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TESTIMONY OF CHILDHOOD SATANIC ABUSE IN PERTH, WESTERN AUSTRALIA .
From a survivor
PART FIVE
* After a break of approximately 20 minutes we returned to the interview room. I had made a list of questions that I wanted to ask. To protect the witness's identity I will call her Jane.
Ellis: How old were you when you were taken to convalesce with the head injury?
Jane: I think pre-primary so about 4-5
Ellis: And what made you think it was in Middle Swan?
Jane: Well the only way I could think that is because I've got the feeling there was vineyards around and I've got the feeling it was NE of Perth City, N.N.East, and the reason I had that feeling wasn't because I remember it, I mean I'm getting a vague memory of standing by a window and looking out but it was more that I think that it was from an astral level that I think that I was scanning the general area and that's why I couldn't say oh yeah it was definitely in Middle Swan. I don't know why I am using the word MIDDLE Swan I don't even know where Middle Swan is.
Ellis: Do you know what time of year it was?
Jane: It's not raining, it's not wet. Autumn is what's coming to me, sort of dry and more golden, I don't know really about vineyards but like when the leaves are more yellowy, yellowy-golden. Everything's just a guess, you know, I don't know for sure about these things.
Ellis: So you also mentioned about when you went for a violin examination. Where was that?
Jane: Oh yes that was a sound proof little small little room, you know where the university is, the UWA (University of Western Australia) they have in some streets near there, they have a sort of an annexe/building I don't know if it's joined with the University or not but its called the Australian Musical Examination Board and they used to use those rooms to do the exams but actually I don't know why I think this? But suddenly I am thinking that the violin teacher, who's examining me, he used to be the head of the WASO, the leader of the WASO. Him and another musician they've got a bad vibe about them so it could have been a combination of who was examining me as well that made me feel afraid. The energy of the man as well as the padded, sound-proofed entrance.
Ellis: For a number of years I have felt that all is not well with the UWA.
Jane: Oh definitely. (Jane went on to explain her feelings about someone she knows there and some of the people she met. Her descriptions are too pointed to reveal at this time - pending further suport). I've felt that for a long time for sure, definitely.
Strangely enough the undercroft of Winthrop Hall, the undercroft area is exactly the type of set up, and this used to flash through my mind because my mum used to take me to these youth concerts and afterwards we used to go to the undercroft for supper. Now when I had a regression and remembered these sort of town hall type settings, the undercroft has always come to my mind. It's an undercroft of places that they use for those meetings, whether or not they've ever used that undercroft, well I'm sure they have but whether or not I was there when they used that undercroft...
Ellis: Now this padded room, this is one you say that people were chained up in?
Jane: Yes it's very small.
Ellis: How big would you say it is?
Jane: About the same as this room (this room was about 10m x 6m). With a little alcove extra or dividers it seemed to have quite a lot of shelves like a locker room or storage room of some sort.
Felt as though there was a union or something over it that the building itself was used for a union of people. Union of men, regular with the office aspect and meeting and its organisation thing but beneath was this room where only certain people accessed, no one else would go there because they weren't meant to have access to that place. But it was dark there was no light coming in around the walls it was only the one end had the shelves with the bones at the top there was a small little window where light was coming in. (2)
Ellis: So the rest of it was padded and insulated?
Jane: Uh? Padding? Now I can remember, oh that's right there were those bars like in a gymnasium remember those wooden bars they used to make you climb. I'm just not sure... there's too many things that just...
Ellis: So where did you go to school?
Jane: *****, Mosman Park, you know 50% of the girls that go to ***** their families are abusing families or in that blood line. Very sick, in my time very sick girls were at that school.
Ellis: And where is that?
Jane: *****
Ellis: So what's your relationship with your mum now?
