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Basil the Bogomil and his good friends were preaching the truth in all its light, about Jesus Christ’s mercy in the world’s pitch darkness. Though they harmed no man or creature, asking for no riches, they gathered enemies while preaching in the Eastern Roman Empire. Emperor Alexius, the defender of error and deception, used his two-pointed tongue to sing a song of repentance. His second song was of conversion to the faith of the Beloved of God, aimed to Basil’s heart like an archer hunting for prey. Basil, in the mist of innocence, went to the palace following the piercing light of his eagerness from his divine spirit. Basil and his friends were welcomed gently by the guards who wore iron helmets, some helmets hiding dogs’ snarls while others hiding grins. Basil and his friends heard the voice of the siren emperor sitting on his throne of fish bone. Basil with his friends announced “We heard your songs inspired by the holy spirit, who has called us to answer your lamenting songs. In order for you and your subjects to make greater psalms aimed towards the one king sitting in the heavenly realm in holiness.” As they will all soon know, the emperor had no interest in their faith or in the God of truth, but rather in vindicating them. The siren emperor wanted to either turn them to his darkness of the deep oceans or to his lions made of bright fire. The siren emperor questioned them about their faith and practices in sweet eloquence and false humility, waiting to pounce. The siren emperor had one of his secretaries hidden behind green curtains of seaweed, to transcribe what Basil spoke about. In order for the emperor and his subject to catch Basil and his friends in their words and try them to get their church’s favour. As the sun was fading and the night being reborn in the sea high above, a full confession had finally been completed. The tired emperor with his eyes hanging on determination, ordered the curtains to be flung open, unveiling the trap. His secretary was unveiled with the confession now in full documentation which for holy Basil was a painful slap. Basil and the friends of light were captured in the jaws of the liar and deceiver, Judas as emperor of their worldly fate. The God of Truth’s very nature is truth and to speak the truth, so any liar and deceiver is not of the nature of God. But rather the so-called god Saklas, the father of lies and of all liars and deceivers, the maker of this Earth and of hate. The year was eleven-eleven after the birth of Jesus, this year was when Basil was arrested in the eleventh hour. Eight or nine years passed, and the fire within the emperor finally grew to the extent that cannot stored in any tower. So, the emperor gathered crowds of peasants and nobility with archons secretly watching, around a gigantic pyre. Basil was brought alone with only invisible angels at his left and right sides, to choose how to die and escape the liar. The two boats to freedom were to renounce the faith of light leaving him in spiritual death, or to be fed to lions of hungry fire. The first boat of death was in the form of the dreadful cross that killed Jesus, for the archons wanted to mock Jesus and his servants. Basil, not succumbing to the temptation of complying to the mockery of the archons, wished to be thrown into the lions of fire. As the guards he met while entering the palace got ready to throw him to be consumed by flames, Basil announced “Peace to all here. We the preachers of truth have done no harm to man or creature, yet we are charged with crime through deception from the siren’s lying lips. Some of my friends chose your cross of wood to stay alive, while my true friends in their bravery chose the kingdom that has no end. I pray that Jesus Christ will show you the light of his mercy, for you do not know what you are doing while in the world’s pitch darkness.” Basil the Bogomil was thrown down and died.

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Basil the Bogomil

Basil the Bogomil and his good friends were preaching the truth in all its light, about Jesus Christ’s mercy in the world’s pitch darkness. Though they harmed no man or creature, asking for no riches, they gathered enemies while preaching in the Eastern Roman Empire. Emperor Alexius, the defender of error and deception, used his two-pointed tongue to sing a song of repentance. His second song was of conversion to the faith of the Beloved of God, aimed to Basil’s heart like an archer hunting for prey. Basil, in the mist of innocence, went to the palace following the piercing light of his eagerness from his divine spirit. Basil and his friends were welcomed gently by the guards who wore iron helmets, some helmets hiding dogs’ snarls while others hiding grins. Basil and his friends heard the voice of the siren emperor sitting on his throne of fish bone. Basil with his friends announced “We heard your songs inspired by the holy spirit, who has called us to answer your lamenting songs. In order for you and your subjects to make greater psalms aimed towards the one king sitting in the heavenly realm in holiness.” As they will all soon know, the emperor had no interest in their faith or in the God of truth, but rather in vindicating them. The siren emperor wanted to either turn them to his darkness of the deep oceans or to his lions made of bright fire. The siren emperor questioned them about their faith and practices in sweet eloquence and false humility, waiting to pounce. The siren emperor had one of his secretaries hidden behind green curtains of seaweed, to transcribe what Basil spoke about. In order for the emperor and his subject to catch Basil and his friends in their words and try them to get their church’s favour. As the sun was fading and the night being reborn in the sea high above, a full confession had finally been completed. The tired emperor with his eyes hanging on determination, ordered the curtains to be flung open, unveiling the trap. His secretary was unveiled with the confession now in full documentation which for holy Basil was a painful slap. Basil and the friends of light were captured in the jaws of the liar and deceiver, Judas as emperor of their worldly fate. The God of Truth’s very nature is truth and to speak the truth, so any liar and deceiver is not of the nature of God. But rather the so-called god Saklas, the father of lies and of all liars and deceivers, the maker of this Earth and of hate. The year was eleven-eleven after the birth of Jesus, this year was when Basil was arrested in the eleventh hour. Eight or nine years passed, and the fire within the emperor finally grew to the extent that cannot stored in any tower. So, the emperor gathered crowds of peasants and nobility with archons secretly watching, around a gigantic pyre. Basil was brought alone with only invisible angels at his left and right sides, to choose how to die and escape the liar. The two boats to freedom were to renounce the faith of light leaving him in spiritual death, or to be fed to lions of hungry fire. The first boat of death was in the form of the dreadful cross that killed Jesus, for the archons wanted to mock Jesus and his servants. Basil, not succumbing to the temptation of complying to the mockery of the archons, wished to be thrown into the lions of fire. As the guards he met while entering the palace got ready to throw him to be consumed by flames, Basil announced “Peace to all here. We the preachers of truth have done no harm to man or creature, yet we are charged with crime through deception from the siren’s lying lips. Some of my friends chose your cross of wood to stay alive, while my true friends in their bravery chose the kingdom that has no end. I pray that Jesus Christ will show you the light of his mercy, for you do not know what you are doing while in the world’s pitch darkness.” Basil the Bogomil was thrown down and died.