T.A.F.O.
Posted: Mon May 19, 2008 2:58 pm
heres a story i have been working on. i haven't even really started. this is just the beginning and is a rough draft.
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T.A.F.O.
the Sage document
03/15/2014
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authors note: through several years of research i have found horrible truths. truths that are the spawn of nightmares. this hellish knowledge came to me from dreams. dreams so incomprehensible that it has caused thousands of deaths of the unknowing inhabitants of this reality. this is knowledge that must be forgotten, for if it is not then the beings of this truth will raise again and consume humanity. this may be the last thing i ever right. this is my legacy. with this knowledge coming to light for humanity... we can prepare ourselves for the coming dread. writing this will put my life in danger. the beings of ice do not wish to be in the light of knowledge and understanding. they are and have been the puppet masters. the nightmares are clawing and screaming like a tiger in a cage. they are our true gods. waiting, wishing, never to be understood and to only form our history. we might think that we are intelligent enough or able to understand such dissolute knowledge, but in the end this knowledge is our end.
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chapter 1
a revelation
walking through a frozen tundra, black... the ice was almost pitch black... and i could hear something calling to me, lesz ici сое devoto inoperante. something was calling to me and i had to know what... then i saw it... it was what looked like a snowman but its angles and dimensions were all wrong. what was round looked flat, what was protruding looked to be caving-in. the idea alone made my mind bleed with impossibility. i began to scream. my eyes started to ooze blood.
i woke up. i had no idea if that was a dream or not. but i had to find out what it meant. i had to find out what that thing was.
i first discovered a small remnant of strange information when researching "the donner party" one sunday morning:
"On May 19, 1846, the Donners and Reeds joined a large wagon train captained by William H. Russell. Most of those who became members of the Donner Party were also in this group. For the next two months the travelers followed the California Trail until they reached the Little Sandy River, in what is now Wyoming, where they camped alongside several other overland parties. There, those emigrants who had decided to take a new route ("Hastings Cutoff", named after its promoter, Lansford Hastings), formed a new wagon train. They elected George Donner their captain, creating the Donner Party, on July 19. At its height it numbered 87 people....
When they reached the Sierra Nevada at the end of October, a snowstorm blocked their way over what is now known as Donner Pass. Demoralized and low on supplies, about two thirds of the emigrants camped at a lake (now called Donner Lake), while the Donner families and a few others camped about six miles (ten kilometers) away, at Alder Creek...."
September 26, 1846 was the date of the snowstorm according to wiki. but later research found that there was no snow storm. history cooperative states that it was VERY sunny and the weather around that time was around 86 degrees Fahrenheit.
i came to the conclusion that ether wiki or history cooperative had misinformation. i interviewed both a wiki representative and a history cooperative representative. they demanded that they had the right information and that the other is ether not getting the right information or is lieing.
i decided to get in contact with the Nevada hall of records. they demanded that it was raining on that day and the temperature was 57degrees Fahrenheit. But they also told me to talk to Dr. Stringer. they told me that he was a famous weatherologist and well learned.
when i arrived to his house in Delaware he told me that they were all right and told me of the organization Named T.A.F.O. and refused to say anything more. the look on his face was the strangest part. he was terrified but of what i had no idea and nor did i care.
hours upon hours i searched the confined reaches of the internet. after awhile i fell asleep while searching for information on T.A.F.O.. when i woke, i found something odd on my screen i saw a strange statue. it was being sold on ebay. with closer study i found that there was some kind of writing on it. i had to find-out what it said. so i bought it.
i found that the words on it were in ancient Greek and read-
ένα επίθ μέρα το πλήθος Πολύ το παγωμένος ένα βούληση άνοδος
from here i found that there was a card of some sort glued to the bottom of the statue. it read "Dr. strangelove", i intended to find this doctor. i asked my friend Nathan Cordy (a PI) to help me with the finding of the doctor.
we found this doctor in pennsylvania in the city of Lock Haven at the address of 423 Bellefonte Ave. with much questioning he told us that the beings name was erus-gelidus-gelu-diabolus. he said the origins of the name was ancient latin and to try to find the history of the frosty demon was madness.
i began to wonder. what kind of being could cross the span of two great civilizations and be undocumented, unheard of, and almost be nonexistent. and weirder yet, how could i have known any of this? why was it I that was given that dream... the dream that seemed to be more of a vision then a dream each day i found more horrible proofs to the idea of this all being real?
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authors note: i can hear the things. the things that ARE the nightmares of men. the things that slither slowly into the mind meant only to cause madness. i don't know how much longer i can hold onto my sanity, their coming for me... i can feel the fear changing what i once was... i can hear something at the door... it's very cold... their coming for me...
