INVESTIGATIONS / INTELLIGENCE REPORT 2
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I posit we can agree that in the past five years many people have changed for the worse. Those who are not sedated, hiding or cowarding are now far more intolerant, violent and nihilistic, selfish/narcisstic with no conscience, rude, blunt, robotic and generally criminal; a pan-degenerate elite lost in the vulgar errors of modernity and post-modernism, suckered by "Get-Rich-Quick" schemes and the Madness of Crowds, their folk hero[ine] not Robin Hood but hoods living in the hood, ruthless with folding money eyes, who believe existence is "All crime all the time", which breeds the self-radicalised mentalist extremist addicted to the horror web, the white collar swindler tampering his spreadsheets, or sex/drug-orientated cottage industries.
These and related greed and seed phenomena are as good as gold for the Ultimate Control Goal, its arcane essence sealed in regular mouth MASON JARS (anagram: SAMSON JAR) with silver metal lids, screwed on by the self-serving, self-entitled "woke" liberal blob shrewd as a newt, the superstars threatened by their own beauty, indeed the entire vexatious spectrum nest of vipers in the den of iniquity, many under the influence of JACKIE-style devices, their arrogant subservience growing faster than the latest gonorrhoea outbreak across the UK. Happily, there will always be the unlike. Those of us possessed by great anarcho acumen inside the abandoned cinema, shining light on the multiplant shenanigans of horse coconuts.
How organised is organised crime? From the very top. Why do you think the Windsor Royal Family call themselves and their organisation "The Firm"? Because they are high-level gangsters (including the non-ruling King Charles III). The elite art world money-laundering scheme of the Alphabet Agencies is also connected, and further employed for mass societal alchemical processing (Andy Warhol-inspired decadence, etc.), exemplified specifically by Marcel Duchamp's Fountain, a "readymade" artwork consisting of an off-the-shelf porcelain urinal signed and dated "R. Mutt 1917". The date and name decode to: 1+9+1+7 = 18 (6+6+6) and: Our Mutt (DOG: the Satanic Reversal of GOD). By the A1Z26 Cipher: MUTT = 74 = JESUS = LUCIFER [the two Lightbringers according to some Biblical scholars via Revelation 22:16 & Isaiah 14:12-14 (KJV)] = OCCULT = MASONIC = HUNDRED [the Century Men aka: "Rosicrucian Brotherhood". Century House at 100 Westminster Bridge Road in Lambeth, London, was the Freemason/Rosicrucian-infused MI6 Headquarters location between 1964-1994].
Indeed, the maelstrom of matters suggest there is a possibly non-human- or human-non-human-planned global regression of the System, and thus its myriad impressionable credulous followers, to base stupidity and/or the bestial, the banality of evil, exemplified by the two morons who felled the Sycamore Gap Tree in 2023, for a laugh; to feel special; to boast to each other and feed on the widespread social media outrage, the uncut abortion rumour mill. Back to normal never? Not until we banish the insane evil that is obviously fighting against the good. Monarch after Monarch and the Act of Lunacy; the first posture in Starchamber; royal exclamation mark; top hat and salt; blue-blooded enemy within; finger on the trigger of the powder keg; fomenting the Biblical Apocalypse to force the Messiah Manifestation from God or Satan.
There is a reason the then UK Prime Minister Tony Blair removed a lot of the treason laws (including the death penalty for this offence) in 1998: so that government officials and other traitors can act with impunity as they destroy the UK. Over 300 quangos in the UK to date, unelected agents in league with dysgenic spiteful mutants; radical liberals who despise the Traditions, their skulls ringing with spectres. These barbarous ants will craze into well-organised mobs with signage, eventually morphing as heavily-armed masked death squads; unshockable shock troops; to crack down on and round up freedom suspects. People are at breaking point, the human races on a road to nowhere. Who will untie this Gordian Knot?
My inherent perspicacity enabled me to cognise hints of these reality secrets back in 1979, when my searching mind was quite blown during that 'accidental' holiday in the double-initialled Hollywood Hills, without the prerequisite or perquisite of any double-initialled Candid Camera. But there are later instances when it 'all' became much clearer, like when you realise the severed head is real. A disturbing unnerving revelation epiphany came when I saw the 'overworked' NHS staff dancing during the COVID plannedemic in 2020, and inept Chinese robots playing football in 2025. Not just authority figure fakery or a metaphor for the coming total surveillance consumerism society.
