Their Majesties King Philippe and Queen Mathilde of Belgium
The King and Queen of the Kingdom of Belgium

 

I have the honor to share with you my letter of today to Her Excellency Maggie De Block, the Belgian Minister for Social Affairs and Health, and for Asylum and Migration, concerning the suspicious death of Fatouma El Morabit (73).

Madame El Morabit was deadly injured by two caregivers of Soins-Chez-Soi, who were

probably paid a lot of money to slowly kill the woman, in collaboration with the hospital staff of César de Paepe and Saint Pierre hospitals in Brussels.  May I invite you to find out the details in the full story on Altatweer, the website which is dedicated to questioning the Arab Spring Revolution and to bringing to Justice the chaos mongers.

 

Many Moroccans complain that certain Belgian doctors do not supply care when a health problem occurs. Just in the recent days, I received a phone call from a Moroccan woman in Wilrijk (Antwerp) with a starting brain degeneration similar to or possibly the Parkinson disease, she was told.  She was complaining of acute headaches and she decided to have it checked in the nearby hospital.  She talked to me about it and she asked me if something or nothing can be done about it.  “Of course something can be done about it particularly at that stage” I answered, “you could at least reduce or stop the further inflammation with an appropriate diet”.

She was quiet, and I imagine she was dumbstruck.   “Really ?”, she asked, “I was not getting much information on what I must do”.  “Did you receive any medication ?” I asked.  “No, all the doctor does is scan the head, they place a lot of things on my head, but no prescriptions for medication at all to prevent the further progress of the disease.  I only received a new appointment to meet with the doctor in 6 months time to see if the damage progresses or if it is stable. I took note of the university hospital where she goes to.  “The risk is that meanwhile, the disease will progress”, I warned.

She was surprised that I was talking “a different language” than her doctor.  I told her that I am not a doctor, but sufficiently intelligent to read about the diseases to understand something about them.  I have been looking into degenerate diseases and into the related immunology when I was facing an immune-related health problem which the doctors in Belgium couldn’t solve.  The rest of the conversation was about a diet which fights the inflammation and which supports the brain tissue and the nervous system, which is to cut on sugars, starch, and animal fats.  I  recommended getting a second opinion somewhere else.

 

I also warned that the Moroccans among all the foreigners, are either being denied the adequate medical care or they are crippled by a conspiracy in the Belgian medical system.

For example: in 2007, I consulted an orthopedic surgeon at Edith Cavell Hospital who diagnosed early onset polyarthritis or rheumatoid arthritis on my right ankle, which suffered serious injuries when I was 14 years old.  He has not prescribed any treatment, although it is known that the infection causes deformities over time.  I discuss the case in the medical terrorism file on letters to King M6

I imagine that the doctors who do it right get sanctioned or even fired in this country and that the others who deny the right treatment for the Moroccans get promoted very high.

Being denied appropriate medical care was also the reality of Miss Colette Dongmo who’s belly was bloating in hurtful ways, to the point that she remained nailed down in her bed during days. The problem started after she had sex with a very rich old Belgian male about whom she remembers only that he didn’t pay her any money at all, while she expected to receive something.  She never mentioned his name but the chances are that it was the owner of the Lavazza coffee brand who has an interest in the cocoa and the coffee of Cameroon, the country where Colette is from.  The owner of Lavazza is Mr Lucien Leuwenkroon, the Godfather of Morocco.

She did receive however a wide variety of diseases obviously unknown to her body, to which her system began to respond with violent pain. “I have visited all the hospitals of Antwerp”, she complained to me, “none was able to tell me what I have and to give me medication”. You will find the full story in Letters to King M6.

The intention was either to cripple her for good without anybody being held responsible for it. Or, perhaps the doctors were not supplying a treatment on purpose unless she files an official complaint about sexual aggression. Perhaps after complaining about who did this to her, she might receive adequate care. I forgot to encourage her to file a complaint first and then to seek adequate medical support for the poor condition of her health.

 

I have been through another similar physical aggression by my former dentist, Dr. Leva, and that is what this newsletter is about. I was strictly keeping up with the government program for dental care, which entitles full coverage if you visit the dentist every year. The program aims to help the dentist take on problems at an early stage and to reduce health care expenditures later on as scientific research shows that bad dental care causes other medical conditions.

That was the case with me.   Dr. Leva kept a temporary filling, like a bandage, for 6 years in my mouth, until I started having something like an allergy in the face, which was damaging the collagen-layer, in 2005. When he discovered that I was doing medical exams to find the cause of the allergy-like infections and getting closer to the origin of the problem, which could be the tooth decay, he started destroying my teeth. Perhaps he was told not to take care of me at all, against perks from The Godfather, or perhaps she was a Godmother.

As I wanted to understand what was going on, I got the opinion of two dermatologists. As there were no antibodies for any allergy, they couldn’t explain the hives on my face. I started connecting it myself with the bandage which the dentist didn’t refresh since 1999. When I asked him to refresh it in 2005, he said: “that is not necessary, it’s well in place.” I started wondering what his further steps were going to be concerning that tooth.

Back in 2001, Dr. Leva also devitalized one root, through which the dentition grew slightly asymmetric between 2003 and 2005. The aim was to disfigure me. Perhaps he intended to paralyze the right side of my face and to disfigure me in the long run. I could already see it from the slight sagging of the right eyebrow starting from 2009, and then I understood that it is an imbalance in the facial nervous system which caused the sagging, which resulted from the devitalizing of that frontal tooth.

End of 2005, when I noticed the asymmetry, I dialed the number of Dr. Jack Vanreck, the maxillary-facial orthodontist who removed all my wisdom teeth in such a remarkable way in 1996. I felt nothing at all and I was back at work within the two days. It removed my fear of dentists for good. I thought, this doctor will tell me if it’s the bone or the nervous system that caused the asymmetry.

I learned from his wife that he died of a heart attack because he worked too hard. He was a fantastic aesthetic surgeon who applied his science on helping the poor. He worked as a volunteer in the Philippines, every year during 6 months, correcting hare-lips in young children for free (see photo below).

