Bonds With Angels – At The California Hotel

Above is an old photo of the California Hotel where I believe my mother lured my best friend to his doom. They took the bus here after the Presco Children went to sleep, or, drove here in Rosemary’s Ford Anglia. I believe Bill Arnold was thirteen the first time she got him – between her legs – and in the clutches of her evil soul.

For several hours yesterday I watched The Movies on CNN. Almost everyone of them were applicable to my life story. My friend Casey began to notice my family was an architype. It blew his mind. He called me twice a day. We have long conversations. He became jealous. Victor, Mark, and Victor’s grandson, Cian, were very jealous of me. Our sane and sound family history was almost nil. What was left of it, appeared to be in my possession.

But, I was an oddball, a quirky artist and poet. These are powerfully logical Germans of good German stock. all three – HATE ART! Rosemary told her three eldest children she was a criminal who made porno movies, and did tricks for Big Bone’s Elmer. She told us she had a scholarship to Camarillo State Mental Hospital. In 1990, I told my father if they cut off his leg I want to mount it like a Marlin. When I saw the Sopranos I saw Vic and his branch of the family. His father was a professional gambler. His second wife Dee-Dee, shot my father in the back. The bullet is in his grave.

In my dream, my brother dies as he lived –  coward! His son is a coward. Is he considering sending some Filipinos after me? I may be impervious. I may live forever. I might be the archetypal Greek god, Dionysus. I was a secret architype, a template that is laid over the movie industry – and the music industry? Perhaps I am the Greek Godfather who is in charge of the Nine Muses?

You see, I was destined to be  great movie director. But, there is the real deal. After my death I began to direct on a level only the gods know.

When my mother told me my father was going blind from a rare disease, I flew from Boston to Oakland to see him at the hospital. The year is 1971. He is putting an ice pack on his – good eye. he already lost one. Several years later I found out our Dirty Dee-Dee knocked pop’s eye with a five pound ashtray. No cops were called.

What a little prick Cian O’Brian is. What a coward and a punk. He tried to lure my daughter away from me so he can have some more – fresh start – a do over! He inspires me to finish my story – and bury him under it! I will take no prisoners.

When Vic looked up at me at the hospital he saw this very strange and powerful person with energy pouring out of me. I was trying to do a healing. Big mistake. Big Victim had already got to my sisters after getting them good ad drunk. Did Dee-Dee know?

John Presco

Copyright 2019

The metaphorical character of the story related in the lyrics has inspired a number of conjectural interpretations by listeners. In the 1980s the Rev. Paul Risley of Cornerstone Church in Burlington, Wisconsin alleged that “Hotel California” referred to a San Francisco hotel that was purchased by Anton LaVey and converted into his Church of Satan.[44][45] Other rumors suggested that the Hotel California was the Camarillo State Mental Hospital.[46]

https://rosamondpress.com/2016/10/10/the-bohemian-club-of-crockett-2/

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hotel_California

https://rosamondpress.com/2018/08/20/chas-cunningham-real-life-villain/

https://rosamondpress.com/2018/09/26/why-i-died/

https://rosamondpress.com/2011/11/17/the-greatest-soap-opera-ever/

https://rosamondpress.com/2012/06/03/dirty-dee-dee-knocked-my-eye-out/

 

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Bonds With Angels – The Mob

It didn’t dawn on me I was homeless until I awoke in a very cold field in Oklahoma. It had gotten below freezing. I shivered myself to sleep. There was frost on the ground and on my poor sleeping bag. I greeted the warmth of the rising sun. I heard my angel say this;

“You can die this way!”

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I believe it was January 7, 1964. I’m telling time by the day President Kennedy got shot. I was ironing my pants on the house on Glendon in West Los Angeles when I heard the news. Millions of people can recall exactly what they were doing. I can see the steam rising from my pegged pants as I pressed hard down on the seam that I had to get exactly right. Our sister Christine had taught my brother Mark how to sew, and I asked him to show me. This pat might be a case of selective memory because I think my brother might be dead. I going into a deep rem sleep when I take my old man nap on my couch. My brother appear as an F-16 fighter jet that he helped designed. It was in a stall. Mark was trying to right it, and the nose pointed straight into the air. His pride and joy was headed for an outcropping of jagged rocks, not unlike the rocks that killed his two siblings. For the second time in my life I saw Mark – not in control. This time he could admit it. Having died, I own some expertise.

“Is this how it goes?” Mark asked. “I’m going to die.”

“Yes!” I said, and watched my brother hit the rocks. I awoke. If Mark was already dead, there may not be a way of knowing. According to Shannon, Mark had a stroke and disappeared. The last time I talked to our sister, Vicki Presco, she had refused to undergo a nother long lecture – with quiz – from the surviving misogynist neo-Nazi in the family, and he (the man of the family) and in a rage told our baby sister he was going to disappear himself and no one will find him.

Yesterday, around three, I awoke from another old man nap. I was in the Purvis home on Laguana Street in Oakland. Keith and Brian’s mother was going to make us dinner. Elizabeth was a O’Niel born in England. She married John (Jack) Purvis, a coal miner in Duncaster, like his forefathers. Jack did not fight in World War Two because he was a forman in the mines. He did his duty bringing up coal for the War Effort. Jack and Elizabeth gave birth to three sons and two daughters. When Kieth Purvis was nine, the Purivs family moved to Canada. Jack did not want his sons to work in the mines. Three years later, Elizabeth found herself in Oakland being the best mother I ever knew, and will know. She is the template of an English Mother who always welcomed me into her home. Late last night, as I lie in my bed, I figured out why. When I was seventeen, I took care of the baby in the Purvis family. I had made it to New York City and was living on the edge of Gweenrich Village when there was a knock on my door. I opened it, and it was Keith. He was sixteen years of age. I was seventeen.

“What are you doing here?” I asked incredulously.

“You told me I could stay with you, did you not! We spoke on the phone yesterday.”

“Yes, we did. But you said you were in Oakland and were hitchhiking to New York. How did you get here so fast? Where did you call me from?

“Pennsylvania!” That said, this, youth, pushed his way past me. I had two beds in my roo at the Saint George Hotel on 13th and Broadway.

“The small bed is yours!” I told this – strange stranger, and he let go a look of disdain. While I was at work the next day, Keith rearranged my room. He redecorated it. When I came home I found my bed over by the sink, wedged up against the pipes. His bed was moved next to the window where he would catch what breeze there is in the Hell City. Then I noticed this impetuous British Lad had moved the arnauea over, and it covered my infamous “dark” painting that Raphael mention on the Evil Biography. I had shucked it cross country in Uncle Fred’s duffle bag, along with my Harmony guitar I bought at Kaleibs. Byran MacLean sent me there. This was one of his hangouts.

“What is this?” I asked. A border and boundary had been crossed, and I was trying to demonstrate how upset I was, but, being an eccentric artist and poet, I got it. As my future best friend explained how things were going to be between us, or, how things are going to be – for him – I am chuckling. I am hearing the stranger is Heir t the throne of Ireland because his mother is a O’Neil. Thus, he expects to be a treated – with dignity!

“One other thing. I don’t have to work!”

“Are you saying – I have to support you?”

“Yes!”

“I can get you a job tomorrow – just like that!”

“I can’t work because I don’t own a Social Security Card!”

“I can get you that also. I had to get one to work at Man Power Inc. They send you out on temporary jobs that can become a steady one.”

“I don’t want a card, and I don’t want to work!”

“You can not stay here, unless you help with the food and rent!”

All the way to the Social Security office, Keith – ranted! He was famous for his rants that were delivered in his own accent. They were other worldly We are doing Dylan’s ‘Positively Forth Street’. I would never see the world completely – my way – again. I decide we could be friends. Already Keith is telling me he will never forgive me for forcing him to give up a huge party of his identity. He was born on a kithen table. I think Mrs. Purvis sent her sons Birth Cirtificate afer we called her on the hotel phone in the lobby. Jake and Neil heard the alien dialogue. This is why Mafia Max did not want to shoot me in the head, too, when three years later we returned to New York. Tim O’Connor was in the station wagon. He had slipped Mafia Max a goodly dose of LSD, and crossing the Mountains at three in the morning, Max hits the breaks, hard, jumps out, and shouts;

“EARTHQUAKE! Everyone out!”

I first heard of Keith from my late sister, Christine. She had gone up to Oakland to visit her friend, Linda Johnson. The Purvis home was a hundred yards away. Keith spotted Christine, and brought her home to meet his family. It was love at first sight.

“His mother dresses him every morning.”

“How do you know?”

“I saw it. Linda went over one morning, early, and woke him up. We couldn’t believe it. His mother was down on one knee putting on his socks!

So, I was going to be treated to Elizabeth’s famous English cooking, again, in my dream. There was a problem. Keith’s Mum has been dead for twenty years. I was left with a very deep sence of lonliness. Elizabeth was my second mother. I never met a kinder person. She was everything Rosemary was not. But, she tried. I remembers her calling up Tim O’Connor seneior. I met Tim when he was fourteen, at the wild party Vicki threw. He did not want to go home. There was some negotiating going on. Tim moved in with my mother, my sister, and Ray who owed the house in Reseda. Ray is my step-father.

In a fog, caught between two worlds, I check my e-mail. I read Tim’s message. He wants to make amends. I got upset when he refused to let me post the e-mails he sent me about his famous, who died – sixteen months ago? He never asked why I wanted to share our words. Let me tell him – now!

I had found my new Muse after Rena resigned. I was homeless when we met. I spent fifty days camping with the most beautiful woman in the world. She lied about her age. She was seventeen, the age of consent in Nebraska where she lived with her grandmother who later thanked me for taking care her granddaughter, and, making sure she got home, safely. Both Rena and Lara Roozemond inspired me to begin my James Bond novel, starring Victoria Bond. I considered a movie script, with Lara as the lead. We had one brief exchange, and I wanted her to know Tim, who lived on a boat his father gave him, on a canal in Holland.

Yesterday I learned a black woman will be the next Bond. I had faith this would be the case. Victoria’s secretary is a black woman in – my book – that will now be  book. I own some fame in regards to the Bond Legend. Bloefield is back in Bond 25. There is a scene at the College of Heraldry. This means an extensive genealogy has been done. I went looking for the e-mail where in I tell him I am authoring a Bond book. I found it, along with the degrading, insulting, and evil message from my newphew, Cian O’Connor, who figured out my daughter was getting my e-mails, too. He tried to get Heather and my newborn grandson of the O’Brian Camp so he could capture his father’s bloodline – completely – and be the only Presco wearig The Worthy Pants in the Presco Family. This was the evil game played by…….

Victor Presco. Mark Presco. Cian Presco. a.k,a, as Ciean O’Brian have been involved in this Sick Game of Presco Musical Chairs that is the most godawful Sanity Hearing of the all. Of course, I am not allowed to play because I am a certififed lunatic. I get SSI because I can not longer cope. The truth is Greg Presco died in in February of 1967 when he was twenty years of age. when he came back to life, he tried to form bonds with his family again, ad failed. He did form bonds with two of his friends mothers. Wanda Harkins had three sons I became close friends with.

In 1992 I entered therapy in order to try to repair my bond with Christine. She felt I abandoned her when I didn’t take her with me to New York. I told her it would not be safe for her hitchhiking with me. I believe I told her;

“They would kill me to get to you!”

Christine was sixteen. She was fifteen when Keith came t visit her on Midvale. Tim was fourteen when he asked me to be his guide when he took LSD for the first time. He had found out my cousin Randy and his good friend, Tyler Blake were going to take it. Tim, Vicki, and her friend, Pip, were going to take it. They got LSD from Shannon’s father. I agreed. Was it a big mistake? There was only one adult in my family. I took care of everybody. Christine admired me as an artist – ad loved me – too much! Rosemary was jealous. My mother got to Cian and Shamus, and warned them about me. You can read this between the lines of Cian’s rude divorce me from the family message. My therapist fired e because I would not do a simple genealogy. Then, I got into therapy. My hypnotherapist heard the truth…………..The Prescos are a Crime Family! Cian and Shamus don’t want to hear this, because it makes me a Real Player. I was always a threat to spill the beans. I was the Family Scapegoat. I was also The Real Family Talent.

I played chess for Keith’s life at the Saint George Hotel that turned out to be Max’s favorite hotel. Max was the real deal. He was a real Wise Guy who had come to live with us I the large Victorian on 13th. A member of the Brotherhood of Eternal Love rented this infamous house and invited The Loading Zone to come live with us. When Tim O’Connor was sixteen, he learned where I was living, and showed up. He got close with Max who had a pencil-thin mustache. The first time I beheld him, my angel said;

“This is a very dangerous man. He has killed people. Be careful!

Italian Catholics have been dealing with the Mafia and Costa Nostra for a very long time. The O’Brian brand of Catholic Therapy is not applicable. Labeling the ‘The Only Insane One’ does not work. Besides, it’s boring! Here is my public message to O’Connor.

Tim, you are a writer, too. I would like to collaborate with you on a screenplay. I would also like you to contribute to my autobiography that was titled ‘Capturing Beauty, but is o called ‘Bonds With Angels’. You may not know that it is a mystery how the Mafia came to be LSD manufacturers and dealers.  I would like four small chapters from you.

  1. Go into some detail about your bond with Christine. Were you lovers?
  2.  Give me details about Rosemary and your father.
  3.  Give me the history of 13th. Street and your relationship with Max and Ketih.
  4.  Give me some history of your residency in Venice

You and Peter Shapiro played music at my wedding reception. My wife was married to Thomas Pynchon whose book ‘Inherent Vice’ was made into a bad movie. Quinten Terantino has made a movie centered around the Manson family. He made a famous movie ‘Reservoir Dogs’. We fit with these. We are not fiction. We not only believed the world could be changed through better chemistry, we were on the Front Line. Our story is – worth something! You look like Doc in Pynchon’s movie.

We were so young, Tim. We weren’t even adults and we are real Hobo and Beatniks. Don’t tell Mrs. Purvis her second born son is dead. She brought the across………….the pond.

To my nephew, Cian. I dropped out of the Catholic Sanity Hearing and Racket when I was eleven. I just dropped back in. I am going – TO WIN!

John Presco

Copyright 2019

http://www.hitchhikingpoet.com/

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tim_O%27Connor_(actor)

https://www.furious.com/perfect/gratefuldeadlsd.html

https://www.ozy.com/true-story/whitey-bulger-i-was-a-guinea-pig-for-cia-drug-experiments/76409

http://www.bbc.com/culture/story/20170112-the-lsd-cult-that-terrified-america

John Ambrose <braskewitz@yahoo.com>

To:Tim O’Connor

Jul 24, 2018 at 11:40 AM

Hey Tim! Did we ever paint a house together? I recall you had a special paint-car. I told folks about your idea for the ‘Painter’s Ambulance Service’ that would roll up, change your fumed-blood, and hand you a cold one. Who else do you got to tell about stuck-tape in the hot sun. You only did that once. We are a special breed! 

Keith, Bryan, and painted this appartment. Keith showed up on LSD. We stuck him in a walk-in closet with a little window to keep him out of our way. Six hours later we check in on him. The white paint looked like velvet. It glowed! It was perfect. He bragged about how this was a real paint job. We laughed! No folks will ever be crazier – in a good way!

