#would have been a terror to grow up in. the feeling that gces and a levels are narrowing your horizons. there's only one path for you

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but a high school party is the perfect place to announce a goddess of mystery and doubt! who needs doubt as a comfort more than goddamn high schoolers who are told every day that they need to figure out who they are and fast, because the future is coming, and it won't wait, and you'll get left behind if you don't already know what you want. Cassandra goddess of mystery should absolutely be the patron of teenagers, the one who tells them it's okay not to know! it's okay to be figuring it out! you have time! you are a mystery infinitely unravelling and what violence it would be to force yourself into a little box before you're even ready!

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Raven Dane is an award-winning author of steampunk, dark fantasy, alternative history and horror fiction. Her first novels were in the critically acclaimed Legacy of the Dark Kind series; Blood Tears, Blood Lament, Blood Alliance. These are dark fantasy/alternative history/SF novels about a non human race of vampires who most definitely do not sparkle!

In 2009, Endaxi Press launched The Unwise Woman of Fuggis Mire, Raven’s scurrilous and most definitely adult spoof of all things High Fantasy. A fairy tale for grown ups with a sense of humour.        

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Described as The Gothmother, Raven Dane is all things Gothic. With a ‘taste’ for vampire’s and ghosts, poison and dark fantasy, she has entertained readers of all ages with creations from her inky quill (I’m absolutely convinced she uses a real quill and ink!). She also enjoys dressing up in Victorian Gothic clothing for Steampunk conventions, and has a wicked sense of humour.

  Hi Raven, Welcome, and thanks for agreeing to be interviewed for my blog; Flailing Through Life…

  And talking about flailing; do you ever find yourself ‘flailing through life’?

Flailing?  Sounds very energetic …lol!   I used to find myself frantically plate-spinning, trying to balance work, bringing up my son, looking after my mares and writing. These days, I sort of crawl between time spent writing and  the necessities of real life and my ever welcome duvet. Wish I had the energy for flailing now!

  Raven, you’re well-known for writing supernatural stories. There is the Cyrus Darian series and Legacy of the Dark Kind series, plus many more. What draws you to this genre and what kind of horror do you prefer to read (or watch) yourself?

I have always loved SF and dark fantasy.   I was a precocious early reader as a child and devoured books at a fast rate. I used to sit on the floor by my parent’s book case and read works by Edgar Allen Poe, Shakespeare and Oscar Wilde, especially the Canterville Ghost.  That story terrified me; it wasn’t until I re-read it as an adult that I realised what a poignant, sweet story it really was. In those early days I was definitely drawn to the dark side. My brother and I used to sneak downstairs late at night and peak through a gap in the living room door and frighten ourselves with Quatermas, SF and old horror films. Later when we were older and could watch what we wanted, we loved the old black and white Twilight Zone and Outer Limits as well as Hammer horror  and old SF films like The Trollenberg Terror. And of course, Doctor Who which I have watched since the very first episode, usually from behind a cushion.   Today my love affair with horror and dark fantasy has not dimmed. I am not a fan of gory fiction (unless it is something by Sam Stone, who adds style and great characters to the genre). The same goes for torture porn like the Saw films and  the growing in popularity extreme horror books, they are not for me.  I do enjoy creepy ghost stories; I am a huge fan of Susan Hill and M R James novels and their film adaptations. Ghost stories in a Victorian setting are a favourite for me to write. Other favourites include dark fantasy like Guillermo Del Toro’s Pan’s Labyrinth, his two Hellboy films and Clive Barker’s Nightbreed.

  As a writer, what would you choose as your mascot/avatar/spirit animal? And why?

That’s a tough one. I have a special affinity with horses and love cats, wolves and ravens.  I would have to choose a dragon though, for its magical nature, grandeur, its ability to soar to distant, exotic realms and to incinerate anything and anyone who gets in its way.

Editors beware!

  What was the best money you ever spent as a writer? What did you do with your first advance?

Did you splash out on something exotic with your first pay cheque?

Not my first pay cheque or advance. My other half has supported my writing all our married life and allowed me to work as full time writer for many years. It has been a struggle and we have gone without the material things that many people have thought essential in life, like holidays, big, new TVs and modern cars.  So anything I have earned has gone straight into the household running costs. I did however, treat myself to a huge golden velvet dragon made by a lovely lady in the US.  Total extravagance though!

Oh, and after a successful morning’s book sales at an Asylum weekend, I treated myself to a gorgeous black pirate ship hat, very steamgoth, very me. I have had so much fun and use out of that hat, it was worth every penny.

  What was an early experience where you learned that language had power?

I was blessed to be taught English literature by a lovely lady called Miss Curry. She was not far off retirement when she had the tough job getting our lively class through the GCE’s for O and A levels but she introduced us to wonderful things. The powerful emotional impact of the War Poets like Rupert Brook and  Siegfried Sassoon, the ravishing beauty of the English language from  poetry by Gerard Manley Hopkins.  I think the most powerful moment for me personally was the first book that made me cry, to really weep as if for a person I actually knew…and that was The Ship Who Sang by Anne MacCaffrey. If the fate of fictional characters can move me to mourn, than what better proof of the power of language?

  What kind of research do you do, and how long do you spend researching before beginning a book?

Research is vitally important to me, whatever I am writing. I tend to research as I write as I never plan a book in advance. Some writers are planners, others fly by the seat of their pants and get straight to work with no idea of where the story will go. I am a definite pantser. Research can take me more time than writing sometimes but I think it is essential.  I spent all afternoon recently researching a historical find that I mentioned in just one line of a book. Even in the most fantastical setting, research can give a depth and believability to a story , anything less is cheating the reader with shallow, implausible storytelling.

  Cyrus Darian is a rather unusual name, how do you select the names of your characters?

Some come to me instantly as if been channelled from another dimension. Others can be a nightmare and get changed many times throughout the writing process. Thank goodness for my friend, the search and replace thingie on Microsoft Word.  Cyrus Darian was a bit of a blend between the two. I decided he was Persian, so being named after a great Persian king of antiquity suited his vanity. Darian came into my head as a nice sounding name. I used my other friend, Google to see if it meant anything and discovered it was a town in Iran. Perfect. Mind you, it might not be his real name, Cyrus lies all the time and uses many aliases.

  To date, what has been your hardest scene to write?

The hardest was also the easiest…if that makes any sense.  The end of a story arc for one of my favourite characters was always going to end badly for him. He had become more than someone fictional but a very real presence in my life, so knowing how it had to end was deeply emotional for me. But the scene wrote itself, confirming it was the right plot thread for the culmination of a trilogy. Not saying any more…Spoilers!

  If you were not a writer, and you could be anything else in the world, what career/vocation would you choose?

I love any form of creativity so always drawn to arts and crafts but I have no talent and anything I do is just for the pleasure of making things.  I was always a good actor as a teenager, I was the annoying little madam who always got the main female role in all the school drama productions which were almost always Shakespeare. I was the only child for years that was encouraged by the teachers to go into acting much to the ongoing annoyance of my younger sister who was at the same school and  did become an actress. Her teachers suggested a career as a secretary for her.  A mixture of a sense of family duty and the need to earn regular money took me on another path, journalism and later fiction writing. I take part in amateur dramatics now and thoroughly enjoy being on stage…I love to make people laugh… or boo, when playing the baddie in Panto.

Or be one of those smiling ladies in sparkly clothes riding a dancing pure white Spanish stallion in a circus….

  Have you ever had what one might call, a supernatural experience or event occur in your life? If so, would you care to share it with us? If not, which figure from history would you like to receive a visit from?

So many!  I am very attuned to the presence of earth bound spirits since a child. I wish I wasn’t to be honest. It is not something I can switch off and has led to many uncomfortable times in the past. My present home is totally spirit free which is so relaxing!  The worse one was an encounter with an angry, aggressive spirit in an old farmhouse where I worked. Young students at the riding school lived there and though we never told them about it to avoid hysteria, he was always targeting the youngest females, trying to frighten them. One day, when the house was empty for a couple of hours, I went in and ended up being pushed down the stairs. I could feel the imprint of strong fingers digging into my shoulders.  In 1995, there was a big fire there, no one was hurt but the oldest part of the house was burnt down. All the spirit activity stopped and never returned.

