III LOWER INFERNAL ARMY GRADES MOBILIZE HIS MISSION IN THE BATTLE WILL BE IMPORTANT My little angels. Slogan: To camouflage! Christ... One of the two!... CHAPTER XII My little angels Lucifer sees the seven deadly sins, lined up respectfully before him. Including Wrath, that after the crisis, has returned to the row. You are my staff, and I count on you for the great battle that I have spoken that is, at the same time, our revenge against God and the conquest of lost paradise. I own but too other forces that also interest me and I expect a lot. So, as if you could view hidden under leaves or in hollow trees, millions of insects, fierce devastating crops, Satan points the finger to legions of angels of latter category, fallen angels who followed the great leaders in their deflection. There remain, fearful, huddled against each other humbly. Have been ordered to attend this infernal concentration. And they have come all. The gnomes, elves, floggers spirits, goblins, the noisy, the amulets... All the Invisible mosquitoes, responsible for harassing, tired, exasperate men. Lucifer looks on with hard eyes, of course, but interested nonetheless. My little angels, says in a voice that would sounds paternal, do not believe I do not know your worth. In many cases, the hornet is stronger than the tiger, stronger than the angry, roaring lion. The most robust men are at the mercy of the smallest microbes, which in a few hours are responsible for sending them to eternity. Senior leaders... have to fulfill its mission with respect to a plan. You..., little angels, you have yours. It is universal, continuous, formidable. But you must exercise it, especially in the individual. You are... the infantry on the battlefield. You have to turn you into the atmosphere of men... Arise, demons of the details and small things. But the little things that prepare large. Over the centuries, all men have warned your presence, and I have baptized you with all kinds of names. What do you care?... shrug shoulders... The result is what matters. You have to distort... all the cards. Hide things to the eagerly hands looking for... The writer does not find the letter he want to answer, or the address, the book you need. The housewife will lose your keys, the grandfather, his glasses, the commentator lose your documents, the servant will break the dishes. I could go on... continue... But you are intelligent beings, evil and weavers. You understand me... I am sure of it! The little angels bowed his head and flapped in signal of enthusiastic agreement. Satan can count on them. They are his line troops, absolutely faithful to his cause. Lucifer over, smiling: I am sure of yours. You are my little ones, my favorites, my comfort. I will reward them! CHAPTER XIII Slogan: To camouflage! Lucifer is then directed the whole army of archangels, seraphims, cherubims, thrones, powers, infernal spirits, little angels, and with a thunder voice summarizes their slogans: May each of you gain awareness of their responsibilities. We prepare the ultimate battle foretold in the Revelation. My stunning victory there is prophesied by the same Christ. Oh, I know that then adds that this victory is ephemeral! But that statement is precisely the point we have to figure out between two us. That battle will be... total. Prepare it in his details. ...I invite you therefore to a rehearsal, a show of force. That day will be... my day, the day of Satan, herald of the great twilight, our last hope, our escape from darkness to light. Behold now, my last recommendation, the most important of all. Attention, increase good ear! ...A camouflage army is not a defeated army in advance. Here, from the highest to the smallest, all them should have to camouflage. And human stupidity, will help in a way unlikely. For men, we do not exist. Do you hear it? We do not exist. This colossal mistake, lodged in human brains, it must take root in them more and more. The man, brutalized by their pride, shrugs when you say our name. ...Is unprecedented, but it is. ...However, these fools, when they look beneath them, prove that there is a whole hierarchy of beings, in all branches and kingdoms. There are noble animals, noble trees, precious stones. ...This is true in the underworld. And yet... many, among the most intelligent men, affecting the belief that there is no hierarchy in the highest. They behave as if his miserable body, consisting of a particle of injected spirit into gross matter, was the supreme goal of beings and things. For them, the Invisible is empty. Do not feel intimidated therefore. Adopt all shapes, clothed with all the deceptions. Help people to grow up in its stupidity. Impulse them to ridiculous you... to fear with scary stories for children. For them... you are the devil with horns and tails, furry devil, the devil dragging chains, the ghost of the white sheet that scary at night to the kids, but it does burst of laughter at the brainy people, who believe only in what they see in their eyes, they touch with their hands and they can photograph shoot. Nothing else exists. And the rest... is our great army, our superior intelligence, angelic, and our hatred of man, our hatred to this God who made the mistake of creating all those puppets and die needlessly for them. My journey therefore will begin. Not the miserable earthy twenty-four hours day, but the astral journey, that of the angels, I get to determine the duration. ...All you will have to give me a report of your activities. All will have to do this, all those who have received the ten talents, as well as those who received only a modest penny. All must give up all, and accurate accounts. I will summarize immediately... your victories and your defeats, and bring out the consequence. See that this result... is triumphant. I know reward or punish. ...Now, depart all, full of faith in me, to your place of combat in the hateful land, that land next to his terrible fate already. I laugh... when I see these idiots toiling to rebuild their homes and churches... Wait a little...! Is not it true, my large and small demons, a terrible day again going to wipe all that, and definitely? Unfurl an active hatred, conqueror, victorious. Gather in your network... to those abominable souls. Bring them to me to grieve, to humiliate the God who loves them. And help me to fill with quivering victims, all my Hell. I never shall bring enough to appease the hunger that grips me and thirst which consumes me... I have a hurry to have them in my power, trampling, torture, drink their tears, hear and gnash their teeth... And throw all that horror in the face of God!... -Take it!- There you have, your well beloved!... ...I said. ...Go! ...Satan, watches you! CHAPTER XIV Christ... One of the two!... Great excitement was produced in the Unseen. Excited and trembling, the little angels marched early, and tumbling more and better, down to the world. They were then archangels, seraphim, powers, infernal spirits who, with open wings, rushed towards the earth, miserable dust particles floating in the infinite immensity. Each had his plan and his idea. What weight would have, in their expert hands, those miserable and proud men and, who have eyes and not see... intelligences, and do not understand... and, brutalized by their materialism, they are poisoned with the venom of all his enhanced passions! Following the departure of the militia of hell, the silence was restored. And the silence was absolute, without echo, without limit. Lucifer, oppressed, immersed in his immeasurable boredom, suddenly broke the silence. And with a voice of thunder, which rolls through space, screams, howls: -I suffer like hell! Then suddenly, tends his fist at the Empyrean, where the immeasurable and quiet glow stars, and roars: I can not win... is on its way! Christ, one of the two! ... © La journée de Satán - Pierre Lérmite
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