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Beljonde: Diversity Sucks!

Titel: Diversity Sucks

Myths and histories about diversity – a free text by Bertram Eljon Holubek, Version 2.0 2021

Diversity freaks claim that it's nice to mix people of different race and quality. The idea silently became a worldwide liberal dogma that hardly can be challenged. But just like for instance that old Christian geocentric model, it is obviously faulty. For dorks diversity seems to be solid ground, on which they can build a new world of the future. In reality diversity is like a swamp, with alien things lurking in the lair.

A mysterious Scene of Frank's Casket

Chapter Eight: The strangest Animal of them all

There are most strange stories of belief and superstition from the chronicles of the emperors of ancient Rome. Augustus and Nero were so far from the real god, that they thought of themselves as living gods. In comparison, the mythical Danish king Peace-Frodi also had his faults. But just to him the great maidens were spiritually much nearer, who operate mills that can procreate gold!

1. When Love and Inspiration unite

Una candida cerva sopra l'erba
verde m'apparve, con duo corna d'oro,
fra due riviere, all'ombra d'un alloro,
levando 'l sole a la stagione acerba.
Era sua vista sí dolce superba,
ch'i' lasciai per seguirla ogni lavoro:
come l'avaro che 'n cercar tesoro
con diletto l'affanno disacerba...
"Nessun mi tocchi" – al bel collo d'intorno scritto avea di diamanti et di topazi – "libera farmi al mio Cesare parve."
Et era 'l sol già vòlto al mezzo giorno,
gli occhi miei stanchi di mirar, non sazi,
quand'io caddi ne l'acqua, et ella sparve.

As a white doe, above a green lawn,
she showed off to me, with two horns of ore,
like resting at rivers. A ripe wreath she wore,
just as the sun rose, still dark was her dawn.
Her look was superb, and sweet as the light.
I followed her fast taking leave from my task.
She gleamed like white gold. I intended to bask,
break free from my coil and win luck and delight.
I took up her message: »May no one touch me.« She spake so with gems of superb quality.
»My Lord has decided to let me dwell free.«
And now it was noon. I tired to see.
My mind was admiring, without remedy.
I walked into water, since sunken was she.

This is the famous sonnet 190 of Petrarch, Italian: Petrarca. I have written a poetic translation into the English language; unlike my other translations given in this text, that try to be as accurate as possible. But just this short poem of that gallant Italian Renaissance poet is exceptionally fine and worthy. It reports of a true mystical experience that few readers could understand. Petrarch must have just had an exceptional good vision of the white goddess. She appeared to him at dawn. It is the time of day when she normally is strongest. She appeared to Petrarch as a white hind, as a doe that also could be another white animal. When Petrarch noticed her in his dreamy vision, a drive to get near to her took possession of him. Like a hunter he pursued her. But this felt like the greed of someone else. As he neared to her he saw that her neck seemed to be covered with jewels. She was telling him to spare her. Sofia Ewa is not anyone's prey. Her Caesar, who here is the Lord, had granted her the liberty of a rare and precious creature. In fact the White Goddess is my wife. When she talks to people – often with a mild voice – this is done with the help of the 16 millions of energy condensers covering her skin. Petrarch had no understanding of this kind of technology.

British readers may know much the same story from the poem ›Whoso List to Hunt‹, written by the late Sir Thomas Wyatt after the above poem of Petrarch. His sonnets paraphrase, or maybe plagiarize, the verses of Petrarch. Mr. Wyatt 'liked to hunt' in his younger years, but not so much deer in the woods of king Henry-8. In another famous sonnet of his, called ›They flee from me that sometime did me seek‹. he recalls that his love life had been better in his younger years. As a poet of exceptional quality, Mr. Wyatt must have made the same experience that Petrarch had made before. He met the living source of his inspiration and was like banned by her magic. To him however the Goddess did not dare to show off so clearly. The ageing Thomas got tired of 'hunting' her. One reason must have been that the name Thomas links to the Grey Ga-Toma.

We might call Petrarch the single most famous Italian poet of all time. Dante is still better known to the international public, but that is due to the fact that Christian religion still dominates most of the heads in charge. Dante searched for the love of his dead paramour and got lost in his fantasy heaven. His fantasy world resembled of that of the antique poet Virgil, it was filled with gods and spirits. Petrarch for a change knew that there exists, in the real world, only one great goddess with strange objectives and features. However, her answer to his charms had been a constant refusal. Some experts call this petrarchism. The poet contemplates his love for a dame always remaining out of reach for him. This had already been the great mystery of the knights and minnesingers of the Middle Ages. Who was that mysterious dame really? It is typical for modern experts of poetry that they hardly ever get to the idea that a living goddess might be at the centre of all these myths. Since they didn't sense the Goddess, such poems made too little sense to them. They wrote many books and theses about the formal aspects of such poems. Here and there some of them must have sensed that powerful but yet incomprehensible magic. It happens when love and inspiration unite.

