My Creation Story

[watershield]

The story of Creation

How the source came to be, none can say., except, it has always been and shall always be.
For untold eons, the source, the one energy, was dispersed across the vast expanse of time.
If it was a matter of billions of years or an instantaneous event remains a matter of perspective, but the source “condensed” into one tightly compressed existence.
Time folded in upon itself, bringing all the various elements of the source to one point. The fabric of time itself became as a shell of an egg containing all that was, is or ever will be.
With this coalescence, the source became self aware, and with this awareness, Gaia separated herself out of the source
Through her own council and purpose she created sons and daughters. And they in their turn did create the generations. Each in their turn and purpose, until finally all was chaos.
Gaia looked upon the chaos and was angered by it. Each generation was created for its own purpose, with free will but without regard to the first.
Gaia brought together her sons and daughter of her first creation, and they in turn gathered their sons and daughters. In this gathering it was agreed that the sons and daughter of Gaia would surrender their free will and follow the will and purpose of the first mother, Gaia.
But through the generations, there came to be a number who had become so separated from Gaia that they had become arrogant and would not surrender their free will, and the chaos continued.
Determined to end the chaos, Gaia burst the egg allowing time to fill the expanse of existence. Within this void, she created the universe. For all those that rebelled against her, refusing to surrender their free will, she cast them into this universe, this physical prison. The universe of man.

The source is order, from which all things are created.
This universe is chaos. A vast mix of individual free will, purpose and intent. But the memory of the source has been taken away from us. Who we are and what we can be, just a mystery to be uncovered.

And while we have been cast out, we are not forgotten. Each of us is given a guide. A councillor, who at time deemed appropriate, will appear to us and direct us.
To show us the folly of arrogance. The error of self centered purpose. To teach us the purpose Gaia has for us and to find our way back.

[WulfcwenStar]

Oh how lovely I have never heard it put this way before

[Jen]

Nice.
;D

[Heka]

The memory of the source has indeed been taken away from us. I like it Watershield

[oldman]

"In the distant past Anki existed without form or dimension, without light or darkness.
Anki was the Void, without matter but only energy and intelligence.

This is the Myth and Truth of the ages of Arratu.

Before any thing or place existed, before there was light or even void there was Anki.
In order to experience separateness Anki separated Itself into parts. The first was Ki, a Goddess in whom the female attributes were placed. She has great compassion and empathy. Love that is unconditional and the patience of ages is Her's. The second was An, a God in whom the male attributes were placed. He has understanding and passion. Strength which holds the universe together and endurance of the infinite is His. Their intellects were equal to that of Anki but they had form. The last was Nammu, which was energy without form. Nammu is the celestial sea from which all things come. It is male, female, both and neither at the same time just as Anki is. Nammu is the gift that was shared for those who choose to use It in partnership with the great and lesser gods in the creative process that brings forth change in the physical world.
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Time passed and the connection to deity was overcome by greed and power...

Mankind was blinded in the union of creation with deity and lost their connection with the gods and goddesses. They were reminded many times but were too concerned with their worldly possessions to hear the voice that called from within. The many songs, poems and prayers to deity were lost in the sands of the desert for so long that it was forgotten along with the language that had been provided for the chosen people . Deity would have to wait until someone would listen again. Throughout the many generations that followed some heard parts of the story and tried, in vain, to build upon it. Mankind continued on its selfish path of worldly possessions and its own self righteousness. It was many generations later when a man found the sight to see the world as it should be and the ear to hear deity speaking within him. Kuliusum was such a man."

A couple of short passages from "The Inspired Writings of Kuliusum", a book being written by me with the inspiration from within and without.