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Meghadūta,
Antim Uttar:
Clouds
of the Wars of the LORD1
by
Dallas F. Bell, Jr.
“Father
in heaven,
Hallowed be Thy name.”2
Megh
Ek3
Behemoth’s
tail of conceit,
How
my adversaries rise.4
Leviathan’s
unfolded sea, didactic,
Answer
me and relieve me.
And
Job’s Chaldean sorties, codify,
LORD,
consider my groaning.
Praise
the Creator, Himself,
Do
not rebuke me in wrath.
Standing
in infinity, longevity,
Save
me and deliver me.
Among
winged smiles of ancients
Majestic
is Your name LORD.
With
servant ears that obey, vertical.
I
will give thanks with my heart.
Chosen
in his wealthy place,
My
soul, flee to your mountain.
Abraham
left Chaldea
The
faithful men disappear.
A
Semite floating toward land
How
long will You hide Your face?
Flowing
with honey and milk, splendor—
There
is no one that does good.
Promised
patriarch nation.
Who
may abide in Your tent?
The
sacrifice of Isaac, decision,
God,
I take refuge in You.
Was
halted by angel hands.
O
LORD, give heed to my cry.
Jacob
had twelve tribal sons,
I
love You, O LORD, my strength.
Forever
known as Israel.
The
heavens tell Your glory.
They
survived famine and plagues, contemplate,
Jacob’s
God sets you on high!
Escaping
Pharoah’s bondage,
In
Your strength the king is glad.
Idolatrous
golden calf, mitosis,
Why
have You forsaken me?
Forgiven
for breaking law
My
Shepherd, I shall not want.
Covenanted
through Moses.
All
the full earth is the LORD’s.
The
tabernacle of three,
I
lift my soul to You, LORD.
Had
God’s fire, a bronze laver, causal,
Vindicate
my walk, O LORD.
And
tent of three: with showbread,
The
LORD is my life’s defense.
An
incense altar, and ark.
My
Rock, do not be silent.
Priests
were anointed with blood
Ascribe
glory to the LORD.
On
right ear lobes, thumbs, and toes,
I
will extol You, O LORD.
And
cleansed with oil as lepers.
Let
me never be ashamed.
Cleansing
oil was on right ears, coherent,
Blessed
is whose sin is covered!
The
right thumbs, and right big toes.
His
praise shall be in my mouth.
Aaron’s
priestly sons, sottish, addiction,
Fight
those that fight against me.
Made
their own fire and incense,
The
wicked do not fear God.
And
were justly killed by God
Do
not fret evildoers.
Whose
instructions are holy,
Chasten
me not in anger,
Uncompromisingly
just.
That
I
not sin with my tongue.
Joshua
divided land
The
LORD inclined unto me.
To
the apt Israeli tribes, prudent,
Blessed
is he who helps the poor.
By
borders and boundaries,
Be
gracious to me, O Lord.
Having
edges and angles
Why
do you boast in evil?
Of
mathematical lengths.
The
fool said “There is no God.”
To
stop Israeli evil, deterrence,
Save
me, O God, by Your name.
Judges,
blessed by Yahweh, ruled.
Give
ear to my prayer, God.
The
left-handed Ehud, and, xenolith,
Be
gracious, man tramples me.
Deborah
were God’s leaders,
My
soul trusts in Your shadow.
But
Israelis wanted kings,
Men,
do you judge uprightly?
Like
any other pagans.
Set
me securely on high.
Saul
was selected as king, template.
O
God, Thou has cast us off.
He
made wrong sacrifices
Attend
unto my prayer.
And
justly replaced by God.
From
Him is my salvation.
David
was anointed king,5
My
soul thirsts for my God.
A
man after God’s own heart.
Hear
my voice, preserve my life.
He
consolidated all
There
will be silence and praise.
For
his wise son Solomon, prospect,
Let
those that hate Him scatter.
Who
built God’s holy Temple
The
waters threaten my life.
And
was blessed with peace and wealth
O
LORD, hasten to help me,
Till
he burned incense to gods.
For
I am poor and needy.
The
kingdom was torn apart
I
will sing lovingkindness,
By
child sacrificing foes
And
will bless His holy name.
Who
worshipped Satan as Baal, father of lies.
