I can guarantee, that you have never seen this one, before. Why? Because, only le Nautonnier – le Gouverneur – Of, the American Contingency – Has, the inside dope on it. This, will be a part of my book on symbolism in art, someday. You should be glad, that you are lucky enough to even be getting this preview.
As far as: allegory; fable; hoax; illusion; legend; myth; go? We, of the Shadow Government? Work, entirely in it. Subliminal messages, and all of that. We, are: jokers; riddlers; cats, pussy-footing about, in the night. It is, our stock in trade.
We, Harpers? Were, the: minnesangers; troubadours; acrobats; actors; jesters; clowns. With, us? Everything, is illusory. Everything, is a three-ring circus.
Don’t take everything so seriously, folks! Have a little fun, with this!
I call this one: “Checkmate With the Queen, Motherfuckers!” For, now…
Anyway? This is just to show you, that the Priory of Sion? Is, a hoax. But? It is one, in our own, inimitable, style.
How, does that riddle go?
“SHEPHERDESS NO TEMPTATION THAT POUSSIN TENIERS HOLD THE KEY PEACE 681 BY THE CROSS AND THIS HORSE OF GOD I COMPLETE (could also trans. as DESTROY) THIS DAEMON GUARDIAN AT MIDDAY BLUE APPLES.”
See, the Daemon guardian?
The, horse? Is more, of a ship – Of, the desert!
Shrink it, down to thumbnail size. And, then? Study it.
Who, had the golden apple? But: Diana?
But? She is, across – From? Herself!
And, what is the key piece, to any chess set? If not, the queen?
Again: checkmate, motherfuckers!
I can’t believe, that this has been laying around in La Bibliothèque Nationale de France since something like 1959, and got all of that exposure in the Holy Blood: Holy Grail genre, and still, no one has ever figured it out. Think outside of the box, people! Get your minds off of dick and pussy, and look around, for just once!
You certainly never saw this image, before. I was strongly considering waiting until after sunset of 7-28-2036, to reveal this knowledge. But? What, the hay!
So? After all, of these years? Le Nautonnier, himself? Has shown you, a small part of the solution, to the Priory of Sion mystery.
The next, time? I might get around to telling you, what the Priory, actually symbolizes; what, it really means.
I now, realize? That Pappers had set me up, with that whole St. Clair phone calls thing, back in 1965-67. It was obviously, for my own good. For, my education.
Chevalier Henry Avice? Is the first recorded owner, of this painting. The powerful, Nicholas Fouquet? Gave it to his wife, as a wedding present.
That miserable, little, squirrely, prick, King Louis VIX? Had this painting in his bedroom, for decades. He never, ever, figured it out. Sun King? My, ass!
We’ve had nothing but trouble over the centuries, with those kings of France.
The guy that dick Louis imprisoned over the secret to its riches, for 19 years? Nicholas Fouquet? Until, he fucking died? Never ratted it out, to that money-grubbing bastard. King Louis died, still wondering what the secret to the riches, was.
Fuck him, anyway. Even if we are related, through Margaret and Jasper.
Fouquet? Was, a Katharenne; just like, me. “What heights, can he climb to?” That’s, his family motto.
1639, to 2018? Is, 379 years. And no one, ever figured it out? Look in the mirror, Louis; you dumb ass!
Must I solve every one of these Medieval Cyphers for everyone, all by myself? This, one? Took about as long to solve, as it took to: crop; copy; flip; paste; and resave, as a .pdf; then, as a .png. 15 minutes in Word on the computer, tops. Word.
Of, course? I already knew, a good part of the answer, to the riddle. It helps to be, an insider.
See, the Merovingian bee? And, the blue and green globe? The symbol, of earthly kingship?
It is so easy, to solve these Cyphers! If? You had, my grandparents. And, if? You spent the eternity in a day, with the Men In Black.
There’s lots, lots more, in this one painting. And all, of Renaissance art? Is, a treasure trove!