Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice. ------ by Robert Frost
Our entire exsitence sits upon a delicate balance between order and chaos. A unity of these two opposite primordial forces had been established at the beginning of time. It is the core foundation of our universe. There was chaos, then there was light. Tales of that time immemorial had been long since lost, who was that first mover? Those ancient knowledges burn like sacrosanct flame, luring all the curious Icaruses to venture close enough, then melt their wax wings and cast them into the deep black void, lost, forgotten.
But the two forces, the eldest of them all, are everwatchful. For aeons countless civilisations have lost to both. Chaos devours those that reached their peak of unity, while order encases those fell to the bottom of chaos. Just as it had been agreed. Being burnt or frozen, in fire or ice, the two ends mean total destruction. For those who remain, it is a struggle in fissure. The delicate balance must be maintained by all, one single tip the whole world might fall.
Causes and Consequences: similar to the Buddhism Karma, 'you reap what you sow'. But it rather objectively describes the progress of a chain of events than promotes retribution. The event chain do not limit in one's life time, it can last for several generations...centuries, even millennia... The basic concept can be interpreted as 'every choice of your past shapes the course of your future'.
The Wheel of Eternal Conflicts: A metaphoric concretion of the constant battle between the two primordial forces, order and chaos. The wheel appears just like a Yin-Yang symbol, the two primordial forces, being locked in a duality, forms an ever-spinning wheel. This concept is believed to be the impetus of our known existence. If the chains of event, as described in the Causes and Consequences concept, are sets of gears, the wheel is their motive power. Ørlög in Norse mythology, Mongke Tangri (Tengri: eternal blue sky, in central Asia Shamanism) are believed to be the embodiment/aspect of the wheel.
Seen World/Waking World: the reality that is seen/known or allowed to be revealed to us. Men's perspective of the world is limited to our senses, we have to process the existence through our perspective of view. To some degree "conciseness dominates objects" is reasonable, because we know the world as we see it. The concept of waking world is related to Dream/Nightmare.
Dream/Nightmare: artificial realities that stand independent to the true reality, it must be anchored/sustained by an object/person, that's their connection to the waking world/true reality. Dream/Nightmare is a materialization/projection of mind, one can enter it physically. If possesses strong psychic power, one can create a Dream Plane, but this is a sub-reality that does not exist in the true reality, thus cannot be entered physically. Nightmare is a chaotic Dream, a Dream that defies all laws of physics…just let me put it this way, defies the law of everything.
The Beginning of Ilu and Ilat
Before the existence, there was chaos. It was believed that the world was born from the conflicts between chaos and order, but that was a long lost tale. Who built the universe? Who crafted stars out of cosmic dust? Who shaped the existence to that of we know? The questions we had asked, the doubt we had thrown into the dark hollow of night, were gone, lost, vanished, unanswered.
The vast astral realm may holds a pantheon of deities and celestial beings, we do not know. But what we do know is that, when Gaia, the soul and core spirit of our mother planet Earth, the Amakiagal (great earth mother) first opened her eyes, she saw darkness, the endless dark blue vault inlaid with silver shimmers. Our earth mother exhaled an admiration, that was when Amainna(ama-In-nah), the dark mother, the goddess of Night, was born. Then the great mother saw light, the blinding whiteness that thinned the navy to azure, hence came Addānu(a-Dah-noo), the sky father, god of day. Then the wheel of day and night turned, the first shade of night was named Agirinnu(agi-r-In-noo), the Herald of Darkness, god of dusk. The first ray of day, Aladea(ala-De-ah), the Light Bringer, the goddess of dawn. The first four, night, day, dusk and dawn were the prime dome, markers of time, Ilugal and Ilatigal.
Day begot a son, he placed a crown on his head, he gave him his light. Zahallu(za-Hah-loo) he called him, the golden one, the keeper of light, the god of sun. Night also begot a son. He was born from the melancholy of the long darkness she had faced. She placed a veil on his face and called him Kanu(kah-Noo), the gloomy one. The Book of Life and Death was his to keep.
