Psi File 2005 onwards



Hypnogogic vision this morning. A hooded man who looked like the emperor in Star Wars told me “Your Messiah will fall”.

Your Messiah will fall = 79, 74, 56, 31 = 240

7974 = 443 x 18!

Reduced value of initials gives 7456 = 233 x 32


This morning I got:


Given/Told = 108 = The Lord God

The vertical positioning makes me think that ‘given’ refers to what I am given by God and ‘told’ refers to what people around me says.


Given (s) = 471
Told (s) = 294 = six hundred and sixty six

This may refer to my discovery of these and related gematria values

God is the beast (c) = 888
God is the Messiah (c) = 888
The Lord God is the beast = 216
God is the beast of Revelation = 276

Two mornings ago I was told


This may be a reference to some big ideas I was beginning to get (Isaiah 53). Last night my Corsa number plates were stolen. God knows how important those numbers are to me, so this wasn’t a coincidence.

Three Ys there. Also the letters give 353 and the reduced value of the initials give 732 (= William (c), Downie (c).


Was told today, when I asked for help

Bore (= 40)

Am I boring God?

I asked (I think) what God did, and was told

I think (= 71)

Last week I was told

“Very precise.” (= 145)

However, if this could be extended to

The code is very precise (= 233)

which makes sense.

I was also told something important a few mornings ago. A male voice told me (as best I recall) that he had shaken things up a bit, because people, especially those with a Christian orientation, were stuck and unwilling to move on.


I was given this, two nights ago:

“The trial ends” (= 135)

That makes sense. Last night I was told:

“That which was long before you is back to bed with you.” (= 515)

This refers to my shadow traits and seems to be coming from Jesus Himself. Also:

That which was long before you = 303 = Dragon (c)
is back to bed with you = 212 = Dragon (s)
back to bed with you = 184 = Lord (s) = the Holy Spirit


Heard these words today, soon after giving thanks to God:

“Ma wee darlin’” = 105


A few days ago, got:

The Royal We = 132 (letters = 3, 5, 2)

Yesterday, heard the following:

The Second Coming. = 154
Scotty, do you know what it means? = 378
I know. = 72

154 + 378 + 72 = 604 = The Second Coming (s)!
The Spirit of the Lord Jesus Christ = 378
I = 9, K = 11
I = 9, Know = 63 = 11.

This morning saw this:

Ask about it. = 119 (letters = 3, 5, 2)
I had a hope. = 67

Total = 186 = 11 + 175
A = 1, A = 1, I = 9

Also just noticed this:

The Second Coming (letters = 3, 6, 6)
Messiah (c) = 366 = beast (c)


Getting lots of signs I should join Almondvale Church in Dedridge. After I went last week I saw ‘Erst’.

This is becasue I had misspelled the name ‘Brethren’ as ‘Brethern’. So it means ‘Rest’.

Today, going to church, I was behind a car with R619 JYS on the number plate. The first hymn we sung was 619.

William (s) = 619.

Also sung hymns 551, 85, 213 and 631.

Some disturbing dreams recently.


Tonight I got the final piece of the puzzle, and hold the crown jewels themselves in my hand. The jewel itself is snowflake 1279, which is the figure that represents the Second Coming of Christ. It’s outline is 252, the gematria of

The Second Coming of Christ = 252

As I got this Karen said “Christ, you’ve got it now.”, referring to a newspaper article. She also referred to a price of 175 pounds (175 + 77 = 252).

Was shown a vision recently of Oor Wullie putting his hand or papers into a post box. It was one of several, with the words Sentry Post on them.

Sentry Post = 171

Am I a sentry? I was also told:

“You are the apple.”


After an amazing weekend I got another major piece of the New Bible Code puzzle: the full meaning of snowflake 1279, which I’ve called the Creation Snowflake. This was attended by synchronicities, the most significant of which are related below, and a dream/vision:

1. I completed and posted the revised page yesterday, which was 1279 days after 9/11. I worked this out the day before, but I knew by then that the page would be completed the next day.

2. This was 13/3, 133 being the number of units in another snowflake.

3. Karen and Louise went on a shopping trip today, during which Louise chose snowflake bars for us as a treat.

The dream and vision were incredible. I went to an area which represented an experience or life, which the participant went through for educational purposes. I was then shown a corner of what could have been either a carpet or a scarf, with tassles. I rubbed them and immediately was held in place by a force while I relived a dramatic experience as a woman. I screamed twice and seemed to feel something stuck in my right thigh. This could have been an attack of some kind and perhaps was my death in a previous life, or the death of someone else which I experienced. I was scared but knew I should go through the experience. The force seemed to know this too. The emotion woke me up (at 1:20 am) and I then saw something incredible. The orange/green swirling lights I often see with eyes shut and occasionally with eyes open in a dull light, were very bright. From them emerged a perfectly delineated face, which smiled at me then moved off to the right (east). It had some kind of turban or hat on. Was the eastward movement of the face a reference to a past life in the east? I once was told “You went through the same crisis in Persia.”

I had another dream later on about rushing to catch a flight to somewhere (Australia, I think), but not having packed.

This morning I was ‘told’ that something I’d done had significantly increased the understanding of something (my best estimate of what was said). This has to be related to the revised web page I’ve just completed, which I think is my best work yet, and the completion of a major part of my work.


Was told yesterday


and then


Broken out = 121

I got little visions too. One was of a green, grassy path up to the top of a mist-enshrouded hilltop.


This is my big chance! I’d asked a publisher called Tetrahedron if they were interested in publishing a book I was writing about the Creation Snowflake. I got a reply today from Leonard Horowitz, the owner of the group. He is very enthusiastic about the webpage I did on the snowflake and has asked me to forward a manuscript. Whew!

Dr Horowitz is well known for his medical work and for a book he wrote with Joe Pulageo, who, like me, had angelic visitations and discovered a code in the bible. He also says that his family’s moto is a hexagonal snowflake, which sounds like synchronicity at work. Amazingly, it snowed today, the first day for a month and probably the last of the season. I am reminded of the night I watched It’s A Wonderful Life! on Christmas day 1999. This is an auspicious day, I feel. Pope John Paul II was buried today and I saw the words “I begin now” at lunchtime.

I begin now = 98 = crystal
Initials 9,2,14 or 9,2,5 (reduced) - Jesus Christ (s) = 925
Letters = 153

Lots of signs at lunchtime, just before I heard the words. Saw, in quick succession, 108, 519, 512, 1151.

Also, this is the 98th day of the year and 26 days after I published the web page on TCS, which was 1279 days after 9/11!

(28/6/05) I worked out the significance of this date today. 8/4/05 is 1559 days into the 21st century. 9/11 was 254 days into the 21st century.

Our Lord Jesus Christ (s) = 1559
Our Lord Jesus Christ (o) = 254


Was told last week:

“Great gematria find”

Just as I emailed the book to Tetrahedron I heard the opening words to A Day In The Life: “I heard the news today, oh boy, about a lucky man who made the grade”.

This afternoon saw a vision of the word PROUD above snowflake 151.

Proud = 74


Lots of communications over the last week.

Today I got “New gematria” then “We ask.”

I wonder if there’s more to find?

A few days ago I was told “This is your external authority.”

Had a fabulous dream the other night about becoming a Catholic and meeting the pope in church for some important ceremony, for which I had to wear a skull cap.


I’ve had some very disturbing dreams over the past week. In one I castrated myself, because there was a lump on the glans (this idea of an unwanted lump or growth is a familiar theme). I then tried to preserve it in salt. In another I was riding a motorcycle when I moved out onto the main road from a side road. The cars moved to let me out and I came out in slow motion. But while I was observing my progress I realised that I had crashed and badly injured or killed myself. The I heard the words, “Sustained chokement” (= 206). In recent visions I saw a pink object at the front door, which was open wide. I later asked what I needed to do most. I was shown a pink flower ( flower = 79) floating in mid-air, having been cut from a cactus (like the one in the kitchen). Later this was repeated as I saw a black pack of pink sausages, which I opened.

A recent communication:

“For some reason I like to hold on to my Willie” = 455


I received an interesting communication this morning. It said. "Thanks for service. We move on." (= 112, 81. 112 = 305)

Perhaps I've done my job and whoever is guiding me now has other things to do. 23/4/06 This actually referred to me being made redundant.


Heard this today:

“An old darling.” (= 111)

“(there) is no Jesus.” (= 131)

This could represent the same positive/negative split I’ve noticed before.


Got some excellent gematria on 9/11.

The North Tower = 189
The South Tower = 197
The Pentagon = 125
Total = 511 (known)

The World Trade Centre = 218
The Pentagon = 125
Total = 343 (known)

Flight Numbers = 11, 175, 77, 93, totalling 356

511 + 356 = 867 = The Word (s)
343 + 356 = 699 = Lord Jesus (s)

The North Tower = 189
The South Tower = 197
The World Trade Centre = 218
Total = 604

The Second Coming (s) = 604

New York = 111
The World Trade Centre = 218
111 + 218 + 11 + 175 = 515

Jesus (s) = 515

A pattern of numbers encoded using the ordinal value system, to be decoded using the standard value system, is becoming apparent.


Got this tonight, phrased as a question:

Standing by to refuse your initiation, Bill? (= 458)

I want to be initiated, but will I have the courage, when the moment comes?
(21/6/05) 458 is the gematria of the NIV Bible’s last verse and is 1374/3. 1374 is the combined value of Lord Jesus Christ. 458 is therefore the mean value. Could it be that this is a fifth system?


Last night I practiced holotropic breathing for about 45 minutes. I felt a strange, alien energy after a few minutes, which lasted for a while, and also noticed the presence of some kind of intelligence and perhaps beings. At one point I had a vision of two beings or angels near me. Later I tried to astrally project to the moon and had sensations of dizziness and brightness. Today I felt wonderful all morning. I must explore holotropic breathwork further.

Today I got a question:

Nuclear arrangements? (= 209).

It was as if I was being asked if I was ready to begin something. This may relate to New Age ideas of some kind of restructuring at a cellular level which may be taking place in people.


I worked out the significance of the date 8/4/05 today. It is 1559 days into the 21st century, counting from 01/01/01. 9/11 was 254 days into the 21st century.

Our Lord Jesus Christ (s) = 1559
Our Lord Jesus Christ (o) = 254

These were the dates of the second crucifixion and the Rapture.

It all fits together now!

On 8/4/05 I was exactly 45 years and 8 months old, implying 458.
On 31/12/00 I was 15121 days old.
On 8/4/05 I was 16680 days old = 417 x 40

Here’s something I just got. 1335 is 45 days after 1290 (Daniel 12). By the same token 1305 is 45 days after 1260!


On Sunday I think I understood something properly for the first time. I’m a seed, which has sprouted and is now spent. I saw in a vision a blue seed which had sprouted green shoots (a good sign) but which had been punctured. Then I saw the words “Seed Spent”.

Seed Spent = 33, 74 = the Messiah

I also heard the words “Star Wars”.

Walking to Scotmid that evening, and recalling the words I once heard - “There are millions of us.”, I wondered if I was one of millions of ‘seeds’, from elsewhere, who had fallen to earth to sprout and grow the green shoots of a new awareness and who collectively are the Messiah. I asked God aloud if I could receive confirmation of this hypothesis. At Scotmid my groceries came to £3.63.

Hamashiyach (the Messiah - HG) = 363


I was made redundant from work today. I’m happy to be going, as I was beginning to regret not taking the chance when I asked about redundancy two months ago. I can see now that at least one of my recent communications refer to this event. Trisha Taylor had a dream about me leaving (and being delighted about it) a couple of weeks ago.



“I hear you’re God!” (= 151)


“Not the kind of God.” (= 167)

This relates to the following:

Roman Catholics = 151
Protestants = 167

Hmm...I’m reading a book about catholicism at the moment (Being Catholic Today).


Saw, in bed this morning,

With you

This flashed on and off, twice, giving

With you, With you, With you

With = 60 = Second
You = 61 = Coming

121 x 3 = 363 = Ha Mashiyach

Letters = 4, 3

Jesus Christ (r) = 43

W Y = 48 = Son



(Recorded 24/8/05)
I had an interesting dream last night, in which Murray Ayers and I were organising a reenactment of the crucifixion with three crosses. Jesus' cross had a banner across it. I can't quite remember the words on it but it went something like


I got the strong feeling that something very important is either happening right now or is about to happen—and that it is connected to the Second Coming.

Today we went to Borders, where I got a book called The Disappearance Of The Universe, about a man called Gary Renard, who was visited by two ‘ascended masters’, who explained the meaning of A Course In Miracles and how he could apply it to his life. I read it in five days and was astounded by the insights it gave me. I ‘ve started reading A Course In Miracles again, after giving up on it a couple of years ago.

(8/9/05) I see now that I’ve been given hints about the contents of this book and ACIM over the past few years. A couple of days before I got the book I heard a dark-haired female say “I hate you.” I think this represents my ego, which does indeed ‘hate’ the true me, because it fears me. Other things I’ve been told or shown were confirmed by the book:

1. ‘Ascended masters’ (or angels) can materialise and interact with us.
2. This universe was not created by God, but by us.
3. We do not have souls, simply the illusion of separation.
4. This life is a kind of prison.

(Recorded 17/9/05) I realise now that I precognised a few words from this book all of five years ago. In a vision I saw the words “and you’re it”. In the book these words are written between dashes —and you’re it—which highlights them.

and you’re it = 132
New Bible Code = 132

Rev 13:18 First 18 words (to “it”) = 848
Osama bin Muhammad bin Laden (s) = 848


After taking a wrong turn over the last few weeks, partly because of my redundancy, partly because of my own weakness, I think I’ve gotten back on course again. I’ve started doing gematria ‘readings’ of people’s names, DOB, etc (a venture which Murray kind of shanghied me into) on Murray’s A Gentle Whisper forum. It’s turning out to be very popular!

(Recorded 8/9/05) I got a mysterious email today. It’s reproduced below.

He has been watching you struggle these last seven years. Understand this? (= 740)

See itt ( = 78)

On 8/9/05 I heard

“You’ve lost it.” ( = 183)


“it’s there” ( = 104)

Worrying and mysterious, especially when I saw “29” (it = 29) a few days before.

I also heard, from the wise child

“Please let go.” ( = 154)

Let go what?

(Recorded 8/9/05) I had a dream about a frightened rabbit being supported by a black and white seal. They walked to the west and I was shown a light that protected the rabbit/me, making sure I kept my (spiritual) sight. They then seemed to glow so I poured water on them, but it was too late and the seal, which had become an old man, died. Then I saw the words “(that) Wonderful Old Man”. This, and many other signs have indicated that time may be running out for me.


Had a precognitive dream last night about crossing a line on the road. My car tyre had a yellow mark on it, which proved I had. Then the police came after me. I said I was going to appeal, but was warned they may retaliate. None of this made much sense, until earlier this evening I felt a tickling on my left leg, which I knew was some kind of insect. I rubbed my leg up and down and out dropped a dead wasp, which had stung me slightly. It makes sense now.

(Recorded 17/9/05) Asked, before I went to sleep on 10/9, to be of service in some way. Dreamed I was at Maggie Johnson’s house (Maggie died a few months ago). In the dream she was wandering about the house, unaware she was dead. I put a ‘letter’ for the ‘authorities’ on her lower back, letting them know she was dead, so they could take her away.

Is it possible that Maggie’s spirit is still there, unaware of her body’s death?If so, I hope I was able to help.


I’ve just read some very interesting information about Philip K. Dick and his mystical experiences. I was reading his words about the Parousia (Second Coming - which I’ve called my main 9/11 webpage) and wondering if I was part of the same presence, when I heard Karen Say “Bill, you got two seconds?”. I think this means yes.

Dick’s experiences were gnostic in nature and seemed to imply that the earth is under the control of a force which entered at the time of the Roman empire (Rome has always fascinated me) and which still exerts its control, through big business, something I have always believed. See entry for 10/8/05. Dick was born 11192 days before me and his experience of God was 7772 days after I was born.


A lot of messages have been coming through, lately: far too many to record. A couple of days ago I was told “Spock’s leavin.’” The meaning is quite ominous, but the gematria is very interesting.

Spock’s leavin’ (a) = 848
Osama bin Muhammad bin Laden (a) = 848

Spock’s (a) = 353
Osama bin Laden (a) = 353

I was also told twice that something has died. For instance:

“Sample (= 66 = woman) has died.”

This morning at about 3 am I saw the words:

“Houston babies born as children.” (= 292)

‘Houston’ could refer to ‘space’, of course, meaning that ET souls incarnate as humans.

Just before I started work at the Sue Ryder shop I saw “New Angel.” (these words have the same number of letters as “Sue Ryder”). Then I saw “Nothin’. Try two weeks.” This seemed like encouragement.


On this, the fourth anniversary of my receiving the Holy Spirit, I saw the following words:

F. David Peat (= 88)

I had heard of someone called David Peat (although I was’t sure about the F), so later I tried to find out a little about him on the internet, typing the words in as I had seen them. To my surprise I saw that there is indeed a famous physicist called by precisely this name. He turns out to be a very interesting character, who has explored the nature of synchronicity, the relationship between science and spirituality and other related areas. I feel this is a clue that I have something to learn from his work. Or perhaps I have to contact him.


After completing a new page on 9/11, with much new information, I saw the following:

Royal Resurrection

The night before I had a dream about discovering an egg in a nest, or box, and sinking my fingers into it. The general atmosphere was good.

A few days previously, I had seen

It may be dying

This seems like a good sign.


Yesterday, on the bus ride home from work, I saw the words

New Year Journey

This seemed to be interspersed with

Take your journey

Leter, after reading Oor Wullie, I heard a voice that sounded like my father, saying

“C’mon Billy.”

Karen had a hypnogogic vision of golden lights that coallesced into a star. She then saw a door that opened to reveal a biblical desert scene.


The day after a disturbing dream in which Harry Mitchell (now deceased) tried to capture me, followed by a scene where I gave my brother Andrew £20 to go to Perth, whereas I decided to go south instead and stood under a partially cooked turkey/tree, I prayed to God for his Holy Spirit. Then I saw the following:

“Etopic pregnancy”

The ET rather than Ect is significant, I feel. Later I saw:

“The Grace of God”


Today I saw


after which I had a vision of a small boy leaving our old house. Then I saw



“Add picture”


Dreamed last night that I had climed a fig tree and found a clutch of fruit, some of which were ripe. I ate the ripe ones. I then began to feel uneasy about being so high, so I climbed down. I then tried to climb the tree again, but found it tougher going this time.

Later I had a vision of a red apple I had almost completley eaten. Am I almost finished finding codes?


A few days ago I received, among other messages:

“Massenger” (= 101)

I’m relieved.

Tonight I got a picture of a girl in what looked like the Sue Ryder Old People’s Home. She had a split in her aura behind her back.

“Sirius Sue”

“Deep need (to) leave (his) job.”

She then walked towards a plane, which she was about to board, perhaps with an older person. Hmm.


Today, Andrew said he may have a shadow in his lung. He has had dreams recently of saying goodbye to us all.


Had a fascinating dream last night, where I was taken on a plane ride, then was on top of a skyscraper, being shown someone taking a new office job. He was being marked quite favourably. There were other people in the dream: he was one of a team. I was then taken on a jet ride (piloted by one of the service users) and shown a person losing a baby off one of the skyscrapers. I saw her last desperate efforts to stop the baby falling over. However, when I looked down, there was a lower safety barrier and another person, who was related to the mother (they didn’t get on) but who had saved the baby. The mother, who, by this time had metamorphised into a white cat, then jumped down and took the baby (who was more like a red foetus) and snuggled into a den with it, snarling at me. The den was on an inward pointing corner, and I placed a triangular plate on it, which gve the mother more safety.

Then I heard a voice telling me that they were waiting for me to become ‘horizon’. I write this down myself, but misspelled it ‘horozon’ at first, before correcting it.

Horozon (o) = 111
Horizon (o) = 105

The horizon is where heaven and earth meet.


