Prophecy Fragment #7 – Unfinished poetry

Christians appear on the urban street
Preaching a Gospel to the heathen
Attempting to save us; quite the feat
A message for a privileged elite
I gaze with delight on their mission

I muse to myself; what do they want?
To save me from those infernal flames?
To lead me to that holiest font,
Where love, life overflow as they ought?
But I know the real truth of their games.

More about them; it’s not about me
If they could only score one convert-
How reassuring this is, you see?
And rubbing their hands, laughing with glee
They come and with me, attempt to flirt.

But I won’t have it, no not today
For I know truth; the essence of joy
Whilst they walk in darkness; lost, astray
I only want to show them the way
Their illusions I try to destroy

They ask, “To be saved, what must you do?”
I shake my head. They have no idea.
“It’s really quite simple: God loves you
And not just you, but your family too!”
As usual, love is conquered by fear.

“They don’t believe!”, they loudly protest
“They must be damned and destined for Hell”
“I’m not so sure”, I joke and I jest
“Of all Gods, is that really the best?
There is another, please let me tell.”

The God who is mighty, loving, good
The God who will not abandon us
He who is worthy, worship we should
He who could save us all if we would
And predestined it is to be thus.

For I only want to share my joy
And I do not want to convert you
My evangelism knows no ploy
My faith I treat as more than a toy
Blessed bliss is all I need to woo

And one day I know you’ll understand
That all will be won by hope and love
Secured by Christ, the perfect man
And so we fight with all that we can
And strive, flying to heaven above

Because none will remain in the grave
And Hell and Hades will be empty
And with broken chains, no longer slaves
From sin, death and Satan we are saved
Essence of the Gospel victory

Rejoice, sinner, your end is secure
For this is the core of God’s promise
He can’t fail and we all will be pure
All will be saved: not one soul fewer
Everyone will exit the darkness

Prophecy Fragment #6 – The Joy of the Gospel

On the 21st day of the 10th month of the 2018th year since the incarnation of God, the word of the lord came to me:

To live the ascetical life without knowing the joy of the Gospel is simply self-mutilation.
To seek Martyrdom without knowing the joy of the Gospel is suicide.
To depend on the sacraments without knowing the joy of the Gospel is Pharisaism.
To study scripture without knowing the joy of the Gospel is Gnosticism.
To perform good works without knowing the joy of the Gospel is Pelagianism.
To trust in religion without knowing the joy of the Gospel is to be enslaved to the demonic powers.

And what is the Gospel?
It is a simple promise.
And what is being promised?
That once all is said and done,
at the end of the ages of ages,
after an everlasting infinity,
beyond the end of eternity;
There lies happiness, love, bliss,
And not a trace of evil remains.
There will be no more tears, no more pain, no more suffering,
No more death, no more tragedy, no more sickness,
No more temptations, no more demons, no more Hell.

The promise is that our final future is entirely glorious,
And that the entire creation is swept up in an infallible movement towards that last moment.
The Gospel promise is that Christ has conquered Hell, death and Satan himself;
He promises you life to the full in the eschaton;
He promises that he will not fail to save us;
He promises that we will not ultimately fail in our strivings towards him;
He promises that the painful struggles of our epektasis will ultimately conclude in a wonderful and glorious apokatastasis;
He promises us that we are safe in his arms and need not fear anything;
He promises all of us salvation.

Know this Gospel with your head and place your trust in it with your heart,
And suddenly Asceticism, Martyrdom, the sacramental life, the study of scripture, works of charity and devotion to your faith;
All these things are transformed into a sure, straight, secure, direct path to God and salvation.

Know the beautiful promise with your head and place your trust in it with your heart,
And suddenly you find heaven exploding forth into your life right now;
You are flooded with the kingdom, immersed in the overflowing compassion and love that is God himself.
You become the light on the hill, and those who continue to walk in darkness flock to you,
These lost ones seek your guidance and beg for you to share your invincible joy.

Experience the joy of the Gospel, and the distinction between you and your creator will seem to dissolve,
As you are absorbed into the divine mystery of the simple unity as an infinite plurality relating through itself to itself within itself.
All things will seem to melt into one,
As you plunge into the ocean of love,
And are drawn up into blissful cosmic communion,
Driven towards infinite peaks of ecstatic delights,
Swooning to the overtures of the hidden romance that pumps the blood through your veins;
The inexhaustible beauty that breathes the spirit of life into our souls.

