I must retire from political commenting.

Lately, it's been getting worse.

I have few things to do in my isolation, other than motivate myself to building a metal shed around myself on the back of a 4x4.

For years, I've known that “something” indeed, “someone” has been messing with my Soul, via the occult, and that it is they who enable or disable myself in doing one thing or another.

A few months ago I realised, with help, that a bloke I knew at school has been the key messer, apart from my mum and her convent nuns, which helped me unnerstand this head a little more.

But I also know well that any witch can have their way with my mind, such that I have come to conclude that nothing I do or think or say or swear, is without external influence, prompting or such.

This serves to destroy any self-confidence and esteem, already at dangerously low levels for decades, again, due mainly to this invasion of my Soul, by agenda-anonymous-dis-incorporated, or disembodied.

Having only relatively recently confirmed what I been suspicious of for decades, that I was being manipulated by the catholic church, via mum and her nuns, ex-St Josephs convent, Collingwood, to be their returned messiah, I nevertheless thought that as I'd been trained to be a voice on the days' cultural morass, and that I seem, to me, to have some talent in doing this, as I actually did enjoy investigating and writing about the BIG issues, I thought I'd keep doing it - for the greater good.

I, for whatever reason, have no inclination nor desire to be anyones' leader. Since deciphering my psyche and seeing how manipulated I have been all my life, I only feel more strongly about this, and in fact want as little to do with any people, anymore.

Because of the forced exile and isolation, I've become fairly comfortable with my own company, and due to the witchcraft interfering every time I have tried to socialise, I now am most uncomfortable being with other people.

Added to this is that the witchery has “defected” my Soul, and makes it an open book for all manner of strange and often frightening occult-realm creatures to interfere. I don't see them, but other do. Having learned the hard way that this is so, and having learned the little I now know about it all, so late in life - I was still unaware of these beings and energies and elementals until just a few years ago - and that no-one has been honest about the “plan” for me, nor about the occult and it's “spooks” etc, and that almost everyone who does interact with me is promptly “bought-off” to keep the secret and thereafter patronise me.

Realising this is how my whole life has been, leaves me utterly bereft, deeply affected, and very angry at humanity, especially those who are running this macabre show.

If my research and conclusions are correct, then the key manipulators are the elites of Britain, it seems my relatives of the Sutherland clan of Dubrobin, Scotland, and a mass of co-conspirators, from the catholic church, the freemasons, the Australian and international “Labor” movement, and-on-and-on-and-on.

What their final plan is for me, I cannot know.

I refuse to believe the clues, that I am a descendent of Jeshua ben Joseph, aka Jesus Christ, via mum's “Sutherland” connections, albeit that it cannot be discounted completely that the Sutherlands are that family who descended through the centuries from ancient Hebrews, akin to the fictional story of the same, about the “Merovingians” and others in Scotland, written by Dan Brown in "The Da Vinci Code”.

And, from my own observations, if that is true, I do not place any value on their beliefs that it is the blood of Jesus and his ancestors, which places me high on the order of merit, Wisdom and other attributes they, behind my back, assert I have.

Clearly, that there has been such horrendous skulduggery just in my own family over the last four generations, to make this plan reach their intended end, of having me deceived and deluded and manipulated so much that I might stupidly try to stand up and say I am Jesus on the rebound, makes the whole affair a travesty, and a major crime, which the police seem too stupid to investigate and expose.

I muze that even the two “world wars” of last century were a part of this major world plan, set in motion by the elites of Scotland, Oxford and elsewhere, including the Vatican, a thought that horrifies me, that the whole world was set afire to the degree that these clearly insane elites can control me, and retain control of a planet, through fooling everyone that the only way to stop the chaos, is for a messiah to pop their head up and bingo! All is saved!

So.., the title of this post “I must retire from political commenting” is not a new thought, by me.

I remember during the 2004 Australian federal election, with Mark Latham leading the ALP and it's at-the-time amazing charge into the election (Latham, most pundits deliberately forget, was showing a 60% popularity, in the weeks before he was forced out of the race, by pancreatitis or whatever).

I was still living in a vehicle around Nimbin and one evening, after I'd taken a pro-Labor book from the library (forgotten which one) written by an aging Labor MP, who may have been in the Whitlam government, I was sitting at a table in the Oasis cafe, when an American bloke I didn't know beyond a few polite words, came and asserted himself at my table.

He proceeded to criticise the book, and generally demoralised me. I had been spending an huge amount of my time, money and effort lobbying for Latham and the ALP, against the tyrannical Howard Liberal/National government.

Clearly the American had been sent on a mission to scatter my motivation.

