Category Archives: Conspiracy

Within You, Without You

Man and his symbols.

The most recent 2020 crop circle.

Carl Jung :

‘We know that the mask of the unconscious is not rigid. It reflects the face we turn towards it’.





Yesterday I took a trip into Reigate Priory Park and a familiar theme.

The Crystal Palace Glasshouse circle.



The Priory.

My Father’s house has many rooms.



In front of the Priory is an area known as the Sunken Garden.






There is also a Pyramid in Reigate.



And the Windmill Church.




And Underground And Overground tunnels.




Twin Flames.



And a Spiral Staircase.



Etc, etc.

I see the symbols as a reflection of the subconscious and I would suggest not just my subconscious either.
Hidden In Plain Sight but meant to be seen and discovered. Which is where it can get problematic on the reality front because I believe they are intended to be seen and discovered by me. Are the physical manifestations real ? And other questions such as if I am meant to see them and they are a reflection of the subconscious Self who built them and what comes first the subconscious or conscious ? Maybe it comes at the same time.

The Self is truly on an Incredible Journey at present and where it goes, no one knows.

And The Birthday Party.

On 1st August, its my Birthday and I’m having a small Birthday Party.

I’m having a birthday lunch at the Bell Inn in Godstone on the Eastbourne Road with my daughter and my brother and his wife but if you want to join in spirit, please do.



It’s About Time.



It’s Friday the 13th. Don’t Fear The Reaper.



And tomorrow is Pi Day – 3/14.



The Fire of Daath. Aka the Abyss.



From Wiki :

‘In the branch of Jewish mysticism known as Kabbalah, Daʻat (“Knowledge”, Hebrew: דעת [ˈdaʕaθ]) is the location (the mystical state) where all ten sefirot in the Tree of Life are united as one.

In Daʻat, all sefirot exist in their perfected state of infinite sharing. The three sefirot of the left column that would receive and conceal the Divine light, instead share and reveal it. Since all sefirot radiate infinitely self-giving Divine Light, it is no longer possible to distinguish one sefira from another; thus they are one.’


And the Fear of Death.

In the UK the advice from the government is to stay home if you are Coffin.

Beware the Coffin.




Following recent discussion with Elena and Anon I thought I would go on a hunt for the 1000 Petal Lotus.

It’s All Around You.

This entailed a trip into Reigate. And some pics.

The Pan Group.



And Buddy.



The reason why I chose Reigate was that it has a very good flower shop called ‘Willows’. I went in the store but unfortunately they didn’t have a Lotus flower. They said they had Lotus seeds in the past but not at present.



I Love You Mum.



In a few articles I’ve mentioned about shops and pubs that suddenly materialise out of nowhere. A new one has appeared – Starbucks. I was only down in Reigate a few days ago and there was no Starbucks or anyone outfitting or painting a new shop. It has just suddenly appeared out of the ether.



After doing shopping, where there were big gaps where the toilet rolls are normally kept, I walked home and then I came across the 1000 petals. They may not be strictly Lotus petals but good enough for me. A rose by any other name.







The Mind would seem to have entered Room 101 which is maybe why the toilet rolls are in demand. The fear of Death and illness and disease and what will happen about the security of jobs and money are surfacing. The War on Everything. But I believe the real fear is the fear of true healing and the fear of God which I believe is totally undeserved.



It’s been a very long and very winding road.


Higher Ground

I hope everyone has a good Christmas or Happy Holidays or whatever.

Higher Ground and Inner Visions.



Ka Boom.

That’s Solstice.



Crashing and burning.

Freight train derails into Potomac on way to Maryland in US.

Harper’s Ferry.



And thanks to Roob. Harper’s Ferry has two Bridges. There’s more than One of Everything or something.



And 69 car chain reaction crash on I64 in Virginia, US



‘Not much left’ of Balmoral in Oz.



Three buses engulfed in flames at LAX Airport in Los Angeles.



And Surrey tornado in England.





Damned Illuminati !

