – anarchy, massacres, mayhem (self-flagellation – murder – every S/M vice imaginable) leading ultimately to the destruction and ‘death’ of the entire country.
SHAMAN programming:
Put simply - this is all about the SPERMO-CENTRIC Templar cult - rather like Orthodox Judaism - not a drop must be lost - however, it has little or no religious meaning within the Royal Genome Project - basically, it is the ILLuminati's wish to try and control every facet of sexual reproduction and that even includes controlling the ejaculation of their top slaves e.g. Prince Philip, Charles and William - have all been programmed with 'shaman'.
The 'shaman' is synonymous with JOKER/TRICKSTER in ILL thinking - the joker in the pack can trump almost any other card because it can be used as any card - it is a SUBSTITUTION tactic. ILL slaves programmed with this - will see themselves as 'holy men'.
The programming was put in by torture. The slave in question was bound - brought to the point of ejaculation and then his penis was electrocuted with a stun gun - this was done repeatedly until the slave was virtually incapable of ejaculation through trauma.
No wonder TOMLINSON had the 'snip'. Imagine what a wall of fear such programming would build up, as a man or boy neared 'orgasm'.
I forgot to mention that the slave in question will usually have been painted all over, with white and black body paint. The 'alter' will identify with his black and white painted appearance, whilst viewing his own reflection, in the mirror.
This brings to mind Mr Putin at Bohemian Grove - overcoming the two ROYAL shamans to steal something from their shaman's hut. What could that be?
RIMINGTON and her 'golden milking stool' - milking Ghanian men and boys for sperm - comes immediately to mind. Therefore Putin must have stolen a sperm receptacle of some design.
What is Putin up to nowadays? Still hanging onto the Harry Potter money? Maybe one should delve a little deeper into his past and start talking about 'white rabbits, prostitutes and 'stranglers' in Berlin - before the wall came down...
no evidence that khazarians are now ashkenazi jews.
The money has been pouring in from all 'Harry Potter bonuses' Russian families - Ashkenazim or no - but MI6 is currently holding onto it - reports of them singing 'we're in the money' - stupid twats.
The money should be going to its original author and the setting up of research centres to counteract Illuminati programming, including deprogramming centres. Business as usual at British Intelligence though, you can lead a horse to water...same old story. Pass the sick bag, Alice.
I wonder – maybe Mr Putin could persuade British Intelligence to have a more mature and adult attitude concerning their role as ‘middle-men’ in the proceedings? I take the sale of his ‘cabin fever’ painting, as a symbolic step in the right direction.
Nevertheless, perhaps he also needs a little persuading? There is the matter of that ‘pen and ink’ drawing of a ‘blasted’ dead oak tree (Halloween style) with a black hole in the trunk and a pair of owl’s eyes staring fearfully out of it.
Perhaps this highly entertaining and satirical piece of artwork could also be put up for auction at Sothebys? A more searing, metaphorical account of Mr Putin’s time in the KGB and the aftermath of the cold war, I have yet to see.
http://press.thelancet.com/TLNantipsychoticsfinal.pdf
The LANCET on why it is a good idea to avoid anti-pyschotics - unless you want to considerably shorten your lifespan.
"Dr. Clive Ballard of the Wolfson Centre for Age-Related Diseases at King's College in London and her colleagues are the first researchers to document long-term data for AD patients given antipsychotic drugs. They followed 165 patients with AD between the ages of 67 and 100 who resided in four United Kingdom facilities between 2001 and 2004. The research subjects were randomly assigned to take antipsychotic medications (thioridazine, chlorpromazine, haloperidol, trifluorperazine, or risperidone) or an oral placebo.
After a year, there was 70% survival in the antipsychotic group compared with 77% in placebo. But after two years, there was a far bigger difference in the death rate. Survival was 46% in the antipsychotic group and 71% in the placebo group. And at three years, the difference was even more stunning. Only 30% of people being given antipsychotics were still alive while almost 60 percent of those on placebos, inert substances with no drug activity, were still living. When the scientists computed the death rate for the AD patients throughout all the years, they found it was 42% lower in the placebo group than in the antipsychotic group."
http://www.naturalnews.com/025345.html
WO won dazzling acclaim for her STELLA performance, winning an OSCAR in the process.
JS achieved a RAZZIE for his imitation of an SAS Captain, run by Prince William and Harry (courtesy of the Golden Raspberry Awards).
WG won an IVAN BLATNY award for her ‘rapping’ poetry (see ‘Les’ and Edensor House, Orwell Street).
NUL POINTS for Mark's people at Westleigh House, then?
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ZYPREXA/OLANZAPINE is known in the trade, as a 'chemical lobotomy'.
If forced to take a choice, I would much rather have surgery/laser treatment than to have chemicals randomly eating away at the pre-frontal lobes of my brain.
A 40% survival rate within a random population of patients diagnosed with Dementia/Alzheimers who were then treated with antipsychotics? No surprises there.
How did Eli-Lilly ever get away with any of this?
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NEW YORK TIMES
December 17, 2006
Eli Lilly Said to Play Down Risk of Top Pill
By ALEX BERENSON
The drug maker Eli Lilly has engaged in a decade-long effort to play down the health risks of Zyprexa, its best-selling medication for schizophrenia, according to hundreds of internal Lilly documents and e-mail messages among top company managers.
The documents, given to The Times by a lawyer representing mentally ill patients, show that Lilly executives kept important information from doctors about Zyprexa’s links to obesity and its tendency to raise blood sugar — both known risk factors for diabetes.
Lilly’s own published data, which it told its sales representatives to play down in conversations with doctors, has shown that 30 percent of patients taking Zyprexa gain 22 pounds or more after a year on the drug, and some patients have reported gaining 100 pounds or more. But Lilly was concerned that Zyprexa’s sales would be hurt if the company was more forthright about the fact that the drug might cause unmanageable weight gain or diabetes, according to the documents, which cover the period 1995 to 2004.
