Jesus Christ says: 'I thought I let Mary Magdala hold the mirror through poetry to the evildoers, so that they can see their error', by Mother Sigrid Eliora

Jesus Christ says: 'I thought I let Mary Magdala hold the mirror
through poetry to the evildoers, so that they can see their error',

by Mother Sigrid Eliora

Jesus Christ says: 'I thought I let Mary Magdala hold the mirror
through poetry to the evildoers, so that they can see their error'
but they still played blind and deaf and lame, and preferred
to continue their evil game and referred to the truth as heresy,
and tried to kill us off and put on our name their own shame
and blame -

but I made the beast tame that increasingly was hunted down
by its own secret society and as back at it came its every stone
it suddenly stood alone in the cold in front of my door through which it
had numerous times entered with a duplicate key behind our back
to commit in my and my wife's rooms its notoriety, and where it
even stole our diaries as a mole, and the beast was suddenly
scared to death, which was not to it foretold, and it confessed
suddenly involuntarily because out went its flame with its
stinking breath.

And now back at it comes its every shame and blame to its
own name that it has committed against my wife and me and
our holy matrimony, as it ommitted that we were joint by God
already as Adam and Eve and Abraham and Sarah,
and Boaz and Ruth and Amram and Yocheved
and Jesus Christ and Mary Magdala f.ex. for eternity.

And punishable is also every beast's secret confraternity
that has committed purposefully heresy and blasphemy
and unspeakable terror and organised criminality individually
and collectively for bribery and property and all sorts of
privileges and status, even in many a mercenary legion
in any region, and in every religion.

I can tell a turtledove from a pidgeon, and I am sick and tired
that my wife and me are by the evildoers mocked for our
true and faithful love, and we put now our fist on the table
and turn one by one also around every secret society cone
and return together their every single stone, and throw out
of the bookshelf every spook's and crook's heretical fable,
and then, every devil's den will find itself so very alone,
and the public will be ever so shocked, when it finds out
that even the unholy corrupt sees even so low did sink
that they over a gambling round in a casino ratblood did drink
and play bat and fate over holy souls, against they drew a straw
in their secret society draw, and they even used holy priests
and holy men and women and children as baits for the
evildoers' bloodhounds in secret mercenary and private
grounds.

For the victims some islands are anything but holiday resorts,
as they were hunted for their dear life by elitist secret society
members for their bloodthirsty sports.

You think that is too much for poetry?! I tell you what -
even worse than any poet can imagine, is even the reality
of against holy souls and the truth unspeakable but no longer
unpunishable and unchallengedly committed notoriety and
through righteous judges and prosecutors and witnesses
and victims' testimonials the facts of organised criminality
and heresy and their most unholy acts are no longer from
official records and law enforcements ommitted, and one
after the other evildoer will have to stand and face trial
and will have to admit that they had a part in a hit and
are no longer of the truth in denial.

Mother Sigrid Eliora







Mother Sigrid Eliora
HOLY ROMA Abbey of the Holy Rose
Cill Naomh Ceadda the Martyr
Societas Sanctae Rosae Crucis
Order of the Holy Violet
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