domingo, septiembre 02, 2012

Dear, do not let me lingering here alone

Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam
¡Totus Tuus, Dear!

Why do I love you so much that stars become only dust? Why do I long your presence so boosted, that the sweet rills my Mother serve me are only pictures, in the Clouds?. What is it of you that I cannot please with the treasures from my Father?

Night and day I beg Heavens for your compliance and only the Shakespeare Juliet is shown to me. I have no more potion to drink than my lovely Holy Host. Is their will be some moment in the Eternity for I hear, my bell flowers singing all over again?

It's been seven hours and fifteen days
since you took your love away
I go out every night and sleep all day
since you took your love away
since you've been gone I can do whatever I want
I can see whomever I choose
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant
but nothing
I said nothing can take away these blues,

'cause nothing compares
nothing compares to you

It's been so lonely without you here
like a bird without a song
nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling
tell me baby where did I go wrong?
I could put my arms round every boy I see
but they'd only remind me of you
I went to the doctor guess what he told me
guess what he told me
he said girl you better try to have fun
no matter what you do
but he's a fool

'cause nothing compares
nothing compares to you

All the flowers that you planted mother
in the backyard
all died when you went away
I know that living with you, baby, was sometimes hard
but I'm willing to give it another try

nothing compares
nothing compares to you

Victor, a mere Lay Messenger of the King of Realm

Free for Freedom, Rimsha

Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam
¡Totus Tuus, Pater!

«Are you a broken-hearted?, has somebody misprices my Love in you?, has some hellish mind pushed you out of My Path? Come to Me, sit at my Side. Open your pouch and place our bread and wine on My Hands for I made it a new heart in you, so much tendered, crypted and inscrutable as the Heart of the King of Realm.

Old hearts must pass away for I made ones new. Nobody will break again what I have built in you by your confidence and Me forever Lamb Self-sacrificing. I am the only King of Realm and you are my little kings and princesses. Now, get up happy and free, go ahead praying the Queen’s Song to call all people and nations, for Me to judge and set My Heaven on Earth.»

Tantum ergo Sacramentum
Veneremur cernui:
Et antiquum documentum
Novo cedat ritui:
Praestet fides supplementum
Sensuum defectui.

Genitori, Genitoque
Laus et jubilatio,
Salus, honor, virtus quoque
Sit et benedictio:
Procedenti ab utroque
Compar sit laudatio.

Hence so great a Sacrament
Let us venerate with heads bowed [cernui]
And let the old practice [documentum]
Give way to the new rite;
Let faith provide a supplement
For the failure of the senses.
To the Begetter and the Begotten [both masculine gender],
Be praise and jubilation,
Hail,[8] honor, virtue[9] also,
And blessing too:
To the One proceeding from Both
Let there be equal praise.

«Grant me, now, Immaculate Mother, Lady of All Nations, the necessary graces to always love as God loves.
Grant me, now, Immaculate Mother, Lady of All Nations, the necessary graces to defend her as God always defends.
Grant me, now, Immaculate Mother, Lady of All Nations, that personally You always were her Advocate, Mediatrix of Grace and Co-Redeemer.
Grant me, now, Immaculate Mother, Lady of All Nations, that You eternally were the permanent mirror of her soul forever.
Grant me, now, Immaculate Mother, Lady of All Nations, that You were the Queen who cares for her for ever and ever.
Grant me, now, Immaculate Mother, Lady of All Nations, Your constant presence in her soul, heart and life.
Grant us, now, Immaculate Mother, Lady of All Nations, her love for ever as we have given You all of ours.»

Victor, a mere Lay Messenger of the King of Realm.

viernes, agosto 31, 2012

Ever for people Self-sacrificing

Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam
¡Totus Tuus, People!

«Love is patient, love is kind. It is not jealous, (love) is not pompous, it is not inflated, it is not rude, it does not seek its own interests, it is not quick-tempered, it does not brood over injury, it does not rejoice over wrongdoing but rejoices with the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails. If there are prophecies, they will be brought to nothing; if tongues, they will cease; if knowledge, it will be brought to nothing (1 Cor 13:4-7).»

But why am I living as a broken-hearted. And how could I be not if the Stick of Love took longer than a blink of an eye to touch and caress me after my fault? How could I be not if the Stick of Love took longer than a blink of an eye to glide over my soul for me to hear the whispers of Love?. And boosted again!:

«The more I love you the more you despise me. My sorrows pour tears as if my Heart rained cats and dogs for claiming more love for you, while you love me so less. May I revoke you for you to go with slaves and lepers, with sinners and hellish hearts? Yes, I may though, in anyway, you went with sinners and hellish hearts. ‘I might’ revoke, because She is your Advocate conquering my soul for I always love without measure. ‘You are free to leave’ because Love cannot fill me to love without measure if I without measure were not constantly overloaded by the infinite Holy Ghost’s Love bowed at your feet’»

Jesus, I cannot call you Father, I cannot call you Friend even I cannot call you God, because you are so much more than any human word could mean to express, so agreeable Gentleness sprouting from You and so enjoyable Greetings leaping up from me. So I ask now this request to our Lady: ‘Grant me, now, Immaculate Mother, Lady of All People and Nations, that ye Vos permanent forever the mirror of broken-hearted souls and, ... do not let them ever to live without your confidence. Thanks.’

