EARTHLINGS fragment
Author: Shirman Stoone
Date: 2023-01-07T23:00:00+00:00

Contents

Bibliographic Record

Biographical Note
chapter I

The man
chapter II

The awakening
chapter III

Elohim

1. The Spirit of Love

2. The Spirit of Joy

3. The Spirit of Peace

4. The Spirit of Patience

5. The Spirit of Kindness

6. The Spirit of Goodness (of the Good Heart)

7. The Spirit of Faithfulness

8. The Spirit of Gentleness

9. The Spirit of Self-Control

10. The Spirit of Modesty

11. The Spirit of Mercy

12. The Spirit of Wisdom

13. The Spirit of Justice
chapter IV

Enemies of Yeahavah
chapter V

Yeahavah יהוה

Epilog

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Title

EARTHLINGS
beginning of the end

Author

SHIRMAN STOONE

Translated by

Mariusz Olchowik

Editor

Reba MaxSon

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Copyright © 2023 by Shirman Stoone

Copyright © 2023 by Publishing House Góra Karmel

ISBN 978-83-964891-3-5

Publisher

GÓRA KARMEL

82-500 Kwidzyn, ul. Mieszka I 1/46

Poland

Biographical Note

SHIRMAN STOONE

Born on the 23rd of August in 1964 in Poland and lives in Poland. The author of the vision of biblical God (His spiritual construction — 26 Spirits). Some think that he has received „keys from heaven”. He was born to enlighten humanity before the approaching end of the world and to prepare people for the arrival of the expected Messiah. At the age of 27 — as he claims — he experienced „the dazzle of the mind” making the spiritual image of the biblical God to whom Christians, Jews and Muslims pray. Usually, he simply calls Him Love. After many years of learning Hebrew he discovers “holy codes”. Now, he is already certain that the vision from the past is “the divine plan”, and the important information for people. Therefore, the delivery of this knowledge becomes the purposes of his life – his mission.

I dedicate this book to Jesus from Nazareth,
to my teacher and the guide in life.

It is my thanksgiving for showing me the true face
and the sense of existence of Yeahavah, our Father.

You who are the Adam of new times.

The only one who overcame the sin and death.
You became the first man without guilt. You restored reverence to God and respect to us, Earthlings.

Emmanuel, our brother into whom immemorial Yeahavah imprinted, just like into the first people,
the divinity of Elohim Spirits, you did not disappoint Him.

I thank you that you sacrificed your life, so that we were able to return before the God’s Face which our first parents lost due to the commission of a sin.

Lord, let us finish this work in the name of our only God,
the Creator of universe.
Let us do this in the name of great Yeahavah
—the Creator of Love.

chapter I

The man

It was the year 5772, B.C. Which month? I have no idea. Anyway, nothing in particular indicated that this day anything happened that was exceptional. As usual, another day comes.

The beautiful blue sky with the rising sun slowly began to enliven the local nature of Jordan. Somewhere in the distance the sound of animals could be heard, a small festival of mysterious sounds, understandable only to its species and maybe to God himself, as the Creator. The vegetation, as usual in the morning, reflects its proper colours and swings into the rhythm of a lightly blowing wind which as every year at this time comes from the north. The smells of all sorts rise jauntily in the air and its perfume makes the passing nose a bit sneezy. This earthly air is still clean, uncontaminated by the civilization and unimaginable destructiveness of the later version of Homo sapiens.

Unfortunately, this blissful idyll as if from a rural meadow is disturbed by the unexpected incursion of intruders. Two bipedal figures with the upright bodies creep like hunters trying to surprise an unaware prey.

Silence, everything, as if suspended and dead, waits for things to happen. Two animals differ from each others species, but also from each other, try to gain the food by hunting. It is the male and the female. He is more powerful, more muscled and with a beard on his face, with a little something hanging loosely between his thighs. She is smaller, with more delicate skin, without hair on the body, with the womb without these extra characteristics for the male, but instead with a couple of breasts in the place proper for the human female.

