n 26th November, I
came to write this page from adding a note to the end of the page giving
the words of the hymn Hushed was the Evening Hymn….. I was writing
about The Da Vinci Code verse referring to Rosslyn. I could not
remember the exact rhyme from the novel so I went to find my copy of the
book. I could not locate my first copy of The Da Vinci Code.
This was the one I had actually read, a now rather disfigured and
annotated paperback. It was nowhere to be found. So I had taken down my
second copy of The Da Vinci Code which I had bought because its
Whitcoulls' catalogue number was 46884 with its links to real royal lines
and Diana’s death. I had bought that copy on 23rd August 2004
for $22.99. The price of the first copy I had bought, at Borders Books in
central Auckland on 31st May 2004 had been $22.95. The mean
price of the two copies was $22.97. Remember this mean price.
This second copy was
a virgin one – at least, it was until I wrote a cryptic note on page 557
on 24th November 2006. It was rather a symbolic allusion to
the virgin and the whore. I flicked through the latter parts of the
novel….past the flight to Biggin Hill, events in Westminster Abbey…. Then
I had caught sight of page 557. “What was on that page?” I wondered. The
words I found were so incredibly relevant now, far more so than on the day
I first read them.
The last words from
Langdon, in the chapter that ends on page 557, were “Only the worthy find
the Grail. You taught me that, Leigh.” On page 555, Leigh Teabing had
just seen the Codex land on the stone floor, shattering the glass vial
within, the vinegar quickly devouring the clue written on a papyrus scroll
– note papyrus again. The secret of the Grail was lost forever…… But on
page 557, Langdon’s words now represented a reiteration of a message which
has been echoed to me for the past eight months.
Those words, which
Dan Brown was caused to pen, have been a major theme in my writing since I
was in North Wales in March 2006. * That was the day I returned to the
spot where the spirit of Mary Magdalen crossed with the spirit of the
Impossible Princess. There had been the coincidence of the Virgin Brush
(NB and the magpie on the fencepost) before I climbed Conway Mountain.
That night, just a little to the west, I had made my dinner in a car park
in the shadow of Llanfairfechan Mountain, overlooking the LNWR line to
Holyhead.
I had opened the
Daily Telegraph for the day. It happened to be a Gaudy Night at
Worcester College, Oxford. Reading in the light of the car’s interior
light, I came upon a striking coincidence. For once, the Telegraph
had a Page 3 Girl. Anita Roddick of The Body Shop and champion of caring
consumerism had finally ‘got into bed’ with Lyndsey Owen-Jones, CEO of
L’Oréal. The Body Shop had sold out to the aggressive L’Oréal. She was
definitely ‘worth it’ - £200M or so, it seemed.
Lyndsey Owen-Jones
had been in my year at Worcester College, Oxford, although he had not
attended the 1965 Gaudy Night which many of us did attend, nigh on 40
years later, on 4th October 2003. He was a modern linguist. I
had quite a few modern linguist friends at Worcester, Cliff Lauer, for
example. In fact, it was through him that I met my future first wife,
Margaret Phillips, then an LMH modern linguist. But I cannot remember
ever exchanging a single word with Lyndsey Owen-Jones.
He went on to become
the most high profile and probably the most successful of all our 1965
matriculation year. In the shape of L’Oréal, he has recently, endowed a
Chair of Marketing at Oxford, tenable at Worcester, a really valuable
contribution both to the academic world and to humanity in general. Now
the sharpest minds can be brought to bear on the most intractable of
problems facing modern man, such as how to make people buy more of what
they don’t need, ‘because they are worth it’! And Worcester is so
grateful to other old boys – the Americans prefer the term Alumni – like
the library funding by one Rupert Murdoch, someone else notable for having
‘enriched the world’ by his contribution. The Observer last Sunday
referred to Murdoch as ‘the overlord of sleaze’. Still, to the Worcester
College of today, all that matters is money, not ideas, and certainly not
the reality of the existence of God. The times of men like A.N. Bryan
Brown and John Masterman are long gone.
It was only when I
came to write about this strange coincidence, much heightened by
coincidences outside The Body Shop in Llandudno the day before and others
at the Heart Foundation charity shop that it suddenly came to me.
