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“Without Fools, There Would Be No Wisdom!”

“Ignorance Is Not Bliss!”

…It Is The Lock On The Gate of Truth and Happiness.

 TheSpiritoftheSoul_1.11.12

By

Gregory V. Boulware, Esq.

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“Oh My God – They’ve Towed My (blanking) Car Away! We’ve Got To Get The Hell Out Of The City Before It’s Too Late!”

 

Two Cops greeted one another and spoke aloud.

“Damn, we’ve got to stand out there for twelve (blanking) hours! I don’t know if I can stand on my feet for twelve hours over two days let alone three. But, that’s going to be some good damned money for sure! …I’ll see ya later, maybe out there on the street hopefully near the Pontiff.”

And still, another woman who happened to be Black, complains aloud, were others could hear:

“I’m so damned tired of hearing about this (blanking) Pope. Every time the TV is on, that’s all you see and hear about! I’m tired of hearing about Him and His damned visit to the city! I wish he’d go the hell back to Italy or wherever the hell he’s come from!”

~ Is this a refusal of Heavenly Knowledge and Wisdom, Refusing The Word of God? ~

 

A young Philadelphia person commented when asked about the Pope’s visit.

“It’s okay for Him to visit, but man, all this for one little old man?”

And yet still, another comment espoused from the mouth of a Philadelphia woman.

“…They don’t do all that (security, structure creation, ticket sales, train accommodations, massive pedestrian and motor traffic closures, etc.) for the President! Why do they have to do it for the Pope?”

It Is Written:

“My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge because thou hast rejected knowledge, I will also reject thee that thou shalt be no priest to me; seeing thou hast forgotten the law of thy Elohim, I will also forget thy children.”

~ Hosea (Husea) 4:6 ~

 

‘Yahushua – Suffering Servant, Conquering King’

Appropriation: (Noun)

The action of taking something from one’s own use, typically without the owner’s permission

‘Two kingdoms were neighbors, the kingdom of the almighty ‘Yah,’ House of Yah’Qob and Kemet, in the evil kingdom known as Egypt.

They shared the same race with the House of Yah’Qob now scattered among the nations of the world.’

‘Arabs invaded North Africa in the 5th century and became the majority in Egypt. Blacks became the minority. Europeans invaded America, the Land of Indigenous Native Americans who became the minority.’

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“The World Meeting of Families” has attracted many religious groups, Pilgrims, and especially Catholics from around the world.

Visitors were highly excited to tour around town before, during, and after the Pope’s visit and religious mass, Saturday and Sunday (Sept. 24th – 27th, 2015). Residents were worried about parking tickets and excessive towing.

Was this major event meant for the citizens of Philadelphia? It would appear not, since Philadelphians were mainly the ones suffering the consequences – catching all the hell.

It, the plan, stretched over months of preparing; months of head scratching and scheming over contracts, vendors, and businesses, the ‘eggheads’ and ‘double-domes’ finally agreed to a whopping price tag of twelve million plus dollars. It should have been truly stated and posted at about five hundred million dollars. They said it would boost the economy base of the city’s businesses, hotels, and restaurants.

Obviously, to host this large event on a global scale, massive expenditures of resources; human capital, real estate, and dollars; denizens of the county and borough(s) have dreaded this extraordinary move for a long time coming. The masses of this city simply haven’t been the type to embrace such a maddening crowd, particularly those residing closely around the Art Museum and Center City areas like ‘Fairmount,’ the West Philly area near 52nd Street and City Avenue, and all along the Papal Travel Route.

For the love of ‘The Phillies,’ ‘The Eagles,’ ‘The Sixers,’ ‘Cheese-Steaks,’ and ‘Hoagies,’ this city is one of the poorest major metros in the country. Hospitality afficianados and city officials acted as though the hotels were being maxed out – no empty beds – sold out! It didn’t happen. Special transportation passes were expected to be all sold out while hundreds remained available for sale. Schools, Official offices, and City Services were closed. Philly’s residents packed and left town in droves because of this massive influx of bodies from across the land and around the globe.

This author entertained no plans to leave town or to be affected by this moment as it relates to the Papal visit, or assailing influx. For my fortune and that of my immediate family, our aboding areas of the city, suffered no real compounding affect other than news of mass closings, alterations, and detours.

I have also never supported, entertained, nor embraced the religious beliefs or practices supported by the ‘Roman Catholic Church,’ it’s embodied principles or potential impressions of past and future corruptions perpetrated upon the many different people and/or victims across the globe; it’s past Papal leaders as well. Pope Francis’ predecessors, some of them, may very well have meant well, but the condoned attack and condemnation of and upon The Good King James and that of his family, has left a bad taste in my mouth. However, I am impressed by this current Pope, and his words. That of his deeds remains to be seen.

(The Hebrew – James Charles Stuart of Edinburg, Scotland, born June nineteenth, Fifteen Hundred and Sixty-Six, Great Britain’s Solomon, a Three Throne King – Scotland, England, and Ireland; authorized the text contained within the Holy Bible – Cambridge Studies and the Official Signet according to the recordings of Oxford University, 1611, ‘The Apocrypha’ in His Book, “The Reunion of Christendom”)

I do like this New Pope…

“They shall prophecy a thousand two hundred and three score days, clothed in sackcloth.”

During the greater part of this period, God’s witnesses remained in a state of obscurity. The Papal Power sought to hide from the people the word of truth, and set before them false witnesses to contradict testimony.

