Monday,
February 16, 2015
the
end
The fall
of Vincent Blackwell
I never
said I was more than I am, do what I want and dont give a damn.
You’re
all so weak you know it makes me ill,dont like you now and probably
never will.you cheat and lie, and wonder why you cant sleep at night.
Youre
not well,Oh Vincent Blackwell ,and we can tell ,You’re not well,Oh
Vincent Blackwell why dont you burn in hell?.
I am
asinner who just loves to sin, I am a fighter who just loves to win.
I am the
truth about this crummy hole,theres nothing here that cant be bought
or sold, youre cold and mean, and in between youre rotten to the
core.
Youre
not well, Oh Vincent Blackwell, and we can tell, youre not well, Oh
Vincent Blackwell, why dont you burn in hell?
Youre a
victim, a real disgrace, you should be banished from the human race.
We’ll
drink to sorrow then well drink to waste, we’ll drink a toast to
the inhuman race, here’s to the world and the times we’re in,
here’s to the kid a real man among men. You’re cold and mean, and
in between you’re rotten to the core.
You’re
not well,Oh Vincent Blackwell and we can tell. You’re not well, Oh
Vincent Blackwell, why dont you burn in hell?
Friday,
March 21, 2014
intro
“Vincent”
Starry
starry night paint your palette blue and grey, look out on a summers
day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows
on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffodils, catch the breeze
and the winter chills, in colors on the snowylinenland, and now i
understand what you tried to say to me, how you suffered for your
sanity. How you tried to set yhem free,they would not listen, they
did not know how, perhaps they’ll listyen now , for they could
notlove you, but still your love was true, and when no hope was left
in sight on that starry starry night, you took your life , as lovers
often do; but I could have told you Vincent, this world was never
meant for one as beautiful as you
Starry
starry night,flaming flow’rs that brightly blaze, swirling clouds
in violet haze reflect in Vincent’s eyes of China blue.
Colors
changing hue, morning fieldfs of amber grain, weathered faces lined
inpain, are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand.
And
now I understand what you tried to say to me, how you suffered for
your sanity, how you tried to set them free.they would not listen,
they did not know how,perhaps they’ll listen now.
Starry,
starry night,portraits hung in empty halls, frameless heads on
nameless walls. With eyes that watch the world and can’t
forget.like the strangers that you’ve met, the ragged men in ragged
clothes, the silver thorn of bloody rose, lie crushed and broken on
the virgin snow.and now I think I know,what you tried to say to me,
how you suffered for your sanity, how you tried to set them free,
they would not listen, they´re not list´ning still, perhaps they
never will.
Wednesday,
January 25, 2012
United
States of Amsterdam
Foreword
It was
on the last day of the year V A.S. that Vincent was born.
According to dr. LaVey he was born a Satanist. As he stated in his
New Religion: Satanists are born not made. They were the Bad Boys who
were Hungry like the Wolf and did it Their Own Way. On that day an
aircraft (Pakistan International Airlines) lost altitude and impacted
about 300 feet (90 meters) short of the runway. Seven of the 31
passengers were killed.
He was
the eldest son in his family, which consisted of three children. Both
his parents were born in 1946 and both are doing well. He has a 2
years younger brother, who works as a social worker. And a 5
years younger sister, who works as a psychiatrist in Rotterdam The
Netherlands. He sees his brother and sister a couple of times a year.
They both are single and do not have any children. His father was
engineer, who used to worked for Shell, is now retired and lives in
the South of France. His mother suffers from hypochondria-sis and is
chronically psychiatric ill.
Both his
grandmothers are still alive. His grandfather, a Jewish descendant,
from mothers side of the family committed suicide by shooting himself
in the head, while he was visiting a doctor. He also was convinced
that he suffered from a somatic disease, which the doctors could not
trace.
in 1984
his family moved to the City of Hellevoetsluis while Vincent
Ferdinand was thirteen years of age,in 1976 they moved to Waddinxveen
where his parents and their children were not accepted, because
they were no Cristians, when Vincent was 15 years of age his parents
divorced vincent and his brother and sisters whent to stay with his
father, because his mother was suffering from her mental disease.
Vincent
has used his share of illegal drugs (though most drugs are not very
illegal in the Netherlands). He started using marijuana in 1987.
After having experienced a bad trip induced by LSD aged 18 he was
depressed for almost 2 years. At that time he was dating a beautiful
girl named Jasmijn who helped him recover from this
episode. He occasionally uses heroin, which reduces this aggressive
noise between his ears.and beyond his eyes , Vincent is ambivalent
about his drug use.
Psychiatry
Vincent
suffers from psychosis since June 1992. With his current
medication and his relative abstinence from other drugs he is doing
very well. He spends a lot time making music, writing on his books
and collecting music, books and films.
Church
of Satan
In 1987
he talked with a friend, a drummer in a hard-rock band and a
potential-member of the Hells-Angels, who told him about the “Kerk
van Satan Amsterdam”(Church of Satan). After having heard of this
Satanic church he at one time being in Amsterdam decided to give this
Satanic Church a visit (see episode). He regularly went to visit the
Satanic-Church in Amsterdam and after he reached the age of 18 he
performed his first and only ritual in the church with the assistance
with a true priest of Satan. He still performs private rituals in his
own home in front of his personal Satanic Altar. In 1999 he became a
member of the American Church of Satan and is one of the many
notorious red card holders. At that time the lifetime fee
was $100. On October 18th 2001, the Black House on San Francisco was
demolished, after the death of dr. Lavey (1997, 67 years of age).
In 2002 he received his Warlock degree (second degree Satanist) via
der Kirche Satans.
1948
He
started working on this book in June 2002. He was inspired, having
read The exorcist (William
Peter Blatty).
He wanted to create his own book or work of art. Ever since he has
been writing on his debut novel which he finished in June 2012.
He recently has started working on his second novel: “40 +”
Lionel
A.C. Nurmohamed,
psychiatrist
United
States of Amsterdam ’1948′ Episode
zero
It was new years day in the morning of the year 2011 and Vincent was
still asleep in his grandmother’s house in Amsterdam-center, it was
still his birthday and had became 40 years of age, his Grandmothers
age was ninety-something she was awake and filling the table with
leftovers from the night before, old year’s eve was pleasant and
the year 2011 made it extra special because ancient Indians from
latin-south -America predicted a long-long time ago thus 2012 would
be the end of mankind. 2012 was predicted as the beginning of the end
of mankind, and of course Vincent the ‘Warlock’ took this
prediction seriously created by the ancient south-American ‘*(the
MAYA’S') Indians from the past, many fortune-tellers predicted the
end of the world and for example rock n roll musicians wrote
song-lyrics about the beginning of the end, which should be 2012.
R.J.Dio, a singer of the age of rock sung about the end of the world
and called today’s rock maniacs the ‘last in line’. ‘Oh they
say that’s it’s over, and the end is close to be, were gods
children, children of the sea’(black Shabbath). Vince slowly awoke,
he had some deep sleep, he had a wonderful dream, it was a dream
about a sort of fairy tale, he was watching a different planet in
outer space, God and his Goddess, both dressed in black dresses
watching to their creation of happy children without any sexes,not
female neither male, they were white skinned, blue eyed with blond
hair and they were naked and dancing in a circle on the grass
while a star(sun) was shining powerful, it reminded Vincent of the
Garden of Eve, it looked like a paradise lost. He was breathing
heavily threw his nose when his Grandmother entered the room slowly
and careful. ‘Vincent Ferdinand?’, ‘Are you awake?’ and then
‘it’s your 40St birthday my child, you should enjoy this new
years day!’. He opened his mouth wide open and took a deep breath,
the rising sun was filling ancient Amsterdam with dim light.
Amsterdam ,the city where the grass is green and the girls are
pretty. He stepped out of bed and put on a t-shirt what said ‘MASTER
of DISASTER’, and he put on his blue jeans and black white striped
Nike’s , he felled a happy man this beautiful morning the first
morning of the year 2011, 1 January. “Morning Grandma!’, ‘thank
god we are living souls and may we both of us praise this wonderful
new years day grandma!’. His Grandma was as always dressed in black
, she was getting elder and elder of age ninety-three, but still
clever of thoughts and still active in bicycling and still driving
her black Toyota, she was the mother of his father whom was born in
1946 ,June his mother was born on oct.1946, the so called
‘Baby-boomers’, and Vincent Ferdinand was born on 31 Dec 1970,
exactly 9 months after the marriage of his parents in April 1970,
Grandma was a wise old lady born during the first world war and
raised as a child in Amsterdam, before the second world war she
married a criminal, whom was malafide,and addicted to alcohol,
gambling and tabak,after the war she left him to marry my Grandfather
in 1948 The night before ,on 31 Dec. all family from his father were
celebrating old year’s eve in grand mamma’s penthouse. there was
plenty enough food and alcoholics , we all were talking a lot about
politics, president Barack Obama, Iraq, and football. Vincent stroke
a Lucifer and hit his tabak, the tabak tasted heavily because it was
his first burning tabak for today. He watched out of the window
and looked straight into the Jordaan, on the other side of the water
was the Jordaan. Also he could clearly see the western tower
church, this church stood 20 meters removed from the Anne Frank’s
house & hiding attic. Anne Frank used to write about the western
tower church in her diary, it must be said it is the up-most
beautiful building of all that is built in the city of Amsterdam.
Vincent’s grandfather & family were all members of the western
tower church, and his grandfather used to be inside a couple of
believers whom represented the so called “The elder one’s”. The
streets were full of snow which gave the street a beautiful sight,
Vincent felled happy because his grandma gave him 50 Eurodollars and
the price of a pretty black prostitute was only 25 Eurodollar, he
himself preferred black pretty woman above the white ones, the white
ones asked 50 Eurodollar for having sex in the red-light district. He
was having dinner with roasted bread and put the cheese on the
roasted bread, it tasted delightful, it tasted for more food, there
were left-over’s from old year’s eve, such as fish, French cheese
and caviar. The neighbors were family of Johan Cruijff,infact the
mother-in-law of Johan Cruijff was Miss Koster, the neighbor of the
grandmother of Vincent’s. The Jordaan looked beautiful outside the
window, he and his grandmother were sitting in the living room and
they were discussion the history of the 20th century, last night
before he felt in sleep Vincent had been reading a paper book about
Josif Stalin. One of the up-most anti-Christ’s was without a doubt
Josif Stalin, but even Stalin was once a young rebel whom wanted to
make the world a better place but as a lot of young rebels whom
intentions were good he ended into the Evil empire. Vincent told his
grandma thus the up-most evil of the century were all those pedophile
cath ‘lick roman priests, whom had broken many innocent
victims, these victims were suffering as an adult and they were angry
about the evil priests, Judas priests, some victims couldn’t live
with their sexual abused childhood memories and some went even so far
that they took their own lives by committing suicide, because they
felt so sick dirty, abused and misunderstood in our society. His
grandmother agreed with the evil doing by pedophile roman cath’lick
priests , but his grandmother was a young adult through the
second world war and she knew about the holocaust and told Vincent
thus there were written dangerous episodes in the bible, so she
explained that the Muslims are not the only evil doers the Christians
can be evil as well. His beloved grandmother was always dressed in
black clothes, and each 31 December she told Vincent that she could
remember his birth like it was yesterday because Vincent was born as
the eldest grandson in Holland. He kissed his grandmother
and walked down the stairs and opened the door and he closed the
door, the air was cold and again he took a Lucifer to strike his
tabak and walked satisfied through the jordaan, then he went into the
Rozengracht were was a music store selling guitars and over here
within the Dijkman music-centre he bought his first guitar in 1984.
As he watched through the window of Dijkman music-center he saw a
beautiful black Gibson Flying-V and walked on. Inside the Rozengracht
there was a music store selling cheap records, and as always he
bought one or two heavy-metal albums. He simply felt a happy man
watching all the snow falling down and passed by the hiding attic of
Anne Frank, he took a photograph of the statue of iron of Anne Frank
whom stood in front of the western tower church and he passed on, he
was entering the famous Scientology Church to tell them not to worry
about the year 2012 because the MAYA”S were making mistakes by
calculating the end of mankind he wished the Scientology the best
wishes for 2011, he remembered the album of the Canadian metal group
Rush whom named one of their best concept albums ‘2112’, Rush
song lyrics were written by their drummer named Neil Part, and
this band created the best heavy-metal during the 70’s.As he walked
on he saw the palace of the Queen with a statue of Atlas on the top,
which reminded him not to carry all the problems of planet earth upon
his shoulders, even not as being the chosen one, or the divine
one, chosen by an indo-European wizard in September 1996, his
tele-phone was inside his pocket Vincent was waiting on a phone call
from his nephew named Matthias, Matthias lived in the city close to
the palace of the Queen, Vincent passed by the castle of the Queen he
saw the monument of the second world war, the statue of piece, he was
getting closer to the statue of peace and started to read the words
of peace, Then his phone rang and it was his nephew Matthias.
“Hello Vincent? Where are you now?” Vincent answered “I am
sitting at the back of the monument of peace with my violin”
Matthias spoke” I will be with you inside 5 minutes, I was visiting
a friend which was a larger visit as I had foreseen”, while
Vincent was waiting their suddenly came a giant rebel from Amsterdam
he spoke to Vincent:”Am I right to believe your nephew just
called you?”spoke the giant rebel.“Yes that’s correct. But whom
are you? Are you someone special? Asked Vincent, but the Giant rebel
ran away towards a taxi driver and he vanished into the void. Vincent
now realized his tele-phone was being tapped, of course he could not
tell his nephew Matthias about this giant football rebel, whom
was properly a secret agent of the C.I.A. Then came his nephew
Matthias, they shake hands, they didn’t seen each other for about a
year ago, Vincent was a little paranoid but his strong faith inside
the satanic church which he would visit later at midnight, first he
was looking for a new year’s love inside the red-light-district,
together he and his nephew passed into the streets of the heart
of the city, Vincent got from his new doctor dr.Hans v/d Ploeg a
Viagra 25 mg but he took two Viagra he swallowed 50 mg and his eyes
were watching the pretty black females, they passed by the church of
the Christian Chinese .In the same street there stood strong the
church of Satan but there was nobody home yet, he used to be involved
within with his dark brothers and sisters since he reached the age of
16, he passed further to seek and to have sex with a pretty black
prostitute. Thirst they went into a coffee shop to smoke some skunk,
the shop was relaxed and the skunk tasted well, after an hour
or so the Viagra started to reach his top to penetrate. They walked
further and on his mind was only one thing, a woman! A pretty woman!
He asked a woman, ”Hi sweat leaf! How do you do? He watched inside
her black eyes her lips were black as well she was wearing pink
underwear and her black skin was beautiful, the woman answered,
“Hello, you naughty playboy, are you ready for a good sex-party?,
‘sure I am ready, I want to love you and to hold you, I pay you 30
Eurodollar, a little extra”. He entered the small room and the
woman washed the penis of Vincent his penis was rising into a
sat-ans-penis, the woman seemed to have pleasure to be beloved and
she blowed the brains of Vincent. When he was finished he kissed the
woman and blessed her Vincent was feeling very well because of the
good sexuality he made with the dark-skinned woman, the Viagra even
felt better than any xtc, he was feeling stoned caused by the Skunk
they smoked, Vincent took a few photographs of the church of Satan
and afterwards they went back to the house of his nephew which
was in the center of the Jordaan. The house of his niece was very
small but very nice and they drunk a cup of thee, listened to some
music of the red hot chili peppers, Vincent laid down on a bank and
he needed some sleep, he was a little tired of all emotions he went
through these days. For tonight he was going to sleep in his nephews
house but before he would visit the satanic church again, the
next day he would visit his Grandmother and say her goodbye, the next
day 2 January he would return to the city of the Hellion(Zeeland),
after all he had a real nice birthday on old year’s eve, and the
new years day was also one to remember. His nephew Matthias
would bring him home again with the use of grand mamma’s
automobile. Vincent knew that the mother of Paul Stanley, the
front-man of ‘KISS’, also lived in Amsterdam ,they smoked another
big joint filled with ‘Skunk’ and Vincent kept on dreaming on the
sofa thinking of the pretty dark lady he had sexual contact with this
day and he felt good. When he woke up it was already 6 o’clock,
first he stroked a Lucifer to hit his tabak his nephew had an
alcoholic bottle of liquor and together they celebrated and drunk on
this new year. Suddenly Vincent got some inspiration to write his
emotions on a paper about a ho-spic-nurse from the Brooklyn hospital
whom used to visit the house of Vincent every Tuesday,his name was
Godfried Mulish he was aged 60 and he had a father whom was original
a German, and he would visit Vincent again next Tuesday 3 January, he
was only having a look about Vincent’s household and to take a look
at the state of his mind, and of course at last Godfried Mulish wrote
his experiences on a computer so dr.Hans v/d Ploeg was aware
about Vincent’s his state of well-being, only once a month he had
contact with dr.Hans v/d Ploeg Vincent wrote his emotions about the
hospic-nurse mr.Godfried. (Sie, Godfried Mulish,sie sind
eine verdachtige Person Meinst du auch nicht? Sie konnen sich
vorstellen,wie ich erschrak.Erst wage , dan wage. Es tut mir leid,
nach reiflicher uberlegung die Richtigkeit einer Behauptung zu
prufen. Ich habe mich geiirt bis zum Krankheit, der Tur steht offen
das ich etwas fur er aufheben. Ein ernstes Wort: Bist du verruckt?
Meine zeit ist knapp, das gefallt mir nicht.Mein plicht zufalliger
weise ein Formular erfullen, Was sol das bedeuten? Eine blutige
Schlacht! Fur er ernstiche krankheit! Heil Blitzkrieg!) ,it was
getting later and the sky turned into darkness, it was closer to
midnight and Vincent Ferdinand prepared himself for his
visit to the Satanic Church, of course he had to leave Matthias so he
laid his telephone on the desk in the living room because he knew
very well thus the C.I.A.. could follow him everywhere so long he was
carrying his mobile-phone, Vincent was aware of this , because there
was kept a secret with him and the Church of Satan not to break the
oath of secrets. Vincent explained a little about his visit towards
the red light- district, and so Matthias understood, Vincent would
return after midnight, after twelve o’clock, after the
witching hour in darkness. As he passed by all those pretty
prostitutes, he had only one thing on his mind which was a Satanic
ritual. The Church of Satan stood strong & painted black in the
center of the heart of Amsterdam. The symbols of Satan where painted
in white on the black painted Satanic church, Vincent walked
downwards to the front door and he rang the bell, it was two minutes
to midnight and the moon was visible in the sky. The door became
opened by the black skinned pretty dark black-magick-woman whom was
sister Natas, she recognized Vincent Ferdinand and she spoke:”Welcome
inside brother Vincent!, we were expecting your visit,
congratulations with your birthday”, she spoke. “Heil
Natas! Spoke he in return ,”Heil Vincent! She replied, Vincent
stepped inside and closed the front door of the ritual chamber, he
put out his clothes and took a Dracula costume and dressed himself
into the costume which was colored red on the inside and black on the
outside. He stood in a small office where a human skull stood upon a
table, there were hanging several Dracula costumes against the black
wall, first sister Natas washed the feet of Vince , inside there was
the ritual chamber with a red colored floor, and the walls were all
black, there stood a round table with 13 chairs around it, in the
ritual room there stood a white statue of Maria, the mother of God,
she carried a young child in her arms whom was of course Jesus of
Nazareth, only the head of Maria, the mother of God, her head was cut
off by an ax, there was a man dressed in black with a long black
beard, his name was Judas and he was the priest. They sat down
around the table and Vincent spoke’ my tele-phone is being tapped
by the C.I.A. today they informed me about this activity but I
must confess they trust me and I trust them vice-versa. We
should not forget we are a nation in war with extreme-terror Muslims
whom are the true anti-Christ’s, so out of free will I have
chosen to help the FBI in our war against terrorism, at least I chose
a side which I believe it is the right side to fight terrorism, we
have nothing to hide or to fear towards the F.B.I., we are accepted
by justice to practice our religion, we don’t practice anything
which is against the law or against our society, we have freedom of
religion and we have freedom of speech, we must not forget I was a
victim of terrorism on the 12th of
September 2001, I was under attack!, in my village some Muslims
believe I am a dangerous Satanist , so when I got the change to
co-arbeit with the F.B.I. I agreed ,for examples I believe in the
reading of my tarot-cards and by these I write Diagnoses about
evil-doers or about important persons , and I tell them about the
visions I witness. Okay, I understand that some members of our
Satanic-church are afraid to be watched, to be followed and to
be phone-tapped, but I fight my own war against terrorism by
helping the F.B.I. where-ever I can, at least I have chosen a
side of war against (potential) terrorists and child molesting sexual
predators and all others whom are pronounced as being evil in a sick
way , I feel a little sorry for you two, brother Judas and sister
Natas, but we in Amsterdam we have nothing to hide towards the
F.B.I., spoke Vincent Ferdinand. “wait a minute’, spoke Judas
(the priest), ‘I understand your situation about your war on
terrorism, so long you confess to us what you are exactly busy with
within your contact with your malafide friends from the F.B.I.,
we don’t wish to be disturbed while we practice our rituals neither
we wish to be followed or being phone-tapped, but I agree we are the
western world, our religion is a religion based upon western
mystique, but we must be aware of the danger of the federal police
since 11 Sept.,it’s a fact that properly the F.B.I. or
the N.S.A. totally destroyed the black house of our formal
high-priest A.S.La Vey on 18th October
2001 San Francisco. They properly think we are a fanatic and
dangerous organization of anti-Christ’s, the Christian church
of the U.S.A. never been happy with the Church of Satan, besides
these same Christians whom have high places in politics, fooled the
world after 9/11, Saddam wasn’t guilty on 9/11 and he wasn’t into
the possessions of nuclear 45 minutes scud-rockets filled with
antrax, they shouldn’t hang Saddam , they should have had arrest
Saddam and brought him to justice in Den Haag instead of
hanging him on 30 December. Vincent spoke: ‘before the second
gulf war started around November 2002 , I got connected with the
F.B.I. and I had foreseen a few facts which I told them such as the
gulf-war on Iraq should begin in March 2003, I understood 11
September changed the United States, The USA was like a sleeping
giant whom was suddenly stroke by terrorism and the USA and the
pentagon were angry and they blamed it on (potential)
terrorists and on evil dictators like Mr. Saddam,so they had a
good reason to invade Iraq and to hang Saddam, but we should not
forget September 1974 in Germany where during the Olympic
games all sportive Jews from Israel were slaughtered by Palestinians
like they were animals and Israel was being fooled in front of
whole the wide-world, and those same anti-Jewish anti-Christians
attacked the USA on September, which were both called “Black
September”, now the terrorists whom were fanatic Muslims attacked
the USA ,because in the Arab world the United States citizens are
being called “American Jews”, because of the U.S. support to the
Israeli’s, it was sad but true 11 September 2001 changed the
world for-ever, but these days during the second gulf war I saw
a few positive events like the army’s of today are fighting a good
war to bring peace and democracy, for example I saw a picture of
Japanese soldiers between Dutch soldiers and they were fighting
and working together to create the world in a better planet, whom
could ever thought of such events during world war II? And of
course the German soldiers who are fighting for a good case to bring
peace and to support the local people by bringing them safety
and teachings of democracy, and George.W. Bush and Bill Clinton are
secretly members of this satanic cult named ‘The Skull
and The Bones”, whom are a religious, occult underground cult, at
last I don’t believe in the end of the world in 2012, but I remain
a prophet of doom and I believe the Maya’s created a miscalculation
of one hundred years, which must be 2112, and for the world of today
there are rising many civil-wars in Africa and in the middle –east,
it used to be named the “Yashmine” revolution, so if the
USA ,Canada,Australia,Japan and the United Nations keep on fighting
together with the rebels this century will be the last age of
dictator-ships, simply you can call it ‘the zeit-geist’,spoke
Vincent. “But how did you came in contact within the
federal-police?”,asked Judas, “well that is in fact a weird
story”, told Vincent, “I came in contact by a computer at the
therapy-center,and there were a few Schitzo’s whom were connecting
the F.B.I. because they believed during their psychoses they
were into the possession of secrets of the hiding places of
Antrax(ed)-45 minutes scut rockets in Babylon, so the federal police
kept an eye on the computers at the therapy- center because some
fools were maybe close to secret information, and just
incidental after I finished my debut-roman, I touched a button and
then I got connected within the federal-police, and without a doubt I
knew it was the F.B.I. because in Washington DC, the head-office of
the F.B.I.they are into the possession of the world’s most
powerful computer, while thinking it over what decisions I should
made I heard the voice of mine American elder uncle and I heard him
say, “But he’s my brother!, and because of this voice through the
Microsoft-computer I decided to risk my life and to support the
F.B.I. as best as I could, and today it is almost already ten years
ago I started to support the F.B.I. forever and ever”,”
What is it we can do for you Vincent? Asked sister Natas,”well,I
just want to share my secrets with you , because I can’t tell them
to doctors whom are in the power to use evil-minded influence
to put me in the silence room again and to tormentor me, further I
like to perform with the both of you a satanic-ritual to protect me
from evil influences ant to take away the pain I innocently suffer”,
lets meditate together around this table so we prepare ourselves for
a ritual for Vincent, Judas the priest would perform a satanic ritual
out of the bible of Satan written by A.S.la Vey. Let us carry the
sign of Cain upon our flesh, for we will fight the unjust,.
“let there be silence” spoke the priest, Judas, and Natas
whom was the black witch and Vincent whom was the wizard(male black
witch) , Judas picked up the satanic bible and rang the witch-bell
ten times and he started to raise his voice to give power to the
ritual. he spoke” With the anger of anguish and the wrath of the
stifled, I pour forth my voices, wrapped in rolling thunder , that
you may hear! Oh great lurkers in the darkness, oh guardians of the
way, oh minions of the might of Thoth! Move and appear! Present
yourselves to use in your benign power, in behalf of one who believes
and is stricken with torment. Isolate him in the bulwark of your
protection, for he is under serving of anguish and desires it not.
Let that which bears against him be rendered powerless and
devoid of substance. Succor him through fire and water, earth an air,
to regain what he has lost. Strengthen with fire the narrow of our
friend and companion our comrade of the left-hand Path. Through the
power of Satan let the earth and its pleasures re-enter his being.
Allow his vital salts to flow unhampered, that he may savor the
carnal nectar’s of his future desires. Strike dumb his adversary,
formed or formless, that he may emerge joyful and strong from
that which afflicts him. Allow no misfortune to allay his path,
for he is of us , and therefore to be cherished. Restore him to power
, top joy, to unending dominion over the reverses that have
possessed him. Build around and within him the exultant radiance that
will herald his emergence from the stagnant morass which engulfs him.
This we command, in the name of Satan, whose mercies flourish and
whose sustenance will prevail! As Satan reigns so shall his own name
as this sound: Vincent Ferdinand Blackwell is the vessel whose flesh
is as the earth: life everlasting, world without end! Shemhamforash!
Heil Satan!”spoke Judas.”Heil Satan!”spoke Natas,”Heil
Satan “spoke Vincent, and then Judas rang the witch-bell ten times.
Then there was a silence, the black candle was burning and the smell
of burning Hasj were ending the succeeded ritual, Vincent closed his
eyes and was concentrating on the words which Judas had been speaking
and Vincent was feeling satisfied. ”How are you feeling
right now brother Vincent ?”,asked sister Natas friendly and
interested,”Well sister Natas,I feel a lot more self-esteem, I am
so thankful to the both of you because finally I am able to speak
without Angst, This ritual and our conversations we’ve had, has
done me more than only good, for I am a strong believer in the
black-flame we call Satan, and I realize very well thus as well in
true Satanism and as being a informant to support the American
Federal-Police it makes me feel usable, not used or abused or
useless, but finally in the end I realize at least I am
somebody-special” Vincent kissed both hands of Judas and Nat as, he
put out the Dracula-cape, put on his clothes and left the
satanic-church, the witching hour was over because it was one
o’clock, the darkness and the red-light of the room prostitution’s
mixed with the fallen snow made him a simply happy Satanist, he had
20 Eurodollar left and bought a package of Mexican- magic-mushrooms,
in Zeeland there weren’t any magic-mushrooms for sale and for
tonight he was swallowing magic-mushrooms so he might be in touch
again with female-English spoken angels, why was he always hearing
female voices speaking English?, that’s because English is a
universal language, and the English language is spoken by angels,
because almost every-one on earth is able to understand
English-spoken-words, besides could you imagine angels speaking
Chinese? Such
like,”ping-pong,ying-yang,tan-tan,Mao-mao,honky-tonky?”, no that
doesn’t sound like the language of the angels and demons, besides
the island called “Avalon”, is an island of everlasting
peace and an everlasting spring close to the south of England, where
the souls of dead hero’s are forever lasting in heaven.(heaven is
full of hero’s, and hell is full of fools, looking back in history
books, its seems there’s nothing new, please let our mother planet
live, Maybe, it’s not too late, to learn how to love and forget how
to hate)” Vincent felt happy because he reached the age of 40 years
which happens only once in a life-time to enter mankind’s second
youth. He realized his birthday at 2010 and his new year’s day 2011
would be the first day of the rest of his life, and he knew now he
was aged 40 everyday would be like a new re-birth-day, when a man
reaches the age of 40 he will behave himself like he has become 18
years of age, the second youth, the Second Spring*(see & read
episode II *”’1948) he walked slowly passing by in the night, and
he entered the Jordaan where he found the apartment of his friendly
nephew Matthias and he rang the bell he stepped inside the small
house walked above upon the stairs and entered the living room. “Have
you succeeded in your operation in the red-light-district?”asked
Matthias, ‘Oh, hell I have, as the matter a fact, I have so many
youth memories towards the City of Amsterdam, and especially of the
red-light-district, I thank both Satan, and God, I finally see the
light at the end of the tunnel of broken dreams, now I realize I’ve
had a good life the first 40 years with many, many positive events,
and now I have reached the second episode of life, I feel like
being born again, I feel like being young & strong and I will
feel this emotion for the rest of everyday of the rest of
2011,everyday is like a new day to start all over again and I will
work as best as I can to realize my dreams and to forget my night
-mares of my youth, I will love the just, and curse the unjust, in
the name of Satan, I am alive!”
Episode
zero chapter two “The final solution”(arbeit macht frei)
1.1.Introduction
The
work-site is very important. The surroundings in which one has to
work we call the labor conditions
-if the
place where you work is fine, then the labor conditions are o.k. The
labor conditions are bad if one does not find it pleasant.
-Even
more important: is the work safe?
-Working
safely is nicer than dangerous work.
The
employer has to take care for good information and instructions for
his employees.
Safety:
how tedious it is : absolute safety does not exist.
Health:
health can deteriorate if there is, for instance , too much noise and
bad illumination.
Good
labor conditions are for the benefit of both employee and employer.
People
get ill less easy.
They do
the work with pleasure and therefore work better.
They do
not quickly apply for another job.
Well-being:
if the work is not nice, one can get ill of it.
So the
well-being at the work is bad: if one has few or no contact with
colleagues.
If one
does not know what the work implies, or what the end-product is.
If one
does monotonous work.
If there
is insufficient daylight on the work-floor.
If one
has insufficient tools.
Prevention:
– a good education and know what one does.
1.
Ever-make use of means of protection.
2.Place
signs of warning if dangerous labor takes place.
3.Place
prohibitory signs for open fire.
4.Cover
up open pits or place signs of warning.
The
employer:
1.should
inform you sufficiently about the work.
2.should
point out the dangers and how you can guard yourself against
accidents.
3.should
offer you good labor conditions.
4.should
provide safe machinery.
5.should
provide good means of protection.
6.prevent
that the work is monotonous.
7.take
care that you can have contact with your colleagues.
8.take
measures to protect visitors and personnel against dangers on the
worksite.
9.take
care of a work-site, which is as safe as possible for you and your
colleagues.
10.registrate
accidents and near-accidents and occupational diseases and serious
accidents.
Obligations
of the employee:
May not
bring himself or third parties in danger.
Should
use means of protection.
Should
deal safely with machines, tools, material/products, toxic
substances.
Should
keep to instructions and rules.
Should
always take seriously instructions about safety.(if the work can be
safer or healthier , one should report this to the employer.)
Right to
work interruption
There
are two conditions for the right of work interruption:
-If
there is direct danger.
-The
labor inspection cannot appear in time.
Steps,
that should be taken:
-Stop
working.
-Warn
colleagues.
-Report
the direct executive.
1-there
must always be available enough fresh water.
2-there
must always be available enough fresh air.
Episode
zero chapter III-The genesis sinners
On the
six day Jehovah created men, because he thought that nature and
planet earth were so perfect that now man could enjoy it. So
Adam and Eve were created to Jehovah’s image to enjoy all beauty in
nature as male and female in Paradise in the midst of trees, plants
and animals. Paradise was between the rivers, the Euphrates and the
Tigris. The human couple lived here, they were both naked , but they
were not ashamed(not yet!) Jehovah was curious how they would name
all things and all beauty that he had created. Adam and Eve started
to name all beauty that they saw and so he named his Willie a penis
and Eve her cunt a vagina. Adam named his muscles and Eve her
breasts. After they had named everything they got tired and went to
sleep under the starry night. Next day they walked in the field,
where the trees stood with their fruits. They stood in front of the
apple tree and looked hungrily at the beautiful big apples. Jehovah
had said to them that they were allowed to eat from all beautiful
trees, except from this apple tree, because then they would die and
be unconscious of anything. Hungrily they looked with greediness at
the shining fruit, when suddenly they heard a serpent hiss. Now this
serpent was the most sly of all animals in the field, but Adam and
Eve did not know, because they had not received knowledge of right
and wrong of their Creator, they trusted the speaking serpent as
children do and saw no wrong in him.”What are you doing?” the
serpent asked the human couple in a sly voice. Eve told the serpent
that they wanted to eat something nice, but that Jehovah had given
them the commandment to eat from all trees except from this one apple
tree, because Jehovah said:”on the day that you eat from this tree
you will definitely die and you will be unconscious of anything!”.The
serpent, who felt equal to Jehovah and sly enough to set up Eve
against Jehovah’s commandments, put the loyalty of the human couple
to the test to defy Jehovah’s infallibility and to show the
daylight of the infallibility to Jehovah’s youngest creation. The
serpent said slyly :‘ children, you should not believe everything
that Jehovah says!”. And he goes on to speak,:”you had better
listen to my experience and wisdom instead of assuming all that crap
from Jehovah”, and hissing the serpent spoke:”I do not believe in
dying, I know that you, as a human couple, are immortal. So eat a
nice apple, sweet child o’ mine. Also I believe that by eating of
this tree you shall get knowledge of good and evil, just like me, so
then you don’t need the so-called sins of Jehovah anymore. Because,
after eating of the fruit of this tree you shall become equal to
Jehovah by your newly obtained knowledge and I assure you again that
you will definitely not die!”, thus the serpent. Then Eve picked an
apple and ate thereof , she persuaded Adam to also taste and the ripe
apple was nice, so they ate as many as they could and the serpent
disappeared in the field. At last, they got the awareness of the
difference between good and evil and they also understood that they
had sinned, but they did not fear death and by the obtained knowledge
they felt infallible and wise, so that they must have felt themselves
equal to Jehovah and immortal. They saw that each animal, man and
woman was exited to copulate, they got conscious of their sexual
nature and behaved as the animals in the field so they indulged their
desires and they enjoyed their sexual appetites, and it felt good.
Eve lost blood through Adams deflowering, Because of Eve’s bleeding
she felt ashamed for Adam. So they decided to search leaves to cover
their genitals and thus happened. Although they felt divine through
their knowledge and wisdom, they feared the Creator, because they had
violated the commandments and they hid themselves when the Creator
called their names, Jehovah said to them:”Why are you hiding for
me? Appear, so that I can see you”. Jehovah walked in the twilight
and stood still in front of the bushes, he signed and the human
couple appeared with a leaf in front of their genitals. Jehovah asked
why they wore a leaf.”You sinners”, he said. “now you will
become mortals and be sent out of Paradise”.”But we are innocent,
the serpent is guilty”, Eve said.”innocent is no excuse”, said
Jehovah and he placed an angel with a flaming sword in front of the
second forbidden tree, that of knowledge of life and death, in order
that the human couple could no longer dispose of immortality, but
will die, Furthermore, he said,: ‘Eve shall give birth to children
with a lot of pain. You shall have to work for a living and you can
no longer enter Paradise and you shall grow old until death. Go and
multiply and populate the Earth, but you are condemned. Also I shall
mislead you, the serpent, which is Satan, is your only true God. Now
Satan’s will to be God is executed. Let him mislead the whole of
humanity and defy with promises about good, evil and immorality. I,
the Creator of everything feels disappointingly and betrayed,
therefore I will create a new Heaven and Earth without pain, sorrow
an death!”
