The Zombie in London

This is a mans story of a meeting with a zombie last halloween in London.

‘I was driving the black cabs around London doing the late night shift. We had just entered what is known as ‘witching hour’ on Halloween but I have never really been interested in that nonsense.

This particular night I was driving and I seen a young girl in an all white dress flag me down. She looked a little spooky but on Halloween you think nothing of it. I slowed down and she climbed into the cab.

Where to? I asked her.

She didn’t respond at first she gazed at the house she had just left.

Take me to Hampstead Heath she said slowly. I gazed at her as she pulled out a small piece of rope and began playing with it. I began to drive.

I noticed she had blood on her hands and face and she was dressed a bit raggy.

Been to a Halloween party? I asked.

She continued playing with the rope.

No. I dont have the time anymore for parties. I just paid a visit to my ex boyfriend she said.

He lives in a nice area of London. My grandmother used to live in this area. I grew up here. I said

As I passed a streetlamp I seen her face light up she didn’t seem right.

Is everything OK? I asked.

Yes can you hurry up please I dont have long. I need to be at Hampstead Heath. She said.

OK sorry. So do you live with your boyfriend? I asked being a bit nosey at this strange girl in my cab.

She didn’t say anything for a few seconds.

I used to once. But not since last year. We had an argument…..she said.

Oh sorry to hear that. Its a shame when people cannot sort out issues but life is life. I hope you are happy in life now I said.

She fidgeted with the rope.

I am a little happier now. Now that I have found him and got revenge she said.

She raised her hands a little to look at the rope and the blood covered her hands. I began to get a little anxious as I didn’t quite understand this situation.

You OK? You have blood on your hands. I asked.

Its OK it isn’t my blood. She replied.

I looked at this woman acting strange in the back and as we passed a light I thought her eyes went red. I began to panic a little and was desperate to get to Hampstead Heath.

She looked at me in the mirror.

Its my ex boyfriends blood she said calmly.

I froze a little.

Why what’s happened love? I asked.

I have killed him. I have eaten his flesh and covered myself in his blood. Oh and I used this rope to strangle him to death. She said.

I paused and decided she must be joking.

I thought you was being serious then love I said grinning.

She didn’t smile back and carried on playing with the rope.

Sounds like you have had a fun night then I said.

She didn’t smile and continued acting strange.

So what did he do to deserve that? I asked smiling.

She looked at me again.

Last year he murdered me using this rope. He brutally attacked me and strangled me to death in our home after I found out about him and another woman. So he decided to shut me up and bury me she said.

I froze a little concerned.

Look love if something has happened to you shouldn’t I take you to the police so you can report it? I said.

She grinned.

Its too late for that. They didn’t take me being missing seriously and didn’t even look for me. Apparantly my ex boyfriend told people I had ran off with some man and used my phone and told my friends I had. No one believed or knew I was dead. Now I returned for my revenge.

She leaned forward and showed me rope burns round her neck.

My heart began to race quick and this was a situation where I was way out of my depth.

Death will come to us all. Death came to me and now death came to him. I dont wait around for Karma. I am Karma. He died at the hands of the person he murdered in evil. He created evil and gave birth to this. She said.

Seriously love you are scaring me now. I suggest you tell your parents or the police if you have been a victim of crime. I said.

I speeded up to get to Hampstead Heath quicker.

If people knew the truth of the horrors of what happens after death and the monsters and worlds you are exposed to then no one would want to die and no one would want anyone else to die. She said.

Life is a beautiful paradise taken for granted. She said.

What are you? I asked.

I dont know. I just awoke crawling from my grave to return here. I remembered everything.

Are you going to kill me? I asked scared.

I was relieved for the glass in between me and her in the taxi.

Maybe, maybe not. Depends if you dont take me to Hampstead Heath she said.

I am going there now we are nearly there. I said.

I arrived at Hampstead heath.

Just round this corner and down the dirt track she said.

I stopped down a farm road facing some woods. My lights lit up the small forest.

She leaned forward near the glass.

Thank you. She whispered and her glews lit up red.