Are they already people? No, surely not yet. However, their domination in the animal world is visible.

They start to creep. In his left hand I can see a stick. In the other hand, he holds a stone. She silently comes after him. They made a few steps. They stopped. There is only lush thicket in front of them. They begin to look around. They do it in such a way as if they wanted to make sure there is nobody around. Then, they raise their heads and draw up against the wind. The entire ceremony of smelling, listening and looking around lasts literally several seconds. They know they are all alone.

After a moment he approaches the thicket, draws out his hand and seeks something in the thicket. It is the eggs of an animal. Maybe a bird’s, or maybe a reptile’s inhabiting these regions. They are defenceless, because nobody guards them. The male takes out the first one, the second one, the third one. He breaks the shells and eats their content himself. The female greedily looks at the male and gives out some sounds which could hardly be called speech.

However, it is visible in this very characteristic behaviour the expressing of human indignation. The gestures with hands and the mimicry of the face inform the environment that something is wrong. Watching this unpleasant spectacle, one might get the feeling that the body language of this more delicate bipedal animal expresses exactly what it feels at this very moment.

The fuss does not last long, because clearly irritated by his female partner’s behaviour, the male mercilessly repels her so brutally that she falls straight into bushes. The victim, after a moment, rises. She is lightly surprised, because she moves back several steps. No longer does she shout nor does she gesture. She will not risk another approach. She surrenders.

The male, as if nothing had happened, keeps on consuming. He does this in a loud way and from the point of view of a civilized man shabby and primitive. He clicks, slurps and profanes the angelical silence, breathing out every now and then unpleasantly into the air.

After satisfying his hunger, he again reaches into the nest with his hand. He chooses another egg and gives it to the female. She, however, steps aside and bends her head meaningfully, as if she wanted to say: If you do not apologize, you brute, eat it yourself.

Yet, at last she surrenders to her partner and stretches her hand out for the food. She breaks the egg and begins to eat. She absorbs it greedily and in big lumps, soiling herself and the area around. The satisfied male offers her another and third one.

After some time, they are full. They rest. They lie down on the grass and jauntily, observe the blue sky. What do they think about? Maybe it is worth asking if they think at all. I admit that I have no idea. However, their behaviour makes me believe that we deal here with intelligence similar to human intelligence. Maybe it is still primitive, nevertheless already present.

Tired, full and relaxed after a moment, they fall asleep. I can see the male wraps up the body of the female. It is easy to see that our bipedal archeo-lady looks now as a wooden beam embraced by the powerful sawmill clamp protecting it against the fall. Do they dream as people? Unfortunately, I do not know. However, their behaviour while sleeping permits us to think that rather so. Murmurs, sigh, moving from side to side, give the impression that something happens in their heads.

After several hours during which these two do not think, they wake up. Slowly they get up from the natural bed made of a grassy and flowery meadow. The ritual begins. He stretches his limbs. He curves and turns, as if he wanted to straighten every part of his body. She does the same, but more gently and more subtlety. She straightens her hair with her fingers, though there is hardly anything to correct due to the peck of plicate forming the kind of a hairdo reminiscent of the hairstyle of a heavy metal musician from the 80’s in the 20th century.

This weird toilet takes them a couple of minutes. A moment afterward, he approaches the nest and chooses a few more eggs. He gives the booty to the female. I guess that they intend to take the food with them.

The male bends down. He picks up the stick and the stone. He turns round toward the female. He gestures and gives out some indefinite sounds of not completely human speech.

They turn round. Slowly they go in the direction from which they came.

Now, I can clearly hear, as into nooks of the fauna and the flora, still so very frightened, the noise and the buzz return. For a short while it seems that together with the intruders walking away, the danger for the remaining creations has passed.

