Of Old Gods and Assassins, Knights Templar in Assassin’s Creed

by | Feb 12, 2021

Nothing is true. Everything is permitted.

 

Knights Templar in Assassins Creed

 

Back in the day when I used to fill a seat at my local Sun-day gathering venue known as a church, I would often ponder upon the idea of the idols, the “strange elohim” that were often denounced in the Bible. I’m not sure if it was the church’s official position but I recall often hearing there and on various Christian talk radio sermons that the idols were merely wood or stone or metal, a completely man-made construct.

A trick of the mind.

I have no doubt that like all things, idol making did serve as a boon to the industry that forged, carved and crafted them, thus serving as a means unto itself as a method of enrichment and employment. I also have no illusions that kings and priests found them useful as tools of control. Encouraging or perhaps forcing subjects and adherents to bow before the golden calf or chuck their first born child into the burning belly of the bull undoubtedly served as a unifying cultural experience meant to ingrain loyalty and community into their collective minds. And if one looks they will find scriptures that put the idols in this basest of terms – deaf, blind, mute stone or wood.

But does it end there? My mind could never understand why all the hubbub if they were merely a ploy or marketing scheme. Why the prohibitions against sorcery, witchcraft and the like if it’s all just fake phony phooey? I’m not here to argue or debate exactly what went down between Saul and the Witch of Endor when she raised…someone…but someone did come nevertheless. If things like necromancy are merely stagecraft then why not just prohibit play acting in general? Do these things find their ultimate root in deceit and lies and therefore that is why they are to be avoided? Or are these practices truly gateways to initiate one into a rendezvous with The Powers That Should Not Be. And I’m not talking earthly powers here.

I have observed over the course of the last few years that there seems to be an uptick in interest regarding the so called “old gods”. I’m not sure exactly when or where they got reintroduced, and maybe that’s the wrong word. More likely they never left the building, as it were. But my suspicions lead me to believe that the “house of mouse” had a big hand in it, chronicling the antics of Thor, Loki, Odin and the like in the Marvel Cinematic Universe. At least to account for this present day resurgence.

Couple that with the History Channel series Vikings and the gods of the Norse have maybe never been more popular than they are now. I hear that you can now put down “Viking” as your religion on government forms and it’s considered acceptable…along with cool new upstarts like “Jedi” and “Sith”.

But it’s not just the Asgardians that have found representation in the here and now. The Greek and Egyptian pantheons have been cropping up in various films and other media. Oh media…see they even pop up in our given vernacular. (We’ll come back to her shortly.) When you begin to really start looking at the world around you and actually pay attention to the details it’s amazing what starts to stand out.

The gods are everywhere.

Take videogames for example. For at least two generations of people now, gaming has become the de facto form of entertainment. And the interactive nature of games makes for even more immersive experiences than that of film or television. So it should be no surprise that the entities in question have infiltrated and perhaps overtaken that domain.

The game Assassin’s Creed is a long running series that comes to mind. The game first debuted in 2007 and there have been over 20 releases in one form or another over successive game hardware cycles. In the games you play – typically – as a member of the secret society of Assassins, or Hashashin, an ancient Islamic sect.

It has a surprisingly deep mythology tied to it that hits on more than one “truther” topic or talking point. In 2017 the whole series kind of went through a quasi-reboot with the intent to go in new narrative and gameplay directions while bridging the older entries in the series and keeping the storyline as a whole intact.

The original games see the player controlling someone who has a DNA link to assassins of the past. A company called Abstergo Inc. has a machine called the animus that, in Matrix-style fashion, allows the person connected to re-live the memories of a long dead ancestor. . This is achieved supposedly through genetic memory. This links in directly with epigenetics and the idea that we get far more from our ancestors than just some dominant and recessive genes that affect us biologically.

The Latin dictionary tells me that the word “abstergo” means banish, expel, dispel, wipe away, cleanse or strip off. Hmm. In both the games and in reality(?) Abstergo has become both Abstergo Industries and Abstergo Entertainment. If one goes to the Abstergo Entertainment Facebook page they can find a link that goes to this very odd fourth wall breaking page about a Covid-19 drug that everyone 2 years old and up should be taking. Strange. See it here.

The main character, Desmond Miles, relives the memories of his assassin ancestors in various time periods and locales such as in Jerusalem through Altair ibn-La’Ahad during the 3rd Crusade and the Italian Renaissance through Ezio Auditore de Firenze along with Connor Kenway during the American Revolution. The storyline weaves in historical figures and events while intertwining with the fictional mythos.

