Stars and Stripes Lowered On The Potomac and The Flying Dutchman Views The Twilight’s Last Gleaming

January 19, 2021 at 11:54 pm (Folklore, Geopolitics and International Relations, Ghost Story, History, International Intrigue, News, Politics, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , )

The ghost of Abraham Lincoln stood solemn and silent beneath the Lincoln Memorial.

25,000 armed troops paraded up and down the streets of Washington DC.

Armed fences and barbed wire and barricades and guard dogs and great seachlights.

Red zones and green zones.

The scene more reminiscent of the capital of a Third World totalitarian dictatorship than the bastion of democracy.

Lincoln watched sadly as the ghost of Ulysses S. Grant commander of the Union Army lowered a Supernatural (invisible to the mortal human eye) Stars and Stripes flag down a mast.

The flag stopped and flew at half mask down a pole.

The ghosts of Josef Stalin and Mao Tse-tung then raised a Supernatural Hammer and Sickle flag (invisible to the mortal human eye) half-way up the mast on another flag pole along the Potomac.

Tomorrow at 12 noon, the handover would be complete.

The Supernatural Stars and Stripes flag would then be lowered to the ground.

And the Supernatural Hammer and Sickle flag would be raised to the top of its flag pole.

. . .

Off the East Coast of the United States of America, the ship known to history and to folklore as the Flying Dutchman sailed into the cove of a small fishing village on the American Atlantic shoreline.

Captain Hendrick Van der Decken stood on deck and watched as the Stars and Stripes flag was lowered on the village flag pole.

This happened at the twilight’s last gleaming.

But there was no rocket’s red glare.

Only the sound of mermaids splashing as they swam away from a land they no longer seemed to recognize.

And a powerful and dense mist descended upon the entire village and its flagpole.

Almost as if indicating in some strange mysterious mystical fashion…

… the flag was not still there.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday January 19h
2020.

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Hi’ iaka’s Dance and Song: Dutchman On The Rocks

July 13, 2020 at 10:40 pm (Folklore, Geopolitics and International Relations, Ghost Story, History, International Intrigue, Mythology, News, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

“The time seems to be growing short!”
Poseidon said to his brother Hades
as he noticed sands through the centuries’ long hourglass
starting to run out.
“I wonder if I should send the sirens close to that ship
to beckon the Dutchman towards his final Stygian port!”
Poseidon stroked his beard and twiddled his trident.

“The sirens have long surpassed their quota of bringing ships in
towards their final Stygian ports,” Hades put on his spectacles
to browse the latest accounting report and statement
put together by his own personal infernal accountant,
“That Dutchman is a braggart and a fool.
He’ll offend somebody and when the final dice is rolled,
They whoever they may be will summon the Dutchman towards his final Stygian port.”

Captain Hendrick Van Der Decken
stood at the wheel of the Flying Dutchman
It had been a long time
since that fatal year of 1641
when he had blasphemed Christ
and thrown his Crucifix into the sea
after having sold his soul to the Devil
in the waters of the Cape of Good Hope
off South Africa

Hendrick had long since given up on the idea
of ever making landfall again
To sail ocean waters until Doomsday
he had accepted as his fate

An albatross with an arrow stuck in its feathered breast
landed on the ship’s wheel
and squawked like a parrot,
“You’re never going to make landfall until the Apocalypse,
You’re never going to make landfall until the Apocalypse!”.

“Tell me something I don’t know,” Captain Van Der Decken grimaced.

“All right, the square root of pi is… oh, my God, I’ve forgotten!
The square root of pi is… oh, my God I’ve forgotten!”.
And with that the albatross spread its wings
and flew off
Presumably in search of an electronic calculator
or one positively mesmerizing abacus.

“Thanks for nothing!” Van Der Decken spit into the wind
And the wind returned the favour.
A huge splash of wave wiped off the spit.

The Captain followed a star in the heavens
Unbeknownst to him, the star was the comet NEOWISE
haunting the early morning sky in various parts of the world

His ship came within sight of Hawaii
And there on the rocks off shore
danced Hi’iaka the Hawaiian goddess of dance
She danced the hula and sang a sweet lovely song

Hendrick felt a stirring in his loins
Something he hadn’t experienced in centuries
and he steered the ship’s wheel in the direction of the song
and the sight of the heavenly vision

Hi’iaka’s elder sister Pele the goddess of volcanoes and fire
was offended by the Captain’s look of lust
and blew her top

Lava and molten rock
struck the ship Flying Dutchman
and broke it apart
The ship’s wheel and the Captain
landed on the rock
On which Hi’iaka danced the hula

As Hi’iaka danced,
she smiled
and wagged her finger
at the Captain
and said,
“No lei for you.”

And with that Captain Hendrick Van Der Decken
fell back below the surface of the waves
there to be ferried across the River Styx
and growled at on the shore
by the 3-headed dog Cerberus.

-A supernatural narrative poem
and vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Monday July 13th
2020.

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