When the bible was proscribed by religious and secular authority; when its testimony was perverted, and every effort made that men and demons could invent to turn the minds of the people from it; when those who dared proclaim it’s sacred truths were hunted, betrayed, tortured, buried in dungeon cells, martyred for their faith, of compelled to flee to mountain fastness’s, and to dens and caves of the Earth – then the faithful witnesses prophesized in sackcloth. Yet, they continued their testimony throughout the entire period of twelve hundred and sixty years. In the darkest times there were faithful men/women who loved God’s word and were jealous for his honor. To these loyal servants were given wisdom, power, and authority to declare His truth during the whole of this time.”

“When they shall have finished their testimony” – the period when the two witnesses were to prophesy clothed in sackcloth, ended in 1798. As they were approaching the termination of their work in obscurity, war was to be made upon them by the power represented as “The Beast That Ascendeth Out of The Bottomless Pit.”

In many of the nations of Europe, the powers that ruled in Church and State had for centuries been controlled by Satan through the medium of the Papacy. But here is brought to view a new manifestation of Satanic power. It had been policy under a profession of reverence for the Bible, to keep it locked up in and unknown tongue and hidden away from the people. Under her rule the witnesses prophesized “clothed in sackcloth.” But another power – the beast from the bottomless pit – was to arise to make open, avowed war upon ‘The Word of God.’

“The Greatest City” in whose streets the witnesses are slain, and where their dead bodies lie, is “Spiritually” Egypt. Of all nations presented in bible history, Egypt most boldly denied the existence of ‘The Living God’ and resisted his commands. No monarch ever ventured upon more open and highhanded rebellion against the authority of Heaven than did the King of Egypt. When the message was brought him by Moses/Moshe, in The Name of The Lord, Pharaoh proudly answered:

“Who is Jehovah/Yahushua that I should hearken unto His voice to let Israel go? I know not Jehovah/Yahushua, and moreover, I will not let Israel go!”

~ Exodus 5:2 ~

This is atheism, and the nation represented by Egypt would give voice to a similar denial of the claims of The Living God and would manifest a like spirit of unbelief and defiance. “The Great City” is also compared, “spiritually,” to Sodom. The corruption of Sodom in breaking ‘The Law of God’ was especially manifested in licentiousness. And this sin was also to be a preeminent characteristic of the nation that should fulfill the specifications of this scripture.

According to the words of the prophet, then, a little before the year 1798 some power of Satanic origin and character would rise to make war upon the Bible. And in the land where the testimony of God’s two witnesses should thus be silenced, there would be manifest the atheism of the Pharaoh and the licentiousness of Sodom.” *

Pope Francis mentioned America’s history, a country made up of ‘immigrants.’ He said it should not be put off by the number of foreigners, especially those from Latin America, who are trying to make a new home.

He spoke with harsh rhetoric toward illegal immigrants who are featured heavily in the race for the republican presidential election. He’s brought a message to America’s power and wealth which should be used to serve humanity by feeding and caring for the poor and helpless. He further added, the United States must not turn its back on “The Stranger in Our Midst.”

The leader of the Roman Catholic Church called for a more equitable economy, greater effort against climate change and an end to the death penalty across the globe.

Thus God’s People, exposed to the deceptive power and unsleeping malice of the Prince of Darkness, and in conflict with all the forces of evil, are assured of the unceasing guardianship of ‘Heavenly Angels;’ nor is such assurance given without need. If God has granted to His children promise of grace and protection, it is because there are mighty agencies of evil to be met – agencies numerous, determined, and untiring, of whose malignity and power none can safely be ignorant or unheeding.

Evil spirits, in the name beginning created sinless, were equal in nature, power, and glory with the Holy Beings that are now God’s messengers. But fallen through sin, they are leagued together for the dishonor of God and the destruction of men:

United with Satan in his rebellion, and with him, cast out from Heaven, they have, through all succeeding ages, co-operated with him in his warfare against the divine authority. We are told in scriptures of their confederacy and government, of their various orders, of their intelligence and subtlety, and of their malicious designs against the peace and happiness of men.

Christ had come to enter upon the plan devised for men’s redemption, and Satan determined to assert his right to control the world. He had succeeded in establishing idolatry in every part of the Earth except the land of ‘Palestine.’

To only they who had not fully yielded to ‘The Tempter’s Sway,’ Christ came to shed upon people the light of Heaven. Here two rival powers claimed supremacy. Jesus was stretching out his arms of love, inviting all who would to find pardon and peace in Him.

The hosts of darkness saw that they did not possess unlimited control, and they understood that if Christ’s mission should be successful, their rule was soon to end. Satan raged like a chained lion and defiantly exhibited his power over the bodies as well as the souls of men.

The fact that men have been possessed with demons is clearly stated, in the new testament. The persons thus afflicted were not merely suffering with disease from natural causes. Christ had perfect understanding of that which He was dealing, and He recognized the direct presence and agency of evil spirits.

‘One of the demons controlling the sufferers declared:

“My Name is Legion: For We Are Many!”

~ Mark 5:9 ~

In the Roman army a legion consisted of from three to five thousand men. Satan’s hosts also are marshaled in companies, and the single company to which these demons belonged numbered no less than a legion.’

The purposes of Christ where not thwarted in allowing the evil spirits to destroy a herd of swine in rebuking those ‘Jews’ who were raising these unclean beasts for the sake of gain.

The Saviour desired His followers to have knowledge of the foe whom they were to meet; that they might not be deceived and overcome by his devices. It is also His will that the people should behold His power to break the bondage of Satan.