It worked. I was so demoralised that I left Nimbin and drove aimlessly around outback Queensland for days, perhaps longer.

While I was doing that, feeling that I should not be contributing to the election debate, as-it-were, because I was also, then, in 2004, having serious doubts about my own talents, and about the actual reality of my life and of my being so vocal on politics, things changed in Canberra and Mark Latham reputedly came-down with the infection in his pancreas. Labor lost the election and the American was given a classic BMW racing car. GIVEN!

Who gave it to him, I don't know, but he boasted to me about it some time later, as if saying “HAHA! I got a free BMW and WE WON!” Clearly he was paid for doing his devilry of spooking me away from contributing to what would have otherwise been an astounding victory for Labor, through my being this “open-mind” to all who open their third eye.

Sorry if this sounds a bit too strange....

Nevertheless, As I have since decided to let Labor do it their way, and am now supporting the Greens, with some level of success, it appears, I am visited by those memories of 2004, and that, with the extra knowledge I now have about my being a grand puppet, added-to by my long-thought-out conclusions about messianism etc, I feel pretty terrible.

I cannot go passed the fears that I am being set-up to set-up the Greens, and everyone who wants to move beyond this age of ignorance and “faith” that Jesus is gunna come back.

I keep writing on this blog some pretty revolutionary stuff, no doubt. But it does not make me anything more than a deeply psychotic mother's puppet.

The last blog post I wrote about Adele Carles, offering her some advice about where she stands and where she should focus, post-the-”Buswell”-affair.

It might be good advice. I hope so. But as I was writing it, I could sense my witching mother, and felt strongly that she is steering me to write as I did in that Carles blog.

So, I refuse to be convinced that what I write is either of my own talents, or that it is stuff others cannot educe from within their own minds.

Even though I do enjoy helping in these type of issues, matters, affairs of politics etc., I have to stop myself, because it is clear that my warped and evil mother is pushing me into a corner, where I convince, bring-in or in fact deceive others that I am the, or, a, leader.

I will die asserting that anyone pushed through life as I have been, guided, steered, forced, given pointers, whatever, will be able to deduce, think elucidate and write the same things that I have.

But this does NOT mean that that method of messing with one's mind is right, or good!

Anyone will, and many many do see the world of utterly deceitful and corrupt politics in similar ways as I do.

I'm not a genuis. I'm not Enlightened. And I'm not Jesus, whether I have his blood or not. Besides, if he and Mary Magdeline DID escape to Scotland and have children, how many descendants would there be, after almost 2000 years???

So, what I'm trying to say here, is that if we do the right things in our lives, and study the facts, and seek out the best known practices, such as Meditation aided by the Wisdom of Philosophy, we are all capable of being Wise, if that's what I am, and thus we all can deduce the best and true economic, political, social, cultural Ways, for Communities and for our personal selves.

The psychotic idiots who are paid to keep the Jesus myth alive, are everyone's enemy, and it has to end sooner or later.

Perhaps I AM the anti-christ. But if-so, it's not with or for any malicious purpose. I have no doubt that the messiah concept is the worst fraudulence on Humanity, and while it pays those who lie about it well, it stops the majority from getting-on with life and actually being useful, by going into themselves and discarding the bullshit and delusion about being content.

Good Laws, are really all a society needs, for the citizens to be content, provided for, and to enjoy life to it's fullest.

The laws we suffer under now are utter garbage, and keep us under the evil pressures of fighting each other for food and a roof, laughter and 'love'. Not that I believe 'love' is anymore than 'desire' now.

'Love' I have concluded, seeing that it comes from the Sanskrit word “lubh” which meant 'desire', is but a word turned into a romantic thing with mysterious meanings by the devils of Rome et al.

'Love' it seems to me, just causes all sorts of chaos and distortions in our minds and, in our hearts, and stops us from lifting our selves higher to the level of our Intelligence, out of the pandemonium of our shifting emotions. Emotions which are manipulated by the elites in economics advertising and religions to waste ourselves and our savings and our lives and our planet, so they can stay on top of the rotting pile, as the world dies beneath us.

“Get over it!”, I say.

And get over expecting ME to march up to the parliament and take over the world.

I quit.

For now.

I sincerely hope the Greens aren't disheartened by this, nor the Aborigines nor the Outlaws?

Organise, organise, organise, like the Righteous Unions of old!

And be Green about it.

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I AM aware, that this may be exactly what the pro-IMF Labor and Liberals want me to do, by stopping my pro-Greens commentaries.

I guess it's a shake-up call for the Greens here and elsewhere. And it's a shake-up-call for everyone to clean-up their acts, and their minds, and their egos, before it's too late.

Without a Green planet, we're doomed.