Gruel for breakfaste once againn…but at leaste I do not have to plough the fields! Monks > peasants
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Gruel for breakfaste once againn…but at leaste I do not have to plough the fields! Monks > peasants
Veriley I Poste Hence:
Todaye I asked Abbott Ealfrythe for a Lowe Taper Fayde, however he once again forced upon me the Tonsure…
Lett NOT Yoreselfe Be Botheredd By The Belittlementse Of Womene…If Theyye Cannotte Understande The Pathe Of Enlightenmente As Youe Hæve…Theye Hathe Chosenn Thare Fæte…Lett Them NOT Distrackte Youe Fromme Righteousnesse…….
Wiggele Youre Toes In Thee Dyrte…You Wille Feele The Presense of God…Get Your Toes Muddey…
Ife Youe Lyve Neare The Sea…I Encouraege Youe To Go Outte And Smelle The Sea…Itse Salte And Other Substancese And Fragerancese…It Cleansese The Soule…
I Have Receievde Frighteneigne Neuese Fromm My Good Friend And Fellow Monk Galaglaeyfede…A Laryge Grouppe Of VIKINGS, Foule Heathense, Have Attacked Galaglaeyfede’s Monastaireye…Wreakinge Muche Havocke…I Am Filled With Consternationne At This Neusse…
The Weaythere Was Farre Too Hotte Fore Mye Likingke, Everywhere I Walked I Was Profuesley Sweatigne
Today I Walked Amonge The Treese, Communing Withe Nature And The Spirit Of Our Lord God.
It Is Raininge Todaye. A Fine Miste Hangse In The Air, Moistenigne My Surroundingse. A Fine Daye Fore Worshipe And Service To God Our Lord
I Am Pagan
Heathene and Sinner You Are, May the Lord Our God Find Forgivenesse For You, Repent Nowe!
Musingse
It Is A Wonderfulle Daye Heere In 770 AD, At My Monastaireye. Todaye I Tooke My Monthley Bathe, Wherein I Dousede Myselfe In Water. Furtheremore, Todaye I Saw Withe Mine Eyes A Cat, Possessing The Most Strange and Odde Countenance. I Returne Nowe To My Work Fore God, Our Lord!
Verily!
I Poaste To Youe, My Bretherane, From The Monastaireye of Goode Saint Cutheberte, in Faire and Beautiyfulle Northumbria. Myselfe, I Am A Monk In Saide Monastaireye, Dutyifullye Serving Our Lord God.