“The Consecration of the Arch Malach”

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Protiel, the angel from the Land of the Protectors in the Planet of the Angels would become the new archangel, the malach that God put His trust with.

As he took a step, Protiel scanned every face of the crowd in the temple of glamour and gold. As if he saw every angel, every trumpeter and every creation looking at him. He slowly heard no music the trumpets made. He was listening to the sound of deafening silence. Protiel was amazed. He could not feel one sense of his body every time he took a step of the overwhelming aisle that was covered with petals of Sampaguitas and Roses. In his mind, that was the time that miracles happened. An angel of goodness, he wore a simple smile that became a proof of his fulfilling happiness. And a light pink blush was suddenly glowing in his clear face.

As he was nearing the Altar, there appeared a very bright light that blinded the crowd. Silence filled the Sacred Temple of Malach. The angels had stopped singing. Then the Seven Angel Knights, the members of the Holy Council, Wise Granuviel, the hundred of thousand trumpeters and the angel to be anointed kneeled before the Bright Light. The seven hundred angels then sang a song of praise…

“Praise be to God the Lord of the angels,
To whom we Lift our hands and pray.
Praise to the Lord that reigns always
The King of all Heavens.”

Then again, silence filled the temple. The Bright Light, which nobody could stare, touched the Altar and reflected its light throughout the temple. As the angels from near the Altar, on the vast floor of the palace, near the aisle that was covered by the flowers, and on every level of the high bowled temple bowed down their heads, a thundering voice had spoken, “Protiel, my precious malach, lead my creation and men across the heaven in praising my Name. Thou shall protect the Malachs and be the shield of all the things I love and created. I anoint you as the Archangel of Protection.”

Then, an intense, translucent ray of light flowed through the body of Protiel. He was filled with the Holy Spirit. He was shivering with blessings. His whole body was in tremble. And a whirling wind bringing gifts of holiness suddenly coated him.

The angels that witnessed the grand anointing felt awe when everything they had seen actually happened. Although the Bright Light who anointed Protiel blinded the angels, they couldn’t help themselves but to try to steal a quick glance at the Altar just to see the sacred ceremony that happens so rarely.

Then another four lights appeared surrounding the Bright Light. At the right, a yellow light appeared bringing the oil of anointing. It was Michael who poured the oil symbolizing Mercy. At the left, Gabriel came out from the light of blue bringing the shield of strength. He gave it to Protiel to protect the Heaven. Then in front, a white light appeared and Oriel, the bearer of the Book of Knowledge handed it to Protiel for the guidance and intelligence he needs. The last light was a light of green, Rafael brought miracle and transferred it to Protiel for there is nothing impossible with God. After the gifts were given, Protiel was covered with glaring light.

“My Lord, Your Will be done,” Protiel humbly said.

Then the Bright Light had spoken again, “Take this stone and make a four-edged sword out of it.”

The Bright Light showed the stone of just ordinary structure and of no glamour. The stone, as it floated and surrounded by rays of light was gradually descending towards Protiel.
As Protiel received the stone, The Bright Light spoke for the last time, “Now I must rest for I am tired.”

God had rested only once and that was after He created the Heaven and Earth. That was only one day, but that day lasted for ten century of years for the angels and men. Maybe that’s the reason why God gave Protiel a stone to be made into a four-edged sword that no angel has ever use. Because He knew when He would be sleeping, a new revolution might rise in one thousand years as what Lucifer did. The hunger of power and pride might come back in one of God’s creation. That was why He equipped Protiel with a new weapon that He knew will protect the Heaven.

Then the Bright Light, together with the four past archangels was slowly fading out. The Altar, which was covered with a light that nobody could stare, was now becoming visible to the eyes of the angels.

As the angels and all the creatures inside the temple continued kneeling before the Altar, a soft, enchanting music that made a beautiful sound, from a heavenly seven-string instrument was sending notes of do-re-mi’s. Heavenica, played by Protiel, was bit-by-bit calming the amazed crowd of the temple. The music that touched the souls of the listeners had been Protiel’s best asset. He knew God loved music as a way to praise His name and he knew that was the greatest gift he could offer to God.

