Lost Soul: Chapter 1 Ashtar Khreth

“In the beginning God created the heaven and the earth.” Genesis 1:1

My story starts before the beginning. Before the heaven and the earth were created. Before that Creation, we were born of It.

Long before the beginning, there was ONE. It was a singular consciousness, entirely unique and without form, existing in a solitary fashion in a dimension of reality that was also without form. You would call this ONE “a creature of pure energy”, and the dimension of reality “the void”.
The ONE decided that it needed company, and so it divided itself in twain, becoming TWO. The closest analogy in human terms would be the form of asexual reproduction that cells and simple organisms engage in, binary fission.

And thus the first of us was created, the first of its children. Not created from the dust of the ground, or spun out of nothingness by its will, but created from its own self, each one of us its twin. Is it any surprise that we consider ourselves superior to the human race?

Enjoying companionship for the first time in its existence, it created more children and more children. However, it withheld the secret of creation from us, so that all of us were born of it, and not of one another.

Although there are no sex differences in a race of non-physical beings that reproduce asexually, thanks to our long sojourn among those who do have sex differences, we have come to call it our Father.

Not surprisingly, all was not harmonious among its brood of children. You humans complain of having nothing to do. Imagine having nothing but the void, and no one but each other. And so, in order to keep the brood occupied, it began to create.

Not yet on so grand a scale as the planet you call home, but it used its will to create illusions for us to experience and to play in. Each new illusion was more detailed and more interesting than the one before. The void is littered with our old toys.

We learned to duplicate its efforts and to create simple playspaces for ourselves. Our only limitation was how much effort and creativity we put into them.

To give us credit, although it created our playspaces, we created the Game. The Game that would keep us occupied from then, until now, and for the rest of eternity. The only real rule of the Game is that it must be a combination of performance art and competitive sport. Other than that, the Game has been manifested in many different ways as it evolved.

The Game truly reached its zenith after our Father, the Grand Creator, built this playing field that you call the Earth. Because we learned a new way of experiencing the illusions, by calling them reality and playing from the inside of those realities, the Game increased in sophistication, as well as in violence, decadence, and scale. The Game is currently being played all over the Earth, in a variety of different ways, by the many players who still remain here. Those that your popular mythology calls, “fallen angels.”

Its invention of the concept of recording the passage of time, something we’d never been aware of before, allowed for new ways of measuring the rounds of the game and keeping score.

The Game was all during the period known as “pre-diluvian” that took place before the great flood that wiped out all of the human/non-human crossbreeds. Many civilizations flourished and were wiped out as part of the Game. Atlantis was only one of the many, as was Lemuria, Mu, etc.
For the record, there are still a few remaining signs of our civilizations, most of them have been destroyed by the passage of time. “Atlantis” was in the area of Central America and Southern North America, it was pronounced closer to “Aztlantis”. I lived there at one point, but I also lived in the civilization that eventually became known as Egypt. Babylon was one of our city-states as well. Many of us moved from place to place, as we switched teams, got bored, or our city-states were destroyed in the endless wars that made up the Game.

The Great Architect chose to live among a simple nomadic people in North America, until he suddenly abandoned them and came to live in the Middle East to oversee the people that were bred from the few people it salvaged from the area we’d ravaged to the point of not only breeding our race with human, but genetically engineering animal-human crossbreeds.
That’s what it got for not paying attention. While the cat’s away, the mice will play.
And play, we did. I remember “Atlantis”.

It was a beautiful city, if you were one of us. We lived in white-columned gilded splendor. Our every need, want or desire was provided for us by our slaves.

That word offends many, because they think of American slavery, where humans treated other humans as though they were animals. They were kept uneducated and illiterate.

In our culture, although we definitely treated humans like naked apes, we taught them everything that we could invent. Our slaves were artists, builders, cooks, musicians, technicians, warriors, and everything else a civilization needs to function. We did nothing for ourselves; unless that was an experience we wished to have.

It wasn’t until the inevitable decadence set in to the Game, that people began to play with the humans in ways that eventually got us all in trouble. Not only sexual perversity, but the genetic cross-breeds that gave rise to the mythical creatures that are remarkably still remembered after such a very long time. We started with only animals, creating unicorns and gryphons and dragons. Personally, I thought the centaurs were pretty cool, but the Grand Creator nixed them along with all the other creatures that were manufactured in our laboratories, including the bodies of our race.

