A Marvel of Creation.
The shamir was the seventh of the ten marvels created in the evening twilight of the first Friday (Ab. v. 6; comp. Pes. 54a; Sifre, Deut. 355; Mek., Beshallaḥ, 5 [ed. Weiss, p. 59b; ed. Friedmann, p. 51a]), and it was followed, significantly enough, by the creation of writing, the stylus, and the two tables of stone. Its size was that of a grain of barley; it was created after the six days of creation. Nothing was sufficiently hard to withstand it; when it was placed on stones they split in the manner in which the leaves of a book open; and iron was broken by its mere presence. The shamir was wrapped for preservation in spongy balls of wool and laid in a leaden box filled with barley bran.
With the help of this stone Moses engraved the names of the twelve tribes on the breastplate of the high priest, first writing on the stones with ink and then holding the shamir over them, whereupon the writing sank into the stones. With its aid, moreover, Solomon built the Temple without using any tool of iron (comp. I Kings vi. 7; Ex. xx. 25; Tosef., Soṭah, xv. 1 [ed. Zuckermandel, p. 321]; Soṭah 48b; Yer. Soṭah 24b). The shamir was expressly created for this latter purpose, since it ceased to exist after the destruction of the Temple (Soṭah ix., 10; Tosef. xv. 1).
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This is why Christ and Asmodeous are depicted having a conversation at the door of the Roslyn Chapel. It is also why Asmodeous is depicted inan "Atlas Shrugged" pose.
It is also why the following holds true: For all is fair in love and war, and where there is no war, there is peace at heavens table.
Aaand then we have this:
The land had seen more weather than any.
Yet it held, such was the substance of the massif below.
Journeys of survival, and peril were epic, and yet the peoples lived in harmony and joy.
They hunted with Spirit and Love.
They had not a concept of atavism, or the bloodlust as the recoil hurts like a *&%$#!, but you pretend it dont.
They sang to the Mother amd Blessed the Father with their Wisdom and Understandings.
Quarrels were seldom and few, and were met without fear or favour.
The Vast Ranges towered north with their hues of sky blues with striking contrasts of rainbow hue.
Striking north these wildly coloured Ranges lead by crow, to the vast inland sea, which covers mile upon mile and is 45 feet below sea level.
It is now known as Lake Eyre.
The sea was a haven of the calls of the birds as they visited along the paths of their migration.
Pelicans waded in Peace and their young were safe.
Trees flourished and all manner of numbat, kangaroo, wallaby, quoll and thylacine went about their business, as they too hunted in Spirit and Love.
Then the feiry mountain landed north of the inland sea and there were great waves.
The pelican flew until he could fly no more and thylacine vanished, except a few of wise leant.
The earth shook and convulsed day and night and Spirit was the only safe refuge.
Rock drawings will show visitations of refuges
or at least the fostering of refuge.
Meteors rained down and hard, all elemental and of material not seen before on the land.
The waves continued. the feiry rocks continued, then came the rain, a scorching burning rain and melted those feiry rocks and they became as grains of sand.
There was no life, except in Spirit, for a long long time since the feriy rocks hit Gondwana and thrust itself under the inland sea deep and strong the impact caused a rift in the keepers of the below th earth
The sea dropped away and was consumed by heat and turned to cloud.
The rain became less acerbic as time unwound from the stars
The earth stopped shaking and rivers formed new courses.
Spirit was pleased.
Soon the skies cleared and old seeds became in life.
Sprouts of green were soon abundant over the broken desolate land.
The waves subsided and the moon held her course and soon the wind had taken the ash high and high and Spirit was pleased to be home.
In time, a long time passed and on a day the thylacine came forth from his cave of wisdom with his wombats and kangaroos and numbats and quolls and platypus and emu.
The green shoots which were now had a maturity of some time and they had shed seed
Spirit was pleased.
soon spirit was longing for the wanderings of the great land, and smoke was asked for.
The receeding floods had left sedimentary alluvial deposits in vast concentrations and Spirit saw an ore so fine and it was as of clay.
Spirit kissed the clouds and caused it to fall upon the ochre
Such was the Love of Spirit for the Earth, and the abundance of creation, where nothing was taken without Spirit and Love, and all things were given freely, that Spirit kissed into cloud a power, to bless and nourish th e tender green shoots so the kangaroo and koala could feed so Spirit could walk again on Gondwana.
As the abundance returned Spirit again kissed cloud and said, go to th epatch of ochre and pour down your Love, and into your love, I give life.
Spirit said to cloud, before you kiss life into that simple fine ochre I will you fly across all lands and see where th e pelicans are, but before you go you must kiss te fiery rock and quench it and while you are there and about find me some precious metal.
Cloud flew high and cast eyes for pelican he was found high away in the company of bears.
Cloud flew and found many many precious metals, and poured Love Wisdom and Peace onto th efeiry rock
and Spirit told th efeiry rock to be still and we will bathe you in reds so fine and purples and mauves violets and blues. And your Power Uluru always known
The Rock was content, the cloud flew and saw many shoots of plants and many vast plains of grass and shrubs
A plover sang "allis well all is well" and ladybirds cleaned the nests.
Spirit and cloud were one
kangaroo and thylacine were one
feiry rock and wave were one
all was Spirit
Spirit sang cloud home and asked, "cloud what did you see?"
Cloud told spirit, of the plover, of the bears kindness to the pelican, of the fields of Green and Spirit was pleased.
And tell me of the precious metals said Spirit for I need some in the clay.
And cloud told Spirit of the metals and Spirit said to cloud, "Be many and wild" and a great flood was formed and Spirit washed those ores and salts of platinum, silver, nickle and gold in a yellow wash Over the bed of ochre clay.
And Spirit said to cloud,"enough" and the sun shone and grasses grew to th eheight of an emu
Spirit was pleased and said to cloud
Fly cloud and find a people of peace
and cloud flew and flew and flew and flew
and Spirit grew and grew and grew and grew
and Spirit was happy
Cloud came home after a long hot time
where the grasses had faded and browned
kangaroo and pelican shared and survived
they were happy to see cloud return
but cloud hung high and did not send her rains
Spirit said to cloud, where are th e people of peace
Cloud said to spirit she has come
And Spirit poured Spirit Love onto the bed of ochre with ores so rich washed over
and Spirit called to cloud and said cloud Give th e life of dhe who came unto this ochre
and so OchreRainChild was borne of Spirit and Love and Cloud and Spirit said cloud, show me your might and clousd saod to Spirit I shall build a House of Pillars of Light to house OchreRainChild
And Cloud flew and found She who would come and asked her "will you come"
She who would came came in Spirit in cloud and Poured her Love and Grace onto the clay
cloud wept and poured onto th e clay
Spirit was happy
A moon, a moon, and a moon
3 times
and then a cry of a babe
Lights played forth north and south and so it was that OchrRainChild gazed upon this majestic Earth.
And Spirit was happy.
and so it was and so it will always be.
And to those on the foothills and are weary...sit a while...enjoy the view and watch the clouds scud across the skies.
We are, where we are, so sometimes, in the stillness of an unhurried mind, we may just "be"