Friday, 1 October 2010


Anyway, last night I remembered something that had happened in 1980...GILL in his SATANIC ISLAMIC PRINCE mode…

He had been dressed as a SHEIK…the tent had been adorned like RUDOLPH VALENTINO set…complete with a bowl of fruit and golden scimitar…many luxurious hangings, carpets and cushions etc…and GILL was supposed to do the following:

One of the 1980 course was told to go in, by TOMLINSON…dressed as a’slave-girl’…GILL would tell her to be seated…he would then call her MORNING STAR…’vision of loveliness’…’light of my life’ etc etc…and then he would take a GRAPE and pop it into her mouth…then he would show her his GOLDEN SCIMITAR…(get the phallic imagery?)…and then seeing as he was on Viagra…he would ‘do the business’…all very ‘romantic’ eh?

Most young women had already been ‘sold’ on the whole thing because RIMINGTON had warmed them up, the night before, upon that RUDOLPH VALENTINO movie…my grandmother CLAYTON had loved that old black and white movie…it had caused a sensation akin to THE BEATLES in its day…women fainting in the cinema rows…that sort of thing…and the 1980 course appeared to be no different - except me…I hated the movie for some reason…I pointed out that the guy was in full make-up…eye shadow, heavy duty lipstick and that he quite obviously had BLUE eyes and didn’t look even remotely Arabian and this is all a bit of a joke - isn’t it?

It makes me wonder now…was that movie another ‘military experiment’…did they coat the heated radiators with some sort of chemical in order to spread the ‘lynx effect’ around the cinemas?

Anyway, the next day we all had to visit the ‘sheik in his tent’…and this was laughable - if it hadn’t been so horrific for myself.

I entered the tent…GILL told me to be seated and then began his lines - he was wide-eyed with stony cold FURY and I was picking it up big-time, as a massive threat - who was this guy?…and as I stared at his face…an alter remembered him…although my front alter didn’t recognise him…and telepathically contacted GILL to say ‘mess it up - I don’t want this type of programming’…it was at that point that he tried to throttle me…I went out cold into an NDE after trying to kick him off me…TOMLINSON then ran into the tent to drag my inert body out, backwards whilst shouting at GILL:

“MARTIN - for god’s sake - what are you doing? This is supposed to be a ROMANTIC experience for them…”

To which GILL replied that I had ‘recognised him’…TOMLINSON countered that I couldn’t possibly have done and not to be so stupid…

So in summary - what can I say except that I had come up against SATANIC DALEK again…and instead of helping me, GILL had then tried to murder me…or perhaps that was simply what his ISLAMIC PRINCE alter was all about…the ‘very devil’ as it were and at the centre of the brain.

Anyway, I have included a photo of VALENTINO in THE SHEIK see above...although I don't quite remember the film itself and so I cannot be sure it is actually a still from the film...but if it is...then one can say that GILL wasn't dressed up in a turban...he had on a SAUDI white head-dress...that of a modern-day OIL SHEIK...

OTHER NOTES:

The GRAPE was supposed to represent the 'fruits of programming'...

We remote-viewed the lot in the end...ROZ's child alter had loved being called MORNING STAR...she glowed as he said it...like a golden ball...so the programming had worked upon her so it must have been pretty deadly...

...and why i didn't want it...and therefore an alter told MARTIN who was supposed to be working undercover with me to 'mess it up'...what I wasn't banking on - was him trying to throttle me to death, in 'SATANIC PRINCE' mode because I had found that little 'satanic dalek' out...

On the other hand - MARTIN managed to mess up that programming big-time and singlehandedly...always the 'comic element' eh?

We've had belly-dancing STOAT..now MURDEROUS SHEIK...what next MARTIN?

GILL was to tell the CRAZY COMPANY - once we had uncovered the above...that he had felt like a 'rutting stag'...yes, I can see that his 'little boy alter'...see TIN-TIN for an example of his real age as 'satanic sheik'...the son of the EMIR etc...wouldn't have been too keen on the girlies in his tent but there you go...

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