When he was still alive, he showed me his ‘before and after’ surgery pictures. You would think the children were never born with that malformation. The more gifted and virtuous the soul, the sooner he leaves, I guess. It’s the ones like Sidi Lucien, who stick around us for too long.

With all I knew about cosmetics and about the bones being more flexible than we think they are, I took the remedial steps myself to slow down the disfiguring process by bringing awareness to that area of the face, by keeping that side alive, by chewing crispy food on that side of the mouth, and by keeping a smile until I find a way to correct it all. It corrected itself for a great deal already just by doing that. The eyebrow is back in place and the dentition regained a satisfactory symmetry, but it can always be improved.

 

I continued to search what causes the allergy-like hives in the face. From looking at the swollen hives under my eyes and the changing aspect of the skin, I knew that my system was responding to an inflammation in the head area.

I returned to the Edith Cavell private hospital where the defunct Dr. Vanreck used to work and where they have the best selection of doctors in Belgium. I wanted to have the cavity of my ears, my throat, and my nose examined in-depth, but in Belgium, they won’t examine just for the fun. You need a valid reason or a prescription from another doctor otherwise you don’t get a refund, and it’s not cheap.

“My breath smells,” I told Dr. Dewever, “I don’t smell anything”, he said. “Yes you do”, I argued, “I can see that in your face, you just don’t want to tell.” “I think you imagine that” he reasoned. “I do smell something now, don’t you smell it ?” I insisted. “All right, let’s do the examination, just to reassure you because otherwise, you will never believe me”. So he put down “halitosis” on his paper as a valid ground for the exam. He proceeded with the checking with his camera and with plastic tubes attached to it which he pushed down in all the cavities. He found nothing at all. Then I explained the skin disorder and that we don’t know where it comes from.

He advised that I should talk to my dentist. “That is all I can tell you”, he said. “I just saw him” I replied. “I go every year. Every time he cleanses the teeth, and he says everything else is OK” I informed (see an overview of all the visits).

 

“Well, I saw a serious decay on a tooth near your left jaw… and it is older than one year” he described. “It can happen that the dentist didn’t see it because it is really hidden far back in the mouth… You know what, I will send you to my colleague Dr. Delepaut, to have the entire head scanned, it shows really everything about your teeth. She will tell you which tooth needs care and you take that evidence to your dentist”.

 

I went to an appointment with Dr. Delepaut. They had me lay down in a big machine like a cylinder that shuts me in. They asked me not to move and to shut my eyes. I somehow peeped through my eyelashes to see what was happening. I saw a scanner oscillating around my head and being shoved back and forth. The exam took way much longer than a session for passport photographs. The doctor kept scanning the head really thoroughly.

I was in the dressing cabinet when the doctor suddenly opened the door on me still half naked. “What are we looking for actually, because I didn’t find anything at all” she commented. I explained about the skin allergy, the hives under my eyes, and the bandage that the dentist didn’t refresh since 1999, and the sagging of one side. She promised to study radiography again.

When checking out, the doctor handed me a bag with the x-rays. “These are yours to keep, I have mine, we will send the report by postal mail”. She advised me to show the x-rays to the dentist as soon as I could, to have one big tooth carries removed, which she noticed in the far end on the left side of the face.

 

I went back to the dentist, Dr. Leva, to tell him about caries that he didn’t see. “Who told you that ?” He asked. I gave him the x-rays. He immediately had a look at them. “The nose and throat doctor told me that and I needed a head scan ”, I was talking to him naturally without realizing that he was very upset. “The doctor said that the carries are hidden so far that you may have overlooked it”, I told him. He started breathing faster. “Why did you go to a private hospital, they are expensive… next time, ask me because I have colleagues that I work with”. He checked my mouth and said “I’m sorry I really didn’t see that. Let me take care of it now”. I still believed him, until he started working on the tooth.

I didn’t understand why he was acting so excited. I was feeling anger in his brisk gestures, he became nervous, and it felt like he started drilling a real big hole in the tooth, bigger than it should be, just like he was drilling in a wall with rage. It felt like he was destroying half the tooth, taking the good parts out as well, because there was no smell.

I didn’t feel comfortable any more and I examined the eyes of his assistant, who was holding a pump which sucks the debris out of my mouth. She was looking at the dentist with an expression saying “what the hell are you doing ?” “Your employer is destroying my Julia Roberts kind of smile”, I thought. That was it. He left me with half a tooth, which he didn’t fill properly as if he was hoping that I would let it fill with food and let it rot for another 6 years. How I regretted returning to him.

• That treatment was the first clue.

“What’s the name of the doctor you have been to ?” he asked. By that moment I was alerted by his restlessness, but I continued to behave normally. “I don’t remember, but I am awaiting the report,” I answered. “If you could get me the name of the doctor as soon as possible, I can ask them to send the report to me, I will keep the x-rays with me until I get the report.” He said.

• That he wants the report to be sent to his address instead of mine is the second clue.
• That he needs to keep the x-rays is the third clue.
• The last clue is that he didn’t want to issue an invoice. He didn’t want to get paid for the tooth job. Now there are no records of his last job. It looks as if he never worked on the tooth which he destroyed. That was the major clue. I wasn’t prepared to have my entire mouth destroyed by this lousy dentist without any records.

He called me up the next day already to see if I have found the name. He became pushy. I just gave him the name, but I sensed that he was trying to stop something. Perhaps he attempted to erase the evidence of his malpractice, or the evidence of the fact that he was corrupted by someone in a higher power, to destroy my smile.

I phoned with the federal social security services (INAMI-RIZIV) and I explained that the dentist didn’t invoice me. They advised to get the observations established by another dentist before the start of any treatment and to send the report to them including the x-rays prior to the tooth job. They sounded angry, and I knew that they were going to start an investigation against him, and I judged that it was too soon and that the health authorities will never tell me who precisely corrupts the doctors against the health and the well-being of the immigrants, nor how to protect myself against further attacks by the same people.

I had trouble finding a dentist who wanted to establish a report against his colleague. I told my story to Dr. Farhi, my General Practitioner and he referred me to his dentist. He dissuaded me from taking legal actions against Dr. Leva for letting my teeth rot, during the period when I was respecting the treatment plan. “You will not win, all he will do is sue you for defamation afterward, and that will cost you”, he warned and I believe him.

