A Green Desert Father Vol.8 - In My Hermitage Garden
In March 2013, Richard Mc Sweeney, a self-originating lyrical philosopher of Éire brought out a 794-paged hardback titled A Green Desert Father having as its subtitle Philosophical converse of an Árd Rí (High King) of Ireland. This contemporary collectable is a chronologically compiled anthology dating from January 2011 to February 2013 of original narratives, poems, fictional dialogues, and scenic photographs. It boldly addresses several universal themes such as love, freedom, morality, human trafficking, children and spousal abuse, religion, politics, fanaticism, prophecy, cosmology, art, fashion, music, and the esoteric.
There are conversations in it with for instance Anne Boleyn, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Matthias Stormberger, Michel de Nostredame, Edgar Cayce, James Joyce, Joseph Goebbels, Greta Garbo, Don Quixote de la Mancha, Dalai Lama, The Holy Qur’an, Angela Merkel, Jehanne d’Arc, Richard Dawkins, Anne Sinclair, Georg Gänswein, and Patrick Stewart just to name a few.
Aside from being a cosmopolitan work it is a one of a kind personal social commentary on early 21st century Ireland as it contains over seventy pages devoted exclusively to the author’s historic and courageous bid to become the 9th President of Ireland.
The entire work is being made available exclusively here on Shopify in 13 short volumes. The scenic photographs of the print work are not included.
This 8th volume contains make-believe conversations with the following people, and an entity. Each one was inspired and composed simultaneously in one sitting.
Father Seán Abhaile of KZ-Mauthausen
Elleenavine and Dwellen
Eleonora Genieve d’Gray
Aer Lingus - the flag carrier of Ireland
Grand Prince Yuri Dolgoruky
Edition: Word document
Font: Garamond 11
Approximate word count: 10,786
“Goodness is not of badness found;
badness is of badness found.
Then where does goodness come from?
Shall we say it has its origin in itself?
Look the plain fact n’ truth of the matter is that
nobody truly knows anything, n’ that is the way
it has always n’ ever been, n’ will always
n’ ever be without any end in sight.
We are meant to be in perpetual ignorance;
seemingly knowing yet not knowing.
You are a painter of dark pictures.
I am merely painting reality as I see it.
Wars all the more the many are inevitable.
Existence is a curse; human existence
in particular is the biggest curse of all.
Better it would be for one to auction oneself off
to support missions of self destruction;
self destruction in the company of as many
of the innocent as is physically possible.
At least when I will get to any of the heavens,
I will receive some reward for my bravery.
Your mind is not in a good place; bring it back
before it will lead you to disgrace n’ disappointment.
There are no heavens that will reward for such actions.
Heavens that are only concerned with giving
rewards n’ punishments are not heavens.
Then what are they?
Ignorance assuming positions of authority.
. . .
I am fed up of these centuries n’ centuries of
lowness ever eddying back in n’ on itself.
I want to see in my time our human kind
rise way away above the lowness of this age,
n’ of all the ages going forward for the eons . . .” 31st May 2012 Proclamation
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