The truth is the past, present and future of a soul that returns to all senders and law-benders suddenly finally back their stones and shatters their hopes of winning their perverse game of thrones and wipes off their faces their evil grinning, when their every sandcastle one by one shatters, and their new fascist world order lies in tatters and shut is for them their own border even in the smallest of places! By Sigrid Countess von Galen

The truth is the past, present and future of a soul that returns to all senders and law-benders 
suddenly finally back their stones and shatters their hopes of winning their perverse game of thrones and wipes off their faces their evil grinning, when their every sandcastle one by one shatters, 
and their new fascist world order lies in tatters and shut is for them their own border even in the smallest of places!

By Sigrid Countess von Galen



Although many play games over names and put false shames with wannabe dames 
on true noble hearted knights and throw the dice even over a throne,
there are hardly any gamblers to be seen keen on taking up publicly their responsibility
on the actions of their secret hierarchy, as they rule from the shadows of a church as their cover
that pretends to be of service to the current royals and to the heir.

But even a shell company can not indefinitely high finance and bully even a royal family
to ignore the facts that an archbishop of Canterbury is a huge liability with his organised criminality
under abuse of immunity and that there is about numerous documented acts of even perjury
no deniability, as witnesses come forward also from Rome and Dover and a former pope 
made his testimony to a law company and declared that from his side the game is now over,
in exchange for a safe place to hide, where not everybody does immediately know his face!

And to not add insult to injury, the former pope must also confront his demons in an undisclosed 
space, and face his victims of Vatican crimes, something that his successor will have to do 
as well, and thus undo a most vicious and vile square mile hell, as Mr Ratzinger and Senor Bergoglio
planned and plotted accordingly to their confession without concession that they wanted to spread
not just old strains of polio but also many a fire and terror plot and explosion via the city churches
in London and around London bridges and they also kept severed bodies of victims in crypts 
in Anglican and Vatican owned freezers and fridges from the lurches.

And, needless to say, they also were proven guilty as having targeted whistleblowers and victims 
and supplied poison in incense, wine and bread and hired East and South East London assassins from
an old network of inner fascist circle of criminal and corrupt spider powerwebs, designating churches
as their favourite operational facilities for organised crime, espionage and trafficking and smokescreens for secret society hierarchies initiations with real blood sacrifices and raffles and last straw draws for the climbs on the snake ladders within parish councils and in the wider communities and legal and political entities that became the fascist circles' new world order territories also acroos every other Vatican-Anglican border.

No wonder, many a royal chaplain and religious advisor was an infiltrator from the evil fascist ship,
and that many an arch/bishop or industry captain wanted to be the biggest liner's and cruise's or even even whole empire fleet's commander at the cost of their own family members' lives lost even through ritual knives or otherwise arranged, just so that the public would feel sympathy and assume an archbishop's sincerity and newly-found spirituality.

It takes humility and a huge heart's capacity to ignore any shore's threats and blackmail and 
bribery towards oneself and one's family, even and especially as member of the aristocracy,
as manifold are the dark shadows and ghosts with their evil hierarchy and hidden and forbidden agenda, who only ever on a need to know basis, and even then, only, release what was decided in clandestine meetings in whispered greetings under hoods and masks not just under the roofs of Wren but also under the glass pyramid in Canary Wharf!

And there are aplenty in a Savil Row suit, who offer their poison from their blackhole money and bribery financed Asprey flask and blame it deliberately and falsely on Roux's poisson and wear a stick that represents their secret devil's hoof - and who are their own walking and dirty bomb codes talking on the buses spoof!

'Mon Cher Ami', you almost hear Poirot say, who is listening to the archbishop's boasting at a dinner party in Lambeth Palace, 'is that the secret daughter, the little sparrow of Mr Ratzinger, who plays tonight the saxophone? And, n'est ce pas, you are also quite a sinner?! As you sent me by accident your invitation to a ritual slaughter, and a ticket for a human slavery auction, where, so I heard, former agents and protection officers are being offered to the highest bidders, and where evil grinners wear a Merlin's beard and declare all winners, who let the whistleblowers and victims of your church crimes for fun under wild gun fire the cross to the altar bear!'

And Poirot concludes:'It does not really need Sherlock style deductions paired with my grey cells and own observations at visits to your city churches to be able to tell that your hierarchy came from hell and has only death on its table and on your cards -

 not to speak of your biblical dimensions of lies concoctions and your churches cover story for a mercenary hornets nest in East, South, North and West of even child spies, whom you recruit and groom already from strategically induced rapes and birth and enforced artificial insemination and adoptions and a process of total submission or lethal elimination of all, who dare to stand in the way of your Templars and Freemason dominion and plan for world domination across many a denomination and religion, as you strategically reach out to religiously disguised criminal collaboration in every single nation and via the structure of the churches from the lurches purposefully with secret hierarchies mingle...'


















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