I admire Dr. Roland Farhi because he is an activist-doctor, just like Dr. Vanreck.   Dr. Farhi heals with plants in addition to the regular medicine.  “We live in a dictatorial system, and the Belgian medical world is one big mafia against which no citizen can win… They won’t even take your case seriously, as one tooth is not life-threatening health condition… just stick to my dentist, you will be fine with him”. Today I understand more about the mafia that he means.

The x-rays were still at the horrible dentist, and I sensed he was going to give me trouble returning them to me, particularly as he feels that he is getting caught. I had to think about how I can have him return them to me without resistance.

 

I hurried back to Dr. Delepaut at the hospital, before Dr. Leva could speak with her and convince her of sending her report to him. I found her, I told her about the dentist, and she advised: “change dentists, in any case, everything is traceable on our x-rays, and our hospital doesn’t send the reports to the doctors but to the client.”

To help recuperate the x-rays from the horrible dentist, she wrote a small note suggesting that she needed the x-rays back. “Give him the note, take the x-rays with you, and go to another dentist”, she instructed. She wrote a second version of her report, with additional observations, this time related to the facial skin. She was adorable, but that is how that hospital was keeping the reputation high, it’s with the client satisfaction.

 

The Godfather or the Godmother may have come on the track of which doctors I go to through my health care agency (SECUREX).  In 2000, when I was seriously ill with pneumonia, I have had trouble getting the infection recognized by SECUREX and they refused to pay a replacement salary while I was confined to stay bed and unable to go to work (with Orange).

If ever this is confirmed, then it is one of the highest violations on privacy, because it concerns the medical records. I think there is a link between The Godfather of Morocco, Dr. Leva, and a third person to whom the two previous persons listen, and who might be the one who instructs to damage my body.  She could be the same person who arranged for me to get arrested on a false basis, in December 1990.   My own case reminds me of the conspiracy around late Marcel Vervloesem, the pedophile hunter from Antwerp, who was administered an overdose of insulin previous to his death.  I learned about him at the beginning of 2019, thanks to Her Highness Princess Jacqueline de Croÿ.

 

The financial situation of Dr. Leva’s activity can provide the clues that we need :

Some clues are that end of 2005 there were changes in his office :

• His loyal assistant was leaving him.  I think her name was Evelyne Mean, and she was always by his side during the 8 years that I went to this dentist. She was going to interrupt her career to study dentistry for real;
• A new assistant to Dr. Leva started just that week when I returned to have him take care of caries;
• Dr. Leva was sharing the office with another dentist, and he announced that he was moving out from that office because of disagreements with his colleague. He was starting his own dental practice, in 2006

He is one of the fewest dentists who constantly has an assistant working at his side, holding the pipes, passing the material to him just like during a surgical operation, wiping the mouths of the clients, preparing the fillings, cleaning everything and organizing the x-rays, so that he only needs to come in, to have a quick look a the radiography, and then he starts working on the client.

Dr. Leva needs 4 hands and he does not charge much, whereas most dentists that I’ve been to work alone, with 2 hands, and they are more expensive, compared to Dr. Leva.   I’ve always been wondering how Dr. Leva manages to pay the salary of the assistant. Among all the other curiosities Dr. Leva drives vintage cars.   I discovered this one day when he offered to drive me to Zaventem, which (he said) was on his way to Mons/Bergen.  He drove a red Porche that day.  I understood that he was a car craze and I was wondering if he was buying all that with the kind of dental care that he was giving to his clients.

He figured out that I could be wondering one day on how he manages to pay everyone and everything. The man has been practicing for over 35 years. He was already 60 years of age or so. Only now he wants an office of his own.  He suddenly can afford the equipment, because that is the reason why most dentists share a cabinet. Where does he get the money from to pay an assistant, to rent or to purchase a new office, to buy the dental supply and equipment? And how come that Evelyne Mean, his assistant, who was working part-time can afford to drop everything and go to school to study dentistry, and to realize her dream. Dentistry is very expensive. I now realize that they may have received cash from someone who perhaps was looking to whitewash funds from crime.

Even if I didn’t ask to hear about his story, he started telling me that he applied for a loan to buy his equipment with the ING Bank, and when they said “no¨, he cleared his savings account and took it to another bank who said ¨yes¨. “That is the way to do it”, I said. Though, I understand that a bank would hesitate to supply a loan to someone who is starting up his business at age 60. What if he dies before the repayment is completed?

Today, that I am fitting the case of this dentist into the big puzzle concerning The Godfather of Morocco, covering the financing of terrorism, I think it wasn’t with the savings that he went to the new bank, but with booty from someone much higher than Sidi Lucien.   The savings that he was talking about were rather a corruption money which he probably received through Morocco (see further down).   He has an interest in changing banks in that case because that allows him to change somewhat his financial history.   He better takes the same bank which is ruled by the violent mafia which finances the disfigurement that he produces on his clients.   A possible bank could be Dexia.

 

Another clue is Morocco, where Doctor Leva started going to very often starting from 2002 or so. He loves Fez and Marrakesh, and to sooth the clients in his office he plays CDs with lute music. It reminds him of the desert… and perhaps some women too. The man is widowed. He was divorced from his wife who later on died of cancer. Maybe he was awarded free trips from Sidi Lucien… to help him forget his wife. Another clue is that he lives in Mons (Wallonia). He is also ugly and looks like Spirou, the Neanderthal. Maybe he was ordered by Sidi Lucien and his boss – who could be a jealous woman –  to disfigure me against anything he and his assistant wished for.  That is what I am thinking about today.

The medical overview of my timely treatments by Dr. Leva didn’t correspond with the state in which my dentition was found by the new doctor end of 2006. I didn’t say a thing until Dr. Triffaux, the new dentist, made the remarks himself. “When was the last time you have been to the dentist ?” he asked. “One year ago” I answered.   He couldn’t figure out why his colleague devitalized that root because it looked perfect. I asked him to establish his observations on paper before starting the treatments.

He was willing to draft a report, but he didn’t see the value of such a report nor the advantage that I was seeking.  “There is nothing you can do with it,” he said. I explained “Right now, I don’t know how I am going to use the report, nor if I ever will, but I prefer to have the document ready, should I ever need it for something else. I could, for example, develop another type of medical condition that originates from the bad dental care, and it wasn’t my fault”. He was skeptical, but he took his time preparing the report.

