Descent of the Ram by Astarius
	1. Instant Recap    In The Ram of God Part I, you've read how an Avatar was conceived during the solar eclipse of August 11,1999, and born during the great planetary alignment of May 3 & 4, 2000.  I who speak with you am he ~ I Am Astarius.    I was a fully self-aware being from the moment of my conception in the Hyperean, and was conscious of the whole process of my gestation therein.  As the destined moment of my birth approached, a portal opened in space at the edge of the solar system, right in the middle of the constellation Aries, as viewed from the Earth.  There I was between the worlds, with the light of Thule shining from behind me as I gazed through the stargate at the majestic spectacle of the seven spheres stretched out before me like God's own pearls on a string, and Earth the eighth at the very end. 2. Saturn    I stepped through the warp into time, and there to greet me was Time himself in the guise of a Titanic being named Chronos, who is lord of the planet Saturn. I stepped upon his world and he greeted me, paying me obeisance as a Lord of Light.  I told him my name and mission, and he handed me a sword and a suit of glowing raiment, like unto the form of a giant or a God.  When I donned it, I found it to be a structure large and strong enough to form a mighty collective organism, a true mystical body like those that once existed on Earth, which were destroyed and replaced by the soulless, mechanical Leviathan.    Wary lest the new garment which covered me should impinge upon my light, I conjured the fire of the NihilLux, just as when I existed as God the All and None in the pure spaceless-timeless realm before the universe began.  It flared at full brilliance, filling my new form and enlightening it; and likewise it gave this form to the NihilLux itself, so that now the great passive benevolence at the heart of all being had taken on an active shape and will.  The Nihil-God itself wills nothing; but as Astarius-the-mask-of-Nihil, my every act would henceforth be the Will of God.    Chronos waved his hand and gathered in some of the light that radiated from me.  He rubbed it in his palms, then held it out and showed me that he had transformed it into a little spherical bit of an arcane substance.  "This is called NihilLed," he said.  "It's that of which all things and beings are made."  He cast the ball into the air and it immediately dispersed, for it was only a piece of the basic substratum of existence itself.    "Ah," I said, "the Prima Materia."    Chronos nodded, saying: "To fulfill your mission, you must learn the alchemy that can turn this lead into gold."  Then he pointed inward to the center of the solar system, and to Jupiter, the next sphere that lay ahead. 3. Jupiter    It was easy to fly through space in my subtle body, and soon I found myself in the Jovian sphere ~ which is not the same as the inhospitable, stormy, gaseous atmosphere of the physical planet, though they interpenetrate.  I alighted upon a scene that seemed much like Mount Olympus, and was greeted by Zeus himself, the ruler of the Gods.  "We have been expecting you," he said, "and have prepared a feast."  He beckoned me toward a table around which all the Gods and Goddesses sat, and so I joined them.  But it seemed a paltry feast, for everyone's cup was empty, and there was merely a single platter with a loaf of bread and two fishes upon it.  Zeus took a golden goblet and held it under a fountain near the table, then proferred the water to me.  I took it, and understood that this was another form of the NihilLed, the basic substance of life.  Was there some way I could transmute it into gold?    As if answering my thought, Zeus said: "We prefer red, if it please Milord."  With this cue I touched my fingertip into the water, and it instantly turned into what looked like red wine.  I tasted it, and it was a heavenly vintage; in fact, it was nectar, the luscious potion which gives the Gods their immortality; it was also the blood shed by Christ on the Cross.    I took the chalice and poured the nectar into all the cups of the company of Gods; every one was filled to the brim, yet the chalice was still overflowing.  "Why, it must be the Holy Grail," I said; and Zeus affirmed: "You have made it so.  It requires the touch of a questing knight with a pure heart."    Then I took the bread and broke it, and it turned into ambrosia, the food of the gods.  I passed it around the table and it multiplied, and the fishes as well.  Hera, the wife of Zeus and Queen of Heaven, said: "You are a wonderful alchemist, Milord Astarius.  I beg you to tarry with us anon."    "I'm honored," I answered, "but I must be off.  I have a pressing appointment on Earth at the moment of the New Moon."    "Yes, we know," said Zeus.  "Please take with you the Grail, and all of our good wishes."    I bowed my gratitude, and flew off again into the starry sky. 4. Mars    To get to Mars I had to veer slightly to my right off the trajectory of the larger alignment, for Mars was in Taurus as viewed from Earth.  