Leaf by Niggle

Last night I found ‘Leaf by Niggle’ that reminded me of  Royal Rosamond’s ‘Poetry On Leaves’.

John Rosamond

Above is a photo of my grandfather reading the magazine he self-published ‘Bright Stories’. Royal Rosamond returned to the place of his birth to write about the Ozark Hill People who have been compared to the Hobbits.

Poetry On Leaves (1946)

by

Royal Reuben Rosamond

“Poetry on Leaves

The spring sun was warm now, brightening as with happiness in the
open fields, the broad land resembling a crazy quilt because of the
wooded patches everywhere. Already the wild grapes were in bloom,
and if the sun continued smiling there would be, in every Hillman’s
cellar, many, many jars of grape juice for making jelly, and wine
for those who knew the trick of making it. Those pink-white blossoms
on the pale yellow bushes hard against warm hillside rocks were
huckleberries in bloom. The wild grapes and the huckleberries once
ripe, tangier here in Shannon County, Missouri, than most any other
place in the Ozarks.

I walked on, for I had yet a long way to go before nightfall. Now it
was but a mite after mid-day. After leaving the train at Winona, I
could have perhaps caught a ride to Eminence had I stayed with the
wagon road instead of footing it up the spur-track leading northward
to cross Jack’s Fork at the Hodge place where I left to journey up
Possum Trot toward Little Wonder Schoolhouse and Tucked Away Church
House, above which in the ride to the north, I lived – the place
where I was born and which I called home, where my parents had
settled in their youth and planned some day to die. The way was
long, the trail lonesome and ofttimes steep. As wild a region as
ever grew outdoors. No matter. I wanted to stretch my legs and let
the April breeze take the orders of a Saint Louis foundry away from
me.

I went home on a visit once a year – had already worked five years
up there, long enough to forget how to talk (or write) hillbilly
talk, it seemed like. Still, I didn’t mind being called a hillbilly.
Life in the Ozarks had a tang. I liked everything about them, from
the blooming of the redbud and dogwood in springtime to pumpkin pies
and possum and coon hunting and listening to fox hounds in the fall.
I was born and bred here. This wilderness was in my blood. I felt as
much a part of it as does a back log to a fireplace. I was twenty
six years old now, and when I become fifty, I intend to retire, and
go sit on pappy’s rocker there on the front porch and rock and smoke
and think until I die.

Here on the side of Grapevine Mountain, high above the glistening of
Jack’s Fork below, for days and weeks and years back into the dim
past she had lived in splendid isolation, the silence, save for the
passing Hillman on the road below her cabin, as vast as the greenery
of the heaving land-billows rising higher and ever higher toward the
summit of the far ridge leaning against the blue heaven on the west,
below which was the great spring from which the stream Jack’s Fork
nursed and found perpetual substance. A skinny, faded creature in
her late forties, seemingly as antiquated as the furniture in the
two small rooms in her rustic cabin, yet she possessed the amazing
gift of cheerfulness. Even though her income was very meager, yet
she contrived to spread a spirit of near-opulence and comforting
friendliness about herself which was as convincing as was Mr.
Russell’s plush appearing abundance. In summer she mothered her
pansy beds, naming the little faces, as she called them, after the
little girls she taught in winter, the boys unslighted by living as
vegetables in her garden, the more refractory being a gooseberry
busy or wild plum tree.”

 

Leaf by Niggle

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Leaf by Niggle
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Italian edition of Tree and Leaf, depicting Niggle and his leaf
Author J. R. R. Tolkien
Country United Kingdom
Language English
Genre Fantasy short-story
Publisher Dublin Review
Publication date
January 1945
Media type Print
Preceded by The Hobbit
Followed by On Fairy-Stories

Leaf by Niggle” is a short story written by J. R. R. Tolkien in 1938–39[1] and first published in the Dublin Review in January 1945. It can be found, most notably, in Tolkien’s book titled Tree and Leaf, and in other places (including the collections The Tolkien Reader, Poems & Stories, A Tolkien Miscellany, and Tales from the Perilous Realm). This is notable because the book, consisting of a seminal essay called “On Fairy-Stories” and “Leaf by Niggle”, offers the underlying philosophy (Creation and Sub-Creation, see below) of much of Tolkien’s fantastical writings.