None are in greater danger from the influence of evil spirits than those who, notwithstanding the direct and ample testimony of the scriptures, deny the existence and agency of the devil and his angels.

So long as we are ignorant of their wiles, they have almost inconceivable advantage; many give heed to their suggestions while they suppose themselves to be following the dictates of their own wisdom.

Satan is at work with the greatest power to deceive and destroy, he spreads everywhere the belief that he does not exist.

We carefully secure our houses with bolts and locks to protect our property and our lives from evil men; but we seldom think of the evil angels who are constantly seeking access to us, and against whose attacks we have, in our own strength, no method of defense. Their only delight is in misery and destruction.

‘Certain Death – Death is Certain!’

“Man left to himself would have been one among the beasts, not different from the life in the wilderness, save in his physical form and some instinctive habits.”

~ Holy Qur’an ~

‘The wicked ones cannot break through the guard which God has stationed about His People.’

~ Agency of Evil Spirits / Snares of Satan ~

The Controversy Between Good and Evil – How Will It All End?

“Those who cannot / will not learn from history are doomed to repeat it!”

Once again, a messenger has been sent to us with words of profound measure. Did we hear ‘The Word of God?’

His Majesty, Brother King James, who authorized the Bible Recordings for our benefit, sacrificed his life and that of his family so that we could know and covet the truth, forever. He was cut down for being Black as well as attempting to present and preserve “The Word of God!”

Regardless of Pope Francis’ predecessors and his representation of the Roman Catholic Church, I couldn’t fight the feeling of this man’s sincerity in truly caring for and loving all of the people who have been downtrodden, poor, and cast aside by the so-called affluent, rich, and greedy minority. The question I once heard and have never quite forgotten:

“How could so few control so many?”

His words offered inspiration, encouragement, and concurrence with ‘The Word of God’ and many of this reporter’s published text. His deeds and that of the Papacy remain to be seen.

“In a world full of hatred, child molestation, cloak and dagger churches, corrupted villainous priests, vile politicians, conniving entrapping marketeers, all out vicious murder, thievery, indecency, and blatant contempt for life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness; mankind has lost sight of goodness and the commandments of God and the simple love of his brethren.

Where are we going – what is to become of humankind?

There is only one path that remains for the salvation of humanity…”

‘Do Not Talk The Talk If You Do Not Walk The Walk!’

‘The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures;

He leadeth me beside still waters.

He restoreth my soul: He leadeth me in the paths of

Righteousness for His name’s sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,

I shall fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff shall comfort me.

Thou prepares a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou

anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and

I will dwell in the house of The Lord forever.’

 

~ Spirit of The Soul and The Death of Morals ~

 

God took dust from the ground, and formed man, and inserted in him a spirit and a soul. This man was called “Adam,” which in the Hebrew tongue signifies one that is ‘Red,’ because he was formed out of Red Earth (Africa), compounded together; for of that kind is virgin and True Earth!”

~ Josephus – Moshe/Moses ~

“Trees”

I think that I shall never see

A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest

Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,

And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear

A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;

Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,

But only God can make a tree.

~Joyce Kilmer~

The Twelve Tribes of Israel The twelve (Lost) tribes of Israel are mentioned in Revelation, chapters 7 and 21. Their mention is far more than a “curiosity” (as it is treated in most studies of Revelation.) Rather, God’s prophetic plan through history and concluding in Revelation centers on Israel, as represented by the twelve sons of Jacob and their progeny. There are several important points to take note of in their history that help explain what God’s plan for them (and the world) is all about.

http://yahvehthefatherthelosttribesoftwelve.blogspot.com/

‘We Are Not Lost, Simply Scattered Throughout The World’

Til Next Time…

Acknowledgements – Reference:

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~ The Bible and the French Revolution, pg. 139 – 140, The Great Controversy – Remnant Publications, Inc.; Project Restore, Inc., Original Text by E.G. White ~

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~HEBREWS and BLACK PEOPLE~

…In Continuance;

“The Illusion of Inclusion!”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bmo05OFm6-0 

Hollywood’s Lil Joke – Good vs. Evil, the Lost Tribes

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5HLmzAIeiQ 

The Moors and Truth – 1787 a Truce

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6R43NfNQc9o 

Black to White

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uXjFI99_Pvw 

When Nimrod Ruled

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qveFGo0No2k 

Judah in the Land of Ham

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DSYzSerEYzM 

Esau, Shem, and Ham

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oj4hDfviqAs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AeHNCG2GLWc   

Was King James of England and Scotland Black or White?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=taJAn6JrDBc 

GOCC HHB ACADEMY – THE TRUTH CONCERNING KING JAMES

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hpkbIzqJXKg

~You Tube Videos and Stories~

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=taJAn6JrDBc 

Now… ‘Who Really Are The Hebrews?’

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T4zjfVgud-U 

and…

Who Are The Real Hebrews?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ksoDtyXENfM

‘THE E1B1A Y-DNA HAPLOTYPE-Hebrew DNA’

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DAGfW0DtNZY

 

“One of Many Great African Kings!”

“Ghana was influenced by Arab traders and was actually divided into two towns, one being Muslim, the other housing the king and traditional society. The traditional society was pagan and worshipped idols. However, many of the king’s officials were Muslim so Arabic writing was used to record information. Also, Arab architecture, such as mosques, were present in the Muslim town.

Although some schools were in existence, much of the education was passed down through “Griots,” or storytellers. In the evening, people would gather around to hear the Griots and would learn about their traditions.”

