Lies, Damned Lies & Statistics

metabolism-of-drugs-to-toxic-products-1-728Though I don’t directly contribute too much to the Global Freedom Movement these days, I still regularly communicate with Brendan Murphy and Aimee Devlin through Facebook channels. In fact this quote by Dr A. Greenberg is borrowed from Brendan:

“As a retired Physician, I can honestly say that unless you are in a serious accident, your best chance of living to a ripe old age is to avoid doctors and hospitals and learn about nutrition, herbal medicine and other forms of natural medicine unless you are fortunate enough to have a naturopathic physician available.

Almost all drugs are toxic and are designed only to treat symptoms and not to cure anyone.

Vaccines are highly dangerous, have never been adequately studied or proven to be effective, and have a poor risk / reward ratio.

Most surgery is unnecessary and most textbooks of medicine are inaccurate and deceptive. Almost every disease is said to be idiopathic (without known cause) or genetic-although this is untrue.

In short, our mainstream medical system is hopelessly inept and / or corrupt. The treatment of cancer and degenerative diseases is a national scandal.

The sooner you learn this, the better off you will be.”

At last someone has said it as it is. Drugs are toxic and are designed only to treat symptoms but not to cure anyone. We all know why. Without endless streams of complaints, toxic medicines would become defunct and the bottomless money well would dry up. The problem is the issues go much deeper than this. Even herbal medicines or natural remedies are pointless (beyond remedial cures) unless lasting solutions are targeted. Philosophers bluster about causality as though they comprehend the dynamics of existence. How about putting that into practice? How about trying to find the cause of all diseases instead of these endless lies, damned lies and statistics? For instance, modern “health” does not know what cancer is as the effects (tumours and so on) are labelled as “causes”.

I outlined the four causes (not the five or six science-fantasy likes to invent) of disease last entry on Ozzie Thinker. These are parasites, bacteria, fungi and pollutants. The biggest causer of diseases, by a green mile, is pollutants, period. So how many pollutants have being explicitly identified as the cause of individual disease conditions? I am not talking about broad brush strokes, suspicions or generalisations. So far, for my research, there have been none, zero, nil pollutants that have been precisely identified as the direct cause of any specific disease (i.e. causer of symptoms). The word “virus” has replaced “pollution” to confuse users and medics into believing these are the same as parasites, bacteria or fungi. They, the good medics, can go in and whack ‘em. That’s the mentality of these spin doctors, the weavers of lies that have built up the war machine. Everything, no matter what, is a conflict.

I would like to review another line of Dr A. Greenberg’s epic quote. In short, our mainstream medical system is hopelessly inept and/or corrupt. I would go farther and say the people that support and enable the system are some of the most robotic, serf-serving individuals I have ever had the displeasure of interacting with. A large part of the health establishment, supported by lowly grades, nurses right up to surgeons have come behind the pro-vaccine movements because to admit vaccines are toxic is an attack on their livelihood. In direct debate a course of ignorance, denial or slander is observed. Nothing will shake their lies, damned lies and statistics.

microcephaly-pictures-2There is something else that needs to be factored in this discussion to be thorough. It is not only diseases that cause illnesses, toxins do as well. Some pollutants are toxins, but other detractors include venom, poisons, radiation and so on. Though everyone seemed to overlook it, I did make the case for radiation as the cause of a recent localised spike of Brazilian microcephaly infliction (blamed on Zika virus by Mainstream sources) last post. Part of the liars statistical strategy is the pervert the real meanings of words/intent or to label critics as something they are not. For instance, those that observe the use of mercury, aluminium and formaldehyde (via the preservative agent, Thimerosal) in vaccines are labelled ignorant by pro-vaxxers. Yet, the labellers, in this case, ignore the ingredients of vaccines and prove they are guilty of ignorance (principally meaning one or ones who ignore).

A more classic ploy is to claim statistical evidence relates to something it doesn’t. For instance the Mainstream/alternative prognosis of recent issues in Brazil would look something like this, “Well, there were lots of Zika infected genetically modified mosquitos in the area and that’s what caused the microcephaly outbreak”. Let’s look at the use of “outbreak”. Could the microcephaly condition in acute form be caused by a disease wave? Personally, I feel the prognosis looks entirely wrong. These afflictions look like some form of poisoning; say radiation poisoning, but I’m no expert so I have to rely on in depth research and just a little intuition to join the dots (and not vice versa). 400In fact, gauging what the “experts” are saying about this, credentials are no advantage whatsoever to those serious investigators wanting to get to the bottom of this and find the truth. It is no wonder as lies, damned lies and statistics political currency is the preference for corrupt or inept academics. These foul gorgons deserve to be prostrated and horse whipped before the masses while all their credentials burn in an open furnace. Ah, that would usher in incense for a new age of free thought.

