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    Book of the Prehistory
    Chapter VII - « Exodus »



    1 The whole city of Oanylone was thus absorbed into the bowels of the world, devoured by the flames. In order to purify the land, God spread salt on the traces of the city of the sin, so that no more life would settle and thrive there. The power of divine cataclysm covered the sky in dust for several miles around. The various groups that had fled redoubled their speed in order to escape the catastrophe, leaving behind them all vestiges of their old life. The majority cried out at what seemed to them to be an injustice. Being separated from God and His love, they did not understand the rightness of His divine decision.

    2 Some arrived to the sea. They cut trees and made boats of them. It took them much time to complete these constructions. Indeed, they had lost the practice of the labour and it pained them to be put to work. They spent more time lounging on the beach than seeking to nourish themselves or building their ships. But the rolling clouds of dust reminded them always that they were to be working. Little by little, they took again enjoyment of the effort and, even if they did not live any more in the virtue, their debased companies did not know any more the vice of the sins that they had practised in Oanylone.

    3 When the boats were ready, they left to traverse the world, crossing the seas and landing on all the coasts that seemed to them favourable. Other groups of refugees fled even further inland in flight from the cataclysm. They crossed various forests, marshes, rivers, streams, valleys, hills, mountains, ravines, glaciers and plains. Each time they found a place favourable to their settlement, a group stopped and founded a city there.

    4 Thus, they populated the whole world gradually, installing villages everywhere they came to. Each city organized its political system. They elected chiefs, who managed the resources of their communities. Those named guards, so that the laws of the city were respected. In order to finance this incipient hierarchy, they took gold and silver from the mines and melted them to make currency of it. This idea facilitated the exchanges between each city.

    5
    But, especially, it enabled them to exchange goods between cities. But this trade enriched some whereas it impoverished others. The cities were competing more and more between themselves for control of the resources. What they could not have by trade, they tried to obtain by force. Thus, each city organized an army, training up soldiers, in order to fight to enrich their community and its leaders.

    6 Then, God decided to allow them to learn the friendship, so that humans would cease killing each other. He divided the single language into a multitude of languages. The human ones were no longer able to understand the words spoken in other cities. The Most High then allowed them to be able to learn the languages that they did not know. This training required for each one to open itself to the culture of the other. Thus, they were less inclined to combat, being given understanding of the other due to efforts necessary to learn the languages from those that they wanted to attack.

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    Book of the Prehistory
    Chapter VIII - « Paganism »



    1 The groups of humans having fled Oanylone thus had dispersed and populated the world. Their descendants had founded cities, had formed governments and had invented money, which allowed trade. But they had also invented war and, to encourage them to better knowledge instead of more fighting, God had divided the single language into a multitude of languages.

    2 Among all these humans, a group was formed, seeking to understand divine reality. But this group was quite as ignorant of God as the rest of humanity. The human ones did not feel any more His divine love, because they had been diverted from Him. They sought an explanation to their life, while the answer was given to them. But they could no longer listen to it and remained deaf to His love.

    3 The group decided that in each thing, in each element that surrounds the men and women, there was a spirit whose power exceeded their understanding. These elemental spirits had superhuman capacities. They were equipped with varied personalities and never failed to compete with each other in order to prove who was strongest.

    4 Thus, no longer having God in their hearts, they had invented a whole Pantheon of false gods. As the sky covers the world and is the source of the light, they made the god of the sky the king of their divinities. Its lightning quickly became famous and every human very quickly learned to fear it. As the human ones did not know any more the virtue, the gods whom they had invented were as corrupt as themselves. Their divine king could transform himself into a gold cloud to practice the sin of lust with princesses.

    5 To honour their multiple divinities, the human ones created churches that were dedicated to them and named them “temples.” Themselves, acting as preachers in their paganism, appointed “priests.” They begged the assistance of their gods and, in exchange, sacrificed animals to them. Whereas God had taught through Oane that the multiple creatures of the world, although subjected to humans, were to be respected, it was by their blood that the pagan ones revered their false divinities.

    6 But there was no love for their new gods. Those were only used to render services in exchange for these sacrifices. Admittedly, these pagans respected their divinities, but it was by fear rather than by love. Many cities gathered in kingdoms, having at their head the kings. These called upon the pagan priests so that their divinities should come to them to provide assistance, and the false priests believed the future of the cities was written in animal entrails.

    7 But there remained a vacuum in the heart of the men and women. They missed that for which they had been conceived. They missed the love that God wanted to give them and that He waited for in return. Then, God decided that the moment had come to remind His Creation of its purpose. He found a child in the city that was called Stagirus and taught His Word to him so that the man could find the way of virtue. This child was called Aristotle.


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    Book of the eclipse
    Chapter I - « The Moon »


    1 The history that I will tell you may seem surprising, but, when you read it, you will know that there is much truth contained in it.

    2 One day, when the weather was nice, I walked with my dog along small paths crossing between the fields. I had just eaten and sought for myself a small, pleasant corner to take my nap in. On this May afternoon, the sky was of a pure blue and devoid of any cloud. The birds sang and my dog ran through the corn, chasing after small animals much faster than him. He barked mightily and happily, though he had lost the race in advance.