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T.A.F.O.
the Sage document
03/15/2014
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authors note: through several years of research i have found horrible truths. truths that are the spawn of nightmares. this hellish knowledge came to me from dreams. dreams so incomprehensible that it has caused thousands of deaths of the unknowing inhabitants of this reality. this is knowledge that must be forgotten, for if it is not then the beings of this truth will raise again and consume humanity. this may be the last thing i ever right. this is my legacy. with this knowledge coming to light for humanity... we can prepare ourselves for the coming dread. writing this will put my life in danger. the beings of ice do not wish to be in the light of knowledge and understanding. they are and have been the puppet masters. the nightmares are clawing and screaming like a tiger in a cage. they are our true gods. waiting, wishing, never to be understood and to only form our history. we might think that we are intelligent enough or able to understand such dissolute knowledge, but in the end this knowledge is our end.
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chapter 1
a revelation
walking through a frozen tundra, black... the ice was almost pitch black... and i could hear something calling to me, lesz ici сое devoto inoperante. something was calling to me and i had to know what... then i saw it... it was what looked like a snowman but its angles and dimensions were all wrong. what was round looked flat, what was protruding looked to be caving-in. the idea alone made my mind bleed with impossibility. i began to scream. my eyes started to ooze blood.
i woke up. i had no idea if that was a dream or not. but i had to find out what it meant. i had to find out what that thing was.
i first discovered a small remnant of strange information when researching "the donner party" one sunday morning:
"On May 19, 1846, the Donners and Reeds joined a large wagon train captained by William H. Russell. Most of those who became members of the Donner Party were also in this group. For the next two months the travelers followed the California Trail until they reached the Little Sandy River, in what is now Wyoming, where they camped alongside several other overland parties. There, those emigrants who had decided to take a new route ("Hastings Cutoff", named after its promoter, Lansford Hastings), formed a new wagon train. They elected George Donner their captain, creating the Donner Party, on July 19. At its height it numbered 87 people....
When they reached the Sierra Nevada at the end of October, a snowstorm blocked their way over what is now known as Donner Pass. Demoralized and low on supplies, about two thirds of the emigrants camped at a lake (now called Donner Lake), while the Donner families and a few others camped about six miles (ten kilometers) away, at Alder Creek...."
September 26, 1846 was the date of the snowstorm according to wiki. but later research found that there was no snow storm. history cooperative states that it was VERY sunny and the weather around that time was around 86 degrees Fahrenheit.
i came to the conclusion that ether wiki or history cooperative had misinformation. i interviewed both a wiki representative and a history cooperative representative. they demanded that they had the right information and that the other is ether not getting the right information or is lieing.
i decided to get in contact with the Nevada hall of records. they demanded that it was raining on that day and the temperature was 57degrees Fahrenheit. But they also told me to talk to Dr. Stringer. they told me that he was a famous weatherologist and well learned.
when i arrived to his house in Delaware he told me that they were all right and told me of the organization Named T.A.F.O. and refused to say anything more. the look on his face was the strangest part. he was terrified but of what i had no idea and nor did i care.
hours upon hours i searched the confined reaches of the internet. after awhile i fell asleep while searching for information on T.A.F.O.. when i woke, i found something odd on my screen i saw a strange statue. it was being sold on ebay. with closer study i found that there was some kind of writing on it. i had to find-out what it said. so i bought it.
i found that the words on it were in ancient Greek and read-
ένα επίθ μέρα το πλήθος Πολύ το παγωμένος ένα βούληση άνοδος
from here i found that there was a card of some sort glued to the bottom of the statue. it read "Dr. strangelove", i intended to find this doctor. i asked my friend Nathan Cordy (a PI) to help me with the finding of the doctor.
we found this doctor in pennsylvania in the city of Lock Haven at the address of 423 Bellefonte Ave. with much questioning he told us that the beings name was erus-gelidus-gelu-diabolus. he said the origins of the name was ancient latin and to try to find the history of the frosty demon was madness.
i began to wonder. what kind of being could cross the span of two great civilizations and be undocumented, unheard of, and almost be nonexistent. and weirder yet, how could i have known any of this? why was it I that was given that dream... the dream that seemed to be more of a vision then a dream each day i found more horrible proofs to the idea of this all being real?
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authors note: i can hear the things. the things that ARE the nightmares of men. the things that slither slowly into the mind meant only to cause madness. i don't know how much longer i can hold onto my sanity, their coming for me... i can feel the fear changing what i once was... i can hear something at the door... it's very cold... their coming for me...
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