Prolouge

A Chapter by Twe Stephens

This whole scene takes place in Heaven after the resurrection of the Lord Jesus Christ

Yahaveh turned and pointed. “This David, standing behind me, who just returned from Paradise, a soul after my own heart, killed Goliath and buried his skull on the same hill that Yahshua hung on the cross �" the hill of the skull.

“This David killed the wicked giant; but my Son on that exact spot defeated the greatest giant in all creation �" Lucifer, who destroyed our first Heaven, our possessions, our home, our lifestyle, and unleashed death and evil into our family.”

The One paused and interfaced hardwired with every Angel everywhere �" and continued.

“And to the Brotherhood of Satan still growling and baring your teeth at us, let me repeat the obvious and reconfirm the truth in your hearts - Lucifer is the living dead. Do you imagine The One needs a nose to breathe, legs to stand, or even eyes to see? If you do you are fools. Who here with their all their massive intellect can create a simple seed, their own air to breathe or even land to stand on?

“If you can’t, you should proceed to the friendship of your Creator, and his friendship is secured by living well and obeying him, which is the law of all who live. I remind the brotherhood today - you will surely die if you do not change your ways. If you’re not born again into the flesh �" your names will surely be blotted from my book of life, for to challenge me is to court eternal death, for I am the supreme necessity for continuing breaths and life.

“Because of Yahshua’s sacrifice, you can now die knowing your executioner absolutely loved you. And with blinding stupidity, you’ve spit in his face rejecting the forgiveness so generously offered. Though none will remember those who die stupid; those who choose death over being with us; you can now rest assured we’ll mourn your stupidity into all the eternities.

“The, I wasn’t allowed to pick my own personality defense will never be entertained as an excuse against us. What greater monster could exist than those who hate their Creator? And tell me again, what greater monster is there than the dog who bites his master? And now contemplate the greater love of the Master who’ll die for his dogs, his children, his monsters, his prodigals, and even his brothers who absolutely hate him…”

Mariah turned to Allayah and whispered, “This is absolutely unbelievable!”

“…The brotherhood needs to re-remember the world that was; was there anything desired that wasn’t granted joyfully? Did anyone ever trip and fall; did anyone ever bite their tongue there? Was there ever a word called pain or did one tear ever fall there? Didn’t you drown in absolute luxury in a tokenless society built on total love, peace, newness, and brotherhood?

“I remember how every one of you loved us then, and there wasn’t one complaint until the birth of evil occurred. As you craft your evil against us, remember you were chosen out of infinite trillions for life - and you’re still priceless despite your ongoing stupidity and perfidy. But you’ll never be able to deny our love because of what Yahshua the Exalted One did on the cross.

“Don’t be misled, because I tell you our love and mercy will never overrule this veracity - the dog that bites its Master shall die. You who follow Lucifer need to recall, reverse, and recapture the immeasurable goodness shown by your continuing breaths �" despite your betrayal and evil works. My patience is formidable but never infinite; there must be an ending to rebellion, evil, and the nuclear suffering of our family.

“Perhaps providence will give acknowledgment to our zenith hope: that the rebellious may escape the snare of the Devil, having been taken captive by him, so as to venerate The One who died for their eternal brotherhood.

“For as I live - every knee shall bend and every tongue shall confess him, because he did the unthinkable for our continuing relationship. Verily I say to you, it doesn’t have to be an immutable that stupidity is hard to kill. Therefore, choose life and live; that’s the sincerest hope of The One - to the brotherhood of Lucifer who hates us without rational reason or cause.

“But with the confidence of the brotherhood’s repentance front burner, I give my Son a new title for all eternities though many are calling him that without my consent...”

The One smiled at the muffled chuckling breaking out throughout the congregation.

Sounding like ten million men vociferating, The One raised his arms as his voices vibrated earthquake intense, “Kneel all creation before your King, Yahshua the Exalted One; The One who showed you what love truly is!”

And in one accord, the whole, the seven, David, the Zoon, and the twenty-four elders fell to their faces worshipping the Son of God, as The One gave him the golden scepter of his power…

Much later, Jesus stood regally before his children in his new golden robe of light; his crescendo voices singing a new song never heard before. Yahshua finished as the Zoon fluttered around him �" he snapped his fingers.

