Marmalade and Fauci and Golgotha The Enchantress

December 3, 2020 at 11:58 pm (Folklore, Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, Mythology, News, Sorcery, The Occult, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , )

The Paris baker (who lost his bakery in the spring 2020 Paris lockdown) Dr. Marmalade Montague who now fancied himself the Court Scientist to the Court of Louis Quatorze come to the future of 2020 was talking to Set Enterprises’ chief scientist Dr. Cadbury Rocher who gave the former baker a job.

“Is it possible for a virus to develop consciousness?” Dr. Montague asked.

“I don’t know,” Dr. Rocher answered, “No virus in the past ever has to our knowledge. And as for viruses of the future, we can’t say because we’re not there to examine them.”

“And any virus in the present?” Dr. Montague inquired.

Dr. Rocher took off his glasses and wiped them, “That’s a pretty terrifying possibility.”

. . .

Michelangelo the Psychic Lobster was picking up a vision from the past from a few days ago.

The vision was of Dr. Anthony Fauci talking to his stockbroker.

“Yes, Bob, I’d like to know how much money I invested in the development of the UK Covid vaccine,” Dr. Fauci wiped his glasses, “And how much of a financial return I can get back on that?”.

“Tony,” his stockbroker answered, “You haven’t invested any money in the development of the UK Covid vaccine.”

“I haven’t?” Dr. Fauci was stunned.

He thought he had.

“So, Tony,” his stockbroker explained, “Your financial return on that would amount to zero.”

Yesterday Dr. Anthony Fauci told Fox News that the UK had not reviewed its vaccine as carefully as U.S. health regulators had reviewed the American vaccine.

He later told CBS News in a later interview that the UK had rushed the approval of its vaccine.

. . .


Golgotha the daughter of Lilith walking in the forest near her mother’s estate near Astana Kazakhstan with her trusted hawk Horus sitting on her witches’ stang.

She turned and looked at the stranger who had long white hair and a long white beard.

“You’re far from Britain, Wise Old One,” Golgotha noted.

“You recognize me?” Merlin asked.

“I do,” Golgotha answered, “I thought Morgan had imprisoned you in the trunk of a hawthorn tree.”

“She had,” Merlin answered, “but I escaped.”

“It appears,” said Golgotha, “that a lot of ancient and medieval players are returning to the world stage.”

Not far from the River Jordan the Great God Pan was starting to stir at that moment.

Awakening from a very long sleep.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Thursday December 3rd
2020.

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