onsdag 23 december 2009

God Jul Sverige

vi har fått en hälsning från Pilgrim genom vår trogne signalspanare.
den sänder vi vidare till er.

”…Gud har besökt Sitt folk…” – Luk 1:68

”I och med den heliga Inkarnationen blir Gud fattbar, endast genom att bli än mer ofattbar…” Maximos Bekännaren

”Jungfrufödelsen är så oväntad, så egendomlig att ingen som ville göra kristendomen attraktiv skulle ha uppfunnit den.” Anders Piltz

Med dessa saliga Ord vill jag tillönska er en God Jul och ett Välsignat Nytt År.

Er vän och broder i Kristus

/Simon –

Pilgrim Bestiarius XII

www.pilgrimafkorpasen.blogspot.com
Day 117

on the 40th day we started working with "computer" as soon as we heard he had gone down the stairs and left the tower, we hid our expriment under our tvätthög; it is something about men's underwear that makes what lies beneath them pretty safe from other men,
there is nothing like it, you do not whant to look for stuff there..unless you are a pervert.
on the 49th day, we got it to work.
the 52nd day it was confirmed that we had reached out to the outside world through our British signal spotter.


On the 117th day ( today) Nimrod revealed his final grip on us, he told us the name of our Grandmaster.
the bright side of things is that we can go home for Christmas. he knows we are not going any ware..
we will be blindfolded and transported through the mist. he will drop us of at the airport.
we have promised to return at his bidding.
he said: " - in the mean time I will send the wolves to keep thee safe."
..whatever that means ? he is all in all a friendly, paranoid and scary guy.

/ PANTOKRATOR

måndag 14 december 2009

Winner of the video competition 2009

Where Lilith found her peace



This is a fan video made out of old pantokrator videos and other stuff from ???

söndag 6 december 2009

Day 100 of captivity On the 12th day, we told him about the material we already had before we came to his tower, and we took the opportunity to play them for him. He seemed not the least bit surprised by the "coincidence" with his message and our theme, this confirms our belief that Mattias theory is 100% correct. Now we just hope the Muses finds us so that we can get out of here. We have what we need to survive and get all the time to socialize that we usually lack, but it is starting to get on our nerves that we have only these floors to move around on. Moreover, we miss our homes.

We have also been playing old songs, bitterly weeping.





http://www.nordicfest.no/forum/viewtopic.php?t=11939&highlight=pantokrator

tisdag 1 december 2009


Day 94 of captivity Karl has been convinced that it is Joseph Nimrod Farel, who holds us captive He has had quite many and long talks with him in order to feel his pulse, every time Karl mentions events in the history of the Order that has something to do with Nicholaus he becomes strangely sentimental, sometimes he stops talking abruptly maybe to stop himself from saying too much.
written by J N Farel: http://sites.google.com/site/tgootaetherianlodge/tgo-ota-history-as-told-by-the-grandson-of-n-farel


lördag 28 november 2009

Day 91 of captivity
On the 8th day, we heard him walking around upstairs again, we tried to contact him but in vain. He wandered up and down and had his conspiratorial monologues: "1919, 1919, damn! what is the answer, how will this fit into the picture, how does it relate, how to interpret the word sibyl?, why mölntapp? Gaaahhh 1919 , 1996 ... "after an hour or two so we heard the coffee bubble up there, then he played Carl Hjärald on a Grammophone," The mysterious horse from the Trojans' then there was silence again. Suddenly he began to speak from the tube: - Hello boys (happy as a lark) Get down to the bottom floor. We had not much else to do so we did as he said, that was when we first heard the blessed buzz of the red door.
When we came into the room we found our instruments, together with five chairs and a small table with coffee and some biscuits. We took a coffee break in silence, and when we came back up with our instruments, all our stuff were pushed to the sides, so that there were a large, almost empty, space. In the middle of the room was a briefcase.
From the pipe came a clear voice - "Open the briefcase if you dare, I call it the Holy Grail, it is something you will have much benefit in your work.

tisdag 24 november 2009

If there is anyone wondering about the food and privy, it is not an issue... Shit we can leave aside, it is not a nice topic, let's just say that he seems to have thought of everything, we have access to three floors, in the upper, we work with study and writing, in the middle he has stored up a lot of dry food and large amounts of water, at the bottom is a red door that is locked or opened from his hiding place with a little electric buzz and theroom on the other side always contains pleasant surprises (since the actual writing began) sometimes it has been a long table with real food, real festive meals, sometimes it has been a steamy bathtub, either it is well meaning hidden behind his grumpy ways, or it is just that he has a proper understanding of the creative environment. This is the foundation of his system: He knows that we recognize that if we would refuse to leave the room it would only mean that the room could not be prepaired with new pleasant surprises no new "real food, new bath, etc., no one would take away our food scraps and garbage. as an additional Insurance that we will be going up again, he screw the coffee maker to the workbench up there and filed away the tracks from the screws. it is shamefully low to use such


