The Atargatis-Putin Meeting and Set’s Recollection of The 1939 New York City World’s Fair Opening

October 2, 2018 at 10:58 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , , , , , )

The Atargatis-Putin Meeting and Set’s Recollection of The 1939 New York City World’s Fair Opening

The Mossad agent they called The Controller of The Golem was in London to meet with the billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set asking for his assistance.

Earlier this year, the mermaid goddess Atargatis had planned a mermaid invasion of the State of Israel 🇮🇱.

The invasion was stopped after the Byzantine vampiress Theodora asked her centaur friend Chiron to get the Centaurs to defend Israel against the mermaids.

Chiron had agreed.

And Poseidon (the Greek god of the sea and another friend of Theodora) had asked his brother Hades the god of the Underworld to grant permission for the Centaurs to leave the Underworld realm of Hades to defend Israel.

Chiron, Poseidon and Hades had all come through for Theodora and so Atargatis (the mother of the Assyrian Queen Semiramis) had called off the mermaid 🧜‍♀️ invasion of Israel.

Now it had come to the Controller’s attention that the mermaid Atargatis was swimming in the Moskva River and had been meeting on a regular basis with Vladimir Putin the past couple of weeks.

And tensions were high between Russia’s Putin and Israel’s Benjamin Netanyahu over the recent downing of a Russian plane over Syria.

And the Russian FSB’s leading scientist Dr. Nicht Werhoffen (formerly of the East German Stasi) had recently invented a tank capable of inflicting mortal wounds on Centaurs.

Thus the Controller of The Golem feared that Atargatis and Putin were planning a joint mermaid-Russian attack on Israel.

Now the Controller of The Golem was seeking the help of Set and his chief scientist Dr. Cadbury Rocher.

As the Controller of The Golem waited in the living room of the Set Mansion, Set was in his upstairs bedroom thinking about the official opening of the 1939 World’s Fair in New York City on April 30th 1939.

He was recalling a meeting between a beautiful woman and scientist Albert Einstein at that opening.


Woman To Albert Einstein: “Is that the equation for the Theory of Relativity in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?”

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday October 2nd
2018.

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Wereleopards, Panthers and Goddesses At The Battle of Damascus

May 10, 2018 at 11:00 pm (Uncategorized)

Wereleopards, Panthers and Goddesses At The Battle of Damascus

London’s South African Embassy cultural attaché Lepardia Marango was honing her dominatrix skills as Canadian vampire hunter Dracul Van Helsing lay naked across her skirted lap and she gave him a spanking to end all spankings.

Just then the kinky twosomes’ two mobile phones went off (coincidentally at the same time they both did).

Both reluctantly answered their phones as both were on call.

For Dracul Van Helsing, it was Peter Whitstable the Fox Mulder of Interpol informing him that the Syro-Phoenician vampiress Astarte had just resurrected the Syrian Greek King Antiochus Epiphanes.

Apparently Astarte had turned Antiochus IV Epiphanes into a vampire as he lay dying in 164 BC.

Unfortunately for him, just as Antiochus rose to life as a newly born vampire, the Maccabees arrived on the scene and buried the newly bred vampire in a cave.

Astarte flew away in bat form.

Antiochus had yet to learn how to turn into a bat.

Now Astarte had just found the cave in Syria where the Maccabees had buried Antiochus Epiphanes (whom Bible scholars had always considered a forerunner of the Antichrist).

She managed to find it with the help of Israeli missiles blowing apart the area in their latest raid.

Lepardia Marango had just been informed by her superiors in the South African government that members of the South African Embassy in Damascus had just been taken hostage by the Syro-Phoenician vampiress Astarte.

Photo of Lepardia Marango receiving the news about the South African Embassy in Damascus:

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Dracul Van Helsing came into the hotel living room still naked and told Lepardia the news from Syria about Astarte and Antiochus Epiphanes (who was currently alive and well and undead and ready to unleash havoc on the Middle East again).

Lepardia said Astarte had just taken members of the South African Embassy in Damascus hostage.

“All Hell has broken loose,” Dracul grabbed a giant Bavarian sausage off the table that he used to cover up the huge erection he had gotten while lying across Lepardia’s lap and getting spanked by her.

“Let me take care of that first,” Lepardia lifted up the giant Bavarian sausage.

“Well, blow me down, maties,” Captain Long John Silver said on the TV screen as an old movie version of Treasure Island 🌴 was being shown.

When Lepardia had finished satisfying Dracul, she then astral projected herself to Syria and then shapeshifted into a leopard since she was a wereleopard.

She had recently read the book How To Astral Project and Then Shapeshift Immediately Afterwards written by satyr serial killer and DARPA assassin Pan Goatee.

She had purchased the book on Amazon.

. . .

Meanwhile on the road from Damascus, the vampire Syrian Greek king Antiochus IV Epiphanes asked the body of a dead Iranian Islamic Revolutionary Guard (whom he mistook for a vampire taking a quick nap 💤) , “Do you know the way to Jerusalem?”.

