Greetings, and welcome to today’s Author News 11 May 2021

“The Romans crucified me in my past life!” 

He seriously said that to me! I almost went backwards out of the Church.

“It’s as if it’s me who hangs there. Immediately I feel it’s as the Romans crucified me in the past life,” he finishes, eyeing at me as he’s in massive pain.

I was shocked! However, I can’t forget this ludicrous experience, and I find it ridiculous and hypocritical. Then it’s as if he wants me to feel his alleged pain—as if he wants to convince me he is more ‘holy’ than he is. 

Afterwards, this makes me lose the last part of my faith in Christ. 

The dude has a severe GOD COMPLEX!!!

Soon pops up a new-fangled idea in his mind. Croatia! I have a major weakness. Shit! I’m too impulsive. The future is now; I muse. 

However, insight and awareness of the future should become an inspiring and innovative force in my life—dramatically expanding my horizons through travel to distant destinations or exotic lands. Eventually, progress in my career depends on my ability to think in brand-new trajectories. Eventually, it may again be the time be for exciting innovative opportunities. Also, I have a great desire to expand my consciousness and furthermore seek more boundaries with him.

Enjoy the beautiful video about the mesmerising country of Montenegro. “Mountains are calling and…”

Stunning and rugged black mountains
Stunning and rugged black mountains

First, we spend one week in Dubrovnik, Croatia, in Southeast Europe. It’s a part of the former Yugoslavia, and stunningly it raises its tall peaks along its borders with Serbia, Bosnia and Herzegovina. Also, with Montenegro and Hungary, where it comprise, the most stunning and rugged black mountains terrain in Europe.

We drive from Dubrovnik Airport, whereafter; we arrive at a stunning spot tucked away in beauty, close to the Montenegrin border at the coastline on the waterfront of the Adriatic Sea. The first days we stay in a small mesmerising tiny village, before we’re moving on to our next destination.


We had one weeks’ vacation in Montenegro, where we furthermore stayed for a week at a lush small boutique five-star hotel.

An authentic Mediterranean hideout and the heaven of serenity. Besides, from this place, Tom Cruise also had his gourmet food comprising a seafood feast—delivered from this gorgeous place to his luxury yacht, Lady S., during his visit to Montenegro. The food is that good!

However, it is a perfect retreat of choice for us. Moreover, it’s a true escapism, accentuated with comfort and luxury, intertwining a sense of privacy and friendly, openhearted atmosphere in this great family-owned unique site.

We stroll along the seafront promenade to Kotor, a fortified town close by, as Kotor is characterised by winding streets and squares in the medieval old town. Here we; not to mention find The Roman Catholic Cathedral of Saint Tryphon from 1166 in a small square of Kotor old town.

It’s a masterpiece of stunning Romanesque architecture. For example, its slender Corinthian columns alternate with pillars of pink stone to support a series of vaulted roofs. As well as in the arches are remains of beautiful Byzantine-style frescoes.

Not only that, there is a stunning gilded silver bas-relief altar screen where Montenegro consider it as Kotor’s most valuable treasure.


That specific day, I have a peculiar religious experience with my lover, while strolling inside the church. To begin with, mystically and strangely, he stops up. Then I gaze at him in surprise, as I’m wondering what is wrong.

‘What are you doing, darling?’ I ask, then watching him closely.

‘Ohhh…’ He pauses. ‘First, I’m musing about the cross with Jesus.’ He pauses and then brings his right hand up and next nuzzles his chin. To begin with, he tilts his head slightly, observing as if he’s questioning something. Second, he tilts his head to one side, then next to the other side. Afterwards, he walks closer to the cross to study it, as he’s weirdly staring at Jesus. Last, he’s closely investigating Jesus’s hands and feet.

‘What are you thinking of?’ I thereafter ask, next gawking at him more curiously and furthermore ask; ‘Is there anything wrong?’

‘Hmm… that’s weird,’ he immediately says, next pausing before he on top of that shockingly adds, ‘Oh … Right now, I just feel the pain Jesus went through, when the Romans nailed him to the cross.’

‘Huh? Come on. That’s blasphemy! Where has that come from?’ I immediately and dumbfounded answer.

‘Yea, what is more, baby; I also sense the pain through my hands and feet right now. It hurts and I can’t make the pain go away.’ He in addition ads.

