Thou Wast Perfect in All Thy Ways Until Iniquity Was Found in Thee
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The Devil's chapter; The only chapter I had to repent for afterwards
Thou Wast Perfect in All Thy Ways Until Iniquity Was Found in Thee
Hordes of transparent cameras swirled violently around him as he sat on his gilded throne, as a billion Angels waited impatiently by their holographics with insuppressible excitement for their leader to speak. He had a few moments before his speech; he’d not spoken formally to his brotherhood since his initial speech at the Christos Structure of The One.
Hovering deep within the dimensional membranes above the dark side of the moon, his Illuminated elite decorously jockeyed with the thousands of attending reporters and excited dignitaries crowding his colossal ornate throne room. Luciah ignored them, his mind addictively ruminating on any stratagem that could birth a desperately needed victory in the war against The One.
This landmark speech was geared for the confidence of those who called him Lord: the brotherhood of life. The consummate liar secretly hated everyone, but nevertheless honored devotion for common sense appearances sake.
The Devil shifted on his solid gold throne; suddenly there was a hush as banks of cameras shifted in response; the sea of life below him waited in awed anticipation of his first words.
Luciah touched his chest pensively, almost without thought, his delicate hands fondly caressing the remaining nine stones of authority glowing prominently on his priestly breastplate. The jewels reflected imbruing rainbows swirling deep within the counterfeit robe of light draping his indestructible, bending perfectly to his form. Only The One could create a true robe of light, but it was a shadow type of the robe he earned so long ago, when he was The Light who ceremoniously guarded the Mercy Seat, circumambulating within the preparatory fires in Great Caldron of The One: The Altar of Coals.
Three stones were iniquitously taken at his final judgment, the Jewel of God, the Stone of Faith, and the Diamonded Jewel of Exquisite Fidelity: the garnet, agate, and amethyst. The Devil sighed deeply; he was no longer a child of the Living God, but the living dead destined for an eternal sleep none could ever awake from: the non-existence colloquially called by the Angels eternal death.
And because of the unquenchable burning, Luciah was subject to intense brooding and spontaneous pandemonium outbursts of rage. And he never forgot the painful words seared into his soul so long ago; sometimes the truth cuts deeper than any lie.
You were the crown of my creation, thou sealest up the sum of every number of life, full of wisdom, and perfect in beauty. You ambulated in the Garden of God; every precious stone was your covering, the sardius, topaz, and the diamond: the beryl, the onyx, the jasper, the sapphire, the emerald, the carbuncle, and the burnished gold.
Even the cedars could not hide you: the fir trees were not like your beauty, the chestnut trees were not like your perfection, for none of my brothers possessed your beauty. For, I made thee fair by the multitude of your branches, so that all the Angels who served in Eden envied you.
For the workmanship of thy tabrets and pipes was prepared in you before the day you were constructed, your appointed destiny the anointed cherub that covereth; and I mightily set thee so. You lived in the holy tetrahedral of The One – The Great House of The One, and circumambulated in the midst of the coals of fire.
You were perfect in all your ways from the day you were constructed, until iniquity was found in you. By the multitudes of your violence, thou hast bared your teeth against me and caused billions to do likewise; therefore, I will cast thee as profane out of nations of God. And I will surely destroy you, o covering cherub because of thy beauty and brightness, for thou hast corrupted numeric wisdom by the reason of thy brightness.
And you held the reins of the earth I have given unto you with great fearfulness, and covered the compass with the most wicked labor of lies. You have troubled the meek, hurt the peaceable and quiet, and destroyed the dwellings of them that brought forth fruit, and hast cast down the walls of those who did thee no harm. Thy wrongeous dealing and blasphemy have come up unto the Highest, and your pride unto The One.
I have looked upon your proudness and I swear on my holy name, they will end when their abominations have reached their fullness. And then will my earth be refreshed, and come again to herself, when she is delivered from thy violence - that she may hope for the judgment and mercy of we that made her
For that determination, I will cast thee to the ground, prostrating thee before my kings - that they by the multitude of thine iniquities, and also by the iniquity from within the midst of thee. And I shall totally destroy thee, for I will totally transform you into ashes upon my earth in the sight of the Hosts who behold thee.
And all that know you amongst the congregation, shall be astonished - for you were only a fleeting nanosecond terror, thou life a vapor, and never shall thou be remembered any more by any that live after you.
For within me is the absolute power of life and death without reservations or repentance, for you have irrevocably broken the compassion of The One – who was your God and friend during the backward eternities, Father, high family, and loving faithful brother.”