“Leaf by Niggle” is often seen as an allegory of Tolkien’s own creative process, and, to an extent, of his own life.

Plot summary[edit]

In this story, an artist, named Niggle, lives in a society that does not value art. Working only to please himself, he paints a canvas of a great Tree with a forest in the distance. He invests each and every leaf of his tree with obsessive attention to detail, making every leaf uniquely beautiful. Niggle ends up discarding all his other artworks, or tacks them onto the main canvas, which becomes a single vast embodiment of his vision.

However, there are many mundane chores and duties that prevent Niggle from giving his work the attention it deserves, so it remains incomplete and is not fully realised.

At the back of his head, Niggle knows that he has a great trip looming, and he must pack and prepare his bags.

Also, Niggle’s next door neighbour, a gardener named Parish, frequently drops by asking for various forms of help. Parish is lame and has a sick wife and genuinely needs help – Niggle, having a good heart, always takes time out to help but often reluctantly as he would rather work on his painting.

And Niggle has other pressing work duties that require his attention. Then Niggle himself catches a chill doing errands for Parish in the rain.

Eventually, Niggle is forced to take his trip, and cannot get out of it. He has not prepared, and as a result ends up in a kind of institution, in which he must perform menial labour each day.

In time, he is paroled from the institution, and he is sent to a place ‘for a little gentle treatment’. But he discovers that the new country he is sent to is in fact the country of the Tree and Forest of his great painting, now long abandoned and all but destroyed (except for the one perfect leaf of the title which is placed in the local museum) in the home to which he cannot return – but the Tree here and now in this place is the true realisation of his vision, not the flawed and incomplete form of his painting.

Niggle is reunited with his old neighbour, Parish, who now proves his worth as a gardener, and together they make the Tree and Forest even more beautiful. Finally, Niggle journeys farther and deeper into the Forest, and beyond into the great mountains that he only faintly glimpsed in his painting.

Long after both Niggle and Parish have taken their journeys, the lovely field that they built together becomes a place for many travellers to visit before their final voyage into the Mountains, and it earns the name “Niggle’s Parish”.

Analysis[edit]

One religious reading of Leaf by Niggle could lead to the conclusion that the allegory of “Leaf by Niggle” is life, death, purgatory and paradise.[2] Niggle is not prepared for his unavoidable trip, as humans often are not prepared for death. His time in the institution and subsequent discovery of his Tree represent purgatory and heaven.

But Leaf by Niggle can also be interpreted as an illustration of Tolkien’s religious philosophy of creation and sub-creation.[3] In this philosophy, true creation is the exclusive province of God, and those who aspire to creation can only make echoes (good) or mockeries (evil) of truth. The sub-creation of works that echo the true creations of God is one way that mortals honour God.

This philosophy is evident in Tolkien’s other works, especially The Silmarillion – one Vala, Morgoth, creates the Orc race as a foul mockery of the elf. Another Vala, Aulë, creates the Dwarf race as an act of subcreation[4] that honoured Eru Ilúvatar (The equivalent of God in Tolkien’s writings), and which Eru accepted and made real, just as Niggle’s Tree was made real.

