Monday 18th February 2008

Satan did not take the initiative with the Carthusian. It was forced by God to reveal, almost get naked.
Such a repulsive thing for it. The divine order is obeyed by “swearing”.

Satan is a dog, which hates its owner.

Satan does not tolerate men to know about it and its underworld.

Losing the fear of God as a judge is one of the supreme victories of Satan.

A lot of people find themselves in the nameless sphere of absolute evil after dying, in the impersonal darkness, in the land of non sense, in the silent noise, in the faceless horror. We hug ourselves but we embrace nothing. We hug each other but we obtain hate. Everywhere satanic structures, everywhere unessential things, everywhere atrophic “I”s.

While the Carthusian is writing about it he knows he will pay dearly for it.

Violating the great silence is death. Psychophysical. Which does not become physical only thanks to the fatherly consideration of God.

There will be troubles for those who, even though have received the grace of faith, don’t let the Spirit lead them through Its paths, often inaccessible, unconventional and un-institutional.
There will be troubles for those who adore their own image and don’t let Christ, mad and mocked, disfeature them.
There will be troubles for the clergymen who have made their career their bitch.
There will be troubles for those who prevent themselves and the others from the evolution of faith in mystical theology, with the excuse of insight and good sense.
There will be troubles for the theologians who know but even knowing don’t say anything, preferring the ecclesiastic honors.
Those will reign over the shadows. Absinth will be their star.
There will be troubles for the popes who don’t want the church evangelization, but love world evangelization. The Word, biting, calls them hypocrites.
The booming word of Satan is for them: come to me, like me and with me, you damned. Their heart of ice will melt only in the pond of fire.
“Jerusalem, Jerusalem…”: Christ’s teardrops mixed with those of His prophet.

I, Christ, here declare that soon the world will know that you are My prophet, the greatest one. But the carthusian teardrops kept shedding.

The biggest hoax in the church market: the Council has shuttered the church. not the Council but its delay.

Christ has said: I’ve come to bring the sword. Prefiguring also His council.

This article is available in Italian too