2. Strange monster stories from Ancient Rome

Other than Julius Caesar, Augustus had not been a rash darkling. His eyes were bright, his hair was auburn, his head looked big and intelligent. He lived in an era when people used to believe in tales of the titans and giants of old time. The giants allegedly had been killed by Zeus or Jupiter, the father god, after they had started a rebellion. Zeus had slain allegedly many of these with his lightnings. Like his predecessor Caesar, Augustus knew that he had reason to fear the phenomena of the sky. Once a lightning had struck next to him, killing a slave who had carried a torch aside of his sedan-chair. Since that time he used to retreat to a cellar as soon as a thunderstorm would rise up. In theory the father-god was throwing thunderbolts only with a reason, to smite sinners. But why then should he aim at the emperor? Augustus must have sensed that there was something wrong with the old-time religion of ancient Rome. The Etruscans, those smarmy darklings, used to believe that lightnings were signs sent by the gods from above. But that belief had come out of fashion in imperial Rome. Augustus had especially built a temple for Jupiter Tonans, the god of thunder. Such a god was the most favourite god of some tribes in Western and Northern Europe. Augustus must have held such racially evolved guys in much higher esteem than Caesar had. He formed a new Royal Guard, the prætorians, also from excellent Germanic troopers. So these were his personal giants. But when Arminius annihilated three of his legions, he hastily dismissed his Germanic guardsmen. He thought that he couldn't trust his giants no more, but in fact the guys he couldn't trust were the mysterious gods. So wasn't the god of thunder, called Donar by the ancient Germanic, or later Thor in the North, pleased by the special offerings that Augustus gave him in Rome? In one of his villas, on the island of Capri, he had gathered a collection of fossilized bones from so-called giants. But in fact these bones were the remains of monsters of the land and sea (Sueton 72). That was obvious. More than later Roman-Catholics were the heathen Romans wise enough to trust their eyes and their sense of reason. At least some of them must have realized that they knew nothing about these monsters, and also nothing about the gods who had uprooted them.

Emperor Augustus always tried to amuse and feed his urban Romans. Panem et circenses was the motto of those days. Once a gigantic snake was exhibited in Rome. For some believers, like Asclepiades from Mendes in Egypt, the snake was a symbol of blessing. That strange Egyptian wrote up the tale that a snake had visited Atia, the mother of Augustus, on the day when she had become pregnant. Warned by the sign of a snake on her body she then refused to go to the (often impure) public bath. When Atia later gave birth to Augustus, both she and his father had prophetic lucid dreams (Sueton 94). Subsequently the child was regarded as a son of Apollon, one god of the Sun. Christians later argued that Mendes was only a town of "wild superstition". But the story of the virgin procreation of Jesus is well comparable to the story of the procreation of Augustus from a snake. The UTR of course identifies the snake as the likeness of a congera.

That legend must have played a major role when Augustus also founded a temple for Apollon, an ancient Greek god that was not really popular in Rome. Just in his era, of peace and prosperity of Rome, more people tried to understand nature. They wondered about their crude old-time cults, and some lost their faith. In the absence of the old-time gods, the emperor Augustus was regarded by many as a living god. That belief came up especially in the east of the empire. Augustus didn't really like it, and he often made clear that this "emperor" was not really himself, but his "genius". Priests eventually thought that the god of the Sun only had incarnated into him with some aspects. Some petty kings, mainly from Minor Asia and the east, whose kingdoms belonged to the Roman empire, even donated money for the completion of a giant-size temple of the god Zeus in Athens. But that temple was supposed to be vowed to the genius of Augustus too! While all those gods of ancient Egypt, Greece and Rome didn't really exist, this Roman emperor had to stand in for many. But was there someone else? Indeed a strange animal, maybe a monster, moved for some decades into the centre of the new cult of the "genius of the emperor". In Lyon, and also in later Cologne, Augustus had founded two temples for the Gaulish and the Germanic. There these peoples should revere "the emperor" at the side of the goddess Roma. In all other such temples too where a statue of Augustus stood, they were supposed to revere him only together with Roma (Sueton 52). She also seemed to be the she-wolf that allegedly had raised the city's founders, Romulus and Remus.

3. When the Gods were absent Augustus decided to step in

At some time emperor Augustus really played the god of the sun, like an actor. He had invited guests for an exclusive meal of twelve, nicknamed "meal of the twelve gods". That event soon became the talk of the town. The participants had dressed up and acted as if they were gods. It was major religious scandal! (Sueton 69) One anonymous writer complained in verses like this:

When Caesar presumptuously posed as Apollon,
While six gods and goddesses lay by his sides;
Arranged was this theatre for hungry Rome, but
The Heavenly turned off their eyes from this earth,
And Jupiter even surrendered his throne!

Mallia seems to have been the organizer of the weird banquet. It was a secret nightly meal of the emperor with some special guests. Surely chosen actors were among them. So how could people see them? But some of them did. Later people on the streets shouted out in excitement: »The gods have eaten up all grain for bread«, or »Caesar is the real Apollon, but Apollon is a torturer.« The problem was that a shortage of grain had just caused hunger in overpopulated Rome. So where were the gods to help now? Once again people seemed to have lost their belief in the false gods of Græco-Roman religion. That was when it became necessary for the emperor and his conspirators to play those gods! Acting as gods they laid down at the dinner table at night, and like on TV real magic transmitted this scene to the people. Many must have found their belief again in that night, but some people were sly enough to see through this masquerade. Since all those southerners had children all of the time, and since Augustus had brought peace and prosperity to his empire, the population of Italy was exploding. Hunger catastrophes ensued. To help Augustus had to ship to Italy more and more bread grain from abroad, especially from Egypt. In dire times the emperor also gave orders that all foreigners had to leave the city, and also many of the slaves. To win new land for Italian settlers, the Romans tried to conquer all of Germania. At times they already had driven most of the Germanic beyond the river Elbe, out of Germania. Some wanted to absolutely ethnically cleanse that territory! Especially young Germanicus didn't refrain from such genocides. That vicious plan surely had not just been the idea of Augustus and his military leaders. But also the higher powers massively interfered from above. These were just not the gods resting nicely on clouds and golden thrones, but those Heavenly were mainly bitterly hostile and madly evil cosmic aliens! Of course the Romans would have liked to have humane gods instead, but they just hadn't.

