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Hi Dis-Ease ,I found your writing while browsing your port. Hopefully, this review will find you in good spirit.

On Title/Subject
A very good title On my father's bones, A confession. The sub-line clarifies the content. I was very intrigued by the title and dived in the story.

General impressions
Wow, what a great read. It is extremely well written, has great suspense and is food for a movie. I could envision the whole story through your words.

* Very clever, the emails! That way you can interpret the findings of son Jung without doing so in a traditional setup, which would have been more difficult and less thrilling. Enormous suspense is build.
* Wow, what an intriguing find: those bones with ancient Chinese scripts. I can picture it all due to a delightful description.
*one typo: they'd heat up a knife or (a or) metal spike.
*Where you lost me as a reader: For all I have been all. For I have been all. For all I have been.
*Beautiful, almost prose poemy like letter from the priest. What a great world building, what extremely powerful words. How about making him the main character in your next chapters?
*I have flashbacks of Umberto Eco's Foucault's Pendulum, and the thrillers of Dan Brown, the DaVinci code etc. This is a thriller, it is an awesome start.

Favorite Parts
And so we overcame time. Knowledge could not only be transmitted from the past to the present, but from the present to the future. On the razor sharp blades of our knives rested the fulcrum of the present. We priests became masters of time, and its servants, and through this, and to preserve it, we had to trick ourselves into being outside of time: we had to believe we spoke in the words of our ancestors. Not just the words of our ancestors, but in the words of our ancestors. Traces. Ciphers. We had to be at once in the present and in the past. We had to pretend to be wholly in the present while delivering holy words from the past. We became ciphers—a means of delivering a message that simultaneously concealed its meaning. For the kings would not have believed a straight message had any import. For the prophetic scripts to be believed, to be accepted, to be taken into the body politic, they had to have some degree of ambiguity, some room for interpretation, for misunderstanding and miscommunication, else the king would've rejected them.

Great world building, with visions of past era's and philosophy.

Final thoughts
All in all a wonderfully thoughtful, provocative and enchanting story. I would love to read the whole story when it's finished. I hope you will write on with this one. But treat this as a thriller, please, maybe that will provoke your Muse. Thank you for sharing.

Keep up the good work, enjoy writing!

WakeUpAndLive