Regarding Ineligible Relatives Conceived With My Father Kevin Seaman And Other Matters
Hello reconciliation enthusiasts, I am an Indigenous Australian, Mussolini, via my father
Kevin. It is the most recent Indigenous Gippsland Biological Birth Surname through my father,
traced back to my Indigenous Australian great-great-grandfather Alessandro Mussolini. See the chapter about
General Sir John Monash for more detail. My grandmother's name when she died was Duchess
and Lady Myrtle Webb the Hatchburg. Her maiden name was Cook, via unnecessary adoption. Her
birth surname was Lingyari, via a surname change by her father Vincente, from Mussolini
to Lingyari. Myrtle married my grandfather James Webb the Hatchburg in a registry office
on Sitkilda Road in late January 1926, when they were both 20. She was pregnant with twins
at the time. James became a duke in Lord of Austria and Hungary when he turned 21 the
following year, which made his wife Myrtle a Duchess and Lady. Myrtle was Indigenous
Australian Army General Sir John Monash's niece, Sir John was a Mussolini at birth.
My grandfather Duke and Lord James Webb the Hatchburg's father was Prince Sebastian Hatchburg,
only legitimate child of the last legitimate Emperor of Austria and Hungary, Franz Joseph
I. My great-grandfather Prince Sebastian Hatchburg was my great-grandfather and predecessor Kaiser
Adolf Hitler the Hohenzollern's official royal consort in 1943. Duke and Lord James and his
wife Duchess and Lady Myrtle were in the Guard of Honour at General Sir John Monash's State
Funeral along Sitkilda Road in 1931. My uncle Ian Webb and my father Kevin Webb were also
in the Guard of Honour, my father Kevin was 15 months old at the time. There are several
films of the funeral. A species group of trees, which was called the Warragul Tree, was renamed
the Lemon Myrtle after my grandmother. The Hatchburg monarchy was dissolved as the constitutional
monarchy of Austria and Hungary in 1922, leaving only residual equal minor titles. My grandfather
Duke and Lord James' legitimate registered children with his wife Duchess and Lady Myrtle
were only eligible to inherit a Royal Hatchburg title when James died.
Duchess and Lady Myrtle died in the 1950s. James died in the 1980s in Queensland, years
after I saw him at a very large Webb family reunion in Gippsland when I was a child. My
father Kevin became a Duke of Austria and a Lord of Hungary when his father James died.
The titles passed on to me automatically as his only legitimate child in 2004, when he
died. My uncle Ian was murdered in the 1970s in Queensland and left everything to my father
Kevin and myself. I, we have never received anything from Ian's private estate.
My father Kevin divorced my mother Judith in the late 1970s before his father Duke and
Lord James died in 1984. Because Judith was divorced by my father before he became a Duke
and Lord of Austria and Hungary, she was never a Duchess or Lady. Judith was never eligible
to inherit Austrian and Hungarian Hatchburg royal family assets in her lifetime. She died
in 2018. They decided to pretend Judith was still married to my father Kevin when he died
in March 2004. Despite the finalised divorce details via the Dandenong Family Law Court
final verdict in the late 1970s, I was the sole major beneficiary of my father's estate,
apart for 50k cash. 10k each to my mother and the four older females who were illegally
registered to my parents at birth before I was born. They did it to attempt to steal
money and property off me as his major beneficiary. They eventually illegally sold my family home
property in Jerrigan to a man bred with evil Einstein Sperne in Saddam Hussein's mother,
who was organised crime-chore dating the oldest female who used to pretend to be my sister.
That female was really the granddaughter spawn of evil neo-Nazir Ricky Asche, who was tried
at Nuremberg starting November 1945 for crimes committed with the neo-Nazis after he escaped
jail in December 1943. Asche was the imposter her man going after December 1943 to the end
of World War II. They now pretend Asche on trial at Nuremberg was going on trial for
material on sites like YouTube when people look up the Nuremberg trials.
They illegally sold my family home to someone bred with genocidal paedophile Albert Einstein
Sperne who was squatting in my house with the granddaughter of Asche. One of the crimes
Asche was convicted of at the Nuremberg trials was torturing homosexual males illegally detained
in the jail Asche escaped from in December 1943 until the end of WWII.
To Cow Prison My great-grandfather Prince Sebastian Hapsburg
was one of the homosexuals Asche tortured in 1944 and 1945. Illegally selling my house
to Asche's granddaughters, boyfriend was follow-up stalking of my Hapsburg family after
WWII. As was the female herself pretending to be my father's firstborn child starting
in 1959. That is the way they illegally try to operate and the unofficial way some claim
they'd prefer to run society in Australia as neo-Nazi cooperation land. Hand in hand
for organised crime. I would like to point out here that Osteracker's
name change in 1913 was to a copy of Australia's name with two letters removed, Austria. Basic
gibberish. My Hapsburg royal family was not involved in the name change. Unfortunately,
it was a direct reference to intending to stalk Australians. Particularly in reference
to the Austrian lunatics led destruction of around 1.5 million people's homes in Gippsland
in 1858 via a somersand riot. The name change did not mean that anyone who is an Australian
citizen is banned from receiving inheritance in Austria or Hungary.