Niggle’s yearnings after truth and beauty (God’s creations) are echoed in his great painting; after death, Niggle is rewarded with the realisation (the making-real) of his yearning. Or, if you prefer, Niggle’s Tree always existed – he simply echoed it in his art. From a metanarrative viewpoint, Tolkien’s Arda is itself a subcreation designed to honour the true stories of the real world. Thus, the Middle-earth legendarium, despite its lack of overt religious elements, can be interpreted as a profoundly religious work.[5]

An autobiographical interpretation[6] places Tolkien himself as Niggle – in mundane matters as well as spiritual ones. Tolkien was compulsive in his writing, his revision, his desire for perfection in form and in the “reality” of his invented world, its languages, its chronologies, its existence. Like Niggle, Tolkien came to abandon other projects or graft them onto his “Tree”, Middle-earth. Like Niggle, Tolkien faced many chores and duties that kept him from the work he loved;[3] and like Niggle, Tolkien was a horrible procrastinator.[7]

Tolkien himself might have disagreed with an allegorical interpretation. He wrote, in Letter 131 of The Letters of J. R. R. Tolkien, “I dislike Allegory”. In specific reference to Niggle, he wrote in Letter 241, “It is not really or properly an ‘allegory’ so much as ‘mythical’.” On the other hand, in Letter 153 he said, “I tried to show allegorically how [subcreation] might come to be taken up into Creation in some plane in my ‘purgatorial’ story Leaf by Niggle.”

Drew Benton and the Rose Mouth Grail

Two months ago I met Vicki and Drew in a fanciful land on Everquest. I looked like a grey-haried Danish King whom I name Wolferose. This name is derived from my study of the name Hrothmund a character in Beowulf.“Rosamund, Rosamond, Rosamunde, Rosemonde is of Teutonic origin,
having been formed from the Old male name Rhosmund, softened down
from Ruodmunt same as the Old and Middle high German name Hrothmond
(Icelandic Hrothmundr) old Gothis, Ratmund. Junius’ translation
Ruodmunt. “red mouth”. The name if from Ruod-munt for Rad-Mund “man
for counsel” councilor of Radmun, “protector in council”

Tolkein’s Ring Trilogy was inspired by the Icelandic Tales authored by, and about, my kindred.

Above is the artwork of my my niece who became an orphan in the world when her father, Garth Benton, died two weeks ago. Vicki has taken Rosamond’s daughter under her wing. She is a Foundling in Art Mundi. I am the Protector of the Grail Council known as the Rose of the World. The Sleeping Beauty – is awake!

Jan Hrothmund

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Beowulf, Rosamond (Hrothmond) and the Rose Mouth Grail

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(Images: Cup-beaer, Wealhbeow, serving mead. Coat of arms. Beowulf
fighting dragon. Wolfhouse. Brendal’s mother.)

A movie version of the legend of Beowulf is due to be released in a
week or two. Today I found the definitive proof the name Rosamond
comes from the Hrothmond/Hrothmund, and is the source of the Hromund
who is the hero of the Icelandic saga,’Hromundr Gripsson’ that
inspired Tolkein. Some scholars suggest this saga is the source of
some aspects of the Arthurian legend, as well as a source of the
Lohengrin legend.

Hrothmund is the son of Wealhþeow who preformed the ceremony of the
mead cup, she the cup-bearer for the Danish kings. No one has been
able to define the meaning of her name, but it looks like it ends
with “beow” and might stand for mead made of honeycones. It is
suggested she is a servant or “slave”, but I see Maiden Server of
Mead. Perhaps she is a mead goddess.
Hrothgar wishes to adopt Beowulf, but Wealhbeow bids the king to not
forget Hrothulf, which looks like Hrotwulf “famous wolf”
or “redwolf”. Hrothgar has two sons, Hrethric and Hrothmund, the
latter being the source of the name Rosamond. Did Beowulf become
Hrothmund’s half-brother?

Hrothmund is said to mean “rose mouth”. This is meaning of the name
Rosenmund of which we see a coat of arms with two roses and a cross.
There is a Rosenmund Cup that is the centerpiece for the Gerberzunft
Guild in Basel. Did this cup ever SERVE mead to distinguished guests,
if only in a traditonal sence?

Beowulf was written by a farmer named Rolf. Is it possible he is my
ancestor and lived in Wolfhouse where the Roesmonts dwelt?

http://www.gerbernzunft.ch/index.php?id=81

My family name, Rosamond, will forever be associated with the Beowulf
legend that depicts a usurption by Hroðulf, i.e. Hrólfr Kraki.