Episode
zero chapter IV-the “big” next day (the 12th of
September 2001)
On the
11th of
September 2001 the world was shocked on this fatal day(except the
Palestinians and some Muslims like Saddam), this day was the first
day inside the 21st century
which undoubtedly changed our living society, the United States whom
were too sleepy to believe the burning twin towers as an attack on
their nation from the inside, suddenly the U.S. was woken up from
their sleep by a deadly terror-strike, of course the U.S.A. were
screaming for vengeance, but whom were the enemy? It was a new enemy,
this enemy strike didn’t have a face a flag or a nation, this time
it came from the inside and it stroke the USA heavily, although
during Bill Clinton they were already fighting against the ‘evil
axes’, which was Usama Bin Laden, and our old enemy Mr.Saddam
Hussein. It is sad but true but this accidental terrorism will be our
new enemy, I don’t believe in world war III, but I realize this
will be the last age of dictatorship and the first to attack to
defend themselves was the second gulf war, but now Saddam is dead and
Iraq is into a civil war, Bin Laden is dead, Gadhaffi is dead, so the
storm troopers from the USA and Europe are fighting a battle without
a clear face of the enemy. The biggest and most dangerous terrorists
are white skinned blond haired and blue eyed, just like mr.Anders
Breivik whom blown up the center of Oslo and who killed many innocent
children, these kinds of enemy is more seldom and more rare than
terrorists whom try to kill the economic system of the white blue
eyed mankind. I, myself was under attack of terrorism on the 12th of
September 2001, it was the “big “next day, I was so scared I even
didn’t phone the local-police, the only thing I thought of was to
defend myself by hiding behind a mirror whom stood against the
window, I don’t really know why I was under fire, properly of the
dark name I carry in my hometown, at least I knew my only true
friends were the government of the US, it made me think for a longer
period of time, even thou my 12th
September .counter-terror , ten years after 9/11 there did not happen
any accidents on New York City.
Episode
zero –United States of Amsterdam -chapter V-The Black Madonna.
I was a
teenage Satanist and I praised the devil, I swallowed LSD and got an
occult experience, I saw a woman in the sky(in heaven) with blue
eyes, red lips, white skinned and she carried a black nuns cape, she
looked deeply in my soul and I adored this black Madonna, it seems
that she is named Melissa, I had never seen such beautiful like
her and this woman is my guardian-angel, in better and for
worse. I had performed a ritual, aged 18, together with a satanic
priest whom was dressed in a black dress and he had a long black
beard, it was in the evening and the priest let Vincent welcome in
the satanic church, the dark force was heavily available and the evil
spirits were dancing invisible in the darkness, the ritual of the
black Madonna took a little while, when Vincent felt the ritual was
finished he’d talked just a little with the satanic priest, the
darkness which was inside the ritual chamber was indescribable, but
Vincent felt satisfied because he had praised the black dressed nun.
Vincent left the satanic church and walked through the darkness
straight through the red-light-district, the prostitutes did not have
had any influence on him, because this night was a holy one. A cross
upon her bedroom wall, from grace she will fall. An image burning in
her mind and between her thighs. A dying God-man full of pain When
will you cum again? Before him beg to serve or please? On your back
or knees there’s no forgiveness for her sins prefers
punishment? Would you suffer eternally or internally? For her lust
she’ll burn in hell her soul done medium well all through mass
manual stimulation salvation Corpus Christi-she needs the body of
Christ. She’d like to know God Ooh love God feel her god inside of
her deep inside of her, Jesus Christ looks like me… Walking
through the city he’d felt diabolic because the ritual was a very
personal one, he came alone for the sculpture of Madonna who’s head
was cut off, so he tried to put the head of the with skinned nun,
Melissa, upon the image without a face of mother Mary and he felt
like the black dressed nun fit straight upon the headless image. It
all seems to close together, all things upon the right spot place.
His Father was still waiting by Vincent’s Grandmother and when
Vincent returned to his family he really felt like he had done
something real special, something to remember, something of once in a
life-time. The darkness possessed his mind, now there was no turning
back no-more, he had to hold tight and he remained to be
strong, from now on he was a true Satanist 1stdegree,
he was 18 and his life only just begun. He showed a big respect for
the black dressed priest, the priest was to Vincent like a movie star
was to a teenage-girl, the dark minded priest was fairly interested
in the young wizard which Vincent had became, the only problem was
thus the city of Amsterdam was quite a long distance towards the city
of the Hellion, but Vincent went frequently to his Grandmother and
there was nothing better than to meditate in front of the Church of
Satan and to relax with the help of some ‘SKUNK’ he used to
smoke, also he went mostly to a black-skinned prostitutes when he had
finished his satanic-meditation, but as soon as he turned 19 years of
age he deeply felt in love with Yashmine,their relationship was
focused on SKUNK, Satanism & heavy-metal. They both loved the
city of Amsterdam and their relationship went on until Vincent was 22
years of age(1993) at aged 23 things between Vincent and Jasmine went
terribly wrong and it was Vincent’s first time in 1994 to get
nursed inside the Brooklyn-hospital, it was only a short visit for
about 3 weeks before he returned to his brother Bas and their home,
in 1993 Vincent already had a weekly conversation within a
psychiatrist because Vincent was traumatized by these phantom-noises
between his ears which made him leave his successful punk rock act
named’bullshit propaganda’, he had to leave his friends and
wished them all the success they would get. The ears of Vincent were
being damaged out of jealousy on Vincent’s his success, Arnie had
let explode a forbidden fire-cracker beyond Vincent’s
his ears and so the damage was done, it was his upmost worst
experience in his 21st
first years. of his young adult life in June 1992
Episode
zero (the United States of Amsterdam) chapter 6-The M-animal (half
beast half man!.) today it was ‘the ‘day, it
was national animal day 4 October 2011, each animal day Father
Jack Osbourne had a meeting with his client Mr.Vincent Ferdinand, now
Vincent was 15 years ago treated for a bizarre psychoses’
inside the Brooklyn-hospital. Father Jack Osbourne spoke towards his
wife, ‘today, it’s again the day for a good conversation with
mr.Vincent ’oh oh oh’ sighed his woman .’You mean the notorious
client Mr. Vincent whom believes he turned into a werewolf?’, Yes
Yes, my manic-depressed Mr.Blackwell, God created the wicked!’,’Oh
Jack?’,’ Yes darling,please tell me something I don’t know ’,
‘do not forget to remember that this day grand-mamma will visit us
and stay to eat and sleep over our house, on 4 October you are always
so busy with devil worship and exorcism’. His wife continued
,’you are aware that our grand-mamma is a very descent Protestant
lady, so please no discussion about werewolves if you don’t mind!’,
it was .12.00 p.m. the sun stood strongly above, its warmth hits Jack
Osbourne his shaved face, the sweat dripped of his nose and he
caught an old sock and blew his nose which was filled with green-gray
slimy snot,’shall Mr.Vincent tell me the truth concerning his
psychosis about turning into a werewolf?, or is it a middle-aged
ancient legend?’ rev.Jack Osbourne knew that there are Satanists
whom call there selves a vampire and that there are satanic
festivals such as Halloween on 31 October where vampires drank warm
blood, so why shouldn’t werewolves exist such alike Vincent whom
could change in a wolf during full moon? Moreover why would Vincent
lie? Many legends which tell concerning a wolf ritual which must be
carried out at full-moon, Vincent says for already 15 years thus he
had once been changing in a wolf during full moon in 1996 during of
his state of mind whom was suffering schizophrenic and a
manic-depression, but he continues to believe to be changed into a
wolf, perhaps as he is foolish, however, this fool might be right.
Father J.Osbourne kissed his wife and picked up his coat within his
pocket there was the 2000 year old book of the new testament, Jesus
of Nazareth was spending most of its time casting out demons out of
possessed or schizophrenic people, but Jesus used the great Satan to
cast out demons and evil spirits as a result of which Jesus was deter
minded as a Satanist by the Jewish priests, how could someone using
the great Satan to expel evil spirits? Jesus was a wizard and he knew
that people would adore him forever as the son of Jehovah, as a
saint, as a savior, as the chosen one and besides what many people
don’t realize Jesus was born out of a Jewish woman, therefore Jesus
were 100% Jewish, just like the twelve Jewish 12 disciples, one
claims that even Adolf Hitler had Jewish blood,(Jesus Hitler, Adolf
Christ, was it the Second Coming or the Third Reich?) Jesus knew that
he would be betrayed by Judas Iscasrot and he knew judas would betray
him, he would die on its 33 old age and to be adored indefinitely?
Vincent believes he is a son of Satan or a satanic warlock. Jack
Osbourne drunk quietly in the restaurant bar where he and
Vincent would meat each other, he drunk his coffee while
Vincent came in, “Hello Father!, it’s good to see you!, ‘Good
to see you to Vincent!, come and sit over here at the table, do you
want to drink anything?,’Oh, yes father indeed! I’d like a glass
of tomatojuice’and Vincent sat at the table. Father
J.Osbourne ordered the red liquid ,they both sat at the table and
stared to one and other. ‘I am happy today Father! It’s such a
beautiful day, I love national animals day, the 4th of
October is important to me I remember I was put under arrest by the
police 15 years ago, I remember I was sent to the Brooklyn-hospital
where I came in contact with dr.Nurmuhamed’spoke
Vincent.”dr.Nurmuhamed is deceased’ spoke rev.Osbourne,”may the
poor soul of the deceased doctor rest in heaven!’ , Vincent
whispered” He wasn’t an evil doctor after all, sometimes I miss
him, my friendly doc. I will remember all the good things he has said
and done to me, may he rest in peace”, Father Osbourne was watching
inside the eyes of Vincent, his blue eyes had a glance of light. So
werewolf today it’s your day, national animals day, tell me Vincent
do you still believe you chanced into a werewolf during full moon 15
years ago? Yes Father at least I have a believe, and you? Do you
still believe in Adam and Eve? Father Jack Osbourne took a deep
breath through his nose, Father Osbourne answered “sometimes I lose
my religion, I refer to the world of today, it’s a homicidal world,
vampires,werewolf’s,satanists,serial killers,the mafia , and
pedophile priests, I mean where does it end? Where do we go to?”,
Vincent replied ‘We will burn in hell for our sins Father!,’No
Vincent, Jesus of Nazareth died for our sins upon the cross”,
Vincent replied again “Jesus died for his own sins, not mine”,
they watched each other in the eyes and Father Osbourne murmured “my
coffee is going cold”, father Osbourne spoke”, now tell me why
did you became interested in the Church of Satan?”, Vincent
answered: ‘I have had some evil experience within the Christian
Church, I mean we used too live in a village where the Church was
very important and my parents weren’t religious, my father
was disappointed in the strict protestant religion of my grandfather,
my parents were members of the Human Association, anyway I have
been baptized in a protestant tiny church, as a child I was a little
bit of a problem child and I have always liked heavy metal and hard
rock very much, the first record that I bought when I was 9 years old
was Highway to Hell from ac/dc,I already played the piano but I
started to play electric guitar when we moved to the City of the
Hellion, then my parents divorced and together with my brother and
sister I stayed with my father, soon I was known as the boy
from the skulls because I heard that a company had dug up a sort of
mass grave next to a church, because a town hall was built
there, I went to that place with a waste disposal bag and filled it
with bones and some skulls. When my waste disposal bag was full, a
priest , dressed in black, came up, then I took a skull and threw it
against his church in front of his eyes and the skull smashed. The
priest got angry and threatened with the Brooklyn police. Later they
quickly closed the grave and covered it with cement. I buried the
skulls in my father’s back garden and the bones and pelvic bones in
the garden in the bushes. The household was done by a woman whom was
a member of the Jehovah Witnesses and through her reading magazines
like the watchtower, I soon found out what the extreme Jehovah’s
exactly believe. Also a lot of occult and. or satanic metal records
appeared and through this satanic heavy metal I was undoubtedly
strongly influenced in my choice for the Satanic leftpath.My big hero
was singer Blackie Lawless of W.A.S.P., he sang about sex,death, the
devil and hell.After I met him in 1986 and did an interview
with him I was so impressed that I was prepared to sell my soul to
resemble Blackie as much as possible and to get as famous as he
was.At this time I heard someone talk about the Church of Satan, he
claimed that he was a member of this church and he sounded very
self-assured and so I got the idea, when I came to Amsterdam, to go
and look for this Church or the Grotto Magistrates’ Amsterdam, so I
was 16 years old and I walked to the Tourist Information Office
inside the Leidseplein with a friend and I asked the woman behind the
counter if she knew where the Church of Satan was. Because the answer
was: We are not allowed to give information about the Church of
Satan, we walked along in the direction of the Dam and in a randomly
chosen street we walked into a dusty bookshop with the same question
about the Church of Satan,”No, and I don’t want anything to do
with it”,then after having walked around for a bit and having
passed a canal inside the red-light-district, as if attracted by
powers of darkness I came to a standstill in front of the
GMA,lamers Church of Satan. It was a very beautiful church with a
painted black front and Baphomet-pentagrams beyond the windows and it
made a deep and fairy-tale look-alike impression on me. I rang the
bell and expected to have to do with a white men’s church, but the
blackdoor was being opened by a very beautiful and friendly African
lady whom was dressed in black. She looked at me and looked me deep
in the eyes and she had to laugh at me and I was immediately in love
with this woman and within this church. I asked if I could get some
information; I found the people friendly with distinctive clothes,
they spoke without accent and I decided to go on with it. I found the
satanic church absolutely the most beautiful house of Amsterdam on
the nicest spot, in the given information there was written:’ Satan
is a god that is worth to be worshipped’, ‘a Satanist is freed of
his fnords’,á Satanist lives a powerful and vital existence’,
‘Satan means opponent or the enemy’, ‘for a Satanist standing
still is deterioration’, a true Satanist builds a wall around
himself’, ‘Satanism found its origin 17.000 years ago on an
island in South-America’, ‘we Satanists believes in
counter-force’s of nature’’, we Satanists ,we get our forces
from black holes in the cosmos”, ‘we Satanists learn how to
influence society’, we Satanists we learn each other to believe in
foresights”. Listen Father what especially attracted me in this
church was the fact that you could ring at the door to speak to
someone if they had time for you, also I hated hypocrisy of the most
so-called Christians, and by the reading of the watchtower and the
Awake! Made me anti-Jehovah. I’d like science-fiction a lot and in
these films and according to some theories, people would, if they
entered a black hole, in another dimension and come in another
universe. So,if it was really true that Satanism found its origin
17.000 years ago, then maybe other entities have revealed Satanism to
human mankind descended from black holes from outer space. This
sounds to more logic than what the Jehovah’s claim or the roman
cath’lick pope that the human couple Adam and Eve were created
6.000 years ago, Also Satanism is a way to let me think on another
level and fantasize about the rest of the world. And so I was soon
fascinated by the Church of Satan.Sometimes I walked over there
for a conversation or information, but then I saw Satanists walking
along the red-light-district with their beautiful dresses and ritual
attributes and then I knew that they did not have time for a 16 year
old boy like me, because I knew that rituals were being executed.
Sometime later, I was seventeen by then, I visited the same Satanist
again and spoke to him. He had been a member of the Salvation Army
for 20 years. He recognized me and let me enter into the ritual
chamber of this Satanic church. I saw a desk with a skull on it
,black capes with a lining of red velvet were hanging on the wall,
there was a Satanic calendar, which you could buy for nine guilders,
and an enormous image of a Bathomet. I asked the man what is the
meaning of this and he said” welcome evil spirit”, Father
Osbourne spoke so than you became an evil spirit by yourself?, ‘let
me tell you the rest of my story’, ‘I thought he meant me by
welcome evil spirit, or that it was an experimental thesis. I said
‘okay’, and nodded with my head in the direction of the ritual
chamber, okay you have caught me, let me see what the real meaning is
of Satanism. We went into the ritual chamber. Everything was either
red or black, the ceilling was low with rafters and there was a
statue of Maria(the mother of God) of which the head was chopped off.
We sat at a round table on beautiful classic chairs. Next to me I saw
a bookcase with 300 books in it, We sat next to each other with
folded hands and we didn’t speak much. I gave my name and address
to be able to receive a magazine and He gave me an image of a red
Baphomet with a rubber nun who had a devilish smile with roman
cath’lick symbols with it and an address at the red-light-district.
I also got an address at the right-light-district where he bought his
ritual articles, because naturally my dear Father Osbourne, he felt
that I was seriously interested and not only someone who gained
informatica or a psychic vampire. I also got the chance to fill
in a form to become a first-degree Satanist, but therefore I had to
be 18 years of age. It was s strong but somewhat extreme fantasy to
lose my virginity with the occult rubber nuns and I was seriously
contemplating this or even asking the people of the Satanic-church if
they would not deflower me during a ‘ritual at the altar(by a
beautiful woman, of course), but it never happened, because at the
coast of Barcelona I lost my virginity with a girl, later I was sorry
for this sexual contact and actually I did not like it. With my
family we visited the church of the Black Madonna there. A spiritual
experience for me, because if the beautiful surroundings and because
there were all kinds of roman cath’lick nuns, walking around
(though not in plastic or rubber outfit!) I began experimenting with
drugs like speed and LSD.Somewhere in a clear-light LSD trip I saw a
blue tunnel and then a white woman with red lips and blue eyes and a
black nuns coiffures as big as the sky, whom looked deep in my soul.
I observed her twice and since that time I call her my Satan or
my dark guardian angel. She also stands on the debut-album of the
Satanic metal group called “Fatal portrait’, by King Diamond. I
pray to her frequently. Regardless what other Satanists may think
about this, She is and remains my personal satanic may believe what I
find pleasant, her name seemed to be “Melissa”, Because all this
reinforces my belief in the Church of Satan, I revisited it at the
end of 1989.First I was frightened because the pentagrams were taken
away as well as the name, but fortunately the door was being opened
by the priest brother Judas, I asked if I could come in, but because
I wasn’t a official member back than the priest Judas said ‘no ,
we are busy carrying out rituals’, after some pressure I was
allowed to come in and I dashed in. Everything had gone in the
church, the furniture, the office, the books , but also the statue of
Maria, the mother of God, for which I had especially come. Even
so I went to stand where the statue of Maria with her head cut off
had stand and I bowed my head to perform my ritual for my Satan, the
black dressed nun whose head I placed on the beheaded statue of Maria
in my thoughts while Priest Judas was watching in a corner with
wearing a black dress. The Satanic priest Judas and I had
spoken a few words after the ritual was done and I left the Church.
My choice for the Satanic left-path has resulted in lots of positive
as well negative things. I think it is positive that I have a
completely different train of thoughts than most people, so I can
distinguish myself easier from the great mass. What I also find easy
is to find out where you are with people by confronting them with
Satan. I never felt ashamed for my sexual experiments by Satanism.
What is less positive is that I live in a village where not everyone
is keen on my personality and my love for Satanism. People were
afraid, jealous, suspicious or even aggressive or very interested
with respect. After the Church of Satan was closed I had nobody as an
example and no people in my surroundings whom called themselves
Satanists, only my love of my life Yashmine was becoming a teenage
black witch, or a Satanist. I made occult mistakes in the past, which
I would not have made otherwise, which has undoubtedly led to the
fact that I ended up in psychiatry where I was definitely treated
wrongly, just because I talked about my visits towards the Satanic
church. Some tried to make me psychotic on purpose, because they were
paranoid themselves. To give an example: I had to defend myself
before the Court of Justice with regard to my contacts within the
Church of Satan, but because Freedom of Religion is in the
constitution, they could not do anything, but I was accused of
suicide and homicide, but I was innocent, they said that I was a
pyromaniac, which I denied. The psychiatrist were just afraid of me,
because I was angry with them and they knew that I was used to blood
and sharp knives by my work as a slayer by my work at the
slaughterhouse. In those years I was bothered by aggressive
non-definable sounds between my ears. After my release I went to the
red-light-district Amsterdam.-When I at midnight went passed the
building of the Church of Satan I saw an enormous big evil flame
coming from the church door that literally burnt down the aggressive
sounds out of my head-After this I wasn’t bothered by this for 8
months. I found it difficult that I had to quiet down with Satanism
through my symptoms. Also am I often bothered by magic thoughts, but
fortunately I begin to control my fears and my frustrations and
constraints in a better way. In 1996 I had turned into a
werewolf, I had a severe psychosis that still leaves a mark on my
soul, but through which I was given a lot of practice. Sometimes I am
still bothered by voices or hallucinations. For instance, I see
visions through the tele-vision or hear occult voices on the radio or
in my head of which I am sure that I am the only that can observe
them. Once, I was zapping on a Sunday on the tele-vision and
suddenly I saw a ritual room with a black cross in the corner.
Suddenly two naked men with a small naked boy in between them walked
to the cross and tied the child with his head pushed to the cross and
his pulses with ropes to the black cross, because I got scared I put
the television off. I heard voices assembling about me or for
instance on the radio: ‘we shall watch Vincent from outer-space’,
I also believed that Satan had selected me as the evil chosen one to
make war against the Jehovah’s and the Pentecost parishes etc. I am
sure that I have had personal meetings and conversations with
extraterrestrial creatures. In spite of my illness it has had a
positive effect, because I could speak about Satanism many times with
my psychiatric and what it really contains. Many people are afraid of
Satanism, while they do not or hardly know where they talk about. It
is my opinion that you can enter too deeply into Satanism and in my
case this can lead to schizophrenic symptoms like voices,
hallucinations or in the worst case demonically possession or a split
personality. However, there are also a lot of schizophrenic boys whom
can better relatives their syndrome and as a schizophrenic you can,
of course, withdraw your powers from evil and the darkness.
Tuesday,
April 8, 2008
the
fatal portrait-1948
Windows
Ding episode
III- ‘the fatal portrait’ by Vincent van Tuijl dec.2007
Vincent Ferdinand were an ordinary boy but nevertheless he had been particularly compared at the rest, actual his friends were real losers and Vincent had been treated very well by his father whom always did the best for him, they went thus regularly to grandma in Amsterdam.
Vincent were born as an angel although he was still too young to be allowed as a member of the church of Satan happily by these pleasant people he was fully accepted because it is correct to say that he was into a need of a church and a religion, he had need for tension and love and success and this was exactly what he had found inside the dark satanic church.
In 1984 his family moved to the city of the Hellion ( Zeeland ) where Vincent Ferdinand was the new kid in town, he went to a new high-school and made new friends with their neighbors whom were with 6 children, all boy’s, they were roman-cath’licks and two of them had the age as Vincent and his brother Bas so we were into the very same football-team over here he
became friends with the successful drummer named Bowie , in the year 1984 we became NR.1 in our football matches which was of course too good to be true and because of this all of us became close friends, especially with the talent-fully drummer Bowie whom was of course named after David Bowie by his parents whom were music-hippies.
Bowie became a friend of the house for many many years, and Vincent created with Bowiethe local successfully crossover punk act named Bullshit Propaganda we hit the lights, stage, camera and action in April 1992.
During the spring of 1992 Bas and Vincent were out of their father’s house and went to live in a beautiful apartment sad but true they started without any income thus the family of them were teared out of each other this was the blame of an psychiatrist named Dr. Williams, whom advised the two young brothers to leave their fathers house and to start a new life together.
The local success of Bullshit Propaganda was growing much too fast properly because of the United States rockers Kurt D. Cobain’s punk-metal act named Nirvana whom were growing out of the underground into a world wide famous punk live act and Vincent Ferdinand never felt so happy on stage performing live the loudest European answer to Nirvana from the USA .
Because his mother went back to the north to grandma the father of the family searched forsomeone to keep clean the house and to look after the kids when we came back from school.
So he put an advertisement in the local Brooklyn paper and he got answered by a woman, this to introduce herself, she spoke fairly thus this woman was a witness of Jehovah with all her family and she promised our father that she would never steal because of her religion this woman named Maria was fully accepted by my father so she got the job as a sort of replacement of the original mother of the family, and so it happened to be.
She, Maria, was a good woman always praying for good in the name of her religion, because she wanted to do well into the eyes of Jehovah and because of Vincent Ferdinand’s music, she brought with her the magazines such as the awake! To learn Vincent the differences between good and evil, looking back in time I must confess those magazines influenced me, it made me turn more and more into a true proud teen-aged Satanist, Maria was filled with Angst
to enter the bedroom of Vincent’s because of the evil spirits whom were suggested to be alive.
Since 1987, aged 16, Vincent went searching the church of Satan and so it happened he became a religious person, he took Satanism serious and until today he remains he member.
In the summer of 1988 he’d was using L.S.D. named ‘clear light’ it was almost pure L.S.D.,(Lucy in the Skies with Diamonds)
And within this trip he witnessed the black Madonna in outer space, for a while he was in the holy vision of the black Madonna dressed as a black nurse with blue eyes red lips and a white skin, thus this must have been an occult LSD experience because he was in heaven a while.
During this vision of the black Madonna, his friend Mr.Kuijpers knew Vincent swallowed LSD and he re-awake Vincent out of heaven and started to act as a fool to impress Vincent.
Vincent became evil he kicked Mr.Kuijpers back in the corner and thought: ‘once you willPay your price because of this action and I swear to Satan you will end up taking your life.
Vincent Ferdinand were an ordinary boy but nevertheless he had been particularly compared at the rest, actual his friends were real losers and Vincent had been treated very well by his father whom always did the best for him, they went thus regularly to grandma in Amsterdam.
Vincent were born as an angel although he was still too young to be allowed as a member of the church of Satan happily by these pleasant people he was fully accepted because it is correct to say that he was into a need of a church and a religion, he had need for tension and love and success and this was exactly what he had found inside the dark satanic church.
In 1984 his family moved to the city of the Hellion ( Zeeland ) where Vincent Ferdinand was the new kid in town, he went to a new high-school and made new friends with their neighbors whom were with 6 children, all boy’s, they were roman-cath’licks and two of them had the age as Vincent and his brother Bas so we were into the very same football-team over here he
became friends with the successful drummer named Bowie , in the year 1984 we became NR.1 in our football matches which was of course too good to be true and because of this all of us became close friends, especially with the talent-fully drummer Bowie whom was of course named after David Bowie by his parents whom were music-hippies.
Bowie became a friend of the house for many many years, and Vincent created with Bowiethe local successfully crossover punk act named Bullshit Propaganda we hit the lights, stage, camera and action in April 1992.
During the spring of 1992 Bas and Vincent were out of their father’s house and went to live in a beautiful apartment sad but true they started without any income thus the family of them were teared out of each other this was the blame of an psychiatrist named Dr. Williams, whom advised the two young brothers to leave their fathers house and to start a new life together.
The local success of Bullshit Propaganda was growing much too fast properly because of the United States rockers Kurt D. Cobain’s punk-metal act named Nirvana whom were growing out of the underground into a world wide famous punk live act and Vincent Ferdinand never felt so happy on stage performing live the loudest European answer to Nirvana from the USA .
Because his mother went back to the north to grandma the father of the family searched forsomeone to keep clean the house and to look after the kids when we came back from school.
So he put an advertisement in the local Brooklyn paper and he got answered by a woman, this to introduce herself, she spoke fairly thus this woman was a witness of Jehovah with all her family and she promised our father that she would never steal because of her religion this woman named Maria was fully accepted by my father so she got the job as a sort of replacement of the original mother of the family, and so it happened to be.
She, Maria, was a good woman always praying for good in the name of her religion, because she wanted to do well into the eyes of Jehovah and because of Vincent Ferdinand’s music, she brought with her the magazines such as the awake! To learn Vincent the differences between good and evil, looking back in time I must confess those magazines influenced me, it made me turn more and more into a true proud teen-aged Satanist, Maria was filled with Angst
to enter the bedroom of Vincent’s because of the evil spirits whom were suggested to be alive.
Since 1987, aged 16, Vincent went searching the church of Satan and so it happened he became a religious person, he took Satanism serious and until today he remains he member.
In the summer of 1988 he’d was using L.S.D. named ‘clear light’ it was almost pure L.S.D.,(Lucy in the Skies with Diamonds)
And within this trip he witnessed the black Madonna in outer space, for a while he was in the holy vision of the black Madonna dressed as a black nurse with blue eyes red lips and a white skin, thus this must have been an occult LSD experience because he was in heaven a while.
During this vision of the black Madonna, his friend Mr.Kuijpers knew Vincent swallowed LSD and he re-awake Vincent out of heaven and started to act as a fool to impress Vincent.
Vincent became evil he kicked Mr.Kuijpers back in the corner and thought: ‘once you willPay your price because of this action and I swear to Satan you will end up taking your life.
1948-episode
III (the fatal portrait) chapter III-confused, abused & the
accused.
Vincent entered his flat and at first he took a look inside his postbox to the awaited Washington Post, it was the Saturday edition.
As he opened his postbox there lay down the Washington Post as well as strangely a letter, the letter was written by the signature of H.Nurmuhamed, which was a bit weird to receive post from someone who had deceased.
‘Godverdomme!’ he wheezed, ‘Dr.Harry Nurmuhamed? What the hell is this? Post from the dead?’He’d put the newspaper under his left arm and helt the envelope in his right hand.Inside the elevator he watched the front page of the Washington Post, there stood Hillary Clinton in front of the stares and stripes flag she was smiling and looking strong and proud.
As he entered his house there was again a dirty smell in the hall-room, it was again the shit from the cats of his pedophilia neighbor Mr. Raymond
‘Judas Priest!’, again and again there was always trouble within his pedophile neighbor.
As he opened his apartment he inhale ted the sweat smell of tabak and opium, he just smoked some tabak and heroin, there was still some heroin lying next to the television.
He watched the smiling Hillary on the front cover and laid it on the table, he sat back in his black leather chair holding the envelope in his hands and again he read the signature written by Harry Nurmuhamed.
It was a black envelope; it was a funeral envelope but dr.Nurmuhamed was already buried.
Slowly and careful Vincent Ferdinand opened the black envelope and pulled out a letter.
He looked at the signature of dr.Nurmuhamed and started to read this letter from the dead.
‘Dear Vincent, if you read this letter I’ve already been buried my niece put this envelope to your postbox address.
I write you this farewells letter to you because I know very well you are much more special than the average patient, you’re not crazy at all dear Vincent, you’re only suffer a manic depression instead of a paranoid schizophrenia but we are frightened of your membership and friends within the Church of Satan Amsterdam and thus this is the reason we’ve tried always to influence your state of mind by submitting schizophrenia to repeat it over and over again.
I am incurable sick and the pain in my brain is so heavily terrible that after finishing this letter
I am going to take my life with an injection of an overdose of heroin, express.
This letter is posted after my funeral by a family member and by these I ask you to forgive.
Look out for psychiatrists, don’t trust them too fast and do not tell them the truth because you will only be diagnosed as paranoid, sometimes its better to carry up a mask and to play like a game with the Brooklyn-hospital psychiatrists, at last I ask you to say hallo to Dr.Hans van der Ploeg.
Goodbye and farewell until we meet again my pleasant friend.
(Signature by) H.Nurmuhamud.
Vincent read this letter two or three times before he closed it again into the black envelope.
He picked up a piece of tabak and lightened it with a Lucifer, he inhalated deeply while his brains-cells were dancing the Cha-Cha caused by a black envelope from the deceased.
Than he carefully picked up the little bit of Heroin and started to chase the dragon.
The brown sugar took his earache away for only a couple of hours, he didn’t smoke it everyday he bought once or twice a week a ten or five European dollar package.He hated his neighbors very much and sometimes he was filled with Angst because he felt ready to attack, kill and destroy the pedophilia living next door.Sick. Bloody Sick. If an adult person is cath’lick and a sexual-perverse he bloody sick.
Vincent was the black sheep of the family; everyone gave him the blame of everything. It’s true to say thus Vincent Ferdinand was indeed an angel of Satan he was no Mr. nice guy.
But inside the satanic church he was always welcome and he truly loved this church.‘Keep on believing Vincent, use your qualities, use it or loose it’ he thought himself.
It must be said thus Vincent was an accepted witch and his magic trick was too read Tarot.
Vincent entered his flat and at first he took a look inside his postbox to the awaited Washington Post, it was the Saturday edition.
As he opened his postbox there lay down the Washington Post as well as strangely a letter, the letter was written by the signature of H.Nurmuhamed, which was a bit weird to receive post from someone who had deceased.
‘Godverdomme!’ he wheezed, ‘Dr.Harry Nurmuhamed? What the hell is this? Post from the dead?’He’d put the newspaper under his left arm and helt the envelope in his right hand.Inside the elevator he watched the front page of the Washington Post, there stood Hillary Clinton in front of the stares and stripes flag she was smiling and looking strong and proud.
As he entered his house there was again a dirty smell in the hall-room, it was again the shit from the cats of his pedophilia neighbor Mr. Raymond
‘Judas Priest!’, again and again there was always trouble within his pedophile neighbor.
As he opened his apartment he inhale ted the sweat smell of tabak and opium, he just smoked some tabak and heroin, there was still some heroin lying next to the television.
He watched the smiling Hillary on the front cover and laid it on the table, he sat back in his black leather chair holding the envelope in his hands and again he read the signature written by Harry Nurmuhamed.
It was a black envelope; it was a funeral envelope but dr.Nurmuhamed was already buried.
Slowly and careful Vincent Ferdinand opened the black envelope and pulled out a letter.
He looked at the signature of dr.Nurmuhamed and started to read this letter from the dead.
‘Dear Vincent, if you read this letter I’ve already been buried my niece put this envelope to your postbox address.
I write you this farewells letter to you because I know very well you are much more special than the average patient, you’re not crazy at all dear Vincent, you’re only suffer a manic depression instead of a paranoid schizophrenia but we are frightened of your membership and friends within the Church of Satan Amsterdam and thus this is the reason we’ve tried always to influence your state of mind by submitting schizophrenia to repeat it over and over again.
I am incurable sick and the pain in my brain is so heavily terrible that after finishing this letter
I am going to take my life with an injection of an overdose of heroin, express.
This letter is posted after my funeral by a family member and by these I ask you to forgive.
Look out for psychiatrists, don’t trust them too fast and do not tell them the truth because you will only be diagnosed as paranoid, sometimes its better to carry up a mask and to play like a game with the Brooklyn-hospital psychiatrists, at last I ask you to say hallo to Dr.Hans van der Ploeg.
Goodbye and farewell until we meet again my pleasant friend.
(Signature by) H.Nurmuhamud.
Vincent read this letter two or three times before he closed it again into the black envelope.
He picked up a piece of tabak and lightened it with a Lucifer, he inhalated deeply while his brains-cells were dancing the Cha-Cha caused by a black envelope from the deceased.
Than he carefully picked up the little bit of Heroin and started to chase the dragon.
The brown sugar took his earache away for only a couple of hours, he didn’t smoke it everyday he bought once or twice a week a ten or five European dollar package.He hated his neighbors very much and sometimes he was filled with Angst because he felt ready to attack, kill and destroy the pedophilia living next door.Sick. Bloody Sick. If an adult person is cath’lick and a sexual-perverse he bloody sick.
Vincent was the black sheep of the family; everyone gave him the blame of everything. It’s true to say thus Vincent Ferdinand was indeed an angel of Satan he was no Mr. nice guy.
But inside the satanic church he was always welcome and he truly loved this church.‘Keep on believing Vincent, use your qualities, use it or loose it’ he thought himself.
It must be said thus Vincent was an accepted witch and his magic trick was too read Tarot.
Episode
III-the fatal portrait-chapter IV-‘BIG SISTER IS WATCHING
YOU’
Through e-mail Vincent stood in contact with a white witch from Paris and she could see into the future she was teaching Vincent lessons in life l by her prophesy and she gave Vincent inspiration.
He reached a letter from her on therapy where stood some computers connected with internet.
It was a positive e-mail which made him feel beloved by someone special; he needed to be loved because he still suffered heartache from Yashmin.
Sometimes he visited a prostitute in Amsterdam , only once a year just to try to make love.
Love and sexuality are the up-most important emotions of each human being, only it’s a very thin line between love and hate, since a couple of years he felt in love with mistress Nikita.The voice of mistress Nikita sounded so sexy and she looked so beautiful on photographs. Sara Freder was an occult woman she was a wonder woman a sort of super big sister, she could see into the future and Vincent Ferdinand felt an ac/dc relation between him and Sara.
She was like the big sister who’s watching Vincent: ‘Big sister is watching you!”As the next letter explains her thought between her and Vincent, now Vincent loved this Sara.
Through e-mail Vincent stood in contact with a white witch from Paris and she could see into the future she was teaching Vincent lessons in life l by her prophesy and she gave Vincent inspiration.
He reached a letter from her on therapy where stood some computers connected with internet.
It was a positive e-mail which made him feel beloved by someone special; he needed to be loved because he still suffered heartache from Yashmin.
Sometimes he visited a prostitute in Amsterdam , only once a year just to try to make love.
Love and sexuality are the up-most important emotions of each human being, only it’s a very thin line between love and hate, since a couple of years he felt in love with mistress Nikita.The voice of mistress Nikita sounded so sexy and she looked so beautiful on photographs. Sara Freder was an occult woman she was a wonder woman a sort of super big sister, she could see into the future and Vincent Ferdinand felt an ac/dc relation between him and Sara.
She was like the big sister who’s watching Vincent: ‘Big sister is watching you!”As the next letter explains her thought between her and Vincent, now Vincent loved this Sara.
Yours,
my dear Vincent
First
of all, I wish to thank you for your e-mail,
And which I was very glad to read.I thank you for the confidence you continue to show me.
It is very important for you not to lose faith, faced with the problems around you.
