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Escape after the meeting

After the meeting, since I wanted to pray at Saint Peter’s tomb, I was allowed to escape without ever going outside. The security lines are still long. Ah yes, there he is, in the “Confession”…

Finally, outside, and having checked out the bookstore, there was this guy:

He can barely stand up. He looks as old as I feel right now.

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Flowers for the Immaculate Conception (Wiping the Stomping edition)

This is at the Tyburns, just outside the adoration chapel. Just below are the flowers.

The wounds can’t be wiped off, of course.

Some might object that this is the infant Jesus. I answer that the Word of God had the intention to lay down His life for us, the Innocent for the guilty, before He was born.

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“That never happens”

Just to make things easier, entrance was made at Porta Sant’Anna. The usual permesso took seconds. This was quite unusual.

Outside again, on the other side of the post office, I took the picture above. Just then, I was intercepted by a car driven by someone from the Governatorato, or so he said. I was just going to go to the southern entrance of the Belvedere Courtyard but he zipped me over to the ramp up to the back of the Sistine Chapel. You can see that ramp entrance through the portal in the lower right of picture above. He could be sincere, of course, and could have just taken pity on my limping. It just seemed all too serendipitous. He had nice things to say about Viganò. It’s easy to say nice things, so, I said nice things. My Ooda Loop was maxing out as he passed by the drop off point and brought me around the basilica near the jail. Perhaps this was a delaying tactic to talk longer. He brought me back and dumped me off at the ramp and then sped off to the Vatican Gardens above. Finally, into the courtyard I hobbled.

I was told that this never ever never happens. Never. Only to me. Perhaps “G”, the head of security sent him. Very nice. But I think I had to walk farther by getting a ride. That’s ok. I’m not complaining. I like adventure.

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Oh, I forgot. The Audience.

To go from Peter to Paul, Bishops to Clergy, CDF to the Apostolic Palace, from the Augustinianum to Porta Sant’Anna is an exercise in futility on Wednesday mornings, unless you walk the length of Borgo Santo Spirito, then cross over, then back track. You can’t get there from here, well, if you’re like me. I forgot I had cripply legs. Now I remember, and I’ve only been here a day. But it’s been a great day so far…

Started with Holy Mass here. Then a two hour breakfast with a seminarian, a ferociously fast moving conversation about being a priest in these times. What a blessing, what an inspiration to spend time with a believer. I am heartened.

But now I have to do the long walk to the other side… A Hail Mary please for my appointment at 1:00 PM Rome time, 7:00 AM USA EST.

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Sensus fidelium in a crisis

This is the chapel at the Pontifical Biblical Institute. The Tabernacle is empty during the Summer. You can really sense the absence of Jesus compared to when the Blessed Sacrament is there. It’s like ripping ones heart out and throwing it onto the street. Meanwhile…

Outside, the Biblicum library is on your right. The USCCB post graduate priests residence in Rome, the NAC’s Casa Santa Maria is to your left. My room was three up, fourth from the end, the upper left of this picture years ago. That’s the Gregorian University straight ahead.

It was right here while taking this picture Tuesday evening that I was accosted by, I would say, a demoniac. He was raging on about the present crisis and wanted to know what I thought. I said that no matter how dark and terrible things can be, we must know that Jesus has conquered, that He rose from the dead. He said Jesus is no longer conquering with what’s happening today.

But I’ll tell you this, I remain more impressed with the Son of God being tortured to death for me than I am because some individuals have sinned. Jesus rules and He will come to judge the living and the dead and the world by fire. Amen.

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Supreme Tribunal ads!

You may recall the last time I was in Rome that there was a bit of controversy about the advertisements on the scaffolding on Vatican owned buildings which support the cost of renovations. One of those was from hell, a promotion of gender bender ideology.

I can’t argue with Tom Clancy’s Jack Ryan, the ad now on the Tribunal. The others are for sports and computers. All clean. They’re learning. ;-)

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Update: Son qua

The usual accompaniment was with me for the flight. Wow. I like it. USMC et al. That tells me something.

Two out of place characters were present. They seemed to be Romanians, one of whom was working on writing code. Neither had seating assignments or boarding passes. They sat next to me at the gate. When I boarded one was in my seat, the other next to him. The stewardess didn’t care that they had no documents. Maybe they were standby, but I know that those seats had been filled. Maybe just those cancelled.

When I got my SIM card for the trip, the gal said my passport number was already in use by a Canadian. I still got the card though.

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That’s the plane. We’re boarding.

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IOR Vatican Bank: extortion of a crisis

In this video, Dr Marshall provides a very helpful timeline of events.