Love, that Love from Above is the Art of War. This is the Last Days of Saints Church for ever. The Door of Heaven, the Lady, is surrendered to the Red Blood of His Lamb. Then Her, the Door to Heaven with Their prayer, is opened mind to teach Who and Where is Jesus, the only King of Realm. Doesn't?

We are Legion. We do not cheat, we do not trick. Deceit is not in us, you can come when you wish. Please, ask our Mother before you come in here, we welcome you. But, the best is to start just now saying the prayer of the Lady, the American Lily, Our Lady.

Victor, a mere Lay Messenger from the Kingdom of Realm.

miércoles, agosto 29, 2012

From The Lady, a hack-gift for Revival

Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam
¡Totus Tuus, America!

Eva shown me by her post titled ‘Quietism’ a misleading about the actual historic reasons for conserving rites, traditions and hierarchical structures unchanged. LDS Anarchy shown me a disaggregating and dispersing phenomena taking course in mormon own paradigm. The American Leadership Conference of Women Religious in conflict with Rome shown me how far is being seen the returning of the King of Realm. The male/female contradiction is a common thread through these three layers. I read Anne, an irish Catholic Lay Apostle of the Returning King, whom Jesus asks for talking about His people so to help them in these dark times of humanity.

Hard challenge for me. But I am happy because finally I catched a hack-gift that may be the first step to convergence and communion all throughout the world, to struggle together for the actual paradigm be perished. Making a mystical practice of Love along this morning sprang the usual new boost peak and then was done conscious by my soul what follows: ‘I promise that my beloved will always precede me and preside every event in my home and in my entire life, so from now and ahead she shall bless our hours, she shall break our bread and she shall pour our wine to become the creative sign of Jesus at Emmaus (Lc 24:13-53)’

And from over the peak of my boost I heard: 'tell it to Elder Chantdown for LDS Anarchy tribes!'

What? ... why?. Hi, please wait a moment. I am a Roman Catholic, we have no tribes, what do you mean? And then He pushed on: 'they are enabled and indeed they are ‘in situ’ and ‘in vivo’ for heading this wave of e@motion. All people, in the name of Jesus Christ will be able to come into the Mystical Communion for the most Glory of the King of Realm, Now and Here. Purify your hearts to contemplate the Truth that is Myself and love one each other in all its refinement as The Lady says. Be in my Peace in my Freedom and do not seek gifts, they are a few, seek graces, they are an infinite. Cheers!'

While I began to glide from the boost my soul broke out saying:' Oh, my Lily!, ‘stay with us, … the day is almost over ‘ (Lc 24:29). For God brought to light renewal for the tribes on this Time (Lc 24:30) to revival the Pilgrims at Emmaus all over the world (Lc 24:45)'

Victor, a mere Messenger of the King of Realm.

viernes, agosto 24, 2012

Advocata Nostra, Salve!

Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam
¡Totus Tuus, Holy Ghost!

You, Holy Wise, Who in the Gospel left so many mysteries for the growth of our faith and our intimacy with the Holy Ghost. For us, sons of the Father, whom You gave pure hearts and pure eyes to disclose them. Recall the gospel scene when Jesus said to our Mother ‘Woman, how does your concern affect me? My hour has not yet come.’ (Jn 2:4) It does not seem Jesus says ‘no’ to His mother when in fact Jesus says just ‘no’. How could it be?

This ‘no’ from Jesus to our Mother is the nicest and richest ‘no’ that Jesus says for ever and ever. It is the dodge of the highest player ever seen by human eyes and by angelic messengers and thrones since the creation of human beings. Is usually said that this ‘no’ started the Messiah visible chase against the greatest enemy of human creatures. The most deceitful, blasphemous and homicidal rebel of the vasty deep was going to be called to the Battlefield by Jesus, the son of Mary, a mere human female.

But why can we hear until today that thunderous ovation and holy joy from Heaven and Earth sprang when His mother said to the servers, "Do whatever he tells you."? (Jn 2:5) It was not for Jesus went into the Great Combat for the Redemption, what happened after this Mary’s ‘do’. The very next to Jesus ‘no’ that you hear is the Mary's ‘do’. What did happened in that silenced time between the Jesus ‘no’ and this Mary's ‘do’? It was Her inconspicuous speech to conquer the Heart of Messiah, immediately before Her ‘do’.

As the passage bears out: Mary’s request is fulfilled, as Her requests nowadays until the Final Countdown. She is forever the Almighty Advocate before the Heart of the King of Realm. She has got the actual honor to call for favoring all the People and Nations. She is over every creature in Heaven and Earth because She is the Lady. She is commanding to win the Battle of Armageddon, embark! People of America, follow the Lady of America, do what the Mather demands from you, run fast and win! .

Neil Armstrong, we are with you. Come, take a a seat and enjoy (Close).

Victor, a Lay Messenger of the King of Realm.

jueves, agosto 23, 2012

Mystical rose

Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam
¡Totus Tuus, Pater!

