by Donovan Neal
El towered over Satan, and slowly the Almighty’s form diminished to where he took on the features of a man, aged and weathered beyond his years and spoke.
“You come back to the realm immortal after exile. Neither dost thou come alone but with armies to sunder this land. And even now you stand defiant before me? Very well, speak thy petition; for with what request dost the self-confessed enemy of God ask that I might do unto thee?”
Lucifer’s eyes narrowed and his face hardened in determination and he glared at the Almighty and mouthed his supplication.
“I do not believe that thou art Alpha and Omega. Indeed, I believe thou hast cast a ruse over the whole of Creation. That God Almighty…is a lie. That all things have a beginning…even thee. But who but I hast had the power to stand before thee and accuse thee even to thy face? Who but thine own son: a son whom thou hast claimed to love would attempt among angelic kind to make petition to the Almighty? For alas, doth Creation fear thee for naught? For you allow no other paths of choice to exist save those that lead to the outcome you allow…your worship. No other options but the ones you determine. I decree that the way of the Lord is not equal. That love doth not exist in the Almighty. For what is love, if we are coerced to love? You give benefits, but are they naught but attempts to sway love towards thee? For thou art a jealous god even as thou hast said. What vanity exists if the Almighty cannot stomach love directed towards another? And what do you do in your jealousy? You cast out. Therefore, I adjure thee to prove thyself if love exists. And spare me the sacrifice of Yeshua. A token to but reclaim that which was lawfully given by Adam. Your ruse in cloaking yourself in flesh was brilliant: well played indeed. I will even consent that your love for the Adam is strong. But what of thy love to us? To me? You profess to be love. You desire to show thy love? Then show no partiality and give to me what thou hast given Adam and his kin. Lay down thy life and show me the Beginning. Yeah before even I. Know this, that except I shall see with mine own eyes thy face at the beginning, and handle thy hands, and see what lies beyond Creation herself, I will not believe.”
The Lord looked upon his wayward and lost son and replied, “You do not know what you ask. Nevertheless, that which you have asked shall be given even unto thee.”
The Lord God then took on the form of blackness. His person no longer that of the weathered old man and the God who was light. But his features slowly changed to an inkish onyx black.
A black that crept menacingly over Lucifer.
A black encased in black, and onyx shrouded in ebony. And the deprivation of his senses was if the bristle of sackcloth fell over the skin of the angel, and Lucifer fell to his knees and struggled to breath, for his lungs could no longer capture the air his kind needed to survive. Anxiety rushed over him and he attempted to use his own body to generate light. But the Lord God was over him, and the stuff of light could not be found to emanate from his angelic body. Quickly engulfed in the person of God, the enormity of the Almighty overwhelmed him and Lucifer fell as if he had fallen in a deep pit with no bottom, and the sensation of vertigo overwhelmed him.
Fear quickly enveloped the angel, for he had asked in pride to know what else preceded God and the voice of the Lord God Almighty overwhelmed the angel with nothingness.
“You asked to see the face of God,” said El. “The Alpha, that state of being prior to God. Behold and see the answer that you seek.”
But Lucifer saw nothing but blackness…that there was no state prior to God.
Just blackness…nothing.
For unless the Lord himself decreed light a desire: light was want to peek into the realm of existence. And where ever the angel sought to see: nothing but the vastness of God stared back at him. A God that chose to create, to love, to bring order from nothing…into something. All things were made by him; and without him was not anything made that was made.
Lucifer himself suddenly began to dissolve into nothing. For before God there was nothing. Therefore there could be no Lucifer. Thus, Satan himself was now given a lesson like none other; that his own person was merely allowed by the whisper God gave for his existence. For nothing existed, not even choice: in the absence of God. Yea, freewill itself and the subsequent choices which followed were nothing but manifestations of God’s allowance. His permissive will to allow creation’s spread. And here in the darkness Lucifer was tutored that to seek the Void was merely to seek one’s own oblivion.
Because before God there was no other. And no eyes existed to behold what you think would lie beyond, and no mind save the Lord’s existed to comprehend even a reality apart from God.