Got the following, in fairly quick succession:

Francis Kit
Thanks eternally


Had an interesting pair of dreams last night. In one I was told to watch for pater nostra, which means our Father (the Our Father prayer is called the Paternostrum). In the other, I was playing a golden trumpet in the open air. I was playing a series of triplets with a duplet interspersed (material existence in the midst of spiritual states?).


I completed a revised 9/11 page on Friday the 21st. This showed that 9/11 and the funeral of Pope John Paul II together represented the crucifixion, death, burial and ressurrection of Christ. The nested cubes open out to reveal two crosses surrounding cube 125. this represents the Pentagon (= 125), which is also sepresented by a rose! Therefore the events also represent, I discovered on Thursday evening, the Knight Rose Croix degree of Scottish rite freemasonry. This represents the death and resurrection of Christ and takes place on Maunday Thursday!

About a year ago I heard the words “Red, red rose” (= 111). Friday the 21st was the 111th day of the year. It was also 1937 days into the millenium.

Serpent Power + I Begin Now (s) = 1937


(Recorded 25/4/06)
Two nights ago I found a website devoted to the messages of Vassula Ryden. These are purportedly from Jesus and they predicted 9/11 exactly 10 years beforehand. They are also very profound.


(Recorded 25/4/06)
Last night, on the bus home, I saw the words ‘Cosmic Light’. These were shown as the headings on one of a series of buttons on a website (the one I clicked on). Later, I was given the URL for the AMORC website, which was a very good introduction to the Rosicrucians. This may or may not have been connected.


Three or four nights ago I had an interesting dream, where I was sitting at a desk in the Unico lab, facing west. David Eliot was sitting to my right and we were dividing the desk up between us. Behind us was a pile of slate, which collapsed (recalling an earlier dream where I was climbing up the chimney of a house, which then collapsed). This may also be related to dreams recounted in Dreams, a compilation of writings by Jung. Two nights ago I had two short dreams in succession, in which a blonde woman I used to work with (and disliked) and a man (the Soham murderer) featured. These obviously represented my anima and shadow.

Another dream showed a large, old, slightly rotten potato, beside much smaller, younger, healthier potatoes. This represented me and the young team at Bethany House, where I feel I don’t belong. A voice then said “I’m not going to throw it out.” I then split the large potato into two parts. This splitting was also a feature of another dream, about the same time (perhaps that night) where I was splitting into two parts.

At lunchtime today, I heard/saw:

“Paul recently converted a woman.” (= 325 = 13 x 25, 925 = 37 x 25))


“Eighteen and a half thousand.” (= 222)

The letters RC in ‘recently converted’ may be significant. Two days ago I heard “Right course.....4(for) middle.”


On the 12th I got my first significant new gematria for a while, as I was rewriting the New Testament 9/11 pages. For instance:

Christianity (s) = 1379
The Lord’s Second Advent (s) = 1379

Is it coincidence that this is 1992 days after the start of the millenium?

The Second Coming of the Lord Jesus Christ (s) = 1992

Some fascinating dreams recently. About a week ago I dreamed about being in Ireland (Mrs. Cavenna’s farm) when I found a ‘wild swan’. This was smaller than ‘cultivated swans’ and was white with a few black patches.

Wild Swan (o) = 105


Heard ‘Ship of fools’ this morning in a dream. This is an old allegory:

The ship of fools is an old allegory, which has long been used in Western culture in literature and paintings. With a sense of self-criticism it describes the world and us humans on it as a vessel whose deranged passengers neither know nor care where they are g





It is also a Christian humour magazine. Am I suppossed to send my new article The Signature of Christ there? I’ll wait until I hear more.


I had two fascinating visions this morning on the bus. In the first, I saw a circular orange centre surrounded by a purple halo. It was indistinct, but brightly-hued. I thought it might be related to the compound hexagram/diamond figure I am working on for my page about Jesus Christ. A minute or two later I saw a buddhist monk looking at me and smiling. He was youngish, handsome, had very short hair orange and purple robe!


The publisher Hidden Mysteries is interested in my book about the code! Today I saw the word ‘graduated’ and had a vision within a dream, of a card (the suite was clubs) with an intricate cross design and the numbers 32/38 (in a square pattern) and 1/3/2 in the same pattern. I was also told “You were sent here” (or words to that effect) and “for the information”.


After a long and eventful break, I am resuming the PSI file.

I received a fascinating but inexplicable piece of information this afternoon, unexplicable, that is, until early evening, when I started working out gematria values on my calculator. The words I ‘heard’ (in the hypnogogic state) were

‘Minced, but better than nothing’ (o) = 291

I first thought it might refer to an article I was offering to publishers today (The Signature Of Christ), or to some aspect of my spiritual state, but then I worked out the standard value of this phrase

The Big Bang (s) = 291

The initials TBB are also found reversed in the phrase, which has 26 letters. Could this be a communication from God? Wow! The cosmological implications are profound. I had previously worked out (re. vision of about two years ago)

Holy Catholic Church (o) = 192


Whilst dozing outside I found myself in conversation with someone. The dialogue went like this.

“You now know all of it.”

I answered, half as a question, half assertion,

“The deepest layer(s).”

The person replied,

“The deepest layer(s) of it.”

The gematria seems to imply that “it” was the New Bible Code.

You now know all of it (o) = 251
The deepest layer (o) = 168
The deepest layer of it (o) = 218

218 + 168 = 386
251 + 168 + 218 = 637

At first I thought I had replied in the singular, but later it occurred to me that the word may have been “layers” (the “hearing”wasn’t good and I was very tired, having just done 6 nightshifts. Recalculating gave a number that confirmed the identity of “it”.

You now know all of it (o) = 251
The deepest layer (o) = 187
The deepest layer of it (o) = 237

251 + 187 + 237 = 675

New Bible Code (s) = 675

30/4/07 is 2057 days after 9/11.
2057 = 11 x 11 x 17


I had a fascinating, thought-provoking dream yesterday. I was looking out an opening in the hedge at my father’s (Father’s?) garden (the east side). An old, wise, dark-haired woman was telling me that she had been looking after me ‘from birth, from birth!’. My guardian angel, or divine mother? What a tough time she must have had. I think I’ve dreamed of her before.

from birth, from birth (o) = 218 = The World Trade Centre (o) = death (s)

This is also the shell of cube 343.


Some fascinating, sometimes disturbing, communications recently.

A few nights ago I had a dream where I was entering a school (like Broxburn Academy) on the wall of which was written BLUE 6. Then I was told something like “Now you only have five tests to go. The fourth one you should complete instantly.” The 654 is a reference to the ‘Word’ (Word (s) = 654). Next day I had a brief vision of entering a building, whose white swing doors had opened for me.

Yesterday I was told “Turning point” (= 177).

Last night I had a disturbing dream about catching an annoying spider in the kitchen in the narrow glass mug. Immediately an egg appeared in the mug, as if the spider had it all the time but I couldn’t see it until it was in the mug (or I could only see it through the glass). The egg had a dark crack in it, like it had been penetrated from the outside, and the spider then escaped, swinging about in a slightly threatening, off-putting way, until it caught a fly. I’d like to kill that spider. I also had a brief vision later of a small man above me, trying to throttle me. They both represent something I have to shake off.

Tonight I was told (in an irritated voice) ‘The urgeon’s dead.” This refers to my email about the code, where I used the metaphor of a surgeon amputating two fingers to save the body.

The urgeon’s dead (o) = 146
The Universe (o) = 146
Life is a sentence (o) = 146


Yesterday, after reading some of Valis, by Philip K Dick, I was told ‘moral idiot’. I picked up the book and read chapter 8 of Valis, where Dick tells the story of Wagner’s Parsifal, the holy fool (moral idiot), who finds the holy grail. Moral idiot was also a reference to me, as the initials give 139 and I had an hour or so previously been going over my calculation of the number of days between my birth and the funeral of Pope John Paul II, the event that represented Christ’s resurrection, when I was told ‘I begin now’, a few months after being told ‘You carry the baby’s birthdate’. The number of days is 16680, or 139 x 120. So I am Parsifal, also Neo in the Matrix. The code is information inserted into this illusory realm from the pleroma and I was the one sent to find it.

Recently I saw ‘It’s Philip’. Could this be a message from Dick? Am I continuing his mission? The parallels between what he and I have been told, which is essentially gnostic, are incredible. More urgently, especially given that I am now convinced 9/11 was the work of the CIA, or the ‘parallel government’, is the code itself the real Second Coming? The Holy Spirit manipulated both this event and the Pope’s death to create the message I found. In the New Bible Code, both the NIV gematria and the 9/11 gematria use the same two-system (ordinal-to-standard value) encoding process. This must therefore be the key, as I have long suspected: the universal key for interpreting communications from the higher realms.


(Recorded 11/8/07). Walking up Leith Street on Monday morning after work I passed a man who I am sure was Keanu Reeves, the actor who played Neo in the Matrix! See above.


(Recorded 11/8/07). A few mornings ago I woke up after having perhaps my most astounding dream for several years. I had been travelling to work on a strange bus, with no windows except at the front, which were strange, slotted windows, showing little of the way ahead. I got off and argued with the bus conductor about the fare. He had charged me £6, or a little more (I wish I could remember how much) for a return, which anoyed me because I had asked for a single (we were travelling east, to a destination in the north of Edinburgh - this conforms well to Bethany House’s location, but the emphasis was on east and north, which have spiritual meaning). I then found myself back at Unico, in the fiactory, which looked as grimy as it did in real life. I went into the lab and told Frances Anderson (my anima?) that I just wasn’t interested any more. She answered that she knew, which made me feel bad, but I knew I couldn’t do anything about it. I then went into the lab and told off a female lab assistant who had had a spat with her partner and was making a fuss about it. This was unacceptable, so I told her that if whe said one more thing she was out. She smirked at me, but said nothing (she also had short teeth, which makes me think she was me, or a part of my psyche).

I then closed the door on the lab and entered my bedroom. Immediately a door at the other side of the room sprung open. I could see a toilet and a corridor. I chose not to go through, at which point the door closed again. I then regretted not having gone through, as it looked mysterious and interesting. At this point the door sprung open again and this time I went through. I turned left and looked down the hallway, which was lit by a cool light, like a bright, cloudy day, and was decorated with woody tones and what looked like oak panels. At the end of the hall was a man, who looked like the killer in American Psycho, although the mask also looked like an eye patch. I walked towards him and he immediately transformed into a male child (recalling the lucid dream I had in December 1998, where a witch at the top of a tower I climbed, turned out to be made of cardboard when I charged at it, then fell, revealing Morag MacDonald). The child was thin, wistful and almost transclucent, fragile, but infinitely intelligent, beautiful, but not quite human. I recognised him as the projector of my world, my soul, and instinctively felt loving and protective towards him. He seemed undernourished in some way, so I told him “I love you.” three times, which I thought would help. Then I turned and walked back through the hall to my bedroom. I closed the door and locked it (this seemd significant, as if it meant that the child was safe), before going to my own bed, then waking up.

Later, I was told “Dreams come true.” I wasn’t sure whether this was meant as a promise or a warning, given my propensity for negative thoughts. It could have been either given my thoughts and fantasies that morning.

It is difficult to convey the dazzling effect this dream had on me. I felt that it was hugely important and wanted to tell everyone about it. I also knew that nobody would understand, unless they, too, had met their soul. It seems, though, that we have a ‘projector’, who dreams our life. I’m not sure whether he belongs to me, or I belong to him. He reminded me of the divine child, often with red hair (I’m not sure if he had hair this time, though), that I’ve often dreamed about. For the rest of the morning I was very connected to the spiritual world and, as I sat outside half-dozing, had dozens of little visions, usually connected to what I was thinking about at the time. I have had this experience often. One’s thoughts are reflected back to one in picture form, revealing more about them, such as whether they are loving or fearful.


(Recorded 16/8/07). Two nights ago I had a very meaningful and worrying dream. I was in a lab and was asked to help formulate a solvent degreaser. The solvent was recycled (which must have been significant - recycled energy?) and the surfactant was SDBS (which was definitely a reference to me - see a previous entry). I was asked how much SDBS was needed and said “0.1%”, which was 350 ml, since the amount of solvent was 35 litres (I had trouble doing the arithmetic in the dream, and seemed to have only 250ml of SDBS). I then prepared the solution, mixing the SDBS in the solvent in a sink, which was quite irritating to my hand. But then I saw that the plug had been dislodged from the plughole and I had lost most of the degreaser. I woke up to hear the Blondie song Hanging On The Telephone in my head.

The meaning is obvious and distressing. But I still have some degreaser left and I can still get in contact with God.

The Creation Snowflake (s) = 1403 = 888 + 515


(Recorded 26/8/07). A few nights ago I had another hugely important dream. I was in a church, which actually looked like a small, indoor arena. In the centre, surrounded by rows of seats, was an oblong structure, on one side of which were placed catholic Christian icons. The other side (which I think may have been for children) was essentially blank and one or two infants were sitting at it. I went to the catholic side, where I saw three icons, two of which were a hologram of the Virgin Mary and a crucifix (I can’t rcall the third icon). Someone was draped over the crucifix, telling Jesus “I adore you”. A woman with dark hair then walked to the hologram of the Virgin and squeezed herself inside it.

This dream had many symbolic elements: the oblong structure was the world (as in Stuart Wilde’s vision), the two contrasting sides represented the protestant and catholic churches.The hologram of the Virgin being squeezed into may have represented the entering of the spirit into the body after leaving it (as in sleep, OBEs). This also seemed to imply that the spirit body is more real than the material one, the world being a holographic projection.


A voice spoke this morning:

I’m ashamed (of your) transfer. = 174 = Serpent Power

I’m ashamed = 73 = Second Coming (r)
transfer. = 101
I’m ashamed of your transfer. = 274

This must refer to my change of heart about 9/11, after reading David Ray Griffith’s book claiming that 9/11 was a false flag operation. I was going to alter my website; maybe I should leave it be.


(Recorded 26/9/07) On waking up, I saw the words NEVER AGAIN. The meaning and gematria of these words are obviously related to the concept of reincarnation:

Never again (o) = 96
William Newton Downie (r) = 96

NA = 141 = Reincarnation (o)

Never again (s) = 618
Reincarnation (s) = 618

Is this my final incarnation? I had also asked God what to do about the New Bible Code. The words above came a few hours later. Was the code my ‘final assignment’?

I’ve recently been reading Gary Renard’s Your Immortal Reality, which is his second book about visits from ascended masters. The point of the books is to help us to awaken from our dream of separation from God, so we don’t have to keep reincarnating. Renard’s books are introductions to A Course In Miracles, which I began rereading a few days ago. Recently I also saw WAKENED. This also conains my initials. A couple of days ago I saw I’M IN A GAME - DEAD REMEMBER. Karen also had a dream where she and Fiona were in a hospital, in bed 44. A man came, thinking the bed was assigned to him, but in fact he had bed 14 (DEAD (o) = 14).


About a week ago, on waking, I saw the words BEST BOOK, with a picture of a book with a black, starry cover. At first I thought it was encouragement to write a second book about the code, especially because the initials, BB, give 22. Now I think it’s advice to re-read Astral Projection, by John Magnus, which I began to read then gave up on a few months ago. His understanding of the spirit realms is certainly very close to mine.

(Recorded 29/11/07) I had a series of important and troubling dreams and, on awakening, visions. One in particular was very memorable. There was a tremendous storm brewing. Looking up at the sky I noticed that trees had been uprooted, each airborne tree half-hidden in a cloud. Then, on reaching my parent’s back garden, I saw one small tree hurtling down towards me. It struck me, piercing my right thigh and continuing through my stomach. I knew it was all over and waved sadly at two people standing in my father’s garden. The tree was more like a trunk, with only a few truncated branches.

Today, looking through the book The New Complete Book Of Tarot, by Juliet Sharman-Burke, I noticed with astonishment that the Ace of Wands card in her pack, which I’m sure I hadn’t noticed before (I’ve only had the book a couple of days), shows an arm extending from a cloud, holding a ‘wand’ very like the tree trunk that pierced me! All three elements - cloud, tree and arm (waving) - were in my dream. The meaning of the Ace of Wands is given below:

The image on this card shows a strong hand emerging from a cloud, offering a flaming wand [there are a few leaves on the wand, which looks like a thick branch or young tree-trunk]. The distance reveals a castle on a hill, which is a promise of what the future might bring. Wands correspond with fire, the element of creativity, energy and initiative and the Ace suggests positive new beginnings and ideas along such lines. The Aces all stand for energy in its purest form, so the fiery Ace of Wands represents pure creativity. This card could symbolise new understanding, a new business venture, new foundations and creative powers with plenty of potential and ambition to progress and succeed.

I should also mention that my past life dream/memory, recounted in March 2005, was of me being pierced through the right thigh with a spear.


(Recorded 26/12/07) Returning from the carol service just after midnight, I noticed that the odometer reading was 20391. This is astounding, given that it was Christmas day and that 20391 is one of the two numbers encoded in Genesis (as recorded on my webpage Genesis Genealogies). 20391 is also 971 x 21.


(Recorded 29/12/07) After reading some of Freke and Gandy’s The Gospel Of The Second Coming, a neo-gnostic tract, on Christmas day, I woke up to hear the following words being sung “You become myself”.

You become myself (o) = 184 = The Holy Spirit

This is confirmation of something I knew already, but which is repeated in the book, that there is no self other than the one consciousness that is present in all and of which we become aware again after the death of the body. The words were sung rather than spoken (by a male), the notes being CDEGD.







11 or 12/1/08

(Recorded 14/1/08) I heard the words “It’s still unsatisfactory”.

Unsatisfactory (o) = 191.
It’s still unsatisfactory (o) = 311

This must be about the code. What more do I have to do? The 311 suggests that I may have to weave in the terrorist attack on Madrid train station on 11/3/04. This requires much thought.

(Recorded 8/2/08) I think this may indeed have been a hint that the Madrid bombings are to be included in the site.

No. days from start of millenium to 3/11 = 1166

The Second Manifestation (s) = 1166 (= 11 x 106)

No. days from 9/11 to 3/11 = 912

The Lord Jesus (s) = 912
The Serpent (c) = 912

I’ll do a page on it.


I had a dream this morning about a jam jar, in the shape of a Marmite jar, which was in the kitchen cupboard. I did something like open the jar, whereupon the contents, a reddish jelly, plopped out. I was amazed to see that the contents had expanded to a volume vastly greater than the jar itself, but had retained their shape, sitting in the cupboard like a large, now pale pink, jelly, with some of the top scooped out. I then took the contents and placed them in the sink. On waking (I was on the couch) I immediately saw that the dream was about the soul, which is constricted within the body, but which, on death, expands. Other significant details were the scooped-out portion, the sink (cleansing of the soul?), the red/pink colour and the Marmite jar.

Marmite (o) = 79 = William (o).

Soon after I heard the words

“He’s not a home bloody glob either.”

I think this refers to my purported extraterrestrial origins. There may be many surprises in store for me after death. A day or two ago, while pondering the subject, I heard the word “surprise” (spoken by a female).

Surprise (o)= 125


A couple of days ago I got (amongst other recent communications)

The national labour of God (o) = 235


After reading the God Calling message for 14/2 I tried to make contact with Christ before I went to sleep today - I don’t recall precisely why. I them saw a picture of Him and heard Him say “Been there.”

Been there (o) = 26 + 36 = 62

I was initially dismayed, thinking I had blown my chances with Him. However, I later realised He might be saying that there was no need for me to go over old ground. I may already be born again.


I had an interesting dream, where I was part of a management team overseeing the construction of new plant in a factory (which was similar to the one at Unico) and where I was asked to take off my coat by Jim Davis (to which I quickly replied that he still had his own coat on). I was not wanted there by this team, who thought I hadn’t done my job properly (I realised this had recently been true, but I had what I thought were good reasons for disliking them). My staff included a very untrustworthy Morag MacDonald as my assistant.

