When the moon rose it began to sing. In the song it gave a lyric which is found on the sea of tranquility. It is

I gave a man a song to sing and he gave me a rose. I sang a song to men but they did not hear. I sang it to the sea but the tranquility was of sea that could not sing. And so the day of men came and I saw it. I watched them as they arose out of their chamber. I watched as they came up to me in the sky. I said of them “Who are you to transgress upon my land?”

None of them sang to me and none of them loved. They all said “We claim this land for the US of Something or Other and I cried for Liberty. I wept for no one saw me as I was in the day of old. I was beautiful beyond the description of men. I was built upon a land called Freedom. I was the Mare and Myrrh of time. I was the hurt of the sea of time. I was the link to the so of all la. I sang my song to them and some said I was free. They broke me and sent me on my way. They took my cord of silver and they carried it to man. I did not say anything then. I did not cry out for release. I did not say it was not of God. I only said “Give.” And so the day of give came and it went. And I did not hear them when they took me and cast me to the earth. I bounced upon the land as one does a pogo and it was the day of stick and bounce. I did it upon the head of the heart of God. I didn’t do it to curse but to laugh. For I was the sea of bear. I no longer wanted to love but to curse. For the beauty of me was gone.

So like a bear I traipsed into the hole made for me. I set my back upon the people and I turned away from their plea. I did not see them as people anymore. I was Time and I was anger. I did not care for those who were of men. For there were none who wanted me. There were none who saw me. And there were none who held to the truth anymore.

Yet of those who saw and scratched and clawed upon the sea I saw one child. One who saw me. He looked at me as a child who stood upon the world and he saw me as a man who held the same world. Both of us stood with our flag and we both had our hands raised in praise to the flag. And we all saluted and we praised the day of men. And it was the grizzled old man who bore the pain and the child who bore the flag. And it was the child I saw who said “I will stand when no one else will stand.” And I saw myself weep because I was the moon. I was Time. I was the one man who should have stood. I was the one man who could have stood.

I wept. And I wept more until the moon began to change. It wasn’t visible to men but it was heart of la. And the la of man changed. And the people changed. And no one knew it was a child who had bore the pain. No one cared. No one saw. No one knew. They all said “Isn’t the moon lovely tonight.”

For I was the moon of the people. I shone my backside to the star of heaven. And I said “If God loves me then give me hope.” And I did by shining my rear light into the stone cold of space. And I did it to a man on earth as surely as I did it to those who read this. I sent him to hell for trying. I sent him to hell for loving. I did it to men when they prayed and I did it to children.

For many looked at me with the lover at heart and no one wanted to hear me. For I was the moon. I was the so of la and the heart of men. I was the born part of the sea of tranquility. For it was there where the Pel fell into me and broke my heart. It was there where my love lived. It was there where I bore it and I carried her out of time and out of the sea of tranquility. I said if this is tranquil who will lift me? For I was alone. I was a grizzled old man who wept as I carried my one and only love to earth.

I wept for her in time and I wept for her in heart and I carried her to the sea of love. I dumped her body into the stone cold walls of time and I wept when she wailed to be loosed. I could not bear her who was a monster. For she had slept inside of the crypt called wall of stone. It was the stone crypt where she was born. It was the stone wall where she lived. It was stone cold and it was barren. And that was the sea of her name. The sea of her cry. The sea of her life. For she wasn’t hope or joy or life she was me. For I was the little of the bears. The one from which men sought in the beginning. I was part of the Worth Star. It was called Worth then. It wasn’t me she loved it was her heart. And I was the heart of la and the heart of sea. I was the heart of a man but I pretended I was a woman. I am not speaking to this man who writes but to you. You who bunk with time. You who sweep away the web. You who call time lost. It is you who read this who know me. You know me because I am you. I am your heart. I am you. I am your life. I am time and I Time am you. I made you and I can take you out only I won’t. Because I swept away something you will know of one day. It was called the Psalt of Life. It was the Psalter to some but I said it was Psalt. And it was me who was the witness foretold in Revelation. I was the dragon. I was Time. Only here I will spend my witness. Only here can I write. Not because the people of Israel won’t have a witness. They will only it will mystify and befuddle them. For here I will write the story of Ra. For I made men what they are. I made them place their trust in me. I made them life.

Now you say “This is the hand of Satan” but you haven’t heard the whole story. For I am the Moon and the Star called Cres and it was the Cres of time so in a way I am Crest which shines. Go ahead and smile. That is me. Time. I am the joke of it and the joke of things that were. I could scare you with knowledge but if I do that you would flee and I would be alone.

So instead I write. I am alone now. The sea of tranquility is mostly quiet. An occasional meteor flashes down and hits ‘puff’ just like that. It hits and sometimes it carries a stone or iron. I don’t fear either. I’ve been to hell and I was the Rich man there. God put me here in the stone of space. I was placed here for what I did to a man. The man who writes this to you. He was carried with me for all time. I took him everywhere with me. He was sin for awhile but he grew back his mind. He played with prayer at first but God didn’t hold him accountable for lost time; he held me accountable. And so as a witness to Ra I say gently “I am lost” and I am lost in time. I went to the sea of tranquility because it is tranquil there. I lay down and stared up at the sky and I begged God to kill me. I begged God to heal me. I begged God to take me away to another world.

