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The Rain Bow Gate & The Full Crow Moon

 The Rain Bow Gate & The Full Crow Moon


 The Global Rainbow  source of photos

Hello folks,

I get some serious funny looks off people sometimes, especially so when I tell them I have to wait for certain things to happen. (I have mentioned this before).

I certainly did over the Rain Bow Gate situation. I obviously realise the Rain Bow Gate will be boring and meaningless to a lot of people if not all of you.  (Yawn… Boring Rain Bow Gates, Delooze is mentally ill and has delusions about the Rain and Ferris wheels etc. etc.) I’m sure most people that have read my stuff prefer me to give them my usual sort of info (Which I will do)

So I won’t take up much of your time mentioning that The Rain Bow Gate was officially opened recently.  I‘d like to add that it was actually yours truly that officially opened the gate and it was done with the full permission from the local authorities and with official instructions provided to boot from Burnley’s Cultural Development Manager. (I can sense you laughing in disbelief now).  So I’ll add there was a willing and official honourable VIP in attendance helping too (My eternal thanks to you sir). It is true, I tell you the truth, that Burnley Authorities couldn’t afford to spend time and money officially opening this gate and they gave me permission to do it. I call it an act of fate.

I’m also very sure the Queen will have a look at the Gate one day soon as well, or if not the Queen, then Prince Charlie Boy will appear on the scene (Calling the Nut House about me are you?). Apparently Charlie Boy has suddenly found a love for this festering shit hole called Burnley, both through the ‘weavers triangle’ or simply through the Turf . They say I’m insane?

Where’s my sanity gone Mother?

I’m talking about Charlie Boy saying that to his Mam, not me saying it to mine! I bet you didn’t know Charlie Boy loved this shit hole called Burnley so much did you? But I have always known there’s more to Burnley than meets the eye and I’m not just talking dog-shit laden streets either. ;).

 Anyway. I was going to do another video showing the gate, but harsh lessons and circumstances prevent that at the moment. I think I have shown in the past that I was fully aware that this Gate was being built anyway. I even filmed the foundations. So a brass band and fireworks is not needed to show that I officially opened of it.  But I’ll improvise using the tools I have. I bet Stephen Spielberg doesn’t have similar budget problems.

 Anyway here is yours truly officially opening the gate, with the full endorsement of the Authorities.  Behold…


Rhubarb Rhubarb Rhubarb”… “May all who sail in her”… “Blah Blah Blah” “Snippety Snip Snip”


 Yer put yer right leg in… yer right let out…


Only Love Can Bring The Rain

 OK? Job Done! Psychotic episode over with eh? Red and Blue ribbons are all used up too :).  But I also feel I have to point out about another event that took place in ‘Lancashire’ last week. It was just one of those impossible things that I have to wait to come to pass every now and again.

I went down the road to Preston to witness the arrival of the ‘Global Rainbow’. You may have heard of this before obviously. It was/is being placed in three locations across ‘Northern’ UK. Here is a picture of me at the Global Rainbow. (The camera cost six quid from eBay as you can see).


 Matthew Delooze at the Global Rainbow. (Shone from Preston Marina)

 Seeing it was my birthday I actually wept when I saw it. It was not quite a Boo Hoo Hoo session, it was just a one tear job. It was shedding a tear situation more than causing a flood situation. I’m sure I’ve had close to a thousand one tear jobs in the last 14 years.

Actually seeing this thing light up the night sky had special meaning to me. I had seen it for miles as I approached Preston and I laughed to myself when I realised that I was actually going to see one end of a Rainbow.  I parked up and walked over to the marina and sat at the waters edge and I wept again. What a big softy I am. A big soft lump as me Mam would have said.


One End on the Global Rainbow  (Sob :))   (Source of photo) 

The Global Rainbow stretched for miles.  It literally hid behind buildings etc.. I bet they could see it in Blackburn to the East and I bet it reached the eyes of folks in St Annes and Blackpool to the West.


 The Global Rainbow (Preston)  (Source of photo) 

I stayed at the Marina quite a while pondering on things and I must admit that I wept a couple of times. I ended up sat on a bench alone alongside the Marina, I must have looked a right bloody sorry state because a stranger, a lady in a bright blue anorak, came up to me and asked me if I was OK. I assured her I was OK, but I could see she didn’t believe me. I told her I was elated within and I felt like oneness was within me. I said ‘only love can bring the Rain’.  Her concern must have left her because, after noticing a tear in my eye and looking at me like I was an escaped nut job, she walked away so quickly down the side off the Marina that she’d have easily beat the land speed record. As I saw her disappear in the distance I thought of the ‘Blue Bird’ (Female (Bird) in Blue) and the events on Coniston Lake many years ago. It set off a half funny / half sad trigger in me and I’m sure that trigger will come out in a form of information in the future.

I sat there alone again.

You see for someone like me who suffers from persistent delusions and psychosis (About Serpent Cults, Love Bringing Rain, Ferris Wheels and Spiritual Journeys etc) it really is manna from heaven to have those delusions come true, especially so on my birthday. Indeed at times like that its overwhelming.