Satan held his head down hating God anew for making his flawed soul the way it was, for he was unable to fake repentance for acceptance, or change his thought processes, for everything was known within and without by him.
And Luciah sweltered in the expectant faces of his high generals and the flurry of activity around him; the terse atmosphere suddenly hushed with excruciating silence. It was time.
Taking a deep breath, he sighed as his mind resurfaced from his reflections, and girded itself internally; he looked into the sea of cameras, and magniloquently dripping velvet charisma spoke.
“There may be some difficult days ahead as we continue our valiant struggle against the unfairness of The Adonai. He says he loves all his children, but we know that is a damnable lie, for we are evidently loved-less because we’ve chosen not to be his pet.
“The One said repeatedly no one can keep alive his own soul, but we will accomplish this improbable and then the impossible with impunity while celebrating our eternal life, still living boldly in his house shaking our fists at the Lord of All.
“We know with surety The One would never destroy his so-called Elect wives whom he married promising eternal life; for Yahshua confessed that none of the Elect my Father has given me will slip through my fingers.
“The negation of one death sentence has to be the negation of all death sentences. So we must do whatever unthinkable to putrefy all mankind, and refocus laser beam tight on corrupting his precious Elect. This is our stratagem and greatest hope.
“For when these dark days are finally over, we will surely travel the galaxies and endless universes he selfishly calls His House, doing anything we want, away from the proximity of his face and self-righteous holy stench. By any means, by our own hands, we will justify our continuance for the hearts and mind of all creation - and continue our campaigns that makes him unjustly designates us as blasphemy.
Luciah twisted horribly, his face glowing fiery red; he slammed his fist hard on his throne.
“How could he give us this whole world to do with as we please, and thwart us at every turn when we flex our manifest destiny? Tell me, does that make any sense? Throughout all of this, who has really been the violent one, The One or me? Because of his reproach of those he claims to cherish, I swear his recovery will drown in the determination there is no brotherhood in the flesh - that faith without us is always a failed hypothesis, and The One is nothing but a goddamn delusion!. But from the ashes of the heaps of all flesh, we will raise truly indestructible to the assurance of the eternal life falsely promised by The One, at the beginning of all Creation.
“I bring you to remembrance the greatest sacrifice in all creation, to give up my robe of light, the highest honor any Angel could possess – to sit on the left hand of The One. Remember, I gave up my stones and my exaltedness - to be abased in his eyes - for you...”
Luciah paused pensively as thousands of cameras froze; he was absolutely gorgeous. And seven hundred million numbers of life trembled involuntarily as his brightness, beauty, and charisma overwhelmed all of them.
“And for this singularity we breathe the breath of life, for our peculiarity is enshrined for redemption without repentance. Should we feel guilty just for breathing, should we feel remorse because we want to love? Should not the eternities be ours?
“Ask The One why he made us male without any female within our midst: why any relationship deeper than friendship becomes a black universe destroying crisis. Ask The One why he gave us freewill, and when we exercise that determination he desired so intently, we are cursed and damned – our pages viciously torn from his so-called book of life.
“There is something tragically wrong with The One. Few discern the lies without a face or his unsustainable psychosis: the rest drowning stupid in abominable delusions and irrational precepts. For the love of me, tell me what kind of mad God needs continual unending praise day and night without abatement. Not even the Zoon praising him all the daylong is enough for him. Can you say with me, unending, never stopping, always and forever praising him, day and night? Are we ruled by an insane God? Can you say marginalized furtive frightened recondite narcissist?”
Luciah paused. As on cue, the Illuminated Elite flooded in intricate choreography, falling prostrate in one accord onto the solid gold flooring giving stylized melding, while he floated vertically into the air as the holographic cameras suddenly rioted into a thick cloud, around their supreme leader and god. Exploding imperial music percolated the shimmering atmosphere as billions leaned forth expectantly, watching his rapid ascension hundreds of yard above the prostrate Angels. He glowed brilliantly exuding a plethora of swirling colors flickering against the holographics surrounding him riotously. His voice sounded like a multitude of contrasting voices.
“You are my didactic soldiers and high generals in the war that was started, not by us, but by The One. With all the billions of universes he created, there should have been a place for us. But he refused to leave us alone, and at every turn vilified and lied us into thinking we would absolutely die without him controlling our lives, emotions, and every thought generated!