Since we controlled our own incarnation and re-incarnation, we were able to create the bodies we wished to occupy. We started with human genetic material, and refined it. First, we got rid of the body hair, and then we made ourselves taller and more gracile. As new versions of human were designed, we changed our skin colors and hair types so that we had different “racial” types, as well.

At first, we were all sexless, but eventually we began to give our bodies sexual differentiation as well. Some picked a sex and stuck with it, but many of us chose to alternate between one and the other. Those who preferred to play the War game tended to be “male”, while those who preferred the Game to be less violent (and thus the rounds longer-lasting) tended to occupy female bodies.

Unlike humans who become defined by the bodies they wear, we were entirely free of such constraints, and there were a number of us who preferred bodies that were of indeterminate or mixed sex. Hermaphroditism was always popular among us.

Naming was something that also appeared during this period. Because those who have no physical body do not communicate in the same way as those who do, not only did we not have speech, but we identified each other in ways that cannot even be expressed in speech. Yes, I’m talking about telepathy.

I know that most humans don’t believe it exists, but it’s how we communicated until we had the option to use mouths and vocal chords to speak to one another, and we still continued to use it among ourselves as it is far more flexible and useful than the limitations of verbal communication. Especially when different languages were developed. Two people who speak different languages can communicate telepathically without getting lost in translation.

However, in order to communicate with our human slaves, who could not communicate as we did, verbal speech and the first language was developed. Interestingly enough, it is still used as a written tongue, although the original pronunciation was lost at some point. You call that language Hebrew. It is the same language that was spoken among all of the original humans.
As I said, there are still signs remaining of our ancient culture. You just have to know where to look for them.

The word which I’ve transliterated as Ashtar, shows up from time to time in ancient cultures, in corrupted versions. Aztlantis is a corruption. It means "city of the Ashtars" Ashtar means “child” and “sibling”, basically. It was the word that we came up with to refer to ourselves, and to differentiate ourselves from the humans. At the time, we were not playing the “God” game. We didn’t even understand the concept.

The Grand Creator was our parent, we didn’t worship him any more than you worship yours.
Until we invented religion, of course. Then, we became first the children, priests, and messengers of the senior God, our Grand Creator and Father. And then we became Gods ourselves.

I got very involved in the religion Game. I enjoyed being a “high priest”. In order for it to be a game, there had to be more than one temple and more than one God. Otherwise, it wasn’t a competitive sport.

Others preferred the royalty Game. It was usually tied to the war Game. Whomever came out on top in the most recent round got to be the King. If someone else wanted to be King for a while, another round of the war game would ensue.

I remember going shopping in the bazaar of one of our city-states for a gift for the recently crowned king who was building a new palace with the help of one of our kind who had a fondness for designing enormous buildings. He didn’t like building them, but he did like to design them.
I was wearing long black robes trimmed with gold, and I looked over a variety of designs for a suitably ostentatious decoration for the apex of the tallest tower. I chose one that represented the four winds if seen from above.

I knew our new ruler would enjoy it as he had a preference for flying. It was also solid gold and would thus appeal to his vanity. He had that in large amounts, even for one of us.

The religion game was won differently, the more human worshippers your temple had at the end of a round, the bigger your win. We were constantly working to outdo each other in the size and lavishness of our temples. At one point, not long before the party was over for all of us, there were two temples in one particular city-state.

One was built of white stone, the other of black. I was Khreth, high priest of the black temple, my long-time arch rival Sheran was high priest of the white temple. And he invented a new twist on the Game. He called it “holier-than-thou”. And it attracted a lot of worshippers.

It also attracted a lot of negative attention from his siblings, because it was pure hypocrisy. First, he outlawed human sacrifice. Then he proclaimed that the real purpose of religion was for the God(s) to care for their followers, to educate them, and (get this) not to enslave them.

Fortunately, just as the round was about to end with Sheran as a big winner, the waters started to rise and that particular round ended with both of us losing.

We took it up in Egypt, again.

Next Chapter: More about life in our civilization before the deluge