I am a Voodoo Priestess rank of Medsan Fey and Marija Loa. I worship the One God, the Creator of All Life, the brass serpent of Moses who goes by many names, in Voodoo he is most commonly known as The Rainbow Serpent Papa Damballah Weddo; in Scandinavian folk religions he is known as The Great Serpent Uroboros.
Voodoo is a branch/division of the Catholic Church. We practice the same rites and rituals as does the Orthodox Catholics of the Vatican, and hail the Pope as our earthly guide. Jesus and Mary are at the centre of our belief system, and icons, relics, saint rituals, prayer beads/rosary, crucifix, candle lighting, intercessory prayer, ect.
Marija Loa is a type of Catholic nun. The word Marija Loa is Creole French and means “Married to God”. A Marija Loa is similar to a Mother Superior. She is the highest ranked nun of her order and has undergone a marriage ritual – a full wedding, wedding gown and all – to literally be married to one of the Loa. I am Marija Loa to Papa Damballah Weddo.
Medsan Fey is a rank of Catholic nun. A Medsan Fey is a nun who specializes in herbology, herbal medicine, apothecary, hoodoo magic, candle magic, poppet magic (aka Voodoo dolls).
Medsan Fey means I am a female Houngan/Borka also known as a Mambo or Vudo Queen.
I am one of only 12 Mambo on the planet who practice Death Wangas also known as The 7 Year Generational Death Curse.
I am EelKat, Etiole's Friend. Etiole is the Archangel Ertreal, The Avenging Angel who rained Brimstone and Fire on Sodom and Gomorrah, and is also known as The Pale Horseman of the apocalypse. He was a commanding officer in Azazel's Army in the battle of Heaven. The Watcher known as the lover of human women, who taught the world magic and was the father of the Nephilim and for this crime was one of the 7 Grigori Seraphim Watchers who was chained in the valleys of the Earth. I found him chained in the swamps of Maine in 1978 and set him free.
Everything I know I learned from Etiole. He is my familiar and my protector.
I am hailed by many as the world's most powerful, most feared, most famous, and most deadly witch/poltergeist/spirit medium. This is due largely to my being the real world Gypsy "witch" who my neighbour Stephen King based his fictional Thinner Gypsy witch off of. He also filmed the movie Thinner on my farm.
But I have no power. I am merely a tool, the vessel through which Etiole connects to the physical world. This comes at a great cost and is why my health is so frail.
Everything ye do unto ME, in 7 years time, Etiole will do back unto THEE.
We are often seen as Christo-Pagan, as we rely heavily on magic arts not often seen in other branches of Christianity, such as tarot cards, crystal scrying, Kabbalism, Enochian angel magic, seances, spirit/oui-ji boards, etc.
Many in the more mainstream Christian community consider us to be Occultists and/or Satan worshippers due to our frequent communication and summoning of spirits, including both archangels and demons, and most notably The Loa, The Enochian archangels, and the Grigori aka The Watchers.
Like all Catholic nuns we cover our heads with veils and wear long modest caftan/robes/dresses. The colours and materials and styling of our veils and robes vary from day to day, depending on our sect, what holy day it is, which loa we are attuned to, our patron saint, ect.
Seeing how this question comes to me from gamers, I will simply the answer in gaming terminology that you will understand: If I was a character in an RPG, I am what you would call an Herbalist-Alchemist-Druid-Healer-Priest.
More simply put, I am what the ignorant would call a Witch Doctor or a Gypsy Fortune Teller or a Gypsy Witch.
Also... April 10, 2015 has a 7 year anniversary coming up soon, has anyone noticed the changes to the Reclaim Blueberry Plains? Yeah. Etiole's been redecorating his home, hasn't he? What goes around, comes around bitches. Nigh on 7 years ago, you razed my farm... funny how government land is being razed the exact same way my farm was razed... I notice too several town hall workers, have seen their entire families die around them, you know just like how my entire family was murdered and their heads nailed to my door... how are you going to explain to the news stations, the fact that 53 people, all involved in the murders of my family, have died from being hit by lightening?
Freak natural phenomena?
Zapped by alien UFOs - isn't THAT your go to excuse whenever you blame me or Etiole for anything?
Better yet, how will you explain the backhoe, lifted up by a freak tornado in Maine, thrown through the sky to land on... oh look... my, my, there's a back hoe sitting on your house! It just fell out of the sky and landed there. No driver involved. Honey pie, did you know there's a back hoe sitting on your house? How's that feel?
Perhaps, you should call it what it is: punishment handed down by the hand of God himself.
Doesn't feel nice to have your land razed, a backhoe sitting on your house, and your entire family die, does it... you shouldn't have pissed off Etiole... tick tock, tick tock, you can't run from Etiole's 7 year clock... karma's a bitch isn't it?
Have you forgot the extent of the damage these people did, all because, they wanted to dig up my land and removed bodies buried there, before my house builders found that barrel of bones?
Have you forgotten that 7 town hall workers, 5 public works men, a blond woman, her bald son, and her red haired sister Kendra, and 14 police officers, all lead by a man they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" were the ones
I can name every one of them, except for the ring leaders: blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name". I don't know who those 4 are. I'd never seen any of them, other than the Kendra woman before, and I only knew her fro her attacks beating me up at Panera in 2009, 2010, and 2013.
I can name every one of the others, because all I have to do is go to the Old Orchard Beach town hall and police department website, and there are their faces.
With the exception of blond woman, her bald son, her sister Kendra, and her husband "Mark who needs no last name", every one else involved was government official who works for the state of Maine vis the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, the Old Orchard Beach Police Department, or the Old Orchard Beach Public Works.
And what exactly did they do?
August 8, 2013 they drove a backhoe over my house. That same backhoe drove over my previous house on the same land April 2007. That same backhoe drove over my poultry barn and horse stables July 2001. July 2001 was the first attack.
Huge trucks, 18 wheel crate loading dump truck. Drove up into my land and dumps literal bags of garbage, that they had taken from the MERK. 7 trucks and many loads each. The end result was a pile of trash in my yard that was 30 feet across, 175 feet long and 12 feet deep. They buried my crops under piles of bags of garbage, stolen from the MERK garbage incinerator plant.
Who does something like this? And why?
I don’t understand any of this.
I don’t know who these people are or why they are doing this.
The police believe they have me mixed up with someone else and are intending to attack someone who is not me, but looks enough like me that they are my doppelgänger.
Even so... why would you do something like this to any one?
Evidence suggest I was not the intended target.
It doesn’t matter who the target was intended to be, these acts are downright awful. You shouldn’t o stuff like this to any one.
I am flabbergasted, that there are such evil people in this world that they would think to do things like this to other people.
How can some one be so vile, so demented, so twisted, so corrupted, so vengeful, so full of hate, so mentally deranged, so evil?
How do people like this even exist?
How can live with themselves?
Have they no guilt? No shame? No feeling of remorse? No compassion?
What kind of mental disorder must one have, to concoct the type of harassment these people are carrying out?
I feel that these people, these bullies, these harassers, must be incredibly paranoid, to go to such extremes.
What possible perceived injustice are they retaliating against?
Several times now they’ve shouted out that I tried to kill one of them and that’ why they are doing this, but I’ve never tried to kill anyone. I don’t know who it is I’m supposed to have tried to kill, either. They’ve never said, save the blond woman who claims I tried to kill her husband, but I don’t know who she or her husband is.
They keep making the claim they are getting back at me for stuff I did to them in school, but they are in their late 60s to mid 70s and older, my mother is only in her 50s, she isn’t even old enough to have gone to school with any of them, so how could they expect me to be even close to old enough to have ever gone to school with any of them? Plus I never went to school. There was even a lawsuit between the town and my parents in the 1980s because my parents wouldn’t send me to school.
