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even a joyful penitent
(Rev of Arès 30/11)
 When
it comes to dream, I am a dreadful rationalist. I am not interested in
the dreams people tell me about and even less in my own dreams. But, in
the night of November 28 to 29,
an exception irrupts! I have a funny dream. There's me in the Vatican
along with some unspecified people. In the anteroom of the
pope's
private oratory a voice tells us, "His holiness is going to
hear your confessions and give you absolution."
From the
back of his oratory the pope — an unspecified one — notices me
clothed in white (probably my tunic)
like him, he identifies me, his gaze turns scornful, looks as
if it means, "That guy's got the nerve to come to my place!"
Now
a blur...and then I can see the unspecidied people that came in along
with me coming out of the papal oratory, one after the other, without a
glance at me—not likely! how to regard a guy that disdained by the
pope!—, with their hand together, somewhat in a daze.
When
I'm the last left in the anteroom, the pope throws open his door to me.
He is no longer a scornful pontiff. Respectful to me and even moved, he
welcomes me with open arms, he tells me, "No fuss... no confession
between us! Only penitence
saves. You sublimely lucky have been sent by God to revive penitence,
the very
simple path to salvation. I unfortunately have been appointed the top
of an organization so
complicated that no one on earth can bring back simplicity in it. You
call on the world to enter upon penitence (Rev of Arès 8/6,
33/13)!"
I say, "We I and my fellow Arès Pilgrims have constantly
done so thirty-six years, but if you want to give us a hand , you'll be
welcome to the assembly!"
He says,
"Gosh! Can I be both a pope and an Arès Pilgrims?"
I reply,
"You
can, indeed! There have been plenty of rascals among us, already, some
bank
executives, magistrates, military guys, cops, politicians,
businessmen... so why shouldn't we receive popes at the assembly? We
all are sinners."
I wake up.
On
December 25, from time immemorial man
has celebrated the rebirth of the light; penitence
— that's just what The
Revelation of Arès calls the inner death of evil and the
inner rebirth of good — by harvesting itself from
penitent man to penitent man will
rekindle the world's original light: perpetual happiness (Rev
of Arès 36/23 xxvi/12); therefore Xmas is the
celebration of penitence!
Penitence has given
me everything. It has given me all a man can't buy or steal or inherit,
that is, my soul,
my salvation, the strength to love
and forgive, peace, intelligence
after my own heart and absolute freedom,
that is, it has made me free from the prejudices
and fears that has kept me from
changing my life (Rev of Arès
30/11) and helping change the world (28/7).
Penitence
has been my guidance about wisdom, freedom, balance, fortitude and
character.
Being a penitent comes
down to loving. All of my life change (Rev of Arès
30/11) follows on from it.
I
love my neighbor — each fellow creature — in the absolute
sense, that is, I do not love him or her from emotion, but from reason
and a sense of duty, from wisdom all in all. Only wisdom unties love,
let it run free,
universalizes it, deifies it. So it is going back to its Beginnings.
So I have to love too much
like the too much loving Father (Rev of Arès 12/7), therefore
love even my enemy and pray to achieve
(31/6) without hate and with moderation (7/6, 25/9,
35/7, 39/3) my defense against my persectors
(Matthew 5/44), because—O penitents'
dilemma—I have to defend myself as well, since I do not have
the power
to resurrect myself
(Rev of Arès 29/5) from social death or bodily death and
I have to last in order to achieve
Good.
Emotion-love may lead me astray, but
wisdom-love (or duty-love) keeps me clear-headed.
But my penitence does even
more. It solves an insolvable contradiction within me.
It
intermixes my human root with the universe's
sacred root, it makes
the genesitic sap rise to my heart and the Creator's image
grow green again
(Genesis
1/27) within me.
I a penitent am the saint of saints
(the holy of holies, Exodus 26/33) of the undestroyable
Temple next to whose outer walls I am molded
(Rev of Arès 1/11-12). The Jerusalem temple was
destroyable and was destroyed. It's of no importance! No cage (Rev
of Arès
xxxvi/3) but the Universe can hold the
Father (12/4)—You shall not make this place a sanctuary (40/2).
In
the Jerusalem temple the saints
of saints (the holy of holies) figured the Maker's
presence-absence contradiction. Our Jewish brothers were aware that the
Father could not been held in a stone and tile cage
any more than John the Baptist's baptismal
water (Rev of Arès 20/3-7) held the holy spirit,
but John the Baptist himself preached the solution of the
contradiction, "Be penitent, for the Kingdom of Heaven, which
is near, will enter you! (Matthieu 3/3). Of this The
Revelation of Arès
has reminded me and so has it led me to penitence.
I as a penitent have a soul,
within which
the Father is not, because even a soul
can't shut him up, but he is within it as
well, because it
is his image.
Whenever I
pray, I realize more consciously, more objectively, the to and fro
motion between the Creator and the creature within me. In praying I utter
the Word that
I in daily life continually forget about, but that I choose
to achieve (Rev of Arès 31/6) unlike ancestor
Adam who chose to disown it (Rev of
Arès 2/1-5). He generated unhappiness and death. I help to
generate happiness
and Life.
All I'd have left of the living God that spoke to me in Arès, if I
would not achieve my penitence—my
spiritual rebirth—would be a paper
book censurable and disguisable, flammable and putrescible.
Penitence
has woken me up to my existential self. Penitence, the
only passable climb
toward de Light,
has helped me out of the dark metaphysical grave of the man spiritually
dead.
I found out then that I was not subject
to trial in a juge's
court heavenly or earthly. Penitence
once gave me inner eyes, so that I saw that I carried my own judgment,
my own court,
with me.
Now I know that, through penitence,
I can
get out of sin
and justify myself all on my own. I bring fantastic hope. By
multiplying myself I make
the race (Rev of Arès xii/) that will change the
world
for the better (Rev of Arès 28/7).
No
more virgin space, not the
least chink
anymore in the modern social fabric likely to let Eden settle again.
The law of the rats (Rev of Arès
xix/24)
controls all geopolitically. Only through penitence a redeeming people,
whose love
and wisdom will be stronger than the system, will be able to form
without a territory of their own. Because absolute freedom
(Rev of Arès 10/10), that
such prospects require, can only be produced deep in the soul.
Henceforth it is
you penitent,
only you, you multiplied, multiplied by the harvest,
that will
keep the sin of sins
(38/2) from plunging mankind into darkness.
Penitence
has made me aware of time. Just as the grub is transformed slowly, I am to achieve
my time (Rev of Arès 24/2) — The Father alone is outside
time (12/6).
Penitence makes a
penitent aware of time, but this does not keep him or her
from joy
and festive
life (30/6).
Quite the reverse, it makes
them even more delightful by breaking them with times of exciting inner
vitality, that is, spiritual life. No masterpiece is a masterpiece if
it
lacks a right balance of contrast.
Religion is on the way to
failure, because it makes the dead speak. It always refers to dead
people, whether people of History or of the afterlife, and it prepares
the living for death. But
penitence makes life speak. From it Life reemerges. As
long as you fail to feel that, you are not an all-around penitent. The
bolder your quest for the living image
of the Saint,
the righter your penitence.
O exquisite Friendship of the Breath
that caresses you, of the Gaze that looks toward
your penitence and of the rich and diverse
ressources of the Intelligence that goes with them and spreads to you!
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