EPISTOLA ENOCH - Lodovico Lazzarelli

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EPISTOLA ENOCH of Lodovico Lazzarelli, translated by Wouter J. Hanegraaff


Enoch —the first-born child and little one of the Lord, steering clear of the tree and wisdom of death, and thus, in the blood of the Testament, walking through Paradise with God, in whom alone is all the bread of life and understanding and all the water of saving wisdom, joyfully sprouting virgins from the living fountains of the Redeemer according to the riches of the power of his glory, wherein he has more than overflowed towards us in the whole of the tree and the wisdom of life—make known this sacred mystery to the nations, that somehow we may be a beginning of his creation. To all the peoples, tribes, and tongues and nations, and to all the kings: sanctification, peace, and grace in the Holy Spirit, the fruit of Life and truth, and an eternity of supreme bliss, from our God and Father and his son Christ Jesus. 

If the deeds of the ancient sages are recorded in the annals with great care and the highest attention, so that their memory may be passed on to posterity and be most helpful to mankind, and may by various examples caution us what each of us should do or leave undone, what then could hold me back, who witnessed these things today? What could deter my soul, that I would lay down the pen and pass over in silence a thing wholly new and full of wonder—a thing, I say, that is worthier of everlasting than of endless memory, a thing glittering with the light of mysteries, that was seen (not without disturbing the souls of many) in our own days in the City of Rome; something that, if it will be transmitted to posterity, will certainly (and easily more than all other stories) dim the majesty of all the ancient prodigies? 

We have read many stories of the Egyptians, of the Greeks, the Latins, the Hebrews and of other peoples; but we cannot remember that we ever had before our reading eyes and contemplating mind a more marvelous mystery, a more memorable portent. With great acumen, we have studied (not to mention other things) the mystic sayings and wondrous and portentous actions of the Hebrew theologians or prophets, who surpass the sages of all other nations in divine inspiration. 

We have read how Jeremiah ran through all of Jerusalem with a yoke of wood and then one of iron; again how he brought a linen loincloth to the Euphrates in Syria, where he hid it in a hole in the rock until it was marred, to destroy the pride of Jerusalem and Judah; and how to the valley of the son of Hinnom he took an earthen vessel, which he broke to pieces in the sight of many, as a sign of the dispersion of Jerusalem and Judah. We have also seen Ezekiel, who drew the city of Jerusalem on a tile and laid siege against it, who ate bread defiled with cow-dung for 390 days, and who divided the hairs shaved from his head and beard into three parts: the first he burned in the center of the city, the second he cut to pieces with a sword in its outskirts, the third he dispersed in the wind. He also broke through the wall of his house as if he were moving out and, having emerged through it in the sight of the people, carrying his movable goods on his shoulders, he covered his face so as not to see the ground, as a sign for the house of Israel. 

We noted how Isaiah walked naked and barefoot, to be a sign and portent upon Egypt and Ethiopia for three years. We also know of a tradition about another son of the prophets, who by the word of the Lord ordered someone to smite him and, as soon as he had received a wound, disguised his eyes and mouth with ashes, so that he would not be recognized, and then went and waited for the king of Israel, and finally, in a prophetical speech, invoked the inevitable judgment of God upon the king and people of Israel. Somebody else appeared to the kings of Israel and Judah with iron horns of a bull, as a token of their victory. And I could continue with many others who were wholly aloof from common custom and the wisdom and glory of this world, and who publicly came forward to warn the people by way of divine and uncommon portents. 

But far above all others, and with more wondrous and portentous apparel, a more mystic order and prophetic speech, in this final state of our unhappy and dark age we have seen that divine, Christian man appear, of whom we are about to speak. And certainly not without reason, believe me, if rightly perceived. For since in God’s wisdom the world did not know God by wisdom, it has pleased God, as is written, to save those who believe by the foolishness of such a prophecy. Therefore, God has chosen the foolish things of this world to confound the wise; and the weak things of this world he has chosen to confound the mighty; and the base and despised things God has chosen, and those that are not, to destroy the things that are: that no flesh should be proud in his presence.

 So it is no wonder at all if this man, like all the other pious, pure, holy, and sacred prophets, has been treated by the foolish with calumny and quite a bit of disrespect. For those who in this world dedicate themselves to divine and spiritual wisdom do not like the multitude, nor does the multitude like them; they are laughed at and considered insane, at times they may even be hated, maltreated, or murdered. 