All Prince Sebastian Hapsburg's eligible children emigrated to Australia with their mother prior
to 1912 and eventually became Australian citizens. They emigrated before that name changed to
Austria. All were to become a duke and lord, or duchess and lady, of Austria and Hungary
when they turned 21. When the last Hapsburg prince, Sebastian,
died in 1960, Austria and Hungary illegally withheld the Hapsburg royal family estate
assets in both countries from the beneficiaries. My grandfather duke and Lord James and his
eligible Australian brothers and sisters. The only excuse for an excuse. Because they
became Australians. Lunatics from the USA still incorrectly
claim to be evilly entitled to stalk Hapsburgs in a modern organised crime Truman show-like
format. They do it because my homosexual great-great-grandfather Emperor Franz Joseph I was bashed and raped
by a female from that country and it resulted in an ineligible pregnancy. She was a transgendered
female with facial hair the size of a super heavyweight wrestler. She was part of a North
American organised crime run circus Freaks How travelling Europe at the time. They tried
to steal assets, possibly royal title, for her via the illegal pregnancy. They tried
to force Franz Joseph I to pretend it was consenting sex, where he decided to try sex
with a female despite being homosexual. Franz Josef I was admitted to hospital after the
assault. He was bare-fist punched repeatedly until unconscious, then sexually assaulted
by the female and a male accomplice. He spent months in therapy afterwards.
They didn't steal assets using the pregnancy then, so they are still pretending they get
to pursue it now. When the estate was illegally withheld from my Webb family in Australia
in 1960 when Prince Sebastian died, they started pretending it was withheld specifically so
descendants bred from her illegal pregnancy could steal it. No is the answer.
My Indigenous Grandmother As was usual amongst Gippslanders, back to
the existence of the 1.2 million plus population city of Yerrigan in what is now called Latrobe
Valley, my grandmother Duchess and Lady Myrtle went to a Port Phillip Bayside suburb to have
all her babies. The suburb sitkilder which had small birthing hospitals back from the
Bay foreshore. She did what literally tens of thousands of others had done over the years.
Those small birthing hospitals looked like one or two bedroom units and the stalk out
of the television cartoons. Baby thefts from those birthing hospitals
in Bayside suburbs like sitkilder didn't start until after World War I. Prior to then
everything was fine. All but one baby was stolen off her every time she had a multiple
birth. Which was most of her many pregnancies. Duchess and Lady Myrtle, born 1906, was a
naturally albino Indigenous Gippslander who was separated from her father Vincentay as
a child. It was due to a stupid discriminatory law introduced by what was then the state
of Victoria's administration. It was incorrectly enforced in Myrtle's case. It was a ban on
part Indigenous children who had a foreign, particularly European, parent being allowed
to live with the Indigenous parent in Indigenous communities and reserves in Victoria.
My great-grandfather Vincentay Lingiari is not to be mistaken for the younger Vincent
with A C and no E. The handful of sand of Vincent Elingiari was not my great-grandfather.
My great-grandfather Vincentay had been lobbying with state government on behalf of Gippslanders,
walking backwards and forwards to Melbourne to do it, on various issues. His daughter
Myrtle was not half European, she had two Indigenous parents. She was albino and looked
light-skinned toned, so they confiscated her off her father Vincentay, deciding to pretend
she was half European. Despite his lobbying, they would not let her back to live with him,
insisting on pretending she was half European. Myrtle ended up having to use the forced adoption
name Cook afterwards. So, she was stolen off her parents. How Australian!
Not the Canadian dirty money funded version of stolen at birth, though. Organised crime
types from Canada funded the theft of most, if not all, of the baby stolen between WWI
and WWII from Bayside suburbs. Including baby stolen off my grandparents James and Myrtle
at birth. People still think running around with a baby
stolen at birth, or conceived with a stolen sperm, ova, or embryo, to tease the biological
parent, perhaps steal assets or cash, is what they pass off as a functioning society. Body
functional, pantomime society, more like it. Vincentay was often mentioned as the type
of indigenous man who could run for a state parliament, and his lobbying role was semi-official.
Vincentay ended up lobbying heavily for his daughter to be returned to live with him,
and irrelevant, incorrectly enforced law to be scrapped.
