The 100th Birthday of Pope John Paul II

May 18, 2020 at 10:20 pm (Biographical, Geopolitics and International Relations, History, International Intrigue, News, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , )

The 100th Birthday of Pope John Paul II

The London based billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set had flown in his environmentally friendly dirigible to the city of Wadowice Poland.

Wadowice is a small city in southern Poland about 50 kilometres southwest of Krakow.

It is situated on the Skawa River (a confluence of the Vistula) in the eastern part of the Silesian Foothills.

It is best known for being the birthplace of Karol Josef Wojtyla who became Pope John Paul II.

Today was John Paul II’s 100th birthday.

For May 18th 1920 was the date little Karol Josef was born to his parents Emilia and Karol Wojtyla Sr.

Set, although he had never met the man that history called Saint John Paul the Great, decided to go there to pay his respects.

Due to the Covid-19 pandemic, the streets of Wadowice were not overflowing with pilgrims and tourists as would have been the case if there hadn’t been a pandemic happening in the world.

Set stood outside the Museum of the Holy Father Family Home in Wadowice.

The museum was the actual family home of Pope John Paul II and contains a huge collection of objects that had once belonged to Karol Josef Wojtyla and his family.

Set recognized a Cardinal approaching the family home.

The Cardinal was Samhain Cardinal Salaman who had once worked as a professional stage magician in London a few years ago.

A couple of years ago he had been baptized, confirmed, ordained a deacon, ordained a priest, consecrated a bishop and elevated to the Cardinalate all on the same day by Pope Francis.

The reason was Salaman’s knowledge of Kabbalism.

Even though Salaman was neither Jewish nor a member of any Kabbalistic sect, Pope Francis was advised by one of his loyal cardinals Cardinal JM (as the Cardinal was known) that someone as familiar with real Kabbalistic magic and occultic practice as Salaman was could prove very useful in the Vatican that Pope Francis was hoping to create.

Samhain decided to come to Wadowice on this date because he had never really become a Vatican insider in Pope Francis’ Vatican (he was much too heterosexual for that) and he also couldn’t stomach the hypocrisy of the Communist Pope Francis supposedly paying tribute to the anti-Communist Pope John Paul II on his 100th birthday.

“Mr. Set,” the Cardinal greeted the billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire.

“Cardinal Salaman,” the Egyptian vampire greeted back.

Cardinal Salaman informed Set that he had just been visiting the Minor Basilica of The Presentation of The Blessed Virgin Mary where the young Karol Josef and future Pope had been baptized on June 20th 1920.

Currently standing outside the Minor Basilica of The Presentation of the Blessed Virgin Mary was the vampire Lev Tomi.

Lev Tomi was undergoing a different sort of pilgrimage for
Lev Tomi was Leon Trotsky the Russian Soviet Bolshevik who had been turned into a vampire by the Aztec vampire princess Qonzilqointec in Mexico City back on August 21st 1940 after having been dealt a blow to the head with an ice pick by Stalinist assassin and Spanish born NKVD agent Ramon Mercader the day before on August 20th 1940.

Being turned into a vampire prevented Trotsky from dying although his “death” was announced to the world to prevent any more of Stalin’s killer hound dogs being sent after him.

Trotsky now using the name Lev Tomi started working for the United Nations after the end of World War II and in 1992 became the Secretary-General of the UN Secretariat On The Environment and Climate Change.

A position he had held ever since.

Trotsky was visiting the birthplace of the Polish Pope because it had been the Polish people under the military leadership of Marshal Josef Pilsudski who had defeated his (Leon Trotsky’s) Soviet Red Army in the Battle of Warsaw (also known as the Miracle of The Vistula) fought between August 12th and August 25th 1920.

The Polish Army on the verge of total defeat, after having seen the Blessed Virgin Mary appear on the banks of the Vistula River, went on to repulse and then defeat the Soviet Red Army.

Even Vladimir Lenin the supreme Bolshevik leader had called it an “enormous defeat” for his forces.

The battle had stopped Trotsky’s Soviet Red Army from advancing across Poland to attack Germany and the rest of Western Europe and thereby establish a continent wide Pan-European Soviet Union and eventually a worldwide Soviet Union.

The Poles (who produced Karol Josef Wojtyla the future Pope Saint John Paul the Great) had stopped global Communism in its tracks.

Now, Tomi reflected, in this the 100th year of John Paul II’s birth and the 100th year of the Miracle On The Vistula victory in the Polish-Soviet War, the forces of Communism would use fear of climate change and now conveniently helped by fear of this pandemic to establish their worldwide totalitarian regime.

