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"content": "The Death of Methuselah:<br /><br /> It was a sweltering hot summer day. In a wicker tent Methuselah rested, an old man way past his nine hundredth year. He was barefoot, naked, with a sash of fig leaves around his loins. He half lay, half sat on a bed of deer, goat and oxen skins. From time to time he reached with a shrieveled hand and took a drink from a jug of water. His cheeks were sunken and he was toothless. In his youth Methuselah had the reputation of a strong man. But when you pass your nine hundredth birthday, you are not what you used to be. He was emaciated, and his skin had become dark brown, parched from the sun. He had lost all his hair, even his beard and on his chest. his body was covered with boils, knots, tumors. His bones jutted out, his nose was crooked, and his ribs looked like the hoops of a barrel.<br /><br /><br />Methuselah was neither awake nor asleep. He seemed to be in a swoon from the heat and murmured to himself the murmurings of extreme old age. Still, his mind was clear. He knew quite well who he was – Methuselah, the son of Enoch, who had not died but was taken by God. His wife and many children had seen Enoch walking in the field, in the direction of the granary, when suddenly he vanished. Some said that the earth opened its mouth and swallowed him into the celestial heights, because Enoch was just a man who walked with the Almighty.<br /><br /><br />Methuselah hoped to pass away in the same manner. God would stretch out His divine hand and take him to himself, to his father Enoch, and to the angels, seraphim, aralim, cherubim, sacred beasts, and others heavenly hosts. But when? He was already on his nine hundredth and sixty-ninth year. As far as Methuselah knew, he was the oldest man on earth. He had heard Naamah, a female who he once loved, might be even older. She was supposedly the daughter of Lamech and Zillah, the sister of Tubal-Cain, who forged all implements of copper and iron. Methuselah had met Naamah many hundred years ago. Since then he had lusted after her and yearned to lie in her lap. There were rumors that she was not really Lamech's daughter but a child of one of the fallen angels who had seen how beautiful the daughters of men were and cohabitated with those of their choosing. Naamah later disappeared, and there was talk that she joined a camp of demons, the daughters of Lilith, with whom Adam lay one hundred and fifty years before God had put him to sleep and formed eve from his ribs.<br /><br /><br /><br />As he was napping, overcomed by the heat, near to death, Methuselah kept brooding over Naamah. He dreamt about her at night and sometimes during the day. He could barely differentiate between dreaming and wakefulness. He would open his eyes and see images. He heard the voices of his dead brothers and sisters. Methuselah had a son whom he named Lamech in memory of Naamah's father. This son gave birth to a son by the name of Noah. Of Methuselah's sons that still lived, some wondered off with flocks of sheep, donkeys, mules, horses, camels. His daughters had married men whose names he had already forgotten. Methuselah had hordes of grand children and great-grandchildren whom he had never met and of whom he had never heard. The earth was vast and sparsely inhabited. Many men took to hunting. They chased animals, killed them, roasted and ate their flesh, flailed their skin and made clothes and shoes with it. They learned to shoot bows and arrows and, like Tubal Cain, could forge implements of copper and iron, and even forge gold and silver. They wove nets to catch fish in the rivers. Weapons were made, and men waged war and killed their own brothers, just as Cain killed Abel. It became known that Yahweh regretted creating man. He saw how great man's wickedness was and how every plan divised by man's mind was nothing but evil. Well I don't really belong to the living anymore, Methuselah thought. I will soon descend into Sheol, into Dumah, the land of the shadows. Flies and gnats swarmed around him but he did not have the strength to shoot them away.. A wench entered the tent, barefoot and half naked. Methuselah did not know if it was one of his grandchildren or one of his slaves. Even if she was a slave, she still came from his seed, because all his female slaves had become concubines. Methuselah wanted to ask the girl her name, but his throat was full of phlegm and he could not speak. She brought him a wooden bowl full of stewed dates. He held the vessel with a trembling hand and drank it's sweet juices. Suddenly it it occurred to him that his son Lamech had begot a son by the name of Noah. And Noah too had some children. \"Where are they? Why did they leave me alone? Who is going to bury me after I breathe my last?\".