SAGA OF DARKNESS VISION OF LIGHT
Chapter Eight - Primordial Being
by Dennis R. Cook
Once inside Old Blackgoat's rustic dwelling we
maneuvered Steven into the kitchen. It had the
We had taken enough chances for one evening.
was no point in losing Steven in the middle of the
because we overlooked some damning injury. We
swelling above the left ear, and one shoulder
severely bruised. A tinge of drying blood from
and mouth made Steven look worse, perhaps, than he
but I couldn't be sure.
Old Blackgoat wasn't taking any chances. Sensing
Steven's need for medical attention, he wrestled the
can of lamb oil from Steven's hip pocket, and
anointed our compadre with the stuff. If nothing
Steven's bedazzled gaze disappeared; it hopped on my
rapidity of Steven's recovery was astounding. I
thought about asking Old Blackgoat for an application of that stuff, but something on the inside
said not to. Instead, I directed my attention
big fella’ who had saved our bacon in the bowels
What were we going to do with him, I wondered,
listening to Old Blackgoat explain to Steven how
foot had stormed out of the pit of hell to rob
of its newest presents. In my excitement,
"Our moving the lamb oil away from the fire pit
cracking the sarcophagus in which he (I pointed
big fella’) was imprisoned, must have done the
trick. It broke the spell on him," I said,
to seem disaffected by everything. "Our main
problem is a tad more complex. Now that we have
man of old, what are we going to do with him?
too tall, too broad, and too heavy to stand,
lie down comfortably in this trailer.
"And his comforts are just the beginning of our
problem," I continued. "I don't want to seem faithless, but what will people think of our giant
companion? What are we going to tell them?
our friend adjust to life in our quaint surroundings?Will
he always be gentle? Will he talk normally?
will be the problem of his origin. What kind of
are we going to concoct? Let's face it, our new
is not human. So.., what are we going to tell
people....we accidentally rescued an alien being from
clutches of fallen angels? Everyone from NASA to
Weekly Reader will be in Old Blackgoat's front yard
now till the cows come home."
"I think those are all valid concerns," Steven
"but I think the more immediate threat will
come from health workers wanting to know if the
fella’ has been vaccinated, although," Steven laughed,
doubt they will be far behind.
“No, Steven said, locking eyes with me to let me
he wasn't joking, "the occupants of those thrones in
belly of that mountain must have had mighty good
reasons for wanting to keep our big buddy captive, and
don't think they'll take his escape lightly. Every
black-hearted thing that ever inhabited a human body
here to Tucumcari will be after us long before
brother. I can't imagine to what lengths the
will go to to get their captive back. We had
better brush up on our understanding of the blood
lamb and the word of our testimony, put on
whole armor of God, and take up our cross, because
going to have some overcoming to do!"
"Just imagine," Old Blackgoat said, "what
man could do for the faith of countless millions
over the world. His very presence at prayer
meetings and revivals worldwide could convert the very
of humanity to Christianity. He could inspire
to practice what they preach..., you know,…,
hope, and love!"
"You are both right on target," I said, "but,"
pointing at the big fella’, who, at that time had
managed to find floor space for his tremendous torso,
"perhaps our friend will help us out a little.
mind answering a few questions for us?" I asked,
great care not to overextend eye contact with
"I am Prometheus, the Cherub, born of the creation
Almighty One that was before man," the creature
thundered, but in a tone devoid of malice. "There
need for you to verbalize your intentions to
question me. I know your thoughts. They have
paintings before my eyes since you entered the shrine
captivity. For you see, mine is the sum of all
vision, as Lucifer's was the sum of all wisdom.
beginning of the creation of God, I have seen all
as through the Great One's eyes. I have tasted
limitless riches of His glory. For eons beyond
wildest dreams I communed with the King of all
creation. I was rich with treasures men cannot
"In that day Lucifer was like unto me. Our
playground was the expanse of the universe and realms
beyond your comprehension provided our dominion.Agelessness and timelessness were ours, perhaps to our
destruction. For there came a day, it seemed,
we could be no longer satisfied with who we had been
in God, and broke away from Him.
"Lucifer was the first to break fellowship with
Father. He became enraged when I revealed to him
had envisioned the Almighty issue a new proclamation
heralding the challenge of salvation. There would
competition held to determine status and power in
heaven. Lucifer would no longer be the anointed
favor unless he fulfilled the conditions of the
covenant. The thought of being less than the most
favored anointed Cherub was more than Lucifer could
stand. He devised a plan to set up a Kingdom of
that would be greater than that of God, tempting
with false visions of greater freedom and power
what they had ever tasted by the hand of the
Father. Those false visions were created my me!