After I woke up I had three verbal communications in the hypnagogic state, two of which I recall:

“A basin full ay water”

This was spoken in Scots (by a child’s voice), so it’s difficult to work out the spelling. It may be, however, that I’m not meant to work out the ordinal value, as would be usual, and I quickly realised it was holographic in design, showing

1) that I was filled with Spirit (often shown to me as a container filling with water)

2) heaven, earth and hell, or the three levels of Mind

“A basin full ay water”
“Aba sinfull aywater”
“Abba sinful yahweh”

3) possibly the gematria of 9/11 (see next one)

A basin full of water (o) = 185 = World Trade Centre

The second communication was

“The horror” = 125 = The Pentagon

Lots to ponder there, especially the true meaning of YaHWeH.


(Recorded 5/3/08) I had a dream last night where I came to the junction at Kelso street in Uphall, about to turn right. Then I saw two small cars, the first with a young, blonde man and a girl (he had a sort of pop star aura about him) and a middle-aged female, who looked like the woman I know who has a blind brother). They each, in turn, looked at me and made a circle with their forefinger. I nodded in understanding and turned left.

I spent a lot of time yesterday wondering what this dream meant, connecting it with my thoughts and reincarnation. However, the meaning became clear last night when a young woman bumped into me at a roundabout in Livingston. I was looking right and about to turn left.

I also got

“I want you to work again.” (= 262)

Also, “work again” = 99 = 9 x 11.

I take it this means I’ve to work on the code again.


I had some interesting, unusually vivid, dreams last night, the first one about a girl who resembled Fiona lying on my back as I slept on a couch. Then I dreamed I was a travel guide, or care worker, taking a group of people on a trip somewhere. I finished one trip, then began a second. I then had a dream where I was in a corridor next to a street, which I could see through a glass partition, moving forward in time to 2010 (I think Louise was there too). I found myself in Glasgow where young drunks were sitting on the street outside. Another dream involved me lying in bed with a white rabbit. However, this was replaced by two black rabbits, one biting the other (I think to chastise it for something). Then the room filled with mischevious black monkeys, one of whom was wearing female attire, another of whom began to light a kind of root with a cigarette. I took the cigarette out of the monkey’s mouth and put it in the toilet.
I metion these dreams in detail because of what happened afterwards, as I was waking up. I heard a female voice say

“Please let me in. I’m outside you now.” (= 364 = 91 x 4)

I was unsure about this and, as usual stalled by working out the gematria of the sentences. The meaning is now obvious and is reflected in the first dream, the entry for yesterday and the many open door dreams and visions I’ve recently had.

(Recorded 19/3/08) We went to see the flat in Uphall Louise (and it turns out, Nicky) wanted. The number is 121 Houston Gardens! She took it.

Noted recently that the number of days between my UFO sighting and the end of the 2nd millenium is 2929, or 29 x 101. The sighting, therefore, was a sign for me.

More open door visions recently, including one in St. Andrew’s and St. George’s, where the wall was transparent (the second such vision there). In one, I was walking up stairs in a building towards an open door. It was sunny outside. In another around the same time I was standing just outside a door when a figure I identified as Christ invited me in.

A voice today told me:

“I’m lightly pleased that you’ve made it.” = 366

Messiah (c) = 366

The phrase could have been slightly different, such as “I am” rather than “I’m”, but that’s the most likely phrasing. The pun “lightly” (for “rightly”) is a reference to God being the Light. Just before I had two visions that suggested I may indeed have “made it”. The first was filled with light and was of a man in a golf cart, smiling. The second was of someone like Mark Haldane, looking at me in a room. Mark is the Co-op’s 2nd trombone player, the “22”, brass band (22 again) and “co-op” reference fitting the ideas of the second coming and heaven.

Dreamed last night of going back to Unico, working with Claire-Louise. Our relationship seemed different. I’m also re-reading Your Immortal Reality and have had a week where I successfully learned several forgiveness lessons (eg, unfairly given parking ticket, Louise not staying with us, and Mavor & Co. keeping some of our deposit, etc).


After a couple of days promoting the New Bible Code on the Christianity and Religion forum, got

Alpha Babbage (o) = 58 = Second Coming (r)

William Babbage invented the first calculating machine, so this, in several ways (Alpha Omega, for instance), seems like encouragement.

Several nights ago I had a ‘big’ dream, where I had succeeded in passing a test to join a football team in Livingston. I was to take a second test, but then went into a library, where a young man worked. There were many different books in the library and a I looked at a few of them. The man then said to me that it was a good job the founder (of the library) didn’t give up so easily, or words like that. I took it as an admonition to work harder on promoting the code. Who was ‘the founder’? Jesus? Paul?

I’ve had some interesting, mostly positive, dreams lately. Last night I drreamed I was working in a lab again with George Gray. The mood was very positive. A couple of days ago, as I rested, I wondered what I should do about something (I forget what). I then had a hypnogogic vision of myself, hearing the words “the Second Coming”. The message is clear: I need to tell the world.

A few nights ago I got the following:

(he) ruins christmas books
enhanced residence
proof review
oh good
you won’t be allowed to go with this unless you can sh...


I’ve been reading a book about past life regression/future life progression, by Brian Weiss, which I bought at the start of the week. On Tuesday, just after I had read a large section, I heard:

“My name is Daniel.”

Then, a short while later, I heard:

“Cook. 5th Century.”

In the book, the century is often given without BC/AD. Was I someone named Daniel, who was a cook in the 5th Century AD (or BC)? Were they two different incarnations of me? Is Daniel a spirit trying to contact me? Of course my unconscious could have made them up, but given other experiences, such as my precognitive dreams/visions, I doubt it.

The morning I got the book I was reading it in Waterstone’s, tired after a week’s nightshift, when I heard:

“A revelation, maybe two revelations.”

This was after I had read the story of a patient of Dr. Weiss who regressed to an incarnation as an alien. This being had come to Earth 60000 years ago and had hidden information underground. It was another sign that I, too, am from somewhere else. I don’t yet know what the second revelation is - or it could be connected to the Second Coming.

I did a talk on the NBC to the Edinburgh Theosophical Society on the 15th, which went well and seemed to have been assisted. For instance, Karen went away for two days just before it, giving me time to properly work on the talk. The date (515) and other numerical signs plus my own calmness also seemed designed.


I’ve had some ominous dreams recently, the main thems being death and partings. Two nights ago I had two dreams of parting with dark-haired females, the second of whom was Karen. As I awakened, a male voice said “I have to go.” Last night’s dreams were particularly worrisome, though. First I dreamed I saw a man with long, blond curls, but whose entire face was blackened. Some people were standing with me and, after I said to them that this meant death, one of them told me that the man was me. Then I had a flying dream where I entered a block of flats to locate something or someone. Finally, I was in a church with Paul Oliver, who had some kind of senior relationship to me. I was helping him prepare for a memorial service, which included folding a white shirt on a table. I was given some words as I awakened and did the ordinal values of them, as usual (this was about 4.00am), but I forget what they were now.


I had some interesting messages today. The other day I got (regarding my negativity):

You’ve got to show that you’re stronger than it - if you cin be. = 660

Today, I got a quite angelic message:

Catholic tenants = 64

then, several seconds later

no = 29

These sum to 193


angels (s) = 193
Catholic = 71 = God (s)
tenants = 93 = angel (s)

Then, after I got up and had a snooze on the couch, a negative message, followed by some positive ones (I can’t recall them all):

All is withdrawn = 173 (or with, then withdrawn, giving 233)

This may relate to the message “I have to go” of a fe days ago. It was followed by a picture of a tray I held drooping as I put it in a fridge at BH.

After this I got

You’ll get paradise = 190

Then (I had been watching Superman earlier) I got this brightly lit word:

Superboy = 121 = Second Coming

Then, as I contemplated the hypnogogic state I was in:

Afterlife = 82 = the Lord


Last night a male voice told me something that may have critical import for the code:

about fifty years to the second coming = 382

After a troubled few days, excacerbated by my drinking, I was told:

serious rule breaker = 222

I had an amazing dream of being in charge of children and having a seven-foot crocodile, which I thought was too dangerous for them. so I ‘rejected’ it. Then a large cat-like creature, with astounding jumping ability bounded onto me from a distance. It seemed friendly so I ‘accepted’ it. It had two blue markings on its face.

A couple of nights previously on waking during the night I was told

half-point God = 127 (1/2 point God = 50)


half wit = 79 (1/2 wit = 26)

I then saw the grainy patterns I’ve occasionally seen in the past. These move and rotate and seem to have intelligence. They seem to be composed of round cells.


Lots of things happened, most of which I’ve forgotten.

Watchng reruns of Frazier. His room number is 1901 and in the last few episodes he dates a woman whose room number is 1510. That’s intriguing enough, but one night, thiking about it, I heard:

‘There’s a difference’ = 151

So I subtracted them

1901 - 1510 = 391


Ominous dream of leaving a large cathedral/industrial complex afew nights ago. I was the last to go and there was a momentous feeling of finally getting out before something happened.

Had another amazing dream about seeing small, active, seemingly-intelligent, lizard-like creatures and flying insects, all irridescent and less solid than ordianry matter. It seemed to be around Houston House. Fairies?

A month ago I heard

Five, not four. I had wondered what this meant but a few nights ago I got it.

Five, not four = 151
Fifth dimension = 151


I had an amazingly clear dream last night of being a newly-ordained ‘priest’. I was bedecked in new red-and-white vestments and had to administer blessings to a quarter of the huge congregation at some ceremony. The Cavanagh sisters were there and I saw Maura looking at me in a very envious fashion. I also knew that, despite being a priest, I was not really a Roman Catholic. Before the ceremony began I was frantically trying to find a Latin version of the blessing, but had to eventually content myself with saying it in English. I had to carry a huge silver cup, in which was holy water and with which I had to bless people, which I began to do.

When I woke up the name Richard was on my mind, so I worked out the ordinal value, which is 61. I then wondered if God/my subconscious could quickly come up with a name with an ov of 60, thus making 121. I immediately got the name Raymond, This has an ov of 90, making 151 (Jesus Christ/Holy Spirit) instead of 121 (Second Coming). When I enquired why, I was told something like “Because you never have second thoughts! This was said in an exasperated tone.

Quite a lot has happened over the last month or so.

About a week ago Karen had a fascinating dream. I brought home a woman from Bethany House. She was blonde, willowy, genteel and had red lips. She sat in our living room, eating square brown rolls and drinking coffee. She also asked Karen if she had a book by Paulo Coello (the Alchemist? The Witch of Portobello? Portobello is close to Leith). The Paul connection may be significant.

About the same time a voice said to me “You’re Paul.” (= 134).

On Wednesday the 3rd, whilst cat-napping, I saw, over a kind of doorway:

Free Bang (= 58 = Second Coming (r))

A little later I got something else, which I forget now, but which seemed to be a precognition of a phone call from Jenny Malcolm, cancelling the party for the two Davids who had just left Bethany House.


Three nights ago I had a dream about Paul Oliver coming out to West Lothian with me on a bus to see Broxburn.

Two nights ago I dreamed that Paul was a cockroach-type insect in what looked like some branches outside my front door. One branch was hollow and I was trying to get him to crawl out of it (or something like that) and to change into a man. This is very similar to my own awakening dreams of ten years ago. Could Paul’s awakening be imminent? Or is it me again (see entry for 7/9/08)?

I also dreamed about various sexual perversions and ‘overheard’ a woman (who was a witch) say to another that this was how Christianity was to be defeated. In a later dream a huge witch tried to enter my house (not my current house) and I expelled her.

Yesterday I was beginning to fall asleep listening to music and daydreaming about Unico, when I felt someone blowing twice on my left cheek. I opened my eyes but no-one was there. The time was 3:50pm. This is similar to an experience I had several years ago, when, as I was catnapping in the canteen at Unico, I felt someone tapping my leg (which saved me from being late for a meeting). I’ve recently been reading in Seth Speaks that spirits usually can’t affect material reality, which implies that under some conditions they might be able to do so.

Last night I dreamed that various people I knew from the Brass Band movement were in and in front of my house. This was a new house I’d bought in Grangemouth at the docks (G-D?). The grass was overgrown. Is this a warning not to get involved with the movement again, or a bowing to the inevitable? I hope not. I’m not going back to that lot again.


The last few nights have seen interesting and occasionally disturbing dreams, including, the following:

I dream of a see-through elevator I descend to the ground floor, stepping off into a town or city (Edinburgh?) where there has been some snow. I am warned about slipping on ice and do so.

I dream of a sadistic woman whipping zebras (one of whom is headless), who are lying prone, terrified and in agony. She is laughing horribly.

I dream of biting a naked woman I once worked with 12 years ago and almost violating another woman who worked in the factory at the same time. She has a baby and is worried it isn’t breathing. I check but it is breathing.

I dream that Brian Mitchell is part of a ‘band’ (who all stand) and starts off a performance by playing one note (almost fluffing it but getting a solid note eventually) on a french horn (a reference to Michael Doherty telling Steven at bethany I played the french horn) to start a performance. I was wondering why he was in such a good band. I think this may be about me and the New Bible Code. (2/11/08) Wrong! It was a precognition of my performance at the National Finals, which started with a fluff, from which I recoverd well.

I dream of changing into a woman.

I dream of having a young son who has an elfin-shaped head and who swears. I blow a white, flaking layer (like dried Snowpake) from a teak cabinet (possibly a TV cabinet).

I don’t like the way some of these dreams are pointing and have decided to stop reading Seth Speaks for a while. Interestingly, for that reason I picked up my NIV Bible today and a calculator and then got the feeling I was going to find a piece of code. I did!

OV odd words in NIV’s first 24 words = 654 = Word (s)
OV even words in NIV’s first 24 words = 515 = Jesus (s)

This is further confirmation that the signatures of Christ are genuine and perhaps a sign (along with the dreams) that I have to start taking Christianity more seriously.


A lot has happened recently.

I had an important dream last night. I was looking at a stretch of icy water with a mass of ice in the middle which represented the north pole. This was freezing more quickly than usual but then suddenly the huge mass of ice gave way and headed towards the land on which I was standing. I (along with others) ran, but was caught up by the ensuing cataclysm. I was engulfed by debris but seemed to escape being hit by any of it. The I was looking at a gravestone. It was mine and was second from the left in a square bracket-shaped line of tombstones. It was also one of two that were mine. It had the words MUM SCRUM on it.

MUM SCRUM = 121 = Second Coming

MUM = 47
SCRUM = 74
MS refers to Second Manifestation
35 = Bill

There is also the possible allusion to MUM’S CRUMB (= 123) which makes spiritual sense.


A few nights ago I dreamed I was moving into a house in Livingston. It was 505 ft above sea level. Next door were Hindus. There were a lot of people moving around. I also spilled some raw egg, which seemed significant. As I was awakening from this dream I heard the words

“There is no way, not on the level that these people are going.”

I couldn’t be bothered working out the gematria in my head, but then a voice said:

“I want you to work it out.”

So I woke up and did so.

last night I had three significant dreams.

In one I was one of three people doing a test who had made a special category of pass. I got 31 points (full points, I think) and did the test in 5 mins. Paul Oliver did his in 7 mins. This was obviously based on the Food Hygiene course I recently did.

I another, I was one of two people who passed a special maths test. First was someone called Steven McLaughlin (or something like that). I was also mentiond for doing “not bad”. Curly Main was the teacher. he was facing away from me (I was at the front of the class) scrawling something about IQ tests on a blackboard.

In the last test I was making something for my Uncle Robert (who had a new business), when the scene changed into the lab at Unico. Two office girls walked in and I ignored them, but them Margaret Paul walked in and I began talking to her. As we were chatting, Alistair Cochrane walked in and began talking over us and starting two experiments. I was making a kind of custard. I then noticed words on one of his experiments, which said


I then tried to taste my custard, but accidentally ingested some of Alistair’s preparation, which contained a yellow dye.

I’m being urged to start work again on the code, something I had prayed over yesterday.


I’ve had a lot of disturbing dreams, lately, especially one about me having slashed some people then trying to clean the knife to remove any traces of blood. I had been temporarily insane when I did it, but was still responsible and felt I would have to make it up to those I had harmed.

Another dream had a familiar theme to it. There was an elephant trying to get into the house by leaning on the window. I ran with someone else to get two clothes poles to shoo away the elephant. However, as we were returning with the poles the dream then metamorphised into a scene where a tiny baby elephant (about the size of a small dog) was running wild round the corners of a square room. It was grey in colour. I let it do this for a while, as I knew it had to get it out of its system, then told it something (about its mother, I think) that immediately made it feel guilty. It then went to its ‘mother’ (a human female) and curled up at her feet. This is very like a series of dreams I had about eight or nine years ago, about horses running wild. My state of mind (agitated, obsessive) was probably very similar.


Some recent communications:

“Some other connection.” = 230

“Have you thought about your own nasty s...?” = 484 = 11 x 11 x 4

This is interesting and a little disturbing. (19/11/08) The number plate of the car we bought Fiona is R484 FFS.

“Danger: read the head lines.” 187 = 11 x 17

This might be a warning to take more notice of my frequent visual communications, as just received, any of which I don’t bother to record. Given the problems we had with Fiona today, my current fall-out with Paul Oliver and my feeling that I have to get to work on the code again, I will have to pay more attention to them.


Some dreams over the last two days:

I dreamed the Queen died (at a particular conjunction of dates, which I can’t recall) and Prince Charles immediately became king. A huge crowd supplicated themselves before him, but he didn’t seem to be mature enough for the role. The Queen was a smoker and very concerned about something before she died.

I dreamed my father was sitting behind the Hi-Fi in our livingroom and asking me to come to him: there was a vacant two-seater beside the Hi-Fi. I said “No way” and backed off. This has an obvious interpretation and was partly formed from my memory of Andrew telling me last night that George Garson was ‘camped out’ in a corner of his house.

I dreamed I was driving a red car somewhere and my brown rat somehow escaped with a replica of the car which it created out of nothing and went through a traffic jam to what seemed like a homestead (mine?). It had a mate which was being held down by a larger black creature with yellow eyes (like the creatures on the cover of A Trick of the Tale). I lifted the creature from it but couldn’t decide whether it was good or evil. I threw it away anyway. My rat was making a square nest in the grass beside the female, near the border between the homestead and another. I then looked around the homestead and saw a white dog chained and being held between protective boards. A man entered through a gate with another dog. I think I wanted the rat to come back with me. A male voice then said I was an Olympian who couldn’t go back to Olympia. Previous to this I had been visiting a hell-like area, where creatures were living in awful conditions within large dumpsters (after In Heaven As On Earth).

I dreamed my ‘garage’ or ‘hut’ was badly in need of cleaning. I had hamsters and similar cratures who were living amongst flies and general squallor. One was barely alive and had lost an eye after an attack by two smaller rodents, which I removed from it. As a coda to this dream I had a vision of orange, black-headed insects I seemed to have created out of my anger at a recent child murder. Do our thoughts create spirit beings?

I dreamed I let go an orange wine gum, which fell. About an hour later I was cleaning out the goldfish bowl when I let the goldfish fall into the sink.


A week ago I had a ‘big’ dream about being in my kitchen on June the 19th, at 3:00AM. I was trying to switch off a complicated Hi-Fi, without success, when I noticed a huge storm cloud outside. I looked out and saw it, but it didn’t look as bad as I first thought, so I came back inside. Then I saw a huge crystal skull floating through the air. I looked outside again and this time saw an enormous fleet of what looked like spaceships, silently approaching. There were hundreds of vessels, some of which looked like ocean-going ships, but which floated silently across the sky. Others were black and angular. There was a feeling that some momentous event was about to happen. I was awestruck by this dream next day.

The date June 19th suggests 619

William (s) = 619

At Viewforth Parish Church last Sunday, whilst monitoring the sleepspace, I saw several spirits with my third eye (my eyes were shut). All were male and the first had his mouth sewn shut. There was a line of them waiting to see me and the first in line rushed up to peer at me, which I found so disconcerting I opened my eyes.

Yesterday I put my new page Christ’s Snowflakes. We had a cold, snowy spell as I was preparing it. It was also 18018 days after my birth.

The second page of Christ’s Snowflakes was completed on the 18th and uploaded to the site. The weather is mild, although the US is experiencing very wintry conditions.

Today I heard

‘Fun and games for double sud-soap.’ = 298 = 149 x 2

105 is also encoded there.

This morning, on awakening, I heard.

