About the author

I am an exile from many lands. I was born where the scent of the orange groves mixes with the salt in the air. I grew up on an island of beauty when the gem-like blue of the sea colored my boyhood. Yet, as a youth, I thought meaning should be found elsewhere, farther. By age 15 I had posited the theurgic tenets that would grow to form the primal roots of my philosophy in the latter years. But adolescence was a joyless affair; I lost my bearings, and soon, I was seduced by the tragic deceptions of the Abrahamists.

The years passed like the course of a river boring to the ocean: raging, sinuous, calm. I crossed borders, mingled with diverse people, examined countless ideas, sought my purposes. A man can have many lives in one existence. Until one day, midway in the unfolding of my life, the narrative took an unexpected turn when I had my own epiphany in the shapes of an angel. I picked up the noetic thread where I had left it to guide me through the maze of disagreements, the confusion of ideas, and the political, religious, social, and cultural discursions. I began to write…

I write about salvation because, consciously or (more likely) subconsciously, that is what we all want. Whether it be through romantic attachments, religion, spirituality, charitable works, politics, or money, everyone seeks to be saved from something. And to the tripartite paradigm of work, family, country that gave birth to the god of the Abrahamists, I oppose a theurgy of the Self Triumphant whose nature is Soul, youth, and beauty.