About Nathaniel J. Harris


Nathaniel J. Harris was born in Colchester, Essex, in the year 1970, into a family with a reputation for witchcraft going back several generations. His mother is a prominent figure within the Pagan movement. His father went on to become a set designer, working on films such as The Great Rock & Roll Swindle, and the TV adaptation of The Hitch-hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, as well as being one of the world’s first digital special effects experts, working many of the first rock / pop videos to appear on MTV, and the cult sword and sorcery TV series Knightmare. According to his mother, Nathaniel was accidentally conceived in a black mass, while his father has claimed Nathaniel was conceived after a séance that went disastrously wrong and resulted in violent poltergeist activity.

Nathaniel began his formal magical training at 14, having already taken up the practice of meditation. He went on to become involved with a variety of occult groups, most notably his mother’s own coven The House of the Old Ways, and the original Chaos magic order The Illuminates of Thanateros, within which he quickly rose to prominence. He resigned from both groups due to severe abuses of trust and power by their leadership.

Nathaniel has published numerous texts on the subjects of magick and witchcraft, all of which attracted the attention of leading occultists, and few of which failed to cause controversy. In the late 1990s and early 2000s he made a number of TV appearances, most notably featuring in the National Geographic documentary Taboo: Witchcraft, but has no intention of appearing on TV again unless it is in the role of whistle-blower.

Nathaniel has since gone on to found the magical ‘anti-order’ I.C.Θ.N., of which The Neuronomicon is the official training manual, and remains dedicated to exposing abusers and charlatans within the occult community.


Guest Blog: Julian Wilde, author of ‘GRIMOIRE OF CHAOS MAGIC’.


I am honoured to publish this guest blog from arguably the first ‘independent’ Chaos magician; Julian Wilde, whose Grimoire of Chaos Magic (1985) remains an influential classic today.

Grimoire Of Chaos Magick[1]


I wrote in Grimoire of Chaos Magick so many decades ago that we all have to come to desolation row at some point, that bloated, self interested magical organisations will fail and that ability is more important than learning. I haven’t changed my mind.

I haven’t written anything like this for a long time. But I trust Nathaniel. I know his path and his heart. So here it is, my take, for what it’s worth.

Let’s keep it simple, shall we? No arcane lingo, no mangled Latin, no semi-psychological semantics. Clean, clear and direct.

We become what we hate. Our shadow draws inexorably towards that hated object – the fresh air and exercise type, the complacent professorial buffoon, the materialistic NIMBY. Against all professed preferences we are dragged at some point to that uncomfortable entrenchment.

And don’t bother to protest that it could never happen to you. It will. It’s part of the magic process, part of the inward growth – and any internal spur or burr – ingrowing toenails, tooth decay, cancers – they‘re all painful.

Life is a series of choices, of course. Some choices we make, some we don’t even know we’re making at the time. Either way, often the justifications for the choices come after the event. Our conscious minds don’t experience the three or four tenths of a second time lag between making a decision and becoming aware of making it.

We are, or become, what we choose or what we settle for.

Those who assert that this means that life is a matter of will are sadly mistaken. This kind of hubris will be punished. Those who think they can exploit others, including children and animals, will find that the world doesn’t work this way, or if it does, it eventually recoils our events back onto us with a force that’s (perhaps deservedly) heartbreaking.

Most people skid along on the surface of things. Their eyes, their ears, their fingers – they bounce off objects and people and situations. They don’t know what they’re seeing, or experiencing. Their sense organs are just organs of projection. Not enough data comes back. They think they know the apple – they just smell the skin. No depth. And where we’re heading, boys and girls, depth is all.

Indulge me. Picture in your mind’s eye a dark, shadowy subterranean cavern, the world of Pluto, Dis, Mahakala – any denizen of the underworld. It might be a classical bat cave, a urine reeking tube station, it doesn’t matter. Just go there. Now, this is the way it’s going to be…

You stand naked, cold, unable to move. You are judged. You don’t know why or for what. You are found wanting. No alibi, no excuse for any of your past actions, attitudes and choices is acceptable. You have no plea, nothing to bargain with, nothing to trade. You and all that you are and all you have is not enough. This is desolation. This is something in the face of which your will is totally inadequate.

This is not a masochistic exercise, an intriguing mental excursion. This WILL happen to you. This should happen to you. This is not a failure. This is a stage in the growing.