‘Please excuse our outside. It’s work in progress.

Love Luminis xx’.



Shine On.


The Fog Of Memory

The Fog Of Memory.

‘The glitches are memory’.



‘We cling to memories as if they define us’.

My trip to Texas has brought up some interesting questions for me, and not just for me, which maybe a microcosm of the macrocosm in that the Mind’s memory is incorrect or we have a multitude of memories akin to ‘Sliding Doors’ parallel reality memories.

In short, the Universe is saying I visited Texas in my current lifetime but I have no memory of this. Also, I suddenly blurted it out as well which suggests I know this but the memory is blocked in mine and others conscious memory bank. How this could work I have no idea.

I have worked on the basis for some time that our reality is the Past but throw in parallel Timelines and a Sliding Doors and a kaleidoscope Mirror, it gets truly fxxked up. Over the last few weeks, I have found dates and days have changed from the original Time which makes life even more tricky than it is already is. I have experienced this a few times in the last few years but it would seem to be ramping up.

And Angles and Mirrors and Circles.



And Gate 3D. Again, I would suggest we passed through Gate 3D at the time of MH370 but here we are again.



The Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind.

And MW Monarch butterfly – Mineral Wells.



The Memory Motel.





Meet Me In Montauk.


Welcome To The Sausage House

In reality there is no question but in this 3D guilt and fear based world we need an answer.

And there is only one answer.



There is a danger that my articles about the trip to Texas will turn into the equivalent of a Facebook travelogue page. But I believe it is a journey into the subconscious which is reflected in the physical world. A journey which in the Kaleidoscope we are all taking in our own different ways. And the pics are good.

Yesterday, Jenny and I made a trip down to Austin, Texas. The main reason for the journey was to visit the Clocktower on the campus at the University of Texas in Austin. This had significance for me as the infamous Charles Whitman shooting at UT Tower was on my birthday in 1/8/1966 and when Jenny sent me a link to the story it triggered something within me. I could remember the event and the shock and I wondered why considering I was only 6.



At the same time MJ was making a journey looking into 618 in connection with the American solar eclipse which caused a few ripples 🙂 . And following on from this, the Birthday has widened and it seems that all our birthdays have significance within consciousness.

And Time.

As we entered the Campus, we came across this poster. As an aside, I notice the wordplay with Campus and Hippocampus. And Texas is an anagram of Taxes.

Tell Me When It’s Time.






And there is an interesting alignment which I doubt is a coincidence. The UT Clocktower goes down in a straight line to the Texas Capitol building via a statue of George Washington and the Goddess Colombia in a fountain.





And there is strange Rune like symbology which runs up the side of the building.



And the whitewashing or blackwashing of His Story. UT got into the news a few years ago when the statues of Confederate leaders were removed from the campus site.

Below is a pic of the plinth where the statue of Robert E Lee once stood.



We decided then to move on down to the Texas Capitol building. Whatever one’s views about government it is a seriously impressive building. And deliberately built slightly taller than the Capitol in Washington DC is the myth. 14.64 feet to be exact.



The House of Representatives.



And the Senate House.




And a spiral or even an iris looking up – or is it down ? – to the dome within the Capitol building.



And some interesting symbology on the floor. It would appear a lot of thought went into the construction.






And Twin Towers.



We had a prior arrangement to visit my niece Jessica and her boyfriend Ben from Memphis, Tennessee at Jo’s Coffee and after the Capitol we moved on to look for Jo’s Coffee. We never found Jo’s Coffee but we ended up in the right place also called Jo’s. It was great.

I Love You So Much.



Walking in Memphis.



The Universe likes its jokes. After having coffee, Jenny thought it would be a good idea if we had a meal at a restaurant called Bangers as she thought I needed some British food in the shape of Bangers and Mash. And we ended up at the Sausage House.

Welcome to the Sausage House. Bangers is on Rainey St. We’re all out there.




Jenny enjoyed her Banger and Mash.




