Energetic Knight

Andrea Pangos

Energetic Knight

(6 out of 27 chapters in total)

Translated by Dusan Djurovic

The novel ”Energetic Knight« was published in Italy, Slovenia, Serbia and Monte Negro as well as in Croatia. If you are interested in publishing this novel in coutries other than the above please contact Andrea Pangos on

andreapangos@libero.it

Foreword

Energetic knight represents the author's imaginative presentation of the quest for the Being through self-realisation. Armed with a sword whose one edge symbolises Love and the other one Knowledge, the Knight of Andrew Pangos experiences, through his yearning for the Truth and Oness, the process of individualisation of Consciousness while, trying to make out what is what in the mists of illusion, he searches for his self.

Author's thoughts are like the signs along the Path and as such they cause such Vibrations of Consciousness, which influence and awaken the Knight within us and help us to make our own way in the same direction, towards the eternal Secret.

During the numerous wonders and trials in this search we must not sway and lose our tracks in the mists of the mind-perceptible reality, because the Secret is hidden in another "place".

Zoran Gruicic

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Dedicated to the Creator within all of us

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The ancient Secret

And God created Heaven and Earth.

Once. Suddenly. Now. Never.

The Vibrations of creation set off forward from the seed of a future world. A dance of particles scattered across infinity was giving shape to the Universe, the immeasurable stage on which planet Earth found its place.

Having finished with the creation of the world, the three Divine Principles embodied as the three Sages simultaneously appeared on the highest mountain peaks on the planet Earth. They wanted to see and admire all that was created through human eyes.

Crystal clear waters sprang from virginal white snowcaps and carved their beds down towards the green valleys in order to further on merge with the waves of the vast sea. Gold tinted, bright Sunrays illuminated the greenery, filling the plants with the pulses of life. It seemed that they are pulsating with pure energy. A gigantic leafs of the very tall trees of the forest gave to the whole scene an impression of sheer power. A kaleidoscopic impression of this unique sight was being amplified by the Sunrays, which bounced off of and reflected through the forest thickets, acquiring the whole spectrum of different hues and shades of green.

Ad so, the vision of harmony has materialised, harmony composed of life that, except in its basic codes, didn't repeat itself. The world was beaming with its unique emergence. Having once assumed their places, the elements begun, through intertwining and merging with one another, singing gently each it's own motif in the music of the spheres, creating a symphony so complex that no one would ever be able to fully describe it.

"Brilliant. I am very, very pleased. Only one thing is left for us to complete before you return into your original states. We need to find a safe keeping place for the Ancient Secret. The future inhabitant of this planet, the crown of creation, man, must under no circumstances get hold of the Secret before being ready for it. Only when he has matured enough must he be allowed to grasp the Truth." - resounded God's words.

Almost instantly, the words of the first Sage spread across the space:

"I know! Let us dig a pit right here, amongst the highest peaks of Earth, and there bury it. Eternal ice sheets of these parts will protect it from all who don't have enough courage to set their foot on this land."

God waited patiently for the Sage to finish, and then said:

Man will easily find the way to dig the deepest of pits, to protect from the fiercest winters; he will even climb the highest peaks. What if he discovers the Secret before he is mature enough for it?"

Now it was God's taciturnity that filled the space with absolute silence. Three Wise Beings felt momentarily discouraged.

"Let's hide the Secret at the very bottom of the deepest sea." Words of the second Sage finally broke the silence and replaced the lost hope in all three of them.

Still, God said:

"Have we not done so on another planet, where the chosen species has, by looking through the eyes that have not matured enough, spoiled the whole thing? You remember how they decided to use, a mere morsel of the Secret that they have grasped, for selfish aims, not for giving."

Sages were seeing their hope disappear beyond the horizon together with the rising feeling that the solution to this problem is unattainable.

After some time, however, one of them decides to speak:

"There is a place where man will have a lot of difficulties reaching the Secret. Why don't we place it on the Moon?" This new suggestion brought a new fresh light to the three Holy faces.

But only for a moment:

"Not much time shall pass and the Moon will acquaint itself with a man's step. Our key must not be defined by some chronological point in time. There will be some ready Souls, those ready for the Secret, even before man's written history. Many, however, will not be ready even when humanity begins with its exploration of the Cosmos. We must hide the Secret so that each one can slowly, gradually discover it in a moment that is critical for them. Let's lock it with the key of maturing of one's being. The Secret shall be a reward for realising the Truth which will be hidden from human beings through their own unwakefulness."

Fear, feeling so characteristic to man kind, fear of the unknown, of the magnificent, flooded over the three Sages. All of them had a niggling thought that it will not be possible to complete the mission entrusted to them.

Sun's bright rays awoke Andrew, a young man whose search for the answers, which are far from the every day thoughts that always run in cycles, has presented him with this, totally unexpected vision.

As if not wanting to return to the world that was around him, Andrew kept squinting, trying with great effort to make out objects around him in the space that was bathed in Sun's bright light.

