12/03/2026
I was a useless Manager of Electricians in 2008. I thought I'd gain some experience of being what I managed in electricians before going back to it and applied for an Apprentice Electrician's job at GCHQ. The application pack came through in the post and it was a form for becoming a spy along with my initial instructions with some strange questions on it.
Basically, I would do something of my choosing that’s good for society to cover my sins in preventing childbirth in my list of pa******les and my list of hunters while using mind-reading technology. One technology was Special Forces technology and it would be voices in their heads from me and hearing their thoughts. Another technology was British Intelligence technology that was visuals. Then there was Special Intelligence technology that was a radio to the afterlife. I had instructions on how to become British Intelligence or Special Forces that involved ”helping Satan” with defacing the pa******le’s characters. It was all a bit overwhelming at the time and I didn't fill it in to the best of my ability. I was to become Special Forces, a form of penance, for having hurt people as a spy, even though I was thinking outside the box and not hurting them.
Fast forwards a couple of years to 2010. I was filling in an application form to become a Special Constable for West Midlands Police when a memo from GCHQ came through the printer. It read False Accusation: You will be falsely accused in the local area. Get control of your subordinates. The problem with doing that was that they hadn't delivered my technology to me. I forgot about it for a long time after this not knowing what to do. GCHQ on the phone only pertain to hold records for 6 months.
Six months after this in November that year, I heard the floorboards creak in the flat above just at the very moment I was nodding off persistently before hearing a faint voice upstairs. It sounded like they were hacking my computer mentioning passwords. The next thing I knew, "Pipsqueak" and "De******at" were aggressively and loudly shouting in my head. I remember the first thing that they said was "YOU ARE TARGETED FOR MANIPULATION". There's not much to say about it other than it being loud and aggressive and persistent. He was trying hard to say that I was a pa******le because he claimed there was a girl in the p**n I had seen as a young man. The fact was that I hadn't broken the law as possession has to technically involve intent and knowledge of it to be against the law. I only knew my 100% innocence in 2014.
What is hearing voices like? A constant bombardment of anguish and anxiety caused by narcissistic evil and irrational thugs. Shell-shocked, we turn up at the doctor's, trying desperately to explain it but are faced with the usual questions..."Have you heard voices through the television?" As well as hearing voices, certain physical issues with my body appeared. First of all, my fitness as a former international cyclist was cut in half. Half the power output, twice the weight. Then, really bad constipation and diarrhoea and an asthma attack and weak fingernails. In 2015, without reason, and without warning, while living in Surrey, they transplanted someone else's testicles into my body in a clandestine attack. In early 2017, they transplanted someone else's smaller p***s onto me in Bristol in a similar attack. These acts devastated me and infuriated me long term as, as doctors knew, I was planning to have a family with my now ex-wife and my children were already my reason to live since giving up on winning the Tour de France.
In late 2016, as well as dealing with castration and divorce, all for no good reason, I got possessed by "Possession Monkey" or "PoMo" for short. This got me thrown in mental hospital after a fight with my Dad, who got confused by it. PoMo started as I was driving home for Christmas from Northampton (a stop-gap at my grandparents house) with a realistic impersonation of Donald Trump. Before that in 2016 with "The Spivs" in my head it has been me remembering about my form from GCHQ, for PoMo and the Spivs to use those instructions later on and at least pretend to become British Intelligence themselves with me as their target. PoMo also, was like Pipsqueak, persistent in talking most hours of the day. Talking very clearly out of my face and giggling about how he, as British Intelligence, has manipulated GCHQ into being a subordinate of his subordinate doctors and Police Officers. He comes forward about what he's been doing but in doing so blocks it from the thought records. He also messes around trying to get me into trouble with what he's saying in codephrases that have been written into heaven sent circumstances. To make matters worse, one of my written circumstances of childbirth for my pa******les was "to perform my first thought on a topic". The Spivs and PoMo between them keep me thinking worrisome thoughts about what's coming next and so the pa******les dutifully perform them. He got the idea of becoming British Intelligence from my remembrance of the recruitment process.
