He entered my room and said: “You poor wretch, who understand nothing and know nothing – come with me and I will teach you of things you have no idea of.” I followed him.

He led me into a church. It was new and ugly. He led me before the altar and said: “Kneel.” I told him: “I have not been baptized.” He said: “Fall down on your knees before this place, with love, as before the place where truth exists.” I obeyed.

Perhaps, in spite of everything, he does love me.