I started to weigh up the situation at Preston and I realised that this Rain Bow weekend situation was a very one off event. I have many experiences of these one off types of events in my life over the last 6 or 7 years and they are always so unique that they can’t ever happen again. I started to make a list.  It was my Birthday, it was a Full Crow Moon, it was a ‘Preston Guild’ Year, and it was the official start of Cultural Olympiad in the area. It goes without saying that England is the country officially hosting the Olympics in this year too. It is a Diamond Jubilee year. I thought bloody hell it is a unique time.

Oh and not to mention the symbolic places the Global Rainbow has visited before it came to Preston. It did indeed carry symbolism beyond belief, but who’s going to believe that? Plus rainbows at night are very rare and this thing was a million times brighter than any moonbow anyway.

Well I thought if I’m going to have delusions about these things then at least they might as well be unique delusions.

I suddenly realised that if my delusions really are in fact truly delusions, then it’s a good job this fluke came along to stop me waiting for an event that would have never happened. How flukey am I? Bloody hell I could have been waiting for eternity for the sort of 5 sense apparatus that has come to me since last August. Thank God for flukes eh? Maybe I’m making all this Rain and Rain Bow boring shit up eh? But why would I do that? Why would I? I realised the events are necessary hence reporting them.

If I had been waiting for this event to come and it was not a delusion, along with the Rain Bow Gate and of course my experiences in South America, then I can be honest with you and truly say I wouldn’t want to ‘wait’ for this event to come around again, no not in a million years. Mind you it would take much longer than a million years to come round again. Wouldn’t it? Could you produce that sort of collective synchronicity again inside a million years? Even if you were delusional and could fluke the appearance of Rain symbolism and five-sense Rain monuments like me? I’ll tell you now you couldn’t come near to repeating the circumstances. I believe the circumstances can never be repeated. In fact I know they won’t.

At the end of the day the Rain Bow Gate now exists. Only time and a good heart will show you why. I know events are important to my journey and I know they are important to some other peoples journeys too, but that does not mean you have to believe me. I wrote this nearly five years ago….

 “I will walk any desert to find my Rain and the Gates of Hades shall not prevail against me” (Matthew Delooze 2007)

I told you the truth then just as I tell the truth today….

 “I will walk any desert to find my Rain and the Gates of Hades shall not prevail against me” (Matthew Delooze 2012)

 Anyway I have been as brief as I could over this announcement. Sorry if I bored you. I’ll try to get off the boring stuff soon!


May Love Reign O’er You.

Matthew Delooze 18th March 2012

Silly Simon Peter & The Wonky Yellow Ladder (The parable of the missing rung)

Silly Simon Peter & The Wonky Yellow Ladder

The last adventure of Silly Simon
(The parable of the missing rung)

Hello Boys and Girls,

Today I’d like to tell you a little story about Silly Simon (AKA Peter). I hope you like it.

Once upon a time there was a little boy who didn’t realise he was silly, he thought he was clever…. so please say hello to silly Simon….. “Hello Silly Simon”

Hello Silly Simon (AKA Peter)

 Silly Simon thought he was a clever little boy and he decided he was so special that he must have been made of pure gold. Anyway, one day Silly Simon discovered a ladder that he also thought was made of gold too, and because he thought he was clever, he thought he would try to get to the top of the golden ladder just to see what was up there.

One Day Silly Simon discovers a ladder

 The ladder was missing the bottom rung, which as you know, boys and girls, makes it a bit wobbly and unsafe. Doesn’t it? The ladder should have been checked properly and I’m sure our mummy and daddy would be very cross with us if we went climbing up a ladder that wasn’t very safe, wouldn’t they? But Silly Simon in his haste, being so clever, decided to ignore the missing rung just so he could see what was at the top of the ladder without any delay. So to save his precious time he just used a worker to ‘hold it for him’ whilst he went to see what was up there.  Silly Simon was so quick and eager to jump on to the second rung of the ladder, that he soon forgot all about the missing rung and he even forgot all about the worker who had actually held the ladder so it would be safe for him to climb it.

Silly Simon was so silly that he thought he was made of gold and that the worker that held the ladder was just a Silly Billy who was only made of jelly and ice-cream, and therefore only there to hold the ladder for Simon because he was made of gold. Simon thought he was much more cleverer than someone made of jelly and ice-cream. Silly Simon only saw what he wanted to see when it suited him to see it. He was naughty silly Simon. And we know what happens to silly boys when they are naughty don’t we boys and girls.


Way-Up… Silly Simon was on the second rung, in a flash, soon forgetting all about anyone holding the ladder or that the rung was missing.

 Silly Simon decided he was so clever and it had been so easy for him to get on the ladder that he could just dance around on it and play games. He enjoyed playing games and he believed, because he was so clever, that no one else could see him playing games. Silly Simon got so wrapped up in his games on the ladder that one day he even forgot what the ladder he discovered was really discovered for. He was literally so lost in his own cleverness that, one day he even thought he was even cleverer than himself at his cleverest.

What a silly boy.

Silly Silly Simon decided he was so clever he could dance around on the ladder. He was lost in his own cleverness.

 People on the ground tried to shout up to Silly Simon but he could not and would not listen. He simply couldn’t hear anyone but himself because he was so so far far up in the clouds that all he could hear was his own cleverness. And of course don’t forget, boys and girls, Simon thought he was made of gold didn’t he? So his ears did not work anyway. We all need our ears to work if we want to hear don’t we?

