Bicpen

Hi this is what your psychological and physical profile should be to join the most prestigious and highly delectable community of Chief Constables of the Police Scotland non Freemason fraternity.

Firstly I have to be physically fit with a brain with intelligence to suit my ego. I have to be a good time keeper for important meetings and able to suggest what is in my benefit rather than anyone else. I have to be a prick with a sense of humour that can turn black humour from a coping mechanism into sick party jokes for children's parties. I have to be acquaint with most of the world religions in case I am ever involved with dealing personally with anyone who believes in them though I must never reveal the secret masonic God of JAHBALON unless it is in my suitable attired Freemason out fit which believes we can even fuck little kids and someone somewhere will cover it up for us and even kill because of it. I have to be astute in financial matters though not good at paying the people that need it the most. I have to have an outgoing nature to seduce and recruit the media and other valuable sources who might like to discover all the wrong and illegal things that I get up to. I have to be able to deal with stressful situations in such a manner that I can use scapegoats rather than take responsibility for my own actions and governing authority. I have to be like the pope and be a good ambassador for my fraternity so as I can write a letter saying I am sorry for any hurt or confusion I may have caused though really I couldn't care less what I've done this why I need to have a good poker face so as not to let the cracks in my veneer show in case of causing a terrible injustice or embarrassment to myself or a member of the public.

To explain the one hundred and fifty men as it only seems fit to know what your guilty of.

The first fifty men was a target called 63a Newmarket:
The reason for this is because this is where I first heard the vile filth of abuse coming from three members of my own family connected with this address. To top it all you still had his scum fucking with my brain and the deal was made quite clear wasn't it, if the fire did not come you could spread your filth and vile about my abuse all over the newspaper.

When it did come all this was suppose to stop so dont ever tell me I haven't warned you and dont tell me this wasn't ever part of your righteous judgement for your own abase filthy evil rotten games where an abuse victim has been victimised harassed and abused as if once wasn't enough.

The second fifty men we're hoping is going to be Inverness Police Headquarters at Burnett Road. This is where the team operated that abused my hospitality and basically left me to live in a cardboard box and eat out of bins for the rest of my life.

You knew the price and it has already been stated what you need to do to make amends.Now maybe its time you paid the price instead of ten years of innocent people suffering because of a few ignorant bastards and their greed.

The third fifty men depends on the second. If it comes to pass and God has put his seal on it then we will expect Stornoway Police Station to be next, the reason being this is where the code red to use a military term went down on me and has continued to this day for almost ten years.

The reason I am giving for this being in Gods hands and his alone is because you have caused a fama on my name which is an offence and with your disgusting behaviour you haven't even given me the courtesy of a right to reply ... this whole idea is he is guilty with out being able to prove his innocence.

It sounds to me Gail you had a hand in this right from the very beginning and whatever comes to pass over the next couple of years concerning this deal we hope this is going to bring an end to your sick games.

P.S. The dates for the Lord's avenging is on the 23rd of December 2018 for Inverness and I like to think the next date will be the 23rd of December the following year for Stornoway Police Station.

The reason being this is the date that Boleskine House burned down on and if the Lord has seen fit to reward your evil with this judgement then what better fitting time than this.

Happy Christmas.

... "M" ... D
(Mercenaries of Destruction)

Fee Fi Fo Fum

Attacks come in many forms, some from outside and some from within ... but these one's hopefully will be from above. As the story goes we're not even allowed the freedom and liberty to meet our accusers to our faces which denies every biblical principle ever formed to reduce the drastic effects that God's Judgements can have.

In the Old Testament the prophet Elisha, I think, was sitting on a hill being pursued by the nation's King. He sat waiting for word from the king as to what it was that he desired of him. The king had sent an army after him to call him into his presence ...

The prophet sat as the captain of the guard sent fifty soldiers up there to capture him. As they approached the prophet said to the Lord ... If I be a man of God send down fire. That he did, it consumed all fifty of the soldiers. It happened three times before the captain of the guard having lost one hundred and fifty men decided he would approach the prophet and speak to him personally ... he also cried let it not happen to me I mean no harm.

This was Gods weapon of mass destruction performed by and in an act of faith. It delivered and it protected, it also taught a lesson that should never be forgotten.

If I was God ... I would bring Judgement down ...in another world ... not even a frown.

However, it is not up to me, I can only pray for a correction of what has gone before to bring peace where nothing but vile filth and shame has been massacring a pure divinity of Christ's righteousness.

So to Gail, who wanted some sort of proof or evidence, let the competition begin ... He did it once before when scum was at his height desecrating Holy things ... now lets see if he will do it again ... and if he does, I want one more time ... that will be my one hundred and fifty men.