~’King Tenkamenin’~

https://boulwareenterprises.wordpress.com/2013/06/18/one-of-many-great-african-kings/

 

~Pharaoh ‘Taharqa’ of Cush/Kush-Nubia, the 25th Dynasty~

https://boulwareenterprises.wordpress.com/2015/03/24/in-light-of-cushkush-the-dark/

 

~Queen Yaa Asantewa of Ghana~

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yaa_Asantewaa

The Great Controversy_8.29.15

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Contemplation

Contemplation

By

Gregory V. Boulware

Part Two: “The Wedding Party”

“We knew we were all doomed…all of us who knew.”

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Abberline recalled the statement from one of several interviews with the six whores of ‘Cleveland Street’ in the ‘White Chapel District.’ The funeral of Martha Taibron brought them all to collusion. They needed to join forces for their very survival. They were constantly pursued by McQueen, the pimp of Nickel Street. He extorted money and sexual favors from the street walkers – ladies of the night.

“They were lured with grapes, champagne, and laudanum. And then they were all euthanized.” The inspector spoke in trance-like sentences. “They were transported and dumped.”

The inspector began interviewing professional men. He spoke with doctors, dentists, taxidermists, veterinarians, surgeons, barbers, and butchers to the disapproval, chagrin, and dismay of Scotland Yard High Officials.

“Foreigners are the culprits. They are the ones who are upsetting our economy – The Jews.”

The boasting neuro-surgeon showed pride amongst the gathering of Britain’s finest professional colleagues. This one…this Dr. Farrow, guardian to Sir William Gull; master surgeon and newly ordained member to ‘The Society and Brotherhood of Free Masons – an entity founded by Jews; glared at the inspector as he passed through the dining room of the Masonic Hall.

“It isn’t an Englishman,” said the Scotland Yard Commissioner. “Thank God.”

Dr. Farrow is the attending doctor to the Queen and the Royal Court.

When all had been exposed, the organ collecting masonic avenger lobotomized, the killings subsided. I felt that I was no longer watched by the brotherhood. Albeit, the feeling, the tense feeling of Dred overshadowed what was supposed to be peace. Inspector Abberline was once again summoned to duty. This new danger has shown its face with a sign written in blood.

To the dismay and embarrassment of Scotland Yard, Inspector Abberline did deliver the truth of the matter. He delivered a truth that Scotland Yard decided to disallow. It refused the inspector’s theory from the time he discovered the text. The text in the book was written by the founder of the ‘Free Masons.’

The blood printed sign was directed to the murder investigations by Scotland Yard personnel. The inspector dreaded answering the call. He sure as hell did not intend to go back through the ‘Gates of Hell.’ He fought against evil and won – even though it wasn’t sanctioned by the brotherhood or the royal house or his immediate supervisors.

But, answer the call he did…it was his duty to God and Country. Inspector Abberline arrived on the scene to see the sign first hand.

London Town’s Chief Commissioner was there as well. There was a large contingent of reporters and photographers breezing all about as well.

On the wall, atop the freshly butchered corpse of Mary Kelly’s White Chapel mate…Martha Taibron. The blood-stained message was posted for all to see:

“The Juwes are the men that will not be blamed for nothing”

Abberline argued that the message was written by an educated man. The point was not unlike his investigation findings and determinations.

The higher echelon was well aware of what was done to hide and cover-up the guilt and shame as well as their association with the perpetrator. The guilt of the brotherhood and all its members, including the top commanders of Scotland Yard, and the royal house; they all knew about the secret wedding sanctioned by the Catholic Church and witnessed by the ‘Whores of the White Chapel District.’

The kidnapping of Annie Crook was intent to capture her and Baby Alice. The marriage and the baby posed a direct threat to the bloodline of Queen Victoria. She exploded with anger and ordered the elimination of the two.

“How dare my son marry this thing – this creature – this harlot – this streetwalker whore who is less than the lowest commoner!” The Queen delegated the task to the Lord Chamberlin. The order was then given to Sir William Gull, ex-master neuro-surgeon, member of the Brotherhood, and in service to the Queen. This opportunity served well for the doctor’s alter ego and major organ removal, primarily the offending sexual organs of the streetwalking females of the night. Also entwined within the assignment awaited the open door sanction for revenge. The execution of traitors provided Sir William Gull with great pleasure. He hatched a sinister deed in executing the traitors to mankind and the sanctity of marriage – the abomination of fornication – the elimination of whores and prostitutes.

The assignment specifically called for the deaths of six whores from England’s White Chapel District on Cleveland Street.

The wedding party was of a private nature. Mary, Liz, Kate, Marie, Mitzi, Martha, and Anne Crook, the bride, were all present. They wore their best dresses while Anne was adorned in a brand new white wedding gown of the finest chiffon, silk, and satin. No expense was sparred. She was truly a lovely bride beneath veils of fine woven material and true love.

Prince Eddie donned his majestic white uniform of royalty. The pure silver and golden sashes with breast-pinned medals gleamed and flashed of blinding brilliance. He was accompanied by his most trusted and close assistants. These particular individuals were sworn to the greatest of secrecies. They were all loyal except for one of the most important members of royal service. Sir William Gull was succeeded by Dr. Allan Farrow who personally treated, attended, and reported directly to the Queen.

The head Priest of the Catholic Church presided over the ritual. Baby Alice was born soon after. The Prince and Anne were infatuated with one another. The sexual romance and interludes began at the White Chapel Brothel, run by a sinister, conniving, and snakely individual identified by police and colleagues as ‘McQueen.’