What is said in this video is entirely consistent with what was known of the situation. Things have developed of course in the years of Pope Francis’ pontificate. People have taken it upon themselves to manipulate things. This aspect of the crisis is an important key to understanding unintelligible actions from on high.

Extortion is not impossible. Consider that the Holy See and Vatican City State are two entities. If descriptions of the same and laws regarding the same, both internally and internationally, were to be conflated one with the other, what kind of extortion might that permit?

Again, this is a homosexualist crisis. Considering the players behind the scenes, some of whom who have not yet been named, I’m guessing that the idea is to use this as a method of extortion to change the teaching of the Church regarding homosexuality. We have already seen proposed changes. Settlements for “pedophilia” cases, and eventual litigation with much longer tentacles, are merely leverage to push for a change in the teaching of the Church.

Just my opinion. But when you see who is as thick as thieves with who, and with what connections, and the power they have even over the Holy Father, I would say that my opinion is well founded, enough to try to break things open. Oh, I forgot! I’m on my way to Rome today to try to do just that.

 

 

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Priests and science. They go together.

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I put this up a few years ago. Its appropriate to put it back up again.

Whenever I see a jet engine, I am thankful to priest-scientist Fr Clarence Danforth (rip), a good friend and classmate in Rome.

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Arrived in Rome. Thanks Fr Danforth.

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Murder as suicide: Did Pope Francis get his intervention? So far so good.

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I’ve written previously of this relatively recent incident – a conversation at a meal at a private house with many military officers and others – but I refrained from mentioning the involvement, so to speak, of Pope Francis in that conversation. Perhaps I should be more fulsome in these hectic, confusing, dark times. Here’s more detail about that evening with some of the top of our intelligence community. I think it’s safe to say all this now, two full months later. If it had anything to do with Pope Francis in the first place, whatever was happening with the murder as “suicide” thing is a danger which is surely now passed, I guess, maybe. But one should keep up with situational awareness, including those around Pope Francis. After all, there are those who wish harm upon the Holy Father, who do not hesitate to use extortion. Have we forgotten this scene with Mehmet Ali Agca?

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I should emphasize that this was a strange evening. In walking into the house… well… it took like 40 minutes to get beyond the entrance as a discussion on what happens at GTMO was so intense, but I digress. Back to the mid-meal bit about Pope Francis:


Intel officer lady standing up and changing the topic: “Hey Father Byers: Pope Francis… Is his papacy viable? Is he worth it?” [This question about “it”, that is, making an intervention on his behalf, was clearly the point of this encounter with some twenty people, many who are in counterintelligence, counterterrorism and are at the top of their game. Everything went silent at this question and some of the main players were able to catch my eyes while they pointed at her, at her question, nodding their heads so as to say: This is it, the reason for this whole evening: Pay attention to the question. For that moment you could hear a pin drop. One stated the importance of the question to the immediate agreement of the others. The question about Pope Francis being “worth it” refers to… what? Since this crowd was making a big deal out of their knowing about every terrorist plot there is as a preface to this question, what am I supposed to think? It’s only a guess, but it is probable that they were taking seriously one of the many thousands of terrorist murmurings that are always being mumbled round about against the Vatican and the Holy Father, both “chatter” and direct threats. It’s only a guess, but it seems a question was posed higher up as to whether making an intervention on behalf of Pope Francis would be in the interests of these United States. Pope Francis, mind you, states that President Trump is not a Christian. Pope Francis, mind you, can offer Mass on the South side of the border fence. Pope Francis, mind you, doesn’t hesitate for a second to interfere in political / economic controversy. On and on. So, Pope Francis being “worth it” is a question. Indeed, I have to think that even the details of methodology were discovered, as we will see below, the whole murder as “suicide” thing.]

Father Byers to all present (paraphrased, as this part of the evening lasted about an hour): “Always, no matter what, any Pope’s security is worth an intervention. Stopping anything untoward against the leader of 1.3 billion people benefits the common good on so many levels and in so many ways. We believe that the papacy is not just some office, stuff to do, but is founded on the person of the successor of Peter himself. To strike at him is to make an attack on the One who has constituted him as Bishop of Rome. But let me tell you why in particular Pope Francis is ‘worth it.'” [A most intense discussion ensues for about an hour. At about the 45 minute mark, this happened…]

A senior GTMO interrogator knowing just about every terrorist plot and clearly with an ax to grind intel officer to me, shaking his head in rejection of my arguments: “Pffft!”

