My experience of house arrest (global smackdown) has been revelatory as much as it has been incredibly difficult. Initially, I felt disillusioned that this obvious plandemic hoax could be played out on an acquiescing populace so easily, and also globally. Having a loss of personal freedom, with the Police Commissioner in this country-sounding more like Heinrich Muller, the …
I resorted to imagination during my childhood as a means to find joy in the chaos of my family life and the molestation I experienced. I was a fanatical reader as a child, from Dickens to Bronte, Verne to Edgar Rice Burroughs I sought refuge in the fantastical, the supernatural and science fiction. When I …
In my childhood, I had many experiences that could be perceived as supernatural or paranormal. What was defined as ‘real’ was a matter of conjecture, and for me, the last word on what was simply an active imagination or an aspect of heightened sensory awareness came from the mouths of my caregivers. I grew up with visitations from parasitic …
There was never any question about what I was going to write about. It was just a question about how the information presented in my books would illuminate the reader into a deeper understanding of all possibilities. The feeling that I was in the world, but didn’t belong to it, was an invitation to experience …
For such a young man Pablo Wairua’s voice carried much gravitas. Wizened beyond his years, the way he spoke had a purpose, strength, and poise. I would come to know that he understood the nature of the creation, from thought to word and then manifestation, so I used language carefully, intentionally, and courageously. Born to …
I had not read any Gabriel Garcia Marquez before I heard Harmon Sueno whispering to me, asking me to dictate his visions, clear and true. I had never heard of Magical Realism, however, I was to discover that Harmon Sueno was cut from the same cloth as the Latin American writers whose surrealism extends beyond scientific …
When I first started to express my creativity via the written word I could hear the words rise in my head. Initially, the voices were those of the characters I was writing about. The young Inuit girl that followed the bird out into the arctic wilderness, and then perished, my friends when I wrote the …
I owe a great deal to Sean Woollgar at https://swv.co.nz/. The website you see in front of you, the ebooks you read (were all formatted by him). The book trailers for Sanctum, The Light Guides the Way, The Darkness Holds Sway, The Eyes of Love See All and All Roads Lead to Parihaka were all filmed, edited, sound engineered, and …
With the advent of the processes and the people in place that would make up the integral publishing structure of Oho Ake Books Limited, the creative direction began to formulate in my mind. With this assimilation, information began to make itself known to me clearly and precisely. Whether you could call it clairaudience or claircognizance …
After the incident of having being burned by a meth addict and his cohorts, I began to get concerned that my voiced frustrations were making me an easy target for retribution. The frequency (as in energetic, vibrational) of this drug is deeply insidious. I felt that my decision to tell everyone that knew Sidney Bell …