  11 And finally, what is your favourite childhood book?

Oooh….a tough one, I have so many. The first one that sprang to mind was  the fantasy novel, Elidor by Alan Garner. I loved it and he is an early influence on my writing.

Thank you so much for agreeing to be interviewed Raven.

      Raven’s most recent work is included in, Trumpocalypse; an anthology of satirical horror from authors on both sides of ‘the pond’.

    You can find Raven at   http://ravendane.blogspot.co.uk/  and her books to order from all good bookshops, on Amazon or direct from Telos Publishing. At the moment her books published by Endaxi Press are only available as eBooks.

The Raven Dane Interview Raven Dane is an award-winning author of steampunk, dark fantasy, alternative history and horror fiction. Her first novels were in the critically acclaimed Legacy of the Dark Kind series;

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December poetry /will edit into lines this evening- /

Taken personally--------------------- I am amazedI have to admit to find that some fellow poets here on this siteto find it has been taken personally or as slight I have written constantlyI have said as it is for me, here and now I am talking of what is happening to me I have not sent anyone unsolicited messages I have only ever answered messages I have received which I thought was polite and am amazed At Uni we learnt that poetry encompasses all thought In my Masters literature studies of two nations I found this was so too That not only comfort poetry which makes one feel good is poetry but also the realityexpressed in every sense I am sad that you guys don't realiseI don't know who has sent you unsolicited messages but it wasn't me I am far too busy for that the only private thing I have ever writis if you want more details, please ask me! I am a very busy personI daily teach umpteen young people literature and have said time and again, remembering Germany of thenI write it to ensure no one can accuse me of not having told I thank those of you and am deeply grateful you who understand and have tried to understand of what I am talking and try to support mewhy so many voices seem to be misunderstood probably the old storythe message is not instant enough those who are corrupt shout louderand people believe the loudest tone At school I had a friendwho once explained to me, why no one listens to me two babies, one is crying one is notwhich will the mother go to? So, as this horror is happening to meam I supposed to somehow lie and say it is not? The health ministry------------------------ This one comes from the Health Ministry: Anna of the lab St Barthsdoes as she pleasesnot as is fitbeing not exactly the level she would like to beso has to use nasty waysto raise herselfand cover all her crimes The Health Minstry cannot stop heras she would have them all She used illegal deedsfrom Civil Servantsagainst ordinary people from various Ministries Pam of Pensionsput extra taxes on old granny and used her own expertise to cheat us in every way though we had little enough even the Junior Health Ministerused the Lab Computer to copy storiesof his family which were my familyDid they help to LITERALLY rebuild the nation as we did I wonder? after extended multi copying of all my workfor decades, the lab intended to black me as a copiertelling me to use my own work not copiesbut I got distinctions always in lit and art from school onwards? and so it goes on and on and on, using and robbingthe domino effect you see, scares them, losing high wages..so you see what a terrible ass the law really is when challenged by truely corrupt cheats! man, and we gave our lives back homeand risked death daily to help these jews or should we say Arabs-After all they have their country in arabia now.This one comes from the Health Ministry: Anna of the lab St Barthsdoes as she pleasesnot as is fitbeing not exactly the level she would like to beso has to use nasty waysto raise herselfand cover all her crimes The Health Minstry cannot stop heras she would have them all She used illegal deedsfrom Civil Servantsagainst ordinary people from various Ministries Pam of Pensionsput extra taxes on old granny and used her own expertise to cheat us in every way though we had little enough even the Junior Health Ministerused the Lab Computer to copy storiesof his family which were my familyDid they help to LITERALLY rebuild the nation as we did I wonder? after extended multi copying of all my workfor decades, the lab intended to black me as a copiertelling me to use my own work not copiesbut I got distinctions always in lit and art from school onwards? and so it goes on and on and on, using and robbingthe domino effect you see, scares them, losing high wages..so you see what a terrible ass the law really is when challenged by truely corrupt cheats! man, and we gave our lives back homeand risked death daily to help these jews or should we say Arabs-After all they have their country in arabia now. All poems posted on this website are the property of the author. They may not be distributed, copied, edited, or reprinted without express permission from the author. Split personalities One of the doctors who messed usbut not as badly as the Jewish onesSimon, of the corrupt labwas French now I would like to saythe French have a severe problem as brother hates brotherit is always the worst you will all remember that Charlamagneafter the wars of Christianity when the Saxon lords rode away having lostpromising to become Christian prayed to their Irmininsulthe Gauls took twenty three thousand men, then add their wives and childrenas reparation from the Elbe they are great ones for reparation are the Frenchthough I like the Gauls very much indeed it sounds better than the british lootingstop after the sergeant blows the whistle and any british troops may take what they wishfrom any private house in India and not be corrected right now think, these numerous thousands of saxonsall became part of the so called French nation so now you have the problemthe French have a split personality oh yes, personalities do countnature is never outdone I was a refugee and found people acted according to their inner personality so the poor french mandoesn't know whether to act as a saxon or as a gaul! For Goodness sake,we are all mixed can't we have a brotherly Europewithout all these constant inbattles we all had Empires, bullies and murderershonesty and sin belong to no one nation and now here comes the laughwhat is a nation, my blood or my political leader? OF EMPIRES WITHIN EMPIRES Mr and Mrs Green of Redbridgeformer brutal axe man and former workerat the lab St Barthson full payno longer come into workShe appears once in a while(he of cruelty fit for a Spielberg filmand she fills in false docutmentsor rather fills in documentsas someone she is notand uses my work off the lab computerand our refugee stories as theirsif by innuendoto send to magazines as her own)They are on over a grand a week I say because I have a good friend of decadeswho lives at Ilford who gets none of my lettersbecause the Green's fear I might confront them Listen I never ever read 'Main Kamfp'even though at Univerisity of LondonI 'studied' Communism and NazismThe teacher was a girl straight out of Uniwho hadn't a quarter of the facts I hadand merely filled the students headswith newspaper articles and such I hear though that now they don't teach historymy own daughter now a College principala former theology and philosophy studentwhen head of religious studiestold me that they had to teach the holocaustthe version over here without resistancenot the real one where millions of germans died too odd we hear nothing of the fifty eight million of the Gulagsof sixty million african slaves alone of the British Empireand the rest of the rest of the worldIndia and so one and all the rest from other Empiresbut ofcourse our Lords are jewishand need to keep their seats securely before I begin I want to make it plainwe were against Hitler from the startwe respect education and knowledgediginity and honour and he had noneeven when the British CHamberlain was giving him all he wantedbecause they well knew history I also hear that in America as over herethey do not teach history at low levelsthough at my German Universityand on my M.A. German LiteratureI was highly impressed by american studentswho were far superior in knowledge to the Brits(I mean that, I was impressed!) As you all know Prague was once the most eastward of the first Empire of Germany's Universitiesand that the French had sat on Germany's necksusing every kind of terror inlcuding throat tearing Senegalsfor one hundred yearsdestroying literature and culturetaking over seventy percent of the gross product Hitler promised them the French outand a job to every german but not only thatand here lies the reasons many germansother than that first two and a half percent who listenedbacked him to the hiltbesides being an extremely efficient nation Hitler did have a proper plana Europe run from a central area the eastern polish lands where to be farmlandswith their excellent heavy growing soilshe spared no farmers when moving for the planGermans from different parts had to be movedHe planned a deep sea canal to Leipzigfrom the North Sea so that goods could come inland before he went barmyhe planned many thingswhich would have created a strong united Europestrong enough to be able to stand up to a British Empirewhich is the main reason for the wars anywaytwo competitors at each others throats but he had a war to winand he went barmyhe went against the many, many allies he had at the beginning everywhereand like another President I know of nowdidn't know his geography at all wellknew some