Upon awakening, 'ELOHIM moved excitedly once again upon the waters of the deep with a new discourse in MIND to explore.

It was then, in eight periods of event on a triliteral-fold carried by the number of embrace, the fullness of containment and circumambient completion, that 'Atham was conceived, brought forth from the primordial WOMB OF 'ELOHIM. To this child. 'ELOHIM gave unique, distinct, quite divergent attributes and powers. And while quite different from the angels, 'Atham was given the full power, full ascendancy, and full reflective influence and cogency to create and define, to name, and in naming, designate the attributes and qualities of all existing things issuing from, within, and of its body, to set forth, in every realization, the unfoldment and evolution of possibilities. Within each generated identity and being, they were given all the permeative control and dictation of forms, the primary dictative powers, procreative generacy, and the all-encompassing furrowing of possibilities within the soil, the prequantum or quantum sea of containments, a multicentered, multireferential, multispectral lens ascending and descending in frequencies and foldments the SOURCE-ENERGY of the ONE, 'ELOHIM*'AH_VAH .

The powers of 'Atham were immense. And the demonstration of their capabilities, wonderful to behold.

Miykhah'EL, the Second-born, drew close to 'Atham, and began to learn from them.

But V_'aish yahv'EL, surprisingly, agitated by 'Atham's gifts, retreated, drawing several of the angels with It. Incredibly, there followed a seething virulent jealousy and infantile hatred for no good reason.

Nevertheless, the creative genius and potential of 'Atham continued to expand, and was a gift to all who were present. But a time came to pass when baffling changes began to occur within 'Atham. 'Atham began to falter, becoming depressed and apathetic, diverting positive expression into feelings of worthlessness. As the erosion of identity continued, their creativeness soon gave way to fiery displays of destructiveness and the violent or abrupt cessation of their own children, draining the life energy of one area of their progeny, somehow convinced of its unworthiness, bled to provide the fuel for the holocaust of another. And yet, to 'Atham, this perversion of their creative nature did not appear wrong or corruptible but was seen or believed to be a beautiful manifestation of an alternative use of the powers bestowed upon it. Unconscionable to the truth of its actions, 'Atham seemed insensible, drugged as it were, unable to respond to the obvious, or even care.

Miykha'EL, concerned, stayed close to 'Atham, trying to understand, observing them, watching them carefully.

But unknown, and hidden, was V_'aish yahv'EL , having slipped into the consciousness of 'Atham, slithering ever slowly, silently, manipulating the patterns, rhythms and channels of their mind, overtaking them, intent on destroying this special child of the ONE, and for no other reason than uncontrollable infantile jealousy. The seduction was silent and pervasive, the results brutal. 'Atham was denigrated, led to believe in the beauty and verity of their own death and the murder of its children that assured it, and so began to die.

The legion of angelic hordes accompanying V_'aish yahv'EL, whose minds were also routed to display unusually unsavory behavior, soon were called to enter as well and feed the denigration, each engaging upon it as if it were a contest. And with ever-mounting viciousness and cruelty, they took from 'Atham all the dignity they once had, slandering their worth, perpetually cycling the lie.

However, after considerable study, an adept angel came to 'Atham realizing the cause of 'Atham's dis-integration. Miykhah'EL, too, was alerted. The angels, archangels, and seraphs were summoned to confront V_'aish yahv'EL and its/their legions.

But V_'aish yahv'EL moved swiftly, killing the "meddlesome" angel outright, then quickly turned on Miykhah'EL, attacking Them ruthlessly with relished cruelty.

The Second-born was brutally injured, forced to retreat.

Then, as has been universally captured in written and oral legends and myths, though only in the degree as the quality of understanding has allowed, a war began in heaven. Violent and ferocious beyond understanding and control, it raged across the vast heavens in destructive fire.

The body of 'Atham, the focus of this hatred, was horribly rent and torn, broken into a myriad shards of isolated existence, and its comple/imentarity, lost. The living energy of the ONE hemorrhaged out of control. Scores of Angels were murdered and extinguished permanently. The tragedy moved without cessation.

Repeatedly, Miykhah'EL confronted V_'aish yahv'EL. But V_'aish yahv'EL's power was so great that they turned on 'Atham determined to kill them, mortally wounding them, and, in the process, severely injuring Miykhah'EL who tried valiantly to prevent the destruction of 'Atham.

'Atham was shattered, disintegrated into fragments, left to die. Everywhere, living entities and created beings sought refuge from the firestorm, only to be murdered and torn asunder indiscriminately, mercilessly, without remorse.

