• Eternal Realm of Glory Part 1 (3/3)

    From Noahide Videos@21:1/5 to All on Fri Jul 22 02:37:55 2016
    [continued from previous message]

    Britney really looked fucking hot today, Daniel thought to himself. Like fire itself. But the bitch went over to chat with JT, and didn’t even give me a fucking look. Bitch. Bitch. Bitch.

    As he sat there, considering the drowning of his sorrows in a Coke, he decided he may as well, and went to the fridge, grabbed a Coke can, opened it, sat down in front of the tv, put on Brit’s greatest hits, and for the next 3 hours said everytime her
    face appeared, ‘Bitch, Bitch, Bitch.’ But everytime he got a little bit of a smile on his face and realized he loved her, so such were the ironies of life.

    * * * * *

    Melanie looked at the picture of Daniel he had finally caved and given to her, sitting on top of her piano. He really was quite handsome. Quite a catch she was now thinking to herself. Should she date the devil? Should she date this man who was
    determined to be the very ‘Sun of God’ if he was at all capable of achieving such glory. Should she date Xaddadaxx himself. It was an interesting idea, but if Kalan liked her, as he claimed he did, if Callodyn really was the man for her, then she
    wanted a sign. Some sort of sign of commitment which would prove to her that his love would last forever. Some sort of commitment.

    * * * * *

    Daniel picked the ‘Rainbow Bible’ off his shelf, walked outside, and made his way steadily to Melanie’s house. He knocked on the door, Melanie answered, and he threw the Rainbow Bible at her. ‘Get the fuck over the Jesus Boy, Mel. Get the fuck
    over it.’ And that said, he disappeared, back to his home, realizing she would eventually get the fuck over it. Idols were idols in the end – who the fuck really wanted to be up the butt of Jesus boy whose only agenda was to try and rule the world
    with the underlying motivation of fucking as many females and males as he possibly could. Using them up, spitting them out, defiling their honour, and then judging them to hell to keep them in line. He was cancer, evil and an abomination to Daniel and
    one day, he knew, Melanie would admit the truth.

    * * * * *

    Daniel sat in his room, thinking it over. It was the right thing to do. It was about time she learned the truth, and got over Satan. Jesus was just no good, just no good. Corruption and sin eats away at itself in the end, just like the Jewish
    religion as well. The circumcision was the point where the Jews had died and gone into death. And after thousands of years of justifying such hypocrisy their evil was steadily and inevitably damning them. And Daniel was relieved because of it. He
    knew down on earth that the standards amongst them had slipped so much that suicide itself was starting to become an attractive option. The quick rush and the end to the struggle. And of course, murder was looking more and more appealing all the time
    to the mind of the damned ones. Hellfire and oblivion waited, but such was life. Such was life.

    * * * * *

    Melanie was disappointed. Daniel was so judgemental. Really, she thought he was terribly arrogant to be so hard on Jewish people, just because they circumcised. I mean, what was wrong with circumcision? Why was that a problem? And so, deciding to
    give the issue some thought, she approached her PC, opened the ‘Word Forever’ word processor, and typed in a new document ‘The Circumcision Question – An investigation into a spiritual dilemma by Melanie C’. She sat staring at the screen,
    wondering what solutions life itself would provide for her, and slipped out into the kitchen, drank from her pitcher of watermelon juice, and stood there, thinking. Just thinking.

    * * * * *

    Daniel looked at the ‘Orianthi’ CD Single. ‘According to you’. Released again. God she was an arrogant bitch. Up her arse something shocking. She was stupid, useless, couldn’t do anything right. She was difficult, hard to please, and
    couldn’t do anything right. She was pathetic. And there was this other dildo who wanted her. But who gave a fuck anyway. Who gave a fuck. Besides, she was boring, moody, she sucked at telling jokes. But the song was alright.

    * * * * *

    ‘Walking around on a broken leg.’ Melanie couldn’t get the fucking song out of her head. ‘Walking around on a broken leg.’

    * * * * *

    Melanie looked at the seagull on the beach. It was busily eating a fish which had come to the shore, met its fate, and provided itself as a noble sacrifice for the hungry gull. She was on her long towel, the umbrella shading her, looking at the hot
    boys on the beach. She had her sunglasses on, the transistor radio was playing, a bottle of iced champagne by her side, and all right in the world. Boy after hot boy came up, smiled at her, often flexed their muscles, and offered her various affections
    for a night of carnal lust. And while she was at times quite tempted, she let them be. She’d had her fill of carnality for a while, and other things could suffice. But those hot spunks sure did look good. They sure did look good.

    * * * * *

    Orianthi looked at the website. ‘Chronicles of the Children of Destiny’ – An Amazing saga of the Lives of the Eternal Angels. It could prove interesting reading. And, by the looks of it, it was all free to read online. Mmm. Perhaps something
    to check out.

