Justin Trudeau Discusses Upcoming Throne Speech With Tezcatlipoca

September 9, 2020 at 10:20 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, News, Politics, Sorcery, The Occult, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , )

The New Orleans vampiress Angelique Dumont was sitting with her boyfriend Amadeus Emanon in the Inn Lu Forbidden Palace Cafe in Sydney, Australia.

The restaurant proprieter Mr. Inn Lu was complaining about once again having to bail out an acquaintance of his nicknamed Uncle Ernie from jail.

“This time he’s in jail for allegedly assaulting Victoria Premier Daniel Andrews in the buttocks,” Inn Lu complained, “That Uncle Ernie is a pain in the ass for everyone.”

Inn Lu walked away.

“Your friend Renfield,” Angelique Dumont asked, “Is he still on friendly terms with British Prime Minister Boris Johnson seeing as how Renfield briefly served in Boris Johnson’s cabinet in Johnson’s short lived minority government prior to last December’s UK election which saw Johnson win an outright majority?”.

The Transhumanist MP Renfield R. Renfield had served as Deputy Foreign Secretary In Charge of Geopolitical Intelligence Gathering in Johnson’s minority government cabinet.

When Johnson won a majority and no longer needed the support of the two person Transhumanist Party caucus to help keep him in power, Renfield found himself out of cabinet and once again sitting on the Opposition backbenches.

“I don’t know if Renfield and Johnson are still on friendly terms or not,” Amadeus admitted.

On the radio in the background the voice of Renfield could be heard, “With each and every passing day, Boris Johnson is more and more turning into an outright Apostle of the Antichrist.”

“No, I guess they’re not on friendly terms,” Amadeus commented.

. . .

In his greenhouse in Ottawa, Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau was once again inhaling pot smoke from his marijuana inhaling and exhaling antique late Victorian/early Edwardian era mirror named Magical Mystery Tour.

As he did so, Tezcatlipoca the Aztec god of smoking mirrors (in this case pot smoking mirrors) appeared to Justin.

The deity had for a head a sinister looking bluish green skull with a black stripe and a yellow stripe painted across his face.

The deity’s right foot was an obsidian mirror.

Although occasionally the right foot would metamorphose into a snake.

When this happened, the obsidian mirror showed up on the deity’s chest instead and sometimes smoke would emanate from the mirror.

Whenever Tezcatlipoca spoke to Justin, it was usually pot smoke that emanated from the mirror.

This past August 18th, Justin Trudeau had prorogued (suspended) the Canadian Parliament on Tezcatlipoca’s advice.

A new Parliament would open this coming September 23rd with a new Speech From The Throne.

Tezcatlipoca was helping Justin write that speech.

The speech would contain various elements – each element was guaranteed to offend at least one of every single opposition party in the minority government Canadian House of Commons.

As such the Opposition parties would join together and defeat the Trudeau government in a non-confidence motion on the Throne Speech.

And Justin would be forced to call a Federal election.

Tezcatlipoca’s reasoning was the Canadian electorate would be so outraged with the Opposition parties forcing an election in the midst of a pandemic, they’d overwhelmingly vote for Justin and return him to power with a majority government.

Then Justin could do whatever he damned well please in running the country.

“At last,” Justin wept tears, “I’ll finally be able to turn Canada into the Marxist-Leninist dictatorship that my father always wanted but he was unable to complete the task.”

At that point a beautiful woman appeared in the mirror

and asked him,

“To what father are you referring? Pierre Elliot Trudeau or Fidel Castro?”.

Justin Trudeau turned ghostly white (even under all that blackface he was wearing) at the woman’s question.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Wednesday September 9th
2020.

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Justin Trudeau Encounters A Mesoamerican Deity In His Pot Smoking Antique Mirror

March 12, 2020 at 10:54 pm (Fantasy, Geopolitics and International Relations, Gothic, International Intrigue, Mystery, Mystery/horror, Mythology, News, Politics, Sorcery, The Occult, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , )

Justin Trudeau Encounters A Mesoamerican Deity In His Pot Smoking Antique Mirror

Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau had cancelled a First Ministers’ emergency meeting with provincial premiers, territorial leaders and indigenous leaders to discuss the Coronavirus because he himself may have come down with the Coronavirus.

