Documenting from Scotland the rise of the One World King; the "masonic" Sun God.

Tuesday, 14 April 2015

Dunblane, Marilyn Manson, 911, rituals

Sometimes I dip my toe into places I am not sure I really want to go.

I remarked on the untimely death of the press photographer, Gordon Jack, aged 47, who was covering Dunblane massacre survivor Andy Murray's wedding in my last post; he fell and hit his head on a gravestone at Dunblane Cathedral the day before the wedding, passing away the afternoon of the ceremony.

Yesterday's Daily Record reproduced a "few of his great shots" in his honour, in actual fact there were a total of twelve, ranging from Robbie Williams to Gordon Brown. Another from the chosen dozen was the image up top, it is of a boy called Luke Mitchell together with his mother, at the graveside of his girlfriend Jodi Jones. Some might consider the image to be a breach of their privacy.

Jodi was found murdered on 30/06/03 in Easthouses, Dalkeith, Midlothian. Her body was mutilated in a similar manner to that of the Black Dahlia murder in 1947. Apparently, Marilyn Manson took a great interest in the latter. Mitchell was, allegedly, a great fan of Manson which is partly, it appears, the reason he was convicted. Mitchell later was convicted of Jodi's murder and sentenced to 20 years imprisonment on 11th February 2005. Mitchell later appealed, this was refused on 2/2/11. wiki - Murder of Jodi Jones. Allegedly, many learned-individuals in the legal system believe Mitchell to be innocent of the murder.

Back in March last year I penned Marilyn Manson, Magick, Jodi Jones and the Clutha, noting therein Manson's preoccupation with James Shelby Downard's KK33 re the JFK assassination (a text on the sidebar which deals with twilight symbology and alchemy) and the fact that when the police helicopter crashed into the Clutha bar at exactly 22.22, it was allegedly returning from the aforementioned Easthouses area. Curiously, Marilyn Manson had played a concert in Glasgow exactly a year and a day prior to the Clutha disaster, in very close proximity. As I noted then, a year and a day has some merit in magickal circles.

Back in December last year I penned Mirrors, noting therein that the Glasgow refuse truck "disaster"  happened exactly 1221 days after the filming of a similar scene in the same locality for the movie World War Z. One might suggest that 1221 is a mirror of the number 12.

It's exactly 11 years, 9 months, and 11 days between Jodi's potentially sacrificial murder and the death of Gordon Jack. (here)


Sunday, 12 April 2015

Growing pains

From my February post, Bride of Frankenstein, re the choice of 11th April as a date for Dunblane massacre survivor, Andy Murray's wedding :

It seems, to me, a rather ominous date to choose, the 101st day of the year...

Remember that Andy was at Dunblane Primary on the date of  "Thomas Hamilton's" massacre. He "escaped" by hiding in the headmaster's office.

During the legal enquiry into the massacre, Knight of the Thistle, Lord Cullen, allegedly received an anonymous letter. It was dated 11th April 1996 and stated...

From the Independent dated 12th April 1996: "The Dunblane primary school gym where Thomas Hamilton massacred 16 children and their teacher was demolished yesterday. No more than a pile of rubble remains on the spot"...

The allegedly Biblical Stone of Destiny, after it's repatriation by law students on Christmas Day 1950 from Westminster, was missing for a few months before, on the 11th April 1951...

From my March post:  Blood, sweat and tears

There's a couple of standing stones within the Cathedral, one an old Pictish example which was found close by, the other a tribute to the children lost in the massacre...

Some people who follow the "ley line energy" theories, believe that statues and suchlike are not randomly placed, but rather they too have a strategic purpose.

From here
We saw hailstones on the mainly cloudy morning of  Andy Murray's wedding, but there was worse to come.

Well respected media photographer, Gordon Jack, the day before at the rehearsal, slipped and hit his head on a gravestone in the Cathedral grounds. Murray was only "feet away".  (here but everywhere)

He died in hospital, on 11/4,  just after the ceremony concluded. He was aged 47.


