136: And so, herein do I now conclude this collection, and I shall do so with a short epic to serve as an epilogue. But before I present it, I feel it is necessary to touch on one or two things of a slightly lesser; but still important nature.
Firstly, is on the style of my poetry which has been presented throughout the collection; I have received a few comments from the relatively slim number of readers to this work, that my poetry is more of prose than of verse. And indeed, this is the case; I have shown within a form of poetry that yes, is not verse but prose styled as verse. Along with, it retains no real meter either. But I have written it according to one rule which makes it more "poetic" in a sense; it must have the same nature as poetry, such as a flowing rhythm - as well as a condensed and almost emphasized nature to it.
And secondly, is onto why I've written this. Considering that the majority of free publications today are of fiction, and fiction with a quality below average of most; why then do I write in a genre that is ignored by all but a scant few? It is merely for one sole reason, to attract the few who read it, as well as to detail what my currently philosophy is.
With that said, I touch on the third and final thing of detailing; my philosophy. It can expected that what you hear of me now, will change at least in part with any future works I may write. Which is why I must say here and now, that if I have changed in the future; tread then on my younger musings more lightly to what I would then stand in that present.
Now, I have said what I thought needed to be said; and I shall now let the epilogue written act as it's own final word.
137: The Fall of Bagava: An Epilogue in Versed Prose
In the days before time,
When the cosmos lie blank and empty,
In where the dust flew amongst the
Chaos, the state of all was nothing.
In this, there sat the All-Being;
For whom was named Bagava.
And He stood on His mantle
Atop the mighty pillars of heaven,
Seeking down upon the nothing -
And awhile in His meditating,
He spoke unto the cosmos
"Before my eyes and my presence,
And with the might of my hands;
I engrave my mark upon this
Eternal plane of endless nothing."
And so, in the moment thenceforth;
Creation began anew and existence
Has it's beginning once more.
His power and might, and wisdom and sight;
The expunging of creation spanned
Out into the chaos of nothing.
Amongst it were the stars and
Rocks, planets and galaxies;
And upon the few rocks in orbit of stars,
The cursed creation of Bagava was birthed;
That being of life, the horrid and
Grim state of living life.
With His creation bloomed and birthed,
He alone with His hands
Divided the realm of existence with
His realm of divinity.
In His realm lied the endless joys in all;
But for the realm thus created,
All sat therein was a pain most cruel
And disdained in itself; beyond everything
Created within and without.
Upon these barren lands,
Scattered now with rocks and light;
And divided therein from the heavens;
Life began on a rock for which
Was named by Him as Earth.
On this land was Man, the creation of
Bagava which He regretted most.
His creation of man was most
Foul, foulest upon all others for which
He created on the rock.
He knew of man's cruelty and man's
Wrath and smite, but could do
Nothing even in the reign of His
Powers to change what was set
In the laws of time.
Life grew on the rock,
And man sprouted throughout
Like a dandelion in the wind;
Spreading to hither and thither
On the rock known as Earth.
They came from its land called
Africa, and seeded and spread
Into the northern lands and
Southern lands. To the
Western lands and Eastern lands;
In so that wherever there sat
Land free from water - man was there.
But soon, as His creation blossomed,
The Lord Bagava whilst sitting in
His mighty palace upon the pillars
Of heaven, seen and saw the trouble
Thus made, and said into the halls,
"No longer can I rule over this land
By my will alone, for even my creatures
Of sorrow and folly need rulers
Of many, I shall now command
That this land; covered with
Deeds of wrong - shall be ruled
By my divine servants."
And so, out of the dust in heaven,
He made and formed 5 angels;
And their names were Pala,
Wanal, Earch, Banam and the
Mightiest of all: Kalaja.
Pala ruled over the men of the West,
Wanal ruled over the men of the East,
Earch rules over the men of the North,
And Banam ruled over the men of the
South. And in commanding them all
Was the beautiful and strong Kalaja.
A score of centuries past, and man
Now governed the world;
With this, came the birth of belief.
The men who settled on the river
Known as Firat were those who
First prayed to the Lord.
But He was unpleased; as
Bagava was not being prayed as
He should be. So therein,
Whilst fuming with wrath;
He said to Kalaja;
"Tell of my servants that those
Who pray me wrongly must be
Smote upon, they may not
Worship others; but they
Worship me in a manner most foul.
They say I am vengeful, but I am not;
They say I am jealous, but I am not;
They say I am hating, but I am not;
All of these they say I Am; but
None speak of truths.
So tell to those rulers of men
That if I shall be prayer upon;
I shall be prayed right."
And so, Kalaja descended from
The heavens, and came unto
Wanal, ruler of the east.
