Double Christ

by Julian Gillespie

  ...Michael just as quickly brought his sword up in flame to draw to a quick stop just beneath the fast approaching Sammael's chin, halting him in his path... - Michael did not divert his eyes from Hassatan while doing this... - Sammael looked at me, resigned to Michael's conviction and sword...

  Michael...hold firm brother Sammael - you appear late for the words spoken...

  ...Sammael began to shout over Michael's sword...

  Sammael...Hassatan speak to me - can you hear me, can you understand me - what have you said - what is known...

  ...Hassatan continued to writhe, eyes barely visible - froth continued from his mouth, his body as though filled with large worms twisting and twisted unnatural... - Sammael turned to me...

  Sammael...you, what has he said... what has he said - you meddled! - you know your proper place, so what are you doing here... why have you come into this? - this is not your matter - this is not anything to do with your being Paraclete, your duties - nothing - your Presence here has jeopardized all of the salvation of Humanity - what, I ask you again, are you doing here Paraclete? - you of all - you of all who is impartial - impartial! - what is it - what has brought you to this ?...

  ...I stared at the Sammael unable to give an answer - I felt completely without anything... - Sammael shook his head at me with eyes never before given to me - he then turned to Hassatan again...

  Sammael...Hassatan, speak to me Hassatan, speak to me... - what has consumed you - call to me anyway you can...' - turning to Michael - '...leave this Michael - you act with spite and cunning deceptions on your brother - stop this - stop this...' - turning to me again - '...speak now before this escalates companion of the Holy - speak before the wrath of the rest of the Seven is called into an immediate upon you - speak - speak Paraclete against these acts...

  ...I could only blink as I gazed at Sammael...- Michael pushed his foot further into the neck of Hassatan again.... - Hassatan groaned, eyes flitters, rolling, writhing in pain, muttered unknowable words...

  Michael...Sammael you fool - the Blood of the Lamb is the proof of Hassatan's having done wrongs against the Father - look at him wrestle like a beast burdened with a simple disease - the purity of your Father has shocked the poisons within him, and they rebel...

  Sammael...oh you are a dirty ignorant Michael - it is the same as always - no Shekina, no protection - your own Father needed to walk this planet clothed and protected in it - without the Shekina such a thing as any blood would drop you too like a bag of worthless stones - and he, Hassatan, has sought to walk this earth without the protection of the Shekina as often as possible - it has been his way for eons now, a fact not known to you because you know nothing essential of this place - he does, and now someone has exploited his ways - or did you know this Michael?...’ – turning to Jesus – ‘... you, Jesus, did you know what you were doing?...

  Jesus...I, I was doing as my Father asked...

  ...Jesus appeared to have gone to a spirit white...

  Sammael...your Father or Michael here?...

  ...Jesus' eyes flicked from Sammael to Michael then back again...

  Sammael...well, just as I thought...' - turning to Michael's face - '... the meddler once again...

  ...Michael held Sammael's gaze as too his sword to Sammael's throat - then, with a quick grimace and a slight tilt of his head, Michael rolled his lips in before heaving his right leg back, then powerfully forward into Hassatan's groin... - Sammael shunted back an edge, stunned at the ferocity of Michael, his eyes filled with an unfathoming amazement towards him - looking down Hassatan's lower half slugged slowly away on the floor from Michael's foot - his still head... his mouth in seeming dead, let slowly out a pain that came from deep within.... - ...then, the fight shown by Hassatan left... his form went still and quiet... any resistance had left him... he was, or appeared to be, completely stilled by the grip of something... the Lamb's Blood - throughout his being … his defences had left - it was then I knew a moment was upon us - the struggle Hassatan had given to resist all of everything to do with his brother's, Michael's presence, had left us... an empty hollowness spread in the tomb... it entered my being... and a thought new to me came... I was unsure...

  Chapter 28: The Confession of Hassatan

  ...and Michael felt the flow from Hassatan too... - he smiled at Sammael, then flicked his head to point him back away, which Sammael simply surrendered to doing - the rest was now for Michael to play with...

