Desperation from the Mason
Monday 25th September
It’s all just a little desperate.Well, it’s a complete shambles. I supposed when you’re a freemason who has broken your oaths, and you’re terrified of being found out, I guess you must be pretty terrified. After all, as a freemason, you’ll well know that this club is psychopathic, and those at the helm don’t look too kindly on brethren who betray their secrets and mysteries.
Last week, I wrote that all Richard wants to do, all that he can do, is drive his vehicles at me at high speed. So what do you think this freemason did today when I left work? Yep, no great brain work required here. It’s all quite predictable.
Such is their desperation, you can see that they could barely wait for me to leave work to start harassing and torturing. Prior to this I’d been in a meeting, working on different things for the school where I work. I’d been working out budgets, costings, etc. In the morning, I had a small class and enjoyed working with my students. It was pretty good at work, in fact. When I left work, this is what awaited me. After six years, we all knew it was coming.
I really feel for Richard sometimes. I know he’s a freemason, but remember those in the club have been deceived themselves. I also know he’s a paedophile – why else is he going to all this effort? For justice? Don’t be ridiculous, just look at the state of him. A complete mess. And he must be really scared to be doing this to me – an English teacher and a writer. All of this is really an expression of his fear – fear for breaking his oaths, I guess.
This evening, I wrote a little – another book about the harassment and torture from 2022. I then started to read more about freemasonry, and you can predict what happened…
I was reading a book by Juri Lina, about freemasonry, and I decided to post what I was reading when they sent that police car:
So they sent the police car around the block and it came past again…
So I posted this, which is what I was reading at the time…
It’s kind of shameless, isn’t it? They don’t even hide the fact they’re freemasons. They never have. That’s been their problem. From day one, Richard seemed to think it was OK to use his freemasonry knowledge, all the stuff he showed me that can be done with the mind – things they learn in their club, which are kept hidden from us. Subsequently, he began fabricating evidence to cover the whole thing up. Over six years later, here we are. And there they are. It’s not a question of will they be found out? They’ve already been found out. And, yet, I feel a degree of sympathy with Richard. I know he tortures me, and he’s even tried to take my life, and he’s done horrendous things to other people, but let’s face it, he must be petrified to be doing all this.
Those oaths he’s broken are pretty sick, and believe me, there’s nothing worse for masons than one of their own breaking those oaths. I bet he lives in a state of fear. For all his bravado and machoism, this alpha-male must be terrified to be doing all this to an English teacher.
I read about William Morgan yesterday. He was a Mason who in 1829 decided to go against the club. He reached the higher levels of this depraved secret society, and he worked out what it was all about. He went on a mission to warn others about the dangers of masonry. His brethren searched for him and didn’t take too kindly to him breaking his oaths of obedience. He ended up in the river Niagara. Interestingly enough, there was a backlash against masonry at this time, as many people were horrified at what happened to Morgan.
Good on Morgan for speaking the truth. Good on anyone who speaks the truth. In this world, where people like Richard gives the orders, it’s not easy telling the truth. Thankfully, some of us have courage, and we’re not all cowards. Speaking the truth is a duty, after all. How ironic, that I’m the one who’s trying to bring this out, while Richard and the brethren try to keep it covered up. For how much longer can they keep this hidden? Who knows? He’ll just go on doing the same that he’s been always doing – torturing. That also tells you something significant about freemasonry.
That’s it for another day. And tomorrow will be the same with these freemasons. Thank God for my work, for my students and colleagues. And thank God I can write. I dread to think what would have become of me had I neither worked or been able to write. I wonder what has happened to others whose these “counter-terror officers” have encountered.