Prophecy Fragment #5 – Miscellaneous Scraps

To be perfect in compassion implies that the saint will experience the sufferings of the damned. And so Heaven becomes more painful than Hell. The true saint descends from the Elysian garden and dwells among us, in order to rescue us from the darkness. How can you call it love to bask in glory while your family burns in Hades? How can you call it charity to witness your children roasting in the depths of Tartarus and rejoice at the justice of their agonies? The true saint will descend into hell and deliver salvation to those who most need it.

It simply will not do to invoke “freedom” as the explanation for an eternally populated hell. To choose to thrust your face into an inferno and hold it there despite the infinite pain is an act of slavery to sin and bondage to insanity, not an movement of dignified freedom. The only truly free choice we can make is the choice to accept God; but a stance of rejection never flows from freedom.

Do not call God just, for his justice is not manifest in the things concerning you. Retribution has nothing whatsoever to do with justice; only compassion demonstrates true justice. God does not punish sin, he redeems it. God does not punish sinners, he heals them. God does not damn us, he saves us.

I desire nothing more than to drench the world with compassion. I would send each and every soul a million roses and sing their praises and virtues unto the ages of ages. But the world is not ready for that… The divine love is a consuming fire; it torments and it unsettles; in it’s raw beauty it is blinding; in it’s relentless pursuit it renders us uncomfortable. To truly love God and have him love you back is to be refined in an inferno of intimacy. He promises “I love you, and I will save you”, but we misunderstand these sacred whisperings and run headlong into the outer darkness, full of shame, confusedly rejecting the very source of our life and ground of our being.

True acts of compassion will be unsettling for all involved, but surrender to a certain faith and you will feel pain without suffering, love without longing. Send roses to the king and queen of the cosmos, for you can be sure that they will understand the truth of the matter, and in return they will shower you with glowing embers of divine grace, drawing you up into eternal salvation.

To love and demand to be loved in return is not truly love at all; To love while expecting only persecution and rejection is invincibility; To love with the certainty that ultimately all will be well is heavenly bliss.

“Looking for love” is just “missing the point”. The only place you will successfully find love is deep within your inner self; not “somewhere out there” with all those tantalising, unattainable men and women. Faithfully tap into that inner, immanent divinity, and a flood of compassion and kindness will radiate out into the world, drawing all people towards the beautiful light of a sinless soul.

The Tao that can’t be told; the one who will be whom he will be; speaks through the heart well before he speaks through scripture. Attend to your heart, trust the self behind your self, the divinity transcending all divinities. Blessed are the certain, for they will experience invincible joy.

Prophecy Fragment #4 – Impassible Infatuation

On the 16th day of the 10th month of the 2018th year since the incarnation of our lord, the word of the lord came to me:

To be intensely infatuated without expecting requite;
To lavish praise without demanding any response;
To unleash showers of affection without requiring anything whatsoever in return;
This is what it is to love with the love of God.

How sweet it is to love with the divine love!
How elated is the soul that unites itself to the divine compassion!
What sublime bliss it is to love expecting nothing in return!
Into what infinite depths of compassion does the sanctified soul plunge!
For these impassible affections know no rebuke, endure all rejection, and overcome all apathy.

And always there is the invitation extended towards the cosmos:
“I am deeply, madly in love with you… will you take my hand and dance this dance of perfect agape with me? Will you return my affections?”

With this invitation, the saint’s heart opens outward:
Rejection cannot harm him;
Hatred cannot affect him;
Nothing can reduce his salvific love.

This invitation will never be withdrawn, and he is willing to wait forever if he has to.
But why wait? Is not now the only moment that matters? Why not return the love now?

For the only meaningful response to this startling invitation is acceptance:
To fall into his arms and let him carry you up into the infinite heavenly spheres;
To let him sweep you off your feet in the divine embrace that sets our souls aflame with joy, bliss, love;
To run out of the darkness and towards the warm light of the only one who can calm the storm of our turbulent hearts.

The Lover Loving the Loved; this is the trinitarian mystery of God.
Unleash this mystery in your life right now;
Love the other with selfless abandon;
And melt into the invincible, omniscient, omnipotent, omnipresent divinity;
Merge with the ineffable murmurings that lie infinitely beyond the everlasting ages of ages.

Truth, Goodness and Beauty are your destiny.
God himself, the perfect lover.
So search deep within your innermost self
For when you find true love you will never fear for the future ever again.
Darkness will have no claim on you.
Death will have no hold over you.
Hell will not be able to contain you.
For you will be the lover, the loving and the loved.
Blissfully waltzing to the simple symphony of compassion and eternity.