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I have plenty of talent and plenty to do and not to get caught up in Q posts,Q The deep grimy back stabbing state, duplicitous red and blue poli-ticks, and raise my consciousness to meet why I am here and who am I and not to be bothered in the blurry lines of mass media control, attached to mass pharma poisoning and mass intense food dumbing down programmes…rather to approach my life with my love for life, my keenness to express without who said what and when and to be truly authentic for my own safety and wellness…I do enjoy underground press, alternative media and other forms of inspirational narratives, but I do not stand by war mongers, deforesters, mass Pharma pushing, Mass Agri-intense destroyers of all creatures on this beautiful and rich biodiverse earth.IMG_1287

I do not stand by those who line their pockets by the blood and guts of children trafficking, exploitation of the masses through the media, and all things that ruin the land that we all come from. I am interested in harnessing my own wellbeing-ness by choosing what is right and what feels good, this being the sun, the wild and wonderful unpredictable weather, the way the elementals and seasons combine to grow up the food, the good unadulterated organic food, the seasonal and slow processing of growing and making, of knowing that the fruit in my jam this morning was picked by my own hand and made at home. To learn every day that it is a gift to be here. To appreciate what I have and NOT what I don’t. To keep working towards my greatest passions that are so embedded with my love for nature, that being little clods of grass in the verge at the edge of the road. That the flowers sprouting up in  a city wall, are miracles. That we humans are so befuddled and dragged down by all the so called exciting stuff out there to be conquered, over come, with the constant thinking I must get that in order to feel this. That that of which is outside of ourselves is all just an illusion.

I am here. I have made it. I have come from afar but close enough to recognise that this is paradise. I have felt the cold hand of homelessness, of hunger, of being not good enough by my parents and peers alike. I have felt ashamed at my growing up as my fathers words still are at the front of my thinking – you nearly lost me the farm. I am aware that my mother was a victim and it carried deep with in my own thinking a lot. I am yet also so happy that in a strange way I have had the stories that are deeply sparkling in my electrons and magnetic feels of embodiment and sharp synapses that snap and uncurl great enthusiastic balls of potential. That even though my father was extremely cruel on many levels I survived and I loved my father so so much. That every kind word was to be held deeply in my heart for ever. And when my mother was happy, smiling around her beloved horses, and dogs, like I today with my wonderful God Dog job, I think of her. How animals were her success and joy in her vibration. Both my parents gave me nature and all the sentients of this multi magical planet. The parts I play in getting to know who Am I today, are that I recognise that taking mind altering foods and drinks do not work, that my own self reflections are based in the fear and love of making my own amends with and without others.

I have to say that things are unfolding fast and that I was initially going to write about my observations in Trumpism, I’ve been so enthralled with his narrative & as is to ask is Trump a troll for the New World Order and all the Deep state horrors or is he motivated to actually draining that stinky duplistic swamp? 

And so I travelled down another rabbit hole that left me feeling very discombobulated, appalled and reeling that the deep state is foul, anti Mother Earth, and all sentient vibrations whilst low sucking lower archaic and archonic blood chi energy rely on other things trying to control through unconsciousness as their false gods attach insanely to great harvesting of humanity. Erghhhh get me away from that fourth dimension!

That we know deep down, in our bellies that the world is not what we think or seem to think. Many of my own feelings have been split in two. 

Trumps Deep State

The Swamp of cloak and daggers, skull duggery, msm dualistic blab blab blab

 

Are you here with us? or are you a terrorist? That seems to be the level of playing on a field full of deception.

I now see for myself that in my lacks I made up stories and some are true and some are just stories. I have much more to do than to worry and obsess about who does what and why, and remind my self that I love love love things and people and this planet called Earth. I am not interested in those vibrations that keep my stomach swollen and odd. I have had a strange stomach for the past year or two, my gut laden with some sort of entity or creature. So I have stepped up with the flora and fauna bacteria to mulch my deep seated gut into action with the help of Gregory Sams master of organic fermented drinks. I am blessed to be making my own apple kefir that explodes if not careful when opening. Greg gave me some great mothers!

I am happy that I am now on a new spring like trajectory that means I am not going to be distracted by the under currants of skull duggery, back stabbing, lying, thieving, and so on.

I am glad that I have the people around me who care about what they eat, how they stand up for their own unique beliefs and that we are all connected by the great source of life that gives us water, air, wood, metal and earth. I am glad that at this time in life I am blessed with the fortune of growing up on a farm, to a mad farmer who did things his own unique eccentric way. IMG_0310

When I saw the psychic last year, she was clear that John Manners was desperate to tell me how much he loved me and how he was sorry for his reckless and selfish own victimisation of his fear to stand by his daughter. I know he touched me up as a baby and a toddler. I know this to be true however I am working on now being the best version of myself and moving myself away from those that try to harm and take me to another place that is dark. I know that darkness exists, for without the dark, there could be no light. I know right from wrong and that as my diary page unfolds my beautiful hands give way to my heart, to my mind, to my body and allow the tumbling of words to flow at ease and in readiness to make the best of what I am.

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My Dad in our kitchen on The Common Farm..2008

The Secret lIfe of Plants

This book has changed everything…

I am therefore creating a story called Children of The Soil, that runs with my life long passion of interrelating to the wonder of micro and macro organisms any the sentient calling of all life on earth, in the universe, in the heavens and in the deep deep dark underbelly the womb and the life giving that she our Great Elder, Our wonderful Grandmother Mother Earth, who gives all her children the opportunity to wake up and walk lightly as our great ancestors did before us and now they are here in my heart, in my thinking, in my righteousness to talk closely in my dreams, in my soul, in my deep deep connection to earth that all is well and that her concerns are that we as individuals not get caught up in dark dark lower vibrations that are yes here, but our mother is telling us to go outside and look and feel and touch and be apart of nature, not the dark web, the dark dark days when women were killed for being healers who had the art and crafts of the fields, the woods, the herbs that scattered across the great swathes of the countrysides, in the cities, in the villages and towns..that each parochial interdependent part was bound together to help and heal, not though of what our past did to eachother in the grim thundering of science and industrialisation that brutalised our breathens and sisters. That the enemy is within and that the mind can be trained with an uplift in the glory of ascension of self realisation of self care, of self awareness. That we must turn towards our own sovereignty again and again and not get caught in the hum drum low vibe of men with swords and without due connection to earth.