“The
righteous man hates lying, but
a wicked man is
loathsome,
and comes to shame.”6
My
heart is steadfast, O God.
Syrians
attacked the north
Hold
not Thy peace, God of praise.
And
Babylon searched for wealth, roulette,
The
LORD said, sit at My right.
Hezekiah
led by God
Let’s
go into the LORD’s house.
Was
allowed to postpone death.
Say,
“The LORD is on our side.”
Josiah
renovated
O
LORD, my heart is not proud.
The
Temple finding God’s laws,
How
good… to dwell together!
Ending
incense burned to Baal,
I
will sing praises to You.
Stopping
Temple prostitutes, whoring,
You
have searched me and known me.
And
Molech child sacrifice.
Rescue
me from evil men.
He
observed Passover days
O
LORD, I call upon You.
Removing
spiritualists.
I
cry aloud with my voice.
His
son returned to evil, shade,
Answer
me in faithfulness.
Dealing
with pagan Pharoah,
The
LORD trains my hands for war.
And
his son to Babylon, boutique.
O
King, I will bless Your name.
Megh
Do
Perdition
has seized Israel,
There
is no deliverance.
With
an Assyria face, apoplectic,
How
long will you love vainness?
And
the hand of Jehovah, magnify,
Heed
the sound of my cry, help.
Knowing
they were not righteous;
Have
mercy on me, O Lord.
An
earthy justice system, passivity,
Or
he will tear me like lions.
Of
tear-stained tribute payments,
Cease
the enemy’s revenge.
For
a divested season, whimsical.
I
will praise Your name, Most High.
Isaiah
prophesied it,
Lo,
the wicked bend their bow.
The
Lord’s angel would strike them,
They
speak falsehoods to others.
In
their camp and remove them,
How
long shall I take counsel?
And
the king by their own hands, candor,
The
Lord looked down from heaven,
A
reward of stale flowers,
Who
walks with integrity.
Discriminating
between, treason,
I
have no good besides You.
The
sentient and non-sentient.
Your
eyes look with equity.
Babylon
assumed justice,
The
Lord is my rock, my fort.
From
their Babel beginnings, myopic mythomania,
“A liar is
forgetful.”7
Night
to night reveals knowledge.
Of
hanging gardens, temples, deteriorate,
Send
thee help out of Zion!
And
a king that would eat grass,
You
have not withheld requests.
Unclothed,
long-haired ox, grazing, neurosis,
O
my God, I cry by day.
In
square fields of mental void,
He
leads me beside waters.
For
the wonderment of all.
He
has founded it on seas.
Daniel
foretold the beastly
Do
not let me be ashamed.
Madness:
cause the Most-High rules, proposal,
Examine
me and try me.
The
kingdoms of trembling men.
My
adversaries stumbled.
He
spoke of the images,
Hear
the voiced supplications.
Of
Persia, Greece, and Roma,
Ascribe
to the LORD glory.
On
illumined horizons,
I
cried and You have healed me.
With
their profaned revelries.
Be
to me a rock of strength.
The
handwriting on the wall, virulent,
Blessed
is the man without guile.
Proclaimed
being found wanting,
My
soul will boast in the LORD.
The
Medo-Persians pushed back, jurisdiction,
Take
hold of buckler and shield.
The
citadel by nightlight,
Iniquity
flatters them.
Slaying
the drunken ruler,
Like
grass they wither quickly.
And
made Darius, the Mede,
Your
arrows have sunk in me.
King
by the hand of Cyrus.
I
refrained even from good.
Darius
sought out Daniel,
He
brought me out of the clay.
“God
is my judge,” to preside, brilliant,
The
LORD shall be called blessed.
Silver
administrations,
Wash
me thoroughly from sin.
But
was seized in petitions,
The
tongue devises mischief.
Of
prayer to Jehovah,
God
has looked down from heaven.
And
was cast in the famed den, experience,
O
God, give ear to my words.
Of
lions hailed for hunger.
I
am surely distracted.
The
shut mouths of those lions, bereft,
Many
foes fight me proudly.
Opened
widely for his tsars,
I
will cry to God MOST HIGH.
As
Cyrus, the Persian king,
In
heart ye work wickedness.
Isaiah’s
“Anointed One,”
Save
me from men of bloodshed.
Repatriated
Hebrews, banquet,
You
have made the earth tremble.