You can’t offer an alibi, you are not allowed, or are unable to speak. You can’t offer any kind of excuse, justification, any kind of “but..” You have nothing that anyone here wants – and they don’t want you either.

Twice upon a time I have signed my name in fearful piss and tears in this place. Twice upon a time I have swallowed the past and all that I expected. Twice upon a time I have swallowed all worlds, this one and any future worlds. Twice upon a time I have crossed that dark river of forgetfulness – there and back again – twice.

It all goes inside, inside – and this is how it comes out. Nothing changes and nothing stays the same. I am changed and I am not changed enough. This is also desolation. I am ejected, depleted, excreted from one world yet unable to be reborn into another, not able to bridge that void with what I carry. This is also desolation.

Rulers of the Underworld. These are psychic vortices. If we attempt to sail in those dark winds, if we venture or are carried too near these whirlpools of the psyche by arrogance, recklessness or carelessness we get sucked in. But why are these beings also called wealth bringers? What is it they can give you that you are capable of accepting? It’s not wisdom, or knowledge or some kind of power. You couldn’t hold that lightning in a jar.

I hate riddlers. I’ve become one. I hate people that ask questions and don’t at least offer a clue to an answer. I’ve become one.

But this isn’t to look clever. I give not a toss. I’m being sincere. I find no pleasure in anyone’s tears, pain or anxiety. This WILL happen. This should happen. This is not a failing.

But. Where’s your magical will now? The more you enter mythology, the less “you” there will be. And yet we have to live through these mythologems, these splinters of myth in order to find the treasures within. Every shake of the kaleidoscope brings a new pattern. And yet the same. How can this be? Because they are all a splinter of the same myth, the same venture into the Underworld. Something ventured, something gained. And lost.

Dis has something for you. How do you earn it? By desolation I’m afraid. By leaving the comfortable and/or exciting notions of what Khaos is. What you are. What magick is. And the gift these dwellers bring? Probably the same changes as I experienced. Lose it all, gain it all, realise nothing has changed and yet everything is different. Doesn’t sound like much – and it isn’t. It’s also everything. Fucking riddles!

See you in the Underworld. x




Victims of ritual abuse and mind control are most likely to find themselves facing the misdiagnosis of F.M.S. (False Memory Syndrome). That is to say, it is assumed their memories are at fault, and although they clearly recall being having been severely abused, traumatized, and ‘brainwashed’ by a Satanic cult, none of it actually happened. Uniquely among ‘syndromes’, nobody has ever been diagnosed with F.M.S. during any form of therapy; the term only ever arises during court proceedings as a defence against accusations of child abuse. Such ‘diagnoses’ are made almost invariably by untrained lay persons, based solely upon the denials of the accused.

F.M.S. was the conclusion in all those cases that have become known as the ‘Satanic Panic’; apparently what actually happened was that incompetent therapists somehow implanted these memories using hypnosis. Furthermore over the past three decades, this unlikely accident has apparently been repeated by hundreds of therapists working with thousands of clients.

The irony is that it is indeed possible for false memories to occur regarding extreme abuse; real memories are so harmful to recall that the brain dissociates from them entirely, refusing to ‘bring them to mind’ as a matter of psychological self preservation. As a further layer of defence, actual false memories may occur in order to prevent the truth being recalled at all. In extreme cases, the mind will actually ‘honeycomb’ and become a multiple personality, so that in psychological terms the abuse was not suffered by the ‘primary self’ but by an alter or ‘sub-personality’. This is what is known as D.I.D., and is an effect that some ritual abusers are well aware of, and have learnt how to exploit. Where abusers see their victim in distress, including psychologically, they will seek to increase this distress. They may also seek to exploit the symptoms of D.I.D. and turn them to their own advantage; mind control.

The phrase ‘False Memory Syndrome’ was coined by Professor Peter Freyd and his wife Pamela, step siblings who married, in response to allegations of the sexual abuse of their daughter, Jennifer Freyd, a Professor of Psychology at the University of Oregon. After successfully discrediting the claims made against them, Pamela and Peter Freyd went on to establish the False Memory Syndrome Foundation.

Another founding member was psychologist Dr. Ralph Underwager, who was interviewed in 1991 by the editor of the Amsterdam based magazine Paidika: The Journal of Paedophilia. When asked, “Is choosing paedophilia for you a responsible choice for the individual?”, Underwager replied, “Certainly it is responsible..”

