The Connections to Valjevo

It started with Pokrova Presvete Bogorodice

A Mother Who Can Help the Irish

In order to one day start studies into the foundation stone of the Irish Church and examine how it developed over time, Angela would need to use her Valjevo key. Owing to a direct Alliance that was stipulated in the Land of the Rhine between the Serbian Mother and the German Mother following Angela’s last stay in Serbian Land, the latter is in a rightful position to offer the maternal guidance and care needed to enable the use of the Serbian matrix.

My memory of England having disappeared all the way up to around 2018 or may-be even 2019, including how I got here, and with all relevant local administrative offices telling me they were never aware of my existence until October 2025, the obvious conclusion gravitates upon a future work contract with the Irish in relation to Germany. Once Angela will have returned there from Mexico after her brother has taken up abode in Teutonic territory, then the horizons will be open for plenty of work.

According to my memory, there was a conflict of interest between Italian and British, this causing me to depart Italy for England under mysterious circumstances of which the details remain obscure. My mind is unable to piece together the succession of events that caused my departure from Italy following my sister’s attempted presentation in public of her written introduction to the origins of the Italian Church. All I know is that in communion I saw her being knocked over in a place in Italy* by a car coming from Britain, I recognised the driver and saw him turn the car around and head off again, leaving Angela on the ground. In the communion, she had been standing next to her two best friends, Alexandra and Mädel.

*At the time she was living in Italy, as too was I.

Exposing the Men in Black

My sister often told me that a national Church should never be prone to foreign interference but always remain the absolute prerogative of the People – of whom it represents the spiritual body – and of the corresponding maternal Person of the Holy Trinity. She in turn will acknowledge One Heavenly Father and One Son, the Second being the gateway to the First.

It would appear to me that in Italy, the State rejected and bitterly resented Angela’s presentation, and yet, as mentioned in the last party print: The Church of Mother Rus, as also in prior publications, a State censorship does not equal a public ban, and this ultimately is how my sister will make her comeback to the shores on the opposite side of Serbian Land.

At some point, the State, no matter how subdued to foreign diktats and aligned to foreign empires including the EU and NATO, will not succeed in preventing the Italian public from finding out what Angela revealed to me in 2025 in regards to the destiny of the Italian Church. Whether her revelation depicted a tragic ending or a happy one, will be made known one day, for either way, those who opened the gates to foreign interference and to the Antichrist must be exposed lest their actions go uncontested.

What Happened in Folkestone Road?

The answer is, my memory fails to return a report on this question, and sadly for England, the local authorities have no idea what happened either, as they insist I never lived in England before October 2025.

Attempts on my part to tell them something happened in 2018 or in 2019 only hit a wall of silence, and if they do not know, then evidently my presence in England was uneventful and left no trace at all, as too that of Angela’s.

While waiting for the return of the household savings that were wrongly taken in March 2024, I am in no position to read earlier Party prints owing to lack of availability inside my tent. At any rate, there do not appear to be any prints predating April 2021, and so anything that may have been achieved on Angela’s part has, sadly, dissipated into the fog of lost memory.

To date, the administrative and other offices who have contacted me have all failed to explain why they consider me to have been null and void, and their given reason for not returning the life savings I have asked for is that my persona did not appear in their registers and therefore I was not alive.

May-be there was an Italian interference in Folkestone Road and perhaps it was the British who opened the gates to them, and if that were the case, it may also explain why they refuse to tell me. Ah well, with my memory of England gone and my refusal to accept having been dead all this time, and with the British insisting that I was in fact dead, we’ll have to consign my lost memory of England to the realm of mystery.

The Rus Nations

During the last stay in Serbia, Angela had expected a group of people in Belgrade to turn up in the church Pokrova Presvete Bogorodice in Valjevo where they could have bowed to the Serbian Mother and Child, but sadly, they chose not to.

Once Angela departed from Serbia, she took the key with her, and the Serbian Mother did not hang around waiting for some people who had tried raising their head above Her and within a short time appeared in communion establishing one Alliance with the German Mother, and another with the Spiritual Mother of the Rus.

In 2024 I didn’t make it to Ukraine and resultingly there was no need on my part to write at The Party where the Ukrainian Child was carried to. Why would I? Yet one day in Germany Angela will once again take up her studies for Mother Rus.

Here is today’s Party musical presentation.

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