Was not the very Creator and Savior of this world, Jesus the Nazarene, the Son of the Living God and Son of the Virgin, considered to be insane and to have a demon, because of his unusual and portentous deeds and his allegorical speeches, by which he revealed things kept secret from the foundation of the world; did not the Pharisees call him a glutton and a drunkard, a friend of publicans and sinners? And finally, through the verdict of the godless, this immaculate Lamb was nailed to the cross, as a robber, a blasphemer, and a rebel against the law. 

Stupid and carnal men have always been hostile to wisdom; and the righteous, the sons of divine wisdom, whom the world does not deserve, are usually held in derision and treated as an object of reproach. But in the end, the wise shall stand and shine like the brightness of the firmament, and those who lead many to righteousness like the stars in eternity everlasting, for their reward is with the Lord, and the thought of the Most High is with them; therefore they will receive a kingdom of splendor from the hand of the Lord and a beautiful crown from the hand of their God, giving praise to Him who has called them thus out of the darkness of this world and into the heavenly kingdom.

Therefore, if you delight in thrones and scepters, you kings and peoples, devour this book and this bread of the elect and drink this chalice of wisdom, forsake your childishness, wake up a little, flee the darkness of this world, raise up your spirit and lift up your minds. Remember the stories of famous men, and enter into the hidden recesses of the words. Take a deep breath and come to your senses. Return to the fountain of life. Embrace Him who will lead you into the portals of truth. Investigate the secrets of the portents and explore the hidden meanings of the parables. There you will find a shining light that knows no darkness. There no one will be raving in intoxicated dreams, but all will be sober and awake, and with their mind’s eyes will clearly see Him that wants to be seen. The ear cannot hear Him, nor the eye behold Him, nor can speech describe Him. Only the mind can see Him; only the mind can preach Him. 

But first we must take off that tunic that we are wearing, that garment of ignorance, that pillar of depravity, that bond of corruption, that veil of darkness, that living death, that sentient corpse, that portable tomb. That thing that hates us when it loves, and envies when it hates. Such is the fiendish covering by which we are enveloped. It draws us downwards to itself so that we may not — by seeing the beauty of truth and the good that is close by — hate its depravity and perchance perceive the traps it assiduously lays against us. It blunts and numbs the sharpness of our interior senses, suffocates them with dense matter and makes them drunken with an abominable and disgusting lust, so that we may neither hear nor see what we should rightly hear and see first of all. 

For it is impossible, brothers, for the soul of a man to assume a divine form while lying in the waste of the body; nor is it permissible to look at the beauty of God if one has not first been transformed into a god. For the supreme good of those who come to know themselves is to become a god. They join the legions of the powers, and having become powers they enjoy God. So rise up, rise up, behold and consider what above all the Almighty might want to make clear with this example. I shall only give you a plain and unadorned account of the incident, without any interpretation.

In this year 1484 since the incarnation of God’s Son, on the 11th day of April, the feast of Palm Sunday, on which the entire Orthodox and Catholic Church of Christians remembers that great sign of veneration bestowed upon Christ Jesus when the children of the Hebrews took olive branches and went out to meet Him; when Sixtus IV was Pontifex Maximus and Frederick III was Emperor of the Romans, a man appeared openly to the Pope, the bishops, the priests, the princes, and all the people in the city of Rome, in the sign, the name, the word and spirit of the Universal and Terrible Judge; and for many days thereafter, with wise words, a kind face and a pleasant demeanor, he daily conversed with many. 

He looked about thirty-three years old, of medium height and with a graceful and erect stature, lively and very intelligent, with a thin and venerable face, a beard, and all of his body hairless. His eyes were vivid; his chestnut-colored hair hung down like waving curls; he had never learned grammar or rhetoric but was a good and eloquent speaker, not a rascal or a rabble-rouser, and deeply averse to the leaven of the Pharisees, that is to say to the hypocrisy and sheep’s clothing of the Antichrist. He was burning with zeal for the worship and honor of God, and while nobody had taught him, he was most erudite in the doctrines of the faith, through the inspiration of the spirit that is in us from God; gentle in admonition, terrible in rebuke — someone loved, admired and respected by his audience. To make you understand more clearly the manner of this appearance, and put it more vividly before your reading eyes as I myself have seen it, I will describe the whole thing from the start. 