On Facebook I unexpectedly occasionally vigorously jump to the defence of branded paedophiles. Whilst (and as with homosexuality) I am neither pro nor anti the practice, my ambivalence is only moved by oppression; a version of evil. Rabid hordes that champion the attack on underage sex (and that is all it is) are particularly virulent oppressors. No wonder it is the number one action priority of the FBI and all law enforcement agencies on the exceptional occasions genuine misdemeanours occur. They love manufacturing misery, but scarcity does not make good law enforcement business and I am reliably informed all (bar none) child pornography on the extranet was originally uploaded for public attention by agents supporting law enforcement interests. Admittedly several items were the product of intercepted private trades, but nonetheless your law enforcers have made the child porn business, FBI included. I shall possibly explore this in more detail in a future article, provisionally titled, “The Powers’ Great Accolade – Brand Pedo”. Anyway, when I see the regular attacks on the Catholic Church and, less publicised, Judaic priesthood, I laugh, or perhaps I mean grimace.

francis-hidden-crucifix2_med-2It is amazing how adept these photographers are at capturing the bad side of a pope. Ignorant minions can then quip, “Oh I see. He looks evil. Case closed”. Well, the case is never closed even if I say so and certainly not for that trivia. Several hundred years ago the Catholic Church began periods of inquisitions, first levied against the French Cathars for daring to assert Jesus Christ was an ordinary human being. Later, in the renaissance, they targeted witches. Just as with the modern paedophile witch hunts, all evidence was reliant of eye-witness hearsay. We only have the not-at-all-inhumane practice (sarcasm) of waterboarding used to encourage confessions in the US (no foot stoves yet). Borderline inquisition cases (where a “witch” only had one or two accusers) were resolved with the float test. The trussed accused was lowered into a pond. If she sunk and drowned, she was deemed innocent of all charges. The unlucky ones that floated were judged as witches and burned at the stake. Now there’s justice for you!

couldron_boxPICNotably, in the renaissance period, old ladies renowned for their jars of potions lovingly concocted in cauldrons were the target. Their great sin was administering homeopathic medicines to sick people and healing them. The Catholic Church was certainly not going to stand idly by and let that happen. Only Jesus Christ or his appointees were allowed to heal people and, after the confusion of the Dark Ages, the church was all out of healers. So, remembering the title of this essay is “Lies, Damned Lies and Statistics”, could, in some cases, numbers of those Catholic priests or Jewish rabbis have been accused by false witnesses offering fabrications because of obstructive behaviour? Continuing this line of thinking, could that obstructive behaviour have been devoted to sea change against corruption and ill-discipline of the very same individuals spearheading the persecution of paedophiles within the church? Yet, the alternative movements blindly crusade on with their inverted crucifixes and other Satanic symbols empowered by nothing less than arrogance and sheer bone-headedness. For those “anti-paedophiles” that zealously embrace insanity, the terrible teens’ syndrome of modern times is the consequence of adults (regardless of branding) fighting over territory rights. You’ve lost the moral debate on unlawful sex. Get over it and move on.

gmo-monsanto-frankenweed-marijuanaI have already gone into the enslavement of youth as the template for the institutionalization of man elsewhere in this blog, but that control objective has been expanded by the unquestioned righteous. Children can be seized from parents for merely trying to heal them with homeopathic remedies. Let us not forget Dr A. Greenberg’s wise words in the quote above. What did he say again? “…avoid doctors and hospitals and learn about nutrition, herbal medicine and other forms of natural medicine unless you are fortunate enough to have a naturopathic physician available.” Isn’t it odd that the Catholic Church targeted these healers centuries ago and now governments, at the behest of Big Pharma (producing those toxins Dr Greenberg advised against), are trying to do the exact same thing. Those governments are also staunchly against any form of sexual behaviour they decide to deem unauthorised for the greater good. As various forms of Cannabis are becoming so widely known for their curing prowess; it is only a matter of time before the corporate cartels monopolise the resource. Currently, bets are on Monsanto’s lack-lustre genetically modified product (if reports on it are to be believed).

Even so, as I intimated in my last post, “GMOs, Viruses, Vaccines and Military Industrial Sabotage” (which didn’t give me a chance to rattle the tip jar in promotion of my one-of-kind set to blow-the-mind e-book “The Beauty of Existence Decoded”), the misinformation layer is inches thick. The focus of that post was the microcephaly “outbreak” in Brazil. The use of the word “outbreak” presupposes a disease cause and I find no evidence of that. It certainly was not the mild flavivirus, Zika (“discovered” in Uganda 1947 but appears to have been around for a very long time) which produces a characteristic fever that burns out in a few days leaving no lasting effects. Yet the Mainstream tabloids “predicted” this was the new Ebola after some very misleading information had been disseminated by the World Health Organisation (WHO). Alternatives, which I judged are predominantly controlled by the same interests that exude the guff in the Mainstream, pushed the ever present “Bill Gates” (Dr Evil) genetically modified mosquito theme. This was another dud, of course.

