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clarmonde,



Hahaha! I hope you don't think I'm actually attacking you, clar! If anything, I'm enjoying reading your views on the supernatural.



Thank you. And that's all I'm aiming to do with ya, clar - have an open discussion, as I said. Sharing ideas and so forth. David, on the other hand, thinks this is a bad thing to do! Glad Dave's browbeating didn't put you off!



David's reference to my belief that apparitions (ghosts) are of the devil comes from some previous questions he asked me about my beliefs. I gave him my rationale (within a Christian context) for saying why I think this is the case.

And yes, I'm a Christian. That's why during the course of our discussions, I've disclosed my supernatural "bias", that is, I view the real supernatural from a Christian lens. That way, I'm not trying to hoodwink you. You know, right off the bat, where I stand on the issue. That doesn't mean I don't like discussing your own beliefs on the matter, of course. I'm not attacking you for having your own, I'm merely interested in the rationale you have.

If you like, I can reiterate my view on ghosts and give you the rationale behind it.

As to Caled, jeez, Dave claims I'm his "associate", when, as you can see, that couldn't be further from the case. Dave's also refused to revoke that accusation, which says a lot about him.

Caled and I would share similar views on some things (the Christian stuff), although, it's hard to tell, as he doesn't divulge much of his own views during his condescending attacks on others.

Why did I mention Dave's interviews? Well, cos he's the same guy who's called me an "idiot" for having my Protestant views on ghosts, referred to people who do believe in bloodsucking vampires in the same manner...but the interviews expose that he actually believes in vampires, himself. Just not the traditional kind.

He tries to present himself as the scientific, rational "flipside" to the Highgate Vampire angle, yet, if you scrutinise his own beliefs and practices, you're left with quite a biased (occultic/Wiccan) view of the supernatural in its own right. Once again, his tenure on the JREF forum proved that.

Thus, the interviews were linked to to expose this hypocrisy and to give you a clearer insight into what he actually believes, which tends to be glossed over in his postings, here.



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For David.Not so much harrassing,David as offensive about you, like newspaper cuttings written by stupid journalists,like the sort of Jordan/Peter rubbish that they put in theSUN,and NEWS OF THE WORLD! Not so much harrassing,as annoying.I really dont want to be mixed up in this.Its spoiling things for people who are seriously seeking answers to their occult questions. For Caledfwich .Did you hear that,Caledfwich?Stop treating me like an idiot.Let me address some of your questions.You say why am i so desperate to explain away any possibility of the highgate vampire?You ask why David farrants book is more acceptable than Sean Manchesters?You say the bad blood between you is not without good reason?Ill say!!! So lets get this straight.I am so desperate to explain away any evidence of a vampire ,because like most people including yourself,know its a load of rubbish.There are no such things!Why is David Farrants book more acceptable?Because he doesnt go on like some twit about vampires biting into peoples necks.Dont get me wrong.Ilike the book theHighgate Vampire.It is a clever piece of writing.But ,as a fiction novel.It reminds me ofAnne Rice. You say i have a pick and mix approach ?Well i disagree with you there. have tried to explain to Anthony that trying to formulate my ideas ,is much like writing songs.But i get there in the end. Content removed

ForJabberwock and Anthony .I dont think my opinions are half arsed at all.Iam simply trying to formulate my own theories as to what really was the thing that appeared in highgate graveyard.All my take on it was :what was it?For ages ive been pondering that question ,and i think this forum has helped me[ although its a bloody miracle ,what with all the other stuff going on] to come to some conclusions.All my posts were like putting my theories into words,putting ideas out there for testing,and i believe ive come up with an idea what this thing in the graveyard could have been [see 17 qu estions with] .Ihave had leanings towards the pagan side of things for some time,but i dont see anything wrong with people having different views.The problem is i am like sherlock holmes,when i start shoving out ideas on the forum,i sometimes havent got to the conclusion.Its not deliberate.thats why i ask so many questions.People think" where is she going with that?"what is she on about,when really all along,i know where its going i just havent got to that stage yet.Its like writing a song,, bass piano and vocals , and it all sounds quite bizarre,until it all comes together at the end!Please try to see it in that way ,if you can.It is clear that whatever was in that graveyard,was some kind of force.I was just trying to figure out what it was and where it came from.And now ive got more idea.

