the creation myth of mara

7/30/2019 The Creation Myth of Mara

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The Creation Myth of Mara

The Beloved Mara of Nippur

Part One

Lo, there was no there there, nor was there

here here nor there. Neither distance, nortime nor light nor unlight nor up nor downnor left nor right nor movement nor stasis.

Or so it seemed.


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Pure thought existed, The Bornless One, who encompassed the not-there and

the not-here and the absence of distance and time and light and unlight and up

and down and left and right and a multitude of other nothingnesses. His

invisible boundless infinite spiritual light was all and nothing was there outside

of it, for there was no outside of it.

So the Bornless One withdrew himself to form a place wherein could live that

which he envisioned to bring into existence. Yes, the invisible boundless spirit

light contracted itself to form an opening inside itself which it did not fill, so

that it no more utterly filled the All.

First, he called forth Tiamat to exist in that space that was evacuated. Then

Tiamat was not evil but she was the clay from which all mind and thought was

formed. But still no time nor distance nor light nor unlight existed neither here

nor there.

From Tiamat was called forth The Consort, the shining perfect one, the

firstborn. From Tiamat was also called forth the beings and the souls and the

minds and the creatures, to join Tiamat and The Consort to reside in that

evacuated space. Yet was there still no there nor here nor light nor unlight nor

distance nor up nor down nor movement.

From The Consort emerged the powers, the laws, the rules of formation, the

tiny whirling ones according to their types, the chains of light, the ladders of

light, the formulae of distance and of time, and also, the sounds to bring them

into being.


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Then spake The Consort in the invisible light to bring forth the emanations, the

tiny whirling ones, the tiny chains of light and the ladders of light to guide

them and the building bricks of distance and of time, and the glue to bind them

and their nature and their function and their qualities and the laws ruling

them. Then the Consort commanded Tiamat to enter into the words, to give

them life, as she was the clay of mind.

When The Consort spake, the promise of the here and there, the up and down,

the left and right, the movement and the stasis and the tiny ones, pressed

together by Tiamat as if by the weight of a multitude of mighty Ziggurats,

appeared like a tiny spark. Inside of it was the prediction of all that would ever

be, and outside of it was the absence of here and there, no thing, no time, no

distance, no light nor unlight.


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Tiamat had entered the fireseed to kindle it. Terrible was the birth pangs of

that which would be, in utter anguish were the ingredients of the powers and

the bricks and the cement and of time and direction squeezed together.

Hark! Movement was the firstborn.

The seed swelled out by Tiamat s terrible pushing that resembled the

heaviness of a multitude of mighty Ziggurats in the center of its heart. Faster

than lightning, the movement made it grow as the thoughts were compressed

together in no space, yeah, they struggled for space.

For the seed became a fireball, nay, the heat of a thousand furnaces could not

compare. The promises inside the seed was like unto a fire but fiercer than

flames, for it suffered the savage pressure of Tiamat. The seed billowed out

quicker than a lighting bolt to ease the ache of Tiama ts mighty pushing . Verily


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I say unto ye, not even the most stiff-necked nor the wickedest of ye will suffer

the excruciating pain that the promises in the seed endured, when ye descend

into the Abzu where ye are headed to be chastised and tormented. In that, ye

are indeed fortunate.

The laws, the regulations and the ordinances could not yet operate, nor could

the powers perform their functions, neither could the tiny whirling ones

assume their names, their qualities, their forms and their tasks that TheConsort had decreed, for they were all one in this terrifying fire-like thing.

But their desire to assume their names and their tasks, and the violent force of

Tiamat made them press outward with urgency. Then also The Consort pitied

them for the ferocious pressure they endured, and for the chaos, the harsh

heat and the lack of space to assume their forms and their functions.


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Therefore The Consort divided herself in two. Half of her entered the fireball

and half of her stayed outside in the infinite light with The Bornless One.