This is to everyone that ever fucked with my mind and especially to Gail and her pretend sad S.A.S. team ... go fuck yourselves!

... and as for you saucy I've told you before ... so no more do want you want with it its fuck all use to me if I cant have it so go fiddle with your fucked up fanny over it ...

P.S. Who ever wants any of the estimated 30 million pounds just ask saucy as apparently i'm not even meant to be left alone to enjoy it ... so for all your corrupt little bastards just tell her how much you would like and how you would like it delivered and remember its cursed so why not call it the great stornoway free give away ... all I'll do is sit back and wait and see what happens and laugh ... so why not give first choice to Gail and her silly little free church fuckers that all think their meant to be millionaires .

Today :

Apparently I am being told this is not a nice position to leave anybody in ( nosy old neighbour ) quite frankly if it was entirely up to me I like to leave them contorted and strung up how that suit you No.57.

As for Mr. X who was responsible for turning it all down I hope he has good ears because he'll probably want to end up like Blondie who committed suicide the other week .... she was found hanging on the telephone.

All could have been averted with a simple phone call ... but no nice guys dont get anything ... not even courtesy.

From a widow's son ... :

My Father was a kind and generous man who taught me a lot from a young age. I only knew him till I was about seventeen and then the Lord took him and he was no more ... I suppose i have always somehow regretted the fact that I never had him as I grew older but then we have others that like to be our father figures .... thankfully I still had a mother to provide for me as my lively hood was not up to much and my two other brothers were incapable of caring for us as a family ....

I've always been on my own though not alone so for the next wee while i'm going to be in incommunicado with the Lord for a seal on this matter that has plagued me for the last nine out of ten years.

Here's the deal ... this one goes out to you Mr. Ian Mac Rae now that your at the helm.

My tally and asking price was one million pounds ... seven years work ... now here's the deal, I still want it, as you know the labourer is worthy of his hire. If not I am going to ask equinox's God to burn your Inverness Headquarters to the ground hopefully on the following date ... 23rd December 2018.

If this happens and the good Lord is willing it will settle an old score and put my mind to rest on the matter once and for all. Happy Christmas.

Bicpen: P.S. I've only known one occasion in my life where my prayer has been answered with fire and to be honest I was absolutely delighted ... the only thing was although it served it's purpose it was turned before it could burn down a target I had in mind for it ... eventually it was put out and no harm done, I was a bit miffed but the Lord knows best ...

May 11, 2018 at 9:43PM

... " M " ... i

To Equinox: if he still lives ...

We have great pleasure to serve as we do and in our line of work we expect the best ... and from you that is what we get.

We have discovered the great secret that all is free and available but in a world of kill or be killed the question remains ... are you ready and willing.

The aim is clear and the wheels of providence are in motion it is said and it is done nothing can tread on a fine road without good footwear to uphold on the long journey.

When needs must then it shall be and an end will be a victory for one and a sure Hell for another. To determine the cause is to understand the remedy and if so we are then able to cure or if needs be eradicate the disease.

Remember the song ... your star will shine again ... and as the God of all creation has put them in the heavens there must be one for you and me ... till we meet again ... Godspeed.

The crows are calling.

..." M "... i (Philosophy)

Information is power and power belongs to the people ... to do justice to the world of information lets look at what it really is and who owns it ... whatever the information may be.

Say I said to my friend, "Im having a steak for dinner tonight," to whom does that information belong to. In a sense it is my information because it was my knowledge but now I have told someone and it now belongs to them also. The truth of the matter is no one actually owns this information it is a sequence of knowledge which is free and though relating to me the information itself is free now that it has been released.

The idea that someone owns a piece of knowledge or information could be classed as ludicrous. No one once voiced has any right of ownership and therefore the information is free gratis and available to any one.

Lets take a more complex issue to think on ... a satellite orbiting earth full of information !!!

It could be possible to personally transmit a signal and rearrange access codes and gain control of the said information .... who has the right of law in such a scenario.

The satellite is in space which is not governed by any authority. The owner may argue that the satellite is their property and because they obtained the information it also belongs to them. Lets examine the possibility ... the information is free in theory and is only being held by an ownership of material.

To take control of the information and transmit to your own device would not really be considered unlawful as only in space is there no jurisdiction. The information is a free agent and always has been what is debatable is the means by which that information is obtained.

If it is considered unlawful to transmit your signal to the satellite and rearrange the access codes which are also information and possibly take control of the satellite .... you therefore have the possession of the information illegally.

Is it to be considered stealing ... it depends on the means by which the free information is obtained, what then is lawful and governs a free agent of knowledge ... my answer would be truly God.

