NOTHING SAYS ANYTHING…
MAN IS BLIND!

30-1-1973

NOTHING SAYS ANYTHING…

MAN IS BLIND!

Everything, in the exile, shrouds in its shadows

the great mysteries.

Everything, after its nights, remains darkened

and shrouded among veils.

Everything, including those that are

     most sublime,

even though it be Heaven.

All, because man,

in the universe,

broke, when rebelling against the Infinite,

the eternal plans.

And, on falling prostrate, man has clouded,

with his confusion,

the light which burst

out from his thought,

with which he ruled,

with great dominion,

the created world

in accordance with the Immense.

And thus, darkness

covered man’s mind;

and he has confused

all that is good,

giving it a profane and despicable

meaning,

being silent

the voice of the Eternal,

which is manifested in the creatures

and in creation with voices of fire.

And this is why the world

wanders in the mystery,

since, blind, man

blinded the thought

that God instilled into him so that

     he might express,

in wisdom, with His immense gift,

all that is created,

in an accurate manner;

and from that day in wich the shadows shroud

what is earthly,

all that is infinite

remained in secret.

Only thus can one understand that

a tabernacle remain

plunged into silence,

as though imprisoned, with great chains,

the radiant light that shrouds the Sublime…!

A tabernacle in shadows that does not

say anything

to the profane man who has not discovered

the burning flame, hidden amongst shadows

behind the little door of that captivity…

Not even creation

with its voice of thunder,

with deep seas,

with immense forests,

in the variety

of its great concert…

Nothing says anything,

all is in silence

for him who has not entered,

with his thought,

with the eternal light, into the varieties

of the great universe.

Nothing says anything,

not even Heaven…!

Nothing says anything, perhaps not even death

with its confusion,

to the blind man who has separated

from the open path.

Nothing says anything…!

regardless of how deep the great mysteries

may be that life shrouds; nor even a tabernacle

     in shadows

which presses in its depth the Heaven’s Glory…

Nothing says anything…!

Man is blind!

Atardecer entre árboles y cielo

“Fruits of prayer”

545.   God, Who is himself by himself, creates creatures so perfect, that they are capable of possessing Him because He gave them a being in his image. And the creature, on seeing itself so perfect and that it is, says when it sins: “I do not want to submit my ‘I’ to anything.” With that, it loses the reason for its “I” dependent on the divine “I” and, remaining eternally without a reason for being, not being able to live on the Infinite One, the only one capable of making it happy, everything turns for it into an eternal torture. (15-9-66)

547.   God is the supreme Good, wherefore man, created with freedom of choice, when he does not see Him in supernatural light, seeks his own good apart from the supreme Good and, for this reason, he falls. (9-1-65)

549.   Hell is for those who willingly do not want to be with God, but not for you who eagerly seeks Him. (21-4-67)

550.   Terror…! What a bottomless Abyss that of damnation…! He who falls in it, will never be able to get out of the deep depth of the crevices of its bosom! (1-10-72)

551.   Time is finished… the end has arrived… you are at the gates of the Abyss! If you were to fall in it, you would never be able to get out… Watch the way you live, because the end is near! (1-10-72)

552.   Do you doubt that the Abyss exists and that is why you live as if it did not exist? What will you do when, for the unconsciousness of your voluntary forgetfulness, perhaps you may see yourself in it? (1-10-72)

553.   Is it convenient for you to think that the Abyss of the open Volcano where those who separate themselves from God fall does not exist, so that you may live, as if it did not exist, under the slavery of your own concupiscences? What will you do when, discovering that you were wrong, you are no longer in time? (1-10-72)

556.   What a poor and absurd reign is that of the devil! As much as that of those who, in darkness like him and blind, follow him. As clumsy and noisy is his action and that of those who follow him, so is delicate, silent, sacred and profound on the souls, that of God. (27-3-76) 557.     God’s plan is that you do not go to purgatory; if you go, it is His permissive will, but not His delight. (29-9-65)

Mother Trinidad de la Santa Madre Iglesia

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