Head wedged firmly up their butt?

Washington’s Knight’s of Malta think there’s nothing you can do…

Personally I’d suggest you cease believing anything they say…

It was the only option for me as an intellectually gifted 5 y\o in 1962 after they played the good witch x bad game on me one too many times, pretending to care and be my friend one day and then they (Prussian descent Freemason’s) got one of their Russian born number to tease me about the brutal murders of both my birth mother and baby sister immediately after severely torturing me for 20 mins…

In one sense it was game over back then 57 years ago, not only did they push me into deciding to hate them by teasing me about my birth mother and baby sister for the sake of their MK Ultra conditioning and quite probably as is the case with 98% of full blood Prussian or half breed German swine merely for the sake of their addiction to the feelings of schadenfreude, a sickness of soul ever present among most German’s or so my experience informs me, around two years after that they also eventually pushed me into literally in the real world sense and tense cursing them every single day up until my 23rd year on this-toilet-of souls planet with their cold blooded murder of my first Faux girlfriend Monika in front of me…

Only for the sake of enlightening any casual reader of these blogs I’m drawing a distinction between emotional childhood impulses or rational choices, tho hardly a mature mind at that age both my step parents were big on inspiring little people to have big strong minds from infancy so for me that was deciding to hate them as in making a specific decision of the will to hate rather than being led by emotion, again specifically not feeling feeling’s of hatred for them, rather simply deciding to hate them in the exact opposite sense of how all these years later I’d either use my mind to DECIDE to love someone as an act of the will, or decide not to…

I’m not someone who’s been led by emotive impulses these past 5 1\2 decades, but Yeah, I’d decided to cease believing them themselves in 1962 and within two years of that also decided to cease believing a single bloody word that they ever said forever and forevermore, I’ll listen to them to tax them for information but won’t believe a single bloody word they say, never have, never will, period…

Of course you have to make your own choices there…

Better get that pedo-dungeon grand jury happening…

Then perhaps a treason amnesty up and running…

Treason amnesty for what? ~ You fcuking wankerz you…

The treason amnesty for everything Freemason’s did…

They’ve been doing it since George Washington…

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So I’d claimed I’d literally cursed them for 15 years right?

Most folks wouldn’t have a clue about real world occult…

I’d grown up with in-laws balls deep in occult, my Russian born birth mother whom I’d never met was said to be very deep and very skilled in her occult but she was murdered the day I’d been born in a ritual kabbalistic human sacrifice murder along with my newborn baby twin-sister, that’s the evil side of occult as practiced by wise King Solomon in the Valley of Hinnom for those who didn’t know…

I’m not being flippant, Solomon was pure evil…

You disagree? ~ Good-for-you shit-for-brains…

My step father dabbled in spiritual techniques of all kinds as his step father had been the ‘GWM’ of an Oddfellows Masonic Lodge, anyway I’d literally grown up in that environment where such things weren’t just considered off the wall…

By age two I’d gained the ability to read the thoughts in someone’s subconscious if they were in the same room and talking, by age four whether they were talking or not, at age four I’d also gained the ability to play with the weather like animist Shaman’s are said to do, by age 5 I’d picked up the ability to remote view anyone’s subconscious thoughts even if they were on the other side of the planet as long as I’d talked to them in person at least once, age 6 I’d picked up the skill required to do so merely by talking with someone who knew them and had even mastered the cold art of not looking at their minds directly, I’d (Literally) been able to scan their minds by looking thru the mind of someone who’d known them, nothing was ever able to be hidden for long to meee, then by age 7 I’d simply needed to watch them on TV for a few minutes or read an in depth article about them with a picture…

That was enough for me to be able to open my mind to the spirit world, find a guide (Deceased) willing to allow me to use their mind, to act as a set of eyes and ears if you will, a real budding little occultist with skills that any 60 y\o would have been proud to have mastered ~ Unfortunately as I’d stated above I’d also then started cursing those murderers of my birth mother and baby sister by that age too so it was a dark situation indeed by anyone’s measure isn’t it reader…

I’m recalling that I’d once tried to tell my step mother around age 5 that I’d occasionally PLAYED with the weather like a little child plays with building blocks but she told me to stop lying and not to be so bloody stupid so I’d then kept all my real world secrets to myself, only ever once mentioning it once to one of Prescott’s other sons who warned me that if it were true I’d get all sorts of droll pigs trying to steal such an ability from me or spitefully misuse me for their own self aggrandizement or if it wasn’t true I’d look like a fool for claiming such…

Matter of fact he’d gone on to state that I’d wind up looking like a fool either way, he advised me never to mention my occult skill in anything to anyone ever again and that’s exactly what I’d then done for my entire childhood and also for most of my adult life, I’d play dumb and dumb everything down to mask my true Tao…

And what’s all that mean some fools might naively ask?