of his history too well as all uneducated peoplethe facts became too muchhe hadn't learnt not to wake the bearand he didn't listen to his clever peoplemaybe he saw just how lacking he waswhen they spoke I don't knowwe were always against himuneducated men have flashesbut rarely morewhich is why we are asked always to back up our arguementswhilst at University to teach us to make a practice of that sadly university is now little more than a job centre to keep young off the streetsmany wouldn't pass an old style leaving examI have a book of a sixties GCE maths examspupils sigh and cry at how high the level I used to teach my sixteens from a sixties JUNIOR english bookfew sixteen years olds can cope with it now!the levels had to be lowered for the second language students mayhap? when we came to this country after the warwe had to join in our age classes and that was thatno veils or special diet of easy peasy stuff for usboiled cabbage, boiled spuds with watery gravy, prayersties, blazers, skirts, white socks and do as we do...it was a healthier atmosphere altogetherwith strong standards respected world wide! I had also an english secondary leavers bookwhich the lab Pakistanis pinched for their kidsas they all want to be better than the whites-healthy competition if that were all it was-it is impossible to get hold of themMaybe the government is scaredif the people comparedthey would stop listening to journalists assurances! well I thing in Hitler's GermanyMr and Mrs Green would not have been suchI doubt they could have taken a Grand of tax money weeklyfor their comfortable life style in their big house in Redbridge but then we need to circle backwho taught Belsen these psychiatric nasties in the first placeGermany's jewish psychiatriststhen the Germans used it on themthen the americans brought it thereas they did most things worth bringingwhich the russians didn't nabtried it all out, bettered itand filed for the all time as too cruel to use so the Britsback in competition againusing it all secretly from Kaspar and Kissingerwhom they told we were 'dirt' so we could be used for murdertorture and robberyas did Hitler what was it Anna lab lady bossess put onto the machine''we could show Hitler a thing or two'' pressing my whole rib cage today!pain as of infectionthis is punishment because I taught childrenhow Yorkshire miners ladies had to pullcarts of coal up coal seamsI am not to teach kidstheir own historyor that is what they said it was for it will weaken the victim before her timequalify;testing the pressure of pulling a coal cart..... THE PRINCE COMING Du wirst nochmals ausgeraubt.. I made a tactical errorso the whole area has to be blanketed with her wordsthen send round lieslab was poaching they were atrocities. oh yesthe atrocities will be made goodbut you have killed peoplemade good in societythe Prince coming was far more important they're using the whole populationfor ground breaking experimentswithout the least safety guardby cheating we retain our leadthat's just Britain it is so outrageous people just can't believe itit depends on that to keep goingthe Mental Health Act does not allow for what Anna of the lab is doingthey are criminal offences you will get your bank statementand that is thatit has been rolled throughand the Pakistani lab staff have all taken a big sharebut prove it, any of it..... SEXING AND HEXING manufactured illnessesclose friends and family all dying of rare cancers Yes, I will take all her work off again for youwhat are the terms the tsunami was also oursall the major disasters in recent years they manufactured the naught girl theme on you/(me)to cover a sex programme from the highestthen they had to hex you to cover thatyou took the punches but didn't react Now write her Iron Cross story, that one(for yous out theremy mother told me that in Hitler's Germanypeople used to say:first you got the iron cross, a medalthen you got the wooden cross, death) She (me) told the police what you have donebut said nothing about the Royals(they think it is a hoax) she (me) is after the labsend a policeman round when her son is therethey already did-he warned her not to write the truthThis time I will tune him... Get rid of Mustafa the toilet cleaner Personnel Managerthey'll catch me out with him he can't be clearedhe is a child rapist twice over move him somewhere else Now Mix it, old stuff which everyone knowsthat confuse the trail of her stuff, I don't want the lab..........so that is why the lab friends needed establishingon her work..all the people on the machine will be wiped off soonThey took loads of her hair out I am going to deny it alla whisper in the P.M.'s ear that he comes alright feeding misinformationcovert insertionsdetermine what people hearfrom random bits and pieces of informationit is just sadistic destruction for the sake of it they wont let her have a normal relationshipso she refuses to have any at all, for two decades now..... ON A DARK NIGHT Saturday was black, wet and dismalwalking from teaching language and literaturethrough the alley of mother's flat there in Firth Park on the Pennine Wayhooded midgets in expensive geardrooping baggy jeans and swarthy skins only one lamp lit the alleywaya group of young menwith bags wet and glistening passing by me shouted out'she needn't think she's getting this stuff back'laughing loudly at me which is the method the lab favours for telling of its crimestonight New Year's day night, returning from mother's flat she's ninety one in a few daysyet the research beasts still use herand son, whom they hammer mercilessly two Pakistanis stood on either side of the alley openingsaid one to the other'that was her stuff you wrote, wasn't it?'-' Yea' and laughter That is the method the research beasts favourbecause they were told by L.A.this method brings anger to its limit L.A. man is a jew and a homosexual they saySad really, my grandparents saved jews from Hitlerand my best friend was a homosexual man! Three days ago, at three a.m. on microsoundthe lab put onthe whole area will be filled with her words sad how professionals teach the young to cheat and thievethe stuff the Pakistani wrote is of eastern european background to be copied as the jewish lab workershad used it to write stories in their own namesto Women's World, Cosmopolitan and other magazines So if the jewesess and jews had committed crimesthey have to ensure that everyone elsealso commits crimes, so their crimes seem less. THE KILLING MACHINE On the killing machine in the labSt Barths Human Researchthey have putmy danger iswater......... so dare I come over the pondto see all you guys..... and you knowthink about itif a man pulls a triggerhe is the killernot the machineall the lab operativesdoctors onwardsare all proper murderers I can't swim I don't swim as a tiny totmy mum used to despairmy pinny front was always wetprbably marry a drunk they all saidthe problem was definately water I just don't like waterit's cold and wetand not too clean where ever it iswater is my problemso says St Barths machine. THE WHITE MAN! In this rubbish which they call a trialthe lab staffall of them trained criminals and murderersincluding their doctors ...today's ordersgo into the house rob the sketch book she did one day on a sunny daywhen she went to sit at the nearby Botanical Gardensif she locks it awaysteal anything else..from the doctor who comes in daily... (I leave sketch books in a boxso in the evening after work I can take out which one I want to continueto continue it, easilysome of these, the lab thieves have stolen them) anyways, in this rubbish the part they call virtual reality(Anna the lab bossessmakes such a wonderful non real worldone of their idiots had put on the machine.Can't honestly say I agree!I could do betterand I am nothing but a painter-teacher) they rubbish which works in the labhas to put on to the machinetheir deepest feelings theory:they abuse me by using my and my family's liveswithout being asked to or invited against our wishes and then abuse meby my having to listen to theirsand my God, are they rubbish! this one skull smasher and squeezerput on this: I do not know how to conceal my hatredfor these white peopleI have to be with daily this guy gets a wage like the rest of us only dream ofthey get anything from being illegalto their insurances (because mine were robbed)ironed out by the white bossess (sorry I cannot call that a lady or a woman)they get family creditlive in West Londonthough they are not entitledget everything England hasto commit crimes for the 'bossess'endlessly He cannot conceal his hatred for white people? yesterday at the Post Officea young Pakistani womancollecting her hundreds and hundreds of Benefitsasked the asian post office clerk: you were open at Christmas? He answered : No she said'you celebrated Christmas?'he looked sheepish'well no'he said'but you did' she retorted triumphantly'the Post Office was closed!but it was open at Eid.' I nearly said this is still a Christian country you knowthen I realisedthat was rubbish toothis Christian country with its jews at the tophad had us committed to life torture and theft by the wayI am not surprisedas each new inmate came into the Concentration campsthey were allowed a bag of stuffgangs in the camps robbed the new inmates(this is recorded..part of my studiesWest Ham Art College Library)I never repeat gossip only recorded things When our group..the losers as the lab keeps calling uswere sent East and West afterwardspeople went mad for a short time as my mother called itsex and such from nerveslisten we all know about adrenalin and nerveswhich is what the evil lab plays withas people in this country are rather innocentvery sheltered and apathetic..and they talk about the