This is my story Raymond A Dale


But God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise;

and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to

confound the things which are mighty.”

1 Corinthians  1:27

Dad calls me the black sheep of the family and well may he be right but even black sheep have something of value to give. This is my offering-

I am the eldest of four boys reared in a timber milling family on the Canterbury plains of New Zealand. I studied engineering at Timaru Technical College before beginning work as an electrical apprentice with Temuka Potteries.

Cycling home one evening I suffered serious injuries after being hit by a drunk driver. During those four weeks comatose an unknown local man had driven the two hours each way twice to visit me while unconscious in Dunedin Hospital. I only found this out months later during my first weekend home leave when my brothers pushed my wheel chair around the several blocks to meet this mysterious person. All I remember was the big Bible he opened up to various bits of paper every so often before looking up and smiling.

Unable to continue my apprenticeship and lacking funds I discovered I could hitch my way to town and back easily and without cost.


Encouraged I set off on a working sightseeing tour around New Zealand, suitcase in hand, only to be arrested and thrown in jail for vagrancy. I continued wandering doing various seasonal and laboring work until the accident compensation money was released on my turning twenty one. That very day I brought a British racing green MGB sports car and away I went a high flyer and all.

I was spending this money left right and centre when I experienced this terrifying dream. I was braking for a hard corner when my foot slammed straight to the floor. Where was the pedal??? Feverously I began stomping all over in search of it. I woke in a cold sweat running around in that strange dark room stabbing the air with both hands searching for that damned brake pedal. Immediately I knew it was about my not being able to stop spending this money until nothing was left but regret. I decided that if I am going to blow it then let’s go see the world doing it. I brought the best aluminum framed canvas backpack, a quality sleeping bag and a fine pair of walking boots and away I went as happy as Larry.

After three years working and hitching around England and Europe I found myself in Australia broke drifting around hustling more than enough to get by on.

I receive free board and lodgings several times for camping in parked rail passenger wagons. Most security guys would just sit down and enjoy a good yarn before going on their way. I began writing lines by candle light as Mary Jane set wings to the imagination. “Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance” explains Carl Sandberg. I had a fair collection before throwing my pack and all belongings over the cliff but I will get to that shortly.

The only one I seem to remember. –


Pot and grass and hash all dope,

Go live it all and only hope,

Your dreams rewards will never fall,

From orders big to orders small.

Sit and smoke and laugh aloud,

Find your living on a cloud,

No sense at all is ever seen,

Without a pipe of super dream.

I would sell these poems to people on the streets. Never made much but I sure met lots of arty and interesting people who opened doors to homes, religious groups, cults and hippie communes, but I never stayed long in one place.

North for winter and south for summer. Life was easy – to easy.

Going on 30 I was beginning to worry as to where this unresponsable life style was heading. I had tried settling down many times but with a week’s pay in hand it was out the window at midnight and off I would go as happy as Larry. The needed change came after school kids, swimming in a creek behind a village, showed me how to identify Gold Top magic mushrooms. I spent the next few days following that clear flowing stream eating nothing but whatever Gold Top mushrooms I came across and they were plenty. We are such stuff as dreams are made of nightmares and all.

It was a few days later while overlooking the Clarence river rail bridge the answer came.
Simply get rid of this pack on my back once and for all. I knew there was no turning back as I flung it far out over the cliff edge into the deep flowing waters below. I set out for Brisbane with nothing but the clothes on my back and a big bag of fresh mushrooms. Ran into Spider who invited me to crash in this soon to be demolished house down the Valley he and several other guys were occupying. I paid my keep by hitching down near Murwillumbah once a week to pick a bag of mushrooms.

