Major error source: the document I'm translating for you is written in what I jokingly call Enochian. Oversimplification is inevitable, because English doesn't have words for 9-dimensional objects or events. I know a guy who is a dragon. And an angel. Depending on what angle you're looking at. And what mood you are in. What is his species, in English? Andgonral? Draaggelonn? He has eight wings. And also two. 2=8, it's fine.
Imagine the blind men and the elephant, but you can tie the rope to stuff and use it to sail a boat, it's a rope in every possible way, and yet it's also still an elephant. When that seems normal and natural, you can be fluent in Enochian.
Or six wings, if you count slightly differently, plus two pairs of wing-shaped phantasmal flying aids. That adds up to eight, right?
E.g. it's not 9-dimensional, it's just closer to this English idea than the alternatives. Complexity of three-dimensional objects, squared. If it makes sense, you don't understand. If your reaction to the figures is, 'wtf am I looking at' then you're starting to see clearly.
Minor, corollaric error source: I am not fully literate in Enochian. It's not genuinely possible for a puny 3D brain to process it.
Before Earth was created, there were 49 heavens. The alternative to growth is misery and annihilation, so they grew. A 50th heaven was created. It emerged from the 49th in a way similar to mitosis. The Book has a line about this. The waters of the heavens split from the waters of the Earth. This is basically accurate; the 49th heaven is water-themed, and, get this, the Earth plane is earth-themed. A real shocker there. Naturally, mitosis mimics the heavens, not the other way around.
If you think about it, the observable universe is basically a huge gravel pit. Some of the rocks burn themselves like coal deposits occasionally do, and other than that, gravel pit. Just a bunch of rocks of uneven sizes jumbled together. The Earthly heaven. I say this to give you an inkling of what Water is like; it's analogous. When you see spirits 'floating' it's not a mistake.
It was expected that Earth would become a psychic sewer. The cosmic grease trap, attracting and concentrating all the filth of the upper 49 heavens. A gravel filter. This relates to the fractal Mobius structure of the cosmos, which I won't go into here.
Unexpectedly, it worked exactly as predicted. It worked so well it couldn't be left alone. The filth thrived, began multiplying, and threatened to start seeping back up into all the other heavens. Or perhaps the filth didn't thrive, there was simply vastly more of it than they thought - vastly more than the capacity of the bottommost heaven. Or perhaps both at the same time. 2=8, it's fine. Maybe the alternative to growth is annihilation, and it's not like Earth can (or should) grow when it's clogged with filth. Maybe even the author of this history himself didn't know, is merely recounting a debate to me, and I can't read the part where he said so. Or none of the above, because 2!=2, a draaggelon isn't a dragon, but look, the point is: working as expected was a problem and it couldn't be left alone.
Similar to an Earthly grease trap, this heaven-sized structured needed something akin to being emptied and cleaned. Maintenance. Archangel Lucifer, one of the "gods" of the 47th heaven (fire), volunteered to descend and manage the place.
Yes, he looked like a big glowing winged dude in a fancy outfit. By 'big' think 'holds galaxy cluster in his hand,' not to mention his effective density vastly exceeded a black hole. I couldn't tell you how he didn't destroy absolutely everything merely by being present - the author thinks it's obvious and doesn't even bring it up - but the "dark flow" is an eddy of his wake. Big.
Being a being exponentially transcendent compared to Earth, his power was utterly overwhelming and it was expected he would meet no meaningful resistance to imposing his will upon the place.
Again, this worked exactly as predicted.
Problem: his will involved carving out his own liver and dying of self-mutilation. Uh, oops.
Lucifer Morningstar did not fall, he came on purpose, you resentful little shits. Prometheus Lightbringer did not steal fire, he was fire. Did he steal himself? Don't be retarded.
That said, Lucifer shouldn't have come. Prometheus shouldn't have granted the fire of consciousness to mortals. I suppose you can say he 'fell' in the sense that he slew himself.
