The Beginnings of Man -Part 4

God is credited with knowing everything before it happens, but it is clear from what God is said to have done He made a mistake.! And then with the help of the Archangels, He punishes the ‘fallen Watchers’.

If you haven’t read Part 1 -here it is The Beginnings of Man -Part 1 – Mine Quick Voice of Aquarius and part 2 is here The Beginnings of Man -Part 2 – Mine Quick Voice of Aquarius and part 3 is here The Beginnings of Man -Part 3 – Mine Quick Voice of Aquarius

Some will describe Adam’ fall from grace after eating the apple as a loss of innocence. Innocence as the dictionary defines it means someone who is not guilty of a crime. A person not having much experience of life and not knowing about the bad things that can happen. It can also describe someone who is righteous, who is free from fault, it can even be used to describe a simpleton or idiot. According to the OED the word innocence is occurring only 7 times in modern written English, or to put it another way, is saying almost never does our consciousness consider its meaning as important or relevant.

I am focussing on the meaning of innocence because neither Adam nor Eve were aware of the consequences from eating the apple. That is saying their psyche prior to eating the apple did not include  the animal nature. They are described in Jewish literature as the first Man and Woman -and conceived by ‘God’, and as I have already given reason ‘the sons of God’ in fact was the ‘Watchers’ as named by Enoch, and they are shown to have produced sons, which initially was the Nephilim and then after the fall of Adam and Eve the patriarchal line of Men succeeded and that includes Enoch.

The names of men given in Jewish Literature prior the great flood are singular but are they? They are more likely names of populations. The cycle of time from Adam, Cain, Abel, and Seth is recorded in hundreds of years, but given these are names of populations, more like thousands of years.

The Garden of Eden as created by God for Adam appears to be a utopian paradise but on closer examination suggests otherwise. Animals lived there and they are subject to life and death, as indeed are all other forms of life, so the garden couldn’t be called a paradise. Adam is created immortal to live in this so-called Eden and given ability to name the animals and care for the animal’s well-being. At this point in the story God has created a world which is subject to change -conflict that includes all other forms of life supporting the existence of animals.

God then highlights to Adam two trees; the tree of life and the tree of knowledge. Clearly He doesn’t mean physical trees. Symbolically trees represent a life-giving entity connecting earth to the heavens. Adam was directly related to the tree of life and warned not to connect with the tree of knowledge. The tree of knowledge was the enablement of the tree of life; its function was God’s business alone. Provided Adam didn’t question his immortality by knowing of the tree of life the Garden would continue to be his abode.

The story blames the serpent for causing Eve to eat the apple and beginning the fall of Man, but NO the action of the serpent is the action of the id force in the body otherwise called the kundalini force and was caused by eating the apple; the knowledge of how the tree of life functioned in vertebrates. The introduction of Eve in the story is describing the juncture of change that brought about the separation of the male and female forces, that in turn destroyed the harmony which had been established initially by offsprings of the Watchers.

As advised in Part 3, Adam must have been some kind of androgynous conception, not unknown in the early development of life of Earth.  Many other earth-life forms exhibit androgynous traits through sequential sex changes, including fish, mollusc’s, amphibians, and invertebrates.

Science emphasises the androgyne functions of its male and female nature in humans are by choice and for all other forms of life instinctually driven by the need to survive as a species.

Before proceeding further we should recognise that the writing of Genisis and the Book of Enoch is still subject to scholarly debate. Genisis is thought to have been composed during the lifetime of Moses, between the 15th and 13th centuries BCE, others suggest the 5th century BCE, whilst others say even later, influenced by the Dead Sea Scrolls 2nd century BCE. And the Book of Enoch between 300- and 100-years BCE. All scholars agree input to either would have been created by orally informed information. Which, to put it mildly, means we don’t know the source nature of these writings.

