Originally posted on rosamondpress:
Several years ago I sent a letter to Michael Salvator Archduke Habsburg-Lorraine, and asked for a form so I could enter the “flowing borders” compitition that was being held by the Joan of Farrette society. I was utterly ignored, because, I was an American, or, I knew more about Jeanne de Rougemont-Ferrette that anyone on the planet, and had connected the Rougemonts to the Knight Templars and the Holy Shroud. Did the Archeduke google me, or, had he heard of this upstart American – and thus I was the hands-down winner – before I asked for entry form!?
If you recall the painting I did when twelve, that toured the world in a Red Cross (Rosy Cross) show. This was quite an achievement by a boy who went to school hungry everday, and was brutalized by his father, forced to work as his slave since he was eight. Who does…
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