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FICTION OF THE CELESTE BEALE AND THOMAS BEALE DIARY

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Big round table. :laughing7: That should spark a whole new direction of fiction for you. :laughing7:
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THE KNIGHTS...? Monty Python...? "NO score, but there's certainly no lack of excitement here..." from Monty Python & Philosophy: Nudge, Nudge, THINK, THINK! HEH...
 

Rebel - KGC said:
THE KNIGHTS...? Monty Python...? "NO score, but there's certainly no lack of excitement here..." from Monty Python & Philosophy: Nudge, Nudge, THINK, THINK! HEH...
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I just watched the MP & the Holy Grail again a few weeks ago.....still a classic. :thumbsup::laughing7: Now that you mention it I can picture Grandpa Risque arguing with the little French guy on top of the castle. :laughing7:
 

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The round table, a majestic slab of giant redwood anchored to a single pedestal at the center of Grandpa Risque's fabulous library. This giant slab was smuggled from the west along secret passage by thousands of willing Indians to the port city of St. Louis then overland upon the backs of thousands of African slaves all the way to Risque's. It is at this table that the SOB's (Sacred Order of Bloodlines) frequently hold meeting, all of them taking ritualistic turn reading tales of adventure and intrigue, one of them, a Mr. J. B. Ward, acting as secretary and recording the order's affairs in secret unintelligible scribe. Clay, Coles, Witcher, Jackson, Uncle Max, Uncle Buford, Uncle Morriss and his wife, Thomas J. Beale, and others no less distinguished, these are the Buffalo knights seated about this bloodless round slab of cypress, a large bowl of opium and an assortment of pipes from China positioned at its center.


By secret decree they refer to themselves outside of this room as The Saint Louis Corporation, founded in 1817 through the Second Bank of America while they were visiting associates and familiar battle grounds in New Orleans, a single finger held above each ear and a series of deep short grunts their secret greeting. Modern man is just now beginning to understand all that they influenced throughout the years, hence the true source of the covert abbreviation, “ S.O.B.”


The only known expert on this secret order in all the whole wide world summarizes that a fictional novel for parlor entertainment published in 1885 is in reference to this secret order, all of the publication's characters being a part of the extended Risque bloodline, this even including the main character Thomas J. Beale of Jackson Ward, Richmond, Virginia, the only Thomas J. Beale of record during the period. One can only speculate that this expert has sole access to all of the materials that were housed in grandpa Risque's fabulous library as he has yet to divulge his SOB sources, this perhaps, even including those secret unintelligible scribes of the secretary, Ward, the publication's acting agent. Ahhhh, the lore and romance of it all. Makes one feel so cozy all over. :laughing7:
 

bigscoop said:
The round table, a majestic slab of giant redwood anchored to a single pedestal at the center of Grandpa Risque's fabulous library. This giant slab was smuggled from the west along secret passage by thousands of willing Indians to the port city of St. Louis then overland upon the backs of thousands of African slaves all the way to Risque's. It is at this table that the SOB's (Sacred Order of Bloodlines) frequently hold meeting, all of them taking ritualistic turn reading tales of adventure and intrigue, one of them, a Mr. J. B. Ward, acting as secretary and recording the order's affairs in secret unintelligible scribe. Clay, Coles, Witcher, Jackson, Uncle Max, Uncle Buford, Uncle Morriss and his wife, Thomas J. Beale, and others no less distinguished, these are the Buffalo knights seated about this bloodless round slab of cypress, a large bowl of opium and an assortment of pipes from China positioned at its center.


By secret decree they refer to themselves outside of this room as The Saint Louis Corporation, founded in 1817 through the Second Bank of America while they were visiting associates and familiar battle grounds in New Orleans, a single finger held above each ear and a series of deep short grunts their secret greeting. Modern man is just now beginning to understand all that they influenced throughout the years, hence the true source of the covert abbreviation, “ S.O.B.”


