Betrayal

Betrayal

A Chapter by Robert Francis Callaci
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the roots of the tree

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Betrayal

 

 

In the darkest womb in the making

All the children are ripe for the taking

Passion is calling as lust is enthralling

Fantasies waken in realities cauldron

 

Who are you fooling, its sin you'll be choosing

Sin is delicious, it’s oh so nutritious

It's so relieving while it's deceiving

Spreading it webs, a master at weaving

 

Why do you cower, you know you want power

What gleeful elation in non supplication

You will be thirsting for bombs to be bursting

Let go of morality; enjoy its totality

 

Fornication satisfies lust and sensation.

Masturbation celebrates self gratification.

Intoxication welcomes sin and temptation.

Degradation is the way to salvation.

 

Forget about Love, Hope and Charity-

Embrace sins translucent clarity-

Wash off the smell and stink of humanity-

Acknowledge your hunger and thirst for depravity.

 

 

Swim in the mud of lies and mediocrity

Take joy in greed, sloth, and hypocrisy

Slither, crawl, and fall right in

Infest yourself with evil and sin

and let the

raging beast rule within.

 

Come on in--- You know you want to...

 

(excerpts from the “Devils Notebook” an epistle on the Virtues of Sin)

 

 

 

in the space of time

 

wake me up before I die

dreams are all we have

 

( from the lost writings of the Immortals)

 

 

 

NOT

ALL ANGEL’S HAVE WINGS

 

XXX

 

Eve gently placed Adam on a bed of leaves and used her tears to wash away the dirt upon his brow. She was tempted to go into the death sleep as had Adam and let the world end by its own accord and with it all traces of existence. She would then be free of the burden of eternal struggle and suffering that she was about to chain herself and Adam too. But her love for Adam, the world, and her children kept her from taking that easy road to oblivion and gave her the strength and determination to follow the road that few would dare travel. She only wished that she and Adam’s roles were reversed and that he, rather than she, be the one with knife in hand ready to cut and gut the one that they loved…

 

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a mote in gods eye

in my soup does swim a fly

it’s all relative

 

(from Pandora’s book of memories titled “from the mind of an ant”)

 

Pandora stood face to face with the Powers of Heaven. She always thought of herself as one fearless woman, ready willing and able to take on the world with abandon and let the consequences of her actions fall where they may. But now: as she stood in the presence of these two ancient Powers, she felt her feet turn to jelly and cursed herself for her cavalier ways. But what was done was done and now was not the time to doubt her motives or be bedazzled by the Powers that be; for she was a child of eaRth, daughter to Adam and Eve, sister/mate to Gadreel and mother to Hecate, Osiri, Demetra and Rumayas, which made her a power unto her own-a little one to be sure- but one to be reckoned with just the same. Rather than avert her eyes and bow in deference to the mighty Powers before her; she decided to stand her ground and speak with these Ancient Ones eye to eye, and let fate take its course. In crisp clear tones she said unto Them:

 

Do with me what Thou will; for I will not grovel at either of Your feet nor ask forgiveness for any transgressions that I might have done unto You. What I did, I did out of love for the grEat moTher and my father, and will do so again without hesitation; no matter what obstacles that might stand in my way.

 

Death became enraged by these words of insolence delivered by this young whelp. IT was sorely tempted to squeeze out the life and suck out the soul of this petulant child into oblivion. With ITS long bony hands it grabbed Pandora’s hair and lifted her up as one would a rag doll. IT was pleased to see fear and terror overcome her as she dangled before IT. IT turned towards Lucifina and spat out to Her:

 

 

Now do You see what has become of these creatures that You and Your Twin had a hand in making. They are corrupted with the same sin as Your Twin with the belief that they be equal to GOD. They need to be reminded that this is not so.

 

IT than dropped Pandora on hard stone inches to where Lucifina stood and said to Pandora:

 


Prostrate yourself before your God who is also known as the Archangel Domini Lucifina of the Morning Sun as well as the Voice of GOd. She is no more equal to you as you are to an ant. Let Her light rid you of the darkness that courses through your veins.

 

Pandora was blinded by Lucifina’s light as well as crippled with terror from Death’s touch. She must’ve been mad to think that she could stand against the God of her parents and Death ITSeLF. She truly felt as an ant as she readied to kiss the feet of what was now to be her God. Just as she was ready to give herself over to Lucifina, a large hand all blackened and scared, lifted her off the ground as a defiant Voice declared:

 

 

She need not bow to No One but Me!!!

 

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Eve ripped out cut up and sliced off Adams heart, brain, and manhood and lifted them to her mouth and partook of its juice and meat. Amongst the pool of blood that surrounded Adams wounds- knelt Eve- where she drank of the blood and ate of the flesh of he who was created, not born, and whose body and blood with spirit attached, now  merged, commingled, joined and became a part of all that was Eve. Adam’s spirit was freed from the bond of his dead crippled and aged body and able once again, with the weight of Eve’s feet, to leave his imprint once again upon the world.

 

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Riding on the backs of their beastie hounds, the Lord Cain and his phantom wife, the Lady Abel, and those of the Blood; began their march to glory. Those who held to the faith and followed their Lord and Lady into battle were locked in the throes of ecstasy, as the day of reckoning was at hand; for the long awaited Holy War had begun.

