Life imitates art, and I am being sucked into the mysterious and cabalistic world of Foucault's Pendulum, just as the narrator is. I am entranced by suggestions such that Jesus may, in fact, have been married to Mary Magdalene, and the Holy Grail is nothing other than her womb, carrying the son of the Messiah. In fact, there is a school of thought that believes the wedding at Cana (where Jesus turned the water into wine) was actually that of Jesus himself. There are various reasons for this, but I think I might turn this into a mini-essay and put it up on the site somewhere. The world of mysteries is immense and all-encompassing.

And remember: The Templars have something to do with everything.