More Luminous Journalism... Or Luminous History

Originally seen on TLB Prime, unedited...
The Historian in me is alive and well - even though he never agreed to sign up with the System and repeat, ad nauseam, the inculcated, accepted so-called facts, rewritten by the powers-that-be, to a disinterested audience. I will, however, do some rehashing of those facts - on occasion, in my own way, with verve and wit. And whenever I do such a thing, the truth will come out.

There is a monument in the shape of a cross that stands a mere few feet away from the church where I was baptized, lo, not all that long ago... 
L'église St-Martin.

The cross stands very tall - about 12 feet tall - on the grass that belongs to a school actually; a school I never attended, somehow - l'École Leblanc. I remember my father showing me this monument, in the 70s, one summertime walk... The monument has been there since 1941 - which is the year another dear relative of mine was born... They commemorated with this monument the 400th anniversary of the arrival of Jacques Cartier in the area, in 1541 thus. The plaque that states all that took another 50 years to find its way there though, having been installed only in 1991 by a government anxious to complete unfinished works left scattered all about the province of Quebec by its predecessors who'd briefly gained the power reins...
Jacques Cartier's third voyage of 1541 has been summed up with three words: "failure, suspension & retirement."
Aside from Cartier, the monument has much greater significance for me, personally, and this in several ways too, as can be evident already. There are the childhood memories, of course, first and foremost. The 1970s were golden years to me, for so many good reasons.
I also remember 1991 very well - two out of those three words that qualified Cartier's final voyage apply for that year as well, as far as a certain other person of my entourage was concerned back then...
Well, at some point anyway, it seemed to be that way. However, appearances are always so deceiving - and so it was, there too...
But I digress - and verse nostalgic by the same token there.
Let us rather focus on the monument once more - it is a huge white, immaculate cross, with a crest embedded in its center and the years 1541 and 1941 blazoned across said crest...
It looks very stylish, very elegant and has not changed one iota in all these years...
On the plaque, there is an enchanting hymn that always captivated my imagination, for as long as I can remember - and I would only find out why as an adult, of course.
It is highly interesting, also, that a web search unearthed many different lyrics and versions of the hymn in question - which is titled Vexilla Regis...
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Artiste: Noctes
Chanson: Vexilla Regis Prodeunt Inferni

Beware-with the dark I ride as one. When my legacy I reclaim.
As a fallen god, with the lunar legions by my side
On dragon wings I fly. Behold-the etheral shades of night

Pletoric formations of dark dancing past the aeons of the eleusinian vast
Within a dream, my honour to last, to sprout throughout my blood
to strengthen my heart.
The heaven torns apart as twillight shreds and thunder.
With a vampire breath I whirl the frost, to storm within my kingdom to come
Dead winter enthrones.

Vexilla regis produent inferni
As a phantom of night I ride, by thy side

The Archangels revocation of the dead
The apocalyptic revelation
The arrival of plague and death.
The Armageddon revolution-to come

Astral sparks of fire, descending to ablaze
The landscapes drained by sulphur rain
from the canopy licked by flames
Shadows walks the earth, to ravish life and glee
To walk the fields of reverie, sowing dark in dreams to be

Beware-with the dark I ride as one. When my legacy I reclaim.
As a fallen god, with the lunar legions by my side
On dragon wings I fly. Behold-the etheral shades of night

Clamant-the silence-as blood to my ears
The battlescreams echoes has vanished, faded into the past

The black sun is falling into the abyss
with the lakes of dark blood to merge
The sky is aflame, when I ride through the night
as a phantom through fire I fly
Armageddon...The final redemption of wrath

Dies Irae... +++
Despite the gusto and allure of the preceding, the original latin and French version that is quoted on the plaque is much more one of DEVOTION than one so... Apocalyptic! Although I like apocalyptic - aye, I do! Almost as much as I like nostalgic, romantic, antique and antics...
But I've just digressed once again right there, I do believe...
The following is hence the Latin & French *classic* version:
(Not all the latin is translated though - if anyone can help with that, feel free to do so!)
It is to be found in its entirety here:
http://www.vexilla-regis.com/textevr/VEXILLA%20Regis%20prodeunt.htm)
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VEXILLA Regis prodeunt ; - Les étendards du Roi s’avancent
fulget Crucis mysterium, - La Croix rayonne en son mystère.
quo carne carnis conditor - En croix, la Vie subit la mort,
suspensus est patibulo.1 - Et par sa mort eut fruit de vie.

Confixa clavis viscera
tendens manus, vestigia,
redemptionis gratia
hic immolata est hostia.

Quo vulneratus insuper - Toi qui reçus le coup de lance
mucrone diro lanceae, - Au fer brutal, pour nous laver
ut nos lavaret crimine,2 - De la souillure du péché,
manavit unda et sanguine. - Tu ruisselas d’eau et de sang.

Impleta sunt quae concinit - C’est accompli ce qu’a chanté
David fideli carmine, - David en des vers prophétiques.
dicendo nationibus : - Il proclamait : « Sur les nations,
regnavit a ligno Deus. - C’est par le bois que règne Dieu. »

Arbor decora et fulgida, - Arbre splendide, éblouissant,
ornata Regis purpura, - Orné de la pourpre royale,
electa digno stipite - Tronc choisi qui fus jugé digne
tam sancta membra tangere. - De toucher des membres si saints.

Beata, cuius brachiis - Bienheureux Arbre dont les bras
pretium pependit saeculi : - Ont porté la rançon du monde !
statera facta corporis, - Tu pesas le poids de ce corps,
praedam tulitque tartari. 3 - Et l’Enfer dut lâcher sa proie.