    3 The day seemed beautiful, but the presence of the moon in the sky in full day worried me. While the sun was the place intended to accommodate the virtuous after their judgement, the moon was the future place of torment of the sinners. The first was called Paradise, while the second was called Hell. The bringing together of these two divine stars in full day could only be heralding great misfortunes.

    4 I bent down to admire a small flower of the meadows, but the sudden darkness was such that I could not see it. The darkness, I asked myself? How could there be any darkness during so beautiful a day while the sun was high in its apogee? I raised my eyes to the sky and was seized by horror: the moon masked the sun now, preventing the divine light, source of life, from reaching the world below. Only a small halo the colour of fire, girding the star of night, still testified to the presence of the star of day.

    5 My dog stopped barking. I told myself, trying thereby to reassure myself, that it was only one of those regular cosmic events that the old ones had regularly kept track of, and which would soon be finished. But I was not convinced of it. The halo of fire gave to this eclipse a distressing atmosphere. But even this ended up disappearing when the moon completed its conquest of the sun. It covered the sky all around in blackness like ink. Even the stars gave way to this strange eclipse. At this point in time the moon decided to breach the rules of physics.

    6 In the centre of this disc of darkness, spots of colour were floating, like birds circling in the sky. They seemed to fight battles, mixing one with the other then separating abruptly. The mauve was thrown on the blue, which dodged toward the turquoise, whereas the green fled the red, itself assaulted by the yellow. Then the spots calmed their frolicking. I could not stop looking at the moon above, where I saw the colours being distributed upon the surface of the star of night, finally ordered in a coherent whole.

    7 They remained thus for a whole eternity, while my dog whined and hid himself in the cornfield. Then, the spots of colour emerged from the moon, like the squares drawn by a crossbow. One would have said six rays of lights tore through the sky in long coloured fingers. The colours joined in a true rainbow that fell down at my feet. I saw in front of me a streaked bridge of colours, forming an arch that spanned the distance separating me from the moon.

    8 I looked at it then and saw that the bridge of colours fell there in a true fall from white light. I looked then at my own feet and saw that they were sprinkled with the same soft milky light. The six rays, coupled over the entire length of the bridge, came at their ends to join together in the same whiteness.

    9 Although gripped by an indescribable anguish, I decided to set my foot on this lunar rainbow.


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    Book of the eclipse
    Chapter II - « Fog »


    1 I thus walked on a striped bridge of six colours with its destination the moon, under an empty sky of inky blackness with no star to be seen. The journey seemed to me to last an eternity. But, when I started to despair of the distance that remained yet to be traversed, I lost balance. Indeed, the bands of colours that constituted the bridge that I crossed mixed into a single white light. The bridge, like water, fell down on the surface of the moon in a milky cascade. I fell down pathetically to the ground and rose, strongly aggravated, brushing the dust from my clothing.

    2 I saw a pallid fog hanging all around me. The weather was hot and moist within this dense and unbreathable air. I tried to advance, but my movements were slow and awkward, since much the fog seemed to be clutched to my body. My feet sank deeply into the soft and viscous ground. I came to wish that the wind would rise in order to disperse this creamy mist that surrounded me. But this place gave to me the impression not to have known the least breeze since the beginning of time. It was the same moist atmosphere that had reigned ever since. I believed myself in a tomb.

    3 At this point in time, a long tongue flicked across my chest. Paralysed by terror, I froze in position. Looking around me, I was finally able to distinguish forms. They were innumerable and resembled human beings very little. One of them, of gigantic size, drew itself close to me, and I cannot describe in detail the ugliness of it. Entirely naked, this demon had smooth skin, a mouthful of sweat, and arched legs between which the attributes of masculinity were posted without decency. I also saw that its chest carried the attributes of femininity. I hoped to discover a human face, but in its place was a mouth similar to that of a snake, with a long tongue drawn up toward my left side.

    4 The monster said to me: “I am Asmodeus, Prince of Lust. Raphaella, Archangel of Conviction, is my opposite. Those who take pleasure in abusing the things of the flesh and in the most total nihilism come to join the rows of my damned.” I did not know what to say to so horrible a creature, but it did not expect any response and departed from me. At this point in time I saw a long corridor dug into the dense fog. I immediately began to move along it, seeking to escape these lustful animals. The ground was less and less pasty and became increasingly sandy. The pallid whitish colour left little by little, giving its place to a dark turquoise gleam.

    5 At the end of an indefinable time, I reached a gigantic cave. Titanic pillars supported its vault, which I had no difficulty to distinguish, given its great height. A lake of Homeric dimensions filled up every conceivable space. Its liquid, which no wave came to disturb, radiated a dark turquoise gleam, thus colouring all the surrounding rocks. No life seemed to be maintained in these places. I was no longer too surprised to see, among the rocks that piled up along the bank, obscure forms begin to rise. Their movements were slow, awkward, and not very marked.

    6 They seemed to have to make a superhuman effort to move at all. I heard them all bemoaning their decadent and amorphous state. At this point in time, a sheaf of turquoise liquid emerged from the lake surface. An enormous creature with the scaly skin and the long tail of a lizard emerged from the liquid. Surmounting a titanic jaw, two small eyes of emerald fixed me. It said to me: “I am Belial, Prince of Pride. Uriel, Archangel of Generosity, is my opposite. Those who believe themselves able to live outside of the community, or to be able to reach the status of the divine, come to join the rows of my damned.”