March 2015 was the massive attack, with an entire fleet of trucks, and drove over the Church of the Holy Rhinstone, a church that stood on my land, my garage which is why I no longer have a garage to put my car in, my 2 sheds both of which had my tractors and other garden/crop machinery in them at the time. And of course the razing of the land, the cutting down of the apple orchard - the VERY apple orchard planted in 1530 that this town was named after... he actual "old orchard" of Old Orchard Beach... the very original trees - huge massive apple trees over 400 years old. The grape vineyards, the cherry trees, the pears trees.
April 10, 2015, they returned, 4 police officer held me a gun point, while 10 other police officers held my children down with long poles with metal wire strangle loops on the end, and beat their faces in with cinder block bricks, knocking out every one of their teeth, breaking their jaws... POLICE OFFICERS DID THAT... while men they referred to as "Mark who needs no last name" and "Dan" stood there and told the police officers what to do, how to beat them, while "Mark who needs no last name" boldly bragged that he paid the Old Orchard Beach police $6million dollars to do this.
May 15, 2015... the heads, hands, feet, and intestines of my children were nailed to my door. Later that same day police officer W. W. came to my home begging for forgiveness and claimed that men he referred to only as "Mark and Dan" were holding his beloved mother-in-law hostage and torturing her, and he helped in the April 10, 2015 attack, only to save her life and get her back. He claimed he had no prior knowledge of what was going to happen, claiming that he'd been told they were only going to "scare" us. He said he had not expected anyone to get hurt, he had not known my children would be tortured and kidnapped, he had not known they were going to be murdered. He said he was scared for his life and lives of his family. And he said: "They form a small army, our department doesn't have enough man power to stop them, and every one in this town is too scared to fight back. You don't know what's going on. And I think they mixed you up with someone else. They didn't know you were the owner of this land. They didn't know that was your motorhome. They thought someone else owned this place. It wasn't even your family they were after. You were the wrong target. You don't know who these people are. What they've done to our families. This is the actual Mafia. The real deal. I'm so sorry. This is the address they sent us to. But they had a different name as the owner. This wasn't supposed to happen. They were after someone else. I'm so sorry. I couldn't let my family died. And now yours is dead instead. This wasn't supposed to happen." Officer W.W, made some very wild claims. I don’t know if I can believe what he said or not. But what he said, definitely seems plausible, at least the part about them mixing me up with someone else.
I’m wondering if they haven’t mixed me up with my uncle Bruce and his family, because Bruce WAS making the claim that HE owned my land, and he DID on several occasions set up massive rows of military tents on my land, and attempt armed take overs of my farm. He did it many times throughout the 1970s to 1990s, and in 1996 had tents full of bombs and assault rifles, and stood off against police for 9 months before the fire department finally drove him and his clan off my farm by driving the ladder truck over the military tents.
Bruce was big problem for many years. And it wasn’t just me he did this to. My neighbours on both sides of me, he did it to them too, AND, he used to go around town claiming he owned ALL THREE properties (144, 146, 146A) AND had many people in the town convinced that all 3 properties were all belonging to 1 family!
In the summer, he used to go to the Post Office and have them forward all of his mail to my mailbox, to try to further convince people he lived there.
Several various school years the school social workers would show up at my farm asking the whereabouts of Danny, Angela, Adam, Autumn, Amber, and Bonnie... a names of children who supposedly attended Old Orchard Beach school, but had never set foot in the school, and it turned out, actually lived in Utah many thousands of miles away, and he was using my farm address and my town’s school to get welfare checks for children, whom his ex-wife was ALSO getting welfare checks for in Utah! When they finally caught him he went to jail for welfare check fraud, fake address fraud, and home owner impersonation fraud, and had a $30,000 bail slapped on him.
My uncle Bruce and his friends, he/they WAS/ARE the right age range to have gone to school with these people, and Bruce was notoriously known as a bully, abuser.
...And you remember those 384 cats? Those where HIS cats. And he tortured them something fierce. He not only massively abused us children, he also abused animals as well, and was a cat hoarder of huge extremes. He used those cats for target practice, used them to train his dogs to kill, and used them to train a great horned owl he took with him when bird/rodent/rabbit hunting.
He was a horrible man and no one is upset to see Covid19 take him away.
He hurt a lot of people, a lot of children, and a lot of animals, especially cats. He was a monster in the truest sense of the word. He’s also the man who locked me in cages and tortured me.
All evidence suggests that this mysterious Mark and crew, are actually targeting my uncle Bruce and his group... especially with officer W.W.’s testimony sating that they were after the owner of my land and were shocked to learn, I owned the land, not the person they had believed owned it.
They also went after my neighbours on both sides of me harassing them in similar fashion, as well, and likewise thought all 3 properties belonged to 1 person and were all one land, not 3 separate lands owned by 3 separate people... which further points to Uncle Bruce who for years claimed all 3 lands were one plot and all owned by him.
Bruce was an evil vindictive bastard, and if he and his group were intended targets, well, it’s understandable why they are attacking with such ferocity. But the fact remains, Bruce’s crew never owned my land or the 2 neighbours lands to either side of me and we 3 neighbours spent years, constantly chasing and rechasing his crew and their acres of military tents out of our land.
So, when police officer W.W. says this Mark and crew aimed their attack at the “owner of the 3 properties, thinking all 3 were 1 and all owned by one person” and subsequently “attacked you by mistake, not knowing you were the actual land owner”... I believe him. I believe these harassers were after someone from my Uncle Bruce’s group and attacked my family by mistake, because they believe my Uncle Bruce when he made the claim to own not only my land but also the land of both my abutting neighbours.
According to Old Orchard Beach Police Officer W.W., I was NEVER the intended target and EVERYTHING that was done to my family, was SUPPOSED to be done to my Uncle Bruce and HIS family and his sister Barbie Jean and HER family... and I'll point out here, from a distance, me and my aunt Barbie could pass for twins, and like me, she collects and drives rare, antique, and custom cars; like me, she owns a motorhome.
March 31, 2015, 2 weeks before the kidnapping of my children, Barbie's son Scott was arrested and sent to prison, for selling drugs at the Scarborough Downs Horse Race Track.
We did not know that until a year later, June 2016, when FBI Agent Andy Drewer took over the case.
I've not had contact with Uncle Bruce, Aunt Barbie, Uncle David, Uncle Joey, Uncle David, Uncle Paul, or Aunt Lucy, or any of their children/my cousins since 1996. I've not seen or heard from any of them in nearly 3 decades. So I had no way of knowing any of the goings on, any of the arrests, or the fact that ALL of them are wanted by the FBI for various things. I had no idea Paul had gone to prison for building the 2013 Boston Marathon bomb and selling it to Isis. I had no idea Scott had gone to prison for selling drugs at the race tracks for a Boston mobster. I was unaware, their connections to Boston at all. Last I had heard, all of them lived in Utah, so I had no idea any of them were here on the east coast, in Maine, and the Greater Boston area.
...were all INTENDED to be done to daughters of my Uncle Bruce, one of who DOES live on Portland Ave, about 8 houses down from me, and ALSO owns a neon pink motorhome, also owned a lot of cats (I had 13 - she had 384 - she's a major cat hoarder)... and in 2018, everything that happened to me, happened to her as well, because that's when they realized, they attacked the WRONG woman on Portland Ave... the WRONG pink motorhome, the WRONG house full of cats (again - 13 cats is not hoarding, but 384 cats IS).
According to the police reports, they attacked her, because he father Bruce, in 2013 had gone to this Mystery Mark's house and trashed his construction equipment, and Mark's attack on Me was relational for that, except, he attacked the wrong person, he attacked me instead of Bruce's daughter 8 houses away.