The biggest temple that emperor Augustus had been building in Rome was that of Mars Ultor. This was the god of war of revenge. Already Julius Caesar had planned to build a super-sized temple for that war-god. The UTR links the name Ultor to the near Grey Ga-Dora. But it was not revenge that made the Romans massively invade into Germania in those years. It was the drive of the masses of Rome to expand, conquer and command.

Meanwhile the religion of Rome has completely changed. Only the Heavenly are still the same they always were. Now masked as false saints and gods, the Greys still demand silver and gold in masses for the temples. Also eventually some guys have to play the gods who are not really there, up in the sky. That was the case especially with young Franziskus of Assisi. Among the Catholic clerics of his time that pauper was some kind of punk. Rome disliked his rebellious and insubordinate manners. But there definitely was a strong magic with that young gun. At times he would develop the wound marks of Jesus at his hands and feet. He would also imitate Jesus to a degree. The problem was that many Christians were constantly trying to envision Jesus. The solution to the problem was, that the congeras showed them Franziskus as a Jesus lookalike. For much the same reason, since Jesus was absent, the current pope chose that name again.

4. The Greed, Lust and Misery of the early Roman Emperors

And then there was this excessive greed of especially Augustus. He had plundered Gaul nearly to the last denarius. Only since the free Germanic were typically poor, the Romans didn't wage war against them with their typical fervour. At another time, Augustus donated a treasure of robbed gold and silver to the temple of Jupiter in Rome. In truth earthly riches are of course worthless for the Heavenly. Congeras also are in no need of offerings, but the Greys like to see blood spilled and creatures in pains. All the cosmic aliens value highly well evolved guys. Since the Germanic are this planet's best evolved people, the Greys made those Romans hate and try to uproot them.

Already Julius Caesar, the first emperor, had been massively under the sway of sexual greed. That rather ignoble, ugly and dark guy found it especially pleasing to lay high-ranking women or even queens like Cleopatra. Rumours have it that he was about to change the laws of marriage, that had been strict in republican Rome. He wanted to introduce polygamy, but only for himself! He regarded it as part of his duties to procreate many kids. Such plans must have played a key role when the noble conspirators around Brutus and Cassius put him down. Also his successor Augustus showed a strong drive towards young women. Tiberius then, the next emperor in line, was sexually very depraved. At his old age the old buck would order to bring many young boys and girls into his resort. There they had to perform group sex before him, or the would mask as fauns and nymphs, playing games of sex and religion. Some very young kids were called "little fishes". These had orders to swim to him when he was in the pool, and to lick his sexual organs or bite them. Tiberius would also relish to watch tortures, including most cruel and bizarre ones. That moral decay already announced the era of Christian religion, that started during his time in office. Vergil had complained, in his great poem Aeneis, about the gruesome atrocities of some of the early inhabitants of Italy. The immigrants around Aeneas from Troy, the ancestors of the later Romans, appeared to be much less depraved in comparison. But in the time of the empire, the moral decay became the biggest problem of the urban elite. Repeatedly the emperors took action against Jews and adherers of other morbid and stupid oriental cults. But already Tiberius had lost much of his belief in the official gods of Rome. Instead he was much prone to astrology. Openly he complained about his personal misery that demons must have been inflicting on him. Lust and bad behaviour are not good ways to escape from the daily pains that the N-rays bring.

5. The mysterious Animals of the Emperors

The gods of ancient Rome didn't really exist, neither did the gods of the later Christians. But strong magic and influence was always perceptible especially for important persons. In ancient Rome such magic would often be linked to a wondrous animal. Such a super- animal had been the wonder-horse Bucephalus, the horse of Alexander the puny Great. Also of Julius Caesar the legend came up that he had been riding such a strange horse. In some cases the Earth Goddess, who isn't human after all, tried to "appear" like this. It was due to her spell that Tiberius held a snake as his pet. But at his time it was God's main objective not to let Rome thrive, but to stop it's legions from conquering Germania.

Allegedly Caesar's horse had had three hooves on each leg, instead of the normal one! Some pundits speculated that this horse must have been of a rare atavistic type. But my goddess Ewa reminded me of the story that the Romans of Caesar had found in Africa some few dromedarys. Caesar must have climbed one of these animals too, who were taken by some of his men as a strange kind of horses. The Earth Goddess then uses such misunderstandings to procreate the myths of the good animals at the side of the emperor or ruler. Sometimes that helps to pave the way from the bad, greedy and tyrannical Caesars of ancient Rome to her true and good Kaiser.

The Greys too have their ways to show up as animals. They eventually prefer bad and wild beasts or degenerate pets. The Greys of the local group always tried to appear as wolves or dogs. That is why the she-wolf plays such an important role in the foundation myth of Rome. From that wolf a line of traditions is leading to the wolf-girl Hel, that plays a dark role in Nordic myths. According to the Edda it is her role to punish dead souls in the underworld, in a chamber or lair whose walls are covered with poisonous snakes. In truth these snakes are only her electrical and supply cables. But the Greys do their worst to punish and pester people while they live. To mark the occasion of the coming of Jesus they were spreading some kind of leprosy in the Roman empire. With N-rays these evil fishes also typically stimulate guys at the crotch. But such itching in between the legs is also the consequence of natural processes. Not all the stars are bad, some send us helpful E-rays. Another legend of Augustus, the best one of these emperors, has it that liver marks on his breast formed the constellation of Ursa Maior, the Big Bear. It's the place where the Humanoids of the Alliance of Earths live. In their earths also "monsters" live, but these are white and helpful fishes.