It’s like this, I’d really been gifted in pretty advanced occult from an incredibly early age and was instructed to work my own Tao out myself and always keep it well hidden and while also being instructed to never doubt myself or allow others to create doubt I’d also been told by a really interesting lady in 1962 at the age of 5 years old that it was important to always find various ways to check the veracity and efficacy of my craft, she was the one who first taught me how to mask things and do remote learning and stuff, that’s reaching out to the minds of others to borrow what they know ~ That said after almost 15 years solid of practicing a very dark almost Satanic approach to paying back my birth mother’s and baby sister’s murderer’s for their evil deeds to both them and myself an opportunity arose to test my abilities in such a way as there’d be no possible way of any kind of error in the way the test was interpreted by my heart mind soul spirit or any other aspect of my person such as base ego ~ The half brother of one of my cousin’s had got deeply involved in traditional Japanese Shotokan karate and one day out of the blue he informs me out of the blue in casual conversation that these Japanese guys who were his teacher’s teachers could do 16 foot vertical jumps ~ Of course I’d responded with the word “Bullshit” as I’d immediately thought to myself that even if you could do that when you came back down and hit the ground you’d be stuffed but he insisted, we almost got into a physical argument about it when he asked if I’d been accusing him of being a liar, my response was simply along the lines of well how do you know that those karate guys aren’t lying to you?

He responded by saying he trusted these Japanese men not to lie to him because they were honorable men at which point I’d veiled my contempt for any form of trust in anything that any part Prussian German which these Japanese men and my cousin’s half brother were, meaning he was my cousin too by the way, Duh, but my contempt and natural disbelief for anything they said whether true or false was the way things were and still are too ~ So anyway ever the rational logical man I’d proceeded to ask him to explain to me what they told him about how it’s done and less than three minutes later he’d told me everything he knew, curt, minimal, and to the point, including stating that the jump was done from the calf muscles only and that the hard part wasn’t actually developing the Chi necessary to bring such incredible muscle power, the hard part according to him wasn’t doing that part, it was not snapping an Achilles tendon doing so…

“Well” I’d said as I’d walked off, tired of talking to him for long as was always the case because he never did have that much to say, I’d stated “If it’s possible then I’m gonna learn to do it” and the last thing he ever said on the subject was…

“You can’t do it without an instructor, it’s impossible”…

I’d immediately mused within myself along the lines of well who ever taught the first guys that ever learned to do it then but didn’t voice my curiosity any further, a Vietnamese Chinese friend had already spent a mere 2 minutes accurately and extremely precisely explaining to me how to develop Chi so off the little Shaman (Me) went to add a new technique to an extremely limited intermediate novice (Chicken shit) level range of Kung Fu techniques I’d taken up as a hobby to focus my mind and gain emotional self control while relaxing under the onslaught of fascist bastardry that had dogged my life since childhood and the very first thing I’d done was literally reach out into the spirit world via some channels I’d grown accustomed to, basically hot wiring for want of a better analogy, kind of weaving them into my web while achieving another goal entirely, multi tasking some may call it, and long story short a mere 200 hours training time in those disciplines spaced out over around about 7 years later was the test I’d placed myself on my own occultist abilities and that literally is the only reason I’d done it…

Result? ~ 13 ft 8 inch rotating hip left hook on a huge road sign…

See my cousin’s Shotokan half brother had said 16 foot was the real deal so merely to test my occultist ability as well as see for myself whether either he or his instructors were fibbing I’d instructed my spirit guides to guide my private training towards the goal of an 8 foot jump, I’m not claiming anything special by the way, for me martial arts was a hobby I’d never spent more than 2000 hours on in my entire life which is absurd ~ It’s nothing for anyone who made it their life goal yet I’ve got probably over 60,000 fcuking hours training in my own form of occult since childhood which is part of my main point here ~ Anyway Yada Yada technically correct left hook for someone my height is 5 ft 8 inches so one day after this lawyer I’d known that I’d really liked as a brother literally got a black eye only for trying to be a true friend to me I’d left his office in a bad way…