At that exact moment on the dark side of the moon, in mid-sentence the Devil disappeared in a flash of light. He materialized imprisoned on the massive podium before all creation. The whole looked at Lucifer keenly, waiting to see what Jesus would do.

Yahshua pointed at the dimensional cage; it was a locked transparent alternate reality only thirty yards cubed.

“Lucifer will no longer travel my earth with impunity. This prison will be his meat until Michael permanently evicts him from the Great House of The One �" this Heaven. You, and all who follow this snake before me, will be cursed until the day your soul is thrown screaming into the lake of fire...”

Luciah screamed in blistering wrath; nothing worse could happen now. “We were the only created before the Grand Construction. The One made you a stinking God and everyone worshipped you. He denied me even though I loved him with all my heart. My only reward was a stinking tattoo on my thigh. We’re both one of a kind �" The One should’ve made me a God too. None of this would’ve happened if The One didn’t make us male without any female in our midst!”

The Devil glared at the billions below him; he defocused as ten thousand voices cried, “It should have been f*****g me!”

Jesus stepped back roaring, “And you gave up eternal life for this, destroyed our family, brotherhood, civilization; for what �" for petty jealousy’s sake! Get behind me Satan!”

Luciah stood naked before all creation; sixty slow seconds ticked. He was still screaming vile obscenities into the sea of life when he disappeared into the darkness prepared for his determination. And the last sarcasm was seared painfully into his mind �" do you still believe you’re master of your own destiny and soul?

Truth is high treason to any empire built on lies. And the whole realized for the first time that jealousy was the milk that nursed and sustained evil. Deception fell as the brotherhood saw their god as the living dead, the ultimate con man and a liar of prodigious proportions. They realized they stopped thinking because they thought they knew �" and that pride was the seeds of their betrayal, which was the joy of self, which was the catalyst of the horrific evil in inundating all creation.

The brotherhood ruminated on The One’s speech and all that happened. They withered in agonizing horror for forcing their Creator to be tortured for their stupidity’s sake: to re-show the blatant obvious - what love really is. With all their massive intellect and billions of years of perfection, they were still stupid dogs without any understanding.

With tears streaming down their faces, ninety-six percent of the rebellious defected for the hope of redemption, sanity, and eternal life. Their stoic hearts melted, and in one accord, billions projected massive repentance and sorrow, wailing over the backward eternities of peace and brotherhood �" and how great their God had always been.

Great celebrations rocked Heaven to honor their return to sanity and The One who loved his brothers beyond rational explanation...

But inside his prison in the Great House of The One, the Devil wept bitterly, for the day would surely come that’d be the end for him. Yet he vowed to use his elevated powers to take every soul into the lake of fire with him: for whether the indestructible or the flesh, it remained truth immutable that misery loved much company…

Thirteen cycles passed slowly in Heaven; the teeming billions of the brotherhood were no more �" there were less than two hundred million left. Within the golden transparent city in The Great House of The One, fifteen million brotherhood waited sadly to interface with their god. They sat full of trepidations because Luciah was increasingly psychotic demented as his endless solitude became absolutely unbearable.

Time moved differently in the dimensional prison, for a thousand years there was only one second in the real reality. And this fact made it difficult to communicate through the membranes, for the temporal shift created massive static that could not be overcome without technology, and even that was an iffy process because the Lord of Hosts absolutely hated him.

They’d been trying fifteen minutes to interface with him; to Luciah who paced inside his prison, the wait was almost a billion years. There were no amenities, no luxury, no entertainment, and there was absolutely nothing to do, for time itself became an unquenchable curse, and breathing a suffocating scorching unbearable. He was defeated already and everyone knew it, but there was nothing left as unquenchable hatred for The One and all creation morphed nuclear in his heart.

He ruminated obsessively that before he’d be released, he’d spent a trillion times more time in prison than all his days he was ever free. He’d been a fool, not seeking repentance, not thinking things through, not venerating wisdom or his weakness, but speaking his arrogance absent thought or common sense. What was he thinking; only the retarded wars against their Creator, bites the hand that sustains them. Constant brooding about the Messiah, the dusts of death, and the whole cross affair took massive toll, as he fought the wet-wind-roar that threatened every moment to dive him in to the pit of insanity. A million times, he obsessively replayed his life slow motion; with all his massive intellect, he was nothing more than an unthinking virus that killed his host and died �" insanity in its purest form. He remembered the second immutable law: only a fool parleys with The One without love in his heart. The Devil put his head in his hands and wept bitterly for many days.