While listening to the tune of the heavenica, Wise Granuviel then announced softly, ”In silence we must all pray.”

And all the angels bowed their heads in prayer. Nobody knew what each of the angels was praying about. Silence then crept the palace. Then silence stayed for a while.

When that was finished, Granuviel then proclaimed, “Amen to the Archangel!”

“Amen! Amen!” as the hundreds of thousands of angels excitedly shouted.

Then trumpets made of gold slowly sounded like a rolling thunder. Everybody were rejoicing and singing. As all planets across the Heaven heard the consecration, every creation made by God praised Him with joy. A new Archangel would lead the heaven.

“The Consecration of the Arch Malach”

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And in Protiel’s mind, that was why the whole Planet of the Angels, the Seven Planets of the Shield and the entire Heaven were so excited.

He lived in the Planet of the Angels, which was surrounded by the Seven Planets of the Shield, and was the focal point of Heaven. All heavenly bodies revolved around this planet. And this planet looked over all creation in Heaven.

As what Protiel could recall, the Seven Planets of the Shield are the first, the second, the third, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth and the seventh line of defenses of the Planet of the Angels. Each of these planets formed armies of angels trained with different strength and skills. These seven planets were lead by seven Angel Knights, blessed with extraordinary power and insurmountable strength.

The other winged angels in the main room, seven hundred of thousands of them, saw the Seven Suns’ rays radiated through the walls of the temple that stood as high as the Mountain of Judgment, the highest mountain of Heaven. They turned their head to the double-door at the rear of the temple that slowly opened. They are amazed by the thousands of white doves spreading their wings, entering the temple and flying across the ceiling painted with the faces of the Twelve Saints. The angels then witnessed the Seven Angel Knights, the members of the Holy Council and the Wise Granuviel marching and entering the temple.

Protiel tried to watch the movement of the members of the Holy Council formed of twelve angels of judgment. Protiel knew they were the writers of the laws authored by God. He was convinced they would guide him in his reign in implementing God’s laws. In his mind, God trusted the members of the Holy Council so much He made them the holders of the “Book of Life”.

Then Protiel looked at the Wise Granuviel, the green-eyed, white-haired, most wisdom-gifted angel in Heaven who served as the adviser of the archangel. Protiel admired Granuviel’s matured and wise mind that guided Michael, Gabriel, Oriel and Rafael during their reign as archangels. Although he looked like a child, of half the size of an average man and has a body-type of a child, Protiel knew Granuviel was the most respected angel in the system of the Heaven.

Teary-eyed and amazed by the beauty of the event, Protiel listened to the sound of the trumpets filling the temple with a victorious music as he saw those angels known as the “People of the Guidance” walked the aisle approaching the Altar. When those holy people reached the Altar, he heard the sound of the trumpets slowly fading. And in front of the temple, above the Altar, he saw a sudden visible bright light appeared. Then his eyes widened in amazement as he saw the seven hundred seventy-seven angels gradually descended from the bright light and sang the music of the angels…

“Praise be to God the King of the Anointed,
Praise to the Lord who protects the Heaven
Bless this creation who will be anointed
Whom You choose to protect us.”

The angels remained floating on air as they continued singing the song of praise. Then at the double-door came the angel to be anointed, Protiel was dressed in a shining white robe. As he walked, his eyes of blue focused on the Altar and his face reflected a face of a fulfilled servant humbled by the great responsibility that will be passed to him.

“The Consecration of the Arch Malach”

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Protiel stood behind the other angels and watched the candles they were holding filled the room with light. Although they assembled behind the double-door that separated them from the main room of the temple, he clearly heard the hundred thousand trumpets roaring and filling the Sacred Temple of the Malachs.




