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I can feel you all

I can sense you all

For you are in a coma

You are a quadraplegic

You are catatonic

You are being pinned down and injected with hellish poison

I can feel your deformities

I can feel your disabilities

You are deaf

You are blind

You are dumb

Carers

Of course I will write about you

Bless you all

The good ones

You know who you are

My good friend Matt Sharp has the worst Tourette’s in the country

He is poly drugged

He has DBS in him

Deep Brain Stimulation

I keep feeling your ECT

Electroconvulsive Therapy

That they are giving you for your clinical depression

Is it helping you?

I wish I could meet you all

I truly want to help you

Yes, I believe in miracles

But how can I treat you, cure you, heal you

With all these medications in you with all these terrible side effects

For you are constipated

You have to take one medication

Then another medication for that medication’s

Side effects

WHAT A MESS

The world is a mess

Jazzi Sirius is right

I was born here in London for a reason

I live in Wandsworth

A little bit of magic and a lot of worth

Trees and plants are our medicine

I can look inside your body

I can see and feel your gut and your brain

I can sense every single thing

We are the zillionaires

Every finger tip

Every line on their hands

Every baby

On their backs

Sitting at sowing machines

Making clothes

For our fast fashion industry

Our so called Economy

The injustice is off the scale

They work seven days a week

Some of them do not have running water

For those who pick tea

For those who grow our vegetables

I eat organic

Every wild fish caught

Every organic chicken

Every child slave labour

Finding a certain key ingredient to make our battery cars

Our iPhones

Apple

The nets to catch the people trying to commit suicide

Do you know how hard these slaves work?

Do you know how much they get paid?

How much was your iPhone?

Do you know how many hours it takes to make every single phone

Every bleached piece of cardboard

Every element in the plastic coated wire

Every single material contained in one phone

One laptop

People who grow and pick mango

Every plane

Every drop of oil pumped to fuel transport

Every amount of oil

In every piece of plastic

The earth’s blood

It belongs in the ground

We were never meant to extract it

What a discovery

No, what a huge mistake

The Industrial Revolution

Every plant

Every medicine

Every poison

Every animal

Why are you focusing on my brain?

Do you know my spirit?

Ask my spirit

I am everywhere

Every tree being cut down

And every tree being planted

Every test tube

Glass

Made from sand

Do you know how to make glass?

I’m watching you all

Staring down test tubes

Creating man-made chemicals

Why do you think I quit Pharmacology?

You’d learn more meditating under a tree

Do you know how to channel medicine?

Do you know that you cannot mimic plants?

Their intricate, specific medicine cannot be man-made

Yes I have time for science

Yes I have time for western medicine

But the medical degree is completely flawed

You don’t believe in meridians

Because you can’t prove they exist

Chakras

Energy

Can you not feel it?

So I’m an intuitive feeler

But maybe you’re autistic

Asperger’s

The way you think

The way you academically studied

The way your brain works

I can step into your shoes

But I wish you could think outside the box a bit more

African medicine

Eastern medicine

Tribal medicine

Please, we have gone so drastically wrong

I am aware progress is being made

But it’s the way you think

I wish you’d just ask me

We could learn from each other

I have a lot to learn

And boy, I’m here for it

I’m willing to listen

I’ve got the time

We need balance

The libran scales are tipped

Trying to bring about equilibrium

I trust Mother Nature

I do not want to marry you

Please stop asking me

The ring that binds my soul

I’m a free spirit

Do you know how many times I’ve been married?

Do you know how many times I’ve given birth?

Do you know how many times I’ve been a man?

Do you know how many lives I’ve had?

Do you know how many animals I’ve been?

Thousands of times

Do you know what a sacrifice it was to come back for this life?

Do you know that I didn’t want to come back down

I knew there was work to do

There are loads of us here

We all come back for each other

And all your stars who you think have died

Yes they were up there for

A while

But most of them have come back through

Born ready

I won’t tell you who

But I will recognise them

Please listen to your babies

When they are children

Because I have a feeling

Most of them will remember

Their past lives

There are a few who are

Staying in heaven

Like Amy and Whitney

And I’m happy that they’re

Still up there

Robin Williams

I see him in my mind’s eye

Smiling

Yes I am a medium

And no it is not just

Famous people

I do readings a lot at the

Moment

For my lodgers

They’re from India

Their grandparents

Over the rainbow 🌈

I find them

I can see their childhoods

I can see their saris, the colours

The medication is poison

It takes away my gifts

Now that I’m on less meds

37mg of Latuda/Lurasidone

And Metformin for food cravings and appetite

Who creates a medication like that?