However, it is probably not the end. Something happens in the sky. Its colour in the twinkling of an eye ceased to be blue. Suddenly, it is not known from where—because it is hard for me to say whether directly from the sky or from other space a, bright cloud appears. Certainly it is a living being, but it does not possess any characteristic look of an animal or a man known to humanity. It is like flying fire or rather like a huge, unusually bright flame in which alternately figures and creatures with different faces, shapes and looks appear. Yet, this flame does not burn anything in the environment. It is friendly, and incredibly nice and pleasant to the senses with energy emanating from its interior.

The unusual waft of the indefinite spiritual warmth, unknown to the creations inhabiting this region, captivates it for a moment, fear and the encoded self-preservation gain over the enchantment. This makes everything stiff including our bipedal predators with an upright body position.

The male and the female are as terrified by a new situation as the remaining creatures. For the moment, the unimaginably perfect silence comes. After a moment a voice from the flame is heard:

Zman kvar (It’s time now). Now another is speaking: Naase adam betzelemnu kidemutenu (Let us make earthlings from our shadow [reflections] against our dying). The following voice adds: Ve yardu ba-daget ha-yam ve-ba-of ha-shamaim ve-ba-behema ve-ba-kol ha-aretz ve-bakol ha-remes ha-romes al ha-aretz. (And they will descend [emanating with our spirit ] into fish of the seas and flyers of the sky [the creatures having the ability of flying in the air], and into the cattle and into all on earth and into every higher [the insect] flying high over the earth).

I recognized this language at once. It is the speech of God. It is the holy old-Hebrew language.

When the voices from the cloud fell silent, a huge flare-up followed. All the living creatures within one kilometre radius lost their consciousness in a split second. The bright Cloud slowly began to shift toward the male and the female. It was as if a human arm moved out of its interior and touched the forehead of the male, and afterwards the forehead of the female with emanating light.

This looked strange. I got the impression that first something was transferred to the male, and then was taken from his forehead and transferred to the female. I noticed also that the bodies lying on the grass after every touch slightly budged. However, both creatures were all the time unconscious. This reminded me a little of the shocks of the defibrillator restoring the work of the stopped heart. I did guess that this had been the duplication, the copying. The copying of what or whom?

After a moment I experienced the unusual dazzle of the mind and I understood what was going on here. The Elohim itself created the first human beings in its own spiritual similarity. Humanity was born. That was the birth of him and her, the birth of the first people.

As we can see the creation evolutionarily got mature enough in its mission and could come to the spiritual birth of the man (ish) and maness—woman (isha) planned from eternity. Elohim (God) created the world.

I need to explain some ambiguity. Eloh is God in Hebrew, and Elohim—Gods. However, do not worry, because the matter with Elohim is a little different from the entire pantheon of Greek or Roman gods. Elohim is one God, his structure is complex. Let me describe the structure of Elohim later because after all I will not break the story in such an essential moment. So what was next?

When Elohim finished the copying, the arm got inside, but the cloud itself increased enormously. It looked like the over one kilometre bright cloud, a pillow or rather an eiderdown with the entire variety of special effects of flashes and flare-ups. This is difficult to describe, but suddenly the cloud sat down on earth and after a moment rose upward together with still all the unconscious animals, shifting in the unknown direction. Surely you may guess that is the holy place known to all of you from the ancient stories.

The cloud moved along the Jordan exactly to the north. First very slowly, but afterwards the cloud accelerated significantly. This was an unimaginable collective levitation of the unaware creatures. Creatures sunk in the momentary nonexistence, not knowing of their future and their destiny.

This looked incredible. Recent enemies marked from their birth with the mark of the food-chain jauntily flowed now in the divine cloud. A lion close to a goatling, the tiger and the wolf close to the sheep, the ox, the fowl, insects, even a big animal looking like a today’s elephant, together with fish were heading in the unknown direction. The magical, collective flight without the participation of media of the matter which are today’s air vehicles.

This lasted all shortly enough. The cloud shifted at that time a dozen or so kilometres, finally to settle together with its content in a garden. The place had been prepared earlier by Elohim and called—I do not know for which reason—by people the Paradise. Though, taking into consideration the apprehension of this word by humanity, this was really the Divine Garden for a human eye.

