lumukanda
03-02-2007, 11:50 PM
The Sacred Story of the Tree of Life
In the beginning there was nothing, no stars, sun or moon. all that was, was Nothingness, and nothingness floated on the river of time, for who long no-one knows. then one day the river time desired nothingness, like an animal desires a mate and from their strange union a tiny spark of living fire was born. this spark was conscious, but very small, and no one could hear his cries deep within nothingness. it tried to flee but was unable to, eventually it realised in order to survive, it would have to grow. there was for it to feed upon, so it fed upon itself. nothingnes became aware of it and tried to destroy it, first with darkness, the enemy of light, then with cold. both attempts failed. the little spark only grew brighter and hotter.
in order to grow more it devoured its mother, nothingness, with the most brilliant falsh of light that could ever hope to be seen. the river time was angry with the spark and sent the spirit of cold to destroy the spark. a mighty battle ensued, roaring flame of many tongues filled the sky, but the cold succeeded in turning only a small portion of the flame into cold, white ash. this battle still rages on, if flame should win, all will perish in fire, if cold should win, all shall freeze to death. in truth it is this battle, these two polarities, on which all life depends.
from these ashes, the wounds in flame's existence, there arose the great mother Ma. she was the first goddess of human shape, created by the great spirit, uNkulunkulu, displeased by flame and cold's war, travelled through the ten gates of eternity, to bring order to the universe.
Ma began to execute the commands of the great spirit, from the flames she created the sun and the stars and the earth we stand on, the moon was not yet created.
but ma was cursed with strange desires and feelings, felings she passed on to man and beast alike, feelings like anger, jealousy, hunger, misery. love, lust and cravings for food. it is because of this that she is called the imperfect undying one.
once she was finished creating the sun, earth and stars, she sat herslf upon the iron mountian Taba-Zimbi, to await further instruction. while she was sitting there a strange felling overcame her, she began to cry, and it is from these tears that we have all the rivers and lakes of the world, stars trmbled in the sky.
the great spirit ordered her to stop, repair the damage done by fallings stars and floods, and then continue creating the perfect universe from chaos. she refused, saying she wanted a companion, someone to help her.
the great spirit commanded her, in a booming voice that reached across the ages, to continue her work and not to question, to do as she was told.
the goddess rose, a pillar of incredible beauty, such as nor mortal had or ever will see. her golden glittering eyes, saw far into the heavens, where she could only just make out the blaze of light, that was nkulunkulu, the highest of the high. she raised her luminous hands to the sky, her lonliness scattered to the seven winds, she her silvery lips and said, "you have spoken, and i have heardm i am a tool in your hands, for better or for worse."
the earth went still, the oceans settled, and the great spirit said her wish for a partner would soon be granted. her silvery eyes glowed with an intensity of joy that only an immortal can feel and still live. she enquired what kind of companion he would give her. he told her that she was what would be known as female, her consort would be called a male. she hoped it would be as beautiful as she. the great spirit said that all was beautiful in his eyes. she goaded him for more information and he told her that he would bring her contentment and together they would create life upon the earth. she asked him what he would look like, he said he would conscious, though unlike herself, more he refused to say.
she retired, and went to find her favourite food, rocks they were, she waited in anticipation for her consort. then, as the sun rose, she heard an awful, coarse voice call out to her,
"come oh my mate, i await thee."
she rose and with arms outstretched she turned around, and she fell silent.
she gasped as hungry limbs reached out through the dust for her silvery form. how horrible they were.
the arms were not like hers, but like vines, whose bark was studded with diamonds, and granite and iron ore! a horrible mineral display.
the branches sprang with a host of others from the top of a monstrous trunk, like a giant boabab tree. in the middle of the trunk bulged a dozen bloodshot eyes, which burnt with a lecherous hunger, and beneath it grinned a wicked mouth with a thousand pointed fangs. now and then a long green tongue, like the hide of a crocodile, licked the granite lips.
from some of the branches grew great udders that oozed a golden fluid, and its roots it used to move from place to place in a crab-like manner.
it grabbed her roughly and bruised her silver lips with a granite kiss.