He was asleep for possibly one hour. Still it felt as if a dream he had has lasted but a mere moment, as if it was timeless, taken straight out of the Eternity.

The world around him has taken on a sort of a new quality. Andrew kept looking out in an attempt to find that for which earlier he was blind since he wasn't even aware that It at all exists. As if searching for this Secret in a large trunks of trees in the park and a transparent rain drops that were left behind on the green leaves after the rain, he watched in a different way hoping to see that other.

An image of the new world smiled at him within the face of the old one.

"Hmm...", thought Andrew while walking along the streets of his little town. He whispered to himself: "I wonder where the Sages have hidden the Secret?"

"You keep on dreaming, young man. They have hidden it nowhere."

Andrew looked around him and caught a glimpse of a long and white haired old man as he quite vitally disappeared around the corner.

The Point of Infinity

Maturity of Consciousness determines the perception of the Truth

That morning, Andrew headed again to the place where only day before he had a vision of the creation of the world, where at the very dawn of life the Three Beings attempted to hide the Holy Secret. Once he finally arrived at the small square that lay secluded from the hubbub of town centre and all the hurried faces intoxicated with a daily race, Andrew sat down on the same spot and look around the square. No one was in site. Just like yesterday. He took a deep breath, and relaxed.

He was expecting for the story to continue...

Nothing.

The time moved on, and on. Sun kept shortening the shadows from the trees near by but, his vision still didn't come. All that was there were his own random thoughts, which kept skipping from one subject to another.

Feeling dejected, he got up and started walking. Immediately his mid was telling him that he has missed his chance of a lifetime for a great revelation.

No sooner than the next thought entered his mind, his eyes caught a glimpse of the longhaired old man.

"Looking for the Secret, are you?", his whisper came from a side alley Andrew haven't passed through for years.

White bearded has already made quite a distance between them. He was flowing across the pavement as if sailing on water.

"Ah, there you are!", cried André as he sped up his pace following the old man with such fervour as if his life depended on it. Still, alas! The faster Andrew walked, the more distance there was between him and a bearded apparition. And so it went, with every next step, every extra bit of effort, with every fresh morsel of determination, his goal continued to get more elusive and distant. He thought his heart was about to jump out from his chest. Finally, in utter despair, Andrew paused to catch his breath.

Without warning, the old man's hair shone within André’s reach.

"Ts, ts, ts... Why so much haste? Life is here, all answers are already inside you."

"But...strange things are happening to me...one day I see..."

"I know...", the weight and tranquillity of old man's word's completely vanquished youngster's confused and agitated chatter, "Today you see different from yesterday. Tomorrow you will not be watching the same way you are now. You are constantly changing and so is your viewing prism. But remember one thing, my dear boy, subjective looking obstructs objective seeing."

The Sage stopped, studying his young confrere.

"Life is much more than what you have been taught in schools. Still, the time is ripe and here you are."

"What about the Secret? Where is it hidden?"

Old man's gaze drifted up into the distance and settled upon something ordinary eyes couldn't, or at least didn't want to see. He said:

"You are your own greatest riddle, the Principle of all answers."

He suddenly bends down and amongst the pebbles on the ground he picks up a piece of chalk. With soft, cat like movements, he walks over to the near by wall and imprints a simple dot in the middle of it.

"So? What do you see, Andrew?", he asked, corner of his mouth shaped in a half-smile.

"A dot...a point, of course."

"A learned response. What you have been taught. All you have taken on as yours distorts your perception of Reality, removing you further away from the Truth that lies inside you. Children who are taught "simple facts" end up forgetting the Truth, which they are already intuitively living."

Andrew had no doubt he was face to face with the Wisdom embodied. It was enough to hear only a handful of sentences for his own world to be shaken at the core, only a few minutes in the presence of this holiness and the very foundations of his little world will begin to collapse.

"Hang on, who is this man? Where does he come from, moving in like that, unannounced, into my life? And where was he all this time? " An awakening that was taking place was creating havoc throughout André’s whole being. Tempests raged inside him switching over to unprecedented feelings of contentment.

"This dot as you can see is drawn on the wall, is it not? And the wall? Evidently, it is part of this building, which is situated in this street that's part of this town. The town where we are now is simply a part of one region within the borders of this country. Your country is but a speck on our planet. Planet Earth that revolves around the Sun, a relatively small ball of blazing plasma within a galaxy, which we call The Milky Way, which again is but a small segment of the whole system of galaxies. And all of it together, what? Only an invisible dot of that, which we call Cosmos.

Looking at a dot, one day you will see the Cosmos, observing the skies, you'll understand what a dot is."

"Just a minute, who are you?", Andrew finally manages to voice his question.

"Who am I? You will realise. In order to show you the way towards the Reality, I will use a language of illusion. The Sage strode along a long dusty path. Enveloped in the sunlight, he vanished before the young man's eyes.

Andrew was being led by his destiny towards the answers to yet unuttered questions. Passing through the same old familiar place, which he already passed through hundreds of times, mimicking the old Sage earlier actions, he gazed upwards.