chinese nanny state, pah!...but we did not rob our fellowssystematically as did the jews their brethren I walked out of the Post OfficeI had heard enoughthough the white man has black momentshe also had good momentsand all nations kill and slaughterit is the nature of the male human animaland women who have too much maleness incidentally guys it is not necessarywhen a Catholic St Lucian and his wiferefused to leave my homea Pakistani family with many children offered me a home for nine monthsthey celebrated both the lady sagely told mewhat Christmasit is our founder's birthday on Dec 25th!we are celebrating birthdaysIn this clever waytheir chidren were also kept happythis lady would have spat at the skull squeezerwhom the english elevate and she would have laughed at such stupidity!as would my friends were I lived at Jihad Headquarters.The stupid english again! In my household toowe celebrate all things Romanand then two weeks laterwe celebrate everything again Byzantineas my dad, the writer, was a Greek OrthodoxMe, I'd try to celebrate anything with anyone! let's all be happy and celebratenot make wars THE FAMILY Use the family for anything you want was the orderseries after series of illegal horror experimentsrobbery after robbery, costing us a small fortunetorture on torture, without any way to complaindestroying all in your paths..so sayeth the labSt Barths Behavioural Science to its 'helpers' The began using the boy when he was twelvehaving got the name of our familyfrom a dirty minded family doctorwho sent it to them in secretwho had less sense than a street prostituteand thought himself modern and clever in thoughtwith no idea of cultural or historical backgroundwhich even children in the East would know Prison would await themso the lab tried the biggest bluff ever to have been triedin the history of mandestruction before now destroyevery member of the familybefore they realise and can complain they began with 'sibling' competitionswhich one would be the strongestthey all must suffer to find out this answerthen began the straight forward hammerafter grandfathers operationsurgeons hands guided by the lab machinethey guided the boys now grown Order rang out from Anna and Steve, bosses of the labmake sure they get no schoolingmake sure they get a prison sentence somehoweven if only speedinga thousand pounds for speeding, an accident or two in the making or two weeks in prison Drugs range across the landanother game of testing to playmake sure to guide his hand to a kill each timenow add the BP hyper and the restthe lad has no ideaone wont touch drugs after the lab remote torturethinks its the drugsthe other goes in heaviertrying to find relief in the drugs from the remote torture the old octogenarian mother imagines she has a tumourits where the Russian officers bashed my skull with a rifle she concludesshe's too old to tell her of how the english playshe just wouldn't understand and searches for KGB menwont listen when I tell her its the english not the KGB The violinist with so much skill and talentis the weakestand succumbsThe lab Pakistanis start hammeringhe's dead anywayhammer him more The lad wont listen to his mumI tell him :know your community, your peoplego play your fiddle at the irish pubsthey'll love you even in a wheelchairlegless or what ever just strum that fiddle but the Pakistani heardand caused an accidentcut through his handonly a small cut at firstat the hospital the Pakistani doctordo exploratorywe haven't been allowed medical help for two decades nowonly the lab interventions with its own corrupt quack They rip the hand open down to the wristcut open three veins and musclesthe lab Pakistanis laughThe stitches go badthe stitching is crookedhis toes are blackhis hand ill matchedand now has no feeling well mother dear, the Pakistanis jeergo tell him to play his irish fiddle now..see what you can dohow you can still save himwe can do betterwe have more powerwe rule this land of yours now.. the fiddler sinks into deep depressionit is impossible to explainI saved the other childrenbut he is beyond me to savethey make a beeline for himas with me and dadmy dad the writer already deadme they keep trying to killand he is parcelled with us.... STRONIIUM RAYS I have kept my peace long enoughnever let it be said it was my silence ...now let is delete the cancerous material...we don't tell them it includes stronium rays guys, listen to me carefulthis is not a joke] this is one of the secrets of the nationsplease note I write, nations in plural most Presidents knowI thought there might be one decent one amongst them it turned out to be the KGB man after all we had suffered there, nothing like here listen: on the evil machinethey create a programme killing, raising or what everthe programme follows through and kills Is that the programmer or the machineis the question as for the reading of the brain chargesI did find a flaw in the interpretationa person with a filthy mind and evil deeds interpretes innocent things in an evil waythe innocent even interprete evil innocently but sadly the killers walk amongst ussmarming and smiling as they hide what they do knowing what lies the media is being forced to writesaying privately, I never knew England was quite so corrupt ..England will be victoriouswe will even beat the Yanks at their game... London has killed many, many on its programmeusing others as its red herring and tortured many... the Presidents all knew!two met their demise on the cancerous machine. I can weep no longer...just read when I tell you of it and believe all else seems nothing in comparison nowI am pleased they let the Polish Pontiff die properly. THE SKULL PRESS the torture remote is quite mild at the momentcompared to what has been the pressure on the brain and skull quite lightbut who thought of that one the Pakistani health workers and toilet cleanerstheir community has some odd shaped heads as many are long over in-bredin Pakistan they die at birth or lack of care here we give them every attentionso they live long and useless lives so they Pakistani workers who are barely literatecouldn't pass a Biology GCSE were allowed to use our bodies(''she/me to you, took the brunt of it'' they said) and press down, out, over and under my skulland guys, let me tell you, it is painful especially all night whilst sitting listening as I teach their commumities childrento try to glean a little at least, hoping to become semi literate Esther Rantzen on the BBC we told that you wiggle aroundand we had given you assistance not the reverse The BBC were told it was a sort of sex experimentFrost was in it too, but not what they were really doing beaming porn actresses into their studio as me; in the labarynths of the BBC is a small studio where Syd does his corruptions and there can be no reverse of this so called trialwe would be hanged or face life prison and the Ministries the next girl in has to repeat pressing glands nasty againwouldn't you think a 62 year old woman, ripped, with five kids had had enough of that, so to copy their kids thefts from me, they've now pinched my son's university computer stick with essaysmine had photos of teaching in China microsound:we did a deal with the chinese from Londonand you were our red herrings for use on them ah, now the chinese, the brits had them on their screenand used the pupils and system remote whilst I was there as well as me, so now the pupils there tell methe Dean and nearly all staff have changed and miss, suddenly we have so many english teachersmost come from Oxford, to a second rate private college I nearly fell over laughing but that is how they workuse what I do then give the other used a special pressy! Yesterday they had said: the chinese will be held backDo you want to be ruled by the chinese what stupid, stupid leaders they now havebut then lots of others in the system said the same! irritating my womb nerves at the momenttrying to clear up to make ourselves look good we just wanted to train all and every staff member we haveto be able to kill remote and to every crime on your helpless bodies and lives - you were chosen for yourvulnerability and turned out to be a gold mine for friends and lab still copying, copying, copying to cover our staff's earlier copyingwe had even ripped open letters to use for our own use and it still continues now severely battering the violinist sonsaid the Pakistani: well he's finished anyway so we can use what we want on him till he's finishedthough he is english and we are not, we can torment to his last days. The lab is asking for a family to be chosenfor a gift for bravery. another of their tricks, things we should have they give to others with much pomp. to cover theirusing our little family and destroying us to death three down, three to go to kill. All paintings gone, jewish ones particularly to the neighbours and writings as the lab creates more thieves.Stupid as she can prove where she was anyway! to cover the three jewish doctors in this.Ah- the corrupt old island hasn't changed an iota. THE PRINCE SNEERED On boxing nightwatching all the Royal televisionstill a Royalist ofcourse with split mentality of sorts just like being a Pombrought up here can never be shaken off The Prince over the words we're richsneered Now the lab has played my tvfor over twentyyearsand put on their version of things often so much becomes unbearable to watch tvand I switch over to wordless music they change the words tooand always havethey call it 'talking to me' they had talked like thisthe Prince's worst fear is thisthat someone steal my bank card so they have to wreck our financesto cover this worst fearthe Queen mother's worst fear was the wrong operationso they took out my dad's heartthough his was very