A story told

A story told

John Bjarne Grover

What is the question: I personally have a question the answer to which seems to have a potentially considerable weight in its explanatory force for understanding many important things but the problem is hard to come to grips with.

I woke up one morning in Vienna some years ago with 'rose painting' ('floral design') on my skin - a variant of eczema probably. It was in the years when this problem developed. It was probably also in those years when I developed so heavy reactions from a cleaning company having a representative working in the house one day per week that I had to flee the town in the morning that weekday (I normally went to St.Pölten) and could not come back before the washing-person had left the house. The name of this company is what I believe was based on a traumatic experience in the earliest days of my life - and which was also the essence of the name of a person I shared an office with for some time in the late eighties and which probably elicited a deep crisis in my life - which I today believe was because probably the name reinvoked the experience of a theoretical (which means that I have theories about this but little or no empirical evidence) injection of horror chemicals in my body at age 18 months in 1959 - and of course I have suspected that this hypothetic injection and other cases of potential raw child abuse were organized by the state of Norway and hence also the sharing of this office and I have naturally also speculated that this person could have been a representative of that state organization but have little basis for this suspicion. I personally have guessed that his name was a representation of the theory that the Chernobyl disaster was triggered by norwegian interests for the onset of the government of Gro Harlem Brundtland 13 days later (13 = B = Gro Harlem B-Rundtland = Gro Harlem B-B-Order) and that the Chernobyl meltdown (which started at 01:23 in the morning) symbolized such a childhood experience. It was this complex which was reinvoked with this cleaning company name - could be, as I could think, they could have used it in their marketing as well?

It was on this background that I woke up with red 'flame' forms over my skin. It turned out to be that morning when there were news in Austria that they had won the socalled 'Eurovision song contest'. I suspected that the winning song 'Rise like a phoenix' (which I have so far never heard) was a mock on my person by plagiarism of some aspect of my authorship and that this was the reason for the condition of my skin. I stayed away from the issue and have been avoiding it, which helps. When a year later this same TV contest should be arranged from Vienna, it would be from Wiener Stadthalle which is at the end of the short street wherein I have my residence - and I had to escape the country that night for avoiding this problem. I used to spend some time in Győr in those days, in a pension which was affordable but it turned out that they were fully booked on that particular day and I had to try and find another place. (It had happened some time before that I had come to this place for a prebooked room which was occupied since a guest there had extended his presence and wanted to continue in the same room). I found another hotel which was very cheap (I think less than 30 euros per night and the number of rooms was maybe less that a dozen) and I booked a room for that night - and was told that I would get room #5 (I think it was, if not 4) - I had in fact been in this hotel once before and I think it was in that room. When I arrived (in that night of this Eurovision song contest) I was told that the room I had got prebooked was occupied but I could get the one next to it.

It was at 3 o'clock at night rather exactly that I woke up by the voice of a woman arriving in the street underneath for an apparently 'prebooked' appointment and a male voice greeting her. Shortly thereafter they came up the stairs and I heard from her voice that she was getting a little nervous - could be she had expected a more sophisticated facility - even if the hotel was orderly and nice in its interiors - or if there had been some other factor. It seemed that she was getting hesitant and reluctant from the few words that came in woolly fashion through the wall - after they had gone into the room which I had been promised I believed I heard through the wall some further small fragments of dialogue (including the comment 'do you do cacao?' - a question which I guessed was outside the scope of her world) but clearly this story element is uncertain and I cannot know what really was said on the other side of the wall and how much was shaped by my imagination. I got the impression that she had been cheated into the situation by promises of something very different. The door went up and she may have been outside for some moments before she (probably) went back again - could be she had believed it was another thing she came for and really should have left but there were reasons why she still went back again (if that is what happened). Had they promised her a meeting with somebody else (me, for example?) - but my reasons for believing this are only imagination and not enough to build even suspicions on.

In short, it may have been that she found herself in the situation of an apparent callgirl but had come for very different reasons.

