Free Will
Christians say that you have to turn the other cheek, they admonish law enforcement and believe that heaven should have no laws and earth no rules. You see they want people to never, ever be prosecuted for anything, especially pedophiles. All crimes should just be forgiven so that people can copy the same crimes exactly with a blueprint of how to get away with it.
He had it all worked out. All he had to do to be in the royal family was to groom Princess Diana. Even though he couldn’t get his children to marry her sons, he could try to fool her son’s into thinking he is just the larrikin grandfather with whom they should share grandchildren. He needed to groom her and to exploit any perceived weaknesses ( self-abasing thoughts of not feeling deserving of worldwide fame and acclaim) so that he could achieve his will of being as important as The Windsors.
When I was as a little girl I was stalked by a member of the Closed Brethren. The Closed Brethren are exclusively white and they despise people from other countries. They say that all of society in Australia, all Australians and all people who are not Anglo-Saxon or who don’t believe what the Closed Brethren believe are inferior to Closed Brethens. To maintain their feelings of superiority they don’t watch television, they don’t watch movies or theatre, they don’t listen to music, they are not allowed to go on holidays (they don’t see what other cultures are like), they don’t dress well (they wear shoddy handmade clothes, skirts must touch the ground and head scarfs must be worn and they don’t know what it is like to care for an animal) or how to be functioning members of society. Animals are just there to slaughter for God’s children. They grow up thinking in their ignorance that they are the bees knees. It’s terrifying to have one as a stalker. She had the roughest accent of anyone I have ever met and she despised all wealthy people. She hadn’t ever been on a horse and tried to mimic and copy what real people do and the emotions that real people have. It’s not improbable that when she waited out the front that she wait out the front with a knife in her bag on a quad bike attempting to cause a riding accident. You see, most people in the area were stratospherically wealthier, and they were tweedy, they wore jodhpurs or kilts, or suits and they played polo or had racehorses.
There were more mansions there than most suburbs in the Eastern Suburbs. 20 million dollar mansions with stables and dressage arenas. They didn’t live in the mansion area and they didn’t have stables. When I told her that I was getting an Arabian Horse (because it was time to have a larger horse) she asked me what the largest horse is. I said a Clydesdale. From that day forward she told all the Kings boys (who wouldn’t sleep with her) and all boys from the North Shore that she only rode Clydesdales and that they had a dozen Clydesdales at home in their tiny backyard. She was called out by a group of North Shore Boys (the local boys wouldn’t go near her) when they asked her what Clydesdales eat. She said straw and then she said hay.
Trying to mimic the neighbours they poured a tennis court on an easement, smack bang in a creek bed. It was a concrete monstrosity that wasn’t approved by council that was there to give the vestige of being Duralwellian. It was a grass court or a clay court, it hadn’t been repurposed into a helipad. (No the council would also not allow that.) Why is that pertinent ? Because she said that she had the only tennis court at Dural. When I told her we and the neighbours were calling the police on her and to stop riding on the road without a licence end harassing people she increased the level of her racial vilification and harassment. She then boasted about having a tennis court, to which I responded “look around, everyone in our street has a tennis court. And. “People at Dural don’t boast about things like that. No one here boasts, and no one here is like you.”
Make your eyes like saucers children. We need to get a little grubby to get near the throne. Sticky fingers and hands in a cookie jar he needed someone who is ok with not caring where the money came from, where the fame or success came from, someone who doesn’t mind the odd heroin orgies or having heroin children. Junkies galore want to be royal. So does every sociopath and narcissist. Then they can really turn the charm on.
It’s ridiculously arrogant of them to think that all women must or should sleep with them and that they want robe near them. Extremely arrogant that they think women enjoy abuse and elbowing stolen from… I don’t know who would believe such utter, utter bunkum. Do tell, what is so good about junkies who go to brothels and who steal their work forcing someone with exploitation and humiliation tactics and threats of rape, harassment, inciting violence, hatred, racial vilification, denials, interfering with medical treatment, child birth and who she dates and who should “check up on” or stalk hers
You see the monarchy can bring people worldwide fame; it can make billionaires of people. Why ? Because when celebs start a brand they become billionaires.
Celebrities see royalty as fame, with a little charity work thrown in for good measure. The Aristocracy don’t see it this way. Some people move countries to be in a country with a monarchy. Some people have spilt blood for the monarchy. Thousands of years are there at the disposal of fame seekers and are just there (in some celebs view) to be monetised by celebrities. You see it’s about fame not good works and justice and what have you. It’s not actually God’s emissary on earth. If some celebrities can worm their way in a pollute and befoul everything so that it is all just a figurehead monarchy with someone who could win best actor at the Oscars then all of it is just meaningless. People fought for nothing much at all.