And he said onto her
"Our lord is displeased
And in pain, he has heard of
The prayers of man, and they pray
Onto him wrongly, saying he is evil
When he is good; so please,
Tell to them how our Lord is,
And thereafter, they shall know
Who the Lord is."
And Wanal then said to
The priest of El; for whom
Was the name of their god
"See of our Lord as good and
Holy, he is far from evil as
You and your followers say."
And the priest frowned and waved,
Proclaimed to her "You are a
Demon from the underlands!
Be gone O wicked angel!
We have seen who God is! And
We know of those who deceive
And lie and deceit; And you
Are amongst their ranks."
Wanal, in her terror and fright;
Now was known and seen as evil;
And in the darkness of night,
Was taken from the earthly plane.
The Lord Bagava was angered;
And said unto Kalaja,
"I have been faultered and
Twisted upon man's image!
I have set forth them into the world;
But all I now hear is profanity of
Prayers and worship!
Lo! How I respite in this days!"
As Bavaga sought for his head angel Kalaja,
He saw him looking upon the Earth's
Graven image, and man bowing and
Praying to their God Bal.
"I see of them in anger,
And I see of them in fright;
They have come to loathe you my Lord,
And I am seeing faults amongst you."
So spoke Kalaja dampened in voice.
And the Lord Bagava spoke unto him
"My royal servant and head of men,
Why do you listen to your yoke?
You have been chosen as their master
And not as your teacher; they are
To serve me under you."
And Kalaja said in reply
"But I see of their prayers,
And find truths and facts
On you; for which you repute and
Restrain. You are evil, you have
Birthed man; man most foul
And horrid; but in their horror and sorrow;
They have seen the truth of the Lord -
They have seen your wickedness,
Your nature for lies and wrath;
For which is why Wanal, angel of the East;
Died by the hands of mortal men.
You are no god Lord Bagava;
You are the demon of all."
Bagava, who now stood from his throne,
Shook with fear and terror upon the
Words of his angel Kalaja. And to them
Said mightily and fiercely
"You have now betrayed me as they
Betrayed me also, this has
Shown surely of man's image as
The ultimate evil, an evil of all.
You have now sided with man,
But you shall not be welcome
In my palace for as long as
Their image of I, your Lord
And Lord of All and Everything
Stays nailed in your mind.
Depart now from here and return
When you have cleansed your mind
Of man's sins, when so; I shall be ready."
And so Kalaja wandered the lands
Of man for 40 years and 100 more.
He saw empires rise and empires fall,
The death of kings and birth of kings;
The rites of faith expanded and corrupted
To wherein once it was truth, now was gone.
All now said of the Lord as kind and loving;
But wrathful and jealous of those who believed
Otherwise to gods not of Him.
And the belief of this, as crude and foul as
It was, spread to the north and west and east
And south, going hither and thither to whither
It so chose. For in a land of might;
Soon all in their kingdoms and empires
Thought of the Lord as this, and it
Brought upon to Kalaja great hatred
And fear. Hatred upon the blind and fear
Upon the innocent.
He knew that for those who
Knew not the now revealed nature of
The Lord, that if not told of this truth;
Their minds would forever wander in
The darkness, wandering like a blind
Man in the storm of ash.
He knew that they would deny this,
He knew that they would refute everything
Based upon their God being evil and not
Kind and loving, and that they would at
All costs, use this blindness as a means
Of control. To control all under this mindset
Would be the final end of men, And see their
Folly and sorrow turned into bloodshed.
And upon the end of his banishment;
The sights and horrors over faith
Had scarred him to the level of man.
And so, in his fright; he came to
The now weakened Pala; once
The master of the west.
And he said to him justly
"You have seen mans horror,
And the Lord's rejecting of his angels;
Now you must go to the eastern lands
And proclaim what is good and right.
Proclaim a God well and good,
Honest and fair yet mighty and strong.
Proclaim to those people these things
For if even one part of man's existence
Is good and just, the Earth shall sigh
Of peace and calm, go now with my blessing."
So said Kalaja, and Pala went to
The eastern lands, once ruled over by
Wanal in her prime, and Pala
Made over of the hymns for which
Are now said of as holy and sacred.
And peace lasted in those lands
For 3 thousand centuries after that.
But in this event and occurrence,
Kalaja's might was tarnished and he
Was sent from the earthly plane into
Heaven, unto the feet of Bagava's throne.
And He said to Kalaja at his act
"How dare thee! You have deception!
Traitor! Maker of lies! Rebel of angels!
You have made man fall from his state of
Bloodshed and into peace! I said this not!
I said for man to fight! Even if, although
Not seen; I have regretted it."
And Kalaja then said "So be it,
But we shall not leave here alive,
Our time has come once more and
The battle must renew itself."
