but before we move on completely...I'd like to have a look at 'this one' because I haven't quite 'got it' yet...if there is any meaning to be had at all...
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-3029455/Colin-Farrell-looks-grizzled-worse-wear-plays-corrupt-cop-set-True-Detective-LA.html
firstly we have a series of shots, that somewhat reminded me of 'prince William at the electrified fence' if you get my meaning, McDonald.....and then 'col the sol' imitating Tomlinson's 'usual stance' at a bar - when he wanted to make quick money i.e. 'with his bum stuck out'......'fast money' - in relation to gay prostitution....when in a difficult situation....or perhaps 'on the run' - as he had been...and from 1995 - see previous notes upon MI5 toby showing the prague british council DTO that TELEGRAPH frontpage and saying something along the lines of "that's my brother.....I hope prison will knock some sense into him"....I might add that toby had had a mkultra laptop whilst in prague - but that had been nicked....see previous notes....go figure...
let me see...in point of fact, Tomlinson used to wear that type of leather jacket ('batman design' upon the back?)....
let me see...so if 'col the sol' is 'doing tomlinson' in a 'gay prostitute pose'....and a substitute for 'prince william' in a blue denim shirt, is upon the other side of the 'electrified' fence.....then we can say that 'col the sol' and his mate, are re-enacting a certain scene....which infers that Tomlinson had been 'implicated' in that royal exposure...of prince William's penis - see previous notes.
....and circumcised penis, I might add....an oddity...it could mean that prince William is either of the jooish or Islamic faith.....which one, what do you think? considering that most 'coloured tribes' according to Obama's people...consider the british royal family as 'white trash'....a rather unforgiving portrayal of the nature of them ha ha ha.....since they have done 'so much good' for the UK haven't they? for example - told Cameron to chuck 330,000 'people who cannot fend for themselves' off of disability allowance....because hell, this is a Nazi cult and you've got to get real, haven't you?
now as pat Andrew was to say..."I always think that it's about me...a relief to know that mostly it isn't...." etc etc...a view that I tend to agree with 'most of the time'....but in relation to the macro and the micro (ha ha macro-sound boom?)....anyway, I was reminded of an incident in a METRO TESCO in central London....my mother had been jostled from behind at the tills...and then didn't pick up her £25 cashback...which was to result in a letter (with all of her inititals upon it) to the CEO of Tesco...at which point - they decided to give her, her money back...having previously declined to do anything about it....
so what is the general message today then? 'don't ask for cashback'? I don't normally ask for it at all...preferring to use a cashpoint....is this something around the ill and me asking for my money back? the money that they stole from me....well I won't stop doing that....see previous notes....
anyway, 'col the sol' above - looks much more like a real detective than he ever did in Miami vice...which I am beginning to suspect was another '6 gin mary' job....from the 'talented team'....and yes I am not contradicting myself here because I can remember the 'talented team' advising him to pick a real cop "like this one" (this time around) to model his character upon...however they hadn't told him what that cop did 'in his spare time'...see previous notes.
hmmm...I haven't quite got to the bottom of it...let me see....if 'col the sol' is 'doing tomlinson' in both of the above photos....then it is likely that Tomlinson had filched my mother's cashback - in that Tesco metro....around the time that I was teaching English in oxford (and 'col the sol' was teaching drama)....this is - whilst my parents still had their WHITEHOUSE flat, on belevedere road - overlooking waterloo bridge...and around the time, that I was 'in their flat, alone' for the weekend (housekeeping whilst they were on holiday) - and Tomlinson was to break in...'on the run' and asking me for money...I didn't have any...only enough cash to get me back to oxford on the sunday bus from Victoria to Oxford.....Tomlinson opined "if I take anything - then they'll blame you for it, won't they?" as if he sympathised with my cause as a 'mind control slave' who was frequently memory-dumped.....anyway, he then took 'something' from my parents' flat...one of dad's laptops? I have no idea....only that if anybody had asked me about the whole 'encounter'....I would have been unable to identify him at all....sure I had 'recognised him' in a very misty way....he was involved in something 'very shady' relating to powergen/MI5 Russian course/the military in general....but I couldn't have told you his name or his job...nothing like that....all I could have told you 'at the time' was that it was best to keep on the 'right side of him' whenever he turned up...or else you would end up dead...
and so what was I to do - after Tomlinson had broken into that flat....see previous notes upon me having a lunchtime nap upon a bed...to hear a lot of rustling going on....in the direction of the frontdoor of the flat...Tomlinson with a 'plastic bag' through the letterbox as it turned out....hooking the bag's handles around the lock in order to turn and open it....he then entered...gave me the mkultra 231 code....and I 'woke up'....he wanted money...he appeared to be 'on the run'....
anyway, after he had left...and presumably given me my 'closing down codes'...I could still remember 'something' and so I rang security on the desk, within that building...nobody answered and for ages...I was too terrified to leave the flat....eventually I got angry...something was 'really wrong'.....and so I decided to 'brave' it....ran down the stairs (oddly enough I didn't dare to take the lift - I had never taken the stairs before) to find out that NOBODY was on the security desk or checking the monitors of that building at all....in reception, that is....
