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II. OH, SERAPHITES!

Izmyr 14.04.2005

THE ALTAR OF GOD'S MOTHER

Oh, Seraphites! The fragrance of Spanish lilies. Beautiful flowers from the Kingdom.

108 Seraphites cannot be confined to any definition. They transcend themselves. They believe in the Mysterious Christ who has not revealed himself yet. They would like to keep separate from the old mankind, because they see nothing wholesome for themselves in it, but just a sucking whirlpool.

In a few years (no more than one or two decades) the universal crisis will reach the critical point. The coming generation will say: “Either all of us shall be lost in a catastrophic movement to universal destruction or we shall accept the new breath of the Divinity. Let's turn our sights to the Heavens and we shall hear what the God wants from us! Let's renounce the old world, as an incurable illness, which undermines us!”

109 And after that the heaven will reveal new scrolls to them. My child, I have prepared a Script for Seraphites, which is a million times more magnificent than the Torahs. Our Only-begotten Son Christ will exclaim: “Oh, at last!”

110 He could have been incarnated among Adamites to suffer time and again. My son, He suffered again without coming to Earth. His passion in anointers, taking up the cup of sin at all times, is more than sufficient?

111 To them, to Seraphites, He will be descending continually and infinitely, finding comfort in them, healing His bleeding wounds in them. To them He shall reveal himself more fully, than to the most faithful disciples during His being on Earth, and to the greatest saints after that.

112 Common Seraphites, who do not differ from others, will perceive in Him a new quality. To them He will come incomparably closer than the most magnificent celebrities of Christianity of the past.

113 The Theogamy – oh, the Theogamy will become the central altar of their prayer. The rapture of the Theogamy shall become their basic theme. Their hearts are anointed in a special way. They crave to enter the Marriage Chertog.

Christ will bring this sole oracle which they would like to hear: the anointment of the Marriage Chertog. Not everyone will be able to bear the beatification of this, even among the immortal bodies of Seraphites, and they will ask to depart them in the couch of dormition and resurrection.

114 Death and corruption shall lose their power. Sin shall not dare to approach the sacred Grail. The devil shall send his most perfidious and cunning hordes. But their evil heads will be broken, as moths against a lamp.

115 Oh, rapt delight – the Seraphites of My hope! I shall plant My Paradise Garden for you. Each flower shall possess unspeakable beauty and special spheres. One could meditate many hours how each of them receives many wonderful forms and colors reflecting spectra of the Heaven.

116 I shall spread a garden of myrrh flowers, one sweeter and more beautiful than another. Fresh lilies will be replaced with spring grass, the aromas of the mountain frankincense will replace the fragrance of pine needles.

117 They cannot be called Christians any more. A new religion will be announced, which shall be equally accepted by former Moslems, Jews, Buddhists, Protestants, Catholics. The glory of Christ will eclipse all the worlds.

118 The glory of My Lord, arise!

THE THRONE OF THE HOLY SPIRIT

119 My child, you lament over the taking away of the old Paraclete musical prayers ... My son, in the epoch of Seraphites the need for vocal chords and professional voice training will disappear.

120 Angelic-like spheres are being prepared for Seraphites! Their acoustical membranes, put into box-caskets of internal intimacy, shall embody the vibrations of Heaven. The liturgies of ascended spheres will incessantly sound in them.

121 Word-dialogues will be used as a last resort. They will be seen as a weakness and defeat. Only in highly particular circumstances, My child, Seraphites resort to verbal dialogue or even to external prayer. The voice chanting a troparion in the physical dimension will be for them similar to an angelic horn, sounding above the sensitive ears of a child.

122 Grow accustomed to the Sacred Silence, the disciple of the Sacred thrones.

123 Take a look at those around you - so refined are they. They see more in your heart than you could even imagine. You are seen through the eyes of the Virgin Mother. Your prayers are not necessary to them. My child, you cannot even imagine, how deeply inside them your oracles, seminars and liturgies are ingrained.

124 They are saturated with the myrrh of the heavenly fragrance of Divine Wisdom and they need no repetition. Their pleasure is in to see how God's word sounds in you, having found its home.

125 Their sensitiveness, refined vibrations, their eye-dialogues and readiness to serve and give their lives for fellowmen is beyond compare... Lamb-like they will cover each other and send vibrations of divine love to the remotest places and even other planets. Many unknown worlds shall be opened to their sight, unspeakable secrets will be revealed in their minds.

126 John the Baptist was sent to the world to witness to Heaven to the person of God's Son. My child, the precursory Church is sent to the Earth to announce the future kingdom of Seraphites , descending from the Second Calvary of Solovki.

127 The Kindest Mother in Childbirth, Fire-Eyed Sofia gave birth to the Infant God above Sekirnaya mount and is now bearing Him as the Christ of the Holy Spirit to mankind. Children and adolescents will bow to Him. He is praised by the renovated universe.

