This was my First Contact with the Illuminati, at least what you could consider a splinter of what you might 'assume' to be Illuminati, 'individuals with hidden knowledge of the scriptures' which we share here at the website for free.
It started with me proclaiming "I am your King" at the Altar of the chapel seen here, after reading about what should happen to 'thieves' from the Book The Law Of The Lombards. When the Police understandably arrived they asked me about it and I told them 'I am a thief! A Grail Thief' and I meant only one grail, The Holy Grail, the Grail upon which all men have sought to have since the days of King Authari. I also had a chance to witness a small camera placed inside the a crevice in one of the metalwork figures hanging behind the altar.
Now I might proclaim Faith to be the Second Coming of Christ, but I still hold claim to the Second Coming of King Arthur, who is Authari, you can look up the similarities between Authari the Langobard King and Organa the Avar King and compare them to the British Fable that they don't even appreciate anymore, that is King Arthur, he is in fact the Italian Authari who was elected by a group of nobles after a decade long interregnum, in the prime of his youth with golden hair, much like the British Arthur. I made this discovery independently and found only a small but growing awareness of this historical anomally in Italy.
A few weeks prior to this I had a chance meeting while working as a Security Guard for The First Interstate Bank, in which I had meant Faith Pearl Ireland, the Grand daughter of the then Grandmaster of the Freemasons of South Dakota, and told her about the story of me looking to contact my Cousin Faith and reunite her with her mother who is an Angel, who gave her up for adoption shortly after giving her life. I did not know at the time of Faith Ireland's background, just from the conversation I had with her, she was not the Faith I was looking for.
Now it was the audacity of the Roman Catholic Church for them to presume that I meant the Christ so they the Roman Catholic Church set up a trap for me involving my Cousin Faith, in which after hearing voices that were threatening to kill my Cousin Faith I decided to check myself in at the local hospital where the voices said they were going to give me a pill that would kill me, or they would kill my cousin Faith, I went in under the guise of Philippe Petain there I met my Cousin Faith who had been working as a Nurse recently until she had moved to Idaho, but here she was back in Rapid City, no less at such a convenient time in my life where I was going 'public' about being 'the second coming of the King' however I did not have the knowledge of the scripture then that I do now, and when Faith introduced herself to me she introduced herself as April, before going behind the door on the other side of the wall saying 'say my name, say my name' in which I, guilty of having literally walked away from my Faith when I was 16 could not bring myself to say her name when the doctors asked what Nurse had awaited on me and I said April, I had little choice, these voices and the circumstances were all saying Faith wanted to have an affair with me, but I could never make Faith unfaithful, and so I said 'April'
When being transferred to the other hospital I heard Faith say in a hurt voice 'He deserves Life!' he voice denoted the betrayal she felt at my incapability, but I had a purer heart than the wicked designs of the Roman Catholic Church which is the working of Sin.
I was led to the Hospital where they gave me my pill, and after 5 minutes from ingesting it I started to feel light headed, standing up I thought might clear my head but it was a sudden sensation of nausea that overwhelmed me and walking towards the chair in the Mental Hospital I collapsed and lost consciousness, but I did not die. I had been given a second chance at Life, thanks to my Faith, but what a lonely life it is, for it is a life devoid of her presence. Now I reflect daily on how I can reconcile myself with my Faith. But this is a true story of my Grave turning into a Garden, and I intend to make a beautiful Garden of it.
But let this ever serve as a reminder, that the Roman Catholic Church sought to kill the second coming of Christ, to nip it in the bud, so it could continue its monopoly in the realm of Faith.
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