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While the Angels are still being written, I thought a contents page would be helpful:

1) Essays on a Version of God that isn’t religion-dependent . . .

2) A year of short stories . . .

3) The Beginning of the Chronicles of the Angels of Eden . . .

 

May you enjoy!

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Forgive me for not posting the last couple of weeks. Walks and concerts and slicing a finger, etc . . . I’ll post again toward the end of the month, but I’ve made an agreement to rest my normal posting schedule until then. So, until the end of the month when the angels WILL return, take this humble offering and enjoy! (And an extra link toward the end of a favorite, short, SNL clip of mine.

The Name

When the name was spoken, it no longer was what it had been; it had become something more; the same, plus. And so the names continued to make it more still, for what was discovered after many names had been uttered was that so had been created awareness by virtue of the fact that a being could point back at those things of which it was a part, and thereby itself.

Before the name was spoken, It had no reason to think in terms of itself. Once the name was spoken, it could. After that was only the simple realization that it could never be named; for if no tongue could exist from the beginning of time to the end of eternity, then its fullness could not be uttered in fullness.

And so has it ever, it speaks its own name alone for any who wish to stop speaking, and listen.

(As promised, click here. Peace!)

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In the beginning . . .

If and when the physical format materializes, I think what is to come will be part two of a four-part division of Volume one.  Most likely part two, begun below, will be called Part 2: After Enoch.

Chapter 29

Way up in Heaven, Origin Of All Existence perceived the sons and daughters of Adam and Living occupying the span of time during the life of Methuselah, and They spoke to Their Self concerning earthly creation and all that transpired there.

“It is prerequisite for the sake of Our own existence that We allow for all possibility to take place as We have upon the Earth. Having done this, however, choice would seem usurped should We have continued to allow beings without the possibility of choice to indulge their sense of pleasure upon those with choice whose choice is taken from them by these beings whom they have no means of fending off from using them as they wouldn’t want to be used. For humanity to function, these servants of Ours must be made to stop sewing their seeds amongst them.

“We should not have allowed them presence as they’ve had it amongst the humans to begin with! We knew the inevitable actions We must take as the inevitable results of not commanding them not to use the human beings as sexual playthings from the moment we gave them physical form. The responsible thing would have been never to allow them to have their fun with the humans’ bodies to begin with.

“Ech, We Are What We Are. We would have been less than Ourself had we not satisfied Our knowledge of consequence without the physical occurrence by which alone We can be understood through actual presence to be Absolute. Having satisfied Our actuality, of course the obvious transpired beyond this one 1000-year moment in time We are noticing the conversation We are considering upon recognizing this as we do all other moments in the simultaneity with which we perceive them.

“So The Metatron spoke Our will that Our servants not again impede upon the existence of choice, put upon this initial in-bred experiment, of Ourself contained within the vessel of material existence made animate.”

At the completion of the fullness of creation of concept of actualization at a particular coordinate of time in conjunction with a point in space where a particular being existed at that time, Metatron took the part of the concept directed to be a message to that particular being, and manifested itself in that perceived presence to direct the mind of God in a spoken form to the ear of the predetermined recipient best suited to fulfill the intention that one other descendent of in-bred humanity should survive where none others of that family, nor the bastard offspring of the angels, would survive.

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Excuse intermittent deviations from my typical posting between now and mid-August. I actually have the next chapter prepared, but it sits in a notebook in my car, and I have a date to see Ms. Lily Tomlin tomorrow in Napa. Time to take time out for fun. A new post WILL be up for next Sunday, however. In the meantime, please check out the link below . . .

Peace!

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In the beginning . . .

Chapter 28: Part One . . .

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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If you haven’t read any of this yet, might I suggest you start: In The Beginning . . .

Chapter 28: Part One . . .

Chapter 22 (Enoch meets his wife) . . .

Chapter 28: Part 2

Months later, free from thought as subtle plans and preparations were made, Enoch let his wife know that in three days he would dedicate as long a moment as she’d like to her.

