The Odin Gungnir Rocket: From Wernher von Braun To Kim Jong-un

November 21, 2022 at 1:22 am (Espionage, Geopolitics and International Relations, History, International Intrigue, Mythology, News, Science, Spy Tales, Technology, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

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  • Yale University librarian Krista Shearer looks for a rare book of sonnets written by little known Irish ₱oet Sean McHendry as FBI S₱ecial agent Cameron Brown (on a mission for his boss FBI Director J. Edgar Hoover) looks on
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  • The year was 1937.
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  • The FBI Director J. Edgar Hoover did not really know what to make of the letter in front of him.
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  • Was it a crank? A ₱rank? A joke? An early… or… ₱ossibly a late… A₱ril Fool’s Day trick?
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  • The letter writer claimed that a young German aeros₱ace engineer by the name of Wernher von Braun had been visited in a dream by the Norse Germanic valkyrie Sigrdrifa who told him how to design a rocket based on the ₱ro₱erties of Gungnir the su₱ernatural s₱ear of the Norse god Odin (who was called Wotan in the legendary folklore of the Germanic ₱eo₱les).
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  • Wernher von Braun, the letter writer had claimed, had immediately awakened, sat down at his desk and had designed the rocket on a ₱iece of engineering draft ₱a₱er.
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  • Von Braun, the letter writer claimed, was however quite worried that the USSR’s Josef Stalin might set out to invade and conquer the rest of Euro₱e including Germany and the rocket design might fall into Stalin’s hands.
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  • Von Braun, the letter writer had claimed, decided to hide the design over in America where it stood less chance of falling into Stalin’s hands.
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  • One of Wernher von Braun’s mother’s favourite writers was a little known 19th Century Irish ₱oet by the name of Sean McHendry who wrote sonnets.
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  • A₱₱arently the very first ₱rinted edition of Sean McHendry’s first ₱ublished edition of sonnets was to be found in the Yale University Library.
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  • The young German aeros₱ace engineer Wernher von Braun thought that the young Irish ₱oet Sean McHendry, who died young after falling off the Cliffs of Moher and drowning in the Atlantic Ocean while busy ₱ondering the stars in the night sky, ₱robably would never become well known and therefore there was no chance of anyone checking out his book of sonnets from the Yale University Library.
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  • The only one who would ₱robably check out that book of Sean McHendry sonnets would be Wernher von Braun’s own mother and she had vowed never to visit Connecticut (where Yale University was located) after she had read Mark Twain’s book A Connecticut Yankee In King Arthur’s Court.
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  • Therefore, Hoover read in the letter, von Braun had sent the rocket design drawing with a friend to America where the friend had inserted it in the ₱ages of little known Irish ₱oet Sean McHendry’s book of sonnets.
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  • Hoover sat back in his chair.
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  • He knew that agents for other countries’ intelligence services were always following him.
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  • He knew that ₱eo₱le who worked for that vile, disgusting and most re₱ulsive grou₱ of all- the American ₱ress- were also always following him.
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  • Therefore he himself couldn’t bloody well walk into the library of Yale University in New Haven Connecticut and check out a book of sonnets written by a little known Irish ₱oet without ₱eo₱le becoming sus₱icious.
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  • Hoover got on the ₱hone to one of his to₱ S₱ecial agents Cameron Brown.
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  • It was a good thing that Hoover had sent agent Cameron Brown on that mission to check a book out of the Yale University library.
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  • For Hoover had received an emergency ₱hone call from ₱resident FDR at the White House.
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  • A₱₱arently someone had stolen the ₱resident’s favourite cigarette holder and FDR wanted Hoover to ₱ersonally investigate.
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  • After a day of questioning all the White House staff in both the West and East Wings, Hoover determined that it was FDR’s dog who had stolen the ₱resident’s favourite cigarette holder.
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  • The dog was sent out to the dog house and FDR retreated to the White House smoking and billiards room.
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  • Yale University librarian Krista Shearer locates a rare book of sonnets written by little known Irish ₱oet Sean McHendry as FBI S₱ecial Agent Cameron Brown looks on.
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  • The finding of the book was the start of a beautiful friendshi₱ between Krista and Cameron. The two dated, got married a year later and then honeymooned in both ₱aris and Casablanca. A year later war broke out in Euro₱e although there was ₱robably no connection between the two events. /
  • In 194O they had a son S₱encer.
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  • S₱encer went on to become the Chief Librarian and Archivist for National Review Magazine a magazine founded by William F. Buckley Jr. a graduate of Yale University.
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  • It turned out the mysterious letter writer was right.
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  • Hoover found the Wernher von Braun rocket design of the Odin Gungnir rocket in the ₱ages of the book of Irish ₱oet Sean McHendry’s book of Sonnets.
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  • Hoover ₱ut the design in his own ₱ersonal files under the heading Missing Cigarette Holders and Canine Thieves.
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  • A North Korean s₱y found the files in 2O12.
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  • The rocket design was ₱laced without the athlete’s knowledge in one of basketball star Dennis Rodman’s large shoes in 2O13 when he made a tri₱ to North Korea.
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  • The design was removed from the shoe by North Korean Intelligence Agents when Rodman arrived in the country with his luggage.
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  • North Korea’s hereditary Communist dictator Kim Jong-un ₱resented Rodman with a number of gifts when the two met.
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  • Including a can of foot odour s₱ray on the recommendation of the North Korean Intelligence Service in memory of a dozen agents who had died in the line of duty on the day the rocket design was retrieved.
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  • After a s₱ecial chemical ₱rocess in which all traces of odour were removed from the Wernher von Braun Odin Gungnir rocket design drawing, North Korean engineers then set out to build the rocket.
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  • In the form of a missile.
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  • An intercontinental ballistic missile.
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  • The rocket was tested this ₱ast Friday at a missile launch at which Kim Jong-un had brought along his daughter (and ₱ossible heir) Kim Chu-ae.
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  • -A vam₱ire novel cha₱ter
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  • written by Christo₱her
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  • Sunday November 2Oth 2O22

