A.D. MMXII: La plume de Quasimodo et Esmerelda Le bureau de JV Agnvs Dei Verbvm Dei Filvs Dei Jose Maria Chavira MS Adagio 1st Primogentivs Fivs Dei Hominis Espiritvs Dominus Dominorum est et Rex Regum et Reginarum nom de plume JCAngelcraft La Courronne Monde Chateau Versailles France
In writing Jacobo there are many considerations such as the kind of music I want associated with it. JC
by JC Angelcraft
Jacobo was a mystery to many people. Accused falsely of many things he was pursued by Garapatas the grandmaster of Andorra who loathed his appearance. At birth Garapatas, whose name means pestilence disfigured Jacobo after taking him from his mother a Noblewoman from Andorra. Garapatas was a wizard and member an extreme racist secret society. Still a young man, Jacobo made his escape and found refuge in Andorra’s monastery where he met a priest named Francisco. But Garapatas did not give up and after Francisco died, Jacobo fled Andorra and sought refuge at Notre Dame in Paris. Soon Robespierre would hear of him and would make a pact with Garapatas. Following in the example of the Britain’s King George, Robespierre started a plague so people could not pray in churches or confirm the loss of their priests who he was busy working executing. It was a Reign of Terror, a series of massacres and numerous public executions which took place in France. It was rage, misplaced rage. A grand master wizard politician named Robespierre accomplished 16,594 murders using executions by sentences of death which had been dispensed throughout France of which 2,639 were in Paris .
“God will give us Justice!” shouted an angel waving his fist at Robespierre “God has weighed you Robespierre and measured you and has found you owing!
“You must return to the church and warn the priest” said a nun to Jacobo “Robespierre may come again soon.” Jacobo returned to the Church with the his guardian Angel following him that great being we know as our Holy Spirit.
At Notre Dame, Jacobo started to work and soon became busy working lighting candles and filling dispensers with Holy water. He soon forgot his problems and started to sing when a couple approached the building. In the pews a man sat quietly undetected.
“The church is closed” said Jacobo “Robespierre has closed it for his plague”
“We have come to pray and to worship Jesus and the blessed Virgin Mary,” said the man whose wife stood next to him.
“Then you come for the Holy Spirit,” said Jacobo
“We are unworthy of the Holy Spirit,” said the woman “and so we look to the Virgin to pray for us.”
“The Virgin is Woman! Goddess!” said Jacobo a hunchback with very short arms. “You speak of her as some intercessor who only lives once. She is eternal! With us always! If you are to hail her, you must adore her!” said Jacobo “Hail her in the Spirit because she represents the female aspect of the Holy Spirit who has descend to the earth. As Man and Woman, the Holy Spirit walks with us and suffers with us, but also is victorious with us.
“Heresy!” said the man.
“Heresy, my dear sir is worshipping man and woman in the flesh. Though God be with us in the flesh, he is a servant of his own Crown which is greater than even he is for the crown is the Holy Spirit, that unbreakable crown of light above the head of every saint and angel. God is Spirit! said Jacobo. “God is the Holy Spirit!”
“O.k.” said the man
“I still feel that I need her as an intercessor” said the woman.
“God is here to please” said Jacobo “Nothing that you do that works to bless and affect holiness in your life with a right heart and a right mind is wrong. Being a good person and a devout follower of the blessed Virgin and asking her to intercede for you honors the Holy Spirit.”
“I still feel unworthy at times,” said the man.
“If the Holy Spirit can love a little hunchback like me a man so wretched and disfigured as myself” said Jacobo “Anyone can come before the Holy Spirit in the temple of their hearts. You start by repenting and living with the Holy Spirit in your heart and on your mind always and doing your best to bless that special aspect of the Holy Spirit that was meant just for you and who lives with you day to day like the Sun the and Moon.”
“We do that already,” said the woman.
“Then you please your Holy Spirit already,” said Jacobo.
“Can you tell us about the Church?” asked the woman to Jacobo “We can give you some money.”
“I have no use for money” said Jacobo “I am from Andorra and have been a servant my whole life.”
“How did you come to Paris?” asked the Man.
And Jacobo said, “O God of my father Abraham, and God of my father Isaac, the Lord which saidst unto me, Return unto thy country, and to thy kindred, and I will deal well with thee:”
And the woman” said “I am not worthy of the least of all the mercies, and of all the truth, which thou hast shewed unto thy servant; for with my staff I passed over this river Jordan; and now I am become two bands.”
“Genesis 32 King James Version (KJV) verses 9 and 10” said Jacobo
“I know it, like I know my own soul,” said the woman.
“What do you do here Jacobo?” asked the man.
“I am but a servant here in Notre Dame, but I can tell you a few things,” offered Jacobo.
“What do you do here?” asked the woman.
“I work here,” replied Jacobo “I am a Bishti”
“What is a Bishti?” asked the man
“I am an aquarian,” answered Jacobo “My hands and soul are blessed every day to carry Holy water to where the priests and nuns want me to take it. I also maintain the candles.”
“Who was that we heard singing?” asked the man.
“That was me” said Jacobo. “I sing cantatas to the Blessed Virgin while I work.”
The man looked around the great Church. The sun illuminated the stained glassed windows. “It is magnificent” He said.