There has been no systematic research documenting False Memory Syndrome, and is not recognized by any professional psychiatric or psychological organization. The British Psychological Society performed a survey of 108 therapists whose patients had recovered suppressed memories of abuse, and found no convincing evidence for the existence of F.M.S. In response, the F.M.S. Foundation were lead to admitting that F.M.S. cannot explain most examples of recovered memories of trauma.

The assumption that repressed memories are in fact F.M.S. induced during therapy is challenged by the fact that a substantial proportion of survivors have not participated in any kind of therapy. Further research has shown that, even where there has been the intervention of a therapist, most such memories are recalled without the use of hypnotism or other recall techniques, and most usually outside of therapy session.

The idea that therapists could be accidentally implanting false memories of extremely unusual traumatic events is further challenged by the fact that this is extremely difficult- if not impossible- to achieve even deliberately. Whilst it has not been found impossible to implant false memories, including memories that would have been traumatic experiences had they been real, these memories have to be believable- they must not produce cognitive dissonance, or shatter the subject’s ‘world view’.

After using extensive suggestive techniques, Porter, Yuille and Lehman (1999) reported success in getting some research subjects to ‘recover’ a false memory of a stressful event (e.g., dog attack). 26% of participants ‘recovered’ a complete false memory, and another 30% recalled aspects of the false experience. Note that being attacked by a dog, although traumatic, is not an unusual or ‘unbelievable’ event; it does not stretch credibility, and produces no immediate cognitive dissonance.

In a similar study, Pezdek, Finger and Hodge (1997) implanted false memories in adults that they had been lost in a shopping mall as children. Again, this is entirely ‘plausible’, yet only 3 out of 20 subjects could be influenced into ‘recovering’ such a memory. They also tried to convince subjects they had been given rectal enemas as children – far more analogous to abuse, indeed often featuring in the genuine sexual exploitation of children. No subjects could be falsely lead to believe this.

The techniques involved in inducing these false memories were advanced; they included the ‘hijacking’ of the parental figures. Subjects were convinced their own parents clearly recalled the false event. Nevertheless, the event still had to seem credible to the subject. Had they really been given enemas during their childhood, the irony is that such a memory could indeed become repressed. Thus, empirical evidence exists that it is impossible for therapists to implant false memories of extremely bizarre and traumatic events, and extremely likely such ‘mind blowing’ events when real would be ‘forgotten’; conversely, it may even be that the ‘unbelievable’ qualities of Satanic ritual abuse serve to further their repression- they are as unbelievable to the victim as they are to anyone they might give disclosure to, should the memory be recalled.

Furthermore, the effectiveness of ‘hijacking’ the parental figure in such experiments suggests that it is fairly easy for real parents to influence the creation of ‘false memories’ that do not include abuse. Since it is often a natural self defence to ‘forget’ traumatic memories, this might allow such abusive parents to exploit the tendency to create ‘cover’ memories that serve to prevent real memories arising; a defence against further trauma caused by recollection. Any abusive family intent on completely messing up a child’s reality with false memories of not being abused has every chance of succeeding.

F.M.S. is itself a form of psychological abuse. Being heard and believed is crucial in healing from abuse. It is therefore disturbing to discover that many individual psychotherapists have been influenced by F.M.S. rhetoric, despite this lack of evidence for the syndrome’s existence, and the disproving of its central assumptions. The problem is that since F.M.S. has been accepted in the legal courts, it has become possible for those who successfully counter disclosures of abuse with claims of F.M.S. to then go on to sue any therapist who supposedly implanted such memories.

It was the case of Franz Fitzpatrick that began the long series of successful prosecutions for paedophilia within the Catholic Church. You would think a true, independent thinking, self informed Satanist would celebrate that justice had been seen, and such hypocrisy revealed. Nevertheless, most Satanists – having been duped by the likes of The Temple of Set and The Temple of Satan – still insist there is, and never has been, such a thing as Satanic ritual abuse, and that the ‘Satanic Panic’ was a mass delusion of false memory syndrome. While the Catholic Church has been forced to admit its failures, Satanism is lagging behind, still peddling the same paedophile protecting lies the Catholic Church has been forced to retract.

In the U.K. these same lies are also supported by the likes of the Pagan Federation, and a widely accepted in ‘occulture’ – meaning that within the community there is a high risk to children and young parents (most often also victims, groomed into misplaced trust).