I then called the police (once back in my parents' flat)....to be told that it wasn't a problem - the police (or whoever it was, who had answered that call) then hung up.
...what can I say about the whole incident? what more can I say?
...except that 'cashback' is now on my mind....it was Tomlinson who had had my mother 'under mind control'....and he had taken that cashback money, from her - hadn't he? in that METRO TESCO....
OTHER NOTES:
you see....I can remember 'so many years ago now' and in Clacton...I was to go to the cashpoint in order to get out some money....a group of jeering ill cult men had told me "you've got loadsa money" which I did not but anyway, I went to the cashpoint....I had the usual DWP £50pw in my account, that was all...I took it all out....for fear that the ill would try to 'do something' in relation to taking it via banking fraud - all of the money that I had in the world - to buy necessities with i.e. food, soap etc....(which is what ill have been trying to do and for some time, I might add - during this 13th one ill cult game - get my pin and steal from me in order to 'win money/awards' during this sick game)
...and guess what was to happen next? rimington turned up around the corner of the cashpoint...to take the notes out of my 'otherwise empty wallet'....grin and walk off laughing....
I then walked back to 'where I was supposed to be staying'....to be met by those ill cult men, who were still laughing...."where's your money?"
I was to open my wallet to see that there was nothing there...how could that have happened? I couldn't remember the encounter with rimington at all.....
those ill cult men were to sneer and jeer at me...then turned on their 'collective heel'.
"ROYAL ARCH FREEMASONS otherwise known as ORO" replies MI5 ONLINE.
I can remember one of them laughing in a derogatory way "hole in your pocket, then?"
oh and another thing...the 'royal arch freemasons' in Clacton...had made me attend one of their 'all-male' boardroom meetings....I was made to sit at a long table 'with the rest of them' - all male, I might add....to then have my longsleeved and highnecked top, pulled off of me....and my bra removed....the men were to laugh...."let's call her 'lovely jubbely"....and that was a reference to petrol nell's code word for 'eating foetuses'....my foetuses......because these insane people believed that eating the foetuses of 'those like myself' gave them superhuman powers...it didn't...that is all I can say....the best that any of them could do....was to find a way to hitch themselves up to the 'recordings upon my chip' sent back to the pentagon....and intercept 'what I had been used for' - the picture/video/document files sent back upon the internet.....in order to gain power for themselves.
what can I say in conclusion....but the 'military is the military'....everybody expects a 'hard time' if they enter voluntarily into it....I did NOT enter voluntarily into it - as scottie from the SAS was to ascertain....and from the very beginning....I had been drugged, kidnapped and forced to sign the 'demonic contract' whilst supposedly on the MI5 Russian course - held at powergen, Solihull.
secondly 'the military is the military' but the royal arch freemasons are a 'law unto themselves' aren't they? "Satanists" replies MI5 ONLINE "along aleister Crowley lines".
and so the next question is - why hasn't QUEEN ELIZABETH II disbanded the royal arch freemasons? why hasn't she got rid of the whole order?
"because she's in it up to her neck" replies MI5 ONLINE.
oh I see....and that would relate to her erstwhile 'Norwegian cuckoo daughter' - princess anne....who had started up her 'extremely secretive' masonic order...that even the royal arch freemasons had professed 'not to know about'....that JACK THE RIPPER masonic order - see previous notes upon 'old warwick road' in Solihull.
....and my last question is this - are there anymore really, really secretive satanic masonic orders, within the UK - that haven't been touched upon yet?
"you could try Cameron's order in the masonic hall" replies BI ONLINE....and which 'hall' would that be? one in central London? what do they get up to then? I do not suppose that I need to know the details of 'that one'....oh I see - I do, I do.....where the ill get up to the worst satanic masonic rites imaginable....the 'one where they eviscerate a pregnant woman and her foetus'.....as thought up by Tomlinson, whilst under Japanese control - as far as I can remember....and they're still doing it? what is going on here, then?