Coincidences happen because you are worth it. They are not automatic.
They come only if you are worth it. What is the point of bothering to
communicate with someone who is always ‘switched off’? Such people have
got all the answers. They have set their own goals, determined where they
are going to be. What possible guidance could they need to a real
purpose in their lives? Why do they need communication from God when they
have cell phones and the internet?
One woman said to me
not that long ago “I knew then (at the age of fourteen, in 1965) I wanted
to be like her.” Her role model was a forty-year-old woman, a rich,
well-groomed and successful real-estate agent from Canada. The comment
came as something of a shock to me. I had seen this role model as
shallow, untrustworthy, vocal and pushy, but essentially all show. I was
eighteen. I suppose she was my first encounter with a ‘successful’
feminist.
So what is it within
us that causes us to make those vital choices so early on? After all, it
is the choices we make that determine whether we are ‘worth it’, both in
this world and the next. But in all this, is there not a key to explain
the apparent contradiction between free will, prophecy and destiny?
A recent
advertisement in New Zealand has a man now coming out with the weasel
words. So next time you see a L'Oréal advert, with some ‘star’,
‘personality’ or ‘ supermodel’ reminding you that you should pamper
yourself with expensive, L'Oréal products, ‘because you’re worth it’,
ponder the question. Are you really?
And so on p 557 of
The Da Vinci Code, there was this significant closing sentence.
That meant much more to me now on 24th November 2006 than when
I had first read it. Clearly it had been drawn to my attention at the
right time. Only the worthy find the Grail. Elsewhere
(Jenny’s find on Advent Sunday in The Da Vinci Code) – the Grail finds you. Should that
read ‘meaningful coincidence finds you’?
Later that night I
went to find the non-virgin copy of The Da Vinci Code. I found it
under a pile of books, where else? It was in Hut 3 . On page 557 of this
well-used copy, there is no indication that I saw any particular
significance in that phrase on my first reading of it. The only element of
significance was that that date of my first reading p557 in The Da
Vinci Code was 31st August 2004. It was the seventh
anniversary of Diana's murder. This was another link into the real royal
lines of the Alpha and Omega Codes. See The Sentinel of Eternity.
(LINK)
Now I will continue
with what I intended to write when I began to add the Footnote to
Hushed was the Evening Hymn. I began to write this section only in
order to refer to the strange connection between Rosslyn Chapel and the
true story of Mary Magdalen, a connection which lies in the River North
Esk.
Dan Brown, in common
with many others puts forward the story that the Holy Grail was once
hidden in Rosslyn Chapel. Why else does he have his High Priestess living
nearby? But whereas the traditional Grail is the Cup of the Last Supper,
Brown instead creates his own Grail. It is a treasure chest containing
the bones of Mary Magdalen, her marriage documents, the true gospel of
Jesus, and all the secrets of the Royal line, which supposedly emanate
from the union of Mary Magdalen and Jesus. Doubtless there would also be
evidence of Mary’s role as the ‘co-creator’ of the original
‘Christianity’.
But the real Grail,
like the Philosopher’s Stone, reveals the secret of eternal life. It is
to be found not in association with the bones of Mary Magdalen, but in
conjunction with her spirit.
It was her spirit
that was sent to us in the shadow of Conway Mountain on 5th
April 1986. On 18th March 2006, I had returned there for the
first time in almost 20 years. It is rather more than chance that it
happened to be the exact third anniversary of the publication of The Da
Vinci Code in New York, on 18th March 2003. I had thought
that the caravan site, where our experience happened, had vanished in the
coast road motorway redevelopment. But that day I discovered that it had
not.
That very same day
in 2006 was also the first anniversary of my dismissal from my
long-standing wastewater job at the Tuakau rendering plant. That job,
which began at Easter in 1997 and ended at Easter in 2005, had produced so
much evidence to authenticate the story of the real
Mary Magdalen, a key
person in The Enigmas of Easter.
By chance, that
Saturday in 2006 marked the final stage of The Da Vinci Code trial
in the High Court in London. The Counsel for the defendants summed up on
Friday, 17th March, the plaintiffs on Monday, 20th
March. It is all part of the Interactive Tapestry, which God has woven.
