The carthusian’s crasis was fantastic, divine: on one hand the dogmatic traditionalism, on the other the most modern ethic openness (strongly and passionately argued).
The Knight treated Veronica as a silly goose: she has been deceived. With the good television manners of the damsel of a Vespasian cohort.
Never before, like in this human case, had Berlusca got naked.
Thanks to the reactionary Ratzinger, the Council has become Reaction.
L’Aquila. Since last November 2008 L’Aquila has been shaking. Over the past 4 months nobody has done anything. Now the usual political looting, the Knight leading.
Benedetto XVI goes to bed with Orthodoxy, wakes up with Orthodoxy, celebrates Orthodoxy, has breakfast with Orthodoxy, has lunch and dinner with Orthodoxy, shits Orthodoxy.
The visions and the visits left him deeply unsatisfied. He simply longed for the Absolute Trinity, for the perfect identity, the most interpersonal Communion, the eschatological world, its exultation of life, its burning facts, its most human humanity, its most divine divinity, its metaphysical earth, its physical heaven, its paradoxical Synthesis, its synthetic Duality, its endless foundations, its most formal and informal Beauty, the unconceivable Light, the Holiness of the Saint with no rites or temples, confessions and provinces of the spirit, the Triune Love, Lover Beloved Lover again.
Eschatological thoughts, scribbled on a cartouche, in the burning sun, next to Ostuni.
A young boy, now adult, just for curiosity had sucked the organ of an effeminate old man. since then his vision had become absolutely “organic”. Everywhere, even during the day, while driving, he only saw d…
Oncoming death made him happy: it tasted of wedding.
From the sea of death a radiant moon rises of the divine lovers.
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