He discovered that a building before him had six stories. Never before has he took any notice, or, for that been aware of the windows and the ornamental details around the upper levels of the building. It was enough to lift his head only as much as few centimetres and his eyes would meet a completely new and different world. He relished observing a couple of birds that were resting on one of the balconies before they took off and surrendered their feathered bodies to the wonderful freedom of the skies.

"Ah, the flight! That is what is missing in human beings."

This joy, however, didn't last long.

The thrill of watching the bird's flight into the open suddenly disappeared and gave way to dismay. A realisation that just as he haven't noticed the upper stories of buildings he so frequently passed, he also haven't noticed the life in it's higher and more complex forms of manifestation, left him feeling utterly defeated.

The primary destiny

Are you afraid of a dark future?

Create brighter future now.

"Present your past with the gift of understanding in order to illuminate the answers still hidden there. Understood as a mistake, the past is a heavy burden. Accept it as a rich experience. Past events show you the path you have trodden, the destination you are heading towards. A passenger who does not like the route is free to buy a ticket for a different self."

Excitements of the past few days, the pain of guilt that was rooted in his past, the fear of uncertain future, all of it was churning young man's sensitive nature. Sage's words were bringing more discontent.

"You only imagine living, your unawakened mind separates you from Reality. Illuminate your being so you can shine with the new future. Entrance into the real life is conditioned by self-realisation, by dissolving the dreams into Reality. Life is not a bunch of concepts, it doesn't belong to imagining, to the duality of mind. Life is the infinite Existence..."

Messages Andrew was receiving from an old Sage bore no resemblance to a lulling philosophical thought play he regularly deceived himself with.

"What about destiny?" Too long has he felt like a ship without sea, a bird with broken wings.

"Essentially, you are the One who Creates. Everyone is destined to create Destiny. Anyone who thinks they have no claim on what destiny to have is gravely mistaking. As the level of wakefulness grows, so man more consciously tailors his own destiny. Or seen from a different angle, less and less is he at the mercy of the elements."

In that instance, Andrew understood that not only there is hope for him, but that he, in this very moment, from the very spot he stood on, has chosen the right thing, the light of his own future whose seed has just burst into a sprout.

"Yes, but what is it all? What is a destiny in its essence?

His other-dimensional friend went on: "Destiny's destiny, Andrew, is that scarce few know its essence. You'll often hear people uttering excuses such as: This or that was destined to happen to me. Still, self-deceit does not free from responsibility. Man is responsible for every second of his life. The world likes not to think much about anything. But, really, nothing is accidental. Even the very causes have been caused. All, except the First One..."

"Many believe in 'what shall be, shall be'..." boy whispered, absorbed in thought.

"Yes, of course, only don't forget that with a different approach even that, which must be, could be also different. Each moment germinates a multitude of hidden original futures. A freedom of choice is the basis of individual maturity, a capital that should be multiplied, enhanced. Life is a gift and in return we should offer the awareness of priceless ness of each moment. A creative and rich experience of the present moment will surely bring a better future."

"Is there some sort of...", Andrew could not think of the appropriate expression, "...Some kind of, let's say, primary destiny?"

"Ugh! Well chosen!", Sage laughed loudly. "Well... A primary destiny is the path that leads from a lack of understanding to realisation, from separation to Oness, from unawareness to becoming aware of the divine process within."

"People also differ according to their destinies, don't they?"

"People's destiny is shaped by a planetary constellation in a moment of the first breath during birth, as well as the genetic material of their parents and their environment with all its cultural and social characteristics, and much, much else, in a manner of speaking - everything. Each individual in this world is infinitely precious. That radiant unique beauty inside all of us, remains mostly unrecognised, unrealised. The divine spark, individual Consciousness, incarnated in a physical body, receives its Genetic code.

Through taking over the responsibility for him or herself, by developing their talents for the sake of Realisation, in recognising that Genetic code, man can arrive at self-realisation. But, most people live in a complete disharmony with the Genetic code, in a permanent state of thinking about this and that, never in the present. And does what it all result in? Frustration, feelings of unfulfilment, life's falls."

Sage paused, and then in a much lower tone, like he is about to divulge some special secret, said: "However, reaching that which we truly, really are, has an even deeper meaning. But, we'll speak about this some other time."

"I would like to know, actually, why does the Divine Spark at all incarnate."

"So that You could realise your Self, realise your Oness in Omni-oness."

Led by this incredible lecture, as if pulled by some invisible magnet, André’s mind turned and headed back into his past. Going back to his childhood to the very time he was but an embryo, he travelled quickly, in flashes, through the scenes of his earlier years. The same question kept imposing itself: Dear God, why did all this have to happen to me? From a store house of mistakes, his past suddenly changed into a spring of rich experiences. His unique past has made him unique. Having paid all that had to be paid, he got that which he was inevitably going to get - experiences, enhanced with insights and knowledge, which will further influence and consequently form his future.

Freeing from negative contents

Honesty leads closer to the Truth.