Inside, The Consort speeded up the growth and the expansion, for as yet no

laws were in place. The powers had no power over the tiny whirling ones, as

the powers and the whirling ones were one, as were the laws one with the

powers and the tiny whirling ones. They were all mixed and pressed together.

Then The Consort separated the first power. It was called The Pulling and it

assumed its name and its functions. When it started doing so, it made space

for the tiniest of the little whirling ones to assume their form and their

appellation in the turbulent sea where the promises of the larger ones were

still smashing into one another, indeed, crushing one another.


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Then The Consort pulled another power free and this power made the fireball

grow even quicker, a thousand times the speed of a lightning bolt, so that the

heat was lessened and with it the agony. Now more of the tiny whirling ones

obtained the space to take their form, on account of the lesser heat and the

greater room to move.

Then The Consort split the third power into two powers and these two

different powers took up their duties. The one is a merchant, the other is an

alchemist. They are the powers of exchange and transformation.

This splitting of the one into two cooled the fireball so much that all the

remaining whirling ones even the largest now took up their form and their

function. In this, they were assisted by the merchant and the alchemist.

There were no more lost, scattered and wandering tiny whirly ones that drifted

aimlessly to form clouds that absorbed the light.


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Thus The Consort cleared up the smoke, blew away the clouds, indeed did she

clear the skies by setting the whirlers in their appointed places. For until this

time, the All was like a dirty cloud of smoke, dimly lit by a dull red glow.

When The Consort cleaned up the All, she liberated the light from the smoke

and the fog that smothered it, she assigned them their places, and the All

emerged in magnificent splendor. Then the ladders of light guided the tiny

ones of light in straight paths. And then the Pulling force helped to form the

stars of heaven that adorn the night sky like gemstones. Throughout all space

the sublime song of the stars resounded in harmony.

But still there was Tiamat, untamed, wild Tiamat, who had witnessed what her

formidable power had helped wrought, and she craved more. She so hated the

song of the stars that she began humming a discordant tune, she started

croaking a clamorous song of destruction. Not even The Consort could hushTiamat. The most the Consort could do was to control her by the powers and

the laws, to the extent that she was able.

For Tiamat had become drunk on her power, she wanted to change and

rearrange the laws and the powers for her own glory, she yearned to destroy

for her own enjoyment. Wherever she could, by the insidious sorcery of her

shrill cackling and her hellish bellowing Tiamat pressed together large stars to

cause destruction, to break the laws, to smash the rules, to render null the

regulations and to overthrow the ordinances.


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Thus in her hubris, Tiamat broke the laws, she pushed one star into the other,

she kindled them with chants of malice and burnt up their fuel so they

collapsed and verily, so terrible was their implosion that they tore and rent the

brick walls of space and time. Where once their light flared brightly, now

appeared the evil, hideous Abzus of the heavens, the insatiable whirlpools that

devour everything, the pestilential pits that suck in even the light.

By this madness, decay entered upon the All. All that The Consort had

organised and arranged and adorned fell subject to decay, the order that she

had established fell victim to disintegration, the harmony of heaven was

ruptured by the malice and the witchcraft of Tiamat.


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Then The Consort called upon her other self in the realm of invisible boundless

light. In order to repair the havoc wrought by Tiamat, large fountains opened

in the heavens, portals from the sphere of infinite spiritual light, where power

and light and tiny whirling ones pour in, so that whatever is devoured by

Tiamats d ark abysses, is replenished from that realm of inexhaustible light.


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And thus it shall be until Tiamat is slain. For verily, she dwells within ye and ye

being stupid and ignorant, cannot distinguish her dissonant squalls from the

healing voice of The Consort. And even when ye can, ye choose the clamorous

cacophony of Tiamat on account of yer innate rebelliousness.

That is why the Abzu awaits ye, where ye shall be purified of yer wilful

wickedness and yer ignorance and yer stupidity. By fire and smoke and cuts

and lashes and stings shall ye learn to choose life and righteousness. And only

when Tiamat is finally destroyed shall evil no more infect yer hearts, nor

wickedness yer minds. Sela.

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