Have You Been Long Enough At Table, Leslie Sainz
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There’s a cat named Bridget in the sunny room upstairs. Big cats will slay you with their claws and teeth. Bridget will slay you with her cuteness.
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Freedom entangled in Strings.
One liniar Path in front.
Chosen by the Universe as the golden Child against my Will.
This is not my Body.
This is not my Personality.
These are not my Words.
These are not my Choices.
I want to tell the Truth,
yet a Screen separates our Worlds, Words falling on deaf Ears.
I can only hold the Role of the Liar in my Hands, my Thumb lingering over worn out Buttons.
A Game with limited Actions.
Nevertheless, Consequences forced upon me.
It is all an Illusion.
My Choices do not matter.
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Then the nun came back and knocked on my door and said, John, I think I have it. I know you’re very scared right now, but I’m going to help you. Please let me in.
He said: I let her in. She’d brought P—’s gun.
As they stood in that filthy hallway, he looked down at the brown collection of clothes and body. She did too, recognising, dimly, what she was looking at. He said, “Don’t. This isn’t what she looks like.” - NTN, John 1:20
Are the brown clothes due to the floodwaters, or is this confirmation of Franciscan Cristabel?
Franciscanism has a particular interest in the natural world and solidarity with the poor, and a history of reading these interests through an apocalyptic lense. So of religious orders whose members might take particular interest in a group of anti-trillionnaire eco terrorists, Franciscanism feels like a pretty solid bet for Cristabel.
It's perhaps also relevant here that the same poem by St Francis that gave us the title of the anti global warming papal encyclical Laudato Si also gives praise to God through "our Sister Bodily Death".
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Song of Songs, Sylvie Baumgartel
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