I am holding a wolf by the ears.

When Tiberius was chosen as the successor of Augustus, he described his duty like this: The old man had realized, right from the start of his time as an emperor, that a strong burden came to him. The problem that arose was that Rome couldn't function with the cults of all those gods. So what if those gods were all false? Then a simple mortal had to stand in for all of them. When the hated old Tiberius had finally died, people in Rome prayed to Mother Earth and the gods of the underworld (Sueton 75). Indeed that belief came near to the true story. But at that time the Goddess of the Earth was seen as the enemy of Apollon, the god of light. Tiberius liked Greek scholarly education and murky poetry for Crete. That didn't help him to find to a better religion. The Earth Goddess was too weak then, in the absence of a real Saviour that she badly needed.

At that critical time of the history of Europe, help came from above. The Saviour of the planet of Ga-Rina, Jonathan, must have helped to put up John the Baptist in the remote land of Judea. That Jewish-Arab prophet baptised people, promising them that this procedure would help against sins. This idea was absolutely correct. Cold baths are one good recipe of the Goddess diet of the UTR. Augustus too had benefited from a cold water therapy. This indeed had cured his liver problems. The name of the medic, who had also proscribed him to eat salad, was Antonius Musa. That name links to the most miserable of the Feken goddesses Fe-Tona and to the half-dead Grey Ga-Musa. These are congeras who are deep in trouble and who more than others must help on other planets.

Gaius Caligula then, the successor of Tiberius. had a big intelligent head and much sex appeal. But his problem was again the absence of the traditional gods. Just like Jesus, Caligula thought of himself as the only living god. And just like Jesus, that false belief mentally damaged him in short time. Caligula posed as this or that heathen god. He even put plans into action, to remove the heads of all the statues of gods, and replace them with his own balding head! He appointed his sister Drusilla (a Ga-Dora and Ga-Sila name) to pose at his side as Panthea – a unification goddess that seemed to include all other goddesses. The name Ga-Sila is still liked in the wrose parts of space. That Grey had ruled the planets of our group 31 during the age of the dinosaurs. In ancient Rome the gods of the underworld had a bad reputation. On the day when Caligula, that ruthless murderer and vile sadist, was put down by another Cassius, a theatre performance of the underworld by Egyptians – including Ethiopian Negroes – was staged in Rome. Often the Greys would separate the Earth Goddess from her best guys, so that she would have to invest more in darklings. The UTR has it that the name Cassius links to Ewa's sister goddess Ga-Siya.

In fact we can't understand the history of our planet without looking at the situation on some other planets in space. So often our history depended on events who took place on neighbouring planet Lar. Typically, our Earth Goddess had to allow detrimental events here, to link our history with that of Ga-Leta's planet more closely. Without those links, Lar might have become the only world of the Humanoids that the Cräybs concentrated on, to ruin and despoil. That problem for instance explains certain aspects of the history of the realm of the Gœtes, in today's Southern Sweden, the mythical home of Beowulf. There the bad poem of Beowulf originated, describing the Goddess of Earth as a horrible monster. Our historical kingdom of the Gœtes is linked to Gœtaland, a nation of planet Lar. As it seems, the Gœtes from Lar weren't too fond of their local goddess. Therefore the Earth Goddess had to decide to allow such hostile artwork right there. In principle the monster Grendel was supposed to be a bear. That strongest animal of the northern hemisphere symbolized the Saviour since the dawning of humankind. But lately the Greys fought bitterly, to turn around the meaning of such old symbols of the power of Mother Earth, and of her one and only emperor.

In theory Augustus was supposed to become the mythical best ever emperor of all history of the (western) world. Peace for all was what he seemed to bring. But lastly, the great defeat of Varus (an Ewa name) destroyed his reputation. Varus had acted in Germania with the oriental cruelty that Rome had taken up while it expanded to the Near East. Such cruelty was never common among the Germanic, who would regard this as dishonourable. But when the Romans started to introduce such sadistic methods, some Germanic soon retaliated with same shameful methods.

In the Age of Antiquity many Germanic were of highly evolved human quality. They were fit and cool, lived rather healthily, they were not greedy and held morality and honour in high esteem. However, the influence of depraved Romans changed them to the worse.

The defeat of Varus had also been the end of the cunning attempt of emperor Augustus to erect a cult of the she-wolf Roma and the genius of the emperor in all of his empire. For this the town of the Ubians, today Cologne, had become a holy city for all the Germanic. But this cult of the Altar of the Germanic obviously didn't have the support of the higher powers. The she-wolf of Cologne had failed to support emperor Augustus. He never really understood this cult anyway.

6. The wonderful Mill of Peaceful Frodi

Another important myth from the ancient North tells of the Dane Peace-Frodi. According to the Edda (159) and Danish legends, this petty king brought a wonderful peace to all the world. In one version we read that Frodi had the support of two maidens of wonderful strength and magic. They had two heavy millstones, only they were able to operate these. They could use these millstones to work all things that they wished. They could make destiny this way, so they had strong magic. Here some helpful giantesses take the roles of the monsters. The legend of the Snorra-Edda has is that these two maidens were called Fenja and Menja. But the luck of Peace-Frodi didn't last long, neither did his peace. One night the Viking Mysing (a Ga-Musa name) assailed and slew Frodi, and took away much booty. The UTR has it that the name Frodi links to Fred, the saviour of Lar.

As they came, to their king's court;
Fenja, Menja, made the future.
Servants must, these strong maids be;
Serve to Frodi, Fridleiv's son.

To the millstones, they are taken,
To rotate them, without rest.
Frodi tells them, not to tarry,
Since he wants, to hear them work.