His wife Sophie Gregoire Trudeau had returned from a speaking engagement in London, England last night and had not been feeling well.

She self isolated while awaiting results from a test for Coronavirus.

Justin decided it might be a good example to self-isolate as well.

So he had spent the day re-enacting the Battle of Trafalgar with an armada of rubber ducks in his bathtub.

His wife Sophie had phoned him from the room next door an hour ago and said she had tested positive for the Coronavirus.

“Shit,” Justin thought to himself.

Now he might have to self-isolate a lot longer than he intended.

He walked out to the greenhouse to visit his marijuana inhaling and exhaling antique mirror named Magical Mystery Tour.

He was surprised to see the mirror was reflecting both himself and the greenhouse plants around the mirror instead of the mysterious rare and used book store at the corner of a foreboding dark alley and desolate fog filled street in London, England the way it usually did.

Since he could see his own reflection in the mirror tonight, he decided to put on some blackface since he always felt better wearing blackface for some reason.

A psychiatrist once told him that this feeling was probably due to “penis envy”.

Justin thought that was strange since he thought it was only some women who were prone to penis envy.

The Canadian Prime Minister noticed that the gardener had left the television on just above the coconut tree in the greenhouse.

It showed an old Tarzan movie whereby Tarzan was tied to a tree and an African tribal chief was holding up a 9 inch ruler and pointing at Tarzan and shaking his head and laughing.

“I wonder what message the universe will try to tell me tonight,” Justin thought as he reached for his box of black shoe polish that was hidden underneath the hyacinth plant.

Justin went over and looked at himself in the mirror and started putting the black shoe polish all over his face.

“I now look like Harry Belafonte,” the former drama teacher and amateur thespian grinned at himself in the mirror.

Soon his reflection vanished into the blackness of night emerging from the mirror.

An image of what looked to be a sinister Mesoamerican deity appeared in the mirror as huge whiffs of marijuana smoke came out of the wooden sides of the mirror.

The head of the deity was a sinister looking bluish green skull with a black stripe and a yellow stripe painted across his face.

His right foot was an obsidian mirror.

Although occasionally his right foot would metamorphose into a snake.

When this happened, the obsidian mirror would show up on the deity’s chest instead and sometimes smoke would emanate from the mirror.

Justin entered the antique late Victorian/early Edwardian mirror named Magical Mystery Tour and leaned his painted blackface down to inhale the pot smoke emanating from the obsidian mirror on the deity’s chest.

In the background behind the Mesoamerican deity, the Great Bear constellation shone brightly in the night sky.

In the Great Bear constellation directly behind the deity danced a spotted skin jaguar.

The jaguar sang his own paraphrased version of an old Harry Belafonte song,

“Night-o, night-o, night time come and you oughta go home…”

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Thursday March 12th
2020.

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Carnevale In Venice: Masque of The Dread Death

February 25, 2020 at 11:43 pm (Fantasy, Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, Literature, Mystery, Mystery/horror, Mythology, News, Poetry, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , )

Carnevale In Venice: Masque of The Dread Death

Coronavirus spreads 
like jam on bread 
China, Iran, South Korea,
Northern Italy
Wide clusters of cases

Authorities decree 
no carnevale masque balls
In Venice 
The night before Ash Wednesday 
Thus Lent will arrive early for many

Mardi Gras in New Orleans
Parades and music 
Party goers dance 
Voodoo spells 
Driven away by sounds of jazz
Many dollars are spent on the French Quarter

In Canada, Shrove Tuesday
aka National Pancake Day
Justin Trudeau with 
post-Magical Mystery Tour pot smoke munchies 
eats two dozen pancakes 
covered in patriotic maple syrup 
Goes to give speech on how to end child hunger 
Ends up with a loss for words