His writers don’t want to sleep with him, nor do they find him scintillating, he’s not the best rich man that I have met, and I tell him so, I say that I think the wealthy men are fine, but wealthy and famous, unless they care about art, and fame is secondary to that, I think that they are not as good as a wealthy man who doesn’t pander to famous people.
Many of us have got this terrible problem that we have to deal with, even though it’s really only his fault and he is the sole beneficiary of abusing someone to death and having someone else harassed to death. He claims that there isn’t a mark on me, but there is on my ex partner’s dog CC.
I am not permitted to make my own decisions anymore just as he threatened. I sm not allowed to chose not to be raped, I am not allowed to chose who I live with or where I live, I am not allowed to go anywhere
Half the psychopaths in England want to be in the royal family. Psychopaths think that it’s ok to steal people’s money. They, hand in cookie jar just shrug it off when they are caught. Or they Epstein and Madoff themselves. They asked people like them or who found them charming to be “cronies” for hire, or cronies for optics. one celebrity is worth more than a world full of non-celebrities.
There is a certain type of moneyed class who consider celebrity as an ideal to just be a joke. Others with great art, who are trained, and serious about work, who don’t plagiarise are not really like them, but there is always that dim woman who doesn’t mind creeps or who herself is a creep, a narc or who thinks all celebs should come first over rape survivors who will support the pedo, the plagiarist, the rapist or the fraudster. Legally, no one can help them. It’s a crime to assist with covering up the crime. Don’t help them to move the body of evidence.
They claimed that Princess Diana could give them absolution. She could provided public forgiveness of sins. Without her knowledge they tried to crony her. All the things they did when they were young from stealing, crimes for fraud, hiding pedophilia, all sins were supposedly forgiven with optics. The victims were all forgotten, raped again or maligned. Even the men they had tried to rape had to give up.
The royal family can’t change over a millenia of tradition and hundreds of years of bloood spilled for one little pumpkin or one little lad.
But we want pumpkin, say the general public. The castle won’t be big enough for his children. Let’s force them to entertain us now.
His “set up” PR wasn’t devised by him at all so it would be absolutely tragic to take PR advice from him. Nor were his words; they were stolen with intent to commit a crime and intent to commit fraud.
Psychopaths have killed children and threaten to kill children so that their children can be the only children ever cared about. We want pumpkin or the little lad on the throne. Some celebs don’t miss that Schtick, or they expect to be a Kennedy.
They want optics for their children and they want the royal family to “hide” their many sins against many people, even attempted male rape, underage sex and racketeering. They said as much in 1995. What did they say ? That they were intentionally going on a crime spree to make it to the top. Then they called everyone who didn’t steal a loser for not keeping their contract or label. Then they encouraged everyone to rape, steal, take heroin, get lots and lots of surgery, see prostitutes, steal and harm people.
So you are going to repurpose the royal family for your own purposes so you can get USA and world media? The castle won’t be big enough for his children.
Yes I want to be the most famous family in the world, …just like them. I’ll prepare my kids from birth. When he said he wanted every pregnancy to mirror the royal family and their PR and every child to be as famous as a prince or princess I scoffed and said, “Who would do that to a child.” And when, “My goodness do they even want to be there?”. I admonished him about wanting his children to be famous, saying that they could be creative like me and not able to stand the thought of being in the public eye. He learns to parrot the very words that I said. While stealing the very words that I uttered under duress and threats … threatened with a lack of safety, violence incited against me and rape tapes released.
I retorted, “Unless it is required as it is by the monarchy, then children should be able to choose whether they are famous or not.”
Every time the weather was fine or my life was going well they sent a disruption like the large curmudgeon from Melbourne. Melbourne people who are not very important don’t realise that a home at Dural costs 20 million, nor that thet are “different types” at Dural. Troglodyte as the boys at school referred to her, was more than happy to take part in their disgusting heroin orgies in a slum with an indie label with ashtrays and cockroaches all over the floor. She along with the dog rapist were paid with sex to hide my expensive schools and moneyed background. They were paid to help steal thousands of words and millions of dollars. Troglodyte couldn’t date men with hundreds of millions and had never been near the moneyed classes of the world. She told everyone at school that I took drugs in England and defamed me because I wouldn’t orgy with the inured female sex worker who was purchased from a brothel by one of the men.
