Kaiser Adolf 1 Heard Of A Possibly Eligible Great Grandchild.

After he took diplomatic asylum, Kaiser Adolf 1, using his diplomatic asylum name Wolfgang in Italy, genuinely thought that when he died his Imperial Hohenzollern family of Germany was over.

He was unaware that descendants existed from his stolen semen, stolen by organized crime from Switzerland when he was in hospital having a general anaesthetic operation in 1906. He was 17 at the time.

The stolen semen was used fresh in the hospital, as the concept of freezing semen and using it later had not been invented on Earth at the time, that did not happen until 6-10 years later approximately.

The semen was used to get my biological Great-Grandmother Janet Podolski pregnant when she was 16. Janet was born in 1890 and died in a bunker in Berlin in mid-1945. Generally speaking, she was an evil stupid. Later, she agreed to pretend to be the imposter Adolf Hitler's ("Fritz" - Isabelle Williams) girlfriend fiancée when she was pretending to be Kaiser Adolf from 1944 to mid-1945, started using the name “Eva Braun”, and pretending to be around 10 years younger than she really was to cover up the illegally conceived baby, no doubt.

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Janet (Eva) had a natural premature birth in 1907, with the baby fully registered to her with no references to its biological father. There are complete records of the baby being registered at birth.

There were two others who also got pregnant to Kaiser Adolf’s stolen semen, that are irrelevant to my Imperial Hohenzollern Family. Janet’s identical looking cousin of the same height, and Janet’s genetically short statured sister. Their pregnancies went full term to birth. Because Janet’s was premature and registered, they did not bother registering the others when they were born, permanently eliminating them for even the remote possibility of tracing to and heir in future generations.

Both Janet’s Cousin and Sister were also found dead in a bunker in Berlin in mid-1945, near the body of the freaking lunatic Fritz the Kaiser Adolf impersonator, who shot all three of them dead after a fit of rage.

Janet’s baby was named “Donna”. Janet went on to become a street walking prostitute.

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Donna Podolski, my biological Grandmother born 1907, waited until 1939 to get pregnant, and when she did it was to Soviet Union leader Ioseb Djugashvili - (Joseph) "Stalin". The first-born Grandchild traced back to Adolf’s stolen semen, my mother "Judith". If you are wondering, I am legitimately a Stalin as well. My "Grandmother" Donna Podolski was Joseph Stalin's third wife. Joseph and Donna married before my mother was born and divorced afterwards.

An underlying motive for the marriage & pregnancy (from Donna and her associates) was an attempt to create an excuse to start a war between Germany and the Soviet Union, just in case it was needed like a myriad of other things.

The birth of my “mother” Judith in January 1940 had something to do with Joseph Stalin becoming totally and permanently disabled from the neck down around that time. What can I say, Donna was a "Fatal Attraction" type relationship where Stalin was the victim, if you are familiar with the movie that starred Glenn Close.

He had a minor stroke, and was then deliberately disabled from the neck down (became a quadriplegic) whilst in hospital, and told it was the stroke that caused it when he was conscious again. There is evidence Donna was his wife an d part time nurse until their divorce. She was consulted and part of forming the idea to disable him, and one of the people to decide to go with it. Obviously, my Imperial Family of Germany was not responsible for it, even if there was an attempt to blame Kaiser Adolf 1 to attempt to start that war between the two. Germany and the Soviet Union had signed non-aggression pacts with each other beforehand, which the lunatics pretended was permission to create excuses for war, obviously.

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After Stalin was disabled, he was bedridden with a nursing team 24/7. He expressed a desire to go to Gippsland to have a look at where his father originated from. He was told it was not possible due to his disability.

So, when his wife Donna was told he seemed upset about it, she decided to ship her daughter (my mother Judith) to Gippsland, then got divorced and travelled to Gippsland herself to be near her daughter. It was an attempt to make Stalin jealous.

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My mother Judith, her bred lookalikes, followed by her mother Donna and her bred lookalikes were shipped to Gippsland, Victoria, Australia to live, mainly because Joseph Stalin’s father was indigenous to a place in Gippsland called Traralgon, in what is now called Latrobe Valley (formerly the million plus population city of Yarragon).

