Ronnie Vehorn - The Traveling Writer
J. Ronald Vehorn
aka Ronnie, Road Monk, The Traveling Writer, Weaver of Words, Peachey T. Carnahan, Kwaza
Born January 01, 1947; Spartanburg, South Carolina
Currently resides at 50 Cedar Top Lane, Columbia SC 29212. Formerly resident in South Africa, 1988 - 2015.
Clemson Universtiy, '69, History and Poetry
Erskine Theological Seminary, '72, Master of Divinity
The School of the Road, enrolled
S.o.A.R.D., Founder of the School of Average Radical Discipleship, South Africa
aka Ronnie, Road Monk, The Traveling Writer, Weaver of Words, Peachey T. Carnahan, Kwaza
Born January 01, 1947; Spartanburg, South Carolina
Currently resides at 50 Cedar Top Lane, Columbia SC 29212. Formerly resident in South Africa, 1988 - 2015.
Clemson Universtiy, '69, History and Poetry
Erskine Theological Seminary, '72, Master of Divinity
The School of the Road, enrolled
S.o.A.R.D., Founder of the School of Average Radical Discipleship, South Africa
Creed of the Traveling Writer
I believe
in the right to bear pens,
In the necessity by choice of honesty
As the path to deep friendship.
I believe in one pen under God,
Guided and guiding ,
Irrepressible
With freedom and autonomy for All.
I believe in the continuity of wisdom,
Unchanged and unchangeable
From a time when men were men
And monks were waterfowlers!
I hold this truth to be self-evident
That all men and women
In all nations and in all seasons
Have an existential mandate
To leave a legacy of stories
To young minds that need to see
What was encountered and found true
On the Safari of the Spirit!
I believe the Road is more akin to our nature
Than the Castle.
I believe that language is the surest sign
Of the state of a civilization
And without it
The light returns to darkness and void.
I believe in Traveling Writers!
In the necessity by choice of honesty
As the path to deep friendship.
I believe in one pen under God,
Guided and guiding ,
Irrepressible
With freedom and autonomy for All.
I believe in the continuity of wisdom,
Unchanged and unchangeable
From a time when men were men
And monks were waterfowlers!
I hold this truth to be self-evident
That all men and women
In all nations and in all seasons
Have an existential mandate
To leave a legacy of stories
To young minds that need to see
What was encountered and found true
On the Safari of the Spirit!
I believe the Road is more akin to our nature
Than the Castle.
I believe that language is the surest sign
Of the state of a civilization
And without it
The light returns to darkness and void.
I believe in Traveling Writers!
