Friday, May 20, 2011

Petulant Plaything of the Child called Yahwe

Petulant Plaything of the Child called Yahwe

In the beginning of time, before the advent of man, an angel named Yahwe sat in his realm with his head in his hands.  He was bored and tired of being alone.  He had no one to talk to and no one to play with.  There wasn’t a soul around to cheer him up when he was angry or to comfort him when he was sad. What was the point in being so powerful that you couldn’t put it to good use? Yes, he was still young and yes, he was young enough to still be considered a child, but he was wise beyond his years.  This is what his Master had instilled in him.  He needed a messenger, no more than that,  he needed a playmate, maybe even a confidante. That was why he decided that he needed a companion, an Apprentice to carry on the tradition that had begun so long ago.

An Apprentice who would be his right hand whenever needed; someone that he could trust with all his secrets and thoughts.  His own Master, a much older and wiser angel, had created him and made him his Apprentice.  He had taught Yahwe everything for he knew that his time would end and he would have to pass them on.  And, as much as Yahwe didn’t want to think about it, he too would have to hand over his powers.  At that time, his Apprentice would become the Master and a new Apprentice would be required.

And so Yahwe crafted his Apprentice in his likeness.  And, as his Master had done before him, he would give him a name. He had decided on Abaddon. This way, when the time came, Abaddon would follow in his footsteps, leaving Yahwe to become just another star in the vast, dark sky, just as his Master had done. 

Yahwe had given much thought to his Apprentice’s name, even though it meant ruin and destruction.  He believed that Abaddon would be the exact opposite. He would be a shining hope for the future. Yahwe had hoped to instill that positive light inside Abaddon’s being, an example for the rest to follow.  At least he could hope this to be true.  

Now Abaddon was a willing and eager to learn, but he was bored. Many times he would create a diversion just to get Yahwe’s attention.  When Yahwe would contribute a little star, Abaddon would counter with a cluster of stars.  When Yahwe would produce a lovely meteor shower, Abaddon would counter with a shooting star.

At first, though, he thought it fun and the two would go at it, trying to outdo each other.  Yahwe would make a planet here and Abaddon would throw out a galaxy there.  A volcano here and an earthquake there.   It became a fantastic game and a battle of wits to see which one would think of something first and how fast they could make it happen. The competition went on for a long while, just long enough to create the entire universe.  

Now it was the planet that they named Earth that needed some work.  There was land, water and air that needed tending with animals and people to populate it.   But it seemed that every time Yahwe wanted to create something meaningful, Abaddon always stepped up and threw in his diversions. 

When Yahwe sculpted the first man and woman in his own likeness, Abaddon laughed and threw in an apple tree, just to upset things.   When Yahwe made it rain, Abaddon caused a flood so huge that an ark was made to rescue all the animals 

Yahwe now became deeply worried as he watched Abaddon become more and more uncontrollable, both in his thoughts and his actions.  Somehow, without realizing it, he had named him perfectly.  Now he must put a stop to it, before Abaddon powers grew too intolerable. He had no idea of how he was going to accomplish t his. 

At first, he tried to talk with his young Apprentice, but it was to no avail.  Abaddon kept his diversions coming.  Every time Yahwe would create something magnificent, Abaddon would find some way to butt in, leaving Yahwe angry and frustrated. 

And it didn’t help when Abaddon declared himself Yahwe’s equal and broke from his teachings, against all of Yahwe’s good and sound, sensible sensible advice. He took the bottom half of the Earth as his domain, leaving the top half for Yahwe’s kingdom.  

And so this was the beginning of Heaven and Hell.

As a result, the tradition of one Master and one Apprentice to be trained for the good of all had been broken.  Now Yahwe and Abaddon are considered equals and continue to be rivals to this day.  Yahwe continues to create masterpieces while Abaddon finds ways to destroy them.


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