I assume that in some ways that motivation for her being confiscated and him being rendered
unable to walk long distances, then move to East Gippsland, was to stop him getting an
official position. He was well known enough to do so. Then babies stolen off his daughter
Duchess and Lady Myrtle were seen as extending that. As a separate extra motive to other
baby thefts from others. Trying to interrupt the past on ancestral history
of Gippsland was obviously another motive. Given the biggest city in the country was
destroyed by that arson riot in early 1858. Every species of rice in the world is native
to Gippsland.
Federation into Australia in 1900 to one stripped indigenous people of the right to enrol to
vote or run for parliament. Vulgar and repulsive until 1967.
After Federation, a competition was held to design the new flag of Australia. There were
five almost identical entries in the competition at the time. Information suggests that the
five entries submitted to the competition were all designed by former Canadians who
were eligible to enter as citizens of the newly federated Australia.
The one that is currently the Australian flag is the simplified version of the competition
winning design submitted in those five separate entries. The use of the Union Jack was officially
approved by King Edward VII of Great Britain in 1903, according to Google search.
People could see it as a sort of a Canadian designed flag, certainly. Similar to the Canadian
flag at the time. The people who all entered the winning design were eligible to enter
the competition, so must have been Australian citizens.
My father Kevin was a triplet and he only won the Royal Hapsburg couple James and Myrtle
got to keep from that birth on the 24th of June, 1930. Kevin's older brother Ian was
a twin born 1926. Ian's stolen twin sister went on to become known as Norma Jean Baker
or Marilyn Monroe. My biological auntie. I wouldn't mention it, but she was one of the
stolen children that spawned the whimpering pathetic teaser line. Maybe your stolen child
will end up a famous actor or sports person in a foreign country and get a better life
than it would have had with its real parents.
All my father stolen at birth full siblings would have been dukes, lords, duchesses and
ladies of the Hapsburg royal family. Organised crime also stole my grandfather Duke and Lord
James word the Hapsburg sperm when he was living in Queensland after the death of his
wife Duchess and Lady Myrtle. Children conceived with that stolen sperm are ineligible, too.
They still do that sort of thing these days, but on a much larger scale, using stolen sperm
and over. And modern terrorism equipment. At least two of my father Kevin's male biological
siblings ended up astronauts under the Apollo missions. They went to the moon, including
a triplet born from the same pregnancy as my dad.
One of my father Kevin's older stolen siblings visited him at my family home in Yerrigan
before I was born. He was captain of Sitkilda Saints football club's first ever Premiership
win of many. His name being Darryl Baldock. My biological uncle. The older females illegally
registered to my father Kevin at birth never really talked about it with me. That was indicative
of their attitude towards my father, then me, after being illegally implanted into my
family unit for organised crime terrorism stalking reasons via their real parents. Darryl
was just another strangely polite man who visited the house who was clearly indigenous
and they were not interested. It was a nice lunch and chat.
They claim that illegally implanted family routine is good unofficial illegal satellite
television these days. Entertainment for shut-ins and thugs.
After World War II, a very stupid theme about the looks of babies became an issue in the
Gippsland region. It was the ridiculous idea that white or blonde haired, blue-eyed babies
with a few variations were a superior race and the babies more valuable. Absolutely retarded
concept and one my great-grandfather Kaiser Adolf I did not agree with, obviously.
My biological grandmother Donna Podolsky and her two lookalikes.
As I mentioned earlier, my mother Judith Marigarit was born January 6, 1940. Her father was Iosip
Stalin Jugashvili the Romanov. Her biological grandfather was Adolf Hitler the Hohenzollern
who was Corona-Ted Kaiser of Germany 12 days later.
Judith was exported from Ruzsa for adoption by her mother Donna Podolsky and shipped to
Gippsland in 1942. The main motive was that her father Iosip Stalin Jugashvili's father
was an indigenous Gippslander from Tarelgon named Bessaronis Jugashvili.
It was to make a Stalin jealous as he had never traveled to Gippsland for a look at
the place before he was attacked and made a quadriplegic in August 1939.
Judith was exported to Gippsland during her parents' messy divorce. Iosip's ex-wife Donna
and her bred lookalikes then moved to Gippsland years afterwards.
My great-grandfather Bessaronis Jugashvili was jailed for life without parole in 1918.
He was my great-grandmother Tsarina Alexandra Fyodorova the Romanov's first sexual partner
from the age of 16. Bessaronis was father of her firstborn child. My grandfather Iosip
Stalin. Bessaronis was Alexandra's sexual partner
until she agreed to marry Nicholas Hohenzollern too. Alexandra met Nicholas Hohenzollern
too when he was in a sexual relationship with her nephew Grigory Rasputin.
Bessaronis attended a public event in Russia to see how his former lover, her husband,
and her royal children were doing. He had not seen them in years so he decided to have
a quiet look at the publicised event from the public area for spectators.