I know that you are going through some new difficult times right now, but you must never lose sight of the goal that we are going to reach together, very soon.I know that you are in a hurry (as I am) to reach this goal as soon as possible!
I can assure you that we are very speedily, getting incredibly closer to it.
I am simply asking you to be a little more patient, and I am certain that you won’t regret.
Time is crucial in loosening a difficult situation such as yours,
especially considering the time that you wrote to me for the first time,
when you were bound up in failure.Since that day, you have recovered some strength in your emotional state.
You have probably noticed this yourself.
But you must be strong, and hold on tight to the principle of our common effort.We are going to see the light at the end of the tunnel!
I can feel it, I know it!That is why I am encouraging you to undertake whatever is necessary,you are a medium and quite a strong one.I predict you as a successfully reader of the Tarot-oracle , you are able to help your connections by the Tarot oracle
And why I am sending you my best wishes for Success.
And which I was very glad to read.I thank you for the confidence you continue to show me.
It is very important for you not to lose faith, faced with the problems around you.
I know that you are going through some new difficult times right now, but you must never lose sight of the goal that we are going to reach together, very soon.I know that you are in a hurry (as I am) to reach this goal as soon as possible!
I can assure you that we are very speedily, getting incredibly closer to it.
I am simply asking you to be a little more patient, and I am certain that you won’t regret.
Time is crucial in loosening a difficult situation such as yours,
especially considering the time that you wrote to me for the first time,
when you were bound up in failure.Since that day, you have recovered some strength in your emotional state.
You have probably noticed this yourself.
But you must be strong, and hold on tight to the principle of our common effort.We are going to see the light at the end of the tunnel!
I can feel it, I know it!That is why I am encouraging you to undertake whatever is necessary,you are a medium and quite a strong one.I predict you as a successfully reader of the Tarot-oracle , you are able to help your connections by the Tarot oracle
And why I am sending you my best wishes for Success.
With
warmth and friendship,
Yours faithfully,
Sara Freder, la Paris .
Yours faithfully,
Sara Freder, la Paris .
These
e-mails were to Vincent Ferdinand very important; it gave him a
feeling of being loved which he needed so much so Sara Freder was
like a big Sister watching you!
1948-episode
III-chapter V-the summer of ‘89
During the spring of 1989 Vincent passed his examinations of the high school of economy, thus the summer of ’89 was properly the best summer he until then ever had in his life.
In the spring of ’89 he performed his first satanic ritual inside the church of Satan together with a black dressed priest in the heart of Amsterdam during the evening of the last day thechurch of Satan was used by Satanists to perform rituals, and the ritual of the black Madonna was done by full emotions.now he was a true and proud Satanist accepted by the elder generation of Warlocks.
After the ritual the church had never been open neither for members neither for tourists.Maria the Jehovah’s Witness whom had replaced his mother was praying thus Vincent would start to believe in a religion based upon goodness she also wanted Vincent to search work. First he wanted to work in Israel but the job was canceled by a sickness of his uncle and he didn’t had the guts to visit Israel alone, until today he still feels depressed he canceled Israel.
He’d had classical guitar lessons for two years and he learned enough to write his own songs.
Being 18 years of age he wanted to enjoy his youth as best as possible by studying tarot-cards whom were a gift from his classic guitar teacher and so Vincent started to study the miracle. He used to smoke a lot of pot and he took his first tattoo, it was a picture of Gene Simmons. Mr.kuijpers and he were behaving anti-social just because they were both 18 years and drunk.
Sad but true they fooled the police but the police found out they had arrested the wrong guy, and the two little devils must been the guilty ones, and so we were arrested for criminal activity the next day it was the first time mr.Kuijpers tried to commit suicide being home.
Vincent didn’t understand the reason why he tried to kill himself, he was found bleeding by his mother in his bedroom and of course the Brooklyn-police started a privet investigation.
Martin Bormann, the chief, was a close friend to the father of the young mr.Kuijpers, they decided that it was better for his son whom was still in the hospital no longer get influenced through evil Vinnie Vincent, and so it happened thus that Vincent Ferdinand wasn’t allowed to hang around with mr.Kuijpers no longer
After working as a slayer for a while he decided life is better without a dirty job and so he wished to become a good and loud guitarist and he hit his first success within a project what was named ‘detergent’, the demo was recorded on a Sunday in Rotterdam together with a vocalist whom also prepared the electronic drum-computer, we were as happy as we could.
During this summer our demo-tape hit the magazines and it was sanded out to all the 4 corners of our planet and even until 20 years later on some people/freaks still knew Vincent as the guitarist of ‘detergent’, which was originally only a joke but it turned into profession.He’d often went to Amsterdam and Rotterdam which were his favorites upon our planet.
Vincent was a money maker and he spent his money on soft-drugs prostitution and second-hand record discs he possessed a huge record collection which started as a child by getting records. Hard-rock, from the youngest brothers from his mother his favorites were KISS and the Beatles as a child there was always music in the house and he was allowed to turn the loudness and stereo as loud as possible listening to KISS especially alive II and Dynasty.Dynasty from KISS 1979 was to him the best rock album ever made, even almost 30 years after KISS ruled the world they were still Vincent’s favorite hard rock soldiers.When Vinnie Vincent replaced Ace as the lead guitarist, and the first photographs were in the magazine Vinnie Vincent looked like a high-priest of the pharaoh’s it made Vincent decide to learn playing the guitars instead of the base guitars, Bas was getting lessons on the piano while Vincent was taught how to play the guitar Bas were sitting behind an old piano playing and singing weird songs together.
During the spring of 1989 Vincent passed his examinations of the high school of economy, thus the summer of ’89 was properly the best summer he until then ever had in his life.
In the spring of ’89 he performed his first satanic ritual inside the church of Satan together with a black dressed priest in the heart of Amsterdam during the evening of the last day thechurch of Satan was used by Satanists to perform rituals, and the ritual of the black Madonna was done by full emotions.now he was a true and proud Satanist accepted by the elder generation of Warlocks.
After the ritual the church had never been open neither for members neither for tourists.Maria the Jehovah’s Witness whom had replaced his mother was praying thus Vincent would start to believe in a religion based upon goodness she also wanted Vincent to search work. First he wanted to work in Israel but the job was canceled by a sickness of his uncle and he didn’t had the guts to visit Israel alone, until today he still feels depressed he canceled Israel.
He’d had classical guitar lessons for two years and he learned enough to write his own songs.
Being 18 years of age he wanted to enjoy his youth as best as possible by studying tarot-cards whom were a gift from his classic guitar teacher and so Vincent started to study the miracle. He used to smoke a lot of pot and he took his first tattoo, it was a picture of Gene Simmons. Mr.kuijpers and he were behaving anti-social just because they were both 18 years and drunk.
Sad but true they fooled the police but the police found out they had arrested the wrong guy, and the two little devils must been the guilty ones, and so we were arrested for criminal activity the next day it was the first time mr.Kuijpers tried to commit suicide being home.
Vincent didn’t understand the reason why he tried to kill himself, he was found bleeding by his mother in his bedroom and of course the Brooklyn-police started a privet investigation.
Martin Bormann, the chief, was a close friend to the father of the young mr.Kuijpers, they decided that it was better for his son whom was still in the hospital no longer get influenced through evil Vinnie Vincent, and so it happened thus that Vincent Ferdinand wasn’t allowed to hang around with mr.Kuijpers no longer
After working as a slayer for a while he decided life is better without a dirty job and so he wished to become a good and loud guitarist and he hit his first success within a project what was named ‘detergent’, the demo was recorded on a Sunday in Rotterdam together with a vocalist whom also prepared the electronic drum-computer, we were as happy as we could.
During this summer our demo-tape hit the magazines and it was sanded out to all the 4 corners of our planet and even until 20 years later on some people/freaks still knew Vincent as the guitarist of ‘detergent’, which was originally only a joke but it turned into profession.He’d often went to Amsterdam and Rotterdam which were his favorites upon our planet.
Vincent was a money maker and he spent his money on soft-drugs prostitution and second-hand record discs he possessed a huge record collection which started as a child by getting records. Hard-rock, from the youngest brothers from his mother his favorites were KISS and the Beatles as a child there was always music in the house and he was allowed to turn the loudness and stereo as loud as possible listening to KISS especially alive II and Dynasty.Dynasty from KISS 1979 was to him the best rock album ever made, even almost 30 years after KISS ruled the world they were still Vincent’s favorite hard rock soldiers.When Vinnie Vincent replaced Ace as the lead guitarist, and the first photographs were in the magazine Vinnie Vincent looked like a high-priest of the pharaoh’s it made Vincent decide to learn playing the guitars instead of the base guitars, Bas was getting lessons on the piano while Vincent was taught how to play the guitar Bas were sitting behind an old piano playing and singing weird songs together.
Episode III-1948-the fatal portrait chapter VI –‘Hotel California’
It was April Fools Day and Vincent Ferdinand was sitting in front of the Church of Satan,This beautiful black building was enormous big facing the other elder houses inAmsterdam .He’d had a small radio with him which stood beside him the prostitutes stood behind windows with red light he was watching the pretty almost naked females, mostly blacks.
The radio was playing hotel California from the eagles which were a song about the house of Satan in San Francisco next door there was a small hotel a young female was cleaning it up.Vincent felt like a fish in the waters as a proud Satanist he made a fool of the ho spics.Strangely enough the doctors inside the Brooklyn-hospital were afraid of the Churchof Satan .The sun was shining and his tabak tasted very nice some people passed by in a hurry, he was thinking if he was horny enough to have sexual activities with an African prostitute.It was a ritual to him to meditate before the house of evil and to search a pretty female.
He felt often like an angel sitting in front of the black church, he knew the doctors looked down on this satanic church infect they were paranoid into having a patient with satanic knowledge they accused him for being a schizophrenic but this was a false diagnose based
upon their own Angst, but today he was diagnosed as manic-depressed because he never heard any voices speaking towards him he was only a traumatized young-man the Angst of these Brooklyn-hospics went out of control because Vincent, when he lived in theBrooklyn for about one year he was thinking to kill a female pretty nurse and to cut off her lips of her vagina and to eat it in the kitchen as a happy Ronald McDonald menu.
The pretty nurse was a new born Christian and still a virgin and she complained about thefact thus Vincent was writing letters by hand with the front woman of the Church of Satan.But it was only a fantasy to eat the vagina-lips of a Christian virgin whom had good looks.
Vincent hated the Brooklyn so deeply that he started to believe thus praising Satan was the only way to get out of this doomed hospital, and so he did praising Satan by writing letters towards a female Satanist whom always answered his letters which gave him the power to try to get a new house without the permission of the doctors and nurses, and so it happened that
he got the keys of his new house while he was still writing with the satanic church Holland.For now Vincent already lived close to ten years into his apartment, and his guitar was his wife named Nikita; it was a good American made guitar a Gibson millennium 2000.
Vincent could express al his feelings inside music he was very creative and satisfied.
At therapy within the infamous-Brooklyn hospital, he wasn’t in the mood to study guitars he’d felt unease he felt abused, happily Vincent Ferdinand was inspired by motley crue, the compact-disc named generation swine was Vincent’s best record he listed to this cd every day, ‘’I am a sick motherfucker, aint no man tougher, I have got to find myself,
I have to got some drugs, I gotta find myself some love , I gotta find myself satisfaction.I am a rock n roll disaster, aint nobody tougher”.
Generation swine is from 1997 and it’s a very good recording good musicians, rocking devil.Motley Creu was always one of his favorite metal guitar sounds, sleazy dirty schock rock,‘If you aint a KISS fan, you aint no friend of mine’ murmured Vincent Ferdinand.Music was the definitive first and last love during the rest of his life, he will die in 2053.
Vincent went out of his small flat, the storm was cold and a little rain he went to therapy,Inside the therapy there was an atmosphere of peace it made him feel good and relaxed.
Vincent loved to spent money, whenever he possessed a few bucks he went to buy stuffwhich he found interesting, he loved to buy second hand records such as from J.Hendrix, Misfits, Herman brood, Bowie, the Beatless, and van Halen. Hermanus Brood is the great inspiration on Vinnie Vincent.As a child he practiced the piano, first he wanted to become a baseplayer like G.Simmons. But it was Vinnie Vincent in the rock-pop magazines with his beautiful mask of the pharaoh Thutankaomon, when Vincent saw him he decided at once to become a metal leadguitarist
Episode
III-1948-the fatal portrait-chapter VII-‘DIOCIDE’
In the summer of 1984 Vincent just lived in the city of the Hellion, the city was connected with many war-battles from people like Michiel de Ruijter, and many monuments of world war II in the shape of bunkers built in 1940-1945, there was one bunker created in 1882 its called Fort Hearlem and over here Vincent possessed inside this huge bunker a cellar to be loud with a few projects and it happened very often he was alone at midnight, totally dark.
Vincent loves to write songs and to record them on a 4-track small studio in his house.This summer the city of war made a big mistake while building a giant office where all this stuff of socially, finding work, go back to school, a new passport all that sort of stuff.Next to this giant office there stood the Brooklyn- Protestant Church and here it comes;
Vincent Ferdinand came till ears thus there stood a mass-grave next to the church and so hetook a look with trash bags to fill them with skulls and bones and Vincent got 4 incomplete skulls, then suddenly there came a black dressed priest and Vincent shocked the priest by one action as this, Vincent Ferdinand threw one white skull into pieces against the wall of the Church ofcourse the priest was shocked and he went mad by calling sgt.Martin Bormann.But it was too late to turn back the clock Vincent took three skulls and many many bones.He’d showed them full pride to his momma but momma wasn’t happy with three skulls.These three skulls ended in the back garden beneath the ground, the bones etc. he threw them into the bushes, so the garden became hallowed ground for a long period after three years
beneath the ground he had no idea what to do with these skulls he became a bit superstitious.The skulls ended up in the class-room behind windows and the teacher locked them safely.
As years passed by Vincent Ferdinand knew because of smashing a skull into pieces he instinctively knew he had committed a crime called “DIO-CIDE”, into the ritual chamberof the Satanic Church Vincent was welcomed inside because the black dressed Satanistremembered Vincent’s his first visit but now he passed the satanic test they walked into the ritual chamber, in the middle of the dark room, black and red colored, stood a image of stone of a white Madonna with Jesus in her arms, only they cut off the head of Maria, DIO-CIDE!
There stood 6 chairs ancient ones the table was of ancient wood there were hundred books.
Vincent felt real proud to become an aspirant member because he was 17 and only adultswere allowed to enter the church and to talk, to mediate, to rethink these moments.
He felt so good inside the ritual chamber thus he gave an elder Satanist his address to send a magazine, and by giving his address to this elder Satanist and because of this action Vincent was allowed to speak in the name of Satan’s Church in the heart of the red-light-district.
The Church of Satan was perhaps the darkest place of Amsterdam , maybe of Europe . TheChurch of Satan San Francisco usa was no more it was broken down on 18 Oct.”01.
The high priest`, Anton Szandor La Vey foretold while he was close till death he predictedthus holy black house was possibly broken down till the ground; Vincent was a member of this black house inc. the possession of the feared red-pass since ten years ago.Since the death of Szandor La Vey his woman madam Blance Barton became the high priest.Vincent got the status of being a Satanist 2nd grade, which made him official a Warlock.
He thought of the black envelope of the deceased doctor Dr.Nurmuhamed. ‘Strangely this Black envelope, it could be thus this was the first and the lost one, whom spoke the truth,
Maybey, but why? What was his reason to write me after his suicide, right on time after? his funeral? “I think he felt guilty so he wrote me his final thoughts ‘murmured Vincent.
It’s true and just to understand he was treated three months because of suicide But he got treated well this time, once the judge had to judge me caused by homicide.Doicide-suicide-homicide-genocide, why did the Lord let Satan take over the blue planet? We ought not to forget the Bible is only a book about lessens between good and evil.
‘Why did Dr.Nurmuhamed write me his reality based upon experiences? ‘ I think he knew very well he was dying and perhaps he is a true new born Christian, religion of good & evil’.
In the summer of 1984 Vincent just lived in the city of the Hellion, the city was connected with many war-battles from people like Michiel de Ruijter, and many monuments of world war II in the shape of bunkers built in 1940-1945, there was one bunker created in 1882 its called Fort Hearlem and over here Vincent possessed inside this huge bunker a cellar to be loud with a few projects and it happened very often he was alone at midnight, totally dark.
Vincent loves to write songs and to record them on a 4-track small studio in his house.This summer the city of war made a big mistake while building a giant office where all this stuff of socially, finding work, go back to school, a new passport all that sort of stuff.Next to this giant office there stood the Brooklyn- Protestant Church and here it comes;
Vincent Ferdinand came till ears thus there stood a mass-grave next to the church and so hetook a look with trash bags to fill them with skulls and bones and Vincent got 4 incomplete skulls, then suddenly there came a black dressed priest and Vincent shocked the priest by one action as this, Vincent Ferdinand threw one white skull into pieces against the wall of the Church ofcourse the priest was shocked and he went mad by calling sgt.Martin Bormann.But it was too late to turn back the clock Vincent took three skulls and many many bones.He’d showed them full pride to his momma but momma wasn’t happy with three skulls.These three skulls ended in the back garden beneath the ground, the bones etc. he threw them into the bushes, so the garden became hallowed ground for a long period after three years
beneath the ground he had no idea what to do with these skulls he became a bit superstitious.The skulls ended up in the class-room behind windows and the teacher locked them safely.
As years passed by Vincent Ferdinand knew because of smashing a skull into pieces he instinctively knew he had committed a crime called “DIO-CIDE”, into the ritual chamberof the Satanic Church Vincent was welcomed inside because the black dressed Satanistremembered Vincent’s his first visit but now he passed the satanic test they walked into the ritual chamber, in the middle of the dark room, black and red colored, stood a image of stone of a white Madonna with Jesus in her arms, only they cut off the head of Maria, DIO-CIDE!
There stood 6 chairs ancient ones the table was of ancient wood there were hundred books.
Vincent felt real proud to become an aspirant member because he was 17 and only adultswere allowed to enter the church and to talk, to mediate, to rethink these moments.
He felt so good inside the ritual chamber thus he gave an elder Satanist his address to send a magazine, and by giving his address to this elder Satanist and because of this action Vincent was allowed to speak in the name of Satan’s Church in the heart of the red-light-district.
The Church of Satan was perhaps the darkest place of Amsterdam , maybe of Europe . TheChurch of Satan San Francisco usa was no more it was broken down on 18 Oct.”01.
The high priest`, Anton Szandor La Vey foretold while he was close till death he predictedthus holy black house was possibly broken down till the ground; Vincent was a member of this black house inc. the possession of the feared red-pass since ten years ago.Since the death of Szandor La Vey his woman madam Blance Barton became the high priest.Vincent got the status of being a Satanist 2nd grade, which made him official a Warlock.
He thought of the black envelope of the deceased doctor Dr.Nurmuhamed. ‘Strangely this Black envelope, it could be thus this was the first and the lost one, whom spoke the truth,
Maybey, but why? What was his reason to write me after his suicide, right on time after? his funeral? “I think he felt guilty so he wrote me his final thoughts ‘murmured Vincent.
It’s true and just to understand he was treated three months because of suicide But he got treated well this time, once the judge had to judge me caused by homicide.Doicide-suicide-homicide-genocide, why did the Lord let Satan take over the blue planet? We ought not to forget the Bible is only a book about lessens between good and evil.
‘Why did Dr.Nurmuhamed write me his reality based upon experiences? ‘ I think he knew very well he was dying and perhaps he is a true new born Christian, religion of good & evil’.
1948-episode III-the fatal portrait-chapter VIII-‘THE ELDER’
‘When the earth was young, they were already old….’
Since the dawn of time, the Elder have watched silently
Over a virgin world and all its creatures………
Now, they have assumed the form of mortals so that they
Might walk amongst men and guide them.
The elder are an ideal…..They embody the wisdom of the
Ages and the power of goodness and knowledge…..
But the Elder were not alone in the beginning and are not
Alone still….Another force has existed eternally
In every place, in every time, an evil is loosed whose
Sole purpose is to destroy all that is good
And in every time, and every place, it’s the task of the Elder to find
And train a warrior……a champion to conquer the evil.
As the looming clouds gather, the council of the Elder sits
At their ancient table under the sign of the Rose.
Once again they must combat the evil that is lurking in darkness and
Spreading throughout the world.
They await the word from Morphuis, the angel of hypnoses and of sleep, whether theChosen boy, Vincent Ferdinand, be deemed ready for the sacred rite of accession to theOrder of the rose….and for the pronouncement of his sacred duty….
The
odyssey
begins….
1948-episode
III- ‘the fatal portrait’ Chapter II-‘Queensryche
in Poland ’.
It was during the spring of 1994 it was April, and it was exactly ten years ago Vincent started to live with his family in the city of the hellion during April 1984, what happened since 1984 what made him so depressed and sad? He was wondering the answers of those questions.
Since 1993 June, he was undergoing therapy as well through his first psychiatrist and by a Frenchman whom he came in contact with by a guitarist named Marty, and this Frenchman was into the possession of occult powers to heal the sick one’s by the use of the power within his both hands and it must be said thus the Frenchman was trying to help Vincent at his best he could and indeed he healed Vincent from his sleepless nights and he took away his headache and earache Vincent was suffering since June 1992, and the psychiatrist gave his trust to Vince for example Vince had to write his life story and the psychiatrist replayed his diagnose thus that Vincent was a traumatized young adult he commanded Vincent to stay in treatment within the Frenchman whom possessed true occult powers and knowledge.
But the trouble Vincent suffered was too strong mentally speaking to be cured for 100%.
There was another occult friend of the Frenchman and of Vincent himself now this man was a Canadian named Hank, the Frenchman was named Aaron now Hank the Canadian occultist had won the trust of Vincent to undergo hypnoses to solve the basic of the identity problems of Vincent Ferdinand Amfortis and so it happened thus Vince underwent hypnoses with the help of the dark occult Canadian.
It was April and Kurt D. Cobain had committed a successful suicide what made a huge impact on the Emotions of Vincent, earlier he was threatenth by the nigger Ernie and the large Jurgen, because Vincent put a voodoo or hoodoo spell on Ernie which Vincent succeeded in practice.
And Jurgen whom was the tattoo artist of the city of the hellion and the new lover of Yashmin who was searching Vincent to cut him with a knife? Only because Vincent had a sexual relationship with his ex-loverYashmin, both of them scared Vincent down town by aggressive behavior, besides this new friend of Yashmin was befriended with the Hells Angels Friesland, but lateron Jurgen the tattoo-artist betrayed the Hells Angels Friesland by telling secrets towards the local police,after the Angels found out by the slip of the tonque Jurgen wasn’t longer a Angels friend,indeed he had to leave the tattoo shop and kicked the bastard out of Friesland,Bas the brother of Vince let him smoke some dope to get rid of the emotion of his Angst.
While Vincent Ferdinand was visiting Aaron and Hank Vincent tried to explain his Angst.
Hank than sacrificed the idea to take Vincent to a bedroom to undergo hypnoses to go back to the origin of his Angst and mental problematic situations and so Vincent agreed with Hank.As Vincent laid down on a bed, Hank started to talk with a monotone voice to relax Vincent.
“Vincent? We start to begin you must now relax your foot, they are becoming tired, now your knees are getting tired, and your stomach, your arms your hands and at last your heads asleep.
‘I am gong to count from five to zero very slowly and you’re sleeping deeper and deeper’.
‘Five, four, three, two, one, zero, now you’re under a deep sleep’, and indeed he felt asleep.
‘Vincent, you’re entering a Flat, and you step into the elevator and you’re going to the sixth floor, on the sixth floor you leave the elevator and enter a house whose door is wide open,
now you go inside and you sit down on the sofa, can you tell me what happened?”
‘I remember, I remember everything, I can remember how it started’ answered Vincent.
‘What happened?’
‘I was sitting on the sofa, I was lost in thoughts and I was relaxed watching the view from the sixth floor, my brother was sitting next to me, Ernie was in the possession of illegal firework’
‘Tell me what happened and what you felt” asked Hank.
‘I felt a giant exploding firework behind my head, it imploded inside my brain, between my ears, I thought I was dying it felt like a sword though my heart, three swords infect’
‘Vincent? Are you able to forgive Ernie?’
‘Yes, I think I can, but I can’t forget’,’ Vincent? I am going to count till five than you will slowly reawake and you will remember this session’, slowly Vincent reawake, he saw the dark minded Canadian and the innocent French Aaron
It was during the spring of 1994 it was April, and it was exactly ten years ago Vincent started to live with his family in the city of the hellion during April 1984, what happened since 1984 what made him so depressed and sad? He was wondering the answers of those questions.
Since 1993 June, he was undergoing therapy as well through his first psychiatrist and by a Frenchman whom he came in contact with by a guitarist named Marty, and this Frenchman was into the possession of occult powers to heal the sick one’s by the use of the power within his both hands and it must be said thus the Frenchman was trying to help Vincent at his best he could and indeed he healed Vincent from his sleepless nights and he took away his headache and earache Vincent was suffering since June 1992, and the psychiatrist gave his trust to Vince for example Vince had to write his life story and the psychiatrist replayed his diagnose thus that Vincent was a traumatized young adult he commanded Vincent to stay in treatment within the Frenchman whom possessed true occult powers and knowledge.
But the trouble Vincent suffered was too strong mentally speaking to be cured for 100%.
There was another occult friend of the Frenchman and of Vincent himself now this man was a Canadian named Hank, the Frenchman was named Aaron now Hank the Canadian occultist had won the trust of Vincent to undergo hypnoses to solve the basic of the identity problems of Vincent Ferdinand Amfortis and so it happened thus Vince underwent hypnoses with the help of the dark occult Canadian.
It was April and Kurt D. Cobain had committed a successful suicide what made a huge impact on the Emotions of Vincent, earlier he was threatenth by the nigger Ernie and the large Jurgen, because Vincent put a voodoo or hoodoo spell on Ernie which Vincent succeeded in practice.
And Jurgen whom was the tattoo artist of the city of the hellion and the new lover of Yashmin who was searching Vincent to cut him with a knife? Only because Vincent had a sexual relationship with his ex-loverYashmin, both of them scared Vincent down town by aggressive behavior, besides this new friend of Yashmin was befriended with the Hells Angels Friesland, but lateron Jurgen the tattoo-artist betrayed the Hells Angels Friesland by telling secrets towards the local police,after the Angels found out by the slip of the tonque Jurgen wasn’t longer a Angels friend,indeed he had to leave the tattoo shop and kicked the bastard out of Friesland,Bas the brother of Vince let him smoke some dope to get rid of the emotion of his Angst.
While Vincent Ferdinand was visiting Aaron and Hank Vincent tried to explain his Angst.
Hank than sacrificed the idea to take Vincent to a bedroom to undergo hypnoses to go back to the origin of his Angst and mental problematic situations and so Vincent agreed with Hank.As Vincent laid down on a bed, Hank started to talk with a monotone voice to relax Vincent.
“Vincent? We start to begin you must now relax your foot, they are becoming tired, now your knees are getting tired, and your stomach, your arms your hands and at last your heads asleep.
‘I am gong to count from five to zero very slowly and you’re sleeping deeper and deeper’.
‘Five, four, three, two, one, zero, now you’re under a deep sleep’, and indeed he felt asleep.
‘Vincent, you’re entering a Flat, and you step into the elevator and you’re going to the sixth floor, on the sixth floor you leave the elevator and enter a house whose door is wide open,
now you go inside and you sit down on the sofa, can you tell me what happened?”
‘I remember, I remember everything, I can remember how it started’ answered Vincent.
‘What happened?’
‘I was sitting on the sofa, I was lost in thoughts and I was relaxed watching the view from the sixth floor, my brother was sitting next to me, Ernie was in the possession of illegal firework’
‘Tell me what happened and what you felt” asked Hank.
‘I felt a giant exploding firework behind my head, it imploded inside my brain, between my ears, I thought I was dying it felt like a sword though my heart, three swords infect’
‘Vincent? Are you able to forgive Ernie?’
‘Yes, I think I can, but I can’t forget’,’ Vincent? I am going to count till five than you will slowly reawake and you will remember this session’, slowly Vincent reawake, he saw the dark minded Canadian and the innocent French Aaron
Wednesday,
December 12, 2007
the
second spring-1948
Episode
II-‘the second spring’: by Vincent Ferdinand van Tuijl ‘007-08-13
He
was getting bored on therapy, always the same fools, always and the
same stupid talks about nothing special or important nothing new or
no new interesting fools nothing, it made him feel empty and
depressed and useless.
There
came suddenly a kid he had known since April 1994 when both of them
were in a state of confusing, both of them get treated within the
same sort of medication both of them were sensed into suicide because
they weren’t welcome at the Brooklyn anymore after smoking some
pot, but it was too late, the damage was already been done by two
evil doctors and the diagnose of paranoid-schizophrenia was already
taken because of the damage of that cursed and dangerous overdoses of
the evil drug Haldol, while they were at home both considered to
suicide.
This
young man named Willem wasn’t schizophrenic at all was their
conclusion after a very, very long period of diagnoses and therapy it
seemed he only pretended as being a potential schizophrenic but he
wasn’t sadly spoken for Willem he just had a too confused
childhood, his mother was manic-depressed and she killed herself
while he was only 16 years of age his father afterwards became an
alcoholic and Willem? He was into smoking too much weed to be good
which opened up some schizophrenic symptoms like running and
screaming at night around his house, naked!
Meanwhile
at the Brooklyn-hospital he became very interested in witchcraft etc.
were he loved to talk about towards that evil doctor whom of course
considered him as too foolish.
Anyway,
years later he was a strong someone without mental illnesses and at
least he was still alive and he never felt back into schizophrenic
symptoms, neither into witchcraft or whatever.
Everyone
at therapy was into a meal of hot broth except Vincent because he was
out of cash, he was used too the fact of being empty so he drunk
coffee instead of eating hot broth but still it didn’t felt right
because he was hungry too.’Godverdomme!’ he wheezed.
On
the radio there was a song about heaven, was there something like
heaven? Well it’s hard too say but at least whenever I die and end
up in Hell at least Hell is a better place than earth.
Today
Vincent had an appointment with his new doctor. Dr.Hans v/d Ploeg for
the first time since Dr.Nurmuhamed deceased, furthermore he’d tried
to speak with rev.Jack Osbourne at the same place the infamous
Brooklyn-hospital, meanwhile Vincent had his thoughts about his youth
lover Yashmine whom was a super girl whom always spoke that
everything would be all right she never cried because super girls
don’t cry she screamed she’s doing fine, Yashmine was a true born
Satanist whom married a German and no matter if it was war or not
Yashmine remained a flower a red rose with thorns she became famous
by the use of Tarot-cards.
There
weren’t many true born female Satanists but as well as Yashmin
K,Mistress Nikita, Monique K.,Natasja K.and pretty little Cindy the
gypsy princess, and ofcourse his advocate Miss Sylvia K. all of them
were true angels of God, only Vincent Ferdinand he remained an
angelwitch from Satan.
Nowday’s
there had been found a true angel from north-america, she was named
Ysabellabrave and she had the true looks like she was a pretty Dutch
young female, even a friend of Vince was under influence of Ysabella
he said she had the looks of a girl from Zaandam or Haarlem or
Amsterdam and Vincent agreed with his befriended Martien.
Dr.Hans
v/d Ploeg he seemed fair and straight there was this young assistant
named Natasja, she’s a pretty one..
But
no girl was as good-looking as the gypsy princess Cindy whom went to
study in the far Australia were except aboriginals also AC/DC came
from with the deceased Bonn Scott, which was an elder rock ‘n roll
hero of Vincent because of his first bought record in 1979 called
Highway to hell, Bonn Scott looked so happy and normal on the front
cover.
Besides
his song lyrics were a little dirty minded, Vincent got this record
from his mother.
‘Episode
II’-the second spring. Chapter II ‘The temple of Elvis ’
All
around the world of rock everyone was influenced of the deceased
Elvis 30 years ago in 1977, Vince remembered very well driving his
little bike aged 6 years that his mother told him that Elvis was
found dead and Vincent’s first thought that there was something
wrong.
Latterly
he and his younger brother were invited to watch movies from Elvis at
a friends house both his parents were totally Elvis minded all their
house was filled with statues of the King of rock, and full pride the
father of the house showed an Elvis movie both as Vincent and Bas
were laughing about their temple of Elvis, which was real weird to
experience. .
The
BBC television asked Bon Scott (ac/dc) in 1979, ‘Do you consider
yourself as a rock ‘n roll star?’
Bon
Scott answered,’No I don’t, I ain’t no star at all. When I look
to heaven at midnight I
see hundreds of stars shining from heaven, but me? I am just an
ordinary rock ‘n roll singer!
That’s
all. Nothing special, Ha Ha Ha Ha’.
While
AC/DC toured through Scotland Bon Scott heard the Scottish Brian
Johnson singing
in
a local pub, and Bon told Angus Young after the music was
over and out,” If I ever die and end up dead I want you Angus to
take that Scottish vocalist Brian Johnson as the new vocalist of
AC/DC’.
And
it actually happened because during their Scottish tour of the
‘Highway to Hell’ record,
Bon
Scott died because of an overdoses of Alcohol while he slept in the
back of a car, he vomited but the vomit got stocked in his mouth, but
Bonn was too drunk to awake so hecouldn’t get any air in his lungs
because he had blacked out what was the reason he died.
AC/DC
who sold in the USA one
million copies of their first US success
album in 1979.AC/DC, what stood for Anti Christ/Devils Child, or a
person who was a Bi-Sexual?Angus Young took the last advice of Bon
Scott serious and AC/DC decided to ask thatScottish vocalist Brian
Johnson if he would like to become the new vocalist of AC/DC.There
1980 debut album with their new vocalist Brian Johnson named their
newest released album ‘Back in Black’, what of course was a
remembrance to Bon Scott(r.i.p.).
‘Back
in Black’ hit the NR.1 position of the US Billboard top 100 and the
album sold alone in the United
States over
8 million copies.
This
was AC/DC’s long awaited definitely breakthrough and the new
Scottish lead singerBrian Johnson was immediately carried upon the
hands of all world-wide AC/DC fans sothe growing number of their
loyal AC/DC fanatic fans all around the world created
AC/DC the status of being ‘Monsters of Rock’ and ever since their
concerts were sold out rapidly.Angus Young the lead guitarist of
AC/DC married with a pretty long legged blue eyed Dutch.
They
settled in the Dutch in a huge house in a small village close to the
famous studios and well known recording sound from rock
city Hilversum .
Their
debut without the deceased Bonn Scott, ‘Back in Black’ also hit
NR.1 in the United Kingdom and because of their rising successes the
Zeitgeist was born for diverse Heavy Metal acts to start to sell
copies of albums of over more than a million pieces all around the
world.
In
the U.K. 1980
was the start of an explosion of the N.W.O.B.H.M. which lasted until
1989.
The
fire of the New Wave Of British Heavy-Metal was successfully welcomed
by millions.
Since
1990, the US and U.K. top
ten charts were filled with rock-monsters like Nirvana,Pearl Jam,
Sound-garden, the Presidents of the USA ,
the Pixies and Metallica’s worldwide successfully top ten
hit-single ‘Nothing Else Matters’ who sold millions of their 7
inch single.
Since
the early 90’s, vinyl records faded out of the music industry and
were replaced by thesmall Compact-Discs what was founded and created
by the Dutch ‘Philips Industry’.
The
very first small compact disc was released by Warner Bros as a try
out copy of the NR.1 album
‘1984’ of Van Halen.
Episode
II chapter III- ‘Beat it!’
Because
of the success of their NR.1 hit video-clip ‘Jump’ from the two
original Dutch born brothers Edward and Alex van Halen, Heavy-Metal
had started to grown out of the under- ground and was fully accepted
by all sort of music buying listeners.
Edward
van Halen hit nr.1 US charts in 1983 by the Michael Jackson single
‘Beat it’ were Ed van Halen created the ultimate speedily
Heavy-Metal guitar sound by his famous finger picking guitar solo on
the 1983 nr.1 album ‘Thriller’, what made the whole western world
dance on the up-most famous and breakthrough solo album of Michael
Jackson which sold over more than 20 million copies in the western
world, and ‘Wacko M. Jackson’ became a living superstar for the
Afro-Americans of the U.S,A., sad but true M.Jackson couldn’t
playthe press and because of his fame everywhere he appeared in
the united
states he’d started
slowly sliding down close to insanity, today he looks more than a
dead man walking than as the 1983 shining star he had became, he
hit the world news as being a pedophilia, this
has
never been proven by court & justice he’d had been into sexual
activity’s with children.
Although
judges of California tried
to put him behind bars because he had been sleeping with several
children under the age of 12, Wacko M. Jackson never saw a cell-block
ofCalifornia .