There’s a quick example you can find easily online that will prove the truth regarding ‘recovered memories’: Frank Fitzpatrick, a private detective, experienced recovered memories which led to the successful prosecution of the notorious paedophile Father James Porter. Thanks to Frank’s work, there are now online 53 similar cases in America where the guilty were prosecuted because of recovered memories confirmed by other objective evidence. Would the Guardian ever report this? Of course not. And that’s so wrong, because Frank Fitzpatrick is surely a hero of our times. Sadly, our media has a mental stranglehold on us which is why we desperately need more works like Nathaniel’s.


Happy New Year


We thought we would bring in the New Year by saying thank you to all those who have given us their support. Not all of this has been online and visible to the world, and nor should it be.

Here in the city of Bristol there is a strong sense of community, and we were well known even before the ‘shit hit the fan’ in 2012, and the truth about what the Id-I.O.T.s, my family, and Colin Batley had been up to started to come out. Ujima, Bristol’s world respected community radio station, were keen to speak to us from day one. We were not prepared to do this at the time as we had yet to ascertain the extent of our danger, plus the legal implications, not to mention being severely freaked out and traumatised. Shortly after speaking with us Ujima ran the infamous interview with barrister Michael Shrimpton concerning cover-ups around high level sadistic paedophile rings in the UK. They also interviewed David Shurter, author of Down the Rabbit Hole: A Satanic Ritual Abuse Survivor’s Story, with whom I had been in some communication, concerning the reality of ‘Satanic’ ritual abuse and ‘protected’ paedophiles. These two interviews are not unconnected to Ujima having spoken to us.

When Annabelle Forest’s book telling of her ordeal growing up in Colin Batley’s seedy cult, Devil on the Doorstep, hit the shelves it sold out of all major retailers in Bristol by mid-day, and was restocked several times. It is well known that the cult brainwashed children into sexual slavery, and that it involved many people who have yet to be prosecuted. It does not surprise many people we speak to to learn that the cult is still operating, or that we know who they are.

Jasmine never ceases to amaze me with her strength and courage. When she was fighting against the Social Service’s grand error (?) that returned her son to his abusers – his biological ‘father’ and associates – she also held down a respectable job, and still does now. The bosses, as well as everyone else there that matters in the large central offices she works in, have been fully aware of her tragic situation (indeed, they read this blog), and have remained supportive for five years now. For obvious reasons we will not name the company she works for, but they are not inconsequential in this city.

Regarding me own work, I will admit to having had to do a few part time jobs and temping, but support for my creativity has provided more than money could ever buy. It has put me in touch with other, similarly creative people and widened my social circle – further than it ever did before all the treacherous back-stabbers and tail bearers were expelled from our lives. Keeping the wrong company keeps the right company away.

Over the past five years I have published several occult books under the name Nathaniel J. Harris, being the name on my birth certificate, as well as a novella, and a collection of short stories, under the pen-name Nathan Mortlock. My work has been commended by a handful of well known names and continues to sell steadily. Issue One, Volume One of the Occult Digest, published by Black Moon in New Orleans, ran an except from my folkloric witchcraft book The Devil’s Door, and the book was briefly taken off the market while I considered them as a potential publisher (I turned them down). During that time, I saw several second hand copies sold over Amazon for over £500 each, and two pristine copies sold for over £900. I think is is fair to say that support for my work remains strong, despite the bad choices of certain occult publishers and bookshops (I see Treadwell’s is hosting another evening with a member of the paedophile ring this month – deep sigh. I may have to write more about Christina Harrington’s tragic choices in the near future, if her shop is still running by then..).

My most recent work, The NeuronomiconA 21st Century Grimoire has just undergone what I hope will be its final rewrite and will soon be made available to the public. This began as a series of chapbooks, self published under the pen-name Animi Imperio, written in response to a flurry of support, interest, and questions when I reappeared over public media in 2016, during which time a small ‘special interest’ working group began to develop. Everyone that stuck with it saw an improvement in their results – and a few of the more advanced practitioners have told me they are now using The Neuronomicon as a teaching tool. I am confident the resulting material represents the first genuine advance in the technology of magick in 100 years, and is quite probably the most powerful grimoire currently available in the West without clearance from the government (not that the competition is up to much!). Early versions have already earned favourable comments from Pat Mills, originator of 2000 AD, Valerie Sinason of the Tavistock Institute, controversial journalist Sonia Poulton, Michael Coldwell, a reviewer for Starburst magazine, Ray Sherwin, the originator of Chaos magick, and Mick Norris, who illustrated Liber Null & Psychonaut, among others.