To
Jerusalem, rebuild,
I
call to You when I faint.
The
walls and the Temple round.
My
stronghold, I shall not shake.
That
pre-Zoroastrian time,
Thus,
I have seen Your power.
Pleasured
in their pagan gods,
Hide
me from secret counsel.
Of
fire and sun idols.
Unto
Thee shall all flesh come.
The
Zoroastrian Magi, respect,
So
let the wicked perish.
Having
the Jewish belief,
I
have sunk into deep mire.
Of
a coming Messiah,
Let
them be shamed, confounded.
Will
bring tribute to Jesus.
Save
Your servant who trusts You.
The
region from India,
I
will walk within my house.
To
dark Ethiopia,
Forget
not His benefits.
Was
sent a conspiracy, sterilize,
I
will awaken the dawn!
From
the charmed Shushan palace,
They
have spoken against me.
Decreeing
the death of Jews, ballot,
The
LORD will send His scepter.
By
the black hand of Haman,
Our
feet shall stand in Thy gates.
Who
built a fated gallows.
The
LORD who was on our side.
Xerxes’
Queen of Persia,
My
soul is weaned as a child.
Esther,
of the king’s maidens,
Like
oil on Aaron’s beard.
A
Jewish girl of honor,
I
will bow toward Your temple.
Hastily
interceded, soaring,
You
know when I sit and stand.
On
behalf of her people,
They
continually stir wars.
Myrtle’s
petition bloomed bright,
May
my prayer be incense.
Jews
were saved and Haman hanged.
I
showed before Him trouble.
The
feast of Purim recalls, bade,
No
man living is righteous.
Her
name for bravery as
He
who subdues my people,
Alexander,
the goat, waits, teak.
Every
day I will bless You.
The
11” x 14” oil on canvas painting by Dallas F. Bell Jr. is titled
The
Ferroic State of Sebitttu Leukaemia.
The cuneiform words spell the common seven false gods (sebittu)
beginning at the top left to right; lamassu (protection), utu (sun),
inanna (sex), marduk (creator), lamashtu (demon[s]), adad (weather),
and gula (medicine).8
Megh
Teen
A
political lecher
Lord,
Thou are a shield for me.
Whose
fickle lust, vindictive, pedantic?
The
godly are set apart.
Ever
seeking brass conquests, solidify,
In
the morning, You hear me.
Triumphs
in Jerusalem.
My
soul is greatly dismayed.
Sodomite
son of Philip, proclivity,
My
God, if I have done this,
Alexander
the Greatest
I
consider Your heavens.
God
among his many gods, compulsive deception, barnacle.
“Pseudologos (falsehood); every once in a while
something that is false can start off successfully,
but
with time Veritas (truth) is sure to prevail.”9
My
enemies are turned back.
A
priestly dream told the Greek
Lord,
what can the righteous do?
Of
Persians, effeminate,
Cut
off all flattering lips.
Variant
constitutions,
Enlighten
my eyes, O LORD.
Weakening
definitions, zephyr,
There
is no one who does good.
Of
empire to be engaged,
He
does not reproach his friend,
With
Daniel’s Divine blessing, season,
They
are the majestic ones.
Of
that sanctioned destruction.
You
have tried my heart by night.
The
high priest entreated him
The
LORD is worthy of praise.
To
enjoy forefather’s laws,
There
are no words nor voices.
So,
then he allowed the Jews, facilitate,
Remember
your offerings,
Of
Babylon and Media
For
you meet Him with blessings.
To
also enjoy the laws, oasis.
O
You, enthroned on Israel,
Many
were ready to war
He
leads me in righteousness.
On
his salubrious side.
Who
may ascend to the LORD?
Alexander’s
victories
None
that wait will be ashamed.
Were
divided at his death, foreclosal,
Before
my eyes is Your truth.
The
Samaritans renamed
My
heart will not fear warfare,
Their
Temple for Jupiter,
With
evil speakers of peace.
Having
abandoned God’s laws,
The
God of glory thunders.
Yet
God’s laws were translated
He
brought me out of Sheol.
Into
the one tongue of Greek.
He
is my rock and fortress.
Caesar
became the iron beast, dissonant,
My
bones waxed old all day long.
Snorting
and shoving aside
Magnify
the LORD with me.