Zyprexa has become by far Lilly’s best-selling product, with sales of $4.2 billion last year, when about two million people worldwide took the drug.
Critics, including the American Diabetes Association, have argued that Zyprexa, introduced in 1996, is more likely to cause diabetes than other widely used schizophrenia drugs. Lilly has consistently denied such a link, and did so again on Friday in a written response to questions about the documents. The company defended Zyprexa’s safety, and said the documents had been taken out of context.
But as early as 1999, the documents show that Lilly worried that side effects from Zyprexa, whose chemical name is olanzapine, would hurt sales.
“Olanzapine-associated weight gain and possible hyperglycemia is a major threat to the long-term success of this critically important molecule,” Dr. Alan Breier wrote in a November 1999 e-mail message to two-dozen Lilly employees that announced the formation of an “executive steering committee for olanzapine-associated weight changes and hyperglycemia.” Hyperglycemia is high blood sugar.
At the time Dr. Breier, who is now Lilly’s chief medical officer, was the chief scientist on the Zyprexa program.
In 2000, a group of diabetes doctors that Lilly had retained to consider potential links between Zyprexa and diabetes warned the company that “unless we come clean on this, it could get much more serious than we might anticipate,” according to an e-mail message from one Lilly manager to another.
And in that year and 2001, the documents show, Lilly’s own marketing research found that psychiatrists were consistently saying that many more of their patients developed high blood sugar or diabetes while taking Zyprexa than other antipsychotic drugs.
The documents were collected as part of lawsuits on behalf of mentally ill patients against the company. Last year, Lilly agreed to pay $750 million to settle suits by 8,000 people who claimed they developed diabetes or other medical problems after taking Zyprexa. Thousands more suits against the company are pending.
On Friday, in its written response, Lilly said that it believed that Zyprexa remained an important treatment for patients with schizophrenia and bipolar disorder. The company said it had given the Food and Drug Administration all its data from clinical trials and reports of adverse events, as it is legally required to do. Lilly also said it shared data from literature reviews and large studies of Zyprexa’s real-world use.
“In summary, there is no scientific evidence establishing that Zyprexa causes diabetes,” the company said.
Lilly also said the documents should not have been made public because they might “cause unwarranted fear among patients that will cause them to stop taking their medication.”
As did similar documents disclosed by the drug maker Merck last year in response to lawsuits over its painkiller Vioxx, the Lilly documents offer an inside look at how a company marketed a drug while seeking to play down its side effects. Lilly, based in Indianapolis, is the sixth-largest American drug maker, with $14 billion in revenue last year.
The documents — which include e-mail, marketing material, sales projections and scientific reports — are replete with references to Zyprexa’s importance to Lilly’s future and the need to keep concerns about diabetes and obesity from hurting sales. But that effort became increasingly difficult as doctors saw Zyprexa’s side effects, the documents show.
In 2002, for example, Lilly rejected plans to give psychiatrists guidance about how to treat diabetes, worrying that doing so would tarnish Zyprexa’s reputation. “Although M.D.’s like objective, educational materials, having our reps provide some with diabetes would further build its association to Zyprexa,” a Lilly manager wrote in a March 2002 e-mail message.
But Lilly did expand its marketing to primary care physicians, who its internal studies showed were less aware of Zyprexa’s side effects. Lilly sales material encouraged representatives to promote Zyprexa as a “safe, gentle psychotropic” suitable for people with mild mental illness.
Some top psychiatrists say that Zyprexa will continue to be widely used despite its side effects, because it works better than most other antipsychotic medicines in severely ill patients. But others say that Zyprexa appears no more effective overall than other medicines.
And some doctors who specialize in diabetes care dispute Lilly’s assertion that Zyprexa does not cause more cases of diabetes than other psychiatric drugs. “When somebody gains weight, they need more insulin, they become more insulin resistant,” Dr. Joel Zonszein, the director of the clinical diabetes center at Montefiore Medical Center in the Bronx, said when asked about the drug.
In 2003, after reviewing data provided by Lilly and other drug makers, the F.D.A. said that the current class of antipsychotic drugs may cause high blood sugar. It did not specifically single out Zyprexa, nor did it say that the drugs had been proven to cause diabetes.
The drugs are known as atypical antipsychotics and include Johnson & Johnson’s Risperdal and AstraZeneca’s Seroquel. When they were introduced in the mid-1990s, psychiatrists hoped they would relieve mental illness without the tremors and facial twitches associated with older drugs. But the new drugs have not proven significantly better and have their own side effects, said Dr. Jeffrey Lieberman, the lead investigator on a federally sponsored clinical trial that compared Zyprexa and other new drugs with one older one.
The Zyprexa documents were provided to the Times by James B. Gottstein, a lawyer who represents mentally ill patients and has sued the state of Alaska over its efforts to force patients to take psychiatric medicines against their will. Mr. Gottstein said the information in the documents raised public health issues.
“Patients should be told the truth about drugs like Zyprexa,” Mr. Gottstein said.
Lilly originally provided the documents, under seal, to plaintiffs lawyers who sued the company claiming their clients developed diabetes from taking Zyprexa. Mr. Gottstein, who is not subject to the confidentiality agreement that covers the product liability suits, subpoenaed the documents in early December from a person involved in the suits.
In its statement, Lilly called the release of the documents “illegal.” The company said it could not comment on specific documents because of the continuing product liability suits.
In some ways, the Zyprexa documents are reminiscent of those produced in litigation over Vioxx, which Merck stopped selling in 2004 after a clinical trial proved it caused heart problems. They treat very different conditions, but Zyprexa and Vioxx are not entirely dissimilar. Both were thought to be safer than older and cheaper drugs, becoming bestsellers as a result, but turned out to have serious side effects.
After being pressed by doctors and regulators, Merck eventually did test Vioxx’s cardiovascular risks and withdrew the drug after finding that Vioxx increased heart attacks and strokes.
Lilly has never conducted a clinical trial to determine exactly how much Zyprexa raises patients’ diabetes risks. But scientists say conducting such a study would be exceedingly difficult, because diabetes takes years to develop, and it can be hard to keep mentally ill patients enrolled in a clinical trial.
