The Winds of Change – Part 6

♣♣♣ Part VI ♣♣♣
Foundational Gems
Apocalyptic Fiction by Jason Youngman

There was no commotion, neither hugs nor kisses, when Jason and his chosen few made for the airport before dawn. Samson remained behind to make sure the abbey continued to function smoothly in Jason’s stead. He also played a crucial role in deconstructing the doctrines of the Church, and implementing a new catholic catechism to help accommodate the protestant Christians that were soon to return and embrace the Mother Church. With equal importance Samson continued to strengthen the Order’s bond with the heads of the Italian Mafia. Jason’s financial arrangement with Cardinal Medici made their kinship all the more solidified. The Mafia were essential in making it possible for thousands of foreign leaders from around the world to live in and around the Eternal City. There were a number of Italians throughout the country that initially resisted this transition but the long standing Machiavellian tradition of the Mafia were most effective in squashing all traces of resistance to the catholic cause.

Jason sat with Rabbi Isaac in a private room on the Vatican’s most versatile jet. They were headed for Nuuk, the capital city of Greenland. His travelling companion was raised an Orthodox Jew but left as a young man to join a Jewish Mystical tradition that held a strong messianic sentiment towards the biblical Jesus as being the actual redeemer of the Hebrew people.

Jason held Isaac as his Rabbi, and Isaac held Jason as his Priest. As spiritual brothers they were determined that all would one day recite aloud: “Hear, O Israel: the Lord our God is One.” If it were not for Isaac, Jason would not have known how to unlock the secret compartment in Solomon’s sarcophagus. It was Jason’s intention to give Isaac the Breastplate so as to initiate the rebuilding of the Temple of Solomon. But first they had to retrieve its 12 magical gems that were sealing the entrance to the Nephilim in the far reaches of the north.

According to the ancient Kabbalists, this area was called the land of Magog. At its centre there used to be an impregnable castle that loomed into the heaven’s above. It was said to house the very throne of Gog (Lucifer) himself. Now the fortress lay dormant some miles into the earth’s surface, as a darken tomb for the Nephilim. The Rabbi pondered the words of Ezekiel as he looked out upon the hazy west through a portside window of the plane:

“Therefore prophesy, son of man, and tell Gog that this is what the Lord GOD says: On that day when My people Israel are dwelling securely, will you not take notice of this? And you will come from your place out of the far north – you and many peoples with you, all riding horses – a mighty horde, a huge army. You will advance against My people Israel like a cloud covering the land. It will happen in the latter days, O Gog, that I will bring you against My land, so that the nations may know Me when I show Myself holy in you before their eyes.” (Ezekial 38:14-16)

Jason and Isaac were joined at the hip. That is to say they could understand one another and even anticipate each other’s moves. But what they didn’t thoroughly consider was how delicate their whole operation was. One wrong turn and everything they achieved together could go to the wind. In other words, they were running on faith, and believed the Lord God was supporting their efforts to fulfill ancient prophesy. They were not the first to attempt God’s Kingdom on earth but they were going to be the last.

About Philosopher Muse

An explorer of volition and soul, a song under a night sky and a dream that forever yearns to be.
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