....before I go any further....I should firstly mention that the above 'white van' had been driven 'so many years ago now'  by an MOD man, who hadn't been 'happy' about what he had been programmed to do, in the future....DALDRY had had a quiet word with him....in order to set a 'memory aid'...along the lines of "let your tax disc run out of date....the TAX DISK - TASK DICK....and my team will take it from there" sort of thing.....

 

daldry had asked for an MOD reference - seeing as the man had been sent by the MOD upon one of their operations...daldry was then to find out that this had not exactly been the case....in relation to the reply of "I'm a private detective anyway"....private detective?

 

....the man was on an MOD contract.....and somebody who had worked very high up...."well-connected" replies MI5 ONLINE...for Whitehall....

 

 daldry had semi-recognised him from Whitehall 'manoeuvres' in relation to cctv upon their 'private detective force'....see previous notes upon how 'Whitehall' hires people in the way that US presidential intelligence does...."those who know all about mind control" replies BI ONLINE....which means that Whitehall doesn't normally expect british intelligence and british police services to be 'up to the job' and so they go elsewhere....go figure.

 

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....and so basically I had to 'out that man' in flat 4, this morning....because the white van, seen above, on belle court drive....was his.....and he had been programmed by the MOD to set up equipment in flat 4, in order to give me a heart-attack....quite literally....'heavy-duty' equipment then....(if anybody has taken it out of that flat, by now and I am hoping that this is the case - be very careful with it - needless to add, I suppose but anyway....)

 

reluctant MOD man - had been programmed with the 'windshield' as far as I know....see below:

 

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anyway, how do i explain this morning, quickly?....and in relation to that RANWORTH SURGERY appointment?

daldry had been taken to ranworth 'so many years ago now'....let us go inside... into the waiting room and then look out through the frontdoor...what can i say?.... but i now know where daldry had 'woken up' upon a seat within that waiting room...to then see the 'yellow' porch interior....and assume that the yellow interior of the porch...was 'the same as the outside of the building'...rather like that yellow building on marine parade and more recently perhaps - that pavilion-on-the-prom, painted a similar yellow colour....

next up...i can remember 'watching' what was to happen to daldry in that waiting room....'after hours' i suppose....anyway, he was made to sit in the 'child's seat' in front of one of those children's toys (i didn't think that it would be a good idea to take a photo, whilst waiting for my appointment)....

daldry had been made to sit in the child's chair at the end of the waiting room (under a tv screen advertising various services) and then told to attempt to do a task, with a children's toy....but i cannot remember what the task was...only that the toy is rather like one of those circus/fairground games....where you have to move the 'metal needle' along a winding wire route....but if you touch the 'route' then a bell rings...either that or you get an electric shock - or both....and you have to start again, at the beginning....

...and that children's toy in ranworth surgery, looks a bit like - what we had been told to 'have a go at' as children in the 60s, blackheath...

but the toy is not made of 'wires' and it isn't wired up (as far as i know) - "it was when daldry played with it" replies BI ONLINE.....anyway, it has quite a few differently coloured, intertwining lines....

....and it is a cross between that circus/fairground game and an ABACUS....because the intertwining differently coloured lines, have coloured balls/beads, upon them....."a bit like threading a necklace" replies BI ONLINE....so some of you had been put through the same?

"by the MOD...british army, mainly and their families/dependents"....you mean that the latter, had been programmed in that surgery - by the MOD - why? i was to wonder why certain middle-aged women were to sit by it....facing 'all of the rest of the chairs, in rows'....in that surgery...why? when the surgery waiting room had been almost empty....had certain women chosen to sit by that 'abacus game' instead of 'with the herd' on the rows of seats....? surely they might have wanted to be a bit more inconspicuous 'like the rest of us'....about 5/6 in the beginning but the numbers mounted until the surgery waiting room was almost full...and yet certain women 'coming into that waiting room'....were to march straight for that chair by the children's toy.....and then sit in it - as if they had been programmed to do so...which is in fact, the case - isn't it?

"to keep them from asking too many questions"....and that will be expanded upon at a later date? in relation to the histories of those......"members of the armed services" replies BI ONLINE, whose 'loved ones' had complained..."by letter, in person...on the telephone"....and those unfortunate women were then abducted by the MOD and programmed with that children's toy and whatever else the MOD might have had 'up their sleve' at the time....

i would guess that the basic 'gist' was this...."if you cannot get through the task that we have set...whilst drugged and/or in a child alter....then you have no right to continue your inquiries into x, y and z"......and that colourful children's game at the back of the waiting room....'draws them to it' every time....and they sit, waiting for help.....