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    Book of the eclipse
    Chapter III - « The Plain »


    1 Belial turned back and submerged itself in the stagnant turquoise waters, which returned to their worryingly smooth surface. I then noticed a small boat on the bank. How had I been able not to see it before? I took it, not seeing any of the amorphous beings opposed to my doing so. I rowed then for hours, the gigantic pillars of rock following one another, one after the other. I advanced more and more quickly, but the joy that this brought to me was quickly changed to horror when I realized that it was only because I was caught in a whirlpool. Not being able to withdraw myself from it, I fell then through the bottom of this opening.

    2 When I awoke, my body sore and painful, I saw around me a dark corridor. The ground was covered with a soft, hot fabric, whose mauve colour was very much the same as the amethysts that composed the walls. I decided to follow this strange path. Throughout my way, I noted gigantic heaps of gold, silver and jewels along the walls. Delicious meats endowed the corridor with their appetizing scents. Men and women with splendid bodies paraded themselves in front of me. But I saw especially the many other people, debased, whose eyes devoured this formidable luxury.

    3 I wondered why they were not taking what was offered to them, but I soon came to understand. One of the damned took a gold coin, but quickly, with a howl of pain, dropped it. These cursed souls were condemned to covet such a luxury without ever being able to benefit from it. At this point in time I heard a noise of wings and I saw posed in front of me a creature of great size with the large wings of a bat and skin the colour of amethyst. It said to me: “I am Satan, Prince of Desire. Michael, Archangel of Justice, is my opposite. Those who wish to profit from the right rewards allotted to others, or which covet the goods or the happiness of their neighbours, come to join the rows of my damned.”

    4 Then, without anything further to add, Satan took off again. I thus began again my walk toward the end of the corridor, which I finally found. The exit was a small opening covered over by a black stone bracket, where craniums were carved. I hesitated to enter, but I remembered what there was behind me and did not want to make a point of going back there. I thus passed this cable length of door and found myself face to face with a plain that extended out into infinity. On the sides, I could see large red mountains circumscribing with precision the limits of this valley.

    5 This sight could almost resemble a terrestrial landscape, but the mountains and the grass were the colour of blood. The sun burned just above the plain. It filled up half of the sky and seemed to be stuck to the moon. It cut out in one starlit night that seemed to place all of its weight on me. I noticed a dizzying blue peak that rose in the middle of the plain and reached all the way up to the gigantic star of day. At its base was placed a great wooden construction. I decided to advance, in order to join this stone finger pointed upwards. But, halfway there, I understood that I could not reach it.

    6 Indeed, all around the blue peak, for hundreds of miles around, thousands of the damned fought like crazed ones. They did not have the least pity one towards the other. Each thought the occasion good to tear the flesh of his adversary. When the weapons and the fists were not enough any more, the teeth took over. Then, coming out of the gigantic fray, an enormous bull advanced toward me. Beneath its bloodshot eyes, flames leapt from its nostrils. It said to me: “I am Leviathan, Prince of Anger. Gabriel, Archangel of Temperance, is my opposite. Those who are given to the hatred of the other, or who with all their might fight against their condition, come to join the rows of my damned.”


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    Book of the eclipse
    Chapter IV - « Galleries »


    1 Then, Leviathan struck the bloody grass with its foot, and a crater was opened in the ground. I saw a stone staircase go down into the darkness. Seizing my courage, I entered there, while the Prince-demon returned to the combat. I descended the steps cautiously, because there was no light to help me know to where I advanced and the way seemed still long. To help me, I slid my hand along the wall, and I could tell by touch that the stair was simply and roughly carved into the ground itself.

    2 I started in fear when my fingers touched a viscous form. At this point in time the staircase filled up with a greenish colour. I turned my glance towards the cause of my fright and noted with disgust a huge earthworm crawling within the wall. It radiated a feeling of reluctance, just like the similar thousands of creatures that also crawled in the ground. Starting to have some small concept of lunar operation, I wondered which sin was punished in these places. I obtained my response at the bottom of the spiral staircase, where there were, ten galleries dug within the same ground, infested with these ignoble, greenish, small beasts.

    3 The Damned puffed up, which had evil to advance their bodies so, and they caught and devoured those others that passed into their range. I was overcome with nausea, when a new gallery opened, barely large enough to let pass the largest of the enormous ground worms. This one said to me: “I am Azazel, Prince of Greediness. Galadrielle, Archangel of Conservation is my opposite. Those who misuse the pleasure of the first needs, who do not have the measurement of the needs for their subsistence, come to join the rows of my damned.”

    4 Then it added: “Follow me.” It moved back and continued to dig its gallery. I followed it on for many miles, according to its multiple changes of direction. Then, the tunnel led to a large wood storage place. I understood that I was at the foot of the stone peak. Azazel, who awaited me close to the exit, set out again by digging a new tunnel. I looked around and saw that I was on a kind of hillock. All around, there was a pit that seemed bottomless.

    5 But there was certainly a bottom somewhere down there, for from it extended a multitude of raw and sharp wooden spikes, extending upward from somewhere and coming up almost level with my own position. The Damned were placed above. Even upright, they had to make difficult efforts in order to be maintained above and not to fall. But strangest was that each one held between his arms some treasure incomparable in value and beauty. They clutched these heavy trunks filled with gold, these large bags full of invaluable stones, as if their lives depended on it..

