King
Cain
The Story Of Pre-Calendar Christianity
By © Eso Anton Vendamenc, 2019
17 AN
ORGASM IS ALL SHE SANG
God
is said to be beyond explanation. Those who have met Him or have seen his realm
by way of a near death experience (nde) cannot describe him in any other way than
as a wordless ‘feeling’. Nde is told in terms of an experience both orgasmic
and cultural. All story tellers presume that the consciousness and culture of
the present is the last word on the phenomenon.
Yet
all presentations are long on the life story of the experiencer, but short on
the experience itself. Were it not for the anxiety about the end of
consciousness, and if one were to listen to enough of such stories, their
repetitiousness becomes no less maddeningly boring than pornography. Not
surprisingly some, become disappointed, before seeking sleep do murder.
No
one today attempts to connect the nde experience with the experience of birth,
with which nature so obviously joins it, and which past generations of humans
did not understand other. Yet the nde experience like the experience of an
orgasm that ejaculates a male’s seed and receives it in the female’s ovaries—by
which phenomenon death meets birth—finds only little if any awareness among the
story tellers of our times. If one is to ask ‘why not?’, the answer appears to
be that despite sermons on ‘unquestioned
love’ and ‘you have nothing to fear’,
the nde experience has been compromised by a conspiracy of academia and
government that aims to substitute life with death.
If
it could speak, could a whale describe the feeling it has when it breaches the
surface of the ocean? Perhaps it would call it an ‘unfathomable’ experience.
Yet for the dwellers on dry land, theres is nothing unfathomable or
exhilarating about it, because it is become permanent.
Many
of who come back from death (an event that often occurs on an operating table
in a city hospital) tell of having heard indescribably beautiful music. Whales,
too, may gather about a boat to hear a fiddle https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p0kWOAiZ4pg.
The
inability to describe the experience of transcendence (by either a whale or a
human) drives whales to breach the ocean, while humans go become artists and
artisans. Ineffability is why Globalist theologians claim God is a supernatural
being they alone can explain, and why they kill in order to leave us only with one
story of the ineffable. Inevitably, this led to claims that the stories of Mary
the Mother of Jesus and Coatlique the Mother of Huitzilopochtli (see Ch 3),
while similar, were not compatible. While the One deserves to be housed in a
candlelit cathedral, the Other is to be hunted as a witch who has given birth
to Satan.
It
is as if the whales, unable to turn the breach into flight, are forced to
return to the deeps with the message: “An orgasm is all she sings”.
And,
lo! when Magdalene stood by the cross and was looking up at Jesus, she waited
for him to die, and by the grace of death to spill his seed on her scarf, which
she had laid at the his feet to later put it between her legs.
Whether
Magdalene bore a child only she knows. The popes have sealed the mouths of the
faithful with chastity tapes and many coats of the glue of lies. We do not know
if St. Paul ever reached Occitania (in southern France), where he may have attempted
to have Madeline’s and Jesus’s issue killed. Lest the onanist effort at
resurrection is seen as a failure, the Vatican keeps the history of Jesus’s
disciples and his ‘family’ sealed in the catacombs of the Vatican.*
*There
is indirect evidence that the Cathars (chair makers) of Occitania were killed
and their name stolen by the globalizers (Grimm’s law makes Catholics read Catharics**).
The Cathar survivors then fled to Livonia in northeastern Europe and took
refuge in a city called Jersika (=Jerusalem), which kingdom was destroyed by
the Catholic bishop Albert in 1209. The town of Madliena (a colloquialism for
Magdalena) claims that the original church there was built around the bones of a
young woman. That woman may have been Magdalena.
18 A CROSS
THAT LOOKS LIKE A ‘Y’
When
the priests in the Holy city of Jerusalem (today known as Constantinople) felt
strong enough to unseat the king of the wood, they cut and cleared around the
city yet another swath of trees. This left their canons a clear field of fire
(no more was there a need to build Jerusalem on a mountain top). The enfilade of
cannon balls replaced general Sisyphus and his backward rolling stones.
Left
with but an oasis of palm trees, King and Saint Cain plotted ways of how to
recapture his city.
1. He could either have
the remainder of his woodsmen allies advance on the city behind a camouflage of
branches of palm fronds; or
2. He could try enter
the city riding a donkey and camouflaged as a merchant of betel leaves.
Cain
decided to try both options.
Unfortunately,
the priests of the city were not fooled when they saw the forest advance toward
the walls of Jerusalem. General Macbeth had himself a laugh when what should
have been chips of wood, when struck by links of chain fired from cannons,
turned flesh into shreds.
Neither
were the priests of Jerusalem fooled when the Holy man came peddling what they
called ‘a narcotic’. When the woodsmen (infiltrated into the city well before
the arrival of King Jesus) could not still their joy when seeing their master
they broke discipline and began to throw palm fronds in the path of Jesus’s donkey,
one of them, Judas, went to Herod (the name is a play on the name of Elohim) and told what was up.
The
Jod (executive governor) of the city immediately closed the city’s gates and issued
an order that whoever participated in the insurrection would be killed along
with his entire family. King Cain was arrested and sentenced to be hung from
Odin’s cross (for other details see Ch 21).
The
cross of Odin is constructed to look like a Y, which form derives from a Scandinavian rune, the Algiz. Like the
water board—a bench—the Algiz was an instrument of torture designed to
humiliate and spoil a man’s death (the breach) by forcing him to beg for his
life.
If
the water board forced a man to drown whenever he inhaled (the towel placed
over his face was so saturated with water that instead of inhaling air, he was
forced to breathe in water), the cross of Odin forced a man to beg by even more
perverse means:
When
hung to the cross, the man was forced to hold himself upright by loops that
were placed at the top of each arm of the Y split. A noose was then placed
around the man’s neck and a heavy stone was tied to his feet. When the man’s
hands and arms tired from holding him up, he either had to beg and confess to
whatever he was told to cofess, or he would have to release his grip. He would
then fall and hang himself.
When
Jesus was hung on the Y, the men who had raised him, knelt before him and mocked
him, saying, “Hail, King of the Ludds!.... If you are the Son of God, come down
from the cross.” (Matthew 27:30-44; the word ‘Jews’ has been replaced by the author
with ‘Ludds’; see Ch 8 for more detail on the origin of the word.)
Jesus
answered them, "Destroy this temple, and I will raise it again in three
days." (John 2:19)
“Three
days” has become a thousand years, and the temple (conscious Being incarnate in
flesh) has not yet been restored. To which one may reply with a question: But
what is a thousand years in a universe that knows no time? Is it, too, but the
world of letters and a rabbit thrown into the face of the moon?