The only known expert on this secret order in all the whole wide world summarizes that a fictional novel for parlor entertainment published in 1885 is in reference to this secret order, all of the publication's characters being a part of the extended Risque bloodline, this even including the main character Thomas J. Beale of Jackson Ward, Richmond, Virginia, the only Thomas J. Beale of record during the period. One can only speculate that this expert has sole access to all of the materials that were housed in grandpa Risque's fabulous library as he has yet to divulge his SOB sources, this perhaps, even including those secret unintelligible scribes of the secretary, Ward, the publication's acting agent. Ahhhh, the lore and romance of it all. Makes one feel so cozy all over. :laughing7:
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They were blamed for the bank FAILURE in Lynchburg, Va. in 1817; hence the "Trip", WEST...
 

Farmers & Merchants Bank; "Mayor" Robert MORRIS was on the Board of Directors...
 

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"Tick Tock, Tick Tock"; EA Poe is sweating profusely... Elvira (or is it, Vampira) will be here... SOON! Halloween is approaching... VOO DOO & sounds of THUMPING Drum beats abound...
 

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"EA, is MY diary ready, yet?" "NOPE", said EA, as his pet Raven flew around the room (Never More); "see those manuscripts... HANDWRITTEN, takes TIME!" "Manuscript 1 is your Diary; Manuscript 2 is The Diary of Thomas Beale, which I have to re-fine". "Gold Bug Cipher is around here, somewhere..." "HA!"
 

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EA is "remembering"... "I was a student at TJ'S UVA, living in 'The Village' in Room 13, on 'The Lawn' (WEST Lawn aka WEST Range aka ROWDY ROW). A student there in 1826... I slipped "LSD" in TJ's wine on July 4th, 1826; he was NOT amused. We were just celebrating the 4th, on the Lawn; LATER Sally visited me... a REAL "Boner"... WHOO! I left UVA, Dec. of 1826, as ppl were making me VERY nervous, & I was drinking VERY heavily. LATER, the students & "townies" named a "Drinking Hole" after me... POE'S, on 'THE CORNER'! "HA!"
 

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The star ship came down from the sky and took Thomas J Beale and the rest of the 30 away to some distant field. Dropping them off there they met Ward who was taken from some other paradox time string. The green forms slowly emerged from there ship and instructed Ward to wright a cover story and TJB to wright the ciphers about were the mother ship was hid within the mountain of soon to be Colorado State. Then they created a robot and dropped it off in Florida in a future time string that had not yet come to pass. This robot would keep the secret safe by telling people of the 21st century that the ciphers were just a dime store novel. Such control was give he, that the Governments of the world would say the same mantra as he had said. ( Its only a dime store novel ) over and over until all the world was brain washed.
 

"POE'S, the "Drinking Hole", was on 'THE CORNER' across from the OLD UVA Hospital, and the MAIN campus in MY time. It is now VERY haunted; I visited Rebel-KGC, when he was there for three months after birth in 1951... whispering my story into his little brain, for FUTURE use; I must return to my "old haunts" at UVA..."GOOSING" the students & professors, HA! Just wait until Halloween; 'Frats' are gonna go CRAZY! The RAVEN SOCIETY will be VERY active! HA!"
 

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NOW, POE'S is Eddy's Tavern; still on the "Corner"... HA! Wait until Halloween!
 

Now then... for DELIBERATE "entertainment", "google" THE LAST HAUNTING OF EDGAR ALLEN POE by Robert Ward!
 

bEAle Papers... EAP; Edgar Allen Poe, eh...?
 

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FURTHER... "google" Page 28 - The Beale Ciphers Analysis: The CASE for Edgar Allen Poe.
 

DYK...? EAP was in St. Louis, MO...? MAYBE, at the SAME time that Jean Lafitte was... (with a NEW name)!
 

"Grandpa."
"Yes, James."
"Could you go to your fabulous workshop and fabricate an iron box for me so I can proceed to put contents into it."
"Why?"
"Because I want to give it to the Harts so they can give it to the Oteys so the Oteys can claim the iron box and contents in my fictional story were real."
"Splendid idea! Absolutely splendid, indeed! I'll get right on it!"
"Thanks Grandpa!"
 

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