Barren land,

Gravel, thorns.

Or gravel, thorns.

Endless rubble, thorns.

……

Ed adjusted his breathing evenly, climbing, yes, climbing, he knew he was climbing towards the peak.

He understands what he has to do, what awaits him there.

This is different from a few decades ago, when hundreds of thousands of people were waiting anxiously and anxiously for God's instructions to be brought back to them.

For this is the mountain of Visgah, and it will be his destiny in the end.

Ed dusted his hands and straightened the frayed robe at his knees. The turban wrapped around his head covered only part of the scorching sun, and his bare face was ravaged by the scorching sun, just like the suffering of his own Jewish people in Egypt, and the dreary air made him feel suffocated.

This should be the twelfth time I have climbed to the top of Visgar Mountain, and my memory is so clear because each of those twelve times has been repeated countless times, and the memory is as deeply imprinted in my mind as a knife.

Such memories have been appearing in my mind or dreams recently!

But the last time he reached the top, even though he repeated it countless times in his dreams, he was always suspicious and did not fully understand the meaning.

Another time I remember is very deep, that is, when I was young, I carried the famous stone tablet from Mount Sinai. The contents on the slate, a few years later, were called the "Ten Commandments"!

The "Ten Commandments", as the basic code of conduct of human beings, have been handed down and have a far-reaching impact. It is the basis of all Israelites' legislation and has become the moral outlook at the heart of Western civilization.

At that time, I was as young as a flower. Ed's eyes glistened with tears.

"Moses!" Suddenly, a middle-aged woman in traditional Jewish dress stopped her.

"You haven't eaten lunch yet, do you! My family made it themselves!"

Ed took the barley bread and cheese from the middle-aged woman's hand, closed his eyes and put them under his nose and took a deep inhalation, the unique aroma of wheat cakes intoxicating him.

Although this image has been repeated countless times, Ed can still reap every touch from the kind and sincere eyes of the other party. Ed nodded gratefully to the middle-aged woman.

At this time, Moses was already 120 years old, with gray temples and a faltering gait.

Knowing that he had become Moses again in his dream, Ed smiled wryly and shook his head. I thought to myself, it's not the first time anyway, and there is a reason why so many strange memories are coming.

Under an ancient tree at the top of the mountain, a tall back. Or him! Every appearance and disappearance is so mysterious, this is the supreme and all-powerful Lord that he has served for almost his life.

And the Lord shewed Moses all the land of Gilead unto Dan, and all the land of Naphtali, and all Ephraim, and Manasseh, and all the land of Judah unto the West Sea, and to the south, and to the plain of Jericho, the city of palm trees, and unto Zoor.

He said to Moses, "This is the land I swore to Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, saying, 'I will give this land to your descendants; Now I have made your eyes visible, but you will not go thence. ”

In Ed's view, the Lord appeared to him in Moses, and what he saw was actually a highly realistic holographic stereoscopic map. Memories come to life in Ed's mind!

"Maybe I'm not really human!"

The Lord of Moses spoke faintly, turning his head slowly.

Ed was so shocked that he turned over and woke up, covered in cold sweat.

The time flickering next to the computer screen stays at "03:14"