    * * * * *

    JT was now, just about, over Britney. Just about. Rihanna was looking finer all the time, but he was now into ‘Orianthi’. She was now the new hot thing. Totally hot. Totally and completely hot. Yeh, she was the one to go for. Chase that tail.

    * * * * *

    Melanie sat down at her PC, having given it some thought, and wrote out these words. ‘I suppose, it couldn’t really be argued that the foreskin doesn’t have a natural part in the design of the human body.’ In fact, it seemed to Melanie quite
    probable that the foreskin did have a practical and important purpose in the design of the male human body. It protected the head of the Phallus, which was naturally a sensitive part of the human body. Going further, the actual act of circumcision was
    an act of deliberate aggression and violence on the human body of the male. Even if the one doing the circumcision was embarrassed or had no actual hatred towards the baby, they were still practicing enough evil to mutilate the child anyway. They were,
    inevitably, in the position of error and, as error was sin – the fundamental basis of sin, the Abrahamic, Samaritan, Jewish and Muslim systems of religion were fatally flawed and on the road to destruction. It was a logic of universal spiritual truth
    which, now, seemed to make sense to Melanie. The only cure – the only real cure – was the renunciation and repentance of the deliberate act of circumcision. This was the only possible cure. The only, inevitably, possible cure.

    * * * * *

    Melanie picked up the Rainbow Bible which Daniel had given her. Genesis chapter 1 through to Genesis chapter 11 verse 9. It covered ‘Creation’ to the end of the ‘Tower of Babel’ incident. Daniel had written some notes for Melanie. Apparently
    he acknowledged that the general documentary hypothesis seemed sound and correct and advocated ‘Richard Elliott Friedman’s’ ‘Who Wrote the Bible?’ as a both scholarly, academic and mainstream work, accessible by anybody with a basic sense of
    biblical knowledge, and also anyone outside of that field who just had a general interest. Daniel’s view was that the early Hebrew scribes compiled together histories and legal rulings from their history in the compilation of the Torah and the Hebrew
    Bible. But, in Daniel’s judgement, Abram was led astray by deceiving spirits, and the circumcision was not the work of the creator, or the sign of any divine covenant. Daniel presented to her the basic view that the ‘Rainbow Bible’ was still a
    basically sound and acceptable historical document, relative mainly to the era in which it was produced were the recording of history was still at a basic level, meaning that there was no reason to expect such things as ‘Divinely Written’ or ‘
    Infallible’ or ‘Inerrant’ or anything like that. Yet, simply because it was the only real information that mankind had available on the origins of earth and the universes creation, and that it likely spoke, in Daniel’s opinion, of a sound enough
    recording of history, that it was thus acceptable to use in a ‘Scriptural’ or ‘Religious’ sense. The actual coining of the term ‘Rainbow Bible’ had indeed a precedent, established in the ‘Noughties’ decade of the 2000s, thus there was a
    factual historical witness. This much was true, correct, and could not be disputed on an historical basis. The sign of the Rainbow Bible’s covenant was, of course, the Rainbow itself. This covenant promised mankind and animals that God would never
    send another flood. That was the promise of the covenant. There was also rules given pertaining to the covenant, and those established earlier in mankind’s history. The main rules pertaining to the time of the covenant were ‘The forbidding of the
    eating of blood’ and ‘The forbidding of murder, with God’s intent that murderers be put to death.’ Daniel had written a note which said ‘Murderers, once having killed, are always capable of killing again, no matter what type of repentance they
    may have claimed. Thus, the term ‘Death Entities’ meaning creatures capable of killing, and thus being a spirit or entity of ‘Death’. Because of this, those who did not kill who were worthy of life had the fundamental human right granted to
    them by God to live and, because they had the right to live, they had the fundamental right to protection from murder, and as such the only responsible thing to do with murderers was to put them to death. It was just, fair and appropriate punishment.
    As for their fate beyond death, well that was in the hands of God.

