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Does god exist?

Logan38

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Now, after reading this forum and speaking to some people here. I am going to answer everybody in this one post. Now, because I know how people are, there are going to be certain people here as well, that do not look into what I am saying and starting replying without looking at the evidence provided. Some may even say, what evidence? Others, will view and not reply at all. Others will not even read this whole message and reply with off point comments.

What you need to understand is. God is NOT a human being. Not in anyway. Any many people, also Christians, have gotten it all wrong. One of the most important things they got wrong is the beginning of the old testament. It states, Genesis 1:1 - In the beginning, god created the HEAVENS and the earth. That is the correct translation. Never did god say to people there was a heaven. The heavens is a reference to the universe this planet is in. Secondly, because many Christians did not read the old testament or if they did, did not understand what was said at the beginning. It clearly states: God said... And then it happened. In other words, God has the power of speaking. He says, then it happens. It was not meant as God telling people what he had done with a toolbox. God does not sit around calculating mathematics and other things. That is the thinking of human beings. This environment you are in, was not created by mathematics. The universe/multiverse was created by mathematics, but is just a subset of the complete environment.

Now, once again. I am going to show people something here. It is a pattern, created by God, to prove who he is, in this reality. This pattern I am going to show you is impossible. It extends from the message into a series of videos, 43 to be exact. They show impossible matches, with things set by God himself. Before I do that, I would like to show you something else, in the case you are not aware of these things.

The light speed:
299,792,458 m/s. It ends in 58
Approx. 186000 Miles/s. 186

The first 12 numbers of Pi(Referenced in the videos):
3.14159265358. Ends in 58.

Now, you may wonder, what does that have to do with anything? Well, Why is the light speed the light speed? Because God said so. Why does it calculate to miles/s like that? Because God said so. People might think they do everything themselves, but it should have been clear, reading biblical texts, that god can instruct, put things in peoples minds. People are not smarter or more capable than god. People are a creation.

It is very simple. In this pattern that I am going to show you, the number 58 is mentioned. So is the number 186. It is mentioned in this message and the videos, how that is linked. What is shown here, is impossible. People with real intelligence should realize that.

I am not going to view nor read the replies I get to this, because, usually, they are only insults or people that do not understand nor look at the videos anyway. It really does not interest me, what you have to say with your negativity. Some of you claim to be researchers, but replying without looking with negative comments, just shows you are a blind fool. I have seen it many times. So, now I will post the proof, the proof that god exists:

Hi! So , I am going to be as clear as possible. The creator/god/Jesus Christ is already here. Now, some explanation that is missing from the message I will be pasting, I will add here. As you can read in the message, GOD(3 letters)=7+15+4=26(letters in the real alphabet)=2+6=8, 38. But there is only 1 master number, 11. 3+8=11. JESUS=10+5+19+21+19=74=7+4=11. So, that says with mathematics god=Jesus right? Now, Jesus is depicted in blue, red and gold in proper art. Look at what happens: GOLD=7+15+12+4=38! 3+8=11! BLUE=2+12+21+5=40=4+0=4, RED=18+5+4=27=2+7=9, 49! LOGAN=12+15+7+1+14=49! You see? Was there the whole time already, people just had not figured it out. How about I explain the connection with the Epic, mentioned in video 1,2 and 3 of my playlist as well? Here we go:

As you can read in the e-mail I am sending you, my birthday is 121280, It clearly states the position in the number Pi, which is 3 and an infinite number, infinity symbol on its side is the symbol 8, as in 38, 194238.. Now, 19, Yeah, is the number I was living on, De rungraaf 19 in Eindhoven. 42, which is also mentioned in my videos, in combination with a woman named Miss K8, 42 is also mentioned in HitCHhikers' guide to the galaxy, CH, Because her name is Kateryna=8 Kremko=6 Kremko has life path 1, so her numbers are 1,8,6.. My name, is Logan=5 van=3 Engelen=7 birthday 12, 3,5,7 and 12.. 1+8+6+3+5+7+12=42.. My address, de rungraaf 19, is also in 77 numbers of phi. 77, is the number my supposed mother lived on in her life, it also 1977, when Close encounters of the 3rd kind was released, the movie, and Eindhoven, yeah, has the evoluon, a giant UFO shaped building, that is 77 meters across. The 5 notes or tones of the movie Close encounters of the 3rd kind, can be found in the number Pi, as shown in my videos. They give a reference to a place called the Epic in Tilburg, where I went to meet Kateryna and Kimberly, a friend of hers. Do you see both names start with K? Hey, did you know this yet? JESUS=10+5+19+21+19=74 7+4=11.. 11 is the only master number. Wanna see what happens when we look up those notes in the number pi? They are D E C C G.. 45337.. So, fine, here we go.. We do it in 2 iterations, as that is how I created it.. First, the first ten matches. Then eleven. You can check this yourself at:
http://www.angio.net/pi/
Just remember to add 1 right? The index is from the beginning.. We are going to numerology these indexes, because if you would have looked at my videos, you would have understood, I purposely use numerology.
1: 51591=5+1+5+9+1=21=2+1=3

2: 112322=1+1+2+3+2+2=11

3: 183368=1+8+3+3+6+8=29=2+9=11

4: 238861=2+3+8+8+6+1=28=2+8=10=1+0=1

5: 460261=4+6+0+2+6+1=19=1+9=10=1+0=1

6: 569265=5+6+9+2+6+5=33=3+3=6

7: 644728=6+4+4+7+2+8=31=3+1=4

8: 873608=8+7+3+6+0+8=32=3+2=5

9: 970334=9+7+0+3+3+4=26=2+6=8

10: 987977=9+8+7+9+7+7=47=4+7=11

11: 1116243=1+1+1+6+2+4+3=18=1+8=9

So, you now going complain about the reorder I do with this or what? I put it like that on purpose, because of the number 58, as the sky phenomenon in Sweden was at a ski resort with the number 58 and it was not a sun dog or sky angel or whatever else you stupid fake scientists make up about it. I did that. For christ sake. So, 10 iterations.

3 11 11 1 1 6 4 5 8 11

You see the 58? Reorder..

5 3 8 11 11 1 1 6 4 11

Now, you can not get 0 with numerology, can you understand that or what?

The address of the Epic in Tilburg is:

Heuvelring 116
5038 CL

Heuvelring=8+5+21+22+5+12+18+9+14+7=121=1+2+1=4.

So, we got the 116 in there right? Hey, and the numerology value of Heuvelring, which is 4 also right? So, we got left:

538 11 11 11

Well, how about we look at it this way? Kateryna, who was there, K=11, Kimberly, who was there, K=11, I was there, Jesus=11.. But, if you split that (there are pictures in my videos proving I was there and those women as well) we get 111, 111.. 1+1+1=3=C, 1+11=12=L.. So you get the full postal code of the Epic.. If you read my E-mail, you would know, 538 is in my name chart.. How about we do 11 iterations now huh?

3 11 11 1 1 6 4 5 8 11 9

Do you see it? You do not? How about this? EPIC, E=5, P=16, I=9, C=3.. So, we remove those values:

11 11 1 4 8 11

148?
Logan=12+15+7+1+14=49
Van=22+1+14=37
Engelen=5+14+7+5+12+5+14=62
49+37+62=148.

