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On the first Shabbat all creation paraded before the throne, and the constellations took their place in line beside the angels.
Before creation the Hebrew letters lined up before God, each making its case, until only one remained worthy to open the first word.
A genuine Torah insight rises crowned before God and does not return empty. The Zohar says it becomes the material of a new heaven and renewed earth.
Every dawn a new host of angels is created from fire, sings one song before God, and is gone before the morning has fully opened.
Metatron showed Rabbi Ishmael where the stars are kept. Every light above the earth has a chamber, a spirit, and an appointed service in heaven's order.
Three Hebrew letters receive crowns and rule three realms at once: the universe, the year, and the chambers of the human body.
Before light or earth, God carves the alphabet with voice and breath, divides letters by the shape of the mouth, and spells the world into form.
Before the world had above or below, east or west, God sealed each direction with a different arrangement of three letters from the divine name.
From the first letter of Torah to the festival of Sukkot to the righteous man who holds the world, the Shekhinah enters creation and withdraws with precision.
A mystic begs to see how something came from nothing. Tikkunei Zohar answers with a measuring line in primordial air and the tiny Yod that begins everything.
Sefer Yetzirah imagines the world beginning as engraved paths, then breath, then fire from water, then the mothers Aleph Mem Shin.
You think you have one soul. The Kabbalists of Safed counted five, and said most people die owning only the first. The rest you have to earn.
Before earth had form, God held a fiery Torah, its black letters resting on white flame, and creation waited for its design.
Enoch stood before God and was handed a reed. For thirty days and nights, Pravuil dictated all of creation -- every star and soul -- and Enoch wrote it down.
Returned from ten heavens, Enoch has one final night with his sons. He explains time, his 366 books, and what the calendar means for those he leaves behind.
Before the world began, the letters fought to be first. Generations later, humans shot arrows at heaven. The arrows came back covered in blood.
