Autobiographical, Medical

The right to choose life

Here is a woman telling of her ordeal in a Texas hospital, of the methods being used to force suffering souls into obedience to the ‘pandemic’ narrative, and the strength of her man to get her out of the place..

I was personally placed in a very similar position back in November 2020. At 2 am , going back into the kitchen at home to put a tumbler into the sink, I was the one who took a tumble – flat on my face, nose bleeding, head thrown back in whiplash. Thinking I had damaged a vertebra in my neck, unable to lie flat without pain, I reluctantly called for some ‘help’.

Arriving at the local NHS hospital by ambulance at 2.45am, the first thing I had to do was to submit to a ‘test’ to see whether I had contracted the ‘Black Death‘ or not. Which I refused. After having two successive x-rays, which proved that, in fact, all I had was whiplash – nothing fractured, I was informed, “We’ll put you on Ward 1 for a couple of days, to sort out any dietary issues, but you WILL have to have the PCR test before you can go on the ward.”

When I refused for the third time, the doctor was on their side of the curtain, joking with his colleagues that “we’ve got a right conspiracy theorist in there“, at which I got off the examination couch, left via the ‘public side’, rang for a taxi and was back home before they had even missed me.

Thirty minutes later, two paramedics were banging on the door – because I had left a canula in my arm, they said – (removed on the way home). After 15 minutes they departed. .Eleven months later, when undergoing a routine trial test examination by an acupuncturist friend, I was found to have been walking around for all those months with ‘a bleed on the brain’ – x-rayed twice in a hospital, no-one spotted that.

I DO wonder what the outcome might have been, had I submitted like a little lamb to those NHS protocols.. Almost two years on and, apart from the hypotension, which has been a lifelong companion, the gods are still being kind to me and keeping me in the ‘Quiet War – see SWFQW (qv on here) for details.

Autobiographical, Common Law, Political

FRODO vs SAURON – we can do it!

I have just finished my second affidavit, sent it off to the Crown and copied to all crown agents, confirming their tacit acceptance of all the details contained in the first affidavit, and the other supporting documentation, against which they did NOT object in the time-frame which I allowed them – 40 days.

There is a Latin phrase, so often used in THEIR legal arguments in their ‘courts’, which says ‘Qui tacet consentire videtur‘ – it translates as ‘(s)he who remains silent is deemed to be consenting’ 

In and among all the details of our first ‘complaint’, we are saying that we know that the LEGAL FICTION of our name, given to us at birth, all in CAPITAL letters, becomes treated as a ‘company’ or a ‘vessel’ and is unlawfully and illegally misrepresented as being ‘lost at sea’. They then go on to raise serious money and do thousands of other stock-market-type transactions, using YOUR TRUST name as collateral.

I am particularly happy in that I have kept, for 80 years, the original ‘NATIONAL REGISTRATION IDENTITY CARD’ given to my father when I was just FIVE days old. – see attached. Three days before, my birth certificate had been handed to him, where my given name appears in normal cursive handwriting, but the NRIC is immediately issued showing the name of a five-day-old infant in CAPITALS..

Using an old 200-year calendar, I have been able to be very specific, in my complaint to the Crown, that this card was issued on WEDNESDAY 5th August 1942.

(Some may remember the small magazine called ‘Old Moore’s Almanac‘, who originally published this very useful calendar: it enables us to pinpoint ANY date between the years 1850 to 2050 and tell us what ‘day of the week that was‘ Anyone who wants a copy can email and we will send out a pdf.)

Now, you may not be able to be so exact as I can, but you CAN state clearly the ACTUAL day of the week on which you were born and also the actual day on which your birth certificate was issued, which was the start of YOUR being given a LEGAL FICTION NAME. When dealing with these so-called ‘legal eagles’ they DO like to be fussy and very exact as to facts, so, let’s not disappoint them.

Don’t delay – act TODAY! Send us an email and we will send you the necessary documents, FREE OF CHARGE – we here at Livingstones do not think that FREEdom should be contaminated with PAYdom.
We send you the entire ‘complaint’ in PDF format, which gives you an idea of what is involved.