    6 Sometimes, a movement a little less measured than the others made some of this treasure fall. Those who made the error of trying to catch their lost treasure invariably ended up falling. A pale yellow gleam from the pit testified to the innumerable treasures which had fallen there, cursing those remaining above, of which none seemed to want to let escape the least part. Some had obviously been clinging for a long time, because their legs were atrophied. But they did not truly think in the least about escape, fearing to allow their gold to fall into the pit.

    7 Then, I saw descending down from the ceiling, attached to its wire, a gigantic spider of gold, its great eyes diamonds of thousands of facets. Arriving close to me, it said to me: “I am Beelzebub, Prince of Avarice. George, Archangel of Friendship, is my opposite. That whose selfishness is equalled only by its contempt of the other comes to join the rows of my damned.” Then, without saying anything more, the Prince-demon wove a bridge with its fabric, connecting my small island and the edge of the wooden store room.



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    Book of the eclipse
    Chapter V - « The Peak »


    1 At the end of the bridge of fabric was a small wooden door. I turned the handle, but it did not open. For a good long moment I struggled with it, before it finally yielded. It seemed like it must have been an eternity since it last had been used. When the door was open, I was in front of a blue stone mass. I passed through and raised my eyes. The peak that I had been able to observe a few moments ago pointed to the sun, which, from where I was, filled up the entire sky.

    2 Not wanting to remain in Hell for eternity, I undertook to climb the rock peak. For hours, I clung after a fashion to each asperity, advancing only very slowly because of the difficult conditions. I was not the only one to try this terrible ascent. Many people were pained as much as me in this difficult test. They cried out in the face of this superhuman task, and some ended up giving up.

    3 These did not find any more the strength to continue and tried to go down again. But it was even harder to move in this direction than to move towards the top of the blue peak. All those that were resigned thus ended up releasing their hold and falling to be crushed in a heap at the bottom with a terrible noise. Each fall seemed to weaken the will of the survivors, but I clung to my will and continued. After a time, I alone was still struggling to climb.

    4 When I thought that I had reached my own end, and my muscles cried out for me to stop, I saw an outcropping not far from me. Delighted by this unhoped-for discovery, I moved there. Once I arrived at this haven, I finally decided to look toward the ground, in order to see how high I had climbed. When I looked, I saw the entire moon beneath my eyes, under volumes of blue smoke similar to clouds. No mountain on Earth could be so high! I was pleased with the effectiveness of my efforts, but I remembered also that there was much distance yet until the top.

    5 I had collapsed on the cornice to try to find some rest, when I heard tears. I turned my head and saw an old man with a thick beard, drenched with his own hot tears. His body was so dry that it appeared skeletal. It said to me: “I am Lucifer, Prince of Apathy. Selaphiel, Archangel of Pleasure, is my opposite. Those who surrender to spiritual depression, who remain passive, who do not have any more taste for life, and who are unaware of their own satisfaction join the rows of my damned, which cannot manage to reach the sun.”

    6 I saw a cave behind him. It beckoned to me to go there, without saying a word. A long paved corridor moved towards a metal door, which presented a strange vertical veining in its medium. I sought a handle, but did not find any. After long effort, I collapsed against the side of it, exhausted. I then heard a small noise like a bell and the door opened, split into two, and the two halves of the door slid out into the sides. Much surprised, I looked inside and saw there a splendid mirror, which reflected like any other my image.

    7 I entered the small space where the mirror was. I heard a voice then say to me, in calm and soothing tones: “Going up?” I was shocked, silenced by so strange a question and saw a smiling person awaiting an answer. We were together in a tiny part where only a half-dozen people at most could have stood. It was rather well lit, although the white light, which came down from the ceiling, seemed to me a little dull. It being the only thing I could think of to say, I answered “Yes.” Then, the person posed her finger on a square where was written the words “Last stage.” The door closed again, its two halves again joining, and I felt movement as though ascending.


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    Chapter VI - « The Sun »


    1 When the small room where I was with this strange unknown person went up, I had the unpleasant feeling as though I were suddenly heavier than I had been before. But when it stopped, I felt one extremely light moment. However, I had become neither bigger nor smaller during this short span of time. The door opened again into two halves, as I had seen before. The unknown one turned again towards me and said: “You have arrived.” It gave to me a smile full of kindness and softness. This restored to me a little spirit and I dared finally to ask him: “But who are you?”

    2 It answered me: “I am the frontier runner, the only angel to remain for eternity apart from Paradise. My role is to accompany, to this point, those who have not made their choice yet.” “Which choice? ” I asked, disconcerted. But, without answering, it smiled and motioned its hand towards the outside of the room, clearly asking me to advance. Realizing that nothing could glean more information from him, I decided to advance. Once I left, the door was closed again behind me, its two parts meeting, and I heard the room go down again.

    3 I expected to find an idyllic landscape, but, instead, I still saw this hateful blue stone that composed the infernal peak. It had been cut to form a kind of terrace. I wondered how to leave what I then believed to be a wretched trap. Indeed, I had reached the top and did not have any chance to not fall if I tried to go down. As for the strange door, I did not know how to open it. I thus sat down, in tears, asking myself which horrible sin I had been guilty of to be thus punished.