After some time the scant voices (I think it was mainly the two males which I fancied were in that room which said some words - could be as for making time pass - and she said perhaps a few words in reply) silenced and I may have fallen asleep again. However that was, if I stayed awake or what it was, some time later I suddenly felt a strange heat around my anus which I could not explain. This was the whole story - I have little more experience to report - and I left the place the next day without having heard anybody leave that room or what it was.

I came to develop the idea that this woman was one I had been on a train with some time earlier - a week or two or so before this event - and I fancied that this situation had been surveyed and abused by administrative tricks (which I had somewhat experienced myself by ideas coming to the mind) for cheating her into believing that she would meet me in that hotel. She would expectedly not have been of the type who would come that late in the night for such an insubstantial appointment - but there could have been reasons why she had been cheated into believing that it was a serious reason. Had surveillance data from me been used for creating false ideas?

The potentially surveyed experience in the train was also very scant - I was sitting reading and waiting for the train to leave when this young woman (could be around age 20) came and sat down on the other side of the train corridor. After a few moments she rose and went further into the train and I observed her way of walking and slender body and the word 'dødsstraff' articulated itself in my mouth - I pronounced it very silently and it meant that this could have been her problem which caused her to change seat - 'straff' would be german for her appearance while in norwegian the word means 'penalty', while 'døds-' as a norwegian prefix means for the case of penalty 'death sentence' but in normal lax parlance it means 'very strongly' - such that 'døds-slank' would mean 'a very slender body'. The word meant for me that this was her problem and reason for changing her seat - which I understood as an existential matter of being - but which for a rude surveyor imposing his ideas onto the object of surveillance (me) could have meant that I pronounced this idea onto her. The word would mean that this was her problem - that surveillance would be prone to impose their ideas onto her and her life and mistake it and thereby by administrative authority misguide the conception of the situation - and this would be something relevant to the immediate situation including my person. I would not expect surveillance to be in possession of that 'advanced' philosophical ideas - but rather that surveillance could, not the least by their inherent 'peeping' nature, be driven by more primitive instincts - which could include such ideas as the story eventually included. After some moments she came back and sat down on the same place again and there was a little eye contact but no words. She left the train after some time. I did not hear her voice - but came to fancy that it was this situation which had been surveyed by the austrian intelligence services (including their understanding of what they surveyed) and used for cheating her to come to the hotel. However, the reason for my ideas that it could have been her - when I heard only her voice which I had not heard in the train - was only that it made sense also in accordance with ideas that in principle could have been caused by such administrative manipulations in the mean time - for cheating her to come to that hotel on a false basis. ('False premises' - would that be the story of the prebooked room which was occupied by somebody else?) One of the tricks would have been that she would have come to the hotel room which was prebooked for me.

I came to fancy that she had been strangulated by hired hitmen (I have no idea who were there and did not see anybody there) in that room next to me - on behalf of the austrian intelligence services for dressing up the then austrian chancellor Sebastian Kurz in my scant social interface from that train situation. I fancied that cruel methods of very slow strangulation - which could have lasted for hours after the voices silenced - were used in combination with possibly technologies for tapping her mental condition to which they responded in my role. It would have been on basis of the surveillance of that word 'dødstraff' = 'death penalty' which they had tapped from my almost inaudible pronounciation - as if they had done me a favour by carrying out my 'wish' thereby. I also fancied that they had done this on practical instruction from Kurz himself in his office.

I believe that I saw international reactions to such heinous behavior in the media and that an international claim of down-stepping of the chancellor was to be followed - but the chancellor continued on behalf of ÖVP nevertheless. ('Mr.Grover had done nothing wrong' could have been the reason for continueing). Shortly before he started yet another chancellorship - I would guess they had a meeting in the party and decided to take the chance - there was the US attack on the iranian revolutionary guard chief Qasem Soleimani on an airport in Baghdad - a US drone had flown in from a ship in the gulf and sent a laser beam on him and travelled back again. There was the funeral and much ado and I think I read somewhere that Soleimani - who on the archive photo of him resembled my classmate and friend Roy Andersen from around 1970 - was himself present in the funeral - which made me think that maybe he had retired only and that the story really was intended on Kurz who should be a 'Soleimani' = 'a man who is very sorry' (could be because somebody was in 'kassen' = 'the box, 'the coffin'). But nothing happened and Kurz started another chancellorship four days later.

