We are strangers and pilgrims on a graveyard earth, driven out of a modern culture because we are a disturbance and because the sanity we bring is rejected by dead men of this current age who, like addicts, shoot up to feed a passion that makes them feel alive but which is surely killing them. “The kingdom of heaven suffers violence, and the violent take it by force.”
So we come as Crusaders laying siege, battering the portcullis and scaling the walls, demanding to be let in - sweating, crying, toiling, praying, bleeding and begging to enter. Without possessions, without wealth; silent faces set like flint; grim armed men of the long, grueling quest to Grail Castle.

A theme has emerged throughout recent posts, writings, publications, and private conversations in which some important points should be shared about a stance taken on the mysteries of God, valuing the unknowable, and protection of the clues that lead us along the secret paths to the Grail, lest we be tormented by false knights. For they are as greedy intellectual archeologists after sacred artifacts for their own passions and lusts. We come as Romans marching toward the Bridge under the vision of Constantine; Pilgrims, alone and famished in tattered cloth seeking the relic; or as pairs of privative Knights patrolling the perimeter in 90s model steeds and hand-me-down armor; and as weeping Priests who know the blackest parts of all the tormented souls standing before the altar.

In a recent round table podcast hosted by Steven Menking of On The Objective (you can listen here) I was privileged to discuss domestic conflict resolution and preparedness contingencies with some fine fellows (Their information can be found in the description of the YouTube video linked above). However, in this letter let us consider the proposal of initiating necessary conflicts within our own domiciles and relations. This is not meant to be a contradiction to my statements in the podcast in any sense. It is, however, meant to be a reflection of the proverbial other side of the coin. Sometimes you really do need to man up and set things in order.