After a week we hopped on a train and headed for Brendisi Italy somewhere around the heal or call of the boot and caught a ship 🚢 to Peleponese Greece across the Adriatic Sea of which means the Black Sea and made our way by bus too Corinth Greece an place that I had been before and much loved there by the people and a place that I loved and still love over the some your times that I have been there total in my sweet life in Greece and after a few days ministering there too the youth who like to sit in the outdoor Cafe' in the evening and when it's cool after a hot smart day and drink Cola Cola and Tea and coffee with the local Black Robbed Orthodox Priest keeping an Eye on things in his home town Parish and the youth flocking for hear Kenneth play his guitar and sing and I learning how to pick up Greek Words and broken sentences as one of them translated for us and had such a wonderful time after the constant tourist buses coming and going and visiting the ancient ruins being constantly dug up and exposing Ancient Corinth as it is called today due to the fact that a great earthquake had deveststed the then Modern Corinth built over the ancient site and the city moved too a new location called Modern Corinth this day near the famous Corinthian Cannal dug through solid rock too sea level for ships to pass without going around the whole Penninsala Island of the Peleponese of which the hated Nero by the Romans tried to build a canal but failed and few know that around four thousand years ago Pharoe of Egypt succesfully built the first canal contracting the Nile River too the Red Sea and the views from the modest Modern Corinth of today are spectacular the mountains and ships passing to through the canal and blue skys and seas are quite breath taking and the Ancient Corinth site and the village that is there now Called Ancient Corinth is beyond words next to the excecated skeletons of the ruins and mainced road of the ancient city are almost behind description and the histories thatve were there are equally as spectacular as the ruins and with the help of the Holy Ghost will try to remember what I saw and experienced and I ei attempt to describe my experiences in Corinth combined in a metaphysical way all four times that I have been there in a Dreamworld of Biblical archeology and the history of this crossroads between the Romans and the Greeks and a place of wonder especially geographically speaking a haveway point between both of these Empires, Republics and Democracies of history and a sacred place in history and border between Athens and Corinth in the Peleponeseian Wars with Socratese as a Hoplite warrior center saving the life of a friend who appently became a very controversial figure in Greek history andrmrmbrribg during that long and drawn out war with Sparta located in the Peleponese Island like Penninsala and again as I write these words I go into an hypnotic trance like state rememberiing my experiences in the Ancient Corinth do I am about to go into poetic prose of extacy andef by Corinth intoxication remembering my experiences in this quote magical experience of being is such an historical place and crossroads of history and to try to put flesh and blood on the dry bones of history is quite a challenge and not meant for everybody wholter and see only the plain and daily things if life where ever they may be and but it is virtually impossible for someone not to be inspired a visit too Corinth, but then again to there are people that no matter what and are always looking on the dark side or plain side of things and not stopping to smell the flowers and feel the thorns of life and have gone past feeling in need of sex, food, shelter and hard drugs or hard alcohol and cannot be happy about anything always in a dark or negative film of depressions and insecurities instead of trusting the Ine that createsd them and will take care of them like a garden of delight in His Garden of Eden and on that note we sha go too the Main Road in Ancient Corinth that was dug up and buried centerious ago and made of pure marble likes street never seen before and have never seen since in all my travels sidewalks made of marbel where Saint Paul and Anguilla Perdilla walked and where Diogenes walked holding a lamp in broad daylight looking for an honest man and Alexander asking him that he could have anything he desired of him and his answer was that he was standing in his sunlight and at the end of the road where it went too the sea he would mastebate on the beach and when asked why he said that if he could only get rid of his hunger so easily as his sex drive for he was homeless and lived in a wine jar or vat as history says for he had never written anything but his memory goes on as the only homeless Philosopher in the hayday of Rock Star status philosophers like Socratese, Plato and Aristotle and he and Socratese never wrote anything themselves to be left behind to that we know of and Plato kept Socratese memory alive and word of mouth by assorted sources alive and to this day we speculate and ruminate and prophesy of his life and onward we go next yok Acro Corinth the city on a mountain overlooking Ancient Corinth with a Temple too Aphroditus der or Venus with five hundred temple prostitutes and the right hundred year old chapel or early Church that is still there with it's roof sagging so bad that it looks like it's about to collapse and the Temple gone and a Frankish Crusader fortress wall surrounding the top of the magnetic mountain and back drop too the city of ancient Corinth