Instantly, I panic. ‘Are you having a heart attack? Trying to calm myself, asking directly. ‘Besides, why are you hurt?’ At first, I’m sure I didn’t hear him correctly. ‘Is this a joke?’ I finally ask.

‘No … No … It’s as if it’s me who hangs there.’ as he’s pointing at the cross with the nailed Jesus, adding further. ‘As the Romans crucified me in the past life,’ he then conclude, and next eyeing at me as he’s in massive pain.

‘What? Eyh… doh … Frankly…,’ I say awed, ‘anyway let’s move on!’

Heedless, he keeps gazing at the cross. In the meantime, I continue exploring the church, being fascinated in the many stunning frescos, no longer taking notice of his weird blasphemy.

After a while, I go back to the laughable fake Jesus, and to my grand surprise, like a shot Drake reaches out to me. ‘Try touching inside my hands,’ he almost cries in front off me and coming next; ‘Don’t you notice I have got underlying scars inside my palms?’ 

‘Ohhh… What now?’ Then I grab his warm hands in mine. Ulteriorly, viewing at his hands then palpate his soft palms. ‘I notice nothing!’ While I additionally push calmly inside his palms and next on the back of his hand.

‘Aw… Aw,’ he simultaneously whines. ‘There, Babe—exactly where you press! He moans louder and continues. ‘It’s where the Romans fastened the spikes into my hand.

‘Come on darling? What nonsense is that?’

‘Can’t you massage it a little?’ as a little man-child he begs. ‘Then the pain will go away?’ He stops.

Take a brake and enjoy the beautiful video from the BAY OF KOTOR

Beautiful November in the Bay – Bay of Kotor

Undoubtedly, he was playing his Jesus card! Yikes! Next he mimics as he wants to cry, while I in the meantime massage his hands lightly with my fingers. Primarily, I only wish his illusory pain will disappear—not because I believe a damn bit of his so-called ‘Jesus pain’. Having said that, I enjoy rubbing his lovely warm hands. And meanwhile I also ponder; does he also want me to massage and kiss his feet as well?

Whatsoever, I can’t forget this ludicrous experience, and moreover, I also find his profanity ridiculous and hypocritical too. In addition, it’s as if he wants me to feel his alleged pain—as if he also wants to convince me he is more ‘holy’ than he is.

In conclusion, it makes me lose the last part of my faith in Christ.

Excerpt from:
M. L. Stark. “Burning Desire Fades

On our last day, we drive to Perast, an old town, only a few kilometres northwest on the Bay of Kotor, with such a picturesque gratification for the soul.

In contrast to many countries I’ve visited, Montenegro is one of the most out-of-the-world unique countries I ever have seen. Exceptionally, with its dramatic natural contrasts and colourful rains, including the coast bursting with stunning scenery, mirrored in the crystal-clear waters of the Adriatic Sea. Along the stone and pebble coastline, also pops up some stunning picturesque islands in the horizon—eventually perfect for serenity or romance, with the beloved in your hands. Inclusive of, it gives you the impression of being at the edge of the world too.

Afterwards, while being in Perast, we then enjoy our coffee break following a lovely dinner subsequently at a romantic restaurant. There, we enjoy our last day while watching the sight of the Islets of St. George and Our Lady of the Rocks, enjoying the mesmerising flaming Sun sets behind the massive mountains of Montenegro.

Enjoy the beautiful video from the mesmerising country of Montenegro droned 2020.

Author: M. L. Stark

I am M. L. Stark, and within the pages of "HUGGER MUGGER: The Con Man Smile" and "MAZE AFLAME: Flimflam Man," I pour out the fiery essence of my very soul. These books are not just ink on paper; they are the embodiment of my triumph over the darkest shadows of my past. Through the flickering flames of adversity, I have risen, crafting tales that echo the resilient beat of my heart. Every word penned is a testament to the strength I discovered within myself, a testament to the resilience of the human spirit. I have dared to bare my scars, to expose the rawness of my wounds, for I know that in sharing my journey, I offer hope to those who may tread a similar path. And as I close each chapter, I am reminded of the immortal words of Bob Marley: "The biggest coward is a man who awakens a woman’s love without the intention of loving her." These words resonate within me, fueling my passion to shine a light on the darkness, to empower those who have been wronged, and to stand as a beacon of love and resilience in a world that too often seeks to extinguish the flames of hope. You can follow me on Facebook or Twitter.

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