Baron Trump and the Tropical Ice World

"And now, no doubt, you are a bit anxious to know what sort of a sunrise could possibly take place in this under world miles below our own." -- "Baron Trump's Marvellous Underground Journey" (1893), page 216

You know as well as I do that when too many coincidences invade a particular topic, then they aren't coincidences. 

This past week that wonderful sub-culture of weird Internet news has been seething with a "sudden" discovery of a book, or rather, a set of books, that has been in existence for 124 years and easily found via a Google search in one minute or less. Nevertheless that elusive "somebody" of the Puppet Master class apparently feels that now is the right time to draw that book out into the public's stream of consciousness. The book is entitled "Baron Trump's Marvellous Underground Journey," authored by a New York lawyer named Ingersoll Lockwood and published in the year 1893. The book can be downloaded or read online via this link at Archive.org.

I came to be aware of this book through a dropped remark during this morning's live Youtube chat on the Lionel Nation channel. Apparently, Poughkeepsie radio show Mix 97.7 became gob-smacked with the subject three days ago. Here is a 3-minute clip from that show which briefly touches on some of the oddities of this book whose main character's name bears an unarguable coincidence with that of the First Son, Barron Trump.

Naturally, I had to get a copy of this book and start poking through it. The illustration on the cover already rang bells: a boy and his dog sliding downhill on a block of - what else? - ICE.

If you have been following my work on the elite interest in Antarctica during the last 130 years, then this book's publication date of 1893 should sound like a klaxon in your brain. This juvenile sci-fi tale of a boy named "Baron Trump" was published only 12 years after another wildly popular book was published about the "Vril" and a fantastical land of wonder that existed under the ice. For reference, here is my Episode #6 of that series where I published a timeline of Antarctica interest [linked here].

In this book about the fictional character "Baron Trump," a young boy travels with his dog Bulger to Russia. The illustration on the book cover is found within the chapter that begins on page 213, entitled "The Tropics of the Underworld". Now stop there for a moment. By mentioning "Russia," the book is setting its tale, supposedly, in the lands of the frozen north, the Arctic rather than the Antarctic. However, in all the research that I have seen related to the ancient esoteric interest in Antarctica, the South Pole has always been associated with the dark "Underworld" of mythology whereas the North Pole was seen as the lit up "Upper World," the land from whence the superior Aryan race originated.

Page 203. Quarrymen (Masons?) hewing a passage through a wall of ice

Page 203. Quarrymen (Masons?) hewing a passage through a wall of ice

So when you see a reference to an "Underworld" in a land of ice, you can be pretty sure they are talking about Antarctica. In fact, as I mentioned in that earlier blog, an agent of the original Bank of America family published a fictional tale of Admiral Byrd's supposed diary directly after the admiral's death in which the author attempted to confuse the admiral's journeys to both the North and South poles. In the general "Hollow Earth" beliefs - an idea that this Baron Trump author also puts forward - there really isn't much distinction between North and South poles because you are able to travel freely and quickly between earth's two hemispheres.

With all of the above in mind, here are a few passages from Baron's underground journey:

"And now, no doubt, you are a bit anxious to know what sort of a sunrise could possibly take place in this under world miles below our own."

"I stood in the tropics of the under world, so to speak ...."

"Rattlebrains! Yes that was it; and now I felt sure that I was standing in the presence of one of the curious folk inhabiting the World within a World, to whom Don Fum had given the strange name of Rattlebrains, or Happy Forgetters."

I will stop there because this book is literally loaded to the gills with Antarctica metaphors and references that only the "in crowd" will get. A few Youtubers are beginning to audio transcribe the books and here is a link to one of those playlists where you can listen to the first few chapters.

Now, a few words about the author and his contemporaries.

A Lawyer in 19th Century New York City

This page at sf-encyclopedia.com [linked here] offers this synopsis of details about the author Ingersoll Lockwood's life:

Ingersoll Lockwood
born Ossining, New York: 2 August 1841
died 1918

(1841-1918) US lawyer and author whose Baron Trump sequence is an unusually Equipoisal mixture of sf and fantasy, even at a time before the use of commonly adhered-to distinctions between these modes of the fantastic, in a manner that anticipates L Frank Baum's inspired opportunism in the Oz books. 

