Emalickel: The Celestials Are Real
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I continued to hold Emalickel’s guiding arm, as I looked up at the flawlessness of his glowing face. I couldn’t help but wonder why he had stopped our kiss so suddenly. I wondered why I was so drawn to him. I still had so many questions running through my head. It made me wonder why he truly had brought me to Lapoi.
At that moment, the scenery around us began to fade into a different landscape. We were in a place which looked similar to ancient Greece. In front of us there was a glorious structure lit up by golden light which beamed from the sky. This structure was enormous. It was rectangular in shape and had a gable rooftop. The front of the structure, at the top, had a large mural of several golden-winged beings with swords and shields carved in the gable’s cement. The roof was outlined in carved squares of gold and red. Many huge Corinthian columns lined the outside of the structure on all four sides.
Me: What is this?
Emalickel: This land is Karnequlus. This structure is the Warrior Temple where the Warriors of Lapoi train.
We started walking towards the entrance of the giant structure. Many steps led up to the entry-way from all sides.
We arrived at the entry-way. Corinthian columns were distributed all throughout the entire structure. The floor was reflective like a mirror, and the walls were made of golden cement. White chiffon was draped along the ceiling, and red velvet tapestries hung between several of the columns. We walked down a long red velvet rug towards the opposite end of the structure. As we did, our footsteps echoed. Distributed throughout were several trophy boxes filled with different artifacts including armor, weapons, and large balls of different colors of bright light. The light of Lapoi’s sun, referred to as Aurucleum, shone between the columns inside. It was beautiful. Down on the opposite end of the structure, I sighted Thorenel standing with his hands folded down in front of him. He was looking at us as if he was expecting our arrival.
When we reached Thorenel, I saw behind him a large valley of sand outside measuring about 20 square acres. There were many warriors practicing combat. Every one of these celestials appeared strong and confident, as they sparred among one another.
Their bodies made the ground rumble upon making contact. Their weapons sounded unbreakable, as they clanked against one another like heavy solid metal. Some of the warriors were manipulating energy while others were conjuring raw materials out of thin air. The rest were simply sparring one-on-one without weaponry.
Impressed with the scenery before me, I headed down the steps and out into the open land.
Across the way, I noticed a warrior looking straight at me. He was walking towards me. As he walked, time slowed down, allowing me to absorb the sight of his rippling muscles gleaming in the light of Auruclerum. His smooth bronzed chest bounced with each step he took. He locked his gaze on me, grinned, and continued to walk on past me. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I turned to watch the back view of him as he continued walking away. His gluteus muscles were well-rounded and moved like that of a stallion.
After about 20 feet, he stopped and turned around towards me again. Time still appeared to be happening in slow-motion for me to be able to absorb his impressive display. Looking to the side, he conjured a bow and arrow. After sliding the quiver onto his shoulder, he reached behind his head into the bag of arrows. With a tight grip of the bow and arrow, he pointed it towards the ground a few feet in front of him. He released it. Upon contacting the ground, it caused a blazing trail of fire to burn. The fire-trail progressed towards me. When the trail was only a foot away from hitting me, the warrior smiled at me and drew a heart-shape in the air with his index fingers. As he did this the fire-trail split into two fires and traveled in opposite directions to surround me in a heart-shape. I looked around in amazement. The warrior, whom I refer to as the Archer, smirked and he proudly gave a nod at me with his chin before turning to walk away.
Emalickel: Adrienne, did you hear me?... Adrienne!?
Emalickel’s vocalized thoughts interrupted my indulgence. I quickly focused my eyes to look at him. He was standing at the top of the stairs. He had been discussing serious matters with Thorenel and seemed for that split-moment, oblivious as to what had just happened to me.
I tried not to think about it and I attempted to act as if nothing had just happened. Then I knew Emalickel was already up to speed in the matter. Let’s face it, he could read my mind. He narrowed his eyes at me and tilted his head as if trying to receive more information from my mind. Then he immediately turned his head to look at the Archer who obliviously continued his stride away from me. Emalickel tried to appear indifferent, but I could tell he was slightly jealous of the Archer because of the intimidating look he shot at him. The Archer suddenly jerked around to look at Emalickel, as if startled. He must have felt Emalickel’s gaze on him. Emalickel crossed his arms at his chest. The Archer then looked down at his feet and continued walking away at a faster pace. Emalickel stared at the Archer for another moment before looking back at me. He repeated himself, but this time he sounded annoyed.
Emalickel: What I said was, I am stepping inside for a moment to talk with Thorenel of a private matter. You seem to be content at the moment, so I will be back out soon.
I nervously chuckled before he stepped inside the temple with Thorenel.
