The divine sleeps in the rock, breathes in the plant, dreams in the animal, and wakes in man.
Last night I drew a blank with writer’s block, so I went to sleep. I found myself awake at 4 AM, the hour of the morning star. There was complete darkness and total silence: no machines, no traffic sounds, and too early for the birds. Even my mind was utterly silent. There was a space for lustful fantasies, or thoughts of resentments, slights, envy, and anger to arise, yet the Silence remained. Mary was stepping on the serpent’s head, keeping his temptations at bay.
Wisdom spoke to me. I tried to remember it all as it happened, hoping nothing would be forgotten. When written, it never comes out exactly the way I first heard it. There were revelations about Nyx that I had never suspected. These are the mental notes.
I am Matter although I go by many names: death, sleep, turmoil, night, darkness, void, abyss, silence. I was there at the primeval chaos. From nothing, I created everything, then the rhythm of night and day, the dark and the bright. Yet the Silence remained. There was no experience, no one hears the sounds. Just the rhythm of inhalation and exhalation.
There is no pause from me, no day of rest. I am ineluctable, unstoppable, relentless, unchangeable, unforgiving. I cannot be appeased; I do not negotiate; I cannot be reasoned with; I do not answer prayer. I made your blood so your blood sacrifice just gives me back what is mine; it changes nothing.
I created time and space. You think the universe is too large or too old? Time is meaningless to me. I have time. Space is too large? Compared to what?
Earth is a favoured place. It took great patience to create that speck of dust in the void even if I am master of the sky, the earth, the seas. I created earthquakes, volcanoes, hurricanes, tsunamis. They are subject to my power. They are unavoidable and unpredictable despite your science. Laws? I don’t follow any laws. I work by chance, by trial and error. It takes time and it takes space to get results.
Earthquakes are good for the earth. They purify it; they shape the continents.
I created plants to live off the energy of the sun. They breathe but do not hear.
I created animals to live off the energy of the plants. It was a long process of trial and error. Mutations both good and bad, some too grotesque to mention. The animals dream but do not know me. They experience fear but are not yet horrified by me. I created enormous cruelties that the animals endured in their struggle to exist. To them, it was just another dream
I needed beings who can think about my accomplishments. I waited, I prepared the ground. Then I saw it; I saw a shadow in the shape of a man. I cannot see above, but I could see the shadow growing larger. I fashioned bodies to receive them. I waited patiently; I had no doubt that the beings whose shadows I save would come to earth.
Then they appeared, confused and anxious. I forced them to live like the animals, their security always in doubt. They had to struggle to survive just as animals do. But I did not subdue them with sleep as I did with the animals.
I am cruel. I made them conscious of their pain and despair. I made them worry about the future. I made them aware of guilt and shame, which persisted long after the initial cause. I made them suspicious of each other as they multiplied. I gave them earthquakes, storms, volcanoes.
I gave them faith when there is nothing to believe in.
I gave them hope when there is nothing better to hope for.
I gave them love when nothing is lovable.
They delude themselves when they just follow inner impulses implanted in them.
There is no exit.
Few face up to it.
Unlike the Solar calendar, in the Lunar calendar the day begins in darkness and ends in light.
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