So this constriction in my solar plexus must be fear and this desire to strike out anger, she thought. Unaccustomed to this type of experience, Ast turned pale, her lithe body shaking from the assault on her sensitive and refined nervous system. Looking him directly in the eyes she whispered,"Why don't you just kill me now and get it over with?"

Bending over and licking the blood from her cheek, he laughed disdainfully, "But who will rule this world with me if I kill you?"

"I would never stand beside a crude, immoral beast like you!" Spittle flew from Ast's lips as she spoke.

. Dizzy with anger at her defiance, Seth knocked her down to the floor with his free hand and brutishly tore off her robe. Her naked beauty nearly took his breath away. Never in all of his days had he seen such a magnificent body. Beholding the vision of her lying weak and defenseless before him, his lust welled up into a mighty force. Without a moments thought, he dropped the sword, lifted her body, and with his great strength, placed it easily onto the altar. Pinning her down, he violently forced her legs apart. His huge member rose at the sight of her perfect form. As he thought of the irony inherent in this situation, he grinned with pleasure.. He was about to take Osir's devoted wife right on the altar inside the Temple built to honor Osir's name! The beauty of Ast and the irony made him drunk with madness. He laughed as he pried open her mouth with his grimy fingers and forced his tongue into her mouth. To her it felt as cold as ice yet at the same time burned like fire. He could feel her revulsion as he forced himself upon her, but it only stimulated him further. With great effort, she pulled herself back from his kiss and spat on the floor.

"Even your breath smells like venom!"

Seth had just raised his hand to strike her when he heard the noise. He turned his head only to discover that he had been trapped by his own overpowering lust. In a flash, Mon quickly stepped out of the shadows with Ra by his side. His mind focused upon the task before him, Mon fired a projectile that pierced Seth's neck. Within seconds, a lightheaded and sluggish feeling began to envelop Seth. Unable to keep his eyes open, he realized that they were putting him to sleep with one of Mon's many potions. As the drug began to take effect, he could feel his consciousness slipping away. He fell backwards onto the floor, his hand grasping the empty air in front of him. He heard them speak as his consciousness drifted away. Looking over at Ast, Mon asked, "Are you all right?" Ast shook her head in the affirmative, Mon continued, "We knew that this would be difficult for you. As we discussed, we will bury him under the new temple where he will never get out."

Pulling her robe around her while replaying the horror of the scene in her mind, Ast was resolute, "That is not enough. I want this dark spirit to never be able to enter a body again. I have agreed not to destroy his spirit but I do not want him to walk physically on this planet again."

Mon looked her in the eyes, "It will be so Ast. I promise it."

Ast stared down at the sleeping Seth. Her voice shook with an anger that she had never felt on the old Earth. She wondered if this planet had some strange mesmerizing quality that brought out the worst out in her people. "I curse you Seth!" Ast spoke the words sharply . "You are the evil one. You are the embodiment of lust, murder, hatred and greed. Through your foul actions you have once again awakened the dark qualities that our people rooted out eons ago. Therefore, you must be vanquished. Your bones will be trapped forever, held inside a secret box that will be guarded by angels. They will remain trapped there until this young star devours itself and it's planets. Ten billion times the planet will circle the sun and you will still be there, a disembodied spirit. You shall spend eternity restlessly wandering without a home, never to occupy a body again. Perhaps one day, somehow, through your endless wandering, you will be redeemed. For the divine spark of the creator is in you as well, buried deep inside your cold heart of iron." In preparation for this moment, on the other side of the planet they had built a stone pyramid to house the bones of Seth. Mon had carefully designed the pyramidal construct to be a spiritual prison. Based upon sacred geometrical proportions, protected by sacred mantras and magic formulae, it was designed to be a great amplifier of subtle energies. These potent energies, which were visible only to the mystic eye of the initiate, would travel downward from the peak of the pyramid. As they descended, they would grow and spread through the architecture until they had reached such a high potential that the bones would forever be trapped.