I must, however, warn all of you because I cannot skip the fact that the Hebrew word IDAN, known more as Eden, did not mean literally the Paradise. It determined rather the epoch and was tied with the word mukdam—early. Together it should be read as the early epoch.

Well, Elohim had created the garden in IDAN MUKDAM (in the early epoch) and put the man there. Maybe what was called in the Holy Book IDAN MUKDAM is nothing else but a historic Stone Age? On the other hand, however, IDAN itself was also a name of a certain area—the geographical land in the basin of the old Jordan River. Anyway, is it really so important to make a fuss about it?

As far as I’m concerned, I consider calling that land conventionally the Paradise, no offence. If people regard this place as the original land of Love, the happiness and the carefree life of creatures together with Elohim, so let it remain this way.

Whereabouts was the magical land of IDAN customarily called by humanity as Paradise?

As you have noticed, our story goes on by the Jordan River. Is that the area of today’s Israel, and in the past the land of Canaan? The land promised by God to Abraham and his descendants. Anyway, yes and no at the same time.

Where does this ambiguity come from? Well, because a place of this momentary miracle was really later the Promised Land. On the other hand, no because the Promised Land was not located where it is located now. So, where was the land of Idan?

To solve this riddle, we must return to the times from before the deluge. This terrible deluge took place more or less 4300 years B.C. It was a cataclysm from which only one family survived, a handful of people together with their unusual luggage, unusual luggage because it was alive.

Who does not remember the story of Noah getting to his ark all vegetation and animals? The flora and the fauna of different kinds and the species, segregated usually in identical pairs. Getting into the huge boat built according to the pattern indicated from the heaven, nobody had an idea what would really happen. They did not know, and even did not suppose, that the wet disaster sent from the heaven as a punishment on the degenerate version of the man would change the earthly landscape known to the man.

Did God want to drown the innocence? Oh no. He usually flooded deviation, violence, injustice as the incurable illness genetically rooted in the being which originally was similar to Him and His excellence.

How difficult it must have been to annihilate his work. How painful and unpleasant to execute. However, when he began the copying, creating the creature similar to Himself, He clearly said:

“Naase adam betzelmenu kidemutenu.”

(Let us make earthlings from our shadow [reflections] against our dying).

These words gladden, but also terrify. Is God at any risk?

Yet, the truth hidden for millenniums at last came to light. In spite of originating from eternity Elohim acknowledges that he is threatened, at risk. Could God be annihilated? No need to worry-no. No, because Elohim is His internal structure and the executive force. Elohim is the Holy Spirit, the core of immortal Yeahavah—God, Creator of all.

You should, however, know that the annihilation of Elohim could lead to the great solitude of Yeahavah and could deprive Him of creativity and the creative power. Let us remember that it could have happened, but did not have to.

Please permit me to develop the theme of Elohim and his exact structure in the further part of my story. I want, however, to pay all the attention to the fact that the sentence expressed from the Bright Cloud was very alarming. It informed everybody that there was a war going on in the space-time continuum, the war against Yeahavah.

Who dared to go against the Creator? We know one thing for sure—somebody wanted to destroy Elohim. And if he intended to destroy Elohim directly then he will try to annihilate Him even more in the creature. And I mean here the new divine creatures to which so recently the Holy Spirit was copied.

Let us move back, maybe for a moment, to the deluge and its geographical consequences.

When the deluge came in Noah’s time, some lands on the continents moved from their original position. The part of the area was flooded creating seas and extending oceans. So did it happen to IDAN and the area around it?

In the beginning, this land was a part of north-east Africa and adhered strictly to today’s area of central-eastern Egypt. During the deluge, this part was torn away and became the area which we currently call Arabian Peninsula, and together with it IDAN, which is located now in the Holy Land, was also moved away. Everything moved significantly to the north, extending the area of the Mediterranean Sea and creating the Red Sea waters.

