The Age of Light (With the: Macabre Pier (a Poetic Mytho))




Prologue

Bearer of light

He:
Surpassing all Archangels
Powerful and tall:
Turned to violence
This mighty-bull man—Lucifer!

Angelic renegade, leader
Hero to the demigods—
A mighty fortress to the Devils.

One third god, two third angelic
Eternal: Bearer of the Light!
With matchless strength
And unparallel cruelness—
He was hurled to his fate,
From the stars.

Agaliarept, the Henchman
(Satan’s right hand man in Hell)

Part I

Agaliarept
Commander of the Second Legend in Hell

Agaliarept (Commander), the Henchman; Lucifer’s right-hand man and guardian of Hell; and Belphegor, the King of the Demons (with a phallic-shaped tongue), along with the devils that reside in Hell’s underworld: on their watchtowers, along their great walls and gates: Tyr the Mischievous, Guseyn the Homosexual, Botis the Blob and Stationary Guard on the great walls of the fortress by Hell’s docks; Anases the scholar of Atlantis, who once ruled the British Isles, as the Grand Archnight of the Grand Tower there; who lived his last days out in the Port of Poseidonia (Atlantis); and the Princesses of Yllipha, Iffrikonn, along the ancient Atlantic coastline; where the Hippocamp’s of old Atlantis swam: they were all present in this underworld Archkingdom; along with Ephialtes the Traitor, defector of the Greeks of old, from the shores of the Mediterranean; Gwyllion, daughter to the Tiamat, from Wales, female spirit of darkness and of the sea, who can shape change at will; and Ampara from the River Amphus; and Huwawa, from the Cedar Mountain forests of Mesopotamia, whom once fought a great battle with Gilgamesh and Enkidu; and the ancient gigantic (Mother of Demon) the Tiamat (from a time before the Homo sapiens, she roamed the universe, creating chaos)—from the waters of the Black Sea and Mediterranean. And Apsu, whom fought Marduk, the mighty demigod of Babylon and now resides in the netherworld, along the Gulf of Hades; and Hell’s Gatekeeper, Opiel (of ancient times); along with Legba, the Mu-man, the ancient creature from Lemuria, half human (once the 8th continent of the world that sank before Atlantis did, in about 13,000-BC) in the Pacific, here they were, all pacing the dock area (the pier-platform, along the gulf coast of Hades); listening for any sounds, syllables, groans of their Master (echoes if you will); Lucifer’s voice as he has now been chained to a wall; the great granite walls of an underground chamber, within the bowels of the earth for one-thousand years; until the end of: “The Age of Light.”

The ones that did not pace the platform, the ones not present were Amduscias, Grand Duke of Hell (he has the head of a unicorn, but can appear in human form as well), commanding twenty-nine legions; he was trying to keep his troops sedate, as they had little to do but rape over and over those familiar ones. Euonymus, Prince of Death, angry that his job was nullified for a thousand years; and Pluto, Prince of Fire, for he had no one new to fling vapors to. And there was Amadeus, the one in charge of the gambling houses in Hell, whom was bored to death; and the Antichrist, who really was not needed much anymore—now reduced to a clown: to entertain the rest of the demonic ambassadors.

Voices.

“Where art thou?
Our Avenger!
From our throne-room augustly waiting
Chains of iron, echoing somewhere
Seeping down into our ears.”

Voices.

“Eager to hear thee”
(The warriors stood)
All the fallen angels and demons:
“Here in Hell we are welcome;
By the gulf of no-return.”

Echoes.

There is no wind
To carry the echoes—
There is no sun to see the landmass
Who then could hear the crying Master?

Chained in iron-shackles, somewhere.

Lucifer.

Seized by terror
Turned pale like dust
Chained against walls of granite
Archangel of blood and doom—
Cries his dreadful lightening echoes!

Echoes.

He cries, bellows:
“The staunchest stink!”
While the rats gnaw at his retched feet
No water for his solid lips
Broken like a wild stallion!

Part II

The Taunting/the Slander

Within the crust of the earth, Satan (Azaz’el), Prince of Darkness, Dark-god of the Air: now stands in unaltered darkness, against a wet clay stone wall; ill and restless with his filthy blood spotted wings, damaged from their flaccid and fluttering wild resistance, while being chained; his paws with outgrown talons, matted like coils; marble jaded eyes in a trance.