<br /><br /><br />He looked up and Naamah stood before him, mother-naked. A reddish glow from the setting sun shining over her face, breasts and belly. Her black hair hung down to her loins. Methuselah embraced her and they kissed. She said \"Methuselah I came to you\".<br /><br /><br />\"I longed for you in all these centuries\" he answered. And she said \"and I for you.\"<br /><br /><br />\"Where have you been\" he asked.<br /><br /><br />\"With my angel Ashiel, in a deep cave in the heart of the desert. I have eaten the food of heaven and drunk the wine of the gods. Demons served me and sang songs to me. They danced before me, braided my hair and Ashiel's beard. They fed me pomegranates, almond bread, dates and honey. They played lyres to me and beat drums to please me. The lay with me and their semen filled my womb.\"<br /><br /><br />Naamah's words awakened lust in Methuselah and he became young and strong again. He asked \"wasn't Ashiel jealous?\"<br /><br /><br />\"No my Lord, the fallen angels are all my slaves and maids. They wash my feet and drink the water.\"<br /><br /><br />\"Why did you come to me after hundreds of years?\" Methuselah asked.<br /><br /><br />\"To take you with me to the city which grandfather Cain built and named after his son\" Naamah answered. She continued: \"This son was the father of Irad and the grandfather of Mehujael, Methusael, and Lamech who killed a man and a child and married Adah and my mother, Zillah. I am the daughter of a murderer and the granddaughter of a murderer and I live in a city built by a murderer. There I will take you my beloved. Ashiel had fallen there and he brought many angels with him. You should know that Yahweh is vicious, a God of jealousy and revenge. He keeps tempting those who serve Him. The stronger their devotion is to Him, the more He punishes them. We in Cain's city serve Satan and his wife, Lilith, with whom the father of all of us copulated. Satan and his brother Asmodeus are gods of passion, and so is their spouse, the goddess Lilith. They enjoy themselves and allow others their enjoyment. They are not faithful and they don't demand faithfulness from their mates. Yahweh's wrath is easily kindled. All pleasures are forbbiden by Him, even the mere thought of them. He is always in fear that Adam's offspring might take over His domain. I have learned that he is intending to bring a flood on the earth to drown man and the animals. Blessed be my grandfather Cain, who built a city where the waters will not reach.\"<br /><br /><br />\"How do you know all this?\" Methuselah asked.<br /><br /><br />\"We in Cain's city have many spies,\" was Naamah's reply.<br /><br /><br />\"I am afraid of Yahweh and His vengeance,\" Methuselah said. \"I have sinned a great deal in my nine hundred and sixty-nine years. I have lusted for you, Naamah, day and night.\"<br /><br /><br />\"In Cain's city leechery is not a sin,\" Naamah said. \"The opposite: it is the highest virtue.\"<br /><br /><br />Methuselah wanted to say something more, but Naamah called out, \"Come, fly with me to where my bed is made…\"<br /><br /><br />Naamah spread out her arms and Methuselah soared with her. They flew in unison like two birds. All signs of illness and age had left him. He wanted to sing out and whistle in his elation. Methuselah had heard that Yahweh can work miracles only for those who served Him with all their hearts and with all their souls. But now a miracle was happening to him, the oldest of sinners.<br /><br /><br />Methuselah knew that the earth was immense, and rich, yet now he could see it from high— mountains, valleys, rivers, lakes, fields, forests, orchards, and plants of all kinds. While he Methuselah ate, slept and dreamed, the sons of Adam had built towns, villages, roads, bridges, houses, towns, sailboats. Naamah flew with him into Cain's city, which teemed with horsemen and pedestrians, as well as stores and workshops of all sorts. Methuselah saw many peoples of various races and colors, white, black, and brown. They had built temples to serve their gods. Bells were ringing. Priests sacrified animals on altars, sprinkled blood on their corners, burned fat and incense. Soldiers with swords hanging from their hips and spears on their backs bound captives in chains, tortured them, and killed them. Smoke rose from chimneys. Some women wore gold and silver jewelry, and phallic symbols between their breasts. Naamah painted out all the sights. Naked females stood in cages calling to shepherds and to men leading caravans to and from the desert. Methuselah inhaled odors which were unfamiliar to him. Night had fallen and fires burned in the darkness. People in the crowds laughed, cried, danced, did somersaults. The insaned shrieked with wild voices. In the desert behind the city a full moon was shining. In its light Methuselah could see an open gate into the belly of the earth. Many steps led down into an abyss. Is this Sheol or Dumah? Methuselah