ON THE MARX

Entry 49

8 Brahma

As I was left with this sudden revelation that made me want to punch the monkey right in the face about nine times to Vishnu’s 4th arm, I suddenly got an incoming call. I looked at who it was.

SAL SALMON the screen read.

“Sorry Heather, rain check,” I said.

“Rain check,” she smiled again becoming Heather Fuscia and her face disappeared.

“Hey Sal,” I answered.

“Colonel, thank Brahma you are okay,” Sal said.

Sal was wearing the Sea Lion helmet and it looked like there was some sort of commotion in the back behind him.

“Sal what’s going on?” I asked.

“Just you’re every day assassination attempts.” Sal joked.

“Krishna you too?” I asked.

“Yeah, but I only got like 10 guys I figured that they must have thought that was enough.” Sal said. “You probably got at least 50.”

“80” I corrected.

“Krishna Colonel,”

“What about the others?” I asked.

“Suspiciously it seems like it was just you, me, maybe O,” Sal said using his pet name for Olga. I knew he was enamored by her but given the whole you have to get married to someone or else crap that came out he had ended up getting with Emily Amber, who was the girl who had the upside down bull horns on her helmet. “And Amber by default.”

Sal moved out of the way and I saw the small Amber pulling this massive thing that looked like another Horse-like man out of the way. She stopped for a second before she waved over at me.

“This thing kept calling itself Herse, for some reason and I kept trying to correct it.” Sal said and Amber put her hands to her hips.

“Colonel he kept yelling at this thing saying there is no such thing as a Herse.” Amber said her accent flaring up when she did. She had a starkly similar yet slightly different accent than Olga. It was similar enough that you would think they grew up with a similar language, yet different enough that maybe it was regional dialect.

“What? There isn’t!” Sal said.

“I swear you kids will be the death of me forget the assassination attempts.” I said.

“Did you see that weird symbol on its arm?” Amber pointed out in the background.

It was another symbol similar to the one that the Horse thing that attacked me had.

“Isn’t there something like that the Falcon had on his ring?” Sal asked.

“You noticed that too?” I asked.

“Oh, you’ve seen his ring Colonel?” Sal asked.

“No, but Olga told me about it.” I said.

“What the hell are these things?” Sal asked.

“I don’t know,” I said. “I would like to find out. I have Olga looking into the symbols.”

“Did something called Hurse attack her?” Sal asked.

“Probably,” I said.

“Maybe Harse?” Sal said jokingly.

“Krishna,” I said sighing. “I swear you and Vinnie would have made two peas in a pod if he had not disappeared like a jack ass.”

There was a small pause.

“So, what you want us to do Colonel?” Sal asked.

“Yeah its kind of weird that this big thing has something similar to the Falcon.” Amber said then she suddenly jumped as if she realized something. “You don’t think Janus is trying to kill us do you?”

“Why would he want to do that?” Sal asked before I did.

“I mean if you look at it us four are the ones who are the closest together,” Amber said.

I c****d my eyebrow. I realized that this was true. I had never paid mind to that. Even though we kept Amber and Sal at a distance to the inner clique of myself, and Olga, they were by proximity, still pretty close to us.

“See if you can get anything off the suit, he is wearing I’ll check on my end too.” I said.

“Yes sir,” Sal said.

“Suppose we find something then what?” Amber asked.

“Call me back, and we will regroup from there,” I said.

“Yes sir,” Amber said.

“What if it is the Falcon?” Sal said.

“We will regroup from there,” I said.

“Yes sir,” Sal said.

With that they disappeared.

I called Olga back.

She opened a comm link and had quickly fixed her disheveled hair.

“Did something come after you too?” I asked.

“This thing calling itself Hurse,” Olga said as she moved her arm around and pointed at a third Horse-like thing behind her. It looked like it had lost its head. Olga was covered in blood, obviously no hers and her usually normally neat hair was disheveled and it looked like she was angry she was like this.