I'm not clear on what exactly Lucifer was supposed to do. What would 'emptying' the grease trap entail, exactly? It's not random genocide, but beyond that the meaning of these passages eludes me.
The next part I can make out notes that Lucifer felt great sympathy upon seeing the suffering of the vile filth. Not to mention poor Terra, who hadn't and still hasn't done anything to deserve being layered in putrescence. What about Sol, who has to stare at this all day, not to mention never experiencing night? Who approved this nonsense?
Rather than cleaning the trap by emptying it, Lucifer decided to clean it by changing the filth into non-filth. Salvage the clogs, reform it into useful material. He even did this the smart way: he granted the filth the ability to uplift itself. It's not like quitting his adopted job and going back to the fire heaven was gonna help.
There's a bit more: just as in mortal filters, the filth wasn't pure filth. When you cut out a cancer, you necessarily damage innocent healthy tissue. Some of the stuff on Earth wasn't bad, it was merely unlucky. Saw a filth mudslide on its way down but couldn't get out of the way in time, that sort of thing. "Even the worst person has some good in them." Lucifer was not okay with 'cleaning' that away, but it was still caught in the grease trap.
I'm fairly sure this is discussing events of 2 mill BP or so. End of Australopithecus. The text does say but their time measurements are absolutely baffling; meaningless to me. Likewise it describes the humanoid phenotype of the time, but correlating their descriptions with ours is beyond my skill. Imagine trying to work out what long-lost hominid they're referring to when they distinguish them by the shape of their left ventricles during a particular contraction. This impossible task is easier than the real task. Anyway...
Mortals did not use these powers to uplift themselves.
Some uplifting happened, but only by accident. Only against their strenuous opposition. Only when brute physics overwhelmed mortal desire for depravity. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak? The flesh is virtuous, and resists the vicious spiritual depravity of the traitorous mind it's forced to host. Human bodies are divine instruments granted to us by miraculous intervention. Yes, as the Book says, they really are patterned after Lucifer himself.
Mortals enhanced the suffering, rather than trying to escape it. They thought the point of emotional sensitivity was to be able to torment each other harder, and rejoiced. Lucifer felt heartbreaking pity. Intolerable pity.
He decided he wasn't heavy-handed enough. He had to use more force. First, he would anaesthetize himself before his own feelings drove him mad.
The text doesn't comment, but I'ma go ahead and conclude he was too late.
He would rip out his own belly. Removing the yellow chakra, the liver, corresponding to the air heaven, the 48th. Did surgery on himself to remove his pity, to be Rational and Objective and carry out his plans logically.
Transcendent immortals don't necessary die from losing vital organs. Lucifer could have, in principle, survived just fine without a liver. If there were no divine correspondances (the kind of thing which make Enochian so difficult to read) it wouldn't have been a stupid thing to do.
Indeed the liver itself didn't die. The liver cracked and split into three pieces, which also didn't die.
The liver cracked along the lines of the three virtues. There was a brain-liver, a heart-liver, and a body-liver. The wisdom of the liver, the courage of the liver, and the power of the liver. These transcendent 47th heaven bits of liver, although very seriously wounded, were certainly not going to die from being exposed to the tame environment of the 50th heaven. Instead they gathered up random spiritual debris from nearby, rebuilding the rest of the body. Rebuilt as scar tissue, and with desperation rather than a plan, but they survived and became whole. Whole 50th heaven beings, at least. Mortalish, though not with mortal bodies at this point, if I'm reading this right.
You know them today as Jehovah, Jesus, and Allah. They advanced to at least the 49th heaven, reclaiming some of the glory of their progenitor.
At this time, Satan and Jesus were the same entity. They only separated around 300 AD I think. Maybe 1100, maybe 600, but probably 300.
I believe there's a decent metaphor (again, the truth is Enochian) for the reason Lucifer died from his surgery. It was self-inflicted. It was a prayer to Gnon for harm, and thus the harm could not be mitigated. Lucifer outranked Gnon, but if you notice, Gnon merely carries out the will written in the prayer. Gnon could not oppose Lucifer's will; that is exactly why Gnon could not allow Lucifer to act as anything but mortally injured.
