An unofficial appeal to the priests

You I address now, ones listening and ones not heard. You I address now, who the Word of His Son deformed for your own sake and from your own misunderstanding.

And all diseases will be gone

I stopped. I stopped when have noticed a picture, totally breaking all conceivable and inconceivable laws of human logic. It wasn’t simply strange … it was … somewhat ridiculous … amazing.

And on the screen...

A blow – and the opponent has bent. Running jump – and a kick in a stomach. The opponent falls down. A rattle from a throat.

Blow. Blow. Blow.

Angel

- Greeting, people! - Angel smiled.

- And who might you be, we wonder? - they muttered.

- I am a son of God, - answered Angel. - I have come to aid you.

Guardian Angel

- Yes? - my snow-white Guardian Angel turned to me and smiled warmly. - Have you called for me?

Angel

- Greeting, people! - Angel smiled.

- And who might you be, we wonder? - they muttered.

- I am a son of God, - answered Angel. - I have come to aid you.

Weapons of our age

Highly respected weapon-bearers, weapon-forgers, weapon-lovers and weapon-users!

Believer

You are a faithful one, right? Say, a true Christian, strictly carrying out all Church rituals. Greatly, immensely devout person.

Beloved one

He triumphed. He was in the seventh heaven.

She loves him! Loves!

Beloved one

He triumphed. He was in the seventh heaven.

She loves him! Loves!