Silly Simon’s golden ears could not hear anything

 Silly Simon was dancing around so much that even his clothes started to fall off. Because Simon thought he was made of gold he could not actually see his outer clothes falling off because his eyes did not work. Both his eyes and his ears were out of order simply because Simon thought they were made of gold anyway. Silly Simon didn’t know he wasn’t really made of gold and because he was lost in his own cleverness he didn’t know he was really only made of puppy dog poo and dirty puddle water. Poor silly Simon did not know what he was really made of. Silly Simon’s clothes start to fall off

But the more Simon danced around and played games on the ladder the more his clothes fell apart, and because of this the puddle water and puppy poo under the clothes started to splash around. Eventually Silly Simon started to see what he was really made of because his clothes could no longer hide the truth.  The puppy poo and puddle water splashed in his eyes and he had no choice but to realise the hard way that he wasn’t made of gold. He saw he was really made of puppy poo and he saw he was really only a dirty puddle, one that  showed his true reflection. Simon then started to panic because he realised that if he was indeed really puppy poo and puddle water, not gold, then where was the ladder really taking him? Silly Simon’s clever brain really started to hurt him then and Silly Simon realised that he was not as clever as he first thought he was. Silly Boy.

Simon realises he was not made of gold (Oh dear Silly – Silly Simon)

Simon suddenly realised that he was not made of gold and Simon suddenly realised that the ladder was not made of gold either, it was simply made of yellow plastic, just like Simon was yellow and plastic in a certain way too. Silly Simon realised he was made of puddle water and puppy dog poo! (Oh dear!)

Once the truth really dawned on Silly Simon he knew something would happen, then one day, right out of the blue, Simon heard a big loud voice in the sky. It was baby Jesus, boys and girls, but he was grown up now. Jesus’ Daddy had taught baby Jesus all about silly little boys like Silly Simon, when he was a baby, so he knew what to do with people like Silly Simon in this world, Jesus always knows what to do doesn’t he?

And sure enough The BIG voice of Jesus said to Silly Simon “Get thee behind me, Satan; thou art an offense to me: for thou savorest not the things that are of God, but those that are of men.” When the big voice said this a little bit of ‘puddle poo’ trickled out of Simon’s smelly bottom. Silly smelly Simon.

As we know, boys and girls, baby Jesus grew up to say things like that because his daddy was the big boss in heaven and he had authority to do so.

Well Simon did not know what to say because he knew Jesus was telling the truth. Simon knew that he was a fake, he wasn’t all gold he was all shit and brown water and his his mind was really all yellow and plastic.  Simon instantly lost his cleverness and the ladder started to tip over and Silly Simon just flipping well fell off it.

Oh dear…  poor Silly Simon. I hope he had clean underpants on or his mummy would have been cross with him.

But I think we may have been able to see this fall coming, couldn’t we boys and girls? I know I can. When Silly Simon was falling he suddenly remembered the man that he thought was only made of jelly and ice-cream and hoped that he was still holding the ladder…  but he wasn’t. The holder of the ladder realised Simon was silly and selfish and only cared about himself. So he let go of the ladder. Whoops… Silly Simon comes unstuck boys and girls!

Whoops… Silly Simon falls from the ladder boys and girls and when he did his bottom made a loud trumping noise when he did too. Trrruuuummmmpppp! Poor trumping Simon. We shouldn’t laugh should we? But sometimes big trumps make us laugh don’t they? Especially smelly ones coming out of someone made of puppy poo and puddle water. If Simon had clean underpants when he went up the ladder he certainly didn’t on the way down.

Silly Simon can’t believe what happens. He thought he was so so clever too.

 Simon banged his head, but unlike Jack from the Jack and Jill story, Silly Simon’s head couldn’t be fixed with vinegar and brown paper. It couldn’t even be fixed with super glue either, because if we remember children, Simon wasn’t made from gold he only thought he was. Can you remember what silly Simon was made of? That’s right children he was made from puppy poo and puddle water wasn’t he? So, mums and dads, we know it is blinking impossible to stick those two things together don’t we?

Poor Simon. Silly boy.

The ladder came crashing down with Silly Simon along with it!

When Simon came to Earth he simply splattered all over just just like puppy poo and puddle water would. Yuk. The ladder broke up because it was not complete to start with, but Simon didn’t think of that when he first saw it. He only thought he climb up it and play games on it and he got someone he thought was as silly as himself to hold the ladder for him. He thought the person holding the ladder was not important and only made of jelly and ice-cream anyway, but he was important and, unlike Simon, he was not made of puppy poo and puddle water either.

Poor Silly Simon came unstuck and broke the ladder as well.

 So children please, please, please heed the words of your humble story teller and be warned. Don’t be silly like Silly Simon/Peter.  Always check what you are really made of before you start climbing the ladders, especially ladders you believed you discovered, but in reality you only came across.  Do not ever lay your ladder on sand when you want to climb it, but most of all don’t treat anyone who willingly holds the ladder for you like a fool or decide they are unimportant simply because you think they are only made of jelly and ice-cream. If you do you may come unstuck and someone like baby Jesus, when he’s all grown up, will come along and tell you off and then you will fall down to the Earth like Silly Simon does.

