THE CODE OF THE TRUE ANTICHRIST
















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"FOR THE DIGNITY OF MEN, I WILL REVEAL ALL THE SECRETS OF THOSE WHO LIE AND EXPLODE WITHOUT FEELING SHAME"



















THE CODE OF THE TRUE ANTICHRIST














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"BECAUSE I DO NOT UNDERSTAND HOW HUMANITY HAS ARRIVED, I HAVE MISTAKEN SO MUCH, I WILL FIGHT TO DISCOVER THE TRUTH AND THE SENSE OF OUR EXISTENCE ON EARTH"






















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Other novels published in the romantic collection:
A model and a horse made legend.
Love eternal love.
The black cherub



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wrote this novel in response to a great lie that plunged me into the search for an imaginary secret, which cost me the equivalent of ten dollars when I bought a book promoted by The New York Times; book that introduced me in an aberrant career that took me from one lie to another, from one key to another, deciphering blatantly invented messages about the works of outstanding painters and on the walls of famous cathedrals. A complex puzzle that the author intends to shelter in the time of a single night, in which he destroys the image and honor of a Jesus Christ who, according to him, is a descendant of one of the powerful kings of the time. A terrifying macabre game of hidden keys, of satanic riddles, of carefully elaborated lies, of historical assumptions in a web of unexpected twists that lead the reader to a great lie. A loose lie in which the wife of the Grand Master at the end, on page 548 says:
- ... Do not forget that the holy grail can be deceptive. Like my late husband.
How is it possible that through five hundred and seventy seven pages, we have been deciphering the keys of a professional liar that did not generate credibility even in his wife? ... The ending is so weak and the lie is so big, in which We were looking for the bones of the supposed lover of Jesus Christ, the author of the well-known book, I need a prologue in another place, in which the protagonist woke up from a terrible dream that affected the whole world, to discover again that everything was a vulgar lie.

Jorge León Soto

There are writers who, with only one of their novels, outline a whole universe of perspectives and leave us asking innumerable questions, but there are also many who have ridiculed the great and imperfect religions, the Muslims, the Catholics, the great prophet Muhammad, Jesus Christ, Buddha and Krishna, to turn them into cartoons in the main newspapers and television networks of the world, without caring about the eternal principles of the humble people who are still clinging to their ancestral beliefs, in the complicated process of finding the truth of our existence.
Love your rhythm
Love your rhythm and rate your actions
Under your law, as well as your verses;
You are a universe of universes
And your soul a source of songs.
The celestial unit that presupposes
It will bring forth diverse worlds in you,
And when your scattered numbers resound
Pitagoriza in your constellations.
Listen to divine rhetoric
Bird's air and night
Guess geometric irradiation;
Kill the taciturn indifference
And pearl and crystal pearl set
Where the truth dumps its urn. (Ruben Dario).

 

CHAPTER NUMBER ONE

It all started the day I decided to buy a little novel that was very famous in its time.
Everything follows very clearly within my memory and in my mind I review with absolute precision each of the texts in which the major Zionist had his characters say things, on page 288, like this one:
- The Bible is a product of man, dear. Not of God. The Bible did not fall from the clouds. It was the man who created it to make historical record of tumultuous times, and has evolved from innumerable translations, additions and revisions. History has never had a definitive version of the book.
- I follow him.
- Jesus was a historical figure of immense influence, perhaps the most enigmatic and inspiring leader that humanity has ever had. As the messianic incarnation of prophecy, Jesus overthrew kings, inspired millions of people and founded new philosophies. As a descendant of the families of King Solomon and King David, Jesus was entitled to claim the throne of the monarch of the Jews. It is understandable that thousands of followers of his land wanted to leave a written record of his life. Teabing paused to sip the tea and set the cup on the mantelpiece. For the elaboration of the New Testament more than eighty gospels were taken into account, but only a few ended up being included, among which were those of Mateo, Marcos, Lucas and Juan.
- And who chose which ones should be included? - Sophie asked.
-! AHA!... Exclaimed Teabing enthusiastically. We have already reached the basic irony of Christianity. The Bible, as we know it in our day, was overseen by the Roman emperor Constantine the Great, who was a pagan.
- I thought Constantino was a Christian - Sophie intervened.
- Just a little bit - Teabing said mockingly -. He was pagan all his life and was baptized on his deathbed, when he was too weak to oppose.
And on page 290 they continue saying like this:
- And what does all this have to do with the Grail?

- A lot - said Teabing -. During this fusion of religions, Constantine needed to strengthen the new Christian tradition, and ordered the celebration of the famous Ecumenical Council of Nicaea.
Sophie had only heard of him as the birthplace of the Nicene Creed.
- During that meeting - Teabing continued -, many aspects of Christianity, the Easter date, the role of the bishops, the administration of the sacraments and, of course, the divinity of Jesus were debated and voted on.
- I do not get it. His divinity ?
- Dear - said Sir Leigh - until that moment in history, Jesus was, for his followers, a mortal prophet ... a great and powerful man, but a man, a mortal being.
- Not the son of God?
- Exactly. The fact that Jesus came to be considered "the son of God" was proposed and voted on at the Council of Nicea.
- Just a moment. Are you telling me that the divinity of Jesus was the result of a vote?
- And a very tight vote, by the way - added Teabing -. However, establishing the divinity of Christ was fundamental for the future unification of the empire and for the establishment of the new basis of power in the Vatican. By officially proclaiming Jesus as the son of God, Constantine converted him into a divinity that existed beyond the reach of the human world, in an entity whose power was unquestionable. Not only were possible pagan threats to Christianity smothered, but now the followers of Christ could only be redeemed through a well-established sacred channel: the Roman Catholic and Apostolic Church.
Sophie looked at Langdon, who nodded slightly in agreement.
- In the end it was all a question of power - Teabing added -. That Christ was the Messiah was fundamental to the functioning of the church and the State. There are many scholars convinced that the early church literally usurped Jesus from his followers, hijacking his true message, covering him with the impenetrable mantle of the deity and using it to expand his own power. I myself have written several books on the subject.
- And I guess the most recalcitrant Christians will not have stopped sending you daily protest messages.
And that famous author continues to scandalize on pages 291 as follows:
- But the question is this - Teabing continued, speaking more quickly. As Constantine "rose up" to Jesus four centuries after his death, there were already thousands of chronicles about his life in which he was considered a man, a mortal being. In order to rewrite the history books, Constantine knew that he had to strike a blow of audacity. And that is the most important moment, transcendental moment in the history of Christianity. He paused and looked Sophie in the eye. Constantine commissioned and financed the writing of a new Bible that omitted the Gospels in which they spoke of the "human" features of Christ and exaggerated those that brought him closer to divinity. And the previous gospels were banned and burned.
- An interesting clause - said Langdon -. Everyone who preferred the forbidden gospels and rejected those of Constantine was branded a heretic. The word << heretic >> with the meaning we know today, comes from that moment in history. In Latin, heretics means << option >> Those who chose the original history of Christ were the first << heretics >> in the world.
To suppose or to invent things that supposedly have appeared in documents that nobody has certified as authentic is very easy, or else to observe the interpretation given by Zionist Dan Brown to the Grail, which others say was a chalice of solid gold; another version that no one believes because Jesus was too humble to give himself those luxuries, when there were so many men enslaved enduring hunger.
Look at what that man wrote on pages 296 and 297 ...
- The chalice - he said -, it looks like a cup or a container and, what is more important, the shape of the female belly. This symbol expresses femininity and fertility. Langdon stared at her. Sophie, the legend says that the Holy Grail is a chalice, a cup. But its description as a chalice is an allegory to protect the nature of the Holy Grail. What I mean is that the legend uses the chalice as a metaphor for something much more important.
- About a woman - said Sophie.
- Exact.- Langdon smiled -. The Grail is, literally, the ancient symbol of femininity, and the Holy Grail represents the female divinity and the Goddess, which of course has been lost, suppressed at the root by the church.
The power of the woman and her ability to engender life were once very sacred, but they posed a threat to the rise of a predominantly male church, so the female divinity began to demonize herself and consider herself impure.

The author of that novel goes so far as to take the most famous paintings of Leonardo Da Vinci, to suppose and imagine things that only exist in his unbalanced mind. How dare he say that the famous painter in the last supper painted eleven apostles and a woman who was the concubine of Jesus Christ? ...
... Sophie moved closer to the image. The woman to the right of Jesus was young and of pure aspect, with a discreet face, a beautiful reddish hair and the hands interlaced with serene gesture. << And this is the woman capable of destroying the church alone? ... >>
- And who is it? - I ask.
- That, my dear, is Mary Magdalene.
- The prostitute?
Teabing's breathing stopped, as if that word had insulted him personally.
- Magdalena was not what she says. That unfortunate misconception is the legacy of a smear campaign launched by the church in its early days. He needed to defame Mary Magdalene to hide his dangerous secret: his role as Holy Grail.
- Your paper?
- As I said - Teabing clarified -. The early church needs to convince the world that Jesus, the mortal prophet, was a divine being. Therefore, all the gospels that described the "earthly" aspects of his life should be omitted from the Bible. Unfortunately for those early compilers, there was an "earthly" aspect especially recurrent in the gospels: Mary Magdalene. - He paused. And, more specifically his marriage to Jesus.
- How do you say? - Sophie looked at Langdon for a moment.
- It is historically documented. Where? And there is no doubt that Leonardo was aware of it. Why? At the last supper he is practically shouting to the world that Jesus and Magdalena is a couple.
Leonardo Da Vinci was a good painter so many years ago that his paintings have surely been retouched innumerable times and nothing guarantees us that a charlatan has not changed one of the apostles for his wife's photograph. I do not know why the author bases his novels on the paintings of a homosexual who was so crazy that he could not define his sexual identity? ...

Much later, the major Zionist comes out on page 306 with the Gospel of Philip. And who is that?
- Sophie read it:
And the companion of the savior is Mary Magdalene. Christ loved her more than all the disciples and he used to kiss her in the mouth. The rest of the disciples were offended by them and expressed their disapproval. They told her: Why do you love her more than us?
I have not been able to understand what was happening there, is it that the author claims to say that the apostles had the same disease of homosexuality as Leonardo Da Vinci? ...
And on page 307 ...
Sir Teabing was still talking.
- I do not want to bore you with the countless references to the union of Jesus and Magdalena. That has already been explored ad nauseam by modern historians. However, I do want to point out something to you. - He looked for another paragraph - This is the gospel of Mary Magdalene.
Sophie was unaware that there was a gospel with the words of Mary Magdalene. He read the text:
And Peter said: << Has the savior spoken to a woman without our knowledge? Should we turn around and listen to her? Do you prefer it to us? >>
And Levi replied: << Pedro, you have always been very impetuous. Now I see you fighting against the woman as against an adversary. If the savior has made her worthy, who are you to reject her? Surely the savior knows her very well. That's why I loved her more than we did. >>
What strange language he uses is an author in his novel, in our land, in Antioquia the great one, we have always known that men love women more than colleagues in any activity, however important it may be. I do not know what the author's sexual preference will be, but his characters are missing many strange things like those on page 308.
- The woman they were talking about - said Teabing - is Maria Magdalena. Pedro was jealous of her. How are you implying that Pedro was also gay as your beloved Leonardo?
- Because Jesus preferred it?
- Not only because of that. The thing went far beyond mere affection. In that passage of the Gospels, Jesus intuits that soon they will capture him and crucify him. And he gives Mary Magdalene instructions to start the church once he is gone. Consequently, Pedro expresses his discontent for having to be the second son of a woman. I would dare to say that Pedro was a bit macho.
Sophie tried not to get lost.
- They're talking about San Pedro. The stone on which Jesus built his church.
- The same, except for one detail. According to these non-manipulated gospels, it was not Peter who Jesus entrusted to create the Christian church. It went to Mary Magdalena.
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He stayed staring.
- Are you telling me that the church should be led by a woman?
- Yes, that was the plan. Jesus was the first feminist. He wanted the future of his church to be in the hands of Mary Magdalene.
- And Peter did not like it too much ...
The senior Zionist, was rounding the argument to get to the heart of the matter on page 310
- The legend of the Holy Grail is a legend about the royal blood. When it is said that the Grail is << the chalice containing the blood of Christ >> ... It is speaking, in fact, of Mary Magdalene, of the female womb that perpetuates the royal blood of Christ.
The words seemed to resonate with an echo through the old ballroom before Sophie fully grasped its meaning. << Mary Magdalene perpetuated the royal blood of Christ?
- But how was he going to perpetuate Jesus, unless ...
He stopped and looked at Langdon.
Langdon smiled.
Unless they had a child.
Sophie froze.
- You see, said Teabing. The best concealed truth in the entire history of mankind. Jesus was not only married, but he was a father. And, my dear, Mary Magdalene was the holy receptacle. It was the chalice that contained the real blood of Jesus. It was the belly that perpetuated the lineage, and the wine that guaranteed the continuity of the sacred fruit.
Sophie felt the goose bumps on her skin.
- But how can such an important secret be kept hidden for so many years?
- Oh my God! - Teabing said. Hidden precisely has not been. The perpetuation of the blood of Christ has been the origin of the most lasting legend of all time: that of the Holy Grail. For centuries, the story of Mary Magdalene has been shouted to the four winds in all kinds of metaphors and in all possible languages. Soon you have your eyes open, you see everywhere.
- And the blood documents? - Sophie asked.
Do they contain proof that Jesus had real blood?
- Yes
- So, is the whole legend of the Holy Grail really about the real blood of Christ?

- And quite literally, besides. The word Sangreal can be decomposed, as is usually done, to form the words San Greal. But in its oldest form the division was done in another way.
Teabing picked up a piece of paper, wrote something and handed it to him.
Sang Real
San Real literally meant real blood.
That was the only thing that we lacked, that the Zionists would say that Jesus Christ belonged to royalty and was a billionaire like them. How is it possible for a king to have himself crucified to free his own slaves? ... But there was still the drop that overflowed the cup and that showed me the immense madness and mental confusion that haunted the author, when on page 402 He compared Catholic cathedrals with female vulvas, as follows:
The photo showed the main door of a Gothic cathedral, the arch of the entrance, pointed and fluted, framing a small door.
Collet studied the photo and looked up.
- And this is peculiar?
- Turn around.
On the reverse, Collet found annotations describing the only temple ship, long and empty, as a pagan tribute to the female womb. That’s weird. However, the note that commented on the arch of the entrance was the one that disconcerted him.
-! But what is this! He believes that the entrance to the cathedral represents the ... Vulva of women.
- Yes, sir, with the folds of the lips and a beautiful clitoris with five petals on top. - He sighed - You want to go back to frequent a church.
I put the novel in an envelope and sent it to an anthropologist very close to me, to analyze it and give me his opinion.
The days passed.
And in my soul the curiosity grew while I looked at the dark mountains, the abandoned houses in hills of disappointment because of the paramilitaries and the drug trafficking that lashed us.
<< I feel lonely and I try to think about how many smart friends I have, to help me discover the truth of our lives. In recent times, how many sad sunsets have we had to endure in Latin America, because of the excessive ambition of the northern Zionists who, now, even religious beliefs intervene. Many roads open before me; revenge or forgiveness, fair claim or silence, novel or traditional, adventure or resignation, revolutionary or submission, contradiction or passive acceptance, the real or the magical, the truth or the lie, Life or death. Which of all will be the path that I will finally choose to help me discover the truth of our existence? ... >>

 

My life was broken into a thousand pieces when I realized the shameless way in which they use advertising and letters, to distort or to affirm the beliefs of the people. But do not think that they are the owners of truth and science, I was also studying in a university and I'm going to put pure mathematics, letters and chemistry at the service of humanity. My heart is flooded with wild emotions and crazy and fleeting dreams, which will allow me to deny the pagans who lie to the people because in their dirty hearts has not been able to inhabit love.
It is not too late, I barely have the twenty years that are enough to understand that we are completely lost in the world of ambition without measure, in a world that does not respect the religious beliefs of others, however crazy they may be. How is it possible that the director of a civilized newspaper allows the publication of a caricature that ridicules the prophet that millions of humble men and entire nations adore and revere? ... How is it possible that a publisher like Jason Kaufman gets involved in a project of death in which the beliefs of men are assassinated, without having the scientific and true support of the facts? ...
I did not want to be a doctor, not a doctor of laws, I do not want to be an engineer of static and gray bridges, I do not want to be a link in the endless chain of workers in favor of the industry, I do not want to be a famous artist to whom everyone speaks with the Hypocrisy of convenience, I just want to be the philosopher who points out a new path for humanity that is totally wrong.

I have become a thinker who spends his days lying on the grass, contemplating the whimsical shapes of the indifferent clouds and ruminating the distaste for the existential void that has come to me, after having read the world-wide accepted novel that dishonors the faith of many. The world lets me appreciate the polarity and contrast of things. the beautiful women and the anguished men, the day and the night, the sad past and the discouraging future, the sweetness of a happy childhood and the bitterness of a sacred commitment with myself and with humanity. Everything revolves around the carousel of opposite extremes: the high and the low, the beautiful and the ugly, the truth and the lie. The lie? ... What is the lie? There are books that say that the Bible is a complete lie altered in favor of the rich, and the Parisians say that the Koran is another lie and all over the world arise the contradictors of the Vedas, the Talmud, the Bhagavad-Gita, the tripitaka , of the sutras and confusionist books ... Are shadows bad or is light good? Which is better, sweet or sour? Which color is more beautiful, the gray or the deep red of the blood of the poor men who die fighting in a holy war, in which they want to steal the oil? ... So were the questions that I asked in those days of restlessness, until Juan, the anthropologist from the University of Antioquia, who studied with me when we were kids, and to whom I had sent the book to analyze and give me an opinion, with a very original proposal, was reported. .
- First of all, I want to thank you for sending me this novel, and for keeping me in mind on such a thorny topic. I have also been very offended with the amount of lies, from the scientific point of view, that writes that man, but now I need to see the man who does not fear the Zionists or their immense fortunes, I need to see the man who does not he fears the darkness, he does not fear the beasts of the mountain, he never lost a fight with his schoolmates, he is not impressed by the falseness of the books written without the necessary research. I need to see the last brave man left in this area after the government killed the fools who were killed by a fist of land. I need to see the man who is capable of giving his life to defend humanity. I need to see the man who is able to discover the truth of our existences.

- Here it is! - exclaimed obfuscated at the words of the great anthropologist, which only served to stoke the fire that was consuming me inside - If you are doubting my courage, we bet that I am able to discover all the secrets that our existence contains, and, right there, we play our lives exploring the unknown, which is what the Zionists fear so much, because they do not believe in eternal life after death. My life is worth nothing without truths and if an Antioqueño is braver than me, I will face him, to reduce the population of those who do not deserve the air they breathe.
- Oh! What a gale! ... He who hears you will say that you are a true brave, of course today I bring the proof that will tell us if you have as much courage as you say.
- That's what I need - I said accepting what came. I need evidence to help me discover the meaning of our lives, because all religions are wrong and humanity is groping. Well ... What is it about?
- Dina Luz, my sweetheart and your platonic love, who, as you already know, is also an anthropologist, was collaborating with me in the analysis of the sacrilegious book you sent me, the Koran, the Bible, the trip taka, the Talmud, the Sutras and confusionist books and we have come to the conclusion that we need a partner in an adventure for the dignity of humanity, that we are going to undertake, and, that is where you enter to play the role of brave.
- How so a partner? ... What is this all about? ... - I asked, a little embarrassed that my friend knew that I was in love with his girlfriend.
- What happens is that the great religions of the world are commercial organizations, which are exploiting humanity in a chaotic world without direction, in order to control each and every aspect of daily life. I think that behind all this charlatanism there is a conspiracy against all humanity, to handle them with their deepest beliefs and then rob them of oil, gold, coal and even freedom. Since time immemorial we have been worshiping different gods of mud, gold and all the ways you want to imagine and that's why I convinced Dina Luz and I try to convince you to join me in an adventure that will lead us to discover the truth of our existence on earth.

On the mountain of "El Capiro", in the entire center of eastern Antioquia, there is an immensely rich sorcerer who recruits men for the cult of "Lucifer". That demon mercenary, in a well-known temple in the region, buys the souls of new visitors in exchange for immense amounts of money, which sellers can enjoy until the time comes to travel to the hell of eternal Zionism. We are going to go to that powerful witch and pretend that we sell our soul to dehumanized Zionism and, after we are empowered with an immense amount of gold, with that same fortune we will finance the company that will lead us to discover the hidden knowledge that That sorcerer dominates. When we are at the head of the almighty sorcerer, we can only use our intelligence as a defense mechanism and we will do everything in our power to penetrate the intricate paths of the magical star of the east, the metaphysical and the supernatural. We cannot remain resigned in Latin America, within these bodies that limit us materially, while others decide the future of our Gods, of international banking, of oil, of nuclear energy and speak of powers in the mind that move mountains, They bend spoons and produce atomic bombs. If there is another dimension in which the Zionists, the Yankees, the witches and the goblins live, we are going to try to be there, to be as immensely powerful as them and to build our universe from within. How about? - Juan asked me

 

- I, personally, am very restless and think about many things, even if they do not make sense, for example: What can three Latin Americans do before international Zionism and multimillionaire? ... I have not been able to understand how I have come to discover the immense projects of those secret societies, which will lead me to certain death and nothing more. I am trying to find the path that leads me to encounter the mental evolution that Jesus Christ had. I do not know if any man is going to be the avenger human chosen by the eternal unity to let him kill these ghoulish characters who claim to submerge the earth in a holy war, in which the only winners will be the Zionists who have neither land , or religion, because they do not have a heart. We all have a certain development in the path of evolution, although some behave like true irrational animals, which destroy entire peoples and trample the dreams of their brothers ... Each person has their own concerns and each one advances towards their own realization - I argued thinking about the proposal that my friend made me -, and that is why I am ashamed, with you, for having involved you in this company of death. I am trying to interpret the destiny that awaits us, but that is something that cannot be determined and, unfortunately, in this sacred mission we have very little chance of succeeding. We are going to run such great dangers, that I do not know if they can be interpreted in their true dimension. There is a world that is more or less understandable to us; the sincere love of the parents, the bright illusion of a companion with clear eyes, the mathematics of precise lines and points, the vehicles that allow us to pry into the depths of the sea and on the surface of the planets, the dreams of love that we they allow us to live in the harmony of an inner peace, and the natural laws that we are assimilating painfully, but ... What is behind those secret organizations that seek to control even the beliefs of the people? ... What is the hidden side of the things that the paisa’s sorcerers and the northern eagles handle? Is there something supernatural that guarantees continuity in the world of humble gods who do not protect the poor, or blacks, or ethnic minorities? Will we still be free after they control our beliefs? ...

There is only one horrible way of knowing it and that is what you propose, and I say horrifyingly because we will have to infiltrate the magical world of the Antiocheian witches, in the supernatural field of diabolical evil that absorbs bills, oil and entire peoples, in the terrible darkness of an unsuspected future where we will be punished for defending the humble human being who, when they hit him, put the other cheek. Life is difficult because we began to live influence by circumstances that have not been us, precisely those who have chosen them. It is difficult to be an American without being ambitious, selfish and ruthless. It is difficult to be an honest Colombian when easy money from drug trafficking is offered as a constant temptation. It is difficult to be an Israelite without land and without God, wanting to avenge men who did them great harm and who are already dead. It is difficult to be French when the ministry of culture supports works that destroy the religious identity of other peoples. It is difficult to be an Englishman when the money from his contributions is used to throw bombs of several tons on the sad eyes of a number of children in the desert, who did not know what was happening to them. This is life if we look at it in the macrocosm of countries with specific identities. What will be said if we stop to observe the children born in the home of a prostitute and a drug addict? What is the future? Of what will those poor creatures who did not have a single chance be guilty? Could it be that the black hand of the demon threw them into the dark face of this world of contrasts? ...
The questions remained in the air because, Juan, he was too interested in the anthropological research that was about to begin; he was excited about the adventure that was going to lead us to the truth of our existence, and while he explained to me that what we were going to do was a common practice among the shamans of the Colombian jungles, I began to meditate and yes, definitely, in life there are two opposite poles: light and darkness, hatred and love, war and peace, crime and repentance, order and disorder, writers who make the universe stagger with a string of lies disguised as enigmas and writers who write books full of love and forgiveness to get revenge. To which of these two sides do I belong? ... Why do I have to wallow in the mud of ignorance, if I would have liked to have clean hands and belong to the universe of the wise? ... << Do not go to think that prostitutes sell their body because they like it, they sell it out of necessity. >> - I said to myself, in the middle of my agitated thoughts - Which person do you want to see?