Michael
Jackson was pleaded innocent as a sexual predator of child
molestation or sexualabusive behaviors with children under the age of
12 inside his own sort of Disneylandnamed Wonderland
at the west-coast of the United
States .This
Wonderland of Jackson is a national playground for his youngest
generation of fans.Michael Jackson confessed that he had been abused
by his father while their Jackson 5
family were all members of the Jehovah witnesses, Michael
remained an active member of the L.A. Jehovah
witnesses until he got kicked out of the Lords Kingdoms Houses
because of his devilishness video-clip of ‘Thriller’, his parents
remained active members of L.A. ’s
Jehovah’s witnesses.Adolf Hitler spoke out loud before WWII thus
the Jehovah’s witnesses were dangerous American money focused
religious fanatics whom needed to be put in the Nazi-death camps.
During
the Second World War a number of 30.000 German witnesses of Jehovah
had beengassed by the use of Zyklon-B inside these gas-chambers
of Hitler’s death camps. .
The
German SS Gestapo were surprised by the extreme strong religion of
these German witnesses of Jehovah during 1940-1944, the German SS
Gestapo tried those German witnesses of Jehovah to decide by
themselves to choose between death or to be released and sent back to
Germany under the only condition that all of the 30.000 prisoners
showed to the SS Gestapo to say ‘Heil Hitler’ and to raise
their right arm to show the Hitler greeting.
But
not a single captured witness of Jehovah surrendered themselves to
the SS Gestapo.According to their strong loyalty to Jehovah they
refused to put Adolf Hitler’s position above their invisible
Jehovah so the surprised SS Gestapo had no choose to treat them the
same as all other prisoners of Hitler’s Nazi death camps.
Many
people joined the witnesses of Jehovah after world war II because of
their heroic activity of these 30.000 innocent Germans who were all
gassed in Auschwitz because they all refused to praise Hitler
above Jehovah.
The
open anti-Hitler protests by 30.000 Germans grew to be the up-most
German heroic anti-Nazi and anti-Hitler’s attitude to support the
German born Jewish population till death.
Yiddish
Rabbi’s (Jewish Priests) named the only true God of Judea
Y.H.W.H.’ which is supposed to be spoken as ‘Jehovah’.Ancient
Jews of Jerusalem were strictly forbidden to speak out loud in public
the full name of ‘Y.H.W.H.’, whenever someone accidentally
rebelled and screamed ‘Jehovah!’ he’d been brought to court and
pleaded guilty of Blasphemy and was stoned by bricks till death in
public were the citizens of ancient Judeapicked
up bricks to stone this criminal in public till death.
Jesus
of Nazareth once witnessed someone whom was guilty of Blasphemy and
was ready to be stoned by a number of people, than Jesus stood up in
front of these people and because Jesus had already built up a
certain reputation among the citizens of Judea the people listened to
the famous words of Jesus, he’d spoke out loud,’ Let him whom is
100% innocent throw the first rock’, and the story still been told
until today that nobody of the listeners of Jesus of Nazareth threw a
single rock to that person whom was sentenced by court to die.Even in
the 21st century
or the third Millennium people, mostly woman, still be stoned till
death in nations such as Iran , Iraq ,
and Afghanistan etc.When a woman is caught because of prostitution or
because of her addiction of Opium or even worse when an ex-Muslim
woman turned into Christianity because of her lover, vice-versa when
an ex-Christian woman turned into the religion of her Arabian lover
and turned herself into the religion of Allah these victims of sadism
still got stoned till death by a number of evil fanatics without any
court or justice or the possibility of self-defense by any advocate.
In
face with the heroic action of these 30.000 German witnesses of
Jehovah, the famous Japanese Kamikaze pilots praised their emperor
above any God because the Japanese emperor was praised by the
Japanese as being God himself and to show their loyalty these pilot
suicides with success by attacking the american navy, now this was
according to the Christian soldiers of the united states a new and
true evil dangerous enemy because the surprised Americans didn’t
knew how to defend themselves against these Kamikaze suicides and it
must be said that the Japanese possessed a weapon which was so
enormous effective that they almost won the war against the united
states, if the soldiers of Hitler had the same attitude as the
Japanese Kamikaze pilots the war would have ended a bit different, at
December the 7th 1941
the peaceful soldiers of the United States were surprised for the
first time in history about the effective terrorism of suicidal
Japanese soldiers, Hitler commanded his troops never to surrender ,
but they weren’t trained like the Japanese to use suicide as the
up-most dangerous and up-most effective weapon ever used to attack or
to defense, Hitler felt betrayed by his own soldiers because they
surrended themselves to the allied forces which had the effect that
the battle of Europe was ended but Hitler refused to surrender so he
suicide with success while the Russians were only 5 minutes too late
to capture Hitler alive, the most weird rum-ours were
spread around the world and even today the death of Hitler is still
an unsolved myth.
Vincent
praised Wodan, the original Dutch God who was the original German God
named Wotan.
‘Heil
Wodan! I carry proudly all your names as if they are my own! I praise
you holy Wodan!
And
again he was falling in love at sight by a strong animal magnetism to
Mistress Nikita.
She
made the world go open wide and free like a reborn black rose who’s
living like his second life in a sort of ‘second spring’ of the
ever lasted youth of the devil himself.
Episode
II chapter IV-‘In search of Ysabella-brave’
Recently
in front of his altar of Satan, he cursed an enemy by a voodoo doll,
he tried to inject all his hatred emotions by the use of three
needles straight into the heart of the voodoo doll.
After
he finished his satanic ritual, he watched his photographs of
Mistress Nikita and thought how to earn money to pay her price,
‘maybe I should become a smooth criminal, a business of selling
street-dopa-mine, dangerous but financial worth the risk!’
But
his problem was because of the suffering of schizophrenia he used to
smoke his pain away by smoking Tabak or ‘chasing the dragon’
within smoking heroin, he praised the Lord for Gods creation of dark
Opium from Iran which
was reproduced in Barcelona as
heroin.
The
price of one little package of European reproduced Opium into ‘brown
sugar’ was at least 5 Eurodollar, when Vincent Blackwell bought
himself a 10 Eurodollar package it was enough to smoke until his
twisted mind finally found the peace he needed so heavily, whenever
he possessed 20 Euro-dollars he was smoking all night long until the
sun rose which made him sleepy.
Whenever
all alone in his bed he was always dreaming about woman such like
Ysabella-brave.
Frankly
speaking, Vincent Ferdinand never felt totally lonely the reason was
he was infect the flesh and blood of the Blair-witch original from
Maryland she moved to Zeeland to contact Vincent and the evil-witch
from the west succeeded by calling him by the exact same strange
noises from the 20th century
documentary ‘In search for the Blair-witch in Burkitsville,u.s.a.’
All
around the world fortunetellers, foreseers, witches, priests and
everyone who was a little supernatural minded foretold on
tele-vision, in magazines, the radio, local-newspapers etc.
Thus
within the third millennium there must have been a magical divine
ancient return of an fallen angel whom was the fatal omen to warn
mankind as a sign of the beginning of the end.
It
is written in the first millennium in the books of revelation noticed
by Johannes, he wrote, ‘All nations shall rise against all
other nations’; now economical those words were reality.
Our
common blue mother planet earth had started a new area, some
foreseers predicted the third millennium as the new age of Aquarius,
Vincent witnessed it as the return of the dark witches.
Laying
in bed he mostly listened to the famous independent British BBC
from London.Last
night they were discussing the well known fact thus each year 800.000
schizophrenics committed suicide with success, many schizophrenic
friends of V.Blackwell suicided express
Once
in a while he recorded a self written song on guitars and he wrote
his lyrics to record.
‘SMACK KILLS!’
‘Legs
and hands so thin as ice,
Smack
and crack are dirty lies.
Love
yourself so stay away,
Love
yourself so hear me say!
Crack
kills, but it thrills and that’s why Crack kills!
Abuse
your friend, your only friend to you it makes no difference in the
end
Smoke
today, shoot tomorrow
Shoot
smack, doomed till death!
Smack
kills but it thrills and that’s why smack kills!
Poisened
minds , empty heads,dirty needles aids it spreads
Love
yourself so stay away!
Love
yourself so hear me say!
Episode
II chapter V-‘methamphetamine’
Now
day’s there was a new hard-drugs spreading like a disease around
the world, it was nicknamed as ‘Ice’ or ‘methamphetamine’,
which was according to his brother a sort of combination between
heroin and speed, after smoking just a little the food tasted better,
The
music sounded better, sexuality was better, and using ‘Ice’
people were filled with energy enough to work twice as hard so
society became positively influenced by the hard workings.
Now
according to Vincent this wasn’t new at all, when he was a young
man aged 18 he was doing the dirty job as a slayer in the
slaughterhouse of screaming pigs, and all among us were addicted or
under the influence of heroin, cocaine, or amphetamine while the boss
knew we were but he didn’t mind at all as long as we blood-suckers
from hell did our dirty jobs.
After
finishing the high-school of economy he didn’t went to study
because he wanted to work to be able to buy his favorite electric
guitar and marshal amp so he passed through his examinations as a
forklift-driver and started to work at night at the Shell from 7
o’clock till 7 o’clock next morning, hereby he earned good money
and his father gave him all the freedom he wanted to explore the big
evil world, either he started to work in a factory to burn
hospital-garbage, thousands of all sort of drugs and thousands of
used dirty needles, then Vincent thought , ‘Always try to avoid to
get addicted to any hospital drugs, always’.
Sadly
spoken since June 1992 Vincent Ferdinand suffered phantom-noises,
earaches, headaches, heartaches because of Yashmine, and an enormous
deep depression, so even until today he was into the use of
painkillers such like methadone, Tramadol and Valium to ease his
pain.
To
love and to receive love was his biggest mental problem, he was in
love with Cindy the gypsy princess but she moved to the other side of
the world, so he had no choose than to find love and female attention
inside the studio of mistress Nikita’s, he was thinking about how
he would ever be able to pay her price even if it would be only once
a month, sexual speaking he suffered impotency but he just wanted to
held Nikita in his arms and to bite into her flesh and to kiss her
softly all around her strong Romanian female beautiful body of a
divine goddess.
“I
am not an ugly person’, he thought, ‘I posses white skin, blond
hair and blue eye’s!’, so once even if I need to search a female
out of Africa I must get married otherwise I remain an unhappy person
for the rest of my life and I refuse that, I mean when I was younger
than today I could get all the woman I desired because most girls
desired to possess me too!.
Only
thinking of this made him depressed, not a single schizophrenic
seemed to have luck within love, most of them weren’t searching for
love, they seemed to be satisfied alone with their insanity, because
most schizophrenics were goodhearted people he treated them the same
way, but some days as today he started to hate all these stupid fools
because there wasn’t a single person to have a intelligent
conversation with it made him feel even more alone.Thinking back of
his true love and befriended affair with Yashmine it made him almost
cry, he was such a happy person by loving this pretty young woman and
she loved him in return.
Today
he had an appointment with Dr. Simon to talk about his
heterosexual frustrations, Dr.Simon was a very descent foreign man
they knew each other since 1984 and they always had a good
relationship within each other.
Vincent
knew he was emotional and sexual living with a broken heart, would
Nikita be able to fix my heart again?By the way, both of as well as
Nikita’s studio as Vincent Ferdinand Blackwell himself was living
on NR .237A, Nikita’s studio was close to the
SintFransiscus Hospital in
the north of the city of Rotterdam .
recently
out of frustration and of hateful emotions he drunk too much vodka
what made him entered to the Sint Fransiscus Hospital brought by
ambulance after the police was warned by neighbors that he had
blacked out, he was lucky, no real damages bodily speaking, but it
was already the third time he’d been brought by ambulance to
Intensive Care inside this hospital of Rotterdam.
Episode
II chapter VI-‘EDDIE TERROR!’
The
first time because of an overdoses medications, the second time
because of overdoses of drugs, all three times he ended up awake at
the intensive-care, heavily-depressed.It isn’t a feeling of
happiness as an adult to sleep without a pretty true loving wife.The
last girl he ever kissed was Yashmine, the last woman he had been
sleeping with was the best friend of Yashmine,named Mira, ever since
he had never been sleeping with a true woman not a single night, it
made him even to consider to commit suicide, serious.‘Stay strong’,
were the written words of the high-priestess of Satan, Madam Blanche
Barton.He’d had no single choice than to hold on tight to his
religion of Satanism and Blasphemy
Recently
the BBC radio warned everyone for Mr. EDDIE TERROR! Who the hell is
Eddie terror? I don’t know, all I know its close to
11th September .
people don’t seemed to remember that it was the infamous ‘Black
September’ the 11th in
1974 during the Olympic games in Deutschland, were terrorists killed
surprised the Israeli-an sportive members of the Olympic games in
Deutschland which was a very important one for Israel because they
wanted to prove themselves after the holocaust during 1933 till 1945,
sadly spoken it were the Palestinians.But the MOS-SAD the secret
agency from Israel caught
all these terrorists one by one, but it is not any coincidence
that New
York City was
under attack on 11thSeptember
2001.
Because
to a lot of Muslims the U.S.A. were named ‘American Jews’,
because of their support to Israel, but it was an attack on the whole
western society, inc.Europe..
Vincent
was now day’s very angry on the British couple Mac Cane (insane),
because he had no doubt the both parents were to blame by
themselves for the death and missing of their baby ‘Madeleine’,
besides they hit Portugal very deeply to blame it on the police but
the police from Portugal is always very kind and friendly for their
tourists, but these police got fooled deep in the heart and these
parents were fooling all the vast-eland of Europe, they betrayed even
the pope from Rome, most worse is that these friendly
Portuguese police were very sensitive for their national income of
tourism which was now heavenly tortured.The British stabbed the
Portuguese in their back, because the Mac Cane’s were both doctors
they knew what they were doing, they both knew very well to keep
silence until they turned back to Britannia, I hate these detectives
like Sherlock Holmes, 007, and all others, why didn’t they
possessed the knowledge to arrest the Mac Cane’s and put them in
jail for murder and betrayal?
No,
I prefer the Criminal Polizei from Germany like
Derrick Und Der Alte, if I was the Portuguese police I would without
any doubt started a war with Britannia, a financial war.
The
queen of London should
pay 10 million pounds to the society of Portugal ,
if not this means war! War fucking war! I hate you so much you Mac
Cane’s! Go home and fuck you!
Now
it must be said that Vincent Ferdinand could look into the future, he
was ashamed he didn’t took actions to support the friendly police
of Portugal, besides the police of Portugal had more than enough
prove that the Mac Can’s were guilty, so why did they let them go
home? I don’t know, I really don’t.
Finally
he’d spoke with father .Jack Osbourne he asked ‘Father, do
you believe that in the near future I might posses a female robot
priest?’
“A
female robot priest?”, ‘No I don’t think you will, besides she
will only worry when you will plug out her
batteries!’
“Father,
what about the British Mac Cane? I mean I strongly believe they are
guilty in the first degree, agree? They fooled the whole of Europe
inc. the pope besides both of them are doctors so they are aware
about how to poison somebody and they are well known about how keep
their mouth shut, they even raised money for their own safety, do you
disagree?”
“Well,
frankly speaking I believe you are right, but as you say yourself as
long as both of them keep silence there is no hard proof to put them
in prison, but I agree with you Vincent”
‘Thanks
Father I appreciate you’re fairness’
‘It’s
a British shame these Mac Cane’ confessed father Jack Osbourne.
‘Father?
Whenever I confess my sins to you you do keep your mouth shut towards
the F.B.I.?’Asked Vincent Ferdinand fairly.
‘Ofcourse
kid, your sins you confess are secrets between you, me and the holy
Lord”
‘Okay,
now suppose I am guilty of killing a Muslim, would you still shut
your mouth?”
‘Sure,
as I said before, you’re innocent until it’s been proven you’re
guilty by the F.B.I.,
if
they can’t prove you’re not innocent I’ll stand beside you
until I die!”
‘Good.
Good point. Well taken Father! Very nice indeed”
‘Unless
I am sure you’re going to plug out my batteries, or when I have no
doubt you will commit suicide because of your confession, than its my
duty to save my life or yours! Okay?’
“I
surrender father, so whenever I want to pull out you’re batteries
or I am about to suicide, its me who’s the one who needs to shut my
mouth, I don’t want to get arrested by the F.B.I. because you tell
them that I confessed in front of you’re altar I might be Mr. Eddie
Terror!”
‘Eddie
Terror?, no Vincent you are not Eddie Terror, you’re nothing but a
schizophrenic Satanist, believe me a schizophrenic Satanist is only a
confused child of our holy Father Y.H.W.H.”.
‘Okay,
so you guess I am a confused Satanist, I’ll buy that; I’ll drink
on that tonight Father!’
.’You
should taste a glass of red wine Vince, that’s because red wine is
infect symbolic the blood of Christ, and eat a peace of white bread
which is symbolic Christ’s flesh!”
“Hmm,
I’ll buy that and I’ll eat and drink on that tonight rev. Ossie!’
‘Father?
I’ve got one more question’
‘Tell
me, what is on your mind kid”
“Its
about my neighbor, he’s suffering A.D.H.D., besides he’s into
criminal activity’s because he is a pedophile-bi-sexual! He’d
showed me some dirty child abusive sex-crimes the most worst is that
he Mr. Raymond van K, my neighbor, calls himself a Cath’lick
Roman-churchgoer, and he calls me a stranger!’
‘I
am ready to inform my befriended skinheads to solve this
inhumanity!’, ‘Understood Father?’
‘Okay,
I trust you on your words, I do believe you Vincent”
‘Listen
to me father’, and Vincent Ferdinand pulled out a piece of the
Sunday edition of the Washington post,
nobody wishes to miss a Sunday edition, not if you’re a sane
person.
‘Here
it comes Father! Just listen okay?’
‘I
am one and all ears’ wheezed rev. Jack O.
‘Jerusalem ,
Sunday, Canadian documentary makers have localized the sepulcher of
Jesus of Nazareth, they base themselves on many, many years research
of archaeologists, historians, book experts and DNA specialists. The
sepulcher is according to them in a cave in the current district
Talpiot of Jerusalem, in the small cave experts found ten rests of
sepulcher lay in a coffin on which several names stood engraved on
lay in a coffin stand among them’ Jesus son of Jozef’, ‘Judah,
son of Jesus’ and two coffins of Maria. It would concern Maria
Magdalena and Maria, mother of Jesus, Judah might
be the only child of Jesus, according the Israeli-an newspaper
Yediot Ahronot” spoke Vincent Ferdinand out loud filled with Jewish
pride. ‘Now
tell me Father, what’s your religion named again? A Christian?
HaHaHaHa’
‘You
are a little devil yourself!’ answered rev.rev. Osbourne a bit
frustrated.
‘HaHaHaHa’
.’Vincent?
Besides I don’t believe anything what the Washington post
says, I personal wish to see before I believe such stories, it could
be anti-Christian propaganda!’
‘I
surrender Father’
‘Another
example Vince, I don’t even believe anything what is written in the
2 holy books’(testaments)
‘You
don’t?’
‘No
I don’t’
‘Why
not?’
‘Look,
the words of Johannes for example, I don’t know for sure if
Johannes was suffering schizophrenia or if he was supernatural,
further I don’t read the holy book as if it is reality, I read it
symbolic, just as the garden of Eden it’s all symbolic Vince, the
holy book taught us the difference between good and evil and our
language is based upon the holy book further,
our
society and justice system is since 1000 years based upon the
scriptures’
‘I
understand Father, there remains only a few subjects which you need
to explain to me’
‘Such
as?’
‘Judas
Iscarot, I mean all Christians called him an evil disciple, but were
he really that evil?’
Father
Osbourne touched his left ear and pulled it than he pushed his nose
and put his right index finger inside and started to zig-zag.
‘Judas
Iscarot? Hmm, interesting question and difficult to answer Vince’
And
Father Ossie took a deep breath and slowly breathed out of his nose
while he was watching the falling rain through the window.
‘My
grandmother would say thus the angels are urinating from heaven
Father!’
‘Urinating?
God! I never heard that before, is she your Jewish grandmother?’
‘No
she’s a Dutch protestant who refuses to die, but she was married
after the war with my Jewish grandfather, original he’s a Romanian
Jew’
‘I
see’
There
was a peaceful atmosphere inside Father Osbourne’s office, the only
sound was the falling rain outside, and Vincent used to love the rain
he loved to get wet while he was walking towards the
Brooklyn-hospital or towards the Brooklyn therapy
center.
‘Another
question Father, what about sexual predators, are they God’s
creation?’
‘Sexual
predators? No, God never created sexual predators; they are created
by today’s society, mostly such roman cath’lick priests are
abused themselves besides because priests are only human they are
sexual humans too, they are mostly homosexuals but because they are
raised as teenagers whom were strictly forbidden to masturbate or
have sexuality experiences before they got married and found out they
prefer to love their own sexe instead of the other sexe they went to
the cath’lick university were they met other homosexuals whom were
trying to push down their sexual emotions by becoming a priest, but
you can’t change someone’s sexual animal magnetism so once they
cant get a grip on themselves and because they have power over the
goodhearted children they abuse them for their own lust because they
know very well thus the children are too goodhearted and too afraid
because of Angst to confess those sex crimes towards their parents,
only once they get adults and get married with a woman because they
fear they would be homosexuals themselves just as their priests they
realize they have been abused by these roman cath’lick priests, the
problem is they found out they are no homosexuals at all, but they
are raised as roman cath’licks so they have a religious personal
identity problem, and I fear that’s the reason why kids like you
Vince become members of the Church of Satan nor less worse they
become agnostic, or a new born-christian maybe even a Jehovah’s
witness, or as you Vince a schizophrenic or Manic depressed, in the
worst case they end up as sexual predators themselves’
‘Hmm,
good explanation Father, would you let a sexual predator enter your
church?’
‘Yes
I would, sexual predators are humans too and all humans are welcome
in my church, besides with a bit luck by the powers of Christ and
because of a confession and prayers they might even start to realize
its wrong and evil too abuse children, so to answer your question,
yes sexual predators are also welcome on Sunday but God himself said
clearly in the holy book,’ What thou do unto my little ones thou do
unto me’, in other words whenever you help a crying child you help
a crying God’
‘Where
have you learned such wisdom Father? I must confess you are a
goodhearted protestant’
Episode
II- chapter VII –‘God’s gonna cut you down’
‘If
I was a woman, I’d guess I’d become a lesbian’, wheezed Vincent
Ferdinand while he was watching Ysabellabrave’s ‘God’s gonna
cut you down’, ‘you see Father from hell, I’d love to worship
such perfect god’s creation, besides I can sing like Ysabellabrave
as well, okay it took me a couple of piano lessons but wasted and
wounded singing behind the old piano together with my brother Bas, we
used to love to write and sing our own songs such stupidity as
‘feelings, nothing more than fee-ee-eelings’, anyway father from
hell when I visit you in your darkroom, I’d do pray there remains
an old piano and a bottle of red wine, p.s. don’t forget about my
brother, you can’t blame him for having the looks of butt-head, at
least we sing you ‘God’s gonna cut you down’, perhaps together
with Saddam Hussein, Adolf Hitler, Josef Mengele, ,Josif
Stalin,Pol Pot,Aliester Crowly, Vladimir Putin and Napoleon
Bon-Apart? , could you please keep a room in your deluxe
Motel Hell? And an old piano?’
Many
priests were predicting over a period of hundreds of years about the
three anti-Christ’s.
According to the 16th century Michelle Le Not-re Dame he predicted that little Napoleon would be the first to terror Europe with blood, death and destruction, the second one the infamous Adolf Hitler living near the river the Histler created his evil fantasies would be the second, according to myself Adolf Hitler is supposed to be the only true Anti-Christ in history, but Michelle le Not-re Dame predicted Usama Bin Laden as the third and final anti-Christ.
According to the 16th century Michelle Le Not-re Dame he predicted that little Napoleon would be the first to terror Europe with blood, death and destruction, the second one the infamous Adolf Hitler living near the river the Histler created his evil fantasies would be the second, according to myself Adolf Hitler is supposed to be the only true Anti-Christ in history, but Michelle le Not-re Dame predicted Usama Bin Laden as the third and final anti-Christ.
Other
priests predicted as anti-Christ’s, today’s Roman cath’lick
Pope, and the USSR Gorbachev, and some priests pronounced the
president of the United States whom would abuse religion to fight the
innocent Saddam (innocent?), some Christians predict that the last
and final anti-Christ according to the books of revelation that he
would be the future president of Israel whom seems to create peace
with a fatal war in his evil future plans.
Well,
I shall be fair, I don’t believe anything about the three
anti-Christians at all, I mean the list of historic anti-Christs
world wide in history I rather talk and predict about the
10thanti-Christs,
don’t you put your finger my way because I speak the truth.Okay?
Good point. Well taken. Thank you, thank you very much indeed
Now,
I have to agree within the 16th century
Michelle Le Not-re dame thus Usama Bin Laden is definitely a huge
anti-Christ, I fear and predict that the war what started on
11thSeptember
and the United States hit the evil back because to attack is the best
self-defense, is going to be a long, very long never ending conflict
which will be a religious war, a holy war or a Jihad.
Of
course according to fanatic Muslims, Bin Laden and Saddam are heroes
and G.W, Bush is the ultimate anti-Muslim, let me explain in other
words, in ancient times in Australia, were the aboriginal Indians
used to fight each other, now here it comes, if an Indian put his
Voodoo on his enemy they called it white magic, vice versa if the
same enemy strikes back with the very same Voodoo, the Indian priest
suddenly calls this attack Black magic! Who made who?
‘That
same old black magic!’, many Afro-Americans such as Jimi Hendrix
and Fats Domino, they all were into the religion of voodoo learned
from west-Africa brought to America , It is spoken that African
voodoo truly exists, ex-slaves from Africa brought to America by the
Dutch brought with them the infamous voodoo-religion and many of them
believe that the voodoo put the souls free at first in Canada, later
after the civil-war of the states voodoo put free the Afro-Americans
as well, it is spoken that upon the island St. Vincent and the
Grenadines it were the ancient Dutch with slaves whom ended up across
the Atlantic Ocean on
a lonely-island, South-America, that the Flying Dutch with their
west-African slaves saved their selves upon St.Vincent mixing up
the Dutch blood with the African, of course they mixed their religion
too, Protestantism with Voodoo, infect the first shape of true
Satanism.In Amsterdam in
1987 when Vincent Ferdinand visited the Kerk van Satan (aka
the C.o.S). the
first time he felt in love with a dark priestess whom had the looks
of Monique Klemann
Episode
II-chapter VIII-‘Black Magic Woman’
It
was the summer of 1987 and Vincent F. was 16 years of age, he’d
never visited the red light district but this summer he incidentally
crossed the monument of war and walked further into the City of
Sodom, he knew what he was searching for but he didn’t knew
where to find it.
The
pretty female of Amsterdam where
smiling and winking but he was still a virgin, love,sexuality wasn’t
the drive to visit the heart of the city; it was pure Satanism, 100%
pure evil.I didn’t knew much about the church of Satan but
I knew enough to realize it was my church.Some people say Satan is a
black prostitute and God himself a white visitor, schizophrenic?
There
he stood in front of the black house of Satan; it was a beautiful
church, painted black.Powerful and dark the church stood strong in
the middle of Sodom of Amsterdam, he walked down the stairs and a
child with his white index finger ringed the bell, it was the Hells
Bells.
Waiting
whom would open wide the black door his heart was pounding and there
the up-most important moment of his childhood the door went slowly
open and there she stood, was it real or
a fantasy? Was he dreaming?
The adult black dressed dark skinned pretty female looked him into
his blue eyes and her eyes caught him like a hypnosis, she had such
big brown eyes.
He
had never felt such strong love for any adult female and he felt
himself falling into the arms of this black magic woman, he’d never
had sexual teachings by anyone but he realized that this wonder woman
was the one he would obey forever, for a moment he couldn’t believe
his eye’s until she started to smile, she had such beautiful white
teeth, infect everything about her was as beautiful as a black
diamond, he’d nearly didn’t dared too ask her a question, but he
found what he had been searching for since he was a wild child,
realizing being a white Jew perhaps because he was just a boy and she
was somebody you didn’t dare not to obey.
Of
course, without any doubt he sold his soul to Satan in her own
person, and I must confess the influence of this black magic
woman is unstoppable,the legend of Satan lives on forever.
Yes,
I do believe in Satan, I’ve always had and yes, I obey the legend
of the church of Satan. No
matter when, where, how, or anything else, I obey and I sacrificed
myself to this church. Of course without any doubt I wasn’t
aware of the danger-side of true Satanism aged 16, but it might took
a couple of years before I realized what on earth I tried to convince
myself.
Even
until today,25 years later, I am still in love with all woman whom
have the looks of Monique Klemann, sometimes I wonder to get out of
this possessed place and to start a new life in Iran with a true and
loving wife, dressed in black with black long hair, dark skinned,
Beautiful
white teeth, big brown eye’s, a smooth sensual female friendly
voice, pretty legs, pretty big ass, in other words the woman of my
dreams, I know very well that even in Iran there are citizens whom
are Jewish/Protestant or supernatural and white, blue eyes, blond
haired.
Now
it is fair to admit that Vincent Ferdinand although he was mostly
innocent, he possessed many enemy’s in our society whom
where evil towards him only and just because of his befriended adults
of the church of Satan, infect it happened quite often that judges
and doctors blamed all evil on Vincent himself just because of his
friends of the satanic church.
Sometimes
things got so Godverdomme worse in face with justice that he, Vincent
Ferdinand, felt like he was a true criminal and an UN-treatable
person only because of his experiences with true Satanism, now its
fair to confess that this story about Satanism and today’s
society takes a long, long time to tell and to understand by
others, it made him feel tired and sick.
During
his teenage years he was constantly living with teenage difficulties,
only natural, only human subjects, it would take another episode
to write it all down on paper on the internet.
The
black magic woman whom introduced him within the satanic church made
a huge impact on him, perhaps she was the only reason he never let
the church down and went through it until the very bitter end, even
until today he remained a loyal member of the satanic black house in
the heart of the city of Amsterdam, in between all pretty woman from
all around the world, most of these female were dark skinned with
black African hair, so finally when he reached the infamous age of 18
he couldn’t say ‘Nee’, to these burning black magic females.
Episode
II-chapter IX- ‘There ain’t no business like snow business
(Snow
business is my business and business is good!)
It
was the year 1999 a.c., Vincent Ferdinand was living in his new
apartment, a small flat, only 5 minutes from the Brooklyn-hospital,
it was just big enough for a single person, too small to raise a
family, but on the other side exactly huge enough for himself,
good.very nice.
In
the year 1996 he suffered a psycho, a heavily one afterwards he got a
treatment by Dr. Nurmuhamed
In
1997, the president of the Brooklyn-hospital gave his permit-ion that
he found it okay to give it a try to let Vincent Blackwell start his
life again in a new area in his town, west.
Although
the doctors protested the president who accidentally was passing by
gave his final
agreement
after he asked Vincent a few questions such as his hobbies like
playing guitars.
Still,
after the summer of 1992 he kept on suffering earache, his ears were
damaged by an evil jealous Ernie whom committed a sick joke by
damaging the ears of Vincent Ferdinand by the use of forbidden
firework from Deutschland, a sort of small piece of T.N.T.named a
‘Stryker’.
Even
until today this incident made him feel so sick he could vomit each
moment of the day, and it must be said he infect tried to vomit each
morning because of a heavy depression, not because he didn’t
smoke any heroine, sad but true smoking heroin seemed the best
solution to avoid the feeling of the need to vomit, and that’s why
he smoked, if possible, ‘Brown sugar’.
During
1998 he used to work at the local graveyards close to his home, he
felt good during his work at least he didn’t felt useless, he knew
feeling useless was one of the up-most negative and depressive
emotions, he experienced this feeling during his treatment 1997/1998
.
Was
there a special reason why Vincent F. worked aged 27 years on the
local graveyard?
Yes,
there was a single understandable special reason.
In
1995 his befriended Mr .Kuipers suicides successfully, therefore
Vincent F. felt guilty because of the dead of a friend, and he might
have been guilty but Vincent F. didn’t push his friend from a
bridge unto the frozen water of the winter during 1995 were his dead
body was finally pulled out the waters by the local
Brooklyn-police after a golden-tip by the F.B.I.
During
this black funeral Vincent F. went away with a friend to Rotterdam to
smoke dope, he knew the people of the city of the hellion would blame
it all on him just because he wasn’t present on this fatal black
suicidal funeral of mr.Kuipers, his Tarot-cards explained Vincent why
he was the one to blame, the cards spoke’ You’re the one to blame
because you’re the shining absent starlight during a black
funeral’, and as always the holy tarot-cards were right.
The
police officer in the neighborhood Mr. Martin Bormann whom had the
true looks of a true ancient dutch police-man was of course as always
interested in the ups and downs of his neighborhood plus in the ups
and downs of Vincent F., whom was according to Mr. Martin Bormann a
little bit a weirdo, but through the age of times he had no other
choice than to accept Vincent F. as a friendly and trust-able person
whenever man tries to understand any stranger upon the world, and
Martin Bormann knew very well thus the whole world was filled with
strangers, some such as the criminally insane’s.
Of-course
it was even after ten years still a hot case to the Brooklyn-police
what-about all informatica there existed about the suicide case of
mr.Kuipers, and to speak of the devil, Martin Bormann knew the father
of his dead friend and as a good police-man Martin Bormann couldn’t
forget the deceased with his huge Dutch mustache beneath his nose
what gave Vincent F. always the feeling of living in the year 1948.
Now
it must be said that for a privet reason he owned the looks of Fidel
Castro, or according to others the looks of Che, his father recently
named his oldest son ‘a German soldier’ , true,It was pleasurable
according to Vincent to be named as written as above, and he didn’t
really felt ashamed to carry proudly his German-soldier winter
jacket.
Above
his apartment lived a police family, Rotterdam-police, this family
were true circle jerks
because
of their unholiness of their privet behavior, now this family was
tipped by his ex-dealer whom betrayed Vincent F. through his
informatica about his angel-dust addiction.
Episode
II-part X – ‘Rotterdam ;
six-hundred and sixty-six years’
‘All
Hallow e’en 31 oktober’
He
felt so guilty in face within mistress Nikita he’d smoked all his
money down the drain,because of that he had to undergo another
punishment at the infamous Brooklyn-hospital.But it seemed already so
long ago, facing the judge in Rotterdam again and again, in the end
he was home again chasing the dragon this was pure out of sleepless
nights, ‘We ought to give this man heroin!, I guess that’s my
only solution!’, were the spoken out loud words out of the mouth of
the one and only true Buddhist inside the Brooklyn-cold-turkey
center.The Buddhist was laughing towards a nurse and Vincent was
laughing together with the red dressed bold Buddhist, and so it
happened that Buddha in owns person gave his agreement.
‘Tonight,
I am going getting laid, Oh Judas! Please forgive me for not been a
true sinner!’Indeed, once he possessed enough cash to visit the
Romanian Nikita, she was his mistress,At least it was Vincent F. whom
loved to believe fairy-tales with Satan’s Mistress, once, once.
Was
he too late? Something must been definitely going wrong, Satan’s
Mistress had escaped!
Help!
Mamma! Oma! Help!
Opa? Satan? Hitler? Heeeeelp!!!! Allah, please have mercy, it is only
me! , just me! Nothing special or whatever, but this time it ain’t
me who is breaking our sacred holy oath.On the table lay down the
Sunday-edition of der Deutsche das Bild, ‘Geheime Auschwitz-photos,
Aufgetaucht!, und ‘So
frohlich feierten die SS-morder!’.
‘Gruss
Gott! Nein, Ich habe es auch nicht gewusht!’
And
so it happened on 31 oct. on All Halloweens eve, that he was filled
with Angst to die, he was even scared for children to be
eaten alive but happily he survived 12,00 past midnight and he was a
happy man to fall asleep after being satisfied by the BBC, he
thought:’BBC, Let me be free’
But
Vincent F. was a little too happy because he got drunk mitt ein
freund aus Deutschland, and than it happened, Vincent lost all
contact with space and time and he must have been real drunk, really
drunk, o.k. so far, what happened? Near the shops he took a 15 year
old girl inside his arms and he started to lick all over her face! Of
course he got arrested and brought to the local Brooklyn-police but
this time, Martin Bormann was of duty, but happily the Brooklyn
police- woman knew Vincent Ferdinand in own person, because according
to a golden tip by Vincent F. himself she was the one whom arrested
with the help from Vincent F. himself the computer of his neighbor
because of sex-crimes with children under the age of 12 years.
So
she didn’t understand! But what could I say? Should I’ve
said:’Guess I’ am a love hungry man! , ought you not to think
like that!
O.k.
I didn’t hurt the young woman, besides it’s not my nature to act
like that, it is against my religion, but that police-officer seen my
house while arresting the computer of my neighbor
You
know what she say’s? ‘Have you painted that satanic pentagram?
‘What could I say?’
Its
true Vincent Ferdinand Blackwell was sad because Mistress Nikita had
left him, and he was so in love with mistress Nikita, he felt
desperate, no future, nothing to live for, nothing.
‘Oh
God, I need a woman oh so bad!’