  Michael...so dear brother Hassatan - your time is here now - you can speak now all of your mind...

  ...Hassatan, being relieved of Michael's foot on his neck, twisted wounded on the floor to better look up at Michael's face, from below...

  Michael...so tell me Hassatan - what plans against your God have you been thinking of?...

  ...Michael took a few steps back, sheathed his sword, then crouched to look peacefully into Hassatan's eyes...

  Hassatan...oh we considered all the possibilities Michael... - ...now, let me think...' - Michael prodded Hassatan with his spear - '...oh, that's right...

  ...Hassatan appeared to wander off in thought, saying nothing - Michael spun his spear about and poked Hassatan in the throat with the blunt end - Hassatan recoiled with a sharp whimper...

  Michael...damn you dear brother - you shall be giving all the past and the presently planned - you....your God commands it - or you risk Mankind dear brother as surely as my blade is sharp...

  ...Hassatan rolled his eyes forward to Michael...

  Hassatan...yes...yes...- the Treasuries... they are open to those who know where, who know how - ready to empty to Man - imagine Michael, as we did, as we so often did - we were almost drunk on those thoughts for a long time - but we settled down of course...yes, it's all possible to break the Treasuries... but that was too easy.... and too easy to mess-up the pre-fill of souls - but it could have given Man the chance for full realisation - everywhere - fully knowing God, and possibly to have the Splendour too - to be able to stand before Him and look upon Him with their own eyes... and with knowing eyes - eyes He created, how He created them... and eyes knowing of everything He has done to Man and plans to do... - imagine that Michael... isn't that why you are here brother?... - with Man so realised, so would have been destroyed the Godhead, yes ? - the great unspoken fear of making Man God’s equal... - that Michael, was a thought of mine... but a thought it only ever was - a flight of imagination unreleased - and why? – well, why would I wish to bring war into Heaven - why would I seek to undo that which I too have played such an important part in over the eons - why would I seek to bring myself undone, Michael?... - you of all should have a shared sentiment on that point, dear brother...

  Michael...so brother, if not that, what was it to be... - what did you settle on Great Adversary?...

  ...Hassatan turned his head around.... and looked at Michael with child eyes... taking-in what was said - thinking - then working out how best to answer...

  Hassatan...Metatron - he was it... the simpleton usurper - a weak fool who fell as accidentally as a cow falls into a hole, into the favour of God - a Man made to be Heaven's little God, and made to have all Angels have to speak through him their entreaties to their Lord, where once most had an audience direct with our God - yes, he was the one... - that mortal made to know all of the Secrets of Creation, the Books of Knowledge, and be responsible for doling out the Maintenance, the Parnasa of Man to the Princes - well... - it can be said that Metatron has not found favour with those long in Heaven - the Novice we like to call him - and despite all the garments God laid upon him, he still retained an essential substance which his own God cannot eradicate - his Humanism - the essence of his flesh... his origin - being in the white drop can never leave him, nor remain hidden to those who know where to find it within him - and what does that afford Michael ? - what do you suppose this little soldier of God, God's little gift to Himself, that accuser of all except Moses, that condemning soul of all of his own kind, who dismissed the
free-will his own God gave to Man, to condemn Man instead - oh yes, that friend of Mankind... - what do you think his essence holds dear kin Michael ? - it holds an ancient Man attachment to that most valuable of treasures in our places - thought...

  Michael...so you have been stealing Parnasa have you Hassatan?...

  Hassatan…yes Michael, I abused that for years - the favours Metatron's thoughts created for me amongst all those greedy Princes of Nations - I simply threatened at times to inform your Father if they continued to perversely deny the needy here on earth - it just ensured that the Parnasa was squarely shared around any places the Princes found me roaming - so yes Michael, I did steal the Parnasa, but back from the pilfering Princes here...

  Michael...okay Hassatan, very good - but Metatron's thoughts Hassatan... - what did you really discover with him brother - is he also a party to betrayal?...

