Saturday, March 28, 2015

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John

The Baker Street Universe







Little did Sir Arthur Conan Doyle realize that he was not writing about a fictional character, but in fact, about a living one.

Welcome to a universe where authors and their creations co-exist, and anything that you could possibly imagine probably exists there or will once we imagine it here.


Here you will find Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson, but not just one of each, but many.

Professor Moriarity will not always be evil.

The Invisible Man is not necessarily a bad person.

Count Dracula is a misunderstood aristocrat with amazing powers.

The Jungle Lord is wrongly painted as a savage terror of the jungles. There he is first a gentleman and after that a terror of the jungles.

Madame Curie hangs out with Einstein and Nicolas Tesla.

Thomas Alva Edison is the best friend of Nicolas Tesla.

Jules Verne and H.G. Wells fly an incredible ship powered by Strings, an alternate form of energy so powerful it can propel them through space...and time!

Author's Notes:

In order to honestly portray the real life of the late or not, great author Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, I am forced to use a labored device of separating our world's view of him and that of the real world he became deeply a part of after his translation/transition to the higher plane of its existence.

I hope you will bear with me as I divulge facts known about this great father figure of fiction on our world and then diverge to the alternate world of Victorian London which he later became a regular and respected citizen of.

I will as needed go back and revise certain portions of my essay on his fictional as well as real life on both our world and that of alternate Victorian London, as I see fit to do.

It has been many years since he and his friends met with me and regaled me with many a night of pleasurable conversation and tales of great wonder and adventure.

I am both amazed and amused as the years have gone by with how much we as citizens of our world have truly missed by not having a closer connection with that higher reality that is the Baker Street Universe.

Most Sincerely

And with Great Respect

-- The Author --


Sir Arthur at work in his later years prior to his translation to the Baker Street Universe.

Sir Arthur Ignatius Conan Doyle

 From Wikipedia

Sir Arthur was born on May 22, 1859 at 11 Picardy Place, Edinburgh, Scotland.

He was a writer and a physician, most noted for his fictional stories about the detective Sherlock Holmes, which are generally considered milestones in the field of crime fiction.

He is also known for writing the fictional adventures of a second character he invented, Professor Challenger, and for popularizing the mystery of the Mary Celeste.

He was a prolific writer, whose other works include fantasy and science fiction stories, plays, romances, poetry, non-fiction and historical novels.

From Wiki Universe

Mister Doyle, who later went on to become a renown writer, famous for mysteries and great adventures, was also known to be heavily involved in the occult sciences, or mostly for the debunking of them, using his fame to chastise and expose charlatans in the occult arts who used their so-called mystical powers to relieve the ignorant of great sums of money.

Mister Doyle was later on knighted for his fictional works, while secretly deployed in the underground and highly top secret organization of the late and great Mary Queen of Scots, known for her penchant for secrecy as well as philanthropy.

Conan, as known to his friends, led a dual life, much as the famous James Bond did in the alternate world he was originally born to.

Little is known of his earlier steps to acquiring his arcane understanding of the occult forces and the wizardry attached to them, though many believe he was secretly iniateted into the Brotherhood of Bright Elves, a secret magical organization formed when the parallel world Victorian London became open to the world of Fairie. (See the article of Fairie for more information on this land.)

From Wikipedia
  
Early life

Arthur Ignatius Conan Doyle was born on 22 May 1859 at 11 Picardy Place, Edinburgh.

His father, Charles Altamont Doyle, was born in England of Irish Catholic descent, and his mother, Mary (née Foley), was Irish Catholic.

His parents married in 1855.

In 1864 the family dispersed due to Charles's growing alcoholism and the children were temporarily housed across Edinburgh. In 1867, the family came together again and lived in squalid tenement flats at 3 Sciennes Place.

Supported by wealthy uncles, Doyle was sent to the Jesuit preparatory school Hodder Place, Stonyhurst, at the age of nine (1868–70). He then went on to Stonyhurst College until 1875. From 1875 to 1876, he was educated at the Jesuit school Stella Matutina in Feldkirch, Austria.