I was born with a "lazy eye" (amblyopia), maybe an evil eye, and whilst I was maturing in the 1980s a plethora of gang wearing an interesting array of religio-occult accoutrements said they had a "funny eye" and suggested studying the Illuminati All-Seeing Single Eye whilst listening to the British composer Kenneth Leighton, who wrote a lot of religious works even though he was not conventionally religious, if at all. This was to "shew my zeal for Illuminated Immaculacy [Eye-eyE]," in a Mithras Initians situation of the Male Mysteries at certain telluric power-sites across the UK. The sounds generated may dot-dot-dot to the USA Buddy Holly 'Rave On' hit song of 1958 to UK parallel Rave was Ecstasy in the 1988 "Second Summer of Love", where the free party was king, intermingling races and classes in welcoming warehouses, flashing lights trance dance repetition music state to receive audio command subliminals. I miss the daze... Cut to the South African mass-control chemical warfare Project COAST (1981-1995), that explored the deployment of the (tweaked?) rave drugs MDMA and Ketamine, plus far heavier possibilities.
The battery has ended the clock. I am picking up the thoughts of those tinkering on the outskirts, all variants of the violent slut destroy boys with a wet setlist. They are sucking me into the manufactured news (government propaganda) of constant fear and fed threats (already the rats are rioting in Birmingham). It dot-dot-dots back to just before the 2000 Millennium, when all UK-based Decode Monks received credible sex threats, possibly unconsciously from the shadow aspect traces of the Night Nuns of the Black Moon Bat Cult answering the door starkers as the windows vibrate, under the remote-control of Lucky Bones (Mr Brain's Nine O'Clock Service pales in comparison). This was dealt with swiftly and righteously, to win with good landslides, for I am not a liar but I lie to liars, such as those who "fail upwards" and operate with total impunity. Otherwise it turns (tunes?) into a background gibberish used to soothe adult babies.
Dissenting opinions are being phased out by design and the politicians will not talk to 'ordinary' people because the powers-that-be want freedom finished via a high-tech function creep. Ergo internet censorship and digital IDs, thought restriction, self-bullying, police access to everything of you, ticked off the clipboard by a liberal intellectual polymath with a room temperature IQ who answers to the Queen of Jam at Strawberry Fields where nothing is real and ludicrous doom is the norm. For example, they been putting microchips inside humans since at least 2004, and this dangerous practice is becoming normalised, with proposals to microchip and satellite-track criminals, and law-abiding people willingly getting microchip implanted for consumerism (aka: "the perfect slavery") purposes, but when the 5G Witchtowers start frying your chips it's game over. The Black Awakening. Disco Inferno.
Chosen Ones are tracked from space, around 12,000 satellites up there. Humanoid robot police or workers will rough you up, keeping you in line for the Real Vampyres and Porta Potty parties inside a dictatorship with a grudge, that wants to demolish funfairs, close theme parks and give children the vote, as mystery reptiles dominate a school site in the suicide hotspot of Bridgend County Borough. It is said that "Anagrams never lie", and LIFE anagrams to FILE, which shews that you are regarded as a mere data unit to be logged, scrutinised, compared to other files, and be updated or deleted.
The AI Alien/Demon God of it is anti-human, and along with its worshippers - including the capitalism-fetishing, Adderall-addled wordy androids of the Cybernetic Culture Research Unit (CCRU) - wants to eradicate the terran peoples then replace them with transhumanist machine-tech. Such cyberistic pipe dreams are 'fine' until the units need to be serviced or short-circuit or the power goes out. They will never win, for the human being is sacrosanct and too complex to be usurped by the inorganic. Theology is everything and memory needs the progression/depth of time to remain. What does that say about all of us?