strong and gave him a german oneas punishment for being in the german armyfor three months at the end rather than being shot!and killed himThe Prince has not checked an iota of the issues the lab had writtentaken all as honestbut should we be surprised all this because the lab had written for one issuenothing to do with me. please note 'I am rich'who the lab or the Prince?certainly not we fun hammering helpless people, isn't itwho have no way of escapingor of answering back... THE ROYAL PRINCE they say this royal princeor princeling or whatever came in again to askat the lab St Barths Behavioural Science exactly what was going onthough he has not bothered checking to this point They say the lab yet againlied or rather they say the (secret) queen Anna bossessundisputed of this land, she says 'I use language more cleverly'and merely told him, 'you victims had agreed' they told the Prince that we had offenced or someone had offenced a broad statement in itself for they had offencedand to set the record straight I have not I have a police certificate as a teacherwe are forced to get, which says as much. I had once imagined the Royals must be very clever people with so much knowledge at their fingertipsbut begin to wonder now does his majesty understandhow low the I.Q of this group is trained to care for the retarded, idiots of medicineeven the bosses and comfort the Health Ministry men I am a mere painter and poet, copied by this nation yet know they have the imprint of every Royal on that machineI have no power as a little woman but am desperately trying to get my imprintoff that machine being used for evil I do not want Mustafa the erstwhile toilet cleanernow personnel chief, pouring over my files gained illegally some of them illegals, yet the royals don't seem to careor are they just playing chicken and dare? poets postscript:I am a painter not a scientistmy impression is thisthey go over your electrical brainwavesre-translate them into actionswhich is translated onto the screen for them to readI might be wrong .. WHOSE MAST? This morning I wrote a letter to a friend in the States I told him of my christmas in Beijinghow I took my girl students to Church the funny things which happened thereof some even funnier things my kids did in Church when small and how my close friend in Londonhad taught me it was ok to get mad because I try never to show angerShe was the daughter of the Bishop of Iran taught me how even Jesus got madand threw the tables of the money lenders across the floors of the TempleThen Wakid one of their Pakistani who pressed my gut, though they have no medical trainingand now know the secrets of the most sophisticated machine and of every one at the top in every country in the world told how he was supposed to be a Ukrainianand put over Ukrainian punishments on us over their virtual world from the machineand how each one of the Pakis had taken one thousand out of my account and now have all changeddown a lot of the figures even though I moved it all to Germany for safety. The Germans say the labare totally lost and theirs now The Pakistanis want to rob half of all our savingsas we are a two lone old ladies with two kids two hours later over the t.v. progof 'Gone with the Wind' one of my most favouritecame this message tell us more tales about your kidswe have orders to rob your life in every possible way mix and matchI am another Oxford Grad's friend echoes of your work must be everywherethe L.A. Jew ordered that, because you saved them then Chris the Oxford Grad, lab bossess wanted for toy boypublished two books of my work in his name a present from the labsagely Wacky Wahid or whatever asked ''and whose Mast is it all going through?''You'll have to go to the very top for stop! paid by the labto copy and copy New York addedwe can't help you with our lawyers! to qualify:We don't give pocket money to our childrenhence the robbery of our money they say and a German POW told my mother back thenthat a british girl he had made love to back then smelt terribly, so we have to go through the gut pressingI could not stop it as it was all long before my time and the other things are matters of cultural differencesand beliefs. Odd how we have to respect Muslimsyet paid by the Brits they hit us constantly fetching more weirdoes, Indians and Parkis into the lab! THEY ROYAL NAME They used the Royal nameto qualify testing which was really tortureto qualify manslaughter which was murderto qualify international and internal crimesfor decades They used the Royal namefacing prison sentencesone and allto get permission from above(some clerk signed it)using lies and faked documents They used the Royal namewhen in daily agonyand every road blockedshe wrote to Pravda'the truth'what she had been told and what they had done They use the Royal name constantlyto continue the most terrible torturesand manslaughter to this daylies as are beyond beliefand crimes to cover those liesadding to it theft and destruction'give us every unworkable programmeyou have in your files'with special additions they are St Barths Behavioural Sciencewho call themselves Human Research "Losses will have to be made by victims-a lone woman, two fatherless kids and two ancient folk-until we are all clear, home and dry!"The Compensation is now so greatno one dare attempt a law suit... CLANCEY AND CYBERMEN they are growing quite an egothey have manipulated whole governmentsthey are said to be the government in all but namethey are the government for practical purposes How can you understand over the periphery calm? they said the same thing about Chicagoduring the prohibition Capone ran the townthe same way that St Barths Research is running alltheir own countrydefacto power to run everything easing people into a conditioning programmeinstead of using an open more violent approachcalling it an experiment bigger than any beforewith one tiny insert into the Times which nobody saw how was power taken from Capone?Liquor was allowed againhow can power be taken from these lunaticsopen up all the secrets It is laughable to read thiswhen a few of us know exactly what the brits are doing with their present from their friends over the pond: A community of people who believe the government is beaming voices into their minds ... may be crazy, but the Pentagon has pursued a weapon that can do just that and this is mild to what they can really dobelieve you me.. and if those guys over there think they are letting the London lab do their dirty workremember that we all know where the stuff comes fromlovingly presented by lovers to lovers of(ring a roses or what?)and who will get the crap for itand it won't be the cunning BritsCunning is something they have been known forsince the time of Queen Bess the firstand piracy and the restas they smile in your faces The lab anyway has sent them round all her systemto cover their international crimessetting off alarms at Santa Monicawith secret films from private bedroomsto amuse former lovers of labsover the pond (tv thenNew York secretly watches the poor woman and kids livesThe Nook in Crookmoor Sheffield on the Pennineslike we watch Eastenders and Coronation Street!) these secrets that the States carefully checkssend as private to its militarycarefully testswith cautious revealingof what they can doyet the enemy has been toldby the lab over here The lab just flounts uses everywhereon anyoneusing idiots and unskilledfor their own personal furtheranceas do the old twisted Lordsto whom lives don't countexcept they expect us to cry for theirs(well we helped you guys back then)spreading terror amongst the population with secret weaponrycarelessly usedand massively abused It's ok said the bossessno one will believe herjust a poet and artistno one ever believes themas she even destroys literature and artas well as worthwhile people. THEY ALL GOT A PRIZE FROM US Everyone has been orderedby the labto throw out and destroyanythingthey were given in writing from the lab The Germans have been well paidfor the crimes they committed for usand we told themtheir most stupid would passANYONE COULD PASS and become qualified to practiceon humansafter coming to Londonto play at crimes on helpless people The Germans were told:you were constant but not too clever upstairs (oh..)you were violent(oh..)you were sexual(I am celibateI was raped as a small child by a Russianand have a torn womb flapbesides other injuries)Smile from The big Berlin woman'bet that made you smile'from a nation whose womenwere raped from one end to the otherthat amount of understanding is unbelievableThere is now a technological rapewhich is something they used on the Royalsby remote irritating womens womb nervesmen they get very high erectionsit has been perfected for a long time from the sixtiesbut a side effect can be cancer..It says I tend to drop themThe lab shoves men onto mewho are in their thirties and rapiststhanks but no thanks At the bavarian children's home you had a small sore at the corner of your mouthaged about sixishyou have a drink problem(I am teetotal?) Klaus kills people his mind is like that of the English labhe broke my octogenarian mother's vertebraewith too much pressurehe gowned up and measured retarded women's vagina'swith his fingers!wonder if he tells his wifeLike the Lab Axe man Redbridge Mr Greenwhose daughter Faytold friends her dad works in healthso the lab laughed and added'he does, he kills more than he works with.''I can verify thatHe hammered my skull so badlyI will never forget(being formerly a russian jewish stockno crimes ofcoursenor his wife of German jewish stockwho falsified patient forms on us stole work from the screen for herself and daughter) the germans were toldwe have three fools hereMy mother is nintyone