77 - JACOB (Max). Autograph manuscript. 2 pp. small in-4.

JACOB (Max). Autograph manuscript. 2 pp. small in-4. A POIGNANT MYSTICAL AND MORAL MEDITATION. “My God, I stand before You with my poor, vile temptations, my struggles as a weak man, and You stand before me like a living statue of perfection. Jesus is perfect, and He is so close to me with His merciful gaze. My God! Forgive me my sins; help me to make this meditation to the best of my ability. It is the Last Judgment. One cannot even begin to imagine this terrible spectacle. I will come like a thief—when no one expects it. I will come on a cloud. This coming is the Last Judgment... To imagine the end of the world scientifically is a mistake; to imagine the sun going out, to imagine celestial bodies colliding—none of this is in accordance with the Gospel. The sign of the Son of Man will appear in the sky... CONTEMPLATE TIME, THE AGES, AND LOOK AT YOURSELF NOW IN THIS INFINITY OF CENTURIES. Examine yourself in the face of the infinity of centuries: A TWISTED WORM, TWISTED BY VICES, PASSIONS, VAIN ASPIRATIONS TOWARD AN IDEAL, AND CALLS WITHOUT CONSEQUENCES. These few years in the face of so many years, these few years poisoned by sin...” See also No. 6, CUBISM. – JACOB (Max).