When it was introduced, Zyprexa was the third and most heralded of the atypical antipsychotics. With psychiatrists eager for new treatments for schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, and dementia, Zyprexa’s sales soared.
But as sales grew, reports rolled in to Lilly and drug regulators that the medicine caused massive weight gain in many patients and was associated with diabetes. For example, a California doctor reported that 8 of his 35 patients on Zyprexa had developed high blood sugar, including two who required hospitalization.
The documents show that Lilly encouraged its sales representatives to play down those effects when talking to doctors. In one 1998 presentation, for example, Lilly said its salespeople should be told, “Don’t introduce the issue!!!” Meanwhile, the company researched combinations of Zyprexa with several other drugs, hoping to alleviate the weight gain. But the combinations failed.
To reassure doctors, Lilly also publicly said that when it followed up with patients who had taken Zyprexa in a clinical trial for three years, it found that weight gain appeared to plateau after about nine months. But the company did not discuss a far less reassuring finding in early 1999, disclosed in the documents, that blood sugar levels in the patients increased steadily for three years.
In 2000 and 2001, more warning signs emerged, the documents show. In four surveys conducted by Lilly’s marketing department, the company found that 70 percent of psychiatrists polled had seen at least one of their patients develop high blood sugar or diabetes while taking Zyprexa, compared with about 20 percent for Risperdal or Seroquel. Lilly never disclosed those findings.
By mid-2003, Lilly began to change its stance somewhat, publicly acknowledging that Zyprexa can cause severe obesity. Marketing documents make clear that by then Lilly believed it had no choice. On June 23, 2003, an internal committee reported that Zyprexa sales were “below plan” and that doctors were “switching/avoiding Zyprexa.”
Since then, Lilly has acknowledged Zyprexa’s effect on weight but has argued that it does not necessarily correlate to diabetes. But Zyprexa’s share of antipsychotic drug prescriptions is falling, and some psychiatrists say they no longer believe the information Lilly offers.
“From my personal experience, at first my concerns about weight gain with this drug were very significantly downplayed by their field representatives,” said Dr. James Phelps, a psychiatrist in Corvallis, Or. ‘Their continued efforts to downplay that, I think in retrospect, was an embarrassment to the company.”
Dr. Phelps says that he tries to avoid Zyprexa because of its side effects but sometimes still prescribes it, especially when patients are acutely psychotic and considering suicide, because it works faster than other medicines.
“I wind up using it as an emergency medicine, where it’s superb,” he said. “But I’m trying to get my patients off of Zyprexa, not put them on.”
http://www.transworldnews.com/NewsStory.aspx?id=69298&cat=10
Official warnings issued: The ADHD drug Strattera CAUSES psychosis, hallucinations, mania and agitation
The manufacturer, ELI LILLY, has now changed the label for Strattera in Europe to include warnings that Strattera CAUSES “hallucinations, delusional thinking, mania or agitation in children and adolescents without a prior history of psychotic illness or mania … at usual doses”.
Stockholm, Sweden 12/01/2008 09:38 PM GMT (TransWorldNews)
Please note that Strattera is CAUSING these symtoms – that these “symptoms” seen in children are drug induced, that they in actual fact are signs of drug induced brain dysfunction.
It took almost THREE years of foot dragging before the medical authorities in Europe finally decided that Eli Lilly should issue warnings about psychotic reactions in the label for Strattera. But now the warnings are finally out.
The story leading up to these warnings can be read in the following article (see also links in the article to background data): The ADHD drug Strattera – actions needed now, from January 2008, http://jannel.se/letter.mhra.strattera.jan08.pdf (See also article about Strattera death at http://jannel.se/Strattera.death2.pdf )
The new warnings about the causal role for Strattera in inducing mania, agitation and psychosis with hallucinations, can be read at http://emc.medicines.org.uk/emc/assets/c/html/displaydoc.asp?documentid=14482
In the US famous psychiatrists like Dr. Joseph Biederman have convinced doctors that the manic states seen in children receiving ADHD drugs (like Concerta, Aderall and Strattera) are signs of “bipolar disorder” – not signs of drug induced brain dysfunction. This has meant that children in the US, instead of being taken off the dangerous drugs are given the most toxic substances available in psychiatry – neuroleptics (so called antipsychotics like Risperdal, Zyprexa and Abilify).
These new warnings in Europe for Strattera, together with all exposures of the fraudulent affairs of Biederman and colleagues, should finally convince doctors about the facts and what needs to be done – that the harmed children need to be taken off the drugs under careful supervision.
Janne Larsson
Reporter – investigating psychiatry
Sweden
janne.olov.larsson@telia.com
March 5, 2008...6:53 pm
Millions of dollars at stake in Zyprexa trial - CIVIL SUIT: State is suing Eli Lilly for not publicizing risks of mental health drug.
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Anchorage Daily News
By LISA DEMER
Jury selection for one of the biggest civil trials ever in Alaska is now under way in Anchorage Superior Court with attorneys from around the country, an instant Internet feed for those willing to pay big bucks, and tens of millions of dollars riding on the verdict.
At issue is ZYPREXA, pharmaceutical giant Eli Lilly’s & Co.’s best-selling drug. It is approved for treatment of schizophrenia and bipolar disorder.
The state of Alaska sued Eli Lilly in 2006, alleging the company failed to warn of serious health risks for people who take Zyprexa, including the risk of diabetes. It wants the company to cover treatment costs of Medicaid patients who suffered serious health problems after being on the drug.
But Eli Lilly says the state has two irreconcilable positions — at the same time the state is suing the company, it continues seeking court orders to force mental patients to take the very drug it says is so harmful. Zyprexa has been prescribed for more than 23 million people since its initial approval in 1996, according to Lilly, and it still is being prescribed in the United States and more than 80 other countries. Global sales of Zyprexa last year topped $4.8 billion.