Occult books ensnare my heart with their promise of success and power.
I rented a bed sitter under an elderly German ladies house high up on Constitution hill overlooking Brisbane city.  During the interview Mrs. Poppy asked if I smoked marijuana and could I show her some. When I gave her a bud she showed me this jar full of what looked like seeds. She grew lots of poppies together with many herbs, fruit and nuts of all sorts around about the house and back garden. Only this one time did she bring me some tasty stew. Half an hour later I began to realize I was out of my tree. As I sat there turning the cards Mrs. Poppy began smashing bones with the back of a small axe for Nero, her Collie dog. This voodoo like banging together with whatever she gave me brought about horrific visions that so scared the whatsits out of me I knew I had to make another clean break from this occult screw. I visited the Presbyterian Church around the corner and sought advice from the Reverend John Thompson.

A few days previous I was drawn to a framed print of Jesus knocking on a vine covered door sitting there in the window of a Salvo store. It now hung from the wall behind the table I was turning the cards on. The very day after the purchase a young lass bowls up to tell me about Jesus. As I walked on she quickly tore a stamp from a booklet demanding “take this!” I looked and blow me down if it was not a copy of the Holman print. She had my undivided attention. “Look carefully, she explained, there is no handle on the door Jesus is knocking on. Only you can open it from the inside and invite him in.”

John invited me around for many a meal after which he opened his Bible and shared scriptures like Romans 7:15-17  “For that which I do I allow not: for what I would, that do I not; but what I hate, that do I. If then I do that which I would not, I consent unto the law that it is good. Now then it is no more I that do it, but sin that dwelleth in me.” I popped along to his service several times before he invited me to go visit another Church. There I was taken into a side room after the service and sat on a chair in the middle of a bare room. Several people prayed for what seemed like forever walking around about the chair. Several days later I found myself on a plane back to NZ, suitcase in hand.

I was working for Dad down the mill when the mushroom flashbacks became of concern enough to go see our family doctor who gave me a shot of something he said would cure these hallucinations. No sooner was I back at work when this shot kicked in causing uncontrollable muscle spasms to torture my jaw. Went back to the Doc who saw me immediately I burst through his front door. I was told this side effect would only last half an hour and to just go home and put something between your teeth to prevent grinding and just wait for it to pass.

Frustrated with life I volunteered myself in as a day patient at Princess Margaret Psychiatric hospital up in Christchurch to see if these experts could help me work things out.

Instead of answers I was given weekly injections plus heaps of colored pills daily. 

The day was spent hanging around for group therapy and relaxation classes. I was soon barred from the relaxation classes because I would quickly fall asleep and start snoring rather loudly.

After two months their drugs were causing maddening shaking effects. When they refused to change the medication I simply refused to take any more full stop. Immediately I was dismissed from the program and shown the door. During this time the Holman print hung above my bed in the boarding house where I had forced myself to read Matthew, Mark, Luke and John in the Living Bible John had given me but the words made no sense at the time.

Aged 31 I rented a bedsitter in Timaru and hung the Holman print eye level on the back of the loo door. I found a job down the harbor dumping wool bales ready for shipping. At work I enjoyed the company of the foreman who spoke with a strong European accent and claimed to be an Austrian Count and Satanist.  As I sat there on the loo that April evening contemplating “The Light of The World” I had the sudden realization of just what sort of a good for nothing bastard I really was. It was like the bottom had fallen right out of my life leaving me impulsively suicidal. My guilt and shame so screamed for release that in utter desperation I began to cry out to God to prove he exists by taking this stuffed up life and you doing something with it. I’ve had it. Next thing my arms were raised and I was thanking and praising God. A deep euphoric peace had so calmed life’s storms it was like walking out of thick fog into sunshine and scenes arcadian. George MacDonald best explains “How often we look upon God as our last and feeblest resource. We go to him because we have nowhere else to go. And then we learn that the storms of life have driven us, not upon the rocks, but into the desired haven.
I dug out the Bible and tried reading it again. Only this time the words jumped right out reading me like an open book. Paul explains how this happens in first Corinthians chapter two verse fourteen. “But the natural man receiveth not the things of the Spirit of God: for they are foolishness unto him: neither can he know them, because they are spiritually discerned.” I soon discovered discernment is the great lack in today’s Church as I began devouring God’s Word and writing down those scriptures that spoke aloud. Having always been an avid reader I was soon including pithy passages from all readings as Emerson explains, “It is the good reader who makes the good book. In every book he finds passages which seem confidences or asides hidden from all else and unmistakably meant for his ear. The profits of books is according to the sensibility of the reader. The profoundest thought or passion sleeps in a mine until it is discovered by an equal mind and heart.”

