I gave what I thought was a fairly decent lecture last Saturday week as I mentioned but recently I got a very critical email from someone who made all sorts of comments about me including my lack of spiritual development. She more less threw the book at me.
Fortunately I am blessed with enough psychic ability to rise above this which I did eventually. I did a reading on how well the other members of the audience had thrived and we got on 8 out of 10 on average. This lady who complained was completely blocked and we got a reading for anger from her of 8 out of 10. I realize she was complaining in me about qualities that she had in herself.
A friend of mine, David, with whom I’ve been speaking about effectiveness of communication with those who do not believe what you do, made contact via the phone.. Our discussions have been very productive. He went back to his flats in Essex to find that one of his tenants had trashed the flat and furthermore used blackmail to get the deposit back by saying that he would refuse to leave. Going to court means that it would take months and months to get the money because you have to go through the proceedings. David’s father had previously advised him to rise above this and walk away. I made the comment that that would save him months of worry waiting for process which was not guaranteed to succeed.
These are difficult times for everybody; one of the laws that is in place is that you cannot throw someone out during the covid period because they have not paid rent. This will come to an end eventually but meanwhile but not before many landlords have been left in a serious position.
I remind my readers that the whole aim of the new world order is to destroy current society buy a process called the great reset before entering into the period called the New World Order. I can see the Trump/Biden conflict resolution as contributing to this.
So, a difficult day in some ways but I am happy if I have learned something even if the lesson is painful.
Travels in North Devon
We left last Friday to see a group of kindred spirits living in a communal house in North Devon. I was able to do some psychic readings on Saturday and Sunday and a talk on the Saturday night which was apparently well received. The talk was about attitudes to one to one counselling and I was suggesting that the environment plays a very important part in the reach of trust towards the therapist by a client who may have issues with trust and self confidence. I proposed that weather permitting, the client and the therapist could sit in nature by a live log fire and chat together and with the fire as a non-threatening third party.
We stayed on the north coast past Minehead. It is such a privilege to be with people on the same wavelength away from all the fear and blindness that assails the mask wearing unaware. We walked on the Downs Way amidst rain fog and wind but it was all part of nature and we took it in our stride. No question, the weather at 1000 feet is more severe that at ‘street level’.
Journey time was 2.5 hours each way. We were slightly affeared that during the lock down we would be accosted by the police asking what we were doing but in the event there was not a police car to be seen.
Back home, yet more restrictions – more fear-makers. The only thing we have is each other. The ‘Government’ is a dim and distant alien force who care nothing for us. Dark, cold and rainy weather does not achieve much for our spirits so we have to make our own bubbles of happiness. It is easier for me as I have a supporting partner but for those who live alone, more resources are required. I can see this ‘darkness’ going on until Easter and then – guess what – another virus or talk of a virus will magically appear and take us further into alienation and powerlessness.
Holdstone Down – EX34 0PF – where George King of the Aetherius Society conducted a ceremony
Up quite a mysterious and misty hill where our hosts for the weekend come regularly and pray and beam peace to the world. Weather at the top can vary from still fog (as it was today) and a raging tempest, which will blow you off your feet.
This was where George King performed a ceremony in July of 1958.
North Cornwall has a different feel to the more populated south, maybe because it is more remote and less likely to attract crowds. The nearest equivalent to Combe Martin, where we are staying, is Totnes, a larger and more populated town where the New Age mentality definitely prevails.
Combe Martin Beach
We went for a walk from the town to the beach. We always on arrival at a new place go for a walk. We just beat the sunset. This small town of 2000 pop is essentially one long street in a valley. The rocks are extraordinarily interesting as can be seen from the examples enclosed.
There were very few people around. Most people who passed us were walking their dogs. Shops and cafes and pubs were closed. Thanks Boris. You don’t have a clue about what you are doing.
Dark days, darker nights
Off to the garage to take my car and see if anything can be done to improve the performance. My auto was not changing gear without complaint. The garage changed the gear oil (at 60k you could say that it was due) and it now goes smoother.
I saw this car parked in the front garden of a house when I was returning from dropping off my car.It needs a prize of some sort for sheer stubbornness of the owner who refuses to part with his beloved stead even though it will only be road-worthy after extensive renovation.
This evening, yet more lock towns were prescribed by our puppet prime minister Boris Johnson acting on instructions from above. It is so depressing that measures that have been never proven to work are still being promoted by people who have a bias to put it mildly.
It is only when the country is completely broken that people would realise that there was a hidden agenda, namely that covid has nothing to do with anything and this was a smokescreen to introduce the New World Order. I shall ignore the rules and say a prayer for all those business that will collapse. Fingers crossed for Wetherspoons, and all the lovely restaurants that have been struggling for a year.
A partial answer is to create a comfort bubble but one based on truth. This means not listening to the poisonous ‘news’ AKA propaganda and do as much reading and thinking as possible. Good music should be in the background.
A new year – the second day
I watched briefly for two minutes BBC1 TV hoping to see something more than Jules Holland. Instead there was a firework display and God help us even this had been turned into a propaganda exercise for the Government. Blazoned across the sky was talk of the wonderful NHS, how we are ‘in this together’ and probably more had I not chosen to switch off.
I hear a new strain is staled to appear in February, COVID 21 which amazingly is more virulent than covid 19 and which will give a further excuse to lock all is asymptomatic carriers down in our homes.
Today I devoted some of my time to sorting through old papers. I started a venture called Europeople in 1992 to encourage European minded people to meet and talk together in their preferred languages. Here is an advert in The Big Issue of that date.
