They drove across the United states of America…
There once was a school bus driver somewhere in the middle of America that came from a long deep line in time from Wales and Scotland and with that line they made rites of their own, to tag a line and pull along and recall voices from whence they came.
The fairy mound in the woods darkened in the day, grass and moss bright in the shade of the thick canopy of leaves.
The rain fell on the peaceful mountain top with stories of HahDahSahH spinning over the oak that had been knocked upon where the truth unfolded. The discovery of a witches brew of a religious
The women walked the line around Martha towards Electa...
Electa, "Sister Conductress."
Conductress, "I present this sister to be instructed in the commendable virtue of heroic endurance of the wrongs persecution, when demanded in defense of Truth, as illustrated in the lesson of Electa.
Electa, "the elect lady and her children...My Sister, be loyal to your convictions of the Truth and murmer not of another's loyalty. Let Truth be spoken and let it shine through your life...cloak yourSelf in red..."
Here the wives, daughters, mothers, widows and sisters of Master Masons may become willing helpers in the service of humanity.
Our Great Aunt Gracie, faithful, honorable, loyal, with the loss of her children she knew the broken column, and she loved her sisters.
"Mom, why didn't you join?"
"Well, I moved away at 17, and then I married a Catholic."
Be still and listen
One day I will tell you a story
The Jesuit Witch Rose
Watched over by the Doves
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