Some personal data: Name, birth, education

John Bjarne Grover


My name 'John Bjarne Grøver', spelling changed to 'Grover' on 25 March 1999, seems to have been made already in the 1890's - at least according to Ibsen's play "John Gabriel Borkmann" which seems to be the background of my name - and one observes the mythology of San Pantalon on the paintings of Fumiani in the ceiling of the San Pantalon church in Venice. He wrote the play around the time when he also wrote 'Eyolf Little' - who could be 'Adolf Hitler', then only a few years old.

My name also seems to relate to the nazi death camp 'Treblinka': "Jump-jarnegg-grover" is the forester who goes through the wood and swings his axe against a tree and marks it for being cut down by slicing off a piece of its bark to expose the white wood underneath. 'Jarn-egg' means 'iron-edge', as on an axe. The tree is "Treblinka" after the forester has been there and marked it for its final days. "Treblinker" is the forester, the 'grover'. 'Treblinka' can also mean 'hit the wooden goal'.

"Jarnegg" also means the 'iron edge' which mean the 'knife' in the construction 'night of long knives' of Ernst Röhm in 1934. 'Long knives night' = 'jump jarnegg röver'. His SA people were allegedly homosexuals = 'röver'. The 'Röhm putsch' was perhaps rather arranged by Hitler himself, which suggests a 'ronk' - and hence e.g. Treblinka would have served also to support the effect of Hitler's postwar identity if that rested on the Röhm putsch. The socalled putsch of 1934 was on my birthday 23 years later. There is this hypothesis that Hitler changed identity at the end of the war and the 'rump utsch' of 1934 really indexed his rape of me in late 1957 or early 1958.


My official birthdate is 29/6-1957, allegedly 25 minutes before midnight, according to Ragna Gröver. I have no idea when I was born. Neither do I know where. According to rumours and registers, I was born in Molde. My first address was 'Sandveien 4'. I was reportedly born in the old hospital not so far from Sandveien - but I think it was demolished when we lived in Molde again a few years later.

After Molde the Gröver family moved to Fredrikstad, first one year in Kongensgate 8 and then we moved up to Labråten 58 in a new self-built house which had been constructed by an architect 'Romberg'. After I became aware of some mythological connections with Ragin Wenk-Wolff - whose name could have been the background of Ronald Reagan in USA - I discovered that there is a perfect '508' telescope between the birthday 13 January 1904 of Nathan Milstein (or new years eve 1903 according to his local Odessa calendar at the time of his birth) and my birthday 29 June 1957 - over 508 months, weeks, days and minutes, but without years and hours. I have speculated if this could have been the meaning of the numeral '58' in the address. Milstein himself pronounced that he had a strong admiration for Ronald Reagan but found John F.Kennedy a weak leader - which could mean just that sort of '508' weak (calendarial) link between him and me. Also, my own career as violinist has convinced me that I am probably not his son genetically - at least I have not inherited his virtuosity for the violin (unless it has surfaced in my poetry instead). I do believe that the story is not there, though - I think Nelly Sachs and Paul Celan are my genetic parents and there is a 'weak link' of administrative character to Millstein.

It seems that the 200 years gap back to 'Marie Joseph Motier La Fayette' born in 1757 is an important part of the story. He was ten years older than Jacques Laffitte from Bayonne - a ten years gap which could be of some importance. 'La Fayette' could be 'the four jets' of 11 September 2001.

