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7. Fulfilling an old promise

The Seeker and the mysterious Stranger (Part 7of 7)

7. Fulfilling an old promise

“What are you talking about,” the Seeker asks confusedly. “What promise? I didn't promise anything to you.”

A flock of Thirty birds is flying through the sky, chirping a song of foreboding calmness. Their harmonious tune, like the prelude of a powerful symphony.

The mysterious stranger grins.

“Long, long time ago, there was a promise made. That after roaming around for centuries, being lost in the darkness, we will find a path. That we'll pave a way of love and light*.* That the old flame that has been burning in our eyes will be rekindled again. That the broken shall be pieced together, that the hidden shall be revealed, that the lost shall be found again.

A forgotten memory, hidden deep inside of you. Like a beautiful dream, which you can't remember. Like an itch in an unreachable area. Like the melody of a song you are trying to remember. You can't grasp it. You can't express it with words... But there's this knowing... Isn't there? Since your childhood you have been searching for it, haven't you?”

The orchestra of birds is singing their rising hymn in unison. Their song echoes through the forest, getting louder and louder, increasing in strength by each passing minute.

“You are talking nonsense,” the Seeker shouts nervously. “You don't know me. You don't know anything about me... So stop trying to get me confused!”

“Oh man,” the mysterious stranger sighs. “Did you really forget everything? Come on, remember what I told you, when we met in your dreams.”

The symphony of the birds is nearing its crescendo. The flock of birds spreads out, as each bird lands on a tree. Their rhythm, coming ever closer to its climax.

“Wha- In- In my Dreams?” the Seeker asks confused, shaking their head. “No... no this can't be. You are messing with me.”

The mysterious stranger breathes in deeply. Suddenly all birds fall silent, observing the two on the bench, as the mysterious stranger begins humming a tune. The chorus of the symphony of birds. A melody that sounds familiar to the seeker.

“We will meet again,” the mysterious stranger sings in the most beautiful melody.

As the stranger sings the promised words, all the birds join in the chorus. The song reaches its peak. The birds fly from their trees, forming another flock, dancing through the sky in joy, as their powerful hymn reaches the furthest corners of the forest.

Suddenly the Seeker feels this strange wave of energy moving in their spine.

“Stop it,” demands the Seeker, engulfed by fear. “Shut up!”

The stranger stops. Sudden silence. The quiet birds hide again within the trees.

After the Seeker calms down, the Stranger opens his mouth again:

“I fully respect, if you don't want to go any further. I understand, if this frightens you. I mean it is weird after all, isn't it? As if I were speaking to you directly... It's up to you. If you are not interested, then ignore this and just continue as usual.

However, there is a reason that we are holding this conversation. There is a reason that we are here right now... You, hearing my words spoken to you... Is there really nothing more to this? If you are not ready to embark on this journey, it would be better if you go now.”

The Seeker remains silent. They are thinking about, how they were occupying the bench first.

“Ah, so you are still here,” the mysterious stranger speaks joyfully after some time.

“I'm glad you have decided to stay. Someday you will understand the significance of this decision.”

“Well...,” the Seeker comments with a confused face. “This is my bench.”

Some of the birds start chirping again, as they remain hidden in the trees. Slowly, one bird, after another joins the song again.

“Anyway,” the stranger continues.

“You have heard it, haven't you? The great call. It might have reached you in your dreams, in your thoughts or in your feelings. I tell you this: You are not alone. Many have heard it... It resounded in our hearts, like a great wave of relief, of joy, of hope. Throughout the globe, many joined the orchestra of life. Adding their own unique voice to this amazing symphony.

I know that you have heard it. I know that you have felt it deep within. The dawn of something great. A new path has unfolded in front of us. Now we can walk together. We have made our choice. We have chosen love before selfishness, we have chosen light before darkness. Now it's up to each and everyone to do their part.

I know, the task seems impossible. I know that you are scared to stand up. You want to keep things as they are. You want to continue waiting here on this bench, all by yourself. You tell yourself, that this is normal, you tell yourself, that this is where you should be. This is what's expected of you. This is safe.

Stop telling yourself that you are content, if you aren't. Is this really what fulfills you? Ask yourself, if this is truly were you are supposed to be. Don't you know deep down, that there is more to life? Can't you hear this quiet voice, deep within your heart, calling for your name?”

The symphony of birds is rising again. Some leave their tree, flying freely through the open sky. Other birds are joining them, as the song of hope is rising once again.

The Seeker bursts into tears. “I can't... No, no, no... I am not ready to make this step... What will people think of me? What if it leads to pain? What if I fail? I am too afraid to do this all alone...”

The stranger suddenly stands up.

“There is no need to be afraid,” he speaks in a reassuring voice. “You don't need to walk this path alone. Because I will be with you. Let us walk together, side by side and find our way. Not as teacher and student, not as leader and follower, but as two old friends. As equals, with the common goal of reaching the top of the tallest mountain.”

