Uncle Robert, what is this Church of Starry
Wisdom you write about in your journal? I have searched the Internet, and can’t
find anything on it. There were some legends written in an old book of folklore
that talked about a decrepit abandoned church that made the townspeople cringe.
Is this the church? Is this what you stumbled upon? From the book, it was an
old gothic style church that overtook the night sky like an apparition from
beyond.
I don’t know, maybe this was it; maybe this was
the church that drove you insane. According to the journal, my uncle could not
purge the church from his mind; he had to go in. Not long after that, he was
found dead in his apartment. The only thing of any importance that was left
behind was his journal.
Uncle Robert isn’t the only one in the family to
mention a church. In his journal, Stefan-Kingston Blake also speaks of his
journey into a church. Much like Robert, Stefan had an eye for history.
According to his words, the town wanted to demolish this church, but he saw
that as a tragedy and fought to declare it a historical landmark. Incredibly,
the local historical society agreed, and declared this church as a place of
historical significance as it was used as a place of worship to a non-Christian
deity. Non-Christian deity, could this be Azathoth? Or one of the Great Old
Ones mentioned by Uncle Robert? Could this be the same church?
Stefan continued that soon after this decision,
he became a pariah in the town. He wrote of going to sleep in his bed and
strangely waking up inside the church; feeling motivated to restore it. Of
course, no one in town would help, and absolutely no one would offer the funds
to do so. Crazy, it sounds as if he is living here today, as those same
sentiments permeate through society. No one cares about anything anymore, and
with this economy, yeah right!
From that point on, Stefan talks about his quest
to search nearby waterways for some type of artifact. For over three years, he
became obsessed with this search; and ironically, was found dead on the banks
of the river. The crazed look emblazed upon his face and his journal by his
side. Crazy, fear of the dark, a stone, or some artifact; do you see the
similarities yet? I do.
From that journal, I discovered an interesting
newspaper article that mentioned my father. Dad, what happened, why couldn’t I
have known you? Why weren’t you there for mom? Sorry, but according to this
article, my father was arrested for arson after he burnt a church to the ground.
Was this the same church? Was this sanctuary the same Church of Starry Wisdom
that my uncles talked about in their journals? In this article, the townspeople
watched as he rammed his car through the gate at the entrance to the church.
They saw him run up the hill to the church carrying a large can of gasoline. From the map, he was successful, there is a local restaurant sitting in that
location today.
Other than that article, there is no real
mention of the church in dad’s journal, although there are some strange
references to religion and some type of demonic force based here on Earth. In
fact, his last journal entry reads, “My daughter will not see it, I will see to
that soon enough. I will burn the evil to the ground before my daughter sees
the three lobed burning eye if it is the last thing I do.”
What was truly strange about these journals and
the similar entries is the way they intersect. Honestly, there is something
strange with them, stranger than I could have ever imagined when I started to
dive into them. I fear; I have opened a door that I cannot close. Have you ever
had the feeling that you were being watched? I feel that way right now.
Something is not right.
It is crazy, but I have felt this way since I
began my research into the family curse. At first, I thought it was nothing.
That was until I noticed a car following me.
Was it just some jerk checking me out? Possibly, but, if that’s the
case, why is he still around? Is he still around? I thought, I saw him again
the next day and the day after that, but poof, he was gone. Coincidence,
possibly, maybe I am just going insane like my ancestors before me. Stay tuned
for more!
