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MALKUTH
​Malkuth means Kingdom. It is associated with the realm of matter/earth and relates to the physical world,
Chapter 79
Theseus​
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a seed of void
black pearl
a tear of emptiness in the eye of forever
non – existent center
veiled with surrounding petals
in rainbow color
spinning the light
of a crystal lotus
unfolding to
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BLACK PEARL WITHIN THE CRYSTAL LOTUS
(Eagle / Lion)
Wilkipedia?
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Singularity was never gentle.
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Each passage stripped Jim of form, identity, and continuity. His body dissolved into intention while his consciousness remained intact, forced to navigate without anchor. The strain was immense—an unmaking endured while still aware. In such moments, he learned to focus on what mattered most. He fixed his attention on Yaohushua—not as symbol, nor as doctrine, but as orientation. Purpose sharpened. Submission faded.
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He reminded himself of the rule he must not break:
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The beings of Artemis were not to remain gods to humanity.
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A deadline had been set. He intended to meet it.
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Genie, opportunistic as ever, located a permissible discontinuity—a loophole in the fabric of space-time that allowed the Flying Dutchman to re-enter the Aegean without violating local causality. The weather cooperated poorly. Jim corrected for it by allowing the vessel to be lost.
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The Dutchman sank into the storm.
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Jim swam.
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Forty leagues later, he reached shore and collapsed onto wet sand, lungs burning, muscles rebelling.
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“Could you not have placed me closer to land?” he asked aloud.
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Idiot responded calmly.
“We required proximity to a previous displacement node. Survival probability was absolute. The swim simplified the solution.”
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Jim closed his eyes.
“No objection,” he said, lying politely. “Glad to be of assistance.”
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He sat up slowly.
“And where, precisely, am I meant to be?”
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“You are en route to Athens,” Idiot replied. “Your identity is now Theseus. Reports indicate you were lost after descending into the underworld following the abduction of Persephone. The revised narrative credits Hercules with your rescue.”
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Jim exhaled.
“And Persephone?”
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“A recovery pathway exists,” Idiot said. “But Theseus receives no credit. Her return is celebrated annually without attribution.”
Jim smiled faintly.
“She returns, but not here. Not now.”
“Correct. She is non-existent in this temporal frame.”
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Idiot paused, then added, “Persephone is later recognized as Xuang’s high priestess. Xiang and Xuang will introduce her to Earth under agricultural rites. This preserves continuity.”
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Jim nodded. He remembered.
“So,” he said quietly, “I am Theseus again.”
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“Affirmative.”
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“And this road leads me back to Antiope.”
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“You promised to make her your bride.”
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“Yes,” Jim said. “I remember.”
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Idiot continued, “Legend also records involvement with Ariadne—currently High Priestess to Isis on Crete. She governs belief from Knossos. Minos rules only by consent.”
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“And when the Minotaur is slain,” Jim said, “she leaves.”
“Yes. You reveal yourself. She follows. Xiang return her to Artemis later."
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“And Medea?”
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“When she sees you, she will know it is time. She will be angry. She believes you betrayed her.”
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Jim smiled thinly.
“She may try to kill me.
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“She will fail.”
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“She needs to try.”
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A pause.
“And Morgana?” Jim asked.
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“She departed with Jason’s company and settled in what will later be called Britain. Retrieval is possible—much later.”
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Jim laughed softly.
“The Argonauts took the long way home.”
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Medea had known the straits would close. She had steered them up the Danube, overland, while she herself found a new king to entangle. Jason’s ship would reach the Rhine by brute persistence alone.
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Jim rose to his feet.
“Let us go to Athens.”
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The man calling himself Theseus encountered resistance on the road—thieves, bullies, men who mistook strength for entitlement. Each fell. Word spread. By the time he reached the city, he was already a hero.
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He spoke openly.
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He would free the land from the curse of the Minotaur.
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Crowds gathered. Rumors followed. Some whispered that he was the king’s lost son. Others said he was something else entirely.
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The king heard them all.
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And began to worry.
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The Kingdom had been entered.
Malkuth received its king.
The myth had stabilized.
The monster waited.