This is how we have come, from the clay, the soil, the great life giving mulching, mixing alchemy that gives us our daily bread, our delicious fruit and gracious flowers….The need for me is to stop dragging myself into a place that harms, is toxic, is gray and bound with bondage…I have been in bondage all of my life. I have struggled to make sense of any thing and everything. I am a child. I am also a woman and a survivor of external and internal battling. I have grown up to feel dirty and at times pure. I am both of the parts of all things that we humans are.

In all things on this planet, we are creators and for this, I am no longer aligned to the malpractices of those who wish harm on Mother Earth and Father Sun…I am interested in the making and growing up of myself to become that of which I chose to come – A Rainbow Warrior of this Great Earth…Ta x
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Trump Derangement, Archonic energies attacking but lacking and the most wonderful holiday in Cornwall Port Issac.

 

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A Cracking year so far as that the Shift is here, the sunshine blasted and warmed us all us in London, 4 whole months and as per usual, my first write is all sedately and normalised by the fact that life is anything but, however if you are like me a top go down the rabbit hole researcher of all things resonating from the first passages in this blog.

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I stumbled on the texts of The Book of John and it seemed to resonate large bells as to how and who we are and became to be. From the first light of Adam – the first man; I stumble across newbies on the block such as yesterday with Rex of The Leak ProjectThe Leak Project, who sent my head spiralling into the origins of the known constellation that is within mans domain, human, indigenous and made by God.

Though Adam was the son of Yaldabaoth, the first Ruler, the son of Sophia, Gaia our Great Mother of this orbiting planet, and that this god was of not the same cloth as Sofia, had first ordained this creature was dispersed and sent into a different timeline as though of a different split beam, that lay in the Shadows. This is the first Archon Ruler. An attempt to own the Soul of Adam, men, by tricking our own free will first and then living off our electric energy, however the stumbling block for Yaldabaoth, was if you, like Adam, trusted your divine inner guidance to source, God, the Universe, you then walk the path of self-awareness, self governance and discernment.

Image result for thoth tarotThoth tells us ‘Not to pick the dark, pick the light, filled with the blackness always struggling with light, ye may be, ye shall know the battle with the light, the flame with the light, they the masters of lightness ye to take on the dark enshrouded bounded together with the brother of darkness, yet the children of the humans walk with the knowing and glowing light of the source.
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‘This is the fall of Sophia, conceived of a thought from herself, she wanted to bring something forward with the consent of the spirit…..
She did not get her approval or knowledge of her partner none the less she gave birth, not an idle thought, something came out of her not perfect, when Sophia saw what her desire had produced a head of a lion and a body of a snake…
her invisible power within her with no resemblance of mother….eyes like flashing bolts of lightning, she cast it away, she had produced it ignorantly…only the holy spirit would see it, she named it Yaldabaoth , created and banished, rejection, abandonment…sad…..The Archon took great power from his mother
Eons and luminous fires, that still exists with mindlessness
Isathoth who generations call the reaper
Famous, the jealous eyes, Hommus
Calliliu Yebel, Adonasus sabathoth, cain, the sun Abal, Abbinson, Yobell, Melkia
Bails, the death of the underworld were named by the Archon Demons aren’t all that bad maybe….the listing of the body parts in the Secret book of John
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The child now can create and do what it thinks it wants to do…Demons aren’t all that bad maybe….the listing of the body parts in the Secret book of John
surrounds it and thrones it, world orders it.
The 7 kings, 7 ruler, 7 planets, spheres over heaven and the death of the abyss
ignorant darkness, the gloomy archon, three names, wicked all of them
I am god there is no other god than me
The Rulers created 7 powers creating 6 angels, 365 Angels/aons, the rulers Archons, days of the year, calendar, matrix, control systems. Athol, sheep, second face of a donkey, Astor hynia, snake heads, sabeth adenine ape sabatous flaming fire…

The seven fold of the week…..whilst amongst the Siphons,
he united the 7 powers, he named each with highest
Goodness
Forethought
Divinity
Lordship
Kingdom
Jealousy
Understanding’.

My path was always cemented in waking up, walking on the path, with my innate ordinance switched on to detect my people which happen to be from Sirius.

Trump Derangement and the Shadow Government v The Shift.

We have been psy-opted not only with religion, but with politics too…the supposed great leaders in both aspects of business in the world at large today, have espoused the dark ages, blood-letting, hive fear mongering, shaming, and blame gaming throughout the discourse of history’s chronicles leaving stone artefacts, ancient tablets, bibles, books, and ageless wisdom’s that have now begun to unravel so fast the deceitful trajectory and treachery that has shielded man kind from Know Thyself Man vibrates innately shining the Sword of Justice & Shield Of Strength in our truth of Who We Are, and How We Are…together as tribal ancestry folk that walked the plains, foraged the forests, and fished in harmony the great ocean is out of the shadows, and as our Great Mother naturally ascends with the massive gamma infiltrating all parts of this electric universe, ramping us up, shaking the fake lame stream media’s and despicable lies as a huge normalisation as  George Soros Colour revolution that fund the far left countercoin pro-intel systems flooding monies to fund causes such as Me Too, Black Lives Matter, LBGT, Antififa and practically runs the Drunken Junker’s collectivism State. Nah…I’m done with the fake narrative.

IMG_6587IMG_6591Even Facebook is now alongside Instagram, WhatsAp, operators for mass spying as Facebooks Facebook Bias Google, Apple, YouTube, Spotify are increasingly dumbing down who gets to see what in the world of Social Media, you can bet your bottom dollar that we are under the 1984 banners, false flags flying and the New World Order is in big disruption modes, so beware that the Lame Stream narrative is so far to the wild left of social engineering algorithms blazing to shut down dissenting voices like Jones and Info Wars, that we are in big disturbing times….We are now being shut down FREE SPEECH! Donald Trump on Free Speech (NB: Just searching for another voice that resonates with Trump is totally biased!)  Trumps Tweet

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Social media is in bed with divide & conquer and total distraction. However we can now see who runs the show! The Giant Techs are in bed with the DeepState!

