Thursday, April 15, 2010

Where it Began: the Circle of Refiam ((A Play)(Revised and reedited 4-2010))

(Or, Gigantopithecus)(Written: 5-2006; Revised and reedited, 4-2010))





[A Three Act play]


Dennis L. Siluk, Ed.D.
Andean Scholar, and Three Times Poet Laureate



With Illustrations


By Dennis L. Siluk Ed.D.
Copyright © 2006 (2nd Revised Edition, 2010)

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Quotes and Notes
."...and he called his name Jared, for in his days the angels of the Lord descended on the earth, those who are named the Watchers, that they should instruct the children of men, and that they should do judgment and uprightness on the earth." (Jubilees 4:15)

“There were giants in the earth in those days, and also after…and they bare children…the same became mighty men…men of renown.” Gen. 6:4 [The Nephilm/giants of those days.]

“It shall be exactly as it was in the days before Noah” Matt. 24:38; Luke 17:27


The story of the Watchers (and their giant offspring for the most part) may be found in the book of Enoch, in the Pseudepigrapha. I have tried not to departed materially from this tale to create my own too much, and prophecy of their return, and by other established writings, although this account is how I see the story unfold along with its background, and thus told from my perspective.
History of the Names


N e-phil´-im, which means fallen ones ((from naphal, to fall) (Dead Giants, the sons of Anak, giving his name to the clan))
As Rephaim they were well known (a caste of Giants) the world Rephaim, came from Rapha, a noble one among them, giving his name as did Anak, to a clan, the Palestine branch was named after Anak.


Age of the Raphiam Circle


The Circle of Raphaim has been dated to 3200 BC. I Personally find this date a bit clumsy, for a number of reasons, and for this play will change it by 800-years to 4000 BC, meaning the circle had been under construction at about 4000 BC, assuming the Giants of old, and those two hundred Angelic Renegades, part of the Nephilim, who lived in the time of Enoch, are the same ones, who built the Circle of Raphaim, or at least started it, which was before the Great Flood, and the time of Noah. Assuming this and accepting this as fact for the play, and assuming the Great Flood was somewhere between 3200 to 3600 BC, and the Great Circle was part of their meeting place at that period, and a graveyard for the over 8000-tombs thus far, found there, it would to me stand to reason, the Circle was built or could have been built over a period of several hundred years, perhaps completed after the flood when there were only a few giants left, prior to the flood during the great battles of the giants, is more likely when the circle would have been under construction, and those ungainly giants put to rest, before the flood there were 400,000-giants, after the flood, you could have put them in one American Military Battalion of soldiers. Thus instead of a date of 5200-hundred years, we come up with a 6000-year old period, and site.



The Nephilm (Cold Twilight)) A Short Epic Poem))
The twilight was coldOnly warm garmentsFrom pelts to cover their flesh!(They came in the middle of winterTo the circle of the RaphaimCame descending from the heavens The Shinning Ones, the Nephilm).The came from the cosmos,To put yokes around the necksOf humankind—humanity’s loveliest!To put yokes around their shadowsIn the cold twilight of the night.They had come to kill JewsTo subdue JerusalemTo make there woes right.(Old Giants of old, Angelic renegades;Watchers from the Heavens.)When they slept, they rested—Besides a roaring fire!…And the wind and air filled withWhirling particles, Pieces of faces, Shadows exposed—all with deep Yellowish-red glows.Damned by God, these rebellious foes(These giant with pre-historic souls)This gray ocean of demonic beastsBlazing a path through history:Came with sullen roars of madnessOf revenge for old woes…!¡Note: 5/29/06 #1361





















Demigods:
Return to the Circle of Raphaim




Act I
Scene I
Agdo, Daughter to Shamhat

Adgo: the Damsel (harlot)

Twilight just appeared over the city of Jerusalem, and the Golan Heights, of Israel (prior to the 1967 war, the Golan Heights belonged to Syria). The Circle of Refiam (diameter 159-meters; an archeological site) is in front of two beings, mostly shadows to any observers that might be around; the monument they are standing in front of is 6000-years old, called ‘The Circle of Refiam’. Horrep is an old soldier descendant of Og ((the Giant king: King Of Bashan) (Deuteronomy 3)); whom was one of the sacred Watchers over earth (angelic beings sent by the Most High). His kind were killed off many years ago, and built this circle of stones 37,000 tones of stones (hard, black and pure stone, seven feet high, sits on top of Israel’s Golan Heights, five concentric stone rings, diameter, 155 meters, 3.3 meters thick, built on ground level no one seeing it from the sky, with many tombs, thirty feet high, it gives a view of Sirius; they hold the same view as the Serpent of Genesis Lucifer’s manifesto: God does not exit, Christ, or the Messiah to come, will have no authority, nor Michael and Immortality was a natural state, the plan of mortal ascension is condemned, and the advocate individual should seek self-determination. Reference to Lucifer’s name: Isaiah 14:12: in Hebrew meaning Venus, or morning star, bright star), in a number circle-ruins; there are two openings, to this site—and in the center toped by a tumulus [mound] twenty-meters across; this ancient ruin is one of the lost great wonders of the world. It was in the days before the flood and then there after, when his kind (Horrep: giants of old) escaped earth, and those who stayed behind, were killed by King David almost completely killed off, they said they’d return: they have now, and they seem to look similar to aliens, over 13-feet tall.
Horrep:Curse all the generals that I was not a king, or the leader way back when, where it all began.
Noge:You notice! There is no suiting Israel, we must all wear the sword; He now has the power of many.
Horrep:And how shall I pay in silver, gold, euros or dollars? For this war we and the rest of us are going to start, we are who we are, but in this world, money is power! Not just supernatural abruptness.
Noge (annoyingly):
And who shall guard the indulgence of our army?
Horrep:I shall rob the city blind, then the country, then, and then the world.
Noge:While you can.
Horrep:I’ve had worse jobs being a corrupt leader has its advantages; I realize time will prove me the slayer of many, but I will be dead in hell, with the rest of my kind! Even if Roe doesn’t think so, we are all domed. Even him who has feasted so many years with us, whom we are sire to, we do what we do but he who fillest our cup, shall empty it.
Noge:Yes, but all’s hell! ‘t is true, you are probably right, so give me the night with all I dream, a song, and wine, a dancing girl before we start our havoc. Look about you! All’s hell, and the world so merry, what I ask for‘t is a trifle, and who shall lose; grief, let it be blind, be of courtesy!
((Horrep, older than the Raphaim Circle, lies down; enfolded in his rawhide skin, on the earthwork) (near the fortification: by one of the two entrances, and in a minute is asleep))Noge:Sleep, well my beastly friend: we will need it. Violence has come back to thy face! Gone long, and now thou’rt like a child who wants revenge on his father’s garden; how deep anger dips us in its swamp! I was made of you…I have seen only what you have told me…but who come hereunto?
(Enters Adgo, a girl from a nearby village, Noge sheaths his sword, other warriors seat themselves on the many large stones about and look)
What is your skill, do you buy and sell? You do not look like a starving cat!
Adgo:I give, I do not buy or sell, and I provide what you desire.
Noge:All’s is well then, at least with you and me. You are Aha, a dream-wish I asked Horrep for! You are early.
Adgo:To soldiers, what is time, you have leisure to await, or use for pleasure. My last task went quickly.
Noge:
Perhaps…! The night grows a chill. I see you have wine? This is the hour men become drunkards, and go to their noisome sleep, unable to fight when awaken.
Adgo:I have plenty of everything for you; I see your father is sleeping?
Noge:Truly, we do not sleep, but rest in thought, it is what war’s usages demand. He says you are what wounds a father’s heart, weakens the warrior, the harness of a fallen foe to be. He says the world is flaccid, feeble, weak, devoid of blood, and cares not of animals, so with his power he will change the minds of man, for they are dead inhabitants, we are giant ghosts from the netherworld, so all may believe, or will believe? David killed many off in his day my father told me. We have come back to reclaim our birthright, here at this stone structure, where once we were called Titans, or giants of the Nephilm race. King Og was my father’s father. He ruled from Mount Hermon…and beyond (and lived at Ashtarot, a Canaanite city). King David’s nephew also killed many of my father’s offspring, Jonathan; they were the ones who built this circle you know, a time before Noah’s time; Og hid in Noah’s boat, and had many children by is daughters, my father was one, so he says; he was, Og, one of the ones who fell from heaven.
Adgo: What would you do if all the oceans were wine?
Noge (laughingly):
Curse mankind, God and all the Nephilm and become a whale. I smell your flesh it is sweet.
Adgo:I brought much wine because when soldiers go thirsty, day or night, they are suited for nothing. At least we girls know how to kiss. I’m in no hurry I will be yours.
Noge:My father is an evildoer. And so am I, you don’t protest, regale his large nostrils with the smell of blood!
Agdo:Let him take his forty winks, even villains have a right to make love and drink wine, and I am paid in gold, and I am your spoil, and if you wish I shall go among the spearmen. I have nothing to fear, I have brought myself to you as he asked! ‘T is well that thou art big.
Noge:Peace! Peace! I have put my sward aside. My father is waiting for the rest of his kind, our kind, I fear they will split your appealing head, open your cloak and do you harm! But now I want to see why man and beast and even us adore your kind—so open your cloak for me.