The driving force of the game is that the “Hidden Ones”, or Assassins are in a secret war with the Knights Templar to control ancient artifacts known as “Pieces of Eden”. Initially it’s pretty vague as to what these pieces actually are, but in the first game the artifact in question is the “Apple of Eden” and it basically has the ability to control everyone by overriding their free will.

Did you catch that?

The fruit in the garden that was forbidden was actually a tool used for control.

Later pieces include the “Staff of Hermes” that can heal and even resurrect people from the dead and “The Eye” which can see multiple futures.

In the history of the game it is the Knights Templar who are presented as the “law and order” faction who want to use the Pieces to bend humanity to their will in order to create a utopia. They’re the game’s “globalists”, if you will. The Assassins, on the other hand, want to find the Pieces and essentially ensure that they aren’t used for evil purposes. They represent free will. Their motto, which is very heavily used in the first few games, is “Nothing is true. Everything is permitted.”

A very, “sex, drugs and rock and roll” kind of vibe to it, don’t you think?

Since everything is permitted the assassins find no qualms with using force and violence to rid the world of their Templar foes. Sword fights and stabbing ensue in copious amounts. This is a videogame after all and you gotta have a central mechanic.

The game goes even further in its twisting of tales. As you play through, the story opens up to reveal that the monotheistic idea of one God is not true at all. Our real ancestors and progenitors were called The Isu in an apparent nod to ancient Sumerian/Babylonian literature. At first they are described alternatively as “The first Civilization”, “The Precursor Race”, or “Those Who Came Before”. As a highly technologically advanced civilization it was the Isu that created humanity along with the Pieces of Eden as a form of control so that they would never rebel against their makers. This is basically the underlying premise to the “alien seeder” and/or “panspermia” theories that, I kid you not, are highly touted in the ivory towers of Scientism.

And if the pre-Adamic overtures weren’t already blatant enough for you, Adam and Eve are rendered as – get this – the first Isu-human hybrids! As such they were immune to the control mechanisms of the Pieces of Eden and started a great war against the Isu. This war apparently ended with a massive solar flare that killed off the Isu over time and allowed humanity to conquer the earth.

Later we are introduced to three Isu who apparently know that in the future there will be another solar flare even that will wipe out humanity. Their stated intention is to actually help the humans prepare for this future catastrophe. Since the first game came out in 2007 can you guess when this solar calamity was prophesied to happen?

If you guessed 2012, then winner, winner chicken dinner for you. The three mysterious Isu that invade the memories of the player-character are named after the Roman gods Minerva, Juno and Jupiter. This would be the Roman triumvirate known as the Capitoline Triad. Interestingly in Rome they were worshipped in a temple on Capitoline Hill…I’m sure there’s no connection whatsoever to the fact that in Washington D.C. today we have our very own Capitol Hill…

Move along, nothing to see here.

On second thought, let’s take a look at these three for a moment.

 

I found my thrill, on Capitoline Hill

 

 

Minerva is the Roman version of the Greek goddess Athena. Ancient gods sponsor a wide range of events and activities so it’s hard to keep track of it all. “Minerv-athena” is known for wisdom, law, justice, poetry, commerce, and “defensive” war. Her brother god Mars apparently had the whole offensive war stuff trademarked.

Her sacred creature is the owl, you know like the big owl that they sacrifice children around in Bohemian Grove or the owl that our own capitol hill creates when looked at from above…moving along again…still nothing to see here. She’s most often depicted with mannish features in all of the pictures you see with very broad, muscular shoulders and short cropped hair. Rumor has it that her followers were known to advocate for gender-neutral bath houses in Rome…

In Rome today you can still visit the Delubrum Minervae temple where she was and not-so-secretly-still-is worshipped. Although now it’s called the Santa Maria sopra Minerva or “Saint Mary above Minerva” basilica, a Roman Catholic cathedral. The very site itself built on the ruins of an Egyptian temple dedicated to…wait for it…Isis.

Juno’s Greek name is Hera. She was the patron goddess of the entire Roman Empire. She, being married to Jupiter, was the Regina or Queen goddess. Her sacred animal is the peacock as the feather plume gives one the idea of the All Seeing Eye, so she could watch over Rome with vigilance. Again, she sponsored many things and gained quite a few titles and epithets over the years. She is often depicted with a spear and her shield, called Aegis, but not really associated with war, more for protection. She is mostly known for energy or youthfulness and, of course, sex and fertility. Where would any society be without a fertility god and/or goddess?

