I am proud to have written numerous books, like Retrogenesis and Reverent Chandler, which were reader requests. Below Banjo, my Arizona Correspondent and fellow vampire hunter, who, along with film historian, Leo Grin, directed me in the writing of Blood Hate, has sent me another prompt, in the form of a roped and gagged muse dragged up out of the well of harrowed souls…

Banjo, I have not even read beyond the word “cavern,” and am in. I will write this as a stand alone fiction, as a writing exercise. I will see what title and frame I can exact from this. I will not include it in the HDR or Blood Hate series, but do it as self-contained as a collaboration. You may elect to put it in print, or let my niece do it at Niche Nook. I did some good work under the reader versus writer tag a decade ago and as well Blood Hate, Of A Naked Land, Humanitarian Daily Ration and MRE are all recent executions of reader ideas. Thank you for this muse; mute, abandoned by heaven, bound in chords woven of asphodel roots, and crying…

James,

I have a plot idea for you. Take it or leave it.

Underneath the Appalachian mountains are huge cavern systems from water reacting with the limestone and dissolving it. Mammoth cave in KY has had 400 miles explored and there is an estimated 600 miles that haven't been explored. Grand Canyon has the "forbidden zone" where black hawk helios will drop on you if you try to enter. Wonder why? Ok...what if the flood happened and some of the fallen angels or nephilim escaped deep underground and have been living there. Governments especially USG, has been in contact with them (because in this case the Bible's real setting was the USG to throw people off (Natives here say the fallen came to Mt Graham where the Lucifer telescope from the Vatican was placed and has made it all but off limits except for Vatican permission.) Ok so the nephilim and fallen are underground talking to the government giving them info in exchange for humans to bang or genetically experiment to create an army for Gog magog battle. Some of the fallen and nephilim are trying to be good boys because they believe that the God above gods will show them mercy but the rest take God (from Enoch) at his word that they are doomed so they are preparing to fight...The prep involves trying to get humans to believe their enemy is their actual God. They try to genetically modify them so that they will be blotted from the book of life and thus their only chance is to fight alongside the fallen. They have legions of human genetic hybrids underground and some get released (there was a series on netflix about human hybrids a few years ago but I can't remember the name...the gist was they were saying the hybrids are nice). Maybe some still have Logos while others don't creating a situation up top. One character up top that is a human is creating Noah's ark which are drones for surviellence that can track the hybrids from some heat or ir signature. He starts by killing them but then one helps him and maybe they decide to invade the underground with a crew of autists who can overcome the mind meld the demons use. One god swoops to earth and materializes and people think he's the bee's knees but he is getting them to work against the God above gods. Christian churches, muzzies, dot heads all convert to the one true church of creeps leaving the ragtag autists atheists, fringe Christians, true blue (pun intended) shiva fags, ecoterrorists and muzzie suicide bombers left to work against the demiurge and his boys. All the non humans living as humans get their covers blown like they live glasses and normies are losing it.

Oh yeah, here is something, maybe they have to raid a museum and or create suits of iron because the demons can't touch iron supposedly. Maybe some wear jackets of old bicycle chains. I dunno. Maybe one thinks he has iron but it's aluminum and gets mercked.

Not sure what the climax is. Maybe the ragtag crew wears red caps that say make earth for humans again and just fight every god demon angel etc they come across. Their idea is that man is "wonderfully and fearfully made." Thus there is something in humans that all the creatures want but can't have and maybe he figures out what it is. Because here is the thing, if the watchers were posted up to keep an eye on humans and warned not to fuck with them or else...then they saw some phat assed proto viking blondie and said "fuck it boys, we are all going down for that walking stick meat"....well that means that even in the eyes of angels, man and especially women have power over them. Maybe they get some fallen on their side by prostituting a couple thick latina gangbangers with the hoop earrings combat high heels and la dodger gear camo gear.

Anyway....maybe that will assure you that I am indeed retarded. If not I have more.

On another note, I've been searching up more vampire stuff. I found this clip of bill hicks aka Alex Jones talking about and showing Peter Nygaard trying to finesse some black Bahama mamas....using unstoppable lines like, "your menstrual blood is precious and should be saved and used." "Your blood is life for someone...it's life for mankind." Or something like that. He's all about the blood. These cheap asses are trying to get these Nubian women's eggs for 100 bucks. What a couple of cheap creeps. But here's the real They Live moment...at about 7 minutes. Bill Hicks says "he is trying to get these women too...He's a mutant, no that's actually true...I'm a mutant too but I'm not trying to eat babies." Say wha Billie boyo? You're a mutant too? I've listened to Hicks on and off since about 1999. His story has changed over the years. First his father was a dentist. Then he was recruited by the cia but didn't do it. Then his family members are intel agents. Then he claims the "deep state approached him and tried to get him to work for them." Lately he has stated that "there are two deepstates, I work for the good one."

Now think about this

Hicks has supposedly decided to unfat himself and started taking his Alex Jones supplements and working out with Bro Jogan's navy seal buddy who is a trainer hours every day. He has lost weight but somehow he looks younger and lost wrinkles. Maybe he got a groupon for the local austin botox joint. Or he got some other kind of treatment that the "good deepstate" has access to.

Wrinkles don't usually go away in older people that lose significant weight.

That got me thinking about all the people that disappear and come back looking different. Take Dave Chappelle for instance. Jim Breuer, his buddy made a statement about the new Dave after his hiatus, "that's not the Dave I knew." The new Dave is definitely more muscular and thicker but not in a getting old and fat kind of way.