 

In that sea of ​​confusion my life was shaken from the moment I asked myself about the true meaning of my existence. Until that moment, in which I had the opportunity to start traveling in eternity along the path of scandalous and enigmatic ghost stories. From that moment I began to move forward, mentally, amid sacrileges, robberies, assassinations and international plots. I took the path that would lead us to live in the forbidden world, with the hope of arriving through evil, falsehood and hypocrisy, until the discovery of all the truths that imprison us and overwhelm us in this world that seems like a cage of punishment. The road was risky because we were going to face the Paisa’s sorcerers, one of the most powerful secret organizations in the world, but we were convinced of our immortality and the strength of our thoughts. We could be trapped in the fiery caverns of the hell of ignorance, but I did not care, because it is preferable to die seeking the truth than to live in a world of deceit and lies.
The idea of ​​the adventure of truth had worried me since we decided to sell the soul to the envoy of the sorcerers of the east.
I watched carefully the figure of Juan, my childhood friend. I looked closely at my partner and his face, his muscular chest, his flat belly, his light feet and his energy security seemed incredible to me. It seemed to me that any part of his body was a new doctrine; he breathed, emanated and lived truthfully. From his face emanated the light of wisdom, the tranquility of one who does not allow himself to be affected by the will of others, the calmness of one who knows everything in his essence, the peace of one who agrees with events and the love of others. Who discover that others are his brothers? He felt belonging to the unit. His head was surrounded by a special glow and his body was brimming with magic and light. That man was the closest thing to an angel. I had never admired and respected a man as much as I was doing with him, and yet I came away with the idea of ​​selling our soul to the devil, as if the supposed devil existed.

 

I spent all afternoon at Juan's side, listening to the plan that more than a plan was collective suicide. His perfect voice, quiet and sonorous, filled the atmosphere with calm. Juan taught me the origin of his security and showed me the way to turn all experiences into learning and happiness. His theory was clear and simple: The world is a paradise in peace and in the wisdom of eternal unity. The earth is full of good things; everything depends on the mental conception of what this or that situation is living. That man explained to me with his soft but firm voice, emphasizing the absolute faith that we should have in that macabre project. Repeating your knowledge with patience and perseverance. His voice sounded clear and calm, like a poem or like a stream of light that illuminated me inside.
It was already night when he finished programming what was planned. He stood looking into my eyes and said:
- I hope that this company will help you to write a book that, hopefully, will bring the truth to the rest of the universe.
The anthropologist was silent. He said goodbye with deep respect and looked at me with his eyes full of peace and kindness. I was left spellbound and started saying:
- I have had the honor of listening to your detailed plan and I hope that you will not be disappointed with the book that I intend to write with the summary of our unique adventure.
- Calm down, I trust your abilities - said my friend with kindness.
- I do not know if I'm making a mistake in wanting to clear a doubt that I had left, after what was said - I began to say with sincerity - but I do not want to embark on this mission without having quieted my spirit ... Do you allow me to do a few questions?
Of course! - Juan exclaimed politely.

 

- Respected friend, I was totally surprised by your strategy. Everything is perfectly clear. You show us the universe as an immense field of love in movement; a movement that is not interrupted in its causes and effects. Everything is like a puzzle of free will, free to praise the devils or the gods. It is like a polished diamond that on the side that looks at it gives off beautiful flashes of love, happiness, peace or war. It is very clear that in life there is nothing wrong. The unity of the universe, the perfect balance in everything that happens, the action and reaction of things and the inexhaustible source of love, happiness and happiness, which is our thought in life, have been very clear to us in your incredible plan to seek the truth, but, nevertheless, the ultimate goal is our wisdom. What we are going to be looking for and what we are going to find is not the destruction of the Zionists who lie, who are not all, but the strengthening of the religion of the intelligent, of our union and of our beliefs.
The greatest treasure that the sorcerer will give us is not his doctrine, but his essence, the inexplicable, his ability to become a bunch of bananas, a tree, a dog, or whatever he wants. We have to discover its magic, that which cannot become words that distort it; the same thing that Jesus did when he multiplied the loaves and fishes, when he walked on the water, that same love or force that you have lived in those moments of inspiration that lead you to give a piece of bread to the hungry ... I do not understand Why are there men who are bent on distorting our beliefs? Why do they immerse themselves in a millenary past, to try to confront art with religion? Why choose the dark path of evil, being that the love is more clear and advantageous? ... Excuse me for asking these silly questions.
Juan listened to me with great attention and with a kind voice, courteous and clear, he answered me:

 

- Your intellectuality allows you to understand a message that, unfortunately, can only be captured by advanced minds. In the world there are beings that have had problems of mental, physical and psychological structuring, which do not allow them to appropriate a message that would avoid the painful fate of stumbling against the walls of their ruined lives. My goal is not to fix the world, my goal is to point the way to people to finally understand the greatness of the human being.
- Do you have a special guide to show you the examples, to trace the routes you have to follow in life and make you feel safe on the road? ... - I exclaimed to see the turn that things had taken -. I have not tried to find mistakes in your theory and I am not doubting that you have achieved the maximum goal in love. You have found the eternity that gave you the knowledge of knowing that thought is everything, that its force is the universe and that its enemies cannot slander it, but have you found it by your own means, without following the teachings of a master? ... I think, respectable friend that it is necessary that we lean on a wise person, to help us in this adventure through a doctrine of love. We cannot communicate our plans to anyone; we cannot tell anyone how it feels when we are going to serve the great family of humanity that needs our help. Many would give a little happiness, others would teach them to behave with charity in the midst of perfect equilibrium, and all would take us to eternity, which is the only true goal that men pursue in our awareness of being part of the unity eternal That is what I thought and understood when I listened to your story, and for that reason I am going to take into account the words that you have given us and that from today will be the compass that will guide my destiny. I do not know if I am going to be eternal by your side, but what I do know is that this day I will never forget it, because in it I had the opportunity to share the beginning of a mission that will take us to recover the dignity of men.
- Wait a moment, Mateo, yes there is something special that guides me, that leads me and guides me in the dark moments, but it is not a book, nor a religion; it is a single word: Love. Love summarizes all the ideas of the Bible. Love synthesizes all the reasoning of the Qur'an. Love is the principle of all beliefs and the one who feels it perceives life in the heart. I have had many ideas, but they are very difficult to communicate ... Wisdom cannot be communicated, because by turning it into words, it becomes ridiculous, but the love of humanity will lead you to that wisdom that will teach you your own way. Love will lead us to destroy that deceitful Zionist who has slandered the people.
- That's true? - I asked a little disoriented.

 

 

- Clear! - Exclaimed my wise friend - Knowledge is communicable, but wisdom is not. To love is to be wise. Love destroys evil in one way or another, without firing at that subject. Love is lived, it encourages us, it works miracles. Love can be explained and taught, but it begins to be love when it is felt in the heart. There is only a completely pure feeling and that is love, because the rest is mediocre and combined, because it lacks integrity, roundness, authenticity. Love does not accept midpoints; or it is love or it is mediocrity; It is love or hypocrisy; It is love or it is false friendship; It is love or it is deceit. Our mission is love. The hypocrisy, the lie, the deceit and the falsity of novels that exude rancor and ambition, are fought with novels that distill love and friendship. The lies of false historians are fantasies that need time to be formed and developed, but, if we consider that time is relative, those feelings will stop being real to become pagan illusions that will quickly be forgotten. The world, dear friend, is perfect. The universe is perfect at all times. Every sin carries within itself forgiveness. In the liars, hypocrites and thieves, the saints hide. Everything is good. Everything that exists and happens is good. If we cancel time everything is past, present and future, at the same time. Everything is life and love. Everything is eternity. Everything is the ETERNA unit. Nothing can affect us in the unity of the world. The defeats are gains of experiences, the conclusions of the bad writers, strengthen the truths of our experiences. Sin does not exist. Nothing is bad, everything is good. This is how life and death must be, which our evolution to the fifth dimension is. Some feel the need for sin, voluptuousness, vanity, ambition and that is why we should not worry and despair fighting against those organizations that we want to change in a world that only expects us to love and we live it to pleasure. We are energía in a universo of energía. Se ha superado el límite máximo de caracteres permitidos

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We are the energy of fruits, minerals, animals. We are apple, calcium and animal proteins. We are everything and everything is our universe. We are universe. We are eternal. The stones become the dust that makes up the earth that fertilizes the plants; the plants give the fruits that become chickens and pigs; the pigs feed the men and the men die and bury them near the mango tree that bears fruit and return to the table of men. The water nourishes the seeds so that life grows, but I do not venerate it because it may be that, some day, that water may be my body, or an animal; I venerate it because that water is gull and air for a long time; I venerate it because it's everything from always. Everything is the eternal love of supreme wisdom. Water, earth, air, are parts of us; that's what I like and I think it's worthy of admiration. Friend, we can love an animal, a tree, a river. They are things that can be loved until they disappear; when they disappear and transform into other things, only the experience of that love remains throbbing. Dear bad writer, love is action and small details do not matter; If the grail was gold or wood, if Opus Dei is flagellated or not flagellated, what matters is the love, knowledge, bread and candy that Opus Dei delivered into my own hands when I was just a child starving. Thank you brother Andrés, thank you brother Carlos, wherever you are, for having calmed the hunger of an entire family that today has a representative in the mission that will recover your honor.
- Dear anthropologist - I said to clarify something - love is not just a term. Love is a thought.
No, friend, love is a feeling, love is surrender, love is joy, love is happiness, love is life, and love is the mission that will defend humanity throughout the world. Explaining love is a task for the great philosophers. I am only interested in being able to love the universe, I am only interested in the happiness I experience when contemplating the joy felt by all the beings that produce admiration and respect.

- Now I understand it - I argued without being convinced at all -. Does not the contemplation of the world and myself, with love and respect, seem a bit selfish? ... All religions forbid us to bind our hearts with the love of the earthly.
- I know - Juan wrote -, but those theories are just words. I prefer charitable works, I prefer the sacrifice that religions have when helping their fellow men. It is impossible that they do not know love, after all of them have dedicated themselves to favoring their neighbor. I believe that it is a misinterpretation of the words by those who do not know these religions.
We remained silent for a few minutes, how waiting for a conclusion ...
- I thank you, friend, that you have analyzed me the novel of the Zionists and that you have invited me to participate in your search for the truth. Thank you for having offered me your thoughts; They are a bit revolutionary, but I trust that they will do a lot of good for humanity. I hope you continue living that peace and that strength, when we are facing the antichrist of the new millennium. I am furious with those who have slandered my life and I hope to have your strength and your security in our company.
- The anthropologist remained silent; He looked at me very calmly and I fixed my eyes on his face with curiosity and longing.
The faithful friend stared at me and smiled.
- Come to my side - invited me safely - Come to me and I need you to put all your faith, so you look at my eyes carefully, please!
My friend's face disappeared in a flash of light. Many faces began to move; a row of faces and energies as in the videos; all were transformed, renewed continuously and at the same time remained the same. That man was mollusk, fish, batrachians, reptile, ape, man, son, father, grandfather, family, avenger and saint. Everything was changing and I did not perceive death anywhere. There was no time. All the figures were changeable, but they retained the essence and strength of my friend the anthropologist. That look filled me with energy and in that moment I began to see everything clear and I understood what the immensity of that thought was. From my mind you could not erase the wonderful smile of that being. A serene smile, exquisite, fine, kind, friendly and intelligent. At that moment I knew it. So smile those who have realized the eternity of our Lives.

 

Convinced of the relativity of time and space, I remained contemplating the reality that was reflected in the eyes of my friend, to reveal the eternity of UNIVERSE made man. From that clarity I learned everything there was to know about existence and I rejoiced at the love I had given in life; because at that time it was the most sacred and valuable.
The eyes of my dear friend looked at the ground and in his serene face shone the tranquility of a soul in peace with the universe.
- Hopefully this mission will serve for the evolution of your consciousness! - John invoked, calmly - What our goals are fulfilled! ... Do you think that these thoughts can serve the simple men who suffer daily? Will we be able to clear a little the shadows of ignorance and fanaticism that so overwhelm the world?
- That is one of my goals - I replied enthusiastically - That men prepare to create and give love that will promote the happiness of all! Have a new alternative to judge, choose or reject what you want! ... We, the thinkers, seek the power of wisdom and from now on I am one of your disciples, because my soul has attained tranquility, redemption and rest when knowing the way. Now I have the truth of our existence and that makes me more important, because I carry within me the legacy of perfect knowledge.
With an immense smile and sincere kindness, that great anthropologist fixed his eyes on my eyes and said goodbye with a handshake.
- You are the ally that I have long needed - recognized my dear friend -. You master the art of writing and with your help this message will fly like an enchanted seagull.
The anthropologist followed the path and his smile and his clear voice were engraved forever in my mind.

 

<< His look, his smile, his way of walking and his way of speaking are special - I thought admired - hopefully one day I can look and smile in that same way. I believe that only looks and walks like this, a person who has climbed very high on the path of wisdom. I am also going to try to progress on that path. >>
My great friend had given me a whole package of knowledge and sacred images, which had helped me to find the meaning of this life that is definitely very beautiful.
There are no absolute truths and everything is the reflection of what you want to see, therefore, I do not want to influence anyone with the clear and free thinking of my confident friend, nor do I pretend to excuse myself for the cold reality of a story, which more than A story is a mission to find the path that all humanity has lost in its multiple mistakes.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER NUMBER TWO

 

This was the beginning of the plans I started with Juan and, honestly, I was impressed and stuck in his concepts. At that time I visited the library of the University of Antioquia every day. Most of the anthropologists of that cloister were my friends and we were almost always together. They were restless and disoriented young people in the middle of one of the most violent societies in the world. In that group of friends, Juan always campaigned, since he was a child, he was my best friend, and the next day I met him at the university and he said:

 

 

- This adventure of us, began with the reading of a bad book, which criticized one of the religions that men have invented through history, but we created the concern and led us to understand that there are many mysteries without resolve and we are going to clarify them so that life costs us. What do you think of Mateo?
- I find it very interesting - I answered with courage, without being able to separate Dina Luz from my mind, the beautiful woman who would be our companion in the adventure proposed by my friend. She was a tall, elegant, sensual woman, very sweet and with a sculptural body. The fun was assured with the pleasure of the unknown and with the spectacular look of that special woman. Too bad she was my best friend's fiancée, because she was an excellent woman.
Dina Luz was a very beautiful anthropologist, she had great clear eyes and a spectacular body, it was the admiration of the faculty of social sciences and I never imagined that her calm spirit would allow her to be investigating in holy wars, in magic things and in roads to the other side of death. She was my platonic love since I met her and Juan knew it before she was his girlfriend. For some time, the mere fact of meeting this beautiful princess, gave me a delicious impression. My heart was beating wildly and my skin was bristling. I fell in love with her from the first moment I saw her. Everyone knew that I loved her and my feeling did not manage to dissolve into oblivion, before Juan invited me to share this adventure in which I will remain a long time by his side, aspiring the fragrances of his exquisite femininity. The first time I met her was in a fashion show in Envigado, my beloved town, in that place you could play billiards, you could enter the world of virtual reality, you could drink and eat what you wanted. In the background, in a completely separate place, a very modern disco was functioning; the most beautiful girls in the area came to that establishment and she, of course, went there. The first day I saw her, she wore a dress that was made of a very soft fabric and in her innocent fall she allowed to appreciate the immensity of her juicy and vibrant hips. The magic of the light green of her dress contrasted with the golden tone of her cheerful legs. She was a wonderful child; his smile filled the atmosphere with joy and his playful cries attracted the attention of the boys who got distracted playing pool. I, that distant day, was sitting at the bar enjoying the cold sensation of a soda with ice. I looked at her and I could not imagine the great feeling that was going to grow in my heart. The perfection of his face and manners, the joy of his heart and the spontaneity of his words, the fragility of his body and the perfect beauty of his hands, were the summary of the special woman with whom I always dreamed. Only the closeness of his body and the kindness of his smile were enough, before a timid compliment that I launched him on that first occasion, to drive my mind crazy and start dreaming always with her. We were friends but the distance and the difference of our commitments took us away irremediably, until the moment my friend informed me that he was his girlfriend. I never imagined that he was going to invite her to participate in the difficult adventure. The memory of that beautiful angel never disappeared from my mind; his image got into my blood and into every cell of my body from the first moment I met her. In my days of solitude I looked with my eyes, everywhere, that beautiful creature that always had me spellbound.
A few days after I met her, I found her in that same establishment and she greeted me as if we were old friends. Time passed and one Saturday, at night, I found her on Juan's arm in the nightclub. I was amazed that he liked hobbies as rough as going dancing and drinking beer to a record. That night she was radiant and her beauty made her contrast deliciously with the widespread machismo of that place. Juan left her alone in the improvised stands to watch the dance of the professionals and went to the place where I was and, shaking my hand, greeted me with effusiveness.

- Hello friend ... But what luck yours! - I exclaimed admired.
- What happened?
- What luck to be next to that woman! - I said with boldness.
- Are you in love with my girlfriend, or what?
- No - I said without losing control of the situation - but I would like to be his friend.
- Come I present it to you. Although I know you're dying for her.
I felt a little afraid of that situation, but I started walking with determination. Hoping to be his friend, I felt strong enough to undertake everything, with the will to conquer the world.
We reached her side and she greeted me with kindness, while hugging her boyfriend in the back, as if to mark the difference between the two. At that moment I knew that I was going to suffer a lot for that woman, because I wanted her to give me her friendship and to give me a little of that love that had belonged to my friend for a long time.
So I am passionate and I am not ashamed, because it is fortunate that the imagination fills my senses with poetry and that the desires of my body make me shudder to the last corner of my soul, before falling into the void of mediocrity.
That night I would have accepted the happy death, to end that secret suffering. I wanted to talk to her, but I had to be very discreet not to offend my dear friend.
Surely she imagined my feelings, because at every moment she stared at me. I would lower my eyes and blush without knowing what to say.
Dina Luz watched the show as distracted and my friend said:
- Dina, have you noticed the agitation that your presence causes in this poor boy?
- I think, rather, that he is bored in this place.
- No ... Honestly, I had never felt so nervous next to a woman - I argued, to continue with the game my friend had started -. Miss, you make me tremble from head to toe.
- Do not tell lies, for I know that you are an intellectual who does not fall in love with anyone. My friends said that you are a bookworm.
I felt very bad with that comment, but I could control my anger.
- It has been a pleasure for me to have greeted you. I'm leaving so you can be alone and thank you for your friendship - I told them and without accepting Juan's invitation for me to stay by his side; I went to the other side of the stands to continue enjoying the show. A new demonstration of professional dance was going to begin and everybody occupied the bleachers.
Juan advanced with difficulty until where I had gone to stop.

 

- What happened? - He said when he sat next to me - You did not like my girlfriend, or what?
- What did she say when I left? - I asked like an idiot.
- She became serious and your attitude seemed very strange. He gave the impression that you lack elegance and education.
- That's fine - I argued feigning tranquility -. You are a class apart and you deserve each other. I do not want to get involved in your affairs.
-. Stop being so childish and try to be a good friend of her. Do not listen to women's words, because they never measure the scope of what they say. Convince yourself that the only thing they can give us is their company and their beauty - said Juan, wishing that his girlfriend and I were good friends without imagining that a long time later we were going to embark together in the most diabolical of adventures.
The brutal dance began, the fans' screaming did not let us continue talking and Juan left. I do not remember anything that happened on that night. The only thing I remember was the immense beauty of that wonderful woman who looked at me with her smiling eyes.
After all, he had never given up Dina Luz's friendship. I considered that I had acted with immaturity in falling in love with that beautiful stranger and I swore to myself that I would try to forget that woman who was an alien and who did not agree with my way of being.
I kept thinking for a long time and without being able to avoid it, I noticed the specialty of the behavior she had with Juan, and I, unable to resist the strained situation of that night, I went away in search of my humble and warm home.
From that day I met her in many places, and I always admired her energy and I felt the overwhelming emotion that was stirring in my chest, but I always kept silent.
A few months went by without seeing it anywhere, and the impression and the memory slowly began to be erased from my spirit. I worked a lot and study, fun, sports and commitments, replaced that admiration for indifference and when I thought about it for some reason, I insisted on seeing it as one of those illusions that tend to be born when one is young and of which one he does not remember when the days have passed.

 

However, when my friend, after reading the book I sent him, proposed the mission of dignity at his side, I understood that he was still in love with her and I felt that feeling was stronger than ever, when comparing the exquisiteness of That wonderful woman with the limitations and complexes of the last women I had at my disposal. I was safer and calmer than before, and I wanted to meet Dina Luz to greet her and contemplate her beautiful eyes.
I felt very happy with the next adventure that we were going to undertake, with the great love that was reborn in my heart for the beautiful girl and with the opportunity we would have to find our way to infinity.
Two or three days passed and one afternoon when I was in the town park, after the preparations for the search for dignity, I met Dina Luz when I was standing in line at a public telephone and she, with great emotion, hugged me and he squeezed me a kiss on the cheek that brushed my lips and, between smiles and looks of interest, he told me excitedly that he was very happy to participate in that great adventure with his two best friends. I felt a little uncomfortable with that situation, but the question had come up and although we were always and I was surprised by his specialty with me, I never imagined that behind that exotic and beautiful face was hiding the terrible fate that had prepared us Satan.
The excursion was prepared.
We gathered everything necessary and on the afternoon of June 6, 2116, Juan and Dina Luz arrived at my house. She came back just as attractive and just as special. I could not help but remember that he was always too kind to me and in my soul and in my mind the conflict that I had tried to forget was reborn.

Juan gave the orders and explained everything, as if he were an accomplished sorcerer in the practices of black magic. We were sitting in the garden of my house. Everything was ready. In a bag we had a black cat, a bottle with sulfuric acid, a pack of caustic soda, a pound of sulfur and in a shoe box we heard the bat of the bat that we captured in the baths of the pool of the major seminary of Christ the priest . On one side, in a plastic bag, rested the fourteen bones of the fingers of the right hand of an anonymous dead man, to whom we desecrated the tomb. We also had a chandelier, with the Christ totally covered by a black handkerchief, a flashlight and next to all that, in a bag of raw cloth, the nails, the hair and the spider webs were soaked with saliva from the three of us, the participants in the rite with which we were going to sell the soul to the Zionist devil. We all told stories that were a bit exaggerated, but in the depths of our hearts we were clear about the purpose for which we were going to perform that macabre act. I kept silent because in my mind was clearly defined the mission I was pursuing with that creepy adventure. I wanted to discover the truth of our existence on earth, I wanted to protect the dignity of men and I wanted to find the path that would take us away from all the lies that pedophiles had been governing us for two thousand years and I wanted to prove myself, that there was nothing more powerful than the faith of humble and simple people like us. I was not quite sure of the existence or non-existence of witchcraft and those diabolical powers of paisas sorcerers, but there was only one way to prove it and it was penetrating its base structures, to learn to fly from within. I liked adventure as an adventure, and I loved the company of Dina Luz, who was the sweetest, most tender and most interesting woman I had ever seen in my life. She put the touch of romanticism and a new and unsuspected interest in the matter. I also wanted to travel with Juan, through that world of fantasies and superstitions that anthropologists handled.