Education and status

My first year in school was at Øvingsskulen (a training school for teacher students) in Volda on Sunnmøre, 1964-65. 'Nynorsk' was the main language. From 2nd to 6th grade at Sellanrå Skole in Molde 1965-1970. Then 7th grade at Trosvik Skole in Fredrikstad (1970-71), 8th and 9th grade at Seiersten Ungdomsskole in Fredrikstad (1971-73). My high school was Frydenberg Gymnas, where I started after the summer 1973. I dropped out mid way, at Christmas 1974-75, and took the exams as a private student in 1975 and 1976. I had planned to take all the exams in 1975 but was soon attacked by mononucleosis and other funny diseases and had to postpone half of the exams untill 1976. Then I started studying in Oslo in the autumn 1976, introductory courses in philosophy and math, but dropped out again for Christmas and went to Hauge-Stalheim private school for working as a teacher there in the spring 1977. After some library work, I earned money from doing part- and score-writing for music organizations - something which allowed me to work at home without having to interface with the society. 'NMI of the state' (the national music information centre) was established after I had done a few jobs for the composer's union, and I came to do most of the homework for them. I studied and travelled along with this work. MA in linguistics from Oslo 1992, including a year of studies in literature 1982, a little language (one-semester courses in Latin, Greek, Russian). Even a little math (calculus). (In 1983-84 I read philosophy and planned to take an exam but dropped it). This makes for a poet's education. The PhD dissertation I put together in 1995-1997 should certainly have been accepted but was rejected - closely followed by the twin bombing of the US embassies in Kenya and Tanzania. Only the first part ('Submorphemic signification') of the 5-part dissertation should normally have been enough for a PhD. Adding all exams takes it to at least 7 years university studies, and adding the year of philosophy and PhD studies could take it up to 10 or 11 - which perhaps is a little much. I hope my soul did not suffer too much damage from these academic years. Most of the studies I did by myself, though, and I worked most of the time.

Then in the end of the nineties my economy deteriorated untill I was in the ditch as a moneyless poet in Paris in 2002 - when one day in December the miracle happened that I got a pension from the state of Norway (I had also applied before I left Norway). This was soon after the death of Leif Stene Johansen, whom I have speculated could have been John F.Kennedy before the assassination - but this is pure speculation of course. I had also been in a psychiatric hospital in Norway for a month and a half in 1999-2000, which also could have contributed to making me qualified. I was not so crazy and I was no danger to my fellow beings, and frankly I think there was quite a lot of politics in the story, but it must be admitted that my social abilities were not the best - whatever could have been the reason for that - and they had not improved by the rejection of my doctorate with all the accompaniment - and I had probably small chances to make a living. Since then I have lived from the pension and have the chance to write my poetry. I don't consider my poor career to be representative of my academic and poetic performance - I rather consider it a result of the political history. When my first book ('Submorphemic signification') was rejected in concert with the Oklahoma bombing in a way which told rather clearly that there seemed to be alink between the two events, that tells of the special difficulties which my career may have faced and which other people normally have not. This is explained in the main article.

I consider myself a poet but I do believe that I have done some valuable things in academic fields which border onto matters related to poetic cognition.

Before I left Vilnius due to low economy in 2002, I had sent around letters inviting to (anonymous and open) donations to my poetic project, and indeed some money did come in to my account in 2001-2002, nearly 9000 euros in anonymous donations. I thank for the anonymous donations and for some 2000 NOK annotated with 'Ragna Gröver' (whoever had sent them) in 2001 and 1000 Francs in 'bonus' from the state of France at the end of the period when they also contributed with 'Assedic' support. The occasional character of my economy did not suffice for a housing contract, so I had to spend most of the time outdoors (there are cheap hotels in Paris, down to 18 euros per night, at least in those days, a great relief when I could afford it). My 'domiciliation' was in the refugee centre in Rue Santhe Marthe. Thanks for their help, and for the coins which fellow poors collected to me there. Thanks also to a couple I met when searching for a help centre who were extraordinarily friendly.

I also thank for the pension, which I think I did also in a letter to the pensions office.

In the course of writing this web page since 2004 I have, after I found that I had to rewrite substantial parts of my personal history, mentioned many acquaintances and friends from the viewpoint as to whether they could have been agents for the international project. I do apologize to those who have been unfairly 'mentioned' - although I do not think that I have made claims about any particular person being an agent - I have generally only discussed the matter whether I would have had to include the possibility in my conception of the world, on basis of the data available to me. For example, I have no reason to believe that my lawyer Pundsnes in Bergen or my high school teacher Tenvik in Fredrikstgad should have been agents.

© John Bjarne Grover
On the web 10 June 2006
Last updated 15 March 2011