I think officer W.W, is telling the truth, and I think he really is scared for the lives of his family and acted out of sheer terror April 10, 2015.
And I think that’s a problem.
Because if criminals are terrorizing police officers, than those officers can’t do their job.
Laws will NOT be upheld in a town, where the police are scared to enforce the law, scared of retaliation against their families, if they arrest criminals.
And that’s just wrong.
The police should NOT be terrified to do their jobs. They should not live in fear that their families will be killed by criminals, to the point that they start taking bribes from those criminals just to save the lives of their loved ones.
When police officers start doing that NO ONE in our town is safe any more.
We NEED police officers to enforce the law, to protect our families, to keep us safe... and when the officer officers are too scared to do that, that’s when it’s time for us residents, to take a good long look at WHY those officer are too scared to protect us any more.
This shouldn’t happen and it’s only happening because the residents of this town LET it happen.
The residents DO NOT support their local police and because of that the criminals are able to terrorize officers.
People officers can’t protect people they are scared of.
Police, should NOT be scared to protect the residents of their town. Criminals should not be allowed to have that much control of any town.
Police are scared to protect the residents of Old Orchard Beach, because they know, no one in this town has their backs.
They know, if they arrest criminals, they need witness to testify in curt, but no resident in this town has the balls to testify in court, and because of that, police have their hands tied.
As long as the residents of Old Orchard Beach, continue to NOT support the police of Old Orchard Beach, the criminals will continue to manipulate the police into fear.
You the citizens of Old Orchard Beach have the power to change this.
Help the police to help you.
You don’t have to live in fear of criminals any more.
You can take charge of your life.
You can speak up.
Let your voice be heard.
The police NEED our support.
Through your support, you CAN help the police put an end to this dynasty of crime that has terrorized our town for way too long.
Stop being spineless weaklings.
Stand up for yourselves.
Stand up for your families.
Stand up for your children.
Old Orchard Beach, used to be a great town. In 2007 we had 2 million tourists every day. 12,000 year round residents.
Now look at it since 2010. More than half the town businesses are closed and empty. Only 3,000 year round residents now. And now the town struggles to gain 10,000 tourists ALL YEAR TOTAL.
What caused the death of Old Orchard Beach in 2010?
The death of our town’s #1 tourist attraction: The World’s Most Haunted Car, The REAL Christine... my 1964 Dodge 330, that was cut in half May 2010.
The attraction that brought 2 million DAILY to our beach was destroyed, by these very same men, who’ve done everything else that was done to me. And WHY should 2 million people visit our town, when the thing that brought them here, was destroyed by the town manager himself?
1 million 999,000 tourists no longer come to our town.
Tourists KNOW they are not safe in a town where police are terrified of the residents.
WHY should tourists trust police to protect them, when the residents can trust police?
Can you not see the mass destruction these criminals have unleashed on our town?
OPEN YOUR EYES AND LOOK AROUND YOU!
More than half the business are gone, empty, shut down, dead. Old Orchard Beach has become a ghost town.
300 businesses gone, empty.
9,000 year round residents gone, driven out for being too gay or too black or too transgender or too Muslim or too Jewish or too Native American.
Look what happened to Old Orchard Beach’s BLACK school teacher... Google it.. it made international headlines... 10 year old students from Kennebunk school smashed her car and painted swastika all over her house. She taught in Kennebunk school, but she lives on my street. Her family has been treated just as deplorably as mine.
THIS is what our town has become because the police are too scared to stand up to criminals, because they fear the backlash on their own families.
All of this is so many levels of wrong.
Keep in mind the "Too Gay For Old Orchard Beach" court case started BECAUSE of that June 2015 and September 2015 attack by police officers, looking for cannibals in my garden, and digging up every inch of my yard with a fleet of steam shovels and bulldozers and backhoes.
And it WAS revealed in court that the Old Orchard Beach Town Hall, was suing me BECAUSE a town hall employee had read the Quaraun novels, and assumed that the ONLY reason I would write a transgender character was if I was myself transgender... they used a novel I wrote about and Elf Wizard as EVIDENCE to try to prove I was a gay man disguised as a woman because an Elf in the novel was a male to a female transvestite.
AND, they dug up my yard looking for evidence of cannibals, BECAUSE of the Quaraun novels, and they CLAIMED to have evidence of REAL cannibals in the area and the REAL version of the disease in the Quaraun novels... BUT... the police officers REFUSED to bring that evidence forward in court, so the judge threw out their accusations of cannibalism, and I throw a counterclaim of gay rights discrimination at them because they had claimed, gay men were not allowed to own property in Maine and they took my land, for 8 months... yes... the town TOOK POSSESSION OF MY FARM claiming that gay men were not allowed to own property in Old Orchard Beach, Maine, which is WHY, I marched naked through the town to the town hall, to PROVE to the court, I was a natural-born female... that's how the judge came to hand the deed to my land back to me and then tell me how to take this to superior court to get that gay discriminating law overturned... which we did October 21, 2016.
And the ring leader is still not caught. My uncles, they only kept a 10% cut of the money. The rest went to the man they took orders from. A man they refereed to as: "Mark who needs no last name". That's what they called him, He came every month to pick up the money and give them new orders. When I asked who he was, they said: "Mark", I asked "Mark who?" and they said: "Mark who needs no last name, he runs this town. Every one knows him." I don't know him. I don't know his last name. But I'd recognize him if I saw him again. And I have. In 1991, when I asked that question, he looked like Bo Duke, John Snyder, could pass for his twin, only smaller. He barely came up to my uncle Bruce's shoulder, so he must have been 5'8 to 5'10".
I saw him again, March 2015, he's the man who was driving a navy blue pick-up truck. Drove it up into my driveway, and was ordering the police officers where to dig for cannibals. If there ARE bodies buried on my yard, HE would know, because HE - "Mark who needs no last name, he runs this town. Every one knows him." - is the ONLY person who could have put them there.
He showed up again June 2015, this time he was driving a green construction, dump truck, with a silver and black stripped hood. He drove it up in my driveway, pulled a rifle out from under the seat and started shooting at me.
He showed up again, September 12, 2015, with a 4-door white pick-up truck- one of those mega big mega sized ones, and a large crowd of people. They were chanting "Too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach" and accusing me of being a male disguised as a woman. Had police officers again, and said: "I pay you $6million a year to keep what I do out of the news. Don't you dare defy me." when the officers left his group to stand in my yard and form a wall of officers between me and the crowd to protect me from "Mark who needs no last name, he runs this town. Every one knows him." and his fellow attackers.
This all started because we started construction of a house on my land, and he went nuts the day we started the foundation... in a new location, NOT in the location where the original house was.
He went totally out of his mind, telling police there were 500 human bodies buried on my land.
Police did find something... and the town went silent with terror... we have video footage of what they dug up... a huge rusted oil barrel... full of bones... FBI estimated it had been buried there in the mid-1950s.
But the ONLY person who knew where to look, was the person who told police it was there: "Mark who needs no last name, he runs this town. Every one knows him."
No one else suspected there was a giant oil drum full of bones buried in my yard.
I've lived here since 1975, and no one put it here since I was here. It was already here before I bought this land. And the foundation for the house was a slab, not a cellar, so we would not have dug down deep enough to find it, and had "Mark who needs no last name, he runs this town. Every one knows him." not arrived with the claim cannibals lived here and buried bodies on my farm, no one would ever have dug that deep to look, and with house on top of that very location, those bodies would have remained buried forever.
I don't who this man is or why he thinks he knows me or why he seems to think I know him and why he is so hell bent psycho crazed deranged full force attack mode in endless steady constant non-stop attacks on me, my farm, and my family.
The stuff being done to me and my land is absolutly ridiculous on levels that defy any form of logic.
And... really? There are 500 humans buried on my farm? What nonsence is this?
