High Noon at Buckingham

Capturing Beauty

I just saw a castle turret at Windsor being used to broadcast the video of Donald Trump and Epstein – sexually scheming at a party!

“There’s your man Deputy Sherriff Dan! Get him!”

I see a TV series about a Deputy Sherriff in Wyoming going after International Crooks, because permission to do so is written in the State Constitution.

NOTICE! I edited my story. I changed the name of the President to protect the innocent, and not give ill folks bad ideas.

President, Chuck Cheddarman adopted Western gear after his last visit to King Charles who showed him photographs of his great grandfather with Joaquin Miller, the Poet of the Sierras. Chuck had a fake cigarette dangling from his lip. A famous maker of cigarettes gave Chuck a million dollars to put their brand name on it.

The Royal Janitor

Chapter: A Rat In Cheese Factory

Victoria Bond almost barfed when she heard the duet by President Chuck Chedderman and the Mystery Performer, Muskrat Carter, who is The Lost Carter who was supposed to have frozen to death on a bus bench in Oakland. Quietly Muskrat bought the Carter Farm and other peanut producers in Georgia, and after Jimmy died, made his BIG MOVE!

The Democrats tried to block the merger of Whacko Peanuts with the Chunky Cheese Dip Company of New York. But when America tasted Micky Chips, made of peanut mash, it was a match made in heaven or hell, depending on your taste in politicians, When Chuck and Muskrat founded the Mouse Social Network, with mouse noises in their special mouse, half of America began to believe the election was rigged. Before their gnarlty version of Muskrat Love, Musky said this in a gravely vaping voice.

For years I have been debating whether to put Trump in my Bond novel ‘The Royal Janitor. Today, September 17, 2025, I am left with no choice, because, Puritan leader, John Wilson was born at Windsor. John was a Puritan leader who went after – the bad folks. Victoria and I share the same grandfathers.

The Royal Janitor’

Written On Castle Walls

Victoria let out a shuddering sigh. She was back at her worst moment when she was alone, When she was – just a child – at the Co;;ege of Arms. She never had a friend, until Starfish came into her life. Now she had to consider whether or not her wife a Russian Agent, working for the President of the United States.

John Presco

Play this video of Yulia Rose who I told I want her to play Starfish. Turn the sound off, then play Boris.

Led By Donkeys attacks ‘Orwellian’ arrests after Trump Windsor projections

Exclusive: Campaign group says it was behind stunt that showed images of Trump and Epstein on castle tower

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The arrest of four men after images of Donald Trump alongside Jeffrey Epstein were projected on to Windsor Castle on Tuesday was “Orwellian” and “ridiculous”, the group behind the protest has told the Guardian.

The political campaign group Led By Donkeys confirmed that it was behind the stunt, which saw several images of Trump and Epstein projected on to a tower while a soundtrack questioning the relationship between to the two men was played on a speaker.

A letter the US president allegedly sent to Epstein was also projected on to the castle, along with pictures of Epstein’s victims, news clips about the case and police reports.

The police said in a statement that four adults were arrested on suspicion of malicious communications after an “unauthorised projection” at Windsor Castle, which they described as a “public stunt”. The four remain in custody.

Transgender Lane County residents and their allies pack a Lane County board meeting to advocate for county protection from the Trump administration.
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“I’ve met dozens of other queer and trans people who call (Lane County) their home,” said Elliot Harwell, one of the transgender speakers who spoke at the meeting. “Right now what we’re seeing in the United States is (Constitutional) rights are being stripped away from people like me.”

The Royal Janitor

by

John Presco

Victoria Rosemond Bond was sitting on the sofa feeding Baby Her her special formula that Starfish made in her old gold mine located above Blue River. She was watching the Lane Board meeting on Transgender people, when in stormed – her wife! There was a gasp from fellow Eugene Citizens and board members who were prepared to duck under the large oaken table. Two speakers lined up before the mic to talk, took a seat. This was going to be good.

Starfish was wearing high black boots to her knees, and what looked like a Nazi uniform.

Deputy Dan and The Janitor

Deputy Dan……….Mayland, is a hunk. I’m sure Rena noticed.

I’m going to work more on my movie script ‘The Janitor’. It begins late one rainy and dark night. Deputy Sheriff Dan is working the swing shift when he jumps out of his skin. On a bench sits Rena Easton. Not able to speak, Rena breaks the ice,

“I wondered how long it would take you to notice me. I’ve been sitting here for exactly 22 minutes and sixteen seconds.”

“Why didn’t you approach the desk, say something to me!”

“I’m shy. I am the reclusive widow of Sir Ian Easton. Perhaps you have heard of me? I need your help. Someone I knew forty years ago got too close. I need you to back him off. No rough stuff. Just give him a scare. He owns a newspaper and is getting nosy. I hired some goon, who grabbed him by the neck and body-slammed him, but, that just roused his curiosity even more! He wants to see how I’ve aged. As you can see, I haven’t. He must not know. He painted my portrait. I was his muse. You know the drill.

Jon Presco

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On January 27, 2014 I got a call from Deputy Sheriff, Dan Mayland, that my Muse, and old girlfriend, Rena Easton – who I had not seen since 1970 – had filed charges in Galliten County Montana – saying I was Stalking her. Rena had written me a four page letter on Christmas Day. She made references to this blog. I do not know how she got my address. I did not know whether she was dead or alive.

After receiving my letter I mailed on January 10th. Rena became alarmed at all or some of the content, and showed it to a un-named person. This person confirmed Rena’s paranoia was spot-on, and she angrily destroyed my letter. In order to own proof I was Stalking her, Rena wrote a copy of my letter, and a copy of the letter she wrote me, and showed it to Dan Mayland. Dan assured me that both letters were written by Rena, and were summoned up by an amazing photographic memory that Ms. Easton owns.

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Detective Dan Mayland grew up in north central Wyoming on a ranch that hosted multiple family businesses including a bed and breakfast offering guided fishing trips, 4-wheeler trips, rock hunting, hiking expeditions, winter snowmobile rentals, and guided tours. Not surprisingly, Dan is a passionate outdoorsman and enjoy hunting, camping, boating, fishing and anything outdoors. His hobbies include …photography, cooking, archery, mountain biking, reloading ammunition, shooting, and gunsmithing.

After graduating high school Dan attended the University of Wyoming and graduated with a double bachelor’s degree in Criminal Justice and Psychology. He focused on criminal psychopathology, criminology, forensic psychopathology, and forensic psychology. While in college Dan worked at a local ski resort during the winter months and as an equipment operator for a local construction company in the summer months. After graduation, he took a position as the Director of Sales at the ski resort, overseeing ticket sales, retail, ski school, and food services.

In 2005 Dan moved to Gallatin County, sticking close to the mountains and outdoor recreation he loves. He started his law enforcement career in 2009, to make use of his degrees. He chose Gallatin County Sheriff’s Office after extensively researching many departments throughout Montana and discovering that GCSO was a coveted office because they hired and staffed great people with great equipment in a beautiful fast-growing area. He tested for the Detective division in spring 2014 and was successfully promoted to the Property Crimes position. In the fall of 2014, the Crimes against Women and Children position opened and he successfully tested for that position; he took over that position in May of 2015.