Dying
centers of empires, eviction,
Draw
the spear and battle-axe.
On
earth’s breast of pale expanse,
Their
wicked words are deceit.
Inhaling
the strong odors,
Trust
in the LORD and do good.
Of
human sacrifice to
There
is no rest in my bones.
Stone
gods without hearing ears.
My
heart was hot within me.
Plutarch,
Livy, and others
He
put a new song in me.
Keep
light on their emptiness, content,
The
LORD will strengthen the sick.
Building
nests on marshy banks,
Sins
are ever before Him.
As
unbalanced Jezebels,
They
love evil more than good.
Without
just weights or honor,
Everyone
has turned aside.
Among
shadows of tall truths, urgence,
Violent
men have sought my life.
Caress
quivers of rebels.
In
anger, they bear a grudge.
Then,
the prophesied One births, megalith,
When
afraid I trust in Him.
From
sinless pre-existence,
God
will send lovingkindness.
The
Redeemer and God-man,
Those
who speak lies go astray.
Heaven
sent on Isaiah’s
Fierce
men launch attacks on me.
Amorous
pen, a gesture, gimlet,
You
show Your people hard things.
Toward
tomorrow’s paradise, tenuous,
You
are a refuse for me.
For
the virtuous chosen.
How
long will they assail man?
He
grew in favor with God,
His
love is better than life.
And
with man: asking questions
They
aim their speech as arrows.
As
a skillful professor,
He
forgives our transgressions.
Splashing
and baths of waters, aspect,
Let
the righteous exalt God.
Deep
with noble fruition
I
am weary with crying.
Exhausting
hypocrites’ tools
Shamefully
they say “Aha.”
With
thunderous rain showers.
Be
gracious to me, O Lord.
The
point on linear time,
I
hate works of wickedness.
Came
for that Lamb’s sacrifice,
He
who heals all diseases,
A
ransom for the accused, cauterize,
I
will sing praises of thanks.
Payment
for infinite crimes,
They
fight me without a cause.
Frustrated
invitation, palette,
Your
youth are to You as dew.
To
eternal bred sweetness,
Jerusalem
is compact.
In
pearl gated heaven.
They
would have swallowed us up.
His
tomb was flung wide open,
My
soul is like a weaned child.
The
resurrection was seen,
As
the dew of Mount Hermon,
By
apostles and women,
You
made me bold in my soul,
Touching
nail-scared hands, pierced side, goring,
And
You examined my path.
And
fresh kingdom memories,
They
sharpen their viper tongues.
Promised
by the promised One,
Set
a guard over my mouth.
Who
ascended to return.
You
know the path where I walk.
Both
Jew and Greek honor time, paid,
The
enemy has crushed me.
Beginning
at His manger,
What
is man that You know him?
Waiting
His Second Coming, physique.
Great
is the LORD to be praised.
Megh
Chaar
Fog
veils the snow-scaped mountains,
From
His mountain He answers.
Of
the blue destroyer’s eye, semantic,
Meditate
upon your bed.
In
blurred Trimurti union, objectivity.
Evil
shall not dwell with Thee.
Deception
for the rishis,
Return,
LORD, rescue my soul.
Seven
sages, seven stars, astronomy,
Lift
up Yourself against them.
Bestowing
curses or boons
You
crown man with majesty.
On
their mere mortal subjects, effectual.
You
have rebuked the nations.
Those
first children of Japheth
The
LORD’s throne is in heaven.
Pierced
their lotus boys’ right ear
They
question, “Who is our Lord?”
Where
the caste river rises,
And
rejoice when I am moved.
The
reeds pipe tunes and pines grow, heifer,
They
eat my people as bread.
Thick
trunks that face fire and winds,
But
He honors them that fear
Aryan
dominated, revision,
Him;
my portion and my cup.
Indus
Valley priests, skilled right.
I
have kept from violent paths.
Catullus
wrote, sodomite,
The
torrents terrify me.
Of
the many invaders.
Their
line has gone through out all.
Chief
was Alexander’s Greek, officiate,
We
will sing in victory.
Mingling
willed influences,
The
LORD will swallow them up.
As
squatting deer musk on stones, stasis,
In
Him our fathers trusted.
That
sojourners rest upon,
His
rod and His staff comfort
And
begin to resemble.
Souls
not vainly lifted up.
