The bookmark was dated the 30th of March. I did not make it. The feast of St. Zosimus, who was given one duty to watch, ran from it, was dragged back by a vision, and watched for thirty years without recognition. The day after Joseph of Arimathea sealed the tomb. I am writing this down next to something. I do not yet know what.

I followed the link after Compline. I read it for two hours.

It is called Cyberbully. A literary publication out of Sydney. On their submissions page they say:

"Please send us your poetry, flash/short fiction, autofiction, critique and any other experimental forms you wish to read or show us. Our priority are writers who can write and present their work at our readings in Sydney. We want anything related to love, hate, death, repulsion, popular culture, history, violence, the future, the internet, comedy, sex, politics, economics, technology, girls, feminism, animals, fashion, fags, cigarettes, drugs, family, art, fear, and anything else you can think of. We aren't super picky about formatting and writing conventions. We accept writing that has already been published."

A confession booth that has not been consecrated, the mercy seat without the ark!!! They are asking for everything, love, hate, death, fear, the body, the future, what only the sacraments were designed to hold, and they are asking for it by email, in Sydney, and people are sending it to them, and some of it is very good, and the goodness is the part that will not leave me alone.

What they are soliciting is called testimony. John gave testimony on Patmos. He had no institution behind him and no permission. He wrote it down anyway and addressed it to seven churches and two thousand years later I am reading it in a bunker in Wollongong at 2am and it is still not finished.

I know that the vessel matters. Wine poured on the ground is not the same as wine poured in offering. The content is not separable from the container. They are offering a container. I am trying to determine what it is made of.

I have added it to my Signs and Wonders log under "The Beautiful Ones." Two entries. The first is the sunset over the Illawarra escarpment the evening before my mother died. The second is this website. God bless you. Stock up.

Let me be precise, because I know some of you on the forum think I am not being precise. I am always being precise. The appearance of imprecision is usually the reader's problem.

Revelation 6:5-6. The third seal. The rider on the black horse. He carries scales, actual weighing scales, the kind used in a market. The voice says: "A quart of wheat for a denarius, and three quarts of barley for a denarius, and do not harm the oil and the wine." A man works all day and earns enough to feed himself for one day, with nothing left over. The oil and the wine are specifically protected, which means the rich are unaffected and the poor are at the edge of survival. Keep this picture in your mind.

A 10kg bag of flour at Woolworths cost $4.39 in June. It now costs $4.86. The barley price index has increased 14.3% in the same window. The ratio of wheat to barley in Revelation 6:6 is 1:3. The difference between that ratio and the current market ratio is 0.414. I do not recognise that number yet. I am watching it.

I saw a great darkness over a large building that may have been a supermarket. A figure in a suit. A barcode moving in a way barcodes are not supposed to move. Daniel 7:23 describes the fourth beast as devouring the whole earth, treading it down and breaking it to pieces. I do not throw things away.

Added to the bunker this week: 200 feet of rope, six rosaries, one male goat named Ezekiel. Salt stores now at 580 lbs. The covenant of salt is mentioned in both Numbers 18:19 and 2 Chronicles 13:5. I am not drawing a conclusion. I am drawing a perimeter.

I have been on the imageboards. I did not go willingly. I followed a link from a link from a link, which is how all of this happens.

"The imageboards are anonymous. In Catholic moral theology anonymity is not neutral. The seal of the confessional is sacred because it is bounded. Priest, penitent, God, the specific sin, the specific absolution. What the imageboards have done is extract the one dangerous component of confession and scaled it to infinity. No priest. No absolution. No God that anyone will admit to. Just the dark. The threads have no authors. The posts have no consequences. This is not free speech. Free speech requires a speaker. What the imageboards have is emission."

I wrote the above at 3am and I am leaving it here because I do not retract things I wrote at 3am unless the Holy Spirit specifically instructs me to and so far He has not.

Revelation 16:13. Three unclean spirits like frogs coming out of the mouths of the dragon, the beast, the false prophet. Frogs. I have been thinking about the frogs for eleven days. Anonymous. Multiplying. Indistinguishable from one another. No faces. No names. John saw this in 95 AD on a prison island and I am telling you he was looking at a chan board and the frogs were the posts and the mouths were the servers and he did not have the vocabulary for this and so he wrote frogs and frogs is exactly right and if you cannot see this I am not sure I can help you.

The architecture is designed to prevent the self. No self means no accountability before God. This is the whole point of the architecture.

I have been in correspondence with the Book of Daniel about this. Things which are gathered are gathered for a reason and the reason is always revealed at the appointed time and the appointed time has a date and the date is not chosen by the people who think they are choosing it.

Cyberbully will come to a head. I am writing this down. I am dating it. I am putting it in the folder.

May God have mercy on us all. Stock up.