The Kingdom of England

Obeying Orders

Readers at The Party will now be aware that Angela Hun and her brother always worked for Sovereign England ever since we returned here many years ago. Angela was very young then, but this never prevented her from doing her work.

As mentioned previously, her research was officially discarded as ‘tosh’ by the mouthpieces acting for the UK, and brother was treated accordingly by them. They said: You’ll get no money!, and I replied: Keep your money!

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This however does not prevent Jesus Son of God being the rightful King of the English Folk. Regardless what Italians for whom they worked may think to the contrary, Our Fair Lady of England is the Spiritual Mother of the English Child.

While the official policy was to always ignore every single word written on websites that I opened and through which Angela’s work too could be published, and to counter brother Hun whenever I tried being involved in public affairs to the point that every word I ever spoke or wrote was rubbished off in a humiliating manner, even then, what counts is the work Angela accomplished in England.

We have seen what could have been, whether in relation to Ireland or to Wales, or to Germany, or anywhere else I may have mentioned, but at the end of the day, that which is important for England and for Scotland is that she and I both obeyed the fundamental orders of our Spiritual Mother to work for the English Lad and for the Scottish Lad in matters of church-foundation. There were no other preconditions. We achieved this years ago.

In Hiding

It is no secret that Bletchley Park took to hiding away in the muck from where they had come, one example being Phosphorus. The ex-UK went the way it did, leaving Ireland with an EU ‘divorce bill’ and foreign governments shouting and braying over Irish affairs that should not be their prerogative. They left Wales as a principality waiting for Charles to come along in place of Jesus Christ. This is not anything I need to worry about, because Angela only had to do her work for the English Child and for his brother the Scottish Child, and she herself told me not to worry about that which does not concern me, but only to promote what I have been given orders to.

She is right. If other people of the British Isles want to run after alien powers and some fake kingdom instead of crossing over to the Fair Lady who only knows One Saviour and One Holy Father, it’s their own choice, so long as they do not interfere with the Throne of Jesus Christ of England and with his Throne of Scotland. There was nothing else for me to worry about!

The German Mother and Child

There is though the knowledge that the German Holy Mother expected Angela and her brother to work for Her too, here in England would have been fine, it was what She showed me. Angela knew this, but they ignored her.

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If they chose to believe Phosphorus, well the coward went and hid, and all that remained was Boris Joker running around claiming to ‘represent the UK’. One day his self-promotion will end too, I would imagine when other people call him out for the bluff he is, along with the entire established dinosaur order he works for. The reptiles of old are not known to have survived change, they clung to their old ways and eventually passed on to their destiny, some ending up in bitumen pits for fossils, others making it to a museum where their bones have been set up on display. Dinosaurs could not perpetuate themselves, they lacked the power to do so, and when the time came for them to cross over, cross over they did!

Angela laughed and said: Dinosaur not can replace Jesus our King, he say ‘dinosaur be gone!’, and big reptile fall down into pit of tar.

So there we have it, and for brother Hun it was very important never to accept the hand of this dinosaur or to otherwise bow down to it. When the Demon recently offered to pay me if I worked for him – this was after I had contacted Phosphorus on his open profiles – my reply could only have been: Njet Phosphorus, go back to the brimstone!

The Holy Mother of a folk will only ever come to Her own nation as one of their own, but perfect. To turn away and go after some agenda, hanging on to some illusion of an empire such as the EU run by a cabal, can only end in tears. As for the notion of the joker’s ‘global HM Humpty Dumpty’, it is so shockingly absurd that the world cannot possibly take it seriously.

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