Initially thought I could do it in two parts. That being said, the end is now. May y’all enjoy reading this as much as I have enjoyed writing it!
Chapter 28: Part 3
Through the flat lands surrounding the villages, over stones where the river’s water is most shallow, and into the wilderness beyond, Enoch’s feet led and Lamelech, Triomvet, Hoflan, and Kleshala followed.
It had been twenty-one days that Dedicated had trusted to the impulses of his feet when, coming to a clearing amidst some trees, Enoch found himself stop. Hoflan, Lemelech, Kleshala, and Triomvet watched from behind the trees as Enoch looked up to see mists rolling in toward him from above. The mist fell upon him and washed him in its moisture as he turned his face into the feeling of having his cheeks kissed by the hand of God; he closed his eyes as he was engulfed in the coolness of the damp air.
Opening his eyes again some seconds later into fog, he saw a shadow that stood as though a tall human through the vapors, descending behind them. As he stared toward that figure, the moisture in the air began to subside, and a being not quite touching the ground was suspended where it floated by six wings pulsing as though water, refracting light as though made of some form of organic crystal.
Enoch was so transfixed by the one before him that many seconds passed as the mists began to thin before he saw from the periphery of his eye another figure. Turning toward the next figure, he recognized a form identical save for the face which was different, though no less beautiful, than the being he had just turned his gaze from. Turning toward this second being his periphery quickly caught again his eye, much more quickly this time, and continuing to turn he rotated fully perceiving that two more being hovered around him so that in all four of these winged people with faces of such extraordinary beauty surrounded him.
As they dissipated the mists, and the sky was again blue overhead, Enoch was not sure if they were now standing or still floating as their feet were obscured by their wings. What was clear, however, was that as the engagement of themselves, as Enoch would engage with his wife, slowed, so too did the mists disperse. The light filling the clearing from overhead, the angel directly in front of Dedicated began to speak, “It has not been unnoticed, Dedicated, that you have chosen to follow a path in your life that you may understand as closely as a being such as yourself can the fullness of What Has Created You.”
After finishing this sentence the angel to Enoch’s right began to speak, “They have determined that such a path should lead any who walk it to the fullness of their desire to, as your mind might say it, know Her.”
And now the next angel to his right, “As is such, in differentiated existence, further understanding, that is experiential, not merely conceptual knowledge, dictates for this fullness of your steps to continue, a form is necessitated differing from that which you have known in your life as you have known your life.”
Finally the last spoke, “So It has offered you now the continuation of your life closer in form to us to facilitate not merely the answer of questions you have not yet understood that you wish to ask, but also that you may serve more fully Actuated Creation as It would wish to be.”
Again spoke the first that had spoken, “He knows you have already walked in understanding of separateness from the physicality you have called yourself by up until the present.”
Now spoke the angel behind Enoch, “Are you willing in the next steps of your journey with Commonness Indivisible Ever-Presence to call yourself by Its own voice to serve the ears of those who hear as you have by listening to the voice of outer appearances?”
Now the angel to his left, “If so, She will guide you to Her and form you between knowledge of her and your instinctive impulse that they should understand what they are made of as you have sought diligently with your being to know what you are made of.”
The angel across from the angel that had spoken previously spoke next, “Though infinite the work of willing service, so too will you know no pain by it as your body would suffer by your intentional creations for the sake of positive synthesis while you have known being from existence close to dust.”
The angel to this one’s left spoke finally, “Shall you join with the offer She has made you in continuity of what your existence has impulsed through you for most of your days to strive toward?”
Dedicated looked in awe from angel to angel before turning to one of them and responding, “Your words are spoken beautifully and well, though I cannot possibly understand what form my existence would take, nor what the fullness of meaning might be to exist as the voice of God. Yet it is my yearning to align myself ever with the Source of All. If this means serving That even in being as I cannot now know what it is to be, I will take the opportunity given me by the messengers sent by What I Seek with the fullness of my being as I do know now to be.
“If you would give me but ten steps more upon the ground with which I am familiar, if such a request does not offend the Lord, I would be grateful to make my peace with my own dimness due to current limitation of being with a final appreciation of what my life has been up until what I am currently perceiving. If such a request would offend, then humbly I beseech no more time be wasted that my ignorance impede upon my own desire ever to fully integrate with The Mind That Has Dictated We Are At All.”
Upon ending his reply the first angel spoke again, “There is no impediment given to your own aim of existence that your request be honored.”
In unison all four spoke finally, “Walk accordingly in service to Whom We All Serve.”
The angel before Dedicated fluttered aside that Dedicated may pass through toward the destiny he had chosen for himself. As he passed them, mists began to rise up behind him as he stepped toward the rays of light penetrating through the tops of the trees. Eight, Nine, Ten steps Enoch walked with God, and then was no more, for God had taken him.
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