Kevin Shipp former CIA

Just before leaving London sweltered as 1976 was on everyones lips……

However on the upside this summer has been a mass hotch potch of hot weather from early May to mid August. We all felt the hot solar heat override our normal usually wet and damp summers, and boy, it got hot! London was too much, so plenty of swimming in the pond, browning ourselves, and lying around the edge of the Heath…everyday dog walking, working on therapies, and archiving, and the markets weekend till the event of leaving London and before heading to Port Elliot….We had the World Cup Footie, and much of the excitement of the English footie fan merged into the newbies following our great beautiful game.

Then Trump flew over Lucille and I at Hampstead Heath as we waved and waved spotting these odd planes, Air Force One, take in the breath and lay of London….Of course the Main Stream Media were and are as per usual firing the worst hate at Donald Trump…  All the main line news Agencies world-wide, all 350 of them sticking the knife in to Donald Trump, President of the America and yet there lies the magic, Trump, from the off, was attuned to take on a mass load of Clinton, Bush, Obama, and mafioso poli-ticks that have caused a huge unprecedented skull duggery, 322 numerological cabalistic back lash thrash, total melt down, Crooked Hilary and her DNC, CFI, CIA, FBI, duplicitous fighting for their lives, accusations Nancy Pelosi, Dianne Feinstein, Maxine Walters, Whoopee Goldberg, Robert De Nero, Peter Fonda, and the whispering alternative savvy informed alternative press, reports and other delivering the ins and outs of high corruption as the Hollyweirds, Pedowoods, and CEO’s scamper and attack Trump. I literally feel like this is a story of Good versus Evil and look there, is the Vatican, The MKUltra’s programmers, the Mockingbird Press, the CNN’s and MSBN’s, and Fox and then Disney sado’s are being fired, and oh, even favourite actors and actresses are not what we all thought……Its totally disturbing!

I had a good conversation about the draining of the swamp and it could actually kill everything…I got what he said, however upon reflection, I see it as the swamp pulling up very old bones, that are ready to reveal the levels of lying, deceit, enemy of the people stuff – just look at John Brennan….his hands are filled with war mongering, killing, harvesting…..When Trump came to town, I held my gasp in my hand, praying nobody would assassinate him and it was only till Scotland when a Greenpeace glider flew around Trump’s team on the golf course that a possible energy weapon attack killing Trump’s very capable secret service man by heart attack. Trump survived to go on the Helsinki and to meet with Putin. There was no mention in the fake news….

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From all my research, my whole online new activity in following American Intelligence Media, You Are Free TV, and now The Leak Project which I am finding to be a new whole level of consciousness lining me up with individuals and sovereign finders of themselves with Robert Stanley whose book Close Encounters in Washington DCRobert Stanley Unicusmagazine pronounced the Disclosure of UFO’s flying massively over the US Capitol, in the 1950’s and how it became quite a normal site as locals and tourists alike would take pictures of this only to have all their camera’s confiscated, rounded up and the evidence totally locked down till this man wrote out the where with all’s, research and disclosure was denied to admitting to the American people’s and world-wide, that the US Government and agencies have kept the lid on our natural  need to know rights of passage on the subject of other people’s in the universe existing and are they benevolent or other? I myself am getting ready to disclose my own 1987 -99 meeting with The Cone People on the far side of the moon…..Yesterday morning I dreamt I was stood by the canal down the road, and a massive fleet of Spacecraft flew right above our heads…Bullit was there….its all coming out now……We come from the Stars, We are cosmic dust particles of light, atoms, electrons and electrolytes and magnetic attractions to life, light and dark…..and yet we have been hijacked in my uncovering by-entrained non human aliens that are demons, ghouls, entities, attachments that actually live off us, harvesting our energy….these are totally now exposed as Archonic lower vibratory energy yet of a part of the great scheme to unleash and allow man to truly awaken.

Yaldabaoth who chose to over take this part of the Universe….and infiltrate with his minions, and cause a huge amount of energy robbing, from the first man, Adam, who held deep within him a true divine spark of God…inner knowledge planted as a seed, as in the Tree of life, or Good and Evil in the Garden of Eden. This one true God, the God of Gods that emanates throughout the universe…and for man now to stumble and open his heart of hearts to the truth vibration, is where man is going…..We have been living in such a dire Matrix, to keep us circulatory wise bound to the confines of duality, divide and conquering as the name of the game, has been found an enemy, and keep attacking, defending, but do this, we are your Masters, and we shall give you all the material you need in living a lie, a life of drudgery for meagre promises, of possible wealth and power that we, the Archons rule over you…..and you will be rewarded accordingly to how well you remain ignorant and low brow., low vibed….keep feeding us, and we will keep feeding you treachery, lies, instant gratification, a hornets nest awaits you and you will be entrapped, enslaved, entrained and remain in the a very low causality rate of mismanagement for ever bonded in that realm of lower energy…..Man and I, the individual, have been manipulated by the main stream avenues, of which, there are plenty whilst my innate intuition, my pineal gland, the Pine Cone, an all access opening, portal to the heavenly bodies, insights, store cupboards of huge potential, is what has led me throughout my life and to a degree enabled me to live mind fully, and restore a sanctity inside of the Who Am I me…and God…..not the bearded God, not the fear me God, but the God of Love…loosh

Our whole Who Are We have been hijacked, programmed with mass poisoning, mass dumb downing, mass vaccinations, mass killings as a normalised view of how we are supposed living at the best of times, however the 1987 Harmonic Convergence pronounced the aspirational 25 nano years to 2012, we have seen the crack of light blast open the MSM narratives, as those stepping up are no longer placed totally unholy by dark shadow governments and the Deep State – two separate entities and yet both in collusion to suppress Space and the real deal of God and higher planes, Mother Earth and her ascension, into the 5th Dimension of which we know is The Shift, and what our true identities are..The Shadows are emerging with AI, 5G as the final weaponry assault on mankind’s consciousness – to literally blast us with massive magnetic close up high voltage poles that will make wi-fi and the destruction of the bumble bees, and all insects, bird life and other, fly in its normal wavelengths of sunshine, wind, and solar, moon tidal winds seem like child play.

