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In Truth…

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July 23, 2017

In blessed darkness will I walk my path with footfalls silent on the earth.

Never alone I wander through an age of eternal night times

Yet fear not my lack of human companionship.

Under heavens starry canopy my becoming of self completes,

For I see the world for what it is

And in acceptance I surrender to the future.

I see the dark and light as one as they become each other,

I see the sun, moon and stars revealed through times illusion

And I see the earth bound in sorrows; secrets forever hidden within the wyrd.

And yet I also see myself; I see my secret beyond the skin,

I feel the truth flowing as blood upon the land

And in truth and being I unravel upon the sands of time.

Those I knew as kin, never were

And those that truly speak come to me through ages past

Whispering the secrets to my existence from their alabaster beds.

I read the signs left hidden by kindred long ago,

I see the glory revealed in echoes of lives that still resonate

Upon the unending shores of time.

Yet is it only I who can truly see their unwritten language of the past,

Who can feel their energy vibrating still with life;

A life which reverberates through my body;

A record left of all times gone and those yet to come?

I tread the path of the guardians, the watchers, the keepers and the Protectors of Light.

I know they watch me; yet leave me be; acceptance.

Yet when the blood finally flows and the rising water cleanses

I too will protect and in my becoming, rise to new heights of understanding.

Watching from the shadows I bide my time

Wearing this cloak of glorious darkness I await my time

When I too will whisper my tale upon  Destiny’s Hill to those whom would sit and listen.

 

 

 

The Keeper of Scrolls

July 2017

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Alpha to Omega….

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June 25, 2017

From the beginning to the end…..

For MG 3

Fortunately we still just about, live in a country with a culture where we can all freely have and express our individual opinions about anything and everything; yet at the same time respect our fellow creature’s points of view, even if they conflict with our own. I often see a lot of anger and strong opinions on social media; conflicting viewpoints, with ‘friends’ being ‘unfriended’ from peoples lists, when personal viewpoints are not shared ones. Quarreling about words is of no value and will only have a negative effect on those who listen or read.

In the blink of the universal eye, this does not really matter, social media does not matter, for the true purpose of human existence is yet to be revealed to the many. In future times who is to say what is right and what is wrong, for it is all subjective and relates to given timelines of humanity and current thinking modes. In future times, it matters not one jot who fell out with whom or who agreed with whom or who said what. When one ‘draws’ away from the insular traits of modern humanity, all this bickering and self opinions is revealed as totally pointless in the bigger scheme of things and is proved to be totally ego based. Many view this planet as a  ‘prison planet’ and indeed once one crosses over the threshold of profound knowledge one can see why so.

 

For MG 4

Many cultures and religions on planet earth worship false prophets and false gods with people choosing to allow their lives and how they live them, to be dictated to them by man-made rules created by those whom wish to keep their followers under control and in total darkness. These people will never know freedom of thought and choice, and sadly do not know they have no freedom of choice in the first place.  Even the so called enlightened ‘spiritual paths’ also provide teachings not to be of truth, often based on man’s misinterpreted mythology; thus they misinform their followers too. But as said, we all still have freedom of choice so it is up to each individual to discover the truths for themselves or not; to believe what they want to believe.

Go tread lightly folks on this precious journey called life, see the unsee-able, look behind the mundane world and question everything, question the reason for everything, all the whys and the wherefores, seek truth out at every turn, even though it may not be where you think it is or what you believe it to be. Truth is not pretty and does not come gift wrapped with a beautiful bow, so keep an open mind, yet neither is it a personal opinion of any self-elevated individual human. Look above and beyond humanity for the answers that really are already inside of us, within our very DNA; for those whom are meant to know, really will in time, know and will awaken.

 

For MG

Where-ever we are on this planet peace is always to be found within each individual and has nothing to do with the control or illusion of religion or politics. Learn and evolve to become the best you can be, break the barriers of the mind in order to truly grow and to expand your consciousness, it is more than possible. Seek knowledge and personal growth; question everything you are told by those who would profess to know. The illusions of life are starting to collapse and new concepts of truth are coming out into the open and being embraced, so always ask yourselves, why all the lies in the first place? What is it that humanity is not supposed to know and why? All else will then start to fall into place, petty arguments and differences especially will seem pointless. Don’t be ‘mind-controlled’ but be ‘mind-awakened’ and make each step matter; find your own way, in your own way, be individual not ‘one of the crowd’. Do not follow established man-made paths and viewpoints, take a big step out of the glaring light, above and beyond the ‘roar of the crowd’ and try a little bit of quiet shade; you may just be surprised at what you will find there in the shadows…..

That is the thing though; the human species has evolved way beyond the original purpose and intent of its creators. Over time human brains have developed and continue to develop above and beyond the purpose intended, but they dont know what for or where they are heading with this. A little knowledge can be a dangerous thing; one only has to look at how mankind is destroying the planet by greed and consumerism; mankind in these closing decades has not treated this planet well and has allowed greed and the fulfilment of ego to be the ‘be all and end all’ goal. All the carefully created balance of nature now being thrown out of the window. Of course many more human creatures live in the dark than will ever evolve towards the light of full knowledge, of whom and what they really are. Most live in the moment in the glare of the ‘Neon God’ they have created for themselves and have not an inkling of the huge possibilities that could lie ahead. Yet for those with a passion and a yearning for knowledge, those with a deep love and a hankering for the ‘Old Ways’ and for truth, the possibilities for growth within the right hands are endless and boundless.