She claimed to literally have won the lotto, when her family had an argued with and left their odd and pilloried Closed Brerhren closed uncultured marginal group. They were the bane of the neighbourhood and were also not welcome in the suburban areas. Those people, those sometimes racist (the mega rich at Dural are not racist because they travel and adore Europe, not despise it) also couldn’t stand them.
Troglodyte was asked to help hide and steal over 10 million pounds for her ex, she was also enlisted to help hide his pedophilia and was told that she would have to pay back the 10 million and that she would go to jail for it when charged. She was never sued or charged for fabricating the cover story (to hide all the forced labour, sexual harassment, being treated like an animal and dissociated and trafficked to work) that I took drugs in England. They were all about hiding pedophilia for people and hiding all the crimes.
He is a mentally ill person who thinks that he can hear the voices of angels and communicate with the dead. He doesn’t mind and tries to promote other people as being as insane as he is. I improvised a steady stream of lyrics under the threat of intimidation, sexual humiliation or physical harm. He also threatened to release a rape tape and photos of me going to the bathroom. He would call media and then deny things he said. I told him not to come within 50 kilometres of me again and again and hung up on his threats again and again. He had a gun held to the groin of a man that I spent the night with. He sent troglodyte to tell me to commit suicide. He sent a man to tell me to commit suicide 14-15 times while denying I had ever met anyone at the label, that man assaulted my ex partners dog CC. They later called again and asked if he was sure, and there he was denying it for them so he could hang with A listers in Byron Bay in 2003.
He wants them to promote or talk about ill health to mitigate the vile and illegal mistreatment of men and women sexually and by forced labour or a forced sex slave. The sec slave that they literally bought and paid for was prized for the whiteness of her skin. He disparaged all models, rated them lower in bed than the female sex slave and then criticised the bodies and beauty of female models. I said to him, “Are you straight or gay as no red blooded straight man would say that about “top model X.” A number of men would give anything to sleep with her and not notice something that is not even an imperfection.
He sees women who aren’t as beautiful as easy targets and mocks them for not having the requisite surgery that he thinks that actors and performers have; they are mocked for being authentic. There is nothing wrong with surgery as long as it is chosen by the patient and not someone who owns her or her work. When I quickly became a millionaire in my own right I booked in for veneers and surgery. Dog man became livid saying that they couldn’t keep up the old racist and refugee ugly dark skin tropes that they wanted to keep up so he could keep the money. Whatever I loved and whatever I did he spoiled on purpose or stole. He decided that he would carry through with the threat that he made in England and send the dog rapist and have my little dogs raped for the prosperity of his future children and their royal family ambitions. I was in DV so needed to be a little heavy to avoid assaults. I had a full time 8am-4pm housekeeper so I could avoid all DV during business hours. I had access to our Cliff Avenue Avoca apartment and the Quay Apartments. I worked many nights to 1pm, as I had created a first of its kind natural and paraben free skin care company in 1998. He said that he was going to copy what I did and steal more of my ideas for having the impertinence to leave them to do an MBA in 1996. It was the only brand stocked at Australia’s top fashion brand Zimmerman and was being researched by Koreans; the most discerning market in the world. It was also the first brand chosen by elite chain Six Senses Spa, I declined their business, even though I was making money hand over first, I only had 4 hours sleep, my housekeeper had to feed my pets at 8am when she arrived. We had an office opposite the world headquarters of Hillsong. If they take my company away from me again I will commit suicide for them so that they know that they have finally won. Same with dog and sexual attacks. He claimed that my dogs weren’t pretty enough to attack after I walked in on it. I threatened the police and a restraining order so the dog man that they sent (who joined them in Byron) denied it to my ex-partner, he then left him alone with his dog again. My family called the dog rapist and listened to him and not me as was the plan and the set up.
My family owned and had the entire building built next to Hillsong World Headquarters and the Nationwide headquarters of a major supermarket. I was tired all the time and what with raping the dogs they harassed me out of business “because it’s just doing too well and someone is going to find out that they stole.” He attempted to create brain damage and recommended that I have electro shock therapy. He said that I had been a heroin addict in London (and not a forced labourer) and someone who was being held under duress and trafficked to work. I didn’t take any drugs in England. The brute tried to dissociate me every day so that I would be forced to write for him, because he couldn’t come up with any of his own art. They said that they wanted to fake a heroin overdose and “stick a needle in my arm” but that it wouldn’t hold up to police scrutiny because I am so anti-heroin. He said they would “eventually have to go to jail for what they had done.” That enough money was stolen that it was worth killing for. He then said that everyone knew that I was vociferously against drugs and heroin so a planned overdose (so they could all meet in Byron unhindered) wouldn’t hold up with a police investigation. He came to report that it was “done and dusted” and there was “no need for his spite anymore.”
