OTHER NOTES:

....oh and i forgot to mention that i was to meet 'percy' on rosemary road west, this morning...i was to tell him about that man-on-the-street...the one who had called me a 'pig'...percy was to tell me that he had met nasty characters like that, now and again - around clacton...he then began to talk about 'blood on the street'...he had seen it around the corner - and reported it to the police...i then mentioned a 'stabbing' that had been on the news...just around the corner of the church...percy then talked about how he had seen blood on the pavement outside of magnet house...clacton can be a scary place, can't it?

anyway, as ever...i knew that percy had been scanning me...and that i would find out 'what it was' later on...as follows....

'blood on the street'....this evening i was to remember the CIA LAB in egypt - we were outside of cairo but i cannot remember 'why' as yet...all i can remember - is having been put in charge of 'little colin'...obama (who wasn't with us, at the time) - this is going way back in the mists of time - before he began his 'career' as a politician...obama was still part of US intelligence at that point in time...anyway, he was to give me an AMEX card and tell me to look after 'little colin' who was drinking too much whiskey and quietly going off his head...i can remember him sitting on the sand...talking about how 'some said' that if you stared at the sunset for long enough - that you would see the devil.....

gill was then to tell me that tomlinson had been in contact and that he was going to meet us all...pick us up and take us to israel for something....something 'not good'...i was to get in contact with obama...who told me to get CF to hospital for a blood transfusion and then back to the USA...to take the next flight available...

i was to relay this all on to gill...who said "you've got a MEX card - great - so we can pay for it then"...we then parted company with the rest of them...and got CF to hospital...the story didn't end there...because the surgeon was a nasty piece of work...the man in charge of treating CF...he was a satanist...part of a demonic freemasonry sect...a bit like tomlinson, in point of fact....see previous notes upon tomlinson holding forth about the medical profession...calling himself a surgeon and 'God'....because surgeons held the power of life over death and that made them gods, didn't it? etc etc...in tomlinson's mind...it made them 'the very devil'...tomlinson had such a sick mind...evil....he was 'in hell' within his own mind and he wanted to torture others...that surgeon at a private hospital...upon the outskirts of cairo...was very similar to tomlinson...actively evil...a wicked personality...who worshipped the devil...i can remember him talking about 'something' around the jewels...that could be earned by his freemasonry sect...it was all demonic..something 'terrible' about the whole thing...

anyway, after CF had been through the blood transfusion...and was on his feet again...gill and i were to walk him out of the hospital through a side door, down some steps and then out onto the street....gill was to laugh in shock "there's blood on the street!"...so there was..."ritual sacrifice, probably" i was to mutter...even though i had no idea why it was there....go figure...

once on the plane...and on our way back to the USA...i can remember looking at CF and wondering what was going on with him..."between the devil and the deep blue sea" i told gill...thinking about tomlinson as the devil...and obama as the deep blue sea..."i'd choose the deep blue sea, every time"...i was looking at the ocean out of the plane window, as i said it...

...and now i know what was so scary about all of this...and it is about 'father figures'...in relation to doctors/surgeons...and RA cult freemasonry....mkultra 'daddies'...

you see, by that point in time...CF had two 'mkultra daddies'....tomlinson and obama......and it was obama...whom we all trusted, far more than tomlinson...go figure.

...and that is why that sylvia plath poem about 'daddy' was so important, today...somewhat emblematic of the whole satanic horror...the mkultra paedophile cult...

how does it go again? something around how the villagers have had enough of 'daddy' in the end...and are jumping and stamping on him....well, that happened to my mother's cousin 'effie' didn't it?...which is why one of her feet is shorter than the other ...the villagers tried to burn her as a 'witch' in the end, and i don't blame them...see previous notes upon 'all of that'...she had to have several toes removed later on, in hospital...of course it was all passed off as 'something else' but then it always is...such a big cover-up...go figure.