 

For MG 5

As a teacher and guide (of Craft) I will always endeavour to guide humanity towards open doors wherein this knowledge lies, but that is all a teacher can do; gentle guidance and encouragement; it is up to each individual, whether or not they choose it, to step over that threshold or not. Knowledge once gained cannot be ‘un-gained’ yet knowledge gained can change one’s way of life and thinking for all times; those things that were once unthinkable become the norm, the thinkable and nothing can and ever will be the same again. I love to teach, love to share and love to experience with students that ‘light bulb’ moment when I know that their lives have been changed for always, above and beyond the norm; it is and always will be a very rewarding experience to share this brand new beginning with folks. Time is marching on and nothing is infinite, everything has a beginning and an end, yet new travellers are always welcome, those seekers of truth, those creatures with a sense of adventure, with a deep thirst for knowledge who wish to walk the road less travelled with us.

Family is above and beyond any earthly blood ties; honouring blood ties of another kind. For those who wish to follow the ‘ways of the blood’, of the original way, the journey is often long and ardarous, with one questioning every aspect of one’s current life and it’s associations. If within my life I can change just one person’s perspective of their reality, if i can cause them to stop and think about the very nature of reality, then I am very happy.  I try and give clues, give pointers and directions for people to follow and to maybe study up on more. In time they may wish to join us in the fold of Priory; to become as one with ‘family’ or they may simply go their own way, forever enlightened. Whatever happens to planet earth in future times, one thing is sure, the species known as humans will survive the coming end times, albeit in numbers much, much less than we are familiar with today and that will be a good thing. Each student is guided by the Elders of the path to a place of safety within the physical and metaphysical realms where temporal doorways do exist to cross through. To those students who have suceeded through the mundane’s constant  tempting of  them not to succeed, the true beauty of reality will at last be revealed.

 

For MG 1

 

‘Stay well and stay sharp’

‘Fan go maith agus fanacht géar’

 

Craft Tutor and Keeper of Scrolls

June 2017

 

 

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THE TEMPLAR SITES OF NORTH WALES: PART ONE

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February 5, 2017

Quest Number Eighteen: The Templar Sites of North Wales

Day One: Found us in a mood of anticipation as we traveled from East Anglia to the mythical lands of North Wales for what would turn out to be a vey busy, informative and exciting quest. Traveling with caravan in toe to our chosen base for the duration of this quest; Rhualt Country Park, we soon pitched up and made home  Night-time fell and with the long journey ended, we were soon the next day, amidst deserted beaches and snow capped peaks. What a wonderful way to welcome in the new Gregorian year. This quest turned out to be an absolute delight for all of us, yet was more more of a fact finding historical quest than the others; no ghost hunting, no unexplained mysteries, no dog walking entitties and certainly no headless horsemen! We were here to unravel the mysteries of the untold royal bloodlines…

Day Two: 13th January 2017

  • St Peter’s Church: Pwllheli
  • St Pedrogs Church: Llanbedrog

St Peter’s Church: Pwllheli: The first stop of day two, the first real questing day, found us at St Peter’s Church, Pwllheli. It was quite a journey to arrive there; it is along the Llyn Penisular and the seas on both side and elsewhere on this journey were truly manificent to behold. The town was given its charter as a borough by Edward the Black Prince, in 1355 and a market is still held each Wednesday in the centre of the town on ‘Y Maes’ (“the field” or “the town square” in English). The town grew around the  shipbuilding and fishing industries and the granite quarry Gimlet Rock. (Carreg yr Imbill). During the 1890s, the town was developed by Solomon Andrews, a Cardiff businessman. This work included the Promenade, roads and houses at West End. A tramway was built linking the town to Llanbedro; the trams ran until 1927 when the section of track between Carreg-y-Defaid and Tyddyn-Caled was seriously damaged by a storm.

Inside St Peter’s Church (click on images to enlarge)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pwllheli

There has been a church on the site serving the peoples of the parish since ancient times; right back as far as the 6th century although not always on the same site. The first church was built by St Beuno or his disciples about half a mile north of this present site and the old cemetry still remains on ths spot. Like all churches many changes came and went over the years and in 1834 a new church was built on the present site and thus the old St Beuno’s Church became St Peter’s Church. It is built in the early decorated gothic style from local granite and from yellow felstone on the outer walls. It is interesting to note that the local landscape and building materials really do give these old churches their own very unique and distnctive flavour; they seems to nestle into the landscape without any effort at all.

  • Bloodline connections:  Gwen Wynn, Alek’s 10 x Great Grandmother who was born here in 1560. Gwen Wynn married Richard Perry and thus a great feud began between the Wynns, the Perry’s and the Nevilles…

St Pedrogs Church: Llanbedrog: Llanbedrog is a stunning coastal village in North Wales,  situated on the south side  of the Llyn penisulay of Gwynedd, between Pwllheli and Abersoch.  Formerly in the county of Caernarfonshire, it has a population of 1,020, reducing slightly to 1,002 at the 2011 Census. The village takes its name from Saint Petroc, a 6th-century Celtic saint. Petroc may be a form of the name Patrick, but Saint Petroc should not be confused with Saint Patrick. Saint Petrog’s church is a grade II* listed building. South of the village is the headland and open area of Mynyyd Tir-y-cwmwd. Granite quarrying was commercially important in the late 19th century and the first half of the 20th century. The quarry closed down in 1949.