Particularly in the last two decades of the 19th century, unqualified mud raking reports became the focus of progressive reform in Mainstream journalism. Standards fell abruptly at the onset of the 21st century with Fox “News’” entertainment journalism. Of course, this has nothing to do with slander or libel suits. In the spirit of Fox’s sea change (which, I must say didn’t make a great deal of difference to output. With faux news who needs sea change?), professional misinformation blogs pander to every whim of protestor mindset, as can be observed in this bogus Iceland “success story”. My friends at Veterans Today have the knack of saying it so well.

2014-08-08-epa-considers-glyphosate-ban-cycleJon Rappoport is one of those fearless genuine journalists’ that does not pander to corporate will. He is adrift of the system and vital, but never angry. So when his conclusions, judgements, beliefs don’t match my own, I take the difference of opinion very seriously. Last post, for instance, I concluded that the microcephaly spike had been caused by a combination of TDaP vaccines and leaked radiation from large ultra-sound machines. lump-hammersThat’s where I and Jon branched and even though I confidently said, “case closed”, anyone that refuses to keep channels open has admitted truth is lost to them. Thus, as Jon favoured pesticides in the water supply and produced a lengthy article paraphrasing Brazilian and Argentine doctors parroting the notion, I took it seriously; very seriously indeed. Glyphosate (the active agent in pesticides), as I pointed out last time, is nasty stuff. It does cause encephalic disorders such as autism and is linked to brain cancer. Jon’s and the doctors’ reasoning is contagiously plausible (given glyphosate is a toxin), but, I still do not concur this time. In the comments section of one of Jon’s articles, I expressed the best analogy I could conjure. Let us compare the head injuries of one attacked by a wiffle bat and another by a lump hammer. If all the microcephaly cases were mild, very slight deformations of the crania, I would have agreed with Jon and the good doctors, but, for my research, some were the consequence of my metaphorical lump hammer. That screams radiation poisoning to me.


Contrary to the opinions of the blind political venters, taking the modern master of lies, damned lies and statistics (perhaps that’s too refined – try bullshit) I do not think Trump is the answer to America’s internal or external problems. I don’t believe he is a game changer for truth, but he is a dangerous player and virtue will be completely reduced to trash in his term, if elected president. To him the end justifies the means and the more lies, damned lies and effective but irrelevant statistics he can churn, the better. Dr A. Greenberg finished his soap box quote with an ever-so subtle throwaway line which can not only be applied to everything everyone experiences, but should be applied without reservation.

“The sooner you learn this, the better off you will be”.


Time: The Great Quandry

51gTKHWX+cL._SX332_BO1,204,203,200_Recently I offered a completely-unseen-before excerpt of my now print-friendly book, “The Beauty of Existence Decoded” (See to Global Freedom Movement (See subscribers. So, I thought, in the spirit of illumination, Ozzie Thinker bloggers might appreciate the information.

Feedback from my Fans

It is only a short book (under 20,000 words), but, within, texts compress wisdom of great power; some Ideas so transcendental in nature they are not of this Earth. These are no ordinary writings. Up-and-coming American musician, Andy Duong (See, reached out and donated for his copy. Secretly (he told me later) he thought I was just another one of those “know-it-all’s” and bought the book merely to pull it apart. However, after reading it, his sentiment changed.

I went ahead and read your book last night. Very powerful stuff. Lots of odd connections were made [leading up to donating for your book]. Your content was challenging, empowering at times […] and a little disturbing […] because of the materialism [criticisms]. […] It is an excellent book. I want to read it again [in a much slower and thought provoking fashion].” AD

Another fan is somebody rather closer to home. You all should know him by now. Brendan D Murphy’s donation didn’t break any records, but as an Australian luminary, I would have probably given him a copy, if pressed. His feedback can be reduced to a single short sentence:

It was just like my book.” BDM

9781452507118_COVER_FQA.inddThat is the greatest compliment anyone could have given me. There’s a little bit of Narcissus (See in all of us. Trust me “The Grand Illusion” is Brendan’s baby. For him to place my book of equal status is, well, I have already said it, the greatest compliment anyone could give.

As I had already released a preview in “Is Science Illusory”, I had planned to tempt donators with the “Preface” (See, but after some stern words of caution from my American fan, I have decided to take a different tack.

