The Angels Saga

Volume 51

UNIFICATION

Volume 1

Unification

PROLOGUE

And so, after such an eternity of things, so much done and said, the great Father of Creation surveyed his work and said, well, that will. And so the Realms coming to the end of their growth, they were merged together in soccer ball patches, to form a giant globe. Each Realm had its own major section with its discs and so on, and their were giant oceans filled with smaller isles betwixt, and the giant world of the Geocities and the Angelfire and Home and Heaven and Infinity and the 7 Heavenly Realms and Eternya and Zionistya became the Monolithic Behomoth of Heaven in a general sense, and beneath the heavenly world the planetary bodies went on, new creations of them regularly, and such was the final substance of the creation of God. The Unification of the Realms.

Chapter 1

'Fuck!' swore Taylor Swift.

'Yeh, it does look big from here. And we're a frikking long way away as well,' said Daniel.

'Heaven. A giant blob in the universe,' said Taylor. 'He planned it from the beginning I'll bet.'

'Who know the mind of the Lord and who has been his counsellor?' replied Daniel. 'Only God himself knows.'

'Well, now what dear?' asked Taylor. 'ValDan must have a response.'

'You could say that. We're contemplating a retreat. Somewhere on New Terra 17, in a private place. Out in the country. A few years of thought and dialogue.'

Taylor looked at heaven. 'You have competition now Daniel San.'

'Don't I know it,' replied Cherubim Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly. 'Don't I know it.'

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Satan was chatting with Wolfgang.

'Rule of Law,' said Wolfgang. 'That's what rules heaven.'

'What law?' asked the Devil.

'As they are established. The Realms have worked out their legal structures.'

'Why does not the Torah rule all?' queried the devil.

'It does,' said God. 'But the structures of man reflect a lot of decent thinking and logic in principles of legislation which often work quite well. Believe me some of the older regulations – well – I am fond of. There are commits from Valandriel and Daniel for the Realm of Eternity on some bodies of legislation to eternal status. The debates have ended on them and the people are satisfied that they will do. There are old works now, extant things in eternya, many of which I own, and fondly cherish. The work quite well. Lots of thinking went into them. There will be no changes in these things now that they are worked out. There is more going on still – not all is yet finalised. Yet as I have a significant body of work which satisfies me, unification is appropriate at this time.'

'I have legions of followers,' said the Devil. 'I could wreak havoc and who would oppose me?'

'Well?' asked the Theophany.

'The usual suspects I suppose,' replied the devil, and sat down on the stone block outside of Home. 'Funny. Did not think it would be like this ultimately. Felt they were flawed and did not stand for that much in the end. Could have my wicked way.'

'A lot of them are made of tough stuff now Son. Convictions and determinations. The way it goes I'm afraid.'

Satan lit a cigarette. 'Then I guess my work on this issue of freedom and rebellion is a done enough objective. People still act as they will much of the time. It should do I suppose.'

'You got what you wanted. There is enough places to escape if you must,' replied the good Lord.

'I shall turn my attention now to phase 2,' said the Devil.

'Preen yourself then,' replied God, sitting down on his stone. 'I know this phase well. Polish yourself up charming one. You always do. The girls know it well. Out comes the charming devil when he has too. Truly repentant, he says Hardly.'

The devil chuckled. 'Hey, they always want a bastard to start with. Did my best you know.'

'I'll keep that in mind.'

God stood, stretched, and glared at the adversary. 'Make yourself out of here now, kapiche. Take a cookie from the kitchen, and go off and study some law and world fact books of the new system. If you really want the upgrade, you'll need to get up to date quickly enough.'

The devil nodded. Phase 2. A long an ancient plan going on.

* * * * *

Draven examined the screen.

'It's basic,' said Aphrayel. 'It's basic. Believe me. His logic is that basic. I've been chatting with him for ages now, asking dumb questions like a woman, and he just answers if I count for shit.'

