Jan 2, 2026

😎🥳😵(Full Wolf Supermoon Madness) Today's Crazy Vid, Quotes & Memes ~ Jan 2, 2026 ~ |

SoTW (link) - Read HM The King's New Year Address 2025

Nowhere To Hide...

... “Freaky Friday Frede, you've got some 'splainin to do!” Kind regards Genoveva Casanova, The White Hats and Earth Alliance. The Shame Loop or Trap, that's Killing HU Spiritual Growth ...

... It only took, The King Shit on Turd Island, 90 seconds, into his state-created-speech, to treat Ukraine, Latvia and NATO, as our Immediate Family, Brothers in Arms and Saviour, 2.000 km away ...

Published on January 2, 2026 by Verdensalt

My birthday is coming up on “Three Kings Day”. Both my sister and myself on SoTW, has met King Frederik (at a 1988 Whitney Houston concert and Mountain Bike and Trail Run Biathlon). How can our King fall for all these Woke Political Queens - The feminisation of madness is crazy.

Almost 10 years ago, when my 'old party buddies', left me for good, after, they finally realized, I was very different and after, my own awakenings, started, some 20+ years ago. Did I jump the gun too soon? Planetary Liberation in 2026 or reentering the Matrix - plugging back into the simulated reality?

Or was it, when I was initiated into Kriya Yoga when Swami Shankarananda Giri came to Denmark in 1994? Quite by chance, I was thrown into an adventure that I will never forget. Or perhaps later, after REKI initialization? Was if after 30 years of learning process from alternative natural doctors?

Should I have quitted my day job? In the higher echelons of IT banking and IBM environment, to become independent with no immediate future? And after that, I lost everything! I was now, considered, a looser and freak, in the danish society and friendships, was broken of. I was no longer welcome, into the "cult".

The problem is, that I still feel so Young inside and Alive, trapped, in a Old Soul. Who the heck (someone or something), dragged me right out of the 3-D Matrix of Illusion/Simulation? I do not know, but it's been a really tough ride, so far. Would I do it again and Sign another Soul Contract, to reincarnate on Earth - hell no.

Anyways, i'm a 100 kilo 190 cm tall (triathlete) dude, so dancing, was not my strong suit in my younger days (10 kilo less). However, there was a time, when we went partying all nighter, every single weekend, in Copenhagen, at the hottest bars and discos, in town. I was normally dancing, with my best friend Bo (and lots of woman) at the time, for hours and hours until dawn, when we got breakfast and went home.

Cannot believe today, how it was physically possible, but we did and it was lots of fun. You couldn't see our fast moving feet, when we were hitting, the dance floor. Our favourite place was the 3 floors Natcaféen / Bonaparte Gothersgade one of Europe's hottest places (also for Helena Christensen and Crown Princess Mary).

Then, we went to LA Bar (today it's called LA Tequila Bar), for shots and "jello shots" and of course, Annabel’s Discotheque in Lille Kongensgade 16, for 80’s exhibitionist teenagers with lots of money and fame. We also went to "Nikolaj's kælder" primarily known as the Bellmann basement at Nikolaj Plads 7, until we found out, that it was for gays and Hviids Vinstue.

The hottest eating and drinking Bar - Long Drinks, especially, Long Island Ice Tea's was on Restaurant Scott – Gråbrødre Torv (as far as I recall). For good music and barfights', The Old Irish Pub, Copenhagen and of course Sam's Bar (where Jeffrey Epstein were parting). After that, Rosie McGee's and or disco at Scala (disco in the basement called Axels Dansebar) at Alextorv.

There were so many other hot places in the, Danish island of Zealand and my home town, where we went. Unfortunately, biker groups such as the Hells Angels (HA) and their supporters, including supporters from local areas such as Stenløse, ruined the parties, and often had conflicts and fights in the 1990s.

My hometown we had a (dangerous) family, called, Blegvad-brothers and others, that when Hells Angels and drug-gangs came in together, there was normally, a mass brawl, and the local police, just stood in the windows, and was watching the whole thing, without doing anything.

Lost track of my oldest danish buddy, still active soldier/officers in the special forces, who was a Bouncer, at 2 places; Café Louise and discotheque Annabell (where I picked up a lot of girls). My friend, had also a American black buddy, an hardcore dude, former US Marine Corps. This black Bouncer was wide, muscle and fast, and could break up any fight, faster than I could blink - OMG! ... |