After my death, I took LSD again in order to fully come back. Members of the Brotherhood of Light were there. One man had me throw the I Ching which is on the Kesey mural book shelf. He became my patron. He was behind Owsley and Scully. I rendered an image of my muse, Rena, that my sister beheld, and took up art. https://rosamondpress.com/2014/09/05/renaissance-castle/
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It was my late sister, the world famous artist, Christine Rosamond Benton,
who suggested I was the reincarnation of Leonardo Da Vinci. Before she took up a brush, I was her idol. When she was ten, she and my Vicki (age six) saw an angel at the foot of her bed bathed in a blue light. The old crone up the street saw a bright blue light enter her bedroom. This light left a circle of burn holes in her lace curtain.
Our muse, Rena Easton Christiansen, has walked out of several Da Vinci paintings. I will post next on the Rosemont family of Holland, who were at the head of the Dutch Renaissance. I was destined to find this lost Renaissance, because these Swan Brethren are my blood-kin.
Like Leonardo, my interests are many. I have too much to do. In all this talk about a Holy Grail and…
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