Wednesday, 1 April 2015

Five and the Baker's Dozen

It's 11th April and George, Julian, Dick and Anne are working in their mother's shop in leafy Hampstead.  Timmy the Dog is at home miserable, he is not allowed in the fancy-cake outlet due to health and safety legislation. It's been a couple of months since their 11th February visit to Lamb Island and, as they faithfully promised one another, they have told no-one about the beastly satanic ritual they witnessed there. Inside, Anne still harbours slight fears that her mother is a satanist whilst Julian has spent many an hour hunched over Google, attempting to ascertain the truth of the matter.

The door opens, the bell rings, and in steps a grandmotherly type lady, well dressed, in her early sixties. A typical customer in this establishment. Dick goes to the counter, "Morning Madam, how may I help". I'd like to order one of your glorious cakes" smiles the woman. "Certainly", nods Dick, obligingly, "I'll just get the details". "I'd  like a devil cake , enough for thirteen, and I'd like it specially decorated. I won't require it until 21st June".

"May I have your name please". "Of course, it's Belinda MacKenzie". "And the address please". "I'll just give you my work address, it's 85 Albert Embankment, SE1 7TP". "Fantastic" replies Dick, "enough for thirteen... and the decoration ?" . "Now" says the lady, slightly changing her tone of voice, "I am looking for an image of 12 animal-masked but naked humans, six of each gender, around the circumference, whilst in the centre could you put a naked goat/human hybrid". Dick blushes slightly and stammers "certainly Madam, that would be fine". Belinda leaves, whistling like a canary.

Dick is trembling as he returns to the back of the shop. "Guys, you wont believe this. I think it's more Jungian synchronicity. A lady has just come in and ordered a cake with what appears to be satanic decoration". Julian is suddenly interested and takes the laptop from George and Anne who are busy watching the Andy Murray Dunblane wedding mega-ritual, which is on the 19th anniversary of the demolition of the school "massacre" gymnasium and the anonymous letter to Lord Cullen alleging masonic involvement in the matter. He takes the order slip from Dick and begins Googling.

"Goodness Gracious !", Julian nearly knocks his latte over. "This Belinda MacKenzie has some form. It appears she is well connected with MI5, bogus charities, and all sorts of malarkey. She was one of the baying mob that were standing outside our church calling the arriving congregation baby eaters and devil worshippers. Look, the address she has given is MI5's headquarters". He types some more then exclaims "I wonder if she is behind this: people are being asked to donate money to help the fight against satanic ritual abuse and in return they receive harrowing recordings of child abuse victims recite their torture. It's possible too that she's acquainted with Christine Anne Sands, she's an alleged FBI agent who has also been prominent in the satanic scandal".

"Let's just cancel the order" Anne whispers, tearfully. "We can't" says George. "There's that recent court case still hanging from 30/3 in Ireland, where the Christian proprietors of an Ashers bakery were taken to court for refusing to decorate a cake promoting same sex marriage. The challenge to their decision was brought by the Equality Commission who funded costs up to a maximum of £33,000". "Gosh" says Anne, "£33,000; I wonder where they plucked that figure from". (here)

Just then the door opens and the bell rings. It's their Mother - Julian quickly closes the laptop. "Hello darlings" she beams, "how are things". "It's been quiet" relates Dick, "only two orders". He hands the slips to her. She looks and then, secretly composing herself, states "Why don't you all head home, it's time for Timmy's walk and you know how he likes his routine". The four leave and Mother makes herself a large espresso and an even larger gin and tonic. She looks again at the slip. She did a bit digging back at the beginning and knows of Belinda, albeit she can only assume her motives for requiring a cake decorated in this manner for the longest, sun drenched, day of the year.

She gets up and turns on the T.V. The BBC are streaming Andy's wedding live. Suddenly there's a newsflash. Kate has given birth to a little sister for George; baby Alice. William will be pleased.


Sunday, 29 March 2015

The Centaur Spot

 Up in the North East of Scotland sits the Findhorn Foundation, originally formed by various individuals, some of whom believed they could contact extraterrestrials via telepathy. They grew "giant" vegetables which they attributed to "deva benevolence", subscribed to the works of Steiner and Alice Bailey, and generally dabbled in the occult.  Note that deva translates to nature spirit.

