Letters from Antioch, Salvador’s dream for Echumenism and brotherhood

Curtis barged into Salvador’s discussion about redwoods and shouted, “Salvador, we saw some clown out there, and he was actually preaching and healing in your name. Boy we really got on his case.”

He did this fully expecting an atta boy. That is not what he received.

What Salvador instead told him was, “Have you also not seen the Wizard of Oz? The Wizard was an ancestor of Curtis and me, William Jennings Bryan. Remember Scare Crow? All he wanted was a brain. The Wizard did not give him a brain. What the Wizard gave Scare Crow was a piece of paper and a talk about how the world puts too much importance on paper. It is not to be this way with you.”

The Wizard of Oz, William Jennings Bryan, and Scare Crow, real brains versus a college degree.

Salvador informed us, “He preaches the message of healing and transformation, and he heals in my name? Great! The time is coming when we will learn what Martin Luther King was saying, “We are all God’s children, therefore we long for the day that we will not be judged by the color of our skin, but by the strength of our character.”

Salvador added, “Therefore what denomination we call ourselves, is just not that important. We need to be Catholic, yes. We need to acknowledge the primacy of Peter. Yes. If others acknowledge the greater primacy of Pop, that is greater. If you stop the man, he might turn against us. If you encourage the man, you might make him a follower. If others perceive him as one of our followers, he will have a harder time turning against us later. Go back and apologize for what you did.”

When the days for his being taken up were fulfilled, he resolutely determined to journey to that city near the city of Oz, Folsom City, which is Sacramento California. He sent messengers ahead of him. On the way, they entered a town populated mainly by Omaha Indians to prepare for his reception there, but they would not welcome him. They said it was because his destination was Sacramento and they were afraid of what politicking they might do there.

When the students Abe Prentice, and Curtis saw this they asked, Professor, do you want us to call down fire from heaven to consume them?” Salvador turned got in their case about it.

Salvador commented, “This world has suffered just about enough violence, don’t you think? Fire and brimstone has not worked in the past to correct people. Why should it work now? We need to keep on focus. Worrying about what the other guy is doing is taking us off our focus. The people of the world will judge us based upon where we have been. Do you want them to look back and see fire and brimstone? Would you not rather have them see joy and peace?

Pop calls us to bring life to this world. That is not life of bare subsistence and suffering. It is life in its fullest. It is looking for common ground with those who hate us, but without compromising our principles of loving Pop first, our neighbor second and Pop’s world third. They journeyed to another village. As they were proceeding in their travels, someone said to him, “I will follow you wherever you go.”

Foxes have their dens
and not all foxes have four legs and chase rabbits

Salvador answered him, “Even the foxes have dens and birds of the sky have nests, but the Ben Adam has nowhere to rest his head. You need to look at what you are getting into before you say such things. This is not the road to the middle class life style. This is the road to Sacramento California and the very possibility of death by hanging. To another he said, “Follow me.” The other person replied, “Professor, let me go first and bury my pop.”

He answered, “The train leaves now. Let the dead spiritually dead bury their physically dead. You are to go and proclaim the rule of the Mighty Savior. Let those who are dead to Pop but alive in this world worry about the details of burying the dead and the other trivialities of life. Pop calls you to greater tasks. Another said, “I will follow you, Professor, but first let me say farewell to my family at home.”

Travelling on US 50 to Sacramento CA from Incline Village NV

Salvador told him, “No one who sits in his combine and looks back is fit for the rule of The Mighty Savior. The train is moving. The process of creating the new rule of the Mighty Savior has started. If you do not get on now, you will never be able to get on. The train is on its way to Sacramento where things are really going to start happening. The world cannot stop and wait while you give the old world its last goodbyes. Join hands now and let’s start walking.

Letters from Antioch How old are we when we cease to be children?

As Salvador and his friends hiked back to Mt. Rose Highway, Salvador informed them, “Do not tell anyone what you heard, until The Ben Adam has risen from the dead.”

Being good theologians, they started to ask good theological questions. As philosophy and seminary students do, they asked questions like, “What will rising from the dead be like?” Will we have bodies like angels, or men?” “If like men, how old?” St. Bonaventure would have been proud.

Discussing the trumpeting angels or the real matters of things God calls us to do on earth?

They asked Salvador, “Why do the fundamentalists say that the trumpeting angels must come first?”

Salvador answered them, “The trumpeting angel comes to purify all.”

Lee Stone asked, “How is it written that The Ben Adam must suffer and be treated with contempt?”

Salvador answered, “I tell you, the trumpeting angel did come. They did to him as they pleased, as predicted.”

