There is no visible sun or moon or stars, but only a variably opaque mist that cuts visibility so that we never see a horizon.  It grows brighter and clearer during the warmth of the day when it refracts sunlight, with increased visibility, and darker at night, although the darkness of the night also changes on a regular cycle, some nights dim and some dark.  Food is vegetables and fruits, for which we forage, since nothing will grow for us.  It is Noah who is the odd man out, the strange one, because for him things grow from the soil.

     And with Noah are his father and grandfather and his great grandfather -- he's the youngster of the family, and Methusaleh eventually becomes the patriarch during his life.  And then God tells Noah to build a boat.

     It's not like boats we see today.  This boat has an engineering design that prevents it from being capsized.  It won't turn upside down, no matter how turbulent the water in which it floats.  But there is no water.  There is no lake, no river, no pond, in sight.  Fortunately, the young and future patriarch is allowed a few idiosyncracies, and Noah keeps on building the boat.

     Still ... after a few decades it gets old:  here's Noah, building a boat that has no possible use, year after year, spending his patrimony on a completely frivolous vanity, after all.  Doesn't he have some social responsibility, as one who will later become the patriarch of the human family, such that it is, killing each other and no one doing much about it?  Noah should find better things to do than waste gopherwood on a strange-looking thing that is too big to carry anywhere where there might be enough water to float it.

     Rain?  What's that?  Water falling out of the sky?  That has to be some kind of mad delusion.  Such a thing has never happened.  What's a "sky"?  Does he mean this cloud, this fog, this vapor that leaves droplets on all the leaves and through which you can see your neighbors only when you're living too close together?

     And then Methusaleh dies, and within a year, the animals start to arrive.  They come in pairs and flocks and herds.  Animals like no one has ever seen before:  completely robust and healthy, without blemish, and utterly placid, unlike the other specimens of their kind who flee when man approaches and are only seen from the rear as they disappear into the mist.  But these animals walk unafraid through the settlements of man and arrive at the Ark and walk on board as if they're on their way home.  And Noah and his sons and their wives go onto the Ark and it starts to rain.

     Only it doesn't just "start" to rain.

     A crack opens in the earth's crust and water, trapped beneath the continental plate, under pressure from the massive weight of the planet's mountains and valleys and expansive plains, shoots up through the crack running north to south and produces a wall of water that reaches into the stratosphere, over a thousand miles long and more than twenty miles high.  When it comes down after days and days of going up into the air, it brings down with it the mist and the vapor that had previously covered the globe.

     But there is no one to see:  the sinking land mass, falling down where water had bouyed it up, is covered, and everything drowns.  Birds find no place to roost; animals swim until they have no energy to replenish with no food to reach; and mankind, without exception, drowns, and humanity is preserved in the Ark:  Noah, for whom the soil yields crops, and his sons and their wives, and the finest animals of creation.

     And when the Ark comes to rest on a certain Mount Judi among the mountains of Ararat, where it remains today, the world is free of deniers.  The world is clean once more.

     Shem and Ham go south, Shem eventually to receive the prophets Abraham, Moses, David, Solomon, Isaiah, Haggai, Hosea, Jonah, Malachi, Jesus and Muhammad and all the rest; Japheth remains with Noah and his sons have another job to do.  Noah grieves for lost mankind, and what good he found in his neighbors who lay beneath the silt.  And God gives Noah a Law, a Promise, a Word, and a Sign:  the rainbow, never seen before from below the mist; and three sons, who today carry out God's Plan, preparing for a second Flood by which God will bring Life to His creation, humanity, and not death.

     Now it seems to me that there is a story there that no one needs rewrite.

     Unless the aim is to confuse and obscure the story, so that what has been forgotten might stay that way; and so that confusion that has been cunningly designed might remain; and so that those who would believe and have faith in one God and Creator, All-Knowing and All-Wise, cannot unravel and come to understand what He has given us of His Knowledge, an inheritance of His Providence.