"come to me my mate, i desire thee!"
she struggled to break free, but he hold her close, and he raped her.
when the tree of life eventually let her go she fled across the plains, pleading for the great spirit to take her consort away. but the great spirit answered her, saying he had granted her wish, it was her own doing. the tree of life persued her, his lust was so great. she ran and ran, then flying then running, but the tree of life followed her everywhere, until the reached the place today known as the Ka-Lahari.
it was here that she swam like a luminous fish in the waters of lake makarikari, and out the other side like a bird she flew, while the great tree waddled in the mud of the lake.
she very nearly made her escape, but the tree had a flash of inspiration, and scooped up a mighty mound of rock and clay from the bottom of the lake, and rolled it into a mighty ball, greater in size than Killima-Njaro itself. with one heave of all his branches, he hurled at the great mother, ma, who was almost one with the stars. it hit her on the back of her head, and she fell from the sky, uncoscious. he picked her up and held her close.
this great ball bounced from her head and took up orbit in the sky, known today as the moon. and the great spirit heralded it as the ultimate symbol, which regulates the powers of love. and who can disregard the power of the moon, that which restored the first marriage, that of the great mother, ma, and the tree of life.
after ma's capture, the tree of life held her fast, so that she would escape again. then one day she felt strange movements occuring within her. they got worse and worse, and after a thousand years she felt a sharp tearing pain, so fierce that she writhed in her husband's arms. the first pain was followed by another, and a third and a fourth, and the grea mother's voice rang loudly across the barren plains. the tree of life, not understanding, gripped her tighly, lest she escape again, greatly increasing her pain.
the pain increased twofold, and after fifty agonising years, the pain wa so great that she freed herself from the tree's endearing grip. and there she rolled on the ground, and in an effort at self hypnosis, she counted the stars, hence the phrase, "counting the stars in pain."
the first father, the tree of life, watched in typical helplessness as his mate wriggled and writhed in her birth pains. but at long, long last the goddess was relieved of her hideous pain, and the first mighty nations of flesh and blood. a countless number of human beings were born, and in their multitudes they spread to populate the barren ka-lahari.
meanwhile a strange thing was happenig to the tree of life, green buds shot from his writhing arms and clouds of seeds fell upon the barren rocky earth. wherever the fell they shot out roots which broke the earth and found moisture, and a multitude of plants sprang forth, a creeping carpet of living green. soon mighty forests covered the earth, contending with the muntains themselves. howling winds and sheets of rain and roots of trees worked hand in hand to mould the craggy mountain into undulating plains.
soon after this, the tree of life bore living, snarling, animal fruit. they fell with a thud to the grassy plains below, and scampered off into the forests, in their millions. from the great cracks in the truk of the tree, birds of all sorts came waddling and flying forth. ostriches, ibises, eagles, hawks and flamingoes, and the two headed kaa-u-la birds. the earth which had been lifeless until now, began to live, and sound of all kinds resounded from the valleys and forests, as beast fought beast, beast called beast, and birds sounded happilly, towards the smiling sun.
many many kinds of beast the tree brought forth have since vanished forever from the earth, because Efa, the spirit of total extinction, has long since consumed them, and the animals we have today, are but a pitiful scrap of what once was. (legends tell of three kinds of lion, of which only one survived.)
from the roots of the tree of life, reptiles of all shapes, and cloud after cloud of insects hummed upwards in continuous streams. the song of life had begun on earth, the song which is still sung today, but which may one day trail off into oblivion, leaving at most a faint echo. history's sun had risen, and still shines today, but will no doubt set one day - forever!
Credo Mutwa, the last Sangoma - Keeper of Culture - for the Zulu Nation, shares the Zulu account of Lemuria and Atlantis. He says this story comes from the 'The Wise Ones of the Bakongo [and] The Holy Ones of Kariba Gorge'. These are two African peoples who live in the original territory of Ta-Neter. They say that they - the Bantu (Anu) - are the first humans on the planet. They say originally everybody looked the same and spoke the same language. There was no giant Wa-tutsi, or short Ba-twa, yellow Khoisan Bushman, or long-bearded Arabi. There was peace in the sky, peace in the forest. Man was one with wild animals, and did not fear them. There were no feelings like anger and hate, greed or selfishness (Ancient Lemuria/Ta-Neter).