He started the tooth jobs by taking new x-rays and by removing the bandage which was there since 1999. My skin improved months later, and I have no more hives now. I knew that it was the bandage which was actually producing poison in my body, hence the continuous inflammation, and the allergy-like reactions on the skin. I educated myself in these things. By that time, I started developing cosmetics and pills for myself based on essential oils, to dis-intoxicate my entire system, from the bone-marrow till the skin. I named my products “skin immunity system”. I managed to reverse the damage.

This major attack happened before 2005 when there was no question of a Center for Excellence in Diversity Competence and no question of Arab investments in Belgium or whatsoever.   You see how hard one must fight and how long it takes in Belgium just to get one thing go right, such as dental care.

The perfect timing

for using all the medical reports

is now

I will pass it on the financial police to see if Dr. Leva was corrupted and to the federal social security (INAMI-RIZIV) with more stories. I can show them how Dr. Leva and his repulsive mafia make the health care bills rise for everyone instead of pushing it down.

To end the report about Dentist Dr. Jean-Pierre Leva, allow me to add that less than one year after I head my head scanned by Dr. Delepaut which revealed the serious neglects during many years by Dr. Leva, Dr. Leva sent a letter to his clients (including me) to announce that he made an end to his career as a dentist.   I have kept most of his letters.

Allow me to include the health dossier of late  Marcel Vervloesem, who I mentioned in my recent letter about the plagiarism of the Vanilla Finance Card,  Mr. Marcel Vervloesem is “a self-declared pedophile hunter” according to the Belgian press.   I have learned about him during my recent short stay with Her Highness Princess Jacqueline de Croÿ in Brussels.

Her Highness Princess Jacqueline was very close to Mr. Marcel Vervloesem and his family.  She told me that Mr. Marcel Vervloesem founded his own association named “Morkhoven” which has been keeping track of the kidnappings, the victims of pedophilia and human traffic in general, but also child adoption.   Her Highness Princess Jacqueline runs a foundation named the Foundation of Princesses Jacqueline de Croÿ and Maximo Lancelotti.  The foundation is concerned with human rights, exactly like VZW Morkhoven.  One of the directors of the Princess’ foundation is Mr. Jan Boeykens, who is also a director of VZW Morkhoven, and thus very close to Marcel Vervloesem and his legacy.

A major legacy is an unpublished book containing hundreds of horrible deaths in Belgium caused by the corrupted staff in the prisons and in the hospitals. As far as I know, her Highness has a copy of Marcel’s manuscript that she was in the process of reworking, at the time when I was leaving her house, on 17 April 2019.

Mr. Marcel Vervloesem died in January 2018.  Her Highness Princess Jacqueline told me that Mr. Marcel Vervloesem started a hunger strike when he was arrested and imprisoned on the basis of false declarations – according to Her Highness Princess Jacqueline – of pedophile acts that he would have committed on school kids.  

She told me that some youth received money against a written declaration that Mr. Vervloesem abused them.  “Once in prison, they either began to slowly kill him with an overdose of insulin because he is a diabetic, or he wanted to commit suicide by injecting an overdose of insulin (I heard Her Highness telling me both).

He was taken to hospital in a coma. They obviously didn’t save his life.  He died in January 2018”, I learned from her. “The youth are all still alive. When they saw how much suffering they brought onto Marcel, they wrote a statement saying that they were paid to lie, but they were not allowed to say by whom”, but it was too late.  The man had died.  

Her Highness Princess Jacqueline is very committed to correcting the wrongs, which is the human rights that her foundation stands for.

She denounces the torture in the Belgian prisons.  She told me about a Chechen young man who got screws beaten into both his knees in the Prison of Bruge and about another Chechen war victim who lost his legs and who was in a Belgian prison where his roommates had to help him on the toilet, just to add insult to injury.  She told me about cases we never hear about in the press.   We must give her a hand to make things known, and to remove the scandals from your kingdom please, Your Majesties.

She often attributes the revolting corruption cases to the former Soviet Common Wealth militants and to former KGB agents, such as paying the youth to write false accusations, paying the Belgian hospital staff to injure or neglect giving care.  I only wonder which language was spoken when the school kids were paid to produce the statements which say that Mr. Marcel Vervloesem raped them and which triggered a prison sentence for him. I was planning to share with Her Highness my bad experiences with the Belgian health care system to help me find the former Soviet Common Wealth militants who paid Dr. Leva and Dr. Nemeth.   I will do this as soon as she has finished re-working the manuscript by Mr. Marcel Vervloesem.

 

There where all the doctors thought that the victims of medical errors never win in this country and that I was going to lose my legal battle against the dentist, I will turn out winning.

We shall dig up all the financial details of everyone in the cabinet of Mr. Jean-Pierre Leva in Brussels and Mons (where he is lives), and follow the clues to solve the questions “Who was pulling the strings?  Who was financing medical terrorism”. It is in this way that we will find the responsible financiers of international terrorism too, and get them arrested by the International Criminal Court in The Hague.

From now on, they will understand that the crippling medical practices or any irregularity no matter how tiny, has to be read against a wider context of a mafia ruling our health, our wealth and our happiness.

I will notify His Majesty King Mohammed VI on the medical terrorism against his people in Belgium, in the Medical Terrorism Dossier on Letters to King M6.

I will highlight the vaccination of thousands of asylum seekers and the anti-biotics which nearly killed me in 2000.

it seems that the Belgian healthcare is slowly becoming an avenue for the mass murdering of innocent people.   For further reference, please read my letter entitled “Le terrorisme médicale” to Dr. Amine Matta, an anesthesiologist at UCL Saint Luc.

 

May I lay the destiny of the Medical Terrorism Dossier in your capable hands, Your Majesties King Philippe and Queen Mathilde?

I thank you, Your Majesties for your kind attention and cooperation.