By the time he left, he had rejected religion and become an agnostic,[6] though he would eventually become a spiritualist mystic.

Doyle's father died in 1893, in the Crichton Royal, Dumfries, after many years of psychiatric illness.

From Wiki Universe

In truth Conan's father did not die of alcoholism, but instead entered a very hush,  hush program that dealt with the alternate worlds that were connected to Victorian London.Their exploration by this great man will probably never be known for a long time, as the very secretive and powerful Queen Mary of Scots has seen fit to keep his work a secret until her death, long may she live!

It is a known fact that Conan  never had to go without anything as a child, though his mother was very careful in his upbringing to see to his education as well as his moral aptitude.

It was therefore a great loss to her when her son became ill with tuberculosis, which at that time was a great equalizer of men, both great and humble, and took his life.

She is known to have grieved a great many years for the loss of her only son, and when she passed on, had left a great fortune in his name, which no one dared to touch, for so loved was she from her great acts of charity. Which is no wonder that when Conan found himself translated into the alternate Victorian London, he became immediately a man of great wealth and circumstances.

It is not known at this time if his father had anything to do with that, though Sherlock, a friend he would late make, did strongly believe so. In fact, he was so certain of it, that he even spoke on behalf of Conan at the reading of the late widow's will, which had been delayed  until a relative of the deceased could be discovered.

The reality was that Sherlock and Watson, on be half of the good Queen Mary of Scots, had deterred until such search until the time was right....her words! So evidently the Queen  had more information available to her than even Sherlock and Watson had deduced, for her to be able to so skillfullyl maneuver so many people into the positions she desired.

The late Lord Hanover believed that the Queen was not in fact the Queen at all, but came from another realm when the true queen had perished from tuberculosis, much as the original Conan had.
No one will ever know for sure, but I am working my best do dig up more facts as I continue bringing the stories of Conan and his heroic friends...The Baker Street Adventurers.



Charles Conan Doyle, Conan Doyle's Father in alternate Victorian England.

From Wikipedia

Although Doyle is often referred to as "Conan Doyle," his baptism entry in the register of St Mary's Cathedral, Edinburgh, gives "Arthur Ignatius Conan" as his Christian names, and simply "Doyle" as his surname. It also names Michael Conan as his godfather.The cataloguers of the British Library and the Library of Congress treat "Doyle" alone as his surname.

Steven Doyle, editor of the Baker Street Journal, has written, "Conan was Arthur's middle name. Shortly after he graduated from high school he began using Conan as a sort of surname. But technically his last name is simply 'Doyle'." When knighted he was gazetted as Doyle, not under the compound Conan Doyle. Nevertheless, the actual use of a compound surname is demonstrated by the fact that Doyle's second wife was known as "Jean Conan Doyle" rather than "Jean Doyle".

From Wiki Universe

It was quite confusing for Conan as he grew up, seemingly abandoned by his father, an ailing mother unable to cope with the realities of her life, doting on him much more than perhaps she should have. But in reality his father and she were quite well connected and would meet each other at special rendevous arranged by the good Queen Mary of Scots. During such times they would discuss the growth and needs of their son, and come up with plans to nurture hm.

Had they known the illness that was winding its way already through his sensitive system lurked there like a serpent ready to strike, their efforts might have been turned a different direction than their son's education and moral rectitude, but like many parents, unaware of death approaching, they went on as if nothing would ever be different in their lives.

The father with his secret missions; the mother with her charitable work and administration to Conan's upbringing. Therefore the day came when he began coughing up blood into his hanky and the distress of that moment brought on a severe and harsh reality that they had not expected to deal with.

Mary Doyle immediately sought refuge in her faith, being an Irish Catholic, but found no salvation in that and in time became embittered towards religion, and what to her seemed hollow promises of healing, not realizing that true healing comes from within, not without.

The father, still on many missions, sought the advice of wizards and shaman, doctors and magicians, but came up with nothing. There was no known cure for tuberculosis, known as the Red Death, and which had mangled civilization for decades in the past, decimating more of the Britains, the Scots and the Frances, all the way to the barbaric lands of the Mericas.

