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The House On Marble Hill, the book which is now within your hands, was not written for the faint of heart nor of mind. For it goes where despair reigns triumphant in its most diabolical realities. I am taking this opportunity to warn you. It is strictly a story for an adult audience and is purely purgatorial and hellish in nature. I can not stress this last point too strongly. For I composed this book with the sole purpose of taking the reader through the most despairing tunnels of darkness, with the sole intent of edifying the minds of all who read this terrible tale, so that by being exposed to the horrors within it, all of us may cultivate a healthy, deep and filial fear of our Creator and Redeemer, Who gave His life to us and for our sake, upon a dry and bitter, thorny cross, in an acrobatic act of love, so incomprehensible that it defies understanding, so that we all may partake in seeing Him face to face in our Father’s House, and to give God our all, which is His rightful due. And in spite of our sinful selves, by His most merciful grace we may freely cooperate in His providential wisdom and will, and not be counted among the selfish, the slothful and the wicked, but to find our eternal salvation by obeying the most wise and good councils of The Gate of Heaven - Mary Most Holy, the blessed and beloved mother of her Divine Son Jesus Christ, and share in His unending glory. But take care… For there is another possible destiny…. The breezes which sail in The House On Marble Hill are cold and moan like ghostly schooners down unforgiving hallways. The castellated partitions are tainted with the diabolic prince of this world, and the moon never does rise over a graveyard which cries near that house without first cryptically cursing the whole of that loathsome edifice beneath its ancient route. Needless to say this novel is not meant for the eyes and minds of children. This book concludes with my last public poetic contribution to the world: “Songs of a Troubadour and Other New Poems.”