While traveling on the timeline, I was given to touch and read some runic texts that I submitted to you. So you were able to read the Four Kingdoms, the Four Quarters, and the Four Pagan Gospels: the Saying of Iahn the Ancestor — which is about to appear — the Saying of Merlin and that of Marc’h. Now, here is the Saying of Lugh the Resplendent. At least the verses I was able to remember.
These four Sayings which I called Celtic Gospels are in fact neither Celtic nor Gospels. They date from before the historical Celts. Long before. And if they sing the glory of a Christ, it is not Jesus. The Sayings praise the exploits of Christ Rama. But the matter and the authors are so close that the temptation to call them Gospels is irresistible to me.
Lugh can be written Lug or Luke. He inspired the apostle Saint Luke. I have already dedicated other articles to him: Lugh the Cyclops – The Roaring Sword of Lugh – The four sons of Lugh. Look at what the dominant thought says about it: “Lugh Lámhfada — Lugaidh or Lonnansclech — is a great Celtic god. Very present in Gaul, he is the inventor of all the arts, as Orpheus the protector of merchants and travelers.As Hermes He covers the 3 functions (priestly, warrior and productive), he comes from the marriage between the world of the spirit (son of Cian) and the world of matter (son of Ethnea).” (source)
All great truths begin as blasphemies.
Rama the Great conquered all the lands of Europe, a good half of Africa and all of Asia. He has carved a beautiful empire also in America, both in the north and in the center and on the Andes. Such a prodigy in such a remote era can seem impossible. Wait a minute. Rama did not always move on horseback or camels. Son of Hyperborea, he possessed the tech of the terraforming gods. Several billion years of technological and scientific development at his full disposal.
Ram was using a terrifying arsenal. It also had world-class maritime, air and space fleets. Thanks to the speed of his flying machines, he was moving from one end of his vast empire to the other in the space of a few moments. He had no difficulty in administering such expanses, for he had men of his own there, all awakened fifth stage, great initiates, and of course children of Hyperborea, having received the precious teaching of the former gods.
In countries which were not under his direct control, the demigod maintained emissaries and correspondents. Nothing was left to Osiris, god of Chance. What does not come from the hand of Osiris is only negligence, said Rama the impeccable warrior who took responsibility for his actions, his thoughts, his loved ones, his people, all humans, the earth whole. Let’s say that his divinatory and visionary powers were not the only ones involved. Its observation satellites and drones constantly flew over the six continents. They also watched over the space, the sky, the seas, the deserts, the craggy mountains and the lost valleys, so that no one escaped his divine vigilance. So he made order and peace reign over his empire.
His reign lasted two thousand years, from -7000 to -5000.
This incredible period of peace and prosperity
would have given birth to the myth of the golden age.
At its height his empire covered the entire earth.
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Lugh’s material is shaped by combat. As for the Spirit and its paranormal manifestations, his “gospel” gives a perfect illustration. The parallel with the Gospel of Saint Luke is obvious. La CroixFrench catholic newspaper says so: “All the characters who intervene in the first chapters [of the Gospel of Luke] do so under the action of the Holy Spirit, who is in fact at the centre of the work of Luke, the Gospel and the Acts of the Apostles. When Jesus opens his mission in the synagogue of Nazareth, he comments on the text of Isaiah that he has just read. In him the Word is fulfilled: “The Spirit of God rests upon me” (Luke 4:18; cf. Isaiah 61). The whole Gospel will show the Spirit at work in the words and deeds of Jesus: healing, parables, words of forgiveness.” (source)
Lugh is an important figure in the Old Druid Religion. The city of Lyon was dedicated to him, as its Latin name indicates, Lugdunum. The fort of Lugh. It radiated around him, looking bright even in broad daylight. High in stature, he was more than 4m tall, as were all his peers, Tuatha of Ireland, Greek Heroes, Olympian Gods, Titans, and Devas of India. For in his time the gods walked among men.
Of course they were not God in the modern sense of the term, which comes closer to the Source as the one God. The former gods were all but unique. They were nicely numerous indeed. The sacred texts of India speak of tens of millions. Yes, that’s a lot. It took people to terraform a planet like ours. All the trades were represented, including legions of combatants, as other entities came from the stars to Terra and its magnificent facilities. A few hundred thousand years ago, exterminating wars ravaged the surface of the globe.