I guess that brings us to Jupiter, or Jove. As in, “By Jove, I think he’s got it!” Dirty little secret: Jove and Juno were not only seen has husband and wife but also brother and sister. Funny thing about that “J” since it’s only 500-ish years old, it wasn’t around back when Jove worship was at its height. It would have been Iou-pater, or “sky father”. Kinda reminds me of the Iesous/Jesus thing and how Roman priests are called “father” today…but I’ll just leave that alone.

Another fun fact to consider is that Jupiter’s sacred animal is an eagle and as the Roman equivalent to Zeus he’s often depicted holding a lightning bolt. This iconography has found its way onto many different emblems over the years. The Roman Empire, obviously but also the Nazi Third Reich along with the old American Seal. E Pluribus Unum anyone? Some may consider those links shocking. Pun intended. Jupiter, being the sky diety was of course the sponsor of agriculture, the day, and sometimes the night, and war, and state and…you get the drift. The dude definitely had a day planner cuz his calendar was full. Being the head of the Capitoline trio, this guy also had temples everywhere. Including, word has it, right smack dab on top of ashes of the Temple in Jerusalem erected sometime after the events of 70AD.

As I mentioned before, in 2017 the Assassin’s Creed games started going in a whole new direction. Starting with Egypt as the “true” origin of the “Hidden Ones”, the game dives largely into the Egyptian pantheon as part of its backdrop. The follow up sees the series move to ancient Greece and the encounters with the classical Greek gods gets ratcheted up even further. 2020’s series entry, Valhalla, lets the player essentially play in the shoes of Odin himself through a series of mystical vision quests after ingesting hallucinogenic concoctions. Tyr, Loki and Freya are all accounted for here. Old gods, new audiences, fresh fame and renown.

 

Shortly after coming to understand the truth of Biblical Cosmology in 2017 (I know I was a late bloomer) and then the Torah right after that, it was like a veil was removed from my eyes and mind. All of these things that are not hidden, but veiled, suddenly became stark and naked in my view. As such the architecture, tradition and names of things now became quite obvious. Collectively the world shrugs, it would seem, oblivious to the reality and meaning of what is all around us.

Take the Egyptian god Osiris for example. His most famous…erm…member sticking up unashamed in cities all over the world. Outside of its native Egypt, we see obelisks in cities such as Instanbul, Rome, Paris, London, Washington D.C. and New York. And perhaps even more grotesque, we seem some of these topped with a cross and sometimes dubbed a “steeple” adorning our own houses of worship.

As I’ve said above regarding the Triad, they sponsor many types of events and activities. Sometimes it would seem that those activities and associations may come at odds with each other. Like, it’s kind of hard to be a goddess of fertility on the one hand and be all about bringing life into the world and then be associated with war and death on the other. We see this played out today in the PR world. ISIS is not only a militant faction of fighters, but it was also the name of what was supposed to be one of the very first mobile wallet payment systems several years ago. I guess the idea of buying your Starbucks with Isis kind of lost its appeal.

And I say it’s played out within the PR and marketing world only half tongue-in-cheek. I mean, it seems to me that the gods have really been the masters at marketing from the get go. Today we see logos and icons plastered all over anything that moves, but back in the day they had much loftier goals. We’re talking the heavenly luminaries and even the very days and months.

Picture it: The Moon, brought to you by the all new Chase Manhattan Sapphire Card. That’s how you really know we never landed there. No adverts.

 

Eight days a week (you know, The Beatles tune)

 

I’m really surprised that nobody has thought to update the days of the week yet. I mean, the Roman Catholic Church should be ashamed that they couldn’t at least change the name of the first-now-last day of the week from “Sun-day” to “Son-day” at the very least to account for Constantine’s Jesus-is-Sol-Invictus switcheroo. The rest of the days are all kind of a jumble. Whoever’s in charge of marketing right now needs to get their act together. We go from Sun to Moon for Monday, but then we switch over to Norse from there? So much for continuity.