Truth leads to God.

Andrew entered something, which, for a want of a better word, we call a dream. He found himself in a desert, just glazed with dew. In front of him rose a golden pyramid. It was as though he had got lost and somehow found himself here, but at the same time it seemed to him that he has just, after a long and hard journey, opened the door to his home.

He knew he was about to meet someone, that he was not alone in this place.

His thoughts were being projected into a living, moving, three-dimensional images made of a sort of plasmic light near by, or to be exact, on the surface of the first step of the pyramid. As a sign of welcome, the plasma has cast out a part of itself in a form of a golden cloud that came closer to him. Andrew reached out to touch it and then lay himself on it shutting his eyes.

Feeling relaxed, he was actually sensing his body being filled with energy. A new strength, new élan, it was as if his very sensitivity was being enriched with the new shades, all of it was replenishing him. Like some kind of air machine, the cloud lifted Andrew towards the pyramid. Andrew felt as though one part of him has separated and in a form of a subtle energetic structure, that was shimmery and light, it has passed through the wall of the pyramid while the other part stayed outside. He was under the impression that he had laid on a golden cloud for a long time. He wished to once again see his thoughts being projected. Opening his eyes, he made a superhuman attempt to break away from the bliss. The projector was not in sight and instead the inside of the pyramid was somehow quite plain, allowing the light and the warmth and the blue colour of the sky outside to enter through its transparent walls, as if they were made of glass.

Suddenly, right in front of him, his old companion appeared.

"Welcome to the mysterious world of the Golden Pyramid. I was expecting you."

"Ah, you are here?", young man gave a start.

"Why must we always meet in your real world?", Sage responded through laughter.

"You are here so we can work a little on those negative feelings you have allowed to take hold of your being and your destiny."

"You are right. Enchanted circle of negativity makes my progress through the Seven Rings that more difficult."

"It is of a paramount importance for Energetic Knight to free him or herself from negative feelings. Vibrations of negative feelings and thoughts cluster together making negative energetic structures that attract negative events, hinder development, often even manifesting as a disease. Positive feelings harmonise not only a human being, but the whole of Creation, while negative ones kill the one who projects them damaging everything and everyone in their environment. The negative thoughts, just like the boomerang, come back to their issuer, a bit like a self-addressed letter..."

"Some feelings I find impossible to cope with, as if they are some kind of chronic condition."

"The roots of these chronic negative feelings are emotional scars. They appear during each emotional stress. It doesn't take much to reactivate them, an unfulfilled expectation, a remembrance of a certain thing, an unpleasant situation, a chance meeting. So just a light touch of a button, and a negative mechanism is at work again."

"The most painful is a meeting with one's own self!", Andrew sounded as if he just called the emergency service, "With one's own faults, weaknesses, immaturity, failures..."

"The important thing is not to run away from the meeting place. One must realise the causes of negative feelings. When you sense that they are getting stirred up into action from somewhere within, take a deep breath, count to ten... Smile and this will replace that ugly, negative content.

However, it is difficult to cure mind with the mind. There is a more efficient method."

"Really? What's that?"

"Send your pleas to God. Pray for your negative thoughts and emotions to be eliminated, to reprogram the vibrations of emotional scars and eliminate negative energies and structures that are affecting you."

"But that way I will loose a part of my personality, I'll loose my spontaneity, my characteristic individuality that is integral part of me...!"

"You are not what you imagine yourself to be. What are we talking about? What loss of spontaneity? Can a slave in chains move freely? You are mixing totally different concepts here, unconscious reaction is not what can be called a pure, healthy, unburdened pulse of life. You are mistaken if you think that anger is an adequate weapon of self-defence. In what way can a quarrel contribute to a person's growth? Feelings should ennoble, not unable life. So crucified between negative emotions you can not express unconditional Love."

"Ok, ok!, said Andrew, feeling pinned against the wall, "...But what am I to do when an avalanche of negative contents begin to surface?"

"Observe what is going on and remain aware that you have only adopted those emotions. Don't identify with the suffering, with frustration. They have only momentarily taken sway in your being. How can you ever free yourself from suffering if you believe that you and it are one and the same? Haven't you sacrificed yourself enough in life? Put the suffering on a sacrificial altar for a change. Allow joy to permeate your life."

"I have read, and in a way accepted the claim that suffering is necessary for true repentance to take place... They taught me that each one of us must carry their own cross."

"True, but not on one's shoulders as a symbol of misfortune, but rather inside oneself as a proof of a reached spiritual-material balance... Man is not essentially sinful so he or she must keep repenting for the rest of their life for a so called original sin. No. This is simply a waste of time. Man is essentially perfect, his path is that of a continuous awakening of this. That, which is in a collective conscious of Christians recorded as the original sin, is in fact a holy day for humanity, a moment when man has for the first time became aware of himself. Otherwise, Christian church's survival would come into question. The exclusive givers of forgiveness are themselves parts of the chain of cause and effect. Just think, what meaning would there be in the birth of the Divine Spark if its whole purpose is to suffer. Suffering gives birth to illness, creates tensions of war, prevents self-realisation of each individual. Hall in which light is regularly being turned off will be inevitably taken over by the atmosphere of fear of darkness. Enough with suffering, bring some light into your life!"