-A vampire novel chapter 
written by Christopher
Monday May 18th
2020.

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Marxist Totalitarianism and The Higher Committee of Human Fraternity

May 14, 2020 at 10:47 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, News, Politics, Sorcery, The Occult, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , )

Marxist Totalitarianism and The Higher Committee of Human Fraternity

British MP Renfield R. Renfield was delivering another of his famous podcasts which are so upsetting to leftist airheads.

“Michigan Governor Gretchen Whitmer is starting to resemble a demon more and more with each passing day,” Renfield ate a tuna fish sandwich, “which is no surprise since being a Marxist totalitarian at heart, she’s using the Covid-19 pandemic to enact the most draconian measures in the entire American Union. And now she’s getting upset that there are groups of people actually opposed to her. Demagogues aren’t able to tolerate any opposition. Just ask Communist China’s Xi Jinping, North Korea’s Kim Jong-un or California’s Gavin Newsom who recently became upset after he got one of his perfectly coiffured hairs knocked out of place when an invisible entity threw a cream pie in the Sacramento despot’s face after he said, “I want to make it illegal for anyone in California to criticize me or question my decisions.” 

“Now turning back to our Stalinist witch in Michigan,” Renfield sipped a martini, “she has ordered police in Michigan to listen in on all the cellphone conversations of people who attended the lockdown protest rallies in the state capital of Michigan. No doubt the ghosts of Adolf Hitler, Josef Stalin, Mao Tse-tung and the cross dressing J. Edgar Hoover would wholeheartedly approve of the wicked bitch’s decisions seeing as how wiretapping and listening in on phone conversations was right up their alley.”

Renfield opened a bottle of bourbon, “And of course like all Communist feminist airheads everywhere, she naturally accused those who disagreed with her innately draconian polices and state intervention overreach of being “misogynists” and “racists”. The increasingly demonic looking and less human looking with each passing day Gov. Whitmer made the comments while addressing that illustrious panel of non-illustrious airheads better known as the View. She complained about the protestors holding Nazi signs. Would those be the signs that said Heil Whitmer and had a swastika beneath them? No doubt it was totally lost on the Marxist airhead that protestors were comparing her policies with Hitler’s and was not meant to be taken as a seal of approval for Germany’s late lamented Fuhrer who killed himself in a bunker in Berlin but would have planned a tunnel and submarine escape to Argentina if only he had had access to America’s History Channel programming of the mid-2010s.”

“Then of course the Wicked Bitch of Lansing also complained about Confederate flags at the rally,” Renfield took a swig of Jack Daniels, “I take it what she probably meant was General Robert E. Lee’s Battle Flag of Northern Virginia as nobody has really actually flown the flag of the Confederate States of America as it actually looked in the Confederate capital of Richmond, Virginia once the Confederacy lost the Civil War. Lee’s Battle Flag was associated with Lee and not the Confederate government as historically Robert E. Lee was always considered a great man while the same could probably not be said for Jefferson Davis’ administration. In fact Robert E. Lee’s portrait along with portraits of Abraham Lincoln and Benjamin Franklin were the 3 portraits that President Dwight D. Eisenhower (the former Supreme Commander of Allied Forces in Europe during World War II) had hanging in the Oval Office when he served as America’s 34th President. Lee himself was an abolitionist having freed his own slaves long before Union General Ulysses S. Grant had freed his and wrote that even the Confederacy won the war, it would, at some point in the future, have to abolish slavery since no civilized society could survive if it maintained such an inhumane institution. Lee’s reputation and his battle flag of northern Virginia took a beating in the 2010s with the advance of historically illiterate millennials and Gen Xers and you saw scenes of the unwashed, unkempt and uncouth anarcho-Marxist thugs and hooligans of Antifa trying to tear down Robert E. Lee’s statues back in 2015 and 2016.”

“I suppose one good thing about this pandemic as far as the U.S. goes is one now knows how inherently Marxist totalitarian most U.S. Democratic Party politicians are,” Renfield switched over to Red Rose tea, “People like California Gov. Gavin Newsom, Michigan Gov. Gretchen Whitmer, Virginia Gov. Ralph Northam and New York City Mayor Bill de Blasio are total scumbags as are numerous other Democratic Party mayors and governors. Of course if one examined the statements of now withdrawn Democratic Presidential candidates Beto O’ Rourke and Pete Buttigieg very carefully when they were running, one would have realized that Marxist totalitarian scumbaggery was definitely alive and well in the U.S. Democratic Party. As it is very much alive and well in the editorial viewpoints of the Washington Post and The New York Times. And as it is very much alive and well in the U.S. Conference of Catholic Bishops. No doubt most of the U.S. Conference of Catholic Bishops as well as most of the German Catholic Bishops’ Conference and most of Pope Francis’ Vatican help make up the one third of Catholic bishops, that the Virgin Mary told the 3 shepherd children at Fatima, would be serving Satan that she mentioned in the Third Secret (which no doubt explains why the Vatican has never publicly released the text of that secret but only the Vision associated with it).”

