2nd Bjorns

The Trek to the West

1 For this journey was challenging for me. 2 I had to cross very humid and arid lands. There was no water for miles but I somehow managed. {a} 3 About halfway through the journey, I fell off my camel and broke my femur and radius bone. 4 I made a sandstone brick and anointed it calling this land Kamppailuja {b} 5 After anointing the brick I struggled to get back on my camel. Once I did, I continued on my journey. 6 Once I arrived, I started preaching to the people of West Afrika, but I spoke their language somehow. Even though I tried hard, I could only speak their language. 7 I spoke,” Mense van Wes-Afrika. Ek is hier om jou te vertel van die een ware god wat vir jou omgee en jou sal red. Sy naam is die Nomad en hy is regverdig en heilig. Prys Hom en die ewige lewe sal jy hê.” {c} 8 I stood in shock as I saw The Nomad in the crowd. I pointed, but as soon as everyone looked, he was gone. I felt embarrassed until I heard The Nomad reassuring me saying,” Continue to preach like that and you will become a close saint.”

{a} 2 The Nomad helped him through the Sahara desert and prevented him from dying

{b} 4 means struggles in Finnish

{c}  7 translates to, “People of West Africa. I am here to tell you about the one true god who cares for you and will save you. His name is The Nomad and he is righteous and holy. Praise Him and you will have eternal life.”

Travels North

2 While on my journey to northern Afrika, I found a man in an orange tent and it said,” Magiese genesing” {a} on a sign which somehow I could immediately {b}. 2 He saw a man with an orange and brown rounded hat. This man also had a cloth covering everything on his face besides his eyes. 3 He saw his stand with superstitious drinks for luck and health.

 4 I saw a blue one that was called, “Vloek” {c}. 5 I drank the potion and he started to fade. I blacked out and woke up in a tomb. 5 Once he awoke the man in orange started speaking in a different language. It sounded like a mix of Afrikaans and tongues. 6 He revealed that his name was Bosem. He grabbed a sacrificial dagger and stabbed me in the heart. 7 I screamed in pain, and once Bosem pulled out the dagger my wound healed. {d} I arose and fought Bosem, him now realizing that I was immune. 8 I fought the man with only my fist. 9 I threw a blow that knocked out Bosem, and Bosem hit the ground making a loud thud. I executed him and searched the tomb. 10 I reached the exit and asked a man at a stall where I was. 11 The man said, “El Kurru” I searched the markets and eventually found a map and traveled toward Memphis. 12 The journey through the Land of Cush {e} was truly miserable. The hot deserts and the canyons were so humid. 13 Once I passed Cush and entered Egypt my trip to Memphis felt one thousand times better. Once I entered the western desert of Egypt I turned toward the Kharga Oasis.

{a} 1 Translate into Magical healing

{b} 1 The Nomad helped Bjorn understand foreign languages

{c} 4 Translate into Curse

{d} 7 The Nomad healed Bjorn

{e} 12 Modern-day Sudan

The Oasis of Blood

3 Once I had arrived at the Oasis I saw men with yellow hats and tunics fighting men with metal caps and tunics. 2 Once I approached the battle I recognized the yellow hats as Persians. 3 These Persians were charging at the Egyptians. This was an onslaught to see. 4 They traveled around the Persians and attacked from behind helping the Egyptians. 5 I tore through ten percent of their army before they noticed my attack from behind. They sent men after me, but I ran leading them to an isolated place with Egyptian bowmen on the horizon. 6 The Egyptians shot the Persians and they began to ponder who I was. 7 I went toward them and introduced myself in fluent Egyptian and they were bewildered and stared at me. 8 Then one of them fell to the ground with an arrow in his head. 9 All of us ducked behind the sandstone. I peeked over and saw a very bulky man with a tiny bow. 10 I grabbed my throwing knife and prepared to throw this at his face with all my might. I stood up and threw my knife with all my force. 11 I hit him in the face, but he didn’t react. 12 He pulled the knife out and threw it at me hitting me in my gut. I fell back many feet. 13 I hit the sand hard feeling a pulsing pain. The Egyptians tried to run but got killed one by one. 14 There was only one Egyptian left, and instead of trying to fight, he was praying to his gods. While he was praying the Bulky Persian assassinated him, and he started walking towards me. 15 I pled with him, but he held his dagger with all his might. I began to shake and quiver, but then I remembered that The Nomad was with me, so I began to pray to The Nomad because I was defenseless. 16 I prayed, “ Oh Nomad if it is Your will, let me live and preach your word to the aliens who are ignorant of you. Praise to you oh Nomad. Amen.” 17 Once I opened my eyes the Persian had died and my wounds were healed. I peeked over the sandstone again and saw a different war. 18 It was between The Nomad and a cat-looking figure {a}. Then the illusion disappeared and the battle between the Egyptians and the Persians continued until only one man stood. 19 An Egyptian brute. The Egyptians won against the mighty Persians, or so I thought. 20 A Persian bowman shot the brute straight in the heart and he collapsed. 21 I followed the bowman for days. On the first day, I almost got caught by the bowman because I made too much noise in some bushes. 22 While we were traveling in Asyut the man was arrested by the authorities and yelled, “نه باید برم سفارت!” {b} When I understood what he had said I knew The Nomad was with me. 23 I continued onward to witness his death by Gridiron torture. I continued onward toward Memphis

{a} 17 The foreshadowing of the battle between the Cat-one and The Nomad

{b} 22 translates to, “ No, I have to go to the Embassy!”