Next, send us a second email and we will send the SAME documents in EDITABLE format, so that you can put YOUR new ‘common law’ name in, change ‘man’ to read ‘woman’ etc.

Autobiographical, Financial, Humour

Changing of the guard

Can you remember the days when our trains always had a ‘guard’? I am about to return from Bedford to Yorkshire, and, when I last did this journey, I found myself in trouble, having mis-typed the return date when booking my ticket. As the ‘guard’ (now styled ‘Revenue Protection Officer’) was getting ready to remostrate with me, I disarmed him, smiling sweetly, with “I’m in my 80th year, and doing my best to keep up with all today’s digital dogma. Now, how would you like to punish me?” I got off with a warning. The young chap one seat forward wasn’t so lucky, a £20 on the spot fine for having used the incorrect ‘discount card’.

Autobiographical

Who lives in ‘The Cloud’?

Broad is the way which leads to ‘annihilation [Greek = apoleia = taken OUT – hit-man-style]’ – [Matt 7:13-14] and this seems to be more relevant in this day and age than ever before, as many are following the signposts.

I recall taking my first timid venture into commerce, at a company exporting high-quality worsted materials worldwide. There were high-level, inclined writing desks, leather-bound ledgers, and the two Herberts (Hirst and Arrandale, G-d rest ’em) the one with the most beautiful ‘copperplate’ handwriting, the other with shorthand at 100 wpm.

One day, as I entered the Dickensian writing room, I was confronted with a mechanical device, dimensions (old money) 12″ x 14″ x 9″, with buttons on top, which you could depress to make numerical calculations – wonderful! Today, we can carry such a device, not just in the pocket, but inside the cellphone.

My point is, everything has become so EASY, so slick, so INSTANT, everything seems to be a ‘no-brainer’ – that many of us have stopped using our brain at all. Perhaps this was what Jean Monnet had in mind when he wrote to his friend, back in April 1952, about his plans for easing the unthinking multitudes down the slippery slope of ‘having an economic purpose’, thus to lead us sheeple into their EU federation ‘pen’.

I am currently thinking about what I may need if I am asked to take up the ‘Secretary’s’ job at my local club. No doubt, whatever system I choose, it will be INSTANTLY available with a storage facility on some ‘Cloud’;  “so, little lamb, nothing could be simpler, nothing to worry about” – and absolutely NO IDEA who may ACTUALLY be able to read, analyse and use all my work.

Are the present, ever-popular social media programmes any different? Do you REALLY know who reads your personal, political or private posts?? Does the present ‘government’ REALLY know or care, where the average £1.9bn PER MONTH of your taxes ends up after they have beneficently squandered it among 146 countries worldwide??

That comment made by the Jewish Carpenter is certainly still relevant today, (and the fact that I have even mentioned such a quotation from such a person may have caused you hackles to rise – just a fraction – because we mustn’t be divisive, must we?) As Winston Smith discovered, back in ‘1984′, all the ‘bad’ ideas are actually only ‘double-plus-ungood’.

Trying to stir the madding crowd to realize that the gate into the safety of ‘Faith, Hope, Charity (& democracy)’ is, indeed narrow, the lock hard to open, without the correct key, is proving to be the work of Hercules, and my shoulders are not getting any younger.

‘We’ve designed S**e accounting software specifically with your businesses in mind. Our accounting software will help you easily create reports, view your finances, process VAT and international payments, stay up to date on the latest financial legislation, and much more.

Plus, our cloud technology means you (and we)’ll always have access to your finances wherever you go. Whether you’re a one-person show or a large enterprise, we have the accounting software needed to scrutinize your records and ru(i)n your business.”

Just pause for a moment and think – if those nice people across in GCHQ can listen-in on a conversation anywhere in the world between black-hearted souls who do not wish your country well, then YOU and I, my friend, are ‘easy meat’.

Our email address here, for those of you brave enough to make ‘Nahshon’s leap’ is – info@livingstones.uk – there IS a key to open the strait gate. We look forward to meeting you.