The Elk From CERN On His Dark Throne
The Elk From CERN On His Dark Throne
Bill Gates was sitting on the couch blubbering away like a baby when his wife Melinda walked in.
“Bill, what’s wrong?” Melinda asked her husband as she poured herself a glass of champagne and opened up a tin of caviar.
“British MP Renfield R. Renfield said in a TV interview last night that I wasn’t cool enough to be the Antichrist,” Tears came down Gates’ cheeks like Niagara Falls, “He said that I was too bland and boring. And after all those billions I’ve spent trying to develop a vaccine that will be able to physically trace and track people – a digital identity card much like the Mark of the Beast system prophesied in the Book of Revelation Chapter 13. And then Renfield tells people that I’m not cool enough to be the Antichrist.”
“Well dear,” Melinda checked her text messages on her smart phone for half an hour and then went over and kissed him, “If it’s any consolation, I think you’re cool enough to be the Antichrist.”
“But Renfield said I wasn’t,” Bill Gates continued to blubber like a whale who was full of it, “And if Renfield said I was cool enough to be the Antichrist, then I really would be.”
“What about my opinion?” Melinda was furious, “Are you saying it’s only worth chopped liver?”.
“Speaking of chopped liver,” Gates started to wipe his glasses with a handkerchief, “Did you remember to pick up some Whiskas for the cat?”.
“You!” Melinda stormed off to the bedroom and slammed the door.
. . .
Peter Whitstable the man they called the Fox Mulder of Interpol was reading a report on his desk.
Apparently according to the report, the demons Baal and Baphomet had gone to the home of Dr. Anders Tegnell (who was Sweden’s chief epidemiologist) last night and had threatened him.
Dr. Tegnell was the man responsible for Sweden’s controversial decision not to impose a strict lockdown that the rest of the world had done along Stalinist-Maoist lines.
Dr. Tegnell had predicted a couple of months ago that the London models (developed by a research team in London England) showing the number of deaths that would occur due to Covid-19 were far too high a projection.
The epidemiologist said at the time that the number of deaths in Sweden due to Covid-19 would be around 4,000 the same number that usually occurs in the case of a normal flu season and there was no need to move to a total lockdown for the country.
Indeed the number of deaths for Sweden turned out to be 4,542 at this time (quite close to the number Dr. Anders Tegnell had originally predicted a couple of months ago).
While the London models (which the rest of the world’s medical experts had blindly accepted and followed) had far overestimated the number of deaths.
Dr. Anders Tegnell’s moderate approach had fitted in with the numbers he originally projected.
And yet today at a press conference, Dr. Anders Tegnell said that there were far too many deaths in the country.
Had Baal and Baphomet pressured him to attack his own approach?
. . .
Dr. Marmalade Montague (the former Paris baker who now fancied himself the Court Scientist to the Court of Louis Quatorze and a time traveler from that Sun King era) had flown to Rome Italy in the billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set’s environmentally friendly dirigible airship.
He had gone down to visit Rome’s catacombs.
And as he was walking in one catacomb just below the Vatican, he was startled to see the demons Baal and Baphomet kneeling before an elk seated on a midnight dark black throne.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Wednesday June 3rd
2020.
An Elk, Cthulhu and The Antichrist
An Elk, Cthulhu and The Antichrist
Monsieur Philippe Geoffrei Gaston a TV reporter for France 24 Live (which is France’s 24/7 international news TV channel) was interviewing British MP Renfield R. Renfield to get a British perspective on Britain leaving the EU.
Renfield was eating malt vinegar covered Fish and Chips wrapped in the Times of London newspaper, drinking brown ale and eating gulab jamun for dessert which as the British MP told the French journalist would definitely be considered the most typical British cuisine in the year 2020.
“Boris Johnson says he wants a final deal between Britain and the EU before December 31st of this year or otherwise it’s a no deal Brexit,” Gaston noted, “Do you think a final deal is possible before that date?”.
“No, it will probably turn out to be a no deal Brexit,” Renfield wiped his mouth with a napkin.
“And why is that?” Gaston asked.
“Because the Europeans are so unreasonable about everything,” Renfield lit a cigar.