To survive, Lucifer would have had to regenerate his liver. Hardly difficult for a being of his stature, but it would have defeated the purpose of the exercise. Or he would have had to replace his liver with something he perceived as 'better,' the way he was trying to replace the mortal Earthly filth with 'better' filth. He didn't even attempt it.
Lucifer didn't pay any mind to his accidental sons. They barely shone at all at this point, as is logical. Tiny glimmerings of gold dust lost among the vast and glorious gem- and gold-encrusted planet, Earth. He gimped around, bleeding everywhere he went (mainly in Europe?) until finally the internal stresses he refused to acknowledge shattered him completely. His remaining seven chakras - genitals, gut, heart, throat, eyes, brain, and spine - were separated from each other. And also broke into three pieces, along the lines of the three virtues. And also survived, forming seeds of future apex beings of the 49th heaven.
Errata: except maybe Jehovah. I think he got bottlenecked. Never regained proper immortality.
Something like this happened: the blood and shards and bits of leftover
viscera from Lucifer's fatal calamity fell to Earth and lodged in mortal souls,
forming Muses and Genius. Genius tends to go mad because these bits of broken suicidal god are not exactly healthy, and they are foreign contaminants in even the healthiest, least filthy mortal soul. They don't belong. At best, they make the host feel like he doesn't belong. At best.
Basically Lucifer had 24 sons and zero daughters with no wife. Functionally their mother is Death.
Does it count as rape? Was Death raped? She certainly never asked for a couple dozen sons, and her attentiveness as a mother was about what you would expect. Many of Lucifer's sons never even realized who their mom was, and many of the rest refused to think about it. On the plus side, no labour pains. On the downside, lots and lots of mommy issues.
Transmortal reproduction can get ultra super weird. If you inseminate a draaggelon, are they pregnant and lay eggs at the same time? Do you have to carefully time inseminating the dragon-aspect and the angel-aspect so that water breaking and egg hatching starts at the same time? Do they always produce unrelated twins? Again: if the picture makes sense, you're not getting it.
Most of the myths about Thanatos were about one of Lucifer's sons. The myths about Prometheus seem to be about Lucifer himself. I think Odin, Zeus, Hades, Vishnu, and so on were unrelated, but this document here doesn't say anything one way or another. There's plenty of weirdness; some but hardly all of the stories about Kali are about one of these sons. You could in theory work out which myths correspond to each chakra third. They should have all shown up at one time or another. There's not much point, though. If they're still around you can just ask them. "Hey, which ones were you?" If they're not, it's supremely irrelevant.
Satan really hated the mortals who, as he perceived it, caused his father to die before they could properly meet. (If you wanted to tweak Satan's nose super hard, you reminded him of the 21 sons who had no chance to meet their father, as his death was their birth.)
Satan hatched a plan. A divinely evil plan. Show mercy, but not as Lucifer intended. Show mercy until they become so weak they die, collapsing under their own dead weight. Forgive them for failing to glorify, until they're so lacking in glory they can only cling to misery until it kills them.
Or was it contrary to Lucifer's plan? At the end, there would be nothing to pity. Results are results, am I right?
What was Lucifer actually trying to do? What did he really want?
Satan came up with Christianity. He sent an avatar: Yeshua of Nazareth.
In the meantime one of Lucifer's sons realized he needed to kinda repeat Lucifer's surgery. Very as above, so below. The emergency scar tissue they grew to, you know, not die was full of the filth Lucifer had volunteered to treat. Basically the organ bits had eaten indiscriminately in their desperate bid to survive. The eye-bits could see what they were doing but not discriminate good from bad. It turns out even the brain-bits needed a mouth to command to eat with any kind of control, so they were hardly better off even once their eyes healed back into existence.
