Inceptum 2:3
I watched in horror as a spinning mass emerged from the chaos of His ever-expanding universe. The angels recoiled at this intrusion. It burst through the firmament. It’s collision course pre-destined.
My world.
I had witnessed this occur before. The fourth world from the sun was struck in this very manner. The dense mass of rock and [...]
Inceptum 2:2
Where there was timelessness, there was now time. Where there was an endless expanse of eternity there was now a universe. And within this universe were worlds spinning out of control. It was chaotic and beautiful. We watched as He continued to mold his creation. Our toy. My home.
For all intents and purposes this small [...]
A Poem by Joan of Zaragoza
Many many years ago I ran across a poem by a young woman named Joan. She has long since left this world and her voice silenced for eternity. Yet her words remain. She was a beautiful young woman. I am now in Zaragoza and on this very day I rediscovered her poem hidden within the [...]
Anquela del Ducado
This morning I sat with my back against a gall oak I’d last rested against over fifty years ago. I witnessed a young father weeping as he followed closely behind a horse that slowly pulled a wooden casket. This was in 1942. I understood that his daughter lay within the casket. He told me this [...]
Inceptum 2:1
I watched the lizards roam the earth and I was spellbound. They hunted and gorged themselves on the greenery He provided. They evolved. What once had crawled across the ground leaving a slimy trail centuries before now walked on four tree-trunk sized legs and ate from the highest branches. I found them both beautiful and [...]
Inceptum 1:5
An amazing thing happened one day. By one day I mean over the course of a thousand years. The seas became split by tracts of dry ocean bottom. Thousands of miles stretched across the face of the world separating and parting until large masses corrupted its surface. I use the word “corrupted” as that is [...]
On Worshipping God or Satan
I feel I must comment on the subject of worship. It is a strange subject to me and one that has been the source of puzzlement for centuries. God deserves worship. He created this world for us. I will not tell you that it is possible to petition Him with prayer. That is for you [...]
Beatus
In 786 I entered an abbey in where a monk shared with me a beautifully crafted manuscript. It was called Commentary on the Apocalypse. It was authored by another monk named Beatus. I found myself lost in the text and maps within its pages. Beatus himself had visited the abbey only days before and had [...]
Inceptum 1:4
The world was to be our plaything. This we knew innately an completely. Here there were things we had never “seen” before. I say “seen” not in the visual sense for we had no concept of eyes. Rather it was a constant and continuous bombardment of sensory images, shapes, and textures. I saw the glory [...]
Resting in Madrid
Do I rest? Yes. I must. Wandering the world is tiring. Not physically. I do not suffer exhaustion of the limbs or muscles. My mind tires. Thoughts are like assailants. Quiet at times, almost peaceful, only to rise before me poised to attack.
I regret much of what I have done in the past. It is [...]