And then we drove back. And on the way, we got out of the car and looked up at the stars and listened to the crickets.

Reaching For The Stars.


Down By The Water

I’ll meet you down by the water again some day.



A tornado touched down near Love Field, Dallas, Texas on Sunday night. The storm came out of Now Here.



The Roll Thru Wave from CF Apollyon.



And Garland, Texas.



Judy Garland stayed at the Memory Hotel in Mineral Wells, Tx. The Baker Hotel.




On Monday, Jenny and myself made a trip to Dallas. And we met up with Cade – CF Apollyon to those who don’t know. Speaking for myself, I truly enjoyed meeting Cade. I think we all had a great time.

And Cade brought along for me the Texas T Shirt you see in the pic below. An act of kindness that blew my mind. Thank you.

During our meal we were approached by a woman who asked where I had got the T Shirt and it was emphasised that she came from Philadelphia. Also we had a conversation with the waiter about Guinness which is an Irish drink. Maybe subtle hints we get round more than we know.



The Pyramid Mine. Douglas Quaid and Total Recall.



By the entrance to the Texas School Book Depository building where allegedly Lee Harvey Oswald shot JFK.



Before we met up with Cade, Jenny and me had a good look round Dealy Plaza where JFK was assassinated on 22/11/1963.

It felt that we were pulled to it for whatever reason.

George Bannerman Dealey.





The Texas School Book Depository.









And the Grassy Knoll.




X marks the spot.



I’ll meet you down by the water again some day. Dealey Plaza.



Through the Key Hole in Dallas.



Chandor Gardens in Weatherford, Tx.



The Motor Cade.



Since being in Texas, one of the things that has struck me is the overt power of the Law and the size of the Courthouse. Close to Dealey Plaza.



And Weatherford courthouse.



About three months after 911, Jenny visited Ground Zero and one of her observations was that the area is smaller than it shows in the film footage. I found Dealey Plaza to be the same as it looks far smaller than in the videos.

And the Poseidon Adventure and sacred geometry. Water Water everywhere.

The three roads in Dealey Plaza have been constructed in a Trident shape and the central road leads into the Obelisk close to the Courthouse.





Poseidon is the Greek god of the sea.



So what has Dealey Plaza got to do with the price of sausages ? What is the reason that we were pulled to Dealey Plaza in the Deep State of US ‘for whatever reason’?

The I35 Road runs adjacent to Dealey Plaza. And Jenny noticed that the I35 was close to many ‘manifestations of extreme energy’.

The Road To Remembrance.




Total Recall.


In Deep


In Deep.

In Deep Thought, Deep State. And Deep Sleep.

Greta Thunberg at the United Nations.



‘You have stolen my dreams’.


Je Ne Re Greta Rien.



The Dream is collapsing.



And Deep Pain. And Childhood’s End.

‘You have stolen my childhood’.



Hurricane Humberto.



Humbert Humbert : Lolita.



The Lolita Express.



Getting from A to B. The Mirror Verse.





The Grey Test Mystery of You.


All The Young Dudes


Britain has a new Prime Minister – Boris Johnson. He has promised to deliver Brexit and in his victory speech he says he is going to Deliver, Unite, Defeat and Energise .






The weather is seriously hot both in North America and Europe and fits personally as well. About a week or so ago, one night I had the sensation that my face on the right side was on fire. I felt as if I was a burns victim in a war or car accident. Very unpleasant to say the least.

And as is my world, and probably yours, the next day in Redhill I came across a poster for a talk by Simon Weston, who was a burns victim in the Falklands War.



And in a strange way, also feeds into Boris Johnson. I don’t know to be truthful but I notice pattern.

Every so often on Merovee, I’ve visited the conspiracy field and Jeffrey Epstein and his connections re-emerging has coincided with the death of Tracy Twyman who was a researcher into occult matters and before her death was concerned for her personal safety. Her death also followed the death of Isaac Kappy, who Tracy Twyman had been in contact with, and who had made claims about institutional paedophilia.



