Catholic Jihadist for Fatherland: a translator's saga

 Yeah... I don't know what to do. It's 4:16 AM. Smoking on my back deck. I will need to dig super deep to chronicle the many many miracles since December 24. Words just can't describe what happened. I was told in December that I would suffer. I wasn't sure how that could happen, since I don't get into dangerous situations. 99% of my life exists within 200 feet of my apartment. In my prayer a few weeks ago, I expressed to the Blessed Mother the difficulty in chronicling this, especially since I'm always way too excited to work on my translation. An answer shot at me like a lightning bolt before I finished my sentence: listen to Danny Boy. Yes, I did that for several days straight in a state of fasting and resisting temptations that led to the miracle of January 13 and record rainfall in Los Angeles, where I live. And I knew that the crops would be good this year. It has been raining a lot ever since!!!! So I'm befuddled. I'm stressed. She wants me to shar...

 So apparently I'm getting a lot of readers. I'm bordering on an anxiety attack right now from the need to charge! Guess I'll discuss past miracles, the Christmas Truce, the lessons of December 8 and 24, and the rest at some other point. I made a new word for the dictionary the other day as part of a broader set. These are root translations. The made up word will be derived one day, and I'm at peace with it. Also, I'm dealing with PRÈS that has little to do with 《 Close 》. No such root exists in English. I'm getting my knife tonight to make a super set, then prove from a conjecture that I've shown in the preliminary phase that the French language uses SELON and D'APRÈS improperly; that the usage should be inverted, dealing with roots to AUPRÈS and PRÈS.  Just going to say this much. This mission will one day be over. It will end one day. And though I somewhat yearn for that owing to the brutality of the project, I'm not sure I'll know what to do ...

 I'm working harder than ever. It makes sense as to why Saint Geneviève revealed herself to me on 14 July, Stigmata on 22 August, Saint Francis in September, Marian apparition on 1 November (to be discussed later), 6 November for the Rosary Revelation, 8 December with another Marian Sign. WORK HARDER, SACRIFICE, THE HEAVENS ARE CHEERING YOU ON, MY NESSIE!!! YOU ARE THE SACRIFICAL LAMB!! Yes, my Lord, my Mother Mary, my Saints and Saintes, I will sacrifice my existence on this Earth to fulfill my command. Yes, I will die if necessary. Yes, I will remain celibate. Yes, I will be branded like cattle. Yes, I will be an example for my compatriots, lonely as it can be, just as the monks were exemplary compared to the educated elite promoted by Platonism. Yes, there is nothing I will not do for you. This is war. My teeth could fall out.  I could vomit. I could shake. I will stare into death. This translation will get done. Thy will be done!!!!!! These Revelations from the Heavens wer...

End of the year for me is always Christmas Eve. Christ is born on Christmas, after all. And everything closes. I normally don't work at the monastery on Saturday but will do so tomorrow. It closes at 6 PM. Yesterday was great. Starved out until shaking and close to vomiting. Yes, the spiritual sacrifices to the Age of Heroism and Fatherland must be done. We shall rise again!! We need prayer, fasting, kamikazes, martyrs!! I wish I had my colonial sword for tomorrow  Sing a song to 1914!!!  https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=HRHQC_oPNLY&feature=share

 There are two that I can think of. There might be more. One is an archaic word whose etymology clearly points to something useful but which was not the original meaning. The etymology is geometric, but the method is Lazarus, since I'm bringing back to life an old word, then redefining it in a way that is useful The other method is funnier. So there's a word for straight that is 《 tout droit 》. How can that be translated and understood? You got an amplifier. You got a vector. There's a geometric object that is linked to that vector. No matter how you rotate it, spanning all continuous angles, the same still holds true. Then you pack it with something else: Juvéderm. The sum is a Blend. That's the Euclidean Method. If you're my friend, I'll derive it. If you're a striver, I'll taunt you. You'll have to buy my book to know how it gets done 😋 Sorry, not the most Christian behavior. Sometimes my aristocratic spirit comes out instead. I'm a Medieval ...

 Heavens gave me the answer yesterday morning at the very moment I popped open my computer. I was befuddled a bit during the day and groaning about working on it again. Constructed a whole new word for the English language. Solved Aussi, Si, Tant, Tellement, Tel. Playing with Autant right now. All roots reduced. Then I reduced Fort, Fort Peu, and Tout.  My work is totally, ENTIRELY carried by God. It is divinely inspired. People will see. I will serve as witness to the greatness of God and in belief in Fatherland. We will ALL bear witness to this. When I am done, I will have permission to be branded. I would like the entire Church to come, including my priest, as I'm branded with something about 450 degrees. I will not scream. I will accept all the pain that comes from this. I am property of God and Fatherland!! This is one of the greatest orchestrals ever made, the day that Padre Pio got certified as monk. When I get certified, it will be my greatest day. I want the branding ...