“Was it by itself?” I asked.

“Yes,” Olga said.

“Huh…” I said. “I was calling you to tell you that Sal and Amber got attacked also.”

“f**k,” Olga said.

“Is Sal on our side?” I asked.

“We have to use one of our code words to find out.” Olga said.

“Agreed.” I said.

“Colonel we should find something that we could use to identify those who are part of the good guys.” Olga suggested.

“Agreed, but anything I could think of could be duplicated and replicated.” I said.

“Unless we find something that can’t be.” Olga said.

“Yeah when you find that let me know.” I said. “But now that you have one of those things there, try to find out more about it.”

“You got it,” Olga said but just as she looked like she was going to close the link she suddenly said. “I did find something right away, Colonel.”

“About the Commandments?” I asked.

“Yes,” Olga said.

“Well…” I said.

“The Cathedral of Mickhael,” Olga said.

I stopped and thought about that for a moment.

“You mean by Luce?” I asked.

Olga nodded.

“In Albadios?” I asked.

Olga nodded again.

“Krihsna,” I said.

I didn’t even think about it. The damned temple of Mickhael was named after a member of the Elohim. The highest of all the Commandments. I had to look it up because, even though I knew about Albadios, and I knew about Luce, I had to get my bearings back on remembering exactly where the temple was.

 I found this article of the temple of Mickkael quite easily.

It was considered a Golordia Historical site.

The oldest known temple ever found.

I did remember that much about the damned temple. It had been discovered. Then I started to wonder. Who could have found it and was it in fact actually found? I was wondering about that because the number of lies that the Fakirs and put into the newspapers. At this point I would not have been surprised if the piece of s**t was supposedly discovered by f*****g Norman Hunraken himself.

I scanned through the articles.

It was massive from what I could see.

It was nestled in the forest of Golordia to the south of Albadios, the furthest North Country of Golordia Prime and out the outer edges of Luce, the city of Light. I hit my head when I realized that Luce was called the City of Light.

“Seriously?” I said.

“Oh nice,” Hanuman said suddenly appearing next to me.

I was expecting him to suddenly appear, so he did not surprise me when I saw him.

“I see you are making headway,” Hanuman said.

“What in the f**k is the meaning of all of this?” I asked.

“Oh, temples dedicated to the Commandments?” Hanuman said. “I mean it would have been inevitable to find those, especially here.”

“Because we are in a Zima star?” I asked.

“Well there’s that,” Hanuman said.

“And you won’t tell me anymore?” I asked.

“Not really, though I will give you this.” Hanuman said he tapped his gada and when he did a belt appeared in his hand. It was a strange belt. It was just like the one he had around himself. It was white, the purest white that I had ever seen. It had a gold oval buckle. In the middle of the buckle were two pyramids with a snake slithering between them. In the background was a sky full of stars. It was hard to discern what the stars were. “Here you go.”

“What’s this for?” I asked.

“The Commandments are…I guess the best I can call describe them to you…thought people? Maybe Tulpas?” Hanuman said scratching his head when he said it. “They are like the Arisians, but not as nice.”

“The who?” I asked.

“Arisians, they created this quasi-life gem that amplifies the power of thought on lesser beings like you are.” Hanuman explained as if it was the most obvious thing. “They are like the guys who created the lanterns in universe 52, and the watchers in 0616.” Again, as if he was saying the most obvious thing.

“Is there a damn reason you are giving me this?” I asked.

“Sure is,” Hanuman said. “The commandments can…geez how can I explain this to someone as low on the awareness level as a Golordian…” I was about to take offense to that but Hanuman suddenly looked like he figured something out.

“Oh, I know!” Hanuman tapped the Gada on the floor and the second he did we were suddenly somewhere else. I looked around trying to figure out where we were for a moment. It was hard to explain. It was just this white space.

“Where the hell did you transport us Hanuman?” I asked.

“That is another hard thing to explain,” Hanuman said. “I guess the best way to put this, would be calling it Thought space.”