Since joining the Sheriff’s Office Dan has been trained in Crisis Intervention Training, FBI Hostage Negotiations, Basic Police Mountain Bike School, Interview and Interrogation Techniques, Death Investigations School, Forensic Experimental Trauma Interview School, Bloodstain Pattern Analysis School, and Missing and Endangered Children Response and Investigation Training, among others. He is currently a certified hostage negotiator for the Gallatin County Sheriff/Bozeman Police Special Response Team, a certified MPAT Proctor and physical fitness coach for the Sheriff’s Office, and bike patrol deputy.

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My Bond Book Is More Real

Posted on February 1, 2025 by Royal Rosamond Press

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The Writing of The Royal Janitor

I am now making the case that I am the true custodian of the James Bond Legacy. My motives were pure when I began the Royal Janitor, and ‘Bond of Nebraska’ ‘after receiving a long letter from Rena Easton, where she informs me she is working as a JANITOR is Bozeman Montana. She does not talk about her ex-husband, Sir Ian Easton, who was the head of British Defense Staff Washington.

Rena says she recites poetry as she works, and knows if she is having a bad day – if she get one word wrong.

“I have committed a million poems to memory.”

My Muse accosgted Deputy Dan Mayland (one dark and gloomy night) when she emptied my letter on his desk containing the long letter I seant her – torn in little bits! She them lay the copy of my letter next to my letter – along with a copy of her long letter to me! I highly suspect Rena suffers from autism. I had past her finite test within a minute of our meeting, and thus we spent forty days camping together in a small tent.

I’m going to ask Jeff Bezos to star in our movie ‘The Royal Janitor’. We got to a rest home in Bozeman Montana to visit Rena – and are shocked to see how yourn she appears. The first thing out of her mouth is….

“I can recite every lie Trump had told. I can recited everything he said! Do you want to hear?”

I m convinced Rena is Autistic, That eh most beautiful woman in the world suffers from autism, is as profouned as it gets. I believe Prime Minsiter Starme was coached by the Britsh degense Staff in Washington. to INJECT the SIDE BY SIDE pact into their………….meeting,

I have to wonder if the reason Ian Easton married Rena, was to have her sit in on very important meeting, in the background, looking like a beautify stature. Will the real Phantom of the International Opera…..please stand up!

No one but I have seen, that Christine – is the real Phantom of the Opera, who onjured up Eric, to hid her trued identity. It was she who was brualizws by her father, who drove he into….The Dark Side!

John Presco

Copyright 2025

President: Royal Rosanond Press

P.S. I claim mineral right on Whiskey Island. I see allot of lead.

EXTRA! Ten minutes after this post, I watched the news and saw the most outrageous encounter in American History!

All Presidents and Emperors take an oath to defend their Nation-Kingdom. The tag team of Vicious Vance, and Tantrum Trump brought up the Hunter Biden Witch-hunt deal, that interfered with the private meeting Trump was having with Putin. Trump said he and Putin…….

SUFFERED A WITCHHUNT TOGETHER

At HIGH NOON on February 28, 2025, I declare Zelensky…..The Leader of the Free World.

As I watched Zelensky try to give our President a History Lesson about the tragedy that befell his nation, I saw he was looking at THE BIG LIE, and wish he could be in the Oval Office with President Kamala Harris – and the Democrats won both houses. NATO Nations can not believe Trump’s followers, and swing voters, put The Great Liar back in office. When Matco Rubio helpe throw a Loyal President out of the Oval, the Big Lie DIED, and the Second Civil War – began!

As I lie in bed this morning, I wondered what message the aligning planets, gives! They say American Democracy IS DEAD, and the Nine Democracies who belong to NATO….will cayy on!

Marco Rubio was confronted with his own damning assessment of the Jan. 6, 2021 attack on the Capitol when asked about Donald Trump’s pardons for around 1,500 of the rioters on Tuesday.

WASHINGTON (AP) — Vice President-elect JD Vance says people responsible for the violence during the Capitol riot “obviously” should not be pardoned, as President-elect Donald Trump is promising to use his clemency power on behalf of many of those who tried on Jan. 6, 2021, to overturn the results of the election that Trump lost.

Deputy Dan and The Janitor

Posted on May 25, 2017 by Royal Rosamond Press

Deputy Dan……….Mayland, is a hunk. I’m sure Rena noticed.

I’m going to work more on my movie script ‘The Janitor’. It begins late one rainy and dark night. Deputy Sheriff Dan is working the swing shift when he jumps out of his skin. On a bench sits Rena Easton. Not able to speak, Rena breaks the ice,

“I wondered how long it would take you to notice me. I’ve been sitting here for exactly 22 minutes and sixteen seconds.”

“Why didn’t you approach the desk, say something to me!”

1. A surprise letter to Trump from King Charles

Sir Keir did not turn up to the meeting empty-handed.

Part-way through their opening remarks, the prime minister reached inside his jacket pocket and pulled out an official letter from King Charles III – an invitation for a second state visit.

Trump appeared to be genuinely taken back for a few seconds, asking: “Am I supposed to read it right now?”

After taking a minute to read the letter, Trump said he accepted the invitation and that it would be an “honour” to visit the “fantastic” country.

He added that King Charles was a “beautiful man, a wonderful man”.

Trump was asked by a reporter if he still held that view in a press conference alongside British prime minister Keir Starmer, and he replied: 'Did I say that? I can't believe I said that'

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‘Did I say that?’: Donald Trump denies calling Zelenskyy a dictator even though he did – video

The US president, Donald Trump, denied calling the Ukrainian president, Volodymyr Zelenskyy, a dictator, despite calling him one on his social media platform, Truth Social. Trump was asked by a reporter if he still held that view in a press conference alongside the British prime minister, Keir Starmer, and he replied: ‘Did I say that? I can’t believe I said that’

U.S. President Donald Trump meets British Prime Minister Keir Starmer, in Washington, D.C.

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A man who goes by the alias Christian Wolff is autistic. As a child, his mother wants to send him to Harbor Neuroscience, a treatment center, but his military PsyOps father disagrees. Unable to handle Christian’s needs, his mother leaves the family. His father begins training him and his brother Braxton in various martial arts while also encouraging Christian to acclimate himself to stimuli that trigger him rather than avoiding them.

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Irene Victoria Easton Christensen – Helen of Troy

Posted on July 20, 2019 by Royal Rosamond Press

The European Union is acting as a World Police Force in warning Iran about the seizure of a ship. My old muse, married well. Irene is more that a female James Bond. She is the embodiment of Britania.

The portrait I did of Rena is a ‘Historic Portrait’.  Not even Rena can take this truth from me. She was my, and my late sister’s muse. She is redeeming. She is redeemed by her choice of a husband, who made history.

John Presco

Rena as Britania and American Eagle

Posted on January 27, 2017by Royal Rosamond Press

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Rena’s late husband was Former Head of the British Defence Staff which was founded by Winston Churchill to insure these two allies would forever be on the same side. It appears Theresa May is responding to the pledge of unity in meeting with Don Juan Trumpster.

In 1970 I asked Rena to marry me, but, she was too young. Consider our beautiful children and their contributions to the Creative Irish Rosamond Line. I was poor and homeless when we met. We camped for fifty days in the beautiful wilderness of America. I knew nothing about my Patriotic roots, and Captain Samuel Rosamond.

I was once the low-life scum, the perfect example of an abusive male. I was not worthy to be in her company, least the same city. She went to live on the Isle of Wight with her rich, and elderly hero of the Empire, leaving me standing alone on Freedom Shores.