Grotti make, the maidens grind,
Rightly moving, restless millstones,
When they say, that they stop working,
Frodi tells them, to turn forth.

So they keep on, turning millstones,
Busily their mills must buzz.
While most of, the weaker maids,
Fall asleep, now Fenja sings:

»We made Frodi's, wealth most blessed,
Much good luck gave him our mills.
Do sit richly, rest on down,
Rise at ease, and all is right.«

Menja sings: »Don't hurt each others.
Work no wicked plans nor torts.
Let all swords refrain from slaying,
On Peace-Frodi's pleasant fields.«

Frodi is still feeling sorry,
And commands to carry on:
»Don't you stop to swirl and swivel,
While the cuckoos, coo and croon.«

Frodi were you really wise?
Friend of men, when first you matched,
Girls like these, with grip and grace,
But without some clear credentials?

So far did l translate, and cautiously modernize, the great poem ›Grottasöng‹. Still following are more verses. They tell odd mythological tales about the origin of those two giantesses, here called Fenja and Menja. But the poem is quite mysterious right from the beginning. In principle the tale only tells about two strong maids, who had to serve in the mills of Frodi. But by way of superior magic, these two giantesses could work destiny. They indeed worked destiny for Peace-Frodi in a most favourable manner. Just during his time of rule an unprecedented peace reigned in Denmark The peace of Frodi was unique, since normally constantly troubles, feuds and wars would happen in the North. So whose magic was so strong that it could make hard warriors change their habits?

A popular legend of the old North has it, that there once was a king of Denmark called Peace-Frodi, who managed to work a unique and wonderful peace. Saxo wrote out that story at length. He put his Frodi-3 into the time of the rule of emperor Augustus, and likewise wrote Snorri, who also wrote about Peace-Frodi. Also Frodi was favourably mentioned in the poems ›Beowulf‹ and ›Widsith‹. All these Christians had the tendency to link this time of peace with the birth of Jesus. It's strange though that an era of peace linked to Jesus was neither mentioned in the gospel nor in other Christian scriptures. The Christians always were too much under the sway of the Greys, who like wars and bloodshed. That is why for instance the War of 30 years between Catholics and Protestants was the worst war ever happening in Deutschland. When finally delegates of all war parties had been meeting for peace talks, only the popes in faraway Rome fiercely objected and gave orders to fight on. They must have heard this from the sky. But also before the era of Christian religion, the Romans just had been a people with a special passion to fight out wars.

Legends only tell of a Danish king Frodi the peaceful, but these can't explain why Frodi allegedly also became wonderfully rich. According to a kenning, Frodi had a wonderful mill that produced gold, like other mills produce flour! What does this tale of the mill Grotti mean? It's a true story. The answer to this secret lies in the spells of the super-girls Fenja and Menja. These can work all things with their mill. They can work peace for all the lands, making them pleasant for the sake of the saviour. But these super-witches allegedly also can make bad destiny. As it seems they made the Viking Mysing attack and kill Frodi. Later they made Mysing's ship go under in a flood of salt water, a real deluge. This tale of Frodi ends unhappily, with his death and an ensuing doomsday.

Of Peace-Frodi, the Danish historian Saxo Grammaticus wrote up a different long saga. That is the story of some kind of Nordic Roman emperor. Frodi allegedly won Erik the Eloquent as his best mate. Together they conquered all the lands around Denmark including Britain; where they were admitted without resistance, just like the legions of the Romans were received. They even moved mountains and vanquished the Huns. Saxo had a tendency to rewrite ancient tales in a way that made them sound like historical reports. That must have been the reason why he left out completely the story of the maids Fenja and Menja and their wonder-mill Grotti. But just that old song seems to be a rest of the true story of the historical king Frodi. We may think that this was just a petty Danish king who lived at the time of the powerful emperor Augustus. Centuries before the time of the Swedish king Gylfi, in the old North the belief into the Earth Goddess was still common. But eventually people only mistook her for some kind of spirit. We may speculate that Fenja and Menja thence were indeed two strong maids, who had to work at a grain mill for king Frodi. That guy was not special in any way, but the magic of his era was. These two strong workers reminded of the two good goddesses of our planets, Ewa and Leta. These two gigantic congeras also work ceaselessly for the sake of their humans, with the help of their wonder-mills. The mestab of the Earth Goddess is called Betyle (House of God) by the UTR. Just at the time when Jesus was born – in the year of 4 a. according to the UTR – the opportunity came to clear up the way of sake of our two earths. Therefore the real Frodi, who was only one petty Danish king with a popular name, became the centre of a special myth of the real saviour of planet Lar. Of Fred we may expect that one day he will really build a wondrous mill like Grotti, should this become necessary. Fred also has the support of the two local goddesses, and to a degree also Frodi benefited from this special luck. But while Fred will bring indeed peace to all of his planet, Frodi couldn't do this. Peace on earth is what this battered planet should also expect from the coming of the true saviour. But that may happen not in the way described by Saxo, that the true saviour conquers all lands and introduces strict penal laws against wrongdoers of all imaginable sorts. Peace will come in the way the poem ›Grottasöng‹ describes it: by God's magical singing. Fred will also eventually move mountains on his earth with the help of sophisticated technology. For this he must become the immortal darling of his goddess, so hands off from any mortal girls! Frodi for a change was just a normal petty king, whose marriage became important for his realm too. Frodi must have disliked cuckoos, who in this poem represent the magic of the real saviour. At times when N-rays fall in, maybe cuckoos would scare him. While those dove-related birds are breeder parasites, God in tendency dislikes them. God will teach the cuckoos to build nests.