So, here is the rest of the message. You going to look into this now or what? Would be nice you know:

Does God Exist? I have read many times, that people say Nobody has proof god exists. Now, what if I say, I have proof God exists? Would people be willing to look at what I want to explain to them/show them? It is all about, what you think the creator/god is correct? Now, lets say, the creator/god, creates an existence, actually for himself, to walk around here and interact with people, would people think that is actually possible? Now, how would he go about proving, he is actually the creator/god? Would people think, it would be possible for him to create a puzzle, a pattern, that Nobody could solve? And by solving it, proving who he really is? Do people think he would be able to do something like that? Well. There is such a puzzle/pattern. I have understood, some people have noticed some of it, but brushed it off as coincidence correct? I will start explaining it, but, if you really want to come up with a conclusion of what I am about to show you, you will have to look at all that is presented, as others, in the past, have failed to do so. The puzzle, has to do with numbers, colors, numerology and symbology. I will start at the beginning:

GOD(3 letter word)=7+15+4=26 2+6=8, 38. The 8 can be seen as the infinity symbol on its side, which is sometimes also used as the symbol for a paradox.

Are people aware of the Illuminati symbolism? It is on the dollar bill correct? It says, ‘In god we trust” right? It then says, in the seal, Novus Ordo Seclorum, which has been falsely used as New world Order, because it actually means, New order of the Ages.

The symbol is a triangle and an EYE. Triangle=3, EYE=5+25+5=8, 38.

In science, every atom is made out of protons, correct? A proton is made out of 3 Quarks(QU=17 21=83, 38 backwards) which exchange 8 gluons, 38.

The weight/mass of a proton is 938 Mev/c. 938 in alphabet is ICH. ICH comes from the old greek word ICHTHUS, in which ICH, I=Jesus, CH=Christ.

CH=38.

CHristianity. CHurCH. And in chuRCH, with numerology, R=18=1+8=9, so it also says 938.

In Chemistry, CH is very common.

Light takes approx 8.3 minutes to get from the sun to the earth, 38 backwards.

The moon is receding at 3.8 cm a year from the earth, 38.

The earth is the 3rd of 8 planets, 38.

DNA, when written like this, says C G A T, correct? C=3, G=7, A=1, T=20=2+0=2. Could we agree that you could see that as 3, 7, 12? This will be shown later.

Can people imagine that, the creator/god could have put ideas into peoples minds, 1000s of years ago, that would actually predict or match him? Are people here aware of many of the biblical stories?

How about this:

My supposed father was born on the 26st of August, star sign, Virgo, depicted as the Virgin.

I later in my life, moved to a place called Helmond, the Netherlands. Translated to English, that means the Mouth of Hell. A lot of people wanted to fight me, hurt me etc. in that place.

I later moved back to Eindhoven, to the Heilige Geestraat, in English that means, Holy Ghost street. It is between, the Paradijslaan, English, Paradise lane, and the Edenstraat or Edenstreet.

I eventually ended up at a workplace, getting into a big fight with some Jewish people, that did not seem to agree with what I said about the money system. They then threatened to kill me, my family and even crucify me.

Now, the word CREATOR=3+18+5+1+20+15+18=80 and of course 8+0=8, which is also infinity on its side, but 80. My birthday is the 12th of the 12th 1980. 12 is a common biblical number correct?

To make it even more interesting, the number pi, is 3 and an infinite number behind the . or , correct? Can you then see it symbolically, if you turn infinity back on its side as 38?

If you look up the number 121280, in the number pi, you will find this index: 194238. It ends in 38. It is followed by 839 or 938 backwards.

My name, seems to have a hidden element. First off, my last name, van Engelen, means ‘of Angels’ in English. Besides that:

Logan=5 letters, van=3 letters, Engelen=5+14+7+5+12+5+14=62 6+2=8. So it says 538.

Now, to make it even more interesting, I have a video series here, that explains the rest of this pattern combining people, locations, music track lyrics, CDs, the numbers pi, tau(2 times pi), phi, Fibonacci, colors, numbers, numerology, symbology etc. all into a single pattern, also showing the number 38.

I have been showing this for quite sometime and what is also interesting, is that somebody named Joseph, found it necessary to come and insult me. Later on, somebody named Matthew also thought that was somehow necessary.

