Wednesday, February 11, 2026

"Pickle Ball" by Jerome Berglund

 

Pickle Ball

shopping hungry
by the tributary
a car parked

So, I've been reading some emails, you may know the ones, and mayhap I owe my aunt an apology. Let me explain, and please bear with me as this all gets rather peculiar—as of late, isn't that just par for the course though? Now this aunt is not technically that, rather my father's cousin, his paternal aunt's daughter on his dad's side, the branch who reputedly fled Sweden precisely around the time following the March Unrest when antisemitic riots were occurring all across Stockholm, converted from Judaism (these are purely inferences extrapolated from family lore and exhaustive ancestry research, thus far not formally verified, Berg surnames are prevalent in Scandinavian and Yiddish both languages being Germanic in character) and settled in Hastings, Minnesota where they established a popular dairy, the remnants of which exist in some fashions still today. Now none of that is precisely here or anywhere, but besides my grandfather who beyond becoming a renowned folk bard went on to enthusiastically bomb the fascists to kingdom come during the second world war their issue included a daughter. She married a notoriously unfriendly gent who was not a particularly involved parent to my aunt (let's stick with the nomenclature for convenience as I always have) after having sired her, but his parent, my aunt's grandfather was a different story altogether, caring, attentive and ambitious, charming, industrious and gregarious by her description, he did everything he could to improve himself and their family's station in life, which in his day (no less than ours I imagine) amounted to devoting a vast amount of time and energy to his pursuit of masonry.

hot night
to his ears the eventide
sounds of bones

That is not purely rumor or legend either, for among the heirlooms she imparted to me in her last year before ascending as some describe it (I'm more familiar with Rosicrucianism, both traditions often overlapping and bearing a great many parallels, most germanely a monotheistic conception of the universe—the final revelation of those oft-cited mysteries of Eleusis—and a belief in reincarnation, meticulously reconciled with the gospels of Christianity in fascinating ways) were some highly enviable accessories including a fifty-year California member pin and a matching blue tie clip denoting Master status (blue for the mother lodge of all freemasonry, where neophytes are initiated and educated, a process which at minimum fourteen American presidents including Washington and FDR completed, LBJ notably not having mettle to reach any further than the first degree) both emblazoned with iconic square, compass, a G representing the aforementioned presiding higher power, allegedly also denoting geometry, gnosis or knowledge, and the Grand Architect. A lifetime membership card confirmed that title, exemplified as 'perfect ashlar' having elevated two levels up from rough beginnings over the course of a lifetime, there being no higher to go if other rites may be pursued, and an elected Grand officer (a brand ambassador of sorts who assists in public outreach and charitable activities) officiates over a grouping of lodges, a Worshipful one managing individual bodies.

scorcher
chainsaw into
the afternoon

But I digress. Returning to the injustice I appear to have committed against my aunt, let me cite a series of unrelated facts or minutiae and see if you also observe a similar pattern emerging. My aunt always described the secret society galas and get-togethers her grandfather hosted or attended which she was often adjacent to as being riveting affairs, peopled with prominent judges, politicos, businessmen, educators, technologists, high-ranking service members, luminaries of influence in the culture and industries of arts and letters. Later in life she would become a renowned psychiatrist and minister to violent offenders in the prison system. This made her a great many enemies and was a truly hazardous occupation and anxiety-inducing career as she was always getting threatened by inmates and believed on at least one occasion her car was tampered with in a failed plot to cause her demise. Among my aunt's incredible war stories being briefly involved in the internal investigation of Dahmer's suspicious death at her facility (she removed herself posthaste from the inquiry, fearing retaliation for any findings documented, being clearly a job in which staff had been involved with and liable for permitting or committing) was a memorable highlight, also working during captivity of that infamous serial killer the television series Black Bird was based around, and a relatable shrink character depicted may genuinely have borrowed from her experiences when screenwriters or the source material's author crafted the composite persona.

