Recently, having made some progress through the jungle of Crown agent red tape, we have made some interesting discoveries.
We all keep reminding ourselves how the controllers seek to use our naivety for their mutual benefit, but what we now know is that, although we are told at the tender age of 16 that our National Insurance numbers are now available, to prepare us for the ‘grown-up’ working world,
THEY WERE ALLOCATED TO US AS WE WERE BORN
and the Crown Copyright has apparently been using those numbers and our birth-weight to trade us as THINGS, PERSONS, COMPANIES, for commercial gain for the previous SIXTEEN years without any disclosure to the mother or father.
There’s more; even after we have popped our clogs, our false LEGAL FICTION identity continues to be traded for commerce. If you look in any cemetery, all the gravestones, certainly post 1933, always show the ‘name’ of the deceased in CAPITAL LETTERS.
In fact, we have been able to find the date on which these ‘bonds’ typically expire, and it is MILLENNIA after we, the living beings, are gone – a Lapse Date on one such bond is shown as 01.01.9999 – yes, that’s the best part of 10,000 years further commercial activity before someone will decide enough has been accredited, or a new, even more devious scheme will have been developed, ensuring that the ‘haves’ will never cease to benefit from the blood, sweat and tears of the ‘have-nots’.
In our book that is massive fraud, and, if WE dared to do it, we’d likely be chained to the walls of the Tower. So, are we feeling brave enough to make a change or two in this blessed England? Surely there are a few good men and women about who CAN handle the truth?
Do feel free to contact us if you need more detailed information, in the words of the song,
“we’ve gotta get out of this place, if it’s the last thing we ever do…”