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Marino Restrepo. From Darkness Into the Light
Acknowledgments
Preface
Introduction
Testimony
Colombia, September 12, 2000
My life in this world, separated from God until I was 47 years old
My Mystical Experience Led by the Vision and Revelation of Our Lord
Encounter with the Lord’s Image and Person
My Own Trial
The Role of Evil Forces in Our Lives
Our Lives with God’s Angels
The Saints: Their Presence and Actions in Our Lives
Continuation of My Own Trial
Mercy
Economy of the Soul
The Holy Virgin Mary
Conclusion
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To our Lord Jesus Christ who rescued me from darkness and led me into the light. To my children, Nicolas and Santiago, who have shared my life both in darkness and in light.
To Carmen María Navarro, Clemencia de González, Juan Manuel González (Sr), Juan Manuel González (Jr), María Fernanda Maragua de Rozo, Martha de Higuera and Jorge Higuera, all of them pilgrims of love.
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The course of my life with Cindy changed. Too many people would come to our apartment to take a “trip” for several days, and as a result, we ended up having intense love affairs with other “psychedelic angels”. We became like brother and sister; this adventure in her apartment lasted two years, after which we moved to a small farm in the countryside outside of Bogotá. Then things took on a mystical dimension due to the discovery of hallucinogenic mushrooms in a place called La Miel. Located near a crystal-clear river that bore the same name, La Miel was a renowned paradise for fishermen. We turned the place into a center of psychedelic activities. It was there a few years later that a great tragedy occurred. I went there for the first time with my friends from Bogotá. Some of us stayed in that region for three months. We would eat mushrooms and talk to the trees, all the while carrying a copy of the Bible with us. When we returned to Bogotá, we found out that many of our friends were admitted to rehabilitation centers. These and many others never recovered their sanity. Psychiatrists completely ignored the effects of hallucinatory drugs and made many mistakes diagnosing some of our friends, who, in turn, were practically destroyed by erroneous treatments. Those of us who withdrew from treatment for a while did not have much trouble regaining reality after a certain time.
In two years, my hair had grown much past my shoulders and my beard was at chest-length. It was 1970 and rock-and-roll fever invaded Colombia. Hundreds of young people had run away from their homes to join different communities around the city where they lived together. In Bogotá, the “Calle Sesenta” (meaning 60th Street) became a famous psychedelic center run by eager young dealers and traders who dressed like hippies, as all of us at the time were called. Drugs like marijuana and LSD were already in the hands of dealers who were only interested in money, and who did not share the spirit of love and peace that had initially motivated the movement.
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