My mother rang yesterday and left a message - I had left my mobile and home and didn’t check it until it rang again today…I missed the call…it was from my mother and so I called her back…

After the phone call - I came to the terrible realisation that it was supposed to have been this weekend that I was supposed to go and stay the night…my father would be away…and that upon his return…he would find me distraught…my mother had died in her sleep overnight…he would call the POLICE saying that he didn’t know how I had got into the house…and that I had probably suffocated her in bed - I would then be set up for MURDER.

I can now see that VICIOUS QUEENS are the worst out - but that one can defeat them - MARK R and AMADEUS had set the above up.

Their parting shot, I would guess…as I am quite sure that both are dead now.

What did my mother say upon the phone? She wanted me to come down to MANNINGTREE this weekend…she was in a little girl alter…I could hear it from the tone of her voice…she was feeling a lot better but she almost shouted down the phone that she realised that one could die any day…and that she basically wanted to see me before she died…such is the type of emotional blackmail being laid on at this point in the ill cult game.

I pointed out that the last time I had turned up at the MANNINGTREE house, my parents had called the police and that FOR MY OWN SAFETY and upon the advice of the policeman who had turned up - I shouldn‘t go near it again - I added that she had queered her pitch upon that one…my mother then admitted that it was she, who had called the POLICE…she claimed it was after I had shouted abuse at them, outside of their house. I put her right on that one, I hadn’t shouted any abuse - I had rung the doorbell, it had stuck…a fact that I had found rather amusing at the time…but then it continuously began to ring as if I were holding it down (as I waited for them to answer it) and then the policeman turned up, after a while - I also pointed out that I had a legitimate reason to be there, my father hadn‘t paid my money back (£120,000 but in fact a lot more, if one tots up the decades that he pocketed my earnings from BI/CIA etc on the ill cult system)…my mother cut me short, that was all water under the bridge and we needed to arrange a time and place to meet…

So I am feeling rather hurt this afternoon…by all that has transpired - so much emotional blackmail - when I am the one who has suffered the most out of my family and by a long chalk….however, the fact is that I won against the ill cult and that the worst offenders are all now dead…and that as the program runs a second time…it is weeding out the rest of them.

Anyway, as a compromise, I suggested to my mother - that as she was going down to see SUSAN, ED and JAMES in LEWISHAM on Monday…staying until Thursday…I could pop down on a day-return…and stay for say ½ hour or less…and then go off and do my own thing around BLACKHEATH…because I would like to revisit the place, take a few photos…

At first, the above appeared to annoy my mother…but then she reconsidered and told me that she would check out the situation…ED was under a lot of stress, SUSAN was going through Cancer treatment and they might not want any visitors…so I put it to her that she checked the situation out on MONDAY and gave me a call back…if it was all okay, I would do a day-trip to see the lot of them…

OTHER NOTES:

After the phonecall to my mother…I saw that the GREY MAN’S FLAT had been lit up…in the middle of the day…it is only about 12.30pm now…it hadn’t been lit up this morning…how odd.

It was ‘business’ as usual…the IN-SECT…the OIL PUMPS…exclamation mark MOTHER SUPERIOR (TOMLINSON) etc etc…and of course it made me view the whole thing in perspective - the VICIOUS QUEENS of the ROCKEFELLER FAMILY - whom MCDONALD was to dub the ‘lubes’…as in rulers of the ill OIL CULT…

The last stand of the ‘lubes’.

I had always made it clear to GILL and he knew it, without there being any direct discussion…that I would never ‘fight’ for him against the ROCKEFELLERS…if he wanted to be with me then it was his decision.

So the evil little mouse MARK R had no ammunition to say ‘that bitch stole my man’…I never did…he used to search me out willingly…time and again…to the fury of that vicious queen and his associates...and you can see what I was up against...ELTON JOHN putting up £50 million to buy the 'rights' to use and abuse GILL as a slave husband...I have no words.