Gaming

(From the Epic of Gilgamesh and the Book of Enoch) The passing of Enkidu

No human foot, from now on had come close to the half-human-looking grizzled beast!

And if so, if some had seen it, what name would they have called it, besides monster or beast? He had none.

No one had ever looked for him before, it would be said in time: the gods sent him.

Then one morning, a young man was looking for fruits in the forest and he came across this phenomenon of nature:

The teenager froze like stone, like white marble, stunned like a white tomb of salt.

Therefore, he did not murmur a word, not a sigh, but ran home to tell his father what he saw; And what to say, he described a hairy ape-like demon of an undefined humanity in him, thoughtful about that.

And the father told King Gilgamesh of Uruk the story of his son.

His father explained to the King: “The boy seemed puzzled as to what kind of human being he could be, and the forest was his entire home; he ate and drank like animals, but had human agility, rigid form.”

Enkidu’s house, it was the forest, it protected him in silence from the outside world that surrounded him, a form of seclusion.

He lived and slept in the open air, compared to the other beasts and reptiles, primates.

Most of the time he wandered the identified lagoon and its tributaries.

He wandered where he was most familiar, which had a lot of vegetation, ferns, of the most unusual kind, and broad-leaved grasses.

The man-beast, still unnamed, was primarily concerned with clarifying, classifying, and remembering the present.

Because of this, it was a more troublesome thing, than one might think.

His thoughts and feelings were curiously confused.

His mind went from gray to dark most of the time; from there to total darkness, to oblivion –

Because he just woke up one day, compared to Adam from the Garden of Eden, and didn’t remember what happened ahead of time!

As if it had been erased from his memory, by some sorcery.

It is said that the gods made friends with Gilgamesh (demigod, more demonic than human), because he, King of Uruk, was among their people, an extremely hypersexual animal, a demigod who took wife and daughters of whoever he was at will. pleased and did with them whatever their pleasures were for that day or night.

His father is Lugalbanda (Little Lord).

Guardian and deity of Uruk (born of the souls of pleasure, who were thrown to earth from the cliffs of heaven).

It was also said, the likes of one of the Watchers (like Azaz’el or Semyaza) those angelic renegades who cohabited with human females in those cadaverous days before the flood gave birth to a female devil, who cohabited with a male, and gave to light to Enkidu.

Then he left the baby in the depths of the forest, with imp to feed him and watch over him in his sleep, until his manhood.

And so, this is how he got his supernatural physique, similar to Gilgamesh’s height and strength; but only a tenth of what Humbaba was.

But who were these angelic renegades and so-called watchers?

(Interlude: It is really strange, the Epic of Gilgamesh, Enkidu, Shamhat and the angelic renegades, from the Pseudepigrapha of the Old Testament, these writings should have fallen more quickly into the hands of posterity, but rather fell into semi-oblivion in a somewhat flowery romantic style, but now, despite its reach and penetration, I pull them out of their ubiquitous verbal wizardry and out of irresponsibility:

Who were these archangels, seraphim and seraphim, Watchers of the Earth, who roamed the earth like gravitational waves?

Who went through the distortion of time?

He jumped through black holes to stalk the earth and became souls of pleasure.

Who once radiated pure energy, as if it had within it the mass of a star!

Who were not subject to the ripples in the fabric of space and time, produced by violent interstellar events! Propagated at the speed of light …

They are the castaways of God, the exiles; those reckless fallen angels, exiles from heaven for treason; Who gave the earth giant sons … hybrid demigods?)

Enkidu, the man-beast, also called ‘The Wild One’, raised his head a little when he drank from the stream of the lagoon.

Scan the principles and topography with your peripheral vision, to see if there were any predators against it.

With prodigious effort he stood upright, too often hunched over in the woods, so that he sometimes tried to arch his back.

He was a friend of all the forest, brilliant and enormous was his appearance: he lived among tangled vines, poisonous snakes and hideous beasts: animals attracted him more and more, but he had a mystery of some infinity.

He dreamed of more beautiful flowers, tall and majestic trees.