Pretty views of St Pedrogs

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Llanbedrog

The day we visited we were the only visitors at this small but stunning church and we were privy to our very own private bell ringing session with warm thanks to a great guy; Malcolm. Yet also worth a very big mention; we were very fortunate to gain access at all as the church would have been closed to us, but we happened to bump into the vicar whilst at the previous church (St Peter’s) who performed some vicarly magic for us – and lo and behold, we had entry! The church of St. Pedrog was probably established sometime in the 5th century; when St. Pedrog landed and he set up a community here. The original founding of the Church was probably built of wattle and daub. He died in 564 and his ministry predates St. Augustine, who died in 597. The link below is well worth a read as another link to one or our bloodline families (the Parrys) can be discovered in connection to the bells here.

http://www.llanbedrog.info/llanbedrogstpedrognotes.htm

Inside St Pedrogs; the close of of the window is worth a look at for the KT symbolosm – click on to enlarge

The beach; a short walk away and delightfully empty in winter, was so beautiful and totally deserted and interestingly we did find a rather unusual ‘mystery’ object on the beach…

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  • Bloodline connection: The Neville line which also connects to Scotland, Ireland and to the Knights Templar.
  • The Parry line too were very important in respect of the very fine bells here.

Follow the link for the video of our trip and discover the secrets of bell ringing

ST PETER’S CHURCH PWLLHELI & ST PEDROG’S CHURCH LLANBEDROG.

Day Three: 14th January 2017

  • St Giles Church: Wrexham
  • St Mael and St Suliens: Corwen
  • St Peters Church: Ruthin

St Giles Church: Wrexham: Wrexham is very large town in North Wales with a lot of history connected to its past; the town lies between the Welsh mountains and the lower Dee Valley on the borders of England. Human activity in the Wrexham area dates back to the Mesolithic period (8000 to 4300 BC) By the early Middle Bronze Age the area had developed into a centre for an innovative metalworking industry. A Roman civilian settlement was located in the Plas Coch area of Wrexham and excavations have revealed evidence of agriculture and trade with the wider Roman world. By the end of the 6th century AD, the area was being contested between the Celtic-speaking inhabitants and the English-speaking invaders advancing from the east. The Anglo-Saxons went on to dominate north-east Wales from the 8th to 10th centuries and the settlement of Wrexham was likely founded by Mercian colonists on the flat ground above the meadows of the River Gwenfro during the 8th century. The origins of the name “Wrexham” may possibly be traced back to this period.

Views from outside St Giles Church, showing the very ancient carvings; <click to enlarge>

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wrexham

St Giles’ Church: is the parish church of Wrexham and is a Grade 1 listed building, described by Simon Jenkins as “the glory of the Marches”. At 180-feet long, it is the largest mediaeval Parish Church in Wales. Since 2012, its interior has been re-ordered to include a remodelling of the Chancel as St David’s Chapel, and its north aisle is the home of the regimental chapel of the Royal Welsh Fusiliers (now part of the Royal Welsh). The core of present building dates from the 14th century, although it was extensively remodelled in the later 15th century by Thomas, Lord Stanley and his wife Lady Margaret Beaufort (mother of King Henry VII)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Giles%27_Church,_Wrexham

The stunning interior structure of St Giles, Wrexham

We were here to pull together some more of the threads on our search for the true royal bloodlines and the hidden histories of these Celtic Lands. One again we found a strong connection to the Neville line; a beautifully stunning shield (Alek’s family shield) hangs up inside the church that will testify to this fact. Photos are on this webpage but we were not able to film inside; however the stunning shots that we do have prove the Templar connection beyond any doubt.

Some of the amazing and symbolic artwork in St Gile’s Church; including a stunning example of the Neville Family Crest

Click on the link to view our clip on St Giles Church, Wrexham

ST GILES CHURCH: WREXHAM

  • Bloodline connection: The Wynn family, the Perrys, the Parrys and of course the Nevilles.
  • Karl connects the famlies with their movements around the country from Ireland and Scotland.
  • King Henry 7th’s mother was involved with this church and also with St Peter’s Church, Pwllheli and St Pedrogs, Llanbedrog.

Up over and traveling on higher ground, we then made our way to Corwen and Ruthin, with plenty of wonderful scenery still to view; the weather was cold, which did not seem to matter, as there was plenty to investigate to keep us all warm and busy. The scenery is rugged and the buidings nestle into the hillsides becoming part of the living landscape.

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St Mael and St Suliens: Corwen: St Maels Church was fun tracking down; indeed we were  up and down some steep tracks finding it, half hidden away on a hillside at the back of the delightful town. Corwen is a very old town, formely in the ancient county of Merionethshire, which has always been enshrined in Knights Templar history; the church itself dating from the eleven hundreds and once one is inside, it has some amazing and meaningful artwork to discover.