Salvador’s students realized he was talking about Curtis.

The next day, when they came back into town from the local creek, a large crowd met him.

There was a man in the crowd who cried out, “Teacher, I beg you, look at my son; he is my only child. Epilepsy seizes him, he suddenly screams and convulses until he foams at the mouth. It eventually goes away for a while, but only with difficulty. In the mean time, it wears him out. I begged your students to cure him. They could not.”

Salvador responded, “O fickle and obstinate generation, how long will I be with you and endure you? Bring your son here.”

Learning about seizures and how they relate to our call here on earth.

As he was coming forward, he had a grand mal seizure, which threw him to the ground in a convulsion. Salvador admonished the seizure, healed the boy, and returned him to his father. The majesty of The Mighty Savior astonished all.

While they were all amazed at his every deed, he said to his students, “Pay attention to what I am telling you. Our elders will hand The Ciksa Wicasa, the Ben Adam over to men.”

The Mighty Judge hid the meaning of this saying from them and they were afraid to ask him about it.

Salvador’s students asked him, “Who is the greatest in the reign of your pop?”

Salvador reclined in his Lazy Boy recliner and asked the twelve men of his inner circle, “Please sit on floor and listen to what I need to tell you.

Salvador started to chew on a straw for the juice he was drinking and explained, “I can tell you honestly, that unless you turn your lives around and become like munchkins,[1] servants, and children, you will never enter into the great flow of things. Whoever receives such a munchkin in my name receives me. Whoever receives me, receives not me, but the one who sent me.”

Notice how they are child size working mature adults. So, how old do we have to be to be adults.

Lee Stone asked, “How old is a munchkin when he ceases to be a munchkin?”

Salvador answered, “Lee Stone, have you seen the movie, the Wizard of Oz? Did you notice the munchkins? They were adults dressed in ethnic costume. They may have been little people, but they were adults. Likewise, Pop calls you to be little people. You are to receive the little people as your masters, and to treat them with respect. After all, you are little people in the eyes of The Mighty Savior.”

Then he discussed redwoods. “Learn something from the redwoods. There are redwood saplings that were but blades in the ground, when your great-grandfather was born. They will be but preschool age when your great grandchildren die of old age. In the eyes of The Mighty Savior, they are but blades of grass, here today and gone tomorrow. You are munchkins in the eyes of The Mighty Savior, very little munchkins.”

Salvador also conversed about our role as leaders, “Remember, you are to be leaders and teachers. If you cause one of your charges, whether they be children, or adults to lose faith in Pop’s providence, it will be better for you if you were given cement overshoes and sent swimming over at the lake.”

It was a sapling when the apostles were around, and it will outlive our grandchildren. When we live as long as it has lived already, we will be adults.

Salvador added, “It is with great sorrow that many scandalous things come into this world. Much of this suffering seems necessary. I feel even sorrier for the person that causes these things to happen. You are to be the leaders of the munchkins. Pop calls you to lead by example. The munchkins see what you do. They do not expect you to be perfect. Only Pop is that. Learn a lesson from Torah. Torah lists the errors of Torah leadership in graphic detail. They admit their mistakes and move to correct them.”

[1] The key word in the Greek original text is Pais, for child, which can also mean servant or slave according to  the Liddell and Scott Greek-English Lexicon. The Hebrew word, Ben can mean a son. It can also mean to build or product of building according to Jastrow’s Hebrew-English Lexicon.

Letters from Antioch Salvador feeds 5,000

When the line in the sky-separating day from night first appeared, the Twelve Salvador sent out came to him and said, “Tell the crowd to go home so that they can go to surrounding towns and farms and find lodging and food. We are in such an isolated place.”

Salvador simply ordered, “The course of the last quarter century and the crooked leadership of the Crooked Knives has made the entire inhabited world like an isolated place. Make it a fresh and vibrant place. Give them some food yourselves.”

At one time the Anglos and the Saxons were the primative tribes. We have not changed that much, just gotten to be more sophisticated at it

They replied, “We only have five loaves of bread and a couple of small fish. You expect us to go and buy food for all these people? What do you expect us to buy it with, our looks?”

Salvador noted, “Look at what sits next to each loaf of bread. Next to the freshest loaf, you will find a copy of the book of Genesis. Next to the loaf of sour dough, the bread of affliction, you will find the book of Exodus. Next to the pizza dough, you will find the book of Leviticus. Next to the book of Numbers, you will find rye bread and next to the book of Deuteronomy, you will find a loaf of split top bread. The five books stand, not for some 613 rules, but for his story, the history of what it means to be redeemed people, fully alive, in the present.”

