But thats all ancient history and Mithras does not concern us here, so to answer your questions as fully as I may, I will say this: I have become convinced, simply from reading what exists in our Orders Lore, that there is not one of the godly or miraculous events attributed to Jesus that was not in existence, and being marveled at, centuries before he was born, from the curing of lepers to raising the dead.
But thats all ancient history and Mithras does not concern us here, so to answer your questions as fully as I may, I will say this: I have become convinced, simply from reading what exists in our Orders Lore, that there is not one of the godly or miraculous events attributed to Jesus that was not in existence, and being marveled at, centuries before he was born, from the curing of lepers to raising the dead.
The Jesus who lived in Galilee and died on the Hill of Skulls was a mana patriot and a rebel. But he was not Jesus the Christ, because, as I said, the Christ part of that namethe Greek Christos, or Saviordid not exist until Paul invented the name long after the man Jesus was dead That, too, I believe.
Most of all, howeverand I think this is what you were asking meI believe that the world has been led astray by menordinary, venal, and self-centered menclaiming to represent God and growing rich in wealth and worldly power in doing so. The evidence of that is everywhere, and a man does not have to be a saint to see it. The Church that Paul founded contains nothing todaya millennium laterthat has not been created and propounded and promulgated by men, all of them claiming to have access to the ear of God, and most of them having no slightest resemblance to anything that might in any way be thought of as godly, pious, or holy, let alone Christian. They preach and pray about godly and Christian virtues, but few bishops or priests today even bother to conceal their venal worldliness. I believeand I know, as do you twothat most people are aware of that, even although they dare notdare notspeak of it to anyone. Despair walks the world today, my friends, and it wears clerical robes. But I believe, tooand more than anything else I believe thisthat our ancient Order, the Order of Rebirth in Sion, contains the seeds of salvation that will one day cleanse the world and bring God back truly into the lives of men.
He saw the doubt and bafflement in his listeners eyes, and he smiled. Well, lads, you asked me, and I have told you, and now I can see you are obviously more confused than you were before, wondering about what you have learned that contains the seeds of salvation. Well, believe me when I tell you that you have learned it. You simply have not yet recognized what you have learned. But listen to me now, both of you, and Ill take you as far towards the light as I can go, because I myself can see it only hazily.
Think of this. The Church tells us Jesus spoke of himself as being the Way, and that he told others The Kingdom of Heaven is within you. He asked them to follow him and that he would show them the Way, and he believed that, utterly and without doubt. But we in our Order believe he did not say it as the Son of God. He said it as an Essene, because it was part of his daily life, and the other Essenes of his community spoke the same way, because they believed that man carries God within himself, and that the Way to find God is to search within yourself.
Now, if you think long and hard upon what that means, you might realize it means that you can talk to God in your own mind, and in your own prayers. And if you can do that, what need have you of priests? Think about that for a moment, and about what it means to our churchly fathers. If a man can talk to God in his own mind, and pray in the security of his own bosom, what need has he of priests, or of a Churchany church?
He stopped then and remained silent, watching St. Omer and Montdidier as their faces showed what they were thinking, and he smiled more widely as he saw the conviction dawning in their eyes.
You see it now? You see where our Orders power will someday lie? One day, our Lorethe knowledge that we have in our possessionwill dictate and demonstrate the truth, incontrovertibly, that men have usurped Gods covenant with mankind and placed the world in jeopardy while they pursue their own earthly power. It will come to pass, I promise you. There is no doubt in my mind.
When? Payns voice was taut with urgency, but Hugh could only shrug.
That I cannot tell you. We can do nothing to promulgate the solution yet, for we have no proof of what we know, and absolute proof will be demandeddemanded loudly and angrily by every corrupt priest and bishop in the worldas soon as we cast off our secrecy and speak out. But we have our Lore, and that Lore instructs us to return to Jerusalem one day, to find and recover the treasury of written records hidden there in ancient times by our forefathers, the founding fathers of what are now the Friendly Families. Those recordsthe written history of the Jerusalem Assembly served by the man Jesus and his brother Jameswill show the true beginnings of what would become the Christian Church, although Jesus and his companions called it simply the Waythe spiritual life, lived every moment of every day in the eyes of God and strengthened by the knowledge of the covenant between Him and the men who worship Him I believe that, too.