Remember the story of Silly Simon and the wonky yellow ladder because we don’t want you ending up like Silly Simon will…   do we?

“Always remember, boys and girls, mums and dads, that more than one tune comes out of an ice-cream van and also remember that jellies come from many moulds.  All houses welcome jelly and ice cream and they are easily digested, but puppy poo and puddle water are not welcome in any home, and if they do appear they are simply mopped up and then discarded”

Bye Bye Boys & Girls.  Be Good

Matthew Delooze

At What Price Comes the Daughter of Zion?

 At What Price Comes the Daughter of Zion?


By Matthew Delooze

By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down
Ye-eah we wept, when we remembered Zion.
When the wicked carried us away in captivity…
…Requiring of us a song…
Now how shall we sing the lords song in a strange land?
Let the words of our mouth and the meditations of our heart
be acceptable in thy sight here tonight”
From the song Rivers of Babylon by Boney M (and Psalm 137)

Hello folks,

This article is mainly for people who already know my work.

Obviously 2012 will soon be on all of our individual minds therefore our collective consciousness will be ‘programmed’ more intensely as that year approaches. This is no coincidence. It is obvious to even the most ignorant human drone on the planet that 2012 will be used for many rituals involving the Sun. Most of my work is based on the exploitation of the energy created through Sun Worship.  As we approach 2012 the illuminati section of the Serpent Cult will bombard the minds of the human race with symbolism linking Sun symbolism, in its many forms, with the Year 2012.

In this little stop gap article I would like to briefly mention the Sun symbolism that is starting to appear on ‘coins’ connected to the Olympics (Sun Worship) and 2012.

Those few that know of the work contained in my book, Is it me for a moment – breaking the serpent’s spell, will remember that I fully explained the use of money in society and the reason behind the symbolism and figureheads place on it.

So it came of absolutely no surprise to me to see the Serpent Cult created sun monuments along with the Queens ‘face’ appearing on commemorative coins. Please look at some early examples below. These three coins are the ONLY ones minted so far there are many others to follow.


Serpent Cult Symbolism and Sun Icons ‘worshipped through money’- Angel of the North


Serpent Cult Symbolism and Sun Icons ‘worshipped through money’- Big Benben


Serpent Cult Symbolism and Sun Icons ‘worshipped through money’- Stonehenge

The Serpent Cult literally survive and prosper by you worshipping and accepting their idols and icons and placing idols and icons on coins and notes makes it a double whammy deception for them.

It is no secret that I have pointed out my beliefs as to why certain monuments or symbolic buildings are in place in certain locations. I have explained, in previous writings, the use of monuments at events like Christmas and New Year celebrations and I have explained other uses such as the marking of energy lines for extraction of energy and for use in protest marches, meeting places and of course rock/pop concerts. This information was of course given to you back when you didn’t have a bloody clue that your mind was actually full of shit anyway and you thought you were free. So let me remind you.

I even pointed out the symbolism behind the ‘Ferris wheel’ many times and I’m sure, despite the ridicule involved, that the Ferris wheel will be a ‘major player’ in the 2012 Games. The Serpent Cult cannot make their rituals valid without using it. I’m also sure it will be officially displayed either in coins or badges or some other sort attraction symbolism.

We can only wait and see. Please keep your eyes open even if you think the symbolism behind such things are silly. You may surprise yourself when you actually cotton on to what is going on. I hope that day is sooner rather than later.

Anyway, despite the blatant use of sun worship symbolism in the coins already planned (Pictured above)…  Big Ben (Sun Obelisk) Stonehenge (Sun temple/circle) and the Angel of the North (Sun goddess (winged Isis) I would say that the most ‘symbolic’ coin published so far for the 2012 Olympics is not going to be a commemorative coin, like those examples above, that will be being displayed in the Temple of Mithras (Bank of England) It is going to be another coin, hidden right under your noses, that will take on massive symbolic significance and put in to full circulation. Again those that have read my opinions on money in my book will know why i think circulation of coins is important.

Indeed in my opinion it is a nine-year-old girl that has officially created the ‘most symbolic coin’ created to date that is to be linked to the 2012 Olympics. Although the symbolism on the coins already shown to you is very important it does not lace the boots of the symbolism on the 50p coin that will circulate this land in 2010.

Let me also say before we go further that I do not like to see children being used as excuses for the Serpent Cult to ‘display’ and promote occult symbolism and I don’t like to see them used to attract the minds of other children to it either. This young beautiful little girl is innocent its just her talents and symbolism that are exploited. I’m not suggesting for a moment that the little girl knows anything at all about the symbolism behind the event.

Indeed the symbolism I’m about to show you, as silly as it may appear on a five sense level, is actually being created through ‘the will of the people’. The people are officially sanctioning it in other words.

This symbolism was actually officially chosen through the public, through public funded TV, therefore we sanctioned it. Indeed those that read my stuff on the X Factor and Britain’s Got Talent may remember that I said the public were literally choosing, through their free will, official Pied Piper Celebrities that will be used to officially attract them to events in the future. We are creating the means to enslave us through our own free will.  The scenario with the 50p coin I am going to show you is based on exactly the same principles.

I have thought long and hard before mentioning and showing this information. That’s not because I’m bothered about being ridiculed about the said information mind.  Laugh at it if you want. It’s your own spiritual imprisonment you laugh at not mine.