    4 A few moments later, I heard the beating of wings. I raised my eyes and saw a splendid spectacle: seven angels were arriving onto the blue terrace. I recognized the Archangel Michael, patron saint of Justice, in full armour, holding in his hand a splendid sword and a large shield with the most marvellous ornaments. But my theological knowledge was limited and I asked, ashamed, who, exactly, had appeared before me. I expected to hear some reproach, but this was not the case. All looked at me with a glance full of softness and love.

    5 One of them advanced and said to me: “I am George, Archangel of Friendship. And here are Gabriel, Archangel of Temperance, Michael, Archangel of Justice, Uriel, Archangel of Generosity, Galadrielle, Archangel of Conservation, Selaphiel, Archangel of Pleasure, and Raphaella, Archangel of Conviction. We seven, under the orders of the Prophet, Aristotle, and the Messiah, Christos, are charged to guide the human ones on the path of virtue, which carries them toward God and His Paradise.”

    6 I had opposite me seven beings, the most important born as humans in history, excepting Aristotle and Christos. In the face of such a privilege, I could only prostrate myself at their feet, face against the ground. But George said to me: “Do not prostrate yourself in front of us: we are ultimately only human. Only God deserves that reverence. We are His humble servants, important only in achieving His divine will. But come with us, because the hour fast approaches that you make the choice. We are here to lead you to the sun.”


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    Book of the eclipse
    Chapter VII - « Paradise »


    1 The seven Archangels stood face to face with me. They raised their great smiles full of kindness, emphasized by their gazes, so full of tenderness. For the first time since I had left my dog alone in the field, I relaxed and allowed myself to partake in the serenity that they radiated. They helped me to stand and Michael, the most robust, hoisted me up onto his back. I reddened at the idea of riding an Archangel like a horse. But they all laughed, seeing the embarrassment on my face. This laughter was not in mockery, but full of friendship.

    2 Then, seven large pairs of splendid wings extended. They approached the edge and allowed themselves to fall from it. I howled in terror, but my cry was choked off when the Archangels rectified their flight and headed off toward the sun. I could see under me the whole of the moon and I promised to myself, if the occasion were given to me, to always live in the virtue, according to the precepts of Aristotle and Christos, in order to never return to such a sordid place. Galadrielle granted me another smile and said to me: “It is well. You have made a judicious decision. May the other living ones make the same one.”

    3 I wondered how she had been able to so well know the bottom of my thoughts. But my spirit was gladdened quickly, rather interested by the spectacle which was offered to me. We had just left the moon and we flew in the space that separates it from the sun. The stars were offered to my glance like as many magic spectacles. I could even distinguish many other stars whose existence I had not known of, not being able to be seen from the world. This immense sun, which I had never seen so near, occupied the essence of my vision. I felt like a fly in comparison to a cow: tiny.

    4 We approached so close to the divine star that flames of several miles in length passed very close to us. I wondered whether I was not going to share with the seven Archangels a quite disastrous end. However, Michael, on whom I was always perched, said to me: “Do not fear that which you see here.” I then saw the flames that covered the sun part, giving way to a splendid spectacle. Under this outer layer of flame was that about which I had intended to speak since my more tender childhood, without ever knowing of what it consisted: Paradise!

    5 We landed in a magic place. All was bathed in a soft light. Wherever I looked I did not find the least darkness. As far as the eye could see, there was no dwelling, nor the least construction of any sort. Those that were hungry plucked of the fruit trees. Those that appreciated the pleasures of relaxation stretched out in the grass. Children played innocently, laughing and running through tall grasses. The seven Archangels told me that they were to leave me here, their mission being finished. I thanked them greatly and said to them my goodbyes.

    6 I decided to walk about and view this enchanted place. All those that I met wished me welcome and smiled at me. I returned their smiles and thanked them. All breathed happiness, kindness and joy. When I approached a small fountain where water seemed so clear that I could not resist refreshing myself there, I noticed two men deep in discussion. They noticed me also and beckoned to me to approach. I realized then that opposite me were no less than Aristotle and Christos. They accommodated me with the greatest kindness. They asked me whether I liked the place and if I had been on a happy journey. I was so moved that I could not even answer. I stammered some vague words, while I still tried to comprehend who was in front of me. At this point in time I heard a voice.


    Sypous



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    Book of the eclipse
    Chapter VIII - « Resurrection »


    1 This voice that I heard, while I was in the company of Aristotle and Christos, was calm and penetrating. They explained to me that it was God Himself who was going to ask me the necessary question. I finally came to understand that this was that moment. The divine voice said to me: “You, the human that holds the name among them Sypous, you came to Me, discovering all that a human will be able to know after its death. You visited each of the seven Hells, where you met each Prince-demon. All this was presented to you in accordance with My will. What did you retain from your journey?”

    2 I answered: “I understood the direction of the Hells. When humans live in the virtue, being thus conformed to Your divine word, transmitted by the Prophet, Aristotle, and the Messiah, Christos, You grant the right to him to reach this place, Your Paradise, the Sun. If he is diverted from virtue, refusing to listen to Your divine word, and he gives himself up to the terrestrial pleasures, selfishness, temptation, false divinities, Your infinite wisdom brings to you to send him to Hell, in the Moon, to be punished there for all Eternity. You love us, but it is also needed for us to love You.”