Tony, I don't know if you are familiar with all the ?friendly? folks on the arcadia forum, but in past there was a gal who posted in a very similar style as Clarmonde.

My curiosity got the best of me so I checked out what a search for Clarmonde would bring and man was I ever spot on...Hi Contessa. This is a sample of what I came across...
http://fmg.ac/Projects/MedLands/GASCONY.htm

That Gascony pedigree makes mention of a Clarmonde de Marson.

here is an excerpt from this book...
http://overdrive.dclibrary.org/3BEE1718 ... 7E7ED%7D...
....Excerpts Chapter One
...
They say I am mad.
Listen, I have seen enough to drive anyone mad, and when the townsfolk see me now, straggling down the street in my ragged gown, sometimes leaning on the rough stone walls of a house or stopping at the fountain to look in the water, when they find me leaning on both hands on a fence to catch my breath before picking up my pack again and hobbling on, then I feel them ease away. The children come out of the byways, calling, "Witch, witch!" They throw stones at me. They are like rats or buzzing flies swarming at some undisclosed signal to my plight; they throw mud and stones at the poor madwoman, with her wild gray hair, which is me. They hoot and point and run in circles round me, touching my torn gray dress and making me forget who I am and what I came out for.
I cover my face with both hands and weep, because I am afraid; because I am a clod of dirt and should have been burnt with the others.
I told them so. "Burn me," I cried. I ran to the two Dominicans, the Preaching Friars in their black robes and stark white hoods, who like our perfecti live in poverty. There were two of them begging outside the cathedral doors. I threw myself on my knees, there on the flagstones, and made obeisance as I used to do to the perfectus bishop Bertrand Marty, bowing in adoratio at his feet. "Burn me," I begged the friars, I am not worthy," and held out both my hands to show the rope-burns on my wrists. But they pulled away, repulsed. I could see the younger one curl his lip at my smell. "I am not worthy to live," I cried. "In the name of Christ! I have lied. I have sworn oaths. I have drunk, fucked, killed. I am unclean."
They gathered their garments and scurried away from the cathedral, away from me.
Then I sank in the dust, leaning against the heavy wooden doors. Not a large cathedral, this one beside the monastery. Not a large monastery either -- only ten or fifteen brothers living there. I scratched my fingers in the dust as our Lord did once when passing judgment on the adulteress, and I thought of all that had happened to bring me to this pass, and all my lovers gone, my friends, a way of life wiped out, and I, the wanderer, lost and trying to do right and trying to serve Christ.
Esclarmonde used to say that misery and self-pity are the lies of the demon. "Take control," she would command in that firm, impatient way she had. I laugh out loud, remembering. "Esclarmonde," I whisper. I can see her crossing the square in her long black habit with a white cord at the waist, and the way she used to cock her head and purse her lips at scrawny me, one reproving eye trying to push some sense into my head. Her socia, Ealaine, would be at her side. Es-clar-monde, the light of the world.
"Jeanne, you don't let horses run away with you," she used to caution me. "You rein them in. The same with the wild horses of your mind. Take control of your thoughts. Curb the dismal thoughts, and force forward those of blessings and thanks. They are horses at your own command."
After a time I picked myself up from the cathedral stones and took my cane and let my feet lead me slowly over the cobblestones, out of the town, past the vineyards and into the woods. My feet knowing where to go.
They took me right through the forest into the pastures where cattle grazed, tended by two little boys. There were some geese too, I remember, and one little goosegirl about six years old with hair as black as night. It fell into her eyes like a straggly pony's mane.
I stopped to stare at her for a long time, leaning on my stick.But she was not mine, that girl, for mine would have been much older, I think, maybe grown by now, though I cannot say for sure, for time...
 