It makes more sense if one looks at the names in the languages that stuck to the original Greek. Sun, Moon, Mars, Mercury, Jupiter, Venus, Saturn. In Spanish, for instance, it’s much easier to see. Lunes, Martes, Miercoles, Jueves, Viernes at least. On the weekend the aforementioned Catholic influence can be seen, although they let their hand show a bit, probably to gloat. Saturn’s day is Sabado: that would be the Sabbath. Sunday is Domingo or Latin for “Lord’s day”. By the power of Greyskull The Vatican they magically change the day of worship.

Over in English we get a kind of soupy mixture. After the luminary days we ditch the old planetary names and go with the Germanic and Norse gods, although the connections remain. Tuesday is Tyr’s day. Tyr is linked back to Mars/Ares as the god of war. Wednesday is Woden’s day or Odin’s day. It gets sketchy here because Odin is more equivalent, as the “All Father”, to Zeus or Jupiter but here the analogy breaks down. Maybe that’s because Odin’s son Thor is more closely associated with the thunder and lightning for the Norse and he gets his own day on Thursday. Friday is Frig’s day and she is the Norse equivalent of Venus or the Greek Aphrodite. And rather than allow for the Sabbath day we keep ol’ Saturn in the mix with Saturday.

What may be even more telling, at least for those of us who are starting to really question the days, months, years – the entire Calendar – in order to get back to what the Father intended from the beginning, are the names of the months themselves.

I never stopped to wonder about them, not once, until my aforementioned awakening, and mind you I have been into the “conspiracy game” for quite some time.

January ties to the Roman god Janus. He is called the “two-faced god” and is always depicted with faces looking in opposite directions. This denotes looking into the past and future. He’s also the god of doorways or gates and is said to be the “god of firsts”. Apparently there were religious squabbles quite often between the cults of Janus and Jove because although Jove was supposedly supreme, he could still never claim primacy because that was Janus’ jam.

“Februa” is interesting. It’s not related to a god but it was tied to the Roman festival of purification which just so happens to fall in the middle of the month. Hmm. Lupercalia, celebrated from the 13th to the 15th of the month. Lupercus is the Roman equivalent of Pan. Fig trees, breastfeeding, sex, purging of evil and impurities from the body, along with sacrificing of goats are all on the table here. Figs have from times of old been associated with genitalia, both because of how it looks and for the milky white sap that issues from the fig tree when cut. I hope you can fill in the gaps here.

The other interesting thing about February is that it was always considered an “intercalary” month. Again, I’m not here to argue or debate calendars at this point but some put forth that intercalary times are called for in order to sync the lunar and solar circuits in the heavens. One thing I will say is that I think “Rome” always gets the blame for messing with the times, and for obvious reasons, but I believe too many throw the baby out with the bathwater when it comes to the calendar.

March, April, May and June get back to gods. Mars, Aphrodite and Maia, respectively. Maia, while less known, is the Roman version of Ishtar or Easter and is considered the goddess of spring. Juno makes a reappearance here and gets her own month.

July and August get usurped by Caesars, although to be fair they styled themselves as gods so I guess from a purely Roman point of view we could say that Julius and Augustus just kind of butted in here as a couple of “new gods” on the scene. And in a rather uninspiring way to close out the year we merely get numbered months for the last four.

It doesn’t end with the calendar either. We wear Nike, the Greek goddess of Victory on our feet, as well as name missiles after her. We have Libertas or Liberty standing as a great statue on our shores, she being also of a sort with the Greek Eleutheria or with Columbia, another goddess associated with freedom. We see the staff of Asclepius with the serpent winding around it anytime we’re somewhere we get “medicine” from.

They’re literally everywhere.

At this point you might be thinking, “Yeah, I already know all this, what’s your point?”

 

Nothing new under the sun gods

 

 

 

As I alluded to at the beginning…did the old gods ever truly go away? Or did they just become new(er) gods? It seems like they just keep re-branding themselves for each successive generation. Sometimes they go modern. Other times retro. Take the Greek goddess Medea. Remember when I brought up Media earlier? They would be one and the same. Of course “media” is the reference to the “medium” of the information. Sure. And I won’t even touch further on the idea of the medium, I’m sure you get the drift. But there’s more to it than that. She has successfully re-branded and taken on epithets like “social media” among other things. She has traditionally been depicted as having high intelligence.

Hmm.

All sorts of new technologies, including social media are now incorporating artificial intelligence. She is also seen as a cunning manipulator. Once again what do we see the main goal of media? Influencing, manipulating and indoctrinating the masses. We watch television programs to be programmed after all.

