Sunday, November 8, 2015

A very short thought

The Name of God, ש-ד-י, in Gematria (letter-value system) has value 10,4,300, ie 314.

That is all.

If anyone has some nice insight into that, please comment or email me.

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

A brief description of the destruction of Sedom et all.

There are a number of points of archeological evidence that point to the nature of the destruction God wrought upon Sodom, [G]omorrah (the ‘g’ happened because the ancient ayin was a glottal stop, like the ‘Ng’ we see in a number of African names today) and the other cities of the fertile plain by the Jordan river. Together, they point to an airburst of a comet  or other previously orbital chunk of material, much like the one filmed over Russia a few years ago, or the Tunguska event.
In Perek יט
כג  הַשֶּׁמֶשׁ יָצָא עַל הָאָרֶץ וְלוֹט בָּא צֹעֲרָה.
23 The sun went out over the land, and Lot came to Tzoar.
כד  וַיהוָה הִמְטִיר עַל סְדֹם וְעַל עֲמֹרָה גָּפְרִית וָאֵשׁ מֵאֵת יְהוָה מִן-הַשָּׁמָיִם.
24 Then God caused to rain upon Sodom and upon Gomorrah brimstone (i.e. sulfur and sulfurous compounds) and fire from Go out of the sky.

Consider the Greek legend of Phaeton, wherein the son of their sun god stole the sun-chariot, and came too near the Earth, burning it, and Zeus was forced to explode him with a bolt of lightning.
This implies a Michael-Bayesque sequence:
The sun is burning just over the eastern horizon; the quiet peace of early morning hangs over Sodom, Gomorrah, and their sister-cities. Westward, in the foothills of what will one day, far in the future, be known as the Judean hills, six tiny human figures crest the first large hill, perhaps even a quite small mountain, worthy of the name.
                Then – suddenly – the sun grows suddenly huge, a fiery bull charging. A nameless comet burns towards some of the most ancient cities of Man, outspeeding its own sound more than twenty-fold. As it dives ever deeper into the ocean of air, it shatters into several chunks. Some fly further on, detonating over the glimmering Mediterranean, over remote & uncivilized Greece, now but a province of a mighty empire, its great days a double thousand years yet to come.
                One chunk, glowing eye-searing-bright, roars towards the Jordan. Lot’s wife turns back, stands atop the mountain, one hand shielding her eyes from the glare, wondering at the sun come so low.
                Below her, behind the shielding bulk of the hill, the men throw Lot and his daughters to the ground. It is already too late for her.
                The shard hits air so dense at its poly-Mach speed, it shatters as a fluffy snowball on a car window. But this snowball still carries the energy of multiple Hiroshimas within it. All that energy now disperses in every direction, a wall of heat and sound.
                Sodom and her siblings are flattened in an instant, its people disintegrated, the buildings pulverized, the crops incinerated.
                Lot’s wife, too, disappears to the blast wave.
                The blast reverberates off of the surrounding mountains; the nearby cities, Tzoar among them, in the mountains start at the blast, and gaze at the mushroom cloud, rising high into the atmosphere.

                Avraham too, sees the rising cloud from deep within the Judean hills – at Eylonei Mamre, where he had argued their defense the previous evening.