He loved the forest with a strange and dreadful adoration.

And for the most part, humans avoided this dangerous wooded area of ​​the forest: therefore, he didn’t know anyone.

No one approached the edge of the forbidden section, where the monstrous Humbaba was, saying that his heartbeat was like thundering drums.

Not even Enkidu.

Enkidu ‘The Wild One’ slept at the edge of ancient trees in the Cedar Forest, also home to the monstrous Humbaba, guardian of the angelic renegades and demigods; but Enkidu kept his distance-

He was well aware of its deep green shadow and thunderous roar.

So, he stuck with the fretted ferns, played with the beautiful shaped fall leaves and the many butterflies.

Also the emerald and scarlet birds.

Even he took a step further and further into the emerald gloom, yet he only feared Humbaba, and he never took a step beyond a certain point, not yet.

Happy was his soul, unknown to civilization or human woman.

Childishly and mentally, she picked many flowers, smelled the intoxicating perfumes.

And then one day, Shamhat, ‘The Joyful One’ appeared sprawled on the grass by the pond, naked.

Her beauty, like that of Aphrodite, sent by Gilgamesh to attract and civilize him, to be his friend, because Gilgamesh had no equal.

Shamhat, well endowed, priestess of Ishtar of Uruk, lured him from the lagoon to her side.

And she taught him different and unknown things.

And he got lost in it among the trees and the beasts.

And they participated in a seven-day sexual odyssey, to which he had been taken body and soul.

Putting yourself in a long dream dream.

When he came out of his slumber, dog-weary, he found his life beyond recovery.

His old life was somehow unreal and remote.

He was very weak and staggering, looking for edible fruit.

In short, when he made love to Shamhat, his body was stiff and hard, and his heart was beating like fire.

He felt dizzy and flaccid from then on, what happened?

He was perplexed, dazed in a weak state.

Due to his particular nature, he remained rigid as a tree stump, and had intercourse for seven days, without rest.

Everything was like a strong wave, without much rest.

And the animal in him was domesticated.

And the trees became lighter, and his animal friends drifted away, they didn’t know him.

And he was sleepy and dizzy, and he no longer got up in the sun, nor did he allow it to wake him.

And his old life faded, he sank into eternal nothingness.

And Shamhat accomplished his plan and his assignment.

Later thoughts

Those so-called renegades, Watchers, Fallen Angels, descended from the unfathomable depths of time and space.

Not originally to trample on the face of humanity, but to watch over them.

They like Enkidu, they were lulled by power, vanity and pride and, in the end, lust.

In doing so, they trampled humanity as they wanted because they could;

And those prehuman demonic forces were reinforced to do the same!

And so came the diabolism.

And this happened a long time ago.

And those who have survived the fury of God have long been silent, for a time.

And for the man of today, I do not know their thoughts about him, but I do know that they do, their time is short.

How many are left, only Satan his godfather knows, besides God himself.

And Satan, the Great Dragon, will summon them in time, soon.

There will be no more stillness here on earth, and if there was, it would be false.

Satan knowing that time is short, what he has planned to do, will work.

That is why I have written this story, the ruin of Enkidu, as we see it, the ruin of the world today, and of America to boot.

And it will be made in front of our faces, to mock God: like Sodom and Gomorrah, like radical Islam, like those who have nothing but indifference towards others and the like –

And now I must finish and launch this writing so that it glides on the wave of time, and let it fall between shadows in shadows.

Written 6-15 and 16-2016 (# 5278)

Note: in the last 25 years, the author has read three different accounts, translations, of the Epic of Gilgamesh, and this is his opinion of only a certain section within the Great Epic, written on stone fragments around 1700 BC. 2750 BC C. The epic itself is considered the fourth largest story ever written, surpassing even ‘The Book of Job’ (the story dates back to approximately 2200 BC, and the epic was written around 800 BC. Jewish knowledge? ?) To tell his story, “The passing of Enkidu” with his ‘Later Thoughts’ for today’s humanity, or modern man.

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