Escaping Ritual Abuse In Australia

Friday 29th August

Very early good morning for the east coast of Australia

Blessings to all here. Amen

I need to give out a BIG thank you to: Victorian Birth Deaths and Marriages

I had so much fun, with this Victorian Government Department

Back in: 2007, when I finally got to change my name.

For all here who don’t know, when a person is living in another State, or Territory in Australia, well this too ends up so much fun, just to try and kill off a dreadful name.

As I was not living, or even trying to live

In Victoria within a relatively recent day of long ago yesterday/s time

I was in New South Wales, where I was actually trying to live

In the far South Coast, not far from a town called: Eden

Oh my Soul, so many times in my now long life: 

Eden, just over the boarder from East Gippsland. Victoria

God bless you: Eden

Anyways back to trying to change my name, I had decided on my new name when I was 12 years old

But I needed to wait, not many years to do this

Like only 33 years, suppose not that long really, can’t complain

I needed to get a Justice Of the Peace with the usual Government Paperwork, that finally I found a post office box

I think maybe I was trying to live in a post box, not sure, as they did charge money for it

It was 18 years ago, and there has been a lot more Paperwork since; 2007

Thank all here for your kind understanding, I’m a bit/lot older now

After I had received the usual Government forms of much paperwork, 

that also costs a lot of money 

arrive to where I was trying to live

I was excited, I ripped open this very large envelope, filled out the many, many pages to change my name

I then had it Notarised by the Justice of Peace; Officially stamped

And I also needed to take it to the Local Police Station as well

Something idk, to do with some Legal Technicality, whatever

I got all this done, and sent the a new extra large envelope back, with many stamps, etc

And then I waited, and waited

And with much patience, I waited a bit longer, I went for a walk

To my surprise it arrived in my Australia Post Private Mail Box

I couldn’t wait to see my New Birth Certificate

I opened this large envelope immediately

Flipped through the usual Government junk paperwork

To my New Birth Certificate Name…

I was sorely disappointed

My name was wrong; it was; back to front

I then called on a mobile phone, the Victorian Government: Birth, Deaths and Marriages

And immediately got the elevator music for a long time, on a prepaid credit whilst I used someone else’s mobile phone

It made me think on the movie: The Blues Brother’s

When they had such lovely music, in an elevator, and waiting, and waiting

You do know they said?

“We are on a mission from God”

Then I finally got a recording, as I always say to recordings:

Need to speak with a human… 

Sometimes we do get options, like choose a number, wasn’t as easy on older non smart phones

But even these numbers we choose, well they too can take us to the wrong departments

But not to worry I finally got a Supervisor after much; talking from me

I was informed that I had filled out all these forms wrong, and I chose this name. Seriously idk

Naturally I had a lot to say

But I was running out of $ credit on the mobile phone

I could only end up saying, send me new paperwork, to the same post office box

The one where I am trying to live

I was told before the credit ran out, that I would need to send back the wrong named Birth Certificate first

And so I went back into the Post Office, brought new envelope, the extra costly one; of express mail, and guaranteed delivery, with all the stamps too; again

This large envelope of junk got sent back to; Victorian Birth, Deaths and Marriages; in Melbourne. Victoria

After I had filled it all out again, same as I had done the 1st time

Got it witnessed, yet again with A Justice of there Peace, think it may have been the same one 

yeah it was; as only a small coastal holiday town

I was trying to live in

Went back to the local cop shop, they did their thing

Long story short sent back this 2nd lot of so much paperwork,

Just to change my name

Did the waiting again

And I got my 2nd new Name Birth Certificate

And guess what, they got my name wrong again

Oh Victoria, Victoria

State named after 1 – 2 Queens

One from England

The other born here in Australia

I was thinking about my birth mother, and really wanting to change my name

I thought to myself, well I think you all may know what I was thinking

I went for another longer walk this time, I thought the clean sea air would help…

I decided I would leave it with the incorrect spelling; as was done on this 2nd one, at least my names are the correct way around; not back to front 

I was not going to do this for a 3rd time

On my long walk I found a small second hand shop

I also found a very small stuffed girly doll

I also brought some red scarlet thread

I took these back to where I was trying to live

And I sewed these red scarlet threads into the small dolls right heel

Only 5 times

But then I cut all these red scarlet threads; and I also pulled them all out

Of the small dolls right heel

I also wrote a lovely letter to my ‘mother’, who was still living in Wonthaggi. South Gippsland at that time. Just another new house/unit, whatever

I brought this time: a large bubble padded envelope, putting the small stuffed girly doll and; all the cut up pieces of the red scarlets: threads

Along with my lovely letter into this large envelope and posted it.

I was very thankful to my Father in heaven

As finally this nasty; situation was dealt with and over. Thank God

Then in late 2010; to approximately, think it was late April 2011

After trying to live

In Mallacoota. Gippsland. Victoria

I took another person with me, to visit my ‘mother’

I asked this person, a woman to just be a witness

Well it doesn’t overall really matter as; ref above spiritual situation had been dealt with back in 2007

I only wanted to glean some info out of the ‘mother’

Just a BIG thank you dreadful State: Victoria 

and yeah I will try as much as possible to drive on top of the Great Dividing Range, from all the way down from fun Queensland

On my long drive back to your: Sorry State

I have a lot of wonderful things I can do on this drive

However I have had a bit of a long day of trying to help my ‘carer’ remember certain things

And how I really do not want to live in a commune; somewhere

Only one thing, I am choosing to mention, here; today

As this is an uplifting: POST

Thank you again: Charis Studio