Day 87 of captivity. first week were the necessities, just torrmat and hardly any opportunity for public health, he left us alone to study his material and ponder our fate. Mattias came up with a theory that we could all join in, it is rather a treatment as a safeguard hidden behind a mask of force and arrest. The theme that he wants us to pass on his behalf is exactly in the four songs that we had almost finished when we were abducted, we found even the early drafts of these texts. It concludes that he must be well aware that we intend to row ashore even without his criminal prank, and he knows us so well that all the indications are (especially if he is the one that Karl is becoming more convinced that he is) so he must have calculated that it would be useless to try to frighten us to prudence. this is his apparent paranoia, he is the one that would consider the mere existence of medication for paranoia is a clear evidence of their power on earth, and their ambition to keep us in a naive illusion, why should an honest rulers like to medicate it away single lucid state when it appears in public, if not to facilitate the new world order total victory? In their research on us and our words, he may find out what we are preparing, he believes that it will attract their interests in a most undesirable way, So what is he doing? He makes sure that we will be out of sight for them, he gives the job to our patrons to the only one he trusts in that respect, Himself. The unanswered question is why our activities are so important to him, he is clearly not the Orden's enemy, but why is he not a member? The wisest is enough to put a good face and do not show how much we understand.

söndag 8 november 2009

In some place there is a tower

Prologue: http://lostbandwanted.blogspot.com/

http://images-3.redbubble.net/img/art/size:large/view:main/3401671-2-glastonbury-tor.jpg

We are locked up inside a tower because of an album that would have been recorded a year ago if we understood then what we understand now. / PANTOKRATOR

This has happened:

24/11 Day 86 of captivity.we were met at the airport by Limousin a taciturn chauffeur long and skinny. after he closed the door to us there was a strange smell and everyone was very tired then there was a big gap of amnesia. It was the Mattias who awakened us. it seemed like we were in some sort of tower, the only thing visible through the small windows were green hills and a cloudy sky. Our captor is talking to us through a pipe from the roof now and then, he is a pretty surly nature, he sounds a lot older then the man who picked us up and he has a terrible wheezy cough, we hear him saunter to and fro on the floor above . Karl believes that it is the same person that Claudio found traces of in Berlin, he speaks Swedish with German accent when he talks to himself , we have heard him through the floor.However he does not speak Swedish when he speaks to us through the pipe, when he tries to sound British. he knows painfully much about "the five" and the history of the order, he informed us that we will not get out until we have helped him to get his message out - "there will be music," he says - "music spreads over the damn web that they have built to trap us, the music spread like a plague, the lawless will come, yes he is on his way! you boys be so kind and help me to shed light on all this, all of my research on these things, I have at your service, 40 years of work for free, it is in the Zoega box there on the floor. Jansson - What are you talking about? The voice - the lawlessness, SON OF DOOM, THE BEAST, YOU SHOULD UNDERSTAND THIS!!! YOUR ORDER HAD THE BLOODY KNIVES UNTIL they disappeared in 1939. Jonas spoke to him in his strict negotiating voice and asked why he would not be able to do it himself. He said: "first of all: I have decided that there should be music, if it can be called so, and I my self am unmusical. secondly, they are on to my trail, I had to flee head over heals and leave all my research on you, God knows where it ended up. Thirdly, we'll take the risk, you are already stupid enough to be in the public, flat out on your network as if it were no risk whatsoever, you get up on stage with the spotlights in your eyes without knowing that you have their spies among the audience . To make a long story short, they did not take Rickard's psp, probably by pure compassion and for because they did not see any risks with it, now Jansson has been using it to construct something that is not completely different a computer, a little chicken wire, a broken radio, tin from a candlestick (there are lots of junk here) and a bunch of pebbles (en bunte kiselstenar), which we managed to melt in Mattias morning coffee. then we have helped each other to construct, read and, wish a communication link into existence. here we are, the send our regards to our families if you can find this online. our anonymous brother in the British signal intelligence has managed to intercept it and turn it into understandable signs. it takes a lot of time for us to write as we must write everything in ascii-code, but we will update you as often as we can and when it seems safe./ The five

Gilla