Second  Miracle
Holy  Sepulchre

When migrating from the Wailing Wall on a Friday Vigil, the Apostle led camels with his hands sheltered in reverberating Psalms. The animals appeared next to him in this basilica, also led by Vernarth, Etréstles, the others remained waiting at the threshold of theAnastasis. The camelids were already without the blindfold after having crossed the Gate of Mercy or Golden Gate. The atmosphere was hermetic and loaded as if it were raining heavily outside and the pilgrims were oppressing themselves to take refuge in the heat of the candles on sacred ground. A solemn, reverberating chant begins to permeate the wayward walls, recalling the songs that in this very place on Golgotha reminded Saint John of having traveled it with the Messiah. Uriel with his super senses kept out of tune the Vexilla Regis, for when the apostle has crossed the threshold of this holy offertory, in such a way that the harmonics were now singing if vibrating in a single nearby wave, the boundary that concentrates the line to the crypt of the Messiah .

Etréstles was accompanied by Eurydice on her side, visibly overexcited. From the height of the nave falls on Etréstles shoulder a light with an itching mass of a flower of a real flower of the Branch Diadem of the vine leaf in Nazareth. On a Friday that he dressed in a Sunday dress and they entered with bouquets in palms on their backs larger than their sizes, dragging them across the sacred floor of the basilica, all naked of ego and anxiety, plunged in a reigning and sorrowful despite the predestined demagoguery of the parishioners, of not channeling themselves next to the souls of purgatory that from today re-float with the visit of the Saint, reigning in the seen and unseen multiplied more than any day without having been more next to the Messiah, although the days were only darkness of the swamp from the flesh of Acheron in this river of pain branching off from the river Acheron unleashed in the deplored underworld, like an unhealthy swamp within a desolate landscape with downcast angels settling in the little cloud of the shard of thick incense, where the ferryman Charon would carry the souls of the recently deceased purged to the disgusting swamp.

Sovereign she… Virga…, she would illuminate her interior with her beautiful cerebrum-cerebellum, underneath the Madonna before reviving her again in a submissive and servile eternal gaze clause. Etréstles succumbs in genuflection three times before confirming the third that would make her uncover her knees before the elongated altar, here her voice is inhibited, fading from the interior like a parchment burning from the mouth to the unbridled esophagus. The three hold hands with Vernarth and the Apostle, staying that way until entering the tomb.

They meet with flattering fuss on the stone where he was anointed before being buried, and the cistern where he was anointed, and then his cross was found several centuries later secondarily housing various Chapels. From whose garden next to the skull of the rock and the stark mound Golgotha. Very close to the Herodian wall of the city of Jerusalem, and even connected to it by a causeway, but outside the walls, since Jewish regulations prohibited intramural burials, except in the case of kings.
They meet with flattering fuss on the stone where he was anointed before being buried, and the cistern where he was anointed, and then his cross was found several centuries later secondarily housing various Chapels. From whose garden next to the skull of the rock and the stark mound Golgotha. Very close to the Herodian wall of the city of Jerusalem, and even connected to it by a causeway, but outside the walls, since Jewish regulations prohibited intramural burials, except in the case of kings.

His body from quarry to garden in the Calvary skull, as the Gospels testify, must have been on the outskirts of the city, in an area dedicated to graves. From a vast quarry for the extraction of malaki stone, located just outside the walls, and which was used from the 8th to the 1st century BC. to build the buildings of the citizens. When the quarry was abandoned, this area was used for small orchards and cultivable gardens and on its rocky walls, along the hill, a series of family graves were made. Golgotha itself, the "mountain" on which the crosses were nailed, should appear as the peak of a rock higher and separated from the hill, a suitable place for the newest law of the demonstrative execution of capital punishment. Since Herod Agrippa in AD 41-42 extended the circuit of the wall of Jerusalem to the northwest, Golgotha became part of the city, and from an isolated place over time, it became an integral part and center of the city.

Etréstles with his Hellenic heart of Messolonghi, he approaches his would repose aura infra garden, suppresses his frozen feet towards his head of Greek candor of flat sustained prayer, finishes and gets up without being able to turn to see him again in this garden of stones abandoned. He retired, leaving only Vernarth and the Apostle. He runs for incredible distances, distancing himself kilometers from there to an annexed Midbar Yehuda desert area…, north of Jerusalem, to Tiqwa, where he stays for two days before returning to Jerusalem. Being here in the middle of the desert he realizes that he had lost from one of his saddlebags a sacred image, which had accompanied him from time immemorial, had been given to him by his wife Drestnia in Koumeterium Messolonghi, after his awakening. He looks for her for two days, traveling the same path that he took from the basilica, not being able to find her, until he goes to the archangel Uriel, answering him himself.

Uriel exclaims:… On your back the offertory, a few steps in front of you the Apostle, beyond the crowd looking at you. The souls in purgatory will demand your help; they will do it for you. You will have to deliver their demands to them in freedom from their purges. The Messiah en miserere from the roof will come down to love him in the open ..., on your conscience with rays and lightning, he will caress your face with his host, and those who do not enter his consecration will take them to pick them up from their own hands in your lost image, escorted by crestfallen angels crying and hugging you…!

Etréstles, goes terrified from his Anastasis and enters the palm grove of the last acid words of the martyrdom in prosody of the cross, hammering and unrolling before his eyes in a long stele of a woven shroud, presenting him with the colorful image to be rescued by his thunder soul throbbing, with numb hands and the latch of thick and inappropriate displays of disbelief. It would be a great miracle not to lose light the superior lights that bring the Sun closer in your hands. Thus the holy miracle would be fulfilled back as the ramp of a heavenly karmic boomerang silence.