Monthly Archives: February 2013

In 1990 I began my novel ‘The Lion of God’ where I depict John the Baptist as the true Messiah married to Mary Magdalene. Many theologians had concluded Jesus was an invention, and that Saint Paul corrupted this myth in … Continue reading →

Above is the painting of Godfrey de Bouillon by Claude Vigon that appeared in the book ‘Holy Blood, Holy Grail’. The authors of this book sued Dan Brown for copyright infringement, and lost. Above is a letter I sent Judge … Continue reading →

When I came across aunt Lillian’s letter, I forgave her, and wanted her to be an immortal when it comes to my revelations about the Holy Grail. Here alas is an accurate and historic account of the family artists. Lillian … Continue reading →

After I posted on the church of Victor, I turned on the news and heard the Vicar of Christ may have resigned because of a coming scandal. In 1990 I sent a forty page letter to my siblings warning them … Continue reading →

I would love to author a story about an angel sent by the Star of the Sea to save a un-named person from death due to a pending accident on rocks by the sea. The only trouble is, this angel … Continue reading →

No family member called me on Christmas Day. Vicki was at Victor’s death-bed when he died. My daughter will not be there for me when I die. What is my crime? Victor was a pedophile, rapist, loan shark. He was … Continue reading →

In 1969 I discovered the Nazarene Artists who had a strong influence upon the Pre-Raphaelites. After my spiritual experience after my fall on the rocks at Maclure’s Beach, I was looking for a vehicle to bring my spiritual visions to … Continue reading →

My younger sister, Vicki, reveled in the claim she was Victor’s only child, now, or – ever! She was not only his only loyal child, she was his ‘Little Wife’. Vic fired one of his young secretaries for suggesting Vic … Continue reading →

Our bonds with angels began early one Saturday morning when Christine and my younger sister, Vicki, came rushing into the Boys Room at the first sign I was awake. I was ten years old at the time, Christine nine, and … Continue reading →

Above is a photo of me with my family sitting at a table. Christine is looking at a photo of my painting of Rena as Stella Maris. She is standing in a sea of grass looking West at the setting … Continue reading →