[The Preface is] too anti-materialism, only harping on the negative. Your book [on the other hand] is mostly positive and undeniably uplifting – an immensely deep, profound read.” AD

A Fresh Approach

I need a different tack because I am disappointed. Any normal person would have presumed that a small, but robustly vocal following would have amounted to numerous, doting donators eager for an enlightenment download. Not so, I’m afraid. It is as if, with all that “cute talk” about it, next to no one is interested in having existence explained. They take sanctity in the shark infested dark waters of ignorance.

Fewer than 100 copies have been dispatched including giveaways. What a sorry outcome for a year’s perspiration devoted to genius? You guys can make a difference. You can turn things around and give ignorance a hiding. Before I roll out the big guns and eye candy to tip those teetering on the brink, I can say, wholeheartedly, that I have listened [to critics]. Jesting aside, honestly I would be so appreciative if everyone ran with this ball, not only donating but also tenaciously spreading the good news on personal networks. Oh boy, that would make me happy.

People said to me, “We don’t like no e-books {the double negative seemed to figure here]. So I have created a version that will print as 24 pages of unadulterated, lovingly crafted text (you can even toss the preface and lose 2 more pages). There is no point in “publishing it” because, in light of its size, that would be overkill. The way publishing works, as Brendan will tell you, is it’s not the size that counts. Therefore, the price of producing 20,000 words is about the same as a 200,000 word edition! Crazy, I know, but that’s the business.

A Pretty Face is the Best Anonymous Fan

MsXopPbgAimee Devlin, given her proximity to Brendan, I’m pretty sure has probably read “The Beauty of Existence Decoded”. She hasn’t given any direct feedback, but I know she would have loved it even if posthumously. Even though her mind would match the average professor’s, they say “eye candy” sells, so it gives me a chance to show off the face of a pretty anonymous fan.

Let’s be honest, when all said and done, it is the blessed text that should promote the book. latestThat’s what people are donating for. So, without further ado, I have selected a never-seen-before (with the exception of the various donors) snippet aimed at knocking the sooks off. The problem with this, for anyone that saw the relevant hilarious Big Bang Theory episode (See with Sheldon trying to select the perfect birthday gift for his girlfriend (another Aimee [Amy], as it happens), is judgement is largely determined by taste or “one person’s perfume is another’s poison”. Even so, if Mayim Bialik counted as a fan that would really give me a boost.

Profound wisdom from Ozzie Thinker

…All dimensions consist of up to four simple elements; pulses, force fields, waves and frequencies. Similar symmetry is found in cosmic code. The Genome Project has identified a variation (or symptom) of DNA that consists of four chemical elements which, in correct combination, can create anything. There is nothing beyond the power of creation.

indie-rock-musician-wallpaper-3-2-s-307x512A big part of the creation process is perception. Indeed, without perception nothing would exist. Yes, I have heard all those Zen-style arguments about trees falling in unimagined woods which have not been witnessed. However, if there was no perception, existence would not exist because there would be no awareness of it. Perception is a cooperation of existence and awareness. In the case of human beings, the cooperation is selective. We are all surrounded by extra-dimensional entities all the time, but the majority [of us] cannot see due to limited [which is also arguably flawed through limitation] perception. Our perception is designed to make sense of our reality. In fact, more so that reality is our “sense”. Considering my earlier introduction of the mysterious False Matrix, this opens the door to the probability of external influences manipulating how [our] vision is rationalised. A constant electronic mass Media stream shaping opinions to ensure conditioning is the ultimate way of securing imperfection. The False Matrix is a hidden, much more subtle and vastly superior version. Because we rely on our sense of reality, instinctively, we are more likely to block than accept change and this adds to the vile assault on human will, the discovery tour and, as a consequence, balanced investigation. Many would go so far as denying or attacking change for change’s sake in order to preserve their reality. As no single voice plagues society with its exclusive brand of mediocrity, our paradigm can be extended to clashes of culture. Muslims want a Muslim world and defy those that stand in their path. Strict homosexuals, as a variation, might concede bi-sexuality in order to preserve their social acceptability and respectability.

Self-expression invariably relies on cultivating many voices combined as the monotonous chiming “royal we”. The group transcends the self and the art of propaganda belies imagining a group identity even if it does not exist. The pinnacle of Globalist exploit is being conducted to the tune of xenophobic Zionism. This is something that goes way beyond Judaism and is certainly no expression of faith. In fact, the reverse is true. Zionism, unsurprisingly, is an apex of exo-politics. The same pretend factions, visible and invisible, have precipitated proxy order of differing brands through the ages. They fabricated history to censor comprehension. Courtesy of the anthropomorphic field that governs how we react to the astral plane (giant highway that comprises all dimensions and timelines), it is impossible to suppress the truth. Parties to the deceit with clear vision have but three options. They can ridicule that which contradicts their fantasy using terminal props supported by corrupt academics. When that ruse fails, it is then only possible to censor, lose or forget key transgressions against the tyranny that holds power. Finally, only assault and death will bury voices that pierce totalitarianism. History needed to be painstakingly rewritten to cover the tracks of those that lead. The most critical misdemeanour has been the erasure of the true origins (note plural) of man. Chapter two, “The Birth of Hu-man-ity and its Practical Implications”, will redeem conscientious readers. Truth has been in front of your noses all along. “Vision” is all that was ever required.