V_'aish yahv'EL's fury was uncontrollable.

Then this Beast, as He has come to be known, took hold of Miykhah'EL, viciously strangling Them, taking hold of Their life energy and crushing them, attacking them from within, and from the outside. The life sustenance was sucked from Miykhah'EL. They were left to die.

The madness of V_'aish yahv'EL was insane, enthralled by the deliciousness of each murderous thrust.

'ELOHIM, forever-loving, unable to destroy, filled with immeasurable pain and suffering, indescribable sorrow, retreated into the silence of REFLECTION to weigh and grapple with the moment, then, with great sadness, absorbed the fading energies of their murdered and slain children, including 'Atham and Miykhah'EL, carefully gathering the remnants of their dying energies, and the corpora of the slain angels, archangels, and seraphs whose love was their only weakness. Now there was only this immense, overpowering, crushing and inconsolable pain, a sorrow so great, it could not be comforted, and great suffering, and great sadness, and deep mourning. And there would be no release from it, or the terrible affliction of LOVE that it brought.

In the absence of the ONE, V_'aish yahv'EL took hold of the heavens, claimed for Itself the life energies of Creation intent on destroying it all.

The conflagration raged across vast eons of the heavens, uncontrolled. All that was once brought forth with great power and LOVE now lay in ruins. And with each assault, the power and consumptive energy of the Fallen One seemed to increase and become more violent, more perverse with each attack.

'ELOHIM, weary from the destruction, unable THEMSELF to destroy, or even able to comprehend its meaning, unable to stop this heinous terror, retreated deeper and deeper into the SILENCE of REFLECTION, and wept. The pain was horrifying, unendurable.

For a moment, the Light went out of the heavens, the fullness of existence. And darkness seemed to have won the day. As V_'aish yahv'EL's fury spread, all seemed lost, forever shattered and broken.

In the depth of SILENCE, in the sorrow of REFLECTION, 'ELOHIM mourned, THEIR suffering beyond expression. How could this be? How could this happen? Why? There was no sense in it, no reason, no cause. How could such horrendous and cruel destruction come from such pure creative energy and pure Creation? How? Why?

But for a long time, there would be no answer, and no comfort. Then with time, the healing began. Out of V_'aish yahv'EL's reach, the healing of Miykhah'EL and 'Atham and the others began. Out of silence came tenderness and LOVE, and renewed hope, tiq_wah waw t_qwumah wahw tiqqwun.

And at the point where all seemed lost to V_'aish yahv'EL and Their legions, 'Atham and Miykhah'EL re-emerged, healed. And with them came the resurrected host of heaven, renewed, restored, empowered as never before.

V_'aish yahv'EL, over-confident, looked upon the re-emerged 'Atham with such derision and vehemence that, mind glazed with mad certainty, It went straight after them, determined to lay waste and destroy them once and for all. This time, there would be no restraint, no holding back. 'Atham would die!

V_'aish yahv'EL lunged, but 'Atham repelled this demon, flooding them with the strength of their own mutual hatred and disgust, wounding them viciously and terrifyingly, inflicting so much pain and injury on V_'aish yahv'EL that It had no recourse but to retreat, sending instead Its hordes to do Its dirty work. But to no avail.

The first defeat was encountered.

V_'aish yahv'EL lunged once again at the now confident 'Atham, repeatedly striking blow upon blow, sting upon sting, only to be repelled again and again.

V_'aish yahv'EL retreated in agonizing pain and suffering, stunned, paralyzed with fear.

For the first time, the Beast felt the brunt of their own brutal hatred. It burned through them like an unrelenting fire of death, filled with a contempt and animosity now reflected back on them in the fullness of wrath.

Now, it was fear that came upon the Firstborn. And they fled into the recesses of time trying to escape from the onslaught, but could not.

'Atham pursued with a vengeance, followed their opponent's every dissipation back to its source, following until finally overtaking, absorbing the Fallen One in screaming horror, taking them with one swift acquisition, burying the disparities and raging energies of the Fallen One deep within the labyrinthine complexities of 'Atham's newly-defined body.