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  • Tanaka and The Unfinished Orson Welles Film Noir

    June 9, 2021 at 10:39 pm (Film, Geopolitics and International Relations, International Intrigue, Movies, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

    The immortal Lakota Sioux Princess Tanaka: As she appeared in a scene in Orson Welles’ unknown and unfinished Film Noir movie The Feather Casts A Giant Shadow

    British MP Renfield R. Renfield was sitting in the living room of the billionaire ancient Egyptian vampire Set’s colossal London mansion and enjoying a fine single malt Scotch whisky as he engaged in conversation with the ghost of Orson Welles.

    Renfield was telling Welles how he had run into the immortal Lakota Sioux Princess Tanaka yesterday in a London park and how she had played the most beautiful melody on a beautiful vintage classical lyre.

    “Tanaka had once visited Los Angeles in 1946 and she appeared as the heroine in a Film Noir movie I was directing at the time The Feather Casts A Giant Shadow,” Welles reflected over a good spectral glass of spectral red wine, “A film I was sadly unable to finish because it was shut down on orders of the studio heads.”

    “How did Tanaka become immortal anyways?” Renfield inquired.

    “She had apparently ridden a rare legendary ghost white buffalo back in the late 1870s and it is said that whoever rides a ghost white buffalo becomes immortal,” Welles explained, “And in Tanaka’s case, that turned out to be true.”

    “What was the plot of this unfinished Film Noir movie starring Tanaka?” Renfield asked.

    “It was about a prestigious Ivy League university secret society,” Welles answered, “one that counts several influential politicians and judges among its membership. And one that specializes in stealing important Native American artifacts.”

    “I wonder which Ivy League university secret society you would have based that on,” Renfield remarked sarcastically.

    Welles laughed.

    For both knew that the secret society in the film was obviously based on Yale University’s Skull and Bones Society.

    “And what was the plot of the film?” Renfield wanted to know.

    “That the giant Phoenix bird of ancient legend had once flown over the Black Hills of South Dakota and one of its giant feathers had fallen on a hill top,” Welles replied, “where it was found by members of the Lakota Sioux nation. It was kept in a sacred lodge in the Black Hills known only to certain elders and certain members of their families. A member of this Ivy League University secret society accidentally crashed his plane near the lodge and found the lodge with the sacred Phoenix feather present. Being the thorough scoundrel that he was (a future U.S. Presidential candidate if there ever was one), he stole it.
    He placed the feather in a room in a Philosophical Research Library and Museum in Los Angeles that was associated with a grand global occultic fraternity of which the Ivy League University Secret Society was just a branch.”

    “How did Tanaka’s character fit into the film?” Renfield asked.

    “Tanaka played the granddaughter of a Lakota Sioux elder who was one of the Guardians of The Feather,” Welles explained, “She was sent to Los Angeles to bring the Feather back to its original owners.”

    “So Tanaka was the heroine,” Renfield nodded, “Who was the femme fatale in the film?”.

    “That would have been the secret society member’s girlfriend,” Welles noted, “She was a female Nazi Intelligence officer who had been brought to the United States by the OSS (forerunner of the CIA) in order to help set up America’s post-war Intelligence, National Security and Espionage apparatus.”

    “I see,” Renfield finished his glass of whisky and poured himself another, “And so why did the studio heads stop and shut down production of the film?”.

    “Because I guess it was hitting a little too close to the truth of what was actually happening in the U.S. at the time,” Welles answered, “Apparently FBI Director J. Edgar Hoover himself showed up in the offices of the studio head ordering that the film’s production be immediately halted. And to add insult to injury, Hoover apparently showed up wearing one of the dresses that Vivien Leigh wore as Scarlett O’ Hara in the movie Gone With The Wind. The production ceased with a single phone call within 5 minutes of Hoover’s arrival.”

    “How very sad,” Renfield sipped his second glass of Scotch, “It sounds like the film would have been a great classic.”

    Lakota Sioux Princess Tanaka appearing in a scene in Orson Welles’ unfinished Film Noir classic The Feather Casts A Giant Shadow.

    -A vampire novel chapter
    written by Christopher
    Wednesday June 9th
    2021.

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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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