Do you know what Olanzapine did to me?

It created raw red scars

Stretch marks all over my

Body

On my boobs, on my hips

On the inside of my legs

On my arms

They are no longer raw red

They have faded

But the scars are still there

Do you really think medication should be forced on anyone?

Pinned down by five people

Some of whom I had never seen before

Ian, that metal chained bracelet around your left wrist

Holding me down with the other nurses

Pulling my trousers down

Lying on my flat stomach

My body

Primum Non Nocere

The Hippocratic Oath

Really?

Interesting

For you are NOT doctors

You know who you are

I was there voluntarily

You broke the law

I will keep repeating myself

UNTIL YOU GET IT

Ian died of cancer

Andy, the warden told me

I said, ‘Good’

Because that was his karma

He asked me to forgive him from the other side

So I did

He was just doing his job

But the system has failed

Us

Margaret Thatcher

The Mental Health Act

Why are people mentally ill?

Why is there a mental health crisis?

I know exactly why

I have only read eight pages of

Sedated How Modern Capitalism Created Our Mental Health Crisis

By James Davies

Thank God for James

The sickness is in society

The sickness is in capitalism

The sickness is in corporate

GREED

Yes, it is a deadly sin

For a reason

Have I sinned?

Absolutely

My family were having a discussion on holiday in Portugal

About the seven deadly sins

My family are truly sacred

We were discussing which deadly sins we felt we had either related to or felt or carried out

I said I’ve been through every single one of them

And my brother looked at me, Will and he agreed

I have been through every seven deadly sins

So yes I have sinned

That is why I need confession

That is why I write

That is why I cry

That is why I pray

I’ve cried so much this morning

So much

I felt his energy

I felt his love

But it is his

It is not mine

Why do I feel and sense so much

I wouldn’t want it any other way

I love my gifts

As my father wrote in his song:

‘Al loves, she laughs and cries’

It is so true

He knows me so well

What a song

What a voice

Male impotence

PSSD

NO, IT IS NOT YOUR FAULT

No, you do not deserve to be

Impotent

No, you did not deserve your

PSSD

Doctors

PLEASE

LISTEN TO ME

Study Hippocrates

We have known this for

Millennia

Study the gut

The second brain

The medication damages the gut

It is NOT medicine

Medicine does not have side effects

‘One man’s food is another man’s poison’

Treat the individual

Not the collective

We are not all supposed to be vegans

Please respect that

But yes, please stop eating so much beef

Because the trees are being cut down in the Amazon

For cattle

And there is this tribe

In the Amazon

Which we truly need

Please trust me on this one

We need the tribes

We can learn so much from tribal wisdom

And the way they live

They know the plants

The blue butterfly 🦋

They know the waters

The skies, the stars, the universe

If we wipe them out

We’re history

Trust me

We’ll become extinct

I know Mother Nature

I know her ruthless side

I love her

I respect her

Please STOP medicating your patients

It is the devil’s work at best

It is a trillion dollar industry

Fine, sedate them, help them sleep if need be

PRIMUM NON NOCERE

Can you feel my wrath

I can feel it in your teeth

Your rage

Your ancestral anger

Like a caged wild animal

The vicious rape

Clasping asphyxiation

The gagging bukkake

Makes me want to wretch

Surrounded by men

How on earth can you

Watch that?

The Radicals

What we sense

What we feel

What we witness

There is an energy in

What you cannot see

Healing hands

Gently placed on your

Foreheads

For we truly love you

The amount of healing

Women need

Do you know how many?

Castration

Due to your penetration

Repetitive anal

The dying fable

Impotence

You deserved it

Chop off my hand

Karma is a powerful tool

Bring in the poltergeists

The good ones

You know who you are

Supernatural rare phenomena

You have and will witness

It

Can’t explain it?

Good

Can’t prove it?