..." M "... i

" ... I'd rather a full bottle in front of me rather than a full frontal lobotomy ... "

M ... "$" ... (Millionaire Club)

Saucy this one is for you ... Im not quite sure what the script is but I dont seem to be getting anything in reply. You know me well and phoning or emailing shouldn't be a problem ... its to do with the money?

As far as I am concerned whatever is my portion is it is now to be considered cursed ... you know I was screwed over before and what followed so let that be a little reminder if you have any doubts about it.

All I wanted was my fair share ... sure possession is nine tenths of the law but what do we really possess ... it all belongs to God even the air we breath. So here's to you ... you took a risk and you were faithful but for some reason we're not getting the message through ... what's mine is mine what's yours is yours and if the curse belongs to mine then do what is right and forget about it, as for me, I know its going to be cursed as we seem to have a communication breakdown .... if its anything to do with Gail or the MOD or the police I'd like to hear about it, as for me, in my mind, its already done.

All you needed was faith.

M ... "$" ... (Millionaire Club)

Last line of business for a while:

Just remember people there is a curse for those who have gained ill gotten gain by unscrupulous methods ...

As with Abraham curse those that curse thee and bless those that bless thee.

I have a feeling there has been unsound meddling going on with the numbers, so from now on, I will cease and whoever wishes to continue can take their own risks.

This is all people and we know who it is Iain so dont worry the Lord is never wrong when it comes to his judgements or his blessings for that matter, ... so long Pig ... so long ...

DIE ... MOTHER F*$&£!

Well February the fourteenth is just about upon us ... Valentines Day ... also my ten year anniversary of moving to this Island.

Just to say my ten year search is over for my soul mate as from the above date. I have spent my time talking and exploring people from this side of the water and apparently its all in my imagination.

So for the years I have been looking for someone to spend my life with the search is over as no one wants me as I am to difficult to live with ... well thats mental illness for you, Gail.

As for saucy and the team my hopes of ever reaching my finances that I won are ended and from now on I want to hear no more about them ... wealth and fortune that was all in my own head also ... we all like to dream ... but as for any of it materialising I'd rather not waste my time and energy thinking about it.

Ten Years is a longtime and from now on I just want to relax and forget any of this existed. I've tried and no one wanted to know or even be concerned with any of it ... so from now on its just me and my illness until I die ... oh and the abuse inside my head from Gail and her friends ... so long saucy, cathline, and little tut tut ... it was nice while we had the time together but from now on I'm just going to suffer my abuse in my mind from Gail and her friends .... it'll probably last for the rest of my life ... everything's been exhausted, hospital treatment drugs talking I dont know what else can be done, even talking sense to them doesn't work so there you go ... dont say I didn't try.

The M ... "$" .... (Millionaire club) Philosophy.

The idea of the millionaire club is not to make people wealthy beyond their dreams but to make people's money work for them for a better life.

The idea is ... if you can function on what you earn then why not put all your bills in one pot and find out how much you need to sustain that alone for three to five years. The bonus money received through the millionaire club is freeing up the weekly or monthly wage for a more comfortable lifestyle that will make you feel like a millionaire.

Vasts of money is not the answer .... allowing money to work in small amounts is the key therefore building a bigger picture over time to allow the freedom to live a better more stable financial relationship in your life.

We do not believe in greed and greed is not the answer ... it just breeds the one dollar more attitude ... which will never satisfy. In this case small is good and becomes more is plenty. It is a way for sustainable release of equity and the peace of mind that you are worth what you make ... giving a better ethos to your working life and making for a better well being all round.

The system of the numbers are built on trust so that we can use the funds for a greater audience and more profitable gain all round. With five numbers it is easy to treat the system with disdain and cheat for a higher reward but is this really what you want and would it even be all that beneficial ... cheating is a liars game ... we're not here for cheats but here for the benevolence of our community and wider society ... it is our duty and a right as we see fit so please be careful and build your power on trust.

M ..."$"... (Millionaire Club)

The millionaire club is now in order ... I call for the first line of business the win tier:

First Tier: 3 numbers: £5 - £10
Second Tier: 4 numbers £25 - £45
Third Tier: 5 numbers £10,000 - £40,000
Fourth Tier: 5 numbers one star £70,000 - £140,000

Second line or order of business:

The first tier is for children, pocket money once per week.
The second Tier is for teenagers, pocket money once per week.

The third tier is for three or five year plans and adults in need.

The fourth tier is for major help and to be distributed sparingly.

Third Tier must submit a three or five year plan with money they need to support for one year, this way the play will be limited to a small amount to the individual each year.