However, a terrible thing happened one day. A beautiful woman named Kei-Lei-Si gave birth to a deformed child. It had only one eye and one nostril. Its mouth was twisted to one side, with drool slobbering from it copiously. Its limbs were stumped and stiff, and its torso distended. The sacred birds of the land told Kei-Lei-Si to destroy the monster, because they sensed that - beyond looking beastly - the soul in this thing was pure evil. Kei-Lei-Si refused to believe her child could be evil, so she ran off with her spawn. This evil being is named Zah-Ha-Rrellel, The Wicked.
Kei-Lei-Si took her evil seed and fled to a cave. There, the two lived on crabs and fish that lived in an underwater stream. The evil Zah-Ha-Rrellel did not speak to his mother - the only sounds he made was a disturbing gurgling whistle while he breathed. However, one day Kei-Lei-Si left the cave for a while to gather some materials. When she returned, she heard Zah-Ha-Rrellel humming a bizarre tune. When she looked closely, she realized he was actually incanting a strange metallic being into existence. She screamed in horror, wishing she had listened to the Kaa-U-La birds. However, it was too late. The metallic zombie of Zah-Ha-Rrellel, a tokoloshe pounced on the defenseless mother. A strange needle-like object came out of it and plunged deep in Kei-Lei-Si's belly. It sucked out all of her ovaries, and with them the evil one generated thousands of demonic beast. Kei-Lei-Si's last sight before she died was four winged tokoloshes carrying Zah-Ha-Rrellel aloft out of the cave.
The Kaa-U-La birds, when they saw the wicked one and his army of zombie-demons leave out of the cave, amassed an army and waged war against them. However, the metallic claws and saber-like tails of the tokoloshe decimated the beautiful birds. As they slew the birds, the tokoloshes would suck the blood out of them, and then spawn hundreds more of their kind in the process.
Humanity knew not evil, they had no concept of war, fighting, and conflict. The first humans stood defenseless against the wicked one. Zah-Ha-Rrellel made himself King of the planet, and ruler of all people. The name of Zah-Ha-Rrellel 's Empire was called Amarire or Murire. He deceived humanity by saying that God sent him to uplift humanity out of primitive existence. He would build shelters for them, kill off all of the dangerous animals, and create metal slaves to cultivate the land. People no longer had to do anything to live - they did not have to grow their food, cook their food, light a fire, or even walk long distances. Everything they wanted was automatically provided for them.
However, laziness began to decay the health of these lavish-living people. They began to lose mobility in their limbs, and they grew grotesquely fat. Over time, they also lost the ability to reproduce. So Zah-Ha-Rrellel taught them wicked things - like how to take other people's body parts and the secrets of immortality through blood-sucking and genetic manipulation.
Ma, The 'Great Spirit that Lives in the Tree of Life' saw the wickedness of Murire, and decided to send them a message. She sent rain clouds to cover the whole planet and a great flood that submerged half of the Wicked Empire in one day. Zah-Ha-Rrellel commanded his metallic and sub-human tokoloshe to create giant ships - each one over a hundred miles long. On these floating masses the wicked one built cities of pure gold, and created an artificial Sun to light the sky below the clouds. He then did something inconceivable. Zah-Ha-Rrellel thought that if he could capture the Great Spirit that Lives in the Tree of Life, he would not only be ruler of planet Earth, but also ruler of Eternity and the Universe. So, he conjured up a metallic army of flying insects. They resembled giant horseflies crossed with hornets. Stingers came from out of the mouths and hind parts of these beasts. He then transported them to the celestial home of Ma. There they attacked and slashed until they separated the Great Mother of Heaven from her home. They then brought her back to Earth.
However, this was Zah-Ha-Rrellel's fatal move, for the mere presence of the Ma on the planet caused massive Earth changes to occur. Ma, in her anger and rage, called out to the planet to help her. Massive Earthquakes resounded, volcanic eruptions exploded, whole landmasses sunk. The chaos of the revolting Earth awakened the Tokoloshes out of their zombie-like enslavement. They rose up and rebelled against their evil oppressor. One in particular - Odu, took a double-headed axe and cut out the heart and lungs of Zah-Ha-Rrellel as massive waves of waters flooded out the remaining areas of the empire. Amarire was no more - Murire was destroyed completely.
