A hunting trip with Jayjay

It was just me and Jayjay on the hunt. I am me, you know me, while Jayjay was a strapping lad named John Jones who was my friend. At school they used to make fun of him (me too, for other reasons) because he was a proper country boy whose father was a shepherd on an estate, and also he had a very particular gait, earning him the nickname plodder. We never called him anything other than Jayjay and we were friends... I mean me and Putley, mainly.

On the hunt, Jayjay had a four-ten shotgun and he was very pleased to be carrying it around. He let me carry his air rifle and shoot with it. We blundered up to a field with some rabbits in it and he let off a couple of wild shots into the distance and then made out he'd only just missed. I don't think I had a chance to fire the air rifle until we reached the barn, which had, standing before it, a very old and rusty looking machine that Jayjay called "the crawler", with evident satisfaction. 

- We'll start it up later.

- Yeah.

I always had a feeling of slight apprehension when I was alone with Jayjay, because he was unpredictable and he also liked to sometimes play practical jokes. Or he would tell me a cock and bull story to see if I would believe it, and I suppose I would believe a few because I didn't know about farm life and animals. But he tolerated my gullibility and perhaps I sometimes saw through the ruse so it was all OK, but I never used to agree too enthusiastically to his plans, since he was known to be reckless. Because it seemed natural to me that he might want to impress me, I always made sure I was impressed at the smallest novelty, to avoid him feeling the need to resort to objectively dangerous matters and even criminal proceedings with the associated exposure to a broad range of negative consequences, including the immediate death of ourselves and persons and other living creatures in the vicinity and other even more serious outcomes involving our school reports and enduring ability to watch our favourite television shows in the lounge, and listen to our favourite records in our bedrooms.

My bedroom was a kind of bedsit. I used to be in it all the time, listening to records and playing the guitar or doing a picture and so on. That's how it was, in those days.

In the barn Jayjay showed me how to snatch up a mouse and dash it against the wall. I don't remember whether I tried it or not. I shot the air rifle and didn't hit anything except the barn door. I don't think I really wanted to hit anything. I think Jayjay could sense my reticence. Perhaps he saw it as middle class snobbery... as though I had airs and graces. But actually, by that time, I had started to hate any form of injuring of people and animals. I continued to go fishing, but I was careful to put the fish back when I had finished bothering them.

The crawler was much better than it looked. Jayjay could drive it easily and I had a go too. The steering with two levers was the best thing. After a bit Jayjay went to another shed and opened it up to reveal a Land Rover with a cloth hood. In in we got, to go to another group of buildings a couple of miles away, where, he said, we could have a go on the John Deere. Jayjay has his own way of talking. He mainly talked by profanities, with swear words used to replace the ordinary nouns and proper nouns and also verbs in his utterances. Some of the swear words referred to uncleanness between people and farm animals. I think everyone on the farm knew them, because the gamekeeper used to swear all the time with the same sort of language. He used to say those words, accompanied by nods of the head in the attempt to actually make himself understood, given his distaste for regular words, in a very broad Banbury country accent, such as was not heard in polite society in those days but that had such lovely sounds and twangs that I found it irresistible, despite the unpleasant and even harrowing images that the words represented. It was just so much talk, or so it seemed to me, although years later I understood that some strange business can happen on farms, very strange indeed... especially on a big estate like that, where a rule of omerta prevails.      

True to form, Jayjay, who was no more than fourteen years of age at the time, like me, didn't bother to drive the Land Rover on the metalled road leading to the spot, but headed straight across the fields and down a steep incline into a valley followed by a long and very uneven haul towards the brow of a hill, every bone in our bodies shaken out of joint and the Land Rover sounding a bit indignant, or perhaps that was just my imagination. 

The John Deere was super. Sleek and massive, with handsome green and yellow livery and front and rear tyres as tall as me. Jayjay couldn't seem to get the key to it in the end, and I think this shows quite clearly that his father, if not a controlling and obsessively attentive type of parent, was most certainly a sensible man.

So we walked slowly back for our tea which, in his case, woud have been a proper nice meal cooked by his mum in the proper country fashion, with pies and swedes and marrow and pickles and all such matters, plus plenty of beef and pork and such meats and bacons, alongside of things like eggs and cheese and so on. I know, because I once stayed over and had tea with the family. Although I was not as fond of swedes and turnips as they seemed to be, it was real fun. Mr Jones got out his gun (on Jayjay's insistence), and it was a very finely engraved double barrelled 12 bore shotgun that was probably a hundred years old. It was a cherished possession, though I don't know that Mr Jones used it much if at all. It was more a museum piece perhaps, with the barrel deemed unsafe. Whatever the gun, Mr Jones was not allowed to shoot a fox, which would have been his main instinct during the lambing season, because, he said, many lambs were lost. Also any game animals were strictly reserved for the people in the big house. He could always shoot a rabbit of course. That was allowed for commoners. A woodpigeon too, was fair game for a regular man. A squirrel also, but I don't know it they were much eaten. Forty years later I bought one on the market in Stourbridge and my mum and dad were very surprised to see the proposed fare and made me eat it alone.