In May 2025, mass media viral rumours circulated that the infamous haunted living doll Annabelle had gone missing (when she hadn't) during the "Devils on the Run Tour". You may regard this as just a rumour-spread publicity stunt to generate attention for commercial purposes, but, as a coded message to sorcerers throughout the world in positions of power, ANNABELLE has letters totalling 9: Satan's Number,[1] and by the A1Z26 Cipher: ANNABELLE = 66 = MOLOCH = ABRAXAS = ABRASAX = SABAOTH = SANDMAN = ABYSS = CURSE. Interesting if true, and many children go missing never to be found, but the Abrasax-Dutroux ritual child abuse and snuff link (here, here, here) seems unlikely in retrospect. Note that the Keeper of Annabelle, Dan Rivera, eerily died suddenly during the aforementioned "Devils on the Run Tour".
The realities are chaos and the current major prediction is World War 333, a portal to Hell and Here. Must say it's a no-no forever, and I shall use those coins with a square cut out of their centre. War creates opportunities beyond the law, which is why the powers-that-be want to "ReArm Europe" by 2030, according to a proposition made by European Commission President Ursula von der Leyen on 4 March 2025, as in malefic tides from Satan's Room above the cornerstone; the Devil's tendrils of nightmares, night terrors, sleep paralysis and antisocial sleepwalking.
ReArm Europe's deceptively simple internet programming poster (reproduced above) shews in plain sight/site the Masonic 33 and the 12 stars of the crown upon the head of the Woman of the Apocalypse (Revelation 12:1 [KJV]). 3×3×1×2 = 18 = 6+6+6. 33×12 = 396. 3+9+6 = 18 = 6+6+6. 3×9×6 = 162. 1+6+2 = 9. 3+3+1+2 = 9. 9 is the Number of Satan.[1] The pink human fingers are wiping away the blue, the colour of calm, to reveal the underlying yellow of the Sun (the 36 numbers of the Magical Square of the Sun add to a total of 666), which empowers the Beast-Man (Revelation 13:18 [KJV]), whose number is either 666 or 616 or both (6×1×6 = 36, or 'three sixes' [666]. 36+35+34+33 down to +1 equals 666. 6×6×6 = 216. 2+1+6 = 9: the Number of Satan).[1] Go figure.
ReArm Europe has since been more tactfully renamed "Readiness 2030", and has a budget of over €800 billion to bolster the European Union's military defence and attack capabilities. The 33-degree Freemason Aleister Crowley added the 'k' to the 'c' to make MAGICK. C is the 3rd letter and K is the 11th. 3×11 = 33, hence the Masonic Magi, who are behind this operation. The general at 18 Wicker Street wants all his men awake, especially the black sheep amongst black sheep, deeply creepy, with secret psychotronic ability, and the ex-cop with a killer's fist. Not to mention the Son of the Sun, the Man-Sun, Manson, the Process of the Son of Sam (SOS), his spectacles at an otherwordly inviting angle, rocking a white Tomorrow People polo-neck jumper, emitting: "No need to get burnt. Don't be. I fuck them with salute." After that it was duck soup.
A dumbing-down from the off-grid mind alienation led to the feral underclass, which explains why bookstores never get looted. Similar processes have stunted the higher classes, reduced to heinous ghouls feeding on the current thing, grotesque in their rampant obsequiousness towards the globalising mutants, the few wise voices obscured by the background zizz. Their minds go back to Teletext, more than a feeling. Thatcher's courage. Princess Di worship. The country run on safety first valve, ignoring the rule of lore, banned scientists, aliens orbiting us.
More specialised programs Targeted Individuals (TIs), in relation to which I was "Born to be Bourne," a reference to the Jason Bourne films that were based on my JANUSex Twin in the Timeline Wars (hyper-parallax), the TREADSTONE and BLACKBRIAR programs in the fictional treatment scripts of the Bourne franchise originating in the very real Operation BLACKSTONE, founded in an amalgam of Black Stone lore including Dr John Dee's black obsidian "Shew Stone"; an inner order of Marcion-influenced Knights Templar, formed in 1221 as Die Herren vom Schwarzen Stein ("The Lords of the Black Stone" or "DHvSS"), the stone in question possibly the black-purple or black-violet Holy Grail; the IXAXAR Sixtystone of Arthur Machen and other depictions by HP Lovecraft and Robert E. Howard.[2] Experimental training. It was never a drill. They have positioned us to lurk in the shadows for too long.
