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The insight on this story was provided to me by Jay Updike. Thanks Jay.

The Gulf of Mexico oil disaster was prophesied in 1903 by Gustav Meyrink, a European author, banker and occultist.

In his 1903 short story – Petroleum, Petroleum – he actually says it is a prophecy.

Gustav Meyrink (1868 – 1932): author of the short story Petroleum, Petroleum (1903)

Biography of Gustav Meyrink

Gustav Meyrink, most famous for his novel The Golem, was a member of the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn and had all kinds of occult connections. In his collection of short stories published in 1913, Meyrink commented:

“To ensure that certain prophecies I have made come to the notice of the public, I submit the following tale which was written in 1903…”

In this ‘story’ he actually mentions the Gulf of Mexico as the location of the disaster. And he says the goal of the oil spill is to destroy the human habitat and human life itself.

Petroleum, Petroleum – itself is about an evil chemist who intentionally causes an oil disaster by blowing up oil wells in the Gulf of Mexico. This destroys the lives of the people living along the shore of the Gulf of Mexico. The oil spills into the Gulf for years as the rest of the world bickers about what to do, covering all oceans. This causes seawater to no longer evaporate and it stops raining. This should destroy the rest of humanity. Exactly the intention of the evil chemist, who created the oil spill.

Websites and radio shows dedicated to conspiracies and the New World Order are using this 1903 short story to say the Gulf of Mexico oil rig Deepwater Horizon was blown up on purpose and the oil will be allowed to leak into the water for years to come, allowing the New Wold Order to use the disaster to create their one world order.

Hereby a link to the English Translation of Gustav Meyrink’s Short Story Petroleum Petroleum (1903) in which he foresaw the BP Gulf of Mexico Oil Spill. According to some conspiracy websites and radio shows this proves that the oil leak was created on purpose to depopulate the Gulf region.

The Story;

It was Friday – noon – that Dr. Kunibald Jessegrim poured the strychnine slowly into the stream. A fish appeared on the surface – dead – with the belly up.

“That’s how dead you would be,” said Jessegrim to himself and stretched himself, – glad that he had thrown the thoughts of suicide away with the poison.

Three times in his life he had already seen death in the eye this way, and each time he was held back by a feeling that he was still going to be called on to do great things – a great, all-encompassing vengeance – which chained him to life again.

The first time he wanted to end his life was when they stole his invention – then years later, when they chased him from his job because he did not stop pursuing and exposing the thief of his invention, – and now, because – - because – -

Kunibald Jessegrim groaned as the thought of his great sorrow came to live again.

- Everything was gone – all he cared for – everything he once treasured and held dear. – And only the blind, narrow-minded, baseless hatred, of a crowd, fired up by slogans, which was against everything that was different had done this to him.

- All the things he had done, invented and proposed. Hardly had he started, he had to stop – before him the “Chinese Wall”: the love of people the average and the catchword “but”.

- – - “Scourge of God” – yes, that is the name of salvation. – Good Lord, Almighty. Let me be a destroyer – a Attila! – The anger flared inJessegrim’s heart.

- Timur Lenk, the Genghis Khan, as he limps through Asia anddevastated Europe’s farmlands with his Mongol reign – the Vandal leaders who can only find peace on the ruins of Roman works of art – they were all his kind – strong, untamed brothers, born in an eagle’s nest.

- An immense, boundless love for these creatures of the God Shiva awoke in him. – The ghosts of these dead will be with me, he felt – and a different entity entered his body – like lightning.

If at that moment he had been able to see himself in a mirror the wonders of the transformation would have remained no longer a puzzle. – - Thus, the dark forces of nature fall into the blood of man – deeply and quickly.

Dr. Jessegrim had a profound knowledge – he was a chemist, and he had stamina. – In America, people like that are successful, – No wonder he soon had money – wealth even.

He had settled in Tampico in Mexico, and through trade in mezcal, a new drug used in the narcotics and medical trade, which he knew how to prepare chemically, he made millions. He owned many square miles of land around Tampico, and the enormous amount of oil wells promised to increase his fortune immeasurably.

But that was not what his heart longed for.

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