Father Byers baiting the same Senior GTMO interrogator: “Hey! You would know a best friend of mine who lives not quite around here, but, you know, right in this region. He would get permissions exclusively from the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs – not the Chiefs – but only from the Chairman. He’s the one who would deliver detainees from black site to black site all around the world. We’ll call him a logistics guy. You would have met him many times. He would know you well.” [Since this conversation I’ve come to know yet another deliverer of detainees, logistics guy, who has been to GTMO many times. Interesting. It seems I’m getting to know all of them.]

Senior interrogator at GTMO: [He didn’t respond other than with two unmistakable tell-tale body language signs]:

  • Momentary fear in the eyes; he knows he can now be exposed, either as outright verified or as using the GTMO thing as a cover. I do have friends, one being frantic to say it is impossible to verify such things. But that’s irrelevant as, either way, the fear of this guy at the meal reveals the veracity of something serious going down.
  • Simultaneous to the fear in the eyes thing, he suffered a slight, bodily caving-in of the chest, accompanied with a slight shrinking in his chair, just a centimeter back and down, but visible, fearful, not wanting to believe what he just heard, a flight response of fear. He’s knows he’s just been had, totally. I really shouldn’t do this. Perhaps this is my weakness: being an enfant terrible, as the French say. Sometimes it seems it’s just too easy. Maybe it’s made to be too easy. Yet…

Top counterterrorism, counterintelligence guy to me, obviously the senior officer in this discussion but privately, now at the end of the meal and making our way outside the house: “I think you are right about Pope Francis.” [I was giving an impossibly positive spin on Pope Francis’ actions, trying to demonstrate that he’s worth the effort to save with an intervention. I think he repeated some four times in two minutes as we were walking outside and then again outside that he thinks that I’m right about Pope Francis. So then he says:] “I have an assignment for you.” [“assignment” – he’s baiting to find out if I’m the guy who stole my identity decades ago so as to do “assignments,” or if I’m me. Perhaps he knows I can have a chat with the head of security at the Vatican.] “Pay close attention to what Bill Binney [NSA metadata predictor of critical incidents and then whistle blower] says is the first thing to know about himself, that he would never intentionally commit suicide.” [He repeated that, emphasizing, for the sake of my assignment, that he would never intentionally commit suicide. Mind you, Bill Binney had not been mentioned that entire evening. That’s the first time I had ever heard of him. I’m guessing that all this murder as “suicide” thing refers instead to Pope Francis, since, as I say, in the midst of all this, this guy keeps repeating that he thinks I’m right about Pope Francis. I’m connecting the dots here, and I know I’m only guessing, but it seems that there was enough metadata to predict an op over against Pope Francis, one that would involve murder made to look as suicide. How devastating would that be for the Church and the world? The darkness and despair would be hard to imagine.]

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To be even more fulsome, I should also include here that other chess pieces also came up in the evening’s conversation, including the demise of Miriam Waldu, the “Front of House” for Pope Francis who was murdered a couple years ago in the midst of the gay-marriage referendum of Italy. She was a shot over the bow. Extortion. Strange that her case was jacked up to a full blown murder investigation almost immediately and then absolutely nothing has been said of her since then. Nothing. As I’ve said previously, I think she was the one the FBI had been bragging to me about, a girl from ultra dirt poor Eritrea snatched up by our intel when it was happenstance noticed that she was the best in the world for instantaneous face recognition, able to recite the relevant biography for any of many thousands of pictures shown to her quickly only once, perfect, then, for “Front of House” for the leader of 1.3 billion people.

Another similar person in the employ of the Holy See came up as well. That guy seemed to have plenty of malice about him, and so I unmasked him. Sorry. I’m the King’s good servant but God’s first. You know the drill. That part of the discussion during the meal was all about his “demise” by way of what I still hold to have been a surely reversible cardiac incident. He was an Italian CIA asset working in the CDF. His identity and intelligence connection was confirmed for me not only by his American trainer – a close CIA friend – but by the head of intel / security at the Vatican).

I can’t imagine what kind of extortion Pope Francis is under, but that’s a story for later.

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Kryptic call for assassinating the Pope?