Given we now look at the creation of man story in Genisis through the words of Enoch 1 (as translated by Andy McCraken in 2023 ) which is based on the Ethiopian text and including some corrections from the surviving fragment found in Aramaic and Greek, a different story emerges.

Enoch begins by saying his words are a blessing to the chosen and righteous who must be present on the Day of Distress, which is appointed for the removal of all wicked and impious. What Enoch means by the Day of Distress is a final reckoning at which the righteous will be saved and the wicked will be destroyed in a distant generation to come. He then goes on to say, “And all will be afraid, and the Watchers will shake, and fear and great trembling will seize them, unto the ends of the Earth”. He is not saying they will be destroyed.

After advising the destruction of the Earth and how the righteous will be saved, in chapter 6 he says, “And it came to pass, when the sons of men had increased, that in those days there were born to them fair and beautiful daughters”. And then goes on to say, “And the Angels, the sons of Heaven, saw them and desired them. And they said to one another: “Come, let us choose for ourselves wives, from the children of men, and let us beget, for ourselves, children.” He clearly means the Angels are the Watchers and the sons of Man are an evolution of Homo Erectus. Enoch specifies 20 Watchers by name and their leader is Shemyaza. Each named Watcher leads nine others, and there are more Watchers, but he doesn’t quantify how many or give them names.

At this point in his narrative the Watchers are able to interact with the physical world as he further describes the knowledge and skills they taught Man. From sexual union with the daughters of men there were born giants, describing them as 3’000 cubits tall that’s as tall as a mountain! As they obviously couldn’t be, he is either saying the number of giants, or he referring to their powers to control nature.  They were certainly controlling as they ‘devoured’ men and all other forms of life and are further described as the ‘lawless ones’.

In chapter 8 we are told that Azazel, one of the named Watchers, “taught men to make swords, and daggers, and shields, and breastplates. And he showed them the metals of the earth, and the art of working them, and gold and silver bracelets and ornaments, and the art of making up the eyes with antimony and eye-paint, and of beautifying the face, and the most precious and choice stones, and all kinds of coloured dyes. And the world was forever changed”. (my italics).

He goes on to say. There was great impiety and much fornication, and as if Azazel hadn’t done enough, “their leader, Shemyaza, taught spells against the mind, and the use of cut roots of plants, and Armaros magical skills and the release of spells, and Barakel taught astrologers, and Kokabel portents of the stars, and Tamiel taught portents of the weather, and Shahariel taught the path of the Moon. And they all began to reveal these mysteries to their wives and their children. And, at the destruction on the Earth, men cried out, and their voices reached Heaven”.

At this point let me summarise what Enoch is saying.

He begins by saying there will be a final reckoning when the Earth will change dramatically because the rebellious sons of God (the Watchers) will bring about destruction because they have caused their offsprings, the giants to teach men eternal truths. And the world is forever changed because of their ‘destructive’ actions. Thereafter some men who are not in league with the Watchers and their Giant offsprings complain to ‘God on High’ (my italics).

In chapter 9 we are introduced to Archangels Michael, Uriel, Raphael, and Gabrial. Michael is chief, protector of humanity, and appointed to bind the ‘fallen Watchers’. Uriel is humanities guide warning Enoch to instruct Noah of the impending flood. And Gabrial is the divine judge who will condemn the ‘fallen Watchers’ and enforce heavenly order on Earth.

We should now remind ourselves that the first five chapters of Genisis records how got made the Earth, created Man on the fifth day and concludes by telling us that Man was expelled from the Garden of Eden because he ate the ‘apple’ of the Knowledge Tree. Then in chapter 6 to 11 we are told the Sons of God took women to become their wives, birthed a race of giants who behaved badly, despite describing them as heroes and men of renown, where everyone spoke the same language.

What Enoch and Genisis is telling us is the creation of Man begins with a sexual union between women and ‘Angels’ which turned out badly and a higher form of angels, namely Archangels put matters right by destroying all that went before by causing a great flood. As it is stated in Enoch chapter 9, “Shemyaza has made known spells, he to whom You gave authority to rule over those who are with him”. YOU can only mean “Lord of Lords, God of Gods, King of Kings!”.