I will tell you this last thing, after staying in the Netherlands, I decided to leave and go to Lloret de mar, Spain, which some people have called like Babylon. In this place, I eventually got introduced to another woman, for a cheaper place to stay, this woman's last name ended in CH. In this new place, I ended up in a room, next to another woman, also staying at that place, named Maria.

I will explain one last thing before I post the video playlist. I end up going to a place, called Epic. I show, in the videos, how the postal code, address and name are in the number pi. It also show a reference to the number 58, linking it back to me and 2 other women that I met there.

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLH2nyhc3kOpmNLSAQ8EyryL1xzHR7-ZqU

The word Epic, a user name ending in CH are visible in the following video. It also seems to have been shot in vemdalen sweden, where there is a ski resort at number 58.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q4cRY51yW9k


I would like to add some extra details to the explanation, as I do not think people even think of this, when they watch the playlist I added here. In the first video, I mention CHarles Manson. I also mention the matrix movie, which was directed by the WaCHowski's starring Keanu CHarles Reeves as Neo.

To make it even more interesting, I will add a video, illustrating a puzzle, that links back certain band names and track titles, to the puzzles shown in the first video of the playlist. It also features a track by Deep Purple, CHasing shadows. People should know/remember Deep purple featured people like John Lord and RitCHie Blackmore.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WFIeFGYJGbw

I will also add another puzzle, that uses a track title and information, more anagrams etc.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KCwN8E7p4HA

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XM20jzNEufs

I would also like to add that the first video of the 'Here is your proof' playlist, is part of a longer set of videos, linking more stuff together with a set of music mixes called the 3rd testament.

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLH2nyhc3kOpnJaNIciYSbGpG1Z0hWlw6S

The 3rd testament mixes are not on soundcloud anymore, but can be found here:

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLH2nyhc3kOplywuLXT-R03SOfCqpuTkiE

I would also like to add, I "predicted" the position of a certain female DJ in the top 100 twice, in the video series. Miss K8, Kateryna Kremko. As you can see in the first video, the number 88 is clearly visible in the properties of the document I gave her. It is later referenced again, in the video 88 in the playlist.

Her position in 2016 was 88:

https://djmag.com/top-100-djs/poll-2016-miss-k8

Her position in 2017 was 58 and 58 was mentioned in the second video, was it not?:

https://djmag.com/top-100-djs/poll-2017-miss-k8

Lastly, I would like to add, I arrived in Lloret de mar, Spain, early this year. There was a referendum for the Independence of Catalonia. You check the vote count for independence yourself, as it ends in 38:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catalan_independence_referendum,_2017

Oh, one last thing. I spent some time chasing this DJ, Miss K8 around. I did. She played in Switzerland, Basel. Following her there, I end up getting the number 38 again on my boarding pass and some other things, which I show in the video:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9DA9lX6wC1A

Now, are you people going to understand what I showed you here?

Well ,that is very nice. Have a look at all of that then and I hope to hear from you!

Merry CHristmas!

Have a nice day!

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Now... I have made it very, very clear, that because people have ignored me, not made me known, hardly spoken about me, for 2 years, people now have less than 2 months on this planet, before I leave and destroy everything and it is judgement day. That is what my later videos on my youtube are about. People can still do something about that. Are you people going to understand the seriousness of this matter then? Because it really is serious.

You should understand, the explanation in this e-mail. Things in biblical texts were written down incorrectly. People were told, people are made out of matter(clay), Atoms(Adam), Electrons(Eva). Every Atom is made out of protons. the mass, mentioned in this e-mail is 938. ICH, I=Jesus CH=Christ. That is why it says in biblical texts: 2 corinthians 13:5 - Do you not realize that Christ Jesus is in you—unless, of course, you fail the test?

Now, there would be a sign in the sky correct? It is not my fault people make things up when they write them down. This sign is shown in the video included in this e-mail, the video shot in vemdalen sweden.

Now, as you may or may not know, I have contacted many, many churches, tv stations, news papers etc. etc. etc. around the world about this. If nothing is done, it is peoples own fault and you will all be judged accordingly.