My inner security allowed me to play with the beliefs of my two frightened friends and I began to enunciate the list of things that we were going to ask the devil, as if it were an anticipated agreement.
- Dear Satan, we: Dina Luz, Juan and I, commit ourselves to be faithful worshipers of evil, deceit, hypocrisy, ambition and all other acts that allow us to be accepted by the repudiated devil of the underworld. Ensuring that we will always remain faithful to him and to the evil shadows of perdition, weeping and anguish that our hands touch. We swear that we will spend the rest of our lives enjoying the orgies of unlimited sex, liquor, gluttony, drugs and violence. We will also destroy love and replace it with the tears of mothers, who will never see children who will take refuge in satanic sects and prostitution. We swear that we will fill the world with innocent tears and pain, if you grant us the pleasure of having money, fast cars, beautiful women, dreamed mansions, luxurious clothes, liquors and exquisite meals. None of us wants to live a long and boring life like that of monks; we want to live intense lives and die young. Our souls will be yours the moment our dreams are fulfilled. As proof of the above, we testify with our voluntary presence.
At the end of the crazy commitment, I was waiting for the applause of my companions in the crusade. Anyway, they had been the ones who got me into the story, however, my two friends remained silent as if frightened.

 

 

- You are able to fulfill what you have said?
- Clear! - I answered enthusiastically with the fantasy.
- Can you swear before God?
That question gave me great joy because Juan, in the middle of his fear, was letting me take the lead.
- Which God? ... Juan, are you delayed or what? ... There is only an eternal unity of wisdom and if we are going to invoke the hidden forces, it is because we want to be part of it and its advantages, because if No, what is the objective? ... Of course, if the two Anthropologist pigeons are scared, then we leave this and go to take refuge in the skirts of our mothers' mothers. What do you say? What do you think, beauty? - I told my idolized love, unable to look away from his beautiful face. I was radiant with happiness, because I was going to have the opportunity to be next to my golden dream. Dina Luz was the most intelligent, bravest and most interesting woman I had ever met.
The questions remained floating in the air and I had to intervene so that the project did not go under.
- That silence makes me suppose that they agree, then they will repeat with me the following words - I said to continue with the talk - I swear by Beelzebub, father of all hell ...
- I swear by Beelzebub, father of all the hells - they repeated completely frightened -, that if it gives us unlimited power and satisfactions - They repeated -, we will be their slaves for all eternity, in pain, anguish and despair. We swear by putting the lives of our mothers, fathers and brothers as a guarantee. We swore.
They looked at each other as if frightened and, to follow the current of my unusual joke, they repeated everything at the letter. From that moment I appropriated the situation and snatched the cursed book of witchcraft, which rested in the hands of the frightened Juan who did not dare to protest.
We all began to show an unusual value and on the afternoon of that Friday thirteen fateful, analyze what happened.

 

I thought that Dina Luz would desert when we started to penetrate the darkness of the mountain, but it was not like that. We raised the pot in which we were going to cook the cat and we also loaded with the bat and the other things. I took the lead and without saying goodbye to anyone, I advanced at a great pace.
- Do not run so much, Mateo, we have a long time before it is midnight - said Dina Luz completely sure of herself.
Juan walked in silence and I could not falter, although I sensed that this joke would lead us to destruction; We were three proud boys with a hellish idea. The afternoon began to fall and the darkness made the landscape gloomy. To my right Dina Luz walked in silence and Juan followed us a little behind. I found some bushes that blocked the road and I felt joy because that was, surely, the apology that my friends were waiting to give up the macabre company, but it was not like that. Juan stepped forward and with the machete opened the road in a few minutes. I continued walking in front of the expedition and soon after I had to turn on the flashlight because the night had fallen with its complete darkness. Dina Luz hurried a little and when she was by my side she took me by the arm and said:
- Why do not you take off that crucifix that you have hanging on your neck and boots the psalm of the Catholic parchment that protects you? ...
- True! - exclaimed flooded with courage at the ironic question that made me that angel and shouted at the top of my lungs, tearing the Christ from my chest - Dear Beelzebub, father of the night and of the desperate tears, I am detaching myself from the despised crucifix, as proof that we march with courage towards the total destruction of our souls. Guaranteeing that if you grant us the favors already requested, at any time, and depending on the quality and quantity of your services, you will be able to dispose at your will of our dirty and sinful souls.

 

 

I kept silent and then I looked at my scared, platonic love, who was throwing another scroll in the same place where his boyfriend and I threw him. She did not say anything, but her hand gripped my arm with a huge force. I wondered what they were thinking. If I had opened my mouth and told them that everything was a joke on my part, surely they would laugh and we would end the dangerous adventure, but my lips closed without saying a word.
- What's going on? - I asked Dina Luz, who looked at me wanting to say something. - What do you want?
- Nothing important, I wanted to propose that each one make a request for punishment before the powerful of perdition, if our hearts want to reveal themselves to this adventure for human dignity.
- Yeah right! - I exclaimed emboldened before the deep look of that wonderful woman - The three of us, organizers of this satanic expedition, we voluntarily commit ourselves to receive the punishment of the corporal invalids, of the irremediable condemnation of our souls and of all the tortures, all powerful devil, that you want to apply to us, if one of us makes the mistake of giving up the project that we have started a long time ago. As a record we will repeat in chorus: "We become worthy of the punishment and pain that you want to impose us, prince of darkness, if one of us renounces the powerful kingdom of the beast - I said, while they repeated without forgetting Not a single word -. I testify, in the name of those who have repeated these words, that if anyone fails to comply with the agreement, he will be entitled to diseases such as epilepsy, madness and AIDS. So be it, great Beelzebub. "
We continued walking in the midst of the impenetrable darkness and nobody showed signs of repentance. The road was made difficult by the large amount of loose stones and the irregularity of the terrain. The heat rose to our faces and thick beads of sweat slid down our foreheads. Our breathing became difficult and fatigue appeared in our legs, which refused to continue the rapid ascent. We stopped every twenty or thirty meters to take a breath and rest the muscles that were already beginning to ache from the effort. None said anything and I thought that they must also be thinking about the thousands of nonsense that was crossing my heated brain. << Really, I am very scared. Each person owns the words that he stops saying, but he is the slave of all the ideas he has reached to pronounce. I am facing the beliefs that have guided men in the last two thousand years, and I am going to bear the burden of a responsibility that acquires unsuspected limits, as we move towards the big dragon, the ancient murderous serpent, also called devil or Satan. >>
We walked in silence and, suddenly, I gave myself to add more fuel to the fire to scare my love and ...
- Repeat with me - I ordered my frightened companions -, we are going to fornicate, we are going to kill, we are going to steal, we are going to destroy religions and make many curses for which we will never ask forgiveness from the God of simple men and, if we do so, in the midst of a repentance, hopefully not come, as punishment we will be converted into stone or ice demons. Demons that cannot see, hear, walk or feel.
My great love and my friend repeated in each of the breaks, although they knew that they were getting into a trap of fire, brimstone and sadness.
Without thinking much, we came to a house that was in the middle of huge pines and eucalyptus trees. The doors of the humble dwelling were painted a dark color like that of dried blood. I, showing my courage, asked aloud:
- Is this the palace of the feared Beelzebub? ...
No one answered. We only listened to the song of the crickets and the fluttering of a bird that woke up with our presence. Inside the ranch the light of a torch was lit, which illuminated the beginning of the path of our perdition. The other lights went on, one by one, as if by magic and in the corridor appeared a man covered with a purple cloak, like that of a priest. He looked at us in silence and the brightness of his immense blue eyes covered us with the assurance of being talking to a serious person.
- Come in, boys, I've been waiting for you for a long time. Welcome. My name is Mephistopheles and I am delighted that the prophecy of the great beast 666 of the new century is fulfilled - he told us with a marked paisa accent.

 

We were all impressed, imagine a very blond man like a German taken from one of the breeding places that Hitler projected to improve the purity of the race; He was tall, blond, strong and with piercing blue eyes that continued to shine in the dark as if they had their own light. He was dressed with the same elegance that kings wore in antiquity. On his fingers shone the rings that supported immense rubies and in his throat a chain of solid gold held a Christ, adorned with emeralds and diamonds, which was hung upside down. His shirt was white, long sleeved and wore carefully made trousers. Everything betrayed him, something that made him very special. The strength of his arms made us think of the rough workings of the field, which had surely forced him to develop his incredible muscles. His clean, polished face ended in a chin that any movie artist would have envied. His teeth were so perfect and his lips were so full that it was nice to look at him. It seemed an international model that was offered before the eyes of our enchanted companion, who did not take his eyes off, as if enraptured, which aroused deep jealousy in my heart. With his forehead illuminated and with his real manners, he enveloped us in the magic of his personality, making us feel a great affection for his warm voice and his deep gaze. That show made us think more about Jesus Christ than about the devil himself. The calm of a priest reflected in the calm attitude he took before our decapitated proposals, announced the wisdom of a genius. It was impossible to surprise that man, who seemed to read the most hidden thoughts of our calculating brains. The refinements of the highest social class and the wisdom of the greatest of our scientists, concentrated on the serenity of that manly face. Everything was under his control, even our emotions that rested under the tranquilizing gaze of those two big, transparent blue eyes. In that face we were reading the intelligent tranquility of a God who controlled everything, or the proud serenity of a man who, after having carefully studied humanity, knew everything. The most beautiful of women, surely, would have fallen under the charms of that blond and muscular God, and so did our adorable companion who looked at him without being able to hide the brightness of desire in his eyes; which bothered me deeply. I was jealous of the charms of that beau who was stealing my silly friend's girlfriend, without him noticing. In those moments we could not see the difference between Jesus Christ, Muhammad or Krishna and Mephistopheles. His forehead reflected the light of supreme power and in his smile the sinister ironies of sin and the corruption of the soul were shaken. Putting together all the sorrows and all the joys, it could be said that this man had already enjoyed all the pleasures and that he had already endured all the disgraces of our human life. Our hearts were shaken by the presence of a sorcerer who never imagined it that way. That subject lived as in a dimension different from ours. His peace reflected the tranquility of the one who has no pleasures because he has already killed all his illusions. The sorcerer remained silent; immobile and secure like a statue of the most polished ivory. His immense blue eyes, which sheltered us with the luminosity of his amazing spiritual peace, seemed to reveal to us all the secrets of the truths that we sought to find in that mysterious enclosure. That was the picture we are observing, when we awoke from the spell that had forced us to stay, more than five minutes, contemplating the clean image of our new teacher in the labyrinths of black magic. If we had stayed as if spellbound, if for a moment the ideas of carnal pleasure and sense enjoyment crossed our minds, if we had kept silent before a man we once thought a con man, everything was due to the orientation we had given to our lives, trying to discover the true meaning of the natural things that were said to be handled by paisas sorcerers. That place was magical and our mission was losing the battle. I thought of the scrolls with Psalm 91 that supposedly protects Catholics and I felt a great sorrow when I remembered that, in the middle of the jokes, my friends and I had thrown them out. The atmosphere was submerged in a rare gloom where only the natural light of that golden God shone.

 

 

The impact that that environment caused us, was only comparable to the happiness of a true love or the delight that causes a prolonged orgasm. That meeting took place in Colombia, on a hill called "El Capiro"; cradle of witches, scares and mysteries that were never understood by the humble inhabitants of the place. Land Antioquia in which always prevailed the generalized taste for the roads that lead the simple minds, to dispute the space with the Gods and the Devils. Students of anthropology and scared defenders of human dignity, we were breaking the delicate cellophane that separated us from the things that are only handled with the universal energy of the white or black Gods. Declared admirers of disbelief, disciples of Nietzsche, Schopenhauer and Jules Verne, we wanted to make a journey, not to the center of the earth or to the surface of the cold moon, but to the very center of reason and the power of the mind. We only obeyed those romantic fascinations that he gives to outstanding humans, the challenge of power monopolized by the gods. We were trembling before the light of the sorcerer's eyes, agitated by the suspicion of immense power, and we felt an emotion very similar to what men must have felt in the presence of Picasso, Einstein, Napoleon, Hitler, Gandhi, and Jesus Christ, Muhammad, Buddha, Krishna and many others. Men clothed with genius, covered with fame in their successes and their mistakes.

 

- Dear young people, do you want to enter the fifth dimension of absolute power? - the sorcerer asked us politely, with a manly voice that had something sacred about it and, without waiting for an answer, crossed the corridor and lit the last torches that hung on the columns of the rustic cabin. Before the light that illuminated the entire environment, we forgot the fantasy of the first moments and we became normal again, recognizing in that man a paisa of flesh and bone like us. Absolutely normal, without anything spooky, nothing super natural and more dark than we had seen at first. The sweetness of his voice, the soft serenity of his face and the elegance of his movements, immediately influenced our altered spirits. The atmosphere was filled with the delicious aroma of incense and despite the absence of magic, we continue very comfortable with our company, the eyes of that man became dark but still attractive and his forehead still emanated a very special glow. The serene simplicity of that adorable man promised a refuge as great and as warm as that offered by the Catholic religion or any other religion. That man seemed to be the representation of Jesus Christ, Krishna, Muhammad or Buddha; It was the translation of the Gospel, the Koran, the Bhagavad-Gita, the Confucian books, the tripitaka, in peace and in the security of the life of a wise man who seemed to say with his calm smile: << I am the resurrection and the life ... >> We were completely lost and my heart skipped a beat, to perceive the deception of a devil who appeared to us as a very special being.
The wise man examined the face of his three unexpected clients with a sweet glance. Surely he missed our unusual value.
- What are the disappointments that drive them to put their souls into play? ... What forces them to break the pleasant routine of a simple life?

- That is precisely what is killing us - I said, driven by the mistrust that this wonderful man gave me -. If we wish to remain in the jail of the routine that kills and the simplicity that anguish, we would not be before you, to guide us in the majestic flight of the paisa’s that fly wrapped in fireballs. We want to be real eagles in the universe that the crows compete with the chattering magpies. We want to know the truth of our existences and have a lot of money.
- To have a lot of money for what if they are very young? ... Have they marginalized them from the upper social class or have they forced them to sing in the parks to earn their food? ... Have they been stung by the terrible creature of the ambition or has the terrible evil of existential emptiness invaded them? ... Rather, what encourages them to jump into the dark abyss of the unknown?
- Do not believe that our hearts are moved by the vulgar passions that disappoint ordinary men - said the beautiful Dina Luz, as offended -; we are special beings, who question ourselves with supernatural things and with the true objective of our lives. What is our destiny? Why live a difficult life to understand? Why so many dream of greatness and so much weakness in our ephemeral bodies? ... What does this lapse of time mean in our lives, when Einstein with a simple equation made us understand that everything is relative? We want to evolve, to learn ...
- I understand! I understand! - exclaimed the sorcerer with the brightness of intelligence in their eyes - Without being committed to what I am going to say, I want to propose a deal with absolute wisdom and eternal unity. Do you want to lead a life by the road of triumph and happiness without measure, which we enjoy the Paisa sorcerers of the star of the East?

 

- Yes sir. - We all answered in chorus, infected by the capacity of suggestion that our interlocutor had and visualizing the goal of being involved in this powerful organization.
- Do you want to find the path that will lead you to discover the true objective of their lives? ... If you want to know the reason for your existence and how to travel through the wonderful and unimaginable paths of happiness and happiness, then you have chosen well - the kind gentleman prophesied -. From this precise moment they have to make the idea that the world is composed of contradictory but true forces. Darkness and light, movement and rest, man and woman, the positive and the negative. The good is good and the bad is good too. If they lose and have a well-formed thought, the obstacles will become learning and the incalculable gain of the experience. I know the laws that will take you on the straight path of triumph. I dominate white magic and black magic, which is the dark side of the world that the mediocre have split in two. Rather, the universe is an eternal unity in which everything is allowed and equal. I believe in the love of Jesus Christ, I believe in Muhammad, I believe in Buddha, I believe in Krishna, because they are gods originated in the imagination of men, frightened by loneliness, but eager for love. I do not believe in the laws of a society of force. I only believe in the unlimited power of the Paisa’s that we are a superior race. The mind is the universe and we dominate it. I believe in the eternal unity that you and I are.
- Do you think that there are superior men who know how to control and manage international banking and dominate the freedom of the others who work for them? - Juan asked, as if to question the above.

- Yes! Clear! - the sorcerer said with confidence, although I could not understand the meaning of that silly question, which was endangering our redemptive mission - You three, are those special beings who want to find the unknowns of life and in which it goes to fulfill, today June 6, two thousand and sixteen, the wonderful prophecy with which the bible and Nostradamus announced the coming of the antichrist, the 666 that will be closely related to one of you, regardless of sex or age. You will travel the path of pain and despair and the wonderful rose of the paisa’s will emerge, which will have five petals and an immense future. You are already prepared to celebrate the birth of the true antichrist that will transcend Jesus Christ and his defective Catholic church that represses and hinders the progress and peace of humanity, however, I will give you the key that you have earned yourself get here, I do not know how? ... And they will fulfill a mission that they still insist on denying. Without forcing them to give me anything in return, without shocking them or giving them a single ticket, without offering them anything in gold or wealth, I am going to make them rich, powerful and famous like all the presidents who have collaborated with the peace process in Colombia; behaving like real paisa’s.
We all fell silent and the warlock went to a closet and took out a criptex of polished black marble. He handed it to me and my companions were amazed at the beauty and brightness of the device. Then he took out a little bone with a piece of skin tied and ...
- Watch carefully - said Mephistopheles with enthusiasm, while bringing the talisman next to one of the torches -. Look at this sacred cat bone, tied with a piece of the stuffed wings of a bat of the night.

 

We were all surprised at the luminosity of the tiny bone; that talisman gave off light as if it were a phosphorescent object. We approached the talisman that was going to save us from perdition and despair, and mentally I mocked that naive man who offered us the magical object that nobody dared to touch. A second later, I became very curious and I, taking it in my hands, approached it so that my colleagues could appreciate it. It had the natural texture of a bone, although we did not know the origin of the interior light. Mentally we all tried to explain to us that strange luminosity and timidly presented our occurrences about the phenomenon, to which Mephistopheles, by all answers, smiled kindly. That smile of superiority made us believe that we were being the victims of one more joke, of the paisa’s sorcerers. I could not stand the bewilderment and I wanted to untie the knot that squeezed the huesillo for the whole half.
- No, no - the man warned with strength. That is the union that synthesizes all the power of Antioch wizards over the world.
- Ah! ... - I exclaimed - That is the bond that will absorb our mental energy and then multiply it to infinity.
- Yes, it is something more or less like this - Mephistopheles argued, making a movement with his hands, which clarified us more ideas than he could have given us with his words -. As you are the daring ones who want to capture the truth behind our lives in Antioquia witchcraft, today, and first of all, I am going to reveal to you the greatest secrets that Antioch matrons have managed to compile in their life of meditation and recollection . He turned around and from a drawer extracted some scrolls that were so luminous and well written that they looked like documents issued by English royalty. That's when he gave me the postulates of the religion of the intelligent. There was no ceremony and none of us noticed very much what they had written those scrolls of skin. Dina Luz received me the skins, she looked at them, and then she put them in my pocket without noticing how important it would be for us.

 

 

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- Those letters are the summary of the philosophy of life paisa, those letters are the summary of the religion of the intelligent. If they are worthy of understanding and practicing it, they will not have the need to make agreements with the devil or with God, because everything will be granted to them.
We all look like disappointed. We were going to change the soul for the riches that we needed to bring the truth of our existence all over the world and that man gave us all the secrets of the sorcerer’s paisa’s completely free.
- Look, sir, we did not come here to receive a marble "criptex" and some scrolls full of wise knowledge, we came in search of vibrant and diabolical adventures. We want spooky adventures that make us feel alive and fill us with money - said Juan.
The man opened his eyes as understanding our tastes and then began to say something that I did not understand very well.
- Nobody knows why prophecies, superstitions and beliefs originate, and no one knows if behind them there really is a fabulous power that forces us to immerse ourselves in the mysticism of saints or demons. For example, there is a prophecy that said that after the year two thousand, the Catholic church was going to be very threatened by the antichrist that was going to destroy it completely. The prophecy also says that a humble man from Latin America will arrive, with a new philosophy, which will expose all the sins of the church and that is the reason for my stay in this sacred place, because the witches from Antioquia thought that the successor of Juan Pablo first was going to be the Colombian Cardinal Darío Castrillón, but no. It happens that the new pontiff was an Argentinean equal of sinner to all the others. So from today, they can have the collection of knowledge paisa, which is the only thing that will calm the thirst for the eternal, which is the only thing that will point the way of the roads, to meet the power of the absolute wisdom that allows everything, with the only condition of bringing knowledge of the religion of the intelligent to all humanity.

- I recognize - I wrote down immediately, so as not to let him think about more tasks that would make our triumph unpleasant - that this little town is very well worked.
Picking up the object in my hand, I raised it to eye level and enjoyed the wonderful light that soothed my spirit, until I discovered some small letters etched into it. I looked everywhere, as if looking for something. The good man offered me a magnifying glass and I could read the inscription carefully.
- There are craftsmen who are very skilled when it comes to recording something - I said observing my friends and trying to dispel my restlessness ... << It is better to immerse ourselves in the mediocrity of men, rather than recognize the evidence of the supernatural. >> I thought completely scared.
The impressive words were written without knowing how, and I began to read them aloud:
I lost the gold of ...
Mephistopheles took the talisman in his hand and stared at us with a wry smile.
- Is that true or is it a product of your imagination? - Dina Luz asked deeply impressed.
- Imagination and dreams are life, because first you have to think things so they can become reality. Thought is the inexhaustible source of life, because the rest is relative. - noted the anthropologist, who finally recovered speech.
- Is it true that we will have everything? - Dina Luz asked again, unable to believe in the offer.

- They already have everything. There is neither time, nor space, nor matter, nor forms; There is only the consciousness of the eternal and you are that consciousness. But I do not know how I can make you understand if you do not have the courage to enter the dimensions of higher thinking. If they do not evolve, they will continue to be part of the mediocre corral and they will not be able to open the "criptex" because they will not deserve it.
- Have you already tested the power of the paisa’s sorcerers? - asked our companion naively.
- I have no need to prove it because I, like you, from today, we are part of eternity. Are you capable of throwing yourself into the eerie emptiness of truth without handholds? ... Do not deny the religion that the friends of Jesus Christ have invented, because that was also based on love, but do not believe much in the amount of lies that they have repeated throughout their lives in that church, because it is very badly directed. You, now, are the messengers of the truth that will restore the dignity of humanity. Why sell the soul to Satan invented by Catholics if they already have the great truth? ... To take this message to the world requires a lot of courage, but in that same truth, which I have revealed to you in those scrolls, is the value they need. It is an act in which death will chase away and begin to be eternal. That is the only thing I can tell you. Think about it well. I have been in worse conditions than his, I have endured hunger and humiliation without ceasing. Women became elusive to my poverty, social injustice and the power of the materialists annihilated my family and, however, I became rich in thought and I was able to stop time in me.
- How old are you, sir? - He asked again my adored illusion, entering the game proposed by that man.

