Cornelius the Ancient Vampire - What is it

Cornelius the Ancient Vampire - What is it

There's been a few instances where a thing escapes from Cornelius. It's blood red and looks like a tall man without any skin on it. This entity is the blood god. I've been told this is actually the thing that is inside of vampires and makes them vampires, but here's what's curious about Cornelius. When the thing escapes out of Cornelius, he doesn't stop functioning. You might not know this, but Cornelius has summoned this thing out of actual vampires and it basically kills them. The thing comes out and the vampire slumps to the ground or fizzles into a puddle of dead matter.

So the blood god is fueling vampires, so why doesn't Cornelius slump to the ground? That's because Cornelius isn't a vampire. He's an entity with a blood god inside of him. It is a very strange symbiotic relationship. Cornelius is a god all by himself, or what you would call an entity, which normally is much more powerful than a god. Like mother nature is an entity. It's just that mother nature isn't conscious. It's a set of behaviors that affects weather on this planet and if you expand her, she's what orders the entire cosmos. You cannot separate the weather on this planet from the sun, the moon and the stars and meteors. She's been behaving for the past 100,000 years. This planet used to be a fireball. Then it was a snow ball. She calmed down and became much more agreeable. Life sprouted and she had some hiccups, with going hot and cold again and flooding the entire planet a couple of times, but she's been OK. She is an entity. But, you can't talk to her.

Cornelius, and yes that's not his actual name, is an entity, but you can talk to it. He has children and a lineage, and a hint of it exists in all of us, he descendants, but we're not gods, nor entities. We're mostly human, and there's a touch of the vampire in us. We're called revenants. If we drink his blood, however, we become insanely powerful.

If I recall, Cornelius was floating around and happened by this planet. He landed and the blood god immediately entered him. He promised he would become like the inhabitants of the planet.

Now you and me both, know that humans can't bend water, nor the laws of physics to your will, so it really wasn't an honest contract. But, he did make him have DNA, to a somewhat human extent. Honestly, I believe Cornelius could have worked that out himself.

Cornelius doesn't know everything, but let's just say, he's a really fast learner. However, with this deal with the blood god, he was able to solve thousands of problems with one contract, allow the blood god to inhabit him.

The way the blood works is that it feeds off of the vampire and NORMALLY, as the blood grows stronger, usually through feeding on others' blood, the stronger the vampire becomes. Imagine the blood god's good luck to inhabit Cornelius. He was astronomically powerful.

The thing is, the blood god, usually is the thing that controls the vampire, because it has an voracious appetite to grow, by feeding. The hunger, the thirst is all consuming and it is the vampire that must control it. Cornelius didn't need any of this. There was no overwhelming thirst. It is the blood god that is feeding off of Cornelius and not the other way around.

Also, all of the curses and negatives about a vampire are non-existent with Cornelius. But those curses still exist in the blood god. So when Cornelius goes outside in the noon day sun, the blood god is practically dormant.

Today, Cornelius can snap his finger and make a son, not because of the blood god, but because of just existing on the planet for so long and knowing everything that makes a human a human.

But, to keep the balance, he doesn't. We all come from dirt. If Cornelius snapped his finger, the human would be very much like him. So instead of creating a population of humans that would wipe us out, he creates a son the old fashioned way, impregnates a woman. That hasn't happened in over half a million years, but it could. And, that's how it would be done.

Now, can Cornelius make a vampire? Yes. And it would also be done, the traditional way, put a drop of his blood into a corpse. Well, Cornelius is a bit more powerful than other vampires, so he could literally dig up a grave and make a vampire, bones, dust, doesn't matter. It would be a vampire, and ... it would be close to his blood god's power level, which is ridiculous. It wouldn't be as strong as Cornelius, but as strong as the blood god inside of him, which is something like a million years old, by now. 

I don't think Cornelius has a time frame. 

In fact, I've heard him say he exists outside of time, which I guess means, he started before time.

Now, there has only been one instance where Cornelius made a vampire at full power. This is different from just putting a drop in a corpse. This vampire is still walking around here, somewhere. It takes about a year to prepare the corpse. The corpse is bathed in blood to make it a perfect looking human. All blemishes and discoloration are removed. Every bone is snapped, inch by inch, and the blood bath knits them together, to make a nearly invincible creature. Then thousands of live humans are given a drop of blood, kept in a coma for a  year and their blood drained once a month.

