“Let’s Explain”

This blog was originally intended to be a perfume blog. Years ago. But it was derailed in 2017. Since then it’s turned into a blog resembling a ghost hunting show. Except on the premise, fictional or otherwise, that the writer of the blog, Lacey Banks, accidentally discovered the real Illuminati. …And she’s been working to figure out why they’ve mostly all been sadistically obsessed with her ever since…

(It’s for entertainment purposes only.)

Yes…a few of them in the Illuminati are decent people, possibly. But they’re mostly all quite violent.

Is it because they’re scared? Possibly. They could be afraid of her. …But why?

This blog was a way to test the theory that they were afraid of her sharing about their existence publicly. …And just as she suspected from the start they possibly aren’t just afraid of being outed. She’s written a lot. And their both more and less antagonist. Their hostility is something far more deep and sinister and tragic.

Is she haunted by the dead poltergeists in the Kennedy family? It’s very possible. Her biological father may be the famous bootlegger Tom Banks. He likely had many connections to the Kennedys. So are they the explanation for all of the chaos and madness?

It often feels as though something of a grander nature far more dark and menacing is lurking, waiting for her on the other side. Something big. Something like the ubiquitous and all consuming nature of a setting sun.

Proven Lands by Jonny Greenwood plays.

Except, Lacey is a born-again Christian.

And…so…how is she so very easily talking to the dead? …Well…one plausible explanation she hears often is that she actually is partially dead herself. Not perceptibly so to modern science. But slightly…somehow.

It’s not Steven King, but it could easily seem like it. And…of course…as she’s being sadistically tortured by the Illuminati it is also possible that God has allowed her to talk with the dead to comfort her in her extreme distress?

Where is she? How is she moving around in time? It’s mysterious.

Everything is written as it happens. So to start you’d have to scroll back….over a year ago. But…that’s the idea. It’s…avant-garde. It’s creepy. And it’s either made to seem authentic or is. It is art. How real is art? What is art? What really is art?

1:29

The song plays.

I’m Kirk LeMoyne Billings. Yes, thee Kirk LeMoyne Billings. The supposed best friend of JFK. …I’m Lacey’s lover. I’m a ghost. But I’m not really dead…I’m alive in Christ.

The song ends.

Silence.

Why am I Lacey Banks’s lover? Well…we’re in love. Forever. Yes…I’m a little different than how you imagined me, I bet. I’m certainly not a homosexual. And I never was a homosexual.

Was I a heterosexual? Well…if you really stop to think about it…it would make sense to think I was. So…was I? Yes. But it’s extremely difficult for me to help you see that.

I’m not going to give you false hope. You need to worship Jesus Christ. There is no way out…without Him. Remember that. Always.

Is there reincarnation? Hmm. Don’t get scared. There is or there isn’t. But…be wise. Millions and millions of people have believed in it. For centuries. And it’s quite odd to assume they thought it was real for no rational reason. …Of course that doesn’t mean it exists. No…it means that as a Christian you need to be sure or ready to debate it for your own safety.

Is this the end of the world? Maybe. Do you want it to be? If you do…that’s very possibly part of the reason why it might be. Just think about it. You matter.

Will there be a rapture? Ideally. Right? But one thing is still certain, thank God: death. But Christ conquered death. So…in Him…even without a rapture…an end WILL COME.

Yes. I GUARANTEE YOU…YOU TOO WILL SOMEDAY…DIE.

Read on. No. Lacey doesn’t use necromancy. She cries. I hold her. And it’s not something she chooses to experience. The incredible sadness or my embrace. …But that’s it. Isn’t it?And I’m happy to say she finds great comfort in my embrace. I’m a man. And I’m dead…but alive in Christ…and we’re madly in love. And if you can’t handle that about me, the man who supposedly loves JFK forever and ever, don’t read on after all…because that popular narrative about me is all a lie. And Lacey is a woman. And always has been. And she never was JFK in any way. Yeah…maybe you’ll find this blog…a bit much.

We’re praying for you, regardless.

There Will Be Blood by Jonny Greenwood plays.

(The following is rated R)