“In the navel of darkness

He shall come with light

In the hours of coming damnation

He shall come with salvation

One Man to come

One Man to save

One Man to condemn.”

His presence glowed magnificently as He stood in front of the Being seated on the huge throne, the Supreme Being whose likeness dazzled gloriously like His, and whose face was blanketed by a blinding light with no source, with a brilliance like the sun’s.

There was a silence everywhere. The atmosphere seemed stiffened by tension. Every being in the realm knew what was about to happen. Long ago the prophets of the old, those that really understood the meaning of Godhead, had said that He would come. They wrote that He would come. And today, He was about to go where the prophets spoke of. Anticipation filled the aura of the realm. It was time, the One before the Throne knew this. However, two emotions marred the beatific incandescence of His face – sadness and joy. Mostly joy. And just like before, that time so long ago, He knew what He must do. (more…)