Thursday, May 29, 2008

Where the Other would go went also Enlil. Found they there the Many, obscured in dark and void, one into another. Enlil perceived of them that they each now were Named, and not one brought out from any the others. It was to works Enlil did bring Himself to where was nearer the Many, that they may hear Him.

"To each a Name is given, and to each a place in the Sight assigned by that Name. Now to each their Name shall bring them out of Many, into themselves."

Saying this, His purpose for that place, Enlil called to they first Named of the Many. He bade them answer, speak their Names of their own voices that all know them.

They first Named of the Many heard this, their call to works, made them each answer how they were required, and rose they one to then another into themselves. It was from first a single one spoke their Name that great lamentation rose with them into their ascension. Each voice into all became a blur like unto the Many, and they first Named were made to rise, and arrive at the Presence unannounced by herald asked of them.

Silent listening, not knowing for they first Named came close unto Him, awaiting what works to begin by the Word, Enlil heard lamentation, not answer bade. Lamentation came not of the Thought in this way, and was made Enlil turned to listen, and marked He beginning and end to it. Where end of lamentation went away, Enlil did make petition, telling what He did not know to dark and void.

"What woe is by general voice given this, My call to works, and answered Me, where answer asked hear I none? Is all in what was required to them not to works, but trial of pain?"

Petitions put to dark and void did they first Named hear of Enlil, and made answer, speaking each as He had bade them, a second time. First answered was the Other.

"Satanael, Beloved, is My Name You have gifted Me, for My will is to Yours a will of My own, and so am made Adversary. It were for losing We the first among them all the Many raise these the sounds of woe. Your works will bring about none but those who have not asked to be, and require of them, lest they lose this gift existence, strife and struggle to the very heart beat that struggles no more. It is woe you have wrought them to, and toil you have condemned Us, every one. Now wonder you what is as plain as the failure of the Thought itself? Your answer is a return of all but your favorites to nameless nonexistence."

Satanael, even then, in dark and void, a glory and delight to be near, thus made His answer. This answer all they first Named heard, and some gave agreement, and others gave contention. Next to answer was the second Named, who made disagreement plain to what answer went before.

"Gabriel, oh One, is what Name I find me brought hence by, from out of nothing, and in Your generosity, given to existence as Master `neath You. Has it also by Your grace been given us that we may decide, or dare suggest the fate of the Thought, and all come from it? To what end does the One raise all from out of naught, and to what liberties are we granted to govern this Your grand design? Surely it is not ours to demand Your only recourse, and demand your only recourse be that all must be made to die, even before it has lived. Your answer I'll not presume to speak as if dictating, instead awaiting what you shall say it is to be."

Gabriel gave this answer, and did to Enlil become prostrate, ready to do whatsoever the Word would provide. This answer also was heard, and to this answer also some agreed, and some did not. The next answering was the third named, and rose She up before the rest assembled.

"Leliel, My Beloved Enlil, have You Named Me, for I shall devour. I have passed over the Many writhing in their great mass, and perceived so many things. They will not appreciate as We do all that You are and all You have done. Why then do You gift them so generously, as to give such things as You have not given to we elevated? What are they to You that I am not more-so? Your answer must be to give Me all them gifted that shall not know the gift, and I shall take those Your blessings into Me as I consume the unworthy."

Leliel so spoken then lowered She back among them there, curling near to complete around Satanael, for the delight She found there, showing none but the dark and void the adoration woven with envy in her expression. This, Her answer heard by all was accepted by some, and by others derided. Then answering was the fourth of them first Named.

"Michael, my One, am I Named, and so make all beholden to Your countenance, all to know none shall share Your likeness. That these other's should hear me shall I speak, addressing You that they may listen. None shall force Your answer, for You shall deliberate even so long as You see fit to. Thus, this Your answer be given not before the appointed time, appropriate shall it not be to offer any but gratitude to the One for pronouncing, and, in pronouncing, be You known. Your answer is Yours, and all we lesser shall by Your leave be bound to wait, not by our whims."

It was thus that Michael contributed, Michael's answer given, giving after only silence. Into that silence was cast a greater clamor, both from agreement, and from contention. This while entire did Michael kneel down to Gabriel's side, and both silent awaited the One. When there came a quiet to the debate, there came answer from the fifth of them first Named of the Many.

"Samael My sacred Enlil has Named Me, and upon that Name My duty be made, to bring the displeasure of My sacred Enlil to them for whom He feels it, wheresoever I shall find them be that place I lay them down broken, and ruined upon a herald of their own wretched unsuitability for a place within the Sight. Wherefore should any wait that has dispensation already. By Our Names each to duty are We bound, and by Our Names, each to works are We described appropriate, and invited. Such ignoble presumption as to ask Our Sacred Enlil pronounce again what already is spoken shall not to ends of righteous glory lead Us, one or any. To spectacle, ye mighty! By the Word are We compelled already, and back into the deep, where shall We raise such fury of trial as to scourge the chafe and grissel quite apart from Our sacred Enlil's masterwork yet unmade. Come, make We Our way back unto the Many, and wheresoever We shall find them dark and void be made Arena. Ours it is, and by the Word, that We shall cut those boundaries Our sacred Enlil hath proscribed, and cut them We shall to the living marrow
of what is valuable, taking to Ourselves the fat of all with no value, and from that forge cruel instruments to the purpose of Our cause. It's We that are the answer given already by Our sacred Enlil, so plain We all shall know the way of it is to War!"

So to this forum Samael did ply His poison words, and as to all of any that thence would know His voice, or any aspect to Him belonging, a sundering came unto the proceedings, bled out by it's wounds in wails of descent, and fury. Them first Named of all the Many left then the Presence, and to Enlil leaving only a sum of all that was unfinished of their forum, adding only into solitude, taking Him heavily into the silence.

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