I’m alive!

Above is a photo of me on Mount Tamalpais in 1975 taken by my lover, Gloria Ehlers, whom I lived with for three years. When I was thirteen, Bill and I camped here. Every summer we came here for our communion. For a week, we practiced our religion. We used to lie down in the middle of the warm road after the sun had set looking up at the stars as they appear. Tens of millions of people have seen this road in countless car commercials. We never felt so alive! It is time for me to shout from this mountain top, and put my survivor’s guilt aside. I’ve had a glorious life in spite of my grievous setbacks, and, have seen God! Tamalaias means ‘Sleeping Maiden’. This is the one I have come to awaken, with a kis

When Christine and Vicki were ten and six, an angel bathed in a blue light appear at the foot of Christine Rosamond’s bed. Kay, the old crone, saw a bright blue light enter her bedroom while she slept. I began my autobiography ‘Bonds With Angels’ in 1992. I believe the Rose Mystica has intervened in my families lives for the reason she wants to a Protestant, a Jew, a Muslim, a Hindu, a Buddhist, ect. ect. because long ago she was captured by the wrong church, that became the Catholic church. The other name of my autobiography was ‘Capturing Beauty’.

I look so much like Victor and William Stuttnmister in this photo. My father was named after these two brothers who came from Berlin, where our kindred are buried. A statue of Jesus guards their remains. His hands are saying “These are mine!”

From that monument to the dead, to a mountain top in California! Let this be said about my kindred……..”We’re alive!”

I have awoken the Mystical Rose, as promised!

Jon Gregory Presco

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