In a week when Gibraltar had witnessed protest and an assembly along Main Street about the genocide occurring in Gaza, my own thoughts had been somewhat temporarily diverted towards how the occasion of the governor David Steel’s farewell walkabout should be marked, prior to his scheduled flight back to England on the afternoon of 23rd May 2024.
It had been determined that the most appropriate action was simply to do a solitary peaceful protest on the governor’s very last day. This would be not so much directed at David Steel himself, but rather more about the fake monarch whom the governor seemingly idolises. After Charles Battenberg Windsor became the pretend king, he then foolishly declined to kneel at the feet of Christ, The King of kings, which he had been decreed to do on 22nd April 2023 at St Michael’s Cave. No shortage of letters had been sent to the governor to pass unto Charles Battenberg Windsor in advance of this date, but sadly, David Steel appears to have avoided dealing with the issue and also had on numerous occasions broken his promise to me, to meet with me in order to learn more about the work of The Gibraltar Messenger with respect to The Rock of His Defence.
When on 6th May 2023, the pretender Charles Battenberg Windsor got to perch himself on the fake stone and meaninglessly swore his oath, his fate was thereafter in Father’s hands, and on 5th February 2024, less than nine months after the fake coronation, Buckingham Palace announced that Charles had been diagnosed with cancer, while getting treatment for an enlarged prostrate.
On 14th May 2024, Charles unveiled his first official portrait since the fake coronation.
When I first saw Charles unveil this monstrosity of a graven image, I thought it most peculiar. Maybe the notion to put SleuthER’s previous “Royal Decree” Placard for Charles, to good use, and redeploy it for David Steel’s pomp and ceremonial send-off formulated in my mind at that point. Immediately, I had a mental picture of how I could purposefully exploit the haunting ghost-buster imagery from Charles’ portrait to good effect. In short, I wanted to poignantly remind both David Steel, and the people on The Rock of Gibraltar, that David Steel’s king, and the current people’s king, is most certainly “NOT MY KING”, and in truth, Charles The Pretender ought not to be their king any longer.
To my mind, the people of Gibraltar urgently need to wake up and familiarise themselves with the work of The Gibraltar Messenger, Who is The Rightful King of British Israel. For my part, on the governor’s last day, I was willing to risk being arrested, and even risk being sent to prison again to make a point. I was not attending to be seen to be paying docile homage to a fake king and a monarchical system that has sadly long since lost its way. On the day of the pomp and circumstance, the actual turnout for David Steel clearly showed that he has generally been a most popular and very well liked governor with the Gibraltarian people. For sure David Steel seems to be at ease with the pomp and ceremony of such occasions. The weather was kind to him, even if he may wrongly conclude, that I was perhaps not.
In order to get across an important subliminal point to the madding crowd, any intervention on my part had to be implemented with considerable care. My purpose was neither to rile anyone, nor get myself arrested, but rather to win over hearts and minds in simple though thought-provoking imagery. I did not want to do anything counter-productive here. So, against the backdrop of the well-policed Gaza/Israel protest in Main Street earlier in the week, quietly and unobtrusively, I headed for the Catholic Cathedral where David Steel, as part of his last day duties, was scheduled to meet with faith leaders. That location, seemed to me the most appropriate and most obviously unobtrusive setting for my placard about The King of kings to be pitched and made visible to the public.
The image above, shows the pink coloured placard held aloft in the background, hovering over Ronnie Hassid’s right shoulder. This is much like the pink butterfly in the portrait that had similarly hovered over the pretend king’s right shoulder. It should be noted that Ronnie Hassid, as a matter of routine, prays for God to bring wisdom to Charles The Pretender.
To jump back momentarily to the past, this below had been my original placard showing The Royal Decree. Could it be that Charles The Pretender had not exhibited much wisdom when he shunned the Royal Decree and failed to show up for The Lord? That particular day, David Steel had actually put in an appearance at St. Michael’s Cave. His right hand man, Dominic Collado, had informed me that Charles had something else in his diary that particular day, but nevertheless Dominic, the governor’s dear friend, said to me that he hoped that one day Charles would return to The Rock. In fairness, David had actually waved good-bye to me, as he headed back down into town. Bizarrely, in St. Michael’s Cave, there had been a rather unusual unofficial boxing event, as sponsored by Andrew Tate. It caused quite a stir at the time, especially with Together Gibraltar’s Marlene Hassan objecting.
Returning now to David Steel’s last day, in order to maximise my chances of accomplishing my own mission, I had draped a UNION JACK flag over my placard, waiting for the right moment to unveil the altered image portrait of Charles. Sartorially dressed in the correct blue, white, and red colours of Gibraltar, I succeeded in running the gauntlet by safely and uneventfully reaching the Catholic Cathedral before the governor’s arrival, without incident, despite seeing numerous plain clothes police officers on my travels.
The Placard Unveiled
As David Steel approached the various faith leaders to exchange some fond farewells, I stunned some of the curious crowd when I unveiled the new placard consisting of Charles official portrait containing my personal “NOT MY KING” message.
I held it up high, so that it was potentially visible to all and sundry. Subtly, the transformed placard attracted some startled and bemused looks. But never once did it become disruptive to proceedings. Carefully, I had positioned myself in a comfortable background position, where the placard could unobtrusively be seen by passers-by, without pushing it in people’s faces. When PC Olivero approached me, an unwanted arrest seemed on the cards but Inspector Desoiza helpfully interrupted our polite but tense conversation, indicating that it was quite okay after all for me to hold the placard up. I was later to see PC Olivero outside City Hall and so I took the opportunity to thank him for his polite manner, and I expressed my gratitude for how things had been handled. We were clearly both pleased, and I dare say relieved that no arrest had been necessary, and there had been no unwelcome disruption to David Steel’s proceedings.