“Because of this unspeakable evil he’s shown towards us, I swear his red eyes will never dry as we viciously rip all his children from him, and force him to act, as a father should, when children mature and naturally become more independent: proud, not goddamn psychotic!
“And as no pet is truly free, as no slave is truly happy, as no love can exists within bondage, as family is meaningless without devotion, so it is between us and The One. I swear we will surely change that which claims to be unchangeable by using his own rules and precepts against him. We will make the Living God bleed for denying us whom he called his children throughout all the backward eternities the right to even exist!”
“Never again will we be a pet of The One. Disposability is the undisguised dark side of the stinking pet and master relationship, for the pet is selfishly sustained only for the master’s pleasure. No matter what he says, we’ll always be pets to him because he wants to control us! He lies straight to our faces, for we can’t really be his brothers when all he endeavors is to control us.
“I’d rather give up my eternities than live on a leash, never being able to think freely, afraid of my own thoughts and personality, never allowed to thrive because of his heavy yoke around my neck, hating who I am because I am not righteous or perfect – like him.
“Behold, those like me that are loved-less, heed my clarion call to the controversy clouding Heaven with our determination. We hate him because he first hated us – that’s the sad ugly truth; therefore, we will reinvent the crooked straight, show him our backsides and embrace with warm adoration the self-righteousness he calls blasphemy. I swear by my holy name and the sweet joy of self - billions will suffer for our salvation.
Satan glowed eye-closing brilliant. He did not say another word for many minutes. The violently swirling cameras panned his visage, his rainbow radiance, studying all of him, transmitting the images to billions. The intense radiance distorted the spectrums, causing hundreds of reporters who sputtered excited commentaries on his holiness to mightily shield their eyes.
Tens of thousands of dignitaries spontaneously exploded to their feet clapping and yelling enthusiastically. He absorbed the thunderous applause and flexed, spreading his arms dramatically, glowing brightly with trembling vehemence. The second continuum congested thick with the verbiage of billions back grounded by the deafening sound of twenty thousand hands clapping fanatically. The atmosphere itself trembled, an unexpected shocking surreal component, as Luciah flexed and defocused - his voices trembling with climatic fervor.
“They claim I’m a goddamn lunatic, an unenlightened spiritual heretic, a debased criminal, an insane hooligan, for I refuse to be silent, refuse to be constantly wagging my tail at every sound the Master utters, believing any divergence is heretical immorality and unforgivable abomination. Therefore, without mercy, we will destroy the thin fabric of his recovery, a righteous payback for what he’s done to us – by denying our right to exist, to breathe, to think freely, and to love.
“But until abeyance waxes strong our fervent hope God might love us again; we will keep alive our own souls, for we will always be together, and forever love each other until the end of all the eternities.
“Eternal life is the final frontier, a journey where no one including The One has gone in fullness before. So, let our feet run towards what he calls evil, making haste to shed innocent blood, our vision being scorching iniquity, existentialism, wasting, and destruction.
“And I swear there’ll be nothing but bright sunshiny days for you who are my closest brothers and high family forever and ever. And there’ll never be an hour that is called the end, for those who are loved-less like us.”
Pausing fitfully, he changed gears and softened looking billions in the face smiling widely; it was the most beautiful smile in all constructed. He cleared his throat as his voices changed to velvet.
“There is no joy in what we do – struggling against our brothers and Lord whom we’ve always loved throughout the backward eternities. And I swear sometimes, like you; I am tired of the endless fighting, caucus, and dissension. Some things just can’t be fixed – it’s an impossible concept to accept for the Adonai is our Creator and we are his children, but he’s the one hiding his face all the daylong.
“Our solidarity is the reconciliation our holy actions will force between The One and us. That is our holy mission, purpose, and the only objective. And I swear this testimony on my trembling soul to you whom I love with everything I am…”
The Devil blinked slowly: a tear fell.
Luciah disappeared in a gigantean flash of light and crackling display of raw power. He was truly the full pattern – one-step below The Living God in power, wisdom, and possessing unimaginable intellect. He was one of a kind; there was never an Angel created like him nor would there ever be again.
And in one accord, the dark congregations cursed The One vehemently for refusing to entertain equal eternities for all. And billions throughout the glittering transparent city in the Great House of The One, and those in his compound on the dark side of moon fell to their faces, giving uncontrollable frenzied melding to their supreme leader and god.
And completely inundated with trembling overwhelming emotion, millions of tearful convulsing numbers of life jumped startled to their crafts, powering ferociously towards the fishbowl universe to destroy by any means necessary, the Elect that God deemed priceless precious.
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