Thursday 31st December 2009. S.Silvestro. Morning. Vision. Millions of glasses in the darkness. Inside pours Light. The meaning is clear:
Thanks to the prophet’s Message
And the power of the Spirit
Millions of men will meet the Christ
Because the Church will come out from the Reactionary glaciation
The carthusian in prayer is reached and radiated by an idea that dissipated doubts and perplexities temporal self-deceits about his death:
2009
Will be your last year of life.
2010
Will be made of few months.
It cannot be considered a year.
But the carthusian in the last resort,
Trusts to the dearest God’s Will
Lady of his life
He feels Suárez Francisco’s words (1548-1617), father of modern scientific Mariology:
Nunca hubiera creído
que fuera tan dulce
el morir
never had I believed
that dying could be so sweet
From Stanislao Kostka to Francisco Suárez dying sweetly is a much exquisite grace of Her who died (died?) in the arms of the Son.
The demons hang on him for the first time
Shoe pedlar
That is you reason by your feet, you talk nonsense.
The demons either elate or depress. They are never coherent. They expose the carthusian to total low regard and pride.
Shit
Stupid
Mad
Good
Saint
Several times the carthusian, despite the good done, better because of the good done, felt like shit. Literally. It obviously was an induced feeling. The carthusian had learned to distinguish the claws in his psyche.
The carthusian surprisingly found out that one, only one soul is a much desirable territory of the demons.
While I write it, the demons retort
It is not true
Complain:
Too much light
They feel naked.
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