I had a big breakthrough in my book. Found out I am kin to Bohemian monarchs. I have been working on a James Bond revival. I am kin to Ian Fleming. Here is my GOOD START! I might send my blog our to publishers-producers – a first.

I love this pic of you. Can I use it?

Jon-Gregory

Room 318 Imperial Hotel

I was a member of Absolutely Bond for one day, then got banned by Barbel who titles himself the “Chief of Staff”. He said this was the “warning” he gave me. This is not a warning. It is an opinion as far as I was concerned, from some fellow member of the group. There were other titles. I had been informing fellow posters that I am kin to Ian Fleming via Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, and Aileen Getty. I told my peers I am authoring a Bond book titled ‘Victoria Bond’. I informed Glidrose of this. Here is my educated response. It is a poetry lesson. In Skyfall, part of a Tennyson poem is quoted. Poems are turned into songs. It is not common knowledge Liz, and all the actors in OUR family tree, are kin to Ian Fleming. sometimes people TAKE your info and use it for their purposes – after they censor you. I own a registered newspaper. Royal Rosamond Presco. I take these things very seriously. I am not going away. I demand an explanation! 

John Presco

Presco. While this is interesting, and all, it’s getting off topic.”

Re: Bond girls / artists for theme song

Dame Elizabeth ROSEMOND Taylor married Richard Burton, who Fleming wanted to play James in the first Bond movie. My kin almost married Bond writer, Kevin McClory, but, married movie producer, Todd, instead. Kevin and Todd died good friends. There are many famous actors in Liz’s family tree. She stole Eddie Fisher from actress Debbie Reynolds. Was Carrie ever considered for a Bond movie? Barbel, I suspect you are referring to my poetry lesson? Queen Victoria had two cousins who ruled Empires. Victoria wanted most of the known world to speak the English language over the German and Russian tongue. Poets and writers were considered emissaries of the Queen. To back these authors up. were the biggest battleships ever made. Churchill was an artist. Liz lived in Augustus John’s home. Her father and uncle had a gallery on Bond St. in London. The Fleming family has an art gallery. Liz married into the Getty, and Melon family, who own most of the word’s art. WHAT is James Bond fighting for? The Greeks and Romans held poetry contests. Then, there were physical contests. Beautiful women were – THE PRIZE! Roman conquered Britain. Britania – freed Britain. Movie producers and promoters want as many Hollywood names as possible – to make money! Liz and Ian dies not knowing they were going to be part of a Dynasty – that I put together! A hundred million earthlings are engrossed by their family tree. I am on topic! https://rosamondpress.com/2018/08/15/li … nection-2/ 

https://www.tolstoytherapy.com/2012/10/skyfall-and-tennyson.html

John Ambrose <braskewitz@yahoo.com>

To:lara@roozemond.eu

May 21, 2018 at 11:03 AM

Lara, I just put you with Harry and Meghan. I want you to be the first female James Bond. Rival authors with movie scripts have been sabotaging me. Did they get to you? 

John Presco

Springfield Oregon 541 653-8923

Prince Harry and James Bond

 

 

Elmer ‘Big Bones’ Remmer

I met Elmer ‘Big Bones’ Remmer when I was fifteen. He and his wife (or girlfriend) looked like Mr. and Mrs. Santa Claus, they both having white hair. They walked into our home on San Sebastian Avenue, our benefactor wanting to meet the children of their employee. Rosemary ( a made woman?) was working for Rucker hydraulics in Emmeryville and met Remmer in the Oaks or Menlo Club located in mob-owned town. She started editing porno movies for Remmer, then starred in them. Many nights Rosemary did not get home till after her four children were asleep. We would find a doggy bag from a restaurant in the fridge. Vicki sees her three older siblings as her real parents.Remmer was bigger then I thought. He is named along with Mickey Cohen and Frank Sinatra. He ran the Cal-Neva Lodge and took his case to the highest court in regards to his card rooms in Emeryville and San Francisco. It looks like Remmer was trying to make gambling legal in all of California which would put the Mob out of business in Nevada. However, Remmer was the Mob.

There was a brawl and arrest in LA involving the actress, Vicki Raaf. Here, Hollywod make-believe, meets real reality!

Jon Presco

Copyright 2012

“Don’t leave me with the monster!”

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For the last month I have been considering my death due to my ongoing struggle with prostate cancer. My two dear friends, Marilyn Reed, and Amy Sargent, have been in my corner, sending me healings. I never met Amy in person. We met on Facebook. She is an incredible artist. Marilyn was my first girlfriend. We have been working on a important chapter in my autobiography titled ‘Sawtelle’. No family member has asked about my cancer. They don’t care. For this reason I have made Marilyn heir to the literary legacy I will one day leave behind. Amy is the heir to the artistic legacy.

Both these legacies were founded by two childhood friends that loved each other very much. All claims made, hence, are made by people who did not know Bill Arnold, and did much evil to exclude me and go around me in order to get to the riches and fame – they have come to believe they deserve! None of these pretenders are artists. None of these parasites are writers. How these ghouls qualify themselves, by disqualifying the real people, needs to be recorded and studied.

When I ran into Nancy Hamren at the dedication of Ken’s mural in Springfield, we were so happy to see other. Our eyes filled with sparkles of joy. But, there came sadness, because, when we would see each other as children, Bill was close by. Bill died in 1965. At twelve, the three of us formed a close bond. Bill was an artist and a writer who enjoined us to the literary drama he discovered at the Oakland library after his father retired from the Military. Bill was a Army Brat who lived in France and Korea. Having no friends, as yet, he adopted the characters that John Steinbeck and Jack London created. Born in Ohio he was determined to become a first rate Californian. ‘Of Mice and Men’ was our favorite story. Bill wanted to be Lennie even though he had and I.Q. of 180. He was six foot three. There were welts over his back. He took his shirt off on the playing field. There was a Hunchback lurking in my friend.

When I was sixteen, my mother gathered Christine, Mark, and myself for a family meeting. In tears she told us she was making porno films and prostituting herself for the Mob. She said she was afraid my brother and I would see one of her FAMOUS movies. We watched the movie East of Eden’ as if it were our Christmas movie. We got warm and cozy feelings when Cal took his brother to meet Mommy.

Christine Rosamond Benton’s ghost writers employed the movie ‘Mommy Dearest’ to give the reader an example of how abusive Rosemary was to this world famous artist, only! Our mother beat up Marilyn, and Christine. She had two chunks of her hair in her hands when I shoved her in a closet and said;

“If you come out of there, I’m going to kill you!”

The next day I left home to hitchhike to New York in the middle of winter. Before I became homeless, I said goodbye to my loving sister. I was seventeen. Christine said;

“Take me with you. Don’t leave me with the monster!”

I left my sister with the monster after telling her it would not be safe for her.

“Someone might try to rape you.”

In 1986, Bill’s sister asked me to come to Los Angeles to look at some things she inherited from her father. There was a box containing pamphlets on suicide. Vicky Arnold, who knew Nancy most of her life, asked me for the truth.  Eight years later, I called Rosemary.

“You seduced Bill. This is why he killed himself on my eighteenth birthday. He had been in your womb, too. Did you intercept his letter to me?”

There was a long silence.

“What do you want me to do, cut my throat?”

I have gone to Incest Survivors. Rosemary came on to me since I was sixteen. She told me she was the only woman who could sexually please my bother. I own zero tolerance for women who used the history of their sexual abuse to hurt others – and use others! Rosemary was also a violent drunk – on top of being insane! In spite of the handycaps we owned, Christine and I founded an Artistic Dynasty that includes some of the Kesey history. I will not be going my own way. I am including the following women in my autobiography.

Belle Burch, Alley Valkyrie, Gwendolyn Maeve, and Terra Williams! Welcome to the Labyrinth, girls, of which there is no escape! Can you hear her? It’s feeding time!

Rosemary Rosamond is still a candidate for Fair Rosamond, who was kept in a Labyrinth. I wanted Belle to pose for my painting of Fair Rosamond, so there could be a happy ending to my story. But, here come the spirit of Rosemary riding hard with her Valkyries! Now, it is spoiled – ruined! Now….there is now way out!

I believe Rosemary serviced Remmer’s high rollers at the Ritz and the California Hotel.

Here’s the painting Christine Rosamond Benton did in memory of Bill who drove the car Rosemary bought him on the tracks at midnight, turned off the lights, and waited for the train he knew was coming.

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Thomas Hart Benton did lithographs and a painting for John Steinbeck’s ‘Grapes of Wrath’. This is huge! This puts a Literary Giant in the Benton Family Creative Tree. How could the three Rosamond biographers have missed this? Here’s a huge clue?

There is a art show going on right now about Benton’s relationship with Hollywood.

http://www.montereycountyweekly.com/news/local_news/the-masterful-and-messy-legacy-of-brett-weston/article_e1cb7888-d7e8-56ce-bfe6-a9755431a39f.html

Jon Presco

Copyright 2016

“He needs to just be banned. He has a history of cyber stalking and harrassing women both online and in person. I have been trying to ignore him but as you can see it is incredibly hard.

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Born in Oakland, California to Roy Van Fleet and Elizabeth “Bessie” Catherine (née Gardner), Jo Van Fleet established herself as a notable dramatic actress on Broadway over several years, beginning in 1946 in Dorcas in A Winter’s Tale, and played Regan in King Lear opposite Louis Calhern in 1950.

Thomas Hart Benton and Hollywood,” a sprawling and revelatory exhibition of works by that famous Missouri artist, which opened at the Amon Carter Museum of American Art on Saturday, is a marriage made in art lovers’ heaven.

“He was an artist who was deeply engaged in trying to find ways to tell America’s stories,” said lead curator Austen Barron Bailly, the George Putnam curator of American Art at the Peabody Essex Museum in Salem, Mass., one of the two museums partnering with the Carter to create this exhibition (Kansas City’s Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art is the third).

“When he was embarking on his career, movies were becoming the dominant form of storytelling in America,” said Bailly.

With that concept in mind, Bailly and her team, including Carter assistant curator Maggie Adler, put together an exhibition featuring about 100 of Benton’s works, among them 30 paintings and murals, numerous drawings and lithographs, and several posters and book illustrations.

They also collected clips of films from Benton’s era that are seen on video screens scattered throughout the exhibition to establish context. This is the collection’s third of four stops.

Benton’s unique style, which is so thoroughly surveyed in this exhibition, seems a perfect match for Hollywood. His works are truly “motion pictures” captured in frames.

Benton’s limber, curving figures roll and undulate across his canvases, suggesting movement despite being trapped in a static, two-dimensional space. His subjects feel as free of the rigid tyranny of bones as the bits of light and shadow we call “movie stars” are free of the constraints of being human.

His use of captivating colors (his distinctive yellows, oranges and blues are particularly interesting) can rival any Technicolor film effort. And, perhaps most significantly, he knew how to tell a story with a pen or brush.

“Benton developed a modern cinematic painting style to communicate epic narratives as memorably as the movies of his day,” Bailly said. “He wanted to capture the feel of motion pictures on canvas, the illusion of 3-D space, rhythmic motion and the glow of projected light.”

That final comment about light in Benton’s works was reinforced for Adler when it came time for the exhibition’s pictures to be hung at the Carter.

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Lily-Rose Heather

Dear Heather;
I just talked to my aunt Lillian on the phone and she told me you were going to name my grandchild “Lilly Rose”. I asked her who she heard that from, and she said Vicki “of course”.
In your e-mail you say I am going to have a “grandson” Did you have a test to determine the sex of this un-born child? If so, then you must have come up with “Lilly Rose” before the test, and thus Vicki and Lillian knew I was going to be a grandfather months before I did. Lillian says she was flattered you were going to name this child after her, and then added she had never met you. Is this true?
Why are you doing this? Why are you betraying your father? What is it you think I have done to you that you feel justified – to not only ostracize me from your family –  but my family? Who are you doing this for, yourself, or your mother? What is it I did to your mother where I deserve this insult and humiliation? Do realize how powerless this renders me in my family dynamics,? Your mother does – for sure!
Your mother has been using you to get near a famous dead artist, and thus get power for her. Your mother used you from the day you were born to hold power over her abusive husband she returned to – because she wanted to go back to him. She never told me she was pregnant, or the child she born was mine. She wrote in a e-mail she knew your were my child the day you were born. Not able to admit that she put you in arms of a violent convicted criminal who spent time in San Quinton, and that she made a mistake, she holds a secret tribunal with members of my family, and outsiders, in order to convict me of telling lies about Shamus. Shamus is a fucking liar! He took my sister from me, my daughter from me, and now my grandchild – with the help of your mother! They have turned you into my Mordred, a evil child who has no heart about destroying her father. Your mother, and my family, have turned you into the monster they are.
To go around any father to attache yourself to that man’s family, is as vicious and parasitical an attachment I have ever heard of.
Lillian also told me Sandra Faulkner did not interview Christine before she died, and snubbled Lillian at a gallery reception when Stacey took over. Stacey lied to the world when she anounced on Drew’s webpage that Christine chose Faulkner to write her biography, she seeing her photograph in ‘Love Match’. I am contacting Right-wing polititicans who will be pleased to learn of this fraud around this novel, a lesbian novel, especially when they get YOU on the witness stand to hear exactly what Ms, Pierrot has been telling you – and your mother – who will not get away with this evil transferance. Are you a good liar too, or just a good actress?
To use an un-born child to empower yourself an your mother is as low as you can go as a woman. I will not rest until I expose your mother’s abuse which is the same as Rosemary’s abuse. This abuse of living ficariously through your children, and un-born children is the topic of Alice Miller’s ‘Drama of the Gifted Child’. Read it and free yourself of these parasites.
I am sending a copy of this to Shannon, who is going to make sure all the parasties are shooed off the corpse of her mother – like flies!
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The Nuts and Bolts of Cian O’Brian Presco

Ninety million people all over the world consider genealogy their hobby. My nephew says I am wasting my time – at least!

https://rosamondpress.com/2018/06/06/an-angel-over-her-head/

https://rosamondpress.com/2019/07/12/willy-of-the-rock/

My brother had a son in 1967 four months after I died – and came back! Our sister, Chritine, gave birth to a daughter in 1967. Shannon Rosamond Sidle was the adult Heir named in Christine Rosamond Benton’s Will. My nephew, Cian O’Brian, is the famous ‘Garden Child’ that was rendered by the world famous artist ‘Rosamond’ who is the subject of two biographies. Julie Lynch has sold a screenplay about Cian’s aunt that she promised would be a movie four years ago. Three ghost writers have written about Christine and our family. Cian is not mentioned, once, and thus he has no interest in our family success story. what he does for a living, I don’t know. Do I, or anyone outside the O’Brian family care? You see, Cian changed his surname from Presco to O’Brian, which is the surname of the second man Patty Presco married. She used to be Patty Presco. Is she in Tom Snyder’s bad biography? No! This is Rosamond’s ex-sister-in-law!

