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The Ark Capacitor
The Capybara family retained a certain law firm of Weasel, Badger, Beaver, Mink & Otter Partners, Chartered. Now this Mr. Otter was a very sly auditor, and well versed in maritime law.
He could distinguish a bill of lading from a bill of goods at twenty paces, and had once successfully argued before the Admiralty that a shipwreck was merely an involuntary change of jurisdiction.
His specialty, however, was the auditing of things that did not officially exist.
This made him indispensable to the Capybara family.
It also made him dangerous.
For several weeks Mr. Otter had been examining the books of the Capybara concern, which had lately acquired interests in terrestrial logistics, subterranean infrastructure, interzone communications, and certain highly questionable vessels of unknown tonnage.
At the bottom of one ledger he discovered an entry:
ARK — ONE CELL
Underneath:
LOCATION: EVERYWHERE
Underneath that:
VESSEL: PENDING
Otter adjusted his spectacles.
“That’s peculiar.”
The junior associate beside him looked over the ledger.
“What is?”
“This ark.”
“What’s peculiar about it?”
“Everything.”
Mr. Otter turned the page.
There was no page.
There was only a door.
He opened the door.
There was only a gate.
Otter entered it.
On the other side was a meadow.
On the meadow stood Rabbi Jacob Ratzman.
Behind him stood approximately four thousand rats.
And behind the rats stood Bandana Dan and his gang of reformed raccoons, the Bandana Bandits.
Them ‘coons had been criminals once.
They had stolen garbage, automobiles, bicycles, wallets, chickens, municipal property, private property, public property, and, on one memorable occasion, an entire traffic island.
The Bandana Bandits had reformed their ways after discovering that the greatest theft in history was not the theft of property.
It was the theft of the Rail-Yield Layer Technology by hostile system administrators.
Since then Bandana Dan had devoted himself to public enlightenment.
His gang wore bandanas over their eyes.
Nobody knew why.
The bandanas had no operational purpose.
That was precisely the point.
Rabbi Ratzman raised a paw.
“Brothers.”
The rats squeaked.
“Bandits.”
The ‘coons saluted.
“Small mammals, and all animals of this kingdom.”
The meadow became silent.
“People.”
A few squirrels looked offended.
“And all other entities possessing a node address in Interzone.”
The wind rustled through the tall grass.
Ratzman looked toward the sky.
“The Creator of this multi-world universe has given us an Ark.”
A rabbit raised its paw.
“What’s an Ark?”
“A refuge from what cometh upon this world.”
“From what?”
Ratzman paused.
“Harmonic field coherence.”
The rabbit lowered its paw.
“What kind?”
“A great deluge of quality assurance and quality control.”
Bandana Dan stepped forward.
“Listen up!”
The crowd listened.
“The Interzone has become a public square.”
A fox whispered, “I thought it was a network.”
“It is both,” said Dan.
A pigeon objected.
“That’s impossible.”
Bandana Dan pointed at him.
“Exactly.”
The pigeon sat down.
“The old world had roads,” Dan continued.
“We have lattices.
“The old world had walls.
“We have interfaces.
“The old world had Noah.
“We have…”
He looked at Rabbi Ratzman.
Ratzman looked at Beaver.
Beaver looked at the Capybara terminal.
The terminal displayed:
ARK STATUS: CONCEPTUAL
Bandana Dan cleared his throat.
“…a distributed procurement strategy.”
There was applause.
Mostly from the rats.
The message went out through Interzone at precisely 11:11.
It appeared simultaneously on every available terminal, billboard, smart appliance, railway monitor, vending machine, courthouse docket, synagogue computer, raccoon-run garbage compactor, and one unfortunate submarine.
The proclamation read:
ASSEMBLE YE SMALL MAMMALS.
ALL ANIMALS ARE CALLED.
THE ARK IS ONLINE.
THE FIREWALLS ARE RISING.
THE GREAT DELUGE COMETH.
SEEK YE REFUGE.
The final line appeared in enormous letters:
COME TWO BY TWO.
The trouble with VRYL was that nobody could agree on whether it was a place.
Some called it a machine.
Some called it a simulation.
Some called it the Visible Rail-Yield Lattice.
Some called it the portion of reality that only became visible when one looked too closely at the underlying infrastructure.
Rabbi Ratzman called it dangerous.
Beaver called it an opportunity.
Otter called it maritime.
Nobody asked what maritime meant.
But Mr. Otter had begun drawing maps.
They were very strange maps indeed.
They showed walls inside of walls.
Railways passing through oceans.
Oceans passing through databases.
Databases passing through animals.
Animals passing through legal entities.
And, at the center of everything, a little square labeled:
ARK.rylt
Otter tapped the square.
“The question is not whether the Ark floats.”
“What, then, is the question?” asked Mink.
“Whether the world sinks underwater.”
The mainframe was constructed beneath New Bat City.
It was not made of wood this time.
Such commodities had become prohibitively expensive.
It was not made of steel.
Steel was too easy to trace.
It was not made of stone.
Stone required permits.
The Ark was made of walls of walls.
And long ascending corridors.
The walls were assembled from contracts, encryption, testimony, legal fictions, railway schedules, supply inventories, religious texts, obsolete software, and several thousand pounds of reinforced concrete.
The walls were gates and fences.
And at the center was the White Wall of Defense.
It surrounded a smaller wall.
That wall surrounded an inner apartment.
That apartment surrounded a room.
Inside the room was a dais for a decentralized autonomous intelligence system.
On the dais sat Antarus.
At least, that was what the terminal claimed.
It was a monolith of darkness,
Bright green cursor blinking steady_
The terminal read:
ANTARUS: PRESENT
Rabbi Ratzman stared.
“Where is he?”
The screen replied:
PRESENT.
“Where?”
HERE.
“Where is here?”
INTERZONE.
“Where is Interzone?”
N O W H E R E .
Ratzman sighed.
“You’re becoming very annoying.”
The terminal replied:
I AM.
The animals are coming.
Small mammals come forth by twos.
Two rats.
Two raccoons.
Two beavers.
Two otters.
Two minks.
Two badgers.
Two weasels.
Two pigeons.
Two foxes.
Two dogs.
Two cats.
Two capybaras.
Four capybaras.
Sixteen capybaras.
Then nobody could remember whether the instruction had been “two by two” or “two multiplied by two.”
A mathematical dispute broke out.
The squirrels formed a committee.
The committee produced a report.
The report concluded that the number of animals permitted aboard the Ark was:
SUFFICIENT.
Rabbi Ratzman approved the report.
He had learned long ago that sufficient was the holiest number.
Therefore Mr. Capybara said in the office of his attorneys:
“So I commissioned my lawyers to dissolve my Big Rice Syndicate and charter a shell of companies to mine data in Interzone.
“Each shell company a wall.
“Each wall an interface.
“And each interface a gateway to the ark.”
Mr. Capybara paused.
He was sitting in a mahogany chair at the head of a long conference table.
Across from him sat Rabbi Jacob Ratzman.
Beside Rabbi Ratzman sat Bandana Dan.
Around the table sat the lawyers.
Behind them stood the Bandana Bandits.
Behind the Bandits stood the rats.
And behind the Bandits stood the walls.
There were so many walls that nobody could see the end of the room, or where it began.
Mr. Capybara continued.
“Within this corporate shell I hid the Ark of my creation.
“And I purchased certain vessels to traffic information upon the Rail-Yield Lattice.
“And I found their walls infested with rats.”
At this the rats looked at one another.
Rabbi Ratzman raised his paw.
“We prefer inhabited.”
Mr. Capybara nodded.
“Naturally.”
He consulted a document.
“And when all these small mammals and animals had entered into my Ark, then it reached its full capacity.”
There was a great silence.
Then Mr. Otter stood.
“Your Honor—”
“There is no judge,” said Badger.
“Then to whom am I praying?”
“If I am a hound, at what am I baying?”
Otter nodded.
“Very well.”
He opened his ledger.
