One night in Paris
Thursday, 09 April 2009 17:51
When INRI CRISTO arrived at France when he was expelled from England, he lodged in the room n° 19 of “Hotel des Deux Gares”, placed in Fauboug Saint-Denis Street, n° 162, in Paris. And the LORD told him:
“It has come the moment to destroy with fire all these documents, because the name written in them does not correspond to the truth, it is not your true name. So far I have hidden you like a thief (Revelation c.3 v.3) through these documents to protect you from all the enemies of this century, which are the princes of the churches and the false prophets; but now it is necessary that you destroy them by fire, beginning by the passport. Now it starts the most painful time of your reproach, because without documents everyone will repudiate you, except some of my children that will recognize you. You will be imprisoned, expelled and humiliated, but I will be with you and, at the end of your suffering and reproof, I will make the earthly authorities give you official documents with your legitimate name that you have paid with your blood on the cross. From that moment on, any living being that calls you by any other name after the consciousness of your true identity and your true name, which is INRI CRISTO, will be cursed”.
INRI CRISTO, after fulfilling the will of his FATHER, LORD and GOD, had to abandon the hotel without documents and without destination, as so his financial condition demanded. While he walked through the streets of Paris – a soulless city like all the other contemporary metropolis – it was getting dark and he had to face the idea of not having a place to lean his head. He then found a Moroccan in the despair of his incurable illness who was graced with a flash of light. The Moroccan recognized him and begged: “Set me free from my pain and my illnesses”. Full of compassion, soon INRI CRISTO placed the hands over his head and said: “According to your faith you are healed”.
The Moroccan was owner of many buildings in Paris, but his greedy condition allowed him to offer only ten French francs for the Son of GOD. INRI CRISTO, feeling the threatening coming of the night, pleaded that instead of money, he preferred a place to recline his head; and the Moroccan took him to an old building of his property. However, right at the moment that the Son of GOD received the key of a little apartment, the Police arrived. For lack of documents, they detained him and, after a long interrogation, gave him back to the cold Parisian night.
INRI CRISTO did not have other alternative but going back to the Moroccan’s building, who took him to Hotel Ibis, explaining that the lodging he had offered before was not free anymore; in front of INRI CRISTO, the Moroccan paid in advance for one lodging in Hotel Ibis. When he said good-bye to the Moroccan, INRI received an invitation for a small meal from a Lebanese Christian who had recognized him. At this moment a Police vehicle approached and detained INRI again, this instance to a truck which had inside a small police headquarters. After meticulous interrogation, they liberated him. However, as it was a distant place and late at night, in a gesture of respect the Police took INRI back to Hotel Ibis, whose doorman declared that the lodging was not available anymore. The Police, indignant with the situation, exclaimed: “How is it possible, if it was paid in advance?”, and received as a response: “It is a problem of the previous doorman”. INRI CRISTO was then given back to the sodomite Parisian night.
Tired and hungry, INRI CRISTO went inside a cabaret, one of these places that remain open all through the night until early in the morning to assist the lovers of night, the bohemians and the prostitutes. In the deepness of their miseries, these sinners were touched by GOD, who made generosity grow into their hearts, and they gave the Son of Man something for eating and drinking. They also gathered fifty-five French francs and put into INRI’s bag; even in such lugubrious place, they received the blessing and the forgiveness of their sins.
It was already very late, the weariness and pain of reproach increased, but INRI CRISTO continued his tireless search to a place for reclining his head. He passed in front of the train station “Gare du Nord”, in Paris, and sought for shelter inside it, but he was then informed that it was not possible to stay at that place.