To
the north, another clan,
Make
me know Your ways, O LORD.
Flows
with the Yellow River, disposal,
I
declare all Your Wonders.
Shang
Dynasty stunned with ears
I
ask to dwell in Your house.
That
perceive lightnings and hail,
Repay
them their recompense.
Demanding
sacrifices
The
LORD’s voice breaks the cedars.
Of
human’s intent on play,
Give
thanks to His holy name.
Finding
it so difficult.
He
pulls me out of their nets.
In
the moist height of summer, obstinate,
The
heat of summer drained me.
Warring
states searched for fresh myths,
O
fear the LORD, you His saints.
Of
nature’s laws to govern, restriction,
Without
cause they hid for me.
Lives
with newer impetus,
He
planned evil on his bed.
And
more emotional depth,
The
LORD sees and laughs at him.
Confucius’
school, rational, valence?
My
heart throbs and fails in me.
Merged
with the Taoist, Godless.
My
days are as a handbreath.
That
failed era was followed, eolith,
Your
law is within my heart.
With
Buddhist legend, fiction, indifferent,
Heal
my soul for I have sinned
Where
the mythological,
Against
You, and You only.
Is
indistinguishable,
He
will tear and snatch from tents.
From
the scientific world, coquette,
Have
the evil no knowledge?
Of
clustered theories and proofs, valence,
Behold,
God is my helper.
Capable
of enlightening.
O
that I had wings as doves!
It
was believed that fortune, eolith,
They
waited to take my life.
Depends
on the universe,
My
soul is among lions.
Dictating
the celestial,
They
have venom like serpents.
So
the highest ambition,
They
howl at evening like dogs.
Is
to sympathetically, coquette,
Deliver
with Your right hand,
Behave
in communion with
For
You have heard my vows, God.
Dirt:
Queen Mother of the West.
He
is my rock; salvation.
Their
fierce and cruel being,
My
soul is fat with marrow.
Having
tangled hair, and fangs
They
devise injustices.
Of
a tiger, and a tail,
You
who stills the roaring seas,
Of
a panther, engendered, suspect,
A
Father, and widow’s Judge,
With
felines gargling red wine,
You
know my wrongs and folly.
From
ferocious hairy friends;
Let
all who seek You rejoice.
Ugly,
misshapen goddess.
There
is no god like You, Lord.
As
Buddhist’s ringing right ears,
I
will cut off slanderers.
Were
hearing voices of dead,
The
LORD is slow to anger.
Universe
relics, spirits, hypnotize,
His
truth reaches to the skies.
Demon
guides to cabin doors, pathological lying,
“Who can be
trusted? In what era has it not been
the case (bu
ran)
that what is proper
has been at variance with
common customs?”10
Let
Satan stand on their right.
Picked
out of hell’s gong matrix, lariat,
The
Lord is on Your right hand,
The
first footprint of God’s boot,
An
ordinance for Israel.
Made
its way to Mylapore,
Our
souls have escaped as birds.
The
feet of the apostle,
Israel,
hope in the Lord,
Thomas,
known as Didymus,
As
coming down on Zion.
Ushered
in Jesus’ good news,
All
the earth’s kings will give thanks.
For
salvation of children, pouring
O
LORD, You have enclosed me.
To
fall asleep and dream peace,
Keep
me from wicked men’s hands.
Heaven’s
treasure, clapping hands,
Incline
me not to evil.
The
pleasant part of closed eyes.
O
LORD, You are my portion.
The
States of the Great Mogul, jade,
I
remember the old days.
Han
Dynasty, T’ang T’ai Tsung,
Touch
the mountains that they smoke,
Were
soon blocked by crescent crests, antique.
And
I will sing of Thy works.
Megh
Paanch
Listen
to the singing clouds,
Be
not afraid of people.
As
they turn into dragons, septic,
Peacefully
lay down and sleep.
Wrapped
with beguiling sharp scales, defy,
Make
Your way straight before me.
Clashing
iron and clay cymbals,
My
enemies are ashamed.
Sounding
like a restored Rome, morbidity,
He
makes his arrows fiery.
Amidst
a new Babylon,
All
things are under man’s feet.
Headed
by a beastly fraud, pseudologia fantastica, sardonical.
“Whoever can make you believe absurdities
Can make you
do atrocities.”11
You
have uprooted cities.