The next day a great celebration filled their house as family from all around came to wish Enoch good travels on his journey to come. The following day Enoch made the last of his physical preparations for his walk; clothes, food, a certain stone he had found while visiting the city of Dedicated. On the third day, he wandered down to the river, early in the morning before his wife had awakened, and sat with his feet submerged in the cool, flowing water. His eyes shut, his mind silenced to himself and filled with the world surrounding him; the coolness of his feet, the sound of water and birds and wind, the firmness of the ground and the warmth of the breeze. He arrived home that night, shortly after opening his eyes, and wrapped his arms around his wife, who had long set her body to rest for the night, as he lay down beside her. He breathed in her scent and smiled to feel his heart beat surrounded by her warmth as a tear fell from his eye in gratitude and contentment at where his life had led him. He fell to sleep in her comfort and awoke to the same with her as she too awoke to contentment, and a tear, in his arms.

Before he had said the words, she responded to them, “First you owe me the price of your life in Our Common Creator’s hands.” She bade him dress as she made them breakfast before taking his hand and leading him far from the village where all the others had only begun to awaken from the sun.

She held his hand as she led him ever onward, finally to the river bank where first they had met. On the river bank she brought water to his body, washed him, and he did the same for her. There, where first he had seen her face in the light from above by the flowing waters, there their heads touched and they knew each other throughout. For seven days and seven nights they stayed intertwined as watches banded together to observe from the trees for far longer than initially they believed they were going to. It was then that Lamelech and Triomvet knew that of the four who would monitor Enoch on his journey, they would see him through wherever his feet would lead.

When at last, seven days later, their heads parted from each other, Enoch’s wife again bathed him in the coolness of the river and the heat of the sun, kissed him deeply, then led him back to their home where he had spent most of his life laying his body when it had need of rest. They held each one last time through the night, face to face, each knowing who existed behind the face of the other. In the morning, after consuming food, they kissed deeply, and then, once she had let go of him, he left.

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In the beginning . . .

Chapter 27 . . .

Still a little strapped for time lately. Another three-parter, but a bit more substance substance in contrast to the sandwiching that formed chapter 27. Enjoy!

Chapter 28: Part 1

He entered their home late at night, his feet tired from a very long walk from Dedicated to East of Eden. As he entered their bed, and wrapped his arms around his wife, he could feel her smile in the darkness. Feeling his heart satisfied by her warmth, he decided upon that feeling that he would wait until the morning came before informing her what steps he knew he must now take. With a heavy, grateful heart, he waited for the light of the sun to waken him from a cocoon of bliss mixed with a mind whose singular disruption was too loud for the continued contentment that otherwise silence would bring.

“I wish to ask for your permission, Isha.”

“When, my husband, have you not had it?”

“Nonetheless . . .”

She noticed the heaviness of his eyes as they looked toward the ground in a far corner of the room.

“Look to me, my husband. What thought could be in your mind to weigh your head away from my face?”

“The thought, My Love, that I ought not be here longer.”

Now it was she who paused in heaviness as her mouth hung just slightly open, still in indecision of what answer to make. She swallowed, and he spoke.

“Returning at last, and finding my peace with you, I heard an emotional impulse, brief, as though it were a voice, and in this I understood the meaning. I understood the meaning for as it was interpreted instinctively in my head-brain, my emotional center was tranquil at once in affirmation of what I thought the impulse within me to mean.”

“Why, my husband, will you not be returning?” She responded as though hearing what was upon his tongue’s tip before he had taken the time to form it there by conscious volition of his intellect.

“I do not know, Love. Merely, my feet will not sustain my walk where I arrive, and that it will not be an unpleasantness.”

As she recalled the unpleasant fate of Adam not 57 years prior, she was made uneasy to recall what they all had seen of him, as though a bird fresh for de-feathering. And she was about to speak –

“No, Eden, I do not believe his fate will be mine. Though, I know I will not be able to hold you again as I have been blessed to once I arrive where I am going.”

“Then you have decided this already, husband, and need no word from me to set yourself where your feet will carry you. Begone then!”

“No, Wife. Though I may hear an echo through my mind for as long as my days, until I should become as rigid as the first man dead, if such is my fate, without the joy in your heart for who I am as I am lead on, as is my wish where my heart connects with what moves my feet, I would not break my covenant with you. Rather I please your decision than the whims of my selfishness should the loudness enter your mind as I seek to empty it from mine.”

