December 2025

A (fake) bridge collapses

• All of it, mousse distraction; they literally took over the whole island with thousands of operatives, putting small business out of regular income.
• All the criminals cowering.
• Getting the local constabulary and locals to pretend to me I was in constant danger.
• Theatrical house-arrest total!
• What is your quest?

• Um, quest? Well.. I’m so sorry for farting, I’ve had some problems with my digestive system recently…
• WRONG!!!!
• Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh.

A man tests me for the effects of poisoning

• At Fitkoh, a man starts chatting with me.
• I’m struggling with the co-ordination of the boxing moves we’re practicing.
• I tell him I was poisoned and have some brain-damage.
• He’s a physio of some sort and works with stroke victims.
• He does some tests, like coordination tests.
• I fail spectacularly.
• I ask if he can help me.
• He’s an agent though, so he doesn’t speak to me again.

A man is devastated on hearing what happened to me

• I meet another man, cabin crew.
• Seems like a lot of cabin crew double as kind of law-enforcement…
• We get on really well, spa a little when we’re doing the boxing moves bit, and have a chat afterwards.
• I tell him I was poisoned and that’s why my coordination is all over the place.
• I think one of his colleagues must have elaborated a little for him later on because the next time I see him, he is looking at me with tears in his eyes and he looks angry enough to murder someone.
• I’m so brain-damaged, this is all a little out-of-context so I don’t recognize him at the time, and only realize it was him later.
• Fake X accounts confirm it.

Thailand fasting and detox clarity

• It’s day seven of the fast and detox program.
• I’m peaceful.
• I’m feeling well too; free of a lot of the year’s poison and toxins.
• I go for a nap in the afternoon.
• I’m not tired, I just need to rest for a bit.
• I’ve been lying down a short while and I suddenly see something in my mind’s eye which causes me unease…
• I’m in my bed at Carrer Furs.
• Sitting on the left side of the bed to me is a man.
• He has no shirt on.
• I can’t see if he is wearing anything on his bottom half as my duvet is in the way.
• He has the build of the swimmer in the @jctot19 profile, but older and with a more defined musculature.

• He would match most closely the build of Marc, number two trumpet teacher, the man who turned up to chamber music class at the conservatory the most.
• He is wearing a face paint mask.
• The top-half of his face is painted with demonish black and white, vertical thin white stripes coming down his from the top of his head.
• He is screaming and shouting and shaking his head around in a most bizarre manner.
• In his hand he has what looks like one of my kitchen tea towels.

• Is this where we get the towel meme they’ve been using since 13^th March 2024?

• He holds it taut at both ends, stretching and twisting it.
• He slaps the bed with it.
• Just like the Jitendra Das lookalike did with his napkin at dinner one night at the Polygon conference in Bali.
• It feels too distressing to witness.
• I ask for guidance.
• I start thinking about Winston May & Nicky and remember that in 1989 he had told me they’d both recently traveled to Spain.
• I get up and write about it.
• I lose my sense of peace for a good few hours.
• Something tells me that what I saw was related to events on 13^th March 2024 when I woke up certain I was going to be murdered and texted everyone I knew (Chris BJ, Alessandra, Brenda, Sandra, maybe others) to that effect.

Thoughts on this

• I think this probably did happen, but not on 13^th March 2024.
• That event was a bunch of teachers and perverts suffocating me with my pillows and duvet in my bedroom while I was sedated to make sure I left my studies at the conservatory.
• It worked too; I quit the next day.
• I guess I was holding up the next session of switcheroo porn for one of the minor girls…
• Probably the British girl given we Brits seem to be the main source of feed for these animals; the feed that no-one will do anything to help.
• Must have been really annoying for them, all that delay.

Someone dresses up as Gabriel Silva from Polygon

• I’m relaxing by the beach a couple of days after arriving.
• An American is standing at the posh hut nearest the beach talking to someone.
• He has dressed up to look like Gabriel Silva; cap, shorts.
• Is he putting on his accent too; he sounds a bit like him also?
• He’s talking to the other person about how he’s just got divorced.
• I wonder why they would be winding me up like this?
• Is it so I include the matter here?
• I guess so.
• Are they still doing the who goes to prison deals?
• I guess so.
• I see the man a few days later, and he looks completely different and appears to be with a bunch of other Americans and his accent is nothing at all like Gabriel’s, but he is definitely the same size, shape, and hair-color, the way they do.

Someone tells me to pack and puts a date and time in my Google calendar

• I’m at the restaurant.
• A couple sits beside me talking loudly about how they had to do something related to leaving suddenly…
• I’m in the massage parlour - no-one around remember cos they get businesses closed down - and a woman comes in and we’re beside each other on the tables - 12 other empty tables - and she’s saying she has to pack quickly, she’s being picked up.. and other hints and suggestions.
• I get back to my room and someone has ADDED a calendar entry to my Google calendar.
• It says: Leaving at 2am.
• I feel like this is a trick, but I’m not sure, how could I be sure about anything at that time, so reluctantly I pack, and wait, and no-one comes, and I’m not surprised.
• I think the Americans are f*cking with me, or continually blocking me from getting safe.
• I started to think about the Philip Seymour Hoffman film around this time due to this sort of thing, and felt like they wanted to “guantanimo” me, and that’s why I canceled TT in January 2026 in Dublin.
• I’m unsure why I signed up for it again in April 2026. What happened to change my mind.
• I think it was probably because they started to communicate with me directly, pretending they were friends, but they had also tried to bully me in Thailand - stopping payments via my phone app, this sort of thing.
• I’m uncertain how I managed to change my mind… perhaps I couldn’t believe that Steve would have been wittingly involved in all this.. it’s unclear.
• I think I was under overwhelming stress, and my options had dwindled to zero by January 2026.
• There was also a story to uncover.

The cockney geezer with the emotionless young women

• A cockney geezer is hanging out on Lamai beach every day.
• He’s about 60, black hair probably dyed, geezer.
• He has two young women with him who don’t speak (are they policewomen?).
• He speaks.
• A lot.
• He’s always shouting on his phone.
• One day, I walk past him, and he says: you mean all the way from twenty years ago.
• Seems like he’s referring to me.
• I think: twenty-five.

I’m having a detrimental effect on the local economy

• I seem to be under house arrest of some sort.
• When I go to have a massage at the pier near the resort, a very serious looking older Thai couple walk past me and the woman says, you should stay at home, as she passes me.
• I feel like everyone knows who I am.
• I don’t go back to the pier for a massage.
• The only reason I went there was because there is a strange feeling at the usual place I go to.
• It’s like they close the shop to all other customers when I turn up.
• It’s very strange, and I don’t like it.
• The owner who was very friendly towards me the year before, is now distant.
• They’re calling me khun-khun too, which I think is a little derogatory.
• If I’m so famous everywhere, why hasn’t anyone been nicked yet?
• I guess we had to get every last one of them, innit.

Another (fake) bridge collapses

• What’s the capital of Assyria?

• Wait, I have it in my calendar here…
• WRONG!!!!
• Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh.

No hole in the knit

• The knit itself is an indestructible problem-solving web of Love from God to His Children to remind us that He has not left us, nor has He ever left us, nor will He ever not provide for us.
• A Great Ray.
• Perhaps the greatest of them all, so far.