Wednesday 1st July 2009

Jesus let him understand that conscious Bilocation was connected to the loving gift of his travelling liberty.

 

Yes, Jesus, makes me a dynamic instrument  with the souls, after asking me the possibility, most vital for me, of walking. I feel almost im-movable. Confined, usually at home or in the car for a while. Only at this price, movable in this world to do good. “…Jesus of Nazareth, who  passed supporting…”: At 10,38

 

The Carthusian renewed his yes to Jesus, leaving out his vital needs. Configured in the Im-movable Act, at the Act paralyzed and crucified.

 

The Carthusian will always be grateful to his dead maternal uncle, Graziano, who after his father death, helped his family. Master mariner, sometimes elegant writer, always poet.

 

Satan, in his dream, through a priest of his diocese, with a blameworthy privacy, exhorted him to humbleness. Meant as putting out any spiritual and charismatic desire.

 

The torch had to repress it lightning power, glimmer, instead of shining. It had to taste of ash, not of Life.

 

The Carthusian’s life orbits the bed, inside. The prophecy of Armando Ricca of the November 1979 realises with an amazing punctuality, centred on the bed.

Bed-cross (prophecy of Armando Ricca, Strasburg 1982)

Bed-pallet (self-animation of baby Jesus, solemnity of Trinity, Monopoli 2009)

 

In the solemnity of Trinity (Sunday 7th June 2009) baby Jesus tripped along for happiness, mainly because His prophet became totally available to Him, even physically. The two prophecies of M.Q about the Desert were realising:

a) Wednesday 16th November 1977

 

…Walk in the desert

Contemplate in the huge space

The bloody print

That God left to you…

 

b) Friday 15th August 1980

 

You will travel anywhere,

In the desert, crucified

 

This last prophecy does not refer to the presence on the web, but to the “astral” pilgrimage.

Desert = cross = stigmata = bed-pallet = bed

“Walk”, “You will travel” = bilocation

 

In the “desert”, that is in the domestic solitude, on his bed or nearby, you will travel anywhere. “Anywhere” that is without any special limits. Mainly without any qualitative boundaries. Versus every man and human condition. Incarnating that lucano Jesus, who went around doing good.

 

His forehead, crosses and holes by now, rubbed by the towel, made him moan.

 

Baby Jesus filled him with tenderness towards any human being, sentient existing.

 

Our Lady of Assumption gave him the grace of dying without any suffering. Like Her.

The Carthusian died naturally and with levity, talking about the Beloved One.

 

Who had received the grace of suffering the Passion for a long time, will die in a while, like Mary.

Living the Cross in his life, living the Assumption in his death.

 

The Carthusian opens the case of his Graces to the world.

 

Reading these lines, pray mainly if you are searching for the Light. His Embrace comes before the prayer and the faith.

 

The Light is golden for Hope. Like a field of gold.

 

Wayfarers of life, stop in the shadow of the prophet of Christ and you will drink the Sun.

 

You will be blessed and become blessing yourselves.

 

The fire of prophecy will become the kiss of Fire.

 

Everything will be cleansed. Everything will be simplified. Every forehead will be smoothed. Every face will turn to the Face.

 

The forehead had some crosses, over an equilateral triangle, with the vertex up, symbol of the rock (where the cross of Christ was stuck) but mainly symbol of the Trinity, that on the cross, through the Word, has offered itself to the men, turning over the vertical ascension relationship typical of the Holy One. Mainly disturbing, up to blood and scream, the Olympic stoic supreme serenity of the Holy One.

 

A clear circle was forming on his forehead (crown of thorns) with a huge cross in the middle.

On the left and right lobe two visible crosses (for a careful observer) with two basic equilateral triangles. The staurologic drawing was imaginatively perfect.

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