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Song: Colors of Love
I noticed another warrior in the distance using telekinesis to control three swords. The swords were lying on the ground. The warrior made each sword hit a specific target by looking at a sword, and then at its target. Each sword would go exactly where the celestial looked.
Many warriors were practicing invisibility, self-replication, and teleportation methods. I enjoyed watching their different techniques for several minutes. Everything they did was like magic to me. Noticing I was watching, they all showed-off trying to steal the show and capture my attention. It was as if we were birds in the wild and they were all trying to ruffle their feathers and dance for me.
I walked back to the steps, so I could sit down to enjoy the show. The light of Auruclerum warmed my skin as I browsed the open, gently-rolling landscape full of warriors. Completely astonished at everything before my eyes, all I could do was smile and pan the scenery, over and over again.
Time continued to pass until I noticed Thorenel and Emalickel step back outside the temple, this time with Romenciel. The three of them seemed to be discussing something of a rather serious matter. They continued to converse for a few moments before Emalickel noticed me looking their way. He leaned in to whisper something to Thorenel, patted him on the back, and started down the stairs towards me. The warriors continued to spar across the land in front of me, but I had my head turned around to watch Emalickel as he progressed down the stairs. He reminded me of a great emperor as his velvet cape blew with the wind behind his broad shoulders. As he walked down each step, the cape swept gracefully behind him on the previous step. When he arrived at the ground, he stopped in front of me.
Emalickel: I need to inform you my presence will be needed elsewhere for a few days.
He extended his hand to me and continued speaking as he guided me up the stairs.
Emalickel: I have entrusted Thorenel to be your escort during the time of my absence. The two of you will return to Dillectus and explore the rest of the lands.
We arrived at the top of the stairs. Thorenel and Romenciel ceased their conversation and focused their attention to us. Emalickel continued.
Emalickel: Stay close to Thorenel. Listen to his instruction while I am away.
Emalickel turned to Thorenel.
Emalickel: Thorenel, be wise and tend only to matters in her best interest. She has still just arrived, so remember less is more. We do not want to overwhelm her.
Slowly, he placed my hand into Thorenel’s hand and locked strong eye contact with him. Then, he stepped back, looked at me and gently smiled. Looking back at Thorenel again, Emalickel took a deep breath and straightened his posture.
Emalicke
l: Go.
Thorenel continued to look at Emalickel for a moment. Then he looked down at me. He gently squeezed my hand a few times.
Thorenel: Are you ready then, to go with me?
Like Emalickel, Thorenel was wearing a dark, sleeveless, armor-vest with a long red-velvet cape attached at his shoulders and leather pants with thick black boots. He conjured his beige hooded cloak, like the one Emalickel wore, and draped it across his body.
Emalickel placed his palm on my forehead. There was a bright flash of white light, and the next thing I knew, I was in Dillectus again. The breeze blew my hair. The grass on the prairie-like ground was soft and silky.
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Song: Everdream
I was walking barefoot when I noticed I was wearing a beautiful, white, full-length, fitted, satin dress. When did I start wearing this? The question was mostly rhetorical. Nothing surprised me anymore. Randomly circulating through my head were many other unanswered questions that were more important than that one. Where is Emalickel? Why did he have to leave? What now? Suddenly, I heard Thorenel’s voice.
Thorenel: You have been wearing it since you first arrived here.
I realized he, too, must have been able to hear my thoughts. He was standing behind me. I turned around to see him. He was looking at me analytically.
Thorenel: Have you been intimate with him?
Me: What?
Thorenel: You and Emalickel—have the two of you shared intimacy together?
I was shocked by the question and replied with another question.
Me: Why do you ask? Is that something you must know?
Thorenel looked very serious.
Thorenel: The celestial plane operates much differently than the mortal plane. Existing within the higher realms, we exhibit emotions of joy and love. We do not often feel negative emotions such as envy, jealousy, or resentment. There are also many more celestials in existence than mortals. For each mortal to ever exist on the mortal plane, there are two celestials. The reason there is such an abundance of celestials is because God split our original energy into segments. Divine energy can be altered while remaining unchanged in molecular construction. My brothers and I are made from the same energy, which was split into six segments. First, God split the original energy into three beings, and then split each of those three beings in half. The beings who shared a common half became celestial-pairs, and they share everything with each other in their existence. Emalickel and I were split from the same half, Romenciel and Xabiel were split from the same half, and Dennoliel and Seronimel were split from the same half.
Me: What does this have to do with Emalickel and I being intimate?