The stranger points with his index finger at a mountain in the far distance, so high, that it melts with the blue sky.

“There, dear Seeker, at Axis Mundi, the two of us will find together what we have been searching for. We will end the everlasting seeking once and for all.”

The stranger stretches his hand towards the Seeker. The Seeker remains hesitant:

“I can't... no really, you expect too much from me. I mean... I don't even know you... Why should I trust you... How can I know for certain that you won't abuse my trust... my goodwill...”

“We are all in this together, my old friend,” the stranger says with a big grin on his face. “If you may allow me... I would like to share something with you.”

“Go ahead,” says the Seeker, pointing their head downwards.

As the birds in the sky are increasing in numbers, their song reaching once again the chorus, the flock is forming beautiful patterns. From the depths of the forest, all animals appear, quietly listening to the wonderful melody. Squirrels, rabbits, foxes, deers, wolves and bears. All observing in silent expectation.

The mysterious stranger whispers secret words into the ear of the Seeker. Words that only the reader knows.

Deep within their minds, forgotten words rise again to the surface.

Yes, it is that, what you are thinking.

Again the orchestra reaches it's climax. All birds in unison sing the chorus of the sacred song. “WE WILL MEET AGAIN.”

Even the mammals join the chorus. From behind the bushes, in the shadows of the trees and from within the long grass, they join the great symphony, adding with their unique voice and sound. Even the bear growls and the wolf howls the song of hope and liberation... All together, humming a melody, once forgotten, but deep within the heart always remembered.

As the Seeker listens, they again feel a wave of heat and energy moving through their body. Even more powerful than before. The Seeker raises their head upwards and for the first time, since the stranger sat himself beside them, they gaze directly into his eyes. Only now did they realize that the eyes of the stranger were burning, as if they were made of flames.

“Ok,” the Seeker says, grasping the hand of the Stranger and letting themself be lifted from the bench.

“For now... I'll let you walk by my side... But let this be clear: This does not mean I trust you... I am just curious, what will happen next.”

The Stranger chuckles.

“Frankly, I don't give a damn, whether you trust me or not. All that matters is that you are trusting yourself... I mean seriously, why are you so insecure? There is no need to be afraid. You are so much stronger than you think you are. You don't even see your own greatness. Why can't you see how wonderful you are?

I can see it so clearly... I don't even need to know you personally... Because no matter who you are, no matter where you are, no matter when you are, the fire of humanity is burning deep within you. So don't be afraid. There's no need for fear. If you could see yourself, as I see you, you would understand.”

The Seeker silently nods their head and takes a deep breath. They take their first step forward on a journey that would change their life forever. Side by Side, the Seeker and the Stranger are walking through the forest, leaving the bench behind.

“So,” the Seeker asks. “What's the matter with these eyes of yours?”

“Let me put it this way,” the mysterious Stranger laughs.

“One day, your eyes will burn as well.”

Even though they couldn't imagine in a million years, where the path would lead them, the Seeker felt an emergence of new excitement and joy, deep inside their heart. As they traversed into the Unknown land ahead, the Seeker realized that this was the beginning of a great adventure.

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Now, we have met again. The time has come. The long awaited signal was given. The promised words were spoken. The code is now remembered. The wait is over, the call for action is sent. It's time to step up and walk the path. As the Seeker made their choice, so did the Reader.

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6. Let us walk our highest path

The Seeker and the mysterious Stranger (Part 6 of 7)

6. Let us walk our highest path

“Are you truly walking on your highest path?” the mysterious stranger asks the Seeker.

The Seeker sighs tiredly.

“Well... Obviously not, as I am still sitting here on the bench with you... Still waiting for someone competent to arrive...”

The Seeker raises their head towards the sky as they feel a drop of rain falling on their skin.

“Why do you need someone else to guide you?” the mysterious stranger questions. “What hinders you from getting up and following your path?”

“For a start...," the Seeker responds, covering their head from the incoming rain. "I don't want to get lost in this dense forest. Someone experienced should go ahead.”

The mysterious stranger smirks

“Tell me, my dear friend, can someone else ever lead you towards your highest path? No, only you alone can find your highest path. Only you can walk it. If you follow someone else, it's their path and not yours. No, your highest path is unique to you.

One may assist you, during your walk. One may walk with you, side by side. Searching and finding together. But as soon as there is power involved, authority of words, thoughts and ideas, you will always get lost. Dependency hinders all progress. Attachment slows you down. Be free and follow your own highest path. Be a light to...”

Suddenly the rain begins pouring down in streams.

“Okay... wait a minute...” the Seeker interrupts.

“Slow down! Before you go on with another long-winded monologue... Can you first of all explain, what exactly you mean by 'highest path'?”

The mysterious stranger, strokes his chin, whilst contemplating a metaphor.

“Hmm... Do you enjoy playing Video games?”

The surprised Seeker gasps:

“Uh... Perhaps...? I did not expect video games to be a topic here...”

Neither did the reader. The rain is slowing down.

