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This site contains CWNY’s works from 3/3/12 through 7/31/21, when CWNY ceased writing, as noted by his family in The Minstrel Sleeps. To download a pdf of all posts from this time period, go to About this site. (You may also download individual posts and pages, using a plugin we’ve made available.)
Please note that this site includes all posts from his previously de-platformed blog, which were completely restored as of 6/10/22. Should you wish to view only those restored posts, use the category link: Older posts (pre-April 2019).
For CWNY’s writing from 5/25/06 to 2/25/12, visit his older blog, still available here.
More content on this site is also available on the Remembrances page, which includes his final, albeit unfinished, Christmas story, and To His Readers (4/21/19), which he posted after his return from being deplatformed.
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Category Archives: Halfway-house churches
The Discarded God of a Condemned People
To have once been nothing, and now to be co-heires with the Son of God: That Son of God, who if there had been but one soule to have been saved, would have dyed for that; nay, if all soules … Continue reading
The Sign of Our Salvation
Virtue might be rarer than vice, but it exists, especially in the hearts and souls of our European ancestors. Where the liberals see nothing but evil in our European ancestors, I see a roll of honor, a charity of honor. … Continue reading
Our Hope and Our Faith
I call a commonwealth Regicide, which lays it down as a fixed law of nature, and a fundamental right of man, that all government, not being a democracy, is an usurpation; that all Kings, as such, are usurpers, and for … Continue reading
For God So Loved the World
“Wondrous was the cross of victory.” – The Dream of the Rood __________ Liberalism is from the devil. That is so obvious it seems rather unnecessary to say it, but we must say it over and over again for the … Continue reading
Where Two or Three Are Gathered Together
“No, I suppose that other world must be all a dream.” “There never was such a world,” said the Witch. “No,” said Jill and Scrubb, “never was such a world.” “There never was any world but mine,” said the Witch. … Continue reading
The One Great Mystery
And, behold, there was a man in Jerusalem, whose name was Simeon; and the same man was just and devout, waiting for the consolation of Israel: and the Holy Ghost was upon him. And it was revealed unto him by … Continue reading
The Demons of Europe
And when he was come to the other side into the country of the Gergesenes, there met him two possessed with devils, coming out of the tombs, exceeding fierce, so that no man might pass by that way. And, behold, … Continue reading
Our Faith is Our Destiny
The original purpose of poetry is either religious or historical, or, as most frequently happens, a mixture of both. – Sir Walter Scott ___________________ Prior to the 20th century, the European bards wrote about the trials and travails of a … Continue reading
The Word of Their Testimony
And I heard a loud voice saying in heaven, Now is come salvation, and strength, and the kingdom of our God, and the power of his Christ: for the accuser of our brethren is cast down, which accused them before … Continue reading
Counter-Revolutions Start in the Hearts of Men
Welcome be your sentence–I am weary of your yoke of iron. A light beams on my soul. Woe to those who seek justice in the dark haunts of mystery and of cruelty! She dwells in the broad blaze of the … Continue reading