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Taking stock on the last fifty years is a trigger city visit for me, of course, though triggers generally barely or don't register much at all these days as they're absorbed via layers of things like knowledge, insight, awareness and therefore a great deal of the absolute truth of matters. Though it's bearing true that there is little great-fullness to be had from seemingly the vast majority of others when espousing truth(s). Particularly great big fat ones.
Wrote recently to official bodies at a senior level and explained I'm in possession of a 'Hive Mind', that I'm a Targeted Individual - amongst other things - and want nothing other than to talk to people. Furthermore that I'd be willing to travel to any location to be interviewed/interrogated concerning anything I've stated or any accusation leveled against me - be it historic or recent. Just so long as said body is the police … any.
So, safe in the knowledge that the above is the case I'm assuming the right to get on with my life as I've lived it, which is by way of doing sweet fa which may have a negative impact on my peace of mind. Unless of course I do so knowing there's a risk of incurring such, but its for a worthwhile cause and ultimately I'll be able to deal with it because it's not wrong.
About done with other people in large part I am, my involvement with others has only led to disappointment and flack I could well do without. If you're going to 'do a job properly, you do-it-yourself'.
It's imperative that I remain as sensible as can be given recent developments and not only for the sake of myself, there are a few other people I'm trying to help and have been doing so at great risk to myself. Though for the time being I'll keep what I'm referring to in-house, as in to myself until it's deemed beneficial or necessary to go public with said information; but some real progress has been achieved. However, readers of this blog will be aware that it's my intention - starting at the very beginning, from my earliest memories - to lay bare the conspiracy that is my life. Hence I've spent quite some time of late trawling through old photographs and documents in preparation of doing so. Take note too that not only will I be putting things down in writing now, but that I'm to be making a series of documentaries in support of the text that's produced in addition to this. Once my next moving picture project is finished, which will be soon, it's these I'm going to be focussing on and I do feel confident that my competence levels re editing film have reached a level at which I'll be able to produce very watchable quality material. Audio has been a problem since I began making what I call 'de-programmes' - I have worked thus far with pretty low end equipment - though thanks to a friend who's given me a much better microphone this is no longer going to be such an issue. Some fascinating exposé's heading your way then if you stay tuned - and that's a promise!
So what's my reason for entitling this post 'Meeting the Targeted Individual Community'? Well … essentially it's because I've dedicated most of my time, energy and resources in recent years toward trying to assist certain individuals and organisations that portray themselves as being a part of the whole of this. Something that I'm certainly not going to be focusing on wholeheartedly any longer; though it remains my intention to promote some I deem worthy of my doing so via Ti-Television, but my days of involving myself directly with them - unless they're already known and trusted by me - are done with bar my being presented with very appealing inducement(s) to do so. In other words from here on in it's going to have to be in my best interests or its 'No Way Jose'! Though it's the rationale behind my making such a statement which has prompted this post - now I've taken some time out in the wake of my involvement with those alluded to previously. Because I have encountered some bleeding awful people, that not only do I want absolutely nothing more to do with, but that others should certainly be giving a very wide birth to too. The levels of hypocrisy encountered via said involvement literally makes a mockery of everything, and not only of what the decent ones amongst them are trying to achieve - which is the exposure of their torment and suffering - but of their own exertions.
Casting my mind back to over a decade ago; just prior to encountering the doctor who saved my life in performing an operation on me and a time when my physical person was in an incredibly serious state of decline because I could get no medical assistance whatsoever. No medical assistance with an issue a consultant at Kings College Hospital had four years previous to this time explained was killing me. A meeting I've detailed before in another post and one in which said consultant actually stated that he couldn't believe I was still alive at that point. He was the person who initially explained to me that I was implanted with technology and furthermore that it was in the process - as I've said - of terminating my life. Doing so very slowly and incredibly painfully as my Wisdom Teeth were 'trying to grow' naturally into the area of my mouth that they ordinarily do, but that with me, could not as implants had been deliberately and surreptitiously screwed to my jaw to prevent them from doing so. Moving implants - telescopic ones - which to boot were regularly pushing with real force into the deep lying fledgling teeth. The swelling of my gums and throat was immense, so much so I could barely swallow food at times and it was also explained it was causing a something-embolism. I don't recall the prefix used, but for those who're unfamiliar with what an embolism is, as I was then, below is a description:
An embolism is the lodging of an embolus, a blockage-causing piece of material, inside a blood vessel.[1] The embolus may be a blood clot (thrombus), a fat globule (fat embolism), a bubble of air or other gas (gas embolism), or 'foreign material'.
