I haven’t posted on this yet as I was initially waiting for more information, specifically if Mother had been embalmed (NO), and what sort of coffin she was interred in (basically a “cremation box” as it is called in the mortuary trade, the simplest possible coffin). Then more information came to light which I can’t discuss (sorry), that has led me to believe that I really need to be seeking Mother’s intercession – actively. I’d encourage one and all to do the same. The Communion of Saints is very, very real, folks, and it transcends time and space to form connections that none of us could ever imagine. The General Judgment, when ALL is revealed, is going to be astounding, to put it mildly.

Letter from Mother Wilhelmina Lancaster to Pope John Paul II, 19 Jan ARSH 1991:

Most Holy Father:
I see no need for an African rite.
I see no need for an American rite.
I see no need for an African-American rite.
I adhere to the Roman rite. Latin is the official language of the Roman rite. Gregorian chant is the official music of the Roman rite.
I am a subject of Christ’s kingdom, which is not of this world.
Our Lord Jesus Christ founded one Church for all men regardless of skin color, regardless of living conditions, regardless of mother tongue. Everyone must die to himself and put on Christ. “Forget your people and your father’s house,” the Psalm says.
Please, Holy Father, listen to the cry of UNA VOCE; Establish a Traditional Ordinariate Consecrated to the Immaculate Heart of Mary!—p. 100 God’s Will; Benedictines of Mary.

Happy feast of St. Joan of Arc, the only person of either sex to be the supreme commander of the military forces of a nation at the age of seventeen. How lovely that her feast falls on Pentecost Tuesday this year.

Today, this quote seems especially fitting:

“Men are sometimes hanged for telling the truth.”

Indeed.

St. Joan, pray for us.

From Crux Stationalis, of course. Press play. Repeatedly.

There is no great big ending,
No sunset in the sky.
There is no string ensemble,
And she doesn’t even cry.
And just as I begin to say
That we should make another try,
She reaches out across the table looks at me and quietly says good-bye.
There is no big explosion,
No tempest in the tea.
The world does not stop turning round,
There’s no big tragedy.
Sitting in a coffee shop
With cheesecake and some apple pie,
She reaches out across the table looks at me and quietly says good-bye.
Good-bye
Said so easily.

Good-bye
Said so quietly.
Good-bye good-bye good-bye.

https://www.ncregister.com/cna/pope-francis-has-a-fever-vatican-spokesman-confirms

Even a wretched monster like Antipope Bergoglio can repent and be saved in the infinitude of Christ’s mercy… IF Bergoglio avails himself of it. One good confession and a public statement is all it would take. So simple. Our Lord provides an EASY path to His mercy in even the most horrific situations. The only obstacle is ourselves. The only thing keeping Jorge Bergoglio from the State of Grace is Jorge Bergoglio.

The same goes for anyone.

Pray not that Antipope Bergoglio die, but that he repent and revert to Catholicism.

Thank you for everything, don Fili. You are my “Pippo Bono”. Please continue to pray for me, and for all of my benefactors and supporters.

St. Philip Neri, Third Apostle of Rome, ARSH 1515 – 1595

In this life there is no purgatory; it is either hell or paradise; for to him who serves God truly, every trouble and infirmity turns into consolations, and through all kinds of trouble he has a paradise within himself even in this world: and he who does not serve God truly, and gives himself up to sensuality, has one hell in this world, and another in the next.
-St. Philip Neri

If you know… you know. And yes, I know that Simon and Garfunkel are Jooooooooz. Thanks. Clocked that. Gotcha. Able to transcend. Cheers.

Hello darkness, my old friend

I’ve come to talk with you again

Because a vision softly creeping

Left its seeds while I was sleeping

And the vision that was planted in my brain

Still remains

Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone

Narrow streets of cobblestone

‘Neath the halo of a street lamp

I turned my collar to the cold and damp

When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light

That split the night

And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw

Ten thousand people, maybe more

People talking without speaking

People hearing without listening

People writing songs that voices never share

No one dared

Disturb the sound of silence

“Fools” said I, “You do not know

Silence like a cancer grows

Hear my words that I might teach you

Take my arms that I might reach you”

But my words like silent raindrops fell

And echoed in the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed

To the neon god they made

And the sign flashed out its warning

In the words that it was forming

And the sign said, “The words of the prophets

Are written on the subway walls

And tenement halls”

And whispered in the sounds of silence.

The most sadistic Mass murderers and genocidists in history are, almost totally unanimously, sex perverts. (Cough, high-level Nazis, all trannys, sodomites and pedophiles, cough.) Sodomites of both sexes are some of the most violent, sadistic, bloodthirsty, murderous human demoniacs to prowl the earth. You show me a serial killer, a mass murderer, a torturer, a genocidist, a Luciferian, and dollars-to-doughnuts, you’re looking into the dead-eyed abyss of a sex pervert of some stripe. Every time. Or at least enough to place a damn good wager, with a commensurately low payout.