Cian has achieved his life goal. He QUIT the godless and insane Presco Family, and became a honorary bloodkin of this dude named O’Brian. I forgot his first name. Does it matter? Is this guy a writer, or artist? I think he is a Catholic Psychologist who took pity on my nephew just after he got Patty in the sack. He had heard how fucking up my brother, is, and, want more of Patty’s pussy, he took it upon himself to rehabilitate the poor boy, employing highly specialized Catholic Philosophy on him, that Cian high suggested he use on me before I worth communication with.  But, first he has to convince me I am utterly insane and worthless, which is the Catholic Specialty for over two thousand years. Cian accuses me of “self-loathing”. He does a Saint Paul on my brain and my balls.

Seeing I have a great interest in genealogy, he goes after that, he not even considering an attribute, or vocation, event though several of my peers made money off their books. Dan Brown is one of them. Because I have no published book, then I have to be in a state of degeneracy. Good Catholics, are Good Achievers. Because my brother is a godless atheist who called his grandchildren “mud babies” because they are half Fiipeno, and therefor he wants nothing to do with them, then my nephew needs someone to practice on, someone who does not hurt him like his father does. Just – do it to Uncle John – just tie the rat in a cage on my face, and get me to turn on everyone!

From Garden Child to Catholic Android servant who is adopted by Andrew O’Brian, the Hierophant of Hyperspace who puts fellow human being through a rigorous test to see if they are worthy of Time Travel in order to escape the pesky Original Sin and Expulsion from Paradise. God is more than a possibility. The fall from grace can be achieved via a Immaculate Family Transfer.

These e-mails were exchanged in 2008. Cian wants me to focus on the things going on in my heart. However, this is worth money to the outsider Sydney Morris sold the creative family legacy to that I began at 12. My biography has yet to be published. It will include much information on Christine, which the parasites want in order to pay their mortgage.

After getting my DNA tested, I found out Cian and I have important Church people in our family tree.

https://rosamondpress.com/2019/06/08/the-wilson-leigh-line-to-bohemia/

https://rosamondpress.com/2018/06/06/an-angel-over-her-head/

To be continued.

John Presco

Copyright 2019

https://rosamondpress.com/2015/11/25/sandra-faulkner-storyteller/

https://rosamondpress.com/2018/06/06/an-angel-over-her-head/

https://rosamondpress.com/2019/07/13/the-lost-teutonic-treasure/

https://rosamondpress.com/2019/07/13/the-cave-and-cleft-of-god-2/

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bicentennial_Man_(film)

Cian Obrien’s birthday is 06/09/1967 and is 52 years old. Cian’s Reputation Score is 2.62. Cian Obrien lives in Sunnyvale, CA; previous city include Mountain View CA. In the past, Cian has also been known as Cian M Presco, Cian Presco, Cian M Obrien, Cian O Brien and Cian M P Obrien. Background details that you might want to know about Cian include: ethnicity is unknown, whose political affiliation is currently a registered None; and religious views are listed as unknown. As of this date, Cian is married. Other family members and associates include Richard Obrien, Patricia Obrien, Maryann Arviola, Eileen Cahill and Mallann Mall-ann. View All Details 

Cian O’Brien <cian_obrien@comcast.net> wrote:

Uncle John,

I fear your methods will not achieve their intended ends, nor do they appear to others as the communication of a stable or healthy mind.  I am reluctant to participate – in support or otherwise.  The fact of the matter is this family is very ill, and these sorts of interactions only make me want to turn away and deal with things more tangible to what is going in my life.  Further your methods and emphasis seem unhealthy and counterproductive.  Your apparent obsession with both seemingly irrelevant historically genealogy (irrelevant to others) and the skeletons that reside in the Presco families closet (a topic with varying relevance to others), have kept you isolated from others and serve to drive those you want to be close to away from you.  You seem to have put yourself in a cycle of fear of rejection – that leads to behaviors that push those you fear will reject you away from you.  You may indeed be closer to the truth of the matters you have focused enormous energies towards… but at what cost?  One might conclude that you suffer from a sort of self loathing that supports a self fulfilling prophecy, feeling unworthy of love you might be driving people away from yourself and affirming a conscious or subconscious negative self image.  The constant cycle of actual rejection also increases your expectations of rejection.  For example, you recently sent me an email asking me not to give up on you and Heather – expressing fear of rejection – when you had no grounds to have such a fear.  Then you cited something in regards to my Catholic faith and how my family is Catholic, thus giving you the right to assume that they had convinced me not to deal with you and Heather for some strange reason.  This is not healthy thinking nor fair to me, my family nor to Catholics in general.  The Catholic/Christian leanings in my life and interactions, only support the parts of me that want to reach out to you and be there as best as I can.  It its truest sense – the Christian message is one of inclusion not exclusion.  But this is not a monolog about my Religious beliefs or practices.  This is an earnest communication to you with the intent to let you know how I react to your communications and how others apparently react – and how in my perception you are hurting yourself.  And enabling others to hurt you as well.

I do not say these things out of spite, or to hurt you.  I really want to tell you that you need to focus on other things – your current methods are not serving you well.  You need to focus – focus on the now and block and tackle the issues really going on in your heart, mind and soul.  You need to study John (you the person – not the scripture) as he is today – and temporally let go of the past of others.  There is a sense in your writings that you live in a world that others do not share, are reluctant to share or are unwilling to share.  I am not as concerned with the absolute truth value of any of the possible worlds discussed here and in your mails.  I am only concerned with the truth that you are in a hurting state, and the truth that this state can be overcome.  If you want my assistance I am willing to correspond give you a phone call or what have you.  But I will not read mails about history/genealogy, nor mails about the family unless they relate directly to your current feelings or thoughts.  I will respond to mails where you speak about your feelings – struggles to understand yourself, philosophical implications and spiritual matters.  I make this restriction because I think that is where your thought energies are best spent.

Sincerely and with Love,

Cian

Birthday: 6/9/1967
Political Party: None
Ethnicity: Info Pending…
Religion: Info Pending…
Income: Info Pending…
Net Worth: Info Pending…
Relationship: Married
Kids: Info Pending…
John Ambrose <braskewitz@yahoo.com>
To:cian_obrien@comcast.net
Dec 29, 2005 at 9:58 PM
” Your apparent obsession with both seemingly irrelevant historically genealogy (irrelevant to others) and the skeletons that reside in the Presco families closet (a topic with varying relevance to others),”
I belong to several e-groups that discuss the Templars, Teutonic Knights, and the Davinci Code that was a best seller.
nor do they appear to others as the communication of a stable or healthy mind.”
What are you talking about. Give an example
“Then you cited something in regards to my Catholic faith and how my family is Catholic, thus giving you the right to assume that they had convinced me not to deal with you and Heather for some strange reason. “
Heather and I made an effort to have a relationship with you, but, after that attempt – NOTHING! Not so much as a card or a call. You did not answer my e-mails for months. Why should I not wonder why?
“One might conclude that you suffer from a sort of self loathing that supports a self fulfilling prophecy, feeling unworthy of love you might be driving people away from yourself and affirming a conscious or subconscious negative self image”
Go pin this on your Dad, if you haven’t all ready. You sound like the lie. This did not happen.
So in that setting, the contentiousness among family members, once
again able to hate each other face to face as they had not in years,
boiled to the surface. Everyone seemed furiously self-righteous
about something. If it is possible for the recently departed to have
a final glimpse, Christine would have had a sardonic chuckle at the
behavior of the characters on stage.”
 
” Your apparent obsession with both seemingly irrelevant historically genealogy (irrelevant to others) and the skeletons that reside in the Presco families closet (a topic with varying relevance to others),”
I’m done with all members of my family – and their history that is fucking INSANE. I will remove the artistic and literary legacies that are rotting there – and be gone! You Vicki, and Mark hate Art. Why? Who cares, as long as there are not Artisits around for you to hurt. They are all gone.
” It its truest sense – the Christian message is one of inclusion not exclusion.”
No it is not!
It blows my mind that you do not object to your ex-family being vilified like this in a book – when none of it is true!
“”Before the service, Vicki had taken the trouble to go through
Christine’s bedroom, putting her jewelry and intimate belongings
out of sight. As matters turned out, it did little good. For the
funeral was not long over before family members and others were
ravaging Christine’s house, taking whatever could be carted away.
The artist’s closet – a veritable mother lode – took the worst
beating. World-class spender that Christine had been, much of the
clothing had never been worn. So whatever still bore price tags was
hauled off to be exchanged for money. Jewelry disappeared, as well
as other personal belongings. Gallery employees and close friends of
the family, along with Vicki, were doing their best to staunch the
flow – the estate had not been inventories – but to little avail.”

John Ambrose <braskewitz@yahoo.com>

To:cian_obrien@comcast.net

Dec 30, 2005 at 1:49 PM

Here’s some more CREATIVE family history. We have founded cities and industry. What is your claim to fame?

  1. You changed your surname from Presco to O’Brien.
  2. You changed your religion from Muslin to Catholicism.

Excuse me while I roar with laughter!

This was a good beginning……

“In 1825, in the village of Fenagh in county Leitrim in Ireland , a gang of Catholic youths attacked the Rosamond home. The Rosamonds were staunch Protestants. James, aged 20 (born 1805) and his brother Edward, aged 15, attempted to protect their mother. A shot was fired by Edward and a youth was dead. ”

Jon

http://almonte.clal.ca/articles/rosamond_no_1_mill.html

http://almonte.clal.ca/images/pictures/parks_canada/disc_1/

http://almonte.clal.ca/articles/shoddy_mill_changed_hands.htm

http://www.almonte.com/historic/rosamond_mill_advertisement.html

http://www.textilemuseum.mississippimills.com/

http://www.cdli.ca/monuments/on/volunteer.htm

THE
ROSAMOND WOOLLEN COMPANY
OF ALMONTE:
INDUSTRIAL DEVELOPMENT
IN A RURAL SETTING

By Alex Hughes

Excerpt from a talk given to the LCGS on Oct 2, 1996. Published in the LCGS newsletter, October, 1996.

In 1825, in the village of Fenagh in county Leitrim in Ireland , a gang of Catholic youths attacked the Rosamond home. The Rosamonds were staunch Protestants. James, aged 20 (born 1805) and his brother Edward, aged 15, attempted to protect their mother. A shot was fired by Edward and a youth was dead. The boys fled to Canada . James went to Merrickville where he worked for James Merrick as a weaver. Edward, still fearing arrest, worked his way eventually to Memphis , Tennessee .

James Rosamond worked for James Merrick for five years and he came to Carleton Place in 1825. We know that by 1830 he was operating a sawmill, an oat mill and a carding and a fulling mill in Carleton Place on one side of the Mississippi River and a lumber mill on the other side of the river.

In 1831 he married Margaret Wilson who was born in Scotland . James and Margaret were to have five children, all born in Carleton Place : Bennett, Mary Ann (known as Marion, who later married Andrew Bell, their son was James McIntosh Bell ), Rosalind, William and James. [See more on Andrew Bell & Mary Ann in Carol Bennett McCuaig’s article A LOVE STORY].

In the 1830’s, James built a very fine stone home on Bell Street in Carleton Place , close to St. James’ Church where he was a church warden for fifteen years. It was a time of great expansion. No one worried about pension funds, or the government looking after your, that was your responsibility. James burst upon the scene and started many businesses, all of which seem to have been successful.

James, in what was to prove to be a landmark decision, decided to turn his fulling and carding mill into a woolen factory. In 1864 he advertised that he had purchased spinning and weaving machinery which he had bought from firms in Toronto , Ogdensburgh and Watertown , New York . By 1846 he was in operation and was selling “Plain Cloth either grey or dyed, Cashmere , Satinett, Flannel, all wool or cotton and wool, Blankets, etc.” James had started with three narrow looms, one spindle jack of one hundred and twenty spindles and one bolting roll. He expanded as best as he could in Carleton Place but the limiting factor was the amount of water power to make everything run. He ran his operation in Carleton Place for another ten years, but by 1857 his water rights had lapsed and he erected a stone mill in Almonte on the site of the Ramsay Woolen Cloth Manufacturing Company which had been destroyed by fire.

This building, or part of it, still stands at the foot of Mill Street and it was then known as the Victoria Woollen Mill. (Almonte was then called Victoriaville ). This mill was a two set mill, that is it contained two sets of carding equipment and a requisite number of finishing machines. James and his wife Margaret built a house called “The Croft” on what is now the grounds of “Greystone House”. (Greystone House being built by his son James Rosamond and his wife Lilla).

James Rosamond’s mills prospered and his sons Bennett, William and James carried on the tradition, and in 1866 started building the mill which is now Millfall Condominiums. When this mill was up and running, the population of Almonte had swelled to some 4000. With the death of Alex Rosamond in 1916 at Courcelett, the mills went into decline. Alex’s brother Archie carried on but did not have the necessary business acumen. Alex’s widow, Mary Rosamond, left Almonte in 1948 and the mills were sold in 1952. A great tradition ended.

Almonte Gazette January 18 and 25, 1995

From: John Ambrose [mailto:braskewitz@yahoo.com]
Sent: Thursday, December 29, 2005 3:53 AM
To: Holly Hunt; Heather Hanson; Michael Dundon; Shamus Dundon; Shannon; Cian O’Brien; patrice@vom.com
Subject: Open Examination by Family

Shamus;

 

Here is you and your mother’s chance to clear your good name in regards to one crime, the ravaging of Christine’s house by  “family members and others”.

 

The chances that I will ever have a relationship with my daughter and grandson again, are very slim. Heather told me she cut off all contact with me three years ago because I was accusatory. She recently told me this is why she did not betray me by continuing a secret and close bond with Vicki who has to be the source of these accusation that appeared in Christine’s biography.

 

“So in that setting, the contentiousness among family members, once
again able to hate each other face to face as they had not in years,
boiled to the surface. Everyone seemed furiously self-righteous
about something. If it is possible for the recently departed to have
a final glimpse, Christine would have had a sardonic chuckle at the
behavior of the characters on stage.”

 

Go get your mother, Shamus. If you’re innocent of any wrong doing, best prove that by addressing these other crimes that were brought ot the public’s attention when Snyder’s biography was published. I did not rehash old stuff. The executor was pushing for a movie to be made that would have involved more investigations into what happened, would it not? So, get her here, the one who knows it all  Let’s identify these “family members and others”. I mean if Vicki can continue to give evidence to my seventeen year old daughter behind my back, why not in front of the family. Let’s get it on – in the open!

 

Jon

 

“Before the service, Vicki had taken the trouble to go through
Christine’s bedroom, putting her jewelry and intimate belongings
out of sight. As matters turned out, it did little good. For the
funeral was not long over before family members and others were
ravaging Christine’s house, taking whatever could be carted away.
The artist’s closet – a veritable mother lode – took the worst
beating. World-class spender that Christine had been, much of the
clothing had never been worn. So whatever still bore price tags was
hauled off to be exchanged for money. Jewelry disappeared, as well
as other personal belongings. Gallery employees and close friends of
the family, along with Vicki, were doing their best to staunch the
flow – the estate had not been inventories – but to little avail.”

 

Dear Heather;

 

I just talked to my aunt Lillian on the phone and she told me you were going to name my grandchild “Lilly Rose”. I asked her who she heard that from, and she said Vicki “of course”.