You have your opportunity to do something about this.

Have a nice day!
 
Jesus *********** wept, what a wall of utter bollocks. Luckily, we've not had any numerology around here for a while, so you may get more patience than this bilge deserves........but be prepared to have your nonsense shredded.

Have you posted this elsewhere?

Is this you?
 
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My husband is bringing me home a chocolate milkshake, which makes me very happy. :)
 
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*I walk over to the window. My face illuminated by the flashing neon sign outside. I take a deep hit of my cheap cigar and wash the taste down with a shot of rotgut whiskey from my flask.*

I'll never forget her. I knew that woman was trouble when she walked in. Face that couldn't not be beautiful despite the tears running down her face, body that could make a Bishop kick in a stain glass window, voice like a angel's harp. Told me she had gotten into trouble. I said "Lady haven't we all." I should have let her walk out that door but, what kind I say I'm sucker for a pretty face with a sad story.

And when she slide the faded, black and white photo across the desk at me, the photo of her, a happier her, and a little girl that looked so much like her she didn't even have to tell the story for me to know, I knew that I wasn't going to let her walk out.

Even know, knowing what I know, knowing what hell looking for that little girl would bring, knowing how far into the dark this was going to take me, I still wouldn't have let her go.
 
Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.

Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.

But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate—we can not consecrate—we can not hallow—this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us—that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion—that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain—that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom—and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.
 
Whether or not God exists, the OP is doing a lousy job of trying it.

Numerology? A series of 43 videos to watch? A refusal to read or reply to any of the replies to the thread?

I read about a third of the OP and just gave up. What's the point in continuing to read such drivel, especially when the OP isn't going to defend it?
 
OP, and this is both mathematically accurate and sincere: If you take my weight in pounds, divide it by the length of my phallic member in inches, and add my height in feet, you get exactly 42. Am I The One?
 
This is the Corn Gods Timecube Tycho Model thrown into a blender and then splattered against a wall.

Encore! I need the lulz!
 
Sorry, Logan38. You're abusive.

If I believed without evidence I could say your wall of text is intended to numb other posters and that you're doing it in the hope you're argument is like a rope: if one fibre can be proved broken, the strength of the rest can hold the argument together.

But I only can say you lost me when after reading some tomfooleries I came to the bit when you say "299,792,458 m/s. It ends in 58" (why didn't you chose verstas? the result is magical! why didn't you chose the binary system? the result is divine! why didn't you chose hexadecimal and leagues? the result reads FAC something!). If you cannot realize how stupid that is, I pity you.
 
Every now and then, in these days, the boys used to tell me I ought to get one Jim Blaine to tell me the stirring story of his grandfather’s old ram–but they always added that I must not mention the matter unless Jim was drunk at the time–just comfortably and sociably drunk. They kept this up until my curiosity was on the rack to hear the story. I got to haunting Blaine; but it was of no use, the boys always found fault with his condition; he was often moderately but never satisfactorily drunk. I never watched a man’s condition with such absorbing interest, such anxious solicitude; I never so pined to see a man uncompromisingly drunk before. At last, one evening I hurried to his cabin, for I learned that this time his situation was such that even the most fastidious could find no fault with it–he was tranquilly, serenely, symmetrically drunk–not a hiccup to mar his voice, not a cloud upon his brain thick enough to obscure his memory. As I entered, he was sitting upon an empty powder-keg, with a clay pipe in one hand and the other raised to command silence. His face was round, red, and very serious; his throat was bare and his hair tumbled; in general appearance and costume he was a stalwart miner of the period. On the pine table stood a candle, and its dim light revealed “the boys” sitting here and there on bunks, candle-boxes, powder-kegs, etc. They said:

“Sh–! Don’t speak–he’s going to commence.”