“I
wish I was a cowboy in America, than I would rob a bank and visit the
prettiest White Anglo-Saxon Prostitute’
Vincent
was unhappy; he was a cold hear-ted man although he strongly believed
in sexual healings, but as times passes by all the girls’ down-town
and went away to the big city’s, only a few like himself never
tried out to get out of the city of the Hellion, it was very easy to
become dope-addicted in town, but it is very hard to stay alive
during a mans addiction, besides the addresses to buy heroin,
angel-dust, etc. was very miserable to try to buy, doomed.Each day he
used to inject himself 3 or 4 times with a needle filled with
angeldust, it’s true, Vincent Ferdinand used to be an old
friend of the rock ‘n roll of Holland ,
Hermanus Brood.
Episode
II-part XI-“Herman Brood & his rock n roll suicide”
In
the third millennium the worst thing happened in July 2001, it was a
sad day because Herman Brood suicides with success by jumping down
from the Hilton Hotel Amsterdam.
Herman
Brood was the only true Dutch rock ‘n roll star, he owned many fans
in Deutschland, Belgium and Holland ,
with x-mass 2000 an Uncle from Vincent whom was a sort of
professor In Antrax etc. gave Vincent Ferdinand two records from
‘Herman Brood & his wild romance’ the first and second, both
of them were printed in the U.S.A. and his uncle used to work and
study in the United States where he bought these two records, only
the second one did have a different front-cover in
face with the European one which according to Vincent F. was a very
special gift, because nobody’s owns records from the wild romance
from the other-side of the Atlantic
Ocean .
Because
we were in the heart of Amsterdam my
nephew say’s he knows where the house stands from Herman Brood, but
Vincent F. was feeling too depressed to say goodbye to Herman Brood,
because Vincent knew very well that Herman Brood was into a
cold-turkey
This
time Herman Brood was serious about suicide and Vincent F. knew how
Herman Brood,
was
speaking too serious about his death this time, this time he didn’t
ask any attention, this time Herman Brood spoke too serious
about dying and this was the up-most reason for Vincent not to visit
Herman Brood, of-course after his death Vincent was very depressed
and he started to inject with help from a friend to shoot up
angel-dust, now its fair to say that Herman Brood was innocent facing
the injections of Vincent himself, he felt so sad that he didn’t
went to the house of Herman to ask to sign his American versions of
his first two albums, o.k. it’s true,
the
first time Vincent ever witnessed angel-dust and needles to inject
was during a friendly interview in the summer of 1986, it was real
funny to speak with Herman Brood under 4 eyes.
The
wild romance was a real good rock ‘n roll band, only Herman Brood
thought he was a sort of Elvis which of course was funny in the
beginning but it ended into a rock ‘n roll suicide
So
the wild romance became Dutch-famous in the late 70’s, and indeed
they possessed true good hard-rock albums, they owned a world-wide
hit single with Saturday Night, and they even performed live on stage
in the united states where they almost became famous, but America
isn’t created for rock ‘n roll junkies such as Herman Brood guess
it was too hard.
In
1994 the suicide year of Kurt Cobain it was the last time Vincent F.
saw the wild romance.
1994
wasn’t an easy year to Vincent, it started going wrong after the
suicide of the lead-guitarist of Nirvana hereby I need to explain a
true happened story once in April 1994 Vincent was inside his home,
it was evening and he shook his Tarot-cards questioning about the
privet
life
of Kurt Cobain so the cards explained ‘bad luck, accident or
death’, While he rethought it he went to sleep, at midnight he got
a nightmare about Kurt Cobain committing suicide with a riot gun he
sat on the floor with a white t-shirt blue jeans and sneakers, he’d
put the gun and put it in his mouth and shot himself Vincent could
see all the blood shattering against the wall
Vincent
woke up out of this evil dream and felt shocked, so the next day he
enters together with his brother a Chinese restaurant where the TV.
Was set upon MTV Europe, it was late.
The
restaurant was filled with all Blondie’s with blue eye’s boy’s
and girls, the Chinese was the only nun-Blondie and suddenly there
came the news of the 90’s, Lead-guitarist Nirvana committed a
successful suicide.
Vincent
immediately dropped his head on the table and he felt sick, the other
youngsters were laughing about the news of 1994, than Vincent
became angry towards the others and all knew that Vincent was a
lead-guitarist as well so they vanished rapidly out of the
restaurant, only he and his brother and two young girls kept on
watching MTV Europe April 1994.
Now
what happened? Vincent realized his unhappiness and went to a
Brooklyn-psychiatrist and he was asked the reason for his confusion
but Vincent F. couldn’t answer fairly, anyway not about the
influence of Kurt Cobain because what should I have said? I didn’t
know.
But
strangely enough according to that doctor I was suffering
schizophrenia because I’ve been an aspirant member of the church of
Satan the red-light district Amsterdam .
Episode
II-part XII- Female Body Inspector (warning!)
He
was sad and depressed, for a long time he’d been in love with
mistress Nikita, the pretty red-haired prostitute she made him happy
again because of her beautyness and female voice.Too late, no change
to be loved by Nikki, without love, what’s the reason to live? He
was an ex addicted in face with shooting up angel-dust, it cost him
too much money it was a slow suicide if he didn’t quit shooting in
his veins, so there was no choice left, he was alone.
In
his mind he saw the beginning, the middle and the end in front of his
eye’s his life was like a b- movie in a cheap theater, nothing to
be proud of, without a woman in his life like he once used too when
he was younger, as a teenager, he was happy for the first time in his
life and yes, I know she was happy too, we loved each other but she
broke his heart by leaving him.
He
couldn’t think of something else in this world, she was such a
pretty young woman, God.And when they made love during the winter the
summer the spring on the beach with full moon like they were witches,
now it’s true to say that she Yashmin was a talent full witch.He
had never touched such beauty in his life, so soft and female, so
warmth and sexual.
Since
the year 2000 life went so fast, so many changes, so many mixed up
emotions inside.What the hell does Satan wants from me? Didn’t I do
anything for my dark lord? Anything? Of course, he believed in
the good lord as well, he was a deep religious personality, a rare.In
the 80’s it was the church of Satan and
his guitar studying which made him believe in God.
Since
the 90’s it was Yashmin whom tormented him with love and loneliness
and painkillers.In the 70‘s he was only a child, but in those 90’s
he supposed to handle and act as an adult.He was suffering a
headache, a giant one, he felt future-less, useless and loveless, and
his blue eyes were watching the world passing by like he wasn’t
actually a part of this modern world.
Recently
Martin Bormann, the police-officer, called Vincent Ferdinand to his
office in town.
Vincent
F. committed a sexual assault on a 15 year old young female, but he
was too drunk to remember any detail about the assault, so Martin
Bormann warned Vincent F. for the very last time during his duty that
such events can’t happen in the center of town!, besides next time
he would put him into jail, so they flicked the switch and decided
that Vincent F. wouldn’t ever drink Vodka from Russia no-longer
because the Vodka creates a maniac of Vincent Blackwell
And
it must be told Vincent F. was armed and ready to attack, happily
Martin Bormann was the first to enter the scene of the crime before
Vincent was pulling his deadly knife to destroy.
But
why? Well frankly speaking because his neighbors were circle jerks
such as pedophilia, and anti-social terror police marriage
from Rotterdam above
him he felt threatened his savity because of these circle jerks
around him, and at last his hospital-drugs seemed to react wrong on
all alcohol,’o.k., no alcohol, no dope, no sexuality, no love, no
understanding, no nothing.
The
only love he owned was an American black Gibson explorer guitar out
of the year 2000.
He
owned a 200 watt Peavey-amp, a distortion and a wah-wah pedal, which
made him the noisiest guitarist in the area, since 1989 he was a
little famous in Rotterdam because
of a demo-tape he created with a freak, we even hit the national
metal magazines like Aardschok.
Although
it was a successful demo-tape we’ve never created a second one,
shame on me, shame, shame, shame, but I didn’t cared too much
because I felt in love within Yashmin K.
Furthermore
I found out another rock ‘n roll band to play AC/DC, the Stones,
Beastie boys,.and weirdo’s such as Ziggy Pop, and it must be said
we’ve sounded like a bit as guns ‘n roses.
Only
I hated all the dope and alcohol during creating good songs because
the rest wasn’t as talent full as me in own person, but o.k. a good
guitarist is half the job and I owned the best electric guitar I have
had ever in my hands, it was Dutch-made by Roberts and they were the
most expensive electric guitars in the Dutch, Vincent bought him
incidentally with his father.
Vincent
always loved his father very much, although they didn’t always
agree they were like Father and son, even today Vincent F. loves
his father but he became such a stranger, weirdo.His father played
the piano everyday after work before dinner; it gave an atmosphere of
peace among the giant living room, which was always very clean
and enough space to talk business.
Episode
II-chapter XIII-nothing new beneath the sun.
Inside
the infamous Brooklyn-hospital Vincent Ferdinand was reading a book,
no it wasn’t the holy book, no it was just an ordinary book from
the Brooklyn library
in down-town.
Silent
and slowly breathing through his nose he hold the book closer to his
eyes, ‘what am I reading? A book of the ups and downs of Freddy
Mercury the famous lead-singer of Queen. Freddy seemed unhappy
while he was among the dead he owned so much talent but sad but true
in heaven ex-musicians are not singing the blues about our earthly
paradise, and if they would they would constantly sing the blues!
Imagine
Bonn Scott singing ‘Highway to hell!’ what would it sound
like?Jimi Hendrix on guitars?
Anyway,
Freddy Mercury was told by an angel not to feel depressed because he
had a golden life, true, he was suffering A.I.D.S. until he died, but
the angel told him fairly thus others were less lucky upon paradise
so the angel tried to relax the ex-Queen lead-vocalist, ‘let it
be’.
What’s
God’s reason for people among us whom are suffering? Necessary
Evil? Ask a priest!
“A
situation or act considered evil but necessary to ensure good in
other areas or to prevent greater wrong, wherein the ends justify the
means’ (Hiroshima atomic bomb attack 1945)
Vincent
Ferdinand was incidentally involved within child-porno-abusive
behavior, thus this made such a huge impact on Vincent that he
felt forced to tip the local police and so he did.
It
was infect his neighbor whom was into pedophilia of course nobody
wishes to be pushed to tip the police about his neighbor but the
child-exportation felt too heavily on his depression.On one fine day
while he was on his bicycle he crossed Martin Bormann the true dutch
police officer with his giant mustache and as always Martin
Bormann was one and all ears about his neighborhood where Vincent
Ferdinand lived, and so it happened that the police arrested the home
computer of his neighbor Mr. Raymond.
At
the therapy-center he was drinking his cold coffee while he listened
to a protestant church choir it sounded like the female angels
whom where singing out of heaven upon our planet.
Cold
coffee? Yes, as always Vincent drunk his coffee cold which was a
little bit a weird habit,
Why
weird? Because other people always pointed towards his coffee and put
their right index finger to his coffee and spoke aloud about his
coffee which was of course getting colder, but he, Vincent F.
Blackwell, always needed to defend himself by the explanation about
this habit.
Big
Willem was shouting, towards anyone around it was clear to all thus
Big Willem was a bit deaf.
Didn’t
he realize he was shouting? Properly he didn’t, being deaf creates
a lot of trouble with
communication
just as Big Willem tried to behave himself but to others whom aren’t
deaf the shouting can be very irritating Vince knew very well because
he was suffering a deaf-tone in between his ears caused by a
post-traumatically incident by forbidden firework by a nigger.
Than
the irritating pain started to torment Vincent heavily which made him
feel suicidal or/ and homicidal because he planned to kill the black
bastard whom wasted his younger years Even more worse was the
reason why the black bastard tormented Vincent with a sick joke,the
reason infect was thus Vincent F. was too successful as an electric
guitarist, as an artist.
Being
a young person with success creates many new friends and many new
enemies, it made Vincent feel so sick it made him loosing his
religion; he realized very well he was damaged.It wasn’t a sort of
necessary evil, no it was pure evil it was pure Judas-ism it was evil
jealousy.Everyone close to him realized he was changing because of
the suffering and his lost in love.
The
few people whom were his true friends understood very well the damage
was UN-treatable.
And
these my dear readers were the main reason why Vincent Ferdinand
ended up suffering paranoia schitzophrenia and suffering a life which
is named ‘Thanatos’ (self-destructive)
Yes,
he could only sing the self-destructive blues on his beautiful and
handmade Dutch guitar.
Anyway,
it changed his life forever back since 1992 aged 21, according to his
tarot-cards he was loosing a couple of extra years as an adolescent
to be an adult, and he knew his cards very well because they always
spoke the truth, reading tarot-cards is like reading the
bible
Thursday,
August 11, 2005
1948
(Vincent
van Tuijl)” the Blair-Witch documentary part III( ground-zero,
beating around George W. Bush)
the
11th of September 2001 New York City-U.S.A. (09.00 A.M.)
‘the
morning after’
In
the beginning God always overpowered all evil of all man’ s
sins ,But in time the nations grew weak and our cities fell to
slums,while the beast stood strong.In the dusts of hell,lurked the
blackest of hates for he whom they feared Awaited them, now many
many lifetimes later Lay destroyed, beaten, beaten down, Only
the corpses of rebels Ashes of dreams And blood stained
streets,It has been writtenThose whom have the youth have the
future.So come on now, children of Israel Be strong! and
shout at all that is evil on the devils playground! whom
are the creatures of the night!(= the Islamic-State)
(W.A.S.P.)
WHITE
ANGLO-SAXON PROTESTANT
(You ain’t
much, if you ain’t Dutch)
(Episode
1 -the morning after)
The
morning was peaceful; the sun appeared through the window of his
bedroom what gave him a pleasant feeling.He slept well and had been
dreaming about Iraq,
his thoughts were filled about the dream of Iraq,
he wrote it down on a typewriter of what he remembered of this
dream.Sudden I was a priest in a small village of Iraq,
dressed in a black suite entering a house built of stones and bricks
in a dessert surrounding, there was a family in this house and the
father was unsatisfied and looked as a man whom reached the end of
his future career.There was a young boy and he wished to show me
something unusual outside the house.We entered unto an open hole in
the dessert, this was created as a cubes in the open hole of the
dessert , he took a tabak lightened it with a Lucifer and strongly
inhale-ted the smoke, kept it in his lungs for a while and finally
blew it out of his nose above the typewriter and looked at an almost
empty note,. He wrote just a few words, he tried to concentrate
himself on the further part of that of what he has dreamt before he
woke up this sunny morning in the winter of this new year 2004
a.c.(5764),, afterwards he put on a t-shirt which read Female Body
Inspector It last finished dressing up he continued to smoke his
tabak and sat back again beside his typewriter to write a few more
details before he forgot his dream about Iraqi’s dessert
imaginations inside his brain cells, but he seemed to be too sleepy
to write any further, yet.It was the lust for a shot of Angel-Dust
which made Vincent enter the living room, just one fix. He whispered,
in silence.His birthday had just been one week ago from today, so he
saved a little money to pay the price of this morning fix, as
finishing the injection he at last felt a warmth and easy feeling
streaming through his brain cells and blood circulation, as he laid
down on his leather chair he felt into a deep sleep.When Vincent
finally awoke he put on the stereo-set and took the re-release of the
best-ever speed metal-group out of West-Germany, called Living Death
their 1984 debut album ‘Vengeance from hell’, he loved this
noise of thunder and lightning. The original L.P. Of this album
was always one of his favorites.While this speed-metal music was
pounding into the air, he returned to his bedroom to continue his
writings of his dream.Vince set behind his typewriter and wrote these
next lines. The boy let me see the cubes within several
Iraqi’s into this pit, they seemed to study secret objects, we both
went into the pit and the boy let me take a look towards a labyrinth
in this cubes, I took a closer look to observe it but I didn’t
understood what it might tell me. His father gave his eldest pretty
black dressed daughter to be the partner of Vince, as long as he
would live in Iraq.Side
by side while they were walking and talking this woman
of Iraqstarted
to discuss the subject of love and sexuality, she would give me her
love freely and Fatima didn’t have a problem by being his wife
for a certain period of time. Fatima was a good hear-ted dark
woman, and I loved her very much with all my soul. We went to this
mystery cubes in the sand, beneath the ground. Others white
dressed Iraqi’s watched and discussed the information, they
understood what those labyrinths seemed to be, they were reading the
future of their nation in these labyrinths which was impossible for a
white man to analyze and understand.Vincent went back in the living
room, fired a tabak and surrounded by the music of the compact disc
from Living Death with new songs, the extra songs are powerful
versions of maxi-singles like ‘Watch out’, and ‘Riding a
virgin’.Vincent had bought the original album in 1984
in Amsterdam together
with his mother in the Jordaan. These songs reminded him of
this year 1984, twenty years ago.Back than Vincent was 13 years of
age and this was a special age, doubtless caused by the musical
influences of heavy-metal.There were all these great bands such as
W.A.S.P., Kiss, Iron Maiden, Judas Priest and van Halen with their
best recordings on the album ’1984′, but not only the music made
this year special, he was a high school kid in the first year of the
class of 1984, over here he met his one and only youth-lover
Yashmine K. whom was sitting at his back in the class-room, she
already teased him at school.The summer of 1984 was wonderful he had
been through some exciting events like his school-vacation, he went
to the U. K. close to Londontogether
with his mother father brother and sister, and we traveled by ship
Uber Das Kanal. At the ship Vincent and his mother felt a sense
of confusion, realizing being Jewish, and the historic facts that all
these, Angst-full, British young man also traveled Uber Das Kanal to
save the Benelux, Europe, and the life’s of many many others, but
you cant get something for nothing, you wont find freedom for free.
Here we paid a big price being the British, life’s of 20 year old
sons whom gave their freedom for the freedom of others. Wondering of
what all had happened with the citizens of London and
of Rotterdam,
the Yiddish victims of hate and destruction, and the spilled blood
from all the British soldiers whom died full of Angst at their
invasion at the beaches of Northern-France at ages of 18 years and
beyond.Vincent had witnessed al these thousands of white crosses in
Northern-France, all Americans, Canadian, British and Germans, while
he stared at all these graves he stared at the green grass imagining
dead soldiers still in uniform buried beneath the ground, but he knew
because of (these soldiers it was clear to him that he had to be
thankful with respect everlasting.Without those soldiers he wouldn’t
been born at all 26 years after the battle of France, thanks to Sgt.
Marshall.Marshall from America., the nations of the Benelux and
ex-Nazi nation West Germany were able to recover themselves and re-
built up a strong democratic society, besides without WW II the
chance was realistic that the nation of Israel wouldn’t exists
today.Was it worth it? The death of many? Genocide. Josif Stalin
would have un-doubtless conqueredEurope just
as Adolf Hitler had.During the holocaust had been 6, 66 million
European victims abused and murdered. But why 6, 66 million?
It’s the number of the beast, which is a human (Adolf Hitler)
number, and after a dozen years of North-American Democracy,
with several acknowledgements created in Nazi-Germany during
World War II, It became realized in the name of peace and of human
evolution that the Institution of the NASA, put a men’s feet upon
the moon, alive and back.
Chapter
II-’United States of Amsterdam”
At
his Date of Birth on the 31st of December he went recently to visit
the capital Dutch city Of Amsterdam, frequently it was mostly a
pleasure to walk through the Jordaan and watch all the ancient
buildings, he had taken some photographs such like the only Jewish
Synagogue, the Western-Tower-Church with Anne Frank in front shaped
out of iron as an everlasting memory of the goodhearted Jews during
the evil Holocaust of WWII inside the city of ancient
Amsterdam.Before, during and after the war in Amsterdam was the
grandfather of Vincent were a head-teacher on the Christian Lyceum
High School in the German language from his career of the age of 18
until he was 62 .He was a protestant. Not a SS or NSB supporter.Sadly
spoken, his elder brother and wife and eldest son were Dutch Nazi’s
of the NSB. Both his brother ,wife & son, were sentenced to
prison for two years, because of traitory and of crimes against the
Dutch Jewish population during the Second World War.The difficult
subject of his family was the mother of Vincent F. whom had a Jewish
father, a Nazi-camp survivor with a Jewish family name of the
side of his father .He ended his live 30 years after the war by
committing suicide by a bullet.Family secrets. The father of
Vincent Blackwell. was born close towards the hiding attic of the
house of Anne Frank’s family nearby the Famous White Anglo-Saxon
Protestant Church, the Western-Tower-Church which was built inside
the 16th century by Rich Dutch Businessman and Rich Protestant
priests
(The
mission of the Anne Frank House is to preserve Anne Frank’s hiding
place and to propagate her ideals. By visiting this museum you are
contributing to our educational projects, which encourage
responsibility, tolerance and mutual respecting society,
Prinsengracht 267 Amsterdam))
“What
a mess on the television again. Only suffering and misery! Murmured
he.‘Murders, rapists, abductions and one terrorist in the south
of France with
a napalm bomb whom had been caught and put under arrested by the
American C.I.A..’Vincent Ferdinand looked full of
suspicion to the evening news.He thought: what kind of a mess can we
expect by tomorrow? Neo-Nazi acquitted in Hannoverafter
his attack on a Jewish synagogue? Nazi-Bastard!’Vincent Blackwell
looked out from the window, lost in thoughts.He rubbed his eyes with
his hands, and because of a remained boredom a huge yawn was visible
at his expression on his face.The tele-vision went further with the 8
o’clock news,
but he didn’t watch or listen.He looked to a design of his real
beloved one, Cindy the pretty gypsy princess.Then he put the
Spider-man compact disc and turned the stereo full of loudness by
listening to his favorite song ‘Hate to say I told you so’, from
the Hivers. He was dreaming with his minds-eye that Vincent
himself was Spiderman whom was trying to save the life of his beloved
Cindy, out of the hands of the dirty minded Chad Kroeger.He bought a
Spider-man-Mask with two sound making leather gloves.For a moment
while wearing the mask, he truly believed it was him, whom was the
hero, but infect he had the looks of a fool.The Hells-Angels
Amsterdam were also on the tele-vision news.They had chosen a new
president, one of the only not-white Hells-Angels world-wide.Once
Vincent had read in a book about the Hells-Angels: I am a Jewish
Hells-Angel,but we of the Hells-Angels we’ve never said we
are a fascist organization.Of course there hangs in some club-houses
a Nazi-swastika on the wall.But look, I tell you that the
Hells-Angels never been a fascist motor-club.According to this
(Jewish) Hells-Angel from the United
States. Amsterdam always
been a weird city within all past ages, famous because of
legal-prostitution and of diamonds and of today’s legalized drugs
are well-known all around the globe.Walking through the Jordaan on
old years day he of course had to see the “Kerk van Satan”
(Church of Satan) in the red-light district which re-opened again
since it closed in 1989, he took a few photographs of this
devilishes- church which made him satisfied again, here he started
his career as a teenage black witch, “Welcome to the Church of
Satan, Such a lovely place, such a pretty face, you can check
out every time you like, but you cant ever leave, you wont wake up in
the Church of Satan, such a lovely place, such a pretty face.”(Hotel
California is infect this Satanic-Church!!!’Vincent Ferdinand was
aged 16 when he visited this black painted devils-church which was
love at first sight, not only with this devils-church, no, it was the
pretty dark-skinned adult woman whom lead him into the religion of
Satan he never ever forget this black-skinned Magick-Woman, she
stole his heart even today she is still in his entire soul of
black-magick, infect it was the first time he felt a deep beloved
emotion for an adult woman whom was a kind of Monique Klemann
look-a-like, of course, she undoubtless sensed his pounding heart
within this devils-church of the dark side of the multi-universes.He
had quiet a large sum of memories out of his teenage years towards
this blackenth place hidden in the heart of the city, he still loved
it each time he passed by the “Kerk van Satan”(C.o.S.)
Chapter
III-under attack
11
September 2001. Tuesday morning, eleven
o’clock.Vincent Ferdinand Blackwell visited Romeo at the Brooklyn
Psycho-Suite.Vincent and Romeo were together over two years in
1997/1998 locked up in the Psycho-Suite.Unfortunately Romeo was kept
inside for the rest of his life.Hearing voices. Dead people.As always
they discussed the picture of the first Exorcist(1973 a.c.).Romeo
claimed to see ghosts since he watched this Exorcist’s picture in
1973 a.c.,very often it isn’t the cause of demons that
exorcisitsm must take place.Many Brooklyn-patients be nursed because
of possession of body and mind by evil-entities of death.In these
cases shouldn’t only the possessed clients must be cured, either
also the evil-restless entities of death must be helped to find their
rust in peace. Many of these schizophrenic clients of the
Brooklyn-hospital are not consists to me being mental-ill, but they
are possessed by evil-entities of death.These evil-entities of death
are drifting around in a state of restless confusion.It must be told
there exists a life after death, the so called ‘here-after, or the
‘afterlife’.Karl Jaspers, a German psychiatrist whom believed
that schizophrenia the creative talents sometimes of someone gets
above. As like with Vincent van Gogh ,the poetrist Holderin,and the
violinist Paganini, One maintains even that Billy and Hillary
Clinton suffer a schizophrenic creative-minded sex-life.After
they finished their coffee, they smoked tabak and continued to
talk.Meanwhile Vincent Blackwell opened a letter which he had
received this morning. He was pleased to receive this letter
from a front-woman of the Churchof Satan,
this morning of the
11th of September 2001 He left Romeo and slowly moved out of
the open-psycho-suite, into the garden.He looked at the sky and
suddenly saw a Rainbow. Nice .unique. Peaceful.It reminded him of the
song ‘over the Rainbow’A second or two later by appeared a second
Rainbow beyond the first.‘What’s this for a symbol sign?Amazed he
stared at the sky above him, and believed in the sign of God at
man.There remains double-hope on peace’. Vincent Ferdinand
walked slowly to his house, only ten minutes away from the
Psycho-Suite, where he lives in a small apartment. Precisely
large enough for one or two persons, too small to start a
family.‘Two Rainbows, thought Vincent F.Blackwell. Inside the
living room he once again read the letter of the (C.o.S.)”Kerk
van of Satan”.Deep
sleep felt over him and he passed away on the leather chair, tired of
his visit to Romeo.Not suspecting that he in his sleep would become
woken up through a phone call by his mother around 15.00
hour.North-America was under attack, and both twin towers, Manhattan,
stood in fire. Filled with disbelief he watched the
television, and set the incident on a video-tape. History of the
modern-society of our planet .Now became the vision of one 100 years
ago come out, the same prediction Mr. Kuipers doubtless and strongly
believed in short period before he was found dead in 1995 by the
Brooklyn-police in the city of the Hellion.Vincent Blackwell
rung his father who lived in east-Siberia.‘We will see what happens
next said his father inRussia.‘According to me, this means war!’“We
will see spoke his father calm.The next evening on the 12th of
September 2001, Vincent Blackwell was under attack by a
laser-infrared – gun, used by a group of adult-Muslims.They also
hit his neighbors and shot a friend’s house Vincent
Blackwell himself tried to hide behind a mirror, so thus the infra
red-light couldn’t hit and damage his eyes.After a couple of hours,
there stood a car on the back of his home, and the infra-red gun hit
his bedroom.Blackwell went suspicious and thought that if a
terror-world-war would begin, that these Muslims would hold a loaded
gun by a sniper on him and fire real bullets to the living room of
Vincent F.Blackwell. Only why? Just because he had a dark and
satanic nick-name in the City of the Hellion? mad Muslims,
strange boy’s these Arabs!
over
a longer period of time he was able to hear, by the use of a tape
into a cassette-player,voices whom were singing a strange kind of
slow hip-hop, they sung regular changing religious texts often
reflected upon to him because these messages were different each
time. The lead singing’s were done by an angry young man and a
young woman, for example they sung: Even God got scared.Now they sang
that Vincent Ferdinand was a Christian in a Christian area, and Yeah,
I live in a ghetto, coke in my nose, who do you think you are to walk
upon the moon?, you tried to rule the universe, I cant breath no
more, forever, what does that means?, always, what does that means?
Always and forever, you and me forever and always what does that
means? Don’t push me, cause I Am close to the edge, you want me to
be famous?, well guess what’s my name is, you call me a nigger? I
will pull the trigger !, she’s the one, I count on it ,I stay on
it, and pray on it, You’re able to take away the life of a
child, but are you able to take care of one child’s life?
Get
a real to reel tape recorder, one with control for rapid play with a
radio inside, plug in the earphones, the volume control to maximum
and the speed at low.Push ‘record and ‘listen’ to what you’re
going to ‘hear, static at an uncomfortable level and amp-flier
this.Then listen to the sound of voices until you’re sure that you
know whats being said.Listen again to the recording after this set
the speed at double and repeat the procedure.You will be able to ask
questions but these voices can’t pronounce the future, but they do
know more than your knowledge will.The music was however inspiring,
these gave many ideas to compose such hip-hop.Really it felt often
well frightening an inner self conflict between two Angels of
God,and life in an occult atmosphere.The existence of life on
earth is dependent on a certain pressure of the atmosphere.This
pressure, in turn, is dependent on the constant operation of physical
forces.Which in turn is dependent upon the earth’s position in
space.Which in turn is dependent upon a certain constitution of the
universe.But what was it that sustained the universe? Is the universe
the cause of its own constitution?Would it matter if the links in the
chain of causation were extended indefinitely?Zero times infinity
equaled zero.The principle of causality derived from observation of
the material universe,a particle kind of stuff.Why not another kind
of stuff altogether, a stuff outside of time and of space and of
matter?Vincent Ferdinand sat easily in his leather chair, which once
belonged to his friend from the Brooklyn-hospital Mr. Krueger, He
committed suicide on a Sunday, jumped downstairs from the third
floor,his head was completely turned around, one 180 degrees.The
black funeral of Mr. Krueger was a shocking one for all the other
clients of the Brooklyn-hospital; the Cath”lick Church performed
a ritual in a local church before he got buried beneath the
earth.Most Cathlick priests praised that he whom committed suicide
will burn in hell eternal, Vincent Ferdinand hated this doctrine
of the Vatican. ’Judas
priest! godverdomme!, he wheezed
(Chapter
4-Life on Mars?)
Vincent
Ferdinand wondered, and walked unto the bathroom to watch his eyes
and to keep his body and soul together.When he came round the door
and hung his face before the mirror, he was glorious to see his dead
friend Mr. Krueger in the mirror of the bathroom and though the
spirits eyes were clear and kind, he was in a shock of disbelieve and
he went back to the living room and sat down on the leather chair.The
very same whom once belonged to this Living Death, he made up his
mind,and as skeptical as he was Vincent Ferdinand told his dead
friend a story to satisfy Mr. Krueger.
A
Belgium E.S.A. astronaut Mr. Luuk de Keyzer, lands on Mars, and on
this surface the Benelux astronaut
discovers a camera.He might think that his landing had not been the
first, the astronaut guessed.Not the British, It’s a Nikon. Too
expensive.But perhaps there had been a landing by the Republic of
China, or even, conceivably, Alien beings who had first made a visit
to the planet Earth and taken the camera aboard for study on Mars.He
might think that the E.S.A. had lied to him, and the NASA sanded
other American astronauts before him.He might even conclude that he
was hallucinating, or dreaming the entire event.The thing the
astronaut wouldn’t do was to think that since Mars had been
bombarded by meteorites and churned by volcanic eruptions, it was
reasonable that over many billions of years almost any imaginable
arrangement of its materials could have happened, and the
Nikon-camera was one of those chance combinations.There has been
found a face on the planet of Mars, discovered by the Viking
(NASA). Infect the face is the one of Tutankhamen, only without
the sacred beard. The colors of the pharaoh’ s face isn’t
made of gold and precious steel, like those of the famous
photographs, it has the color of the red sand and bricks of Mars.The
planet of the Gods, there is also suggestived there had been found a
human brain, a human eye, and an entire human body
on the red planet.A few men like Michel Le Notre-damme and St.
Vincent predicted by the use of the kabbalah from the second book of
the original Torah(bible) that humanity will land on the planet of
Mars in the year 5764(2004 a.c.) , mankind shall be able to travel to
Moon ,Mars ,Venus,Saturn-us, Jupiter and Pluto without any
limitation, humanity need to explore other worlds because of the
destructive nature of our mother planet which has to recover over a
longer period of time, caused by evil-damage of the human-race.The
most difficult facts to save planet earth are the seven seas and the
rivers; they will cause problematically situations for nations
asJapan(Kagoshima) and
other Asian(Thailand) nations, also for Nieuw-Zeeland.The animals of
the seas might vanish in the long run, which is a bad case for the
natural balance of the fish such like the blue-whale fish whom are
today hunted by Japan and Norway with the use of helicopters, they
hunt without mercy on sea at these per-historic fish while these
ancient blue-whale fishes are trying to escape from the noise of the
helicopters, because they know out of their evolution what this
Angst-full noise from the helicopters is all about, bleeding till
death.
’And
the oceans shall be colored by blood’
Things
that supposedly have no consciousness are behaving as if they do
so. He thought about these dumb little dizzy spells he lately
suffered.Vincent Ferdinand guessed it was because of the medication,
Leponex .he spoke to doc” Nurmuhamed and he wants some
scientific co-information.Dr. Harry Nurmuhamed discussed diagnoses,
while Vincent moved through the hall, and heard Dr. Harry the
psychiatrist talk:’407. Was 54, problems began six months before
he’d undergone a brain operation foe epilepsy; the surgeon had
removed certain portions of the temporal lobes.He could not form
memories that were new.408. 20 years, Case of Cocci meningitis.409. A
housewife, named Sharon Oswald, aged 44, complained of chronic,
throbbing headache, with attendance, anorexia and vomiting.The worst
possibility was of a lesion, but the pain was confined to one side of
the head as was also Terpsichore , a temporary blindness, caused by
the appearance in the visual field of luminous area.That was bounded
by zigzag lines. Cardinally, sympathized migraine,
more-over she came from a family that emphasized and had rigid
standards of behavior that denied or punished any expression with
agressivity. The history of a classic migraine patient. Depressed
hostility gradually built to unconscious rage, and the rage attacked
the patient in form of disorder.Dr. Harry looked at her gently,
stroked the region of her sacrum, she screwed and cursed
violently. 410. His history was studded with incinerate
seizures, auras, of unpleasant tastes or smells.client Martin
Molenkamp gave descriptions of a chocolate bar tasting, metallic, and
a smell of rotten fish.without apparent source.There were also fugues
of deja VU, as well as it opposite, jam’ais VU, a sense of
strangeness in familiar surroundings .These episodes were often
preceded by a peculiar smacking of the lips.The consumption of
Alcohol/ Cocaine often triggered them.Further, there were visual
hallucinations among them smaller than the objects are, and
Levitation a sensation in the air, unsupported.This patient had also
one brief episode of a phenomenal known as ‘the double’. He”d
seen mimicking his every word and action.The E.E.G. had been
especially ominous tumors of this nature, if such it was, worked
slowly and insidiously for many months, putting upward pressure on
the brain steam. But at last it would gather a sudden death
momentum in a matter of weeks.411. A 86 year old Nazi-camp survivor,
Mr.Davide Lewinsky, Auschwitz-survivor,
witnessed Nazi-Dr. Josiph Mengele with his twin brother, whom died
two years ago.Can’t sleep with the lights out. Doesn’t speak
to the other clients, and so now and then he suddenly starts to talk
some polish.Mr.Lewinsky started to speaks polish again since his twin
brother died, further he is afraid to show his eye’s to anyone
unknown.He forgot how to speak Dutch, except Polish; at least he
still understands a command.No movements, no contact outside its
bedroom.Vincent abruptly went home, only five minutes away from the
Brooklyn-hospital.There arrived a new patient at
the Brooklyn hospital.A
nurse asked friendly, ‘Hallo, what was the name again?‘Vincent C.
Carpentier!’ answered the man proudly.Vincent! is that with a C? Or
a K?’ asked the nurse gently.‘With A C! screamed the man
insulted’.‘Okay, Vincent C. Carpentier ‘ spoke the young
nurse.C is for Curry! spoke the man angry.‘Okay”, sighted the
hos-pic nurse. Vincent Curry Carpentier”.‘I will bring you to
your room nr.412 and there you will see the doc.’Strangely enough
this man was dressed as a look-a-like soldier.His nickname was
Sergeant Vinnie c.c.Together with his mother the stranger went to
room nr.412, uncommonly with several books of Star-Wars and some
high-school books such like Chemistry etc. under his arms, his
mother walked smiling as it was like the most common usual
appearance. Was he a child or a man? it didn’t actual matter
anything towards the hos-pic. She thought, this is a problem for
dr. Harry, Happily not mine! The doc. will arrive in a second,
“‘Okay, thank you’, spoke the mother still smiling.“Oh
Christ! I hate those false thank you’s and schitzophrenic
patients, a soldier? Bah! cursed the blond nurse,She walked
upon dr .Nurmuhamed whom stood still talking next door to the polish
patient nr.411 with a look of wondering dr.Harry saw the new
nr.412
Flowers
growing wild in the blazing wind, like the love of 13 angels massed
before the Statue of the 16th year aged virgin Maria.The doc. turned
in a common living room, to do his consultation with some patients by
a visit at the open division.In the square and simple organized
living room sat his patient on a chair smoking tabak and watching
TV.It was mr.Merchant whom looked with hollowed eyes to the
tele-vision, As the world burns was put on the station.Nurmuhamed
walked calm from beyond closer to him, ‘allo mr.Merchant!’, ‘Ah
doc..Harry, Bonjour!’, spoke the 55 years aged person spontaneously
,Nurmuhamed looked at him tightly and asked serious at the
ex-carpenter, whom had been during his work involved into an accident
and lost his entire arm, how he felt today.Oh doc., still the same,
the medicines have no influence on the pain signals in my
hand.Strangely enough he meant his hand of his right arm that had
been amputated. Phantom pain.Thus your hand does still pain?
same as always?’Indeed doc, Indeed! sighed the man with relief
(Chapter
5)-Ministry of Defense (M.O.D.)