    3 God said to me: “Now comes time for you to make your choice. You can decide to accept death. In this case, I will judge your life, the moments when you knew to work for the virtue and those where you were diverted from it. If, then, I judge that you deserve it, you will join the elect for an eternity of joy and happiness. But if I judge, rather, that your life was not virtuous, you will know an eternity of torments in Hell. Or, if you think that your time has not yet been achieved, that your life will not yet prove reliable in front of Me, you can decide to return to life.”

    4 I could not answer. Had I deserved to join the Paradise or would I finish in Hell? Then, I heard voices. These were those of my friends, who prayed for the safety of my heart. Although they were on Earth, I heard them distinctly. This made me hot in the middle seeing that they were concerned so much with what was going to happen to me. I had to show them that their prayers were not useless. I decided to accept resurrection, in order to be able to live in virtue and to deserve the Paradise. I owed them that, at least as much as I owed it to myself.

    5 God said to me then: “Since I decided to change the spirit of humans to eternal soul, so that, at their death, each one of them is judged by the way which led you to Me at their end, I put the same question to each one of them. Some have the same prudence that you have shown, others reach to the Paradise, and others overestimate the quality of their lives and are sent to Hell.”

    6 “Those who chose, like you, for resurrection, do not keep the traces of their celestial tour in their memory. Thus, their behaviour changes only if the lesson has been engraved at the very bottom of their hearts. However, so that all may know which terrible fate awaits them if they are diverted from My love, I leave you these memories. You will be able to thus testify to your journey, and your testimony will remain for century after century. Now that you know this task which I have entrusted to you, return to your life, until you return here to make your choice anew.”

    7 Then, my sight was scrambled. I had just time to see Aristotle and Christos once more before losing consciousness. When I awoke, I was in my bed, my arms crossed in front of me. Around me were lit candles and my friends were deep in earnest prayer. In tears, but obviously relieved, they explained me that nine days previous I had died. I rose, went to the window, and saw that the sun again diffused its cordial light on the world. I told my friends about my incredible tour and decided to put down on paper all that I had been shown during my death.


    Sypous



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    Book of the end of time
    Chapter I - « The Dream »


    1 I, Ysupso of Alexandria, Egypt, will describe to you the revelation that was made to me in a dream. It might appear strange to regard a dream as a veritable premonition, but the reading of my revelations will show you that this was no ordinary dream. I thank the Most High for having entrusted to me the divine mission of transmitting His will to the world.

    2 My dream started with a soft white light. I had the urge to awake myself and, as in the early morning, I emerged gradually from my state of lethargy. The light brought, progressively with my imaginary alarm clock, its batch of nuances. I then saw a group of beings, human with the large wings of birds, surmounted by a luminous ring. They sparkled with love and gentleness. Their glances were full of kindness and tenderness.

    3 I saw there with me all the human ones that, by their holy virtuous life, had reached the statute of angels. Seven of them exceeded their companions by the feeling of goodness that they emanated. I recognized without difficulty seven blessed archangels of God: George, owner of the friendship, Uriel, owner of generosity, Raphael, owner of conviction, Gabriel, owner of temperance, Michael, owner of justice, Selaphiel, owner of the pleasure, and Galadrielle, owner of conservation.

    4 Behind them, I saw vast idyllic landscapes. Everything sparkled with great beauty and I wanted nothing more than to remain there for eternity. But it seemed quite empty. I could admire the innumerable elect, populating Paradise. On their faces was an expression of great bliss. Seeing such a happiness fill those that had lived in the virtue, I was delighted for them and hoped to be able to join them.

    5 Then, I heard a hard yet serene voice to say to me: “Those which you see here are those which knew to gain the Paradise, according to the word which I entrusted to Aristotle and Christos. But know that the future will not be so radiant for all.” I understood that it was God Himself that addressed this divine message to me. Then, the angels left me in communion with the Most High. “Look into the pool of water at your feet,” He said to me.

    6 I saw a beautiful country there. The soft heat of the sun cherished the trees of the orchards, nourished the ears of corn, which were drawn up, proud, toward the sky, and gave all its love to the vegetables, which thrived. Further, I could see the cows feeding placidly, accompanied by sheep kept safe by their shepherd. The pleasant breeze lent its force to the work of the miller while making the wings of the mill to turn.

    7 The sea provided the fishermen with many fish, in order to nourish them and exhaled its rustic but so pleasant scents to those that could appreciate them. In the middle of this peaceful life, a city, girded about with walls, swarmed with activity. The craftsmen worked in order to provide to the population all that it needed and the tradesmen spoke in praise of their goods to the customers coming to market.

    8 The children played, laughing and running along the animated streets. Taverns shook with the laughter and the noises of liquids that were poured into the tankards. A small group crowded around the mayor, who listened to their interrogations and answered. The bells were reflected to sound and great numbers of the inhabitants left their houses to go to the mass.