“Well,” Gaston frowned, “as a Brit waving good-bye to Europe, what do you think would be the best thing to happen to Europe?”.
“The best thing to happen to Europe is if a Bourbon once again sat on a restored French throne, a Hapsburg sat on a restored Austro-Hungarian throne and a Romanov sat on a restored Russian Czarist throne,” Renfield answered, as with his heavy cigar smoke, he set fire to a small bookshelf behind him on which sat three books entitled respectively The Legacy of The French Revolution, The Legacy of Woodrow Wilson and The Legacy of Lenin.
Startled by this answer, Monsieur Gaston with his cigarette accidentally set fire to the small French tricoloured flag that sat on his desk.
The interview came to an abrupt end and Renfield was then interviewed by a BBC reporter.
Towards the end of that interview, Renfield was asked by the BBC reporter Sir Valk Zisvay Humphreys on whether or not Bill Gates could be the Antichrist.
“No, Bill Gates is far too bland, boring and nerdy to be the Antichrist,” Renfield answered, “his vaccine implant tracking system could pave the way for the Antichrist’s Mark of The Beast system so in that way Gates could be a forerunner. But Gates just doesn’t have that necessary cool to be the Antichrist. Lucifer is not only intelligent but also an artist who likes to dazzle with his beauty. So Gates doesn’t quite cut the mustard. Although he most likely does cut the cheese.”
Sir Valk Zisvay Humphreys was quite taken aback by this answer.
Humphreys’ assistant, a man dressed in a British army captain’s uniform and wearing a peacock mask over his face, enters the room where the BBC reporter is livestreaming, “Are you free, Mr. Humphreys? We’d like you to look at some video footage of Donald Trump getting a cream pie in the face thrown by an invisible entity while Trump was surrounded by Evil Empire Stormtrooper looking Military Police as black military helicopters were hovering overhead in the background. One of our video technicians, who in my opinion has been drinking far too many Harvey Wallbangers on the job, claims that it was a 6 foot 8 tall bunny rabbit with big pink floppety ears who did it. We’d like your opinion.”
“Not now,” Humphreys foamed, “I’m busy interviewing Renfield. Ask Mr. Lucas.”
“Mr. Lucas, are you free?” The peacock masked wearing army captain ran down the hall.
Sir Valk Zisvay Humphreys turned back to Renfield.
“So you think the Antichrist will be an artist?” Humphreys inquired.
“Yes, it will be a scientific technocratic world state that the Antichrist will be running,” Renfield answered, “But the Antichrist won’t come across as being a scientific technocrat himself as those of a strictly scientific technocratic personality are generally quite bland and boring. Most people would probably prefer being beheaded rather than pledging fealty to or offering worship to such a personality. However someone who is quite artistic and flamboyant the people would have no problem following or even worshipping. The Mexican artist Diego Rivera asked Leon Trotsky in 1938 who he thought would genuinely win the most popularity in a worldwide election if one were held, Hitler or Stalin? And Trotsky answered Hitler because Stalin too much acted the stiff technocratic scientific socialist in his personality and demeanour (unlike the smiling demeanour that Stalin was portrayed as having in Soviet art propaganda) whereas Hitler had the dramatic showmanship of an artist and could easily capture people’s emotions and feelings.”
. . .
Outside the CERN Large Hadron Collider Tunnel in Switzerland, the demon Asmodeus and the little green frog Nimrod were having a picnic.
Nimrod was adding black flies to a sandwich while Asmodeus was lighting a cigarette.
A hundreds of meters tall creature with an octopus head, the wings of a dragon and the body of a human with webbed looking human arms and legs emerged from the tunnel.
“Isn’t that Cthulhu the High Priest of the Great Old Ones and the Sleeper of R’lyeh coming out of the tunnel?” Nimrod asked.
“I believe it is,” Asmodeus put on his monocle to look.
Cthulhu was followed by an elk.
“Isn’t that an elk?” Nimrod put peanut butter and jam on his black flies.
Asmodeus struggled between lighting his cigarette and putting his monocle on his right eye again, “I believe it is.”
“What’s Cthulhu doing emerging from the CERN tunnel with an elk?” Nimrod wanted to know.