Existence is much more complex than humanity and its mainstream science supposes. I have explained why the academic community, guided by reductionist/materialist peer groups, cannot or will not comprehend value added existence in the preceding paragraphs. Now I shall attempt to decode the greatest secret of all. It is important to start by saying that though we rationalise time as linear, it is anything but. In fact there is an attractive magnetic force which acts as an unseen guide, something I call blueprint time in other writings. As we shall learn blueprint time is not likely limited to a single print. The same way a prolific painter maps out his latest grand masterpiece, so too are cornerstone events etched into blueprint time. These act as anchors that, in many ways, puncture the fabric that connects dimensional realities. Time itself is series of static scenarios which might appear in chronological order should the experiencer rationalise them that way. Perhaps rationalise is the wrong word. We attach or pin ourselves to each new scenario in an order we call chronological. From this rationalisation of what we generally call “reality”, blueprint time runs in the reverse direction. In other words it starts at the end and finishes at the beginning as scenarios needed to be prepared for attachment in chronological order. Attachments are presented as “menus” that reflect the choices a user faces for any given moment. In its “raw state”, time consists of a hotch-potch of unordered scenarios, thus going forwards or backwards is either the illusion for the experiencer or the determination of the planner. Remembering our earlier gateaux analogy, time is the ingredients randomly arranged, blueprint time is the recipe, and linear existence the cake.

Are you all intrigued?

animal-farm1I think that sample is incomplete and enticing enough to summon brave truth seekers. But, maybe freedom is actually “change without revision”? That would mean we can review the same old worn out theories re-dressed as “new truths” for perseverance of liberty. That, in context, of course, would mean “new freedom” is precisely the same as old slavery; as George Orwell so aptly expressed in “Animal Farm” (See For me, freedom begins with clarity of purpose, cosmic laws and comprehension of the divine. That is why I cannot understand why people haven’t scaled glacial peaks to access fundamental truths.

Really, once again, it boils down to change with or without revision. Those that see value in revision should donate for my book without hesitation. Our remaining, inquisitive inept[s], fearful of detachment from the safety of “the system”; you need to take a walk on the wild side. The worst that could happen is you become more certain of the beliefs you already have.

You’ve convinced us. Where the hell do we donate?

You can seek the book out on Book Tango or Amazon, but due to its larger font size, printing will be a nightmare. Alternatively, and preferably, donations are welcome here ( or

Stop press!!! I now also teach concert piano (skype sessions would be possible for overseas students, but check out my Youtube channel first: see and regularly perform here (See (It’s only $5 entrance to cover nibbles and drinks – everyone’s welcome).

Beyond “Beyond the Love and Light”


I recently wrote an exclusive article for the Global Freedom Movement (see In my opinion Brendan D Murphy (see and Aimee Devlin (A lovely choc-ice recipe are doing a great job and deserve all promotion available. Here are my reflections on Saturday’s “Beyond the Love and Light” event. As an audience member, it puts me in an advantageous position to provide “no bones” feedback.


They say first impressions are everything. Though the Central Park building wasn’t numbered, its imposing status made it fairly obvious that this was the venue location, although routine passers-by would have had no idea an event was on let alone of the magnitude of ours at the aMBUSH gallery. When I arrived, two ravishing blond hostesses ushered me through a mesmerizingly ultra-bright yet, oddly, uplifting contemporary art gallery that focused on expressions of culture. What lay ahead shocked me. In front of me was a spacious converted storeroom. Walls various shades of black, it was cloaked in mystique but the ambience of this makeshift amphitheatre was so low key it shouted “dig me, baby”. Soft pastels irradiated the darkness, giving the room a hip, chill feel. Strangely homely too, it was just the place to sit, relax and take a load off. There was no “door NAZI” to terrorise would be intruders and this cool nest just seemed to beckon, “Come in, come in” sweetly.

shutterstock_138435938One minor downer was the seating was not really geared for long sitting bums and, though their designs added to the “ambience”, for such a cultural marathon we needed more practical support. Though, in fairness to the organisers, “bring a pillow” was suggested.

