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Tilt!
Conversations with Virgin Mary Saturday May 29 “Oh no. Tilt.”The word flashes in red, and the ball goes limp—flippers locked, momentum gone. A moment earlier you thought you had the angle, the timing, the control. But the machine decided otherwise; one nudge too far, and everything you’d built—points, progress, the fragile sense of mastery—vanished with…
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Broken Heart Syndrome isn’t poetry—it’s diagnosis.
The narrative explores themes of personal grievances and the repetitive nature of life experiences, likening them to a soap opera. Characters grapple with unresolved family issues and the impact of belief on physical and emotional health. Ultimately, it emphasizes the importance of reshaping one’s mindset to unlock new perspectives and move forward.
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Unleashed
The post reflects on the profound connections we have with our pets and children, highlighting how our treatment of them influences their behavior. Through personal anecdotes and conversations, the author explores themes of kindness, understanding, and the importance of reconciling with past relationships, particularly with family, to foster healing and trust.
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Don’t Wait Idly
Conversations with Virgin Mary Friday, May 26 Waiting idly is a waste of time. Use these moments for your benefit instead, try practising presence. Tonight, you’ll have guests, so you decided to make something special for supper, Tacos al Pastor: First the marinade—twenty-four hours soaking pork loin in dried chiles—then another twenty-four hours sous-viding, because…
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Your Thoughts are like Shoelaces
Editor’s Note: This piece continues my encounters with Jorge — a chemical engineer by trade, yet a priest by chance.
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The task left to those unseen
Editor’s Note: I continue to share the letters Jorge entrusted to me. He insisted on calling them his correspondence with the Virgin Mary, though there is no way to confirm whether these texts are a form of channelling or simply Jorge’s imagination—his own way of wrestling with demons or gods. The writings arrive like fragments…



