Wednesday 21 October 2009

The beginning of the story as it happened.

I wanted to go visiting once, and I foolishly told one of the nurses, caring for my mother, who, then, when I was out of earshot, the nurses phoned the executor and told him, his wife and brother arrived, to find out where I was going, I refused to tell them, I went outside to wait for the taxi, which I had asked for, then the brother took one arm, as his wife took the other, and holding me upright, with both arms stretched out to both sides, started to walk me back up the drive, towards the family home, halfway there, the wife released an arm, which the brother grabbed instantly, as she had to unlock the back door, I sagged heavily, and screamed for help, but it made no difference, I found myself indoors again, with the brother blocking the door.I was called to the phone, so I went, with the brother following, after a chat, I handed the receiver to the wife, but the brother blocked the exit, keeping me in till the wife said to him," It’s okay, let her go”, whereupon he allowed me to slip past him and get away.

I THINK that this is the point when the executor told his wife that he would use the freemason network to keep track of me, I could go where I wished, BUT, the freemasons would be keeping an eye on me and reporting my movements back to the executor.

I am being harassed without proof, evidence or witnesses, so my reaction of irritation appears spontaneous, not as a result of being annoyed, as though I am acting alone, with no outside stimulus.

The first time, i did not know what I know now, and foolishly told the Social Work Department of the harassment, expecting to be believed, as I am not given to hallucinations or seeing things the way I want them to be, but as things ARE, but I was not believed, the harassment continued, and I continued reporting it, until the freemasons recieved unalterable confirmation that I would be taken away, so the harassment stopped there and then, two days later, I was committed to an institution, where another freemason tried to drown me in the bathtub, by pressing my shoulders down into the shallow water, if I had not had my arms at right angles to my body and using my skeletal structure, I would certainly have drowned!

The second time, I was where I am now, and crossing in front of a parked car to get to the local supermarket, I had just taken one step beyond the shelter of the parked car, when I suddenly felt a powerful shove to the middle of my chest, I thought I would fall over, but I just took one step back, to the shelter of the parked car, when another car suddenly shot out from behind the parked one, and sped past me at high speed, missing me by inches, basically, I was almost killed in a hit and run fatality, but something, I do not know what to this day, saved my life!

I THINK that the executor either wants the money my father left FOR ME, OR, he wants to prevent me telling my story.

I once travelled 600 miles away from where I am now, but, using the freemason connection, I was found within a few days and the harassment continued, I once went to Portmerion, and it happened there too, ON BOTH OCCASIONS I TOLD NO ONE WHERE I WAS GOING.

Saturday 17 October 2009

IN CASE OF EMERGENCY.

IN CASE OF EMERGENCY.

If anything should happen to me, I leave my suspicions :-

The chief suspect in my theories is the executor to my parents estate, he used to be my father's business associate, both companies trading under seperate names, who is an Introvert Bully, and Sociopath, as suggested by
http://www.bullyonline.org/ , who at first tried to have me silenced and controlled, by having me committed to a psychiatric hospital, where there would be no hope of my ever being listened to, never mind believed or taken seriously, and he tried to have me killed by drowning, when this failed, because I had learned the technique, he has others arrange what will appear to be an 'accident', but will have been engineered, resulting in my fatal demise, an attempt was made, by trying to have me the subject of a hit and run fatality, which failed, I therefore leave this record to be found by any officer of law, who might be reading this.

This is all factual, but it will only be realised when it is too late for me.

I therefore earnestly request that my story be told to the entire world, so that others, who are being similarly treated, will be alerted, and warned against complying with this man, mentioned above.

Thursday 15 October 2009

THE FULL VERSION.

FOR THE FULL VERSION OF THE STORY, PLEASE CLICK HERE.

Wednesday 14 October 2009

How did it start?

After I had watched my father die of a massive heart attack, I had to phone the company where he was intending to return to, the following day, and inform them of this, unfortunately, the executor was working in that same company and he just took over everything, not even giving me a chance to do anything at all.He had BUPA nurses arrive on a 24-hour basis, in what I believed was to look after my mother ONLY, who had Alzheimer's disease, BUT, I was not informed, that they were there to look after ME as well.

What happened next?

I didn't like this, so I did whatever I could to escape, I wanted to visit someone whom I thought was a friend, and I stupidly told the nurses about it, they told the executor and he then tried EVERYTHING HE COULD to keep me in the house, but eventually, I was ALLOWED to escape, and roamed the uk, with him trying to find me, all the while.

What was the worst moment?

When I was in the Salvation Army hostel, I was starving and had no money, I had to beg a busker for some of his own income, to allow me to eat!

Also, when I was in the hotel for the homeless, I was starving again, and again, had no money to buy my own food, and I had to beg the night porter for half his packed lunch, to let me have an evening meal, and, fortunately for me, he thereafter saved part of his lunch, for me, if and when I needed it!

What was the turning point?

I was in my lawyer's offices one day, on a totally different matter, because I had totally given up, and resigned myself, to living in the tower block, till the end of my days, when he suddenly said to me, and I will never forget this, "I am not supposed to tell you, but your Mum DID leave a Will", hope shot through me once again, and that sent me faxing around, trying to find it, which I eventually did, claimed my legal rights in it, and managed to legally escape to where I am now.

What advice would you give to others in a similar position?

Thoroughly check out the executor that you intend to put in charge of your children's affairs, unearth ANYTHING YOU CAN ABOUT HIM/HER!Go right back to his/her birth, if you have to, gut reactions or feelings about them are NOT ENOUGH, turn detective, get forms, documents, ANYTHING to confirm that they are who they say they are, also check whether they have a criminal history!

This is a very powerful position that you are considering, involving CONSIDERABLE trust, decide VERY CAREFULLY what you want the executor to be able to do, and if your children can look after themselves, ALLOW THEM TO DO SO, whatever the executor thinks about it, the executor CANNOT decide your children's future for them, NEITHER can he decide how much money they are to receive on a regular basis.