I began The Lion of God in 1990 when I was filled with visions of a past life, and the Holy Spirit. I lived in a estate on the Mount of Olives and looked down on the temple. I saw people coming and going. I smelled the smoke of the scarifies.

Two hour ago (on Easter) I found this article about Golgatha known as Miphkad. I already own a theory that Jesus replicated a walk from the Mount of Olives to the temple, across the Kedron Valley. He was scourged along the way, he doing penitence for the sin of his kin counting the Jews. This sin was passed down to all David’s offspring. I sketched paintings for this ritual on large canvas. I did not know there was a bridge! I am the embodiment of King David, or, am of his linage. I wanted to be in Jerusalem today…