Thursday, June 20, 2024

Vigano! Vigano Announces The Start of His Extrajudicial Criminal Trial for Schism.


The DDF is acting.  Vigano has wreaked so much havoc and animosity among Catholics, this action is necessary.  He has misled priests, bishops, cloistered nuns and traditionalist Catholics.  He's contaminated the Catholic collective consciousness with his venomous attacks against the Pope, the Magisterium, Vatican II and especially the Liturgical Rites of the Church, Holy Mass in particular.  This indictment arrives none too soon.  Praise God.

BTW, Denying an Ecumenical Council is an act of Schism.

๐—”๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ท๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—น ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€๐—บ (art. 2 SST; can. 1364 CIC)
The Dicastery for the Doctrine of the Faith has informed me, with a simple email, of the initiation of an extrajudicial penal trial against me, with the accusation of having committed the crime of schism and charging me of having denied the legitimacy of “Pope Francis” of having broken communion “with Him” and of having rejected the Second Vatican Council. I have been summoned to the Palace of the Holy Office on June 20, in person or represented by a canon lawyer. I assume that the sentence has already been prepared, given that it is an extrajudicial process.
I regard the accusations against me as an honor. I believe that the very wording of the charges confirms the theses that I have repeatedly defended in my various addresses. It is no coincidence that the accusation against me concerns the questioning of the legitimacy of Jorge Mario Bergoglio and the rejection of Vatican II: the Council represents the ideological, theological, moral, and liturgical cancer of which the Bergoglian “synodal church” is the necessary metastasis.

Wednesday, June 19, 2024

Back to the Blog


Christ showing his wounds.

I've been posting on FB long enough.

No matter what I post there, be it personal or commentary on current events in the Church and the world, I manage to upset someone or draw mockery - especially from Catholics who can be incredibly hostile and blind to goodness.  So I post and add commentary, only to remove it.  I still keep the posts because it's a convenient archive for when I return to blogging.  That time is now.

Yesterday I remembered my dad's birthday and noted how my feelings have changed about him, as well as sorrow for my holding a grudge against him.  I was documenting a kind of breakthrough in my relationship with him, yes - after all of these years.  I was thinking of writing more.

Then my brother intrudes with a rebuke that I always bring up the past and tells me to stop.  It was exactly the type of response I used to get from my parents, my older brother and his friends.  It was how they reacted to my attempts at painting, writing - even the books I read.  It was then and is now dismissive and disrespectful, despite their 'good intentions'.

It's why I moved away from home, from family, from the neighborhood.  It's why I'm back here on the blog

I have a project, which will never be finished, but which I must continue to work on, to document until I'm no longer able to do so.

It’s not that you don’t love them anymore.
You’re trying to remember something
too important to forget.
Trees. The monastery bell at twilight.
Tell them you have a new project.
It will never be finished.

When someone recognizes you in a grocery store
nod briefly and become a cabbage.
When someone you haven’t seen in ten years
appears at the door,
don’t start singing him all your new songs.
You will never catch up.

- Naomi Shiab Nye

Saturday, April 20, 2024

The House approves!

I’m proud of America! We stand with Ukraine.


Trump, MAGA hardest hit.

Saturday, April 06, 2024

My hermit life

Linda's House

Final notes

I've been trying to get back to writing and commentary, but as I let events and controversies pass, I've come to the conclusion my writing is all very inconsequential.  

I've imagined attempting to sum up my thoughts, to finish this or that narrative, but I am perfectly content to leave all of that unfinished, incomplete, as it were.

I also no longer have much to say.  So many people online are disoriented and misled.  I'm appalled at how many Catholics have turned against Pope Francis, while so many in our country continue to support Trump, are pro-Putin and superstitiously anticipating ridiculous developments based upon an eclipse of the sun, associated QAnon myths and private revelations.  There is no way to discuss any of that seriously.

I might add, that since Darold died, I've become even more solitary, save for family visits now and then.  I've been letting things and acquaintances go, so to speak.  

It's not that you don't love them anymore.
You're trying to remember something
too important to forget.
Trees. The monastery bell at twilight.
Tell them you have a new project.
It will never be finished. - Naomi Shihab Nye

So, I don't expect to be posting anything except perhaps my latest painting - and that mostly on the art blog.

Wednesday, March 06, 2024

Return to Peyton Place - reactivating the blog

We'll see.

I'm just not writing as much, yet I still keep scrolling online.  Learning not to respond or react so fast and keeping my opinion to myself.  But I still want to sum up a few matters.  So we'll see.