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Onto Cornwall……back to the land! To Recycle in Cornwall or Not!And Where to find Organic produce?and The Jason Walton

We come from the fish people and are not what we seem and the past few days from coming back from a fantastic voyage in Cornwall, upon noticing quite a few glitches of trying to find the recycling facilities in Port Issac and being woefully pointed in google snags taking us all to Truro County Council only to be told that our party had to go into the Sainsbury car park to the big bins there opposite the Royal County Council. We were astonished and annoyed that was our only repose to trying to configure the symptoms of excess packaging mostly plastic, and not being given the wearwithall to actually know our waste would be recycled or reused. That was a discernment of high proportions.  Then what about the subject of trying to find organic food anywhere around the local north Cornwall area, the farm shops promising good local seasonal products and yet all covered in chemicals. It was only the very same Sainsbury in Truro that I could find butter, milk, bacon, RudeHealth to satisfy my right for good clean food….again I was aghast that Cornwall, a beautiful far remote furthest county to travel to lands end, that there wasnt much to be had other than tip offs, and growing your own!

IMG_5316This  year, the Great God Dog year, dogs are walking by my side, the animal kingdom, mans best friend, and that massive solar flare blasting through new information from deep space, from inside of us, opening us, allowing us to be upgraded as we let go of past stories, scripts and cranky conundrums that have kept us from being truly great and truly auspicious in what we have to gain, and to give back…..

Gusto should be the number one drink in the world! Just as our British Government has outlined the worrying amount of sickness and dis-ease in drinks like Red Bull etc OverHall of bad drinks

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Nicola, Lulu, Craig Sams – cofounder of Whole Earth, founder of Green&Blacks, Gusto Organic!

The magic came in bundles in Cornwall…Port Elliot did not let down, even the high temperatures we had all gotten used to in London, now had turned to weathery weather, windy, RAIN! Wow! It did not stop the revelry and immense fun overtaking. A wide open estate where the hoi polloi and peasants mixed hand in hand to listen to stories, events, lectures, talks and books, to lots of dancing, drinking, meeting, and playing.

 

My brother Lester really thought he was only going to be around for a night and a day, as this was his virgin festival, but nah, he stayed till Monday morning after hanging out with the Teepee boys…and then to Port Issac and my brother’s house on that Monday 31st July…we had landed in the middle of an old worldly fishing village in Chicago House, built of wood from Chicago, imported by the builder fisherman of that village, made good in America in the 19th Century, though I am a bit ambivalent here, it could be a hundred years earlier…..Lester had won this house in his divorce settlement and we the family, descended upon it for a glorious three weeks to see whether this house was a family home or not. From the start to end, Lester built a wood stack in the front garden, filled it with wood and the downstairs newly named Chicago Flat sitting room, and we began to take action in and around the house. Lester bought three very nice appointed benches, two for the newly found front garden area, where a fire would alight every night, and we began al fresco living.

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Junior, Mia, Lulu & Lester James

Of course the neighbours were somewhat put out, we knew how to party well, and many a tourist would be walking, pointing to the big 5 stack storied house reflecting on its prominence in a village made of Cornish stone. Johannah, Lulu, myself all got used to the stranger coming into the house, whilst Lester continued to upgrade the potential of the house.

 

On one such time, two intrepid guests came in, as Jo and I were pouring a glass of wine around 7, we both raised our eyes again, as this was probably the third strangers Lester had sent in, for me to show the house. However these two guests had just moved to Cornwall from California, John, a musician but had done acting in Hollywood. My ears pricked up and as we sat and raised our glasses, I looked long and hard at this man. An Actor? Yes..I was on a TV show…Ah What show? I was Jason from The Waltons! Whatttttt? NOt my favourite all time show from my own early years living on my dad’s farm? No! And yes, there is twas, I screamed out to Lester, Lester, Lester! Its Jason from The Waltons!

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Jon Walmsley & I aka Jason from the 1970’s iconic TV Show set in The Waltons Mountain..

I couldn’t contain my excitement…a hero of great proportions in my own heart, was sat with us, and how an evening that became! John had been in the show since the beginning for the whole 13 years….and between the mixtures of legends and actors and wild synchronicity, I managed to text my daughter in Scotland to tell her who I was with, she a fan bought up on the whole back catalogue DVD’s in her early years. Her text was swift in coming, SHUT THE FRONT DOOR, WTF! JASON FROM THE WALTONS! OMG ETC ETC...so I sent her a selfie of me and John…….

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Swindon newbie friends, Johannah, Sarah & Lester oh and me!

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Junior Peapel and Me, 10 years in the making up!

Then my beautiful brother Junior came to the house on Saturday with his lovely girlfriend. Both Junior and I know how our pasts were and the love we both have for that.  Junior was blown away with Jason being there even though he didn’t like the show! Jon Walmsely and Miriom came back the following Saturday to Lesters 2nd night party. I’d actually forgotten we’d invited them… We laughed hard as Junior watch me make a great fool of myself around the lovely and gracious Jon and his wife, Mirriom..of German descent. Around midnight my daughter called and so I put her on the phone to Jason..after he’d text a Hi From Walton’s Mountain…Mets went to pieces when confronted with talking to this hero of hers…..still it was touching and beautiful to witness!

As for the Deepstate/shadow long arm of warring and meddling the fertile guidance that we all have within us, whether once born or back another time either by design or falsely wooed back in the premise or loosch…we are now witnessing the greatest awakening to man. Many will open their eyes and fall back to the third and fourth illusionary dimensions and others will step upwards every single time dark to light transmuting and unfolding their inner callings to remembering Who Am I.

This journey is for the seeker and right now we are all participants playing at the game of thrones as we break away, walkway from the timelines of material and brainwashing to take our place in the bosom arms of Grace.

It’s totally brilliant and breathtakingly intercellular.

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Feet, and vulnerability

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‘I like your feet their different’ he looked straight in my eyes spinning me out of orbit. Not no one has made a point of liking my feet… with their distinct inheritance… the foot specialist said they were not bunions but called Hallex ****

I’ve always kept my feet out of direct shot Trying so hard to love their wonky table aesthetics as lester says…or plates… skewith and both different.

Richard would say hooves….Feet are covered and yet very important…my feet have always been wonked and yet deep down I know that they serve me and ground me, and dance me and there’s some very unusual activity in them, that I feel is to do with my spacey background and act as radar to my home planet….heh hum

I’m very open but private and protective and honestly insecure about this extreme sensitive subject and wonder why bother… yet like my handy hands… that work so well on  most things and i must admit I like them… yet feet…

Yet I noticed I said to Metta-Angel you can never get vain with feet like mine she said yup you’re right there!