 

In your e-mail you say I am going to have a “grandson” Did you have a test to determine the sex of this un-born child? If so, then you must have come up with “Lilly Rose” before the test, and thus Vicki and Lillian knew I was going to be a grandfather months before I did. Lillian says she was flattered you were going to name this child after her, and then added she had never met you. Is this true?

 

Why are you doing this? Why are you betraying your father? What is it you think I have done to you that you feel justified – to not only ostracize me from your family –  but my family? Who are you doing this for, yourself, or your mother? What is it I did to your mother where I deserve this insult and humiliation? Do realize how powerless this renders me in my family dynamics,? Your mother does – for sure!

 

Your mother has been using you to get near a famous dead artist, and thus get power for her. Your mother used you from the day you were born to hold power over her abusive husband she returned to – because she wanted to go back to him. She never told me she was pregnant, or the child she born was mine. She wrote in a e-mail she knew your were my child the day you were born. Not able to admit that she put you in arms of a violent convicted criminal who spent time in San Quinton, and that she made a mistake, she holds a secret tribunal with members of my family, and outsiders, in order to convict me of telling lies about Shamus. Shamus is a fucking liar! He took my sister from me, my daughter from me, and now my grandchild – with the help of your mother! They have turned you into my Mordred, a evil child who has no heart about destroying her father. Your mother, and my family, have turned you into the monster they are.

 

To go around any father to attache yourself to that man’s family, is as vicious and parasitical an attachment I have ever heard of.

 

Lillian also told me Sandra Faulkner did not interview Christine before she died, and snubbled Lillian at a gallery reception when Stacey took over. Stacey lied to the world when she anounced on Drew’s webpage that Christine chose Faulkner to write her biography, she seeing her photograph in ‘Love Match’. I am contacting Right-wing polititicans who will be pleased to learn of this fraud around this novel, a lesbian novel, especially when they get YOU on the witness stand to hear exactly what Ms, Pierrot has been telling you – and your mother – who will not get away with this evil transferance. Are you a good liar too, or just a good actress?

 

To use an un-born child to empower yourself an your mother is as low as you can go as a woman. I will not rest until I expose your mother’s abuse which is the same as Rosemary’s abuse. This abuse of living ficariously through your children, and un-born children is the topic of Alice Miller’s ‘Drama of the Gifted Child’. Read it and free yourself of these parasites.

 

I am sending a copy of this to Shannon, who is going to make sure all the parasties are shooed off the corpse of her mother – like flies!

Davinci Code & Rose Line
Yahoo/Sent
  • John Ambrose <braskewitz@yahoo.com>
    To:cian_obrien@comcast.net,holly@huntcosmeceuticals.com,hthr_hanson@yahoo.com.,homelesshawaiian@yahoo.com,rzmond@aol.com
    Apr 14, 2006 at 10:21 AM
    After seeking out Cian, and bringing him back into the fold, he went behind my back and employed me and my daughter in his agendas, one being to get his father to acknowledge his two grandsons. He then had the nerve to tell me my interest in heredity and genealogy is deluded, the quest of an isolated insane person. He admitted to me he gave this opinion to Heather and her mother when he invited them to his home – behind my back.
    Here is one of several e-groups I belong to that discuss the Templars, a Grail Bloodline from Jesus and Mary that has been titled “roseline” that refers to Roslyn chapel built by the Sinclair family. This family and chapel play a role in the movie made by Ron Howard that Catholic leaders claim is deluded fiction. Never the less, millions will be made from the movie the Davinci Code, and from the books that will come out after this movie is released. One of them may be my book I have been authoring for nine years that I have discussed in these groups, and discussed with Heather and Patrice when I first met them. That they went to those who were writing a rival biography, and at the same time gather vital family information about me, suggests they are writing a secret book. Heather told me she thinks my study is the result of mental illness. Whatever, when one steps back and beholds the big picture, this IS a fight over my rosy heritage and bloodline, even the story of Rosamond the ‘Rose of the World’.
    Here are some of the conversations I have had with other researchers, and scholars. Millions are interested in this “roseline”. Cian’s attempt to isolate me has backfired, and his devious slander, and dark ambitions WILL be incoorporated into my novel – along with Patrice’s dark and evil design.
    She and her daughter, nor my grandsom will be employed by her in her powerplay to own my Rosy Story.
    Jon Presco
    From: “Shawn Douglas Sinclair” <sofiatemplar@…>
    Date: Sun Mar 19, 2006  9:57 am
    Subject: Jesus and Mary
    With
     Easter fast approaching us I would like the families thought as
    to the question of "do we descend from Christ or not".All have
    researched this and have read page's and page's of other people's
    thought.What do you say cousin Sinclair's?
    Shawn Douglas
    Here we see Mel the Roseneck in the robes of a Knight Templar. Is
    that bearded chap, Ian Sincliar?
     
    http://www.clansinclairsc.org/smotj.htm
     
    Some Sinclairs claim Henry Sinclair came to America before Columbus .
    Did anyone stay, a liniage perhaps that awaited the holy mother
    vessel bloodline to return so they could have a reunion on this Holy
    Roseneck Ground?
     
    http://www.sciway.net/maps/cnty/union.html
    http://sinclair.quarterman.org/us-sc.html
     
    "SINCLAIR, John W. spouse Rosamond S born 1906 died 1983      -
    Veterans Flag
    SINCLAIR, Rosamond S spouse John W. born 1911 died 1993 "
     
     
    http://www.angelfire.com/folk/scsites/browns_creek_area.htm
    http://sinclair.quarterman.org/ca-ns.html
    http://www.rootsweb.com/~usgenweb/sc/greenville/church/mtncreek12.jpg
    http://www.clansinclairsc.org/melclan.htm
    http://www.clansinclairsc.org/descendants_of_john_sinclair.htm
    http://www.clansinclairsc.org/melclan.htm
    http://www.clansinclairsc.org/DescendJohnNotes.htm
    http://www.clansinclairsc.org/sinclairline.htm
    http://www.clansinclairsc.org/records.htm
    http://www.clansinclairsc.org/smotj.htm
    http://www.sciway.net/maps/cnty/union.html
    http://sinclair.quarterman.org/us-sc.html
     
     
    http://www.angelfire.com/folk/scsites/browns_creek_area.htm
    http://sinclair.quarterman.org/ca-ns.html
     
    In Medieval times the Virgin Mary, mother of Jesus, was known as
    Santa Maria della Rosa, and according to a 19th century antiquary,
    Godfrey Higgins, in his magnum opus Anacalypsis Vol. II,
    1836: "Jesus was called the Rose - the rose of Sharon". This may
    suggest that Jesus was of a rose lineage, hence a possible
    genealogical connection with the Clan St. Clair of Roslin -
    Roseline? It is interesting to note from the signature of Sir
    William Sinclair, a former Earl of Rosslyn, that he signed his
     name
    St. Clair of Roselin. Sir William Sinclair (St. Clair) was referred
    to as the "last of the Roslins" and his death in 1778
    terminated "the lordly line of high St. Clair." Furthermore, ancient
    Scottish charters were witnessed by a certain Roger de Roselyn (my
    italics).
    >    Date: Mon, 20 Mar 2006 02:53:21 -0000
    > >    From: "rpcv.geo" <thesnowleopard@...>
    > > Subject: Re: Paula Stiles, Kate Clinton and Rosslyn Fantasies
    >  
    >  
    > > This sounds like an attempt to show that William of St Clair had
    no
    > > connection to the Temple in 1430 by claiming that his ancestors
    had
    > > a negative connection to the Temple in
     1309.
    >  
    > I hate to agree with Paul Smith (I REALLY, really do) but he's
    dead on
    > here. Paula, just look at what you wrote above. The only people
    that had
    > even the most obscure connection to the Templars in 1430 were the
    Knights
    > of Christ in Portugal . And even they (obviously) no longer had any
    former
    > Templars in their ranks by 1430.\
     
    Bill, get a grip and reread my post. I said that Paul needed to
    decide which he wanted--a connection between the Sinclairs and the
    Templars or not. Because he was basing his claim that there was no
    connection on documentation of a negative connection. So, obviously,
    there *was* a connection: that the Sinclairs in the early fourteenth
    century testified against the Temple (which makes sense as they were
    living just down the road from a Templar preceptory; nothing
    sinister about that). Now, does this argue against Sinclair trying
    to make a connection between himself and the Templars nearly a
    century and a half later? Well...not really, because we don't have
    any evidence in the period between those two events.
     
    So, what Paul is arguing (that there is no connection between
    Sinclair and the Templars) remains unproven. All we can say is that
    there is no evidence of such a connection, which is not the same
    thing as saying that there is no connection. Someday, once we get a
    better idea of what Sinclair was thinking (maybe), they may become
    the same thing, but they are not the same thing
     right now. It's too
    dangerous to argue from negative evidence when there is so little of
    it. Right now, we know that the Sinclairs testified against their
    neighbors the Templars during the Trial and that over a century
    later, one of the Sinclairs' descendants built a chapel a few miles
    away from one of the Temple 's former preceptories. Paul is having
     no
    success in creating a direct cause and effect between those two
    events and neither are you.
     
     
    > Prior to 1982, no Sinclair ever made any claim regarding a Sinclair
    > connection to the Templars. Furthermore, no writing prior to 1982
    ever
    > claimed a link between Roslyn Chapel and the Temple . What makes
    this such
    > an easy proof is that the Sinclairs were definitely writing about
    > themselves prior to 1982. They have been shameless self-promoters
    ever
    > since they tried to claim hereditary hegemony over Freemasonry in
    the
    > 18th century. There are oodles of Sinclair writings to examine. In
    NONE
    > OF THEM is there the least reference to the Knights Templar--until
    after
    >
     1982.
     
    Again, this is arguing from negative evidence. Worse, it's arguing
    from modern negative evidence to try to read the mind of someone who
    lived nearly six centuries ago.
     
    >  
    > Paula, you are going down the wrong path here. William St. Clair
    had no
    > connection to the Templars. The supposed connection is, quite
    simply,
    > another Sinclair lie.
     
    See above. Arguing a negative is risky because it's so bloody hard
    to prove. And you always risk the possibility that some new piece of
    evidence will turn up that proves you wrong. Is it probable that
    there is no direct connection because the Sinclairs, who were as
    shameless in their self-promotion as any other Renaissance Scottish
    lords, never mentioned such a connection until modern times (that we
    know of)
     at a moment when it was convenient to them? Sure. Is that
    conclusive evidence? Unfortunately, no. It's like arguing that
    paranoid schizophrenics' enemies are always imaginary. Except that
    I've heard a first-hand story or two from psych professionals about
    patients who were admitted with that diagnosis and turned out to be
    exactly what they said they were. "Probably" and "definitely"
     don't
    conflate here.
     
     
    No way. Templars, for that matter, were not the only
    > knights wearing crosses on their garments.
     
    Not initially (it originally being a symbol from the
     First Crusade),
    but it did become their order's official symbol after the 1140s, by
    papal decree. This appears to have cut down quite a bit on its use
    elsewhere, since the Templars were rather ferocious in going after
    people who wore their uniform and behaved badly (for example, see
    regulation 68 of the Rule). It tarnished their reputation.
     
    Your main problem here seems to be that you are trying to argue two
    different things as the same thing: 1. that there was no connection
    between Sinclair and the Templars and 2. that people did not seek a
    connection between themselves and the Temple after the Temple 's
    suppression. The problem is that you and Paul are already claiming a
    connection, but it is so distant and brief that its influence on the
    Sinclair who built Rosslyn Chapel seems faint, if it existed at all.
     
    As far as 2. is concerned, due to the popularity of chivalric orders
    in the 14th and 15th centuries and the confusion surrounding the
    disposition of the Order's property and members (the Hospitallers
    did not get actual possession of the property until 1318), lay
    people did continue to claim connections to the Temple well into the
    16th century (and after the early 18th century, but those were
    different groups and for different reasons). A document in 15th
    century Huesca in northeastern Spain , for example, refers to the
    Hospitallers as "Templars". The Knights of Christ in Portugal were
    also sometimes referred to as "Templars" well into the 16th century.
     
    These were both groups who absorbed former members of the
     Temple
    (the Knights of Christ being, in fact, a well-known example of a
    direct successor order to the Temple , like the Knights of Montesa in
    the Crown of Aragon) and you only need to read Alan Forey's recent
    study on the fall of the Temple in the Crown of Aragon or the very
    first page of Malcolm Barber's The New Knighthood to find instances
    of Templars who did not absorb well into their new situations and
    created problems of identity within the groups they were forced to
    join and that these issues continued into the 1330s (by which time,
    those Templars had all apparently died off). That's a primary
    influence for which we have plain documentation. The secondary
     (let
    alone tertiary) influences over the next two centuries of this
    transfer of property, brethren and tradition are what are
    controversial. We won't get into the documentation about those
    Templars who were busted for getting married and trying to lead a
    secular life once the matter of their order's disposition was
    settled or those who fled arrest.
     
    In terms of the Templar habit, some chivalric groups wore costumes
    that were variations on the Templar theme in the 14th and 15th
    centuries. It seems disingenuous to claim that after nearly two
    centuries of this habit being strongly associated with the Temple ,
    nobody would notice some kind of implied connection to the Order.
     
    Does this mean there was a true connection? No. History is rife with
    instances of people claiming fictional, or at least iffy, historical
    associations to enhance their current reputation. Isn't HBHG a
    classic example of that? But it still does not answer the
     question
    of whether or not the Sinclair who built Rosslyn was influenced by
    these contemporary attempted associations with the Temple and trying
    to make his own claims in that respect. However, *if* he was a
    member of a chivalric order, the possibility that he was goes up.
    This does not suggest that Sinclair was a Templar or had
     any
    connection with the actual order, only that it's possible he was
    doing much the same thing that his descendants are doing now.
     
    >  
    > > Myself, I'm highly skeptical that St Clair had the Templars
    directly
    > > in mind (or any direct connection, positive or negative) when
    > > building Rosslyn Chapel. Karen Ralls in "The Templars and the
    Grail:
    > > Knights of the Quest" asserts that he was a member of the Order
    of
    > > the Golden Fleece and the Order of Santiago (pretty standard
    > > organizations for a fifteenth century Prince of Orkney to have
    > > joined).
    >  
    > It should be noted here that Karen Ralls is a member of SMOTJ. I
    don't
    > know if she believes in the myth of the Larmenius Charter. Some
    members
    > still adamantly claim they are the continuation of the original
    Order,
    > despite the disclaimers on the SMOTJ web site. My guess is that
    when
    > their feet are put to the fire, SMOTJ members will admit the myth.
    But
    > they don't spend a lot of time spreading that around. All their
    members
    > are suspect in their historical research, IMHO.
     
    This would be why I noted her name and the name of the book and then
    said "asserts", no? I'm not making a judgement either way, just
    noting that it is a current claim/theory and that from a historical
    point of view, it is possible that he was a member of those
    chivalric orders. That doesn't mean that he was. I did notice that
    Ralls was doing a bait and switch with the sources in that section
    that hides the fact that she is not citing primary sources there,
    but a secondary source by R. Brydon called "Rosslyn: A History
     of
    the Guilds, the Masons and the Rosy Cross" published in 1994 with
    the Rosslyn Chapel Trust.
     