But in Venice 
no joy on the canal
Coronavirus has come out

But the children of the night 
are natural rebels
Like wolves outside a Transylvanian nobleman’s castle 
What music they make

They put on masks
Ladies in lovely Renaissance style evening gowns
Men wearing white wigs 
And wearing Age of Louis XIV attire 
likewise mask themselves 

Rent gondolas
And sail canals of Venice 
In defiance of authorities
Dance on the streets

One son of Night 
wearing a New York Knicks
t-shirt walks around singing,
“I am what I am”
On his face he wears the Greek mask of Comedy
At the back of his head the Greek mask of Tragedy 

He goes up to people with his happy smiling laughing face
He touches them gently
They fall to ground dead
He walks away 
And you can see the sad crying unhappy face 

He goes into an elegant Venetian hotel 
And up to a room
Where he opens the door

And there is the Greek goddess Hera
The Queen of Olympus

Hera speaks,
Thanatos, son of Nyx,
You have turned a carnevale cruise 
into Charon’s ferry ride across the Styx.

-A poem and vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday February 25th
2020.

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Countess Draculina, Justin, A Gender Confused Wombat and A Pot Smoking Walrus

February 24, 2020 at 11:09 pm (Folklore, Geopolitics and International Relations, Gothic romance, International Intrigue, Mystery, Mystery/horror, Mythology, Romance, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , )

Countess Draculina, Justin, A Gender Confused Wombat and A Pot Smoking Walrus

Justin entered the mirror.

And felt the wet sand under his feet.

What happened to his shoes and socks he wondered?

The Basilides gnostic god Abraxas had them on his two feet (which were heads of serpents) in another dimension.

Walking through two inter-dimensional portal mirrors on the same night can cause stuff to go missing.

Which was always the noted Australian entertainer Uncle Ernie’s explanation whenever his g-string style jock strap fell off while he was on the stage in his drag queen show and the audience could see what he had (or lack thereof!).

Justin looked at the vampiress who stood before him.

“A little bird tells me that you’re the Countess Draculina the daughter of Count Dracula,” Justin spoke with his usual meandering manner of speaking.

Countess Draculina leaned forward and shouted “Boo!”.

The little hummingbird on Justin’s shoulder flew away.

“I didn’t know there was a full moon tonight,” Justin looked at the full moon and the Scottish castle behind Countess Draculina.

“That is an illusion,” Draculina laughed, “caused by a great searchlight (invented by Nikola Tesla) casting its full moon signal into the air.”

“Will signs and wonders never cease?” Justin used a fine tooth comb to remove gray hairs from his hair.

“Those signs and wonders will soon increase and increase,” Draculina licked the blood off her lips just as an Australian wombat (who was actually Uncle Ernie shapeshifting from another dimension) crawled up and licked the blood off her breasts atop her low-cut gothic attire mini dress.

“And what is the purpose of all these signs and wonders?” Justin asked as he inhaled pot smoke that was being exhaled by a pot smoking Arctic walrus that had just crawled on to the shore from the sea.

The ghost of John Lennon appeared on one of the high towers of the distant Scottish castle and began singing a paraphrased version of one of his old hits, “Imagine all the people worshipping the Antichrist… someday you’ll join us and the world will be as one.”

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher 
Monday February 24th
2020.

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Inside Magical Mystery Tour

February 23, 2020 at 11:36 pm (Folklore, Geopolitics and International Relations, Gothic, Gothic romance, Horror, International Intrigue, Mystery, Mystery/horror, Mythology, Romance, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

Inside Magical Mystery Tour 

Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau was inside his greenhouse.

He was staring at the late Victorian/early Edwardian era antique mirror that stood in the place where his pot smoking and cannabis exhaling desert cactus plant Strawberry Fields Forever had once stood.

A mirror that reflected neither Justin’s image nor the area of the greenhouse around him.

For within its glass was the image of a closed rare and used book store at the intersection of a dark alley and desolate London street at night.