asked himself. Although he was prepared to face death, he was afraid of it and curious. His mother had told him about the powers of the night. These power waged war with Yahweh, rebelled against Him and His Providence. They called life death and death life. For them right was wrong and wrong right. Naamah's mother, Zillah, had told her daughter that the powers of evil were as old as tohu and vohu and the darkness which preceded Creation. These forces called themselves native and they considerd Yahweh an intruder who traspassed Satan's frontier, broke all his barriers, and defiled the world with light and life. How strange that in his late age, when Methuselah's body was about to turn to dust and his soul was bound to return to its source, he had fallen into the hands of these adversaries of God.<br /><br /><br />Naamah brought him into the chamber, and even though it was dark, he could see her bed and a huge man lying in it. It was Ashiel, a fallen angel, one of the sons of Anak, the giant man of renown. Naamah introduced Methuselah ti him saying, \"Here is one of my oldest lovers\" and the other one asked \"Are you Methuselah?\" She speaks about you all the time. She craves you, not me. Even though I am a giant and you are as small as a locust.\"<br /><br />\"He is small, but he is a real man,\" Naamah said. \"While your semen is like water and foam.\"<br /><br />\"I will go now\" Ashiel said, \"to the men of wisdom of our assembly.\"<br /><br />Ashiel left and Methuselah embraced Naamah and he came into her. She revealed to him secrets of heaven and earth. \"Your father Enoch,\" she said, \"became Yahweh's head of the angels, the lord Metatron. Actually he is nothing but His servant. Your son Lamech is among the shadows of Dumah.\" Naamah revealed to Methuselah that his mother was a harlot and she lay with all her husband's friends as well as with his enemies. She begot her, Naamah, from one of Adam's sons, Jubal, the ancestor of all who play the lyre and pipe. Naamah continued to say to Methuselah, \"Let it be known to you that Yahweh's world is nothing but madhouse. He has erred by creating man, and he commanded your grandson, Noah, to build an ark to save himself and his household and all the animals from the flood. But we are sure that the flood will never come upon the earth. Here in the netherworld an assembly of wise men from all over the world is meeting. They came from Kush and from India, from Sodom and from Nineveh, from Shinar and Gomorrah, Yahweh is old and tired. He thinks he is the only God and is forever jealous of other gods, constantly in dread that His own angels might rebel against Him and take dominion of the universe. We, the demons of this generation, are young and many. Yahweh threatens to open the windows of heaven and bring the flood . But we have scholars who have discovered how to close them. In all these years when you, Methuselah, lived with your faithful wives and concubines, plowed the fields by the sweat of your brow, and attended your flocks of sheep, many men of learning sprang forth. They can split a horse in half, count the sand of the sea, the eyes of a fly, measure the stench of a skunk and the venom of a snake. Some of this men have learned to tame crocodiles and spiders, they can make the old young, the fools wise, and reverse the sexes. They can reach the very depths of perversion. Stay with us Methuselah and you will be twice as clever and ten times as virile\"<br /><br />Naamah kissed Methuselah and caressed him. she said, \"Yahweh had only one wife, the Shekinah, and for countless years they have been separated because of His impotence and her frigidity. He has forbidden all deeds which bring pleasure to men and women, such as theft, murder, adultery. Even the sweet coveting of another man's wife he considers a crime. But here we have turned teasing an tantalizing into the highest art. Come with me, Methuselah, and I will take you to the assembly of the wise which gathered here and you will witness their accomplishments and hear what they intend to do in the happy day to come. My lover, Ashiel, is there now and many fallen angels who became weary of the daughters of Adam and now lie one with the other. If you stay with me I will give you all my maids and many of the imps for our common delight.\"<br /><br />Methuselah and Naamah rose and she took him through a labyrinth of many passages. They entered a temple where each scholar was talking about his land and his people.