I found a seat at once, and Blaine said:

I don’t reckon them times will ever come again. There never was a more bullier old ram than what he was. Grandfather fetched him from Illinois–got him of a man by the name of Yates–Bill Yates–maybe you might have heard of him; his father was a deacon–Baptist–and he was a rustler, too; a man had to get up ruther early to get the start of old Thankful Yates; it was him that put the Greens up to jining teams with my grandfather when he moved west. Seth Green was prob’ly the pick of the flock; he married a Wilkerson–Sarah Wilkerson–good cretur, she was–one of the likeliest heifers that was ever raised in old Stoddard, everybody said that knowed her. She could heft a bar’l of flour as easy as I can flirt a flapjack. And spin? Don’t mention it! Independent? Humph! When Sile Hawkins come a browsing around her, she let him know that for all his tin he couldn’t trot in harness alongside of her. You see, Sile Hawkins was–no, it warn’t Sile Hawkins, after all–it was a galoot by the name of Filkins–I disremember his first name; but he was a stump–come into pra’r meeting drunk, one night, hooraying for Nixon, becuz he thought it was a primary; and old deacon Ferguson up and scooted him through the window and he lit on old Miss Jefferson’s head, poor old filly. She was a good soul–had a glass eye and used to lend it to old Miss Wagner, that hadn’t any, to receive company in; it warn’t big enough, and when Miss Wagner warn’t noticing, it would get twisted around in the socket, and look up, maybe, or out to one side, and every which way, while t’ other one was looking as straight ahead as a spy-glass. Grown people didn’t mind it, but it most always made the children cry, it was so sort of scary. She tried packing it in raw cotton, but it wouldn’t work, somehow–the cotton would get loose and stick out and look so kind of awful that the children couldn’t stand it no way. She was always dropping it out, and turning up her old dead-light on the company empty, and making them oncomfortable, becuz she never could tell when it hopped out, being blind on that side, you see. So somebody would have to hunch her and say, “Your game eye has fetched loose, Miss Wagner dear”–and then all of them would have to sit and wait till she jammed it in again–wrong side before, as a general thing, and green as a bird’s egg, being a bashful cretur and easy sot back before company. But being wrong side before warn’t much difference, anyway; becuz her own eye was sky-blue and the glass one was yaller on the front side, so whichever way she turned it it didn’t match nohow. Old Miss Wagner was considerable on the borrow, she was. When she had a quilting, or Dorcas S’iety at her house she gen’ally borrowed Miss Higgins’s wooden leg to stump around on; it was considerable shorter than her other pin, but much she minded that. She said she couldn’t abide crutches when she had company, becuz they were so slow; said when she had company and things had to be done, she wanted to get up and hump herself. She was as bald as a jug, and so she used to borrow Miss Jacops’s wig–Miss Jacops was the coffin-peddler’s wife–a ratty old buzzard, he was, that used to go roosting around where people was sick, waiting for ‘em; and there that old rip would sit all day, in the shade, on a coffin that he judged would fit the can’idate; and if it was a slow customer and kind of uncertain, he’d fetch his rations and a blanket along and sleep in the coffin nights. He was anchored out that way, in frosty weather, for about three weeks, once, before old Robbins’s place, waiting for him; and after that, for as much as two years, Jacops was not on speaking terms with the old man, on account of his disapp’inting him. He got one of his feet froze, and lost money, too, becuz old Robbins took a favorable turn and got well. The next time Robbins got sick, Jacops tried to make up with him, and varnished up the same old coffin and fetched it along; but old Robbins was too many for him; he had him in, and ‘peared to be powerful weak; he bought the coffin for ten dollars and Jacops was to pay it back and twenty-five more besides if Robbins didn’t like the coffin after he’d tried it. And then Robbins died, and at the funeral he bursted off the lid and riz up in his shroud and told the parson to let up on the performances, becuz he could not stand such a coffin as that. You see he had been in a trance once before, when he was young, and he took the chances on another, cal’lating that if he made the