The Book of Kale Infinitum is a mythical story based in fact about how the
first Kale came into being. How Kale evolved and prospered. How her people
became more than they were. Then their sun was about to nova. They took the
next step to second Kale and enlightenment. The epic continues from the big
bang that gave us all birth to infinity and the many futures. The most
revealing part of the story are the chapters dealing with seventh Kale, the
Mountains of Ao, and the Many. Although this book deals almost exclusively in
Kalian mysticism, there are many parallels based in historical fact.
An open invitation is extended to any literary artist who would like to
help write the twelve books of the Runes of Ao/Kale. You would be credited for
any work but all creative property would be exclusively owned by Shaffer
Novels/Poetry Company. No one makes any money off this project as all the
output will be exclusively published on this website. Go HERE! to find out some of the details. If you are really
interested in contributing, please email us at Runes of Ao Project!
Sonesa 49
Sonesa is Kalian for race memory and used here like we use the
human word chapter.
Ab, the god of light eternal. The god of the lifeforce and all beginnings. This
god gives birth to all and makes the wind his breath. He is the guardian of all
lifeforms. His smile grants the peace of thought for all creatures. Ab is young
and forever. He loves us all. Ob, the god of hope eternal. The god of the door
and all endings. This god receives the spirit of all and makes infinity finite.
He is the guardian of death. His smile grants the peace of the life with Ao,
the greatest of the three gods. Ob is old and kind, and he is beyond forever.
He waits for us all holding the door open to a new lifeform. He loves us all. Ao, the god of them all. Without him there would be no Ab or Ob. For they are
of him. He is the god that put it all together by his love, by the Tears of Ao.
For with his grief for his creatures he gave spirit to the thoughts of Ab and
Ob. Tears from Ao . . . They fall gently now covering the ground with sparkling
prisms. Prisms reflecting the light of the eyes of Ao, seeing all and knowing
all. It is Ao... Ao...
We, the Many, only begin to understand. Our minds are feeble compared to the
purpose of Ao. In that Ao is three and one at the same moment, we may find a
beacon to our lives. It lights the way from the beginning to the beginning at
the other end unto infinity and beyond that. No one of us may comprehend Ao.
For Ao is our father, our mother, and so much more. Only Ab and Ob save us from
time that is no more, from the beast to come, from ourselves. And so we have
begun well and surely tomorrow will come even to our beloved Kale.