If you KNOW there are bodies buried here, why've you said nothing before and HOW do you know?
I've known about the bones in the ravine since the 1980s and I've told dozens of people about them over the years. I couldn't remember the exact location and I went out into he woods looking for those bones daily for almost 30 years before I finally found where they were and took video footage of them, because no one believed they were there. No one, not one single person in 30 years believed me or would help me look for them, and it wasn't until the June 19, 2016 livestream that people finally believed me, when they saw the bones for themselves.
I was a witness, but even I couldn't locate the exact spot and it took me 30 years to find it.
So, HOW did this man, whom, had never set foot on my land since the 1975 that I had been here, how was he suddenly able to drive up in here with a full SWAT team... yes a SWAT team... and point to the EXACT spot where that barrel of bones was?
How is that possible?
The only way he could have known the exact spot with such minute precision is if he put those bones in that barrel himself.
Why did he never mention the bodies before? If they knew they were there, all those years, WHY didn't he mention it BEFORE we started construction of our house? He panicked. He was terrified those bodies would be found by the foundation dig crew, so he brought police up in here to stop the construction of my house, to look for bodies in my yard, but... he knew EXACTLY where to look. How did he know THAT?
If you are wondering, where in my yard the barrel. of bones was dug up... it's the exact location my motorhome is sitting right now... and where those 2 big Hamas and eye of grigori signs stand. I put those signs up as grave markers, for the dead who, have yet to be identified. We don't know who they were. But they were most definitely buried by cannibals. The damage done to their bones is testimony of that.
I've not been able to continue construction of the house, because no construction crew will get near my land since the oil barrel. was pulled up.
A steam shovel pulled it up, and when the driver saw what it was, he leapt out of the truck and ran out of the yard... and the rest of the Old Orchard Beach, Public Works crew, when they realized what was hanging off the steam shovel's bucket, they all ran screaming in terror, out of my farm as well.
The excavation equipment stayed in my yard for 6 months, untouched. They didn't dare to come back and get it. An entire fleet of big construction vehicles, standing like giant yellow dinosaurs in my yard all summer that year.
Bones scattered all over the driveway falling out of the giant oil barrel. that was hanging off the front of the steam shovel.
Police were so scared they didn't dare move the bones.
It was tourist attraction that year. I was recording when the barrel. came up and that YouTube livestream went viral because people watching it started Tweeting it out on Twitter.
All summer long I had people from all over the country, driving up in here to get pictures of the barrel. of bones, hanging half suspended over my farm.
That was 2015.
The 31 children of Goosefare Brooke Ravine, Blueberry Plains, Ross Forest, Old Orchard Beach, Maine was found a year later. June 2016. My dog Marcy found them. They'd been dug up by coyotes. That was also a YouTube livestream, and a Twitch livestream as well. I wasn't yet affiliate, the VOD is still on Twitch, though I set it to private, due to, you know, human body parts being dug up. We know who these bones were and who buried them here, and when. 458. The Cyr Clan. 1982.
Why is this happening?
Events I write in my novels aren't as freaky as the real world goings on in our town.
What is wrong with these people?
I don't understand why they are doing any of this.
You people who rely on tourist income, you should more concerned than any one.
Are you REALLY going to sit back and let criminals, drug dealers, take over our town like this?
Our town used to be so full of life. Now it’s almost a ghost town.
Our town is dying and it’ll die completely if these criminals are allowed to continue killing it.
And now 2020 came on top of it. Had our town had the balls to stand up to crime lords, it would have survived 2020. But with so few businesses left now BEFORE 2020 hit, how did anyone expect it to survive something like 2020.
You kissed the almighty tourists ass, and bowed before your lords and masters, men who had you by the balls and had you too scared to stand up for yourselves, your families, your neighbours, your public servants.
Our town is dying and it is your own inaction that is to blame. You the residents of this town are allowing our town to die.
Those few of us, like myself, who don’t rely on tourist income to survive, we will continue on in this town, as numbers continue to drop, businesses continue to close... but what will the rest of you do?
We can already see the answer... head to Ross Road and take a look at The Reclaim Blueberry Plains.
Recognize the construction equipment? Yeah. Do you know the history of that land? ENDANGERED PROTECTED BY FEDERAL LAW Ivory billed Woodpeckers live there, in the ENDANGERED PROTECTED BY FEDERAL LAW 500 year old Great White Mast Pines... wait... there were fewer than 30 of those birds on the entire planet and now most of them are dead... their babied killed, as the trees came down.
Did you know the Ross Forest used to be a State Park back in the 1920s and 1930s? And that is WHY those 500 year old mast trees stood there.
Where are the trees now?
There is a 30 foot tall pile of sawdust in the middle of a 27 acre sand dune... the trees are gone, the birds are gone, the grass is gone, the blueberries are gone, the top soil is gone.
The very same construction equipment that razed my farm 7 years ago, just razed the blueberry plains 2 months ago, and no one person in his town had the balls to do anything to stop it, just like 7 years ago not one person in this town had the balls to help my family.
7 years ago, huge land movers owned by the town, razed my yard, cut down 400 year old apple orchards, 200 year old grape vineyards, and tossed into a wood chopper: $300,000 in rare hybrid long stem rose bushes. A road grader scraped off and stole 6 feet deep of the top soil, taking with it acres of spring bulbs, daffodils, tulips, crocus, hyacinth, snowdrops. They left nothing behind but a few inches of sand on top of ledge and bare rock.
Do you know what else is in those blueberry plains? WHY they are so desperate to uproot everything and run run it all through a sawdust chipper?
Take a closer look at that sawdust... it ain’t just trees. They are looking for and grinding up the bones.
GooseFare Brook Ravine is being ripped apart as they try desperately to find the other 2 cars full of sawed up bones. I only found one car full of bones. There are still 2 more out their, and they are ripping every last inch of ravine apart to hide the last piece evidence.
If you wanted to save the Blueberry Plains, you should have stood up to the men who murdered my family. If you had, the plains wouldn’t be a vast sea of sand and sawdust right now.
June 19, 2016... I did a very specific livestream. You see... A., D., B., and T. in the 1970s and 1980s, were in the habit of dragging big black trash bags into the forest, crossing my land to do it, and dumping those bags into the Goosefare Brook Ravine. In 1983, 3 snuck into Etiole's swamp and planted 3 acres of Marijuana. Someone found it and called the police, I don't know who... it was Maine's largest drug raid for decades. Many, many millions in plants where dug up and removed from Etiole's swamp. A few weeks later A, & D,s 10 year old daughter ran into my yard, touched my car on a dare from other children - the 1964 Dodge 330 former Old Orchard Beach police car, known by Stephen King fans as the REAL Christine, The World's Most Haunted Car... than jumped her bike, and sped down the road, as fast as she could, head on into a car coming the other way. She died instantly, he brain shattered all over the end of my driveway, and her mother A responded by the Battle of 458 - the biggest mass shooting ever in Maine history, that ended up with 3 Gypsy clans and 2 police departments, in a shoot out between 70+ adults all armed with guns. One of my cousins, an 8 year old boy, standing 3 feet from me, had his eye shot out by one of the bullets. While A ran around the street screaming: "FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shot another child.
"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child.
"FOUR! FIVE! EIGHT!" than shoot another child.
THOSE are the 31 children, whose bones were sawed up and tossed into the GooseFare Brook Ravine... yes, that DOES mean, police officers KNEW those children were there and covered it up. And I witnessed that entire event.
And THAT is WHY... when police officers murdered my family in 2015, I did a livestream, walking to the ravine, to show the world, where those bones were... because I'm sick and tired of the police corruption in this fucking town, and those sawed up bones of 31 children are PROOF of what this town government is like.... as are the heads of my children that were nailed to my door.