For a moment she stopped and stared at Enoch. “Will you be leaving immediately, then, at my acquiescence?”

“No, in not so many days, but not immediately.”

“Then I will not hold you back from following what has led you to myself to begin with. I cannot imagine a louder burden to my own mind should I demonstrate ingratitude for the very reason our life began. Only, I know I will miss you besides, and will not take joy in that fact. You have but to make me one promise, and my blessing is yours.”

“You have but to speak it.”

“You will bid me farewell before you leave, and in that moment let me sate myself upon that moment for so long as I desire.”

“It shall be done as you have spoken.”

“Then, Husband, your feet will carry you where they will, and the life that we have created together will fill my heart though I’ll not feel yours beat next to mine again.”

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In the beginning . . .

Chapter 27: Part 1 . . .

Chapter 27: Part 3

Zarnuchtron, and Warmoot decided to return to the lands occupied by the descendents of Adam as Randolfy and Lemisslept decided to reside closer to the city of Dedicated. Warmoot and Zarnuchtron bowed deeply to Casarta’s grace and bid their fellows goodbye before taking up the journey with Childreth and Kakarnan at the edge of Dedicated to witness the path of Dedicated whom walked always with God upon his mind.

.  .  .

In the home of Cain Enoch bowed deeply to his host and hostess whom had housed him for the greater portion of the year; with whom he had shared tales of the descendents of Adam, the intrusion of the angels upon the daughters of Adam, and the lives of the offspring of Dedicated in the same-named city. Dedicated marveled that adam existed where the common father of he and Cain had never sewn his seed, and wondered after what he had been taught him that in the beginning only Adam had existed, the sole human creation of All-Existence-Common-Uni-Being-Endlessness.

And so Dedicated bid the city and cousin that bore his name a fond farewell and began walking in the direction he believed his wife to be, where he had known her to be last, for when he silenced his mind and cleared his thoughts, it was her face that shown clearly to him beyond any other silence he could allow to occupy his self.

As he turned to look a last time upon Dedicated, he beheld it with gratitude as he turned again and set himself toward the place he had known best upon the Earth as his home.

.  .  .

Turning to his wife, Cain spoke, “I am grateful to know that my father began a tribe of humanity after my passing away from him, even if they are ignorant of the fullness that exists beyond where they have so far been.”

“Husband,” replied Camphire, “I am grateful to see wonder and gratitude in your eyes for what your life has brought you.” She gazed within his eyes as she spoke, and as he extended his hands to her, and she took them, he was happy gazing back into the eyes of the consciousness that had brought him to a life far beyond the scream that had filled his ears from his chest so many centuries prior.

.  .  .

In the city of Dedicated, that night all citizens felt their cheek kissed by a warm breeze as dreams of sweet tastes filled their resting minds.

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Recalibrating myself a bit, so I’m going to break this chapter up into pieces. Slow but sure, may you enjoy!

In the beginning . . .

Chpater 26 . . .

Chapter 27: Part 1

Enoch was in fact quite surprised to see Enoch next to his father, for Enoch looked as though he were five hundred years older than his father.

As he approached, Enoch smiled warmly at the man entering the room, who shared his name. “Can we get you a cup of tea, Dedicated?” He asked.

Dedicated smiled as he responded to his cousin, “Yes, Dedicated, I’d like that very much.”

Cain looked up to his distant nephew and smiled though his past pulled at him as he braced himself for answering questions about the beginnings of his life, “What has brought you to the city of Dedicated, Dedicated?”

“I have spent my life walking with God. Knowing that there may be an end of my days once I perceived the dissolution of your father’s being, it came to me in my contemplation on That Which Created Me that I spend some time walking with Our Mutual Source of Experiencing All Perception as I haven’t before. And so, as I walked, my legs led me finally to Nod.”

Cain smirked to himself recalling the journey he had once made from east of Eden to Nod.

“And hearing the almost unbelievable story of the inn-keeper in Nod, I felt naturally compelled to seek out the city that shares my name to find out what several months ago I never would have imagined I might be able to learn about myself.”

It was as he was finishing his thought that a woman who looked to be almost as old as Eve herself entered the room.

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Between a road trip to my state’s capital, and turning 30, the next installment of the story will be next week. Enjoy from now till then!

Peace

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