Left Hand Paths?
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… The concluding sections of Chapter Twelve are by far its weakest.
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In them much of the previous story is restated in far greater detail.
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The woman is given eagle wings with which to evade the ‘serpent’
and bring her to a place beyond it’s sight where she may safely feed?
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There is though some ambiguity here which rests on an
interpretation of the phrase ‘…from the serpent’s face’.
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Serpents ‘see’ via the vibrations carried on air waves,
and can hypnotise prey, with their gaze, before striking…
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The biblical flood is then unleashed by the ‘serpent’
but the Earth comes to the woman’s rescue
by swallowing the flood waters.
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If earlier sections have blurred the distinction between St Michael and Christ,
then this episode surely does the same for God and the Devil?
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The rest of time is to be played out with the ‘serpent’ persecuting
the remnants of the woman’s seed that have survived the flood…
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None of which accords particularly well with previous scripture,
although Moses is given ‘eagle’s pinions’ at one stage
in order to get him to where he needs to be!
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The chapter, taken as a whole, has a distinctly Gnostic aspect to it
with the Earth populated merely by
heaven’s discarded remnants,
and overseen by a wrathful demiurge railing against time.
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The time-phrase riddle for the ‘New Dispenation’,
resolves itself into a designation of the mystery woman
as Venus, the Pagan Goddess of Love,
which in the light of much that has transpired
in the last millenium makes a lot more sense than most other solutions –
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Of the ‘half-time’ planetary beings only the Moon and Venus
are conceived as Feminine and as the woman symbolically
‘stands-on-the-moon’ she cannot be the moon.
There are also some very persuasive
astronomical reasons for this designation…
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– The only way out of the nightmare is by death or, as St Michael proclaims,
by ‘the blood of the Lamb,’ and by the ‘word of testimony’,
which is, perhaps, not the clearest of ‘road maps’ for people to follow…
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Heaven by design, Earth by default,
has ever been the cry of those irrevocably lost at heart.
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