The Chamber [Azaz’el]

There is no sleep! For the dead
As he sadly reminisces—
And kicks the walls with his feet
And passes out within the keep—;
He dreams of glory once he stored
That He once had, but has no more.
And born He was with matchless strength
And die He shall, where foulness reeks.
The wind and echoes just stir

on by,
Never reaching—lights open

skies…:
“Come to me! ye clinging henchmen.
Hurl your bodies to my feet!
Unchain me from my immortal doom.”

(Hell’s aghast, trembling spirits weep.)

Part III

Lucifer Moans
[Black Payer]

“Let me drink, drink!
Let me disappear—
Where are my weary beasts to free me?
Where is my rope to climb the keep?
Woe! Woe! Let me disappear!
Amen!”

“Dirt is my food!
I squat in darkness—
In forced darkness, like drunken clay;
Broken talons, and broken wings,
And ghostly shadows —: for my prey.
Amen!”

Part IV

Cries from Hell

(Nil magis amat oupiditas, guam quod non licet. ((Syrus))

“Lust wants whatever it can have.”

Voices.

“Evil is chained Evil is not doomed!

The Bearer of Light will return
Ascending from the earth’s womb;
Evil will be perversely groomed!
Amen!”

Opiel [The Gatekeeper] Prays]

“O Primeval King! O Honored Lord
Who is dressed in webs and clay?
We wait for your return—
We wait in dreams and longing,
Amen!”

Part V

Who Shall Rule Hell?
Agaliarept or Belphegor

Belphegor: Chants

“O Hell! thy moans fall from thy lips

and pores!
I beseech thee. Lo! Lucifer

chained.

(Wounded as He may be—suspended by walls of stone, Belphegor sought to find Him, but was hurled back to Hell, by vanity’s echoes.’)

“I beseech thy, by the gates of

Anti-epiphany!

“Awake! O Awake!
Thy impudent king!
Silent, desolate,
Ay! it is me…

“Where art thou?”

(To the devils ((the old ones)), and creatures: Belphegor speaks.)

When good devils war with devils
I pray in thy breast—
The struggle goes on and on:
‘Amen, amen,’ make me king of Hell!
And feast we shall in goblets of wine.’”

The Gathering

Like a cluster of moths bumping, crushing and fluttering upon the ancient platform of Hell’s pier: the ghosts, demons, devils and human-beasts, along with angelic renegades of all different centuries—some from alien races: pace and wait, wait in this perfect oblivion—and wait….

Advance:
Before the Battle

In point of fact, many wanted to take the place of Lucifer for the 1000-years region in Hell, called, “The Age of Light” on earth, when the world would not be given over to evil spirits of any kind; whereupon, humanity would be ruled by the Messiah [Jesus Christ], and thereafter, after the one-thousand years, God would release Lucifer again, and the masses in Hell, all to tempt humanity again, to see where their hearts were. In consequence, Hell was open for the taking, should someone be able to restrain Agaliarept.

Both Agaliarept and Belphegor in the first days of Satan’s incarceration were lost within their own stillness; Hell had become crowded. And now on the pier, skeleton figures meshed like giant lice to watch the thick arms—like mighty roots, arms of Agaliarept and Belphegor battle it out for the Dark-Archkingdom.

With eyes of blood-shot marble, the Tiamat stood back with the others, but within the first tier to watch the battle…:

Battle for the Underworld

They came within sight of each other
Both waiting, as their blood ran cold
With saber-horns, and vociferous roars;
They paced the pier now, the Master’s

Platform.

“Prepare to yield!” Belphegor bellowed
(the King of Demons).

Dread surged through Agaliarept’s
Muscles—his lungs froze, throat dry,
Legs wobbled like fish.

They advanced—these madmen:
Limbs, limbs, swaying, crushing
(dreadful—their faces were).

“I curse you both!” said Opiel.

They advanced—these madmen.
“Sleigh him!”
“Slit his throat!”

(Came voices and echoes!)

They:

swung their axes, their
massive axes—blood spurt out
from their shadowy shapes;
as if they were of flesh and bone;
their eyes rolled up; both—both
toppled like meteor-stones.

Their axes penetrated deep, deep
into the trunks of one another;
then the giant Tiamat—
with blade sharp teeth
(ready to eat)
like moving clouds:
took the throne.

After that:

Tiamat’s Graze

The uncompensated force of gravity brought them down–the Tiamat was urgently tugging now at their arms, she grinned at them: sucked, hissed and hypnotically gawked into their eyes (as if to chew them out of their sockets), and took their oath: that she would be Queen; Queen of Hell’s underworld.