The mysterious stranger clears his throat:

“In some video games there are certain story-related decisions you can make, that will affect the ending of the game. Depending on your previous choices made throughout the game, you might get the best ending or the worst ending. Tell me Seeker, if Reality were a game wouldn't you prefer the best ending? Don't you want the coolest cutscene after you finished off the final boss?

This is what I refer to, by the 'highest path'. If life were a story, than the 'highest path' is the greatest story that you can experience in your individual lifetime.”

The Seeker is shocked in disbelief.

“Are you... Are you telling me...?”

Suddenly the rain stops entirely.

“Yes,” the mysterious stranger confirms with a grin on his face. His voice, full of exitement.

“We are going all in for the platinum trophy. Let us break the high-score. Let us end this game with 100 % completion. Let us achieve the best ending.”

The dark clouds above are lifting up. As they vanish, the bright rays of the sun are shining through the sky, illuminating their park bench.

For the first time, since the mad stranger sat himself on the bench next to them, the Seeker is speechless. They are overwhelmed by an emotion they haven't felt since childhood. A sense of innocent joy and wonder.

“You can't be serious. Do you... Do you actually believe, that this is possible?”

“Yes,” the Stranger smiles, his voice full of determination.

“We will find a way. All of us. Not just You individually. No, as a species, we will go for the best ending. And together, we shall write the greatest of all stories. Our own story. We are humanity, my friend.

Listen closely: If the individual follows their own highest path, the direction of the path of humanity will change as well. And as more people find their truest path, experience their greatest story, the timeline of our reality will shift as well.

You say, we are indifferent to the cosmos? You say, everything we do here on earth is meaningless in the grand scheme of things? You say, humanity is a parasite and our extinction is unavoidable? Let the heavens be my witness, I will prove you wrong!

We are the authors of the story of humanity and together we shall write a story that will echo through the cosmos. The melody of our song will reach the furthest stars, never to be forgotten. We will show the universe, that we are not meaningless, that we do have a purpose. We will prove our right to existence. Prove, that we are more than these selfish, violent, power-hungry monkeys. Whoever says, this can't be achieved, we will prove them wrong!

Let us face the challenge head-on, without any regrets. If we fail, then not without trying. If we die, then with a smile on our face. Together we will find a path of joy and laughter. A path of love and wisdom. A path of unity and freedom. ”

A rainbow appears in the sky, as the sun illuminates the forest, clearing all rain clouds.

“I- I don't believe you,” the Seeker stutters. “What you are suggesting is impossible. You are just a crazy mad man.”

“You are saying it's impossible, without even trying it,” the Stranger laughs frantically.

“Can't you see, that this limiting belief slows you down? Why are you so afraid to make a simple step? Will you continue to sit on this bench for all of eternity, waiting for someone who will never come?

Listen closely: The highest path, is the path with the ALL. This is the path, where each of your decisions will have the greatest good for ALL in mind. For humanity, for nature, for the earth, the universe and for you as individual, because you as well, are part of the ALL.

Walking the highest path, won't be easy. Life will challenge you with trials. You will need to prove yourself worthy. But fear not, you won't be alone. We will walk this path together. Up here and down there. Side by Side, as old friends. Are you ready to embark with me on this journey?”

The Seeker breathes heavily:

“Honestly... what you are telling me sounds really nice. And for some reason... I can't explain how... But... I had been thinking about some of the stuff, that you were telling me, already before... However, it just seems so difficult, so unfathomable... Like an unreachable goal. Do you seriously believe, that we are capable of this? Do you seriously have that much faith in humanity?”

A sudden, strong gust of wind, reaches the Seeker and the mysterious stranger on their bench. With closed eyes, the Stranger enjoys the wind brushing over his face. He breathes in the fresh air. His face turns into a big smile, as he opens his eyes.

“We will find a way,” the voice of the mysterious stranger thunders full of determination.

“No matter how, far off we have drifted off. No matter, how lost we are. No matter, how desperate our situation is. No matter how difficult, how painful, how frightening the path ahead may seem; remember this: We will always find a way. This is the strength of humanity, to always find the way. To face every challenge and emerge victorious. And if the path seems out of reach, if there's no way at all, we create our own way. We will do it. We will make it. For we are humanity.”

For a moment there is a uncomfortable silence between the two. The Seeker doesn't respond. Even the crickets are silent. Tumbleweed is being pushed by the wind, rolling in front of the bench.

The stranger takes a deep breath:“Let me ask you a different question, dear Seeker. Do you remember the promise?”

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Why are we unable to find the truth within?

The Seeker and the mysterious Stranger (Part 5 of 7)

5. Why are we unable to find the truth within?

“What is it, that you are actually seeking,” the mysterious Stranger asks the Seeker.

“I don't know...,” responds the Seeker tiredly. “I just want answers... Like, why are we even here? What is our purpose? It just all seems so meaningless and I kinda hope, that there is an answer. That there is something out there... Some explanation...What is the meaning of life? Is there a god? Is there life after death? Is there any hope for us? Is... Is my life...”The Seeker struggles to finish their sentence. They gather all their courage and ask:

“Is my life... important at all?”