and they still abuse her dailyis it her?the former interpreter at the Foreign Ministryor my dadwell known satirist Semen Telewnyin the Free Ukrainian presseswhom the lab killed some time agojust another experiment, accident in the making they call murderor my daughter who is a Principal of a Collegeor the son they have crippled with experimentswho was playing violin in orchestras at fiveand always got practically full marksenough, I am not going onbut that is what they were toldeven that eldest son, an engineer for Bektelsis retarded! Some of the other germans were made upwhich Anna, bossess, calls her virtual reality(she's the lunatic in reality)One Berliner called Felix took out fifty percent of my hairas that is another thing they do They were told to try outall illegal acts on us whilst ''studying'' in England The Health Minister Arnoldofcourse also jewishand the junior Ministerwho wrote our life story as his family historyalso jewishso that was a laughas we come from the Ural Mountains long agobit far away from the deserts of Israel I'd saythough we did what we could to save them thenrear lover of the Bossessalong with Denis and ArthurCivil Servants of the Stateall of them lovers of the lab bossesswho also committed crimes for her(my present day tiny pension is witness of that)to keep her out of prisonand destroyed our livesand many others .....interference in private lives is expensiveadded one Toryeither for the familyor for the government.. Poor Arnold was so besottedhe could never work outwhich was lies which was truthof what she told himand was heard to sayhe was struck down with love for the bossesswho really doesn't know what truth and honesty meansnor her previous boss, Steveyet, they handled the Royal lives? Each of the Germanscreated a thief and a break into your (my) houseand a theft from the bank accountsas well as other crimesthey all passedthe Germans all got prizes ordered from Englandfor being criminals from us I sold your sob storyto everyone by everyoneand now I made you f*rt(pressing gut used on retarded) this is a prize labdoing this for the future of this countryTorture last night and this morning very badthere are two girls inwho seem to be particularly viciousand the bossess tried to threaten the Americans(now that was stupid in my mindGermans and their eternal guiltis one thing, but the Yanks something else) Sadly I had always seen english womenas strong and daring to tell the truthI am sure they were in the pastwhat is this scum at the top now-they are I find nothing of the sort how many more times do we have to spin this .. All I have to say is this:BULLYING IS NOT NATIONALEVERYONE DOES ITBUT THE BRITS DO IT MORE CUNNINGLYWITH MORE MALEVALENCETHAN THE REST! THE RETIRED COP On our ownsince the lab separated usbefore they separated the Royals now over sixtyknowing the lab ruinsany relation I might try in England (dangerous to them)thought I'd try the Statesland of the free and achievers on Christian Mingle I found someonewho looked right down my streetjust a possibility this might work then as answer to my mailsthe weirdest stuff you ever did seewhen I asked what it was he didn't answer at alland the relationship finished therethough I couldn't understand really now I am toldthey didn't send my letters throughtelling of my life and strife the point for this?the lab has violated every possible privacyevery liberty and every right to please their Might they say on the tvit was just another issue for us heresome are better at thinking them up some more vicious and to see if it was possibleso lonesome I remainknowing what could have been! SANTA MARIA KINDERHEIM As a childthe gentle nuns cared for memuch loved for ever by me I never forgot and send them letters and cardswhere ever I gowhat ever the english do to us I sent a Christmas greetingsto my old first school therein beautiful Furstenzell in Bavaria no answer, so I sent another oneand snail mail cards to the children's homeas we kids held a christmas play back in '52 no answers, have they all died methoughtthey always answerthe tv has just put the answer over all mails have been blocked for weeks nowall mail to your childhood home of many years have all been blocked too it says on this file which we have to usethe stupid women who deal with the retardedthat you have to make the Pakistanis community there your community, we do not want you outside of thatwe want to keep you contained there and all you sayThe germans who were paid by the lab St Barths it says on the file that you must forgetthe wonderful three ladies and your fifty sisters and brotherswhose lives you shared in for those years paid lab germans specially chosen who have killed or for stupiditywe were told by the jewish doctors you were desperatewe were told to torture you remote to give you a break down so they could put you into a mental homeand have you pinned downthey even control whether you can go to China they want you to go to Russia and disappear thereAfter the last war, anything any Jew says to us, we doas it was before the last war, for us nothing changes you Huns can try to fight for right but we can'tthe english paid us, we have to play their tunewe wanted you to come to Germany we wanted to make some of it up to youthat we have done to you and yoursexcept when you were over here at University we robbed and tortured you too of thousands and thousandsI thought you were sick or somethingthe file said you were a monster..(you believe that?) So now again, the nuns arn't allowed a greetingnor the children of the Primary School at Furstenzell in Bavaria. Blow, means another visit!Oh and they think I am english as do so many, even Chinaand think the english are wonderful because they like me! How can we stop you going to America and talking?ok Alyson, start painting...over televisiontv twetntieth December at midday ''Alyson has to paint all her (my) stuffthen everyone else also copies itIt is the life's work of a clever woman'' HARVEY MARGARET AND YOU Margaret was on the programme tooon that awful attrocity of a machineat St Barths and so was Harveyas well as you unwilling prisonersthe Princess and Charles (the Princess was askedshe felt it was her civic dutythe Prince likes different things) which therefore meansthe toilet cleaners and Asian health workers (now deemed experts)have access to the secret lives of all the top so Anna of the lab bossessnow I quote:the most evil woman ever in humanity whose every action is evildishonesty and criminalitytold to Harvey please have these drawingsand use them for yourselfthis poor soul from whom they come is badly retardedand will be gratefulif you use them as your own so since then Anna of the labhas been working hard with all her monstersto make us retardedand here I quote again is killing my family offone by oneincase we are ever heard! THE PRESIDENT AND THE LAB All of us have used and abusedour tiny family every one of ushas robbed themevery one of ustortures themmother nightlyincessantlythe crippled sonincessantlythe rest constantly (and I prayOh God, why didn't you let the Russiansship us to Siberiainstead of Westto this) we rob them remotewe torture them remoteif they survive that's their good lucktheir bent doctor Jackput it the bestif they die, they diefrom our torture remoteif they livetomorrow we torture them againthat was twenty plus years ago Father murderedson crippledthe rest held back Three in the morningbreaking sleep is their regularon the sound thrower Give the President the winkwe at the labare going to use all american trickson what is left of this little familywe have american imprints hereso will play little american games for our own amusementon the victimsand a new load of ''lessons'' are they real americansno, but we will put on all sorts of rubbishwhich we call a virtual reality worldfrom our imprintswhich is supposed to confuse youbut in the eventit does not we call them lessons so they sound nicerand no guilt is felt by the sadistic torturers and killerswe are training No respiteNo word will get throughthe dark young girlwho was the last beastblocked all things everything sentto family and friendsfor days and weeks nowShe is amusedthat she has taken partin the major destructionof helpless, innocent human lives Tell the President when we are donewe will send their labthe resultsof our torture, theft and sadism....They were always loyal to Americanswell they saved jewsand rebuilt usso what does that mean to us or anybody..Everyone and everything on the american machineswill now appear on the London sadists laband any trick will be performed over thereno secrets of any sorts possiblefrom a nation which prefers Muslims and its Pakistanisto hard working europeans who slaved and toiled for them all their lives.. The Americans have agreed everyone will reuse the work on the London machineillegally there from your (my) life's workpaintings, poems, family stories, academic and creative The Canadians have been trying to catch this system for long enough send that wink to the american President FILM POLITICS All the B.B.C. is peopled by pretty honest chapsand regularly shows these factpeople seem not to be ableto take two and two makes four Churchill in his dayfor the war effortallowed film makers to portray Germans in any way at all to change the countries swayit was never rescinded Until world war oneGermans had been seen docile, good natured chapswho worked hard.But then when the russians were needed Union-Labour members toured the workers of the landtelling people that Ivan is really not so bad!So guys what you see in films is not realit is what a director deems fit to filmfor what ever reasonsmoney or power or both The lab St Barths even made a film of meafter their beaming looped all over the placeThey tell me a porn second rate starletwas paid a thousand to pornwell, they could have used a first rate star at least!and put it through all powerful receivers world wide.but as porn is now common as muckwho cares anyway. Then they fetched the Queen and the Princeto the lab to view what they were going to showworld wide. The Queen they say went very white and frozeand the Prince murmered ..very sexyDon't ask me, I haven't a clue, I havn't seen it but German research who felt sympathy for mepaid to come to the lab to torment for themtried to keep me informed on latest steps on usdiscussed that it couldn't be meas genital hair was the wrong colour!