Eight other states have suits pending, plus another 1,200 suits by private individuals are awaiting trial. Alaska’s is the first to make it to a jury so all eyes are on Judge Mark Rindner’s fourth floor courtroom.
In addition, a federal criminal investigation is being conducted in Pennsylvania.
About a dozen lawyers and support team members for Eli Lilly have come to Anchorage for the trial, occupying rooms on two floors of the Hotel Captain Cook across the street from the Nesbitt Courthouse downtown.
Many come from the huge national law firm Pepper Hamilton, with more than 500 lawyers in seven states and Washington D.C.
Nina Gussack, a partner in Pepper Hamilton’s litigation department based in Philadelphia, will give Eli Lilly’s opening statement, likely today.
Another Pepper Hamilton partner with a leading role on the case is George Lehner of Washington D.C., said Lilly spokeswoman Marni Lemons. But it was Anchorage lawyer Brewster Jamieson of Lane Powell who questioned prospective jurors for Lilly Tuesday and made a point of telling them he grew up in Homer.
It’s not just the big corporation that brought in Outside lawyers.
Among the hired guns at the state of Alaska table Tuesday: Tommy Fibich, a partner with Houston, Texas-based Fibich Hampton & Leebron who specializes in pharmaceutical drug litigation and product liability, according to the firm’s Web site. Another lawyer representing Alaska is from the Minneapolis area; a third, from the Charleston, S.C., area.
Neither side hired jury consultants.
It’s the first trial for Eli Lilly over Zyprexa, but not the first lawsuit. The company has set aside $1.2 billion to settle with about 31,000 private claimants.
A national business hired a local photographer to set up cameras and technical equipment in the courtroom for a daily live feed to interested paying clients, once the trial begins.
“Our market is attorneys, trial consultants, legal educators and the financial community,” said John Shin of CourtroomLive, reached on his Baltimore-area cell phone Tuesday.
Clients can either watch streaming live video, or get video on demand of trial events after the fact for $300 a day, or both for $400, Shin said.
Jury selection started Monday and continued Tuesday. Rindner told prospective jurors he hoped the process would wrap up this morning, with opening statements to follow
LISA DEMER ldemer@adn.com
http://www.rense.com/general79/merc.htm
The Great Thimerosal
(Mercury) Vaccine Cover-up
By Dawn Prate
11-17-7
You have probably seen your nurse insert a syringe into a large vial, extract some liquid, and then leave a substantial amount of vaccine in the original container. If you've witnessed this seemingly benign procedure, you've seen how vaccine manufacturers are saving money at the expense of public health. In order to store larger amounts of vaccine at a lower cost, companies began offering "multi-dose units" while adding preservatives to prevent contaminations. That way doctors can open and close a vaccine container, inviting germs into the once-sterile solution, while assuring the public that those contaminants are quickly killed by the preservative.
Sound familiar? It's the same story of corporate America's love affair with preservatives. It saves them money, while posing an undue risk to your health. But like many toxic preservatives found in food, a vaccine preservative kills more than just bacteria and fungi; it can lead to extensive neurological damage in your children, and has even been implicated in autism.
Thimerosal
Thimerosal is the preservative of choice for vaccine manufacturers. First introduced by ELI LILLY and Company in the late 1920s and early 1930s, the company began selling it as a preservative in vaccines in the 1940s. Thimerosal contains 49.6 percent mercury by weight and is metabolized or degraded into ethylmercury and thiosalicylate. Mercury, or more precisely, ethylmercury, is the principle agent that kills contaminants. Unfortunately, mercury also kills much more than that.
The Department of Defense classifies mercury as a hazardous material that could cause death if swallowed, inhaled or absorbed through the skin. Studies indicate that mercury tends to accumulate in the brains of primates and other animals after they are injected with vaccines.
Mercury poisoning has been linked to cardiovascular disease, autism, seizures, mental retardation, hyperactivity, dyslexia and many other nervous system conditions. That's why the FDA rigorously limits exposure to mercury in foods and drugs. Some common sources of mercury include dental amalgam fillings, various vaccines and certain fish contaminated by polluted ocean waters.
The toxicity of mercury has never been in question. The real question is precisely how much mercury-laced thimerosal is toxic, and what are the possible consequences for our children at low doses?
Eli Lilly and Co. supposedly answered this question for us back in 1930. Concluding thimerosal to be of "a very low order of toxicity . . . for man," the company hired its own doctors to perform thimerosal experiments in Indianapolis City Hospital on meningitis patients during a severe outbreak in 1929. This 60-year-old evidence was still quoted on the company's brochures as recently as 1990. Andrew Waters, who is involved in a lawsuit against Eli Lilly, claims that most critical studies on the toxicity of thimerosal were suppressed by the company until now.
Banned Around The World - But Not In The US
That might explain why thimerosal was eliminated in many countries 20 years ago. In 1977, a Russian study found that adults exposed to ethylmercury, the form of mercury in thimerosal, suffered brain damage years later. Studies on thimerosal poisoning also describe tubular necrosis and nervous system injury, including obtundation, coma and death. As a result of these findings, Russia banned thimerosal from children's vaccines in 1980. Denmark, Austria, Japan, Great Britain and all the Scandinavian countries have also banned the preservative.
Eli Lilly stuck to its "scientific" facts, but the truth began slipping between the cracks in 1999. After the number of immunizations rose to 12 to 15 per child, the public finally became privy to the possible dangers of thimerosal. One 1999 study revealed that some infants, due to a genetic or developmental factor, lack the ability to eliminate mercury. Trace amounts of mercury in these infants, when accumulated over several vaccines, could pose a severe health risk.
Some vaccines, such as vaccines for hepatitis B, contained as much as 12.5 micrograms of mercury per dose. That's more than 100 times the EPA's upper limit standard when administered to infants.
Hepatitis B vaccines aren't the only immunizations under suspicion. According to Burton Goldberg in Alternative Medicine, scientists are finding stronger and stronger links between thimerosal and neurological damage. One report by Dr. Vijendra Singh of the Department of Pharmacology at the University of Michigan found a higher incidence of measles, mumps and rubella vaccine (MMR) antibodies in autistic children.