  Hassatan ...the Metatron - him!... that snivelling and secretly fearing fool - no, we could not risk a direct approach on him for he, like so many Michael, can't be trusted - no, he was simply a wealth of information that I tapped into - those many many thoughts of his - some of which were meant to serve him to hide the most precious jewels he had been allowed to see - and those shielding garments God bestowed upon him - yes, good... but never complete like the rest of Creation - so Michael, that Man-Angel was plundered like apples from an orchard, and he never suspected a thing - we Princes of Thought have always been worthy of our title dear brother...

  Michael...and so then Hassatan, what was it that you plucked from that snivelling mind of Metatron? - keep to your course now Hassatan or only more of the pain will be made to come into your being again... - and remember, you come this day seeking with your words to the Jesus, to proclaim that he is nothing of the true being he is, seeking to deny him his station and cast him as some half breed - what then could the mind of Metatron have afforded you in this exercise of your deception?...

  Chapter 29: Hassatan Proclaims the Son of God

  ...Hassatan's eyes stared - hollowed - withdrawn - at Michael... - confusion swept in and took hold of his forehead - he quickly turned and looked at Sammael - confused - a look of fear then joined his face... - Michael started to snap his fingers...

  Michael...hey.. hey - over here Hassatan...

  ...Hassatan quickly turned back to face Michael - he continued to stare...

  Michael...relax Hassatan... - it is your brother Michael here... - now tell me - how did you plan to say the Jesus is not the Son of God?...

  ...Hassatan's eyes then recognised something in his own thoughts, and eased a little... - his right eye then changes focus and began to come back, to appear normal - with it part of his face began to unclench, to unwind from the place it had been locked away...

  Hassatan...but I know he is the Son of God you fool...

  ...Michael jolted with a grimace and twitched - muttering under his breath ...time, time... stay with me Adversary... - he stiffened a little towards Hassatan...

  Michael...but you were going to proclaim in Heaven otherwise Adversary...

  Hassatan...so you say Michael - so you say - I though, as you know, cannot lie - mine was to test the substance of Jesus' claims and of what Gabriel understood he had started... - even Gabriel did not truly know the result, the outcome, of what he only informed Mary about - Paraclete is otherwise never to be normally seen let alone heard, so instead I went directly to the supposed product of what Gabriel had been told to begin - but before Jesus uttered a word after his crucifixion I knew he was - he is... the Son of God...

  Michael...but only a little time ago, back in the place Bharat, you claimed Jesus to be a lesser being did you not - do you deny this?...

  Hassatan...great crouching Michael you make a poor Adversary - yes, I did, and before I was able to hear Jesus calmly reply that I was wrong, on which point I would have agreed with him, well, instead I was poisoned by your setting Jesus to a plot – you see dear brother, the words that he was less than he is needed to be put to him, for him to refute categorically, despite the fact that I personally, and only I personally, knew that he was, is, the Son of God - but Heaven needed to hear his words on the issue, his refuting my claims, his knowledge of himself - I then was only going to later confirm him from what I had seen...

  Michael...and what was that Hassatan - what can you say you have seen of Jesus that gives you this confidence?...

  Hassatan...because he is now Elohim - his resurrection, which I alone witnessed, was from being touched by one of the Six Rays of Elohim - the essence of this Creation flows through him now, in abundance, unmatched by anyone here - were he not the Son of God his resurrection, following his death on that cross, could have only been through me, through my being compelled to allow him to the Tree of Life - the Tree I, Michael, guard, and to which this one time enigma did not go - as much can readily be confirmed by the Cheribum who guard the path to same - no, only a Divine death could be revived by a Divine force greater than the Tree of Life, a thing only meant for the mortals of earth Decreed as saved upon their deaths, but needing the Tree to remain saved - Jesus, on the other hand required more, he required Creation itself to touch him from his sleep...

  Chapter 30: Hassatan gives words of the Adoil

  ...Sammael looked at Jesus - Jesus was bound watching the Hassatan - Michael appeared annoyed...