    My point, though, was that the supposedly "Templaresque" aspects of
    Rosslyn Chapel could as easily be attributed to influences from
    contemporary chivalric orders as from the
     no-longer-contemporary
    Templars, probably more easily. Sinclair would not have needed to be
    a member of these orders to know about the symbols they used. They
    weren't exactly private.
     
    >  
    > C'mon, Paula. That is no connection at all.
     
    See above. We're talking about six degrees of separation, here.
    You're trying to argue a total lack of connection which is
    unrealistic in the relatively small cultural (and genetic) milieu of
    the late Middle Ages, specifically, the even smaller culture of the
    nobility. I'm saying that's unfeasible.
     
     
      The Hospital also took in
    > Templars, but that was waaaay before William Sinclair built the
    > chapel--just as you point out. As for the Golden Fleece, I did not
    know
    > that they were
     a monastic order, and still don't.
     
    Please. I never said that the Golden Fleece was a military order. It
    was a chivalric order. Are you sure that *you* know the difference?
     
    A monastic order is a church order that follows a church-approved
    rule (most live in seclusion from the world, but orders
     like the
    friars do not).
     
    A military order is a monastic order where the members' main purpose
    is military in nature: usually the defense of a specific nature and
    involvement in a specific contest with a specific group of non-
    Christians (Muslims, pagans, etc.).
     
    A chivalric order is a group of knights who follow certain precepts
    of behavior that have little to do with a monastic order. They are
    secular laypeople and not part of the church hierarchy, though they
    often have a patron saint and may model themselves on a known
    military order. A chivalric order is always part-time and makes
     no
    direct attempts to control the behavior of its members, let alone
    expect them to take the monastic triple vow of poverty, chastity and
    obedience. You can also quit a chivalric order; you cannot quit any
    kind of monastic order.
     
    There were four international military orders
     (Templars,
    Hospitallers, Teutonic Knights and Knights of St Lazarus) and
    numerous local military orders ( Santiago , Calatrava, Knights of
    Christ, Montesa, Swordbrethren of Livonia , etc.). People often
    confuse military orders with chivalric orders because during and
    following the Reformation,
     several military orders degenerated into
    chivalric orders (Hospitallers) or otherwise secular groups
    (Teutonic Knights). However, the two were never the same thing.
     
     
      There were many
    > knightly orders created to place honors onto the friends of
     the
    crown in
    > many countries. There is no Templar influence there.
     
    See above. Again, there is certainly an influence if you look at it
    from the point of view of people trying to associate themselves with
    a crusading military order that was safely past tense. As the
     first
    military order, the Templars influenced by example the making of
    every other military order (or conversion to a military order like
    the Hospitallers) that came after them and the military orders
    influenced the origins and creations of the later chivalric orders.
    So, in that general sense, those orders would not have existed
    without the Temple . I'd call that Templar influence.
     
    Now, if you're looking for direct influence, as I said, the picture
    gets too fuzzy to read after the 1330s, at least from what we have
    right now. But to argue that the Templars had no influence on later
    orders like the Golden Fleece is a bit like saying that
     Charlemagne
    had no effect whatsoever on the formation of the Kingdom of France .
     
     
      For that matter, we
    > have no reason to believe that William Sinclair had anything to do
    with
    > the design of the chapel. When history tells us that some nobleman
    > "built" a chapel, it means that he paid for it and commissioned
    > it--nothing more. I'm not saying he didn't make design decisions,
    only
    > that we have no reason to believe that he did.
     
    This strikes me as a wee bit unlikely. At the very least, he and his
    descendants had the final veto vote due to to the fact that Sinclair
    commissioned, bought and paid for the chapel. I highly doubt that
    anything went in there that the Sinclairs did not, at the very
    least, approve. It was the family chapel and the sheer amount of
    decoration indicates a certain obsessiveness over the final product
    by its ultimate owners. After all, it was supposed to typify what
    *they* saw as the perfect chapel. I really can't see the masons who
    did the actual construction going to that much trouble without
    knowing for a fact that what they put in would stay in. It goes
    against human nature to go to that much trouble
     for something in
    which you have no personal stake (especially if it meant you might
    get fired or worse, not paid for what you'd already done). It would
    require concrete proof of influences other than Sinclair and those
    of his descendants who completed the construction, I think, to make
    those outside influences likely.
     
     
    >  
    > Once again, Paula, I think you are mixing apples and oranges. What
    you
    > seem to be saying is that, since there is a connection between
    William
    > Sinclair, the Templars, and Roslyn, then the Green Men must have
    some
    > Templar significance.
     
    Oy vey. You really are looking for things that aren't there today,
    aren't you? Green men are a common feature in medieval churches all
    over
     Britain --I've *seen* them. They were popular in Sinclair's
    time; that's probably why he put them in there. What I *said* was
    that they are on-topic for this list because we find them in Rosslyn
    Chapel. Rosslyn Chapel is on-topic for this list because of its
    legendary (that means, "not proven", Bill) connections to the
    Templars. Therefore, *any* decoration inside the chapel is
     also on-
    topic. That does not mean that every (or even any) bit of decoration
    inside the chapel has any connection the Templars, themselves, just
    that discussion of certain themes of decorations inside the chapel
    are on-topic, regardless of whether they are directly connected to
    the historical Templars or not. Let's face it: if we only stuck to
    actual historical facts about the Templars, as opposed to their
    posthumous legends, this list would be both a lot smaller and a lot
    quieter.
     
     
    >  
    > Bill Arney
    >  
     
    Paula Stiles
     
    “Jon Presco” <montrose44@comcast.net>
    Date: Mon Apr 3, 2006  10:44 pm
    Subject: Subject: Re: Paula Stiles, Kate Clinton and Rosslyn Fantasies
    drjndee@... wrote:
    >  
    > Thanks Bill:
    >  
    > I've said it a million times. After Baigent, Leigh and
    Lincoln's "Holy Blood
    > - Holy Grail" came out in 1982, everyone just put their brains
    on "hold" and
    > the book stores have exploded with more fiction passing itself off
    as
     history."
     
    After watching Baigent promote his 'Jesus Papers' on T.V., I
    understood how he was working the mojo. It's a Ouija board thing,
    combined with a séance. The come on is.....
     
    "The Holy Ghost of Jesus is trying to get the truth to you! But,
    once again, the Catholic church does not want you to own the truth,
    because, you can't handle the truth. I and Jesus believe you can!
    Only through me will the truth alas arrive, for I am the medium.
    Together we will find a way."
     
    Historically, the Christian church employs the exact same method, in
    regards to the conversion of Saint Paul whom Jesus speaks to from
    beyond the grave - and no one else!
     
    The whole sponge on a stick, thing, plays into my hands, as I have
    been promoting a sound theory that this was used to break the
    Nazarite vow Jesus took, more then likely
     when he met John, they
    both in their mother's wombs, and now both filled with the Holy
    Spirit. It was prophesiezed John would be a Nazarite while in his
    mothers womb, till the moment of his death.  When Jesus gives up the
    Holy Spirit, DEAD saints rise from their tombs and go into Jerusalem
    and talk to LIVING
     people. This is altered later by saying this
    happened AFTER Jesus's resurrection, but, the centurion is a witness
    to this happening there and then.
     
    Baigent did not cover the raising of the dead in his revelation, and
    claims ONLY Jesus overcomes DEATH via a trick. Was this raising of
    dead saints a
     cheap trick too? No, it is the fulfilling of Jewish
    PROPHECY, and no one wants to know that. Most folk in the West want
    to play the game that began with the lie the Jewish priests did not
    want the truth to get to the Gentiles, and thus they murdered Jesus,
    their God's son they couldn't recognize. But, Gentiles have had no
    problem. Gee, I wonder why! Baigent has proven "why".
     
    Jon Presco
     
     
    27:45 Now from the sixth hour there was darkness over all the land
    unto the ninth hour.
    27:46 And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice,
    saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? that is to say, My God, my God,
    why hast thou forsaken me?
    27:47 Some of them that stood there, when they heard that, said,
    This man calleth for Elias.
    27:48 And straightway one of them ran, and took a spunge, and filled
    it with vinegar, and put it on a reed, and gave him to
     drink.
    27:49 The rest said, Let be, let us see whether Elias will come to
    save him.
    27:50 Jesus, when he had cried again with a loud voice, yielded up
    the ghost.
    27:51 And, behold, the veil of the temple was rent in twain from the
    top to the bottom; and the earth did quake, and the rocks
     rent;
             BOM: 4 Nephi 30
     
    27:52 And the graves were opened; and many bodies of the saints
    which slept arose,
     
    (27:52-53) When Jesus died, "the graves were opened; and many bodies
    of the saints" arose. But they stayed in their graves until Jesus
    rose from the dead, when they began to walk around, appearing to
    many in Jerusalem .
    Is death final?
     
    27:53 And came out of the graves after his resurrection, and went
    into the holy city, and appeared unto many.
    27:54 Now when the centurion, and they that were with him, watching
    Jesus, saw the earthquake, and those things that were done, they
    feared greatly, saying, Truly this was the Son of God.
     
    > Now, with people like Dan Brown cashing in on all this nonsense,
    it only gets
    > worse.
    >  
    > The problem is that nowadays too many people don't have the
    educational
    > backgrounds to be able to tell the sh*# from the shinola.
    >  
    > There are too many people buying their reading material at grocery
    stores.
    >  
    > S & F,
    >  
    > Pete Normand
    >  
    >  
    > [Non-text portions of this message have been removed]
    Kate wrote:
     
    "One might allow family background counted for much in ages past in
    terms of nobiliary requirements or the fact one was typically born
    essentially in
     the Medieval-Renaissance periods into a guild of the
    working class, that is, insofar as establishing one's candidacy
    initially, or the tendency for families or institutions to maintain
    certain long held traditions out of respect or pride, say. Family
    background alone, however, simply did not cut it with this corps."
     
    Some have claimed the Knight Templars were at the battle of the
    Golden Spurs and helped the weaver's guilds slaughter the flower of
    French chivalry that was sent to Flanders by King Philip 1V of
    France who would later slaughter Knight Templars. These Flemish
    craftsmen and businessmen more then likely learned military skills
    while on Crusade. Many Dutch
     Crusaders would migrate to Prussia and
    help the Teutonic Knights.
     
    I have found what ammounts to a Family Grail that blonged to Fritz
    Rosenmund. Members of the shoemakers guild of Basel were allowed to
    drink from the "Rosenmund-Becher" that belonged to Fritz after
     they
    were a member for fourty years.
     
    After the victory of the Golden Spurs the guilds began to break away
    from church rule and create what has be called true capitalism.
     
    jon
     
    http://www.rougeknights.blogspot.com/
     
    http://www.gerbernzunft.ch/index.php?id=19
     
    Our Guild Treasure
     
    Our
     guild treasure consists of several articles which are taken out
    again and again for different ceremonies. During the year these
    articles are in the Obhut our historical museum which provides
    maintain and of the following articles:
     
    Small lion
    Large lions
    Coat of arms board
    Coat of arms book
    Rosenmund cup
    Master chain
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God Intoxicated

Some of our homeless become enlightened. Jesus and his disciples were homeless. They become homeless in order to OCCUPY the places millions fear to be. They are the Parents of these places, welcoming God’s Children so they will not be afraid wherever they go. The Jews are Wayfarers. https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/176083304/hatoon-victoria-adkins

John

Tefilat HaDerech (Hebrew: תפילת הדרך‎) or the Traveler’s Prayer or Wayfarer’s Prayer in English, is a prayer for a safe journey recited by Jews, when they travel, by air, sea, and even on long car trips.[1] It is recited at the onset of every journey, and preferably done standing but this is not necessary.[2] It is often inscribed onto hamsas which sometimes contain the Sh’ma or Birkat HaBayit prayer instead.

יְהִי רָצוֹן מִלְּפָנֶיךָ ה’ אֱ-לֹהֵינוּ וֵא-לֹהֵי אֲבוֹתֵינוּ, שֶׁתּוֹלִיכֵנוּ לְשָׁלוֹם וְתַצְעִידֵנוּ לְשָׁלוֹם. וְתִסְמְכֵנוּ לְשָׁלוֹם. וְתַדְרִיכֵנוּ לְשָׁלוֹם. וְתַגִּיעֵנוּ לִמְחוֹז חֶפְצֵנוּ לְחַיִּים וּלְשִֹמְחָה וּלְשָׁלוֹם וְתַצִּילֵנוּ מִכַּף כָּל אוֹיֵב וְאוֹרֵב וְלִסְטִים וְחַיּוֹת רָעוֹת בַּדֶּרֶךְ וּמִכָּל מִינֵי פֻּרְעָנִיּוֹת הַמִּתְרַגְּשׁוֹת לָבוֹא לָעוֹלָם וְתִשְׁלַח בְּרָכָה בְּכָל מַעֲשֵֹה יָדֵינוּ, וְתִתְּנֵנוּ לְחֵן וּלְחֶסֶד וּלְרַחֲמִים בְעֵינֶיךָ וּבְעֵינֵי כָל רוֹאֵינוּ וְתִשְׁמַע קוֹל תַּחֲנוּנֵינוּ. כִּי אֵ-ל שׁוֹמֵעַ תְּפִלָּה וְתַחֲנוּן אָתָּה: בָּרוּךְ אַתָּה ה’, שׁוֹמֵעַ תְּפִלָּה.

Y’hi ratzon milfanekha A-donai E-loheinu ve-lohei avoteinu she-tolikhenu l’shalom v’tatz’idenu l’shalom v’tadrikhenu l’shalom, v’tagi’enu limhoz heftzenu l’hayim ul-simha ul-shalom. V’tatzilenu mi-kaf kol oyev v’orev v’listim v’hayot ra’ot ba-derekh, u-mi-kol minei pur’aniyot ha-mitrag’shot la-vo la-olam. V’tishlah b’rakha b’khol ma’a’se yadeinu v’tit’nenu l’hen ul-hesed ul-rahamim b’einekha uv-einei khol ro’einu. V’tishma kol tahanuneinu ki E-l sho’me’a t’fila v’tahanun ata. Barukh ata A-donai sho’me’a t’fila.

May it be Your will, Lord, our God and the God of our ancestors, that You lead us toward peace, guide our footsteps toward peace, and make us reach our desired destination for life, gladness, and peace. May You rescue us from the hand of every foe and ambush, from robbers and wild beasts on the trip, and from all manner of punishments that assemble to come to earth. May You send blessing in our handiwork, and grant us grace, kindness, and mercy in Your eyes and in the eyes of all who see us. May You hear the sound of our humble request because You are God Who hears prayer requests. Blessed are You, Lord, Who hears prayer.

Rosamond Press

In looking at the genealogy of Pharamond and Rosamond I came across the original surname (Harutyunyan) of a homeless woman who died here in Eugene years ago. Victoria Hatoon Aikens was of Armenia descent, she telling me her ancestors were Armenian nobles who were forced to flee for their lives. You could say this homeless woman who slept outside the Knight Library, was mentally ill. But, then one wondered. Was she a Mast, a “god-intoxicated one”.

