....and so what was to happen this morning, then?
well i knew that today would  be about tracking and tracing that paedophile cult...the one that had been hoping to use that community group for boys without a strong father-figure present in their lives.......but what i didn't remember until later on, was the following...
"remember him as THE WIZARD OF OZ and you should  be all right" gill was to tell me...after we had remoteviewed the future...how this frequency program would 'run'...let us say...
and so who was 'the wizard of oz' then? well, i was to approach the sensory garden...to see a small dog 'on a long lead' and i wasn't sure whether or not...anyway, you know the type of lead....a bit like a vacuum cleaner 'lead' which can be sucked back into the machine...which is what the owner was doing...letting the lead in and out again...an older man with longish white hair...who having seen me...reined his dog in...the dog didn't look happy....but it didn't look unhappy either...and of course i have to be careful nowadays, don't i? i used to be carefree about dogs...having never had a problem with them before...apart from that madman and his dog, upon harwich prom "he doesn't like postmen" - the man was to tell me as the dog chased me, as i cycled by - with the dog attempting to nip my ankle....luckily i had thick walking boots on, at the time...the ones that cover your ankles.
anyway, having met 'the wizard of oz' in clacton - i was to smile and say "THANK YOU!" for getting his dog back under control - 'just in case' it wasn't friendly towards strangers...and i then walked through the sensory garden...to see another 'man with a dog'....ha ha ha...
but not funny...because i had been picking up on that paedophile network all morning...and i was to also pick it up  - in connection to that man in the last garden....a man with a medium-sized black dog...seated on the bench behind the last garden...a 'round garden' opposite to tower road...across marine parade.
...anyway, after having walked on a bit further, past that man-and-his-dog in the last garden...i was then to turn around and walk back up the prom...to see 'the wizard of oz' having a chat with him....and that man in the last garden, really didn't look like he was 'all there'...one chair short under the table etc etc....but with a hostile look upon his face...an angry look...and also rather 'vacant'  - as though he had been drugged...
and so what had your 'wizard of oz' been up to, this morning, gill?...because i am beginning to suspect that he had been 'in charge' of the entire network...he had simply gone back to that 'drugged robot' to find out why 'it' had malfunctioned ('it' had been supposed to be acting as a 'block' or a 'closed gate' if you prefer, upon the system - go figure)...the one with the medium-sized black dog...go figure.
and what happened next...? ....as i passed by...both 'the wizard of oz' in clacton...along with his 'drugged robot'?
you see, the wizard of oz' was to 'follow on' from what had happened earlier on this morning...and what had happened earlier on?
put simply...i had looked out of my living room windows, this morning to see a group of 'three'....a couple and another man, in front of magnet house carpark...to then pick up on the paedophile network, breezing through all of them...i was then to begin my 'walk around town'...to note that US intelligence were weeding that paedophile cult network out, like...well, like 'so many gardeners' hard at work (a bit like those environmental services employees in the prom gardens)....weeding out those who had 'that'....on their chip, you understand...and as i passed them by....they were to 'light up' on a certain US military board...go figure...."and nothing turner could do to hide it - we were watching her try..." replies MI5 ONLINE.
roll up the cards and the ill cult gameboards, eh?...a large cardboard 'roll' was left under the windows of flat 1, belle court today...go figure.
anyway, i was to head off to the library first...to return that YOUTH dvd...to note 'dyed blonde' 'scottish accent' woman...making a big commotion at the main desk...she didn't appear to like children, that much, in the main...however, she was making a big fuss of a certain small child - i didn't bother to watch...i just listened...whilst checking out the rest of my dvd reservations from a self-service unit...."THE MONKEY AND THE LITTLE ONE?..." did you really pick that....what did you think....etc etc...i didn't hear the child's answer....the person who was supposed to pick up upon that 'baton' was another ill cult woman...at a desk near to the entrance/exit....who was to then quiz the child 'a bit more', later on...along the lines of "who did you like best? the monkey or the little one...so you liked the little one, best? THE ONE WHO GOT LOST"...etc etc...
"it was the masons...those helping hands" MI5 toby was to say, about the whole thing...you mean that advert for 'volunteers' in that masonic charity HELPING HANDS shop?....mark r creeping back into the masons...so easily done, eh? the masons are so easily 'got' and run by this paedophile cult....go figure.
...see previous notes upon 'scottish accent' library/MI5 assistant...longterm 'old friend' of ling's....and her MODified 'scottish rite' biznez with library information officer 'jim'...go figure....that MODified scottish rite had been put together by that MI6 'blue parrot' ALEX.
...having scanned 'prossie' as ling now calls her, online (and why not?)....i was to pick up on the following...today, in the library....'prossie' was 'running scared' and so was 'jim'...why, you might ask?....because when the scottish SAS are involved...well, apparently, the pair of them...both feared the scottish military masons....i don't think that i need to spell out 'why' - do i?
anyway, what has the story about the 'monkey and the little one' got to do with anything?...apart from the idea of the 'little one getting lost'....
well, as i walked down agate road...i was to remember the following...the ill discussing their whole plan for today..."she'll never guess...little colin..." - in short, it had been CF's day in the flat....and the paedophile cult were trying to get his youngest child alter 'back under their control'....and so yes, in a way...it was a  bit like having scottie's alias-on-the-networks....i then laughed to myself...along the lines of 'what do i do? act like CF in that BRUGES movie? slouch around with my shoulders hunched?'...to realise, that of course...it wouldn't matter what you did...the ill cult and their slaves....are deluded....they live under massive illusions...see previous notes upon the chip-that-sends-to-brain-a-counterproductive-message....along the lines of "yes you can see that the dress is white and gold but it is not...it is blue and black...however, if you do not comply with this network command - you will be put through unbearable agony - remember the last time?"...etc etc...do you see how it goes?
...and so today, as ever...(well, almost)...it wasn't really about me, was it?...it was all about somebody else...and somebody that the paedophile cult had targetted as the most important person to snare...CF...or rather his 'child alter', to be precise...go figure as to why that might be. CF and 'little colin' - his child alter...not a monkey...a little boy who could remember 'everything'....see previous notes.
...your WIZARD OF OZ, gill...the one on the prom....the one 'networking that paedophile gang of mind control slaves' around clacton...well, do you know what his parting words were to me, as i walked by him and his zombified 'mate' with the black dog?
"ARE YOU LOST?"...to my polite reply that i most certainly wasn't...but that he was...go figure.
the monkey and the little one...the little one who is 'lost'...go figure...i'll leave that to CF to work out...seeing as it is 'his day in the flat'.
the MI5 staff working through clacton library...the HELPING HANDS charity shop, as in the masons...the MODified scottish rite according to the blue parrot/norwegian intelligence brigade...the 'breaching' of an SAS castle base (BREE-CHING = mark r program)....go figure.
...and so CF...the marines will be the ones who can solve this...or anybody else if they have the time, eh? ha ha ha....i've had enough, now...done too much of the legwork/groundwork...and as the UK military used to say to me, now and then..."you've done the best that you can do, soldier" etc etc...so true.