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I’m just going over some drafts I wrote some weeks ago. I thinks it’s time to publish some of them. I think it’s important to emphasize that the most malicious heresy against papal infallibility is the one which has it that the papacy as such is merely an office and is not identified with the very person of the successor of Peter, the Bishop of Rome. To divide the two is to sunder the Holy Father as effectively as any method of assassination could take him out. That’s not to say that everything he says is infallible. It is to say that when he speaks as the Bishop of Rome, the Successor of Peter, to the universal Church, on a matter of faith and morals, especially in deciding a controversy, that is, when he solemnly pronounces on such a matter in such a way with such a quality, and not merely as a dialogue, it is then that his own person is also on the line. Just to be clear:

Jesus spoke of the name of Peter, the Rock, indeed, about himself, personally, upon whom Jesus founds His Church. The papacy is not a mere office, stuff to do, replaceable by a committee, or even a Council without a Pope. It papacy is one with the person of the Pontiff.

The papacy, and the promise of infallibility, has a very direct and immediate effect on the person of Supreme Pontiff himself. If the individual Bishop of Rome, Francis or John or Paul or Benedict by name, whatever, is to fail in infallibility, he is to fail in his own person. Failing with infallibility is not an option (something somehow not understood as self-evident by pundits, lefties and righties alike). The viability of infallibility and the viability of the very person of the Pope have everything to do with each other. Let’s just say it: The Successor of Peter, the Bishop of Rome will die or be utterly incapacitated before he can fail in infallibility. That’s how it works. The physical person of the Successor of Peter is expendable, utterly. Jesus’ guarantee of being with the Church until He returns is at the expense of the Bishop of Rome.

People hate this because they are so soft, so unwilling to admit that Jesus would establish a situation in which, not truth, but one of us is expendable. The identification of the Rock with Peter, of the Keys with Peter’s decision, demands that Peter be incapacitated in whatever manner before he pronounces and declares that which is against the faith and morality, for, as it is, the truth is already and irrevocably established since forever in the heavens. In other words, God will permit or provide such incapacitation or death. No one else is to do this, no gnostic individual, no group of ecclesiastics no matter how exalted they are in their own minds. Tender snowflakes that we are, this absolutely infuriates us and we crucify the Truth by saying that the Pope can change doctrine or, you know, make a mistake which would invalidate his office. This is insipid stupidity.

When people then go the extra step, saying that any one person or any such exalted group could go ahead and eliminate the Supreme Pontiff by a decree declaring him to be an anti-Pope, they insist this can be done if there is a physical, tangible sign, you know, so they can (falsely) claim that they are not gnostics. In that case, the real Pope would be the wrongly declared to be “anti-Pope,” you know, because the gnostic know it alls said so, those who in their own minds are infallible and speak for the Holy Spirit. How ironic. In another time these same people, so right in their own minds, might well have been burned at the stake as heretics. But we are soft today.

Now, what is that sign to be anyway, that someone kills the Pope? That’s about the only thing it could be. Are these pundits calling for the assassination of the Pope, giving some self appointed assassin the divine mandate to act on God’s behalf, providing the sign God surely wants to give? Yes. In my opinion, they are doing just that. Heresy is just that mean, just that ludicrous, just that callous, just that vicious, just that demonic, you know, because of being tender snowflakes who are self-justified in crucifying the disciple like the Master. Read the end of Romans chapter one, say, from verse 1:18 to the end.

I’ll tell you this, Jesus, who established Peter as the Rock, will come to judge the living and the dead and the world by fire. Amen.

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Jerky for the pooches. MTech Xtreme.

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The famous DoS Charlene Duline has been totally spoiling what she ingloriously calls the fur-babies. I’m sure Laudie-dog is good with that description. I’m certain that Shadow-dog looks askance with such words long enough for Laudie-dog to eat his treats as well. That’s been the plan all along.

The knife is made to be holstered. I carry it upside down, handle forward on the belt on the left hip, horizontally. Very useful to open boxes like this one, and to cut straps of boxes, and such-like. It’s got a 2 1/2″ blade. It’s an MTech Xtreme. I recommend it. Also for other rare, unwanted and, if possible, to be avoided events.

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Just after I bought my ticket for Rome: “Fortis fortuna adiuvat.” No! Angels!

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After my passport numbers went up on line from my favorite travel agency, these hits about my itinerary overseas above were then followed by the same from the FBI’s national research center near Fairmont / Clarksburg WV (CJIS), the largest institution of the agency for centralized info on criminal justice. This is something new, as I’ve learned to expect just a visit from the George Bush Center for Intelligence with a server named so as to be seen. Courteous. I can feel the love! But what changed so as to occasion CJIS?

