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ON WINGS OF IMMORTALS aka ELEMENTALS -THE SERIES
Book one synopsis and brief summaries for the rest of the series
Book One: AYEKAH THE DAMNED, historical/fantasy narrated by Ayekah, the fallen angel and protagonist, seven Celestials, Haya the virgin Ayekah fell for, and by a mysterious female spirit.
In the beginning, the Almightys assign Celestials to witness Earth's evolution and human creation and orders them not to interfere. However, after the Almightys grant humans an eternal soul to avert jealousy, they grant some Celestials dominion over Earth and designate one to be Archangel of Light, highest of all Celestials.
Eons later, Celestials get more involved in the lives of humans, and the Archangel, captivated by a Maya colony marooned on an island, is damned for Eternity to be Ayekah, a being without a soul, after falling from grace with the Almightys for having sex with a virgin female he names Haya.
From Ayekah and Haya are born generations of Angel/Humans, and as she changes the culture of her people, other Celestials also go astray. After Haya's death, in body only, for she remains alive in spirit, Ayekah and other Celestials traverse the world. Some become captivated by humans.
To destroy all Celestial/human brethren, the Almightys send waters of destruction, but the dragon of Eternity rises and saves Ayekah and most of his and Haya's brethren along with a few of the other Celestial/humans.
Book Two: VIRGINS, historical/paranormal, is narrated by Ayekah, seven Celestials, four descendants from the last generations of female matriarchs, Sigrud Liera a malevolent scientist, and a mysterious shape shifter.
Haya's descendants continue to procreate even after Haya's death. In modern times the last are all female twins, one gives birth the other remains barren and is the watcher. Generations later, the last twin sisters are Ary a parapsychologist, and Ray, a scientist.
While Ray goes on an expedition to discover a new species of Salamanders she intends to use for cloning humans Ary, guided by the Pastoras, a divine entity, is besieged by dreams and apparitions.
Book Three: ROLO paranormal/sci-fi is narrated by Ayekah, seven Celestials, Ray and Ary, two descendants from the last generations of female matriarchs - some only in spirit, Sigrud Liera a malevolent scientist, and a mysterious shape-shifter.
The tale unfolds amid love, romance, and powerful forces of good and evil that battle for control over a new species of humans.
Ray finds, in the jungle the perfect Salamander species for her cloning research, and begins to conduct cloning experiments. Meantime Ary, seeks help from Alex, Ray's lover, to help save Ray when hurricane Mitch hits and all seems to be lost including Ray.
Book Four: MACULATUM, dystopian fiction, is narrated by Ayekah, seven Celestials, Ray and Ary, one descendant from the last generations of female matriarchs, some only in spirit, Sigrud Liera a malevolent scientist, and a mysterious shape shifter.
Wars and natural disasters wipe out almost everything leaving Earth virtually uninhabitable. Hell takes over as the battle between greed and magical powers intensifies, and humankind almost becomes extinct.
To save a semblance of the human species, scientists use Salamander/human clones developed by Ray and other scientists. Most humans still living in cities are uncivilized, the wealthy and powerful are living in massive towers and ocean liners.
HISTORICAL DATA ABOUT THE NAMES AYEKAH AND HAYA
Ayekah: In Genesis 3:9. After Adam and Eve ate from the forbidden tree, God asked Adam, "ayekah," a Hebrew word that means "Where are you?" In the Torah, also referred to as "watcher" and "holy one."
In Maya mythology, Ayekah is akin to Itzamna, a god and creator thought to live in the sky.
Haya: in Hebrew, mythology means "life." In Genesis 3:9. Holy writs say angels "fell" after becoming "enamored" of human women.
Haya is akin to Samael's counterpart, Lilith. She seduces angels and can mean; "to live" or "have life," or "to give" or "restore life" (Genesis 25:6, Joshua 3:10), "lively" (2 Samuel 23:20), and "reviving" (Genesis 18:10, 2 Kings 4:16). As in Nashiym, the Lilim, who seduced the watchers.
In Maya mythology, Haya is akin to Ix Chel, the divine goddess believed to have helped create the world. Her powers include:
· Intuitive knowledge.
· The ability to control earthly forces.
· Choosing the sex of a human fetus.
MYTHOLOGY ABOUT SYLPHS AND ELEMENTALS
As per ancient Greeks, the word Mythology is two parts, Ethos and Logo. Ethos develops from history, religion, nature, language, art, symbolisms, order, and chaos. Logo is the investigation of science and elements that makes us who we are.