The fourth Tier is for major payouts and is to be submitted with a three year or five year plan with the amount of money due for a year, may cover such things such as retirement plans and long term hospital stays for elderly parents or mortgage payments, etc.

Third Tier payments must not use the "lucky" star.

Third Tier payment to be limited to about four a week and Fourth Tier payments to be limited to two a week depending on finances needed.

Authorised vendors are to be Little Tut-tut and Cathline...you may contribute by contacting my email address.

Example: Five year plan or Three Year Plan

House hold bills: £5500 * 5 = £27500
Car Repayments: £5000 * 5 = £25000
Mortgage Repayments: £4500 * 5 = £22500

Total: £75000 / 5 = £15000 per Year
1 Payment Third tier per Year for five years.

Total: £75000 / 3 =£25000 per year
1 Payment Third tier per year for three years.

No other payments from the; M ..."$"... till after the five or three year term.

For anyone concerned ...

Gail is an individual who works for the police and who has been orchestrating a hate campaign against me for several years now if not longer ... I only know her by this name. She even new about the abuse in my life and wanted to turn the whole thing around and make me look like I am a deluded insane fool who no body can believe. She's done a pretty good job ... and all because of what I wrote about MacLeod. She happens to be a supporter of the new innovative Free Church and hates anything to do with the continuing. My life has been the subject of her reprisals and mischief making so she can write her silly little psychological results to all her social psychology experiments ...

Try this one for size why not phone stornoway Police Station and ask why one of the two police officers who visited my home in connection with a claim of a satanic ritual abuse incident told me a woman had handed in a statement concerning the whole thing ... just ask and see what they reply ... you will be told I am telling lies and that it was me that made the whole thing up ... and you wonder why they never followed there own procedures and copied the conversation in their black books they carry with them. Like their supposed to.

THE WHOLE IDEA IS THE MORE INSANE I GET TO LOOK THE BIGGER THE LAUGH THEY CAN HAVE AT ME ...

... its quite simple and its cruel and twisted.

This is the last thing I am going to write on the matter.

P.S. I 'll tell you how sick it got ... Gail and her colleagues actually spread information concerning my private life into the public domain with the intention that I would hurt someone, so they could have me incarcerated once and for all as a violent schizophrenic ... which would mean carstairs.

Thats the nuts and bolts of it all ... there are you satisfied.

Anyone wishing to query or ask about anything to do with my writings under the name of BICPEN please use the following email address:

bicpen1973@outlook.com

Personal emails for anything else please use the following email address:

georgebingham1@gmail.com

The Mystery of Dunblane has been solved and a conclusion has been given. It is undoubtedly in my mind a prophetic event with a damning verdict on the Free Church of Scotland. It can be found in my portfolio and in my book called Testimony ... where Angels dare ...

It has for twenty three years been playing and plaguing my mind as to what and why it all had to happen. Read all about one mans experience and the true tale of discovery it has led to, please remember this was an actual event and the following story with my own personal conclusion are based on facts and real people.

What am I suppose to do ... I don't want to talk to these Bastards I don't want anything to do with them I want no memory of Police but the constant bombardment of infiltration on my mind is never ceasing. You really don't care about anything to do with me you are determined to make me ill and you are so sanctimonious with it you couldn't give a shit. I've wasted twenty five years almost of my life sacrificing everything for this shit and now I want to spend the next twenty five forgetting about this shit and everyone and everything ever involved in it . You have robbed me of every pleasure in life and I couldn't care less for your feigned word of sorry and your ceaseless bitching about what is right and what is wrong ... you were all wrong and you can take your Godless lives and rot in Hell where your real reward lies. End this shit once and for all it lies in your hands not mine I am defenceless and you are guilty ... cease and return to your Hell bent destruction somewhere else but not in my head or life.

Thanks Dido That's lovely ... that's just what I like to here this is what I used to do on New Year until a few years ago this ones for you ... your a gem Dido !!!!

Its calling sea as echoes sound at dawn;
Its tide is high, now turned: she stretches low.
In snow are winters taws, a brazen morn;
Soft sands reflecting time: another trow.
Above, a distant sky is sprawling wide;
Now shadows are aloft: far looming hills.
The sullen tempest clouds bright moon does hide;
Its sound is eerie: lonely grating shrills.
But go must I and prove my heart to still,
Emotion guides; sharp: mind and head alive.
Then soon it's body bare and dive at will;
The rolling crests at height: both fierce are tried.
A longed for feeling, close are welcome tears;
Atlantic kissed: a new and happy year.

