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Aug 2020
Chapter XXIV
Messiah of Judah

It should be fulfilled as predisposed by Vernarth, by always having the contemporary desire to melt the trumpets, and then recast them, manifesting him to lead him to meet his most fervent past, reunited with his brother apostles and the omnipresent Messiah. The archangel Uriel sent him this plan that he had for him, as an offering that was always fertile in the face of any possible threat of disobedience. Indissoluble and whole they climb the Eurydice, stowing the supplies for this long journey like a Messianic proclamation of the blade of a cross-helix of Zeus, who has already opened these waters together with the evangelist. They board and the anchor is lifted, Procorus made encouraging signs to everyone, dismissing them and then returning to the hermitage. The others were embedded in the waves of the roadstead of Skalá, Raeder played with Petrobus on the deck laughing at all times where everything seemed embarrassment and sadness. Eurídice would go to the mask for a few days, to take everyone and guide them; this guaranteed that they would always have good displacement and navigate without having any details.

Vernarth describes: The apostle would settle on the deck near the prow, while I organized the sails and the powers of Uriel, who would always be close giving them the zephyrical winds of the Metelmi.   Taking the route from Patmos in the Aegean Sea through the northern Dodecanese islands. Saint John when he went off the west coast of Turkey he prayed and was remembering the port of Skalá. Patmos…, its "Island of the Apocalypse", is leaving behind the picturesque monastic island, with traditional white houses, blue and crystalline waters and with its vibrant spiritual life. Where Saint Ioannis heard the voice of God and wrote the Apocalypse, as well as the three small cracks in the rock through which came the voice that symbolized the Holy Trinity before him. They pass through Rhodes, the largest island in the Dodecanese in Greece, announcing Uriel of the ancient ruins and the remains of his occupation were by the Order of Saint John during the Crusades. The city of Rhodes has an Old Town with the medieval Street of the Knights and the palace of the Grand Master, similar to a castle. The palace was captured by the Ottomans and later occupied by the Italians. The Apostle could only remember the place of passage when he went about his ecclesiastical duties.

Limassol, Cyprus

With waters too Greek Cypriots, of what is current they arrive in Limassol / Cyprus. Here they land one day. They descend from the Eurydice and head for the Paphos route. To the archaeological treasure,  keeping in its memories, neighboring the Greco-Roman theater, built in the second century BC, and today restored. They pass happily rolling through the vestiges of time, all thanks to the timeless Parasychological Regressive Memory that Vernarth was narrating to them as always. They cross the private Roman villa, the House of Eustolios, which was converted into a public recreation center during the early Christian period. It consisted of a complex of baths and rooms with floors covered by beautiful mosaics from the 5th century AD. Other important buildings are the Paleo-Christian Basilica dating from the 5th century, a Nymfeo, dedicated to the nymphs of the waters, and the Stadium, from the 2nd century AD, which is located a little further away one kilometer from the site. Transfigure the cordon of the mosaics of the House of Achilles and the House of the Gladiators, in a perfect state of conservation, which with their precious colors covered the floors with the same carefree footsteps of each one belonging to the vivid tones in his great work.
Here Saint John kneels and prays profusely for the souls of Christians who have fallen into the stigma that the first miracle of this pilgrimage through Limassol will entail. Everyone was silent. They leave Cyprus, and go to the port of Limassol to board the ship.  Being very pleasantly surprised by the unexpected visit  of Etréstles who was up on the ship. Everyone jumps for happiness! Seeing that the Koumeterium champion of  Messolonghi, Vernarth's brother, was added to them.
Vernarth: Khaire !! Happy is my soul, which flows like a psalm of blood, carrying your image through the flowers of Limassol! They all hug him and get ready to lift anchor!

Miracle I
Limassol

“On this vertebral nature in this pilgrimage of uprooting of the Apostle, the first miracle will happen before the eyes of all. The land was darkened analogously to the landscape, the sea shone like a mirror showing them the feet of the Messiah floating in the Sea. The storm clouds settled and ran over the surface of the sea like sheep in their Oviedo ..., in the palm of the Nazarene they were blowing on them their ***** the heat that this surprising stampede will produce.

The apostle embraces them all and asks them to get closer to the anchor line, to lift it over the seabed where Creation rests. The Apostle, approached with his bony little hands snatching the swivel links that are located near the point of the anchor lever. He presses with his hand the rope of the Tracontero, invading with his thumb nail the creeper shape of his lines. He began to pull it several times ..., every ten meters he looked at the sky and noticed that some majestic abnormal glows shone. He remains jealous before the eyes of everyone else, moving in the ship as if they were at sea under the ultimatum of a great storm.
Saint John looks at himself in the mirror of the water, and he saw how his body pulled himself, as his Master did in Galilee, he saw how everyone laughed and delighted in stopping time to laugh with him inaugurating a thousand years of psalms . There was no more than five meters left to remove the anchor from the anchorage, and he feels it was excessively heavy. Which he asked for help from Vernarth and Etréstles to help him get it out of the damp mass, they help him and the three of them pull unanimously to the rhythm of their revealed eagerness, until from the ramp of the wood overboard they manage to see a great golden circle of about three feet in diameter, made of solid gold, which gleamed, blinding anyone who dared to look at it without faith, which made it very difficult for everyone to participate in this great miracle festival.