I unlocked the doors for her and she climbed out and walked slowly and strangely towards the woods in the beam of my car headlights she passed the first trees and entered the forests and I could still see her clearly. Then before my eyes she vanished into thin air…..

I drove off as quick as I could….

Upon arrival back at the cab office I told my fellow drivers…. And upon inspection of the back of my cab…. Was the small blood stained piece of rope…..

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A meeting with a Vampire

This is the story of a policeman in London in 1994 and his encounter with a Vampire.

‘It was approaching Halloween and the nights was going cold and the nights was drawing in over London. There had been an increase in the deaths of young people in London found with strange markings on their bodies such as puncture marks to certain parts. So the belief was that a cult was on the rise in England.

I thought little of it until one certain night when I was doing a night shift. I had been sent to investigate a disturbance close by and the sound of a man screaming.

I arrived at the scene in my police car and got out to investigate. I headed down an alleyway and came out on a remote industrial area outside a small warehouse. The time was round about 3am. I flashed my torch everywhere and suddenly seen a man lying on the floor in pain. Stood over him was a figure with a Hood and as I flashed my torch it lit up the face of a woman and her eyes glew blood red and she moved away quick. I flashed my light around and there was no one around.

The man got to his feet and quickly stumbled off in shock covered in blood. I asked him if he was ok and he nodded but got in his car parked across road and drove away.

I heard a noise behind me and the sounds of someone whispering. I set off down the path further into the remote area.

The moon shone a little helping me see and a shadow was cast. A woman flew towards me at speed knocking me over. I got up quick but my torch had rolled away. The woman came again and threw me across the yard far.

I seen her and she moved in a flash. There was long dark hair coming out of her black hood and the moon made her look pale.

I got my baton out to protect myself but she attacked me non stop and I dropped my baton to the floor.

She grabbed hold of me by my neck and lifted me up with one hand.She had some immense strength. She was almost playing with me.

She dropped me to the floor and I began crawling away. She pulled me back and threw me in another direction as if I was a toy.

There was a small cage near by used for forklift truck drivers. I stumbled into that quick and slammed the cage shut and wrapped the chain around and sealed it. She came to the cage fast and stared at me in the face through the bars. Her eyes was dark red and her hair black and skin pale. Her mouth was covered in dark red blood. She looked at me and began shaking the cage and bars. But she struggled to move the bars. She rattled the cage back and two and became more and more desperate. After a few minutes of this she stopped and seemed to become weaker and weaker and whispered what sounded like ‘blood need it’ faintly. She turned and flew off away from me but stopped and then fell to the floor in a heap.

I watched wondering if I should get out of the cage. After a couple of minutes in my own pain from injuries I left the cage and walked slowly over to the figure lying in a heap on the floor. Her hands moved a little but she had become almost unconcious and weak.

I stood over her and removed the Hood. There was a girl under the hood with dark lips. She was freezing cold and her eyes flickered slowly open and shut. She looked at me and her eyes were changing from dark red to black. I got my torch but my radio had been broken.

She reached her hand out to me again and it shuddered. I decided I had no choice but to help her….

Blood ran from my fingers from an injury and I let it drip from my fingers into her mouth. Her tongue lapped it up and she re-gained strength but not alot. She got stronger and stronger as I fed her. I picked her up and carried her to my car to get her to hospital. I put her in the back of the police car and began driving. I reported it in over my radio. I looked in my rear view mirror and she was sat upright in the back staring at me. I looked at the road and back again and she was gone…..

It wasn’t until the next night I seen her again…

It was 3.30am and I was driving down close to Tower Bridge on my way back to the station when suddenly before me on the road she appeared before me and I had to emergency stop. She floated in the air about 3 inches off the floor and her hood and cloak covered her with only her mouth showing. I sat and gazed at this creature and she flew off down an alley. I parked the car and wondered if I should walk down after her…I decided to do so….

The alley took me onto a balcony overlooking the Thames with Tower Bridge on my left…. The moon shone bright and it was a quiet night.