As we walked, Jayjay, who was on my right, suddenly swung around in front of me and fired the four-ten right in front of my face, across my field of view at a distance of inches rather than feet. The shot was accompanied by a very loud bang, I do remember that, along with the distinctive and exciting smell of a fired cartridge. That's why I was saying, about Jayjay, that he was sometimes unpredictable. I don't think I was in any danger, but I did get quite a fright and I have never forgotten the incident.

I think I uttered some mild exclamation of surprise, once again with the intention of not rewarding such unsettling types of behaviour with high ratings. I just hoped he'd never do it again and I think I might have mentioned that to him before I went home.

Where do you come from, kind sir?

I could start from anywhere, but for convenience I shall speak of cosmology, also because it is all-embracing. I mean, to research 9/11 and discover the multiple impossibilities of that narrative can lead to claims of corrupt forces within the deep state, but if the cosmology we are shown before each news programme and movie film is a deliberate deception, the whole worldwide circus comes tumbling down because all countries participate in this narrative.

 
To start with, while I now think I need no source other than the holy Bible to establish the veracity of any given thing, in this case and in others I base (or rather based) my understanding primarily on science. I only discovered the conformance of my views with the words of the Bible after awakening to the new (or rather "old") paradigm.

I can give a very large number of independent proofs or at least pointers to the fact that we live on a stationary extended plane under a firmament or dome like solid or semi-solid structure within which the stars are contained. Also that the sun and moon are near to the earth rather than at great distance, and they circle above the plane each day with the precision of a clock and indeed they form the basis for our clock (the sun) and our yearly calendar (the moon).

You, on the other hand, who believe that we live on a ball, spinning about a tilted axis of 23.4 degrees (66.6 degrees from the horizontal) with a tangential velocity, at the equator, of more than 1000 mph, while following an elliptical orbit around the sun at a speed of 66.616 thousand mph with the sun travelling at around 514,000 mph and accompanying the mad rush of a universe that is expanding at the rate of 82 km per second per megaparsec, can find this information solely by consulting online sources (as I have done). But you are compelled to take it on faith because you cannot measure or detect any of these rates, other than, arguably, the rotation of the earth, since you can perceive the duration of a day and must therefore presume a single revolution of the globe resulting in the 1000 mph speed at the equator.

All these degrees of very fast motion (I think the only one we can visualise is 1000 mph since military jets can, it is claimed, reach speeds of 3000 mph, i.e. speck-on-the-horizon, woosh, bang, gone scenario lasting a few seconds), must be squared with a world in which a column of smoke on a still day rises vertically into the air with no visible disturbance and can often be seen from miles around. With a world in which we have no conscious sensation of any form of motion, whether we stand on the equator or close to the north pole, where there would theoretically exist a point in the Arctic at which we would be simply turning about our own personal axis.

You also have no plausible explanation as to why the stars appear year after year in their appointed positions after following their annual paths, or why they are so useful for navigation, when we are moving so fast and in so many different planes in relation to them. Wikipedia will give you an answer of course, but it can treated at best as a theory. None of the incredible speeds and degrees of motion I mentioned earlier have been measured other than through the application of hypotheses and mathematical formulae. The same is true of all the unimaginable distances claimed by modern astronomy.

I know that to place one's trust in experts or informed persons is not in itself wrong. It may be that it requires a very high degree of learning to grasp certain complex ideas, so we will generally visit a dentist, for example, rather than buying a micromotor and some burrs and handing them to our mate Eli to see if he can fix our toothache.
But the integrity of the experts and the veracity of their claims are important factors in the equation, because if they were found to be deliberately engaging in acts of deception (your dentist is actually a plumber who has volunteered to have a go just for today), then their value as experts would evaporate instantly.

There are some claims we can use to assess the integrity of modern astronomers. One of the easiest and most accessible is that 12 American men walked and drove a buggy on the moon between 1969 and 1972. All telemetry data and original footage and other detailed information from these missions was subsequently irrevocably lost (several full size freight containers). With no moon landings carried out since 1972 (perhaps because a lot more scrutiny is available today, with computer experts all over the world and photographers with HD cameras offering immensely powerful magnification), Nasa announced recently that the original technology had been lost and it would be a "painful process" to build it back up. They have also stated that they first need to find a way to install sufficient shielding to cross the two claimed "Van Allen Radiation Belts" encircling the ball earth, even though the original rockets were unshielded and of very flimsy construction, with the "astronauts" reporting no ill effects.

It is my opinion that careful research of these claims, original footage, construction details visible in photographs, landscapes and a host of other factors cannot fail to reveal gross manipulation and outright deception from beginning to end of the whole sorry saga. Research must be done carefully however, because there is a very active gatekeeping activity maintained around all such matters, designed to entice careless researchers into safe backwaters. The documentary "A funny thing happened on the way to the moon" contains some valuable footage and insights, but is only a partial reveal and ultimately designed to deflect closer scrutiny into the field of cosmology, which would ultimately reveal the fact that the entire "space" paradigm is nothing more than a Hollywood stage set, and indeed many mainstream movies are indistinguishable from footage claiming to show spacewalks and weightless antics on the "ISS".

