The Curious Case of King Dog.
Dear People of ATS. I want to share a series of experiences I had about three years ago with you. It is quite complex so please bare with me and I
will try to explain as rationally as I can what took place in my life. I swear to you that this is a very honest and true factual account, with not a
word of exageration. I cannot provide any links because there is no available data pertaining to this subject I am about to divulge.
It all started when a friend of the family, a college lecturer, who lived in a beautiful cottage here in Cornwall, in an old former tin mining valley
by the atlantic ocean called Jericho Valley, presented my Mum and Dad with a video of some old film he had obtained from a friend at a University. I
never saw the film, and got to hear about it from my folks, who asked me about it because they knew I was very well read in aspects of pagan practices
in history in many cultures throughout the world. What they told me about the film was this;
The film is entitled "King Dog". It is a home movie filmed anywhere between the 1950s and very early 1960s. It shows a middle aged man and three
ladies in flowing gowns who are heavily made up (like with Egyptian eye makeup) leading a procession of a very large square black box (not coffin
shaped, but large enough to fit into it even a big dog. The film is set in Jericho Valley. They lead the procession from a house down into a wooded
area about 100 metres away from the house, where the box is placed into a very large and deep hole by a prominent north facing tree in a grove of
trees that form almost a perfect circle.
During the middle 1960s Jericho Valley was for a time a camping commune for a group of Bohemians (Hippies), who were eventually evicted from the
valley by the authorities. This group of people were in awe of the spot where this box was buried and referred to it as "King Dog". Locally, people
say it is an old animal graveyard in these woods.
The area of the trees, as I mentioned above, still has a defined circle of trees, which surround a circle paved with stones that must be almost 5
metres in diameter, The circumference of the circle is marked by some very beautiful green stones (what they are made of I cannot tell; glass,
crystal? They are quite strange and not usual looking atall). It is all overgrown there now, but just moving a few branches one can see all the
details still very well.
The house, from which the box began its procession, was called for many years "Beit Hamal Achim", Hebrew for "House of The Angels" and as far as I can
understand was owned at this time by a Jewish gentleman, who moved to America.
When they told me about the video, at the time I just shrugged it off as another neo pagan ritual and really thought no more of it.
A few months later I drifted into a rather strange territory of intense change within. The old ground of my life completely gave way. I got myself
very isolated and was doing so much reading, thinking and creating. I could not work, I could not even go and claim my welfare money and my money was
stopped and I was not eating. It was a kind of paralysis. With all my experiences of the system and my knowledge of all that really happens I just did
not want to belong with that anymore. I was even willing to starve to get away from it, which was acually what was happening. I was under a Doctor and
taking some heavy sedatives and got quickly addicted and was overdosing on them on several occasions. I went to the Doctor one morning and he refused
to give me anymore. I was so strung out I decided the only thing I could do to completely change my path was to do an intense Shamanic jouney and I
put a feather in my hair and went to the fields and picked some very strong mushrooms. I did this "journey" and it worked.
In the few days before I dreamed of a strange character that was hanging around. It looked like a fat little King, almost cartoon like in appearance,
like a playing card king. It had a very mean face so I knew it was not benign and that I should keep it far at bay, which I did. Now as I came up on
these mushrooms I was given a choice of directions for my journey, either to have a carnal, earthly trip or a spiritual journey. I chose the spiritual
jouney. It was the day of John Lennon's birthday, in October. Now I was in the garden of the cottage where I lived and I was very depressed about all
the many artists and spirituul figures who are my influences and their untimely and often brutal deaths; like Jesus, His Disciples and Martyrs, John
Lennon, Bob Marley, Peter Tosh, etc. I was speaking to GOD during my "journey" saying that I was so sorry for my part in Jesus' death and my deep
melancholy that all my heroes were dead. Then suddenly I was urged to turn around from the flowers I had been looking at. In the sky I saw a rider on
a white horse appear in the sky and He spoke to me, saying literally; "It's cool! Live THE WORD". In a flash of only two or three seconds this vision
A few months before I had been to Israel and one night went up on my own onto the Mount of Olives and prayed for peace between Israel and Palestine.
It was a very beautiful experience and a very Christian one. I was just above Gethsemene where Jesus used to go and pray and where He wept over
Jerusalem and where He was arrested.
Around the time of my journey I was having both Christian and Pagan experiences and doing so much reading and thinking about myths and legends; King
Arthur, Druidism, the early Christian Church, the phenomenon of Haile Selassie and Bob Marley,etc. I was very disturbed in my psyche. I was also a
popular music artist at the time and was talking to some quite well known artists.Then the King Dog phenomenon began.
I kept being drawn to the King Dog circle, definitely a Druidic experience and I learned so much about all the myths and legends of ancient Britain,
Wales and Ireland. It was almost like I was living out a Merlin incarnation, with many comparisons to the Grail legend. It is hard to describe, but I
was having visions of Merlin, Joseph of Arimethea and Arthur. The village name is the same also as the village in Jamaica where Bob Marley grew up and
I was very much on a reggae vibe in my music at the time. It was like a Shamanic rite of passage through the spirit side of life, both Druid and
Christian related, very much a Grail related phenomenon.