St Mael and St Suliens Corwen

 

The church itself dates from the twelfth century and is a single chambered structure set within a rectangular churchyard, with walls of fourteenth or fifteenth century origin. Its baptismal font dates from the twelfth or thirteenth century and the churchyard includes a tomb from the seventeenth century, besides war graves of two soldiers of world war one. The church is dedicated to St Mael and St Sulien, two Celtic saints of the sixth century, though it has been suggested that an earlier foundation stood on the hill above. Sulien is a Welsh variant of the given name “Julian” but has also been interpreted as being derived from the Welsh sul, meaning “sun” plus also geni, meaning “born”; Sulien being the name of a Celtic soler diety.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/SS_Mael_and_Sulien’s_Church,_Corwen

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Corwen

A church full of mystery, magic and of many tales still untold; as are the churches of North Wales…

The ‘secrets’ or rather lies of the murder of ‘The Jesus’ are told here, together with a depiction of a true unicorn, and ‘the potions of life’; all aspects of Priory teachings, secrets hidden in plain sight for all to see… There are many stunning stained glass windows here that all tell their own story of our true (yet always hidden) creation and history…

Click on the link to unravel some of the mysteries of St Mael’s and take a tour in the darkeness of St Peter’s ….

ST MAEL & ST SULIEN’S CHURCH CORWEN & ST PETER’S CHURCH RUTHIN.

St Peters Church: Ruthin: Ruthin (Rhuthun) is the county town of Denbighshire in North Wales. Located around a hill in the southern part of the Vlae of Clwyd; the older part of the town, the castle and Saint Peter’s Square are located on top of the hill, while many newer parts of the town are on the floodplain of the River Clwyd. The name ‘Ruthin’ comes from the Welsh words rhudd (red) and din (fort), and refers to the colour of the new red sandstone which forms the geologic basis of the area and from which the castle was constructed in 1277–84. The original name of Ruthin was ‘Castell Coch yng Ngwern-fôr’ (red castle in the sea-swamps). The town developed around the castle and the nearby mill. ‘Maen Huail’ is a registered ancient monument attributed to the brother of Gildas and King Arthur and is located outside Barclays Bank (formerly Exmewe House), on St Peter’s Square.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ruthin

Sadly St Peter’s Church at Ruthin, whe we arrived was in complete darkness, but we did our best to document the important features in the murkiness!. There were some very interesting aspects to this church, which hopefully the photos will show more of. Lo and behold though, as we were finishing the lighs came on! But as the church was being used by ‘others’ then, it was respectful as always to not disturb them, although they were freindly people; maybe church wardens or similar who were non the less keen to chat to us.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Collegiate_and_Parochial_Church_of_St_Peter,_Ruthin

Taken in St Peter’s in the dark with the camcorder camera

If one looks aloft into the rafters, one can often see an amazing aray of mythical creatures or symbols of the ‘old ways’…

  • Bloodline conection: The Jones, The 3rd Earl of Kent, King Henry 7th, Lady Beaufort, The Duke of Kent (Freemasonry)

Webs being woven upon the shores of time….

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Part two following….

January 2017: ‘The Keeper of Scrolls’

“The Grail Kingship is within the realm of impossibilities”

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THE TEMPLAR SITES OF SOUTH WALES

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December 27, 2016

THE PRIORY INESTIGATES: TEMPLAR SITES OF SOUTH WALES

 QUEST NUMBER SEVENTEEN: ABERGAVENNY, TREVETHIN AND PONTYPOOL

St Mary’s Priory in Abergavenny: Our first visit of this particular day was to St Mary’s Priory in Abergavenny,  Momouthshire, South Wales; just six miles from the English border and quite a long journey from Cambridge. Abergavenny is a lively market town with strong Roman connections. St Mary’s Priory, originally a Benedictine Priory, is a very peaceful church know locally as the Westminster Abbey of Wales due to it’s large size and number of high status, ancient and intricately carved tombs inside; mostly of Knights Templar and associated heritage. The church also houses a very beautiful, modern window with some interesting ancient symbolism incorporated into the design.

 

Templar symbolism and ‘bloodline’ heritage within the church, and interestingly a sacrificial altar in the church grounds. A big thanks for my collegue for sharing these photos <click on images to enlarge>

Sadly we could not film or comment on the history, interior and full meaning of the church, on this occasion, as it was being set up with amplifyers and mikes for the carol service, but hopefully another time we can do just that.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Abergavenny

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Priory_Church_of_St_Mary,_Abergavenny

St Cadoc’s Church at Trevethin: The second visit was to St Cadoc’s Church at Trevethin, also known as the Mother Church of Pontypool, so we were very suprised to find it well and truly locked up. In fact we nearly did not get to see inside of this fine Templar church at all, had it not been for some fine detective work from Alek our head researcher, so yet again patience and tenacity prevailed and won the day; hence were very lucky to have it unlocked especially for us. The wait was very worthwhile for there were some very fine, important and significant Templar associations and symbolism within the very church. As we were accompanied on this brief but worthwhile visit, it was again not possible to do much filming or explanations; just a quick snippet of footage which sadly was rather too blurred to include here

While were were waiting to go inside the church, we had a good stroll around the large old graveyard. Some areas were completely left wild and very natural; the church is on a hillside and yet is also on a public ‘through’ walkway. One could not help but notice the large number of obelisks in the graveyard and the ‘Egyptian’ feel to the cemetry ornanmentation. One very interesting discovery whilst walking among the stones was an ‘entry to the vault’ sign upon the ground where a tomb should be and then a few yard away, down a grassy track leading away from the main part of the graveyard, the discovery that the ground underneath was distinctly hollow sounding and actually moved up and down when bounced upon; i would not like to comment but more than likely a mysterious hidden underground chamber…

 

The site of another underground vault and the ‘hollow’ walkway where the earth literally moved up and down! Thanks again for my collegue for the photos 🙂

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trevethin

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trevethin

Hanbury Arms in Pontypool: As night fell and darkness descended we next visited the very ‘haunted’ (it is said), Hanbury Arms in Pontypool and the Masonic Hall a few yards away across the road, all very worthwhile visits and places of ‘hidden energies’.