Here is the source of the name Rosamund found in “The Etymology of
the Principal Christian Names of Great …

By Richard Stephen Charnock

Rosamund, Rosamond, Rosamunde, Rosemonde is of Teutonic origin,
having been formed from the Old male name Rhosmund, softened down
from Ruodmunt same as the Old and Middle high German name Hrothmond
(Icelandic Hrothmundr) old Gothis, Ratmund. Junius’ translation
Ruodmunt. “red mouth”. The name if from Ruod-munt for Rad-Mund “man
for counsel” councilor of Radmun, “protector in council””

Jon Presco

Copyright 2007

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The Four Hollow Souls Raised by Kane

I own the Three Literary Spirits of the New World. At any given time these sprits will haunt Skipton Castle, Sleepy Hollow, or, the King’s Chapel in Boston. Here is my treatment for a movie – and book!

The Spirit of Saint Paul is awoken from a deep sleep. His old conscience was bothering him again. He had been a mass-murderer of the first Church, but, was saved by blinding light on the road to Damascus. Paul lied when he said it was Jesus who blinded him, and, later had conversations with him. He tried to tell the Church the truth before he died, but, Timothy intercepted his last letter to the Church in Paris.

It is from Paris that he feels the darkest energy he ever felt. He understands there was a child born of Cain, the murderer of his brother. From this lineage ‘The Beast’ of Revelations is now in the earth, and bringing all that is light into the Eternal Darkness. Employing darkness to fight darkness, Paul raises from the dead, John Wilson, who is Solomon Kane. Ichabod Krane, John Clifford, and Rip van Winkle.

Thinking the Son of the Beast will soon be dispatched to hell, and about to fall back into a Eternal Rest, Paul’s eyes are suddenly wide open!

“Uh-oh! I fucked up again. I just launched the Four Horseman of the Apocalypse. Oh well. Not my problem! It’s in God’s hands now!”

John Presco 007

Copyright 2018

http://www.shakespeareandhistory.com/young-clifford.php

https://rosamondpress.com/2017/07/14/brevoort-of-the-house-of-bourbon/

“For this very reason, I (Paul) truly thought in myself that I ought to do many things contrary to the name of Jesus the Nazarean, Which I also did in Jerusalem; and many of the saints I shut up in prisons, having received authority from the chief priests; and when they were put to death, I gave my full consent against them” (Acts 26:9 – 10, HBFV)

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Legend_of_Sleepy_Hollow

“Rip Van Winkle” is set in the years before and after the American Revolutionary War in a village at the foot of New York’s Catskill Mountains where Rip Van Winkle lives, a Dutch-American villager. One autumn day, Van Winkle wanders into the mountains with his dog Wolf to escape his wife’s nagging. He hears his name called out and sees a man wearing antiquated Dutch clothing; he is carrying a keg up the mountain and requires help. Together, the men and Wolf proceed to a hollow in which Rip discovers the source of thunderous noises: a group of ornately dressed, silent, bearded men who are playing nine-pins.

The Legend of Sleepy Hollow” is a horror story by American author Washington Irving, contained in his collection of 34 essays and short stories entitled The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon, Gent.. Written while Irving was living abroad in Birmingham, England, “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow” was first published in 1820. Along with Irving’s companion piece “Rip Van Winkle“, “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow” is among the earliest examples of American fiction with enduring popularity, especially during Halloween because of a character known as the Headless Horseman believed to be a Hessian soldier who lost his head to a cannonball in battle.[1]

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Legend_of_Sleepy_Hollow

Brevoort Womb Raiders

On this day, October 4, 2017, I declare myself Official Caretaker and Honorary Member of the Brevoort Family – attached to fellow artist – James Renwick Brevoort! God speed!