Impostors attended and appeared pretending to be the Romanov royal family. Two of the
children were wearing masquerade ball-style face masks glued to their faces in an attempt
to make them look more like two of the Romanov royal children. The masks appeared to be moulded
from the real children faces as if the templates.
Bessaronis was familiar with all the real Romanov's and was immediately intensely
offended. He did some research and discovered that the real royal family had been missing
for some time. The Romanov's had not returned as planned from a royal family publicity photoshoot.
Instead of their return as scheduled, there was a forged letter claiming they decided
to go on an ad-libbed holiday after the photography shoot instead. Bessaronis and others then
found other forged letters. The impostors had been sending and receiving correspondence,
pretending to be the Romanov royal family for letters only. Then had tried to go out
in public for the first time in photography shoot clothing to see if they got away with
it.
Bessaronis then discovered that the Romanov's were all dead already, abducted and murdered
during 1916. Bessaronis executed the eight impostors afterwards with some friends of
his in a wine cellar-like building with an external door during 1917. He lured them there
with some correspondence and ambushed them. Both parties were armed and it was a gunfight
that resulted in all eight being executed. Bessaronis and his friends were all wounded
afterwards. Check court records of his trial in Russia if you want confirmation of that.
He was tried, convicted and sentenced to life without parole.
He died in jail, a hero to some, in the early 1930s.
Donna Podolsky moved to Gippsland after she divorced my grandfather Stalin. One of the
crime lunatics eventual side motives for the abduction of my great-grandfather Kaiser Adolf
Hitler the Hohenzollern in December 1943 may have been the fact that Stalin divorced Kaiser
Adolf's illegitimate stolen sperm daughter Donna in 1942. Ioseb was unaware she was Kaiser
Adolf's illegitimate no-consent daughter but the crime lunatics who knew she was thought
their marriage was a perfect trigger to start a war between Germany and the Soviet Union.
They bred masses of children using Ioseb's stolen semen after his third wife Donna was
involved in stealing it so they could put it in storage after their divorce was finalized.
She stole it after requesting to be left alone with him one more time before leaving forever.
All living biological uncles and aunties to me with Stalin as the biological father are
totally ineligible for my imperial family as are all their descendants. Regardless of
their family name and other factors like who else they are related to and what terrorism
group they are in if applicable. After Donna and her lookalikes arrived in Australia
after her divorce they settled in Gippsland close by her daughter Judith. My grandmother
Donna was told about my family being targeted for no reason and was incorrectly informed
that albino children and their immediate descendants increased the likelihood of white-haired
or blonde, blue-eyed babies. My father Kevin was the son of an albino
indigenous Gippslander who was a Duchess of Austria and a lady of Hungary when he was
born. Donna was conceived in 1906 by people acting on behalf of Einstein's terrorism
group and born 1907. Einstein's terrorism group tried to steal the Habsburg royal family
during World War I. They murdered successor to be Charles and then Emperor Franzius Bay
in 1911. Their attempt failed when a clumsy imposter Charles was found out.
References to the name Gippsland refer to the old city of Yarragan's Yarra Yellow and
Gunakoni community areas. Some used to consider what is now Tasmania part of what is now called
Gippsland. Before it was called Gippsland. That connection has been gone for a long time.
There are more than 100 Gippsland islands some of them now part of Tasmania.
There was a third group in Gippsland who used the area south-west of the former sand dunes
in the Stryzleka ranges. They were called the Burunom and strangely isolated from the
other two groups. They announced they were leaving and moving to what is now Tasmania,
abandoned where they were living and left thousands of years ago. Yarra Yellow and Gunakoni
didn't want where they were living so it stayed almost abandoned. It is farming land now.
It is one of those areas in Gippsland I don't feel any huge connection to. When I go past
it, it just doesn't register much in me at all.
Tasmanians cooperating with the baby thieves mentioned earlier, temporarily took in any
babies that were not snapped up after being stolen from bayside suburbs between World
War I and World War II. They kept the ones they decided they wanted to raise and dumped
the rest in foreign countries. Germany ended up with most of them. Germans were ritualistically
attacked with mumps infections at puberty to attempt to cause adult infertility at the
time by the millions. There were always large numbers of German families willing to adopt
children as a result. The Tasmanians involved tried to convince the stolen babies they were
indigenous Tasmanians before they dumped them, including for adoption. Instead of indigenous
to what is now Victoria, particularly Gippsland. There was a myriad of incidents that completely
soured any possible relationship between what is now Gippsland and some descendants of Burunom
who moved to Tasmania. Some of them are lunatics who ransack anything they can find of historical
value when in Gippsland, as if everything that existed before their ancestors left has
to be wiped out and a new start date of the day they were all gone drawn like a line in
history. They befriend terrorism groups quite often.