    The Circumcision problem was that it allowed ‘Death’ and ‘Murder’ in for the act of simple things common to human beings. For example, ‘Homosexual practice’, which was, in Daniel’s opinion, simply an alternative type of lifestyle some
    people felt suited to and enjoyed, was something which the religion of the Israelites tried to destroy. They were intent on killing them and had devised the sexual sanctions in Leviticus 18 & 20 and the story of ‘Sodom and Gomorrah’ for the intent
    of removing such behaviour from their populace. This was simply an ‘Elitist’ spirit, not tolerant or accepting of people who chose different things for themselves. Such madness also applied to rulings on ‘Adultery’ and ‘Incest’. For
    example, Seth had sexual relations and married one of his sisters. This was normal and acceptable behaviour for human beings, part of the natural design. Many humans often found parents or children sexually attractive, and desired sexual relations with
    them. That was also a natural thing for many human beings. Daniel agreed that ‘Bestiality’ was inappropriate behaviour because of the potential embarrassment which it could cause animals. To Daniel, only sexual relations within a species or
    perhaps genus for certain animals, seemed appropriate. The passing on of venereal diseases, in Daniel’s view, ultimately originated with Bestial behaviour. Homosexuality, to Daniel, was a scope of behaviour not as much in harmony with the natural
    world as Heterosexual behaviour, which was behaviour which produced offspring and, thus, when Aids first arrived ‘Homosexual’ men were the first victims. Homosexuality was not wrong, as it were, but simply less nature based. It was a divergence
    from the norm, but it was not an act of aggression or violence, and thus did not violate fundamental principles of the ‘Rainbow Bible’. As such it was an allowable divergence which humans had the right to look into and explore for themselves.
    Whatever lessons they wanted or needed to learn, they would learn for themselves and ‘Live and let live’ was the core motto Daniel applied and was quite happy doing so.

    And his notes went on further, but that was enough for Melanie to feel quite a bit better about this Daniel she had started to like.

    * * * * *

    Up in heaven above, the Creator was pleased. Quite pleased. Daniel had shared with Melanie some truths of life – truths of absolute existence. Her soul would mend even further and heal from the lies of her earthly upbringing. It would simply happen
    in the fullness of time, as knowledge of truth carefully and inevitably won the heart of his dear daughter.

    * * * * *

    Daniel walked down to the river, carrying a bag with various bottles of juices. As he sat on grass overlooking the river, the water following its course in happy regularity, Daniel considered Melanie. She seemed like an intelligent enough girl. He was
    thinking, probably, that she would see the point in his arguments. That she would understand that what she had been raised in was not the way of reality and had been, in fact, the way of death. Something which had inevitably killed her. Daniel had
    finally passed from life, really, for one reason. The women he really did in fact love had also passed and he just wouldn’t let them go. As simple as that.

    He drank down the orange juice, feeling a little bit better today. Some anxiety had built up for a while. But now he was feeling good, and the juice was doing wonders. Staring at the water as it flowed along, he started thinking other thoughts on life.
    Other thoughts than the usual high spiritual dramas he had been mostly involved with for a very, very long time now. It seemed to himself he had reached a general conclusion on certain spiritual issues, was satisfied with his beliefs, and could now
    rest. It was alright now – it was alright. The devil of lies had been defeated in his heart, and his faith rested in the truth he knew to be true. The Rainbow would always last – as simple as that. It was an everlasting covenant and, while he
    knew certain technical possibilities in the Rainbow Bible, it seemed the intent of the creator for the Rainbow to Remain eternally. And that was good, Daniel thought to himself. That was good.

    He started on the watermelon juice, enjoyed its sweet, light flavour and just drank in the peace and happiness which came from a heart which had found truth with God. And for this he was grateful. Truly grateful.

    * * * * *

    Melanie picked up the dictionary, something she was doing more and more these days, simply to continue her study of words to enlarge her knowledge base and improve her thinking. A greater personal vocabulary of words had the effect, it seemed to her, of,
    as words were added, improving intelligence. It seemed that a person’s intelligence increased as more knowledge was taken in and, perhaps what seemed important to Melanie, that this new knowledge was processed, thought upon, pondered, philosophized,
    and gradually brought into harmony with the other words known of in her mind. A continual increase and expansion of her knowledge base on life in the English speaking world seemed to be the resulting fruit, and an occupation of careful work worth the
    effort of pursuing. She remembered her ancient school days. Education had not always been the most exciting of pursuits, mainly focused then on being ‘Cool’ and crafting out a place in the ‘Social Hierarchy’. That of course had been a very
    important priority for Melanie, as it was for most people. But now, as her knowledge base was increasing, and she was starting to understand more of life, she now valued the idea, very highly, in true English tradition, of ‘Working on Things’.
    Showing an aptitude for gradually improving in areas of knowledge, skill and virtue, to be a truly ‘Accomplished English Lady’. It had been a strong part of her English tradition from an earlier period, especially in the Victorian era. But, and
    this was interesting to her now, their needed to be an impulse - and this impulse was 100% absolutely essential for her particular sand of infinite progression to continue forwards. Their needed to be a spirit of life within her, a drive, a focus,
    something which committed to the eternal – something which committed to the infinite. Of course, in the ‘Rainbow Bible’ it spoke of the ‘Tree of Life’. Yet, there was this lesson which Daniel had driven home as ABSOLUTELY FUNDAMENTALLY
    NECESSARY, or only DEATH could result. When God presented to your heart the choice of eating the forbidden fruit of knowledge of good and evil, you were a complete and utter tosser if you ate the stuff. Totally fucking nuts. And why? Just look at
    what happens to them all, says the Holy One. They all fucking die in the end, don’t they? They all fucking die in the end. So stick to the fruit of life, babe. Stick to the fruit of life, the spirit spoke to her mind in pleasant little ditties of
    joy.

