So said INRI CRISTO:
“I am crazy indeed, because I adore my FATHER, the Supreme Creator, only non-created Being, only eternal, only Being worthy of worship and veneration, omnipresent, omniscient, omnipotent, the only LORD of the Universe. I do not worship statues; I do not bend in front of idols, like most of the “normal” people do. I do not like to take artificial drinks – what most of the “normal” people like. I do not appreciate processed food, much less the transgenic ones, that most people like. I’m not fond of ingesting corpses – no matter if it is the corpse of a chicken, or a cow, and much less that of a pig – which most people do eat. Finally, I do not appreciate anything unnatural. Therefore, all of this grants me the honorable status of being crazy. At the eyes of the contraries, this is where my craziness is evidenced. I understand my condition of insanity, and I also understand that, because I am different and live beyond the trivial, the “normal”, then the ordinary people look at me as insane. And the people who think like me, the ones who follow me, who sympathize with me even from the distance, obviously are qualified as insane too.
Prevented by my insanity, I cannot hate anybody – which usually happens to the “normal” beings. I cannot envy anybody, something that is “normal” in the Earth inhabitants. I cannot have ambition for others, because my FATHER instructed me that it is salutary, fundamental to observe the tenth commandment of the divine law (“You shall not covet anything that belongs to your neighbor” – Exodus c.20 v.17). I do not like queues, which is appreciable for most of the “normal” beings. And only someone insane like me would return even after being crucified and would present in public once more dressed without disguise. Only someone insane like me can openly say what he thinks, what he feels; only someone insane like me can speak the truth, that the “normal” beings abominate, detest, since they prefer to live in the path of hypocrisy, of fantasy, of dogmatic lures. By the way, another facet of my craziness is to prefer the rationality to fantasy. My craziness makes me see that the most ridiculous thing in a human being is someone pretending to be what he is not, while most people like to live in the illusion of appearances – consider that in the carnival they allow all this surge of normality to extravasate. I also abominate noise, music too loud, that most people like. I prefer classical music, that only the crazy ones like me enjoy. I also appreciate the popular music that brings a meaning in the lyrics, that makes me ratiocinate and analyze the significance of the message, while the “normal” ones, alienated, prefer a strident song that makes the abdomen shake when listening to it.
In this same parameter of craziness, I cannot stand the smell of tobacco, something that pleases many of the “normal” ones. I have already experienced it in my youth, but did not adapt to it. I abominate the drugs – which I have never even tried – since they do not coadunate to my permanent state of ecstatic craziness, the craziness of unconditional love for my FATHER, LORD and GOD and to humanity. I consider the drug an irreversible trip, since it deteriorates the neurons, and lately most people enjoy going through this non-return way. My craziness also leads me to want people to be well-educated. I teach the mothers to give good education to their children, what nowadays is an absurdity, an aberration. Nowadays the mothers are forbidden to discipline their offspring, meanwhile I, insane, teach them to properly educate their children, mainly to use the always current stick of discipline that is in the Holy Book (“Folly is bound up in the heart of a boy, but the rod of discipline drives it far away” – Proverbs c.22 v.15. “He who loves his son will whip him often, so that he may rejoice at the way he turns out” – Sirach c.30 v.1). My followers’ children, contaminated by my craziness, are all well-educated and do not like to approach prisons. They prefer to observe the law, while the itinerary of leisure for many “normal” people includes the item “visit the children in prison” – whom they did not have vitality to educate at home. The prisons are crowded with “normal” people – some of whom originating from university – in whose intimate visits, propitiated by the “normal” legislators, they can contribute with the demographic explosion and reproduce new “normal” beings. It is a craziness to think like me, to think about assimilating the terrestrial laws and, mainly, my FATHER’s eternal law.
