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Submitted on 2014/04/11 at 1:45 pm

The thing to understand Doc is that the people in control of Modern Freemasonry are the Descendants of Carolingians and Normans that killed the Merovingian and Gypsy Freemasons. How ironic that those that call themselves Freemasons are the son’s of those that killed the Cathars and Jews and Muslims in Spain. The Knights Templar sought to end the Crusades and this is pure historical fact. Many Knights Templar converted to Islam. I am a direct descendant of Saladin’s niece through Alban, as are many of those that fought the Revolution in America. The Templar and Freemason’s were Hijacked by the Royalty of Europe. To this very day the Knights of Malta seek out my kind for assassination. Even as I write these words I may bring danger to myself. The Gypsies are the poorest people in Europe- yet we are the true descendants of the Merovingian and the Hereditary Kings of Europe.

My name is John Quincy. My Father named me this to remind us as long as I live that the true order was destroyed. John Quincy Adams was my Father’s hero because he destroyed the false Freemasons that usurped the order after the Revolution. You see Doc, a true Freemason like the Kale Gypsy must live under a vow of Poverty until Isa ( A man, not God) will return and destroy the wicked.

Here is a poem from the True Freemason tradition: our Royal robes stripped those that call themselves Freemasons are Fakes today and the murderers of the true Freemasons- very ironic and sad.

I am kale Roma man
I traveler am I
My home the road
The things to behold
I’ll travel till I die
For few men give resting space
And few men call me friend
A hard road for the traveler
I’ll travel to the end
A brew a troopin Kale man
My blood as old as time
I’v gone the roads of Ire land
In sun and winters climb
I’ve gone roads of gadgie land
For many a weary mile
And sad to say where I go
I seldom see a smile
Hunger hardship and poverty are the travelers weary load
Hunger Hardship and poverty and the blue tar road
To America fair I came
With others of my kind
To land of sweet Valleys
A campin place to find
But the Puritain Corporation
Good Christians to a man
They broke our camp uprooted us
Fell down our caravan
Hunger hardship and poverty are the travelers weary load
Hunger Hardship and poverty and the blue tar road
To Valley fair we came
Where gentle rivers flow
We built a school with the help of friends
That caused another rowl
For the corporation came again
Once more we had to go
Now the Pharasees are plentiful
The Levites are her tool
The Samaritans they pity us
Sure they are very few
The clergy and the laity
On us they turn their dime
They come in droves to save us
But of our foreskins we are blind
Hunger hardship and poverty are the travelers weary load Hunger Hardship and poverty and the blue tar road
Out here in Cherry orchards no Cherry blossoms bloom
For God and man unwanted
In dirt and muck and gloom
But the man above who died for love
And a crooked gallows flee
Sure wasn’t he a traveler
The same as you and me
And please God in his own good time
He’ll lift the Traveler’s load
We’ll bid farewell to poverty
And the blue tar road.

Oh yes “The long hair bearded Kings” . My Father taught me all kings since the line of Cain must fall and only God is great. The Merovingian Legends are cautionary tales for those that would believe in the bloodlines of men and not the Glory of God.

Yes I will write the Legend as told to me by my Father and his Father before him. This Legend is very misunderstood and mistaken for Pagan belief; but it is the true origins of the rise of Europe. All knowledge came East and the Europeans owe their entire heritage to the Easterner that traveled west. I will think on this an talk while my wife writes this for us. I am very uplifted to learn that people far across the water see the False face of power in the West land. History was written by the conquerors; the Gypsy kept the truth in oral Legend it seems.

John Quincy Triplett : Direct Descendant of the First Templar Freemasons