This morning was bright and frosty so we went to the allotment to pick some leeks. On one of the plots I found a partly frozen pail of water and on impulse squeezed the ice out of the pail. To my surprise it made an excellent hat which I immediately wore.
It is quite clear that unless the World wakes up we are going to have more of the same Lockdown chaos. My guess is it wont be lifted until Easter, then the sheep will give thanks to the Govt for giving back what they took away.
COVID enthusiasts please note – my entries on my site are increasing exponentially. If you want to know more about for example masks, lockdowns, the vaccine itself, use the filters or just put a word or phrase into the search box.
My stomach has returned to some semblance of normality. If my last meal is finished by 3 PM and I don’t eat anything else then my stomach is fine but for some reason it cannot digest anything after about 6 o’clock. I have no idea why.
List of words you might not know
I love words. Here are a few that I had not been aware of
anomalistic – adjective. Departing from the normal: aberrant, abnormal, anomalous, atypic, atypical, deviant, divergent, irregular, preternatural, unnatural. Catatonic – psychomotor disorder, meaning it involves the connection between mental function and movement.
daemonic – An evilsupernaturalbeing; a devil. 2. A persistentlytormentingperson,force, or passion:thedemon of drugaddiction. 3. Onewho is extremelyzealous,skillful, or diligent:workedawaylike a demon; a realdemon at math. Democide – governments that kill their own people
Demotic – relating to the kind of language used by ordinary people
Effulgent – shining brightly, radiant
exoteric – intended or likely to be understood by the general public
Iatrogenic – (of a disease or symptoms) induced in a patient by the treatment or comments of a physician
ochlocracy -government by the populace; mob rule.
Ontological -relating to the branch of metaphysics dealing with the nature of being.”ontological arguments”
Penumbral – 1a : a space of partial illumination (as in an eclipse) between the perfect shadow on all sides and the full light. b : a shaded region surrounding the dark central portion of a sunspot.
Tropological –a mode of biblical interpretation stressing a moral meaning inhering in the metaphorical character of language
The ‘slough of despond’ between Christmas and New Year
The time between Christmas and new year has never been particularly pleasant because nothing is going on, everyone is unavailable and there is very little to do. I’ve decided to make this year an exception when I am spending more time reading and of course a lot of time on the computer making entries to my COVID site.
Being on your own or one other does not have to be a negative experience if your mind is full of things. I actually found that watching TV was more depressing then it’s normally is so we decided to have some Christmas music instead; that was a real joy. There is an enormous amount of brainwashing through images on the television so it’s quite nice to escape from that.
I have renamed my COVID site from mask-covid.info to covid-unmasked.net which sounds more like a story. I got the idea yesterday Sunday at about 2.30 pm and so corresponded with my fellow workaholic David. This morning the new name was registered and the site changed over to its new url.
We had an old friend around yesterday, one of the few on our wavelength and the hours flew by as we shared views and opinions. Most of our meaningful relationships are with distant people. Cyprus, South Africa, Germany, Ireland. Thank goodness for ZOOM and SKYPE.
Francoise tells me that she cannot go to France without having had a PCR test within 72 hours before traveling. Tests can only be done in London. In addition her passport has lapsed though an extension has been granted. She is nervous that she will not be able to get back. Thank you Matt Hancock for taking further lousy advise from Imperial College.
Making plans to go off to North Cornwall the weekend after next. I hope to be doing some readings and will this time focus on my more forensic work, looking at male and female ratios at the time of conception compared with the radio at birth. People forget how important the time in the womb is. It can make or break a life.
To the RUH hospital in the rain obediently wearing my mask
Obedient means ‘complying or willing to comply with an order or request; submissive to another’s authority. Example “a docile and obedient dog” The only reason I wear a mask is because in the hospital you have to. The staff are so thoroughly ‘trained’ that they will reprimand you on pain of losing their jobs.
So, its a rainy and miserable but warm day. I arrive early to enjoy the ever changing gallery of paintings and images in the corridors. I will let them speak for themselves.
My eye injection went well with a delightful doctor called Emma. I had after effects – bloodshot eyes and some pain – but I know it will return to normal within a few hours. This will have been my 36th injection. To save ‘wear’ on the eye they inject in different quadrants each time.
A priest actually giving a homily on The Great Reset
I was just surfing Youtube as one does, and low and behold I come across Fr. Robert Altier giving a homily ‘God or the Great Reset — there is no middle ground‘. There is a link to the video here. I give 100% creds to someone who speaks the truth and even has the temerity to criticize the Vatican. 60-70% faith in God is not enough. it has to be 100%. He is clearly controversial within his church of St Raphael in Crystal (Minnesota). He attracted the attention of his Bishop. See link here.
We are all going to be severely tested particularly during 2021 which will make 2020 seem like a picnic by comparison.
Today I look my blood pressure. It was a ridiculously high 191/110. I phoned the doctor who told me that its not the heart that is at fault but the associated worry and stress which translates into the readings. I did another reading later on this time using my right arm and it was down to 127/83
Today marks the start of my reflective Christmas. In the outside world, any moment now I expect to hear that the latest batch of bad science decrees that we must all go on tier 4. Poor Londoners. I believe London is like a ghost town. Poor truck drivers waiting to go through Dover. My wife and myself on the other hand don’t have much to be troubled about – for now. Shortages of supplies will eventually seep through the food chain.
In the coming week or so I shall be reading more, learning about how to use Facebook and LinkedIn to publicize my businesses, and looking forwarding to visiting some new friends in Combe Martin, North Devon. My diary is blank until the first working week of 2021 so there will be plenty of time. At times like this you cant expect the world to entertain you but you have to dig within and find your own resources. I thank God for my lonely childhood as I had to learn independence at an early age.