. . .

The Kabbalistic Cardinal Samhain Cardinal Salaman was walking the halls of the Vatican.

Last night Cardinal Salaman (one of the few heterosexual cardinals working within Pope Francis’ Vatican) had been visited in his bedroom by a beautiful red-headed French woman who made out with him.

This morning when he woke up, the woman was gone but she had left him a face mask on the bureau next to his bed side.

When he went to put it on, Belvedere the ghost of the Ghost White Salamander (who had once served as the Cardinal’s magician’s assistant back in the days when the Cardinal worked as a professional stage magician) ran away with it.

Later as he made his morning rounds around the Vatican, there were reports of a mermaid riding a fire breathing black horse being seen in the halls.

And now it was nighttime.

And Pope Francis approached him.

The ex-Vicar of Christ (“Vicar of Myself” was what he now called himself) was carrying a copy of Jules Verne’s book Master of The World.

The cover of the book had the autographed signature of Bill Gates.

“Samhain,” Francis greeted him, “Come into this room. I’d like you to meet the Higher Committee of Human Fraternity.”

Samhain followed the Bishop of Rome Jorge Mario Bergoglio into the room.

He was shocked to see a group of sinister looking reptilian ETs beaming down from a large space ship over the dome of Saint Peter’s Basilica.

At one time the sight would have been noticed by everyone but due to lockdown (and the fact that Italy’s most popular female porn star was currently singing the Italian national anthem on both television and livestream at the present moment), the eyes of the nation were directed elsewhere.

“This,” said a shocked Samhain Cardinal Salaman as he looked around, “is the Higher Committee of Human Fraternity?”.

The tallest of the reptilian ETs spoke, “We’re better known as the Ascended Masters in the writings of Helena Petrovna Blavatsky, Annie Besant, Alice A. Bailey and various New Age writers.”

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Thursday May 14th
2020.

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Pachamama In The Tiber

December 1, 2019 at 10:50 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, Mythology, News, Religion, The Occult, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , )

Pachamama In The Tiber

The Inca earth mother goddess Pachamama was floating down the Tiber River

“I thought all the Pachamamas were rescued from the Tiber River back in late October,” Samhain Cardinal Salaman mentioned to Pope Francis.

“The authorities must have missed one,” Pope Francis had to admit as the pair walked along the banks of the Tiber River.

The pontiff’s Huawei smart phone went off.

It was a phone call from George Soros.

Francis blabbed for a few minutes while Cardinal Salaman watched Pachamama swim to shore.

As the Inca goddess exited the Tiber, Francis’ Huawei went off again.

American economist Jeffrey Sachs joined the conversation.

Cardinal Salaman watched Pachamama enter a Rolls-Royce limousine.

“Unless that Rolls-Royce is an extremely rare electric model that doesn’t run on fossil fuels, I don’t think it’s very climate friendly,” Cardinal Salaman thought to himself.

Bono then joined the party line conversation with Pope Francis followed a few moments later by Lev Tomi the Secretary-General of The UN Secretariat On The Environment and Climate Change.

Cardinal Salaman left Francis to yack with his globalist friends as he went to find himself a nice taverna where he could buy a nice glass of red wine.

Vermont Sen. Bernie Sanders from the U.S. and former Bolivian President Evo Morales (currently living in exile in Mexico) joined the phone conversation as well as with Pope Francis and the others.

Seeing as how it was a Huawei mobile that Francis was yacking into, the entire conversation was being monitored by the People’s Republic of China Ministry of State Security.

-A vampire novel chapter 
written by Christopher
Sunday December 1st
2019.

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Allatallahbel Tries To Make A Vamp Out of A Cardinal

November 17, 2019 at 11:19 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, Romance, The Occult, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , )

Allatallahbel Tries To Make A Vamp Out of A Cardinal

The Vampiress Allatallahbel sat at the edge of one of the old lion cheering fan stands in the Roman Colosseum.

A Vatican Cardinal named Samhain Cardinal Salaman approached Allatallahbel the Vampiress Priestess of Baal.

“I got your message for me to be here, your Sinisterness,” Cardinal Salaman addressed the vampiress priestess.

“Nice of you to come, your Eminence,” the vampiress bit him on the neck and drained him of almost all his blood.

