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| + | '''{{PAGENAME}}''' is a text blog posted by [[Jonas]] directly after the video [[Sexy Librarian Strikes Again!]], and directly before the video [[Abduction!]]. | ||
==Blog== | ==Blog== | ||
| − | + | Flight landed early this morning. Bumpy ride. But I got here safe and sound. I hate flying. | |
| − | + | You know what I hate more though? Dead ends. Run arounds. | |
| − | + | I went to the "auction house," following all of Hymn of None's directions. And... you guessed it. No auction. Nothing. Just a gutted warehouse. Completely abandoned. Broken windows. Graffitied walls. Scratched, cement floors covered in dirt. | |
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| − | I went to the "auction house," following all of Hymn of None's directions. And... you guessed it. No auction. Nothing. Just a gutted warehouse. Completely abandoned. Broken windows. Graffitied walls. Scratched, cement floors covered in dirt. | + | |
At first I was pissed (how could I not be?). Then cautious. Once I calmed down I decided to scope the place out. Eventually I found it... | At first I was pissed (how could I not be?). Then cautious. Once I calmed down I decided to scope the place out. Eventually I found it... | ||
| − | A Crowley Collection flyer. Same one we've all seen. Only this one had some writing on the back. It was a poem, or, I don't know, two pieces of a poem. | + | A Crowley Collection flyer. Same one we've all seen. Only this one had some writing on the back. It was a poem, or, I don't know, two pieces of a poem. |
| − | It's definitely a message. Maybe a clue. Pointing me somewhere. Some new destination. I can't be sure. That's why I need your help. I'm posting the poem because I can't do any research right now. I'm going to keep moving around. Never safe to stay in one place. | + | It's definitely a message. Maybe a clue. Pointing me somewhere. Some new destination. I can't be sure. That's why I need your help. I'm posting the poem because I can't do any research right now. I'm going to keep moving around. Never safe to stay in one place. |
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| + | Anyway, here's what the first part said: | ||
| − | For those who would endeavor | + | '''''For those who would endeavor'''''<br> |
| − | + | '''''to acquire that which was His:'''''<br> | |
| − | to acquire that which was His: | + | '''''Respects must be paid, to those'''''<br> |
| − | + | '''''who embody what He believed.'''''<br> | |
| − | Respects must be paid, to those | + | |
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| − | who embody what He believed. | + | |
And here's the second: | And here's the second: | ||
| − | + | '''''The daughter who lived for 6 years, then died.'''''<br> | |
| − | The daughter who lived for 6 years, then died. | + | '''''The bride who died, then lived for 6 years.'''''<br> |
| − | + | '''''Yet neither has left us.'''''<br> | |
| − | The bride who died, then lived for 6 years. | + | '''''Kneel at their feet and find answers.''''' |
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| − | Yet neither has left us. | + | |
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| − | Kneel at their feet and find answers. | + | |
Can any of you help me figure out what or who these things are about? | Can any of you help me figure out what or who these things are about? | ||
| − | + | ==Updates== | |
| − | + | ===Update 1=== | |
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Based on some of your research, I hopped the L (and then a cab) and went over to Graceland Cemetery. I was looking for the headstone of that Inez Clarke girl -- the daughter who lived for six years. | Based on some of your research, I hopped the L (and then a cab) and went over to Graceland Cemetery. I was looking for the headstone of that Inez Clarke girl -- the daughter who lived for six years. | ||
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(Thanks to Veela-Valoom, Toad, Reedabook, SouthSideHope, CharChar Binks, and Shanon). | (Thanks to Veela-Valoom, Toad, Reedabook, SouthSideHope, CharChar Binks, and Shanon). | ||
| − | + | ===Update 2=== | |
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Got nothing at Rosehill. Mount Carmel was another story. Thanks to you guys, I found another Crowley Collection flyer -- taped to the back of that Italian Bride's headstone. It had five more digits on it. | Got nothing at Rosehill. Mount Carmel was another story. Thanks to you guys, I found another Crowley Collection flyer -- taped to the back of that Italian Bride's headstone. It had five more digits on it. | ||
Revision as of 01:13, 1 October 2008
| Scribbles | |
| Blogger | Jonas |
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| Date Posted | September 24th, 2008 10:19AM PDT |
| URL | lg15.com |
| Adjacent Blogs | |
| Directly after | "Sexy Librarian Strikes Again!" |
| Directly before | "Abduction!" |
Scribbles is a text blog posted by Jonas directly after the video Sexy Librarian Strikes Again!, and directly before the video Abduction!.
Contents
Blog
Flight landed early this morning. Bumpy ride. But I got here safe and sound. I hate flying.
You know what I hate more though? Dead ends. Run arounds.
I went to the "auction house," following all of Hymn of None's directions. And... you guessed it. No auction. Nothing. Just a gutted warehouse. Completely abandoned. Broken windows. Graffitied walls. Scratched, cement floors covered in dirt.
At first I was pissed (how could I not be?). Then cautious. Once I calmed down I decided to scope the place out. Eventually I found it...
A Crowley Collection flyer. Same one we've all seen. Only this one had some writing on the back. It was a poem, or, I don't know, two pieces of a poem.
It's definitely a message. Maybe a clue. Pointing me somewhere. Some new destination. I can't be sure. That's why I need your help. I'm posting the poem because I can't do any research right now. I'm going to keep moving around. Never safe to stay in one place.
Anyway, here's what the first part said:
For those who would endeavor
to acquire that which was His:
Respects must be paid, to those
who embody what He believed.
And here's the second:
The daughter who lived for 6 years, then died.
The bride who died, then lived for 6 years.
Yet neither has left us.
Kneel at their feet and find answers.
Can any of you help me figure out what or who these things are about?
Updates
Update 1
Based on some of your research, I hopped the L (and then a cab) and went over to Graceland Cemetery. I was looking for the headstone of that Inez Clarke girl -- the daughter who lived for six years.
Sure enough, on the back of it was another Crowley Collection flyer. This one was different too... in a another way. No poem. Just a set of numbers. Five numbers:
31268
While you guys try to make sense of that, I'm gonna check out two other cemeteries -- Mount Carmel (for that Italian Bride) and Rosehill (for the Pearce dude).
I'll let you know if I find anything else...
(Thanks to Veela-Valoom, Toad, Reedabook, SouthSideHope, CharChar Binks, and Shanon).
Update 2
Got nothing at Rosehill. Mount Carmel was another story. Thanks to you guys, I found another Crowley Collection flyer -- taped to the back of that Italian Bride's headstone. It had five more digits on it.
It was definitely a phone number. I dialed and got an answering machine for Willow Woods. The answering machine gave me their address and I'm heading there now...
Will post again if I find anything.
(Thanks to Jazz and EsotericTheory for the area code hookup).