What great tales of old, what lines of beautiful poetry, can bring you home, and restore, the liberty we once owned atop Rose Mountain, above the fog, the clouds – the wings of muses soar! My beautiful American Dream.

Jon Presco

Admiral, K.C.B., D.S.C. Former Head of the British Defence Staff. He was Commandant of the Royal College of Defence Studies in 1976, a UK senior serving military officer between 1972 and 2001. For the 2nd Louis Vuitton Cup, which was held in Fremantle, Australia in 1987, he paid an entry fee deposit of $16.000 for Royal Thames Yacht Club’s White Crusader I and White Crusader II, representing United Kingdom.

In 1922 a cabinet committee under Winston Churchill, then Secretary of State for the Colonies, recommended the formation of the College.[1] The college was founded in 1927 as the Imperial Defence College and was located at 9 Buckingham Gate until 1939.[1] Its objective at that time was the defence of the Empire.[1] In 1946, following the end of World War II, the college reopened at Seaford House, Belgrave Square and members of the United States forces started attending courses.[1] It was renamed the Royal College of Defence Studies in 1970 and in 2007 the Queen and Prince Philip visited the college.[1]

The British Defence Staff – US, which was previously known as British Defence Staff (Washington),[1] is the home of the Ministry of Defence (United Kingdom) in the United States of America and its purpose is to serve the interests of Her Majesty’s Government in the USA. The British Defence Staff – US is led by the Defence Attaché and has responsibility for military and civilian MOD personnel located both within the Embassy and in 34 states across the USA.

Labour leader Jeremy Corbyn asked if May would discuss the issue of misogyny with Trump and raise the concerns of 100,000 people who marched over the weekend in an anti-Trump pro-women’s rights demonstration in London. May responded that she was not afraid to “speak frankly” with the President, though she did not confirm she would bring up the issue of women’s rights with him.

In 1922 a cabinet committee under Winston Churchill, then Secretary of State for the Colonies, recommended the formation of the College.[1] The college was founded in 1927 as the Imperial Defence College and was located at 9 Buckingham Gate until 1939.[1] Its objective at that time was the defence of the Empire.[1] In 1946, following the end of World War II, the college reopened at Seaford House, Belgrave Square and members of the United States forces started attending courses.[1] It was renamed the Royal College of Defence Studies in 1970 and in 2007 the Queen and Prince Philip visited the college.[1]

Who Will Buy My Wheat?

by

John Presco

The Trade Wars

are hot and heavy today

my love

I am but a poor wretch

put out in the street

to fetch

the Euro Buck-wheat dollar

like a common whore

when I would rather play

with you some more

my dear Yari

My beloved childhood flame

I am s sick of these billion dollar

games

The kissing up

the back-stabbing flattery

the hoarding of soybeans

the fake snubbing

the want to buy

Greenlland

for God’s sake!

Yari, our love

was honest.

We promised to be true

Now I have been rendered

a Wheat Wench

a pretty face

the goddess Rhea

the horn of plenty

All is emptiness

without my love of you

my dear Yari

President Chuck Cheddarman

Posted on February 3, 2025 by Royal Rosamond Press

(In the video, Pump also claimed that Harris “is not Black, she’s Indian.” This rhetoric is provably false; though the VP is Indian on her mother’s side, her father is a Black man born in Jamaica.)

The Royal Janitor

Chapter: A Rat In Cheese Factory

Victoria Bond almost barfed when she heard the duet by President Chuck Chedderman and the Mystery Performer, Muskrat Carter, who is The Lost Carter who was supposed to have frozen to death on a bus bench in Oakland. Quietly Muskrat bought the Carter Farm and other peanut producers in Georgia, and after Jimmy died, made his BIG MOVE!

The Democrats tried to block the merger of Whacko Peanuts with the Chunky Cheese Dip Company of New York. But when America tasted Micky Chips, made of peanut mash, it was a match made in heaven or hell, depending on your taste in politicians, When Chuck and Muskrat founded the Mouse Social Network, with mouse noises in their special mouse, half of America began to believe the election was rigged. Before their gnarlty version of Muskrat Love, Musky said this in a gravely vaping voice.

“All primates love cheese and peanuts. They also love to gossip. This truth can not be denied. I want to announce Chuck and I have bought Never Never Land, that will be the home of our Black Music Company….Chunky Chicago Sound Trap!”

The mixed raace audience, gasped! They WOKE UP! They now beheld the living nightmare that had crept up on them. Chuck Cheddarman had reinvented himself after his New York pizza company went belly up due to COVID. He saw a Giant Hole, and filled it. As Michael Jackson turned more white. Chuck, turned more black. When he saw Walt’s Micky Mouse copyright had expired, he made his comeback. A group of Black Music Artists, got behind his campaign, and behind closed doors, called him….

“The Black Disney!”

“Let’s call him….Micky The Cheese!”

When Chuck pulled up in a stretch limo with his Soulmate Singers, some reporters saw the light. Chuck Cheddar had reinvented White Soul, and Black People. This is how he won the White House! All his PO’s against DEI were made to destroy the Black Identity – that Kamala lacked – and make it over in the image of Chuck and Muskrat. The Plantation Economy was back. Now, to start a Trade War’…..

WITH THE WHOLE WORLD!

EXTRA! Was that really Diana Ross on stage, or…….?

Victoria had to get down to work, especially after Starfish showed her the Deed to Han’s Island that the Danish Royals owned via Harold Bluetooth whose great ancestor was baptized by John the Baptist at the River Jordon.

Victoria surmised Muskrat was helping Chuck destroy traditional roles in the Democrat party in order to create swing voters form…..The Very Confused! There wasn’t much to do, because the team that put the campaign of Hilary and Harris together, had a very un-traditional platform in order to the please..

“The Lunatic Left!”

WHY? All the Lunatics were going to vote Democrat anyway! One Democrat leader was taking a hard look at Starfish when he saw her on a talk show in Denmark. She was reciting her family tree, and seeking funding for her tunnel job on Whistly Island,

To be continued.

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Starfish Takes Whisky Island

Posted on February 3, 2025 by Royal Rosamond Press

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The Royal Janitor

by

John Presco

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ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

John Von John got through to Victoria Bond on the BAD hotline!

“Starfish made contact with me on my podcast! She wants me to mediate a reconciliation. She wants to see you again – and her child!”

“Where is she? Put her on!”

Starfish appears with group of twelve men standing behind her. There are snowcapped mountains in the background. All the ,men are wearing camo – including her Starfish!

“Hello Starfish. Where are you, and who are those men?”

“I’m on Whisky Island with my AA group. I wanted to tell you I got a ninety day chip – and I’ve changed!”

Victoria felt slightly deranged as she tried to take this news in. Was it good, or, bad news? She studied the faces of the men, and they looked very worried. All of them had something vital to say.

“Why is your group on Hans Island? “

“We’re looking for Alexander the Great’s Persian gold, that Othen De La Roche found in Constantinople with the help of Dramelay and the Knight Templars in the Fourth Crusade.”

“And…..?”

“We have started digging to find the hidden town built in the hallow island formed by a volcanic bubble made of ash and gasses, that made a rock dome when the bubble cooled, and the ash washed back into the sea, to form a cement-like floor.!”

And….?”

