What I have been doing in this blog, my newspaper ‘Royal Rosamond Press’ is branding the Rosamond Name. I would have Paris Hilton and Kim and Kimberly Kardashian in my Ian Fleming Rebirth Film. Paris is in my Rose Family Tree, she kin to Liz who is the most BRANDED Woman in history, but, that Brand is done poorly. The Bond Brand has been destroyed. I claim it – and give it new life!
There is only ONE TASK for James Bond to do, that is still left, undone, and that is to make his way through the thorns and roses to where Sleeping Beauty lie, give her a kiss, and awaken the Rose of the World Kingdom. However, that kiss is too late. I have already posted on Victoria Bond administering that kiss, which is one of the most beautiful things I have read. I have trouble believing I wrote it. It came from – The Muse.
Once again, Christine Rosamond gave me full credit for her amazing overnight success. She said I showed her what constituted good and bad art in the many art books I checked out of the Santa Monica library after I dropped out of High School.
If you were, wise, you would hire me, give me a million dollars a year.
John Presco 007
Anything Kim Kardashian does, Paris Hilton did first — according to Paris, at least.
On Thursday, the 37-year old heiress Instagrammed a few photos from a Brendan Forbes-lensed shoot she did in 2017 — including a lead image of herself propped up on a bed of roses and strategically covered with petals.
Fans quickly began comparing the shoot (and Hilton’s decision to share it now) to her former BFF Kardashian’s campaign for her new cherry blossom-themed KKW Beauty collection.
Kardashian’s shoot, which was released Tuesday, features the 37-year-old mogul posing in a nude bra and thong on a bed of cherry blossoms — again, partly covered by flowers. One of the Greg Swales-shot images quickly became Kardashian’s most-liked Instagram photo to date.
Adding fuel to the fire, Hilton followed up her Instagram post with another labeling herself “the OG.”
Both Hilton’s and Kardashian’s shoots appear to be inspired by an iconic shot from “American Beauty,” in which actress Mena Suvari is naked and covered with falling roses in a fantasy sequence.
Buck&Morris Destroyed Rosamond Brand
The Story of Rosamond
To discover Robert Brevoort Buck descends from a lineage of big business men, is astounding, because his law firm destroys the Rosamond Brand Name, that is one of the oldest in human history. Royal Rosamond understood this. If Rosamond was a car, then you would not publish a biography wherein the designer and maker of the Rosamondmobile is a drunken lout who drove like a mad man.
“His secret is out! His cars are bewitched!”
Sydney Morris straddles the legal fence by giving the impression ‘The Rosamod Children’ come first, but, after the tell-all book, and shocking movie, rakes in the big bucks – that do not go to my nieces! Christine’s could have rendered Rosamonds for forty years. Then, their children could pick up the gauntlet. I tried to explain this to my ex-daughter. She chose to go with the incompetents and know-nothings – who sucked the remaining MAGIC out of the roses! There is no MAGIC in law-speak! There is no MAGIC in Stacey Pierrot. Any suggestion there is MAGIC in me, was met by hisses, and oinks of rage!
Why didn’t Bob Buck call together ‘The Meeting of the Magical Minds’ and get an expert opinion from the BIE and Marin Community Foundation? He would have done it for a famous pilot who started a business. Not one expert is called upon in regards to Christine’s mental illness. Prove it! How many big lawyers think I am insane, the Mentor with THE SOLUTION? We could have been as big as Disney – and still can! But, we are playing Bucky Rogers ‘Fly Boy’ with gobs of MONEY! Von Trump is Bob’s kindred. Then, there is MY spirituality!
Because I am the only one looking for MORE MAGIC, I discovered the author George McDonald. How did I miss him.
“The Wise Woman: Princess Rosamond, spoiled rotten by her foolish parents, has grown into a little monster who insists on her own way in everything and throws violent tantrums if she is denied. Rosamond’s parents finally send for the Wise Woman, who takes Rosamond away with her and introduces her to a whole new concept: discipline.”
