My Wicked, Wicked Mother

Elijah’s Cup and Chair

The premise of Christianity, is – we are born sinners – and must surrender to Jesus to be born again. When Rosemary Rosamond lined up to be born, she asked God for a double portion of sin, so that she will have something to really be repentative about. God said;

“I am a Just God who treats all of my children, equally. If you want more sins, go see that guy over there1”

Rosemary stood before Satan, and asked for more sins to be really sorry about, and Satan said;

“You will be a Saint, a Nun in the Order of Satin Francis. Now go and be the best Saint you can be.”

A month after our President was assassinated in Dallas, my mother said this while we were gathered around our television set;

“I know who killed Kennedy.”

“Who?” we four said as one!”

“I’m not going to tell!”M

They just released the full Kennedy Report. Jack Ruby may be the darkest man that ever lived. He was a master of the underworld in a way that is not understood. He got things done. He very well could have killed Kennedy – and then Oswald. His sister worked for Big Bones Remmer in his card room in San Francisco. My mother made porn movies for Remmer and may have known Candy Barr. Rosemary worked as a Call Girl out of the Beverley Hills Hotel, and partied with – that crowd.

When I read the Bible for the first time, I got to wondering about Mary Magdalene again. My first girlfeind, Marilyn, gave me a copy of The Last Temptation of Jesus Christ in 1963. I was seventeen. She saw me as – her Jesus. I was an athiest. Rosemary beat her up when she was sixteen. That’s Marilyn and I before the painting I did of Christine and I.

I was startled when I came upon the painting of Jesus reading a scroll. We look alike. When I refused to go down and be saved at the three Billy Graham Crusades Ms mother forced me to attend, she forbid me to see the love of my life. If I tried, she would call the police on me.

My mother mocked me. She tried to seduce me on several occassions. I was a thorn in her side – especially after my near-death experience in 1967. Three Seers – said I died, which meant – I was reborn My mother was so evil, my therpist exclaimed;

“I don’t know how you surivived!”

“Well…..apparently – I didn’t. I died! What kind of strategy is that?”.

This morning I read Trumps X-Mas message that was full of glee that the Democrats CAN’T HANDLE foreigners seeking sanctuary. Could Jesus? Greg Abbot gleefully dropped off poor and cold people in front of the house of the Vice President. He can’t handle it. Does he believe VP Pence spoiled the coup – that was a failure, like The Bay of Pigs? De Santis is riding the Lesbian Wave into the White House, because Christians CAN’T HANDLE Gay People. How about Jesus – who LOST EVERYTHING. They even gambled for his robe. And, this is key. Traditionally when you gamble, you agree to be both a Winner and Loser. You can’t BE BOTH. If you lost in Big Bone’s card room, then reached for the chips – you are going to be tossed into the street – and barred for life. Why aren’t a dozen Christian Leaders appearing in public – declaring Trump is the Antichrist? They say Jesus LOST his life – so millions of folks – can be BIG WINNERS!

My mother was a heterosexual, and gave birth to four children. Quite a feat for a Great Sinner. Most men could not handle Rosemary. I had to, because she was my mother. When humanity agrees to be normal – for a little while – by celebrating Thanksgiving and Christmas – I sit myself down on the sidelines. Here’s Rosemary’s third husband. When I went down for my annual visit, Robby knocked me on my ass – five minutes after we met. He went to bars in order to beat people up.

There needs to be a poll that asks the American People – how many times they have been bullied by a wanna-be Patriot on the internet?

This is a very wicked, wicked, Nation!


John ‘The Nazarite’

Robert Miles – Vietnam Vet

Posted on November 11, 2011 by Royal Rosamond Press

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At age 16, Slusher appeared in one of the most famous and widely circulated of the early underground pornographic filmsSmart Alec (1951). Because of the widespread “underground” distribution and popularity of the film, she has been called “the first porn star” by the media.[1]

Rosemary – Who Killed Kennedy?