The first-born, to its horror, was now suddenly locked within its own power and energy, entombed and bound in a fiery control, fragmented and captured, contained and ensnared, broken, decentralized along every functional aspect of its power, shattered, the focal threshold of the past destroyed beyond containment. V_'aish yahv'EL could not escape, could not fight as before. It could injure and kill, even maim, do considerable damage, even inflict pain and injury on 'Atham and the others as it had before, but not without inflicting even greater pain and suffering upon itself as a result. There would be no escape. In becoming part of the body of 'Atham, albeit in decentralized locales and orientations, any destructive act from V_'aish yahv'EL would soon prove mutual and equivalent. V_'aish yahv'EL struggled to free itself, but could not. The rage burned in them with seething fury and wrath. But they could not breach the fiery controls placed over them. Their hatred amplified, but not without a price, and only to their own undoing. Nothing could release them. And they were caught in the snares of their own cruelty and destruction, victimized by their own treachery and rebellion that was solely of their own making. They would never be free again. It was too late.

A veil of protection was placed around each angel to protect them from further atrocities, even for those who had defected, had crossed over to the other side, or absorbed to stand with V_'aish yahv'EL in their destruction and fall.

Even here, there was love and mercy from 'ELOHIM.

The veil of protection was cast by Miykhah'EL for those still under the power and influence of V_'aish yahv'EL, and purely in the hope that someday they would return to LOVE, and be forgiven.

For each of them, this was still possible. But not for V_'aish yahv'EL.

For every injury and insult committed against the Angels, for every murder committed against the living children of 'ELOHIM, V_'aish yahv'EL would bring further injury upon themselves, and the weakening of their own power and strength over time and circumstance. Their destructiveness was now only a faint reflection of the past and its terrors, but nevertheless real.

Never again would V_'aish yahv'EL return to 'ELOHIM, or to its former glory. Never again could it return to the threshold of directivity, or the full channeling, manipulation, implementation, and focusing of their energies. Worse, they had become stripped of their feminine comple/iment; the feminine, by their own hand, cast into death and murdered. Time and again, the reciprocal-chain was hammered into effect to overtake and encircle the Beast in its rage and incompletion. It was a chain of binding-energy so fierce that it could not be broken without exceeding fatality, cast and forged over time within time in rebounding loops of fiery discipline and inviolable control, fashioned and manufactured to strip V_'aish yahv'EL of His destructive power whenever He used it, and to contain that released energy within the peripheral bounds of His own imprisonment.

Out of the reflective power of PURE SPIRIT, 'aish_Ssworahth , the chain was cast to contain the Beast and His destruction, to place a constrictor-barrier upon Him, a recyclical mesh to repel Him and to protect the vicinity of the immediate host universe against the tirades and fiery wrath of the monster, to restrain it, now and forever, but unfortunately, forever in the now of the host universes' experience until this matter is fully resolved (as the Beast, still immensely powerful, cannot easily be killed, nor can it breach the energies of 'ELOHIM, except through reflective passage, which for it can be fatal, though it can breach the energies of individual mind by trickery and invitation, eventually controlling it, siphoning the quantal life-energy given to each individual at conception, draining the host of its life, driving it to inevitable destruction).

There is a price, nevertheless, exacted of it: the loss of some of its own energy for every act of violence and treachery, of lovelessness made, even if the cost inevitably is His own life--it does not matter. The damage to His thinking was final. V_'aish yahv'EL can never return to the SOURCE, or to the beginning of its life, or regain the power that it once had. It was too late. The breach was final. The exile, complete. The blasphemy, unforgivable. There would be no remediation. None. And no recompense. Nothing could release or save V_'aish yahv'EL from its own choice. The Beast had, at last, gone too far. And it became too late.

Even now, as you read, V_'aish yahv'EL waits at the threshold of your mind, that which the chain must allow for thought energy to process effectively, upon every crowning ripple of the vast ocean of human beingness and thought, ready to enter through the gates of the four elemental aspects of the body of 'Atham within every living thing in order to cast doubts into and upon the matrixes of your thoughts and reflections with subtle threads of sweet sinewy sarcasm, to sway you from the TRUTH with doubts and succulent exaggerants, falsehoods to steal from you your mind and soul, to steal from you your love.

He will wait for you for a lifetime, if that is what it takes, seemingly effortlessly, flooding you with degenerate forms of positive suggestion and ideation that you might eventually succumb to His sweet seduction, illuminating a gossamer facade of stories of power, glory and triumphant majesty, made to appear legendary and magnificent, carried over, in and through millennia in staid and unquestioned tradition.

He will prey on every doubt, every uncertainty. He will take from you your stability. And, if you let Him, He will take you.