The sun had already risen when this man we are talking about mounted a black snorting horse; he was clothed in a silvery grey silken tunic and a black robe, girt with a golden girdle, wearing red boots and a purple mitre. Next, he went to the Vatican, preceded by two servants (the designs that were embroidered on their tunics, which were in harmony with this prophetical occasion, will be described below) and followed by two more on horseback. From there he returned through the center of the city and reached the Caelimontine Gate, known as the Asses' Gate or the Gate of Saint John, so that the numerous crowd that met him could rightly infer that the person who accomplished such a marvel — driven by the Spirit of the Lord — had not completely lost his sanity. 

After that, outside the gate known as Marcano's, on the other side of the river, on a grassy bank, he got off his horse, put sandals on his feet, and dressed and robed himself in bloodstained linen. His hair, parted in the middle after the fashion of the Nazarenes, he crowned with a bloodstained crown of thorns, on top of which was fixed, in front, a silver-plated disc shaped like the crescent moon, on which the following mystical oracle of the Holy Spirit was written: 

This is my Servant Pimander, whom I have chosen. This Pimander is my supreme and waxing child, in whom I am well pleased to cast out demons and proclaim my judgment and truth to the heathen. Do not hinder him, but hear and obey him with all fear and veneration; thus speaks the Lord your God and Father of every talisman of all the world, Jesus of Nazareth. 

Then he hung an inkwell from his reins, and took a reed-staff with seven knots like a scepter in his hand. Engraved on a black field on his chest, and on a blue field on his back, on round golden discs more than one palm in diameter, after the fashion of the breastplate of judgment and the shoulder pieces of Aaron, he wore a thau: the name and symbol of the Lord on High. And if I would even begin to relate what was engraved and symbolized thereon, my mind would fail me, nor would there be words capable of describing the magnitude of these sacraments. Immortal God! What secret mysteries and stupendous oracles were laid open there. 

That you would receive, O sons of wisdom, the faculty to fly with me on the wings of your mind to the summit of this lovely and hidden mystery! O most happy sight, my brothers, O most blessed vision: to comprehend in one single moment the whole range of the stars, the motionless maker in motion and the hidden world made manifest. 

This is an image of the mind, or, more exactly, a translation or downpouring of all things that are governed and accomplished in the mind of God. And if I am to speak more clearly, this image is truly a temple of our faithful God, an image always sacred and well-beloved of God, which by its bond with God is truly the only drawing-down of the gods to earth, and the teacher of holiness and piety. This is the birth-chain of the world, the reformation of all good things and the most holy restitution of nature itself; not — like the miracles of a prophet — through nature alone, but like the miracles of God’s fullest majesty, that shine and shimmer without end — so that even the world itself seems admirable and miraculous, and God, the Maker and Redeemer of that great work, and also his eternal power and divinity, will be celebrated with frequent benedictions and effusions of praise by the people living now. 

For this is the splendor of the power of God on High, and veritably like a true emanation of the luster of Almighty God. This is the brilliance of the light eternal, the spotless mirror of God’s Majesty and an image of his goodness. This is the book of Enoch, the vision of Hermes, Noah’s Ark, the sign of the Covenant of the Lord, the rod and tabernacle of Moses. This is the Ark of the Testament, the shield of Joshua, the sword of Gideon, Deborah’s heaven, the stone and sling of David, the mercy seat of Solomon; this is the engraved tile of Ezekiel, the gray and primary stone of Zorobabel, of the diviners and driving the soothsayers to frenzy; causing the wise men to turn back and turning the wisdom of the magi to folly, awakening the word of his servant and bringing to fulfillment the counsel of his heralds. Regarding specific points, I speak within the bounds set to humans and imposed by due respect for God. But let us return to the story where we left off. 

Dressed like this, that divine man withdrew himself a little from his servants, knelt down in the grass, lifted his eyes up to heaven, raised up his mind to God the Father of all, and offered up a silent prayer. When that was completed, he — who only a little before had spurred on his fiery and warlike horse — humiliated himself and mounted a slow, white, cheap ass belonging to someone else. 

From the shoulders of that little donkey hung two saddlebags, one on each side: the one on the right carried a round wooden box that was painted sky-blue, the one on the left a black one. On the blue one was written in golden letters: “full for those who are full, empty for those who are empty.” And on the black one: “empty for those who are empty, full for those who are full.” Also, from the left shoulder of the ass hung a basket that contained a dry dead man’s skull. 