Proceedings began with the amazing, world class announcing voice of Aimee Devlin (Brendan I feel, though an excellent presenter in his own right, sounds comparatively like a drowning squirrel). We didn’t start on time, but were pretty close as some sound adjustments and manual lighting changes were needed before things could kick along. But that is to be expected as a mind feast was about to be unravelled before our very eyes.

A Critic Never Showed!

Brendan Murphy gave a brief introduction and made it clear from the onset that the revelations were not going to appeal to the “purple velvet and crystals brigade”. I did actually receive a text from a female friend after my soiree and I think her sentiment poignantly summarises the arrogant apathy of faceless masses in general.

“Maybe I read too much into it…though, what is ‘beyond’ light and love [?]…it’s not logical or scientific. To be honest, it doesn’t resonate with me.”

Of course you read too much into it, Julie. If you had bothered to attend, both Brendan and Aimee would have told you to leave your belief systems at the door and come in with an open mind. In fact “Love and light” was a euphemism addressing the fanfare of illustrious institutions such as the Hillsong Church. Indeed one of Hillsong’s celebrated performers described shenanigans there as “R & B” (or “rubbish and bullshit”, off the record).

Julie, in my opinion, was an ideal candidate for the first act which was majestically presented by the popular healer, Russell Byron (see Both he and Brendan Murphy shared the rare intuitive analysis that time is actually permanently in the present and only appears to unravel per linear perception. I was a bit disappointed that neither of them mentioned my book, “The Beauty of Existence Decoded” (you can check it out at, which gives dynamics and reasons for this. Well, Julie, I guess you just had to be there!

Crying False Praise

Please, I am not singling out the Hillsong Church, but it offers a very useful benchmark. Mainly this is because (shhhhh) I know people that go there on occasion; some regularly. There is noteworthy observable commonality. Every single one of these church going folks says exactly the same thing to me. It is always on the lines of, well, “Great show; amazing, uplifting services, but the people that go there are shallow.” You, you lot are telling me the people that go there are shallow?


Well the people that go there are you; that’s you that is. Gauging this universal lack of faith (belief systems without substance), society is, in general, shallow too. The intuitive mind is the exception and not the rule. That’s why so many occasionally or regularly visit the Hillsong Church. Ah ha…..

Russell Byron, Mystical Healer

russellbyronhighrescolheadshot-1On Sunday after the event, I performed Mozart’s Fantasie in C Minor and Liszt’s great Tarantella from his Annees de Pelerinage (pilgrimage years) on piano for an amateur performer’s society. Another player played a prelude and fugue from Johann Sebastian Bach’s Well Tempered Clavier Book Two. The compare insightfully informed us this composer was a mathematical genius, of some renown, obsessed with the Fibonacci numbering system (sacred numbers for beginners – see He apparently had used the golden ratio (72/100) to mark the climax of the prelude.

Though Russell did not touch on the mathematical perfection of nature (our bodies are built on Fibonacci specifications which absolute affirms there must be a supreme architect), his presentation revealed a logical, structured integral harmonisation of the physical and meta-physical. It is only belief systems and associated ignorance that have created the imbalance of bodily harmony (to some degree aided by industrialisation) or so was the gist. In that vein, his gold ratio was

“Resistance to pain equals unhappiness”

We need to be careful here as, though he did not mention it, resistance to truth belies maligned belief systems. Do you see the pattern? The key seems to be resistance. Just about every person I meet believes they are pure deep down but a universal flawed-ness acts as communal shelter promulgating anthems justifying rites of life in favour of “survival” (toxic parasitic peer alignment best enabling self-gratification). Thus, I would really recommend you look up Russell Byron and take his journey.

Alistair Larmour

A strict ten minutes recess gave me just enough time to bolt out to the food court and grab, I must admit, a very tasty Asian section. Wolfing it down, indigestion invited my prompt return to our den with two minutes of mingling time spare. People that had taken their brains with them slowly savoured take out meals throughout the second half, but as I’m stupid, that never dawned on me.alistair lamour

Energy levels were still good as Russell had been informative but entertaining at the same time.

We were in for a real treat with Alistair Larmour (see Other that a tiny black, nay grey, mark at the end his presentation, it was just “wow”! Dancing around the stage with the energy of ten teens, his Apollo-like tones charmed a soon-to-be doting audience. He presented himself as a sort of reverse Messiah and this was someone who could be believed. I know that Brendan looks a little bit like Jesus, but meeting charisma in the flesh was a whole different kettle of fish.

Here was someone that didn’t preach to the homeless; he had been one of those sad, displaced people. He knew all the angles, had seen all the tricks but also understood the bottomless anguish and despair. He was someone on the inside in position to mount a fearsome crusade as he had found the poison root of society. Whereas not everyone is keyed to undertake the rigorous discipline of Alcoholics Anonymous Twelve Step Program, he has been able to adapt reasoning into a way of life that expands spirituality in a non-dogmatic way.