Even better

You cannot trace us

Haste us

Or taste us

Our spirits are magic

And we are everywhere

When you bite too hard

When you push too hard

Punching me

Kicking me

Covered in bruises, scars

And blood soaked tears

Pulling my hair

My truthful glare

I can stare right into

Your soul

See everything you’ve ever

Done

No, I do not need a gun

I can hold your nightmare

If you dare

Touch her one more

Time

When the milliseconds

Chime

You will never be forgiven

Heaven’s gates are closed

Judgement Day

The law’s an ass

Do you know how to

Make love

Gently

You can fuck me hard

If we both feel like it

Consent

Repent

For your sins

All your skins

Female genital mutilation

For millennia

With that knife

The strife

Of my life

There, it’s written down

Now you will see my

Frown

That thorned crown

Their hands are

Shaking

Their bones are breaking

Puma paws

Yellow eyes

Strong teeth

Do you know

Are you aware

Of how powerful

How potent

Animal karma is?

Believe me

It’s strong

It’s more than long

Intuition

Fruition

I give you my strength

Bruce Lee

Muhammad Ali

Channel it

True to be

Warrior chief

It’s written in the leaf

God’s speed

Find your shelter

We are with you

There are zillions of stars

In the sky

Boy do we fly

Astral projection

Catatonic

Out of body experience

I told you NOT to touch

Me

When I’m working

I won’t let you in

I love him

He heals me

He feels me

So I let him

But only him

I have my secrets

Secrets I will take to

My grave

You draw the knave

The Jack of Spades

We’ve burried you

Every grave

Every speck of ash

The trash

Quick as a flash

Lunar eclipse

Mega tsunami

Join the army

If you wish

Satellite dish

Constant surveillance

Yes we are being

Watched

Recorded

But what the FBI, CIA, Secret Service, The Police, The KGB, Ministry of State Security in China, Saudi Arabia do not see

Every grain of sand

Like every drop of water

Lamb to thy slaughter

Oh Jesus, why?

Would you eat my baby?

Mistakes were made

Admit it

Surrender

Fall to your knees

The Patriarchy

NO

We need the Matriarchy

For we communicate

We are wise

Men

The lies

Not all of you

Thank you

For Hamlet Court Blues

You will never lose

Published at 15:00/3pm BST on 19.5.2024

Holy water

Water heals us

Water nourishes us

Water energises us

Water cleanses our minds, bodies and spirits

You ask me what’s my dream?

My dream is for everyone to have clean running water in the world

For free

Is it too much to ask?

Our number one most important medicine

Walking across the desert

With the penetrating sun

Beating down on me

The male energy

Bare feet on the sand

My skin is black

Delirius

Delirium

Latin tenses

Parched

Cracked lips

Dry hands

How can I hydrate you?

Pass through you

Keep swallowing

God’s medicine

The Yemen

They’re so tiny

The babies

They’re starving

I never use that word for myself

For in this life I have never starved

For you are hungry not starving

Rib cages staring at me

Anything to nourish you

Anything to heal you

ANYTHING

How can I translate it

Into words

Where I go

What I see

What I sense

So here goes

Travelling through the

Equilibrium of time

Not yet born

Already dead

And alive

All at the same time

I can see this land

Before any building

Was built

I can see all the time

Zones

Going on at once

Translucent

When I walked from

Wandsworth

To Primrose Hill

And watched the sun rise

And then walked to

Hampstead

I could see the well

I could see the people

I can see the horse and

Cart

I can see the land before

Human foot touched it

Surrounded by trees

Shrubs, berries, nature

Rich with medicine

All the beautiful animals

And every time

For there is only now

Not yesterday

And not tomorrow

Yes I see the future

But it always brings me

Back to now

Today is vital

For tomorrow

There are past lives

Parallel lives

Future lives

Jesus was crucified

Was our punishment

Never ending life?