Long live the King and Queen of Belgium

Naima Mouali
President of United Chambers and Innovation Consultant
Founder of Anaccell Corporation
e-mail : unitedchambers@firemail.de
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Their Majesties King Philippe and Queen Mathilde of Belgium
The King and Queen of the Kingdom of Belgium

 

I have the honor to share with you my letter of today to Her Excellency Maggie De Block, the Belgian Minister for Social Affairs and Health, and for Asylum and Migration, concerning the suspicious death of Fatouma El Morabit (73).

Madame El Morabit was deadly injured by two caregivers of Soins-Chez-Soi, who were

probably paid a lot of money to slowly kill the woman, in collaboration with the hospital staff of César de Paepe and Saint Pierre hospitals in Brussels.  May I invite you to find out the details in the full story on Altatweer, the website which is dedicated to questioning the Arab Spring Revolution and to bringing to Justice the chaos mongers.

 

Many Moroccans complain that certain Belgian doctors do not supply care when a health problem occurs. Just in the recent days, I received a phone call from a Moroccan woman in Wilrijk (Antwerp) with a starting brain degeneration similar to or possibly the Parkinson disease, she was told.  She was complaining of acute headaches and she decided to have it checked in the nearby hospital.  She talked to me about it and she asked me if something or nothing can be done about it.  “Of course something can be done about it particularly at that stage” I answered, “you could at least reduce or stop the further inflammation with an appropriate diet”.

She was quiet, and I imagine she was dumbstruck.   “Really ?”, she asked, “I was not getting much information on what I must do”.  “Did you receive any medication ?” I asked.  “No, all the doctor does is scan the head, they place a lot of things on my head, but no prescriptions for medication at all to prevent the further progress of the disease.  I only received a new appointment to meet with the doctor in 6 months time to see if the damage progresses or if it is stable. I took note of the university hospital where she goes to.  “The risk is that meanwhile, the disease will progress”, I warned.

She was surprised that I was talking “a different language” than her doctor.  I told her that I am not a doctor, but sufficiently intelligent to read about the diseases to understand something about them.  I have been looking into degenerate diseases and into the related immunology when I was facing an immune-related health problem which the doctors in Belgium couldn’t solve.  The rest of the conversation was about a diet which fights the inflammation and which supports the brain tissue and the nervous system, which is to cut on sugars, starch, and animal fats.  I  recommended getting a second opinion somewhere else.

 

I also warned that the Moroccans among all the foreigners, are either being denied the adequate medical care or they are crippled by a conspiracy in the Belgian medical system.

For example: in 2007, I consulted an orthopedic surgeon at Edith Cavell Hospital who diagnosed early onset polyarthritis or rheumatoid arthritis on my right ankle, which suffered serious injuries when I was 14 years old.  He has not prescribed any treatment, although it is known that the infection causes deformities over time.  I discuss the case in the medical terrorism file on letters to King M6

I imagine that the doctors who do it right get sanctioned or even fired in this country and that the others who deny the right treatment for the Moroccans get promoted very high.

Being denied appropriate medical care was also the reality of Miss Colette Dongmo who’s belly was bloating in hurtful ways, to the point that she remained nailed down in her bed during days. The problem started after she had sex with a very rich old Belgian male about whom she remembers only that he didn’t pay her any money at all, while she expected to receive something.  She never mentioned his name but the chances are that it was the owner of the Lavazza coffee brand who has an interest in the cocoa and the coffee of Cameroon, the country where Colette is from.  The owner of Lavazza is Mr Lucien Leuwenkroon, the Godfather of Morocco.

She did receive however a wide variety of diseases obviously unknown to her body, to which her system began to respond with violent pain. “I have visited all the hospitals of Antwerp”, she complained to me, “none was able to tell me what I have and to give me medication”. You will find the full story in Letters to King M6.

The intention was either to cripple her for good without anybody being held responsible for it. Or, perhaps the doctors were not supplying a treatment on purpose unless she files an official complaint about sexual aggression. Perhaps after complaining about who did this to her, she might receive adequate care. I forgot to encourage her to file a complaint first and then to seek adequate medical support for the poor condition of her health.

 

I have been through another similar physical aggression by my former dentist, Dr. Leva, and that is what this newsletter is about. I was strictly keeping up with the government program for dental care, which entitles full coverage if you visit the dentist every year. The program aims to help the dentist take on problems at an early stage and to reduce health care expenditures later on as scientific research shows that bad dental care causes other medical conditions.

That was the case with me.   Dr. Leva kept a temporary filling, like a bandage, for 6 years in my mouth, until I started having something like an allergy in the face, which was damaging the collagen-layer, in 2005. When he discovered that I was doing medical exams to find the cause of the allergy-like infections and getting closer to the origin of the problem, which could be the tooth decay, he started destroying my teeth. Perhaps he was told not to take care of me at all, against perks from The Godfather, or perhaps she was a Godmother.

As I wanted to understand what was going on, I got the opinion of two dermatologists. As there were no antibodies for any allergy, they couldn’t explain the hives on my face. I started connecting it myself with the bandage which the dentist didn’t refresh since 1999. When I asked him to refresh it in 2005, he said: “that is not necessary, it’s well in place.” I started wondering what his further steps were going to be concerning that tooth.

Back in 2001, Dr. Leva also devitalized one root, through which the dentition grew slightly asymmetric between 2003 and 2005. The aim was to disfigure me. Perhaps he intended to paralyze the right side of my face and to disfigure me in the long run. I could already see it from the slight sagging of the right eyebrow starting from 2009, and then I understood that it is an imbalance in the facial nervous system which caused the sagging, which resulted from the devitalizing of that frontal tooth.

End of 2005, when I noticed the asymmetry, I dialed the number of Dr. Jack Vanreck, the maxillary-facial orthodontist who removed all my wisdom teeth in such a remarkable way in 1996. I felt nothing at all and I was back at work within the two days. It removed my fear of dentists for good. I thought, this doctor will tell me if it’s the bone or the nervous system that caused the asymmetry.

I learned from his wife that he died of a heart attack because he worked too hard. He was a fantastic aesthetic surgeon who applied his science on helping the poor. He worked as a volunteer in the Philippines, every year during 6 months, correcting hare-lips in young children for free (see photo below).

