Arc of the
Covenant
1313 BCE Egypt
Concealed by the
dark of the new moon, and disguised as an Imperial Guard of the Pharaoh, Moses furtively
made his way toward the most sacred sanctuary of the Temple of Thebes. His eyes
darted here and there as he scanned the corridor. He knew the consequences
would be grave—likely deadly—if he were caught in the forbidden area. Even so,
he would not be deterred. The stakes were too high. He must have the Arc of the
Covenant if the Israelites were to have a chance of surviving the exodus from
Egypt. Despite the high tension of his task, he found the calming techniques he
had learned in his studies assisted him in staying focused and reasonably calm.
Moses clung to
the shadows, moving along the Temple walls from the main Sanctuary crossing the
twelve smaller rooms toward the Mother Sanctuary. The scent of sandalwood greeted
him as he opened the door to the forbidden Sanctuary. The incense and a single lamp
burned to clear the sacred room from the rituals of the day. Carefully closing
the door behind him, Moses wiped the sweat from his brow, then paused as his eyes adjusted to the dim light. From across the
chamber he could feel the radiant energy of the precious Shamir stone contained
within golden Arc of the Covenant.
Illuminated by
the light of his lamp figures of men with the heads of beasts, each
representing an Egyptian deity, lined the walls on either side of the chamber.
Starting with the figure on the right, Moses bowed low, placing the palms of
his hands on top of his feet. He paid his respects to every figure starting
with the wall to his right and moving in order around the temple until he stood
before the altar.
As he ascended
the alabaster steps to the altar, the golden headdress and cloak of the
Imperial Guard protected Moses from the potent and dangerous energies of the
god stone within the Arc. Used in the
art of healing, the power within the stone contained all the colors of the
spectrum. Only an experienced hierophant of the Temple could touch it. An
Atlantean priest had inscribed upon the Shamir stone the whole of the symbolic esoteric
teaching throughout the ages of man as well as the force to vanquish any enemy
of God.
While exiled in
the desert, Moses came in service to the Temple of Isis and he learned the
ancient Atlantean teachings, language and hieroglyphics. As he approached the
golden Arc he raised the palms of his hands toward the Arc and began to chant
inwardly ancient names of God. With each sacred name his vibration grew until his
vibration matched that of precious god stone within the Arc.
On the altar
near the Arc was a covering with hieroglyphics meant to keep the stone’s energy
safely contained within the Arc when it was transported. Moses, now in harmony
with the stone and still chanting, reverently began dressing the golden Arc. To
his right he noticed a small, round, shiny object. Curious, he picked it up.
There were twelve small brilliant gems atop the round device. He could feel a
pulsing energy in harmony with that of the stone within the Arc. With no time
to determine how the round device was connected to it, Moses secured the object
alongside the golden Arc with the threads attached to the covering.
Exodus
25 – Jehovah said to Moses, “Tell the people of Israel that everyone who wants
to may bring me an offering from this list: gold, silver, bronze, blue cloth,
purple cloth, scarlet cloth, fine-twined linen, goat’s hair, red-dyed rams’
skins, acacia wood, olive oil for the lamps, spice for the anointing oil and
for the fragrant incense, onyx stones, stones to be set in the ephod and in the
breastplate.
For
I want the people of Israel to make me a sacred Temple where I can live among
them. This home of mine shall be a pavilion – a Tabernacle.”
After
Jehovah inspected the building of the Temple, He then said to Moses, “Put
together the Tabernacle on the first day of the month. In it, place the sacred marble
stone, the Ten Commandments; and install the veil to enclose the Arc of the
Covenant within the Holy of Holies.”
A bead of sweat
made its way down his forehead as the tension grew within Moses. He knew the
neophytes of the Temple would soon be coming to begin their day. Turning from the altar he tucked the Arc into another
sack made of hemp and made his way carefully down the altar steps.
Though outwardly
calm, Moses felt as if he were listening with every fiber of his being for the
sounds of people approaching. His disguise would do him little good if someone
challenged him as he carried the Arc in the hemp sack. He paused at the door
and carefully peered down the corridor. The false dawn preceding the morning
had not yet appeared. Yet. But Moses knew its arrival was immanent.
Taking another
calming breath, Moses left the Sanctuary and retraced his steps. Scant steps
away from the archway that opened to the desert, Moses froze at the sound of
movement nearby, then pressed himself against the wall willing himself to melt
into it. A heartbeat later a rat scurried across the corridor and disappeared
into a crack in the stone wall.
Moses let out a breath he had not been
aware he had been holding, moved deliberately through the archway, and
disappeared into the early morning blackness.
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