     Who is it, then, who draws the fictions that play across the stage?  Who has an interest in preserving the false and denying to all others the truth?  Who had a clear commission from God unknown only to those who know nothing of God?  What religion is alone taught in American public schools in mandatory studies in every school district and State?  Who -- when Jesus said "God calls you" -- refused him?  Who traffics in fantasy and make-believe, selling violence and licentiousness in prime time and reducing all wisdom and promise to a common denominator despised as scum?  Who says of the stories of the ancients that they are old fairy tales suitable for cheap entertainment, mixed with every depradation of the noble qualities of humanity?

     Who falsifies God's Books in which the story of humanity is told, playing a farce across the networks and into all those homes in which knowledge of God and religion and Scripture has been withdrawn because it is no longer read in school?

     Sons of Adam and sons of Noah, you'd better look to see who seeks to deprive you of your humanity and turn you into mindless animals without knowledge of God and His Works.  The envier has helpers from among your cousins and kin, and they deceive you on a daily basis.  This television falsification of the story of Noah is only a small sample of what they have systematically done to betray the trust with which God invested them to show us His Signs and teach us of His Ways.

     And it is not an accident or "literary license" at all:  it is a design.  It's time to find and decry these designers, so that our children can find His Design and know Who is the Designer of Good, and so that what He has given to humanity for our understanding and Guidance cannot be hidden again.

     Or the future for us is gone, and our children will be as mankind were before the Flood, killing without reason or sense or account, and unrestrained by Law or humanity, and His Promise will go to others that He can raise up from stones.  And only men of knowledge take heed and act as God Commends.  Who, then, if not you?

     "God Opens to Japheth and he abides in the Houses of Shem, and Kan'aan is 'servant' to them."  Genesis 9:27.

     The word rendered 'servant' is genitive denominative and sets Kan'aan as a norm, just as today we are "servants of God."  It does not enslave Kan'aan to Japheth, but rather makes of humanity servants one for another and draws the example on Kan'aan.

     God Closed His Mind to Adam.  Prepare to walk on water.

     Fictionalization of Scripture is the systematic destruction of all those human examples of righteousness that might write on the hearts of our young a desire to know Him Who Is the Source of the dignity of humanity, the distinction of the faithful, and the ennoblement of the devoted.  It did not begin on Sunday night television.  And the most perfect example of all has been raised beyond the reach of emulation by mortal man.

     Then the base and the brigand are rhapsodized and regaled, the profligate and the whimsical are advanced as hero, the blind and the banal are held enlightened.  And we have television production in a nutshell, as also all other "entertainment" that is certainly not the entertainment that God has made of the life of this world, which is of His Mercy, but rather a one-eyed fire painted to look like a paradise and close the inward eye that looks upon God.

     Go read of Adam Our Father, and then come and tell me whether those who made that television fictionalization of which all complain have written on their hearts any reason or sense of His design.  And then let's talk about Noah and his sons.

     Many years ago I read "In Search of Noah's Ark," by Dave Balsiger and Charles E. Sellier, Jr., 1976 from Sun Classic Books, 11071 Massachusetts Avenue, Los Angeles, California 90025.  The authors offer several theories on the water that came from above and from below.  The video I mentioned and the scenario I described seem plausible to me when I think about the geyser that erupts when an oil well comes in, and when I visit Yellowstone and watch the geysers there caused by volcanic action, although I am sure there is a more precise term for that.  The 100-ton balls of ice that come into the earth's atmosphere every few seconds, adding an acre-foot of water every few thousand years, are black with dust when they enter and have only been observed recently with telescopes.  It is not inconceiveable to me that below what we have been able to dig into there may have been water at one time just as there is oil there now, that flows to refill depleted fields that have been capped for many years.  What I believe to be fairly well established is that prior to the Flood, there was a vapor canopy on the surface that disappeared into the ice caps.

     A sister recently read the book I list above, and reminded me that there are some biological features of man that would be enhanced by life in a perfectly even climate such as once caused the polar regions to be tropical.  Three have to do with aging.

     And then, of course, there's Peleg, called that (Arabic:  falaq) because in his days the earth was divided.  The Qur'an speaks of tectonic plates and describes the earth's crust in terms that any geologist would be able to correlate with his technical terminology.  There just is so much we don't know yet.

     Certainly there is a lot yet to be learned, but should the Scriptures be turned into a hodge-podge of what they are now, how can they continue to be a source of discovery about the world we live in and how we have lived in it since Adam?