A major influence on one of the founders, a Rosicrucian named Peter Caddy, was Robert Ogilvie Crombie, a scientist and writer born in Edinburgh in 1899. Today's Daily Record tells of how Robert, prior to the birth of Findhorn, met a faun called Kurmos in Edinburgh's Royal Botanic Garden, then was introduced to a magical spirit called Pan with subsequent meetings with otherworld entities including  a centaur :

Crombie says he was welcomed into a world of mystical creatures, including fairies, and he reported their conversations at length.

In one encounter with Pan, he said they talked about people being jealous of his abilities.
Pan is reported to have told him: “Communicating with my subjects is not a garden game for the odd half-hour when there is nothing better to do. It is of vital importance for the  survival of mankind.

“Unless humanity comes to realise the dangerous stupidity of outraging nature and stops the ever-increasing rate of pollution it will ultimately destroy itself

Paranormal "experts" are set to descend upon the gardens over the next two weeks in order to try to explain Robert's experiences and check for "strange energies" by means of dowsing, something I wrote about very recently.

Occultist Aleister Crowley was fond of Scotland and her "energies", he considered Boleskine a focal point for the "new" Age.

Prince Charles is a keen gardener and oft follows the biodynamic, Steiner influenced, method of practice. One might even suggest he has communicated with Ogilvie's Pan or one of his descendants. Certainly we know that Peter Caddy's wife, Eileen, a co-founder of the "Vatican of the New Age" as Findhorn is also known, has received an MBE from Charles' mother.

Before the Botanical Gardens moved to their current location they were based at Holyrood, close to the Royal Palace, the chapel and the modern Scottish Parliament. One wonders if energies abound there too.

Prior to the establishment of the Royal Botanical Gardens, there was most likely another in Edinburgh - "one of the earliest in the United Kingdom" - on the site of Heriots Hospital (here). It could well be that plants were propagated from that source initially, to stock the new Royal one.

Kabbalism along with alchemy (Hermetic
Art) is an important part of Masonic sorcery.
In the science of symbolism the pentagram is called
'holy and mysterious'. If the pentagram has one
point up it is representative of the good principle
(Yetzer ha-Tov), if it has two points up it indicates
the sinister principle (Yetzer ha-Ra).

Heriots Hospital, which opened on the 11th April 1659 (see here for more on that highly auspicious 101st day of the year) is now George Heriots School. Some claim that J.K. Rowling based "her" Hogwarts School on it. I wrote more about it in Magical Scotland, including that when the group Oasis visited Edinburgh, Liam went to a bar named after royal goldsmith Heriot and described the city as ""Beautiful, amazing, f****** biblical, in fact. Words can't explain it..."

Wolfish, six toed Liam's "symbolic" "Pretty Green" "clothing"

Next door to Heriots is Greyfriars, where the Covenanters - the Presbyterian "enemies" of the Catholic supporting Jacobites, who took their name from the Biblical covenant sworn by Israel in the Old Testament and nothing to do with a witches' coven - signed their declaration in 1638 in front of the pulpit. 41 years later, 1200 Covenanters were imprisoned in the kirkyard pending trial. From wiki, History of the Jews in Scotland:

Reverence for the tenets of Judaism was a hallmark of 17th century fundamentalist Protestant thinking when the National Covenant of 1638 seemed to set the seal on the belief that by returning to the "true religion" at the Reformation the Scots had become a chosen people.

Scotland, whom our Lord took off the dunghill and out of hell and made a fair bride to Himself... He will embrace both [of] us, the little young sister, and the elder sister, the Church of the Jews. (Rev. Samuel Rutherford)

Greyfriars is most popular with tourists, due to both the Bobby-dog story and recently, the Harry Potter stories. Some Potterites believe a gravestone there for a Thomas Riddell is the inspiration for Rowling's Lord Voltermort. One wonders if all these visitors effect any unseen "energies".

Alternative historian and eccentric,  Comyns Beaumont, claimed in his 1947 book, Britain; The Key to World History, that Edinburgh was the Biblical Jerusalem. (here) 
The (freemasonic) Grand Lodge of Scotland notes that Edinburgh's New Town is allegedly structured on the same pi related esoteric principles as the Temple of Solomon and the Great Pyramid.

