As the anti-jab drumbeat grew across London on Friday, one taker of the first jab RETURNED — with her family — to a vax minibus parked outside Victoria station, to make them aware of the bad reaction that she suffered to this government-pushed, bigpharma-engineered programme.

More details to follow on this story.

!!! ILL INTENT !!!

Without studying a single Petri dish — never necessary to establish basic, personal freedom, in a reality where genuine emergencies are obvious without needing laws — we know that if BigPharma’s Covid vax programme was an imperfect but genuine response to urgent need, they would pay compensation when it went wrong.

Their indemnity — whether legally valid or not — shows a lack of integrity in their approach.

So does the very notion of holding basic liberties hostage until people accept jab as promised key to freedom. Needed products sell themselves without blackmail — until 2020 unthinkable, state-sanctioned on this scale in the Western world.

The blackmailer — and thence any product they push — are rendered untrustworthy by the blackmail. This is especially noteworthy if their product is an irreversible injection, through which any takers place their health and life in the pharma industry’s hands.

Freedom, and wellbeing through personal effort, are taken, not given. For the past year, the globalist establishment has been showing that.


Disguised as agents of social and environmental progress, supposed national governments are now the tools of the worldwide business cabal that controls them, based in the central banking system, pharmaceuticals and big tech and mainstream media who — together — want to control contracts between people, and the energy flows of health and life that ensue.

So, the bigger national governments are — the more controlling and culturally Marxist — the bigger are the instruments of control used the globalist fascist cabal.

The more different territories deploy CentreLeft regimes, the more they empower globalist fascism.

Realising this lets people free themselves, with their own consciousness, attunement to life energy and fellows, and application of Common Law: the metaphysics of sacred life and truth.

This is as simple and practical as the heartfelt, thus legally valid, declaration of invidual freedom to would-be corrupt authority, the accessing of food and the sharing or selling of it, amid a network of collaboration, energy exchange from individually optimised sources and love.

The system grows food, shares warmth, pools skills and finds God — freely.

Yes, we can!


The #FreedomMovement BROKE THE SET on Saturday — with 3 million marchers, and a 7.5 tonne curtain side truck as a DeejayBoothe and dance podium, parked on Haymarket, South of Piccadilly.

Police watched, like white-muzzled ghosts, on street corners, helpless amid the millions of revellers and protestors determined to restore freedom after the 3 week curve flattening became a year-long, designer assault on liberty. MetPolice bosses must have been concerned for the safety of their outnumbered officers for, while freedom crowds were characteristically peaceful, the sheer scale of the protest would have been impossible to police had any trouble started. The blame for that lies with Boris Johnson, Priti Patel, and the World Economic Forum’s Klaus Schwab.

And, with vote swinging numbers already present, another 3 fold increase next month will have a real chance of bringing down this cowardly, evil government: besuited traitors to truth, freedom and humanity.

Hanging on one spot in Oxford Street, the procession took over an hour to pass.

This was huge.

If we multiply it by three, focussing on human and business rights, and government accountability and decentralised, honest science, we will win.

Let’s go.

!!! NEO-NAZI !!!

From behind news anchor desks, and in professional suits, with contemporary, Blairite received pronounciaiton, the oppressive engine of the dictatorship lies in the coercion of language and weaponised media.

At first, we can’t quite believe it. The people we are used to trusting, and obeying over the basics of western law, aside from which we are free, have suddenly changed the rules, imposed pointless, draconian punishments on disputed grounds, and ploughed on regardless of more and more debunking information, and more and more protest.

It was the shock and confusion, as much as the fear, which took us aback and made us obey. Our subconscious felt the sinister mismatch between announcement and reality.

But it came in a language we thought we trusted. So we didn’t feel sure enough to act. Motivated by the very substance of the coup — illogical, draconian laws that scared us — we delayed protest against it, so huge were the implications for growing, worldwide despotism, backed by the UK gov.

Our denial confirmed our fear.