She then walked away.

Lenora the Dragon Warrioress Princess of Lemuria entered the colosseum with Canadian vampire hunter Dracul Van Helsing.

“Was that not the statue of the god Moloch at the entrance to the colosseum?” Lenora asked Van Helsing.

“It was,” Van Helsing nodded, “That god of the ancient Canaanites, Phoenicians and Carthaginians on prominent display at the colosseum must have the Roman general Scipio Africanus rolling over in his grave.”

“So Dr. Cadbury Rocher text messaged you that Michelangelo the Psychic Lobster had a vision of something awful happening to one of the few non-homosexual predatory and pedophile Vatican Cardinals here?” Lenora queried.

“That is correct,” Van Helsing answered.

“Well there appears to be someone dressed in Cardinal’s robes lying on one of the steps there,” Lenora ran over to the man.

Van Helsing joined her and felt the Cardinal’s pulse.

He also noticed the vampiric bite on the Cardinal’s neck.

The vampire hunter called an ambulance.

Paramedics and ambulance soon arrived on the scene and rushed Samhain Cardinal Salaman to hospital.

“Do you think he’ll live?” Lenora asked.

“I hope so,” Van Helsing replied.

Vampire hunter and Dragon Warrioress Princess returned to their hotel and dressed for a concert in Rome.

The performer at the concert was Lenora herself who played pieces by Bach, Handel and Vivaldi on her violin.

“What beautiful music that instrument makes,” the Australian Ambassador to Italy remarked to his wife, “It certainly sounds a lot better than that Ernievarius that violin made out of rubber tires that some character called Uncle Ernie played in concert with the Sydney Philharmonic Orchestra back home.”

“Still I must admit it was hilariously funny watching that Uncle Ernie get arrested live on stage by Sydney Police during the second act for his improper conduct that he conducted in the orchestra pit during intermission,” his wife noted.

“That,” the Ambassador agreed, “was hilariously funny.”

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Sunday November 17th
2019.

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The Headless Horseman’s Halloween

October 31, 2019 at 10:58 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, News, The Occult, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , )

The Headless Horseman’s Halloween

Friedrich Wotan Wiesbaden the Headless Horseman of Sleepy Hollow was sitting in a booth in the lounge in the Saint James Court Hotel in London along with his zombie black horse Bucephalus Reborn.

Both had managed to escape last night from the billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set’s pet attack cat Nefertiti Galore by running down a back alley.

The alley was then blown up by an Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi impersonator who whimpered like a dog and then detonated a suicide vest.

Nefertiti Galore managed to dodge the falling rubble and then went around the corner and had a plate of Fish and Chips at a nearby Fish and Chips shop.

The Headless Horseman and his horse went from the back alley (now blocked by rubble at the street entrance) through the back door of a professional live theatre where they joined the cast of Shakespeare’s Richard III in taking a bow and a curtain call at the end of their performance.

One of the actresses remarked to the actor who played Richard III, “It looks like your horse arrived a little too late.”

The actor who played Richard III remarked to the Headless Horseman, “I’d have given you my kingdom if you had arrived a little sooner.”

The impromptu remarks were met with vigorous applause from the audience.

The Headless Horseman and Bucephalus Reborn then walked to the Saint James Court Hotel where they had booked a room for a couple of nights.

Now they were spending Halloween having drinks in the lounge and dancing with costumed patrons.

Someone dressed as a Vatican Cardinal entered the lounge.

“Authentic costume,” remarked the Headless Horseman who had borrowed a jack o’ lantern pumpkin from the hotel kitchen and put it on his shoulders so he could see.

“I really am a Vatican Cardinal,” answered Samhain Cardinal Salaman, “My flight to the Irish border has been delayed. I was supposed to perform the ancient Celtic Druidic Mass of Samhain this evening on the Irish border between north and south between 11:30 PM and 11:59 PM to forever bind the United Kingdom to the European Union so the whole continent can be under the Egyptian god Osiris when he becomes Pharaoh of the coming United States of Europe. Osiris, Maitreya the Himalayan serpent and golden cobra High King of Ireland are expecting me as are the demons Baal and Baphomet, the High Queen of Ireland who is the resurrected Egyptian Queen Cleopatra and no doubt Yaldabaoth the infamous intoxicated leprechaun who sleeps on the border.”

“Wow, well sit down and have a drink and drown your sorrows,” Friedrich ordered him a drink.

Buchephalus Reborn managed to drink both the Headless Horseman and the Vatican Cardinal under the table.

The Vatican Cardinal missed his next available flight.

And so the Celtic Druidic Mass was not said.

