A month ago my friend, Edan Orlitz, a Canadian Policeman un-masked a man posing as a woman, that I titled ‘The Rose of Paris’. I had all but declared him my new muse. This goes with the old Iranian man who did Rosamond look-a-likes under the name Sara Moon. Marilyn posed for her friend, Stephen Silvertein in her twenties before he went to Paris and studied under the real Sarah Moon. That Belle Burch hid her true identity when she approached me, is profound. Belle speaks perfect French. Consider the movie ‘Big Eyes’. Unbeknownst to me Belle became friends with Marilyn’s daughter.
Consider the Rose and the Masque Ball in the movie ‘The Phantom of the Opera’.
Jon Presco
Copyright 2014
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Steven Silverstein is an internationally-recognized, award-winning photographer, specializing in fashion, beauty and celebrity photography. With dedication to his craft, during a 30-year career based mainly in Paris, New York, and Los Angeles, he has photographed in 20+ countries throughout the world. A classically trained photographer comfortable in many arenas of fashion, beauty, entertainment, portraiture and still-life, Silverstein has shot hundreds of editorial assignments (thousands of pages and dozens of covers) for the world’s leading magazines including Elle (French, American, Spanish, German), Italian Vogue, Marie Claire, Vogue Homme and Harper’s Bazaar. Major advertising clients have included a roster of Fortune 500 companies, fashion and beauty powerhouses, including L’Oreal, Cover Girl, Maybelline, Yves St. Laurent, BCBG and Nine West. Charlize Theron, Eva Mendes, Catherine Deneuve, Christian Lacroix, Jean Paul Gaultier, and Agnes B are just a few of the celebrities and fashion designers he has photographed throughout his career.
A week ago, I fell in love with the women fighters of the PKK after I designed a Alliance flag. I knew very little about the Kurds. I was led to them by a Prophecy and a Poem………”Come to Rose Mountain!”
For a week, now, I have been composing a post titled ‘Fashioning A Feminine Nation’. I had joined a Kurdistan group on Facebook, and someone posted a advertisement where a beautiful model is wearing a altered jumpsuit the PKK women wear. Of course, this is a Rosamond Woman, a Rena.
No sooner am I making comments on this fashion show, I am in the thick of it. I see that Turkey is going to betray these women fighters, and day so. I am surrounded by Kurds who approve of my messages. I speaks of Nation Building, and, all of a sudden, she is there, the Woman Wearing a Mask! We converse! We are in perfect sinc! We are creating real history as events unfold. We want to build a new Kurdistan with women in mind! A revolution begins in Turkey. She assures me it will fall. She posts photos of young people fighting in the streets. I am a young Hippie radical again.
But, I am something else, something, more! I am a wizened old prophet, a Gandalf on a white horse. By my side is a beautiful young woman. We ride to the rescue in a War of Words. We demand the world pay attention, because one of humanities most important battles is taking place. The battle may be lost, but the war is already – WON! The enemy will never be the same! These brave women have mortally wounded them! The Story of Woman, has just begun!
This morning I googled the book that Nelda threw in my room. I have chills. The author of this book is a Weaving Master. Here is the Clue of Rose Thread that I have been following that led me to Rose Mountain.
Atop Rose Mountain is a rose garden that is protected by a red yarn. Brave knights break this yarn to enter. There is a jousting tournament. But who is this Knight wearing a black mask? Is this the Rose Champion I have long sought. Will she awaken the Sleeping Kingdom of the Levant? I dedicate my poem to the Masked Beauty who lives in Paris! How perfect is that!!!!
Long live the women fighters on Rose Mountain!
Jon the Nazarite
People can tell that in »Gartl«, where nowadays the slopes of the high valley between Rosengartenspitze, Laurinswand and Vajolet towers are covered with talus, once there was a wonderful rose garden of Laurin, the dwarf king. When the king of Etsch country wanted to marry his beautiful daughter Similde, he invited all noblemen around, except King Laurin. But that one had a coat with a miraculous hood which enabled him to participate as an invisible guest. Seeing Similde he immediately fell in love with her, put her on his horse and ran away. All noblemen followed him, led by Dietrich from Bern and his armorer Hildebrand. Soon they arrived to the rose garden.
Capturing Similde
Who dare climb
humanities loftiest peak
to capture beauty
adorned in universal peace
Who will take the risk
to own a spiritual transcendence?
Why has no poet or artist gone
to see the treacherous rocks
where from the Rose of the World
was washed away
And with serene brow
and a love for the truth
rendered a work of art
a forgiving sonnet?
Theodoric accepts the challenge
and comes to the Rose Garden
to rescue the beautiful Similde
captured by a dwarf
with an invisible cloak
Brave knights follow
the clue of the crushed roses
and render their foe
visible.
What is there to see
when we chose to rise
above it all
all that is base
lacking grace
and civility?
Youth challenges youth
while wisdom old in years
authors chivalrous poetry
for grandsons un-born
There must be a mystery
and a clue
a broken thread
that marks the point
of no return.
For our destiny awaits
where we dare not go
and we go
to see
if we are truly alive
and are not a mirage
and life a cruel fantasy
Jon
https://rosamondpress.com/2014/08/11/clue-of-the-rose-thread-2/
https://rosamondpress.com/2012/04/04/sleeping-kingdom-of-the-rose-thread/
https://rosamondpress.com/2014/07/21/climbing-rosengartenspitze/
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iWIBhHqDhYM
http://archive.org/stream/womansencycloped00walkrich/womansencycloped00walkrich_djvu.txt
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