yesterday was another 'nightmare' - that low and extra-loud BLEEP whilst walking out of M&S for example....the young man had set it off...and i had to 'dig deep' to find out what this was all about....

in brief - i went back to jerusalem in my head....that 'christian organisation' in the whitehouse.....

i realised that i had set off a low and loud BEEP whilst exiting the building....but i didn't bother with it and neither did the woman who had let me in, in the first place, either...i cannot remember her job description exactly but apparently she taught on some of the courses....anyway, that large electronic box by the door...and the fact that she had had to press buttons and flick switches, in order to open the front door, to let me out...i was kind of expecting the whole apparatus to make some sort of a noise, as i left....and it did...i turned my head to see her flick another switch and the beep stopped....and that was that, really....

until emet decided to do the same thing....that is what i was to remember last night....emet had come prepared....

he had done a bit of research beforehand about that 'christian organisation'...the one that brenda had looked 'worried' about....he had found out that they had been involved in some sort of 'legal wrangle' and the name of the law firm which had dealt with it....he had a card made up - to let him in....he knew the codes....he knew diplomatic circles only too well - having liaised between the pentagon and nasa....and so he was to turn up on the doorstep - show his card...say that he had been sent in to tidy up a few loopholes and could she show him to the legal office....a piece of cake, you might think....he appeared to be posing as an attorney of some description....

once in the office....he was left 'unattended'....he didn't bother with the computer....he went through a filing cabinet and desk drawers...to find what he was looking for and he could hardly believe his luck...a list of the board of governors....and somewhere down that list....the name MANGAN caught his eye....emet had already come across MANGAN in relation to KOREA....and suddenly he began to see the whole thing....

he was standing by a bay window, overlooking the back of the garden...sunlight streaming in through the window and 'arab intelligence' filming him via a zoom lens.....what was he doing in there, they wanted to know....

outside in the garden...the trees were blossoming....jerusalem might not have the same seasons as the west, sharon was to point out....but it was 'spring' in that garden....blossoms everywhere....and emet was thinking 'TODAY, WE HAVE THE NAMING OF PARTS'....he was looking at a list of the modern-day surnames of the top MKULTRA families - about 20 or more, of them.....as if the surnames were pieces of a dismantled silver rifle, let us say.....you see those families that had descended from the court of catherine the great, had all changed their names since the 19th century....see previous notes upon LOUGHTON....

he then needed to make a photocopy of it - but with security being so 'tight'....it was highly likely that all paper in the photocopier would have an electronic 'signature' to it.....try the desk....find something 'sent into the building'....he found an invoice...that would do it...it hadn't been stamped.....he photocopied the list onto the back of the invoice....put it into his jacket and then returned to the foyer....the young woman was to let him out....and as he exited...that loud BEEP went off....emet turned around...and asked what the matter was....she replied along the lines of 'don't worry...it is a low security alert, it happens all the time'....a green light was flashing on her electronic device by the door.....'it's probably your HEELS'...emet looked down at his trainers....and wondered what she was going on about....she switched the beep off...he mopped his brow....and then told her that it was so hot, he needed a drink...she asked him to come back inside...he replied that he knew of a good watering hole....the one that the british embassy staff tended to use....east jerusalem....she knew 'which one'....and so off emet went....

he returned to the MI IMPERIAL HOTEL, packed his things and within the hour, he was on a plane back to the USA....thinking about the whole thing....

OTHER NOTES:

why had i set off the alarm too - at a 'low security level'....with that green light flashing?

i had sat down in the living room on the sofa...had a look at the coffee table and seen a few brochures upon it....i was to flashback to rimington having been in there, with the taschmanns but at a 'slightly below normal consciousness' level.....

the brochures were ordinary enough...they were very similar to the ones that CLACTON POST OFFICE had recently given me....a similar size and graphic design....the point was this - they were NOT brochures for that organisation....and i 'knew' that something was not right....this wasn't usual...no brochures or information about that christian organisation available in the room at all....only these other brochures...and as far as i can remember...they were probably for a local postal service or something like that....so what were they doing on that coffee table?

the young woman had gone off to get the applications forms etc from an office down the corridor...and then, having come back with a few forms - A4 size....and then gone off again to get something else....i was to place the A5 brochures under the forms.....to see if she would notice...she didn't.....and so upon leaving i was to pick them up under the forms and put them into my bag.....and even then, she didn't notice....although the coffee table was now bare.....

anyway, i can remember what that was all about now...i can 'see' what sharon had thought...standing by the dustbins...he was querying the brochures....were they important? he was thinking along the lines of perhaps they represent something but are not important within themselves...and he was quite right...this is why:

the taschmanns had been in that living room and they had programmed that young woman with those ordinary brochures....placing them 'at random' upon that coffee table to represent themselves....that is why they had been 'invisible' to her....an invisible threat - which i had then removed....

why had i left 'the lot' on top of one of those dustbins...which i might add....were by the walled garden of that whitehouse? i would guess that i was reminding myself of georges cluny and that mansion in paris.....

anyway, emet had wanted to know why his 'heels' were thought to be the problem....well you would have to ask ITALIAN INTELLIGENCE for a detailed explanation about 'heels' and the problems caused....mobsters going through 'security' at customs.....

so nikki it wasn't a pentagon residence....nothing to do with US intelligence but they 'knew' all about it....and i was to decide that it was another HUME affair....

and that 'martha and mary' biblical story...it was 'ruth and somebody' wasn't it? i have no idea why i termed it 'martha and mary'...perhaps because your real name had been 'martha'?

additionally i had read up about that biblical story and now i can hardly remember a word of it - strange, eh?

all i can remember so far is that for that young 'american' woman (british, really) identifying with 'SEMITIC SERVANT' opposed to the 'HEBREW MISTRESS' in it - is so silly as to defy belief....this is all about nazi collie and her brood - isn't it? i mean to say...that young woman had no identification point at all....not in relation to the power structure nor the ethnicity within that biblical story....that is why i had thought that whole 'reason' for their being in jerusalem....to base their 'mission statement' on such flimsy and inappropriate 'identification' was....well 'you know'....

anyway, the idea of THE SERVANT and that sinister JOSEPH LOSEY film, then came up again...judy as a SIS nurse to CATHY WALDEGRAVE for example....SIS providing the 'golden cage/carriage' for the ROYALS....yes in a macabre way, i could see how SIS would identify as the SERVANT in a biblical narrative and not for 'good purposes' either, i might say....

THE SERVANT who has radiated the brains of his/her MASTER/MISTRESS....the SEPHARDIM for example - until they could hardly think straight...that 'type' of servant....and that type of power structure.....

You might ask why i had bothered to 'set her free' by taking away the 'threat'....the taschmann programming brochures....

because as EMET was to surmise upon the plane journey back to the USA....'it happens all the time'.....so how many others had been in there, before him?

the taschmanns had been in there before...the eldest taschmann had 'tweaked' the computer system - as he was to put it - to rimington in the living room....