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It is not a story.
It is a real event, happened in 2004. Of course it happened with me in summer, when I was enjoying the sea-time.
At 10 PM or around, I took myself to the sea, no people were inside the water, I was alone. Totally alone, floating on my back, my eyes were beholding the sky, yeah there were stars.
I was thinking of nothing, but that was like not anymore. Gradually I started to hear whispers.
He was the Christ. Oh it is not a dream, I swear by my hand it is not.
Whispers in the water, in the dark water, I was not afraid, though it was my first time alone at night inside the water of the sea.
Perhaps it was the Christ who strengthened me to do that, and I did, and he whispered to me. Oh it were not words, and I will tell you what.
It were whispers of the crucifixion yeah, I could hear that night his whispers of his last minutes at the cross, whispering like that. Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
My eyes with stars my ears with his whispers. I was not afraid and what was strange that after this dive, I went back to the chalet and slept without pain of my rooted sickness. Messiah where are you?
Three years later I read a novel entitled [A Voice in The Wind]. The voice of Christ Jesus, which came just once to the heroine of this novel.
I walk in my house, in this room's wall hanged a cross, in another a hexagram or David Star, in another a Quran placed on a wooden shelf, inside my bedroom there is only my bed and me, where the whole worlds can meet inside me.
Imagine your home like this, I know you will vomit….
People please do not forget this semi-god, the savior of humanity…..
But what a humanity!!!!!! [/englishtext]
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