The Enemy No-One Believes Exsists by Peter Evans - HTML preview

Chapter Fifteen

Summery

In this chapter I intend to try and summarize everything, I revised my first book again in 2016, I did so many revisions over the years when what it needed was a new book such as this. 

I was told by the Metropolitan police that it was all in the past, and to get on with my life, I told them I had been pursued, and time as proven me to be correct, Coventry police has proved it is certainly not in the past and that I cannot get on with my life, my past is associated with the death of a lovely innocent woman.

I can’t erase the look on her face as she looked back to me when she entered the Haven, she so much never wanted to go, and I sent her to her death, so now the game has changed.

I must be the biggest gag order in history; I brought the penitentiary to lockdown how can one person do that?

People have said no-one has ever came back to prove that life other than what we know exists, and yet there is recorded evidence of this, the people are deceived and the truth has been hidden.

I did a study based on the events which were taking place, my beliefs when out the window, these things were happening today and being witnessed at first hand by many people, the full details are written in my first book.

The events had support which had been written thousands of years before, history was no doubt repeating itself and it was being proven possible in today’s world, to me it was exciting but to the authorities I was a threat, no-one could know.

I was sectioned in 2007 under controversial circumstances, I was given a depot injection because they would not trust me to take their drugs, however even after being reduced to a zombie status due to mind altering drugs I kept to my story, my book was deemed as delusional and the psychiatrist told me that he didn’t think he should allow me to promote my book on the streets of Coventry, however it was already in the public domain, I think it must be the fastest book ever written.

I told him he was spiritually ignorant, I was diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia; no wonder there is so much mental illness.  

There is no better test than that of time and I have passed that test and been proven to be true, but sadly the avoidable suffering of people which has occurred during this time cannot be reversed.

This means that I am the past because everything that supports the events that took place between July 1997 and November 2006 are written thousands of years before, just like the things I had spoken, such as “woe to those who made Judah to sin for their punishment shall be far greater” although this was later proven to be true I would no way say it in that way.

I am the past; I am also the present because for the moment I continue to live. 

I am also the future, there was a professor in Scotland who had said there was no proof pertaining to his investigations (the details of which are in my first book) I was in a position to prove things beyond doubt and so I wrote to him which resulted in me suffering repercussions, I was taken out and punished, I don’t think he ever got my letter.

What I have proven is beyond modern day belief and therefor is not possible, I defy science and therefor I am the future.    

I am not a writer or reporter but my grandad was, he was shot by the Black and Tans for what he wrote. I hate writing and yet I wrote every day for nine years and now I must rest my case, but before I go I have to give honour to my Queen and Country. 

When I arrived at Immigration I had to have a medical and I was placed in isolation with suspected TB, with TB I could not be deported everything that I endured during the last nine years continued because it was not the prisoners but the system that was against me, when a lady in a UK Military uniform came to see me, she was a Medical Officer she took her own test and I never had TB she got me back into population otherwise I could still be there or maybe I would even be dead.

I had written to Her Majesty during my incarceration, not as my Queen but as defender of the faith and I received a couple of replies, one from the Home Office saying Her Majesty had asked them to write, and the second was from Her Lady in Waiting which started in the same way. 

I do not write this to float my boat our diminish Her Majesty but to pay Her Tribute. 

I was a prisoner and she is a Queen she could have dismissed me, however she gave me her time, this gives credit to her and not to me.

I was a prisoner and she gave me her time, she visited me in a letter and if I were a King I would present her with the Medal of Honour.  

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