At the end of The Battle of 4-5-8... A. took 2 gas cans and poured them all over the big dome house, than set a match to it, and no one knew, why when she did her brother B., started running, jumped in his robin egg blue truck and backed down the driveway, hit Portland Ave doing 70 and didn't stop driving until the high speed chase caught him in CT... oh but we knew before he was out of sight, why he started running... the dome house went up like Hiroshima into a mushroom cloud that could be seen across the entire state... turns out there was a Meth lab in that house.
June 19, 2016... the livestream of the bones went viral, it's what made my YouTube channel suddenly explode overnight... and police officer W.W. upset, by the fact that, the livestream included the entire police call and response, and that response was to laugh and do nothing... fed up with the corruption in his department, he forwarded that livestream VOD to the FBI, and the FBI arrived in Old Orchard Beach, to dig up the Reclaim Blueberry Plains, and all hell broke lose in this town, as most of the police officers suddenly found themselves arrested. An entire new police force from out of state was brought in to replace the long time officers who had proven they could not be trusted to uphold the law. Many town hall officials and public works employees also found themselves arrested by the FBI.
June 26, 2016... barely a week later... the blond woman and the red haired Kendra woman showed up at my workplace, Scarborough WalMart, and tried to kill me, yet again... these are the same 2 woman who attacked me with golf clubs at Southern Maine Community College November 14, 2013... they left me for dead in 2013, I was paralized for 5 months. It took me 18 months to relearn to walk. I was out of the wheel chair, and I was without a walker, I was without a cane. I had almost fully covered from their November 14, 2013 attack with golf clubs... June 26, 2016, this time they attacked with shopping carts, and I'm now crippled for the rest of my life. They shattered 3 vertebra this time and it can't be operated on. I had to relearn to walk a second time, and I'm not yet recovered now in 2021. In 2013 they drove away in the 4 door white pickup truck. In 2016 they drove away in a gold Volvo SUV station wagon.
That blond woman and her red haired Kendra sister, they are wanted by the FBI for attempted murder of me and they are also wanted in questioning for being suspected of also being the murderers of my children.
I don't know who these 2 women are. They are complete and total strangers to me. If you know, the FBI wants your help in identifying them.
The blond woman shows up my driveway frequently, screaming and yelling, sometime accompanied by a small child, about 5 years old, that she pulls behind her in a red radio flyer wagon. She looks to be about 60 or 70. She often wears a denim button down shirt and jeans. She's prone to yelling at passing cars, while pointing up my driveway, and saying: "There's EelKat, she tried to kill my husband."
I've never tried to kill anyone, so is accusation is baffling at best.
She seems to think I know who she is, and has made the claim, that "I was that brat in school"... the red haired Kendra woman, sometimes with her, claims to be her sister, also appears to be 60 to 70 and also seems to think I know who she is, and frequently says: "You bullied me in school, but no more, I'm Kendra SilverMander it's my turn to shine."
They BOTH make the claim they went to school with me, and yet, I never went to school, a well documented fact... because I'm the child the FBI rescued in what the news media called "Maine's House of Horrors". I was locked in a cage when I was 8 years old. I was let out on Sundays, to go to church, and not allowed to speak or make eye contact with anyone, and this was only done infrequently, whenever church goers asked what happened to that girl you had. I was 31 years old when the FBI arrived, because of Heaven's Gate having killed 39 people, and my uncle being one of the members and self proclaiming himself as the leader of Heaven's Gate after Applewhite's death. To this day I still don’t know if he actually was a member and leader of Heaven’s Gate, or if he just claimed he was. He continued to claim he was the leader f Heaven’s Gate right up until his recent death from Covid19. The FBI was investigating the murder of 39 people in California, and had no idea they'd find children in cages in Maine as a result.
So you see, when the blond woman and her Kendra sister, make the claim they went to school with me and I was the class bully who beat them up, this is easily proven false, because the time period when I should have been in school, I was locked in a cage, being tortured by my sadistic uncle Bruce.
Also, they are in their late 60s to mid 70s... making them older than my parents, so how could I have been in school with them, even if I had gone to school? At best I would have been starting pre-school the year they would have been graduating high school.
These things they say about school, only further agrees with what police officer W. W. said May 15, 2015, when he made the claim, they had gotten me mixed up with someone else.
July 2016, a month after the shopping cart attack... yet another Old Orchard Beach police officer arrived, this one accompanied by 2 Biddeford officers, who had been former OOB officers... these 3 officers, had a vastly eye opening story to tell me.
They had been called to Old Orchard Beach, to my farm, to arrest me, a call made to them, by a man named Mark, whom one of these officers, claimed was his brother in law. This Biddeford officer, said he requested to transfer ot of Old Orchard Beach department years ago, because his sister (whom he claimed he suspected, but could not prove was the blond woman whom had attacked me at WalMart) was quote "trying to control the town" he said "treats Old Orchard Beach like a dynasty, thinks she's a duchess, has severe mental disorders, and thought she could buy the police department". He went on to say, she got in with the real Mafia years ago and went to her head, and now she thinks she IS the Mafia and most of Old Orchard Beach's business owners, especially the motel owners are scared shitless of her, because they believe her claim to be Mafia. He went on to say, she's not Mafia, but she's good at convincing people she is and stated "I wouldn't murder beyond her. She'd do it just to prove she is Mafia." He said he transferred out of OOB department to Biddeford department because he was fed up with how easy it was for her to get every officer to do anything she asked. He said "the corruption in that department runs deep; don't cross her or any officer she controls; they WILL kill you and every around you. You don't know who her husband is. He doesn't just control that town, he controls half the state."
What he was telling me was bizarre on extremes, but even more bizarre was the live feed radio call, that he had me listen too, as it was happening, on my farm in Old Orchard, while I was at my dad's house in Biddeford.
He said: "The Old Orchard Department called me, asked me to come over here. Buddy Will wanted to prove you were not in Old Orchard and that Mark has you mixed up with someone else. That fucking bastard is crying wolf and trying to frame you, we can prove it right now. We are fucking feed up WolfBoy."
He turned on his radio, so I could hear. A what I heard... a man whose voice I do not recognize, yelling at a Officer W.W. and saying:
"That is Wendy, arrest her now! That is EelKat. She tried to kill me."
While officer W.W. and another officer, told the man: "his isn't Wendy. We have officers with her right now. Who tried to kill you? Wendy? Or THIS woman right here?"
"This woman right here! This is EelKat I tell you! Arrest her! What do you think I pay you for! You aren't allow to defy me! I own this town! You are my slaves. I command you to arrest her!"
W.W.: "This isn't EelKat. This isn't Wendy. I've known her for years. And right now, she's on the other side of the state. With 3 officers, listening to you right now. You are NOT the law. We've had it with you. You don't own me. And you've mixed her up with someone else. You've been harassing the wrong damned person. You dare call us about Wendy ever again, and I will personally arrest you for false reports, than I'll tell them everything. You'll never see the outside a prison for the rest of your life when I get done with you. You fucking leave this woman alone. You destroyed her life, because you couldn't tell her apart from someone else."
I used to aqua jog, mountain climb, horseback riding, and I hiked 13 miles a day. And in the blink of an eye, that lifestyle was taken away, and every day was struggle, just to sit up and breath, with no hope of ever walking again. I defied doctors. It's been 8 years and I can move around the house by holding on to things and I now can walk again, at the moment only short distances outside with a cane, and the hope is to continue to improve. I still have a long road of recovery ahead. But I'm walking again, something that 8 years ago, doctors said would never happen.
My farm was razed.
My family was murdered.