FBI-Atlanta was kind enough to let me know the other week that I’m involved with the DARPA – COMPASS program. That may have replaced my original decades old perpetual interdepartmental cannot-be-unmasked-for-more-details program of tracking that Main State and later the FBI described to me with a letter and then an alternative identity (effectively a third!) without me asking for it. The COMPASS program carries a certain risk. A target of COMPASS, i.e., a person of interest, can be such because of being at risk or as constituting a risk. Since I’ve always been treated extraordinarily well, I’m guessing I’m in the at risk category, and COMPASS, as DARPA’s new toy, is the now by far the most effective mathematical analysis prediction “machine” (if you will) concerning individuals somehow in the midst of gray zone activities. It’s much easier to just throw me in the mix and forget about it along with the now small multitude of ambiguous characters. That’s what COMPASS is for: easing the burden of work, doing more with less.

In that case, I’m guessing that the tracking promised by Main State in the early 1990s has been delegated to the usual CAPPS systems which continuously updates passenger name records (PNR) for everyone on any given flight manifest. If there’s a high enough risk score attached to that PNR, an inquiry is automatically sent along to the TSA of DHS and, when they are frustrated at being locked out as to why there is a high score, they send the inquiry along. It’s imagined that CJIS can come up with a reason for the high risk score, and, pushing a bit more when that’s found to be untrue, the inquiry is simply overruled by Main State and I’m cleared for the flight, all updating in the COMPASS spreadsheets for use in their surely infallible algorithms. ;-)

So, it’s highly doubtful that there will be a pesky no-fly list notification while, ticket in hand, I attempt to get a gate and confirmed seat assignment at Hartsfield-Jackson international terminal. After all, I’m forever “accompanied”, to use Pope Francis’ terminology, on flights since as long as I can remember, back into the 1980s. I’ve never been on any SSSS or TSDB lists as far as I know, though in 1990 and then again in 2009 some entirely expected fun was to be had at Tel Aviv’s Ben Gurion. Smiling chutzpah always wins the day.

The last time I went through the TSA shake down in Atlanta the agents instead stepped waaaay back and let me and my carry-on stuff pass totally unchecked despite plenty of metal in the carry-on stuff and literally many pounds of surgical metal holding my leg together. When I protested their lack of concern about the carry-on stuff and all the metal I had on me they instead said that it didn’t matter, and that I could go through, that I’m good, because their checking me didn’t matter. That just left me bewildered. Less checking than for the pilot, the only other guy in line. It’s not like they were busy…

My seating is always switched out at the last second so as to place me with diplomats (with their usual retinue) or with various branches of the military or with Federal Air Marshals or of other reps of institutes and agencies, always. Or maybe these are the only people who fly these days. One memory in particular regards a most polite and well mannered diplomat who enlisted my help to get safely to the Excelsior in Rome, a kind of beyond the star system hotel next to the U.S. Embassy, reminiscent of the “Continental” of John Wick fame. Goodness!

My usual unusual accompaniment during the flight should be more interesting than the usual interestingness.

Some would wish good luck, good fortune. No. Life has nothing to do with such imagined things as hoped by the creators of the all-power-encompassing COMPASS program, which, ironically, is based entirely on chance, luck, the demon goddess “Fortuna.” What a living hell that is…

Instead, everything has come together seemingly miraculously, in the Providence of our Lord, with the ministrations of the angels, to ensure that what needs to be done is accomplished. But after that, it seems to me, I’ll be quite on my own. But that’s O.K. That’s also according to the will of the Lord. And I’m happy with that.

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Not on a pesky no fly list

Also, some friends will be able to put me up not far from the Vatican. The angels are working overtime. Or maybe it’s all in stride for them.

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Delivering packages to His Holiness

A lady in the parish who raises Czech King Shepherds for law enforcement and other spectacular uses got an interestingly colored but full cross on the back Palestinian donkey the other day and sent me this video of some loud braying. Donkeys are like this. When they bray, it’s very loud indeed.

This donkey, yours truly, is not getting ready to bray. Instead, I am today getting ready to be a beast of burden who will carry the melodies of others across the pond, all the way to somewhere, say, depending, oh, between 125 and 350 meters from the obelisk in front of Saint Peter’s Basilica over in Rome. Strange way to measure distance. Anyway, I’m talking about two packages of whistle blowers, victims of one kind or another.

