91 Roses
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She struck at Satan,by the power of his name;shattering legions. The Holy Name of Jesus Christ holds in it all power in Heaven and on Earth, but it requires faith when spoken. Faithlessness is cowardice, and tucks the tail between the legs in the presence of enemies. It takes courage to stand before armies and…
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It’s performance art,to take up your cross and die;it’s true Fluxus art. Ray Johnson killed himself, and had he done so for the benefit of others, as Jesus commanded, “take up your cross, and follow me,” he would now be a saint. Everyone dies; it is how you die, and what you lived for, that…
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The shepherd of us,gave his life on Golgotha;so that we have life. The one who wields the sword, so Jesus says, “will be killed by the sword.” But far greater peril is in wielding the tongue; Satan soon shall reap The Divine Justice for every lie and murder he is guilty of from his own…
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Rome, how deep your sins,you carry yourself aloft;but are full of death. Heavy is My heart for you, O bride bettothed; who have taken into her cup the blood of every Christian martyr; but you spew forth bile from your throat, and have become a bride to Satan. Heavy is My heart for you, O…
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In temptation to envy, I found charity. I could have turned, like Lucifer, to murder & lies; but instead, through force of will, I chose to fight my temptation rather than give into it. Through charity, I placed myself at the feet of Maria; and gave to her perhaps thousands of rosaries, each with a…
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Not all men are created equal,God did not dispence equality to man;and we do not have equal rights,this was not from the beginning.There exists a hierarchy.Even on the dollar bill,you see this image emblazoned;the pyramid.We do not have equal rights,but we do all have free speech;even in a capacitated woman,on a bed, and in a…
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I have traveled through time,into the center of all creation;from where life springs forth.The tree at the center of the garden,upon it hangs the fruit of life;who had no guile in him at all,The Sinless One,pierced open by a Roman spear.From the edge of a precipice, I dove,but God spared me my life;as Mary Magdalene…