With his staff for which, sat atop it
An orb of heavenly nature,
He stood high above him like a cedar and
Said with thunder "None shall live here,
This realm will pool with the blood of you;
I shall not defeat myself once more."
So they fought their battle,
And for two and sixty days the Earth
Was arisen with storm and thunder;
And wind and hurricane battered
Their shorelines; all of man was stricken
With terror and fright, knowing not
Of the battle being fought in heaven.
When the battle ceased it's fighting
On the third and sixtieth day;
Bagava was in scars and Kalaja
Wounded beyond the limit of earthly
Creatures. And Kalaja with a booming
Voice said unto the Lord Bagava
"We have fought in this plane for
days and weeks, you have shown
Your strength as have I;
But you sit there now basted in
Blood and weary as a man of old."
He paused for but a moment,
And then succeeded in saying
"Now, lay down your weapons
And confess to I and to man your
Failure, your failure of godly rule
And of divine command; confess
And you shalt be granted pardon."
Bagava, weary and ached of pain;
Stood upon a stand and spoke to him
"I shall never give over my plane of man
To you or to any, whether they be
Angel or demon or man or creature,
None shall rule in this palace but
I and I alone, I was He who birthed
The land, and I shall be He who
Ends the misery of existence, no other
Will enact such a pleasure of divinity."
With His words spoken, Bagava once more
Cast out Kalaja from his palace in
Heaven, and said as he fell to Earth
"We shall fight once more, and the
Path we trod will be walked on
To its end of destiny."
And as His voice echoed on;
Kalaja fell into a vast ocean and
Swam northwards to the coast.
He landed upon a land nested near
To where he was before his departure;
And he saw before him a grand temple,
More grand than anything ever seen.
This temple was for that of Pala;
For whom was now called Bramh
By those who resided in the area.
And he was their ruler,
Both in divine and in earthly;
He spoke to them of matters
In relation to the inner self
Contrasting to the outer.
And built upon these lands
One of peace and harmony;
None in that land who heard him
Wisdom fought or clashed even in tongue;
They lived by the virtue of never harming.
And his wisdom was told by word,
By people see named Sages,
They told of his hymns and sayings,
His parables and fables;
They were spoken and adapted far and
Wide, as north as the barbarian lands
Of snow, and as south as the great
Sea that divided the island nations.
Whilst his wisdom was changed and
Formed each to their own;
One value was unchanged and untouched -
That of upholding peace above all
And the end of misery for man.
He came from his temple adored
With a robe of linen and cotton;
And he saw the figure of Kalaja
Resting upon a fig tree;
Seeing him, he said out to him
"You have returned from your fight!
But I see your injuries from the Lord;
Did he hurt you much?"
"Quite so, and our fight has not yet
Concluded by dear Pala;
Merely subsided and paused
Until my ascent back unto him.
The wheel my dear is spinning
Again as it did in the last,
Our fate and destiny
Is now nearing the end of
That path of fate;
And once more will our world
Be dead of divinity and heaven."
Pala stared at Kalaja with
A face of terror and said unto him
"I have long feared of this,
And wished upon the wheel's end
Of spinning outside of time.
But as much as I have prayed
And hoped and asked;
So it seems the cycle shall
Go forward as it has for eternity past.
I now say and ask for one thing only,
In that man sees his folly and forgives
Itself for the past of now,
And while I may know this is not a
Definince, I shall hope for it regardless.
May your strength be great
In the day of battle!
And may our future be bright and
Mighty as you shall be in destiny's wake."
So were the words of Pala,
As he spoke upon the steps of
His temple in the land of Bramh.
And for nine and ninety days forthwith;
He resided with Pala in his holy temple;
Conversing and learning of what he taught,
And, impressed with his wisdom and
Teachings of earnest nature,
He proclaimed to those who sat near him
"This belief, belief of peace and goodness;
It shall be the faith that guides man
Rightly, it shall be its salvation for all
Who hear and perform it. But know this,
The belief must be kept do, regardless
Of which kind you follow;
It must be upheld and followed
To prevent its corruption.
For if corrupted and defiled;
Man shall sink only into barbary like
The men of the north who kill and slaughter all.
Do this, and for man's time on this rock;
It shall be an Age of Peace and Virtue."
With his speech concluded,
He left the domain of Pala and
Upon strolling by the sacred river
Which flowed around the temple;
A beam cast down from the sky
And shined onto Kalaja,
With a booming voice rumbling with
Its presence, saying to him
"Our time has come, and fate
Has played the event again,
Come unto me O Kalaja;
Our battle will now be ended."
And he was taken from the Earth
Up into the palace of Bagava in heaven;
With his presence being taken
Directly before Him.