The Strays of Memphis

4  The streets of Memphis were packed with social classes from viziers to slaves. I stared at the wonders from the temples to the beautiful homes, but this couldn’t hide Memphis’ greatest weakness. Their people’s hearts. Their hearts were wicked because of their belief and worship of Nephilim. I went to the temple to confront the Egyptians about their wickedness, but I was kidnapped by people in purple hoods speaking in tongues. They soon dropped me down on a pit of coal and yelled, “بقوة أنوبيس خذ هذه التضحية لشفاءنا من آثامنا!” {a}  They began to light the pit but I remained unscathed. I arose from the coals and dragged the cult members into the fire killing them. I observed their facial covers before they were burned I saw the symbol of Isis {b} I left the premises killing a couple of Isis cult members I looked around and saw the temple from afar. I saw a camel and climbed on. I rode towards the temple and then I saw The Nomad. He said, “My disciple Bjorn, These Egyptians are so very wicked, even your preachings won’t change anything. I have got all the civilians out, but you need to set fire to the temple. First, though, you must go to the Pharaoh, Sekhemkheperre Setepenre, and tell him to change his ways, but I will harden his heart and the heart of others. They will kick you out and you will cast a fiery hail from Nomadland above and you shall smite them to smithereens. Depart my Disciple.” After this encounter, I went into the temple and approached the pharaoh saying, “Leave behind your old deities Pharaoh, and follow the Nomad.” Setepenre replied with, “ No! Guards escort this man outside of the temple!” While escorted by guards, I replied, “ I will cast fiery hail from above to prove the Nomad is all-powerful!” The guards threw me to the ground and I silently prayed to the Nomad, “ Dear Nomad, show your power and smite these imbeciles. In your name, amen.” I opened my eyes and saw fire raining from the sky. I saw the Pharaoh through the doorway. It felt as if time had slowed, me and the Pharaoh made eye contact and he had a look of fear and regret on his face. I then saw him get burned alive. Time returned to normal speed and I fled the scene and hid inside a house. A guy in all black knocked me out and I woke up in a red room, but the room was painted with blood. I saw the man and stared at his black veil making out bits and pieces of his face. I saw blue-ish eyes with a thin lip with numerous cuts. I arose from the ground and he held out a knife. He stabbed me in the intestines bursting my appendix. I fell to the ground and he fled with guards chasing after him. I lay there accepting my fate slowly dying until I saw the Nomad’s spirit, and he healed me. I arose and chased after the veiled man but he had run too far. I cursed him saying, “ Dear Nomad, curse the man who must forsake me.” In an instant, I saw a strike of lightning from the sky. In that moment I thanked the Nomad and I traveled north and headed toward the Sinai Peninsula. I rode on a camel in the desert heat. Once I arrived I went to Mount Sinai to talk with The Nomad. I hiked the mountain, sat down under a tree, and saw The Nomad. He told me to leave for Azzah {c} tomorrow.

{a}: Translates to, “ By the power of Anubis, take this sacrifice to heal us of our sins.”

{b}: Isis was the Egyptian Goddess of motherhood, magic, protection, and fertility 

{c}: modern-day Gaza

The Lavish and Gruesome Sea

5 The next morning I departed from the mountains and headed toward Jerusalem. I traveled along the Gulf of Aqaba on camelback. I traveled in the same direction til I reached the Dead Sea. Once I arrived I headed North-West towards Jerusalem. I saw Jerusalem on the horizon and it was beautiful. The domed temples and the humongous walls that secured the cultures inside the city. I walked to the gates and the guards rejected me. They spoke Hebrew and the Nomad helped me understand. They said, “ Go to Azzah like the Nomad said!” They then looked confused like they had no clue what they said. So I headed towards Azzah. Once I arrived I got off my camel and headed toward the port. I found a ship that would take me to Gades, Sevilla. The ride was surprisingly calming with the waves not being as choppy as expected. I started to get flashbacks to Western Afrika and I began to panic. I was pacing around the boat worried that we might crash. Once we landed in Gades I was soothed. I got another boat to Noregr {a} and we set sail. The waves were a little more choppy but everything seemed fine. It was fine until we reached north of Tyrconnel {b}. The waves began to become more rough and choppy and there were whales, and a bunch of them, but the only redeeming thing was looking over the railing at the beautiful ocean that The Nomad had made.

{a}: Modern-day Norway

{b}: Modern-day northern Ireland

(after this, Bjorn had no more journal entries, because a lunatic pushed him over the railing into the sea. After struggling Bjorn drowned.)