Pope Francis had planned to feature pagan idols of a serpent goddes... That is, the Pachamama statues, which depict her in a “politically correct”, pregnant, naked woman form. He was going to do this on the closing of the Amazon Synod. Many have noticed that this pontiff’s (anti-pope’s?) subservience to pagan idol worship was to take place on the old liturgical calendar’s feast day of Christ the King. (Can their desire to de-throne Christ be any clearer?) Only days before were these same idols cast into the Tiber. Yet, this pope has such a strong conviction to salute every religion except the One under his care. He cares nothing about the scandal he causes among faithful Catholics. In fact, he ridicules them.
The Tiber had washed a dragon out towards the sea this October. And yet, the putrid thing was brought back into Rome anyway.
This has happened before. It happened in the year 589 AD. In fact, this event also happened in October, as it has this year. Then, as now, a dragon was being washed out of Rome through the Tiber. But the seeming-vanquished monster was washed back into Rome by the waves of the sea. As a result, a rank and putrid odor filled the city, and the citizens were dying off from a plague caused by the rotting corpses. Rome was saturated with rot and disease, and ultimately it took the conviction of a saintly pope—St. Gregory the Great—to lead a procession and appeal to God’s help to lift the troubles from the city.
This October, as it was in October of 589, the Tiber was washing a dragon out of Rome. But the sea of our times—that is, the multitudes, in the person of a Marxist, Jesuit, Globohomo, liberation-theology “People’s Pope”, this man of the world who denies the divinity of Christ—brought this dragon back into Rome. Now the rot shall set in.
History is typological.
I sort of guessed that the Pachamama statues would somehow find their way back up the Tiber. And I knew that scandal and further destruction would result from their return to the city. I didn’t want to say anything, however. I’m pessimistic enough when I talk about these matters. Nevertheless, it’s happened. The dragon-that-is-the-Pachamama demon was brought back into the city and held up with esteem by this current pontiff.
It is insulting that these corrupt men dare to tell us Catholics that we are the ones serving the Dragon, when it is patently obvious that they, truly, are the ones serving dragons. It is they who hold up dragon worship. It is such men as these who hold gatherings in a building that resembles a serpent—outside and in—with a half-digested Christ at the back of it’s throat.
And his tail drew the third part of the stars of heaven, and cast them to the earth: and the dragon stood before the woman who was ready to be delivered; that, when she should be delivered, he might devour her son.
Revelations 12:4
We live in a time when our superiors are men deserving no respect. All of their credibility should be gone by now. But it isn’t. There are still millions upon millions of people who are so powerfully gaslit and so incredibly ignorant of what’s been happening, that they scoff at anyone who has dared to take the Catholic Red Pill. The pope’s closest comrades snort cocaine off of each other during drugged up gay orgies, and yet the New Order continues unabated, uninterrupted, and unnoticed.
Folks, I think that much, much more is going to have to happen. Much much more.