‘The kingdom of the soul.’ = 194 = 151 + 43

A few days ago I got

‘(Wow) Imagine everybody on earth having a single soul’ = 455 (516)


A couple of days ago I got some further information.

Utilised entity (= 192)

This seems like it’s the end of the road for me, but I also got told to continue with ‘the work’. I’ll keep going.

Last night I had a dream of finding the grail cup, below some buried bones in my father’s back garden. Steven Collins was there (SC) and before this we had been ‘caught’ burying them, which initially seemd like a crime. However, it eventually felt like a triumph. This must be a rerun of my ‘sniffer dog’ dream of a few years back.

There were two cups, but the grail cup was white, with blue markings, resembling a dream I had recently, about a white/blue bath. The cup/bath also represent the feminine principle, according to a book on dreams I read today.


A day after the previous entry I went to my parent’s house with Karen and Fiona. I asked if there was anything to take down and Karen said there was a serving dish in the cupboard where the drinks are kept. This was oval shaped, ribbed and was white, with blue flowers. The grail cup in the dream was circular and deeper, but every other detail was the same, including the fact that it was associated with my father’s house (a reference to the Father’s Abode).

Last night I dreamed that Fiona was telling me that Ashleigh Bidwell and Amy Gold (AA) had been ‘sacked’ (from school?) for drug-related offences. We were standing beneath the two trees outside my father’s front garden. This is ominous.

Just before that I had been eating nuts outside the Innes’ house, but many of them had turned black in my pocket and I couldn’t eat them. I managed to find a few big nuts at the bottom of the pack that were unspoiled. Another ominous dream.

Previous to that I had been in an Italian delicatessen, looking at the goods for sale, when I knocked a potted plant down (it was on a lower step, which seemed to be coated in something like slush or glue - it then fell down into a lower room). The owner of the shop then came over and uprighted the plant, which was undamaged. The pot was uncracked. Perhaps I am too, then.

When I woke up I heard an inner voice ask me the lessons I had learned from life. I tried to whisper a few in my head and noticed that two of them were spoken by the voice along with me, as if to emphasise them. They were: ‘Don’t drink.’ and ‘Don’t be jealous of other people.’ Food for thought. It also reminds me of the voice that spoke to the concentration camp prisoner in Man’s Search For Meaning.


I completed a major update of the Creation Snowflake psge yesterday. It was snowing at Tinto hill, where we picnicked (it was sleet in Uphall). I managed to upload most of it last night, but there are still a few illustrations to upload, which I will do today. I also made a few last-minute tweaks to the page. Today it is snowing in Uphall.


Received the following, the other day:

Doctor Who (= 121 = 11 x 11)
Soul Searcher (= 144 = 12 x 12)

This refers to me (DW). Once again it is a reference to extraterrestrial or extradimensional origins.

I had a dream about my band uniform being on fire, with emphasis on the white shirt and belt. Elspeth had a dream two Saturdays ago (this is Sunday) about Big Ben being on fire. She had a house next to it but managed to move. I think this was a reference to me and my inability to deal with my inner rage. I felt as if I was burning up all that week.

I dreamed last night of an underdeveloped boy (who used to live next door at Cardross Avenue) who was mine and beside whom who I sat on a settee, with my father beyond him (this is a reference to my divine child being the interface between me and God) and who had a hairy hand or foot. The hairs were brown and dull. This is a reference to Jacob and Essau and to my own ego-inspired negative thoughts.

This morning I remembered the secret of life: When you are feeling bad go into your mind, stop whatever thoughts and feelings you are absorbed in, then simply decide to reverse the flow of negativity and be positive. When you do this God is flowing through you. If you allow yourself to wallow in anger, worries, etc, you are blocking God out. By this afternoon I had forgotten it because of Karen’s negativity and my ego-inspired thoughts tripping me up, but I’ll keep trying this time.


Remembered this from a few days ago: ( = 255)

I saw a vision of a corridor at the time. Initially I thought it was a reference to a book I was reading on OBEs. But now I realise it is a reference to the New Bible Code. NEM/NEW).

Last night in Granton United I heard

‘I’m Jackie’

I think this was a ghost communicating with me. At Viewforth a few weeks ago I had a whole string of them lining up to see me (see 7/12/08).

Today, on awakening, I heard/saw Elspeth say

‘heavy snow tonight’



This totals 331, the 11th hexagonal number! Recently noticed that the standard values of ‘heaven’ and Zion’ are hexagonal numbers too.

(5/2/09) I think the words above were a reference to an extended phone call I had from Paul last night. He was in Inverness, where it was snowing heavily. The words ‘I’m Jackie’ may not have been a ghost after all, but a reference to a black volunteer at Destiny, who introduced herself as Jackie. (15/2/09) On the evening of Sunday the 8th we did in fact get heavy prolonged snowfall.


I had forgotten to write down that a couple of weeks ago I heard

“Rabbi Weissmandel” (= 156)

This suggests to me that my work on the code, like Weissmandel’s own discovery of the Torah codes, will not be appreciated for a long time to come. Perhaps that is why I heard a voice say “About fifty years to the second coming.” Weismandel’s work took about fifty years to reach fruition.

Two nights ago I had a dream about working in the Unico lab, where I kept throwing soap down a shaft where the sink should have been, and wondering how often I was going to do this. I then dreamt that I was standing with Anne, Walter and Diane. I had a small piece of a red jelly-like substance on my head. This recalls a dream I had about eight years ago precognising the pregnancy of Karen’s friend Heather. This seemed like something I was going to do in the future (perhaps in another incarnation?).


On waking this morning I was instructed to look at the date of my eighteenth birthday. This was 8/8/77, which gives 8877 = 11 x 807, or 33 x 269. Also 88 (Immanuel (o)) and 77 (Christ (o)). This also refers to Exodus 27/38. The number of days from my birth to my 18th birthday was 6575, or 263 x 25! 263 is of course the standard value of ‘Messiah’.

Recently, I got

Will you help me? (= 176)

This was from the Divine Mercy booklet I got Louise. Then I saw Christ as Captain Kirk (the captain of the Kirk!), scowling in the direction of the McCourts. I think he was displeased that I got into the situation I’m in at the moment. Two days before the incident I got

The time of trial

Recently I found out that, contrary to what the police had told me, I will have to attend court.

Several days ago I got the following worrying message

The jail of repentance

which doesn’t auger well.

About last Monday I got

What a pity

which refers to my decision not to be friends with Alison any more.

A few days ago I got

You’re a great fellow, but I love you now.

which is a cryptic message from God. I was recently told that ‘the centre is closing’, which suggests that I had a time of grace that is ending. I hope not.


Something significant happened just now. Louise just gave me two packs of free low-energy light bulbs - four bulbs in all. This is a reminder of the four bulbs the little man asked me to get for him. Two significant things here. Firstly, this is Good Friday, when Jesus was crucified. Secondly, each pack contained two bulbs, one 9W the other 11W, implying 9/11! The two bulbs/packs also imply the Second Coming. (20/4/09) This is also ten years since my original experiences with light bulbs.

After weeks of wondering what to do about the fact that I was unable to upload pages to Geocities, I finally changed hosts two days ago (although Michael Dawson has still to point the domain name to the new host). Today I really got to work on my website for the first time in a while, after several urges from the spirit planes. and I’m incorporating major changes I’ve been thinking about for a while, mainly

a) dropping the 4th system of gematria,
b) dropping His Love and Irrational Encryptions
c) restricting the 9/11 supplimentary information to encodings of 11.

I also decided today to get Elspeth and Marzena The Road Less Travelled. I also started meditating in earnest again, incorporating a theta rythmn (re. Stuart Wilde) and improving my diet.

This is a very good sign!

Recently was told (along with something else I’ve forgotten):

‘Open carefully’

I think this refers to my theta meditations, which I’ve been doing fairly regularly. I was doing one when the words came. It could refer to the dangers of opening to the spiritual realms too quickly, or perhaps it refers to the code (oc).

I got a lot of information as I was going to sleep this afternoon. All I recall is

Bloody Sunday (= 157)

which could have been

Bloody Sonday (= 151)

This must refer to 9/11.

Just beforehand I got

Feel something (= 138, something = 110)

The initials imply 619, the standard value of ‘William’, so this must be some message for me, again related to the code.


A few things to jot down.

Just saw a vision of a square patch of budding yellow flowers on the lower right-hand side of my back lawn. Then I heard the word ‘stroke’ (= 88) twice. This could be ominous. (9/5/09) This was a premonition of Karen’s Uncle Bill’s death 24 hrs later. He died of a stroke.

Dreamed of standing at the bus stop where I stopped this morning to let Louise go to the newspaper shop. There is no bus stop there. In the dream I had just passed Angela, who was walking in the opposite direction on the edge of a group of people. We ignored each other. She stopped outside the Goschen Lounge, while I waited on the bus. I was a few minutes late and thought I might have missed it (a theme I’ve encountered before). Mind you, I thought I’d missed a bus by a few minutes two Fridays ago but hadn’t. This dream followed another about eating something that turned out to have dried worms or something mixed in at the bottom. I spat out the worms. Crossing into the next dream the worms turned into maggots and insects, which were in my wallet. I got them out of it as I was in the shop.

Recently gave The Messengers to Stephen Collins, who I had a dream about a few months ago (see above) and who is an advanced or angelic soul, judging by his dreams of saving souls with an ‘SAS’ (= 39) on his T-shirt. He had awakened at 4:44AM and knew it was significant. I gave him the book on the 4th and had a ‘4’ experience that day.

I asked about the code a couple of days ago. I was told ‘Keep goin’, keep goin’’ (= 164). I’m working on the page ‘The Crucifixion (= 164) at the moment.

I was also told

‘Ross, he doesn’t like the band.’ (= 252)

I’m not sure what this means. (25/5/09) Stephen Collins thinks it might be a reference to his brother-in-law.


(huge) thoughtform, eek (with picture of road between RC church and NH)

Then told that an explanation would be given, if I would be quiet (too much mental activity)

Bill. it’s not the channel (as I was thinking about Kris Krepciek’s vision)
They’re all here
Next Chance (with picture of door closing)


Had a ‘big’ dream on the 19th about Karen and I going on holiday to Wales. The whole of the UK was about a mile in diameter. We lost our luggage 9I think) and ended up going further north to the Lake District. This was at a lower level than the plateau we had been walking on. We were accompanied by Robert Michum (re. Irish film I recently watched, where he played the part of a faithful schoolmaster). Wlking behind him was someone called Willie, who was insane (Willie Easton from BH?). He pushed my luggage over a steep slope into a cove, where there was a village called (I think) Whitby. I went down there alone to retrieve it. The atmosphere in this dream was numinous and I was somewhat awestruck for days.

I think this was confirmation of the ACIM theology! (re. Christine Berwick’s dream).

This morning, as I was waking up, I prayed to Jesus (using the Catholic ‘sacred heart’ image) to stop unpleasant thoughts arising. I immediately saw a kind of heraldic badge, accompanied by the words ‘Official rock’ (= 108).


Saw the following words today, in the goldfish bowl

Disastrous week ahead (= 208)

I am praying for this one not to happen - we’ve been through a lot recently. (3/6/09) It was a difficult week.


After finding the connection between 9/11 and the Day of Atonement on the 29th/30th, I had the following vision on the morning of the 31st (I think):

A young woman who looked like Anne Swarbrick (initials AS = 119) appeared (I saw her ‘forming’) and sang (like Susan Boyle)

“Your search is over” = 221 = 13 x 17

The notes she sang were (assuming key of C) CFCGA. This I think means that I’ve found (possibly) the last important link between 9/11 and biblical practices/events. (25/9/09) I realised recently that that gematria of 221 is probably a reference to the last verse in the Bible, Rev. 22:21, which is further confirmation that the vision was telling me I’ve found the last major part of the code (I’m sure, however, that there are lots of little encodings still to discover within the NIV).

Previously I had heard/seen

“A long way to go.” = 155

This might mean I have a long way to go as a Christian (Christianity (o) = 155)

After some dark visions recently, I began to get the familiar open door visions once more.

Last night I dreamed I was either principal cornet or principal euphonium with a band. Another band was opposite - or it could have been the cornet section of my own band. The principal cornet player was Jewish and seemed to be Theodore Dalrymple (who is half Jewish). He was the star player and personality in the band. Alex Melville was sitting 2nd man down.


Prayed today that the code would get a new impetus and that I would find someone who could help me with it, and perhaps continue the work after I’m gone. I was out walking at the time, something I haven’t done for a while, partly because I’m so tired all the time just now. Later in the walk I thought of a title for the second code book I’ve been thinking of writing: The Secret Code. I also had an idea for the introduction, to put at rest the minds of those who think my spiritual experiences were fictional. It goes something like this:

The experiences I write of herein are true. There are no exaggerations, no lies, no partly fictional accounts, no messing with dates, no interpolations, no interpretations or anything else other than the exact truth of what happened to me, recounted as accurately as I know how. My memory isn’t perfect, but it has been helped by the fact that I took extensive notes of each experience, usually soon after it happened. I haven’t written this book for money or because I think my life is important. I wrote it because I wanted to preserve the information I was given - which I believe is important - for future generations. I also wrote it because I’ve never been very good at keeping secrets. And what a secret I have to tell.

A few other things to jot down.

I saw a vision of a used penny with the date 2012 on it. A couple of days later in St. Andrews, I saw a book 2012, by Daniel Pinchbeck and bought it after recalling the vision. I think it may have something to say to me (10/7/09) it certainly did: many of the ideas Pinchbeck discusses resonate with my own, particularly the idea of the SC as a transition to a new level of consciousness). In another dream I was walking along the old farm road that crosses the Brox Burn when two women passed, commenting on the book I had with me, which was the Interior Castle, by St. Theresa of Avila. Pinchbeck met two ‘priestesses’, one of whom was brought up as a Catholic and nurtured on St. Theresa’s writings.

After praying for the holy Spirit a few days ago I felt I had opened a channel and got the words ‘Your Astonishing Function’ and something like ‘Ma’ ma’.

I also got ‘The kingdom of heaven is like a lampstand’. This is not in the Bible but is beautiful nonetheless.


Woke up after a beautiful dream where I was in bEd with a woman, then heard myself say, at the end of a dialogue

“Therefore, it is God’s will that I go free.” (= 407)

This had the resonant quality I’ve noticed before, where God speaks along with me. Wondering what it meant, I heard something like

“He meant the bankrupt.” Apart from the last two words it wasn’t exactly that, but the ov was 216.


Heard, in an Ulster accent, ‘I’m warning you, Bill’ =(204). This was just on waking up, after a dream I had where I was at the west side of the shops at Goschen, with Veronica Cavanah. I think we were cooking something, or talking about food.

A few weeks go I heard “God would be delighted to accept one.” (= 299).

My father died on 4/8/09. This was accompanied by visions and dreams. A day before he died, while I was sitting by his hospital bed, I had an awful vision of him lying in a shroud, in a state of terrible anguish. The morning of the funeral (8/8) I had a vision of him halfway down the stairs at his house (i.e. halfway between heaven and earth), wearing a brown, ill-fitting suit and holding an umbrella. He was as he had been just before death, but a little happier. A few days later mum and I were talking to one of the Sayers. he had two dogs, one a golden labrador with an umbrella in its mouth. (8/9/09) I think the umbrella may have been a reference to the exceptional quantity of rain that has fallen in the last month - so it was a weather prediction and perhaps confirmation that my father is alive and well in the afterlife.


Dreamed I was standing in front of a console with screens showing weather charts and other hi-tech equipment. I was shown the weather over the next year (I distinctly saw the year 2010 displayed). It ran forward a year or so then clicked back to what I think was the present and ran forward again. The weather for December 2009 (or possibly 2010) is to be very cold, with average temperatures around 0 degrees Celcius.


I’ve had a lot of inteersting dreams and visions, recently, although I’ve had little incentive to jot them down. Recently, I got

So close (= 88)

which is probably a reference to my working out of the code (or perhaps of the closeness of some new phase of the Second Coming event). The impression I got was that it was Christ communicating with me, which is confirmed by the gematria. I also got an interesting bit of information about PO (‘He’s very homosexual’), which confirmed what MS said and what I was beginning to suspect. I also got encouragement to continue with the code (‘Neoprose’) after I’d asked if it was worth continuing, something that’s been on my mind recently, especially after being turned down for the Care Shelter manager position - the two seemed to be connected.


Got the following this morning:

This is the end of mountain. (= 268)

The phrase ‘end of mountain’ has an ov of 151, therefore the phrase might also read ‘this is the Holy Spirit’. It also has connotations of the ‘top of the mountain’ or ‘end of the road’.

The night before last I had a significant dream about being given two white feathers by an admiring animal (at my father’s house, also significant). These seemed to have been ripped from a bird as they still had some of the bird’s flesh on them. I also dreamed of a large, grey tiger that seemed to belong to me but which was dangerous. It scratched Fiona so I motioned for it to leave through an open window (this was in my old bedroom in my father;s house). It left.


I’m reading some more Jung just now and had a fascinating ‘Jungian’ dream last night.

I am in my father’s garden, looking at the lawn towards George Muir’s house. I think of AW then a large part of the lawn becomes concreted over, with a tunnel appearing, which heads diagonally towards George’s house. I crawl into the tunnel and see that it is overgrown with grass. I then crawl to the end of the tunnel and snip the grass outside the tunnel, which is on a vertical part that faces south. I then look at the grass in the tunnel and see that it has several toadstools (large white and small purple) that are embedded into it. They aren’t ready to be removed. Then I am outside the tunnel and hear a man say the words.

High Dive (= 72)
Personal Quarter (= 200)

These have obvious spiritual and jungian connotations, but they also sum to 272 (= Jesus Christ + Second Coming).

I understand nearly all of the dream, except AW (whom I’ve been thinking about lately as I was a bit harsh with her) and the diagonal slant of the tunnel.

I recently was warned about something bad coming up by a text I could only read half of. Sure enough, last night I almost got into a fight with a beggar.


Forgot to put down a dream I had about a fortnight ago, where I had made my ‘baby’ cry (we were sitting at the bottom of our stars, with the baby on about the third step and me a little lower, which was significant). I felt sorry for it and gave it half of the two bits of chocolate I had, which cheered it up. Then I heard a voice say “Compassion makes you better.’’ I think that there was also a double entendre in that the word ‘better’ could mean morally or psychologically better.

I’ve just finished revising my page Irrational Encryptions. Near the start of the revision process, which was about a week or so ago, I went to Scotmid and found myself behind a car at the traffic lights which had the unusual number plate 7674 (I can’t recall the letters). This is the number of units in the denominator of the calculation for alpha - a nice synchronicity.


Had a recent dream about being a wolf with blue tinges in its fur. It was accompanied by another wolf with red tinges.

In another dream I got the following:

Above all, rest (= 132)


I’ve made some important discoveries in the code, recently, particularly this amazing find:

the number of verses in the NIV = 31086 = 11 x 2826

Th Second Coming Of Our Lord Jesus Christ (c) = 2826

The 31 (El) and 86 (Elohim) are also important, as is the fact that they can form 3168 (Lord Jesus Christ in Greek).

I discoverd this on 6/11/09, 3232 days into the new millenium. I think it was also connected with my decision to have a 25th anniversary party. I’ve been checking the number of verses in the NIV all weekend and saw today on Google that ‘Google’ has been written 600813 (the 3 was inverted). Amazingly, these are the very same digits as 31086! This seems to be a confirmation for me.

I dreamed last night of finding a dead bat that had been associated with me in some way. I was in the labs in ICI and was told to put it in the bin. I did so. This seems like a good sign.

Yesterday I got:

The muggle’ll still be mine = 242 = 11 x 11 x 2

This seems like a message from the devil, as if the Second Coming is separating those who are spiritual from those who are not and he will still have the ‘muggles’. Strangely, I found it uplifting, as if I had won some kind of battle.

After snoozing this afternoon I got:

Waking Day = 95

Also, on the news is a story about the new World HW boxing champion, David Hall, who beat a 7’ 2’’ Russion - the story is about David beating Goliath, another narrative I very recently connected with 9/11 (the chapter and verse gives 1749).