The sequence comprises The Travels and Adventures of Little Baron Trump and His Wonderful Dog Bulgar (sic) (should be spelled "Bulger") (1890) and Baron Trump's Marvellous Underground Journey (1893), the latter being a Fantastic Voyage into the Hollow Earth, where domains of various surreally described races are found, including the Transparent Folk and the Rattlebrains. The Extraordinary Experiences of Little Captain Dopplekop on the Shores of Bubblehead (1892) and Wonderful Deeds and Doings of Little Giant Boab and His Talking Raven Tabib (1891), both similar to the Trump books, also involved Fantastic Voyages; the young protagonist of the latter benefits from his abnormal strength. 1900: Or, the Last President (1896 chap) is a Near Future political Satire.

As lawyer for Mrs Margarette Todd, who died under suspicious circumstances in 1905 soon after changing her will in order (it seems) to exclude him, Lockwood was in conflict with a second lawyer, George Gordon Hastings (almost certainly the author George Gordon Hastings), who represented (and later married) Todd's daughter, herself married to Frank Tousey, and who had become the beneficiary of her mother's substantial estate as well as the Tousey publishing enterprise.

Notice that the author's books about the character Baron Trump were written in a genre similar to the Wizard of Oz books, that is, juvenile sci-fi adventure. However, the author's final book, entitled "1900: Or, the Last President" was somewhat of a departure from that style. Well, not really, if you are familiar with Bill Still's video "The Secret of Oz," then you know full well that the Wizard of Oz books were a political satire. In the Oz books, the Cowardly Lion represents William Jennings Bryan, a 19th century political candidate famous for his "Crucified on a cross of gold" speech. Back then, as now, the United States was in the death grip of yet another Rothschild-engineered financial crash led by the man, J.P. Morgan. Lockwood's final book, The Last President, was a satire whose plot revolved around Bryan winning that election (which, as we now know, he lost.)

William Jennings Bryan

William Jennings Bryan

Is it possible that the grandfather of current U.S. President Donald Trump was an acquaintance of the author Ingersoll Lockwood? Trump's grandfather, Friedrich Trump, did emigrate from Bavaria to New York City in 1885. He began working for a German-speaking barber immediately upon arrival. The two "Baron Trump" books were published in New York City in 1890 and 1893 by a lawyer doing business in New York City. Yes, it is absolutely possible that these men might have run into each other. Is it possible that the current Trump family is very familiar with these books? Is it possible that is why First Son Barron Trump is named Barron (with two R's, by the way) for exactly this reason? Certainly it's possible and I have no information to answer that question definitively.

However to really swallow the red pill, we must consider the idea stated at the beginning of this blog, that when there are too many coincidences, then they are no longer coincidences.

The Cabal's Agenda Moves Steadily Forward

Remember that the original publication of this book fits neatly alongside the publication of so many other authors and spiritualists of the time. Ideas were being spread of an ancient race of Super Men, Aryans, human-hybrids who held the keys to lost technology. Even in this Baron Trump book, within the first chapter, the boy is given access to a 15th century manuscript that shows the way to the secret tropical, yet icy, underworld. As readers of my Antarctica series should recall, that places this particular plot contrivance smack in the time period when the Piri Reis map of Antarctica and the New World was being circulated along with other Hermetic literature.

One curious point that is scratching my brain is this business about the dog, Bulger. I'm not sure where that fits into the metaphor. Remember too that Dorothy had her own companion dog, Toto. In each book the dogs play significant, yet somewhat silent, roles. If you have thoughts on this, or on anything related to these Baron Trump books, DO post your comments below this blog.

For now, I will content myself with supposing that the dog may be a reference to the Dog Star, in the constellation Canis Major, otherwise known as Sirius. As you likely remember, that is the star of the goddess Isis and there is a mountain of esoteric importance attached to it. How uncoincidental it is that the public's fascination of this book comes during the early days of August. This is her month, when the rise of Sirius at dawn signals the prosperous flooding of the Nile and onset of the nation's harvest season (hence the term "dog days of summer").