That it if came to death someone would finally stop the abuse. It was too late for Harmony and Cc though, the damage had been done. CC sat shaking at the front door for the rest of her life and eventually had a nervous breakdown; she pulled all her claws out.
He said, “F you are amazing.” “You’ve don’t it again.” “You are so creative and amazing that we have to do something to stop you, or people will find out” and that “we have to cause damage to stop you.” And “We have to do anything to stop you.” They settled on brain damage, dog rape, letting a pedophile near my infant niece and harassing me out of house,home and state and business, and then denying that I ever met anyone from an independent label in Britain. Then after they had the dogs assaulted their bloodlust ran out. The dog attack finally relived them of their spite. They took it very personally that I still wanted to have children and when I told them they said, “We can’t allow that to happen.” I don’t know why they just said that they couldn’t “permit” it to happen and that they “couldn’t allow anyone to know that I wanted children.” That they “had to prevent me from getting veneers or having cheek surgery. (He always insisted on buccal fat removal and these men will abuse women who refuse to do it for them.)Many of the women they surround themselves with have just buccaled.
Someone uglier or fatter will be required to provide a halo effect for them and to help cover up what they have done, they said. Angry with my LinkedIn profile photo they sent a very heavy and unfashionable plus “despised in Brighton” curmudgeon to tell me that I am just too ugly to pay, and that if she had done my work she would have been paid. I was a size 6, all a psycho has to do is stand next to someone who is not a size 6 but a size 12 and make a show of optics.
Some people don’t know what it is like for people who can’t afford medication or food, let alone clothes and shoes and getting their hair done.
I wish that they would stop the proselytising and diminishing. If they try to dissociate me or co-opt or threaten me or ask me to commit suicide for the comfort of his children I will release 1000 tapes on the internet made years ago. They ares just the truth, over and over again on different days and in different ways with the news of the day on the background.
If they want me to commit suicide or call me crazy they each get an individual “suicide recording” if why exactly that should make me want to commit suicide. The people who aid and abet them make me sick.
See the thing is though I don’t want to commit suicide for beautiful people and the comfort of their Nepo children. I just don’t want to die. Death has no benefit for me or for my family. Yes troglodyte said that I had to commit suicide for her so that she could continue to pretend that there are thousands of songs written about her, and all the oral sex she gave people to go back stage and then later get all her children’s friends backstage wouldn’t be discovered, nor would she be charged with criminal defamation, stalking and nor would she have to pay back the 10 million pounds she helped her pedophile ex label owner to steal. She just wasn’t of my ilk; only the racist placed her above the Pearson’s.
I was one of the most unmarred girls at school, I invited everyone I could to my parties and had great dates with the some of the most popular boys. The cool kids in the year above also were fun and friendly. Although some of the teachers were racist and they didn’t understand Russian or Ukrainian aristocracy and they hadn’t read either our literature or French or German literature, and they knew nothing about European cuisine, there were virtually no racist kids there. The lower class kids, impoverished kids were more likely to be racist.
The girl who had been raised and scheamed in the Closed Brethren joined the school and she started using the N word, harassing and abusing our neighbours and sitting outside our mansion trying to scare my Arabian horse into to throwing me off if I tried to go for a ride. I had to hide inside from her. I didn’t know whether or not she had a knife in her bag as she was the very epitome of the scum of society and from a very dangerous neighbourhood. She was from Struggle Street or “Housos” and the girls at school mimicked her rough as guts Kath and Kim accent. She makes them sound polished.
She was teased by the boys at school and called troglodyte because she had large unsightly cankles and knees. She hurled abuse at me telling the men in England that I was the most despised and teased girl at school. They didn’t realise that there were just two vocal racists. They told me to go back to the Ukraine. Yes, I was teased for having a large backside. The Anglo Saxon boys found it to be too big and they liked white blonde hair and Aryan eyes but people never made me feel “less than.” Troglodyte also scared the racehorses next door; our next door neighbour called in disgust saying that the had deliberately revved her engine and had damaged the horses on purpose and that she and her family would be sued for future damage to their horses. Then she defamed the neighbour and the high court judges family.