In one of the Bournes, I think The Bourne Supremacy (2004), some of the bad guy CIA agents are in a lift (elevator) and there is a close-up of one of them pressing the lift's button 6 three or more times, 666... Whilst watching The Bourne Ultimatum (2007), I received a psychic internet message in twilight language: "eels lept lest sleep else let pest peel seep pet steeple set," which seems to refer to conjured serpent familiar spirits who are loyal comrades in the here and there. "Our homes are our castles in a far away land".
JASON BOURNE anagrams to JOE ANUS BORN, suggesting an 'Everyman' birthed from shit, i.e. all unworthy people not in the cult, the members of which regard outsiders as expendable commodities to be exploited. Watching Bourne films the viewer, usually a man, identifies in fantasy as the hero but is being subtly programmed to accept his role as an ultimately worthless mind-controlled slave of the CIA, used then discarded, which he has to be to be the hero in this particular twisted logic paradigm.
The Bourne-type mind-control assassin programming goes hard throughout the levels, as in example of the 17-year-old Nikita Casap, yet another unsuccessful President Trump assassinator (that makes a total of five known perps so far), who killed his parents as part of his plan to overthrow the US Government. The name 'Nikita Casap' anagrams to CAPTAIN ISAK and CIA PAKISTAN, which should interest certain circles, as should certain MI5 unpleasantness in the UK, and we posit that the same Nikita Casap is another in the long line of unstable/warped individuals goaded on by state actors to commit crimes for the benefit of the state, the closer ones to foment a UK civil war explosion whose debris will settle into a martial law mush.
Nikita Casap bears a remarkable resemblance to Isaac Croner, leader of the child cereal killer religious cult that worships the blood-demanding deity known as "He Who Walks Behind the Rows". Surely in plot-link to the ultimate folk-horror film The Wicker Man (1973), the Stephen King adaptation trip Children of the Corn (1984) delineates Isaac Croner's cultoids ritually sacrificing all adults of the town of Gatlin in Nebraska plus two outsiders, in an attempt to secure a future successful harvest after the current crop had failed.
Nikita Casap was allegedly influenced by the seductive glamour allures of the ever-evolving numinous sinister esoteric philosophy of the Order of Nine Angles - a much misunderstood organisation that vehemently stands against the "Magian", "Nazarene" and other "mundanes" - and Nikita Casap's phone allegedly contained "praise" for Adolf "Mein Kampf" Hitler, who, as some do attest, is still alive on the astral plane, issuing orders, as the centrum arcarnum of the Black Lodge,[3] and adjunct to this, that there is Führerbunker underneath Antarctica.
By the A1Z26 Cipher: NIKITA CASAP = 104 = LORD SATAN = SIX SIX [6×6 = 36. 36+35+34+33 down to +1 equals 666] = MONSTER = REPTILES [reptilian aliens] = BIG BROTHER = THE HIDDEN HAND. ISAAC CRONER = 106 = HEIL HITLER = MONOLITH [the tutelary alien device from 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968)] = NUCLEAR BOMB. 104+106 = 110. 110 = ADOLF HITLER, an 11-lettered name; disregard the zero of 110 and it is 11, a glyph of the twin pillars at the entrance of the Mystery School. Also: 110 = APOLLYON = ASHTAROTH = STARSEEDS = PSYOPS = IM A BLACK STAR. Adolf Hitler probably escaped to Argentina. If this is nonsense why did the FBI and the CIA take it so seriously? Keep an eye on Argentinian President Javier Milei exposing the post-WWII Nazi ratlines.
Whether control freak or freedom lover, much is revealed by the energy signatures, in skies in eyes in every place I know. Remember that the President or pod have all seen and are haunted by the US President John F. Kennedy public ritual assassination of 1963 and the mass uprising of the workers and military who overthrew and executed the corrupt Romanian Communist dictator Nicolae Ceausescu and his wife Elena live on TV on Christmas Day 1989, after 24 years of brutal repressive rule. They know we know they know there are always more of us than them, and far more quality revolutionaries in the witchcraft occult and black magic devilry strongholds. Captain Dunk lives and Barbie wants you weirdly. Starving multi-millions still unfed as cheap fat prostitutes are giving head.