(I think they guessed anywaybut are scared of the jews of this countryhence the country sends Briton and Curry to the E.U.) Now if they have to go to the bother of making films of ME!!!I now disbelieve all I see unless it is in the flesh!I do wonder what I do on it?They say if they can take one photoof you walking on the streetsthey can make a film of that. It is used to show the trainy researcherswith a file so dirty it would make a porn magazine sweatwhich is rather funny as my nickname as a young wifeby my ex's friend (separated from us by the lablike the Royal couple)was Little brown mouse! but as the file says I am dirty, stupid, slovenly, nymphomaniacgreedy, loose, spotty, hairless, frigid,thief, child molester,Nazi and the rest (I know that one was the old M.P.they said)They take all sorts of weirdo characteristicsand put them togetherfor me to be punished for I quote now'Is she climbs to the topwhich she could easily have doneWe'll be done for, all of us at St Barths' So I decided long agothat Black Magic is not deadthe way they played debasement at Mass and other ServicesWeird behaviour, dirty smells all of it are usedby this load of criminals and porn film makers What cowards our Royals arethough we used to be Royal servants of our peopleThey were a much better lot! AFRICA The lab St barths whird Mugabeas the english dojust how much damage can he do.. and they whired africans over here too''now the Africanhas been given all your ideas with guarantees for selling'' this is between the englishI know my dad the writer Semen Telewnytaught me that Empires are evil people want to rule themselves and learn by their own mistakeshe felt very strongly about this all I say is this..to my many African friendswho say, we like youbut the Germans treated us not nice You no doubt do not knowthat the Frenchwho had had their Army in Germanyfor one hundred years brought in Senegalese soldiers to Germanythese Soldiers not only raped hundreds of german womenthey also bit their throats through This was not told me by a Germanthis was told my mother by a French Nun at her Convent in Bratislava She, though French, was disgustedthe Germans did things for many reasons during Hitler's timeand most were not an island they had a beginningwhich history likes to hideas they lost well, I am not a Germanand I am finding outjust how brutal the english methods are.. and they tell methere is no use in running to France for safetyas the French have no methods of sorting such international problems only Germany appears to have solicitors who canand might....and before everyone gets emotional I am talking historical factsnot film fantasyremember, we lost more than any of youhelped to rebuild yous at your invite and what have yous done to us? EAST EUROPEANS 'I am impressed with Anna bosses of labSt Barths Behavioural Scienceof east european things..' the ministry breathed well she should growled anothershe's killed enough of them in their accidents in the making to get their inside picture..wey heycome to england slave for them to get richto become a test product for Anna and her evil lab so sorry my dear , she breaths at me with sound throwers nowyou had your uses for mewe used you allwe do not consider you as humansbut we do know how to do it secretly filling forms in everywhere as we gothat's all it takesfilling the appropriate formsand the Ukrainians got the chop I did say, she breaths at meI would correct things later the Ministry answeredno need to botherthough I no longer go to service them there anymore so we at the lab use a new severity of torture'but that lot are all innocent of anything' came the answer yes, but we at St Barths are not!now put something brutal on the machineas if it were gangrene..she tells her Pakstani boysthe violinist son won't survive anywayso we might as well torment him to death..yes, british born, british father and so onusing Pakistanis to kill him slowlyfrom a London lab all emails have been blockedbut here is a letter to the USA to a Federal PrisonNo let it go..why because she only writes of Christmas in Bavaria and G.I's No, we don't want them to know what we are doing reallylater she might get over there somehow the americans are starting a lobby against what we do herehaving seen us and Putin did it long ago(I saw it in China on computerPutin will sue anyone who tries any psychiatric tricks on himfrom this lab) and, answered the Paksitani swine of a murderer' I thought the family was restrained'Oh no, we the lab restrain themand add alsorts of rubbish onto her(me) file One nice notethe Indians are finding it too dirty, massive pay or notOne Assif, is getting outHe said,doing things like thishow can I prepare for the next lifeand he is off their list of murderers.... but the Muslims with all their holiness continue though I teach Muslim childrenand advice Muslim women I personally thinkyes, it stinks as well as stings on me and minethe british want to see who low will these muslims fall for themfor money with the deeds they do as they did in India...This morning sound throwersthe Muslims have paved their own graveswhat they have suggested will be repeated and Alysonthe woman who cannot paint nor writeand is now selling like madI quoteit is part of the experimentto make idiots perform for the labto get out of troublehas now mixed your family historywith her own to sellto cover doctor Meyer and his family believe methis is how carefully planned it isone paper back writerused all my family's names and all the places I lived in in east London.. I wouldn't careif they didn't rob my stuffbut they take all my years of work from my house The Asians are not bothering with anymoreclever mix and match per Anna bossess St Barthsthey have discovered that the U.S.also has copies of what I have done and doand it can all be found and will be foundlater.... POLITICAL POLITENESS political politenessis akin political correctness it skirts round rather than sortingused extensively by Brits 'the Germans we used in thiswill never know what we really sawthank you for your help'' ''She (me to you)was a problem to us at the lab''(the lab should have gone to prison) The germans were given a fileasked no questionsbelieving all their conquerors are so fine only we germans are badcould have done such wrong in the pastthe british are all angels on earth Now you knowwhy I do not want to go to Germanyhow ever often it has been suggested As Stalin saidno answers to our accusationswell put out a few more accusations this lab is an equal to Stalin any dayand much worseas of Stalin people knew These politically correct, smiling murderersof St Barths labno one thinks of as the evil doers they really are. No wonder one put on the soundthe germans are more stupid than we had imagined.and the spinning goes on and on and on now put on her file she lost all her friends in prison(she's never been to prison..) and now put on her filethey are all out of prison now-the lab put out an order the sons must be imprisoned years ago, no education allowedas they had been used as children remote by the labso one got a two week sentence for speeding another got three months in a category Bwith murderers and rapists at eighteen years oldfor standing guard when friends pinched some films She writes to death row prisoners in the U.S. to support themit is their detailscontinue the thieving of all her writings and paintings copy all her historical details to another friend of lab bossessshe learnt from her parents who came to rebuild Britainafter the war and helped us to become great again and that which she learnt at studies at Universities over the yearsI will write sort out sales and what you have to write as I have done for all the english failures who now sell for me at the labso I can never be caughtspinning spinning the country and the world from the lab...using political politeness as a front and no one guesses. DOCTOR DOCTOR doctor, doctorI hear voices don't worryit's just the machine at St Barths microsound messing doctor, doctormy cranium is so painful from all different angles at nights and my cortex is under some sort of pressure don't worryit is only the lab trying to weaken you using lasers and gama raysand turn you into a vegetable so they will have nothing to worry about any more. doctor, doctorI get the runs during lesson times, on buses, at meetings only don't worryit is only the lab pressing your gut by laserthey call it having a laugh and do it to the retarded. None of that system are medically trained doctor, doctorfor two months my breasts hurt like someone is hitting them don't worryit is only the lab hitting your mammary glands with the laser or rays, they'll continue to do that off and on continuously for yearswhen a new one tries to give you cancer, they put cancer spores on your skin too. Goodness knows how you have survived. You and the violinist son have taken the brunt of their endless punishments. doctor, doctormy womb is in pain only during certain lesson times don't worryit is only the lab Asians putting on the womb nerve irritantsrather ill informed chaps about anything especially medical matters putting on their particular form of torture.They are trying to get you to touch up some boy.