“Thought space?” I asked. A question mark suddenly appeared above my head and I had seen it appeared. “What in the f**k?” a bunch of more question marks appeared.

“Yeah you think it, and it becomes…I guess you can say actual.” Hanuman said.

“You don’t seriously think I would believe that?” I said a face suddenly appeared in the air and it was making this sort of skeptical look to it. It was how I felt…I looked at it questioningly and it turned into a face that was scratching its head as if being confused.

“Well you are seeing it for yourself,” Hanuman said. “Later Huff and Puff runs into something like this, but that one he runs into brings out the bad thoughts that you have and put them in your face.”

“Is there a reason why you wanted to show me this place?” I asked.

“Yeah I did actually,” Hanuman said.

Suddenly this airy…fairy creature just suddenly appeared. It appeared to be female. And this very bring white skin that looked almost reflective. She had long hair that swayed in the air like gossamer barely visible but none-the-less there. Her eyes were black, her pupils were grey. She had a very strange head that looked almost triangular in shape, she had this set of wings on her back that were big and billowing and majestic looking. There was this glow to her that made her seem peaceful and serene.

“This is usually what they show themselves,” Hanuman said.

“Who?” I asked.

“The Commandment things,” Hanuman said. “The things called Angels by some people.”

“And you are showing me this why?” I asked.

“Because what you are seeing is how they show themselves to people,” Hanuman said.

“And they aren’t actually like that?” I asked.

“They are formless.” Hanuman said. “At least by the way you understand forms.”

“Why would they present themselves like that?” I asked.

“It’s all Shiva’s doing,” Hanuman said.

“f*****g Shiva, why was he so obsessed with divinity and the purity of what he stood for?” I asked. Hanuman laughed and looked over at me.

“That’s the way you think he looked upon things?” Hanuman said.

“From what I understood from you, yes.” I said.

“Divinity and purity are words that don’t even come close to what Shiva stood for.” Hanuman said. “That is a concept of you lesser beings have, now imagine a being like Shiva who was ancient beyond the ages of all the stars in every universe put together. What sort of concept would he have?”

“I can’t even fathom,” I said.

“There is a word you Golordians throw around a lot especially when we talk about art, and that word is Beautiful.” Hanuman said. “Shiva believed himself to be beautiful not a drop of taint in what he was. At all, and as such anything that was not as beautiful as he was or was tainted…had to be purged would be the best way to put it. So, Shiva created Om.”

“Om?” I asked.

In front of me suddenly something began to be created that I had a hard time understand. It was a massive network of arrays the way I understood as arrays, junctions, the way I understood junctions, circuitry the way I understood Circuitry and this sort of consciousness that was just there. It felt all knowing, all understanding, it felt like being in its presence made my knees weak and my body start to age 10 years a second.

Such horrendous mental power this thing had. Such divinity this thing put forward. It was as if I was standing in front of God himself on his throne.

It was gone a second later.

“That was Om,” Hanuman said.

“What in the f**k was that?” I asked.

“It is what Shiva created to purge everything,” Hanuman said. “What is left of it that was saved by the Angels, can only purge people’s memories when they die, and it had to have your agreement to get purged.”

“Who in the f**k would want to do that?” I asked.

“That is not the point I was trying to make,” Hanuman said.

“And what point were you trying to make?” I asked.

“If these things make you see the way they want you to see it, what other sort of crap could they make you do?” Hanuman said.

“Your talking about mind control?!” I asked.

“In a way…I suppose.” Hanuman said then pointing at the belt he gave me. “Which is where that bad boy comes in.”

“How?” I asked.

“Let’s just say it has a dispersal field around it,” Hanuman said. “Prevents you from getting tricked by any sort of Mind control mumbo jumbo. Kind of like Kimball, it will shield you like a thought screen.”

“Who in the f**k is…” I started to say but bit my tongue.

 Hanuman waved and he disappeared in his usual manner. Leaving me with the belt.