So Target, which has been woke for YEARS, is now sweating like a tranny in a Transheuser-Busch distribution center for trying to push penis-tucking and “pride” garments on TODDLERS and INFANTS.

The literal satanist whom they hired as their “Pride” designer – and I cannot figure out if it’s a man masquerading as a woman, or a woman masquerading as a man: lets just call it “legion” – has in its oeuvre a jewelry pin of a guillotine with the slogan “Homophobe Headrest”.

Y’all wonder why I walked away from a VERY lucrative and exponentially growing business in then-paradisical Denver at age 35, and went totally off-grid a year later, almost literally shaking the dust from my sandals?

THIS is why. Because I saw, CLEARLY, well over a decade ago, that the entire financial, political and CULTURAL situation was careening toward one thing: me, and people like me, being executed in the public square, and the people doing it and witnessing it congratulating themselves for “doing the world a tremendous service.” Nevermind the MERE total disqualification from operating normally as a business person in the run-up.

This shit ends in the cold lap of Madame le Guillotine. Make absolutely no mistake. A sodomite, because he is a Diabolical Narcissist, would kill you as soon as look at you, and many of them would consider your torture a very, very satisfying bonus.

So, I might as well say and do what is true and just, while I can. Every day is a gift. And then when the day comes when I mount the gibbet, reciting Psalm 42 as I go, and am murdered by sodomites for my hamfisted attempt at Catholicism – and at this point as we see above, the smart money is on my executioners being western sodomites, not musloids – my death might serve some purpose, the most important being fidelity to the Most Holy Trinity and the One True Faith.

They are coming. Like the orcs and ultimately the Balrog coming up out of Moria after Pippin Took dropped the bucket down the well, they are coming.

Hi Ann –

Here’s something to file away under CONSILIENCE:

U.S. constitutional and constitutional criminal law have a doctrine called vagueness. A statute is void for vagueness if it does not clearly communicate its purpose to a person of average intelligence. In other words, a criminal statute must be intelligible to the workaday layman before it can impose criminal liability. Notice is a cornerstone of statutory criminal law. Vague, equivocal statutes that can be understood any number of ways are ripe for abuse by overly zealous prosecutors and political enemies.

There are similar doctrines for other areas of the civil law, such as real property. If a deed fails to sufficiently identify a parcel of land, any conveyance under that deed is void. It is void for vagueness.

Pope Benedict’s resignation purported to affirmatively renounce something, but since the Code of Canon Law goes out of its way to distinguish between munus and ministerium, merely renouncing one while implicitly retaining the other was ambiguous. His post-“resignation” acts further equivocated his intention. The entire post-event explanation was also vague. Novus Ordo Church™ says that the resignation was just like that of any other emeritus bishop (an infelicitous term so generously bequeathed to us by the springtime of Vatican II) who merely “retires” from the active ministry of his diocese. +Ganswein, on the other hand, apparently with Benedict’s blessing, laughably (sacrilegiously?) likens the move to the Immaculate Conception.

Applying the doctrine of vagueness: Ten years later, people of even above-average intelligence cannot understand or agree to the effect of Benedict’s “resignation.” The “resignation” failed to communicate Benedict’s intentions in a clear manner. Therefore, the Church cannot be bound by it. It is void for vagueness.

Were it possible to bifurcate the papacy (it is not, and never will be – HYPOTHETICAL HERE), his declaration and the manifestation of his “resignation” would still likely be void for vagueness given the inexactitude of his words in the declaration and the incongruity between what he said and how he manifested what he said. In any event, what he apparently intended was, in fact, substantially erroneous and invalid by the law itself. Even if Benedict had clearly and unequivocally communicated his intent to bifurcate the papacy, it still would have been void for substantial error. I raise the vagueness doctrine not as the true invalidating factor, but simply as yet another point of attack. Remember, this is for the consilience file wherein we operate on two different planes yet manage to arrive at the same endpoint. The same endpoint here? Invalidity.

Ideally, the Church will formulate an analogous doctrine and assert it against the Second Vatican Council and most everything following. What word could sum up the “teachings” of Novus Ordo Church™ better than “vague”? Legally speaking, what is vagueness other than chaos—Satan’s MO?

The Second Vatican Council is essentially self-negating. It says everything; it says nothing. People of above-average intelligence have collectively made millions of dollars and spilled oceans of ink trying—and failing miserably—to explain what the Council “rEaLly mEaNt!” We can do it a lot cheaper and with a 100% success rate: The Second Vatican Council means whatever the hell anyone from Cardinal Ottaviani, God rest his soul, to James Martin, S.J. wants it to. It has caused chaos because it is vague. It should be declared null and void. It should be VOIDED FOR VAGUENESS.

M