Fundis aroma cortice, -
vincis sapore nectare,
iucunda fructu fertili
plaudis triumpho nobili.

Salve, ara, salve, victima,
de passionis gloria,
qua vita mortem pertulit
et morte vitam reddidit.

O Crux ave, spes unica, - Salut, ô Croix, seule espérance !
hoc Passionis tempore ! * - Procure, au temps de la Passion,
piis adauge gratiam, - Grâce abondante aux cœurs fidèles,
reisque dele crimina. - Et rémission aux cœurs coupables.

Te, fons salutis Trinitas, - Trinité, source de salut,
collaudet omnis spiritus : - Les vivants chantent Vos louanges,
quos per Crucis mysterium - Victorieux par Votre Croix,
salvas, fove per saecula. - Ils recevront la récompense. Amen ! A tale of Praise and Worship - reeking of a theme that is dear to me also, now, that of Redemption and that precious Reward that is Promised...! +++

On this link, you can listen to the hymn (or cantique) too - I highly recommend it, evidently.
Oh, and as for Cartier and his failed voyage...
The historian in me would be remiss if he did not add the following...
In Spring of 1542, Cartier abandoned Charlesbourg-Royal and set out for France with a supply of what he believed gold and diamonds gathered from the shores of the St. Lawrence River.
Back in France, the King was ecstatic over the cache of 'gold and diamonds' Cartier had brought with him from the New World. However, the gold turned out to be worthless iron pyrite - fool's gold. The diamonds were nothing but quartz. Canada, apparently, offered nothing which would compensate for the money spent to finance the voyages.
French exploration in the New World would subsequently be suspended.
No more commissions were ever granted to Jacques Cartier. He retired to his birthplace, St. Malo, where he died in 1557.

My father's health really started deteriorating in 1992.
By September of 1993, he was forced into early retirement because of his failing health.
His plans to retire to his birthplace were ruined by all this.
He would live about the same amount of time afterwards, only not in his birthplace and in relative good health, like Cartier, the bringer of fool's gold, would enjoy... ...

Miraculous Mini-Essay :)

As Originally Seen On TLB Prime!
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So, what is the purpose of our existence? To even begin to grasp that we have to realize that our very mere existence is nothing less than a miracle in itself! Odds were not in our favor when we were conceived - for us to come out at the other end of that process the way we are is nothing short of miraculous indeed. Granted, some individuals out there, we would have been better off without - however, without evil around, how would we know that we are any good? (Okay, that was borderline Seinfeld logic there - and nothing, I repeat, nothing is as simple as Seinfeld makes it out to be... And no Superman will ever show up when terrorists do, but that is another dreadful -and cantankerous too- story indeed...)

That we came out being fully-functional human beings is only one aspect of the miracle that we are though... We can see, we can talk, we can walk, we can hear, we can breathe by ourselves, we can think, we can reason, we can build numerous things with these hands that God Has Given us... All of that and more are miraculous traits and Divine Gifts - hence, all of that is NOTHING... without God. All of that can be taken away from us - and not only by God either. The Adversary and Death have power over us, for now. God Allows it. For now. The Divine Essence Within Us - God's Presence Within Us - now That Is His and Is therefore out of reach from the natural enemies that God's Creation has... Enemies for a time, not forever, nor for much longer really - only for now. It will not always be like this either - just ask the Drogo fan in my luminous guestbook; he knows more than he lets on! ;) But that is another story too...

Thus, the purpose of existence - with all these factors connecting now and becoming a clearer Tapestry of Truth - should be a little more evident to us all at this point... We exist because God Willed us into existence. We exist because of Him and for Him. We exist to witness of that. We exist to use those Gifts that He Has Given us to do just that - reach out and speak of Him to others not "in" on the evidence! And there are a LOT of those... We exist, hence, to be the Light of the world! We exist to reflect His Light - for we come from it. Those of us who have not hurt our fellow man that is. Those of us who have not been envious of our neighbor in an excessive way (cause, sure, it is only normal to NOTICE that the grass is greener... What is NOT normal, is to go out of our way to destroy the neighbor's lawn! It does not make yours any greener - in fact, it will make it look MUCH WORSE in the only pair of eyes that truly matters; YOUR LORD GOD'S!)

We do not exist to empower ourselves and to achieve splendours in OUR NAMES... For we are ephemeral at best. Nothing that we accomplish will remain for long. The only part of us that is eternal is so because it is of Him - our souls. Don't believe? Die and you'll see then! There is far greater than what we have here on Earth... And we exist to testify of His Greatness - for He made us the way we are and we are better than any man-made construct! Our only true worth -for it is the only aspect of us that will not decay- is our SOUL; that which is 100% of the Creator! The Creator Is Unequalled - and we are His Creation and His Miracle... born, made, shaped and willed into existence out of LOVE. Nothing made in China, in the good ol' U.S. of A. or in Taiwan can come remotely CLOSE. We are talking about production values of the DIVINE. And He Made Us Out of LOVE - not for profit.

The Miracle of Life Is The Greatest Miracle of All.
And Life Is much more than mere earthly existence too...
God's Love And Will for us Have no match and know no bounds.
God's Plan for us is to have us by His Side Forevermore.
Freed of mortal coils... freed of pain... freed from death.
God Has for us the Greatest of Loves.
We were willed into existence for no other purpose than to reflect that Love.
Let us do just that now -
and quit acting the opposite way... hmm?

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It is, evidently, all for laughs that I penned this and the entire saga can thus be found here - in the luminous comments section! ;)
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