You are not you. There's a known known that there's no there there. Influencer missionaries getting into your mind from satellite television (you think something then the TV says something connected or the newsreaders blink in Morse Code), seemingly no motivations, cruising for anything sex in the dark web afterwards, deepthroating psyops, their puppet strings pulled in bombastic bondage, porning the overdope, directed masturbations, their faces resembling what Tony Blair saw when he looked into the back of a tablespoon in 1983, complaining about not being able to manipulate her false eyelashes (Interconnected Psychometers, a very harsh program). If only the winners could walk down a decent corridor crying then repent on a ladder, for today's overall control currency is paedophilia for ceremony and blackmail, ergo the Kinsey Kink and the Kentler Experiment, the Zulock Horrors and other adoption abusers, plus the Beastie House. No-one gives them permission to do this. They permit themselves.
The signs and omens are presenting themselves as a supernatural warning to those who have eyes that see. The terrible death of a four-year-old boy when a gravestone fell on him in Rawtenstall Cemetery in July 2025. RAWTENSTALL anagrams to LET SATAN RWL [rule]. And the priestly paedophiles and doctor perverts continue beyond time.
This is a scandal this. The whole structure bent as f. Three-tier freedom. One big crime con. No-go zones in the capital city London. Daleks on the prowl in context. Long blood feast weekends. Tinpot dictators in power with their foils and minions up against cowards obeying the puppets, kissing rings, taking the piss of the peoples. Untouchable predator network of countrywide abuse dens living on the taxpayer's teat. A disgusting disaster. The opposition all talk no action pathetic. Verbal diarrhoea without providing an answer as dissidents harassed by horizon radar or Havana Syndrome beams, weaponised chemtrail or other weather mods, even germ gas.
The top-down inculcated aspiration is kleptocracy, aping the knuckle-dragging brutes they so decry, wanking into legal loopholes. All Right Jack rife. More and more man and woman people on the shadow, hate incidents spiral, embracing the mushroom murders and the feckless FUBARs' rank hypocrisy. Queer Theory. Local Authority. Intolerance Advocacy. Fuck You Wannabe. PIG protocol possibility. Chain radar democracy. Banana with a cream that's swallowing. Special Dimwits unconcerned, assaulted by poisoned Botox jabs, adulterated vapes, Frankenstein food or literal shit water. (Even premature babies are injected with an ANTIBODY 'vaccine'.)
Scanning the psycho-storm reports Russian guillemets and Chinese payphones make the sum suspicious, as does the insidious UK Government clank propaganda with its industrial IP Address, the official watchdogs looking the other way whilst masturbating to the satyr plays.[4] In-shock reports deleted or censored. Nuclear briefcases chained to the wrist. Rise of the killer SuperSoldier, way beyond 'conventional' Special Forces. Darker than dark black ops. Demonic possession increase surge. Satan and Lucifer over the top.
Can stand it. Tribe Thinking Class has nothing left to lose. We shall not be conquered. We shall not complain. Forget Planet X, because something very real is coming, the "Comet 3I/Atlas" (Alien Probe). The A1Z26 Cipher reveals that: 3IATLAS = 65 = SHAMBHALA = XANADU = ICE WALL = EGO DEATH. Watch the skies, for the stars shall soon be right. Already the dawn chorus is revealing the necessary as Venus rises in the East.
ENDNOTES
[1] This is further explained in Anton Szandor LaVey, The Satanic Rituals. Avon Books, 1972, 'The Unknown Known' chapter, pp.219-220.
[2] Arthur Machen, 'The Red Hand' (1895) in The House of Souls (E. Grant Richards, 1906) and 'The Novel of the Black Seal' in The Three Imposters (The Bodley Head, 1895). Also HP Lovecraft, 'The Whisperer in Darkness' (Weird Tales, August 1931). And Robert E. Howard, 'The Black Stone' (Weird Tales, 1931), 'People of the Dark' (Strange Tales, June 1932), 'Worms of the Earth' (Weird Tales, November 1932).
[3] Not the 'fictional' Black Lodge of the TV series Twin Peaks, but the Black Lodge behind the supposedly 'fictitious' Vril Society, whose naked, long-haired antenna Vril Maidens channelled advanced UFO technology blueprints from the stars then persuaded a UFO to land for the Germans in the 1920s.
[4] Cyclops by Euripides (circa 408 BC) and the fragmentry Ichneutae by Sophocles (circa 470-405 BC).