They said that I had disgusting and revolting friends and that I should be ashamed but she was my stalker and I was scared to take my horse anywhere near her. We told them to go ahead and sue her.
She also upset the high court judge in the street.
See, this is what happens when a Closed Brethen lower class person who believes wholeheartledly in white supremacy is permitted to try to rejoin society unabated; they harass those who are perceived to be better or wealthier. Someone from the judge’s house called to say that the judge was disappointed that I had friends of such a low calibre and that he had hoped for better than that. I was absolutely mortified. They said that she was underage and that they were going to call the police on her for being on the road. I don’t know what she did or said. I asked my mother to call back and for the police to be called and to tell them that “she is not my friend but harassing my grandmother and I.”
You see this is what happens when a person like this is allowed to stalk or given proximity to a wealthy person that they want to stalk; this is what happens when a person of no good reputation claims to be a friend of someone wealthy.
The dog rapist from Dunedoo also claimed to be my friend even though I had him tossed out by Security from the Quay Apartments. Lady Susan Renouf lived in the penthouse, and when he told me that his mother had gone “funeral sightseeing” at the Packer Mansion with a friend who was a 12th cousin of theirs just to see “how the other half live.” I called security on him saying, “Is this what you are doing here?” Adding, “Wealthy people despise people like you.” Saying I didn’t want him near me. Later when he came over to see my ex partner and interfered with a dog (which we figured out later) my baby neice was banned from the house by my brother as he tried to get near her when she was in her stroller. He later went to Byron to hang out with celebs in 2003 as payment for harassing me, my dogs, my niece, lying about my company and trying to get near my innocent infant niece. I once said to him, “What a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive”.
He said, “That’s good love, that’s really good.”
I smiled and said, “Yes it is, isn’t it.”
He replied smirking and said sheepishly, “Actually I think I might use that.”
I laughed at him for not knowing a simple Shakespeare quote.
He retorted that that was why he was forcing me to write, that was why he was intimidating me (even though he strains to look like he hasn’t at all done that in the past … especially when I called the police and tried to press charges, when I tried to call my brother and friends from university to sue him and the pedophile label owner and his mistress who had now committed crimes across multiple jurisdictions,) he upped the ante threatening me again and again with worse things every time that I tried to fight back. The idea was to win at all costs with whatever it took.
He said that he needed to steal lyrics from someone with a degree in poetry so he sounded smart and could “get more money for his contract”, and lead people to believe he could write and that he “wasn’t plagiarising” in all his other contracts.” He said that everyone knows that there is no good music in Australia; that there were no good lyrics and no one would believe an Australian wrote them. That other than AC/DC and INXS it was all “subpar”. He said that Trog would be discarded and dispatched to lie and so would dog boy from Dundedoo. They would be there to lie to friends and family and that they would both be rewarded with orgies and sex and celeb back stage experiences for their continued stalking and harassment. They would eventually be offloaded when they outran the statute. He had legal advice about what to do and was told to keep the door slightly ajar. All men there were too scared to approach the door. The label boss was castigated by him regularly and was quite often unwilling and in floods of tears. The label boss wasn’t allowed to even speak and he was hissed at and sworn at. He was humiliating for him; he controlled the situation and humiliated both of us in front of each other.
Upper class and moneyed Australians aren’t racist. Only lower class Australians and those who haven’t travelled far are. The Mosmans weren’t aware that there were many echelons in Australia above them. The Mosmans claimed, as did troglodyte and (unsurprisingly) the school white supremacist, that all foreigners are second class citizens … even the largest and highly esteemed Chinese Dynasties, even foreign royalty have to come behind those with whitest skin and blue eyes.
He thinks that evil is fun.
He thinks beastialty is a perversion and that beastialty is fun.
He thinks that orgies and owning women is fun.
He thinks that some people deserve their rights and that others don’t.
He thinks that some dogs deserve their rights and that others don’t.
He thinks pedophilia isn’t evil and that pedophilia shouldn’t be criticised. That it’s “just an acceptable perversion.”
Because he tells models that they are hideous and ugly he needs “good optics” of him standing next to people that he deems to be hideous or not in fashion. It hides his secret disgust.
Because he disparages normal bodies and the heavy and says 57 kilos is “very fat” … he has to claim the contrary because people get upset now when you give people anorexia or demand that all people be mole free or light skinned or 43 kilos. The men knew that he didn’t like “big mum nipples”, large areola or “too much nipple” , or breasts that had more red than white skin so they made up that my breasts were deformed. So saying nice things about saggy breasts should throw people off the scent.