The
night was fallen, the television was put unto the BBC, and the
subject was the threat of the 45 minutes of Saddam’s nuclear
weapons.It did not seem to be realistic after the investigations of
the Ministry of Defense. The
story went further about the suicide case of Dr.Kelly, more-over was
the question for what reasons did Dr.Kelly killed himself.Only a
little group of people seemed to have acknowledgements of his
possible reason of his suicidal tendencies facing the difficulties of
the Mass Weapons Possessions of Iraq.There was clearly some false
information being thrown around. Dr .Kelly’s Status-Quo was
one of great importance acknowledgement. Wasn’t it Downing
Street no.10
whom were feared by a terror-attack on the city
of London itself?Since
the war was over the BBC-radio and the holy light of
BBC”s-televisions channels came close towards the so called truth,
if there was any truth at all.Mr .Kelly felt guilty that
his informatica was not the correct he believed it might had been,
and this subject was the cause of guiltiness of misunderstood or
false informatica based upon his own conclusions, which in the end
the feeling of shame and unjustified war-victims made him commit
suicide.But why would the BBC get all the blame for his
death? Dr.Kelly
felt betrayed by slipping secret informatica towards the BBC, he was
feeling sick and suffered a headache caused by Angst and lost his
state of mind.And Dr. Kelly lost all hope on that starry starry night
he took his life.Dr. Kelly was caught in-between the crossfire
of Downing
Street no.10
and the independent BBC.It was well known that dr. .Kelly was a
religious man whom visited friends to study and analyze all sort of
religious science from all around the world.But there is not a single
religious scripture what preaches to commit suicide if someone for
whatever reasons need to commit suicide, mostly it’s strictly
forbidden and there is a punishment in the afterlife, Dr. .Kelly
should have known doubtless these theorems of religions and of
faith.Life is for each man, animal, insect and plants in nearly each
area a difficult problem to survive.These giant numbers of insects
will rule Africa as
the so called ‘Black Death’.Eruptions with fire and burning
bricks will attack heavily, more than the last thousands of years
have ever done, and in America it will be a plaque at the west-coast,
the east-coast thrilled by earth shocks which will tear huge parts of
the stateNebraska into
pieces.In the year 2050, the republic of China will
be economically and within their red army have a communistic republic
which shall have the exact equal power as America will have in
2050.The end of the 20th century until the end of the 21st century
will be the age of civil-wars.Hereby the knowledge that each man will
end up dead, sooner or later.Not one single body escapes from facing
“Yahweh Mehaweh” (angel of death). Men gather wisdom to
simplify theirs situations.Through hereby a man is more conscious of
danger in our paradisaical earthly existence which men have the
knowledge to survive over a longer period of time.On later age, one
gets the humane need to share his gathered knowledge by giving it
mostly towards a younger generation. Like a dying father to his
younger son.The man is paradoxical, a physician such like DrHarry
hamed that experienced enjoyments at the mistreating of an unstable
patient can act opposite to his other patient very humanely.Opposite
its wife, he carried himself as a minister only meanwhile he rapes
rapes a 16 year aged prostitute against a too low price,
meanwhile the physician also has children in their teen -years, which
he brings up with the behavior of a father that curse to them with
screams and shouting, and sees in this a form of father love.
Lost
in thoughts Vincent Blackwell sat behind his type writer, wondering
how he could express himself in words.There was an expression on his
face of sadness, like he suffered as he was imprisoned by a
metal-chain.His house was the only place where he could breath.The
evil world outside him was the world he rejected.The
immense headaches which he sufferred was like rat-poison which made
his life like a living hell.He felt like a bewitched victim of
all the injustice he had been through.He could not concentrate, he
felt dull, like his eye’s were almost asleep, but the suffering was
to strong to ease his state of mind.All sort of images were filtering
his minds eye, evil flashbacks of the isolation cells of
the Brooklyn psycho-ward.In
those isolation-cells where he felt more than once was heavily
tortured by ho-spics. Infect, he was locked up alone and
isolated too much to be good.Injustice.The medication and doctors had
been trying to take his identity away and tried to change it into a
homicidal schitzophrenic forever patient. Pigs from hell! and
a pig remains a pig and pigs stink!.V.Blackwell knew that by all
his hateful emotions and devilishness wishes he turned into a medium
of occult forces, he wanted revenge. Merciless.The situation he was
captured within was close to tear apart a person’s body and soul
into pieces.He stroke a Lucifer and hit his tabak. Vincent took a
look outside of the bedroom window.All people seemed to be asleep in
the City of the Hellion.He feared daylight more and more, luckily he
was a loner. and single.The sweat taste of Angel-dust filled his lips
and mouth; this was his emotional rescue of being single.
Blackwell was no Mr. nice guy; the forces of the darkside had
let him evaluated into a were-wolf. A (m)animal .half beast, half
man.A white wolf, always awake at midnight.
Always aware of the danger of other “human”-beasts. ‘Oh,
Hell how I do hate all doctors one by one. Blood lust! for
revenge. “Diocide” he cursed, ‘Let me give them
hellfire! Vengeance would become his goal of victory.Still
sitting behind his type writer he fellt almost asleep, Vincent
picked up another tabak which lied upon the table against the wall of
his bedroom, he stared at the sun whom was coming up and stroke a
Lucifer to hit his tabak and smoked like a beast from the east. It
didn’t matter he didn’t slept, his house wasn’t a mess, finally
it was cleaned up.Against the wall upon the table in front stood his
altar of the art of voodoo and of black magick, witchcraft, the
table was exact directed unto the western wall,because the west is
best.Upon the table was a oui-ja board abc-xyz and 0, 1, 2, 3-7, 8,
9, yes, goodbye and no, with a magickal plastic hand-board, a set of
Tarot-cards, 5 black candle at the left and one white at the right (a
total number of 6).Above the altar hung a five-pointed Baphomet
with the goat and a giant photograph of Albert Einstein, Mistress
Nikita’s photographs and of Gene Simmons.A steel sword, a mask of
Darth Vader another poster at the top of this wall of Herman Brood
together mit fraulein Nina Hagen und Herr Adolf Brouwers, in a church
in the rock n roll movie “Cha-Cha” of 1979.Now Vincent Blackwell
had the same age as Herman Brood in the “Cha-Cha” movie, exact 33
years, the age of the Christ named Jesus.Vincent Blackwell was
proud on having reached the age of 33, the mystic age of life of each
man.Under the table he’d hided all kind of precious coins, silver
and of goldish, some writings and all his other cards of the holy
Tarot-desks bought in Paris, France.
Chapter-6-”The
king of the world”
The
sound of singing birds outside made Vincent wonder what he had
been reading, he had reading a book written by Roman Cath”lick
theologians.Birds were flying and the blue sky looked friendly which
filled his horizon.These animals, so peaceful, beautiful, unique,
perfect and innocence, what would life be as being like a free bird
flying?Such perfect flying birds were certain not a coincidence of
the creation.The evolution theorem of Mr. Darwin just didn’t fix
the puzzle of life.Darwin was
perhaps getting close, but there consists no single proof as
the ‘missing-link Mr. Darwin was a confused teacher;
I think he was mentally insane .My forefathers didn’t evolve from a
fish to a rat that banana’s began to eat of the tree’s ending up
as a monkey! And this monkey turned into Dr. Darwin himself? If
we ought to believe his fiction, then men will have over hundreds
thousands of years have wings,with ein Einstein brein? Satan’s
beauty and perfection were described as breathtaking, bearer of
light,the morning star.YHWH, must once loved him very much, then how
could he have Satan damned for all eternity? Why did Jesus from
Nazareth called the fallen angel Lucifer the prince of the
world? ‘What a life!’ nice to start this Sunday with Hells Bells
of AC/DC (1980)on the stereo-set.A cup of coffee was at his lips, and
he let the black liquid taste his tongue. Very good.Very nice.Well
done. Nothing else matters.
‘In
every man hides a murderer’, it’s true. A fact. Facts stinks,
never trust a fact. facts hates us!‘In the year 2525, if man is
still alive, will Elvis Presley still be the king of Rock n
roll?’ This thought was a confusing and dreamy one, at least
he didn’t know. Vince was hungry and was thinking of eating a
human-brain. Vincent got up and put on his black Dracula suite,
to perform a devilishness ritual.With a Lucifer he lightened the
black and white candle on his satanic-altar, and took a deep
breath before he spoke the next words aloud.
‘In
nomine Dei nostri Satanas Luciferi excelsil”
‘In
the name of Satan,The ruler of the earth,The king of the
world.
I command the forces of darkness to bestow their
infernal power upon me!Open wide the gates of hell and come forth
from the abyss to greet me as your brother and your friend!Grant me
the indulgences of which I speak! I have taken thy name as a
part of myself! I live as the beasts of the field, rejoicing in
the fleshly life! I favor the just and curse the rotten! By
all the gods of the pit, I command that these things of which I speak
shall come to pass! Come forth and answer to your name by manifesting
my desires!
By
the powers of the east, Which have ably mastered all adversity
By
the powers of the west,Where there are no obstacles to my will.
By
the powers of the north,Where luck smiles upon me everyday of the
year.
By
the powers of the south,Where all my desires are immediately
granted! Oh, hear your
name…, Nosferatu!!!
Vincent
Ferdinand himself was baptized as a Dutch-Protestant, named
after Vincent van Gogh.‘Vincent van Gogh will either go mad or he
will outstrip us all’, predicted for Vincent van Gogh,a struggling
artist ,possibly suffering of schitzophrenic symptons, he was to
prove right on both counts, all his life ,however , he remained a
solitary and despairing figure, and his self-destructive nature drove
him, in his later years, to brink of madness. Alone with himself and
the world, his only true friend and source of moral and financial
support was his brother Theo, who attended to his welfare all his
life and who would ultimately follow him until the grave. The
recognition and admiration for which V.van.Gogh fought so bitterly
would only be granted after the self-inflicted revolver shot which
ended his tragic life. Today, Vincent is the greatest artist of
modern times. Vincent isn’t simply considered the up-most important
pioneer of 20th-century
art, but is widely regarded as the most significant and best-loved
painters in the entire history of art world-wide.Vincent Blackwell
was baptized into a white anglo-saxon protestant church
close to the
erea of Amsterdam,
Van Gogh was born near Breda,
the eldest son of a Dutch priest. The mind of Vincent Blackwell
was dancing the Cha-Cha and analyzed the thoughts how he could
survive this homicidal world. (Remember December the 7Th 1941,
hail to the United States!) Kate Bush the female music artist
sells a lot of bootlegged recordings now day’s, radio-propaganda to
justify the gulf-war and to give the citizens of Baghdad the freedom
they have always desired so strong, freedom of thought and of
politics and of religion, no more torture
of innocent children, not again, nevermore!
Kate Bush literally sings “I wish I was a Prostitute in the City
of Baghdad at midnight!” Again the freedom of democratic
has over won a terror dictatorship; this is a good turn in the
history of the modern world of today. Thank the Lord and praise him!
.In the human eye, there are tens of millions of electrical
connections that could handle two millions simultaneous messages, yet
see the light of just one photon.A Microsoft ware/ macros hardware
random-computer that could handle all of its functions, would cover
the surface of the Earth.The human brain, three pounds of
tissue, held more than a hundred of billions brain-cells and five
hundred trillion synaptic connections.The brain could detect one unit
of metrication amid fifty billions of air, and if the human ear were
more sensitive it would hear air molecules colliding Some
couple of years ago he visited the city of Paris by
the Thalys, which is a train traveling on high speed.From Amsterdam
to
Gard du Nord is only a three hours travel.He went
frequently because his father lived in Paris next
to the river the Seine, it was a beautiful part of the city, St.
Germain-En-Laye , and he knew that the water of the Seine was holy
water because of its history, the castle of Lodewijk the 15th was
straight at the opposite of my father’s house. I am still able
to smell Lazy Lodewijk the 15th.On La Gard du Nord the French police
took me among with them, one of them wanted to arrest me because of
my medication, after I showed the gendarmes my documents for my
medication signed by a signature of Dr. Hans v/d Ploeg but the two
French police officers didn’t trust the document of
(neo-nazi)dr.Hans v/d Ploeg, and so they wanted to take me to the
office of the police ofParis.But I didnt master the frenche language,
and these police man didnt spoke any English,then quickly there was
an Frenche-Arab who knew and felt I was into a problematic
position, sudden he takes out of his pocket a giant Magnum .44 gun,
with bullets, loaded. This Muslim men gave his huge gun to the two
police-officers so they had to arrest the hero of my day, and they
let me walk further with my medication and with the document of
dr.H.v/d Ploeg still in my hands, rapidly I vanished into the crowd,
thank you my Arabian friend! And I was into the acknowledgements
that the police of Paris were
Nazi-bastards, certainly into their 16Th century stinking
jailhouse , I started to wonder why this Arabian-man rescued me
out of being imprisoned by these Paris Neo-Nazi-bastards,
the Paris gendarme.
I had to do something in return I decided, and I did.
Chapter
7-Amnesty (for everybody!)
The
Humanity of Amnesty International World-Wide: 1999
You’re
Excellency, Please allow me to draw your attention to the
following: Karim Latifi was allegedly abused and physically
assaulted by police officers in February to the extent that he was
unable to return to work for 15 days. His car was stopped by
several police officers who asked him for his Identity-Papers.One of
the officers called him a dirty Arab and afterwards he and his
colleagues hit him with truncheons, punched and kicked him. Badly
injured, Karim Latifi was then handcuffed and driven to the central
police station.15 minutes later he was released without charge by an
officer not involved in the assault.I call on you to investigation
and to bring those responsible to justice.I am confident of your good
will and sense of justice.
Yours
sincerely, Vincent Ferdinand Blackwell, les-pays-Bas.
Ministre
de l’Interieur M.Nicolas Sarkozy, de la Securite et des Libertes
Locales Paris.
Vincent
put on his stereo set and let the music of Dorothees La Peshӑs
second album ‘Hell-bound’ sound like his whole-heart beating each
tune, the song called ‘Wrath-child’ sung by Dorothee La Pesh made
him feel a hero-schitzo caused by the lyrics of it, and he believed
Dorothee sung this war song for him alone, it was he whom remained
the Wrath-child.He loved Dorothee La Pesh just as YHWH once must have
loved The first Angel in heaven named “Lucifer”, before the war
in Heaven was started in flames between the never-ending-battle
between the forces of good and of the forces of evil.Blood-cells
lined up at a certain time when faced with the constructions of a
tiny vein, and the cells of the heart beat beat different rhythms
until they came in touch with another cell at a time when faced with
the constructions of another tiny vein, when they touched they began
to beat as one.The hundred millions of years of evolution from
paramecium to man isn’t the mystery, the mystery is life itself.The
fundamental tendency of matter was towards a total disorganization,
toward a final state of utter randomness from which the universe
wouldn’t ever recover.Each moment its connections were coming
unthread, and it flung itself headlong into the void in a reckless
scattering of it self, impatient for the death of cooling suns.And
yet here is evolution, a hurricane piling up straws that denied the
very nature of their own stuff.Evolution is a theorem written upon a
leaf that is floating against the direction of the river, a designer
is at work. God
exists. No doubts. I know. I can tell.Science gives many facts but
only very little knowledge, any fat Billie Turf who says ‘Antrax is
“cold-fire” these days is automatically considered a genius.A
limited God?, God the father of the orbits and the spinning nebulae
and the shepherding moons of Saturn, the author of gravity and the
brain, the lurker in the genes and the subatomic particles?.And the
Lord himself couldn’t handle cancer, aids, crack-addicted born
baby’s or even an antraxed victim? Someone must have
created our world, why? And why did God create such feelings such as
Angst, Hate, Jealousy and Vengeance?It seemed the world can’t
pronounce without. Vincent”s breathtaking was emphysema: white
vapor wiped at his lips.The child’s question haunted the nebulae, a
thought in search of its unable that read reason in a dead end maze
and made him certain the materialistic universe was the greatest
superstition of its age.I believe, but not in an infinite regression
in contingencies, or that acts of love and kindness were reducible to
neurons dancing the Cha-Cha in the firing brain.Man is not a nerve
net; man had a soul, fore how matter reflects upon itself?And
confession of sin could cure mental or bodily illness and the atom of
its body were continually changeling, yet each morning man awakened
and was still himself!Without a life after death, the so called
‘afterlife’‘, what is the value of work?, what is the point of
evolution?Electronics traveled from point to point without ever
traversing the space between.
‘I
shall be there as who I Am shall I be there’, Amen .Whispered Vince
softly.
Humans
knew right from wrong, to feel outrage at all that was monstrous and
evil: yet the scheme of evolution itself was outrageous, for the law
of life of feeding in a universe crammed from space to space with
exploding stars.Imaging the universe and everything in it were merely
thoughts in the mind of the creator, or that the world of external
reality existed no where except in men’s mind.So that nothing
outside him actually suffered. Sometimes this thought works,
sometimes it does not.I think: not the evil that we choose or inflict
the horror was the evil in the fabric of creation.The tiny
ichneumonoids fed the alive bodies of caterpillars underneath the
pretty lilacs and the lawns and the black throat-ed honey guide bird
chattered gaily, but it laid its eggs in an alien nest and when the
baby honey guide hatched it immediately killed its Foster brethren
with a hard sharp hook near the tip of its beak which it promptly
shed upon completion of the slaughter, what immortal living
being?Vince grimaced at an awful recollection of the
Brooklyn-hospital psycho ward for children, could the glory and
beauty of creation justify the suffering of one such child?The human
is a walking thrift shop, and the blue eye’s caught a photograph
here and there, but this much had always been human, nothing unusual
thereby, nor in the physical state of being. And his blue eyes
which draped at the corners still seemed to be starling into times
passing by.As ever his manner and his movements suggested a wrath
child perpetually engaged in the arranging of flowers.There was
nothing keener, than a child’s sense of justice, or what was fair,
or how things should be. Where did it come from? Later on they
learn to hoard it for themselves.It is no power that corrupted; it
was the jostling and unfairness of the world and of all kind of
experiences.Children came into this world without baggage except for
their innocence.Their goodness was not imitated, it wasn’t
learned and its not enlightened self-interest and here lay the
paradox.Physical evil and moral goodness intertwined like the strands
of a double helix embedded in the DNA code of the cosmos.The broken
bodies Vincent had witnessed in the Brooklyn hospital
through the years had impaled him with a sense of man’s fealty and
loneliness’.Men were tiny candle flames apart and adrift in a void
that was endless and terrifying and black.This perception brought
humanity into his embrace.Yet God eluded men he ‘d found his
cryptic testes in the brain, but the Gods held him out at arms
length; and at last, there was nothing to embrace but faith.’Save
my soul for heaven, Hallelujah, amen’prayed Vincent Blackwell
firmly.It was two minutes to midnight and he was tired of all the
thoughts he had throughout this day, as he closed his eye’s he
slept inside a minute and there was this dream this night he did not
forgot.
This
dream he was together with Anne Frank and a few other Jews, we stood
narrow in an Auschwitz gas chamber, we all felt betrayed
and abused, all of us stood desperately to look outside through
a small window where actual was nothing to see.Anne Frank went as
first of us whom went inside a gas shower cabin and she turned the
gas crane open, a little later I went to take a look and there she
lay naked, fallen on the floor, dead.I decided that it was
my time to enter a shower to die, naked I stood in a shower-cabin and
on the moment that I tried to turn open the gas-crane, the door went
suddenly re-opened.There were men in SS Gestapo uniforms, these men
with entire green eyes commanded me to come with them, for they said
these Aliens had a mission for me.This was my first contact with
Extra-Terrestrial- Intelligence, it was 1996 and it was the first but
not the last meeting with E.T.’s.He made up his mind, ‘Never
trust in fact’s, he wheezed.‘Facts hate us. Facts stink, that is
true, good point, well taken, abruptly he turned, wadded away.He knew
in the 16th century witchcraft or bewitched were in the 21st century
called schitzophrenia, thought mr. Blackwell. What does
Lucifer means? Light bearer’,And what’s the stuff of the
universe? ‘Energy’What is the energy’s comment form?
‘Light’.And with that he went away to the office of dor. Harry
Nurmuhamed to ask a Valium recipe, 80 mg each day he suffered
migraine, after the doc.made some notions of his client
mr.Vincent.Again in touch with normality, he went home. He ached for
his bed.Dr.Harry should thank Allah thus the Pharaoh’s aren’t
here; they will be laughing in his face this minute. I
should thank Allah to be a black magick person to be alive in a world
where even a deaf student could be a psychiatrist.
Chapter
VIII- “90.000.000 miles away (from home sweet home”)
Vincent
wondered if it were possible for a man to be a man without
pain, or without the possibility of pain.A God who was good could not
help even intervene upon hearing the cry of one suffering child, yet
he didn’t, he looked on.But there is something, thought Vince.Its
close it needed a final startling leap to make it all made sense and
preserve Gods goodness.He was certain he was close to etching it
down.If everything had a cause of existence, why not the existence of
God? He felt abandoned.Design and causality, he thought. God exists
know. But what could he be thinking of? ‘I
shall be there as who I am shall I be there? ’God
a joker?’A nuts’? It couldn’t be.The leap of his mind from God
to perfection had no transmission.It wasn’t a motionless
Identity.The notion of a God who is less than all-powerful is every
bit as frightening as none at all.But who knows what a God who was
flawed might do?If less than all-powerful, why wouldn’t he also be
less than all good?Like the vain, capricious, or the cruel God of
Anne Frank?
Wonder
God is Alien and cruel, remember Ludwig van Beethoven,
Ed,Alex&Jan van Halen, Prince Claus (van Oranje-Nassau), Theo van
Gogh, Siegfried von Niederlande, Maarten Tromp, Michiel
de Ruyter, Piet Hein, Baroness Sissy van Tuijl van
Seerooskercke, Johan Cruijff, Simon Tahamata and
kindness.Jesus of Nazareth asked the fool his name, and the man
answered, ‘Legion, for we are many’ (MARK 5:9) Vincent
watched towards the cross of the suffering King of the Jews and
wondered, who are you? The son of God? , no you know I don’t
believe that.In the meantime, I don’t know who you are, but you
must be someone. But who?.Doesn’t matter, never mind, no hard
feelings, who cares?When I read ‘Forgive your enemy’, I can feel
something that feels like it was there the whole time, something
floating.It is if my very own being for just those few moments
consisted of the total recognition of a truth and then realize that
you have risen from the dead?Is that something! When I think of it I
glow! “Whenever I die because of one of your father’s
experiments, I wish to receive all the money of all the banks of
Johnny Cash!’ spoke Vincent talking with Christ Jesus.It isn’t
some goyischer holy story full of reverence and stiffness and lies.It
isn’t some myth, thought Vincent; I cannot believe it didn’t
happen.Its sounds so human, so surprising, and so real at once,
‘Legion, for we are many’. by the way, what
is it that you ask from me? ,To suffer like you did on the cross?Well
I’m doing it! , Vincent Ferdinand looked venomously and bite his
lips, it’s a homicide world!.How many people get killed while Im
asleep? A thousand? A Legion!Everyone knows a thought is a thought
and not some brain cells dancing the Cha-Cha in the brain, it’s
really all bullshit saying mind is brain, sure my hand is in my
pocket, but is my pocket in my hand? There is a secret written
in doctrine: ‘that man who has no right to open a door and runs
away remains a prisoner for the rest of mans live, In September
1996 the holy Graves of the fathers of Arafat were stupidly and
secretly re-opened by the soldiers of Jerusalem.These
Israeli soldiers re-opened these graves only to take a look if the
forefather’s corpses of the Palestinian people were larger or
smaller than the holy fathers of the corpses of the Israeli’s.It
was September 1996 and Vincent Ferdinand was over a longer period in
love with little pretty Cindy whom was too young to fall in love, so
he found love at the vocalist Monique Klemann whom was the big sister
of the pretty young gypsy-princess Cindy, in his
fantasy.But he knew unconscious that the chance was very little of
being beloved by little Cindy or Monique, unto his largest nightmare
he read in a magazine thus she, Monique Klemann. was highly pregnant,
jealousy made him an anger young- men.Angrily he hung around at the
shops-center were most of the youth hung around to talk, sell and to
do nothing but smoke some pot. A Turk sold him a golden
Hexagramm for only one 1.000 cent, Vincent conjured 1.000 cents forth
and bought the 5 pointed David-Star,The Turk didn’t knew that
Vincent Ferdinand himself was a European Jew. How strange,
a golden Hexagramm? , a yellow six pointed Jude symbol bought from a
Turk? But for only 1.000 cents he had something
worth to get hold on, only no kisses from Monique or Cindy.Who is
unfortunate in love, has luck in the gambling game, thought Vincent
Ferdinand with mixed emotions.But what’s more valuable? A golden
Hexagram or being kissed by Monique klemann? And
lost in thoughts about love and precious steel he abruptly went
home. He was 90.000.000 miles away from the sun in September
’96 he had seen Arafat on television, Arafat was angry because of
the soldiers of Israel had
opened the Graves of
the saints of the Islam.Arafat called it unholy, and Vincent agreed
with Arafat thus the tunnels under the ground were holy of the saints
of the fore-fathers of the people of Palestinia. Without
hesitation he walked in black clothes into his demonic ritual room,
where several occult objects stood, as first he took his golden
Hexagramm in his hands, held him in the direction of the east,
pointed toIsrael.He commanded the six-pointed star symbol to protect
these Graves in
the tunnels of Jerusalem and
the Hexagramm vanished out of his hands, never to return.He grasped
his dead alligator, which was the beast, held him in his arms pointed
to the east; he commanded this beast to go to the centre of the
tunnels of the disaster in Israel and
to fight a war that of the beast, and thus the alligator disappeared
into the void. To start a war and when he had finished doing so, he
returned approximately two minutes after he disappeared.Since this
moment there again was a fight between the people of Palestinia and
between the soldiers ofJerusalem.Arafat yet even came hurried
to Europe to
have a conversation with President Wim Kok, but despite Arafat’s
prayers to finally get the support of the Europeans into this
civil-war conflict, the fight in Israel became
more violently, a civil-war that is still going on today.The walls
of Jericho are
rebuilt after thousands of years which have to hold the Palestinians
outside Jerusalem,
history repeats itself.Vincent feared that his Abracadabra not by
himself, neither through Bill Clinton, was able to get turned back,
so let the Gods give it a try! t was 1 April(fools
day), and around the cemetery there hung a peaceful atmosphere.He
walked through the paths between the ancient tombstones; the cemetery
was from 1870, until the Second World War it was used to burry the
dead.Certainly, it is a bit unusual for a man to find his rust &
peace on an ancient cemetery, and to pray.There was one special tomb
where he came for, the tomb of three little brothers.All these three
brothers died after each other at the age of nearly only one year
old.The first born was Vincent Ferdinand December 1870, the second
Lodewijk 1873 and the third again Vincent Ferdinand 1876.Vincent
himself was born in December 1970, his brother in 1973 and his sister
1976.After all he lived over 30 years in the area of this little
ancient cemetery.There couldn’t be a doubt, he was the soul
relative of Vincent Ferdinand.Incidentally he heard over a certain
period of time some kind of screaming and shouting, the same as in
the movie ‘the Blair witch project’ from the bushes ofMaryland.
(oct.1994) Was it perhaps the
Blair-witch from Maryland who
called him by those shouts like a bat? He, once in the end of 2002
followed these signs, he walked straight to the cemetery and opened
the iron gates, he contacted the dead whenever it arranged
him.And death gave many answers as many questions that remained
unanswered. This was a second coming of the Blair-Witch III aka Kelly
Edwards(r.i.p.), and this original American evil-witch from Maryland
turned into the personal Goddes of Vincent himself, perhaps a Jewish
rabbi would take it serious, but sober rational modern man such as
dr.Harry would declare him for a fool, but Vincent Ferdinand knew
quite certain that Dr.Harry himself wasn’t a total hundred percent
either himself.
(Chapter
9-long live the fool)
There
are many explanations for the fool.He is like god that plays a game
with himself, the fallen one that decided to go on adventure with
himself. He doesn’t remember that he is a falling
angel.This fool, this God, revealed the seven Basic colors (the seven
day’s) by which the creation had been composed.He is like the
prince from other worlds on a journey through ours.The fool is the
witness and the dreamer in all of us, he is the beginning, the middle
and the end.He is the enlighten one.In the eyes of the world he is a
fool that has no past and no future.He is completely free of mind and
prepared to take risks, because the fool he is a fallen one, this
solitary God. Yes, me too believe that the Gods are our
guardians, and that men are possession of theirs.So the fool begins
his trip, and he meets the magician that learns magical tricks to the
fool.’As above, so beneath’ speaks the magician.He opens the door
with a wizard-spell, the door between these and the other world.The
magician teaches to the fool how to use this wizard-spell.The fool
now learns ‘my will, is Gods will’, they are in unity, the fool
and his heavenly father.The magician opens the sleeping bag of the
fool and puts inside the bag, fire, water, air and earth.These are
the soul, the heart, the mind and the body, the four seasons, east
west north and the south. The fool now realize that
he exists, and he is a happy man to go further with his filled
sleeping bag on his journey, the adventure of his life had been
started.Our fool meets on his journey a high Priestess, a woman that
teaches the fool to realize he is only a solitary male-fool, and that
she is a female. He is hereby only the male aspect of
mankind, and the fool experiences this as a humiliating truth.The
Priestess gave the fool warmth and rest at heart while she looks
strict and straight to the fool.She is into the possession of the key
from the door to the world of the balance of the forces of nature,
and she gave the fool a chance to see her world, that of man and
woman, day and night, good and evil, black and white, right and left,
birth and death, and that of space and that of time.The fool is now a
wiser fool and the priestess that still was a virgin, gets pregnant
of the fool, the fool felt in love for her temptation and beauty.Only
the Priestess knows the secrets of being a virgin, she is the only
one who knows the laws of the divine creation of being pregnant, of
this new life of an unborn child (fool).Please fool! Don’t try to
touch the beast (priestess) too close! Perhaps she does not let you
go back no more!The fool tried to fly to the sun and burnt his
self-made wings.So the fool lost all light and beauty and he became
like a little devil.he fool is now the lost sheep, which is going
completely unto the highway to hell.Every fool has a past and every
fool has a future. Our fool is running with the devil, the fool
only witness the darkness, and he realizes that he always been a fool
without wings.The fool loves sexuality, money and black magick. Our
hero had been gone much too close to the beast, now all roads lead
straight to hell.Angst and pain is written to read on the fools face,
he is like a clown with love-sorrow.The fool knows that he must go on
further on his journey, his adventure.His past been destroyed because
of his sorrow and of his pain.The fool has no chance to change the
past, it’s too late.
When
he falls asleep in the night his dreams became like a nightmare, the
God of thunder strikes the fool with flames from grace.When the fool
awakes from his nightmare, the morning sunlight shines all over
him.When the fool opens his eyes again and sees the divine sunlight,
the fool knows he alone is able to choose which direction he will
continue on his journey with his sleeping-bag filled with
acknowledgements from his adventure he is into.Meanwhile the sunlight
filled the horizon with warmth and love.Our fool has the eye’s of a
happy child, infect, our hero becomes like an innocent child whom is
acting foolish.
Vincent
Ferdinand bought in Paris a
set of Tarot-cards, the Hermetic Tarot, re-wrote by Sir Godfrey
Dowson in 1888.The small Tarot-shop on 29, rue St.-Andre-des-Arts
75006 Paris,
livres des strategy.The symbolism and the explanation of these
Tarot-cards were re-constructed in the year 1888.The cards were based
on elder Jewish writings.The 22 Jewish names for the 10 roads that
lead the fool to the Tree of Life of the Garden of Eden were names of
Hebrew’s angels.
These
names are ‘Aleph, Beth, Gimel, Daleth,Heh,Vau,Zain,Cheth,Yod,Caph
and Qoph etc.Our fool has the number O, which is also the number of
God. as by the following the fool is described
according to the writings of Sir Godfrey Dowson.
‘O
‘. THE FOOLISH MAN.
The
spirit of Ether. Aleph. Ox. Pluto.the sun indicates a
bright spring morning.The two-part triangle in the upper right of the
card represents air.The symbol of Pluto appears in the mist to the
front of the fool.The Foolish Man stands with his worldly belongings
at the edge of a precipice, ignorant of the lashing waves and the
alligator with open jaws.The Fool holds in his right hand the rose of
joy, signifying perfect innocence and he holds a fierce wolf in check
by a leash.Behind him sprouts the follower of silence.The higher
significance of this card suggests that the foolish Man’s perfect
innocence is holding the wolf, thus the danger of worldly wisdom is
held in check by perfect innocence.Thought. Sensitivity The flesh.
Eternal life. Initiative. Spirituality. Folly.Foolishness. Bad
decision Indecision. Apathy. Hesitation.(Persons reading the cards
should bear in mind that the various meanings presented in this in
this booklet are suggestive and not meant to be conclusive.During a
reading, the diviner of the cards should freely permit his own
conscious and subconscious thought processes to assign expanded
meanings to each card in a manner which feels most comfortable and
responsive.)
‘All
the fools sailed away; we have nothing, nothing more to
say.’ We
are the innocent, we are the damned.Were caught up in the middle of
the madness, Hunted by the bastards of the land.Thou takes our
diamonds, thou gives us steel Thee Kings and Queens steal
away our dreams.we are the suffering, we’re caught, and we
bleed.We’re sailing to the end of the universe, never to return.All
the fools sailed away to the promised land, taken by the Lord his
hands.
Diamonds
are girls’ best friends!
Our
sun is a burning fireball created out of Helinium and Hydrogen, from
todayof there remains for yet 1500 Million years of sufficient
Hydrogen in the Sun.Without Hydrogen there is no life, no energy, to
be possible for mankind to survive.Our mother Earth is six Billion
years of age.In the beginning the Earth was cold, lifeless and
amorphous.Allah created the planet round of shape, Inc. A North and a
South-pool, Allah said,’There is light!’Allah created
an atmosphere that exists out of nitrogen and oxygen, now Allah was
finally relieved to take a breath.Allah stared to the Sun, Mercurius,
Venus, the Moon, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus,Neptune, Pluto
and planet-X, which are a total number of 12.12 months a year.2×12
hour each day.12 tunes on a guitar/piano/violin.He saw thus that it
all was good and named it Heaven; he named the blue planet ‘Earth’
or‘Paradise’. By the light of the stars Allah
saw that its creation was perfect, and he named the planet Venus the
twin sister of planet Earth (paradise). In the
Garden of Eden between the Eufra and the Tigris,
where trees grew, fish swam and birds flew, Allah was satisfied but
he was solitary.He than created a fool and a priestess, and he named
them Adam and Eve.Out of the A of Adam he removed the rib (-), turned
the A without the rib (-) around so that the V was created, and this
‘V” is spoken as Eve.Allah now finally found that the
Garden of Eden was completed, and thought that it was perfectly
created.On the seventh day, Allah took a day of rest to enjoy the
creation; he called the seventh day a Shabbath.Allah was satisfied
and saw that all of his creations were perfect.The fool (Adam) and
the priestess (Eve) were both naked and they didn’t felt ashamed
for each other.This was the last day of creation by the seven Basic
colours by which Allah painted the Heavens and our earthly
paradise.The fool became a strong believer in the creator and in all
his creations.Before the fall from heaven, the Big-Bang, there were
already the souls of Allah and the Fool whom were one.Even before the
creation of time and space they were one.This fool contained all
there is in space.He started to burn in a trillion of a second, thus
hereby was created time and space.The fire was enormously hot and
space had the size of the heart of an ant.It grew bigger and within
only a quark of a second it grew bigger and getting hotter.Time was
running closer towards one second and the heat was ready to
explode.Before this quark evaluated into the first second, there was
born space and grew more giant like the eye of a human, still black,
the heat turned from the inside to reflect itself visible and the
first second was there and grew larger like the shape of a
foetus. The Alpha gave light and it shone strong
like starlight.Time started to exits and the foetus grew and filled
itself with more heat than imaginable. The foetus grew to
a size of a man.It was complete but lonely, it grew and finally it
tore itself apart and it explodes.It was forced to multiply.And this
was the BIG-BANG, the fall from heaven; the one became many and thus
was the Alpha all which exists was there were it all begun.No limits.
The mind of the creator was perfect and its explosion created heat,
light and dust.Time and more space than before, and it went faster
and faster, fire, explosions and heat.Since that little time and
trillions of years later, the creation was still itself.Burning stars
and our limited human brain.And so the mind of the creator is the
centre of space, time and materialism.This double Helix of our cosmos
code DNA was entering into the darkness and yet,all was still in
touch with each one.
.
