"With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world."

When I look back at all of the horror that the ROCKEFELLERS and their ilk put me through as a zygote slave and where I have ended up now ( the real author of the HARRY POTTER books)....

I see the seaside...the sun...the sky...the horizon expanding around me as I cycle down the promenade....the sea is so beautiful sometimes, when the light catches it...sometimes it moves me to tears, I love it so much...and I am happy...light...and FREE...