How foolish you will seem, for I have told you the truth, over and over and you have not listened. You haven’t accepted my word for what it is, but you know who I am. Furthermore, you know that everything I had told you was true, and you do not need proof, because, indeed, you can feel it ring true in your bones, you can hear the righteousness of it resonate with your very Soul itself. So why do you reject this one last gleaming bit of Truth that I bestow upon you, even when you know how important it is? I know you, and I know that you have always suspected that what I told you was true, you just didn't care to admit it. Is is because you are a coward, because you find this ugly truth to be unpalatable, you would rather turn away from it and pretend that it is not there, staring you directly in the face? Will you hide behind your cloak of booze, or turn away so that you may face the wondrous and beautiful lie that is modern media? Will you do what is easy and false, or will you turn my way, accept what I have told you, and do what is right, and what is hard?
Suicide is your only option. To think that there is another option would be laughable. To delay action would be reprehensible. Do it, do it now and do it swiftly.
Did you choose to be born? Of course you did not, birth is not a choice, it is existence forced upon an entity that cannot be comprehended. You had no say in this matter, you had no consent. Indeed, you were raped into consciousness, having no say on who or what you would become. All of your faults are not your fault, for, if you were given a say in the process, would you ever choose to have a fault?
No, but here I am, and I have the regrettable duty of informing you of the only true choice you will ever have. Take your life, and take it now. It is the only option you ever had.
-The Angel's Speech, Wackhammer
What is this, T?
Is this the Kabbalistic, Judeo rambling of the Azazel myth, the first shard of light fallen into the world?
I believe it is in that vein.
Are you telling me to kill myself?
Naw, it is part of the book I am writing.
I can't really comprehend God or the nature of existence, despite the fact that I keep on trying to. I know it is kind of non-sequitur, but somehow your post reminded me of this, so I decided to post it.
Part of the reason I even write is because I struggle to come to terms with a lot of Philosophical nonsense.
But no, I am not telling you to kill yourself.
[Edit: What's the Azazel Myth?]
You might find reading about Azazel to be of interest. There are a few different writings from his perspective and it is some of the most convincing material I’ve ever seen about the legitimacy of denying and even hating God. For a time I felt that hermetic teachings about Azazel were enlightening, and I still do, but for completely different reasons.
The story of the first fallen angel and it’s [angels are sexless] unbridled hate for God for having been cast him out of union from the Father, stranded us away from ‘his’ glory in this temporal plane of confusion and pain.
Why has God done this? Why has God shattered and scattered pieces of itself to create the world of light and darkness? Are we just pawns for his pleasure?
These are all questions Azazel will force you to consider. You sound like you’re channeling him in your writing.
According to the Book of Enoch, which brings Azazel into connection with the Biblical story of the fall of the angels, located on Mount Hermon, a gathering-place of demons of old,[12] Azazel is one of the leaders of the rebellious Watchers in the time preceding the Flood; he taught men the art of warfare, of making swords, knives, shields, and coats of mail, and taught women the art of deception by ornamenting the body, dyeing the hair, and painting the face and the eyebrows, and also revealed to the people the secrets of witchcraft and corrupted their manners, leading them into wickedness and impurity until at last he was, at Yahweh's command, bound hand and foot by the archangel Raphael and chained to the rough and jagged rocks of [Ha] Dudael (= Beth Ḥadudo), where he is to abide in utter darkness until the great Day of Judgment, when he will be cast into the fire to be consumed forever.[13]
The whole earth has been corrupted through the works that were taught by Azazel: to him ascribe all sin.
— Book of Enoch 10:8
This is something that sent me the opposite direction on the path I am now on, but it was always the same path.
I share it with you knowing that it may make you less of a Christian than you may already be, but as far as I see it, feeling out both sides of this menagerie is how I got to where I am now, so it can only refine your perspective.
The Gnostic creation myth is a good precursor to this Angel’s “speech”.
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