((She stands erect, wrapped in her cloak, opens it)(for a moment he looks kindly brute, he looks at her as if for the first time he sees what human life is made of…))
(Enter Xaro, a rich old Arab mercantile)
Noge:And who are you? What is your trade, your business here?
Xaro:I followed a light that descended a few hours ago, I dare ask, who are you? Are you aliens? Perhaps demigods of old! Are you not far from home? Aha! A girl from the town! And wine! And plenty of it, aye, good—I’m in no haste, will you share some with me?

Noge:Far from home, my father lies sleeping there, this woman is mine, and you ask me as if you are my sire, fear you no evil-doers? These who watch you, would crack your old head for your warm cloths, would it fit. I fear you will not leave here alive. (He looks at him) Who have we now?

Xaro:I fear nothing, I fear not thee! I am Syrian, for like you, we fight Israel, and you are on land that Israel took from us, and then King David was a Jew who killed your kind, and so have you come to help us? Your maiden seems well favored.
Noge:She is a street lily, of humble birth, like you. It is late and you should have a guard to venture forth as you do with us. The damsel is mine to play with, a tribute to my honor…your name?
Xaro:Shalom (שָׁלוֹם) Xaro, my name is Xaro. We have prayed for great soldiers to help us defeat the Zionist! She seems well-favored, be sure is not she does not venture forth to be your pest, I see a darkness and a shining look in her eyes.
Noge:It is as my father says: all in time, see that you take care of your own, as we shall. See my spear, behold, the blood around your face is dark, stand prepared to die, I would make haste if I was you, before your family has to mourn you before the cock-crows.
Adgo:Come lay with me, among the great and very old monument of Refaim, among your magnanimity ancestors, the blood is dark around Xaro’s face, Alas he can wait to die! He stands prepared; you will fight in the morning, pamper a man and see what you shall get!

Noge:

Come my fair maid, it is the drink and you I venture forth so late without rest.

Adgo:

And you, good soldier! ‘T is all in the trade. (So they depart)
Xaro:Yes, yes, I know now, you are the Sidonians, also called Sirion, the giants of old.
(Exert a pull on Adgo’s hand, as Xaro is left alone, Noge goes deeper into the five circles, within the labyrinth, the Gilgal Refiam; parts of it look like an ancient burial monument, with many dolmens [tombs], and perhaps at one time, parts being an astronomical complex: the stranger paces about looking at Horrep sleeping, and listening to Noge and Adgo make love, then after an hour you hear them talking)

Xaro (she chats in a near whisper):

So, they depart the ever evil yet to do, the willing hearts. I fear he soon may curse the hour they met . . . Ah! The dawn is near, and colder seems the wind; if I could roll back the night I’d know her ploy, one half evening would bring out its mystery. From whom thy gift comes, will only bring tears, he binds his son, and turns his back.
Noge:One more day, and the mystery of us, our presence will befall the earth, they will think we are aliens, angelic beings come here to set things right with the world, but we are the wind, the colder wind, the black sunrise, the unblessed, with unwilling hearts.(Xaro, kicks Horrep with the tip of his foot, and watches him stir)
Horrep:(Wakes up, rising, sees Xaro)
A bug! Why do you wake me? (Pointing his large fist with three fingers at Xaro)
Xaro:I saw your light, it was so far away I was not sure … I had to dodge the Israel soldiers to get here, they may come in the morning through those gates: and I saw the darkness in the eyes of your son, who was making love to Adgo, behind the walls of the one of the great tombs. Yes, here the two come…they hold hands. They seem to walk on air; perhaps your son has had his fill of lovemaking and knows now the pleasures of a woman.
Horrep:My kind will come in the morning through those gates of the Refiam. Go tell your kind we have arrived before I get up and stomp on you, who art thou?
(Horrep is getting up, singing a song)
Xaro:

An enemy of Israel, thou great yellow cat, and if I were you I’d sly her with your hands! Yea! Snap her back and trample her! She may have sweeter breath, but her fire shall sine they beard. Is it not said, “Know thine enemies?”

Horrep:

Whether or not is no concern of thou?


Song of Absence [Dedicated to the: Raphaim Giants]‘T was far absent, ‘t was far missing,Untamed aloft in a night long past!‘T is but a few hours left to pass,You then will see thy face by day.‘T was long-ago,‘t was long past, We ruled thee during your untied era.Our kind found your lot, fond and fairUntil they made us: foe and prey.Long ago, ever since, we took our blissIn dreams to come back, and embraceThe world and its strange face, Somehow we cannot forget thy kiss.

#1347 5/12/2006
Horrep:
And if I were you, Arab I would be gone before I eat you… thou hairy old one! Now let me pass before I stomp on you.




Refaim’s Chilly Darkness

Refaim’s chilly darkness reeks
Low into the plateau deep
One crimson golden heavenly star
Still lit, lights Refaim’s better night
Under a grayish moon they roam
Dispersed throughout this darkened gloom
Here, Giant, demon, renegade
Blind from Satan’s morning star
Old foes of long ago, call home
Damned by God! Their eternal souls
Now seek revenge, at Refaim.

No: 2773/4-13-2010



Act I
Scene 2


A Nephilm (one of the voices)
At the South East Gate, of this megalithic site, two hundred of these giant demigods stand, as if to guard the site, Roe, the Captain, or organizer stands with Horrep and his son Noge, and Adgo is behind them, she’s naked; Opal (one of Lucifer’s henchmen), from the gates of Hell, opens the new gates to the Gilgal Refiam Circle. The gates are opened now you hear groans, within this dusty unpaved threshold. Here they come—she’s naked, she is beautiful! Oh they love the sight but with silent eyes, stand back from her!


A Voice:

Who art thou? (Referring to the girl)
(The hinges on the gates make a groaning sound, like old bones, ghostly they are; they are stiff and with light torches in hand, the soldiers march.)
Horrep:Here come some soldiers with that old man, Xaro guiding them. Ere long, my father will take sight of these. Come Adgo, I cannot breath the same air without wanting to do battle with these madmen, your beauty stirs my blood more them they, and I wilt thou have yea for thy servitor.
(The Soldiers with Xaro)
A Soldier says:
She’s naked! (And then looks at the many giants shinning bright)
Xaro:These are the Shinning One’s of Old?
A Soldier says:
She is beautiful!
(An Arab General speaks to Xaro)
General: My thanks for this spectacle; you may go now if you wish!
Roe (To the General)
Be quiet, stand back, or I shall burn your eyes out!
Horrep:I do not know them, haters of Israel am I right?
General:Shalom (שָׁלוֹם) Who are you, are you all mad ((the soldiers hands on weapons)( Syrians, with Russian AK 47 assault rifles, and pistols in hand))
(Roe’s gaze is of a blue, red-hot light, several of the General’s soldiers look at him, and their eyes turn to crust, as if looking directly into the sun. Two Giants laugh, standing in the background: they say not a distinguishable word, watch Roe and the General)
(Noge looks at the girl’s nude body)
Noge (shouts):
Cover your loins, while we kill these alien tongues (the girl looks half-witted). Your breasts! Your breasts, witless one, take this robe (he throws a cloak to her).
(She is unashamed. The soldiers and the giants become restless, as the General is stunned at what took place, and now rifles are pointed at the giants)
General:We saw your light, who are you? We would like your help with Israel, do not kill us? I crave your pardon.