The accounts of the Ba-Kongo and the Tonga-Ile (the Holy Ones of Kariba Gorge) are consistent with Solon's account of Atlantis, and have definite correspondences with Kemetic cosmology. Within Kemetic cosmology, Zah-Ha-Rrellel is the Kemetic Set. According to Kemetic cosmology, the Setians were once noble, and Set was a favored Neter of the Most High in Kemetic cosmology - Ra. However, over time Set's character became wicked, and depending on the age of the cosmology, Set is depicted in one of three ways:
Rebelling against Ra his Heavenly Father:
Engaging in perpetual warfare against his brother Heru;
Killing his brother Asar and abdicating his throne.
That fact that such a detailed account of Murire (Mu - Lemuria) that is consistent with the tales of Lemuria/Atlantis is found in the region that was formerly Ta-Neter - the Tonga-Ile are originally from Northern Zimbabwe near Lake Kariba; the Ba-Kongo stretch from these same regions East to the Crystal Mountains of the Congo River Basin - is very significant, and is yet another reaffirmation that antediluvian civilization was centered in Africa, not sunken continents in the Ocean.
the only problem i have with version of story is this : the tokoloshe's were created by zha-ha-rrellel in the underworld. later after taking over murire, he created the bjaauni, odu was one of these.
of the bjaauni's creation it says this :
he secondly sent out his metal beasts
to capture wild beasts and then crush them to pulp,
and from this pulp he crated new creatures
resembling the human being.
these queer creatures he earmarked as slaves;
entertainers and workers in his expanding empire -
these cratures, produced like corn cakes,
were bjaauni, the lowest of the low.
legends tell us that these bjaauni
looked something lik giant gorillas;
completely hairless and of dead flesh and blood -
they constantly had a putrid odour.
the were greenish, darkbrown in colour
like rotten animal flesh,
and also unlike their red skinned masters,
could reproduce their kind.
za-ha-rrellel's mis'rable products,
unlike the great mother's creations,
had no power of speech
and could not think for themelves.
the dumbly and blindly obeyed their masters
however mad the instruction'
if asked to drink a river dry
they would drink till they burst and died.
odu was unique in as much as he could talk, amarava was unique in as much as she was the only one of her kind who could reproduce.
this whole story kickstarts the entire history of africa, one which is obviously too long to pen here, i advise anyone interested to read credo mutwa's 'indaba, my children'.
In the beginning there was nothing, no stars, sun or moon. all that was, was Nothingness, and nothingness floated on the river of time, for who long no-one knows. then one day the river time desired nothingness, like an animal desires a mate and from their strange union a tiny spark of living fire was born. this spark was conscious, but very small, and no one could hear his cries deep within nothingness. it tried to flee but was unable to, eventually it realised in order to survive, it would have to grow. there was for it to feed upon, so it fed upon itself. nothingnes became aware of it and tried to destroy it, first with darkness, the enemy of light, then with cold. both attempts failed. the little spark only grew brighter and hotter.
in order to grow more it devoured its mother, nothingness, with the most brilliant falsh of light that could ever hope to be seen. the river time was angry with the spark and sent the spirit of cold to destroy the spark. a mighty battle ensued, roaring flame of many tongues filled the sky, but the cold succeeded in turning only a small portion of the flame into cold, white ash. this battle still rages on, if flame should win, all will perish in fire, if cold should win, all shall freeze to death. in truth it is this battle, these two polarities, on which all life depends.
from these ashes, the wounds in flame's existence, there arose the great mother Ma. she was the first goddess of human shape, created by the great spirit, uNkulunkulu, displeased by flame and cold's war, travelled through the ten gates of eternity, to bring order to the universe.
Ma began to execute the commands of the great spirit, from the flames she created the sun and the stars and the earth we stand on, the moon was not yet created.
but ma was cursed with strange desires and feelings, felings she passed on to man and beast alike, feelings like anger, jealousy, hunger, misery. love, lust and cravings for food. it is because of this that she is called the imperfect undying one.
once she was finished creating the sun, earth and stars, she sat herslf upon the iron mountian Taba-Zimbi, to await further instruction. while she was sitting there a strange felling overcame her, she began to cry, and it is from these tears that we have all the rivers and lakes of the world, stars trmbled in the sky.
the great spirit ordered her to stop, repair the damage done by fallings stars and floods, and then continue creating the perfect universe from chaos. she refused, saying she wanted a companion, someone to help her.
