The Beginning of the End

I have discovered that I am often attracted to the mystery, death and conspiracy while watching documentaries or when I am reading a book. Something about the chase, the power that questions have as they pour out of my mind, draws me to these dark themes. I often find myself guessing the culprit or outcome of the story as it unfolds. The word conspiracy is defined as “a secret plan by a group to do something unlawful or harmful,” which again seems to reel me in as I think about the motives it takes to create such a conspiracy. Conspiracy theories are created by the unwillingness to believe the word of authorities or other persons involved. They are theories which means they cannot be accepted until proven true.

Documentaries are my addiction. I watch anything and everything, however my favorites involve conspiracy theories. Some of my favorites include, The Death of Marilyn Monroe, Titanic: The Great Depression Conspiracy, 911 Exposed, Fema Camp Coffins, The Conspiracy of Princess Diana’s Death, In Search of Our Lost Princess: Anastasia Romanov and Secrets of the Virgin Queen Exposed. The chills that run through my body as I watch such conspiracy theories are addicting just as much as they are scary. I agree that sometimes conspiracies can be outlandish, however if you think about it the dots align perfectly and the motives behind the events seem to benefit some specific people while destroying others.  

              From the very first time I watched a documentary on a conspiracy theory I knew I was hooked. I was in tenth grade and in my history class we were learning about the end of the Romanov rule over Russia. As I sat in class the story that was being told was not the same story I grew up hearing. You see one of my favorite childhood movies is Anastasia, however the endings didn’t match up. I wanted to find out more about the truth behind the ending of the Romanov dynasty. Thus began my addiction to not only documentaries and conspiracy theories, but to the truth.

              I began searching for answers, however those answers just led me to even more questions. With each new topic and story I slowly but peacefully began submerging myself into the theories. My mind wanted to make sense of the theories, but each one had a devastating and deadly (no pun intended) ending. I think my interest in death comes from the unfairness of life. The people involved in each of the conspiracies didn’t have the brightest of lives. Their lives, some may say, were ended for the better.

              I am interested in one thing, the truth. I want to find out what actually happened on all of those days that led to such devastation. As I watch more and more conspiracies I realize that I may never know the complete truth. I have to live with the conspiracy, or choose to create my own. Now, because I am such a nice person, I will drag you into the world of conspiracies as well. You too will be left to put the puzzle pieces together and try to make sense of each one of the stories and the truth that leads behind a trail of devastation.