She escaped charges for attempted murder, though her husband's suicide raises darker questions. Her son Brent's VANDALISM, THEFT AND DISTRUCTIVE behaviour didn't emerge from nowhere.

Pride blocks grace.

She could have spent her final years surrounded by loving family, delighting in grandchildren. Instead, pride and spite consume her remaining days. Accountability remains her kryptonite.

Antoinette Gibbons

Accomplice to theft and vandalism. Embodiment of racism. Her husband Brent Gibbons didn't act alone.

The ingratitude is staggering with this one.

I walked away from theft, fraud, vandalism, and years of abuse. Absorbed the destruction of my business. Gifted away an entire farm hoping for family healing—even telling your Bennie Sahd, "I won't claim anything I'm legally entitled to, just make sure Willemien and the girls are taken care of."

Rather than press criminal charges, I chose goodwill.

The response? More theft. More insults. My generosity treated like toilet paper.

You call yourself a fighter while dismissing my pain for another cheap thrill (nog 'n lekkerkry). You preach about people making choices—in the most callous way possible. Yet you've chosen consistently to be dishonest, ungrateful, racist, entitled thieving piece of shit.

Thieves always justify themselves. Let's see this one embrace victimhood.

Holding a mirror to this one's behaviour will reflect the sinister and disgusting. Glad I don't have to look upon that reflection every day.

Willemien Steyn - Gibbons

Why this matters:

I made enormous sacrifices so my brothers' children wouldn't be disadvantaged in life. I expected no thanks—but I didn't expect spite and nastiness to return instead of reflection on the behaviour that led to foreseeable tragedy.

Children learn by copying their parents' behaviours and attitudes. Is this what I sacrificed for? To perpetuate racism and cruelty—the very attitudes that got my brother killed?

After his murder, I knew healing required goodwill and kindness to move forward as a family. My kindness was treated like toilet paper—returned with spite, greed, and insult.

"I only fight for my children," you scoffed dismissively. What you mean is you only think of yourself. From your own self-centred lips "You won't put yourself out for 'n kind" (child, in Afrikaans).

There was no need for a fight. You wanted one for an ego trip. You talk about fighting but have no clue what real fighting is—real fighting means hurt, pain, blood, broken bones. Your version is spreading nastiness and getting pleasure from it.

You had ample opportunity to show decency. That word is foreign to you.

Be remembered for your immoral, disgusting and criminal behaviour...

Accountability is kryptonite for the fuckers on this page

Unapologetic stock thief - gloating and aggressive. Resides in Dewetsdorp, South Africa.

Izak Labuscagne

John 10:10 - "The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy." This thief must not be forgotten.

The pain this individual has caused is immeasurable. Let him be remembered for it—especially for the twisted pleasure 'Lekkerkry' he took in others' suffering.

The verse continues with Jesus declaring his purpose: not just life, but abundant life. This rings true—that "abundant" life means something far more meaningful than material wealth and prosperity.

The actions documented on this page—my mother, brother, his wife, these opportunists, and the bloodlust of 'Die Wintermuskiet' spreading gossip through the community—create a perfect case study. They magnify destructive human behaviours that have been written about and warned against through the ages, dating back to biblical times.

Holding a mirror to their actions, highlighting how blind we all are to the darkness within ourselves.

Actions have consequences:

Stock theft and multiple death threats - Izak and Fritz Labuscagne.

Vandalism, theft, and death threats - Brent and Willemien.

Dismissing child abuse and poisoning your husband - Mother dear.

And now exposing their behaviour... Woe is me? Not.

Stock Thief - Resided in Dewtsdorp South Africa

Morally bankrupt piece of shit...

Fritz Labuscagne

'Die Winter Miskiet'

Kay Donian

Definition of greed: Attempting to have his nephew imprisoned on fabricated murder charges.

Local police, so blinded by community gossip and their own echo chamber, even lied to a magistrate for this "upstanding member of the community." Absolutely disgusting.

Life is a battle: Against our self-destructive tendencies, weaknesses, and fears. Against our mortal nature and the limits of time. Against bad habits and people who drag us down.

Maybe the real battle is knowing when to fight and when to let go?

Every time healing seemed within reach, another trigger sent me back into the abyss. When hope was gone, I turned to prayer. Through reflection, I began to see the patterns—what demons were driving this trauma?

Examining these individuals' behaviour reveals the spiritual warfare used to destroy families, perhaps society itself. How evil works through those closest to us. How relentless and patient it is.

This Willemin would often be heard spouting about "common sense".

Well, here's some common sense:

Don't steal!

Don't smash and vandalize property that's not yours!

Don't swagger around insulting people for 'n lekkerkry' and

Don't pick unnecessary fights—especially with someone who has demonstrated such goodwill and kindness—for a pathetic ego trip.

That we live in an age when we need to explain the obvious...

For those wanting to understand more context, copies of the relevant police affidavits are available here. Local police clearly couldn't give a shit.

As you read Transcendence, you may question whether these events actually happened. They did. The names haven't been changed because truth deserves to be told without disguise.

The Middelburg police conducted themselves with such incompetence and malice that it defies belief. False accusations. Falsified evidence. Lies told to the local magistrate. All culminating in a high court murder trial that should never have happened.

Eben Olivier, superintendent of the Middelburg police station at the time, orchestrated this travesty of justice. Aided by subordinates who blindly followed his lead, bouncing around in their own echo chamber and believing their own fabrications, he nearly destroyed an innocent life.

Had Olivier succeeded in his intentions, my life would have been destroyed. But truth has a way of surfacing.

I survive to record their evil intent. Transcendence stands as testimony to what happens when those sworn to protect and serve choose instead to persecute and deceive.

The badge doesn't make the man. Character does. And some men, regardless of their position, reveal themselves to be utterly without it.

Tristan Gibbons

Righteous anger or misguided rage?

"Oh, what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive"...

TRANSCENDENCE

A book that may well change your life.

Tristan Gibbons