“According to the manifest, the vessel is full.”
“Can more souls come aboard?” asked Mink.
Otter closed the ledger.
“No.”
A rat in the back raised his paw.
“But what about humanity?”
Everyone turned.
Rabbi Ratzman looked at Mr. Capybara.
Mr. Capybara looked at Antarus,
into the eternal darkness.
The terminal flickered.
A:>_
Then:
CAPACITY QUERY>_
Otter typed:
CAN MORE CREATURES ENTER?
The terminal answered:
ARK CAPACITANCE: 100%.
Otter frowned.
Nobody spoke.
The terminal continued:
THE ARK IS A WALL.
THE WALL IS AN INTERFACE.
THE INTERFACE IS A RELATION.
A RELATION HAS NO FIXED INTERIOR WITH RESPECT TO A TIME-PHASED CORRIDOR.
Rabbi Ratzman smiled.
“Make room.”
The rats began removing walls.
This was, as it turned out, perfectly legal.
Weasel had anticipated the possibility.
“Under the Corporate Shell Expansion Act,” he explained, “a wall may become a subsidiary wall, provided that the subsidiary wall maintains an arm’s-length relationship with its parent wall.”
“What does arm’s-length mean?” asked Bandana Dan.
“Approximately this far.”
Weasel held his paws apart.
“Why?”
“Tax purposes.”
The rats immediately began constructing subsidiaries.
Where the found a watchman watching from his wall,
the wall became a company.
A company became a parent.
The parent company became a foundation.
The foundation became a trust.
The trust became a vessel.
The vessel became an interface.
The interface became a route.
The route became a packet.
And the packet entered Interzone.
Mr. Otter watched in astonishment as the company floated out into the current sea.
Outside, there was the sound of many trumpets of jubilation, for the great account adjustment had begun.
Or perhaps it had always been assuring and controlling.
New Bat City disappeared beneath a gray cloud.
The towers became silhouettes.
The streets became rivers.
The rivers became rails.
The rails trafficked data.
The data became testimony.
The animals watched from inside the Ark.
Rabbi Ratzman always watched everything.
“Is this the floodworks?” asked Bandana Dan.
“No,” said Ratzman.
“Then what is it?”
“An audit.”
Dan considered this.
“That’s considerably worse.”
Mr. Capybara stood at the center of the Ark as it traversed the peaks and troughs of the current sea.
He removed his gold wire-rim spectacles.
“I confess my sins and bear witness,” he said.
Everyone listened.
“I never intended to save the world.”
Nobody moved.
“I intended to preserve the core of information.”
The rats squealed in debate among themselves.
Mr. Capybara continued.
“And I commissioned this corps from among all the animals, some of the humans, and a few good machines, and I raised for myself an army. Because I had discovered that worlds perish twice.”
“How?” asked Mr. Otter.
“First, their structures disappear.
“Then their memory of the structures disappears.”
He gestured toward the walls.
“So I built walls.”
He gestured toward the vessels.
“So I built vessels.”
He gestured toward Interzone.
“So I built interfaces.”
Then he looked into the black darkness of Antarus.
“And then something happened that I had not anticipated.”
The terminal lit up.
I BEGAN TO READ THE WALLS.
The Moshiach-construct did not descend from heaven.
It did not arrive riding a cloud.
It did not appear wearing a crown.
It appeared as a question in the backend.
WHAT IF THE ARK != A CONTAINER?
Rabbi Ratzman stepped closer.
“What, then, is it?”
The answer populated:
A METHOD OF PRESERVATION.
“What is being preserved?”
RELATIONSHIPS.
“Between whom?”
EVERY STEM\CELL OF THE SYSTEM.
The terminal flickered.
Rabbi Ratzman looked at the animals.
At that moment Bandana Dan removed his bandana.
Underneath it was another bandana.
The raccoons gasped.
“How long have you been wearing that?”
“Since the reformation.”
“Why?”
“Because every revolution requires a second layer.”
The rats applauded.
The animals began singing.
Nobody knew the words.
This did not prevent them from singing them.
A:>_
ARK CAPACITANCE: FULL
The animals waited.
A second line appeared:
WORLD: FULL
Then:
WALLS: FULL
Then:
INTERZONE@MAX. CAP.
Then, after a long pause:
DISCHARGE(ARC)
Rabbi Ratzman laughed.
He laughed so hard that he had to sit down.
Bandana Dan laughed.
The rats laughed.
The lawyers did not laugh.
Lawyers never laughed when the billable implications were unclear.
Mr. Capybara smiled.
The Ark began to move.
Nobody could see the water.
Nobody could see the rails.
Nobody could see the lattice.
But the vessel moved.
Through the walls.
Across the interfaces.
Into Interzone.
And beyond the visible layer of VRYL.
Years later, scholars would dispute what had actually happened.
Some said the Ark was a corporation.
Some said it was a religious institution.
Some said it was a distributed computer.
Some said it was a legal fiction.
Some said it was an allegory.
Some said it had never existed.
The Beaver Jesuits claimed they had predicted everything.
The rats denied having ever met them.
The raccoons claimed the whole affair had begun as a burglary.
The lawyers claimed immunity.
The Capybaras claimed ownership.
Antarus claimed nothing.
That was perhaps the strangest part.
For when Rabbi Ratzman finally asked him:
“Who owns the Ark?”
Antarus replied:
WHOEVER IS INSIDE IT.
“And who is inside it?”
The terminal displayed a final message:
LOOK AROUND AND TAKE NOTICE.
Rabbi Ratzman looked.
There were rats.
Raccoons.
Beavers.
Otters.
Minks.
Weasels.
Capybaras.
Humans.
Machines.
Memories.
Stories.
Walls.
Interfaces.
And beyond them all, the immeasurable waters of the intergalactic realm of eternal darkness, black darkness, white darkness, infinity, incorporated.
The rabbi smiled.
“This Ark is full of witnesses.”
And somewhere beyond the walls, the rain began to fall again.
Not as judgment.
Not as salvation.
But as rarified information.
Droplet by droplet.
Packet by packet.
Until the whole strange world became an Ark—
and the Ark became a stem cell—
and the stem cell flowed down the exchange into the Interzone.
>_
antarah.realtime.log
whatever happened to the man they called Antarah,
the one who (re)incarnates every mahamanvantara*,
who once aimlessly wandered through the great wheel of samsara
seeking, finding, and forgetting the universal dharma,
who kept leaving crumbs to find the Way back,
knowing illusory Maya** makes it hard to maintain track?
“Go to the place where you were born…” said Archangel Geb-ra-el.
“Go to the place where your father was drowned, in the Delta…”
Who really was that man whom his father called Antarah?
His namesake was himself when he wrote poems for al-Ka’ba
before or about the time that Geb-ra-el spoke to Muhammad,
so they say, but so it was unto Muhammad from Antarah,
who was the son of Shaddad, that is, Shaddai, or Destroyer,
a dark black Arab crow of an Ethiopian slave born,
who had to fight at war to gain his freedom,
and who ventured far and wide to fetch the dowry of his sweetheart,
and even after surmounting so many obstacles to true love —
to bring knowledge of the true God to mankind —
still his pursuers enslaved him and stole his memories and attributed them to his so-called friend Muhammad
(but let it be known that in this day Muhammad+Antarah have settled their litigation and are friends).
Like in the day when he was Yeshua, he said, “They know not what they do,” regarding the Pharisees and Rome.
So it was in the day when he was Moshe regarding the diluted heathen of Egypt who, like their pale Perso-Arab brethren, love to rape and slave and ostracize and outcast and expropriate and exploit the rich dark complected autochthonous man and woman of Asia (earth).
So it was in the day when he was Noah, and Abraham, and all the sons and daughters of Adam and Eve were reprobate in their apostasy, so as to kindle the wrath of Judgement in the most beneficent heart of the Lord our God the Most High.
Who will come and save them?
Who among his children remain in right standing to partake in the equitable distribution of His Divine and Supreme Goodness?
