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Asinello’s Trip to Fatima – 2020 – Apocalypse Now – Part 5 – The Era of Peace

Humanity is now in despair. It seems that the world is about to be destroyed. This is not, however, the case. The world is not to be destroyed but saved, and that salvation will come through the Church. The time of fulfilment comes with the blast of the seventh trumpet.  Following the blasts of theContinua a leggere “Asinello’s Trip to Fatima – 2020 – Apocalypse Now – Part 5 – The Era of Peace”

Asinello’s Trip to Fatima – 2020 – Apocalypse Now – Part 4

The angel of chapter 10 is probably Saint Michael the Archangel. He has authority over all God’s creation. He speaks with a great voice like the roar of a lion. The seven thunders answer him. The seven thunders are probably the voices of an ecumenical council that will purify the Church, strengthen the loyal andContinua a leggere “Asinello’s Trip to Fatima – 2020 – Apocalypse Now – Part 4”

Asinello’s Trip to Fatima – 2020 – Apocalypse Now – Part 3

Chapter 8 starts with a period of silence in heaven for about half an hour. What has been gained must now be consolidated, grow strong and firm. Following the warning, nobody will be in any doubt that God exists and that the Church is the only path to heaven. There will be a lot ofContinua a leggere “Asinello’s Trip to Fatima – 2020 – Apocalypse Now – Part 3”

Asinello’s Trip to Fatima – 2020 – Apocalypse Now – Part 2

Some years ago I bought a rather wonderful book by American priest Father Herman Bernard Kramer. Called “The Book of Destiny”, it claims to be a “prophetic history” of the Catholic Church that unlocks the secrets of the Apocalypse and took 30 years of study to complete. It is, quite simply, the best and mostContinua a leggere “Asinello’s Trip to Fatima – 2020 – Apocalypse Now – Part 2”

An Encounter with the Jehovah’s Witnesses

Shattered after my Phlegraean excursion, I decided to have a lie-in. But someone else had other ideas. The doorbell rang for a second time, then a third. Whoever it was was clearly not going to go away until they got an answer and no one else in the house seemed inclined to go and openContinua a leggere “An Encounter with the Jehovah’s Witnesses”

Asinello’s Trip to Fatima – 2020 – Apocalypse Now – Part 1

So, you might ask, this is all well and good, but what possible relevance could the happenings of a tiny hamlet in Portugal in 1917, have for me today in 2020? An excellent question and one that I am about to answer. First of all, we have to know that the Vatican suppressed publication ofContinua a leggere “Asinello’s Trip to Fatima – 2020 – Apocalypse Now – Part 1”

Asinello’s Trip to Fatima – The Sixth Apparition of Our Lady – October 13 1917

October 13 1917. In Russia, there was no effective government and people were starving in the streets. The darkest period of Russian history was about to begin. In the Cova da Iria, 70 000 people were tramping through the mud, some to pray, some merely out of curiosity and some to make fun of theContinua a leggere “Asinello’s Trip to Fatima – The Sixth Apparition of Our Lady – October 13 1917”

A Day-Trip to Pozzuoli

The weekend finally came around again and I decide to do some more exploring. Following the disappointments of the previous week, I had deemed it wise to give castles and museums a wide berth and to stick to outdoor sightseeing. After all, you couldn’t close the outdoors. I had quite fancied a trip to oneContinua a leggere “A Day-Trip to Pozzuoli”

Asinello’s Trip to Fatima – The Fifth Apparition of Our Lady – September 13 1917

The children now started making even more sacrifices to offer up to Our Lord. If they were given grapes or figs to eat, they would give them to poor children they met. Lucia once found a rope which had fallen from a cart. She unravelled it into three pieces and the children each wore aContinua a leggere “Asinello’s Trip to Fatima – The Fifth Apparition of Our Lady – September 13 1917”

“The Miserable Bastard” and “Dog-Shit Bridge”

The room was worse than I had remembered it that morning. The dust seemed to have proliferated in the few hours I had been away, and I was going to need expert equipment: several sponges, a mop, a bucket and, most importantly of all, two or three, no, make that four, bottles of beer. PeteContinua a leggere ““The Miserable Bastard” and “Dog-Shit Bridge””