So, instead of upwards and onwards, it will be inwards and possibly backwards as I revisit my old experiences and see how my present life shows that I have learned from them.
The day of the great conjunction/winter solstice – but Glastonbury town has changed
As all students of the esoteric will know, this is a great day for conjunctions apart from being the winter solstice. There is only one place to be which does not involve a lot of traveling and that is Glastonbury to which we set our sights on, arriving at 11 o’clock in the morning where people were gathered in some numbers to celebrate in their own way. As I have said many times this is a place where you can speak to virtually anybody. I had about half a dozen conversations with various people .
One lady had a son of about 6 years of age who was exceedingly lively and I said that I felt he was not precocious and asked how she was managing. She said the worst was over, the most difficult to manage was when he was 2 years of age, plus she has a very supportive husband that does lots of arty and physical things with him and she, the mother, helps him with school work. He also has a supportive community and a good school.
Dear boy, whoever you are, well done in choosing your destination for this lifetime.
I strolled around for about half an hour with no shoes on which you may think was a bit crazy in winter time but actually it was about 10 degrees + and very comfortable. The temperature of the spring does not change between summer and winter so we went for a paddle in the waters to great effect. Grounding is most important and is a part of purification. It links our energy field with that of the planet. That, and drinking pure water, could solve many of the ills of the body.
We left chalice well at about 1 PM and went off to have something to eat in Glastonbury town itself. I was horrified to see the sign below that the beloved high street is being changed to allow for ‘social distancing’ as if you can change someone’s habit through constructing a pavement in a certain way.
It is clear that the heavy mob had been around because they was saying they only two people must be in a shop at the same time . About half the people were not wearing masks which is a good sign. We had the ‘one in one out rule’ at Burns the Bread which is where I normally get my lovely sausage rolls . I walked in without a mask and was not challenged. The Council had thoughtfully taken away all the seats in the high street as if that would make any difference to a virus that does not exist for an epidemic or pandemic that has passed.
It is amazing that you can change the atmosphere of a place by making a few rules and regulations that separate people . It was not possible to go into a pub and order a drink without having a ‘substantial meal’ but I was unable to check how many people were actually keeping to that. I wonder what the regulations will be next week . I was sad to see that the Glastonbury Goddess center so beloved of us had been closed since the 5th of November and will open as soon as they can . At the present rate that probably means about Easter so all over the place people are being deprived of services .
We went into a candle and incense shop. I LOVE candles. There is something about them.
An amazing number of spices and preparations in the same shop. Use the ‘print’ icon at the top of this page so see some of the labels. Press Control and + at the same time to enlarge. It could be out off the 19th century – or older.
We went home via Shepton Mallet and did some vanity shopping in Aldi and afterwards went for a walk down the little high street, I could almost say a historic and quaint environment. We counted about ten shops that had closed. How many businesses can stay open for 6 months without any measurable income. Even the charity shops are struggling so that shows how bad it is. I doubt if it will return.
I do not often cross advertise between my sites. I have written an account of the COVID situation called in a nutshell. There is no hope of trying to understand what’s going on unless you see the background. This is is my rather bitter-sweet Christmas present to everybody, which will hopefully give you all some peace of mind and a certain explanation for things.
To Wetherspoons, two different reactions to COVID
Wetherspoons have made a great effort to confront the COVID charade by a front cover and 13 page insert in their News Magazine. They have made a real effort to sum up the whole world-wide situation, trying to look at both sides. I read this whilst I waited for my traditional breakfast, for a total cost including coffee of under £5. When I arrived there were about a dozen people having breakfast. There was no pretense of putting in your phone number for track and trace on entry. I guess they did not have the staff. The waiters were as helpful as ever, all credit to them. I am sure they are fearful for their jobs.
I met an old acquaintance on the street outside; he and I talk occasionally. He is going to spend Christmas alone, ‘like any other day’ . he dismissed the COVID thing as ‘a load of bollocks’ and ‘does not bother’ to read the papers or watch TV. I don’t think he even has one.
Today I made a summary for my website of what is actually going on. It does not make pleasant reading but as I said, if you don’t know what’s going on behind the scenes you don’t stand a chance of understanding anything. If you wan to depress yourself (or maybe not). Here is the link.
Off to the Lavender Farm, Somerset Lavender in Faulkland. For lovers this is a ‘must visit’ though I know they are closing Sunday 20th December for a period. We had a lavender sponge cake. Francoise bought her usual sprays, soaps. They make idea gifts for friends. The woman behind the counter was wearing a mask. we talked to her about this and she said she found it uncomfortable after a time. We explained that it reduced the amount of oxygen you could receive and made it more difficult for you to expel carbon dioxide as well as being an unhealthy environment for bugs. I gave her my website address for which she thanked us and said she would have a look when she got home.
We then went to Ammerdown Woods for a walk Due to the recent inclement weather the whole thing was sodden; we had a laugh and a joke with a couple of people at the entrance. Parts of it are positively Medieval and comforting to see in their unspoiled nature. The wood is well managed.
We then on a whim decided to go to Mells, frequently written about in our previous entries (do a search). On the way, much road flooding to contend with. We entered the Village Shop. The man behind the counter approached us aggressively with what we now see to be fear. He said we were not wearing masks (amazing observation). He said ‘I dont know who you are and where you come from. You could be carrying anything.’. ‘Only one person is allowed in the shop at a time’ (since 1st March evidently). This ‘one person’ rule is new to me. I told him we have exemption from mask wearing but he was deaf to our protest. We realised that talking to him was a total waste of time and left the shop, alas on a bad note.
