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Stealthily, we made our way into DRIMNAGH Castle where the ball was in full swing. The elegant and humble host and the owner of DRIMNAGH Castle, a Norman Knight, Hugo DE BERNIVALE welcomed each of his guest as we arrived through the doors of the castle. While we were arriving up the front walk of this marvelous castle I paid mindful attention to the lands around DRIMNAGH, that were rising and falling hills and vast forests stretching to the Dublin mountains. Crowds of Irish men and Irish women half filled the floors of the great hall and then there were large groups of guest that weren't of Irish decent just like ourselves. These people are NEOLITHIC people and the Bronze age settlers and the vikings and then the last group of guest to enter the castle was the Norman invaders, they are the same as the host HUGO DE BERNIVALE. On the inside of DRIMNAGH Castle is gorgeous and a feeling of warmth and comfort with just a slight touch of Gothiness in the air. There is lots of Jolly folk music playing and everyone of us dressed in the finest of victorian wear. We danced the waltz and spun around in circles with our significant others to the Irish Waltz and then we tangoed and danced the mambo. At last we slowed down to a slow and romantic opera music that sound whinesome; it made our hearts and soul mellow.

A long buffet table was placed near the back of the room close to the wall in the great hall; a healthy spread of food of all sorts were spread out on the table buffet style: swine, sliced whole turkey garnished with cheery, sliced duck, seven cornish hens laid in a circle and garnished with sprouts of kale. Further down the buffet table there was devil eggs and steamed-broiled cabbage sprinkled with pimento and fancy prepared garden salad that could be considered a meal by itself. Placed in the center of the buffet table were rows of different colored beets, Roman tomotoes, sweet n sour pickles and mounds of creamy greenish and white dips. A s for myself, RUPAULA, Charles and Kate we were careful not to partake of the meat from on the buffet, not so much as a lick of it with the tips of our fingers. For you see, spiders are vegetarians and we never sup the meat, at all. We always partake of the vegetables and the fruits because the fruit is a lot more healthier than the meat, and there was the wine- ah, yes! So much wine every time we went to a ball and especially at home and then there was plenty of wine drinking at our own balls and parties.

We had been lectured by our forefathers and they had been lectured by our creator himself, the spider Priest Pisces who in his years of youthfulness had stealthily went to and fro- just as we do now in Dublin Ireland- into the land of EYGPT, BETHLEHEM, and JERUSLEM. He had attended their dinner parties and weddings and drunk gaily of the wine in those lands and heard while he along with the other males stood in circles or seated in shallow rooms of the EGYPTIANS and the Jews and BETHLEHEMIANS homes, as to how those people ate healthy foods of fruits and vegetables and lived long. Although there were many of them that ate whatever foods they pleased. So unfortunately to him, not once while Journeying these foreign places did Pisces chance to meet the great Jesus the Christ, and there also was a great fear in Pisces of meeting this Jesus of NAZARETH, the great Prophet.

It is Pisces belief that if Jesus Christ had of meet him being the true Prophet that he were while on earth, the man Jesus would have seen in all his greatness and power that Pisces weren't a human creation of his heavenly father, he is spider and his fears were that Jesus would have called him out as such and never- the- less Pisces was glad the two of them never meet, than heavens! For by the time PONTIUS Pilot and PHARAOH were done passing him back and forth between courts and then went on to burn Pisces at the stake like a witch he'd been grilled spider meat, and we'd never been created.

It is because of this creation of Pisces, I say is a curse and such dark curse must remain a secret from the people in Dublin County Ireland and the world as a whole, that we are spiders- human beasts- the only thing that saves us is that we've been created in the likeness and image of humans.

 



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