This is an original 22nd Song from back in the day I forgot how good they were and reunited a bit like coming out of retirement ... the moneys good so why not ... just like the £25000 turned down and it wasn't like they didn't get proof. The answer was no so from now on I d just like to forget about all this Police shit and concentrate on enjoying my life again ... come on the guy got caught with a wack and that was just one trip out fancy that ... probably Sheriff Sutherland and his fat ugly pig headed shit for a brains that refused. As for the Babe she's welcome anytime so long as there's no dirty business ...

Amway's at some point I'm gonna get rid of this depressive maniac and live a fulfilled life that is my hope and dream so here's to it ...

Ten Years
It's been ten years since this life was lost to the world of intelligence and information, all useful. Nothing has really changed the world still turns and crime is crime and life revolves round the spindle of its providence. I have been wondering after the torture and treatment of the past eight or nine years what my life really has been worth to some of these people. My doctor had put me on high doses of potent antipsychotics lasting a year and a half now just reduced to levels it was before. On high doses, it is no understatement to say the brain is put into a vegetative state of survival and the mind really does regress into utter retardedness. Apart from the physical effects the mental effects are the worst to deal with total and appropriate psychological torture.
All this has been for my stand for truth of what I believe to be real in my own life, I cannot understand this great battle to cave my belief system into the nonsense that the authorities wish it to be. I have been suffering with a dilemma of whether to laugh or cry according to what perception I take my last ten years. The main antagonist Gail is still prevalent in my mind. Voices and conversations are still heard and to top it all after the last psychological battle where my past was revealed through unnatural causes I find myself now being told It was all imagined.
What is a man's life worth? That you won't give him the truth about his condition or of all that has been going on with him. The idea I believe it's to make me truly believe that this has all been a delusion of the mind and none of it is real or ever existed. It would be good if that were true but the human psyche has a way of providing a means for the truth to keep your sanity. Delusion is an easy option when you deal in lies and deceit whereby a victim or patient or individual can easily be persuaded to live your lie. However, my life is my life and like the song says though I need you and I want you I can't get you. The truth can be evasive but it never leaves the realm of history. The only thing that leaves history are people and places. Providence is the real test ... can you hold out ... can you believe your own lie ... can you keep the lies together without a break and release.
Well here's to ten years of what was supposed to be a happy time but unfortunately has been much exacerbated and destructive ... due to a few individuals and their so called truth. Ask yourself this Gail and friends will it stand the test of time. So long for another ten years.

Bicpen: EQUINOX : LIVES ON AND STRONG ... God Bless " M " i. The Lucky Six: strike hard and go soft ... may God curse the wretches who deny the truth and give due blessing to all who live by the truth.

August 8, 2017 at 10:17AM

As you know I like to tell my stories with music so here`s a selection of true stories as follows ... this one is the most recent.
All I can remember about my mental illness is that it consists of unnecessary voices connected with unnatural feelings that are not natural to me.
Over the years I have become used to the voices and though tiresome and weary of listening to them I cannot escape their lure as I have no power to make them cease.
Normally they consist of one main antagonist with multiple friends that contort my thoughts and feelings. They are never at rest and always probing into private affairs and matters only I know about. They have for been accompanying me for at least twenty three years and I understand what the psychiatric fraternity have to say about them.
They are according to medical specialists auditory hallucinations.
I find it hard to believe sometimes that what I hear and experience is not real people in some way shape or form. I am spiritual and I understand some of the more diverse things of the spirit whereby people can be heard in their private quarters without knowledge. There is an example in scripture relating to this.

Bearing this in mind recently in the last year I was hospitalised and re medicated, no new assessment just the same old medication, horrible stuff.
I was enduring before this hospitalisation a very real serious plague of voices which led me to contact the police force here in Scotland. The reason that I need to let it all out is because the voices plague me so much the pressure they build up in my mind is torturous and unbearable.
I phoned to tell them what the voices were relating to and told them I had been Ritually Satanically Abused. In the following months I had a couple of correspondence with our then police chief inspector Roddy Mackay who dealt with the matter. The initial statement was made at my door and not recorded in a black book and lo and behold I was put on the vulnerable persons database.
The matter was complained about and as it went further the voices were to blame for my outpouring of this personal incident which was brutally lied about in the chief inspectors reply. He is now retired. I explained my abuse in succinct detail consistent of an attack where I was forced to commit the act of bestiality, here`s the thing even though I know and told him it was a woman that had forced me he replied amongst his lies, that, believe it or not, it was his predecessor John Norman Murdo Macleod who had perpetrated the act against me .
The reason I tell you this is because I told him I could never solve the crime and as far as he is concerned I can only imagine the twisted delight he and his pals would have taken in writing his conclusion.

My reason for explaining this is so you understand why I have such animosity towards the police and why it always appears to come out when I write.



This one one`s for the chief inspector and his mates the BASTARDS CAN ROT IN HELL ... !!!