I was 5 months paralysed, and had to relearn to walk. It was 8 years ago and I'm not yet fully recovered due to 3 inoperable vertebrae and hip dysplasia. November 14, 2013, 10PM, at WalMart, while putting bags of groceries in the back seat of my car, I was attacked by 3 rapists armed with metal golf clubs, who left me parallelized, in a wheel chair, broken spine, broken hip, broken pelvis, broken knees, serve nerve damage to my left side limiting the use of my left hand, my bladder incontinent from nerve damage, they left me for dead, and I had doctors telling me I would never walk again.
There's more that has happened. A lot more.
* The thousands of gallons of sewage they pumped into my motorhome in 2015.
* The cats. the Ptarmagin cats. World famous groups of cats. You remember them. If so, you remember what these people did to those cats. Poisoned. All dead the same day. 12 cats. Dead to what the vet described as: "enough poison to kill a great dane".
* My horse, she had her head beat in with a rock.
* My bantam roosters... 70 pet roosters, hung by their necks in rope nooses in my rose bushes.
* A bomb blowing up my house October 16, 2006.
* My dad put in a coma May 9, 2006.
* A home break in April 2007 that left everything in my house smashed by baseball bats.
* My brother’s meal at McDonald's poisoned with LSD and Molly almost killing him November 17, 2016.
* Boards full of nails across my driveway.
#If you read my daily blog, it keeps a list of each new attack, every day, spanning 7,300 days... 7,300 such events, since June 2001 when they first started.
Endless, counted and record, daily harassment, that has spanned 7,300 days.
This man Mark, his blond woman, her red haired Kendra sister, and the bald man who drives the 4 door white pick up truck... THEY have committed 7,300 crimes, acts of harassment, since June 2001, and those 7,300 harassment attacks are JUST the ones they’ve done to me... it does NOT include the daily attacks they have done to 140 OTHER families in this town.
An evil walks among us.
Two men and two women, workers of iniquity, vile doers of evil. Utterly inhuman monsters spewed out of the mouth of Hell itself.
They beat a path of destruction across our town.
They leave a trail of bodies every where they walk.
They are a curse upon our town, destroying everything they touch.
June 2021 will be the 20th anniversary of the endless daily attacks they wielded out on my family for no reason at all other than THEY ARE PURE EVIL.
They call Etiole a demon, but they should look in the mirror at themselves, because their acts are nothing less than purely demonic.
Just look at what they did to the cats... that one event alone screams servant of Satan.
THIS is the man who controls the police. He bullies the police into
doing his will.
Look at the land on
Portland Ave. Deed restricted to no more than 5 houses... how many
houses are going up in under an acre across from my driveway? It's
calling the town hall code office into signing illegal deeds.
Do you remember the
back hoe on my house? Did you know the town hall signed the paperwork
for that? And neither him nor the town hall were aware it was MY name
on the deed, because they NEVER CHECKED THE ACTUAL deed. They simply
believed the word of my uncle Bruce, who at the time was claiming to
be my father Ken.
Keep in mind, this
mystery Mark, is the OWNER of the 14 child prostitution rings the FBI
shut down. I was one of those Smithwheel Road girls... I went the
police about it in 1987. The FBI raid happened in 2016... the police
did NOTHING to help us girl's raped daily by the men, brought in by
this Mark person.
This man makes
$12,000 for EVERY 15 minutes his priests buy with those 8 year old
I was one of those
girls, that WHY I know this man's face, and that's WHY he bends over
backwards to kill everything and everyone I love... because he has
thousands of rape charges against, rape of children 4 to 12 years
old... he knows he'll get life in prison, if I ever see his face
Abuser of animals.
Abuser of children.
online... guess what the IP address is for MOST of the harassers.
Portland Ave. That's not only local... that's ... oh look... I see a
back hoe parked in that driveway. That says something doesn't it? It
says that the harassers online are THE EXACT SAME PEOPLE harassing me
Do you remember the
The one who used to
ride around Old Orchard Beach in the scoop of a back hoe, THAT, back
hoe... raise if you remember what happened to that dog, June 2001.
Don't remember? I do. That tree his head was nailed to, was in my
yard. That blond woman who wields golf clubs in 2013 and shopping
carts in 2016... she's the one who put that dog's head there.
She is Satan
Look at what she
does to animals.
Look at what she did
to that dog.
Look at what she did
to my cats.
No one who abuses an
animal, is a good person.
No one who kidnaps
12 cats, puts them in a motorhome, take a Blow Brother's sewage truck
and pumps thousands of gallons of human feces, into the motorhome, to
try to drown the cats, than try to blame me for it, is anything less
How did they get
access to a Blow Brother's sewage waste truck? Oh wait... who is on
the town council again? Name of Blow, happens to own Blow Brothers,
and lives next door to me, so only had to drag the truck's pump house
50 feet to stuff it in a window of my motorhome.
Be sure your in will
find you out.
The blond woman, is
the worst of the 4, and a Biddeford police officer, suspects she may
be his sister, because he claims his sister lives in Old Orchard
Beach and has done hundreds of things like this to hundreds of other
people, before these things started happening to me.
She belongs in a
straight jacket, and if you know who she is, FBI Agent Andy Drewer
wants to know.
#FBI Agent Andy
Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of
everything in this case. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322
Don't want to call?
Federal Bureau of Investigation, 100 Middle Street, Portland, Maine
04101-4100 is the mailing address.
If you know the
identity of this mystery "Mark" call FBI agent Andy Drewer
and tell him.
If you know the
identity of this mystery blond woman call FBI agent Andy Drewer and
If you know the
identity of this mystery red-haired Kendra Silvermander woman call
FBI agent Andy Drewer and tell him.
If you know the
identity of this mystery bald man who drives the 4-door white pick up
truck call FBI agent Andy Drewer and tell him.
If you have ever
been witness to ANY of these attacks on my family call FBI agent Andy
Drewer and tell him what you saw.
If you have ANY
information about ANY of these events, either the online harassment
or the offline harassment, call FBI agent Andy Drewer and tell him.
#If these people
have done ANYTHING to YOU... the FBI investigation, is of the entire
town, not just my family, they are also investigating the inaction of
the Old Orchard Beach Police, the actions of the Old Orchard Beach
Town Hall, the actions of the Old Orchard Beach Public works, the
actions of several Old Orchard Beach hotel and motel owners, the
actions of at least one Old Orchard Beach camp ground owner, the
actions of at least 4 of Old Orchard Beach's
120 other Old Orchard Beach families who ALSO have been attacked
daily/weekly/monthly for decades same as my family, and several
people suspected in a massive Greater Boston Area Heroine Drug Ring
that is sourcing their drugs from Old Orchard Beach somewhere on
Portland Ave... 64 residents involved in the investigation already
have all given alarmingly similar testimonies of Mafia thugs hurting
their families, and it is suspected by the FBI, that the Boston Mafia
is connected to this case... This is NOT JUST an investigation of the
murder of my family. This is a MASSIVE investigation of THOUSANDS of
attacks committed on HUNDREDS of families in Old Orchard Beach, and
hundreds of other families throughout Maine, New Hampshire, Quebec,
and The Greater Boston Area.
The FBI advices,
that if these people have hurt your family: **DO NOT CONFRONT THEM -
THIS IS THE ACTUAL MAFIA THAT IS BEING INVESTIGATED AND THEY WILL
KILL YOU, JUST LIKE THEY DID MY FAMILY.**
At least 7 Old
Orchard Beach Police Officers and 3 Old Orchard Beach Town Hall
Employees have already been arrested for their involvement in dealing
drugs, harassing residents, and accepting bribes from the Boston
The FBI needs YOUR
help to bring these terrorists down and run them out of our town once
and for all.
If you have **ANY**
information, no matter how small, that you think may be connected to
this case, call FBI agent Andy Drewer and tell him.