Homelessness is not nice

I very well know about homelessness. In my youth (I think Henry VIII was on the throne then; that’s how long ago) I ran into problems in jolly old England. Taking a troublesome trip north, I had been viciously dispatched by a travelling companion and remorselessly left nowhere, penniless. As fate would have it, an estranged uncle lived near my location, so I rushed to the nearest public phone box to call him, large suitcase in tow. After convincing the operator ten pence had “jammed in the coin slot”, I connected and my uncle offered to pick me up.

He owned a large detached house with five unused furnished double bedrooms. They were apparently all “needed”, so after a sharp counselling session with his new ‘career advisor’ wife, I was told there were “no jobs up here” and I wasn’t needed. Next day, with a fiver in my top pocket, they bundled on a bus back to Oxford down south.

To reduce the load, hundreds of pounds (sterling) worth of classical sheet music had to be discarded, but the suitcase still weighed a ton. So I lugged it round Oxford for a day, telephoning any room for let I saw advertised. Even back in the Dark Ages, rents were in excess of thirty pounds weekly, so there is no doubt I was up a certain creek. That evening the temperature plummeted to minus seven. You can see where this is going…


Anyway, I was forced to “sleep” in the reception area of a police station (about minus six!) as it was too late to access a youth housing charity. That was a separate story. I boasted to the other desperados that my prised possession was a fake gold Rolex watch. It, naturally, was swiped, but they left a Saville Row tailored jacket that had originally cost thousands pounds. Ignorance knows no boundaries. I had one day of homelessness and that was enough for me. Suffice to say, I have never visited or even spoken to my charitable uncle and his wife ever since.

Alistair’s lustrous presentation continues

We were pleasured with a fairly unique take on the meaning, value and roles of our chakras and meridians. Alistair event went so far as to say that our bodies are representative of interloping lives that manifest as chakra energy signatures. My clumsy over-expressiveness does not do justice to his perfectly balanced wisdom which was so intuitive; it was real.

By the end this segment, I was oblivious to the seating woes and lost all sense of time such was my energetic state. We had all been sitting there (except for late comers) for the best part of four hours and when break time came, well I, for one, wondered whether it was really necessary.

real-cover2smallLook perhaps it’s my old Anglophile heritage (I know; bloody POME moaner), but the final slide came as something of an eye-opener. “Six month courses at $250 a month” was one brazen header. It felt like a slight echo of a “Timeshare” presentation I had attended on the Portuguese Algarve back in the ‘90’s. No one left the room in a huff and the lady next to me (an Australian with foundation roots) was quietly contemplating signing up. I must say this was an offer that looked very, very tempting.

There is a superstition amongst common folks that the virtuous would never request money for survival. This is utterly ludicrous and must have been created by the “elites” will endless supplies of subsistence funds. I have yet to meet anyone, lowly or high, with unconditionally generosity devoid of reciprocal expectation. Besides, you can rest assured that a block on funding of the “alternatives” is precisely what the Illuminati Masters want. Welcome to abject slavery with only those on their payroll grotesquely elevated – all for the greater good! Authors, guides and healers are not in a position to play an indefinite cat and mouse waiting game for potential backers. We need support to survive now; I included.

Life on Mars Revision 5 with OT4I and the lady next to me, both, rushed to purchase Alistair’s wonderful book which offers a serious light hearted look at food. “Food Makes MoodWhat you eat creates who you are” is an essential shopping excursion companion. I recommend it. If his name was JK Rowling he’d have sold 400 million copies by now. Of course my own short story, Life on Mars (inspired by Harry Potter) is also available (see

Brendan D. Murphy

My favourite speaker of the evening, as always, was Brendan. Voice tone and delivery doesn’t count for anything when discussing truth and virtue. Here he is an encyclopaedic fountain; a giant turret of meaningful information. What makes things a little depressing for me is, he’s twenty years my junior (shhh, our little secret).

This time he was at his element, taking a lot of material from that outstanding tome, “The Grand Illusion” (I assume everyone has their copy?). Whereas I was raring to go, slowly the audience began to deplete. A few had resorted to standing only and I noticed one lady was feeling faint. We’d been going for five hours and those chairs, honestly, were starting to bite our bums by now. Nevertheless about 70% of the audience saw things through to the end, which overran by half an hour.