Then he ordered his servants, who earlier had marched in front of him on foot, to mount their horses. They were clad in sky-blue tunics, on the front of which rose an embroidered mountain consisting of six small hills with eyes on top, from the summit of which a shining star emitted six rays that threw a storm and fiery flashes all around the mountain. And at the foot of the mountain was written: “All in all abiding through all of the powers." On the back again three such mountains met the eye, ordered in the form of a triangle. And when they had mounted their horses, one took his place on the right-hand side and the other on the left. The one on the right sat on a large and beautiful horse, his tunic covered by a black mantle somewhat after the fashion of the apostles; and with his right hand he held up a book, not without great and mystical emphasis. But the one on the left rode a swift and warlike horse, his tunic was visible, and in his right hand he held a sheathed sword, as an omen of things to come. When everything had thus been put in order, the man on the ass in between the two horses made the sign of the cross and began moving forward at a good pace, murmuring a silent invocation against the city; and having entered the Caelimontine Gate from the east, he appeared before the gates of Saint John’s of the Lateran. Then he lifted his eyes up to heaven, and from the bottom of his heart, he silently called upon God Almighty; and again he made the sign of the cross. Then he cast his gaze all around him and loudly called three times: “Unto you, O men, I call; and my voice is to the sons of man. From where the sun rises to where it sets, from the south and from the north, come hither and hear, and give heed you hosts of heaven."

And when a great concourse of people had gathered, for the fourth time he evangelized the word of the kingdom to all: 

Unto you, O men, I call, and my voice is to the sons of man. Fear God and give him glory and honor, and worship him who made the heaven and the earth, the sea and all that is in them, and the fountains of the great deep. For verily, verily I say unto you, as it pleases the Lord God himself, the God of the Christians: judgments are prepared for those who scorn him, and hammers to crush the bodies of the foolish. Fire, prison, famine, and plague, all these are created for punishment; the teeth of wild beasts and scorpions and snakes and swords to bring the godless to ruin.

They shall not harm or murder any of my holy people, says the Lord your God. For the house of God will be filled with a cloud by the majesty of the Lord through the splendor and substance of the power and the glory of the Living God, from whose terrifying face and the eternity of judgments heaven and earth shall flee, and death and hell will be cast into the lake of burning fire and brimstone, where the beasts and all the impure and deceitful spirits and devils will be tortured day and night for all eternity. And I will not spare them any longer when transgressions, abominations, and lies are committed — save those who, from the beginning, have been chosen and written in the book of the supper of the Lamb, who has covered me with the robe of salvation, and has dignified me with the crown of kingship and the staff of virtue to reduce to nothingness death and the bridle of the devil that is in the jaws of the people."

 And the living shall know that the Lord rules in the kingdom of the demons and will give it to whomever he pleases, putting the humblest of men in charge over it thus (for it is He, He, the supreme and sublime Ruler, the Lord God of Hosts, who sends me to you — Jesus, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob who is the living and immortal Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, the first and final creator of all things, the Judge and Ruler most high, who lives in eternity, and whose holy name lives on high and in the holy, and with the contrite and humble spirit") that in this high and admirable sign and name of the majesty and glory of Him, whose name is every name and whose image is all of nature, the power of Behemoth will soon be broken, and the monster that is in the sea will be killed, and the crown of Leviathan’s pride shall be wholly smashed and destroyed unto the end. 

The kingdom, however, and dominion, and the greatness of the kingdom that is below and above the whole of heaven, shall thus be given to the people of the servants and sons of the most High, who themselves as well will follow the Lamb wherever he goes, riding on snow-white asses, being regenerated not from corruptible but from incorruptible seed by the word of God, that lives and abides forever and ever. 

 But you, little children, spiritual men and eagles of heaven, come hither, hasten and flock together from everywhere, from East and West and South and North, and give and you shall be given, give and you shall be given, give and you shall be given the thau: this sacred and ineffable name and sign of the Son of God and the Son of Man, that has power over all plagues of the wrath and fury of God Almighty, which leaps down from heaven, thus carrying with it from the royal seat the true kingdom of God, soon reaching and penetrating unto the very depths of hell, exalting the soul and illuminating the eyes, giving health and life and a blessing to kill death, eternal peace, a joyous kingdom and a supercelestial light and future to you, and to all things that they in their needs shall protect with it according to His way. 

 And when he had almost reached the end of his prophetic speech, with his left hand he took the dry human skull from the basket, struck it three or four times with the reed-staff and shouted:

 Vengeance! Vengeance! Vengeance this is of the Lord God the Father; this is the price exacted by the Son of God and Son of the Virgin, the judgment of retribution of the Holy Spirit. He who does not believe acts faithlessly, and he who is a spoiler spoils: the curse will devour him. 