Posted on October 23, 2021 by Royal Rosamond Press



John Presco

Copyright 2021

When James Bond entered the Key Club on San Pablo Blvd. he instinctively looked for the high rollers table, where the real money is being wagered. But, business first. Heading for the bar he beheld Rosemary for the first time. It was hard to believe she was the mother of four children. She was a knockout! She had the body of a twenty year old.

“Rosemary?” Bond ventured.

When she turned, James was taken back by how beautiful and sophisticated this mother was. He could see why she got the attention of powerful players who were recruiting her into their circle. She had come into the Key Club after work. She was an executive secretary at Rucker, a plant in Emeryville that made hydraulics for NASA. Rosemary helped put men in space. She was vital to the Space Race and all the propaganda that went with. The Soviet Union was the competition. As luck would have it, Sam Giancana was in town visiting Big Bones Remmer who had just become the manager of the Cal Nevada Lodge. Remmer had several clubs in San Francisco, and there was a plan to get this famous Sin City to legalize gambling again. The Barbary Coast had become famous. Gamblers had come from all over the world. There were dance halls and bordellos’.

Rosemary was shocked when Sam started telling her he did some work for the CIA. He was bragging about it – openly! After Sam asked Rosemary for a date, she called her old friend from Naval Intelligence who had tried to employ his ex-lover in some clandestine operations. Having four mouths to feed after her and Victor got divorced, she was asking if there would be pay for her work. Within hours, she is being told not to go to the CIA.

“I know someone in British Intelligence. We worked on a project together.”

“And you are……?”

“Bond…..James Bond!”


In 1963, while watching T.V. with her four children, Rosemary Presco made an announement.

“I know who killed Kennedy.”

“Who? we asked

“I can’t say.”

Rosemary told us a year earlier she was making porn movies for Big Bones Remmer, and was a hooker, sleeping with powerful men. Our mother was spending allot of time at the Beverly Hills Hotel, and we always found a doggy bag with a partially eaten stake. The hotel name was on the bag. We went for days without seeing Rosemary. She would later tell me the people she had orgies with were too racy – even for her. My mother was oversexed – most of her life! She was a real Bond Woman. I keep reading all these newspaper articles that treats James Bond like he is a real person. Why not employ James to solve the mystery of…..


Rosemary Rosamond was fated to be involved in The Kennedy Assassination’s, being her mother and father camped with members of the Black Mask, including Dashiell Hammet. The Kennedy Murder has generated more words, more mounds of paper, and more ‘Pulp Fiction’ than any crime case. I mix fiction with fact, and, the theory the movie The Rock, suggests Bond came to the Bay Area – on business! Is it possible that the Nine Muses exist, and, they are on the case?

JFK and Sam: The Connection Between the Giancana and Kennedy Assassinations: Giancana, Antoinette, Hughes, John R, Jobe, Thomas H, Hughes, John R., Jobe, Thomas H.: 9781581824872: Books

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Cal Neva Lodge & Casino – Wikipedia

I Am Heir To Bay Area Gangsterism

Posted on October 22, 2021 by Royal Rosamond Press

“Racketeers let children into joints!”

I posted this on my Remembering San Francisco Facebook The press covered the affect Bay Area gambling had on families – even children! For this alone the Presco family is famous. Now add my grandfather the gambler, and the founding hippies involvement with the Hell’s Angels, then I might be Heir to Outlawism. I met the major manufacturers of LSD. I believe I know how the Mafia got a LSD lab and started selling on the East Coast. Ken Babbs just published ‘Cronies’. Pot is now legal in Oregon and is a billion dollar industry, as is legal gambling in Nevada – and elsewhere! I don’t see any interest in politics from the Kesey Krowd, whose Springfield Son partied with the Hell’s Angels in La Honda. The KK is leaving it all up to Jerry Russ – and whomever – to carry the Hippie Political Branch. As to who is carrying the Hippie Spiritual Torch now that Allan Ginsberg’s tiny finger symbols have become silent – who gives a rat’s ass. Feeling omnipotent and all powerful is the name of the American Game!