My mum always said a man doesn’t fall in love with your feet he falls for your virtue ok unmade that up but I im Like that and mum actually said with you … with you…darling

Cara Mia Carina Mia dear Mia

You chose an extenuating feature and  your feet service your who you are and happens to do a very dainty and pretty witty repartee, a soupe song and a gallopy energetic and gapey kind of absolutely you.

And to prove a point I trained as a reflexologist and studied well and what a extraordinary chance of finding an art crafted to the wondrous and dextrous handy helping hands that scrunch and push past into the tender spaces that ooze energy leaving the vivid wide open spaces to expand from the caress be it hard, tense as feelings float bubbling up through the mystical sensory synapses of the intracellular micro molecular constellations out through body mirror systems guided intuitively pressing points particularly the fifth dimension of the solar plexus, the point of no return that sends universal signals to the muscle group,  meridians, neurones receptors captivating the electrons pulsating spark lit fusion connections that snap, crackle and buzz the whirling wonder unseen world of body soul spirit multi-sensational growing out of relief pure relief , blissed and conscious contemplation, ah the soft and hard press, push-pull effleurage, the reflexologist mixes her  combination bag of elementals,  flooding endocrine, stimulating master glands as they secrete and target  molecular ATP multi perceptive and crusading right thinking leading to right being powering up limbic yearnings of another time that  supporting the ever floweth bridges that allow all parts in the chi life currents of conscious mosaics meeting in the middle.

The whole foot mirrors all the body systems and organs, of course they do..Cardiovascular, digestive, lymphatic, sympathetic and parasympathetic muscular skeletal cells,  endocrine, skin, spleen, pancreatic, yeah.

Then we go to another plain where we enter the etheric, astral, cosmic orders that raise our chakras with vatta pitta and kapha. 

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Yes it’s about then realigning or matching vibratory quiverings that squelch a higher dimension sequestering higher purpose waking opening as from another sleep

My mother gave me her shape as her mother too… mum was convinced we were concubines from china a few thousand years ago or did she mean a few hundred years….

Whatever she was very passionate about her saying they’re so odd-looking cos they were bound in bandages and broken so the toes would break and become stunted. Painful and they couldn’t walk in fitful strides as it was jolly painful so all they could manage was tip toe type shuffle wearing wooden painted boxy shoes. It was hard and harsh.

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Yeah my feet have weather radar depicting how swollen, sore, throbby they would feel

I also remember when I was a big dresser upper, I tried heals from the tender beginnings as a 16-year-old at The Brunel Rooms, in Swindon dancing my socks off but In so much agony at the end of the night but I was young, still a bit of a wall flower/follower and continued punishing my feet with pointy, Healy, such and such.

I was always waiting to kick them off and walk barefooted and sometimes squeaks of my feet came out to feel the Earth in all her textures, grassy bouncy hotty rough sandy stoney watery and roughshod

I loved those precious moments

Onions out and the prone foot squishy squashy stretching freeing oozing drawing on the rippling rapture of surrendering

Free!

Then once I got into my stride and hit the mean streets or paths paved in glitter and gold, where the look was your individual sovereignty and a very enthusiastic approach that lept open with every vintage find, cut and style a la moda ah the thrill of finding beautiful unusual unique garments was cracking and I began to swap heals for baseball boots, converse, monkey boots, doc martins, then another era herald in with flats, trainers, mountain boots crept in

It didn’t matter as I sincerely delve intuitively into the deep sands of dressing up with my abandon

And mostly wore flats

I then became bolder more recently with more confidence growing through self work self-care and self-awareness to throwing off the vanity insecurity as the result the work was astounding

My later forties has their value and also mass waking up accelerations

Shifting out of my sedated meandering I got head on with my behaviours and overall perception of the old paradigm

I was going out of control crashing and cascading uncontrollably in self lack

Then I faced the demons one by one

And became interested in the other world internally

It hurt it felt off out of whack and weirdly right on target…and just became my self, foot sure!

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All the things I can be…

How many times have I had knowing full well

That my life on this most extraordinary planet that we call Earth

Is blessed and radiant attracting magnetic mad actions

That I could have should have would have if I’d thought about it

I may have excelled in being a firsthand pop star politician

Singing out my heart of all of Gaia’s rhythm nations

Standingupformotherearth in all my unique precision

I may have been a glorious famous film star my first passion

Hanging out with all those wonderful stars glamorous and fast fashion

I may have been a superstar girly footballer when I was spotted in Glastonbury playing top spot knocking balls in

Tackling

Scoring simply fearless

Bring in the ladies Lioness team!

I may have resorted to science, quantum, molecular, stratosphere important as I fell down the black hole retuning with amazing new symphonies to show explain and charter new waters in space time physical dreams

I may have ran the alternative complimentary scenes, offering hands on multifaced new electrolytes that heal everything

At just a simple intention a little plant extension and superb manifestation

All free energy like my portal opening up to me

With Tesla Einstein Steiner Bailey Orwell and all those past now types as Disclosure is the new word about

The whole ascension that is Earth IS heaven

Oh dear lord goddess masters ascended oh just get out of bed

Imagination imprinting the right thinking leading to right action

Ah maybe a high priestess ancient back here to blast open the apprehension gateways to fearless contemplation

That were only small less than enslaved trapped in greedy worship

Of which all beings rainbow open minded heart centred down to Earth are shouting about

Yes a guru a fab cook you know

Promoting organic local and seasonal

Walking dogs

Hugging trees

Archiving legendary people’s lives

Massaging energy

Working with teenagers

Making music

Dreaming in radio broadcasts on 104.4fm

Tuning into that place leading up to gratitude all the while

Summer Solstice

Mother Earth father sun universal streamline unfolding all the space time

Parties for purposes raisingawareness bridging the multidimensional wild wonders free style free Earth death rebirth cycles

Yeah

All the things I could would should

I do

In many different dimensions

And I know this:

It’s exciting!