The National Vaccine Information Center in Vienna, Virginia, has noted a strong association between the MMR vaccine and autistic features. Reporting similar findings, the Encephalitis Support Group in England claims that children who became autistic after the MMR vaccine started showing autistic symptoms as early as 30 days after vaccination. The diphtheria, pertussis and tetanus vaccine (DPT) given at two, four and six months has triggered autistic symptoms, as well.
When the FDA finally formally released this information in 1999, the news came too little too late for some parents. The damage had already been done.
Links Betweem Autism And Thimerosal
Autism affects 500,000 to 1.5 million Americans and has grown at an annual rate of 10 to 17 percent since the late 1980s. California found a 273 percent increase in autism between 1987 and 1998. Maryland reported a 513 percent increase in autism between 1993 and 1998 and several dozen other states reported similar findings. Some scientists say the estimated number of cases of autism has increased 15-fold 1,500 percent since 1991, when the number of childhood vaccinations doubled. Whereas one in every 2,500 children was diagnosed with autism before 1991, one in 166 children now have the disease.
This increase in reported autism cases eerily parallels the increase in the number and frequency of thimerosal-containing vaccinations administered to infants. As of today, children are given as many as 21 immunizations in the first 15 months of life. After a number of scientists and concerned activists noticed the correlation, an investigation was launched to get to the heart of the matter.
Statistical evidence links thimerosal with nervous system disorders In June 2000, federal officials and industry representatives were assembled by the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention to discuss the disturbing evidence. According to Tom Verstraeten, an epidemiologist who had analyzed the data on the CDC's database, thimerosal appeared to be responsible for a dramatic increase in autism and other neurological disorders. Verstraeten told those at the meeting that a number of earlier studies indicate a link between thimerosal and speech delays, attention-deficit disorder, hyperactivity and autism.
Verstraeten offered no possible cause for this correlation, but held that the statistical evidence linking vaccines and neurological disorders was strong. Dr. Bill Weil, a consultant for the American Academy of Pediatrics, and Dr. Richard Johnston, an immunologist and pediatrician from the University of Colorado, presented similar concerns to the group. However, given no causal relationship, the CDC and industry representatives were quick to discredit the evidence.
Consequently, the CDC paid the Institute of Medicine (IOM) to conduct another study on thimerosal. According to Robert F. Kennedy Jr., this study was fixed in order to "whitewash" previous findings. In its 2001 report, the IOM's Immunization Safety Review Committee did conclude that the link between thimerosal and neurodevelopmental disorders was biologically plausible, though the evidence neither proved nor negated it. The Committee stated that phasing out thimerosal from vaccines was "a prudent measure in support of the public health goal to reduce mercury exposure of infants and children as much as possible."
However, these findings offered no imperative. The data presented at the 2000 meeting was withheld from publication and the link between thimerosal and autism remained "inconclusive."
But what does "inconclusive" mean? Well, that depends on who you talk to. According to the FDA, these "inconclusive" findings negate the risk of a causal relationship between thimerosal and autism. Even Tom Verstraeten, one of the presenters of epidemiological evidence at the CDC meeting, seemingly changed his tune a bit. In 2000, Verstraeten vigorously campaigned against thimerosal based upon his "inconclusive" correlation, but after he was hired by GlaxoSmithKline, the doctor changed his position. The same evidence from 2000, in Verstraeten's eyes, became "neutral" in 2003. After criticism for this apparent flip-flop, Verstaeten wrote a letter to the editor of Pediatrics in 2004 backing the CDC's actions and his own research methods. Merck continues selling vaccines with thimerosal.
Without an imperative to eradicate thimerosal immediately, vaccine manufacturers like Merck & Co. seemingly took their time in reducing thimerosal levels in vaccines. After a large public outcry in 1999, Merck & Co. began decreasing or eliminating the amount of thimerosal in its vaccines. In September 1999, Merck announced that its new line of vaccines were preservative-free, but still continued to distribute the remainder of thimerosal-preserved vaccines until 2001. Only after a congressional inquiry in 2002 did they stop distributing their stockpile. Rep. Dave Weldon, R-Fla., called Merck's actions "misleading."
While officials at the Center for Disease Control claim evidence is lacking to support the possible risks of thimerosal, Dr. Mark Geier, a Maryland geneticist and vaccinologist, along with his son and research partner David Geier, says the CDC has chosen to ignore the science. According to Dr. Geier, more than 5,000 articles have been published that question the safety of thimerosal in vaccines.
The Geiers analyzed the data and determined that the more thimerosal a child receives, the greater his or her chances are of being autistic. The CDC says the Geiers misused information from a CDC database that was not intended to help prove theories. Given no real causal mechanism linking thimerosal and autism, the game seems to have become one of slanting the data to suit the needs of government and industrial interests. Even Verstraeten has admitted that these "inconclusive" findings certainly don't rule out the possibility of finding a link in the future.
Grassroots Action Against Vaccine Manufacturers
Given the dearth of health organizations owning up to the dangers of thimerosal, many parents followed their gut instincts and took legal action against vaccine manufacturers. More than 4,200 families have filed lawsuits claiming thimerosal caused injuries to their children. These lawsuits often have two goals: First, to seek reparations for the loss of consortium (basically meaning that an autistic child creates emotional and psychological burdens on their family life), and second, to ensure that these companies exercise more concern for public health and less concern for their own bottom line.
The lawsuits are slow in producing results. The first constraint on these lawsuits is the National Childhood Vaccine Act of 1986. This act stipulates that victims cannot seek redress in the courts without first filing a claim for recovery in the federal Vaccine Court. The statute of limitations for this is within three years of "the first symptom or manifestation of onset or of the significant aggravation of a [vaccine-related] injury."