John Customer reviews: Lanza’s Mob: The Mafia and San Francisco

This is Bones Corner a gambling joint at Taylor and Eddy owned by Big Bones Remmer who I met, along with his wife. My mother met Bones at the Key Club in Emeryville where she went to have a drink after work. She worked hard to feed her four children. Bones, put her to work. When there was a big bust, Rosemary fled to LA and left us in charge of a old hag – with a big wart on her chin! Every Halloween I think of her – our other mother. One neighbor read an article in the Tribune. A judge was considering putting the four Presco children in an orphanage. Then, Rosemary came and got us. Packed into her little Ford Anglia, we headed to La La Land. We were treated to the King Breakfast….in King City.

No Eulogy For Rosemary

Posted on August 8, 2021 by Royal Rosamond Press

The Diary of God


John Gregory

You will find nothing that resembles a eulogy for my mother in this blog, this…..Diary of God! This is because Robert Buck sold the story of Rosemary’s family to outsiders – and they buried her alive in their rush to get The Movie Money!

I never saw my mother’s grave. Just this photograph. I was not told she was dying, lest I feel I have something to write home about. I can read the expression on Rosemary’s face -like a book! She conceals the greatest sin a mother can commit – or two! I believe that is Christine lying there on the hot slab of cement. In 1970, her life is over. What to do? What to do?

I may be on the white sandy beach of Rio Nido, watching Rena walk into the Russian River. Rosemary’s daughter was there on Venice Pier, and saw our muse approach me. I wish Rosemary could have seen her. She died not knowing she was kin to Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor who did her own riding in National Velvet.

Today, I accepted the truth….. that meeting my daughter my mother did not know, was just an illusion. She was no way near – half mine! She was another Patrice, another enemy who attacked me and my mother, Rosemary, who would have defended me, and the Rosy legacy.

Three Seers said I diad, and asked if we were in heaven. There is no death scene for Rosamond, I told the probate court in Monterey. God being born and a resurrections, somehow the Dominionists get to own all that was Satan’s. And only an artist theologian dare ask all the right questions?

“Get behind me!”

Heather took my grandchild from me in a public display to prove I have no human qualities that qualify me to be a father and grandfather. But she is Rosemary’s granddaughter, and Rosemary never dreamed she would have grandchildren that come from me.

You see, that’s half the worry on her face. What is going to become of her son Gregory. And, Jesus had a mother who saw her son born from her womb, crowned – with thorns! Did this crown – ever take bloom?

No sin in Mary. So pure – she did not have to carry – a cross! Can you see the cross Rosemary carries? Lying there as if dead. The one she named – Christine! Gone is the one who led her way. Off to see the world – three years after he was raised from the dead. What to do?

Where is God – that day? Ask the total strangers who bought our souls – for a bag of money.

“You own your own creation – you died!”

Posted on June 17, 2019 by Royal Rosamond Press

In 1987 I went to the Berkeley Psychic Center and got a reading. There were two readers sitting about eight feet in front of me. There was a guide in the back doing a chart. The woman reader was being attacked by my mother who did not want me read. Heather was born on Rosemary’s birthday. The seer began to read me. The first thing she said, was;

“You own your own creation. You died!”

It is said your whole life passes before you – when you die! I saw my parents making love an conceiving me. The seers said I had two children. I did not know I had any children. I made the Apple Womb to contain my UNBORN CHILD, the child I wanted to have! When you die, see God, and God restores your life – that is a very spiritual experience!  I made this home for my Spiritual Child in 1989. Heather’s mother called me in 2000. Heather was born in 1984. WE three had a very miraculous story to tell. Then I was betrayed.