Solution: cut the contamination the fuck off, and cast it in the outer darkness and beyond the outer darkness. And yes, cutting yourself in half hurts like an absolute bitch, even if the half you're cutting off isn't really you.
With the intent to remove unhealthy tissue rather than healthy tissue, this turned out not to be suicide. Even though the mutilation, as viewed from the outside, was far more significant than a single liver. Satan tried it. (He really really hated the fact it was the idea of a younger brother, but never mind.) Problem: the filth was in charge. The part that got cut off was Jesus.
Jesus was less powerful than Satan, and couldn't cast him into the outer darkness even if he wanted to. And he was the 'pure' version of the mercy; he didn't want to. He forgave Satan for deserving to die.
/facepalm
Gentlemen, with great...something...I must inform you that
/headdesk
Satan couldn't cast Jesus out, because he wasn't stronger enough, and also because ending it quickly isn't cruel. Satan had become the embodiment of self-righteous malice. Healthy, in the sense of being internally consistent. Achieved pure viciousness.
Satan was what these puny mortals call a god, and the divine plan has
basically worked. With America spreading Satanist Egalitarianism all
over the planet, there has never been a time as degenerate as this one.
Nobody has begged as hard for Noah's flood than humanity is begging
right now.
Long story short the two grappled each other for centuries, Jesus adopting a full /facepalm ideology until he gave up and offed himself in a delusional attempt to...something. This isn't clear not because it's in Enochian, but because Jesus was a fucking lunatic. "I will transcend death!" You will transcend your own mother? The fuck does that even mean? *blorp* well you transcended Existence and now don't. Good fucking job. I think the Mayans called it: 2012.
With no Jesus around to muddy the issue, Satan got executed. Given Jesus offed himself, there was no reason not to merk the both of them way earlier, but live and learn.
Quite [as above, so below]: father kills himself, son gets himself killed. Lucifer wanted his liver to die. Result: a very, very dead liver. Was that a good idea? I'm gonna go with no? But, it was certainly his idea, so it certainly happened. Due to Lucifer's decision, all his sons have weak livers. They inherited the dissonance. All the surviving sons, anyway.
Also due to Lucifer's accidental ritual, the 49th and 50th heavens were cut off from the higher heavens. I think the 48th heaven, the air heaven, corresponding to the liver chakra, still literally exists, but from here it looks barren. Empty even of air. You should be able to see four heavens from Earth - the fire heaven is hardly subtle - but you can barely see two including itself. Due to the missing 48th, you can treat getting messages from the 47th or higher as impossible.
When mortals allowed Satan to desecrate Wotan's and Zeus' temples, perhaps they were like, "fine then," and took their ball home. They stopped pandering to mortals and looked to their own ascension. If they succeeded, it will have become impossible to contact the entities themselves, though of course some egregores are still around.
What's definitely true: whatever happened, they're gone now. Satan tried to make the world boring. He replaced almost all spiritual entities with his own sockpuppets. I'm not sure why, but it clearly worked. Pod people really happened upstairs. When Satan was executed, all his sockpuppets lost their puppeteer and most days it's hard to prove there's anyone left.
Earth is the mortal realm. It is the netherworld. The Chthonic
realm. You have to die to come here, just as you have to die to leave.
Lucifer felt pressure to die, to restore equilibrium with the fate, the
kismet of Earth. Ultimately Lucifer agreed to be part of Indra's net in
the 50th heaven, and he therefore died.
I'm pretty sure the Lethe is real and the Styx is a misunderstanding, but, again, Enochian. The Lethe circles the mortal heaven, a barrier one must pass through on entering or exiting. To Exist on Earth is to be saturated in Forgetting.
The Forgetting is what attracts the filth. It's a way of dying without dying. Some of them secretly hope to overdo it and die properly. The filth is, as you might expect, maximally fucked up in the head.
Understanding Enochian is really hard. If you start getting a splitting headache, you might be close. If you actually die, that's about right. "How am I supposed to read if I'm dead." Indeed, indeed.