Bicpen: You couldn't make this shit up ...

May 19, 2017 at 5:39PM

So Long Good Buddies!

Friends of my love I hold you dear,
mirth rides the sky sacrifice calls.
I say my farewell, lend your ear,
time is wasted words are futile.
My mire is deep but heaven clear,
misery's sorrow spills my blood.
Sorry means nothing where I peer,
your faith is silent when mine spoke.
Happy anniversary dear seer,
harmony speaks rhyme in tandem
when fucking someone up the rear,
be careful the knives don't splinter.

A final remark

Hell devours Donald MacLeod's lies,
and he deceives only himself,
the day madman's mirth rides the sky
listen for the clap of thunder:

"... Hell has swallowed the whore ..."

WHEN my eternal flame goes up Cathleen can have my Yoda figure and my Lava lamp ... just beware of the dark side and don't go up in smoke ... Little Tut Tut can have Oi but she'll have to speak to Andrew.

oh aye ... ! Saucy can have my one and only love stick from Guam ... you'll love it.

WHITE FAITH
(Competition of Faith ... just like Mount Carmel!)

As a follow up to my story, The White Stone, found in my portfolio concerning my brother, some new information has come to light. With this new information I would like to set a challenge and competition to all who are interested. There is a reward of £500 Sterling or the equivalent to such as whatever year it is completed.

The competition is open to all of Faith and requires access to my private property. The new information I have tells me the white stone is in the grounds of my own property. There is a set of steps at the gable end of the house and from this platform the stone was thrown. It lies, I believe, in the central corridor or zone of the few facing these steps. It may possibly be on the croft attached to the few but still in the central zone.

If anyone is interested in taking up this challenge to find my brother's white stone my appreciation as I said will be shown in good old fashioned cash, sterling, £500.

I have had it in my mind since discovering this to look for it myself; I do believe it could be found. To further your interest please read the full story to give you a perspective of what it would mean to me personally for it to be found.

One other thing to mention ... if you take the challenge remember to be in prayer for the safe keeping of the stone and also I would like to add that it may be a reasonable and good idea to pray for it to be found just as Andrew, my brother, found it.

Anyone needing any other information about this competition should email me at my own email to arrange access. You can have as long as you want and be as careful as you need to be until it is found ... I do need to arrange your permission to be on my property ... it may be a good holiday project or days off project if your are interested.

Many thanks, and I wait to hear from anyone who wants to get involved ... email ..

When the money runs out ? It's not as bad as when your life runs out!

The great crash of 2008/2009 was a world-wide event with catastrophic consequences on a world wide scale. I believe it was a judgment from the hand of God. This world and its God of Mammon, or money, are long due the rebuke of global economic meltdown. Ten years on we may say we have recovered ? But have we?

There is no longer the lavish outpouring of finance to the world where once citizens could buy their lifestyles. Many have been forced to food banks, there are tighter controls on lending to businesses as well as to the public. We have the lowest interest rates known for a generation and also quantitative easing, which has not proved the effective measure which it was thought it would be.

Imagine, just for a moment, if all this could have been avoided ? What would the world be like today. I believe there are those that heard the warning from that man mentioned who served his town, his Nation, and his Church, a covenant Church.

Where were those in a position of authority in direct contact with this man and who were they to decide a world's fate. A fall, on the scale never see in our generation, for a few dollars; for a job where the name of the game was secret information.

I know fine well the truth of my life. The acts that have been perpetrated against me since many a year whether to keep me confused or silent or even to kill I have survived, and I have no real understanding as to why. It doesn't change the perception or the reality of what happened in history.

A life was used in the service of the British Crown and God was called for, and he answered, as he did with his rebuke on this world and its God Satan. God and Satan have been playing this game for all of time eternal and God always wins, as was proved in this instance.

History cannot be erased nor changed by the element of lies and deceit, they only serve to condemn those perpetrators of them even further into the abyss of Hell.

I had high hopes as a young man and to a degree I have served them with great satisfaction. However, my own personal sadness is the failure and distrust that has been corrupting my life because of these events. The great machine or the system used to discredit and deride individuals has taken a heavy toll in my life and on my mind.

What I needed the most was love, someone to love, a sense of belonging and wellbeing. Instead of these all I got was trouble and sorrow of a man made web of deceit. It is no wonder that God keeps his eye awake all the time, whereas, Satan has not got the vision nor the ability to override the Lord's Providence.

Remember this ? The Apostles were few, only twelve, but they were called the men that turned the world upside down. I consider myself like them in many ways. I also have been crucified like some of them, also, I have had my faith rewarded in this life partly.