John Presco

Spiritual Work With Saint Francis

Posted on June 17, 2019 by Royal Rosamond Press


Saint Francis and The Perfect Master

Posted on December 24, 2014by Royal Rosamond Press


The Key is the book written by Mother Superior Dominic Wieneke wherein is describes the Order’s visit to Assisi where something happened that Stark describes as “ridiculous”.  the idea that I may be the embodiment of Saint Francis is not far-fetched considering the spiritual work I have done with Meher Baba since 1967. My book on ‘The Arrest of Jesus’ will change the foundation of Christianity.

There is a huge movement to allow Fathers to get married – and have children! I was destined for the church. I died a virgin, and was reborn a virgin. My daughter is THE TEST!  I became enlightened at twenty years of age! I was on my way to India to live as a Sadhguru.

John Presco

Copyright 2019

bstark1990 Hello, I have access to it; the book is my father’s and was gifted to my grandfather by his aunt, Mother Dominica. The information related to the early family history of the Wieneke family in Iowa was added to my record for Phillipine Wieneke.

There’s a family story that says three of John Wieneke daughters married Starks and three entered the convent– from the ridiculuous to the sublime! I have a document saying that there were two Stark families near Cedar Rapids, Iowa, related only through the Wieneke’s. Heinrich and Anna Catharina (sp) Kleinschlau Wieneke’s son John (Johan, in our family lore, 12-9-1834) had a sister, Anna Maria (7-23-1832), who married Andrew Stark.

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 starklove (View posts)

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Beringer, Sr. Jean <>

Dec 12, 2014 at 1:36 PM


It took me some time to figure out that you had gotten the information through the Briar Cliff history.  The biographical information that is there is familiar to me, but I don’t know where you got the question about her journey to Assisi.  I have nothing about that and have no knowledge that she went there.  If there are other things you want to know you can reach me better by e-mail.

Sr. Jean Beringer, OSF


John Ambrose <>

Dec 16, 2014 at 1:19 PM

I have located the book and asked bstark to get you the full book.

Meher Baba and Saint Francis

Posted on February 10, 2014by Royal Rosamond Press

Greg 1974 Vicki

“Saint Francis of Assisi was the only one of the very few saints in Europe to become a Perfect Master.”

Just before Jesus died, he said; “I am thirsty.” The first thing I said when I came back to life, after seeing the Lord, was; “I’m thirsty.”

Consider Mary Dominica Wieneke and the Order of Saint Francis. In searching for the Blue Angel that appeared to my sisters while they slept, and Kay Coakley, I look to my aunt, June Rice, who took care of me while I had the hooping cough. I almost died several times. I was eleven. I had turned blue and my fingers were contorted when I came into the living room where my aunt Lillian and uncle Dick were sitting. Lillian screamed, and Dick started hitting me on my back.

When June would come to my bed in her nightgown, I saw a blue glow coming from her abdomen. She could not have a child due to some operations. She and Vinnie treated me like their child, and were my patrons. June was a devout Catholic.
I suspect this blue angel is associated with Mother Mary. I wondered if it was her ghost. But, I believe it is the Angel that came to Saint Francis when he died during a terrible illness, and came back.

I suspect I am the embodiment of Saint Francis. When I read about Baba coming to the true cave of Saint Francis, all of a sudden I had a vision. I was sitting in that cave. I heard the dry summer grass being stepped upon. Suddenly Baba’s face is beaming at me. I reached out my wounded hand and cried;


Not the energy around me (click on photo to enlarge) Christine and Brian took photos of me because Christine wanted to do her first portrait of a male. She developed both rolls, and was shocked to see this energy in every image of me. she did not do my portrait because of it.

Baba told his disciples not to touch him when he came out of the cave. Above is Vicki mocking me while I am doing my secret work. She is reaching out with her finger to touch me while I have my eyes closed.