I could see the hooded figure before me facing away from me overlooking the river. I approached slowly and she didn’t move and I stood next to her about 6 feet away. My heart beat was fast. She was motionless and didn’t move and she had a fixed gaze.

‘What are you?’ I asked.

Her head turned towards me and the moon lit up her face.

‘Vampire, Witch, Demon maybe all three’ she said.

‘Why are you here and what is it you want and why are you out all night like this?’ I asked.

‘The day is bright and blinding. The sun shall only blind and burn you, but the night and the moon are beautiful and peaceful’ she replied

‘Why have you killed them people? Innocent people. You surely shouldn’t be alive surely you should die’ I said.

‘I shall die when love dies, when the curse of love over mankind has been broken. Afterall it is love who made a monster out of me. The people I seeked and killed are those who brought heartbreak just as I was once exposed to. Love is only pain and suffering and dependance. Love is hell and people in love are enslaved and blinded to the truth just like the sun blinds them so does love’ she said.

‘You cannot go round killing people. It is cruel and evil. Where are you from? ‘ I asked.

‘I love and crave and desire blood. It is my own need. My only fixation to survive. Oh beautiful blood’ she said.

‘How is it you still exist? ‘ I asked.

‘Over the years people have feared me. Yet they go church and drink a symbol of the blood of Christ. Just like what I do – drink blood. I have been told of many Gods. So which one of the so called Gods sentenced me to such a dark destiny?’ she said.

‘Please stop it all. I beg you’ I said.

‘I would like to thank you for saving me. You are the first person I have spoken to since the second world war. I wish you no further harm and I won’t kill humans no more’ she said.

‘I helped you because I seen a human in you, humanity and nature and a person’ I said.

‘Kindness I have never experienced.I have been dead since 1664 and felt no warmth. It is rare in life and is like a drug people become addicted to when it is shown rather like blood’ she said

‘Look I am scared of you. I have no idea what you are or why you are here but this has to stop. It is evil to continue such actions’ I said.

‘And what is evil? Evil is the way of life. I kill for a purpose, for survival even though I am the undead. Whereas the land of the living is day to day evil such as wars and hate and murder and abuse of children. Mankind is true evil. People preach love but love is a curse. I hate love. Love breaks people and changes who they are and corrupts their mind and dreams’ she said.

‘Love is a beautiful act between two humans beings. Everyone seeks love and to be happy. It is lifes way’ I said.

‘Love is of one person controlling the mind of another. People say I am evil but it is not me taking over the mind of another and bewitching them and toying with their emotions. To depend on another who is not of your blood is insanity of mankind’ she said. She gazed at me powerfully.

‘Soon is another sunrise and the light but really it is darkness of many hearts. It is a dark world. The light only fades and dissapears whereas darkness is eternal. Darkness is beautiful, mysterious and suffocating’ she said.

‘There is nothing as beautiful as sunrise, a new day and a new start’ I said.

‘No one makes a new start, they just do the same things, ignorance of the suffering and of war and famine. As long as they are OK they forget the rest. People want everything and to leave people with nothing. Greed is mankind. Cruelty is within the living who pretend they live in the light and follow the light where the majority show no light only darkness whereas I exist in the darkness and see only the light of the peaceful moon and of the beautiful stars’ she said.

‘There are good people, they seek true and eternal love and happiness. Life is beautiful’ I said.

‘There are no good role models only bad ones in life. Only in death can love be eternal. There is no happiness in life when you life to pay bills and be enslaved by the rich and enslaved by love. There is no happiness and no freedom only pity’ she said.

‘I must go now it will soon be dawn and I can only exist in the night. You will not see me again and I promise not to kill again as a pact to you after you helped me’ she said

She turned and her eyes went red and she smiled a little.

She flew off over the Thames river and into the shadows….

I never seen her again and the killings stopped…..

Back in the womb…

How often do we as people truly look after ourselves and monitor the beat and rate of our heart? The most vital organ we have which keeps us alive how often do we know exactly what it is doing?