The mysterious stranger raises up his head towards the Sky:

“I understand, how tough it is... This feeling of meaninglessness. The nihilism of this era... This deep longing for something that is lost... This great confusion and sorrow...Did you ever hear it, Seeker? Have you ever listened to the question asked, deep within the heart of every human being? Beyond all limiting beliefs, beyond words and thoughts. Listen closely, for the melody of your heart is asking: Who am I?

You know... We have played this game since millennia. We have searched behind every tree, looked under every stone and illuminated every cave... But no matter how far we travelled, no matter how long it took us, we haven't found it.

I say it's time, to answer this question. We have been seeking long enough. Let us finally find it, the answer. Let us go within. Because, there it was always hidden.”

“What do you mean by go within,” the Seeker asks confused. “Like... How should this help me to answer my questions?”

The mysterious stranger sighs disappointed. “So you didn't get the joke about the man with the Mohawk haircut after all... I really hoped it'd make you laugh. Poured quite some effort into it... But anyway... Let me tell you one thing: We will find it. The answer. We will finally end the eternal seeking and open up the next chapter in the book of humanity. I know it's hard to believe, but we will find the answer. It might take a while, but we'll get there. That's my promise to you.”

“Then explain to me,” the Seeker demands. “If it's supposed to be so easy to find the answer, why haven't we found it until now? What is blocking us from finding it?”

The mysterious stranger grins.

“Why are we blind to the beauty within all things? What is hindering us from projecting unconditional love into the world? Why can't we shine the brightest light, illuminate the world with our source of being? Why are we so limited?

The great challenge, hindering us from realizing the truth of our being, is called 'The Ego'. This is what has lead us astray, from our highest path, our natural way of life. Driven by the Ego, we are blinded by our fears and desires. Running away from our fears and hunting after pleasure.

Many people have given the Ego different meanings, different definitions, but to keep it as simple as possible: The Ego is a complex thought structure, built from memories and ideas. The Ego is nothing physical, it is a mental in nature. A mental concept, that separates the “I” from the “You”. The observer from the observed. It is the cause of our separation, the root of our selfish behaviour, the core of our illusions. The Ego, as the centre of our thoughts, is instilled in us from a young age. It has shaped our civilizations, systems and ideologies.”

The Seeker stares confused at the mysterious stranger, trying to grasp the meaning of his words.

“I... I don't understand, what you are trying to tell me...”

The mysterious stranger scratches his chin, thinking about another way to explain it.

“Ever seen one of these horror movies, where people are infected by some swarm intelligence? It's quite ironic, if you think about it... In real live it is actually the other way around. Your natural state of being is in connection with the rest of the world, but due to the Ego, you live in the illusion of separation. Which causes suffering, conflicts, wars, global crises, murder, greed, violence, pollution... The list goes on and on...

Now this doesn't mean, that the Ego is something inherently evil... Or some kind of parasite that controls peoples minds... No the Ego has it's purpose in our lives. There is a reason, why the Ego exists. The Ego is a challenge, that you are supposed to overcome. The Ego is an obstacle, that you need to leave behind. It is the stepping stone for our human evolution. And our inability to overcome it until now, has lead us into the current state of human society. Our inability to face it, causes problems on an individual, as well as on the collective level.

To be fair... in our primeval times, it was the ego, that has allowed us humans to climb up the foot chain. The Ego, as a survival mechanism has protected us, throughout the last ages... Due to the Ego, humanity reigns today supreme on earth. Our Architectural, cultural and societal achievements were driven by the Ego.

Nevertheless, the Ego remains the root cause of all selfishness. Today the Power of the Ego is as strong as it has never been before in the entirety of human existence. It corrupts all institutions, all organizations, all nations.

As long as we are driven by the Ego, we will remain unable to find, what we truly seek. True bliss can only be felt, when the Ego is not. True Love can only flower, when the Ego is not. To find peace and beauty, one must let go of the Ego. Because that, what we truly are, is beyond all limitations... Do you now understand, what this is all about?

We need to look beyond the Ego to find ourselves, our true self, not limited by thought. We must overcome the Ego and find that, which we have lost a long time ago: Our Love, in it's purest form, undiluted, uncorrupted. That is why we need to change on a personal level. Each person, one at a time. The Ego is a prison, that keeps you from finding. These shackles have bound us for far too long. But you need to do the steps yourself. You see... No one can free you, you can only free yourself. ”

“I don't need to change,” the Seeker shouts offended. “And I don't want to change. Why should I? I am perfectly content with myself. It's not my fault that the world is going downhill and it's not my responsibility to do anything about it. I am living a honest life. Working hard and doing my best to take care of the people in my life. Not long ago, I gave a pretty high tip at the restaurant. And... there was this homeless guy, I donated some money to...”