"That's easily said. But how do I rid myself of suffering?"

"Use it as an alarm clock. It is there after all because you are asleep. Realise all of its causes and its meaninglessness. The sum of all those unrealised expectations and failures you keep occupying your mind with only serve to strengthen the sense of guilt. Accept what was wrong in your experience up till now as something that is as it is due to your conditioned ignorance, make peace with yourself, forgive yourself and others. Ask the Creator to eliminate your sense of guilt. Walk freely. Life is everywhere. Relax and enjoy."

"How can I possibly accept myself as I am? This is inconceivable to me!"

"Realise what you don't like in your personality, and change it. Self-pity will not get you very far. One who does not posses even an elementary strength needed for a take off certainly can't fly. You waste tremendous amounts of your energy just to keep your guilt well fed. If only I acted differently... If I haven't done that... or If I do this I will disappoint so and so... etc. The sense of guilt moves you further away from the present moment and pastes a dark veil over your future. This is your life, live it! Use the experiences from the past as a material for the future insights..."

"You know, I wander what would the world be like without suffering."

"Answer is very simple: World without poverty will be the world of wealth, world devoid of disease will be a healthy world. The world is full of undiscovered riches, but it is the people who run after the same apple believing it is the only one. They wreck everything around them in order to reach it. Suffering, disease, wars, all these are the fruits of ignorance. Plentitude and health, that is a natural state of human existence."

"Some have got so used to suffering that they don't even notice it any longer."

"he who has never drunk fresh water can not know what the mountain spring tastes like."

"Why is it necessary for suffering to exist in the first place?! Why illness? What is the meaning of wars? Why is there so much injustice? God, why do you let it all happen...? Where is the Divine Justice? I don't understand this Divine logic at all...", Andrew’s mind was flooded with the questions and small rebellions of the one who has suffered in life.

"As far as I know, The Creator doesn't judge anybody, nor does He think about anything! Logic and justice are concepts limited by the span of human mind. Warlords who have cut people's heads off have gained Enlightenment, while there are those who have been given the title of sainthood out of political or social interest. Man is the one who creates a better or worse future, while the cosmic laws are continually at work. Illness reminds one of the value of health, war is a price of discovering the value of peace. Some people need tragedies because only in that way do they come across the essential questions. To human ignorance justice seems unjust. All is as it should be. The world is a result of a multitude of causes. It is inappropriate to look for justice in that which appeals to our own understanding. It is infantile judging the Divine Justice when one knows but a speck of the Truth."

After pausing in thought, the Sage went on: "Man attributes many of purely human traits to God: wrath, judgement, vengeance, anger... Some even preach that God will do this and that, that He will punish ones or the others, that several thousand years ago He has done I don't know what... They are lying. And not always out of ignorance either. They bring Him into holy wars, in the victory of good over evil; some blame Him for everything... Well known are institutions that even have an official earthly representative of God. If the Creator really was vengeful, planet Earth would be long desolated."

"But instead?"

"He is All-powerful without a need to do anything."

"Wait a minute, what about the prayers and pleas directed to God? I have realised how effective they are."

"And indeed they are."

"Well?", and without waiting for an answer, in his annoyance, Andrew spat out, "It's easy for you to talk, but we both know full well that the reality is different."

"Unimaginably so." replied the Sage through laughter.

10.

Collective slavery

Tailors of narrow minds,

have they ever asked themselves who they are,

they who have taught you who you are.

"The absence of awareness turns life into a routine. Recognising one's automatism is an essential step on the path of change...", Andrew kept repeating to himself silently, as he remembered that strange coincidence of having, in fact, had met his most wise advisor when he walked down a lane he never normally used to use. He broke the pattern to which he was a slave and was immediately rewarded.

He surrendered to the wave that carried his awareness into his past and begun to analyse his observations. Sound of a siren suddenly brought him back. He rushed off to his flat. Having got there, he again made himself comfortable and ventured into an exploration of an inner cosmos. He found himself in a peculiar state of multiple seeing. In this new wave he could freely see that, which he has ordinarily afraid to even look at.

A completely different reality to the one he has been taught. Now this much was clear. What has normally appeared, through the eyes of an ordinary daily routine, as something logical and rational has now presented itself as a deadly virus of life's patterns.

This so called wave, having reached its peak, which corresponded with Andrew’s total overview of the above, begun to retreat and finally has merged with the vast expanse of a flat peaceful ocean. In that moment, three screens appeared in the ocean just under its surface. One was showing the present and the other two the past and the future. The screen showing the future, which has now split into many countless smaller screens, was an incredible discovery. There it was, perfectly clear, that by acting in a certain way in the present, even on a micro level, one can affect the flow that will be predominant in the future. Even through making our up to date experiences conscious, since they are in some way still happening in the present moment, if we choose to re-examine what was actually happening to us during some time past, our future changes. A thought, its quality, its intensity, even that, is all part of the flow we choose for ourselves.