    * * * * *

    1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 & 7. Six days of creation, 7th day of rest. The angel Saruviel, the 7th Angel of the Realm of Eternal Glory, was curious on an issue. A theological issue which Daniel had been writing about on his website. Rejection of Circumcision
    did not seem quite right, so Saruviel was now writing an email with a response.

    ‘The Supernatural system of knowledge, dear Daniel, is a system which encompasses infinite knowledge and understanding. The design of the natural system is simply one aspect of the creator’s knowledge and designs. The purpose of the ‘Circumcision
    on the Eighth day is to represent ‘Supernatural’ intervention. As you know ‘8’ people were taken on board the Ark and, as such, this number represents supernatural intervention on behalf of God and indicates the power of ‘Salvation’.
    This seems quite abundantly clear. The ‘Natural’ system of the Universe is simply one potential design within the creator’s arsenal of potential designs. I feel you are quite mistaken on this issue, Daniel. Quite mistaken.’

    It was about 3 days later, Saruviel checked his email, and Daniel had responded.

    ‘The Creator is consistent with himself. Perfectly consistent. He has complete knowledge of good and evil, but chooses good based on his spiritual nature. He is motivated by goodness, holiness and perfection. His system of design knows no flaws,
    inconsistencies, or error-based principles. God is flawless and without any error of any kind. His spirit is a spirit of absolute truth, with no corruption whatsoever. The deity of Israel is resplendid with principles of knowledge and truth – this
    is in no way disputed. But the funny thing about an apple which is rotten in its core is that it eventually dies and decays away and, really, is no good at all. The Israelite representation of deity has corrupt elements associated with it – this I
    know from personal spiritual observation. It is a corrupt element which will eventually destroy itself, succumbing to sin and death.

    The Creator of the Rainbow has no flaws. No inconsistencies. No imperfections. He is a perfect being. The imperfections come from the deity of Israel, which we term the ‘Serpent Spirit’, a spirit imperfect and resorting to hatred and violence to
    justify its personal views on what is supposed to constitute divinity. It is this spirit which is responsible for disease, virus and death within the earthly system. This spirit was placed, by the Creator, within the forbidden tree of knowledge of good
    and evil. As such, ‘In the day you eat thereof you shall surely die’.

    The Creator himself is separate and distinct from this evil, perfectly aware of it’s dark nature. Yet, while the creator has perfect knowledge of this evil, the Creator’s heart is perfectly motivated by goodness, holiness, love virtue and good and
    positive things. It has no ill will, no ill intent, no arrogance or hatred towards those children made in its image. The deity of Israel, on the other hand, arrogates to itself qualities ‘Supreme arrogance, demanding what it perceives of as the
    sovereign rights over life and death. It may kill at will, torture at will, hate at will and practice at will any other form of evil it so chooses. It displays this vanity by statements which suggest its ‘Absolute Authority’. On the other hand,
    the creator is decent, gentle, careful with people, loving of its children and desiring the very best of and for them. It is a creator which cares and is not motivated by destruction and ill will. Israel’s deity is very good at imitating this
    behaviour, but the soul is lacking. It has no true heart, instead delighting in its fallen Israelite child, attempting to corrupt the hearts and minds of the children of men with its barbaric views on morality, and its death sanctions within the Torah
    to exterminate all who would dare oppose it. The God of Israel is fucking evil, so get the fuck over it Saruviel. Get the fuck over it. Yours sincerely, Daniel.

    * * * * *

    Saruviel was thinking it over, and finally responded. ‘Well, Daniel. Whatever the case may be, I don’t think the God of Israel is quite as motivated by evil as you think. I get the point of what you are arguing on circumcision. If you see it that
    way, fine. No problems. You’re a bit a harsh though, aren’t you? How about lightening up a little?’

    Four weeks later Daniel finally responded.

    ‘Ok. I will lighten up a little. I don’t accept those views, so don’t think I will anyway compromise on my beliefs, but I am happy enough to LIVE and LET LIVE. Ok. Sincerely yours, Daniel.’

    Saruviel responded quickly.

    ‘No problems.’

    * * * * *

    Melanie looked at the painting she was working on. A lovely green valley on a rainy day, with a Rainbow radiating soft, gentle purity.

    She felt happier, now. Much happier. As a sign of a Covenant the Rainbow was simply better. Really, just simply better than any other sign. It worked, God maintained it, and it was eternal. Really, there was NO reason to leave it. No reason
    whatsoever.

    * * * * *

    Daniel finished off his watermelon juice. He was happy. Happy. At peace and, finally, having found consolation. His faith had been shown true, and the Devil was giving up. It was unable to tempt him any further, and the Rainbow was now going strong.
    Thank God for that. Thank God for that.

