Hmmm…
I had hoped to be done with this nonsense but it seems that exnzpat is not going to let me enjoy my summer!
I have received so many emails asking as to exnzpat’s health I should perhaps address that issue first…
Murder in any sense, but especially in reality, is neither sensational nor exciting – what it is – what it really is — is just sad. Let me describe exnzpat’s delusions and from that you will better understand him…
The Madness
Let me start with the soul that exnzpat claims to have possessed him…
You should know that exnzpat speaks of an evolved human creature from the future that, by accident, traveled backwards in time to the 1930’s and had continued to live amongst us until he murdered his wife and son in the very same house during the 1970’s; then during his own trial this man took his own life in the home; his name was Scudamour.
Scudamour, it seems (according to exnzpat), comes from a human future that is not spatiality orientated like ours, but chronologically oriented. In other words, where you and I see Time as a tightrope that can be walked in only one direction – forward – and Space we see directions of left and right, front and back, and up and down. This Scudamour came from a place that sees only the opposite. Space, it seems in Scudamour’s world, is no more a backdrop to existence as the passage of time is to us. We would think it queer to walk in the sands time and yet keep patience to a clock of space.
Now… and this is where things get strange, Scudamour built and designed the house exnzpat would later buy. This house was constructed in such a manner that the attic is disconnected from the dimensions of Space but connected to the dimensions of Time (if this makes sense). Scudamour designed this place as a refuge for himself until he could find a device to transport himself back into the place whence he was rudely brought. Scudamour’s attic was a place for insertion of and resurrection from death. Scudamour’s being, his true self, used this attic – this lair – as an escape from our universe – it is, exnzpat tells me, a refuge from God and from Hell — and those that enter willingly can, if the desire takes them, exit too — if they can find the door. It is from this place that Scudamour reached down and took possession of exnzpat’s biological entity and murdered the exnzpat family… this he tells me – with tears of love in his eyes – was how it happened. Continue reading →