The Female Sacrifice

What a film

So you ask about River

I travelled through his

Waterfall spirit

Went everywhere and anywhere

Through everything

The vortex luminous

Rainbow

The killer whale’s eye

The rocks, plants, sand, the stars, planets, galaxies and universes

I love communicating

With aliens

Their abilities

Their communication

Their advanced technology

Always with my hands

For they truly can help us

And are trying to

I once wrote:

There are zillions of stars in this universe as there are as many grains of sand holding milliseconds in infinity. The zillions of animals translated into the code of nature are holding up the skies bringing the rain where there is drought, dampening the forest fires, freezing the arctic and levelling the waters to symmetrical mathematical perfection. Balance takes millennia. There is a delicate epitome to the scales of the Gods and the Goddesses. Working together to restore equilibrium in every land of this world, I feel every grain coming together trying to save just this one planet where we call home.

Mother Nature knows best

She knows exactly what

To do

She is ruthless

And I love her

And respect her

I can sense if you read this

In any time zone

In my home

Sacred Palace

The chalice

Of blood

Flows through the capillaries like tributaries to rivers, veins, to the heart, the ocean

Plastic, oil, her blood,

Fossil fuels, oh the fools

Galloping through

The chariots of fire

Mysticism whispers wisdom

Whisking through every combination

There are a multitude of factors

As to why theft has increased

And people are taking the law into their own hands

So let’s look at a few angles

Firstly, companies like Coca-Cola, Sainsburys, Amazon, Greggs and Starbucks

I have worked for Starbucks

Doing the cleaning as well as being a barrister

It is not an easy job

So if you are a trillionaire, billionaire or millionaire

Are you paying your staff fairly so they can afford their rent, their bills and get by?

Ask yourselves if you are running your companies ethically, fairly, sustainably?

Low wage Britain

Read HIRED Undercover in low-wage Britain by James Bloodworth

The key is written in his surname

Bloodworth

Is it truly worth their blood, sweat and tears?

If I was a CEO, I know exactly how I would run a company so everyone is rewarded for their hard work

If I was Prime Minister

I know what I would do

Talking to Ben Kentish on LBC about this, he questioned whether people are entitled?

We must never generalise but let’s explore that angle

Do people consider the person growing the wheat?

The person rearing and killing the animals?

The person who has grown the lettuce, picked it, transported it and delivered it to the factory?

The person who has harvested the potatoes that have been grown and made into crisps?

The Coca-Cola cancerous drug that has been unfairly sourced for its ingredients and along with the person who made the sandwich and machine that packaged the crisps, sent to Greggs?

Now you may not think as deeply or as specifically as me but I am asking you to consider all of this when you bite into the sandwich, eat one crisp and sip that can of coke.

Convenience is an understatement

An apathy for those who do not understand what it feels like to be starving, to be homeless, to be severely mentally ill.

If you can afford to buy food from Greggs then consider yourselves lucky

Never forget the less fortunate

Let’s run this country and world more fairly, ethically and sustainably

Before Armageddon takes hold

Food banks should not exist in a first world country

Mothers should not be forced to steal milk formula or baby food to feed their babies

The wealth gap is growing

Therefore something has gone seriously wrong

We need to educate and aid humanity

Be kind and be there for one another.

Written at 10am on 5.5.24

My family are right wing

Royalists

A lot of my friends are left wing

Republicans

So where does an indecisive girl like myself stand?

I’ve been reading the papers from every angle

Left wing and right wing press

I listened to Prince William’s speech and I understood every word

I’ve always liked Prince William

But we’ve never met

Yes I was at school with

Princess Catherine

We played hockey together

And know each other to a certain extent

Pippa and I were both in the same year at Marlborough

We were close friends

Both super sporty

She won the all round

Scholarship

And I won a runner’s up

Prize for it

I was unwell during common entrance

So missed certain exams

My house mistress

Said I could be head girl

In my first year at Marlborough

That was a lot to stomach

I was asked to show the headmaster,

Ed Gould, around our house

People I know know both

Prince William and Princess Catherine

The inner circle

But where do I truly stand?

People are hungry

People are dying

People can’t afford to heat

Their homes

People can’t afford their bills

People are struggling, really

Struggling

Charity is NOT ENOUGH

We need systemic change

We need equality

We need better leadership

My mother said when I was younger I could be a Prime Minister

But that was before my

Diagnosis

Some people aren’t allowed to get involved with politics

Like The Royal Family

Some people disengage and

Don’t vote

But as a woman or lady

I have to vote, I need to vote

I do want to be political

But I’m a leader

I’ve never been a follower

Where’s my leader?