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Protiel, once was a musician in a small village of the angels located at the far end of the planet, was thrilled to hear the thundering beat of the drums from the room where the walls were decorated with transparent mirrors visibly overlooking the beautiful scenery of the place.
He remembered his early days when he trained to become an official angel, known to be as a “Citizen of Heaven”. Protiel was never been good in anything related to their training. However, he was popular to their School because of his talents in music. He was a bully to many, and to his teachers he was nobody. But to his friends, he was their hero, a true angel in heart. And because of his music, angels in blue could feel the bliss and start counting God’s blessings.

The four corners of the place were covered with hundred of thousand trumpeters dressed in white, blowing their golden trumpets to the tip of their breath. Their trumpets, made by hand by their great ancestors were making music composed by the angels.

Protiel knew it was a sacred day in the Planet of the Angels. A new Archangel shall be anointed and it would take place in that temple, which was named after the angels. He stood in the center of the world of the Malachs, the preferred word for angels by God, and prepared for the anointing. Protiel glanced at the open window at his rear and saw the great Mountain of Judgment at the south, which stopped hundred whirling typhoons trying to destroy the sacred temple everyday.

“Thank you, Great Mountain. You’re a big help in making me warmer than the past chilly minutes,” he whispered in his mind while feeling his knees trembling in excitement.

He raised his hands and saw them shaking while in its background he noticed the evergreen, vast forest in the middle of the mountain and the temple. He still wondered why those trees had grown above the thick clouds of round masses with break skies in between. As the ceremony was about to start, he felt the scorching heat from the Seven Suns above the temple, which separate the light from the darkness in the Planet of the Angels.

Protiel, playing with his eyeballs to scan the ceiling of the temple, remembered what he was told about it. The temple was build of enduring foundations and walls of never-rusting steels. It was the only structure that cannot be destroyed by any creation. God made that structure. God love that structure. The temple, which was in an oval form and took the design of a bowl, became the capital of the planet. All angels have witnessed in that ocean-wide place all the anointing of the past great archangels.

Protiel felt his heart beat faster as he reflected on the reason of the ceremony on that day. The four great archangels had retired and a new one should take their places: Michael, the angel of mercy, Gabriel, the bearer of God’s strength, Oriel, the angel of knowledge and Rafael, the angel of healing had done their part in accompanying and helping man, the creation whom God loved so much. And after Satan was defeated, a new archangel should reign to protect the Heaven. He would have a new task different from the other archangels who were basically messengers of God’s Will.

....to be continued.

Prelude

Six billion centuries after the birth of the beginning, Armaggedon came. The Son has come again with an army of angels. It was an event written in the Scriptures, where Satan will be defeated with a double-edged sword used by an Archangel who led the Heaven’s battalion.

Horses’ stampede from above could be felt and an exploding thunder could be heard. Fire flooded the rivers and lakes. Mountains were torn apart, lands were broken into pieces and skies were clouded with flaming lightning. The ice in the North and South melted and produced waves higher than the tallest mountains in the oceans and seas.

It was a fearsome sight unveiled, however, a statement of its own kind. Earth was simply turned into a battleground of the best armies and enemies the universe had produced. And all humans were reported to vanished and redeemed. Nobody knew where they were now. Nobody knew.

Planet of the Angels:What is it about?

Every 24 hours a day of my life, my imagination consumes a single second to unimaginable several hours of thinking, wondering and dreaming of how life would be if only what I think that moment comes true.



Sometimes, I think about reality. However, most of the time, my brain makes so many scenarios that I don't know if I exist anymore. As if I'm living in my own dreams and couldn't distinguish reality from fantasy.



And now...Why "Planet of the Angels"?



Because I believe they exist. I believe they have their own world. And I believe they knew us.



Is it fantasy? Maybe.



But one thing is for sure, humans tend to be very interested in discovering new things beyond what they see and what they know. However, we don't know much about beyond what we know... and that's how our imagination comes into this whole picture.



Help me build the Planet that the Angels should be living on. It is time for us to give back the favor that they've been always doing for the entire knowledge we have. Let us portect and guide their existence.. even just in imagination.