[Catholic Caucus] Poetry inspired by the Synod on Synodality: "Our monotonous talk"

Rorate Caeli ^ | July 7, 2023 | James Baresel

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[Catholic Caucus] Poetry inspired by the Synod on Synodality: "Our monotonous talk"

Synod.va asked for people to compose poetry inspired by the synodal process. The following, with apologies to and admiration for T.S. Eliot, was submitted by James Baresel, author of many excellent articles on the traditional Mass. -- PAK

We are the hollow synod
We are the bloated synod
Walking together
Heads filled with straw.
Our monotonous talk, when
We gather together
Is loud and meaningless
Like Bernard Häring
Or when women are wearing
Priestly vestments.

Religion without morals, without divine judgement,
An almost spent force, Modernism in motion.

Saints of past ages
Who crossed into heaven
Think of us as lost
Cruel souls and as
The hollow synod
The shallow synod.

This is the dying Church
This is the synodal Church
Here graven images
Are raised, here they receive
Idolatrous worship and supplications
In the Vatican.

Orthodoxy is not here
There is no faithfulness here
In this valley of aging Modernists
In this ecclesial Death Valley
This attempt to break Christ’s kingdom.

In this meeting place
We avoid rational thought
And grope together
For warm fuzzy buzz words.

Faithless, useless
Modernists reappear
Like a repetitive nightmare
Multitudinous errors
Of the devil’s dark kingdom
The fondest hope
Of the empty synod.
Between the conception
And a new church’s creation
Based on sheer emotion
Will come God’s response
Synods overshadowed by Tradition.

This is the way synodality ends
This is the way synodality ends
This is the way synodality ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.

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Ping

[NorthMountain]

In all things poetic, I defer to The Bard:

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's The Synod's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
-MacBeth, William Shakespeare

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From Bergoglio's angelus, yesterday, July 2:

“The Spirit has distributed gifts of prophecy in the holy People of God. This is why it is good to listen to everyone. For example, when an important decision needs to be made – let us think about this – it is good to pray first of all, to call on the Spirit, but then to listen and dialogue trusting that each person, even the littlest, because they have something important to say, a prophetic gift to share.

Pope: prayer is the gentle force that protects and sustains the world

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In the realm of faith, a gathering unfolds,
But caution whispers, as the story unfolds.
A synod, they call it, with intentions unclear,
A path diverging, from truths held dear.

Beware, oh faithful, for danger may lie,
In the shadows of this heretical sky.
For wolves may hide, dressed in sheep’s attire,
Seeking to lead astray, with cunning and desire.

The synod’s purpose, a veiled disguise,
To challenge doctrines, that we recognize.
To question the teachings, that have stood the test,
And sow seeds of doubt, in hearts at rest.

But hold fast, dear souls, to the ancient creed,
The truths handed down, in word and deed.
For heresy may dance, with enticing allure,
But the rock of faith, remains steadfast and pure.

Let not the winds of change, sway your belief,
In the timeless truths, that bring us relief.
Stay rooted in Scripture, in tradition’s embrace,
For there lies the path, to God’s eternal grace.

So guard your hearts, with vigilance and care,
Against the whispers, that may lead you elsewhere.
Stay true to the faith, that has stood the test,
And let not heresy, disturb your soul’s rest.

For in the face of challenges, we shall endure,
With faith as our shield, and truth as our cure.
The heretical synod, may come and go,
But the Church, unshaken, will continue to grow.

[MDLION]

The liberals are purging Shakespeare from the schools. He witnesses too much to Eternal truth and how murder and sexual sin end in insanity.

[NorthMountain]

I learned The Faith in my youth. When men come preaching 'another gospel', I know it to be

[NorthMountain]

This is why it is good to listen to everyone.

Eons ago, Eve, then Adam, had important decisions to make. They listened to "everyone" ...

And here we are today.

[NorthMountain]

The Bard was also an exquisitely talented poet and playwright. And he was White.

Therefore, he must be overthrown in favor of incompetent "wymyn of color".