When he was still alive, he showed me his ‘before and after’ surgery pictures. You would think the children were never born with that malformation. The more gifted and virtuous the soul, the sooner he leaves, I guess. It’s the ones like Sidi Lucien, who stick around us for too long.

With all I knew about cosmetics and about the bones being more flexible than we think they are, I took the remedial steps myself to slow down the disfiguring process by bringing awareness to that area of the face, by keeping that side alive, by chewing crispy food on that side of the mouth, and by keeping a smile until I find a way to correct it all. It corrected itself for a great deal already just by doing that. The eyebrow is back in place and the dentition regained a satisfactory symmetry, but it can always be improved.

 

I continued to search what causes the allergy-like hives in the face. From looking at the swollen hives under my eyes and the changing aspect of the skin, I knew that my system was responding to an inflammation in the head area.

I returned to the Edith Cavell private hospital where the defunct Dr. Vanreck used to work and where they have the best selection of doctors in Belgium. I wanted to have the cavity of my ears, my throat, and my nose examined in-depth, but in Belgium, they won’t examine just for the fun. You need a valid reason or a prescription from another doctor otherwise you don’t get a refund, and it’s not cheap.

“My breath smells,” I told Dr. Dewever, “I don’t smell anything”, he said. “Yes you do”, I argued, “I can see that in your face, you just don’t want to tell.” “I think you imagine that” he reasoned. “I do smell something now, don’t you smell it ?” I insisted. “All right, let’s do the examination, just to reassure you because otherwise, you will never believe me”. So he put down “halitosis” on his paper as a valid ground for the exam. He proceeded with the checking with his camera and with plastic tubes attached to it which he pushed down in all the cavities. He found nothing at all. Then I explained the skin disorder and that we don’t know where it comes from.

He advised that I should talk to my dentist. “That is all I can tell you”, he said. “I just saw him” I replied. “I go every year. Every time he cleanses the teeth, and he says everything else is OK” I informed (see an overview of all the visits).

 

“Well, I saw a serious decay on a tooth near your left jaw… and it is older than one year” he described. “It can happen that the dentist didn’t see it because it is really hidden far back in the mouth… You know what, I will send you to my colleague Dr. Delepaut, to have the entire head scanned, it shows really everything about your teeth. She will tell you which tooth needs care and you take that evidence to your dentist”.

 

I went to an appointment with Dr. Delepaut. They had me lay down in a big machine like a cylinder that shuts me in. They asked me not to move and to shut my eyes. I somehow peeped through my eyelashes to see what was happening. I saw a scanner oscillating around my head and being shoved back and forth. The exam took way much longer than a session for passport photographs. The doctor kept scanning the head really thoroughly.

I was in the dressing cabinet when the doctor suddenly opened the door on me still half naked. “What are we looking for actually, because I didn’t find anything at all” she commented. I explained about the skin allergy, the hives under my eyes, and the bandage that the dentist didn’t refresh since 1999, and the sagging of one side. She promised to study radiography again.

When checking out, the doctor handed me a bag with the x-rays. “These are yours to keep, I have mine, we will send the report by postal mail”. She advised me to show the x-rays to the dentist as soon as I could, to have one big tooth carries removed, which she noticed in the far end on the left side of the face.

 

I went back to the dentist, Dr. Leva, to tell him about caries that he didn’t see. “Who told you that ?” He asked. I gave him the x-rays. He immediately had a look at them. “The nose and throat doctor told me that and I needed a head scan ”, I was talking to him naturally without realizing that he was very upset. “The doctor said that the carries are hidden so far that you may have overlooked it”, I told him. He started breathing faster. “Why did you go to a private hospital, they are expensive… next time, ask me because I have colleagues that I work with”. He checked my mouth and said “I’m sorry I really didn’t see that. Let me take care of it now”. I still believed him, until he started working on the tooth.

I didn’t understand why he was acting so excited. I was feeling anger in his brisk gestures, he became nervous, and it felt like he started drilling a real big hole in the tooth, bigger than it should be, just like he was drilling in a wall with rage. It felt like he was destroying half the tooth, taking the good parts out as well, because there was no smell.

I didn’t feel comfortable any more and I examined the eyes of his assistant, who was holding a pump which sucks the debris out of my mouth. She was looking at the dentist with an expression saying “what the hell are you doing ?” “Your employer is destroying my Julia Roberts kind of smile”, I thought. That was it. He left me with half a tooth, which he didn’t fill properly as if he was hoping that I would let it fill with food and let it rot for another 6 years. How I regretted returning to him.

• That treatment was the first clue.

“What’s the name of the doctor you have been to ?” he asked. By that moment I was alerted by his restlessness, but I continued to behave normally. “I don’t remember, but I am awaiting the report,” I answered. “If you could get me the name of the doctor as soon as possible, I can ask them to send the report to me, I will keep the x-rays with me until I get the report.” He said.

• That he wants the report to be sent to his address instead of mine is the second clue.
• That he needs to keep the x-rays is the third clue.
• The last clue is that he didn’t want to issue an invoice. He didn’t want to get paid for the tooth job. Now there are no records of his last job. It looks as if he never worked on the tooth which he destroyed. That was the major clue. I wasn’t prepared to have my entire mouth destroyed by this lousy dentist without any records.

He called me up the next day already to see if I have found the name. He became pushy. I just gave him the name, but I sensed that he was trying to stop something. Perhaps he attempted to erase the evidence of his malpractice, or the evidence of the fact that he was corrupted by someone in a higher power, to destroy my smile.

I phoned with the federal social security services (INAMI-RIZIV) and I explained that the dentist didn’t invoice me. They advised to get the observations established by another dentist before the start of any treatment and to send the report to them including the x-rays prior to the tooth job. They sounded angry, and I knew that they were going to start an investigation against him, and I judged that it was too soon and that the health authorities will never tell me who precisely corrupts the doctors against the health and the well-being of the immigrants, nor how to protect myself against further attacks by the same people.

I had trouble finding a dentist who wanted to establish a report against his colleague. I told my story to Dr. Farhi, my General Practitioner and he referred me to his dentist. He dissuaded me from taking legal actions against Dr. Leva for letting my teeth rot, during the period when I was respecting the treatment plan. “You will not win, all he will do is sue you for defamation afterward, and that will cost you”, he warned and I believe him.