Quotations are one of the best means for preserving truth against the tyranny of time, and particularly so during this prophesied time of great deception. 

Senior Pastor Geoff Woodward of Perth’s Metro Church explains how…

They can challenge, inspire, correct or inform. At other times they will serve to teach us that as a society we have not become stronger or better despite the hard-learned wisdom of our forebears.

How do we know when we are being lied to is a good question to which I found the answer on a bumper sticker that simply read:

Avoid truth decay – read your Bible.

Barry Smith’s teachings also had a big impact on my understanding during those early days he spent with us in Timaru.”

The next few days at work were most interesting, excitedly telling my work mates about Jesus and how he had set me free from the wages of sin and death by the cleansing power of his blood. I was on fire. I gave one of the guys my pile of porn and returned the rented black and white TV. I was working behind one of the noisy dumpers happily singing my heart out, “Reach out Lord, reach out through me, for all the world your love to see” when suddenly everything stopped and it went dead quiet. I turned around and there was the Count in the far corner of the shed pointing his finger at me shouting “I have put the evil eye on you.” I responded immediately shouting back “I wear the full armor of God and your curse is bouncing straight back at you multiplied 100 times.” I was given the boot when I turned up for work the next morning. Shortly after I asked God for a new hobby heaps and heaps of interesting old books began turning up.

I had no sooner joined Timaru’s New Life Center Church when a family of born again ex exclusive Brethren invited me to come live with them and their two children with whom I remained until I married Jill in 1980. I met Jill and her new born baby through an ad in the local paper.  It was a pure sexual relationship up until my salvation. I would still pop in to excitedly share all the miraculous things that were going on with my new life in Christ. She come along to Church several times before answering the alter call but for the wrong reason (I did not understand this at the time). I was so over the hill yet so unsure of marrying a single mum until she brought this grand old house with its workshop out the back. It was Isaiah 4:1 and I fell for it hook line and sinker. We were married for 13 years during which time she regularly worked night shift as a registered nurse. I worked with the Chief Post Office until we moved with our 2 boys over to Perth in March 84. In Perth I had regular work with TAIMAC video Corporation as their production set builder up until we lost out on the Chanel 10 license. 

Since then except for two years at Bible college and another couple at TAFE, I have virtually locked myself away from the world in my books. As G K Chesterton points out

The disadvantage of men not knowing the past is that they do not know the present. History is a hill or high point of vantage, from which alone men see the town in which they live or the age in which they are living.

What I discovered in these old books was amazing and the oldest book the most amazing of all. Two were written by a Dr Nikola Tesla.

The reason why most people, including myself, had never heard of this genius and his world changing inventions soon became apparent. He built with George Westinghouse the world’s first alternating current generator at Niagara falls. All his inventions like alternating current, the induction motor, radio, radiant energy, the Tesla coil, remote control, fluorescent lighting, x-rays etc were discoveries made in his search for the best means to generate and transmit electrical energy wirelessly. His childhood dreams were to harness the power of Niagara falls and to build what he called a electric flying machine, having neither wings, gasbags nor propellers, powered wirelessly from ground generators. He later discovered that Electric power is everywhere present in unlimited quantities and can drive the world’s machinery without the need of coal, oil, gas, or any other fuels.

The global warming carbon scam becomes apparent when one understands the profit motivated suppression of alternate free clean electrical energy systems to power our homes, transportation and industrial needs just as God intended.