(Chapter
10-the paradox of god)
Another
source of conviction in the existence of God connected with reason
and not with feelings, is the extreme difficulty or rather
impossibility of conceiving this immense and wonderful universe as
the result of blind change of necessity. If God created mental
illnesses, why? , would God tap his finger against someone’s
forehead and say; anybody home? Their medication of the clients
of the Brooklyn-hospital, they get it everyday, Lithium, Therozine,
Haldol, Xanax, Tremblex,
Ritalin.Valium,Methadon.Leponex.Orap.Sizordinol.Paracetamol etc. It
tense to make them even more spacier than they already are. A schizo
is someone who is more neurotic than his doctor, Vincent often felt
hatred. ‘Nazi-bastards. Always blame it on the Jews.
‘Godverdomme’ he wheezed.But how can this be? Was there a spoiler
at large in the universe?Satan left the paradox intact, a bleeding
wound in the mind that wouldn’t ever recover. Think
of God; were there shadows in his nature? Were he brilliant and
sensitive? After all was said and done was the answer to the
mystery, no more than God was really Batman and Robin? Or could it be
that he was closer to being a nuts than anyone here to fore had
imagined, a being of superior but limited power? I envisioned
such a God in court pleading; Guilty with explanation, your Honor,
this theory had appeal it was rational and obvious and certainly the
simplest that suited all the facts, but I rejected it out of hand and
subordinated logic to this situation.
Be
wise, thy heroes, submit thyself unto (music from) the Elder
(KISS) Beware, all of thee be heroes one to another, and
be clothed with self-believe: for the Lord resisteth the darklight,
and giveth faith to the chosen boy.Humble thyself therefore under the
judgments hands of thy Lord that God may summon the boy with the
lights in his blue eye’s of a real, real champion’ 1 Pet 5:5-6.
I
didn’t come to the world to sell the ‘Awake!’ magazine from the
Jehovah door to door witnesses.And I felt that anyway now about the
problem of evil, something whispered to his soul.That the truth was
staggering and somehow connected to the original sin,but only analogy
and dimly.Hilary asked Bill in the Garden of Eden on a Sunny day: Do
you still love me?” , and Bill answered: ‘Do I have a
choice? There is nobody else!’, and the snake whom lived like the
beast of the field was sleeping beneath the forbidden tree.YHWH
commanded to Hilary: ‘Innocence is no excuse’.The Jewish legend
tells that Lillith was the first wife of Adam in the Garden of
Eden.During their sexual activity’s Lillith sat on the top of Adam,
and refused to lay on her back.Adam became angry and she escaped from
the Garden of Eden and made love with the angels whom saw that she
was pretty.She gave birth to 100 demonic-children each day, where the
giant ones came forward from.God pleased Adam by the creation of an
innocent Eve from his rib, Lillith returned to the Garden and she
seduced Eve to eat the forbidden fruit of the tree of knowledge of
good and of evil.lillith became the snake, the evil-beast inside this
paradise. Pain had its uses, and the brain could shut it off at
any time, but how?The Gods in the sky hasn’t told me, the Secret
Orphan Annie Pain issued, some heads are gonna roll. Vincent
suffered a headache, he thought: So you at last do feel something,
after all these years of mutilations and violent endings and there is
still something with in you that feels emotional .Good. This is a
very good point. Well taken.He ached for his bed, the tiredness sank
to the bones of his legs and then into the earth beneath him,
heavily.He reminded of a monk, medieval kind, the kind that you see
in the movies, their expressions unsmiling, earnest and dumb.If man
behind the deadpan mask, did something bright and strong that hummed,
something wonderful and fair that he did not from deviousness, but
because of a certain gentility of soul, ‘Dutifully ‘ Vincent
looked at the plate before him, his stomach was empty but he could
not eat.Vince Amfortis had lost his appetite; outside a bird was
singing, in this weather? It’s too cold! ’This
bird ought to be put in an institution, he’s sick, he needs help,
and so do I’.Then the bird fell silent and the only Sunday sound
was a clock on the wall. Tick-tack-tick-tock-tick. ‘And
may it over come all children o’ Israel an
everlasting healing, Amen’, praised Vincent fairly.Vincent felt a
strangeness in his room, what was it? The Blair witch? Pazzazu? It
is nothing, you are tired!The possessed young Tony Blair of The
Exorcist had unsaveroury acquaintances of one habit, an oui-ja board
to whom he spoke with a demon called Pazzazu, the demon, an ancient
Demon from South-Africa, listened to the name ‘Captain Nemo
‘. His sculpture was found in northern Iraq,
by an elder cath’lick priest, this image of Pazzazu was well known
in the religion of ancient Babylonia, Persia. Father
Kerry and Father Kluiver both died during the performance of the
exorcism ritual on the young Tony Blair.farther Kluiver
died of a third heart attack caused by a shock during the exorcism
ritual, Father Kerry whom had lost his faith became possessed by the
demon himself and felt down through the window on the stairs and
died, his head was completely turned around, one 180
degrees.Father.Osbourne did not go upstairs because of Angst. But
Tony Blair was still alive and he was released of possession of the
demon and he was not aware of what happened, left the house and drove
straight into the streets of Washington D.C., after
he gave FatherJack Osbourne a kiss and thanked him very
much.While Vincent watched the child drive abruptly away, the
child looked at Vincent Ferdinand real evil, he looked much,
much longer in his face as usual, at the end of the movie,
recreate in 2000.This time it was Vincent whom became filled with
Angst, was it a sign? A mark of Satan?A warning? He thought over and
became very sick all over his body, shakin and cold as ice.A few
day’s passed and nothing unusual had happened, except his sick
stomach, and a lot of cold-sweat. But it had started somewhere else
where Pazzazu was among the living. There were in this month of
November 2002 children getting shot to death by a sniper, round
Washington D.C., Vince was sure it was Pazzazu whom was involved into
these killings.Vincent started to analyze whom and why? Why was some
sick head killing the innocent? Vincent Ferdinand imagined himself as
a F.B.I. sergeant. , he had to find it out and to make it stop. The
sniper kept on killing in the area of Washington D.C.,
was it an ex-sniper such as a Vietnam one?
Or a first gulf-war sniper whom wanted to start the second out of
hate because this men might be a Muslim/ Jesuit but an ex-believer?
It was clear he hated everything and everybody, without a feeling of
guilty or being ashamed, but stupidly and dumb on the same level as
the killings were done.It was six
o’clock midnight and
Vince was wild awake and searched for some radio voices, he might
could try to influence such subject as often.This time it was
President Bush of the United
States whom
spoke anger on the radio; the subject was the Washington D.C. Snipers
and their possible terror protectors from another nation.The
President spoke that they had to surrender themselves to the
government because they knew who they were, then came these spoken
words: we will not fear to use a mushroom to protect ourselves! When
the voice of war ended, Vincent Ferdinand witnessed the most exciting
vision he had ever seen or heard of. It would change his life for
ever.An enormous huge red Hiroshima-bomb exploded one block away from
his living room while he watched outside, it grew larger and the red
light was shining like lightning.He couldn’t believe his eyes but
this was more than just a hallucinated brain Cha-Cha.At the top of
this red colored Nagasaki Mushroom whose size was as it was reality,
it suddenly changed into a huge blue colored light shining U.F.O.
with yellow windows above and under the middle of the U.F.O., it was
made of lightning and shone into the darkness of this November night
of 2002. Than it flew to the apartment of Vincents and with a
strange Zoom- Zoom sound it flew above with high speed like it was
the one you witness in the star-trek movies, he sensed the Zoom-Zoom
sounds flying above his apartment and he had to hold strong not to
drop on the floor.The darkness was there again, the stars at the
heaven above must have had doubtless witnessed this incident by
themselves.He sat down on the floor and closed his blue eyes.Inside
the next two weeks both of the Washington D.C. snipers(mr.Muhamed)
were caught and put under arrest by the F.B.I.
(Chapter
11- AngelwitchVincent)
Vincent
Ferdinand himself had an oui-ja board on his ritual altar in his
bedroom; he used it so now and then.The demon he spoke with was an
ancient living death fromMaryland,Burkutsville, it answered to the
name Kelly Edwards, the spirit seemed to be alive and he was aware of
the danger of it when things would go wrong, the Angel witch whom
moved from Maryland u.s.a. to Zeeland
(the dutch), he was sure. No doubts, Spirits exists, he knew, he
could tell. Vince had to go out, to get moving and went
outside.Outside, he stood with his hands on the doorknob, troubled
and thoughtful and undecided.The wind blew a Styrofoam cup down the
drive-way and listened to its thin and forlom impacts, then it was
still, abruptly he went away, walked through a little park that
traversed a canal.He followed the death steps of one of his friend
Mr. Kuipers, already, back then, the curious gathered and were
milling about and chattering, although no one seemed to know just
exactly what had happened, Mr. Kuipers were found in the canal after
being missed six weeks, after research of the F.B.I. , it seemed he
missed his left index-finger.In 1995 when Mr. Kuipers often visited
the apartment of Vincent, they both made studies of the occult and of
religion; there was one black book which described the subject of the
U.S. Future seen by one man.There was only one page of a vision from
this man out of the beginning of the 20th century, whom had seen in a
vision thus Manhattan New
York would
be a war zone on fire, buildings burning while airplanes crashed.
This all would have taken place inside the 21st century, there shall
be a fire of the world, and all the nations would have problems
because of this world fire.This story made a huge impact on Mr.
Kuipers, because there was a science-fiction painting made of this
Manhatten-Warzone, he was sure it would happen, he even made Vince
convinced of the reality of this vision of one hundred years ago.The
very same week Mr. Kuipers suddenly disappeared, and being put on the
list of the file of most wanted people by the
local Brooklyn police.This
book is still in the possession of the occult books from Vincent in
his apartment.Vincent passed by the water and sat down on a bank, he
reached into his pocket of his coat, there was a novel inside, the
holy Quo’ ran.He, pulled out the book and started to read, he was
aware of the danger of reading a novel over and over again, he
pretended to be an old man who was passing his elder day by the
canal, but the holy Quo’ ran held the danger that he might
unwittingly actually read it and perhaps allow the Gemini killers to
elude his scrutiny.He slipped it back inside the pocket of his coat,
he stayed until noon,
hearing something suspicious, something was nagging at him, but what?
, he stayed for a while but could not identify it, he sighed with
relief and left.Vincent got home and moved back to his apartment,
back home he moved to the window, he looked out.He felt uneasy; some
darkness was stirring that he could not comprehend: yet he sensed its
movements, but what was it? it was alive and evil he thought.Slowly
he took his suitcase within all his needs for another injection of
angeldust, and prepared himself to be ready for another hotshot,
which he desired so strong.After he pulled the blood out of his veins
into the needle he injected it back mixed with his angeldust and
careful shot the liquid into his right arm. Again it hit his brain
and muscles like a hammer which hit the anvil on full power, these
were those moments he was able to forget his loneliness and felt the
warmth of a beloved Yashmine, it was a matter of the heart what made
him into those injections of angeldust, he couldn’t live with the
knowledge of the missing emotions to love and to beloved, like he was
used to with Yashmine A world in which neutrinos were said to
be ghosts,and electronics were able to go backwards in time.
(Chapter
12-among the dead)
Again
in touch with normality, Vince ached for his bed.Only animals like a
wasp from L.A.were clean looking.Wasps aren’t as bad as they say;
they are very pretty colored, yellow and black.Vincent Ferdinand felt
asleep at once, and as usual he dreamed away from reality.He was
flying above a city, which he could not describe.This city looked
like science-fiction, he went down. He, entered a huge
building, it walls were smooth and of a deep bleu colour. And
they melted to a ceiling of breathtaking height.He had the feeling of
being in a vast cathedral.An immense expanse was filled with beds of
the kind find in a mental-hospital, narrow and white; there were
hundreds of people, possibly more engaged in various quiet
activities.Most were reading or talking, though a group of five of
them near Vince was gathered at a table and radio transmitter of some
sort.Their faces were intent and he could hear a female voice saying
‘can you hear me?’Odd’ beings walked around, winged men like
angels wearing the uniforms of doctors.They moved among the beds and
the columns of sunlight that were shafting through circular
stained-glass windows.They seemed to be dispensing medication or
engaging in quiet conversations.The general atmosphere was of
peace. Vince walked along rows of beds that stretched as
far as he could see. Nobody noticed him, perhaps, for an angel
who turned his head and gazed at him pleasantly, as he passed and
returned to work.Sudden, Vincent witnessed his dead friend from the
Brooklyn-hospital Mr. Krueger whom died in 1998, suicide.As in
ordinary dreams, where the dead are not ever perceived as such, he
walked to Mr.Krueger unhurriedly and sat down with him on the bed.
I Am glad to see you Krueger’, he said.
Then
Vincent Ferdinand added, ‘Now both of you and I are
dreaming’. Krueger whispered in silence: ‘No, I am not
dreaming Vince’,
So
Vincent now realized himself that he was among the dead.Along with
this the sudden realization came an absolute certainty that his
friend was not an illusion.Vince peppered him with questions about
the hereafter, this life after death.
‘Are
all these people dead?’ asked Vincent surprised. Krueger
nodded, What a mystery’, whispered Vince , where are we? He
asked Krueger shrugged, I don’t know, I’m not sure but we
come here first. ‘It looks like a hospital’, Vincent
Ferdinand deserved. ‘Yes, all of us are treated here’, said
Krueger ‘Do you know were you going after this? ‘. Krueger
said “No” They continued to talk, and finally Vincent
Ferdinand asked him bluntly, Does Jehovah exist? ‘Not in the
dream world’, ‘Which is the dream world? Is this the one?’
“This is the world where we meditate ourselves’ When
Vincent Ferdinand pressed him to explain his answer, Kruegers
statement grew vague and diffuse. “”one point”,
he said, “we have two souls”, and then he again grew dubious and
uncertain, and the dream began melting around the edge, growing more
flat and insubstantial until finally his friend was a phantom talking
gibberish. Vincent Ferdinand awakened and lifted his
head.Through a crack in the drapes in front of the window his
blue-eyes watched into the cobalt light of dawn.He let his head drop
back into the pillow and thought of the dream.What did it meant? ,
“Doctor Angels” he murmured aloud.Vincent quietly eased himself
out of bed and went to the bathroom and urinated.He made some Tea and
sat back in the leather chair, lost in thoughts.Was the dream his
future, an augury of his death? No, this dream didn”t have a
certain texture. This is the one who was unlike any dream he
ever had. It affected him profoundly.”Not in the dream world”, he
murmured, “two souls”, “its the world were we mediate
ourselves”.Was the dream his unconscious providing him with clues
to the pain he suffered?Mentally disturbed? Maybe, he wondered.A
dream tells you whom you really are, what was this for a vision?
mr.Krueger, his dead friend, at least he seemed to be healed from his
suicide wounds.They even smoked cocaine two days before he committed
suicide and passed away.Vincent picked up another Tabak and
started to smoke easily, he felt no pain, he felt nothing.
(Chapter
13-The free will of God)
I
shall pass through this world but once. Any good therefore that
I can do, or any kindness that I can show to any Human-being, let me
do it now, let me not defer or neglect it. For I shall not pass
this way again. Was the three-dimensional universe an artificial
construction designed to be entered for the working out of specific
problems that could be solved in no other way?Was the problem of evil
in the world by design?Did the soul put on a body as men put on
diving suits in order to enter the ocean and work in the depths of an
Alien-water world in a yellow submarine?Did we choose the pain that
we innocently suffered?If everything had a cause of existence why not
the existence of a God?Or Lucifer the Satan or the cause of pain and
of death?”One more thing about evolution”, wheezed Vincent, a
fish takes a little breath of air, a try out, and returns back into
the ocean.And keeps on practicing this and he breaths a little longer
each time he did before.After all this practice, he is able to
breathe long enough to lay some eggs on the land, and before she dies
she leaves a will saying how her children should trying breathing on
the land and they do it.And on and on it goes, maybe hundreds of
millions of years they keep trying,each generation getting better and
better because all of this practice is getting into their
DNA-genes.And then finally one of them breathes the air and keeps on
breathing, on the land.All her children have no trouble breathing air
all the time, their only problem is walking.As regarding this theory
about these fish, it has one little problem, they have no feet.So God
should evaluate them so it would make the whole thing, these walking
and breathing fish, theorem possible.These fish changes through the
evolution of nature in the history of reptiles.They come up on dry
land and they lay their eggs including food and water inside the
shell of these eggs.There is need now some kind of deadly tool so the
little embryos should be able to get out of its hard, tough shell.All
these changes in the egg from fish to the reptile has taken maybe,
millions of years of evolution. Every change would be exchanged
right on the spot before the other one ever got to make this
appearance.In the meantime we have reptiles in our cities Zoo”s,
and fish as well.But how could this come possibly to be so?All these
changes in the embryo have happened through thousands of years, or
all at once by incredible coincidence?Vince felt abandoned, design,
creation and causality, he thought.Yehovah God exists I know.
Free will. Very nice, we should keep it! Good point. Well taken! No
limits to the tolerance of the divine creating of life by God , let
there be light, let there be sound, let there be guitars, let there
be drums, let there be rock. on the Eighth day God created rock
‘n roll, ! And as finishing touch God created the Dutch!
The leap of mans mind from Jehovah to perfection had no
transition.Jehovah was a motionless identity; death was an
ending, at least without an emotional God.With all of eternity at his
disposal, what fiendish new tortures might he not device?Vincent
snatched a red colored book and quickly opened it. I had to
come across it accidentally, its in here, in this book called ‘Satan
by Baron Vladimir van
Tuijl van Serooskercke”.He began to read, ‘An angels knowledge is
perfect, because of this, the fire of an angels love isn’t built up
slowly.No matter if the angel is immediately a Holocaustic, a roaring
conflagration, a flame with love that will never lesson.It also say”s
that this situation never changes, fallen angels, Satan’s
angels,Hells Angels, whatever-angels.And so why is the devil always
schmutzing up and down and all around making trouble? Jesuits always
blames it on Satan.Its a joke, it couldn”t be, not according to
this book.Vincent was entering the Brooklyn-hospital to visit dr.
Harry for a conversation.The doctor looked very serious and made
Vincent Ferdinand wondering if there wasn”t a smile behind his eyes
.He saw the doc. writing on a clipboard.The doc. flicked a glance of
appraisal at his client. What is he thinking of? dr.Nurmuhamed
asked himself. Do I read a smile beyond those eyes? The
contact was monumentary, and dr..Harry turned away and left the
room. He
turned left in the hallway and vanished from view.A laugh
riot, this doctor?” murmured Vincent aloud. The doctor
returned:I”ve been thinking about your problem, the problem of
evil’ Is this evil only my problem ?” said Vincent
astounded.’What do they teach you at school? This is everybody’s
problem’.
‘I
understand’, said the doctor. the unconsciousness “What
is it? Who is it?’ dr. Nurmuhamed looked away and made
a gesture of impatience. ‘Oh, that again”
he murmured. Yes, you’re eaten up with jealousy that I the
patient, is on the verge of now cracking this problem of evil’,
spoke Vince loudly.‘My Giant brain is like a surgeon surrounded by
mirrors’. ‘Where did you come up with these ideas?”
asked dr.Harry ‘Gospels tells you to forgive and
forget, but God cant? ‘Okay, what”s your theory’
dr.Harry insisted.
’I
am still working on it doc., my unconsciousness is smacking it
together. ‘I’ll give you another little hint’
offered Vince Blackwell. Its from your gospels, “what you do
unto the least of these, my little ones, you do unto me”, Vince
paraphrased. He saw dr.Harry Nurmuhamed writing on a clipboard.
Was he smiling? Or what, who knew? He is a tough, tough case,
thought Vincent Blackwell .‘What is it that you want?” asked
dr..Harry. ‘You forgive me? I want to pick up your mind,
‘What about?’ ‘Pain, it drives me crazy,
you’re an expert’.
‘You
have a recurring pain?’ ‘Use my brain for experiment, and
find out why this happens, then I at least have some peace whenever I
die, when I have the answers, it drives me insane for over ten
years’. In the doctors eye’s there was a ghost of a smile.
‘You were mentioning pain’ dr.Harry spoke ‘True,
look you know that I am suffering phantom noises, they hurt a
lot’. ‘My question has to do with God’s goodness
. ‘Its all speculation’, the doc. reminded him. ‘Please
doc. speculate, its eating me up’. ‘You’re fully conscious
and actually aware of it, your adrenaline is pumping, I may have
misled you’.‘One thing that I did not mention is that when the
pain gets too unbearable, the nervous system overloads’, ‘Then
why couldn’t my body have been made impervious to injure? asked
Vince. ‘Ask God’ answered the doc. ‘I am asking you!
the doc.spoke softly ‘I don’t know the answer’. ‘Its
a wonder you believe in a God at all’ replayed Vincent.‘Within
all that knowledge of the working of the brain, don’t you think its
all neurons all this stuff we call pain or a soul?’ dr.Harry
checked his watch, ‘I ought to be going spoke the doctor. ‘Be
honest’ asked Vincent ,A dark expression came over dr.Harry’s
face; he relaxed and asked ‘what is it I can help you with? ‘Its
the brain versus mind’, ‘hocus pocus’,for years I have been
meaning to consult some neurologists about it.He asked the doctor
skeptical,: ‘Are the things we call feelings and thoughts nothing
more than brain neurons that are dancing the cha-cha in the
brain? ‘What do you think? ‘asked Vincent friendly.Dr.Harry
looked serious and nodded, ‘I think they are the same’ he said
sternly. ‘Why is that?’asked Vincent ‘Why not?
answered the doc. the doctor bites his lips. ‘I mean, are they
the very Same fact as those neurons?, whom needs to search out for
this thing called a soul when the brain is clearly doing all these
things, suppose that you’re looking at the sky and you see a great
homogeneous expanse, is that the very same fact as a pattern of
electrical discharges that run between wires in the brain?’, he
asked his doctor. the doctor wondered a moment, and before he
answered he looked dark eyed at his patient and finally spoke; ‘You
look at a grapefruit’, he said slowly and continued, ‘It produces
a circular image in your sense field, but the cortical projection of
this circle in your occipital lobe isn’t circular, it occupies a
space that’s ellipsoidal’, the white haired doctor spoke
aloud. ‘So how can these things be the very same
fact?, when I think of the universe, how do you contain it in your
brain?’ the doctor was surprised by this question.
Dr.Nurmuhamed
turned around in his chair, and looked outside. Then he said:
‘There are several other mysteries to consider’, he
murmured. ‘One is the executive connected with thought, every
second a man’s mind is bombarded with thought’, Vince looked at
his doctor and realized he finally spoke some true words, not lies,
not this time. Then dr.Harry spoke; ‘Bombarded with hundreds,
thousands of sense impressions’,he took a deep breath and tried to
continue. ‘But you filter out all but those immediately
necessary to accomplish your ends of the moment, and those countless
decisions are made every second and in less than a fraction of a
second’. ‘Who’s making those decisions? Vince asked and
again, ‘who’s making the decision to make that decisions?
Dr.Harry waited a second before he answered any question,
‘what’s behind these questions?’. Okay, I have to tell
you a little secret, don’t blame me or my answers, I haven’t told
you before, the secret is that mostly the brain cells of
schizophrenics are often better put together structurally than the
brains of people without mental problems, and some people with
most of their brain removed continue to function as
themselves’.Dr.Harry scrabbled his nose while he gave this
informatica to Vincent, whom he always had found an unusual
personality. ‘The scientist with his electrodes touches a
certain brain cell and the patient hears a voice from long ago, or he
experiences a certain emotion’.but his subjects always said that
whatever he produced in them with the electrodes was not a part of
them, it was something done to them’. Vincent’s
eyebrows rose ‘Is that so?’ , ‘Yes it is so’.and if mind
is brain, then the brain has some capacities totally unnecessary for
the physical survival of the body’, he spoke with a cracking tune
in his voice and with a dark forced light out of his brown eye’s.’
‘Things like wonder and self-awareness, and some of us go so
far as to believe that consciousness itself isn’t centered in the
brain, for some reason to suspect that the whole human body,
including the brain as well as the external world itself, is all
spatially situated inside consciousness’, the doctor looked
straight towards his client and awaited. Vincent thought
deeply and whispered, ‘So we might believe that consciousness
itself isn’t centered in the brain, so for some reason we suspect
that the whole human body as well as the external world itself is all
spatially situated inside consciousness’?. ‘You’re very
close towards that what I try to explain’, spoke dr.Nurmuhamed. He
continued ‘if the mass of the mind is the mass of the brain and the
mass of the brain is the mass of the mind the Taliban would
shoot me from behind’. ‘My
sentiments exactly’, spoke Vincent. ‘Nu?’ spoke Nurmu and
stared at him. ‘I was playing the devils advocate a little, I
agree with you, mind is not brain. Sure, my hand is in my pocket, but
is my pocket in my hand? ‘You’re
a very strange men’, said the doc, ‘any other questions?’ Asked
dr.Nurmuhamed,he was drilling his client with his eyes.
‘Sweetness and innocence, these day’s its gone, what a
life’ sighted Vincent. ‘It is a preparation of death; we
must speak of these things another time?’ Dr.Harry nodded and
once again he was surprised by his client, he appraised him
warmly.Vincent searched his tragic eyes; they were brimming with
something, but what? What is it?’ ‘I have some
questions for you, especially about the subject of sexuality, ‘Are
you still impotent Vincent? Still suffering these singing and guitars
in your ears? ,Yes, I suffer quiet a lot, even though I have to
admit that the drugs shuts it off but often it returns very
heavily”.
We will meet again next
Thursday, and if you wish we will discuss this subject, okay?’
, ‘Alright doc.’ spoke Vincent with anger in his voice.
‘Are you through with your coffee? asked the doc. friendly.
’Yes doc. I Am’ Then they both walked out of his
office. ‘A female patient asked me once, what can I do
about those headaches when I have sex?,’you know what I told her?
Why don’t you stop fucking?’ ,HaHaHa!, They shook hands and
both left another side, dr.Harry turned around. Suddenly he felt
a cold draft against his face.It seemed to flow through him, and then
it-ebbed.He took a look at the windows, all closed.He had an odd
feeling and disappeared into the open-ward.Too much mystical
discussion gave him a headache; he opened and closed the
door.Vincent went home , and stared with open eyes, glittering
eyes. Think about the autonomic system, it does all of these
seemingly intelligent things to keep your body functioning and alive,
but it has not got intelligence of its own.Your conscious mind is not
directing it, so whats directs it? You’re unconscious.And don’t
forget the collective unconscious. A man decided to move his
hand; his motor responses were triggered by neurons, which were
triggered by others that lead to the brain.But what neuron decided to
make that decision, assuming that the chain in the firing of neurons
could be lengthened by the billions of neurons in the brain. When
you came to the end of them what remained that had triggered ‘A
mans free will?’.Could a neuron decide?Prime neuron
untriggered? First
decider undecided? Or perhaps the entire brain decided?Would
that give to its whole what none of its single parts possessed?And
what made the decision for the brain as a whole to make a
decision? At least he got some answers on some important
questions. All people of all kind walked through the doorway and
he felt their sadness & emotionless faces, others looked
depressed without the possibility to show any feeling of joy or
happiness or whatever.This hospital reminded him of a sort of
horror-house at the circus in town.He tried not to be depressed again
just because of the atmosphere of this disturbed madhouse, he went
out fast, thinking of what was said. ‘I believe in the
world and men and pitied both, hoping for the best.
(Chapter
14-father Jack Osbourne)
Frank,
the therapy manager was there together with other visitors.
‘Any plans today, Vincent?, asked Frank, ‘You’ll be around?’.
’You want me to show me your porno collection, or what?’,
murmured Vincent.
Vincent
watched with fascination how Frank was snorking his soup and hot
broth from its plate. I’ll stay for an hour or so, and then I
go home to see the Exorcist, I love this movie! Seen it 20th times!
Can do no evil!’.‘You look down’ insisted Frank.‘No I ‘ m
fine, and you?’, ” I am okay!’, ‘You are lying,
said Vincent!’,” You too!’, spoke Frank. True! spoke
Vincent in return. Frank gazed flicked over the face of Vince,
with concern he looked at his therapy client,
with exhausted concern and deeply troubled, ‘You are looking very
tired’, Frank said.
Now he’s worried about me,
thought Vincent.And he fixed him with a grim and steady stare.Frank
broke laughing away from Vince. ’Better, much better’,
thought Vincent and closed its eye’s for a while. Frank
sat behind his desk, he thought,’ perhaps I’d misunderstood’,he
was trying to make a phone call, this time holding the telephone
closer to his ears, and than again he heard the female voice whom he
had heard before. ‘Yes I see’, Yes, thank you, thank you
very much indeed’, Frank hang up the telephone.In his office he
could hear his breathtaking, he angled the desk lamp away, and held
its hands underneath, the tips of his fingers were bloodless, and
white underneath his nails.Frank was shocked and his heart was
pumping.The very same day he became ill and went home, it took three
weeks before he returned to work, because of suffering nightmares and
of being impotent. Poor Frank .nuts. pizznurd!
Meanwhile Vincent had an appointment with the Jesuit reverent.
Osbourne. After he arrived at the local Brooklyn-hospital, and
opened the door the dirty air of cleaning and of too little fresh air
he was disgusted by these stinking hospital smell.Whenever someone
remained during a visit over a longer period of time, than even your
clothes went to stink like the air of this hospital.Moreover the air
was badly for your eyes and lungs; it could even on a longer term
causes headaches, the hospic-nurses even recorded their complaints on
a note-book.Most medications are poison for blood, mucus, sperm,
urine and mans toilet-shit.Amfortis walked to the office of the
minister of Father Osbourne, the door stood a little open but it was
too small to look inside.Consequently Vincent knocked three times on
the door. Nodded. Nod. Konk! , ‘Hallo?’ sounded
through the doorway. Vincent slowly walked further into the
office of Father Osbourne.He felt a strange kind of fear, a strong
one.
‘Ah, Vincent!, welcome home! Spoke the priest of the
lunatics. ‘God is a tennis-shoe from Venus Williams; say” s
the prisoner of the president, the president nods. And he said
‘guard?’, ‘let him be set a free man’, there is much to
be said on both sides, Really Father Osbourne, these rushes to
judgments have to stop whether I Am a Satanist or I Am not’,
Reverent J.Osbourne nodded. I don’t judge you for any
religion or politics just take care of yourself and no one will judge
you on your experiences, I hope.Father J.Osbourne looked calm at
Vincent, he considered himself why it didn’t succeed the words of
Jesus to serve at him, but Father J. Osbourne tried over and over
again. ‘Vincent?, spoke Osbourne on a tone as if he had
all the answers of all questions.Shall we together pray to Christ and
ask him if he wants to accompany you on the right path? After all it
can do no evil to pray to Jesus! I am sure Christ wants to be your
friend’, spoke Father J. Osbourne calm. ‘You know what!’
spoke Vince, ‘give me rather an ashtray for my desires for a tabak
if you don’t mind?’ Reverent J. Osbourne looked
outside, through the window, ‘My Holy God’, insisted Osbourne
,’what can I do with this young man?”Please kid, here you got
yourself an ashtray, smoking can do no harm, its the youth of
today’ ‘Thanks Father’ spoke Vincent in return.
At the open-ward Brooklyn hospital
people of all kind of problems came in and out.Children. Elder.
Young-adults. And so on.Vincent wondered: ‘Would God invent
something like death?’ he asked Father Osbourne. Father
J.Osbourne answered:’ wouldn’t it be a punishment to live
forever? ‘Besides you don’t have enough brains’, ’I
believe the Lord is a Lord of light without any darkness , here will
the dead return to which they after all also came from’ spoke the
rev.The Jesuit touched his nose and looked at his unusual client and
took a deep breath.’The mind goes back to he whom has given them
the mind’, “Its a wonderful life’, reflected Vincent.Father
Jack.Osbourne sat at its chair, to oscillate and he looked with dogs
eyes at his client as like he himself was put heavily under influence
of Valium. ‘Father! I have brought with me a text out of the
local Sunday edition of the Washington Post’ , ‘I almost
can’t wait to hear it kid’, ‘please read it to me aloud’.
Murmured the Priest. ’I will Father, I will, here it
comes!”, ‘The Pope recognizes the existence of the vagina.
Recently the Vatican declared that the Pope John II finally
recognizes the female vagina, he said I have never ever seen or
touched, not that I am aware of, a vagina, only recently one of my
holy nuns told me that I can not, will not, deny the existence of the
vagina so I beg all cath” licks whom are into the possession of a
photograph or other proofs of the feminine vagina, please convince me
and let me take a look!’ according to the Sunday news ’
‘Are you foolin’ me? Christ please have mercy with me!’
reflected Father J.Osbourne.He took again a deep depressed sounding
breath of air and asked Vincent ‘ Mr.Blackwell?, whom are your
favorite music groups?’ Vincent took a look at the inside of
his left hand, like the names were written on his hands, but he
only took a look at his very long life-line. Towards
rev.Os he answered proud: ‘I love Black Shabbath and make-up
Shock-rockers such as Kiss, I love it loud Father!’ The
Jesuit reacted ‘Oh, speak of the devil! These singers of Kiss, are
they truly Jewish? ” Correct Father, pleased to meet you,
most people aren’t aware of such facts’ told Vincent insure.
‘You’re Jewish, but not a true believer, I think, Am
I right?’ ‘Partly you’re right Father, but
remember I am baptized and raised as a child as a Protestant,
just a little, not too heavily’. ‘So you do
believe?”,‘I believe both of you and me are foolish, I Am
the idiot and you are the Circus-clown’. Now tell me kid, whadda ya
wanna do with the rest of your life!
shouted Father J.Osbourne straight into Vincents face. ’I
wanna rock, smoke tabak, and get married with a rich mans
daughter’. Than there was a pause. Silence. Calm.The Jesuit
asked friendly:“Have you seen the thriller Psycho with Norman
Bates?’ Ofcourse, why do you ask me?
“Well, spoke the Jesuit; its your life story!”
There
is no explanation for some evil like the things the Stalinists did in
the CCCP.Like the Rabbi whom had eight nails driven into his skull
alive, while there were six little boys and their Jewish school
teacher.They were praying the Our Father when communistic soldiers
came upon them.One soldier whipped out his bayonet and sliced off the
teachers tongue.The other took chopsticks and drove them into the
ears of the six little boys.
‘Mention
the gastronomy system and certain aesthetics related to our bodies,
some woman like a pretty one wouldn’t like it if we
should asked her to visit us Father Osbourne!’,’A president
who goes stargazing through the cosmos like some impotent
Billie Turf, while children suffered and our loved one’s lay in
their waste and die?, we cannot have a good God with such horror
going on forever, maybe he’s evil?’ ‘My name is Mr.
Innocent, dont blame me!’, whispered Osbourne, and continued ‘I
strongly believe Satan himself is the guilty one, and he will suffer
in hell if you ask me!’. ‘Jesuits on this question
always blame it on Satan, why doesn’t the Vatican get
a blame?,We have Antraxed victims and H.I.V. positive mothers, would
a good God such nonsense going on?’Vincent had clearly doubts if
Lucifer and his evolution was to blame.You can’t say a line looks a
little crooked unless you’ve got a notion of a line that’s
straight, so were came up these notions like ‘good’, or ‘evil’
or’ unjust’?.We’re a part of this world, if it is evil we
shouldn’t be thinking that its ‘evil!.We’d should be thinking
that natural things we just call ‘evil’ are just natural.God the
Skagenees isn’t some kind of Jekyll and Hide, evil reversed is
live!. Father Jack Osbourne seemed to be asleep, but he spoke in
silence with closed eye’s, ‘You bring me a headache kid, you are
right, both of us are fools, I know, I know boy, please go home! I am
very tired’
(Chapter
15-Ununited)
The
great mystery in the sky that made all people wonder the gospels out
of the Bible from the psalmist Franz Kafka to Nazi-Italia has been
making people crazy with trying to figure the whole thing out. None
succeed. Never mind.
The
Gnostics thought a Stupidly created the world: So then God told his
Son: ‘here child o’mine I give you 50 cent, go on and create the
world for me’ , and the Stupid, this kid, did it.Only not being
perfect, now we have a world only not being perfect, because
this Gods son, this kid, this stupidly wasn’t perfect either
himself, of which I speak! What a men whishes to believe to be
true, might be the truth.The greatest event in history of the earth
is now taken place, may indeed be the gradual discovery, by those
with eye’s to see.Not merely of something but of someone at the
peak created by the convergence of the evolving universe upon itself,
There is only one evil; Disunity! Some patient named
Mario, started to listen to voices on a tape recorder. dead
people.Answering back his questions, pretty soon he was hearing all
the voices everywhere, in the wind, in restless leaves, in the
showers water and even in his sleep.He just couldn’t stop talking
back. Now day’s he says the television drowns them out. He’s
watching television all day, seven day’s a week. Another
question, mental illness made him hear all these voices, or made the
voices him mental ill, ending up in the Brooklyn open-ward for
psychiatry?Now think of the entire universe as your body, including
exploding stars, evolution,Auschwitz and
the hunting wasps, as the autonomic system, what is directing
it? if Jesus wouldn’t been crucified, would we than have ever heard
of
resurrection?