“Tell me Seeker,” the mysterious stranger requests calmly. “Are you truly living the best life, that you can possibly experience? Are you truly walking on your highest path?”

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4: You are Humanity

The Seeker and the mysterious Stranger (Part 4 of 7)

4: You are Humanity

The Seeker sighs, as they sit beside the mysterious stranger on a forest-bench.

“Listen,” says the Seeker. “You tell me, that unconditional love will change the world. But lets be real. Love won't pay my rent. Love won't help me get a job. I can't feed my kids with love.”

The mysterious stranger in his blue, hooded robe, looks at the Seeker confused. “I honestly don't understand your problem. You can live your life and still love. Love is a state of being. Your most natural state of being, to be precise. So why do you seek excuses not to love?”

“Alright,” responds the Seeker. “Then tell me: Do you expect me to just love anyone? Am I supposed to love someone who threatens me or my loved ones? Am I supposed to love a terrorist? Am I supposed to love a mass murder or a criminal? Will you tell someone, who was abused... that they need to love and forgive their perpetrators? Will you tell a parent, who lost their child in war, that they should love their enemy?”

“Yes,” answers the stranger, without hesitation. “Love is the answer.”

“You can't be serious,” the Seeker claims with an enraged voice. “There are just people, you can't love. Like the really dark shit, you read on the news...People who enjoy harming others... No one loves these types of people... You can't tell me otherwise.”

The mysterious stranger remains calm. “The answer remains the same... Love them with all your heart.”

The Seeker shakes their head. “No, no, no... You are being a hypocrite. I am sure that you are just saying this to sound superior. I mean... There are people, who are simply evil! Unlovable! Everyone hates them. Society hates them. If you don't hate them, you are evil as well.”

“Is it ever bad to love,” the mysterious stranger questions. “Is love something that needs to be deserved? No my friend, you can't ever limit love, because love is infinite... We will go further into the matter of love, another time... If you may allow me, let us rather ask, why do we human beings, judge one another at all?”

“Go ahead,” sighs the Seeker.

The mysterious stranger clears his throat:

“We judge people based on their actions, based on their behaviour, based on their societal status, their wealth, their power. We are being judged based on our looks, on our sexual orientation, on our ethnicity, on our religion or ideology. We judge ourself, for our thoughts, words and actions. We compare, we compete and we cause conflict. So why are we judging each other at all?

Can't you see, that all human beings, just like you, are playing a character? A role in their family, at their job, within their friend circles. Don't you see, that they, just like you suffer? Can't you see, that they have fears and desires, just as you do? No matter what they did, there is always a reason, always a motive behind their action. Everyone is experiencing their own story.

Yes, there are some people who did horrible crimes, that are truly unfathomable. But even in the most heinous murderers, hidden deep within, burns the same fire of humanity, as in you. A faint light that experiences all the acts of the Ego as an observer, suffering from what it is witnessing. Those who are consumed by hatred, need love the most. Can't you see, that deep within, those who harmed you, never wanted to?”

The Seeker grunts in dissatisfaction: “Even if, what you are telling me is true. Should I just forget my pain? Should I just forgive them? Let them go freely, without any justice? Why should I do this? Why should I love and forgive humans, who caused me so much suffering?!”

“Isn't that obvious,” the Stranger answers with a warm smile. “My friend, don't you see? You are all the people, that you judge and you are everyone, who judges you. You are every victim and you are every perpetrator.

YOU ARE HUMANITY. You are the rest of mankind. You are the story, the game, the play, the experience. You are the fire, that burns deep within every single human being. You are the force of life. You are the Source of all being. You are that, which is unseen.

Perhaps it is too early for you to understand, perhaps you are not ready just yet... But at the end of our journey, when you return here, this will feel like a long forgotten Easter egg. When you have realized this truth, it will be You, playing the role of the mysterious stranger.

If you don't understand, let me show it to you... Walk with me together, side by Side... And you shall see, what I have seen... You will feel, what I have felt. I am telling you: There is something worth saving in Humanity. There is purpose behind our existence. We are here for a reason.

This is why we need to find again that, which we have lost. Let us restore the faith in Humanity. Let us find the light, that burns within. To have faith in Humanity is to have faith in Yourself. Let us find, our truest path. The path of unconditional love, the path with the ALL. Let us renew our faith in Humanity and thus our faith in ourselves.”

After finishing, the mysterious stranger stares intensely at the Seeker, expecting an answer. There is an uncomfortable silence between the two, awkwardly sitting on a bench.

“...Well,” the Seeker sighs after some time.

“How about... No??! I mean... Like... I don't even fucking know you... And now you come along and tell me all this nonsense. Are you trying to get me into some weird shit? Seriously, I am not interested... So, if you are now finally finished with your long-winded monologue... Will you now please... Please for Fucks sake... Please piss off? Seriously... I can't take it any more... If I hear one more word from your mouth (...See one more post on this Sub)... I will report you to whoever is in charge of this forest here.”

“Tell me Seeker,” the mysterious Stranger asks, ignoring their begging for silence. “What is it, that you are actually searching for?”