the great spirit commanded her, in a booming voice that reached across the ages, to continue her work and not to question, to do as she was told.
the goddess rose, a pillar of incredible beauty, such as nor mortal had or ever will see. her golden glittering eyes, saw far into the heavens, where she could only just make out the blaze of light, that was nkulunkulu, the highest of the high. she raised her luminous hands to the sky, her lonliness scattered to the seven winds, she her silvery lips and said, "you have spoken, and i have heardm i am a tool in your hands, for better or for worse."
the earth went still, the oceans settled, and the great spirit said her wish for a partner would soon be granted. her silvery eyes glowed with an intensity of joy that only an immortal can feel and still live. she enquired what kind of companion he would give her. he told her that she was what would be known as female, her consort would be called a male. she hoped it would be as beautiful as she. the great spirit said that all was beautiful in his eyes. she goaded him for more information and he told her that he would bring her contentment and together they would create life upon the earth. she asked him what he would look like, he said he would conscious, though unlike herself, more he refused to say.
she retired, and went to find her favourite food, rocks they were, she waited in anticipation for her consort. then, as the sun rose, she heard an awful, coarse voice call out to her,
"come oh my mate, i await thee."
she rose and with arms outstretched she turned around, and she fell silent.
she gasped as hungry limbs reached out through the dust for her silvery form. how horrible they were.
the arms were not like hers, but like vines, whose bark was studded with diamonds, and granite and iron ore! a horrible mineral display.
the branches sprang with a host of others from the top of a monstrous trunk, like a giant boabab tree. in the middle of the trunk bulged a dozen bloodshot eyes, which burnt with a lecherous hunger, and beneath it grinned a wicked mouth with a thousand pointed fangs. now and then a long green tongue, like the hide of a crocodile, licked the granite lips.
from some of the branches grew great udders that oozed a golden fluid, and its roots it used to move from place to place in a crab-like manner.
it grabbed her roughly and bruised her silver lips with a granite kiss.
"come to me my mate, i desire thee!"
she struggled to break free, but he hold her close, and he raped her.
when the tree of life eventually let her go she fled across the plains, pleading for the great spirit to take her consort away. but the great spirit answered her, saying he had granted her wish, it was her own doing. the tree of life persued her, his lust was so great. she ran and ran, then flying then running, but the tree of life followed her everywhere, until the reached the place today known as the Ka-Lahari.
it was here that she swam like a luminous fish in the waters of lake makarikari, and out the other side like a bird she flew, while the great tree waddled in the mud of the lake.
she very nearly made her escape, but the tree had a flash of inspiration, and scooped up a mighty mound of rock and clay from the bottom of the lake, and rolled it into a mighty ball, greater in size than Killima-Njaro itself. with one heave of all his branches, he hurled at the great mother, ma, who was almost one with the stars. it hit her on the back of her head, and she fell from the sky, uncoscious. he picked her up and held her close.
this great ball bounced from her head and took up orbit in the sky, known today as the moon. and the great spirit heralded it as the ultimate symbol, which regulates the powers of love. and who can disregard the power of the moon, that which restored the first marriage, that of the great mother, ma, and the tree of life.
after ma's capture, the tree of life held her fast, so that she would escape again. then one day she felt strange movements occuring within her. they got worse and worse, and after a thousand years she felt a sharp tearing pain, so fierce that she writhed in her husband's arms. the first pain was followed by another, and a third and a fourth, and the grea mother's voice rang loudly across the barren plains. the tree of life, not understanding, gripped her tighly, lest she escape again, greatly increasing her pain.
the pain increased twofold, and after fifty agonising years, the pain wa so great that she freed herself from the tree's endearing grip. and there she rolled on the ground, and in an effort at self hypnosis, she counted the stars, hence the phrase, "counting the stars in pain."
the first father, the tree of life, watched in typical helplessness as his mate wriggled and writhed in her birth pains. but at long, long last the goddess was relieved of her hideous pain, and the first mighty nations of flesh and blood. a countless number of human beings were born, and in their multitudes they spread to populate the barren ka-lahari.
meanwhile a strange thing was happenig to the tree of life, green buds shot from his writhing arms and clouds of seeds fell upon the barren rocky earth. wherever the fell they shot out roots which broke the earth and found moisture, and a multitude of plants sprang forth, a creeping carpet of living green. soon mighty forests covered the earth, contending with the muntains themselves. howling winds and sheets of rain and roots of trees worked hand in hand to mould the craggy mountain into undulating plains.