The Burunom all emigrated to Tasmania before the sport of native Gippsland Australian football
was invented in Gippsland in the 1500s. It has nothing to do with them, no matter what
they say. They were not involved in the invention of the sport of association football in England
either which was invented by Gippslanders living in England in deep and meaningful conversation
with English people and possibly some others at the time of invention.
The south coast of Gippsland is bizarrely similar in shape to the south coast of England.
The two groups found it was a strange means of communication without being related. A
Tasmanian that was part Gippslander who emigrated to Canada invented the sport of basketball.
Gippslanders also invented billiards and 10-pin bowling amongst others.
My father Kevin had already been victimised by females when he was younger. He was a responsible
man. His attitude towards gender and sexuality was admirable and he had an impeccable attitude
towards homosexuals. He had conversations with females and was told quite a few times
by those females they were on contraceptive pills when they were not. Some were trying
to take advantage of a feeling that people needed to repopulate the area.
As a result, he had several instances where he had sex with females in his late teens
and twenties who said they were on contraception and were not and never talked to him again
afterwards. That resulted in a few older half-siblings he was never told about.
Then they moved in on him after being told he was the son of an albino and that could
mean white-haired or blonde blue-eyed babies. Kevin met one of my biological grandmother
Donna's two lookalikes who was on fertility drugs but not contraception. She lied and
said she was on the pill as it was called here and he did not need to worry about it,
they had casual sex and she left. Nine months later she had twins, both with,
you guessed it, bluish eyes and whitish hair. So, she told the other of my biological grandmother's
two lookalikes. Around a year later, she pretended to be the first woman reappearing and said
hello to him and did the same thing the other had done. They had casual sex, then she left.
When the second one was six months pregnant my biological grandmother, Donna, Kaiser Adolf's
illegitimate stolen sperm daughter and Ioseb Stalin, Jughashvili's ex-wife, moved in on
him and pretended to be the first one again. Only this time she made like she wanted to
get to know him, date, stay together, hold hands, take walks, have dinner, almost to
the point of stalking, but seemingly not quite. To gain his trust she was on contraception
for around three months whilst taking fertility pills, waiting for the second one's babies
to be born. She even moved in with him at my family home he had bought and started paying
off when he was about 20 at 27, Campbell Street, Yarragan. It was a little weird and slightly
shocking to him. She waited until the other babies were born.
At least one, you guessed it, had bluish eyes and whitish hair. So, Donna went off the contraception
whilst still on the fertility drugs and waited. She then had sex with him, hung around long
enough to make sure she was pregnant, and then packed her bags and left without telling
him why. She had quadruplets. If any of the above number are incorrect then there may
be another baby or two, but around eight total were born. All completely irrelevant to my
royal families and estates, but illegitimate half-siblings nonetheless. That are also biological
cousins or uncle's aunties. Another by the way.
His Imperial Majesty Kaiser Wilhelm Hohenzollern II, my second predecessor, was not Queen Victoria
of the United Kingdom of Great Britain's grandson. She was briefly an in-law via a very short
marriage that turned out to be a really dull idea. Not biologically related. Queen Victoria
was a transgendered homosexual. They both seemed to not know why they decided to try
marriage afterwards as man and wife. Maybe they were just illustrating how stupid homosexuals
married to someone of the other gender can look.
My father Kevin met my mother Judith. When Donna's daughter, my mother Judith, turned
17 in 1957, they introduced her to him without him knowing who her mother was. In the end,
they started casually dating and not much more as my father was not really all that
keen on someone under 18.
Then in 1958 after she turned 18, he asked her to marry him and she said yes. They got
married on the 3rd of May, 1958 in Moe. The marriage my great-grandfather Kaiser Adolf
I looked up on the records before travelling to Gippsland in late 1971. Kevin carried her
over the threshold on the wedding day and she moved in with him at 27 Campbell Street,
Yarragan. He was working six days a week to pay off the enormous house and block. She
pretended it was all so romantic, including living together for the first time on wedding
night. He did those sorts of ee-oo weird laughs through the whole thing, thinking it was amusingly
corny.
Judith was pregnant shortly after in around June with their first pregnancy together.
When she was sure she was pregnant, she swapped places with a vaguely related identical-looking
female and stayed hidden in the local area to see if he said anything. He looked confused,
frowned a lot, and my mother's imposter Pauline tried to settle into the house.
Pauline was pregnant to someone else, a man called Pedersen, son of neo-Nazilinitic Ricky
Asshay. Asshay was tried at Nuremberg after WW2, including for pretending to be her man
going until he end of WW2, after Asshay escaped jail in December 1943.
In the end, whilst my mother was still nearby, my father did not stop and say, You're not
my wife, who are you? So, her associates who were watching him closely celebrated, and
my mother went elsewhere and dumped the babies unregistered at birth, then went away to do
whatever she did afterwards like the evil idiot whore she was.