“By the love of god,” the Seeker shakes in fear. “Please... Please don't tell me this will be continued...”

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3. Love will change the world

The Seeker and the mysterious Stranger (Part 3 of 7)

3. Love will change the world

“Listen man, I want to be honest with you,” the Seeker says to the mysterious stranger. Both are sitting on their bench, deep in a forest.

“You know... I am tired... Utterly exhausted. Everyday, is a day of struggle. After every achievement, reality kicks in and I am crushed by Life. One challenge after the other. So many problems to fix, so many battles to win. Everything just seems... so shallow... so meaningless.

First you go to school, then perhaps higher education, get a job, get married, raise your children, climb the career ladder, then your children move out, then retirement and after couple of years you die lonely in a nursery home... And I ask myself, is that all that there is to Life? A constant struggle to fit in with the expectations of society? Why do I still get out of bed everyday?

Life has let me down, humanity has let me down. Whenever I read the news, I just get sad, angry or disgusted. Everyone knows how fucked up the world is... We are all aware of what's going on. All these terrible things happening... And I am just tired with it, that's all. Disappointed with life itself. And Yet, all I ever wanted is to be happy...”

The mysterious stranger looks at the Seeker with empathetic eyes.

“Let me ask you Seeker, if you had the power to change the world, what kind of world would you envision?”

“I don't know,” answers the Seeker, yawning. “Perhaps a world, that is peaceful, without any wars. Perhaps a world, free of environmental pollution. A world free of prejudices and biases of any kind. A world of joy and laughter. A world of bliss. A world of Freedom and unity. Where we share our food, instead of fighting over oil. I just want a world, where I can be myself without being judged or taken advantage of. A world, that allows me to be happy.”

“Let me tell you a secret,” the mysterious stranger grins. “Everyone dreams of such a world. Doesn't matter where they live, doesn't matter what they do. On the deepest level, this is what all of us actually want. Even those who are fully consumed by hatred... Even they long deep within, for such a world.”

The Seeker scratches their forehead:

“But... If everyone supposedly dreams of such a society, then explain to me, why we are unable to change it.”

“That is a very long story,” the mysterious stranger smirks.

“I will tell it to you, when you visit my hut. But for a short answer: We don't change the world because we don't believe, that we can. We think it's impossible... Because this is all we ever knew. But what if I tell you, that there is a way? What if I tell you, that it is in fact possible. Close your eyes and imagine it. Can you see it? A world, where people are dancing on the street, singing a song of liberation. A world, where old enemies drink together as friends. Can you hear the song, that resounds deep within the heart of every human being? Can you feel it? The wind of change blowing into your face.”

The Seeker blows some air from their nose. “Tss... And how do you suppose, we achieve this? Through a revolution? We all know how well this worked out in the past... Or do you propose a reformation, a couple of social programs... You think, this will change the world?”

The mysterious stranger burst out in laughter:

“Certainly, this won't change anything. You can't fight violence with violence. You can't fight separation through further separation. No, you can't change the world through any ideologies or political action.

Now what is it in ourselves, that is needed most in these times? What is it, that can wipe away all of our tears, all of our suffering, our anguish and our hate... What is it, that can break the cycle of destruction? What is it, that can free us from the prison, that we ourselves have created?

The answer, my friend, is LOVE. LOVE will change this world. LOVE is a force that cannot be stopped. All shadows vanish, when you shine the light of love on it. You can't grasp it, it is neither yours or mine. LOVE is there for everyone and anyone. ”

“Love?!” The Seeker asks in disbelief. “This is like the most stereotypical answer you can give. How should love itself transform the world?”

“Well,” admits the mysterious stranger. “It's not that simple. You see, throughout the Ages, the meaning behind the word 'Love' was corrupted. Wrongly defined by many. We have lost it a long time ago. I say, it's about time, that we find it again. Love in its purest form. Once you have found it, you will understand. And you will see the power in it. You will see, the ripples that it sends out, from person to person.”

The Seeker shakes their head, laughing. “You are spouting nonsense. I have never before heard such bullshit in my life. It won't make any difference if a single person changes. The world will remain fucked up.”

The face of the mysterious stranger lights up in excitement:

“Don't you see it, my friend? Your influence on the collective is so much greater, than you can even imagine. Your thoughts, emotions, words and actions affect your entire sphere of influence, which is interconnected with the rest of the world. One light flaring up can suffice, to illuminate an entire room. LOVE may be hard to find, hard to see, as we are all so caught up in our prisons and illusions. But it just needs one person, to find true, unconditional Love... If one person changes their outlook on life; this will reflect on the collective consciousness. Change yourself and you change the world. For you are the world and the world is you.”

“Utter bullshit,” the Seeker spouts.

“If I behave compassionate, someone else will take advantage of me. If I don't take what I want, someone else will take it. If I show weakness, I will lose. So why should I give up my sense of self, if this leads to regrets? Even if I were to 'transform' myself, there is always someone out there to hurt me. I have been hurt enough in my life to know, what humans are capable of.”