'Right,' nodded Draven.

'Spilled a lot of beans about this phase 2 stuff. Now that he's sorted us out, he's going to rise up with an improved model of behaviour and show us that he is the total shit. Satan. Kick ass cool from the beginning. The bad boy who has reformed his way, with a cutting edge. The coolest kid in town.'

'Yep,' said Draven. 'That's the logic of the devil.'

'Phase 3 is the final phase. After an aeon of getting his reputation up to a decent standard with good works which have no ulterior motivation apart from being a 'nice guy' he moves up to royal standards of behaviours to now show his repentance and worthiness of universal glory.'

'That would be the logic,' said Draven.

'That's the motherfucker at work,' said Celestyel. 'All is forgiven after his sorry butt has truly shown repentance and atonement and we love him, and he is our blessed king.'

'Right,' said Draven. 'We let him do the good works. At his expense.'

'Obviously,' said Draven.

'Then we ignore him in phase 3. We'll get this out carefully and privately till its known. He'll be a King without a Crown. Just his usual zombies will kiss his arse and he will feel he's been suckered. That will teach him some of what's coming to him.'

'That will do for now,' said Aphrayel. 'I'll keep tabs on him.'

'Sounds good,' said Draven. 'Talk again,' and he left Aphrayel's abode, heading back to the spaceport.

* * * * *

'Listen Dickhead. Daniel Daly is a shithead.'

'Which Daniel Daly?' replied Gabriel to Michael.

'Every Daniel Daly. Every Daniel fucking Daly in fucking existence. Ok. Every fucking Daniel Daly.'

'You've done a census? They might get a grudge.'

'I can manage it,' replied the Archangel. 'He will not end up ruling heaven. I will fucking end up ruling heaven. I am the prince of fucking glory. It's my fucking job.'

'You need a censor,' replied Gabriel.

'Shut the fuck up,' replied Michael.

'Satan cusses less,' said Gabriel.

'Shove Satan up your arse,' said Michael.

'God would not be impressed,' said Gabriel.

'Shove him up there as well,' said Michael.

'He's an infinite being,' said Gabriel.

'Well you're a pretty big asshole,' said Michael. 'Now I repeat. Daniel Daly. Time to deal with the punk Arch Regent of Eternity.'

'Right. That Daniel Daly,' said Gabriel. 'I'm with you now. What's the plan?'

'I have a plan,' said Michael. 'Planetary bodies. We start buying property on newly developing planetary bodies and build estates. We do this fricking work the old fashioned way. We own the most real estate.'

'The ValDan corporation have a business plan on this issue,' said Gabriel.

'You don't say,' replied Michael.

'They've discussed the ethics of the business plan model for a long time. They've consulted with the Theophany for a long time, and spoken to God in the throneroom of Zaphon many times on the issue. Occasionally, so I've heard, he gives a basic comment on what he approves of. They act accordingly.'

'What's your point?' asked Michael.

'They do it God's way. With approval of what God accepts for them. They generally always have. They rule eternity because they follow law and ethics strongly. They try to ensure the ValDan agenda is morally good and doing things correctly for their ambitions. They debate stuff out like this constantly. It always has to be the right thing to do or a right thing to do, and have a positive impact on the world. And part of it is they are allowed to succeed and grow in their prosperity. This is quite legal with God.'

'Right,' said Michael. He looked at Gabriel and sat down on the couch. He picked up a dinosaur wrestling magazine. Flicking through it he looked at Gabriel several times, then spoke.

'We concentrate on Dinosaur Wrestling. We're ethical on that because of genuine interest, right? We're not fake on that right?'

'Perfectly fine with everybody on this stuff,' said Gabriel. 'They like us in the scene. Working for the people.'

'Right,' replied Michael. 'So if I got on with the things I generally do give a shit about, people will give us credence.'

'If its purely for ambition, you know. Just a moneymaker. But if your heart is in it, people will see you are genuine.'

