Lilith, Kali, Mother, sister, daugher, lover.

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Lilith, if stories hold, was the first woman.  She was made of clay, just as Adam.  She refused to submit to God's will for her, in submitting to Adam.  In many ways.  Frustrated with the way it was, she cried out the name of God, and was transported far into the wilds.  When God next made a wife for Adam, He took a rib so as to bind the two by blood.  Lilith, it is said, was the first woman to bear children to the sons of God.  It is also suggested that she is the mother of vampires, through a coupling with Cain after he was marked but before she was cursed.  A contentious woman, in the end none would have her.  Her hate for that lead to her corruption, more so without God and then Adam to defend her.


Her corruption took the form of a demon.  Jews, who live traditionally, to this day, will not cut their boys' hair until past their fourth birthday so that Lilith might mistake the child as a girl and do no harm.  Some even yet put a small sword under the crib of their sons, as a ward against Lilith.  She has come to loath men, from boy to ancient father.  The destruction of man, if not necessarily mankind regardless of the facts, is a great want of hers.  As well, she is yet lured by power, and lust.

She has many daughters.  Some through the lines of nephilim, some through the lines of vampires, perhaps some of the demonic horde.  And, of course, she herself yet exists.  As with nephilim and demons, I count devils as the spirits of nephilim... for the most part, she comes and goes, and will have a role to play in the end.  Some of her daughters, through the mark of Cain, are lost.  Those of angel mix may yet have a choice, perhaps.  Some of her daughters, of the sons of Babylon, come and go.  Though those through the line of Cain, once dead, are damned and remain dead.

Another name for Lilith, through the passages of time and corruption of language and memory, is Kali.  In Kali, there is some understanding of the changes and relationships among the nephilim, as times changed, and godlings learned to relate to each other.  Of course, there is a relationship between Kali and Shiva, more than what is indicated in either of the next videos.  Some great mistakes in the second video, but the speaker is an academic.  Bleh.  Ask them about Christ.  They know not and care less, but will waste your time explaining what they often, usually, and obviously, don't know.  Still, there are some things right in the second video.  Or, as stories go, and along the lines of myth, religion, faith, and darknesses.  For example, the dwarf under Shiva's feet wasn't just ignorance, but sin, and all manner of evil men do.  While Shiva could never be perfect, he certainly hated evil... what he could know of it.

Just some meanderings through the lines of Shiva, Kali, and how the stories go.  Odd notions Westerners don't know, are often forbidden from knowing, hearing.  Possibly for good ends, though if right understanding is strong, there comes a time when all things must be considered.  I hope it is your time.

Things have changed.  Perhaps, Shiva, at one time, believed Kali capable of her threats.  Perhaps he just wanted a little... fire brand to play with him.  However, should anything I be suggesting have merit, and Shiva has seen God and chosen God's ways, he no longer will do as was done in the old days, some of those old days not being as ancient as you might suspect, mind you.  Knowing neither himself nor Kali has the final say, if they might be the tools, he must let Kali go, or take command of her.  Which, however, will depend on several things.

Always more stories from the *cough* good old days *cough*.  Ah... the dreams of memories.  When anything was possible, and could be made to be, but only so long as the flesh held.  Then coming back to see the foolishness, make an attempt to amend, only to make things worse, over and again.  To finally trying to hide from one's actions and sins, and self.  Never quite being able to escape.  To finally seeing the Light, how impossible to have missed those long centuries.  The glory of strength is damnation.  Achilles had a heel, Shiva a heart, a weakness that taught.  Only in weakness can hope be found and the earth inherited through... meekness?  Yes, maybe.  Still, while I've got 999,999 problems, a cosmic bitch is no longer one of them.  Mostly.