Jesus, You are the King of Kings, the Lord of Lords. You are our Majesty who rule in the most inner center of our souls and nature. How could it be when we are mere human beings and human beings are almost countless -Lady Advocate-?.

But yes, it is, who is me to disagree?. By your compassion everything was done, by your mercifulness we are too co-redeemers, through the Immaculate Maternity of our Lady of all People and Nations who overcome any other invocation -Lady Mediatrix-. Then we, human beings, are not all equals because the majesty surrounding each human is not the same. We, simply pawns of your Holy Pledge in the Cross -Lady Co-Redeemer-, are here to love as You Love, to serve as You Serve, for blowing over any human the clearest incense of your Glory -pray the prayer of the Lady-.

What are solemnities and covenants, smokes and signatures before Your Throne of Love? Your real presence and your natural hands are the only hope and seal of your Real Love. We do not like either phantom or ersatz, words for utopia and promises for eons and eons are not our plight. It is not You own who breaks your bread and share your wine among us? I mean, You are what I see, your natural presence what I must strong believe. There is no deceit by You, all Love and Truth.

Mystical Rose, in Heaven from the very beginning, pray for human beings and set our hearts on fire with love of You!

Victor, a mere messenger of the King of Realm.

sábado, agosto 18, 2012

The King and the Lady calls to you, human beings.

Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam
¡Totus Tuus, People!

Here is our Majesty, Jesus, the only King of Realm. His Mother in Gratia Plena, yielded the Spirit and overpowered Her flesh absolutely. So that the Word of the Father was holy encrypted (Is 55:9; Pr 25:3) by Pure Love into Herself tied surrendered flesh. He then was born, forever living a real human life in a flesh, plenty overwhelmed by the Trinity. In His Cross They consummated the development of His Creation by the Redemption of Humanity, making the Lady’s eternal enemies Her footstool (Ps 110:1). Jesus is real and a human being; Adoni and Adonai, both at the same time.

Spirit and flesh are opposites though not necessarily they are equals in hierarchical power. The flesh, any woman and those been born from women, any man, must let the Spirit flowed untill ones human summit, for loving as in Gratia Plena. Practice of Love, in all its refinement, means loving without even the slightest shadow of taint by flesh. So is how He loves, so is how She does, Lovers. And always remember, the King and the Lady are not two but just in Love forever One.

Pray, as the Lady is commanding for you just now and «… let the power of the Lord be great, …» (Nu 14:17) and be saved! (Jl 2:32; 1 Co 13:8). Now, do not look backwards, advance forwards Right and Straight, singing the Song of the Lady! The Almighty Adonay marches before you as it is said by Truth (Dt 31:8). Hidden and shaded the highly zealous Arjuna is moving, with the Love's poisoned arrows to targets all over somewhere.

Then, today, the message is that «you, whoever human you are, can become a lover in such a manner by accepting only Him as your Redeemer, through the Co-Redeemer, the Lady of all People. So that, loving as these mighty human beings, you are redeemed and called to be co-redeemers too. Be in peace and be one of us, let you be guided and take over your chance.»

Oh, Father, You are the Power in the Wave! Gabriel, my Dear, my infant Friend, say it again: "Gratia Plena, Dominus Tecum". As said by the Lady at the Cross: «For me, Co-Redeemer, to go with our Child and too return ever forever until recover all what was lost.» This Time is our Time, We just landed to reap the Harvest. Come and enjoy, little children!

And Gabriel answered to me -- Cheers!, enjoy the Holy, Heaven, the only Realm. I am ready to please Your wishes, my friend. -- and shown me to embed this following sweet song of love:

There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.

There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all is one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

And she's buying a stairway to heaven.

Cheers, mummy

Victor, a mere Lay Messenger of the King of Realm, on 17, August 2012.

jueves, agosto 16, 2012

There is no sex in Paradise

Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam
¡Totus Tuus, Magistra!

«For my Blessed Mother, the Lady of all Nations, be forever the Mirror of your soul, if you wish. I pray as She says. She, Their Majesty, the Lady of America. Amen.»

It is a verse of a pray. Would you please, my Mother, tell me something about what it means?

«It could be worked upon this interpretation. Assume the subject as a female human. When she felt her image mirrored by the Lady, she will feel herself kindly boosted. But when she felt her image mirrored by a person who seeks its own interests (1 Cor 13:5), then she will feel herself ashamed. Because, in reverse of the Lady, a person who seeks its own interests has not firmly fixed Jesus, the Holy Ram and only King of Realm, in the most inner center of its soul.»

Cheers, I understand it! If this be so then we should expect she sought You, the Lady, and the Holy Juices poured from Heaven by your Immaculate Heart. Then, she would wish to shun evil people and its worlds. Let I be her too, oh my Sweetest Mirror. Yeah!

Co-Redeemer, my Majestical Lady,
keep me preserved to welcome with You the Redeemed!

Been created redeemed from, the very beginning.

For Canadian people, this message is a blowing kiss from me. Believe me, She is here. The sign of His now Return. Who could stand on its feet before His presence? So much Love He is!

Victor, a Lay Messenger from the King of Realm. Come, come, ...