Lugh’s mother is a Fomoire. A people of giants, but of Earth origin. By his father, Lugh is a Tuatha de Danaan, heir to the former gods and god himself. We saw in Lugh the primordial god of Irish mythology. It probably had the same importance in Gaul, since the city of Lyon was dedicated to him. The Roman name of the first capital of the Gauls, Lugdunum, means the fortress of Lugh.
Only Ireland has given us a few legend texts. The Tuatha of the goddess Dana Ann are presented as living in Ireland from where they had driven the Fomoires.
On the Gallic past before romanization, we only have objects, tools, or works of art. The Gauls did not write their language. They held the oral to be superior to the written. In our time, Koranic schools have a comparable point of view. Then came Caesar. With his Gallic War, he charged the trial of the Gauls. And the romanization would have changed the tedious Gauls into refined Gallo-Romans.
Don’t believe that crap. The Celtic refinement is much earlier. Since the dawn of time, they have been brave warriors, powerful druids, ingenious builders and above all skilled craftsmen for fashion, dishes, jewelry and cooking. The more things change, the more they stay the same…
Lug or Lugus is the main deity of the Celts, equivalent to the Irish god Lugh or Lú, known as Lamhfhada “with long arms”, because he had the power to strike from a distance, and qualified as Samiløich, that is, as a “polytechnician”, because he was an inventor and practitioner of all the arts. (Wikipedia).
Many scholarly texts see Lug as a primordial god. Primordial God, Lug? The statement can be surprising. He is neither primordial nor a god in the modern sense. We know his parents. Lug arrived long after the creation of his species, the former giants. How could it be considered primordial? The most important thing, yes, not the first. Or perhaps the first to care about the little men that we are, and not to despise them for their height of four feet and their lofty origins. He belonged to the race of our creators. Half of him, okay, but he makes an impression.
Let us be wary of Homer’s delusions. It is, with Julius Caesar and some others, the main source of information on these prehistoric heroes — who do not belong to prehistory! They are indeed part of human history, belonging to the previous humanity certainly, but just as human and mortal as us.
Lugh has something of Rama. It is true that I see him everywhere. Rama is a famous friend of men. A magnificent ally of our species. Too bad that the wear and tear of time has distorted his teaching and distorted his wisdom. From Lamaism to Buddhism, we measure loss. A sign of ever-present decline.
Lugh also has something of Prometheus. The friend of men. Prometheus loved men more than his fellow gods because he had created men and not gods. We are his people. He is our ally. He took our side against his uncle Zeus, ie God. Zeus comes from the Greek word theos which gave dieu, ie god. Without capital letter…
Theology is the study of God. Can we really study God? The gods, yes, we can. Easy. We have texts, traces. Be careful, however, not to take the ancient gods for God. That’s true, but mythic. And historians are too serious to take an interest in myths. And mythologists are too jealous to open their subject of study to historians. And the jealous are too mythomaniac to tell the true story. Alas, alas, three times alas.
The single capital God is a rather recent invention. It was obtained by a masculinization of the Goddess, the Great, our mother certainly, capable of living several billion years — but mortal like everyone else. Everyone who lives will have to die one day or another. If we cannot study God in capital letters, because he is not, we can study, love and even pray to the Goddess, because she made us and loves us.
She didn’t give us any material. Our physical body is the work of Sumerian gods, Ea Enki and his wife/sister, Ninhursag, the Lady of the Mountain. Seeing the physical perfection of this new earthly creature, Ana the Goddess gave it a soul. This is a higher consciousness that is present in the human unconscious, and which reveals itself in some, still too few, the awake.
If awakening is precious, sleep becomes so, because for an awake, sleep is divine.
We are the only creatures of earth to possess a soul. As such, an awakened one is neither animal nor vegetable nor mineral. He belongs to another kingdom as a seed of God. When he dies, the awakened person feels a strong disgust for his physical body whose sight he cannot bear. It has countless senses, which make ridiculous our seven animal human senses. That is why we owe an extreme gratitude to the Goddess, certainly mortal, but so generous with her creatures capable one day of deifying themselves in her image.
