A Guy’s View: War games
These were the days of war. It was the season when men went out to fight against men, women against women, and boys against boys. Nation lifted up sword against nation, and people learned war.
In the days of yore, there were peoples and nations that expanded themselves and their wealth by coveting and taking what belonged to their neighbour. The greatness of a man was measured by his ability to kill, ravage and pillage, especially people who did not look like him. And a nation’s greatness was determined by its possession of other people’s property.
In those days, the god of the people of Euroland claimed ownership of the whole earth. He regarded it as his right to give the earth to whom he will, so he divided the earth between two of his subject peoples. It mattered not that there were other people of the true God who knew nothing of him or of whom he knew nothing, living all over the earth.
This god’s decision ignored the aspirations of others among his subjects, so they rejected his decision. After all, why should the right to pillage other people be limited to those two Eurolanders and be denied to others? All Eurolanders were superior to non-Eurolanders, but no Eurolander would accept his inferiority to another Eurolander. Superiority and inferiority were determined only by physical appearance and the ability to wage war, nothing more.
One group residing on an island across the river, although backwards in many things, were relentless warriors. They ignored what their god had said and declared their god to be a mere man and proved it by attacking and defeating those he had anointed. In fact, these islanders became so good at raging war, that they dominated the entire world.
War broke out in India in 2016. The Euro-islanders were pitted against many other war parties. Some of them were their kith and kin. Others were their former slaves. They expected the greatest challenge from their own kind. Since they had worked hard to convince their former slaves that they were slaves because they were not fully human, it was expected that such inferior species would not be able to beat their masters. To ensure their success, they made it known far and wide that the former slaves were brainless. As a consequence, these zombies were expected to do some of the things that human beings do, but would fail the test at crunch time.
Negative brainwashing had worked well on the former slaves for the past three hundred years, but they were now beginning to understand an ancient prophecy which said that they would suffer slavery and worst, if worst were possible. “36 The LORD will drive you and the king you set over you to a nation unknown to you or your ancestors. There you will worship other gods, gods of wood and stone. 37 You will become a thing of horror, a by word and an object of ridicule among all the peoples where the Lord will drive you… 43 The foreigners who reside among you will rise above you higher and higher, but you will sink lower and lower. 44 They will lend to you, but you will not lend to them. They will be the head, but you will be the tai l… 64 Then the Lord will scatter you among all nations, from one end of the earth to the other. There you will worship other gods – gods of wood and stone, which neither you nor your ancestors have known. 65 Among those nations you will find no repose, no resting place for the sole of your foot…. 68 The LORD will send you back in ships to Egypt (slavery) on a journey I said you should never make again. There you will offer yourselves for sale to your enemies as male and female slaves, but no one will buy (redeem) you.”
This Deuteronomy 28 prophecy fits no one else on earth but these former slaves and their siblings scattered across the world, including the Caribbean. But it was also prophesied that one day, they would wake up, recognise who they are and return to their God, the one of whom there can be no graven image.
On occasion, there had been glimpses of this awakening, but it was long in coming. Now, it seemed, their awakening was beginning to be evidenced. They heard all that was said to them and about them, but it did not deflate them as it had done their recent ancestors. It made them stronger.
The leader of the former slave army, Captain Sam, was an unparalleled leader. He reminded his men of what had been said about them. With their ears they could hear the bywords that others called them, but in their spirits they knew better. They remembered that they were called to be a special people. What they parents had suffered was on account of their disobedience, but did not change the fact that they were the chosen people.
As Captain Sam led his men onto the field of battle, he saw the journey that his ancestors had to take from the land which was promised to them into the centre and western edge of Africaland, and then the second journey by ship across the seas, back into slavery. He heard the cries of those who did not survive either journey, and understood the humiliation those he faced across the field had caused his people.
“Come here boy”! “Slave”! “Brainless brute”! “Monkey”! “Nigger”! It was all alive in his heart, and fully understood by those he led. But with not a word, they went into battle with eyes red like their brother described in Revelation. At once, filled with both pain and pride. Overflowing with ancient knowledge, wisdom and know how.
As a mask for their fury, they danced. They smiled broadly. But those who thought that they were dancing idiots, did not see their eyes. These men were not bowed. They knew the pain of the whip, but it could not prevent their triumph. They felt the horrible sword of the cutting words, from their opponents and their overlords, but that could not take from their minds who they truly were. The time had come to put their enemies to the sword.
“He had eighteen to play with. How could this happen. This was never done before in the history of warfare.”
And they danced. And smiled. And lifted up their women, who had done a similar thing. And their boys, who had done a similar thing. And men, women and boys danced. And they smiled. They danced like their ancestor, David. But not a word of who they were, and are, nor their motivation, nor the source of their greatness.