The Bridge of Light
The bottom two photos show a hole in the rock I climbed, twice. The second time I crossed over this bridge, I was bleeding profusely from a deep gash in the palm of my hand that I had to use to get us over this narrow place. I left bloody palm prints on the bridge. My two alarmed friends handed me across. Their eyes were black saucer due to the high dosage of LSD we took, that made it very difficult for them to stand. I was going into shock and could barely use my legs. This is when I had a vision of being lifted down from the cross. If I was left on this rock, I would die on this rock.
Here are some photos I took of the piece of the rock I retrieved when I returned twenty years later. It fits the rock I painted for the Coalition President Obama formed to fight ISIS. I used Mount Sinai as a model.
In February of 1968, my two friends and I walked down this path to
the sea after dropping one of most powerful doses of Owsley’s finest
LSD to date. It was unseasonably warm.
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After walking along a sandy beach, Kieth Purvis, and James Taylor,
began to climb this beautiful rock that the sun sat upon. I followed
after them. Halfway up the LSD began to kick in, and all of a sudden
my legs felt very weak. Almost to the top, I looked up and saw Keith
and James walk into the sun. This was a very powerful dose, and I
knew we were in for a ride.
I stood up at the zenith of the rock, for just a second. I was
wearing hard-sole shoes and suddenly my foot gave way on the jagged
rocks and I was going down – hard! I found myself tumbling down the
steep side of the rock and put my hands out to stop my slide over
the edge. A jagged rock tore into the plam of my left hand and tore
away the flesh exposing part of the bone. I had stopped my fall just
a foot from the edge, my feet almost dangling over a two hundred
foot fall to the sea below. I was looking at sea lions on a rock
below, and thought that they would be witness to my fall if I could
not get back up.
I called to my friends, and they came to my rescue. One held the
hand of the other as he came down the slope and grabbed for my hand
to pull me up. This accomplished, the three of us sat huddled atop
this rock staring at each other and our incredibly dialated eyes.
The first part of a LSD trip can be harrowing as you feel all this
energy shooting up your spinal colomn, and it is best one be on
their back, in a secure invironment. Our looks told each other this
was more then a powerful dose. Someone said they could not move.
Someone said we have to get off this rock while we still can.
The sun was now an hour from setting. We literally crawled down from
that rock, hanging on to each other, helping each other over the
most difficult parts. There was a rocky bridge about seven feet
across.
The first words I spoke after I came back to life, after lying in my room for two days, was’
“I am thirsty. I would like a glass of water.”
Tim Scully’s sister had approached me, knelt, took my hand, and asked me what I wanted. Tim was a member of the Brotherhood of Eternal Love, as was my friend who was with me when I died on a powerful dose of Orange Sunshine, of which I had an hour before taken another dose so I could get back into my body. There were about five members of the Brotherhood present who had heard of my death. I never met them.
When I took a few sips of water from the crystal goblet, I said this;
“With this water I swallow, I wash the drug LSD from my system, into my urinary track, and I need to use the toilet, where I will flush this drug into the sea, and dilute it, take it from you forever. The game is over.”
And I rose, and did just that. I purged Orange Sunshine from my body, and a movement I was a part of. Later, I would tell two young men who were preparing a batch of LSD for Europe;
“The cops are outside waiting for you.You’re going to get busted.”
Most of the Brotherhood got busted – after the powerful king-like entity that was inside me, rebuked them, with permission of the Lord of Truth I beheld on McClure’s Beach February 11, 1967. I was being asked to be a anti-war Messiah. The LSD I took, did not go with me where I saw my sisters adorned in the jewels of heaven. Back here on earth, I was adorned in precious jewels with wisdom beyond compare. LSD was doing damage to a very delicate God-consciousness that I have been attuned to most of my life.
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Above is a photograph of the cave I visited for the third time. The first time was with a group of about eight people who were taking LSD in order to “Know thyself”. This was at the end of 1965. It was not a matter of who you knew, or, what you were. We were not into attainment, inheriting money from your dead kindred so you could carry on their lifestyle. We sought the death of the ego so we could be liberated.
Yesterday I noticed that the Mendes da Costa family are kin to the de Rover (Roover) family who married into the Rosemont family, and were members of the Swan Brethren of which William of Orange belonged. William was made a loan by the famous banking family of Suossa in order to launch his invasion of England in what is called ‘The Glorious Revolution’ that evangelicals claim has come to America, and one day will establish a theocratic state vs. a democracy.
For months I have been asking folks; “Did Jesus establish a democracy?” I got no answer! It looks like Jesus’ kindred helped found – THIS DEMOCRACY – along with my kinfolk! Evangelicals want it both ways! They want to rule a earthly and heavenly kingdom, but, can’t produce Divine Permission – or a Deed of Trust – like I can! One need only look at County Records to see who owns those sixty acres at Plantation Point. I wonder what bank holds the mortgage?
This Promised Land by Samuel Josefa de Mattos, looms large, for this promise was made to one who appears to be kin to Samuel, and, WE shed our blood fighting the British for this “Jew’s Land” in the American Revolution.
Above is the oldest surviving painting of four generations of the de Rover family being ushered by Saint George before ‘Our Sweet Lady’ who was venrated by the Swan Brethren. Who is she – really?
I have climed in many posts I am the true Swan Knight who descends from a Secret Linage. Today, that linage is found. There is a link between the Sephardic Jews and the Huguenots that is just being uncovered.
Jon Presco
Copyright 2012
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1648 DIEGO TEIXEIRA (ABRAHAM SENIOR) (Portugal-Germany)
A former Spanish diplomat, he decided after moving to Hamburg to return to Judaism and had himself and his sons circumcised. Despite a vicious denunciation by the Viennese court, the Hamburg senate refused to confiscate his property and wealth. Teixeira founded the international banking house that became known as Teixeira de Mattos. In 1655 he was appointed by Sweden as its local diplomatic and financial minister. Teixeira was active in the Jewish community and helped build the new Sephardic synagogue in Hamburg.
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