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An itchy blanket of Saint Martin delivered by way of Saint John

Early morning I found my shattered nervous self walking northwards towards Eccup reservoir when I stumbled upon a creepy looking house of sin (church) located in a suburban area of Leeds named Adel. The cold night obscured before me was restless and sleepless, there had been no comfort of shelter as I hadn’t returned to the homeless hostel; the sub zero temperatures had inevitably kept me awake and agaze at the freezing starry sky, shaking passage through the night.

The hostel (a Mary Magdalene brothel) was plagued with Death Cult trickery, from where vulnerable white female residents were being picked up for grotesque ‘miscegenation business’ by some very repugnant Negroe clients; who were being serviced a mere few steps from outside the hostel gate. Hostel workers were also actively collaborating with coveted death cult members whom I witnessed many times from my bedroom window entering the hostel reception. When I stipulated vocalised complain I received a written warning, after blogging about these instances I was threatened with the police and told (as a vulnerable adult) to vacate residence of the hostel immediately without any prior notice whatsoever.

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Mental Health Section 136 / 2 detainments

This is an incomplete list (police stated there have been over seventy) of section 136 and section 2 ‘detainments’ between 2014 – 2015 which have in process taken six months of my life away.  Nearing a hundred mental health assessments by 2-3 different psychiatrists and accompanying social worker could not find a major mental illness present with exception of one hospital (Saint Anns, Poole) whom I took to a mental health tribunal and won; resulting in an immediate discharge.

Many times the death cult would ring me in with a fake emergency call to the police with outright lies stating that “I was walking along the motorway ” or “they’d found me hanging off a bridge”; this was often done when I had suddenly walked out of a town / city.

If I was resting on a park in the day I’d be rung in “collapsed” but in reality this was because somebody was wanting me moved on because they viewed me sleeping as ‘unsightly’.

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