The
Seven Seals arrive quick:
Upon
the wicked He rains.
Conqueror
on a white horse,
They
strut about everywhere.
Red
horse rider of warfare,
I
will sing unto the LORD.
Famine
on top a black horse, leper,
Jacob
and Israel rejoice.
Death
siting on a pale horse
Unshaken,
he takes no bribes.
Killing
one quarter of life, lesion,
In
God’s right hand are pleasures.
Martyrs,
terror, and trumpets.
As
for me, I behold Him.
The
Seven Trumpets ring loud:
Smoke
went out of His nostrils.
Hail
and fire burning up plants,
The
fear of the LORD is clean.
The
sea becoming blood, death, radiate,
The
LORD saves His anointed.
Wormwood
poisoning waters,
He
destroys evil sons.
The
sun, moon, and stars darken, thrombosis,
Strong
bulls of Bashan circle.
Locusts
sting as scorpions,
You
have anointed my head.
A
demon army attacks.
That
King of glory will come.
God’s
two witnesses speak truth,
Integrity
preserves me.
The
two olive trees, lampstands, transposal,
Standing
on level places,
With
fire flowing from tongues,
He
conceals me secretly.
Devouring
their enemies,
He
is our strength and defense.
Shutting
up the sky’s rainfall,
The
LORD hews out flames of fire.
And
turning water to blood
His
favor is forever.
Until
the beast murders them.
Be
of good courage and hope.
The
people of many tribes, opulent,
Their
mouth is held with bridles.
Will
look on their dead bodies
The
lions suffer hunger.
Celebrating,
sending gifts, prescription.
Let
destruction come on them.
Their
tormentors believed lapsed,
In
Your light, we see the light.
Suddenly
will breathe and stand,
The
wicked vanish like smoke.
A
voice from heaven beckons
They
repay evil for good.
Them
upward into the clouds.
Surely,
man is merely breath.
The
Great Tribulation starts,
Say,
“The LORD be magnified.”
As
Seven Vials: dire sores, pageant,
Bless
the LORD, God, of Israel.
On
marked beast idolators,
He
will make you know wisdom.
Seas
of blood, and bloody streams,
I
am like an olive tree.
Scorching
sun, and gnawing pain,
Salvation
comes from Zion.
Asians
march to Megiddo, resurgence,
The
Lord is the sustainer.
Babylon
is destroyed.
Yet,
they were drawn unto swords.
Her
sodomite12
slavery, monolith,
Put
my tears in Your bottle.
Of
men, women, and children,
They
dug a pit before me.
The
cashless economy
Shatter
their teeth in their mouth.
Of
marked foreheads and right hands,
Behold,
they belch with their mouth.
Naked
graveyard obsessions, violet,
Shechem
and Succoth is His.
Mad
vanishing sanity,
I
will pay my vows daily.
Ends
old earth theology.13
Vain
men are lighter than breath.
The
seventh trumpet foresees
They
will be prey for foxes.
The
Servant manifested
Their
own tongue is against them.
In
human flesh, incarnate,
They
stand in awe of Your signs.
Who
quenched not hot smoking flax, detect,
You
are like the wings of doves.
Now
coming on a white horse
Let
heaven and earth praise Him.
Called
Faithful and True, the King,
Make
haste to save me, O God!
Diadems,
with eyes of fire.
Show
me a token for good.
His
name is “The Word of God,”
Eyes
shall be on the faithful.
“KING
OF KINGS, AND LORD OF LORDS,”
Man’s
days are as a flower.
Calling
His assembly, materialize,
Judah
is the Lord’s scepter.
To
the great supper of God,
I
am tossed like the locust,
At
the New Jerusalem, zealot.
Therefore,
He will lift His head.
His
sheep follow Him, flowers
Peace
be with Jerusalem.
In
a May rain, like sunshine.
Our
help is in the Lord’s name.
Over
head the white clouds hang,
From
this time forth, forever,
In
thin destined codices,
The
Lord commands His blessings.
Projecting
shadows and types,
The
LORD will perfect my ways.
Enticing
eyes to look up, mooring,
Search
me and know my heart, God.
And
not stumble in darkness,
I
have said, “You are my God.”
Dancing
in the light of truth,
My
eyes are toward You, GOD.