Lee Stone, like St Peter Ben Nun, the Rock the son of the Fish, stood there with one piece of fish and Paul Ower stood with the other. There were about five thousand men there, not counting women, and children.

Salvador told his students, “Tell the people to sit down in groups of fifty, just like a platoon in the army.”

They did as they Salvador ordered and the crowd sat down as our group directed.

Taking the five loaves of bread and the two fish, he looked up into the sky and said, “Happy are you Our Mighty Savior, the ruler of the universe who caused bread to come from the earth.”

Feeding 5,000 people at Lake Tahoe on a prayer

He tore pieces of bread from the loaves, gave them to his followers, and they gave them to the crowd.

All ate and until they were full. When we picked up the leftover pieces, they filled twelve-bushel baskets.

Salvador noted, “Don’t forget the 12 tribes of Israel and the 12 apostles. The twelve baskets stand for the new People of the Upright of God you will help to build. You will fill them with the Torah of Life and vitality. This is not rules to follow, but life in its fullest for all people. They will then eat and be truly satisfied.”

Letters from Antioch Healing Allen Vey’s daughter

While Salvador was speaking, someone from St. Francis of Assisi Parish arrived and informed Allen Vey, “Your daughter is dead; Salvador, your services are no longer needed.”

On hearing this, Salvador responded, “Do not be afraid; just have faith and she will be saved.”

St. Francis of Assisi Parish

When he arrived at the house, he allowed no one to enter with him except Lee Stone along with Abe Prentice, and Curtis E. John, the brother of Abe Prentice, along with the child’s father and mother.

All were weeping and mourning for her, when he asked, “What is all of this for? A sick child tries to get a little shut eye and the family wakes up the neighborhood with crying.”

Members of the family made crude remarks about his insensitivity, to his face, and loudly. He asked them to leave so that he could get better cavannah.

Salvador took the child’s father, mother, and those who were with him, and went in to see the child.

Salvador asked the young girl, “Child, arise!”

When the sick get healthy over night for no particular reason, people notice.

Her breath returned and she immediately arose.

Salvador directed, “Please, give her something to eat.”

This astounded her parents.

Salvador instructed her parents, “Do not tell anyone what had happened.”

Salvador called the twelve Akicita he had chosen and gave them influence over all those hearing voices and he gave them authority to cure diseases. He sent them to tell of the presiding of the Almighty One and to heal (the sick).

Salvador commanded them, “Take nothing for the journey. I also do not want you to take a stick to help in your walking. You are not even to take a sack as you will not be taking food or money. You will not be taking extra clothing either. Whenever you enter a town, you will not offend the people in that town, moving from house to house. If they do not welcome you, shake the dust from your feet and leave. The dust will be testimony against them.”

They departed Salvador and went from town to town telling everyone the sweet message and curing their diseases.

 George Wolfgang Schrub, the Governor heard all that was going on, and he was very upset.

Some were saying, “Curtis E. John rose from the dead, just like Jesus did.”

Others were saying, “John the Baptist, that great preacher of penance has come again.”

Again, others, “One of the proclaimer of the divine truths from of old from of old has come among us.”

George Wolfgang Schrub responded, “Curtis E. John, I had killed. Who is this man about whom I hear so much of?”

Governor Schrub

Governor Schrub kept trying to see Salvador.

When those Salvador sent out returned, they explained to him what they had done. He took them and withdrew in private to a hunting village near Tahoe City. The crowds heard of his plan to go there and followed him. He accepted their company and told them about the presiding of the Almighty One.

Salvador read the story of My God Saves in II Chiefs, chapter 4: 42-44, “A man came from the Three Masters feed store bringing the Ben Elohim twenty barley loaves made from the first fruits, and fresh grain in the ear. My God Saves told him, “Give it to the people to eat.”

His servant objected, “How can I set this before a hundred men?” My God Saves insisted, “Give it to the people to eat. For thus says the Personal Name, ‘They shall eat and there shall be some left over.’ When they had eaten, there was some left over, as the Personal Name had told him.

Pop healed you of your errors and things that give you dis-ease, the inability to see Pop in other people and in his world. Christmas is a shortened form of Christ’s Mass. It does not refer to one particular Mass in the year but to everyday that there is a Mass. You should see the Christ, the image of Pop who is in every person everyday and exchange presents every day. Do not wrap them, just work to help each other every day.

Letters from Antioch, the healing of Maria and her lesson from the roses

When Salvador returned to the other side of the lake, a crowd waiting for him welcomed him. A man named Allen Vey, a deacon at St. Bonaventure Church, came forward. He fell at the feet of Salvador and begged him to come to his humble home. He had an only daughter, about twelve years old, and she was dying.