    THE END

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  • From Noahide Videos@21:1/5 to All on Fri Jul 22 02:37:55 2016
    [continued from previous message]

    Britney really looked fucking hot today, Daniel thought to himself. Like fire itself. But the bitch went over to chat with JT, and didn’t even give me a fucking look. Bitch. Bitch. Bitch.

    As he sat there, considering the drowning of his sorrows in a Coke, he decided he may as well, and went to the fridge, grabbed a Coke can, opened it, sat down in front of the tv, put on Brit’s greatest hits, and for the next 3 hours said everytime her
    face appeared, ‘Bitch, Bitch, Bitch.’ But everytime he got a little bit of a smile on his face and realized he loved her, so such were the ironies of life.

    * * * * *

    Melanie looked at the picture of Daniel he had finally caved and given to her, sitting on top of her piano. He really was quite handsome. Quite a catch she was now thinking to herself. Should she date the devil? Should she date this man who was
    determined to be the very ‘Sun of God’ if he was at all capable of achieving such glory. Should she date Xaddadaxx himself. It was an interesting idea, but if Kalan liked her, as he claimed he did, if Callodyn really was the man for her, then she
    wanted a sign. Some sort of sign of commitment which would prove to her that his love would last forever. Some sort of commitment.

    * * * * *

    Daniel picked the ‘Rainbow Bible’ off his shelf, walked outside, and made his way steadily to Melanie’s house. He knocked on the door, Melanie answered, and he threw the Rainbow Bible at her. ‘Get the fuck over the Jesus Boy, Mel. Get the fuck
    over it.’ And that said, he disappeared, back to his home, realizing she would eventually get the fuck over it. Idols were idols in the end – who the fuck really wanted to be up the butt of Jesus boy whose only agenda was to try and rule the world
    with the underlying motivation of fucking as many females and males as he possibly could. Using them up, spitting them out, defiling their honour, and then judging them to hell to keep them in line. He was cancer, evil and an abomination to Daniel and
    one day, he knew, Melanie would admit the truth.

    * * * * *

    Daniel sat in his room, thinking it over. It was the right thing to do. It was about time she learned the truth, and got over Satan. Jesus was just no good, just no good. Corruption and sin eats away at itself in the end, just like the Jewish
    religion as well. The circumcision was the point where the Jews had died and gone into death. And after thousands of years of justifying such hypocrisy their evil was steadily and inevitably damning them. And Daniel was relieved because of it. He
    knew down on earth that the standards amongst them had slipped so much that suicide itself was starting to become an attractive option. The quick rush and the end to the struggle. And of course, murder was looking more and more appealing all the time
    to the mind of the damned ones. Hellfire and oblivion waited, but such was life. Such was life.

    * * * * *

    Melanie was disappointed. Daniel was so judgemental. Really, she thought he was terribly arrogant to be so hard on Jewish people, just because they circumcised. I mean, what was wrong with circumcision? Why was that a problem? And so, deciding to
    give the issue some thought, she approached her PC, opened the ‘Word Forever’ word processor, and typed in a new document ‘The Circumcision Question – An investigation into a spiritual dilemma by Melanie C’. She sat staring at the screen,
    wondering what solutions life itself would provide for her, and slipped out into the kitchen, drank from her pitcher of watermelon juice, and stood there, thinking. Just thinking.

    * * * * *

    Daniel looked at the ‘Orianthi’ CD Single. ‘According to you’. Released again. God she was an arrogant bitch. Up her arse something shocking. She was stupid, useless, couldn’t do anything right. She was difficult, hard to please, and
    couldn’t do anything right. She was pathetic. And there was this other dildo who wanted her. But who gave a fuck anyway. Who gave a fuck. Besides, she was boring, moody, she sucked at telling jokes. But the song was alright.

    * * * * *

    ‘Walking around on a broken leg.’ Melanie couldn’t get the fucking song out of her head. ‘Walking around on a broken leg.’

    * * * * *

    Melanie looked at the seagull on the beach. It was busily eating a fish which had come to the shore, met its fate, and provided itself as a noble sacrifice for the hungry gull. She was on her long towel, the umbrella shading her, looking at the hot
    boys on the beach. She had her sunglasses on, the transistor radio was playing, a bottle of iced champagne by her side, and all right in the world. Boy after hot boy came up, smiled at her, often flexed their muscles, and offered her various affections
    for a night of carnal lust. And while she was at times quite tempted, she let them be. She’d had her fill of carnality for a while, and other things could suffice. But those hot spunks sure did look good. They sure did look good.

    * * * * *

    Orianthi looked at the website. ‘Chronicles of the Children of Destiny’ – An Amazing saga of the Lives of the Eternal Angels. It could prove interesting reading. And, by the looks of it, it was all free to read online. Mmm. Perhaps something
    to check out.

