Creation story

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning.
Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made. In him was life, and that life was the light of men. The light shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood it.


Where do we come from? How did this universe begin? And how will it end? How can we solve all the multitude of problems on planet Earth? Is there a god, or many gods, who created us human beings and all the animals and other life on Earth? What about life on other planets? Are we alone in the universe? What happens to us after we die? Is death really the end or does some part of our consciousness go on? These questions have haunted mankind ever since we’ve had time to think of them during the daily struggle to survive. The answers are written in the many holy books of a multitude of religions, as many different religions as there are grains of sand on the beach, or in the desert, which is where many monotheistic religions come from, the deserts of the middle east, or rather the fertile lands of the middle east, wherever there is water.

My story is fantasy fiction, so do not take seriously anything I write here as truth. I am using my imagination to “fill in the gaps” with the Bible and am connecting pagan world mythology with Biblical truths, the stories of the imposter “gods” that set themselves up above the one true God Yahweh, that the Nephilim and fallen angels worked their own doom, and God’s love extends so far even to the lost spirits he will not forget them He can forgive even fallen angels and His love and mercy extends even to the Devil himself, but the Devil cannot receive it because he is too full of hate and anger, and perhaps fear.



The Spirit lay sleeping, dreaming in the dark vast void of space. It felt so alone, so empty and lost. It was desire to be loved, desired someone to know what it was and to love it. As it dreamt, it learned wisdom, and desired to create many things. It dreamt of wonders, of magnificent creation. It saw vast forests of giant trees rising high to the sky, tall mighty majestic high mountains frosted in pristine snow, fields and meadows of beautiful colorful wild flowers with butterflies like fluttering jewels and buzzing honeybees gathering nectar from flower to flower, rivers of rushing roaring water pouring down from rocky cliffs into foamy white waterfall below, warm-colored sunsets in the painted desert, and turquoise tropical seas of fantastic coral reefs of fancy fish and brightly colored coral.


It dreamt of all the creatures, all the animals he would create. It wanted to create mighty dragons, gentle unicorns, sweet playful fairies, noble elves, mermen, griffins, and satyrs.


It thought about all the normal animals it would create.
There would be many fish teeming in the ocean. In the sky there would be both plain and fascinatingly beautiful birds. The birds would rest in trees on or on rocky mountains peaks when not flying. The animals known as mammals would be varied and beautiful. From the mammals would come the most special of all the creation, a being that walked upright on two legs and had arms and hands to use in many ways. This being would be able to lift and turn its head a little bit, it would have a good brain and have intelligence.


Then the Spirit began to imagine of one of the creatures he created disagreed with another creature. What if they fought? What if they hurt each other? What should the creation look like? A storm of questions filled the spirit’s mind and heart. How did it know whether one creation was right or if another creation was wrong? What should it do if a being it creates becomes evil? But what is evil and what is good, and how do you tell the difference? What will his animals do all day? What would they eat? Would they need to eat? How would there bodies work, how long would they live and what would happen if they stopped living? Was their such a thing as death, should there be death and decay or should the first creation go on forever? How could it protect its creatures from hurting each other?


Now the spirit was hurting and confused. It felt like a lost, confused child wandering in the darkness with parents. Who was it? Was it male or female? What does it look like? Dark or light? Heavy or light-weighted? Happy or sad? What material made up its presence? What could it do? How old was it? Should it stay still or do something? Was it hot or cold? Which way should it be? If it loved some things about itself yet hated the others, how would that work?


The spirit cried out in pain, tears falling from its eyes of innocence, love and compassion. it wanted the dream to be beautiful, it wanted all the creatures, animals and people to love each other, and for none to hurt each other. A river of tears flowed from its heart, for it could not bear the thought of any of its creation hurting another creation. The water was sweet and fresh, the source of life.

The Spirit decided that his children made of matter should eat only plant material from the plant life he would create. Yes, it was a he, he would be male and the father of his children. But he also needed a woman, a girl beautiful as a flower and sweet and gentle to love him to help with the procreation of life. He and She decided there would be many beings like them, made of airy divine light that would serve them and help them, to act as messengers, servants, guards, and friends.


It would be outlawed for one creature to harm another, they would not be allowed to eat each other, if one did they would swiftly be punished, but how? How should he punish offenders who broke the rules? Perhaps they should be imprisoned. But where? Some place where they are made miserable. Some place dark and scary, where they cannot leave and have little to no food or water to drink. They should not be allowed to move, their movement could be restrained by objects put on the body that could cause pain. Why would he want to cause pain, to hurt the offenders, the sinners? Because they have broken my rules, my laws. He thought, and the thought made him burn with anger. The anger made the spirit feel hot and fiery.


“No one shall dare break the law! If they do I will punish them by making them face me! I will make them feel as hot as I feel right now!”


A spark and fire was lit. A light was born in the darkness. God roared out his anger like a powerful lion.


The explosion of fire burned him. “Yahweh! That’s hot! That’s what I am! I am fire! I am light! I am justice! I am God Almighty! I am the Alpha and Omega, the bright and Shining Morning Star. My law shall always rule! Those who break my law shall be punished with everlasting fire!


“No! Another voice called out in the darkness. You have hurt me! Look and see what the fire has done. I am now burned black, and you have been reduced to white ashes because of your fiery hot anger. You must control your temper. Don’t hurt our children! You must not hurt your creation. Such punishment is evil. You must forgive your children and teach them right from wrong. If you punish someone in such a way for doing wrong, does that not make you as wrong as they are? You must not reduce our dreams to ashes with your anger. Forgive, my love.”


“Who dare intrudes upon the thoughts of the Almighty God?”

The white pile of ashes said, he still did not know he had been reduced to a pile of ashes because he had no mirror to see himself in. He was now a tiny, ghostly face of white ash.