“Current historical research suggests that Pharamond may indeed have been the same person as Varazdat, a deposed regent and prince of the exiled Siunia Dynasty. The Siunia Dynasty or Siak, Syunik were the first dynasty to rule Syunik, beginning in the 1st century. Their rulers belonged to an Armenian family of descendents of Sisak.”

Varazdat Harutyunyan (29 November 1909 – 20 March 2008, also Harutiunian, Armenian: Վարազդատ Հարությունյան) was an Armenian academic, architect and…

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More Enlightened Homeless

My friend Hollis Williams was genty trying to convert me. He took me to visit the home of a Kesey cousin where he stayed for a month. Kesey ran a open house Christian center where some homeless people were allowed to stay. H reminded me off my friend Hatoon. Willy is buried where Saint Peter died in Nero’s circus. He was part of the real obscene entertainment of the emperors.

Jesus did not have casual contact with the poor, the homeless, and the ill. Then, it was on to better and bigger things. Biblical lessons on humility, come from the least of us.

John

https://www.thecompassnews.org/2015/03/historic-cemetery-inside-vatican-walls-is-little-piece-of-paradise/

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Losing Hatoon

Eugene police officer Randy Ellis was visibly upset as he stood next to a barren tree on the corner of East 13th Avenue and Kincaid Street on Tuesday. He twice choked back tears as he recounted the few details he knew about Hatoon Victoria Adkins, known to most only by her first name.

Volunteers helped move her belongings to a temporary storage facility while Ellis and other community members stood around the bench and small patch of earth outside the University Bookstore, staring blankly at the former site of Hatoon’s makeshift shelter in the gray light. “I went to the hospital when they brought her in; the prognosis was not good when they brought her in. I left when they took her up to surgery,” Ellis said with tears welling in his eyes. “I’ve known Hatoon for 20 years. It’s a sad day for the University neighborhood when Hatoon’s not going to be here.”

Ellis heard she had died at 3:25 p.m. Around the same time the University Bookstore announced her death in the store. News of her death spread rapidly across campus. Chris Boyd, who has known Hatoon for the nine years he has worked at the bookstore, said shoppers and employees became emotional when the announcement was made.

“I don’t think she understood how big a part she played in people’s lives,” said University student and bookstore employee Emily Rogers. “Every time I walked past the corner there she was talking to somebody; she had someone over there, and they were just listening intently. It seems like she’s talked to almost everyone on this campus at one point or another.”

Several community members held similar sentiments. Recounting memories of Hatoon, they noted her as “a fixture” of the community.

Ellis said little about Hatoon’s life was known to be fact. Over the course of three decades she became a well-known member of the campus community who was subject to myth and speculation — a factor magnified by her mental illness. He has been working for the last month to find a new place for Hatoon to stay within the neighborhood but had been unable to locate her relatives or children.

“A lot of it is just not able to have been confirmed enough to where I would feel comfortable saying ‘this is truth, this is the reality of it,’” he said. “Everybody thinks they know something.”

Professor emeritus of English Edwin L. Coleman said he had been friends with Hatoon for 30 years.

“Hatoon was quite a character. She had her moments of brilliance, even though she would sometimes get off into her own world.”

When Coleman first met her she was not living on the street, but he could not say when she took residence on the streets of the University neighborhood.

“I just talked to her yesterday; she was asking about my son,” Coleman said, adding that he retired three years ago but is often on campus. “I always asked her about her daughter. That was really a source of pain (for her) because she had lost contact, not because of distance, but because of their poor relationship.”

Coleman said Hatoon told him that her daughter had married and moved to Seattle. “I’m going to miss her; I really will. She’s sort of an icon,” he said of Hatoon. Ellis echoed Coleman’s sentiments.

“Hatoon was what everybody wants to believe a homeless person is in Eugene: a person who had a family, had a home, and for whatever reason developed some mental illness that caused them to decide that they needed to live a different lifestyle,” Ellis said. “But she functioned. She knew her Social Security, managed to take care of herself, never caused any trouble, never got herself arrested and was a good addition to the neighborhood. It’s a damn shame.”

Rogers also noted that Hatoon was a positive presence to those who lived and worked around her.

“She would always compliment me on how I looked, and she would compliment a lot of people on how they looked. She loved little kids, and she would always go up to them and kind of coo and make funny little talks with them,” she said. “She was just a part of our lives every day. I will miss her a lot, and it’s going to be really strange going by there and not seeing all of her things there. It was great that people just let her be there and just sort of accepted her.

The Enlightened Homeless

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Wayf_154Hollis Williams was 57 when he died. He did not have to die so young. I looked at the letters that denied him medical help over a long period of time. This morning, I will be looking at an empty building where a memorial for Hollis may be held. He was loved by many in this town of Springfield that has no program for the homeless. I intend to change that. I am going to ask the creator of the Simpsons for help. I am now in the anger state of this tragedy. Robert Ryan, the Catholic mouthpiece for Satan Paul of Rome, is offering a budget that repeals Obamacare. Over my dead body!

There is a link between being homeless and being enlightened. I will make being homeless a religious act, and a religion. The evil war the Christian-right wages against secular institutions that help homeless Americans – will come to an end!

Jon Presco

In looking at the genealogy of Pharamond and Rosamond I came across the original surname (Harutyunyan) of a homeless woman who died here in Eugene years ago. Victoria Hatoon Aikens was of Armenia descent, she telling me her ancestors were Armenian nobles who were forced to flee for their lives. You could say this homeless woman who slept outside the Knight Library, was mentally ill. But, then one wondered. Was she a Mast, a “god-intoxicated one”.

“Current historical research suggests that Pharamond may indeed have been the same person as Varazdat, a deposed regent and prince of the exiled Siunia Dynasty. The Siunia Dynasty or Siak, Syunik were the first dynasty to rule Syunik, beginning in the 1st century. Their rulers belonged to an Armenian family of descendents of Sisak.”

Varazdat Harutyunyan (29 November 1909 – 20 March 2008, also Harutiunian, Armenian: Վարազդատ Հարությունյան) was an Armenian academic, architect and writer. Harutyunyan was born in the Ottoman Empire, in the town of Van, but he and his family were forced to flee into Russian territory during the Armenian Genocide. They settled first in Tbilisi and then in Yerevan. In 1946, he obtained his Ph.D., and then Doctor of Science in Architecture. In 1964, he became a Professor of History. In 1996 he was elected Academician of the National Academy of Sciences of the Republic of Armenia. In Armenia, he was also president of the Society for Protection of Historical Monuments. He was the author of over 40 books and over 800 articles, mostly on Armenian architecture.[1]“

Hatoon broadcast a light that hundreds noted was gone after she died, so much so, a permanent monument was made for her next to the U of O Bookstore under a tree, her last residence. I was reminded of Hazrat Babajan when I beheld the flowers and burning candles.

Babajan AWOKE the Avatar sleeping in Meher Baba. At birth she was named Gulrukh, “Face like a Rose”. She upset the Muslims when she announced she was God.

Jon Presco

“Adkins suffered from mental illness — those who knew her described
her as drifting in and out of lucidity. Ellis said Adkins made her
own choices and was able to surround herself with a family of
friends. She did not consider herself homeless or mentally ill, Ellis
said; she had a home right there outside the bookstore.

“We should not allow her life or her memory to be devalued by these
meaningless labels,” Ellis said.

Hazrat Babajan

Hazrat Babajan (c. 1806 – September 21, 1931) was a Baloch Muslim saint considered by her followers to be a sadguru or qutub. Born in Balochistan, Afghanistan, she lived the final 25 years of her life in Pune, India.

[edit] Early life & realizationThe earliest recorded account of Hazrat Babajan, who was named at birth Gulrukh, “Face like a Rose”, states that she “is the daughter of one of the ministers of the Amir of Afghanistan”.[1] Later accounts report that Babajan “hails from Afghanistan … and was the daughter of a well-to-do Afghan of noble lineage”;[2] “born to a royal Muslim family of Baluchistan”.[3][4] The precise date of Babajan’s birth is unclear. Biography variants range from 1790[5] to c. 1820.[6] Her education was in keeping with her family’s social status of that time, and well-educated, she was fluent in Arabic, Persian and Urdu, in addition to her native Pashtu, becoming a hāfiżah, one who learns the Qur’an by heart. An introspective child, and spiritually inclined, from “early life she developed mystical tendencies, and unlike girls of her age, she used to pass a good deal of her time in prayers, meditation and solitude”.[7]

Following the conventions of Afghan nobility, Babajan was reared under the strict purdah tradition, in which women were secluded from the outside world, and also subservient to a custom of arranged marriages. She opposed an unwelcome marriage planned for her, and ran away from home on her wedding day at the age of eighteen. Disguised in her burqa, she journeyed to Peshawar, the frontier city at the foot of the Khyber Pass; nothing definite is known about her life until her subsequent move to Rawalpindi many years later. It was in or near that city she eventually came into contact with a Hindu sadguru. Following instruction from the guru, “she went into seclusion in a nearby mountain outside Rawalpindi and underwent very severe [riyazat] (spiritual austerities) for nearly seventeen months.[8]Thereafter she came down to [the] Punjab and stayed a few months in Multan. It was in Multan, while [Babajan] was 37 years of age, she contacted a Muslim saint … who put end to her spiritual struggle by giving her God-realisation”.[9] After that experience she returned to Rawalpindi to reconnect with the Hindu guru who, after several years, helped her return to normal consciousness.[10]

[edit] Travels and pilgrimagesAfter a second stay in Rawalpindi with her earlier Hindu master, Babajan embarked on several long journeys through the Middle Eastern countries Syria, Lebanon, and Iraq. “It is said that she traveled to Mecca disguised as a man [apparently to avoid detection] by way of Afghanistan, Iran, Turkey and doubling back into Arabia”.[11] At the Ka‘bah, she offered prayers five times a day, always sitting at one selected spot. While in Mecca, Babajan often gathered food for the poor and personally nursed pilgrims who had fallen ill.[12]

From Mecca, Babajan made pilgrimage to the tomb of the Islamic prophet Muhammad in Medina, where she adopted the same routine of offering prayers and caring for fellow pilgrims. Leaving Arabia, she passed through Baghdad, Iraq and back to the Punjab. She then traveled south to Nashik and established herself in Panchavati. From Nasik, Babajan traveled on to Bombay, where she stayed for some time and her fame grew.

In April 1903, she made a second pilgrimage to Mecca, this time sailing from Bombay on the SS Hyderi. About 1904, Babajan returned to Bombay and soon afterward proceeded to Ajmer in northern India to pay homage at the tomb of the Sufi saint Moinuddin Chishti who established the Chishti Order of Islam in India. From Ajmer she again returned to Bombay and then soon after traveled west to Pune. [13]

Babajan in Pune under her neem tree[edit] Residence in PuneBy 1905 Babajan arrived in Pune, where she established her final residence. Now an old woman, her back slightly bent, shoulders rounded, white matted hair, and shabbily dressed, she “was seen sitting or resting at odd places, in different parts of the City”.[14] Babajan finally located to a slum area called Char Bawdi (Four Wells) on Malcolm Tank Road, part of a British Army cantonment.[15]

The Char Bawdi area at that time has been described as “a picture of dirt, desolation and ugliness, a breeding spot of plague and pestilence and a regular haunt of dangerous riff-raffs by night”.[16] After several months’ exposure to the natural elements, Babajan grudgingly allowed her devotees to build a basic shelter of gunny sacks above her. Children were in the habit of throwing stones at her.[17] She was a homeless faqir; she knew how they lived. The gifts from her devotees were shared among the poor and destitute, and in some instances stolen from her by thieves.[18] She remained indifferent to the material offerings or the loss. Gradually, out of devotion, or mere curiosity, increasing numbers of people from Pune and elsewhere sought her out. Several alleged miracles have been attributed to Babajan.

According to one observer, within a decade of Babajan taking residence “the [Char Bawdi] locality underwent a metamorphosis surpassing all expectations. What with the featural changes in the buildings all around, electrified tea-shops ringing with the clatter of cups and saucers, a concourse of peoples consisting of all ranks and creeds waiting for Babajan’s darshana, a street bard entertaining the crowd with his music, the beggars clamouring for alms, easy-going idlers standing indiscriminately hampering vehicular traffic and the whole atmosphere heavily laden with sweet burning incense perpetually kept burning near Babajan, presented a scene typically Eastern, leaving an indelible impression on one’s memory”.[19]

[edit] Master to Meher BabaIn May 1913, Merwan Sheriar Irani, then nineteen years old, was riding his bicycle on the way to class at Deccan College, when he looked up and saw an old woman sitting under a neem tree surrounded by a crowd. He had cycled past on previous occasions but had never paid much attention to her, though he was aware that she was regarded by some as a Muslim saint; yet others thought her “a mad woman or a witch or sorceress”.[20] His father, Sheriar Irani (Shahr-yar Moondegar Irani), held Babajan in high regard. Born into a Zoroastrian family, Sheriar Irani had been an itinerant dervish for a number of years[21] before finally settling in Pune and marrying. Babajan beckoned the boy, who in turn was drawn towards her. For several months thereafter Merwan Irani would visit the saint; they would sit together yet seldom spoke. One night during January 1914, he was about to leave, and before doing so kissed Babajan’s hands, and she in turn held his face in her hands. She then kissed him on the forehead,[22] during which he received her spiritual grace (barakah).[23] The event subsequently left Merwan Irani in an enraptured state in which he remained abstracted from his normal surroundings for nearly nine months.[24] The young man would later become known as, Meher Baba.

[edit] Final yearsSeveral months before she died, in 1930 then journalist Paul Brunton (Raphael Hurst) visited Babajan. He wrote: “She lies, in full view of passers-by, upon a low divan.… Her head is propped by pillows. The lustrous whiteness of her silky hair offers sad contrast to the heavily wrinkled face and seamed brow”.[25] The meeting was brief. Yet Brunton was clearly emotionally affected, and afterwards, in his hotel room, he reflected: “That some deep psychological attainment really resides in the depths of her being, I am certain”.[26]

On September 18, 1931, one of Babajan’s fingers was operated on at Sassoon Hospital, but afterwards she did not appear to be recovering.[27] According to one version, a few days before she dropped her body, Babajan muttered, “It is time … time for me to leave now. The work is over … I must close the shop”. One of the devotees pleaded, “Do not say such things Babajan, we need you with us”. But she cryptically replied:

“Nobody, nobody wants my wares. Nobody can afford the price. I have turned my goods over to the Proprietor”.[28]

[edit] Shrine in PuneHazrat Babajan died in the Char Bawdi section of Pune on September 21, 1931. On Wednesday, September 23, The Evening News of India reported her death. The newspaper article informed that the “Muslim community in [Pune] has been greatly moved by the death of the famous saint…. Her funeral yesterday … was very largely attended with thousands of people both Muslims and Hindus taking part in the procession”.[29] The white marble dargah (shrine) of Babajan was built alongside the neem tree under which she had sat for so many years, by the roadside which is now a busy thoroughfare. “It is a small one roomed dargah with the turbat [grave] placed under a tree. The trunk of the tree emerges through the rooftop”.[30] Her dargah is frequented by people of all religions.

[edit] Biographical discrepanciesThere are a few discrepancies to be found in the current biographies of Hazrat Babajan which require due mention.