<br /><br />A sage of Sodom told the gathering that they were teaching children in Sodom the art of manslaughter, as well as the art of arson, embezzlement, lying, robbery, treachery, the abuse of the old and the rape of the young. A glutton from Nineveh was telling how to eat the flesh of animals while they are still alive and to suck their blood in its flow. Prizes were awarded to the most accomplished thieves, robbers, forgers, liars, whores, torturers, as well as to sons and daughters who dishonored their parents and to widows who had excelled in poisoning their husbands. They had established special courses for blasphemy, profanity, and perjury. The great Nimrod himself was teaching cruelty to animals. An old demon by the name of Shavriri was giving an oration and saying \"Yahweh is a God of the past, by we are the future. Yahweh is dying or perhaps already dead, but the serpent is alive and giving birth to countless new serpents by copulating with our queen, Lilith\" and the ladies of her court. The angels in heaven have all been blinded by the curse of light, but we will bring back the primeval darkness, which is the substance of all matter.\"<br /><br /><br />Harsh music was being played for the assembly, and the singing was so loud that it pierced Methuselah's ears. He could not tell the difference anymore between laughter and crying, the cheering of female demons and the wild cries of male hobgoblins. \"I'm too old for all this revery\" Methuselah was saying, not knowing whether he spoke to himself or to Naamah. He fell on his knees and pleaded with her to take him back to his tent, to his bed, to the bliss of old age and rest. For the first time in almost a thousand years the fear of the grave had left him. He was ready to embrace the angel of death with his sharp sword and myriad eyes.<br /><br /><br />The next morning when the servant girl brought Methuselah a bowl with date juice she found him dead. The news spread that the oldest man on earth had returned to dust, Noah soon learned that his grandfather had died, but he could not leave his wife and his three sons, Shem, Ham and Japheth, as well as the ark which the Almighty had told him to build. God's decision to release the flood was about to take place. The windows of heaven began to open and no one could close them. All the lords of Sodom and Shinar, Nineveh and Admah were about to be swept away in the deluge, Somewhere in the depths of Dumah and Sheol a bevy of devils were hiding, Naamah among them. Methuselah knew the past quite well and had gotten a glimpse of the future. God had taken a perilous risk when He created man and gave him dominion over all other creatures of the earth, but he was about to promise by the rainbow in the clouds never again to bring a flood and destroy all flesh. It became clear to Him that all punishment was in vain, since flesh and corruption were the same from the very beginning and always will remain the scum of creation, the very opposite of God's wisdom, mercy, and splendor. God had granted the sons of Adam an abundance of self-love, the precarious gift of reason, as well as the illusion of time and space, but no sense of purpose or justice. Man would manage somehow to crawl upon the surface of the earth, forward and backward, until God's covenant with him ended and man's name in the book of life was erased forever<br /><br /><br /><br />Author: Isaac Bashevis Singer<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />",
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Still, his mind was clear. He knew quite well who he was – Methuselah, the son of Enoch, who had not died but was taken by God. His wife and many children had seen Enoch walking in the field, in the direction of the granary, when suddenly he vanished. Some said that the earth opened its mouth and swallowed him into the celestial heights, because Enoch was just a man who walked with the Almighty.\n\n\nMethuselah hoped to pass away in the same manner. God would stretch out His divine hand and take him to himself, to his father Enoch, and to the angels, seraphim, aralim, cherubim, sacred beasts, and others heavenly hosts. But when? He was already on his nine hundredth and sixty-ninth year. As far as Methuselah knew, he was the oldest man on earth. He had heard Naamah, a female who he once loved, might be even older. She was supposedly the daughter of Lamech and Zillah, the sister of Tubal-Cain, who forged all implements of copper and iron. Methuselah had met Naamah many hundred years ago. Since then he had lusted after her and yearned to lie in her lap. There were rumors that she was not really Lamech's daughter but a child of one of the fallen angels who had seen how beautiful the daughters of men were and cohabitated with those of their choosing. Naamah later disappeared, and there was talk that she joined a camp of demons, the daughters of Lilith, with whom Adam lay one hundred and fifty years before God had put him to sleep and formed eve from his ribs.