“Where’s my pot smoking cactus plant?” Justin asked, “I thought I was getting a pot smoking cactus plant called Magical Mystery Tour?”.

“Enter the mirror, stupid,” a voice from the bookshop inside the mirror spoke.

“Did you just tell me to enter the mirror?” Justin asked.

“Brilliant deduction,” the voice answered.

Justin walked into the mirror and found himself standing at the corner of desolate street and dark alley in London.

The only thing within his sight was the closed used book store.

Mist which smelled a lot like pot smoke filled the dark London street.

He decided to try to open the door of the closed book store that was called Tezcatlipoca’s Antiquarium and Rare Books.

Sure enough the door opened and a bell above the door rang indicating a customer was entering the shop.

The old shop owner who was a skeleton covered in cob webs looked up from the cob web and dust covered book he was reading called The Brothers Grimm Grimoire.

He got up to greet Justin and his skull fell off.

Whereupon the rest of his bones fell apart as well.

A volume called Old Yale University Alumni fell off one of the book shelves and landed on top of the skull and bones.

Justin walked to the back of the bookstore where he saw a pot of coffee brewing.

The pot of coffee was next to an antique mirror (much like the one in Justin’s greenhouse) except this mirror reflected the book shelves round about as well as Justin’s own image.

A bony finger emerged from inside the mirror and pointed at the coffee pot and an old ceramic cup bearing the image of what looked to be an old Aztec deity.

“Take and drink,” a voice inside the mirror commanded.

Justin poured himself a cup of coffee.

He added cream that he poured from a small statue of the Egyptian cow goddess Hathor.

He added sugar from packets of sugar marked Uncle Ernie’s Sugar Free Sugar that had the inscription at the back Aleister Crowley approved.

He used a skull insignia emblazoned spoon to stir the concoction.

He drank.

Justin then looked at the mirror and saw this image:

Countess Draculina in front of a castle on the West Coast of Scotland

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Sunday February 23rd
2020.

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Odin, Rudolphus The Fire-Breathing Reindeer and Baby Yoda

December 25, 2019 at 11:25 pm (Folklore, Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, Mythology, News, The Occult, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , )

Odin, Rudolphus The Fire-Breathing Reindeer and Baby Yoda

Amadeus Emanon was listening to BBC World News on the radio.

BBC News Announcer: And in other news, Donald Trump’s personal lawyer Rudy Giuliani said that he’s currently investigating claims that Joe Biden as a 5-year-old participated in the surgical autopsy performed in Area 51 on the bodies of the ET grays who were killed in the UFO crash at Roswell New Mexico in 1947.
On the subject Donald Trump tweeted, @realDonaldTrump Go Rudy! #TheTruthIsOutThere

. . .

Peter Whitstable the man they called the Fox Mulder of Interpol was in Oslo, Norway.

He was looking at a photograph taken last night from a cliff in the Jotunheim Mountains of Norway.

Whitstable had text messaged the photo to an acquaintance of his Clive Reuel Staples a professor of Norse, Germanic and Anglo-Saxon Mythology at Oxford University.

He asked for help in identifying the figures in the photo.

Staples text messaged back that the figures were Rudolfus the Fire-Breathing Reindeer and Odin the King of the Norse gods.

Staples also informed Whitstable that Odin only rides Rudolfus the Fire-Breathing Reindeer when a major global conflict is about to break out.

Whitstable looked over at his assistant who was already turning the photo of Odin and Rudolphus the Fire-Breathing Reindeer into a Facebook meme.

. . .

British MP Renfield R. Renfield was over at the Set Enterprises laboratory to pick up Set Enterprises’ chief scientist Dr. Cadbury Rocher to drive him home for Christmas dinner.

Dr. Rocher was busy working on Magical Mystery Tour the new marijuana smoking desert cactus plant that he was developing for Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau.

Sitting in the back of the car, Dr. Rocher asked Renfield, “Did you ever see the 2004 Mel Gibson film The Passion of the Christ?”.