Jane: It's a really weird thing. Firstly, when I remembered and I compiled a list of questions. I remembered about my dad before I remembered about the men and I went to my mum and I had 2 pages full of questions and I said, "Mum, I've remembered something very disturbing and I need to ask you these questions." And she sat down with me and I was very business-like and the anger that I had was like a power to do this thing. I wasn't frightened of doing it. And the questions were like, "Did we ever have a green standing- lamp in the sitting room with little while bobbles around the bottom?" Because I remember my father abusing me in the mouth when my mum was out studying Greek or studying some night school thing she went to; and I doubted my dad had abused me, but I figured well I saw the lamp next to him and I can't remember us having that lamp; so if I asked my mum if we had a lamp like that, that would prove the memory. And she said yes straight off, yes we did, and that really must have terrified me to think that all the things that I remembered were actually real because this is in the early days and instead of keeping my power, I suddenly went, "Woww," you know like... Firstly when I was questioning her she was shaking and I was thinking, 'This isn't a good sign she obviously is guilty. Why's she shaking?' and then when I got that sort of shock suddenly she turned into this raging... she took the power, right and she strup, "How dare you?" and did all this stuff and I had lost my power, but said to her " Well obviously it is true." And we had this screaming thing and I left and apparently .. she told me this she must have told me this or else how would I have know it? She rang a psychiatrist and said " My daughter's saying she was sexually abused as a child and what rubbish!" And apparently the psychiatrist said " When someone says they have been sexually abused and they have just remembered it, the best thing you can do is honour that. People don't make these things up." And apparently she slammed down the phone in a rage.
Then I found out that my son was being abused by his father. And again I switched from my father, to trying to protect my son. I switched my focus and as soon as I said ****'s having sex with ***** (son) and beating him she was "Oh, what rubbish, ***** would never do that." And this went on for about 3 years. During that time I would run away overseas because I was going through the family court, and there was a custody battle, and I was saying he'd abused him and he was abusing him and all this shit went down. And I was on the run, you know, within Perth hiding from house, to house, to house and having to hand my son over because the court had given him unsupervised access with Court Orders to hand him over. With Police taking my son... and just the story's horrendous. And all through this time my mum was in this massive active denial to the point where she aligned with him.
When I ran away she aligned with him to get me caught in England. My relationship with my mum is that she is dual. She is supportive, loving person and she is a dangerous, manipulative, horribly in denial, horrible person and I have learnt with both of these people, with my ex-husband and my mum. First of all when I came back from England I knew I had to say, "Ah, Ok I had a breakdown. I've been sick. I've been naughty. I have made mistakes. I'm learning my lessons now." Like pretending so I could get my son back and gradually I... Because I did have a huge breakdown overseas as well. The whole side of my face dropped from the stress of what I had been going through so I just tried to put it under the umbrella of 'Oh I've had a breakdown' you know 'I've been off the track's' as my mum liked to say. And gradually in the last couple of years because of me learning to pace myself, and learning to wait and learning not to speak out at certain times, or at times to speak out a little. I've learnt now how to keep my power. Keep my silence when it's necessary, and play it with timing. And now my mum is so desperate to keep the relationship she has with me...because I'm loving with my mum and I try and look after her as much as I can without getting too damaged by her. So she's so lonely and she's so grateful that she's got this relationship with me that all that I need do when she gets abusive is basically go, 'Sorry I'm not putting up with this. I'm not seeing you anymore.' And I mean it at the time, because I just don't need that. And then she, you know, comes like a dog crawling back and it's the same as my ex-husband because I have refused to stop saying publicly that he's abused my son, He now too is scared of me. So it was learning to wait. First of all admitting that I was a sick person and then them saying to me, 'Gee, you're getting so well, you're getting so together.' And waiting for them to build up their image of me. They almost respect me, my mum respects me now. Because I've learnt to contain my pain and I've gotten a wisdom that she can see. And so now when I say to them, 'I'm not putting up with that and you are not behaving that way,' they pay attention.
Ellis: So what do you think triggered that change in you?
Jane: Well I got to the point when I knew that the whole of society, my family, society, the law they were all aligned against me. Against me if I continued to try and say what was happening, which was disclosing. And I realised that I physically and mentally and psychologically and emotionally wasn't going to survive, with the attacks they would make on me. And I knew I wasn't going to get justice. The only justice I was ever going to get was by surviving it long term, gaining my power and getting alliances with good people, who had some sort of power. Which I suppose is a spiritual thing. So it was self-preservation. And it was, you hit your head against a wall so many times you are so bruised and battered you know you can't be hit any more or you'll die. There was no other way out.
(1) As a point of interest there is a masonic lodge very close by.