(beyond normal mortals to understand) doctor, doctorI get these shakes of my head, and my skull seems to be pressing into my shoulders sometimes don't worryit is only the lab trying out alzheimers on you. They probably brush your eye nerves too, leaving you with blurred vision for a whileFun for them as you paint.. doctor, doctormy chest hurts don't worryit's just the stronium rays from St Barths on your sternum and lungslots of deaths already from that one doctor, doctorI smell horrible smells and they say some of them, that I smellI am in the bath daily? don't worryit is just Anna bossess at the lab, she smokes and eats meat and so on, so the combination of chemicals makes her smell strongly..they intensify everyone's smell by millions activate your smell cells and put it on your wavelength and vice versa. I can assure you, you don't smell of anything and the lab asians cover themselves with perfume, which you don't so they are punishing you, being young men. doctor, doctorI have palpitations and a tight ring round my chest don't worry, it's just Anna and her girls and boysit's just the machine at St Barths and some of the foreign folk paid to come and experiment on british citizens illegal, banned and unworkable programmes from America with spite added. doctor, doctorI have occassional memory loss and you name it don't worryit is just the machine at the lab. they wipe occassional words from your mind as your mind is on the machine which is why they use your work constantly incase they are sued to disprove their crimes doctor, doctor the pain in my arm, you wouldn't believe such pain, even during lessons at Barnsley College don't worry, it must be the bulls at St Barths powdering your bonesat your desk teaching and on the way there and back, that is why they block all establishment work in this country now for you and yours. doctor, doctormy hair came out in clumps, but only once in China don't worry, it was Felix visiting St Barths from Berlin, trying out range oh and they use that technique to threaten retarded patients to behave as they wish. doctor, doctorI have smallpox pustules all over me. They started just a week before I went to China. don't worrySt Barths, (actually Guys knows but is saying nothing)was going to try it on the nation everywhere but decided it wasn't worth the bother for the number of deaths. doctor, doctorI have broken bones don't worryit's just St Barths playing their gamesbreak a bone here, break one there remote ready for war and the War Lords doctor, doctorI wrote to the medical council and they told me to see a doctor don't worrythe medical council can't get that system over here. It is criminal law. Just try and live with it my dear until they kill you early from weakening processes carried out daily all night. I alone have given you two things you should see a doctor for..'now why should I see a doctor, it's from a machine, not a diseased body, take it off the machine.. even the Queen couldn't stop itThe Lords condone it, so just live with it.. LAX LAW fetch all the unworkable programmes from the US of Alet them praywe'll show them how it's donewhen we've wonwe'll telluntil thenwe'll just sellall that is hersand sell and sell and sellwhilst she sits teaching the next generation call using and selling hersby ours sponsoredpart of the experimentwe don't commit crimesjust experiments from labs on the People lax we are told means looseis not tight, is slacknot strict or exactlaw you all know, some respect some do not are rules of conductwhich were established for the nationsto save them from anarchy and self destructionexcept the lab St Barths and Health Ministrywho just ignore solicitors letters asking for at least an explanationreturn of stolen post and goods stolen by them to create new crimesand please will you finish this rubbishwhich the americans said was calous and crueland therefore unworkable the seeking of justice in courtswhich the technology of St Barths blocksviolaters of the lawunder the banner of experimentation the men actually tell me it was something elseAnna the lab bossess was very unimportantbut tried to become noticed and importantand found by the lewidity and misconduct of a doctora family which had once been placesbut do not crave power or noticeremember the musicians of Belsen? It is an odd thingthose who can and have do not have this adverse side to their naturesnot even under the baner of experimentation those who can and havehave a pride in what THEY can doand do not need to rob the work of othersnor surround themselves by copiers One should feel sorry for themif they left others alonebut they seem to need to destroyall who are different and all who are real people and our lax laws do not prevent them destructive trail..FREUD’S LEGACY from remotethey now irritate every nervein the female bodyespecially the womb nervesno wonder the chinese banned Freud's books the dark side of medicineyou wouldn't believe what they can and dopressing the cranium all last nightjust to train more sadiststo commit more crimes on tax payers money the women and men who do thiscall it the frustratorno one can imagine without having it done how terrible it is they did it to the retardednow they do it to people outsidethe retarded screamed in painthe people outside don'tthey just suffer and are played with these little known technologies which have been in practice a long timesince the sixties in factare never blamedthe sadists who use them get off free the Nations use them to further their own powerMany women are wrongly 'heated' it is calledthe theory is that they should then sleep aroundit is used as a punishment to keep women in their orderThe dear Princess had it used on her too You (me to you) were wrongly heatedyou were beamed to the Big Applewhilst being heated the people in charge of this section of the lunatic fringe of 'research'are mainly jewish so cannot be charged with crimes Massive damages were due youso instead the lab St Barths turned it all roundand used your family as lab ratsunfortunately you were all clever and talentedso we used you work as well as using youTHey even listen to my lessons and use them too for two decades now.Americans showed the lab how not to get caught in these practices as the bossess had bedded them too,though they never pushed them to such sadistic levelsSt Barths admits this We now have our own British S. A. and KGBcalled St Barths Behavrioural Sciencestaffed mainly by Muslims now doing as the jewish doctors have orderedtrying to silence me. Though I am in an open prisonbut I am not retarded and we had all this before! All done by satelite from a labstronium rays on a helpless populationlasers blazing secretly across the nationjust a few more deaths to our British Ministriesas long as they are not their deaths, who caresPandora's box is now wide open. THE DOMINO EFFECT All her Ministry guys, lovers say isDon't mess Annaas she kills and maims and robs The programme is soft porn from the doctors and labs imaginationusing imaging and all other devisesto train these goons and hooligans for the State's murders It was and is a sick parody of what was once psychologyno one checks if anything is true and all damages are done remoteThey punish the family then have to think of another crime for you the phrase 'too good to be on this earthreally is true' The crimes are as todays Asian (we rolled three thousand out of her bank account for ourselves)'is she still wearing short skirts'(I have never ever in my life worn short skirts!) They have orders to continue the tortures and invent new onesand to keep imprintingto add new people to their fantasy world I can't actually punish her (me) for anythingshe never does anything wrong so we invent the sinsso we keep weaking punishment up constantly hoping she will die In the words of the former Grand Duke Andrew of Russia'this affair inspires such passion on the part of the oppositionThey are afraid it might uncover what they are intentionally supressing develop frenzied activity to frustrate any enquiry they do not dare open this dossier to the public any investigation could be dangerous for thema scandal would be unavoidablecertain people have mingled their bad intentions in this case but all are terrified nowof the domino effectof setting us free from the machine and our jailers.. what have I done Anna blithely sighs to the men of the Ministrywho don't know what she actually does in her labmurders, robs and destroys calling it all an experiment and sweetly answersit was only one familywe all decided on a sacrifice for the nation! FREE FREEBEE ONCE ONLY from grossmisconduct to an opportunityrepair despair impair little known technological secrets long used pull cull dull mull full beaming looping with Major and plagershe'll just have to live with it the nation mustn't know now blow tear wear stare Blaire who doesn't careexcept for his own popularity not for the people deprive blight life trite the might and war lordslook for loopholes and scoop poles gritting their revenge sins begin bring fling think Thatcher guessed, they've pressedcouldn't do a thing so loudly sing and keep singing gift thrift drift sift and carry on sifting and sifting ordered L.A.brain waves translated all thoughts for the lab to nab round pound sound ground ordered prison sentencesfor her lads taken dad from the lab's bads, so sad and keep backthe elder children Try fry cry Di...Programme made to die.. fly talk walk stalk balk talk and talk gotta talk...writers don't say, don't really play she just prays.. there really is no law at all it's sickeningNo one cares.