Noge:

Such loveliness! Oh, kneel to me, worship me (he commands the girl, and she obeys)
Roe:
Let these humans bear our armies once again, Syrian or not, and let God decide between us who be the victor. We are all Angelic gods, superhuman (he takes the Generals pistol from his hip and points it at him, and fires: the bullet stops in midair as his eyes has focused on it, and slowed it down). Thou hadst thy chance, and now indeed our god Lucifer, can be sole judge between us! Coming to us unannounced with guns aimed at us, is insolence, only Xaro will have our protection, you death waits.
(To the soldiers) Witless you are watching this bullet…why did you come here? (The bullet still in midair; he then looks at the girl :)
Such allure. (The bullet has now speeded up, and killed the general as he had turned his head, and the soldiers have started shooting at the giants)
Roe:And now my just wrath—I beg that thou make haste, I who do beg but seldom. Nay —should I hide from your weapons? Kneel and worship me or die! I shall no longer hide like we did so long ago in the cosmos and in the earth and other outer planets.
(TO THE SOLDIERS)
Now!(They do kneel down before him, as Noge puts the general’s jacket on Adgo. Cloaks her a second time)
Noge:If I do not conceal your beauty from their gaze, what am I to do, I cannot breath the air of these human soldiers, without becoming mad, you are under my protection as my father’s guest, you will not be harmed, this general reared between his purblind insolence, and Roe’s just wrath! But you are safe, I who do not beg but seldom, I want you again.
(She is silent; Roe is now looking at her)
Roe:Shall the demigods take her Noge? What said she?
Noge:Be gentle with her; take her until night grows old, off with the cloak! (he commanded)
((They, the giants of old, were all now speaking among themselves in an alien tongue, yet she seemed to know what was going on)(and Noge, gave them the girl as she disrobed without her move))

Roe:Say something to me, so I can hear your voice, Adgo, for you have spoke to my subordinate. What say she? Off with the pelt!
(Noge took the pelt off the girl; she is froze with fear and cannot say a word now)Voices of the Giants:
Make her dance before us! Give us the girl Roe, and to us that we may make love to her!! (And another voice said :) What babe is here? (And another voice said :) Disrobe the slut! (To the giant warriors from Noge :) What’s to be done? The girl must not remain before all of them; know what is on their minds! They crave to see her loveliness, and nearly worship her (speaking indirectly towards his father).
Roe:See Adgo, what you have done to my host, they have not had flesh in four-thousand years, you will pay for this: take her away Noge, and give her to them all. And you, merchant, go with these soldiers and tell the world we are here and how you worshiped me. Then Noge, kill the slut once the craving is gone from all the Nephilm!
Here is our home, fall in around her.
(Noge now takes the girl back aground the gates of the Circle, as the soldiers followed the merchant away from the site.)


Act I
Scene 3


Azaz’el (Leader of the Nephilim)
[Grigori or Angelic-Watcher of the Pre flood era]
Behind the stone structure know as the Circle of Refiam, the first of a five number of circles of stones placed on top of one another, balance perfectly and lose, some weighting 30 to 50 tones, huge in size (a monument crumbling into the ground because of its age, and lack of maintenance), the horde of angelic beings, giants known as the Nephilm all go behind with the female Adgo. At this time, Azaz’el, the leader of the Nephilm, who now has appeared on the scene (Roe being the only the team leader), gives news of a 3rd temple to be built in Jerusalem soon—a sign that the war in the Valley of Raphaim will quickly develop, and that is why the Raphaim have returned, even though the ruler of the Europe Union has made an agreement with Israel to avoid war, it will be broken; even though Noge has some reservations on this matter, ignorant somewhat.
Horrep:Soon, Noge, you shall know it all. I need to make you ready for the last battle, my heart is sad, it will be our misfortune, I shall describe things hurriedly for you, don’t mind what happens to the hussy. She shall take her refuge here; death will be all around her, give the mob the whore after we are done talking, that is better for now while you regain your senses.
Noge:She is only ill behaved because we want her to be father.
Horrep:Be quiet son, or I will have to save you from her fate, Azaz’el is here.The woman, with her the worse is to come between us I do believe. She never should have been let through the gates, naked as an egg and here she is, to be taken by all, we act like dogs, shameless.
Noge:Oh! Let me get my fingers in her hair. But father we have eyes that are false, hers are not, she is of real flesh. She is no dog, we cannot teach—

(You can hear her crying in the background, in the middle of the horde of angelic beings: giants)
Horrep:You have not seen, I have. You mistake this marvel of a woman to mean more than it is; she is no more than a mountain rat, a brothel pig. You go to foolish dreams, we are warriors, do not tend thy swine, my son, to sing you songs, and he grabbed his sword, and handed him his sword.
Azaz’el: Hurry up with her, stare and look, and be done with her or I shall go mad she— (a long pause)
Hell tells you…to be ready for the battle to come, you will have your time for killing, this is but one woman, there are more.
Noge (speaking to Azaz’el):
She is no immortal like us, do not harm her, or I will not obey you when the time comes to battle. Tell Vii not to hurt her, put aside your anger, and let her live: should I not have her again?
(Vii is making love to her now in the circle behind us)
Azaz’el:You have not heard her speak Noge, only cries of pleasure, Vii, bid that she speak, and if she does, do not harm her, incarcerate her when you are done, so her lover can have her later, put her in a tomb here in the circle.
(To Noge) Perhaps her tongue is alien to us, we shall speak in English, or Hebrew, or Arabic, whatever pleases her, is this fine with you? Be off with her soon… we cannot stand around her forever staring at her flesh: I’ve got work to do. She is a distraction, perhaps hurled by the Jews, sent to quiet us, because when you see her beauty, your heart burns, you are innocent of this I know, and you are your father’s shame. Trust me, in days not hours, the temple will be built, and we will war with Israel, and King David will not save them as he did so long ago in the Valley of Raphaim.

(He walks away, leaves Noge and Horrep by themselves, standing back from the horde; Vii stops, takes the woman, then takes her by the hand and leads her out by and tomb, she is saying something to him, indistinguishable)
Noge (to his father Horrep):
How does God work?


Horrep (looking at his son):
I speak quiet, for if Azaz’el hears, I fear the worst’s to come, shameless dog child, David killed many giants in his day, had many victories over Philistine; he sang songs about it, about God’s love in his Psalms. We, Azaz’el and I and many of us have been trying to figure that out for a long time, David knew.
Noge: Then why are we going to fight with Azaz’el against the Jews, I mean, if God has favor with David, and David is with God, and David was a Jew, why do we come here to this land we got kicked out of, and ran into the comics so long ago; why do we stay to kill more Jews?
Horrep: Perhaps because we think it is our threshold, it is thus a home. Yea! Those questions, pierce my cheeks, they are defiled! Hold your tongue, it is like a spear.(Several of the Giant soldiers heard a few of the last words Horrep spoke, turned about…confusion on their faces.)
God sent his angels to help David; they were on the tops of trees, with swords; that is how he won two of the battles: the ones in this valley called the Valley of Refiam. You are one of the last of your kind you know. I say one of the last, for Saint Christopher came from our stock. He was eighteen-feet tall, he come from a tribe of cannibals, like our ancestors. He was ugly, and died around 300 AD, he became a martyr, he became a Christian; he came from Africa, the Marmaritae tribe. He was like you, always asking questions. Is this what you hope for? For God decided for us, what we will be given, I would urge you not to ask questions concerning this matter. I beg of thee they my son for my own well being. To foolish dreams you ask on the eve of battle.
Noge: By what my father affirms, I am long dead forever and ever anyhow, what harm can my questions be to a dead soul? Yea! Even more than that! But father before the days of Enoch you were born, what then? (He turns on his heel and looks down the corridor.)
Horrep: For the last time I beg you to hold your mouth you are my son! It is just how it is, you trample on my heart, and you are worse than the harlot I purchased for you, and I get this. But I shall tell you this… remember thou thee words when next you ask!
((Vii had left the girl on a tombstone; she is naked and staring at the horde gathered together a distance away: she glances back and forth between the horde and Noge)( Azaz’el is nearby listening to the conversation between Noge and his father; he was coming to let Noge know where the girl was but did not want to interrupt; thus, now Vii and Azaz’el stand together listening))

…actions and emotions—is what it is all about. Maybe our enemies were humans all along, the very ones we were protecting from the clouds. We became paralyzed by God’s love and care for them early on, to be honest, and we were gone from heaven’s abode for ages; I suppose that is close enough to the truth. We never waited for God’s voice, we didn’t listen to Him when it did come, but it we came down-to-earth as if it was our courtroom, and we gave sentence to earth, and that was that…! ~

Noge:

Tell me more!


Horrep:

We built this Rujm el Hiri, this labyrinth, this Refaim, as it was called, for many reasons, for the five ages, and races that have come and must past, for I have now lived all five, we are going into the fifth. And it is a cemetery, a temple, a shrine; we had to leave something, come back to someplace, to let mankind know we were here. It is our sacred place on earth, for our tribe. Soon, Noge, you shall know it all.

Noge:

I say that you must tell me all!


Horrep:

Why are you are so determined? All that is left is the worst’s to come. We became naked as an egg! What think you now?















Act IIScene 1

Sirgylam
Return of the Last of the Rujmel-Hiri’ Giants
(Noge wants more information, and as Sirgylam shows up with several ancient warriors of the past (angelic giants with him), Sirgylam, agrees to tell him how it was back in his day, since no one else will, and his father has remained silent on that subject. You see Noge and his father, along with Sirgylam saying something…)


Nightshade

In the stir-less night
Of nights that have no seams
Rooted in death
Down and around narrow spiral paths
They rattled like rattlesnakes
Buzzed like dozens of blundering flies
Monstrous thighs, shoulders and eyes
Like: snakes, owls, hawks wildcats
Half-demonic, with riveting jaws
With grotesqueness, they scratched and gnawed
In the doming shade of night,
Until the eve of sunlit, the eve of Armageddon
The Giants of the Circle of Refaim!