soon after this, the tree of life bore living, snarling, animal fruit. they fell with a thud to the grassy plains below, and scampered off into the forests, in their millions. from the great cracks in the truk of the tree, birds of all sorts came waddling and flying forth. ostriches, ibises, eagles, hawks and flamingoes, and the two headed kaa-u-la birds. the earth which had been lifeless until now, began to live, and sound of all kinds resounded from the valleys and forests, as beast fought beast, beast called beast, and birds sounded happilly, towards the smiling sun.
many many kinds of beast the tree brought forth have since vanished forever from the earth, because Efa, the spirit of total extinction, has long since consumed them, and the animals we have today, are but a pitiful scrap of what once was. (legends tell of three kinds of lion, of which only one survived.)
from the roots of the tree of life, reptiles of all shapes, and cloud after cloud of insects hummed upwards in continuous streams. the song of life had begun on earth, the song which is still sung today, but which may one day trail off into oblivion, leaving at most a faint echo. history's sun had risen, and still shines today, but will no doubt set one day - forever!
Credo Mutwa, the last Sangoma - Keeper of Culture - for the Zulu Nation, shares the Zulu account of Lemuria and Atlantis. He says this story comes from the 'The Wise Ones of the Bakongo [and] The Holy Ones of Kariba Gorge'. These are two African peoples who live in the original territory of Ta-Neter. They say that they - the Bantu (Anu) - are the first humans on the planet. They say originally everybody looked the same and spoke the same language. There was no giant Wa-tutsi, or short Ba-twa, yellow Khoisan Bushman, or long-bearded Arabi. There was peace in the sky, peace in the forest. Man was one with wild animals, and did not fear them. There were no feelings like anger and hate, greed or selfishness (Ancient Lemuria/Ta-Neter).
However, a terrible thing happened one day. A beautiful woman named Kei-Lei-Si gave birth to a deformed child. It had only one eye and one nostril. Its mouth was twisted to one side, with drool slobbering from it copiously. Its limbs were stumped and stiff, and its torso distended. The sacred birds of the land told Kei-Lei-Si to destroy the monster, because they sensed that - beyond looking beastly - the soul in this thing was pure evil. Kei-Lei-Si refused to believe her child could be evil, so she ran off with her spawn. This evil being is named Zah-Ha-Rrellel, The Wicked.
Kei-Lei-Si took her evil seed and fled to a cave. There, the two lived on crabs and fish that lived in an underwater stream. The evil Zah-Ha-Rrellel did not speak to his mother - the only sounds he made was a disturbing gurgling whistle while he breathed. However, one day Kei-Lei-Si left the cave for a while to gather some materials. When she returned, she heard Zah-Ha-Rrellel humming a bizarre tune. When she looked closely, she realized he was actually incanting a strange metallic being into existence. She screamed in horror, wishing she had listened to the Kaa-U-La birds. However, it was too late. The metallic zombie of Zah-Ha-Rrellel, a tokoloshe pounced on the defenseless mother. A strange needle-like object came out of it and plunged deep in Kei-Lei-Si's belly. It sucked out all of her ovaries, and with them the evil one generated thousands of demonic beast. Kei-Lei-Si's last sight before she died was four winged tokoloshes carrying Zah-Ha-Rrellel aloft out of the cave.
The Kaa-U-La birds, when they saw the wicked one and his army of zombie-demons leave out of the cave, amassed an army and waged war against them. However, the metallic claws and saber-like tails of the tokoloshe decimated the beautiful birds. As they slew the birds, the tokoloshes would suck the blood out of them, and then spawn hundreds more of their kind in the process.
Humanity knew not evil, they had no concept of war, fighting, and conflict. The first humans stood defenseless against the wicked one. Zah-Ha-Rrellel made himself King of the planet, and ruler of all people. The name of Zah-Ha-Rrellel 's Empire was called Amarire or Murire. He deceived humanity by saying that God sent him to uplift humanity out of primitive existence. He would build shelters for them, kill off all of the dangerous animals, and create metal slaves to cultivate the land. People no longer had to do anything to live - they did not have to grow their food, cook their food, light a fire, or even walk long distances. Everything they wanted was automatically provided for them.