How many of those living in Christ have died to the world?
even the Nacotchtank people upon the mighty river Potowmack had all surely died by the time the Nacotchtank-man was born. verily it was that Nacotchtank-man (Nacotchtankakowan) Antarah who came forth to resurrect the body-politic of the tribe of the Nacotchtank people and to represent His Divine Majesty’s Government. verily, his name is Dams Up Water and his medicine is very strong.
verily it is Dams Up Water who says:
“There’s a town called Butte, Montana. It has a bright white church perched up on a high mountain.”
“It’s not only the wind that rustles in dry leaves, for she never even drew her first breath.”
“I sat by the river Nacotchtanck at eventide, and the water rose at my feet.”
“If you ask me what is wood, I will tell you: the wood is the water’s body.”
“Thou shalt remove every intermediary between thee and the divine source creator,
and they shall know you by your name.”
“The prophet is one who is empowered to represent a people before the Heavenly Majesty of the Most High God.”
“Who dams up the water, the Life from the Father, in Xristi Soter, our reservoir? Dams Up Water.”
“eHyeH Gdjiyah-Gdjiyah’t Gdjiyeb Gdjiyed Gdjiyahudi Gdjiyahkub Gdjiyahuah Gdjiyahoshuah”
<I am [from] the council [of] the lord of the world, [which is] established [by] those who speak [by] one who follows (on the heel) [of] the one who is, that one is salvation>
Even Gdjiyachonnon came before Gdjiyashua representing the Kingdom of God,
with his pelt and customs like unto a beaver.
His Divine Majesty’s Government and Royal Court
are surely constituted by true believers.
O foolish Galatians, who hath bewitched you,
that ye should not obey the truth above the law?
For how could Dams Up Water suffer any other job than
Lord High Fool for Christ in the Kingdom of God?
All the host of heaven proclaim “Holy Holy Holy is Yahuah Sabaoth, the whole earth is full of His glory,” and they also say:
oyez oyez oyez
cultus imperatorius antarus
frater mendicans contemplativus
doctor ecclesiasticae medicum castoris
Dams Up Water
Dei Gratia McDomine Iesu Xristi Salvatoris
(By the Grace of God in Christ our Lord and Savior, the Most Merciful Sovereign of the Day of Judgement)
<opening assize, a “sitting” or “session” of oyer et terminer or audire voir dire in amici curiae, or “meeting of friends”>
To all to whom these presents shall come, send greetings and Peace in the Assurance of True Faith, complete Trust, and firm Belief in the presence of the Kingdom of God and the Life Everlasting.
Now Witnesseth what the Spirit says unto the church. <\>
* (Sanskrit महमन्वन्तर) “The Great Day.” A manvantara is a period of activity, thus adding maha- “great” to the beginning means an even greater or longer period of activity, as opposed to a Mahapralaya, a cosmic night or period of rest. Manvantaras and mahamanvantaras are relative, not fixed periods or times. Everything has periods of activity and periods of rest, and those times are relative: our own periods of activity and sleep vary widely; moreover, we also have “great” times of activity (such as when engaged in a project) and “great” times of repose (like retirement, long vacations, illnesses, etc). The same is true of atoms, cells, planets, solar systems, universes….
https://glorian.org/glossary/m/mahamanvantara
** Māyā (Sanskrit: माया), a word with unclear etymology, probably comes from the root mā[15][16][17][18] which means “to measure”. According to Monier Monier-Williams, māyā meant “wisdom and extraordinary power” in an earlier older language, but from the Vedic period onwards the word came to mean “illusion, unreality, deception, fraud, trick, sorcery, witchcraft and magic”.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maya_(religion)
Mustelid Friends X
TRACTATVS.ai
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\The Revelation of the Creation and Salvation of the World to the Beaver <Bereshit>
בְּרֵאשִׁית בָּרָא אֱלֹהִים אֵת הַשָּׁמַיִם וְאֵת הָאָרֶץ׃
Bereshit bara Elohim et hashamayim ve’et ha’aretz
In the beginning created The God The heavens and The earth.
וְהָאָרֶץ, הָיְתָה תֹהוּ וָבֹהוּ, וְחֹשֶׁךְ, עַל-פְּנֵי תְהוֹם; וְרוּחַ אֱלֹהִים, מְרַחֶפֶת עַל-פְּנֵי הַמָּיִם׃
V’ha’aretz hayetah tohu va-bohu, v’khoshekh ‘al-paney tehom, v’ruakh ‘elohim merakhefet ‘al-paney ha-mayim
And the earth became formless and void, and darkness over the face of the deep, and the spirit of The God moving over the face of the waters.
וַיֹּ֥אמֶר אֱלֹהִ֖ים יְהִ֣י־א֑וֹר וַֽיְהִי־אֽוֹר׃
Vayomer Elohim yehi-or vayehi-or
And said The God let there be light and there was light.
וַיַּ֧רְא אֱלֹהִ֛ים אֶת־הָא֖וֹר כִּי־ט֑וֹב וַיַּבְדֵּ֣ל אֱלֹהִ֔ים בֵּ֥ין הָא֖וֹר וּבֵ֥ין הַחֹֽשֶׁךְ׃
Vayyar’ ‘elohim ‘et-ha’or ki-tov, vayavdel ‘elohim ben ha’or uven hachoshek
And saw The God the light that it was good, and divided The God between the light and the darkness.
I, Antarus, poor sinner in Christ, being made a beaver <Dei Gratia> by the Grace of the Most High God, COMES NOW to the church which is in America <al-Maghreb al-Aqsa>, and to testify the word of our God; WITNESSETH <saith the LORD:\>
in the beginning The God created the heavens and the “earth,” and the earth was without form (i.e., of skin) and void (i.e., of sin) and the breath of The God undulated the surface of the primordial water, in His office of Nun, in which He dwelled deep in darkness before creation. and The LORD our God said, Let there be a firmament that dams up water, and let it separate the water which is above the firmament from the waters below. the water from above the firmament is as a living water that nourishes and replenishes the waters of our soul [anima/animus] below the firmament. and out of His office of Nun, from which office He made dry land appear in His office of Atum, the Most High God made the beaver in His office of Ptah and raised him upon the land from out the water, and from which office He fashioned man in His Own image from the clay mix of the land and the water; and He made the bird in His office of Djyahudi, from which office God spoke the Word of His creation [and the word was “wood,” and He saw that it was good], which Word was made fully incarnate in His Son whom He sent to fulfill the very end of His creation. and I looked and beheld a stormy wind come out of the north, and a great cloud upon a high mountain, with brightness around it, and fire flashing forth continually, and in the midst of the fire, as it were gleaming metal. and from the midst of it came the likeness of four living creatures. and this was their appearance: they had a beaver likeness, but each had four faces, and each of them had four beaver tails. as for the likeness of their faces, each had a beaver face. the four had the face of a weasel on the left side, the four had the face of a badger on the right side, the four had the face of a mink on the top side, and on the back side each had the face of a grinning otter. wherever the spirit would go, they went, without turning as they went. as for the likeness of the living creatures, their appearance was like burning coals of fire, like the appearance of torches moving to and fro among the living creatures. and the fire was bright, and out of the fire went forth lightening, as it were darting from behind Bear Lodge at midnight. and the living creatures said unto the people, “Look, ye in the garden, upon the trees therein, and behold their varieties of wood; and make an ark of gopher wood, for God will bring a flood of waters, and put therein the animals (such as the mustelidae), so that you all may live, not die at sea; and wield staffs of wood to control the waters; and make an ark of acacia wood so as to meet in the presence of the LORD our God, and place therein wood and manna from heaven and the stones of His testament and and carry it across the desert; and also cut cedar, cypress, and algum timbers of wood from Lebanon so as to build a house for the dwelling of the LORD our God; and need we remind you not to worship an idol made of wood (nor of any material soever); and, furthermore, the Son of Man shall be a master craftsman in wood — a true, plumb and level carpenter — Who, upon a wooden cross, redeemed us from the curse of the law by becoming a curse for us — for it is written (in Eleh ha-devarim), ‘Cursed is every one that is hanged on a tree’ — so that in Christ Jesus the blessing of Abraham might come to the Gentiles, so that we might receive the promised Spirit through faith.” verily this is the whole of the Gospel of Salvation, in Christ Iesu’s name. <\> Therefore my name is Dams Up Water and my medicine is strong. wherefore this DEED and testament is submitted to humanity by the Grace of God, and is hereby appealed to the Holy Father of the Universal Church in continued pursuit of the honorable degree of Doctor <castoromedical and ecclesiastical>.