The first of the females that ended up pretending to be my sisters was born in March 1959, and
they named her after my father's real wife, Judith. Coincidentally, it was the same year
my great-grandfather Kaiser Adolf escaped prisoner of war jail in Yugoslavia. Later
that year in around November, my father started thinking he married a mentally ill woman who
may have been having an affair. He was correct, but unaware of the situation in full.
My mother's imposter blankly refused sex and insisted on separate beds. She pretended to
be my father Kevin's wife full-time.
My great-grandfather Prince Sebastian Hapsburg died in 1960, after the first illegally implanted
child was born and went home e.i. my father's custody. Ironically enough, if my grandfather
Duke and Lord James had received his Hapsburg inheritance, he could have offered my father
Kevin the use of properties in Austria and or Hungary to live in.
My father Kevin's wife got pregnant to him at least once a year afterwards, whilst Pauline
pretended to be his wife full-time and insisted on separate beds as the usual arrangement.
My mother Judith missed out on becoming a duchess and lady herself when my father Kevin
divorced her and won in the late 1970s. He didn't become a Duke and Lord until 1984.
Every year between 1960 and 1971, my mother came back, picked her night, and jumped in
for sex. She swapped places again, and the imposter wife Pauline pretended it was back
to the usual with separate beds.
Judith hid in a local area long enough to make sure she was pregnant and dumped the
babies unregistered. Judith used that routine for 13 pregnancies, all whilst taking fertility
drugs.
Before I was born, Judith had gone elsewhere and dumped around 42 children between 1959
and 1971, all with the same parents as me. I was child 43 when I was born. The other
two younger triplets were unborn when my father Kevin spent five minutes with me on 18 January
1972 at sunrise, minutes after I had been born. He went back to work afterwards.
The other two were then taken from the hospital whilst my father was at work around lunchtime,
stolen from him unregistered and were 44 and 45 respectively. A 45 conceived via actual
sex. Their mother Judith did not have any children via sex that she gestated herself
to anyone other than my father Kevin.
Judith spent over a year at home with her husband Kevin for the first time in their
marriage in 1971 to 72. She was at home making like being the female parent until she had
a hysterectomy later in 1972. After she recovered form the surgery she left and never returned
to the family home.
She dumped the children she stole before birth anywhere. Had them in phone boxes in alleys
near orphanages at the docks close by seafood, etc. They often fell on their heads between
her legs and were dumped quickly, thrown to people boarding boats, maybe planes, that
sort of thing. She did not exhibit any normal human responses to a baby she gave birth to
in her entire life. They were like inanimate objects that were not in her anymore, nothing
more.
Then she had that hysterectomy later in 1972 before going AWOL. Several females swapped
places pretending to be my mother when my father wasn't home when I was an infant and
toddler only one with what seemed like any sort of a partial decent attitude and she
disappeared, presumed dead.
I was no secret in Europe. The 1974 FIFA World Cup in West Germany. When Europe, and I mean
Europe, found out I was legitimately made His Imperial Majesty Kaiser Adolf Hitler the
Hohenzollern's crown prince of his German Imperial Hohenzollern family in February 1972,
it was via an idiot Italian secret service agent with a drinking and gossip problem and
a German states league soccer team. They had only won a handful of titles previously. It
was over two slow years. The secret service agent helped Kaiser Adolf with the documents,
promised never to tell anyone, then told everyone in a pub in Italy after going out for a drink
the same day.
It culminated in tens of thousands of people showing up to the 1974 soccer world cup to
yell abuse and some threats at me during the tournament when the socceroos were playing,
thinking I'd be watching on TV at two years old. It was a tournament Australia's socceroos
qualified for, for the first time ever. The Australian team non-mysteriously drew both
nations called Germany and the only team in the competition spelt like the word child.
Chile.
Fies involved behaved as if I would have been woken up for it, my eyes propped open, taped
up in front of the TV a little to close and forced to watch it by fake mommy. Like Santa's
little helper and Mr Burns.
There were some supportive sounding comments apparently, I will say that. A very loud yay
and you Kaiser here and there apparently. One person who thinks they are world famous
and would demand I mention them yelled, oh, how do you be the legitimate heir to that
homosexual Kaiser Hitler? Very loud.
People mainly from teams other than West Germany said, oh, come on, you can't say that. We
are pretending he was an evil heterosexual who was having it off with Eva Braun. And
West Germany won the tournament so that person thinks they are famous.
Both Germanys tried to work out if the socceroos knew an Australian child, me, had been named
Kaiser Adolf once air during the two matches and both scored saying, oh, they don't know.
Like a Lektor movie or something.
I am assuming it was Austrians and Hungarians who yelled in that strange generic voice of
the region, we don't want you to become the new Kaiser because you are Australian. And
you could be black. Even my father's father Duke and Lord James didn't get his Austrian
and Hungarian inheritance assets when his father Prince Sebastian died in 1960, with
the excuse being because he became an Australian, the rest doesn't even take an abacus.
