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London – 30/11/ to 3/12/2017

I’ve only been in London for a few hours and already been stalked by some really ugly, hateful demons through the streets around Convent Garden area of Westminster. Bizarrely this African Negro trinity death cult believes I am a unholy / holy (operating two sides of the same coin to grind victims down into submission) paedophile father; to there suppressive, genocidal maggot of a Negro African mother.

Despising my existence with endless cranks they interfere and disrupt my Tao (path) everywhere I go. As demons they seek to possess and control my lineage (inherent gene keys) who pick up dismal forfeits of their ‘all out’ greedy, inhumane, body snatching charades. They hang around places they consider evil waiting to associate themselves with me (cast in) so that they might command more atrocity against me.

Two stationary stalkers waiting outside the Freemason United Grand Lodge of England, Great Queen Street, Camden, London 30/11/2017

Arriving at my hotel I experienced big fat Arab man wearing superman t-shirt, I recognised the family from Edgware road, London. After checking in I was then offered a complimentary hotel cookie whilst I was wearing a cookie monster t-shirt; oh how the cranks go on. Endless encores of crappy Motown music played in the restaurant during the three days length of my stay; I’m so sick of the soul scrapping, whining drone that it churns my stomach as though I want to vomit. The only good thing I can say is that the empty hotel room was up to scratch, spotlessly clean; also having a chance to have a hot bath was very welcoming.

Death Cult members, Negro with snatched Tao consort shortly after coerced renunciation, Tottenham Court Road, Westminster, London 3:12pm, 31/11/2017.

I was in London for the entire weekend from Thursday 30th to Sunday 3rd of December. My friends daughter had come to England so vacated temporarily to give them some quality time together. After arriving at Paddington train station I took the opportunity of taking photos of locations around Westminster so I could spend the next few days chilling out. The photos are included with my revised Blog posts, with evidence of the death cult horror that the disparity of Westminster has inflicted on my persistently blighted life.

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Covenant of Genocide

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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Snakes and Ladders

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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Poverty, a death cult Xmas present

Two thousand and fourteen was a difficult year for me, I fell victim to the most repugnant betrayal of all which through deception landed me completely destitute; broke penniless and street homeless for an entire month; frozen in severest of disparity from 17th December to the 19th of January.

Whilst held up at my friends crowded flat in Vauxhall, London I began talking to pagans online through Facebook social networking website; eventually I met a woman named Alanna (real name Denise Wyatt) who not only claimed she was pagan but also a Witch; after some brief dialog she suggested she could help solve my problem of homelessness.

After communicating with her through messenger for a few days we seemed to get along. From browsing through her FB postings it was clear that she had attended various events of the Celtic Christian “Loyal Arthurian war band” druid order. Having been both a devout pagan and worked with / raised money for a homeless charity I wrongly assumed that she was genuine in her offer to help me.

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