Introduction

This is a merge of my 'Wanderer' blog that tells of two years of my three years on the streets, and a new blog that tells of my life after the Diocese of Winchester ripped through my life for for the last few years on top of the previous serious harm that left me homeless
This is a day to day blog of my life as I continue to survive, work on recovery and on the social problems that I have and try to come to terms with limitless traumas I have survived along the way.
This blog is in tandem with my blog about my experiences in the Church of England http://whatreallyhappenedinthechurch.blogspot.co.uk/

The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.

Here are my books, which I wrote for you if you would like to know more: http://www.lulu.com/spotlight/JJNP

Saturday, 11 May 2013

The blog is getting a lot of hits, I wonder who the new readers are apart from the ex-copper who put me under so much pressure? I wonder if I am in danger of being traced? well, if that sounds paranoid, I am talking about the church of England and their pet police.

Do you remember Watership down? 'My chief rabbit told me to stay here' said Bigwig to General Woundwort.
Bigwig stayed where he was told. He only just survived, but he stayed where he was told for that tremendous battle.

I hope that I can do the same.

'Tell my fortune in the water eh?' said the fox 'what do you see? fat rabbits running through the grass?'
'No' said Elahraira 'I see swift hounds on the scent and my enemy flying for his life!'

I don't care if the church of England kill me if that is what it takes to snap their huge corrupt and dangerous power, I will give my life and my strength to see the church of england go down, so that many many vulnerable adults and children will be protected.
Lord Jesus and Father God I pledge this in Your Sight, just as my father stood in front of that rioting gang with only his baseball bat and his faith in You.

I am waiting on Sanctuary's shore for the final attack by the police and the church of England.

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