My grandfather Duke and Lord James Webber Hapsburg was still alive in 1974, he died
in 1984.
I will inform those people who stared at the TV cameras and yelled stuff out at me,
again, that we still did not have TV reception in my hometown of Jargon at the time. Not
that there would have been any guarantees the tournament was on TV. We did get reception
shortly after and as soon as a neighbor got a watchable picture, my father went and bought
one to cheer me up for when I got home from a hospital stay.
I was plumped in front of it after getting home from hospital one day after being attacked
and hospitalized whilst my father was not home again and saw some early televomit fiction.
It is a lot worse now. There is more of it and it is on specialist channels on rotation.
They just reworked the same material over and over every couple of months like a full-time
job, turned industry. Since I was born and named Kaiser Adolf so legitimate successor,
the fictional vomit about him on TV has gotten worse over the years.
If they pretended he killed a million Jews and homosexuals during World War I before
I was born, it became anywhere from 6 to 20 million in the years after I was born, if
you understand me. Exaggeration of the already invented camouflage fiction after I was born
also came with modern techno performance exaggerating drugs to cheat sport with, by the way.
I watched 48 seconds of a pay TV documentary once where the footage had been computer altered
to make Kaiser Adolf look like he was impersonating illegal satellite footage of my dad Kevin
sitting on the couch talking to me at home. They pretended he was impersonating my father
Kevin rubbing his chin with Adolf saying his thinking, millimeter, there she is over there.
I might marry her and wait for the first homosexual short, Statute 1 to get born, dump the rest
unregistered and make that the new Kaiser of Germany for him.
With Adolf's mouth altered with fake mouth movements to suggest that is what he said.
Fake audio underneath the voiceover too.
My father Kevin was 13 when Kaiser Adolf was abducted, my mother was 3. They hadn't met
yet. But they were both in Gippsland after 1942. I think the footage was from before
my mother was shipped to Gippsland myself.
The description of the documentary on the pay TV program information strip that appeared
during the program with a press of a button said my great-grandfather ate opiates, tranquilizers,
bull semen, Hungarian peasant feces and testosterone every day as a health regime. Like milkshakes
or something. Curly straw.
I thought Adolf must have had it off with a Hungarian man for a while when he was Prince
Imperial then, yeah. Which he did, they had private dinners, table for two away from the
other guests. Pheasant with orange glaze and nasturtium flowers was one of Kaiser Adolf's
favorites.
Then Prince Imperial Adolf was dating a homosexual Hungarian man when he was royal visited by
his auntie Wallis Simpson, the new Duchess of Cambridge and her husband Duke Edward in
1938. The former monarch of Great Britain. The trip went bizarrely well despite the interference,
apparently.
And there was footage of someone taking home movies of my great-grandfather. It looked
like it was a younger gay man who had the camera and Kaiser Adolf looked and said, should
you be thinking that with that camera in your hand?
They had voiced it over and said it was home movies taken by Eva Braun and I had to switch
it off. Adolf never actually met Janet at all. 48 seconds was all I could manage and
I was surprised I lasted that long, really. There is regularly worse tele-vomit, particularly
on the internet.
Must be embarrassing for the people who make it and then rehash it who are not mental patients
by now. Footage of Prince Imperial and new Chancellor Adolf Hitler making his first speech
in parliament, after unexpectedly being elected Chancellor, for example. When I saw it on
a channel I didn't turn off in time, the original had been altered to make it appear like it
was a fake personal, have a few beers and try other gender sex ad, just for me.
Future prediction message from my great-grandfather.
Cousins
To complicate matters, my homosexual uncle Ian Webb Seaman was stolen in the 1940s when
he was a teenager. He was the son of an albino and had whitish hair and very sparkly light
grey, silver, diamond eyes. There are literally thousands of cousins conceived with that seaman,
around 3000. For various motives, usually look-alike breeding campaigns for future possible
organised crime purposes or lunatic native food motives, even recipes apparently. Backups
in case someone cannot, be pushed out of the light. They used it to try to breed look-alikes
for the baby stolen off my father before birth and my two younger ineligible unregistered
triplet siblings, obviously. Just in case they needed replacing with a look-alike, and
vice versa, if they gave one of them a shove to try to push them out of the light as well
or the partial shade, and they refused to lurch forward into the dark crime like a pantomime
actor doing a pratfall. They bred masses of them, sorted them out into bunches who look-alike,
and sometimes tried to group a biological sibling of mine conceived via sex between
my married parents into each look-alike bunch, obviously. If the sibling or one of the others
that has a public-looking profile won't play loon, they just swap them over if possible,
and if that doesn't work, they just re-record everything using a related one who looks similar,
and replace the material for release or broadcast with it. It gets worse or more complicated
though as far as biological siblings go.