For the reason the law firm of Robert Brevoort Buck sold the Rosamond name and artistic legacy to outsiders, then trashed our family reputation with alleged accounts of incest in order to make money, then it only fitting that James be employed to lift me up from the gutter, and exalt me as I exalt all Brevoorts – save one!

For the reason Sydney, Buck&Snyder rejoined Christine and Garth in a posthumous un-holy matrimony, so non-family folks can make money, I believe a legal precedent has been set, and a trendy tradition established that involves Grave Robbing and Womb Raiding. No family tree is sacred – and safe!

Let us title this Time Transfer ‘The Famous Rip Van Winkle Rip’. I am also assuming the name Van Trump who was born in Paris, just incase he is kin to our President whose middle name is John. I will contest his Will.

I am also carrying the school of Found, and Ready Made Art – that Duchamp made famous – to the next level. Ready Made Artists – is all the rave! These Creative Transfers are approved by the Nine Muses who are The Source of All Creativity. Help yourself! Why be yourself? The Hudson River School has been utterly abandoned. All their landscaped are mine to roam around in, now, and long after I am dead! Cyber Land Deeds are coming!

Note the cheap trick James employs in reflecting stuff off a body of water.  He was a One Trick Pony. This is why he was doomed to obscurity – until I became him!

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John Van Trump Brevoort

On May 29,1889, John van Trump Breevort died. But, he did not stay dead. Born in Paris to the illustrious Breevort family, who were close to Washington Irving, there was a quest for eternal life that brought the van Trumps to a crypt outsider Paris. The Beast was born here. He was called ‘The Phantom of Paris’.

Rosamond Press

There is something very strange about this name; John van Trump Brevoort who was born in Paris and is listed as a “real estate agent” There is a John Brevoort connected to the Brady family and much property in Harlem. Did the Brevoort family attempt to elude paying taxes on the sale of property they owned? This may be a family tradition. Note that the names of the parents is not recorded. Is John illegitimate? Do the Brevoort’s alas recognize the Trumps who come to America and become famous New York realtors?

Jon Presco

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https://www.nytimes.com/2016/08/28/us/politics/donald-trump-housing-race.html

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frederick_Trump

Friedrich Trump was born in Kallstadt, Palatinate, then part of the Kingdom of Bavaria, to Johannes Trump and Katharina Kober.[3]:28 Confessionally, the village was Lutheran[4] like most of the Palatinate but in contrast to the Bavarian mainland which was overwhelmingly Catholic. Trump’s earliest known male…

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Enter – The Clifford Dragon

I have every intention of dethroning George Martin, grabbing his Emmy from his hand, melting it down to make a sword, and drive it into to cold green heart of his fictional dragon: For, he dips his pin into the Rosy Book and Blood of my ancestors, and makes money on our struggles  and sorrows.

The Clifford family bonded with the Greystokes, who appear to vanish into thin air, giving rise to the legend of Tarzan. Consider Miriam Starfish.

As a spirit, I will enter Skipton Castle and haunt this place where my ancestors did tread. If I were my daughter, I would put an end to her, and everyone’s Cat and Mouse Game, and take all that lured this minor child away form her father – to court! Too many mouse holes does a dull daughter, make. Be the Dragon Born, or the Dragon Gates will be closed to you……..forever!

Grasp the little meese by their tails, and put them outside the gate, and the rosy world will be yours.

John Rosamond Kane

https://www.jstor.org/stable/433151?seq=1#metadata_info_tab_contents

https://www.geni.com/people/Catherine-de-Greystoke-Baroness-Greystoke/6000000003243290614?through=6000000000436892516

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John de Clifford, 9th Baron Clifford (1435?-1461)

JOHN DE CLIFFORD, 9TH BARON CLIFFORD, son of Thomas, eighth baron Clifford, was born in 1435 or 1436.1