It was hard to imagine that, by sharpening or enlarging a certain screen of the future, the picture of the present was changing and even the one of the past!!! By focusing the thoughts on the future it was not only possible to influence the present, but also to throw a completely new light on to the past. In a certain sense this was removing the past from a context within which it existed as a potential for the future.

Three screens now moved together and merged into one. The ancient tools for transport throughout history, ox pulled carts blended with the electric powered cars that will come in the future. Along side a jukebox there were parts of a futuristic digital sound systems and accompanying the melodies of the city orchestra were the vibrations of a multimedia concert. It was all functioning. The tales of the elders of the past were the roots of the tales of the elders of the future. Everything was merging and synchronising.

Automatism, created through the eons, was enabling the three timescapes a mutual resonance. Unawareness was a constant, and as such was passed on infinitely, from one generation to the next. A so called time and a technological evolution had no effect on it. As if the same amount of the unconscious existed in the world always. A perfectly successful illusion of existence. A truly sad insight. Life resembled a factory that produced younger generations full of over copied, deeply incorporated, mental patterns of the older ones. As if the mothers and fathers were the intermediaries of their own parents in passing on the patterned comprehension of the world, so that stupidity and ignorance could remain forever. Even those generations that have rejected the old ways of thinking, the old ideologies, have themselves fallen into the same type of delusion, while changing only the general direction of the flow. But essentially nothing was significantly changed. Limitation was quite simply a constant.

Buildings were in fact full of cells inhabited with prisoners, who were sentenced to live together. Limitation was equally distributed. Ones have imprisoned the others so that no one could see the light of awakening. People were slaves to an irrational fear of freeing the mind of even one individual as it may bring about the collapse of the whole system. Of course, their fortresses of stale preconceptions would break down. Because, what is one to hold on to when all dreams disappear and there is nothing left but the naked truth?

A sense of guilt has helped, like the sound of a whip, to ensure that no one steps out of that line. And the reward was very modest. A neat life in which the routine provides a sedating sense of security. The masses have so much feared not to loose that, which they never actually had. A fear of loss of something that does not exist has been devouring the vital energy of every individual, totally senseless, totally damaging. A fear of life led to the inevitable drainage of vital energies, a fear of life that is very much alike the fear of death.

"The town looks like a concentration camp filled with lost souls who had their right to a personal identity taken away. The Sage would say they don't live in accord with the Genetic Code. Is this a globalisation there is so much talk about?", Andrew asked himself, observing the actors of every day life, who increasingly resembled to him a simple pones, characters in a video game.

The wave rose again and broke over the rocks. "A crying shame!", thought Andrew. He went on:

"What is it that differentiates a perceived reality from a video game? A better screen definition? A more advanced technology of projection? A better software? Isn't it possible that what I am imagining I am seeing is in fact happening on a multidimensional screen whose edges I just can't see? Even the events on a TV screen don't actually happen, no one is moving really, only the pixels light up the screen differently. And where is there room then for free choice?"

"An awakened mind saves human being, an unawakened keeps it in chains!", said the Sage, who again miraculously appeared next to Andrew.

"Ah, you!", young man gave a shout, suddenly thinking how his protector would make a perfect fireman.

"Listen, boy! Ask God to reprogram your past!", the Sage obviously had enough of watching Andrew running in circles.

"To reprogram the past? What are you talking about?", Andrew replied in disbelief.

The Sage repeated what to Andrew seemed like insane advice. Since Andrew kept looking blankly at him, the white bearded tried to explain. Very positively, as if wishing to help with the very tone of his voice, he said:

"Watch! The screens are about to appear again. First one will show you what kind of future awaits you if you chose not to ask what was said, the second screen will show you how is your future going to unfold if you utter the prayer. On the third screen you will be able to see how is this energetic imprint going to affect your friends, acquaintances, close ones, the people around you. What is of the greatest importance is for the directed prayers to be sent in the state of lowered brain wave frequencies. You already know how to do this, don't you? Another very important factor is for you to allow it a little bit of time. You just concentrate and then wait a little, is this clear?"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute! How do you mean to ask to reprogram my past, and for the future to then change?"

"Just like that. By reprogramming your past those vibrations that arise from past events are being redefined, which has a harmonising effect on the future."

"Isn't that meddling with the Divine Will?"

"Many believe in the Divine Will when it suits them, while in another situation, when this belief does not seem profitable, they forget all about it. Still, my dear student, the Creator is above will, He simply Is. In order to bring it closer to your understanding, I will distort the Truth a little, after all God's actions simply can not be explained in any human language. One can have insights about them, but can only present them in signs and symbols. The Will of The Creator is for men and women to mature through ennobling their free choice. Through addressing the Creator one's circumstances and processes are being redefined and harmonised in order to enable the most qualitative maturing. I am simply suggesting to pass your hot spud to Him and He will then take care of how and what is to be done. Now, let's go!"