Brendan, with absolute integrity, began by paying tribute to the charismatic David Icke as, wholly, the inspiration for his change of life direction that produced his extraordinary book. As Icke has galvanised proto-thinkers in the creation of what is, and let’s be frank, stark populism, people generally either love him or hate him (not necessarily for common reasons). Metaphorically, I felt Brendan fell off the tightrope at that point.1375944_661985057153132_2046335044_n-282x300

The Way Forward

Whilst I admire the work David has done illuminating all too dark places, his agenda is unmistakably commercial. On the lines of Michael Tellinger’s “contributionist” version of South African Ubuntu, he proposes a less radical interpretation of George Orwell’s “Animal Farm” as “the way forward”. Slanderous allegations of links to Satanism and his Rothschild-like facial structure I ignore. By the same token I am not impressed with Icke’s unverifiable hearsay that supposes a Reptilian super-hierarchy controlling humanity via mind controlled royals and other influential parties.

He clearly has not read my “The Beauty of Existence Decoded”. There I briefly discuss some negative traits of the so-called “Draco” (a mythical reptilian line heralding back to the star system Alpha Draconis over a billion years ago). My yet to be published “A New World Order” reveals a very deep past of hereditary links connected to planet Earth. Our ancestors [genetically speaking] will shock many of David’s supporters. By his definition, we are all “the enemy”. “Shadow possession” has much wider implications as do many things Icke discusses.

Brendan does not lack depth and this is the significant difference between him and his past mentor. Credit to him; he opened our minds to some really heavy, complex subjects and was able to simplify reasoning to induce layman clarity. We were not informed how the “space time” zero field actually “worked” (which is in The Beauty of Existence Decoded), but once on that treadmill a plethora of erstwhile “anomalies” are [relatively] easily explained.

Energetic DNA and etheric bodies

A big part of Brendan’s sentiment focused on the chakras and meridians following on from Russell and Alistair. Sol Luckman (see and Barbara Brennan (see were naturally mentioned as the focus was on the healing potential of etheric fields. Barbara is famous for observing our body’s energy vortices at each chakra and meridian point, notably when they become out of balance, causing ill health. Sol covers regenetics and energy parasites (along the lines of Islamic Djinn).with a focus on health improvement. Gariaev’s work with “junk DNA” (see and sacred numbers (particularly in relation to the “tuning” of frequencies, such as the mystical 528 hertz) also featured.

Suzy Hansen’s book, “The Dual Soul Connection” (see is also very relevant as she goes into spectral healing methods using mind aided by extra-terrestrial technologies of the [Zeta] Grey Beings. I would have liked to hear about how DNA proteins, dormant cells, miasmas correlate with diseases and the possible role of reactivated fungi as manifest cellular cancers but, perhaps, that’s in store next time. Brendan did, however, theorise there may be healing qualities associated with the frequency of the unspoken “Name of God” per the Hebrew tradition.

Hebrew and Hebrews Explained

His reasoning is very clear and precise and that alone makes his book an absolute gem. This guy thinks outside the box! However, the true background to the meanings behind the unspoken name of God is complex indeed. Let me try to simplify. Hebrew is a cut down star language (although this is not officially known) and was used by [extra-terrestrial] overlords as a chronicler’s script. Via the Hyksos kings, the Israelites took advantage of a Babylonian power vacuum and plundered much of the wisdom as a consequence. It is then, I believe, “Hebrew” became an “Israelite” script.

Bugger off Dawkins; you don't "believe" in God

Bugger off Dawkins; you don’t “believe” in God

In these times (over 4,000 years ago) strange entities roamed our planet surface in plain sight. Included were Babylonian reptilian (Ciakar) priestly ghouls (usually dressed in conspicuous dark hooded cloaks – presenting lithe humanoid physiques) with strange habits. It is they that used YHWH as code for the unspoken name of God though the real word is not pronounceable by us (being a combined bark, roar and dinosaur scream). First Jewish clerics and later theologians had a big problem in creating the correct sounds for the name of God.

MsXopPbgThis is because under vowel pointing rules (added in the 13th century after Hebrew had replaced Aramaic as a spoken Israelite solidarity language – similar to Yiddish today) changes in the pronunciation of Y as J or W as V can alter the structure of words. Due to prior secrecy, no one knew precisely what the original pronunciation sounded like. Original Greek scriptures deciphered correct sounding as something akin to “Yahweh”. However, in 1270, a Spanish Dominican monk, Raymundus Martini, penned “Jehovah” in Latin for the first time. That began a war between two traditions. Although, the irony is, of course, both are wrong! Even so, Brendan has conjured transcendental brilliance and, I believe, identified a unique interpretation of biblical code (texts are multi-layered/dimensional – one of the bizarre literary properties associated with Hebrew script).

For perfection, I would have liked comfier chairs, Aimee introducing Brendan, Alistair then Russell, but what we saw was a feast of creativity and, for that, no one can complain.