“Well, I wouldn’t go down that rabbit hole if I were you,” Asmodeus was trying to decide between buffalo gryphon’s wings or teriyaki gryphon’s wings from his KFC Hybrids Bucket.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday June 2nd
2020.
The April Fool
The April Fool
The following poem was written by a friend of mine Father Jacob Boddicker SJ a Jesuit priest (a rare breed of Jesuit for these times – one who’s actually a Christian and not a Marxist) whose parish consists of serving several communities on the Lakota Sioux reservation in the Black Hills of South Dakota.
I first came to know Father Jacob (we’ve never met in person) when he was a young seminarian and noviciate in the Jesuit order when he had a blog at the Xanga blogging site back in 2009 where I also had my primary blog at the time.
When my dad died from cancer in June of 2010, every few days for the next year I’d get a message from Jacob asking me how I was doing.
We still keep in touch.
He was finally ordained a priest about 3 or 4 years ago.
And has been serving the people of the Lakota Sioux First Nation ever since where he was assigned after ordination.
This is his poem that he wrote today and posted on his Facebook page entitled The April Fool:
The April Fool
By Father Jacob Boddicker SJ
“Tear down this temple,” the April Fool cried,
“And on the third day shalt I raise it up.”
On an ass did he come, crowd-hailed, then hied
to a quiet place with his friends to sup.
“This bread is my Flesh; this wine is my Blood,”
yet to all ’twas no change in look or taste.
Though claimed he divine, heeded not ill-brood
of one there, silver-swayed, who’d lay him waste.
The Fool, who dared to trust, abandoned was to mock and spit, blood and bone, agony,
then though innocent bore he his own cross
‘fore enthroned a sad lord on Calvary.
“The jester king!” laughed they, those people cruel;
but on day three proved they the April fools.
Pachamama, Pope Francis and A Tale of Two Parrots
Pachamama, Pope Francis and A Tale of Two Parrots
Pope Francis was addressing a group of bishops and cardinals at the final closing session of the Synod On The Pan-Amazonian Region being held at the Vatican.
On the floor in front of where the pontiff was speaking was a carved wooden statue of Pachamama who was worshipped as the Earth Mother goddess by various Amazon rainforest and Andean mountain tribespeople as well as by the ancient Inca culture.
Directly in front of Pope Francis on the table where he held his papers and spoke from them as he read was a set of green plants and flowers.
Among the plants and flowers were two parrots.
The parrot on Pope Francis’ right (the synod audience’s left) looked very much alive as he stood tall with his eyes wide open among the flowers and plants.
The parrot on Pope Francis’ left (the synod audience’s right) looked very much dead as he lay down among the flowers and plants with his mouth perpetually open and devoid of breath or sound.
The parrot on Pope Francis’ right looking very much alive and very much on the up and up was an Australian parrot looking perky and happy do to his daily diet of Uncle Ernie’s Secret Ingredient Laced Bird Seed that was mailed daily to him from Uncle Ernie’s Secret Location in Australia.
The parrot on Pope Francis’ left looking dead and very much departed from this world was a Norwegian blue parrot (a variety of parrot made famous by the British television show Monty Python).
The Norwegian blue parrot had died pining for the fjords what with all this talk of the Amazon region going on.
. . .
In the Bolivian capital of La Paz, Bolivian President Evo Morales was angry.
Not because people were in the streets protesting against his winning an unprecedented fourth presidential term but because Donald Trump had misspelled the Bolivian President’s name wrong in a tweet.
. . .
Meanwhile on the streets of Rome, an off duty member of the Swiss Guards was heading home late from work after a day spent guarding a set of Pachamama statues that had recently been rescued from the Tiber River.
Suddenly a sewer hole on the street suddenly blew its top and a huge flame of fire soared from the open sewer hole into the air.
In the midst of the huge flame of fire was a fierce looking dragon.
The dragon gazed ferociously and menacingly at the off duty Swiss Guard.
As for the Guardsman, he didn’t know what to think.
This could possibly be a hallucination brought on by imbibing too much of Pope Francis’ pet Australian parrot’s bird seed that he had swiped from the parrot’s bird seed dish when neither pontiff nor parrot were looking.
