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 [...]
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 [...]
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 [...]
Inceptum 1:2 (written in Seville)
We are formless. We who are described in words as celestial beings do not have shape or lines. This is hard to explain. We are as children created to witness His glory. For a millennium we were as unbound consciousness. Of communication there was none. Except with Him. And this was simply in the form [...]
Please Allow Me To Introduce Myself
As I write this I can’t help but be amazed at the progress mankind has made. From a technological perspective I can collect my thoughts, record, and distribute them in a way I could never have before.
I’m tired actually. It’s taking all of my energy to concentrate on writing right now. But I feel [...]