\n\n\n\nAs he was napping, overcomed by the heat, near to death, Methuselah kept brooding over Naamah. He dreamt about her at night and sometimes during the day. He could barely differentiate between dreaming and wakefulness. He would open his eyes and see images. He heard the voices of his dead brothers and sisters. Methuselah had a son whom he named Lamech in memory of Naamah's father. This son gave birth to a son by the name of Noah. Of Methuselah's sons that still lived, some wondered off with flocks of sheep, donkeys, mules, horses, camels. His daughters had married men whose names he had already forgotten. Methuselah had hordes of grand children and great-grandchildren whom he had never met and of whom he had never heard. The earth was vast and sparsely inhabited. Many men took to hunting. They chased animals, killed them, roasted and ate their flesh, flailed their skin and made clothes and shoes with it. They learned to shoot bows and arrows and, like Tubal Cain, could forge implements of copper and iron, and even forge gold and silver. They wove nets to catch fish in the rivers. Weapons were made, and men waged war and killed their own brothers, just as Cain killed Abel. It became known that Yahweh regretted creating man. He saw how great man's wickedness was and how every plan divised by man's mind was nothing but evil. Well I don't really belong to the living anymore, Methuselah thought. I will soon descend into Sheol, into Dumah, the land of the shadows. Flies and gnats swarmed around him but he did not have the strength to shoot them away.. A wench entered the tent, barefoot and half naked. Methuselah did not know if it was one of his grandchildren or one of his slaves. Even if she was a slave, she still came from his seed, because all his female slaves had become concubines. Methuselah wanted to ask the girl her name, but his throat was full of phlegm and he could not speak. She brought him a wooden bowl full of stewed dates. He held the vessel with a trembling hand and drank it's sweet juices. Suddenly it it occurred to him that his son Lamech had begot a son by the name of Noah. And Noah too had some children. \"Where are they? Why did they leave me alone? Who is going to bury me after I breathe my last?\".\n\n\nHe looked up and Naamah stood before him, mother-naked. A reddish glow from the setting sun shining over her face, breasts and belly. Her black hair hung down to her loins. Methuselah embraced her and they kissed. She said \"Methuselah I came to you\".\n\n\n\"I longed for you in all these centuries\" he answered. And she said \"and I for you.\"\n\n\n\"Where have you been\" he asked.\n\n\n\"With my angel Ashiel, in a deep cave in the heart of the desert. I have eaten the food of heaven and drunk the wine of the gods. Demons served me and sang songs to me. They danced before me, braided my hair and Ashiel's beard. They fed me pomegranates, almond bread, dates and honey. They played lyres to me and beat drums to please me. The lay with me and their semen filled my womb.\"\n\n\nNaamah's words awakened lust in Methuselah and he became young and strong again. He asked \"wasn't Ashiel jealous?\"\n\n\n\"No my Lord, the fallen angels are all my slaves and maids. They wash my feet and drink the water.\"\n\n\n\"Why did you come to me after hundreds of years?\" Methuselah asked.\n\n\n\"To take you with me to the city which grandfather Cain built and named after his son\" Naamah answered. She continued: \"This son was the father of Irad and the grandfather of Mehujael, Methusael, and Lamech who killed a man and a child and married Adah and my mother, Zillah. I am the daughter of a murderer and the granddaughter of a murderer and I live in a city built by a murderer. There I will take you my beloved. Ashiel had fallen there and he brought many angels with him. You should know that Yahweh is vicious, a God of jealousy and revenge. He keeps tempting those who serve Him. The stronger their devotion is to Him, the more He punishes them. We in Cain's city serve Satan and his wife, Lilith, with whom the father of all of us copulated. Satan and his brother Asmodeus are gods of passion, and so is their spouse, the goddess Lilith. They enjoy themselves and allow others their enjoyment. They are not faithful and they don't demand faithfulness from their mates. Yahweh's wrath is easily kindled. All pleasures are forbbiden by Him, even the mere thought of them. He is always in fear that Adam's offspring might take over His domain. I have learned that he is intending to bring a flood on the earth to drown man and the animals. Blessed be my grandfather Cain, who built a city where the waters will not reach.\"\n\n\n\"How do you know all this?\" Methuselah asked.\n\n\n\"We in Cain's city have many spies,\" was Naamah's reply.\n\n\n\"I am afraid of Yahweh and His vengeance,\" Methuselah said. \"I have sinned a great deal in my nine hundred and sixty-nine years. I have lusted for you, Naamah, day and night.\"\n\n\n\"In Cain's city leechery is not a sin,\" Naamah said. \"The opposite: it is the highest virtue.