The dragon suddenly shapeshifted into a beautiful woman who approached him:
“Evening, Miss,” the Guardsman smiled as his sword rose to greet her.
The woman reached down the low-cut front of her dress, pulled out a knife and stabbed him.
She continued to walk down the street heading towards the Vatican.
The off-duty Guardsman dying decided to spend his last minutes on earth checking his lottery ticket.
He removed the lottery ticket from his coat pocket and his smart phone from his pants pocket and proceeded to google tonight’s winning lottery number for the grand prize of €10 million.
They matched.
“Unholy shit,” the Guardsman noted aloud with more than a huge trace of irony, “I win the lottery the same night I’m about to kick the bucket.”
He expired.
Fate can be cruel at times.
If a departed Norwegian blue parrot in the synod hall at the Vatican could talk, he’d undoubtedly agree.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Saturday October 26th
2019.
Between The Moon and Sixpence: A Poem
What lies between the moon and sixpence?
A pair of broken hearts?
A man who no longer loves his job selling in the City
A man who sacrifices all for art
His wife, children and comfortable home
Leaves London for the Bohemian haunts of Paris
But the biggest thing he left behind is his soul and his humanity
He is not kind, he is not cruel
He is indifferent
Which is the cruelest cruelty of all
But he is called a genius by a fellow artist
The same man whose wife he steals
And then abandons like yesterday’s canvas
Leaving behind a broken heart that takes its own life
How can he who paints such beauty be capable of such cruelty?
That is the eternal question
A man once thought that a watch left on the beach must have a creator
The same man applied it to the cosmos
This cosmos must have a creator
But for that watch on the beach
what was its maker like?
Was he cruel?
Was he kind?
We know not.
The same applies for the cosmos.
If a maker the cosmos has
Is he cruel? Is he kind?
Iago in Verdi’s Otello says he serves a cruel god
The explanation (that Shakespeare never offered)
As to why Iago told such lies about Desdemona to his friend Othello
That is the ultimate horror
If the cosmos a creator has
is ultimately a cruel being
Rather than face that horror
that’s why many atheism and agnosticism embrace
Though ironically in Transhumanism modern
The theory is posed,
We all live in a computer generated matrix
But then who created that matrix?
To substitute God for ultimate Virtual Reality designer
The question of kindness and cruelty remains unanswered
Lucifer was an artist
That ultimate rebel
For only an artist can seduce
The Satan of the Book of Job was the fallen Archangel Samael
An angelic lawyer who fell
like lawyers are prone to do
He takes away and scatters
But he cannot seduce
like Lucifer the Devil did to Eve
He promises beauty and godhood
But cannot deliver
for he is ultimately not the source of both
Between the moon and sixpence
our artist anti-hero decides Paris is not
and goes to Tahiti
that South Pacific paradise
And will he finally find Paradise there?
There he finds Ata a South Seas woman
and there he says words he’d never thought he’d speak, “Love”
And there the man paints Eden
on the walls of his hut
Towards the end of his life he becomes kind
Not cruel
Not indifferent
For genius on its own can never find Paradise
It needs to hold the hand of Love
Angst ridden artists, poets and musicians history has seen many
Some have seduced and left broken hearts by the thousands
Others were kind and compassionate
The ability to create is a form of beauty
It is alluring
And with its allure
comes the ability to seduce
Creating beauty is only true when mixed with love and kindness
And leaves the perturbing question
Was the Creator of the Cosmos one with love?
To create a cosmos so vast and all encompassing
We mortal beings cannot comprehend such a Creator
Surely a giant?
Or maybe a phony hiding behind a curtain like that wizard of Oz?
The instances of love we can comprehend
Such as a child in its mother’s arms
The smile of the child towards mother
And the smile of the mother towards child
And that is why Oscar Wilde
whose Dorian Gray showed so shockingly how art and beauty could be used for evil
embraced as Creator the Babe who was born in Bethlehem
In whose humanity and divinity, Love and Intellect are one.
-A poem written by Christopher
Saturday March 2nd
2019
inspired by watching
the 1942 movie
The Moon and Sixpence
Pope Francis Opens Synod On Sex Abuse By Putting Foot In His Mouth
This was the opening of the Vatican special synod on sex abuse.