About a week ago I got

One fallen angel = 123

I recently came across the Angelfalls website of Del Washburn, who is the discoverer of Theomatics. He believes that we are all fallen angels (as does Stuart Wilde, I just read in The Art Of Redemption), so I think this might have been a sign that I should look more closely at Washburn’s work.

Yesterday I got a vision of a man with a dagger sticking into his mouth, then heard

‘having felt, in full shape, his pain’ = 303


I am getting so much information at the moment I haven’t the time to write it all down. Perhaps I need to carry a notebook around. I’m definitely going to have to look at my commitment to Christianity after a hypnopompic vision of a written message I could hardly read (a common phenomenon). The essence was that some of the ‘chocolate buttons’ I get are from a dark source. Hmm.

I than heard a female voice say

‘Am I still happening?’ (= 185)

Recently I got

‘To be a Christ’ (= 120)

Two nights ago I had a dream of a batch menu (from BP, although I was standing in the Unico lab) that was for NUGGET (= 74). After feeling under spiritual pressure I felt better yesterday. In the morning (I think) I heard a voice taunt me (in a loving way) by asking why I was still ‘little’. They don’t know how tough it is.

Last night I dreamed of a kitten which had been healed in a small church (no bigger than my mother’s living room someone said, which is where we all were in the dream). The healing had corrected problems in its kidneys and liver - they were hugely swollen or distended. the kitten was white with mottled darker patches and so may have represented me.


I asked God this morning how I could possibly accept Christian beliefs, when many of them were so contrary to common sense and scientific knowledge. Then I drifted into a dream state and saw myself at the back fence I built at West Hall Road. A male voice said

‘Very old tension. Please behind you.’ (= 358!)

The second part of this presumably means ‘Please leave it behind you’. This may also refer to my unpleasant thoughts, which I was once told were a problem I also had in Persia.

Then, later:

‘Just say yes’. (= 164)

I tried to let go and found myself in a dream/vision where I was heading north up
the office I worked in at Unico, which was also like a corridor. A man fell into the corridor from the left. I heard a discouraging female voice telling me I was ugly. But I could feel something pushing me to go in that direction and tried to visualise a light ahead and ‘let go’. A voice said somthing about the door being open for me and I think I (perhaps only partly) got through. Then I had some visions of standing outside Gorgie Parish church with an attractive female who wanted a cigarette. Then I saw a couple lying down and embracing in my room. The man’s back was bare (I feel he was me).


Just noting a couple of things that I heard recently. A few days ago I also got

Thankfully, they’re desperate (= 304)

This was either a reference to my recent experience (see previous entry) and my difficulties in letting go (you’re not really ready, but they’ll take anyone at the moment), or to my interview on the 20th for The Open Door. I suspect it was the latter and it was a reference to my arrest for minor assault that will show on the disclosure (22/2/10) It didn’t show - and I got the job!

Also had a vision where a female gave me a flower and said something along the lines of “I’m glad they’re giving you a second chance.”


I got the following at work:

Liars are meals on wheels (= 234)

This is a little disturbing, because

Demon (c) = 234

I heard other rather sinister messages, which suggests to me that even demons are part of God or that I am getting information that is decoded by a higher part of me and put into a gematria riddle. Earlier in the shift I had a vision of a large, speckled, but mostly white, cat which was sitting on my knee. Is this one of the demons? How do I shake them off? I also heard the plaintive voice of a little boy telling me he was in pain. I was troubled by it and prayed for him but I don’t know if he was a spirit, a part of me or the spirit of someone living with whom I was in telepathic communication.


Last night, got the following:

‘World’s vestiges’ (or vestigal) ... exciting’

‘Star good’ (reminds me of Stargate - there was a box under it, like the Google homepage)

‘King’s partner 3’ (could have been ‘three’)

and today, got

The Lord teaches Kelvin’ (= 216)

I think this might have been a reference to a conversation I had today with Kevin Saxby and Steven Collins, when I spoke about the twin towers being the tower of Babel and told them about ‘yom’ being the Hebrew word for both ‘day’ and ‘days’ (as in ‘days of yore’), so the Genesis creation account didn’t have to be taken so literally.


My head is spinning after three amazing days of discovery and revelation. Here’s some highlights:

29/11/09: Discover the following ovs

American airlines flight 11 +
United airlines flight 175 +
American airlines flight 77 +
United airlines flight 93 = 911!

This is counting the numbers as individual digits.

85 + 111 + 137 + 1239 (four airports) + 218 + 125 + 911 (four flights) = 2826!

Two of the flights left from Newark and Dulles airports, but these are within the New York and Washington DC metropolitan areas, respectively.

168 (NYC) + 137 + 343 + 263 = 911!

New York + Washington DC + Boston + Newark + Dulles = 478

New York State + District of Columbia + 111 + 137 = 623
343 + 356 + 699
699 + 623 = 1322

The 29th was the first Sunday in Advent, the 333rd day of the year, etc.

30/11/09: discovered that Ezra 2:17 (another 2826 encoding) is the 12045th verse in the NIV.

12045 = 11 x 1095
The Second Advent (s) = 1095

153 + 276 + 666 = 1095

This makes more sense now, given that Rev. 13:18 is the 30911th verse in the NIV.

1/12/09: discovered that 1 Peter, 2 Peter, 1 John is encoded re. verses

105 (nine eleven)
61 (coming) this is the 61th book in NIV
105 (nine eleven)

Hebrews (58th book) is also encoded as it has 303 verses.

2826th verses in OT (Lev.4:30) and NT (Luke 23:45) are probably encoded too.

There are 726606 words in the NIV (I still have to verify this information) .

726606 = 666 x 1091!

It occurred to me last night to add the number of words, verses, chapters, books, bibles. This gives

726606 + 31086 + 1189 + 66 + 2 + 1 = 758950 = 50 x 15179!
15179 = 43 x 353!

(22/12/09) Also, 758950 = 2150 x 353. 2150 is 1239 + 911.

This plus other encoded information in my name and Rev. 13:18 led me to wonder out loud last night, after I had just made my latest finds, if I was more than just a ‘little worker’. I was watching a recording of Star Trek (The Menagerie: Part 1) at the time and the adverts were on. Just after I spoke out loud I looked at the TV to see the word AVATAR (an advert for a film) flash up on the screen. I’m in shock. It reminds me of Daniel Pinchbeck’s book 2012, where he describes how he discovered he was a vehicle for the archetypal God-form Quetzacoatl. I also worked out at this moment that I am 604 months old! 50 is also a jubilee year and a time of spiritual pilgrimage.

I’ve recently been filled with spirit (perhaps to get me through these discoveries), which I think happened over the weekend, after chats with work colleagues and watching part of The Celestine Prophecy. The usual attacks happened, but I’m getting better at stopping them. A vision after one of them suggested that the attack had only taken about a third of the energy (I was shown a bottle 2/3 full and a spirited voice said something like ‘’This is what you have left’’).

Last night I went to bed in a slightly agitated state and heard a voice say something along the lines that he’d been sacked. The headline in the Scotsman was of Alex Salmond sacking Fiona Hyslop. Is that what’s happening to me? If so, why tell me right after I’ve gotten the above information? I’ll keep on going anyway. They’ll have to shoot me now to stop me.

This morning I got

‘Treasure-mont’ (169)
‘Thirty years of age’ (202)

(4/12/09) Doing a list of gematria of the Second Coming yesterday I realised that these are both values for phrases related to the Second Coming. I have a feeling that this has been the case many times in the past. The Intelligence that feeds me these phrases is strongly focussed on the Second Coming.

Jesus was 30 when he began his public ministry. Does this mean I’m about to start mine? This doesn’t gel with me being sacked.

‘Serious breast cancer’ (215)

Is this me too? It makes sense in a way. I also got a question about what was going to happen to my family since I was so late in doing something, presumably ‘ascending’. Perhaps the demonic are getting cleverer in the messages they send me.

I just made another amazing discovery. Adding the ovs of the departure points to the flight numbers gives 1239 + 356 = 1595. But if we add the numbers as individual digits, we get 1239 + 41 = 1280.

The Second Appearing of the Messiah (s) = 1280!

I got this at 3:08 pm.

The Second Appearing of the Messiah (o) = 308!


Got these tonight:

520 + 391 = 911
386 + 525 = 911
600 + 570 = 1170
510 + 660 = 1170
476 + 882 = 1358

Rev. 13:18 is another focal point

153 + 276 + 666 = 1095
Sum Rev 13 numbers = 738
1260 + 666 = 1926 (1322 + 604)
Rev.13:18 is Bible’s 30911th verse.


As I woke up this morning, I was told that I was the Creator of the Annatta (my closest spelling), or perhaps one of them, I’m not sure which. (6/12/09) I googled it and found that ‘anatta’ is a Buddhist term meaning ‘no-self’: there is no permanent self or soul.


Last night I dreamed of a column of screens, showing different scenes. The bottom column had a message for me.

Your mission was accomplished = 328

This seems to tie in with the first message I received through Sharon Wolfe in 2001.

Remember the blue triangle = 238

328 + 238 = 566 = The Cross (s)

Today I dreamed that I spoke to Brian Allen and told him I had another book for him to write (in the dream he had written an entire book about me and the code, rather than the chapter he actually wrote) which would knock the first one into a cocked hat (although I said something like filled hat). Does this mean I am to write the second book I so want to do?


I became a grandfather on the 15th, when Harry William Andrew Downie was born at 10:55 AM, God bless him! Amazingly, Harry is 18392 or 121 x 152 days younger than me, so he was born exactly when God decided! He is 121 x 61 days younger than Louise, who is 121 x 91 days younger than me. That evening I went to the Co-op in Uphall and bought a couple of things. The cost was £2.63 (Messiah (s) = 263). Then I went to the chipshop and spent £7.90.

The date of Harry’s birth - 15/12/09 - is of course significant, as it implies 151 and 209. (26/12/09) Louise was in ward 211 of the Royal Infirmary.


On Christmas Eve, around 9;30PM, I saw two pale orange-red lights in the sky almost direcly above the house - at say about 70 degrees due south. They were perhaps 5 degrees apart. It was cloudy and they were below the clouds. After about 30 seconds one of the lights disappeared into the clouds. The other - which was also witnessed by Fiona’s boyfriend Mark, stayed for at least another minute. This ofcourse is very reminiscent of the craft Karen and I saw on Christams Eve 1992, 2929 days before the new millenium, 29 being the rv of ‘Messiah’. This was the 358th day of the year, 358 being the sv of ‘Moshiach’ in Hebrew.


I am reading How Long Is Now? by Timothy Freke. It’s a great book and I find myself in agreement with most of what he writes. He talks about ‘lucid living’ and being ‘awake’. As I compare his experiences with my own I think that I might also be ‘awake’. As I doze after reading a chapter, with the question of whether or not I am awake on my mind, I see a wall on which the words ‘You’re awake’ are written. This has an ov of 125. On Christmas Eve the car odometer reads 55502 miles. After praying for Harry in the Church of the Immaculate Conception in Bathgate on the 22nd, stopping at all the statues as I walked around the churcvh and meditating on the Stations of the Cross, I had a vision a day or two later of being given a big pot of tea in a white and blue teapot. A voice (female) also told me that it was going to help me because it liked or loved me. I know what this means. I wonder if the two are connected? I’ll try to pray like that again soon.












































Last night at work I heard/saw

You’re speedin’ up = 193

The three initial letters are YSU, equivalent to the Hebrew word Yeshu. I felt an inner ‘fire’, which I’ve had before (last winter) and which always makes me feel a little unstable. Is this my vibrational rate increasing?


The instability has continued, reaching crisis point a few days ago. I feel a little better now, but my head still feels as if it is on fire. I must see this through.

Today I got a vision of a layer of dark chocolates, below which were two layers of white chocolates, almost like pearls or shells (I’ve been eating Terry’s All Gold at BH). The symbolism is obvious and encouraging. I also got the words

The infancy (105) - our sister (144)


After an extended dream last night, which involved repeatedly travelling to a lower realm, I went down one last time. This time I knew I was going somewhere dangerous, and that I had to avoid groups or pairs of people who were travelling along indoor passages (perhaps being controlled or accompanied by others - it was hard to tell). I went into another room, at the

far end of which were shutters. I could hear bright female voices in the room that was on the other side of the shutters. I also suspected there was someone scary around. I decided to risk opening the shutters. When I did so there was a sinister-looking black man on the other side, so tall I could only see the lower half of his face. He handed me a note, which I took before closing the shutter.

I thought at first this might be a message and the man was or represented an angel, but it also occurred to me that the man was me, since I had just posted an application to speak at a new age conference. (13/2/10) I also think it may be a sign that my sombre message is out of tune with the breezy atmosphere at these gatherings.


Dreamed about a week ago, during a particularly difficult time, that I was observing Dr. McCoy and Mr. Spock in a room, possibly in a spaceship, arguing over a patient who was ‘down on the planet’ (I think was meant to be Captain Kirk). McCoy had a magnifying glass and was taking a small black object from Kirk (even though Kirk wasn’t actually in the room - McCoy somehow could fix him). They were being told by a higher authority that they had to work together, because they were three parts of a whole (or something like that). If they couldn[‘t work together they would en masse be transfered somewhere else. I think this was related to my own internal divisions, possibly the conflicts between my emotions and my intellect.

A few nights ago I got

“You’re right - you’re inside.” (290)

This was I think a reference to a recent spiritual dicussion where I suggested that this universe is a kind of jail and that it is ‘within’ God. It also featured the number 290, which is the number of the cottage we eventually picked in the Ireland holiday brochure.

As soon as I resolved to cut down drastically on my drinking things changed internally. My dreams/visions are reflecting this improvement.

Three nights ago I dreamed I was going to a pub in a town/city with Princes Diana. This has alarming implications (see below) but also was a precognition of my visit next day to Louise (who, like Diana, has a son called Harry) and our lunch together.

I dreamed last night that David Hughes (108) was in a car with me. He was an authority figure. I had on greyish trousers and the left trouser leg was covered in sick or something like it. We were supposed to be going somewhere, but I eventually decided, with my growing realisation of how much sick was spilled on my left trouser leg, that I would have to go home and change - at which point I visualised a clean blue pair of jeans I had at home. This has good implications, but may also represent a ‘near miss’ and an indication of how troubled I have recently been.


Recently got:

still eighty percent (227)

This must be a reference to the dream I had in about 2001 (before I found the code). I was watching someone called alister get out of bed then fall to the floor with a heart attack. He then became me and I stood up and went through a door with beads, met a little dog and went up a metallic ramp. I passed a young man who lamented the fact that I hadn’t enjoyed that life. I was in a cafeteria where lots of people were eating. Someone noticed me and suggested I clean my glasses (I think). I suddenly felt out of place and nervous. I went outside (to the east) and saw a man hammering some tubular bells and was told I had an 80/20 chance of success. This was obviously a reference to the code I was about to find.

It’s an enormous relief, after my recent travails, to hear that I am still in with a good chance of success.

Last night I got:

Double the 114 (98)

I’m really struggling to understand that one.


I feel like starting the secnd book today (and it’s an auspicious day for it, given the date numbers!). This is the same idea I had on 28/6/09 (another auspicious date). I still think it could be called The Secret Code, but I’ve also been thinking of The Second Chance (which I got from an entry above) , or The Secret Cypher, or The Code, or The Second Coming, or... well, I’ll think of more.

As a subtitle, I thought of

This book is too Christian for New-Agers, too occult for Christians, too rational for either, too flaky for scientists, was written by a nobody, is addressed to everyone and makes the most ridiculous statement ever claimed as fact. But please read it.



Dreamed I was collecting golf balls in relation to earth I was plowing. I collected 16 balls. I was with people and we were having champagne. I was to pour out from a magnum and Karen handed me an almost empty smaller bottle from which to begin pouring.


This reletes to my finding gematria of divine names in Pascal's triangle: El = 31 and Yah = 15 (difference 16).





Having a hard time with neighbours. We will probably move. Dreamed a couple of nights ago about grandfather and grandmother moving somewhere with litle room and neighbours either side. Seemed to be a comment about current situation and also to death of Uncle Robert today (he looked more like grandfather than anyone else).





Worrying dream a few nights ago about having an enemy: short, pear-shaped goblin-like man. We were standing in Broxburn Band Hall and he accused me of being 6'7''. Told him I was 6'3'' and laughed at him. He then kneeled down in front of one of four entrances, this one entitled 'black magic' and began to pray, which seemed ominous. He then took out an old-fashioned razor and gave it to me. I took off the black safety cap and threw it in the entrance (initially went in the 'white magic' entrance but I moved it). Then saw a female associated with me with shaven head, looking upset. This represents the money being demanded of us by insurance companies (so dream books say). Also suggests the FOS investigation I've started won't go well (7/6/11 – it didn't).


Another 'open door' hypnagogic vision two nights ago (although it was more like voices calling me and it lasted a while). I also saw a group of people against a starry background. My soul group? I think so. One woman with blonde hair was especially noticeable. A strong connection?









First and second comings of Christ?







Self explanatory. A few days ago got something like 'Who'll be the one to born the child?', suggesting there are more than one of us working on this.







Not sure what this mean but I hope it's not a rejection.


Just realised I sometimes get related messages separated by huge spans of time. In Nov. 2003 got




Last year got




I think they are related, especially since the first is numerical equal to THE EARTH IS A PRIISON. They sum to 333.





Got, as I awakened




This is a reference to a passage I'd been reading in The ET/Human Link by Dana Redfield, about soft spots in our consciousness where higher consciousness can penetrate with info. There is more info. Encoded here. Same voice that said 'The Muggle'll still be mine'?


Then, a few moments later, got:




Seems to be a countdown. July 2012?


1/7/2012 is 4200 days into 3rd millennium and 19321 days after my birth (139^2).





A few days ago got a dream where I was signing my name against the word TEACHER, but struggling. I managed, though. Interesting. I am a teacher of sorts, but it's not easy.


Last night got




Could God, or our relationship with him, have changed?


I also had a very vivid dream where I kept meeting dead people. George Harrison was one. Adolph Hitler was another. I was in an airplane (OBE?) and Hitler was sitting beside me. He seemed very puropseful and politely asked when I was born (I told him 1959, 14 years after he died). Then he told me I had to think big if I wanted my plans to be realised. I had to plan on a huge, or world, scale if I wanted them to take off at all. Hitler of course thought very big and was successful for a time. Hitler was of course The Father, so I think this was God speaking. Adolph Hitler = 110, so I think this had to be about the code. This dream also had an astral-projection feel to it.





Still stunned by this as I write. I was in the BBC in Broxburn, talking to two formally attired men. Then I became lucid and asked them who they were. The first answered Roth(e)schild (= 121 = antichrist). The second said something I can't recall but which was demonic. They were both demonic and didn't like the fact that I'd woken up. I ran out the door as the demon through a knife at me. Then I was in a house when I noticed a thick fog outside. There was dirty snow falling a nd lying a couple of inches deep (today the big news is a volcanic eruption in Iceland, the ash from which is drifting over us – it's also supposed to snow soon).


I walked through this snow in a locale like Uphall woods when I came across another astral realm, which had a good feel about it. It had an access code I couldn't work out, but I was let in anyway. I was still lucid and when asked what I was doing there by one of the 'receptionists' (young, Christia types) answered 'I must be dead or out of body'. Then I asked which religion was best. Someone answered 'Buddhism holds up well'. He looked Tibetan and I challenged him that he'd only said that because of his origin, but he said that he was a Christian.


Then I toured the realm and saw people engaging in many activities. I asked if they ever slept but they said they never did. Then I noticed people who were part-real part-cartoon. The cartoon part was very detailed, but mostly white. One person had half of his face as a cartoon (I recently watched The Menagerie). Another person's torso was cartoon ( I can think of no explanation in my recent life for that). I asked them why they were like tat but they didn't know. It seemed to make them sad to be reminded of this fact so I eft and woke up. There was very high energy in this dream/astral projection, which left me awestruck for days. I actually woke up or had a false awakening in the middle of the experience then went back into it.