His position was one of ownership over the six whores in attendance. The seventh, Mary Kelly, would soon fall into the fold, one way or another. Mary was independent. She was beginning to succeed in convincing the other girls to stop paying McQueen for their non-existent protection and keep their hard earned earnings for themselves.

Eddie had become an exclusive client to Anne. She wanted for nothing and made sure to look after her sisters of the streets. McQueen had other plans for the women. The protection fees had just been increased. He also knew of the secret marriage.

“It’s in their best interest to pay me. If not, they will never work with their physical abilities again – and could possibly be found dead.”

The body was fresh. The gore of crimson was found just about everywhere in the alley. It pooled and puddled all about the body of the victim. The wounds were nearly invisible to the naked eye. Albeit, sliced with the utmost precision…the precision of a master surgeon. The organs were skillfully removed with no sign of brutal ravaging. Even the killing cut was a work of art.

New York City was not very much unlike Paris. The hustle and bustle of the people mirrored many images of many busy cities across the globe. The rain poured and then misted accompanying a thick cloudy atmosphere. The smell of breakfast delicacies and strong rich coffee permeated the ‘Garment District’ this morning. Duprae and I strolled along 7th avenue just as the Sun poked rays above and over the horizon line and the top edges of buildings and the sparse spreading of greenery.

Chaunea insisted on a ‘walk-about’ just as soon as we could get settled. Our rooms were very cozy indeed. Cozy enough to meet our immediate needs. I meticulously hung my garments with care. We really didn’t know how long we would be visiting the island city. He wanted to familiarize himself with the everyday lifestyles of the city-folk in New York. He did the same thing in Philadelphia once. I recalled our chance meeting in Baltimore while planning the trip to Paris. Was our chance meeting in that obscure library really a chance meeting? I wondered while studying his current movements. The Inspector and I first met in Baltimore City. He’d taken the position of interest in my written works during my employ with one of several news and article agencies. The interest was aroused while perusing an article; one of many publications, concerning a black bird. His reason for the office visit was to place and advertisement in the newspaper of which I was employed.

The beneficial coincidence allowed he and I to become acquaintances…a kindred spirit of sorts. We did become very close friends and eventually, like brothers.

It was highly fascinating to learn, as time progressed, that Chaunea and I thought and felt very much alike. He of course is more advanced, sharper, and keener than I.

I’ve learned and continue to learn very much from him, especially in the art of deduction, rationalization, analyzation, reasoning, and patience.

The ballast and cobble stoned streets appeared and served as they did in the aforementioned metros. The rancid wetness of early morning garbage filled the cool breeze. It caused the sinuses to tingle and the nose to itch as the multi-collaboration of aromas urging face twitching annoyance.

We were not long departed from our sea-going vessel when our American journey got underway. We breakfasted at an eatery near the corner of 34th Street and 7th Avenue. Abberline was already finishing the morning news when we entered during his nearly completed nourishment.

After completing an enjoyable greeting and eating; allowing Abberline to finish his meal, the three of us headed towards the chief inspector’s Manhattan office at the nearby police headquarters.

We walked a few blocks on 34th Street to Amsterdam Avenue. The building was a rather handsome yet large ‘Brownstone’ with gated or bared windows on the ground floor level. We climbed the stairs to the second floor landing. Turning to the left at the end of the corridor was the inspector’s office. The center of the door was of hazy non-see-through glass. Printed on the outside was ‘Chief Inspector Abberline, Scotland Yard Investigations.’

Abberline was a tall yet thinly muscular man with long wavy black hair which surpassed his shirt collar. He combed it straight back. It hung in length to just above his shoulder. Many would consider him a handsome man. His apparel was not shabby, new, or top shelf; although neat and sharp in appearance, did not offend a normal eye.

The office atmosphere was brilliant and highly professional. It was fully equipped with all the latest gadgetry and literature. It also held the latest in communication, the telephone, and telegraph as well as a wireless.

The chief inspector stepped out from behind his desk with an extended his right palm, gesturing a handshake. We, as gentlemen and professionals, exchanged greetings and other pleasantries. Refreshments were offered and accepted as we made ourselves comfortable.

“Gentlemen, it brings me much pleasure to know the invitation to assist in this investigation has not been wasted.”

Queen Victoria ranted and raved. She threw her golden goblet across the room. It skidded off the gold-silver-and chrome laden table and hit the wall. The wall was painted ivory-white. The windows trimmed in shimmering brass, draped with silk and satin dressings on soft and dark pastels. The cup was filled with claret as it splashed all over. The chalice ended its flying and ricocheting journey after the wall by bouncing off the shoulder of a servant who simply passed by.

“We want them disposed of… We do not wish to know or care in which manner this thing is done. We want this matter dissolved and forgotten forthwith…or closer heads to thee, will surely serve instead.”

The first to disappear was the baby’s mother, ‘Anne Crooke.’ She was taken by ‘The Royal Secret Service Police’ while making love to the ‘Crown Prince.’ She had no idea it was ‘Prince Edward Albert Victor, the Duke of Clarence,’ and not simply ‘Albert’ whom she was atop; riding and writhing in quintessential rapture. Their combined effort of vigorous pumping up and down, lost in a sea of passion, had no clue of the impending assault. He caressed her naked flesh with pleasingly aggressive lust and the determination of fulfillment.

