So I’ve been doing research for a fictional book idea I’ve had for years and luckily, no one has come out with anything similar. I started the research in 2009 and I have come into contact with many interesting people with some interesting backgrounds.
One of these people called me last night and I had a VERY weird conversation with him. I think it’s important to share what he told me last night. But first, a little background. He’s only 28 (we met when he was 26) but one of the most intelligent people I’ve ever known (and I’m 42). His depth of understanding things is amazing and to me he’s a much older person in spirit. He knows I’m working on a book but has never asked what it is about. He has very strange tattoos with esoteric symbols in them. Nothing Mason but more Illuminati like symbols. I’ve asked him about them but he refuses to say what they mean. I do not want to describe them because someone on here may know him. (who knows?) When I told him what I believed the tattoos mean, he seemed impressed and we began to talk about esoteric religions and what not. He did admit that he was KNOSTIC. I don’t know much about his background but he was military and I believe special forces, but he won’t say. One of his tats suggest it. He talks more when he is drinking but it’s always coded and I’ll say “Wait, what was that? And he’ll reply, “Nothing, just forget it.” One time he was drunk and asked what I would think if he told me he was part of a special group. He stopped when I asked more questions. I’ve always thought he’s had secrets that are eating him up inside and that’s why he drinks so much. He was drunk when he called last night.
So here’s how the phone call went after unrelated discussions: (Mark is not his real name)
Mark: This generation is not going to be able to handle it when the shit goes down.
Me: What do you mean?
Mark: Their mommies have been doing everything for them and when the person next to them dies right in front them, they’re going to lose their collective minds. Which will make the situation worse.
Me: When you say the shit goes down, what are you referring to?
Mark: Next year is it.
Me: What is it?
Mark: That’s all the time we have left.
Me: Got it, what’s going to happen?
Me: Mark, what is it?
Mark: NO, no, no, You don’t understand. You’re just like everyone else. They say, get out of here, you’re crazy, that can’t happen.
Me: Try me. I know a lot more than you think I do.
Mark: I know you do. But it’s beyond anything a person could imagine, You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.
Me: Mark, I’ve got kids. If you know something this important, I have to know to give us a chance.
(Mark starts to sound like he’s moaning softly)
Mark: Listen. You’ve got to start training your kids NOW!
Me: Training them for what?
Mark: To survive! Cause this time next year, you and I aren’t going to be here.
Mark: (Mumbling) Maybe Nebraska or Kansas.
Me: What about them? Are you saying that’s a safe zone.
(pause) Mark: Maybe
Me: Are you going there?
Mark: No, it’s not my mission.
Me: It’s not your mission? What mission?
Mark: To save as many souls as possible. (yells out in frustration) How am I gonna do this? I took an oath you know? This is where I belong. (Yells) I’m a f*cking soldier!
Me: Save souls? What are you now, an evangelist?
Me: You told me once to keep my eye on the sun. Is this about that?
Mark: Yes, get ready man! Next year it starts. Get your kids ready.
Me: How am I suppose to get my kids ready?
Mark: Teach them to survive! Without you! That’s their chance! Teach em how to fish, gather food, GROW food! You get it!
Me: What about the water? (seeing if he bites, we live on the coast)
Mark: What water?
Me: You know, the water from the wave. Isn’t there going to be massive waves?
Mark: What? NO! forget that! Stop thinking of this as an event and think of it as a ……change.
Me: What’s going to change?
Mark: Everything…..Look, why are the bloodlines so important?
(Now I’m sitting up in my chair because I have never discussed the bloodlines with this guy!)
Me: I don’t know (playing dumb)
Mark: You see, they already know only 10% are going to make it.
Me: 10% of the entire world?
(Ignores my question) Mark: That’s why they cherish the bloodlines. I can tell you this and then I’m done, the one’s from days of old aren’t going to make it and they know it.
Me: But the children are going to survive?
Mark: Not all. But I never said there wasn’t going to be pockets of survivors.
Me: This is starting to sound like that movie “The Knowing”.
Mark: That movie is Bullshit! Ok, well I shouldn’t say that. They did get ONE thing right in that movie.
Me: What? That spaceships are going to pick up the kids and the adults are left behind?
Mark: No, that’s the bullshit part. There’s no aliens that are going to save anyone.
Me: So what? The part about the sun?
(At this point, my 4 year old son is running around the house and trips. He has hit the fireplace stones hard and is crying)
Me: Mark, I got to go. My kid just hurt himself.
Mark: M----, Wait listen. You listening? I’m f*cking being serious here. Start training your kids now. We only have till next year. You got it.
Me: Yeah I got it. Call me back ok cause I want to know more.
Mark: Ok, I’ll talk to you later.
After that my wife knew something was up cause she kept asking me what was wrong. I didn't tell her. I will update this thread if I can get more information out of him.
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