Today is Carl Janke Day! It’s been a long time coming! I have fulfilled the broken promise the City of Belmont made. CJD will be celebrated on the last Sunday of July.
My father never met his father-in-law, Royal Rosamond, nor did Victor Hugo Presco. I never met Royal and VH. These Four Fathers board Captain Vic’s Chris Craft, and head out for Belmont, going under the Carquinez Bridge.
This is the first time these father’s have been in the same place together – cyberspace! In real, and historic life, these men could chat you up, back you down, and laugh at your losing hand. Why anyone would mess with them, and their DNA line, is a mystery. But they do! No losers on this boat ride! Just winners, who owe so much to…..Carl Janke!
John Presco
President: Belmont Soda Works
The Dunites, Nazarites, and, Windites
Posted on December 23, 2021 by Royal Rosamond Press
On this day, I John Gregory Presco, found a Universal Cosmology, that will include a New Order of The Franciscan Friars, the Rosa Mira Prophecy, and some of the teaching of Meher Baba will be included.
John ‘The Windite’
Lily Dew and The Dunites
Posted on February 27, 2020 by Royal Rosamond Press
Was my grandfather, Victor Hugo Presco, living on his houseboat when Meher Baba visited the Dunites?
John of Saint Francis
Return to the Dunes and Moy Mell
Posted on May 26, 2015by Royal Rosamond Press
When I talked to Carol Williams we spoke between the lines, being, law firms have no spiritual base, and will bleach out all the spirituality they find in Creative People they handle so they can get down to what really matters to them – THE MONEY!
I am more than a Baba Lover. I have traced his families cosmology to the Kurds, as well as the Nazarites. I have been communicating with Kurds on facebook. One group is seeking to form a secular way of life to counter ISIS that is destroying art and selling artifacts.
Sydney Morris crushed my spiritual input in my family, along with the Family Sobriety that I begged him to protect in several letters. I will have to go to the Monterey Supreme Court and see how many of letters got filed in the probate of Christine Rosamond Benton.
Morris did not charge my family any money because he knew he had destroyed us and the Rosamond estate. He knew this while he handled the Creative Legacy of the Weston family. Edward Weston contributed to the ‘Dune Forum’ which published photos of Meher Baba’s visit to the Dunites. Add to these images the photos of Peter Stackpole and we are gazing upon the sublime.
Jon Presco
Copyright 2015
sublime
1. elevated or lofty in thought, language, etc.: Paradise Lost is sublime poetry.
2. impressing the mind with a sense of grandeur or power; inspiring awe, veneration, etc.:Switzerland has sublime scenery.
During the earlier 1932 visit he had met a spiritual seeker named Sam Cohen, a Theosophist and resident of a loosely knit freethinkers’ community named “Moy Mell” nestled among the dunes on the beach at Oceano, California. The benefactor of this group of intellectuals, spiritual seekers, artists and social misfits was Chester Alan Arthur III, grandson of the 21st President, who went by the name of Gavin. For a time Gavin published a magazine called the Dune Forum, which included articles by such notables as Stuart Edward White (author of the spiritualist classic, The Unobstructed Universe), and photographic contributions by Ansel Adams and Edward Weston (whose dune photographs are well-known). Gavin would frequently entertain the intellectual and artistic elite of America at his cabin in the dunes. Although accounts differ somewhat, it appears that Baba sent disciple Meredith Starr and his wife to Moy Mell in 1932
http://www.photographywest.com/pages/weston_sand_dunes.html
http://socalarchhistory.blogspot.com/2010/11/oceano-dunes-and-westons.html
http://www.ial.goldthread.com/Meher_Baba.html
https://www.photographersgallery.com/by_artist.asp?id=216
“The most amazing vibrations on earth could be found 18 miles south of San Luis Obispo California in the middle of the Oceano Dunes…That’s where we are. A vortex, kinda like Sedona Arizona, just a magnificent energy center.” — Environmentalist John Reid
We’re a few miles south of Pismo Beach not far from the 101 freeway. I’ve been following environmentalist John Reid into the dunes for hours. We’re a little lost, but that’s the nature of the place.
An entire squatter community once disappeared into this wilderness — a colony of hermits, artists and poets called Dunites. They sat out the great depression here in a string of wooded coves, drawing in visitors like John Steinbeck, Upton Sinclair and even India’s holy man, Meher Baba. The Dunite appeal — as, Reid sees it — was their freedom.
“To live the American dream the way it was intended to be lived, not the way it was manufactured to be,” said Reid. “They were able to have their little plots of land, their gardens and their creative enterprises without any government interference.”
Tucked behind commercial farmland and oil fields, the Oceano Dunes are still obscure. Most people I’ve talked to have never heard of them. Strange considering they’re 18 miles long and look like an Egyptian desert sitting halfway between Los Angeles and San Francisco.
You know those famous Ansel Adams dune photos? Well, that’s them. Except now they’re a big RV campground and off-roader’s paradise.
Fenced off from the vehicles, the Dunites’ archaeological remains sit side by side with those of the native Chumash who lived here for thousands of years before them. Big white heaps of their ancient discarded meals. Their shell mounds.
“You could tell which ones are Chumash and which ones are Dunite based upon the size of the clam shell,” said Reid. “When the Chumash were here, there were a lot more sea otters, the predator of the Pismo clam. But when the Dunites were here, sea otters had gotten rare, the clams got larger, lived longer.”
Full grown clams, a mediterranean climate, fresh water a few feet underground, and secluded coves. What more could a hermit ask for?
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