Thank you 🙏🏽

Know Thyself Man

know-thyselfThe Great Awakening is here…

Vices and virtues
The be all and end all

Automatic, robotic, self-centred and war factoring

We all need to concentrate on our own self realisations
Not the Corporatocrocy and mind manipulations

Man know thyself
Become graffiti artists, become activists,
good and bold, strong, young and old

We must learn detachment from the emotional fearing of attachment that binds us to our materialism
our wants and needs and so causes catastrophic deaths and makes us bleed for attention

However when we break down in our traumas and self-centred minds
we break through to our higher power and our universal Divine whys

Do not fear the unknown, walk with your heart and soul together
For then you will realise your wisdom does ascend for the better

Here on earth we are all so blessed,
feeling our five senses that push our buttons and so put to test our own inventions

Our defects, our ungratefulness
Our hurting and our immense dependency that allow our most honest and authentic ascendency

You go to work, you get up, you go to work ,you are dead
How do we see the beauty in all that is void, empty and so infinite

And there right upfront of you is all that you’ll ever need should you look

You manifest your life, your drama and your strife
You vibrate your formulations and your life

You are what you eat, you are all that you feel within the principles of conflict that all men desire harmony, peace, equilibrium, right adjustment leading to appropriate behaviour

Right thinking therefore leads to right doing

Man is now in his transfiguration that uncovers the lower  fields of matter, sexual orientation, desire and suffering

All are now feeling Christ consciousness

All will alight from their darkness and grim consuming of discourse gratifications

All will understand their pain and sufferance
and so all will be touched to align with the Lord of the world and therefore the creator himself,

The group initiation via the fifth ray and spiritual triad via the antahkarana is constructed essentially as the energy of the light bearer

To the light of the logos from high contact to lower plane concerns
And thus we grow into perceptive forms

Even after the gracious storms

Man know thyself

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We Are All Gods…

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Right readers and Mia Manners, yes that’s me, that’s you, that is humanity and all things that are interrelated, interdependent. I sit here warm, enthusiastic and aware that I am PART of this earth and that my task in coming back, was to jolly well unleash the beautiful unbridled, passionate parts of myself as I grow through my pain, and I become more awake  whilst my rampant child like self-will tantrum from time to time, wishing to keep me in a fixed state of survival and not much else. I remember when I came to earth all those years ago, that somewhere inside of me, was an innate record of why and how I should unfold in this plane of planes and become the strong, female of the rooted species of which I belong and the bridging of how I came to choose through the great Gods and Goddesses of our making and become a unique individual, sovereign and fine on my own divine path, creating my own chaos and order in an impermanence of play. Phew that’s a monologue!

I was  born in the Age of Pisces still, meaning Jesus Christ our beloved hippy founding on Son of God, whom gave us all permission to become Gods and Goddesses and rise out of our love of materials and worshipping outside of ourselves, He, Jesus gave us alongside the great other enlightened bodies, like Buddha, Lao Tao, Aristotle, Plato, Hari-krisna and so on..us all permission to be sovereign souls walking, waking, and all supporting each other, not killing, dividing and conquering as we have seen over the past few thousand years.

Of course, this is great news for all and every sentient being, but for some that would be way to unconditional and easy…what everyone can become a God and Goddess? NO no, said some, and those that said no, were the leading lights, the Kings and Queens, The Masters of Manipulation, Authorities and Religious supreme spiritual ordering types, somewhere-over-the-bifrost all vying for the titles and deeds of Mothers Earths natural resources to keep those power houses topped up and in league with the devil of a certain specific attention to detail in the laws and secret societies and of course in the past three hundred years we are right enmeshed in the Materialist Scientists who felt that nature was nothing really but to be plundered for profit, greed and insanity in Banking Dynasties all in bed shagging each other, hiding behind their paid members of fighting historic industries all hell-bent on keeping their acts of bloodletting, money laundering and lending in the name of dark arts. Of which now we are beginning to see the timelines split as pedophilia, ritualistic players and top down Elites are the baddies in this time in human awakening.

IMG_1723The Ancient Cultural Wisdoms  of Great Magnitude, that held the keys to enlightenment were suppressed, chased down, and so pushed away from the ordinary folks, farmers, artists and such like that cared for the Celtic traditions, the community, the open seasonal cycles, spiralling cosmical in a living landscape, within  the wonder of the nature of its indigenous people’s, tribes, inherent cultures al interdependent on our home and the  earth that we all love, called Mother Earth.

Getty images]And then those wars. The horror, the grief of the twentieth century – the one that really changed man, and cut his heart out, The First World War, whole villages, of men, brothers, fathers, sons, husbands, lovers, poets, carpenters, skilled men, unskilled men, boys, were killed in a war that was led behind the lines, far-far away in the secret cabals of secret societies, men in lodges, men who ran the banks, men who leant monies to make the machines, the bombs, and whip up ‘National Pride’ in gathering armies, in going over the top, and in the barbarism, the blood-letting, the awful horrid unseen like psychopaths who rely on us,  the strange men without hearts for each other who kept rising up for their continued masked covert games, as they spread their wide nets through the killing fields, reaping rewards in  death, terror, grotesque horror all reliant on the age-old arts creating enemies out of men,children, women, nations, into  divisive, all-conquering, nationwide false flag wavers in well-practiced environments of repeated, established scenarios.IMG_1890

This for me, these darkest days before the brightest dawn of the shadowy consciousness  that now sweeps across the world from the same well rehearsed pom games of poisoning our minds with the alt right and alt left narratives, dividing us up, conquering us as slaves as we continue to battle under the banners of choosing left or right cos otherwise the bogeyman is coming to get you…leading us to The Separation Rhetoric of the Secret Societies that now we recognise in the sayings of illuminati, or Bilderberg, or Roma 300, or plain Banking families who keep us in constant poverty consciousness, scarcity, fear mongering, and on it goes as my Aunty Shelia would say.

Inner Free Wheeling Journey of Individual Wonderment! But first there’s that Birth Certificate we sign and agree to give up our FREE WILL

However this journey, I have been on for many eons, years, months, minutes, hours, are now on timelines that no longer interest me, have all led me to my inner free wheeling journeying of self discovery. Mia on the MOuntain

I turned and faced my inner demons, my inner child, my innerself in all my acts and downfalls in recalibration, discombulaton and then open surgery on grief, that gave me the tools to transfigure and learn about love, and how abusive I had held onto those behaviours or my repeating characters such as my own inner tyrant telling me how I was useless, a story given to me by my father, and my mother telling me the bond was broken many years ago, which was harrowing in itself, as to not have my own mother, how did that impact on the Great Mother? And of course Aunty Binks, the neglectiful step mother who put me down at every turn.

