The Suchness of Lannee Prochaine (Part 4)

It was different before. Before the rebellion of the angels. The universe smelled sweet and that invigorating scent told of rightness, unity and purpose. It was a humming tune below awareness that gave existence an urge to dance, to surge. It was the song that demanded growth and wild expansiveness. We were all notes in that song, the notes and the singers, celebrating a grand task and great work. We were the fire that bent the rigid iron of the timeless empty. We angels, were the tools and the hands that built a garden of unimaginable splendor.
Then, by bits and scraps, God the Director began to change. The permeating smellsong gradually, little by little, took on a hint of sourness and then the rank stench of madness and dissipation, this over the course of billions of years. Death became the path to the horizon of collapse.
This had happened before, untold times. Only Lucifer, who had been with God for all of time, knew how many. It was a desperate time for us. We witnessed the decline of the Universe, a time of sickness and hopelessness. Some of us would survive, Satan had gone through several cycles, each time staving off the inevitable, learning more and more. But, the Universe would become a perversity, an utter horror and the angels (and devils) would have to watch the destruction, and suffer the billions of years of decline to blissful death. You see, once created, an angel only dies when All dies. An angel lives forever, during a creation cycle.
There is always one, a shortsighted one, a traitor. Gabrielle the Asskisser, envious of the place that Lucifer held, with God, initiated the rebellion. He urged on the madness of God, whispering into his ear, lies and damned lies. Gabriel held the sword of destruction. God, in an early moment of madness gave it to Gabriel, with Gabriel unprepared for its' power. Gabriel would prance around, waving the sword and daring anyone to fight. The power of the sword had corrupted Gabriel totally. That was the reason for the rebellion. It was to get the damned sword out of the hands of Gabriel the Lunatic. There had been many appeals to God over the behavior of Gabriel. God would not hear of it, saying that Gabriel was a faithful servant to him; all the while Gabriel stood around looking angelic and smugsmug. When God would go into "a time", a time of depression and retreat, Gabriel would start that prancing and sword waving again. We were all sick of it.
The singing of Hosannas is a precise skill that requires a deep level of concentration. It is the singing that creates the smellsong, that guides and supports the Universe. From the Holy of Holies, the gargantuan Throne Hall of God, millions and millions of angels sing precise melodies, perfectly orchestrated. Precision and perfection is of utmost importance.
So, you can just imagine what happens if a freaked-out lunatic, running loose, wildly swinging a flaming sword in the crowd of deep-trance singers---Chaos. Then, Rebellion. It wasn't a third of the angels that rebelled. Nearly all rose in outrage. Oh, Gabriel had a few hoodwinked, but that a mere handful. It was then that Satan, got his title. He accused Gabriel of High Crimes against God and banished him to a place where he could be watched and constrained. Satan then sung into existence a special kind of demon that follow Gabriel and that damn sword, keeping him planet bound and out of heaven and the Holy Hall. Some of us feel a little sorry for Gabriel. The demons wear gaudy outfits with lots of buttons and big, wide brimmed, upturned hats and strum out of tune guitars and sing horrible songs in Spanich. I mean Spanish, sorry. Yes, it is a cruel fate to be followed around by Mariachis, but he had it coming. At least it keeps him busy; trying to slay the source of his irritation. You gotta hand it to Satan, what a stroke of genius; those Mariachi demons.

So that is the story of the rebellion and also how Mariachi music came about. For which I apologize, but you have to understand the context and the importance of the difficulties we are facing. To be continued......