All Saints Day 1889
All Saints Day 1889
It was November 1st 1889.
London England.
Britain was at the height of her empire.
It looked as if that saying “The sun never sets on the Union Jack” would hold true forever.
But 60 years and two world wars later, all of that would come to an end.
And Britain would become an old decrepit lion.
A fading giant.
The title Great in Great Britain would seemingly become an anachronism.
Britain had bled to save the world from Nazism.
And its lifeblood would never be restored.
And Nazism itself would come back with a vengeance in 2020 and 2021.
A revised Nazi-Soviet Pact (originally signed in 1939 and broken in 1941) would emerge along with a released bat corona virus from the Wuhan Institute of Virology.
The new 4th Reich and USSR 2.0 would call itself the Great Reset.
These Neo-Fascists and Neo-Bolshevik Communists would Build Back Better.
The 3rd Reich’s slogan of Ein Reich, Ein Volk, Ein Fuhrer would be replaced by Planet, People, Prosperity as was presented at the Rome G-20 Summit on Sunday October 31st 2021.
It was a very scary Halloween indeed.
Halloween the Season of the Witch came head on during a Sunday that was considered the Feast of Christ the King on the old Roman Catholic Church Calendar (Coins thrown into the Fountain of Trevi on that day would become sinister looking Silver Shamrocks).
But the G-20 heads of state and heads of government would not be following Christ the King.
But the coming Antichrist who would synthesize the best (what 2019 and prior had considered the worst) of Fascism, Nazism and Communism.
But none of this mattered on All Saints Day November 1st 1889.
Technology had not yet reached the point where it would become a giant Hydra (later reduced to a nano hydra in a “vaccine”) that would strangle the soul and God-given image out of humanity.
The immortal Lakota Sioux Princess Tanaka (who was working as a cashier in an antique and rare bookshop in London at this time period of 1889) was walking the streets of London when she saw some girls selling small branches and a crippled match boy selling matches.
She bought all the branches from the girls and told them to keep them all save one.
One she would give to her elderly neighbour.
Then she bought all the matches from the match boy and gave them back to him telling him to sell them again.
The same as she had with the girls and their branches.
A saintly act of compassion on All Saints Day 1889.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Monday November 1st
2021.
Dracul Van Helsing 
Hyperion said,
November 2, 2021 at 9:18 pm
This was some of your best writing in your prescient visionary genre. I got goosebumps reading this. I believe it says best what we have not been able to say. Arbeit Macht Frei and the Princes of Darkness have set us to work that we might be freed from our liberty, and pursuit of happiness ended.
Dracul Van Helsing said,
November 3, 2021 at 10:19 am
Thank you so much, Daniel.
Yes, Arbeit Macht Frei and the Princes of Darkness have done just that.
Hyperion said,
November 3, 2021 at 4:53 pm
Gotta get back to work. The dogs are hungry and the guards are looking for some entertainment.
Dracul Van Helsing said,
November 3, 2021 at 7:09 pm
Schnell! Schnell! I imagine are the words they’re shouting on the loudspeakers.
Hyperion said,
November 5, 2021 at 8:26 pm
Yes, those were the words. Work faster and work harder so you can earn the reward of a free boat ride down the Styx River.
Dracul Van Helsing said,
November 5, 2021 at 8:46 pm
Yes, as Robbie Robertson once sang, “Somewhere down the crazy river…”.