trip it was money in his pocket, and if he missed fire he couldn’t lose a cent. And by George he sued Jacops for the rhino and got jedgment; and he set up the coffin in his back parlor and said he ‘lowed to take his time, now. It was always an aggravation to Jacops, the way that miserable old thing acted. He moved back to Indiany pretty soon–went to Wellsville–Wellsville was the place the Hogadorns was from. Mighty fine family. Old Maryland stock. Old Squire Hogadorn could carry around more mixed licker, and cuss better than most any man I ever see. His second wife was the widder Billings–she that was Becky Martin; her dam was deacon Dunlap’s first wife. Her oldest child, Maria, married a missionary and died in grace–et up by the savages. They et him, too, poor feller–biled him. It warn’t the custom, so they say, but they explained to friends of his’n that went down there to bring away his things, that they’d tried missionaries every other way and never could get any good out of ‘em–and so it annoyed all his relations to find out that that man’s life was fooled away just out of a dern’d experiment, so to speak. But mind you, there ain’t anything ever reely lost; everything that people can’t understand and don’t see the reason of does good if you only hold on and give it a fair shake; Prov’dence don’t fire no blank ca’tridges, boys. That there missionary’s substance, unbeknowns to himself, actu’ly converted every last one of them heathens that took a chance at the barbacue. Nothing ever fetched them but that. Don’t tell me it was an accident that he was biled. There ain’t no such a thing as an accident. When my uncle Lem was leaning up agin a scaffolding once, sick, or drunk, or suthin, an Irishman with a hod full of bricks fell on him out of the third story and broke the old man’s back in two places. People said it was an accident. Much accident there was about that. He didn’t know what he was there for, but he was there for a good object. If he hadn’t been there the Irishman would have been killed. Nobody can ever make me believe anything different from that. Uncle Lem’s dog was there. Why didn’t the Irishman fall on the dog? Becuz the dog would a seen him a coming and stood from under. That’s the reason the dog warn’t appinted. A dog can’t be depended on to carry out a special providence. Mark my words it was a put-up thing. Accidents don’t happen, boys. Uncle Lem’s dog–I wish you could a seen that dog. He was a reglar shepherd–or ruther he was part bull and part shepherd–splendid animal; belonged to parson Hagar before Uncle Lem got him. Parson Hagar belonged to the Western Reserve Hagars; prime family; his mother was a Watson; one of his sisters married a Wheeler; they settled in Morgan county, and he got nipped by the machinery in a carpet factory and went through in less than a quarter of a minute; his widder bought the piece of carpet that had his remains wove in, and people come a hundred mile to ‘tend the funeral. There was fourteen yards in the piece. She wouldn’t let them roll him up, but planted him just so–full length. The church was middling small where they preached the funeral, and they had to let one end of the coffin stick out of the window. They didn’t bury him–they planted one end, and let him stand up, same as a monument. And they nailed a sign on it and put–put on–put on it–sacred to–the m-e-m-o-r-y–of fourteen y-a-r-d-s–of three-ply–car–-pet–containing all that was–m-o-r-t-a-l–of–of–W-i-l-l-i-a-m–W-h-e–”

Jim Blaine had been growing gradually drowsy and drowsier–his head nodded, once, twice, three times–dropped peacefully upon his breast, and he fell tranquilly asleep. The tears were running down the boys’ cheeks–they were suffocating with suppressed laughter–and had been from the start, though I had never noticed it. I perceived that I was “sold.” I learned then that Jim Blaine’s peculiarity was that whenever he reached a certain stage of intoxication, no human power could keep him from setting out, with impressive unction, to tell about a wonderful adventure which he had once had with his grandfather’s old ram–and the mention of the ram in the first sentence was as far as any man had ever heard him get, concerning it. He always maundered off, interminably, from one thing to another, till his whisky got the best of him and he fell asleep. What the thing was that happened to him and his grandfather’s old ram is a dark mystery to this day, for nobody has ever yet found out.
 
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