Let's compare Frodi with false saviours like Jesus or Caligula, who only imitated the true saviour. The true saviour alone benefits from some special wisdom and super-powers of his goddess. Only a true saviour is eventually able to bear the burden of a world that is in trouble deep. It means to fight out a mental battle against the hostile demons most every day. Essential is to take refreshing baths often. But neither Jesus nor Caligula could swim. Of the latter we hear that he liked to bathe in fragrant essences. Young Jesus bathed often, since he came from the town of Kafernaum, at the banks of lake Kinnereth. But he apparently never realized how helpful that is. Instead he thought that he could command the "spirits" around who were working thunderstorms. One biblical story has it that Jesus menaced evil spirits, to make them obey him. He must have menaced to put them to hell, but a cosmic hell is where the Greys already are in. By that way Jesus allegedly stilled a storm, while he was in a boat on that lake. Of Caligula we read that he posed with a lightning in his hand sometimes, he surely tried to command storms too. Frodi then had at least the idea, that a super-girl in the underground works such magic. He tried to give orders to two giantesses, telling them to work good luck for him. Only dorks think that they can command around their goddess.

7. Roman Diversity allowed the Romans to conquer Britain

In the real world not a Peace-Frodi from Denmark, but the Roman emperor Claudius conquered Britain, and this would not have happened without the diversity of the Britons. Feuds had erupted in between royals and nobles of the ruling tribe of the Catuvellauni. Sueton wrote that Adminius, a son of king Cynobeline (Cymbeline), had come from Britain as a turncoat, defecting from his king, kin and country. Caligula then already prepared a fleet to conquer Britain. But he was too unsteady and too much a foe in Rome to sail. Sueton then wrongly famed Claudius as the winner of a war "without any losses". It was surely regarded in Britain as a shame that just Claudius, who was such a poor wretch due to his disabilities, reaped fame as the one who had finally conquered Britain. Some other sources about that period of time give prove that pre-Roman Britain had been mainly vanquished by tribal troubles and family feuds. A new kind of diversity had parted not the tribes of the British from those of the Belgians and Germanic invaders. But now British royals, nobles and oligarchs, who had been taken to Rome as hostages or grown up there, had adapted to the decadent and glamorous culture of that city. Libertines and debauchees welcomed the lifestyle and the achievements of Rome, the peace and the liberties that the Roman world seemed to have. These closed their ears to the warnings that the tales of insane emperors should have given them.

In his popular book about Claudius, Robert von Ranke-Graves tried to restore the image of that sad figure of history. But in truth Claudius was no nicer, wiser man, but as cruel as they all were in these bad days. He for instance tried to research and reinstate Roman traditions of days long gone. One old tradition but was it to put criminals naked with their neck into some kind of yoke, and to then whip them to death. Or, they were put into the circuses as the booty of wild animals, often without good reason. Life wasn't worth much in ancient Rome, since people were so many and of so low quality. Claudius at least was less cruel than others had been. Nevertheless that sad wretch would relish to organize and watch the most brutal and cruel fights of gladiators and captives. Many people of the modern world find that the culture of ancient Rome was culturally uplifting for Britain too. These guys mostly name the thermæ first, warm Roman baths, and then mention the trade of goods from far away. In truth the common culture of Rome was of a rather bad quality. And while emperor Claudius indeed abolished the horrible religion of the Druids, the many too many gods of Rome seemed in no way to provide better answers or a higher morality.

Why do people behave well or misbehave? The answer lies mainly in their religion. Both Romans and British did massively offer to their gods. That was no bad custom, since the public slaying of cattle by experienced priests in a moreless hygienic way was followed by a common meal, while only the unclean intestines were burnt. But what did these fictitious gods want and command? It is typical for the Greys that they try to concentrate on the minds and bodies of a few leading men and women. By this way, by inner voices and pestering tricks, they try to mislead especially the few leading people. They also especially use Negroes to introduce bad habits. It's an old cosmic tradition that this race of the least quality six is used by the devils as an anti-race. Blacks are their most popular figures, as they must try to thwart the efforts of the goddesses and their best Whites.

Geoffrey of Monmouth, who wrote up fables and sagas of the early British past, told the story of the Romano-British arch-traitor Levis Hamo. It sounds realistic that Lou became quite important for the Romans, leading them during the conquest of Britain. That means he probably was a Brit who but served Rome, and who knew well the lords, the castles and the defences of the British. The tale of his treason then tells that once he seemed to change sides. He put on British armour and helmet and did as if he was leading the British now to victory. But at the right moment Levis Hamo killed Guider (Togodumnus), the king of the Britons. The turncoat was in revenge slain by the king's brother Arviragus (wrongly for Caratacus). Such tragic events surely happened, since the British forces were so much inferior to the Roman legions that resistance indeed was futile. Geoffrey's tale then continues with the romantic story that emperor Claudius married to the new king Arviragus his daughter Venissa. We may understand the Romans as greedy little robbers and sophisticated slavers. For a big career in Rome it was helpful to win a war and celebrate a triumph. That was one main reason why Rome invaded Britain. Earlier they had in vain tried to enslave the small Minor Frisian tribe. That but failed, because God better protects his Deutsche.

Noteworthy is that a later British king called Arviragus was famed by the comedian Juvenal. The weird story has it that a huge turbot was once presented to the less famous emperor Domitian. For the extremely superstitious Romans, this fish served as a good omen. A prophecy had it that this catch meant that a king Arviragus might fall from his chariot pole. That story tells us that at that time some young British king with that name worried faraway Rome with his artistry. Apparently Arviragus was such a good charioteer that he could balance on the pole that held his horses while driving. Caesar mentioned such tricks, also known to the Romans under the name of Troy games.