They also were under the misguided apprehension that Gippslanders lived in fear of foreigners, particularly Europeans, who had a means to start fires, and would cower and behave like servants if someone wandered around mentioning they were from Europe, for example, with the means to start one in their hands. They were wrong.

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In Italy in 1969 or 1970, Kaiser Adolf went into a gay bar with some of his Italian acquaintances. He was not allowed to mention who he was or use his real name, so whenever he went out, whoever he was with usually brought him up in conversation to see what people said. He thought it was mind numbingly boring. So, someone brought his name up in front of some tourists from Switzerland, who did not know who he was.

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I want to make it clear here that Switzerland had a dossier on my Great-Grandpa at the time, covering his semen being stolen in 1906, including photographs of the hospital etcetera, through to details of the children and descendants. Depending on where you went, you could ask to see it in the right venue and be given a look at it. In bars and club’s etcetera.

The tourists from Switzerland started chatting anecdotes and laughing whilst Kaiser Adolf sat quietly listening having a few drinks. One tourist in particular seemed to take over the conversation and decided to repeat the entire dossier to the people Kaiser Adolf was in the bar with, in every detail he could remember, unaware that Kaiser Adolf was sitting there listening.

He got as far as my mother’s birth, where my mother etcetera had been moved to live in the 1940’s (Gippsland) and that she had gotten married when she was around 18 in Gippsland. He knew her first and middle name had been made up to remind Kaiser Adolf of his Jewish connections, implying that if he wasn’t in a Homosexual relationship with a Jewish man when he became Kaiser, things may have been different. Later expanded to imply there would not have been so many Jews killed after he was abducted. Jews Death Marred Regret. “Judith Margaret”. He did not quite get her adopted surname correct. He thought that Muslin may have been a Jewish type of material or cloth and settled on that when he could not quite remember it exactly. He and his friends had a short debate about it asking if Muslin was Jewish material or something. They settled on Judith, middle name starting with “M”, surname starting with “M”. If you are interested, they had 2 letters wrong.

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My mother Judith was adopted by the Maslen family here in Gippsland. They, Bill & May Maslen were quite nice, and I was quite fond of them. May and I talked a lot when we saw each other, Bill was not so talkative, but still quite nice seeming. They were clearly forced to adopt her and let her swap places with lookalikes pretending to be the same child. It was clear to me and alarming at times. They received physical and verbal threats in my opinion. I was taken to visit them a number of times when someone else was pretending to be my mother for the day and it was usually like it was an “example visit” showing me they had to play along, usually with some weird tension. 

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Bill was a sawmill worker and had fingers missing. There was other evidence and incidents that suggested they were victims of deliberate violence to me, possibly amongst other things, to shut up and make like her parents. My mother was officially adopted though, it was legal in that regard, there were documents. May got on well with my father Kevin, they quite liked each other. I received Birthday & Christmas cards from them, etcetera. May was a bit of a local Lawn Bowls legend, known for winning ways, titles and defeating men. I used to have her old Lawn Bowls she won championships with.

 

My name Brian originates from May & Bill’s son Bryan Maslen (a legal Uncle), who died when he was around 19 before I was born, and my Homosexual Uncle Ian Webb (whose same birth sibling was a female who used the name Marilyn Monroe later in her life), who was also murdered when I was a child, which I don’t want to talk about here. Late in her life my mother made it clear that Bryan Maslen was deliberately murdered as well, and they tried to pass it off as a car accident. Not that we had much to do with each other.

Kaiser Adolf took it all in, with an expressionless face and glazed over eyes, and was his usual “what, like my fake life on television and the rewritten Mein Kamp?” self about it. In the end he checked to see if there were publicly available records in Australia, out of pure boredom, that he could look at to see if he could find a marriage entry that included my mother in around 1957 or 1958.

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He ended up getting access to the publicly available Births, Deaths and Marriages records here in Australia for the state of Victoria. He looked through them for the relevant years, with sceptical “ha, ha” thoughts, methodically, town by town, looking for a marriage that involved “M, Judith M”, with the rest of the details in his handy notepad.

He found one entry and was shocked and flabbergasted. My mother Maslen, Judith Margaret got married to my father Webb, Kevin George on the 3rd of May 1958 in a town called Moe, Victoria, Australia. Kaiser Adolf 1 was still a Prisoner of war in Yugoslavia when my parents got married, still chained to the wall like he had been since abducted in 1943.

