Two years ago before I received a letter from Rena, I learned she was a widow living on the Isle of Wight. I called to her in a blog, with this song.
Rena begins her letter, thus;
“Here I am!”
She is responding to another post. She had not read this one posted on July 26 2012. I had not read any pages from The Lion of God’ for a long time, until yesterday.
“Where has your lover gong, most beautiful woman (man). Which way did your lover turn, that we may look for him (her) with you?
Marilyn was my first disciple. Somewhere in their being Lara and Belle understand I am calling them to be my disciple. I asked God for a disciple-lover when I looked down at the sea from the pier. Five minutes later, Rena comes out of a dark doorway, and asks;
“May I walk with you?”
“I have worked as a janitor now, for about thirteen years……”
I became Rena’s disciple the minute I saw her in the light at my sister’s home. We were in awe of her beauty.
Jon Presco
Copyright 2018
The Royal Janitor
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Members of the armed forces in protective suits investigate a property in Winterslow near Salisbury in Britain, 12 March 2017. Russian ex-spy Sergei Skripal and his daughter were attacked with a nerve agent on 04 March 2018. Skripal and his daughter Yulia remain in a ‘very serious’ condition.
Investigation into possible poisoning of former Russian spy, Salisbury, United Kingdom – 12 Mar 2018
‘The Royal Janitor’
by
Jon Presco
Copyright 2018
Sabrina Victoria Eastman could not get to Osborne House fast enough. When she got behind the wheel of her 1961 Jaguar she named ‘Grey Cloud’ the young women who picked her up at the airport tried not to show that she had been warned. She was two shades a pale grey when they arrived at the palace built for Victoria and Albert. She tried to keep up on unsteady legs. The blood was returning to her hands now that she unloosened her grip. As they made their way into the basement she realized she had an experience better than sex. She was a virgin. All her blood veins were alive with an energy she did not know existed. She felt adventurous, and nauseous. She knew she would never be the same.
At the stainless steel door, Sabrina stopped, pointed up, and asked;
“What does that say?”
It says……….”I can tell that you are quite left-leaning.”
“Why is it there?” Sabrina asked.
“To remind us to never underestimate anyone. And, never think for a second a whacked-out poet-artist and Bohemian type, is not a true patriot.”
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