Then on the night of it's creation, the kinder is awakened, still dead, by the sheer force of Cornelius and made to drink from his wrist, itself. This moment makes him a vampire. Then all of those millions of gallons of blood is fed into the vampire from the humans. It takes months and years.

When that is finished, the vampire is presented to Cornelius. He places his finger on the new vampire's head and infusing him with the knowledge of this world. Every language and every time period is his.

This vampire immediately flew away.

Cornelius is incapable of feelings, but, any normal father would be heart broken. He told me about this vampire. I asked where he was. He said, he's somewhere floating around.

I didn't press Cornelius. I know he knows everything, so I guess he didn't walk to talk about his vampire son.

From what he told me, and you could guess, he's a mischievous fellow. He has a very dark sense of humor, like committing crime, being put to death and resurrecting to the shock of everyone, or disappearing and leaving an open grave. I bet, a lot of wives tales were made because of his antics.

Teleportation, Folding Space, Higgs Particle are Real

I believe there is another form of travel, that we, in our ignorance, call teleportation. Why do I say, in our ignorance? Because we're saying, to each other, "as if by magic".  But there may be an entire branch of science, that we just do not know. ( time out: I believe "we" do know, but they've got the person that discovered it, and made him and the invention disappear and the science isn't taught in school )

I have heard about technologies, that were explained, very matter of factly, of how, if you cause a vortex, you can float, and form anti-matter or dark-matter. And this is the technology of the UFOs. 

So then, the real technology of the UFOs is teleportation, or as they said in Dune, the book and movie, "folding space".

But, have you considered sound? Have you seen those video clips of sound warping water into strange shapes, and even high speed cameras showing how the water is actually drops and now flowing together at all, but our eyes can't track the drops that fast?

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UPDATE

Quantum teleportation is a thing. They have already achieved it, but no one talks about it, nor are expanding on it.

Here it how it goes: in the experiment as temperatures approach true zero, they have  had a "thing" and they have had the same "thing" in space, and when they removed an electron here, it teleported and an electron appeared in the thing in space.

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To the people that are against the idea of folding space, which has been a theory since the 40s? maybe even 20s?

Can I direct you to ALSO learn about the Higgs Boson, AKA the Higgs particle, AKA the GOD particle?

And no this IS NOT science fiction. They understand that the god particle, which WE call space, is actually a thing that WE cannot see. how do they know? They have devised a test, that something sitting over there, is moved and it affects something sitting over here.

What does that mean? That means exactly like placing a glass of water on a cheap mattress and you sit on the opposite side of the mattress. What happens? The glass of water falls over.

Now how on earth, could something across the room affect something next to you? That means the god particle touches everything around it.

Now, if you're religious, you can call it:

the spirit realm

the astral plane

the death realm

the metaphysical realm

So folding space then means you can pull the Higgs particle in, like an accordion and put two things next to each other, that are far apart.

The Prince (part 2)

 The Prince (part 2)

"So you're 50 years old?" said Constanza.

The butler choked on his glass of water, he had just put to his lips. The prince gave him a stern look. At that moment, the waiter came over and set his stake on the table and her salad in front of her. The maid had nothing but water, as did the butler. The butler got up and waved, what looked like a pen over the steak.

"Will there be anything else, " the waiter said. The butler turned to him and said, "can we get a doggie bag for this?" The waiter seemed confused, he had only just set the plate down and the patron hadn't even taken a bite.

"Come along dear," said the maid. The prince sat motionless. "Come along dear," the maid said again. Constanza turned to her about to eat her salad, "I haven't eaten yet." "I am not talking to you dear. Haven't you noticed I haven't said a word to you? I am talking to his royal highness," she whispered under her breath.

Now it was Constanza that was confused. The prince swiftly stood up and turned to the waiter, "what is your name?" and stuck out his hand to shake his.

"uh, Jimmy... sir," the waiter stammered, startled by how swiftly the prince stood up and spun around to him. He shook the prince's hand, confused.

The princes lifted his hand to smell his fingers. "Oh I see that you are a smoker." The waiter blushed at this. "Yes... sir." 

"On second thought, we will not need a doggie bag," the butler said. The prince was already out of the door of the restaurant. And the maid was ushering the young lady out of her chair and putting her fork down. Before he left the butler grabbed the waiter's hand and shook as well. He said nothing.

The waiter stood there for a few minutes after the odd party left. The busser came up to the table and swiftly cleared it and cleaned it. The waiter decided to go have a cig out back.