Crede Signo – that coincidence came on 19th March.
The line in question
from The Da Vinci Code was ‘The Holy Grail ‘neath Ancient
Rosslyn waits….’ And it was this line that led me to look at a map of
Edinburgh and its immediate environs.
In autumn 1986, I
had begun to feel that we needed some special paper to print the
autobiographies of Mary Magdalen and Ankhsoun-pa-Aten. Photocopy paper,
although fairly cheap, did not seem appropriate. But any other kind of
paper was expensive and not available in the sizes needed by our small
printing machine. The solution came from a comment someone made to me in a
telephone call during the course of my inquiries. That was how I came to
hear of Mill Ends and that is how we got the Mottled Vellum Parchment
paper to print the true story of Mary Magdalen. The background image to
these web pages is derived from that paper. Even in the name, there is a
strange coincidence, for parchment was what she might indeed have written
her own story down on, had they had the money to buy it and had she been
able to write. But as neither condition was satisfied, our book Mary,
Daughter of Elohim is the first transferring of her true story to
paper.
The mill which we
were led to, which offered us this paper, is at Auchendinny, just to the
south of Edinburgh. The paper was made using the water from the River
North Esk. A mile or so later, that water flows ‘neath Rosslyn's Walls’.
So, once again, Dan Brown was inspired, at least in this respect, when he
wrote The Holy Grail ‘neath Ancient Roslin waits. The connection
is in the treated wastewater. Treating wastewater has been my ‘chosen’
profession since 1973. And the book has waited since 1986 to see the
light of common day.
But we bought that
paper in autumn 1986, eight years before Dan Brown realised he could be a
writer. His inspiration for his career was a novel, which he found on the
beach in Tahiti in 1993, around the time we were led to Patmos. He picked
up a paperback called The Doomsday Conspiracy by Sydney Sheldon.
After reading it Dan Brown decided he could write just as well himself.
And it turned out that he could, with some external assistance unbeknown
to him. For both The Da Vinci Code and Angels and Demons
shows strong signs of God's inspiration. But in the second novel, that
inspiration, which came direct to Dan Brown, came into conflict with the
will of his research assistant. The role of his personal New Age
priestess, his powerful wife, Blanche was very much fleshed out during the
High Court action in London. It is noteworthy how she was kept out of
it, spared the witness box, the harsh exposure to the light of truth. Was
this just another Deception Point, I wondered? The coincidence of
the Llandudno Heart Foundation charity shop on 17th March 2006
did indeed give me cause to ponder.
It is appropriate
that the official genesis of Dan Brown’s writing career was the
inspiration of his finding of The Doomsday Conspiracy. But was
this just chance or was it a very meaningful coincidence in more ways than
one? He found it on the beach. And On the Beach is Nevil Shute’s
version of ‘Doomsday’. Unfortunately, Brown saw no particular
significance in the title of the book he had found. The last chapter of
The Da Vinci Code, Chapter 105, is set at Rosslyn, on the bluffs.
**
[**
Only an American could talk of ‘bluffs’ in the Scottish Borders. What
amazed me was that this American was not eradicated from the ‘Empire’
edition, published in Britain, South Africa, Australia and New Zealand.
But it is probably all part of the American desire to replace real English
with their own corruption of it, all part of the dream of an American
world order. Brown was generous in his thanks to the entire team at
Transworld Publishers in London. In reading the book, I could see
little evidence of their editorial input to the book. Presumably, he was
thanking them for the sales efforts. The only meaningful different input
in the British edition had come from the typesetter, and Brown knew
nothing of that. It is said that in the French edition, the gross errors
in the geography of Paris have been corrected. Whether this statement is
true, I do not know as I have not seen a copy of the French edition.]
But amongst the
bluffs, he is enlightened by the High Priestess Marie Chauvel. She
explains to Langdon that the ‘End of Days’ is a legend of paranoid minds.