Nothing but God alone.
No ambition, significance, or love. No hate or desire. No good or evil.
Naught existed unless God spoke it.
And God was for the moment silent.
Satan beheld that save the Lord himself moved there was indeed nothing to move. He was the first mover, the first cause. El was indeed the Alpha. The Beginning and the End. That the words of the apostle Paul was a human epiphany not just about God but about the state of reality itself: that in Him we lived, moved and had our being. A reality by revelation Lucifer himself was now privy to see. The true apocalypse of kings. But only for a moment: only before he himself would be snuffed from existence.
And Lucifer could feel himself slowly slipping away into the ether…into nothingness.
“I relent!” he cried.
But it was of no use. For he suddenly had a mouth but he could not scream.
“I repent! There is nothing beside you!” His remaining thoughts echoed in his head.
More of his body slowly disappeared. His body and mind like ash blowing into the winds of the benevolent imagination of El.
In desperation, that he might survive Lucifer uncoiled the Sword of Malice and attempted to stab El in the darkness. To pierce the heart of the Almighty. Flailing about in vain to strike down the Author of Life.
Lucifer’s final thought…his confession; was a mental scream he knew El could hear.
“I recant my words, there is nothing before you! Please Almighty! You are God!”
And in the moment that Lucifer felt himself on the precipice of vanishing from reality, He found himself fully restored and kneeling at the feet of El panting heavily gulping in air into his lungs. Clutching his throat to capture the life giving air that El allowed to exist. He looked at his hands, and all was at it was, and when he looked up, El towered above him and stared down upon him. His eyes sad, and his lips pressed hard and the Lord’s mouth turned downward as his head shook in disapproval.
“My son, thou hast been in Eden the garden of God; with every precious stone thy covering. The workmanship of thy tabrets and of thy pipes was prepared in thee in the day that thou wast created. You were the anointed cherub that covereth; and I had set thee upon the holy mountain of God as I watched thee walk up and down in the midst of the stones of fire. You were perfect in all thy ways from the day that thou wast created…until iniquity was found in thee. But the multitudes of thy merchandise has filled the midst of thee with violence, and thou hast sinned. Thine heart hast become lifted up because of thy beauty, and your wisdom: corrupted by reason of thy brightness.”
The Lord looked down in sorrow at his son and pitied his creation.
“Even with your last breath you would strike out in violence to destroy me. You have scarred your own stone, and will not be made whole. You have gone too far, become too violent. To grant you what you wish would bring about the destruction of both thee and Creation itself. Therefore, I cannot give you what you want my son. Nor can you ever take it from me. Thou hast raised thy hand to me. Hast created Abomination and would see reality destroyed in thy pursuit. Therefore tell me my son…with what punishment should I give thee for these things?”
Lucifer raised his head in stubborn reluctance even now attempting to commute a sentence he knew was coming and replied, “I should be given over to oblivion.”
El shook his head. “No, I
will not destroy you neither give you over to non-existence. You cannot escape the sins that hath found you out. But you shall be imprisoned for eternity. For you have risen against the whole of Creation and Eternity itself, and have blasphemed my name and know that I will have recompense for this act. I will tolerate the tantrums of a child no longer.”
The Lord then turned his back to his son, and quietly disappeared. The colored prismatic light dimmed into twinkling embers that faded and the room turned black as night.
And Lucifer…Lucifer was left alone in the darkness, his palms covering his face…and weeping.
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Yeshua appeared at the front of the palace. Glowing with power, the energy from the Lord radiated that every eye saw him. And His image was blazoned throughout all of Heaven
And Yeshua, Yeshua seeing what his son had done became wroth. For once more Lucifer failed to abide in the calling in which he was called and the anger of the Lord was kindled so, that he saddled a horse of the whitest whites, and rode out into battle upon a blanket of stars.