Answering
“to be” questions.
Bring
my soul out of prison.
Thus
ends the rhyming of clouds,14
tirade,
Do
not hide Your face from me.
Conceit
and unfolded seas.
Stretch
forth Your hand from on high,
A
writ for your calculus, critique.
And
all flesh will bless Your
name.
“Thine is
the kingdom
forever. Amen.”15
(Antim
Megh:
The complex system algorithm of the historical nation-state behavior,
presented thusly, may be mapped with an adjacency matrix,16
thereby, serving as a connected model for increased inputted data,
which is rational undeniable mathematical proof of the reality of the
biblical God, Elohim, and the alternative entropy of wicked rebellion
against Him. Proclaiming Christ’s gospel is a mercy in that the
finite proclaimers are innately incapable of its perfect expression
and living it perfectly themselves. However, Father God so loved the
world that He gave His only Son, Jesus the theanthropos Christ
Redeemer, and who ever believes in Him shall not perish but have
everlasting life17
being comforted by His Holy Spirit!)
1
Meghadūta (Hindi megh
meaning cloud,
doot meaning
messenger) by Kālidāsa;
and Antim
Uttar (Hindi antim
meaning
final,
uttar meaning
reply, The Final
Reply). Biblical clouds mean the Lord’s safety and presence (Ex.
13:21-22 etc.), a cover (Job 3:5), the Lord rides on them (Is.
19:1), removed sins (Is. 44:22), tribulation (Eze. 30:3), the Father
God speaks from them (Matt. 17:5 etc.) etc. The subtitle “Clouds
of the Wars of the LORD” is taken from “The Book of the Wars of
the LORD” as seen in Numbers 21:14, which alludes to the now lost
two books of songs (i.e. Jasher etc.). See endnote 14. Some of the
many other references used include the following: Purushottam
Agrawal’s “Padmavat: An Epic Love Story,” Catullus’ “The
Poems of Catullus,” Martin Dougherty’s “Hindu Myths from
Ancient Cosmology to Gods and Demons,” John Glassner’s “A
Treasury of the Theatre” (Vol. 1, world drama from Aeschylus to
Turgenev), Homer’s “Ulysses,” Josephus’ “The Wars of the
Jews,” Juvenal’s “The Sixteen Satires,” Omar Khayyám’s
“Rubáiyát,” Davide Latini’s (foreword) “Chinese Myths and
Tales,” Livy’s “The Early History of Rome,” Lucan’s
“Pharsalia,” Lucretius’ “The Nature of Things,” “Petronius
the Satyricon and Seneca the Apocolocynthosis,” Red Pine’s
“Poems of the Masters: China’s Classic Anthology of T’ang and
Sung Dynasty Verse,” Plutarch’s “Essays,” Alexander
Pushkin’s “Selected Poetry,” Sallust’s “The Jugurthine
War,” A. Saunders’ “Greek Political Oratory,” William
Shakespeare’s “Hamlet,” “The New Compact Bible Dictionary,”
Chrétien de Troyes’ “Yvain: The Knight of the Lion,” S.K.
Verma and R. N. Sahai’s “Oxford English-Hindi Dictionary,”
Yang Wan-Li’s “Heaven My Blanket, Earth My Pillow,” and
Xenophon’s “A History of My Times.”
2
Five syllable lines from
I Chron. 29:11-13; Ps. 72:18-19;
Matt. 6:9; Luke 11:2.
3
Megh
(Hindi meaning cloud) and ek
(Hindi) meaning one, followed in Hindi by cloud two, three, four,
and five respectively.
4
A seven-syllable line
taken from verse 1 of Psalm 3
(David’s first Psalm of 73 in the book of Psalms). It is followed
by verse 1 of David’s next psalm (Psalm 4) in the book of Psalms.
The following sections (cumulonimbus clouds 2-5) will begin with a
subsequent verse (e.g. verse 2 etc.) of the psalm through David’s
73 psalms. David’s Divine style includes writing about himself
while also modeling God, such as saying “the wicked fight against
me” can mean both “wicked humans fight against David” and
“wicked humans fight against God” where the pronouns may be
interchanged specifically with God’s reference, in this case “Me,”
being capitalized. Additionally, the psalm may use pronouns to
address people or God, such as “you have done…” or “You have
done…” respectively.