The river across the road was in full flood.
Mells is and always will be a picture postcard place. If and when we return to normal (doubtful) we can visit its outdoor gardens and patio restaurant. Alas, not at the moment.
Home to watch a film recommended by a friend, another film programming us for what is to happen in the future. This was made in 2005. V for Vendetta was a great experience, some clinical blood and gore but watchable. Very original script. The reincarnation of Guy Fawkes takes action against the British establishment. Excellent performances from Sir John Hurt, Stephen Fry, Tim Pigott-Smith, Natalie Portman. 2h 12 minutes of ‘page turning’ action from the creators of ‘The Matrix’
Incidentally, IMDB is always worth a check-in. It lists all films with reviews and details.
A ghastly Christmas card
I thought I had seen it all. This is a Christian card or I suppose it is. I cannot describe in how many ways this is in bad taste. I wont say who sent the card.
We had an idea today that if the winter is severe and there are power cuts we would offer our bungalow as a ‘day centre’ as gas central heating would not work so our log fire would come into its own. Some would not come due to fears of COVID but anyway the offer will be there.
This evening our ZOOM meeting, the last but one before Christmas, or what is left of it when Boris Johnson Matt Hancock have misinformed us about what is dangerous contact-wise. Louis Pasteur has a lot to answer for.
We are a jolly bunch on the group. This was our 30th meeting and during the time our friendships have deepened and we have come to know and respect the other’s point of view.
Yesterday Francoise went to a trade shopping centre and came home with a mountain of the obligatory toilet paper, restaurant size containers of olives, rice etc. It may have been a Costco equivalent, I suspect Booker Wholesale cash and carry, Trowbridge. Francoise was not a member so had to go with a friend and use her ticket. You are supposed to be a business person to qualify to shop.
I feel so sorry for the pubs and restaurants that have stocked up for Christmas only to be told at a couple of days notice that they will have to close or only served takeaways. This is in tier 3, London, and mercifully not where we live in Somerset.
I went to a podiatrist this afternoon to find out why my toes were showing signs of infection. The helpful lady told me that this was due to bad circulation and there was nothing much I could do about it. Prior to my entry into the clinic I heard her say to a client that she thinks they may be locked down in the new year. When I saw her, bearing in mind my experience with COVID, I said to her that I thought lockdown was unlikely. She said that as a sole trader she was able to continue working but ‘this has gone on for a year now and we’ve had enough of it’. I think that mirrors the opinion of many people certainly in the United Kingdom.
I then returned home to see that our Minister of Health has decided, without giving any evidence, that there is now a new variant and we might have to lock down even more in the new year. I wish these people would stop lying. They are buying time so that everyone can be vaccinated. I read that the richest people in the world have accumulated an extra trillion dollars. People are still at the stage of thinking “they wouldn’t do that would they”. The answer is that yes they would because they are psychopaths and eugenicists so they really don’t care.
In spite of everything, there has been some wonderful energies around and I think it’s due to a very rare astrological configuration. There is little comfort in the contemplation of the world as it is and our only recourse is to look up at the spiritual dimensions which has no boundaries.
Last evening I had a very enjoyable zoom group with a group of people who were concerned about the effect of masts with regard to 5 G. I made a good acquaintance with a chap called David who is similarly interested in the accumulation of data. We did speak afterwards and agreed to meet since we had so much in common. I spoke to an old friend of mine who thought that the coming times would separate the wheat from the chaff and remove people – either physically or certainly spiritually – who have not faced what is actually going on. I think this is a test of character, all this stuff. It could have been one thing it could or another but I note that record numbers of people are waking up which is always good.
Good vs. Evil. I like it. No sugar coating here.
We returned on Monday and arrived back lunchtime after a comparatively short 2 hour 10 minute direct drive from Plymouth to Midsomer Norton. I’m not writing this Thursday evening and I have to say that unusually I haven’t had the strength and energy to write a diary hence the lack.
I’m always glad to arrive home but I know my spirit needs some time to catch up and so intense was our experience that I felt disorientated for the first couple of days. The difference between Totnes, which might as well have been on another planet, was so profound that it is very difficult to settle back into the ordinariness of this area.
The world news is not exactly good which does not help but also I am starting a new regime of avoiding certain foods and because I’ve been in bad habits for so long I found the whole thing quite exhausting, so this morning, Thursday, when I got up, I didn’t have any energy to speak of.
Last night, Wednesday, I had not got my discipline right and as a result I couldn’t sleep for the whole night so it is very nice that today I seem to have got the formula right which basically means avoiding dairy foods and certain fruits. It’s chalk and cheese as the British say or if you wish night and day. I find the condition of my stomach has an enormous effect on my total energy and I felt like death warmed up this morning first thing.
I had to take my car into servicing because there were strange revving between gears even though it is an automatic car and I feared that I would be faced with a big bill. In the event, it was nothing more than an adjustment that was required and I was faced with a very modest bill of about 60 pounds. I’m a little bit traumatized about the cost of motoring since I’ve had two cars that have failed me recently so hopefully this car I have recently bought will sustain us for some time to come.
A day to re-constitute my mind
Agorism is a social philosophy that advocates creating a society in which all relations between people are voluntary exchanges by means of counter-economics, engaging with aspects of nonviolent revolution.
I know it’s a strange word but it does summer exactly what I want to attain. I think we have to become independent of the financial system as far as we can.