As the internet exposed the coup, the desperate authorities went for broke, with signs and public address announcements designed for the final lap of dictatorship imposition: ‘You SHOULD shop alone’, ‘You MUST wear a face covering’. The deference of Atlanticist customer service vanished to complement Boris Johnson’s outrageous entitled, blustering despotism with rhetorically aggressive command forms of language, that went for the throat of freedom.

They sought to subdue in one move: they had too, as a slower process would have woken more people.

Now, those people are waking anyway.

To restore general freedom, let’s make Saturday’s 3 milllion march a 10 million march! That is realistic by the end of the summer. A conga that size willl bring this government down, and — with it — the heart of the New World Order.

Keep on keeping on!


Britain’s ruling class has changed its image but kept its behaviour the same.

The crusty, pre-60s establishment has morphed to the fake Progressive Globalism of corporations, bankers, Royals and, in the words of Heiku, their ‘missionary capitalism’: an instrument, like corrupted religion, of bespoke false reality to suit its authors, with which the corporation owners manipulate markets and contracts with the public, using the #CovidClimateCon aka #CCC. They disguise their theft and dictatorship as an environmental and technological enlightenment.

The above-mentioned groups have continued the process of centralising power, which — as Peter Hitchens noted recently — has been an observable trend since 1914 and the start of the First World War.

1914 was also one year after the official formation of the Federal Reserve, in a secret meeting, with the explicit yet sinister aim of stifling banking competition by declaring and lending non-existent money — as chronicled in Edward G. Griffin’s book, ‘The Creature from Jekyll Island’.

This marked America’s recapture by Britain’s Bank of England, and the Crown, in a seismic power grab by established power, that maintained the class system for secure compartmentalization of its controlling niche, within which its customs were a protectionist code, to block others’ freedom.

The cabal was born.


Britain needs a revolution. It needs a written, Republican constitution, and a general civic awareness of power and rights. If people believed in their sacred selves and liberty, that belief would override government coups.

It would strengthen the spine against breath-clamping mask laws, and the evil invasiveness of infantilising PA announcements in shops, and on the tube.

When Boston had its famous tea party, it actively refused authority’s organised crime: theft, in the form of tax. Thus, the people made government crime fail — and stopped its being repeated.

The people made their life, and living, from thought: not from obedience to government, but from understanding of the universe. With such a critical collective consciousness, Boris Johnson’s technique of having outrageous, fascist rules accepted by announcing them in a sober tone of voice would fail.

And legal civic occupation — as of common land by the Lovedown movement — would succeed, backed by physical support from concerned and informed citizens.

As people awake, not just to the Covid hoax, but also to their addiction to corrupt bread and circuses — engendered by blackmailers who then controlled them by withdrawing the drug for use as bargaining chip — they know that freedom is impossible to steal without consent.

The will power that withholds that consent comes from self-worth, and confidence in the divine right to independent connection with God, unmediated by self-interested third parties.

The only way is up!

!!! BIBLICAL !!!

Kate Shemirani’s speech at Westminster Magistrate’s Court fused science, law, humanity and the spirit, in one call to this world’s people that shone with the coherence of impassioned urgency.

It exposed evil with the power of good’s truth-borne emotional literacy, and put freedom — and triumphant salvation — in our hands.


I call you when I need you;
when my heart’s on fire.
You come to me, run through me,
wild and wired!

You squeeze me free —
which is everything we need!

Give me lives, borne through contact,
to beam real world from dreams!
Feel the language of love,
so we are what it means:

it’s never wrong —
hug my soul, and make it strong!

Our faces connect;
shining the love we reflect
and relay, as a web of one,
of everyone we’ve ever met!

I’m struck from your heart:
wrought by every word you say!
Be distanced by dark?
Babe, I would rather be dead.
In your breath, flows shared life
of the night and the day!
In your smile dimples feeling,
touching heart, unafraid!

Just as long as I’m here in your arms,
I could be in no better place.

Our faces connect;
shining the love we reflect
and relay, as a web of one,
of everyone we’ve ever met!

I’m struck from your heart:
wrought by every word you say!
Be distanced by dark?
Babe, I would rather be dead.