The demons Baal and Baphomet sat in the chamber as special theological advisors to the body.
Pope Francis opened the synod by angrily waving his finger in the air and pontificating in Josef Stalinesque fashion, “Those who do nothing but criticize, criticize, criticize, criticize and further criticize the Church are friends of the Devil.”
Baphomet looked concernedly at Baal over these words.
Baal smiled reassuringly as he helped himself to a large tin of fresh unborn babies, “I think the Devil that the Unholy Father is referring to is the same Devil that the 19th Century French sorcerer Eliphas Levi referred to in his 1860 book The History of Magic and the Scottish Rite Freemasonic occultist Albert Pike referred to in his 1872 work Morals and Dogma which is the Devil is Adonai (the God of the Hebrews). Adonai and Lucifer are both God. Adonai is the dark evil side of God. And Lucifer is the lightbearing side of God.”
“That makes sense,” Baphomet tried to remain calm for the male/female human goat demon transgendered hybrid was having a bad day.
His/her breasts were lactating, his/her female genitalia was undergoing her period and his/her male genitalia kept undergoing premature ejaculations every 5 minutes.
In many ways, Baphomet’s current state was almost symbolic of the entire U.S. Democratic Party- the vast majority of whose members either knowingly or unknowingly worshipped the transgendered human goat demon hybrid.
As for Baal and Baphomet’s demonic rivals Mammon and Mephistopheles (either knowingly or unknowingly worshipped by the vast majority of U.S. Republicans), they were in the White House wondering how to get Trump out of the Oval Office and their own man Jared Kushner in.
As Pope Francis lambasted his critics for daring to criticize him and calling them “Friends of the Devil” (who may or may not be Adonai depending upon whether one is a practicing occultist or not), a group of victims of priestly sex abuse shivered in the cold out in Saint Peter’s Square wondering whether Francis would bother to meet with them.
He did not.
And Jorge Mario Bergoglio (who was anything but a true Vicar of Christ) continued to pave his way towards eventually winning the Ecclesiastical Asshole of The Millennium Award.
-A vampire novel chapter
Written by Christopher
Wednesday February 20th
2019.
Pan: The Father of Baphomet who was turned to stone by the head of Medusa as he lay dying.
The stoned Pan now lies in the Vatican.
Baphomet News Network
Baphomet News Network
Michelangelo the Psychic Lobster was picking up a news broadcast from Hell- the Baphomet News Network.
Baphomet News Announcer:
Apostle of the Antichrist Father James J. Martin SJ who was appointed to the Vatican’s Secretariat For Communications last year by Apostle of the Antichrist Pope Francis has been nominated for this year’s Baphomet Apostolic Evangelization Prize.
The winner will be announced on Halloween 🎃 and the award will be presented on the River Styx on November 11th- the 100th anniversary of the end of the First World War.
In other news, the Antichrist Cardinal Archbishop of Chicago Blaise Cupich has likewise been nominated for this year’s Baphomet Apostolic Evangelization Prize for saying that sexual molestation of children by priests is not as important an issue as “proper recycling to help the environment”.
Of course pedophile priest Father Richard McGrath, who suddenly retired last December as administrator of a Catholic High School in New Lennox, Illinois after naked pictures of boys was found on his cell phone, was granted permission by Antichrist Chicago Archbishop Cardinal Blaise Cupich to retire to a monastery in Chicago which was just steps away from Saint Thomas The Apostle Grade School.
No word yet on how Father McGrath’s penance is coming along.
Meanwhile it turns out that Archbishop Richard McCarrick who had to resign as a Cardinal for his protection of pedophile priests (his resignation brought personal heartbreak to Pope Francis) was instrumental in negotiating a breakthrough on the state of the Catholic Church in China 🇨🇳 with the Beijing Government of Chinese President Xi Jinping (who is probably the biggest satanic megalomaniac to govern China 🇨🇳 since the late Chairman Mao Tse-tung).
The agreement is a total sellout and surrender to the Christ hating totalitarian regime in Beijing who will now be the ones responsible for appointing all bishops for the Catholic Church in China 🇨🇳.
Pope Francis is said to be as pleased as punch about the upcoming agreement.