 

Cain licked his lips in anticipation of the coming blood feast as he neared the borders outskirts of where his enemy’s dwelled. Gaunt and pale with “The Hunger” gnawing at his bones, he turned towards his sister/wife Abel and said:

 

Oh Abeline, my sweet Abeline, you only need to hold on to sanity’s grip just a little while longer. Hold back the madness- don’t let it sweep over you-not just yet- for it has been decreed, by shE, who owns and controls what’s left of our souls, that the faithful and those of the “Mark”, will no longer be our primary source of nourishment. We will soon feed on those of full spirit and equal blood and make them grovel and worship before the hornEd onEs feet.

 

In order for the faithful to remain at full strength, so that they could be used as fodder for war, rather than food for herself, Caineth, and the beaSt mastEr and heR hordes, and also because Caineth asked her too, Abeline held her hunger and madness at bay.  She much preferred being in the fog of madness where she satiated her lust and hunger indiscriminately without any pangs of regret or remorse, rather than being crippled by the guilt, hopelessness, and despair that weighed upon her wretched life when lucidity took hold. Over the years she and Caineth had become soaked in the Evil of Mephistopheles and like ravenous dogs licked up every drop and morsel of heR poisonous bile; making them almost as black in heart as heR. All that was left of the man once known as Caineth, now called Cain, was his devotion and unwavering love for his sister/wife, Abeline, for that part of his heart that loved her was untouched. The rest of him belonged to Mephistopheles whose evil had swallowed him and taken root wherein he became the alpha dog of heR pack; lapping up the fruits of heR evil with malevolent delight. Abeline’s fate was not as kind, for when lucid she was the Abeline of old who still remembered the days of her innocence when her world was full of beauty, wonder, and magic; rather than the twisted nightmare she now found herself in. She was horrified at the hideous thing she had become and riddled with disgust and self-loathing at the vile acts she and Caineth had done.  And now she was asked to feed and prey upon her family as if they were nothing more than a slab of bone, meat and blood for her, Caineth and the beaSt to gorge upon. This she could not do, not even for Caineth and his great love for her that made him willingly sacrifice his humanity in order to wallow in the darkness together, side by side. His love of his Abeline was his doom. With a wave of the hand she gave the signal that would set her betrayal in motion and looked into Caineth’s eyes for probably the last time and began to suck the life out of him.

 

 

With clandestine aid and support from Abeline, those of the 3rd division of the lEgion of lIght, (known in legend as “The Order of Reconciliation”), infiltrated the hornEd onEs army, (led by that Black Heart, the Lord Cain and the now once again beloved Abeline), and marched side by side with the beastie hordes and those of the blood still tainted with heR bile. With over a fifth of the beaSts’ army cleansed and converted by the lEgions second division(known amongst the initiated as “The Order of the Second Born”), it was now up to the third division, ( by means of benignly  possessing those of the converted in order to camouflage their angelic might), to eradicate those beastie hounds and the unrepentant from the face of the earth. The time of retribution was now at hand as the most beloved Abeline gave the signal for the glorious extermination to begin…

 

 

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Eve’s body was in a low burn and it was just a matter of time until that low burn turned into a raging flame; incinerating the body and leaving only ash in its wake.  Eve and Adam knew that a body born could not hold for long the consciousness of one who was created and whose souls were not twinned. But even though Adam and Eve could not cohabit within the same body indefinitely, their spiritual strength and force of will, would buy them the time that was needed to implement their plans and setting things on to its proper course.  As they wandered amongst each others minds and danced upon each others thoughts, each vowed, with same breath and voice, to fully utilize the power that they harnessed; by guiding and protecting Mankind against their greatest enemy- which be not the Angelic Hosts of Light and Dark but of Mankind itself…

 

 

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© 2009 Robert Francis Callaci


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Do with me what Thou will; for I will not grovel at either of Your feet nor ask forgiveness for any transgressions that I might have done unto You.

Isn't this the freaking truth here. Who wants someone to worship someones elses feet. I mean what
is the matter with worshiping one mans feet. We shall fall unto him not to somoene else. Don't make out somoene else a God that isn't. Well said here


What I did, I did out of love for the grEat moTher and my father, and will do so again without hesitation; no matter what obstacles that might stand in my way.

Yes! We shall fall at the good fathers feet no matter what obstacles are in our way. He can help
ease the burdens and satisfy us. But then again is anyone one person ever satisfied? I don't think
they are.

Wonderful write here and I admire the inspiraion you pen
An for the pondering thoughts that have intriqued me so.






Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Do with me what Thou will; for I will not grovel at either of Your feet nor ask forgiveness for any transgressions that I might have done unto You.

Isn't this the freaking truth here. Who wants someone to worship someones elses feet. I mean what
is the matter with worshiping one mans feet. We shall fall unto him not to somoene else. Don't make out somoene else a God that isn't. Well said here


What I did, I did out of love for the grEat moTher and my father, and will do so again without hesitation; no matter what obstacles that might stand in my way.

Yes! We shall fall at the good fathers feet no matter what obstacles are in our way. He can help
ease the burdens and satisfy us. But then again is anyone one person ever satisfied? I don't think
they are.

Wonderful write here and I admire the inspiraion you pen
An for the pondering thoughts that have intriqued me so.






Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Robert Francis Callaci
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