There was a opening to this world, but it collapsed shut in a landside covering a small harbor where Templar ships unloaded Alexander’s huge gold treasure. We are digging a hole….and….”

“STOP! I want to talk to the gentleman behind you that has somehting very important to say!”

“My name is Bob, and I’m an alcoholic with seven years of sobriety. Starfish kidnapped us. She has a very powerful will, and is very persuasive. We believe she drugged us, put something in our coffee pot, that rendered us her children. She took us to Cabela’s and bought us camo gear with our debit and credit cards we gleefully put in a passed basket. She…..”

“Stop!….You kidnapped and robbed your AA group – after you put a Mickey Fynn in their Java? You – Shanghaied them!”

“Yes! But the good news is, we are all clean and sober. Look! Here’s my chip! We can’t let this island get in the grasp of The Cheddar Man. He wants all the money in the world!”

“Speak for for yourself! I voted for President Cheddarman.

To be continued!

A green sobriety chip is given to people who have been sober for 90 days. It is part of a tradition in Alcoholics Anonymous (AA) of collecting chips to mark sobriety milestones. 

Explanation

  • Different colors of chips are used to represent different lengths of sobriety. 

EXTRA! Two hours after I posted, and while watching The Grammys, I found a story about a group of islands near Iceland, where Starfish and her AA Meeting land, and from where they take a ferry to Hans Island. This is an incredible validation. I am on the right track! I knew none of this information. I pick up where the last Bond left off. My goal is to defend and promote DEI…..Diversity. Equity. Inclusion which AA has always promoted.

Situated Between Iceland And Scotland Are Underground, Art-Filled Tunnels Connecting Dreamy Islands
By Kayo Chang BlackJan. 22, 2025 6:45 am EST

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In “No Time to Die,” James Bond, played by Daniel Craig, stands on the fictional Poison Island moments before his death while overlooking the desolate volcanic mountains and the endless ocean surrounding him. In real life, Poison Island is played by Kalosy, one of the Faroe Islands, also known as Bond’s final resting place. In March 2022, the local villagers erected a tombstone to commemorate the most legendary spy in cinema. 

Read More: https://www.islands.com/1766959/situated-between-art-filled-underground-tunnels-connect-remote-dreamy-europe-faroe-islands-iceland-scotland/

The Persian Empire, under Darius III, was renowned for its riches, and Alexander’s victories at Issus and Gaugamela granted him access to vast treasures. The legendary treasury of Persepolis, the Persian capital, alone is said to have held an immense quantity of gold, silver, and other precious items. Historical accounts suggest that the treasure Alexander looted from Persia was so immense that it had to be transported by thousands of camels and mules.

Like Cheddar Man, Targett has blue eyes and his skin is quite dark. “I’ve also got his nose and perhaps his hairline,” he said. Intriguingly, Targett revealed that two 14-year-old girls were also found to have links to Cheddar Man. But to protect them, they were not told.

The latest DNA tests suggest Cheddar Man’s ancestors left Africa, moved into the Middle East and headed west into Europe before crossing the ancient land bridge Doggerland connecting Britain to continental Europe.

Facial reconstruction of Cheddar Man, who lived 10,000 years ago and had dark brown skin and blue eyes.
A facial reconstruction of Cheddar Man, who lived 10,000 years ago and had dark brown skin and blue eyes. Photograph: Natural History Museum/EPA

Current students at the academy are excited and inspired by this idea.

“It’s incredible,” said Aiden Malik, 16. “The fact that he has the darker skin tone reminds us that we are all one race – the human race. That’s what’s most important. We should all respect one another.”

Malik and his friends reel off their diverse heritages: they have Pakistani, Irish, Greek Cypriot, Swedish, Sri Lankan, Guyanese, Indian and French roots.

“No one is pure British,” said Isaac McAndrew, 15. “With the rise of extremist groups, like EDL [the English Defence League], people are getting more scared of immigrants. These groups tell people: ‘You need to get out of the country because we were here first.’ That’s just factually wrong.”

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Why is Donald Trump so orange? This has been one of the mysteries of the 2016 presidential campaign. The internet is full of speculation, but the consensus is that Trump is an aficionado of bad spray tans or the tanning booth. (The white goggle lines are a dead giveaway.) He hasn’t always been this shade. Fifteen years ago, Trump’s pallor was almost normal. But something changed about 10 years ago and the internet hasn’t fully explained why. There might be a strong clue: Trump’s longtime friendship with the former CEO of a tanning company.

Starfish Takes A Wife

Posted on December 18, 2019 by Royal Rosamond Press

The Royal Janitor

by

John Presco

Chapter Five:      ‘I Take This Woman’

Some of the brightest minds in the World Intelligence Industry swear they felt the floor of BAD headquarters, shake, when Miriam got off the elevator and headed for the BAD war room – in her bare feet! Miriam had large Nordic feet because her DNA material were infamous walkers! Her Viking kin hauled their long boats out of the Volga a dozen times as they headed to the Black and Caspian Sea, then, it’s on the Damascus! Starfish’s Aleut DNA walked across the Bearing Straits to the New World. Russian is a second language for this very durable and determined native people. Everyone in the war room froze when they heard Miriam’s question she bellowed out, as she….came!

“Who’s been talking behind my back?” (Fee-fi-fo-fum)

Everyone turned to face The Giant, but Victoria. She was frozen in place, her whole body tingling with an energy she had never known. It had been three days since they had lay eyes on each other. Now it was X-Mas Time. Victoria felt like a four year old.

“Don’t you think I can feel that, hear you? My ears have been ringing for days!”

Starfish walking up to a woman who knew martial arts, but she dare not take a defensive posture. She had heard how bad-ass Miriam is. Now she was the recipiant of the dead-fish-eye stare.

“Is  it you? What do you have to say – to my face?”

The poor woman had to lower her head, because she read the message.

“Come. It’s time to hunt and kill a whale!” There was no conjecturing in Miriam’s look, that now took in the storyboard and the iconic portrait of a member of her tribe.

“I see you have summonded the spritit of my ancestor, Saint Peter, the Aleut Savior? Did you ask his permission?” Taking two steps, Starfish has locked on to a young handsom man, who could read the other covert question.

“Do you have designs on my woman? Are you lusting after her?”

Walking up to an older woman, Starfish put her face close to her face.

“You’re wondering if I have Romanov blood in my veins. You’ve been plotting how to get a sample of my saliva. Have you considered……..a kiss?”

The poor woman’s eyes were as wide as can be as she ran to the Lady’s room. There was some leakage.

The dozen or so souls who had formed a human shield around their boss, parted like the Red Sea as Starfish came towards her love object, who was trying to conceal her trembling, make it go away by taking deep breaths. Victoria jumped out of her skin when she felt Miriam’s hands fall upon her shoulders.

“Is it you who has been talking about me – behind my back? I could hear you hundreds of miles away.”

Victoria could not take it, and turned to face her accuser. She gasped. Miriam was wearing facial paint, perhaps, war-paint? She broke out in a joyful smile. Here she was, her beloved crazy woman, letting it all hang-out. For sure she had come from the Isle of Wight to ask only one person the question. Starfish was giving her the fish-eye that she received the day they met. She was sizing up her new boss. This is when Victoria fell in love. Her eyes twinkled with love and devotion. This is the most unique human being she will ever meet. For a second Starfish’s eyes twinkled back, then, she bent down and hoisted Victoria over her shoulder!