Comyns utilsed the image below in his aforementioned book. It shows Edinburgh Castle, which today contains the alleged Stone of Destiny, from Greyfriars Churchyard. It's on that very stone that Prince William will kick off in his role as world King.


Saturday, 28 March 2015

Soap on a rope

“There are … indeed so many instances of the consecration of the number that it would exceed the limits of this volume to record them” (Albert Mackey, Lexicon of Freemasonry, entry for “Three.”)

Soap - allegedly made from the fat of Jews (here)

I noted back in January - Tricks of the Trade - that a court hearing was scheduled for yesterday, 27/3, in respect of a legal challenge to the Lockerbie (21/12) legal conviction of Megrahi. The ritual was held, not much happened, a further hearing is to be conducted at a yet undecided date. There were 270 deaths in the incident. From my post :

27/3 will be the seventh anniversary of an "unprecedented" police raid in Finsbury Park, London, where 1122 police carried out a military style raid on various premises believed to be utilised for criminality. The same day, then Prime Minister, Gordon Brown, met his French counterpart, Sarkozy, very close by to discuss joint military strategy and education for the Africans.

Yesterday saw some other events transpire.

As we wait for the imminent publication of Prince Charles' potentially deadly, fleur-de-lis adorned, 27 "black spider" letters, he popped up in yesterday's mail on line promoting the global environmental event, Earth Hour; in the process displaying a fresh image of himself and adorable grandson George. From the Independent earlier this month, George Galloway: skip Prince Charles and hand the crown straight to William :

But I caution you now, we really would be better to miss out Charles and go to the next one down because I promise you, if Charles becomes King, the republican feeling in Britain will swiftly rise, because he actually interferes in democracy, constantly and we’re not allowed to see the letters that he has written.

Galloway greets Glencoe loving Savile
Galloway meets Lamb Island loving Geller

We saw Prince William and imminently due but wafer thin Kate visit the Stephen Lawrence institute where Wills commented, most aptly, that he was fond of shepherd's pie. There is no place for racism in today's multi-cultural, everyone-the-same society. The black James Bond controversy - BBC News
Heinz merged with Kraft this week, it's all coming together
Meanwhile, same day up at Rosslyn (here) another William was starring. Helen, Countess of Rosslyn – whose husband ­Peter St Clair-Erskine, 7th Earl of Rosslyn inherited the chapel made infamous by Dan Brown - has written a children's book detailing the conservation and restoration of the chapel through the eyes of a cat called William :

In the story William is alerted to the leaking roof by one of the angel carvings and then has to find a way of warning people,” she said. 

“In essence it is a way of describing the big problem we faced when my husband inherited the chapel in the early 1980s."

“The roof was leaking and it was deteriorating quite quickly. The stone became saturated and began flaking away so we had to put a big canopy over the roof while we began fundraising. 

Thus we perhaps see a pattern unfolding. The date 27/3, given that 27 is 3x3x3, is fairly symbolic to some. Prince Charles' 27 black spider letters could well be deadly to him in the grand scheme of things. Whilst Rosslyn's William the Cat could be seen as symbolic of a bigger picture too, given that Charles is correct about his environmental concerns, that humans are trashing the planet, and that we live in the, surely engineered, "Days of Noah". William apparently shares his father's shepherding sentiments. 


Monday, 23 March 2015

Five blow their minds on Lamb Island

It's the 11th of February 2015 and George, Julian, Anne and Dick - not forgetting Timmy the Dog - are at London's Waterloo station, enroute Edinburgh. Their mother has been taken poorly, thus they have been shipped up from Hampstead to their Uncle Jimmy's abode for a few days.

As they board the train they barely notice the unusual chap in the corner seat playing with spoons and take their own allocated seats further down the carriage. With no time wasted they open the large wicker picnic hamper and gaze inside. "Goodness gracious" says Dick, "Mother has done us proud". "Gosh" exclaimed George, "why, there's a fresh tiger loaf, sliced Edam, tomatoes, cucumber, peppers, biscuits, a Victoria sponge and lashings of ginger beer to wash it down". "Yum" say Julian and Anne together. "Woof" exclaims Timmy, eyeing up the biscuits. The five make quick work of their brunch.

