One man. Multiple centuries. Multiple authors. One name.
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You’ve probably heard of the Book of Enoch. The ancient text about fallen angels, giants, forbidden knowledge, and a man who supposedly saw what no ordinary human was meant to see.
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But what if the Book of Enoch was never really one book? Different writings. Different centuries. Different authors. And yet, one name kept returning. Enoch.
Why did people who lived generations apart keep returning to the same mysterious figure?
Maybe the mystery of Enoch isn’t what he saw. Maybe it’s why people needed him to see it.
