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3.19 EA Incarnate

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Book III: Chapter 19
November 13

Strange Days. I thought to myself as looked back upon that wild day of my first initiation into the Third School of Inanna — for none of my other Third School initiations were ever so intense.

For a brief moment, I felt my own desires arise again as I remembered the insanely beautiful women who helped us complete the rite…

Inanna’s Helpers

But I combated that temptation by recalling my newfound repentance – and cursing under my breath, I denounced my own lecherous desires and reminded myself that such debauchery was surely the way to the eternal grave and not the afterlife with Christ that I desired again.

To further get the sinful images out of my mind, I turned my attention back to Bill Bates, who was still speaking on the dais…

“…and we are dedicated to the attainment of Spiritual Freedom.” The Brothers as a whole were chanting.

For my part, I had forgotten the first few words and mumbled the rest in halfhearted tones.

“We oppose the enslavement of our spirits.” Dr. Ma’bus cantered.

“We seek to liberate the human race,” I replied along with the rest.

“Let us turn our attention to Prince EA.” Dr. Ma’bus advised, speaking in his normal tones now that the initial canter was over. “While Anu initiated the evolutionary chain that sparked life on this planet, it was EA who used Anu’s Neanderthals as the base for a new creation. ‘Let us upgrade them into our own image,’ EA suggested to his fellow Elohim — and so EA created Homo Sapiens and thus became the Father of Modern Man.”

The Elohim (gods) who created Adam with Prince EA

(OK, let me warn you, this is all a bunch of garbage in my opinion. I recommend you skip this section, but some of you have been begging me to tell you Brotherhood Theology so if you want it, here it is).

“And yet, EA did much more than merely create us.” Bates continued. “For was it not EA who protected us against the Nephilim – those fallen angels who sought to make us slaves to the Elohim’s design? Indeed. And furthermore, recall that it was EA who formed OUR organization and gave this Brotherhood the mission to educate the human race in TRUTH, and to liberate it from bondage.

“What bondage, you ask?” The one-time tech nerd turned world savior was on a roll now. “Judaism. Christianity. Islam. All world religions! These are the bondage of our souls! For wasn’t it EA who also gave us the original Tree of Life? Verily, Oh My Brothers, listen to me, for even in early Mesopotamian glyphs – artistry of OUR forefathers, mind you – we witness that it was EA who first showed us a snake wrapped around the trunk of a tree – an image later stolen by the Hebrew’s. And yet these pre-Biblical works reveal much more,” and here he pointed over to a giant tapestry hanging on a far wall, “notice, to the right of the tree is the half-moon symbol of EA; to the left is the planet symbol of Anu. Here The Great Mystery is revealed; for it describes Anu’s palace in the heavens, while EA rules the earth. Don’t you see? EA is Prince of Earth!”

Prince EA with Anu at the Original Tree of Life

Then, turning back to The Book, Bates as Dr. Ma’bus chanted, “And so EA shared The Knowledge of Life with early man, saying,  ‘Adama, thou art going before the King; the road to Heaven thou wilt take. When thou hast approached the Pearly Gates, there thou whilst meet Anu, The Bearer of Life.’” 

Looking at the crowd again, Bates explained, “Prince EA was trying to teach early man the way to spiritual freedom. And yet, Adama – on behalf of all Mankind – failed. As a result of Adama’s Fall, Anu rejected the entire Human Race. It was Anu who would have allowed Man to be destroyed, but it was Prince EA who stopped that destruction! Unable to bring mankind easily into our true potential as spiritual beings, EA came up with a new plan – even if all of men could not be made acceptable to Anu, perhaps a select few could; thus EA strove to find a way to illuminate a portion of Mankind and provide us with salvation – thereby glorifying Anu and uniting creation.

“These select few became EA’s Chosen People – later we became known as The Brotherhood of the EArth – for WE are the Sons of Prince EA and it is OUR destiny to sit in glory with Anu in his heavenly kingdom!”

“For EA! For Anu! ” Called out one of the Brothers and the rest of us in the crowd repeated his words back, clapping and cheering.

“Yes, Oh My Brothers, let your hearts rejoice!”  Bates cheered us on. “For EA is our savior. Who is Jesus of Nazareth compared to EA? Who is Yahweh compared to Anu? For is not Yahweh merely one of the lesser Elohim, a mere spawn of Anu? Most assuredly I say to you, the world has been misled, it is WE who know the real TRUTH: for the false ‘god’ whom the Jews revere is really the TRUE EVIL BEING!”

(It’s quite a warped theology, huh? Hey, I told you to skip ahead).

“You know this to be true.” Dr. Ma’bus pressed on. “You need only to read about the destruction showcased in the Hebrew’s Old Testament to verify this for yourselves. What truly ‘benevolent’ God would authorize such atrocities against Mankind – supposedly his beloved creation? Again I tell you that were it not for EA, Mankind would have been destroyed already!

“And yet, even EA is not all powerful. Yahweh, Siva, Buddha, and other Elohim were successful in their own designs – for they succeeded in cutting the earth off from the rest of the spiritual world. They made our planet a prison world, where our spiritual beings have become enslaved within our corporal bodies – all for their own pleasures. And yet, WE cannot just sit back and do nothing. All of us are Brothers because we are dedicated to saving this world – for EA… for Anu!”

“For EA!” the Brotherhood chanted back. “For Anu!”

“Because of The Brotherhood, EA is not alone in his quest.” Bates was reaching a crescendo. “We will fight alongside EA until the very end! We’ve already reset the world away from capitalism. We have transferred the world’s wealth into our hands. We wiped about a third of the world’s population with Covid and we subjected the rest to abide by our rules with my Identichip and our global health regulations. In short we now control the planet. And now it’s time we break the bonds of the Elohim too! And lo, the Time of the Last Battle is fast approaching. Oh My Brothers, ready yourselves, for December 21st, this very year, NOW IS THE TIME when we shall see EA achieve his great victory once and for all!!”

