TheGothicWitch
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 Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 10:12 am Post subject: Want to Beat Death? Here's How! |
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The Knights of the Holy Orders Quest for Immortality
by Joanne Parker
I spoke with my friend, Jackson Grimes, prior to putting my pen to paper and sitting down to write this story. Both Heather Goldsmith and I urged him to write a piece like this but, he declined, saying he wouldn't know where to begin, and how to do it without making it personal. Consulting Mr. Grimes before composition began, we determined if we just put the facts as they unfolded on paper this article couldn't damage his political career and at the same time, would be telling Paranoia's readers the unvarnished truth about a series of unique paranormal events, that as far as we know have never been recorded elsewhere.
This tale began unfolding when Mr. Grimes was Grand Dragon of the Southern Knights of the Ku Klux Klan for Ohio. David Duke, the Grand Wizard of the order, at the time had temporarily reassigned him to the National headquarters in Louisiana to write a series of essays on Morton's experiments with skulls filled with buckshot. While in New Orleans he met a black jazz musician who claimed to know an immortal man. He told him that this chap lived on a private island in the bayou somewhere.
In those days, Grimes liked to hang out in New Orleans' predominantly black jazz clubs, despite often having pix of him snapped by paparazzi with David Duke and Don Black that were being published almost daily in various New Orleans newspapers. So, one night after finishing a set, a trumpet player who recognized Jack, approached him with a proposition. To make a case for the venture he believed the two of them might undertake together, he told Grimes an unusual occult tale that would fit within Paranoia's scope of interest.
Allegedly, his great-great grandfather had belonged to one of the founding members of the original Holy Order of the Ku Klux Klan, who had passed along part of an anti-agapic agent to the old man, who had been a good slave, enabling him to live around 130-odd years. Continuing the dialogue, the trumpet player claimed his great-great granddad's former master was still alive and about 140 years old. He believed that as Mr. Grimes was an officer of some rank in the contemporary Ku Klux Klan and the immortal man was one of the founders of the sect, he might give the secret of eternal life to a fellow Klansman quicker than to a descendant of a former slave. It seems that after using the musician as a sort of go-between for several weeks, it was decided that the two Klansmen should actually meet face-to-face in the jazz club where the black guy played regularly.
Once a date and time was set for the pair to meet face-to-face, Jack went to the nightclub, selected a bar stool, and sat down to wait. As he nursed a gin and tonic, he wondered what the bag of bones he intended to meet would look like, being over 140 years old. A tall, thin, blond man who looked about 30 sat down on the bar stool next to him and asked "Are you Grimes?" Thinking it was someone who recognized him from the newspapers, he said, "yes" and was about to add, but, I'm waiting to meet someone now so you'll have to catch me later, when the stranger interjected declaring "I'm him", as if reading Jack's mind. Mr. Grimes asked what" The blond man repeated "I'm him, the person you are waiting to meet". The conversation between the two men then went something like the following. You are, the other man replied, "yes". Grimes said, I expected- the tall, thin man cut him off saying, I know what you expected. As Grimes looked at the face of the blond man, he noticed that he had a perfect, flawless skin, and sort of looked almost unisexed. Robert Monroe, who met immortals, said virtually the same thing about their physical appearance. It seems somehow they live outside of time's influence. As the conversation progressed, Mr. Grimes asked the ageless man the obvious question anyone in a similar position might; how did he become an immortal? His answer makes quite an amazing tale. It seems shortly after it's conception, The Holy Order of the Ku Klux Klan got wind of an anti-agapic formula that was supposedly kept in a monastery, in Tibet, high in the Himalayan mountains.
As secret societies obtain political power via diabolical occult ends, it was this man's task to determine whether the anti-agapic agent existed or not, and if the rumors were true, recover the secret for the KKK.He set off on a sea voyage for that country. Upon arriving in Tibet, the Klansman had a series of adventures that would make Indiana Jones' tribulations look like a day in the park. After many life-threatening mishaps, our boy finally arrives at the monastery where the immortal man is alleged to be secluded with the elixir to give one eternal life. At the temple, he was told by the monks that the timeless man had moved to India a couple of centuries ago. Observing all the quester’s hardships by some unknown occult means, the original immortal came to the monks in his astral body on a fortnight bidding them; forward this bloke on to him in India after he arrived on their doorstep. Then after more adventures in India, villagers pointed out a cave in the high mountains where the ageless one lives, this is where his quest led him.
After our hero met the original ageless one and the preliminary introductions were over, the cave-dweller, reluctantly agreed to become the Klansman's guru. As time went by, he discovered amid the many magic powers his mentor possessed was the ability to take off his physical body like a suit of clothes, and float around the interior of the cave he inhabited as a glowing ball of yellow light. This is an ability that Val Valerian claimed we would have if we still possessed the 12 strands of missing DNA that the Kutsatorians cut out when they messed with the evolutionary process of mankind on this planet. This ability to discard the physical body at will no doubt helped cut down on wear and tear of our flesh aspect but the real secret of eternal life lies in removing certain glands from living victims by the light of the harvest moon, and extracting the glandular secretions to make a potion which was consumed by the one who wanted to achieve immortality.
Consequently, for one person to obtain immortality another has to die, actually a good many people have to be sacrificed as the ritual has to be repeated annually as the harvest moon rises in the night sky. One must deduce the victim or victims offered during the KKK's ghoulish ceremonies would probably be bums, drunks, prostitutes, and other such people who would not be missed. But, as Mr. Grimes pointed out to me as I was writing this article, they may capture children to use in their ritual murders, as these rites are intended to preserve the magician’s youth and stave off old age. I would think that they would also want to extract glands from healthy people to insure the best results and get lasting long-term effects. We really don't know because the man with the formula met Mr. Grimes 3 times, and then never appeared the 4th night, when he was supposed to give him the recipe to manufacture the concoction.
Jackson Grimes, having a suspicious nature to begin with, believed it was a long con of some sort hatched between the trumpet player and the blond-haired stranger to swindle him out of a bundle. But, the man he met, like his guru from India, could only pass the secret once to a worthy person, and without expecting money or any other recompense for the information. Did his superiors who sent him on the quest in the first place, count as the only ones he could pass it on to, and he could not tell anyone else? Did they forbid him to tell Grimes the secret, as he intended to share it with a black man and they are white racists? We really can not be sure why as all contact was lost between the three men and the trail went cold.
However, the trail did not go completely cold. Grimes told David Duke the story, and then together they found an old man who was a generational member of the Ku Klux Klan. He was over 70 at the time. He told the pair that his grandfather, who had been an old time night-rider, had heard rumors of immortal shadows who really ruled the Klan through proxy. This would confirm the blond man's claim that Nathan Bedford Forrest and the other founders of the Holy Order of the Ku Klux Klan only pretended to age and die, while in reality, they are still very much alive, and in charge of the real KKK to this day. Apparently, going through some antique tin-type photographs from the 1880's Duke and Grimes found one photo in the SKKK's archive of a man standing next to Nathan Bedford Forrest on his left at a cross-lighting ceremony who looked remarkably like the person that came to the nightclub claiming to possess the secret to eternal life.
Do men have to age and die?
If there is any truth to this story, it seems they don't.
References:
Val Valerian "Matrix IV &VI"
Robert Monroe "Journey of Mind & Body" and "Ultimate Journey"
Bio brief;
Joanne Parker is the Deputy Director of the United Fascist Union and was our party candidate, Jackson Grimes, running mate in 08.
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VOTE FASC. 08!
Hail Grimes!
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