Thursday 21st January 2010. Night. The demons croon:
It is very dark.
He is very impure…
she has betrayed her boy
Touted, touted, touted…
“He is very impure…” referring to a famous politician. “She has betrayed her boy. Touted.” Referring to a girl dead some days before in a car accident. Betrayed and touted. But the carthusian is not sure: he mistrusts demons a priori, which only sometimes are forced to tell him the truth.
5,05 am. The carthusian sees her suddenly. He has never met her. Tall, gentle, pitch-dark. She exudes terror and for terror the carthusian moans.
I demoni:
We shout injustice
Injustice, injustice, injustice
Their right to privacy has been violated. The carthusian understands that the demons have told the truth, this time about the girl.
Racket of thousands bats. The usual cerebral roar of a fast scooter. A very noisy night. Peace of the carthusian more powerful than the sound Hell.
Saturday 23rd January. 12,00. They shout:
It’s a fire. It’s a fire. It’s a barrier.
The fire as a barrier. Their freedom of doing bad is blocked. There is a precise perimeter of action. The physical fire is only a symbol. They burn for the desire of occupy and destroy. But they are in an iron fist, prisoners of a superior will. Tortured by their same pleasure of evil. Pyromaniac eternally burnt by the same flames they try to start. They want to tear to pieces but they are torn by themselves. This self-massacre is the real infernal fire. Suppressed monster, this is the demon.
They mock his affection for his nephew
Marcolino here Marcolino there
Marcolino here Marcolino there
Jesus, the same Mercy, towards the demons it is merciless. Pitiless. The carthusian unfortunately for weakness is unable of the same pitiless.
Lord
Fill me of your extraordinary Gifts,
The most stunning and astral. For my brothers.
I am only interested in seeing You forever.
M.Q. in matter of purity to the novice:
Be the sky of Mary, sky of the Trinity.
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