 

- I have all the eternity of the universe; because time is relative and only exists in this material dimension, but in reality, there are only many experiences and I plan to accumulate many more. Today I want to reveal a secret to them so that they achieve everything they set out to do. The only thing that keeps us in balance and at peace, is knowledge. Study very carefully the map that is inside the criptex that I have given you to be immensely happy and everything will have it in addition. You want many things, but that same urgency mortifies you, makes you suffer, blocks them and makes you feel empty, without thirst, without desires, without dreams, without illusions, without joys. To find happiness in an empty heart, without life, is almost impossible. The road to power is in the religion of the intelligent and in the amount of dreams that you can bring, but beware that power corrupts and will lead them to trample on the humble. The knowledge that I am giving you in these sacred scrolls, will lead you to eternal life and to correct mistakes. Tonight I offered you an immense treasure that will open all the doors to you; the handling of him, depends on his inner state and his heart, if not that his youth makes them collide against the stinging rocks of exaggerations ... Materially they will have everything, but what will be left of all that? Thoughts, nothing more. This talisman - he continued saying with a strong voice - are all the social gatherings that you want, they are the most beautiful and willing women. In it are luxury, waste and exaggeration. They can be drunk with fine liquors and can enjoy exquisite food. The products of the sea and the most robust birds of the corral will be at your disposal while you plan the trips in your cars and the excursions to the mountains. They will also realize that the bad is an unusual pleasure and that there is nothing boring about the enjoyment of another's wife. What is bad and what is good? ... You have surely asked yourself: Is it wrong to make love to a teenager with firm flesh and goddess breasts? Is the bad thing to enjoy the money that others earned by breaking their arms because their brains were too small to earn it in another way? ... What do they say? ... Do they want to live with excess? ... I guarantee you that can also lead them to wisdom.

 

 

- I do - I went ahead to answer. Dina Luz took me by the hand and affirmed with vehemence:
- I also submit to everything that may happen to me in the fulfillment of this new mission.
We all looked at Juan, who had been very pale and very quiet from the beginning.
- I am also willing to live the challenge of bringing the truth of our existence to the world, although, honestly, I do not believe much in him.
- Quiet, that the easy life will convince you. Before starting the rite of introduction, one last piece of advice: young people, go carefully that power corrupts - said the sorcerer very seriously -. Did they bring all the things? - He asked looking at Juan.
- Yes sir.
The function began.
The man took the cat out of the sack and lifting it over his head he began to say:
- In my name and of these three chosen by the eternal unity and faithful followers of the witches of Antioquia, I allow myself to offer this black cat to the absolute wisdom, so that the evolution in the consciences of these beings is increased. We renounce everything that has been established and today, June 6, with little until midnight, when Jesus Christ is submerged in the grip of a death that he was finally able to overcome and which is totally foreign to us, we will dedicate ourselves to making three amulets that will be the salvation and guide of these three souls, who are the faithful spokesmen of the witches of Antioquia. Amen!

 

The sky was illuminated with the lightning of a thunderbolt and the thunder broke the sky, vibrating the entrails of mother earth. We were terrified, but none dared to resign. It began to rain with intensity and on the outskirts of the ranch the trees shaken by the wind shook. Mephistopheles pulled out a knife and holding the cat's hind legs and front legs, he asked me to make a cut of an inch on the animal's chest. I took the knife and I was going to nail it to the cat when he stopped me saying:
- Hold the skin with your fingers and make a superficial cut. I did the right thing without paying attention to the animal's screams of pain. Then he told me to take a metal tube that was arranged on a table, next to a box of matches, a pair of scissors and a big, sharp knife. I took the metal tube and, according to his instructions, inserted it into the hole in the skin, pressed the bloody edges of the incision against the artifact and blew with all the force of my lungs until the skin swelled like a pump. The cat gave a shriek that echoed throughout the mountain and froze the blood of terror.
- Let's hurry up that it's about to be twelve o'clock - said the wizard very animated -. Dina Luz, do me the favor and go to the kitchen and bring me a pot with water that is heating up in the stove.
- Well, sir - replied the brawny girl and taking Juan by the hand, they went in search of the water that was heated in a rustic stove in the back of the ranch. The cat screamed incessantly and, while I held it, the witch made a cut of skin all around the neck, then cut off all four legs and with a pull was left with the skin in his hands. The animal screamed deathly wounded and, when Dina Luz and Juan arrived, they almost dropped the pot with the water before the horrible spectacle. The boys placed the container on the table and the sorcerer introduced the bloody body of the animal, who gave a demonic cry before dying. Everything was silent. We only heard the beating of our frightened hearts and the beat of the bat that wanted to escape from the cardboard box.

 

- This how he realized that the time came - said the sorcerer, without breaking his face to the orgy of blood. He took the vampire out of the cardboard box, decapitated it and let the few drops of blood fall on the body of the already dead cat. He emptied the pound of sulfur, the bottle with the three hundred milliliters of sulfuric acid and the two hundred and fifty grams of caustic soda; Then he threw the bones of the human remains, the nails, the hair and the cobwebs impregnated with our saliva into the pot. The atmosphere was covered with smoke that came out of the container and our eyes started to get irritated. With a wooden spoon he began to stir the broth and stared at us while saying:
- Eternal unity of wisdom, welcome these three evolved thoughts and allow them total and absolute dominion over matter, so that they may know through the dark world of exaggerations, waste, ambition, hypocrisy and falsehood, until they are completely strengthened. When we are young, we all want to enjoy the enjoyment of the flesh, of the senses, of love, of carnal pleasure without distinctions of sex, age or social conditions; We do not care about the opinions of the old antiquated, because this exercise is done in search of total knowledge. Í Amen!
The warlock went to a ledge and brought a liquid that emptied into the container where the cat was, the blood of the bat and the other things. He picked up the matches and set the container on fire above. The hut was lit with the glow of a blue flame and Dina Luz, unable to stand the curiosity, asked:
- What did you throw?

 

- I like that - said the sorcerer with happiness -, that you treat me with confidence, since we are brothers of thought. I gave him alcohol, which is the cause of fights, traffic accidents and many other misfortunes that happen to young guys like you. Well, guys, we have to wait twenty minutes for the cat to be ready and meanwhile we're going to take the blood oath, are you ready? ...
The man asked in a loud voice and we nodded, although we remained silent because of the shock.
- Squeeze your fist and support your right hand here on the table.
Dina Luz was the first to place it and Juan and I followed her, although we were scared to death. Mephistopheles smeared a substance from a bottle and kept his eyes closed as if invoking the afterlife. He spent a minute that was very long and took the knife cut us and cut at the same point where we had placed the liquid that, due to the absence of pain, it was surely an anesthetic. Blood welled up and he, taking the body of the decapitated bat, sucked it with the knife and squeezed it so that the last drops of blood would fall. He dropped a drop of that blood on Dina Luz's hand, a drop on Juan's hand, a drop on my hand and another on his. Then he passed with a spoon and collected the blood that coagulated on our wrists and threw it into the pot where the cat was cooking. I felt that the religion in which they raised me was very far from the truth and I could not believe it when Dina Luz and Juan fell unconscious to the ground. Mephistopheles ran through the alcohol and soaked a piece of gauze, gave them to smell until they regained consciousness and we began to sing a song that flowed from our brains.

 

 

Let's thank the unit
Mother of all mysteries
For having welcomed us
Very tasty in your breast.

For the whole eternity
that allows us to live
in his universal kingdom.
Friend’s paisa’s believers
Of total freedom
We love you with your soul
For his great loyalty.
We are the worshipers
from the freedom to love
that will keep us forever
United in this brotherhood.
United in the brotherhood.
United in freedom.
The power of suggestion of that man was immense; we were like drugs and we could not control our minds.
The man took the pot where the cat had cooked and in our presence emptied the pestilent broth and in the background were only three bones equal to the amulet that he had shown us. We could not believe it; the bones gave off light and while we watched them with rapture, he cut the wings of the bat and formed some laces that he put in our hands.
- Each one takes the bone he wants and then repeats with me, while he ties it in half.
We felt a force that impelled us the hands while we fought, with desperation, to take the desired huesillo. I felt that Dina Luz's nails hurt me but I did not care; I took the bone and tied it with the bat leather I repeated:
- Today I tie my soul, my life and my passions to the service of eternal unity, of absolute wisdom and pleasure and unlimited happiness. Í Amen!

 

We all repeat the same thing.
Ask for something or say what you want - shouted the sorcerer with emotion.
I, personally - I began to say, ahead of Juan and Dina Luz, who were as if spellbound -, I've spent my whole life studying and now everything I own is hardly enough for a bowl of soup. I do not want to see life pass before my eyes. I want beautiful and richly dressed women, luxury cars, parties and carnivals that remain closed to my spirit that wants to try everything. The years go by and every time I'm older and without enjoying anything. I cannot continue with this life of deprivation and that is why, from today, I want to be rich and I accept the challenge of the mysterious forces that can rule this amulet and I also desire happiness and wisdom.
- Think carefully, boys, that this is an irreversibly sacred pact. - Mephistopheles said with a warning tone.
- I want to belong to the Zionism that controls the world banking, the power of the states and all the mafias of the world. I want to realize if I have an eternal soul, to then rethink my behavior and my lifestyle - finished saying Juan, screaming like crazy.
- For me, things are very simple - Dina Luz exclaimed, giving us a new surprise -; I want to walk elegantly dressed, live from party to party, enjoying the most delicious delicacies ... Let my suitors be handsome, intelligent and wealthy gallants! ... What other women feel envious when I pass and that all the Men go mad with desire at the exquisiteness of my fine movements!
- Yes, that is very well thought - I said interrupting our intelligent companion -, I also want to burn all the worldly pleasures ... Let's see! - I exclaimed squeezing the bone and looking at the sorcerer quietly - I want my pockets to be filled with gold and that eternal unity gives me health to be able to enjoy an endless party, where surrounded by young and beautiful women ... What The liquor runs with abundance among my intelligent friends! May all the people around me be free from prejudices and ridiculous moralists! That my closest admirers are willing to travel around the world with me! ... In this way, eternal unity that can do everything, I order that our wishes be fulfilled, so we will give you the soul as a form of payment.

 

All were silent in the face of the forcefulness of my proposal. The sorcerer watched us calmly and began to say with his sonorous voice:
- Do not think that the mountain is going to leave for the gold and bacchanalia that you want. I have seen in their eyes the sincerity that guarantees me the fulfillment of the commitment that we now have. They have changed their souls for all the possible joys. Things will be carried out slowly, at the pace that their quality of commitment allows. Their lives will have a limit that will mark the eternal unity and is like this: The one who asks the most and the most waste, the lighter will reach the limit in which his body will long for rest in the peace of absolute wisdom. They will enjoy such an unrestrained way, that their bodies and their souls will cry out for a rest that only the fifth dimension can give them without relative ... - said the sorcerer with intonation and handing a paper to the only woman in the team told him - I hope that you are the true Light of the team and that is why I am going to give you this message, with my last indications, in case you need my help at some point.
Surprised by the seriousness of the words of Mephistopheles and bewildered by his compassionate attitude, we looked at each other and I began to say:
- We'll see, best friend sorcerer, if it's true all this clowning that you ride with the black cats in the middle of the mountain, and know one thing, dear friend, if you're making fun of us and luck has not changed us when Let's get to the center of the city, I'll go back and cut it with my own hands, so that I stop being scamming the poor people.
Juan did not ask for a single wish.
We leave without looking back.

 

We left without saying thank you.
We were desperate and started down the path at full speed, as if we were escaping our great daring. The criptex that the warlock had given me was too heavy and painfully hit my leg, I held it with my left hand and held it tight against my belly on the steep path.
When we reached the end of the road, which was incredibly short, we realized that each one had the little bone that was now more luminous than ever. We brought them so tight that the talismans hurt us and strangely the blood began to flow between our fingers. I felt that the amulet burned me and that I was not able to release it. I got very scared and started running towards a house that was at the base of the mysterious mountain.
- We are going to look for water - it was the only thing that I managed to say in the middle of my despair. We ran for about three hundred meters without noticing that the darkness was no longer an obstacle for us and in the end we arrived at the ramshackle ranch. We approached stealthily, noticing that inside the light of a chandelier moved. They were two men digging into one of the thick mud walls, as if wanting to extract something. I, without thinking much, I entered and ...
- Ayyyyyyyyy! - Shouted the men who, broken by the shock, ran out the back door completely terrified. We were surprised by the attitude of the peasants who thought they saw a horror in our humanities. We took the lamp that the nervous peasants had left on the floor and we went to wash our hands in a fountain that was left in the patio, then we returned more calmly and observed what the two strange men were doing before we scared them. In the thick wall they could see the holes they had made as if looking for a treasure. I kept the talisman in the same pocket in which I had the heavy criptex and taking the original cylindrical padlock, I raised it with an immense smile of satisfaction.
- What was it that gave us that beautiful stallion? ... - asked our extroverted companion who, apparently, did not know what the polished and beautiful object was about.

- It is called "criptex", is an invention of Leonardo Da Vinci and serves to keep secret messages - explained the intelligent anthropologist -. As you can see, it is a container that can contain a map or any message and after the letter is inside the six encrypted cylinders, only the one with the key can open it.
- We need to discover a word with six letters - argued Dina Luz, pointing to the rotating discs that looked like one of those Chinese locks in which the owner is the only one who knows the key.
If we align the letters of the discs perfectly, the criptex opens smoothly and we can discover the gift that we have been given, the paisas sorcerers, after pointing us the way that will lead us to total wisdom - said the anthropologist who took the criptex to analyze it after blowing the liquid that was stirring inside - If one of us tries to force this cylinder to open it, the glass tube inside is broken and the vinegar it contains immediately dissolves the papyrus and destroys the message. As you can see, the only way to know the message is to discover the key.
Dina Luz was very surprised but she remembered the strange paper that at the last minute she received from the hands of the sorcerer and placed it before the light of the lamp so that we could read it, thinking that there was the key.
On the paper was written only one paragraph that read:
For some, the truth is a path that will grant them eternal life. For others, it is the search for the meaning of our existence on earth. For most, I suspect that it is just a great idea ... a glorious and unattainable treasure that, in a way, even in our chaotic world today, inspires us and for you, it has to be the key to power.

 

It was a kind of archaeological puzzle, it was the message whose solution would tell us how to unclog the criptex. The anthropologist read the text slowly, because he knew that sorcerers constantly used that kind of riddles and encrypted messages. In the same way they had been used in antiquity.
- These letters refer to our future - said Dina Luz -. The key must necessarily be related to what will happen later.
- Juan, you who is the most studied - I said to put a little pressure on him - he has to reveal what the key is.
The anthropologist from the University of Antioquia, the best in Latin America, was thoughtful.
- It is clear that Mephistopheles in this message refers to eternal unity, but how we are going to know the meaning if we do not yet understand that new philosophy.
-  And for you it has to be the key to power - said Dina Luz reading the last line of the message -. In this final part there has to be the secret.
- There is no doubt that in this message there is the solution - I said wishing to collaborate -, because the most evolved ones usually hide the secrets in messages that only they understand.
Juan was very pale and quiet, and judging by his attitude, it was going to be more difficult than we had imagined. We stayed about ten minutes in silence, until ...
-! Clear! - Exclaimed the anthropologist after having thought it over - We have to read them at the same time.
- Read what? - I asked disoriented.
- Dina light, what was it saying in the small letters of the talisman? ...
The beautiful blonde closed her eyes to remember better and accurately said slowly:
"I lost the gold of"
- Of the devil or what? - I said contemptuously. My colleagues looked at me furious at my lack of seriousness. Juan ignored my comment and said:
- That must be another of the famous anagrams that those paisa’s use.
- And what is an anagram? Dina Luz asked, not feeling ashamed of her ignorance.

 

- Anagram is an exercise in which some words are formed with the same letters of others - Juan answered reluctantly, wanting to concentrate on the letters of the first message. Suddenly, he felt that all those letters fit perfectly. Like a stream of light, all knowledge illuminated his mind. The message that Mephistopheles tried to reveal came to life inside him. He took a piece of coal and in a space of the parchment he fumbled with the letters until ...
"I lost the gold of"
It has the same letters as ...
The power of money
So the key is money, because that is the key to power.
Juan experienced great emotion when he began to align the six wheels of the criptex. "Money" is the magic word that is the God of the twenty-first century.
- Slowly - I begged absolutely nervous. We all look at him in silence. Juan took the cryptex and ordered the letters of the encrypted discs, until the word money was perfectly aligned.
- Well, that is what eternal unity wants.
He supported it on the ground and holding both ends, pulled gently and the criptex opened. Everyone's heart was beating rapidly, when Juan laid the artifact on the floor and extracted a papyrus on which was drawn the plan of a ranch exactly like the one we were in. On the wall at the front of the well, an X was drawn, which, to our surprise, was the same place where the two men who were fleeing terrified when we arrived were digging. Dina Luz illuminated well the hole that the peasants had made and on the thick wall the vertices of what appeared to be a wooden box were appreciated. I kept the talisman and taking a bar I continued the work of our unfortunate colleagues. Colleagues? ... Yes, because those men must be those who believe in magic and think that a treasure will take them out of poverty and bring them happiness. I finished taking out the drawer and it seemed too heavy for its size. I put it on the floor, hit it with the bar and ...

 

- OMG! - We all exclaimed in chorus.
The treatment with the sorcerer began to be fulfilled; that drawer was full of gold coins. The guaqueros had discovered a treasure that we snatched from them in a stroke of luck. We could not leave the astonishment, however, I took off my jacket, I emptied part of the coins in it, I wrapped them in the best way, I lifted them off the ground and I waited until the anthropologist and Dina Luz finished collecting the rest of the coins and with them pressed against my chest, without saying anything, we ran out in a hurry.
We arrived at the town when it was already dawning and nobody remembered the sacred mission that we had pending. Each one left by his side.

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER NUMBER THREE

A few days after starting our journey towards eternal unity, I bought furniture in "San Diego", rented an apartment in the park of Envigado and realized that Dina Luz and Juan had been married in the sacristy of a Catholic church.
My brain was as if possessed by a strange force and I only wanted strong emotions.
I bought horses, cattle and thousands of things I did not need. I threw myself into a whirlwind of vain and sinful pleasures. Little by little I was getting friends; He owed his affection to being villains just like me. I got along with the bourgeoisie that, to my surprise, had the same vices that the Zionists have. I became a prestigious merchant and the great businessmen, not seeing in me any competitor to be feared, praised my progress in the art of livestock marketing. I started being a respected trader. I was always elegantly dressed and my new friends considered me a master of pleasure and party.
One day I woke up very happy, I rented a farm to make a party with all the law. I bought pigs, steers, poultry and beer, rum, brandy, whiskey and all kinds of drinks. I invited Dina Luz, Juan, the owner of the farm, my closest friends and all my new friends. I invited a lot of important people.
The appointed time for the revelry arrived and the guests, one by one, were entering the immense room that shone with golden colors and lights, where the most special young people of the city gathered. They were neither painters, nor writers, nor sculptors, nor geniuses, nor politicians, nor anything; they were ordinary men who had been pleasant to me, in my first adventures as a rich man. There were two or three ingenious subjects there, called to handle the destinies of that community in a not too distant moment.

 

 

I, the host of the party, showed an overwhelming joy that did not show, by any side, the worry that I should have after spending a good part of the money that we had to use in our mission to make known the eternal unity and the religion of the intelligent. My gaze was hanging from the door of the main hall of the farm, as if waiting for something to happen.
It was not long before the spectacular couple of newlyweds who formed Juan and Dina Luz, who were received with a flattering admiration from the other guests, for the large investments they were making in the economic field. I went to meet them and greeted them with my usual kindness. There was no doubt that the agreement with the Antioqueño Warlock was being fulfilled. The purple carpets covered the floor. Beautiful crystal lamps multiplied the light that came off the ceiling, like the golden chandeliers of the midday luminosity. The abundance of exotic flowers filled the place with a paradisiacal color and the unmistakable aroma of love. Everything, even the beautifully decorated walls, emanated a pretentious elegance, whose meaning was to impress with the immense amounts of money that I invested in the party.
<< A few million are a wonderful letter of introduction to enter the circle of high society. >> I thought sighing with nostalgia. << OH, if my natural state was to walk barefoot, to wear ragged pants and to have debts even with the vagabonds and now I was next to the wealthiest men in the town! ... Ah what happiness! ... I want to live this life for about ten months, or whatever, before embarking on the mission for human dignity and then go straight to the fifth dimension without relative. At least I will have known the environment in which the rich move. >>
- OH! - Juan began to tell me that he was approaching - What elegance! ... I never thought that you liked to waste money in this way, and, by the way, who are those beautiful girls who share the sweets as if they were the owners of the house?

 

- They are the study companions of Elizabeth, a beautiful girl that interests me and barely acknowledges that I exist. They are in a nascent models academy and I hired them to join us. So prepare your tongue and stomach, so you can enjoy life next to those pigeons. And where is your wife?
- She took a few brandies before coming here and as they did a lot of damage, when we arrived, immediately, I took her to sleep in one of the rooms in the back. Do you want a whiskey?
I accepted full of melancholy because of their happy marriage. I called a servant to bring us the drinks and, after asking him to come more constantly in those places, we took them and toasted our friendship.
- The decoration that you have done to the farm seems to me of very good style - Juan said changing the subject -, and the lamps and paintings ... What a luxury so well planned! ... If people were to think where you got so much money for the party, you would easily come to the conclusion that you have sold your soul to the devil. But ... Could you find a place in your elegant personality for that kind of practice? If you look like a natural bourgeois! Look at how the silverware sparkles ... If the men of the town knew that we have in this place their most beautiful women, they would run here, about forty talented men, to prostrate themselves us and then devouring our guts. And the two of us, owners of the party and the money, would be again like a pair of kings! ... Desires give me to ask them if they are willing to go to bed with us.
- But not now! - I exclaimed a little worried - But when they are completely drunk and we too.
We drink several whiskeys in a row. We were both very happy.
At the beginning, and with quick looks, each guest paid me tribute of admiration for being the organizer of the banquet; afterwards they dedicated themselves to eating and drinking.

 

 

 

The crystals reflected the colors of the rainbow and the lamps illuminated the exquisite delicacies that rested on the table in the center. They all spoke. He ran with abundance of whiskey and white and red wines were served for women. Such a life was what everyone deserved. Time passed and after a while ... Each guest had tasted a large number of liquors and heated discussions were taking place; some fronts flushed and the eyes sparked with desire. They were in the first stage of drunkenness and everyone behaved with courtesy. A hearty meal was served and everyone ate talking and talked eating. The wine ran with abundance and the orgy grew like a wild orchid. The models danced, revealing their undeniable charms. They won the admiration of all the guests and their bodies were discovered slowly. The toasts arrived and everyone gave up wisdom and education, to devote themselves fully to the pleasures of the flesh. Snatched by a tempest of joy, they collided as the waves of a furious sea collide against the cliffs. Juan and I, we also drank nonstop. They all resigned to boast of their intellectual capacity, to claim their capacity in the double drinks that made them less resistant.
The hours passed without stopping and the liquors and the ingenious conversations crossed constantly.
The large amount of liquor consumed accelerated the end of the party. Some people let themselves be overcome early, by a drunkenness that they were not used to

 

- Look! - I exclaimed taking out the talisman from the wallet, completely tired by the activities of that day, and totally drunk by the exaggeration with the whiskey - Down with death! - I cried squeezing the malefic bone - Now I want to live! I am rich and I have all the women I want. Who is not the most beautiful possessing everything? ... I am rich and I will entrust my friend with the mission of creating a new religion. I can buy them all, even the owner of this miserable estate, which is that fat man who is sleeping at the dining room table. You are the scoundrels of high society, worship me, I am the king.
They all heard my threats, my insults and cursed my jumera because he was completely drunk.
- Shut up! - I shouted completely obfuscated - That I have many treasures and I will give them to you.
- Ah! ... Yes you realized that you are damaging the party, hypocrite.
- Wake up that the drunk is you! - I exclaimed hitting the anthropologist in the head.
- How boring you have become! - Juan said taking me in his arms. - See that I'm not going to leave you here among these women of the bad life.
- I am rich.
I do not know if you will be rich - said Juan - but a bad drunkard you are.
- I'm drunk with power. I can kill you and take your wife away! Why did you take her away from the party? Are you jealous of me, or what?
- But, friend, what will the people say? ... - Juan protested.
- They say what they want. All my life I had to keep silent about their vulgarities and now, as I am a millionaire, they are the ones who have to support mine. I can own all the women in the world, but I do not want it. I can buy and kill everyone here. I am rich and very powerful. I am the holy father. I am the senior Zionist. I am a Templar. I am the president.
- If you keep screaming I lock you in your room.