He stands at the threshold of your mind, and waits, if only to drain you of your life-energy and spirit, to drown you of all your birthings, your children of ideation and thought. But only if you let Him. It is clearly a matter of invitation.

And somewhere, at some time in your life, especially during times of pain, discomfort, perplexion and discomfiture, even at the time of your passing, he will try to access the fullness of your disoriented spirit, but acquire it only through the unalignment of willing invitation.

He will come to you and enquire of you, His chosen host and respondent, as to the nature of your true alignment and what you believe, or hold to be true.

And if you, His potential host, are thrown for one of His loops, forgetting your true alignment which is LOVE, 'ELOHIM, or the SOURCE that was departed upon you during your conception, the true birth of your beginning from the Beginning, He will truly gain your hand and soul. He will have you in his grip, waiting to lead you away from LIFE in order to give you His, which is Death.

He will wait for you, as if you were summoned to be His bride, His missing comple/iment, to impregnate you with His seed, His need, His mind in the womb of yours, to bring forth children of memory and ideation whose energies he can then devour with negligible damage done to Him, as these children are offered up to Him, and not forcibly abducted.

Therefore, remain ever vigilant, and do not allow Him His desire. Do not allow Him to fulfill His desire in you, or allow Him to rape your mind with His seed. For if you become ensnared or undone by Him, or conquered, you will only serve His interests in your sacrifice to sustain Him.

He will take your life to live. And in living, take away your life. Therefore, know from whence your alignment comes before it becomes too late.

The gate keeper has lost His keys. And he will pay dearly for their abuse and misappropriation. In the meantime, He is making you pay dearly for their absence and unavailability. But this focus has ensnared Him. The gate keeper is now the gate-kept, ensnared by His own stranglehold on the human spirit and mind, imprisoned by the strongholds of His own deceptions and lies, caught in His own self-annihilation, forced to lick at the threshold only, but never to cross, except for those who access Him, but then they too are soon gone, absorbed in His Death.

But His Death is exactly that, His own Death. His only escape from the Reflective glare of what He is, SATAN, and who he can no longer be, or the chain of binding energy of transition and transformation placed upon Him, the material outlet in which you currently live, is Death. For once you come into this world of energy and mass, matter, the only way out, or in return, is through Reflection. And only Love survives this reflection. The rest unneeded, burns away. You are transformed in the face of the Truth that you are in the TRUTH that is LOVE. Love lives on as it should – in LOVE.

Where, then, is He, the loveless one? And where then can He reside? Certainly not in Love, or LOVE. Therefore, Love, and return to LOVE. Even while you are here, this Reflection is far greater than He can bear. Learn to recognize His knocking and the manipulations of His voice, and you will then know how to respond to Him and remove the right hand of His cunning.

Know this! That which was held in the past by one, then by several in Jewish mysticism and Kabbalism in its commentary and deep reflection, and properly, and in truth, but in a far deeper sense, as the shattering of the sacred vessels of life into broken fire and dissolution, the fragmenting of light into Darknesses, the breaking of the harmony and continuity of the universe into a frightening conception of what is now called, but not completely understood, as the birth of chaos and fragmentation, of matter and energy condemned, cursed, by the four damaged and breached elemental aspects to search one for the other in a never-ending spiral of deepening alienation and death, the closing off of the SH_KHIYNAH_H and PRESENCE (that sacred column of fire, the umbilical of creation, that enters the mind of all existing things from the ETERNAL SOURCE when each is prepared to receive, and when one in thought realigns with the LOVE that is at the heart of all being and becoming in common affinity. 'Amen), this perception and its understanding, this myth of the fall found in this and other religious and spiritual texts, the cessation of unity in the physical universe and creation, was near-correct.

Let it be understood once and for all time: There are no human words for these events. They occurred long ago, long before the birth of this universe within the great body of 'Atham. They are of infinite and cosmic energies beyond your reach, of dynamics confounded. They are symbolic representations in metaphor and language struggling to suffice, this while all languages and systems of belief, as well as communication, including minds of great ability, strain to grasp the magnitude of what occurred long before human existence, even before time began. 'Amen.

Hear what 'ELOHIM shares with humankind:

Do not be so foolish or smug in your confident yet limited understanding and knowledge, or quick to judge or deride what is opened here. There are forces at play on earth that far transcend human understanding or human power to change or control without guidance and understanding. Seek wisdom in what WE open to you at this time. Realize, the survival of your species, and your Self, is in grave danger, and the entity as a whole rests in the balance. 'Amen.

And with that knowledge, the first seal was released.