For your information, the First Family does not yet have a pet dog in the White House. There has been quite a brouhaha simmering on this point. Apparently, Donald Trump is the first president in 130 years to not have a companion dog at his residence [linked here]. A few months ago, a woman offered to give Barron a dog, with whom he promptly was delighted, but for some unknown reason, the offer was withdrawn. Hmmm, I have a feeling that the acquisition of a dog for First Son Barron is a data point that we will want to watch for as this drama plays out.

Speaking of drama, earlier today I reached out to our Mr. W. for comment on what all of this means. He replied:

As I've mentioned privately/previously, I am of the opinion that Trump was a construct over decades for exactly his role now and that those who are playing us are so advanced in anticipating our actions and reactions that we are 50-100 years behind them in understanding the game....and they have been gaming us all along!  Of course ultimately it is Luciferian intelligence behind this.  You can't think too big!

I concur. You'll get no argument from me on that score. The 45th President, Donald J. Trump, has indeed been placed in his role at the preordained time. We are all being played, and have been played, for a couple of thousand of years.

So, roll on Mr. Rosicrucian or Mr. Lucifer or whatever you want to call youself. You've piqued our interest. Let's see what the next reveal turns out to be.


My contact information with link to my Karatbars portal are found at my billboard page of SlayTheBankster.com. Listen to my radio show, Bee In Eden, on Youtube via my show blog at SedonaDeb.wordpress.com.

4 Comments

Bankster Slayer

"When I look back on all the crap I learned in high school, it's a wonder I can think at all." -- the "Kodachrome" song by Paul Simon, 1973


I grew up in a quiet, small, city east of the San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles County, in Palmdale, California. I'm not quite old enough to remember the assassination of JFK, but do remember the assassination of Brother Bobbie on an early summer's day. I was finishing up my first grade at the elementary school just up the street from our suburbia house. Maybe that was when I became self-aware that something wasn't right. When I saw the events of that day unfolding on our new color TV, I remember a thought passing through my 6.5 year old mind. And silly me assumed that everybody else was also holding this same belief because it seemed so obvious to me:

 

"The President and his brother must have been killed by the same people."


I don't know how a little first-grader was able to come up with that conclusion. That certainly wasn't the sort of idea you would expect to be rumbling around the brain of a little kid. But it kept rumbling in mine and still does, to this day.


The people of my generation passed through the Space Race, the Vietnam War, Watergate, the Disco Era, Yuppies, the World Wide Web, and Irrational Exuberance. Throughout this entire period, a relentless Matrix Machine has been whirring in the background of our lives, unnoticed and largely unchallenged. In fact, that Machine has been whirring for centuries.


I guess it was inevitable that the 6.5 year old kid who once questioned the official doctrine of the Kennedy assassinations would one day swallow her own Red Pill. And so I did, following the 2008 Crash, as I watched the financial lives of my parents and myself collapse into disaster as the equity of our homes evaporated into the dry Arizona air.


I finally came to that moment as have so many readers and contributors of Rogue Money, that day when you finally stop and ask "Why did this happen?" I started reading, researching, listening. Gradually the bricks of The Matrix began to crumble. The monstrous beast was no longer hidden from view. 


And so I join this team of writers and readers who are all trying to Slay the Bankster Beast in their own way. We carry on with confidence because no Evil has ever stood forever against the onslaught of Truth. Undaunted, we move forward.

 
You will find that my contributions to the Rogue Money web site will focus on the deep history that created The Matrix in the first place. In other words, you won't find any opinion forthcoming on this-or-that presidential election ... unless you are talking about the overthrow of regimes 2- or 3- thousand years ago. In that case, I might be interested!


I make no apologies if what you hear steps on the toes of a long-cherished paradigm. I am just A Messenger. In fact, you will find that my blogs will invite your comments to provide additional pieces of information that perhaps you may have gleaned from your own research. I have many holes that need filling.


You've been told what, how, when, and where to think your whole life. I leave it up to you to exercise your own Mind and take appropriate Action to slay the monster for yourself.


My own web site, Twitter page, Facebook and some-time blogs are found here if you care to visit: 
1. SlayTheBankster.com 
(promotional site. Karatbars affiliate)

2. sedonadeb.wordpress.com
(my blog that started it all)

3. Posts on BeforeItsNews.com 

4. twitter.com/banksterslayer

5. www.facebook.com/debra.caruthers