Hunting Season

Posted Friday, February 15th, 2019. .

“Let there not be found among you anyone who immolates his son or daughter in the fire, nor a fortune-teller, soothsayer, charmer, diviner, or caster of spells, nor one who consults ghosts and spirits or seeks oracles from the dead.” – Deuteronomy 18:11–12 “But devils are subservient to certain influences of the stars, because magicians […]

To Bend The Law

Posted Tuesday, February 5th, 2019. .

“This, then, is the doctrine of the resurrection. We do not believe–at least I do not–that law has been rudely violated in one extraordinary and unparalleled episode. We believe that a universal law of life, overmastering death, and always superior to it, has had once a visible witness.” – Charles Spurgeon “The universal law of […]

I Am The Light

Posted Tuesday, February 5th, 2019. .

“We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.” – Plato “There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, […]

Rubbing

Posted Monday, February 4th, 2019. .

“Man with all his noble qualities, with sympathy which feels for the most debased, with benevolence which extends not only to other men but to the humblest living creature, with his god-like intellect which has penetrated into the movements and constitution of the solar system- with all these exalted powers – Man still bears in […]

The Panspermic Abiogenesis of Gaia

Posted Monday, February 4th, 2019. .

“When in the height heaven was not named, and the earth beneath did not yet bear a name, and the primeval Apsu, who begat them, and chaos, Tiamut, the mother of them both Their waters were mingled together, and no field was formed, no marsh was to be seen; When of the gods none had […]

Micaloz Experiences his First Samadhi and Gets a Glimpse of the True Wheel

Posted Friday, May 18th, 2018. .
true wheel

  The room was lit by the dancing orange light of a single lantern on the small table. Sweet smelling smoke drifted up from the silver censer and hung in the still air.   Micaloz lay reclined on the padded silk chaise, hands folded across his chest. In a stout wooden chair next to the […]

Into the Fray – Interviews with Micaloz From The Cosimo Records

Posted Friday, May 4th, 2018. .
Illumination

“Do you feel it when it happens? What does it feel like?”   The lights in the parlor were dim, a single lantern flickered with the draft flowing under the old wooden door, making the shadows dance.   “It is like I fade out, then fade in again. I really don’t feel much, it is […]

A Chance Encounter, Too True To Be Good

Posted Thursday, January 11th, 2018. .
chance encounter in constantinople

The Journey to Constantinople   Micaloz arrived in Constantinople just as the sun had set on an early spring evening, smells of cinnamon, frankincense and sea salt air wafting on a light breeze as smoke from cooking fires rose in tight, angled plumes from shadowed dwellings. All were dark, save the occasional flickering light of […]

Among the stone simulacra – entries from the journals of the shining one

Posted Wednesday, January 3rd, 2018. .
stone simulacra

As I sit at my writing table, a loose grouping of stone simulacra surrounds me. Their stares no longer penetrate my being with the cold fire they once possessed. They have lost their edge over time, and becoming simply familiar and dull, serving only as inanimate remainders of my times past. There is my sweet Nazli, […]

Of mournful monoliths and clearing the path

Posted Wednesday, November 15th, 2017. .
monolith in a cave

Repeating Re-awakenings As swiftly as the darkness of sudden death had consumed him, the invisible hand parted the veil and the light came flooding in again. It wasn’t painful, but it was shocking, every time. He assumed he may never get used to it. It wasn’t like being born. It was more akin to demonic […]

Troubles on the Gumushane road

Posted Monday, October 23rd, 2017. .
gumushane road

On the move, northward “We will be dispensing with this dreadfully slow method of travel, Micaloz,” Vlastimir was explaining. “We have a merchant ship docked north of here at Trabzon. This will take us west to Istanbul where we will meet several members of the order, including our esteemed Cosimo, who even now waits with […]

Overdue Introductions to the order of Tasawwuf

Posted Wednesday, September 13th, 2017. .
sufi

Vlastimir of the order of Tasawwuf The toothless man unbolted the door and left the room for a moment. When he returned, Nazli was with him, looking disheveled and confused. They came into the room where Melek was still strapped to the chair and Nazli, upon seeing him, started to cry. The men were visibly gentle […]

The Man in the Red Robes

Posted Wednesday, August 30th, 2017. .
the man in the red robes

“We represent a group of people who are very interested in finding you. We have no interest in harming you. In fact, quite the opposite.” The man in the red robes was speaking while he paced back and forth. “We believe that who you are – what you are – is very special, and we […]

Cosimo the seer

Posted Tuesday, August 22nd, 2017. .
cosimo the seer

Cosimo the Seer It was a bright September morning in Western Istanbul, the air had a snap of cold and smelled of the sea. Cosimo Foscari stood on the veranda overlooking the Bosporus strait, sipping a bitter black coffee from a small porcelain cup. The waterway was busy, congested with a variety of boats large […]

A Meeting With Micaloz

Posted Thursday, August 10th, 2017. .
Micaloz sees Isparta roses

The Great City of Erzincan Finally in View Eleven days later the caravan was approaching Erzincan. As the chill of late September began to settle in, a haze hung in the sky from the cooking fires of many homes. As the sun tucked itself away behind the mountains in the west, a brilliant purple and […]

Mysterious travelers, recurring dream scapes

Posted Thursday, August 3rd, 2017. .
mysterious travelers at the caravanaserai

Awakened from a dream Melek awoke as the sun was rising, shaken by vivid dreams. He reached for his leather satchel and felt for the glass bottle inside. It was still intact. From a pocket in his robe, he drew the small rounded stone the traveler gave him the night before. He held it in […]

There is only the law.

Posted Thursday, July 27th, 2017. .
there is only the law

Preparations are made Several days had passed and Melek was busy making final preparations for the long journey across what is now western Armenia into Anatolia, and finally to the former home of his former being in the far away Aydin province. The journey would take him west to Kars, then slightly south and southwest […]

Soon it will be time, Melek…travel plans are brewing.

Posted Tuesday, July 18th, 2017. .
soon it will be time Melek

Soon it will be time, Melek. The morning begins with a bright ray of light through the window as Melek awakens from scattered dreams. He pulls the vial of reddish oil from the satchel once more, and whispers the incantation. The oil is beginning to take on the desired brownish orange color. Soon it will […]

Cave to monastery to memory, a plan is hatching. Is there a way to bend the law?

Posted Thursday, July 6th, 2017. .

The cave, a tincture, a memory not his own The morning sun is peeking over the mountains, filtering through the boughs of black pine. Melek pokes his head out of the cave mouth resting his right hand on the cold surface of the limestone slab left ajar the night before to vent the sulfuric smell. […]

Cave to monastery to memory, a plan is hatching. Is there a way to bend the law?

Posted Thursday, July 6th, 2017. .

The cave, a tincture, a memory not his own The morning sun is peeking over the mountains, filtering through the boughs of black pine. Melek pokes his head out of the cave mouth resting his right hand on the cold surface of the limestone slab left ajar the night before to vent the sulfuric smell. […]