H.K. Belvedere Ω

My first novel was not for the mainstream. It was years of pain/mental torture - expressed via art. I could have sold out and written something for the average 40-year-old woman, and made more way more money. But, if I did that, It would not have been me. THREAD.

You see, I'm a raw person, I prefer black coffee, strong sharp tastes. When I used to booze, it was always whisky or gin above 45% - no ice, no mixer. I smoke the strongest cigars and I actually enjoy a bitter & unforgiving taste such as marmite & dark chocolate.

So my novel reflected that. I know, its not a nice story, and it has a lot of VERY graphic scenes, but this, my friends, is what life is really like for some people. Not everybody lives in a nice little diluted bubble, some people enjoy the extremes in life.

My second book "The Secrets Of Succoth" Is completely different. I wrote that book for my 20-year self. I effectively, went back in time and thought to myself - What did HK need to read back then? Rather than go down into the crazy black hole of truth-seeking and the depression.

That follows. I sacrificed my 20s (21-29) To sit and absorb endless books, documents, academic white papers, deep documentaries, religious and esoteric texts, masonic materials. I have stumbled down every rabbit hole you will find out there. If there was a crazy theory, I knew it

That shit takes it toll on a person, who on the surface, is just trying to live a normal life. I was always engrossed in mad shit. I gave up pretty much everything in the quest for truth and knowledge, friends, girlfriends, family members, an active social life, I made life hard

for myself. I became so isolated and uptight, I could not see the good in anything, you think all this shit about Epstein and Maxwell gets to you now? I knew of those two creeps & their horrid activities from early 2010 along with MANY more things that later become public domain

You any idea how lunatic fringe this stuff was back then? NOBODY knew, you actually felt so alone. I used to try to warn old normie friends about it, basically saying what I tweet now. I got branded a raving lunatic for it, the men in white coats were almost at the door.