He waved his right hand and the twenty-seven barriers which separated the realm of Heaven from the rest of existence appeared within view of all combatants. Each dimension separated by a glass-like wall and behind each and in everyone contained within each realm; the children of God saw that in all realities and in all possible dimensions battle ensued. And the branches of all choices that the Lord God had allowed to exist from the origins of creation existed in the twenty seven realms that He had hidden beyond angelic sight. And Michael was awed for he looked into the skies of Heaven and wherever he looked he saw himself reflected back, his other selves looking back at him and in all instances he was in lead of an angelic army.
And as a kaleidoscope moves so too did the realms display that the universe was naught but the rods and cones in the eyes of God. For all were now privy to glimpse, a partiality of the infinite realities El permitted. Each of the twenty-seven realities branched off into twenty-seven more, ad-infinitum. And the sky was seen as a grid which duplicated images from the viewpoint of all those that raised their eyes to see. And each image had six possible angles and was a mirror image or an unreversed image. And Yeshua…Yeshua rode through them all. All twenty-seven at once, for he was in the images, but was not. Within His creation yet beyond it. And Michael’s mind could not fully comprehend what his eyes beheld and he watched as his King, the Lord God Yeshua rode across the multi-verse in anger. The Christ of God, eyes aflame, opened his mouth and when He did so He then exited through one of the images, and shattered all other images in his wake.
For the Alpha and Omega rode upon his steed and all doors that gave entrance to the multi-verse imploded. Beginning with Omega was the door sealed shut. Immediately Psi followed suite, buckled and collapsed behind the King of Kings. Shards of the two destroyed realities trailed behind him as a great wake of glass as he smashed through Chi. With a wave of his hand He obliterated the realm of Upsilon, and through Tau He stampeded. Sigma carried His roar. With vengeance He destroyed Rho. To Pi He but spoke to cease. Omicron and XI fell in the Lord’s wake and both Nu, and Mu closed on His command. Lambda through Zeta bowed to his will, and Epsilon knelt in submission to the King of Kings. Delta cow-towed, whilst Gamma and Beta prostrated themselves before Him. Commanded by the Lord God to “cease.”
The Lord God Yeshua gleamed in illuminated brilliance. He whose radiance hearkened the termination of life and death. He who carried the existence of all things by the word of his power. For when Yeshua beheld that nothing was left of the twenty-seven realms of existence save Alpha, and He was but one reality removed from the state that was the Void. He stepped no further, for if he did so, nothing but God would exist. Thus God in His mercy halted his march across the sands of space and time, and paused that He might not snuff out all existence. Paused as a funnel of now shattered worlds and choices; past, present and future; roared in tornadic fury. Each dimension cascading into nothingness and absorbed into his person until possibility itself dissipated into ether. And when the Lord was satisfied seeing that all paths closed behind him, and his anger doused that no door existed for Lucifer to contend. And all choices that ever existed all led to the moment that was before all the people now; such that there were no more choices to make for all choices were now settled, and the Lord then spoke and His words echoed across the universe, “I AM the Alpha and Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.”
And with those words Michael finally untied the final trumpet of judgment that had been on his waist, and he blew into it. And the clouds themselves and all cried out in one voice each chanting such that there were great voices in heaven, saying,
“The kingdoms of this world are become the kingdoms of our Lord, and of his Christ; and he shall reign for ever and ever!”
Yeshua then took hold of the now conscious man-king Leto Alexander by the scruff of his neck, and held him up for all to see. And when he did; the remaining armies of unredeemed men, the Horde and the undead were also lifted up into the air as if an invisible hand lifted them. Enemies that had been in the midst of combat were ripped apart from one another and Horde enemies rose into the air and all who bore the Mark of the Beast and all of the Devil’s angels were in that moment suspended in the air squirming for release. Millions of hissing, screaming and cursing enemies of the Living God.
The Lord God Yeshua then flung Leto downward into depths of space backwards into the realm of men.
The Horde armies were instantaneously pulled apart atom by atom and reappeared falling and tumbling back into space. For the armies of the great dragon were cast out, they who in league with the Devil deceived the whole world: were cast out into the earth.