    * * * * *

    JT was now, just about, over Britney. Just about. Rihanna was looking finer all the time, but he was now into ‘Orianthi’. She was now the new hot thing. Totally hot. Totally and completely hot. Yeh, she was the one to go for. Chase that tail.

    * * * * *

    Melanie sat down at her PC, having given it some thought, and wrote out these words. ‘I suppose, it couldn’t really be argued that the foreskin doesn’t have a natural part in the design of the human body.’ In fact, it seemed to Melanie quite
    probable that the foreskin did have a practical and important purpose in the design of the male human body. It protected the head of the Phallus, which was naturally a sensitive part of the human body. Going further, the actual act of circumcision was
    an act of deliberate aggression and violence on the human body of the male. Even if the one doing the circumcision was embarrassed or had no actual hatred towards the baby, they were still practicing enough evil to mutilate the child anyway. They were,
    inevitably, in the position of error and, as error was sin – the fundamental basis of sin, the Abrahamic, Samaritan, Jewish and Muslim systems of religion were fatally flawed and on the road to destruction. It was a logic of universal spiritual truth
    which, now, seemed to make sense to Melanie. The only cure – the only real cure – was the renunciation and repentance of the deliberate act of circumcision. This was the only possible cure. The only, inevitably, possible cure.

    * * * * *

    Melanie picked up the Rainbow Bible which Daniel had given her. Genesis chapter 1 through to Genesis chapter 11 verse 9. It covered ‘Creation’ to the end of the ‘Tower of Babel’ incident. Daniel had written some notes for Melanie. Apparently
    he acknowledged that the general documentary hypothesis seemed sound and correct and advocated ‘Richard Elliott Friedman’s’ ‘Who Wrote the Bible?’ as a both scholarly, academic and mainstream work, accessible by anybody with a basic sense of
    biblical knowledge, and also anyone outside of that field who just had a general interest. Daniel’s view was that the early Hebrew scribes compiled together histories and legal rulings from their history in the compilation of the Torah and the Hebrew
    Bible. But, in Daniel’s judgement, Abram was led astray by deceiving spirits, and the circumcision was not the work of the creator, or the sign of any divine covenant. Daniel presented to her the basic view that the ‘Rainbow Bible’ was still a
    basically sound and acceptable historical document, relative mainly to the era in which it was produced were the recording of history was still at a basic level, meaning that there was no reason to expect such things as ‘Divinely Written’ or ‘
    Infallible’ or ‘Inerrant’ or anything like that. Yet, simply because it was the only real information that mankind had available on the origins of earth and the universes creation, and that it likely spoke, in Daniel’s opinion, of a sound enough
    recording of history, that it was thus acceptable to use in a ‘Scriptural’ or ‘Religious’ sense. The actual coining of the term ‘Rainbow Bible’ had indeed a precedent, established in the ‘Noughties’ decade of the 2000s, thus there was a
    factual historical witness. This much was true, correct, and could not be disputed on an historical basis. The sign of the Rainbow Bible’s covenant was, of course, the Rainbow itself. This covenant promised mankind and animals that God would never
    send another flood. That was the promise of the covenant. There was also rules given pertaining to the covenant, and those established earlier in mankind’s history. The main rules pertaining to the time of the covenant were ‘The forbidding of the
    eating of blood’ and ‘The forbidding of murder, with God’s intent that murderers be put to death.’ Daniel had written a note which said ‘Murderers, once having killed, are always capable of killing again, no matter what type of repentance they
    may have claimed. Thus, the term ‘Death Entities’ meaning creatures capable of killing, and thus being a spirit or entity of ‘Death’. Because of this, those who did not kill who were worthy of life had the fundamental human right granted to
    them by God to live and, because they had the right to live, they had the fundamental right to protection from murder, and as such the only responsible thing to do with murderers was to put them to death. It was just, fair and appropriate punishment.
    As for their fate beyond death, well that was in the hands of God.

    The Circumcision problem was that it allowed ‘Death’ and ‘Murder’ in for the act of simple things common to human beings. For example, ‘Homosexual practice’, which was, in Daniel’s opinion, simply an alternative type of lifestyle some
    people felt suited to and enjoyed, was something which the religion of the Israelites tried to destroy. They were intent on killing them and had devised the sexual sanctions in Leviticus 18 & 20 and the story of ‘Sodom and Gomorrah’ for the intent
    of removing such behaviour from their populace. This was simply an ‘Elitist’ spirit, not tolerant or accepting of people who chose different things for themselves. Such madness also applied to rulings on ‘Adultery’ and ‘Incest’. For
    example, Seth had sexual relations and married one of his sisters. This was normal and acceptable behaviour for human beings, part of the natural design. Many humans often found parents or children sexually attractive, and desired sexual relations with
    them. That was also a natural thing for many human beings. Daniel agreed that ‘Bestiality’ was inappropriate behaviour because of the potential embarrassment which it could cause animals. To Daniel, only sexual relations within a species or
    perhaps genus for certain animals, seemed appropriate. The passing on of venereal diseases, in Daniel’s view, ultimately originated with Bestial behaviour. Homosexuality, to Daniel, was a scope of behaviour not as much in harmony with the natural
    world as Heterosexual behaviour, which was behaviour which produced offspring and, thus, when Aids first arrived ‘Homosexual’ men were the first victims. Homosexuality was not wrong, as it were, but simply less nature based. It was a divergence
    from the norm, but it was not an act of aggression or violence, and thus did not violate fundamental principles of the ‘Rainbow Bible’. As such it was an allowable divergence which humans had the right to look into and explore for themselves.
    Whatever lessons they wanted or needed to learn, they would learn for themselves and ‘Live and let live’ was the core motto Daniel applied and was quite happy doing so.