It was a massive medallion of solid gold with the stigma of Mary mother of the Messiah, supplanting all the anchors of the ships so that the ship represented the base of devotion at sea, as a sign of closeness to the Messiah by means of pulling faith towards oneself ..., so that in a period greater than that which the sea needs to release again as a gold weight, rather as a refuge to save ourselves in the perfect mathematics of picking it up, what is night and obscurantism succumbs more than self-personalization of the duties to preside over human yearnings, transfiguring them in the diaphanous dawn as time and space assigned to the number in its perfect science of meeting the medallion, which whenever it has been in you as a sublime overwhelming consciousness and ..., still existing without the need to return to pull the anchor ..., but rather pull the gold medallion. For the seven consecutive days it would take them to get to Jaffa, and then drop them off in Limassol.

Just as everyone was dumbfounded all falling down not being able to see more, or perhaps not having more to say about the ruse that could be combined with the space where the fleeting beams of light that emitted the aurified sphere intervened, as in the house of Affliction of Bethany, attracting with great love to all to feel anointed by the scent of their heads. The apostle understood that the path of wise senility from the books of wisdom and Saint Luke was approaching them, to permeate everything created well given to scatter it from the womb that interprets and delegates it faithfully, in the application of his work.

Vernarth describes:

"Jesus calms the storm ..."
When Jesus got into the boat, his disciples followed him. And suddenly a great storm broke out at sea, so that the waves covered the boat; but Jesus was asleep.
And coming to Him, they woke Him up, saying: Lord, save us, we perish! And He said to them: Why are you afraid, you men of little faith? Then he got up, rebuked the winds and the sea, and there was a great calm.
And the men marveled, saying: Who is this, that even the winds and the sea obey him? –
Matthew 8


Leonardo Da Vinci "Last Supper Passage"
“Then you shall cause your brother Aaron to come to you from among the children of Israel, and his sons with him, to serve me as priests: Aaron, with Nadab and Abihu, Eleazar and Ithamar, sons of Aaron. 2 And you shall make holy garments for your brother Aaron, for glory and for beauty. 3 And you shall speak to all the skillful craftsmen, whom I have filled with the spirit of wisdom, and they will make Aaron's garments to consecrate him, so that he may serve me as a priest. 4 These are the clothes that they will make: a breastplate, an ephod, a cloak, a plaid woven tunic, a tiara and a belt; and they will make holy garments for your brother Aaron and for his sons, to serve me as priests. 5 And for this they shall take gold and blue, purple, and scarlet cloth, and fine linen. 6 They shall also make the ephod of gold, of blue, purple, and scarlet cloth, and fine twisted linen, the work of a skillful craftsman. 7 It will have two shoulder pads that meet at its two ends, so that it can be joined. 8 And the skillfully woven belt that will be on it will be of the same work, of the same material: of gold, of blue, purple and scarlet cloth and of fine twisted linen. 9 And you shall take two onyx stones, and engrave on them the names of the children of Israel: 10 six of the names on one stone, and the remaining six names on the other stone, according to the order of their birth.
"In the biblical symbology of the Apocalypse, the number seven is recurrent and that is why there were seven apostles chosen by Leonardo da Vinci.

Saint John the Apostle says: The Last Supper tells me the greatest love of having him close, as if he were in my house celebrating, gathered to stamp the facts in which he cuts my bread towards the millennium of becoming, to classify all the dates that we will commemorate united in the sustenance that will nourish the Earth for ever and ever. In the stigma of this medallion, I will have to revive all my memories before arriving in Jaffa, before even walking again in the solitude that haunts us forever and ever, even without understanding by any means, the crumbling and disorderly existence that passes beyond death that is reborn in our non-existent Faith.

They all sail in silence, all asleep on the deck around the medallion that did not stop shining and bathing them all in its splendid theology. All lie asleep and hypnotized with pleasure, the ship moved alone, at the will of the sacred wind that carried them in seventh silence, so that the puffing shoes of the night would not wake them up even a seventh dream next to the massive gold medallion. Eurydice was still in the happy mask, now to lead everyone in peace, towards the meeting of the apostle's ancestors, towards the dawn of the secular dawn in Jaffa on their seventh insomniac night ..., when they arrive in the seventh turn of the clouds in their fading climate with Aion and Zeus, being mere spectators give the bullet to the tormented of the riddled lost.
MESSIAH  OF  JUDAH
Jose Luis Carreño Troncoso
Written by
Jose Luis Carreño Troncoso  M/Chile, San Antonio
(M/Chile, San Antonio)   
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