A Rogue Ramble from Wirksworth up to Black Rocks and along the Cromford and High Peak Railway track.
This is my second Roguecast of the week and I am offering it up as a Whitsuntide Special for what promises to be a splendid and sun-kissed holiday.
Whilst I did not plan it, the podcast does include some interesting historical content from the information boards that I encountered along the way. Wirksworth has a rich rock history: the area was once covered in lead and coal mines and, to this day, there is a very active quarrying industry.
I muse about how all the rocks that cover the area came about. Some of the conclusions may sound a little wild but I care not for we at that point where only the truth is of any value to us and the uniformitarian narrative of rocks and stones being shaped and deposited by glaciers is of far too great a nonsense for me to pay it any heed. For those who wish to dig into the whys and the wherefores of what these megalithic structures were that cover so many hill and mountain tops around the lands of these Isles, I point you in the direction of the master debunker of uniformitarian bs, Jason Breshears and his data-packed YouTube channel.
In short, I am of the view that these formerly-collosal structures were built at a time when a vapour canopy covered the world and all fauna and flora grew to massive sizes, including humans, and that these high megalithic civilisations were built there for the purpose of protection from any and all predators.
We begin at the market place, with the Quarryman pub in the background – a pub which was always known as the Black’s Head.
A mile post shows us to be some 20 miles south of Buxton, 44 miles from Manchester and 14 from Derby.
The route climbs out of Wirksworth, past Boleshill and up onto the plateau of Black Rocks. The more I encounter these places, the more I am convinced that they were indeed ancient magnificent structures, built by our ancestors in times when dragons and huge creatures of land, air and water were all around.
It’s a land of quarries, millstones covered in moss and lichen, wanderings and it all leads me off into ponderings about belonging, OOPARTS (out of place artefacts) the secrets of the stones and the mystery of the plethora of hill forts.
It is a Rogue ramble that takes in curious rocks, black-faced miners of lead, the Cromford and High Peak railway, inclines and declines, an ancient stone miner, the National Stone Centre, the special Barmote Court, which exists to this day before I wrap it up with a discourse on the subject of merit; ow we are not in a meritocracy but passing through a photo-negative world in which mediocrity is over-promoted and none get a public position on merit.
I mention Dom Waterson’s book, “Traitors: the Plandemic Politicians” and how it reminds us that the elites have been groomed to ‘rule over us’.
As is often the way of these things, I conclude with a reminder – the journey of life is a spiritual one, we are not here for gross material acquisition and, in the final analysis, we don’t even truly belong here. This is not my father’s house:
For we know that if the earthly tent we live in is dismantled, we have a building from God, an eternal house in heaven, not built by human hands.
2 Corinthians 5:1
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As you know Michael I went through all of the fraudulent processes when taking a stand against the mortgage fraud in the period 2009-2014. In 2014 I visited the offices of the monster Sir Nicholas William Peter Clegg (my local criminal puppet in Sheffield). He was not there so I instucted one of his slaves that I would return again on the following Monday and that I expected Clegg to be there. Shortly afterwards the police (Zionist monsters) turned up at my property and informed me that if I returned to his office again I would be arrested!!
As judge (done and dusted), jury (done and dusted) and executioner (everything at the right moment) I have charged Nick Clegg and all those others involved with treason.
From the website http://www.entityart.co.uk:
‘I would strongly suggest that The Breakaway Civilisation [the Breakaway Germans of the Third Reich] and their Allies absolutely know who is who, and who is doing what, within Earth’s surface population – and where their allegiances lie.’
From my fourth book: In matters of money, and in all other matters, everything takes care of itself if the real laws of nature are simply upheld, that is to say that, in such a situation, the simple, dumb criminals of what is known as The Establishment are simply prevented from breaking the law. Until then: ‘There was always something or other in the way.’ – from Hunger by Knut Hamsun.
Steve