Back in February 2016, Archbishop McCarrick told The Global Times in an exclusive interview that “the similarities between Pope Francis and Xi Jinping are a special gift for the world.”
As such, Archbishop McCarrick is also nominated for this year’s Baphomet Apostolic Evangelization Prize.
Archbishop McCarrick also enjoyed cordial relations with Bishop Aloysius Jin of Shanghai a Marxist Jesuit priest.
California Rep. Nancy Pelosi served as go-between for the two men back in 2009.”
Michelangelo’s vision of the Baphomet News Network broadcast ended and the same vision that the Apostle John had on the Isle of Patmos about the woman known as Mystery Babylon suddenly appeared to him.
Meanwhile in the Vatican, Allatallahbel the Vampiress Priestess of Baal walked into Pope Francis’ bedroom wearing a blazing red scarlet evening dress and carrying a golden chalice overflowing with red liquid.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Friday September 21st
2018.
Apple, Pomegranate… Or Me?
Apple, Pomegranate… Or Me?
Three rabbis walked into a bar.
After having been in the next door delicatessen where they had bought kosher smoked meat and kosher rye bread to make sandwiches.
The three were having a violent argument.
One rabbi argued that the forbidden fruit in the garden of Eden was an apple 🍎 since the logo on his Mac computer told him so.
Another rabbi argued that the forbidden fruit in the garden of Eden was in fact a pomegranate since his knowledge of the location of the Garden of Eden and knowledge of Middle Eastern history and geography and botany told him so.
The third rabbi argued that it might have been a tomato 🍅 or a banana 🍌 since his leather skirted dominatrix Sherrielock Holmes and a conversation with a Muslim imam had alerted him to those possibilities.
The bartender insisted that it was a watermelon 🍉 since he owned a watermelon stand in addition to his kosher tavern business.
A hairstylist named Samson insisted that it was an avocado 🥑 since the Twitterer-In-Chief’s red spider monkey fake news hairpiece toupee had told him so.
The long-haired Samson then threw the three rabbis out of the bar and headed off to sleep with his girlfriend Delilah (a fellow hairstylist) for the night prior to having a wrestling match against Dwayne The Rock Johnson tomorrow.
Little did Samson realize that his girlfriend Delilah had placed a $500,000 bet with a Las Vegas bookie for the Rock to win.
Otherwise he might not have been so anxious to go to her place.
He arrived in her bedroom where Delilah had the betting paper 📝 with the name of the Rock on it next to a pair of scissors ✂️ on her drawer.
It was all there.
Paper. Rock. Scissors.
But sadly for him, he didn’t notice.
. . .
Eve woke up.
The blonde beauty in her black nightie mini dress had had a disturbing dream.
But for the life of her, she couldn’t remember what it was.
She thought she saw some sort of reflection in her bedroom mirror.
So she walked over for a closer look.
It was then she encountered the following (what she had dreamed about earlier):
Rose or fruit?
. . .
Multitudes of millennia earlier, another Eve awakened.
The Eve who was the mother of us all.
The Eve who had eaten the Forbidden Fruit and therefore knew what fruit 🍉 🍎 🍌 🍅 it was.
The Eve who along with her husband Adam had been expelled from the Garden of Eden.
The Eve who had been seduced by Lucifer with his serpent like wiles.
And the Phoenix (possessed by Lucifer with its beautiful multicoloured feathers and wings) was turned into a slithering snake 🐍 forced to crawl on its belly.
The Phoenix with its beautiful colours and wings and feathers would live on in the memories of the Far East with that region’s accounts of the beautiful colourful winged dragons 🐉 that were in fact beneficent in character.
The snake (formerly the Phoenix) would live on in the memories of the Western world as the dragons of fierce countenance who were malevolent in character.
Eve awoke.
She who had given birth to Cain and Abel.
And now one son Cain had slain the other Abel.
Eve wept.
“Eve,” a voice spoke.
It was her husband Adam.
She looked at him.
He looked different.
“Come know me,” his hands reached out to her.
She approached him.
She did not bother to notice the strange sinister red glow in his eyes.
And so Eve once again came to know her “husband Adam”.