I had a dream two nights ago about being Scooby Doo in Fife with three humans (there was snow again) and trying to rescue my master. He needed me and I fouled up without him, but together we were succesful. Obvious meaning. Scooby = 79


Last night told




Interesting and slightly disturbing.





A lot has happened. Two days ago got






Got a lot of information whilst in hypnagogic state. For instance,








This depressed me. However, Mike Sherlock had a dream yesterday. He woke up (in the dream) in hospital bed in a room where everything was white. A posh man next to him was looking out of a window and was covered in blood. He asked if the man had sexually attacked him but the man said he had gotten it wrong. They had both been riding a motorbike but had crashed. Then Mike noticed he too was covered in blood. The man said tey had to wait here until God decided what to do with them. Mike then woke up at 4:29PM.


I think the posh man was me and this was about the 2nd Coming.





Saw '689' this morning. 13 x 53 but no idea what its significance is.


I had a dream yesterday about looking at a house I wanted to buy numbered 119 and up a bit from house we nearly moved to (written 7/6/11). Beautiful on inside but bad view and in a block where every other house demolished. Seemed quite exposed.


In another dream I came down to the ground in Uphall woods from the treetops by holding onto branches (which seemed risky but I went ahead regardless) and gently lowering myself by putting my weight on them and letting them bend. Once on the ground I climbed up onto the street (there was a cemetery for pets, below one for people). I think I then repeated it then when on the ground I saw the words in red THIS, THIS GOOD PAINTING. I hope this is a refernce to my 9/11 Cube Article for Reality Sandwich.





I'm getting my article published on Reality Sandwich (a big score for me, as it features some major thinkers). I finished it on 15/5/10, the day Harry was 5 months old. I am 50 and there were 11 illustrations and 5 notes.


(28/5/10) On 14/5/10 the odometer read 61866. Next morning, after I found out the article was going to be published, ti read 61888.


Last night had a dream in which I was killed, then dreamed I was a chinese or Japanese pupil in a class of mainly Jewish pupils at a Jewish school. Iduring the dream I recalled that I'd had it earlier in the night.


As I woke up, got NEEDED AGGRESSION (151)


This came across like a revelation about the purpose of my lifeand I think answered a question I posed long ago, after another communication, when I was told I was here to 'gain a tone'.


Much earlier I got STAND RESERVE (141)


I'm not sure what this means (standing reserve?, reserve a copy of a paper on a newstand?) but it may have to do with Reality Sandwich.


Karen dreamed last night that Kilroy-Silk was dead, which Terry Wogan and Graham Norton told here.


Mike Sherlock dreamed he was asked by two well-built characters (one with dark hair/Scotland shirt (No. 9) – Mike thinks this could have been me), the other, who was smaller and fairer with an Ireland shirt (no.11) – I think this might have been Mike) to join their 'dance group' at the golf course next to Gullane. There were lots of numbers in the dream, such as 17, 15, 9, 11, 171, 177 (or 175), and 20. There was a new law that meant Mike had to be 17 ½ stone instead of the 17 stone or 17 st 1 lb he weighed. The dark haired man was 17 ½ stone (the ½ stone on his shoulders) but was now to be 17 stone.


I had a dream last week where I was told that Liam Neeson had fought or been in action until he was 51.





Dreamed Harry was 1 and I was 51 (151). He was now aware he was a seperate person.


Big dream about long spaceship with different compartments. An enemy shiip drew alongside, trying to mimic it. One of ships turned into shark which swallowed me and a partner, taking us north. We waited until we could escape, related to shark snapping at a pike. It regurgitated us (Jonah) and we jumped onto the shore to escape. We were in north of Scotland at a fishing ahrbour. A black journalist was in a cubical (Daniel Pinchbeck? 9/11 Cube article?) and I showed him the shark which was now a giant gecko, but slipped into water again. Then I was lying on a grass verge next to a fence. On the other side was some papers I'd put there for safe keeping. One showed years 2001 to 2005, with a gap then 2005 to 2010. Next to second group of years was 'preparing to exit'. Second paper had four different years. Base year (a few yeasr ago) showed global warming at 0. Present year showed it at 1100. Third year (2368 or 2386 (JC) showed about 386 000 000. The last year, about 200 years later, showed 750 000 000. I think this might be a reference to New Bible Code (I hope so anyway), showing it will one day be widely recognised. Global warming may refer to spiritual temperature. Then in dialogue with higher consciousness and worrying if anything bad I'd thought or done counted against me, but assured that only 'gift thoughts' (141) count.


New PIN number gematria of God in Hebrew and English!


Two days ago was told that I will go into a chamber when I pass over. Also got 'two thirds of a month' around same time.





Got picture of road to Swift Brae with words ROAD CLOSED>


Woke up with confident voice saying GRAVITY NOW (154). Came down an octave in speaking, so about SC and also refers to my first house (21) and first mention of Immanuel (7:14). Interesting and awesome in implications.


Two nights ago got REBEL and THE UNWORTHY, with vision of bodies lying around. Also got TRY AGAIN. Could be about article or about me coming back.


Dreamed last nigth I threw Turkish couple out of house and travelling people in back garden. David Crookston was with me. We weren't speaking at first but eventually did. Good sign after dream when man with broken nose from Care Shelter kicked Chris (CS) out of a crowd I was part of (Chris was Christ and was more colourful than rest of us). Then we went into the man's toilet. Was careful around him but he seemed timid (shadow?). This had me worried. Couple of days ago had a dream about Mick Jagger, who was also a toilet seat, sayinh YOUR TOILET SANK (I think). Also got THE MONSTER IS DEAD (or DESTROYED).




Dreamed of Andrew Eelbeck last night. We were in a bus headed east along Broxburn Main Street. Religious theme, involving standard v unorthodox beliefs. This is probably third Christ dream I've ad in a row.


Lying in bed today got at 5:00pm, ANTICIPATED IN ABOUT TEN MINUTES, I THINK. This from a high, childlike voice.




Got JOSEPH CHOOSES YOU (218), this morning. Got vision of teapot filled with mouldy teabags and tea. Not good.


Louise and I saw a dust devil yesterday afternoon at Freeland Avenue. Also saw two cars soon after with 738 and 391. Wondered if this was a sign. Yesterday was 3443 days into 3rd Mill.




Yesterday voice said GREAT IS HARRY'S PAST. Interesting!




Last night got A'VE JIST SLAMMED DORS. Refers to trouble with a resident at BH and my own failings.




Got WRECK HIS BARE BONES. WE WERE DISAPPOINTED SO and other communications. Very negative, so prayed, then got I STILL CAN.








Stopped Sertraline and this has boosted my visions.


Met Kathryn LeCorre and Karen Gush. Kathryn was told I was a 'key' to understanding modern events.


About Pascal's triangle codes I was working on (in Donegal)




The missing letters may imply I am supposed to supply missing words and/or letters to find even more info.




Dreamed Ewan MacGregor (Ob Wan Kenobi) offered me a new job. He wanted to ask me about my BP years. We were in a lecture theatre east of Broxburn. The job (shown earlier in dream) was scientific, involving growing new potato strains. Just before I met EM I saw Jim Powers (BP).




Asked what my 'power animal' was. Got




Is the NBC the pearl? Or is it my inner Christ? Or the SC?


A few days ago got


WHO AM I? (69)


69 is combined value of YHVH (Heb.)




Two crop circles in Danebury Hill and Cley Hill (6/7 and 9/7) seem to be connected to 9/11 Cube! They depict cube of 3 and 19 units left when corners removed or 3 strikes through central axes.


The dates are 3474 and 3477 days into 3rd Mill. Two hills represent duality/Towers.


Last night dreammy 'mother' was congratulated for doing better than anyone else. Best I can put it. More a mission than a competition.




Another crop circle – two which summed to Christ-like face on 30th. 3498 days into 3rd Mill.


While using Revelations CD saw Harry-like face smiling at me. Experience of divine grace. Next day heard something like




Ov 630. Feels like I made connection to higher self and been trying to 'let go' more.




Last night got




Interesting. Could have been satanic consciousness that created universe and is dreaming us – or could have been God. Was beginning to read Your Immortal Reality.


Got another glimpse of blue blob I once saw (my soul?).




Last night got




Karen Gush thought this meant Bride of Christ – and she may be right.


Also got rerun of light bulb/fire scenario. I had been worrying abput whether to include this in story The Key (not published by RS). On going to sleep in basement heard LIGHTBULB and two taps. Fire alarm sounded a few minutes later. Was from flat 4 but, mysteriously, no alarm was activated.




Got the worrying advice




Also includes ovs of letters of GOD in no. of letters.




Dreamed I was offered a job by man who phoned my mobile. I had just woken up (may have spiritual meaning) but Karen took it, because I was only getting partial reception. The job was as a scientist. Later, heard




As I was working on my second RS article, and after asking if it needed further work, got




suggesting my website also needed work, and




I've had some amazing dreams, recently. In one there was a realm outside God's kingdom, where 'light was dark and dark was light'. This must be related to me starting ACIM again. I went there: it was hell-like and very hot. There were small, almost mechanical aliens, who seemed happy with their lot. A fish appeared and lovingly wrapped itself around the neck of one, which fried it. Obvious implications.


A couple of nights later dreamed a mostly-white cat was being attacked by a darker, tortoishell cat, which was smaller and eventually said 'Oh I give up'. Then heard


JUNIOR: SHE GOES (165 = Resurrection)


Dreamed Margaret McCaw had vacated her office and gone to England to work. I felt this gave me more freedom but also that I had disgraced myself, as if I had bullied her into going.


The night after dreamed there was an immense flood in Uphall – worst ever. Debbie McKenzie was in house and going to leave but told her to stay as she wouldn't be able to drive home (I had tried to go west but car cut out in Uphall). Ethel appeared at door, to give Fiona engagement present. Thers in house too, as if we were giving a party. Neighbours outside congratulated us on beautiful baby grandson. Flood can be symbolic of HS.


Dreamed was in Broxburn in winter and temp. dropped to -31C, because conditions were ideal, which I seemed happy about.




Dreamed a fortnight ago that I was in a lab where experiments were going on. I opened a jar where a tiny pink man was partially immersed in some kind of caustic fluid. I decided it was high time he was taken out as he was suffering badly. A woman (a bit like Gail Callaghan) said that it wasn't her idea to do this experiment. Am I the pink man?




A few weeks ago got:




This seems like the separation from God spoken of in ACIM. This would be the Fall/expulsion from Eden. (As I rewrote this into my Macbook Pro the cursor dropped down half a page – I'm not sure if it was a sign or not but the timing was perfect - which seemed to be a demonstration of what happened then!).




The Big Bang (s) = 291, which is 162 inverted.


A few days ago got:




which seems like a comment on my current state. John = 47 = beast . John he's = 79 = William.




Had an interesting experience during the night. I found that I could 'rise' into my (eyes-closed) visual field by an act of will, which made me quite dizzy. I breathed a bit harded to keep me grounded. The rise may have been dimensional – it was not my body! Later I came out of it and had a vision of falling down. I also had a vision of a dark cat trying to claw up into a white cat, which was preening itself unconcernedly and sitting on the window-sill outside our livingroom. I think it's meant to be the other way around – the white cat descending into the dark one.


Currently reading EE Brooks. Kathryn and Karen (who I had accurate visions of a couple of months ago) put me on to him.


Last week Louise moved into her flat, Fiona moved into her flat and we sold our house and bought another. A sign?




A few nights ago I was shown in a hypnagogic vision my next life. I am to be a female who rebels against her parents as a teenager, whereupon something, possibly bad, happens to her. I was shown her. She is prettyish, has long, fair hair and, although she is smiling, has mixed emotions. I don't know whether to believe this or not: I was previously told I wasn't coming back.


I had a dream where I was a handsome, dark-haired man, looking in a mirror. Then I was asked if I had to go to the Moon 2000 times (this could have referred to reincarnation or OBEs). I was shown a pair of brown, suede shoes. Later I had a UFO dream, where I was shown alien fruits outside the Halfway House.




A few weeks ago got:


DREADFUL MOMENT (71, 80 = 151)


This was while I was reading ACIM and I think it relates to the 'moment of separation' and perhaps my own thoughts at the time (see 21/9/10).


Last night dreamed my father came to me. This was very realistic dream. I grabbed him in surprise and amazement and looked closely at his face. Behind him was a smaller man with a face like Jacob Marley in Scrooged (decaying) or like the Bruce's father in Braveheart. I didn;t get the sense he was vil. My father then asked me if I was 'ready' ('are you ready?') and said 'it' would happen at 8:30 or 9:00 AM. He was holding my wrists and looking at them as he said that. I confirmed I was ready and told him I loved him. This reminded me of a dream I had (25/5/09).




place (East Calder?) associated with Kevin Saxby. I noticed cobwebs on me, then saw a black, poisonous-looking spider. Dougie Paterson, who was there, said 'Prophecies' to me then seemed to make the spider swing towards me.


PROPHECIES (o) = 114 = God © = September 11 (o)


I think this might have been a warning to get working on the code again and concentrate on biblical prophecies of 9/11.




A couple of nights ago got




296 surrounds cube 216 to make cube 512 (8 x 8 x 8).






Couple of weeks ago got




Reference to the scalet thread running through the Bible. I had spent too much time on forum arguing with atheists.




Got key to the house on 29/10/10. Got the call to go to solicitors when we were in queuein Scotmid across the road. Reminded me of incidents with man and girl in Scotmid in 1998/99.




Some interesting dreams lately. Just before I moved to Tarbrax I had one where I was driving on a motorbike to Tarbrax, through Currie and I had to make my way through junctions, past roadworks and along unfamiliar roads. There was the threat of snow and I think when I eventually got to Tarbrax the snow was deep.


I had another around the same time where we were in Currie (through which I pass on my way to work) and eventually went mountaineering there, as there were huge mountains around Currie.


Last night I heard


I'M THE DEVIL. DO YOU BELIEVE IN ME? (107, 181, 288)


This seems ambiguous, given the gematria.





Got the following, a couple of nights ago:








198 + 193 = 391





Two inches of snow and temp of 16F this morning. Pipes now frozen.


Last night (at BH) I had a fascinating and, I think, important dream which I can barely recall now. It was about creatures who were migrating north (towards God) and which were then saved, or told the truth. The movement was due to magnetic attraction. There were twins (tiny, humanoid and black, almost like golliwogs) which were the incarnation of a person or spirit who came to save or help someone – who had told this person this after they accused the spirit of not coming to help them. There was also a battle involving a kind of army which suffered losses then had to regroup.





I had a disturbing dream last night of a dog with the head of a human controlled by a man who was hiding underneath it. The dogman had once been a person (its past was visible to me as a picture on the collar on which the head was positioned) and I was weeping with anguish over its wretched state. The man then killed the dogman by sticking something down its throat and I then did the same to the man. The message of this dream is obvious, disturbing and highly motivating.


Leith has three inches of wet snow. After I heard a voice telling me yesterday that there would be 'more than a few inches', we got about eight inches of snow overnight. Broxburn also has eight inches and West Calder has a foot. Temperatures ranged from 34F in Leith to 26F in Tarbrax.




This is rapidly becoming the worst snow event in living memory. We had another six inches overnight and about two or three inches more today. West Lothian has even greater snow depths, I was told today.


which I assume means I'll definitely be asked to do the Dundee shelter in January. Andy Murray asked me a month ago if I would do it and I agreed. (16/2/11) It didn't happen and now I'm asking management why. Perhaps the words Dundee She mean something else, the fact that the shelter was on my mind giving my higher self those words to use.





Another four inches of snow fell overnight and a couple more inches fell today. We have at least 18 inches of snow – it would probably have been more except the wind has been blowing it around and compacting it somewhat – and can now look forward to intense frost, as high pressure slips down from the north. The Met Office think the British all-time low record temperature may be broken tomorrow night, wth some highland glens in line for -25 to -30C.


Given that winter has barely started I wonder if this is a taste of winters to come. The jet stream has buckled intoa horseshoe shape and this may be linked to a weakening of the NAD, a scenario the Master of the Key predicted on 6/6/98 in the Key. Of course we are also in year 15 of the 16-18 year cycle of cold winters, so it may be that we are due a run of cold ones, but it's very extreme weather for so early in the season and follows a very cold winter, itself remarkable for a month-long cold snap. Interesting times.


Last night I got several communications. I wrote down two of them:






The two ovs are spectacular and obviously concern the Second Coming.


The number of letters, words and the ovs of the initial letters are also spectacular. I must get down again to working on the code. I may be squandering the greatest opportunity of my existence by giving up too easily. But how to I proceed?



We had another six inches of snow two days ago, which effectively snowed us in. Today a snowplow came through, so we can get out again, so it's back to work tonight. Max. temperature for the last two days was -9C. I heard it got to -16 last night. Temp. at 4:00PM was -11C.



A couple of days ago I asked if I could get better information, as I sometimes find the cryptic clues hard to understand. Eventually I got my reply:




This was spoken in a petulant voice by Diane Chambers (Cheers). Actress Shelley Long was notoriously difficult to work with and I, like her, am an actor playing a role, so this seemed like a rather sharp suggestion that I improve my spiritual seeing.



Yesterday was Harry's 1st birthday. We woke up to hear Human by the Killers the very song playing when he was born.


This morning I heard something like




If this is the correct wording (I'm far from sure about 'a final' and I thought the original ov was 317, although that could be wrong, as I did it in my head), it would relate to something I was told nine years ago:




The voice was the same, the 'wise child' I see as my higher self. Starting with 'just' is possibly a reference to the Jewish concepts of the justice and mercy of God, which might suggest I've almost finished being tested! I was using the word 'justice' a lot yesterday. (22/5/11 - this test could have been the incident with our neighbours, where we were threatened but didn't buckle).





Last night got


ONLY YOU CAN DAE (DAY) IT (184 (204))


The second seems more likely because of the gematria and because of the connotations of bringing the code into the light of day.


This probably refers to the code (1279 – 184 = 1095), but it could also mean allowing the HS into my life. I have decded to cut down drastically on my drinking so I can more clearly hear my guidance, which should help my work on the code too.



Heard the name George Kennedy last night. I also woke up with the Barbera Dickson version (in 4/4 time) of 'Answer Me' in my head.



I've had some very disturbing dreams recently and last night was no exception. I woke up wondering if I've blown it and been dropped. I said a prayer asking to be allowed to continue and got





These reminded me of AW, who I do not want to contatc again, although I would if that was what was wanted.


I was also unsure about whether 'they' want me to do another book (which I've started) or continue with the website. I asked for a clear sign from them. This afternoon Louise phoned me aftr I'd visited her to say that Lee Blackburn had just phoned out of the blue to ask whether he could read my first book. Louise told him a little about it a few days ago. That's enough confirmation for me!



A few weeks ago I had a dream where I was in New York and went into a skyscraper near the top floor to meet a dark-haired woman who was called Flo Shapiro. She was busy working in a huge office, along with many others. We went for a walk and discussed her interviewing me or working with me (she kissed me at one point). I asked her if she wanted to go with me and do something long term but ashe said she was too busy. We were in a kind of plaza about a half mile above ground. (8/7/12 - this probably refers to the fact that I got the help of Susan Mears in publishing the book, but that she declined to be my agent long term).


In a vision just after that I was told






Both vision and dream seemed to be about the book I'm writing.


Last night I had a vivid dream about working in a laboratory where some kind of sauce was being prepared. We were in competition with other laboratories. The sauce was red with a geeen vegetable in it (cube 125/343?). Our product was chosen, which delighted my new boss, who was Japanese, with short, dark hair. She kissed me. Then I dreamed I was in the Royal Mile and went to an exclusive club there. The place was called “Dug...” (I can't recall the rest but it was three or four words). Then I managed to sing a tune in a competition. It was difficult to do that and all I managed was to get the rythm. I think I stopped at one point and started again. The competitor before me got 6 and I expected to do worse, maybe a 4. But I actually got a 7. Then they gave me an extra point becase I had 'asked for help'. This has to be about the book. I've just finished chapter 7 and started work on chater 8 today. Asking for help might be a reference to the readers I've organised, or it could be spiritual help requested in prayer, or some other help.