Do your duty and
make this town safe again... he has our back, even if the local
police do not. he WILL help you. If you are getting no where with the
police, call FBI agent Andy Drewer and tell him.
Help him to help
Help him clean up
These people are
They've run our town
for far too long.
The police don't
have the balls to protect us.
You don't have to be
scared of the police any more.
Go over their heads
to the FBI.
The FBI WILL help
you, where the police have not.
Put these criminals
behind bars where they belong.
#If you have ANY
information about ANY aspect of this case, FBI Agent Andy Drewer out
of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of everything in this
case. He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322
Don't want to call?
Federal Bureua of Investigation, 100 Middle Street, Portland, Maine
04101-4100 is the mailing address.
We are fast upon the 20th anniversary of daily endless harassment, at the hands of these 4 vile scum bags.
We don’t even know who they are.
They attack us with no motive. No reason. No cause. They attack simply because they are sadistic and take gluttonous delight in hurting others.
June 2021, marks the anniversary of 20 years of hell my family has been subjected too.
All because this man, this mystery Mark, whose last name seems to be known to the police but is still unknown to me and man whom I've never seen or met - he keeps his face covered whenever he shows up... mistook me for someone else... and police officers and town hall workers and public work employees.
Welcome to Old Orchard Beach... this is NOT the way life should be, you know it.
What these people did to me, should never have happened, and according to the police, it's been happening for 50+ years to hundreds of people, hundreds of families, in this town, and every one is too scare to talk about it or fight back to stop it. That NEEDS to change.
The corruption in our town, needs to stop... but it won't end, until every last person who is being harassed by these people stand up, put their foot down, and say enough is enough, we ain't gonna take this any more.
We the people of Old Orchard Beach need to take back our town.
Everything you do, returns to you.
For every evil you commit, you WILL be haunted by it, tormented by it... your own guilt will eat away your mind and utterly destroy you.
Every good deed is the same.
You reap what you sow. The more good you do, the more you are blessed and rewarded.
I am greatly blessed, for I do not have a guilty conscience.
I can sleep at night, knowing I did no wrong.
The truth will set you free.
You can't hide in the shadows forever, the light of the sun will eventually find you and expose your sin.
Will you be able to live with your own guilt?
Did you know, we believe there is no Heaven or Hell. We believe, that our spirits live on, but that our actions in life determine, the state of spirit exists in.
We believe that Heaven is not a physical place, but rather a state of mind that your soul fills with after death.
Likewise we believe the same of Hell.
Hell, is a place of empty darkness, within your soul.
The more harm you do to those around you, the emptier your soul becomes.
What you did to me, my family, my house, my farm, my cars, my cats... all of it... every hateful act wells up inside you, consuming you, and when you die, it will envelope you, and you will feel, every pain I felt, every pain my family suffered, every agony my pets suffered at your hands. You'll feel it ALL... all our suffering, all our sorrow, all at once, every day, for eternity. THAT is Hell. And that is where every one of you who ever hurt any creature on this planet, that is the Hell that awaits you.
That is the Hell you will NEVER escape.
All that you do, good or bad, is mirrored back on you.
For every good deed you are rewarded seven fold.
Give $10 to the homeless, you'll find $70 mysteriously come to you in return.
7 years ago a back hoe was driven over my house, and now a tornado, has dropped a back hoe on your house.
7 years ago, huge land movers owned by the town, razed my yard, cut down 400 year old apple orchards, 200 year old grape vineyards, and tossed into a wood chopper: $300,000 in rare hybrid long stem rose bushes. A road grader scraped off and stole 6 feet deep of the top soil, taking with it acres of spring bulbs, daffodils, tulips, crocus, hyacinth, snowdrops. They left nothing behind but a few inches of sand on top of ledge and bare rock.
Now this week, 7 years later, a crew of huge land movers, clear cut 72 acres of protected town owned forest, 500 year old endangered pines, rolled back all the top soil, leaving it in a huge 50 foot tall mound, leaving behind a desert wasteland... that is all that left of The Reclaim Blueberry Plains, on this the 7 year anniversary of the razing of my farm.
Those who laughed, when others warned 7 years ago, what Etiole would do, aren't laughing any more, now that 7 years is here, are they?
The 7th anniversary of my family's murder is still a year away.
And the 7th anniversary of my beaten, left for dead, and crippled a 2nd time is still two years away.
Etiole's not done with this town yet. Far from it.
You can't bribe an archangel or a demon, whatever you wish to believe he is. He's not a scared police officer or a greedy town official. He's not even Human.
How do you plan to reason or bargain with a creature from another dimension?
Angels and Demons are bound by laws of justice. They can't be bribed like a human.
Tick tock, tick tock, 7 years are almost up.
*"Look to the frogs, they will be the first to go.
Where the frogs go, the bees soon shall follow.
Than 130,000 Americans will die in a single day.
Then human will breath a sigh of relief, thinking the worst is over, but we have not yet begun, the worst is yet to come."*
A world wide extinction of frogs has already happened... and it WAS followed by a mass extinction of bees. On July 4, 2020 the world was shaken to it's core when 130,000 Americans died in a single day, from Covid19. 2021, sees humanity breathing a sigh of relief that the worst, but according to what Etiole said 3 decades ago... the worst has not yet begun, something far greater than Covid19 is about the bring the Human race to it's knees. The time or date is unknown, a few weeks, a few years, we don't know, nor did he say what was coming.
You always hear people talk about their god being a passive god who, stands back and watches from afar. Your god sounds lazy and incompetent.
My god is very active, wields physical justice that can be witnessed by all, dishes out great rewards in exchange for kindness and good deeds, while plowing through sinners and workers of evil with a vicious vengeance. My god doesn't hide in the shadows and leave my prayers unanswered.
I hold no alliance to any religion.
My allegiance is to The One God and his army of archangels, because they have proven themselves, time and time again, to be the most powerful beings this world has ever known.
I have witnessed the power of angels.
I've seen their many wings, heavy laden with shinning feathers, and bright eyes upon each one. Eyes that see through time, through walls, across nations, forward and backward.
They see all.
They know all.
You can hide nothing from them.
Nor can you hide from them.
They see your sin.
They see your works of evil.
They see your compassion.
They see all your good deeds.
And they reward and punish accordingly.
I was raised a 5th generation FLDS Mormon.
I attended 12 years of Calvinist Seminary/Bible College.
And I met Etiole and set him free. In exchange, he taught me the rites and rituals of Voodoo and Enochain Angel Magic.
I believe in the power of angels.
Through faith, all things are possible.
Believe and anything can happen.
I've seen the power and glory of the archangels.
I know without a doubt, that not even every human on the planet gathered together, has even a sliver of the power of just one angel. And I have Etiole and his entire army on my side.
People fear Etiole. Call him a demon.
But they have no reason to.
Etiole is kind and gentle and loving.
Etiole is only dangerous to evil doers who seek to harm those he loves.
Etiole protects his own, as would any moral, decent man.
If you have love, kindness, good thoughts, and compassion in your heart, than you would never seek to do evil. You would never commit sin. And you would never have any reason to fear Etiole.
Your fear of Etiole, exists only because you have hurt me or my family, and you know in your heart of hearts that Etiole WILL come for you.
Etiole is immortal. You can not harm him.
Etiole walks through time. He moves through solid walls, like they were not there. He moves in the blink of an eye, one second here, one second there tens of thousands of miles away. For this reason, you not hide from him, nor can you out run him.
Time. Space. Physical walls. They mean nothing to an archangel.
He is not flesh as humans know it. He takes a solid form, when that is his will. But he can walk out of that flesh, and exist as nothing more than a glowing beam of bright blue light.
He can look like anything or anyone.
I've seen his snake form, his white owl form, his white monkey form, his black shifting shadowy goo under your bed form.