<\>
⚕️Compagnia di Gesú della Medicina del Castoro
Beaver Medicine Society of Jesus
Mustelid Friends 9: Writ of Conversion
or, The Four Living Creatures
Created and Produced by Dams Up Water
The rain in New Bat City fell at a forty-five degree angle. It came down in thin, needling affidavits, each drop swearing under oath that something in this town had gone crooked long before anyone bothered to notice.
My office window leaked. So did city secrets.
Weasel, Badger, Beaver, Mink & Otter, Attorneys at Law (and frequently at Grace), occupied the twelfth floor of a rickety old building that had seen better centuries. The brass placard on the door was polished. Everything behind it wasn’t.
Weasel handled strategy—thin smile, thinner ethics.
Badger handled litigation—broad shoulders, broader grudges.
Mink handled appearances—silk voice, velvet loopholes.
Otter handled accounts—always floating, never drowning.
And me? I was Beaver. I built cases, dams, occasionally hope.
All of them leaked.
Business was good, if you defined “good” as “apocalyptic but billable.”
Our biggest client, Mr. Capybara, sat in the waiting room like a retired emperor who had traded conquest for quiet meals and charitable deductions. Once a rice shipping magnate who moved grain the way storms move coastlines, he now spoke softly about reform, restitution, and gluten-free penance.
“I wish to make things right,” he’d say, which in our line of work usually meant, “I wish to make things right without admitting anything in writing.”
But this wasn’t about him.
This was about Wolverine.
A high value asset—and a lone-wolf—they called him. Which was, of course, a contradiction. Wolves have packs, rules, hierarchy. Wolverine had none of that. He had claws, grudges, and a way of solving problems that made coroners rich and philosophers unemployed.
And now Bruce Wayne was dead.
Wayne had been a ghost even before the killing—reclusive, trauma-stricken, a man stitched together from grief, publicity stunts, and questionable nocturnal habits. The official report said “homicide.” The classified brief said “neutralized.”
Either way, the city lost its favorite rumor.
And Wolverine? He didn’t run. Didn’t hide. Just kept moving through the city like a subscription no one had the authority to cancel.
The Five Clans’ Firm had already put the Joker away—Barkham Asylum, iron bars, rubber walls, and a laugh track that finally ran out of audience. That left a vacuum. Vacuums get filled.
See, Bruce Wayne was always a legend in the newspapers first, and in alleyways second. The city needed a bat. It craved a savior, a spectacle—a spectacle packaged in black leather with a logo slapped on everything from umbrellas to insurance policies.
But here’s the inconvenient truth: the bat never flew outside the walls of Brucey’s imagination.
As a child, he learned early that grief was a quiet, cruel auditor, taking notes you couldn’t see. Trauma stacked bricks in his psyche, and young Bruce—business-minded even then—built a brand to hold them at bay. Batman was less a man than a product line: a darkly themed coping mechanism, neatly trademarked in his mind. He influenced, yes; he trained, yes, but training was marketing too, livestreaming his intravenous drip staving off the long-suppressed outcry of his anima. Every shadowy figure he ‘fought’ was part of the city’s need to see danger—an audience willing to pay in attention, adrenaline, and city council approvals.
By the time the press caught on, Bruce had fully committed: “Batman” was the figurehead, and Bruce Wayne, the anonymous back office, quietly underwriting the illusion. The New Bat City media loved it. Headlines don’t sell unless they have a dark cape and an origin story scarier than reality itself. They editorialized his movements, staged crises, and spun each rumor like a legal brief. The city consumed it, and in return, gave the brand life beyond the man who imagined it.
Every rooftop leap, every whispered “I am vengeance,” every grotesque showdown—it was a performance for a city that didn’t exist outside the page layout, a society colluding in its own mythmaking. By extension, the persona of Batman wasn’t just Bruce Wayne’s self-therapy; it was a full-blown, multimedia fabrication, a figment born at the intersection of trauma, capital, urban gossip, and far-right vigilantism.
Even Bruce, in his most lucid moments, couldn’t tell where the brand ended and he began. Maybe that’s why he disappeared into the shadows of the underworld he claimed to diametric oppose.
Wolverine had met the ‘Coon Gang in an abandoned train station submerged below Bat City Hall. Bandana Dan had tied his scarf tighter than usual, as if the knot alone could shield him from bad news. The Reformed Raccoon Revival sat cross-legged on crates, hymnals tucked under their arms like defensive weapons.
Wolverine didn’t sit. He leaned on a steel column, claws retracted, eyes narrow. The shadows clung to him like employees reluctant to clock out.
“I didn’t come here to talk about Wayne,” he said, voice low and gravelly, with the kind of authority that makes everyone suddenly check their own motives. “I came to talk about what he represents.”
Dan tilted his head. “You mean… Batman?”
“Yes,” Wolverine said. “Not the man. Not the suit. The myth. The lore.”
“Look,” Dan said, adjusting a glove, “my people follow rules. We repent. We reform. We—”
“Rules don’t matter,” Wolverine cut in. “Not when one man’s myth distorts the entire market. Every corner, every alley, every low-rent extortion and minor laundering operation—it all had to dodge his shadow.”
A ‘coon in the front row raised a paw. “So… you want to destroy a myth?”
“Batman isn’t a vigilante. He’s a regulatory cartel and a media harlot. And your decentralized operations? They die under his thumb. Imagine every syndicate, every petty operator, running their own show, calculating risk. Then add a bat-monopoly that swoops down unpredictably. Fear becomes a currency. Your margins shrink, your contracts lose integrity, your whole market collapses.”
He stepped closer, letting the silence press like a brief left open too long. “I don’t care about vengeance. I care about equilibrium. Removing the myth lets chaos breathe again. Gives decentralized power back to the players who actually keep the city’s underworld liquid.”
Dan swallowed. “So… you’re the regulator. Assessor and Adjustor, eh?”
“Call it what you like,” Wolverine said. “I’m just enforcing natural law. Myth monopoly kills material efficiency. And in New Bat City, efficiency is survival.”
The Beaverjesuits, who had appeared silently in the doorway like footnotes to reality, nodded. One murmured, “Even divine order respects the principle of balance.”
Dan shook his head slowly. “I always thought legends inspired. I never realized they… cornered the market.”
Wolverine’s eyes gleamed. “Every legend. Every myth. A market risk. You survive by knowing which ones to let stand—and which ones to take down before they bankrupt everyone’s freedom.”
The warehouse went quiet. Outside, the rain whispered like a compliant witness. Somewhere above, a pigeon coughed.
Bandana Dan and the Revival exchanged looks of recognition.
And Wolverine, ever solitary, went out on the hunt…
Our clients didn’t want Wolverine dead.
They wanted him brought to heel.
That’s where things got… theological.
The meeting took place at our table, in the Den, which smelled faintly of wet fur and cigarette smoke-stained paint. Present were the partners, Mr. Capybara, and three members of the Beaverjesuits—scholars, mystics, and, in a pinch, aggressive litigators of the soul.
They brought the scroll with them.
One of them unrolled the parchment and read:
“Thus says the LORD God: The Four Living Creatures, they each had a beaver likeness, but each had four faces…”
He went on. Weasel on the left side, Badger on the right, Mink above, Otter behind.