PoMo talks to an audience I learned at about the same time he started. He has desperately tried to make me seem like MI5 by talking at length about them in earshot of women listening and to the “Chinese” who read a manipulated record of my thoughts. The Chinese are castrated pa******les with a lot of power. They shouldn’t have the technology to read minds but have obtained it via PoMo and the Spivs. PoMo organises them into defacing my character so that MI5 will attack me, using the Chinese.
Since they’ve destroyed my attractiveness to women, focusing on my ge****ls and my weight, they’ve started focusing on the food I can eat by making me violently ill. Needless to say, I have been unable to work.
The only way I could possibly fathomably have needed MI5 was boredom with working life. It was tedium. But then again I guess murderous rage after being castrated of dick and balls was generated by MI5 because there was nothing in what Ronnie was saying. What are they going to amputate next in my sleep?
Despite the brutality of this torture, I am coming through it and recovering mentally. It has not changed much about me. But it takes being around understanding people who can nourish your spirits and put a smile on your face to notice it.
I am suffering with MI5 targeting me because. Dr Marc Benistone didn’t know that it was just a box that I left blank on the GCHQ form. “Having thoughts about becoming a pa******le” wasn’t something I was doing. Then, Dr. Runa Nandi cruelly saw that there was nothing doing evidence wise and mixed it up a bit by having me castrated. Dr. Benistone told me I’d had thoughts of becoming a pa******le. This confused me with how Claire Langeveld (the nurse) had asked if the voices were talking about child p**n. She said “it’s quite common but are the voices talking about child p**n”. I nodded. I needed to say more. Anyway, I hadn’t looked at child p**n and hadn’t had thoughts about becoming a pa******le. It said to me that mental health doctors nd nurses don’t monitor thoughts but hear a falsified summary from the people who are the voices. They must be the “Chinese” as of 2011. In 2023 however they were MI5 according to the trail.
Another thing a doctor has said of note was Runa Nandi putting on my medical records that I said I was being attacked by MI5. I never said that before now.
I can tell you why you can go insane & I can tell you why you'd become a murderer. I can tell you why you'd be justified and righteous. But have I done those things? No. Because I never let go of normality. What I have been is crazy in love with my ex. That got me arrested for stalking but the Police are cheeky fu***rs for calling that stalking when this is going on with it’s intrusive nature.
MI5 X Factor Division don’t know a thing about normal average Joe society. My treatment proves that MI5 can only target people with a chip in their head and that is usually other X Factor contestants that were on the television, all on their best behaviour. My behaviour wasn’t bad. It’s all got an explanation. But you need access to my thoughts in order to judge me correctly. PoMo with his technological prowess won’t let that happen.
So as you may be aware, I am not happy with most aspects of my treatment over the last 15+ years since 2010 and seek justice and compensation. MI5 have acted irresponsibly. PoMo has it all rigged though. If you believe what you read or hear, you could end up adding to it and we don’t want that.
MI5 should be separate as far as I can tell to the Chinese. MI5 have let some pa******les and hunters into their midst from China, forming my targets. The Chinese want to get into MI5 as China is where they should be (unless China is just being dumb about the MI5 traijl of cross-shaped clues!).
What this means for the Chinese is that they’ve attacked me based on that fact about who's who.
The Chinese shouldn’t have thought information. They should receive a summary from MI5 on it, even if the Chinese feel they now control information. MI5 get misguided by fake Chinese (with no China-man yet) and by fake MI5 using technology (which is what I should have been by now). The Chinese information is manipulated at source by PoMo and the Spivs utilising obedient Chinese people who know their mission – to deface my character (all because I was sent by GCHQ to deface theirs which was information from their so-called bosses Spivs and PoMo who aren’t proper MI5 and possibly even China). The truth is that my proposal didn’t involve my listed pa******les and hunters. I was doing a more far-reaching project on ending false accusation (after suffering the effects of wannabe spies as a child). So there isn’t anyone hurt by me nor therefore angry with me, capiche. The chip in my head was modified or the frequencies were messed up by Chinese doctors to speak to MI5 as if MI5 when around you. This happens when around women too. I don't hear it.
Anyway, I look forward to a future where this game isn’t so fascinating to people like PoMo and the Spivs. I want to be free to be myself. Hearing Voices Group is a space where that feels possible.