Now here are some excerpts from the Gospel of Lugh. In pink, I added my comments. For now, I have only found three books by Lugh. There are more, I saw him: seven books. The first four books included 4 verses. Only the fourth book is complete. Books 5, 6, and 7 were longer. There were (probably) seven verses. As I find more, I will update this article, of course.
First book
1.1 Ar Ramos was born near the stars, sheltered from the rage of the past. He was born of our Holy Mother, a thousand times blessed be she and her divine descendants. Ar Ramos is one of the most illustrious, praises to his spirit that hovers over the waters. Throughout his life among men, the Spirit guided his word and his hand.
Ar Ramos means Aries in old Norse. Sorry to call Christ this pagan god, but as Bernard Shaw says :
All great truths begin as blasphemies.
1.2 Ram came out of the Divine Island with the waves of the descendants. Like all the Giants before, when Ram was 9, he passed the Free Choice test. I did mine too.
The Divine Island, you have recognized it, is Hyperborea, the great vessel of the former gods, terraformers of this planet. Being 5 meters high, Ram was certainly the biggest of the former giants. But Ram was very small in front of the first Cyclopes which originally measured about fifty meters… At that time, gravity was much less. For the earth’s attraction was counterbalanced by that of the great ship which occupied the whole northern sky….
1.3 The choice was thus made. Or stay on the Divine Island to work among the Gods his fellows, and grow up near his blessed Holy Mother a thousand times. Or go down to Terra to grow up among humans and work for their upliftment as well as the advancement of their wisdom.
The former gods are our teachers. Education is part of a terraforming. But they accept their role with more or less good grace…
Second book
2:1 Ramos was ordained to be a Descendant, for our honor and for his glory. Out of taste for Terra and the harshness of its climates, Ram renounces the cozy comfort, the refined happiness of up there.
Descendant is not taken here in the usual sense. For terraformers, is Descending a god (or an angel) who agrees to live on Terra among humans. Given their gigantic size, the cyclops must be careful not to crush some of us.
2.2 Out of desire to be useful to the weakest of beings, he forgets the blessed encounters, the fabulous beings, the Inheritors, the Fairies, the Amphigurus, and the clique of funny galipotts who hold in his hand.
Here words are lacking to describe unknown beings today. Are they natives of Terra, or creatures genetically modified by terraformers? I can’t say.
2.3 Out of love for humans, he deprived himself of the infinite entertainment of the Divine Island. No more robokinos, no more erostaurants, no more the rare joys that only the Island of a Hundred Thousand Pleasures could provide. Ar Ramos chose. Respected be he, glorified be his name.
There too, I had to forge new words to designate distractions that we do not know…
Third Book
3.1 His Free Choice? Go down! Before only remains ashes. While descending he ascends to the firmament, conqueror He descends to the heart of the Descendants. Ram smiles with a cheerful air, let his joy remain, amen!
3:2 Recently Ram the Descendant was God among the Gods, chosen among the elect. His noble birth destined him to the richest palaces, to silk dresses embroidered with fine gold, to the three rows of pearls adorning the root of the lingam.
3:3 And behold, he is the shepherd of the flock of sheep, the innumerable flock which Hercules had met, and the island of Hesperides. Now, here he is, a humble sheep shepherd of a bleating flock, does he know that he will become general of an army of a hundred thousand helmets? His noble leader, adorned with curved horns, is Ramos the Ram.
Lugh the Cyclops shows us the natural lineage between the contrasting phases of the life of the great Rama. The shepherd of childhood gives life to the shepherd of men, a theme abundantly taken up by Christian literature: the Lord is my shepherd, nothing can miss me. Or: Feed my lambs, feed my sheep. When Jesus declares that he is the lamb of God, he claims a ram as his father. Jesus would therefore be a Hyperborean son of Ram the Ram. I showed this amazing sonship in another article.
(gap: 8 chapters missing)
Praise be to him!
Fourth Book
4.1 He is come upon a cloud, his faithful flying companion.
4.2 He landed on the shore, and swam in the ocean.
I suppose that cloud is an aircraft, like Pegasus or Buraq, Muhammad’s flying horse.
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4.3 He is the hero of our dreams, he is rest and truce.
4.5 No matter if he is no longer with us, his companions are on their knees.
Many gaps make the text a bit surreal. If the genius visits me one day in the Akashic Annals, these voids will fill.
Four ancient songs praise Rama, written by four heroes of Pre-Celtism.