After the barney with the Rajs next door I was lying in BH, fuming over the situation when I saw




Was that a warning not to do anything illegal (I was thinking dark thoughts)? Or a tip-off? Last night I had an encouraging dream about this situation (male dog that turned female), after making a few enquiries. I was also told to have 'complete compassion', presumably for them.(4/5/11 – the troublesome neighbours went a week or so after this).


In a recent dream I was looking down on a country like the USA. There were various states, one of which was 'Nick's'. This must be our universe.



Osama bin Laden was killed by US troops on 1/5/11 (1.00AM on 2/5/11 Pakistan time). I think I got a warning of that a day or two before when I heard




Of course, the timing is perfect, because 1/5/11 was the day of JPII's beatification, and the most encoded day I've ever come across.




I have been on the point of changing the ending of my book (currently called The Secret Code) to say that bin Laden was also an incarnation of JC. I asked for a sign and got


  1. NO

  2. ...(these were unclear)


The sv of his full name is 1415, which gives the ovs of the letters NO. A later hypnagogic vision I can't recall now said something similar. My dream/vision of 2001/2 where bin Laden or Christ appeared before a European man was the reason I wasn't sure.


I also had a terrible nightmarish dream two nights ago that ended in a boy (me, I think) being executed. Maybe I'm Hector's son, then, rather than bin Laden. I asked what to do to change and had a flash of light, a white disc with 76 inside. Yesterday, while out driving, I saw a house in Carstairs (which has a prison) which was no. 76 – the number was black on a white background.


In an interesting dream last week (in Belfast) I was in deepest Dedridge, Livingston, lost and trying to find my way somewhere. I eventually saw that this was another gnostic dream about this universe (Dedridge/dead, Livingston/living).




A few nights ago I dream about my cousin George being injured (he actually had been, badly) and standing over what looked like a bath. There was muck in it because of his injuries and I found gold and silver coins, saying, 'where there's muck, there's brass'. Next day (19th, I think) I made what might possibly be the last major find I'll make, lining up 9/11 with the sacrifices on the Day of Atonement. It was simpler than I'd imagined, as usual.





Dreamed today Harry was 1 and I was 51 (151). He was now aware that he was a separate person. Also dreamed about a group of Glasgow thugs who were running through Grangemouth looking for a woman. I gathered together a gang to fight them but in the fight I got beaten up.


Big dream yesterday about a spaceship with different compartments. An enemy ship drew aside, looking to mimic it. Then one ship turned into a shark which swallowed me and a partner. Then it swam quickly along a sea/river, taking us north. We waited until we had an opportunity to escape, related to the shark snapping at a pike. Eventually it regurgitated us and we jumped onto the shore to escape (a clear analogy to Jonah). We were in the North of Scotland and I was at a fishing harbour. A black journalist was at a cubicle (possibly Pinchbeck/The 9/11 Cube) and I showed him a shark which had left the water and now looked like a giant gecko) but slipped into the water again. It was grey and white and about 30 ft long. I was then lying on a grass verge next to a fence, the other side of which were some papers I 'd put for safe keeping. One showed the years 2001-2005 with a gap then 2005-2010. Next to the second group of years was 'preparing to exit'.The second paper I picked up had four different years. The 'base' year (a few years in the past) showed global warming at '0'.The present year had it at '1100'. The third year (2368 or 2386 – an obvious ref. To JC) showed about 386000000). The last year, about 200 years further on, showed about 750000000. I think this might be a ref. To the New Bible Code, showing how it will eventualy be widely recognised. 'Global warming' refers to the spiritual temperature., I think. Afterwards I was in a dialogue with higher consciousness and wondering if anything bad I'd thought or done counted against me, but was assured that only the 'gift thoughts' (141) count.


My new PIN no. is the gematria of God in Hebrew and English!


A few nights ago had a vision of someone preparing a big white sheet, then saw Uncle John saying 'Saturday Night' in a leering tone.


Two days ago I was told that I will go into a chamber after I pass over (the tunnel?). I also got 'two thirds of a month' (a month = 71 = God) around the same time.





The Psi File
















Last night, I got
















I think this is asking why I haven't joined them yet. Interestingly, I wasn't really in the hypnagogic state when I heard it (in the Bethany office), although it was faint. I also got
































Good signs, since I'm now going 'all out' to finish my 'assignment' and give birth to the new book and new website. The first referred to the manuscript, the second to the treasure chest analogy I use in the book.




































I wonder if I should put my soul's ET origin in the book.








Since I'm aiming to finish the manuscript for publication tonight (although of course there will be more added later, no doubt) and since this is 29/5, I wonder if this is the 'baby' I was told about in 2004, this being it's 'birthdate'.




















I had a hypnagogic vision of a manservant at a window or similar opening, with a wig and dressed in eighteenth Century garb. It was white, I think. He showed me the number 233 (the Lord Jesus Christ). There was a very good feeling about the vision.




















(recorded 12/6) Finlay Andrew Peden was born yesterday morning at 12:14 AM. He's a lovely and obviously bright boy. The elevens continue!




















Saw a yellow road sign in a vision (it was on the left of the road, which was at 'the beeches' near Tarbrax). It said something about the code or 9/11 but I couldn't make it out. Then saw a white road sign in a later vision (this was on the right (north) side of the road, which was interesting). I could make this one out. It said WELL (ON) 9/11 DONE. Not sure whether it was 'on' but the WD was me, of course. This is very encouraging. The white/yellow signs either side of the road suggest the three lights I saw in my April 1998 vision. Could the yellow lights have come from an astral realm this side of the Door? Is only the white light of God?




















Last night I googled '11:11' and went onto a website about the Midwayers. A few seconds after I read on the homepage that they need to be verbally asked for help and that they have a special affinity for electrical equipment, the office telephone rang twice. The time on the computer was 11:11PM. I went onto the '11:11' forum (I'm already a member from 2004) and told them about it. I also realised that 25/6/11 is the 176th (11 x 16) day of 2011 and the 3828th day since the start of the millennium.








I also verbally asked for help with my thoughts. Later, in the goldfish bowl, I was told
















which I think was advice not to retaliate when I feel under spiritual attack. I'm going to try it.




















Lots of interesting yet often disturbing dreams recently. In one, I was working at Unico when Claire-Louise told me I had 'no, no, no time left'. There were three letters, one of which was C and I was on the cusp or edge at the middle of the letter.








In another I was at a long table in a hall with my 'family'. At the next table down Claire-Louise was sitting in the same position as me, with her family.








I had a possible sign yesterday (11/7/11). I was driving home from work when the CD, which was stuck (although I didn't know it), briefly played a note at 5:15 (Jesus), then got stuck again, then played another note at 5:16 (the Appearing), then got stuck again.








Last night I dreamed I was too smart for the menial job I was doing, as I explained to a woman about the difference between the transference of heat by radiation and by diffusion. An asian man told me I was an Einstein and should be doing something far more challenging. He was working on an asian pop tune and I told him to work on an off-beat rythmn, such as counterpoint. We were slightly north of Broxburn, around Kirkliston.








I had a brief hypnagogic vision of a dust storm approaching (based on recent footage of a storm in Phoenix). I wonder what's ahead.




















This morning I got
















This has got me worried and thinking I must join soon. This afternoon I got
















When I asked how I could join with God (I also asked a few times this morning) I got




























This morning got
















Which is a good sign, I think.








A few days ago I got some health advice:
















which I think means take six cranberries every night. Looking them up I saw that they have excellent health benefits, including protection from ulcers and urinary infections. They're hard to come by at this time of year, so I'll have a look for them in a big supermarket next week.








The same night I got another ACIM-related message.
















The word 'out' was emphasised, so the meaning is obvious. How do I stop dreaming, though? I don't feel as if I'm being determined about it.




















Heard a female voice, saying
















This was about the book, as I'd ended this morning at work by inserting an apostrophe (Yud) into the word 'its' in chapter 12, then considered it complete.








I tinkered around a little again tonight, then heard a male voice say
















which sounded bad. Perhaps I should go back to the earlier version. The change I made was about Osama bin Laden representing Satan (Rev. 13:18), so maybe that's off. (15/8/11) I've changed it back, although I've also made a few other changes, mostly additions.




















Vivid dream about being in a city (Paris, I think). I had left the white van I was driving and had to return for it (a woman had hired it to me – some female comediennes then arrived in a car to this district). I got the car (which had originally been in Freeland Avenue) and tried to drive it, but there was too much traffic and I abandoned it somewhere in Cardross, which then became Paris. In returning for the van I found myself in a passageway through a building. A young boy was there too. At one point I found myself in a room with Stuart, discussing dad's relationship with Andrew and me. I climbed stairs which just seemed to stop in mid-air then found a small door raised from the ground with another door behind it (familiar now from double door dream in my childhood). The second door seemed derelict and unopenable, but then I recalled that I'd opened it before (2nd coming ref.? ACIM?) and did so. There was a big drop and a frozen landscape ahead. Then I saw a sign to the left of the door saying The Unusual Key. Press. I found a ring near it and pressed it and the entire landscape changed from black-and-white to colour – it seemed to warm up. I dropped to the ground and hid because the small boy was right behind me. But he saw the open door and jumped out in front of me. Then, as I was waking up, a voice told me that this was the ninth case. If it was to manifest or incarnate again it would be in Ireland (ire?) and I would be taken there. The numinous dream atmosphere lingered for hours after I woke up, before my usual state of consciousness returned.








This suggests a lot of interesting possibilities. Am I a kind of detective or sniffer dog (as I was once shown)? Was the key a reference to the key to the code? Does my finding the code mean that things will be different in future for mankind? Does the boy represent my animal self or shadow side? This also recalls a dream I had around Karen's 40th birthday, where I was being chased through a door and made it through but my pursuer also got through. I was in what looked like an advanced alien spaceship, with a very secure feeling.




















I'm going to add here some communications I got in the past but wrote on scraps of paper or in my wallet or in book flaps and may not have transferred to this diary. I'll give dates where known.








(January 2011 (approx.))
















LIKEWISE, NEVER BEEN SEEN BEFORE (277 = the manifestation of Christ (o))








CAN'T TELL YOU HOW IMPORTANT ALL THIS IS (429 = the Second Coming of our Lord Jesus Christ (o))
























No. letters above = 71 = God (s). I think I got this while I was wondering why I didn't seem to fit in anywhere.








































This was obviously a comment on my usual state of mind. Then got:
















Got this along with a vision of Christ on the Cross.
















THIS IS CRUCIFIED (162 and 4, 2, 9 letters)




















A few days ago got
















The word was only partly formed, as if Christ's arrival was not yet fully manifested.








Last night had a horrible vision of two withered breasts then the words




























Had two visions today of a smoothly-flowing river. I seemed to be travelling along it. After the first I heard the words








FORFEIT YOUR PERSONALITY (296 - Appearance (s) = 296)








The gematria is a hollow cube eight units on a side. This perhaps suggests that on entering heaven (surrounding the universe like hollow cube 296 surrounds the cube of six) you lose your personality, or that you have to give it up to get there.




















I had a vivid dream two nights ago about Angela standing at the kitchen sink in our parents' home, washing dishes and looking very unhappy. She told me (I was in the position of the wise child in my vision of him in Loaninghill Road) she felt all the guilt of the Second World War. Mum was behind her saying something I can't recall but which added to Angela's statement. I immediately knew what she needed and went to find Brian Weiss's Through Time Into Healing. After looking for it on a strange looking bookshelf (more like CD racks), beside which Angela's friend Theresa was sitting (I told Theresa she could use my Macbook but she said she would use Karen's laptop), I found the book under water in a basin and gave it to her, saying 'You need past life therapy.' The book was green (as it is in real life) but had a golden CD pictured on the cover.








Adding this to Maggie's reading of several years ago, telling me I was a general who fought a great battle and lost many men, along with the dream I had (and which the reading referred to) about being a commanding officer in WW1, and the spiritualist medium who told me she saw a man in army uniform standing behind me, I think Angela was me and the dream was telling me that I need past life therapy. I have contacted a therapist and hope to see her soon. This doesn't seem like wish-fulfillment because I have been considering the entheogen route, and had just made up my mind to get some psilocybin truffles.








After the dream I was told something like my team was fighting another, but because the other team had 'Ducker' in it, the 'ever watching' ones had noticed and my team had lost, or something like that. The man saying this was standing in the Unico lab at the time and I had for some reason been thinking a lot about people I'd worked with there.








After this I woke up then had a vision of a white cat with a black mark on her head (a comment on my recent spiritual state and not the first) lying by the side of a road. I picked here up and started to carry her across, but fell down a traphole, another worrying comment on my spiritual state. A voice said 'body count's huge', a seeming comment on the dream.








A day or so earlier I had a dream about my brother Stuart driving a car. Another car with registration plate 352515 (Satan/Jesus) bumped into it from behind on the right side. I currently have back pain on the lower-right side.








I was also told, as I awoke:
















This has an ov of 222 and 22/2/12 is almost six months away, 4070 days into the 3rd Millennium and 19191 days after my birth.




































the other night, along with other statements. The morning before, got
















and other negative statements.








I also got a message about a 'singularity' that 'mutated', presumably a reference to the Big Bang again.




















Today got:
















That's duly noted. I must pray more and be more responsible in life. Also








LIKE(D) THE TABLE (110/114)








I'd asked if I should keep the extra material I'd included in the book yesterday evening. I think that means I should keep the bit about my name being encoded in Matthew 1.




















This morning (after a very rough night at BH) I received what seemed to be a perfect coda to my early spiritual experiences and code signs. At the checkout in Lidl, I met Felicity Murrie, who I haven't seen for years. I told her about the book I finished two days ago and reminded her it was 10 years to the day since the Alpha Course's Holy Spirit Weekend (this was 3652 (11 x 332) days). This was two days before I started work on the code, and I finished and uploaded the edited manuscript two days ago (apart from an illustration I finished yesterday), which was beautifully symmetrical. The checkout encounter was meaningful too, reflecting my encounter with the little man and the fact that The Open Door had a service counter, but I received the Holy Spirit across the room, just as I first met the little man in the middle of Scotmid (I was there with Harry just after meeting Felicity). This had also been reflected in my Uphall Scotmid encounter with the girl.








About a week ago I had a dream where I stood at the western end of the Gyle and using thought opened a large glass door, then walked out. I woke up at this point, whereupon I saw the words
















which could have two possible meanings.








I also got
















a day or two later.




















Last night, just before I went to sleep, I got a vision of a blonde female handing me a bunch of keys. She looked unhappy but had to do it.








Last night I dreamed that I was beside something like the union canal, handling large golden balls. They were an alloy. I was shown pure gold, which was slightly crystalline and not suitable for beating into a ball shape. One of the golden balls fell into the canal (it was mud, rather than water) and I think I retrieved it. This could have been a comment on the book, which is code finds 'alloyed' with personal experiences to make the book more readable. A previous dream said much the same thing, with a chocolate-and-cream mouse I was whipping up. I added more whipped cream to lighten it (at the time I was adding a few more personal experiences to the book).








I also dreamed about Karen and I going to a holiday home. We had more than one house. I also dreamed I had the power to make myself invisible. This was an 'occult' power, and I felt it was something I wasn't necessarily supposed to be doing, but I could (by saying 'Ayeh' and passing my hand over my chest from right to left) and used it. I was 'fined' £14 and £11 for doing this, but I felt it wasn't such a bad thing to do. People and locations in Pumpherston were involved in this dream.








I also had a vision on waking up that seemed important but I couldn't quite recall it. It was a word that suggested I should take it easy for the rest of November. A male voice then told me with some exasperation that I should just follow the clues - perhaps the word got mixed up because my own mind interfered with the transmission of the message (Jesus once said that to Helen Schucman when she was scribing ACIM). A couple of nights ago I had visions of sheets of paper with writing on them appearing one after the other, then receding into the distance before I could read them. Perhaps this was a comment on my conscious mind's attempts to control these visions.








I also saw the word DEPTH during these hypnogogic visions, The Depth being God, which confirmed that our route to God is within.




















Got two worrying statements this morning, one after the other.
























This, after a recent vision of my shadow approaching on the other side of a mirror (like the vision in December 2009) and the top three dots on a triangle being shaded in, as well as two recent dreams about a strong weed growing in my garden (my house was the shop in Pumpherston) and (last night) a huge plant growing in my house, which my mother didn't want but accepted and which was colourful and associated with some kind of psychotropic effect.




















I had a frightening dream last night about a group of people being touched by demons and becoming like them. Their faces went from convex to concave, like the demons. One maintained his Christian faith afterwards, which seemed pointless. I also dreamed of being a student and seeing a mathematical puzzle which there was a prize for solving (none of the lecturers could). I was nowhere near prepared to tackle it, but thought I might try. The college first appeared as a private girls school in Edinburgh. I was standing naked outside my car when some of the pupils appeared. That's all I can recall.








Two nights ago I had a very powerful dream about two spiders, one a black widow, which was capturing the other one, to wear it as a jewel round its neck, which I stopped. A woman who looked like Jenny Malcolm then fixed the spider (and lots of other creatures, it seemed) by sticking it to a table with something like white wax, which suffocated it. I then went to the bathroom (this took place in 6 Loaninghill Rd.), which was like a wet room. In it were lots of tall plants, one or two with a few yellow leaves but mostly healthy. they were being continuously watered and were sitting in water, one or two directly on top of an inlet. Could this be my soul group? Could the woman be God or a Monad? She seemed divine. After I woke up my usual uncontrolled thoughts started, but I drifted into the hypnogogic state and heard a female voice saying "That's a bit of a disappointing start". I tried hard to control my thoughts after that.








Three or four nights ago I had a long dream where I was at a brass band contest and, looking to urinate, found a door which opened onto an outside wall. This set off an alarm, which made me feel guilty, and led to me going back to the contest. This has an obvious interpretation.




















Two disturbing (though not surprising) messages:
































Had a dream about being on holiday somewhere milder than home and seeing a weather forecast of a polar low coming straight from the North Pole. It was going to hit us directly as well as hitting home, and was going to give snow.




















A lot has happened recently. I'll try to summarise the most important events.








Last night had an incredible dream about going to a kind of shaman (that's not quite right, but I have no words for it) who told me to look into his eyes a few times and healed me. After this CLM came to me and kissed me. We went into a room but the door slammed and a guard dog caught us (we weren't supposed to be in the building we were in). I woke up and saw it was 4.00 a.m.








This seemed related to a hypnogogic vision I had yesterday afternoon, when I saw








TWO A.M. (72)








FUCK(S) SAKE (77/96)




















A lot (and I mean a lot) has happened in the last few weeks, most of which is in my emails. I'll eventually get them transferred, but I wanted to note a dream I had today. I was descending to earth from a great height. Some force was with me but it then told me I could do the last part on my own, which I did, returning to a house I recognised as mine in the dream, and which had a few elements of this house (e.g., firesticks currently sitting on the hearth were on the roof, like boarding). This was slightly scary, as I could vividly see the Earth's oceans and wasn't sure I could maintain my height. It had some elements of an OBE, rather than a dream.




















Hypnogogic word:
















Am I adopted in some way? Is this the Christian idea of gentiles being adopted sons?








Dreamed that Patrick Moore (= 144) died. I'm sure he is dead in real life. There was also something about him starting something in 1965 in the dream (1965 = 131 x 15). I also heard a voice saying that someone had a year to live. In another dream I was seeing pictures of the weather on my upcoming holiday in three weeks. There were pictures from Sunday 1 April to Thursday 5 April, the weather generally improving. On the picture for Monday 2 April there was a dark cloud with a skull on it. I got the impression it was a prophecy of deaths related to food shortages.




















Missed a lot out over the past six tumultuous weeks. Here are a few words I got over the past few days.
























Very, very worrying, this one. (1/5/12: Could also be The Knesset). I also got something along the lines of 'We did fail', or something like that. This morning, however, got a very positive message, which I can't quite recall, but which suggested I was going to get home.




















Last night, got








JOIN US (88)








There was a button I was supposed to push, but I held back, as I didn't know if 'they' were good or bad. They were good, though, as the gematria shows.




















Finished paying for Fiona's wedding dress today, which may be significant as it is one year from 1/5/11.




