“I take this woman. She is mine from this day on! Does anyone object?”

“I object!” said the elderly woman who had come back from the bathroom. “This is unheard of. That woman has rights! All women have rights! This is an outrage!”

Three giant steps, and Miriam was in her face, again, as was Victoria’s bum. She was as lifeless as a seal pelt.

“So you do want to fight me. The emptying of ones bowels and bladder is a good thing before we battle. Being a Breatharian, I have not eaten or drank water for three days. I am good to go. Do you prefer the horn of the Narwhale, or, a Whalebone?

To be continued.

The latest DNA tests suggest Cheddar Man’s ancestors left Africa, moved into the Middle East and headed west into Europe before crossing the ancient land bridge Doggerland connecting Britain to continental Europe.

Facial reconstruction of Cheddar Man, who lived 10,000 years ago and had dark brown skin and blue eyes.
A facial reconstruction of Cheddar Man, who lived 10,000 years ago and had dark brown skin and blue eyes. Photograph: Natural History Museum/EPA
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History

The Aleut people, also known as the Unangan, live in the Aleutian Islands and parts of Alaska. They are not native to Greenland, but they share a close relationship with the Inuit people of Greenland. 

Historically, Kalaallit referred specifically to the people of Western Greenland. Northern Greenlanders call themselves Avanersuarmiut or Inughuit, and Eastern Greenlanders call themselves Tunumiit, respectively.[13]

He’s one of us’: modern neighbours welcome Cheddar Man

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DNA tests suggesting man who lived 10,000 years ago had dark skin and blue eyes cause a stir

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Rachel Andrews, who was tending the bar at the Black Dog Saloon, a wild west-themed cider pub at the foot of Cheddar Gorge, was not going to have a word said against the village’s most famous former resident.

“We’re very proud of Cheddar Man,” she said. “There’s a really good, strong community spirit around here. We all look after each other and he’s definitely one of us.”

It has been a big week for the people of Cheddar, a tucked-away corner of Somerset famed across the globe for its cheese, soaring cliffs and ancient caves.

Rachel Andrews
Rachel Andrews: ‘We’re very proud of Cheddar Man.’ Photograph: Adrian Sherratt/The Guardian

Like the rest of the world, the village had long believed that Cheddar Man, a human hunter-gatherer who lived here 10,000 years ago and whose bones were found in the gorge, had pale skin and fair hair. But DNA analysis suggests he actually had a very dark to black complexion, dark hair and blue eyes. “It doesn’t matter what he looked like,” said Andrews. “What’s colour got to do with it?”

It is no surprise that Andrews is clued-up about prehistory; after all, her history teacher at the village school, the Kings of Wessex academy, Adrian Targett, can boast a distant familial connection with Cheddar Man.

Twenty years ago, Targett and a group of pupils underwent tests to find out if there was a DNA link between modern residents and Cheddar Man. Targett was found to have a connection. “Cheddar Man and I share a common female ancestor,” explained Targett, 62, who is now retired from the school.

The revelation two decades ago turned Targett into a local celebrity. He took a week off school to do a round of media interviews, appeared on Richard and Judy’s sofa and said a tabloid offered him a handsome fee to pose in a leopardskin loincloth. “I said no. I’d have been remembered for the rest of my life as the man who got his kit off,” he said.

Bond on Bond on Bond

Posted on March 17, 2022 by Royal Rosamond Press

I think Lara, and her father, Cees Roozemond, like my Dutch history I shared, but not the poor leftist Bohemian, attached to it. As a rule, Horse People in America are right-wing Republicans.

The evolution of Victoria Rosemond Bond.

History will tell, the reason Putin invaded Ukraine (for starters) is that he – the richest and most powerful man in the world – ended up with a woman that is right out of Van Gough’s ‘The Patatoe Eaters’. You could title her ‘The Potato Peeler’ because she has calves like tree stumps, because, she stands at the sink peeling potatoes all day!

Mystery solved!

I spent twelve hours on the internet looking for a replacement for Rena Easton, who made Ian’s Day – he finding and marrying a High Beauty of Class – a ballerina who danced for the Royal Ballet. I found her in the Poet, Lara Roozemond, who like Rena, sent me a poem she wrote. I responded, and she could not believe this old grey-haired nobody was doing a Grand Bonding Job on her. This is why I have Starfish calling John von Bond on his Royal Bullshit – all thru my un-finished Bond Book, A Bullshitter’s work – is never done! We see this in the BS of Donald Bond.

I’m going to have Victoria Bond be a Dylan Freak. Owning a extremely high I.Q. and knowing she has arrested development due to her sequestered childhood, she becomes a modern sculptress who flips out to her complete collection of Dylan albums.

“When the staff heard ‘Visions of Johanna’ echoing thru the halls of Osborne, they knew they were going to hear it a dozen times before she moved on……to the next song.”

John von Bond

Lyrics

Ain’t it just like the night to play tricks when you’re tryin’ to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded, though we’re all doin’ our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin’ you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there’s nothing, really nothing to turn off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind

Bond Woman No.1

Posted on March 19, 2018 by Royal Rosamond Press

I am going to have my Bond Women do walk-ons in my movies made from my books ‘The Royal Janitor’. Thank my Lucky Stars for discovering Candida Bond in my blog on Howard Waldon! The women of the rich and royal will play the roles of waitress, maid, flower girl, janitor ect. all those who Serve Man. It will be really chic to spotted in my Bondish flics.

With the marriage of Meghan Markle to Prince Harry, a bond will be made between America and Britain. Royal and rich males will do walk-ons in my second movie. I will be the conduit, an Atlantic Chunnel.

Candida’s kin, Lord Howard de Walden, had his portrait sculpted by Rodin. Does Candida know? I will be the Western Cultural Merlin. Howard was a great genealogist and expert on heraldry. When I looked at his genealogy and cote of arms, I saw one of the most complex and detailed family trees I have come across. I wonder if I am Howard reborn. He died in 1946.

I posted this Bond blog yesterday morning. Around three I went shopping and did some composing. I tend to walk around stores in a trance. About nine last night I found Candida. I am blown away. The opening of my book finds Serena on a couch in the basement of Osborne House, fast asleep with a chisel and hammer in her hand. She is covered in marble dust. She is having her dream……………….

“I just found The Muse for my Bond, who will be a woman, who believes she is the embodiment of Camille Claudel, who like Gwen John, was Rodin’s lover. She refused to be his loyal disciple, and for being true to oneself, was shut away in a asylum. When I went to visit Rena in 1970, she took me to the art studios and unraveled a life-size clay statue her new lover was doing of – himself!

“Why isn’t he using you as a model?”

What I am doing is shuffling in the Getty Family Tree with the Waldon Tree. Dame Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor was born in Britain and was knighted in a feminine manner that Howard understands like no other. Did he meet Camille in Rodin’s studio? Did he ever consider he was playing God. SometimesI wonder if I descend from Scribes.

When I told my sixteen year old daughter I was a genealogist of some renown, she looked at me with utter disgust.

“And how much does that pay!”

When we first met, she expected me to hand her the keys to the Bentley parked in back of the Rosamond gallery, with the trunk stuffed with $20 dollar bills!

“Did you look in the glove compartment and find your new credit cards and cellphones? You will call me now and then?”

