Below are the 10 most recent journal entries recorded in Alexander DeVries' InsaneJournal:

Saturday, September 29th, 2007
3:05 am	9 September 1942 I warned Galen that yesterday was an infelicitous day for the power of five, that Geburah was out of balance and the order of Golab would run wild. Dashwood is normally an indolent thing, the languor and delusion of Two wedded with the perversion of Nine, and he has always been close to the Nine, but as the Nine prefers to act against us through Moody, we were surprised that Dashwood, using poison, the weapon of infelicitous two, in defence of the Two and her endless debaucheries, was overcome by the Golab and engaged in an act of wanton destruction. Today is the ninth day of the month, which is always unlucky. Someone we are close to will die before the end of the day. Galen believes that this would be Havoc, but I do not think my calculations would be so definitive over a mere dog, for all that Galen did love it. Current Mood: cautious (Comment on this)
Wednesday, April 18th, 2007
10:39 pm	4 September 1942 Though I read and reread the Prophet, the words do not change. Brenner—filthy half-caste that he is—is my uncle. My father’s half-brother. This cannot be. The world has gone mad. Someone has pulled the strings of Grandfather’s mind and those at the registry office, as cunningly as one might a puppet’s. It is all too obvious who that Someone might be. In other matters, there are two younger students that have convened a Society for Special People. They invited me to join them, but I told them I would not give authority over me to a pair of first-years. And so, they made me their king. Current Mood: cynical (8 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, November 26th, 2006
8:34 pm	31 August 1942 School fast approaches. At last I will be able to be able to sit at the Magistra’s feet as she instructs students. No longer will I have to hide at the back of the classroom or visit her in her office, but I shall attend classes with the rest of her chosen. My heart beats with longing. This shall be a Year of Revelation. Current Mood: excited (10 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, July 1st, 2006
7:55 pm	27 August 1942 I have looked at her Nativity. She is not wrong, but I cannot care that she will not have children; there are no girls I like better. The only two I like nearly as much are my sister and a half-caste. It is not fair. Curse that Jon Dashwood! May the Nought devour him whole! Current Mood: upset (Comment on this)
Tuesday, June 20th, 2006
12:39 am	25 August 1942 (Later) ( What is the Greater Purpose of this pattern? ) This seems to hold true for all two digit numbers: Take the number. Reverse the digits to get a new number. Subtract the lesser number from the greater. This will result in a number which is a multiple of nine. Which multiple of nine is it? Take the digits from the first two-digit number, subtract the greater from the lesser and the will be the multiple of nine in question. Further exploration of this pattern is needed to see if it holds true in the face of negatives. If the lesser number is subtracted from the greater (and the lesser digit subtracted from the greater.) Also, if some similar principle can be applied to numbers greater than two digits. What is the Greater Purpose of this pattern? And what does it have to do with the Nine!?!? Current Mood: contemplative (Comment on this)
Wednesday, June 7th, 2006
2:59 am	25 August 1942 Perhaps we are only Vessels. That is how it seems to me and that, I think, is how it must be in truth. How else would the One be able to manifest in both myself and my mentor? Did we choose to be Vessels? I do not know. Perhaps that was the Revelation I was made to forget. I think, though, that these Presences can manifest themselves in a lesser fashion in those other than their Chosen Vessels. Minions, I suppose you might call them, at least in the case of the Nine. Multiples, is what I would rather name them and perhaps I shall assign them Numerical values in order to quantify their individual character. I must think more upon this, but for now I am bound to visit my grandmother. She has been asking after me. Current Mood: contemplative (Comment on this)
Wednesday, February 15th, 2006
2:06 am	17 August 1942 I was right. My darling Mercuria is the Six! I know this because I heard the adults discussing our futures together. This is a very fine thing, for I am not a Pharaoh. Together we shall set the world aright with the power of gematria. Current Mood: overjoyed (Comment on this)
Wednesday, January 25th, 2006
3:12 am	15 August 1942 (Later) ( I do not know if Camille and my darling Mercuria sleep, but I do know that I cannot yet rest. ) Current Mood: indescribable (Comment on this)
Friday, January 20th, 2006
1:53 am	15 August 1942 Having yesterday averted all-consuming disaster, I find myself with an abundance of leisure this morning and I have decided to spend it in showing my regard to those females who have so aided me in my quest. For my sister Camille this is an easy exercise. I have deposited a wealth of daisies on her bed. More daisies I shall send via owl to young Urania and the fair Cordélia, who aided me in following the path of the Numbers when it was nothing more than our child’s game. For my Darling Mercuria, I shall convey my wishes via half a dozen white roses: she has been my especial confidant since I first received the gift of knowledge. One day, I think, we may be wed in both temporal and spiritual union. For the Magistra, whose wise words I have been listening to in hiding these last two years, I shall send irises in hopes of conveying my admiration for her work. All of these I shall send anonymously—it seems to me that they shall make more impact that way. Tomorrow I will be thirteen, and I shall enjoy having Galen and the rest of my friends here for tea. Current Mood: busy (Comment on this)
Tuesday, January 17th, 2006
8:19 pm	14 August 1942 Once again the fate of the world has been decided through my calculations. For a time we shall remain unbowed and whole, though the forces of darkness ever pursue our doom. They shall not triumph as long as I have the strength to oppose them. And though my guide is crabbed and bowed with age, he shall seek their defeat as well. I count many things, but most importantly I am counting the days until I shall receive the light of knowledge from the very hand of the Lady Hypatia, who is beautiful despite her many years! Unfortunately, this requires that I reside in close quarters with mine ancient enemy. I count myself lucky that he has never received revelations of his destiny as I have. It is his ignorance of his fate that allows me to triumph again and again. Should he assume his mantle in full, I would be hard pressed to vanquish him. I must keep him ignorant as long as possible. Current Mood: devious (Comment on this)