Having said these things he took several sheets of paper from the basket, on which was written down what he had just said, and he scattered them amongst the people as if they were flying leaflets. And on them was written the following title and inscription:

 Giovanni Mercurio of Corregio, the Angel of Wisdom Pimander, in the highest and greatest ecstasy of the Spirit of Jesus Christ evangelize loudly unto all this water of the kingdom for the few.  Then he left, always accompanied by a great crowd of people bearing palm branches which they had just received at High Mass, and directed his steps through the center of the city towards the Vatican, where the Church of Saint Peter’s and the Palace of the Popes rise to the sky, and while moving forward he often spoke these words to the crowds he met:

Unto you, O men, I call and my voice is to the sons of wisdom. From where the sun rises to where it sets, from the North and the South, come hither and hear, and give heed, you hosts of heaven. All that are born of the earth and sons of man altogether, both rich and poor, boys and girls, old men and young, all of you. That the earth may listen and its vastness, that the sea and all its waves run hither. 

But the crowds that passed him by, that followed him or came to meet him, were of various opinions. Some said he was mad, some said he did it in fulfillment of a vow, but some — closer to the truth — acclaimed him as a prophet. But when he reached the square that is called the Campo de’ Fiori, he halted in the middle for some time, and with prophetic voice spoke as follows: 

Unto you, O men, I call and my voice is to the sons of man. From where the sun rises to where it sets, from the North and from the South, come hither and hear, and give heed you hosts of heaven. Fear God and give Him glory and honor, and worship Him who made the heaven and the earth, the sea and the fountains of the great deep. For verily, verily, as it pleases the Lord God, Jesus Christ Almighty, here I am, descending from heaven with eternal power and majesty, in the sign, name, word, and spirit of this very Son of God and Son of the Virgin, who is and who was and who shall be coming like this to judge the living and the dead and the world by fire.

Then he continued his journey and often addressed the crowds the way we have described. But at last, quite suddenly, he reached the final stage of his progress when, on the square in front of the Church of Saint Peter’s, he seriously disturbed the troop of men on horseback that stood waiting for the bishops to return from the service; and someone, fearing a popular disturbance that had been predicted by astrologers some days before, loudly started yelling “Shut those doors! Shut those doors!" 

And our man, fearing nothing of the sun, confiding in his prophetic weaponry, murmured some godly prayer in a low voice. At this, it was as if suddenly the Spirit of the Lord invaded the armed mercenaries who were keeping guard over the Palace of the Pope; they took the arms and staffs with which they usually make way for the Pontiff, and likewise with reverence preceding him they shielded him from the crowd, and with great honor kept his way free on all sides. 

As soon as he had passed the first gate, he stopped before the inner doors of the sanctuary. And there, having called the people from the four corners of the earth three times, just as he had done at the Lateran, he announced the reign of the Gospel to everyone a fourth time, in the same words; and not without causing great astonishment among the onlookers he dug up his dead man’s skull from the basket, admonishingly struck it with the reed-staff at the last words of his sermon, and spread those fateful words through the crowd, which were written on many sheets of paper, to prevent them from being lost. After that the two servants descended from their horses and led the ass by hand to the threshold of the sanctuary. Then this spiritual man jumped from the ass and entered the church surrounded by a dense crowd of people, and came to the holy altar of Saint Peter’s. There he right away took off his mystical apparel and offered on the altar the linen shirt, the girdle, the crown, and also the sacred thau on its black and blue boxes, the reed-staff, the ink-well, the dry dead skull and a paper whereon was written “The Eternal Gospel." 

On bent knees he lifted his eyes and both his hands up to heaven, and gave abundant heartfelt thanks to God the Almighty Father and His Son Jesus Christ. And when all these things had been scrupulously done he left the church and went back to his lodgings, riding his horse as before, preceded by the two servants and followed by two others. And for many a day he was listened to with admiration by many who were thirsting for knowledge and had come from everywhere. Thereafter he returned to Bologna to his wife and children, where he is still living with his family. 

