....and what was to happen this morning, then? well the 'stupid animals' were at it again...and i'm not talking about that constant 'bleeping'...every 30 seconds - see previous notes upon that smoke alarm....
let me continue...having been on my customary walk through the gardens and along the beach...and having photographed 3 pigeons perched-on-a-bench...."my life in pigeons" i was to think, whilst taking those photos (see previous notes upon michael richardson/andrew marr's gang all programmed as 'pigeons' whilst at all saints primary)....i was then to meet another 'three' on the beach...a couple and their young son...who asked me to take a photo with the woman's phone....i did so...to then ask her if the photo was 'okay' or should i take another one?...apparently it was 'okay'...even though they had positioned themselves with their backs to the sun...and for my own part - the sun was so blinding, this morning...i couldn't even see what i had taken on her phone, afterwards i.e. a silhouette of three figures, in the foreground -  with clacton pier, in the background...go figure...
.... what else?...a couple of minutes later, i took another pic of the 'threesome'...the couple and their child, in the distance - after they had walked off - and were at some distance to myself - by the breakwater...this was as an afterthought....because nothing tends to happen 'by chance' in a 13th one ill cult game i.e. if it is an 'oddity' to the usual course of daily events....normally people do not stop me and ask to have a photo taken - the last one to do that - was a mkultra 'daddy' in relation to his 'girl slave' janine...go figure...
...oh and add to the above...the woman, within the trio, this morning...well, the woman had been projecting 'ingabot', you see...despite looking nothing like her....such an innocent request..."from a cabbage-brain" replies MI5 ONLINE....a cabbage-brain with her partner and a child....a child that had looked miserable....and un-cooperative...especially about being photographed...okay, very young children can often do that, but even so....
anyway, having been asked to take that photo, of the above threesome-on-the-beach...i then decided to take a 'selfie' - with my back to the sun and the pier....and oddly enough...my CANON camera was to 'flash' in order to give me enough light....for my face to 'show up' on the photo - with no silhouette (something that the woman's phone hadn't done - was it an iphone? looked like it - i wonder now)....additionally, i was also to wonder - do most mobile phones have a 'flash' facility...or is that a drawback to them, as a whole - in terms of photography? i cannot remember...i used to use a LUMIA whilst at the CIA lab but that was so long ago now...and unless i have the technology in my hands - it is so easy to forget....but like 'riding a bike' you can pick it up again, quite easily....add to 'the whole mix'....the marines had alerted me to 'something not right there'...and so i had 'fudged' the first attempt at a photo of that 'threesome'....a satellite connection had been involved...and 'not a good one'...to then take another photo (without that interference, let us say)...go figure.
anyway, all-in-all....i was to wonder why that couple had wanted such an 'odd' photo - a silhouette of them, in front of clacton pier...go figure...oh and i had also checked to see if they had thought the photo 'okay' or not...and i don't suppose that it had been - do you?....anyway, what else? well, i had been detecting alex younger and his minions at work 'on the networks'....and so what had they been up to?
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the next 'situation' as SAS scottie would say, ha ha ha....was to happen upon the high street....
let me explain...now, for some time - in fact for 'so many years' i have been walking down clacton high street towards sainsbury's....and often as not...a very 'sad-looking dog' has been seated, outside of the confectionary/newspaper/anything-and-everything store....the 'open-hours-when-other-stores-are-not' sort of shop...tomlinson used to drug items-for-sale in there, and so 'be warned'....in relation to what you buy, in that shop....on the high street.
anyway, 'so many years ago now'...the men who 'kept' that dog...or 'female bitch' if you prefer...used to use her as a symbol of zygote slavery.....i.e. any other male dog was allowed to jump on her....and she has had so many litters of puppies, you wouldn't believe...just look at all of her 'udders'...teats hanging out, from her belly...because if you did...you would certainly 'get the picture'....
gill was to tell me "it won't do any good - it's the masons"....
 i was to ask the masons, who owned that dog and what it 'stood for'...'so many years ago now' if i could give her a 'basket and a blanket'....because it was so cruel...to make her sleep upon the pavement, every single day...she was so old....she had been through so much....the masons 'in charge', then replied with cruel and sick laughter....that she was just like me...
 "she's just like you - and that's what we'll do to you!..the likes of you...we milk you dry and then we toss you out upon the pavement - are you mad??? - don't you get it?"...go  figure.
i am not 'mad' - i do 'get' it - however, they do not - i was the only 'worthwhile' person within my entire family and within the whole of bobby's mob...the rest of them were 'cabbage-brains' and 'vegetables' - i.e. brains rotting in their skulls...ditto for MW's gang.
...and now i have recovered something akin to my 'full potential' in terms of memories back - let us say...i don't take kindly to either 'camp' go figure.
...oh and let me add one last word...'old mariner' had wanted to know 'who to bet on' (giving me the old 'zygote slavery' gestures)...in relation to the england/iceland match...many masons then followed his lead...they were to walk away with a massive amount of money (you know how masons, in their halls are like "everybody has to put £50 into the pot" for example?).....i had known what the result would be...but didn't bet myself....go figure.
 i'm sick of the masons, today....i really am...never been 'friends' of mine...only out to gamble and make a fast buck...they disgust me....what else can i say?
...the ill cult masons...because you cannot say one without the other...masons are part and parcel of the ill cult...they like to gossip, they like to bet....and they like to use and abuse female child alters (and not necessarily those like 'me' as a child remoteviewing alter - see previous notes upon mark vizard's girl child alter)....
...what else can i say about the masons...but 'in photos' eh?