Synopsis
One woman's unforgettable quest for freedom, love, and god.

Then there is this one... check out the writing style...
Treasure of Montsegur: A Novel of the Cathars
Pub. Date: January 2008
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers

Synopsis

One woman's unforgettable quest for freedom, love, and god.

Publishers Weekly
The extermination of the Cathars, a medieval religious sect settled in southern France that condemned the Catholic Church, provides heavy historic drapery for this somewhat lightweight novel. Having barely escaped burning on a pyre along with hundreds of fellow Cathars and Cathar sympathizers following a brutal year-long siege at the mountain fortress of Monts gur, Jeanne is on the run from the Inquisition. Posing as a homeless madwoman, Jeanne recalls her past as an impulsive, sexually driven young woman raised by the saintly Cathars. When a stranger, Jerome, risks his life vouching for Jeanne to the inquisitors, Jeanne is forced to live with him, or else both will face heresy charges. Predictably, romance ensues. This contrivance allows Jeanne to tell her life story, including her survival at Monts gur, amid snuggles and pillow talk. Jeanne's mood swings from brash, intelligent and determined to innocent and meek make her seem more disjointed than complex. Burnham, author of a number of books on spiritual phenomena, including the New York Times bestseller A Book of Angels, is at her best describing mystic and spiritual matters. Jeanne's spiritual transformations ("The soldiers grab me, strip me to the waist: my breasts exposed. They beat me with their leather whips, but oh, my Lady! Each blow brings only exquisite joy. I am transported, for I am filled with Christ and yet I gaze into the glowing eyes of Christ") feel vital and immediate. Despite its flaws, Burnham's novel is an energetic, psychological imagining of the Cathar legend. (June) Copyright 2002 Cahners Business Information.



As ya can see Tony, when ya check out the posts by Contessa Sonia Lorraine ya see a perfect match to out gal Clarmonde here.

What puzzles me is, the vamp-spook genre is quite afield from the run-of-the-mill Cathar genre, yes? There was a lot of speculation 'boot the Cathars in the mad feedin' frenzy prior to release of a not so thrilling to read text called The Rise, which promised to shake the Vatican down to its very foundations,,, but as ya can see The Vatican is a rather sturdy institution, yes?

Contessa I hope ya enjoy swappin' ghastly ghostly not necessarily so sinister tales with us, hehehe

Of course im not some Contessa.Dont be so bloody stupid.The trouble with you is your all mouth and no trousers!

Clarmonde, how come ya emulate her mojo so closely? AND, I do mean close, otherwise how come yer so quick with a flip of the lip to deny it? Have ya been followin' the entire forum that long, to know 'boot her doin' her 'thang'? Yer choice of 'handle' gave ya away, IMHO, hehehe

BTW yer use of a rather quaint but naughty UK'Y expression is completely out of context here , yes? I ain't into the weddin' tackle...'show' biz, far from it. I am just yer average every day modest genius who enjoys a good laugh, preferably at yer expense, of course. If anybody got their nickers twisted its you, yes? Besides I am 69, so, whom am I supposed to impress in the use of weddin' tackle, hehehe, are ya inferrin' yer interested... ROTFLMAO, hehehe

These threads are the funniest act in the UK these daze, yes? That cloning of the Contessa is really gonna be a hard act to follow, IMHO, hehehe

BTW, Dave, how well do ya know the Contessa?, hehehe She has exhibited a diverse range of interests in her posts of the forum previously. I got 1 helluva good belly laugh when Clarmonde/Contessa tore into ya, hehehe How does it feel to be considered a hypocrite?

clarmonde,





To my knowledge, clar, I have never referred to your theories as "halfarsed". I engage you in discussion on them, but I don't say you're not entitled to your views or say there's an issue in having a fully-formed theory. You're more than welcome to this approach, as far as I'm concerned.