In the cases of many thimerosal victims, the link between autism and vaccines didn't appear until six years after the first vaccine was administered. While this statute has stopped some claims against vaccine manufacturers, including such big firms as Aventis, GlaxoSmithKline, Merck and Johnson & Johnson, many judges are now allowing suits against Eli Lilly, the maker of thimerosal, to stand. While the Vaccine Act shields vaccine manufacturers, one judge reasons that the legislation does not protect the production of thimerosal because it is a "component."
The burden of proof in court is also extremely problematic for most of these suits. Given the supposed lack of scientific data, lawyers are hard-pressed to prove the link between thimerosal and autism. In what seems like an underhanded move, the CDC sold its data to a private company, ensuring that lawyers could not access it under the Freedom of Information Act.
In the past five years, Congress has also aided vaccine manufacturers, supposedly for "security" reasons. In 2002, a mysterious piggyback on the 2002 Homeland Security bill freed drug companies of liability in lawsuits regarding thimerosal. Called the "Eli Lilly Protection Act" by outraged parents and activists, the then-House Majority Leader Dick Armey told CBS News he snuck the amendment in to keep vaccine-makers from going out of business. Armey claimed it was a matter of national security. "We need their vaccines if the country is attacked with germ weapons."
Ironically, foreign biological terrorism hasn't been a big problem for American citizens, but those whose lives (and the lives of their children) have been affected if not ruined by the harmful effects of thimerisol would undoubtedly say these potentially harmful vaccines are indeed a problem. Armey's piggyback bill was repealed in 2003, but that didn't stop lawmakers from continuing to protect the vaccine industry.
Senate Majority Leader Bill Frist is no stranger to the thimerosal debate, having received $873,000 in contributions from the pharmaceutical industry and $10,000 from Eli Lilly. Frist's position allowed him to attempt to help the industry from the inside, according to Kennedy. Kennedy reports that on five occasions, Frist tried to seal the government's vaccine-related documents and shield Eli Lilly from subpoenas. Frist also introduced a provision in the 2005 Senate Bill S-3 called the "Protecting America in the War on Terror Act," that would effectively insulate the pharmaceutical industry from liability for thimerosal poisoning. Pharmaceutical manufacturers, including Merck, GlaxoSmithKline, Aventis, Weyeth and Eli Lilly, can basically get off scot-free for their actions, even as more and more evidence suggests that top company officials were aware of the possible dangers and did nothing.
A secret memo leaked to the Los Angeles Times reportedly implicates one vaccine manufacturer, Merck & Co., for knowing that thimerosal could pose serious threats to infants. Allegedly, Dr. Maurice Hilleman, one of Merck's top scientists, warned the president of Merck of a possible threat as early as 1991. Dr. Hilleman told executives that six-month-old children receiving regular immunizations frequently received mercury doses 87 times higher than guidelines for the maximum consumption of mercury. Given today's more prudent mercury standards, those thimerosal doses would be 400 times that of safe levels.
Dr. Hilleman recommended in the memo that thimerosal be discontinued. Not only do government and industry officials seem to be trying to downplay the possible harms of thimerosal; the media is also denying the issue coverage. Just recently, ABC flip-flopped on whether it will air interviews with Robert Kennedy Jr., a leading critic of thimerosal. ABC has been accused of suppressing the interviews because of its ties to the pharmaceutical industry.
The Thimerosal Debate Continues
Along with the enormous amount of controversy surrounding this issue, the five-year-old plea for "more research" may have finally produced some results. Burton Goldberg notes that a defect in the myelinization process (insulation of nerve fibers) could explain mercury's propensity to cause autism and neurological damage. This may also account for the frequent development of epilepsy in older autistic children.
Scientists are also working on biological links that support the strong correlations. Researchers at Northeastern University, working with scientists from the University of Nebraska, Tufts and Johns Hopkins University, may have recently found the mechanism by which thimerosal interferes with brain activity. If these researchers are right, vaccine manufacturers could do little to keep the damaging effects of thimerosal hidden.
Pharmacy professor Richard Deth and colleagues found that exposure to thimerosal potently interrupts growth factor signaling, causing adverse effects on the transfer of carbon atoms. These carbon atoms play a significant role in regulating normal DNA function and gene expression and are critical to proper neurological development. Additionally, the scientists recently obtained more insight into the mechanism by which thimerosal interferes with folate-dependent methylation. The mechanism inhibits the biosynthesis of the active form of vitamin B12 (methylcobalamin), a vitamin now being administered to autistic children.
The Experts Speak On Mercury, Vaccines And Thimerosal
All childhood vaccines now have at least one mercury-free version, and I urge parents to ask for those versions if they choose to vaccinate their children. Injecting mercury into children, especially infants whose immune systems are still underdeveloped (hepatitis B shots are typically given at birth, before the immune system has developed), can be an assault to the immune system.
What Your Doctor May Not Tell You About Autoimmune Disorders
By Stephen B Edelson MD
page 65
In 1999, studies began to surface showing that multi-dose vial vaccines, such as the MMR and hepatitis B vaccines, contained enough thimerosal to expose vaccinated children to 62.5 ug of mercury per visit to the pediatrician. This is one hundred times the dose considered safe by the Federal Environmental Protection Guidelines for infants! Worse yet, some infants will receive doses even higher; because thimerosal tends to settle in the vial. If it is not shaken up before being drawn, the first dose will contain low concentrations of mercury and the last dose will contain enormously high concentrations. If your baby is the unlucky one that gets the last dose, serious brain injury can result
Health And Nutrition Secrets
By Russell L Blaylock MD,
page 166
Thousands of families say they can demonstrate with videotapes and photos that their children were normal prior to being vaccinated, reacted badly to the vaccines, and became autistic shortly thereafter. The number of vaccines given before age two has risen from 3 in 1940, when autism occurred in perhaps one case per 10,000 births, to 22 different vaccines given before the age of two in the year 2000.