Mon and Ra took Seth's body to this mighty temple that they had prepared for him. For three days they performed the ancient ritual of internment. While chanting sacred incantations that had not been intoned for eons, on the flat top of the pyramid they burned the very flesh off his bones. They then carefully preserved these bones inside a special box made of gold and cedar. Their civilization had lasted for four million years on the old Earth. Through their metaphysical studies, they had learned how the vital energy that makes up the soul or what they referred to as the Ba , could be encased inside the bones of the person. If they could preserve the bones, then the primal power of this ancient magic would force the soul to stay inside the bone material. Until the bones were destroyed, the soul could never incarnate in a body again.

Mon said the magic words over the bones of Seth

The magnetism that is the shadow of the vital

Is now and forever encased in these bones May the soul of Seth, never leave these bones Until through his eternal wanderings , he has once again found The Way.

Ra watched closely as Mon, with one-pointed concentration, worked on the bones. They had been cleaned of their fleshy exterior and gleamed with a shiny brilliance. But he had been having serious doubts about this plan. While he agreed that there should be as little damage to the planet's Akashic record as possible he wondered about keeping Seth's spirit alive on this world. What if he was somehow released from this temple? Would the new people that they were to create here have the moral strength to fight his psychic advances? Even though only his spirit was still animate had he accumulated enough power to influence these new people of the future? There were so many unforeseen events that could occur on a world as new and undeveloped as this that it was difficult to predict the future. Ra prayed that they were doing the right thing.

Mon glanced up at Ra, a look of concern on his face. Speaking as if he could read Ra's thoughts, he said, "It is true Ra that the spirit of Seth is still alive. But we will inter him in a place whose spiritual power can never be altered or questioned. We will set up a priestly caste that will be made up of holy men and women who will watch over this prison tomb for eternity. Yes it is true that Seth has a diabolical power, one that I, myself, have never witnessed before. And it is also true that if he is ever released from our prison, Seth could possibly have some influence on the future people of this world. Let us hope that we have done our job correctly. Let us pray that we will create such a holy atmosphere on this planet, instilling the beings with such deep and profound reverence for the Creator and the Way of Truth that no one will ever again desire the dark gifts that Seth will be offering. From our own experience on the God Star we know that it is possible to live fully in the light. On the other hand, as long as Seth remains a wandering spirit in the astral realm, he will lust for the personal power and sensory pleasures of the material. As a manifestation of the darkness, he will relentlessly try to influence the thoughts of sentient beings towards his aberrant, discordant ways. This is how we can recognize his influence and weed it out. This is what we must watch out for. And yet, when I look deeply within and reflect upon all that has happened, I see that from another perspective he has brought the darkness by which we can measure the power of our own light. This was the basic lesson our ancestors had to learn as beings on the God Star. This was essentially the same force that they had to root out, crush and transform within their own society in an earlier epoch of our civilization. Perhaps this is part of a fundamental testing of the spiritual growth and alignment of a civilization. Then again, perhaps it is possible to infuse these new beings with such a sense of beauty, wisdom and truth that they will be forever protected from his dark influence.. May we, and the ones that come after us, maintain a constant vigilance so that we can safeguard this tiny planet from the evil power of Seth."

Now that they had performed the ancient ritual of confinement by burning him on a pyre and encasing his Ba inside the bones they were ready to intern them. As previously decided, the bones would be placed inside a Holy Ark that would sit in a stone altar. It would then be placed in the center of a chamber inside the great temple that they had constructed for this purpose. In the ritual manner of the ancients, they would then contain the power of the bones by chanting the holy incantations and surrounding it with the sacred five-sided symbol used for protection against the forces of evil. Later, the priests and priestesses would occupy the many temples that would be built around this pyramidal stone structure. Day after day, they would perform the rituals that would be necessary to keep the earth and its inhabitants tuned to the holy frequency of light so that the shadow of Seth's disembodied spirit could gain no entrance.