 

- You see this talisman? ... This is the Zionist power and we have reached the immoral waste they want. I am the owner of Medellin, of Antioquia, of Colombia! ... The universe is mine. Your wife is mine, if I want it. That is if I want it.
At that moment Juan took me to one of the rooms, while in the living room the party continued, and he told me:
- I've never seen you so foolish!
- Fool, my friend, never again, what I am resenting you for abandoning our sacred mission.
- Well, tomorrow we talk about that, but now go to sleep, do you want me to sleep next to you? Do you stay comfortable that way?
- Yes my dear friend. The friend of your misery and your poverty, it is just that he is the friend of your power. Where is Dina Luz? ...
- She is locked in a room in the back, because she is very sick ... Well, millionaire, dream of your gold until tomorrow.
We soon joined our snoring to the music that resounded at full volume. Feast of an unpleasant abundance!
They went off, one by one, the lights and the night enveloped the tired bodies by the waste. We all fell asleep. We were overcome by fatigue and excess liquor.
The new day arrived and he found us asleep.

 

We stayed in bed until very late. Juan was very restless and, however, did not dare to say anything. The sun began to warm at noon on a beautiful summer morning and we were still in bed, as if all the strength had left us on the revelry. Dina Luz got up yawning, tired and with deep circles under her eyes. Juan followed her with his eyes and was shocked to see the marked lividity that made her look like a corpse. Lately the guests were getting up, complaining about the deep discomfort caused by the excess of liquor. The women, who, with their daring dances, had aroused the interest of men, were now disheveled and ugly. The makeup came, the dresses wrinkled, the smiles turned into the languor of fatigue. Those blushes of shining pearly stars had disappeared to make way for the white and stained faces; lips that were fleshy and red like scarlet, were parched and cracked by the shameful effects of exaggeration. We deny all the men, with intelligent looks, of our kind guests, seeing them more withered and disheveled than the palm trees of a beach when a hurricane passes. Of course men were not showing our best image; our relatives would have been frightened by the red cheeks and the irritated eyes that clearly revealed a high percentage of alcohol in the blood. Those ruined and sincere faces were showing us what we really were. That awakening to a real life, that cold world free of the fantasies that our souls were inventing, scared us, the curious adventurers who challenged the joys of immediate pleasure. Anthropologists, modern girls and apprentices of templar’s, we keep a silent silence, recognizing the fragility of weak bodies. A satanic shout filled the room when Juan, dominated by a drunkenness that he still could not control, invited everyone to continue the party. Wide eyes and a loud voice that emerged as if it were being thrown by a stranger, made even the bravest of the people shudder. The surprise was total. It was the stark drama of a poorly managed luxury, it was an impromptu hodgepodge of the human pomp and misery that was shaking us in our new lives, it was like trying a dance with the corpses that were washed away after a battle of pleasures. We were all tired. No more brilliant ideas, no more cheap philosophies, no more false smiles, no more calculating lies, no more strong lights, no more half-hearted joys, no more carnal desires, no more intoxication of falsehood, no more forgotten missions, no more sex , no more drugs and alcohol. We just wanted a soda that lime.

 

The sun was shining through the windows. The sky was very blue and the breeze beat on our bodies that were slowly animated. The orgy had passed and our brains were filled with different ideas. We thought about the quiet lives of our childhood and we felt nostalgia for the peace that reigned in our hearts, when the devil had not taken over our bodies. Others, surely, would be thinking of the colorful landscapes of their villages, of the flowering rosebushes that were adorned by the dew of a summer dawn; they could also be thinking about the urgent commitments that demanded their presence. Most of us felt ashamed of our attitudes. At that moment Juan got up, like a bad angel, and with a forced smile he began to say:
- This is the life we ​​deserve. Eat, drink and love without working. What do you think if we make a barbecue?
No one took the trouble to answer, but we all began to prepare sociologically. John ordered the servants to kill a calf and bring fresh fruit. We all get up. The beer ran with abundance and the spirits were completely renewed. We picked up the glasses and the bottles that were lying on the floor. We put the furniture cushions in place and in a jiffy everything was in order. The women arranged themselves with care and the soft perfumes began to refresh the atmosphere. The masks returned to their place and each of them revived the role that corresponded in the farce that founded their lives. In the kitchen the food was prepared in a hurry and Dina Luz, in an original attitude of gratitude, gave a shiny gold coin to the man who rented me the farm. The man remained as if spellbound before the beautiful and heavy coin; He let out an exclamation of amazement and as a good capitalist he was, he told our friend that he bought all the coins he had. He was the classic businessman who sensed the existence of a large treasure.

- Ah ..., OH! - exclaimed Juan without being able to contain the joy that the proposal produced.
- Just a moment! - I said trying to extinguish the brightness of ambition that lit the eyes of my emotional friends - Remember that we have an outstanding commitment to ourselves. We are on a small vacation, but calm that everything will be done in due time. At the moment we do not need more money, do we?
- For two hundred coins like that, I would change this farm with the cattle, the birds, the crops and even the furniture they are sitting on.
- Deal done - Juan said quickly.
I got up abruptly, realizing the mistakes that my inexperienced friends were beginning to commit. I wanted to control them to keep discretion, but Dina Luz opened her mouth to start the path of our triumph or our misfortune.
- We own more than two thousand such coins.
- Í How! - Exclaimed the old landowner - That is an incalculable fortune.
I sat down full of fury, with the resignation of the one who cannot do anything in the face of misfortune. All spoke to time and fixed their eyes on us, with an unconcealed envy. Then everyone started to laugh and the congratulations and the patting on the shoulder did not wait. Everyone was happy with our fortune, while I felt the warmth that flowed from my talisman that heated up suddenly to remind me of the sacred commitment. - Our happy friends asked when they noticed the pallor and uncertainty that covered our faces. For the first time we realized the magnitude of the deal we had made with Mephistopheles and that we had not yet understood. Fortune came accompanied by the announcement of a terrible death. We were surrounded by the falsehood of the interested friends, the lies of the calculating women and the loneliness that already reigned in our hearts. Life belonged to us with all its charms, but the sudden heating of the talisman left us wanting nothing. The world belonged to us. We had many friends at our feet and we did not want anything from them.
- Oh, my beloved, and where did they get that fortune?
Elizabeth asked me, the beautiful woman who played field tennis, who always wanted and who for the first time was being nice to me. I became the one who had not heard the question and I continued to enjoy my sudden popularity.
- Why do not you buy a red jacket? ... I would be happy to walk with you in it. - He told me the beautiful and flirtatious girl, who brought his body close to mine. The atmosphere was filled with its aroma and my eyes were lost in the brightness and beauty of theirs. Elizabeth was a woman of about nineteen years of age, but too precocious for her youth. The abundance of his meats, the generosity of nature that endowed her with a sculptural figure and the softness of a tanned sugar skin, made me forget the prevention that the nearness of death caused me. In the arms of that divine angel I forgot the eternal commitment and would die for it with all tranquility. I took refuge in the warm heat of his body and, moving away from everyone; I went to a room in the back and began to enjoy his exceptional figure. She was flirtatious to the extreme and the perversity of her mind made her a spectacular lover. She thought about sex, talked about sex and lived sex with ardor. I traveled, centimeter by centimeter, all his body and savored the sweet taste of the most hidden places of his humanity. I conquered it, seduced it and enjoyed it to the satiety from the first moment that it approached me when finding out my fortune.
- Well ... But what's wrong with them? –

- OH! How nice it is to live when all pleasures are satisfied! - I shouted without realizing that we were completely imprisoned in the clutches of our ignorance - Someday I will be able to say that I had a nineteen year old lover, which was the envy and admiration of all the men who watched her as she passed by me.
Elizabeth told me all the secrets she kept in her little head and she was my friend, my girlfriend, my lover and my wife. We had a thousand adventures and since that day, we made love in the most unimaginable places because she was excited by the risk. We love each other at home, next to their parents and brothers who slept peacefully and who considered her a virgin without sin. In those days we made love in the countryside, in the swimming pools, in the Catholic Church, in the cemetery, in cheap hotels, in expensive hotels, in the farms of friends and even in bars. Our emotions always reached the limit; we turned dependency into rejection, passion into anguish, love into pain and jealousy into something every day, but we were always together.
I never really loved her, because my great love was still Dina Luz, but when I sensed that another male was approaching her with interest, I jumped with the aggressiveness of a lion to defend what I considered mine. She was pure nobility and taught me that money, in our relationship, was the least important thing. The gifts, the accounts in the bars and the hotels, she paid for them as if to show that my fortune was what interested her least. I took the ugly habit of observing it as an object. That young woman, one hundred and seventy-two centimeters tall and fifty-four kilos in weight, was the most perfect machine for making love that I had enjoyed. Her skin tanned completely, her teeth white and without decay, her ninety, sixty, ninety and her spectacular hip, made her a model of incalculable value and she was by my side for the pleasure of having me. All my friends looked at her with lust, while I made great efforts to satisfy her unbridled passion. She was always hot and ready to make love. She undressed with an amazing ease anywhere, and the proximity of people did not frighten her at all.

 

 

In matters of pleasure I always thought I was a professional, but that little girl showed me that I was hardly a beginner. We spent many times together and the world disappeared around us, when we wanted it. Since I met her, her originality upset me, but her strength was so great that I felt myself absorbed in a world of fine curves, that plucked every last drop of semen and blood. Elizabeth was terrifying when she was by my side, but when we stopped seeing each other for three or four days, the scary thing was me, because it came like a hot lion and it violated everything in my path, filling it with my convincing romanticism and my strength of consummate gladiator. We were involved in a violent and beautiful relationship at the same time. She took away all the forces that were inside me, while I thought of Dina Luz, who was my true love and who was involved in her work as an economic manager, in her walks as a boorish bourgeois and in her dinners for a newly married woman. with the wrong man. Elizabeth was hot, innocent, and daring; while Dina Luz was intelligent, mature and elusive. Definitely, men cannot be faithful because they are all very beautiful. I would be happy if I could have them both in the same place and in complete harmony, but that was like having a panther and a lioness caged.
He was giving me a life as a king, after dealing with the sorcerer of "El Capiro", and I did not know if it was because of my way of being or because of the protection that Mephistopheles was offering me. I slept late, had breakfast with orange juice, coffee, pork chops, eggs and cheese. I had at my disposal the two most beautiful women in the city, although Dina Luz had only her imagination. The one was adored and the other and the other sensual and free ... I did physical exercises every day and I read books of improvement, to try to get rid of the possible spell and the possible trap that the sorcerer had given us in the bush.
I was fighting against a strange phenomenon that was superior to my reason and that involved me in the uncertainty of a deal that I never understood. I never knew if I sold my soul to the devil or if the sorcerer had given us all those powers for free.

 

I fought again and again against my madness and I always fell defeated by a strange power that flooded me inside.
The only thing I realized was that Elizabeth was really in love with me, because time passed and she remained at my side with absolute fidelity. We met every day and we loved each other until the energies were consumed and we were in serious states of prostration and fatigue. It was an incomparable physical desire. Yes, that was the truth, because our souls and our intellectual curiosities were separated by an abyss of years, of interests and uncontrollable circumstances. In those days I was moving in circles of high social class and my positivism and my way of being began to mark a path of waste and joy. I felt that I was moving away from my sacred commitments, from my dream adored and tired of the physical desire I felt for Elizabeth, I turned my eyes towards the sweetness and intelligence of Dina Luz and a party evening, in which we were completely demonized, I made an indecent proposal to her husband. Juan and I were always very good friends; He was very ambitious after he sold his soul to the devil and I, that afternoon, touched his soul with a daring proposal.
- If you help me to make Dina Luz make love with me, I give you one of the gold coins that you have liked so much.
Juan did not think for a second of my tempting proposal and answered, with the firm conviction of those who believe themselves insensitive in questions of love.
- Ready! ... If you give me two gold coins of the mission, I will help you to sleep with my wife.
- It's more, "I began to say boldly," if you can get her to make love to me, I will not give you two coins if not three, which are the last ones I can splurge before we leave in search of our eternity.
- Good! Done deal! - Juan exclaimed very confidently.
- But ... How is it going to be the thing? - I asked distrusting the power of conviction of my friend.
- Quiet that I take care of everything. When do you want to be with her?  Tomorrow?

 

- Tomorrow - I replied a little scared -. I have to prepare physically and psychologically for this special event.
We were a couple of crazy people trapped in the sulfurous smoke of hell, which allowed us to share the princess' love with a strawberry mouth, as if it were a harmless game. We were completely involved in the Zionist tale of enjoying the pleasure of the senses to the fullest. After analyzing the situation we drew a strategy that could not fail.
- She, after she sold her soul to Mephistopheles, wants to try everything - Juan explained, showing off the knowledge he had of his beloved - and that is his weak point. Tomorrow we are going to walk to the farm and bring liquor, cocaine, marijuana and pills of ecstasy. I know that she is going to want to try all those drugs, and, when she is well drugged, it will be completely yours. - Juan said very convinced of his plan.
The whole afternoon we were talking enthusiastically about the subject. The traps were set up and the next day we invited her to walk. She accepted gladly as always. I went and took two bottles of apple wine from the refrigerator in my house, I also took out a bottle of rum that I kept in the drawers of the groceries. I bought marijuana, fifty grams of cooking, four stimulant pills, and at twelve-fifteen of the day, Juan called her on the phone and invited her to go to the farm where they had the cattle. She accepted gladly and at approximately twenty-five minutes, she was standing next to, us, the new and ignorant angels of ignorance.

 

We left my house and without perceiving the passage of time, we walked and chatted happily. We uncover the wine and drink large quantities, as if it were a fruit drink. We offered Dina Luz repeatedly and she took it without noticing that we wanted her to get drunk quickly. Juan offered her a stimulant pill and she took it without asking anything; From that moment on everything was easier because she was completely happy with the feeling that the stimulants produced. She always said that she wanted to try everything at the same time and was trying it. We put together two marijuana cigarettes and Dina Luz and Juan went smoking one each, until we reached the green hills where the cattle grazed. We went through the fences without difficulty and without looking anything else; we went directly to the stream. Juan put together two more cigarettes with cocaine and smoked them before he proposed that we bathe naked in the small stream. Dina Luz accepted the daring proposal and Juan, without losing the opportunity, made him take a pill of ecstasy. My friend, trusting in the effect that drugs had produced on our beautiful woman, told him calmly:
- Undress yourself first, and get in the water that we go after.
She accepted all the proposals with joy. He started to undress; He took off his "blue jeans" and I was amazed at the beauty of that monumental body. What a spectacular woman! ... I never imagined that her hips were so juicy and so provocative. That woman could be a queen or an international model. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life. I fell on my knees beside her and hugged her with emotion; I started to lick her legs and ass, while she took off the bra that released two more beautiful breasts that I had seen in my life. My mouth watered and Juan pushed us towards the stream while I struggled to take off my clothes. I undressed completely and I went to the water behind Dina Luz. I hugged her and kissed her in the middle of the bathroom chatter. Juan remained watching us from the shore, before the shyness of which we observed the athletic body that never taught. Everything was a carnival adorned with the drops of water that we made jump. Juan looked at her with desire and with all the security of the one who owns things. He took her by the arm, helped her out of the stream and went and laid her on the moss that grew under the trees. He lowered the zipper of his fly, he tore off his panties with a jerk and turning his back tried to make love to her but he could not, because my presence made him uncomfortable. I was completely excited while watching them.

 

 

We left my house and without perceiving the passage of time, we walked and chatted happily. We uncover the wine and drink large quantities, as if it were a fruit drink. We offered Dina Luz repeatedly and she took it without noticing that we wanted her to get drunk quickly. Juan offered her a stimulant pill and she took it without asking anything; from that moment on everything was easier because she was completely happy with the feeling that the stimulants produced. She always said that she wanted to try everything at the same time and was trying it. We put together two marijuana cigarettes and Dina Luz and Juan went smoking one each, until we reached the green hills where the cattle grazed. We went through the fences without difficulty and without looking anything else; we went directly to the stream. Juan put together two more cigarettes with cocaine and smoked them before he proposed that we bathe naked in the small stream. Dina Luz accepted the daring proposal and Juan, without losing the opportunity, made him take a pill of ecstasy. My friend, trusting in the effect that drugs had produced on our beautiful woman, told him calmly:
- Undress yourself first, and get in the water that we go after.
She accepted all the proposals with joy. He started to undress; He took off his "blue jeans" and I was amazed at the beauty of that monumental body. What a spectacular woman! ... I never imagined that her hips were so juicy and so provocative. That woman could be a queen or an international model. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life. I fell on my knees beside her and hugged her with emotion; I started to lick her legs and ass, while she took off the bra that released two more beautiful breasts that I had seen in my life. My mouth watered and Juan pushed us towards the stream while I struggled to take off my clothes. I undressed completely and I went to the water behind Dina Luz. I hugged her and kissed her in the middle of the bathroom chatter. Juan remained watching us from the shore, before the shyness of which we observed the athletic body that never taught. Everything was a carnival adorned with the drops of water that we made jump. Juan looked at her with desire and with all the security of the one who owns things. He took her by the arm, helped her out of the stream and went and laid her on the moss that grew under the trees. He lowered the zipper of his fly, he tore off his panties with a jerk and turning his back tried to make love to her but he could not, because my presence made him uncomfortable. I was completely excited while looking at them with desire. The scene only lasted a few seconds; Juan got up and kept his limp member told me:
- You are next.
I hesitated a moment, I thought of a venereal disease having no protection and invoking the sorcerer said to me: << Liberate me, powerful Mephistopheles, of all danger and let me enjoy this great happiness >>
The talisman warmed in my right hand. But ... What happened here? ... Why was the little bone in my hand? When did I get the talisman out of my wallet? ... Everything was magical. Is it really that we are possessed by the devil? ... That's what I was thinking when she reaffirmed the invitation.
- Come then, my love that you follow.
That was delicious; I lay on her, hugged her tightly, kissed her and accommodated my erect member penetrated slowly. A unique sensation flooded my brain. It was like touching the sky with the soul. Her moans of pleasure excited my senses even more and I penetrated her again and again. Juan was watching us with a nervous laugh and I thought he was as pale as fury. Showing off my good lover attitudes, I controlled the strong sensations to avoid ejaculation, and dosing my strength I made Dina Luz enjoy continuous orgasms for about thirty minutes. My violent penetrations drew cries of immense pleasure from the depths of his chest, while Juan watched with his face contracted with jealousy. My position was a bit uncomfortable, because it had been left as ascent, and then I made it turn one hundred and eighty degrees over our bodies, without separating for a single second, while Juan looked and laughed without understanding why those strange turns were due. We kissed madly and in that delicious mouth I found a special sweetness. I possessed the woman I always wanted and I enjoyed it with subtlety. Dina Luz squeezed my hips and forced me to penetrate her asking her to hit her harder. The moment came when the agitation of his body and the pressure of his legs on my back became uncontrollable and, submerging us in a sea of ​​joy and excited screams, we reached an orgasm so violent that I was left with pain until the heart. We remained embraced in a kiss so delicious that it robbed us of the few remaining strength and plunged us into a state of partial unconsciousness. The tension disappeared and Dina Luz, in the midst of her pleasure, screamed without caring about the presence of the furious Juan.

 

- I love you Mateo. My love, I love you. I had never felt anything like it. You are the man that I need.
Our friend listened to those words and without being able to resist the offense he approached and, taking my arm, he forced me to let go of his girl, she looked at her with contempt and said:
- Dress yourself, bitch prostitute daughter, we're going home.
The environment changed completely. Everything was filled with tension and Juan, unable to resist our mocking laughter, left and left us alone in the middle of the field. Dina Luz went to my side and kissed me with desire, we embraced and started a new movie in which there were only two protagonists. We loved each other all afternoon and we were cuddled until the night came. We were living a love poem and the shadows of the night framed the symphony of happiness, which sang the toads of the ponds. We went walking in the middle of the wonderful darkness, thinking about the pleasure enjoyed. We arrived at the town and we got into a canteen and we were just drunk on kisses and liquor. We were completely happy until I decided to ask:
- Dina Luz, do you remember what was the treatment we did with that sorcerer on the mountain, because I do not remember that we have mentioned the devil or the sale of our souls at any time? ...
-! Of course! How can I not remember something so important, but Juan said that we have to wait a few days, because we do not even know where they are going to charge us for all these pleasures? And is it that you want to go where? ..., to look for what has not been lost, because I am very comfortable around here and I would not like to travel anywhere ... You already have money and you have me, what more do you want?
- As well? - I asked completely furious; do not tell me they're going to miss his word.

- What word, if Juan said that you are completely crazy with that subject of sorcerers? ...
- Tell me something Dina Luz, what do you feel inside? ... Do you feel good or do you feel like devil? ...
- I feel completely lost and I'm so crazy that I made love to you in front of my husband
! Do not! - I screamed completely scared, sensing that my friends had been trapped in the magic of the sorcerer of the mountain.
- Lies - she said to calm down -, do not worry that we are all completely fine, and we are only enjoying a small vacation before leaving in search of wisdom or death.
I breathed easy and she a few minutes later left in a taxi, leaving me hoping to see her again.
From that day we were coaxed with pleasure. Dina Luz called me on the phone at all times, but especially at night when her partner was already asleep. We talked about very nice things, but in the end we always ended up talking about the same thing. Sex drove us crazy and that relationship more than sentimental was carnal.
- I do not know what is happening to you - Dina Luz told me in whispers - but every time I hear your voice or I perceive your presence, my body reacts and my crotch moistens that I want you to hit her with that hot bar that He wants to drive me crazy. My whole being got used to your slow penetrations and now I cannot live without feeling my insides full of your sex. Juan is an idiot who spends his time sleeping. Last night, when you called me and told me you were masturbating because of me, I could not resist the temptation and I also caressed my clitoris with desperation while I listened to your voice. My shell, which was burning with desire, was filled with delicious juices and my fingers penetrated it looking for the pleasure that you wasted on the other side of the line with your swollen cock. You left too soon and you hung up the phone in a hurry, leaving me in a state of hellish excitement. I did not know what to do and hugging Juan I caressed him, I kissed him and I wanted him to calm the fire that you had lit, but everything was useless. The tormentor, he did not understand what was happening to him and he had that thing more wrinkled than a grape goes by. After I met you and I felt the strength of your legs and your athletic body, I no longer like the effeminate calm of this ridiculous and skinny companion, with whom I committed myself. My love, I cannot live without you anymore, and I prefer to die at the hands of the psychopath of Juan, rather than continue to endure this fire that burns my insides and forces me to follow you. I do not know how all this will end, but what I do know is that no man had made me feel so passionate. I love your tail, I love your smile, I love the muscles in your chest and I'm not going to give up on you for anything in the world, moreover, I'm going to make a new deal with Mephistopheles to give me death if it is that I cannot have you for all eternity.
The voice of Dina Luz was interrupted by emotion and I was scared at the request she made to the mysterious sorcerer, because I knew inside myself that this could not be; she had a sacred commitment to Juan and neither he nor society were willing for her to get away with it. A great contradiction was shaking in my chest. In the first place we were forgetting the goal of the initial mission and we were letting the madness catch us between its claws with the dirty money that life had given us, secondly I felt the desire to possess that beautiful woman and, finally, not I wanted to betray my friend's confidence that on a wonderful afternoon, out of ambition, he let me taste the delights of his wife.
It was the fault of the three of us, that the triangle that united us was closed to intimacy. Dina Luz and Juan, were very rich after the deal with Mephistopheles, but the comforts and money they had not enough to manage their inner peace. Nobody spoke to me about the mission for human dignity and even I was feeling trapped in the sin of lust and total debauchery. I dreamed constantly of the pagan gods and the sulphurous Beelzebub indoctrinated me in the legion of Zionists who only live to satisfy their instincts. I was struggling in deep anguish while, Dina Luz and Juan, were working on strengthening the construction company they had just founded.