a patch of dirt
in the shade
past the clovers

Additionally, early in her education (either for an assignment, or perhaps even as formal thesis) she meticulously investigated the government UFO analysis Project Blue Book, which she long regretted, attributing fears for her safety and recurring observations of what she described and interpreted as the 'crowd stalking' phenomenon. Our family and her peers always assumed she was a little batty, eccentric, touched, whatever the ameliorative euphemistic terms her day used to describe neurodivergence or mood disorders. Given a proclivity for drama, coupled with outlandish stories of her ex-husband being a murderer and made man, reports of what sounded like hallucinations, a carefully executed schedule of malingering to satisfy addictions to pain medication, she was by most considered a hypochondriac and blend (psychotic episodes and subsequent commitments being well-documented) of paranoid and disorganized schizophrenic. Which brings us to the salient part of this story, and those abominable missives' details. Okay, the Unabomber, she frequently with a kind of mischievous pride would regale us with the assertion that she had met that Ted Kaczynski, and that he'd reminded her of my other (actual) uncle Chuck, my dad's brother, who certainly has born more than a passing wildman physical resemblance to over the years, and today I learned he should not necessarily take that as anything but a compliment. You see, it just so happens that at least two of his targets were pederast associates deeply connected to and in personal contact with Epstein, one of whom was researching the health benefits and potential values of cannibalism, conducting primitive research through study and experimentation on worms. This reminded me of those stories, and also how whenever they came up I never could get her to provide the specifics of how and why she came into contact with such an unusual and notorious personage. I believe the vague brush-off explanation was that they met through something to do with her education. (That other deviant was a professor at Yale, incidentally.) Now, let's start putting all this together.

who all
saw in the closet
form an orderly line

If you observe appearances in myths and culture (say, War and Peace, the Dark and White Lodges, bookhouse boys and owl of Twin Peaks—more on the latter Moloch later, but not too much I promise, also can be located several stories tall in oft-parodied Bohemian Grove, where oligarchs dress up in robes and pick who will win the next election, or Superbowl, or the New Mexico Powerball lottery:  spoiler send 100 million to the Epstein trust, it helps when the state governor is a longtime buddy and professed predator client, or are paying for the private school and college tuitions of the first family of your unincorporated territory) one will frequently hear cited a struggle between two competing fraternal ideologies and their subscribers in a dialectic of sorts, good and evil yins and yangs personified in the organizations of Freemasonry and the Illuminati respectively. So you have Epstein lunatics being hunted by a self-styled agent of justice (not a pretend provocateur shooting hard drives or staging campaign theatrics), quite tellingly never described as such by our wholly compromised and deceptive corporate state media, and my Masonic heir aunt somehow is proximate. You also have symptoms, behaviors, responses which one hears a lot about getting observed and evinced by those involved in cults, where memories are suppressed intentionally through mind control the likes of which have been perfected and deployed formally in public and private sectors and are frequently observed in, reported by abused and brainwashed survivors. Jeffrey and his ilk were very interested in that part of the grooming and cleanup process, too. It's also been a popular topic at the global economic forum and in the vestiges of Nazi experimentation their scientists' imported philosophies and practices to the states which continued, expanded and thrived under the largess of MK Ultra.

clearly
a memory has been implanted—
electroshock!

We also have an empowered, capable mind and mandated reporter with knowledge of (then heavily concealed and contained, now shockingly transparent and discussed openly on Senate floors and televised hearing, indeed not unlike discounting and gaslighting regularly divulged and reported incidences of prevalent ritual abuse so long scoffed at as Satanic Panic, also worth noting recent revealing of the clever minds behind claiming traumatic memories recovered during hypnosis being invented through suggestion have been exposed as Epstein associated convicted degenerates trying to discredit and introduce shadows of doubt) unidentified anomalous crafts and associated remains, on an institutional murder or governmentally ordered hit, taking out a serial killer who may have been a liability (the unique skillset and class's involvement in compromising blackmail schemes is demonstrably crucial throughout the history, from Gacy's being an asset working with the government through the Jaycees in different capacities to entrap or dispose, Crowley doing something very similar to honey pot, expose and control elites, and let's not forget that farm in Indiana where over ten thousand humans' unidentified remains were acknowledged to have resided yet receives zero coverage in the headlines, all the way back to the Pope staging and well-documenting infractions of an orgy to hold over and compel participants in that mythic chestnut banquet), also someone of deteriorated health reliant on medication (so those messages, describing weaponizing the diseases like Parkinson's and Lewy Body—was just watching a video of Ventura ranting to reporters about building seven's collapse being reported long before it occurred by a BBC correspondent right in front of the structure—also suggesting Epstein may have been involved in the genesis of COVID, Bill Gates was exploring depopulating large segments of the planet) furthermore addiction being the most prominent, first and very effective strategy operatives use to disrupt movements and individuals, but if my aunt really was a person privy to shocking information and a loose end regarding secrets, all her accusations about being followed and psychological tortures, warfare which are not the slightest far-fetched then, you should read what they do to prisoners in custody during conflicts, highly reminiscent to the island crowd's horrid sadist activities, continuing no less disgustingly at black sites under administrations of the sham left elected who keep funding genocide abroad and supporting, thanking and empowering gestapo at home.