    Ysupso



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    Chapter II - « The Castle »


    1 And at this point in time the horror started.

    2 The sky darkened, surmounted with dark clouds. The thunder roared, resounding in all the thatched cottages. And the rain started to fall. A flood as nobody had ever seen before rushed into the land! The gusts of wind whirled and the sea surged so mightily that I saw several fishermen disappear under the waters. Everyone thought then to take shelter, but the rain did not cease falling.

    3 Three days and three nights, rain worked to reduce to nothing all the efforts of the farmers, who, impotent, saw their harvests die. The streets were transformed into torrents. All the land became gorged with water. And the sea struck with all its ire against the city, destroying the landing stages, ruining even the largest boats, and coming to fall against the coast.

    4 Then, the sky darkened yet further, choking the rays of the sun completely, and lit only by the flashes whose thunder resonated in all the houses where the people massed, frightened. The rain became increasingly cold, changing into snow. Freezing completed the destruction of the harvests and the icy wind whipped the houses, where people, terrified, suffered from hunger and thirst without daring to say a word.

    5 Then, snow changed into hail. This storm was made up of enormous hail large around as a bowl and hard as stone. They struck with all of their force into the solid walls and the stone buildings. The roofs seemed to suffer from this treatment, but endeavoured to resist. This was not always enough, because many houses broke down on their unfortunate inhabitants, their cries for assistance lost in the noise of the cataclysm.

    6 But the martyrdom seemed to end when the hail decreased, then stopped. Gradually, people left their modest shelters and a number of them, haggard, moved toward the castle, in order to find answers to their questions. The priest and the duke addressed then the crowd. But the speech of the duke was stopped by the collapse of the tower, which crushed him without mercy or hope of appeal.

    7 Indeed, the ground had started to tremble. And the unhappy official had been standing in the path of the enormous monument. People thought then to run to re-enter their shelters. But the weakened houses broke down, one after another. The streets collapsed, opened into a multitude of cracks, devouring into the ground the unfortunate ones that had fallen into their terrible trap. The walls, already shaken by hail, broke down, bringing also their own batch of deaths.

    8 The entire city collapsed thus little by little, leaving many people to rush about in panic. Only the church had survived the attacks of the unleashed elements; the saintly building seeming spared from the disaster. The ground stopped trembling and calmed. Without a word, the survivors thus arranged themselves in the house of God. The priest was there. He preached on repentance from sin. His liveliness was of gold, but one felt in his voice the anguish that his prayers were not enough to help them. But all listened to the sermon of the priest as they had never listened before.


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    Book of the end of time
    Chapter III - « The Church »


    1 The wind beat on the sides of the church, making its structure quiver. The sky, dark and icy, was filled with threatening clouds of Herculean proportions. All around the church, the lightning tore the air, followed soon by its accomplice, the thunder, which resounded in the terrified hearts of the flocks.

    2 The priest encouraged the flock with his prayers. He never stopped reminding them that they did not have anything to fear if they kept in their spirit the divine words revealed by the Prophet, Aristotle, and the Messiah, Christos. The purity of his faith pushed him to encourage his listeners to make penitence for their sins. And he repeated unceasingly that it was time for those whose souls were choked with sin to make their confessions. But nobody listened to him any more, terror trampling on their reason, and all looked out now through the stained glass windows of the church.

    3 At this point in time the third calamity fell down on them. The wind redoubled intensity, changing the wind into gusts and the gusts into storms. The cataclysm reached its climax when a terrible tornado assaulted the church building. This one broke the stained glass of the church, coming to fill up the building with its icy breath. The pieces of coloured glass fell down in a rain of sharpened blades on the unfortunate ones which were below.

    4 The tornado propelled the pews against the walls, breaking them into pieces. It reversed the flock, who, struck out one against the others. It broke down the statues from the tops of their pedestals, shattering them in thousands of pieces. The imposing doors of the church were several centuries old. They had known the pangs of time without ever giving signs of the least weakness. But the tornado made them fly away like wisps of straw.

    5 The noise of the storm covered the exhortations and the prayers of the priest. He stopped then when he saw a young child fallen to the ground. An enormous beam threatened to fall down and crush the child. The priest threw himself on him and pushed the child out of the path of the falling timber. This sacrifice proved unfortunately useless, because the entire building broke down on its inhabitants, from which only some few survivors managed to escape.

    6 These were not the luckiest, because they had finally the misfortune to witness the last of the calamities. The city was no more, one field of ruins on the cracked ground. The sea was unchained under a sky of ink split by the flashes, the fields, the pastures and the orchards were drowned and only a very few trees held still more or less upright.

    7 The survivors saw then the latter burst out into flames. They cried out with all the energy that remained to them. The wind, hitherto icy, blazed up instantly to painful heat under the open sky. The clouds reddened, reflecting the flames that bathed the country. Fire devoured all that had survived in a gigantic blazing inferno. The unfortunate people who had survived the three other calamities howled in pain when the blazing inferno destroyed their flesh, leaving nothing whatsoever of their bodies.


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    Chapter IV - « Divine Judgement »


    1 I raised my eyes from the pool where all these horrible images had been just offered to my eyes. I trembled, the cries of suffering from the poor victims of these four calamities resonating still in my heart. Hot tears flowed openly down my face, so horrible was the fate of these unhappy poor.