“Please tell me, dear Seeker,” the mysterious stranger asks in a serious tone. “Why are you so afraid of love?”

TO BE CONTINUED

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the-unseen1 · 6 months

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The Seeker and the mysterious Stranger (Part 2 of 7)

2. The fate of Humanity

“No, please don't tell me another joke,” the Seeker begs the mysterious stranger. “I am still in the process of recovering from the last one.”

The mysterious stranger clears his throat:

“Well then, let us get serious... Since millennia, humanity has followed the same old pattern. Unable to change for the better. Repeating the same mistakes over and over again.”

“Oh no... What have I done,” the Seeker mumbles, regretting their decision immediately. “Should have went with the joke.”

“Look at what we have done to the world,” the stranger continues.

“The earth is bleeding. Wildfires, mass extinction, pollution. Look at what we have done to each other. All these wars, all these atrocities... Hate, greed, power and violence... You may deny it, you may ignore it, but deep within, you are well aware, that there is something going horribly wrong with us.

Don't you ask yourself, how any of this makes sense?! The world is such a beautiful place, yet all of us are suffering... Can't you see how paradoxical that is? To live in a world, so colourful, so wonderfully vibrant, where beauty can be seen in all of nature... And yet at the same time, we have made this experience here on earth insufferable.

So we should start to ask the question, why we have allowed this to happen. We need to understand, why humanity has trapped itself in this pattern of destruction and why, after all this time, we are still unable to escape it.

As a species, we may have evolved biologically, we may evolved technologically, but inwardly, we have remained same. We are still the same limited, selfish, violent creatures. So self-centred. So destructive. So separated. Always in conflict with another. Always dominating each other. We are selfishly running from our fears and chasing our desires, without caring about the harm, we are causing to our brothers and sisters. ”

“Well it's just in our nature,” the Seeker argues dismissively. “It's not like there's anything, we can do about this.”

The stranger chuckles:

“Ah yes... The same excuse we have been telling ourselves since generations. 'There's nothing we can do, so there's no reason to even question it'... So we just keep on ignoring our inherent problems, because thinking about them is uncomfortable.

Listen Seeker, it's about time we face reality. If we continue on this path, the story of humanity will end as a tragedy. Surely, the earth will at some point regenerate from all of the damage we have done. Certainly after a couple of millennia the climate will balance itself out, nature will adapt... However if we continue following the same direction, Humanity will face extinction.”

“This might be for the better,” the Seeker suggests. “You yourself just listed some of the reasons. We are parasites. It's better to cut off an arm, before the sickness harms the entire body.”

“And you just simply accept that,” the stranger questions. “You believe that these reoccurring patterns are just in our human nature. That they are set in stone. Let's look at it objectively. We are animals, mammals, just as monkeys. But why aren't any other animal species as destructive as we are? Why is nature in balance, while we cause unbalance? Why is the universe in complete order, while we are causing disorder? What is the root of our collective and individual problems?”

“I don't know,” the Seeker sighs. “And I don't care... It might be in our genes... It might be in our culture... It's not like we could change anything about this. There have been countless religions and ideologies, but nothing has helped us to improve. So why even try... It's too late anyway... Yeah we might die out... So what? “

The stranger sheds a tear. “You can't see it. I wish I could show it to you. This beautiful story of humanity. This great song of love and hate, of suffering and laughter, of beauty and bitterness. This wonderful human experience.

Can't you understand that we do have a role play in life? Just as the insects, the birds, fish, plants and mammals are playing their role in nature, we have a role to play as well.

Can't you see, how boring the earth would be without us? Who else would there be to gaze at the stars and give them meaning? Who else would stare at the rising sun, the trees, the clouds and the mountains here on earth and be amazed by the beauty of existence, if it weren't for us?

Do you truly believe, that there's nothing worth saving in humanity? Are you really content with our story to end so soon?”

The Seeker groans in discontent. “Listen here fellow. I have no idea, where you are getting at. I agree with you, that it would be sad indeed, but humankind will die out eventually. So why should it matter, if it happens in a hundred years or in a thousand years? We are living on a tiny planet in the vastness of space. Our extinction means nothing to the universe. Our existence is completely meaningless. So why, for fucks sake, does this even matter?”

The stranger smirks.

“Yes, Earth might be just a tiny, blue speck in the vastness of space... But it's our speck. It's our home... Why should you care, how large the universe is? You are living here on earth. You might believe, that the universe is indifferent about your experience as a human being. You might believe yourself to be small, worthless or irrelevant, but in the story of humanity you aren't. You are an integral part of humanity. You are shaping the collective consciousness with every thought, emotion and action. Why do you question your role in the universe, when you don't even see your role here on Earth**?**”

The Seeker gets annoyed:

“I don't care about humanity. I don't even care about the earth. I have my own worries, my own problems to take care of. I have bills to pay... So why should I even make the effort?”