They hadn’t noticed the booming and thundering noises made by the invading usurpers of the White Chapel Brothel, of which their flat was located. Violently, pleasantly, engaged in the throes of sweet pleasure and passion, combined with that of pure love, the ex-harlot and the Duke did not hear the noise. The engagement was brutally and explosively interrupted when the bedroom door blew open and inward against the fast hold of the hinged frame. The door slammed against the papered wall as the fasteners within the wood splintered away from the wall that made every effort to hold. The abrupt action allowed the ingress of the horde to descend upon them, subduing them and separating them…forever.

The sexual fluids dripped all over the satin sheets as the ruffians ripped and pulled them apart. The burley men lifted the terrified Anne right up in a partially wrapped bed sheet, throwing her unclothed, down the stairs into the waiting arms of more darkly clad ruffians. They, in turn, carried her to the waiting carriage of black with six Black Stallions who kicked and whinnied to a full gallop. The mysterious escaping Black Carriage bore the royal markings of the majesty on its outer doors.

Prince Eddie, whom the local populace knew as ‘Albert’ or ‘Eddie’ was shocked and horrified. He was under the impression that he was the target of an assassination. Little did he know, the palace had known of his secreted rendezvous with the ex-whore for some time. She had become his exclusive concubine well before they were married; a wedding unknown to the Queen. Recent determinations, secretly discovered, were divulged to ‘Her-Majesty’ – Eddie was being treated for syphilis.

He was secretly taken to an undisclosed location. Anne was shuffled off to a nearby asylum, viciously interrogated, tortured, and finally lobotomized, ensuring the vile secret would remain a secret.

Fortunately, ‘Baby Alice’ was in the safe-keeping of Mary Kelly. She’d been left with Mary the night before. The following day presented the newly-weds with their six month wedding anniversary. Their daughter, Alice, was one year and eight days of age.

Arguments have been founded upon the fiction of truth. An investigation into said truth was quite possibly the objective to the point. Some have said that paralleling the inessential facts surrounding the murder of a young girl in New York as it relates to the double-murder in Paris, Madame L’Espanaye and the young mademoiselle, her daughter.

Abberline explained his departure from us in a brief manner to which he expelled our suspicions. He felt that our investigation was at a close in Paris while the threat carried itself across the waters into America; the facts addressing the murder of Miss Mary Cecelia Rogers.

Although the young woman’s death occasioned an intense and long enduring excitement, my journalistic intuition kept nudging me to not put trust in this inspector from Scotland Yard. He did not mention to the ‘Chevalier – Duprae,’ and me, his involvement of the coincidences surrounding the murder in Paris and the one in New York.

In my mind, I endeavored to depict some very remarkable features in the mental characters of my friend, ‘The Chevalier – Lord Charles ‘Chaunea’ Alexander Duprae.

The affair surrounding the deaths of Madame L’Espanaye and her daughter were placed on suspension. We could not dismiss the case due to its familiarity with this one in New York. Duprae’s concentration is now focused on the inspector and this case of ‘Mary Rogers,’ aka ‘Marie Roget.’

Before jumping head-first into the case, we decided to break from our mental meeting with ‘Chief Inspector Frederick Quincy Abberline’ of Sussex County in the Southeast of England. We felt that we deserved a much needed rest…a little ‘R and R;’ and maybe a little bit of debauchery and drink. The idea of smoking the plant was also entertained upon the undesired relapsing into old habits of moody revelry, I was found to be in a prone position nearly at all times during the dream-like binges; I do love the drink, love-making, and smoke; to abstraction. I really fell in with the humor; and continuing to occupy our chambers, we gave the future to the winds. We decided to slumber tranquilly in the present, weaving in and out dully around the world in dreams and allusion. We would take up the New York investigation soon after our mini-vacation; after all…Abberline in on the case.

Chaunea and I took a near drunken walk down Broadway. We sampled the area delicacies and needless to say, the beers and liquors as well. The neighboring taverns were cordial and amicable enough. I do believe that some of them, patrons and staff, did recognize us. Several recognized the famous detective via the newspapers and newsreel footage portrayed in the moving picture houses. The others who knew of me through my written works in magazines, newspapers, and periodicals. I dare say my printed image did me a great service as well.

“Welcome Monsieur Duprae, would you and Monsieur Poe like a quiet table in the rear or one close to the stage and show? The bar is also available for your convenience!”

The tavern was soft lit and full of people. The ‘Black Maître de’ seated us nicely into a cozy dark corner which allowed an excellent view of the stage and the entire establish as well.

The audience, primarily people of color from every continent imaginable, added an extra bit of flavor to our enchanted evening. The both of us do like an integrated crowd, made up of many different types of folk, cultures, and lifestyles. We both found that simply invigorating and fascinatingly wonderful. France and England had its fair share of the world’s populace, but not like here in the United States. The jazz music was unbelievable. It was magnifique and ever so delightful.

We must have spent the entire night here at the ‘Che De Lounge’ after our visit to the ‘Bamville.’ The same type of people gathered there as well. Chaunea enjoyed himself immensely. The bronze colored deva kept him upstairs for nearly two hours before rejoining me at our table.

We’d sampled many types of enjoyment this night. Our jumpstart of marijuana and bitters was topped off this morning with French Champagne, while the wine and cocaine flourished throughout the night. Chaunea did entertain the thought of visiting the ‘Chinese House of Pleasure.’ The address was supplied by the Chief Inspector. He swore us to secrecy when we parted for the evening.

“This is where I’ll be for a few hours – care to join me?” We both declined and shook our heads in unison while accepting the note for a possible visit later during our stay in the Americas. Chaunea talked himself out of the visit because he knew one hour could quite possibly turn into three days or more.