Jon Gregory

Beloved Avatar Meher Baba’s Comment on Saint Francis of Assisi:

{1}. On another occasion, Baba revealed to Filis and Adele his four favorite Christian saints,
“My two favorite women saints are Saint Theresa of Avila and Catherine of Siena; my two favorite men, Francis of Assisi and Saint Augustine.”
[LordMEHER 11-3818]

{2}. Do you know how St. Francis of Assisi loved Jesus and became one with him? He loved him as Jesus ought to be loved; but in Francis’s group there was one who was a glutton.
Juniper loved Francis most, though he did not sit in meditation or think of anything. He gave more trouble to Francis than anyone, yet he loved Francis dearly. When we love from the bottom of our hearts we give all our good and bad, even our troubles; the lover gives everything and demands nothing. I give everything and demand nothing.
Love me like that and Baba is your slave. Even if you can’t do that, don’t worry. As long as you are mine, you need not worry. You are mine, that is why I have drawn you such long distances. If you can’t picture me, don’t worry; if you don’t love me, don’t worry; I love you.
-Avatar Meher Baba
[The God-Man Pg.257]

{3}. If you have the love for Me that Saint Francis had for Jesus, then not only will you realize Me but you will please Me.” -Avatar Meher Baba “Saint Francis of Assisi was the only one of the very few saints in Europe to become a Perfect Master.”
*** Meher Baba said Saint Francis was a Perfect Master.
AFTERWARDS he spoke with Ivy Duce, Don Stevens and others about Saint Francis:
Don Stevens asked, “Baba, you have explained in the Discourses, God Speaks and elsewhere that an individual cannot attain God-Realization without the aid of a living Perfect Master. Since there was no Perfect Master in Europe at that time, how did Saint Francis achieve Realization?”
Baba turned to Ivy and asked, “Have you heard of the ancient Sufi prophet, Khwaja Khizr?” She replied that she had heard Rabia Martin speak of him. Baba explained: “Khwaja Khizr now and then takes on a physical body if there is some spiritual situation that absolutely demands it. The Realization of Francis was such a case, because he had no Perfect Master to give him Realization. So, on the night we read about on Mount La Verna, near Assisi, during which St. Francis also received the stigmata [wounds of the Crucified Christ], Khwaja Khizr, in his temporary human form, gave this beloved Western saint the touch of grace which made him a Perfect Soul – a Qutub or Perfect Master.”
[LordMEHER 14-5011]

{4}. BABA WISHED to stay in seclusion for twenty-four hours somewhere in Italy and chose Assisi for the purpose because it was the homeland of Saint Francis. Baba sent Herbert there on August 1st in search of a cave for the seclusion [LordMEHER 5-1688]

{5}.As you know, I need none of you. I can work my will independently, but I have chosen, for my own reasons, a few to help me in that work. But these few need a love and faith as rare as that of Saint Francis [of Assisi]. Let that same love of his for Christ be your goal, and love me as he loved his Master.
-Avatar Meher Baba [LordMEHER 7-2332]
{6}.12th Way -LOVE…If you have that love for Me that St. Francis had for Jesus, then not only will you realize Me, but you will please Me.
[12 ways of realizing me -Meher Baba]

My reason* for believing there is a significant kernel of truth to these theories of Jesus living in India and being buried in Kashmir, is that my master, Meher Baba, said that was the case.

However, Meher Baba was also clear that Jesus was the Avatar of that era. The Avatar is God descended into our realm of cosmic illusion as a man, the ideal or perfect man. Thus he is both God and man simultaneously.