128 Let the mounts rise and the hills breathe! The white ships, float in the heavenly harbors! White-winged angels, bring us the Chalice of the Grail. I shall give communion from it to all my disciples, on whose brow I shall see the anointing seals.

The grace of the new seraphic universe is spread in the air. A rainbow stretches from the North to the South, from the middle of the sea to the top of the mountains. Rejoice, nations! Seraphites, it is your glory!

Gold in your hearts

129 I need spiritual people, My child. Like gold diggers extracting precious metal and sifting stones through a sieve, I mine gold in your hearts.

130 My child, be surrounded in the cloud of Divine Wisdom. The fragrance of divine reason is spreading around Seraphites. They walk as angels, in huge head-dresses and hear the music of spheres, music of thoughts, music of worlds. The composition of whole universe is enfolded in this tiny marquee.

131 My child, beg to be impoverished of the old intelligence, full of book knowledge, predilections and stamps. What fed you yesterday becomes today's prejudice. I want to present a regal shelter around your brow. You will be blessed by our Lady Wisdom, and Her reasonable advice will surround your virgin pure mind.

132 But before that you should get ready, My child. Not by chance I do call you by this tender word. I could call you: the bride, My ecclesiastical, beloved, apostle. But I say ‘child', as I want to see the Bethlehem Infant God in you.

133 Every moment consider yourself as newborn in a manger. The Virgin is at your bed-side, St. Joseph is near you feet. The Jerusalem shepherds are replaced by angels, and after them - by the Three Wise Men, who have come by beckoning of the Most High.

134 Charm your ears, My child, with the verbs of the Holy Family. For the first time the image of the Infant God is revealed to the world in the way I would like to present it to you.

135 You do not have enough righteous anger, My child. Your disappointment in the old Christianity is not sufficient.

136 If thou could see soberly, how many poisonous tarantulas, how loathsome a mass of reptiles, snakes, eels, vampires, bugs, cockroaches, spiders and other nasty things swarm in this chilling hole covered by a web! Shake off the ashes more boldly, My child!

137 I ask thee the same as Christ asked his disciples, the same, Paul told Peter, and John taught his followers from former zealous Jews.

Chorus:

Oh, the Most Divine Word

The fragrance of Christ

Of the super-celestial sphere

Christ is now married to the Bride.

The Seraphites were born of Their marriage,

Washed in the Immaculate Font

The Most High is glorified in His new

faithful sons, kindled candlesof Christ

Glory to Thee, Holy Mother!

Guard the young growth and tenderly nurture it.

 

Breathing / contemplation / meditation / ascension / the Marriage Chertog.

The new spheres, which have never before descended to the world

138 My child, I bring new spheres, which have never before came down into the world. Try to inherit and accustom yourself to them. To accomplish this, leave behind old images and thoughts pestering you like midges.

139 I could easily perfect you in the Rosary prayer, give you ten new Rosaries with comments and magnificent canticles. I could present you the list with ten morning rules and not less than a hundred blessed liturgies. But My son, the sensible, silent, contemplative and rapt theology of the super-celestial spheres is much more precious than a verbal rule of a prayer.

140 My child, understand the spheres , descending from the heaven and given to you, as super-celestial and get a fervent desire for them.

141 I understand how hard that is for you. You have already overcome yourself more than twice or thrice. First you overcame the pharisaic branding and ministered living liturgies. Then you abolished the discipline of Paraclete and raised the liturgy of the Chrysostom to a new level, and transforming orthodoxy was directed towards you, an orthodoxy that is coming to life. Yes, My child! I remember the time, when you sincerely enjoyed fine masses in places of revelation worldwide, and you ministered them with a proper spirituality…

142 But now, My child, we shall leave these former worlds. New revelation is given, and new spheres have descended for it. Zealots are already anointed, capable to dwell and to accept them.

143 They will feed only on these new springs. Having mounted up to the top of the mountain, they will ask: “Where are these new springs that have already flowed out? We want to quench our thirst!”

Oh, what a burning word! Oh, how exciting a grace! The Grail is poured out onto us. The Grail pours out the Holy Gifts onto the sea, and it changes color, to the color of Christ's Blood. Here it is, the new sea! Here they are, the new grounds! Here it is, the new joy. Here it is, the new life.

While ascending the mountain the Lord called me to be patient. We must apprehend the only perspective of seeing people: in the potential of the Theogamic ascension.

No matter what a rarefied emptiness, what holes appear in human relations, what power is extended over the souls by the Devil – in the last depth of it they thirst for the Theogamy.

 

144 Man does not have a higher vocation. And Annunciation today – is to light the theogamic candle in the most unexpected, unprepared people: confused street vagabonds, gapers, runabout tourists, young men acting as spitting camels, rockers...

 

"Existential melancholy - is unsatisfied craving for the Theogamy" (fr. Paisiy)

 


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