Traveling along with Salvador, the crowds almost crushed him. A particular woman, a Catholic lady, did break through. Her name was Mira and she had open and bloody sores caused by active AIDS for twelve years.

Traveling to the other side of the lake again

She spent tens of thousands of dollars on the project of relieving the symptoms, but with no success. With every drop of blood that dripped from her sores, she could feel another drop of life leave her body. If only she could touch the magic cord, this would heal her. She did touch the cord, and she was.

Salvador asked, “Who touched me?”

While all were denying it, Lee Stone informed Salvador, “Sir, I would like to remind you that the crowds are nearly crushing you to death.”

Salvador responded, “Someone has touched me. I know that I have been touched because power has left me.”

The woman, Mira realized that Salvador found out what she did. She came forward from the vague background with fear in her eyes, trembling. She thought that stealing this healing from the Mighty Savior would bring death. She told the whole truth, hoping for leniency.

Franciscan belt with three knots

Salvador asked her, “My dear Mira, do you not live up to your name? Do you not see you were not reaching for a magic cord, but for a relation with Pop? It is your faith in Pop and your renewed relation with him, which has brought you back to life. Go in peace. Be healed of your weakness.”

Mira looked confused by this.

She asked, “What faith? I am but a poor and uneducated person who has not attended catechism since age twelve.”

Salvador exclaimed, Mira, Mira! You are far more educated than the best theologian at the university.”

“I have no degree and have no formal study since age twelve,” Mira reiterated.

Salvador interjected, “Your experience and your pain is your study. Theologians, in their offices, have not studied nearly as well as you. I now ask you to see the pain of others, and listen for the pain of others. Place your hand on them for me.”

Maria's roses

Mira tore a branch off a rose and smelled the petals that were on its end. She looked at Salvador with tears in her eyes. She then looked into the eyes of Salvador and said, “I am ignorant, I do not understand what faith is, so if I did have it, I would not know it. How can I be a faith healer if I have no faith?”

Salvador asked Mira, “May I run a test to see if you have any faith?”

Mira said, “Yes.”

Salvador asked, “What happens when you retaliate against those angry with you by calling them names?”

“They call you and your parents’ uglier names, and when you attack people, you most often get the wrong person for the wrong reason. It is far better to try and find out where they are coming from and address that.”

Salvador simply taught us, “Strong and eternal are the pure of heart; they will see Pop in everything around them. Faith is truth. Truth is being immersed in the wholeness of Pop’s creation, seeing it, hearing it, smelling it and feeling it. Most important, it is seeing and feeling Pop’s hand in every part of it, the pleasant and the unpleasant.”

Original Tzizit

Salvador looked at Mira and asked her, “Look at the rose you smell. Yes, the smell is sweet. Pop sent the rose so you can enjoy its sweet fragrance. Do stop and smell this one, and all the others. I only ask that you not tear the plant. It hurts the plant, when you tear it limbs off. See the blood as it flows from what is left of the torn limb. Touch it and heal it.”

“I do not have your healing hand,” Mira protested.

Salvador pointed out, “You do not need some magic touch. What I ask is that you look, listen, and touch. As people relate their pain, you will relate your pain to theirs. Tell people about your pain. They will see their pain in yours. Now, you can relate your healing. This is the touch they need. Daughter, your faith saved you; go in peace.”

Letters from Antioch the story of Witco, about running naked, and living with pigs

Once Salvador entered a boat with his Akicita and told them, “Let us go to the other side of the lake.” Therefore, they got into their boats, freed the masts, and set sail. While Salvador’s Akicita were pulling on ropes to steer the boats Salvador fell asleep below decks. A squall blew over the lake; they were taking in water and they were in danger.

Someone asked, “Is everybody bailing?” Lee Stone said, “No we are missing one.” Several came and shook him saying, “Professor, Professor, we are going to die!” Salvador woke up, talked sternly to the wind and the waves, and they subsided.

They went to the other side of the lake

Calm blew in as the storm went elsewhere. Salvador asked them, “Where is your understanding of the presence of the Mighty Savior? Where is your faith?” Admiration filled them. They talked amongst themselves saying, “Who then is this man. He commands even the forces of nature, winds, and sea, and they listen to him?” They sailed to the land of the Omaha, which is near Sacramento County.

As they came ashore a man from the town, a person the people called a Witco or crazy person came to greet him. He exclaimed, “What the world needs is more beer, boobs and broads. Get me some T & A and I will be fine.” He also said, “Let there be more green light on the red light…districts.”

