Authors: Kerry Barger

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BOOK: Elohim III: The Return

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Elohim asks Baalthazar if he has any last words before his execution is carried out. Baalthazar says, "You have saved me the trouble of ridding this planet of mankind by bringing your dragons here. They will do it for me."

"All those you have deceived into following you, including all those who died today and all those who died at your hands will I bring back. But I will never bring you back, and the spirit within you will this day be sealed forever in a bottomless pit," says Elohim.

"Muzzle him, and bring the golden sarcophagus!" says Immanuel.

Michael places an iron mask on Baalthazar's face that prevents him from speaking. Then a tungsten sarcophagus lined with gold is brought into the throne room. Baalthazar struggles when he see it, but he is overcome and forced inside. Then the coffin is welded shut and sealed with tungsten clamps. His muffled screams are heard coming from inside it.

"Take us to the volcano where the beast out of the earth and the false prophet were thrown!" says Elohim.

Of all the elements,
tungsten
has the highest melting point at 3,422°C (6,192°F). Liquid
lava
and the
magma
within volcanos only reaches temperatures as hot as 1300°C (2400°F). The tungsten sarcophagus lined with gold will soon sink to toward the center of the earth. Yet it will continue to remain intact within the heart of the volcano, while carrying Baalthazar's smouldering body inside. None of his DNA will ever be recoverable or escape into the atmosphere.

All of the Anunna and Igigi ships meet at Mount Aetna to witness the execution. When the New Jerusalem arrives, it takes a position above the volcano. The sarcophagus is unceremoniously dropped into the center, where it begins to sink into the volcano's magma chamber. Some imagine they can still hear Baalthazar screaming, as the unholy box descends below the surface of the melted, boiling cauldron. There is no celebration; neither is there any pity for humanity's ancient, evil foe.

The New Jerusalem, now visible for all to see, returns to the Mount of Olives for its descent. Immanuel exits the ship to greet the crowds gathered before him. He sees his old friend named John from an earlier time, greets him with an embrace, and tells him, "It is done."

Immanuel's twelve disciples and the 144,000 aboard the ship erupt in joyful praise and celebrations of victory. Elohim also exits the ship. They all begin marching toward the Temple Mount to show Elohim his new home, which has finally been completed and made ready for his arrival. Earth has been renewed, and just like Eris after the collapse of its atmosphere, it is hardly recognizable as the same planet. The arrival of Elohim is heralded as the greatest event since the return of Immanuel, a thousand years earlier.

Later that evening Immanuel joins his wife, Sarpanit, who is pregnant with their first child. She begins to rub her tummy and says, "When I heard the dragons calling today, I felt a stirring in my womb, as did many of the pregnant nurses."

Three and a half years later, rumors in and around Jerusalem begin circulating that the children who were in the womb during Elohim's arrival have begun telling fantastic stories of living during a time when dragons roamed the earth. Immanuel's first child also begins talking and telling similar tales, saying that there were too many people and they were always fighting each other and training dragons to attack and kill people. The child tells his father that his name was Orek (which means
forever
in Hebrew) and that he lived high in the mountains. The tales seem altogether too fantastic to be dismissed as the overactive imaginings of a young child. Immanuel is curious enough to consult with Tetu, Elohim, and the Ancient of Days.

"Why it is so, we can hardly know," says the Ancient of Days. "But the prophecy of the return of the Old Ones came to us from those we considered to be holy seers and prophets of the Creator of All."

"It must have been the calls of the dragons!" says Tetu. "The Old Ones are returning."

"Open all the books, Immanuel!" says Elohim. "It is time to release the dragons upon the earth. We will plant the seeds of the trees of Life wherever they go. All of mankind will know what we have done, before they arrive on their doorsteps. Those who have eaten of the Manna tree will be changed by their calls, and they will thirst for the water of life. We shall give it to them freely. Those who refuse to eat from the Tree of Life will fear the dragons and be devoured by them. Let those who fear dragons more than they fear us die in their foolish pride."

The last holdouts of mortal men retreat to Sicily below the summit of Mount Aetna. The dragons, which have been steadily increasing in their numbers, continue to avoid the area because of the smoke coming from the volcano, frequent ash columns, and the spewing of lava from occasional eruptions. On one fateful day, a massive eruption takes place destroying all of those who had taken refuge there, and the last of all mortal men takes his last breath. During the most powerful of these volcanic explosions, a tungsten coffin is launched from the heart of the mountain. When it lands on the rocks below, it cracks open just enough to allow the steaming, pressurized gas inside to escape. An evil, foul-smelling vapor spews from its long-shielded chamber of isolation, and some of the escaping molecules begin to oscillate vigorously, upon contact with cooler air.

At the very same moment, on the first Europa colony, Abgal's youngest toddler abruptly drops the toy spaceship he has been playing with and crawls over to his mother, who has been playing a soft lullaby for her youngster on an electronic keyboard. The young Grey raises himself to his wobbly feet by grasping her knees and interrupts her playing. He begins to bang out a series of notes with his tiny fist. The sounds cause Abgal to stop what he is doing in the next room and look up. The series of notes are not random. They are all too familiar, but the last time he heard them was when he was transporting Baalthazar and his Anunna rebels from Eris to Earth, following their exile. It is a solemn, woeful dirge that Baalthazar played for the crew each night before retiring. He rushes into the next room. The young Grey stops banging on the keyboard, looks up at his father and says,
"Time to dream bigger, Commander!"

Epilogue

We now know that at the heart of every galaxy, there exists at least one black hole. Within each black hole lies a singularity. The Anunna have long theorized that if one were to enter into such a vortex time would slow down, then completely stop where the singularity exists. If one were to then continue onward and exit out the other side, time would begin again. But it would open into a universe where time is running in reverse. When the black hole in its center eventually devours our galaxy, we will pass through it and find ourselves in a parallel world, where time moves in reverse. We won't be aware of the reversal, because throughout our existence on the other side, time will be moving in a seemingly natural flow.

At some point, you will look down at the book you have just read and see the words, "Time is immutable. It cannot be altered. Time travel is space travel, for time and space are one and the same." You may then realize that you have read these words before and begin to reflect on the choices you made that allowed you to travel through time. What a wondrous life it will have been getting to know Elohim and Immanuel throughout eternity. Perhaps at that point you will begin to reverse course, return to the singularity at the center of our galaxy and experience it all again. Perhaps you won't. Perhaps you will become a child of wonder again and allow nature to divide your identity again and again, back to the beginning of all things, when the Creator of All breathed life into our universe.

Whether or not you make such a journey through time may well depend on what you decide to do before the end of your life or when Immanuel returns to Earth, whichever comes first. I hope you make the decision to join Him. If so, perhaps we will meet each other in a few days hence, assemble together at his nail-scarred feet, meet him face-to-face, and worship Elohim forever.

Come on... it will be fun! We'll have a blast! When the final curtain falls, at the end of our hour of strutting and fretting on this stage we call Planet Earth, will you be one of those who believed the naysayers that told you there are no such things? Believe me when I tell you,
"There be dragons!"

"
Fly Me to the Moon
"

--written by Bart Howard

Fly me to the moon

And let me play among the stars

Let me see what spring is like

On Jupiter and Mars

In other words, hold my hand

In other words, baby, kiss me

Fill my heart with song

and let me sing forever more

You are all I long for

All I worship and adore