Is an intervention of the saints possible compared to an intervention of the man over Destiny? Is the saint - which man defined as a superior stage of that man's love - capable of really having Free Will? To answer such a question, we shall have to first define in details the notion of saint. It is well known by all what saints are in different popular mythologies, but what are the saints in coaxialism? The saints are a superior form of love given by the man to them, nothing else than an Image of the Man, an alter ego, but precisely due to love which is the ultimate form of love, saints receive certain supernatural through which they could act on the plant's destiny. Once man is an Image through the Image of his own Destiny, Saints becomes an image of the image, of this Destiny, so they identify to the creator of the image, to the one that can catch the image of the Destiny from outside it, being able to intervene on the Destiny which is the image of the Unique Accidental Occurrence that infinitely succeeds. Even if the creator can intervene on the Image of the Destiny, he will not do it, because it would become an Intended Occurrence and it would disappear forever.
It is possible to claim only through extrapolation, by abstracting, by redrawing the man from his voyage of his own imaginary Destiny that the Creating Factor and Unique Accidental one, the Matrix Word of Love is a God of man, because the Creating Factor and Unique Accidental one is the attribute of the Matrix Word of Creation and determines the image of Knowledge, it is a stranger to existence even if he determines it. It is a stranger and it is outside the existence because the Existence becomes a mere Personalisation of the Person, and the existence, just like other personalizations before it, has a infinity of opposites, and our Creating Factor which is Love, determines this infinity of opposites of the existence, thus making whole the infinite worlds of Knowledge, worlds of The Image, worlds of reflection, worlds with DESTINY!
I repeat, not the man does it, because he has nothing to say on his own destiny, because how the history of the human past is written and that book cannot be changed, so is the future which will be a part of the history and his book neither can be changed. The only free way given to man to act on his destiny is by love. The man can and has the capacity to love or hate. By having love man also has Holiness and Faith and thus he becomes religious. Everything that is Holy receives other new meanings throughout the historical evolution. The term ‘evolution', as I have said it, is inadequate to a world which has a destiny, but it is the closes to what I want to express now. The saints are those who receive supernatural powers from the man. They can do Good or they can intervene in the human destiny.
I understood how great the print of this Creating Factor and Unique Accidental one is, that he is truly love and towards who we have to act with the same love he conceived us, because everything he did was to make us feel his love, but this was not possible without a world in which the love to be reflected in one way or another, and the worlds of the Mirrors are the so-called worlds of Images, of Destiny, of so-called Knowledge which is in fact an image of Destiny. Nevertheless, cannot this image of Destiny be changed from this vision full of tragedies that the human society has at least for now?
Are we only Love and nothing else or the debauchee of this Love since we are so abandoned precisely by Love through the inquisitive destiny of mankind? How can we be left by that Love that we want so anxiously when we wake up in the dawns of our birth? We cannot be abandoned by ourselves because this is all that is left in us: Love and nothing more! We are always abandoned by the Love in us as well, but especially by ourselves because no Love can last forever, except in books or fairytales, outside us. Even if we made all that is possible not to leave Love, it leaves us because in this Image of Destiny that is our world we are not allowed to be happy unless we know in the Illusion of Life that happiness is that horizon line that always runs further away quicker we run towards it, if we know that Love only kills us is we want it never to disappear from within us.