When Salvador saw him, he ran around naked, and made all kinds of noises. Witco had marks on his feet from where the chains bound him. This is so much like the preppy proper people who are always trying to put chains on the rough people who live on the rough streets of our inner cities. These people do live like scrub cattle, always attacking those around them, fighting for the scrub grass in order to survive.

Witco yelled, “Sex, drugs and rock and roll. Let us live for today, tomorrow, with any luck, we die and this hell on earth is over.”

For a long time, he had not worn clothes, and did not live in a house, but among the mausoleums. When he saw Salvador, he cried out and fell down in front of him, with his hands outstretched and his face in the dirt.

He cried. “What are you going to do to me, Salvador, The Ben Adam sent by the Most High, the Mighty Savior? I beg you, do not torment me!”

Salvador ordered the anger in the man to come out of him. It had seized him many times. The county jail had bound him with chains and shackles as a restraint, but he would break these and run headlong out into the woods.

Salvador asked him, “What is your name?”

He replied, “Washington De Columbia. Please do not to order us spirits to depart to the abyss.”

He was called Legion in Palestine, and there was only one Legion in Palestine, the Roman Legions, the Capital of Rome was Rome.

Pigs fed on a nearby hill. The voices inside Washington De Columbia pleaded through him to Salvador to allow them to go into the pigs. Salvador allowed this. It was eerie. A gust of wind seemed to enter the pigs, which rushed down the steep bank and into the lake where they drowned. When the men guarding the pigs saw what had happened, they ran and reported the incident to the people of Tahoe City and to everyone they met in the rural areas.

When they returned, they came with a large crowd carrying heavy-duty flashlights and clubs. When they arrived, where Salvador was, they discovered the man who had been a Witco sitting at his feet. He was clothed and in his right mind. Angst seized them. Those who witnessed it told them how Salvador saved Witco.

They asked, “What have you done? What did you do to spook the pigs?”

Salvador responded:

Who is more important, your brother Washington who was dead but is now alive, or property which is here today and gone tomorrow? To get rid of your demons, you must join the living. Get rid of your own demons, your pigs, to clean your environment of people and things you do not want. To get rid of big government, you must get rid of the need for big government. You need to be more concerned for each other, the living. Big business people, to get rid of the legions of bureaucrats hounding you, you must get rid of your pigs.

Remember the reason that pork is not kosher. It is not because it is dirty or that some ancient people associated it with disease. Pigs are more human like than cattle. Because pigs are more humanlike, they are more able to share their diseases with humans. Pigs are humanoid, human like, without truly being human. You also refer to people with what you call sub-standard hygiene as pigs. They are humanoid, but to you, not truly human. In your fine dress, proper taste in the arts, and in life-styles, you work these people to death for maximum profit for yourselves.

You treat these people like animals while they are the bedrock that holds your society together. They are the carpenters, plumbers, sewage collectors, and sewer cleaners. Their hygiene seams substandard. They are the ones who get their hands dirty so that you can eat. Who are the real pigs?

The pig is the only non-kosher animal that is kosher on the outside, ‘it has cloven hoof,’ and is non-kosher on the inside. It does not chew the cud. You preppy proper people are the same. You look kosher on proper on the outside. Inside you are rotting bones with no concern for the human dignity of others. To get rid of the demon inside of the man, you must treat him like a man, a living man.

The townspeople retorted, “At least punish him for going naked all of these years. Is this not immoral? Does it not say in the Torah that God gave us loincloths to where, and that Noah’s sons sinned in seeing their father naked.”

Salvador responded:

Did you read in the twentieth chapter of Isaiah, ‘Isaiah went naked through the streets for three years?’ If going naked is immoral, a matter of sexual indecency, why did God give the prophet such a command?

Why did the religious authorities of his day not arrest the man long before three years were over? I say, going naked in public is not a sexual sin. Why did God give Isaiah such a command? Cloths really do make the man. In the old days, only the slaves went naked. It was more convenient for their masters. Naked slaves have no cloths to wash or wear out. Naked mammals are animals, not people, and animals have no rights.

The command to wear cloths is therefore a call for and to liberty and freedom, to be fully human in every way. It is not a call for sexual morality. This man ran naked through the graveyards because his ailment temporarily made him appear less than human.

This man is now healthy. He is fully human again. That is why you see him clothed and sane before you. In being naked, he has committed no crime. Therefore, I punish him for none.