5
David wrote 73 Psalms in the
book of Psalms. It is divided into 5 books. The multiplication of
the primes of 5 and 73 equal 365, which is the number of days in a
year. The number of primes in 73 is 21, which equals the primes of
7 (the true God’s number) times 3 (the triune reality of Elohim).
6
Written by the Hebrew king,
Solomon in (KJV) Prov. 13:5.
7
A Persian quote meaning “a
liar should have a good memory.”
9
From Aesop, Fables 530 (Phaedrus
Appendix 5). The apostle Paul understood how false beliefs are, in
time, overtaken with truth in his reference to false Greek prophets
as lazy gluttonous liars (Titus 1:12).
10
Taken from Lun
Heng, “Ziji,” by
Wang Chong (Ch’ung). He is alluding to an incorrect relativistic
view of truth from his false religious beliefs.
11
This is a loose translation of a
passage in Voltaire’s (1765) Questions
sur les miracles by
Norman Lewis Torrey in his (1961) Les
Philosophes: The Philosophers of the Enlightenment and Modern
Democracy. Its
atheist (foolish) intent is to say that the God-given sense of
justice leads to crime. Of course, without God there can be no
justice nor universal/eternal authority for defining what is
criminally good and what is criminally bad. Thusly, the meaning
here correctly takes into account the reality of God and ironically
addresses the absurdity of atheism from an atheist’s own hand in
his throes of pseudologia fantastica.
12
The homosexual act of sodomy is
famously named after the ancient city, Sodom, destroyed by God’s
wrathful judgment with brimstone (sulfur) and fire along with
Gomorrah and three other cities of the Jordanian/Dead Sea region (c.
1896 B.C. in Thomas Robinson’s 1992 “The Bible Timeline”), as
recorded in the Bible and recently archaeologically confirmed (Gen.
19; Jude 7-8 etc.). For many thousands of years, it has been common
to use phallus for the expression of those acts. On 2 April 2022, a
phallus was discovered, by Dallas F. Bell Jr. and others, painted on
the sidewalk of the children’s playground and family picnic area
for Cherokee Lake in east Tennessee. It indicated the sexual
meeting place for sodomites. This is a common phenomenon for this
time period. Biblical teaching indicates the just penalty for
sodomy is death or suffer societal judgment for the lack of justice
(Deut. 23:17; Lev. 18: 22, 20:13; I Kings 14:24; II Kings 23:7; Rom.
1:26 etc.).
13
Old earth theology is not
required to provide the Christ Redeemer, as is biblically the
theological case, to mercifully take sin’s sting of just death
away and graciously provide abundant life. See
endnote 14.
14
It is often observed that
history repeats itself and some describe that phenomenon as rhyming.
From a theological comparative analysis of history through
literature as simply demonstrated here, it can be generally proven
that the infinite God of the Bible is the only possible Creator
among the manmade (poly) theistic beliefs. Specifically, old earth
theological beliefs consistent with manmade god(s) are inconsistent
with that efficient and merciful God described in Scripture.
Moreover, the game theory matrix between the biblical God and man
can only result in a win (1) for the true omniscient and omnipotent
God and either an eternal win (1) for each man by individual
acceptance of faith in Him or an eternal loss (0) for each
individual man by denying Him and idolatrously acceptance of another
god(s)—(1,1) redemption or (1,0) damnation. Idolatrous acceptance
of another authority for worship is defacto satanism; Satan is the
only Godless earthly authority (Luke 4:5-8). In the game theory
matrix with God, an eternal loss for man (0) is considered an
eternal win by Satan (1)—lose, win (0,1) conjoined eternal
damnation in hell, since the game theory matrix between God, win
(1), and Satan, lose (0), eternally is win, lose (1,0). Likewise,
the apostate church considers it a win (1) to have individuals
worship its leadership instead of God with those proselytes
eternally loosing (0)—(1,0).
16
Also called a connection matrix
and vertex matrix. Around the 3d century B.C., Chinese advances
were made regarding matrix algebra. Jeremy Gunawardena’s, Harvard
Medical School researcher, 2006 paper etc. addresses matrix algebra
and algorithms on an introductory level. Thanks is extended to
Gunawardena for his kind email exchange with Dallas F. Bell Jr. on
behavioral science applications during April, 2022.
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