Are you referring to your graveyard guardian belief?



I would dispute that, considering what you previously said about vampires.

But anyway, ok, so you lean "towards the pagan side of things". Are you a pagan or Wiccan yourself?

If so, I'm starting to see why you're more sympathetic to David's claims.

jabbs,



My familiarity with people on this forum pretty much extends to a select view, all based on this Highgate Vampire section.



The only current reference I've found concerning that username is some banter about her between you and BULLDOGNIC. Here's what you said about her:



And here's "Nic's" reply:



Which brings me to clarmonde's reponse



Clar, he wasn't accusing you of being a Contessa, I think, but asking you if you previously used "contessa sonia lorraine" as a username. So, did you?

CALEDFWICH .I dont want to send you a PMS.I dont want to talk to you,on the forum or otherwise.If iam breaching any rules by saying this,go ahead and report me.I havent done anything wrong.You cant intimidate me,in this forum or otherwise.Just leave me alone .The only person who is behaving innapropriatly is you.

Tony, BTW, ya don't happen to have any medical training, do ya?. if ya do, puh-leeze, explain to me how anybody can do this...

This is what Clarmonde assumes she can do... rather bewitchin' of her actually, yes? ...CALEDFWICH .I dont want to send you a PMS. Come to think of it, if she sent me one how can I use it? Do ya have to be in wicca to experience it? That is totally beyond my experiential parameters. hehehe

Are there any guys readin' the forum who had a PMS sent to them? and how did it affect ya? Do ya experience monthly brain cramps?

Honest David " Some mothers do 'ave em! "

Frank spencer, please google.

I dont know why you keep on answering these nitwits. Anyhow see you soon!

tata

damiana

It sort of sounds like telekinetic premenstrual tension, but I'm not medically qualified to tackle such issues. That's something more in the "psychic" realm, me thinks...

Heh heh, just ribbin' ya clarmonde.

Also, I suggest that if you keep experiencing harassing messages from caldefwlch, that you report him to the Mod. Telling him off on here, ain't gonna do much except maybe get you censored for "personal attacks".

Speaking of caled, I at least know what his username is derived from:



Speaking of usernames, clarmonde, is it true you used "contessa sonia lorraine" as a previous handle?

Will you please stop wittering on,Anthony or seriously,i will not reply to you again.Ihave never heard of the person you mention.I only went online recently,which explains my difficulty using the full stops etc.Now will you stop this,if you dont ,im afraid i shall see you as a lot of the other idiots who use this forum,who seem to be quite frankly, a few sandwiches short of a picnic!How do i know anything about you,anyway?You seem genuine but David doesnt entirely trust you and the personal things you throw in his face, im not surprised.And i thought girls were bitchy!If i was David,Iwould be tempted to get the next plane to oz to sort you out! You could be an ali of caledfwich,for all i know!

That took you a while laddie..!

clarmonde,



Wow, look who suddenly turned nasty!



First up, claremonde, I never said you were the other person. Just making a query. I also wasn't the first person to raise it. So, relax, petal.

As to the difficulty with the full stops, try utilising the spacebar more effectively.



David doesn't trust me, because I'm one of the few non-Caledfwlch types who openly criticise his claims. Mind you, I've also done the same with his archnemesis. As a result, it means I'm sometimes labeled a "fiend" of Dave's...or an associate of his archnemesis...or his archnemesis, himself!

As to "personal" things, you must have selective vision. You'll note that Dave's messages concerning myself are threaded with personal attacks against me, including my Australian background...like that's somehow relevant to what we discuss.

I don't say anything on here that I can't back up, put it that way. If I make a mistake, then I freely admit it.



Hahaha, yeah, David coming to beat me up...now wouldn't that be scary!

