Netanyahu: When ET’s Friend Phones You Not Home

October 3, 2015 at 6:34 pm (Geopolitics and International Relations, News, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , , )

Netanyahu: When ET’s Friend Phones You Not Home

Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu was sitting in the back of a diplomatic limousine in Manhattan after having delivered a passionate speech at the UN General Assembly in New York City.

At his side was the Mossad agent known as the Controller of The Golem.

The phone in the limousine rang.

The Prime Minister looked at the number.

He recognized the number of the U.S. National Security Council in Washington D.C.

“Hello,” the Prime Minister of Israel picked up the receiver.

“Mr. Prime Minister, this is a friend,” the voice said, “you must give up all control over the Temple Mount and East Jerusalem itself.”

“Who is this?” The Israeli Prime Minister demanded to know.

“And you must give up all control over the West Bank,” the voice said, “We know this was part of the land promised to you by The Lord God of Israel but he’s just an extraterrestrial- an astronaut from another world – He’s not the Supreme Creator of the Universe. We have the evidence to prove it which we will share with you at a future date. But in the meantime don’t hold on to the Temple Mount, East Jerusalem and settlement areas in the West Bank areas as if they were part of some divine mandate.”

“Who is this?” The Prime Minister was furiously angry.

The phone clicked.

And went dead.

The Prime Minister looked over at the Controller of The Golem.

“It was probably a hacker/prankster with a really bad sense of humour, Mr. Prime Minister,” the Controller assured him, “one who’s watched one too many episodes of that American TV program Ancient Aliens.”

“Maybe,” the Prime Minister looked thoughtful, “or maybe something much more sinister.”

Outside the limousine, some New York City doomsayer held up a placard that bore a verse from II Thessalonians Chapter 2, “And for this cause God shall send them strong delusion, that they should believe a lie.” -II Thessalonians 2: 11.

A billboard across the street read, “God was just an astronaut.”

To be continued.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Thursday October 1st
2015.

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The Red Horse

January 31, 2014 at 8:27 pm (Commentary, Geopolitics and International Relations, Poetry, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

The Red Horse

The ancient Babylonian Vampiress Lilith
bit Ukraine’s President Viktor Yanukovych on the neck
and he fell into a deep sickness
and the Ukrainian government did announce that he was taking sick leave.

And the Red Horse rode into the desert
kicking up a storm
And even the children of the desert
found it a little warm.
The dust from the hooves swirled and twirled forming a cloud so vast
That even the vultures wondered what has come to pass?

The Syrian Peace Talks in Geneva ended in collapse
so the UN mediator hailed it a success
causing the dogs of war to laugh.

And the Red Horse rode into the desert
kicking up a storm
And even the children of the desert
found it a little warm.
The dust from the hooves swirled and twirled forming a cloud so vast
That even the vultures wondered what has come to pass?

In Egypt the Muslim Brotherhood howled and raged and set off many a bomb
while Gen. Abdel Fattah al-Sisi said he might run for Prez ‘midst much aplomb.

And the Red Horse rode into the desert kicking up a storm
And even the children of the desert found it a little warm.
The dust from the hooves swirled and twirled forming a cloud so vast
That even the vultures wondered what has come to pass?

The U.S. says that Russia is simply not following the treaty IMF
while its own nuclear missile launch officers cheat to avoid the grade of F.

And the Red Horse rode into the desert kicking up a storm
And even the children of the desert found it a little warm.
The dust from the hooves swirled and twirled forming a cloud so vast
That even the vultures wondered what has come to pass?

-A vampire novel chapter
written in the form of a poem
written by Christopher
Friday January 31st
2014.

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