I’ve voted Green

I’ve voted Lib Dem

I’ve voted Labour

After everything the suffragettes

Endured

I cannot not vote

Where’s our apology for slavery?

Where are our reparations?

When will we begin to take responsibility for our British Empire

Crimes?

I have always had a problem with jewellery

As Sting would say ‘that’s not the shape of my heart’

So how would I feel wearing the weight of that crown?

I would have more than a

Sore neck

We’ve stripped mother nature’s ocean and land of her

Jewels and crystals

Her beauty

We’ve worn them and

Paraded them around

Do you see tribes, warriors or natives doing that?

We have so much to learn

Or more accurately, so much to

Remember

Maybe I should remind you

Because I’m a very old soul

And I’ve been around for

Millennia

Once, the land was not

Divided

We used to be in tune with nature and the seas and ask a tree if we could cut it down

Our medicine

There were no countries or passports, no borders or guns

No chemicals

Yes there was violence and

Savagery

From apes to cavemen

There has always been a need for

Survival

But pre civilisation

There were no hospitals

There were no clocks

There were no prisons

There was death

But there was no population crisis

No climate crisis

After Pangea separated

And the dinosaurs were

Wiped out

There was a new dawn

The wisdom of the land in the East

Egypt, Africa, India, The Greeks, The Romans

Socrates, Hippocrates, Plato and Aristotle

We’ve learnt a lot from the stars, the plants, the animals

Let’s remind ourselves

So to now

What to do?

About the Commonwealth

About the inequality

About the trillionaires

About the people without running

Water

About the starving

About the slave labour making your sugar, picking your tea, making your clothes

I know what I would do if I was you

There is A LOT TO DO

So please act, ACT PROACTIVELY

I won’t just be watching

I’ll be DOING!

Written on 8.5.23

I didn’t publish it when I wrote it as the title explains why but felt like now is the right time to publish it on my blog.

I can be obsessive

I can be a workaholic

I can be quick

I can be slow

I can be lazy

I can be meticulous

I can be a perfectionist

I can race

I can pace

I can dance

I can trance

I can smoke

I can drink

I can gamble

I can fornicate

I can shop

I can drop

I can spend

I can lend

I can swim

I can walk

I can run

I can play

I can read

I can write

I can recite

I can be light

I can be heavy

I can be tight

I can be slight

I can sing

I can bring

I can laugh

I can cry

I can be loud

I can whisper

I can taste

I can touch

I can smell

I can repell

I can hear

I can see

I can be

I can sense

I can feel

I can deal

I can shuffle

I can lose

I can win

I can bin

I can be thin

I can time

I can rhyme

I can chime

I can mime

I can eat

I can be neat

I can be messy

I can be fussy

I can be everything

I can be nothing

I can be anything

I can be everything

I can live

I can die

I can fly

I can travel

I can unravel

I can spin

I can yin

I can yang

I can bang

I can be tiny

I can be a giant

I can be magic

I can be tragic

I can dream

I can scream

I can find my beam

Do not focus on what you cannot do

Focus on what you can do ☄️⚡️💫💃🏼🌈💦🌍

Teeth shattering

Stars changing colours

Kick me while I’m down

Got my brain on loop

Hollow to the core

Can see it all before

This resoluting light

Diminishes beneath

Its baron flame

Weight gone up

Weight gone down

The disillusioned scales

The relevance

Of one soul

Spirit from other lives

Why are we all here?

Creating sugar content

When we need protein

And gold

Masters echo their wisdom

Through paved corridors

Of candlelit millennia

Bony knees on sunken concrete

Lest we choose the wrong path

Forlorn in concept

Weaken my strength

And surrender

To solitude

Of fictitious lies

Lifetimes of intersecting paths

Time’s sentence eclipses the notes

Of labour

Hour upon decade

Millisecond to deaths

Grace your unique mannerisms

Hands that build monumental

Sculptures

From days dancing under

Solipticious suns

I’ve held my meditation

Searching for the reason

Beyond insanity to reckoning

Why do I introspect over

Fractured minds

Nasty words spoken from those lips

It is not a need

But a clarity of truth

Bereft your toes on icy seas

Sorcerer’s fire wounded

By the knight of swords