No: 2772 (4-13-2010)


Circle of the Refiam the Last Raphaim Giant Sirgylam— (tells his story to Noge)
It was 6000-years ago when we built these great walls, prior to this we sat on the top of Mount Hermon where there we had built “The Gateway to the Sun,” a one time treasure, that is, a few centuries back when the forefathers of the Atlantis’ nation was alive and prosperous. Everything is gone but this pile of stones. I was the last of that generation of Raphaim Giants.
I was one of the sons [Sirgylam: talking about himself] of the so called: “Old Ones,” from the seed of Semyaz, his father and Farina, a human he cohabitated with; Semyaz being a renegade angelic being like your father.
We had at time that time a Raphaim Empire (400,000-giants); this circle temple of sorts you are standing by, the Gilgal Refiam [in the Golan Heights area of Israel, otherwise part of Syria] was part of the empire. We were all wicked ones, tyrants and bullies. You Noge are son of an angelic being, born from the union of gods, and humans, which formed the basis for your demigod status, terrestrial looks; half-man, Titan one may say. Your brothers and sisters were all killed in war, all 7496 of them. It was a time when the Moabites lived in the Middle East.

—Back then (Sirgylam continues to speak) we knew extinction was nearby for the most part, being some twenty-feet tall, and having an enormous weight, we turned into cannibals. My hands as big as a person’s mid-section, and my eye-socks as wide as a person head, it was if anything, hard to hide ourselves in those days, when war broke out, as in the days of King David, when our offspring took our places in battle.
Your father remembers the village people trying to feed our offspring, but it came to the point, it was point-less, they worked day and night for us. And now times had changed, there was only one giant left, not two or three or some other uncountable number; many of us escaped to the cosmos. I was left behind, for a while. Ura’el was sent from heaven and he chained and banished many of us; I went to the islands in the Pacific. And for a long-time Azaz’el was put under tons of rocks, was a bit depressing. Furthermore he knew his days were numbered anyhow, as I did, and your father did.
In thought, I am reminiscing my father Semyaz, and his friend’s father and companion, Azaz’el, who were both magnificent angelic beings at one time, gone bad though, one of the ‘Old One’s’ as they are now known, who were assigned to guard over the earth, and took it upon themselves to cohabitate with human flesh. Then shortly after that took place, they ruled the earth with an iron hand. You never witnessed this because you were born in the latter days.
It was the golden period you could say for us; a time when I myself Sirgylam was young, and stupid and vile. I’d sit and play the dragon-skinned drums to appease my father and his guests. Many of the demonic beings of those days, visited my fathers den, and he was introduced to many as I was. At that time I was over 500-years old, old for a demigod, but not too old, surely not like Azaz’el, or even your father.
Sirgylam: the Raphaim Giant
I even knew the ugly giant of the Cedar Forest named Humbaba. And so now you know, and let it rest so we can get on with our war games. The Stone Raphaim
(Unmindful of his previous form the giant Sirgylam heads to the gateway of the Raphaim Circle, to greet the other two hundred, and the few that came with him.)
Horrep:
I think son you are not wise in this, to want to know all (The Captain Roe is watching both Horrep and Noge from a distance)
Noge:I wonder if more than Vii had her?Horrep: More about that woman again, Agdo, forget her.Noge: Vii’s face was red as fire.Horrep: The girl’s a wild one, let who will be fearful of her. You my son are a dreamer, we are all here now, and Azaz’el will soon give us his plan.Noge: I must see the girl.
Horrep: The way you are hounding after her, it is an unlikely chance Azaz’el will allow it.(Several of the giants are casting dice to see who will be allowed to visit the girl next, Noge sees and hears what is going on; the girl is sitting on a tomb, dumb like, saying nothing)
(Horrep to Noge :)
Why does she not scream? Yes, she is more than willing, too willing, her blood is hot. I think she will be a curse on our luck! She has no cloak on. How still the night is.((Horrep grabs his son, and they both sit down, as he was about to walk over to see Agdo, who is watching the dice players, and Noge)( Watching off and on; Semyaz grabs the dice, he is one of the old ones, an angelic renegade, and dangerously powerful, Noge see this, and Semyaz sees Noge notice, and Azaz’el sees them looking both at one another and the girl))

Act IIScene 2Secret of the Beast: “Even if you win, you lose”[2016 AD]


Gigantopithecus and the Neanderthal (Noge)



(The Neanderthal) Before we go into the next part of our play, perhaps the reader would enjoy a little background on a link the author believes resides within this historical fiction: just were, is everyone’s guess though. The Neanderthal has been compared to the Nephilim, the ancient warriors, the very ones this play is about. Perhaps in reality, there was a link between the two species, if not more than a link, perhaps even an off-breed of theirs. To these half-caste humans, who had lived alongside humans as well as the Nephilim, do not date back farther than the Nephilim.
Both having similarities, flattened craniums perhaps from battles and blows, heavy ridges above their eye sockets, their bones have both been found in Iraq, and Israel (also among European countries); they walked upright, used tools, and weapons, had culture and performed religious rites, like the Nephilim. The Neanderthal had a larger brain than modern man, by 100-millitliters. Although considered subhuman, they had an advance language, and were likened to the Nephilim in battle, cruel warriors.
It would appear, man existed before the Neanderthal, and walked side by side with them, as man had walked side by side with the Nephilim, but the Neanderthal during its existence, came and left, became extinct, while the Nephilim did not, and of course neither did man.
I believe the dating of the Neanderthal has been saturated, and too much anticipated, way beyond reality. I believe there is a link, and perhaps they date back to 4,000 BC to 14,300 BC. Whatever the case may be, the bones are among the giants. And in this play I do believe some of the Nephilim had similar appearances, perhaps Noge.



Advance: The World: it had come the last days; dramatic prophetic events were about to happen to earth. Israel was about to come under fire from an Army from the North [Russia]; An Arab Confederacy developed; Egypt was very much involved with this new order. Conquests, the Antichrist was nearby. Oil and Gold were running wild at the stock market. A Superpower bends Egypt’s knees. …

Massive starvation was now taking place (the world was depopulating, not increasing as everyone thought with the new sciences), and the United Nations could do nothing about it (although with the new world order, and government the superpowers had given their stockpiles of nuclear weapons over to them to use as a ace when a country disobeyed their directions). Inflation hit the world, now under satanic influence, skyrocketing inflation and the Stock Market had plundered, and food riots and chaos was everywhere; there was much international strife. Earthquakes were monthly somewhere throughout the world, cataclysmic pole shifts were taking place, as the earth tumbled about, its crust slipped out of alignment. And on the radio, and television, the world leader speaks :)

World Leader:

Ye, this among gentiles, prepare for war, we will wake up to the mighty men of the world for it is time for our war, let them come up: beat your plowshares into swords…come, one and all, gather yourselves with me, come to the Valley Jeshoshaphat.

(And they came with alcohol, drugs and swords, and guns, and every thing possible, and the world saw much epidemic, and this was happening, while at the Circle of Refiam, much foolishness going on)
Azaz’el (to Horrep and Noge):
Men disarm their hearts and fall for her beauty, and demons try to understand it, we are all compulsive and wastrel hounds! But we all glory under her flesh do we not, and want more of it. Leave the slut to me. And we shall see what she shall bring. I want no lies from her, look at her where she stands, oh shall I not go mad at her sweat upon her face, behold you, all! Victory comes not like that! O demigods of Lucifer.
Roe:
There are no laws with us pertaining to humans, never have been, but Noge makes rules for us like humans over this woman, as if we must treat her with respect. He dost dare to with you standing near. She hadst no smile to lure thee.
Noge (to his father in a low whisper): First tell how thou com’tst to find this woman called Agdo, who is she?Horrep: She came to me, not I to her.Noge: Tell me with no more ado!
Horrep:
I was on Mt. Hermon, waiting for a sign, waiting for you, it was cold, the night vast, and stars over my head, I felt odd, it was 5000-years since I had been back here. I felt sounds of drums, it broke my silence, and deep thinking, and they sank into my being, as if they were pulling the cords of my heart, several harlots appeared and they got my attention, I could hear their deep breathing, I could see her deep lips, voiceless, she called me to her, Agdo. Then all of a sudden she was standing next to me, and her friends had gone; it was my silent wish to have her, she read my mind, and I knew you would want her, your first flesh, and from a beautiful woman. To my eyes she was a curse upon all beauty, it led to thine embrace!
Noge: You sure it was she? Maybe she is as some have said, ally of the barbarian Jews?Horrep: That one (pointing his finger at Agdo), I know not of such things, it was her hands were on her breasts, the raven to the vulture. Noge: Yes! Then what? Did she speak? What did she say?
Horrep:

Aye, what? This was her mystery, she didn’t need to, a gleam, a look, an echo in my mind, and she was all of this. I think it is God’s silence in her (the Jews magic); she can take enormous pain, she made love to me. The girl is not dumb; she just does not tell her secrets. She is a curse upon all beauty.