Amakigal could not stand the tears of her first born. She demanded a ray from Zahallu and gifted it to Inna. The dark mother joyfully placed the light amoung the shimmers. The brightest of all stars, Litâ(li-Tah) the silver one, the goddess of moon now forever illuminates the dark vault.
Dawn begot a son, the morning star, his name was lost for he had been corrupted by chaos and fallen from grace. Dusk begot a daughter, Nea(ne-Ah), the shimmer one, the evening star, the dream weaver. The second five, the second comers, were the Ilu and Ilat.
Ilu and Ilat, even Gaia the earth mother, are not creators. The world, the universe, the reality is too complicated to be created out of a single mind. They are rather observers, the watchers/caretakers of this world. They were born out of Gaia's perspective, and their perspectives create. They sit and jugde and through their eyes things were seen, known, understand, defined and most of all...named. They watch the rises and falls of everything, observe but not interfere. They see through space, through the illusion we call time, their sights are light.
Ilu and Ilat do not pair, all of them remain celibate...their offsprings come from their minds...thinking how Zeus created Athena out of his forehead...just skip the 'swallow her pregnant mother' part. An offspring of an Ilum or Ilatim is an extension of his or her power, it weakens them. So creating divine children is a matter to be taken very seriously. However, Ilu and Ilat still can have earthly offsprings with human through...biological method...and it has minor impact on them.
The Beginning of Lylthium and Morrigan
It was said that in the time of yore, when Night first gazed down upon the beauty of her mother earth, Gaia, tears of joy slipped into this world. A clear pool merged where the tear drop kissed her mother's skin. A mortal woman drank from the pool, hence a child was born. A daughter, the daughter of the Night. Though from a goddess she came, a mortal she was born as. But a blessed daughter was she! Her line shall never end!
During the age of myth, a union between divine and mortal was not uncommon. The flame of love could even melt such coldness as Death. He wed Myraim, a daughter of the daughter, under the witness of the Night and the Moon, their mother and sister. And she bore him a child. Day after day the laughter of life deafened them from the faint slip of the sand inside the hourglass. Until one day, the one and only thing that would separate them knocked on their door, the mortality of human race.
As a consort of a god, Myraim was granted prolonged youth but not immortal life. For immortality is a secret of the gods and the gods have no intention of sharing. The Death was but a mere ferryman. All forms of life, living and dead, belong to the one and only Amakiagal (the great earth mother), Gaia. Knowing that he would lose her once her time was gone, Death erased his beloved one's name from the Book of the Dead. Little did he know, the one he loved so deeply, the one he was willing to cross the line for, was left in the limbo between life and death. Another life must be taken for her to live on...This was how the Lylthians came to existence.
Myraim, daughter of the daughter, the third born of the Night, became the first Queen. From her the line of Lylthium continued. The Death was forbidden to enter the human world and was punished to be cloaked in black for eternity. The gate between the realms was sealed, leaving the divine decedents alone linger among the mortals. Since the the world is out of divine intervention, Death and Myriam's child took the responsibility of escorting souls into their afterlife. The ones who bear her blood, were known as --- the Morrigans.
The Beginning of Fae
Amakiagal planted an avatar of her own, she placed her seed and watched it grow. Each day its branches stretched up nine feets high, as its root drilled down nine feets deep. It took the seed ten thousand years to grow. For what was a young seeding now a mighty wood. Its crystallised leaves touched the vault of Addānu and Amainna, its strong roots reached our mother's core. And when the tree bloomed for the first time in millennia, its pollens snowed the entire world.
In air they became Sylphs, in fire they became Igniphs, in fresh water they became naiads, in seas they became nereids, on earth they became nymphs, on trees they became dryads, on flora they became faeries. In light they became Solas, in darkness they became Dorch (Doh-lo-ch). The flowers of the sacred tree became Mabel (Mab), the May Queen, queen of all faefolk. The leaves of the sacred tree became the green man, the queen's consort who was better known as Pan. The branches of the sacred tree became Yvienne (i-Vee-en) the great dryad, the greatest of all faes, guardian of the Temple of Gaia and foremother of the Sylvana witches.