    And his notes went on further, but that was enough for Melanie to feel quite a bit better about this Daniel she had started to like.

    * * * * *

    Up in heaven above, the Creator was pleased. Quite pleased. Daniel had shared with Melanie some truths of life – truths of absolute existence. Her soul would mend even further and heal from the lies of her earthly upbringing. It would simply happen
    in the fullness of time, as knowledge of truth carefully and inevitably won the heart of his dear daughter.

    * * * * *

    Daniel walked down to the river, carrying a bag with various bottles of juices. As he sat on grass overlooking the river, the water following its course in happy regularity, Daniel considered Melanie. She seemed like an intelligent enough girl. He was
    thinking, probably, that she would see the point in his arguments. That she would understand that what she had been raised in was not the way of reality and had been, in fact, the way of death. Something which had inevitably killed her. Daniel had
    finally passed from life, really, for one reason. The women he really did in fact love had also passed and he just wouldn’t let them go. As simple as that.

    He drank down the orange juice, feeling a little bit better today. Some anxiety had built up for a while. But now he was feeling good, and the juice was doing wonders. Staring at the water as it flowed along, he started thinking other thoughts on life.
    Other thoughts than the usual high spiritual dramas he had been mostly involved with for a very, very long time now. It seemed to himself he had reached a general conclusion on certain spiritual issues, was satisfied with his beliefs, and could now
    rest. It was alright now – it was alright. The devil of lies had been defeated in his heart, and his faith rested in the truth he knew to be true. The Rainbow would always last – as simple as that. It was an everlasting covenant and, while he
    knew certain technical possibilities in the Rainbow Bible, it seemed the intent of the creator for the Rainbow to Remain eternally. And that was good, Daniel thought to himself. That was good.

    He started on the watermelon juice, enjoyed its sweet, light flavour and just drank in the peace and happiness which came from a heart which had found truth with God. And for this he was grateful. Truly grateful.

    * * * * *

    Melanie picked up the dictionary, something she was doing more and more these days, simply to continue her study of words to enlarge her knowledge base and improve her thinking. A greater personal vocabulary of words had the effect, it seemed to her, of,
    as words were added, improving intelligence. It seemed that a person’s intelligence increased as more knowledge was taken in and, perhaps what seemed important to Melanie, that this new knowledge was processed, thought upon, pondered, philosophized,
    and gradually brought into harmony with the other words known of in her mind. A continual increase and expansion of her knowledge base on life in the English speaking world seemed to be the resulting fruit, and an occupation of careful work worth the
    effort of pursuing. She remembered her ancient school days. Education had not always been the most exciting of pursuits, mainly focused then on being ‘Cool’ and crafting out a place in the ‘Social Hierarchy’. That of course had been a very
    important priority for Melanie, as it was for most people. But now, as her knowledge base was increasing, and she was starting to understand more of life, she now valued the idea, very highly, in true English tradition, of ‘Working on Things’.
    Showing an aptitude for gradually improving in areas of knowledge, skill and virtue, to be a truly ‘Accomplished English Lady’. It had been a strong part of her English tradition from an earlier period, especially in the Victorian era. But, and
    this was interesting to her now, their needed to be an impulse - and this impulse was 100% absolutely essential for her particular sand of infinite progression to continue forwards. Their needed to be a spirit of life within her, a drive, a focus,
    something which committed to the eternal – something which committed to the infinite. Of course, in the ‘Rainbow Bible’ it spoke of the ‘Tree of Life’. Yet, there was this lesson which Daniel had driven home as ABSOLUTELY FUNDAMENTALLY
    NECESSARY, or only DEATH could result. When God presented to your heart the choice of eating the forbidden fruit of knowledge of good and evil, you were a complete and utter tosser if you ate the stuff. Totally fucking nuts. And why? Just look at
    what happens to them all, says the Holy One. They all fucking die in the end, don’t they? They all fucking die in the end. So stick to the fruit of life, babe. Stick to the fruit of life, the spirit spoke to her mind in pleasant little ditties of
    joy.