and a most beautiful and romantic place and another historical site in Ancient Corinth was the Bema the place where court was held and the Jews that falsely accused Saint Paul of being evil doer was sentenced to be beaten in public and then there was the name of Erasmus's name carved in marbel at the foot of the ruins of the theater in Corinth who was mentioned by Saint Paul and being a believer and convert to Jesus and the Gospel and was the Treasurer of Corinth and then there was an ancient and beautiful ruins of and early Church building that was buried and uncovered after the earthquake in the nineteenth century and then there was the public toilets in marble or which were very impressive bring holes in large marvel slabs able to accommodate a lot of folks also uncovered and bright in the sunlight and then there was the museum there with Artifacts from the area where the Temple of Escephilus the god of healing was and the worshippers brought clay reproductions of the parts of their body's to be healed were kept and I noticed penis' also and no doubt from venerial diseases from the Temple Prostitutes and there was also a marble statue of apparently Venus with a hole between her legs for flowers or so and it reminded me of what Paul wrote about those who fornicate with idols and then there was the Temple to Apollo the most impressive remains of the last seven Corinthian style Collums still standing and also there was an ancient storefront Church uncovered with a vaulted fornus over it and ancient Byzantine looking paintings on the walls of religious people or Saints and was one of the most ancient and primative Churches that in my imagination ever seen and possibly the first Church or one of the lost first Church buildings in Corinth and then there was the ancient and abandoned ruins of the cemetery with the tomb lids pried off by ancient grave robbers or archeologists and fragments of bones still visible and when I told the local Archeologists of what I saw outside the main ruins that the tourists don't see he looked surprised if not embarrassed and he dressed just like one would imagine Archeologist would look like with the broad brimed hat and the kaki shirt pants and pocketed shirt and a picture of just what an Archeologist would look like and he was supervising a dog with the locals doing the digging and that was funded by an American University and was watching out for workers possibly looting or pocketing ancient coins and such for my associate on that pecticular time I was in Corinth I was with a Church member and associate named John Newton and he had bought a tiny cameo made of some red jewel stone and profile of a women that he bought from a local and he showed it to the Archeologist and he told him that he could keep, it because he knew not where it was found and after that is when I noticed a female Archeologist was out over watching the workers afterwards and the diggers did not look happy so robe watching over them and for it is also illegal to take any artifacts out of the countryeithout permission unless from an official antique dealer and another thing I saw of interest in Corinth was a weed with stoked green balls on the end that if you even brushed them, that they would bust off like little jet powered spiked balls flying at you to scare you off and the spring flowers among the white marvel ruins in Greece was like something out of a story book fairy tale picture ti see such beauty among ancient ruins was awesome the the air is fresh in spring there and the weather perfect in May and the best time to go there is springtime when everything has been washed by the winter rains and no dust anywhere and the vegetation is a green and the sky blue and the waters Aqua green blue and translucent like a swimming pool and the furthest I have ever seen looking down from a boat off the coast of Greece on the Adriatic to the bottom of the sea near shore was of Greece and it seemed I could see down into the water for some twenty thirty feet and everywhere off the coast of Greece where no waves stirred the waters the ocean was like swimming pool translucuent waters and a snorkel divers Paradise and there was a reminder in Corinth of the four hundred year occupation by the Turks by leaving a Mosque looking little building abandoned and unkept and a reminder of the occupation and yet intriguing looking and historical looking building of the occupation and in general Corinth is a wonderland of not only Biblical history but if the history of the World and it's ancient Western Civilization and a cross roads if such from the East too the West a meeting place of Greek and Roman Civilizations and a feeling that one is in the heart of something of already a crossroads and it's hard not to wax poetically being in Greece and far more then even being in Rome, in which except for the Roman Forum everything looked smog dingy and dirty, compared to Athens with it's white and clean and ocean wept winds like in Athens where even the sidewalk and street curbs are made out of white Marvel and kitchen sinks also are carved out of white marbel and in fact the mountains around Athens are made of marbel and that I have we never seen si much marbel in my life and that I can say that Athens is and was a White Marbel City and I will go back to memories of Corinth as we go next too the City of Athens and remember this is a continuous Prosaic account of adventures written on a cell phone with one finger and will be edited later ...Love 316
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