Christ alone can rescue His Church, but we have ousted Him in a diabolic effort to divorce Bride from Bridegroom. Perhaps the sacred magic of Hermes Trismegistus is what’s needed to banish the black magic of Enlightened man.
The spirit of modern Western man is like a faulty pressure cooker that’s going to explode, and every attempt to fix the problem pushes him further into false and malignant solutions of individualism, statism, transhumanism, and all the deceitful promises of the technological age.
It seems to me that the paradigm of rationalism—with all its chaotic relationships, ugly architecture, shallow sentimentalism, fetishization of abstractions, legal positivism, and blindness to persons—to which the institutional Church has conceded so much moral territory, must be overcome if we are to recover the primacy of the mystical in the life of the Church.
Christ is the salvation for the shipwrecked. Clinging to Him will keep us afloat in a shipwrecked world. The order He brings gives the martyr the ability to lay down his life, the sorrowful to find hope, and the grieving to find peace that the world can never give.
In refusing the Cross, we are given the rainbow. Nevertheless, in taking to heart all the proud gifts of June our fathers left us, we may in time deserve to regain the pride they had.
Rocked by years of scandals, with some still ongoing, the German Catholic church is haemorrhaging members at a record rate as its leadership proposes wildly liberal reforms to the faith.
On a tour of France’s cathedrals, Henri—now nicknamed “the hero with a rucksack”—crossed the path of the Syrian murderer and tried to protect the children from his attack.
For the Utopian, a unified and uniform mass of humanity is enabled by the “abolition of war,” which in turn can only be safeguarded by a “supranational agency, ultimately a world government.”