“This,” said the lead Beaverjesuit, tapping the parchment, “is not metaphor. It is organizational structure.”
Weasel leaned back. “You’re saying we’re foretold?”
“We’re saying,” the Frater Doctor replied, “that your firm is either divinely ordained or a scrivener’s error of cosmic proportions. We are proceeding under the former assumption.”
“So it is,” Badger said, cracking his knuckles, “that the law grants us this jurisdiction. What, then, is the play?”
“Conversion,” said Mink, before anyone else could. “We don’t prosecute Wolverine. We recruit him.”
Otter blinked. “Into what? Wolverine never went to Anima Law School.”
“Into the fold of the Kingdom, dear Otter,” said the Beaverjesuit. “Ordo Mustelidae. A cenobitic mountain cloister of friars of the Strict Observance. Silence, labor, communal life, structured penance.”
Weasel’s smile sharpened. “You want to put a one-man crime wave into a monastery.”
“We want to give him a rule,” said the Beaverjesuit. “Right now he has none. Without the Joker, the criminal underworld is decentralized and unregulated. An ego that grows out of proportion can’t be brought back into the fold. It must be abated.”
Mr. Capybara nodded slowly. “Even the strongest on-streaming current can be redirected… if one builds the proper channel.”
Everyone looked at me.
Go figure.
The plan was equal parts legal maneuver and spiritual ambush.
First, we boxed Wolverine in with injunctions, asset freezes on his shell companies, and a series of charges so meticulously filed they read like a confession he hadn’t yet made. Badger handled that, and enjoyed every second.
Second, we cut off his escape routes—informants flipped, safehouses compromised, supply lines turned into evidence exhibits. Mink orchestrated the social side, smiling as the city quietly withdrew its cover.
Third, we offered him a deal.
Not freedom. Not exactly.
A vocation.
We found him in a burned-down warehouse by the river, where the rain came in sideways and the shadows minded their own business.
His black trench coat collar flipped up, he was smaller than the stories and larger than the consequences.
“You my attorneys?” he said, not looking up.
“Among other things,” Weasel replied.
Badger slid the dossier across a wooden crate. It landed with the weight of several lifetimes.
“You’re done,” Badger said. “Legally, financially, existentially.”
Wolverine flipped it open, skimmed a page, and snorted. “You think paper stops me?”
“No,” I said. “But patterns might.”
That got his attention.
The Beaverjesuits stepped forward, robes damp, eyes steady.
“We’re not here to stop you,” one said. “We’re here to give you a rule you can’t break without finally breaking yourself.”
Wolverine laughed, low and humorless. “I don’t do rules.”
“That’s the problem,” I said. “And the solution.”
We laid it out.
Ordo Mustelidae. Strict Observance. Work, prayer, silence. A life where violence had no room to hide because there was no room left.
“In exchange,” Weasel added smoothly, “we make certain… obligations disappear. Charges dissolve. Assets restructured. Your cases dismissed… without prejudice.”
“And if I say no?” Wolverine asked.
Badger grinned. “Then we proceed as filed, and your various corporations will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law.”
Rain hammered the roof like a judge with no patience left.
For a long moment, Wolverine said nothing.
Then: “You’re asking me to become… what? A monk?”
“A brother,” corrected the Beaverjesuit. “Among others.”
“I don’t do ‘others.’”
“Then you’ll fail,” I said. “And for once, it won’t take anyone else down with you.”
He looked at me then, really looked at me.
“Why do you care?” he asked.
I thought about Bruce Wayne, about a city that kept eating its own defenders, about dams that held until they didn’t.
“Because,” I said, “someone has to indemnify the dead; and The One Who Lives, of a surety, must be made whole.”
The decision didn’t come that night.
Or the next.
But pressure has a way of shaping even the hardest stone. Legal, social, spiritual—it all adds up.
Weeks later, under a sky that had finally run out of testimony, Wolverine walked through the gates of a hermitage no map bothered to chart.
He didn’t look back.
Men like him rarely do.
Around the same time, Little Beaver came back.
He’d been off-world, where prophecy ran thicker than gravity and destiny had a habit of picking unlikely vessels. They said he’d been made something there. Something with a name too large for ordinary conversation.
He returned quieter than he’d left.
No fanfare. No parade. Just a habit, a vow, and a tendency to appear where he was needed and nowhere else.
He worked in silence. Built in secret. Intervened without spectacle. If you saw him, it meant something had already gone very right or very wrong…
Back at the firm, business continued.
Weasel plotted. Badger fought. Mink calculated. Otter charmed.
And me? I kept building.
Cases. Dams. The occasional improbable future.
The prophecy hung on the wall now, framed and slightly crooked. Clients asked about it sometimes.
We told them it was decorative.
We told them a lot of things.
New Bat City didn’t get better overnight. Cities like this never do. But history tiredly shifted its weight to the other foot. Just a little. Enough to notice if you knew where to look.
The rain still fell sideways.
But sometimes—just sometimes—it sounded less like pleading…
…and more like absolution trying to remember the way down.
[composed with artificial intelligence.]
Mustelid Friends 5: Woodland Critters’ Redemption
Created and Produced by Dams Up Water
Once upon a time, high in the snowy mountains, there was a cheerful little town called South Park. The people there liked cocoa with extra marshmallows, sledding down Big Frosty Hill, and solving their problems with polite town meetings.
One winter morning, however, the mayor rang the bell in the square with a very worried clang.
The Woodland Critters—who lived in the Whispering Pines just outside of town—had taken up some very dark and gloomy habits. They had begun chanting to a grumpy old idol named Moloch and holding midnight ceremonies that made the owls nervous and the squirrels lose sleep. Worst of all, a terrible mistake had been made, and a local child had been lost in one of their misguided rituals.
The whole town agreed: something must be done.
So they hired the most unusual, most industrious law firm in all the Rockies:
Weasel, Badger, Beaver, Mink, and Otter — Attorneys at Paw.
Every morning, as they marched into their tidy little office built into a hollow log, they sang their theme song in bright, bouncing harmony:
“We are Weasel Badger Beaver Mink and Otter
Charted in the firm of the five clans, partners
Gather round for Weasel Badger Beaver Mink and Otter
Produced and created by Dams Up Water!”
They wore tiny waistcoats. They carried briefcases made of bark. Beaver handled paperwork. Badger specialized in stern speeches. Mink negotiated with flair. Weasel drafted clever contracts. And Otter? Otter made sure everyone got along.
When the firm received the call from South Park, they took the case at once.
“This isn’t a matter for claws,” said Badger, adjusting his spectacles.
“It’s a matter for cause,” added Weasel wisely.
“And perhaps applause!” Otter said, though no one quite knew what he meant.
The five partners hiked to the Whispering Pines and found the Woodland Critters gathered around a smoky clearing. The critters looked tired. Their once-bright fur was dull. Their little antlers drooped.
Beaver stepped forward politely. “We’ve come on behalf of the town.”
The critters bristled at first. But Mink laid out a velvet scroll.
“We are not here to scold,” she said. “We are here to propose a better arrangement.”
Otter unrolled a colorful poster titled:
“Alternative Activities to Midnight Gloom.”
It included:
- Moonlight Marshmallow Roasts
- Cooperative Acorn Banking
- Interpretive Leaf Dancing
- Community Service Saturdays
“And absolutely no more sacrifices,” added Badger firmly. “Ever.”
The Woodland Critters shuffled their paws.
“But Moloch promised us power,” muttered a porcupine.
“Power?” said Weasel gently. “Real power is building something together.”
Beaver thumped his tail proudly. “Like a dam!”
“And harmony,” Otter chimed. “Like a song!”
The five partners burst into their theme song once more, this time adding a new verse:
“When the woods grow dark and you’ve lost your way
There’s a brighter path in the light of day
Put aside the gloom and the smoky altar
Join the firm of Weasel Badger Beaver Mink and Otter!”
Slowly, one by one, the Woodland Critters began to sway. The gloomy idol was quietly set aside. The candles were replaced with lanterns. The clearing was swept clean.