He makes his first appearance in February 1458, when, together with Somerset and the Earl of Northumberland, he is found ‘with a grete power’ lodged without ‘the walls of London aboute Temple barre and Westmynstre,’ clamouring for compensation for the death of his father at St. Albans. On this occasion the king [Henry VI] and his council intervened, and ordered the Duke of York and the Earls of Salisbury and Warwick to establish masses for the souls of the slain nobles and to pay their representatives ‘a notable sum of money.’2

Clifford seems now to have been perfectly reconciled with his former enemies, and his name is found as one of the lords attainted with York, Warwick, and Salisbury, after the battle of Blore Heath, at the parliament of Coventry in November 1459.3  About the same time (38 Henry VI) he was made commissary-general of the Scotch marches,4  and a conservator of the truce with Scotland.5  In July 1460 he was summoned to parliament.6

The Head of Richard of York, with a paper crownHe was one of the Lancastrian leaders at the battle of Wakefield7  in December 1460, where he is reported to have slain the Earl of Rutland, the young son of the Duke of York, with his own hands.8  For his acts of cruelty he is said to have received the by-name of ‘the Butcher’.9  In the same battle he is charged with having cut off the head of the dead Duke of York and presented it decked with a paper crown to Queen Margaret.10

Two months later he was present at the second battle of St. Albans (February 1461), but was slain within six weeks at Ferrybridge, on the eve of the battle of Towton.11  The same year he was attainted by act of parliament12  His barony of Skipton went to Sir William Stanley, that of Westmoreland to Richard of Gloucester.

He left three children, of whom the eldest, Henry (d.1523), is the hero of one of Wordsworth’s happiest poems.

Dragon Born Elijah

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I was born October 8, 1946 at 6:02 P.M. just as the sun set in Oakland California. Though the Draconid star shower did not peak till the next day, the nurses were bidding Rosemary to come to the window and look in amazement. She was too spent.

Two men who invaded Wales took the name Drago, which means ‘dragon’. King Henry 1  took Nest Rhys as his mistress. I am looking at Rosamond Clifford being the daughter of Rhys royalty, she exchanged with her brother in a peace treaty King Henry 11 made with the King of Wales.

I suspect Elijah conducted a battle of magic with the prophets of Baal. There were balls of fire over Los Angeles.

The Muslims claim they discovered America before Columbus. The Welsh ruler Madoc got here first. Did members of the Rhys family come with? Were any beautiful women on board. ISIS treats women very badly. Need I say I take the Muslim claim, and cast it down. Erdogen, the Muslim leader of Turkey, claims a Muslim sailor got here in 1178. Sorry Charlie! Madoc and my Welsh kindred got here in 1170.

Madog was fleeing the strife in Wales. His father fought King Henry 11 whose mistress was Rosamond Clifford, the granddaughter of Drago.

Jon ‘The Nazarite’

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‘Game Of Thrones’ Creators Talk How HBO Fantasy Has Changed TV And The “Extraordinary” Scope Of Season 8 – Emmys

Sir Lewis Clifford, Kt. is William Thomas Rosamond’s 13th great uncle’s great grandfather.

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Gender: Male
Birth: circa 1359
Bobbing, Kent, England, UK
Death: December 05, 1404 (41-49)
Bobbing, Kent, England, UK
Immediate Family: Son of Roger de Clifford, 5th Lord Clifford and Maud de Beauchamp
Husband of Eleanor de la Warre
Father of Lewis De Clifford; Elizabeth Vache; Richard De Clifford; Robert De Clifford and William de Clifford
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Gender: Male
Birth: circa 1150
Clifford Castle, Herefordshire, England
Death: January 23, 1221 (67-75)
Clifford Castle, Hay, Herefordshire, England
Place of Burial: Clifford Castle, Herefordshire, England
Immediate Family: Son of Walter FitzRichard de Clifford, 1st Baron Clifford and Margaret de Toëny
Husband of Lady Agnes de Cuni of Cavenby
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War of the Roses – With Real Thrones

The Game of Thrones is based upon the War of the Roses of which my kindred took part in. This discovery came about with the DNA test I took a year ago. Kim Hafner delivered my wake up call. My seventeen year old daughter betrayed me, walked out of my life and disappeared herself, in the belief this would bring HER FAME rather than me. She nearly destroyed me. This is the epitome of the Game of Thrones. This stabbing in the back by my Mordrid kept me from publishing my books that would have put me on TOP of the War of the Roses. However, all is not lost, because this blog, my newspaper, Royal Rosamond Press is a WONDER! It is a record of the Real War of the Roses. I will now seek, and get, the attention I long deserve!