To get rid of big government, you must get rid of the need for big government. Be more concerned for each other, the living. You must clothe the poorest among you, and you must clothe them in the dignity that comes with being a human being. Pop prefers that you do this without your Uncle Sam interfering. If he must interfere to get you to treat your brothers and sisters in Christ as brothers and sisters, let your uncle interfere.


They kept pigs Kosher outside, not kosher inside

Great angst seized the ranchers. The entire population of the region of Tahoe City told Salvador, “Leave!”

Salvador got into a boat and we returned to where we had started. The man from whom the voices had come out begged to remain with him. Instead, Salvador told him to return home saying, “Return home, and recount what the Mighty Savior has done for you.”

The man sauntered away and told everyone he met throughout Tahoe City what Salvador had done for him.

Letters from Antioch, Discussions about finding that ideal bull, and discussing the midrash of the great harvest

Salvador left the crowds and entered his home. His students followed, “Please give us a detailed exposition of what you mean with the story of the weeds in the field.”

Salvador answered, “The one who scatters the beautiful seed is the Ben Adam. The field is everything you see before you. It is the civilized world. The beautiful seeds are those people who build up the nation. The weeds are those who bring unpleasantness into our world, no matter how well justified their plans seem to be.”

Bird looking for that great harvest

Salvador discussed the birds in the story, “In this story, the birds represent The Great Accuser. It is in accusation that The Great Accuser spreads his poison. The harvest is the second coming. You, the members of the leadership, are the reapers. Weeds are gathered and burned with fire at the landfill. Likewise, those who bring unpleasantness into our world will face the landfill.”

He also informed his followers about the role of his messengers, his leaders, “The Ben Adam sends his messengers. You, his messengers are to gather from his nation all causes of error and all those who perpetrate it. You will throw them into the landfill where they will weep and gnash their teeth in anger. The charitable will shine like the sun in the nation of their pop. He, who has ears to listen, let them listen.”

Looking for that Herford Bull

Salvador conversed about the rancher and his cattle, “The nation of Pop is like the five great Hereford bulls which a rancher went through all of Kansas, Iowa, California, the Washoe, and Texas looking to buy for stud with his 150 cows. He wanted the perfect calves that would produce the must succulent, juicy, and tasty meat.”

He told what happened when he found the perfect bull, “When he found just one, he forgot the other four, sold everything he had but for his cows, and purchased that bull. The word of Pop is to be tasted and savored, and not swallowed whole.”

Salvador compared his word to gold in Mexico, “The nation of Pop is like gold found in a field in the black hills of Mexico. When a man finds these ingots in a private field, he covers it up, and in his joy, he sells everything that he has and buys that field.”

Trawling at sea

Salvador added, “The nation of Pop is like the great commercial trawlers that throw nets into the sea in search of tuna to put on your table. They pull in the great tuna and with it dolphins, sharks, squid, jellyfish, and all kinds of animal life, some of which is edible and some of which is not. When the fishermen get to shore, others are paid to sort out the tuna and dispose of the rest.”

Salvador finished his contrast, “So it is to be when you study the word of Pop. Search diligently, everywhere for the word of Pop. Bring it to the church where the community can sort the fresh from the rotten. When you go out searching for friends, become real friends with all that you meet. When friendship is established invite them to Mass.”

Salvador also quoted from the Church Fathers, “It is not the nature in us which is the cause of the unpleasantness, but it is the voluntary choice which causes unpleasantness. It is the principle of love and seeing a relation with The Mighty Savior that makes men charitable. It either comes from rot to strength, or returning from progress towards strength to the flood of rot.”[1]


[1] Second Book of the Commentary on the Gospel According to Matthew, Book 11, Origenes Adamantius, New Advent, Web Page, 2003


Letters from Antioch The Midrash of the Sower continued

Salvador picked up a handful of beautiful soil, and let it fall between his fingers, “Beautiful soil is spiritual. When we are beautiful soil, we have the breath of God, beautiful air indeed, flowing through our lungs. What is this beautiful air? It is the air of compassion, kindness, and charity.”

Salvador continued, “We see with this beautiful air, beautiful soil is not and cannot be hard. If you are hard to your neighbor, if you favor long prison terms, low wages, capital punishment, if you feel that if people are poor it is because they did something to deserve it, you need to ask if you are beautiful soil.”

Parked at the edge of the field to put air into our soles

Salvador looked at a local roto-tiller as he related, “It takes real effort to plow ourselves and to care for ourselves as beautiful soil. Without constant tilling, the abuse given to us by the powerful turns us into beaten down paths, indifferent to the world. We must constantly plow ourselves, constantly breaking up the clogs as we find them in our lives.”

