THE CRUCIFIED-RISEN ONE
Pic from Internet I, humanity, the whole world, we are fatally wounded. We are broken, tormented by death. But we are growing constantly towards something greater. The Crucified One, he is the mirror of our reality made of violence, sin and death. He is an obscure image that still does not succeed in extinguishing the obstinate fire which is burning under our ruins. The Crucified One is Risen! He tells me about the long march of nothingness towards being, the long road of the night towards the light. He tells me about the long journey of death towards life, of nonsense towards meaning. He shows me the not very glorious stage that we have attained, but already he lets me catch a glimpse of what we are becoming. He tells me that all that chaos will lead to Beauty. That End attracts me. It attracts everything. It attracts the whole of the universe. I feel that it is inscribed in the DNA of the world. The Crucified-Risen One tells me about the great childbirth of the