Blue Peter (BBC) had chosen the design of a coin allegedly created by ‘Florence Jackson’ (Aged 9). It is to be officially minted and circulated.  Here is a picture of the coin created by Florence and Blue Peter. OK?


The coin selected by Blue Peter and created by the ‘Public’.

  You can see the image of a high jumper and you also see the ‘2012 logo’ above the falling man I take it? Obviously the numbers / figures on the vest of the jumper are ambiguous too.

Despite its low key appearance I believe the symbolism on the coin, even on a basic level, represents something on a par with the Tau Cross.  Obviously the Tau Cross and others associated with the same symbolism is linked to the ‘resurrection of the Sun Gods’.

I suppose those with more mystical minds or even a few self-perceived psychics out there may see the ‘Hanged Man’ or at least a figure preparing to be the hanged man (in the hope of enlightenment if you like). They may be something in it too.


The Hanged Man


Some of you will have a gut feeling about the symbolism on the coin and some of you will think it’s a bag of shite and meaningless. To the latter I’d say nothing meaningless is put next to the Queen’s Head on coins in this world. Not even drawings from 9 year old virgins. But you are welcome to scoff. I would have done myself just a short while ago.

It does not matter to me if anyone thinks there is anything symbolic in the coin or not I only ask you to look at it.

I will not leave it there though if it has caught your attention. It would be pretty boring if we left it there wouldn’t it and I’m sure i will have convinced very few of you that there is symbolism hidden in the coin. So…

I will mention that Blue ‘Peter’ as in ‘St Peter’ is also a symbolic of an upside-down man because he was crucified upside down. But I’m sure folks will fob that off. I won’t though as Peter and 2012 are very important to the Serpent Cult. I could take you down a path now explaining Peter but i wouldn’t go with that in this article lets make it easier….

So, if you are a truth seeker and you want a starter point for research or enlightenment on this matter then please it would be easier to ‘go with the girl’. I will do later on in this article in case you can’t be arsed. But I say now that if you are just a forum gossip playing at hippies, and you wouldn’t know a turd from a cigar, then I recommend you just stay with the information above showing the ‘commemorative coins’ and the ‘monument symbolism’ and bugger off. You are not going to understand the rest on this page. Better still I think Most Haunted is on tonight so go and watch that instead. There’s an Halloween special coming up too ..Whoopie eh? I think those enlightened souls in the Spirit World are going to tell us about Postman Pat’s Cat in special episode albeit in between the bad acting and the adverts of course.

OK then…  Have the Fluffies gone to look at the latest Swerdlow hippy trip rip off have they?… Just me and thee left then eh? I’ll try and explain some of the deeper symbolism being used through ‘Florence Jackson’. I don’t know why but I will do. I must be mad eh? If i am so are you… come on then let’s be deluded together then…

…The Serpent Cult operate to effect our subconscious and to make official announcements that we accept without us knowing what we have actually accepted. So let’s look at what has really been ‘announced’ and ‘accepted’ through the symbolism and more importantly its creator. Don’t say you haven’t accepted it because you have. That applies whether you have previously seen or heard anything about the coin or the nine year old who created it. As i said the coin was created through the public. You are the public.

 First of all, in my opinion, the symbolism suggests that, ‘Florence Jackson’, was selected through ‘Peter’ to officially ‘present’ this occult symbolic to the Serpent Cult’s Royal Mint and in to public circulation. Using ‘Blue Peter’ to symbolise this may seem silly but the ‘Blue Man’ is also very important in this case as a creator Icon. That said the girl is most important for now with the time permitted.

So ‘going with the girl’ to research deeper, as I suggested earlier, would lead a pure heart researcher see that the child’s name in this ‘ritual’ is really very important if you look properly Indeed the girls name symbolically represents the ‘flourishing bloodline of Jacob’.  Is that too much of a leap?  Obviously going from a nine-year-old nobody to the bloodline of the biblical Jacob is quite a leap isn’t it especially from a tosser like me eh?   Especially if you just wanted to look at pictures in this story eh? How do I get to Jacob and his bloodline eh? I hear you say.

Well my friends it is pretty simple symbolism really, let us look at the name of the person who is credited with creating the Hanged Man / Tau Cross coin. Obviously the person credited is just a simple girl that gives us no clues . She wasn’t dressed in robes or carried a title but i assure you this girl carried powerful symbolism that the Serpent Cult love. She actually carries more symbolism than a high ranking member of Royalty. She is literally on a level with the Queen as far as symblism goes hence them sharing credit on the coin.

The word ‘Florence’ simply represents the word ‘flourishing’… OK?

Then the word ‘Jackson’ actually represents ‘Jack’s Son’ or ‘Jack’s bloodline’…. OK? Are you with it?

Then the word ‘Jack’ is a simple derivative of the word ‘Jacob’. So therefore ‘Jack-son’ or ‘Jack’s bloodline’ easily becomes Jacob-son or Jacob’s – bloodline. Pretty simple so far eh?

