Who am I? It appears 20 posts are needed to start a new thread so I figured I'd post this randomly in this thread. Now I'm wondering how much is
missed on here because people have a story, but can't make a thread without posting a bunch before.
The battle of Tolbiac, 496 AD, King Clovis of the Merovingian line (and the descendant of a sea god) is suffering defeat to the Allamani.In
desperation, he prays to the god of his christian wife Cliotilde (Jesus Christ) to help him to turn the tide of this battle, then he will acknowledge
his power and convert to Christ. King Clovis gathered his men, and told them that whoever breaks the line of the Allamani, he will make a leader.
I have a book that tells a story of our family history. Searching for the Origin of an old family crest with a Robuck and star turned up no records in
the history of France, but a monk at a monastery mentioned that that story was older then common records and might be in the records of the monastery,
and there it was. The records told a story about the Battle of Tolbiac, and how King Clovis gathered his men and told them that whoever breaks the
line of the Allamani he would be made a leader. Bearing a Robuck on his shield, my ancestor killed the leader of the Allamni forces with an axe and
was bestowed a star on his shield by king Clovis as a new symbol of his rank.
As far as I know that was the start of the MacAlexander's, who eventually became the Bruce's (Robert the Bruce, from Braveheart). My Last name is
Dixon, and I came across a page linking the Dixon's to Robert the Bruce.
Thomas Dixon fought until his final breath holding in his guts with one hand after having his stomach slashed open, and fighting until he collapsed.
His statue depicts him holding in his stomach with one hand, and a sword in the other.
The Bruce's eventually sprang off to William Travis of the Alamo, and even vice president James Caldwell Calhuon. I have a copy of a letter from
George Washington Thanking a relative, (who was a general for the resistance) for paying his troops out of his own pocket to fund the revolution. I
have a few family members that even signed the declaration of independence as far as I know.
My grandpa was in jail once, and when his father bailed him out he said "Isn't it funny how your family made the steel locking you in right now?". He
was a cryptic old man, and he was a Free Mason who left it all never talking about his masonic past. Robert Carnegie Dixon was his name, and he
mentioned one time about how he had a trust fund from his family that he pretty much ran away from in Liverpool England.........Carnegie steel is the
only thing I can think of from what he mentioned about the steel bars holding my grandpa in and his middle name.
One time after getting a free month of Genealogy.com a long time ago my dad checked our history and it turned out I am related to most of the the
Presidents and Celebrities I know of. I kinda thought "That's funny, I bet everyone is related to famous people!". Thinking about it now
though......is that unique.........who am I? My ancestor was the miracle Clovis prayed for and after the battle 3000 Franks begged Clovis to convert
to Christianity, which he did. France could very well be German and some pagan religion in another reality. Another helped win Independence for the
Scott's, and another inspired a country and gave birth the the phrase, "remember the Alamo". Others helped Washington win America.
That's only on one my grandma's side too, on I don't know much about the other branches but I have a full blooded Cherokee on my mothers side and
that's a part of me as well.
This is just a fraction of my family. Am I special? Sometimes I wonder if I am. Am I the one who is supposed to help set things right? I hate leading,
but sometimes I feel I should be a leader because of my compassion and empathy for life, and it literally hurts me to see other people hurt. I feel
things are wrong in the world, and that everything my ancestors fought for has become tainted by evil. I have no "power", and the only reason I am
posting this is because I've had a few drinks for new years and just feel like rambling about it. Most likely I won't even follow up on this, but part
of me feels like this story should be on the internet....somewhere, just in case it is interesting to anyone. Someday I hope to do just a fraction of
what my family did for our history, but right now I'm lost.
"Genetic memory" is something I think about a lot, and often wonder if it has any bearing on why some weird things just feel like common knowledge to
me, and some seem like outright lies. I'll stop rambling now, if anybody reads this though, god bless, and have a happy new year!......13 is my lucky
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