Salvador looked at some men in nice suits who sat in lawn chairs with the people with their homemade pillows, “When the going gets tough, the rich get going, somewhere else. They show they have no faith, no understanding of their place in the world, or their relation with Pop.”

Salvador looked at the food they brought with them, crabmeat, “They show they are like the crabs. They have a hard shell and a very soft inside. They become extremely fearful and show this fear in great shows of anger. They hear the word in a great charismatic moment. They study the word as bible quotes. There is much information, not much understanding.”

Good to eat, but not to be like it.

Salvador pointed to a local main line church, “The main line churches are little more than country clubs designed to help their members feel good about themselves. Take away their middle class life style, and they are gone. They will use their faith to defend their middle class life style, but they will never use their middle class life style to defend their faith.”

Salvador had positive things to say about the beautiful soil, “The seeds that fell on rich black loam are the ones who hear the word embrace it with a generous and beautiful heart and produce for Our Mighty Savior. They are the ones who are late to our events because they are busy acting on what we have to say.”

Salvador strolled over to an oak tree, “You are to be like this oak tree. It is hard on the inside. It has an inner strength.”

A great place for birds and other animals to live.

Birds flew in and among the branches of the oak tree as Salvador related, “This tree is a home for others. Its leaves and twigs are the fuel for their nests and food for their stomachs. Be like these.”

Salvador quoted Isaiah, “Listen to the words of Isaiah in chapter 6:9-10, as he speaks to those who live their lives on the path, among the rocks, or between the weeds. You will indeed hear, but not build up your neighbors. You will look but not understand. According to the US Census, 50 million people in America are food insufficient, including 14 million children. You show you understand these words by taking action on this plight.”

Letters from Antioch Salvador discusses his Midrash of the seeds

Salvador interpreted his Midrash, “In this story about seeds, Pop is the farmer. The seed is his word. The first group hears the stories at the level of a story. Everything the Good Book tells you and everything I tell you is about the present.”

Salvador discussed the seed on the rocky ground, “The fundamentalist group best represents the seed thrown on rocky ground. The leaders among them sound like used car salesmen, and so do many of them.”

Discussing wheat fields down near Reno

Salvador added, “They receive the word with great joy. They also have much knowledge in words, but no depth of understanding. They are not like the trees with deep roots that the word and what they see around them nourishes. They are as thistles, easily pulled. When the going gets tough, they show they have no faith, no understanding of their place in this cosmos, or their relation with Pop.”

Salvador strode over to a tree with a crab carved into it. “They show that they are like the crab. They have a hard shell and a very soft inside. They become extremely fearful and show this fear in great shows of anger. You are to be like the tree. It has faith in The Mighty Savior’s providence and reaches skyward and touches those around it with its softness.”

Salvador ambled over to a local path, knelt down, and pounded the path, “See, very hard. Nothing can take root and grow here.”

Are we like the crab, or are we like the tree?

Salvador turned to his left, dug his hand into the loose soil, and allowed the soil to sift through his hands, “See, this soil is very soft. There is lots of air here. This is beautiful soil, ready to nourish others.”

Salvador stood up and hiked a few steps to slightly different soil. Weeds were present, and the few plants that were there were all week and scraggly. Salvador tried to burrow his way into the soil, but rocks and pebbles kept him from doing so.

Salvador commented, “Roots from wheat would have the same problem here. The soil is too hard.”

He again turned to his left and quipped, “See, the beautiful soil is all soft. Roots will take right into this stuff. Please note, the only difference between this soil…”

Salvador scooped with his right hand and pulled up some of the rocky soil, “and this soil…” he reached into the beautiful soil and pulled some up, “is that this soil has seen the roto-tiller, and therefore has air in it.”

The beautiful soil is soft

Salvador pointed to the beautiful soil, “This soil is spiritual, a fancy Latin way of saying it has air in it. It has been aerated, tilled.”

Salvador pointed to the rocky soil, “This soil has rocks in it, it is so hard. See how hard it is.”

We all looked at the hardness of the soil as Salvador commented, “This soil is so hard that I had to scoop soil from the surface and could not burrow into it. Not so, with the beautiful soil.”

We all dug our hands into the beautiful soil and remarked at how easy it was to dig into it. Salvador stepped a few steps further and dug his hand into soil with weeds in it. As he did, he pulled up several of the weeds at the same time. It all came up in a clump.

Salvador commented, “This soil is like sod. No more plants can put their roots into this soil. It is already too full of roots.”

Sod is crowded with roots and can take no more plants

Salvador pointed at week, sick looking cows in a nearby field, “Look at those cows over there. They are scrub cattle, trampled upon until they become hard, and callous toward others. As they become harder and harder, they become like rocks, cold and uncaring.”