The next life is where I will see the truth of all that is before my mind's eye in my memory. On the other side which will be heaven for me, there I will have the complete revelation; the story of truth where no one can tell me any different.

There's a story I heard from a man, believe it or not it is entirely up to you, I believe it. It makes this song of Johnny Cash more personal and relevant for me.

He was, as some background, converted to christianity at a young age. He was twenty one at the time and a young man of many deep convictions. He always expressed love and compassion in all that he did and very few knew him well but he always said just ask my Saviour about me. He was devoted to The Lord Jesus Christ in all that he did and never ever told a lie, not since his awakening to Glory ... he said if he did he would probably die by being struck down with lightening like the storm that surrounded his conversion experience.

He said telling the truth is no crime and leave the consequences to God.

He started a job, so to speak, when he was twenty seven. To begin with he did not know how long it would last. It involved some very secretive stuff involving the police and other law authorities. He enjoyed it so much that he found it a calling in his life.

He was actually gifted with prophecy which he had from the start of his Christian life. To him this was just a continuation of his Christian walk helping on the side of truth and justice. It continued for seven long years like, he said, when an old biblical saint was asked to work for his wife Sarah, seven long years.

He was so involved with his work he could not relate anything about it to anyone not involved and even signed an official form signing any trouble to him personally away from those overseeing the project.

He had many a personal turmoil in his life which was his affliction but with his work he was kept content. It was not all ease and glory as some very difficult personal circumstances were demanded being involved with the work. Many a personal trial was forged through this work but many a victory was gained.

Here's the bit I find even more interesting and makes me think more about this man, he said he was asked at the end of his seven years what sort of thank you gift or payment he would like to receive. He suggested one million pounds sterling no more no less. He told them he had already served his purpose and everyone was happy with what went on and as he had a house to retire too he needed the money to refurbish and decorate to set himself up for a peaceable existence after he would leave his town and family.

The request was not granted and to top it all he was laughed and scorned at derided beyond belief and sacrificed to the overseers poor judgment on the matter. Before he went quite on the matter he told them he would give one last sign for their reward to his gift and as he left his home one day, after closing the front door and zipping up his jacket secure in his gift, the voice of God came to him to tell the employers what will happen because of their cruel treatment of this young Godly man.

The Lord told him to tell them because of this reward their economy would fall. This was in the year that the great bank roll happened and the economy of the world crashed. He was twenty seven when he started and thirty four when he left, he is now forty two going on forty three. He said that day he got the news from the Lord he knew it was serious and even now we are still suffering the terrible consequences of a bad decision by those that thought they knew better. In his own words he says they just took advantage of him and thought that the good times would just continue ... until he left.

When I asked him why the million he broke down some figure which all added up ... 7 years at £65 per hour for a 39 hour week ... £922740 with the rest for a bonus for good results. This to him was the equivalent payment of specialized work.

A true story ...




The truth ...





I was this man ...

Bicpen: I'll tell you what Donny I'm having a ball apart from the shit in my head. You just go and enjoy life and just remember the end of the wicked, we're all sinners so just pray for the Lord to have mercy and like Solomon once you've weighed up everything in this life and all its consequences there really is nothing but to enjoy what you have ... just thank the Lord and drink to be merry and mind the culture ... lol

November 2, 2017 at 8:30AM

... "M" ... $.

Money:

It is the symbol of the world. When riches abound and fame and fortune are discovered they are to be considered the ultimate God. It has a hold like nothing in this world and whether we like it or not we can neither live with or without it. In some religions there is a great green one eyed monster who consumes money. It is the God of Mammon, or the world.

Our aim team is not greed but proof of precision and obedience. We are the freeloaders who are gifted to the tune of listening where others fail to hear. It is not that we are special but we are attuned to the dedication of what it is the Holy Spirit of God has to say to us. Some listen and forget, some listen and argue; true listeners are like Mary the Mother of our Lord Jesus Christ, they hold what they hear in their hearts, why? Until it is proved.

We are not the Wall Street Bankers fortified on deal breaking and lending and buying; we are the custodians of the gift of the prophetic elements of the Spirit. What we have learned is for our benefit and that of others. It is a secondary step to obedience, because we listen we are rewarded with the element of providence or prophecy concerning it. We are the few who realize God can and will, if we only submit and listen to him.

Heres to you team ... there was a woman who was rich and when asked what she thought about it here was her reply: I have been both rich and poor but to be rich is better.

Remember we are poor in spirit and not to be proud as God has kept us this way through much affliction. Our job is to learn to be obedient, and to live satisfactory lives being fulfilled in and with God. Never complain against him and never doubt his word when it is made sure and steadfast with tokens and proof ... if you do ... you call God a liar and cause shame upon your own head.