trepanning
the ice eats
their troops

So, yeah, the one silver lining to this year's cloud of baby intestines and rain of stem cell rich young blood is a better, more holistic understanding of my family, figures who'd long been interchanged when painted as villain and victim (does that Malcolm X quote come to your mind, too? again curious what all Chris Dorner was aware of, and other martyrs), and also a realization that the bought puppet media, deceptive search engines and shifty a.i., scrubbed internet archives and hacked Wikipedia are willfully lying to us through every channel each day. Most recently Gemini is picking up where Snopes left off debunking true things with strawmen rephrasing or saying they are false because a clear cut smoking gun is still unavailable. Like so many, it's a joy to see my aunt vindicated, just as all the noble researchers and sleuths following satanic pedo breadcrumbs unearthed troves of facts and examples of trafficking code speak and receipts for rented kids, (Anthony Weiner's laptop, which reportedly those who viewed *committed suicide* wink wink shorty thereafter, the FBI report lists as belonging to "PRODUCERS OF CHILD PORNOGRAPHY", again explain to me any context in which a sane Hillary would then send the following language in an email:  "I will be sacrificing a chicken in the backyard to Moloch . . ."

The Context:  The comment was not about a genuine ritualistic sacrifice but was a satirical or sarcastic way of expressing hope for a positive outcome to a difficult political situation.

Oh, silly me, that totally makes logical sense, thank you for clearing everything up so convincingly, and to do so taking the time away from your valuable droning of civilians!) the media flippantly ignored and dismissed, only to be definitely established this week at long horrifying last.

spirit of the law
I find my teacher eating
an infant

So I beg of you, friends, please listen when that family member, pal or colleague is aware of some ongoing disgrace with politicians or celebrities or craptains of industry, say that horrifying snuff films involving august bigwigs performing heinous acts have been circulating the dark web, Mamdani is tied to Epstein and endorsing genocides, Rothschilds by their own admissions supported Hitler in their Holocaust and apparently these days are hunting dark-skinned humans . . . (all in those emails, along with allegations of trump committing infanticide, elsewhere the most disturbing accounts of what happened to the island poodles and how our president got that colostomy bag), naked people are escaping from Buckingham Palace, there are giant pyramids in the far north, they've intentionally used crises in Haiti and Ukraine and collapsing Soviet Union to procure children for trafficking, these insane and unbelievable apparent truths are there for you to verify on the fourth Reich's .gov website as we speak, and if you can stand reading graphic accounts of minors being strangled to death by recognizable television personalities, a lot of goy bombs, and that actual cannibalism the affluent are so gaga about, you'll find more insight into everything you couldn't prove or didn't know and everyone (The Dali Lama? Hugh Jackman? Christopher Nolan? Val Kilmer? Noam Chomsky? Deepak Chopra? The black-eyed, red-shoed Pope/s? Stephen 'child molester' Hawking? Bill 'tried to slip wife antibiotics since he gave her an abuse-contracted STD' Gates?) you should never have trusted than in anything else I've encountered in all my life . . . The totality is formally alleged in government documents and testimony, protecting attackers and exposing victims, charging or punishing no one. But you can know and act accordingly, and also grasp the people sucking up all the airtime complaining about scripted distractions while in the same breath defending their supposed liberal enabler chums and bacchanal co-conspirators are every bit as complicit or actively participating in these nightmares. If you wonder why justice is so blind a supreme court justice is in those records accused of abusing a toddler. These patterns couldn't go deeper and be more systemic or insidious, I implore you all to acquaint yourself with their gist before it's too late.

jive turkey
baal has gotten
mainstream

~

Jerome Berglund has had a lifelong interest in angels, demons, hoodoo, voodoo, saints, sinners, spiritual ritual, occult practices, and supernatural phenomenon. His lineage includes victims of the Salem witch hunts. Many haiku, haiga and haibun he's written have been exhibited or are forthcoming online and in print, most recently in bottle rockets, Frogpond, and Presence. His first full-length collections of poetry were released by Setu, Meat for Tea, Mōtus Audāx Press, and a mixed media chapbook showcasing his fine art photography is available now from Fevers of the Mind.

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