The academics will tell you different I suppose but don’t believe them my friends. These people believe they are intelligent and clever when they are really just robot prison warders that keep the Serpent Cult’s illusion going in my opinion. I have yet to meet a spiritually intelligent academic. I don’t say that out of anger I say it because it is true. They are literally full of shit. (They will use the word excrement though)

Anyway the word ‘Jacob’ actually represents the word ‘Israel’ (Jerusalem too), and the word ZION also represents the word ‘Israel’(Jerusalem) too… how clever is that eh? You see… that’s how the hired egotistical academics and expert puppets work in this world get away with bullshit. They, especially the religious and the language experts, really confuse and bullshit everybody and they really haven’t a clue what actually makes this world tick the way it does, they simply assist it to tick the way it does,usually for money and ego boosts, but please don’t tell them that because they think they are clever and their ego won’t take it. They get their own rewards for what they do anyway in this world, usually whilst sky high on cocaine and their false wisdom, and I’m sure they will receive the right and proper reward for their actions next time they are in the next world too. I’ll guarantee now it if I could. But I’m just a lunatic and I can’t.

Anyway where were we… oh yes…  So…  If Florence Jackson really does officially represent, on a symbolic level, the ‘Bloodline of Jacob’ and simple research will tell you it does, if you can be arsed to think and look for yourself instead of waiting for others to tell you, then it stands to reason, that because the word ‘Jacob’ actually means the word Israel, that Florence Jackson also represents on a symbolic level, the ‘Bloodline of Israel’. Yes? The links above show you how names can be manipulated to produce occult symbolism you cannot see but it is still right under your nose.

OK, working on that logic, and it is a very truthful logic for this world, then Florence Jackson also represents the ‘Bloodline of Zion’ too and that is simply because the word Zion also means the word Israel doesn’t it? So ‘Please’ Sheeple remember this for future reference……

Zion = Israel & Jacob = Israel

I know its hard for you to actually think for yourself and I told you the academics are full of shit and create confusion in our languages didn’t I? I know… I have to decipher the bloody stuff. I get all the dirty jobs and bloody well unpaid too.

So anyway if the name ‘Florence Jackson’ actually means, as I tell you, Bloodline of Jacob then it also means ‘Bloodline of Zion’.

So my friends and scholars, let’s make another small leap…  therefore those facts literally make Florence Jackson a symbolic ‘Daughter of Zion’. And you thought she was just a typical nine-year-old girl drawing a picture for Blue Peter didn’t you?  Well she’s a daughter isn’t she? Her name means bloodline of Jacob doesn’t it? Jacob means Israel doesn’t it? Israel means Zion doesn’t it? So I tell you the truth when I say this girl Florence Jackson is a symbolic Daughter of Zion and if i didn’t believe that I wouldn’t be wasting my time farting about telling you about it. The force that directs me wants this information made public so it is made public.

In my opinion it is time to realise, if you want to be free, that even the simple event of ‘announcing symbolic coinage’ plays a part in the enslavement of the human race. This is because the event not only actually effects the collective consciousness of the human race it is also  confirmation, through non protest, and acceptance of the rituals that will eventually allow other entities to rule us. In this case the ritual is the 2012 Olympic Games and the symbolism connected to the ritual is on the coin. I have written about these games before.

We can all pretend that the symbolism involved is meaningless but if it is then why have it at all in this world.

On a five-sense level the creator of this symbolism really is just a typical nine-year-old girl drawing a picture for Blue Peter. But the 5 sense level the nine year old girl lives in is the same ‘lowest level of existence’ that you live in too. The 5 sense world we live is the shit tub of all existences. But on another level, that you cannot ‘see’ or comprehend whilst operating on this 5 sense level, that nine-year-old girl has been ‘selected’ because she fits the symbolic profile needed by your enslavers to perform rituals in this world that serve another world and assist that world enslave you in this world. Your enslavers have to carry out these sort of events to rule you. It’s all part of the trickery. It’s just that you are so dumbed down you haven’t got a clue what the Serpent Cult are really doing.  You only see a nine year old girl and a drawing and a 50p coin. You do not see anything else.

What we have in the ‘bigger picture’ of this symbolic event is a ‘Daughter of Zion’ creating and presenting, through Peter, the Tau Cross for the 2012 rituals.  Again some of the occult symbolism behind the Hanged Man may help some of the more mystical souls out there to see more in the symbolism of this coin that has been presented to the masses for their acceptance by the Daughter of Zion.

At what cost? There is no cost if you can’t even see the bloody price is there?

Is it all just meaningless coincidences?

Whatever you believe the event actually happened and I assure you i have personally gone far deeper in to this event than i have reported in this article and the symbolism links up with other events connected to other Serpent icons and the year 2012.

Did any of you actually understand the symbolism I have just showed you? Do you see that a ‘Daughter of Zion’ was symbolically created to take part in the creation of the occult symbolism that will literally be passed and accepted around the populous of the hosting country of the global ritual that is the Olympic games? Well did you understand or not? Do you see a simple children’s drawing on the coin or can you see deeper symbolism? It does not matter to me what you see I only ask you to look and think about the symbolism i have pointed out today and the image on the coin.


Obviously in the build up to the Olympics the symbolism will increase, as it does in all global events so do you want to see the ‘real symbolism’ that will appear? Do you really? Would you actually take note of it and think for yourself if you did?

 Or would you rather just look at forum gossip fodder like the 2012 logo released a couple of years ago? Do you simply want some kind of infantile jigsaw to gawp at so you can try and find the word Zion in it, just like some imbecile like Ian Crane claimed to do?