Salvador looked at the people as they fought with their things, then to the crowd as he quipped, “Please compare the crowd with the cattle. Both become mean, uncaring, fighting for that last piece of scrub grass, lest they die.”

Sitting in a field

Salvador pointed to people who were dressed very nice and who were moving their things around so they could get at their snacks and beverages they brought for the event. They fixed their heads so that they would not have to see the poor people as they sat nearby.

Salvador commented, “Like those people, we look the other way. We move to the suburbs so that we do not have to see the poor anymore. We start to tolerate the suffering of others. We watch violent movies and view it as entertainment.”

Salvador’s voice began to shake as he went on, “Finally, we become republican, hating the redistribution of goods which is ultimately the property of God, which God gives to all mankind for all to share.”

Salvador calmed himself down as he continued, “With forgiveness we become the beautiful soil. Most of the people coming to hear me are the scrub cattle of civilization. This address is to them. However trod upon and beat up we feel, we must let the Spirit come into our lives and see the same suffering in our neighbor. If we walk a mile in our neighbor’s shoes, we will not become hard.”

We need to see people suffering, here, around the world and act on it.

He looked at those around him, “If you do not cry when you see the suffering of others, you need to ask just how close you are to the Compassionate Judge who does cry. Through Penance he grinds the rocks of our lives down to the sand, silt, clay, humus, nitrogen, potash, and phosphorus that is beautiful soil.”

Salvador picked up a handful of beautiful soil, and let it fall between his fingers, “Beautiful soil is spiritual. When we are beautiful soil, we have the breath of God, beautiful air indeed, flowing through our lungs. What is this beautiful air? It is the air of compassion, kindness, and charity.”

Letters from Antioch Salvador talks about farming

The full moon came and went several times. Salvador finds himself journeying from one town and village to another, preaching and proclaiming the sweet message of the rule of The Mighty Savior.

Accompanying him were the Twelve Akacita and some women who had been cured from hearing voices and other infirmities, Bee, called the Great from whom Salvador removed seven voices, Graciel, the wife of George W. Schrub’s maid Mira, Joy, and many others who provided for them.

Salvador was near the north shore of Lake Tahoe. He looked at the water and saw schools of trout, some tadpoles, along with water skaters and water boatmen in the water. Above the lake were some trees and in the trees were finches, blue jays, and a few frogs calling the geese flying overhead, letting them know where the lake was. He also noticed that the lake had quiet waves. The whole seen on the lake was one of vitality, vivaciousness, and life.

Salvador sat in the sea and talked to the people on the land

While Salvador sat in the flexible and ever changing sea, a large crowd of people sat on the inflexible, dry, dead land. Salvador noticed that some people sat on the shore, a road of sand that traversed around the lake and that neither has nor gives life. What little life is there, the migrating birds take off with and eat. Others sat on rocks that are hard and uncomfortable, and which gave no relief from the heat. Rather, they act like big mirrors, causing the people sitting on the rocks to wither from the heat.

People rushed to take these seats because they are close to the teacher and they are better than sitting on the hot sand. Still others sat in the weeds and thistles that though soft, still had thorns and were therefore very uncomfortable. People here were constantly grabbing at whatever weeds were present to make mats for themselves. As they would settle into their hand-made mats, the thistles would stick through and they would feel bound to reshuffle again.

Some people sat on the beach on some on the hot rocks

The last group had to settle with sitting far away from Salvador, but the ground was a soft field of hay. Being humble folk, they had given the better seats to others. They also came late because they were busy meditating on their daily readings. Salvador talked to the crowd about the things of the land. He hoped that from this the people would learn about life in the water, in particular the water of the Great flow of things talked about in the book of Genesis.

Some people sat in the thistles while others sat further back, in the soft grass

A gardener went to throw out his seed. In addition, as he scattered his seed, some fell on a dirt path and was crushed by the feet of man and animals that walked by. Then the birds of the sky ate it. Some fell on rocky ground, and when it started growing, it withered and died because of the dearth of water and soil. Some fell among thorns. The thorns grew with it and choked it off. Some seed fell on beautiful black loam soil, and when it grew, it produced fruit ten thousand fold.

After saying this, he told the crowd, “Whoever has ears to hear, listen.”

Salvador’s followers asked him, “What is the meaning of this story?”

Salvador answered, “Knowledge of the sacred secrets of the rule of Our Mighty Savior has been granted to you; but to the rest, they are made known through stories. This way, they may look but not see, and hear but not understand.”