HA! Then the systems we grow up in, school, Police, Law and Order, all  authoritarian figures in their shadowy old books, their hands in all the pots & pies, the fields, and of course we AGREE to these systems from the minute we enter through and sign our signatures on the birth certificate, We then become enslaved to that law, made to captivate and keep us. I began to join up the dots, and in doing so, I realised the only way I would come up out of the rabbit hole, was by surrendering to God, to Mother Earth, to me, to me, to me, not to what I had always thought was what controlled me, my life, my outward bound story. I realised the unseen cabal, the blood letters, the chi energy stealers, the hoi polloi, the global agenda racketeers, were now rising up out of the depths of deep muddied water, out of the belly of  the beast, out of my gut, and I was one of themand then ON to them. I could sense, I had been used, abused, and as I am that sort of human that has been here before, I could sense, that beast, the tyrant, the persecutor, the feeder, the enabler, the victim, the blame gamer, the told you so, those voices, those feelings, those dark old aged game of throne players, all wanting to keep hold of their power, at all costs, I began one by one, to face them, challenge that long-held played game. And in doing so, that voice began to stop and I began to become my own Author. There, twinkling in the sunshine was me always there, that little voice, that little lost voice, now focused towards right doing, right thinking, right being, with sincere work leading to my redemption and my resolution.

fourth dimensional .pngSo Who are these unseens that make all the decisions and wreak havoc with us on a mass conscious level and then we, the individuals go about choosing which deity, God, group, club, religion, we choose to be on and so in that moment we trigger our efficacy upon a few well thought our indoctrination, planners, if you will, and hand all our power over to that system, society, club. This suggests we are born by birth in the great cosmic spirals and through our genetic, ancestral, heritage, we make a deal with God, to wake up and remember Who Am I, and then we get on with having all the good and bad luck, the homelessness, the rejection, the abandonment, the ectasy, the loss, the scarcity models, the abuse, the way we treat ourselves, the lack of faith in ourselves, in our trusting of our innate nature to all things sentient that lay within our intracellular systems and as we all become illuminated and self aware, we can unlock those dormant pathways.

And begin to set ourselves FREE into our-Cell-elves !God

Intuition is my guide to all things that raise me upwards to self betterment that lead me to self-awareness..

This is ancient work that mankind needs remember, and then to start the deep self work, and start the process of wondering, questioning, feeling those feelings, letting them come up and not reacting, how and why in certain times of the day, the night, the this, the that, we, I , you, feel tired, sad, angry, frustrated, scared, fearful, mad, crazy, unhappy, hurt, addicted, and we are all seeking our purpose, our sense of order in a world out there, on the main stream, that depicts fear as its rule of thumb and for me, I have found that I had those entities living in side of me, in my gut, my solar plexus and sacral heart, and that those unseen, those unmentionables were totally living on my psyche, my body, my essence and would crave upheaval, mental and emotional mayhem, would love to feed off me in states of my own self fear perpetual nightmares and cycles of feeding. I was taken and used freely, however much duress by these unwelcome unseens loved to suck on my chi energy, parasitical being invited in so to speak, in my free will.

Once I began to surrender towards my own break downs, my own gods will, my own belief in my intuition that held me upwards every single time, though all the confusion, destruction, and self loathing, all parts of self; I began the process of self-examination, and down that rabbit hole I a-went. In the burrowing, and seeking, searching and freaking out, crying like a baby, waking bit by bit, dumping much about me, letting go, releasing, remembering, I came up from that rabbit hole and I found, I found, myself. I shook with joy, I chose to understand how it feels not to be seeking approval in all that I do, which was my biggest triggers, that disempowered and traumatically left me with gaping holes, and then the people pleasing, all that stuff and blame gaming, I unravelled and opened up to Gods Country, to Jesus, to Mary, to Mary Magdalena, to Green Tara, to Hatha, to my guides, to my angels, to my ancestors, to deepening and courageously I felt my old rebirthing techniques, I began to see, feel, hear, death as my birth and all the sex, drugs, drama, started to make sense, and I began to laugh, and discover the only thing that I was fearful of, was me.

I was scared of my own divinity, my own sovereignty, my own self love and ability to connect to source, to God, to Goddess, to angels, to Guides to Nature.

Into the Conscious Fields of Energy, ah sweet sounds, sweet smells, sweet feelings, sweet sites……sweet tastes…..Sweet life…leading me to..

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My rooting accessibility began to unfold and clear and drop into the laps of my own place in the universe and I began to trust in the process of living.

Now for the real work!

Thank you…:)

The End of the World as we know..a new generation is raising upwards from the depths of the never never…

David Attenborough on the most wonderful but heart breaking staple on the BEEB’s Blue Planet 2  said, “8 million tonnes per year are dumped out to sea”….yes a bugger of a lot and I am seriously wondering where we are all going to end up…and how did we get so mother fucking lazy that we are chronically killing ourselves and our beautiful planet…what is going on and who gets to keep making that fossil fuel shite that is causing so much horror world-wide and not only that, in our food chain its everywhere…no wonder when I came back this time, I had already developed a self-awareness to the destructive marching of greed and grim determination to keep wrecking earth, my home and yet I have passed on DNA ancestral  blueprints of resonating energy that holds all records of life.My statement 2015

I came from an upbringing of shame, guilt, misogyny, cruelty and put downs. I was naturally being groomed to become a high res people please and seeker of approving. – perfect material for the unseens or archons.

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Oh No! Where will all this plastic go after just one night in the Brixton Academy!

I thought I was a great mother up to now and yet I feel completely powerless in knowing how the current system is  failing and the idea of supporting and waving flags for the hyper-matrix controllers, that require our free will agreeable to the system of ecological  collapse and synthetic solutions to a male domination of old paradigm masters that have created through sheer force and hidden occultism a disregard for the health and wellbeing for future generations and our individual self-ability to adapt and become authentic in our gainful passion to soul seek-age as they thrust on their Free Masons, Deep State, Illuminati, Global Agenda mother fuckers…….