But really she had once again come to know the “Voice behind the forbidden fruit”.
Eve gave birth to Lilith 9 months later.
Eventually Eve would come to know her actual husband Adam again and give birth to Seth.
But before Seth she had given birth to Lilith.
Lilith.
Daughter of Eve.
Lilith.
Daughter of Lucifer.
Lilith.
The world’s first vampiress.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Saturday August 18th
2018.
Italian Freemasonic Grandmaster Says Pope Francis Is Prototype of Enlightened Despot of The World
Italian Freemasonic Grandmaster Says Pope Francis Is Prototype of Enlightened Despot of The World
Peter Whitstable the man they call the Fox Mulder of Interpol was staring in disbelief at the two pieces of information he held in his hands.
One was an interview that the Italian Freemasonic Grandmaster Giuliano Di Bernardo had given to the Italian newspaper Libero.
Giuliano Di Bernardo was Grand Master of the Grand Orient of Italy from 1990 to 1993 and later the founder and first grandmaster of the Grand Lodge of Italy from 1993 until 2001.
In interviews, Di Bernardo said that “global society cannot be governed democratically but only through a community of Wise Men who embody the One – the Enlightened Tyrant”.
Libero asked Di Bernardo, “What is your prototype of an enlightened tyrant?”.
Di Bernardo replied, “If I really should name one, I would say, Pope Francis.”
The other bit of information that Peter Whitstable held in his hand was a letter he had received from a Catholic priest in France who was the pastor of a small rural parish.
The priest said that Jorge Mario Bergoglio (aka Pope Francis) concerned about the huge number of cardinals, bishops and priests who objected to his papal policies (his papal policies that generally consisted of rejecting the doctrines that had been believed in and taught by the Church for the past 2000 years) was going to enact and demand a personal oath of loyalty and fealty by every cardinal, bishop, priest and deacon to himself personally Jorge Mario Bergoglio or otherwise be excommunicated from the Catholic Church.
Peter Whitstable in his mind could hear Robin the Boy Wonder say to his fellow Caped Crusader, “Unholy Trinity, Batman. Can you say False Prophet and Antichrist?”.
-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Thursday June 28th
2018.
Dracul Van Helsing 
Friday The 13th: Dante’s Inferno On A Friday Night
July 13, 2018 at 10:21 pm (Commentary, Horror, Mystery/horror, News, The Supernatural, Theology) (Dante's Inferno, Friday the 13th, The Third Secret of Fatima, The Underworld and Hell, The Vatican)
Friday The 13th: Dante’s Inferno On A Friday Night
It was 101 years today on July 13th 1917 that the Virgin Mary Mother of Jesus showed the three shepherd children of Fatima Portugal a vision of Hell showing that Hell actually did exist.
Why was it necessary to show the children a vision of Hell when most Catholics and most Christians in 1917 actually believed in the existence of Hell?
The explanation was probably found in the Third Secret of Fatima.
According to Malachi Martin (who actually read the Third Secret but was under oath not to reveal it) when he appeared on the Art Bell Coast To Coast AM radio show back in the late 1990s, he told Bell that he could not reveal the secret but if any listener phoned in with the words of the Secret, he would not deny those weren’t the words.
When a caller phoned in and said that someday a Pope would be elected who was under the direct control of Satan, Father Martin said that was indeed part of the Third Secret.
When the Vatican supposedly released the Third Secret of Fatima back on June 26th 2000 (less than a year after Malachi Martin died in July 1999), those words about a “Pope being under the control of Satan” were found nowhere in the text released by the Vatican.
What might a Pope under the control of Satan do?
Well he might for example openly deny the existence of Hell.
So here it’s July 13th 2018- 101 years after the Virgin Mary showed the 3 shepherd children the actual existence of Hell.
You’ve got a Pope on the papal throne who on numerous occasions has denied the existence of Hell including a newspaper interview published back on Maundy Thursday this year (the day before Good Friday) in which he denied the existence of Hell.
And now it turns out this year that July 13th falls on a Friday night- Friday the 13th.
Here’s a photo montage music video I made 10 years ago called Dante’s Inferno On A Friday Night:
-A commentary written by
Christopher
Friday July 13th
2018.
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