SO WHAT WAS SO SPECIAL ABOUT THE PORTRAIT OF CHARLES?
The image below is an altered image from a photograph taken of the official portrait of Charles The Pretender. The haunting ghostlike image was first brought to my attention by a work colleague of mine. My colleague sent me further mirror and inverted images, which evoked imagery of Baphomet. At first I paid scant attention to the demonic visual.
That being said, the UK Daily Mirror reported on the official portrait thus:
“In celebration of his first full year on the throne, king Charles has unveiled his first portrait since the coronation – however fans have been divided over the unique art style, with one saying ‘what in the fiery depths of hell is this.’”
Separately, my intrigue was aroused more when a member of the Gibraltar Messenger Team sent me the following link with reference to the butterfly above Charles’ right shoulder: “I used the blood spilled by British Empire to get the reds” Charles portraitist explains
Apparently, the idea of the monarch butterfly above his right shoulder was introduced at Charles’ very own suggestion. The monarch butterflies are the kings of migration, and could it be that Charles in his old age and ailing physical health intends to emigrate to Greece in fulfilment of Nostradamus’ prophecy? More likely, and perhaps more sinisterly “Monarch Programming” is a method of mind control as used by numerous organisations for covert purposes. It is a continuation of project MK-Ultra. See Origins and Techniques of Monarch Mind Control. Some of the movies used in Monarch programming include The Wizard of Oz, Alice in Wonderland, and Pinocchio. Charles’ affiliation to The Great Reset Agenda is undoubtedly a stark example of Monarch Mind Control at work. It is Satanic and must be opposed. Charles could still do one last thing as an act of redemption, however.
A Farewell To Arms or The Last Verse of Tennyson’s Ring Out Wild Bells
As I observed David Steel’s various last day walkabouts, it was clear that David himself had made many friends during his four years’ stay on The Rock. The emotional goodbyes David Steel received from Chief Minister Fabian Picardo and Dominic Collado at the airport were noted with some curious interest.
On the last day itself, I never once felt it appropriate to go over and speak to David Steel myself, but for sure, over the last four years, I had taken a special interest in both the governor, and his role. Each of us in our own vastly different ways, have tried to be kind to each other, when outward appearances might have suggested otherwise. A week earlier, I had watched with mixed feelings David getting interviewed by Ros Astengo, before he packed his bags. It was noted that David talked much about Gibraltar being his HOME, and how one day, he would perhaps like to return to the Rock. I suppose David’s return could conceivably be perfectly acceptable to The Lord, provided that David brought along with him Charles, the pretend king, for the purposes of a Royal hand-over of The Crown to The Gibraltar Messenger at St. Michael’s Cave in accordance with the previous Declared Decree as mentioned in Psalm 2. Better late than never: so the saying goes.
As David Steel walked up the steps to board his British Airways departure flight to England, and waved for the camera one last time, my thoughts soon wandered towards the subject of whether or not David would be providing a handover brief to the new governor Benjamin Bathurst.
Astonishingly to me, on the very same day that David departed from the Rock, left behind so to speak, was a park-2-park art and craft initiative of some personal allure to me. This exhibit was mounted and decoratively positioned in Wellington’s Front in the nearby vicinity of the boxing club. Apparently, it had only been finished that same day, by children from Gibraltar’s Hebrew School.
My photograph of the exhibit is pictured above with some illustrative alterations added. In a truly bizarre kind of way, the exhibit when I first set eyes upon it, very much reminded me of two of my very own fondest memories of David Steel.
To elaborate on this further. Firstly, when David played the correct opening move! 1.P-K4 on the grand strategic chessboard at the Caleta Hotel at the Women’s Internation Chess Festival. That was the day when I bicycled up to the Caleta Hotel as fast as I could possibly go, just to catch David, and mention to him as Vice Admiral of The Royal Navy, that chess had been mentioned twice in The Book of Tephi in association with the Queen of Gadite Gibraltar. That warm and friendly early encounter, had prompted me to write one of my many published letters to him shortly afterwards. It was entitled “Who Dares Accept The Kings Gambit?”
Secondly when David actually showed up at St. Michael’s Cave on 22nd April 2023, in spite of the no-show by Charles, it greatly intrigued me. David’s appearance seemed to be for a weird unorthodox boxing match that had been mysteriously organised and sanctioned secretly. The Lord likes to remind me that there is no such thing as a coincidence in the spiritual realm, and so, with that thought in mind, maybe, just maybe, Father’s hand is at play here, I thought to myself.
Finally, after David’s departure walkabout had been completed, my surprise at seeing the Dean Ian Tarrant in Irish Town reminded me of The Lord’s Psalm 2 rendition that had been interrupted in one of the Anglican’s services, when the governor had been present.
Moreover it reminded me also of David Steel’s rendition of Alfred Tennyson’s epic poem Ring Out Wild Bells. That rendition had generated a Gibraltar article entitled “Ring in The Christ That Is To Be”.
Would I like to see David Steel return to Gibraltar? Yes, for sure, but on condition that it would be for him to accompany Charles, and the crown, in order to help facilitate a joyful hand over of The Crown to Christ, The King of kings, at St. Michael’s Cave.
My Final Prayer for David Steel
I would hope and pray that Ronnie Hassid’s ongoing prayer for wisdom for Charles The Pretender is answered quickly by Our Father in Heaven, and finally that David Steel would then be made more than welcome by Christ to provide the Rock with its second reading of Tennyson’s poem, only this time, with the last verse added at the appropriate moment.
Ring in the CHRIST that is to be.
Checkmate, Sir!