\"\n\n\nMethuselah wanted to say something more, but Naamah called out, \"Come, fly with me to where my bed is made…\"\n\n\nNaamah spread out her arms and Methuselah soared with her. They flew in unison like two birds. All signs of illness and age had left him. He wanted to sing out and whistle in his elation. Methuselah had heard that Yahweh can work miracles only for those who served Him with all their hearts and with all their souls. But now a miracle was happening to him, the oldest of sinners.\n\n\nMethuselah knew that the earth was immense, and rich, yet now he could see it from high— mountains, valleys, rivers, lakes, fields, forests, orchards, and plants of all kinds. While he Methuselah ate, slept and dreamed, the sons of Adam had built towns, villages, roads, bridges, houses, towns, sailboats. Naamah flew with him into Cain's city, which teemed with horsemen and pedestrians, as well as stores and workshops of all sorts. Methuselah saw many peoples of various races and colors, white, black, and brown. They had built temples to serve their gods. Bells were ringing. Priests sacrified animals on altars, sprinkled blood on their corners, burned fat and incense. Soldiers with swords hanging from their hips and spears on their backs bound captives in chains, tortured them, and killed them. Smoke rose from chimneys. Some women wore gold and silver jewelry, and phallic symbols between their breasts. Naamah painted out all the sights. Naked females stood in cages calling to shepherds and to men leading caravans to and from the desert. Methuselah inhaled odors which were unfamiliar to him. Night had fallen and fires burned in the darkness. People in the crowds laughed, cried, danced, did somersaults. The insaned shrieked with wild voices. In the desert behind the city a full moon was shining. In its light Methuselah could see an open gate into the belly of the earth. Many steps led down into an abyss. Is this Sheol or Dumah? Methuselah asked himself. Although he was prepared to face death, he was afraid of it and curious. His mother had told him about the powers of the night. These power waged war with Yahweh, rebelled against Him and His Providence. They called life death and death life. For them right was wrong and wrong right. Naamah's mother, Zillah, had told her daughter that the powers of evil were as old as tohu and vohu and the darkness which preceded Creation. These forces called themselves native and they considerd Yahweh an intruder who traspassed Satan's frontier, broke all his barriers, and defiled the world with light and life. How strange that in his late age, when Methuselah's body was about to turn to dust and his soul was bound to return to its source, he had fallen into the hands of these adversaries of God.\n\n\nNaamah brought him into the chamber, and even though it was dark, he could see her bed and a huge man lying in it. It was Ashiel, a fallen angel, one of the sons of Anak, the giant man of renown. Naamah introduced Methuselah ti him saying, \"Here is one of my oldest lovers\" and the other one asked \"Are you Methuselah?\" She speaks about you all the time. She craves you, not me. Even though I am a giant and you are as small as a locust.\"\n\n\"He is small, but he is a real man,\" Naamah said. \"While your semen is like water and foam.\"\n\n\"I will go now\" Ashiel said, \"to the men of wisdom of our assembly.\"\n\nAshiel left and Methuselah embraced Naamah and he came into her. She revealed to him secrets of heaven and earth. \"Your father Enoch,\" she said, \"became Yahweh's head of the angels, the lord Metatron. Actually he is nothing but His servant. Your son Lamech is among the shadows of Dumah.\" Naamah revealed to Methuselah that his mother was a harlot and she lay with all her husband's friends as well as with his enemies. She begot her, Naamah, from one of Adam's sons, Jubal, the ancestor of all who play the lyre and pipe. Naamah continued to say to Methuselah, \"Let it be known to you that Yahweh's world is nothing but madhouse. He has erred by creating man, and he commanded your grandson, Noah, to build an ark to save himself and his household and all the animals from the flood. But we are sure that the flood will never come upon the earth. Here in the netherworld an assembly of wise men from all over the world is meeting. They came from Kush and from India, from Sodom and from Nineveh, from Shinar and Gomorrah, Yahweh is old and tired. He thinks he is the only God and is forever jealous of other gods, constantly in dread that His own angels might rebel against Him and take dominion of the universe. We, the demons of this generation, are young and many. Yahweh threatens to open the windows of heaven and bring the flood . But we have scholars who have discovered how to close them. In all these years when you, Methuselah, lived with your faithful wives and concubines, plowed the fields by the sweat of your brow, and attended your flocks of sheep, many men of learning sprang