In a rare moment of inner doubt, Mon wondered what this world would be like if those priests and priestesses were ever blocked from performing these rituals. The thought of how horrible this world could become was almost too much for him to bear. Perhaps Ast was right in her concern about the strange gravitational and magnetic forces of this planet. Composing his mind, he quietly shook off these thoughts as he and Ra laid the box on the lip of the stone altar.

"We shall seal this building and trap him here forever."

They sealed the opening to the tomb with large granite plugs. They also coated the temple structure with polished granite, a material that held great magnetic strength. They knew that by reducing the electrical polarity of the pyramid's central chamber, then they could suppress the magnetic and attractive qualities of Seth's bones. This would render him useless. They placed an entrance to the temple that was hidden and secret. Only the priests and priestesses of the future would know the entrance.

Mon and Ra walked down the long stairway to the opening in the side of the Great Pyramid. As they left the massive construct they felt the cool rush of the evening air in their faces. Mon looked up to see the God Star rising in the east. It still shined orange and red but he knew that soon it would cool down to a bluish white. This would take thousands of years to accomplish. He remembered their world on the planet that swirled around the God Star. They had built a majestic paradise of peace, justice and plenty. They were, as a people, devoted to the spiritual ideals of compassion and kindness towards all other living creatures of worship of the divine force that guides the universe. There hadn't been a murder on their home planet for a million years. Wars, greed and suffering were long gone - a fleeting memory of the distant past. Mon's heart was breaking as he thought of the perfection of the world that he had left. In response to this thought, he felt water filling up and flowing from his eyes.. It was odd because he could never recall water falling freely from his eyes before. Now on this planet, this new phenomena seemed to take place with increasing frequency.

"Do not be troubled Mon", Ra spoke. "With the bones of Seth interred in this Holy Temple the planet will be safe.

"I pray that you are right Ra but in this new-found place my suspicions have begun to overwhelm my hopes. We must do everything we can to protect this place from the evil of Seth. And then we must leave this world and go back to live in the Great Ship, for it is clear that this place is not altogether healthy for us. From this close vantage point we will watch over the new beings that we will create."

"I have a suggestion Mon."

"What's that Ra?"

"We will name the Great Ship after you. From now on it will be known as 'The Mon'."

Mon smiled as he saw the shining light of the Great Ship as it rose over the horizon.

So Seth's bones were interred in the Great Pyramid and the door to the chamber was sealed up behind them. To them, Seth was buried forever. Mon and Ra went forth to carry out the original plan formed by Osir and the Great Order all those hundreds of years ago. They would soon begin the genetic creation of the first people that would occupy this world. As soon as they had successfully adapted the immune systems of these first creatures to this new environment, they could then begin to populate the planet. After a long period of time, this initial task was completed and the gentle people of the God Star, went back to their ship where the lowered gravity and lack of environmentally bred immune problems did not exist. From their great observatory in the sky they watched the growth and flowering of their creation. For many centuries they continued to inspire and influence the dreams, visions and waking reality of their children.

In the dark and magnetic free chamber that lay at the heart of the Great Pyramid, Seth awoke. Realizing that he could no longer feel, touch, hear and see, he became terrified. Mustering all of its strength, his Ka spirit attempted to get out of the prison box but the low magnetic field made it impossible for him to do anything or go anywhere. He lay there in the dark, weak and impotent.. Over and over again for thousands of years he rolled the events by in the theater of his mind. He saw the meteor swarm, the murder of Osir, the great beauty of Ast, the surprise attack by Mon and Ra. No longer could he wield the handle of his sword, touch the bosom of a woman, or taste the meat of a freshly slaughtered animal. Rather than turn his mind back towards the light, the centuries of constriction and confinement on this planet seemed to inflame his lusts and desires even more. He had to find a way to escape. He had to seek revenge for what they had done to him. He had to find a way to get out of this prison and satisfy this dark and voracious hunger that would not let him go. .

But Mon had built the trap so well that escape seemed impossible. Nevertheless, if there was one positive quality that Seth still possessed it was patience. He would wait. He didn't care how long it took, he would wait, and one day he would be free.

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