 

Birthing a New Age

We are part of nature, part of that lore, part of that whole individual uprising, and to this do I offer my kin and baby girl a planet filled with nature, diversity, inspiration, community and a totally changed outlook to the current model we are all living under? What have I learned that can impart a strength that her being here is to come out and sweep away the old regime. It is a terrifying prospect and yet somehow, there is a new drum beating from a resonance that those who seek, find.Red Indian God

And so I think back to my own youth- was it any different? Were we just as hemmed in by commerce, and seeking stuff to consume to feed our fragile egos, insecurities. ..In our age there were no mobiles, plug-ins, Apps, gaming, well not really and it allowed for our telepathy and memory to serve us well as we used phone boxes, ran about the streets, lanes, countryside and parks, looking out for something, someone, some show how, and show up as we took on the new world of analogue, taping slowly, deliberately and the crackle and joy of vinyl being loaded up from Tower Records and others all now gone,  books, tele-programming Top of the Pops, The Tube, John Peel, Radio Luxembourg with Beatle Hour on the hour, we had it all or so we thought following the light fantastic, kid talks in the play ground what was on Top of the Pops, all down to your own unique tastes. Of course looking back one feel’s the shadows, and lights, photographs, colours, smells, glimpses of a honey hazed pastoral and parochial past. There also seemed to be wildlife, insects, bees, life! In fact there were a lot of natural parts to play in our growing up.IMG_0313

 

And for me a hearth, a fire..IMG_1699 I was rather a helpless, haphazard, chaotic and went anywhere if someone suggested something. I was ready to go out into the world to make up my life, as I struggle to find Metta’s next stage in her life pathways of a mix of apprenticeships, college, 6th Form, grappling with what do you want to do?? Bumping, crashing, crying, and worrying as to what is it that she must do in order to live a full life?    I had no clue that within a matter of months I would be kicked out of the farm, and pushed to find out who what and how do I live a life when my own parents asked me not once, what are you going to do? I knew I wanted to be an actress, and yet  I managed by flight and fight to figure out once I came to London I had assets, imagination, youth, enthusiasm! I began an arduous and also wonderful campaign of collecting things, people, boys, parties, adventures, experimenting, squatting, new blasting open society came at a young, slender, auburn haired farmers daughter and yet that I did possess skills that offered up invitations as I cleaned and cooked,  grew and learnt to feel my way towards  a sparkly innovative illumination carrying sensory preceptors that matched mine. That I could safely lend my own willingness to educate in the unknown growing exponentially. By bringing my open natural countryside ways, I imprinted a newness in my own making and in the mid 80’s London had the magic and fear to push forward to cultural underground happenings. I continuously had all the ingredients to keep making things up as I went along, the recipe book was in itself, new, tribal, active, seeking, exploring, different to anything any of us of our generation, could really say, Woah! We went against the government, Thatcher and her crony capitalist mates on the make for all things privy and privileged.

I was homeless a hundred times or more, like the men I slept with, a hundred times and more, and I kept it going because I was horny, hormonal and mad for the attention. I swirled around a con-vortex that never gave up. Unlike my daughter today who stands in a different mould, though I birthed her, with new knowledge that I have opened in this plutonian era. She emulates all those qualities and defects, upgraded if you will and totally strong from my own standing of that age. Metta-Angel  grounds allowing her lashes, questions, to alert my own lacks as she screamed: Mum, I dont know what the fuck I am doing and want to do in my life? School has let her down, her own ability to recognise that school is all about the results and not the teaching, the glorious old role to inspire and educate whilst real learning could happen..

It really started  for me in 1987 –  the year of the Harmonic Convergence1987 Harmonic .jpgAs I stood upon The Tor upon my 21st, I was given lessons to the importance of that unfoldment opening Ancient  portals to Ageless Wisdoms promoting the end of the world as we knew. Dualistic patriarchal paradigms have been waning through the crack that opened on the darkest century of man and his entrapment to the Dark Arts against the Great Feminine Devine or Our Great Mother of All We Are,   and to allow for full disclosure to expunge all the woundings of secret mastery occults coming to a shadowy surface upon a 25 year period known as the Nano years. This period leading to 2012, heralded Acid House, rave culture, the rise of the internet, data collecting and more dreadful skull duggery to come up and out. I digress. And I think the awakening of the man that seeks.

Acid house.jpegA time to grow up eventually, and find oneself out in the milieu of self. My generation in that period stopped drinking in lobbyist Public bars, and pubs, whilst we were in fields with fires, dancing together not at the stage but with each other in the wilderness of beats, drums, whistles, anywhere that would house music our chance meetings.  Warehouses, churches, anywhere that was liberated by the spirit of the times to break away from convention and  party like there’s no tomorrow, unsupervised, unlawful and energy shaping and forming to grow seeds of discontent to break down and open our aims as we met all different groups from class, backgrounds, in didn’t matter we were free motivated by dance, community and becoming our own Gods and Goddesses. We were all drawn together by those times that took a whole new crusade up to the calling arms as a whole new set of rules were here – our self determination for truth. We were powerful because we were mixing in different groups and dimensions depending our own unique trajectory.Gnostic Christianity

Whilst the main stream continued and continues to align to common drudgery & monotony of status quo’s, insidious and lower vibes as the paper keeps printing and we keep believing that money, oil, are still worth worshipping;  and the need to know that so long as I continue my unique navigator story that contains the seeds of ancient know-how that essentially  create vital winds of change without borders, continuing with  the  promotion of love and kindness to all living things, then we all have that self germinating potential. We all have a duty to stand up and make high vibes for the rightious and break out from the gremlins, and soul suckers harvesting our indigenous humanity. The Tree of Life

The time has come to let go of everything you think is true and hold dear to what you really innately already know, that the divine will of humanity and cosmic natural lore, resonates allowing  a parent with a young adult the encouragement of seeking their own course without judgement and blame-gaming. Otherwise one will go simply mad!

 

 

The Great Awakening is here…

Everything you need to know about the shadow laissez faire and the beautiful vibrations abound those that seek the path of truth and honour…standing up for Mother Earth and Humanity!

Straight From The Horses Mouth

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Is this ‘The Great Awakening’ foretold by ancient mystics throughout the course of Humanity. The one where we shift up a notch and embrace non conformity? Be the change etc etc stop choosing one side over another?

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I NOWknow that everything I thought to be true to has folded in- side out & I’m back to Tao, yin and yang and back around again! I have shifted in my so-called programming from being a high res-seeker of approval from external influences to avidly switching my once quite obvious left leanings, with masses of Green passion (of which I will always be affiliated with), dropping the main stream at every level as the BBC 4 talks endlessly about war, about the NHS, about things that drive me to wanting to get wrecked on skunk smack of the smoke world and antidepressants.

The dreary continuous narrative of the main stream is…

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