We had planned to have a meal in the Hanbury Arms to soak up the atmosphere, but as new owners were just settling in, food was not yet being served there, but we did have a gorgeous meal at the Unicorn Pub just a few yards up the road. Many tales revolve around the hauntings at the Hanbury Arms; even the builders working there were so freaked out they could no longer carry on with their work as the the link below explains.

http://www.mirror.co.uk/news/uk-news/haunted-pub-hanbury-arms-spirits-1303279

Llwyncelyn Cemetery and Sacred Templar Mound:  We also filmed outside another Knight Templar sacred site; a burial mound and ritual site, now a cemetery (Llwyncelyn cemetery) where we managed a little more footage, although now dark it was a very worthwhile experience, especially on the burial mound where the energies were amazing; as was our journey getting there eventually, which was a tale to be told in itself! Our video when you watch it will explain all….

There is not a lot known about the fact that this site was a sacred Templar mound and i was unable to discover anything on line about it, so as our footage explains, this fact of history, like so much more on our quests, is not known in the modern world at all.

Click on our video to see the video of South Wales

THE TEMPLAR SITES OF SOUTH WALES

 

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-wales-15106491

All four sites visited are very significant to the questers involved, and relate to the earthly bloodline of those whom are very important in past, present and future times, yet always remain hidden figures in our history. The sites also relate to the hidden pyramids of our ancient lands; the earth magnetics (geo magnetcis) hence the amazing energies experienced at most of the sites. The bloodline (the questers bloodline) and the pyramids are very much connected and as always we shall continue to seek out the real history; the history never told, yet often hidden within plain sight…

 

“The Grail Kingship is within the realm of impossibilities”

‘The Keeper of Scrolls’ December 2016

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DEEPER INTO THE BLOODLINES…

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October 11, 2016

THE PRIORY INVESTIGATES QUEST NUMBER THIRTEEN:

  • St Guthlac’s Church Market Deeping
  • St Giles Church Matlock
  • Holy Trinity Church Rollestone
  • St Mary’s Church Buckden

St Guthlac’s Church Market Deeping: As our night-time visit to St Guthlac’s Church in Market Deeping proved to be so interesting and eventful, we decided that a day-time visit was certainly called for. (details of the church etc and our previous visit can be found in Quest Number Twelve; our previous quest) The tales of St Guthlac of course do contain a strong connection to Demonology which you can read about in these links or find out much more from our video link.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Guthlac%27s_Church,_Market_Deeping

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guthlac_of_Crowland

St Guthlac’s Church is a plain church yet we did found some interesting symbolism shown below and explained in our video

 

One can see in the stained glass window above, another reference to The Serpent, and four tiles on the floor around the font with Mathew, Mark, Luke and John represented by specific symbolic creatures and an unusual carving on the wall of a winged creature.

In respect of our research into the blood-lines; we find a big connection here to the important Neville line; other names we are tracing that surface here are the Ford line and the Fordham line.

Follow our Linc for more on the symbolism within this church

ST GUTHLACS CHURCH: MARKET DEEPING

St Giles Church Matlock Derbyshire: So next we journed onwards until we reached the rugged countryside of Derbyshire and St Giles Church in Matlock. This church seems to sit precariously upon steeply stepped limestone cliffs overlooking the River Derwent. Reflecting the ‘lie of the land’ as they say, also overlooking the town of Matlock; the views are indeed stunning from the church’s high and splendid vantage point.

 

Matlock Parish Church and its splendid views (click on any image to enlarge)

Although there has been a church on this spot since the middle of the twelfth century, most of the church was rebuilt in Victorian times but parts of the original building do remain including the twelfth century font and and fifteenth century tower. Matlock itself was mentioned in the Doomsday book, but not the church though, in 1086. The earliest written evidence for the existence of a church in Matlock dates from 1291. But importantly this church goes back to the Templars and even beyond; having connections to the banking system for the region and it was even said to have been a sheltering place for ‘The Grail’…

St Giles Church, Matlock

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matlock,_Derbyshire

This is a truly amazing church full of so much Templar symbolism within it’s walls. We have connections here to The Serpent (again) the Sun, Moon and Star, Ninhursag (the Mother Goddess), The ‘Jesus’, the Eastern Star and the Red and the Silver, which all makes perfect sense in respect of our quests. They say every picture tells a story and in this church of St Giles in Matlock, Derbyshire certainly does; an untold story in fact, of a hidden history of our homelands. These are stories just waiting to be told; just itching to find the light – one of the purposes of these amazing and wonderful quests in fact!

See the link below for further indepth explanations of all th symbolism:-

ST GILES CHURCH: MATLOCK

Click on images to enlarge

 

We have connections in these photos above to The Serpent (again) the Sun, Moon and Star, Ninhursag (the Mother Goddess), The ‘Jesus’, the Eastern Star and the Red and the Silver, to name but a few.

The names associated here in respect of the bloodlines we are tracing and researching are: the Clark (e) line, the Andrew (s) line and the Gregory line – evidence of which can all be found within the church itself.

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On the steep hillside….

