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Svetlana de Rohan-Levashova. Revelation

And exactly then, confused and unprotected, he becomes a "tabula rasa" on which I
can write any history I wish! Believe me, dear Isidora, I make people so happy,
because, I repeat, they cannot live without a past (even if they refuse to admit it to
themselves). And when they don’t have their past, they are willing to accept any, if only
not "to hang" in uncertainty which is much more terrible for them than any alien
fictitious "history".

– Do you really think that nobody sees what is truly happening? In fact there are
a lot of clever and gifted people on Earth! – I exclaimed indignantly.
– Why "nobody sees"? The Chosen do see and even try to show it to others.
But we "eradicate" them from time to time and everything again falls into its
corresponding place.

– The same way you once "eradicated" the family of Christ and Magdalena, or
today – gifted ones? What is this "God" you pray to, Your Holiness? What is this
monster which needs all these victims?!
– Well, since we begin to talk frankly, I don’t pray to Gods, Isidora. I am guided
by REASON. Well, only the helpless and poor in spirit and those who got used to beg
for help, benefit and who knows what else, need God. They’ll do anything, just to avoid
fighting themselves! They are small fry, Isidora! And they are well worthy of being
controlled! The rest is a matter of time. Therefore I ask you to help me to live long
enough to have complete power over this insignificant world! Then you’ll see that I
was not joking and I shall have total control over Earth! I shall turn it into my own
empire. Oh, I just need time! And you will give it to me, Isidora. You just don’t know it
yet.
I looked at Caraffa punch-drunk, once again realizing that he is much more
dangerous than I had thought. I knew exactly that he had no right whatsoever to exist
further. Caraffa was a Pope which did not believe in God!!! He was worse than I could
imagine! It is possible to try to understand when a person does evil in the name of his
ideals. It cannot be forgiven, but at least it can be understood somehow... But Caraffa
lied here too! He lied in everything. And this was frightening...

– Do you know anything about the Cathars, Your Holiness? – I asked him. – I am
almost sure that you read a lot about them. It was a wonderful Faith, wasn’t it? Much
more truthful than that of which your lying church boasts so much! It was something
real unlike your today's gabble.
I think I made him angry on purpose (as I often did!) disregarding the
consequences. Caraffa was not going to set us free or spare us. Therefore I permitted
myself this last inoffensive pleasure. But it appeared that Caraffa was not going to be
offended. He heard me out patiently, ignoring my caustic remark. Then he rose and
calmly pronounced:

– If you are interested in the story of these heretics, do yourself a favour and go
to the library. I hope you still remember where it is, you do? – I nodded. – You’ll find
a lot of interesting things there. Till we meet again, Madonna.
He suddenly stopped at the door.
– Yes, by the way. Today you can meet Anna. The whole evening is yours. He

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