God is credited with knowing everything before it happens, but it is clear from what He goes on to say, with the help of the Archangels, He made a mistake and the ‘fallen Watchers’ will be punished. Note Enoch is now using the term fallen Watchers which implies not all Watchers behaved badly!

Enoch underlines this division of Watchers in chapter 12 where he states the Watchers called and said to him, “Enoch, scribe of righteousness, go and inform the Watchers of Heaven, who have left the High Heaven and the sanctuary of the Eternal Covenant, and have corrupted themselves with the women, and have done as the sons of men do, and have taken wives for themselves, and have become completely corrupt on the Earth. They will have on Earth, neither peace, nor forgiveness of sin, for they will not rejoice in their sons. The slaughter of their beloved ones they will see; and over the destruction of their sons they will lament and petition for ever.  But they will have neither mercy nor peace.”

Where did it go wrong?

We need to answer that question and by doing so look at other creation myths to understand how compatible they are with the biblical narrative. Why for example was Cain the first son of Adam condemned to wander for ever? Birthing the concept of what we call the Wandering Jew?

The Royal Train

I conceived this poem over 50 years ago. Dissatisfied with the initial draft I did no more but over the years one or two key lines continued to haunt me. Early in June 2024, I managed to fall out of a tree I was pruning. My injuries included my left broken arm, hand, and wrenched neck.  As a left-handed person that put a stop to many activities, including writing. Trolling through a listing of unfinished poetry the old draft came back in view. Unable to do much else without help, with one unsteady right-handed finger I began to rewrite it.

The Royal Train is now finished. There are two words in the poem you may not be familiar with, they are Djinn and Yama. Djinn is an Arabic plural noun meaning elemental earth-bound spirits hidden from sight. Yama is the Hindu God of death and justice, son of the Sun God Surya, who judges the souls of the dead and depending upon their deeds, assigns them to the realm of the Pitris, (their soul heritage) or to Naraka, (Hell) or to be reborn on Earth.

Humming gently, whistle muted                      

The Royal Train arrives,                           

Auto enabled                                              

and expectant of deaths                                                   

it screeches driverless to halt                

at Rebirth Platform number one.                     

Doors open.                                                

Into the darkened interior                      

you float                                          

light as a feather, half asleep,                

jostling to get a window seat.                

Dreaming, so you believe                                    

The tangled web you often weave.                              

You’ll not hear the whistle keening      

the train restart                                         

Or know its full and wide within                       

But you will hear, and feel                         

the pulsing coupled driving wheels      

relentlessly rhyming        

      abba du by abba du by   

       abba du by abba du by                                 

Cyclical sounds dispelling time              

unfolding memories, child-like              

motivating youthful desires.

Easily thoughts become creative          

Manifesting a desirous world                

pulsating independent forms,               

life needy forms that gratify,                 

satiate, and has you wake                                               

and expostulate                             

to the rhyming wheels                             

♫ do what you will, do what you will♫

Is this dying you ask of me                      

travelling free able to see,                      

testifying                                         

life doesn’t end?                                                    

To begin it’s all picture postcard           

Dolby Sound and technicolour              

Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh.            

You, righteously urging the Self             

undo, make up, inwardly heal.  

Elemental forces enter in;                       

purpose forms and whispers Djinn.     

Unreasoned giving thoughts arise,      

happiness spreads like blood within.   

Onward and-upward you spiral                                     

the ego cries unwise!                               

Fear of God enters in:                              

knowledge dissipates.

♫ Hinder me not, hinder me not            

Hinder me not, hinder me not ♫            

Hallelujah, God is Great! 

Here you reign between the points     

of destination and departure                 

coerced to play the part of king            

to this extension of your mind:             

pieces and pawns, two of a kind                                               

aboard the Summerland express,         

resolved to undo, clean the slate,         

begin anew:                                    

entrained upon the ever long                

                                                never-ending                                                                                                                                   pointed track.                                              Yama the Jailer God.