It was apparently expected (as suggested redundancies in the media) that he should not only step down but also had to be thrown out of the party if they should continue in the austrian parliament. I fancied that this was a problem now before the election in Austria some time ago and that he is not out of the party but they hope to relaunch their policies (including the defence of such things?) by extended governmental negotiations. I fancied that this scandalous story should have been up on the front pages before the election and it should have led to a downfall and possibly end of the party before the election - but this did not happen and now they are surfing on this triumph and maybe even could hope to make it the core of their continued existence.

The story is of course this one - that ÖVP may have been built up around my person since they were founded 80 days after Auschwitz (and Hitler's 'erste Reich') closed. (What should have been the reason for anything such as this fancied story from Győr? It could have been unhealthy political ideas based on the opposite of 'protruding eyes' in 'asian look' and things like that). That '1223' relative to my person seems to be an empirical fact of their 'Obmänner' - to judge from the redundancies in the cartoons of The New Yorker magazine. This would also have been the reason behind such a fancied story - but it is seen from the above account that my empirical basis for the ideas is very meagre indeed and resides somewhere between the visual and aural impression of two women who may have been the same but of course probably (by normal statistics) were not. Can you identify a visual impression of a woman from her voice? The story is perhaps the prebooked room - I was promised a certain room (which was not so important) which later turned out to be occupied and I got the one next to it.

Of course there could have been story elements which I have guessed or fancied about my life around my puberty in 1970 as constitutive elements in this fancied story - also potentially as part of the history of ÖVP - but these could perhaps have been invoked for the policies of ÖVP around this time and been constitutive of ideas generally.

I have no idea what this 'Eurovision song contest' was about but of course - since I had escaped the organization of the broadcasted TV final close to my home ('the room next door' so to speak) by going to this hotel in Győr - it could have been a potentially reverberant background of ideas. Were there abuse of data from my life or authorship in that contest?

There is also possibly a role for the story with Olof Palme and the name of Göran Persson in Sweden - here it would have been about ideas of 'Győr-ramp er sånn' - 'that is how bullies of Győr are'. I have not the impression of Győr as a place for such bullies, though - but it could have been a concept for influences from abroad - like that Olof Palme story could have been.

There were also some burglaries of a house of mine in Szolnok. I had tried to find a place in Győr but had not enough money and there came this possibility in Szolnok 'instead'. I have later speculated that this house was 'prebooked' for me - but have little evidence in favour of this idea. I have fancied that it was burglared on behalf of political interesters - and could have ideas of seeing such interesters in the countries wherein I have had the longest residence - that means Norway and Austria.

I fancied that hitmen via the foreign interesters had been pre-appointed with the state (police) of Hungary and that it therefore constituted a burden on the international relations. In the spring 1991 I lived for some months in Kecskemeti Utca in Budapest and when I moved out the houseletters told me that FBI would move into the ground floor underneath. It may be that a police station ('rendőrség') came to be there later.

Whatever the story be, there seems to be some reason to recognize a certain unofficial but possibly very essential role in the constitution of ÖVP relative to my person. On background of these data, 'Mr.Grover had done nothing wrong' could have been the reason for continueing a 'partial misrepresentation' which normally accompanies terror. This is so far completely unknown to the voters but may have come to be background noise of considerable decibel - and it may be that this noise could call for an explanation.