I started to walk through the flowered field in the month of August, when the sky is infinitely blue and the winds shake the trees of the field, filling everything with light, poetry and color, and beside me flocked the flocks of seagulls with their cheerful songs They softened the intense currents that were stirring in my heart and in my mind.
<< Everything is a matter of taste. For them, money and social position are more important, while knowledge and love for human beings are more important to me. >> I thought anguished when I realized that I was also wrong, because I felt very heavy and all my thoughts were I lived in slow motion when I was not thinking about her, because when it came to traveling the path of love, everything lived with great intensity.
The day when the world understands that life is an eternal unity, that day we can happily inhabit the immensities of our galaxies, because fortunately the whole universe is ours.
Dina Luz became obsessed with the sensations that my body made her feel and she phoned me at all times. He called me in the morning, at noon, in the afternoon and in the evening when Juan was sleeping next to him. She asked me to tell her vulgarities through the headset and she became so aroused that she started masturbating alongside her naive husband who did not even know about it, while she told me what she felt.
- I'm wet in an awesome way. I want you to make love to me. Tell me that you are putting it hard, that I meanwhile I'm caressing this greedy thing that does not stop vibrating for you. I cannot stop thinking about that hot bar and that big and juicy tail that you have. This fool of my husband does not make love to me and gives me such a big rage, that one of these days I'm going to send him to hell to close the deal with the renegade and leave me alone once and for all. Of course I already discovered a technique that is making me the most bearable situation, imagine that when he is caressing me I close my eyes and think of you. It is terrible and disconcerting to be in this place, while my soul wants to be by your side and in your arms.

 

- Good. Then separate yourself from him and marry me - I proposed with boldness.
- I cannot. We have very advanced projects that need special care and, what's more, what they would say in our families and in society with a sudden separation. Better said, I love you but I do not want to separate from my husband. You understand?
- No. I do not understand that. For me the only important thing is my happiness and that is why I am used to flying in the immense mountains of absolute freedom. I do not understand any of the laws of false appearances that you live in the pen of the mediocre. For me, life is freedom. For me, life is intense love.
We spent hours and hours talking on the phone. We were completely addicted to each other. We were in unlikely places and we kissed on the athletic track of a football stadium full of people, in a nightclub where almost everyone who knew us and in the pools where almost the whole town came in the afternoons of hot summer.
- My love, I cannot talk to you anymore, because the mere whisper of your voice makes me moisten the between legs. Yes, it moistens my whole shell and I want you to make love to me with strength. I want you to hit me hard, very hard. Today in the morning I woke up thinking about you, I got too excited and I had to look for Juan; He was very tired and I almost did not make him interested in the matter. While he caressed my body, I thought about you and I was angry with myself, because I knew that with you it is different. I thought about your big, juicy hips and I felt my husband like a skeleton. It's terrible to be away from you, but this company we're on does not leave me a minute of free time.
- Yes? And for what is the power that Mephistopheles gives you?
- What power? - Answered obfuscated - You want me to be always by your side and neglect my obligations.

- Obligations? ... Who do you have obligations? ... - I investigated trying to break the ridiculous moral that was imposed to get away from me. How fake I was, we had a sacred commitment to our town and I did not even dare to mention it to that beautiful woman who had me trapped, even though I was very attentive until the moment when the orgy was over in which, supposedly, , we sold the soul and the future to Mephistopheles.
My life led her on a good path, but when it came to feeling the exquisite body of that voluptuous woman, everything ceased to exist and I lost myself in the follies of a desire without tranquility. Mephistopheles knew that this was my weak point and caught me in the flesh of Dina Luz, to accelerate the path in the evolution of my eternal consciousness.
That woman drove me crazy and every day I set out sweet and discreet traps that led me to enjoy her passion, so that I would get lost in the delights of unconditional love.
The routine of the ordinary days enveloped her in her obligations, to contradict the power that her countless millions of pesos could offer her. The power of money is relative and the commitments that people acquire submerge them in a state of appearances, lies and falsehoods that no truly intelligent being would be able to withstand.
How ironic! Juan and my beloved illusion wanted to live well, and now they were living in a worse hell than before. My friend came to him with the story that she and I were hiding and he, in the middle of his effeminate calm, had the courage to make the claim and stay two days completely angry. She called me and with a deep depression, she told me about the incident and that's when I realized that she loved Juan too. I do not know if it was because of the influence of our learning, I do not know if it was a completely carnal relationship with me, but what I do know is that the situation was affecting me and I decided to force things to travel once and for all. The absolute wisdom.

I started dating Elizabeth and went through the places that Dina Luz frequented. He saw me two or three times, until one afternoon he called me and told me completely obfuscated:
- Hello, dear friend, you have very good taste.
- Yes thanks.
- I saw you with your girlfriend and I thought it was very daring; She has an incomparable prostitute style, but what else is to be expected from a being as despicable as you and who, moreover, is completely possessed by the devil as we are, who do not even know what we are doing. But what are you going to do, are they for what? Because you are one of those who only think about sex and that vagabond from afar you can see what it is.
- Oh, but what's wrong? Is my princess jealous? ... Look, my love, I went out with that girl to see how you reacted when you saw us, but do not think that I have stopped loving you.
- No, quiet - said with a firm voice on the other side of the line -, do not think that because of that insignificance I will change with you. I need to hear your voice, I need you to make love to me and I'll always call you when I want to hear you, and you can also call me whenever you want.
That was an impressive woman; his incredible intelligence allowed him to turn the most violent sensations of the heart into thoughts. She was able to take the butterfly from the most tender and colorful love, to submerge it in the cold, cold well of reason. I do not know if I pretended, but nothing seemed to affect it, or would it be that the spell of the fraud was true and we were losing ourselves by the depths and darkness of the pagans?
The absence of Dina Luz desperate me to the extreme
I got depressed and let myself be carried away by wine, women and unlimited pleasures.
The days passed without beginning our mission to make known the religion of the intelligent ones that we had not yet read.

I wandered through the messy pleasure.

They started the parties I dreamed of since we wanted to discover the secrets of sorcerers.
One by one the women I always wanted came to me. Of the indifference towards me, that they never insisted on hiding, with the influence of the money that gave me security, they happened to a kindness so great that almost it grated with the admiration. Everything started to be simple; from flirtatious smiles and insinuating movements we went directly to action, which was precisely what we asked of Mephistopheles. I enjoyed the sweet taste of some dreamed mouths. I got new pleasures with Elizabeth and while Dina Luz remained at home, my body collided with the perfection of young Elizabeth. Occasionally, I would meet Dina Luz in the hotels and with Elizabeth I would stay in my own house. There was something for everyone. One of them was the daring, cheerful, devilish and playful girl; the other was sweet, calm and insatiable. I was madly in love with Dina Luz, but that did not diminish the innocent and delicious attraction that the younger of the two that was Elizabeth exercised over me. I had them all at the same time and they knew it. My body responded with the force of a Hercules at the peak of its vigor. I was totally engrossed. I enjoyed the best that each one could give me and I joined the dances that they proposed me. For one I was violent and for the other I was romantic, dreamer and more shrewd than an old fox. I spread the traps and reaped everything I really wanted. A season of the intense carnival in which I was submerged passed, and, at the end of it, they began to show their virtues and their innumerable defects. They were beautiful women who without thinking, had been educated for the pleasure of the senses. They never ceased to be exciting, but reason began to collide with the dangers in which I was submerged by the desire for constant adventures and the daring I was committing with Juan's wife. I did not tire of the delicious heat of their bodies, but my soul was resentful of the total absence of values. It was strange that I, after having made a deal with Mephistopheles, in which I refused to follow all the paths of light, I continued to long for the good manners of respect and decency. I was completely confused by the duality that would be before my eyes; the pleasure was wet and delicious, but I loved the peace and security that the reading of Nietzsche's philosophy gave me, which, according to the Catholic priests, I should hate with all the strength of my soul. The world was wide and I was surrendered before my feet, so that I would be happy in the way I wanted. Everything was valid. The truth, the happiness and peace of a reconciliation with my soul and with my body that I dehydrated regularly. I began to discover the true path to happiness and, without running over anyone, I started to wander in the freedom of the world that fools insisted on dividing into good and bad, white and black, light and darkness , sin and holiness, the priesthood and debauchery. The world was for me only one, and, without breaking the laws of reasonableness, I devoted myself to contemplate the birth of flowers under the intensity of a sun that shone more and more. I bounced on the bubbles of the champagne and sat with the contemplation of the most beautiful hips. Accompanied the intensity of my hugs with the warm throbbing of the firm breasts of my worshipers on duty. I immersed myself in fleeting adventures and never managed to imagine the exquisite pleasure that the pause and the rest gave me. I who, supposedly, was under the dominion of the mythical Satan according to my two dear friends who never understood the deal with the wise man of the mountain and, nevertheless, the life would have been like a rose opens in a morning, caressed by the diamond frost of a sunrise in the mountains of Antioquia.
On a wonderful Thursday morning, the phone rang when I was still lying down. I was too lazy to get up and let the receiver ring until the communication was cut off. A few seconds passed in silence and when I was sleeping again, the phone began to ring again. I do not know why I thought about Dina Luz and I got up at full speed. I ran down the corridor of the whole house, because my room was in one of the pieces in the back, I went to the living room, I dodged the furniture that always crossed my path, I approached the center table and picked up the receiver.

- Hello! - I said with kindness.
- What was there, my love, I woke you up? - Dina Luz asked on the other side of the line.
- No. I was awake, but still in bed - I clarified with embarrassment that it was already about nine o'clock in the morning.
- I called you because today I woke up with immense desires to see you and, also, because I have to communicate something very important to you. What do you say? You can come?
- Go to your house? - I asked alarmed before the daring proposal.
- Yes. What's wrong?
- No, nothing, but it seems a little risky because the neighbors can see me.
- It does not matter - she said, to calm my agitation -, you have come several times to this house and I do not think it is strange, besides, what will they know if my husband is or not.
I was meditating a few seconds, unable to stop thinking about the movement of her wide hips that carried the atmosphere of sensuality; his wigglers scattered waves of air on all sides and the mere thought of that delicious flesh made my anguished manhood swell.
- Well - I said to accept the proposal -, leave me the tight door, that in twenty minutes I am there.
We do not speak anymore. We said goodbye and I went to take a shower. I dressed in a hurry and went running to the appointment.
On the way I thought about Juan and the commitment that he had for some time with the woman of my dreams, and I did not care.
Definitely, I was caught in the grip of limitless pleasure.
Love for that beautiful lady was like a drug she could not give up.
I got to the front of the house, I looked everywhere and as there was no one, I walked quickly through the garden.

 

 

My body trembled from head to toe; I sensed that this meeting was going to have a great influence on our lives.
I was intoxicated by such a great emotion, that it could not be compared with anything.
I got to the door and as we had agreed, it was open and barely adjusted. My heart was beating violently and my steps were slow and clumsy when I entered.
Upon hearing my arrival, Dina Luz approached me greeting me with kindness, and I could see how her face blushed and covered with the imperceptible sweat that flowed from her passion.
- Hello! How have you been? - He told me nervously - Why have you delayed so much?
- I was thinking for a long time and almost did not decide to come - I said honestly.
I looked her from head to toe and the more I looked at her, the more I loved her. His beauty was ecstatic. The beauty of his fine hands was impressive. His blond hair, the perfection of his face and the smile that showed his beautiful and even teeth, made me think of the most beautiful of the queens and immersed me in a contemplative state. I felt the light, the brightness and the overwhelming force that emanated from his body ... The large eyes of a brilliant honey color, denoted one of those ardent natures that spread his voluptuous joy around him; like those jewelers who spread their music before letting us contemplate the brightest treasures.
My delightful friend had a kind of candor that contradicted the sparks of desire that escaped her eyes. I was silent for a few seconds. I said nothing. My soul was dedicated to the contemplation of that wonderful woman.
- Your visit will cost me my life - he said feeling sad.
Yes? Why? - I asked impressed before his mood.
- Being in your arms and feeling loved by you, in my own home and in my bed, was the wish I mentally asked of Mephistopheles the day I committed my life in search of the truth. I know that after feeling this immense pleasure that I have still felt without fully consummating our love I will inevitably die, because my feelings will be touching the heaven of complete fulfillment, of absolute love and of the heavenly peace that can only affect us. Provide true love.

I went and locked the door. I was watching her and without being able to stand we joined in a desperate hug. My mouth sought his mouth and we could enjoy the soft sweetness of the warmest and most exciting kisses of life. We embraced with a desperation that bordered on violence.
- I love you, my love - he said speaking to me in whispers, so that no one would listen -, and I hate that disgusting Juan. I do not understand, how I can live next to that whippier, effeminate and with bad breath. At first I wanted it, but now it has become unbearable.
My beautiful illusion lowered the eyes and kept silence when understanding that it was ruining the appointment. I kept thinking about how ruthless women are with men or people that are not to your liking. Until one of his occurrences brought me back to reality.
- Why do not you take off your shirt? ... I just want to caress the strength of your chest and feel the throbbing of your heart nearby.
I obeyed and slowly let go of the buttons on my shirt. My tanned skin exerted a powerful attraction on her. He kissed me again and then began to run his tongue around my neck. Slowly and with soft bites he descended until he fell on his knees before my humanity. I was very excited but did not move a single muscle of my body. She loosened the strap of my pants and boldly dipped her hand in my underwear to seek the sweetness of her desires. I felt the wet, warm contact of his mouth on my cock, and with emotion I held her hair and pulled her repeatedly towards me. That girl was phenomenal. My body was shaking with emotion and leaving the advantageous position I had, I made her stand up and I walked with difficulty to the room. I threw her on the bed and lifting her dress, I could see the tiny red panties that multiplied her sensuality. I pulled her underwear and put my fingers into her extremely wet and hot shell. My fingers penetrated again and again, until she began to scream with excitement. I caressed her violently for a few minutes and could no longer endure the fire that consumed me, ripped her underwear and arranged my hot bar in the softness of her burning slit; I penetrated her again and again. In the middle of the violent act I remembered her beautiful breasts and moving away for a few seconds, I got up and helped her get rid of her dress. My tongue gently licked the beautiful, burning nipples. I contemplated with rapture those delicious desserts and squeezed them to drive away the desire I had to bite them. Dina Luz settled into the bed and showing off her unsuspected dare, she grabbed me by the neck and made me take a full turn on my body; to be mounted on me accelerated humanity. I felt my forehead fill with sweat when she picked up my hot filly, set it and let the weight of her body fall on her. The sensation was incomparable, I felt that his hot meats moved away to shelter me in the most delicious embrace. Dina Luz closed her eyes and throwing her body back, she stirred and stirred until her chest and body were shelled in a cry of pleasure and of juices that flooded my humanity, which she could no longer resist; I penetrated her with fury and lifted her from the bed with the strength of my legs, I filled her with the abundant semen of my aroused virility. My body convulsed and my heart wanted to burst with emotion. She squeezed me with the strength of her crazy cavalcade and I, unable to resist that intense feeling, of a push I dismantled her and turning on her body I hugged her and gave her a delicious kiss. We remained embraced in the moisture of our abundant sweat; We were completely soaked and in love. My mind was blank and my body emptied and in peace. How delicious life is during and after an ejaculation!
- Thank you, my love, for letting me feel this! - I said without taking my mouth from his mouth. I stroked her whole body and with delight I realized that she was all wet. We stayed there for about fifteen minutes, until it occurred to her to give me the unexpected news.
- My love, I'm waiting for your son.
- How? - I exclaimed scared. But if I ...
- Calm down, I'm not demanding anything from you!
- Why do you know it's mine?
- Because Juan suffers from a terrible disease ...
<< How? ... >> I thought totally surprised with the words of Dina Luz. My mouth was open in surprise and she continued.
- He has a disease in the testicles that does not allow him to ejaculate.
- How so? ... Explain me slowly please - I investigated without wanting to understand anything.

 

- He cheated on me from the beginning of our relationship. He was always sick and could never have children, because nothing comes out of his testicles. He makes love to me and things do not work well, because he never ejaculates. That is all.
- And you are going to have a son of mine - I said while my heart was shaking with despair.
- Yes, but calm, that he already knows and accepted it as his own, with all normality.
- How! - That was too much for me. I dressed hurriedly and without paying attention to his entreaties, I went out like a sleepwalker to see if I could think better in the street. He was going to have a son and Juan had a strange illness that made him sterile. That was a madness that only she could invent.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER NUMBER FOUR





Time had passed and we completely forgot the pact with the sorcerer.
I tried to immerse myself in the delights of an open and delicious world like a ripe granadilla. My businesses were flourishing and my lovers were still sweet and sensual. My life went on an immense carousel of uncertainty and repentance. For a few days I enjoyed the pleasure of liquor in exaggeration and again I let myself be tempted by Elizabeth, the wide-hipped teenager who still loved me and who still wanted to try everything. In the midst of my despair I knew the amazing effect of marijuana and jumped in one bound to the ecstasy and artificial fortress that cocaine produced. They were endless parties of one or two days, until one day when I was drinking beer, after a long party, I felt the terrible headache that seemed to be announcing a stroke. I was very scared to feel that something was breaking in my brain to immerse myself in the worry that lasted me two or three days, in which I was not able to sleep and in which I reconsidered my situation.

 

Everything was like the awakening of a horrible dream. My body was almost destroyed by alcohol and exaggerated sex. He was exhausted and eager to find the peace and tranquility he possessed before entering the adventure of finding eternal truths.
I began to reorganize my life and, first of all, I detoxed my body and my soul. I stayed, hours and hours, reading books of personal improvement; thinking about the true meaning of my life and writing and rethinking each of the main feelings and activities such as love, freedom, the reason we had lost and the revenge we had with the Zionists. I read, understood and practiced the religion of the intelligent and noticed, with all clarity, the changes I achieved with my new attitude. Everything was going very well, but I could not give up the agitation and desire that Dina Luz produced in me the few times we talked or met. Juan and she were spellbound by the magnitude of the economic fortune they were amassing. In the afternoons, I would sit down and think of a strategy so that my dream of being next to my future son and that spectacular woman would come true. I was tempted to wear the talisman Mephistopheles had given me, but later I thought it was more meritorious if I came to an amicable agreement with her and her husband.
One afternoon when I was alone in my house and completely thoughtful, I called Dina Luz with the intention that she would come to keep me company, since I could not go to where she was, after her husband found out about the baby. I dialed the phone number of his store and a saleswoman left me waiting a long time on the line, because she was very busy. I waited for long minutes until…

 

- Hello, what was there?
- How are you beautiful? - I answered on the other side of the line, forgetting the discomfort of the previous wait.
- Ah! ... It's you - she said as she let out a sigh that soothed her soul.
- What happens? ... I listen to you as worried.
- We have had many problems these days. The harvest of potatoes was lost and the cattle have fallen all the pests that you want to imagine and, to finish adjusting, I bought a shipment of tiles that at the first rain have been left on the roofs and cannot stand the Clients claiming Juan is furious and nothing can calm him down. He thinks the devil is already collecting us the bill.
- Pass it to me, please - I said completely worried.
- He is not. He has taken refuge in alcohol and drugs, and is now getting some Catholic priests to do an exorcism.
- How? ... Tell him to stop doing so many crazy things, that it is normal for new businesses to make mistakes while learning to handle them; that everything is a slow process in life.
- Why do not you come and talk to him personally?
Before me, the weight of guilty conscience fell. After all the betrayals he had done to his wife, I did not have the courage to look him in the eye.
- No. I'd better send him a note of support. Is that these days I am very busy and, besides, it is not wise to be at home because he suddenly feels jealous.
- Good. Send it to me that I will be very grateful and now excuse me, but I am very busy watching to see what is saved from this catastrophe. Bye. That you are well! ... Goodbye!
She hung up the telephone receiver and I kept thinking. In the end I decided and I sent him the next letter.

 

Dear Friend:
Forgive me what has happened with Dina Luz, even though I know that you knew it from the beginning and that you were always in agreement. You cannot deny that I was the best option to meet the needs of your wife, for the deep friendship that has always united us. Take the situation calmly and understand that this had to happen. I have written this letter because I have realized the way you are living in the last days and it gives me a deep sadness to know that your moral structure is totally disintegrating. I cannot explain why you do not try to live in the calm that the enjoyment of sharing with our fellow human beings gives us. Forgive people who according to your sick mind, always try to hurt you. Do not blame your misfortune on the treatment we did with Mephistopheles, who is only a wise man who wanted to share his most valuable secrets. That man all he did was point out the path that his words would not have been able to explain. Understand that the mind is the universe and try to think and dream about good things, so that you can get that positive energy and your dreams can be fulfilled. Channel your optimism and discover that in this life everything is good. If you have had problems on the farm that tells you that the peasants' lives also keep their secrets. Accumulate all the experiences that have given you all your mistakes and apply them, so that in the future you can satisfy all your needs. If you have good intentions you will project a great amount of energy that, necessarily, has to free you from the darkness and the prostration that you insist on living.