    2 Then, God, in a voice soft and alleviating, said to me: “See how horrible will be the end of the world which you like so much. It will be destroyed by water, earth, wind, and fire. But do not fear, because, if you are virtuous, you will be able to avoid these useless sufferings. And those which live in the virtue need not worry, because never do I forget those who love Me. ” I saw the clouds indeed go away, the winds become calm, and the flames to die. But the ground trembled further, revealing a beautiful sight.

    3 The men and the women who had lived through the atrocities I had seen in the puddle pool left the world, flying. They were innumerable, each one crowded by necessity next to the other, a veritable sea of humanity. In spite of an indefinable time that they had waited under the ground, they seemed to find a new youth. They flew away in a splendid cloud of beings coming to join their Creator.

    4 Behind them, I saw the world, a gigantic ball of matter. All the humans had left it behind. Its surface cracked, the titanic flames emerging from the cracks thus formed. Then, the entire world blazed up. It illuminated the other stars in a powerful red light. Lastly, in an incommensurable explosion, it completed the mission that God had entrusted to it.

    5 The human ones were installed along the stars, on what one calls the Milky Way. They were organized then in a file that seemed endless. Some seemed happy to await the Divine Judgement, others poured heated tears, regretting not having known to listen to the divine words transmitted by the Prophet Aristotle and Christos, the Messiah. The angels patiently awaited the human ones on the sun. And, on the moon, the demons spat their hatred with the face of a doomed future.

    6 And God spoke to me: “See. These men and these women are now in waiting for the judgement of their hearts. I made you to aspire to the virtue and I did this in such a way that if one among you so practised, it would be communicated to the others.” There I recognized the teaching of Aristotle and the words of Christos! “There has always been this goal,” He added, “to serve, honour and to love Me, but also to love each other. I am the invisible hand which guides your steps, but a number among you were diverted from My Word.”

    7 “You are judged one by one when you die, but that will not always be the case. Indeed, I left the creature that I did not name to prove his statement that the strong should dominate the weak. If, once again, you are diverted to Sin in great numbers, that which you saw in the pool of water will come to pass. If you forget again the love that I have for you and, through this, cease to love Me, it will all happen as you have seen. If My Word, revealed by Aristotle and Christos is not heeded any more, I will destroy the world and its life, because the love will not be any more. So, take guard not to let My Word lose itself in the pits of the lapse of your memory.”

    8 For this reason I have revealed all this to you. The virtue must guide each one of your steps. Everyone must transmit the virtue to their descendants. Such is the Word of God. You do not escape from the wise way of His hand, or the day will come when the world will disappear.


    Ysupso



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    Chapter V - « Questions »


    1 But many questions had not yet been answered. I asked God if He would enlighten me further, and, in His great mercy, He accepted.

    2 I asked Him: “When will we be judged? What will be the sorrows and the rewards which we will have?” He answered me: “I decided, when I made the humans My children, to make them the most beautiful of gifts: I have made of all your spirits eternal souls, allowing you to gain Paradise if you follow the lessons of Aristotle and Christos, but punishing you in Hell if you are diverted from the ways which they traced. You are in My court of judgement throughout your lives. Each thought, each word and each action influences My final decision. When each one of you dies, I decide your eternal destination. According to whether you were virtuous or a sinner, you join the rows of the elect or of the damned.”

    3 I asked Him then: “But what will the human ones resemble, those who reach the sun or the moon? Will we be only of pure spirits? What will become of our bodies? What are these angels and these demons?” It answered me: “The body cannot live without the spirit and the spirit without the body, because I made life the union of these two states. When a human reaches Paradise or Hell, the body that it had on the world is abandoned to nourish the life on Earth and a new body is given to him in exchange. This one is commensurate with the image of the spirit of the human it is given to: it represents either the beauty of it or the ugliness. The angels are those that, by their holiness, obtained a body so perfect that they may assist me in the sun. The demons are those which lived so much in the sin that their bodies are only horror and beastliness.”

    4 I still asked Him: “The baptism is the sacrament which devotes the entry of a human into the community of believers. Without this, there is no access to the possible Paradise. But what becomes of the poor children whose life is completed before they have the chance to be baptised?” And He answered me: “I made you of the elect with your birth, because you tend naturally toward Me. It is your sins which divert you from My divine perfection.”

    5 “The baptism makes it possible for the virtue to repurchase the sin; makes it possible for the love to overcome the apathy. The virtuous one who is not baptised will not be erasing his faults, because I did not bless his entry into the community of My faithful. But do not believe that the fact of being baptised authorises you to sin without shame. This sacrament is only the means of living in the virtue. But all those which were not baptised, whether they are children or adult, if they absolutely never sinned, will be able in the same way to reach the Paradise.”

    6 I asked Him finally: “Will the End of time take place inevitably?” He answered me: “No, I will decide to destroy the world if the human ones are given up as much in the sin as they ended up before, giving reason to the creature to which I did not give a name. Know that the future of the world depends only on your virtue. You must respect the Word which I transmitted to Aristotle and Christos, because, if you behave like the inhabitants of Oanylone, your vice will bind the fate of the world which you like so much.”

    7 Then, God said to me that the time had come that I return home, that my dream was finished, and that I should awake. Relieved to have learned so much from God Himself, I thus returned to my soft bed, where I awoke. Still disturbed by these revelations, I wrote this message from God in the words that He had given me to do so.


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