Against the erasure. With all the force of my being. In the city of the power of evil.
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I have received many graces during these difficult last six months. And I'm very grateful to have had the chance to go to the mountain (Pirin ) before the fight began, and to come down to the fight from the mountains.
But, to conceptualize this visually, imagine a fellow walking on the earth. As the graces arrive, they reveal more and more of the heavens above him. Eventually, what began as a difficult journey under a heavy cloud is lit by unimaginable heavens in a series of larger arcs above him. But there is still the same difficulty of the earthly progression, at the smallest arc of the journey, across the round planet. This is perhaps how to distinguish graces from temporal assistance. The road is difficult, but the stars are more clear.