    * * * * *

    1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 & 7. Six days of creation, 7th day of rest. The angel Saruviel, the 7th Angel of the Realm of Eternal Glory, was curious on an issue. A theological issue which Daniel had been writing about on his website. Rejection of Circumcision
    did not seem quite right, so Saruviel was now writing an email with a response.

    ‘The Supernatural system of knowledge, dear Daniel, is a system which encompasses infinite knowledge and understanding. The design of the natural system is simply one aspect of the creator’s knowledge and designs. The purpose of the ‘Circumcision
    on the Eighth day is to represent ‘Supernatural’ intervention. As you know ‘8’ people were taken on board the Ark and, as such, this number represents supernatural intervention on behalf of God and indicates the power of ‘Salvation’.
    This seems quite abundantly clear. The ‘Natural’ system of the Universe is simply one potential design within the creator’s arsenal of potential designs. I feel you are quite mistaken on this issue, Daniel. Quite mistaken.’

    It was about 3 days later, Saruviel checked his email, and Daniel had responded.

    ‘The Creator is consistent with himself. Perfectly consistent. He has complete knowledge of good and evil, but chooses good based on his spiritual nature. He is motivated by goodness, holiness and perfection. His system of design knows no flaws,
    inconsistencies, or error-based principles. God is flawless and without any error of any kind. His spirit is a spirit of absolute truth, with no corruption whatsoever. The deity of Israel is resplendid with principles of knowledge and truth – this
    is in no way disputed. But the funny thing about an apple which is rotten in its core is that it eventually dies and decays away and, really, is no good at all. The Israelite representation of deity has corrupt elements associated with it – this I
    know from personal spiritual observation. It is a corrupt element which will eventually destroy itself, succumbing to sin and death.

    The Creator of the Rainbow has no flaws. No inconsistencies. No imperfections. He is a perfect being. The imperfections come from the deity of Israel, which we term the ‘Serpent Spirit’, a spirit imperfect and resorting to hatred and violence to
    justify its personal views on what is supposed to constitute divinity. It is this spirit which is responsible for disease, virus and death within the earthly system. This spirit was placed, by the Creator, within the forbidden tree of knowledge of good
    and evil. As such, ‘In the day you eat thereof you shall surely die’.

    The Creator himself is separate and distinct from this evil, perfectly aware of it’s dark nature. Yet, while the creator has perfect knowledge of this evil, the Creator’s heart is perfectly motivated by goodness, holiness, love virtue and good and
    positive things. It has no ill will, no ill intent, no arrogance or hatred towards those children made in its image. The deity of Israel, on the other hand, arrogates to itself qualities ‘Supreme arrogance, demanding what it perceives of as the
    sovereign rights over life and death. It may kill at will, torture at will, hate at will and practice at will any other form of evil it so chooses. It displays this vanity by statements which suggest its ‘Absolute Authority’. On the other hand,
    the creator is decent, gentle, careful with people, loving of its children and desiring the very best of and for them. It is a creator which cares and is not motivated by destruction and ill will. Israel’s deity is very good at imitating this
    behaviour, but the soul is lacking. It has no true heart, instead delighting in its fallen Israelite child, attempting to corrupt the hearts and minds of the children of men with its barbaric views on morality, and its death sanctions within the Torah
    to exterminate all who would dare oppose it. The God of Israel is fucking evil, so get the fuck over it Saruviel. Get the fuck over it. Yours sincerely, Daniel.

    * * * * *

    Saruviel was thinking it over, and finally responded. ‘Well, Daniel. Whatever the case may be, I don’t think the God of Israel is quite as motivated by evil as you think. I get the point of what you are arguing on circumcision. If you see it that
    way, fine. No problems. You’re a bit a harsh though, aren’t you? How about lightening up a little?’

    Four weeks later Daniel finally responded.

    ‘Ok. I will lighten up a little. I don’t accept those views, so don’t think I will anyway compromise on my beliefs, but I am happy enough to LIVE and LET LIVE. Ok. Sincerely yours, Daniel.’

    Saruviel responded quickly.

    ‘No problems.’

    * * * * *

    Melanie looked at the painting she was working on. A lovely green valley on a rainy day, with a Rainbow radiating soft, gentle purity.

    She felt happier, now. Much happier. As a sign of a Covenant the Rainbow was simply better. Really, just simply better than any other sign. It worked, God maintained it, and it was eternal. Really, there was NO reason to leave it. No reason
    whatsoever.

    * * * * *

    Daniel finished off his watermelon juice. He was happy. Happy. At peace and, finally, having found consolation. His faith had been shown true, and the Devil was giving up. It was unable to tempt him any further, and the Rainbow was now going strong.
    Thank God for that. Thank God for that.

    THE END

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