Today we went to a talk by a prepper, who has lived off the hand and off grid for the past 17 years. Just imagine if the power were to go off. What would you do? No central heating, after a time no water, the loos w0uld back up. It is too late to start preparing when all the shops are closed and you are in a state of panic.
It is a blissful state to be in an environment where everyone is on the same wavelength. Maybe when all this nonsense is over this could happen.
A trip to the Moors (nearly)
We went to my friend Steve’s place and from then we went to Yelverton which is at the foot of Exmoor. On the site of an old air strip we found the rocks, above, which attract children like a magnet. It was cold and chilly and rather foggy. I thought we were going to go into the moors but with two small children in the group I realised that the scope was going to be limited.
You could almost imagine yourself in the middle ages. This has never been touched or built on. Wonderful to contemplate it.
Such amazing lines and unspoiled grass. As Steve’s wife was hungry we decided to go to a restaurant in Plymouth. Two of the chains were not accepting cash (you might catch COVID) but we found one that was happy to see us. In a party of 10 we had to sit in two groups separated from each other. I felt very ill due to a continuing stomach condition so I sat at my own table but later felt better and joined the main group.
This is Steve with his wife DuDu and my wife Franocise in the middle, during a visit to their home.
Off to Plymouth – in the rain
Weather forecast in such a small land mass is a very difficult task evening with super computers so although the weather for the weekend was showing to be good we had to endure a couple of hours of rain storms on the way, so be it.
We stopped off at a long standing friend’s who is it diagnostician and presenter of new methods of looking at the body and had a wonderful couple of hours with her before moving on to our hotel on the east side of Plymouth. I like Premier Inn hotels because they are all run the same way – to a good standard. We will have to put up with breakfast served at our table instead of the buffet which I so much love but that was a small price to pay.
I also like the very comfortable beds. Unfortunately the fan was a bit loud so we had to ask housekeeping to come and turn it off though the price for that was that you need to leave the back window open which was exposed to the noise from what I can describe as the busiest junction in the South West, busy night and day with trucks and cars.
I don’t want to be rude to the residents of this town, bombed to pieces in the Second World war, but it’s one of the ugliest towns I can recall. The centre is functional enough but there are too many featureless concrete buildings sitting there doing nothing apart from serving their purpose.
We were taken on a brief journey by our host and saw the testimony to our great naval history particularly in the wars.
We then went off to visit a tattoo parlour run by my friend at which his two sons work. These guys are totally in to art as well and here are some examples of their works for sale. (apart from the tattoo part which I did not feel comfortable photographing while the client was in the chair))
We ended the evening in Totnes sitting round a fire with 20 or so like minded souls talking about the world, 5G, COVID, campaigning etc. Totness is a little gem, a bit like Glastonbury, with its own distinctive style.
Off for a ‘break’ if that is possible in this UK version of Germany 1933
We had a fairly good meeting of our ZOOM men’s group last evening Thursday. The flow goes where it goes and a member who is a headmaster of a school in Frome talked extensively about the behaviour of the children of the traveling community. The report was much different from that which I had been led to believe. Children are more diligent in their learning and better behaved than many from mainstream families. In the last three years he has not had to expel one pupil from that community.
Anyway as my batteries are lower than they should be now is now time for some meetings with valued friends. Off for a few days to Devon, perhaps for a trip to the moors, and certainly to be in the company of like-minded spirits.
I have done my usual thing of packing far more clothes than I need but hey its a car so for comfort and security I pack everything. We are staying at a Premier Inn which lives up to its name. Lovely comfortable beds. Firm and yielding at the same time.
There will be a pause in these writings as usual. My faithful house-sitters are not familiar with the workings of a computer so the next entry will be the middle of next week.
Do I pay or do I not?
I recently asked a member of my ZOOM group if they knew someone who could help me with social media publicity for my sites. I duly made contact with them and we engaged in a correspondence about who would do what and when. however, I finally decided not to do business with this person because that was just no chemistry between us. She had made certain recommendations about how we could move forward and I offered to make a contribution for what she had done and how we could move forward. Unfortunately the water was muddy and we did not discuss money.
It was perhaps a mistake to promise that because in any event I didn’t use any of her recommendations so strictly speaking I don’t owe her anything because when you pitch for a job you make a few suggestions to help the client or possible client. However in spite of that my feeling is that I should give a contribution by way of goodwill but I’m just thinking about the implications of this.
Thanks to the new and even more stupid lockdown rules, pubs will be absolutely thrashed at this the most important time of year for them .Its a tragedy as this will be the final straw for many and they will be forced to close.
A part of me does not mind being on my own but as they say ‘variety is the spice of life’ and we have to discipline ourselves to go out regularly even for simple occasions like the allotment. I would not like to be living on my own.
On the good side, we had an unexpected Christmas gift of Polish food products. I often feel we should do more to look out for cooking styles apart from our own home grown British variety.
People falling off the wagon – what can you do?
But first, for your amusement, a cartoon….
Today I took a delivery of wood chips for the allotment and I noticed that the person who sold it to me was not his usual cheerful self. He was wearing a mask. The problem to me was that he had a different look in his eyes, almost fearful. He spoke about the mask and said that he tried to wear it on all occasions. I began to get some idea of the price he was paying for this Covid debacle.
There comes a point when someone has been taken over by fear and at that point there is very little you can do because they will not listen to you on a rational level. And yes I do like the person concerned and I was thinking how to raise the subject without making him angry or even more frightened.
