Monday, August 18, 2014
The Magic Castle by Carole Smith
The Magic Castle: A mother's harrowing true story of her adoptive son's multiple personalities-- and the triumph of healing, Carole Smith. New York: St. Martin's Press/ Macmillan, 2014, 1998. e-book, 290 pps.
Carole and her husband Sam decided to foster a so-called "special needs, emotionally disturbed" child. Alex was the child and he pretty much wrecked stuff. He was given to violent episodes. He was loud and abusive. He had a hard time maintaining himself in school. He was not a "nice" child for sure.
At some point, Alex is a multiple, not a singleton. Help is called. Alex goes through a bunch of therapy, including hypnosis. Where would the world be without hypnosis? There are pictures included in the book. They are interesting but certainly not conclusive of anything.
The accusations are made that his birth mother took care of at least one baby for the uh satanic cult that she was also a member of. Alex was allegedly being groomed for leadership, complete with a red robe. Naturally, the five-pointed [and upright] star with a circle drawn around it makes an appearance.
Babies were killed and buried and stuff. Naturally, the site is no longer a field because progress and urbanization. There is no legal verification of what is offered as factual rather than possible evidence of.
sapphoq reviews says: In fields and parking lots and obscure graves across the United States are a bunch of dead babies allegedly killed by satanists for reasons which no one has ever really explained. Yes, kids get abused in horrible ways and some kids are murdered. I don't deny that. The problem that I have is that there is no actual physical evidence of dead babies anywhere that all the alleged followers of the dark prince left behind them after their blackened ceremonies of filth and stuff like that. I would want just one dead baby dug up that shows evidence of satanic sacrifice. Just one. But there is none so far. After how many years, why isn't there one dead sacrificed baby that can be put on display for the masses? Until such a baby shows up, I remain troubled by memories and recovered memories of figures in black robes killing babies [and possibly cats or other animals] and making snuff films of their own children.
While lacking grammatical errors, Carole Smith's writing is far from gifted. Book sounds more like an uneasy come-on to get religion in order to avoid buddies with cloven hooves. Unless you enjoy satanic panic literature, skip this one.