Holy Trinity Church Rollestone: Still in Derbyshire and maybe the best and most revealing find of the day; if not of all our quests put together and how apt to be our thirteenth quest too! Our find here was a revelation to say the lest, making all our quests very current and relevant. The church itself dates from the 12th century; the chancel was restored in 1878 and the tower in 1889. It appears that a church of some sort exsisted on this site from Saxon times, for there is a mention in the Doomsday book of 1086 which states that at Rollestone there was a priest and a church and indeed at about 1895, (which you will see in our video link) when parts of the present church were being restored some fragments of a Saxon cross-shaft were found.

At the very beginning of the 14th.century the tower was built, a broad low structure of two stories only, with thick walls of rubble.All its belfry windows remain in the walls, but blocked up; when, however, the tower was restored in 1889, the one in the western face was re-opened so as to be seen outside. In the bottom storey are three curious little single-light windows. During the 15th century two additional storeys were added regardless of the fact that the old rubble walls were never intended to carry such weight.  Certainly, buttresses were added, but these afforded insufficient support, and the ragstone of the lower part gradually decayed and gave way under the pressure, and as a result, in addition to placing the whole of the tower in great peril, thrust the nave arcades out of shape. The work of restoration was carried out in 1889-1890; first the old buttresses were taken down and rebuilt with new and substantial stone in very deep foundations of concrete; then the entire outer casing of the walls was gradually taken way and replaced with new stone. The tower arch was also taken down and rebuilt, and the old gallery which stretched across the arch was removed. The crown of the tower was repaired where necessary. This restoration cost about £800.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holy_Trinity_Church,_Rolleston

 

Photos from outside of Holy Trinity Church Rollestone

HOLY TRINITY CHURCH: ROLLESTONE

The Neville family (de Neville) truly comes to life here at Rollestone; past and present almost colliding as it were, especially when seeing the video above. It is almost as if they are walking out of history to greet us in person as we are introduced to them in their very own private family chapel! An amazing find making all our research culmative and very worthwhile. The other names from the blood-line here are Clarke which was a surprise to our head researcher who also had a ‘heads up’ to other Clarkes in the area.

 

 

Photos above (click to enlarge) taken in the private family chapel of the Neville Family; the family of the ‘Bloodline’. Within this small private chapel are to be found the family emblems of the Nevilles and those ‘of the Path’ will certainly recognise them as KT symbols from the teachings and degrees; symbols that of course connect to ‘The Serpent Priesthood’ and the untold histories of these lands. Below are general images from inside The Holy Trinity Church Rollestone showing in particular the heraldry of the True Royal Bloodline; in pride of place excactly where it would be expected to be  🙂

 

 

St Mary’s Church Buckden:And so with night-time and darkness rapidly descending we made our way down the A1 to the village of Buckden in Cambridgeshire, to what was to be our last port of call for the day. Because of the un-earthly hour we did not for one moment expect to gain entry inside the church, although the fates had been very kind to us all day so far. So imaging our surprise then when turning up St Mary’s Church in Buckden in the dark, to find its doors somewhat welcomingly open with a church meeting going on in an anti-room. Time then to slide in for a good look around  🙂 Obviously it was dark in and around the church but we did get a good feel for the place and were also greeted later on, and had a chat with the gentleman of the gathering there. Out of respect of others being around it was not possible to film there on this occasion, but actually being able to gain entry more than sufficed!

http://www.stmarysbuckden.org.uk/

Buckden Church is recorded in the Doomsday Book of 1086, within the jurisdiction of the Bishops of Lincoln, whose palace stands a few metres to the North. From Anglo-Saxon times until Georgian times, the church was well endowed by them. Sadly no traces of the Saxon church survives, although there are a few remnants from late Norman times. The structure of the church as it stands today is mostly unchanged from when it was rebuilt between 145 and 1440 by Bishop Gray and Alnwick of Lincoln, apart for the pews and the organ unfamiliar at that time to them. The porch was added around 1485 and the vestry and organ were replaced in the 1880’s. The last major work, involving the stripping of the interior and exterior plaster and the installation of new pews was completed in 1909.

 

 

It seemed like a peaceful church with some nice carvings, tile work and sculptures but i am still deciding whether the wooden carved ‘choir of angels’ flying aloft in the high ceiling beams are beautiful or creepy….  Talking of which my colleague managed to take these shots and of course i will leave it entirely up to you to decide whether the pillars and orbs of light are camera lens distortion or not, but look very closely at the last pew in the last shot towards the left of the photo, for ‘someone’ seems to be sitting there……

 

October 2016: Keeper of Scrolls

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A HERTFORDSHIRE TRAIL…

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July 10, 2016

THE PRIORY INVESTIGATES: QUEST NUMBER NINE

  • St Marys Church: Therfield
  • St Faith’s Church: Kelshall
  • Minsden Chapel: Chaplefoot
  • All Saints Church: Little Munden
  • St John The Baptist Church: Royston

Therfield Church

ST MARYS CHURCH THERFIELD: This was to be our first port of call of the day, for Quest Number Nine; for what was to prove to be a very busy and fascinating quest. Upon arriving at Therfield Church one cannot fail to notice the proliferation of Templar and Masonic gravestones covering the burial ground, adorned with much  ‘Old Craft’ symbolism that we have now grown to expect.

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https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Therfield

An interesting church which was funded directly by the Fordham Family (one of our lead researcher’s pedigree lines). It is said that Edward King Fordham, (1750-1847) is the protector here (i.e. the Guardian of Secrets). There have been reports of his hauntings and of his ghostly apparitions here since 1853,  yet oddly they only started 6 years after his death.

