Sword of Andorra: The Problem with Prophets
Callodyn reached down into his satchel and brought out the Manuscript. He put it on the table.
'What is this?' asked Kayella, doing the nightly meal.
'It is – the Manuscript.'
'What Manuscript?' asked Kayella.
'Sword of Andorra: The Problem with Celestines', replied Callodyn.
'The problem with Celestines. Your Celestine Prophecy movement?' she queried. 'I thought your problems were with Isaiah and Jeremiah and the rest?'
'Generally still the case,' replied Callodyn. 'Damien has entered the new phase of development. The codexes are now complete. The New Books.'
'I know,' replied Kayella. 'He quizzed me for ages for ideas.'
'And you got a big crush on him,' sighed Callodyn.
'I did not,' retorted Kayella.
'Certain children we share dispute that, but I'll leave you be. You are only baptist. Not wise,' replied Callodyn.
'Bite me Mary Worshiper,' replied Kayella. 'I'll make sure I burn your pork chops. Not mine. Just yours,' she said, and smiled at Callodyn.
'Nothing new there,' replied Callodyn.
Kayella flicked a pea at Callodyn, who dodged it and winked at his twin.
'Why the heck would you have a problem with your own movement?' asked Kayella. 'The Daly Foundation started that crap.'
'We certainly did,' replied Callodyn. 'But it was monotheistic and creationist, and there are some new crazies who are starting to take the book, I don't know. Literally.'
Kayella turned and looked at Callodyn. 'The Celestine Prophecy? Literally? I mean, sure. If you're nuts.'
'My thoughts exactly,' replied Callodyn. 'But times change, and people forget. They are in the Unified Heaven. Physical Earth exists again now, and is growing at a great rate. We are getting fresh admissions. Angelic offspring are again being manifested for their human sojourn on Earth. Even now, though, we haven't finished the entire list of the original angels manifestations. All the Cherubim have been done, but the Ketravim numbers are not yet complete, while that is a different thing. But the Saruvim are far from being done. I think about 70% of them have had their time on Earth now, but there are still a huge chunk to go. Even now. And with all this, and the conclusive evidence of the existence of God, I don't really see how they could tolerate the evolutionary aspects of it all. I think they think now that is how it works. And that the divine is a manifestation of the evolution of the energy of the universe. And that is all that God really is to them. There is more about life than God and his creation – the Celestine way is the truer way and Redfield is the real prophet because of it,' finished Callodyn.
Kayella stared at her twin. 'Right,' she said, and returned to her dinner. 'Well, you have your work cut out for you Cally Wally. Plans?'
'The Principles of the Sword of Andorra, the current project, will be applied to the new concerns. I won't be involving Damien with this work. Nor Boaz. I had someone else in mind,' replied Callodyn.
'Oh. Who?' asked Kayella.
'You,' said Callodyn, softly.
Kayella paused, and looked at the wall. She then returned to her meal preparation. 'Ok,' she said. 'No problems.'
'Women have insights too,' said Callodyn.
'Sure,' she said.
Later, at the meal, Kayella looked up at her twin. 'I'll read what you have read. And I'll think it all over. Make a lot of comments.'
'And then write your own book on the subject. Of approximately equal length,' said Callodyn.
She looked at him, and ate some of her meal. 'No problems,' she said after a while.
'Good,' said Callodyn.
'Good,' said Kayella. And she cocked her head. 'Celestine Prophecy. Funny.'
The End