Part VI

He has Risen [Bearer of the light]

Canto I

[Bearer of the Light]

And e’en to tell how this savage beast
Stopped the discourse of the Universe
Will be hard, most, most difficult to tell;
For that he did, break his perilous chains
Wide chains—: deep in the bowels of the earth.
To my bitter dismay, he lay—open eyed.
Dullness to his senses, pierc’d pitifully.
He was well (liv’d) in his weary form:

With purpose he arose, said, “I have risen!”

Canto II

[Calling of the Horde]

Well please’d to leave his chamber of horror
O’ver bitter stone and tears of moistened clay

He purg’d his evil soul, a thousand-years,
“Hear me! Ye followers of mine—revive!
“Revive! I am alive!” the wretched cried.

To the Horde of Hell, sweet sounds of gloom.

Hell was now wakened, the hour of tears.

O’erwhelmed,—Hell bowed in silent gripping.

As Opiel—: opened the lofty high gates.

[Lucifer was here]

Canto III

[The Resurrection]

[From Hell, He ascended
To Pergamun]]

Pergamun
[Satan’s seat]:

On earth, as it was in Hell
“Exalt me!” he cried (the Adversary).
“I am the Unholy Father, Son and Ghost!”
And He looked about and found on earth:
Peace and tranquility,—then fell to his knees.
Next, with his whore, Shamhat, he cursed the ground:
Opening her womb to consume and guide
Humanities will, heart and eyes—urges.
Thence, the Master bellowed, “Go preach my gospel!
“Fill the earth with evil; use your heal!”

[And thereafter, the ‘Age

Of Light,’ disappeared]

The End of Book One to the Poetic Revelation/Epic

∆

The Macabre Pier

[Book two, to the epic Poem, ’The Age of Light’]

Amduscias

Advance.

During the 1000-year epoch, called, ‘The Age of Light,’ Lucifer was chained to the granite walls of some undisclosed place in the crust of the earth; now he has broken his shackles; it is day one of the second millennium of this epoch—; he is about to reappeared on the Docks of Hell.

Narrator.

They were all waiting for his return, Lucifer’s that is, the Adversary to God, God Almighty Himself. Euonymus, Prince of Death, now stood on the Macabre Pier, looking, just looking out into the Great Sea of Hades; stretching his vision as far as it would go; Amduscias, the Grand Duke of Hell, with the head of a unicorn or ram, or even human (for he could shape-shift), stood silently there also looking seaward, listening with his sharp ears of a ram for any sound of his King.

Part I

Amduscias [And the Earth Shaker]

In this bloodless corpse underground world, where beings and creatures have marble feet, hypnotic eyes, wings of feathers on walking mammals, along with striking and unimaginable other human forms, the lusterless dead, saw light in this forthcoming new epoch that Lucifer was going to usher in. Amduscias, had his twenty-nine legions on high alert, waiting for orders, and for his King’s arrival, and he spoke:

Amduscias.

(All was quiet)

Said he: Amduscias,
“The Earth Shaker!”
(Speaking in a somber
Monotone ((he felt the earth shake….))
“Lucifer!—…Lucifer….” He
Moaned and bellowed,
“He comes….!”

His loyal friends all
Looking…looking…and…looking;
They all stopped dreaming—breathing,
Just…just—staring…gazing, looking:
And looking, looking, looking!
Waiting…waiting…waiting…!

Silence engulfed all of Hell…
For this dramatic moment.

Part II

The Macabre Pier

Whence he came from
No one asked! (He was just there;
As everyone hyperventilated.)
The Earth Shaker: Lucifer
Appeared! Out of nowhere.
(Or so it seemed.)

Agaliarept, the Henchman bowed….
As Lucifer looked about,
Noticing (seeing only)
The extreme decay…of Hell!

Then
He looked at his Horde—

In particular,
Euonymus and Amduscias
(The Tiamat had escaped to the sea)
Thinking, he was thinking:

‘Evil feared evil’
For within the eyes of the Horde
Evil and callous ways, lacked
(But he knew it was all from boredom).

Thus
Within a moment’s breathe—
The Horde was weighed
And balanced

Dark-wisdom was still…inbred.

Pacing the Macabre Pier,
Trying to pluck
Life back
To instill digestive hate within his Flock
Was not too late… (He thought)
Not too late, to:
Recoil or repeat the urges once lost.