forth. They can split a horse in half, count the sand of the sea, the eyes of a fly, measure the stench of a skunk and the venom of a snake. Some of this men have learned to tame crocodiles and spiders, they can make the old young, the fools wise, and reverse the sexes. They can reach the very depths of perversion. Stay with us Methuselah and you will be twice as clever and ten times as virile\"\n\nNaamah kissed Methuselah and caressed him. she said, \"Yahweh had only one wife, the Shekinah, and for countless years they have been separated because of His impotence and her frigidity. He has forbidden all deeds which bring pleasure to men and women, such as theft, murder, adultery. Even the sweet coveting of another man's wife he considers a crime. But here we have turned teasing an tantalizing into the highest art. Come with me, Methuselah, and I will take you to the assembly of the wise which gathered here and you will witness their accomplishments and hear what they intend to do in the happy day to come. My lover, Ashiel, is there now and many fallen angels who became weary of the daughters of Adam and now lie one with the other. If you stay with me I will give you all my maids and many of the imps for our common delight.\"\n\nMethuselah and Naamah rose and she took him through a labyrinth of many passages. They entered a temple where each scholar was talking about his land and his people.\n\nA sage of Sodom told the gathering that they were teaching children in Sodom the art of manslaughter, as well as the art of arson, embezzlement, lying, robbery, treachery, the abuse of the old and the rape of the young. A glutton from Nineveh was telling how to eat the flesh of animals while they are still alive and to suck their blood in its flow. Prizes were awarded to the most accomplished thieves, robbers, forgers, liars, whores, torturers, as well as to sons and daughters who dishonored their parents and to widows who had excelled in poisoning their husbands. They had established special courses for blasphemy, profanity, and perjury. The great Nimrod himself was teaching cruelty to animals. An old demon by the name of Shavriri was giving an oration and saying \"Yahweh is a God of the past, by we are the future. Yahweh is dying or perhaps already dead, but the serpent is alive and giving birth to countless new serpents by copulating with our queen, Lilith\" and the ladies of her court. The angels in heaven have all been blinded by the curse of light, but we will bring back the primeval darkness, which is the substance of all matter.\"\n\n\nHarsh music was being played for the assembly, and the singing was so loud that it pierced Methuselah's ears. He could not tell the difference anymore between laughter and crying, the cheering of female demons and the wild cries of male hobgoblins. \"I'm too old for all this revery\" Methuselah was saying, not knowing whether he spoke to himself or to Naamah. He fell on his knees and pleaded with her to take him back to his tent, to his bed, to the bliss of old age and rest. For the first time in almost a thousand years the fear of the grave had left him. He was ready to embrace the angel of death with his sharp sword and myriad eyes.\n\n\nThe next morning when the servant girl brought Methuselah a bowl with date juice she found him dead. The news spread that the oldest man on earth had returned to dust, Noah soon learned that his grandfather had died, but he could not leave his wife and his three sons, Shem, Ham and Japheth, as well as the ark which the Almighty had told him to build. God's decision to release the flood was about to take place. The windows of heaven began to open and no one could close them. All the lords of Sodom and Shinar, Nineveh and Admah were about to be swept away in the deluge, Somewhere in the depths of Dumah and Sheol a bevy of devils were hiding, Naamah among them. Methuselah knew the past quite well and had gotten a glimpse of the future. God had taken a perilous risk when He created man and gave him dominion over all other creatures of the earth, but he was about to promise by the rainbow in the clouds never again to bring a flood and destroy all flesh. It became clear to Him that all punishment was in vain, since flesh and corruption were the same from the very beginning and always will remain the scum of creation, the very opposite of God's wisdom, mercy, and splendor. God had granted the sons of Adam an abundance of self-love, the precarious gift of reason, as well as the illusion of time and space, but no sense of purpose or justice. Man would manage somehow to crawl upon the surface of the earth, forward and backward, until God's covenant with him ended and man's name in the book of life was erased forever\n\n\n\nAuthor: Isaac Bashevis Singer\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n",
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