Building Wellness With DMG
By Roger V Kendall PhD
page 104
We know that certain forms of mercury, such as methylmercury and phenylmercury, are highly lipid soluble, which makes the brain especially susceptible to mercury accumulation. These forms of mercury are found in vaccines as the preservative thimerosal. Once in the brain, it tends to attach itself to protein structures, especially to the cell membrane, where it can disrupt membrane functions.23 By binding to the cell membrane, mercury changes the membrane's fluid-like quality, making it stiffer and causing the cell to age faster.24 The brain is unique in that neurons depend on special microscopic tube-like structures within the cell, appropriately called neurotubules, for their function. These neurotubules are manufactured by the cell from a substance called tubulin. We know that mercury interacts with tubulin causing it to unravel. Studies in rats have shown that doses of mercury corresponding to those seen in humans can cause a 75 percent increase in tubulin inhibition.
Health And Nutrition Secrets
By Russell L Blaylock MD
page 53
In the case of the susceptible newborn infant and toddler, multiple exposures to mercury-containing and multiple antigen vaccines are highly suspect in the causation of multiple organ injury (Bernard et al. 2000). The GI tract, the liver, the pancreas, the kidneys, the immune system, and the brain are major sites of mercury absorption. Researchers have clearly shown a chronic inflammatory bowel disease due to vaccine strain measles in a subset of children with autism (Thompson et al. 1995; Wakefield et al. 1995, 1999, 2000a,b; Kawashima et al. 2000; Pardi et al. 2000; Uhlmann et al. 2002).
Disease Prevention And Treatment
By Life Extension Foundation
page 153
Studies of autistic children have frequently shown very high levels of mercury, with no other source but vaccines found for the exposure. These levels are equal to those seen in adults during toxic industrial exposures. Several autism clinics have found dramatic improvements in the behavior and social interactions in children from whom the mercury was chelated. Results depended on how soon the mercury was removed following exposure, but permanent damage can be caused if the metal is not chelated soon enough. Still, even in cases of severe damage, because of the infant brain's tremendous reparative ability, improvements are possible. The problem of autism involves numerous body systems including the gastrointestinal, immune and nervous systems; as a result we see numerous infections and magnified effects of malnutrition. Intrepid workers in the shadows, that is outside the medial establishment, have worked many miracles with these children using a multidisciplinary scientific approach completely ignored by the orthodoxy. Some children have even experienced a return to complete physiological normalcy.
Health And Nutrition Secrets
By Russell L Blaylock MD
page 166
Mercury and autism mercury toxicity is a suspected cause of a steep rise-a tenfold increase between 1984 and 1994-in diagnosed cases of autism in children around the world, according to some scientists. Specifically, the culprit is thimerosal, a mercury-based compound used as a preservative in vaccines commonly administered to babies and infants. thimerosal-free vaccines are available. If you have a child who will be receiving vaccinations, ask for and make sure thimerosal-free vaccines are used. Kelp, with its essential minerals (especially calcium and magnesium), helps remove unwanted metal deposits.
Prescription For Dietary Wellness
By Phyllis A Balch
page 198
The pertussis vaccine (DPT) may cause 45,000 cases of autism per year in America, affecting 15 cases out of 10,000 vaccinations; also caused by the measles-mumps-rubella vaccine (MMR) that causes mental impairment, gastrointestinal damage, and increased mortality in 6-12 months from impaired immunity; 9 out of 10 cases were not breast-fed; eating dairy products caused parasites in the autistic (take Vermex; contact Dr. Nelson in Mexico for control of parasites in children with autism). There are now over 500,000 victims of autism residing in the United States, in 1994. The pertussis vaccination is not used in Sweden, which has virtually 0 cases of autism, as does Holland.
This mental illness afflicts environmentally and socially non-reactive persons, of withdrawn personality; with inability to speak, violenttantrums, insomnia, actions such as bolting across aroad with no regard for the dire consequences. May be caused infant antibiotic use in ear infections with subsequent yeast overgrowth, by cumulative genetic Brain damage, Vitamin deficiencies, or milk and additives allergies. Immune disorders in autism include white blood cellneutrophil Myeloperoxidase enzyme deficiency for insufficient hypochlorite ions to kill yeast - genetic type from Chromosome 17 mutation or biotinidase deficiency, or acquired type from lead poisoning, Folic acid or B-l 2 deficiency, infection or leukemias
Anti-Aging Manual
By Joseph B Marion
page 450
Multiple vaccinations, especially in newborns, are another major source of childhood mercury exposure because of the mercury-containing thimerosal preservative. Over twenty-two vaccinations are now recommended for children before the age of two!
Health And Nutrition Secrets
By Russell L Blaylock MD
page 64
In addition, there is some anecdotal evidence that autism may be tied to diet. One theory is that, in very rare cases, a child's immune system could be weakened by the measles-mumps-rubella vaccination (MMR), which is usually administered before a child turns 2. As a result of this weakening, the theory goes, the child's digestive system is unable to break down certain food proteins, leading to abnormal brain development. Proponents of this theory believe that putting the child on a diet that eliminates certain foods, such as wheat and dairy products, could in certain cases reverse the course of the disease. This theory remains speculative, however, and research needs to be done to determine its validity. In fact, a 2001 report issued by an Institute of Medicine committee examining studies about the health effects of the MMR vaccine in young children suggests that there is no proven link between the vaccine and autism. The committee recommends that there be no change in immunization practices that require children to be immunized during early childhood.
The Immune Advantage
By Ellen Mazo and Keith Berndtson MD
page 292
Rather than calling for an all-out immediate ban on thimerosal-containing vaccines, they suggested that parents continue to have their children vaccinated with mercury-contaminated vaccines until new stocks of uncontaminated vaccine could be made available. Here are two doctors' unions that had to be beat over the head with an overwhelming amount of data that mercury-contaminated vaccines were harming children far worse than the actual diseases against which the vaccine was intended to protect them, only to have them suggest that parents continue to harm their children just to satisfy their vaccination obsession.
Are you surprised to discover that recent investigations have found that several doctor-members of vaccine boards were either receiving grants from vaccine manufacturers or held stock in the companies? They were willing to sacrifice the health of millions of children just to fill their pockets with cash. These people should be looking through bars, not serving on boards.