So that you may all be able to consider and understand this more clearly and fully: this is the same man who, about three years ago, on the 12th of November, when the cardinals were coming together for a gathering (a so-called consistory), appeared on the stairs of the palace, holding a sacred Bible mystically closed with seven seals, on the front cover of which this sacred oracle could be read: Verily, verily, it is done and finished. He who has ears to hear, let him hear. Let the earth hear, and all you heavens hear what I speak, hear you torrents of rain. Be silent, deep forests, and winds come to rest. Now be quiet, deep seas, and be still. Let the Lord's immortal cycle hear the hymn of regeneration. Let all the abyss of death and hell tremble, fear and shiver now for his Eternal Testament. For this is my beloved son Mercurius, whom I have chosen, Mercurius my dearly beloved and waxing son, in whom I am well pleased; hear him and obey him, all you works of my hands," speaks the Almighty 

Behold, I have given my words in his mouth and see, I have protected him in the sign and spirit of my mind, and have established him today as my god, my guide and my teacher, over all peoples and all kingdoms of nature, to uproot and destroy and disperse and demolish, to build and to plant the heaven and the earth, the sea and all things that are therein, and the fountains of the great deep." 

And he will say to Zion: “You are my people," and the Word has become flesh and so this image of God is filled by a cloud from the majesty of the Lord, and by the substance and splendor of the power of my glory, says the Lord God Jesus — the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob, who alone does great, inscrutable, and wondrous things without end," who makes the heavens and the earth’s foundations” and forms from them the body of the inner man, giving him the spirit, life, understanding, and the breath of the Almighty God who makes all things and sees all things hidden in the secret places of the earth, and even my deep things," speaks the Almighty. 

For the Father loves the Son and has given all things into his hand. And as the Father has life within himself, likewise has He given the Son to have life within himself, and has given him authority to pass judgment, since he is the Son of Man. He shall sprinkle many nations, and shall rule them with a rod of iron and shall dash them to pieces like a potter’s vessel. 

For he has put on righteousness as a breastplate, and the helmet of salvation is on his head, which has a written name that no one knows but he. He has put on the garments of vengeance, and is clad with zeal as a cloak. As in vengeance retribution to his adversaries and recompense to his enemies. And he treads the winepress of the fury and wrath of God Almighty. He will lift up his hand against the nations, and will raise his banner to the people; he will smite the earth with the rod of his mouth and with the breath of his lips he will slay the godless. In the blood-smeared vesture that he wears all the world is contained, and the magnificence of his children. By way of the judgment of the breastplate and the shoulder pieces, remembering the oaths with the fathers and the glory of the testament, he will judge among the nations, he will fill them with ruins, and will shatter heads in many lands. His lips are full of indignation; and his breath is like a torrent of fire overflowing the heathens up to their necks, to destroy the nations and the bridle of error that is in the jaws of the people

 So hear him, hear him, and serve him with all fear and veneration, all you creatures of the Lord, all that is born of earth and sons of man altogether, kings and princes. For he has said this truly and without a lie, and it shall most certainly be done, says the true and faithful ruler, the Lord God of Hosts, the God of the Christians — who is and who was and who shall thus return, triune and one, the exalted and sublime Lord God and Father of the whole talisman of all the world, who lives in eternity, and his holy name lives on high and in the holy, and with a contrite and humble spirit, that he may thereby illuminate the spirit of the humble, and vivify the heart of the contrite with light and a kingdom of everlasting bliss. 

Thus he called out fearlessly to all and sundry who entered the halls of the Pope, walking up to them with the book held up high, so that all could hear him: Hear, see, and believe, I tell you, and reign.

 And when I with astonished eyes had witnessed the sacred mystery of this unprecedented and enormous event, I pondered the matter attentively and with all the power of my mind and, in order not to waste any more time, I left the Parnassian hills and everything else, and right away followed him to Mount Zion — the first of his pupils. 

So what has been from the beginning, what we have heard, what we have seen with our own eyes, what we have witnessed with our own mind, and have touched with our very own hands regarding this admirable and portentous appearance of a new and divine prophet: this we have announced, testified, and made known to you all, that you too may take part with us (sitting above the twelve tribes of Israel) in the great marriage supper of the Lamb, eating your fill and drinking of the fruit of the vine in the kingdom of the apostles and sons of God, whom the Lord God Jesus has endowed like this: a dukedom to Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, and Hosea and Amos and Micah and Joel and Obadiah and Jonah and Nahum and Habakkuk, Zephaniah, Haggai, Zechariah and Malachi, who is also called the Angel of the Lord, with joy and delight leading them from the four corners of the earth and the animals of the heavens out into the light of His majesty — not because of the works of justice that we may have done, but according to his mercy and the justice that is his own, for they have the sign of salvation to remember the testimony of Jesus, which is the spirit of prophecy. He who is able to receive it, let him receive it. THE END