Today is the day Pope Benedict XVI has died.
Is there something going on here that we do not immediately see, and what does this mean?
First, consider some numbers. This day—which happens to be a Saturday, the seventh day of the week—also happens to be the seventh day of the Christmas octave. Seven is a holy number of God, and it feels as though we see His fingerprint on the timing of this situation. Furthermore, this day is the last day of the year. And so, we can say that this pope would not live to see the end of his final Christmas octave, his final Christmastide, or even the final hours of this monumental year.
It is curious and ominous that Benedict appears to be barred from seeing 2023 in this life. Just as Moses was not allowed into the Promised Land, so also Pope Benedict will not be allowed to step into the “promised land” of the New Order Church he worked so hard to facilitate.
Next, I want to immediately point out that Pope Benedict died on the Christmastide Feast of St. Sylvester. St. Sylvester is the 31st pope, and his feast day is the 31st day of December. Does Pope Benedict have anything else in common with St. Sylvester? Definitely.
Pope Benedict is like an opposite—a negative image—to Pope Sylvester. A doppleganger.
St. Sylvester was the first pope to not live an uncertain life of danger, persecution, bondage, or martyrdom. He lived at the dawn of Christendom, when Christianity became publicly accepted and sanctioned. He was alive during The Council of Nicea, and he lived in a time when holy church fathers had to stand fast and overturn the deeply evil heresy of Arianism.
Pope Benedict is the opposite. He’s been a prisoner for years. At first, he was an ever-present soft target amidst a cadre of spiteful prelates who watched his every move. And once he became the Supreme Pontiff, he would eventually flee “for fear of the wolves,” leaving a partial resignation that’s troubled the faithful to this day, and spending the rest of his years under watchful eyes, a prisoner in the Vatican. This is the opposite of how St. Sylvester ruled.
Furthermore, unlike The Council of Nicea, this pope participated in the bent council of Vatican II, and he’d live through a handful of even greater corrupting synods that further distorted authentic Catholicism. Pope Benedict tried to maintain a continuity between Catholicism and this New Order that Bergoglio is forcing into existence, but ultimately, his successor would make it absolutely clear with his own words that there never ever was a “hermeneutic of continuity.” With Bergoglio’s Project-Gladio-Deep-State-World-Economic-Forum religion, Chrislam, just on the horizon for 2023, it is clear that we are about to see both the end of the public Mass and Christendom as we know it.
Moreover, while the noblest men of Pope St. Sylvester’s day fought with their lives against the satanic heresy of Arianism, Pope Benedict did the opposite. He, rather, did his best to soften up the laity across the world to the traps and lies of this incoming new false religion. He was there at its foundation. He lived in the moments in which the Church decided to ignore Heaven, ignore Our Lady, and hide away the Third Secret of Fatima that warned of all of this.
St. Sylvester was there at the dawn of Christendom. Pope Benedict died at its sunset. St. Sylvester brought life and vitality to the world, as the gospels would be spread to the ends of the earth at Christendom’s peak. Pope Benedict brought the Church euthanasia.
The two men are bookends for Catholicism. There is a lot of symmetry in this situation. And this is why Pope Benedict’s death on St. Sylvester’s feast day once more shows that there is a Creator, that there’s an order to history, and that what is to come might very well resemble those centuries before St. Sylvester’s reign.
Indeed, I find this circumstance just as striking as that moment when lightning struck the Vatican upon Benedict’s resignation. I think that next year and in the years after, we will no longer have to look for subtle, nuanced signs and coincidences anymore to appreciate the times we live in—as the miraculous and the diabolical will be very obvious and public for the entire world to see.
