I consider this to be my 1st grand experience into conspiracy, I mean, I always knew the world wasn’t quite right, and would wade in the kiddie pool
of conspiracy every now and again, but this was my first true encounter into things I had only previously read about. this one experience sealed the
deal on my love for conspiracies. What’s weird is that I have always tried to tell people about this story but something would always stop or
interrupt me and I’d never get to tell the whole story. I really, really, really wish I was a part of the ATS community back then...
This took place almost 15 years ago so most of the “information meat” I had stored in my brain has dried up and only a skeleton with jerky chew
remains, but I presume that jerky will still be sweet and fulfilling to some.
This little story of mine takes place back in 1998. I was 19 at the time and you could best classify me as an anti-authority punk-rocker usually
sporting blue hair or a tri-hawk and always wearing #ed-Up clothes, because I really could care less what people thought of me…. Around this time I
was working at a glass shop as a glazier installing glass wind-wall and custom shower-unit glass in multi-million dollar homes and would also hand cut
and polish custom wall-to-wall mirrors. At the same time, I was attending the local community college to get those required stupid studies out of the
So one day I get my first jury summons notice, and although I was anti-authority I viewed this as a way to get out the hell out of work for the day,
so I decided to go. The notice told me to report to the Santa Ana Court House and this experience lasted approx. 4 to 5 hours.
Upon my arrival to the courthouse, I went through all the proper checkpoints, signed in and sat down, off to the side where nobody really was. About
15 minutes later this older guy in his late 50’s early 60’s (normal height with a bigger build sporting glasses and salt n pepper hair) comes
walking over to the area where I was sitting and seriously sits right next to me (there were at least 30 other empty chairs around me).
I immediately started to laugh and said “what’s up man, what made you sit here?”
The gentleman replied “you look like the most down to earth person here”.
I laughed again (remember blue hair or mohawk) and said “whatever you say man, good call on that though, I love talking with older people, they
usually have some of the best stories”.
I immediately went into some small talk, basically, telling him why I was there and who I was, I also remembering telling him that he looked kind of
He smirked and upon his turn for introductions, he said his name was Donald Nixon and…. I slammed the “emergency verbal brake” down and said
“Wait, wait, wait you mean like as in the President Nixon?”
He Replied “Yes, he’s actually my Uncle.”
I said “Shut-up, your messing with me, let me see your license.” He let me see it and as plain as day it said Donald Nixon….
This is where it started to get interesting, because like I said, I love to be social and I’ll ask anyone anything… so I did just that, I said
“Please tell me you have some sick government conspiracies”
He replied “Well, I don’t have any government ones, but I have seen and experience some pretty crazy things.”
Here is where he started to tell me, which for me at that time, was some crazy # and instead of me trying to remember his exact words I’m going to
just sum up each significant topic I can recall into a paragraph for easier reading….
1st Topic – THE KSO
He begins to tell me this story about a group that own an Island off the coast of the Americas, and on this Island the group called themselves “The
Knights of the Sacred Order” who had their own society far away from any government’s rule. There was a king and queen figure head, a religious
figure head, security figurehead, and an executioner (there was a couple more figure heads, but I can’t recall them)… The way he presented it to
me reminded me of a Monarchy system. Then he starts to talk a little more about the executioner and some of the deeds that were performed (if you
want to know what I’m taking about look up 16th century execution : ). He gave so many details about this executioner and hardly any on the rest of
the figure heads that I ended up by stopping him and saying “you’re the executioner huh?” He replied with that damned smirk.
MISC INFO – So regarding this I ended up searching his name and found he went to Cuba, so I’m presuming it was a Cuban Island that he spoke of in
his story (weird seeing as how we still embargo them). According to some Articles he was also hanging around some shady folks.
He also had given me a business card in which top/center was an emblem or seal of some sort, under that KSO and under that his name….that’s it…
anyway I had this card for over 10 years in my wallet until my wallet was stolen one night when I was smashed outa my gourd… it sucks cause that and
one other thing was the only tangible evidence I had.