A nice church, but a wee bit of a red herring for us and our quest…. Interesting though that the Vicar, Richard came over and took our head researcher directly to the grave of John Henry Fordham, who of course had connections to the masonic lineage, which is no surprise. Such a shame we did not have a chance to record here, as who knows what potential for EVP could have occured.

St Faiths Church

ST FAITH’S CHURCH KELSHALL: Situated in a very quiet corner of Hertfordshire, one hundred metres above sea level on the chalky Chiltern ridge, where the parish land sweeps northwards down to the well known Icknield Way. As is usual nothing can be seen of an earlier church building, but a late 14th century preaching cross still stands in the churchyard.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kelshall

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This is a ‘Key’ area of the Fordham Line, with major signs and placards very evident in the Church itself, to the Fordams. What was more interesting: The  K.e.y Line of our head researcher, (the Neville Line) which tracks back to Noah and beyond; i.e. the beautiful and inspiring ‘Grail Kingship Shield’ (shown here) hangs proud and high just within this church over the entrance. Built on top of a Saxon Church, but more importantly; encompassed by Pyramid Energy, also with great potential for EVP.

Note: Edward King Fordham is our head researcher’s 5 x Great Grandfather from the Fordham Line.

 

Please see our Youtube link to take a tour around the church to learn more about the Fordham line and the symbolism within the church:

KELSHALL: THE FORDHAM LINE

 

MINSDEN CHAPEL CHAPLEFORD:So our next destination was right off the beaten track, literally in the middle of nowhere, where a bridle way is the only indication that something might be hiding in the woods. It was quite an uphill trek and a worthy battle with nettles and brambles; for this small chapel with a very fascinating history sits within a copse, atop of a mound overlooking the Hertfordshire countryside. From looking at other video clips of the chapel it is now a lot more innaccesable than it has been in previous years and very difficult to get to and even to see properly through the overgrowth of vegetation. It is now very difficult to see much of the chapel walls as leafy bushes and trees have now sprung up everywhere, obscurring the view.

First of all, it was interesting to note that the pub we had enjoyed a lovely late lunch in and which had been renamed, was the pointer we were indeed looking for and yet could not find; the Chapelfoot Farmhouse itself ! Now known as The Rusty Gun; not easily recognizable these days as areas look so different as the seasons move on.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minsden_Chapel

Minsden Chapel was built in 1368, yet the mound (Hill) is more sacred and powerful than even Stonehenge… Reginald Hine, an historian from Baldock born 25th September 1883, knew of its significance and was burdened with the duty of sealing the area to stop evil spreading out. Signs of witchcraft and sacrifice are evident here today, so not a spot for the faint-hearted! There is a memorial stone somewhere on the chapel site for Reginald but i guess the ground covering was so dense it was not easy to find and we missed it. A site personally ticked off by our head researcher, whom vows NEVER to re-visit and firmly believes that it is best to be forgotten; for when the oceans rise it shall be returned to the sea from whence it came… A clear and definite presence was cetainly felt here with many tales of whispers unfolding and an atmosphere which gradually became denser, so much so that members of our team reported pressures on the front of their heads and headaches….

Important to note the ‘odd sign’ of warning of which Reginald wrote, upon receiving his lifetime lease from the Diocese:

 

‘TRESPASSER AND SACRILEGIOUS PERSONS TAKE WARNING,

FOR I WILL PROCEED AGAINST THEM WITH THE UTMOST RIGOUR OF THE LAW,

AND, AFTER MY DEATH AND BURIAL, I WILL ENDEAVOUR, IN ALL GHOSTLY WAYS,

TO PROTECT AND HAUNT ITS HALLOWED WALLS’

 

How interesting too, considering that over and above the circular portal entrance is a molded depiction of a strange human face forever staring down and keeping watch…

Take a look around the Chapel via our link below and learn of some of its mysterious history first hand:

SACRED MINSDEN CHAPEL

 

As an interesting footnote, which goes along with not being welcomed by ‘The Guardian’ of the site, and the fact that the site is well and truly hidden under trees and is not mentioned anywhere as a place to visit…. while we were in a nearby car park assessing how to find Minsden Chapel, a couple seemed to appear from a leafy footpath over the road that seemed to go nowhere in particular, yet complete with map in hand. They professed to know where we needed to go but strangely the directions they gave were not where the chapel actually was……

 

ALL SAINTS CHURCH LITTLE MUNDEN: After traveling across pretty countryside we next found ourselves at All Saints Church, Little Munden. We expected it to be closed as the hours of opening had passed by, so a search around the burial ground was all we were expecting but never the less we were in for a few surprises…

Little Munden 1

http://www.british-history.ac.uk/vch/herts/vol3/pp129-135#h3-0007

It is an interesting church, and although as said it was locked upon our arrival (given the time of evening at 7:30 at night), enough was experienced to confirm the placement of a ‘tablet’. We all heard noises and a voice from the lower chambers, just right of the church porch, together with a cold, very dark feeling, energising fear, emanating from the bottom of the steep and crumbling stone steps. At the bottom of the steps and to the left where there was pitch blackness, one could just make out the shape of the iron bars of a (cell?) door and upon peering through them, there was total darkness and a strong sense of an utter foreboding; an all encompassing void, the nature of which can only be described as ‘not nice’ in any way and a wind above that blew in three different directions at the same time. Built in 1385, though the older structure was built in the year 897.