Allowing Britain a brief reprieve from the coming United States of Europe.

-A vampire novel chapter 
written by Christopher
Thursday October 31st
2019.

One of the many beautiful women in the Saint James Court Hotel Lounge lucky enough to dance with the horse Bucephalus Reborn.

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Boris Johnson Adopts Renfield’s Plan For Brexit

October 2, 2019 at 10:56 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, News, The Occult, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , )

Boris Johnson Adopts Renfield’s Plan For Brexit

“Well, you certainly look as pleased as punch,” Amadeus Emanon remarked to his friend British MP Renfield R. Renfield as he walked through the door.

“I am,” Renfield helped himself to a glass of punch from the bowl of punch that Athelstan the butler had made.

“What brought this about?” Amadeus asked.

“Boris Johnson has adopted my plan that only Northern Ireland should be subject to the backstop rather than the entire United Kingdom,” Renfield grinned.

“And how exactly will that work?” Amadeus asked.

“Northern Ireland will stay in the European single market for goods,” Renfield replied, “and of course Johnson did add some touches of his own like the Stormont Assembly for Northern Ireland voting to adopt the arrangements first and then voting every four years on keeping them. But Northern Ireland would exit the customs union along with the rest of the UK under Johnson’s adaptations of my original plan. But the rest of the UK leaving the entire 
single market is my basic idea.”

“I see Jeremy Corbyn has said the plan is even worse than Theresa May’s plan for Brexit,” Amadeus noted.

“And it’s for that reason that I’ve officially nominated Jeremy Corbyn for the Jackass of The Year Award,” Renfield helped himself to a second glass of punch.

“The Liberal Democrats and the Scottish Nationalists are against it as well,” Amadeus added.

“The Liberal Democrats and the Scottish Nationalists are so full of shit that if you gave them all an enema before they died, you could bury them all in the same cigar box,” was Renfield’s final commentary for the night.

. . .

Yaldabaoth the Irish leprechaun was once again sleeping on the border that divided Northern Ireland from the south.

He was awakened by the sound of voices talking.

Yaldabaoth looked and noted a golden cobra walking alongside a green skinned man dressed as an Egyptian Pharaoh.

The leprechaun recognized the golden cobra as Maitreya who had crowned himself High King of Ireland at Tara on Saint Patrick’s Day of 2018.

He recognized the green skinned man dressed like an Egyptian Pharaoh as the god Osiris from pictures he had seen of the deity from an Egyptology course that the leprechaun had taken at Trinity College in Dublin many years ago.

“So,” Osiris boasted, “friends of mine have arranged for the Vatican Cardinal Samhain Cardinal Salaman to say the ancient Celtic Druidic Mass of Samhain this coming Halloween on the Republic of Ireland/Northern Ireland UK border to forever enslave all of Britain to the European Union of which I shall someday become Pharaoh.”

“So if I help you become Pharaoh of Europe,” Maitreya spoke, “I shall remain High King of Ireland once the Republic and the North join together as one.”

“That is correct,” Osiris nodded.

“What about this British MP Renfield R. Renfield?” Maitreya asked, “Won’t he put a damper in your plans?”.

“I shall have to find away to deal with this man who used to be Chief of Security and Intelligence Gathering for my brother Set,” Osiris seethed.

A text message went off on the green deity’s smart phone.

Osiris looked at it, “It’s from George Soros.”

“Is he afraid that Donald Trump has found out that the Democratic National Committee server was in fact based in Ukraine and that’s how it was so easy for the Russians to hack it?” Maitreya inquired.

“We shall see,” Osiris took the call.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Wednesday October 2nd
2019.

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Phoenix Diabolicus The Vicar of Lucifer

September 26, 2019 at 10:31 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, Horror, International Intrigue, Mystery/horror, News, The Occult, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , )

Phoenix Diabolicus The Vicar of Lucifer

The figure of Phoenix Diabolicus (the demon who was the Vicar of Lucifer On Earth) emerged from his painting in the Vatican Art Collection.

Something that startled Samhain Cardinal Salaman.

The Cardinal had been told who was the subject of the painting but he had never expected the figure to come to life.

“Good evening, Cardinal Salaman,” said Phoenix Diabolicus.

The Cardinal was too shocked to say anything.

“I’m pleased with the way the world is going,” Phoenix Diabolicus stretched his long black wings which felt tired and sore after being kept cooped up in that painting for so long.

“Oh yes?” Cardinal Salaman was flicking through the pockets of his robes trying to find his Rosary (a gift to him from a Polish priest and an object he had never used before).