I thought that if I said that the average age of someone dying of covid was 80, and that the number of so called infections in this part of the world, Somerset, with virtually zero. Would that help. Anyway, I didn’t really have time to develop the subject because he was with someone else and they were at the end of a working day so I must pick my time.
Good news later — The person concerned wrote back to me saying “just out of curiosity, where did you get your information from ?” I was then able to take advantage of the chink in the door and write back to him recommending a video which I said would put his mind to rest.
I spoke to another friend today who had withdrawn from the day to day news on president trump and the usual stories of the day. He found himself taking refuge in nature and just generally switching off. He said that the war between us and the powerful people in the background would lead nowhere so could we perhaps consider a conciliatory stance. We are understanding where they are coming from but maybe there’s another way of solving the problem.
The effect of this continual gas-lighting is having a terrible effect on the population in their freedom of mind. I was delivering green rubbish to the recycle and this fellow re-cycler danced around me keeping 6 feet away and took no notice of my jokes on the subject.
I can’t say anything remarkable has happened in the last days since I wrote my diary. We had a very happy COVID zoom meeting last night with about a dozen of us. Many of us are feeling the strain of world events and so we ended the zoom session by Francoise playing a Tibetan bowl.
Every day without a problem is a bonus so far as I’m concerned but we all have our burden to share and my solution is to strike a balance between sitting in front of the computer and watching entertaining TV, and I don’t mean terrestrial television, I mean television programmes that illustrate life as it is lived in various parts of the world prior to this so called pandemic.
The Kingdom of Fire
There is something about fire, any fire except when life is in danger, that intrigues and fascinates me. Yesterday was the great fire of our allotments. I am having trouble finding software that will allow me to stitch the videos together to make a coherent picture so until that time, you will have to make do with looking at stills.
As I may have said before, the main thing is to get a good heat and then put on green material no matter how damp on top. We have had a lot of rain recently so a lot of smouldering was needed. However, the fire burnt so well that when I went along today, Sunday, I found that the bulk had been reduced by about 50% . I paid attention to the remainder by using my air blower and I hope that when I go along tomorrow, Monday, it will have burned down to almost nothing…. but then these things go at their own pace.
We had a good sprinkling of helpers, thanks very much everyone, and we could have done with some mulled wine and BBQ sausages but with the current covid paranoia the mood was not quite conducive.
I am electing to rest, today Sunday so this diary is not as complete as I would like. It is after all the seventh day. Tomorrow, Boris will be coming out with yet another restrictive announcement about a virus that does not exist being measured by a test that does not work.
Gaining friends, losing friends
Being involved in anything controversial will mean an inner paradigm shift. This means that those who have been comfortable listening to you and being with you previously will now change their view.
Says a correspondent: I’ve lost many friends over the past months. And I’ve gained many friends – among them our zoom group. I love you all!!! A Sufi saying: The heart weeps for what it has lost, and the Spirit laughs for what it has gained.
This is a period of forced spiritual development. I read an article yesterday saying that the majority of people over 50 who have a problem with depression do not go to the doctor. They think they should work it out themselves. The problem here is that inner damage is just as important as the so called physical damage. The best tactic is to prevent damage occurring on the mental level and in my view this can best happen through a supportive community. These lockdowns are a challenge to us all, whether we are directly involved or not. We are all members one of another
This morning I went to scrounge the local scrap yard for pallets to use in the construction of my allotment bonfire, due to happen 2 PM tomorrow. It will do so in spite of the rather inclement weather. Wood fire burns at around 500 degrees centigrade and this is irrespective of the outside temperature. So, if you went to the Arctic where it’s -20 degrees the fire would still burn at 500 degrees centigrade ; it’s just that the heat would dissipate quicker. We have a huge pile of greenery to get rid of but that’s irrelevant because of the difference between 100 degrees centigrade and 500 degrees centigrade means it’s a no brainer. It’s all in the preparation. The key thing is not to throw great clomps of rubbish on but wean it first to make sure that oxygen can get in.
Wood + oxygen > combustion > heat > ability to burn damp material
Look out for Saturday’s diary for full details.
Yesterday, we had the men’s group of Frome at which we discussed various Christian topics including one of the members who gave us an account of the history of his life commenting on how he believed he was guided to come down and live in this area by a series of coincidences. The meeting lasted one hour 30 minutes. When you are enjoying yourself, time flies and I’m sure we could have gone on for the whole evening.
The original coordinator noted the gelling of community spirit within the group; he compared the existing spirit with that of three sessions ago and there’s no question that we have moved forward. I always say that it takes not only a minimum number of people but a minimum level of trust even though we know people it does take something to open ourselves up, especially feelings, to a group of others.
New Toy of the Month – a remote temperature gun
Another busy day. Off to get some pallets for the grand bonfire that I’m going to have on Saturday at our allotment and I’m looking forward to it very much. Let’s hope it doesn’t rain. This is a twice a year fire getting rid of all the wood and unwanted greenery.
I treated myself to a non-contact Digital Laser Infrared thermometer. I am going to use it for measuring the temperature of the bonfire. A temperature of 500 degrees C from the wood will incinerate the greenery which is mostly water. The gun measures all sorts of things e.g. the deep freeze, the temperature of soup, anything you like. It is instant and accurate. Well, you would expect that with a laser.
The unwrapping of the chicanery and trickery of the US election is proceeding at a greater and greater pace as more revelations come out. Joe Biden still thinks he is going to win but I think Trump will be shown to have won. I’ll give it about a week for the whole thing to roll through. I hope so for if Joe Biden wins he will lock down everyone in the USA and bring on the New World Order via the Grand Reset in the twinkling of an eye.