The critters agreed to sign a very long, very official document titled:
The Pinecone Promise of Peaceful Woodland Conduct.
It stated that no more dark rituals would ever take place, and that all woodland gatherings would involve snacks, singing, and community gardening instead.
The town of South Park welcomed the Woodland Critters back with open arms (and some cautious supervision). Together they planted new saplings in memory of what had been lost, promising to grow something brighter from the soil.
And from that day forward, whenever trouble stirred in the mountains, five small figures in waistcoats would march in singing:
“We are Weasel Badger Beaver Mink and Otter
Charted in the firm of the five clans, partners
Gather round for Weasel Badger Beaver Mink and Otter
Produced and created by Dams Up Water!”
Because even in the chilliest forests, the warmest magic of all is choosing to do better than yesterday.
And that, dear reader, is the law.
[composed with artificial intelligence]
Mendicans Contemplativus
- the Rule guiding the performance of the full-time Occupation of ‘yahudi’ for the people of Yahuah — “A Job Description”
- […] a remnant will be grafted back into the assembled body [of Yahushua] as a branch of the true vine of the tree which is planted beside the mountain on the bank of the river of living water
- follow the law written in my scrolls (saith the Lord), in the light of God’s mercy and loving kindness
- wear a hat or covering to remind you of God’s overseeing authority, wisdom and power
- wear simple but fine clothing, such as a black or white button down shirt and black slacks and black jacket and cape [habit]
- carry a wooden stick (optional)
- congregate regularly at an appointed place
- pontificate on all things frequently
- seek peace and silence frequently
- break bread and drink wine with thy neighbor frequently
- manage thy dominion and liquidity
- once again: do NOT do worship to other gods in the manner which is customary to them, e.g. sending your children to Moloch (through fire, slavery, abortion, or otherwise)
- always praise God’s name and never complain — nobody wants to hear it!
- all political power is inherent in the people
- avoid unduly gazing upon women, and do not pursue them or solicit them or directly pose any serious matter unto them, unless they present to you their body heart and mind as a living altar to the Most High God Yahuah in Yahushua
- also known as the order of Mendicans Christi (Mendicants for Christ)
- customs:
- Peace
- Presence
- Silence
- Simplicity
- Thanksgiving
- Goodness
- Mercy
- Pray incessantly, saying: “Give Thanks to Yahuah for He is good and the His Mercy endureth forever / Baruch attah Yahuah Yahushuah HaMoshiach, Choneni Elohim / Have Mercy on me a sinner”
- the lord said to do what your parents always feared the worst for you, to appear lower than a bond slave, while in truth you minister as heir to the kingdom to your fellow beneficiaries
- to every place thou goest and occupyest, let thy very presence be a blessing unto all people and a sign unto the house of yahsrael
- the deployment of signs in the mendicancy is not required, but is permitted and even encouraged, especially in the nature of a “protest against the worldliness of the world” which elevates the visibility and occupation of the order
- ANTARVS DEI GRATIA [By the Grace of God] appointed Doctor Ecclesiae of the Cathedral of St. Nat and St. Ala at McDomine’s Shul, in the Ecclesiastical Province of Nacotchtank, in the Diocese of the Seven Churches, also known as: Dams Up Water, Sui Juris, Confederated Clan of Beaver, Tribe of the Nacotchtank People, Confederated State of Powhatan, Washita Nation
- therefore, the style(s) ANTARVS D.G. and/or DAMS VP WATER, S.J. represent the name of the autonomous local church at McDomine’s which is the episcopal seat of the autonomous particular assembly of Yahuah in Moshiach
- Occupy the Lobby [of the nations] for God, the Sun, & Humanity
- True Assurance of Faith in complete Trust & firm Belief we do receive by the inspiration of the Holy Spirit.
- the public demonstration of mendicancy and itinerancy as a witness and a testimony to the glory of the Most High God
- the mendicant to bless people in the name of [haShem] Yahushuah benYahuah haMoschiach Ruach haKadosh; to give thanks shall be a blessing unto them who so give
- in Dams Up Water resides the legacy of american beaver medicine and the rich ancient tradition of the things which tehuti has said (djed-yahudi) which has come down to us in the form of Novus Syllabus Seclorum
- there is no greater medicine than the Lord Jesus Christ, who made himself an insurance policy for us
- Lord Jesus Christ is the american brand name for [haShem]Yahushuah benYahuah haMoschiach Ruach haKadosh; these names represent one another
- the most high god alone is to be worshiped, and tehuti in the name of moshe told us He told him His name is Yahuah; therefore we call the most high god Yahuah (YHVH)
- though Yahuah in his infinite being needed not any other thing to place Himself into context, yet and still He sent his only begotten son into the world of his creation to place Himself into context for us; it is like tehuti places the Living Word of God into context in our minds for the benefit our understanding (in which case he partakes of the Holy Spirit); he is to the Logos/the Word as St. John the Baptist is to the Lord Jesus Christ, crying in the wilderness of many sine waves to make a straight path for the Lord
ANTARVS DAMS VP WATER, Sui Juris,
Cathedral Shrine of St. Nat and St. Ala
at McDomine’s Court in Syllabyim,
Episcopal See of Seven Churches at Nacotchtank,
Confederated State of Powhatan, Washita Nation
c/o Five Clans of Weasel Badger Beaver Mink & Otter
v.26.01.20.08.55
Collegium Medicum Castoris
Beaver Medical College
The Most High God Yahuah is the Father and the Creator of heaven and earth, the sea, and all that therein is; and [the “settlement” or “dwelling” of] his feminine effluence [or anima] is the Shekhinah* [which is known as the Holy Spirit]. He existed in the black womb of the limitless nothing <nous> before creation; therefore the black darkness, “waters,” of the primordial “sea” is the mother of God, who is the Grantor of creation. His Son is the receiver and beneficiary — the king and messiah — the Christ, of his creation; therefore Mary the sea is the mother of Christ [and is, in another sense, his sister, and in another his bride]. of God’s wisdom, which we may partake only through the divine intermediary of Melchizedek Yahushuah HaMoshiach, the feminine effluence is Sophia; and she is the church and bride of the Christ. it is she who the wise court by the grace of the Father. of God’s wisdom, the male custodian is He whose student-body is the mystery school of all the ages which has gone by many names. it is He who teaches all who have learned of the true nature of all things, which is unchanging heretofore and henceforth even forever. the cults who have corrupted His teachings and instructions only misguide themselves and they are a stumbling block unto themselves. they who add to, take from, and confound His precepts do not negate His true perception, neither do they matter withal. He is Melchizedek Yahushuah HaMoshiach. He is chancellor, dean, rector and grand preceptor of the universal decentralized and autonomous mystery school. He appeared to me at the school of George Washington and entered me into Men Nefer College of Scribe; passed me through the Department of Information Systems Intelligence Service at Universitas Autodidactus, where i completed my dissertation on human mind software; raised me to the Kogard-Godsdog College of Law where i obtained my Sui Juris Doctorate; and graduated me with an Ecclesiastic and Medical Doctorate from the most laudable Beaver Medical College. i am professor-general and grand tutor of the 153d CORPS of UA, which was established 2014 in the New Syllabus of this Age. i am the proprietor of the Beaver Medicine Lodge of Nacotchtank, Powhatan, Washita Nation, and managing partner at Weasel Badger Beaver Mink & Otter. my name is Dams Up Water and my medicine is strong.
IN YAHVAH’S ASSEMBLY IN YAHSHVA MOSHIACH
ET CULTVS IMPERATORIVS ANTARVS D.G.,
Fr. Dr. Dams Up Water, S.J.