George MacDonald (10 December 1824 – 18 September 1905) was a Scottish author, poet, and Christian minister. He was a pioneering figure in the field of fantasy literature and the mentor of fellow writer Lewis Carroll. His writings have been cited as a major literary influence by many notable authors including W. H. Auden, C. S. Lewis, J. R. R. Tolkien, Walter de la Mare, E. Nesbit and Madeleine L’Engle. C. S. Lewis wrote that he regarded MacDonald as his “master”: “Picking up a copy of Phantastes one day at a train-station bookstall, I began to read. A few hours later,” said Lewis, “I knew that I had crossed a great frontier.” G. K. Chesterton cited The Princess and the Goblin as a book that had “made a difference to my whole existence”.
Elizabeth Yates wrote of Sir Gibbie, “It moved me the way books did when, as a child, the great gates of literature began to open and first encounters with noble thoughts and utterances were unspeakably thrilling.”
Even Mark Twain, who initially disliked MacDonald, became friends with him, and there is some evidence that Twain was influenced by MacDonald. Christian author Oswald Chambers wrote in his Christian Disciplines that “it is a striking indication of the trend and shallowness of the modern reading public that George MacDonald’s books have been so neglected”.
The Wise Woman and Other Stories by George MacDonald
I first read The Wise Woman years ago, courtesy of a church library, in an edition titled The Lost Princess. I was familiar with George MacDonald’s other fairytales, The Princess and the Goblin and The Princess and Curdie, and was happy to find another, similar story. It was greatly edifying to me then, but I re-read it again last weekend (partly as an aperitif for Phantastes), and found that the story had grown with me.
The volume I read also contained some of MacDonald’s other fairy tales, and I’ll review them briefly as well.
The Wise Woman: Princess Rosamond, spoiled rotten by her foolish parents, has grown into a little monster who insists on her own way in everything and throws violent tantrums if she is denied. Rosamond’s parents finally send for the Wise Woman, who takes Rosamond away with her and introduces her to a whole new concept: discipline.
Meanwhile, north of Rosamond’s kingdom, the daughter of a shepherdess also draws the Wise Woman’s attention. Agnes looks like a model girl, apart from occasional obstinacy, but the Wise Woman sees the pride, self-satisfaction, and hypocrisy lurking beneath the surface.
Two little girls, one naughty, the other obedient. But is there hope for either of them?
Little Daylight: This short story is a poignant twist on the familiar Sleeping Beauty. Little Princess Daylight is cursed by an evil fairy to sleep all day and wake all night, and to wax and wane with the moon.
Cross Purposes: The Fairy Queen sends two messengers to bring her a boy and girl from a nearby village. The messengers soon lose the two young people, and the pair of them navigate the confusing borders of fairyland together in an attempt to return home to their village.
The Castle: A Parable: A large family of siblings living together in a wonderful castle resent their elder brother’s iron-handed rule, and even try to imprison him.
Reading this book reminded me why George MacDonald’s wonderful fairy-tales have always been so treasured by Christian writers from CS Lewis to Madeleine L’Engle. A word often used to describe these stories is “mythopoeic”–that is, the stories communicate eternal truth through the medium of fairy-tale and legend. Mythopoeic writing is not quite allegory (although, as CS Lewis pointed out, George MacDonald’s fantasy “hovers between the allegorical and the mythopoeic”), since it tends to use but not be entirely dominated by symbols. On the other end of the scale from allegory you would have most contemporary “world-building” fantasies, where the major challenge for the author lies in subcreating a detailed world with specific geography, history, laws of nature, and technology rather than reproducing the “mythic” effect of a legend. Think of it as a sliding scale with pure metaphysical symbolism down one end (allegory) and raw geopolitical speculation up the other end (world-building). Mythopoeia would fall in the middle, able to overlap with either of the other two. Edmund Spenser’s The Faerie Queen is a good example of allegory; The Lord of the Rings is a good example of mythopoeia; The Chronicles of Narnia might fall slightly toward the allegory side of mythopoeia, and a book like KM Weiland’s Dreamlander might lean towards world-building.
Where was I? Oh yes. So MacDonald’s fairy-tales are primarily mythopoeic, with an allegorical slant. They are stories written to imitate myth, intended to explore and develop some aspect of Truth. Little Daylight, for example, with its wonderful eucatastrophe, has sweet things to say about Providence, humility, and selflessness (or charity, which is the same thing). The theme of Cross Purposes seems to be the misleading nature of appearances, and The Castle seems to be talking about Law and Grace.