Thorenel: Emalickel and I are a celestial-pair. We share the same abilities, the same celestial duties, the same dwelling-places, the same desires, and even the same lover. This is how I am able to hear your thoughts. Although I was unable to hear you on the mortal or astral plane, I became able to hear your thoughts once Emalickel brought you to the celestial plane. I don’t know how Emalickel heard you on the mortal plane—that continues to perplex me. Either your thoughts were strong enough to reach him, or his abilities were strong enough to enable him to hear you. Usually, while on the same plane, Emalickel and I share a oneness of minds and presence. We hear each other’s thoughts, feel each other’s emotions, and understand each other as deeply as ourselves. If the two of you had physically united I would already know.
I shook my head in confusion.
Me: Then why did you ask me, if you already know the answer?
Thorenel grew a sly smirk.
Thorenel: To bring us to the conversation in which we are presently having.
I didn’t fully understand.
Thorenel: Because of this conversation, you know more about celestials and love. Did your mind not still have unanswered internal questions on the matter?
Me: Internal questions?
Thorenel: Although you are not presently asking them within your mind, I can still hear them. They sound like this: Does Emalickel love me? Why did he choose to bring me here to see all of this? How does love between a mortal and celestial work? Why are celestials so drawn to mortal females?
I couldn’t believe he was that deep into my mind. He was reading thoughts I had already dismissed. It made me feel slightly uncomfortable wondering what else he saw in there.
Thorenel guided me to a large, nearby boulder in the open field. He knelt in front of me and placed his hands on my shoulders.
Thorenel: Do not let it disturb you. Although I know every thought within your mind, even the thoughts you have suppressed, it is unlikely anything about your mind will alter my judgment of you. Celestials seldom can judge. Such emotions, of the lower vibration, are only experienced on the mortal plane. Although celestials feel them from time to time, it is a rare occurrence. Negative emotions exist in abundance on the mortal plane to provide mortals with contrast in their experiences of life. Their contrast generates desires, and their desires generate feelings. Feelings and emotions are building-blocks for reality and perception. This is a complicated topic. All you need to know is this; you are perfect in your creation, and so is everything inside of your body, your mind, and your soul.
I felt myself begin to blush. I looked down and acted like I was tucking my hair behind my ear. The whole time I was trying to fight off a shy smile.
Thorenel: Would you like for me to answer your questions?
I shrugged my shoulders, but also nodded. Thorenel knew the answer was yes. He moved himself to sit beside me on the boulder. With his legs spread apart, he leaned his forearms to rest on his thighs and folded his hands in front of him.
Thorenel: Does Emalickel love you? I have felt his emotions, and the answer is yes.
Why did he choose to bring you here to see all of this? He wanted to share his world with you and be able to spend time interacting further with you.
How does love between a mortal and celestial work? In many of the same ways as it does on Earth, but not with the same principles. In the celestial plane, we come together in groups of three. Each celestial-pair engages with the same unique mortal lover. If one becomes drawn to her, so does the other. Three is a complete number on the celestial plane, for nothing can be complete without three aspects.
Me: So why are celestials so drawn to mortal females?
Thorenel: In case you haven’t already noticed, celestials are all male. Female forms are only found in the mortal plane. Of course, we cannot pursue them until they have reached the astral or celestial plane. There are no female forms on the celestial plane, except for those who already belong to a celestial-pair. Those females were once mortal and became a part of the celestial plane after uniting with a celestial-pair upon reaching an objective-level of spiritual evolution.
Me: What about the males of the mortal plane? What happens to them?
Thorenel: Many of them have origins as celestials from Lapoi. They will return to Lapoi, upon their full awakening, and resume their celestial forms and duties. The other males, not of this realm, will return to their home-realms upon awakening.
This was a lot of information. I was trying to sort and process it within my mind.
Thorenel: I should not overwhelm you. I fear we have gone too far on the subject. This is all we must discuss at this time. When you have processed this information, I will provide you more.
One question was burning within me as I processed this new knowledge. It was a very bold question, and I did not feel comfortable asking it, but I had to know the answer. I quickly responded to Thorenel before he could change the subject.
Me: One last question to clarify—you said that Emalickel loves me; so, if he and I were to… um… share love, and since you are his celestial-pair, what would that mean of you and me?
Thorenel closed his eyes and smiled as if in complete satisfaction. He opened them again before answering.
Thorenel: Emalickel and I are a celestial
-pair. Whatever comes into his experience will also make its way to mine, and whatever comes into my experience will also make its way into his.
There was a silence between us. I was still trying to process. Thorenel changed the subject.
Thorenel: So! Where shall we go first on our adventure?
Although I wanted to entertain the previous conversation and wanted to go deeper on the subject, I knew he had said all he wanted to say. He had already changed the subject. Referencing the pervious conversation would have been awkward. I pointed at the castle-like structure located in the distance.