The visitor stats from my COVID site are very low – about 100 page hits a day – and I have finally found someone who may be able to help. 100 per day (apparently) is not nearly enough to do justice to the site of the quality that I have created. We have about 3,500 entries in an historical record so that will be of use to someone.
Too much, too much to do
Today, I been aware of all the things that I would love to do in just don’t have time for stop this afternoon, a book arrived called power versus force which is to do with energy. It is so fascinating I’m through the first 3 chapters and cannot wait to read more.
In the earlier morning I read a deep and timely SAINT GERMAIN (Channeled by James McConnell) talking about the world seen from the view of discarnate spirits.
Francoise heard of a free course in 16 parts on cymatics, the science of sound, she has given me 2 lectures to listen to which are absolutely riveting saying for example this sound is not a wave it is a sphere. Sound can affect red blood cells. Wow.
Each day I spend 3 or 4 hours adding to my two websites, one on 5 G and one on COVID. The articles are so fascinating I would love to read them but all I can do is to see whether they are suitable for publication. I learn so much on a daily basis. I can’t wait for tomorrow.
I am preparing to make a video publicizing my COVID website to try and wake people up and I’m assembling data. This takes quite a lot of aggression bringing things together and deciding how I’m going to present it.
I must finally summarize the text for my personal psychic website. There isn’t time for this today so I must do it tomorrow.
I got very caught up on a video by Mark Passio who’s got a great talent for explaining things clearly – how the world is being taken over by the corporates who think they have a right to be lord and master over everyone. It is most important that we resist this.
My tasks today consisted of writing letters to a couple of allotment holders who had not maintained their plots, telephoning someone who was going to give me a job, going off shopping in the wind and the rain which I didn’t mind because it’s not cold.
I’m going to have to speak to my men’s group on Thursday about covid. They are in a very nice bubble if that’s not a contradiction in terms but in the last seven meetings no one has even mentioned the dread that is hanging over us. I think it’s because they don’t want to face it but if I’m going to be part of a group, particularly a Christian group, the implications of this must be discussed. I can’t just keep my mouth closed forever. Surely someone must have some views. We have a doctor in the group. He may not be able to say what the thinks for fear of being fired
Imperial College writing to me?
It has been some time since I wrote my last diary. A lot has been going on. However, If I were to write everything that went on in my head I would quickly reach 1,000,000 words and probably bore everybody to death. Sometimes, I have a thought which is out of context but which needs to grow privately on its own before it can see the light of day. A lot will be rejected along the way for being inconsistent but that’s no ultimate reason for rejecting it, but rather saying that it is part of a greater whole that I cannot envision to appreciate.
I do have enormous admiration for Samuel Pepys who wrote about one and a half million words over a period of 10 years. He only stopped then because he was afraid about the effects of writing on his eyesight . If you consider that he was very busy with government business and had to write in the evening by candlelight with a quill pen and not with assisted technology like I do, this is an achievement indeed.
I hate mundane things but they have to be done. I have been chasing up people who have not paid their rent on the allotment. I am re-writing my personal website from the point of view of those who might benefit from my services. This is always difficult because it requires a degree of objectivity that I cannot always muster.
I am aiming to go and see my friend in Plymouth after the latest lockdown finishes early in December. I look forward to handing out some campaign leaflets with him and getting to know his wife from Swaziland. It seems that she has a great level of knowledge and wisdom in what appears to be a matriarchal society.
I’m really challenged with priorities at the moment. I could spend all my time reading the articles I post on to my website; there is a great danger of overloading. I love working, perhaps too much, and do not always know when to take time off.
So, Imperial College, the source of more fake data than any other establishment, had the cheek to write to me to ask if I will take part in a COVID test just see whether I have it. This study will cost millions and since it is funded by Bill Gates they will get the answer they want in order to justify forcibly vaccinating the whole population. Is there any limit to how stupid they think we are? I searched in vain for an email or a telephone number and I would have given them a piece of my mind but surprise surprise they was no inquiry number .
Remaining sane is for me the number one challenge these days. I do it in a number of ways; one of the more pleasurable ones is to run my weekly ZOOM group which we do every Wednesday which is for people who are ‘on the wavelength’ and understand what’s going on and need to support each other against the madness that is assailing us.
The evenings are drawing in, they tend to be long and I imagine if you’re on your own it could be very quiet. To combat this we must find useful things to do, for example to listen to music and read, not to lose touch with other people otherwise we will be in a worse position mentally. Already the national suicide telephone calls are well up. For some reason the government (UK) have stopped publishing them.
Looking about us anxiously – how to save £7,068
As many of you know I like to start my day with Trans World Radio. I listen and wait for a phrase or text to jump out at me. The above phrase did. I spend more time than I should do doing just this, to zero benefit as things always turn out as they should do. Instead of ‘looking about’ I should substitute ‘prayer’.
The past couple of days have been worrying. Many said that Trump was going to romp home but now due to corruption on a huge scale, I refer to vote rigging in six marginal states, Biden is ahead and is already making smug remarks. However, Trump is a fighter and I would expect him to issue legal challenges.
We cannot fly at the moment, nor would I wish to. We binge indulge on vloggers and influencers who fly first class round the world and record in great detail the food and comforts. So, since for example the return trip London to Singapore is £7.068 we decided to enjoy the full documentary and get ourselves the equivalent of a first class meal (not the wines and champagnes though) and consume it whilst watching. No getting toe airport, no check-in trauma, no turbulence no jet lag, just imagination.
