How infiltration, patrimony, and distortion create the modern Nephilim — and how truth shrinks them
The sons of God descending to take the daughters of men is not a celestial event. Hold that thought. All the ancients are saying, in the way the ancient mind would unfold it, is that “giants” appear when an enemy becomes intimate. It is a parable of infiltration — a revelation of how hidden power enters a bloodline, a clan, a structure, and begins the annexation of power.
When an adversary with an agenda and an array of power at his back, a panoply of assets at his disposal, marries in, he becomes a patrimonial player. The son‑in‑law arrives carrying a concealed store of power, and the marriage itself becomes an act of theft — a transfer of influence, a covert annihilation of opposition. This usurping enemy is nothing more than apparition, and gigantism grows in the space where the apparition occupies. The “giant” is the 'architecture of interventions' and machinations into power that are made under false pretenses, the impetus of the ruination aligned with the secret power behind him.
The straw‑man is never imaginary. It is an instrument of a power structure with all‑too‑human dimensions — dark, competitive, hierarchical, shifting. Its deceptions reveal its purpose: the pursuit of illegitimate power. Deduct the nature of its construct and the truth becomes obvious.
This giant becomes a mountain of obstacles designed to rankle the instincts of the unsuspecting. The power structure producing these daughters of men is the structure being invaded. The giants are not imaginary. They inflict damage, injury, pain, and death. They proudly represent a patulous danger. They force the targets into an instinctual separation from reality — a dissociation born of encountering something that should not exist, and doesn't have fully three dimensional identity.
And here’s the part the ancient mind understood better than we do: giants don’t grow. Targets shrink. The distortion is psychological, political, and structural. The Hebrews named the antidote Restorative Justice — a reductive exercise in returning the target to normal size. It emerges from Chesed, the baseline of human existence, the ancient word for truth.
Satirical Theology Interlude: Giants Among Us
Of course, today we’ve upgraded the myth. Our giants wear tailored suits, sit on committees, and speak in the soothing tones of “stakeholder engagement.” They descend not from heaven but from LinkedIn. They marry into power with the same solemnity as someone accepting a software update. And once inside, they grow — not in height, but in the number of people suddenly afraid to speak plainly in their presence.
We pretend not to notice. After all, it’s impolite to point out that the new son‑in‑law is nine cubits tall and casting a shadow over the entire boardroom. But the ancient mind would laugh at our restraint. Giants among us? Of course. They’ve simply traded the sandals for loafers.
Bear‑Trap Conclusion
In the end, the revelation is simple and merciless:
Giants are not large. They only look it once by their insidious means they've made you small.
And the way to survive this delusion-wracked battlefield is an ancient, stubborn facet that restores your height and leaves the giant standing there, suddenly normal, suddenly exposed, suddenly nothing more than a man, and often a small one at that. This would be the truth about their gigantic lies, and false narrative cloaked agenda to destroy.
Written by Mack McColl Collaborating with CoPilot for McColl Magazine Daily