Last night I had a bath and I lay in the water with only my face showing and ears covered by water and I could hear my own heartbeat and its rhythm. It felt great and peaceful and it was almost like being in the womb. I was at peace and had no stress and felt good. It was a form of meditation. I could hear no sounds apart from water and faint muttered out distant soundwaves. All I could hear was the rhythm of my heart. It was beautiful.

But when I stopped I suddenly felt like I had re-entered a world of sin, suffering and suffocation where the search for peace and relaxtion like that is a constant desperate seeking. I suppose that must be what its like when you are born.

We live in the beautiful waters of the womb where we feel so safe. There are no real sound of the modern world and our most comforting sound is that of a gentle heartbeat. The comfort and relaxation and endless peace engulfs us.

We begin in the sacred beautiful womb. A world of peace, protection and paradise.

But when we are born we enter a world which is not so safe and the noises are endless stress whether we realize it or not and we are in a constant desperate need to find brief moments of peace which is hard for us all to find. The world is hectic and busy and we dont have the chance or time to re-connect with our own nature and our own bodies natural rhythm.

We must all make time to re-connect with our heart and energies and nature. We must re-connect with the pulse of our life which runs through our veins and make sure it is flowing free and beating well. How well do we truly know ourselves if we don’t engage and listen to ourselves? There is a deep ocean of knowledge within us. You would listen to your body if it was in pain so why do we not listen to our heart? We must know ourselves 100% and look after ourselves.

We was once in total peace and paradise and we will someday return to such a place but we must find that peace as and when we can.

How often in this manmade world do we truly have and know peace?

Peace is the nature of us, peace was within the womb, peace is in nature and humanity and listening and sounds and even the silence of nature. Here is peaceful energies which we desire.

Life is a journey from peace to peace…..

The dead re-born

They say it is impossible for the dead to be re-born and to come back to life. But in nature it happens all the time and no one ever even notices.

Within the winter the leaves all die, the trees all die and the plants all die. The fruits fall and die from the stems.

But come the spring – they come back to life. New life takes over and is born again and the kiss of the sun returns them from dead to life. The leaves return to the trees, the plants re-gain their colours and the fruit trees all flourish again. Miracles happen in nature every day. The dead – comes back to life.

The miracles of the Earth are plain for us all to see. The power of life and nature and our existance of how life was given to mankind and all the creatures.

When you dig up the field and there is no more grass and you put concrete down – the field shall eventually return. The field shall be re-born and rise again.

Life constantly adapts and changes and is everywhere beyond what the eyes can see. Life shall never die and end.

When a Caterpillar reaches the end of his time he becomes a butterfly.

When the rains come to the Desert plains then the miracle of grass shall grow.

Within us all our cells are constantly dying and are re-born. We all die every day and are brought back to life. A new day is new life.

The fruits shall fall and die but the seed shall stay strong forever and the fruits shall be re-born again.

When the soil is empty -life shall grow anyway for this is the miracle of life.

When the creatures die new life grows upon them. Life re-forms and rebreeds.

Everything that is manmade shall succumb to nature and new life. The re-birth of the nature it is all built upon.

The Eagle which flies through the skies powerful and strong is made up of the other Eagles which brought him to life and who live through him. Ancestral paths are the passing on of life. Life is constantly re-born.

Your blood and DNA which runs through your veins does not belong to you alone. Within this lifeline is the life and history of many others.

No one notices below the surface of themselves the miracles which take place every day. Life is beautiful and people need to awaken to the magic everywhere.

For when a person passes away nature shall come for them. Nature shall grow through them and breed through what they leave behind.

Because nature is beautiful and we all are made up of nature. Those who we loved and lost can be heard within the bird songs of nature. Bask in the beauty of nature. This is because here you are at home.

Everything which dies changes shape and becomes a form of new life. Life is re-born and rises again strong and beautiful. Life never dies. Life continues and life is stronger than ever.

For those who are taken from us live on elsewhere through other avenues. For life becomes life and life shall breed further life. Death is never a permanent state apart from in the minds of mankind. Death shall never dominate because death breeds new eras only.

Mankind shall come and go and their life as mankind is only temporary but people shall rise again and breath life in some form or other.

The true great battle between life and death is won by life everytime.