The Wise Woman, though, is the star attraction of this book, a little more allegorical than the other stories. It’s an astoundingly rich story–I feel as though all sorts of things are happening here which I can barely even gesture towards. Then, one of the things MacDonald does very well (which I had forgotten until I had read this book) is to invent things and settings which take root in the imagination. In this book there is a cottage with no doors: you must knock at the blank wall before the door will turn out to have been there all along. Inside the cottage is a bed of living heather, which must be watered every day, and there is a little door behind the clock which leads to the hall of a palace, where the walls are covered in pictures so real that you can step through them into the scenes they represent. The imagery in each case is very simple. But you don’t forget any of it. In an allegory each of these things would have some plain symbolic meaning. But in a mythopoeia, the imagery simply reminds you strongly of something on the edge of consciousness. Perhaps the doorless cottage is a commentary upon the verse “Knock, and it shall be opened unto you.” Then, perhaps it isn’t. But it feels as though it could be.
The imagery in mythopoeia is elusive. If it wasn’t for MacDonald dropping a broad hint that his Wise Woman is somehow identified with Una of The Faerie Queene I would find it difficult to say what she might be a symbol of. Even so, I can only make guesses. Truth? The Holy Church? Or perhaps the best guess, Wisdom herself?
I’m not trying to nail it down, and I wouldn’t recommend trying. Most mythopoeic imagery is best flying free; you must unmake it, clip its wings, and slice it open if you want to pin it down, and then it no longer looks like itself.
Besides, there is plenty of very plain teaching in this little story. It’s primarily the story of two kinds of sin: the outright rebellion of Rosamond, and the sly conceit of Agnes. (Spoilers ho!) In the end, only one of them repents. Rosamond’s hard heart is eventually broken, and she learns to rule herself; but Agnes, having been shown her sin and the ugliness thereof, continues obstinately in the same sin. To be honest, I am a little tired of the assumption, rather trendy these days, that religious hypocrisy is somehow the worst of sins, bordering on unforgiveable. But although MacDonald’s story ends with the hypocrite unrepentant, I didn’t get the feeling that he treated Agnes as any worse than Rosamond.
Perhaps this was the thing I found most compelling about the story as I read it this time: it portrayed repentance as a work of divine grace. Again and again, Agnes and more commonly Rosamond attempt to mend their ways, and pride themselves for a while on their newfound righteousness, only to slip right back into the same evil at the first temptation. Again and again, MacDonald cautions us that the little girl only happens to be in a good mood, or to be afraid of punishment, or something of the sort: but her heart is still sinful. One thing this drives home for the reader is the fact that both the girls are in need of the same thing: divine grace. Both of them are capable of being in a good mood, or temporarily mending their attitudes. But the fact that Rosamond mends, and Agnes does not, has less to do with how depraved they are, and more to do with grace.
|George? The General Assembly sent me. They aren’t happy.|
The Wise Woman could be read with great profit by anyone old enough to feel the temptation of either rebellious wrath or self-satisfied pride. As a child, I found it an engaging and edifying story. As an adult, I’m in awe both of its artistry and of what it has to say about discipline and grace. We live in a culture that (like Princess Rosamond’s parents) never disciplines their children, and then looks around them in surprise when the children turn into little monsters. Discipline and good training is certainly a step in the right direction, but discipline is not enough. After all, both Rosamond and Agnes had the benefit of the Wise Woman’s training and admonition. And it’s divine grace that makes all the difference in the end.
Now, before any of you comment and mention it, I am aware that George MacDonald was a Universalist, and I don’t mean to excuse or endorse that in the least. I kept a close eye out (because my great-great-grandfather was SOLOMON KANE, PURITAN ADVENTURER *scare chord*) but I didn’t spot anything particularly Universalist in this book. As far as I can tell at this point, MacDonald managed somehow both to hold a doctrine which believed all people would eventually be saved, and to retain a more or less robust view of total depravity and irresistible grace. Even a stopped watch is right twice a day, and this book was excellent. I warmly recommend it.
Find The Wise Woman at Amazon, The Book Depository, Project Gutenberg (as A Double Story), or Librivox (as The Lost Princess).