“Indeed,” Phoenix Diabolicus stroked his moustache, “A potential for civil war or Beijing military intervention emerging in the island of Hong Kong. Tensions running rampant in the United Kingdom over Brexit. The Democrats setting up an impeachment inquiry into Donald Trump only adding to the further polarization in that already polarized nation that is called the United States of America. And what’s really advantageous is there’s no Abraham Lincoln like figure in sight. So the divided house will fall. The State of Israel is in chaos. War looms between Saudi Arabia and Iran in the Middle East. And your own boss Pope Francis is paving the way for the worship of the spirits of the Amazon Rainforest next month totally oblivious to the fact that not all the spirits in the Amazon Rainforest are good. Or at least not good in the sense that Our Enemy On The Cross defines it.”

The figure of Phoenix Diabolicus stepped back in the painting.

And Samhain Cardinal Salaman stood there.

Unable to move.

. . .

Private eyes Magog Rhys Petley and Agathor Christie were trudging their way through the Amazon Rainforest.

They had recently been hired by Lev Tomi the Secretary-General of The United Nations Secretariat On The Environment and Climate Change to discover who had been setting the fires in the Amazon Rainforest this past summer.

Now they were in a dense little travelled section of the Amazon Rainforest.

“I hope our native guide knows his way back,” Agathor remarked.

“I hope our native guide isn’t a cannibal planning to eat us,” Magog stated as he wiped his sweating forehead with his handkerchief.

“That statement ranks of cultural imperialism,” Agathor the former British Conservative MP teased his Marxist friend the former Labour MP Magog.

“Being out here does that to a person,” Magog continued to wipe his brow.

Their guide bowed down to a tree.

“Must be a sacred tree,” Agathor remarked.

Magog pointed to a small carved figure standing at the base of the tree and asked, “What’s that?”.

“Father and Mother of All Life,” the native said in English as he bowed.

“Justin Trudeau would be pleased with this native’s feminist and transgendered sensibilities,” Magog remarked.

“Doesn’t that wooden idol look familiar?” Agathor asked.

Magog took a closer look and commented, “It looks like the Baphomet that supernatural entity worshipped by those Satanic Temple groups in the U.S. and Canada.”

“That’s because it is the Baphomet figure,” Agathor said as he put on his monocle and looked at it.

“Baphomet is worshipped by some of the natives here in the Amazon?” Magog was genuinely surprised.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Thursday September 26th
2019.

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Allatallahbel In The Bathtub

August 6, 2019 at 10:24 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, News, The Occult, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , )

Allatallahbel In The Bathtub

This sight greeted Samhain Cardinal Salaman when he walked into his apartment’s bathroom to take a bath.

It was Allatallahbel the Vampiress Priestess of Baal.

“Allatallahbel!” Said an astounded Cardinal Salaman in his bathrobe dressing gown.

“Thinking of taking a bath?” She purred like a cat with the undertones of a lioness underneath.

“Well, I was…” Cardinal Salaman put down his shampoo and bath soap.

“I’ll let you take a bath eventually, your Eminence,” Allatallahbel stood up in her spiked stiletto high heeled shoes leaving indentations in the Cardinal’s bathtub, “but I want you to stroll the corridors of the Vatican with me first. There are things I want to show you.”

“You want me to stroll the corridors of the Vatican in my bath robe?” Cardinal Salaman inquired.

“I’ve seen clergymen running around the corridors of the Vatican wearing a lot less,” the vampiress smiled.

Cardinal Salaman had to admit that was true.

So Allatallahbel and the Cardinal went for a midnight stroll around the Vatican.

They saw the ghost of the late Soviet dictator Josef Stalin enter the apartment lodgings of Pope Francis.

“What are they doing meeting one another?” Cardinal Salaman was surprised.

“Stalin has been giving Francis some advice on how to restructure the John Paul II Institute in Rome,” Allatallahbel replied.

They entered a chapel where the demon Baphomet was playing jungle drums while a shaman from the Amazon rain forest did a sun dance.

They eventually got around to the high altar of Saint Peter’s Basilica where Amorous Laetita the familiar black cat of Hecate the Greek goddess of witchcraft lay asleep on the altar.

“I really don’t think it’s good for me to be here,” Cardinal Salaman remarked.

“What’s the matter, your Eminence?” Allatallahbel put a black painted fingernail against his lips, “Has the cat got your tongue?”.

The cardinal’s bathrobe fell to the floor.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Tuesday August 6th
2019.

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Samhain Cardinal Salaman and The Fountain

July 30, 2019 at 9:48 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, The Occult, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) ()

Samhain Cardinal Salaman and The Fountain 

Vatican Cardinal Samhain Salaman (a former professional stage magician turned cardinal) was sitting in a Rome coffee bar drinking a cappuccino.