It should be noted that again as explained previously, the implants inside my person are networked, connected by micro-wiring and therefore at this juncture with all the pressure being applied internally everything was constricting. So when I use the phrase absolute agony I mean it; my entire anatomy was effected too, not only my mouth and throat regions. I still bear scars and swellings on the surface of my skin in areas from this, notably at the top of my spine as being crushed internally clearly caused a great deal of damage which surfaced leaving these physical reminders beyond my being released from the intense hellish torture endured over a what was an eight year period. The closest thing I've encountered since to mirroring the experience I'm attempting to accurately convey here was what the rat in the following newspaper article was enduring prior to being found by a farmer in India. Check it out and perhaps you'll get somewhere near to being able to comprehend my prolonged ghastly experience - which is putting it mildly. [link in red]
"Neighbours filmed the rat, which was said to be in 'immense pain', and Mr Singh removed the sapling after taking the rodent home".
NB. The rat got a whole load of attention from mainstream media globally, but on establishing the legitimacy of my case the national press here were censored prior to going to print on the story. And yeah, I've remained im-planted to this very day and it still fookin hurts like a bitch!!
So, excuse my digressing please, back to the time described above when a friend I'd known for some years was encouraging me to go online and seek out others making similar claims to myself in order to connect with them? "I've looked", I told her. "It all just seems so bonkers, I've got hard evidence, have won a legal tribunal and it's so difficult to ascertain who's genuine and who's not so I've stayed out of things". I still harboured hopes of resuming my career as well and didn't think such would prove to be a prudent move given this. But before long it became apparent that the operation I'd had wasn't proving to be the long term solution to my woes as I'd hoped - I was still somewhat in denial myself re what doctors had explained to me - my issues continued and even though I'd managed to get back to working full time it had become impossible to keep this up. I quit, had no choice really and even though I'd been making lot's of money my position had become unsustainable. Physically it was too much, far too much to cope with alongside the targeting and if I hadn't taken that decision I do seriously doubt I'd have lived much longer. I took to resting a lot, eating as well I could, as a consequence got stronger and the following year in 2009 started writing this blog as a means to communicate my circumstances outwardly. Remaining reluctant to engage directly with others online I maintained a focus on merely surviving, keeping myself to myself whilst engaging where and when I could with official bodies. Which paid off eventually because when I managed to meet with doctors from the DWP whose role was to assess my ability to work, they accepted the evidence I presented and thereafter awarded me disability benefits. Prior to this time I was in receipt of about £56 a week, a sum I don't need to emphasise to anybody that is wholly insufficient to live independently in London as I was. So at this juncture a great deal of pressure in trying to deal with the practicalities of life was lifted too. Hardly flush, but able to cope if I remained very sensible and my health did continue generally to improve over time. Had rough times still of course, but adapting to focussing on coping made all the difference.
Fast forwarding again then to 2014, beyond my speaking publicly for the first time, as of course then I began to receive a degree of attention, namely and largely from people within the so called 'Targeted Individual Community' because the technology aside it had been TI's I'd spoken of.
Some of the first were the dubious couple pictured below, a certain Ged Monty - or Jed, he uses both names - and a woman from Florida called Sandy Logan Kay. They explained to me they'd had an extremely close online relationship for a considerable amount of time, that they were TI's and Ged was prominent on Facebook as somebody who was very knowledgeable on the topic. I had a dormant account on Facebook I'd created a few years prior to this time but never used and was persuaded to hook up with them on there. Whereupon I also began to do likewise with others - as you do.
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Ged Monty and Sandy Logan Kay |
Time moved on, we stayed in touch and I went on to speak publicly on other occasions about the Targeted Individual controversy. As a result of doing so I was invited to speak in Warsaw, Poland in 2016 and accepted said invitation. Sandy, Ged's cohort had stayed in touch via Facebook as well and explained to me she was friends with Max Spiers; somebody who was also speaking at the same conference and had recently travelled to Croydon with the event organisers to meet up with me. The details of which, the meeting that is, will be of great interest to many as beyond the conference alluded to Max was to die under suspicious circumstances and there's been a great deal of reporting on this in the mainstream media internationally since. Though I hasten to add even though I'd been one of the last people to spend time with him beyond the conclusion of the conference, no organisation including the BBC which produced a documentary on matters were to contact me at all, even though others close to him had urged them to do so and given them my contact details. I had to explain to quite a few people that I was well known in media circles, but that it was also well known a media blackout concerning my circumstances was in place and therefore none would be allowed to interview me. Max was supposed to have been traveling back to London with me too, we were booked on the same flight, though he changed his mind at the last minute for reasons I won't go into here and now.
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| Max Spiers |
Be really handy right now if Max was still around, it would, but alas he's not. What you got re information concerning his death was influenced heavily by a certain Miles Johnston who I've encountered on several occasions - but take note; he was at the conference in Poland myself and Max were at and I never uttered a word to him. Indeed didn't even stand close to him at any point, which notably to my knowledge neither did Max. He was telling me things I wouldn't accept, really serious shoite, about Miles yes and Miles was as white as a sheet throughout the weekend whenever I caught sight of him.
Why … ?
Well, kept my mouth shut long time now to absorb the bullshit; watch it go down and position myself to respond to it with the benefit of hindsight. I have … or ave, even.
Patience, ti's a virtue you know … !?
And I, practice what I preach.
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