An Open Letter
This letter was sent to various individuals, magazines an
newspapers between 18th and 20th February 2003.
© Lux Aeterna Publishing Ltd
2003 New Zealand
P O Box 388
17th February 2003
Beyond Space and
I hesitate to write this open letter because I will probably be branded
either a terrorist or a madman. Yet I know I am neither.
I am a scientist. I took a Chemistry degree and a doctorate at Oxford
and have for the last 30 years spent my professional life in public health engineering and
waste water treatment. But, for nearly 20 years, I have also studied coincidence and the
paranormal in as scientific a manner as is humanly possible. I have come to the conclusion
that coincidence is orchestrated. Coincidences can give coded warnings of things to come.
That begs the question of ' orchestrated by whom?' . All I can say in answer to that
question is that it appears to be by some source of intelligence beyond our understanding
of space and time. Some may choose to call such an entity ' God' and I even incline to
such a view myself because I can conceive of nothing else which could transcend time
It was nineteen days before the Lockerbie plane crash that my first
experience of a' precisely coded disaster' began. But I came to understand the code only
after the plane crashed. It was not until six months later that I cracked the code
completely. Other events in what I call the 'Enigma Code' sequences were the Mecca Tunnel
disaster of 2nd July 1990, the start of the Gulf War in 1991 and Princess Diana' s death
in 1997 which my ' coincidence' connections on 16/17th August 1997 fairly precisely
predicted for 1st September. Although I must admit, I first became aware of Princess
Diana's impending early death in May 1992 when my sudden visit to Luxor in Egypt coincided
with her equally sudden one. Was it just chance, or were we both independently given the
idea to go there then by Something that knew what was to come?
My advance knowledge of the ' Twin Towers' disaster was more indirect
but related to my time working at Chicksands Air Force Base (euphemistically called RAF
Chicksands) near Bedford in England. The message was very clear ' Fawlty Towers -
Lockerbie comes to America' Was it just coincidence that these messages came on two dates,
Friday 11th September 1992 (9-11) and the following Monday, 14th September? RAF Chicksands
was not an RAF base at all. It was just called RAF Chicksands to fool the British people
so they would not realise how strongly the tentacles of America grip Britain. It wasn't
even an airbase. The purpose of Chicksands AFB was to give warning to America of all
possible threats to its security since it was actually a spy station with an enormous '
elephant cage' antenna, like a modern-day Stonehenge, but in steel. My role at Chicksands
was nominally much more humble than intelligence gathering. I had nothing to do with the
USAF (Europe) SIGINT squadrons in Building 600. I was paid to manage the sewage works by
the British MoD. And it was a job that came out of the blue, through my employment agency
in Epsom, Surrey in early June 1992.
When I found out about the Space Shuttle disaster on Sunday, 2nd February 2003, I really
felt I could kick myself. I had not joined the dots just as the security services in the
US failed to join the dots before the Twin Towers attack! I had been too busy with too
many things. I got clear signs of a space shuttle disaster through a series of
coincidences on 6th October 2002. If only I had looked then at those, in detail, I could
have concluded it would be Columbia, possibly on re-entry, especially when, on 18th
January, I realised the political nature of that particular flight.
I write to you now because of very, very strong coincidences on 10th
February - amongst the strongest I have ever known. Events have a kind of hysteresis. The
result of an action may not be apparent for some time, possibly years. Often there seems
to be a strong theme of natural justice in so many disasters in what I call the 'Web of
America has not yet reaped the justice it deserves for its reaction to
9-11. Did the Americans ask 'Why did it happen? Why do people hate us so much? Should we
not change our policies? Should we go on supporting Israel, however much its policies are
an affront to decency and morality? Should we not take a broader view and look to fairness
and justice for everyone in the world - not what is best to keep America rich and
powerful?' No, instead there was a totally different response. The response was '
Somebody must pay! We will teach the world not to mess with America!' . So the richest
nation on earth attacked one of the poorest, to catch a bogeyman - and failed, but at
least only 'collateral damage' ensued.
The Chicksands codes were located around one particular weekend. One
has been, i.e. 9-11. The other is yet to come (9-14). This latter 'Enigma Code' predicts
that there will be a disastrous accident at an American nuclear power station. It will be
purely due to incompetence, cover-ups and malpractice - the standard problems of
capitalist, or any other human society - but fatal when applied to nuclear power. Remember
Kipling' s poem 'The Secret of the Machines' -
We can pull and haul and
push and lift and drive,
We can print and plough and weave and heat and
We can run and race and swim and fly and dive,
We can see and hear and count and read and
But remember, please, the Law by which we live,
We are not built to comprehend a lie.
We can neither love nor pity nor forgive -
If you make a slip in handling us....you die!
Many, many Americans will indeed die when the 'Dorset Disaster' occurs.
But that is a disaster for which I have been given coincidence codes since 1989.
There is now a new disaster, even more frightening, which the
'Coincidence Codes' brought to my attention for the very first time on 10th February 2003.
This date is, by coincidence, also a key date in the Enigma Codes for many other reasons.
I can now understand this very specific warning very clearly. The
summary is as follows. If America proceeds with the war on Iraq, then like the shuttle, it
will at first seem to be a copybook exercise - flawless. But ultimately the reward America
will reap will be the destruction of New York City with a hydrogen bomb. I cannot tell you
how, or when. The codes do not, as yet, reveal that.
Sometimes I get nothing more until the event happens, as though the Source of Intelligence
which chooses to orchestrate the coincidences is merely concerned to show It knows what is
to come and that we can wait and see when it happens.