I admire Dr. Roland Farhi because he is an activist-doctor, just like Dr. Vanreck.   Dr. Farhi heals with plants in addition to the regular medicine.  “We live in a dictatorial system, and the Belgian medical world is one big mafia against which no citizen can win… They won’t even take your case seriously, as one tooth is not life-threatening health condition… just stick to my dentist, you will be fine with him”. Today I understand more about the mafia that he means.

The x-rays were still at the horrible dentist, and I sensed he was going to give me trouble returning them to me, particularly as he feels that he is getting caught. I had to think about how I can have him return them to me without resistance.

 

I hurried back to Dr. Delepaut at the hospital, before Dr. Leva could speak with her and convince her of sending her report to him. I found her, I told her about the dentist, and she advised: “change dentists, in any case, everything is traceable on our x-rays, and our hospital doesn’t send the reports to the doctors but to the client.”

To help recuperate the x-rays from the horrible dentist, she wrote a small note suggesting that she needed the x-rays back. “Give him the note, take the x-rays with you, and go to another dentist”, she instructed. She wrote a second version of her report, with additional observations, this time related to the facial skin. She was adorable, but that is how that hospital was keeping the reputation high, it’s with the client satisfaction.

 

The Godfather or the Godmother may have come on the track of which doctors I go to through my health care agency (SECUREX).  In 2000, when I was seriously ill with pneumonia, I have had trouble getting the infection recognized by SECUREX and they refused to pay a replacement salary while I was confined to stay bed and unable to go to work (with Orange).

If ever this is confirmed, then it is one of the highest violations on privacy, because it concerns the medical records. I think there is a link between The Godfather of Morocco, Dr. Leva, and a third person to whom the two previous persons listen, and who might be the one who instructs to damage my body.  She could be the same person who arranged for me to get arrested on a false basis, in December 1990.   My own case reminds me of the conspiracy around late Marcel Vervloesem, the pedophile hunter from Antwerp, who was administered an overdose of insulin previous to his death.  I learned about him at the beginning of 2019, thanks to Her Highness Princess Jacqueline de Croÿ.

 

The financial situation of Dr. Leva’s activity can provide the clues that we need :

Some clues are that end of 2005 there were changes in his office :

• His loyal assistant was leaving him.  I think her name was Evelyne Mean, and she was always by his side during the 8 years that I went to this dentist. She was going to interrupt her career to study dentistry for real;
• A new assistant to Dr. Leva started just that week when I returned to have him take care of caries;
• Dr. Leva was sharing the office with another dentist, and he announced that he was moving out from that office because of disagreements with his colleague. He was starting his own dental practice, in 2006

He is one of the fewest dentists who constantly has an assistant working at his side, holding the pipes, passing the material to him just like during a surgical operation, wiping the mouths of the clients, preparing the fillings, cleaning everything and organizing the x-rays, so that he only needs to come in, to have a quick look a the radiography, and then he starts working on the client.

Dr. Leva needs 4 hands and he does not charge much, whereas most dentists that I’ve been to work alone, with 2 hands, and they are more expensive, compared to Dr. Leva.   I’ve always been wondering how Dr. Leva manages to pay the salary of the assistant. Among all the other curiosities Dr. Leva drives vintage cars.   I discovered this one day when he offered to drive me to Zaventem, which (he said) was on his way to Mons/Bergen.  He drove a red Porche that day.  I understood that he was a car craze and I was wondering if he was buying all that with the kind of dental care that he was giving to his clients.

He figured out that I could be wondering one day on how he manages to pay everyone and everything. The man has been practicing for over 35 years. He was already 60 years of age or so. Only now he wants an office of his own.  He suddenly can afford the equipment, because that is the reason why most dentists share a cabinet. Where does he get the money from to pay an assistant, to rent or to purchase a new office, to buy the dental supply and equipment? And how come that Evelyne Mean, his assistant, who was working part-time can afford to drop everything and go to school to study dentistry, and to realize her dream. Dentistry is very expensive. I now realize that they may have received cash from someone who perhaps was looking to whitewash funds from crime.

Even if I didn’t ask to hear about his story, he started telling me that he applied for a loan to buy his equipment with the ING Bank, and when they said “no¨, he cleared his savings account and took it to another bank who said ¨yes¨. “That is the way to do it”, I said. Though, I understand that a bank would hesitate to supply a loan to someone who is starting up his business at age 60. What if he dies before the repayment is completed?

Today, that I am fitting the case of this dentist into the big puzzle concerning The Godfather of Morocco, covering the financing of terrorism, I think it wasn’t with the savings that he went to the new bank, but with booty from someone much higher than Sidi Lucien.   The savings that he was talking about were rather a corruption money which he probably received through Morocco (see further down).   He has an interest in changing banks in that case because that allows him to change somewhat his financial history.   He better takes the same bank which is ruled by the violent mafia which finances the disfigurement that he produces on his clients.   A possible bank could be Dexia.

 

Another clue is Morocco, where Doctor Leva started going to very often starting from 2002 or so. He loves Fez and Marrakesh, and to sooth the clients in his office he plays CDs with lute music. It reminds him of the desert… and perhaps some women too. The man is widowed. He was divorced from his wife who later on died of cancer. Maybe he was awarded free trips from Sidi Lucien… to help him forget his wife. Another clue is that he lives in Mons (Wallonia). He is also ugly and looks like Spirou, the Neanderthal. Maybe he was ordered by Sidi Lucien and his boss – who could be a jealous woman –  to disfigure me against anything he and his assistant wished for.  That is what I am thinking about today.

The medical overview of my timely treatments by Dr. Leva didn’t correspond with the state in which my dentition was found by the new doctor end of 2006. I didn’t say a thing until Dr. Triffaux, the new dentist, made the remarks himself. “When was the last time you have been to the dentist ?” he asked. “One year ago” I answered.   He couldn’t figure out why his colleague devitalized that root because it looked perfect. I asked him to establish his observations on paper before starting the treatments.

He was willing to draft a report, but he didn’t see the value of such a report nor the advantage that I was seeking.  “There is nothing you can do with it,” he said. I explained “Right now, I don’t know how I am going to use the report, nor if I ever will, but I prefer to have the document ready, should I ever need it for something else. I could, for example, develop another type of medical condition that originates from the bad dental care, and it wasn’t my fault”. He was skeptical, but he took his time preparing the report.