Jesus the Christ The author of this website appears to have a bias (we all have biases) that Jesus was a man only, and that any suggestion that he was divine or of divine origin is a matter of myth. I think his thesis that Jesus’s memory was embellished to make the new religion more palatable to gentiles who were already familiar with similar myths, is plausible. Again, for my bottom-line evaluation, I personally, as a follower of Meher Baba, turn to his explanations rather than to scholarship. (You of course are welcome to give your own weight to various sources.) According to Meher Baba, Jesus was conceived and was born “the usual way,” i.e., the virgin birth was a myth added later on. Jesus did not die from the crucifixion in the sense we usually think of death, but what he did was also not something possible for an ordinary man–he entered the state of Nirvikalpa Samadhi and then returned after the crucifixion, and went to India. If you study the life of Sri Ramakrishna, you will find that he often entered this State, as for example when something would remind him strongly of some particular attribute of God, or when devotional songs were sung in his presence. Nirvikalpa Samadhi is the state of God-Realization or Self-Realization. Jesus, as Avatar, would have had this state along with his ordinary consciousness of being a man, simultaneously. Nirvikalpa Samadhi is only attained by the real death of the limited mind and ego. Jesus already possessed this state of Realization (having been unveiled from it by John the Baptist). So in a sense, Jesus died the real death on the cross, not the faint shadow of it that we consider to be death. One could also say that Jesus was already “dead” in a sense; or one could equally say that he was already beyond death and in the state of being fully alive, so that it was impossible for him to die in the usual sense.** In this sense, whether Jesus took up his same physical body after the crucifixion or didn’t, would not change who Jesus IS one iota. He could take it up again or not take it up again and he would remain the Avatar. In the same way, he was the Avatar before his incarnation as well–“Before Abraham was, I am.” The entire matter is really beyond words to describe adequately, and it comes as no surprise to me how 2,000 years of interpreting and trying to codify it into a rigid doctrine resulted in what has come down to us.

Meher Baba also makes no mention of Jesus being married, but instead refers to him as being single. Comparing events in the life of Meher Baba, the story in the Tomb of Jesus website of the king insisting on Jesus having a companion, and Jesus finally agreeing to allow a woman to assist him, is plausible. However, his having had sexual relations with the woman is not consistent with the behavior of spiritual teachers who have attained this degree of spiritual advancement. I would guess it was assumed on the basis of gossip, by people who could not conceive of a man living with a woman and not having relations with her. If you study the lives of spiritual masters who have achieved this state of consciousness, you find that some of them marry and some do not, but they never get entangled in casual sexual relations. While it is true that spiritual masters of this calibre may have a significant other, very often even this is a chaste relationship. Such was the case with Sri Ramakrishna and his wife Sarada Devi, and one may interpret that it was also the case with St. Francis (who Meher Baba said achieved this state of Nirvikalpa Samadhi) and his beloved Clare.

My main point here is that one must be careful not to throw the baby out with the bathwater. Though it may turn out that Jesus physically survived the crucifixion, and it may also be true that his history was embellished in the manner of myths that had also been applied to other historical figures, this does not mean that he was not an Incarnation of God. It doesn’t necessarily mean that he was simply a prophet, a man, who lived through the crucifixion and then died later as an ordinary man. It also doesn’t mean that there aren’t important truths embedded in the myths that have been preserved as traditional Christian doctrine. It does mean that these myths contain distortion and embellishment, and that it will be a painful and disorienting process for traditional Christians to sort through it and find the truth of it. When the “dust has settled,” I think they will find that Jesus was and is more than traditional Chuch doctrine has portrayed him to be, not less. (Just as the true goal of religion, God-Realization, is much more than living in paradise forever in linear time.) What will emerge, I believe, is not that Jesus was just an ordinary man; nor that he was the only son of an anthropomorphic God. Jesus will finally be let out of both the little conceptual box of materialism, and the little conceptual box of Christian dogma, in which boxes he has been imprisoned for centuries.

For more information on Meher Baba, see my article, “A Tapestry of Meher Baba’s Connections with the West.”

