Tuesday 30 April 2013

this morning, i was to remember a lot more about what had gone in - somewhere near NEWQUAY according to MR ICKE and his group....trapped in a 'holliday resort'....i was to ask him where he thought we were....his group had figured up the coast from NEWQUAY on a private resort - which was why nobody could find out where we had actually been taken...it was a bit like 'port meiron' - we were all 'prisoners'....but they figured up the coast from newquay....they could see land's end in the distance to the left as they looked out to sea....and figured that newquay was a bit further along....

donna wasn't clear about that number...all she could say is that the sharks were probably from that area....you get sharks off scotland as well but the probability was cornwall....that is how drugged and under mind control we had all been...by the time we got there...you don't even know where you are....

anyway, i can now remember standing watching a woman who looked a bit like brenda and was rather headstrong...with an american accent....who was 'eaten alive' by that shark...and yes the photo is a real one....the woman's head superimposed - was of the woman who survived it in order to 'pass the test' to join the ill cult.....having got back to nasa at a later date - brenda was not amused by the comparison at all "do you think that i am that stupid?"....well no...it was just that it had made it all the more traumatic...to think that they might have captured her and made her 'do that'...

the 'boss' of the whole sick operation was NAT ROTHSCHILD....

this is what was to happen:

i was to walk off from the horror of the shark pool...with the prague rothschild team...we had been put up in a 'holiday house' together...apparently the whole resort was owned by the HOLLIDAY family at that point in time....

in the evening i was to go for a walk with matt to see icke's crew filming....they had got a camera in...gill was helping them...they knew how to get the film in and out of the resort....see previous notes upon that 'streaker on a tennis court' horror...and yes we had all been put through that one....susan sinclair and i, had hit our heads/noses hard and cried afterwards...on the glass....we were in very young child alters, at the time...

anyway, the next day...i am guessing here but the next sunny morning give or take 'how long we were kept prisoner there'....matt was to show me a vent in a white wall...one large enough to crawl through....gill had instructed me beforehand:

"matt will show you where it is and after that - you know what to do - he doesn't know anything about the computer system - he will be there to keep you company"....

so matt crawled through the vent to get into the HQ of the ill....where the rothschilds held their meetings....

he was to get near to the end of it...i sensed two guards - who had heard us and so immediately rewrote files and they left off....memory dumped.

another guard had been triggered near to the entrance of where we had entered the vent....i told matt to crawl back...i memory dumped him too....we then got out of the vent...for him to turn around...yes this is 'treating all microchipped networked slaves as WIDGETS -time'...i then told him about the vent and asked him to find out where it went...he then did so...crawled down it....we followed....i then told him to run across the courtyard of that HQ complex in order to draw off the other two guards - and to try and climb the wire fence....that gave us enough time to get into the building....gill had signalled where the main computer room was...we entered it...i took my penknife and cut a wire under the desk....DONNA had been their main technician and had rigged the desk to electrocute anybody who didn't know....and relayed 'that one' on.....matt then stood and watched as i began to reprogram the system - telling all slaves within the building to go to a 'meeting' held in the main hall well away from where that computer room was....MR PUTIN then turned up and asked to be let in...i opened the doors....he then 'did a bit' on the system too....

we then all exited that room...to see KATE HOLLIDAY 'late for the meeting' but then as her sister sarah had always said 'she's late for everything'....running down the hall with a folder...to see gill at the end of it - having just exited a room...firstly she saw me and matt....she laughed and said "you MONSTERS how did you get in here? what were you doing in there?"....she appeared to be 'tripping through the daisies' if you know what i mean...

MR PUTIN said "your friends, emily" in a quizzical way....he meant the hollidays....i suppose it was 'safe' to run me upon this operation because they would be unlikely to murder me.....KATE didn't appear to be able to see MR PUTIN at all...as he slipped from behind matt and i - to disappear out of the main double doors to the left of the foyer.....but she appeared to know MATT well....anyway, she then saw gill...and shouted out to him....the meeting...gill had been waiting to have a quick chat with me to see that everything had gone as planned...at that point, he couldn't do and so said angrily to KATE that he was late 'for a meeting' and walked off rapidly around the corner....

matt and i then made our exit through the vent and back onto the 'outside' of that HQ...

later on - matt and i were to show MR ICKE and his group that largish rectangular vent at the base of that white wall...they replied that they had seen it but hadn't done anything about it....the guards and their guns....all paramilitary and armed....of course, mr icke's group didn't have 'the internet in their heads' so to speak and so it would have been very foolhardy indeed for them to attempt to 'go in'....

OTHER NOTES:

the next memory that i have of that complex...is of a BBC VAN parked on a large lawn....and a pavilion...and 'outside toilets'.....mr putin was to go into one of them...to then be electrocuted....

i was furious with MATT...i had told him to warn MR PUTIN....DONNA had also relayed onto me that she had rigged the seats of those toilets.....so i had warned mr icke's group to 'go in the bushes' etc....matt was supposed to have warned putin but didn't....i slapped him hard around the face for not doing so....his reason was that he was following the prague rothschild's orders...and putin was a rival within that entire hierarchy....

i was to tell mr putin what had happened...

gill was to rewrite files so that mr putin's memory device was 'rebooted' - so he could remember what had to be done next - pockets of memory hidden upon so many microchips so that the ill would never work it out in time - as they all came together 'at the right time' during the operation

...mr putin had a stungun on him...he then took matt by his neck...a martial arts 'pincer grip' and dragged him to the SHARK POOL...threatened to throw him in but didn't in the eventuality....enough to scare him, i suppose....the ill had cameras everywhere and upon everything....roving cameramen and women...they all saw it as a 'big joke'.....filming us all at this ill cult event and with BBC equipment i might add....

anyway, VIZ has all of the memory aids today...the new edition of VIZ...with ROGER MELLIE THE MAN ON TELLLY...believe it or not....

in the 'cornwall context'....'mellie' is a joke around what MR ICKE was to do in that 'cake-baking context'...i can remember OLIVER from the prague DTO walking in with his 'prize winning tiered-cake'....mr icke had been drinking heavily in the beer tent...he was to ask for mr putin's stungun...it was surreptitiously passed along the line....icke then 'got' oliver....and yes it was a bit like that SPIKE MILLIGAN joke on the BEDSITTING ROOM...you just 'knew' what would happen.....mr icke then refused to give the stungun back and marched out of the pavilion muttering 'i'm going to electrocute the sharks'....

oh and 'mel and sue' had been asked to be 'roving presenters' of the whole horror....

'peter bazalbrush' is a pisstake of the prague rothschild who had apparently engineered the whole horrorshow and was in the pavilion 'cake tent'...drunk and laughing his head off as oliver took a fall....

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