Just prior to sunrise, we did have our fill of pleasurable indulgences…it was time for sleep and rest before returning to work.

The singer on stage, as we prepared for our departure, was a petite ginger-brown woman with a masterfully overpowering groin for a singing voice. It was simply magnifying. The song she sang brought about memories of a story I once heard. Chaunea appeared to be in a recollective state of mind as well. The story brought memories of a not so long ago occurrence back in England – the ‘Family Talbot!’

The song she sung was mystifying yet entertainingly and eerily suggestive. It was more bluesy than that of jazz music. Its lyrics mesmerized us. The Chief Inspector also came to mind:

“I got early this morning, so I could walk the floor. I’ve got to hit the streets cause there’s a wolf outside my door.

The bill collectors are calling, and my kids need better shoes…gonna go to church on Sunday, cause I’ve got nothin left ta loose…

And it’s a good day…it’s a real good day for the blues.

It’s raining cats and dogs outside, and I’m lookin for a job. The man I worked for laid me off; Lord, I worked for him real hard! But I won’t let my kids go hungry, no matter what I have ta do…

And it’s a good day; it’s a real good day for da blues.

Things are gettin better, the check is in the mail. I just threw my last dime down the wihin well…

and it’s a good day, it’s a real good day for da blues.

I got up early this morning, so I could walk the floor. I’ve got to hit the streets, cause there’s a wolf outside my door. The bill collectors are calling, and my kids need better shoes, gonna go ta church on Sunday, cause I’ve got nothin left ta loose.

And it’s a good day…it’s a real good day for da blues.”

The song’s lyrics seemed to stay with us on our short walking journey back to our hotel. For me, I kept seeing the sinister figure of the Chief Inspector, glaring from the darkened corner of the flat owned by ‘Madame L’Espanaye. The vision continually haunted me to no end…

We expected to be awakened by the charms of harmonious chatter and laughter. We looked forward to the sensual arousal of breakfast aromas dazzling our every senses to complement the happiness of the nostrils. It did not occur.

We were abruptly awakened by two burly New York City Cops. They were not smiling while we twitched and bitched about; tossing and turning in our beds.

Abberline was standing in a pool of blood. His gloved hands dripped twelve-hour-old gore. The right hand held a freshly lit cigarette… His face was ghostly white; bloodless.

 

End of Part Two…Next, Part Three: ‘Isle Manhattan’

“The Changeling – Loup Garou”

 

Til Next Time….

 

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Hans Massaquoi ‘The Black In Nazi Germany’

“His skin color made him a target for racist abuse.”

~The true nature of Nazism~

 

There have been myths in circulation concerning a so-called identity crisis of ‘Bi-Racial’ individuals. The statement claims “the children won’t know who or what they are!” Several young individuals have expressed their heavy laden burden of being bi-racial by identifying themselves as “mixed.” This reporter has attempted to remove that piece of their problem in the ‘gone-does not exist’ receptacle. I use the metaphor of ‘baking a cake or a pie’ as one example of the non-sequitor. Messages received in response have been pleasingly jovial and understood. Several ‘Bi-Racial’ social connections as well as those of whom I know personally, have eagerly engaged in the topic, have accepted and continue to make changes in the description of people like them…with pride.

 

Many people who are ‘Bi-Racial’ have been perceived as ‘Black’ unless it benefits or pleases the eye of the beholder. Not to mention those who have been described as passing – (for white). Many children who are Bi-Racial have been raised in the Black community. However, that particular count is misleading. The billions of Bi-Racial Children all over the world have not been included with the groups of Bi-Racial Children in the states. When you consider Germany, Italy, France, Russia, Ireland, England, Spain, China, Japan, Turkey, Israel, and all of the other countries, nations, and states throughout the world that Black People have at one time or another, set foot by visitation and/or planted roots; babies were born and bred without a thought, to the contrary or otherwise – it was a normal thing to do.

 

The article ‘Outnumbered’ has put the challenge of that argument, hopefully, to rest. However cases of said anxieties are not to be considered non-existent. So, to those of you who question yourselves and your identity…bear with me for a moment and continue to absorb the following text.

 

Nine U.S. counties in five states saw their minority populations across all age groups surpass 50 percent last year.

 

So-called Minorities made up roughly 2.02 million, or 50.4 percent of U.S. births in the 12-month period ending July 2011. That compares with 37 percent in 1990.

In all, 348 of the nation’s 3,143 counties, or 1 in 9, have minority populations across all age groups that total more than 50 percent. In a sign of future U.S. race and ethnic change, the number of counties reaching the tipping point increases to more than 690, or nearly 1 in 4, when looking only at the under age 5 population.

 

The number of white births fell by 11.4 percent, compared with 3.2 percent for minorities, according to Kenneth Johnson, a sociologist at the University of New Hampshire.

 

The Pew Foundation found other findings within the research report:

The migration of Black Americans back to the South is slowing. New destinations in the South, including Atlanta, Charlotte, N.C., Raleigh, N.C., and Orlando, Fla., saw sharp drop-offs in black population growth as the prolonged housing bust kept African-Americans locked in place in traditional big cities.

 

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Do you still entertain some level of doubt in yourself? Do you still feel unimpressed and unconvinced? Are you feeling downtrodden or perplexed – defeated? Take a glimpse into the life and times of Brother Hans Massaquoi.