The Celtic British seemed to have so many local and badly known gods, but in truth the fish goddess of the Earth was all they ever had. In tales from Deutschland this goddess occasionally appears as a turbot (Deutsch: Butt). Since that goddess of the sea had the power to heal, she was also called Heilbutt, English today: halibut. The problem was that she couldn't help in all cases necessary, since many people just didn't know her so well.

8. The true Earth Goddess and Emperor Claudius the false God

Even Claudius must have realized rather soon that there was no real power behind all the cults of ancient Rome. He was a pious man like all others. So where was the real power? Sueton has it as the only news about Claudius on the field of religion, that he tried to introduce the cult of Eleusis in Rome. That is highly unusual for that period of time, when all Rome was getting more and more worried because of the growing influence of oriental and esoterical cults. But just the cult of Eleusis near Athens was one good alternative to most of the other cults. It was the capital of one oriental cult of the Earth Goddess called Demeter and her daughter Proserpina. That cult was a religion of mysteries, you needed to become a consecrated member to learn the full truth: Demeter symbolized the Earth Goddess in her non-human form. She was often regarded as a snake, like for instance in the Bible. Proserpina (She before the Snake) symbolized her second body, that of the perfect woman, Eva in paradise. The essence of that cult was a belief that the dead would not resurrect. Immortal but is life on Earth, since new life springs from dead bodies.

In Eleusis they used to revere the Earth Goddess and her daughter as two superhuman women. But this twofold goddess didn't really exist yet, neither did her man, I the Saviour. The man was missing in this cult, the father of this world, who would support with his immortal strength and wisdom that of the Earth Goddess. He would suffer demonic attacks that she alone could hardly master. But in the absence of the real god the father, several real and fictitious persons eventually became paredroi, consorts or companions of the Goddess. Triptolemos, the bringer of agriculture from Eleusis, was one of them. Claudius was, at least in some aspects, another such consort of the goddess. But she had to be especially cautious and elusive to him. That poor Roman wretch with a constantly dripping nose and a bad development was just too unfit. He would spend most of his precious time watching gladiator and theatre shows or dining. Often he suddenly fell asleep, then some jesters would tickle him with a feather in his gorge, so that he may wake up vomiting! That would allow him then to take in more food, but that was no good recipe for his stomach illness. Being the emperor can be a painful and liver-wrecking job, even for a gastrophile like Augustus. The main role that Claudius was playing in the theatre of life was to amuse and distract the Greys.

Definitely the year when Julius Caesar first landed in Britain had not been the best year in all of it's history. The greedy, decadent Roman fascists had been unstoppable in that era, since their rule seemed to be a better modern alternative to the primitive and bloody Celtic cults and lores. At that time the Earth Goddess just couldn't dare to help her best western Whites some more. In the book of Mr. von Ranke-Graves about Claudius there is one scene that displays him as the passionate game player that he indeed was. The scene has it that he seemed to have thrown a 'Venus' with his dice – a winning throw. Claudius took this as an omen, given by the goddess, to attack. In truth 'the Venus' is 1346, but Mr. Graves changed that to 666. He was one of the very few guys who realized that the goddess lives, and he was prow enough to testify this with such little entertaining stories. The Christian Bible has it that the number 666 is that of "the Beast". It's the Goddess who is in charge of the Tree of Wisdom of the Garden of Eden, and if she decides to withhold such wisdom from you, you won't be able to realize that she is the good creatress of her planet. With her number 1337 Ewa was at first a desperately late child of Anna's planet Mirá only. Well, of Anna's 1622 travelling Ga-congeras, as many as 655 + 3 created living earths. So today our number is Earth 657. But there also exist around 20 second generation Ga-congeras.

9. Nero and the Game of Seven Thrones

Today emperor Nero is regarded as a rogue of special bad quality. But when he took the throne and started to spend money, many Romans rejoiced. In comparison to sick Claudius Nero looked more amiable, since he was naturally blond! He came from the clan of the Ahenobarbus, a name that translates like "Copper-Beard". Not a few of them indeed had had reddish beards. A problem with these types was, that some too easily lost self control. The worst story that they tell of Nero has it, that he kicked dead his wife Poppæa Sabina when she had been pregnant with his child. In his later years as emperor, Nero gave orders to kill many members of the ruling imperial dynasty of the Julians and Claudians. It was as if he had received orders to make sure that he would be the last emperor. It is disputed that his men set fire to Rome, but the testimonies of Tacitus and others leave no doubt of this. As it seems to me, when one of the usual fires broke out, his cronies made it spread and started it anew, instead of helping to extinguish it. That event seemed to accord to doomsday fears and prophecies, who were especially raised by the Christians. Early Christianity had been indeed a destructive cult, like Sueton and others put it. So it was truly a good deed that already Claudius, and then again Nero, took action against the Christians. What an evil nonsense was it to think that a Jewboy, who had died the shameful death of an outlaw, could have become the only god of this entire world! The typical Romans thought that of course that could not be the truth, and they were right. But they were unaware of the stratagems of their elusive goddess. God wanted to replace those many and all too diverse heathen cults with one especially bad religion. It was also necessary to warn people before the powers of demons, who can mask as diverse deities.

If we start with Julius Caesar, and count in Marcus Antonius as a co-emperor, then Nero had been the number seven emperor of Rome. The Greys often allow just that number for a kingdom, to then let doom strike. Eventually they later appear under the likenesses of seven dead and deified rulers. That is possible since the Berk-OS, a cosmic operation system, strictly shapes people. That was the reason why the legendary seven kings of Rome had all been so different, with a tyrant ending one round of the 'game of thrones'.