The entry included a family home address at 27 Campbell Street, Yarragon, Victoria, Australia. A house my father Kevin bought when he was about 20 in 1950 (which was stolen off me when he died in 2004). He did not meet my mother Judith until 1957, when she was 17. They got married four months after she turned 18. Her sole goal was to steal babies off him, nothing more.

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I would like to point out here that Switzerland and it’s organized crime types are not “heroes” because they stole Prince Adolf’s semen when he was 17 in that hospital, which was involved in me being Prince Imperial Sir Brian of the Constitutional Monarchy of Germany now. People from Switzerland taking over the Italian Mafia using the lies of two con-men pretending to be the same person, pretending to be a lawyer, pretending to be the executor of one of the estates left to me by my Great-Grandpa, to collect bribes, whilst illegally using the name “Vincent Corleone”, didn’t help me in any way either.

Kaiser Adolf took some time to think things over, and decided that there was the possibility that my parents could have a technically eligible child under the Great-Grandchild rule, but he would have to come to Australia to find out. He mulled it over some more. He had always wanted to come to Gippsland for a look, and it was the perfect excuse for a laugh. His decision to come here and check the address on record ended up being designed into his intellectual input for the Olympic venues for the 1972 München Olympics, particularly the main stadium. Those ideas were used and heavily modified by others with similar motives to the appearance of the Berlin wall when it was completed after he escaped the prison in Yugoslavia.

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He decided to travel here to Australia for a laugh, some tourism, and a look. He invited his handy-man employee “Mr Baggio”. Kaiser Adolf booked flights using his diplomatic asylum Italian passport under his other name Wolfgang, knowing he would be followed by Italian “secret” service agents and arrived here in December 1971 (approximately). Kaiser Adolf had no pre-conceived ideas about what he would find, only that if Mr & Mrs Webb were living there, that he would have to try to talk to them about it without using his real name, just in case…. Tough one. He thought it was probably an elaborate set-up.

Of course, some who must have known something, insanely imagined Kaiser Adolf would get his hopes impossibly high to the point of gasping hysterics about maybe having an heir to name (losers) after years of moping, and decided the best way for him to be shatter disappointed would be if he was told “oh yes, there was a baby, but it died at birth, unfortunately”. A weird mind-meld with that evil trash mother of mine.

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Judith had somehow managed to get stuck at home with her husband Kevin pregnant at the time, due to a miscalculation caused by bulk seafood being available whilst he was on holidays in Lakes Entrance in East Gippsland, which she stayed for, instead of swapping over with her sister and going elsewhere to dump the babies, like usual. She was intending to just leave, but stayed for a while to eat the seafood. She ended up having to travel back to the family home in Yarragon with him. When she arrived, she contacted her organized crime associates about swapping over with my father's impostor wife again. She was then informed that the impostor wife had gotten pregnant again, to try a 5th implanted child. But the man she got pregnant to turned out to be so vilely hideous, she had backed out and had an abortion already. I heard the name "Pauline" several times. When she had her abortion, it wasn't an official one, the for-a-fee amateur type. She had suddenly gotten violently ill afterwards with some type of infection. She had lost kilograms off her frame and was almost unrecognizable, still very ill. She was told there was no way to swap over, particularly if she was starting to show obviously as being pregnant. They told her to ride it out for the full pregnancy, and it would give them time to formulate a plan for the hospital the day of the birth, and everything would be fine. No matter how nice her husband was fluffing her pillows, making sure she was okay, getting her drinks and satisfying her cravings, she would just have to tough it out for the full 9 months. She was....horrified.

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For the first time in their marriage since 1958, she was going to have to stay at home for the full pregnancy and go to the local hospital and try to get the baby robbery done from there. It was going to be the longest time ever she had spent at home with her husband. Longer than when she married him and swapped over with the impostor wife in the first 3 months. Judith came up with a plot to steal all but one baby with some accomplice minions, kill one, show that one to my father Kevin dead, and say something went wrong and nothing could be done, just to see how disappointed he was.

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My father Kevin was bringing up four females (probably vaguely biologically related to me), the children of his real wife’s identical looking impostor and four separate men to my father. There were no biological children to himself and his wife registered at birth to them both, and in their custody at all.