It's a fairly long journey but Julian makes time fly, reading on his laptop.

Eventually  the train pulls into Waverley and the five disembark. The "spoon man" is taking photographs of the station's clock. "Taxi" shouts Anne, and the five jump in. "Just keep that mutt off my seats" says the driver. "Silverknowes please" says George. As they leave they glance up at the Balmoral Hotel. "That's where JK Rowling finished her Harry Potter series states Julian: "She signed a bust of Hermes to commemorate the event". "Truly magickal".

After some twenty minutes they arrive at Uncle Jimmy's. He welcomes them in, they stash their bags and head for the sea-side. "What's that island" remarks Dick. "Why it's Lamb Island" says Julian. "Some people believe that returning Egyptian princess Scota stopped there, en route from Egypt, and buried treasure. Apparently, she also had the Stone of Destiny with her. Scotland is named after her. Some people think that the Stone is Biblical  Jacob's pillow stone, the one he had the dream about the stairway to heaven on". "Lets go over" encourages Dick, "look, there's a little boat, we could borrow that". Timmy "woofs"; he likes boats.

The island was hard to get to. It's sides were steep; it's harbours non existent, however they made it, perhaps due to the boy's sailing lessons at Christchurch School.  Curiously, and what will soon transpire to be ominously, there appeared to be a path, fairly well treaded.

"Almost there" yells George, as she reaches the top of the path. Then she retches: "don't come nearer", diced carrots.  George has looked over the top. Julian sprints to the peak, George is boaking. "Don't look" she barbles, her throat burning with tiger loaf vomit. Julian looks anyway. A dead baby lies on an alter, surrounded by what looks like a shell triangle, itself within a circle. Julian is shocked but moves closer. It seems that that the shells are not shells, but rather pieces of babies skulls. "We better get out of here" exclaims Julian. The five rush back to the boat.

Back at Uncle Jimmy's Julian is busy on the laptop. "Found it" - the others rush over. "It's a Satanic ritual it appears, but what's worse, look what's top when I google that phrase". Anne begins to cry, "No, surely no, a satanic child abuse ring in Hampstead and Mother is one of the participants. No wonder she has sent us away". "It must be a mistake" says Dick reassuringly, "I'll bet it's got something to do with her weirdo yoga teacher and her even weirder boyfriend, the one that drinks the green juice bare chested at the school gates". George interrupts "Maybe there's a reason we are here, just like in all our previous adventures. We must go back to the island, it's potential Jungian synchronicity".

The next morning at first light the five row over. They tred the same path but hear voices in the distance. They crawl on their bellies to the top of the hill and observe 4 figures, two men and two women, together with a goat. All are wearing pink skin slippers and are involved in an act too sordid to recite in  a children's short story. Dick whispers to Anne, "That tall chap, I have seen him before, he was on the train yesterday fiddling with spoons". The five again return to the boat and the mainland.

Julian is doing some digging. "This rabbit hole goes deep", he announces, "and I think I have perhaps identified two of the participants. A blogger heavily involved with Mother's scandal called Sabine K MacNeill apparently went into exile yesterday, whilst the owner of the island is a chap called Uri Geller - a renouned mystic, spoon bender and CIA asset with a penchance for the numerical sequence eleven eleven. That's why 11/2 is important to him, he bought the island on that date some years ago". Dick rushes over "That's him alright, the man from the train with the spoons". They all go quiet for a while then George pipes up "Maybe the people who are promoting the Satanic ritual abuse at Hampstead are actually  Satanic abusers". "Could be" says Dick, " and there could be well be others in high positions of power so let's just keep quiet about what we have uncovered for the moment. If they are Satanists it's likely they will carry out a ritual at Hampstead, perhaps something Voodoo related like getting their supporters to send deformed children's toy dolls smothered in lipstick to the area."