  • The first necessitates a crossing of international borders this morning just to deliver the package thus far. The legal expertise that has gone into this package is unparalleled for a number of reasons, including an eye witness account of the malice of vicious, ruthless homosexualist politicking from the those in particular positions. This goes to the very heart of what is known thus far, and far beyond. This would be enough for Pope Francis to do what I hope he has been baiting all along and will now proceed to the lopping off of some heads. It’s all way too much, and has been so since the beginning. I’m hoping that his delay has been caused by the unending addition of names being continuously added to the decapitation list. But now, perhaps this very package will convince him that this exercise in baiting has run its course, and that now is the time to act. If not…. just… wow…
  • The second package is enough, all on it’s own, to solidify testimony given by Archbishop Viganò. If this were the only evidence, it would prove Viganò’s case. The best legal mind on the planet (no exaggeration) has his eye on the language used in this particular package. God bless this victim, whose credibility and good standing has been proven by the Pope’s own authorities. :-) This is a case of the suffering of a poor man, who, being the stomped on underdog cast into the darkest of existential peripheries, should catch the notice of Pope Francis, and his compassion, such that, again, he will ascertain that enough is enough, and now is the time to act.

By the way, just to say, none of this has to do with “the children.” It never did. There is much more going on. All the best analysts I know (in the background, but at the heart of things) come to the same conclusion from premises of facts that we have come to know from first hand sources. We can all list a number of interconnected end-of-the-world type extortions being put before Pope Francis. This is why I have always asked your prayers for him. That I am making these deliveries (please God!) is also a result, I am quite sure, of your good prayers.

I recall the last time I tried to do something about this myself. It was the time when I was being tossed quite literally into a dumpster. As I was told, repeatedly, as a reprimand, it was a certain someone in Rome who wanted my demise. I laugh, as I am content with any circumstances in this life. I have my eyes lifted to the heavens. That‘s what’s important. Jesus is the One. Jesus is the only One.

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Epicenter of abuse victim: we laughed and gasped the better part of an hour

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Thanks for the prayers that I asked for yesterday. I finally got to talk with the epicenter guy himself. I laughed with our Lord and gasped with our Lord for the better part of an hour. We could have continued talking for days non-stop. This was one of the most inspirational, hilarious, sad, ironic, enthralling, joyful, gasp-filled conversations I’ve ever had.

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When you speak with someone who knows Jesus as a friend, a close friend, who has suffered terribly for Jesus, been betrayed for Jesus, slandered for Jesus, right through the decades, who knows what it is to remain entirely faithful through adversity, joyful through adversity, you’re immediately a life-long best friend with such a person, because the truth that you instantly recognize is an un-manipulate-able Living Truth, Jesus, who is always present with His close friends, because the enthusiasm you witness to in that person is that of one who rejoices in the just triumphalism of the Divine Son of God: Do not fear! I have overcome the world! That kind of person cannot be dragged down by the demonic darkness, cannot be made cynical by the “powers that be,” cannot be made to be someone who is not a close friend of Jesus. What an honor to speak to him! What an honor to be able to help him later today… Please offer a prayer to this end… Hail Mary…

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I’m still laughing out loud in agreement with comments and sentiments he shared, with stories he told. They resonated in my soul to the Nth degree. We know a lot of the same people. Hah!

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For instance, there’s a successful FBI intervention that he spoke about. I know an FBI agent involved with that case, who had told me some of the methodology. That brought a lot of things full circle and told me something about all those involved, both not far from where I am and in more distant places where epicenters have still been exploding for all these decades.

This was all just stunning. I mean, it was all a sad and terrible topic, yes, but, I must say, in contrast, the grace of Lord, if taken up, conquers all. I wish everyone knew this fellow’s joy and freedom in the Holy Spirit, his faithfulness to the Lord Jesus. Perhaps, someday. Perhaps someday soon. Here we have honesty, integrity, goodness and kindness. I’m still laughing out loud. Instant friendship. I love being a priest. What a privilege to meet such great people. What a privilege to do some small thing to help him out. To do something for this guy is for me to be able to say thank you to Jesus.

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Fr Basil Hutsko’s hate crime attacker: sociopath profiling, coward baiting, drawing him in for… an absolution?

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[Update at end of post.] Let me address this directly to Fr Basil Hutsko’s attacker since he cannot but look himself up on the internet and he will come across this post for sure. He’s in hiding right now, but he surely can’t resist revisiting his now FBI investigated hate crime to see what a hero he is in his own eyes. ///

Hello there buddy! Welcome to ariseletusbegoing.com blog! I’m sure Fr Basil Hutsko forgives you wholeheartedly and hopes that you turn to the Lord and learn some forgiveness by being forgiven. I’m sure that any priest worthy of the name in Jesus’ mercy (and that’s the vast, vast, vast majority) also hold out forgiveness to you, as do I. Hey, you want absolution? I’ll give it to you. An easy penance too. And, guaranteed, I’ll keep the Seal of Confession as I don’t want to go to hell. Your secret’s good with me.

