The Secret

Chapter Two

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When the priest heard the door closing, and was aware he was alone, he smirked to himself from where he was seated, when the thought hit, he wasn’t so open at one time, believing in extraterrestrial life forms.  And even though, he wasn’t that enticed to hang up his collar for Scientology yet, or Raëlism, or some other whacky unearthly religions (As Mrs Flynn mentioned about) He knew, nevertheless, he, and maybe those very high up in the Vatican –along with no doubt very high ranking officials in the US military, were aware of the whole truth, and had suppressed it for decades.

 It was odd, he always thought, the evidence which proved the existence of ETs, and travellers from our future, was buried in a huge room in the bowels of the Vatican –all because the various Popes, their chief advisors, felt that mankind wasn’t yet ready to learn the truth. He knew there was a conspiracy.  Which simply spelt that the Vatican had been covering up proof of this, even long before he had played his part in the cover up?  And sitting there the realization he was all part of it now, made him feel sick to the stomach –right down to his vocation of being a priest.

That was why he felt so much anger suddenly, when his housekeeper mentioned about the Papa in Rome!  The Papa who relied on fool like her to keep him in the position he governed! He laughed softly. So he could continue to preach about Right over Wrong –when at the same time the Vatican’s walls were covered in corruption. (Naturally, one time these hadn’t been his thoughts. They only came afterwards from reading books, reading other people’s views, and considerable thought over the subject. As a young man he had loved God, without question)

He wondered if Christ had been with him back in 1978, when he was a young and foolish priest, and easily led –if not hoodwinked by authority, would he have instructed him to act otherwise!?

Even when he was training as a priest, he always felt Jesus believed in truth above everything else, which couldn’t get him to escape the notion now, that if that had been his teaching, now all that remained in the Catholic Church was secrets, and darn out lies. He guessed Jesus, if he walked on Earth now, wouldn’t have been happy where his teachings, the knowledge he wanted to part, finally lead.  Priests having been convicted more and more of both physical and sexual abuse of minors –actions that were ignored and covered up by the Church –right up to the holy Papa himself, that that silly woman Nora Flynn worshipped so highly!  As if he didn’t shit like everyone else! But evacuated his bowels in some other divine manner suited to saintly beings?

The thought of his vocation sickened him!  From all the pain the Church poured out –from the Spanish Inquisition, right on up –to the burning of innocence trialled as witches! To providing sanctuary for top Nazis, during, and after World War Two.  What a truly sick bunch of bullies he was connected with! Some part of him believed, if Hell existed, a huge part of it was in the Catholic Church! A force which either converted others, or murdered them!  Something Jesus definitely wouldn’t have approved of.  As that way of thinking would have been more suited to the Romans –who regarded the Jews as inferior; not his disciples!

He even wondered if he had been the new breed of priest.  The one who saw religion second, and position and comfort first, would he have done things differently?  After all, he probably could have sold the item for any amount of money he chose, to some private buyer, and remained an anonymous seller.  No one would have been the wiser.  Then he could have torn off his collar, and gone off with that money to buy his happiness.

He knew Mrs Flynn was wrong.  It was on account he was such a devote follower of Christ, that he hadn’t taken that action – as he weighed up his Fate in his Religion, over Earthly possessions.  Still he was always left to wonder?  He knew too, which scalded his heart that bit more.  The giver of the item had wanted him to promise he would see to it that the world became aware of its existence.  As the dying man had hopes, if various factions on Earth were finally made aware we weren’t the only life source in amongst the stars, that wars and differences –down to trivial matters –like religion, racialism, politics, would all fade out of existence.  The poor man had even told him, he had been wrong, to hide it away.  But had laughed how fear makes a person do silly things. He knew though, it hadn’t been fear which had made him do silly things.  It was his devotion as a priest!

Just as the programme drew to a close, and he bent down to throw another log onto the fire from the pile next to it, and a bit of coal from the bucket, he remembered another time another place, where he was a much younger priest.  So, so changed in his views –as his vocation then was fully placed in the Lord, God, he had sworn his allegiance to.