Walter and I stood in line waiting to get into the infamous La Sainte Chapelle, located on Île de la Cité in the heart of Paris. Until the 14th century, this medieval Palais de la Cité was the residence of the Kings of France. This royal chapel is among the highest achievements of Gothic architecture.
I remembered the first time I set foot in this resplendent House of God. It was a late spring day in 1967. The morning light was seeping through the Parisian sky when our six-person entourage had this holy sanctuary to ourselves. We models were posing provocatively for Mario and Aziz (both accomplished professional photographers) for their “Sacred Sex in Sacred Places” photography project. Photographed within the world’s famous houses of worship, this coffee table book was a limited-edition publication of beautiful people in the throes of passion.
Then, I was an eager teenage, ready to learn the tricks of the world from both my Arabian patriarchs (sponsors of this controversial undertaking), and the Italian fashion virtuoso and photographer, Count Mario Conti.
The moment I stepped through La Sainte Chapelle’s threshold, rays of dancing colors exploded before me as if I had entered the celestial realm. Sunlight had illuminated the colossal stain glass windows, flooding this darkened oratory of Passion relics; including Christ’s Crown of Thorns - one of the most important antiquity in medieval Christendom.
A chorus of angels had flown out from the radiant rayonnants blessing our amatory union with unconditional love, while my handsome lover and I posed seductively for the cameras. These seraphs had stirred our eroticism to unbridled ecstasies.
That was the first and certainly not the last of my angelic visions.
It was my beloved ‘hubby’ who ushered me back to reality.
“This place doesn’t look as enticing as you described it in A HAREM BOY’S SAGA - III – DEBAUCHERY,” he expressed disappointingly.
“You must understand, my dear, angelic visions are rare and far between. Neither is now the right time of day nor the correct solitary moment to experience an angelic convergence. This place is filled with tourist, clicking away en masse on their digital cameras. Hardly the appropriate circumstance for God’s messengers to materialize,” I replied insightfully.
As my beloved continued browsing the Passion relics of yore, I added, “For your information, and I quote the American psychologist, James Hillman; ‘It is impossible to see or experience angels unless you first have a notion of them’.”
This and other amusing vignettes are documented in A Harem Boy’s Saga; a memoir by Young (moi – aka Bernard Foong) - (a 5 – 7 book autobiographical series): http://amzn.to/1FMlHVY
Bernard Foong (aka Young)
A HAREM BOY’S SAGA (series) - Film Option Agreement signed with a UK Film production company.
Book I - INITIATION is currently in film pre-production.