Michael Faraday wrote the following after testing his first magnet powered generator,

There is a wheel in the physical mechanism of the action that is missing, whereby electricity (energy) should be derived from Magnetism without the expenditure of mechanical energy.

Since Tesla many inventors have discovered various means to tap into this vast sea of energy filling all space.

I have compiled a DVD Encyclopedia on alternate energy systems.

I also compiled a multimedia DVD “Flying Saucers, Aliens and the New World Order” as a means of sharing what I understand to be the Secret History of the world together with the answer to that great question WHY? 

This DVD includes over 10 hours of many previously censored documentary film clips.

My interest in UFO’s began as a 16 year old boy with a new book in dads library called “Flying Saucers have Landed,” published in 1954 by George Adamski. His story was fictitious but it was the included flying saucer photos taken through his six inch telescope that caught my attention. I later learned these photos were of a German WW2 Tesla Haunebu craft. The Kenneth Arnold sighting followed 10 days later by the Roswell incident began the successful cloaking of these man made craft.

I finally arranged the best of my research pdf books and files into THE JOURNEY MANS LIBRARY on DVD. I love this unknown authors description of the library as being that grand place of learning. “What grand companionship await us as we turn from the noises and turmoil of life, and sit down for an evening amongst our books. Kings of thought of every age stand in ferried ranks waiting to do our bidding. Poets of the elder time, and of these later years – Homer and Milton and Pope, Longfellow and the Browning’s and Lowell – sing at our bidding their immortal songs. Historians repeat for us the deeds of other days. Philosophers dig deep for us about the roots of knowledge. Shakespeare unveils for us the mystic workings of heart and mind, and laughs or weeps, or fights or dies for us, just as we desire. Great students, with dreams on fire with God, offer us the result of their lifelong studies. The men of science probe nature’s very heart for secrets, and lay their trophies at our feet. These are the grand and silent fellowships that wait for us. They have hoarded their genius to the uttermost, and made us heirs of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.”

Behold, I will make them of the synagogue of Satan, which say they are Jews, and are not, but do lie,Revelation 2:9This Synagogue is engaged in a full scale war to enthrone Lucifer in a rebuilt Solomon’s temple on the Temple Mount in Jerusalem. From there they will have absolute power to control everybody and everything. No one will be able to buy or sell without their mark. The final stage for this New World Luciferian Order were set in place by Jesuit Astronomers, Copernicus and Galileo, 500 years ago.  Jesuit Priests have always been the world’s leaders in astronomy with the best equipment such as the world’s most powerful binocular telescope named LUCIFER situated on Mt Graham in America now ready to splash mind numbing news 

across Orwellian screens. The Roman Catholic Church has already established an alien Embassy ready to greet them1)Pope Francis Talks About Aliens; Says He Would Welcome Martians to Receive Baptism read

Jesuit lies have been so ingrained since childhood that we neither question nor give them a single thought.  For instance we all know that everything came into being after the big bang billions of years ago. That the earth is a globe spinning  at 1000 mph as it revolves around the sun at 66,000 mph in a universe expanding at half the speed of light. Those deep space shots have show us just how small and insignificant planet earth really is amongst trillions of billions of galaxies in an infinitely expanding universe. Mix this in with Darwin’s theory and what do you get?

The big problem with this Jesuit interpretation is that my King James Bible clearly states the earth is not moving.

Examples are found in 1 Chronicles16:30: “He has fixed the earth firm, immovable.” Psalm 93:1: “Thou hast fixed the earth immovable and firm …”  Psalm 96:10: “He has fixed theearth firm, immovable …” Psalm 104:5: “Thou didst fix the earth on its foundation so that it never can be shaken.” Isaiah 45:18: “…who made theearth and fashioned it, and himself fixed it fast…” Whom do you believe?