As to girls being bitchy, you haven't noticed Dave's "banter" with Barbara and co? Hell, look at his previous post, which I'll respond to, shortly.

As to me being Caledfwlch, firstly, I live in Australia, which even Dave's aware of. Caled, whoever the hell he is, lives somewhere in Britain. Also, you'd notice that I got into a debate with Caled, who also made personal attacks with me. Why would I attack myself?

Try not to get too paranoid, claremonde and try and hop off the David hobbyhorse for a bit, and think for yourself, eh?

Sheila,



And...? Should I have googled his username sooner? I was bored, somethin' to do there.

Dave,



Well said for someone who doesn't even know what research is. (yes, that's you)

Even after forty years in "psychic" research. Ah wells. Too much time on the turps, I guess.

Ah, wicked! Rog is back!



In context with the rest of the stuff, and considering I've been kind to her and openly engaged in conversation about her graveyard guardians and such...I'd say nasty, yes. My interventions? Pure gold.



Had to Babelfish that one. Very uncouth, sir. Very uncouth

This statement sounds like 'food' for thought. im afraid i shall see you as a lot of the other idiots who use this forum,who seem to be quite frankly, a few sandwiches short of a picnic!

Talking about food for thought, is there something like this gadget to be found in Highgate Cemetery to fend off problematic 'entities', 'vampires', whatever?
http://www.pixeljoint.com/pixelart/17460.htm

Unfortunately I have to link to a website that has a working model of the avatar I chose. How does that quintessential British saying go, about a 'cut lunch'? will that slicer do the trick?

IfForAnthony.The only reason i was so abrupt with you is because you kept saying things that had little meaning,for me.I am not nasty,and it must be very clear from both my posts to you and David,that i can,and DO think for myself! I had a theory what this thing was in the graveyard at Highgate and that is why i asked David about if there were any ley lines.I thought that its possible a pagan sacrifice could have taken place,and this would have left a strong energy behind,certainly strong enough together with the ley lines,to cause the strange phenomena referred to as the"vampire".These were my own theories,no one elses,because ihad a similar experience in a graveyard.So i had to try to figure this out.If you remember,i had even forgotten David had mentioned ley lines in his book,so i had to get it out and check.Ican only re-iterate what i have said,thati class it to be something other than a living creature.The feeling my mother andi experienced was that ,rarther than being evil, it just didnt want us there. Which makes good sense.Havent you heard of the powers that can be harnessed by conciousness in times preceding its embodiment in human form?If there had been a pagan sacrifice buried on the land,as long as the bones are still there ,so the phenomena will be too.What you fail to realise is someone could have given their life to protect that land.Why should it be so surprising that some sort of potent energy remains? If you did something like that,dont you think yours would?

Anthony,

This situation,,,Quote:In French, your continued nit-picking would be called "l'art d'enculer les mouches"

Had to Babelfish that one. Very uncouth, sir. Very uncouth...

Well it has been described like this in these situations...

this is taken from...
http://www.nerve.com/dispatches/levine/mooning/

..."If not filthy, the ass, and its hole, are trivial. In French, which has an extensive argot based on the word cul, or ass, a cul-de-plomb is a pencil-pushing petty bureaucrat (and everyone knows there is no petty bureaucrat pettier than a French bureaucrat). To pick nits or split hairs is enculer les mouches -- literally, to bugger flies.
     So did those Vermont school authorities overreact? To the immediate situation, of course. But given the heft of history, who could blame them? They were onto something they could not, and surely would not if they could, articulate -- something, uh, deeper about the meaning of the exposed buttocks of seventh-grade boys. Out there in Nature's Classroom, unintended lessons were obviously being learned.
     I leave you to ponder another sweet and "meaningless" schoolchildren's activity, the singing, the world over, of "Au Claire de la Lune." According to some scholars, the ditty, written by a well-known seventeenth-century sodomite named Jean-Baptiste Lully, describes the attempted anal intercourse of two familiar, farcical characters. Lend me your pen, the ever-horny Arquelin implores the ever-impotent Pierrot. My candle has lost its fire. Open your door to me, my friend. Pierrot, in bed, sends his importuner to the neighbor woman's door. Pens, candles, fire, beds, doors that open and shut -- my god, what are these children singing about?
     The light of (yes) the moon.