A book series called American Gods, which has recently been turned into one such television show, speaks to the very things I’m pointing out here. It envisions “Mr. Wednesday” or Woden himself as the chief of the old gods. The story focuses on Wednesday recruiting other old gods, like Eostara (Easter,Ishtar), Czernobog (Slavic god of war), Anubis, Kali and others to wage war on the self-styled new gods such as Media, Mr. World (Globalism), and Technical Boy (technology, quantum mechanics). The idea is that the old gods have lost their luster and most of their worshippers. The new gods have gained the attention of the whole world and seek to either assimilate the old gods by re-vamping their image or to kill off their very memory. The old gods, led by Odin, seek to fight back and regain the renown they once had.

I can’t help but see the uncanny parallels as I look at our culture from a 10,000ft view.

At what point do we engage with this world and it’s soaked to the bone influence of these gods and not consider it worship of some sort? And I’m not just trying to stoke some fleeting moment of, “Let’s all cancel our Netflix account!”, or a call to abandon Facebook or Gab or Parler or whatever the social media du jour is. I’m talking about our ties to the same entities that erect Osiris phalluses in their courtyards and make new gods out of supposedly assassinated presidents.

We tend to think of “worship” as being something that we go out of our way to do. We go to a special place at a special time and do a special thing. And to a point that is true, look at all of the cultural rituals that follow that exact blueprint. But what about all of the little things that we choose to spend our time on and give our “worth” to. Worship, after all, is rooted in worth-ship. And I’m just as guilty as the next of giving my time, talents and treasures to things – and perhaps entities – that are, ultimately, not worthy.

But this is just not about what we do in our spare time.

 

 

This is about our entire lives. This is about the flag we pledge allegiance to and who or what that flag pledges its allegiance to. Are we merely bit-part actors or background extras in the entire stage show we call life? Or are we meant to be active participants?

When we see these lower-case-g gods being worshipped, adored and in some cases commanded to us to obey, does this not abhor us? Will we not have to answer to The Most High for this? Are we absolved because we have a metaphorical, if not literal gun to our heads if we don’t bow the knee?

Or worse.

Do we willingly bow the knee because it’s been not only what we’ve been taught to do since birth, but because secretly we want to. We’re happy to oblige the gods, old and new alike. Maybe we love this modern life too much and we’re all too happy to sacrifice whatever the gods demand in order to keep what we have.

Remember the staff of Asclepius I mentioned earlier? Is this not the same staff that Moses held up in the desert in Numbers 21? Did the staff merely become a manmade idol or did someone or something take ownership of it and it became a god? In 2 Kings 18, King Hezekiah finally had the wherewithal to smash it to pieces as it was being worshipped right there in Jerusalem! The text says, “up to those days the children of Israel were still burning incense to it.” And it had a name. Nehushtan. A fiery seraphim if there ever was one. And even though the physical object was destroyed, clearly its spirit has lived on to this day.

But here’s the thing. Hezekiah not only smashed the staff but he apparently went on a campaign and razed all of the stylings of the old and new gods. He “removed” the high places. These were altars that the kings from Solomon’s time on had erected in specific spots and appointed priests that were not Levites to offer sacrifices on. He smashed pillars. He cut down Asherah poles. He rebelled against the king of Assyria and did not serve him. This same king who proclaimed to have defeated all of the gods of the nations he conquered. Wood and stone and metal that could not save them. But they sure could capture their attention and praise, couldn’t they?

And this is what it tells us: Hezekiah trusted in YHWH, the Elohim of Israel. He CLUNG to YHWH. He did not turn away from Him. He kept all his commandments, which YHWH commanded Moses.

What was the payoff?

The Most High was with him. Wherever Hezekiah went he prospered.

I pray that all of the children The Most High is calling to himself  heed the word of Him and His Son to obey His commands will step away from every High Place that the gods have proclaimed for their illicit worship. I pray that we would do so before the events of the prophet Micah come to pass.

Hear, O peoples—all of you!
Attention, O land and everything in it!
The Most High Elohim will be witness against you—
YHWH from His holy Temple.
For behold, YHWH is coming forth out of His place.
He will come down and trample on the high places of the land.
The mountains will melt away under Him
and the valleys will split apart
like wax before the fire,
like water being poured down a slope.

And when this time actually does come to pass…will anyone even look up to notice?

Justin

 

 

 

 

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