Wait till you see the video of Heather Hanson’s Triumphant Parade of the Stars as she walks over the man who gave her life. Who in the fuck does she thinks she is? Holly Hunt allowed this to happen, also. She knew what her Dark Son was up to. Kim represents the clogged artery of creativity, the giant cyst place on my heart by utterly betrayal. No author has been so crucified.

John Presco 007

Copyright 2018

The novels and their adaptations base aspects of their settings, characters, and plot on events in European history.[21] Most of Westeros is reminiscent of high medieval Europe, from lands and cultures,[22] to the palace intrigue, feudal system, castles, and knightly tournaments. A principal inspiration for the novels is the English Wars of the Roses[23] (1455–85) between the houses of Lancaster and York, reflected in Martin’s houses of Lannister and Stark. The scheming Cersei Lannister evokes Isabella, the “she-wolf of France” (1295–1358);[21] Isabella and her family (particularly as portrayed in Maurice Druon‘s historical-novel series, The Accursed Kings) were also a main inspiration for Martin.[24]

Game of Thrones won the Emmy for Outstanding Drama Series at the 70th Primetime Emmy Awards, reigning victorious over the category for the third time in four years. Few people were happier about the achievement than George R. R. Martin, an executive producer on the show and the author of the source material.

Before celebrating at the afterparties — and getting a chance to sip Sterling Wines with the stars of the HBO hit — the 69-year-old reacted to the big win.

“I’m buzzed and excited and exhausted, surprised. All of those things,” he exclusively told Us Weekly after the award show on Monday, September 17.

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Some of my fans have objected to the term ‘fake history’ that I’ve bandied about in past blog posts and announcements in reference to ‘The Princess and the Queen’ and ‘Sons of the Dragon’ and the like,” he said. “Very well; let’s call this one ‘imaginary historyinstead. The essential point being the ‘history’ part. I love reading popular histories myself, and that’s what I was aiming for here. Not historical fiction, not fantasy, no… but something more akin to Thomas B. Costain’s monumental (and wonderfully entertaining) four-volume history of the Plantagenets. (But with dragons. Did I mention the dragons?)”

EXCLUSIVE: Docu-drama The Real War of Thrones: A History of Europe, produced by French/UK indie Pernel Media, has closed a raft of deals across Europe, Russia and Australia. While the producers are not aligning themselves with Game of Thrones, the four-part series tells a number of stories that are as bloody as those in HBO’s epic drama.

https://deadline.com/2018/02/real-life-game-of-thrones-historical-doc-sold-to-global-broadcasters-1202305555/

We always envisaged The Real War of Thrones: A History of Europe as a premium docu-drama series that will travel well so we’re delighted with the sales achieved by France TV Distribution so far,” said Samuel Kissous, President of Pernel Media.

Julia Schulte, Director of Foreign Sales at France TV Distribution added, “Our commitment is to provide viewers from all around the world access to original creations and high-end content. We are pleased to work with Pernel Media and are proud to sell The Real War of Thrones: A History of Europe internationally, which has also enjoyed success on France 5. We adopted a two-beat rhythm strategy, first with presales in Australia and Canada and then a sale to Viasat World. Other deals are also in progress.”

https://deadline.com/2018/02/real-life-game-of-thrones-historical-doc-sold-to-global-broadcasters-1202305555/

