Wars of the Anunnaki by Chris H. Hardy

Author:Chris H. Hardy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Ancient Mysteries
Publisher: Inner Traditions / Bear & Company
Published: 2016-06-29T16:00:00+00:00

The goddess saw and she wept . . . her lips were covered with feverishness . . . “My creatures have become like flies, they filled the rivers like dragonflies, their fatherhood was taken by the rolling sea.” . . . Ninti wept and spent her emotion; she wept and eased her feelings. The gods wept with her for the land. She was overcome with grief, she thirsted for beer. Where she sat, the gods sat weeping, crouching like sheep at a trough. Their lips were feverish of thirst, they were suffering cramp from hunger. . . . Ishtar cried out like a woman in travail: “The olden days are alas turned to clay.” The Anunnaki gods weep with her. The gods, all humbled, sit and weep; their lips drawn tight . . . one and all.

Apparently the scale of the disaster and the duration of the flooding of the whole Earth, had been far beyond their estimates. By now, Anu had called upon the Anunnaki to retreat back to Nibiru. But the Anunnaki who had chosen to remain in orbit now realize how strong is their bonding both with the planet and with the earthlings. In one craft, they debate about whether to follow Anu’s orders. Ninmah speaks against it, she doesn’t want to save her life while her “created” are dying.

The only one not in disarray, still happy with himself, the only one not to have realized that they had lost everything and that they would have to start again from scratch, the one responsible for all, because he is their chief, and yet who hadn’t been able to plan ahead of the catastrophe—neither enough food and drinking water in their orbiting spacecrafts; nor reserves of food, of grains, of animals, hermetically protected, on the highest peaks of Earth; nor the preservation in waterproof containers of the utmost accomplishments of the Sumerian civilization, its libraries of books and historical records from the time of the first landing to the time of the Deluge—which is counted in the Sumerian archives as 120 shars, that is 432,000 Earth-years.

They have soared above the immense ocean of water and mud covering the whole Earth (which they have seen from above) and have finally landed on the side of the twin summits, the sole rare land around Sumer to have yet emerged out of the total disaster . . . and yet, the only one to have retained enough self-confidence and high spirit to get into a fit of rage when he discovers a survivor, is of course Enlil.

We have seen how it took Enki to make him start thinking in a reasonable way—or thinking at all—to realize they couldn’t themselves thrive as a civilization on Earth without the earthlings. That they now need help to reconstruct everything—they need the workforce of the fast-reproducing earthlings. Enki also presents Ziusudra as “exceedingly wise”—the Atra-Hasis man who has been able to “read the signs” and forecast the Deluge, the one of scholarly knowledge, a trained scientist, a king and priest, initiated in the sacred knowledge.

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