This blog has also been a success. Many of my posts are republished, copied, mirrored, and made available elsewhere. I rarely publish comments, preferring to reply privately if possible, and I keep my viewing figures private (rather than sit there artificially expanding them, or paying for a click-farm to inflate my ‘likes’, as certain other BloBbers do). If I were not getting readers I would have given up long ago.

Although the paedophile ring successfully misdirected Bristol’s local authorities in the past, things have changed drastically. An outspoken member of the ring, and a certain ex-cult leader, have both received warnings from the Police not to contact me, or to continue trolling me. Sadly, since I made the mistake of replying to them, I am unable to bring a harassment case against them at this time, but most certainly will do if their behaviour reverts. It has also been ascertained that under UK law this blog, intended as it is to expose and prevent serious crime, does not constitute harassment and is in no way illegal.

The same cannot be said for Hoaxtead, which seems to be largely run by Douglas Mesner and certain members of the I.O.T. I expect they may attempt to attack me again through these sock-puppets, but I shall not be offering injured retorts or otherwise feeding their narcissism. I understand some kind of legal action against them is in preparation, and offer my sincere support to those this website has targeted. However, we shall not be allowing ourselves to be drawn into an emotive flame war over serious issues that endanger children. Having ascertained that these people are indeed the guilty parties, and not simply misdirected social justice warriors, we have no further reason to engage with them. The same goes for the sock-puppets they have created to pose as survivors and campaigners in their vain attempt to control the narrative from both sides – even going as far as creating websites apparently exposing themselves.

My first new project for this year is to create an updated and expanded version of the book from which this blog takes its current title – Beast Wing 666; Ritual Abuse in the UK, for which I have interest from a professional publisher. If all goes well both Jasmine and I will be making ourselves available for interviews and appropriate public appearances in order to deal with this problem further.

None of this would be possible without all the amazing support we have received. A huge thank you from both Jasmine and myself, and our sincere wishes that you all have a fantastic 2018.



Review: OUROBOROS by Ray Sherwin


For those who do not know the name Ray Sherwin he is the chap who originally coined the term ‘Chaos Magic’ and put the work in to form the original Illuminates of Thanateros. Without Ray none of it would have happened. It might surprise you to learn he is no peacock, swanning around boasting and claiming responsibility for everything – which is why his name has remained relatively obscure compared to certain cuckoos in the nest we shall not name here. It might also surprise you to learn that he does not consider any of this to be some kind of legacy, or anything to be particularly proud of.

There is more wisdom in this one book than in the entire corpus of Chaos Magic published so far. It contains, hands down, the most important information that anyone interested or in any way involved with the ‘path’ at any level could possibly read. In a time where certain big names have been so intent on covering up the true story of Chaos Magick and the I.O.T.’s origins  – including, among other atrocities, crimes of extreme child abuse and the death of three youngsters – it is a great relief to see that at least one of it’s innovators has the balls to tell the truth. Occultism in general can only benefit from such honesty.

But there is much more to this book than blowing away the false glamours of pretentious and abusive fools. There is also real magick, from a reappraisal of sigil magick to musings upon the nature of Self in relation to Kaos and Kosmos. Ray presents us with insights drawn from decades of experience; arguably more than any other person associated with the Chaos current. This is not so much a book of instructions of ‘how to do’ so much as a book about ‘how it was done’. As Ray puts it himself, the secrets of magick can be written on the back of a postage stamp, which may be oversimplifying things but you get the point. What we find here are examples as to how those secrets were applied.

What stand out for me personally, apart from the great relief that someone with some real ‘weight’ behind them has finally outed all those nasty paedophiles in Chaos Magick (and Satanism, too), is that Ray actually has some TALENT. The poetry and prose in the rituals published here are a joy to read, and to re-read. There are things that can only be expressed as ‘sidereal’, as Austin Spare put it, and not everybody is capable of doing this.

But what about his ‘results’, you ask? Other than inventing Chaos Magick, that is?

I happen to know all the supposedly ‘big names’ in the Chaos current. The only one who made himself even slightly wealthy (not ‘rich’, as he claims) did so by copying Ray’s business model. Apart from this, he is also the only one who seems to have married well. Have you ever noticed how plain most of the women in Chaos Magick are? Or how the men who have wives keep them hidden, and you never hear from them? And before anyone accuses me of being ‘sexist’ for having said so, it is not me who adheres to the myth that a woman cannot be both intelligent and beautiful at the same time.. a myth certain unnamed Chaos magicians seem to use to excuse themselves for having such butt ugly wives, and an attitude similarly shared by most of the women they associate with, who cannot take women seriously if they are better looking than they are.

