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Offline Cantarella

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The Devils False Promise of Happiness
« on: January 02, 2015, 01:16:54 PM »
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  • The Devil’s False Promise of Happiness

    Written by Plinio Corrêa de Oliveira


    (See pic 1) This scene is from the island of Ischia, in Italy, after a storm. Nature has recovered her cheerful appearance and an elderly peasant woman accompanied by her children – perhaps her grandchildren – walks up a hillside. The road is not made of asphalt, nor is it lined with movie theaters, cafes, windows displays or flashy advertisements. No one in this group dreams of having a Cadillac or even a Lambretta. All are barefoot and dressed like poor folk.

    Nevertheless, how healthy they are! How their souls overflow with those simple and fundamental joys of country life! The age-old tradition of Christian austerity makes them feel so well. They are happy because they are in good health, the air is pure, the countryside is beautiful, and they are rooted in a family atmosphere full of love without sentimentality but rich in the sense of sacrifice and mutual dedication. In the simplicity of their ways, the children gather around the central figure with an attitude of true veneration. In this veneration, there is so much affection and confidence!

    We are far from belittling the benefits that civilization and culture provide. Nonetheless, by a monstrous deviation caused by neopaganism, we live in an age where civilization and culture rouse insatiable appetites and ambitions in men and artificial pleasures that destroy the Christian sense of austerity and sacrifice. The unleashed passions eliminate a certain freshness of soul whereby one can taste the temperate satisfactions of a daily life consecrated to prayer, duty and family. For the victims of this process, their existence is transformed into a tragic rush in search of gold or a frenzied dance around the pleasures of the flesh.

    We were not given life to be happy but to render glory to God. However, it is important to note that even from the viewpoint of earthly happiness, neopaganism is bad business. There is more joy in an austere and Christian society, even when life is modest, than in the fallacious splendor of a super-civilization – perhaps better said, a “pseudo-civilization”- that puts all its happiness in the delights of sensuality or the illusions of money.

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    This candid shot was taken in Moufetard Street in Paris. Walking home, a boy caries two bottles, providing for two pleasant days – Saturday and Sunday.

    (See pic 2) What modest pleasure! What triumphant and overflowing joy! How can such a meager pleasure cause so much delight?

    He is obviously a boy from a very modest social class. He is dressed with extreme simplicity though not in poverty. In classes like his, people often preserve – even in large cities – a chaste and austere joy in living a simple, toilsome, everyday life. However it is a life directly or indirectly inspired by the supernatural and beneficent influence of faith. They accuмulate reserves of peace of soul, vitality and virtuous energy that delight with any supplementary small treat, and with this they are content. On the table of a family like this, a small portion of lavishness of food and drink is enough to cause great joy.

    So once again one sees that it is not abundance of gold and much less excesses of luxury that give man the measure of happiness possible on earth. On the contrary, it is in mortification, in sobriety, in the serious and effective integration in a normal and, at times, painful daily life that man acquires that virtuous balance that affords him the pleasure of living.

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    But, after mankind abandoned Our Lord Jesus Christ and His Holy Church, all these moral values, whose source is grace, began to decline. What the devil promises man is exactly what he will steal from him. Since the dawn of Western man’s apostasy in the fourteenth century, the devil has been promising a civilization that uses technology to multiply the riches and delights of sensuality to produce a greater joy of living!

    If anyone says that true and natural water is not necessary for baptism and thus twists into some metaphor the words of our Lord Jesus Christ" Unless a man be born again of water and the Holy Spirit" (Jn 3:5) let him be anathema.


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    The Devils False Promise of Happiness
    « Reply #1 on: January 03, 2015, 12:13:00 PM »
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  • Yes, if only our society can be transformed back into this!

    We are so materialistic that people cannot find happiness in life and other people and nature anymore ... and lose sight of God Himself.  If people don't have their gadgets and toys and convenience items, then they don't know what to do with themselves.  Kids require one expensive toy after another to be entertained; when I was younger we didn't have much that way, so we made up games and used our imaginations.  But I never felt deprived; all these material things do little more than to suffocate our souls.

    When I was younger I spent a couple summers in a poor rural village in Hungary where my parents grew up.  People had very few if any material possessions.  But what they did have they took good care of.  I remember what a treat it was once every week or two to go down to a little store (by foot of course; that's how everyone traveled) to buy a little soda pop.  How good that soda pop tasted.  Or we would by some gumballs; what a treat !  Now we can down one pope and treat and candy bar after another and don't even enjoy them anymore.

    We gave some gifts to some boys in that village.  One of them was a little remote-controlled boat that you could use in the water.  My younger brother went back to the village 20 years later, and the boy, now a man, still had that boat, unopened in a package, on his mantle ... because it had meant so much to him.




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    « Reply #2 on: January 03, 2015, 12:25:07 PM »
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  • Here's another thing about that life.  Despite the potential for going hungry from time to time, there's next to no STRESS involved with the lifestyle.  Sure, people have to work hard.  But people aren't worried about paying this bill or that bill or having this thing or the other thing break, and wondering how you'll pay to get it fixed up.  I was very, very happy there.  Also, I was very happy when I was at the seminary where you didn't think at all about material things.  Not having these things is so liberating for the soul.  Really the Amish had it right ... all except for the heresy/apostasy that they fell into.  It would be really cool to have Catholic communities along the same lines.

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    « Reply #3 on: January 03, 2015, 01:25:46 PM »
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  • there are still places in the world where we can live like this..
    but often it involves leaving your family, sadly.

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    « Reply #4 on: January 03, 2015, 01:51:20 PM »
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  • After This Our Exile

    It is just as dreary out in South Dakota
    It is just as tiresome in Tennessee
    New habitats don’t help us one iota
    Take it from me

    Nor does it matter who or if one marries
    Despite what is written in romance and in rhyme
    Helen you know was bored to death in Paris
    After a time

    Our place is a permanent nostalgia
    Our peace apportioned to another scene
    Life is a pain with or without neuralgia
    At sixty or sixteen

    If we had any other hope but heaven
    If joy could fleet from any other spark
    Do you think for a moment even, my loved ones
    I would keep you in the dark?

    Fr. Leonard Feeney

    From memory so sorry if poem is not 100% correct.
    "The Blessed Eucharist means nothing to a man who thinks other people can get along without It. The Blessed Eucharist means nothing to a communicant who thinks he needs It but someone else does not. The Blessed Eucharist means nothing to a communicant who offers others any charity ahead of this Charity of the Bread of Life." -Fr. Leonard Feeney, Bread of Life