I agree with Eric Dubay, author of “The Flat Earth Conspiracy2) who confirms  “this modern atheistic, Big Bang, heliocentric globe earth, chance evolution, paradigm spiritually controls humanity by removing God or any sort of intelligent design from the mind and replaces purposeful divine creation with haphazard random cosmic coincidence. And so by removing Earth from the motionless center of the universe these Masons have moved us physically and metaphysically from a place of supreme importance to one of complete nihilistic indifference. If the Earth is the center of the Universe then the ideas of God creation and a purpose for human existence are resplendent, but if the Earth is just one of millions of suitable planets revolving around billions of stars then the ideas of God creation and a specific purpose for Earth and human existence become highly implausible.”

Are we being set up for a false flag Alien UFO invasion is a good question.
Alien invaders would force men of all nations, colors, and creeds together to fight a common enemy just as President Regan suggested while addressing the UN. They plan to reduce the world’s population by 90% to an easily controllable level. It seems the devils greatest asset is the doubt people have about his existence.

moneymazeFollowing the money trail one discovers our nation is controlled by those who print and control our interest bearing debt money.
These European bankers, better known as the Rothschild family, gained control of England’s wealth after Napoleon was defeated at the battle of Waterloo. Rothschild’s spies brought the news of Napoleon’s defeat a full 20 hours before it became public knowledge. By quickly spreading the rumor that Napoleon had won, investors realised their shares would now be worth zilch and desperately began selling for whatever little they could get. Rothschild agents in turn brought these shares at rock bottom prices. Of course once it was discovered that Napoleon had actually lost, these shares shot straight back up again making the Rothschild’s the new owners of the bank of England. They are also the bankers for the Roman Catholic Church as well as for the Queen and Commonwealth.

Since the early 1830’s America did not have a central bank. The Jesuits desperately wanted a central bank in America so as to have a bottomless reservoir from which to draw the funds needed for their three world wars, and other hideous schemes, designed to bring the world back under papal rule. Benjamin Guggenheim, Isidor Straus and John Jacob Astor were the three wealthiest men preventing a Rothschild central bank from being established in America.

These three fully understood, as did Thomas Jefferson who warned,

Bank created credit issued as a repayable, interest bearing debt, absolutely guarantees that we will, as a community, go ever deeper into debt, until the system is reformed or we lose our possessions.

Titanic_paperboyThis competition had to be removed in such a way that no one would ever suspect the Jesuits. In 1912, the year before the Federal Reserve was established, these three ultra wealthy Americans, were given free tickets and coerced to board the maiden voyage of the unsinkable Titanic. The Titanic’s Captain Edward Smith was a short robe Jesuit who faithfully followed his masters orders. The following year, with all competition removed, Nathan Rothschild finally got his central bank firmly established in America together with the introduction of the income tax. The Catholics celebrate this victory with their red mass where they pray to their long dead inquisitor Thomas More. The Rothschild’s celebrate it by making April 15th, the day the Titanic sank, America’s tax day. “From now on, depressions will be scientifically created,” warned Senator Charles A. Lindbergh Sr.

In the soon coming global money crash these Ashkenazi Talmudic Jews will offer to erased all personal debts providing you accept their micro-chip mark inserted under the skin.

In the 13th chapter of the book of revelation it is written, “And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads: And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name. Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man; and his number is Six hundred and sixty six.3)

If you examine the so-called Star of David, or hexagram as on the Israeli flag, you will discover it has six points, forms six equilateral triangles, and its interior forms a six sided hexagon. The symbol of the true Torah believing Jewish people is the Menorah candle holder.

The Word of God declares the world loves darkness rather than light but nevertheless, there are those who would welcome some real tangible evidence of the reality of God and his plan for his world and to all such I trust Visionary Quotations will find its way, proving to be a storehouse of treasure and the means of opening many blind eyes.

“They all of them liked quotations” (Lewis Carrol)

Raymond A Dale 2016


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1. Pope Francis Talks About Aliens; Says He Would Welcome Martians to Receive Baptism read

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