"a repeat pattern....we cannot STOP the pattern, as yet" replies BI ONLINE.
for heaven's sake - why not just unplug the lot of them?
OTHER NOTES:
...the last thing to come up, this Thursday morning....was a reminder of that EFL BRASSHOUSE CENTRE, in b'ham...and somebody who had looked and behaved 'somewhat like Henrietta bullard' -who appeared to be in charge of the place (her real twin sister?)....so many 'agency staff' had disappeared there, hadn't they? have you checked out the computers and hard-drives in that location, recently?
if GCHQ don't know what to look for...try 'TBF'....a note upon my pad....a reminder.....'tissues bread....fruit'
OTHER NOTES:
....and upon the note of 'tissues'....that elan catalogue book cover entitled TANTALISE....well if you check in Sainsbury's....they have their own version of that 'frontcover' in terms of similar 'misty browns'....I didn't purchase this 2 for 1 offer....go figure....
OTHER NOTES:
you never traced a single one, did you MI5?...those that had been 'sent before me' to that EFL BRASSHOUSE CENTRE as an admin/secretary.....I can remember 'getting back to that recruitment agency' just before it closed, to complain about it all....
the young blond man at the desk...was to look at his files...."you're the only one who came back...who has complained....5...let me see 6....." there were so many of them, upon his computer...."the rest of them disappeared...nobody came back...no feedback you see....and "how could I warn you?"
...and having revisited the above memory today....in 2015....I can now...finally, remember a bit more....firstly - as I had stated in previous notes.....the main secretary who was not the PA of the director of studies....(that part-time post advertised by the recruitment agency - in relation to temporary admin/secretarial post)....the woman who had 'worked there for years' - was amazed to see me 'still in that main office' within the afternoon..."most of them disappear at midday....you are the first to stay....." - she appeared to 'know' what it was all about....in a somewhat sinister way...a bit like an 'ingabot' if you know what I mean....i.e. she had a lot more 'power' upon the system than the director of studies did....
anyway, all I can remember so far....is this....and MY3 frontpage this morning, has put up a helpful reminder:
in short, a Norwegian operative had come in....to then try to interest me in the 15-MINUTE-RETIREMENT PLAN....and what did that mean, I wanted to know? it was obvious nonsense....I was in my thirties and looked much younger than that....and yet he was going on and on about me having to retire...immediately.
'the man from the pru' - I was to wonder...thinking about MI5 in my grandfather's time and prince Philip 'doing his worst' - see previous notes....in relation to mkultra blackmail and threats....around 'life insurance' given to MI5 - forced to agree to prince Philip's demonic contract....
...so I sat there...listened to the 'mad man' - who was somewhat reminding me of the 'man at the agency'....and the man at the agency, had told me that he was one of gill's closest mates from the east end - go figure....both were blond...lanky....but different....the one leaning over me at my computer, in that EFL centre was red-faced....thin-faced.....a very long face....with his longish blond hair, falling over his face....shouting at me, in the end....because I had voiced a simple question - in relation to his 'nonsense patter' about a '15 minute retirement plan' and he had been holding a syringe at the time.....and yes, I knew that with 'looking glass characters' it is not always sensible to attack them upon the 'obvious' at first....and so I had listened until I got to the point where 'renumeration' was concerned in his 'retirement plan'....and replied loudly "WHAT IF I WANT CASHBACK AND NOT A CHEQUE?"....well, that statement had was to send him into an apoplexy of anger...."CASHBACK? CASHBACK? CASHBACK?" he kept on repeating, like a robot...to then appear to have 'something wrong with a jugular vein' in his throat....it had turned blue and was standing out, in an alarming way - from his neck.....he uttered one syllable "AHHHHH!" fell backwards but didn't fall over....to then run out of the office....go figure...
...and in retrospect - i am now beginning to think - who was lying and who was not? that is what I am wondering now...the man at the agency...the 'main secretary at the school'?....at any rate - Henrietta bullard's twin (or that is what she had looked like, at the time) used to do such a song and dance number....in relation to 'madness'.....that you really wouldn't have wanted to stay in that school, for more than 5 minutes....but 'needs must' if you desperately needed to earn money and at 'whatever cost' e.g. to pay rent and to buy food etc....which is the position that I was in, at the time....i.e. you will put up with most 'shit'...almost any 'shit' to get by....but what I was to encounter was way past 'anything' at that school...it is hardly describable....
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