It got very intense and I ended up deciding that my path was to be Christian and not Pagan. There was a Dragon also present in my intuitive sight and
it was like I was being seduced by this Dragon and being offered great power and knowledge. But I decided that I wanted to be with Christ and not the
Dragon. I went once upto the King Dog circle and excorcised the circle, intuitively inspired, and planted a cross and a message by the north facing
"Here lies the bones of King Arthur. Arthur was a Christian King and Merlin a Priest of God..."
In the days after the exorcism my life went very strange indeed. I felt very scared and felt like I was in danger. My house was burgled one night,
just some money was taken as if whoever just wanted me to know they had been there. Also, I sought more information from the friend of the family who
had shown my parents the video. He told me that a lady journalist was doing a film about the mystery of King Dog and had interviewed him and his
neighbours and the documentary was scheduled for a showing locally. He gave me her phone number and told me I could talk to her. I did telephone her
and we spoke about it and she invited me to the viewing. At the end of the telephone conversation I remember telling her that she should not be
suprised if she is told to keep silence about this King Dog phenomenon. I don't know why I said that and still do not.
Later I found out from a friend who does gardening for the houses in Jericho valley that still some people occasionally turn up to see the King Dog
circle. He also told me it is a place visited by Freemasons.
After my mushroom journey I was very haunted by the dragon and King Dog. I constantly had an urge to go there to the circle, like it had a source of
power. I wanted to dig up the box, like it was necessary for me to do it.
One night I was completely overwhelmed and a spiritual authority visited me intuitively. I took it to be a benign authority and felt safe with
responding to what it was asking of me. It was not the dragon and the dragon I knew was afraid of this authority. I was led in the spirit to take
candles, a lighter, a five pound note (english currency) and a copy of the New Testament to the circle. As I began my late night walk there I walked
through the centuries of all manner of ritual experiences. It was very confusing. It was like I had so many choices I could make as to what I would do
when I reached the circle; from meeting the dragon as a beautiful woman and that I would be tempted and seduced, to the other extreme of banishing
this very powerful spiritual presence.
When I reached the woods I knew that whatever King Dog was, there was something as powerful as an angel waiting in that circle for me and that if I
was to go in there I would not be able to resist what was waiting there.
My decision was this. I decided I would not go in there. I shouted to the Angel,
"Angel, Oh Angel! I'm not coming in there, You're too scary. Angel, go home Angel, go back to God Angel".
I placed the candles, the lighter and the copy of The New Covenent of Jesus Christ on the grass near to the opening of the woods, alongside the five
pound note screwed up into a wick to light the candles with. It was my message to those who know of King Dog and indeed to the whole of Creation. I
walked away repeating the words I had spoken almost in a trance.
The next day I went to the circle in the daylight and wanted to dig up whatever is buried in that box. I removed many of the stones on the surface,
but then I just thought of some very apt notions, like the T.S Eliot poem of "The Wasteland", "Oh Keep the dog far hence that is friend to men or with
his claws he'll dig it up again", and even little maxims like "Let sleeping dogs lie", alongside thoughts like my treasure is up in Heaven and I do
not need to dig into the dirt for it.
It was not only me who had these strange experiences of King Dog, but also another creative and intuitive guy from the village had episodes of a very
similar nature. Also, the friend of the family who had shown my parents the video, came to see me. He asked me all about what I had done. He told me
that the documentary was not going to be shown, he and another neighbour had put a stop to it for privacy reasons (the filmaker had interviewed them
both as part of the film).
For many months afterwards I had strange dreams about the grail and this spot and I can say that I, the friend of the family and my other friend who
did the gardening in that area all think that there is some kind of relic buried there and that the animal graveyard or dog grave rumours were used to
disguise what is really there.
As the time has moved on I have asserted my Christianity and have put the pagan ideas behind me. I have let sleeping dogs lie.
Also very interesting is that I have a very large Celtic Wolf tattoo over my left breast and in the shield is the Eye In The Hill (or eye of the
pyramid). I had this done many years before these experiences.
Sadly, recently the friend of the family committed suicide. He threw himself from the cliffs into the ocean. He was a close friend to me. He had been
depressed for a good long time. He will be missed.
This is a very brief account, there were many other factors involved, but it is very complex and I have tried to give atleast the bare "bones" of this
strange experience. I am now very much on the mend. I still do not work and live a very quiet alternative life and a very simple one. I feel more
lonely than I used to feel, like I lost something the day I said goodbye to the Angel. My life is much more empty and predictable and all the former
magic has gone. But I know I made the right decision, for me that is, that my life is to be lived when I leave this life, that I will not be able to
enjoy the sensual gifts of this life.
I have come to understand what took place here to the satisfaction of my own soul. I wanted to share this, though, on ATS in the hope of finding out
if anyone else has had any similar experiences and, whoever might be interested, may even be able to analyse my experience. Please do ask questions if
you would like any further information.
edit on 28-5-2011 by Revolution9 because: spelling and grammar errors
edit on 28-5-2011 by Revolution9 because: clarification