Andrew closed his eyes, slowly sinking into a meditative state and then silently, he uttered this prayer: "I pray to God to reprogram my past!"

Just as the Sage said, three screens appeared. Andrew compared the happenings on the first two. On the second one, the one that represented a state of things after his sending the prayer, everything was so radically changed, that the young man, terrified, didn't even dare to look at the third screen. Pictures were dancing in front of him and as if drunk, he finally spoke:

"My God, how is this at all possible?"

"This is only the beginning!", came the Sage's reply.

"What is then the end like if this is the beginning?", said Andrew astounded.

"I do not wish to confuse you further, but there is no end just as there is no beginning, you know!", laughed Andrew’s companion as he slipped out of Andrew’s world as if he was never there.

18.

Love, sexuality, material nature

Discontent speaks of the absence of peace.

Jealousy is a sign of the absence of love.

“Red, orange…” Once again Andrew saw the Rings being formed… “Green.” Here it stopped. “What’s this? Where are the others?”

“Dear passenger, we are currently flying above the outer part of the Rings of Maturing on an altitude of 999 millimeters. We kindly ask if you would bring your attention to the most interesting tourist attractions…” The female voice belonged to an airhostess whose appearance has immediately occupied Andrew’s attention. It was as if the previous wandering thoughts over the missing Rings have retreated and instantly given room to the newly arisen, instinctive ones.

“A millimeter short of a meter! Good God! How did I happen to end up in an airplane that’s flying so low? And who’s the lunatic flying it?”

A kind faced attractive woman, almost inciting in her appearance, stood straight in front of Andrew continuing her sentence: “…Attractions of love affairs!”

“This is interesting!”, thought Andrew as he felt himself shiver from this woman’s the close proximity. It was as though he knew with some remote atom of his consciousness that she was not unlike chimera, but still he could not detect anything on her that would betray her non-human nature: she had no wings, she was not an angel nor a siren. On the other hand, she did look very, very beautiful and seductive.

“To your left you have a chance to observe those human specimens who have a strictly account keeping understanding of love. These types are only ever satisfied if they receive more than they give. They seem to pay particular attention to the quantity of the value that is currently circulating. For example, that man over there is not feeling satisfied because he has given to his partner ten measures of love while she has returned with only three. On the other hand, she was, actually, scared to show him how much she really cares. That fear has frozen her. For this reason he is feeling frustrated. His sense of self-importance has been deflated. So he has decided to be a better player from now on. As from tomorrow, he is going to show her how this game is played. He will also reply to her with only three, or even better – only two measures of love. Two a week, no more. And what kind of woman it takes to be so unloving and to be so lacking in understanding? He will find a better one, the true one…

This principle has had a wide application. Masses of people were guiding their actions according to the calculated approach to their relationships.”

Besides being able to see all the different forms of derangement of love, Andrew could energetically identify with the poor marionettes. That, which he has now felt with his whole being gave him the creeps; there was also a vast amount of information present that could not be found in any books. In simple terms, he has acquired the knowledge about this phenomenon. He has also recognized his own past relationships with the persons of the opposite sex in this Ring of Knowledge. Fortunately for him, such a behavior was the matter of a distant past.

“It is hot inside of the mind’s limbs, is it not?”, came the voice from the cockpit. It belonged to the Sage.

“Ah, I knew it was you!”, yelped Andrew joyously. After all the horrible apparitions he was glad to see a familiar face. “Say, I still fail to see the reason for flying this low.”

“For lowly phenomena low flight!”, said the Sage, and then he continued: “Imagine the paradox! Great majority of people continuously tests their partners. They keep bringing the other person in such a situation where the other will show them selves in some form of disloyalty, be it in word or in deed, it does not matter. Or on the other hand, they make the other person deliberately jealous. This is based on a rational that if the person is jealous, they care, and if they are not, forget about love there.”

Recognising himself in this example, Andrew immediately felt his own shame: “I know!”, he said, “I know.”

“It is very popular, a sort of a sport you may say, to fall in love with the idea of one’s partner. At first you see only that, which you like. What you don’t like, you don’t want to look at. However, after some time…”, the air hostess interrupted, thrusting her hips into the foreground view.

“Trading with love is the same as trading with the Truth, that is, lying. Love is unconditional, without expectations, forgiving, illuminates. In order to love others, one needs to be able love oneself first. It is necessary to respect oneself, if we want to respect another, to accept oneself so we can accept and understand those around us. When you realize the light of your own true nature, you will be able to see it in others too, won’t you? One also needs to love those who do not love themselves, and respect even the ones who do not respect you. In that way you will neutralize their negative radiance. Understand through love, love through understanding! It is within the tradition of the outer colours to maintain the relationship only for the sake of not losing what has already been invested in it, so that one can keep up the illusion on the account of Life. This happens also with quite young people who have decades lying ahead of them. Attachment cancels out happiness. Love liberates. To tie oneself in the chains of the long term perspectives rids of the Existence. Each moment is valuable and is eternity in itself.

