The Wave

The Savage Land

                His name was Freiderich. His skin was bronze and his hair was golden,
      but his eye were blue like the waters at the world's end. Freiderich took the three
      sister's as wives. They had not known a man and their honey was thick with blood.
      Sarah was the oldest and cut Freiderich in a fit of passion. "How is it a God bleeds?"
      she asked. "Even a God has blood." he answered and the claw mark healed before
      Sarah could lick it. She clung to him tightly in exultation.

                "Will you take our tribe?" Rebbecca asked and showed the brand of
      Ethron on her thigh. Her black thigh glistened under the hot sun. "Tell me,
      who do you worship?" Freiderich continued as he ran his hand through Sarah's
      black hair. "The God of Isaac and Abraham and Joshua and Mosses." Sylvia
      answered proudly and stood up pointing to the East; "We are Ethiopian."
      "Good. I am a messenger from Heaven. I come to give you peace." his voice
      thundered; "I will take you to my chariot."

              At the edge of the desert there was a strange round smooth rock.
      It look like it had dropped from the sky and was embedded in the sand.
      Freiderick raised the spear in his right hand and a door opened in the stone.
      "Come. We will travel in this; my chariot." he commanded. He was their husband
      and God. They could not deny him anything. Inside were many lights and places
      to sit. "It is grander than the great tent of Zefron." Sarah exclaimed. Freiderich
      looked at her and smiled, then he ordered they all strap themselves into their
      chairs. "There has been a war in Heaven. I will put a stop to war." he said quietly.
      The room shook. Rebbecca pointed to the front where Freiderich sat a window
      appeared. They could see they were flying.

                "Where are you going?" Sylvia asked trembling.

                "To Rome, to speak with the Messiah." his answer chilled the three sisters.

      The ship spoke to him:

                      >Logos>Nous-Demiurgos>Anthropos<

      They could see the world become a ball of blue oceans. The moon came closer.
      Sarah, Rebbecca and Sylvia held hands and prayed to Yahweh.

      "I confess before You, God, my God and God of my fathers,
      that my life is in your hands.
      It is you that will spare my life.
      It is you that will take my life.
      It is you, who can forgive my sins.
      Let me live in righteousness in the garden of Eden."

      Freiderich smiled as he turned his chariot to land on the Moon in the lunar Vatican.

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