August 2015

William Carter Spann was the manager of the building I lived in on Shafter with Gloria Ehlers. Bill may be the foremost celebrity of the Bohemian enclave gathering momentum in Temescal, an area in Oakland next to Rockridge. There is a Friday Art Walk and neighborhood fair. I love the Temescal Alley. The news tonight…

  Last night I discovered the opening shot of the trillion dollar war against members of a Pagan Cult that led to the imprisoning of mullions, many of them white hippies, beats, and Bohemians. This war began when Alemeda District Attroney, Earl Warrne instructed Oakland Cops to raid a house on Forest Street. As fate would…

Rosemary said I used to beat my head against the wall in a room by myself. When she came in and tried to stop me, I would throw a fit. When she left I would go back to sitting cross-legged and hitting my head. For years there was a bump and a scar that looks…

Originally posted on Rosamond Press: In 1994 I was at Vic’s home, when he got a serious call. He told me these guys from back East had flown into town and were coming over to have a private chit-chat with the Cap. After letting two thugs in the door, they went to the Caps home…

Around midnight on Saturday, I got on my computer and looked at Facebook. Thinking of Sandra, I checked my sister’s FB, and saw that she had not deleted my posts, and wondered if she was dead. This notion became overpowering. I looked at all my kin for any sign. The next morning after blogging I got…

Originally posted on Rosamond Press: What got me interested in the Holy Blood Grail story was the employment of Saint Germain who releases a bevy of roses from her apron. Two years prior, I had a psychic reading at the Berkeley Psychic Institute where I was told I had died. There is a technique called…

  The world-famous artist, Christine Rosamond Benton began her autobiography talking about how different I looked from my siblings. She said I was taller and more slender, while they were squat. I had long graceful fingers, they had stubby fingers. Then, there was my aquiline nose. My siblings had short upturned noses. You can see…

Originally posted on Rosamond Press: Everything has changed and is now making sense. Above is a photograph of Dorothea Witherspoon and myself taken in 1971. We have just flown from Columbia South Carolina to Los Angeles. I wanted Dottie to meet my mother. We talked about getting married. I had just met about twenty members…

Originally posted on Rosamond Press: “The arrival of John Preston in America was scarcely second in importance to the arrival of the Pilgrims at Plymouth.” When I entered the Oregon Historic Society, I was stopped in my tracks when I beheld a baby-blue Ford pickup truck surrounded by crates of synthetic fruits and vegetables. My…

Erdogan is the Snake of Snakes. He employed lies to trick our President and betray the American People and the Kurds who I have proven were the first church called ‘The Way’. That ‘The Way’ finds themselves surrounded by enemies, at war once again with the slave masters of the world, is prophetic. The Snake is…