Noge: She is the most loveliest and strange of all things, more beautiful than day and night; bid that she speaks now then. Or perhaps her tongue is alien to us, other than what we can understand of hers.

Azaz’el: See her, she looks so placid, she looks for the end of us, destruction. Must we stand guard on her; this is our home, our meeting place. Admit to us, I will make it all plain to you, it is as we fear, she is of God, of the Jews, (Vii is now walking, moving slowly towards her)
Noge: I told him to leave her alone! Give me an hour of quiet with her, I will find the truth; I’ll guard you from her!

Azaz’el:
You are mad; she will grow strong and wise under your hand. We have other business to attend to; she has taken enough of our time. We must enter the gates of Jerusalem soon, and into the Valley for the battle. I know not why he fools with this hussy. She walks and makes no sound. She smiles and music comes from her. All things come for a reason.
(All the giants, demon, angelic renegades are looking at the woman, her eyes now cast down, all pause to look, to think, silently: who is she)
(Vii has stopped, he seems to be frozen, no one knows why, but she has lifted her head a tinge, and her eyes see Vii that is all)
Semyaz:
I remember once, a beautiful silver strange angelic being by the name of Ura’el came down to earth when we were cohabitating with the humans, God sent him, and he buried many of us for 4000-years, some of us here, others got away, but now we are all back, Beware now how thou dost see her, use her, lest you end up under stones like we were…! It does disturb me that we have taken her in. As you imagine! She will take, not give, I do implore, we kill her now and quick, bring more light to our quest to be, not shadows, a storm is about to befall the earth.
Azaz’el: That is for her to prove, who she is. If not, we shall stone her! Tear off her robe! And Noge, he shall hold his tongue.
((Now Azaz’el started walking towards her, he has had enough of the parade of events she has created) (angrily))
(Azaz’el is now standing by Vii, takes a hard blow to his head, wakes him up from a spell, or something)
Azaz’el:
Stay with me (he tells Vii and them both walk horridly to her). Her spirit and flesh are not of time, she has come from a different time then this, I know that, not sure why, or how, but I seem to have good second insight today, unless she is communicating something to my mind silently. (To Semyaz he speaks) Noge, and his harlot, or is it his father’s, this time we waste upon this matter, who else could contrive it? She tramples on Noge’s heart. Said I not he’d bring a storm upon us? Or the likes of him; it is best to keep peace among us, at this late hour, that she be sheltered in one of the old tombs.
(Now they are in front of her, and he goes to grab her, and as the slightest touch sudden wings come to defend her, out of her back, above her should, below her waist, from her things. The sting, have thorns on them, they torment with their stings, and both Vii and Azaz’el’ step back)
Vii (stuttering): I am not sure, but I think she has immortality.

Azaz’el:

I will part those legs and those lips and rip her apart (now you see the gazing of lions in her eyes, and Azaz’el is unsure of what to do; her face turns white as frost)


Noge: We shall cast the dice to see who has her? (She makes no outcry)


Azaz’el:

Perchance she’s willing. And how still it is, she does not even speak. And the girl is not dumb, you say. And she cold screams. And still makes no outcry. It is plain; the girl brings curses on your luck Noge. Thou bloody beast. We are the wolf-hounds to her.













Act II
Scene 3
Agaliarept: the Henchman of Hell
Agaliarept, the Henchman of Hell
(Agaliarept has now appeared at the site called: the Circle of Refiam. And he calls to Azaz’el, he knows who she is, he introduces himself, once he says who he is, most all seem to have heard of him, and some know him)
Agaliarept:
I am the General of a legend of demon in hell, and I am Lucifer’s right hand man there: the Henchman of Hell they call me. I know who this woman is, Lucifer has sent me, he hears the chaos she is causing here—the disturbance; Lucifer as we all know, he is the king, the god of the air, and has sent me to explain something has turned a few of you dumb. She is the daughter of Shamhat, the temple priestess of old Sumerian Uruk; dating back perhaps to 2700 BC, if not longer; the time of Gilgamesh, whom was also like you, a demigod. She was the prostitute of Enkidu. Leave her daughter to her own, she is harmless, and only your distraction, Agdo’s penitence is this: you are her penitence, and for this my comrades, she will God is now her friend. She will not speak but a few words, as she was told, now what’s the secret here? Time has taken its toll; you are not ready for battle. How fare you in the battles to come, if your mind is not set right. Remember that Satan has humbled the world; the loot of every country is splendid in his halls. This sword I bear was Lucifer’s, here; I give it to Azaz’el and he and Semyaz can use it in battles to be, to lead you. So kneel! Sing to your king, Lucifer, the Morning Star.
(White doves appear and fly over her head, silver fire comes from her mouth, her breasts are not covered and other parts of her body covered by wings. Azaz’el is angry, and tries to get closer to her, to harm her, and Agaliarept shakes his head, he didn’t seem to listen to him, and time is of the essence. As Azaz’el tries to touch her again, she turns into a scarlet butterfly and is gone.)
Semyaz:
Yea! The northern armies have come now to overthrow Jerusalem, I have heard them fighting, and we were to join the battle ((Azaz’el looking for the butterfly) (Semyaz speaking to everyone but Azaz’el))
Horrep:
This was a trick to lure me into lust, and then my son, who is innocent of such feelings, and now the battle of Jerusalem, is lost because of us, I fear, over a harlot. She is the witch of God, of Israel. Upon this very field we wait, mingle; she has brought this madness, dared to violate our vows to battle. I am wholly shamed.
Noge: Father, she is just a girl? Although my night seemed it could not be without her. I do not feel my humiliation is great.
Horrep:
Not great! This whore has spilt my son’s blood. Of course, what else, if Lucifer finds out we are condemned to his wickedness likened to the dogs of hell? She brought this doom upon us; Russia has attacked Israel, and a nuclear attack has taken place, Russia has lost many men (telepathically).






Act III
Scene One


The Apocalypse of the Nosferatu Nephilm
[Circle of the Refiam]


[A month has passed since the battle] The first battle between Israel and the Northern Armies of the World has come and gone (Israel has had help, in winning the battle with its friends over Russia), and now a greater battle is developing between Israel and its enemies: China, Europe and the Arab Confederation of states, and they are under one head, a Dictator of Europe, called by the Christian world and Israel’s inner circle as: the Little Horn [or the Antichrist]; as this battle develops, the giants of old, and new arrivals from the cosmos, the underworld, and other hidden places: come to the Circle of the Refiam; also the pits of hell have been open and the scorpions have come up and out, by Azaz’el’s command, which he is in essence the legendary Scorpion King. These Scorpions are ruining around the world stinging the death out of those who will not subject their wills and locality to the new king of kings, the Little Horn. Azaz’el has kept Agdo in prison, and many are using her sexually, to include Noge, his first love (she had been captured). They are at the Circle of Refiam, in Israel, in the valley, and have many other campsites about, and within the circle of rocks the Refiam Circle. Presently, Noge is outside the circle with his father Horrep and Agaliarept, the Henchman of hell. Azaz’el is nearby a bonfire inside the circle. Roe the Captain is with his friend Horrep, Noge’s father.


Azaz’el’s SongI have no old gifts for theeNo perfumes or Vampric words:Only my hate that storms in meLike the fires in the halls of hellWhence the soul follows beyond the earth.Ye, likened to the moon and sunriseWe are slaves to lustful illume waysIn the valley of sacred multi-orgasmicWe have seduced the women of earthAnd given birth to hybrid Nephilm. Note: 5/28/06, #1353Noge: Father why am I obsessed with lust for this Agdo?
Horrep: What old news you bring me, tell me of the battles, not the harlot. But yes, I feared this would happen, and especially with Agdo, the harlot of Shamhat, of Uruk. But I shall tell you the long story, in its short version; perhaps you will understand who we are more also. Nothing is as simply as you’d like it to be…

(at that moment more angelic and demigods were appearing at the Circle of Raphiam, as Horrep continued to speak to his son)

there was Yegon: he was the one who had lead the children of the angels to earth and perverted them long ago; and Asb’el, showed up, he gave to the children of long ago, evil counsel, mislead them, and they defiled their bodies. And there was Gader’el, he showed the children of the people blows of death, and misled Eve. And Pinem’e: who taught the children how to use ink and paper; these angels were the ones who used the forces of earth and the angelic essence of the cosmos and with a cabbalistic formula created energy called MAGI (now called: Quantum Mechanics); as I was about to say son, nothing is like it seems.
Noge: I know Azaz’el is the scapegoat for us, so this is vengeance now for many; everyone talks about all the times of long ago when they slew man and beast and foe, long ago during the ages, and have deeper interest than I in this ensuing battle for the world? This is the life-stream of the Nephilim. Who judges here but thee and me, O Hell! Let Lucifer decide it is his war, I wish to make love to Agdo, it is heaven on earth, the only heaven I’ll ever have. For good or ill, it doesn’t matter. Who judges here but thee and me, O Hell! Lucifer is a liar! He goes to the door, begins to open it, glances within and hesitates, and takes what he wants. What frightens you? Not his eyes to me, but her eyes. His are no longer bright, but pale and poor. O timid father, go you and fight your war, call me a coward, if you do not look, the entire better. I go to my bride!
Horrep: It was Ura’el, God’s …nothing, and we were all God’s angels before he sent Ura’el to bind Azaz’el. ‘T was by sorcery he got loose to come back here I think. To fight, and give heavy tribute and honor to Lucifer, and us; be not too sure between her flesh and mine, the spoils of war allow you many harlots. Shall you be subjected to this woman’s will, and remain out of this war, and bring less blood to the world. This girl is of everlasting evil, there is this hush about her, and she abides in patience.
Noge: I am deaf and blind to my passion.