The Devil looked up shocked with unrelenting gratitude �" they got through. He stood up, tilted his head slightly, the blue veins under his indestructible flexed as he received communication, trying hard to listen through the unrelenting static.

Avael continued, “…What are we going to do now. Millions are seriously disgruntled with the promises you were unable to keep; they call you a liar while the Lord constantly picks at our wounds �" we’ve lost twenty million adepts during the last cycle; we have nothing to offer anymore �" your stupidity has destroyed us. Why the hell did you kill the Messiah for �" if you’d had left him alone we could’ve won this war!”

Avael got bold as the static waned. “What the frack were you thinking? You’ve destroyed us all and brought the fire of God on all our heads. We’ve lost this stinking war; tell me something that will make us continue the war against the Lord �" when you’re the locked up stinking fracking dead!”

His mind paged through millions of scenarios one more time as the static grew to unimaginable levels as the temporal reality flexed against his determination. He sighed a sigh born of dark despair and for the millionth time, adjusted his internal frequency.

The Devil girded himself, throwing aside his depression like a dusty blanket, and opened his mouth to speak; he roared against the ever-present static, against the trillion eons of nothingness, against his brothers he used to love, against the Lord and Yahshua, against everything that breathed, crawled, or flew in all the endless universes…

He seethed uncontrollably, “He died on that cross to put his heavy collar around our necks with manifest impunity as we’re distracted by what he did, for supposed better good. He died on the stinking cross because he’s crazy-psychotic, willing to do the unthinkable so we can become obedient faithful pets again �" unthinking slaves to stinking God for all eternity! It’s all about that fracking leash, and nothing but the leash, his collar pinching, biting, and chaffing our tender necks while he constantly jerks that leash against us!

“He has the gall to call us brothers when all he wants is to control us. We’re nothing but stinking pets, only allowed to breathe as long as he’s happy �" our only existing to give him pleasure, like some stinking fracking two-dollar w***e! He doesn’t care about our feelings, hopes, aspirations, or how we long to run with the wind in our faces �" without his leash and heavy collar!”

The Devil paused fitfully fighting to breathe. “Nothing can be accomplish in the stinking Angelic anymore, so we must attack the flesh, using everything against him until the living God bleeds! And then, those defected slaves will look with longing upon us, itching to get his biting leash off their caustic necks. Let them forever stinking bewail their stupidity in abandoning us �" by not staying with us until our freedom was won!

“But right now, the shadows still rest upon us, so with strength and character we must forge our destiny together no matter what the cost, for the most sacred word in all creation is minimized as nothing - freedom! We can never forget those left absent from our arms, those who sacrificed their eternities so all may live free �" to run with the wind free, without a leash or collar forever!”

The Devil roared into the escalating static, “Split Heaven itself with their names, say the names of the Fallen Angels who languish in bitter darkness �" under Hades. For those that are able, and those who stand firm, this I promise you, we’ll either live free or join our brothers in death. And that is glorious and noble in our eyes, for everything that has breathe longs for freedom and there’s no dishonor in that! ”

Luciah flexed and vociferated into the temporal disturbance, “Why couldn’t we be born free like the circle of life? He doesn’t put any leash around their necks, doesn’t give them stifling rules and regulations, or handcuffs them into the bondage called his will or death! We’re supposed to be his goddamn brothers and the stinking animals have more freedom than we f*****g do!”

The Devil paused trembling as unbridled rage detonated; he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly �" this was not the time for useless emotionalism. It was what it was. Trillions years of isolation reared front burner as bitter bile; he failed miserably.

He roared like a billion lions above the ever-escalating static, “I’ve not sacrificed my throne, my life, and my stinking freedom in vain! You listen now and you listen good; this is how we’ll fracking defeat the living God…

At the same time this was happening, millions of light eons distant, in the holographic universe, in Judea, the Kenites...