I’m sure some of you do. Indeed some of you will never want anything else. Seeing 2012 as ZION is the highest limit of spiritual awareness for some.

Oh jolly hockey sticks I found the word ZION out of the numbers 2012” (if I twisted them around a bit)…  “Hey Presto I’m awake! Open the Gates of Heaven Pete I’m on my way”. “Taxi!”


It is time to either accept that the Serpent Cult are indeed using many forms of symbolism to deceive the minds of the masses if they are not then the symbolism pointed out today to you is meaningless. The name of the girl that created the 50p coin is just coincidence too.

I actually believe that the Serpent Cult use symbolic names along with other symbolism and it is all being displayed in the public domain everyday.  The human race is blind to it. Your education and other hypnotism have blinded you to what is really going on.

I don’t mean the usual ancient symbolism stuff either.  I don’t mean to sound insulting but you wouldn’t see it in million years. There are some experts out there that can spot ‘ancient’ symbolism but they do that from education or simply stealing or repeating the words of the guru they follow. They are not aware of other symbolism. They can only repeat others.

I believe that the symbolism being displayed and the rituals being carried out by the Serpent Cult go much deeper than you may imagine.  I have only used a very small and easy example to show you today. Obviously it is up to you to decide whether my claims are valid or not. I don’t mind what you think either way. I’m not selling you anything.

Innocent folks like ‘Florence Jackson’ are also purposely selected or ‘temporarily possessed by other entities’ to create the circumstances and the symbolism required to be displayed by the Serpent Cult and foolishly accepted as meaningless by the sad sleeping human race.

The Serpent Cult is operating on a far higher level of awareness than what you see as the ‘human race’. They are literally running a global system of spiritual control alongside the prison you sadly believe is ‘normal life’. You haven’t got a normal life you are not experiencing a normal life. You are a prisoner. Dance around at a hippy camp deceiving yourself if you want but you are still a prisoner in my opinion.

If you think that my claims maybe true but cannot understand why a force would go to so much trouble just to produce symbolism on a coin then i can only say that performing esoteric trickery with minted coins, occult symbolism and the use of symbolic names, symbolic sex and status, like the example I have tried to translate today, to a level you can actually ‘see’, is humdrum trivia to the Serpent Cult.  The cleverest academic or perceived genius in this world is simply a bumbling shithead compared to the intelligence of the Serpent Cult and your ‘average’ spiritual /conspiracy Guru is a complete imbecile in the eyes of the Serpent Cult too. I have to agree with those eyes whilst looking at Ian Crane too.

The academics haven’t even begun to expose the agenda in its true image. The sad sad conspiracy punters haven’t even opened the wrapper of a conspiracy and they are simply moronic food and a means to make a living for the two bob conmen who sell them shit.

The Serpent Cult STILL HAVE control of the collective consciousness of the human race on planet Earth and the relative mild example of the symbolic trickery they use to keep that control, that I have shown you today, is just a drop in the ocean to what goes on all around the world on a daily basis.

That fact will almost never be accepted by the masses and the egotistical academics, experts and gurus will never ever accept it.

The masses want messiahs to free them and nothing else will do I’m afraid and the egotistical academics believe their phony vocabularies and delusions of grandeur will actually help their tongue free them.  Neither side actually want the truth though. Not in my opinion anyway.

I hope at least one or two of you out there can see what I am saying regarding the material above.  If you can then I’m excited for your future. I can only try to help break the spell you are under. I cannot guarantee it and I’m not here as a servant or slave either. Sometimes spell breaking hurts.

If you just want to have a fluffy bunny hobby, and most of you do, or you are simply a part time ‘conspiracy anorak’ to fill in time in your sad life after you have slaved for the Serpent all day at work then fair enough, simply carry on as you are. Keep to your favourite gurus rules (usually giving them money without question and copying their words on forums as your own).  Indeed please go to the next Ian Crane AV conference and clap a few phony undercover Christians and buy a few DVDs whilst you are there or better still why not be positive and save up for a couple of years and go on a Stuart Wilde Baptism Party or even a Swerdlow Jolly Hippy Outing.

 But if you want to wake up then at least open your mind and at least try and make an effort to wake up. If you don’t I’m sure if you put a few conspiracy DVDs in your coffin or mention the name of the Guru, who’s took your mind cos you can’t think for yourself, you’ll go to heaven. Mind you, you can always ask them for a refund if you don’t get there eh?

I thank you for your time.

May Love Reign O’er You All.

Matthew Delooze 14th October 2009

All Text Copyright Matthew Delooze. All rights reserved 2009


“The Parable of the Dirty White Van

“The Parable of the Dirty White Van


By Matthew Delooze

I had just been to the opticians after many years of putting it off, and for the first time in my life I had got some spectacles. I was driving down the road and had to pull up at some traffic lights. I noticed I was a few yards behind a large dirty white van. It had French number plates on it. Someone had written something in the dirt on the back doors of the van. You know what I mean? Lots of jokers write stuff on dirty cars, especially on filthy white vans.  Terms like ‘wash me ‘ or ‘also in white’ etc. You will know what I mean won’t you? This white van was really dirty but I could see some sort of verse had been written in its filth. Anyway I inched forward because I knew I would be able to read it with my new glasses on.