The coffee bar was across from a small fountain.

One of many scattered throughout the city.

Although the fountain did not have the famous name of the illustrious Fountain of Trevi, people still threw coins in the fountain and made wishes.

A small figure of Cupid being chased by a wolf stood atop the fountain.

Definitely unusual subject matter, Cardinal Salaman thought to himself as he sipped his cappuccino.

The cardinal often enjoyed sitting in this particular bar sipping a coffee beverage and watching the fountain and people throwing coins into it.

The place was far enough away from the Vatican itself that he didn’t have to worry about running into a cardinal or bishop.

Salaman found all the backstabbing and intrigue that went on around the Vatican a bit tiresome at times.

Here he could sit quietly and enjoy the Roman sun and watch people go by.

He had noticed yesterday what looked to be a type of seaweed growing around the statue of Cupid that he hadn’t noticed before.

Oddly enough the seaweed wasn’t growing on the statue of the wolf.

Today that seaweed seemed to have grown even more around Cupid’s statue particularly around his neck and gave the appearance of strangling the little cherub.

The sight made Cardinal Samhain think of an unusual story that he had heard a couple of months ago.

There was apparently a large piece of seaweed that had come out of the water down at the port of Marseille in France and had started eating people.

Then the seaweed went back into the water from whence it came.

So seaweed eating people down on the docks in southern France and now seaweed strangling the Roman god of love in a fountain.

The cardinal stood up, paid his bill and walked down the street in the direction of the Vatican.

And watched the sun set on the Eternal City.

-A vampire novel chapter 
written by Christopher
Tuesday July 30th
2019.

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Pan Goatee’s Uglocide Evening, Macron’s Whining, Malachi Martin Anniversary and Roy Cohn’s Pretty Boy

July 27, 2019 at 10:56 pm (Aesthetics, Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, News, Politics, Religion, Spy Tales, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Pan Goatee’s Uglocide Evening, Macron’s Whining, Malachi Martin Anniversary and Roy Cohn’s Pretty Boy

Pan Goatee had just entered the grocery store and went to pick up a cart when a medium sized ugly looking blimp approached to pick up a cart.

Goatee beat the blimp in picking up a cart first and then promptly beheaded the blimp.

“One must show patience,” remarked some idiotic bystander.

“You can spend all eternity showing patience,” Goatee answered as he beheaded the man.

Goatee then picked up the items he wanted to buy and then went and stood in line at the cashier.

Some ugly looking female stoat-human hybrid (in one of the many genetics experiments in southern Alberta gone horribly wrong) then went and rudely walked down the aisle past the customers waiting in line just to exit instead of using the proper exit.

Goatee then leapt across cash registers, got in front of the ugly looking female stoat human hybrid and beheaded her with his astral machete remarking, “You’re the best argument ever against the erroneous concept of white supremacy.”

Goatee wished he could track down the Nazi criminals from Argentina who had settled down in Calgary back in the 1990s and performed horrendous and blasphemous genetic experiments whose rotten hideous looking fruit were now coming to fruition in the teens decade of the early 21st Century.

But the Nazi criminals having done their damage apparently fled elsewhere.

. . .

French President Emmanuel Macron sat in his office feeling depressed.

In addition to being turned down for quickies from all the older women he had propositioned in Parisienne sidewalk cafés on this Saturday evening, Donald Trump had tweeted a nasty tweet against him earlier this week.

Macron was thinking of imposing a digital sales tax on American corporate tech giants when they sold items over the Internet in France.

Trump tweeted that if Macron went ahead with this proposal, he Trump would impose a tariff on French wines when they were imported into America.

And then in the unkindest tweet of all, Trump had brutishly tweeted, “American wines are better than French wines.”

Now Macron sat at his desk drowning his sorrows in a bottle of Paul Masson wine.

. . .

“It was 20 years ago today that Malachi Martin the former Jesuit priest (who left the Jesuit order because it was too homosexual and too Marxist for his liking) and well known exorcist and popular best-selling author died,” Cardinal JM the head of the Vatican’s Secret Intelligence Service remarked to Samhain Cardinal Salaman a former professional stage magician turned Vatican cardinal.

“I remember hearing about that at the time,” Salaman remarked, “what caused his death?”.

“He apparently fell off a ladder while trying to retrieve a book from the top of his book shelf in his Manhattan New York apartment,” Cardinal JM sipped a Manhattan cocktail and ate a New York bagel, “although there are some people who believe he was pushed off that ladder.”

