Each year in Trafalgar (fair and) square, London (roped in) Christians celebrate their warmongering saint with a special service at Saint Martin in the fields church. At this service attendees are beckoned to join a disparity covenant of Saint Martin. The stately church, adorned with the Queen’s crest, passes out frayed material in the shape of a red squares to gullible initiate members. To the communist covenant their ‘red square’ (to be confused with communist red square in Moscow) is symbolic of Saint Martin of the (rape) Tours Red cape (Roman soldiers uniform). The wacky sainted French bishop falsely predicted the world would end in 400AD stating that the ‘Anti-Christ had already been born’.
Few would suspect that this church was involved in a secret Genocide campaign to break up and racially mix the lineage of White British peoples through inclusive miscegenation of Marxist African Negroes. Callous, opportunist miscreants who are ushered into the UK from the churches neighboring building Africa House. The churches towering ‘lord of the rings’ spire is clearly phallic, it’s sheath is covered with holes or rings symbolizing sexual penetration.
Outside the main door of the church is an half cut obelisk where a baby carved out of stone rests; inscribed across the east side of the obelisk are the words “word became flesh” which are taken from the biblical verse of John 1:12 .
Facing west to the east of the church there is huge clear plate glass window. Defined and cut but lead strips the window expresses distortion of light (warped reality) that accumulates into the formation of an egg.
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In these following paragraphs I am going to write about Freemasons, what I experienced from them was DEATH, whether this was good or bad gesture unto me, in my mind I still remain indecisive and sceptical. Certainly what became of my parting experience in retrospective of the outside world was outright evil. I’ve ‘almost’ always been completely open about my journey through this world, truthful in account of both my actions and experiences, a frankness that at every angle was used against me, in detriment of my person.
“Temptation to maintain a degree of secrecy has always prevailed but in honesty and transparency I have gained an immunity where secrecy would have weakened or wrecked me”. – Blodeuwedd 2017
It was Open House Weekend in London, a chance to explore buildings that are usually close to the public for the other side of the year. With a friend I had visited numerous open house locations the previous year and so this year, being bored, alone and homeless I thought I’d take initiative go and check out some places by myself.
The day was Saturday and date was 10.10.2010; being Yom Kapur (day of atonement) this was also an auspicious day for the Jewish people of London. Scanning the open house guide I decided to go first to city of London’s High court. The expanse of this building felt cold and empty, entering a mock trial I soon got tired of being told to rise and then be seated. I’d previously read law at the Oxford Bodleian and found legal process to be somewhat cumbersome and dogmatic. The establishment seemed to prioritise financial or collateral investment over a true genuine interest in moral sense of Justice.
Returning West through Holborn I stumbled upon the United Grand Lodge in Great Queen street. I’d heard about this building being called “World Masonic HQ”; mostly from my friend Tony Gosling (who edits a website about Bilderbergers) had told me lots of negative things about freemasonry. Curious with intrigue but with an open mind (I’d witnessed their charitable compassion through Rotary trust work in Indian hospitals) I decided step into and explore this huge masonic lodge with a sense of both bravery and intrigue so that I might decide for myself through my own perspective life experience.
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