He started the tooth jobs by taking new x-rays and by removing the bandage which was there since 1999. My skin improved months later, and I have no more hives now. I knew that it was the bandage which was actually producing poison in my body, hence the continuous inflammation, and the allergy-like reactions on the skin. I educated myself in these things. By that time, I started developing cosmetics and pills for myself based on essential oils, to dis-intoxicate my entire system, from the bone-marrow till the skin. I named my products “skin immunity system”. I managed to reverse the damage.

This major attack happened before 2005 when there was no question of a Center for Excellence in Diversity Competence and no question of Arab investments in Belgium or whatsoever.   You see how hard one must fight and how long it takes in Belgium just to get one thing go right, such as dental care.

The perfect timing

for using all the medical reports

is now

I will pass it on the financial police to see if Dr. Leva was corrupted and to the federal social security (INAMI-RIZIV) with more stories. I can show them how Dr. Leva and his repulsive mafia make the health care bills rise for everyone instead of pushing it down.

To end the report about Dentist Dr. Jean-Pierre Leva, allow me to add that less than one year after I head my head scanned by Dr. Delepaut which revealed the serious neglects during many years by Dr. Leva, Dr. Leva sent a letter to his clients (including me) to announce that he made an end to his career as a dentist.   I have kept most of his letters.

Allow me to include the health dossier of late  Marcel Vervloesem, who I mentioned in my recent letter about the plagiarism of the Vanilla Finance Card,  Mr. Marcel Vervloesem is “a self-declared pedophile hunter” according to the Belgian press.   I have learned about him during my recent short stay with Her Highness Princess Jacqueline de Croÿ in Brussels.

Her Highness Princess Jacqueline was very close to Mr. Marcel Vervloesem and his family.  She told me that Mr. Marcel Vervloesem founded his own association named “Morkhoven” which has been keeping track of the kidnappings, the victims of pedophilia and human traffic in general, but also child adoption.   Her Highness Princess Jacqueline runs a foundation named the Foundation of Princesses Jacqueline de Croÿ and Maximo Lancelotti.  The foundation is concerned with human rights, exactly like VZW Morkhoven.  One of the directors of the Princess’ foundation is Mr. Jan Boeykens, who is also a director of VZW Morkhoven, and thus very close to Marcel Vervloesem and his legacy.

A major legacy is an unpublished book containing hundreds of horrible deaths in Belgium caused by the corrupted staff in the prisons and in the hospitals. As far as I know, her Highness has a copy of Marcel’s manuscript that she was in the process of reworking, at the time when I was leaving her house, on 17 April 2019.

Mr. Marcel Vervloesem died in January 2018.  Her Highness Princess Jacqueline told me that Mr. Marcel Vervloesem started a hunger strike when he was arrested and imprisoned on the basis of false declarations – according to Her Highness Princess Jacqueline – of pedophile acts that he would have committed on school kids.  

She told me that some youth received money against a written declaration that Mr. Vervloesem abused them.  “Once in prison, they either began to slowly kill him with an overdose of insulin because he is a diabetic, or he wanted to commit suicide by injecting an overdose of insulin (I heard Her Highness telling me both).

He was taken to hospital in a coma. They obviously didn’t save his life.  He died in January 2018”, I learned from her. “The youth are all still alive. When they saw how much suffering they brought onto Marcel, they wrote a statement saying that they were paid to lie, but they were not allowed to say by whom”, but it was too late.  The man had died.  

Her Highness Princess Jacqueline is very committed to correcting the wrongs, which is the human rights that her foundation stands for.

She denounces the torture in the Belgian prisons.  She told me about a Chechen young man who got screws beaten into both his knees in the Prison of Bruge and about another Chechen war victim who lost his legs and who was in a Belgian prison where his roommates had to help him on the toilet, just to add insult to injury.  She told me about cases we never hear about in the press.   We must give her a hand to make things known, and to remove the scandals from your kingdom please, Your Majesties.

She often attributes the revolting corruption cases to the former Soviet Common Wealth militants and to former KGB agents, such as paying the youth to write false accusations, paying the Belgian hospital staff to injure or neglect giving care.  I only wonder which language was spoken when the school kids were paid to produce the statements which say that Mr. Marcel Vervloesem raped them and which triggered a prison sentence for him. I was planning to share with Her Highness my bad experiences with the Belgian health care system to help me find the former Soviet Common Wealth militants who paid Dr. Leva and Dr. Nemeth.   I will do this as soon as she has finished re-working the manuscript by Mr. Marcel Vervloesem.

 

There where all the doctors thought that the victims of medical errors never win in this country and that I was going to lose my legal battle against the dentist, I will turn out winning.

We shall dig up all the financial details of everyone in the cabinet of Mr. Jean-Pierre Leva in Brussels and Mons (where he is lives), and follow the clues to solve the questions “Who was pulling the strings?  Who was financing medical terrorism”. It is in this way that we will find the responsible financiers of international terrorism too, and get them arrested by the International Criminal Court in The Hague.

From now on, they will understand that the crippling medical practices or any irregularity no matter how tiny, has to be read against a wider context of a mafia ruling our health, our wealth and our happiness.

I will notify His Majesty King Mohammed VI on the medical terrorism against his people in Belgium, in the Medical Terrorism Dossier on Letters to King M6.

I will highlight the vaccination of thousands of asylum seekers and the anti-biotics which nearly killed me in 2000.

it seems that the Belgian healthcare is slowly becoming an avenue for the mass murdering of innocent people.   For further reference, please read my letter entitled “Le terrorisme médicale” to Dr. Amine Matta, an anesthesiologist at UCL Saint Luc.

 

May I lay the destiny of the Medical Terrorism Dossier in your capable hands, Your Majesties King Philippe and Queen Mathilde?

I thank you, Your Majesties for your kind attention and cooperation.

Long live the King and Queen of Belgium

Naima Mouali
President of United Chambers and Innovation Consultant
Founder of Anaccell Corporation
e-mail : unitedchambers@firemail.de
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