Another typical trick of the Greys is, that they make the blond guys play the roles of the rogues. That is not only the case in many worse Hollywood films, but it also happens for real on planets where the goddess is much under pressure. Then she has to play the cosmic game of thrones some more according to the rules that originate from the ruined Berk planets. God's problem is that of the famous 'judgement of king Solomon'. While two women clutch at the arms of a child that they want for themselves, the better one is more likely to let go to save the child from harm. Sueton has it that Nero was over-sexed. He made many of the upper class of Rome celebrate orgies in public. Transdressing as a bride he married a guy named Pythagoras or Doryphorus, a Ga-Dora name. Due to his perversions Nero became spotty and smelly. Once a comet scared him. He consulted his astrologer Balbillus, who told him to offer noble Romans to the sky gods.

The Earth Goddess had had chances too to get a hold on blond Nero. Sueton wrote that Nero at first was a special believer of the odd oriental cult of the Syrian Goddess (Dea Syra), that is Ishtar or Astarte. But that religion of a star goddess must have suddenly failed him, he soiled her statue with urine. Instead Nero turned to hold on to a personal special cult. Some guy had presented to Nero the little puppet of a girl, meant to protect him against conspiracies. Sueton (56) called this a superstition whose bonds held captive Nero "forever". That personal cult indeed served like a red telephone line for the goddess to Nero. But Nero had been spoilt already by his spoilt father. The Earth Goddess had only limited powers over him, and her main objective was to weaken Rome with the help of the destructive cult of the Christians. To a degree Nero even became a Christian! Christian number pundits translated the feared number of 666 into "emperor Nero" (Neron kesar). When Nero heard of the Christian prophecy that he was supposed to be a feared beast of Christian mythology, the lust to play the beast indeed possessed him, just like he was unable to see the bad aspects of all his other lusts and whims. Once Nero disguised as a wild animal of the arena! Sown into the skin of an animal he attacked prisoners. He let the lights of torched Christians illuminate a nightly garden party. Also this accorded supposedly to the wishes of the Christians, who find it a passion and honourable to become martyrs in their death. Only demons really value Christians.

10. A Sonnet of two most happy Weddings

On one fine day, when sister suns do shend,
The light of angry stars, the birds sing low,
When to a river all the flowers bow,
Where two sweet swans their weddings do attend.

The water nymphs and nickers all now spend,
Attention to this very special show,
They hum when these two swans now seem to vow,
For marriages that shall never end.

All jubilate when then two heroes swear,
The bridegrooms whom the trees before did hide,
That they shall take these swan dames as their wives!

And lo, the swans are maidens now, who wear,
White costumes, and in palaces do bide!
These four intend to lead most happy lives.

If you really know much about poetry, then you may already have recognized that this poem was composed again in the older style of the sonnets of Petrarca. The famous sonnets of Shakespeare have a denser style in comparison. But did you also know that the first sonnets were composed, and eventually sung, at the court of the emperor Friedrich-2 in Palermo, Sicily? That was not the only Frankish-Germanic emperor who helped European cultures a lot to develop. Development in the Middle Ages often meant to get away from the awful and stupid superstitions of the Romans. The emperor Friedrich-2 was banned by the popes, since he failed to undertake another crusade to their false holy land. Instead he had made peace with the Arabs! Such things happen as sly people realize that the Jesus religion can't well be true. But often this world is not ready for such progress in thinking. It's often because God has to arrest a development here that is not possible yet on Lar. It was in the time of king Henry-8, when England decided to finally move away from the Church of Rome. It was just a very cautious reformation. And also this would not have been feasible, had not the Spanish pope Alexander-6 been so extremely depraved and scandalous. What is that for a name for a pope anyway? Alexander the puny Great had been a tyrant and a haughty heathen. He sometimes used to drink wine from dawn to dusk and stay in bed the next day too. That made him think that he was a living god, another Dionysus. The UTR attributes this to the special influence that the devil-saviour Alex had on Alexander, due to this fractally linked name. But if some popes of Rome would later call themselves Alexander, or Julius, that was surely a sign that they had lost much of their belief in Jesus. The danger was always there that guys who failed to believe in the obvious Christian nonsense, would fall for the even bigger nonsense that they instead were living gods. The belief that so many Roman Catholics generated could lead to strong miracles. And in the absence of any living saviour in the faraway sky, this magic often tended to end up at a pope. Even the Beatles created some belief when they took an interest in Hinduism. Maybe the Beatles played a role when some popes called themselves John Paul. But more confusing religious ware from faraway lands is not what we need; since true religion is an important, dangerous dark field.

The above poem of mine was inspired by the ›Prothalamion‹, a wedding poem of the famous British poet Edmund Spenser. He became most famous for his tale in verses called ›The Faerie Queene‹. But also his ›Prothalamion‹, still a work of not too few verses, testifies of his generally good intuition. It's the story of two ladies of the British aristocracy, who travel with a ship down the river Thames to their double wedding, reminding with their dresses of immaculate swans. In "merry London" two advocates await them. But the poet rather thinks and sings of the glory and pride of England; and of his Mæcenas, who provided him with the money that poets also need.

It can free the mind if good guys move away from all the wrong ways that lead to Rome. But then you better find a better way of faith. In not a few cases our finer artwork links to our white goddess. Since swans are white too, in not a few cases they symbolized her, and also her sister Ga-Leta. They intend to take the bodies of two beautiful ladies soon.

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