“They have taught me that adapting to the rules of the game is the inevitable thing!”, said Andrew after some thought.

“Adapting to the laws of men kills, marriage survives for the sake of those who constitute it. The right approach is a mutual emphasis of individuality. To be what we are, to help the other to express their true Self. One should not try to make others fit into one’s own idea of what they should be like but rather one should admire the differences, love the diversity. Difference is not a fault, it is a priceless treasure. In vain will be the outer change when on the inside that, which was being kept suppressed will keep on flickering. Only an inner growth can bring salvation. One should reject all that is damaging. Nurture the awareness.”

“Ah, I find it so hard living alone!”, the young man gave an honest sigh.

“The fear of loneliness attracts the wrong kind of company. By being afraid of losing the loved person, you are in fact covering up the loss of your own identity. Anyone who believes that something is still better than nothing is making a grievous mistake.”, said the Sage wishing to comfort his young companion.

“Some marriage councillor you’ve turned out to be. If all were to listen to you, very few couples would survive.”

“It all depends what is aimed at achieving with a particular relationship. I am not a good advisor for those who got themselves tucked nicely into sweet comfortable lies. And what is more important: the marriage or individuality? Often the best lovers meet their ruin in a marriage setting. The bad connection can annihilate even the best of beings. It is absurd sacrificing the living beings in order to save a dead marriage. To believe in something that is already dissipated is the same as stuffing one’s pockets full of nitro-glycerine.”

“And what of the sweet little ignoble deceptions?”

“Often the main culprits come from the highest positions. But why hide behind the lies, trying to convince oneself and others that sex poses no interest. After all, the vent of adventure can contribute towards one’s own maturing. The tempted can be left disappointed in his or hers experience that they have wished for and realise some things. If the relationship which they have side stepped a little the real one, it will endure all the trials and falls, and will survive. If it has fallen apart, it means that it was not good enough so there should be no cause for regret. Imagination can drive one mad. Experience brings insights.”

“Who has sworn on the love eternal? The same one who will go looking for the new encounter tomorrow.”, uttered the young man. His voice became bitter and he looked away from his patron.

The Sage picked him up saying: “Feel free to ask God to meet an adequate and optimal sex partners. Is it not better to live something through, than to remain constantly wandering and suppressing your instinct?”

“Now this really is the news! So far I only ever came across the moral lectures when this subject would come up. I am rooted in the understanding that God does not approve the (access) sexuality.”

“Look where has such moralising brought you to! If there was less sexual inhibitions, there would be less frustrated politicians, less war zones. Wars, fanaticism and various other forms of violence mainly draw their origin from an unrealised sexuality. The world rid of sex would be the world rid of life. The Creator presents the peak of ecstasy. Is it any wonder that people strive towards the physical union and sexual climax? The mind separates, judges and convicts. You can either accept your own libido, or you can stay in conflict over it, the choice is yours.”

Andrew felt a huge stone lifting from his heart: ”Ah, how wonderful!”, he exclaimed, feeling light and refreshed.

“Sexual frustrations have the ability to put a block on the development of a human being like very few others!”, the Sage said importantly, and then went on: “An orgasm is a state without the mind, that which the true spirituality strives towards. A realised sexuality aids one’s maturing. A suppressed libido results in pushing frustration, suffering, nervousness to the surface…”

“The head’s lodgers!” added Andrew.

“ For many it is largely impossible to spiritually mature without their sense of sexual accomplishment. Ask God to live out your male side. Go on, ask!”

“Since we are touching on the concrete subjects, can I also ask to optimise my financial circumstances?” Andrew felt he should use this opportunity. It was delightful being so liberal in relation to God.

“Certainly. The quality of your development largely depends on the harmony between the spiritual and the material. Do you remember me telling you about that famous cross. Spirit and matter are allies, their influence is reciprocal. Spiritual maturing must manifest in a form of a better living standards, a better health, greater satisfaction, more joy, in an improvement of intra-personal relations and a greater realisation in one’s every day life. What is the use of splitting the maturing into the spiritual and material? It is necessary to fulfil the material needs and not to run away from them. One day you might overcome your need for the material comfort but that must be caused by your own spiritual maturity. Material abundance does not stand in opposition to spiritual maturing. The important thing is how one acquires and releases that abundance. Abundance generated on the positive values is worth its weight in gold. Money, as the only goal leads into darkness, but as a means of financial freedom it represents an ally. By praying to God for harmonising the vibrations with the genetic Code you will ease the process of spiritual-material harmonisation. It is necessary to have a lot in order to be able to give a lot. Enrich yourself with the light principle of creativity. Receive acknowledgement for what was created but give acknowledgement also. Accepting does not equal taking. The traffic jam can be caused from either end. The one who knows not how to receive will not know how to give either. To receive and to give unconditionally is the condition for blossoming on an individual as well as on the universal level… Yes, yes, my dear boy… Yes, yes…”

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