LOS ANGELES—Shedding light on the much-rumored events of the upcoming eighth and final season, a newly released teaser for the wildly popular HBO series of Game Of Thrones that aired Monday centered around the image of a cackling, power-mad George R.R. Martin burning the completed manuscript of Winds Of Winter. “This season is finally going to give fans much-needed confirmation that George R.R. Martin will, in fact, finish his long-awaited sixth novel in the A Song Of Ice And Fire series, only to rip it apart and feed it into a blazing fire, page by page,” said fan Bennett Mills, recounting the incredible attention to detail evident in the brief, barely legible glimpses of dialogue between Arya and Sansa Stark right before the pages were engulfed by flames. “This completely changes my expectations. I’m such a huge fan that I’m pretty much game for whatever they have in store—and, honestly, the trailer is packed full of hints about the crazed tyrannical author bringing about swift and crushing destruction this season. It was a pretty blink-or-you’ll-miss-it moment, so you might have to watch it a couple times to catch the part where he feeds the final 400 pages into an industrial paper shredder. It happens fast, but it’s instantly recognizable to any true fan of the show.” At press time, Game Of Thrones fans were attempting to decode the meaning of the opening shot of the trailer, which showed Martin stuffing the first three pages of the manuscript in his mouth before urinating on the rest.

THE ROMAN CODEX

A month ago a friend of the Sinclair family replied to my post on Ian Sinclair, where I make the case that he and other members of the Sinclair Clan ganged up on me, and, banned, censored, shamed me, and tried to defame me and my study of my mother’s maiden name. ROSAMOND! He wanted me to remove my testimony, and – drop dead! There was much fanfare to the Sinclair DNA test, then came arguments over their bloodline that I could not take part in because I do not share one drop of their precious blood. What happened to Freedom of Religion – in Europe? How many Men of God fled the Isles to America?

This exclusiveness may change with my discovery the Wilsons descend from the De Clifford family, and thus most of the Royalty of Europe. I just found this out – yesterday! In spite of all the people who did their damnedest to make me quit my research, I just made a stunning discovery 40 minutes ago. My blood-kin, Reverend John Wilson, is the subject of Hawthorne’s ‘The Scarlet Letter’. How timely with the appointment of Kavanaugh to the Supreme Court. I will now read this book. I have a vision of me reading exerts of it in a Senate Hearing. Here is the Trunk of our Democratic Tree! Jesus forgives the woman accused of Adultery which is still seen as INNOVATIVE! Welcome to the The New World!

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Jimmy Dale Rosamond Clifford

Here is my genealogy I posted that links me with the Plantagenents who took part in the War of the Roses.

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Here is the page I began about Jimmy Rosamond who has done a fantastic job with the Rosamond Family Genealogy. I informed him that we are kin to Rosamond Clifford.

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Sir Lewis Clifford, Kt. is William Thomas Rosamond’s 13th great uncle’s great grandfather.

Frank Wesley “Royal” Rosamond

Gender:

Male

Birth:

December 18, 1881
Missouri

Death:

circa November 26, 1953 (67-75)
Prob Oklahoma

Place of Burial:

Sunny Lane Sec. 13, lot S13-RN-7, Del City, Oklahoma

Immediate Family:

Son of William…

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Ben Toney

There is going to be another history program on Ben’s kindred.

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I felt like Ben Toney was my brother. Our mutual interest in genealogies that we shared on facebook, made us like family. Alas, after his death, I am able to go to Ben’s facebook, without smoke getting in my eyes. Being the ‘Family Genealogist’ can be the loneliest title known to man. In one post Ben says “I just can’t stop”. I concur. For this reason I am going to ask Raquel Toney if she will take a DNA test because I just discovered I descend from the de Toney and de Clifford family.

https://rosamondpress.com/2018/07/16/robert-wilson-maried-jane-lee/

This page is under construction. Shakespear is in my family tree via the famous ministers John and William Wilson

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Ben Toney

Ben Toney I’ve been into this for over 50 years, Karen, and I just can’t stop.

Ben Claud Toney passed away on May 10th 2018 at the age of 87…

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