What’s that? You say you have nothing for which to be forgiven? That you’re a self-appointed savior of these United States? Of the world? That religion is holding you back from your plans for the world, holding you back from everyone hailing you as god?

What’s that? You say that your supremacist leanings, your pride in your vigilantism over against entire classes of people, priests, overrules your narcissism of self-preservation, so that as the self-congratulatory adrenaline rush that pumped you up for your attack of Fr Basil Hutsko from behind is wearing off, you’re already replacing that with another adrenaline rush in planning another attack even while you’re easily escaping notice of the FBI. Ooo! Exciting! You’re coming out of hiding to take a look at another brand new church campus still devoid of cameras like the too new buildings of Fr Basil Hutsko. Nice neighborhood, by the way, middle to upper middle class with manicured lawns and all things immaculate. It was easy to take in the habits of campus life. Watching people. Watching the priest. Schedules. When things will be easy for you, supremacist that you are, needing things to be… you know… easy.

But I see that you’re not only hiding – Ooo! So smart! So careful! – but in your last attack you’ve made sure not to leave any fingerprints behind, not on the door handles, not on the floor. I mention the floor because, as a coward, you came up behind the random priest whose church you cased out. You knocked him to the floor and you smashed his head against the floor, causing him to go unconscious. That kind of smashing can easily kill someone. And then, there you are, one knee down on the floor, exhausted not only with the activity but from the adrenaline rush. You put your hand to the floor to help yourself get back up. I bet you were wearing gloves. What a coward. Am I making you angry yet? Careful, anger causes mistakes! But you’re in control, aren’t you? ;-)

What’s that you say? You’re young enough to just stand or put your hand to your own knee? I doubt that. Before the priest went unconscious you stated your motivation, taking a sample priest out of all priests, regardless of innocence or guilt, saying: “This is for the children.” Yes, that’s what the bishops have been saying for decades as they likewise refused to grant any due process to the priests throats they slit, paying settlements for accusations before the priest knew about it and without knowing names or specifics, the priest being removed for life while the middle-aged and elderly accuser in their fifties or sixties or seventies gets heaps of money. It’s the bishops fault, I know, giving you a bad example to follow so that you don’t grant due process either.

Sorry, but, no. A young person just isn’t going to say “This is for the children.” That’s a refined ideological perspective of someone, say, about the same age as the Las Vegas mass shooter, the age of someone who, psychologically, is able to think that he is in control of taking control of society, the power of control. Power. The abuse of power. How ironic. Irony is ever-present, buddy. Did I nail you down? Are you not as in complete control as you would like to think? Am I making you confused, out-of-control, frustrated, angry? That means that you don’t mind putting yourself at risk. You don’t mind being a little overconfident, a little too at risk of making a mistake, of being caught out. After all, if you keep it up, like you already intend to do – as sociopaths do – you’ll be famous! You’re the one!

So, let me go ahead and compliment you. You’re not like the guy in South Carolina killing off African Americans at a Bible study. That guy was only interested in starting something, a movement, a war. He was pretty humble about it all. But you? You’re not that way. You want to do it all yourself. You want to go after this individual, then another, innocence or guilt doesn’t matter. The category matters: priests, all priests, priests because they are priests. That’s why it’s important that you’re faceless, hidden, unlike that other guy who didn’t do anything whatsoever constructive. You’re totally different than that guy. You’ll keep going, building up news stories, all glamorous, all glory, super-glory. Finally, you won’t mind being taken out by the FBI in mid-attack for your prejudicial hate crimes, because it will be ultra-super-glorious: the power of glory! He went down in a hail of bullets, like Bonnie and Clyde! And it’s – Ooo! – an adrenaline rush!

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Glamorous! Just think! That can be you! You’ll be a hero! Even more than you are now! You say that you’re doing this for those who have had an abuse of power smashed down upon them, so you do the same thing, you smash down an innocent exemplar of a class of people for the sake of your narcissistic vindictiveness. You took him down from behind, rendering him unconscious. And when he was unconscious… Am I making you angry yet? You’re just the same as those who, unlike this innocent priest, actually were guilty. Right? Right?

