Beyond Explanation. |
In the year*** The sky continues to burn. The oceans boil. There is no peace. A woman is a rare sight. The people are in hiding. A visionary shouted: "Bring out your rosaries! I shall bless them for you!" Some came up from their basements into the street with their rosaries. A hideous grimace came over the visionary he was grinding his teeth and his eyes had a wild look. The people were set upon by a mob that had followed this visionary. We live like toads: under rocks. The President has asked for courage ... in the race for survival: "We are compelled to survive and preserve our nation, thy goodness and thy terrible justice!" Why does God force us to live in this hell? There was a Mass said for deliverence. Fr. Ducette's sermon was hoarse, water is scarce: "The evil doer is not happy. God makes use of men to test them. If you suffer affliction, recieve them as an act of Grace. The cross is preferable to all things." A man fell contorted on the floor; his eyes full of tears. He turned in hate at the priest: "Does God delight in our suffering?" The man rose up and ran from the service: braying like a sheep. The priest pointed at the man and shouted: "The Devil has marked you! He drives you from us to break you!" How great was our power? How fierce our courage? How passionate our love? All is vanity and man has no advantage over the beast.+ In the year*** ? |