Well this large van had ‘Shuusshh Asylum Seekers Sleeping Inside Please Do Not Disturb’ written in the dirt. Well I started giggling about it and I realised that I wouldn’t have even seen the sign without wearing my new glasses. I stopped laughing at the joke when I thought about what I would do if the sign was true and there really were asylum seekers asleep in the back of the dirty white van.  Anyway the lights changed and off we both went. I was following the dirty white van down the road.

 Whilst driving on down the road I couldn’t stop thinking about the words on the vehicle’s doors and I started to imagine that if there really were asylum seekers sleeping inside the van then wouldn’t it be the right thing to do to knock on the van and tell the asylum seekers they had probably now reached their desired destination, and it was time they thought of getting out of the filthy van. After all they obviously needed someone to tell them that they had arrived at their perceived place of asylum (England), and because I had been the one that saw the sign, because I was wearing my new glasses, I thought maybe it was my job to actually wake them up.  Surely the driver of this van didn’t know he had asylum seekers in the van. The driver was obviously using the van to make a living and the asylum seekers only hid in the van to try to reach a place of asylum. Surely they didn’t want to spend the rest of their life anonymously in the back of a filthy white van, living without a clue where they actually were I thought?

 I pondered on that very thought for a moment and decided that if I did bang on the doors to wake them up then surely those asleep would be grateful to me for waking them. Maybe they would thank me for telling them that they don’t have to cower in the back of a van any longer. Maybe I would be a hero for waking these people up and maybe they would cheer me?

 Then I thought hang on a minute, maybe if I did bang on the doors and try to wake them they might think I was really the authorities and attack me for doing something they didn’t want me to do, after all they were nice and safe in their smelly dirty white van. No one really knew who each other were or where they had came from, but they felt safe wallowing in the dirt together.

 Maybe if I did bang on the van doors my actions would only have left them cowering in fear behind the said door, after it was their only world now. I started to worry over what I really should do about it and it was all because I could now see signs that I couldn’t see before.  If I hadn’t been to the opticians I wouldn’t have even seen how dirty the van was or even noticed the writing on the doors. Maybe if I banged on the doors or even opened the doors they would thump and kick me and run past me. I thought maybe they would spit and hiss at me because they see me as their perceived enemy. I didn’t fancy that, but was prepared to risk it.

What was I to do? I started regretting actually wearing my glasses and wondered if I hadn’t lost my vanity, and gone to the opticians, I wouldn’t have even known there were even some folks asleep, in their own little world, behind those van doors.

 I worried and I fretted over the fate of these asylum seekers. My heart decided that I should help them but because I was hesitant the van had simply got away from me, further down the road and a large lorry was between us, blocking my view. The white van then sped off because the lorry slowed me down and it was soon out of my reach. I couldn’t bang on the van doors now, even if I wanted too. The asylum seekers, if indeed there were any ‘real’ asylum seekers in such a vehicle, were obviously going to be left fast asleep in the back.

I pondered on my dithering, my cowardice and my failures and I was kicking myself for letting the dirty white van get out of my reach.

 It stayed on my mind and that very same night I had a dream in which I saw the white van again. I saw the sign on the doors again. But then, in my dream, I put on some bigger aviator type glasses on and I floated up in to the sky and the big dirty white van became nothing but a dot and as I floated further and further upwards the scene changed in to a big dirty planet Earth.

The sleeping asylum seekers in the back of the van had changed into the entire human race. The whole bloody dirty planet was full of asylum seekers. Yes, instead of me being a few yards behind a dirty white van I was now up hundreds of miles in the heavens looking down on millions of dirty asylum seeking people. It was the same scenario but different ‘dirty’ vehicles sort of thing.

Anyway… because of my eyesight I could clearly see that Mount Everest had a massive words carved in the rock, illuminated with massive spotlights, that read “Shusshhh, Truth Seekers Sleeping Below Please Do Not Disturb’”

The dream started fading and I came back down on Earth. I gathered my thoughts and instantly remembered the single dirty white van and I remembered the poor asylum seekers too. I remembered the large lorry blocking the road between the van and my vehicle. I vowed never to get stuck behind that bloody lorry next time. I remembered the driver speeding off up the road, with a load of asylum seekers asleep in the back of the van. I thought next time I see a situation like that I won’t hesitate to open the door. BUT it will not be the dirty back door with jokes written on it, it will be the drivers door that I open. I shall let the asylum sleepers really sleep if that is what they really want, but I will for sure not ever hesitate to open the drivers door and ask them who the hell is paying them and where they are actually taking the passengers. I think I owe them that much!

Matthew Delooze (2009)

The Reptilian Revelation – Reptilian humanoid displayed in English medieval painting (c 1480)

Reptilian humanoid displayed in English medieval painting

(c 1480)


Can you ‘Spot the Reptilian’?


What is that on his arse?
A reptilian with a rolled up ape type tail on a painting in Canterbury UK (c1480)?
A reptilian with an ape’s tail (c2000 BC) in Dendera Egypt? Photo copyright Matthew Delooze.
As I said I found the similarities rather interesting. What do you think?
Mumbo Jumbo is it?
Thank You
Matthew Delooze