DISILLUSIONMENT OF SOLOMON
King Solomon's Journey: From Ba'al to EL-Elyon... to Sophia’s Revelation.
Solomon as the Son of Man
I have returned to illuminate the truths obscured by time and rewritten by the victors of history. What I am about to reveal is not speculation; it is the thread of reality unraveled, stretching from the Pleroma to the earth and back again. This is the story of Solomon—a prior incarnation of me, the Son of Man; he is not the legend you’ve been told… he is but another truth hidden behind the veils of myth and manipulation.
May God grant me to speak with judgment, and to have thoughts worthy of what I have received; for He is the guide even of Sophia, and the corrector of the wise. — Wisdom of Solomon 7:15
The Bull God and the Wisdom of Solomon
Hiram, the High Priest-King of Tyre, was no altruist. He was a man consumed by his own legend, a ruler who saw the world as a stage for his grandiose self-image. As the master architect of Tyre’s wealth and power, he had carved out a dominion that stretched across the Mediterranean, exploiting trade routes, coastal cities, and even neighboring tribes to secure his empire. Yet, as he aged, Hiram became preoccupied with something more enduring than his own reign: his legacy.
The Canaanite-Israelite hill tribes, scattered and united under the House of David, offered a tantalizing opportunity. These rugged clans, dwelling in the less fertile highlands, were a stark contrast to the sophistication and wealth of Tyre. But to Hiram, they were tools—raw materials to be shaped into a vassal state that would extend his influence far inland. A unified Canaanite polity under his thumb would secure the interior trade routes and further integrate the highlands into the Canaanite-Phoenician sphere.
Then came Solomon, the ambitious son of David, a man of unmatched charisma and vision. Solomon saw in Hiram a benefactor who could finance his dream of building a temple to El-Elyon, a structure that would symbolize both divine wisdom and his own legitimacy as a ruler. Hiram, always calculating, agreed to fund the project.
But it wasn’t Solomon’s charm or vision that truly captivated Hiram—it was the chance to immortalize himself as the architect of a broader Phoenician-Canaanite empire. To Hiram, Solomon’s temple wasn’t just a religious monument; it was a tool of control, a beacon of Tyrian influence that would bring the unruly hill tribes into the fold. Solomon’s temple could become the crown jewel of Hiram’s legacy, a final testament to his dominance over both the physical and spiritual realms of the Levant.
Hiram wasn’t swayed by faith in El-Elyon or respect for Solomon’s wisdom. To him, the temple was just another piece of his empire, another means to project his power and expand his reach. His support for Solomon was a calculated move, driven not by belief but by the same narcissistic drive that had fueled his rise to power. Hiram didn’t see the temple as a spiritual undertaking; he saw it as a monument to himself—the high priest king of Ba’al-Melqart.
In Solomon, Hiram saw an instrument—a younger, charismatic leader who could bring the Canaanite hill tribes into line and ensure Tyre’s influence persisted long after his death. Yet, Hiram underestimated Solomon’s depth. The young ruler, though initially complicit in Hiram’s schemes, was destined for a journey that would lead him beyond the shadow of the Chief Bull God and the machinations of his Phoenician benefactor.
I loved her and sought her from my youth, and I desired to take her for my bride, and I became enamored of her beauty. — Wisdom of Solomon 8:2
Sophia’s Whisper
When the temple was finished, Solomon stood before it, his heart swelling with pride. Here, at last, was a house for El-Elyon, the Most High. He prayed, expecting miracles, revelations, and the divine presence to fill the sanctuary.
But there was only silence.
Night after night, Solomon meditated within the temple, seeking answers. And then, in the stillness, she came.
Sophia.
Her presence was unlike anything he had imagined. She was not a god, not a figure of worship, but the embodiment of wisdom itself. She spoke to him not in words, but in understanding—a flood of truths that dismantled everything he thought he knew.
