...."the wing of the butterfly....every inch helps...." emet's last typed input.....before the 'hume/home squad' of the so-called english aristocracy were to 'got him under control'..."and send him back to the pentagon".

...every inch...because you never know...'just how much' the next attempt by the rebel group, will take - in relation to destroying this luciferian cult (run by those like Nazi quasi-collie...this zionist armageddon program)....you take - an inch and then suddenly your whole group can take 'miles and miles and miles'....see previous notes upon the templars vs the royal arch freemasons...."i'm free (to do what i want - any old time)"...ha ha ha....

....this is 'how it goes'.... you see...i have seen how the whole system works...and so if you feel like your contribution to-the-rebel-cause had felt like 'only taking an inch'...do not worry...your 'mkultra butterfly wings' working against this whole ill cult mkultra MONARCHY butterfly cult....have helped to keep everyone of us 'on a level' - in order to continue the attack, as it were....go figure....to stop this horrifc luciferian cult....

go figure...the image of:

one last 'thumb in the dam'...taken out...and the ill cult goes down...think about that little hans story....but in reverse....so many ill cult slaves were programmed with 'the last thumb in the dam'....you were supposed to want to be 'little hans'...."little hands made light work" as the ill used to say - to the children that they were programming and enslaving....

OTHER NOTES:

...and so what was this 'monday morning' all about? well it was about 'trudi and jasmine' first of all (and their 'presentation' at Clacton library)...in an 'alternate dimension' let us say...because 'jasmine' needs a heart-transplant...she has something like a 'hole-in-the-heart' but not exactly that - a deficiency due to shutdown DNA...and so 'jasmine' is a 'victim' - who has been lined up to 'activate' the whole 'white caravan system' behind clacton hospital...go figure.

what can I say? but having 'walked it through' and sensed that 'something was wrong'....

i put myself 'on the line' instead...and so what can be said? but that to cut a long story short...'jasmine' will find out 'soon enough'...during this 'blind copy robot system' that her (or rather her ill cult daddy's plans - she is rather like rowling, ingabot, jade laing, petrol nell etc etc)....that jasmine's operation hasn't been a success (if it all goes through, that is - and I am the unlucky and unwilling 'donor' of my own beating heart)...and that is because she is of a certain a blood type i.e. 'positive' opposed to 'negative' you see (the man who had 'lined up behind me' had been her chosen 'heart compatible donor' by the ill cult)....and even if i am now upon her 'human heart transplant' list because of having been substituted for him....and i am likely to be hunted down for 'that one'....if i do not obey ill cult orders, that is...well, hell...how funny is 'the whole thing' eh? along the lines of 'hunted down for a heart that is NOT compatible at all...which will cause ruptures all over 'asmine's system and cause almost instant death. Do you see what I mean about Nazi/computerised/Whitehall lists? how easily one can 'fuck them over' - for want of a better phrase?

what else? trudi had been assigned to be jasmine's 'handler' throughout....a bit like helen browne in relation to the first J K ROWLING....and therefore MI5 and whoever else is interested...should follow the pair of them up, immediately....this is no joke.....apart from being 'entirely funny' to those watching the CCTV of the whole 'encounter' i.e. what i was to go through, within clacton library today...i won't add further notes at this point....just pictures...

trudi and jasmine - working for IMPERIAL HOUSE - funded by the national lottery.....(formerly and 'still is' a british royal/Templar company 'with strings')..go figure...pics from today:

 

oh and in relation to that 'breast-cancer-screening' letter...I was to find out that not only did the 'email address' not work.....but the  MANNINGTREE phone number didn't work either....three 'bleeps' and 'cut off during the third bleep'.......and so what could I do, as a response? I took the NHS letter and my written response-to-be-faxed....to Clacton library....the young man 'at the desk' was fascinated by the whole thing...he spent 'some time' reading what I had written.....before sending off the fax...to the telephone number stated upon the letter....I wonder why?