I forgot to pick up that ill cult parcel from the POST OFFICE yesterday because I was so furious with what had happened at the HSBC...meeting all of those MICE...on the street, outside SAINSBURYS too...

As far as I can remember - that woman's daughter had just died...she would have died anyway...of CANCER...that wasn't actually programmed to happen...but it did...'NATURAL LAW' eh? So I don't talk HARD AND ROUGH in a criminal way...so I prefer to speak 'properly'...and you dared to pick on me for what amounts to my ACCENT? You sick pigs. Yes, I can 'do' COCKNEY because it was my first accent in English...I prefer not to...FUCK OFF.

Anyway, i suppose that I can pick it up today...because I had a 'flash' of EMB saying to her crew 'what shall we put in it?'...as far as I know...they had stopped it - then got in touch with my sister HELEN to find something symbolically 'appropriate' to put into it...bomb disposal experts had done the rest...

...and the memory of above...then reminded me of what that cowardly little MOUSE - TOMLINSON used to do upon the bus-route from OLTON STATION to the NEC/AIRPORT...he used to get me to either take a bus down to a 'halfway point' of a shopping arcade...quite a big one, in 'no man's land suburbia'...I cannot remember the actual district...he would meet me there and then give me something to post in the area...I can only remember him doing this once, in point of fact...and he told me that I was late...he was annoyed...he then gave me an address...about 5 minutes walk away...and I was to deliver a parcel...so I did...as you do, if you value your life as a slave...it didn't seem 'dangerous' and it wasn't...nobody answered the doorbell and so I left it on the step inside the porch doors.

GILL got onto his tannoy to me later on...asked me what had happened...I replied that I had left the small parcel upon the step and he went berserk but wouldn't tell me why...

At the CIA LAB - I was then to learn that the parcel had contained class A drugs...and that it had disappeared. HA HA. Why the ill ever tried to 'use' me, i have no idea...that sick little coward TOMLINSON...using me as a 'postie' because he was too scared even to walk down a road...

MI6 OFFICER tomlinson - delivering drugs for the ROYAL FAMILY's mafia trade...that is what BI was all about...that is what the ill cult is all about...off their heads on too many drugs with 'nothing to do'...too much money and no fucking sense.

That is what it has always been about - hasn't it? Too much money, no fucking sense and too many drugs.

MARK R whining in his oh-so-gay voice...that he had 'done everything' in this world...he was bored...so now he was going to use CERN to blow a hole in the universe, destroy this planet, break on through to the other side and overpower G-D and rule in 'his' stead...that is why MICE had to be stopped.