Royal genealogies are the first Facebook. Making connections is what these people are all about. The fear fathers have of Gold Diggers, is the stuff books are made of.  The want of a Honest Matchmaker is so very vital. And then, there are the Nine Muses. Have they made a comeback?

Jon Presco

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Lord Howard de Walden c.1905-6 Auguste Rodin 1840-1917 Presented by Lord Howard de Walden 1939 http://www.tate.org.uk/art/work/N05034

Lord Howard de Walden (1880-1946) was a wealthy British landowner and patron of the arts. He greatly admired Rodin’s work, and commissioned this portrait in 1905, when the artist was at the height of his renown. De Walden travelled to Rodin’s studio at Meudon, on the outskirts of Paris, to sit for the sculpture. The pose is frontal and, unusually for Rodin, the sitter’s expression is passive and calm. According to a story told by his wife, the medal-like marks on the chest of the bust were made during an interval between sittings when de Walden and Rodin discussed heraldry.

Elizabeth Taylor pictured in a scene from one of her most famous films, ‘Cleopatra’.Elizabeth Taylor pictured in a scene from one of her most famous films, ‘Cleopatra’.

The catwalk has met the auctioneer’s gavel and gone online – offering Chanel-labelled fashion and accessories and one of the late Hollywood actress Elizabeth Taylor’s diamond rings.

In a streaming fashion show last Saturday, a California auction house aimed to modernise the auction format with what it called the “first ever runway fashion show auction”.

http://www.scmp.com/magazines/style/people-events/article/2122842/elizabeth-taylors-ring-chanel-fashions-first-catwalk

‘I wanted to go into the big, bad world’

Candida Bond is the face of Chanel’s Allure perfume. She talks to Christa D’Souza about her sculpture, modelling and her high society wedding

By Christa D’Souza

12:00AM BST 30 Apr 2001

CANDIDA BOND is full of apologies. She is nine and a half minutes late for our appointment. “Gosh, I do hope I haven’t kept you waiting,” she says, as she flies into the room, a vision in tight black Chanel trousers and stilettos. “It’s just that I’ve been in fittings all morning for my wedding dress.”

Feat of clay: sculptor Candida Bond suddenly found herself as the exhibit after fashion house Chanel persuaded her to model for its worldwide advertising campaign

That wedding took place on Saturday in Chipping Camden, Gloucestershire, when she married William Stanhope, the handsome, eccentric 33-year-old heir to Viscount Petersham’s £100 million London estate. But, when we meet, the ceremony is still a few days off, and it is clear from her frantic air that there are last-minute arrangements to make. The wedding, she admits, is the only thing on her mind. The guest list will include aristocrats and celebrities. But the one person that Bond really wants to be there is the man who made her wedding dress, Karl Lagerfeld.

We are in an oriental-styled room at the glossy London headquarters of Chanel. It’s an appropriate venue, considering that 29-year-old Bond has been the face of Allure, Chanel’s newest fragrance, for just over 18 months.

“He says he’s coming,” she says, brightly, her borzoi frame curled up neatly on the sofa, “but we shall see.” As her mind wanders to contemplate Lagerfeld’s creation, she twiddles her large diamond engagement ring (a family heirloom that Stanhope redesigned) and her cool features break out into a wide smile. “I first saw the dress at the last couture show and I thought: ‘Hmm, I wonder if that can be made into a wedding dress?’ I saw Karl backstage afterwards and he said: ‘Absolutely’. Honestly, it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. After the wedding I want to get a dummy and put it in a glass case. It’s like sculpture.”

This is an apt comparison, considering that Bond is a sculptor. Indeed, it was after a photograph of her, posing next to one of her sculptures, had appeared in Vogue in 1998 that a representative from Chanel called her at her Gloucestershire studio. “At first, I assumed it was a friend playing a practical joke.” But a month or so later, she was whisked away to Paris to be photographed by Patrick de Marchelier for a worldwide television campaign, having beaten 600 other hopefuls to land the assignment.

“It was an extraordinary experience,” Bond recalls. “I was so nervous – I didn’t know what I had let myself into. Until then, I’d only ever been photographed by my mother. Suddenly, here I was, in this enormous studio with 70 crew members. I took one look at it all and felt like saying: ‘Can I go home, please?’ ”

The daughter of Ian Bond, a wealthy landowner, and his wife, Caroline, a former actress, Candida was the eldest of four children and a maddening all-rounder. She swam for England, did well at tennis, plays the piano and the flute (“I played it a friend’s wedding recently”), and, from the age of 14, had a great passion for sculpture. But the idea of being a model didn’t cross her mind. “Never, never, never!” she insists.

After passing her A-levels, Bond went to Paris, ostensibly to learn French. Instead, she became an apprentice to a French sculptor whose studio she happened upon while walking through the Marais district. When she returned home, her father was not best pleased with her. “I wanted to go out into the big bad world, but my old man wanted me to train my mind. I mean, my brother went to Oxford”

Bond was given an ultimatum; either go to university, or get a proper job. She went for the latter option, and began working for the designer Sir Hardy Amies. But her career quickly changed course when, at 19, she met the artist David Wynne under a painting at the Victoria and Albert Museum. “He asked me if I liked the painting – I can’t even remember what it was – and then told me to go home and make him something. Very sheepishly, I turned up at his studio the next day with an appalling piece of sculpture, and he immediately took me on as a pupil.”

For five years, Bond was Wynne’s muse – posing for him, travelling with him to India, and working with him on various high-profile projects. In 1996, she decided to go solo and, the following year, held her first exhibition at the Air Gallery in London. But then, along came the Chanel contract (which her employer denies is worth £1 million a year, as has been reported) and her creative projects have had to take a back seat.

She misses all of that drilling and chiselling – “the messy, masculine side of my life” – but modelling has definite advantages, even though she winces every time she sees herself on a billboard or gets recognised on the Eurostar (an increasingly common occurrence). For a start, her cupboards are full of Chanel suits and she has made new friends – among them, Carole Bouquet (another, former, face of Chanel) and her boyfriend, Gerard Depardieu, one of Bond’s favourite actors.

But what does her new husband make of it? Will, a venture capitalist and mountaineer who used to drive around London in a leopardskin-upholstered hearse, has found the modelling world an eye-opener. As Bond recalls, after taking him backstage following the last Chanel couture show in Paris: “I’m not sure he quite knew where to look.”

When the couple return from their honeymoon (“I have no idea where he is taking me, but I hope it’s South America because I’ve never been there”) Bond is keen to get back to her sculpture. She is dying to pull on her filthy dungarees, plunge her hands into some clay and forget all about catwalks and visible panty lines.

For now, the maddening all-rounder is happy with the way her two careers are progressing, even though she finds it difficult to juggle them both. “To do two things well is impossible,” she says, looking down at flawless French-manicured nails, “but sculpture is something I can do until I’m 90. Modelling has a time limit. And I really couldn’t turn down the offer when it came. Imagine all those girls out there who would love to be in my position.”

Rush by Lara Roozemond

Posted on April 30, 2018 by Royal Rosamond Press

I got another poem by Roozemond in my e-mail. I sent her about five messages. She never responds. I gave her several feedbacks, but, they are not approved. The only response was to those three posts on her facebook, that she asked me to remove.

I think I got a great short story, where an old man is dying, and he chooses this beautiful woman to leave everything to. He knows all the producers in Hollywood, and they want her to come there and do several screen tests. But, she is in such a rush, so busy with her career, she never responds to anything.

