A Pebble on the Beach

It has been said that the quote “Rebellion to tyrants is obedience to God” should be attributed to the man named as me; whose signature was foremost on the death warrant of King Charles 1st of England. After my burial with full honours in Westminster abbey, where there is a memorial in a corner to my friend and relation John Milton: the passage of that curious and seemingly indefatigable anomaly called time, caused circumstances to change. My use of the word anomaly to describe time, is for reasons mysterious; sometimes it seems to run, and at other times crawls along, and though we are told it is impossible, there is the line “time seemed to stand still.” When sufficient of this strange phenomenon had elapsed; after my completed journey as mind and body in this earthly realm, Charles Stuart the younger was brought back; as the second king of that name, my corpse was dug up in attempt to satiate a perverse desire for revenge, and the unfolding of process that ensued was the barbarous mistreatment of my corpse, which they hung on a gibbet at Tyburn. But some present who were not identified with the savagery, snatched at the small bones of my fingers, and as relics; took them to Jamaica, where they commemorated me at Gun Hill. There stood a cannon in this place, with an inscription of my name engraved after the line “near this gun lies the dust of” and continues with the lines; “Who fairly and openly adjudged Charles Stuart, Tyrant of England to a public and exemplary death. Pass not on till thou has blessed his memory, and never, never forget that rebellion against tyrants is obedience to God.”

It came to my attention, by way of a force sent through an exercise for the deceased, and in a poem called ‘A Scapeshifter’ that another King of England by the name of Charles became the third of that name to be monarch of these islands of Britain, though he is not a Stuart it seems. His mother had reined long; longer even that the 45 year monarchy of the predecsesor of the father of Charles 1st; the first Elizabeth to be queen of England, the daughter of monastery masher Henry VIII. Elizabeth II was the queen of England for 70 years. Her eldest son King Charles was past his 70th year when crowned at his coronation. It came to my attention that line 68 of ‘A Scapeshifter’ says “wisdom is proven through all of her children,” a line well known to me, and followed by a line after in the poem, synonymous with Lord High Chancellor of England during James 1st (father of Charles 1st) reign. Well it is with anticipation that one awaits the psychosomatic package of Charles III of Great Britain to see how it will eventually weigh in the balance. For as a ghost, any seeming imputation from me, pertaining to the infantile thirst for revenge of those who felt wronged all that time ago must learn from me that revenge is as a water carrying vessel with holes punched in it. It cannot be filled and moved to where there is the claim of need. Know also this; that what is done with mind and body in the time spent on earth is of the up most importance. A life is lived and as a body ages the time seems to pass ever more swiftly until mind and body reach journeys end. And where is the journeys end? the answer to this is in the same poem at line 313; “travel in hope better than to arrive.” When mind and body have reached the end of their short time on planet earth there is a fixed psychosomatic package of information, which begs the question of the origin of the idiom; “was it worth the candle.”