“Now is the time!” Shouted back the assembly.

“EA saves!” Others rejoiced.

“For EA! For Anu!” I called out with the rest to keep my cover, all the while fearing what might happen next.

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Book I: Chapter 19
June 20 (and a time long past)

Having just witnessed unwelcome memories from nearly 2,000 years ago I was ready for a break. 

“Ha! ‘Surely Mary won’t wait around forever?’ Eh, Peter?” I quipped to myself as I remembered what my friend said and took another sip of my iced tea (yes it was a Long Island).

“Well, it seems we were wrong about that, for hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, right?”

Still on my porch, I snickered to myself with chagrin – for as I pondered the situation in hindsight it seemed that nobody got what they wanted:

  • Lazarus never did get Mary.
  • Jesus never accepted Mary’s advances.
  • I’m still here rotting in this worn out husk of a body.
  • All of our dreams have been dashed.

“Why have you cursed us like this, Lord?” And I threw my glass down on the porch – watching it smash into countless pieces, even as the remaining liquid quickly seeped through the floorboards. Overwhelmed with shame, I cried, “I am worn out calling for help, God. Will my life never end? Even if I end up in the land of gloom and shadow – even still I will go if it means I can only escape this so-called life!”

As if on cue, I noticed the radio was playing yet another one of my favorite songs – the Jim Reeves classic, “Am I that Easy to Forget?”

Guess I could find somebody, too. But I don’t want no one but you. How could you leave without regret? Am I that easy to forget?

I was about to let myself be drawn deeper into the song, when… “We interrupt this broadcast,” came the urgent words of the announcer, “with a special report about the assassination of UN Secretary General Ban Ki-Moon…”

“NO, not again – what about my Phillies game?”

I stewed as the Special Report was delivered — no less than thirty minutes of rigmarole about how, as yet, no one knew who had assassinated Ki-Moon (although I had a pretty good idea); that an emergency meeting of the UN had already taken place; and that William Henry Bates III (Bingo!) had already been elected as interim Secretary General.

After this, there was a short audio clip from Bates’ acceptance speech in which the beloved philanthropist explained that while his first inclination was to advise he was not worthy of such an honor, in fact he agreed to accept the nomination – at least on a short term basis – because he realized that the world needed him, and therefore he promised to do his best to lead the planet to prosperity.

Bates took the opportunity to remind people that he’d continue to work hard to help himself and others like him overcome their White Privilege disease, and as proof of his commitment to promoting BLM and Critical Race Theory goals he announced he was changing his name to the Muslim-inspired moniker Dr. Ghaz ‘al Ridwan Ma’bus. (Just like Teri had warned Alan about – although Teri missed the part about Bates taking on the “Dr.” title – apparently stealing a page from the puppet president Joe Biden’s wife’s playbook on how to give yourself fake credentials). Next this new Dr. Ma’bus explained how he would use his UN platform to protect the world from Climate Change disasters in the hopes that building a more sustainable world would eventually put an end to the never-ending cycle of pandemics that had plagued our planet since 2019.

Bates nee Ma’bus’ message was one of hope and freedom for all people in the world and he the more he talked the more he promoted himself as the People’s Savior.

Now as odd as this might sound, during the initial newscast I was quite dour – especially when Dr. Ma’bus was talking about the UN Agenda 2030 propaganda pawns like BLM, CRT, and Covid, and about his silly new name. Yet the more the Bates/Ma’bus audio clip was playing, the more I found myself getting inspired (just a bit) by Bill’s passion when he proclaimed himself to be our savior as Ghaz al’ Ridwan Ma’bus. It was a contagious sensation that I could not shake and soon enough a smile began to form beneath the scraggly curls of my beard the more I listened to Ma’bus smooth voice.

His voice beckoned me.

And then, as if the shackles of two thousand years of lethargy were suddenly released, I jumped up and looked to the Heavens. “Could this really be The Time?” I was actually hopeful. And in spite of myself, I began to praise, “When my soul is downcast within me, I will remember you. O Lord, have you returned to us in the person of the Muslim Savior Ghaz ‘al Ridwan Ma’bus?”

Meanwhile, Dr. Ma’bus continued to talk – encouraging the world to unite in brotherly love across every race and religion — and my Hope sprang even higher!

“Lord, are you him?” I desperately clutched my radio, hanging on the savior’s next words.

But then it happened, for as the applause from the crowd became so overwhelming, Ma’bus himself could no longer be heard.

“Noooooooo!” I collapsed in despair. “Don’t desert me again!”

Yet, my protests were to no avail. And when the regular newsman’s voice came back over the speaker, my newfound inspiration evaporated; once more I felt as if I was nothing more than a worthless sinner who had yet again been forgotten and abandoned.

Pity?

I don’t want your pity.

You can stuff your sorries in a sack, Mister!!

If there were any last vestiges of hope, I quickly beat them down. 

But then a small, still voice inside me seemed to say…

“John, John, why do you forsake me?”

Yet I refused to listen. Instead  simply reached towards my radio, and clicked the dial.

A lone tear trickled down my cheek, as I resolved to go inside and get into bed – to put an end to another miserable day.

“As for me, it’s always the same – I am scorned and disgraced. Shame has broken my heart and left me helpless. Why do You forsake me so?”

And trudging along the porch, “Let the world take care of itself. Or let Bates’ Ma’bus persona do it. He doesn’t need me. You don’t need me, Lord. Nobody needs ME anymore.”

And with that, I went inside and closed the door – leaving even my Phillies to fend for themselves.

(Bummer, huh?)

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