So it is with great sadness we end this portion of Conan's life and death in alternate London, for though a brave young man, and an imaginative one, he would pass into the Great Night without leaving a mark upon the world except for the braveness of his spirit and the goodness of his heart.

This version of Conan, as fate would have it, had to cross into the Light of a greater world, in order for the one from ours to enter theirs and become famous for his masterwork works of fiction and fantasy, as well as his companionship to the good Professor Challenger and Sherlock Holmes.

Charles Altamont Doyle, Conan's father.

Below is a photo of Conan's father, and how Conan himself might have looked had he managed to reach those years. It is interesting to note that while our Conan looks exactly like the alternate Victorian London's father, the two of them were not the same.

Each universe, parallel world, or dimension if you will, has its own unique set of laws, allowing for some rather startling diversions in time and space.

Hence, our world relying heavily on the intellect and physical technology, and the alternate London relying more so on magic and a blend of technology.
Many people in London knew Arthur as a somewhat busy man who spent much time debunking mystics and delivering scathing comments on the occult community and its tendency to lure innocent people into traps of fantasy in order to coerce money from them.

An accomplished writer the years appeared to have flown by, leaving him old and gray, until the death he finally met his Maker when he crossed over into the Light on July 7, 1930.

A little known fact to most afficonados of Sherlock Holmes is that he did not die when Sir Arthur Conan Doyle crossed over into the Light on July 7, 1930. Far from it.

Not only did Sir Arthur Conan Doyle not truly die on that day, but neither did Sherlock Holmes, who was to later become a very close friend of the author, die with him. He was not a fictional character as described in the few stories that he was featured in by the author Doyle. In fact Sherlock Holmes had a very healthy and robust life of his own long before Sir Arthur Conan Doyle met him in person.

It was in 1885 when Conan was still relatively unknown that Sherlock Holmes, changed his name from Bobby in honor of the Scotland yard police, to that of Sherlock...or sure lock.
Shortly after that event, for some unknown reason Sherlock was awakened in the middle of the night by a strange visitation. It was Conan himself in a ghostly form telling Sherlock that  he wanted to write about his career. He explained that he needed the money and that he would make the young man famous if he helped him.At the time Sherlock found that to be an odd thing to request, as he himself was just a very youngman, not even established in the detective business, and John Watson was still some one hehad barely met in school before his friend hurried off to become part of the China wars.


So Conan found a distinguished artist, who came up with a series of concept works that featured Sherlock Holmes, Doctor Watson and many of the characters he would later put on paper that would be printed and distributed to eager fans about the world.

The artist's name was Sydney Paget, and while fans of the series loved the images, thinking they were fanciful depictions of the eagle  nosed detective, in fact they were the artist's very own visage.

Later on, as Sherlock married and gave birth to his son, Sheridan, he would reveal that the artist in fact had been himself, and he could finally reveal to the world that all his life he had wanted to be a painter, a depicter of visual portraits and the works of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle gave him that venue to plunder to his heart's content.

If any of this sounds a bit confusing, it's only because the two worlds of man here and man there were intertwined much closer than any had ever thought. Even the mystical agnostic Sir Arthur Conan Doyle through the years had to hide his beliefs in a somewhat more fantastic depiction of reality in order to make his journeys back and forth and eventually be plucked from our world by his good friend, and depicted character, Professor Challenger. As an old man his mind was fading and his faculties failing, but once translated into the alternate Baker Street Universe, he regained his youthful look of twenty-five and his health as well.

To find out more about this event, refer to "The Death of Conan," a Baker Street Universe story published  in 2014 by Mister John Pirillo, an author who was fortunate enough to meet the author and his friends on numerous occasions to record their adventures for the sake of posterity.

Known to the author, Mister Pirillo, is a little known fact that there is a direct connection between our world and another series of worlds that are the exact duplicate of our own, down to every detail except for the fact that every story every written has been an actual event that occurred in one or more of those parallel worlds in that parallel universe, which is known by the author as "The Baker Street Universe."

This blog will be updated once a week with new commentary and a story.

Enjoy!

John