Health And Nutrition Secrets
By Russell L Blaylock MD
page 167
Vaccines may afflict 45,000 cases of autism per year in America, which afflicts 15 victims in every 10.000 births: there are now 5 00,000 of these victims in the U.S. In Sweden not using the pertussis vaccine, there is virtually no autism (and likewise in Holland).
Anti-Aging Manual
By Joseph B Marion
page 600
Many symptoms of autism are similar to those of mercury poisoning. Immune dysfunction, visual disturbances, and motor dysfunction are seen in both. Treating autistic children for removal of mercury and other heavy metals has shown significant improvement in their autistic symptoms. Most autistic individuals have poor liver detoxification, low antioxidant levels, and low levels of glutathione. Vaccines are effective, but the production and use of vaccines should proceed more cautiously. Currently manufactured vaccines still contain harmful substances like mercury. The link between vaccines and autism is far stronger than the medical community is willing to admit, and more research in this area should be an urgent priority.
Building Wellness with DMG
By Roger V Kendall PhD
page 105
Studies indicate that autism may be the result of adverse reactions to childhood vaccinations. Dr. Alan Cohen, an environmental physician from Connecticut, notes that high levels of autism and attention deficit disorder (ADD) did not occur until the mandatory use of childhood vaccinations, and suggests that there may be a connection between certain vaccines and the onset of these conditions.
Complete Encyclopedia Of Natural Healing
By Gary Null PhD
page 46
Almost from the inception of vaccination programs, manufacturers added a mercury preservative called thimerosal to vaccines. The practice continued until recently, and was stopped only because of the outcry from thousands of concerned parents and numerous experts in the field. The American Academy of Pediatrics and the American Academy of Family Practice did not warn parents or pediatricians that the mercury was dangerous until they were forced to. That mercury was toxic to cells had been known for over sixty years, but manufacturers apparently were more worried about lawsuits
Health And Nutrition Secrets
By Russell L Blaylock MD
page 165
In fact, a 2001 report issued by an Institute of Medicine committee examining studies about the health effects of the MMR vaccine in young children suggests that there is no proven link between the vaccine and autism. The committee recommends that there be no change in immunization practices that require children to be immunized during early childhood. Another disorder affecting the brain, Alzheimer's disease, may also have an immune connection. Alzheimer's is a degenerative disease that slowly attacks nerve cells in the brain. It eventually results in the loss of all memory and mental functioning. Scientists are currently investigating the role that the immune system plays in producing an overabundance of the amino acid glutamate, a powerful nerve-cell killer. Another immune connection that researchers are investigating is the idea that Alzheimer's might be triggered, in part, by a virus.
The Immune Advantage
By Ellen Mazo and Keith Berndtson MD
page 292
In the past 10 years, the number of autistic children has risen between 200 and 500 per cent in every state in the U.S. This sharp increase in autism followed the introduction of MMR vaccine in 1975. Representative Dan Burton's healthy grandson was given injections for 9 diseases in one day. These injections were followed by autism.
A Physicians Guide To Natural Health Products That Work
By James Howenstine MD
Page 267
"Probably 20% of American children, one in five, suffers from a "development disability'," according to Harris Coulter, Ph.D., Founder and Director of the Center for Empirical Medicine, in Washington, D.C. "This is a stupefying figure and we have inflicted it on ourselves. 'Development disabilities' are nearly always generated by encephalitis. And the primary cause of encephalitis in the U.S. and other industrialized countries is the childhood vaccination program. To be specific, a large proportion of the millions of U.S. children and adults suffering from autism, seizures, mental retardation, hyperactivity, dyslexia, and other branches of the hydra-headed entity called 'development disabilities' owe their disorders to one of the vaccines against childhood diseases."
Alternative Medicine
By Burton Goldberg
page 1101
Martin noted that the increased incidence of chronic fatigue syndrome, attention deficit hyperactivity disorder, autism, and other behavior-linked illnesses "may be an inadvertent consequence of stealth virus vaccine contaminants."
AIDS And Ebola
By Leonard Horowitz PhD
page 493
Just for perspective if we go back to 1971 up to 1980, we see that California consistently added 100 to 200 new cases a year; but in the year 2002, California added 3,577 new cases. Since 1980, the documented start of California's autism epidemic, the number of new cases has steadily increased. If we break down those statistics it means that from 1994 to 1995, California only added on average 2 new autistic children a day into its system. In 2001, it was a rate of 8 new autistic children added a day; in 2002, it jumped up to 10 children a day. mercury-containing vaccines are still in use today, including the most recently recommended addition to the childhood immunization schedule, 2 shots of flu vaccine for infants, bringing the total number of vaccines up to 41 in California that a child will receive before the age of two. It will take a few years to start seeing the effect of the phasing out of the mercury-containing preservative thimerosal from childhood vaccines on this autism epidemic.
Many symptoms of autism are similar to those of mercury poisoning. Immune dysfunction, visual disturbances, and motor dysfunction are seen in both. Treating autistic children for removal of mercury and other heavy metals has shown significant improvement in their autistic symptoms. Most autistic individuals have poor liver detoxification, low antioxidant levels, and low levels of glutathione.
Building Wellness with DMG
By Roger V Kendall PhD
page 105
Since the 1990s, there has been a tenfold or 1000-percent increase in autism, an increase which has been linked by some researchers to the organic mercury preservative commonly found in baby vaccines. A greatly increased incidence of juvenile diabetes has been correlated to specific vaccination sequences and to the number of vaccines given. In some Australian Aboriginal communities, every second child died shortly after vaccination.
The Natural Way to Heal
By Walter Last page
309
The best current estimates are that autism occurs in 40 to 67 children per 10,000 live births. This means that the prevalence of autism has increased 1,000 percent in the last decade. According to the latest figures just released in January 2003 by the California Department of Developmental Services, California experienced an astounding 31 percent increase in the number of new children.
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