“By whom?” Cardinal Salaman asked.

“Well one theory is it was by demons,” Cardinal JM bit into a devilled egg, “and the other is it was by a priest or bishop or maybe even a cardinal who was full of the spirit of Vatican II.”

“I’ve heard that it was Malachi Martin’s book The Keys of This Blood that inspired Canadian vampire hunter Dracul Van Helsing to become a geopolitical analyst,” Cardinal Salaman sipped his coffee.

“I’ve heard that too,” Cardinal JM shrugged, “anyhow Malachi Martin’s July 27th 1999 death couldn’t have come at a better time for the Vatican.”

“Why is that?” Salaman ate his baked salmon.

“Well the Jubilee year of 2000 was approaching and many people were pissed that the Catholic Church had never released the Third Secret of Fatima which it was supposed to have done in 1960 according to the Virgin Mary’s instructions,” Cardinal JM started eating a Belgian waffle, “but the Vatican plan after John XXIII was only to release the vision associated with the Third Secret not the text (Mary’s spoken words) of the Secret itself. However that posed a problem after Malachi Martin (who was the secretary to the Vatican Jesuit Cardinal Augustin Bea in 1960) left the Jesuit order. Martin as secretary to Cardinal Bea had read the Third Secret although he had taken an oath not to reveal it. And he never did reveal it. Although he dropped vague hints as to what was in it when he appeared on Art Bell’s Coast-To-Coast AM radio program back in the late 1990s. So the Vatican could never release the vision of the Third Secret and claim it was the text (Mary’s actual words) while Martin was still alive because then Father Martin would have said that the Vatican was full of you know what.”

Cardinal JM wiped his mouth with a napkin after eating a chocolate covered figure of a bull.

“Why doesn’t the Vatican want the text (Mary’s words) of the Third Secret released?” Cardinal Salaman asked.

“Well of course the Vatican has no problem with the global war or the fire falling from heaven causing tsunamis of steam to fall across the nations of the world everywhere or millions of people dying by the minute that’s mentioned in the Third Secret,” Cardinal JM cheerfully ate a gingerbread horse of the Apocalypse, “what it does have a problem with is Mary saying that Satan will infiltrate to the very top of the Church itself. Catholics across the world might stop dropping their money in the collection plate if word on that got out.”

“A wise decision indeed,” Cardinal Salaman bit into his Montreal smoked meat sandwich.

. . .

Peter Whitstable the Fox Mulder of Interpol was in New York City.

What brought him to New York were appearances of notorious American lawyer Roy Cohn’s ghost appearing across the world.

Whitstable deduced that Hades and Persephone had granted Cohn’s ghost permission to leave the Underworld for some reason.

So Whitstable had gone to New York to find out more about Cohn’s background.

The Interpol detective knew that Cohn had been Chief Counsel to the notorious Wisconsin Senator Joe McCarthy back in the 1950s.

He had also represented and defended several New York City Italian crime family bosses back in the 1970s.

Whitstable was currently interviewing an old acquaintance of Cohn in a run down New York City apartment.

The informer wore an empty cement bag on his head and a pair of used Nike running shoes on his feet so he wouldn’t be recognized.

“Well, Roy died of AIDS back in 1986,” the informer said.

“AIDS?” Whitstable repeated the statement.

“But Roy wasn’t gay,” the informer stated emphatically, “he always said that he enjoyed having sex with men. But he always insisted that he wasn’t gay.”

“Okay,” Whitstable nodded.

“But Sen. Joe McCarthy was gay,” the informer went on, “Roy’s personal secretary mentioned that in the book she was going to publish had she lived. But McCarthy covered it up during his life time. Being gay was the kiss of death for a U.S. politician in the 1950s. Unlike today where it seems to be working out very well for the current Mayor of South Bend, Indiana.”

“So Cohn said that he enjoyed having sex with men,” Whitstable took notes, “were they all one night stands or did he ever have a long term relationship with a man?”.

“There was one he had,” the informer answered, “in fact Cohn said in a public interview back in 1980 that this man used to call him 18 to 20 times a day each day. So you can see how intense the relationship was. This man also said himself in a public interview back in 1980 that Cohn protected him to the point of viciousness.”

“Wow,” Whitstable agreed, “That does sound pretty intense. Who was this man?”.

“The current occupant of the Oval Office in the White House,” the informer replied.

Roy Cohn and a mascara and make-up wearing young Roman soldier Donald Trump having a gay old time at a New York City nightclub on Saturday June 24th 1972.
The photo accompanied a story in the New York City edition of The Times of London on Monday June 26th 1972.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Saturday July 27th
2019.

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