Journal Entry 52

The Old one visited me tonight. I could hear the sound of her rocking at my bedside. She stroked my head softly. Her hand felt like a raisin made of velvet with it wrinkles and thin skin. She said she was here to answer my questions. She began to speak without me saying a word. "Seth was born to be the leader, the muscle of the father. However, he alone could not apprehend the Free one. So the father gave birth to Arias, the second son, and the father’s seer. He was regurgitated from the pit of the father’s stomach on the Sabbath. The Father ripped Arias’s eyes from their sockets so that he would learn to see from within. It is his job to look throughout the universes to find the Free one." I felt the breeze enter the room and I heard the rocking chair settle to still. I opened my eyes to find myself alone. The Old one was gone and I felt abandoned and enlightened by her visit.