Sometimes, we are warned what will be the consequences of our actions
and what we must do to avoid them. But we are not given alternatives to save ourselves
from the consequences of our action further down the line if we choose to ignore the first
Often I get a 'what' . Sometimes I can get a 'how' . But only with
Princess Diana' s death and the start of the Gulf War could I get a fairly precise date as
well. Nor would the most powerful computer on earth give any better estimate than my mind
because it is as though I am caught up in a Great Experiment designed by some Higher Mind.
A computer would generate millions of connections, almost all of them meaningless. You
have only to look at computer-generated internet search results to see what I mean about
irrelevance. Alternatively, try getting grammatical advice from a computer and see how
many errors of comprehension it makes. You need to understand all the rules which govern a
relationship to write a useful computer programme. The rules relating coincidence to
prophecy and destiny appear to be written by Something beyond our understanding of space
and time. They are interactive to the nth degree. So, for some things, a
computer cannot replace the human mind.
Sometimes I suddenly get a cross-connection from some experience which
I may have had years before. Perhaps it was something lost in the dim recesses of my
memory and now suddenly I find it brought to the surface. Then I realise this is the
solution to a particular code. This Source of Intelligence appears to communicate as and
when it chooses, but with me - through my mind - not through computers. I must make of it
as I will - and God knows, I try. But I feel totally overwhelmed now by the coincidences
of the last few days.
We live in momentous times. If America goes ahead with the war in Iraq,
in time, perhaps years, for I cannot say when, millions of Americans will die. This can,
of course, be all just dismissed as nonsense. There can be nothing meaningful in
coincidence, as the Skeptics at CSICOP will happily tell you. Their HQ is in New York so
it will be interesting to see if they are proved wrong. The warning of the New York bomb
came to me that afternoon, 10th February 2003, as I went about my professional business in
waste water treatment. It came 'completely out of the blue' - a bit like the Shuttle. I
read in the NZ Herald the next morning that 10th February was also the feast of Eid
el Adha, one of the most important festivals of the Moslem year, the Feast of the
If George Bush goes to war with the other two elements of his Unholy
Trinity, Blair and Sharon, his only staunch supporters, then in time it seems that the
sacrifice will be seen to have been New York City itself.
In proceeding with this war, America will create more enemies than it
could ever imagine. Some of these people will be very resourceful. All it would take would
be one container..... Can they ever be sure? Can they ever be secure? Would it not be
better to work towards world peace through cooperation, through helping others, instead of
forcing the American will on the rest of the world, through promoting American interests
with no care for who else suffers in consequence? Of course, it could be that the '
coincidence' pointers indicate merely the destruction of New York City as part of wider
global nuclear conflict......
Perhaps nothing can stop any of this now. I felt I had to go to New
York in December 1985. I remember clearly the words coming into my mind as I walked around
the financial area' One day this will be no more......' But that was long before I began
to understand the precision of the coincidence codes in 1987.
I write this letter as a scientist with nearly 20 years of evidence to
support my theories, theories which no one will look at because they do not fit with 'our
existing understanding' . Scientists do not like the idea of a Supreme Intelligence.
Priests dislike it even more because the Source of Intelligence warns of disaster, warns
us of the consequences of our actions. It does not proclaim itself as 'Jesus' or anyone
else. It does not talk of Salvation, nor does it dive down like a cross between a saint
and superman to save us from our own stupidity, greed, arrogance and ignorance. And nor
does it cover everything in treacly, oozing Christian 'love'....
Perhaps the coming war and its consequences are indeed inevitable. A
disturbing Biblical analogy comes to mind. Perhaps the Great Whore, the Whore that
corrupteth the Kings of the Earth, must now come to Babylon to satisfy the insatiable
Beast of the Apocalypse, the seven headed monster, now with ten crowns. Bush, Cheney and
the sinister Condoleeza Rice make appropriate priests - or is it priestesses? - for the
Beast of Oil.
Of course, I could be wrong. Perhaps you can safely dismiss it all as
chance. But there is another curious little twist in all the coincidences which causes me
to think that maybe there is a destiny. So, perhaps I am right, after all. My career in
public health engineering began in 1974 in the northeast of England at Tudhoe Mill sewage
works. It serves the town of Spennymoor. And who is the MP for Spennymoor today? Why, none
other than Tony Blair, a key element of the Unholy Trinity. I am not sure if he is the Son
or the Unholy Ghost! Perhaps John's Vision on Patmos in 95 AD was indeed inspired by the
same Source of Intelligence that has long chosen to orchestrate coincidence. Perhaps
coincidences are a modern form of oracle - Welcome to Delphi!
Dr. Brian Cocksey
PS: I enclose an article about the Columbia Space Shuttle
disaster and another about Coincidence research.
PPS: On Saturday morning, I was puzzled when my new camera suffered power failure at a
very critical point near Auckland airport. It was 11 minutes past 11 am. The mileage at
that point on my car was very significant and I wanted to photograph it to show the
location but I was not able to do so. I drew it instead. It was not until 4.30 pm that
same afternoon whilst we were swimming in our pool that I suddenly realised the coded
numbers, which were very specific, had related to Team New Zealand's disaster
in the Americas Cup Final series on the Hauraki Gulf at around 1.30 pm
that very afternoon. The mileage that I wanted to photograph related to God, to
Lockerbie, and very specifically to New Zealand. And it certainly was a disastrous day for
New Zealand, a country that calls itself 'Godzone' , but whose real gods
are sport. Rugby which they call
football is the king of the Gods. The nation goes into mourning when an
important match is lost. . The loss of the Americas Cup came a very
close second. Such is the problem with national identity here in New
Zealand. Unfortunately black has become the national colour or lack of