I support the view institutional paedophilia is either a conscious or subconscious method of control of energy.

One of the things about Boris Johnson that jumped out for me is that when he was young, he went to a school called Ashdown House on the Greenwich Prime Meridian in the 1970s, which was about three miles from the school I attended. Long time Merovee readers may understand the connection I am making.

In 1975, Bill and Hillary Clinton visited Haiti for the first time and he was fascinated by a voodoo ceremony.

From Washington :

‘Clinton wrote that his “brief foray into the world of voodoo” furthered his fascination with “the way different cultures try to make sense of life, nature, and the virtually universal belief that there is a nonphysical spirit force at work in the world.”

And after his visit to Haiti, he experienced an upturn in his political fortunes.

“By the time we got back from Haiti, I had determined to run for attorney general,” Clinton recalled. This time, he won — and was on his way to the White House.

One lesson he took from Haiti, he wrote: “The Lord works in mysterious ways.”


Tell me about your weird childhood.

And in conclusion, a message to you.




You’re Special.



Let’s Twist Again.



Eye Spier something beginning with.

The Spire.



Notre Dame and Nostradamus.

The Prediction.

Pet Goat 11. Adam waking up and Eyes Wide Open.



In Spiral.

Franklin Texas – Tornado.



And Lovelady, Texas.




And Donnie.



The In Spiral Staircase in Reigate.

Look Familiar ? It’s All About You.



Notre Dame, Paris, France.





And the Fallen Woman.

Last Saturday night / Sunday morning Sydney Monfries fell to her death down a spiral staircase in the Bell Tower in Fordham University, the Bronx, New York . Click Mail Online.



As amazing as some of this is, it is a bit grist to the mill on Merovee. The magical becomes everyday. Last night, I was speaking to Jenny and for about five seconds she transmogrified into Jennifer Connelly. I said to her ‘By the way, you just transmogrified into Jennifer Connelly’ and she replied ‘OK then’ and we carried on talking as if it was totally normal.

And yesterday Roob had a giant alien jellyfish flying overhead and we say ‘That’s Interesting’. And it was in truth. I hope I never lose the WTF feeling.



The Notre Dame fire has triggered a thought in me and I’m not sure exactly what I’m seeing. And as someone said to me ‘At present, probably any mad idea you may have is correct’. Just following the rabbit.

Toy Town.





To follow my train of thought, it helps if you watched the final episode of The OA Part 2 titled ‘Overview’. And even then you may not understand but I wouldn’t worry. I maybe insane but I don’t think so.

In the episode, one of the characters Karim Washington manages to find and open an important Rose Window in a house in San Francisco.




Eye Spier.



Notre Dame cathedral.



And Karim finds himself overlooking a film set of his version of San Francisco, in presumably another dimension and the film set contains cardboard cut outs of the buildings in his dimension.




In an email, Jen wrote the Notre Dame Cathedral looks like papier mache as the Cathedral burned.

And since then when I have looked at the images from the fire, to me the Cathedral has looked like a cardboard cut out in a similar fashion to Karim Washington’s overview.

The date of the Notre Dame fire was 4/15. Fahrenheit 451 is the temperature at which paper spontaneously combusts.







And since then, when I’ve been out and about, I’ve had the sensation which comes and goes that the buildings around me are Toy Town buildings.

For example here is a pic of a new house that has been built a few doors down from me. And as I passed for a fleeting moment, I got the feeling I could bend down and pick up the deer. Maybe a sign of on set lunacy.



And the Reigate pyramid.



The Zero Theorem.



It’s early days with this but there maybe a clue with LOL.

Late On Set Lesbianism.



And a confirmation for me that I’m on the right track with this, shortly after I published the article I walked past a lingerie shop called All About You.



And in All About You was a miniature house.




And in more bizarre Merovee news, Anon has passed the Alpha Bethlehem torch to Frank.

Over the years, I have occasionally said I don’t want to play Monopoly any more, I want to play Twister.

It’s In Spiral.




Good game, good game.