Part of what the Davos Crowd ‘Great Reset’ plan for 2030 and beyond has to do with population reduction and eugenics. The now-destroyed ‘Georgia Guidestones’ mentioned reducing the world’s population to half-a-million people. Do the research and figure this scenario out for yourself, as it has been in the works for a long time. Their ‘god,’ Satan aka Lucifer, requires blood after all…as do many of the elites—modern-day Count Draculas.
This post was inspired by the recent US Supreme Court decision to overturn the fetal abortion ‘law’ in the case of Roe vs. Wade in 1973. And I am staunchly anti-abortion myself, for abortion is murder, as I have always believed, with the sole exception of having an abortion strictly to save the life of the mother, with the mother’s say-so in that decision (knowing that in the Bible Book of Genesis, Rachel, the wife of Jacob, died when her final son, Benjamin, was being birthed). Further, isn’t it a bit hypocritical to allow ‘my body, my choice’ regarding abortions—as well as ‘gender fluid’ changes and sexual orientation—but not allowing choice by forcing the wearing ‘covid’ masks, forcing one to get ‘covid’ ‘vaccines,’ or forcing one to get various ‘licenses’ to drive, work, forcing taxation, etc.? That is, if one can get an abortion, shouldn’t one also be allowed to practice the ‘right to travel’ enumerated in the Bill of Rights (technically, anyway, since cars weren’t around in the 1780s), or work without a ‘license’ or ‘certificate’? But that is what happens when governments elected by the voters become utterly corrupted…because ultimately these days, governments are run by their ‘donors’ so to speak—the banksters, oligarchs, royal families, and others ‘above the law.’ And who runs these folks I just mentioned? Why, Satan, of course (Ephesians 6:12, the ‘principalities and powers…wickedness in high places.’)
Which brings me to this (likely) final snippet post from Part One of The Murder Rule, which I had written years ago thinking I would include it in The Prodigal Band, but didn’t. The final chapter of The Murder Rule includes this snippet, which features two evil characters with The Prodigal Band: Hellyon member Drew Hallsey-Foxworth, from an aristocrat English family allied with the evil Baron Torquay, and Mark Besst, who would become the epitome of evil within the trilogy. Drew is trying to recruit Besst into the Hellyons, knowing Besst is not from an aristocrat family (though his parents are also Hellyons on a lower level), and he creates a diabolical scenario in order to force Mark into this secret society, for that is Drew’s job, in order to reach a higher-level status position within the Hellyons so he could take part in satanic sacrifices and drink blood as his parents did. In this snippet, Drew is also mentoring Besst into a fraternity at Cambridge University in England, in 1984, and Drew tells Besst what he needs to do to get into the frat. The snippet is below, copyright © 2022 by Deborah Lagarde.
In 1984 at Cambridge University at a frat party filled with scions of the elites and the wealthy—for one had to be such to join this fraternity—Mark Besst, a freshman initiate to the frat, and a senior frat member named Drew Hallsey-Foxworth, who belonged to one of Britain’s prominent banking families, cornered a female student at night, 3 a.m., as part of Mark’s initiation rite. Drew Hallsey-Foxworth, Mark’s mentor, told Mark to rape the student.
“Before you can ‘do what thou wilt,’ Mark, you have to prove you can ‘do what I wilt,’ and, you know.”
The girl was short and skinny, hardly one who could fight off two stronger male students that she knew were performing a frat initiation—but she didn’t know Mark was supposed to rape her. As Mark held her, she yelled, “Okay, Mark, you can have me for the night, okay? Just let go of me!”
But Mark refused, ripped her clothes off, and got her to the ground and simply raped her.
When he was finished, she could not move.
“Get up, will you?” Mark screamed at her. “Get the hell up!”
But she could not move.
“Um, Mark, maybe we should pick her up and bring her to the frat house basement? We can’t leave her here.”
So, they did so. But she still could not move. And when the two checked her out the next morning after classes, she still could not move.
Because she was dead. No pulse, no breathing.
Mark panicked. “I killed her Drew! I can’t believe it! Is that what—” he got on Drew—“thou wilt?”
“N-no, Mark! It was an accident! No one planned this! No one wanted this!”
Still on Drew, Mark shouted at him, “But I’m still going to get expelled and go to prison for this!”
Got off Drew. “My family doesn’t have your connections, Drew! My family doesn’t have your family’s money, Drew! I can’t just buy my way out of this, Drew!”
“Look, Mark,” shouted an exasperated Drew, “it was an accident and I’m the one who told you to rape her. I’ll get my family to do what’s necessary. If it is necessary! That girl isn’t from a leading family, either, so I doubt if anyone will even notice that she’s missing.”
“So,” Mark said more upbeat now, “no one was around when it happened? You didn’t see anyone?”
“No one. It was 3 a.m. No one was about, Mark. She yelled, but this is college, right? Girls yell all the time, even at 3 a.m. I didn’t see anyone, did you?”