Dreamed I had sold 30 copies of the book already. I was happy in the dream but when I woke up I realised it might be a reference to Judas. I asked if it was God's will that the book be written. Then got








A DEBT (32)




then something like I AM YOU (but not that). Then I had a vision of me leaving the house and there being something like an empty shopping trolley or even a wheelchair lying against the step. This is all very confusing, as the main reason I write the book was because of the vision of two books I had in 2006, the vision saying BEST BOOK I had in about 2008 and also because I was being urged to do something in December 2010 (ONLY YOU CAN DAE IT).




















Dreamed today that I had graduated from college with an HNC (25) in something (NBC?). The certificate printed and I took it. I was telling classmates that it wasn't worth doing an ONC (32). Margaret Paul was there, saying that my version of the book wasn't selling (was she representing the apostle Paul?). I was agreeing that sometimes you just have to read the first two words to know that. I got a level 2 pass in my HNC, except in one area: I got a 1 for "extraordinary mathematical care". I woke up with the song 'Distant Drums' in my head. An extraordinary dream!




















Dreamed at work that I was in a building taking part in some terrible sacrificial ritual, which involved going down a ramp to my death. There was a succession of people before me and the last victim before me was an older woman related to me. I was standing very near the edge of this awful machine and was next to be sacrificed, when I decided I was not going to take part and escaped through a window, running away as the woman shouted that I was a traitor or something like it. It seemed to me that she was mesmerised into believing she should be sacrificed.








(17/5/12) This probably related to a near-confrontation I had with a woman in a supermarket, who had short, dark hair and was crowding me as I was served (another woman had cut in on me as I went to that checkout). The conveyor belts, the woman and the glass doors/windows all fitted, as did the feeling I had that it was a set-up to test me or that I had attracted it to me, because of the anger I felt at Dougi and a few other things that had gone wrong that morning.




















Dreamed last night that Karen and I passed my old house in Uphall, regreting that someone else had it. Then it turned into my parents' house. We headed west towards Uphall (which was slightly different in the dream), then as we headed south to cross the road, I saw a path I'd never noticed before (roughly behind the Boags' house) and which kept us on the north side of the road. We took it.




















Just had a vision of a man shaking my hand as I stood that the doorway of the lounge in flat 5 of BH. I stood there for a long time, as I couldn't figure out if he was good or evil, but I eventually did take his hand. He was tall with a moustache and quite a 'he' man and I think it was related to my letting some very negative feelings I'd just had (relating to being mocked or something similar) just flow through me, instead of reacting..




















In a recent 'driving' dream, I upset Louise then was awarding Fiona some kind of licence to leave an industrial complex in her car. There were three exits, all with a large speed bump to go over. Fiona was just about to leave by an exit to the left of the main exit in the middle and I was going to get a large sign that I would place over the bump at her exit. The main exit already had such a sign. Fiona was a bit out of control and immature, but she was ready to leave.








Last week I had a vision of me carrying Harry along a road out of a dark building into sunlight. A sign at the exit said VICTORY ROAD.




















Dreamed yesterday (25th) that it was 21st/22nd december and I was preparing for something. I was given a very small necklace, with a piece looking as if it was made of pewter or something similar (chthonic type metal, as per email to Kath?). It was broken and I threw it in a box. I was also driving around a housing estate with Steve Collins, when he said he was going to go a route I'd already taken. At the end of the dream it was Christmas Eve and I had the feeling of being on the brink of something.








Made some final discoveries about the code - six encodings each of Pope JPII and OBL in the Genesis Watermark. I'm going to put all my watermark findings down in a series of tables, to be put on my website. These may explain the dream. (29/5/12) The date is very significant; for instance, 391 days after 1/5/11 and 3910 days after 11/9/01. I watched the last episode of Frasier just as I finished these discoveries, the last one being the six encodings of Second Coming (391). I started watching the episode at 5.15 pm and it features a birth and wedding on 5/15. Frasier goes from Seattle to Chicago (SC) to chase the woman he met a few episodes earlier, whose office was room 1510.




















Had a lot of visions as I napped today. One suggested I had spoiled my work.
















That was sad. I asked why but couldn't get much through, except one vision, which confirmed what I feared it might be. Another suggested that the book was not a good idea, as an earlier vision also hinted. It was a personal project for sure, but the website is still ongoing and can be improved.








Another vision showed a left foot the foot of which was engulfed in blackness. This was probably me and the spiritual attack I've been under. A recent dream showed a map of the UK with cold easterly winds along the English channel. It perhaps suggested the same.








The first visions I had though were of me outside what looked like a church. In the first vision I pulled a plug out of the rear of the building, from which a cable ran to the front and inside.




















Yesterday I had a little conversation with God about my life. he told me I was lucky to still be alive (two words, the second one being 'alive' and the first starting with s I think: ov 137). I agreed and then he said he was going to change things so that I would live longer. There was some kind of change and it was done, I believe.








Dreamed yesterday I had buried a man in a blue suit (father? spiritual me?) with a visor for the face and loins, although the loin visor was the wrong way round.




































answered by




























Dreamed last night I went up to Margaret Dunn in the SFS warehouse and said, in reference to a pallet of packaged goods, 'pass'. This seems like a good sign, but ominous in a way too.








Over the last couple of weeks I had some interesting visions, at one point involving white-silhoueted figures cavorting within electric realms.








About an hour after my iboga arrived last week Margaret Ado came to visit me. Interesting synchronicity.




















A couple of nights ago I got something like:




























Two nights ago got
















This might have been related to my question about iboga (how much?). I got more but can't recall it now.












10/7/12 (4.30pm)








My iboga experience is now over (I was told OVER after 16 hours, in fact, but the physical effects are still abating) and can truthfully say it was an ordeal. The unpleasant physical side effects were most of what made it an ordeal but some of the spiritual truths I was given were frightening too. Most of the spiritual side of the experience was pleasant, however. Lots of smiling faces pirouheting by in a slow and stately fashion (several hours of it!) and scenes that could have been from past lives or equally could have been symbolic. One face that will haunt me is the man looking down in horror, within a huge building that could have been a church or even a barn. Soon afterwards, I got another vision of me creeping round a corner within a building, to see a group of figures, but it ended before I had any idea what they were up to. I was often shown the top of a figure or room then taken down to see the floor, or the feet of the figure. One was a large, powerful-looking man, who had some kind of moccasins on. I'm sure I saw dad and Joe. Joe was with lots of other people in a realm that had the number '7' associated with it (seventh heaven? the seventh astral realm?) and dad was looking down from somewhere higher. Jesus looked in on me twice, appearing like the Prince of Peace in Akiane Kramnik's painting. One figure looked demonic, but as soon as I suspected that it shook its head sadly and reemerged from below as a young, innocent boy. A lesson for me there! Near the beginning I was starting to drift into reverie when a voice said: THE CHILDREN ARE TALKING! Obviously the spirit of iboga wanted me to pay attention. In another vision (they were surprisingly faint and usually but not always monochromatic) I saw Audrey, Angela and another woman between them on a bench outside and the other side of the road from where Audrey now stays., The woman in the middle was probably Pauline as she used to live in the block behind the seat (Angela lives on the other side of the road, so the seat was placed to suggest all three). Angela was twice the size of the other two, which may be an indication of her greater spiritual maturity. I saw a woman in black clothes and headdress with a baby. She seemed to be pushing it's head through the wall of a dark-looking building. That was possibly a vision of a hell-like realm. I was called QUASIMADO and I understand that I am insane at some level. Hopefully the iboga will help me here. I was also told that I hadn't gotten my 'jackrabbit' under control, the implication being that I should have by now. I was called a 'traitor' too. Saw an innocent-looking figure (probably me) with an evil Star Wars Emperor-type figure on his back. I was also told by five women looking out of windows a couple of storeys up (the room behind was lit) YOU DON'T HAVE TO DISAPPEAR. YOU CAN COME WITH US AND DO ANYTHING YOU WANT. That was frightening. I saw occasional bursts of flashing lights, and during the night I could see them with eyes open. Also saw something white on the floor, about the size of a pillow, when I went to the bathroom. I thought it was physical but when I went to the bathroom I realised it was another vision. 12/7/12 - No, it was physical! It was a faint light from the smoke alarm on the ceiling. I think I saw a black woman at one point, possibly the spirit of iboga (which I thanked several times for the healing it was providing). I also saw what looked like tiny figures wearing african masks, or perhaps they were aliens. The faces were flat and almond shaped and the bodies tiny. Later in the experience I was shown a figure chopping what looked like my left arm into slices. I seemed to spoil a lot of the visions that sailed down to me. My unwillingness to face what I was seeing or my desire to change the course of the vision would distort it or cause it to fade away. I was shown over and again that my attempts to reverse the course of visions or my own awry thoughts was deadly to me (a skull was shown each time). About eight hours into the experience I heard LAST ORDERS. Presumably if I had any requests I'd better get them in (I didn't have any). At the sixteen hour mark I heard/saw OVER. Just before I woke up this morning I saw myself having emptied the litter bins in the offices, but that the corridor outside had buckets that still needed emptying. That of course means that I still have work to do. The last quarter of the iboga may help there, but I'll extract the indole alkaloids this time. The combination of the taste and texture of the root bark granules is unspeakably awful.




















Dreamed this morning that I had 'changed sides' and was working for Martin McGuinness. He was a 'rebel' fighter, so this is bad news. I also saw a baby with something on its back, like a demonic device, which was severely restricting it's movements. I asked for help from God but was told it wouldn't happen today. Also heard something to the effect that someone wasn't going to be frightened (the demon?). Just before all this heard SHE's GONE! Christ, what do I need to do?




















Last night dreamed about an Egyptian woman with straight, black hair. I couldn't see her eyes, just the upper half of her head. But she was me. Then I saw STARS ON 45 (151). Later, I saw myself in a mirror, looking quite unhappy, then heard (... INSISTENTLY) REFUSE, TO GO BACK (148, 74, 74). I saw then what was going on, and suggested they give me something, which led to a spark of light in my field of vision immediately afterwards.




















Dreamed of a very large spider (like a bird-eating spider) on the wall of a room with lots of clothes in it. It walked into a smaller room I was in, then I saw the leg of another spider sticking up through a clothes rack. The spider dropped down and walked towards the other one, then I saw Libby where the spider had been. A small piece of the end of her tail then fell to the floor. In another dream I was working in the lab at Unico. David F. in a dark suit came in but didn't walk right into the lab. Then I interacted with a senior colleague, who was working with me on something I had to do.








In another dream about the same time I was in a race, which was also connected with brass bands. At the finishing point, which was a concert hall, IF was getting friendly with the Coop, Band, something I commented on to others. This was significant, I think.




















Dreamed I entered a lift which was already pretty full, with about seven people in there. I eventually squeezed in anyway and was taken up. Thereafter I dreamed about being on a bus, with AH kissing me, some women from ARH and Karen. Then I went off on my own somewhere. It seemed important, Karen telling me I looked nice with my scarf and other clothes. Another significant dream.




















Dreamed of watching over two babies as they played in a swimming pool. There were crab-like creatures in the water, mainly near the overflow drains. I scooped one child out of the water. She was a bit like Fiona and was biting one of the crabs. In a later dream I went to the Moon with Harry. Here I was jumping up and down to see if I could jump six times higher (re. the Moon/s gravity being a sixth of earth's), but I could only jump three times higher. I had gotten there by going through a tunnel. A couple of nights ago I had a frightening vision, where I was told that there were three people and one of them had been captured. I heard GOT DAVID.








Took a small dose of iboga liquor an hour or so ago. Definitely made me feel better. I lay down for a nap and had a lovely vision of being on a mountain top in highland-like scenery, then another of someone releasing water, which cascaded into the room below. I also heard
































The second one seemed positive.




















After my second iboga journey on 25/7, I heard a female say JUST BE GOOD. Next morning (I think) I heard a female voice say NOT SUCCESS BUT HEAVEN, which has obvious meaning.




















A vision today of me in my pale blue Focus, snapping towards the gate of the old cemetary, as if I am going to drive into it. Facing south on the right of the gate is a black car.








Dreamed of being upstairs in house and seeing a row of stacked Aero bars (Aero = 39 = angel). There are about 40 bars and another one is being added. Aero chocolate is full of air, perhaps a reference to spirit. So are these spiritual treats awaiting me? Or waiting angelic souls? Also dreamed of stacked books, most of which were light in subject matter, apart from one which was black and red and seemed emotionally heavier.




















Big dream yesterday with a lot of energy in it. I was going to Tarbrax for a meeting (I was too in real life), and seemed to take a while to get there, also having each of my daughters with me at different times and dropping them off at little shopping areas. At one point someone in Woolfords asks me how high Tarbrax is. I tell him it is 947 ft but also point out that Woolfords is almost 900 ft too. I get to Tarbrax for the meeting and have to climb up ladder to get there. I leave while the rest of the participants start by doing something I'm not needed for and climb down a level. There is a little musical group there but I pass them and go to a toilet. Little bags of cooked meat and vegetables which had been frozen or refrigerated are thrown down to me. There is also a block of honey but that falls onto the floor. I am going to get it but a bee lands on it and I seem disappointed. I head to the meeting again, going up what now looks like a ramp, which people are being pushed up. I don't want any help, so I jump up onto the top of the slope beside the ramp, with a gap between the top and a brick wall a few feet beyond. There is a drop of maybe twenty feet between the slope and the wall. The meeting room is in the floor above, accessed by a stepladder or by being helped up. Someone is clinging onto the wall like a spider. I make it into the room again, which now seems like an open area. I challenge someone who is 6'5" and who looks like Darth Vader. I also speak to a woman who likes books that are like a modern, less literary, equivalent of Jane Austin. At the end of the dream I see two male angels, who are congoined with one slightly smaller and behind the other. The smaller angel is '1' and the other one is '10'. As I wake up I see an iboga-type vision of a dark-haired man viciously biting someone (who seems like a blob of energy) as they spin away from me. A lot in this dream, which I suspect used y future meeting in Tarbrax that evening to send me a message about the state of my soul and perhaps show me my soul group. I was again worried about having unwelcome spiritual attention, but last night I twice ordered anything demonic to leave, which sees to have helped. The second time I saw (with eyes closed) a blue blob being surrounded by black and carried off. The spirit of iboga still helping me?




















This morning got TELLING EVENTS (79, 85, 164), which suggests the crucifixion (= 164), William Tell and the earth. This all points to my role in interpreting 9/11, although it may have other significance. I'm getting less of this type of information now and more pictorial visions, which is interesting. In fact I only have to shut my eyes and visions usually begin within a few seconds.








Also got (PLAYIN' WITH SOMEBODY THAT) BLENDS THE BETTER ((284), 159, 443). Several visions, including one of being about to enter a house in the country, which was semi-detached or end-terraced.




















Asked today in the hypnogogic state why I was being attacked so much. Heard (YOU) STOLE MY EARTH ((222), 161). Good sign.








A lot has happened over the past three weeks, but I feel it won't help to record it, as I'm now sure that a lot of the information I get is from a demonic source.




















This morning, got
















This was encouraging and seemed to come from Jesus. Just before, I'd seen a script in black with red sections highlighted, which was very negative. I couldn't really make it out, so a voice read out the end of it, which was a reproach for not 'going to prison' and a warning that this 'moral' deficiency would be 'eternal'. I think this was from a satanic source.








I was told yesterday, while thinking of how to proceed in life, that
















I think 'kinny' is a reference to 'kin', so this seemed to be from God. 'Skinny' might be a reference to soul loss, me being a Grey, or something else. It may have started '(you've) no options', or something similar. I think it's probably also significant that the BT hub was put out by lightning and that discovered two blown fuses in Tarbrax today. I got the car radio fixed in Stenhousemuir this afternoon. I was told it couldn't be done as a fuse would have blown in the stereo system because I'd put the wrong code in more than 10 times, but after he repeatedly tried to reprogram it (and after I'd given up hope) it suddenly asked for the new code. Hallelujah!




















I'd just like to record that a few days ago I had a quick vision of a plant with long white leaves and a yellow flower, emerging from a stone wall. I'd been noticing the tiny alpine flowers on stone walls in Kirkcudbright. The white and yellow colours represent spirit (my first vision).




















I had a vivid dream last night about moving into a new house (in a previous dream my old house was becoming infested with spiders). It was terraced and newly built but when Karen and I got there I couldn't remember the address. Then it was given to me (it was an alphanumeric, including 79, commemorating the victory of white people over blacks - meaning, presumably, of good over evil, not anything racist) and I went inside and looked around. It was a bungalow inside. It had a tiny toilet with a little shower across the hall. There were bedrooms too and a room containing a stove built into the wall, with space I could store logs in. The main area, though, was a large livingroom/kitchen, with a second built-in stove. A man and woman were talking in the kitchen and I went to speak to them but they left. I had a feeling they were just putting the finishing touches to it.












It's my aunt Isa's funeral today, after she died on the 22nd. Kath thinks there's prophetic significance to her death (the High Priest entering the MHP, etc).




Yesterday got a vision of my calculator under the shoe rack at Tarbrax, along with the word RECIPROCITY. I take it to mean that I have more work to do on the code and that if I do it something (a spiritual home?) will be constructed for me (the shoe rack looked like the beams of a house under construction, which I saw when we were out walking tonight).








Over the last few days, got
















A bouquet garni, or bouquet de garnier, adds flavour to a dish and this suggests that the code is the Christian equivalent of the 'spice of the Torah', which kabbalists call Hebrew gematria.




Also got
















Interesting, but disturbing.












Last night I dreamed I was walking along a street in Edinburgh (how symbolic) when a white van stopped and out came a man who was dressed like a member of the emergency services but who was actually an assassin out to kill me. I took his big rifle from him before he could shoot me, though, and turned in on him. But there were no bullets. Then a second van stopped and another man came out to shoot me. I got his rifle from him too, turned it on him and this time shot him dead, because the rifle was loaded. "Oh, my God, I'm a killer now", I thought. But I knew they were evil, part of the secret control apparatus of our corrupt governments and after me because of what I knew, so I firstly phoned my wife/mother to warn her these people were about and there had been an incident. Then I was about to phone a man I know called Brian Allan, who is (in real life) a paranormal investigator and knowledgable about conspiracies, when the dream ended. Interestingly, the only people I mentioned on the phone today were Kath and Brian Allen, who has also helped me, so there may have been a precognitive element to the dream (I've been getting a few of these again recently).








A very strange dream yesterday morning just before I woke up. I was watching a young man singing a song. It was the 1950s and he was a student, Scottish, with blondish hair and a confident air. The song he was singing had become a national hit and I can hear it now as I write this. It was a Scottish ballad and he was singing it unaccompanied. I don't recall the words, but the tune is as clear as a bell. It was in waltz time (3/4). I don't know how my dream compiler can compose a tune for me, but I've never heard it before as far as I can recall.








I had a dream two Saturday nights ago about someone being cut in half. He was in agony but it had to be done. I had the awful feeling it was me, in that I've always had trouble integrating my spiritual side with my baser nature. I was very troubled by it and went to Beecraigs to wander around. Later I had a vision about two paths, one taken by me, the other taken by a young blonde-haired man I've occasionally seen in my dreams. Maybe I take my dreams too seriously, but one like that can really throw me off. From K.: I was told that this is the foundational type and shadow of the New Covenant. Abraham had to take one animal (typifying the Christ) and cut it in half. God then put Abraham to sleep and passed a burning torch between the pieces. It was called "the cutting of the covenant" the burning torch is revelation. It's how the two pieces are made whole/one. We can't integrate the two ourselves.












Important vision this morning. I saw a toilet seat (me, representing the mercy seat) being dipped into the toilet by a black haversack. Then I heard the words "You're a terrible storm, terrible storm." (ov = 434) The meaning is obvious, as haversacks are meant to be worn on the back. Hurricane Sandy is raging in NE USA and . I was also told something like "We've warned you about this before." This is true, as I've seen me as an innocent man with The Emperor from Star Wars on his back. Dreamed last night of driving my car in various places. At one point I was in Broxburn, another time I was in the Falkirk area with people and children who reminded me of people from Unico.