 

The Nuremberg Laws were passed in 1935; Massaquoi was classified as a non-Aryan. With a view to becoming an expert machinist was encouraged by his mother to embark on an apprenticeship.

 

He was unable to pursue a professional career and instead A few months before finishing school, Massaquoi was required to go to a government-run job center where his assigned vocational counselor was Herr von Vett, a member of the SS. Upon seeing the “telltale black SS insignia of dual lightning bolts in the lapel of his civilian suit,” Massaquoi expected humiliation. Instead, he was surprised when he was greeted with “a friendly wink”, offered a seat and asked to present something which he had made. After showing von Vett an axe and discussing his experience in working for a local blacksmith shop, Massaquoi was surprised to be informed that he could “be of great service to Germany one day” because there would be a great demand for technically trained Germans, who would go to Africa to train and develop an African workforce when Germany reclaimed its African colonies. Before Massaquoi left the interview, von Vett invited him to shake his hand which was another source of confusion to Massaquoi.

The daily life of the young Massaquoi was remarkable. He was one of the few mixed race children in Nazi Germany, and like most of the other children his age, he thought about joining the Hitler Youth. There was a school contest to see if a class could get a 100% membership of the Deutsches Jungvolk (a subdivision of Hitler Youth) and Massaquoi’s teacher devised a chart on the blackboard which showed who had joined and who had not. As this was filled in after each person joined, Massaquoi felt left out, and he recalled saying, “But I am German…my Mother says I’m German just like anybody else”. He then persuaded his mother to let him join the Jungvolk. He went to register at the nearest office but he faced hostility.

 

Massaquoi lived a simple, but happy childhood with his mother, Bertha Nikodijevic. His father, Al-Haj Massaquoi, was a law student in Dublin who only occasionally lived with the family at the consul general home in Hamburg. Eventually, the consul general was recalled to Liberia, and Hans Massaquoi and his mother remained in Germany.

 

Massaquoi describes his childhood and youth in Hamburg during the Nazi rise to power. His biography provides a unique point of view: he was one of very few German-born Bi-Racial children in all of Nazi Germany, shunned, but not persecuted by the Nazis. This dichotomy remained a key theme throughout his whole life.

 

Hans-Jürgen Massaquoi (January 19, 1926 – January 19, 2013) was a German American journalist and author. He was born in Hamburg, Germany, to a white German mother and Liberian Vai father, the grandson of Momulu Massaquoi, the consul general of Liberia in Germany at the time.

 

Increasingly, however, he realized the true nature of Nazism. His skin color made him a target for racist abuse. However, in contrast to German Jews or Romani, Massaquoi—an Afro-German—was not persecuted. He was “just” a second-class citizen, which was actually a blessing in disguise. During World War II, his “impurity” spared him from being drafted into the German army. As unemployment, hunger and poverty grew rampant, he even tried to enlist, but he was abusively rejected by the officers. In this time, he befriended the family of Ralph Giordano, a half-Jewish acquaintance of their swing kid age, who survived the war by hiding and ended up being a journalist as well.

 

Massaquoi dated a white girl but they had to keep their relationship a secret, especially as her father was a member of the police and the SS. Such relationships were also forbidden and classified as ‘Rassenschande’ (race defilement) by the race laws. To keep the relationship secret, they met only in the evenings, when they would go for walks. As he dropped his girlfriend off at her house one night, he was stopped by a member of the SD, the intelligence branch of the SS. He was taken to the police station as he was believed to be “on the prowl for defenseless women or looking for an opportunity to steal”.

 

Fortunately for Massaquoi, he was recognized by a police officer as living in the area and working:

“This young man is an apprentice at Lindner A.G., where he works much too hard to have enough energy left to prowl the streets at night looking for trouble. I happen to know that because the son of one of my colleagues apprentices with him”.

The SD officer closed the case and gave the Nazi salute, and Massaquoi was allowed to leave the station.

 

Immigration:

 

In 1947 Massaquoi was able to visit Liberia, and was fascinated and shocked by its raw, rural nature. He grew estranged from his father Al-Haj. He left his mother and whom he considered arrogant and tyrannical.

 

Massaquoi immigrated to the United States in 1947. He served two years in the army as a paratrooper in the 82nd Airborne Division and became a naturalized U.S. citizen in 1950. With his GI bill he studied journalism at the University of Illinois followed by a career at Jet magazine and then Ebony magazine, where he became managing editor. His position allowed him to interview many historical figures of the arts, politics and civil rights movement.

 

Over the years he visited Germany many times. He’s stated that “Germany is still my homeland.”

 

Personal life:

 

Massaquoi’s beloved widow is Katharine Rousseve Massaquoi. He had two sons by a previous marriage, Steve and Hans Jr., who also survived him.

 

The bloodlines (remember Adam and Eve?) of many different groups of people (if not all) have been blended since throughout time all across the globe. Biracial children, the mixing of the so-called races has existed all over the world since the beginning of time. How does one account for the many different hues and colors of the many different people from everywhere? Is it possible that someone continues to believe that his/her bloodline is truly made up of one individual racial group? Purity, if you will?

 

Mixed? Well it has been argued that the term is a possible slang for “mixed-bloods.” But when one describes herself or himself as “mixed,’ you have to wonder or question their state of identity.

 

Surely, those who continue to believe they are superior and outnumber their description of so-called minorities; one must know by now…that you are truly and indeed outnumbered.

 

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http://aneastfallssonontheschuylkill.blogspot.com/2014/07/on-schuylkill-eastfalls-son-twitter.html

 

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