There is this discussion about that very phrase here...
http://forum.wordreference.com/showthread.php?t=1631577

According to the disclaimer we all have to agree on when we request permission to post to the forum, items of aan obscene nature are not permitted.

This tells me. Roger is taking advantage of the moderator's obvious lack of French and worse, yet the moderator's presumptive laziness to want to do what I and Anthony did, and that was to check up on this French obscenity.

It seem Roger is today's candidate for..
http://www.pixeljoint.com/pixelart/17460.htm

claremonde,



Then you gotta see a bigger picture behind it, clar. I understand you're on a quest of understanding and so forth. The gist of my posts was to advise caution on the paths you take. You never know what wolves are in those woods.



I know. What bothered me, was that your dismissive tone (like referring to what I say as "witterings"), which is highly reminiscent of, well, Dave.



I'm aware of the whole ley line thing. David's actually written about it before. So has Gareth. But even including the ley line hypothesis, they're not actually centred at the Cemetery itself. But let's keep something else in mind here, and you can't rule this out, we're operating under the presumption that something actually did happen there. That's not even allowing for possible, outright fraud. Which is a big leap of faith in itself.



Well, that's where it gets to my queries about just what kind of creature you think it is. I'm trying to get an insight into your supernatural worldview, ya see. Obviously, we have different spiritual viewpoints, but that doesn't stop me from trying to understand yours.



I have heard of such phenomena, yes, but I give it a different attribution, you see. For instance, the works of Ed and Lorraine Warren (and I'm pretty suss about their career, mind you) state that demons use a form of negative "energy" to manifest. They thrive on it. The pagan sacrifice you mentioned would be in the realm of the occult, again, a sort of demon magnet, if you will.

But what you're discussing are pre-conceived ideas. As is what I'm relating. It's also operating under two assumptions 1) That pagan sacrifices were carried out 2) that pagan sacrifices are actually able to invoke such forces to begin with.



No, I don't fail to realise that. But, again, we're operating under assumptions here. One of them, is that the entity in question has any kind of motive for protecting that land in the first place. The other presumption is that pagan sacrifices leave behind any kind of energy.

Now you see why I'm trying to understand your viewpoints, so I can get some perspective on your theory!

Hugo,

The Babelfish translation I looked up, even though much more garbled, was also a little more explicit.

And yes, I know, good old Rog was being rather sneaky there in slipping that wonderful French expression under the noses of the mods. In fact, the only posts I've seen him make on this section of the forum, is to launch attacks against meself!

Meanwhile, I've been warned by the powers-that-be about petty things like highlighting allusions to Dave's archnemesis in bold.

So, somehow, I'm the bad guy here! Hell, I was even (briefly) suspended for "personal attacks". Of course, personal attacks against me, seem to be ok!

As to the stuff you uncovered on "Au Claire de la Lune"...bloody disturbing to say the least!

But isn't "Ring a ring of roses" meant to be about the Great Plague of London? Or something to that effect. How about Punch n Judy shows? Spousal abuse!

"Then you gotta see a bigger picture behind it, clar. I understand you're on a quest of understanding and so forth. The gist of my posts was to advise caution on the paths you take. You never know what wolves are in those woods."

Just stay on your own Path, Clarmonde, and ignore other peoples' (including my own).

That way will guide you in the right direction - not a wrong one!

David

I am a little confused!What can any of us do but follow their own path? At the end of the day its all we can do .The path leads and we just have to go down it.Thats all we can do!