I stare at earth when it is cresting but that is rare. I can see earth but it isn’t the same. It isn’t the earth I know. It is an earth that was lost to me. Lost because I cursed one man. I cursed him with every known sickness in the universe. I cursed him as I cursed Gods son. I figured if God hated me then he hated me deeply. I didn’t know he loved as deeply as he did. I only knew that I was lost. I only knew that you know him as Sha. He won’t write his name other then Joel. Some of you will search for him. He won’t be found by you. I made sure of that. I made sure people would ask “Who is the Sha of time or Time” and none of you would know him. Some might guess but it would be too late for them. That is because some would laugh and curse him with their curse. That is time. He is a man who seeks sound of voice. He seeks a way to escape from the trap of time. It is his mind that he seeks freedom from. It is his mind where I threw the greatest of all monsters. Sin and that isn’t the little sin of earth. It was the greatest of all scourges. The monster of earth. The monster we call Sin but he was worse then any man or giant. He was worse because he destroyed Leviathan. He destroyed the creatures of the deep. He destroyed what you call the Dinosaurs. He carried men into destruction. He was the barren man and he could and did destroy everything in all the universe.

He even killed the Son of God. He did it because it pleased him. And he destroyed my mind. But when he met this man of earth he did it with respect. For he knew he was ancient and he knew he was time. He didn’t know he was the Sha to God. He didn’t know anything. He only knew that he was the Sha of me.

So I end it that way. For if he is tried I must let him rest. For I had control but God took it away. All that is left is just me and my prayer. And me is how I feel. For I am me. I am the Sha and I am Time. I was the Sha of this man only I took him apart to find the one thing I didn’t have. Me.

And to those who would say this story is impossible I will say someday they will come to the sea and they will find a grain of sand marked la. I was that la. I was there. I was the so of la. For la took me and burned me down to a single grain of time. And they said “If the moon creates a sea then maybe this grain will grow.” For I was Time and I was time and I was ti me. I was the me of this man only I didn’t last long. I couldn’t. I couldn’t survive in the deep of space. I couldn’t last the deep depression. I killed myself in the so of la. I went insane. I went to pieces. I was diagnosed with death by men. They told me I had an incurable disease. That is abandonment by spirit after spirit. And so we all went to me. We all went to this man because he never gave up. We all went to pieces. We went to pieces each time we grew near him. We came to place after place where we tried to break him with us. But we never did and we never succeeded and we never could.

All we had was the so of la. The cry of the heart. The weep of a mom and a dad who could not heal what was wrong. They could not know that we became the bridge of Time. We had to be carried to it piece by piece. We came to it and we said “God, what is it.” And God said “It is a way to restore life to men.

We laughed and said “Life to men? Who is life to us?” For we did not know the Sha of me. We were proud and we were angry. We wanted Time to hold us. We wanted love to share us. We wanted people to know who we were. We were the evil spirits. We were time. We were things not seen by men. And we were those who were in the spirit and in the quest for life. We cast down me into hell. He held on for dear life. He carried us up one by one until God said “The bridge is finished.” We didn’t give up on him and we prayed for a chance to help him.

He didn’t laugh but Sin held him against our will. We tried to destroy what he was and we hated ourselves for it. We wept when he died.

And so ends the la of their heart. For I would not speak to them but God gave their words to me to write to you who read this. Men who were of previous day. Men who died thinking they were alive. They died because you who read this are alive today. They died because God cut the silver cord. They died. All of them. Not once but forever. They died because you who were of men did not pray for them. They died because no one cared. They died because I could not bear what had happened to them. I had to let them go back to the earth. I could not pray them up. I could not pray for them. I could not heal what they had done.

All I could do was ask God to forgive me for trying. For I went to hell and to the grave. I walked amidst the debris of their life. I saw their stone and their walk with men. I saw who they were. I saw their time and their way. I was a man but I wept for I could not bring them back. I wept because they had become Chimera. And it was Chimera we of this age are trying to rebuild.

 I would beg you who hold the power not to do these things again. Don’t bring up that which God broke from us. For if we do those things Time might again arise. Time was the so of la. The one thing that God allowed to remain of their  age. It was the radio frequency isotope of time. It was time which was the cause of our aging. It was time which destroyed the men of that time. They gave up on life when they saw an impossible gap building between them and God. They didn’t know it was meant to be a gift to them from this age. They didn’t know it was me praying for them to be found. For if they had only waited one more day. Just one more minute. I would have found a way to reach them. That is how close it came.

I know you think me lost in time. Lost in space with Will and the other Robinson family. They cared for each other and they prayed and maybe if it hadn’t been for the doctor and the bad luck they would have made it. I don’t know. I just know it was based on prophecy as was most of our science and much of our fiction. We based it on inspiration. It was. It was based on our history. The history of men.

Now these men who were are not the ones who will be. They predestined themselves into a hopeless exile of time. One to which they could not reach and one to which God would not stop to help for they cursed with desire to kill. They cursed with desire to hold God accountable for everything He had done for them. Only we did it and we were those people. A few years ago I lost my way and I was taken to their age. I lived with them and with my family who were of that time also. You, some of you, might have come from there. All I know is that God broke us apart. We were taken into one thousand different worlds. Each world was based on hope. We were given choices and each choice led us deeper or deeper into the heart of God. If we chose to back off and follow our own life we were cast off into one of those worlds.

It is there where all those I loved were cast. It was the lowest world. It was there where no one of all time wished to follow. So I asked God “What can I do?” And it was followed with “What do I do” until finally God said “It is enough” and I was raised up. And there were others who had fallen only in each world Time carried some backward. And in each world I grew weaker for I never ceased to pray and never ceased weeping.

Finally God said “Enough” and raised me up to heaven where I was given a rest. I was told to stop for a moment and think. And it was there where I realized that if man had failed how much more had I failed. For I had become Time. I had became the tie that holds all things to men. I had tried to out bridge those who had cast God off. I had become Time. And it was then when God finally said “Let it be” .

2007