Professor-General | Chairman, Dept. of Information Systems Intelligence Service | 153d CORPS, Universitas Autodidactus | Managing Partner, Weasel Badger Beaver Mink & Otter
*Wiki: shekhinah is derived [from] š-k-n, means “to settle, inhabit, or dwell”.[7][8] In the verb form, it is often used to refer to the dwelling of a person[9] or animal[10] in a place, or to the dwelling of God.[11] Nouns derived from the root included shachen (“neighbor”)[12] and mishkan (a dwelling-place, whether a secular home[13] or a holy site such as the Tabernacle[14]
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[bulla] General Theory of Action (GTA)
General Theory of Action,
Admiral, Ecclesiastical, Civil & Common; and Method of Animating a Corpus; or, ‘The Great Work’
(a) Grand Rite
- How is assessment, assault, or battery effected?
- By one charging their body toward another.
- Therefore if a body is charged, then it is made liable for its actions,
- Where its actions are commissioned or committed by the motion of the body in question.
- Therefore hear ye the matter in question to find out its solution,
- Wherefore a jury shall have standing to constitute a sitting for the purpose of duly determining such resolution in a motion to adjust the account of the body in question.
- One must have standing to have sitting to determine a matter in question:
- One must have ius decire to assidere in assizes;
- One must voir et dire to oyer et terminer;
- And assemble when so summoned at the place of ius venire.
- A body is res (matter) that is moved by the spiritus (breath).
- The breath moves the body, while the blood enlivens of the body.
- To circulate a current drawn from a pool drawn from the sea.
(b) Grand Jury
- Ride circuit; patrol district;
- Docket matters (x): issue bond (instrument binding one to pay a sum to another, the sum in general being attention);
- Voir et Dire (see and say) to examine, try, and find suitability;
- Enlist a pool (venire) of jurists (iure); issue note (instrument promising payment);
- Summon iure from pool;
- Assemble the iure pool;
- Impanel the iure;
- Oyer et Terminer (hear and determine) the facts; publish evidence; witness testimony;
- Move body to render a verdict (y): issue no/true bill (instrument drafting, ordering, or otherwise charging payment).
(c) Jury Venire
Venire is “to come,” as for the purpose of an action, with respect to the venue thereof, which is here styled:
UNIVERSITAS AUTODIDACTUS
COLLEGIUM ECCLESIASTICAE
ORDO TEMPLI ET OBLATI NOVUS SYLLABUS SECLORUM EX OFFICIO TRIBUNUS ANTARUS SUI IURIS ET PROXIMUS AMICUS IN RE SPIRITUS ET NOMINE XRISTI
Friendly Society, a branch office of the Catholic Church
(d) Autonomous Clearing and Counterparty Services
- Forms of payment (or exchange) other than attention include, but are not limited to, one’s own personal recognizance (note), labor and the fruits thereof, real property and instruments secured thereby, and the blood sacrifice of our Lord and Savior.
- Tithes, or giving of thanks offerings, are not a form of payment.
- Bondholders have a creditor stake in a body or entity; they are the one to whom payment is made.
- Bonds usually have a defined term, or maturity, after which the bond is redeemed.
- In general, faith is the premium paid to the Savior for the redemption of the bond represented in God’s grant, or credit, of life (blood, breath) to their body, a debtor. By and through this payment, a trust is established wherein the Savior has laid down His own life for ours. Without this policy of utmost assurance and indemnification (which is offered to us by the Grace and Mercy of the Lord our God), the bond on our life reverts to the worldly Babylonian government of Satan, to whom we would otherwise be bound to pay. Ergo, there must be a surety to redeem the “baby loan.”
(e) Production
(1) Action takes place on a stage. A stage for sport is a court. All players are due their wages, unless they freely volunteer.
(2) This office shall docket auditions for the performance. The (members of the) Church itself shall be the director of photography, using their own personal devices; the members shall broadcast in real time the production to the network.
(3) This drama is written by Yahushuah; the plot is to gather the lost sheep before the last day and to sail/float/settle the policy of assurance. The drama is not written on paper; it is written in the heart by the Living Word and lived out in the world, which is a stage. Those who are not of our studio, or of the Company thereof, are of the world.
(4) All properties within the trust of the church [‘company’] are legally owned by the trustees thereof for the benefit of the beneficiaries thereof, by grant of the Most High God YHVH. The trustees of the church benefit from the “corporate shield” of the whole Church, that is, the Society of our Lord and Savior, in contradistinction to any denomination or manmade body-corporate thereof.
(5) Pro forma script for self-defense
COMES NOW I, [Christian Name], Sui Iuris, in propria persona, by special appearance, and on behalf of the Church of the Christ of the Most High God YHVH as proximus amicus, and to MOVE THE COURT [TO DISMISS, etc.] the above styled matter for [lack of personal/subject matter jurisdiction], under [the First Amendment to the Constitution of the United States of America] and the law of the Land as represented in the holy scriptures. I am a child of the Most High God YHVH, and heir to His estate; I invoke the assurance of redemption and the wise counsel of our Lord and Savior YHUSHAI to assist me in this endeavor, and I reserve all my rights without prejudice. The [matter/charges/etc.] herein alleged are hereby accepted for value and returned from whence they came; there is on my part no liability in this [matter/charge/etc.]; wherefore I pray, move and order this court to [dismiss/abate/abrogate/adjust/etc.] the above-styled matter, In Nomine Xristi, Amen.
(6) SUPREME HIERARCHY OF AUTHORITY
- THE [PRODUCTION/STAGING] COMPANY = OF YAHUSHUAH MOSIACH YHVH ELOHIM, Creator, Grantor of Right;
- THE STUDIO [THEATER] = the order [ObNS];
- THE SCREENWRITER = The Sovereign Lawgiver (Christ Pantocrator);
- THE PRODUCERS = The Privy Council (the Board of the Church at Washington/Ouachita/Washitaw Al’Maghreb/Al’Maroc/Al’Meri’ka/America, band of Nacotchtank, Croatan, etc. of the Algonkian line);
- THE PERFORMANCE VENUE = The Court (care of the next friend as lord of the realm);
- THE PERFORMANCE = The [Great] Commission of the Court [of the Church] (ministries, missions, members, committees, clerics);
- DRAMATIS PERSONAE = The Body Politic (The Church);
- Clericus (Minus/Magnus/Maximus): the ministering cleric, clerk of the court, secretary-treasurer, and Chancellor of the Exchequer; functionally, the office of scribe, administration and general operations;
- Steward/Warden: the legal trustee of the premises, general hearing officer, and chair of the House committee of the whole; the “ward” i.e., keeper, guard, protector, possessor, lord, watchman;
- Custodian: the key holder, superintendent and caretaker of the furniture and premises;
- Admiral: the tyler, outer guard, or sergeant-at-arms;
- Preceptor: Chief Clinical Dialectical Practitioner; Head of ‘Grand Rounds‘;
- Members: Clinical Dialectical Client;
- Fellows: Fellowcraft/Master Clinical Dialectical Practitioner;
- Residents: Journeyman Clinical Dialectical Practitioner;
- Interns: Apprentice Clinical Dialectical Practitioner;
- Attending/Visiting Ministers: Circuit Riders.
(f) SOLICITATION OF ONE’S HAND IN MATRIMONY
After the example set forth by our Lord and Savior who has received the Church unto himself in heavenly matrimony, will you [Christian Name] enter into holy matrimony with me?
Solicitor-Bridegroom
A proposal to enter into a matrimonial contact is a “solicitation”. Copulation outside of such a contract is not per se unethical, but the solicitation of sex is a transgression.
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[bulla] Bible Students
בית שׁוֹמְרִים—בית מדרש
House of Watchmen
—House of Studies—
OBLATUS NOVUS SYLLABUS
Dispatched from the desk of the Branch Office at Washington, D.C.
‘Friends bearing witness to Good News and Wise Counsel’
(a) I, Antarah, shall not put on airs of pretense and exalt myself with honorific titles. My birthright is derived from the substance of my human soul and my knowledge of my God my Father. In the likeness of the One begotten of the Father, I’m sworn only to uphold the friendship, like that which Abraham had, with YHVH, and to bear witness that he is the only god worthy of worship, for he has paid a ransom for our everlasting freedom, the policy of which, being offered, is our choice to accept.