Words fail me, I’d been in a really bad bad bad way, lots of average normal people wind up in jail shortly after they get like that, I’d walked out across the square in the middle of Adelaide at a fast clip wishing to hell I’d been there when whoever it was did that to him, then about a pace and a half ahead of me noticed this large 4 ft by 4 ft road sign bolted to another sign the same size, both clamped to a pole with the bottom of both signs probably a good 13+ ft above the ground maybe…

Result? ~ BAAANG ~ Sign rotated over 30 degrees maybe…

Landed like a cat facing the precise direction I’d been and moving the same speed I’d been at prior to leaving mother earth and was serene again half a minute later, little Dragon got off the leash then went back to neutral which to me that was the hardest thing possible to test my occult, I’d done all sorts of other weird stuff I’ll not bore anyone with yet the jump itself with a mere 200 hours training while only using truest spirit guides as my instructor, that was the test I’d set myself to see whether it was logical to place any faith in any of the other deeper and darker stuff I’d relentlessly worked on since my early tortured childhood, meaning?

It also allowed me to test my spirit guides, to learn things…

Once again I’ll try to state this clearly, I’m not a good man and never really claimed to be, I’m merely aware of the difference between bad and evil and am very particular what type of devil I’ll choose to interact with, as for the light of the so called Jewish god Jehovah and all of his Hebrew baby killers like Abram and Solomon they disgust me however that doesn’t mean I’ll respond to a dichotomy with a biary response and immediately seek the darkness of Hades as a solution for the evil in their fraud god’s light ~ Now few average people even remotely get true spirituality, some Chinese do, many don’t, I’d restate that few of any race or religion understand what real occult is really all about or for that matter what’s possible and what isn’t, some might get it and some don’t, some understand that the realm of the “God’s” (sic) for want of a better word both influence shape and even create the thoughts that human’s think are their own ~ One of the major disciplines I’d begun to focus on after the age of 7 was finding the type of mind in Hades that was capable of taking a perspective on the minds of the living and influencing it, it’s those I’d ally or align with on certain conditions, truth ability reliability and skill being those conditions ~ That said maybe some might be able to grasp the fact that after being tortured for the first two weeks of my life and then right throughout my childhood by German pigs in the Masonic Lodges and even being mocked by them over the murders of my baby sister and mother as a very young boy, the intent of the influences I’d sought to create among the minds of these Luciferin scum was such that it’s best encapsulated by honestly stating that although not an evil man by nature I’d had my very first good intention in my 23rd year of life, prior to that from age 5 years onwards my intentions were all bad and I’d been damn good at it too, mildly brilliant to be honest and for me it revolved around ruining their eternity and derailing their plans in the larger physical world as in solar system, but not until I’m out of the line of fire…

To me the serious-shit starts 30-100 days after Rigor Mortis…

Again, serious-shit starts 30-100 days after Rigor Mortis…

The music is meant to convey both meaning and context…

I’d successfully completed the task I’d set myself as a very small and very dark little boy nearly 13 years ago after 42 years of extremely focussed constant hard work (Craft) in the realm of the spirits (God’s) at which time I’d then closed the channels I’d used and made sure all of the keys used to open those channels were missing so there’d be no way some Masonic bastard could come along and try to change it or force me to pointlessly try under torture or other duress, by design the best those morons could ever achieve if they mess with my stuff is make the eventual outcome even worse, most of the goals of what I’d set out to do will happen among the living, plus a few more personal outcomes for the eternal minds of those Luciferin Prussian fascist swine who chose to harm me and my baby sister before we’d even had the chance to do or choose right or wrong..

Game-on then as they say in the Hollyood movies…

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Still no response on my 5th Amendment America?

Bill of rights 5th Amendment 600

Once again, again, precise allegation\accusation used by Sept 11 perp’s to
place Ohio-born sex-slave traded baby boy me on their anti-constitutional
Patriot Act Level Two NDAA proscribed person’s Orwellian-state list?

Obviously you’re dumb enough to ignore anyone’s rights…

#fascistpedodungeongrandjury…
4:00 PM AEST June 9th
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