The man dies, and leaves everything to an animal shelter. Before he kicks the bucket, he authors the most beautiful farewell poem ever written. It goes into her SPAM pile, where all his e-mails…….go!

She had read only half his first e-mail, and was going to read the rest, when she was not in such a rush. She meant to put it in her save file, but hit the SPAM button instead. From then on her computer recognized the miscreant, and – SPAMMED HIS ASS – but good!

Jon

P.S. Did I just write Lara a poem – she will never read?

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Rush
Rush

I am in a hurry because the day is short
I am in a hurry because the pressure is high
I’m in a hurry because it has to be finished
I am in a hurry because I do not know what to do
I am in a hurry because I have to result
I am in a hurry because everybody is in a hurry
I am in a hurry because I am stuck in a current
I am in a hurry because I have to meet expectations
I am in a hurry because I am wasting my time
I am in a hurry because it is almost tomorrow
I am in a hurry because I do not know what to do tomorrow
I am in a hurry because I have to do so much
I’m in a hurry because I do nothing
I am in a hurry because time is in a hurry
I am in a hurry because it is evening
I am in a hurry because I am not satisfied yet
I am in a hurry because I am in a hurry
I am in a hurry because I am tired

I’m in a hurry

I tired

Flight – Lara Roozemond

Posted on April 30, 2018 by Royal Rosamond Press

This is a poem from Lara sent to my e-mail on April 17th. I just found it. Are you getting a message, a cry for “HELP!” ?

No one responds to her poetry, but me. I first sent her a url to this blog when I did. I think she thought it was spam, thought that was all she deserves. It is said life imitates art. The top pic came with the poem. It has occurred to me that if I died, I might be….an angel.

Jon

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Flight
I swim
I swim in a sea of rules
I get stuck in a safety net of fear
Words are shooting through space
Tears are building up
Fires will go flames
Bomb explodes
Hard noise, limited visibility
No oxygen
Run in danger

I run
I run without a final destination
I am hunting but without protection
I get out of breath but I do not stop
I am tired but I ignore that
I’m going on

I’m going on
I do not have to stand still
I need a new adventure
I need confirmation
I have to keep hunting
I have to adrenaline
I have to continue

I flee
and I know why
I’m going to keep the secret
I’m not telling you
You do not know
It does not do anything to you
I’m not hurting you
You do not feel any pain
I hurt myself
I feel pain
I am in pain
I am in pain
au
Stop at au

I stop
I stop for now
I return
I feel small
I want to be myself
I do not want to be myself
I’m stuck
I’m stuck
I’m stuck
I’m stuck
Back to the sea
I’m going to swim again

Victoria Bond – Born April 17th.

Posted on April 30, 2018 by Royal Rosamond Press

Victoria Bond was born on April 17th. This is like a movie within a movie. When I called Lara ‘My Wing’ I wondered if I had called her my angel…..who is reborn.

Jon

Tragically She killed herself on 3rd July 1965 aged only 35, overdosing on sleeping pills. When someone dies young it is always a sad event, what is most sad about Dyer is how she seems to have been forgotten. Sources for this entry are very few and far between. Maybe she will be rediscovered and more light can be shed on this sad lady who had everything given to her, yet could not find peace and happiness.

Since the dawn of human history, there have been beautiful, rich women who seem to ‘have it all’. Some have created enduring ripples (Daisy Fellowes), some have chosen to look beyond their comfortable existence (Millicent Rogers). Even with the current batch of socialites, it can feel like they will linger forever (hardly a thought that fills me with joy….). Having said that, you can seem blessed but you can still be written out of history. Just look at the life, death and blackout of Nina Dyer.

Born Nina Sheila Dyer on 15 February 1930 in Sri Lanka. Her family were wealthy thanks to their tea plantation. Seeking more stimulation, Dyer moved first to London and then Paris for her modelling career.

The Eternal Return – Revisited

Posted on November 7, 2017 by Royal Rosamond Press

When I saw the beautiful young woman emerge from the water in the Omega watch commercial, I gasped. Here was the shape of Rena Easton’s head. She is a Mermaid. Like me, she is a Time Traveler. Her late husband, and their daughter, were Time Travelers. I told Marilyn I have no dreams of the future, and suggested – there is no future! I have gone into The Past – my past – and then some! I have been trying to steer the ship away from the rocks, and save the world. Have I failed? Have we failed? How many Time Travelers are there? We are………..The Alpha and Omega! I have been chosen to speak to you directly. There have been signs.

“Where are you?”

“Here I am!”

The first question God asked the Man and Woman He created, was…………

“Where art thou?”

He made Adam and Eve in His image. God is a Time Traveler. He is The Time Master. He is………….Eternal!

Rena has long known the world is ending. This is why she came West, to find me. We recognized one another from a Eternal Place and Space that is clear, but, can not completely be made manifest for the reason our bodies are about the business of – living! And, loving. Our flesh recoils at the idea it is limited. This is why World Saviors are rejected. However, there is an eternal element in us all that is attracted to us, and will get in our way – deliberately – in order to prolong life. There is a choice, to give up life, and cross over, to where ones heart, beats to a better time. Sometimes, you have to laugh!

I hereby copyright – TIME! A watch can not be the product. I NOW own all watches, in theory!

Love is The Vehicle. This is why I can not give up the love I have for my muses. I became a sexual being when I was twenty. I was on my way to India. My work with women, is out of this world. Rena and I have met, and loved before. Ian has been with us, we are a triangle. He is the brother – I deserved! Our mission, is, and was, the same.

“Save the world!”

“Save the world!”

Commodore…………Sir Ian Easton, put ‘The White Crusader’ in the race……………..for time!

We are, the Alpha and Omega. This is our story. We are…………The Chosen! We were at Tyre, with Jesus. I know why he healed those who were born with their afflictions in Mark 7. I have revealed most of the secret of this, as to why Jesus does not want his disciples to tell others what he has done. Why?

The Truth has been covered up – buried! I am chosen to uncover…………The Truth! In 1948, in Boston, Christians censored Jean Cocteau’s movie. Cocteau was an alleged member of the Priory De Sion.

“I cannot say how stunned and revolted I was to see the local censors had cut the last half-minute from the film. In the final scene Iseult rushes to her lover’s deathbed and arrives too late. She, too, is dying and quietly lies down beside him, yielding up her life in one final embrace. At this point the surroundings melt from sight and by a king of cinematic magic the real eternity of the lovers’ story is brought before the eyes.

In Boston, Iseult is never allowed to reach the dead body of her lover. This type of vulgar censorship does not ruin the film but it does ruin the appetite.”

Rena is my Iseult. We spent fifty days camping together. Her beauty was utterly overwhelming. It was mind altering. Did she know? She lied about her age. She was not eighteen. I was twenty four. I was in the presence of my elder who gave me a thousand and one looks, like the one give in the Omega ad, and my heart stopped beating a hundred times………..in gratitude! I gave my life up for her, before, and will joyfully do so again.

We have seized the Buck Institute. Prepare to synchronize your watches!

Jon Presco

Copyright 2017

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FREMANTLE, Australia — Officials with Britain’s White Crusader syndicate vying for the America’s Cup said Thursday they will seek a ruling from the New York Supreme Court on the legality of a new keel cast in Australia.