Myths about beings without a soul evolved the belief in spirits, one from each element: Mermaids from water, Sylphs from the air, Gnomes from the Earth, Salamanders from spirits. Since ancient times, scientists have spoken about humans as having an elemental spirit. Scientists now know it is normal Earth movements identified as "natural tectonics," or forces cracking the planet's crust with earthquakes and volcanoes.
In the "Paracelsian concept," Elementals are supernatural "humanoid beings" that live longer than humans and are not immortal, but when a mortal weds an immortal, the humanoid spirit becomes immortal.
In The Old Testament, Elementals are also known as Nephilim or "giants" or "the fallen ones" from the Hebrew word naphal or "to fall."
The ancient Maya left evidence of their contact with miraculous visitors or elemental beings.
THE SEVEN CELESTIALS AND THEIR DOMAINS
(Listed alphabetically, with their chosen genre, and domain)
CAMAEL: Male. Archangel of strength, courage, and war
CASSIEL: Female. Archangel of Solitude and tears
CHALKYDRI: Male/Female Group of three. Carriers of the Sun's heat.
RAGUEL: Male Archangel of Justice
SARIEL: Female Leader of angels and a great healer.
TENNIN: Female Lives in the Buddhist heaven. A solitary creature.
ZADKIEL: Male Archangel of freedom, benevolence, and mercy.
SHORT STORY ON HOW THE SERIES STARTED
One night when alone, I dozed off rosary in hand. I was delicately aroused by the rustle of sheers that lapped between drape folds mimicking tongues out of a dark gaping mouth.
The clock on the bedside chest read midnight, its red-light brightly pulsating as if from a beam that I traced from clock to wall where there looked to me to be a shadow within a shadow. I thought it was a deceased beloved, but the face was unfamiliar, the grin unfriendly. The cat, lazing on top of the bedspread by my feet, hissed, jumped, and ran out of the bedroom. No one heard my scream or my heart pounding into my head.
"Evil begone," I shouted when its voice, soft as the breeze, thundered into my mind: "I am not a vision, spirit, or magic, fear me not, let me confess how I came to be and what I do."
Every night I was alone, it came. My only choice became to face it and listen or go insane.
It told me stories of a new world unfolding not from Sanctity, but from the pews of religion and technology. It said, "God, man, one of the same. Names and places changed to protect innocents even though there are none."
It displayed carriages of flesh weaving sins into blessings as people rode to destruction on good intentions and holiness defile in time and blood. "There are no mistakes, the day is one sphere, and the night is another. I am he who will guide you on this journey; my life’s story from alpha to omega.”
POEMS RELATED TO THE STORY
The Mardi's Song
For we are Eternal,
as fog rises, ending a fun-filled day
and the moon lights a star-filled night
to life, we come in innocence.
Until Eternity calls us, we must live on Earth.
In death, nothing is lost, for we rise again.
So spread your wings, creatures of light
stretch your spirit against blue skies
with the power and might of delicate beings.
Oh, daughters return to us in the wonderment.
Oh, sons who wait, witness, and claim.
You come from an eternal place
that humans cannot have nor sense.
Oh, flutter Divine.
A Mockingbird's Song
An angel falls, a woman dies
from her virginity, a new world unfolds.
Poetry was my first love
Now I fancy myself a writer
not just a lover of filling my mind with words
I dream and crunch into stories.
Recently, I watched green leaves turn
into shades of reds and yellows
in their adieu branches left naked
like lichens in the arms of a tree trunk.
Now, as I write about him, buds appear
and as I read out loud, how a celestial fell
in love, and how after she dies, he falls more
recreating her for generations until at last,
from one, he must be born before the world ends.
Branches again crowd to touch, and a Mockingbird
taunts my mind as words leave me barren
To flourish again.
@Marta C. Weeks 2018
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Man on the cross on this Easter
Help us recognize that buckled
Under pompous vulgar leaders
We excused immorality and disdain.
Man on the cross hidden by sashes
To keep pious signing in praise
Not offended by blood from nails
Or a crown of thorns.
Help us recall how You
Buckled under lashes of greed
Hung for us to stand strong
Against borders to build nations.
Not for wigged powdered classes
But for freedom and equality
As You, Moses, Mohamed, Buddha
Rose to give strength and purpose.
For the time has come to end
Rules that topple our nation
And Liberty’s Flame
Under mire and stench.
By @MartaCWeeks 4/17/21
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