The Phenomenon of
men. The
second
coming? Does
the cosmos know that we exist? For which reason does the cosmos
actual exists? Is the cosmos useless and
soulless? Nuclear
weapons, the Hiroshima-Bombs and all disasters like Tsjernobyl did no
good towards the reputation of Albert Einstein.Meanwhile Einstein in
person he did nothing-else than to analyze the cosmic-nature on a
simple manner to describe.And all men are created out of the very
same cosmic-nature, but are we really useless or soulless? , is the
cosmos? I don’t think so.Nobody wishes to be as a robot.Men attach
strengthen on personality and the freedom of mind and of will, nobody
doubts cosmic love and sexual emotions, and that the cosmos literally
turns around you and the individual, and that men itself is the
centre of it all, the radiant, brilliant star at the
open-stage-concert of the Gods.Vincent prepared himself fore some
horror on tele-vision to watch the ‘Exorcist’, although he saw
the movie maybe 20th times before, but each time he watched this
occult movie he stood in contact with the Demon ‘Pazzuzu’ whom
looked with evil eye’s to him, he knew the Demon was trying to
convince Vince that he was possessed by this South-African Ancient
God with his black face and white corpse paints on it, he was a
living death.Vincent watched the exorcist movie of the version of
2001, as he was watching the movie instantaneously he knew that he
was dreaming.The screen had grown larger, filling his vision and in
place of the movie, he saw two lights against a pale green wash of
endless void. The light at the left was large and coruscating,
flashing with a bluish radiance. Far too its right was a
small white sphere that glowed with the brilliance and power of suns.
Yet didn’t blind or flare: it was serene. He experienced
a sense of transcendence, in his mind he heard the light on the left
began to speak: ‘I can’t help loving you’, she said. The other
light made no answer, there was a pause. ’This is what I Am’
the first light continued, Pure love, I want to give my love freely’
Again
there was no answer from the brilliant sphere. Then at
last the first light spoke again: ‘I want to create myself’, she
said. Then spoke the sphere: ‘There will be pain’, he said.
”but you dont know how pain feels like”
‘I’ve chosen it’, said the bluish light. Then
it waited, quietly, flickering. Many more moments passed before the
white light spoke again. ”I will send someone to you’, she
said” ‘No you shouldn’t, you must not interfere, to
send someone, she will be a part of you’, said the sphere.
The bluish light drew inward upon itself, its flaring were
muted and minute, then at last it expended again ‘so be it”
Now
the silence was longer, much stiller than before. There was a
heaviness about it. At last the white light spoke quiet, ‘Let
time begin’, she said. The
bluish light flared up and danced in colours, and then slowly it
steadied to its formers state.For a time there was a silence.Than the
bluish light spoke softly and with sadness:’Goodbye, I will return
to you, hasten the day’. The
bluish light began to coruscate wildly now, it grew larger and more
radiant and beautiful than ever, it slowly compacted; until it was
almost the size of the sphere there it seemed to linger for a moment.
‘I love you’, she
said. The
next instant it exploded into a flattering brilliance, hurtling
outward from itself with unthinkable force in a trillion shards of
staggering energies of light and shattering sound.Vincent Amfortis
bolted awake; he could still feel the light of the explosion on his
retinas.He sat there and thought for a while.Was it real? The dream
seemed so real.Not even the dream about the doctor’s angels had
this texture.He didn’t even thought of the portion of the dream
about doctor angels.This other segment had blotted it out.Yet he felt
awake and extremely refreshed, he thought about this dream of the
lights it affected him deeply.What was this emotion he was
feeling? he asked himself. It was something like unbearable
loss. It was like the lights touched him in his soul.He thought
about Lucifer again, his nature was changeless, and so?Could he
really have brought sickness and death into the world? Death is
only natural, just like rain. But no death seemed natural, not into
this homocidal society of today.Besides, you don’t wish to live
forever, it would be a punishment.Lucifer be the author of
nightmarish evil and cruelty? It didn’t make sense.He thought of
the gospels, were all these people possessed? By what?By mixed up
devils? Its a joke. Jesuits always blame it on Satan.These were dead
people trying to make a comeback.Lucifer didn’t run around invading
living bodies,not even the gospels said that,reflected Vince..The
apostles of Jesus came to him with their successes in casting out
demons.Jesus told them, ‘Yes, I saw Satan falling like lightning
from heaven’, but why lightning? Vincent wondered:’
why did Christ call Satan the prince of the world?’
(Chapter
16-the priestess)
Later
he came in contact with a woman named Sara, she lived in Paris.
Slowly but sure Amfortis started to feel a beloved emotion caused by
her warmth and intelligence, she was convinced she’s a medium. And
so she was, he knew. They both wrote each other once or twice
each week. This gave Vincent a feeling of safety and she was teaching
him some knowledge of the occult.Recently he received this E-mail
from Sara, the wonder-woman from Paris.She
was a good-hearted white-witch, as you can read in this next letter:
November
2004 La Paris,
My
dear Vincent,I wish to thank you for your E-mail, which I have just
received.It is a good thing that you decided to write to me about
your situation.Indeed, it is essential that you keep me informed
about the way you feel.You are waiting for a lot of things to happen
now, and I can understand this.I know that you sometimes get
impatient, which is inevitable.But in fact, it is extremely important
for you to write me.When you express so many things, you loosen up a
little, and than you realizethat you are not alone in facing your
problems.From now on, you have a friend who really listens to you,
who takes care of your anguish, and who will always be there to
help you. I am this friend for you, my dear Vincent and don’t
ever forget it. It is no longer a time to doubt, but a
time to hope. Your emotional state has already been considerably
recovered, at least magnetically:You are no longer swamped by
negative waves closing in on you from all directions, as was the
case when we were first writing to each-other.And I am sure that you
are feeling the tangible results of my work. Therefore, my dear
Vincent, I am sending you all my wishes for the greatest happiness.
You’re
Friend Sara Freder
Vincent
Ferdinand was a fan of the vocalist of the U.S. metal
group called W.A.S.P., his first eye-caught of the lead vocalist was
in august in the U.K. in
1984, Sussex.in
a small records store he, back then entered together with his mother,
they both watched the picture-disc of the debut W.A.S.P. album.In a
second he faced the Altar-ego musician named Blackie Lawless and he
thought; ‘Who the hell is he?’ and the ritualized occult
front-cover made an impact on both of him and his mother.His mother
asked; ‘Do you know that man?’ I said no I don’t,’it looks a
little weird, don’t you think so?’ his mother replayed.It was the
best heavy-metal album he ever bought in his entire life.In November
1986 Vincent Blackwell had done an interview with Mr. Lawless in the
Dutch.Vince asked Blackie “are you still satisfied with your second
album?’ “Yeah, I am. I still believe it’s a good album.
Possibly a few fans might have misunderstood the album, but we sold
as much of them as the first. I don” t really care what people say,
we just do what we want to, I really don’t care.‘Why did Randy
left the band, were he mad in Texas?
“Uhm, that’s
a tough question for me to answer. Randy was a very good friend of
mine, we just didn’t felt comfortable anymore; it was time for him
to go his own way’. “What’s your favorite song on your
new album?’ “Restless
Gypsy, infect it’s about myself. I mean I love to ride in the wind,
and to go wherever I want to. I love my nation, I love the freedom.
Over here in Holland we’ve
sold a lot of records, and for tonight, the combination between
Iron Maiden. and W.A.S.P. seemed to be a very successful one,
the tickets sold out very fast. I hope this success in
the Netherlands will
continue in the future,hopefully”
‘As a hard working musician like
yourself, do you still find time for any personal hobbies?’ ‘She
is sitting right next to me Ha-Ha-Ha .No, really this madhouse we
call W.A.S.P. is really a 24 hour job. I don’t have much time to do
anything else, except for my two porches”.
‘why did you
change the stage-show, no more blood, raw meat, naked ladies, why’s
that?’ ‘Every
year we try to do something new, I mean for tonight I am going to
shoot flames out of my balls, I have never seen anybody do that
before. Tonight I do it for the first time infect, its makes me very
exciting to shoot fire from my cock”.
‘Is this the first time your in the United
Kingdom of
the Netherlands?’ “its
the first time we give a show, I was here last October
in Amsterdam for
some Radio-stuff. The Netherlands is
a very important nation towards the rest of Europe”
‘Thanks
for this conversation, and I whish you a lot of success tonight and
in the future’ “Thank you very much. You speak good English
kid!’ “Would
you like to sign a few albums for me?’‘Sure replayed Blackie. He
signed the Last Command and the Hear ‘n Aids Album. The
hunting wasp needs food for the little babies who came out of the
eggs of their Queen in the nest.Their food must be alive, so they
sting an insect without killing them, so they must be aware of the
fact how much poison they sting their victim, because he must be sure
that he isn’t dead because the baby wasps need living food, but the
poisoned victim mustn’t be alive too much either , he might eat the
little baby wasps himself. Vincent reflected
on the red coloured book written by Baron Vladimir van
Tuijl-van Seerooskercke again, he was reading: Satans
beauty and perfection were described as Breathtaking, Bearer of
light,The morning star, Prince of the world etc., Jehovah must adore
him! Vincent made some metal tunes from the Man-of-War album
called ‘Hail to England’(1984)
He calls my name, and waves me on. The fallen one, he burns in
flames, His two black Gibsons guitar
stood beside him, but he kept on smoking tabak and wondering.He still
felt sad about his ex-lover Yashmine, he had lost her ten years
ago.He loved her very much when he held her close in his
arms. She spoke;’Oh,
Vincent , I love you so’, but Vincent wasn’t there
anymore, his mind already sunk to the bottom of his heart, he held an
angel in his arms.He still could see the sunlight reflecting in her
blue eyes, still he adored her very much, his first lover.Once they
were walking in down towns natural surroundings where rose flowers
bowed with the wind like they were proving their eternal love before
the temple of Allah.
‘After death we go back to Jehovah’ said Yashmine. ‘As
ourselves?’ Asked he.
‘We might loose our identity, we’ll
become one of many,legion’ what’s wrong?’ she
asked.
‘Loosing you. Loosing you forever’, but he, he didn t feared
death itself. his Angst was a painful death.He felt sad
and painful; she was the only one whom could take away the pain
between his ears. He just couldn’t forget her; she gave her love
for free and took it accidentally to another elder man.It even made
Vincent Blackwell incidentally ending up in the Brooklyn-hospital
just because of the pain.Because of the pain of evil phantom noises
between his ears.He still could imagine the smell of her skin and the
wonderful taste of her red lips on Yashmin her pretty face. There
were superiors reasons why Vincent and Yashmine had been so close
together.They were both strong smokers of tabak and heavily addicted
to the smoking of Soft-drugs(SKUNK), which they smoked everyday in
and out.They also both drank strong alcohol such as Vodka, and of
course a little use of Angeldust, during a celebration or for sexual
activities.Yashmine was as a child rose with the religion of the
Jehovah Witnesses until 1984.Yashmine and Vincent were both
interested in Satanism as well as in Jehovahism .Because of that the
love between them became stronger and stronger.They were a sort of
brother and sister, now day’s she’s the good girl gone
bad. Vincent thought back of his sexual activity’s with
Yashmine.He, shut its eye’s, and imagined how it was when they
still were together.He, was close next her on her bed in her bedroom
and admired her good-looking face, her large hidden breasts and her
tight jeans.Her cheeks were soft and warmth; he put his face to the
cheeks of Yashmin.He gave her hundreds of kisses; they gave each
other a long soft frenche kiss.Butterflies flew in its belly, and he
slowly pulled of her sweater which made her breasts visibly, and
began erotic to suck at her nipples, afterwards he pushed his face
into her soft female belly.Vince touched once again her breasts and
sucked her nipples.He pushed her pants below, and he was hotter than
hell because of her tight black underwear, and he stripped out
her underwear. Her gates of heaven became wetter and more
slippery; also there came a honey sweet smell from, defensibly moaned
Yashmine softly.Vincent loved her beautiful white legs, and now
he was licensed to look at the cunt of Yashmine.Of course he had
a satans-penis.He was in heaven, caused by the smell of her sweet
warmth pussy.He licked full of surrender at her vagina, up and down
and from the left to the right, there came more strawberry juice in
his mouth.He, was as a wild wolf in a strawberry field filled with
juicy grapes, so delicious, as many as he needed. Vince wanted
to restraint itself no longer, and took his satans- penis out from
his pants and began to pinch over her wet pussy to slide.Yashmine,
she had the eyes of a wild cat. She’s got looks that kills.He
pushed slowly, but deep and hard his penis into her wet pussy, it was
a Hot-shot into the middle of the seventh gate of heaven, and he
became totally high because Yashmine pinched him with her sharp
nails, they almost both came till a high point of pleasure and of
pain.Vincent suddenly awoke from its dream; he had a strong erection
in its pant.He was still in a dream, but sad because Yashmine was no
longer with him.A phone call came in, yes? Asked he. Hallo
mr.Blackwell?, this is a nurse out of the Brooklyn hospital,
I have bad news for you.
‘News?what
news?’‘
‘Dr.Nurmuhamed died today, he died of a surprisingly unknown tumor
in the brain’. ‘Oh, is that so?
‘I dunnot know what to say about facts on his
tumor, we weren’t aware he had one’ ‘So if you have any
trouble about his sudden death just gives us a phone-call,
okay? ‘Okay, thanks
anyway’ ‘Goodbye
.Vincent!’ spoke the hospic nurse, and she hung up the phone.
Epilogue:
(revelation mother
earth) Was
Vincent Blackwell truelly possessed? In certain sense he
was.Through religion he was a strong believer in fate and in evil.His
Angst and a strong feeling of guiltiness by committing a human
sin.Vincent Ferdinandbelieved he therefore had to be punished.And so
this punishment happened.The suffering was intense and powerful,
latterly there came voices from dead people.Through his possessed
mind of quilt, pain and hate came the darkness till life.And this
dark force became stronger and stronger.Vincent balanced between
confusion, evil, sickness, revenge, hate, quilt, sadness and the
intense suffering of the pain of the lost of pleasure.Doctor
Nurmuhamed saw him as a fool, whom always told half the
truth.Vincent was convinced this doctor was a liar and
behaving as a sadistic madman.The doc. suffered of an unknown symptom
of a fatal tumor of the brain he took the final injection of an
overdose of Heroin, recently.But surely it is fair to say that when a
man becomes depressed, and decides to kill himself,there
is something wrong with the man, not with the
world.Vincent had a certain ‘quasi-sensory’ symptoms that began
to manifest themselves.There was a slight un-pleasant twisting
sensation in Vincents his head.It was not really a hallucination, but
an ‘association response’ such as might be provoked by a lesion
in the frontal lobe of the brain, the seat of memory.The doctors
didnt agree on the nature of his illness or even if he had an
illness.the brain registers and records every sensation, sight and
sound and smell it has ever received. If
the neurons where such information is stored happen to be stimulated,
jostled, pressed upon, any memory can be captured.Nothing is really
forgotten.His symptom, if it was a symptom was the opposite of
amnesia, a condition as far as I know unnamed by medical science.It
is not all uncommon for persons suffering from certain depressions
and psychoses to exhibit Ideas of reference, that is all manner of
odd and irrational notions about outer space, U.F.O., conspiracies of
Satan, the second coming, Und So Weiter.Who knows the unknown truth
you ask me? Just wait and you know it might be both of us! As
known processes in nature, were a part of one unified force in
unity.I believe that this force is a person whom long ago tore
himself into pieces of his longing to shape his own being.That was
the fall in heaven, the big-bang.The beginning of time and of space
and the material universe, when one became many,a legion.And is that
why Jehovah God cannot interfere evolution?Is this person growing
back into himself?Who is this person? You ask me.It is you and it is
me! We are the fallen angels, were bearers of light, were all
angel dust, we are all Lucifer.We grow up in this world, facing all
evil and wonder where its all comes from.But then how do we explain
all that is good?Remember the goodness in your childhood. This
goodness is the basic in all of us.Just one good memory in our
hearts. Perhaps; this one good memory may keep us from act evil,
and do good. Maybe we should become like little children before
we can enter the golden walls of heaven.If the God YHWH cannot
intervene, men can, its surely his intention that we should, this is
our world!It could be the world cannot process without Angst.
Thy
tenth last commandments Nobody’s
perfect)
1:
Thou shall reject the idea that it must be necessary as an adult to
be beloved and respected by almost every important person in thy
surroundings. (you are not longer a little child)
2:
Thou will reject the idea that thy within all that respects thy
totally perfectly, potent, and successful must be, for thyself to
accept thyself , and to love yourself.
3:
What others might think of you, or what others might believe, it is
not the up most important ‘thing’ in your life.
4:
Thou will reject the idea that things are terrible or disastrously
whenever these things are not as thus thou gladly would like to
see.(it is not the end of the world)
5:
Thou will reject this idea that thy have a little or no influence at
all on thy fate.After all this fate becomes not only influenced by
others or by something unknown forever programmed.
6:
If something or someone is dangerous and/or poisonous and/or
(un)succesful in a certain situation,that same ‘something or
someone’ doesn’t need to be dangerous or poisonous or
(un)succesful to be under all other same kind of equal
situations.
7:
Be responsibly, with ups and downs, for your own
decisions/conclusions, it is much better for thyself to think
and to act by thyself.(instead of the thoughts and/or actions of
someone else)
8:
Reject the idea that there is always and everywhere the perfect
solution/cure for all and every problem.
9:
Thou must not constantly be busy with the problems and difficulties
of others.Mind your own business.
10:
Accept that the past is important for today,don’t forget that today
is the past of tomorrow.And that by working on changes of today, the
future for tomorrow can be different and be better then today.
‘Dark
lord I summon thee, demanding me the sacred right to burn in hell.
Ride
upon hell high wind, face one more evil than thou.
Take
my lustful soul; drink my blood as I drink yours.
Impale
me on the horns of death, cut out my mind and release me from all
that is evil.
I
know the one who waits! Satan is his name! Across the bridge of
death,
There
he burns in flames! Lucifer is king! Praise Satan! Hail to the king!
“THE
CRUSADER PRELUDE”
Crusader,
crusader, please take me with you The battle lies far to the
east. Crusader, crusader, don’t leave me alone I want to
ride out on your quest.
I’m
waiting; I’m waiting to stand by your side To fight with you
all over the sea. There calling, they’re calling, I have to be
there Israel has
to be free Fight the good fightBelieve what is right
Crusader,
lord of the rings
We’re
marching; we’re marching to a land far from home No-one can
say who’ll return.For Christendoms sake, we’ll take our
revenge On the pagan from out of the East.We Protestants are
coming, with swords held on high United by faith and the
cause.The Saracen heathen will soon taste our steel Our
standards will rise ‘cross the land.
Fight
the good fight With all your might Crusader, lord of the
rings.
To
battle, to battle, the Saracen hordes We follow the warrior
king Onward, ride onward into the fight We carry the sign
of the cross
Crusaders
of Holland,
Lords of the ring, Spilling their blood in the sand, Crusader,
crusader, the legend is born
The
future o’ Israel will
honor your deeds.
“COME
CRUSADER, THE BATTLE COMMANDER!”
Bill
and Hillary in Vinnland:
the land of the free and of the brave.
‘Oh,
wow! Look Hillary! A sex-shop?’, ‘Yes Bill, but you don’t need
that, dont you?”No, Mamma, I can only dream of the need of a
sex-shop’, Oh, God! Look Hillary! Isn’t that
Elvis the King?, cant you see him either?’, Bill was stupidly
surprised by all the beauty of Vinnland and
he took Hillary by the hands ‘Mamma?, he asked, Yes Bill, I know, I
know.’Hurry up and finish eating your chocolate-Santa Claus, the
doc. Is waiting in the Presidential Psycho Suite! You dirty
Billie!”Yes, Mam, but make sure no taxes for the return of
the king! And make the doc. Pay’s99 % tax.’Kill The
Tax-Payers!’. Diagnose; Manic Bill Depressed! Medicine: Chocolate!
Episode
II “The second spring” by V.v.Tuijl@microsoftware2005
Vincent
F. Blackwell stood next to the highway, he was dressed in black.He
stood still, awaiting.Waiting for the city bus, on his watch the time
was exactly 8
o’clock p.m.The city-bus could be there each heartbeat away and
indeed his heart was pounding harder faster just caused by the
thought of getting closer to the red haired mistress.The red-haired
pretty woman was named Nikita, and she came original from the city
of Boekarest,
Blackwell imagined her photographs from out of the adult
sado-masochistic-sex magazines. It
was an animal magnetism he felt towards this pretty evil woman, it
was like he had been waiting for this woman since the day he was
born.His mother went away when he was 15 years; his parents divorced
and actually never discussed those subjects such as sexuality and
sexual behavior His father spoke so now and then when they saw
an attractive female on TV. They both agreed that Hillary
Clinton and Nina Brink were good looking. He
once had sexual contact before, in Barcelona aged
17. Now days he’s into the handmade masturbations by himself; those
masturbations had given him a feeling of satisfaction and power.It
was he whom was in total control of his fantasies, nobody ever
explained him thus these masturbations were just a natural thing and
not something to be ashamed off, or even feel guilty by those sexual
orientated activities.The red haired pretty adult woman with her
devils eye’s, her Dracula outfit, and the voice of a hungry
werewolf made him red-hot.It was her voice that made him decide to
enter the devils house tonight; he’d been calling her and spoke for
a short moment with mistress Nikita whom convinced him that she’s
the one.She was the one, only she wasn’t sure if Vincent was
actually ready and steady, she had to give it a try but she would
fool with him if he came. If he came? It was the year 1989,
late June. The sun was hotter than hell.In 1989 he passed his
examinations at high-school and finally the world was open for him to
enter, he had planned to work in Israel with his jewish-uncle whom
was already for a longer period in Israel with his blond and dumb
girlfriend, in the end it was canceled caused by a sickness of his
uncle whom went back to Europe after he ate sun-rotten unknown
food.It was a disappointed experience; he wanted to be in Israel so
strongly he’d been thinking of it the whole of the weeks he had to
pass his school examinations. But for some or
other reason he didn’t went on his own to Israel to
find work, he didn’t spoke the language and feared to be alone in
this middle-east nation.In the back garden of their family-home he
was sitting stoned and seemed to be lost in thoughts.The house
cleaner, whom was a Jehovah’s Witnesses, set a cup of tea and
enjoyed Vincent passed positive his high-school, she seemed to be
happy for Vincents high-school succes. ” I am happy for
you Vincent! You have done something good in your young
life” ‘Thanks Maria, it pleases me too, I feel satisfied,
and thank the Gods I have passed positive!” ’Yes
kid, now you will be able to search some work, it is written in the
Bible that a working man is a blessed man’. ‘Any
ideas yet?’ asked Maria while she put the tea with apple-cake on
the table. ”Maybe visit Israel’ , Tel-Aviv”.
“Israel?” asked Maria.
’Not sure
yet Maria, I am dreaming a little about the near future
possibility’s', he spoke in peace to the woman, whom was always
praying for the best in the name of Jehovah God.The burning sun stood
still.The heart of Vincent was pounding slowly, sweat came rolling
from his face and he picked up the cake to bite, handmade cake .good
.very nice. ’Oh Vince’, spoke Maria, ‘Aroundfour
o’clockEunice will come passing by to cut your hair. ‘All
right, I keep it in mind, thanks to remember’ ,’Fine, just fine ,
You need to look well when you have a solicitation. You know what I
mean’Eunice was the eldest daughter of Maria, she used to cut or
paint Vincents his hair.Vincent always found it a pretty woman, and
he enjoyed it when she touched his long blond hair.The only confused
thought was the fact that Vincent Ferdinand was an aspirant member of
the Church of Satan(Amsterdam) while the family
of Maria were all members of the Jehovah’s Witnesses.The garden
looked like heaven, it was surrounded by peace and satisfaction,
these were signs that he, himself believed in Heaven and Jehovah God
and at least in the history of holy land of the Israeli’s.So now
and than Maria took with here the ‘Awake!’ Magazine and she put
it on the table to study for us, the kids, but especially to awake
the interest of Vincent Ferdinand whom was like a little devil.He
read about masturbation and the magazine told to young man to wear a
boxer shot while laying in bed, so a masturbation wouldn’t take
place before sleeping.Sometimes he infect did wear his boxer-short
before entering his bed at night.Army airplanes flew above the garden
and their white stripes were clearly visible in the sky. Such a shame
all this army activity’s, they cost a lot of money, they better
spend it on the poor inAfrica. If they would, no child would die in
hunger or in a civil-war’ spoke Maria. But Vincent was aware
of the duty of the Dutch/American army the cold war was still in
action and he knew the communists of the east were just unpredictable
they could start the third world war every day, but still there was a
certain truth in the words of Maria, he agreed. Hard-rock
hit him deeply in soul, and he exercised elec.guitar each day, as
well classic as well hard-rock.His mother told him as a child that he
had to become a member of the Hells-Angels, his dad wanted him
to become a businessman.He, himself, dreamed of being a soldier and a
guitarist.Vincent had always money and more than enough friends, and
he had his little brother and sister whom he was always teasing, but
he loved them both.Maria the housecleaner always learned them that
children should be thankful for the love of their parents. According
to Maria the Lord (YHWH) had a visible plan with the whole world,
everything had a reason, she warned me for the forces of Satan and
she spoke convinced that the AIDS virus was created and spread by the
secret agency of the C.I.A., of course the C.I.A. was one of
the visible works of Satan , he whom was the devil the beast and
the snake.They lived in the city of the Hellion since April 1984, his
mother whom was mental-ill left their home after two years; she went
back to her mother in the north.At high-school he was reasonable
popular, because of the heavy-metal clothes which was hot for
metal-kids in the eighties to be one of the boy’s At the class
of 1984 he was more a child then a young-man, but the kids were okay
even the ones such as Yashmine and Angelique whom were the prettiest,
but teased him in class.As the new kid in town he had proved himself,
by football and music.At his final class of 1989, he was as a fish in
the water. There were only three boys and all the rest of the class
of 1989 were female, some very pretty ones indeed and they were his
friends during the pauses and during class.It was a high-school to be
taught to become a sales-man, if you whished to continue to study
there were more than enough possibilitys We also had to search a
job for 6 weeks x 2 into a shop; Vincent Ferdinand got himself a job
into a guitar and piano shop down-town.He was the only one, dumb? Who
was able to play infact as well the piano as the elec. guitar who was
working in this music-store, it was a great combination to teach and
to work in a shop.He had almost never made homework. But he was
always there in class and he was serious.Of course he whished to
become a soldier, a sniper, in west-Germany, But every-one born in
1970 was out of the lottery to enter the Army, none of us became one,
the 1970′s, canceled..Pretty Eunice had arrived and she kissed him
on the cheek because of his examinations.
‘Nice for you Vince!’ she spoke ‘I remember passing through
high-school as it was yesterday’Her eyes were deep blue and there
was a glance of light, her teeth were smiling white.Catharina, his
younger sister whom looked like a boy came into the garden, as always
she was a shy person without friends, she was always watching TV, and
happily Maria had a daughter of her age so she at least could have a
talk sometimes.This shy girl grows elder as a strong student and
became a doctor in ahospitalofRotterdam, but she’s remained a loner
and vanished all contacts with the past. His brother, back
than 16, in 2005 lived in the city ofBangkokas a teacher in the
English language to the youngest high-school kids the father of the
family moved in the end towards the south ofFranceand remarried with
a long time befriended Dutch female whom he had known since he was a
baby inAmsterdam.Their mother recovered through the years and
returned to the city of the hellion, did some activities for
AmnestyInternational but never became the same mother as she once
was.Yashmine became the owner of a tattoo-shop
inFriesland(harlingen) ,
creating tattoo’s,And me? I still am a happy fool searching for the
promised gold at the end of the Rainbow.
The
revelation of st.Vincent F. Blackwell
1-Here
comes wisdom;
For they
whom recognizes the Beast, let them therefore count its number whom
is a Human number , its number is triple-six.And the beast realizes
himself his time is limited.
2-The
beast and the Judas Priests and evil spirits whom carry the sign of
Cain on their foreheads and on their righthands shall be thrown into
the pit of flames of Hell and of torture, they will be burned and
tormented for one thousand of years.
3-The
few believers who’s names are written in the golden book of YHWH
are the chosen few whom are thev free and the brave.
4-They
will live in peace for one thousand of years, while the great Satan,
the Judas Priests and evil spirits whom have whoreshipped the great
Satan, will be released from the pits of Hell.
5- The
evil spirits will be set free again and will fight the chosen few of
YHWH, from the four corners of the world.
They
will burn every village till the ground and spill the blood of the
rightious, and they try to kill all the Lords his divine ones.
6-In the
end , the great Satan with his Judas Priests and evil spirits will be
forgivven , and Allah will create a new heaven and a new earth.(and
the new golden city of Yerusalem)
7- The
chosen ones, whom names are written in the book of souls will live
untill the end of ages without pain, sorrow, sickness, tears and
death(for death thou shall die)And so the Lord spoke,”So let it be
done, I am that I am shall be the whole tat I am”
I am the
Alpha and the Omega, the first the last and the always
There
was once an evil creature in a bottle, in his void, lonely, helpless
fairy palace.Century’s he was safely locked up inside his bottle,
but after one thousand of years he became imprisoned after our holy
father spoke out the infamous Iraqi magical words in Baghdad,
“YADA,YADA” and now the creature , whom is the beast and the
snake, became a monster with 7 heads, with 7 crowns , with
7 seals.When we children of Israel don’t succeed in this world by
fightning those evil monsters, than one day there will come the
eternal heavenly words of Allah,”No more and never again!”, the
seven headed monster, there is meant is described in the book of
revelation of st.John,(the evil spirits of human pollution),
the first head of the evil-creature will speak out loud,”Whom
lives, whom cares, whom payes!”,the second head of the
evil-creature,”it will take some money and time, but not of mine”,
the 3rd evil-creature”whom doesn’t know, whom doesn’t
care!,”the fourth head,”After my time is gone”, the fifth evil
spirit say’s,”We will see!,”, the sixth,”Doesn’t matter to
me!”,and the final 7th”I just dont care!”,the end of the world
is fast approaching, and our heavenly father is still screaming about
the pollution of silence and of light, each river will be poisened,
the 7th seas are full of radio-active waste in barrels which will
rust very fast, and quickly our humanservices will polute our
whole-world and the atmosphere of our mother home planet.
The
final and fatal last ten commandments:
1-A man
should not possesss too much money, neither too less.
2-A man
should not live in a too big house, neither into a too small house.
3-Mankind
must respect witches instead of burning them or casting them out of
the village.
4-Mankind
must support Amnesty-International and Unicef.
5-Mankind
must support Greenpeace otherwise ancient animals like the blue-whale
fish will fade away, and they will never return.
6-War=Peace
(he whom longes for peace, must be prepared for war)
7-Freedom=slavery
(you wont get something for nothing, you wont get freedom for free)
8-Ignorance=Strength
(you wont get wise whith the sleep still in your eyes)
9-don’t
ever create sexual contact with children under the age of 18, neither
hurt children or animals.
10-Instead
to constantly keep up with your problems from the past, its better
you act creative and productive today and focus yourself on positive
events in the future of your personal life.
The
beginning of the end??
“Yes,
we can!”(pres. Barack Obama)
I, Vincent F. Blackwell, can do all things through God who strengthens me.
In
myself I can’t , but in the Lord I can overcome that which opposes
me. In myself I can’t, but in the spirit of the divine lord
Jehovah, I can serve God.
I can be
what God says I can be.
I can do
what God says I can do.
I can go
where God says I can go.
I can
have what God says I can have.
I can,
by God’s grace, rise up and do what must be done to experience
God”s will in my life.
that God
has given me.I can be healed and healthy.I can be happy.I can be
strong.I can be more than a conqueror. I can live an abundant life in
YHWH without Angst, confusion, worry, doubt and depression.Amen.
(U.S.A.)-United
States Amnesty
Unfair
trial of Jacqueline Montanez.
Jaqueline
Montanez is the only woman in the state of Illinois, who serves her
lifelong prison sentence without chance of early release for an
offence as a minor.
At
the moment of the offence she was 15 years old.The infliction of this
punishment to someone younger than 18 is in defiance with
international law.
In
may 1992 Jacqueline shot dead two male members of competitive
hooligans, together with two other young woman.In spite of her
minority she was tried as an adult because of the nature of the
accusation (first grade murder).In consequence of this she could not
be tried by a juvenile judge who could have counted factors as her
age , criminal background, psychic health, environment or chance on
rehabilitation. Jacqueline was found quilty in 1993 and got the due
punishment of lifelong without chance of early release, then she was
17 years of age.
Jacqueline
was forced for hooligan life by her stepfather at a very young age.
He sent her as a courier when she was still a child.From her ninth
age she began herself to use drugs and alcohol and she also joined a
hooligan life. She ended up in hospital several times with an
overdosis. She ran away from home time and again to escape all
misery, as a result of which she was placed under the supervision of
child care at intervals. She didn’t go to school anymore
After
more than twenty years of prison, Jacqueline thinks that she has
become a totally differnet human being. She has completed all
possible studies and vocational educations, is a certified trainer of
guide-dogs and writes poems. She also supports other prisoners and
stands up for other problem youth.
In
January 2012 Jaqueline sent in a request for pardon. Her case was
newly looked at and the request is still under discussion by governor
Pat Quinn.
Adres
Chelsea F.Manning 89289 1400 North Warehouse Road
Fort
Leavenworth, Kansas 66027-2304
United
States of Amsterdam(USA)
The
7 gates of Heaven.
There
are seven gates in heaven 7 levels, the 7th gate is supreme,
the All-One(Allah), also the divinity when you leave the physical
world, you first enter Avalon (summerland), hereby near is around you
the light-angels, this gate is to get calm and give insight to the
smallest detail of what youve done with your life,Avalon (summerland)
is the first gate where only entities can make contact with each
other.there is calmness , understanding , warmth and it is very
peaceful and beautiful. There is a reward a form of anemotional
holiday with beautiful music, light and warmth.
If
your physical death is accepted youre going to have the awareness,
that is the learning process that is based on the life lessons you
have experienced.Avalon (Summerland) to humans is also the place the
deceased rest and also already then here caught by angels.often
survivors go back to the place where they felt safe or do they look
at the people that they should leave, the dead do not want to
withdraw their loved ones own life and the responsibility that goes
with not taking or being reproached him for the people who love him
left him behind. Through life after the departure of a deceased
person to pick up again, both will feel better and can go through the
learning process of life-inspiring you from the atmosphere from a
clear perspective, apologies goes not in this sphere.everything has a
reason.if surviving the extent that he has acquired all the knowledge
and all the responsibilities accepted , he goes to the atmosphere of
like-minded death there are seven gates, if you meet someone who is
not onyour mood set how do you respond? in other words, if someone is
not the same level of vibration got as you look in any environment
you find yourself dwells it is clear why you’re in that environment
feels the best, there are people in your life whom you recognize
yourself and with whom you feel comfortable example a friend is
someone who is on the same recognizable vibration. each gate is
protected by a gatekeeper, gatekeepers are the entities that meet the
“Ëlders” and that gives the boundaries of the areas shield is a
gatekeeper someone you time and space and that love radiates and
maskes you realize what atmosphere you belong to what to do in that
sphere in which you come.he comes is a personal tutor at the
level of the 7 gates. each gatekeeper who provide clarity why you may
or may not fit into a certain atmosphere, a gatekeeper is willing
wisdom to a survivor after his death by indicate pending is a
survivor medicvally spoken, it is not impossible that he accompanies
a living person that deals with medical issuesw eg. a surgeon, the
deceased leads his hands and let him do what medically necessary is,
the “ELDER” is similar as a professor. above the “elders”,
the Al-one(AL-LAH) also angels have questions which the
AL-ONE(AL-LAH) has answered, the ELDER has gone through many stages
and thus gained many insights and isavailable to everyone in the 7
realms of death, there are the “receivers”, these are spirits
that help people in the transition from the physical to the
disembodied world. this is no small task, because there is often a
fear present at the people who died are those who do not want to
accept a life after death, there are a variety of reasons , often
this is due to misinformation about religion, this can cause great
distress to the dead who are in the lower atmosphere(the darkness)
and stuck in old ways of understanding , if they succeeded they may
bring these survivors to the next gate(level), survivors have a
conversation with a gatekeeper, the life lessons they have
experienced, they should share and explain are often rejected by a
gatekeeper, (the light angels?)because the deceased at this level are
often angry and powerless let predominate in their experiences and
feelings, therefore can not or will not see the light angels
and consider these angels as a pure chimera, then accept these living
dead light angels and thus the7 gates of heaven, not like that it was
the intention of the Al-one(Al-lah).the negative survivors clinging
to the notions of the earthly world and they understand the heavenly
spirits and angelsof light dont. there are entities remain in the
last stage of their earthly lives hang by a traumatic
experience a war, fatal accidents, illness or worse , by a sucesful
suicide.
The
7 gates of Hell(Dante) it is better to reign in Hell, then to serve
in Heaven.
Allah=Al-mighty,
Al-known, Al-powerful
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