Chapter 41
Darker and darker, the hadan fields palled before the touch of Jehovih’s hand, to try the self-assumed Lord God and his heavenly works. As if an epoch new and terrible had come to one so audacious, who, more than any in heaven and earth, had sought to banish the worship and the name of the Great Spirit from mortals, and give them instead a heavenly ruler in the image of man.
For prior to this, all nations knew the office of Gods and Lords, and reverenced them as Jehovih’s high officers, raised up spirits of the dead, wise and powerful. But now, in five great divisions of the earth, satan’s hadan chief had bound his name in mortals, with threatened penalties, and even death, for mentioning Jehovih’s name. And, to put them to the test, made oaths on burning flesh, so that whoever would not eat of it would die.
For this was the criterion before the courts: That any who refused fish and flesh food, or would not pollute the body by noxious drinks and smoke, intoxicating to the senses, were possessed of Jehovihian worship, and so, deserved torture and death. ||
So the names of Lord, God, Lord God, and De’yus, had for a thousand years now, become fixed in mortals’ minds as the Creator, a large man sitting on a throne in Hored, his heavenly seat, watched and guarded by his son, Anubi, keeper of the scales, and of the gate to heaven. To make a plausible story of which, the angels, through oracles, magicians, priests and prophets, proclaimed that in the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth, and all things in and on the earth. And he was tired, and rested; and, as if creation was a completed work, left certain laws to run the wonderful machine while he sat far off, looking on; smiling at the pranks of mortals, and their failure to understand him; and with a devil and a horrid fire to torture their souls, if they did not sing in praise of this compounded, false Lord God.
Thus he, their false God, turned the voice of mortals from Him Who is Ever Present, Whose speech every soul has heard, Whose Presence moves all things in heaven and earth! The false God turned them to sing and pray to himself, so he could clutch and bind their souls in endless slavery; untaught, half fed; as drudges, to bring provender and building stones into his capital, to glorify him forever.
Over Jaffeth, far and wide, this traitor to Jehovih had sealed in stone, papyrus, wood, and sacred cloth, his name, Ho-Joss, to suit the Panic voice; while in Vind’yu he made them engrave it Dyaus, to fit the Vedic tongue; and then in Fonece to suit the higher-spirited race, Adonia-Egad, and go over to Heleste, and, in less distinct and bastard Greek, whisper Zeus, saying: These words are watchwords to gain Anubi’s ear, and turn the scales for endless paradise. Go slaves, engrave my names; and, in mortal libraries, register my great exploit, of how I created the world!
And make me spotlessly pure, letting sin into the races of men by Osiris’ cunning tale of Eve’s weakness by fault of the earth. For I do not come like Jehovih’s captains—spirits sent to rule men for a season; but a very God of blood and bones, who once, in terrible anger, flooded the earth to drown my disobedient sons and daughters. Make them tremble and draw long breath when my name is spoken, or, by my own soul, I will hurl heaven and earth into endless chaos! ||
Slowly and surely ji’ay came pressing downward, the very motion of which spoke like a million tongues, serious, awful. For on every side, many of the hosts of Anuhasaj were deserting him. As one, in a small way, may see on a sinking ship how the expert swimmers leap into the water boldly, and with strong arms swim for the far-off shore, while the helpless, in frantic rage, cluster fast upon the distracted officers, blockading them from doing good. So began the tumult in the fast-descending plateau, Hored, which was increased a hundred-fold by the flood of drujas cast upon De’yus’ kingdom by his own traitorous false Gods.
De’yus’ generals and captains first tried music to hold the forty billion to peace and order; but the es’enaurs themselves took fright, and fled by the millions, flying down to the earth, to Osiris’ or Te-in’s or Sudga’s kingdoms, and over-flooding mortals with ghostly revelries. Next, by parades, and rites, and great processions, De’yus’ officers sought to divert the panic-stricken millions.
Thus for years this maddened God with wonderful strength of will, almost held his own, inventing tens of thousands of stratagems. But at last, in the downward course, Hored touched upon the corporeal earth; and suddenly, as if startled by the shock, the frantic millions screamed, and then, alas, all order died.
The doors of hell (anarchy) were opened! The maddened mob broke loose to pillage or to destroy Anuhasaj’s throne and capital, with all their splendor. And then the faultfinders rushed in, shouting: You lying God, only like a man, who are you? And you, Anubi! Deceiving judge! A thousand horrid deaths to you!
But the unlearned drujas did not know who was rank or officer, God or judge, but seized the pale and trembling De’yus and Anubi, and more than a million officers; overpowered them, by ten million to one, pressed on by the foul-smelling crowd. And now, with blows, kicks and cuffs, on every side the awful fray began, till, stretched as wide as the earth, the countless millions plunged into hell. So that, to right or left, unceasing combat prevailed, and all the hosts of the Lord God were sworn for vengeance against anyone they came against.
Then came the torturers, casting into the hells the most offensive smells and suffocating gases, crammed in the nose and mouth of their victims. No more were the Lord God and Anubi seen, but swallowed up in measureless darkness, where every soul sought nothing good, but labored hard to give others excruciating tortures for vengeance’ sake.