One Pilgrim’s Tablet

My humanity begins as I am delivered into the Light.

My relationship to the personality of the infinite is private.

My temple is designed to facilitate joy.

In a multitude of ways charity is a healthy act.

All is given for the sole edification of humankind.

The spiritual field of all can be enhanced by moral conduct today.

My identity, and spiritual muscles, may be formed to defy death.

Necessity begets perfection and perfection is beauty.

I am the words I speak and the words I hear.

The memories of a good man increase the body of God.


With the permission of each of us and our willingness to participate with creation, God in His furnace is creating fierce gods.

The Grave Acknowledgement

In its inexorable flux, the personality of the infinite creates and knows more. And this knowing bears its own price: the acknowledgement that its intimates are becoming grist to afford the boast: "Behold! I make all things new again!"

Man's increase in knowledge reflects this quandary - the sadness of loss tempering the trumph of knowledge gained.

Perhaps sadness is too sentimental, eschewed in the fierceness of divine action. It is more a grave acknowledgment of the vagary of being that one hears in the lawgiver's words, "I am that I am."

But to whence are the former intimates dispatched? All to places in a sky of their own custom, in glorious raiment about their new bodies, formed over millenia by the utterance of each compassionate syllable driven to God. Such is the bounty of Light.

Mysteries and Words

Dreams from Purgatory (prequel to The Dead Sea Revelation) to arrive at the Vancouver Library this week. Thanks to co-author Steve Didcote.

The King of Blessings to arrive next year (sequel to The Dead Sea Revelation).

After that: my only non-fiction: The Enlightenables. Process of elimination.

This, The English Bay Banner, after 5.5 years will continue, especially jumped when readers respond. Otherwise, I will attempt to appreciate the lack of interest in intellectual life in this country as led by a mortician, despite the excitement and courage we see today in Egypt. 18 days of peace and revolution. Well done. Ghandi would be proud.

"How many dim bulbs does it to take to unscrew interest in one brilliant book? 340.