Fringe peeps all say these people got cloned. The thing with cloning is that the clone comes out weird. There was a rancher who cloned his favorite bull. The clone was a mean sob and gored the rancher a couple times. But maybe they use crisper and inject some anti aging genes in these folks. Or they are vampires and get a drink of blood to recharge..."it's got electrolytes." (idiocracy). I'm just saying that this stuff is right before our eyes. I don't know what's happening exactly but I can see something is going on. After all, if you think about it, during the time of Adam to Noah, humans lived for hundreds if not thousands of years. Then a god (I don't think the God above god's) altered the genes so that man would live 120 years. What a prick. So it would stand to reason that if that genetic switch could be found and switched or the epigenetic triggers could be found, then a person may be able to live for thousands of years.

This could mean that if there are vampires, then vamps aren't the only things that can live for thousands of years, hence "I'm a mutant too but not one that drinks blood" or whatever Hicks said. Oh yeah, note that Hicks was supposedly 10 years older than Jones. Maybe he got a little genetic avocado dip before becoming AJ so as to throw off the trail. On that note, with facial recognition getting into the hands of us troglidites, we can search for faces to match pictures of the past easily which will expose this if it is true. Thus there must be a rush to get things done that need to be done before the big reveal. viola as the faɡɡots in oui oui land say.

-Banjo

Sir, I am flattered to be chosen to write about what is really going on. You have always struck me as an angel, a beneficent sending. There is so much that sinks, chillingly real, into my guts when I read this, including chills between my emaciated shoulder blades. The plot you offer, I cannot execute, as I never write fiction by way of a plot outline. What you present is a setting, and a plot. I will use the setting and some of the characters, and employ the plot concept as unseen mechanistics, the tide of Fate washing the shores of the Sea of Plight.

I once put away a novel called NEWSLAW, about Book Martin, who was a Roe Jogan/Phillip K. Dick knock-off, The Man Too High to Hassle. That social subtext, which I wanted to write cloakedly six years ago, has come more glaringly true. The amount of “influencers” who I see when staying with Bob [whose Utah folks totally get your deep back story] who pop up with a Creep State back story to instant followings of millions, gives me pause. I am no longer approached as an “influencer.” For five years I got “influencer,” not writer, feelers from demonic agents. That is one reason I put away NEWSLAW: cowardice. I can’t pattern Book martin after me. He has to be based on someone without fear for a rudder.

Below is how I write, the only way I can write fiction, the method is key to my volume—nothing is forced. Plots are executions in force projection into narrative, like a fight plan. I write the opposite of how I fight, without plan, without force.

The setting is ancient, very ancient in depth, so will draw on antiquitous sources, for Achilles and Odysseus both spoke on this concept. Unlike David, who was captured by demonry, these earlier heroes, along with Enkidu, Beowulf and Roland, have been silenced. I will attempt to bring back their voice.

To explore a setting, I need a character. This will be the resurrected Book Martin. He will be split from Roe Jogan, who will be his dark mirror, one of his handlers.

Protagonist

Book Martin, is a vax injury sufferer who is visited by the shades of a knowing antiquity as he suffers in this feedlot of souls. Book Martin is more curious than you and I combined. He has further succeeded in reading and recalling more books than any human. He is based on Han Silo, my Chinese friend, who is the most fervent Arуan Sustainability advocate I have met—he laughs at liberal white nationalism! Physically and mentally, Book Martin will be that Han American cardiologist, who, instead of dropping out of practice to make 10% as a clinician on moral grounds, will do so also on metaphysical grounds. This man recited Robinson Jeffers and Tolkien to me as he drove. He is a small, slight fellow, his body ravaged by modernity-caused affliction even as he is hunted by Negroes for being Asian. He is physically and morally fearless, despite being economically, socially and combatively powerless. He regards me as an interesting study in the adaptive weaponization of a demi-human knock-off of humanity…

Supporting Cast

To drag Book Martin through this terrible setting, I will use a “character ladder,” [yep, made that up] with each supporting character having one chapter. Except, the last chapter will feature the supporting character with the greatest demonic power. These are all patterned characters, including the three men who interviewed me for the Circle of Light: Tom, Crixus and Ken, all three of whom admitted to their Creep State status, and all of whom KNEW when and where I would be getting on and off of trains!

Surrounding Book Martin will be influencer handlers, a real man, Incognegro, a translucent media sending, and the men he suggested I talk to in 2020: Roe Jogan, Ajax Sloan and Trucker Jarlson: three scions of the Circle of Light, who will reach out to Book Martin in their shiversome turn. That makes for seven crux characters. I want a 10 chapter book. 1 character repeats. So I need two more characters. I will make them women who I have met upon the trains: Alice, who was put off the #13 for seeing the world as it was and not being able to shut up, and Pepper a mսlatto hip hop honey who tried to seduce me as three young аryаn [with a small a] men followed her like panting puppy dogs.

Physical Settings

I will be traveling every three days as I write this. So, the settings that you describe will be mostly absent—Book Martin does not want to find them, even as they draw him nigh. I am having breakfast this morning with Gunny Sergeant Ken, who stood for a patterned character in Nat Star—Timejacker! He is a man who has served and trained in the vast underground complexes beneath the Appalachians. I will also be headed by train through those mountains in one month, as I write this. So, the only location scene will be in that cavernous setting.

Before placing this piece in the back of the book, and in the front of the fiction cue on the site, I will speak with Ken at breakfast, then return, read this prompt and the follow up, before structuring the book frame, my intended table of contents, dust cover, etc. I have a feel for this that needs tucked away so that I might finish MRE before November dies.