It saw a charred burned skeleton of a human figure, the bones burned black, bearing on its skull head a basket filled with different kinds of fruit that had also been burned charred black.



“You are evil! I will not tolerate your evil darkness. You must leave, I will vanquish you and punish you with fire!”


“I have already been punished with fire, fool, you have burned me black all over. I barely managed to survive and save the fruit we planned to grow on earth. You must stop before all will be destroyed. We are both already dead, do not do anymore damage, we are spirits.


The ghostly face of Yahweh God challenged Shekinah, the black skeleton woman with the fruit basket.


“You shall be imprisoned for breaking my law.” Yahweh challenged her.


“I have not broken your law.” Shekinah protested. She was very upset about her condition and began to cry salty tears.


Yahweh also was distraught and cried fresh water tears. A cool fresh breeze, a sudden wind, rose up from His thought and blew through the ashes, spreading them out and forming a larger pattern of eyes, nose and mouth in the dark void, went from Yahweh to Shekinah and rubbed off some of the charcoal dust from her burned bones, mixing white ash and black charcoal soot together in the wind. The wind blew through the eyes sockets of her skull and up to the charred fruit on her head. It caught the wet salty tears and the peel of a burned apple. The breeze carried with it Yahweh’s ashy fresh water tears and stardust from his eyes and mouth.


“Foul witch, you carry on your head the fruit of temptation, the fruit of evil. Such fruit shall not be allowed to exist!” Yahweh moaned. He attacked Shekinah and knocked the fruit basket from her head, sending it crashing down into the empty void.


“You have rebelled against my will by bearing forbidden fruit!” Yahweh charged her.


“Why should any fruit be forbidden? They are all your creation.” Shekinah said.


“The fruit of evil must be forbidden, yet you claim that you can do what you like. You are a woman in need of control. I the Master, I am God, I am male and light, power and strength and fire, man must control woman, male was made to rule over female to be the lord and the woman the servant of her husband. Light must rule over dark. You must obey me as your lord and master. Now bow down before me, accept me as King of kings and Lord of Lords, Creator of the universe. I will use your body to make the earth.”
Yahweh said to her.

“If I am the earth, who will be heaven, and who will be the ocean? how will our children get to heaven from the earth? If you are truly God, you should remember that we separated. I am you. I am your female half. I tell you to forgive those who break our law and anger us. I cannot be the earth, I am a part of you, you must accept me back as your female half.” Shekinah said.


“Ridiculous! I have no female half! I demand you lie down and submit to me!” The stardust ghost changed into a glittering white crystal dragon and attacked Ashera. Ashera in turn changed into a black obsidian dragon to defend herself and threw out her forelegs with sharp claws on dragon’s clawed feet to hold the white crystal dragon at bay. Her sharp claws dug into Yahweh dragon’s scaly crystal breast as he reached out with his own forelegs and clawed feet to scratch her forelegs and bit at her head. The two mighty dragon heads, two mouths full of needle sharp rows of fangs bit snapped and roared at each other, drooling and spitting saliva into each other’s eyes.

They twitched and slapped their long spiked tails at each other, and aimed kicks at each other with their back legs, while balancing on the other leg. Each one tried to shove the other off, till finally Yahweh tripped up Shekinah by kicking out her back leg. And she fell down with Yahweh on top of her. He held her down and they both roared at each other. Yahweh spread his huge membranous wings out around her and his back legs and tail held her lower body penned down. He held her forelegs with his own and had captured her head with her snout closed, inside his own jaws. Now at last he could destroy this evil sorceress who challenged his domain. Yahweh decided fire would be the best way to do it, he would finish what he started, all criminals that disobey in his universe would be punished with fire, the fire would burn away the sin, thus purifying them. If only he could punish the villains without harming himself. But He was God, so He should be immune to fire. Nothing could hurt him because he was God.

Yahweh prepared the fire in his belly that would destroy Shekinah. It would be much better if there were no females in his realm, they only caused trouble. He would destroy this one with the fire in his belly and then make no more. He held her down tightly so that she could not move or talk. In his pride and ego it never occurred to him that he would destroy himself in the fire as well. The wind of the Holy spirit blew all around them, and Yahweh was deaf to the child’s voice crying out in the wind. Ashera’s tears flowed as she heard her child crying out, “Daddy, stop, don’t hurt Mommy.”


She could not open her mouth to speak, and in the future, many females would be silenced this way by force. But that does not mean we do not have a voice. Her heart, mind and soul cried out, and with the Power of the Divine she spoke from the depths of her soul. Those three words she whispered were what saved the universe from annihilation, what saved God and all existence from annihilation, saved their divine child and themselves.

Before the flames completely engulfed her, Shekinah said telepathically to Yahweh, “I love you.” She loved him and still forgave him after he had harshly and cruelly condemned her and sought to kill her, and when fire consumed them both and their tears mixed.


The Spirit cried out in pain and woke up. The nightmare was over at last, and now He understood. There was a salt water ocean formed from Shekinah’s tears, and a fresh water ocean formed from Yahweh’s tears. The new born Trinity of a united godhead, Yahweh God the Father, Shekinah God the Mother, also known as the Holy Spirit, and Christ God the child or Son, had no more quarrels within itself. They had now become as one in an embrace of love known as Agape. God would have many names, each name a different aspect of love and righteousness perfected.


As for his former bad attitude of arrogance and harsh judgment, Yawheh, had seen the folly of tyranny and had cast out din, or stern judgment, cruel tyranny, pride arrogance, and condemnation from himself and hidden it in a black hole in space never to be seen again.


Now God could begin the job of creation, now that his/her fears were conquered.


God created the vast universe and the nine planets, with all its hidden secrets. But the Earth he paid special attention to.