Sunday, July 17, 2016
Demonic Infestation
"Demonic Infestation"
All the hate; moreover, certain ax-wielding leprechauns and their greed proclaiming: "It's my gold ya suckers--all mine!" Christ, with the Sermon on the Mount, offering the Beatitudes, further knowing: "He who is first shall be last; he who is last shall be first." And as for the controlled, as the New Living Translation wends: "I tell you the truth, they have received all the reward they will ever get."
Are we lost unto hypnosis by Darwin confusing anthropology with demonology? The unseen, so sophisticated in their shape-shifting glamour? You will die. You will meet the Maker. And many NDE (Near Death Experiences) speak of blackness pulling the spirit away from the brilliant, platinum light of Love. All things have an infinite number of possibilities, possibly.
Such as the blind Milton, though putting down the fools for Christ (Franciscans), he mentioned the Adder being the inventor of gunpowder. Live by the sword; next, die by the sword, as Christ explained.
Why protest without charity? Why hunger after an Earth filled with Saint Michael's toss of demons? To seek God is to seek peace, and freedom, off the leash, but never far from your master, as goes the righteous Golden Retriever, so innately obedient, yet keen to cruel things.
The Lord's Prayer says: "On Earth as it is in Heaven." Possibly, a mirror image of sorts, a galactic battle now; specifically, as Luna reflects the daystar, we are reflecting the Heavens--possibly another riot in the Celestial Realms.
Keep Christ's Sacred Heart in your heart, lay low, don't be tempted by a hot chick in a mini skirt while married, and why does she dress like that anyway? Regardless, safeguard yourself with love and a humble habitat away from the monopoly of demonic control. We will all know. The veil shall be lifted. Stupefaction for myriads, and solace for others. Buy silver, get a crossbow, live in the country, though near a hospital, be prepared, and live a life of charity and never neglect the sick, selfishly praying for their swift deaths.
Dominus vobiscum, Et cum spiritu tuo.