This entire delocalization by more or less one thousand kilometres north caused Noah’s ark to land on the peak of Ararat mountain, today’s Caucasus. However, the lands of north-east Africa after the tearing apart from the continent became the present Near East. The Near East out of its Mesopotamian part a post-deluge early civilisation in the ancient lands of Accad and Sumer started to shape 4 thousand years BC. Surely the newcomers from the ark or their progeny reached these places to rebuild the world.

Let us return to the land of the first people—to IDAN, to the garden guarded like a fortress.

Looking at this land with the overgrown vegetation, with fruit trees looking enticing, stimulating the palate and arousing the appetite, one could see a highly interesting landscape. Small knolls, lots of green and the main river Jordan floating in the valley irrigating the neighbouring flora and the Divine Garden.

However, the role of the Jordan was a bit wider. And I do not mean its later mission of cleaning sinners with the hands of John the Baptist. I think about the future.

At the time the Jordan was definitely more powerful, though in the area of IDAN it was a small brook. It could be regarded as the head, or rather as the mother of four other rivers, rivers which originated from the floating through the land of IDAN Jordan. These four daughter—rivers constituted powerful sources of water, enough for many neighbouring with IDAN.

The Pison is the first of them. The river Pison flowed through the land of Havilah. If we put this land into a modern map, we could say it is the area of today’s Lower Egypt and upper Sudan. Havilah was an unusually rich land with a lot of valuable, gold, diamonds and the onyx stone. The second of the rivers is the Gihon surrounding the land Kush—today’s Sudan. The third one is the Hiddekel—the Tigris River going through the areas of Assyria. And the fourth river is the Prat whose part of the original river bed became today’s Euphrates.

Unfortunately, the deluge changed the lands and the main part of IDAN together with the Jordan was relocated to the opposite east coast of the Mediterranean Sea. And even though the essential changes happened then, let us remember that the immemorial heritage of the Holy Land remained in this land forever.

MIDDLE EAST before THE DELUGE...

...MIDDLE EAST after THE DELUGE

Epilog

Well. It is time to part with this book. I hope that you will return to it. I imagine your faces while reading. I know, I know. There is a lot of thinking waiting for you. Maybe also changes? I suppose that not at once, but after some time...

You learnt about unusual people’s stories, events, religions, but first of all the structure and the name of God. It is the novelty. I hope that it will help you in life.

Did you believe me? I will be honest. I have not written this so that somebody believes me or not. The matter of the faith or disbeliefs is the individual matter of every man. It is not my problem. What I was supposed to announce—I wrote.

Finishing, I will reveal to you another secret. Before I wrote Earthlings, I had taken an interest in Hebrew. Simply I started to learn it. I mastered the basics in writing and speaking. This was the break-through as far as my previous knowledge was concerned. I will acknowledge that I manage quite well the translation in writing. However, I cannot speak this language fluently. At least, for the time being.

Somewhere at the end of the writing of the book I found out that the number 13 was a number unusually important for believing Israelites. As they claim this number expresses excellence and infinity. This theme inspired me enough that I had decided to learn more. The discoveries were incredible. Hebrew called as the square writing in Jewish beliefs was given to Israel as the holy spelling written with the fire by God. Jews believe that each of the 22 letters of their alphabet is tied with its figure.

I accepted that this was a simple conditioning. Every letter in the alphabetical order constitutes the following figure from 1 to 22. I wrote it down counted. And what happened? Apparently nothing. I came to this what had been discovered long ago. And they discovered that adding up the Hebrew letters in the name of God יהוה, we receive the number 26. Besides, it turned out that the word Love (Ahavah) is the number 13 after totalizing. Also the word EL, which is God, is also 13.

Isn’t that fascinating that at the end of my writing I came to the fact that my visions from the past and the present were not only logical, but also mathematically coherent? Can you explain this? Is this a pure chance or the plan?

I nearly forgot. Of course, as every writer I hope that you will reach for my books. And maybe you have already read The Last secret?

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