“Not when it happened, no. But did anyone see us carrying her?”
“I saw no one on the streets or sidewalks. It was very dark, no moonlight, Mark. No one would even have noticed who she was or who we were. And not even a frat member knows what happened. I haven’t told anyone. Have you?”
“No. I had a feeling when she wouldn’t move that it would go down badly, so no, I didn’t tell anyone.”
“Well, then, it’s settled. Nothing happened, and nothing will happen.”
“But—there must be a stipulation somewhere.” That’s how moneyed families work, right?
Drew went up to Mark and put his right arm around Mark’s shoulder. “Yeah, Mark, there is. You’ve known me, and who I belong to, for a while. That’s the way we work. We in the moneyed families. The elites. And the way we work, Mark—”
Drew said so arrogantly knowing Mark now had no choice, “—is a quid pro quo. I keep this a secret, and you follow me into the Outer Ring of the Hellyons.”
“You mean, Satanists?”
“Baron Aston Torquay-Lambourgeau, a student of the spirituality of Satanism, founded the Hellyons in 1947. When Torquay founded the Hellyons, many men of our group founded many groupings of their own, here, the States, Europe, and Asia. You name it. We’re what the Temple of Satan is to the US. But its leader there pretty much just plays at Satanism. I don’t even think he even performs human sacrifices like we do.”
“We? Who is we? And are you in the Hellyons?”
“Outer Ring, Mark. Most of this fraternity are Outer Ring members, and most of our parents are Inner Sanctum members.”
“Do you actually worship the devil?”
“Lucifer, Mark. Lucifer is often called Satan by the hypocrites who say they worship God, but in fact Lucifer is good. Lucifer has freed mankind from the laws of God that simply cannot be upheld. That’s because no one is perfect, which is what God expects. But humans simply are not perfect, so we can never hope to actually reach God’s perfection. But we can reach Lucifer’s perfection! We can reach a sort of godhood just by worshiping Lucifer, sacrificing to Lucifer once or twice a year, in blood, a totally inferior person who could never hope to achieve what we can, a godhood.”
“Yeah, an inferior person, like my parents, who never thought I would amount to anything! I’m already a top music student at one of the world’s top universities, and they think I’m worthless!” Mark faced Drew with passion as well as anger. “I would have no problem if either or even both of my parents were sacrificed in blood to Lucifer, or even Satan!”
Never mind that Besst’s parents were lower level Hellyons themselves!
“That’s the idea, Mark! But when sacrificing to Lucifer it’s always a very young boy or girl. Lucifer prefers boys.” He got in Mark’s face with excitement. “But as Outer Ring members, we only get to watch, not drink the blood. We have to prove our loyalty first. As for sacrificing adults, that’s rare, but when that happens it’s usually a sacrifice to Corion, the god of the pagan Crag-Dwellers of ancient Wales. Corion prefers adults, or at least older children. In the year 50 AD, Crynnwagg, High Priest of the Crag-Dwellers, sacrificed fourteen Druid children, mostly teens, to Corion. All at once, and then all the Crag-Dwellers drank their blood. Then they burned the bodies. Some of Lucifer’s other minion gods prefer very young girls, however, so it all depends on which god we’re sacrificing to. And, after we watch the ritual, most of the time, we want to really get into the Inner Sanctum.”
“Where members take part in the sacrifice?”
“Yeah. Now I’m sure it will be hard to watch a two-year-old boy get stabbed with a sword. But it’s nothing more than an abortion–how many fetuses get aborted each day, Mark? Thousands! What’s the big deal? These fetuses are unwanted, right? And these boys that are sacrificed? They’re orphans. Nobody wants them! They’re inferior humans! Nobody wants them! So, Mark, we’re actually doing these children a favor by taking their lives so they don’t have to spend their lives in poverty and misery and utter uselessness and hopelessness. These children will always be hungry, always be in debt, and even enslaved! If that were me, I’d rather be dead than a slave, Mark! So that, while it seems cruel, we’re actually doing these children a huge favor!”
Mark considered this and said, “You’re right, Drew! It’s like we’re helping this world by reducing the number of miserable people who are hopeless.” Then this popped into Mark’s head. “It’s as if—no, it is, truly—that Lucifer, and only Lucifer, wants these poor hopeless children, and that Lucifer will love them and take care of them.” Then he turned angry. “Unlike that stupid God of those stupid Christians! Like they really care about those poor kids!”
“Exactly, Mark. So. Are you with us Hellyons, or not?”
“Count me in, Drew. Count me in!”
Never mind that Drew never mentioned that Lucifer, Corion, and Satan were one and the same—the Evil.
By the way, with the Supremes overturning Roe vs. Wade, a right to abortion is strictly a state, not federal issue, and if you want an abortion, you can get it done in states that allow it. Abortion or not—your choice. But be aware of the ramification if you do get one, because you may regret that decision later.
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