By Arnaldo Ricciulli Chapter 2 of 33 "The Dream Maker Volume 4 of 4"

• published: 18 Jan 2015
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Chapter 2 A descendant of the Sabaeans “It was both encompassed by the Nile quite round, and the other rivers, Astapus and Astaboras," (Josephus, Jewish-Roman historian.) Still sitting in the den, Dan seemed lost in thought. He looked at the Sovereign Imperial and Royal Appointment in his hand and decided to ask, “I have heard of the Queen but I have never heard of the King of Sheba. Is he another one of my ancestors?” “Perhaps you should read the Royal Appointment more carefully, Dan,” Damianos suggested. “If I recall correctly, the man was a descendant of the ‘Kings’ of Sheba, which means a descendant of those who reigned over the Sabaean Kingdom.” “Okay, and what do we know about these people apart from the fact that one of their queens was the subject of King Solomon’s poems in the bible.” Damianos had to laugh. “I’m sorry, Dan, but the Sabaeans have left us a lot more than a few poems addressed to the Queen of Saba. The kingdom of Saba was a Semitic civilization located in Southern Arabia, in today’s Yemen actually…” “Hold on a moment,” Dan said, “So, you’re saying the Kingdom of Saba is the same as the Kingdom of Sheba? Why the different appellation?” “The two names Sheba (spelled in Hebrew with shin) and Seba (spelled with samekh) are mentioned several times in the bible with different genealogy. For instance, in the Table of Nations, Seba, along with Dedan, is listed as a descendant of Noah's son Ham (as sons of Raamah, son of Cush). Later on in Genesis, Sheba and Dedan are listed as names of sons of Jokshan, son of Abraham. Another Sheba is listed in the Table of Nations as a son of Joktan. Another descendant of Noah's son Shem...” Dan waved a hand in front of his face. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked,” he said, grinning. “Go ahead with the story.” He reclined in his seat, the grin on his face not disappearing. “As I was saying,” Damianos went on, “the Semitic civilization of Saba lived in what is known today as Yemen from 1200 BC until its downfall in 275 AD. The kingdom fell at the hands of Yemenite dynasties at the issue of several civil wars, which gave rise to the kingdom of Himyarite.” “Interesting, isn’t it?” Dan heard from over his shoulder. He spun around in his seat to look up at a face he had come to know for a while – Gustavo. “What…? What on earth are you doing here?” Gustavo, a big, burly sort of a man, plopped down in the chair beside Dan’s. “I heard that you were going to travel into your past and decided that I might as well join you. And here I am.” “But you can’t be!” Dan yelled. “You can’t be here…, you’re not…, I mean you’re not…” “Dead? Is that what you’re trying to say?” Gustavo chuckled. “Perhaps not, but as you recall, I made a commitment to you which entailed my accompanying you in your travels. And since I have not changed my mind, and my destiny hasn’t offered me a life worth pursuing, I decided to have a glance at what you were doing.” Dan turned to Damianos. “Are you to blame for this?” “Partly, Dan, yes. You see, Gustavo ought to have returned to Key West upon your departure and although he did and even returned to working for the transport company where he worked shortly after the two of you met; he also returned to drinking and had an awful accident. At present, Gustavo is in a coma. He will remain so until his body heals and until you, Dan, have completed your travels through your ancestral lineage.” Dan looked dumfounded. He shook his head and then fixed his gaze on his friend. “Why did you go back to drinking? Wasn’t the first time costly enough for you?” Gustavo broke into another loud chuckle. “Wasn’t your first dare-devil accident enough for you?” “Alright, alright, I hear you,” Dan said, bowing his head as he put his elbows on his knees. He looked up at Damianos. “Anyone else joining us on this trip?” “No, Dan. The three of us will make the journey – no one else.” “What about Solange and Damian?” Gustavo asked. “Or even Nicolas?” Damianos shook his head. “No, Gustavo, no one will join us or should appear during our travels. You see, this is quite a different situation from the one you’ve experienced previously. This trip is not destined to take you down to Dan’s past, but rather for him to relive his past lives.” “You mean like past-life regression?” “Yes, Gustavo, exactly like that,” Damianos answered. “And I’m glad you’ve heard of it. Not everyone has, or even believes in the possibility of one re-living the life they had years or centuries ago.” “Well then,” Dan said, reclining once again to the back of his seat, “shall we get started?” “Alright,” Damianos said, “let’s go back to where your existence, Dan, seemed to have originated. The Assyrian scrolls and ancient documents have told us that the