Firstly, it should be noted that much of the accepted information about Babajan appears to have been established solely on the authority of Meher Baba, a fact acknowledged by Dr Abdul Ghani Munsiff, who in 1939 wrote the first life-sketch of Babajan. According to Ghani, “the information gleaned from different sources is meagre, since Babajan herself was never communicative to anyone with regard to her life history. The facts of her early life and those relating to her spiritual career have all been confirmed by Hazrat Meher Baba, her chief disciple and spiritual Chargeman (Khalifa)”.[31] Yet Meher Baba appears to have provided/endorsed two different versions of Babajan’s life.

[edit] Earliest recordsOver a decade before Dr Ghani’s life-sketch of Babajan appeared, in 1927 Meher Baba gave a public talk on Babajan, which a devotee had recorded in a diary at that time. This is currently the earliest account of Babajan’s life. The people being addressed were predominately women, and the story was told to provide a moral. To summarize the essentials of that brief talk:

Hazrat Babajan is the daughter of one of the then responsible and chief ministers of the Amir of Afghanistan at Kabul. From early childhood she had a natural inclination toward spirituality and the realization of Truth. When Babajan was fifteen years of age her guardians began to arrange for her marriage … at this juncture she made bold to leave the family home. For fifty years thereafter she led a life of complete resignation and renunciation. After wandering from place to place for fifty long years she at last came across her Master, and became God-Realized at the age of about sixty-five. After being God-Realized Babajan lived for some time … in the Punjab. During this stay many people began to respect her as a saint. Her occasional remarks, declaring herself to be God [Ana’l-Haqq, I am the Truth] upset the Muslim population, and fanatical Muslim Baluchi soldiers (sepoys) of a local military regiment buried Babajan alive. After a lapse of many years, during the First World War the Baluchi regiment was transferred to Pune, and in that city the same soldiers came face-to-face with Babajan sitting under her neem tree at Char Bawdi. Fanaticism was transformed into devotion, and as long as the regiment remained stationed at Pune, the soldiers came to pay their respects to Babajan.[32]

Ghani’s later, and extended, version of Babajan’s life, published in 1939, provides a different account: She left home at the age of eighteen on her wedding day. Eventually came into contact with a Hindu sadguru at Rawalpindi. Later went down to the Punjab, and when she was thirty-seven met a Muslim saint in Multan who gave her God-Realization. After the Baluchi soldiers encountered her again in Pune, “her saintly fame spread far and wide, and she came to be universally known as Hazrat Babajan”.[33]

[edit] Babajan’s ageAccounts of Babajan’s age at the time of death differ, with dates of birth ranging from 1790 to circa 1820. The earliest dates are provided by Charles B Purdom and Bhau Kalchuri. Purdom was merely reporting the opinion of devotees so he wrote; “her actual date of birth is not known; it is supposed to have been about 1790”[34] whereas Kalchuri states Babajan was born “between 1790 and 1800” and that her “physical presence on earth lasted between 130 to 141 years”. [35] At the other end of the scale, in his colourful spiritual travel book, A Search in Secret India (1934), the then freelance journalist, Paul Brunton, recounts that he learnt “from former Judge Khandalawalla, who had known [Hazrat Babajan] for fifty years, that her age is really about ninety-five”.[36]

Oregon Daily Emerald, OR
March 7 2005

Community gathers to remember Hatoon

The Saturday memorial commemorated a woman who “lived life her own
way” and lived happily
Ayisha Yahya
News Editor

March 07, 2005

She will be remembered for her entrancing stories. Her bursts of
humor. Her bright lipstick.
She will also be remembered for her caring nature. The insights she
brought to those whose paths she crossed. Her intellectual spark and
the many lives she touched over the years because she lived her life
just as she wanted.

Students, faculty and community gathered on a sunny winter afternoon
to pay tribute to Hatoon Victoria Adkins. Adkins, a long time
resident at the campus, was killed on Tuesday as she was crossing
Franklin Boulevard on her bicycle. Most recently, Adkins, 67, had
made her home on a bench just outside the University Bookstore, where
she covered her things with a blue tarp. In the days since her
demise, Adkins’ bench has evolved into a shrine with flowers, candles
and tubes of lipstick, which she loved.

Eugene Police Officer Randy Ellis, who knew Adkins for many years,
said she taught people everything from tolerance to vulnerability to
caring.

“We learned that we’re not invincible,” Ellis said, adding that the
impact Adkins had on those who knew her was evident from the
outpouring of love since her death.

“We wanted what was best for Hatoon, but only Hatoon knew what that
really was,” Ellis said. Ellis said Adkins, who was known for her
many diverse stories, taught people to listen. “Listening is
something that few of us really know how to do,” Ellis said.

Ellis said Adkins’ life was not a failure. “She lived life her own
way,” he said.

Adkins suffered from mental illness — those who knew her described
her as drifting in and out of lucidity. Ellis said Adkins made her
own choices and was able to surround herself with a family of
friends. She did not consider herself homeless or mentally ill, Ellis
said; she had a home right there outside the bookstore.

“We should not allow her life or her memory to be devalued by these
meaningless labels,” Ellis said.

Before Adkins’ death, Ellis had been talking with the University to
try and arrange a trailer for Adkins to live in. And over the years,
many different people had taken her into their homes for short
periods of time.

——–
Marcus Larson | Freelance photographer

Poppe, an acquaintance of Hatoon Victoria Adkins, bows his head in a
moment of silence during Adkins’ memorial service outside the Knight
Library on Saturday. Adkins, 67, died at Sacred Heart Medical Center
from injuries sustained after she was struck by a motorist March 1.
———–

University Bookstore General Manager Jim Williams also knew Adkins
for many years, saying she was a “good neighbor” — she often helped
the bookstore staff take out the trash each morning.
He described her as a magnificent, if somewhat complex woman. “Hatoon
was not really homeless … she just chose not to live cooped up
inside a building,” he said.

Adkins was not a regular face just at the bookstore. She was often
seen at the Knight Library, and she once lived outside it. Many also
crossed paths with her at the Student Recreation Center where she was
a regular patron. Those who worked out with her or saw her exercising
remember her strength — one man said she could easily “outpress 15
frat boys any day.”

“She was my role model for working out,” Tevina Benedict, who helped
organize the memorial, said. “We all need to keep our bodies strong.”

“That chick was buff,” said Professor Emeritus of English Ed Coleman,
who knew Adkins for 30 years.

Adkins was also a regular visitor at Blue Heron Bicycles on 13th
Avenue, where she became close friends with Kerri Vanden Berg. Vanden
Berg said Adkins was quite conscious of people’s belief or disbelief
in the things she said. After many long conversations with her
throughout the years, she said Adkins “began to make perfect sense.”

“So many times, you put my own life into perspective,” she said at
the memorial service. “I missed you today, I’ll miss you tomorrow. I
am blessed.”

Many others recalled Adkins’ concern for them. She would ask about
their health or about their children, tell them how nice they looked,
share her thoughts and opinions. Adkins was born April 30, 1937, to
parents of Armenian descent. She is survived by a sister, son,
daughter and granddaughter. In a letter, read by Williams, the family
members expressed how much they would miss her.

“Never one to hold back opinion, Hatoon encouraged open hearts and
open minds,” the letter said.

Referencing Robert Frost’s poem “A Road Not Taken,” Ellis said Adkins
had taken the path less traveled and all people should try to do the
same.

“Decide to be happy; make others happy,” he said. “Do not wait for a
better world; make a better world.”

After being injured as a passenger in two automobile accidents, one in the United States in 1952 and one in India in 1956, his ability to walk became severely limited.[12][13] In 1962, he invited his Western followers to India for a mass darshan called “The East-West Gathering.”[14] Concerned by an increasing use of LSD and other psychedelic drugs,[15] in 1966 Baba stated that they did not convey real benefits.[16] Despite deteriorating health, he continued what he called his “Universal Work,” which included fasting and seclusion, until his death on 31 January 1969. His samadhi (tomb-shrine) in Meherabad, India has become a place of international pilgrimage.[17]

In Sufi philosophy, a mast (pronounced “must”)[1] is a person who is overcome with love for God, with concomitant external disorientation resembling intoxication. The word originates from the Sufi phrase “Mast-Allah” meaning “intoxicated with God.” from Persian mast, lit. “intoxicated.”[2] Another interpretation of its origin is that it is derived from masti, a Persian word meaning “overpowered.” [3]
[edit] Overview
According to Meher Baba, a mast is one who is entranced or spellbound by internal spiritual experiences and ecstasies, who cannot function outwardly in an ordinary way, and may appear mad to a casual outside observer. Such experiences, according to Meher Baba, stem from the station of a mast’s consciousness (his or her state of consciousness) on inner planes of involution. In the book, The Wayfarers: Meher Baba With the God-Intoxicated, English physician William Donkin documents in great detail Meher Baba’s numerous contacts with masts throughout Southern Asia (mostly Iran, India, and what is today Pakistan). The introduction, written by Meher Baba, explains their unique state and their outward characteristics. Meher Baba carefully distinguishes the mast state from madness, saying that in the case of the mad person, the mind is sped up, while in the case of the mast it is slowed down.[4] Meher Baba also made a Sufi analogy (reflecting the poetry of Hafez) to the drunkenness of one intoxicated with wine, but in this case the wine is the love of God. Meher Baba contacted hundreds of masts all over India, Pakistan, and Iran, saying that he was freeing them from enchantment and helping them to continue on the spiritual path and to be of inward service to humanity.
Masts can be in varying degrees of the states of salik or majzoob. Salik means more in touch with outward surroundings — grounded and ordinary. Majzoob refers to that state of being immersed in the inner plane and divorced from the outside world.

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The Circumcision of Christ

Aint-A-Saint Paul bid his followers not to marry and remain virgins due the “present crisis” which appears to be the coming of Judgement Day and the return of Jesus Christ. Why then is Paul dividing the First Church over the alleged requirement by the Jewish Disciples that Christians had to be circumcised? I read James did away with this requirement due to the cruelty of Antiochus. If a Jew circumcised Jew was caught in Anatolia, then his unborn baby was cut from his wife’s womb and hung around his neck – like a crucifix. If the world was coming to an end – why bother with these matters? I ask this question of all evangelical leaders and their flocks! Give it up! Let go and let God!

If God wanted a new set of laws, He would have had Jesus sit down and write them. I believe Paul never went anywhere! He threatens the Corinthian Church. Did he send assassins there – with a letter he signed?

As the embodiment of John the Baptist I give religious permission to everyone to not follow any Christian Law, or, Law passed by a False Republican. God gives sanctuary to all who are persecuted by the false Darbyite Cult!

Jesus never spoke to Paul – even after death! On this day, I take a knife and cut everything about Satan-Paul – from the Bible! He is the Liar’s Liar. He born Emperor Fubar – out his devilish ass! Paul Fubar….. fucked up Christianity beyond all repair!

Repent!

John

I was puzzled when I first learned about the Christian Feast of the Circumcision. The celebration, which dates to the sixth century or earlier, commemorates the circumcision of Jesus. Over the centuries Jesus’ foreskin (prepuce), which many churches claimed to possess, was worshiped as the “Holy Grail” of Christian relics. The foreskin relic located in a small Church in Calcata, Italy, was deemed the most authentic. Since the 16th century the Calcata church has celebrated the Feast of the Circumcision with a parade featuring Jesus’ foreskin carried in a reliquary which villagers stormed to rapturously kiss.

Unfortunately, the Calcata relic disappeared under suspicious circumstances in 1983. Christians in the parish mourned the loss. Was the Vatican the culprit in the theft, as some charged? Since 1900, when Pope Leo XIII threatened excommunication for anyone who spoke of Jesus’ foreskin, the Vatican has sought to shift the focus of the celebration to Mary, mother of Jesus, rather than the foreskin. Nevertheless, foreskin celebrations continued and are favored by traditionalists like Msgr, Charles Pope.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paul_the_Apostle_and_Jewish_Christianity

The Second Epistle to the Corinthians is a book in the New Testament, written by Paul the Apostle. Paul’s most personally revealing letter, it portrays the great apostle as an embattled leader whose authority has been severely tested and who feels the need to justify himself by “boasting” of his suffering and sacrifices for the church. Writing after a second, “painful” visit to Corinth, Paul expresses pleasure that his emissary, Titus, has returned with a good report. However, Paul is fearful that when he comes again, problems will persist—ranging from challenges to his authority to sexual immorality in the church community.

Paul also asks the Corinthians to renew their efforts to collect a donation which he plans to present to the church at Jerusalem. He apparently hopes to win the favor of the leading apostles there, who may have grown concerned about the fidelity of Paul’s churches to their tradition. In the later chapters of the epistle, Paul bitterly denounces certain “false apostles,” by whom the Corinthians have been influenced to doubt Paul’s authority. Because these chapters differ so strongly in tone from most of the rest of the epistle, some commentators believe it is actually a later letter from Paul which was eventually combined with the earlier text.

The Feast of the Circumcision of Christ is a Christian celebration of the circumcision of Jesus in accordance with Jewish tradition, eight days (according to the Semitic and southern European calculation of intervals of days)[1] after his birth, the occasion on which the child was formally given his name.[2][3]

The circumcision of Jesus has traditionally been seen, as explained in the popular 14th-century work the Golden Legend, as the first time the blood of Christ was shed, and thus the beginning of the process of the redemption of man, and a demonstration that Christ was fully human, and of his obedience to Biblical law.

The feast day appears on 1 January in the liturgical calendar of the Byzantine Catholic and Eastern Orthodox Churches.[4] In the General Roman Calendar, the 1 January feast, which from 1568 to 1960 was called “The Circumcision of the Lord and the Octave of the Nativity“, is now named the Solemnity of Mary, Mother of God, and the Octave Day of the Nativity of the Lord. It is celebrated by some churches of the Anglican Communion and virtually all Lutheran churches. In these latter Western Christian denominations, the Feast of the Naming and Circumcision of Jesus Christ marks the eighth day (octave day) of Christmastide.[5]

Paul the Apostle has been placed within Second Temple Judaism by recent scholarship since the 1970s. A main point of departure with older scholarship is the understanding of Second Temple Judaism, and the covenant with God and the role of works, as a means to either gain, or to keep the covenant.

A central concern for Paul was the inclusion of gentiles into God’s New Covenant, and the role of faith and observances in the inclusion of gentiles. Paul didn’t deem circumcision necessary, as witnessed throughout his writings, but thought that God included gentiles into his New Covenant through faith in Christ. This brought him into conflict with Jewish Christians, who requested strict observances by gentile Christians. Eventually the less strict view prevailed, and led to the separation of this fraction of Christianity from Judaism.

Marriage, Masturbation, and Doomsday

Shatan Paul mentions a “present crisis” in regards to marriage and ones sex drive. What is the nature of this crisis?

25 Now about virgins: I have no command from the Lord, but I give a judgment as one who by the Lord’s mercy is trustworthy. 26 Because of the PRESENT CRISIS, I think that it is good for a man to remain as he is.

Paul says “time is short”.

“For this world in its present form is passing away.”

