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my fears, my doubts; but from the way He had of answering
me, from the gentleness of the voice, alternating between that

of the confessor and that of Jesus, from His lovable trait and
from the interior effects, I would discover that it was Him.
Ah! if I wanted to say everything about these things, I would
be too long, therefore I finish, and I stop here.

I remember that there was another war between Africa

and Italy, and one day, about nine months earlier, Blessed
Jesus transported me outside of myself and showed me a very
long road, filled with human flesh immersed in blood, which
inundated that road like rivers. It was horrifying to see those

cadavers exposed to the open air, without anyone to bury
them.

All frightened, I said to Our Lord: “What is this?”
And He: “Next year there will be a war. They use the
flesh to offend Me, and I, on their flesh, want to make My just
vengeances.” He said other things but the long time passed

does not allow me to remember.

Now, it happened that, after that period of time, news

began to spread that there was a war between Africa and
Italy. I prayed Good Jesus to spare so many victims, and to
have pity on so many souls who were going to hell.

One morning, according to the usual way, He transported
me outside of myself, and I saw that almost all people were

convinced that Italy was going to win. I seemed to find
myself in Rome, and I could see the deputies in council among
themselves on how they should carry on the war to be sure
that Italy would win. They were so swollen with themselves

as to arouse pity. But what impressed me the most was to see
that almost all these people were sectarians souls sold to
the devil. What sad times! It really seemed that the satanic

reign was reigning, and instead of placing their trust in God,
they were placing it in the devil. Now, while they were in
council, my Blessed Jesus told me: “Let us go hear what

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