As all Hell peered upon his pacing—
Like a dragon in heat, Lucifer’s iridescent
Green eyes, lay deep, deep…
Deep…into his—sockets
Casting a shadow of reality for the
Waiting Pack: his Horde, his Flock;
As a thousand years of conflict
Kept festering in those eyes.…

He shook the dock’s foundations
With his quivering eldritch dark wings
A beholding sight, to say the least,
As if to defy:
Any and all—: and bellowed
(To Earth, and the High Heavens):
“I am—the King!!”

(And His roar echoed.)

Part III

Only Bones

To Lucifer and to ask Him (now standing on the pier moving to and fro like th3 wind, all trembling at his pant; sea-wings growing larger upon his back: seven, eight, nine, ten: ten wings were flapping like a hurricane.

Lucifer’s Fancy.

“I desire a prostitute—! “
He said with an echo
(with a paralyzing: ‘matter of fact,’ tone);

To Hell’s bent destiny:

then Shamhat appeared.
All Hell unspoken
For all knew:
He was a lustful King…
Long gone.

As were the animals, a nightmare
All gathered to watch
The Master mate.
With pleasure and open-eyes,
All became surprised:
As, as…
Appeared yellow fire
From His screams;
Their fate, like a drunken-demigod
On a chariot.

Lucifer then made
A mad-scramble
And cast his fangs into all—
All that were watching
All living things—.

(Beast, d-evil or man, hence
Only bones remained.)

He then washed with the waves
That wallowed their way
To his knees—
At his command.…
Which

Sucked a thousand-years
Of grime and slime off his body;
Lip to lip he wiped dry,
Like a dog, cat—a priest
Making sacrifice….

Part VI

Shamhat

Shamhat, feeling his strength
(As if by a thousand men, she was rapped.)

She tried to speak
But just a little groan
Seeped out of her, from
Under his weight:
“What is my fate…?”
She cried.

“My harlot, my harlot…
My cockroach…to be worthy
Of my air…my delight, my blood
And wine,” so he said,
Clutching to her frame… .

She was now numbed tongued
But a desert of existence
As he devoured her with fangs
And luminous eyes...
Maddened with delight.

The sperm of the Adversary,
Was slick and stirred…
Stirred so much it made
The waters tremble, like a
Whirlpool—
(In the Sea of Hades);

Thereafter his delight
(with Shamhat),

He paced and paced
Along the Macabre Pier—
He no longer could be
Aroused…this way anymore;
And so started to listen
Listen to voices above the crust
Above the crust of the earth—
Human voices he heard
Then cursed.

With snapping wings
Ten in all—
He laughed and laughed
Like wind pipes blow-ing…ing ing!!
Like drums beat-ing ing…ing!!
Like a headman’s cow giving birth…!

With his horned tongue—
He licked the tears of laughter dry
From his face, and continued to pace:
Conjuring bold pleasantries and visions.

Part V

The Coiled Serpent

Standing now
On the Macabre Pier
Near the water
(Like a coiled serpent;
Wings and hands coiled
As if bound around his body).

His skin dark, now shedding hair
Like a serpent shedding skin
He felt a new excitement:
Looking at his Horde—; as
They looked at him,

Said He (definite and stern),

“It is I, I that hold the lamp
And the wants of humanity;
It was I, Myself who destroyed
All that could have been,
All that wanted to be.
Me, Me, it was always Me…!
It was because God
God, formed man from mud
And cast it into My face
Like
Baa-Dust…to punish us!”

(His revenge was renewed.)

Life had now reentered
His body
(After a thousand-years)
Upward he looked—upward!

HE was now on—Earth.

End to the Epic Poem

Notes: both poems: “The Age of Light,” and “The Macabre Pier,” the latter being an extension to the first poem, and written a month thereafter, was published on the Eldritch Dark internet.com site, in November and December 2004 (subsequently and slightly revised now ((a section was taken out)), and illustrations drawn and by the author, since). The Age of Light, then appeared in issue #3, of the literary magazine, “Leaves,” by Editor, V. Murthy, published in March, 2005 (in English, out of India); “The Age of Light,” was published, in part only by the magazine, the cantos were left out, along with the illustrations, and the “Macabre Pier.” Part IV, of the “Macabre Pier,” was then revised completely, March, 2005, although maintaining the same theme, only images.