Peace to your heart!
My son, I am calling you to God and am not being heard. Many of my children remain deaf to my calls and have a heart that is hardened to my voice, to my words as a Mother.
Many insult me with their terrible sins and offensive words, and they doubt my messages, discrediting them and thus leading so many of my children away from the path of truth. If my words which I say with so much love and concern are not true, are their words full of truth, said outrageously, without charity and full of hate?
Pray, pray, pray much, ungrateful humanity, because terrible pains are falling upon you and will increasingly befall you, making you shed bitter tears for having remained deaf to my maternal voice.
Merciless, cruel and barbaric men will attack the Holy Church, and Rome will be completely destroyed. Italy will drink the bitter cup of pain, because she has sinned so much, but not only her; many other nations will also be destroyed because of their lack of faith, love and respect for the holy works of God.
I am sad, my son, because I have spoken and called you [plural] to God and have not been heard; I have given you so much love, so many signs, so many graces, so many blessings and yet I have been despised and offended. God is not happy! … Placate his justice as soon as possible, otherwise you will have to bear the weight of his powerful arm and his justice in a terrible way.
I bless you, my son, and all humanity, in the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.