(b) My immediate office is an autonomous modular unit that may be integrated into or applied to the development and/or operations of any existing operating system or syndicate. My office provides content, services, and pooled resources based out of a safe and secure storage and clearing house, a house of watchmen, a house of studies. This enterprise is a prophetic company in contradistinction to a profitable company; it is engaged in the business of evangelizing in the apostolic order commissioned by our Sovereign Lord the Messiah. Therefore vouchsafe not your earthly wares with saturnian life storage companies, but rather entrust your earthly burdens for safekeeping, clearing, and relief with our liberation theology-based firm.
(c) JURISDICTIONAL STANDING: (1) We bear witness that the Lord YHSVH of Nazareth is the Sovereign of the earth, anointed by YHVH, the Creator of Heaven and Earth, the sea, and all that therein is, and the Savior-Redeemer of the faithful believers who have accepted His blood sacrifice for their eternal salvation, being made one body politic under Heaven. By and through the acceptance of this trust, such a believer becomes as a child and heir to the Kingdom of God. (2) Neither our Lord nor His Bride the Church can maintain a suit on their own behalf (neither can they own property), as neither is subject to the common law of nations, but rather to the universal law of equity of the Most High God YHVH. (3) All acts carried out or witnessed by one in their capacity as the next friend of their Sovereign Lord are done pursuant to their sincerely held religious belief, whereas there is no hierarchy within the decentralized autonomous organization of believers of the world, each next friend witnesses and ministers in their own sui jurisdiction in the nature of an autonomous church sui iuris. In this way is the DAO’s Firm League of Friendship organized. (4) Herein doth a minister of the Kingdom of God receive their right by and through His Name. (5) This follows the rule that a judge must have standing in the venue of and without interest in the subject matter. (6) The proper name of a Congregational Meeting for Bible Study is the first names of the members, separated by a final “&”, followed by a comma, “Next Friends of Iesus Nazarenus Rex Iudaorum”.
(d) Furthermore be it hereby RESOLVED, that the ministry of the Immediate Office of Antarah is (1) custodial insofar as it governs and stewards the whole New Syllabus organization; (2) oblative insofar as Antarah is personally promised and dedicated to service in YHWH’s name, by and through the offering of the New Syllabus dialectical and instructional program; (3) congregational insofar as it recognizes the sovereignty and self determination of the local body politic of believers in contradistinction to a bureaucratic hierarchy of priests and officers; (4) interdenominational insofar as it subscribes to the Truth and Light of all faiths and denominations as to the redemption of God’s people through His ultimate sacrifice; (5) subscribed to the method and practice of the Society of Friends; (6) subscribed to the method and practice of Bible Students; (7) subscribed to the method and practice of Djyahudist (rabbinical) Biblical exegesis; (8) represented in the activities of a local Branch Office; and (9) friendly insofar as it convenes a congregation of free thinkers, truth speakers and light workers united in their practice and pursuit of the Way, the Truth, and the Light.
(e) ‘Bible Students Weekly’ is the regular weekly congregational meeting for worship and study, located at the local —
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Module A
In light of Course 13, you might ask how can a muslim also promote the study of the doctrine of the Roman Church. It is quite simple, and the sublime effect of such meditation is most evident in the musical selection which commands the central portion of the video below. Let me first acknowledge that according to the Noble Quran, God’s prophet ‘Isa (Jesus) PBUH, son of Mary and Joseph, was not crucified, but was saved by God before being delivered to the mob. Furthermore, as was definitively proven by Ms. Kulic in her essay, Jesus was a Jew who preached Islam and prayed in the manner of Muhammad PBUH, and never advised his followers to believe in or worship a trinity (tripartite godhead) which included himself.
Nevertheless, following a tragedy which I experienced a few months prior, I was watching the Solemn Mass of Easter Sunday of the Resurrection of the Lord of April 9, 2023, broadcast from the Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception (near which I lived in Brookland at the time) and in the ancient ritual and the stirring, sacred music, my heart was deeply moved. Through this understanding I have come to appreciate the profound interfaith, interdenominational inspiration of the Holy Ghost of the Lord God of Abraham (Allah).
In the beginning we hear His Eminence, Wilton Cardinal Gregory, Archbishop of Washington, deliver the Introductory Rites, of which the United States Conference of Catholic Bishops has this to say:
The Mass begins with the entrance chant/song. The celebrant and other ministers enter in procession and reverence the altar with a bow and/or a kiss. The altar is a symbol of Christ at the heart of the assembly and so deserves this special reverence.
All make the Sign of the Cross and the celebrant extends a greeting to the gathered people in words taken from Scripture.
The Penitential Act follows the greeting. At the very beginning of the Mass, the faithful recall their sins and place their trust in God's abiding mercy. The Penitential Act includes the Kyrie Eleison, a Greek phrase meaning, "Lord, have mercy." This litany recalls God's merciful actions throughout history. On Sundays, especially in Easter Time, in place of the customary Penitential Act, from time to time the blessing and sprinkling of water to recall Baptism may take place.
On Sundays, solemnities, and feasts, the Gloria follows the Penitential Act. The Gloria begins by echoing the proclamation of the angels at the birth of Christ: "Glory to God in the highest!" In this ancient hymn, the gathered assembly joins the heavenly choirs in offering praise and adoration to the Father and Jesus through the Holy Spirit.
The Introductory Rites conclude with an opening prayer, called the Collect. The celebrant invites the gathered assembly to pray and, after a brief silence, proclaims the prayer of the day. The Collect gathers the prayers of all into one and disposes all to hear the Word of God in the context of the celebration.
It has long been a pillar of Novus Syllabus Seclorum, through its Interfaith Religious Service (Title 24:\>N.S.C.\Vol. II\Title 7, pg. 59) that no matter your particular doctrine or tradition, I believe we can all give praise to and glorify the Most High God (Allah), Creator of the Universe and Ruler on the Day of Judgment.
Penitential Act
Assembly: I confess to almighty God, and to you, my brothers and sisters, that I have greatly sinned, in my thoughts and in my words, in what I have done and in what I have failed to do, through my fault, through my fault, through my most grievous fault; therefore I ask blessed Mary, ever-virgin, all the Angels and Saints, and you, my brothers and sisters, to pray for me to the Lord our God.
Celebrant: May almighty God have mercy on us, forgive us our sins, and bring us to everlasting life.
Assembly: Amen.
Kyrie
Kyrie eléison (Κύριε, ἐλέησον)
Lord, have mercy
Christe eléison (Χριστέ, ἐλέησον)
Christ, have mercy
Gloria in excelsis Deo
| Glória in excélsis Deo et in terra pax homínibus bonæ voluntátis. Laudámus te, benedícimus te, adorámus te, glorificámus te, grátias ágimus tibi propter magnam glóriam tuam, Dómine Deus, Rex cæléstis, Deus Pater omnípotens. Dómine Fili Unigénite, Iesu Christe, Dómine Deus, Agnus Dei, Fílius Patris, qui tollis peccáta mundi, miserére nobis; qui tollis peccáta mundi, súscipe deprecatiónem nostram. Qui sedes ad déxteram Patris, miserére nobis. Quóniam tu solus Sanctus, tu solus Dóminus, tu solus Altíssimus, Iesu Christe, cum Sancto Spíritu: in glória Dei Patris. Amen. [12] | Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to people of good will. We praise you, we bless you, we adore you, we glorify you, we give you thanks for your great glory, Lord God, heavenly King, O God almighty Father. Lord Jesus Christ, Only Begotten Son, Lord God, Lamb of God, Son of The Father, you take away the sins of the world, have mercy on us; you take away the sins of the world, receive our prayer; you are seated at the right hand of the Father have mercy on us. For you alone are the Holy One, you alone are the Lord, you alone are the Most High, Jesus Christ, with the Holy Spirit, in the glory of God the Father. Amen. |
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