“I did,” Renfield answered.

“Do you remember that scene where the Devil played by Italian actress Rosalinda Celentano is carrying a very sinister looking baby?” Rocher asked.

“I do,” Renfield nodded.

“Have you noticed,” Dr. Rocher drew a sketch on a piece of paper, “that if you put bigger ears on that baby, how much it looks like Baby Yoda from the Star Wars Disney + television series The Mandalorian?”.

“Dr. Rocher,” Renfield looked back at the scientist, “Are you trying to tell me that Baby Yoda is the Devil’s child? The Antichrist?”.

“I am,” Dr. Rocher nodded.

Renfield drove the Set Enterprises’ scientist to the nearest hospital emergency ward fearing that Dr. Cadbury Rocher had inhaled way too much of Magical Mystery Tour’s exhaled pot smoke.

-A vampire novel chapter 
written by Christopher
Wednesday December 25th
2019.

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Magical Mystery Tour

December 18, 2019 at 11:22 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, Horror, International Intrigue, Mystery/horror, News, The Occult, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , )

Magical Mystery Tour

Set Enterprises’ chief scientist Dr. Cadbury Rocher was putting the final touches on the genetically created pot smoking desert cactus plant that he was designing for Canada’s Prime Minister Justin Trudeau.

Dr. Rocher had designed a previous genetically created pot smoking desert cactus plant for Canada’s Prime Minister that Justin had named Strawberry Fields Forever.

However that plant was cactusnapped by Chinese Ministry of State Security agents in retaliation for Canada’s arrest of Huawei CFO Meng Wanzhou.

Strawberry Fields Forever was held in a re-education camp for transgendered Uighurs in the Xinjiang region of western China where he was tortured daily.

The plant was recently rescued by time travellers before it could be murdered on Xi Jinping’s orders.

It was now being held for safekeeping on the Norwegian island of Spitsbergen.

So a new pot smoking desert cactus plant was in the works for Canada’s Prime Minister.

Dr. Cadbury Rocher had tentatively named the new plant Magical Mystery Tour following in the tradition of Beatles titles suggested by the name of the original plant Strawberry Fields Forever.

However Dr. Rocher did not really have much to work with.

He had a slice of an individual cactus plant that was called Sutcac and was regarded as sacred by the Hopi peoples of Arizona.

However the slice (taken by Prime Minister Justin Trudeau’s new head of Canadian national security Sheriff Stonedwall Jackman the sheriff of the mystical pot smoking hippy commune village of Calypso’s Bosom on British Columbia’s Sechelt Peninsula) wasn’t much to work with.

So Dr. Cadbury Rocher had asked an acquaintance of his the University of London botanist Dr. Henry Glendon to provide him with slices of his own unique plant collection to help in the creation of the Magical Mystery Tour.

Dr. Henry Glendon was currently walking towards his conservatory to get slices of some of his own cactus plants.

While walking towards his conservatory, the disembodied head of a Jesuit priest with a hook nose appeared to him.

The head of Pierre Teilhard de Chardin emitted hellish flames and in the Jesuit’s eyes burned mesmerizing Hell fire.

Dr. Henry Glendon was instantly hypnotized by the Jesuit’s eyes.

A diabolical voice spoke through the Jesuit’s lips.

When Dr. Henry Glendon (under the priestly head’s hypnotic influence) went to his conservatory, rather than select slices of cactus plants, he selected slices from the following varieties:

1) The Mariphasa plant – a plant that Dr. Henry Glendon’s great uncle Dr. Wilfred Glendon had discovered in Tibet 

2) A Venus fly trap

3) Pachamama’s Flower – A flower from the Andes Mountains of Peru that was sacred to the ancient Inca earth mother goddess Pachamama

Dr. Henry Glendon then drove to the Set Enterprises’ laboratory with the plant specimen slices to give to Dr. Cadbury Rocher.

The plant would definitely be a Magical Mystery Tour indeed.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Wednesday December 18th
2019.

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