"The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom. The fear of the Lord is to hate pride and eschew evil."

God be with you.

"... THE NEW LUCKY SIX ..."

I now unveil the new M:

... "M"... $. (The Millionaire Club)

To the girls of the gang; Little Tut Tut, Saucey, Cathline,Regulative Principle, Firefox and me ... We are now the new designated Lucky six and the six man team with the Prophecy as the Seventh ... the man with the authority.

We have been convened today and will continue pro rata as able for the next three months whereby we shall have time to fulfill the requirements to make us rich ... October the eighth one month before D-Day ... Donald Trump Day all bets to be settled.

No more DT'S for the regulative principle as she has had a change of occupation to make sure things go according to plan and oversee everything is in order ... her new instruction is to learn about her new name and position.

We could still use the nail ... Right hand inquiry time: Left hand action stations to deliver and the contract position for the deal is on or bets placed.

Three tier payment system: (i) (ii) (iii)

BASED ON STAKE MONEY / % ON ALL RETURNS ... INCLUDING STAKE.
WORKED ON AN AVERAGE OF 3/1 BETTING ODDS.

EXAMPLE:

£500 STAKE @ 3/1
£2000 @15% = £300
£500/£2000 = 25% ALL RETURNS
£300/£2000 = 15% ALL RETURNS

60% RETURN IN WINNINGS.

(i): £0-£500 ... 15%
(ii): £500-£5000 ... 20%
(iii): £5000 or above ... 25%

Bicpen: In poetry we like to sing. It's like telling a story. Everyone has a story to tell, and everyone can write a book ...only the few have fifteen minutes of fame, sing it like it should; listen to your bluebird ... !

May 31, 2016 at 7:05AM

Anyone here remember me ... ? I`m Bicpen apologies to anyone left on here who is still mad at me for my forthright opinions. If you are to review any of my work please pop round to my profile page so you can understand what I`m after ... otherwise you get the syphylography poem up your quill.

Make sure your ink is true and your nerve sure cause Ive been around on this site and because im starting all over again please accept my apologes ...! Here`s to you G the one and only Gungalo ... you live for ever.

michaelcahill: Hey. Welcome back. Apologize in advance ... great idea!!

August 25, 2015 at 3:31PM

Bicpen: Its a bit like when Elvis died ... the cry went up , "What a great career move!"

August 25, 2015 at 4:48PM

Amsterdam: Welcome back, Bicpen. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ am

August 26, 2015 at 9:46AM

I am Cat: I see you know two of my favs here, Bic :)

August 26, 2015 at 5:49PM

Bicpen: There old pals ... nice to see someone remembers me other than just the page of obscurity.

August 26, 2015 at 8:57PM

JanPerry: Its better to have a review , its impartial

August 27, 2015 at 8:22AM

JanPerry: ..so why did you disappear in the first place? Lost your nerve?

September 21, 2015 at 9:59AM

Death ?

Death to me is a serious subject and to take the opinion from the Holy Bible about death is a very weighty matter.

The thing about death is, that, unless you have an inward sense of what the consequences are in it, it will mean nothing but a farewell to this world and an entrance into some benign land of joy.

Death is very real and so also are its consequences ... I make no apology for the onerrous or burdensome, somewhat oppressive stlye I write in about the subject.

Death has a way of sharpening the senses to the reality of life and takes no prisoners when it comes to the individual calling to Judgement ... "it is appointed for all men to die and after this the judgement."

P.S. ... my joy is that I have been saved from the spiritual death not only of sin in this world but the misery of its reward in the next world, namely, Hell.

... I am not a Roman Catholic but a Reformed Presbyterian ...

DIS-illusioned: Odin and Zeus be praised!

September 8, 2013 at 10:51PM

Ben Colder : Death is part of living. Sometime people need to reach a certain age before really understanding the fact. Shalom

February 4, 2014 at 9:52AM

Amsterdam: I hope you are well, I haven't heard, so I can't tell... I hope to hear from you. And I hope you, help to tell. Now, ? do you have a clear view? Now, ? Help to ring the bell?

March 25, 2014 at 1:08AM

IF ... Bicpen decides to stay here's what he wants ... He wants reviewing stars to be appropriate THAT MEANS NO 5 STARS OR ABOVE UNLESS IT DESERVES IT. He wants less trivial reviews and clear guidance as to how to correct his work where there may be a problem.

Bicpen is only trying to master his art and has only so much knowledge he can glean on his own ... that is why I am putting this last plea into operation and anyone that is seriously considering helping him succeed please contact him by Private Message so he can put you on his contact list and be his buddy ...

... otherwise I am afraid to say the Last Post really will be his last.