Being a celebrity is like being in the mob. You have to keep all the criminal behaviour a secret, if a celebrity doesn’t stay “in the mob”, under the celebrity secrecy act, then they are “fed to the sharks.” He said it is a celebs responsibility to lie to their fans.
Troglodyte offered to make up lies about the men so he had a fake slush fund to extort them with. Just outright lies, fabrications from a toilet minded free sex worker who just doesn’t want to be seen as a needy and odd Closed Brethren weirdo anymore. She was too rough to get a date at Rooty Hill RSL on a Saturday afternoon. Rough and not a diamond. No there was no new diamond that season in London. No. Refugees are second class citizens and I was ridiculed for wanting to be in political circles and for suggesting I invite the daughters of politicians over to London. I didn’t realise that would be inviting them to an orgy with rappers. No he said no GPS women and no millionaires. That’s why Mosman were there. I told him that Dural had 10 million dollar, now 20 million dollar mansions. He said he didn’t want any politicians daughters, anyone who knew judges, any doctors daughter’s or specialist’s daughters or anyone who had a lawyer father or mother there. He didn’t want anyone from Avoca summer set there or anyone from Avoca, Manly who knew Olivia Newton John or Nicole Kidman and her sister. A friend from Abbottsleigh was a friend of theirs. They didn’t want anyone who knew A list international celebrities there because I said that they would make light work of it and “quickly sort it out.” No he said menacingly “I am the one doing this to you.” He thumped his fist saying, “I am the one who wanted it this way.” The label boss died. He was suppose to lie as his alibi.
He thumped his chest saying, “It’s my fame, it’s my fame! No one is going to take it from me. Everyone else has to be in the background so they don’t take my spotlight away.”
From here on in everyone has to do what the school white supremacist, troglodyte and the animal rapist want us to do in life. He told me that I would never be permitted to write again or “everyone might know.” That I was never allowed to have sex again or “everyone might know.” That I wasn’t permitted to date a friend of Bill Gates or “people might know.” That I wasn’t allowed to be near important people or “help” other men in the way I (was held under duress and forced with intimidation tactics to ad lib) or “people might know.” That I wasn’t allowed to have children or “people might know.” That I wasn’t allowed to have my old friendships or my old school friendships back or “people might know.” That I wasn’t allowed to be around anyone wealthy or powerful anymore or “people might know.” That I wasn’t allowed to tell my family or “people might know.” That I wasn’t allowed to see my celebrity naturopath or “people might know.”
The old school tie brigade would despise you in this country, don’t talk down to the colonials lie to media or deny what happened… stop treating Australians like fools who can’t see what you are up to. Crimes always matter, so does fraud, tax fraud and deliberate abuse and harassment, even at arms length.
I decided to go no
Contact with a narcissist
I wasn’t starstruch but he terrified and terrorised me with intimidation tactics. I couldn’t stand his arrogance and his Ruth to mistreat and amiss and to withhold key rights not allow mint and practicing me from unionising. I was scared whey time that he called 57 kilos fat. I wasn’t allowed to do my hair and makeup and had to sleep on the floor and was terrier anytime he criticised me for my look. I told him to stop threatening my friends. I told him to stop calling me to try to dissociate me again. I trod him to never come within 5 kilometres of me. The crimes he committed had to end there. I told him to never send anyone
When people commit crimes they keep it a secret or blame it on the dead guy who can sat there sobbing and unwilling; he didn’t threaten me but or harm me, I didn’t want either of those two bullies, who were stealing, the women they knew were not educated and wealthy, No woman wealthier than them would have sat there pining for them while they were stealing from her and abusing her with intimidation tactics. I kept quipping that almost everyone that I knew was either wealthier than they are or more important. They definitely knew people who were more important. I just couldn’t see them as important or powerul, what with the way there were acting. They were using standover tactics and crimes to become important. They were using scare tactics and abuse to become important. In short they were stealing to defraud a public company. They were stealing in the hope of becoming important. They try to extort men with lies that they just make up to profit from. I stand by it. Everyone that I knew was wealthier and more powerful, that’s why they didn’t want them there. It was forced labour and inurnment and they said they would deny its Yes they contacted two stalkers who used to follow me around and stalk me and yes they are not wealthy people. Employing poverty stricken stalkers to harass me doesn’t make them “friends” or “people in my family’s circle of contacts.” People should have been disgusted with them and should have reported them to the police. They claim that all celebrities are above the law. They claim that those who don’t have great art are allowed to capture and keep women against their will and force them to write so that they can steal millions of dollars and then deny it to their family so they can be raped hundreds of times. He said that he would send the dog rapist to harass me and to “sow up loose ends.” I said that my family don’t allow that scum to come near us, he was too poverty stricken and willing to do anything; they both despised wealthy people, both men who stole despised the upper classes and moaned about how the aristocracy laughed at them and called them scum. “With these lyrics I won’t be treated like scum anymore.”
