The Word of Babel
The word is light, and it reveals the way.
The word is carried over a great many generations, and yet what for? Is it not reduced to symbols, and then to deep memories, and then to the dust, and then to the flame?
“Such is the way.”
“A faint whisper.”
And what of death?
“It is of no concern to thee, for ye have entered the realms of the eternal guardians.”
Tell me about the spirit of our current age?
“Ye live in a time of Babel, and thus thou wilt no longer understand one another, and neither will ye be safe in thy towns, nor in thy great cities, for a vast scattering will take place, and not one will find safe harbour from the tempest seas, which I have excited.”
“Great towers ye have built, and yet who has known Me?”
“When I have reached out My hand, who has touched Me? Who has felt of My wounds?”
“Ye have known many things, but what has all thy knowing amounted to? Was it all but for nought? Can anyone understand God? Can anyone know His Nature?“
“Therefore, I shall leave thee vexed, and I shall add greatly to thy suffering, so that ye may know Me, and so that ye may be strengthened, and that ye may see beyond the vale.”
“Such will be the sign of the end of days, for the people of the world fight when they are divided, and their destruction cometh quickly when none will divert the ways of the wicked.”
“Destruction matches capability.”
“Therefore, build ye thy towers, thy jets and thy ships. Build ye thy temples and factories and hospitals, and thy medicines and cures. In the end, it will all be mine, and I will separate the darkness from the light, and even the Saints from the sinners, and even the mouldy figs from those that are fresh and clean.”
“And know this; that it will all prove thee to be the fool, for it will all have been for Me, and for My glory, and for My delight.”
“And know this, ye who turn away from Me, and ye who seek not My Kingdom; that ye are as a thorn to My heart, and as a depression to my Soul, and as an evildoer in my midst, and I shall become thee, even as thou doth draw nearer to Me, and I will follow what thou speaketh, and what thou doeth.”
“Lo, hold fast to the word, and even to the Logos, for it is the gateway to the manifold mysteries of the ages, and of the epochs.”