I was met by Ares, the God of War, not to be confused with the constellation of the Ram; though I couldn't help but mentally note that phonetically I was still in "Aries".  The God was somewhat preoccupied, for I found him lying in a field of flowers being carressed by seven extremely beautiful young maidens.  I hesitated to intrude, but he beckoned to me, saying, "Ho, my kinsman!  Allow me to introduce the Pleiades, the Seven Sisters of that beautifully truthful myth.  They're always very happy to see me when I venture every year into the west end of Taurus; but this time it's even more of a great occasion in honor of the coming of your illustrious self, an Avatar ~ a once-in-an-aeon event!  So hail, Astarius!  Would you care to join me here in the flower bed?"    As tempting as it was, I couldn't help but remark that I had been expecting a more. . . martial reception.   "Yes, of course," said Mars, gently pulling himself away from the embraces of the ladies.  "I must grant you the boons of valor and victory ~ or rather, the opportunity to win them."  He waved his arm, and suddenly a horde of barbarian warriors tromped out of the nearby woods, rattling their swords and spears and shouting horrible epithets.  The suddenness of it took me aback, but I quickly steeled myself for battle.  One of the Pleiadian maidens approached us now leading a white horse; there was a pleasant cognate resonance, she being as alabaster bare and silky-skinned as the stallion.  "To make it a fair fight," said Mars, "I give you this noble creature ~ the steed, that is, not the lady.  His name is Equus; he is the living archetype of the warhorse.  Since you are already armed with the sword that was the gift of Chronos, and the cup of good spirits from Jove, there is little more I can do now but urge you to have at it!"    I had little choice, for the gruesome host charged toward me.  I swung up onto my mount, but before I could spur him forward, another one of the Pleiades sisters rushed up to me and thrust a smooth, egg- shaped stone into my hand.  "It's a Shiva Lingam," she said; "it will bring you good fortune in battle."    Surprised, I said, "It doesn't appear very phallic for a lingam."    "Trust me," she said, and her smile was so sweet and childlike that I could not refuse.  I popped the stone into my saddlebag, drew my sword, magically expanded the cup into a shield, and galloped toward my attackers.    I was outnumbered by a hundred to one, but they were mere Asuras ~ warrior-spirits and demons ~ whereas I am Astarius, the Ram of God.  I fought furiously, slicing through them with my blade, and for awhile I prevailed.  Inevitably, though, I was overwhelmed by sheer force of numbers.  While I was beset by attackers on all sides, an unhorsed warrior swung a mace at the feet of Equus, and he stumbled, sending me flying to the ground.  My sword clattered off in one direction, while the Shiva-stone bounced out of the bag in another.  With the chortling horde about to pounce on me, I instinctively went for the stone.    I laid hold of the Shiva Lingam and squeezed it in my hand.  Instantly the Great Fear I had felt in the face of imminent death was transmuted into unabashed rage.  How dare these creatures try to kill me?  Until this moment I had fought with a methodical detachment, but now it became very personal.  The feeling of impassioned outrage flushed through me and flared as fire in my groin.  My member sprang erect; I was seized by a berserker frenzy, and began to lay waste my opponents.  I unhorsed them right and left, grabbing weapons, stabbing, chopping, disemboweling, beheading, and slaying every one that came near me.  I suffered some wounds in this process, and, again acting on instinct, I created a defense.  I pulled in the orgone that was throbbing from my cock, drew it up my spine and around the top of my head to my third eye; then from this upper power-center I used visualization to spread out the orgonic fluid over my body and harden it into a form of invisible armor, which was totally effective against every blow of fist or mace or sword.  I had become invulnerable.    From this new position of strength I discovered that I could reverse the tide of sexual energy and shoot it out of my phallus like a deadly ray or laser or beam weapon.  I turned it on my attackers full force, and it levelled them.  I swivelled around 360 degrees, and wiped out all the opposition in the twinkling of an eye.   And there I stood, victorious.    Now with my anger spent, my natural compassionate self returned, and I felt sorrow for all the beings I had just slain.  "Don't fret," said Ares, suddenly appearing at my side, "they'll rise to fight another day."    "Ah, so this is your magic theatre," I said.    "Yes, but quite real all the same.  If you had lost, Earth would've had to wait for another Avatar."    I shuddered, but the feeling quickly passed.  All the Pleiades had gathered round us, and were staring at me with radiant admiration and scarcely-concealed lust.  "Perhaps I shall dally now after all," I said, and the sisters squealed in delight.      "If you will," said Mars.  "But, with no offense to my lovely companions, I must remind Milord Astarius that the most beautiful lady in the solar system is expecting you momentarily."  Then he pointed dramatically to Venus, and my course was clear before me.  I gathered my weapons, mounted my charger, and was off. 5. Venus    This time I set my course to starboard and travelled at a westward angle across the whole width of the planetary alignment, because Venus and Mars were on opposite sides.  This made the alignment especially well-balanced sexually, complementing the union of the Sun with the New Moon in the middle of it.    Beneath the everlasting clouds of Venus is a stormy physical world with frequent volcanic eruptions and vistas of rugged grandeur.  Its hypersphere, however, is a breathtaking realm of delicate beauty, for this is the home of Love herself.  I flew along on Equus under a sky that was blue and white, with an occasional shower of flowers.  I saw flights of what I took for birds; but when I drew closer I found that they were actually flocks of cherubs, baby angels -- some of them even had Cupid-bows.    I saw a larger creature flying toward the horizon, and spurred Equus to overtake it.  It turned out to be a winged horse, ridden by a woman so exquisitely ravishing that she could only be the mistress of this domain: Aphrodite herself, on her mount Pegasus.  She was as naked as Lady Godiva except for a mere ribbon of filmy cloth and her long golden hair.    I pulled abreast and hailed her.  She seemed startled, then smiled coyly and wheeled her steed at an airborne gallop away from me.  I gave chase, for I knew this was her game.  At the moment I again overtook her she retreated downward to an aerie on a mountaintop and alighted.  I followed, and she took off on foot along a precarious ledge.  I edged my way along in pursuit, but after a couple of turns she seemed to have vanished.  I backtracked, and chanced upon the concealed entrance to a cave.  It was black as night inside, so I held out my left hand and kindled a small simulacrum of the Star of Life.  It illuminated an immense cavern, with the lithe body of Venus vanishing behind a bend.    I pursued her along a downward-wending slope, with hazardous drops at every turn.  Serpents slithered along the floor and strange horned creatures popped their heads out of crevices.  I lost sight of my quarry momentarily as the path led into an ominous black tunnel.  I stepped into it, and was met by a putrid organic stench.  I leapt backwards just as massive jaws clamped shut, grazing my skin.  It was not the mouth of a cavern but of a gigantic demonic living creature.  It lunged towards me, gnashing its razor-sharp teeth.  I found myself backed into a wall with no way of escape ~ so I leapt into the loathsome mouth, and plunged my sword straight down its throat, hewing and hacking and stabbing at the soft flesh that enveloped me.   The creature choked and gurgled, and vomitted up its life blood; the mouth hung limp and open, and I was free.    I found the true path again, and followed it until it opened into light.  I was now in a beautiful sunlit field or savannah, speckled with patches of trees, and bordered by the moutain from whose interior I had just emerged.  And there in the near distance was Venus, still fleeing.  I took off after her at a full gallop, even without my horse.    She was swift as the wind, but I was quicksilver.  I was right at her heels when she dove into a river ~ it was narrow, but the water roiled around some jagged rocks.  She obviously knew the course extremely well, and she emerged on the far bank unscratched in a few moments, while I had to take great care to avoid the hazards.  Finally I reached the land and continued the pursuit, glad at least that all the treacle from the mouth of the beast in the cave had been washed from my Hypereal body.    I overtook Venus again as she tried to cut into a wood.  I laid a hand on her a moment before she could reach this concealment, and now she was caught.  I threw her to the ground, being as gentle as I could under the circumstances; then I straddled her so that she could not escape.  Struggling to regain my wind, I said: "Aphrodite, I presume?"    "Let me up," she said, "and I may deign to give you a courteous reply, in spite of your oafish effrontery."    "Ho!  You speak of discourtesy after leading me on that harrowing and nearly fatal chase?"    "You are an intruder in my realm," said Venus.  "I still don't know what your intentions are, and your present bearing speaks ill for them."    I said: "I am Astarius, on my way to redeem the Earth and turn the Aeon.  I'm visiting each planet in the alignment, and I came here looking for Love."    She gazed into my eyes and gasped, for she saw that it was true.  "You are an Avatar," she said, and I nodded.  I dismounted her body, releasing her, and she did not flee.  She said: "The gift of my love is not easily won, but when it is, it lasts forever."    "Ah, but you are love incarnate.  What is the key to your heart?"    "If only I knew it, I would have had it long ago."    "Then let us speak no more, my love, but act."”    "No!  Lust is never the key."    "Ah!  Then let us be pure, unassuaged of purpose, delivered from the lust of the act.  Let us just be."    And so we were.  We stared into each other's eyes and had nary a thought for anything; however, the mere fact of being in each other's proximity in this manner charged our auras with electro-ecstatic energy.   Showers of sparks were cascading around us, and everything was brimming with libido.    The Godmind gazed out of both our faces and saw nothing but itself.  So it was that there was nought but the smooth flow of the Nihil as I cast off my garment, and the Goddess took hold of my fully-tumescent member and carressed it, first with her silken white fingers and then with her mouth.  The clever tip of her tongue made love to the eye of my penis, as if a miniature man and damsel were dancing the roles in reverse.  Meanwhile my hands were travelling of their own accord all over the downy fabric of her body, spellunking her caves, tittilating her nipples, and kneading her nether globes like soft ceramic.    Suddenly she stopped and looked up; alas, she had obviously let a thought intrude.  "What am I doing?" she said, "I'm a virgin!"    With an effort I engaged my own brain and replied, "So am I, sort of.  A lot of souls melded to make me, and I came into being full blown, with an adult awareness.  I have a vestigial memory of the experience of my forebears, yet as an entity unto myself I have not yet even been born.  So truly this is my own rite of passage as much as yours; and I can't help but think that heaven has ordained it so."    She tried to pull away, but I held her fast.  I caught her eyes with mine, and held them too.  Ere long we were writhing again in blank-minded ecstasy, as the Godhead made love with itself through our bodies.  Now our hearts were fully engaged, and beat breast-to-breast as one, as if the flesh between had dissolved.  Now my Lingam found her Yoni, and Shiva and Shakti continued their neverending dance of love.  The veil had fallen, the universe was gone; the underlying truth was revealed: it was she and I alone, making love at the heart of it all forever.  How could we have ever forgotten?    At the climax we dissolved and were gone, and there was nought but the Nihil.  I awoke again within it as the spark of Lux, the Singularity in the midst of the Void.  But this time as I looked about me I saw a miracle: another star in the endless night!  Thus we were there together, star and star.  Verily it seemed that the One Being in all existence had split into Two.    My twin star was so bright and scintilating that at last I realized that it was Venus, the Star of the Evening, my lover.  No sooner did I have this thought than the light of the star configured itself into the lovely face of the Goddess.  The sky brightened and the world returned: we were lying in the grass by a mountain on the edge of a wood.    We said not a word but walked hand in hand wherever our feet should tread.  It seemed to my wondering eyes that all the surrounding scene was filled with stars, as if Venus were shedding them like fairy dust.  She must've seen it too, for she said: "Here, let me show you something even better."  She stood behind me and put her hands on my shoulders so that I could not see her.  "Now," she said, "look around you, but not back at me."  I did as she asked, and gasped, for I saw her everywhere.  The undulating hillocks were her breasts and legs, the leaves of the trees were her hair.  I saw her face large in the mountain, like when we were locked in close-up embrace.  Cherubs came flittering around us, and every one was a little Venus.  The horizon dissolved in sparkles, which were all Venus in her starry form.  Then she stepped around to face me and said: "Now do you understand?  Every phenomenon soever is my body in its passion.  Wherever you traipse and whatever you face, whether it`s weal or woe, friend or foe -- think only of me, and there will I be, disguised as that which confronts you.  Thus you are secured forever against fatal hurt, for though I may challenge my lovers, I could never bear to do them real harm.  And I, as me, expect the same of thee."    "Yes," I said, "I swear it!  Every trial will only bring us in the end to renewed and sweeter union."    We embraced again, but this time had to settle for a kiss; it was time for me to set off for the next stop on my planetary odyssey.  Our horses had flown hither at our psychic command.  As I mounted Equus, Venus said: "Tell Hermes I send my love.  He's very dear to me, and is the greatest alchemist of them all."    "Perhaps he'll teach me some secrets of the art," I said, and ascended into the sky. [To be continued]
		© Copyright 2006 by Joseph Kerrick ("Astarius" is registered with the U.S. Copyright Office as a nom de plume of Joseph Kerrick)