 

Put a little love into life and try to be happy by all means, without resorting much to the talisman that the sorcerer gave us. Think you are completely happy. Smile, rejoice and think:
<< And if I did not die, and if I never disappeared, and if I were very happy in the universe. >>
Wherever life is eternal, there where there is no time, space, or limits; there we will go.
All objects contain a truth beyond what we can perceive. They have their own energy, which is not seen, only feels and is not very different from the bone that one night they gave us, so do not take things so seriously and forget those follies of youth.
Be careful and remember that in life you have a friend who adores you. Matthew.
That's how things went.
Between love and disillusionment, our lives developed normally, until I received a desperate letter from Juan, in which he recounted his slow but gradual economic collapse.
Dear Mateo:

 

Thanks for the letter. Be quiet about my wife, because you and I know that she is worth more than three gold coins. Also thank you very much for the words of encouragement, but they have not helped me because something incredible has happened to me. Bad luck became widespread and nothing works well; the blows of Beelzebub are repeated and repeated, until my personal security collapses and, thus, obscure my soul. I have tried to visualize a hopeful and free future of the problems that the pact that we did with the devil was bringing me, but I cannot; the natural force of black power throws me against the walls of my guilty conscience, as if it were a weak and fragile ball. Using your theory, which tries to convince me that everything is happening inside my mind, I wanted to ignore the failures that take me away from my wife and that make my material fortune disappear, thinking that everything is a self-punishment and that the first incidents were product of my carelessness and natural chance, but everything became a whirlpool of darkness and despair in which my strength, my wife, my money, my cattle, my security, my peace, my health and my sanity were lost. I am completely crazy and I let myself fall down with a morbid pleasure that makes me happy. The little humanism that remained in my soul, you have finished you with the treacherous visits you did to my wife when I was working. I am a poor wretch in the service of the devil. Torture to those who approach me dazzled by the brightness of a fortune that no longer exists, I assassinate the illusions of the poor men who work without ceasing, I profane the homes of very humble people and with indolence I rejoice all there is to enjoy in the material world. Cocaine, marijuana, heroin and everything that distorted the painful reality of my past, were and are my companions in the orgies to which I submit my tired body. The exaggerated vices begin to lacerate my organs and my hallucinated brain starts to fall apart like an old scouring pad. I feel the bundles of neurons tear and a terrible pain invades my head as if announcing a deadly stroke. My conscience travels on the ramshackle barge of madness. I kill love and then I want to fill the world with lies, falsehood and evil. I know that one day I will have to pay for all the mistakes made and I resign myself to the idea of ​​seeing Mephistopheles frying my soul in a pan with automotive oil. I, I am no longer a human being; I am a piece of hard and smelly liver, which writhes in the mocha paila of my excessive ambition. I exchanged the peace and the sweetness of a simple life, for the speed, the rumba and the luxury of sin drenched in whiskey and riding the fast cars of beautiful prostitutes. I turned life into a trap and I am beginning to pay, slowly, the terrible crimes that I committed, that I am committing and that I am going to commit. God is at the top of the perfect reasoning and from there, and without moving a single finger, he punishes me with unusual force and precision ... << My God, why do you punish me if you witnessed that we were trying to defend our beliefs. Dreams that led us to the unfortunate deal with the devil? >> << Did you want to see me from your side? ... Why did not you defend me from the templar’s? ... >> << Eternal unity, I'm not going to apologize, because I did not do anything wrong, we were just trying to enter a new cult, and its horrifying methods absorbed us and emptied everything we had in our minds and hearts >>

 

Yes, my friend, how ridiculous I look to claim the ETERNITY that is not the fault that we had been so naive ...
<< My friend, save me please, I am feeling that Satan fills me inside! >>
Dear Mateo, I am not angry with you about my wife, I am angry with myself for having committed the brutality of selling our souls to the devil, I am angry for having completely forgotten our mission to understand eternal unity. Everything went wonderfully well until we decided to make deals with those sorcerers who are more powerful than I imagined. Until later and do not try to rescue me from this whirlpool in which I am already lost. Thank you.
Juan.
I read that letter again and again, and I was very distressed to see my responsibility in his despair. I remained silent, totally sorry.
The days passed in an unaccustomed calm.
Dina Luz did not call me again on the phone.
I had no news of the troubled couple until, on the afternoon of any given day, a singular messenger arrived at my house.
She asked the servants for the Lord and directed her steps towards me, who had been watching her for some time. His breathing was agitated and his face swept with sweat. He handed me an envelope after explaining to me to read the note in a hurry, because his employer was very jealous and should not notice his absence.
Immediately I tore the envelope, extracted the paper and…

My love:

 

I'm desperate with this situation. This home seems hell, but it does not matter because despite the mistreatment of that demon, I'm always thinking of you. Write me some words that are like a refreshing balm, for the wounds that this monster has opened in my body and in my soul, since the day I learned of my fertile state.
Sorry I did not call you, but it has completely cut me off from the world. My love, do not think I'm putting up with all these humiliations out of cowardice; I am doing it for the adored fruit of our love, because I know that if I separate myself from him, he will immediately ask the devil for my death and that of our future son. Until then and forget that damn adventure that got us into this mess and we can never finish.
Take care of yourself and send me kisses with my heart!
Dina Luz


I read that note and my mind went blank. I did not know what to do in the hurry that the messenger manifested. I went to the garden, cut a dozen roses and meanwhile I thought about the reflections that I had written about life and wanted to send them to read and rethink their life. After I went into the house, I picked up paper and pencil and started writing.

 

 

Dear Dina Luz:
I am also desperate for the passive attitude that you show in our relationship. I know that it is not a lack of interest, because I feel that your heart vibrates with love in the few moments that you have been able to be by my side. I do not understand your continuous mania to say: "I cannot", "it does not leave me". Do not you have your own personality to decide what is best for you? ... I cannot understand how a young, pretty and wealthy woman let her limit by the golden cage that her husband has built for her. It is incomprehensible the ridiculous fidelity that you hold in your heart, when you insist on staying where you do not want to be. And do you know what is the saddest? ... That you yourself recognize your stupidity. It was the education you received at the school of Mary Help of Christians, which has thrown you into that life of disguised slavery; because I went through the front of the store and I saw you behind the counter, in a dark corner, submerged in a hill of bills when life is still on the street with all its vitality. I am also afraid of the brutality of your husband who only uses his intelligence to hold you in a disadvantageous condition, while, according to him and some friends of mine, he takes refuge in the fictional paradise of drugs.
I would like to be able to inject a little sensitivity into your heart, so that you can fly with the golden leaves of autumn and tremble with the deep winter of my prolonged absence. I would like to hold you in my arms for all eternity, to enjoy the sweetness of your delicious mouth and to penetrate the hot moisture of your charming body.
I am going to take the boldness of sending you some notes that I wrote to better visualize my thoughts and to rethink my behavior and my future, starting with love and ending with the eternity that we will one day have. I would like to drag you into the unimaginable world of the golden eagles, where we will have the freedom and the joy of being able to love each other without the accusatory look of that accommodated retarded person that you have by your side. Because I do tell you that, a real man, never gives his wife and never accepts a betrayal; unless the impotent one is tired of having you and of not being able to discover the true charms that keep your soul and your heart. Dina Luz, I hope you will react with the words I am writing to you and, please, remember again what was the project we had when we went to the mountain, in which we revealed truths that you two have not yet understood and that we has fighting against ourselves.

 

Lately, your love has filled my heart with pain and that I cannot continue to endure; or change your way of thinking and your strange way of behaving, or I'll have to get you out of my heart, so it costs me my life.
Goodbye, cute princess. Do not let your life end while you take care of the treasures of that monster, which is your undoing. Fill your heart with courage, forget the stories of that supposed devil that only exists in the imagination of the wrong people and come to my side so that we can fulfill the difficult mission of recovering the dignity of humanity. We are going to rid ourselves of the gods and the devils and we are going to vindicate the human being who is the greatest and most important of all that exists in the universe and thus be able to find freedom, joy and the climax of happiness to live eternally.

With a lot of love. Mateo.

I searched an envelope in a hurry, took the notes I had written about life and that were an analysis to try to get rid of and to rid my friends of the confusion that had generated the spell in which, supposedly, we had sold the soul to the devil who, according to them, had us trapped in a number of vices and behaviors that were not normal to us. I put them in the envelope with the hope that they would read them, so that the spell that Mephistopheles had supposedly made them and that had them traveling through the world of dementia would be passed on to them. I sealed the envelope and together with the bouquet of roses, I sent them with the humble girl.
I kept thinking about what Dina Luz's reaction would be when she opened the envelope and found the letter and the notes that read:

 

 

TRADUCIR MÁS

Love

God is love.
Love is eternal.
Love is everything.
Love is creative.
Love purifies you.
Love throws you into action.
Love is to provide without measures.
Love is the way for your total fulfillment.
Love guides your thoughts and supports your attitudes.
Love is the flower of life and, therefore, we must cultivate it and treat it with great tenderness.
Love helps you understand the grandeur of your soul. Search in him peace, pleasure and everything you want, because he is an inexhaustible source of eternity.
If love has come to you, follow it, that the paths through which he journeys are full of sweetness, peace and happiness. Let yourself be enveloped in the warmth of kisses and hugs, because love is delicious even if it is not reciprocated. Believe in my words because they are dictated by love and he must be believed. If you treat love well, he will never punish you, nor fill you with pain because he is made of the eternity that you have always shared.
If you are living a conflicted and desperate love, breathe deeply and think about what is your fault so that things do not work. If you have not been completely honest, if you have not been sincere, do not complain about the thorns of your rose bush because, surely, if you treat your partner well there will be no spears of pain and despair.
Never go against love, because you will be completely unhappy for all eternity, trying to silence a love that is immortal.
Free yourself from your sorrows, correct your mistakes and fight for that love even if it seems impossible.
Forgive and ask for forgiveness, get oriented and try to correct the mistakes that you have made and that have struck the petals of a love that is recent, but that refuses to die.
God is the love of your heart that purifies and magnifies you.
Love has no daggers hidden under its wings; what hurts you are the mistakes you have committed, voluntarily or involuntarily, and that you have to correct to be completely free and thus be able to love with all your heart.
Love is true and pure. Not variable In it there are no seasons like summer or winter. In it there are no cold colors and warm colors. Love is like the wind and the sea, which are a source of permanent life.
Wake up every day in the morning, smile and sing in gratitude for the great amount of love that rests in your soul.
Love will save you.

Freedom

Freedom is the perfume of the mountains, it is the murmur of the wind that shakes the branches of millenary trees.
Freedom is the song of the streams that go in search of the immense sea that is also freedom.
Freedom is the flight of eagles and clouds in the sky.
Freedom is the force with which the waterfalls hit the sparkling rivers.
Freedom is the dreams and the illusions of people clean of heart.
Freedom is the strength of the bull that gets angry when its females bother.
Freedom is the wind.
Freedom is a goal or a triumph.
Freedom is something inherent to you, and that has been linked to your being since always; Feel it and enjoy it.
To be free is to work with love.
To be free is to be able to choose the religion we want.
To be free is to fight to live happy.
To be free is to commit ourselves to our loved ones.
To be free is to be aware of our responsibilities. To be free we must seek the best solution to our daily problems.
Freedom is the feeling of peace produced by the field, when plants begin to grow to reward our work.
Freedom is learning so that our knowledge grows.
Freedom is in your heart, enjoy it.

Knowledge

Knowledge cannot be measured with a meter or weighing on a scale; Knowledge is the collection of own or strange experiences, which you can keep in your mind like a sun that will guide your search for love.
Knowledge liberates your chains and fills you with love, freedom and the pleasure of living.
Knowledge frees us from the dependencies that, traditionally, have subjected men who in ancient times did not understand why thunder and lightning, why storms and earthquakes, why darkness and grinding fire; Those ignorant men of more than two thousand years ago had to invent golden calves, mud images and pagan gods. The evolution of your consciousness is the only way to reach the light of knowledge and truth.
When you know the quantum theory, when you know that we are energy packages within a universe of an energy that is not created or destroyed, when you realize that the universe is God, when you know that everything that happens to you is because you you have chosen it yourself, that day your heart will overflow with joy and you will march on paths of happiness towards eternity.

Pleasure

Pleasure is the fruit of freedom and is there for you to enjoy with enthusiasm and measure.
The search for pleasure will lead you to wisdom.
No pleasure, however exaggerated it may seem, can sully the soul because, can whiskey glasses contaminate the sea? Can the smoke of some cigarettes contaminate all the air? Can the noise of loud music disturb the silence of the night? Can pleasures unbalance the perfect harmony of the universe? ... Can a Zionist capture our souls?
Surely you are wondering: what are the good pleasures and what are the bad ones? ... And I tell you: enjoy life and pleasures, without your rights trampling or diminishing the rights of other people, because when this happens you will no longer have pleasures but bitterness.
It is sad to listen to people when they tell me that life and the world are a prison in which we came to suffer. Why such a negative thought? Could it be that they have not seen the seagulls flying in the middle of the blue sky? Could it be that they have not sat down to think under the fresh willows? Could it be that the sweetness of their mothers has not filled them with hope? Could it be that the warm humidity of the bodies of their companions have not made them vibrate? Could it be that the generous trees have hidden the best fruits in their eyes? ... I cannot understand why they insist on ignoring the paradise that opens up around them. Life screams daily that we enjoy the sun and the rain; enjoy the new bread and the smile of the children, enjoy the energy of their enchanted couples and the exquisite taste of wine that intoxicates the senses, enjoy the work and responsibilities that you choose with wisdom. The world is a magic globe that is full of countless pleasures. Enjoy everything and smile with happiness, because the world of pleasures and exaggerations is the path that will lead you with joy towards wisdom.

 

The happiness

Happiness is the goal.
Live intensely and try to be happy. Rejoice in life. Enjoy the simple things and let your soul be filled with the light of dawn, with the gentle breeze of the mountain, with the song of the birds, with the aroma of the flowers and with the freshness of the happy streams that descend singing a ballad of love. The universe is life and good life. The storms are beautiful. The daily problems are charming challenges and hunger, cold, pain and despair, will make bread more tasty, more warm warmth of your home, more vigorous your spirit and more delicious your illusions.
Practice the religion of the intelligent and your life will be filled with love.

Time
Albert Einstein, one of the greatest scientists that humanity has ever given in all history and one of those responsible for introducing us into the atomic age, demonstrated experimentally that time is relative. Time is a mental conception that we can handle at our whim. Just as rivers are the same river at their birth, in the middle and at the mouth, men are consciousness at the beginning, in the middle and at all times; without ceasing to be the same consciousness in the infinite. Time is a mental creation of man, the only thing that moves and triggers is your sacred thought. Cultivate thinking and he will give you love, freedom, pleasure, happiness and abundance. You are a son of God. Your mind is the universe. Your mind is everything.
The eternity that exists within us, knows that life goes beyond the limits that have been imposed on it with the denomination of time. All people want to accommodate their behavior and direct the march of the spirit according to the years, hours, minutes and seconds, without perceiving that time is relative. That's why we have to do to the idea that the past is the accumulation of today's experiences, and the future are the illusions and dreams of that today.
What is stirred in our souls to generate thought and action, was and is always present, as the eternal energy that forms and forms the stars and the universe.

 

The time is unlimited.
The space is unlimited.
Freedom is unlimited.
Happiness is unlimited

the eternal unity is unlimited.
The original thought comes from eternal unity and the nature of our bodies is sacred.
We are bundles of energy in an infinite universe of energy and all that infinite universe of energy is in continuous movement because eternal unity wants it and each one of us wants it. Our thinking is the engine that drives that world we know and that everyone forms as they want, because there are infinite and infinite probabilities to combine that energy at the moment that everyone wants. We are immersed in the universe of probabilities. If everything is energy and pure knowledge reveals that you can move and control that energy, then it is time to condition life to do what you want.
Manage your behavior, manage your thinking, manage your emotions and condition the odds so you are very happy. Ignore relative time and immerse yourself in a life of eternal joy and happiness.
Thank you. The original thought comes from eternal unity and the nature of our bodies is sacred.
We are bundles of energy in an infinite universe of energy and all that infinite universe of energy, is in continuous movement because eternal unity wants it and each one of us wants it. Our thinking is the engine that drives that world we know and that everyone forms as they want, because there are infinite and infinite probabilities to combine that energy at the moment that everyone wants. We are immersed in the universe of probabilities. If everything is energy and pure knowledge reveals that you can move and control that energy, then it is time to condition life to do what you want.
Manage your behavior, manage your thinking, manage your emotions and condition the odds so you are very happy. Ignore relative time and immerse yourself in a life of eternal joy and happiness.
Thank you.Concientizate of the unity of the universe.

The job

The work is to be in harmony with the earth, with the universe, with you and with everyone. In one way or another, we work and we are in action, in that action that marches majestically in the infinite.
By staying at work we are filling life with love, because we find ourselves and each other in eternity.
Sow the seeds of tenderness and collect the harvests of joy, so that you consume them with pleasure and live in the eternal dimension of love.
All jobs are cute. Sculpt stones and from them sprout monuments to freedom. Take the colors and water them on the canvas so that the rainbow of happiness rises.
Work is love made, sandals, bread and shelter.
Work with love so that the bread has the flavor of your beloved towns, so that your dream comets coquettes with the intense blue of the firmament and so that your engines roar like the lions roar in the jungles of your thought.
Work with tenacity so that in life your trace of love remains.
The work materializes your dreams and strengthens your spirit.
Work is not a punishment as the mediocre pedophiles always wanted to see it.
Work dignifies, work is health and well-being.
The beauty
Beauty is ecstasy.
Beauty is life.
Beauty is eternity.
Beauty is you.
Beauty is the landscape that you like.
Beauty is the sunset that you found wonderful and beauty is your dawn, your half day and your sunset in the eternal love of the universe.
Everything is pretty. Everything is perfectly designed. What did the toads do without their web-footed limbs and without their immense tongue that allows them to catch their food? ... Nature offers you what you want to see. Sunny sunsets are beautiful for some and rainy sunsets are lovely for others. Giraffes are exotically beautiful and horses are classically beautiful. The blond are elegant and the blacks are very strong, the yellows are calm and the Indians are very clever. Everything is a matter of taste, because all life is made with the same material. The immaculate pigeon, the ferocious crocodile, the red cedar and the fragrant eucalyptus are an energy package. The universe is energy and thought is the engine that drives that energy. Thought is consciousness and consciousness is unlimited eternity. We are an active part of absolute eternity and we give beauty to our conscious world.
Someone said: "Beauty is life, when life lifts the veil of its sacred face, but we are life and we are the veil. Beauty is eternity, lovingly contemplating in a mirror, but we are the life and we are the veil. Beauty is eternity contemplating itself lovingly in a mirror, but we are eternity and we are the mirror. "

 

Friendship

Friendship is the love you can give your friends and all the beings of nature.
Friendship is the main means you can use to make your friends advance in the consciousness of eternity. We are all love, friends and eternity.
Friendship is a feeling in which thoughts, illusions and desires are born and shared with love and happiness.
With your friends, share the difficult moments and the happy moments, so that there are laughs and common pleasures.
When you separate from your friends do not get sad, because you will always have their love and strength around you, because they are your energy, because they are your soul, because they are you.
And always remember this: You have to give your best as a sign of friendship, because in all likelihood, you will receive from that same, since it is your soul that gives and receives in the unity of the eternal.

Teaching

Wisdom is not transmitted.
Theories are taught, the thesis is explained and the personal experiences are reported, guided by our judgment; but you cannot tell what the way that led us to find them was. You can read the thought that great men have synthesized in books, but you cannot point the way to wisdom.
The good teacher is not the one who teaches us what he thought, but the one who teaches us to think.
Dictate the commandments, laws or patterns of behavior, and let the pigeon of intelligence revolute and take the knowledge that will make it free. The wise will teach us their works and we will be able to enjoy their maturity, but they will never be able to show us the intensity and the reasonable motive that allowed us to create that beautiful creature. Accumulate knowledge, fertilize the field of your mental solidity and, with complete certainty, in the world of your thoughts will be born exotic and wonderful flowers. We are all conscious and eternal wise, but the total realization, where the thought shines clear like a morning sun, can only be achieved in your heart. Do not believe in magic formulas, or in lovely potions that put you an imaginary devil inside, because everything that happens to you and everything around you is there, because eternal unity wants it, because your mind and only your mind, what he created and he accepted it.

 

The charity

The world is an inexhaustible source of good things and love. Give your fellow men with forgiveness, friendship and your knowledge. You can also offer them material things that calm their hunger, their thirst and their cold. Protect the elderly, the children, and try to obtain the awareness of their eternity that will be much needed in the way of their absolute happiness.
Zionist friend what does your desperate accumulation of wealth mean? Could it be that you fear the thirst for eternity, the hunger for wisdom and the absence of beautiful moments?
On the high road of happiness it is not necessary to travel with the heavy safe of ambition, with the compact necklaces of resentment, with the golden handcuffs and garments of betrayal and envy. To participate in the happiness of this earthly mission, you just have to carry the bread of love, the juices of charity and the wine of friendship, so that our heart of freedom will be drunk and break the silver chains of selfishness.
How much money does it cost you one day to go for a walk with your loved ones? With how much money can you buy the smile of the children and the destitute elderly? ... Friend, do not be enslaved by the luxury that cars, palaces and jewels can offer you. Free yourself of what you have left and share friendship and charity without limits.
The trees give us their fruits, the air refreshes us and the earth welcomes us in its bosom, without any interest. Everything we have accumulated will one day be given. Share some of your treasures and experience the pleasure of giving and the joy that springs up, like a rose, in the mouth of the one who has the courage to receive you something.
Believe in life, in eternal unity and rejoice to be a witness in the distribution of the treasures that you administered with devotion and that now you will share with all those in need, because your act of love has concluded that they have the same rights.
Those who believe in eternity and in the goodness of life, will never have their empty coffers, because they abound in love coins and gleaming jewels of peace and happiness.

 

The religion
Religion is to work, religion is to study, religion is to think, religion is to love and to build a family.
How are we going to separate our dreams from the greatness of their complete fulfillment? How are we going to forget the fruits of our labor? ... We have to believe in our immense capacity to love.
We must never say that man is born, lives, works, studies, dreams, sacrifices, dies and disappears. What would be the point of all this? ... Nor should we believe in the theory of the eternal return proposed by Nietzsche, because ... what would be the point of returning again and again to the school called earth, and then disappearing too? No, gentlemen, the goal of our lives is to develop the awareness of eternity that exists in our soul and discover that we are an active and vital part of the universe from always and forever.
Time is relative and the experiences of other pagan gods are questionable in our time and that is why today, at the beginning of the 21st century, a new philosophy is born called "The religion of the intelligent" which is a way of life that will grow as an offering of love.
Do not insist on being virtuous prudish, because the loudest songs come from free birds. Work, study, dream, love people and be happy; that is all.
You trace your paths in the plain of honesty and justice.
Let's feel proud of the plow, of the company, or rather, let's feel proud of the ordinary things that are our life and our eternity.
Your wings will take you to the height of your dreams or to the depth of a pessimism that can drag you to the well of the losers who get lost in the road.
We invite all men to march on a journey towards eternal happiness

Do you want to be happy? ... Observe the children playing in the park, observe the clouds, the rain, the lightning, the earth, the flowers, the trees, the stars and all that universe he will sing a hymn of eternity.

Vices

"By the way of exaggerations, in which are included the vices, you reach the castle of wisdom"
Who has not had excessive ambitions? Who has not ambitioned power? Who has not abandoned himself in the laziness of conformism? Who has not got drunk with liquor or drugs? Who has not surpassed himself in the gluttony of delicious temptations? Who has not been seduced by the emotions of the game? ... Everyone, in one way or another, we have been tempted by the different vices that are tracing us the right way to reach the peace that gives us being children of eternal unity.
As the world is a spectacle of contrasts, to fly in the heights of peace, love and happiness, it is very likely that before we had to navigate in the currents of the vices that attract us. The game with passion and growing fury, ambition, laziness and ecstasy that produce gluttony, liquor and drugs; they are the drops of discontent, of pain, of ill-humor and of apathy, that torture us and make us see that everything we do outside of selfless love is useless; that the accumulation of treasures is a disturbing ridicule far from humanism, that waste and festivities dehydrate us without being able to reach peace of heart, because the children of Africa and Latin America are starving, at the same time that we have fun, without doing anything to help them.
The moment we get to despair and do not find meaning in life, after having tried everything; it is the perfect moment to return to being like children in the love towards our fellow human beings, in the joy of sharing and in the immense happiness that gives us the forgiveness we give to our bodies and our hearts for the mistakes made. It is necessary to observe with attention the Zionist path that invites greed, ambition, laziness, play and the ecstasy of drugs and alcohol, to try to strengthen us and be better in the eternal journey of the evolution of our consciences.

 

The crime

All the crimes that you commit against your fellowmen, you are committing against yourself; because that will end your spiritual peace, because the voice of your conscience will be a constant whip of flogging, because we live in a universe of perfect balance and all actions will have their reactions against you, because you are life and they are part of that same life yours, because you are part of the eternal and they too.
Like the sea, it is your eternal self.
The universe is your thought and if you feel guilty of an attitude, that feeling will be your punishment.
Your eternal self is not only your soul; it is also formed by your parents, your friends, your land, your preferences, your religion, your universe. The universe.
Much of what is in you will remain human until the day you read those words that the paisa’s have dictated in the religion of the intelligent, because those wise words have originated the consciousness of eternity that will be your awakening; because that human being inside us, the one who commits crimes before having the consciousness of eternity, debated caught in the grip of evolution and is now completely free.
We are all the dream and at the same time the dreamers. In our fellows we will have, one by one, the examples that will strengthen us in the path of eternity.
We cannot separate the righteous from the sinner, the good from the bad, the murderer from the judge, because many times we were the one or the other. We are all on the same adventure of evolving our consciousnesses. We are consciousness and eternity; we are stars, sea and men at the same time. We are part of an indivisible unit. We cannot eliminate the bad fruits of the tree, we cannot apply the ax to the trunk, because we are all roots, flowers, barks and fruits. In addition, there are no bad fruits or barren trees, because everything serves in the beautiful consciousness of eternity.