Where will it end?                         

You ask yourself.                            

No sooner said                                           

the melody of chiming wheels              

cease their singing.                                                                                   

Doors slide back,                           

the Station Master speaks                      

”rebirth platform number two!”

A dream of people disembark.              

No such place but it feels like home    

But why you ask, and where am I?       

Here unknown smiley people sing       

and have you fear the child within.                              

No walls here and no pearly gate.        

The old and young in ragged trews      

torn uniforms and winding sheets       

or dressed like you, in Sunday best      

congregate and await their fate.                                               

Loved ones you believed were dead    

appear glowing with health, saying     

do what you will, you’re free, enjoy!   

Youthfully love, rest from the world    

time-out, reinvent and explore.                                    

Your thoughts cease to justify need,   

love bearing energies bond with                      

outpourings of the giving self.               

Harmony prevails,                         

the Way becomes known.             Hallelujah, God is Great!     

Seeds of union germinate,                     

love unfettered starts to grow,              

your mind enjoins to many lives.          

Reason no longer governs form            

upward as mustard seeds you flow                             

all and everything                         

in a spiral flow.                                           

Doing better                                               

more of what was done before.            

The Way becomes your inner state      

Divine reason commands the soul.                              

Karmically you accept your fate.                       

How can I suggest you differ?                

Little do you know, its checkmate        

another game must now begin. Hallelujah, God is Great!             

And then behold the train appears      

gleaming blue royal gold and red.        

And there you are                         

on platform three                          

crowned royally,                            

purposed yet again to steal                    

the apple from the knowledge tree.                            

Driverless it stops with open doors      

and into the lighted carriage                  

you float                                          

light as a feather, soul elite,                   

jostling to get a window seat.                

Knowing how you now believe                                      

why the tangled web deceives.                                     

You’ll not hear the whistle keening      

the train begin,                                          

but you will know                          

why its wide within.                                 

Omnipresent is your soul                        

purposed to achieve its goal.                                         

As expected you can hear                       

the pulsing coupled driving wheels                              

relentlessly rhyming.                               

Clock ticking cyclical sounds                   

Birthing memories                        

motivating earthly thriving.                                            

♫ Abba du by abba du by ♫                   

                        ♫ du by du by abba du by ♫                   

                                                                        ♫ Adam and Eve, Adam and Eve ♫       

♫ Abba du by abba du by ♫

♫ du by du by abba du by ♫

The trains’ jingling rhyme           

Is birthing the earthly mind.                  

Conscience conflicts with           

needy newborn voices, that                   

proclaim their immortality.

And in their chatter promise dies

has you fear the child within                  

will depart                                       

and hollow out your heart.

Another self is looking on:                      

Singular and base.                         

You query why it doesn’t speak            

wrapped up, curled in sleep.                                          

Elemental forces enter in, and              

your single purposed soul divides        

further from the source you ride.         

Every now and then                                  

the whistle blows,                         

wheels hiss and grind.                             

Coaches shudder.                          

Train doors open to a void.                     

The station master’s voice                      

is indistinct.                                    

You cannot tell when or where.            

Bemused, benumbed, and apathetic, 

coerced to play the Chess of Life.                                 

Be you Bishop, or be you Rook             

be you Knight or be you Queen.                                   

Be you foolish, or be you wise,              

believe or not                                             

you will survive.                                         

The Royal Train will call again.   

Here you reign between the points     

of destination and departure.               

Once a prince of past endeavour,         

bodies forming whispering Djinn          

Are serving you, the absent king.                               

Now conscious of the daylight              

weaving anew the tangled web.                       

Predestined to rhyme in miles forecast

ever purposed to the pointed track

the never-ending pointed track.

Yuma the Jailer God.

Tony Ashenden 2026