Just as the Isles of Britain were recently covered in fog, a fugue hangs over Nottingham University’s exhibition on the Caves of Nottingham.

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Regular readers and listeners may have noticed that I have not published anything for some 30+ days. This has been a consequence of my falling ill on Monday, 30th December. Whilst I do not know the exact cause, I strongly suspect it may have originated in the curious fogs which have recently been afflicting the lands of Britain (and elsewhere).

Around Yuletide, or the Winter Solstice of the year 2024, a series of unusual fogs were noted by various peoples around the world. The Isles of Britain were afflicted too and many reported feeling ill as a consequence of being out and about in them. Nottingham was no exception and, for several days, a dense fog lingered over the city.

 

Jason Breshears of Archaix commented:

“The fogs and mists that have been documented recently are probably not a government weapon to kill the people. That anyone would even announce this is evidence for it being a cover story, not the truth.

In fact, these sickness mists or plague fogs have been documented since the dawn of recorded history. William Corliss in his Sourcebook Project books and Charles Fort in his myriads of reports and books has documented many incidents of fogs and mists appearing unusual and then causing widespread sicknesses. This has been happening for a long time.

In 1930 thousands fell ill after strange fogs appeared in Belgium. In 1902, the last Phoenix year they are mentioned. Referenced also in this newspaper clip. Star jelly, carbonaceous materials like flakes falling from the sky- all documented. Fetid, putrid, sticking fogs and snowflake materials of hydrocarbons.

In 1347 strange objects in the sky over Europe were seen spraying mists later called plague fogs. The Great Black Death plague broke out.” Twitter post

Whatever the cause, it is true to state that I am rarely ill and that this affliction had me bed-ridden for 3 days, during which time I had what I would describe as a head cold, with a hacking cough (that lingered for over 2 weeks), the occasional nosebleed and headaches caused by my sinuses being blocked.

Interestingly, on Friday 27th December, 2024, I was out on a hike in the Peak District, above the town of Hathersage. Whilst the valleys were shrouded in fog, clear blue skies were dominant at the higher levels of what are called Stanage Edge and Burbage Rocks.

 

The official narrative would have us believe that these are merely “gritstone escarpments” but, on closer inspection, the notion that these were formed by natural forces of wind, rain, ice-sheets and erosion is palpably untrue.

 

 

I am increasingly convinced that the Isles of Britain are covered in these megalithic structures that reveal an ancient and magnificent Old World civilisation on a such a huge scale that we can scarcely imagine it, let alone emulate its architectural splendours. It is self-evident that these structures were subject to enormous cataclysms that laid them to waste and buried huge swathes of ancient architecture that was so sophisticated and of such a size that builders of today would be utterly incapable of such advanced levels of construction.

 

The city of Nottingham is but one example of how these former civilisations have been buried and exist, quite literally, beneath our feet.

By way of example, last Thursday, I visited an exhibition at Nottingham University on the proliferation of the caves that exist under the city. There were a number of documents, photographs and associated articles that are displayed in glass cabinets. The lighting is dim which renders them difficult to read. Significantly, the exhibition denies any and all members of the public the opportunity to film or take photographs of them on the false premise that the exhibits are either private or will be damaged by the act of taking a photograph, so I don’t have any illustrations to show.

However, the role of the University is clearly that of a gatekeeper – a gatekeeper who takes the view that the ordinary man is morally and intellectually inferior to the burghers of truth. They have engaged a number of lecturers to deliver talks on the subject but these were sold out – a pity as I would have loved to have had the opportunity of asking some pertinent questions.

The University’s attitude is typical of such institutions and is in marked contrast to the museums, like the one at Nottingham Castle, where no such restrictions exist on photography.

In any event, it matters not as the exhibition simply repeats the false uniformitarian notion that the caves were formed in some mythical time when all the land was under sea and that, centuries later, the caves were carved out by men equipped only with hammers and chisels and horses and carts for moving away the rubble.

Indeed, a little to the West of the Trent Building (a venue where, incidentally, I studied for a degree in English back in the 80s), there is a curious out-of-place-artifact (OOPART) which stands as testimony to the inherent nonsense of uniformitarianism, the false doctrine of how life was formed in this realm:

The Isles of Britain are full of such OOPARTS and remains, all of which point to the existence of an ancient civilisation that was blown apart and covered by a series of catastrophes that were documented and recorded by historians who had a firmer grasp on the real history than those highly-paid ‘professionals’ whose job it is to regurgitate the falsities with which they have been programmed.

One particular example is the remarkable tunnel that goes from the Park Estate to Derby Road – the official narrative would have us believe that this was constructed so the high and mighty could drive their horse and carriages from the Estate and into the city. It took a few years to construct and yet, when it was finished, the slope was too steep for the carriages to travel along.

If you visit the tunnel, you will see that the entire structure is built upon massive sandstone blocks that are clearly not a result of the compression of sedimentary rock but are engineered, possibly poured into situ by an ancient and advanced civilisation.

A tunnel that the false guardians and progenitors of our ‘history’ state was built at the same time as the city’s other old-world buildings that exist to this day. Those buildings were not built in the 19th century by highly skilled architects, masons, master-craftsmen who had no power tools and were wholly reliant on horses and carts to transport massive stones at a time when the population was very small and the roads were often muddy morasses.

The logistics of these bogus narratives are always the common point at which they fall down: the numbers of people, the technology available to them simply do not add up. In other words, many of Nottingham’s buildings are from an old-world civilisation that has been buried by cataclysm and built over.

This take on our world is one which few go near but, it has to be noted, more and more people are digging into it and making sense of it by systematically demolishing the AI narratives.

The fake archeology of Nottingham is echoed all round the towns and cities of the Isles of Britain as well as across the realm we call Earth.

The Isles of Britain are full of artefacts and remains that point to the existence of an ancient civilisation that was blown apart and covered by a series of catastrophes that were documented and recorded by historians of former epochs who had a firmer grasp on the real history than the current highly-paid ‘professionals’ whose job it is to regurgitate the falsities with which they have been programmed.

In this case, the fog is created by the deliberate falsehoods of the University Uniformitarians, aca-dummies, each and everyone of them, whose role it is to enshroud and obscure the incredible remains of the advanced civilisation that once existed across the lands of Britain.

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Further viewing –

Rather synchronistically, this presentation by Jason Breshears of Archaix illustrates perfectly that which I have attempted to convey. Highly recommended.