Tell you what, why don’t we reason this out together, face to face. It’s difficult to reason with a sociopath like you, and by definition sociopaths cannot be reasoned with, but – Hey! – I’ll give it a try. I’d rather you take advantage of that little bit of a graced chance that you can come to confession, be repentant, be open to receiving an absolution fruitfully. Sorry, but, you know, all that stuff above… well… I had to get your attention. But now that I have it, seriously, come on down and let’s have a face to face chat about this, about how we can change things in the culture, the whole narcissism thing, the whole tender snowflake entitlement mentality thing, the whole violence bully might makes right thing, the whole reject religion so as to make oneself god and savior of society thing, the whole lurch toward death and forever rotting in death thing. After all, what Jesus did to take our place, the innocent for the guilty, to have the right in his own justice to have mercy on us, is a mercy based on justice more powerful than even your sin, your abuse of cowardly get-the-innocent-from-behind abuse of power thing. Because, you know, you’re not the one. Jesus is the One. He’s the only One. His forgiveness is yours for the asking. Let yourself have the joy of hearing it: “I absolve you from your sins in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of…” Hear it for real. Do it.

But, tell you what. Don’t come to my little church. You’ll be seen. I’ve got good neighbors at the church. So, instead, come to the rectory. I don’t want to give you away. I mean, if you’re coming to Confession, which I’ll assume, always hoping for the best, being Pope Francis’ Missionary of Mercy – after all! – I’m not going to bait you for mercy and then use that against you. No. So, come to think of it, don’t come to the rectory either, I’ve got good neighbors there too. And dogs. And surveillance. Tell you what. Come to the hermitage. You can follow me out on Tuesday morning. I’ll make it easy for you. I’ll leave my rectory on Tuesday, 28 August 2018 at 6:15 AM. I’m in Andrews, N.C. Here’s what Sassy the Subaru 2016 Forester looks like. I’m making it easy for you:

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No need to give yourself away in following. Just watch from the side of the road on any of the 50 mile stretch between Andrews and Sylva. Then, over the space of weeks, see what happens from there. Within a short amount of time you’ll find the hermitage. Tuesday mornings only. Spread it out over a number of Tuesdays. It’s the day off. The FBI would never have the patience, resources, or will to do this. Finally, when you see me pull into a driveway into the forest, back up and park up on the National Forest road that you’ll see not far away and walk in. You’ll hear me for miles around doing some target practice. Don’t worry, I’m not going to shoot you. I only carry for self-defense. And if you’re coming for an absolution – Hey! – it’s all good. You’ll be fine. Look forward to seeing you. Don’t bother with the first Tuesday of October, however, as I won’t be going to the hermitage. I look forward to seeing you within the next few weeks. When you’re coming up on me, however, it’s best to announce yourself, calling out my name to make sure you’ve got the right person: “Father Geeooorge! Father Geeooorge!” That’ll work. This is my way of being Pope Francis’ Missionary of Mercy. Check out the About page on the menu at the top of this blog for a picture of yours truly. That way you can verify who it is that you’ll see at the hermitage. The details of this offer will have to be changed coming up, as the hermitage is being sold with property that it’s on. So, that will be the end of my day off there. So, hurry! Now’s your chance!

Update: the purpose of this post is to stop this guy. He won’t take me on and taking on another priest would humiliate him which is not an option for a narcissist sociopath. His option is to repent. I won’t see him for that either because then he can see any priest.

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Epicenter actual victim of the crisis: visions of evil priests and holy priests

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St Joseph Cupertino (marginalized until he got to heaven!)

Padre Pio was once smashed down by a vision of all the souls of priests who were saying Mass at that moment in an unworthy state, and this just as he was leaving the sacristy to say Mass himself. He blanched and, staggering, almost fell to the floor at the crushing horror of the scene placed before his soul. Our Lord wanted to share with him what our Lord Himself saw from the cross. This is the vocation of all priests, to be with our Lord, to be in solidarity with Him even as He is in solidarity with us. This is the Mass.

Meanwhile, yours truly, just minutes before Mass yesterday evening, got a call from […] Oh my! And then I heard the story and a way I could help. I was introduced to the epicenter actual victim of the crisis. I will today try to do something for him. This encounter is a nuclear explosion. This encounter is God’s doing and is wonderful in our eyes. Please pray that something absolutely fantastic and glorious happens today for the priesthood and the One, Holy, Catholic and Apostolic Church. I am heartened. It’s always heartening to be introduced to someone who has suffered and has remained faithful to our Lord under great duress through the decades. What faith! What character! What friendship with Jesus! I am heartened. Please say a Hail Mary for this intention: Hail Mary…

 

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Laudie-dog, earthquake-dog

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I heard the earthquake, kind of like a distant shotgun. At the same time I felt a tiny jolt, and then an ever so gentle hammock-like sway. Five seconds total. Probably out of scope on any scale. No one else I talked to noted anything. But Laudie-dog, who was sleeping, went instantly into nightmare mode. I woke her up and she came over to be reassured.

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