If you want to fear him, he can be fearsome and will be that, if you are deserving of his fear.
He appears to me, as a little man, kind and gentle. I've never had reason to fear him.
But there are throughout Maine, more than 7,000 witness testimonies, from others whom have seen him, and describe him as a huge beast, a demonic creature, with a maw full of many rows of piranha teeth, and sharp eagle's talons on his hands.
I've seen him take that form, in his den in The Reclaim Blueberry Plains, near the graves of the children, whose bodies were sawed up, put in black plastic bags, stuffed in the trunk of 3 cars, and those cars buried in the Goosefare Brooke Ravine.
He takes that form there, because the souls of 31 dead, murdered children, scream out from the ravine of The Reclaim Blueberry Plains, crying for justice, crying for their murderer to be revealed.
He takes that fearsome form, at the ravine, because he has absorbed the souls of those murdered children, and their pain, their suffering, their agony, screams out from within him.
He has guarded their mass grave, their sawed up pieces, in black plastic bags, in the trunks of 3 cars, at the bottom of the ravine, since The Cyr Clan dumped them there, in the 1970s.
Etiole appeared in The Ross Forest, September 23, 1978... his spirit was pulled into our physical plain, by the screams of the souls of The White Monkey Children.
He is a Guardian Angel, an Avenging Angel, who rose up in our town for one purpose and one purpose only: To protect the children who were victims to a horrible group of people.
I was one of those children.
We children who were raped, caged, and tortured by evil men, we begged and we pleaded for help. And no human would help us.
No police officer.
No town manager.
No town council men.
We escaped again and again, and we begged every adult we could find in this town, to please help us. Please end our suffering.
But punishment for escape, was death, and being buried by Anne, Bryan, Donald, or Troy at the bottom of that ravine.
As more of us were killed and buried and no help from the men of the town came, we turned to god, we pleaded and begged, send us angel to punish the men who torment, torture, rape, and murder us.
That's when Etiole appeared.
He came in answer to our prayers.
Of more than 140 of us children who were tortured by those evil men, I am one of the last 2 still alive.
There were over 200 of us in 1975 when they started tossing our bodies in the ravine.
Now in 2021, only 2 of those children remain. And I am one of those 2.
That is why Etiole protects me.
He will never leave me.
He will never forsake me.
We children summoned him in our terror and by the blood of my cousins who lay dead at bottom of that ravine, Etiole draws his power.
And even centuries after I am gone, he will continue to guard this location, and he continue for thousands of years, to haunt the children and grandchildren of the men who tortured and murdered The White Monkey Children of Old Orchard Beach, Maine.
If you never hurt us, The White Monkey Children, you have nothing to fear from Etiole.
But if you were ever involved in any crime against any of us, in any way, at any point in our lives... woe unto and your family for 7 generations, for he will haunt you, torment you, and your children, and your grandchildren, and their children and their grandchildren, 7 times over.
Everything you have done to us, he will do to them, for the next 700 years. For that is what we 140 children asked him to do, when we summoned him, 50 years ago.
You may call him a demon, but children who summoned him, we know what he really is: he is our Guardian Angel.
HE is my religion.
HE is what I believe in.
#Update: April 23, 2021:
Did you see the nightly news.
Old Orchard Beach, Maine is in national news.
There he is. Crying for the camera.
The crocodile tears.
Standing in front of the world's famous world's largest anchor.
*I'm going bankrupt. Oh boo-hoo. I don't know what to do. I might lose my hotel. Boo-hoo, boo-hoo. I might have to sell my back hoe just to feed my family. All my millions. All my billions. My money is gone. I'm ruined. Ruined. Boo-hoo. Boo-hoo. Our 5 story hotel. 300 rooms. My poor wife has to clean all the linens herself, in our washing machine at home. Boo-hoo. Boo-hoo. I've had to sell most of my fleet. Boo-hoo. Boo-hoo. My beloved back hoe is all I have left and might have to sell her too. Boo-hoo, boo-hoo.*
Tick tock, tick tock, what is that I hear... could it be Etiole's 7 year clock?
No one is crying for you, jackass, the entire town claps and cheers in celebration at the fall of the Royal Family who has terrorized The Dynasty of Old Orchard Beach since June 2001.
How many familes have you made homeless.
How many pets have you killed.
You reap what you sow. And you've sewn a lot of evil on a lot of families, and God has heard our cries. God has seen our tears. God in enraged at the suffering you have cause for so many families, so many children, so many pets.
No good deed goes unrewarded by the angels of heaven.
And no act of evil, goes unpunished by the hand of God.
God has said enough is enough, you'll not my children any more. As you have done unto them, so shall the host of heaven cause to be done unto you.
You wave your Bible in the air, while stand in my driveway screaming "Too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach"... but did you ever read that Bible. The stories of the angels? You professed your Christianity, while committing heinous acts of terror on your town.
>>>*Their mouth hails God, crying Lord! Lord! But when he meets you face to face, he shall say, I know yea not, for you hurt these my children, the widowed, the orphaned, the homeless, the beggar, the enhungered. You cast them aside. You tortured and tormented them. You are as lukewarm water and I spit you from my mouth. You cried Lord, Lord, only to be seen pleasing to the eyes of man. By their their fruits, ye shall know them. You and your acts of evil, you are not my children and I hear not your cry. You spoke Lord, Lord, in words only, but your actions speak louder than your words. I cast you out from among me and shake your dust from my feet. You are but a wolf in sheep's clothing.*
Know ye not your Bible? Or do you wave it over your head just for show?
How many times does God say in the Bible say: "As ye have done unto my children, so to shall I do it unto thee, 7 times 7"*?
How many times did God say: "Love thy neighbour as thyself. Do good unto others, for all are my children."?
How many times did God command his army of angels, to destroy evil doers by the every same method the evil doers did, God said: "Measure by measure, judge not, least ye be judge with the same measuring stick, ye used to judge. As ye have judged them my children, so shall ye be judged 7 times over."
The Bible... perhaps, time would better spent reading it, than waving it over your head, Bible in one hand, rifle in the other, standing in my driveway screaming: "Too gy for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach."
Did you know not only am I NOT gay, but also, there is not one single, solitary verse in the Bible against being gay.
Our town is your dynasty no more.
Old Orchard Beach isn't run by you any more.
You can't buy the police any more.
Fuck you and your fucking back hoe, that you drove over my house with, and the houses of a 120 others in our town. Oh boo-hoo, you've gone bankrupt and might have to sell your back hoe to stay afloat. Fuck you. Fuck you back hoe. Burn in hell with it.
You and your back hoe made me homeless. Not fun when YOUR family becomes homeless is it?
Did you REALLY think you could hurt so many people and hide your sin from God?
God sees all. You hid nothing from him.
God knows your guilt.
We did nothing against you. We didn't even know you. Yet you in your arrogance tortured and tormented, targeted and harassed my family. You had no reason. You had no cause. You were blinded by your hate for gay people so much, that you saw gay people where there were none --- and you blamed it on God. You sad God told you to do it. No. He did not and you know it.
You do not do the work of God, you do the work of Satan. Did you not read where the Bible says: *"By their fruits ye shall know them. They pitter patter at night, to and fro, like Satan they come to kill, steal, and destroy, and they do in my name, they cry out Lord, Lord, but I know them not. They do no works by me, for they are the workers of iniquity. My children bring forth good fruits, They love one another as I have loved them."*
You know what you did to me, my family, my pets, my neighbours... 120 families in this town cry out to God for mercy, pleading for help, pleading for an end of your self-righteous reign of terror.
You blind hate. Baseless and bigoted has destroyed s many lives of so many families.
As you do unto me, on the 7th year anniversary, Etiole will do it unto thee.
April 2021 is here.
Happy 7 year anniversary.