How many victims?


July 3rd 2024

It’s a valid question. I can’t be the only person who these people have fabricated evidence against. And neither can I be the only person who they’ve tortured.

If satan had a pet, it’d be called Richard. 

Nothing changes with this psychopath in charge. It can’t change. He can’t risk this coming out, so he’s left with his torture program, which is his only hope, so it seems to me. I guess his plan is to just keep torturing and hope that I’ll eventually drop dead. And who knows, maybe I will. Headaches, body aches, fatigue, exhaustion, and so on… This is what torture does to you, and this is why they do it. Personally, I’d call it a slow death. Someone on social media called it the ‘silent dagger’.

I don’t know how much I’ve written about torture and Richard being a murderer, but it just goes on. He was in a mess yesterday.

You can always tell when this freemason’s head is messed up – the desperation is usually more obvious. I mean, this is when I joined the M25 at 07:02. He couldn’t control himself. Can’t cope, can he? Just look at him. Keeping the kids safe? Preventing a terrorist attack? This is Richard all over. 

The psychopath has no regard for life. Never mind me, but what about the other motorists? No, they’re not important to this freemason, because he’s got a club to protect, and that’s paramount. 

That precious club means so much to him, doesn’t it? Everything he does, all his actions, his thought processes, everything guided by freemasonry. Maybe the day will come when he actually does his job with honesty and integrity, but don’t hold your breath. 

I’ve never known a psychopath – certainly not one like Richard. He’s pretty unique, isn’t he? In fact, that whole masonic gang are something ‘special’. From the day I met in them in July 2017, when they started showing me things about themselves and that rancid cult of theirs, I always knew that these people were rotten. Don’t get me wrong, they’re human beings and I’m sure they have their positive attributes, but I just seemed to instinctively know that these people were something else. 

A shock so it was for a writer and English teacher to bump into freemasons working in MI5. It was a first. And what an experience it’s been. Ever since they met me, I’ve been the centre of their working life. I have become their life. They work because of me. Not because of terrorism, or justice, but because they need to cover up everything they did in 2017. And as we can see, the cover up isn’t going well. Yet, they’re trapped, unable to do anything, other than the same thing, day after day. 

It must be so frustrating because they’re MI5 and they have all this power, and all they can do is drive emergency vehicles at me like this. That’s their life. Far from foiling terrorist attacks, they spend their days sitting outside the workplace of an English teacher, while he’s teaching. Then they sit outside his home while he writes about them. 

If anyone wants to know why you shouldn’t roll up your trouser leg and join the cult, then take a look at these freemasons. 

Free? They don’t look free to me. 

The life of Psycho is something else. Maybe in the future they’ll make films about him. I’ve written enough books. Maybe they’ll do a stage production and put it on in the West End. 

Look what arrived yesterday…

It makes me laugh when I see the cover. So much for being a secret society. In this play, I’ve included all three initiation ceremonies from the blue lodges, the first three degrees. 

Today was the same. When I left work Psycho put his sirens on. Even at work he puts his sirens on. When I got to work he puts his sirens on. This is his job. I don’t think it’s why he joined MI5, but this is all he does during the day. Interestingly enough, he always puts his sirens on as I leave work. It’s interesting because I wonder how he knows when I leave work. Sometimes, I’m just getting ready to leave, and he seems to know the exact time. I leave at different times, but this freemason always knows exactly when because he puts his sirens on whenever I’m getting ready to leave. How does he know? I wonder. 

He used to do the same thing when I was teaching. He would wait for me to start teaching then put his sirens on, but I would start teaching at different times, yet he always knew exactly when. 

Anyway, guess what happened as I left work, well, Richard did his work…

Here he is, showing us what he is. I don’t know what he really is, but maybe one day we’ll all find out. 

I wasn’t even driving, so I was free to post on social media. This made him angry (oh, there’s a surprise! Richard gets angry! What a shock!).

This really silenced me.  MI5? It’s just so amazing. What did they think? That this would solve all their problems? Useless, aren’t they? But remember, freemasonry… It’s all about The Club. 

Total lune. Nutjob. Fruitcake. Preventing a terrorist attack? This is just so embarrassing. It takes nothing to wind him up. Of course it doesn’t. He’s a psychopath with an ego the size of the universe. Evidently he couldn’t cope as I went on telling everyone he’s a paedophile, a freemason, someone who tortures, and is more than likely a murderer. Of course he did nothing – oh, other than drive around with his ambulances. 

Yep, that’ll do it. It’s worked all the other times, didn’t it? I even wrote it on social media, and then he did it.  It’s all he can do. His one method: torture. That’s all he knows. It’s what he does. Torturing an innocent person is nothing for this psychopath. I don’t know, but maybe all these rituals he’s been in have really got to him. He seems to think he’s Satan or Lucifer. 

Just another day for both me and these sorry freemasons. The difference is that I made a difference to people’s lives, and it was a positive difference. 

Anyway, headaches, body aches, pain, and so on… When you know that someone is trying to kill you, someone in MI5, a freemason, because you know all these things about him and his club, after a while, you tend not to care so much. The deterioration in my health is deliberate. It’s what the psychopath wants. But truly, I have to speak out about what I know – not just the stuff about the mind, but the other stuff that Richard wants to hide. His dirty little secret – though it’s not so secret anymore, I keep telling everyone he’s a paedo. To me, it couldn’t be any more obvious. Who do you believe? Me or him? It’s a no brainer. There’s only one of us telling the truth, and it’s not the one who tortures. 

Would you trust him? A man who tortures people? 

Anyway, just some thoughts from today.