He said that he “hates” the upper classes that they all “think he is scum.” He said that because they “treat him like scum” that he has to “show off with his money.”
His deep hatred of the upper classes made home steal so that he could be, “taken seriously.”
He despised the men from the upper classes in the room, stating that he would “utterly destroy them.” He said that he despised every person who had more money that he did, including my family and all our friends, because I frequently reminded him that we all had a lot more and that 7 million pounds wasn’t enough money to be acting as though he owned me and that he was better than everyone else in that room.
He said that he, “just didn’t want to be scum anymore.” He said that he would find someone poor like him, who appreciated fame but didn’t “get as much as they wanted.” He said that he wanted to go from lower class to upper class and that it was almost impossible to do. He said that he would become upper class by being seen with and timing his children so that they could be seen with and marry into the royal family.
No one liked him, no wealthier women liked him. He said that he chose women from poor backgrounds because they looked up to him but that “wealthy women didn’t.” He specifically said that he didn’t want any women from the GPS system or Tara or boarding school or Dural squillionaires there because “they didn’t appreciate him.” “The rich and powerful talk down to me. Posh girls and upper class people think that I am scum. One of them tried to have me arrested and put me in handcuffs.”
I marvelled at why wealthy people didn’t marry celebrities. Why ? He said that celebs had to marry other celebs so that they didn’t have a story sold about them. They could however steal lyrics and force (by committing crimes against their victims and people who tried to stop it) prevent a story being sold.
When I asked him how he would go from lower class to upper class he had several parts to his plan.
Step 1: Be seen with Princess Diana and as many members of royal family as he could.
Step 2: Steal work so that he is not “just a backing singer in a band.”
Step 3: Steal money and commit fraud against a public company so that he had “royal level money that is enough to marry into the royal family.”
Step 4: We discussed that he would not have children with all the 90’s celebs. He said that he would find “A Lady” to marry so that his children could mix with and be the child of a celebrity who marries into the royals.i said that “A Lady” would not marry someone who doesn’t read and can’t write. He paused to say how much he reviled an upper class man in the other room who was currently in the army because the upper classes “took him seriously”. It was the whole “Gentleman wear brogues” issue. He was just the scrappy lower class idiot from the wrong side of the tracks who just wanted to achieve what he saw as the ultimate in fame and class; a royal title (through stealing) and a royal child. He said that he wanted his future children to sit on the throne of England. Or “ maybe not the throne, maybe, like just, marry one of the sisters or brothers.”
Step 5: Take accolades for work that 3 people wrote. Commit fraud, there were financial misleadings.
Step 6: Lie about and extort with lies, threaten, harass and smear everyone who can stop him.
Step 7: Be seen doing lots of charity work, just like Jimmy Saville because “ the media love it and people love us for it.” When I asked if he cared about the charities. He said, “It’s not our job, our job is to just turn up.” “They love us for it.” So you are doing it to people love you and therefore trust you.
Step 8: Pretend that he can write so that it “puts him into a different class of artist so he can get more money and people take him seriously. “
Step 9: Forget the upper class wife because they don’t marry a tool. Marry an A lister who wants to give birth to a prince or princess. I point out ( playing devil’s advocate) that it would be wrong to involve an A lister because an A lister ( unlike him) has developed “great art” in my words and they have “worked hard to get there.” “It wouldn’t be fair to do it to a beautiful A lister; she could go to prison if she knew.” “No, you will be caught and you don’t want her to go to jail with you. No, don’t do it to an A lister, they have just worked too hard.”
Step 9: He said he “Would find someone who hadn’t achieved the level of fame that she wanted”, who didn’t mind a few men on the side.