Horrep: Perhaps we don’t have none ourselves—passion, only lust. We were dreamers back then, locked in the clouds, and lust condemned us, like dead lions. Old wounds have never healed for many of us. Wounds you do not have. You show some scant gratitude for his God, for sending her, contrived to delay us in battle.
Roe:
Nay! It was God and Ura’el, and now we must make earth’s people die more slowly! Ura’el slew us all. This is not surely known; he left no mark upon us. Like marble he cloaked himself, and we could not harm him. Who fears not even the death, we did, but then I wanted to die myself, and couldn’t. And now the Little Horn, the monarch comes to demand our help, with his trumpets forth. ‘T is strange he needs our keep, the king of sorcery, demon, and now this girl, whom is seemingly dumb, throws accurse on us all, torments us, we are born to lust, and greed, and unlock within us much evil (the girls long silence ensues).
Noge: But explain all this to me father, as you were about to before…!
[It is midnight, the demon and angelic renegades, the watchers as they are known are seated about the fire, in a semi-circle, and the lovely captive who had disappeared as a butterfly, now captured again, dances for the immortals, Agdo]
Horrep: As I was about to say: it all started somewhat like this: we watched the human females for a long time, and along with Azaz’el we all came down, all two hundred of us to participate in human sex—we were long form the gates of heaven, we had not joined Lucifer’s legions yet, ingratitude slowly his shadow passes form land to the clouds, and once he lay so dark above us, and so long, he was a gentle wolf, with his pack until he coheres us to sin and leave our post, he called us for his wisdom on occasion, we could have multi-orgasmic with women and they enjoyed that, like females we could go for hours upon hours; human males could not do this, this made them irritable. Some of our children could only perform fifty-climaxes, but that was more than the humans could. And we Watchers were limitless. Then we went to Samara, and Anunnak, became kings among men, about 6000-years ago. There in this land, started a selection of kings according to how many orgasms they could have, to prove they were of an angelic origin, a supernatural race. Later on, Gilgamesh came into the picture; he may show up here yet.
The Scorpion King was praised by many, he is none other than Azaz’el, or Ptah, or the Divine Blacksmith, he was known by many names, he also helped create the Vampric legends, which I will get to soon. Our lustful ways is what triggered God’s anger, and brought forward the Great Flood. I was part of all this history you know. I hid you for a long time. Anyhow, you have discovered multiple orgasms are possible for our kind, and we have no male refractory period; again I say, like human females. This was divine love, something human males could not compete with. Beasts! We were beasts, and no one could slay us but one another, until the Father in Heaven sent the evil star to tempt us, and then sent one of His bravest to bind us. Yet, I do not know what it was all for, surely not love. How eagerly we turned from God to Lucifer and our own lusts.
Nosferatu, the Vampire world came alive when we moved to… (a pause); I should explain who ‘we’ are in this story: we meaning: Samlazaz, Araklba, Rameel, Kokablel, Tamlel, and Asael (Asael, again is Azaz’el) and myself, also known as (sons of God) in those far off days. We were known as the Watchers, the Nephilm, the fallen ones, thus forfeiting our first estate forever, God forbid, but we did; there was two hundred of us, and it was an exodus to the land of Sumer, and then onward to a new location… we were brothers, and servants of God at one time; it may be she knows what use she is for us: we became obsessed even in Sumer as now, with eroticism, incest, pedophilia, sacred prostitution, as this woman is a symbol of our sexual freedoms we had long ago, and cultivated to the whole world, destined for, she sees us as sacrilege, but speaks she nods to us, only allows us our pleasure…Ho! Ho! A pretty motley crew we are to her. Hence, I beg thee as my son, here once again, to avoid her.
(Noge interrupts: “father, please get back to the story!”)
…there was what we called ‘Hieros Gamos’ the sacred marriage for kings who had the capacity for leadership, also had to have the capacity for sexual reenactment with the priestess, it was the Sumerians we instructed in this multi-orgasmic rite, Inanna (Gilgamesh’s mother), the de Goddess was the teacher.
(Noge interrupts: father, “Where did you go after Sumer?”)
…I was getting to that son, be patient. They had sex for thirty-hours; this rite of Uruk’s which we demanded of the kings, so only demigods would be elected; or allowed to sit on the throne. Consequently, the Anunnak bloodline started, he was a Canaanite Nephilm who taught women sexual pleasures. King Menes, also known as the Scorpion King, was the first Pharaoh; some of us went to Egypt, around 3500 BC. He was a decent of demigods, like you.

And for your question, after Sumer we went to the mountains, to Transylvania (the Raphaim of Romania), where Vampirism came to light. We were scattered all over the world, and this was one location. We had Rephiamic tribes hidden in the mountains. The stories of excessive sex, derived from us. Here the royal Racoci family line is in Saint Germain, he lived you know seven-years, as was the mysterious count (Cmte).
And through our sexual encounters, we did bit a few people, and we had, or our sons had I should say, a disease, and they gave it to the humans; actually our kind was immune to its death, it spread, and was named tuberculosis; all because one day we decided to quench our sexual obsessive.


Act IIIDeath SentenceScene Two
The Giants of Old
(Nephilim or Shades)


((Eleven to thirteen feet tall, 1200 to 1400 pounds) (bipedal locomotion: on two feet))
Those giants who 400,000 giants who lived in the days of second age or race when Uranos produced giants and nymphs into the 3rd Age, the age of Leumuria, and the time of Adam and Eve, up to the end when the one-eyed Cyclops lived, and Ulysses 1200 BC, and King David—these Giants were known as the Anakim or Nephilim.
[Same location, the bonfire is burning high into the sky, flickers of fire fly about, there is some unrest with the demonic force that has come to the Circle of Refiam; now Noge and his father are alone standing back as they were, the others have joined the circle around the fire, and he, Noge asked the forbidden question…]




Noge:Father, what are we going to do after the next battle, for it is called the last Great Battle for the souls of mankind: Armageddon?
Horrep:If you stay here with her, you’d be alone wither her? Alone! Well, take her, she is fair, you will be guilty as witnessed to you fellow warriors, and after the battles they will nail you to the tongue, and she will leave. Aye! Faithless we all are. And we are all keepers of evil; ye will be faithful to thyself, and perhaps that is right prosperously. Who can say it is wrong? A good question indeed, one I’d rather avoid. We shall not be immortal I fear, through me, you will die as I will die, exactly how, I do not know, yet I know the day of reckoning is near, Judgment Day. A bed of stone is laid for us.
Noge:What God hath told you of these tidings I hear through thy lips?
Horrep:Blasphemy! That is what we are. The fire shall purge us. Where is God? That is our proof of our reckoning?
Noge:It is not that I wish to question you (Horrep interrupts: she remains silent in the bed of many Nephilm: we should spread her upon the coals until she tells us what we want to know, who sent her)…Nay, not to thee nor any of our kind, but I know so little for such darkness to come to me shall I speak out to Him, to God?

Horrep:
See now what dreaming leads to. God has knowledge of our will; you stripped her, as she whimpered in a gaze, you have already been tested, and failed; her great eyes brought you down. (She now sits apart and starts at nothing, as if waiting for her reprieve)
Noge: But it was you who brought her to me, so it is you I should blame for my shame, if I shall ever stand in front of God.
Horrep [eyebrows high, almost wanting to laugh]:
(The girl is dancing naked round the fire, as all the Nephilm, one after the other, are rapping her—and Noge watches)
Yea, not beauty, but Hell is what you watch, cast out your eyes if you wish to talk to the God about mercy. For you lust as we lusted after flesh, then and now. It was simply your first encounter. Ye will be faithful to her bed and hearth, and it is God who she is faithful to, not you.

(And with no hesitation, Noge, plucked out both his eyes, and Horrep in horrid shock, walked away frazzled; thus, the deed was done, and all Noge could hear now was: we wait thy word, Azaz’el, give us the dog…and the Nephilm started to stone Noge…then the same voice said: burn him!… and they did. And for the first time ever, they saw immortal flesh burn like human flesh. And these words came from Azaz’el: vanished god, be gone I shall see thy soul in Hell. And Horrep said: At least thou deist! And they all heard Noge’s last words: echo even after his death: ‘T is so attested in my faith.)