Ian Easton, a director of the syndicate, said a specially-designed keel was cast in Perth for its yacht.

The British say they may fit it to the 12-Meter before the third round-robin of the challenger series starts Dec. 2.
Both the Royal Perth Yacht Club and the Yacht Club Costa Smeralda – the governing bodies of the America’s Cup — have rejected the syndicate’s request to use the keel, noting it violates the Deed of Gift stipulation that yachts must be designed and built in the club’s native country.
The British maintain any replacement of the original keel should be considered a modification and therefore permissable.
Easton noted the cost of molding a complete new keel in the country of origin plus flying it to Australia would be prohibitive and ‘greatly favor the defenders over the challengers.’

The Eternal Return

The Moviegoer

NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED October 9, 1948

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In a foreword to his film, “The Eternal Return,” the French writer Jean Cocteau explains that the title is borrowed from Nietzsche, and that it means great legends of the past may re-occur without their participants being aware of it. with this interesting idea in mind, M. Cocteau has chosen to present the Tristan-Iseult legend in contemporary settings and in something of the same grand-manner that was to be so successful in his later film “Beauty and the Beast.” But, unlike its successor, “The Eternal Return” asks the audience to accept its fairy tale as readily as if it were in today’s headlines: “IRATE MATE SPRINGS LOVE TRAP–Wife and Lover Found Souped-up on Love Potion.”

If you will allow yourself the indulgence of some of Jean Cocteau’s particular brand of photographic sensualness, which is the primary commodity of “The Eternal Return,” you will probably have a big time. Otherwise, you may wish that Cocteau had never put the love potion in the medicine cabinet.

The popular conception of the legend doesn’t seem to have been tampered with except for the introduction of a dwarf into the ill-fated household. He is about the most repulsive creature imaginable, addicted to listening at keyholes and cutting up flies. It seems a weakness on Cocteau’s part to have chosen a freak to personify the evil in the world. But perhaps the choice does not spring so much from Cocteau’s philosophy as from a mere theatrical whim. It is just such flaws, and not his experimental miscarriages, which keep Cocteau from getting one of out Genuine Genius Awards which are passed out so frequently these days.

Though the film is directed by Jean Delannoy, it is generally agreed that the quality is Cocteau’s. It is a beautifully composed picture; the photography and lighting is not tricky and weird, as might be expected, but soft and strangely caressing; the music is once again by Georges Auric and is most appropriate, the best than can be said of any film score.

In the role of Patrice (Tristan), Cocteau has placed his favorite actor, Jean Marais. Though probably not a very good actor, he serves Cocteau’s requirements well enough: he is beautiful, dashing and ethereal. Nathalie (Iseult), is played by a new actress, Madeleine Sologne. The role calls for her to be a little fey, but Mlle. Sologne behaves as if she hadn’t read her Master’s foreward. She seems, from the beginning, to be “aware” that she is Iseult. She is also too heavily made up for so pretty a young lady and actually is more attractive when the lipstick is gone, and she nears her death.

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I cannot say how stunned and revolted I was to see the local censors had cut the last half-minute from the film. In the final scene Iseult rushes to her lover’s deathbed and arrives too late. She, too, is dying and quietly lies down beside him, yielding up her life in one final embrace. At this point the surroundings melt from sight and by a king of cinematic magic the real eternity of the lovers’ story is brought before the eyes.

In Boston, Iseult is never allowed to reach the dead body of her lover. This type of vulgar censorship does not ruin the film but it does ruin the appetite.

The End Time has arrived for Scientology and other false prophets and prophecies.

Cees Roozemond & Horse People

Posted on April 30, 2018 by Royal Rosamond Press

I think Lara, and her father, Cees Roozemond, like my Dutch history I shared, but not the poor leftist Bohemian, attached to it. As a rule, Horse People in America are right-wing Republicans.

Jon Presco

https://www.youtube.com/embed/dFRR0a0ONLI?version=3&rel=1&showsearch=0&showinfo=1&iv_load_policy=1&fs=1&hl=en&autohide=2&wmode=transparentees Roozemond, here in 2013 with Bert Wassenaar.

It was already in the air, but now it is official. The KNHS reports that Cees Roozemond has been appointed as new chairman at the Members Council meeting today. In this position, he succeeds Theo Ploegmakers, who was KNHS chairman for nine years.

Former chairman KFPS

Cees Roozemond (1959) was chairman of the royal association ‘Het Friesch Paarden-Stamboek’ (KFPS) from 2005 to 2014. He was also a member of the Board of the Sector Council Horses from 2008 to 2010. In his hometown Bergen NH he was, until recently, owner of Stal Groeneweg. In addition, Cees fulfills numerous other activities: chairman Stichting het Paard van Friesland, chairman of the board of directors of SC Heerenveen, chairman of the supervisory board of Thialf and advisor Logistics Beequip. Cees is married and is the father of three adult children.

‘Roozemond dares to renew’

The Confidential Advisory Committee of the Council of Members argued the choice for Cees as follows: ‘Mr. Roozemond is a very experienced director and has a large international network. He is well able to connect, is a team player and knows how to present himself well. Because of his management experience at the KFPS, among other things, he has more than enough experience to be a chairman who dares to innovate and is expected to have sufficient experience to guide and support the developments of the KNHS. He has a clear vision. The multi-year policy plan ‘Changing hand’ will be able to guide and propagate Cees very well. ‘

‘Am looking forward to it!’

Cees Roozemond himself responds positively to his appointment: ‘I am ready and I am really looking forward to it. I am confident that we will work together on a beautiful equestrian future with respect for each other and with the look ahead.

Lara and The Trojan Horse

Posted on April 30, 2018 by Royal Rosamond Press

This is why Lara has refused to respond to my messages, the first one suggesting we are OF THE HORSE BLOOD! Rosamond means “Horse protection”. Hrosmund. Did Cees see my posts, and is furious? What have I stumbled upon – The Priory de Sion – who want to build a GIANT HORSE in the wilderness? Does Cees see his daughter mounting that horse? My God, I have been insulting the shit out of Cees’ pet project!

What a story! Lara is destined for Hollywood – and Cees knows it! Watch this video! I am going to write the Dutch Government and suggest they honor our kin Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor at this monument! The truth needs to be told! It needs to get out! Lara has been buried alive! In the scene where she is anointed the Eel Queen, the Pope who is watching on T.V. pushes a button with these letters on it OD. And, out he comes from his room. You see his shiny shoes, then the back of a huge man, heading for his mater. Lara has inadvertently stirred up some real holy shit!

Jon Presco

Lara! She calls to you!

“Come away Lara…..with me!”

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A proud and elegant Frysk Hynder in a beautiful location at the gate of the province. A special image that fits in the environment as if it had been there from a long time ago. A familiar landmark for the people passing by, inextricably linked to the province of Fryslân.

The dream location is a place in the area around the head of the Afsluitdijk on the Frisian side. The Afsluitdijk as a symbol of the Dutch battle against water, combined with the image of the Horse, as an icon of Fryslân, will undoubtedly become an attraction of international allure.

On this website you will find all information about this artwork of steel, over 25 meters high which has to be built with Frisian craftsmanship. You can download the newsletter and you can read the latest messages that have appeared in the media. And not unimportant, you can become a friend of Het Paard van Fryslân via our website.

If you would like to know more about this project, please view the detailed project description .

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