John the Apostle authored Revelations. Is Paul aware of the coming Terrible Day of our Lord – a doomsday that will transform the world? Yes! He is preparing the early Christians for that day by warning them not to spill their seed outside a woman’s uterus, or males will lose a part of their soul – and thus not enter the New Heaven and Earth when it arrives. It never arrived! Thus – ENTER ANOTHER CRISIS FOR THE EARLY CHURCH!

How was this crisis solved by the Christian Apologists who saw their flock walk away? They grabbed them by the scruff of their neck and jammed their faces down in their crotch, and cried – FOR SHAME!

29 What I mean, brothers and sisters, is that the time is short. From now on those who have wives should live as if they do not; 30 those who mourn, as if they did not; those who are happy, as if they were not; those who buy something, as if it were not theirs to keep; 31 those who use the things of the world, as if not engrossed in them. For this world in its present form is passing away.

Then come together again so that Satan will not tempt you because of your lack of self-control. 6 I say this as a concession, not as a command. 7 I wish that all of you were as I am. But each of you has your own gift from God; one has this gift, another has that.”

Paul was a Jew who subscribed to the myths about Lilith who took the sperm that males ejaculated outside a woman, and bred an evil race. Paul castrated himself lest he masturbate, and not be admitted to the new kingdom. The crisis may have been the destrction of the temple in 70 A.D. thus the Apostles of Jesus in Jerusalem were in a real crisis because John’s Revelations are centered around the Aaronoid Priesthood of which he belonged. Judgement Day never came, and thus the Sons and Daughters of Aaron never came to rule in the temple – again!

This is why he fell out of favor, and Paul’s Lilith Cult came to the forefront, because it was now a tool to SHAME & TERRORIZE believers and non-believers into submission. Enter, the Billy Graham Crusade – the next Hitler who said this to Himmler as his troops marched into Paris;

“If the Jews did not exist, we would have had to invent them.”

Paul and his Catholic church created a faux crisis over sex, and thus there exist a never ending crisis over our sexual urges that is being laid in the lap of the President of the United States, who Christians are turning into our national crisis, now that the Crusades are ending in Iraq and Afghanistan – and the Evil Empire is a have for greedy Capitialists.

Enough! Jesus and God hate this phony sex crisis cult – and want it to end – wihout anyone going to any cross!

Knock it off!

http://www.pleasureactivism.org/articles/kabbalah_and_sex_part_2.html

Jon the Nazarite

The history of marriage in the Catholic Church has been a continuation of the Judaic concept of marriage. Although at the time of Christ marriage was considered a necessary passage into adulthood, the Church introduced the notion into the ancient world that the celibate unmarried state was preferable and more holy. As a result of directly challenging the social norms regarding marriage and the buying and selling of women into marriage, and particularly in defending the right of women to choose to remain unmarried virgins for the sake of Christ, there were many virgin martyrs in the first few centuries of the Catholic Church. The stories associated with these virgin martyrs often make it clear that they were martyred for their refusal to marry, not necessarily simply their belief in Jesus Christ.

Kabbalah and Sex, part 2

by Jacobus Swart

It would seem the ancient Israelites had a particular horror of nakedness, etc., yet they swore solemn oaths by laying hands upon each other’s penises, and that not even above clothing. It is interesting that, whilst one could lay ones hand on the phallus of another man when taking an oath, it was pretty much taboo laying your hand on another man for sexual reasons, or on your own penis for the same reasons.
Masturbation and “nocturnal emissions” were considered “polluting experiences.” As someone once said: “The seed must not go into the earth, but must go into the womb, because on the Last Day Lilith would collect this spilled semen and turn it into demons.” Actually in some Kabbalistic legends it is believed that Lilith, a female demon and the first wife of Adam, is all the time changing spilled semen into demons, who would haunt the soul of the guilty party after death. This checked back to the Talmudic legend that Lilith lurks around for shed seed, stealing it with which to make little demons in order to torture mankind. Thus in theory man, shedding his seed outside its proper place, would populate the “spirit world with devils!”

Although the Church was not opposed to marriage, the preference for the celibate state came from the example of Jesus, the concern about the imminent coming of the Kingdom of God as supported by Jesus and early followers such as Saint Paul, and the exhortation by Jesus to avoid ‘earthly ties’. As a consequence, the first-century Christians placed less value on the family and saw celibacy (not marrying) and freedom from family ties as a preferable state. Paul had suggested that marriage be used only as a last resort by those Christians that found it too difficult to remain chaste.[2]

Augustine, the Bishop of Hippo, believed that marriage was a sacrament, and wrote: “the first natural bond of human society is man and wife.” [5] Other Church Fathers were more negative about the married state. Jerome wrote: “It is not disparaging wedlock to prefer virginity. No one can make a comparison between two things if one is good and the other evil” (Letter 22). On the extreme side, Tertullian argued that marriage “consists essentially in fornication” (An Exhortation to Chastity”) Cyprian, Bishop of Carthage said that the first commandment given to men was to increase and multiply, but now that the earth was full there was no need to continue this process of multiplication. Augustine corrected this thinking and declared marriage good, “Therefore marriage and fornication are not two evils, whereof the second is worse: but marriage and continence are two goods, whereof the second is better.” [6]

The early Church recognized matrimony as one of the seven sacraments, but did not consider them equal in importance. The sacraments necessary for initiation into the Church or for priestly ordination (Baptism, Confirmation, Holy Orders) were developed very early in Church history and were given a higher value and attention than some of the other sacraments because they were necessary for membership and also because they put an indelible mark on the soul.[7]. The sacrament of Eucharist was ritualized with the Last Supper and was celebrated from the earliest Church history. The rites for the lesser sacraments of Penance, Matrimony, and Extreme Unction developed over a longer time. Matrimony, for most of Church history, was a sacrament celebrated (as in the Judaic tradition) without clergy and was done according to local customs. The first available written detailed account of a Christian wedding in the West dates from the 9th century and appears to be identical to the old nuptial service of Ancient Rome. [8]

“Pope Paul III” (Artist: Titian) 1490-1576, ca. 1543, Reign 13 October 1534 – 10 November 1549, Excommunicated Henry VIII, Presided over Council of Trent
It was not until the sixteenth century, when the Protestant Reformation challenged the seven sacraments, including Matrimony, that the Church officially named the sacraments for the first time in Canon Law at the Council of Trent in 1547. Prior to that time the seven sacraments, including the sacrament of Matrimony were accepted as part of the apostolic oral and written tradition without controversy or debate. The Seventh Session of the Council of Trent stated that the seven sacraments were not new doctrine, but the Council saw a need to put information into the official Canon, “adhering to the doctrine of the holy Scriptures, to the apostolic traditions, and to the consent of other councils and of the Fathers.”

1 Now for the matters you wrote about: “It is good for a man not to have sexual relations with a woman.” 2 But since sexual immorality is occurring, each man should have sexual relations with his own wife, and each woman with her own husband. 3 The husband should fulfill his marital duty to his wife, and likewise the wife to her husband. 4 The wife does not have authority over her own body but yields it to her husband. In the same way, the husband does not have authority over his own body but yields it to his wife. 5 Do not deprive each other except perhaps by mutual consent and for a time, so that you may devote yourselves to prayer. Then come together again so that Satan will not tempt you because of your lack of self-control. 6 I say this as a concession, not as a command. 7 I wish that all of you were as I am. But each of you has your own gift from God; one has this gift, another has that.
8 Now to the unmarried[a] and the widows I say: It is good for them to stay unmarried, as I do. 9 But if they cannot control themselves, they should marry, for it is better to marry than to burn with passion.
10 To the married I give this command (not I, but the Lord): A wife must not separate from her husband. 11 But if she does, she must remain unmarried or else be reconciled to her husband. And a husband must not divorce his wife.
12 To the rest I say this (I, not the Lord): If any brother has a wife who is not a believer and she is willing to live with him, he must not divorce her. 13 And if a woman has a husband who is not a believer and he is willing to live with her, she must not divorce him. 14 For the unbelieving husband has been sanctified through his wife, and the unbelieving wife has been sanctified through her believing husband. Otherwise your children would be unclean, but as it is, they are holy.
15 But if the unbeliever leaves, let it be so. The brother or the sister is not bound in such circumstances; God has called us to live in peace. 16 How do you know, wife, whether you will save your husband? Or, how do you know, husband, whether you will save your wife?

17 Nevertheless, each person should live as a believer in whatever situation the Lord has assigned to them, just as God has called them. This is the rule I lay down in all the churches. 18 Was a man already circumcised when he was called? He should not become uncircumcised. Was a man uncircumcised when he was called? He should not be circumcised. 19 Circumcision is nothing and uncircumcision is nothing. Keeping God’s commands is what counts. 20 Each person should remain in the situation they were in when God called them.
21 Were you a slave when you were called? Don’t let it trouble you—although if you can gain your freedom, do so. 22 For the one who was a slave when called to faith in the Lord is the Lord’s freed person; similarly, the one who was free when called is Christ’s slave. 23 You were bought at a price; do not become slaves of human beings. 24 Brothers and sisters, each person, as responsible to God, should remain in the situation they were in when God called them.
Concerning the Unmarried
25 Now about virgins: I have no command from the Lord, but I give a judgment as one who by the Lord’s mercy is trustworthy. 26 Because of the present crisis, I think that it is good for a man to remain as he is. 27 Are you pledged to a woman? Do not seek to be released. Are you free from such a commitment? Do not look for a wife. 28 But if you do marry, you have not sinned; and if a virgin marries, she has not sinned. But those who marry will face many troubles in this life, and I want to spare you this.
29 What I mean, brothers and sisters, is that the time is short. From now on those who have wives should live as if they do not; 30 those who mourn, as if they did not; those who are happy, as if they were not; those who buy something, as if it were not theirs to keep; 31 those who use the things of the world, as if not engrossed in them. For this world in its present form is passing away.
32 I would like you to be free from concern. An unmarried man is concerned about the Lord’s affairs—how he can please the Lord. 33 But a married man is concerned about the affairs of this world—how he can please his wife— 34 and his interests are divided. An unmarried woman or virgin is concerned about the Lord’s affairs: Her aim is to be devoted to the Lord in both body and spirit. But a married woman is concerned about the affairs of this world—how she can please her husband. 35 I am saying this for your own good, not to restrict you, but that you may live in a right way in undivided devotion to the Lord.
36 If anyone is worried that he might not be acting honorably toward the virgin he is engaged to, and if his passions are too strong[b] and he feels he ought to marry, he should do as he wants. He is not sinning. They should get married. 37 But the man who has settled the matter in his own mind, who is under no compulsion but has control over his own will, and who has made up his mind not to marry the virgin—this man also does the right thing. 38 So then, he who marries the virgin does right, but he who does not marry her does better.[c]
39 A woman is bound to her husband as long as he lives. But if her husband dies, she is free to marry anyone she wishes, but he must belong to the Lord. 40 In my judgment, she is happier if she stays as she is—and I think that I too have the Spirit of God.

How Did Paul Recognize Nazarites?

St_Stephen_Martyrdom

stephenhIt is alleged the face of Saint Stephen glowed because he was filled with the light of the Holy Spirit. Are we talking about Halos?

One day while I was studying my friend Marilyn dropped in and gasped because my face was glowing. My white hair was like a neon blue. My blue eyes were intense.

“Go look in the mirror!”

I looked like an angel.

I have seen auras around people most of my life, especially after I died – and came back. Chris Wandel told me embers of the Loading Zone were in awe of me, my eyes glowing as I came down the dark halls of the large Victorian we lived in. A woman who was with my brother-in-law exclaimed upon seeing me for the first time;

“There is a golden aura around that man!”

The persecution of the first Church of Nazarites allegedly began when the Synagogue of Freedmen challenged Stephen about Jesus saying he would tear down Herod’s temple,and rebuild it in three days. All devout Jews who hated the yoke of Roman slavery hated Herod’s temple because the he put a Roman eagle on a gate of this temple. This led to revolutions and a general strike of any Jews, who were slaughtered for their hatred of Herod’s temple. Patriotic Jews chose to practice Judaism in the synagogue System that was set up by Ezra and the Persian priests of Cyrus te Great. The Persia armies were defeating Roman legions in the field and were allied with the Jews. We are talking about A National Liberation From Roman Slavery, an Abolitionist Movement.

The Herodians sent all their royal children to Rome to live with the Flavian family and be taught Roman ways. This account of Stephen’s death has been severely tampered with. These Libertine Freedmen are the Back to God – and Moses Movement! Moses was the Martin Luther King of his day. It is said he was born circumcised, and could walk. A light filled the room when he came from his mother’s womb. John’s parents represented the oldest Levite priestly lineage of Moses and Aaron. I have shown that John spoke and wrote when he was eight days old. Was John surrounded by a halo?

Paul was a Roman citizen who was backed by Rome and the Herodians to put down the Liberty Movement of Freedmen who burned down the debt archives and freed indentured slaves from their contracts. Lady Liberty had come home to the Kingdom of God!

When Jesus announced he would restore the Law of the Jubilee, the desdendents of David – who condoned slavery – tried to shove him over a cliff. The Freedmen loved Jesus – the man! They hated Jesus the Roman god of Paul who became the Pope in Rome. Hail Caesar!

Freedom!

Jon the Nazarite Judge!

Acts of the Apostles: 6:8-15 – 8:1-3

Stephen like the rest of the original seven deacons in the Christian community came from the “Hellenist” background in Judaism, reading the Scriptures in Greek, not taking too seriously the mandates imposed by the Temple authorities, ready and willing to debate all comers on the superiority of his Christian belief. With such an attitude, it is not surprising that he quickly got into conflict with those “HebraVst” Jews who saw any attack on the Temple and its traditions as blasphemy.

Stephen is described as a young man filled with faith and the Holy Spirit. He was also a gifted debater, well schooled in the history and customs of the Old Testament as well as the teachings of Jesus Christ. In public debates he again and again showed the reasonableness of belief in Jesus, that his coming, death and resurrection, had been predicted through century after century of Jewish prophecy. Thus, in the Acts Of The Apostles, we read:

Certain members of the so-called “Synagogue of Roman Freedmen”: (that is, the Jews from Cyrene, Alexandria, Cilicia and Asia) would undertake to engage Stephen in debate but they proved no match for the wisdom and spirit with which he spoke.

Acts 6: 9-10

Losing the debate, some of the strict constructionists among his opponents took direct action:

They persuaded some men to make the charge that they had heard him speaking blasphemies against Moses and God, and in this way they incited the people, the elders, and the Scribes.

Acts 6:10-12

It is interesting that the first accusation against Stephen came not from the Sanhedrin or the Temple Scribes and Pharisees, but from fellow-members in the “Synagogue of Roman Freedmen” (the synagogue established by the “Hellnist” Jews as their place of worship in Jerusalem). It is an indication that the “HebraVsts” (the conservative Jews of strict observance) were not limited to the Jews of Jerusalem. We may assume that Stephen’s opponents, were, like himself Jews of the Diaspora, Jews who lived and worked in the pagan world beyond Jerusalem. Thus, it would be an oversimplification to maintain that the liberal Judaism was restricted to the Jews of the Diaspora and that conservative Judaism was restricted to the Temple in Jerusalem and its environs. As we shall see, this is confirmed by the story of Saul (Paul) who was born in Tarsus but raised as a strict constructionist.

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