The Father's Condemnation of Satanic Religion

You reject God and worship the idols of an obscene, demoniac religion

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The Father’s Condemnation of Satanic Religion

(CEV) "The Notebooks 1944",  p. 39
The Almighty says:  "I continue to speak to you, man, and to all those who, like you, are worshipers of deceitful idols. There is no need to have an Olympus, like the pagans in ancient times, to be idolaters. There is no need to have fetishes, like the savage tribes, to be idolaters.

You, too, are idolaters, and with the most opprobrious idolatry, you that adore what is not true, that serve a religion which is nothing but the worship of Satan, that adore the One in Darkness

because you do not want to bow your perverted heads and even more perverted hearts before what was guidance and supernatural light for millions and millions of men who were also among the great of the Earth-and with the true greatness of the mind and the heart- who in this supernatural light and guidance found the lever for their elevation, the comfort of their lives, and the joy of their eternity and to whom the world, in spite of its ongoing evolution, looks with admiration, regretting the fact that it no longer has in itself that faith which made those great ones great on Earth and beyond the Earth.

Since the marrow of your souls is not nourished with true Faith and the knowledge of those eternal Truths which are the life of the spirit, you that have committed the crime against yourselves of denying the spirit created by God knowledge of the Law and the Doctrine given by God and call Religion superstition and describe its forms as useless regard yourselves as superior even to those great ones, who, in your view, should not be absolved of the sin of diminishing themselves to the level of a silly ignorant woman in having shown devotion to the Church and obedience to Religion, which is nothing but the substance of my Law and the Doctrine of my Son -true worship, therefore, of a true God whose manifestations are undeniable and certain. All of them: from Sinai to Calvary, from the Tomb crushed by divine power to the thousands and thousands of miracles which, over the course of the centuries, have written God's glories and the truth of his Being in time, as words of fire which does not fade out, of molten gold which is not obscured.

And like madmen tossing splendid jewels into the sea and carefully gathering pebbles, or rejecting healthy foods in order to fill their mouths with filth, in exchange for the Religion of God, which you reject, not finding it worthy of yourselves pseudo-supermen with Satanized minds, corrupt hearts, and prostituted spirits, idols, in turn, with feet of clay in the place of the Religion rejected, you then accept the demoniac worship of the Enemy of God and become his ministers and proselytes.

These are the critics of my religion; these are the judges of my Church; these are the accusers of my ministers; these are the indicters of my faithful! They see my religion, the Church, priests, and the faithful as an object of mockery and a source of degradation.

Then they, who say man doesn't need religion, doesn't need priests, and doesn't need ceremonies to respond to God, make themselves a dark, occult religion, laden with a whole secret rite which bears no comparison to the straightforward, light-filled rite of my religion.

Men as corrupt as they are or more so become its ministers, in whom they believe with blind faith, and they take the histrionics of these men, possessed by Satan, to be the voices and manifestations of God. They become proselytes-and how observant they are!-of this obscene parody of worship, of this sacrilegious lie.

Here they are. Here are the ones who, in the place of the holy God, of the eternal Savior, set the Entity and the hellish entities, and they bow down to the ground before them-these, who regard it as unworthy of a man to bow before a true altar upon  which my Glory triumphs, and the Mercy of my Son shines, and the vivifying Love of the Spirit flows, and Life and Grace come .out of a Tabernacle and a Confessional, not because a man-like unto you in matter, but rendered a repository of a divine power by the Priesthood-gives you a little host of unleavened bread and pronounces for you a formula of human words, but because that bit of bread is my Son, living and true, as He is in Heaven at my right hand, with his Body and Blood, Soul, and Divinity, and those words make his Blood rain down-which is pained over having poured out for so many of you, sacrilegious scorners of It-as it rained down from the height of his Cross, to which my love for you had nailed Him.

But do you not reflect, o pseudo-supermen made of putrid slime ennobled by no light, on your inconsistency? You reject God and worship the idols of an obscene, demoniac religion.

You say you venerate and believe in Christ and then flee from his Catholic, Apostolic, Roman Church; you set a cross in the place where you call the Enemy of the Cross and of the holy Crucified One. It is as if you were spitting the regurgitation of your interior upon that Cross.

And what greatness do you see in your farcical priests? In the mass of mine there are many who are deserving of reproach. But what about yours? Which of yours is `holy'? The best ones are lustful, gluttons, deceitful, and proud; the worst are crooked and savage. But among yours you have nothing better. Nor could you have anything, for if they were honest, chaste, sincere, mortified, and humble, they would be 'saints'-that is, children of God-and Satan could not possess them to lead them astray and lead you astray through them.

After years and years in which they term themselves instruments' in the hands of God, have they improved their nature? No. Such as they were, so they remain-if they don't actually get worse. But don't you know that contact with God is a continuous metamorphosis making a man into an angel? What good advice-later confirmed by facts-have they ever given you? None. They say one thing to one person and another to another on the same topic, for they are Satan's bait and I, I the Supreme Power, confuse their ideas of darkness with the unbearable splendor of my Light, which they cannot endure. That Light is joy and guidance only for my children, who soar into the future times with it in their hearts, not by their own power, but by its power, and with the eyes of their spirits see and with the ears of their spirits hear that which is God's secret, the future of man, and in my name say what the Spirit places upon their lips, cleansed by love and made holy by pain.

Diviners, astrologers, savants, and doctors of the Satanism which my Son condemns and which I cover with a twofold condemnation, with a threefold condemnation for your Satanic religion, which camouflages itself in pompous names, but is nothing but Satanism,

is a sin against Me, the Lord of Heaven and Earth, before whom there is no other God,

is an offense to the Son, the Savior of man, ruined by Satan, and

is an offense to the Holy Spirit, by your negation of the known Truth

-realize that I turn your occult science into foolishness and prepare the sternness of an eternal future for you, that have not wanted Heaven, but Hell as your kingdom and have wanted Satan, not God, as your pontiff, king, and father.

May God will that his word should penetrate into that heart which you know of."

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