But is it a more significant bluff? Brown duly wrote his words in August
2002. But Marie Chauvel is wrong and so is Dan Brown, for the signs had
told us differently, back in 1986, even before we had learned to read
them. As well as a high-quality paper, we also bought a cheaper paper for
general use. That paper went by the name Armageddon White Wove.
We didn't buy it for its name but for its price, as Armageddon did not
emerge as a theme in our work until two years later. But in the twenty
years since, God has indeed woven a very intricate tapestry to ‘illustrate
his bright designs and work his sovereign will’. William Cowper, around
1770, put it so well, thus, in his hymn ‘God moves in a mysterious way
his wonders to perform….’ By coincidence, that is Hymn No. 503 in the
hymnbook Songs of Praise. And 503, written in Roman numerals, is DIII.
Hence we have the link to Angels and Demons and Galileo’s
Diagrams of Truth.
And Dan Brown
himself inadvertently provides a neat final twist about the End of Days,
the end of the days he spent writing his novel. According to his Foreword
to the official screenplay, it was at 4.20 am on 18th August,
in the White Mountains of New Hampshire that he wrote the last words. So,
Day 229 of the year was his last full day working on the novel. And Code
229 is the Alpha and Omega Code for Armageddon, the End of the World, or
the End of Days, as Brown calls it. *** (See
Endnote)
Incidentally, the
more specific code for The End Times is 2297 see
The Seventh Sign .
$22.97 is the mean value of the prices of two copies of The Da Vinci Code which I
bought in Summer 2004.
After Chapter 105 of
The Da Vinci Code, there is only the Epilogue, which opens
in the Ritz Hotel. I read that on 31st August 2004, a strange
connection to Diana’s death seven years earlier, 2557 days, to be
precise. Her last day was set in the Ritz Hotel. Her very last day was
31st August 1997.
The patterns which
have emerged over the past 36 hours since I started to edit this page are
striking indeed. More fragments emphasise the manifold connections
between the spirits of Princess Diana and Mohammed Atta, linked as they
are by important 9-11 events. Perhaps it is significant, too, how atta is
linked to roses! (JIGSAW – All Saints)
On Sunday, 26th
November, the day noted for its Diana and Egyptian connections, Prime TV
broadcast a dramatised documentary, Zero Hour. Fortunately it was
more a British dramatised documentary, rather than the usual, highly
fictionalised American docu-dramas. The programme covered the last few
hours of American Airlines Flight 11, the plane that Mohamed Atta piloted
into the World Trade Centre. This was the pilot who had his ‘appointment
in Samara’ around the 85th floor of the North Tower of the
World Trade Centre, as part of the Hammer of God for America. The full
details as to how I conclude this are in our book, Fragments of an
Outer Mind. This weekend's events are just further proof of my
hypothesis.
More coincidences on
the morning of 27th November continued the proof sequences
which culminated on 28th November, a day linking New Zealand’s
greatest disaster with New York’s, through Code 901. The final indicator
came on the morning of 29th November, New Zealand time, at 7.06
am – Crede Signo. Of course, in New York, it was still 28th
November.
Endnote
*** I went to get the screenplay book to check the date. Jenny looked at
the cover and said “Look at all the numbers behind them. And there is an
upside-down Ankh”
Then it struck me. This was an example of inspiration linking to the film.
“That’s symbolic,” I said. “The Ankh is the symbol of eternal life and
Brown’s Goddess leads to the opposite – hell.” That upside down
concept was used in another film that was part of the powerful evidence
that had come to us regarding the existence of hell, during July 1999.
The strange thing is that numbers do not figure in The Da Vinci Code,
but they are of great prominence in The Alpha and Omega Codes. The Da
Vinci Code is based on coded words, not numbers. But there is much
more. Read the books.
10.11
am 29th November 2006
The tune for this page is
from another very old hymn
Of The Father's Heart
Begotten. The
tune is called DIVINUM MYSTERIUM. The melody is from Piae Cantiones,
1582. The mystery of God is an important element of this
website. Rather curiously one of the unusual words in this hymn has
a double connection to the Chicksands 911 prophecy
For
more on Codes, Destiny, Inspiration and Dan Brown’s other novel, Angels
and Demons, see The Diagrams of
Truth.