"I joined Lucifer's mad scheme, never realizing
very actions had, as with Lucifer and many other
ones, disqualified us from the very prize the
blessed God was so lovingly desiring to bestow upon
We esteemed ourselves wise, and became fools.
much as we were corrupted by the nightmare of our
creative abilities, we failed to see the justness
Holy One's offer, and that cut us down. The
challenge was merely to remain sinless...a state we
maintained since the dawn of creation. How
simple! But as you say, hindsight is always
"I became enraged at Lucifer when his anger
toward man, and though second in command of
his dominion, favored even in power above the
angels Hell and Death, the lingering compassion
love toward God in me, compelled me to stand for
I longed much to help man overcome his pitiful
after his murder by ruthless Lucifer, but in
doing earned exile from the evil ones. I was
there was no room for compassion in their 'new
order,' only survival of the fittest. I was
I attempted to rejoin with those of God, but
received such stern rebuke from the blessed Gabriel,
dared not, choosing rather to suffer with my
alone, than be made to feel shame at the hands
"On the earth in that day were many valiant
warriors and mighty men, men who had been sired by
dark ones of Lucifer's hoard, a ploy to seal
destruction. I saw my chance to blend in with
other giants of that day, and so, I took a mortal
as my bride and lived as a mortal, but I dared
sire any children. What I did not know of my
was that the heavenly high council, the
'Watchers,' had decreed, as they had been given the
with which to guide the affairs of men, that
any son of God be found in the company of a
woman, the same would be chained in darkness
"The decree had come too late, for already the
of Lucifer's dark ones had corrupted the earth.
good seed of God could scarcely be found, save
out from murderous blows inflicted without
by the wicked. Ultimately, the servants of
Lucifer succeeded in bringing the wrath of God upon
through unholy intercourse, and the continual
violence that was perpetuated by the seed of the
"When the flood came upon the Earth for the
violence in it, I was caught and chained a thousand
in the depths of the netherworld for my
marriage to a mortal woman. Though I sired no
children, it did not matter.
"I had many days to contemplate my wickedness.
could I have been so insane? How could I have
so foolish to leave my first estate and forfeit
place in the Kingdom of Heaven? I was not bitter.
sinned the great sin and was without remedy.
end of my thousand year imprisonment I strode
the earth seeking an answer to my dilemma, when
Lucifer again confronted me with a proposition.
"Help me destroy God and the man He has made to
our place," Lucifer said.
"Go away Lucifer," was my swift retort, "I've
part in your schemes of glory, but they always
"And I walked away. I knew Lucifer was not one
turned down lightly, but I had no idea how he
punish me, and I did not care. After all, was
wretched existence worth so much as a piece of
I thought not!
"On my journey I chanced upon the region of the
and Euphrates rivers, and there came upon the
high tower of Babel. A great celebration was
progress, and I was cheered by the knowledge I
drown my sorrows in the depths of a flask of
but I should have known that would mean trouble.
immortal diva named Astarte feigned my seduction
I was woefully drunken, and led me into the
Lucifer had set for my imprisonment in that
sarcophagus where you found me. She was a demi-
goddess drawn by Lucifer at the time of our fall
his mad scheme of world destruction. When I
refused to use my visionary powers against mankind
Lucifer willed, Astarte took my place. Her
were to create traps and pitfalls for man
any means necessary. The lamb oil was her
invention. Thus, I have been kept bound...,
by words of that substance you, Steven, have
named, pure faith, lo, these thousands of years.
"Do you see my friends, how it pays to follow
Lucifer? I will follow him no more!
"But what of you three?" Prometheus queried,
is it I detect the Spirit of the Living God
you? After the flood it was not so except
few chosen of God."
"Please allow me to put things into perspective
you." Steven said. "The heavenly competition for
"most anointed" has been won by a man. But
is all I am going to say about that right now.
still want to hear more about you. For example,
was Death so afraid of you in it's own sanctuary?"
"Weren't you listening?" I scoffed at Steven. "He
that he, at one time, was second in command,
subject only to Lucifer himself."
"Oh, yes," Steven said, putting his hands
forehead which was apparently still smarting,
guess I'm not quite a hundred percent, yet."