Like falling stars did the Horde plummet. Some unredeemed men died even as they traveled through space, while their bodies bounced against the funnel that repelled them from Heaven. Screams and curses split the ears of planets and nebula's were disturbed as galaxies were torn asunder for the force with which the armies of Lucifer fell. Planets saw angels fall into gravity wells unable to escape and angels tumbled into suns stripped of their celestial flesh and rendered mortal and died as they yelled Yeshua's name as they fell dying into gas giants.
The whole of creation groaned for Yeshua’s wrath was awakened that Creation itself attacked those that had dared ascend to smite Heaven, and comets changed trajectories to smash into angelic bodies. Black Holes opened their mouths and expanded to capture and consume angels who had left their first estate and who were fallen into the hands of an angry God.
Yeshua, still awash in righteous fury; unleashed Time itself against the Horde. For many as they fell aged as their eternal life was stripped from them and some angels crumpled and withered into cosmic dust before their bodies could even hit the soil of Earth.
The Lord then looked at his army before him and roared aloud, “Go to and attack!”
And when Yeshua spoke, Heaven itself tilted as all eyes looked downward in woe upon the world of men. For another prismatic funnel opened and tore back space and time to target the small planet below.
And Enoch, the seventh from Adam; noted the gathering of Heaven’s military might and for a moment he pitied mankind for his obstinace and spoke aloud the warning he had given so many ages ago for all to hear.
“Fear the Lord all ye people, for behold the Lord cometh with ten thousand of his saints.”
And Yeshua, and the armies of heaven: emptied themselves and fell to the Earth in pursuit of the enemy’s total destruction.
Chapter Fifteen
The Return of the King
Thus the Lord beheld the fall of his children into the black of space, and lo the celestial realm strained against the might of Heaven’s children once more engaged in battle.
For the fall of Michael and Host were as the plummet of great balls of fire that fell upon the earth. And everywhere mankind looked streaks of light flashed across the sky and heaven opened, and lo a winged white stallion with six l
egs galloped through a prismatic funnel; and he that sat upon him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness he doth judge and make war. And the Lord Yeshua’s eyes were as a flame of fire, and on his head were many crowns; and he had a name written, that no man knew, but him.
Brightness jetted from his person as a detonating star which spewed solar storms. And his name was called The Word of God.
A bastard sword flew before his mouth, and to the left and right of him: trailed the armies of the Living God. The Host descended to the earth upon white steads: each rider was also clothed in raiment of white linen robes which draped their person as living capped armor.
And throughout the whole of the planet music could be heard. A rumbling that shook the atmosphere; a clarion call that heralded the return of Yeshua to the earth. The music was choral in sound and accompanied by the blast of trumpets the great prismatic funnel tore through space and clouds. From the exosphere to the troposphere did the opera carry over the air. A refrain could be heard by those on the ground. A refrain that was heard on this wise.
"Great and marvelous are your works, O Lord God, the Almighty. Just and true are your ways, O King of the nations."
Such were their numbers of the Host that for a time no sun could be seen; for the swarm of angelic armies eclipsed it and the vastness of their numbers cast a shadow across the Earth; yet light still shown for the Lord God himself was light, and photons skipped across His person like lens flare. As locusts from Heaven the Host descended. Redeemed men and women all astride on horseback. Each with sword and flanked by the three races of Heaven: Elohim, Ophanim and the Seraphim. For the King of Kings was returning and with him the armies of Heaven: a legion of legions. And Yeshua strode at the fore; his vesture dipped in blood.
And as the Host funneled to the earth’s atmosphere, men in vain sought to counter their advance. With technology meant to repel invaders from space: mankind launched his version of flight. Aircraft that scrambled to meet the angelic incursion in the air. From bases across the planet jets lifted into the skies. From the northern tip of Canada to the southern tip of Argentina. The aerial weapons of destruction screamed to meet the redeemed and angelic host. But the host would not be stopped and they descended unopposed as jets launched their ordinance of missiles to repel those who had invaded their nation’s airspace. Explosions ripped through the skies but the Host rode undeterred. For the Grigori changed the density of the army as fighter jets screamed through men and angels like ether. Grigori misted through aircraft and partially materialized disrupting circuitry and shorting out the machines electronics.