I said “Well she will have to be an American because no British or Australian woman would go after and deceive the royal family in that way.” They just, “Wouldn’t be comfortable doing that to the royal family.” He agreed that she would have to be an American. I then said “But what about the heroin and the drugs.” “A junkie can’t marry a kid into the royal family.” He said that when he had destroyed everyone, had fun deceiving women to sleep with him (as many as he could for optics), when he had committed all his crimes, stood over everyone he would just create a lovely celebrity redemption arc (cue harps) Mea Culpa convert to some sort of religion and he would have a clean getaway because no one does a redemption arc like Disney.
Then I said, “She would have to be in pigtails and kindergarten right now.” He said that she “wouldn’t care by then that most of his work “isn’t his” or how he obtained it. “People will have forgotten and his fans would love him so much (he would sort it out so he could scallywag) that they would “let him off.” The he would be “loved out of charges.” I pointed out that he was, “Deceiving his fans, and that they deserved authenticity and not a made up character.” He said that it was his “fan’s job to love him.”
He then told me to go back to the slum or accept an apartment from him that I could, “never leave.” When I went to view it I said, “Where is the Harbour Bridge, where is the Opera House?” “Why not just move back into the Quay Apartments?” … or the garden apartment that I owned at Neutral Bay with the large sized backyard. He said that no man would be allowed to enter the apartment and that I would “not be receiving any money” so that he could “control what happened.” He then said I “wouldn’t be allowed to leave the apartment.” I asked if I could have a garden so I could bring my Shetland Sheepdogs and Chihuahua over. He said, “No, that I “couldn’t have a garden”. That he would, “Deny everything of course.” That I “wouldn’t be allowed to have kids because my kids could outdo his royalty bound kids with talent.” That he needed people to believe that his kids “could produce my talent.” He also said that he would have any kids “seen to.” That he “had to take the credit now as he had signed documents and he could get into a lot of trouble.” He said that he would deny everything to everyone otherwise he would “go to jail.” In that room full of rappers at an Indie label it looked plausible that some would go to prison. He said that he would send the dog rapist to deny it to my family. He said that he would pretend that I am schizo and “just making it up” that he could because he could dissociate me and that he was going to teach everyone “how to dissociate me” so that he could take my words and work and the copyright away from me.
I said that my family didn’t like the dog man and that they wouldn’t believe him. He said that he would be recording me and telling him things about me “that he needed to know.” That he would reward him with sex with celebs and helping him to become a “roadie” and to work backstage between male prostitute clients.
I said that he wasn’t really a Kings type and he was despised by Kings because he had been blamed for encourage someone to commit suicide. I said if I could just ask my brother to come over to London he would sort it all out as would his law student buddies. He said that he was stealing, he was committing fraud and that “he was the one doing this to me” he was “the one having me abused” and keeping me in an unsafe slum to work for him as forced labour and against my Free Will.
Oh they are not civilians. Oh .. they’re not civilians. No they are not civilians. Nah mate, they aren’t punters.
What’s. civilian and why should it matter ? Equal rights for all human beings under the Human Rights Charter.
I’ll just find someone and teach her how to be upper class, like real classy. Now it’s called bougue. Oh like bougie-ing up the royals with some spackle and sequins and gare. Ok. Because royalty means nothing to you.
“With the money that I steal I will hire a team good enough to ensure that I keep it.”
With the money we steal we will pay a PR team to get us the right optics to “Royal.” I am not allowed to have free will because I would have reported the pedophilia and the tax fraud. I had forced ECT therapy and suffered a vast memory loss. I was gang raped and he threatened to release a rape tape or to show it to people. It was handy he said when he needs to dissociate women or control them he brings up a rape or something else horrific so that he can stay out of jail. Or he is just publicly very nice to someone fatter or uglier or someone who will illicit sympathy so they can honestly say that he is, “A really, really nice guy.” We have forced electroshock therapy laws in Australia that in are breach of the Human Rights Act but then from the gang rape on, he was able to use the gang rape to take my copyright. He is dead now and all the Buddhists want me to “just move on.” He claims that he wanted 90 more rapes and then I would finally learn that I can’t win. And nah, nah, narny nah. You can’t catch me, “because there is nothing better or more successful than a celebrity psychopath.” The Indie label owner died for helping him. Something bad happens to all the people he pays off or who agree to help him. They die of illness, lose their job or summink.
He threatened to make me Meghan or Monica. He left footed me in an industry that I didn’t even work in or want to be in. Shameless people care more about optics than forced ECT. The industry doesn’t believe in human rights or copyright, it all just a big, big laugh. He said that he needed the dog man to force ECT so that I could never write again and so that they all got away with it. Dog boy kept saying, “It would be just better for everyone if you just killed yourself.”
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