steve howard's translation of the Torah
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TORAH

exodus

 

chapter 34

vs. 1: “Carve two tablets of stone like the first … which you shattered.” EQ.

“Hey Moses, this time when you hack out the God Laws, watch your spelling. Have Aaron, who can actually read and write, check it for you.”

“God, whatever. No one will ever read the fuckin’ things.”

Oh how wrong he was.

Moses went up mount Sinai after carving the stones and hiding them behind a bush. Up the mountain to hang out with his God again. The book says he took them us the mountain. Which would be very silly unless they were not heavy and he wanted to read them over and over for 40 days.

vs. 6 “The Lord! the Lord! a God compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, abounding in kindness and faithfulness... EQ.

Moses pleads with the Lord to not give up on his people. Not to kill them all.

Vs. 9: “If I have gained Your favor, O Lord, pray, let the Lord go in our midst, even though this is a stiffnecked people.” EQ.

I’ve only read this Torah thing a few dozen times so maybe I missed something but the quote seems to be an out right lie. The exact opposite of the nature of the God in question.

“I am awesome and will slaughter a half dozen nations, tear their godless, or rather false gods, city states down to the ground. Spare no one for they may tarnish your belief in me.”

Vs. 12: Beware of making a covenant with the inhabitants of the land against which your are advancing, lest they be a snare in your midst. EQ.

Just to be perfectly clear, this means kill them all. There will be the odd exception. The very young virgins will occasionally be kept as sex slaves.

Every first born is mine. No one is excluded. You can trade a sheep for your ass.

The Lord repeats himself quite often about blood rituals and the boiling of kids in their mother’s milk.

Vs. 19: Every first issue of the womb is Mine, EQ.

He told Moses to record the rules. 40 days with only wine and meat. 40 days of making random rules for the illiterate and the ignorant.

Moses was sun burnt from sitting drunk on the mountain thus the people couldn’t bare to look at his hideous sores. Just speculation based on physics.

So he covered his face. Unless he was in his tent talking to the Lord. Conspiring to make a long list of rules. To obey forever.


chapter 35

So Moses ordered the several million of his people together and told them the rules.

After that, he made it clear that he was personally accepting gifts for the Lord. Gold, silver and the usual. Like already mentioned back in chapter 25 onward.

“Build me a fuckin’ tabernacle.”

So everyone brought their things till they had more than enough to build the Tent of Lord Moses.

Than the servants of the Lord that had once been the productive slave craftsmen of the pharaoh, now worked for the Lord Moses. If they weren’t happy to use their resources and talents to grant Moses his every desire, they could have a sword cut their skull in two.

The Bible, or as we are only dealing here with the books of Moses, the Torah, repeats itself repeatedly and indulges in tedious details. Perhaps to discourage future generations from reading it. Even though it is law to read it every 7 years. Maybe its tedious prattle about details is an attempt to make it look like a real report of an actual event. No one would think to make fiction so tedious.


chapter 36

vs. 5: “The people are bringing more than is needed…” EQ.

vs. 6: Moses thereupon had his proclamation made throughout the camp: “Let no man or woman make further effort toward gifts for the sanctuary!” EQ.

That is to say. “Okay. That’s enough.”

So from the resources the several million had plundered, there was enough to build a nice tent.

And they did. They built a really nice tent for Lord Moses.

If you wanna build your own, the instructions are in the original. Twice.

You need a big open space, a few resources and cheep labor. For it is made with real God given craftsmanship. They tell us.

And of course, a shit load of Gold.

The details, again, are those from 10 chapters earlier. And unless you are building a holy tent for a Lord dictator in a desert with 600,000 soldiers and their families, slaves and livestock, I don’t think, your narrator, see any reason to elaborate further.



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