Is there a map?
Hugh turned to St. Omer. A map? He laughed. I have no idea, Goff. There might be I dont know much more than you do, and Ive mentioned nothing of the mysteries in what I have said. Everything I have told you, everything Ive talked about, is common knowledge. Ive simply been more patient in finding things out and piecing things together than you two have.
Then when will we go? Dyou believe we will?
Hugh shrugged. I believe someone will, someday. We three might be long dead by then, but I believe someone will go and find the treasure, and once thats done, the world will know salvationfrom the clutches of the churchmen, if nothing else.
And if we had the chance? Suppose we were to have the chancethe ability to sail off and search for this treasurewould you go?
Is that why you asked about a map?
Of course it is. Would you go?
I would. Before the words were out of the mouth of the person asking me. Do you think me mad enough not to go?
Payn Montdidier crossed the two paces that separated him from Hugh and wrapped an arm about his friends shoulder, holding out his free hand to Godfrey St. Omer, who moved quickly to join them.
If you go, well be there with you. You see? That wasnt difficult at all, what you told us, was it? And yet it was exactly right. I feel as if all the priests in Anjou had been sitting on my chest and you just kicked them all off. Now I can breathe again. What about you, Godfrey?
Godfrey St. Omers smile spoke for him.
SIX
In the middle of September in the year 1095, Count Fulk of Anjou, the third of that name and one of the highest-ranked members of the Order of Rebirth, sponsored a great tourney, near the town of Blois, in honor of the coming of age of his second son, another Fulk, who would, in the course of time, become Count Fulk IV. The circumstances of this public celebration were highly scandalous, for the boys mother, Bertrade de Montford, the Countess of Anjou, had deserted Count Fulk some time earlier and was living openly in an adulterous relationship with Philip I, the King of France, and this gaudy event was the Counts means of demonstrating how little he and his son cared about the faithless womans desertion.
Hugh, Godfrey, and Payn, the latter two accompanied by their wives as a mark of special privilege, attended the celebrations among the entourage of their liege, Count Hugh of Champagne, who had considered it politically necessary to attend the festivities, and they enjoyed the activities hugely, as did Louise and Margaret. Now in their mid-twenties, the three friends acquitted themselves well during the tournament events, but were largely content to leave the most strenuous and tiring contests to the younger knights nowadays, while they themselves concentrated on those activities where skill and physical dexterity were more prized than brawn, bulk, and brute stamina. Godfrey, in particular, distinguished himself in the lists, using a long lance, from the back of a galloping horse, to collect a winning number of ring trophies. These rings were suspended from a pivoting arm counterbalanced by a swinging bag of sand that could whip around swiftly and unseat any passing rider who had failed to pick the ring perfectly from the ribbon suspending it, and Godfrey, to the unconcealed delight of his adoring wife, was the only contestant that afternoon who succeeded in picking the maximum possible number of rings without once being unseated, or even brushed, by a swinging weight.
Hugh and Payn waited for Godfrey to collect his prize money and turn his horse over to his groom, and then all three of them began to make their way towards one of the refreshment tents in search of the ladies, laughing and gazing around them in wonder at the riot of colors, music, noise, and movement that surrounded them. All of them had attended similar events beforethere were usually two, sometimes even three, tourneys each year, within riding distance of the Barony of Payensbut none of them had ever seen anything quite as lavish as this display being mounted by the House of Anjou. They understood that this was not merely a tourney; it was a political statement of no great subtlety, a grand spectacle and a celebration of the countys success in a variety of venturesincluding a public thumbing of the Counts nose at the adulterous King of France made possible by the annexation of Blois itself into the County of Anjouover the previous four years. Hundreds, and perhaps even thousands, of people were in attendance from as far away as Burgundy in the far northeast and Marseille in the distant south, and the celebrations had continued for ten days. Count Hughs arrival had been a week earlier, and they would be leaving again in another weeks time to make their way homeward.
They had stopped to stare in awe at a caged pair of lions when Hughs man Arlo found them and summoned them to wait at once upon Baron Hugo in his tent, and they obeyed him without comment, curious but not alarmed, since Arlo had informed them at the outset that the ladies were already there.