The July 2007 floods affected
Worcestershire and Gloucestershire worst. Worcester College was my
college in my time in Oxford between 1965 and 1969. Its predecessor, on
that site was Gloucester College. It was on 7th June, in the midst
of my writing
Kismet that I finally realised why I had been meant to go to Oxford and not
Cambridge. Whilst waiting for my computer to load, I was idly glancing
through an Oxford University Calendar for 1963. I came upon the heraldic
description of the Oxford University crest. There are three crowns set
around an open book. Upon the book are written the words : Dominus Illuminatio Mea - The Lord is my Light.
It comes from the first words in
Psalm 27. The line concludes….’and my salvation’.
And the Lord has indeed
been my light for the past 22.9 years, guiding me through meaningful
coincidences and through communication from the spirits of the dead.
But that heraldic description told me something I had never before
realised. On the side of the book are set, 'dexter, seven seals of the
last.’ The emblem is graphically represented in different ways, I
discovered over the following days, but always as the seven trumpets of
the Last Judgement. The two below are taken from the same
report. the Franks Commission on the role of Oxford University in higher
education in Britain in 1966, in the light of the Robbins Report.
Lord Franks was Provost of Worcester. It is noteworthy how the crest
from the spine has the Seven seals of the Last to the left, yet on the
cover, the Seven Seals are to the right.
I see now on looking at the
book, that I found that copy of the Franks report in the Oxfam bookshop in
Oxford on 4th February 1992, a visit that turned out to be strongly
focussed around the Victorian painter John Martin, and something that
happened to me in my first Long Vac. We had gone to Oxford for an
antiquarian book fair in the Randolph Hotel. It was the first time
ever I had set foot inside that particular portal of the rich. I
found a book on John Martin, not the one I was looking for, but a rarer
one and a particularly significant copy of it. I wonder now if the
full pattern is only at last being revealed to me, because John
Martin was particularly famous for his last paintings, his Judgement
tryptich. The first painting is The Great Day of His Wrath,
when the Seven Angels sound the Seven trumpets of the Last Judgement. The
second painting is The Last Judgement itself. The third is
The Plains of Heaven. All three paintings hang in the Tate
Gallery in London.
For more on John Martin see
Martin - Visionary Artist and for more on the particular relevance of these paintings to
Mary Magdalen see
Daughter of Elohim.
So is the drawing of my attention to this aspect of the
Oxford crest significant now , 42 years after I first went up to Oxford?
And was there a strange confirmation in other enigma codes, in a cryptic
crossword only two days ago?
My scientific research not
only proves overwhelmingly that there is design, that there is a God, but
also that He has warned and warned and warned, for millennia. Man has not
heeded. Instead, greedy man rushes on headlong, determined that economies
everywhere have to grow and grow, profits have always to increase. And so
it is the time of the Last Judgement. The End is here. The signs of global
warming are everywhere, but far worse is to come….
Of course that old motto is
irrelevant to the money-grubbing market forces driven Oxford of today.
The light of God is barely a glimmer within the University. The
Gospel of its New Zealander Vice-chancellor John Hood, the Gospel of
Market Forces, reigns supreme, even if his changes to its corporate
governance, to give more control to his business chums, came to grief.
God is unfashionable in the Universities of today. Dawkins, and Atkins
at Oxford and Hawking at Cambridge are very much an
unholy trinity, the atheist kin, vocal High Priests of nihilism, mis-leaders for the End Times.
July 2007 floods reached Oxford, the colleges were not affected, but there
was a powerful sign in one flooded Oxford street, out west, down Botley Road.
To the ancient Egyptians, 'going to the west' meant dying. I learned
this from the spirit of Nefertiti, just a few days before that visit to
Oxford in 1992. To read more of what she said see our book
Daughter of Ra.
The sign in the midst of the floods
to the west was a car with a number
plate R388G….the rest
of the number plate is cut off. The next letter could be V or W, but it
doesn’t matter. Our address is P O Box 388, Drury,
New Zealand. 388 factorises as
follows: 2x2x97. Code
2297 is the specific Code for the Apocalypse. See
Seventh Sign. This image appeared at the address
Found it from searching on Google for 'Oxford floods'. There were
many other thought-provoking coincidences that day, which are described in
Fragments of an Outer Mind,
Volume 4 Grave Consequences
There was a relevant meaningful coincidence on that website, corroborating
the Justice conclusion relating to the English floods. And the name of the website which carried this
Botley 388 photograph
explained why the floods had come to England. The site was
It was highly symbolic. At the end of the webpage was an admonition
'Support the Free Republic !' That
was exactly what Britain had done. It had supported the Free
Republic, in Afghanistan and especially in Iraq.
The 'Free Republic' is what Americans like to kid
themselves their country is. Fewer and fewer people in the rest of
the world believe that myth as time goes on. Bush and his mates have
done more to diminish America's standing in the world than any other
administration in its 231 year history. The
Katrina floods came in year 229 of America's existence as an indication of
the End times, for Code 229 is the code for the End Times. Now
America's loyal lap dog is punished as year 231 begins. In the Alpha
and Omega Codes, Code 231 is God.