Each time we touch, your pulse caresses my soul,
and draws me tall with strength of deep belief in my rôle
to share self-love with others, through the freedom of light!
Oh, babe, we are right!

Our faces connect;
shining the love we reflect,
and relay, as a web of one,
of everyone we’ve ever met!

I’m struck from your heart:
wrought by every word you say!
Be distanced by dark?
Babe, I would rather be dead!

We connect.


Simply the Best

I call you when I need you
When my heart’s on fire
You come to me, come to me
Wild and wired

You come to me,
Give me everything I need

Give me a lifetime of promises
And a world of dreams
Speak the language of love
Like you know what it means

It can’t be wrong
Take my heart and make it strong, baby

You’re simply the best
Better than all the rest
Better than anyone
Anyone I’ve ever met
I’m stuck on your heart
I hang on every word you say
Tear us apart
Baby, I would rather be dead

In your heart I see the start
Of every night and every day
In your eyes I get lost
I get washed away

Just as long as I’m here in your arms
I could be in no better place

You’re simply the best
Better than all the rest
Better than anyone
Anyone I’ve ever met
I’m stuck on your heart
I hang on every word you say
Tear us apart, no, no, no
Baby, I would rather be dead

Each time you leave me I start losing control
You’re walking away with my heart and my soul
I can feel you even when I’m alone,
Oh, baby, don’t let go!

You’re the best
Better than all the rest
Better than anyone
Anyone I’ve ever met
I’m stuck on your heart
I hang on every word you say
Tear us apart, no, no
Baby, I would rather be dead

You’re the best


I got my Covid Vaccine —
thought I would get flight on time!
But blocked me still from zone so red;
was the summer of fix-and-fine!

Meeting up — some guys from school:
had a band that was lockdown-barred!
Song was stopped by police who harried
healthy people to have test for SARS!

And when I look back now,
they wanted to lockdown forever —
removing everybody’s voice
so diktat could reset to sever
everybody’s freedom from their life!

Ain’t no use in complaining —
Let’s go out and stop the ruse!
Spent my weekends busting the lying
on Facebook and in Hyde Park too … yeah!

Rallying in Oxford Street,
we knew that THEY were in this together —
but we felt the strength to stand
and to share the truth, untethered:
that was the best way back to life!

Oh yeah … hacked in the summer of #FixAndFine

Man, they were killing lives,
we were numb and helpless: we trusted them — so blind!

We thought this couldn’t last forever … forever!

But now the minds are changing
wondering what the hell’s gone wrong —
How did three weeks become a year —
with flights banned and right to party gone!
Now we fight for our freedom and the light!

Oh yeah … hacked in the summer of fix-and-fine
It was the summer of fix-and-fine

Oh yeah — we defied crazy rules’ fix-and-fine

It was the summer … the summer … the summer of fix-and-fine


I got my first real six-string
Bought it at the five-and-dime
Played it ’til my fingers bled
Was the summer of ’69

Me and some guys from school
Had a band and we tried real hard.
Jimmy quit, Jody got married
I should’ve known we’d never get far

Oh, when I look back now
That summer seemed to last forever
And if I had the choice
Yeah, I’d always wanna be there
Those were the best days of my life

Ain’t no use in complainin’
When you’ve got a job to do
Spent my evenings down at the drive-in
And that’s when I met you, yeah

Standin’ on your mama’s porch
You told me that you’d wait forever
Oh, and when you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life

Oh, yeah!
Back in the summer of ’69, oh.

Man we were killin’ time
We were young and restless
We needed to unwind
I guess nothin’ can last forever, forever, no! yeah!

And now the times are changin’
Look at everything that’s come and gone
Sometimes when I play that old six-string
I think about you, wonder what went wrong

Standin’ on your mama’s porch
You told me that it’d last forever
Oh, and when you held my hand
I knew that it was now or never
Those were the best days of my life

Oh, yeah!
Back in the summer of ’69, oh.
It was the summer of ’69, oh, yeah.
Me and my baby in ’69, oh.
It was the summer, the summer, the summer of ’69, yeah.