There are reports of  ghostly apparitions of Ralph Fordham; the protector, the Guardian of Secrets; see the link below…

LITTLE MUNSDEN: GHOSTLY HAPPENINGS

 

ST JOHN THE BAPTIST CHURCH ROYSTON:

Upon arriving at this church it was easy to see how it differed from the ‘out of the way’ villages we had previously visited on our quests. The church takes pride of place in this busy and well known tourist town;  it is set amidst stunning gardens and immaculate manicured lawns. The town itself is also well know for having two ancient thoroughfares that cross each other here; the previously mentioned Icknield Way and Ermine Street, also very well known. Most famously, it is known for The Royston Cave; which is said to have Knight Templar connections.

http://roystonparishchurch.org.uk/index.php/about-us/church-history

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Royston,_Hertfordshire

http://www.roystoncave.co.uk/

There is a connection here at this church to Elias Fordham (1762 – 1838), who is said to roam the grounds of this quite plain yet, interesting church.  What was of great interest to us was that William Henry Clarke whom we expected to be mentioned at the Church memorial in Shipdham, Norfolk, was in fact mentioned here at Royston, on the Great War (1914 – 1918) memorial just outside the Church…. This makes a direct connection between the Clarke and Fordham Lines that originate as such: the Fordham Line from Limerick Ireland and the Clarke Line from Plympton in Devon. No great surprise as Limerick to Plympton is not a major distance at all – just across the water in fact!

ROYSTON: ST JOHN THE BAPTIST, PEELING BELLS

 

 Royston War Memorial showing the Clarke family name and the church itself showing the very prominent ‘Entwined Serpent’ symbol (The emblem of the ‘Serpent Priesthood). Very interestingly displayed on a ‘christian’ church….

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The Riddle of Life…..

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October 11, 2015

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I danced with death and I dined on souls
Drank the blood of many a good man.
I laughed with the Lords, made merry with the Ladies
As my years on the planet grew many.
As time and tide slipped quietly by, I saw governments rise and fall.
I saw the comings and goings of many a good King, but I kept me quiet and I kept me hidden and played by the rules? Not I…
I had fun with the fairest, drank deep from the wicked,
I slept under the trees and stars.
My home is where my feet touch the ground, my abode is wherever I am.
I cannot be reasoned; I cannot be fathomed;
Only a few shall know my name; only a few shall dance my dance, ever have the chance to know.
I am the first and I am the last; the rise and the fall, the magician and fool in one.
Let me know you and I’ll let you know me,
But find me first if you can.
And when you’ve found me; pray look again
For I am not who you think I am; I am not where i’m meant to be.
Many have sought me, though few have found me
But of course, I have always known you.
I know your deeds and I know your sins.
I was there at your birth and your death.
I have walked this earth right by your side.
I have heard your cries in battles of old.
I have tasted your blood on my lips.
I have cast my thread around the world to catch me a goodly feast;
The souls of man, the blood of man; always my sacred way.
You know not I; I know you well, for I walk in your dreams every night.
To those who can ‘see’, I will show the way.
But for those who cannot-who cares?
I dwell between the earth and the sky
On the firmament of earthly dreams.
You are never alone; I am always here.
I have been here from the very start.
I am here in this moment in your earth- bound life
And I shall be here until you die.
But I won’t give a dam for I am well beyond that.
I won’t weep on the day that you die.
For I know the truth and I know the lies and I know what is meant to be.
I can ride the tides across all times, for I know where I’m meant to be.
I can see you but can you see me?
Whisper my name and I’ll know,
But I won’t run to you; I will watch and I’ll wait for that moment of perfect time,
When you come to me with a pureness of heart and a mind that’s willing to fly.
Then I will open the doors that are bound so tight, then I will give you the sacred key.
So go sleep the sleep of the innocent lamb but be aware of the wolves nearby.
If you find me and I find you too, we can ride on the waves of time.
I will show you the way and show you the glory,
I will show you the truth of your birth.
But open your heart and open your mind; prove to be good and true.
The ways of the blood are the only way, the only way to be.
Do you catch my drift, do you catch my thread, dare you be who you’re meant to be?
But my children be swift in your very deed, for your time is running out; your fate has already sealed.
So on Destiny’s Hill I will await, I will whisper your name on the winds.
When the rivers flow red and the lamps go out; when the chariots are all aligned;
You will thus know me as I am meant to be, the Walvbane; shepherd and slayer in one;
But by then my friends it will be too late, for the trumpets will have already been heard.
You sealed your fate to your neon gods as you walked away from me,
But fear not the night my goodly souls, you won’t feel a fucking dam thing.
For I dance with death as the tide rides high as your souls I so gladly take.
Your fate I sealed at your time of birth; all swept away on the tides of blood, your chances came and went.
I am the One; I am the All
The first and the last, don’t you see?
I will kiss your lips with the bloodied rose, let you revel in my embrace.
We will dance till dawn, we can dance as one, we can tango the night away.
Then sweet sounds I will sing, as I lullaby you home and you dance to the tune of your death.
I shall soothe you home through day and night, to the end of your human fate.
It’s all been a laugh, it’s all been a scam, it’s all been a deadly game.
Most of you will never know and those that do aren’t telling.
If you fuck with me, I’ll fuck with you, as I raise my glass and empty the vessel, to a wondrous future foretold.
I am the Lord, I am the Light
Come dance, come follow me.

moonwillow/adueni 2016

‘The Keeper of Scrolls’

“Solve my riddle if you dare…..”

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