After putting the prince and the young woman in the car, the butler left the car. Constanza asked the maid, who was just sitting down in the front seat, "where is he going?"

"My dear, don't you worry about him. Sir would you like to go somewhere else to eat?" she looked back and forth at them both.

"Yes, I am hungry still," Constanza said.

The maid looked at the prince who was staring off into the distance. "The chef will make us a feast at home. Change of plans, we're eating at the estate."

The prince said nothing. The butler returned and got into the driver's seat. The maid took her kerchief and seemed to wipe some blood off his ear. 

The ride to the estate was in silence. The maid never spoke to Constanza, but she guessed she had been put in charge of her. It seemed like an odd dynamic. The butler spoke to the prince almost constantly and no her, while the maid hovered around her, but didn't say anything to her. When the car stopped, the maid got out and opened the door for her. She stood still after she closed the door. When Constanza went to join the prince when he god out, she grabbed her arms and motioned her to stand next to her.

A maid and a butler opened the doors, and head butler gave them an odd look. The young maid rushed off to the kitchen, to tell the chef to prepare something for the prince and his guest.

Constanza turned to the maid and asked, "why did you hold me back? Aren't I supposed to be here for the prince?"

The maid rolled her eyes and said, "he is in a very bad mood. Best not to interfere with men when they are in such a bad mood. He would never do anything to you, but it would just add to his annoyance."

"Bad mood? I didn't see anything," Constanza stopped going towards the house.

"I've known the prince for 20 years. This was the angriest I've ever seen him," the maid said, grabbing her arm and walking her to the mansion.

"I didn't see anything," Constanza said to herself.

"You'll pick up on things. He can't fly off the handle. He's a prince. Where we're from... nevermind," The maid shook her head. "Now let's wash up and get ready for supper."

"I can wash up alone, thank you," Constanza said, annoyed the maid intended to follow her.

"Not while you're in this estate. I am your chaperon. Besides, if you come live with us, I will always be your chaperon.

And with that, the two went to the bathroom and she sat on a bench while Constanza used the bathroom and washed up.

"It would be best you not say anything to the prince at dinner, unless he speaks to you," the maid said drying her hands off.

When the two go to the dining room, the maid was walking to the other end of the long table, away from the prince, who was already sitting there. But, the butler motioned the two to a chair next to the prince and the other servants were moving the silverware to that spot.

The maid motioned for Constanza to sit there and be quiet.

It wasn't until the two were eating that the prince finally turned to her and said, "our chef is the best."

And he was quite right, the maid, standing by the wall behind the prince kept motioning for her to slow down. The food was so good and she was so hungry. But, she tried to slow down.

"How are you 50? I'm 16 and you look like you're 2 years older than me," Constanza stared at the prince, forgetting all about the delicious food.

The maid threw her hands up and looked up at the ceiling. The head butler, standing beside her snickered, like he did earlier at the restaurant.

"Little miss, that is not polite. And, we don't know why the prince looks like that. His family all look normal, but he never ages. Now, eat your food," the maid said, coming up and placing her napkin in her lap.

The butler was now laughing, in earnest. The prince turned to look at him, and turned back around and laughed as well. "She's right. No one knows why I look like this. Beedie prince the photos."

The butler almost jogged out of the dining room. He came back quickly with a big book and he walked around the table and set beside Constanza and began opening it and narrating. "This is the prince with the queen. Look at how young she looks. Her his highness is with the pope, see he's also young, he passed away almost 2 years now. Here he is next to this building. They removed it about 30 years ago."

He went on and on about this and that, that were 30 - 40 years old and the prince was there, looking the same. When he finished he took out his pocket watch.

The prince stood up and stiffly directed his head at her. "It is getting late. He will take you home."

With that the prince was out of the dining room and off somewhere.

"Miss take your time. You want desert?" he said. Several servants cleared the prince's table spot. No one else spoke to her, nor looked at her. The maid came and stood by her. "Miss you've had a long day with us." In reality it had only been about 3 hours.

When she was finished they were walking to the door. Through some double doors she could hear music and when she peaked in, there sat the prince playing an instrument that looked like a piano, but wasn't. "was he alive when that thing was made."

The head butler almost doubled over with laughter, "that was 200 years ago, miss." The 3 piled into the car and away they went to drop her home. The head butler laughed almost the entire way there.