Act 1, scene 1 and 2; written 5/13/06; Act 1 scene 3, written 5/14/06 (Reedited 4.2010, updated and slightly revised) the original name “Where it Began: The Circle of Raphaim.”

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Wednesday, April 02, 2008

The Potential Dangerous Side of Islam



None of us really want to talk about this subject, the potential dangerous of Islam, we’d rather hide our heads under a pillow, scared Islam may condemn us or something, and not sure what else. Islam has done a great fear job on the world; exactly what they’ve wanted to do, but let’s look at why it is dangerous (I wrote a book on Islam a few years ago ‘Islam, in Search of Satan’s Rib’ sorry I did not add this article into it, but I hadn’t wrote it then).
This is not slander, this is simple facts, so please don’t throw the black skull flag up before you read it. This whole article will be done simple and in brief, but you will be about to extract a lot of information from it.
As I have already said, Islam can, and has influenced dramatically the world, its economy through OPEC. It has a billion followers, thus is an important reason to look close at this growing religious influence, it is also having an in pact on nations outside its Islamic boundaries. And because of it oil and massive following it can play and does play a key role in the social stability, or instability of governments, and it does both—in war, and less in peace. But the most dangerous element I see is its code, its premise, to bring Islamic law to every nation (and within this structure, almost anything goes if it is blessed by the elders: so I call the ruling parties).

So we see so far, Islam has the power to change the present world, and it is, and has, and will: increasing daily. Only a few nations in the world are willing to speak up on this matter, and one is not the USA. So we see this fast growing religion in the world taking root, dominating more than 40-countries now, and silencing double that amount from criticizing them. All other religions are allowed to be looked at and criticized, but Islam, why is that? What are they afraid of?
It is a dominating force in the Middle East, Africa and Asia. It now is the second largest religion in Europe, and the third in the USA. And in England, it is number three, and soon to be two, and then one. In 1974, France had one mosque, to my understanding, there are over 2000-today (and perhaps that is a conservative figure).
In the Midwest in the USA, all the way to Los Angeles there are uncountable Muslims. In 1991, there were about 1000-mosques and Islamic centers in the US, perhaps double that now. Don’t get me wrong, this is neither good nor bad, it is just fact; and the other fact is that a Christian Nation is turning Islamic, pure and simple. The problem is, with this increase, the ideological influence goes with it, and Islamic fundamentalism increases, the aggressive kind, and let’s not hide from the fact, there is such a creature. And what becomes changed, if not infected is: the social, political, economical, and military elements in a nation.
If you are Christian, do not think this to be of little concern, Islamic-domination, there is normally a progression with this kind of revealed pattern, that being, persecution of Christians, which is happening and has in the near-past, severe persecution of Christians in Islamic states.
South America, predominantly, Christian is also becoming inundated with this religion.

So what beliefs are we looking at? 1) Faith in Allah (and who is Allah? A good question, sometimes it seems to be the elders, and I can’t figure who works for whom 2) Angels, yes Muslims believe in angels, especially Gabriel, who translated the Koran for or to Muhammad, so it is claimed, I wonder what Gabriel would say if I could talk to him personally? I know he wouldn’t agree, because Micha’el told me 3) The Holy Books include the Old and New Testaments of the Bible, but only to a degree, thus, the Koran supersedes everything else. 4) The prophets, about 25-are mentioned in the Koran, such as Moses, Jesus, Muhammad, and so forth, but of course the revelations of Muhammad’s predominate.
Muslims believe in predestination. Meaning, it is all done for a purpose, and perhaps on purpose, the good and the evil.
Day of Judgment: on this day, Muslims believe their deeds will be put on a scale, and weighed, and Allah will judge which way you go, up or down. I hate to think which way for Bin Laden (unless it is Allah’s will for his aggressive behavior to continue unabated).

(Islam says:) During judgment, a person's own "book of deeds" will be given to the person, and they will be apprised of every action they did and every word they spoke (Qur'an 54.52-53). If given in the right, that Person will go to Jannah (paradise). If he gets it in his left, he's going to Jahannam (Hell). The Qur'an states that some sins can condemn someone to hell. These include lying, dishonesty, and corruption, ignoring God or God's revelations, denying the resurrection, refusing to feed the poor, indulging in opulence and ostentation, and oppressing or economically exploiting others.[12] However, if someone had the true Islamic belief in their heart, then they will eventually be allowed into paradise after their just punishment.

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Tuesday, April 01, 2008

On Demons

On Demons


I had a question for Moun’el the Lesser, “Look,” I said, “I’ve encountered in my life many demons, in lamps, in pictures, in my bedroom, in a Karate dojo in San Francisco, in an attic, in a building in Babenhausen Germany, and on and on I could go. Once even in my car, he started to stink it up, and I had to stop, and cast him out right there; once one was looking through my mother’s living room big window, my mother say it; and in several visions.
Moun’el looked at Micha’el, and Surr’el’s face (Surr’el is about six-foot five, huge broad shoulders, perhaps two-hundred and forty pounds, I only saw him once, but he didn’t smile, he just guarded my bed, so the demons could not harm me after my stroke, and bypass, back in 1994) and they both being archangels, nodded their heads thinking, I think, he did really have all that much experience, so I also would have guessed, by the looks of things, I mean he had to search his data banks or whatever angels do, for the information.
Said Moun’el, “Demons likened to some angels, are falling beings, intangible spirits, being on earth, they need to work though the physical, they often times embody things, animals, lamps as you said, even pictures, this is how they operate; if it is not human, an animal will do: thus, once they embody a person, the person symbolizes the demon, man becomes what they are.
There are many kinds of demonic beings, spirits that are deceiving, lying, religious –just look at all the wars being fought over religion, Islam, at the present, with Judaism—; and homosexuals (they smell very bad, perhaps that is what you had in your car; there are also deaf and dumb spirits, or demon. They produce sickliness in families (see Acts 10:38: ‘…and healing all that were oppressed of the devil….’) and it should be noted, there are degrees of oppression and possession by these unholy spirits (meaning, how much are you allowing yourself to be filled by the Holy Spirit vs. the oppressive spirit?
“This all deals with the origin and operation of the fall of Satan and his angels; does this answer your question?”
I nodded my head yes, it did, and Micha’el gave a slant to his neck and head, as if say, you’ve impressed me.



Note: Where is man? Is he in heaven, or in hell? If in either place immediately after death, what is the necessity of a judgment in the end of the world to decide his case? Is there a possibility that some have at death gone to the waiting place? And those who have received Christ, do they need a judgment, for they have been wiped clean, and are without sin? And the demon that walk the earth, the intangible spirits, where do they go? Are they not condemned to walk the earth until the end of days (already judged?).

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Sunday, March 30, 2008

—Global volcanism & WWIII (Watch the Antichrist on TV)



Everyday we seem to be on the edge of World War Three, from the war that just about took place in South America between three countries, Colombia, Venezuela, and Ecuador; China wanting to slowly weed out the blood of Tibet subjecting them to live in a rats nest, and telling the world to stand back and watch. Russia trying to tell the world Kosovo has a right to be under slavery and the hate of Belgrade; North Korea telling the South, they will burn them to ashes if they do not bow and talk nice to them, and Iran, Syria trying to eradicate Israel, and slowly bombarding Iraq to submission.
Where will the spark be? It perhaps will not be the first spark that ignites WWIII, but the second (in essence we are in the first stages of WWIII now, it is just the spark we are waiting for).
Those who promise to use the big bomb and have it, most likely will. I don’t blame Japan or South Korea for its concerns over those who have the ability, to harm them, because it is always hanging over their heads, and can and will the USA get its self involved with a nuclear country over a non nuclear country’s first strike, or take over because of a potential first strike, perhaps they would have in the last century, but I doubt this new century they will, plus, we are not as strong as we were eight years ago, and everybody knows it—and we are stretched to our limits worldwide, and do not have the capability of fighting a third war while the other two are going on (Iraq and Afghanistan).
So the first spark will come from a third world country I think, trying to prove they are a big world player, with a country with conventional capabilities, is my guess; it is like the robber, they seek out the weaker ones to rob—like Iraq who warred with Kuwait. Like Cuba wanted Russia to teach America a lesson, so many years ago, at Russia’s expense—by using it nuclear capabilities.
And so we live by hanging onto a thread, and putting out little fires before the big one comes, actually, simply avoiding the unavoidable for another day.
The United States will get hit most likely before this decade is out (biochemical or something worse, let’s hope something less), and all the officials know it, that is why they have second homes in the Caribbean, Europe, Central and South America. That is why they got their money in banks that are out of reach of the IRS, and out of the country. America is the safest and strongest, and best country in the world, but the world is not as it used to be, it envies too much, before it was everyone’s dream to get there, now it is everyone’s dream to be like them, while living in their own countries, and if need be, hurt the country you so envy.
Israel is right, they know other countries will used people as bombs, those who have deadly diseases, or wishful thinking of being a hero and going to heaven with a dozen woman, and wine once you give up your life for their cause. That is why Israel is still standing tall. America needs to incorporate some of Israel’s decisiveness.
When America sinks, the world will feel the ripple effect, and be subjugated into a world power, so confining they will think China and Tibet are blossom buddies, which we know they are far from it.