. . .

Meanwhile at the Indian Embassy in Damascus which was currently under siege by Astarte’s Syrian Greek vampire warriors, the Hindu goddess Kali stood alongside Pantera (a black panther statue who came to life at her command- the statue had been a gift to her from the French sculptor Auguste Rodin) ready to begin the battle against her foes:

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-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Thursday May 10th
2018.

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.SONG.OF.THE.BLACK.MOON.PRINCE.

January 21, 2018 at 8:37 pm (Uncategorized)

A lovely and beautifully written romantic poem written by my friend and fellow writer Sherrie de Valeria.

MY.THOUGHTS.MY.LIFE.MY.WORLD.

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Under the black moon, I hid my shadow. Where my eyes were your way of light and to guide you in the darkest of time. My songs of life is your hope to reach your own heart and my whisper is the dream you hold on to when you are alone and helpless out there. In time I know we shall be together and that is, when you are brave enough to try to fly. Courage is faith and fear is your limit to your imagination. If beauty is timeless, then Memories is eternally living in the walls of your heart.

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.WHEN.THE.TIME.IS.RIGHT.

December 28, 2017 at 10:01 pm (Uncategorized)

Here’s a very beautiful and awe inspiring piece of poetic prose written by Sherry a very good friend and fellow writer:

MY.THOUGHTS.MY.LIFE.MY.WORLD.

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Fall, fall the snow, like God’s tears frozen in time. Whatever that comes with it, the wind freeze the ice like wonders of Heaven. If angels can sing, for all the songs that are almost archaic beautiful creation of eternally like lost pearls in the sea of forest. Cold and still.

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Remorse of the battlefield 

August 13, 2017 at 4:29 pm (Uncategorized)

This is one of the most powerful contemporary poems I’ve read in a long while about the horrors of war- those who fight the war and the loved ones they leave behind.

FICTION

Guns on point

Waiting in the wild for the trap to unfold,

The fervour to see his wife and their conceived child

Burns a hole in his pocket.

The unsent letter

Rested on his chest,

Shielded from the bullets

Underneath the badges of honour and pride.

Guns on point

Blood stained trousers

Struggling to not surrender to death,

Smell of spilled blood

And counted breaths

Racing against the forged time.

Guns on point

Afraid to lose

And to never hold his child in his arms,

Silence surrenders to upheaval

As bullets take over the undercovered wild.

From dusk to Dawn lightning striked

Bullets and blood took over love.


The unspoken words of the letter

Erased by the stains of red,

Wet and untouched –

Against the still heart…

Underneath the badges of honour and pride.


Empty guns rested on the floor

Covered in blood and more,

The siren was not…

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The Vampiress With Amnesia on Amazon

May 3, 2016 at 6:08 pm (Uncategorized)

My friend Daniel aka HyperionSturm announces the publication of my 1st vampire novel The Vampiress With Annesia on his WordPress blog. 🙂

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In conclusion (looking back on life and taking stock )

April 4, 2016 at 8:06 pm (Uncategorized)

My friend the South African writer Timothy Wood examines the important question, “What makes a life worth living?”.

The Sarejessian

As one reaches the concluding years of ones life,one occasionally looks back and takes stock of what you have managed to do with your life.

In most cases people will say that they have had a good life it could have been better but that’s life.
Most people would say that they have a loving family and a home or they have been successful in business.

Truth is most people live mediocre lives and leave no lasting residue in this world all memory of them is gone about 25 years after they cease to breath.

A very few, the exceptional few manage to become names that history remembers for ever.

One thinks of great names in history, true but it is the men and women around these people who make this history. It is the writers, artists and those of the creative type who record the history that mankind remembers

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Black sheep of the family & dyslexia a lifetime

April 3, 2016 at 8:28 pm (Uncategorized)

A heart wrenching personal essay written by my good friend the South African writer Timothy Wood about his lifelong battle and struggle with dyslexia.

The Sarejessian

As far back as I can remember I have been the black sheep of my family.

Now this is not a pity party it is just the way it is. Ill list the facts & reasons why & you can decided for yourself.

1.) I in no way shape or form conform to members of my father’s side of the family. Who for the most part are down to earth hard working artisans, mechanics, and folk from that sort of lifestyle.
These folks qualified in the usual way after finishing school and going on to complete the required qualifications in their field’s of interest.

The people from my mother’s side of the family are more intellectuals and they also happen to be proud people who do not accept into their ranks new family members who are odd or different with very few exceptions.

The exception been the family of my…

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La Pietà

March 25, 2016 at 2:50 pm (Uncategorized)

For this Good Friday… a blog post reflecting on Michelangelo’s statue La Pieta.

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Indie Books I Couldn’t Put Down

March 19, 2016 at 7:55 pm (Uncategorized)

A glowing book review about my 1st published novel The Giant Rat of Sumatra by Christopher Milner. 🙂

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