"I guess we will forgive you this time," Old
"I know my next question isn't redundant," Steven
"but how could you have been kept bound
substance of faith in that sarcophagus three
"Is it not known in this day that words of
can bind or heal, curse or cure, build up
destroy? Pure faith has no equal in power among
earthly authorities when activated with words
are void of doubt. Is it not common knowledge
the very fabric of all creation is pure faith,
that faith is the womb of all creation?"
"Well, er, umm," Steven stumbled for words, "we do
that knowledge, but I can't think of many who
become persuaded faith is as powerful as all that."
"I see," Prometheus said, "your world must be
terrible darkness without such power and knowledge.
explains much why Lucifer has chosen the earth as
battleground. There is so little resistance.
is the only shield, the only weapon that can
him at bay.
"I do not believe that my freedom at your hands
mere coincidence," Prometheus continued. "I see
a sign that the one we call Father has granted
right of repentance, though I know not how. I
believe it is the Father's will that I serve you, and
at the same time, how I might regain His Spirit and
Old Blackgoat laughed and rose from his chair.
"Well," the old sage said, "you certainly have
to the right place."
"All this sounds great," I said, "but what
going to do about the problems discussed
earlier? We don't have much time."
"Just let me ask one more question," Steven
interrupted, "and then we'll tackle those issues.
can a corrupt being like Lucifer use the pure
substance of faith?"
"Faith is of the heart," Prometheus instructed,
"whether of the heart of Lucifer to destruction, or
blessings of God to eternal life. The great
monuments to the faith of man, though they are of
if they are not a blessing of God, are they
thrown down or scattered by the winds of heaven?
man build a thing, and God blesses it, shall it
endure the ravages of time and stand forever?
“And as for your questions, Joseph,” Prometheus
surprising me that he had remembered them,
shall address them now. Don't worry,...I
many talents that will enable me to remain
unnoticed in your realm of existence. I do not
eat. Neither do I have to sleep. My body is
regenerating. Unless I ingest food or drink, I
off no waste. I do not need to bathe, for I do
stink with body odor. I do not need clothes.
adjusts to keep my frame comfortable in cold
heat. However, I recognize I must wear them
I travel with you as you see me now. But
observe..., as spirit, I can, at my will, disappear
"Where did he go?" I questioned with amazement.
"I am sitting right here," Prometheus explained,
reappearing as miraculously as he had disappeared.
see," Prometheus continued, "I have no need for
wardrobe. I can go with you all places and not be
or heard. I shall talk with no one, and I shall
violence to a human being.
"As to your most difficult problem," Prometheus
"of now having to contend with three
dangerous devils for having violated their sanctuary,
shall be your defense. Whether together as one, or
as one, I can travel to any spot on planet Earth
moments. And if I stay sober, I will always know
trouble is brewing.
"I must teach the three of you how to use the
substance of faith with power which will enable you
stand any attack of the evil ones whether we are
or together. You see, I desire to accompany
Joseph, and you, Steven, on your upcoming journey
this city that is of the angels."
"What?" Steven said, "city of....oh, you mean
Angeles. Now I get it." Steven batted his
times on that one.
"Yes, that is the city," Prometheus said. "I
to accompany you and Joseph. I will be like your,
Prometheus paused, seeming to search for the right
"uh,...spy. I will spy for you.
"But, Old Blackgoat," Prometheus addressed the old
"since you will be here alone, I cannot leave
defenseless, so if I should sense that you are in
greater danger than you are capable of dealing with,
leave Steven and Joseph and come to your aid."
Steven, Old Blackgoat, and I powwowed for a moment.
do you think? Do we have any alternatives
Prometheus' offer that seem more logical?" I asked
and Old Blackgoat.
"Not in my mind," Steven said. "Finding
Prometheus has leveled the playing field. I mean,
considering what we know about our adversaries that
didn’t know before, what have we got to lose?"
Old Blackgoat remained silent for the moment,
choosing to look within before answering. "I
restraining check in my spirit," the old sagesaid.
"But those kinds of smoke signals from theLord
have been hard to come by lately."
I knew what he meant..., we had been caught in
Death's sanctuary without so much as a hint in our
spirit's that danger lurked near.
"Is it agreed, then?" Steven asked Old Blackgoat and
We both nodded our approval, but Blackgoat summarized.
"We are agreed," the old one said. "Joseph, you
Steven will take Prometheus with you to Los Angeles
tomorrow evening, but, if things get out of hand, here,
will return and help me."