However, laziness began to decay the health of these lavish-living people. They began to lose mobility in their limbs, and they grew grotesquely fat. Over time, they also lost the ability to reproduce. So Zah-Ha-Rrellel taught them wicked things - like how to take other people's body parts and the secrets of immortality through blood-sucking and genetic manipulation.
Ma, The 'Great Spirit that Lives in the Tree of Life' saw the wickedness of Murire, and decided to send them a message. She sent rain clouds to cover the whole planet and a great flood that submerged half of the Wicked Empire in one day. Zah-Ha-Rrellel commanded his metallic and sub-human tokoloshe to create giant ships - each one over a hundred miles long. On these floating masses the wicked one built cities of pure gold, and created an artificial Sun to light the sky below the clouds. He then did something inconceivable. Zah-Ha-Rrellel thought that if he could capture the Great Spirit that Lives in the Tree of Life, he would not only be ruler of planet Earth, but also ruler of Eternity and the Universe. So, he conjured up a metallic army of flying insects. They resembled giant horseflies crossed with hornets. Stingers came from out of the mouths and hind parts of these beasts. He then transported them to the celestial home of Ma. There they attacked and slashed until they separated the Great Mother of Heaven from her home. They then brought her back to Earth.
However, this was Zah-Ha-Rrellel's fatal move, for the mere presence of the Ma on the planet caused massive Earth changes to occur. Ma, in her anger and rage, called out to the planet to help her. Massive Earthquakes resounded, volcanic eruptions exploded, whole landmasses sunk. The chaos of the revolting Earth awakened the Tokoloshes out of their zombie-like enslavement. They rose up and rebelled against their evil oppressor. One in particular - Odu, took a double-headed axe and cut out the heart and lungs of Zah-Ha-Rrellel as massive waves of waters flooded out the remaining areas of the empire. Amarire was no more - Murire was destroyed completely.
The accounts of the Ba-Kongo and the Tonga-Ile (the Holy Ones of Kariba Gorge) are consistent with Solon's account of Atlantis, and have definite correspondences with Kemetic cosmology. Within Kemetic cosmology, Zah-Ha-Rrellel is the Kemetic Set. According to Kemetic cosmology, the Setians were once noble, and Set was a favored Neter of the Most High in Kemetic cosmology - Ra. However, over time Set's character became wicked, and depending on the age of the cosmology, Set is depicted in one of three ways:
Rebelling against Ra his Heavenly Father:
Engaging in perpetual warfare against his brother Heru;
Killing his brother Asar and abdicating his throne.
That fact that such a detailed account of Murire (Mu - Lemuria) that is consistent with the tales of Lemuria/Atlantis is found in the region that was formerly Ta-Neter - the Tonga-Ile are originally from Northern Zimbabwe near Lake Kariba; the Ba-Kongo stretch from these same regions East to the Crystal Mountains of the Congo River Basin - is very significant, and is yet another reaffirmation that antediluvian civilization was centered in Africa, not sunken continents in the Ocean.
the only problem i have with version of story is this : the tokoloshe's were created by zha-ha-rrellel in the underworld. later after taking over murire, he created the bjaauni, odu was one of these.
of the bjaauni's creation it says this :
he secondly sent out his metal beasts
to capture wild beasts and then crush them to pulp,
and from this pulp he crated new creatures
resembling the human being.
these queer creatures he earmarked as slaves;
entertainers and workers in his expanding empire -
these cratures, produced like corn cakes,
were bjaauni, the lowest of the low.
legends tell us that these bjaauni
looked something lik giant gorillas;
completely hairless and of dead flesh and blood -
they constantly had a putrid odour.
the were greenish, darkbrown in colour
like rotten animal flesh,
and also unlike their red skinned masters,
could reproduce their kind.
za-ha-rrellel's mis'rable products,
unlike the great mother's creations,
had no power of speech
and could not think for themelves.
the dumbly and blindly obeyed their masters
however mad the instruction'
if asked to drink a river dry
they would drink till they burst and died.
odu was unique in as much as he could talk, amarava was unique in as much as she was the only one of her kind who could reproduce.
this whole story kickstarts the entire history of africa, one which is obviously too long to pen here, i advise anyone interested to read credo mutwa's 'indaba, my children'.