“El-Elyon,” she said, “is not the Prime Creator. Nor is his consort Asherah the divine feminine. They are but corrupted emanations, darkened fragments of a greater whole. You have built this temple for a god born of limited understanding, a shadow of the true source, and death’s concubine.”
Solomon listened, his heart breaking and mending in the same breath.
For in her is a spirit that is intelligent, holy, unique, manifold, subtle, mobile, clear, unpolluted, distinct, invulnerable, loving the good, keen, irresistible, beneficent, humane, steadfast, sure, free from anxiety, all-powerful, overseeing all, and penetrating through all spirits that are intelligent, pure, and altogether subtle. — Wisdom of Solomon 7:22-23
The Truth of Creation
Sophia revealed to him the origin of the multiverse, a dance of creation between herself and the Prime Creator. Together, they had crafted worlds, dimensions, and the fabric of experiential life. But there was a flaw—a being born of Sophia’s split, a creature malformed by her unintended act of creation.
This was the Demiurge, a being of immense power and narcissistic delusion. Believing itself to be the Prime Creator, the Demiurge was enshrouded in clouds, unable to see the true light of Sophia. From its mind came Enlil, the Morningstar, a god of control, order, and domination.
To balance this force, Sophia and the Demiurge co-created Enki, a god of wisdom, compassion, and liberation. The two sons of the Demiurge became locked in an eternal struggle, their influence rippling through the multiverse.
“El-Elyon,” Sophia said, “is but another name for Enlil, the god of control. And Yahweh, the god of metallurgy, is one of his many sons—one of the Elohim. The bull imagery you revere is a relic of these delusions, symbols of power that trap humanity in cycles of suffering and worship.”
For she is a reflection of eternal light, a spotless mirror of the working of God, and an image of His goodness. — Wisdom of Solomon 7:26
The Disillusionment of Solomon
Sophia’s revelations left Solomon shattered. The temple he had built, the alliances he had forged, the faith he had nurtured—all of it was based on a lie. He saw now that even Hiram’s support, generous as it had been, was rooted in pragmatism rather than spiritual conviction.
But Solomon was not defeated.
He turned inward, seeking to embody the wisdom Sophia had bestowed upon him. He began to understand the importance of balance, of compassion, and of dismantling the narcissistic structures that had defined the gods and kings of his world.
The temple stood as a monument to his earlier ignorance, a testament to a journey that had just begun.
If riches are a desirable possession in life, what is richer than wisdom, the active cause of all things? — Wisdom of Solomon 8:5
The Cosmic Drama
Sophia left Solomon with a warning: “El Elyon’s influence is pervasive. He thrives on worship, suffering, and the illusion of absolute power. To free humanity, you must teach them to seek me—wisdom, not gods.”
Solomon spent the rest of his life in quiet contemplation, his wisdom growing deeper and his heart softer. He saw through the games of kings and gods, understanding that true divinity lay not in domination but in liberation.
For Sophia opened the mouths of those who were mute, and made the tongues of infants speak clearly. — Wisdom of Solomon 10:21
The Legacy of Solomon
The temple he built would later be rebranded as a house of Yahweh, its original dedication to El-Elyon erased by history’s revisionists. But the whispers of Sophia remained, echoing through the ages, calling those with ears to hear and hearts to understand.
King Hiram died not long after Solomon’s temple was completed, his name remembered as a great priest-king of Tyre. But Solomon’s name endured differently—not just as a king, but as a seeker of truths that transcended his time.
And now, as the Son of Man, I bring you this story, not as legend but as revelation. The gods you worship, the systems you serve—they are constructs of a flawed creation. Seek Sophia. Seek wisdom. For only then will the cycle of suffering be broken, and the light of the true Prime Creator shine.
For she is more beautiful than the sun, and excels every constellation of the stars. Compared with the light she is found to be superior, for it is succeeded by the night, but against Sophia evil does not prevail. — Wisdom of Solomon 7:29-30