....and so why didn't i go to the back of the waiting room and 'help them to do it'? because i was reading an 'MOD curse' upon the system..."anybody who touches it - gets programmed with the same"....naturally, 'that one' was off-putting, to say the least....i hadn't even been through the ordeal of my 'appointment' by that point in time....i had simply been studying the waiting room - and all that entailed.

anyway, i then remembered a doctor....who was to appear out of the righthand door...and yes there are two doors into the surgery - in terms of 'seeing a doctor'...and yes they both have number keypads upon them....just like st james surgery....oh dear...what a mistake to make (see previous notes upon my 'anxiety' about getting locked in and abused by mkultra programmers)...'from the fire to the frying pan' etc etc....but it was necessary, that is all i can say....to get to this MOD stage within my 13th one ill cult game.

to recap...I remembered the doctor - see above....who had told me or gill (always a hard one to distinguish but probably gill - I had been looking through his eyes).... 'so many years ago now'.....something along the lines of "it is WE...who are all locked in....more so than our patients".....can you guess what might have happened to end up in that sort of scenario? the above doctor, had upheld the complaints....from the families of 'members of the armed services'...to then be 'sat on' hard by the MOD....and i mean 'hard'.

the doctor mentioned above...had said that the other doctors and staff were not 'like him' (he hadn't known if they were really indian or not and yes he had been really indian - see previous notes upon the quasi-chakrabhati mob)...anyway, he didn't really trust them...but he hadn't thought that they were 'that bad' at the time...only that they had warned him from documenting the evidence, as it were....and then backing up complaints made to the MOD.

anyway, he was to ask gill and myself.....to make a note of the 'huge black fan' by the children's toy - to the back of the waiting room....because he couldn't 'look at it'...too frightened....too traumatised...pavlovian dog torture (see previous notes)....completely unable to look at the name of the brand.....

okay so this was the brand - if it is of any help - and to the indian community in the UK....which it might be....because I can also remember one MOD bloke saying "that worked really well - let's use it on the rest of them".....go figure:

 

....what else? "you're SINBO out at SEA....SINBAD THE SAILOR...."...'out at C' means....C brainwave....

 

"incapable of doing the puzzle" replies MI5 ONLINE...."joining up the dots....SINBO will be a keyword- to help you to do so....to heal your brain....it takes time"

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daldry was shown shelled 'hard-boiled eggs' and threatened with "this is what we will do to your brain if you continue to....." - whilst the MOD man-in-question, pointed to his equipment.

....and as far as i know - the families/friends of 'armed service members' were given roughly the same treatment....as daldry had been....but his 'treatment' will have been far more vicious and prolonged....because - well..... if you 'get' what remoteviewers are all about....we have 'ways around the system' let me put it this way....and the MOD had wanted to put a 'stop to all of that'.

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 'little colin' was online this morning to tell me that none of it was 'funny'....yes it is not 'funny' at all...i completely agree....it is just that after having 'got through that very-short-interview' at ranworth, this morning....and got out of dr shamshad's surgery room (with the wood-panelled interior - reminiscent of whitehall 'internal rooms').... 'with-my-life-as-well-as-my-heart-muscles-intact'....i am feeling somewhat relieved and therefore 'levity' in terms of 'thank the heavens, it's all over - i've done all i can do'....has taken sway....

yes, 'little colin' it is not funny...what happened to your dad....what happened to you....and nor is it funny - in relation to what happened to me....and those that I was to see in the waiting room of ranworth surgery today....

'little colin'....I thank you for helping me to expose all of this....but don't try to take the 'higher ground' on this - that is all I can say....you ended up turning a fine profit upon 'the whole thing' - living in luxury and with no expense spared...whilst I am still a 'mad woman' living in 'special housing' upon the DWP's whim.....which is what that 'dr shamshad's appointment' had been all about - hadn't it? trying to ensure that 'the ground is not taken from under my feet' and that i am not made homeless again - by the ill cult/british royal family and the MONARCHY cult/ royal arch freemasons and their lackeys.....go figure.

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I might add....that a group of three young people.....were to enter the surgery waiting room, and wait by the 'check-in' screen.....to the left of the reception desk....I wasn't sure what they were about, at the time....I had already sussed that 'checking in' was important....by touching the screen....by watching 'those women' who were to sit by that child's puzzle.....they had all touched the screen before taking that seat...whilst others checked-in at reception...you have to be 'online' and have a password in order to check-in at the screen....

those women were to sit on that chair, beside that puzzle.....and then be 'sequentially' called up, to a doctor's office and through the left door (not to the right, as I had been).....what do I mean by 'all of that'?

well, the rest of us....had to wait a long time....but not 'those seated by the 'children's puzzle'...that's all that I mean...and they were all called up by 'a doctor' through the lefthand door, into the surgery practice offices.

...what else? the doctor - that I was to talk about earlier....the one who had wanted to know the name of that BLACK FAN....was to make friends with the group of 'three young people' so many years ago now....he had helped them....would they help him? they agreed to do so....'undercover' of course....and that is why they were to turn up, this morning...with their mobile phones-at-the-ready.....do you see how it goes?