*Another clue is that when Jesus appeared to the disciples, he appears to have had a body with the same wounds. It makes no sense to me that Jesus would have resurrected a body with the wounds. It further makes no sense to me that Thomas would have thrust his hands into the wound in Jesus’s side, literally, as per the Biblical account, simply because no-one who loved Jesus as the disciples did would have caused him excruciating physical pain just to satisfy their own selfish doubts. Therefore the account must be exaggerated (another clear indication of editing in the New Testament). Nonetheless, we are probably safe in assuming that this much is accurate, that Jesus’s body bore the wounds from the crucifixion when he returned. Under those circumstances, it is a much simpler and more logical interpretation that he survived the crucifixion than that his body was supernaturally resurrected.
**My interpretation of the crucifixion, based on studying Meher Baba’s life and teachings, is that Jesus was vicariously taking on the suffering of the world, so as to make the world’s load of karma bearable for us. (Meher Baba said that the Avatar did not take on the karma of the world per se, which I interpret to mean that he took on the suffering that resulted from the karma but not the karma itself.) The external crucifixion of Jesus was thus an outward and visible sign of the real inward crucifixion, of the inner spiritual work that Jesus was doing for humanity and for all of Creation. Thus the real inner crucifixion was much, much more than just the outward event of the physical crucifixion.

“Finally we arrived at Assisi at 5 P.M. to find a rather agitated Herbert waiting for us, because we were three hours late in arriving. After a rather restless and depressing week, he had made most successful arrangements for Baba’s retirement (which he tells in much better words than mine).

“Several kilometers from the town, up in the hills on the slopes of Monte Subasio, lies the famous Hermitage of Carceri built by St. Francis and his fellow monks. Below in the woods are several small caves or retreats where people go for meditation. Herbert discovered one of these half-protected by an outside wall. He had hidden this with branches so that it was difficult to find.

“This was one that was actually used by St. Francis himself. At 6:30 P.M. we had a light meal at the Windsor Hotel and drove in a car most of the way. The last part we walked on foot and, finally, scaled a low wall and plunged into the woods led by Herbert down an intricate winding path.


“The cave we found was an ideal spot and perfectly suited to Baba’s requirements. Herbert had thought out everything with such care that there was nothing left to be desired. Herbert is always very meticulous and careful in all he undertakes. The light was beginning to go a little as we entered the woods. It was just after sunset. I remember the birds and their song dying away gradually.

We settled Baba in and he told us that no one must look at him and, above all, not to touch him.

“It was arranged that Herbert and Chanji were to keep watch outside the cave during the night, to be relieved by Kaka and myself at 9 o’clock the next morning. Baba said that Kaka and I were to go to mass at 7 A.M. the next morning and then we were to kiss the Tomb of St. Francis. We bade them goodnight and found our intricate way out of the woods.

“After mass we shouldered our rucksacks and toiled up the streets through Assisi to the hills of Monte Subasio. As we got out of town, it began to get warmer and warmer.

“Poor Kaka was laden down, and not in such good training as I, so we had to stop from time to time for him to rest and get his breath and cool off. At last we arrived, a little late —about 9:15, and we were glad to reach the cool shade of the wood where we found Herbert and Chanji waiting for as after a wakeful night.

“Nothing had transpired and there had been no interruptions of the calm and peace which pervaded the woods. We settled down to our vigil outside the cave. Herbert and Chanji returned to Assisi to rest.

“The sun rose higher, but we were well shaded from the heat by the trees. An intense calm was everywhere, but the woods were alive with birds whose song was deafening. As if in memory of St. Francis, they seemed to throng around us. Butterflies were often near; several lit on our hands and bodies.

“Gradually it grew warmer, and even in the deep shade, one felt the heat of midsummer.

“Towards midday I heard sounds from inside the cave. Forgetting Baba’s instructions about not looking at him, I saw him stand up with his eyes shut and face the sun. He made strange noises. Not daring to look again, I lay quiet.

“At one o’clock he clapped his hands. We pulled away the branches from the entrance. Taking the board he spelt out directions, telling Kaka to go to Assisi and ask Herbert and Chanji to be with him at 4:30, but that I was to call him there.

“Baba came out of the cave but told us not to come near him or touch him. He walked about alone in the woods for half-an-hour and then went into the cave again.

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