Next, INRI CRISTO found Michel, the first man who gave him attention when he arrived in Paris. When INRI was questioned about what he was doing at that place at that time of the night, he then explained his condition and told part of his history. Michel told him that, with those fifty-five French francs that the bohemians and the prostitutes had given him, maybe it would be possible to afford a room in a simple hotel, and invited him to be taken in his automobile Citroën. Together, they started a new search. However, from hotel to hotel, the answer was invariably the same: “Full! Full!”, and some of them already had a board with this abominable word written: “Full!”…
From a certain moment on, Michel was discouraged; he was tired and needed to sleep. Despite the fact of living lonely in his apartment, he could not take INRI CRISTO there because he feared the reproving reaction of his neighbors. The Son of GOD could not endure the fatigue anymore and asked him: “So why don’t you let me sleep into your car?” However, anxious to get rid of such uncomfortable company, Michel imperative and decidedly answered: “No! It is very dangerous. If the Police finds you, they will arrest my car because you do not have documents”. Next, he stopped his black Citroën, opened the door and, giving INRI CRISTO back to the night, told him in authoritarian and irrefutable voice: “Sorry, I need to sleep!”
So, the Son of GOD entered another promiscuous cabaret and got shelter amidst the bohemians and the prostitutes to escape from the cold, more and more difficult to endure along the night. When he searched for comprehension in the prostitutes and the bohemians to face the pain and the vicissitudes of reproach, a Spanish socialist approached him and, looking at his white tunic, told him: “I do not believe in GOD, but if you want, even so I take you to sleep into my apartment”.
At this time, the sun was about to show its first rays, in the imminence of another day. INRI CRISTO did not hesitate: he immediately stood up and, together the Spanish socialist, walked to the subway station. Over there he was informed that the first train would leave 5:45 in the morning. INRI CRISTO was ready to patiently wait, filling his heart with encouragement, as he apparently was in the eve of giving rest for this tired body, and he wondered about the high price that he paid for having reincarnated in the century of the hardened hearts. All of a sudden, the Spanish socialist fled away without looking back.
INRI CRISTO, surprised by such attitude, was intercepted by his FATHER, LORD and GOD, who comforted and strengthened him, explaining such tenebrous and agonizing night with the following words: “Cheer up, my Son, cheer up! All this pain is necessary to provide that you have consciousness of the legitimacy of your identity, and that the Son of Man does not have where to lean his head”. The LORD ordered him to go to the “Gare de Montparnasse” and use his last resources to buy a train ticket until the small city of Ramboillet, placed in the department of Yvelines.
When INRI arrived at Ramboillet, he had to face again the hardness of the human heart. As he did not find anyone to offer him a shelter for resting, he was taken by his FATHER, LORD and GOD to the forest of Ramboillet. INRI went into the forest and realized that the night was over; the more the time passed, the most inopportune and threatening was the visit of cold. At the same time that INRI contemplated the beauty of the sky, the magic of the stars as much as the nature all around him, thankful to his FATHER for all such marvel and sublimity built with so much perfection, in a painful paradox he had to surrender to the cruel reality of his body’s shaking, because it was colder and colder.
INRI tried to have shelter under a tree that, inert and indifferent due to its own vegetative condition, did not give him any warmth. He then covered his body with his inseparable mantle, which so far served him as a sheet; however, as the mantle was shorter than his body, when he covered his feet, his head was exposed to the cold, and when he covered his head, his feet were freeze. He hide his head inside his bag, but suffocated he realized that it was impracticable. The cold was growing merciless and the land where he tried to rest his body, instead of protecting him, in its natural inactivity, even absorbed the heat that his body produced.
At these moments, INRI CRISTO had the faculty to comprehend how tenebrous is the scourge of cold when there is no shelter or enough clothing for protection; so, as the last and only option, INRI invoked his FATHER, LORD and GOD, knelt down and humbly asked Him: “Oh, FATHER, why do you allow these things happen to me? What shall I do?” At this terrible moment of extreme hallucination, his body was possessed by a transcendental heat that was confused with the delirious joy of the vehement and ineffable manifestation and materialization of the Supreme CREATOR, who heard the pleas of his Son and said: “My beloved Son, I have led you to this place and subjected you to these trials to give you power even over the cold, so in the fulfillment of the difficult mission that I have entrusted you, you will fear not even the weather adversities”.
Then INRI CRISTO, the Son of GOD, protected by the divine heat, from that moment on could sleep calmly; he was awaken only by the singing of birds that announced the coming of a new day.