On the train home Dick again wastes no time opening the hamper. "Gosh, Uncle Jimmy has done us proud. Look, there's bridies, Scotch pies and sausage rolls with lashings of Irn Bru". "I must say", says George, "I do love Irn Bru, it's the closest thing to gold".
Timmy wags his tail, he loves pies, although pork are his favourite.



Saturday, 21 March 2015

Blood, sweat and tears...

Many many moons ago I worked in the grounds of a large and imposing Jacobean mansion house in a part time general gardening capacity. There was an energy about the place and the wealthy owners, who moved in high circles, were extremely decent people. I liked it there. One morning the gentleman of the house approached and directed me to a marker on the ground close to the house. My instructions were to dig a foot diameter hole, some three deep, and most importantly, "not to deviate a fraction from the position of the marker".

It was a fairly arduous task, compounded by the fact that beneath the ground there were more rocks than would be normal; tight fitting rocks. However, I completed the job and later that morning a chap arrived with a standing stone which a group of us lifted, placed into the ground, then backfilled and compacted - job done. It was only later that I established that the owners had in fact dowsed the area before selecting the site - apparently ley lines, with their alleged potential "energy", converged upon that particular spot and the "standing stone" would somehow harness and contain the presumably benevolent energies to the owner's benefit.

It transpired that all the garden layout had been dowsed both historically and presently (perhaps the tight fitting rocks were some sort of previous foundation).

A meteor photgraphed over "Crowley's" Loch Ness on the Ides of March

Last month I wrote about Andy Murray's forthcoming wedding at Dunblane, noting the potential occult significance of the date 11th April, tying it in with the Dunblane massacre, the Stone of Destiny, freemasonry, Aleister Crowley and 101. From Bride of Frankenstein :

During the legal enquiry into the massacre, Knight of the Thistle, Lord Cullen, allegedly received an anonymous letter. It was dated 11th April 1996 and stated :
"It is in the public interest that Lord Cullen be asked if he is a Freemason....

 From the Independent dated 12th April 1996: "The Dunblane primary school gym where Thomas Hamilton massacred 16 children and their teacher was demolished yesterday. No more than a pile of rubble remains on the spot"

This week we are told that the venue has changed; rather than the service being held in Andy's Cromlix Hotel, it has been moved to Dunblane's Cathedral. Apparently huge crowds of wellwishers are expected to converge on the town to view the events. One imagines there will be doses of positive energies floating about waiting to be harnessed.

There's a couple of standing stones within the Cathedral, one an old Pictish example which was found close by, the other a tribute to the children lost in the massacre.

Some people who follow the "ley line energy" theories, believe that statues and suchlike are not randomly placed, but rather they too have a strategic purpose. In my 2009 post - A sandwich full of nonsense, I noted how on the Autumn equinox, Donald Trump masks had been affixed to various Scottish iconic statues at the same time as Libyan leader Gadaffi had spoken at the United Nations. It was just after the release of alleged Lockerbie bomber, Megrahi, whilst Gadaffi had rented land in New York for the event, from Donald Trump.

I also have written about Harry Potter and it's relationship to Greyfriars churchyard in Edinburgh, a place already thronging with tourists in the summer given the  "Bobby dog" legend. Bobby's statue was one chosen for a Trump mask.

Last year on 22nd December we saw many  "dark energies" in the aftermath of the Glasgow refuse truck incident. I wrote about the 1221 number "coincidence" in relation to Brad Pitt's World War Z movie in my post Mirrors. This week it was announced that the legal enquiry into the tragedy will commence on 22nd July. (BBC News)

22nd July is 212 days after 22nd December. 22nd July is also the anniversary of "Breivik's" massacre, Prince George's birthday, and the alleged birthday of alleged Boston bomber Tsarnaev. It's also Pi day, because the fractional representation of square loving Pythagoras' theory is 22/7.  

Pythagoras and Glasgow Rangers; the Clutha and 11 11
Dave King took control of "orange" Rangers
11th April is 111 days after 22nd December if I include the end date in the calculation. It's also the 64th anniversary of the leaving of the Stone of Destiny at Arbroath Abbey after repatriation on Christmas Day by four law students. We learned of Andy's wedding on 6th February (see Frankenstein link above), some 64 days prior to 11th April.