The Embryo K. After I was named Kaiser Adolf Hitler the
Hohenzollern's royal heir in 1972, then sole beneficiary of his Italian estate in 1973,
and it became clear it was for real, they decided to approach my mother and check her
out. I do not mean at home either, her imposter was still pretending to be my father Kevin's
wife full-time. She had a hysterectomy later, in 1972, and had no means to gestate a baby.
But they decided to examine her anyway and discovered she still had functioning ovaries
and was still producing ova. She was, at that time, not anywhere near aware of my imperial
status. They had a chat with her and made her an offer. They would put her on fertility
drugs, put a zip in her torso to access her ovaries, and if she came in once a month to
have her over-collected, they would give her free accommodation and seafood for life.
And she agreed. After they got divorced my father started seeing a female in a local
town called Druin. She had no means to gestate a child after a hysterectomy either. He went
to visit her without telling anybody, including me, which was found by me, on his days off,
except Sundays. People thought he was working six days a week, working his rusted days off,
working during his annual and long service leave. Even joked about it disrespectfully.
On his days off he used to get up, prepare like he was going to work, catch the train
towards where he worked anyway and go and visit her instead. None of my business obviously,
he was not bringing her home for dinner or anything. Then the usual happened and she
stole his semen and it was put in storage. They used it to fertilize the ova they harvested
off my mother to create embryos, like it was an organized crime-make-work project, with
some vague intentions of trying to steal my imperial family off me, amongst other motives.
Like Italy. This is the sort of thing lunatics do as a make-work project. Most likely they
were just trying to breed lookalikes to use to swap places with each other. The best they
can do now is claiming they have a four-way surrogacy agreement, as if an imperial one,
between my mother Judith, my father Kevin, Kaiser Adolf I and a female to gestate the
baby signed and authorized before he abdicated to me on the 28th of December 1977. That is
for an embryo baby gestated in a third party and born after my great-grandpa died, which
is not possible under the rules. Even though both my mother and father were ineligible
to get involved in an imperial parenting agreement, as neither were German imperial family and
one biological parent must be. Ridiculous. They cannot have copied one written and authorized
for me to be born, because there was not one. Kaiser Adolf I had never contacted my parents
to discuss them having a baby for him before I was born. Which he didn't have to do. If
there are documents, they are obviously fake. Most of the females who gestated the embryos
without consent from my father or mother just happened to be representatives of organized
crime or terrorism organizations who just happened to have been trying to steal money,
property etc. off me, in some cases it for decades, 40 years or more in some instances.
Like Vincent Corleone's sister, for example. No chance of any of them ever getting into
my imperial family, it is a ridiculous concept. I do not tolerate people pretending that one
of them, who they claim has public fame on its side, will be taking over my imperial
family if something happens to me, by pretending my mother approached my father and said, I
still have functioning ovaries, let's have some children gestated in a third party, so
Kaiser Adolf has a backup to Crown Prince Brian Webb and contact Adolf in Italy for some documents.
There is only one set of documents and they are for me and he could not use the rule to
name another biological great grandchild and he died when I was 10. Pretending biological
siblings born after he died could be eligible as backups is ridiculous fiction. If they
have documents, they are fake and they have some potentially serious jail time. And most
of the around 1000 apparently just happened to have been gestated in organized crime and
terrorist types including match fixing trash. Really? No offense to the decent human beings
amongst the biological siblings. My father Kevin and my mother Judith divorced in the
late 1970s. They had no other biological children in their joint custody before or after I was
born. I was the only biological child of my parents. I was still the cause of child maintenance
support payments ordered by the divorce court order from my father Kevin to his ex-wife
Judith until I turned 16 in 1988. If there were any younger siblings registered to them
both who went home in their joint custody, a sharing thing, I would have noticed. So
would the courts at the divorce hearing. And they would not be eligible anyway. It would
also have been seriously amazing since Judith had a hysterectomy shortly after I was born.
I'll spare everyone that stop at perfection joke. By the way, as of February 2020, there
were no embryos or sperm left from my stolen semen either. If someone did manage to fake
a child conceived with the last of my stolen semen without consent being registered to
me at birth and born with consent, like with a fake imperial parenting agreement, it would
be too late to make it my an hour anyway. The last one was born around two years before
I wrote this and the time limit after a birth to authorize a new eligible baby is 18 months.
I do not have the means to authorize those sorts of documents anyway as I have never
designed and registered what is required. There's little chance of me trying to design
and register what I need to officially to authorize imperial family documents without
access to my money and property first. Come on people, I am the sensible one here. Kaiser
Adolf's imperial seal dimatrix became invalid the day he died in 1982 and there has not
been a new one since.