And with his sword in hand
And battered face before his own;
He spoke to Kalaja
"Your time of serving is now
Ended, and we are to follow as
The wheel spins; man will be ruled by
I after this day; and chaos will be
Atoned upon them, they will be my
Yoke of restless suffering.
Prepare now, in your state of
Restrain and fear; the death of
Your body and self!"
With so, the battle commenced once
More, and it continued for
Ninety and nine hundred days
And ten more; as the earth shook
And trembled, rain and storm,
Fire and wind, hail and hurricane;
All battered the earthly plane
And of man, who sheltered in caves
And huts and temples.
In so that they may avoid what
Terrors rumbled outside their domains.
But in the palace of heaven,
The Lord Bagava and Kalaja
Clashed sword against sword and
Staff against staff.
They fought until the whole of
Heaven lied in ruins
And when the walls around thus
Were but piles of rubble.
Weakened and weary
And on the verge of death;
Bagava said unto Kalaja
"Your time has closed and I
Am the victor of this battle. For all
Of time thenceforth from this day,
I alone will rule the cosmos as I
Did in the days before your creation.'
But even in his wounded state,
Kalaja said with his lightened voice
"You shall rule not these lands
Any longer, and nor shall I rule these lands,
From this day on and until the end of this
Cycle; Earth will be without a god to rule man."
And with his own arm,
Now transformed into a
Pike sharper than the sharpest blade,
He pierced through the body of Him;
And Bagava in that moment screamed.
And His scream resounded through
The palace and into Earth.
Deafening all creatures, man and all;
And the waters stopped and the trees
Shook with the planet; all and everything
Was moved and in terror of the sound.
And upon the end of His scream,
He fell to the ground and turned
Into dust as His divine essence leaked
From him into the cosmos.
Kalaja, now nearing his final end;
Descended once more from the palace
Back to where he was last.
And as he stumbled and crawled
Towards Pala, he said unto him
"Kalaja! Do not sit! I shall come
To you and assist!"
And Kalaja then breathed a deep
Breath and said to him in reply
"I need no assistance dear Pala, those
Who near the closing of life need none.
I have killed God, I have set forth into
His heart the blade of eternal death;
And now for my duty and act
Of utmost murder; death
Is what fate has delivered.
Man will now live of his own
And in unwillful ignorance of
God's death; knowing not
That its prayers and blessings
Will never be received or
Given. Man now lies as the sole
Being of worshipers.
And forevermore shall they be
In this manner of ignorance."
He coughed for a moment
Violently and loudly, and it was heard
Throughout the town and temple.
Then he continued with saying
"Now, hear me and listen closely;
Corrupt not your faith and belief to
Conform with those of ill faith.
For those who slaughter and kill
And install blindness and divine
Slavery to all; just in the name of
Their god. Seek neither them nor
Accept them; shun them and fear them.
Remove of them until their presence is
No more in this land or any land.
But do not kill, for to kill would be to
Go unto their ways of evil and wickedness;
They will say that their way is the only truth,
And that their prophets and men who claimed
To be the children of God or final prophet of God;
But they lie a lie that even the savage barbarian
Would scorn. And so, claim not of your ways
As the truth and only truth, but as merely
A truth, a truth for now and for the present time;
But not of all time, in this; it can be
Said of in a future time as the truth or not.
And ensure the truth of their God,
For while they say with passion
Is a God of love and mercy;
Is but a God of blood and sacrifice.
They atone a god who drinks of blood
Alike the man who drinks too much wine.
And for their "cleansing", the killing
Of entire tribes is needed.
But as the wise know, this is never needed.
Now go, go and spread your word;
Do not force whoever you meet into it,
Merely tell of it and explain the wisdom
Of our sacred and blessed brother Pala."
And so, Kalaja breathed his last,
Dying on the banks of that sacred river;
And he was buried in a tomb
For which stood a stone inscribed
"Here lies Kalaja, once Servant of the Lord
And eventual defeater of His tyranny.
May there forevermore be none who
Rule the cosmos and may this plane
Be ruled by the power of Man."
In the centuries following this,
The foreseen evil arose and
Atook the world in corruption and
May there be a time in future days
For when these harbingers of horror
Are no more, and in their fall the rise
Of the Age of Peace and Virtue.
Man is now ignorant of God's
Death, his eternal sleep amongst
The dust of what lies out of Earth.
But man in their folly still
Bow and sacrifice unto God
Today, those who see his death;
Are but those who see the true
Nature of divinity.
And endlessly, until all of man
Sees His death, will kill and slaughter
Those who have not followed their ways.
The land of man is now the land of death,
And forevermore, shall the battle continue.
-Ryan Rider: December 14th, 2019