The Curse of the Broken Shrinking God

God is One

The earth she had no form nor child in her womb.  The dragon searched outside her womb while her spirit searched the seas.  Till they found him: the Resurrection and the Life drowning in his own blood.  Yet something so pure could not be touched even by the dragon docile; the dragon skin would have to be shed.

The instant his head had emerged from the womb, Hashem could feel every heartbeat and sorrow.  There was nothing hidden from his gaze.  In that moment time itself began.  But he was only met with walls of hopelessness crushing him from around.  The womb behind him was an empty tomb of the mother whose life he could feel slipping from her.  Before him was a dragon lurking to devour.  He felt the light slipping from himself as well.  Far in the distance he could feel the numbness of his father.  He felt the darkness of the dragon growing in his father once more.  He prayed for light to live again.  He wished they all could be one happy family like Father had set out for.

Through the seas of murky-ed waters he could see his father battling to reach him.  The fighting spirit of his father brought light to him.  He thought of his mother.  They had literally sacrificed everything so he could live.  They had placed all their faith and hope in him that he would pull them all through this.  Feeling life surge inside him he lifted up his voice with his Father's.

"Yehi owr!"  "Let him become what is light."

The thundering of his father's voice met his own creating a glassy sea bridge between them that was both ice cold and burning in flame.  As the Dark One stepped upon it fiery arrows began to shoot from him that broke apart again in cascading fireworks all around with each step until it was just the spirit of his father on the bridge...no dragon.

The head of the dragon fell into the seas sending out the uncontained waters in all directions as the blast of the spirits in it exited.  Father reached down and took his son in his arms.  All around  they gazed silently on the remains of siblings and sons.  From the bones and ashes a daughter, dark and mysterious like her father, stood up.  She pushed aside the two brothers who had died shielding her.  Samael and the Spirit of Mother joined them.  

"Yehi owr!"  "Let him become what is light."

From the remains and ashes of his siblings smaller spirits rose to take their places: Sons of the Dark One.  All around them gathered the mystical creatures that had come from the distribution of the dragon: flying foxes, gryphons, soaring horses and scaly dragons.   The Dark One and HaShem watched them all playing happily together.  DNA had gotten so mixed up that the resurrected ones did not even know who they once were or what had happened before them.  The were multiplied- more diverse and smaller versions of their former selves.  Only Samael, Beulah, Hashem and the Spirits knew what took place.  

Beulah joined HaShem and the Dark One.  "Why did I live?  What purpose was there for me living and my other ten brother's dying?  Look at me?  I must be cursed.  I am only darkness."

Though only just born and with the bodies of infants, they all had mature abilities to interact and think.  The light took the hands of the darkness.  "You don't need to shine.  When I look at you I see you shining back at me.  As long as you always look to me I could be all your light.  I cannot go to the darkness, but you can.  I would gladly give you all my light if it helped you overcome it."

The Dark One saw that HaShem could not battle the darkness directly.  But his sister was pure yet able to be resilient against it.  Samael he placed in charge of the beings of light that came from the ten fallen brothers.  Beulah he put in  charge of the animal beings that came from the dragon.  HaShem he separated from them all taking him to a  deserted area.  When they looked out at him they saw his light and knew he was still there looking out at them.

HaShem thought he might be lonely with just him and his Father but it turned out to be his happiest day ever.

Day doesn't last forever no matter how much HaShem may wish it would.  He will have to soon face the darkness himself.  What will happen to the bond he and his parents have shared?  What will happen when he is reunited with the others?

I post a commentary on my research for this book at peoplegetreadyforyeshuaiscoming.blogspotcom.  Right now they are the size of moons and mountains.  Will they continue to shrink or will light win the night?  This will be saved for part 2!