The Silent Apostle II

The page read: The Sword Hilt Manuscript ‘The God killing sword or the ‘tartarus inferni’ (Hellfire Sword), the haft or hilt is constructed from skin and bone and encased in a shroud of gold. The length of which will extend one arm’s length plus one hand span of the intended user. The weight of which, is counterbalanced with a marble or glass pommel, the weight may shift from user to user. The blade will have been folded six times and overlapped seven times, the quillon will be attached and annealed. The thigh bone of the ‘one’ is the omnipotent source of power and thus carved into the haft of the Hellfire and shall be encased in gold and silver. The ‘ tartarus inferni’ once constructed was rumoured to have been placed in the fires of eternity to enhance it with hidden properties, its hardness and strength can only be matched with construction methods that only the sciences and techniques of the future will detect. The Haft is of hollow construction, and within it is lined with glass, it once contained a single page of hidden esoteric knowledge hidden in a crystal phial, placed in the void by physical intervention. Then the pommel is turned twelve times in anti clockwise direction to the lock position and further annealed. The quillon is made of the purest of gold and cross plated with diamond studs of six. The seamless work will be quenched in the blood of the ox and offered to the ‘worthy’ of the human society.’ End of text. Signed the Cipher. “Well if that is not modern day apocrypha then I have no idea what the hell will be, hey listen to this Darlene, this really has some heavy duty esoterical meanings”. Darlene gazed on with a slight bewildered look upon her face. Then challenged his comments. “Kemp, ‘apocrypha’ in what context do you mean, secret religious meanings, writings and all that other stuff that never actually made it into the humble bible, that kind of apocrypha, now that will be interesting?’ She tilted her head then finished drinking her beverage whilst staring at the Investigator. Hastings shuffled his feet as he read further through the book and began wandering about his flat like a motivated biblical professor, an unconscious habit that he did at times like this. Frequently he would stop reading the text and look back at Darlene as if he was searching for clarity or deep“Is there any other kind, well in this context anyway, I mean this is the 21st century, after all, and we have all seen the X-files on the television. For me, well I still have an inclination of perhaps a pre-human existence on our little planet, or at least an ancient alien relationship that maybe has died away out of existence through time, if you want to get bi-polar regarding academics and fact. So, what I think is that we have here is a ‘metaphor’ of power and control, because I do happen to know that apocrypha in the Greek language as an example, basically means, ‘those hidden away, and that must mean people or a life form. You know if we say - those cups are hidden away – that would not make exact sense, but from an academic standing would you agree life form – defined in this case by the word - those- or let us just suppose for one moment that we are actually talking extra-terrestrial life, and that’s where I become very, very uneasy and uncomfortable.” Darlene was nodding her head and had been slowly tapping the side of the porcelain mug, using the gold ring as a percussion tool in time with the music in the background. She shifted her position and pulled her legs up under her buttocks then leaned over the back of the soft sofa and followed Hastings around the room with her eyes as he narrated verbatim from the informative book. “Again all dubious wording and could be utter garbage in all their content, but I also understand that Judaism as a further example of apocrypha, and that could be the ultimate message that is captured within the dead sea scrolls. But! the problem here is word of mouth, or chinese whispers as the message through the passage of time has been added with arms and legs and stories of simple ancient warring skirmishes became great unprecedented wartime events, and all due to poetic verbal licence. So what do I have?” Asking himself a question. “Not a damn lot, I can only imagine that something more corroborative will pop up?”. He turned and smiled as he watched his house guest drape herself over the back of his soft Mexican sofa. “Okay Mister Hastings, your secret codes, all this secret information passed through time, are you saying that the bible is just a big code book? Or are you saying that only specific portions of the apocrypha or some detailed esoteric literature was recorded in the bible and that there is actually another copy of the holy – ego copy of the bible, a book packed with hidden knowledge. Because, if that is the case, then, you should not dismiss the complete Gnostic gospels of the Saints or the Nag Hammadi scrolls either, as they are also littered with your Apostle’s verbal outpourings and maybe even riddled with fable type conjecture and yet, Kemp, one point six billion Catholics globally hinge their beliefs upon these ideals and more so upon these very documents. So the esoteric and the apocryphic messages could be ‘the real’ message from God, purely because the way they have not only survived, but evolved through the centuries, and have made their way into modern day existence, and that process in itself is very secret, or was controlled with acute precision by a higher Order.”. Hastings was nodding his head again, and rubbed the pages with his left hand. “Doctor Gammay I totally agree, so here is the million dollar question? How many damned aliens are amongst us today, or let us be even clearer – how many Angels of Death or Angels of Mercy co-exist within the complex fabric of our mixed society? All scarey stuff. But, let me change the subject just for one second, listen to the radio right now, can you hear that Boney M record?” Hastings pointed to his IPAD that was playing softly in the background, the sound track of early 80s’ and 90s ‘ music was quietly humming away as the couple conversed. Darlene was still tapping away on her mug with her ring to the very tune. “Well you will just love this bit, now think out of the box and think about ‘ancient psalms’ – what if I said – that Psalm 137 was behind the very message that this record alludes to, sounds quite silly unless you actually know or understand history and of course my dear Doctor you do.” He said pointing his index finger straight at his colleague. “By the rivers of Babylon, we sat and wept, blah, blah, blah. I am sure you have heard it a zillion times, but what does it actually refer to, not just the psalm itself but the psalm number 137 itself.