The craziness, on the contrary of dementia, does not have classification in the parameters of psychiatry, neurology and psychology. Dementia is a mental deficiency, qualified in many factions, in many fragments. The craziness, however, is the mother of daring, of innovation, of revolutions, of philosophers, of poets, of artists, of inventors, of the ones who walk the path of wisdom seeking. Along the centuries, all the inventors, visionaries, discoverers, with no exception, were firstly considered crazy by their contemporaries, as it happened to Anaximandro, Galileo, Darwin, etc. since their ideas revolutionized, questioned the standards of the epoch that they lived. In other times, saying that the Earth turned around the Sun, that it was possible to fly in a machine heavier than the air, that the species evolved from primitive to most complex forms, that it was possible to communicate from long distances even without string, culminating with the invention of the telegraph, of the satellite, amidst others… finally, all these ideas originating from the divine inspiration have already been considered craziness at the eyes of the “normal” beings, since the “normal” beings do not know GOD, they do not know how GOD manifests Himself and inspires the humans. However, after the invention becomes well-known and useful, it is not rare that the accusers want to cover the inventor with laurels, knighthoods, titles of Nobel prize, etc. aiming to relieve the conscience.
Two thousand years ago, in an exalted moment of craziness, I said to the ones that followed me: “For the bread of GOD is he who comes down from heaven and gives life to the world… I am the living bread that came down from heaven. Whoever eats of this bread will live forever; and the bread that I will give for the life or the world is my flesh” (John c.6 v.33 and 51). The Jews disputed among themselves because I spoke such things, and said: “Is not this Jesus, the son of Joseph, whose father and mother we know? How can he now say I have come down from heaven?” (John c.6 v.42). By listening to this speech – characterized an evident state of craziness at the eyes of the “normal” ones – my genitor at that time, Mary, scandalized to the point of gathering her children aiming to arrest me (“Then he went home; and the crowd came together again, so that they could not even eat. When his family heard it, they went out to restrain him, for people were saying: He has gone out of his mind” – Mark c.3 v.20 and 21 / The true kindred of Jesus: “Then his mother and his brothers came; and standing outside, they sent to him and called him. A crowd was sitting around him; and they said to him: Your mother and your brothers and sisters are outside, asking for you. And he replied: Who are my mother and my brothers? And looking at those who sat around him, he said: Here are my mother and my brothers! Whoever does the will of GOD is my brother and sister and mother” – Mark c.3 v.31 – 35). See that, because I knew their intentions, I sheltered in the followers; I did not invite them, did not even allow them enter the enclosure. I also said that I would go to the FATHER and by my return, would come over the clouds of heaven and every eye should see me. Already at those times my FATHER showed me that it would happen like this in the occasion of my return. It was not by chance that right in the century when I was reborn, my FATHER inspired the scientists, the engineers, to fabricate the airships, through which I will walk over the clouds in the LORD’s glory day, also to invent these magic electronic devices – computer and television – through which every eye shall see me (Revelation c.1 v.7). For exposing such craziness, for the things that I saw and that the common people, the “normal” ones, could not see, for the threat that my presence meant to the established power, they imprisoned me and finally pleaded and obtained the verdict of crucifixion. They took me in front of the roman intervener, Pilate, who realized my condition and asked: “Defend yourself! Don’t you know that I have the power to release you, and power to crucify you?” (John c.19 v.10), to which I answered in a renewed ravishment of craziness: “You would have no power over me unless it had been given you from above” (John c.19 v.11). At this moment he washed his hands, declaring to the people that watched the trial: “I find no case against him” (John c.19 v.6). Even so the contemporary “normal” people chose Barabbas and, provoked by the priests, cried out in one voice: “Crucify him! Crucify him!”, culminating with my execution on the cross. But I had also already foreseen that I would be crucified, and that afterwards I would return and be again reproached (“But first (before his glory day) must he endure much suffering and be rejected by this generation. As it was in the times of Noah, so too it will be in the days of the Son of Man” – Luke c.17 v.25 to 35).
Finally, I am indeed crazy. My craziness is to love humanity; it is to continue, in the light of my FATHER, who is in me, loving all the creatures that move upon Earth. For this reason the mediocre, the mean, the ones who hate, envy and live in the maze of slander, say that I am crazy. Very truly I tell you: craziness and wisdom walk in parallel and their line of division is so tiny, so tenuous, that they are not rarely confused. It happens because, at the time of forming the judgment, for the layman, one seems to be the other”.