Not only is Ray’s wife Lorraine beautiful, she is also talented. Her artwork graces the pages of Ouroboros, and she also did the covers for this book and Ray’s previous publication V.I.T.R.I.O.L.

Sell all your old Chaos Magick books, give them to a charity shop, better yet burn them all, and read this one instead. When you have finished reading it, read it again.

You won’t be disappointed.






Some more facts concerning our case by Jasmine DeVille


I am very sad to have to bring up all this again but I will not have an innocent man slandered, as Nathaniel has been by the likes of Mogg Morgan, the Hoaxtead blog and others – and I will not have other innocents twisted into protecting the guilty.

Most of the disclosures upon which Nathaniel’s book Beast Wing 666 are based were made to me – the child’s mother. Nathaniel was not present, does not even know the half of them and does not need to.

The child concerned is now an adult and would prefer everyone to shut up about them. It is perfectly understandable – the impression they have been given about how the justice system works is that nobody takes you seriously and instead punishes the innocent for saying anything against the guilty.

I spent nine months in the Family Law Court when Social Services decided to bring a case against us for allegedly forcing a child to make their disclosures (as the paedophile ring had claimed). It was me that insisted on a Fact Finding, which is why the case took so long. When all the evidence had been sifted – and despite cult members being called to the stand by Social Services as witnesses against us (!) – the Magistrate decided that we were good parents who had taken the child seriously, that we had taken every step to protect and support them, that the Police investigation had been mishandled, and we should have been given greater protection.

It is Social Services (specifically social worker Rebecca Mumford) who are in contempt of the court’s ruling, and it is they who are the reason my child grew to adulthood in the clutches of paedophiles – their biological father, his partner and their friends – being made to do and say God(s) knows what to protect themselves from further abuse. I fear to make contact with them for worry they may be punished for even speaking to me.

These are the facts, sad as they are. Nathaniel stood by us in the face of his own family. He sacrificed his career as an occult author, on occasions his freedom. Spending nights in the cells on charges of harassing suspected paedophiles – when all he has done is protect us – really brings the justice system into focus.

Most importantly – the Police believe us. The Crown Prosecution Service have decided not to proceed at this time but this does NOT mean the allegations were dismissed. It is simply that the disclosures were made by a vulnerable young person who does not have the strength to take the stand in court. The only actual witnesses to the crimes against them are the accused – all we can do is point out the huge amount of readily available circumstantial evidence, such as that Nathaniel’s parents Ann & Adrian Bryn-Evans appeared in the paper during the trail for the murder of their associate Peter Solheimlater identified as a member of the same paedophile ring as their other associate Peter Petrauske, who also appeared at the trial. We have said as much as we are prepared to at this time and hope that other witnesses will come forward.

To those within the occult community who have ignored our warnings – go ahead, hang out with these unprosecuted members of the paedophile Cul-De-Sac cult. Get into their lives. See how often they can tell the truth about anything. Ask yourself these questions: Why are they so quick to deny the existence of ritual abuse? Do you REALLY believe these people can do magick? How often do they have anything good to say about each other – let alone anyone else?

At the heart of it the guilty have my pity. I feel very sorry for the deluded saps if they actually thought that abusing a disabled child would bring them more power. If they were bribed or coerced by people they believe are more powerful than them my pit is all the greater. They cannot undo what has been done. They also cannot undo their displays of malicious libel and slander in their efforts to protect themselves. The fact they will display their cruelty at every opportunity shows desperate weakness of character.

We note that Treadwells have hosted many events for those who abused my child. They have also held a special evening of ritual abuse denial. How about inviting US along to give a talk about the REALITY of ritual abuse?


Are we alone?

Satanic Ritual Abuse, Uncategorized

I might be slow to catch on but is it true that the Colin Batley case is the only successfully proven and prosecuted case of organized Satanic ritual abuse (and don’t whinge that the newspapers don’t call it that – ask us not Wikkipedia – which gives only misinformation) in the whole world.. ever? For the past 5 years we have been trying to expose those who escaped prosecution and stay alive. Pretty much all on our own. And we seem to be the only survivors the media refuse to interview or help, despite SRA becoming a media shitstorm. Why is that?