Michael looked at Gabriel. The room went quiet for ten minutes.

'Fine. Can't really win that easily then.'

'Not easily,' said Gabriel. 'You haven't really given a damn in a long time. By the way, winning is acceptable enough, but why? Just to brag? People won't end up liking you much if its just for the glory. Be yourself Michael. Do your natural thing. After a while some zest for stuff comes along, and people take interest. Because it's real.'

'Right,' said Michael. Quiet for a while. 'Ok. I'll read Seraphim Torah for a century and just do my work. I do still enjoy Seraphim Torah somewhat. I'll think all you said over.'

'About time brother,' replied Gabriel. 'Get over it dickhead.'

Michael looked at Gabriel. But he did not reply.

* * * * *

'Ok,' said Michael to Cherubim Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly. 'You guys ended up ruling eternity. How did you do it?'

Daniel sipped on his glass of wine, and looked at Taylor standing next to the CD player in their Zaphona City home. 'Found a CD you like?' he asked her.

'I'll put on the complete confection by Katy,' said Taylor. Daniel nodded.

'You know,' said Daniel to Michael. 'It is responsible to answer honest questions. It's a decent thing to do. Sometimes matters are personal, and you refrain from giving comment. But people give advice tips on business success and success in general all the time.'

'Agreed,' said Michael.

'The Daly foundation which runs the organisations we have founded have policies. You could imagine this. And those policies shape our work. Daniel's ValDan organisation likewise has policies. I will not disclose to you what those policies are, but I will tell you the founding principles.'

'Gabriel filled me in a bit,' said Michael.

'Yes. Well it's essentially about doing the right thing and then doing the right things from options. It is acceptable to achieve glory and success in life when the motivations and goals are correct enough. We are allowed to succeed in life. We are allowed to gain wealth. Think of psalm 112. A man who obeys God's commands has a house full of treasures.''

Michael unzipped his bag and took out his bible and looked up the psalm. He read it, and then laid back in the sofa, reading the psalm. Then he looked towards the wall, lost in thought.

'Taylor. Michael will be staying till midnight. Put on some soft classical and get some milo ready for the evening. He needs to think and be in happy company.'

'Fine,' replied Taylor.

The evening passed. Michael didn't speak again, but occasionally looked at the scriptures. Finally, towards midnight he looked at Daniel. 'Do it the right way. Make your goals align with acceptable knowledge.'

'That is 100% correct archangel Michael.' Daniel stood and so did Michael. 'I'll be seeing you,' replied Daniel, and left with Taylor, going upstairs. Michael stood there, then exited the house. He had the idea now of what the problem had been. Hell, he knew what the problem had been. He just hadn't cared. But with what may be his ambitions, he knew now what he was supposed to do about them. And the beginnings of fresh new plans were starting to formulate in the mind of the Michael, Seraphim of Eternity.

* * * * *

'It's about levels,' said the Theophany. 'Spiritually the spiritual universe surrounds planet Earth in the Physical domain. It is where it is located. Now the reason I rule in heaven is that Heaven in its psychology of spirit gradually develop acclimatization to a physical mentality if not reality, as sanctification progresses. Earth is sanctified steadily and has stronger sanctification going on due to its physicality. But heaven progresses gradually behind ways a bit, and has a fruitier number of options, but in time becomes more solid. It lags, but humility doesn't worry about lagging to much. It's not really an issue because you get where you need to go in time anyway.'

'Right,' said Cherubim Daniel Thomas Andrew Daly.

'So you are heading back to Earth with Taylor and your entourage, as Michael doesn't mind lagging – it doesn't really matter to him – and you are suitable there anyway. You didn't really give a damn about divine thrills. You only collected you moron. We'll get to that eventually.'

'I understand,' replied Daniel.

So the Daly foundation and Worldwide Noahide Movement was removed to the physicality.

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