Beyond Belief

I'm shocked, stunned and saddenned by the recent media lies, libel and insinuations about Kate McCann. How low these socalled journalists can do is deeply upsetting to me, when I see them hounding, abusing and villifying this totally innocent woman with their abuse and slander. Only the lowest sort of vile vileness person could even think of questioning this fine woman's innocence.

Apart from myself of course. I flat out accused her of murdering her daughter many months ago. But that's different. It doesn't count. It's not the same atall.

I have slept wondefully, having sweet, tender dreams about our redeemer, who has a special mission for me. I feel the warmth of the sun on my face, the east wind of freedom on my cheeks (upper) and just can feel the Spring in the air. I will soon be vindicated.

Thankfully I can turn to my faith. I was told that my story is just like the Acts of the Apostles, by a sweet admirer. "Close but no cigar", I thought. I am being tested in the crucible of sin and abuse to prepare me for my triumpahnt return to Jerusalem when all will fall down and worship me. They'd better, if they know what's good for them.

It's no coincidence that two women, facing equal suffering, injustice and abusive villification in the press are myself and Kate McCann. Only we know true sorrow and the abject misery of being deliberately tortured my the media. My suffering is greater than hers though. I've been compared to David Shayler. Noone has ever said that about Kate, my soulmate. It's because we're both Catholics that the powers-that-be are targetting us both. We're martyrs because of our deep spiritual beliefs to the one true church that all these Anglican bastards are out to get us. I know because I am top researcher into secret history. Very top, even if I say so myself.

It's clear that the establishment is afraid because of my top research skills and degree in psychopathy means that I will discover important truths that will return the Crown to the Holy Catholic Church.

I will blog everything. The truth will come out, even if this evil campaign of abusive abuse continues. Kate and I are together, as one, as soulmates in this and no leech from the dalies is going to stop us in our search for truth. It's hard to get into blogging again, but as I spend every waking moment scouring the internet for proof of my incredible theories that will amaze the world, I might as well spend several hours blogging. There's so much malice, abuse and vindictiveness as well as false allegations, specualtion and jelousy directed against me.

Little old me. how dare they all conspire against me. Get. A. Life. I have. I don't spend my time prattling rubbish, vindictiveness and abusive abuse against these screeching monkeys and snarling ferrets who have decided that they must destroy me, for whatever reasoon. I know it's my beautiful research. They just can't stand it when someone has beautiful research. someone who is going to spill the beans about all my important discoveries.

My discoveries are really important. They show a secret history that only I know about. Only I have the skill, persistence and sheer bloody modesty to discuss. I prohibit and forbid anyone discussing me, my research or findings. Anywhere, Ever. Anyone who does so is being deliberately abusive and malicious.

And now I am going to pray and tell Jesus what he needs to do next. Somebody's got to keep and eye on him.