Speaking of Haiti…. here are two Instagrams from Zombie Boy. It just seems odd, and it seemed that Lady Gaga writing a tribute to him was BS considering she possibly watched him Die? Why do I say this, well first is that not only is this dude suspiciously dead, he is suspiciously dead during the week of the Blood Moon Festival. They say it was a SUICIDE. There is no note that I'm aware of and if you continue to read you will see that he was in pretty good spirits for a Zombie Boy, (Sic)
Here he writes on his Instagram with the last one he wrote June 7, and now here is this ODE to Danballa tht's like it came straight out of The Ring. Some EVIL SHIT Going on here!
Do we know who Danballa is? Let me help…
Damballa also spelled Damballah
(Haitian Creole: Danbala)
is one of the most important of all the loa. Damballa is the Sky Father and the primordial creator of all life. He rules the mind, intellect, and cosmic equilibrium. White rum is sacred to him. Damballa, as the serpent spirit and The Great Master, created the cosmos by using his 7,000 coils to form the stars and the planets in the heavens and to shape the hills and valleys on earth. By shedding the serpent skin, Damballa created all the waters on the earth.[1] Damballa is syncretized with either Saint Patrick, Christ the Redeemer, Our Lady of Mercy, or Moses.[2]
Damballa's wife is Ayida-Weddo, and Erzulie Freda is his concubine.
Did you catch it?
Danballa, is Creole, Haitti. This is Haittian Voodoo
Who else do we kno that is in to Voodoo? Oh yeah, HRC… Lady Gaga and the Spirit Cooker… Go figure that one out!
So this guy dies during Blood Moon Ritual week, (while the whole Q world has their eyes open for suspicious deaths) of Suicide after having noted ties to Lady Gaga and Haitian voodoo and writing his own ODE to Damballa and no one thinks this is suspicious, odd don't ya think?
zombieboyofficial—THE WELL—
o Damballa
lo we howl upon stars hung above
we soul cast down the well of stone
as fire laid betwixt two fates
of most drear less dire straights
each breath cuts ice as flesh is weighed
in front of deaths old narrow gates
where bold and brazen last rites crate
lo heed our wish of madness
deep from os
our prayers we kissed
so stern and cold
on metal shells
release by moonlight glow — Zombie Boy
Here's a Bonus Pic to help keep your spirits up, this is one creepy dead MFKR!