It was the perfect day for going out. Cold but not windy. A clear sky. We went to the monthly market trying not to look at the poor fearful souls wearing their masks. We bought yogurt, home made butter, fresh sardines, strawberry and chilli jam (yes really) and some soap made from goats milk.
We then went to our allotment and worked away for an hour or so. We had a pleasant chat with one or two. Allotments bring out the best in people. We are preparing for a large bonfire scheduled for two weeks today. We were going to have a BBQ and mulled wine but social things are difficult at the moment due to lockdown.
I had a chat with a good friend about Trump. It is a case of wheels within wheels. Where is Christianity when you need it. The Pope calls the corona virus ‘Princess Corona’ so his eugenics views are clear for all to see. Very few people understand about the Great Reset and think that the government are just being over-cautious about the so called pandemic. Funny they cant even identify the virus but are talking about a vaccine for it (at $800 a pop that is trillions for someone).
Spoke to my son and his wife via Skype. It has been raining every day for the past month where they are (Thailand). They are talking about moving to Dubai to teach there. Who knows how conditions will change. They are in Krabi. Lovely resort. Pity about the weather at this time of year.
The last day of freedom – a trip to Bath
Time to get of the house on this the last day before lockdown 2, a totally useless and corrupt plan to enslave us all and destroy small businesses. The USA election is the usual mess which hopefully will be sorted out by Friday.
To Bath. A walk along an area by the Town Hall Admin offices. Lovely to see such a show of flowers.
The river Avon, that bisects Bath. In full flood due to earlier rains.
A lovely autumn bouquet
I wonder a) is the Queen alive b) has she been detained c) is her husband still alive.
A display cabinet of spoons in a nearby museum
Sitting in his dream world (central Bath)
A fascinating wall design
A ‘real’ fruit stall near Greenmarket, Bath. Alas we do not get such a choice here in Midsomer Norton. Not enough interest to justify bringing in exotic fruits and vegetables.
Not one of my best days
I have just tried unsuccessfully to search for my tablet. I have a horrible feeling that I interleaved it between some newspapers and took the pile of newspapers outside to be collected and it went with them.
The day did not start too well. Our gardening client in her drunken stupor sent me a text telling me she wanted a refund for work that we have done to her satisfaction. I don’t think anything will come of it but it is a bit like a slap in the face. I sometimes think that alcoholics are taken over by something that they cannot control it is not then speaking but the alcohol.
I then rang a possible new customer that I had been to see over the weekend. It was just my sort of job, hedge cutting and trimming. It would have taken a fair amount of time for us both even more than a day by the time we had finished clearing up. I gave her a quote and said that if it was difficult we could discuss it. I figured that as she lived in a council house she probably didn’t have much money so I was extra reconciliatory. She told me that she has decided not to go ahead with it although it was a mess and simply put the phone down on me. Not a word of thanks for coming round. Maybe people are simply going mad because of the circumstances
I also have a problem with the person doing my website but this has resolved itself as the day went on. I wonder what it’s like to be in charge of a large company where every other hour you have someone presenting a problem about this that or the other.
This however pales into insignificance compared with the forthcoming lockdown number two for this country of the United Kingdom where the government have relied on false and unsafe statistics to create the situation where £1.3 billion is lost per day. The national lockdown is due to go on for a month and then even then nothing is sure. What most people don’t realise is that this is deliberate, the result of a pact made by many countries to deliberately run down the economy so that the new Marxist government of the world could be installed.
Yesterday I spent all day, about 10 hours, listening to a variety of wisdom on the Alternative View 11.1 We had a variety of speakers talking about a number of dystopian subjects not the least of which is the forthcoming period of global cooling where coldness records have already been broken in vast numbers, where crops have been flooded and where starvation particularly in Africa is to be expected.
I think the only way to keep morale up is by doing something including of course writing this diary. The fact is that many businesses have closed and will not reopen. It is the same in New York. I worry for people living on their own especially those waiting for operations. The chances are they’re going to have to wait a long time.
Trouble with my computer
If there’s one thing I need to rely on and that is my computer, resplendent with two screens. I need two screens because I transferred data from one database to another and I can’t bear or should I say find it difficult to have two screens on one. You can either have side-by-side versions or top and bottom. Either is a severe compromise.
I asked my techie friend to install Windows 10. I have windows seven at the moment but this is going out of fashion as some software does not support windows seven. I’ve had it for years so it’s probably about time I changed.
There is no such thing as the perfect upgrade. The main thing was that I didn’t lose any data but unfortunately my second screen did not load. The screen could not see the computer and vice versa. I was assured that it would correct itself overnight but it did not happen. I was told I should have left the computer on so it could freely conversed with Microsoft headquarters and get itself aligned. Although there is a card in there windows 10 did not recognise it. I may need another card. It is very difficult to get back to using one screen while I wait for the technician to return.
To add to it all, I spilled some coffee on my keyboard. This is not to be recommended and is the first time I have ever done it. No matter how diligently you clean it, one or two keys will be irrevocably damaged and in my case it was the key ‘a’ and ‘e’. Try typing a sentence without using the letter a. Fortunately, I had a spare keyboard in the loft so it was summoned back to duty. My motto is, never throw anything away because you never know when you will need it. I avoid throwing anything away ; in this case it was so worn that some of the letters could not be seen.
This weekend we have the Alternative View 11 full of good speakers as usual but this time it will not be in an hotel but virtual so the only comfort of that is that we pay less, £44.44 for some strange esoteric reason.
I was disgusted to read that in Ireland, people had been kicked out of a church during a service. All this for a virus that does not exist. God help the governments when people finally find out.