I dont know what happened with the two black textiles which I found with one week's interval exactly on a seat on tram #1 in Vienna - probably 'ex nihilo' formations when I stepped into the wagon - and of course this woman on the trainseat could have been associated by me with those textiles on the tramseat - nor do I know what happened to the 2-3 poetry notebooks in a rucksack which I forgot on a churchseat in Barnabitenkirche in Vienna - when I came back an hour or so later for finding it it was gone and a (relevant?) massacre in a supermarket in USA started in the moment when I entered the church. I have fancied that the two black textiles - which I gave to the tramdriver (not the 'tarmdriver' = 'peri-stalten') for him to give to the lost-and-found office since a traveller (both times) could have forgotten them there - could have been for austrian surveillance to discover that they were ex nihilo formations by my entry into the tram and therefore the administration could have contacted me with these news that they belonged to me and thereby the country would have obtained a renewed confidence that their territory really belong to them (that old 'Ostarrîchi-Urkunde' could have been a 'fabricated' joke?) - but surveillance thinks perhaps not in that philosophically 'advanced' terms but may have taken the black textiles to be a chance for the society to dress up in new clothes of inherently partial misrepresentation which could harvest political support by way of international terror (such as in that supermarket in USA?). That could be a problem of surveillance and abuse of such data (which could be the story). But if they should follow me from minute to minute with surveillance, why didnt they do something for stopping the possibly tragic story from the hotel room next door - whether that could have been about 'Ostarrîchi-Urkunden' or whatever? (I had no reason to suspect the guests next door of anything, though).

Why could the administration have stepped out of ordinary procedural rules and contacted me for such a special message? "He had himself given it to us by his on decision". The reason why the administration could have stepped out of ordinary rules would have been if such a double ex nihilo occurrence should count as very extraordinary and of potential spiritual value. I do not know what is the status of such a phenomenon but notice, as I have commented on earlier, the story of saint Simon Stock who got a 'scapular' textile from the Madonna (of Carmel) in an apparition in the 13th century. A scapular is a piece of textile hanging over the shoulders and is so called because of the 'scapula' = shoulder blade. See this short introduction. I found twice a black textile - of size maybe 1 * 1,5 metres or so, semi-transparent and humid on a sunny day both times - when I stepped into the tram #1 (which I rarely use) on a sunday and the next sunday around the same time. It lay on an empty seat right in front of me when I stepped into the tram - the second time there was a woman sitting on the seat behind it but otherwise the wagon was rather empty both times, as far as I remember. I asked her if it were hers which it was not and so I gave it to the tramdriver. Clearly if this is of a special spiritual value that could have been a reason. What I mean is that a reinforced territorial integrity probably would have made the need for military installations less important. (And male sellers in the shops where there formerly were women would perhaps not have been needed either).

I believe there could have been abuse of surveillance data from my life and work in Austria. Through several years it seemed to me that surveillance data from my workdesk could have gone through to the advertisement business who used it for their work - which means that my ideas which I wrote on my desk could have been up on the advertisement posters all over the country long before I could publish them. This could have called for an economic compensation from the state to me? Now there has been this new 'Klimabonus' in the form of 250 euros per person resident in Austria per year - for those who want to accept such - that is because the electricity has become so expensive. Then why not lower the electricity price instead? It could look as if the society of those who have seen the advertisements all over the country - and who thereby could feel a certain 'identity' with me as the 'hidden identity' (a quasi 'Deus Absconditus', is that the concept?) behind the authorship - now are getting their economic compensation in the form of this 'Klimabonus'.

I have suspected that Norway throughout my life could have been involved in mobbing me for the purpose of swapping my person with the state and its people. Reasons could be as simple as bad conscience (for example an unsolvable Lenin assassination in 1924 by Quisling on behalf of the norwegian state?) and the need for 'swapping away' from it. Clearly this '1223' could be a related phenomenon - which hardly can be promising for the future of the state.

However, if this story (with Győr etc) should be more than sheer fantasy (in view of the meagre empirical facts), it may be important that it be brought to daylight and justice - not the least for preventing that such a party as this ÖVP (if this should be their way of governmental conduct) be allowed to continue in similar ways.

PS The 'Eurovision song contest' in Vienna was in may 2015 and then Werner Faymann of SPÖ was chancellor while Kurz of ÖVP started his government in late 2017 - which means that Kurz could not have been chancellor at the time of this fancied story from Győr in 2015. Then why these ideas? Could be it is only about the name in the sense of 'the bastian non-kurz' - on the background of these data - with ÖVP being founded at the end of Hitler's 'erste Reich' which could mean at the beginning of his 'zweite Reich'. Beyond this there is little or no empirical basis for associating the story with Kurz. Faymann-Kern-Kurz was the series of chancellor names.