  Michael...so very good to hear Hassatan - but still we have not heard of what this could have meant to you... what you plucked from Metatron could have done for you - your plans dear Hassatan, appear to this point... well, very ill-formed for one who moves about with such confidence - surely there is more of the Great Adversary, surely you knew what you were going to do in an existence containing a proclaimed Son of God - surely your plans were to subvert that fact, and not just leave as you so indifferently say - where too would one as you go Hassatan? - where could you possibly go in this Universe where your God could not have you found ?...

  ...half of Hassatan shifted - half of him - his leg closest to the floor kicked his upper leg... - it was strange movement... - then again the Hassatan spoke... and it seemed, from the locked side of his face...

  Hassatan...from this Universe you dumb goat - beyond this place - away from you and your stupidity, from the bureaucrats.. .from the disasters...

  ...Michael raised his eyes then a lilt upwards with his head to the tomb's top, laughing extraordinary...

  Michael...oh, and where would the way to that place be Hassatan? - beyond this place.... dear brother... oh please, I beg your indulgence to laugh upon you...

  ...Hassatan's eyes steeled and formed and braved deep into those of Michael's...

  Hassatan...the Adoil - the flow-through for the Six Rays of Elohim, and the place for passage to the Divine Worlds...

  ...Michael snapped-to - sobered - instantly checking the Hassatan's eyes...

  Michael...the Adoil you say Hassatan... go on - is this what you found in the Metatron - the Adoil's place?...

  Hassatan...as sure brother as you crouch before me - and that is where the Jesus was to go...

  ...Jesus looks at me confused, tilting his head at me at this talk of the Adoil - I lent near his face...

  Paraclete...for later, but yes... Hassatan speaks truth - other higher Heavens, palaces...

  ...Michael moved in and grabbed the side of Hassatan's face, a thumb to an eye, pulling an eyelid sideways, tight...

  Michael...even if Metatron's thought was good, how did you think Jesus would pass through the Adoil with you...

  Hassatan...through a great act of deception to you Michael.... wait for it - through an act of his exercising his free-will... - don't you get it Michael... nothing forbids Jesus from choosing to go through the Adoil if he is shown the way... nothing... - so yes Michael, after discussion, reasoning and his obtaining an understanding of Heaven and what has transpired in the past - and for the fact that Jesus now knows the Elohim, so would have known... can feel a passage through t
he Adoil as Goodness and Greatness and Right - he would go willingly, especially for Mankind...

  Michael...and you know the way there... to the Adoil? - how did you propose getting there - of finding it?...

  ...Michael released his grip. holding the back of Hassatan's head... supporting him, eager to hear the answer... - Hassatan felt this... and he eased... - his other eye then began to come to his seeming normal - as he breathed better...

  Hassatan...the actual way Michael - well, you may have learnt that had you not conspired falsely to have Jesus poison me, fool - no, the rest you will never know, but know this - some around you do know the way, and they will forever ensure you do not find it, or ever enter it... - and to be sure to save you some time and effort dear brother - these others I have shown the skills for hiding thoughts from even Him, He who holds all the Secrets of this Creation but does not practice them like some have come to do well - the Blood of the Lamb was unique, but be aware that now your chance is lost dear brother... - and you will never know which of the brethren who walk with you, also see the good for Mankind in seeing that sword of yours taken to your own neck...

  ...Michael's eyes were first steady as Hassatan spoke this... then he clutched the hair of Hassatan hard and as quickly raised the Hassatan's head from the ground, before then slamming it into the stone floor... from where Michael rose to his feet and walked to the rear of the tomb... - Hassatan did not make a sound after his face smacked to the ground - and nor did he move...

  ...Michael turned from the rear of the tomb, paused, then at speed bound at Hassatan kicking him again deep in his gut - Hassatan half-rolled as his mouth wailed and his hands bent inwards at the wrists, pain streaming to every part of him, reborn again in him...

  Michael...and who else Hassatan - who else was to make this great journey with you and Jesus - speak before I throttle you again and again and again...

  ...Hassatan rolled back on his side - breathing rapid then slowing slowly, as he spoke...