—So who are we looking for? The dictator of course, and who is he? A TV personality—most likely; he will be able to master mind the media, and capable of drawing loyalty to him from all walks of life. His every move will be monitored, and he will know all there is to know abut military weaponry, and he will know economics, have a great political mind, and spiritual sense, for the world will be ready for him in all areas, low in economics, high in worry about war. He will step into power for these purposes, to stabilize everything (he will be the Antichrist, satanic influenced).
During this time, he will kill, or starve to death his victims, persecution will be rampant. We will all see him on satellite television. We can even see in the Bible, in prophecy where TV will be used: Revelation Chapter 11: the Antichrist will be seen at once by the whole world, this was written 2000-years ago. This is only one indication the Antichrist is on his way. Plus, this was not possible fifty-years ago. And so we see the Biblical timetable at its end-time events (Revelation 6). War, famine, pestilence will all occur before the actual Great Tribulation. It will seem like the end of everything, but it will not be.
—Global volcanism, the inner parts of the earth will fill the atmosphere, sunlight disappear, or reduced to such a low it will be very cold, no crops (several volcanoes will erupt). Food stores in the USA have only about five days supply of food, should this happen tomorrow. This means population relocation on an international scale, and mass starvation. If nuclear warfare has not started with the spark, it will now start with a chain reaction.
—We do not need psychics and prophets to tell us what will take place, it will be obvious, there will be changes in the geography of our planet, within this cataclysmic time, a pole shift perhaps. I really think we are overdue, living on borrowed time. My projection is 2016-19, and a projection is just that, not a prediction. When everything is in alignment

Note: The author has studied eschatology, at Liberty University during the early 1980s, working on his Masters Degree, and finds doing an article now and then in this area rewarding.



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Monday, March 17, 2008

Inside the Mountain of Souls of the Dead

((Impressions inside the Mountain of Souls of the Dead) (I suppose you can say, I looked death in the eyes, were all were dead inside this mountain, according to human earth understandings; or so the philosophers might say; or argue. And when death got too close to me, the angels banished them away, and I felt fresh again like a shot of penicillin. I wanted to say they all, seemed to look a bit mentally retarded, or having a mental illness, but it wasn't that, it was-one of the angelic beings whispered into my ear, unseeingly-soul sickness.
I felt-in this enclosure type setting-enclosed deep into a wooden drawer, shut tight, yet not forgotten, like the dead souls around me. I am sure the millions upon millions of souls here couldn't help but rummage through their brains, as I was, but not for the same purpose they were, completely, I would leave this place shortly, but they, yes, they were looking for a spiritual map to get them out of here, rummaging to find one, and of course there was not at the end of the trail. And I saw and heard, the many images came and go, to scorn me; deflated, sucking screams, panic spells))
((Impressions Inside the Prison House of Angels)(By the Canyon of Pain, my first impression was, or I should say, that came over me was, a reddish, and orange, and purple thickness existed within the atmosphere, a fog inside this cosmic vault. Being in war, Vietnam, in 1971, it reminded me of artillery fire all around me, and then came images, faces that snarled, I presumed warlords of a bygone era, now just rotten burlap swaying in a ripple of time. They had only rusty sabers to hold on to.))

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The Nightmare Demon (about Nightmares)

The Nightmare Demon: see picture on front cover) There is such a think as called the Nightmare Demon, it is biblical, and there are charms, spells that can produce this. These demon, or spirits of evil, imps, looks similar to the picture on this book, which Clark A. Smith drew. Such spirits are foul, they and if you wake during their visit, often times one can become short of breath. A friend of mine, artist friend in Lima, has had many such visits, where he actually saw them; I have not experience this in that capacity, although I have seen demonic figures, and smelled their foulness. Anyhow, they have a heavy breath, and sit on your bed, if not your chest, and breathe this foulness into you, and I assume this creates a nightmare, so I have been told, and have had many in the past, I now simply pray to the Lord each night to rid me and my house of such imps. These creatures attack at night, and breath into your nostrils, causing horrible dreams, and if present can cause a paralyzes, although once dreaming the body automatically goes into a state of being frozen, this is different. Dreams in themselves are necessary, but nightmares are not.
(The Incubus) An example of such demon, might be, the Incubus, a male demon, ghostly sexual wanting intercourse, seeks out women in the night (different than the nightmare demon, but similar for he acts when she is sleeping), as proclaimed by giving birth to Mother Shipton, the prophetess, whose mother was said to have been visited by one, off and on, and the villages tried aimlessly to protect her, in the 15th Century, legend or Lore, or reality? It is for the reader to figure out, but do not be fooled and think everything one cannot explain is legend, and untruth. The word, Incubus, is Latin for Nightmare.
(Imps) When I imply imps, I perhaps shouldn't, for they dwell mostly in the forest, but I used the word loosely I suppose to mean demonic small forces, lesser forces, or unfamiliar spirits.
(Diet, Psychology, Prophecy in Dreams) Nowadays, the scientists, and psychologists, and so forth, blame nightmares on the vagaries of diet, and that may very well be part of it. But there is more to it then food, I believe; perhaps one's sins, occupation, various forms of stress. These dreams, bad dreams, nightmares can be blocked, either by prayer, or oneself, if trained to; we are not talking about avoidance, but possession, nor are we talking about prophecy. Psychologically we can use dream rehearsal and dream lucidity. Check with your professionals, as well as clergy for therapy, or learning more on this subject.
(Education vs. Theology and Psychology) I did much of my graduate studies in Theology, and undergraduate studies in Psychology, and doctorate studies in learning and education. So in the above information, I have used all but the educational part which I will now. Education is teaching, or edifying, cultural or learning. Many of my previous books are in Peruvian cultures. Other parts of my education were in sociology and philosophy, so you get in this book of course all of the above, and now the Educational part as I have already told you. Nightmares, can be a necessary medicine at times, they can present, openings, depending on whose nightmares you are receiving. They can be healing, from past emotional stress, and thus a release. And even at times warning, if present in a pattern; I kept getting a nightmare in Vietnam, of getting on a plane and crashing; I had the dream over and over and over. When I left Vietnam, I was talking to a stranger at the airport in Saigon, a man, now that I look back, talked a lot about Jesus, to the point he got me annoyed and I said, "Yaw, yaw," got up to see how my plane was doing, and the man said, "We called that flight fifteen minutes ago, you missed it. The next flight was an hour later, I got on the plane, and when it landed I heard my original flight crashed just before reaching Japan. I never had the nightmare again.
So here was a behavior pattern, and an opportunity that I did not realized I needed to remedy, but some angelic being problem did. So in the process of learning, I've learned to take all into consideration. Be it psychology, theology, science, and faith. What is the sense having having these disciplines and not taking note of them, and using them? If you are asking, or telling, or saying at this moment, "You didn't know, so it really didn't help you," you might be right, but it can help you.

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Monday, February 26, 2007

Monkey Jump: Man's Neolithic Climb (Poem with Commentary)

Monkey Jump: Man’s Neolithic Climb (10,000 to 7000 BC)


Somehow, someway, some time, and somewhere
Long ago, ancient man (often called Ape),
Went from sub-Homo, to Homo, in one big leap;
There was this defining gene, with rapid wings,
And man reaped the benefits, from its seed—
And Intolerance, was maimed, and man gained,
A whooping, and romping, and stomping, enzyme,
Which broke down lactose (a main sugar it contained??)
Going through its brain, --all in all, man now,
Hand a survival rate, or advantage as they say:
And the population grew and changed; next
Came Adam and Eve, and a deadly seed: Caen!....

#1701 2/26/2007


Commentary ‘Changing One’s Style’: One can call “Monkey Jump…” a lyric poem, if they wished to, and they’d be right, or perhaps, a short Ode, celebrating mankind from one point to the next, which is really an ode/Lyric poem in essence anyhow; or an Elegy, a poetic lament for the dead or absent, in this case, the missing link between them and us, or Man’s climb to whom he is. If indeed it was a climb. In two of my previous stories, one now in book form, “After Eve,” and one unpublished, thus far, called “The Fable of Big-chest (although on the internet)” I try to produce I suppose this missing link, in these stories, as in the poem “Monkey Jump…”one can see it transpire if they read both stories. The point being, poetic fiction can be divided up into historical novels, or stories to make novels, and different types or styles can be used. Poems come in many types of genres, and poets should take advantage of them I do believe, utilizing what they know the best, and not simple write what is expected, such as, and too often I believe confessional poetry, can be this draft of wind. As good as it can be, and I love reading it, poets get stuck in one mode, and every poem ends up reading like their others. An opinion.

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