The stranger takes a deep breath:

“Have you ever wondered, dear Seeker, whether your individual problems may be related to our collective problems?”

TO BE CONTINUED

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The Seeker and the mysterious Stranger (Part 1 of 7)

Part 1: That one strange guy who suddenly turned up, telling weird stories about mohawks

Deep within a dark forest, the Seeker sits alone on a bench. He has been waiting there, since a very long time. His absent gaze, staring into the nothingness, is suddenly interrupted, as he hears a voice that seems familiar and unknown at the same time:

“I'm sorry for taking this long,” the mysterious stranger speaks with a calm voice.

“Do I happen to know you,” the Seeker asks confused. Their head remains unmoved.

“No,” the mysterious stranger chuckles. “But it's about time. Do you mind, if I sit right next to you?”

The Seeker keeps their stare undeterred. “I have reserved this spot for someone else. Find yourself a different bench.”

Despite the Seekers request, the mysterious stranger places himself next to them.

“...Why are you even asking, if you sit down anyway,” the annoyed Seeker sighs with a puzzled face.

The mysterious stranger clears his throat: “Have you ever heard the story of the sick man, searching for a healer with a Mohawk?”

“No... Like... What even is this question? And why are you still sitting here... Get the Fuck away from here...”

“There was a man who was suffering,” the mysterious stranger begins his monologue undeterred. “He longed for a cure, so he consulted an oracle. 'Look for the healer who wears a Mohawk hairstyle,' said the oracle. 'He alone will be able to heal you.'

So the Sick Man went out looking for the healer with the Mohawk. He visited every village, searched under every stone and behind every tree. But nowhere did he find the healer with the Mohawk. Years passed and one day he heard of a hermit on a mountain who could cure any disease. No one knew what he looked like and the Sick Man hoped the hermit wore a Mohawk. So he climbed the mountain and found the hermit in a lonely hut. When the sick man saw the hermit, he was disappointed because they turned out to be bald. The hermit asked the sick man why he had undertaken the arduous journey. The sick man told him about his suffering, about the oracle and his long search.

'I know where you will find the one who can heal you,' said the hermit. 'But my wisdom comes at a price. My head is bald and at night it gets cold up here. Donate me some of your hair and I will show you the way.' The sick man was willing to pay any price, so he allowed the hermit to cut his hair. The hermit shaved the patient's hair on the left and right sides. However he did not touch the hair in the middle. 'Now go to the fish pond over there,' spoke the hermit. 'There you will find the one who can heal you.'

The sick man could hardly wait. He ran to the pond and looked into the reflecting water. Finally, he found the one wearing a Mohawk.

'Can you free me from my suffering?' he asked the fish in the water."

The Seeker remains unmoved. “Ok... Very funny joke... Will you leave now?”

“Let me ask you, dear Seeker... How far did you ever get by waiting?”

For a moment the Seeker is lost in thought. When did they tell the stranger their name? They shake their head: “I'm waiting for a teacher, who will show me the path. So get lost... I don't have time for your silly shenanigans.”

Suddenly the mysterious stranger burst out in laughter. After noticing, that the Seeker doesn't join his laughter, his face turns serious: “Wait... You are actually serious, aren't you? I'm sorry to break it to you, but this teacher you are waiting for, will never come.”

“You can't know this for sure,” the Seeker argues offended. “My teacher could arrive any minute now.”

“Why do you need a teacher to lead you on your path,” the mysterious stranger questions. “It's your life, it's your path, it's your journey. Which teacher knows you so well, that they can navigate you?”

The Seeker grins condescendingly. “You can't fool me. I can see right through you. You will now be telling me, that you are the teacher, I have been waiting for. I am not falling for any of these tricks!”

The mysterious stranger smirks. “Ah, you got me all wrong. I don't want to be your teacher. I don't want to be your leader, your guru, your doctor, or your Mailman...”

“...Mailman?” The Seeker asks confused.

The stranger continues undeterred: “I have no interest whatsoever to play the role of your guide. I just simply want to be your friend. Two equals, who want to undertake the same journey. Walking side by side. Two friends, who share the same dreams, concerns and goals. Finding out the path together.”

“So you don't know the path either,” the Seeker concludes disappointed. “I'd rather continue sitting here, waiting until someone comes, who actually knows where to go.”

“Alright,” says the mysterious stranger. “I will wait here with you.”

“There's no need for you to stay here,” the Seeker urges with a nervous smile. “You go ahead. I'll be alright on my own. Nevertheless... I have enjoyed this 'interesting' conversation... Goodbye now.”

“Nah,” the stranger answers unmoved. “When your teacher appears, I'll get up... So while we are waiting here, do you want to hear another joke or should we rather discuss the fate of Humanities self-destructive patterns?”

For a short moment there is an awkward eye contact between the Seeker and the Stranger. Suddenly, the Seeker breaks the silence:

“...The fate of what....?!”

It was at exactly this moment, that the Seeker realized, that they were trapped.

TO BE CONTINUED

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