So, it is not that I don't follow science, but rather that I have discovered that science has been hijacked in many areas, to replace the truth with a lie. This has occurred in many fields... evolution, geology, astronomy, medicine, nutrition, sociology and so forth. 


One cannot simply take someone's word for any of this stuff of course: it takes dedicated personal research. I once mentioned to an acquaintance that the world was not a spinning ball, and after a period of about 30 minutes silence she contacted me and told me I was wrong because she had watched the ISS live feed, which "clearly shows" the space station orbiting above a spherical and, surprisingly - in the footage I watched - luminous green sphere, all of which has been scrupulously - diligent investigation of footage, times, real and claimed, claimed sightings, etc. - shown to be nothing more than elaborate CGI. 

Anyone who first contemplates the enormity of this type of deception must necessarily recoil from it. It takes a long time to process... also in emotional terms, because the sense of betrayal is overwhelming. I know of people who have taken up to a year, but diligent research always produces the understanding that our world is not as described. Most people will simply continue to believe the consensus opinion, despite the logical weakness and high risk of such an approach, because consensus has always been used by rulers to pursue whatever agenda they please, generally pausing to sweep up the naysayers on the way. To believe that they will lead one into a safe haven means to assume that they mean us no harm, and any damage that occurs is purely unintentional. But is that the case? What commonality do we have with a member of the ruling elite? They are not subject to the law because they have used their great wealth to purchase the very judges and philosophers. They are the law, to all intents and purposes. And if they arrest Prince Andrew? Surely that shows that even royalty is not above the law? Remember the words of the bard when he mentioned that the world is a stage. It's far more than a clever metaphor.

Have they amused themselves sufficiently with their endless wars and destruction of cultures and societies, pushing their transhumanist relativistic and amoral agendas, riding roughshod over our lives, families, preferences and beliefs? A far smaller workforce will be required for the 4.0 society of the future. The land is to be cleared and people moved to cities, in the name of environmental sustainability. But they will of course continue to range across their vast estates... countries actually, in places of the most exquisite beauty, enjoying their wines and foods of excellence while forcing, economically if not directly, the poor to subsist on chemically adulterated foodstuffs, contaminated water and polluted air.

Once I had understood the big space deception, I lost all faith in the media. I think the media is a control system so we simply cannot rely on it to establish the truth. YouTube and Facebook also must be scrutinised carefully, but I think it is fair to assume that a man who is known to a handful of subscribers can speak more freely than he who speaks to hundreds of thousands.
My understanding and interpretation of current plague events is heavily influenced by these considerations, apart from the fact that the whole circus was predicted and acted out in a theoretical scenario in October of 2019 long before any emergence of a strange condition that was shown knocking people to the ground instantly dead in the street in China in news footage at the time.

I recommend caution in relation to injections. I pray for you often and I do recommend that you read the Bible: 

"He  that answereth a matter before he heareth it, it is a folly and shame unto him" 

I don't necessarily assume our rulers wish to kill us all... some of us are useful, but I certainly would never assume that they are automatically benevolent. I think it would be an unjustified conclusion. I am not displaying any kind of paranoia: I trust all men at face value and allow the proof of the pudding be in the eating thereof... and this is a pudding we have been eating for a while.

I am not sharing these ideas to persuade anyone of anything. I am simply explaining them. People can believe whatever they want. I do not wish to enter into any kind of debate. I have seen many debates on these topics over the years, so I know the arguments that can be made and also how to respond, but ultimately it is unhelpful and can become quite unpleasant. One gentleman invited me to commit suicide when he learned that I didn't believe in the globular configuration of the Earth, and people who are outspoken on this matter must have very thick skins indeed. I don't care to be heckled or scorned. I have done my research as carefully as I am able and I remain utterly convinced of the veracity of the claims I have made. I can provide any information anyone wants, but I am picking no fights and won't get drawn into any.

I am merely attempting to explain that I have not simply pulled these concepts from thin air. They are confirmed by the Bible but they are not reliant on such confirmation to be true (except in a strictly theological sense, because I now consider truth and the Bible to be inextricably intertwined). I am not mad, dangerous, mentally deficient or anti-science. I have no problem with any man or woman who engages in empirical research to increase his or her learning and understanding of the world. I do think (now) that care should be exercised in such endeavours, because many have been misled. There are also areas of knowledge that are reserved, according to the Bible. There are dark arts, divinations, incantations and so forth. These are real things and not just the fevered imagination of some scriptwriter. Studying such matters may indeed lead to an increase in knowledge, but ultimately at the cost of our moral integrity and wisdom, which are the more precious jewels in our crown. 

Peace and harmony