Demons, among men, are very good at presenting regional issues and values as if they were absolute. They are giants in the phantasmic giantism of proportions.
With the babies and the young, today and tomorrow, Satan shows and will show more and more its seductive power.
The overwhelming charm of Evil: here it is the incontrovertible spy of the end.
When the evil draw from the depth, it will be submerged by the Divine.
The mystical crowning of thorns in the Carthusian corresponded with an overflowing involvement in the Wisdom. And mainly with a special fusional breath, almost physical, with the God dying.
The Carthusian burnt in the burning bush of the cross and the Crucified. He almost touched the almost sensibility of God.
While he is writing about it, his riddled forehead burns.
Eros will non have barriers anymore. It will overflow everywhere, and multitudes will shipwreck among its wires. Not the smoke of Satan, but its erotic fire will invade the church, under mystic colours.
The Carthusian, from the terrace of the prophecy towards the plain of history and human people, cries: God is not run through anymore but crapped and ejected by intelligences and hearts.
His cry is covered by the thunder of a river of faces with no face. Only the tears of the coming Messiah…only the tears…the dying Carthusian stammers.
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