If we didn’t know that it’s not worth mourning the past (glory to God for everything!), we would say: how much time (and resources in general) we wasted on heretics, antichrists, priests-priests… But someone had to do this too. Yes, we were a bit like vessels of dishonor, from which the Lord watered our brothers with bitter medicines (shame (“dishonor”), insults (“outrages”), reproaches, understandings…). But later we realized that we would get more profit if we became vessels of honor (see Rom. 9:21; 2 Tim. 2:20-21). And to achieve this, it is necessary to modernize our farm through repentance. The brothers said they would help, and they have already invested a lot in our “pharmaceutical business”… So, if you still see medicines in sharp verbal packaging in our apothecary, know that these are leftovers that were in stock, today we no longer produce such thought-medicines; these are remnants from those old times when we were still burning with the fire of polemics, discussions with heretics, antichrists… from the time when young wine or blood was still playing in the veins… But be especially careful with these medicines—because it is possible that their expiration date has already passed and it is dangerous to take such medicines without the prescription of a spiritual advisor—an allergic reaction of judgment and delusion may occur, as well as all the negative consequences of this allergic reaction. (For example, we might consider someone a satanist, a heretic, an enemy of the Church, a criminal—but in reality, he is already a saint, already repented: for example, Saul (Apostle Paul) after conversion-baptism, the good thief, who “first” entered Paradise; people who did not know about their repentance cursed them, feared them, hated them, considered them heretics, antichrists, sinners… but they were already saints!!! Therefore, carefully look at the expiration date, contraindications, and how to use these or other medicines—each thought-medicine comes with instructions. If you received medicines without instructions, demand that they be given to you (because perhaps the lazy packer-arranger Junyo forgot to put them in), otherwise set these medicines aside in a place inaccessible to “children” (those for whom these medicines are contraindicated in any dosage)).
And these Men also tested us, saying: the New Testament has been outside the window for 2000 years, and you, dark villagers, walk with dull sickles of pagan religiosity and earthly wisdom (philosophy and scholasticism) of a haughty carnal mind… Fortunately (for our grandmothers and us, idlers, because we would have drunk ourselves to death…), they did not close our “collective farm,” promised to help with its modernization, and to send our guys to courses (these Gifts and Charisms must be able to use…). Glory to God for everything!
Oh, we got carried away… it’s time to end this story, because if the Boss sees that I haven’t even started arranging the thought-medicines from the basket, he will twist my head (he always scares me like that, stimulating the idler to work…), and you know what a headless guy is, reckless… And if you are interested in this inspection-review and want to learn more about it, clarify some nuances, then we can correspond and communicate—the email address is at the end of the shelves…
…Are you still here?! Strange! I thought I was already grumbling to myself, that you were already having tea with Romchyk in the Transfiguration or discussing your charismatic renewal with Pepe through the baptism of the Holy Spirit?! What, what? There’s no way to leave our rural backwater before evening?! Well, since you’re here until evening, if you don’t mind, you can help me arrange the thought-medicines on the shelves… or just take a walk around our collective farm…
And now, before starting the joint work (I hope you volunteered to help, to work a little for the common good of our farm), let’s recall the rules of behavior (and thinking-attitude) and safety techniques in our apothecary.