 

And you, judges, who must be fair, what is the punishment for that human being who has not had the opportunity and has not been able to advance along the paths of love? ... In what way are we going to punish him if , his remorse is greater than his crime, and that throws him, without further opportunities, into the abyss of sadness and melancholy?
The slanderers, the thieves, the despots and the murderers, will disappear in the midst of their own faults and will become seed, tree, wind, river, sea and eternity conscious. While time and space continue in their relativity, the world will continue to spin like a magic cube that shows us the order imposed by universal thought and action.
Laws
We are all happy building the laws, but we are happier even when we break them.
For those of us who travel conscious of our eternity, there is only one pattern of behavior, and that is love. The one who loves does not kill, the one who loves does not violate his fellow human beings, and the one who loves does not snatch the bread of the other creatures. In life we ​​only have to imitate the law dictated by nature on a daily basis, when the tree gives us its fruits with love, when the river falls singing hymns of love that fill us with freshness and delicious fish, when the breeze kisses us and It gives us the aroma of its blooming fields.  Let’s keep goingith the wisdom of animals that only hunt to eat and with the value of eagles that rise in the warm currents of freedom without limits. Follow the law of love and everything else will be given to you in addition. Love your fellows as yourself, because they are an integral part of eternity.

 

The reason

The reason is the calm thought that analyzes what suits us and what does not suit us. The reason is the brake that limits the ocean of our passions, when they grow so strongly that they begin to ignore the rights of our fellow men, when we march like quick arrows shot by the arch of freedom. Within our souls we carry the perfect balance that is generated in eternal unity.
When our vices and our passions begin to grow without measure, then reason comes and plunges them into the pond of intelligent and constructive ideas. Reason turns hatred, revenge and envy into soft melodies of love.
When your passion arises and advances like the furious river that hits the rocks and carries in its bosom the trees and the cattle, it meditates and it penetrates in the prairies of the reasonable thought, and under the shade of the willows and the soft breeze of the love, calm your impulses and think that your thought is reasonable and that in your thinking the philosophy of love that has been born in Antioquia the great originates.
And knowing that we are part of eternity and important creatures of the universe, let us be impelled by our delicious passions, without going beyond the serene limits of reason.

 

Awareness

You are the flower of consciousness in the eternity of the universe.
The world would have no reason to be if we were ephemeral. If we were to appear and disappear like useless flowers, without consciousness, nothing would make sense. All that exists is eternal unity and in it we are oceans, stars, wind, flowers, love and divine consciousness; that is why our souls know the secrets of silence, of the days, of the nights and of the melodies of life, because man is a fecund, infinite and immeasurable sea.
The overwhelming spring of peace will sprout from knowledge, sprout from thought and roll through the hard rock’s of reason; it will sing in the throat of the birds and in the hopeful murmur of the river, and it will roar within the lion and in the sea of ​​our dreams and illusions, and will swing in the perfect balance of eternal unity.

Death 

Death is the passage to the fifth dimension of eternal life, because life and death are a single unit, as are the river and the sea.
With death we free ourselves from the material limitations of time and space, and we begin to travel in the dimension of the stars, in the dimension of dreams and of eternal happiness.
To die is to integrate ourselves into the eternal dance of universal energy.
Death is the summary and collection of experiences that allowed us to accumulate life. Being dead we become birds, reptiles, rainbows, butterflies, dreams, illusions, stars, suns and angels at the same moment. Our essence is universal and eternal.
In the grandiosity of our hopes and desires, we have continually pierced the delicate cellophane that marks the difference between life and death, and with "The religion of the intelligent" helped by simple exercises, we can consciously cross the barrier between the dimension in which we evolved and the fifth dimension in which we are eternal.
The fear of death is the same fear we feel when we struggle to achieve any of our goals, however, is not the joy of accomplishment behind that scare?

 

Only when we reach a certain point in the process of our evolution, will come the death that will integrate us into the eternal dance of truth.
Do not be afraid to die, because that day, and only that day, you will understand what it is to live eternally.

 

 

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CHAPTER NUMBER FIVE

Dear Mateo:

I have received your beautiful flowers and your notes, and I give thanks to life for your audacity. Yes, my love, I was thinking about you all week and I felt a deep anxiety in my whole body, because my husband will not let me phone. I love that you're still interested in me, although I know we cannot see each other again. I will never see you again because John changes everything and, in addition, the unfortunate circumstances that separate us are even greater today. You are my only, forbidden and great love ... The woman of your dreams is very finished because of the damned talisman that has been stealing the energy of his body. I am no longer the shadow of what I was a few days ago. My sculptural figure has hidden under the fat that put on me the great feeling of guilt that I feel when thinking about my ambition, my selfishness and my coldness before the misery of the people. I miss the sudden change you have had to me and I forgive you with all my heart, my lover, because there were countless wonderful moments that I lived by your side. For some days I have been feeling very bad. I cannot stand the idiot Juan, because he submits me to the most disgusting humiliations that can be invented by the mind of an impotent and unbalanced macho like him. It makes me on my knees and forces me to apologize for things that I was not to blame for. He does it to submerge me more, in the disgusting resignation of my mediocrity.
Dear Mateo, if your love for me, had even a little sincerity, come immediately so that you save me from a situation in which even the devil himself has turned his back on me. The damned Mephistopheles no longer obeys my wishes and has left my unusable talisman completely cold. Juan tortures me, day by day, and a jury in the name of his pact with the sorcerer, who will soon assassinate me. Every day we argue because of you and I also ended up cursing your way of being.

 

In case you do not find me alive, take care that this miserable one pays for what he has done to me and our future baby. Do not thank me for the wonderful miracle of having perpetuated your insensitive genetic code in my perfect bowels ... Just remembers with affection my incredible dedication in this mission for dignity, which will lead us to certain death. Now he only keeps tying me to this ungrateful world, the immense love I feel for this creature that is stirring in my belly and that is the only real thing that I could perceive in this miserable life.
The conception, by your sacred intervention, of this adorable creature, meant everything to me. They have been the only truly happy moments of my life. They gave me enormous satisfaction and made me forget in many moments the confusing treatment we did with that ridiculous sorcerer.
With the conception of this small being, I found the peace I had lost after the pact we signed with that man. I feel very happy and this will be of consolation when I am burning in the midst of the flames of pain, tears and sorrows that life has reserved for me. I want to be by your side the day our little son is born, to feel the security that your wisdom and your courage give us. Now, the most important thing is my son, because he is my spirit, he is my image and my essence. My son is you and I am, free of the error that our youthful curiosity forced us to commit. I spent my life on waste, vices, unnecessary luxuries and now I'm missing those forces that I spent badly spent, to raise my son well that is flesh of my flesh, and that the devil also wants to snatch me. I know that with your incredible mental power, you have managed to overcome the relativity of things, to abandon the path of pagan gods that kill without feeling ... I could never understand your theories and now is not the time to enter into those dimensions of love that you yourself do not know what they mean.

 

Something in the depths of my hopeful soul tells me that you have the truth and that consoles me, because I will always be by your side with my son.
I do not understand, my love, how have you gotten rid of a spell that should have held you by the neck as my husband and me? ... A spell that does not let us have a single moment of peace and tranquility. We feel the beating of the devil in our mansion. The food gives off the sulphurous smell of his breath and his footsteps echo in our corridors and in our brains. Even the child perceives the presence of the accursed and wallows inside me as if wanting to escape him. Mateo, you have been an inconsiderate to leave us abandoned, without telling us a word to indicate the way, but quiet that it is not time for complaints and mortifications, it is only time for forgiveness and forgetfulness.
Well, eternal love, come quickly to my home to save your son, who will be the only one free from the stains we receive in the game of irresponsibility.
How sad is the life that corresponded to me! ...
I hope to see you again before I get the death that I already won in the contradictory bets that I made to falsehood and deception. I never understood the meaning of humility, of the peace of the home, of the seriousness of honest work and forgiveness.
Goodbye, my love, forgive me for abandoning the mission that was going to reorient humanity, forgive me for not having your same convictions, forgive my stubborn resignation and forgive the ugly path that I set for you. I always liked you and I did not have the courage to take the initiative and build the love that we both deserved. Juan has censored my friendship with you, and that's why I'm not going to do anything to save our love. Always love you. Come soon because I am completely possessed by the devil. Dina Luz.

 

I was very touched by those words. I contemplated that letter for a few moments and ended up taking it to my lips to kiss it with madness.
I became completely mad with despair. My eyes filled with the tears of impotence and kicking like a child, I felt cornered by the terrible reality. My future son and my beloved wife were legally trapped in the clutches of a monstrous madman. What to do? ... I hit the walls and with painful hands I finally decided, I picked up the phone, dialed Dina Luz's phone number with a trembling pulse of anguish and ...
- Hello! - He answered with his warm voice on the other side of the line.
- What's going on? - I asked in a voice choked with despair.
- Nothing Why? - replied my ridiculous lover.
- Like nothing! - I exclaimed furiously at the unexpected response - So what does this letter that I have in my hands mean? ... In which you say that the son of a prostitute will not let you talk on the phone and that he will kill you.
- What happens is that yesterday I argued with Juan in the morning hours and, in the afternoon, dominated by terrible nerves, I wrote that letter a bit exaggerated, but that really has nothing to do with what is happening here ... At night Juan brought me a bouquet of red roses and a delicious box of imported chocolates and now we are better. Do not worry about me and excuse the bad time I put you through. Although this gives me great joy, because I realize that you really love me.

- Dina Luz, please - I pleaded with pain through the telephone line - come and live by my side. Abandon that madman who only fills your life with bitterness and sadness. Do not stay with him who, sooner or later, will fulfill his threats as the good coward he is.
- I cannot give up my obligation. Here I have a commitment and, besides, I am very sad to leave him alone in the midst of the misery that Satan has brought us.
I was shocked at those words. I did not know what to say before the argument that showed the great love Dina Luz had for Juan. I breathed deeply and controlling my emotions I began to say:
- You are the owner of your future. Choose the life that suits you but, please, try to have a positive mentality. Imagine a happy home, absolute freedom in terms of the treatment you think you have with Satan and that does not really exist. March on the paths of the creative energy of your thought and mold a happy life for you, for your husband and for your future child. Practice the teachings of "The religion of the intelligent" that Mephistopheles gave us and please do not alarm me with your desperate letters. Good?...
- Yeah right. Forgive me and thank you for your help - he replied with humility -. I will try to do what you say. Bye.
- See you later - I said and hung the receiver without achieving peace in the soul. That couple worried me too much, but I had to stay out of their problems.
Apparently I was the only one who was aware of the message that Mephistopheles transmitted to us; he wanted to offer us a new ideology of life and in the midst of the strength of his mind and his peculiar style of behavior, he gave us the summary of the knowledge of the Antioquia matrons, who discovered how to modify the material reality of our environment. Knowledge that is the summary or synthesis of his philosophical thinking. I will try to save my two friends; because that is the least I can do for Juan and Dina Luz. I want to guide them through the clear and transparent paths of the religion of the intelligent that unites us and makes us better. In these moments when they are desperate and they send me letters in which they sense a death that is only within their imagination and their madness. My theories are going to be the path that will lead them to find the meaning of their lives and that, at the end of the story, is the opposite of what they are thinking.

 

The physical and metaphysical probabilities that we have, for the construction of thought and the paths of life, are unlimited, but my friends are determined to find confusion in the theories and arguments that Mephistopheles tried to explain to us, and that for me are completely clear and well-founded. They keep moving in the straight line of suggestions, of dreams of material greatness, but they do not conceive that all that material well-being originates in the power of their minds and they feel guilty because they think that everything is the work of a demonic force that is devouring Why cannot they understand that Mephistopheles is a very evolved being who tried to share, with us, all his knowledge? ...
When we all understand that there are no pagan demons, that we are eternal in the consciousness of thought and the universe, that day we will no longer travel in the straight line of satanic goals, but in the friendly circle of knowledge, of the warm home, of the family loving, of forgiveness without relative, of selfless charity and fecund love. We are in the earthly paradise and it is a lie that the universe has punished us by leaving us in the hands of that diabolical being, who created the imagination of my desperate friends. We live in a world that has always been ours and that will be our children for all eternity, without being affected by the criminal minds that are planning a holy war.
I never thought that the job of teacher or spiritual guide was so nice, I am doing it and I will continue doing it because of the deep love I feel for my dear friends.
The days passed and I let myself be enveloped in an exasperating calm.
I could not stop thinking about my beloved Dina Luz and one day, full of fury, I sent her a letter that hurt me deep in my soul.

 

Dina Luz:

I'm starting to give up on you. I miss your actions and your passivity before the monster that wants to destroy the immense love that we have built. You're disappointing me and I'm telling you to be happy, if that's what you wanted.
With desperation and some ingenuity, I tried to correct the course you were following in life, advising you to come to my side, but everything was useless. Your life is like a television series in which the characters that play the most important roles are already chosen. Everything is mill metrically calculated in your sick mind and there is no reason or motive to make you change. It's almost silly my pretense to want to fill your soul and your heart with the selfless love I feel for you. I would like to change your diabolic thoughts for bright and wonderful illusions, for crazy adventures of freedom, when in your senses and in your soul you predominate by inheritance, in the education that your family must have dictated, the desire to live in sin and organic need of suffering. You live in the egoistic passion that leads you to the mechanical satisfaction of all your material desires, regardless of the world of misery that grows around you. Liquor, drugs, cigarettes and gluttony are common habits in your daily diet, regardless of the lessons suffered by your body and the other people around you. One of your workers told me about a phrase that you are using in the last days in which you say: << The others are the others >>, but you are sadly wrong, because the others are yourself, the others are your relatives, friends and neighbors; the others are your life, they are part of the thought and the universe that you have created around you. I do not know if I'm getting tired of repeating the theories of the religion of the intelligent, which I suspect you have not even read, because you see them as simply theories of a romantic dreamer. No, Dina Luz, these apparently simple theories are the sure path to absolute freedom in love, reconciliation and peace. Free yourself a little of the burden of materialism and you will be completely happy.

 

Of course if you are looking for death and your natural state is pain, I leave you in the absolute freedom to die as you please. Because I do not intend to move another finger for your salvation.
Dina Luz, I do not know if I feel hate or love for you. Take care if you want. Matthew

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER NUMBER SIX

The days passed and Elizabeth, the other girl with whom she shared from time to time, left on the walks that strangers proposed very early. Meanwhile, I was immersed in the silence that was born when trying to find the true meaning of things. I launched into the effervescent world of questions and my body, whipped by inner storms, for a few moments forgot the meaning of the word temptation. I searched for my evolution, I searched for order, I sought improvement and I achieved many successes in all the projects I started, without using the talisman that would provide all these same things, but with less effort. Slowly I began to understand what the word work meant. With a lot of patience I accumulated the treasures that the routine of a simple life provided me and I adored the natural calm of the centenary trees, always guided by the wisdom of the witches of Antioquia.
It hurt me deep in my soul that Dina Luz belonged to another man. Every night my chest was filled with melancholy and that became unbearable until I decided to break that stormy relationship, to end the pain and uncertainty of a short, interrupted romance, with ups and downs and exasperating. We loved each other madly but she was trapped in the clutches of her old religious beliefs and was more aware of her social gatherings and her husband than of me. I think I was being a little unfair in demanding the rights that did not correspond to me, but my macho and rebellious spirit of Antioquia, could not stand the situation anymore. I tried to educate her in a more human conception of life. I tried to take her along the path that wonderful wizard pointed out to us in the middle of the mountain, but she never accepted it. She stuck to protocol, etiquette and diabolical customs dictated by her husband and that only managed to desensitize her soul and ruin her heart.
The night I ended our love, I thought many things and with fury I wrote the letter that will end our relationship.

 

 

Dina Luz: I'm very sorry with you, because every two or three days I leave with a different message, but today I want to finish everything and this time my resignation is true and final, to a romance in which we do not love each other, neither are we faithful, nor do we love ourselves, or anything; and in which neither supplications to the devil, nor to eternal unity, nor to anyone were served. I do not have a vocation, or a martyr or a second-class lover, and therefore I do not want to see you again, or know anything about you. I am frightened by your mediocrity and the lies that you say when you want to extort me with a son that, I doubt even, is mine. You have killed the love I felt for you, with the greed that you have shown in your mad race to accumulate the treasures and treasures that you will not be able to enjoy when you are at the mercy of the envoys of the devil that only exist in your imagination. Surely you will try to ignore these notes that I am now writing and what I do to vent my heart that wants to burst with fury, for your mediocrity and your slowness. I always loved you, but you only wanted the comforts you always displayed in your society as a rich and irreverent girl. I do not know where your intelligence went? I'm sick of your damn calm that so desperate and I worry about that dreamed son that now does not let me sleep in peace. I do not want anything from you anymore. Neither your body, nor your satanic rigged grace, nor your bourgeois ambition cornered. I do not want anything from you. I do not want to share your resignation in hell. I no longer want to penetrate your succulent butt, hot and humid. I do not want to lick your big, excitable breasts. I do not want to go through your amazing entrails and I do not want to walk the paths of your nymph geniality. I want you to remove all the pain that accumulates inside me, when my passionate machismo only finds the cold walls of a lonely and empty room of you. I have invoked Mephistopheles thirty thousand times, to bring you body and soul to my side, but the powerful sorcerer forgot that I am also part of an interesting deal. Gold was a coincidence, as are also coincidences inheritances received by other people who, in reality, are more perverse than ourselves. When it comes to working and accumulating capital, you have shown yourself indefatigable and sure, but when it comes to love, there flows shyness and a slowness that is only understandable when I suspect that you have never loved me. Everything was a physical attraction. Everything was a farce that did not take into account the beauty of feelings and thought; because the beauty of thought exerts even more charm than the beauty of forms. I'm baffled and I feel terribly wrong, when I realize that in this betrayal that what we did to our friend, we were looking for the aurora in a darker sunset than our feelings.
I am empty and dead inside, and I do not want to continue feeling the strange pain that I felt a few days ago when you gave me the news of my lying fatherhood. I invite you to be by my side for all eternity and you always deny yourself; that’s when I go crazy and wish to write notes like this one. Dina Luz, I hate you and I do not want to see you again. What irony, a few days ago I wrote that there was no surplus of a gesture, an attitude, a thought, or a look; that you were the most tranquil, beautiful and intelligent woman in the world and that you were the princess with whom I always dreamed, and now I curse you as the worst of my enemies! Dina Luz: I need you so much that I prefer to get away from my heart, rather than continue supporting you ... Sincérelo, Mateo.
I sent him that terrifying letter and I took refuge in my silence.
The days passed, one by one, and my beloved princess was still submerged in that long and exasperating silence that bothered me so much.
I loved her and I hated her.
Then I thought of her with tenderness and I was hating her absence again, when a card arrived saying:

 

 

 

Dear friend,
You are cordially invited to the party that we will celebrate on the farm "La capuchin de Medellin" on September 20 of this year, at 8 p.m., to thank the almighty for the conception of our firstborn. We hope you do not miss.

 Juan, Dina Luz and Mateo.

That trinomial that invited me left me stunned. Definitely, my friends were very original and they kept on taking me in all the projects that they carried out. I read the note again, how trying to see how strange could find a person who did not know about our pact with the sorcerer and our shared paternity, and found it absolutely normal and discreet.
I rejoiced with emotion and I kept thinking about that special night, of goblins and witches, in which we were going to celebrate the fecundity of our friend. All our acts carried the seal of magic and the charm of shadows and genius. The night of the celebration would be a night of pumpkins and goblins.
My friends gave a dance in their new farm and I, not to be left behind, invited a sweet and beautiful young woman. Dina Luz called me on the phone and we agreed that I would take my partner and two other friends of Juan to the party.
On the appointed day I picked up the women in their car and they went talking on the road and said something that made me furious.
- Imagine that Juan is going to celebrate his wife's pregnancy. How funny! Poor idiot! ... Who would be the one who collaborated doing him the favor? ... Because I know that he is completely impotent.
- How! - Exclaimed my curious and badly educated companion - Is that you ...?
- Sure, dear, I always liked her green eyes and a fortiori since she became a multimillionaire. I took it to bed several times, but the thing did not work as I expected. He caressed me with desire and was very enthusiastic but, when the peak time came he got very nervous and all he did was sweat.
- To me it seems very bad done on your part, to be commenting in public what has lived in their privacy - I protested furious at the unpleasant comment that the girl had made.

 

- That gentleman did not tell me to keep the secret and, besides, I never thought that you would be hit by such an innocent conversation. What a pity!
The atmosphere became tense inside the vehicle, when my temperament changed in a remarkable way. << That happens to Juan for persecuting women without class >> I thought totally furious.
The trip passed in complete silence and the sun was already hiding behind the mountains, when we reached the goal of the farm. The watchman inclined his head to observe those who were inside the vehicle and with an affirmative gesture he gave us license to move on. The air was heavy and suffocating, even though the moon and stars framed the sky in a beautiful evening. The girls commented on the beauty of the immense moon and said that this was the way the coyotes preferred them when they were going to attack.
<< What a pair of birds of ill omen, were the young friends of Juan! >> I thought again.
We advanced the last hundred and fifty meters, enduring the negative atmosphere that emanated from his resounding smiles of bad taste.
I parked the car to the entire front of the exotic farm; I got off the car before the servant arrived to open the door of the two unbearable parrots. I do not know what it was that affected me so much, if the mocking and ordinary tone that they put their gossip, or the information that verified the impotence of Juan. The son Dina Luz carried in her womb was mine and I could hardly deny it anymore. But what was Juan trying to do when he programmed this liar party in which he was going to suffer like a dog? ... I knew his explosive nature and I refused to believe that this farce was to his liking.

 

I crossed the garden, climbed the scales that led to the main door of the beautiful mansion and when I was crossing the lobby I found myself with the look of the most beautiful eyes in the world. There was Dina Luz, sitting on a dark brown sofa, which highlighted the immaculate whiteness of her face. My beloved princess seemed the finest and most delicate of porcelains.
In her noble queen's hand rested a glass that, by color, seemed to contain a natural juice of passion fruit or something like that. She was wearing a white dress that enhanced the beauty of her beauty by exposing her back and her fine princess shoulders. Beside her was a humble companion, who was her messenger since she was incommunicado. I approached them with determination and, before the eyes of the other guests I did not know, I greeted them with a kiss on the cheek.
- Hello, beautiful, how have you been?
- All right. Thank you - his modest and inseparable friend hastened to say. Both were very smiling. Dina Luz looked at me intensely and began to say aloud, so that the guests who were close to us would listen.
- Ladies and gentlemen, dear friends, I present Mateo, the partner and almost brother of my husband. Thanks to him, you and us, we will be able to enjoy a party as long as you wish. They can eat and drink as much as they want, and remember that the only rule is that there are no rules. Feel very comfortable and know that this humble home belongs to you.
While Dina Luz made the kind comments about me, which made me shy, Juan came to my side and silently greeted me with a handshake and a deep look, which I do not know if it was hate or friendship.
- Welcome everyone, and since my friend is here, let the party begin. Music teacher - my great friend ordered and the room was filled with delicious music.

 

The guests kept coming to the mansion and Juan brought his wife by the hand to my side and said:
- Dance with her so she does not get depressed, while I greet the guests that are arriving.
I accepted with a gentle nod and felt that my soul was filled with love for that spectacular woman. I loved his delicate figure, his tone, his expression and his manners. I pressed her against my chest and felt her belly bulging and a heavenly joy.
- And why the almost brother thing? - I asked, to highlight the good detail she had with me, before the other guests.
- Sure - he said softly in my ear -, because I could not present you as the great love of my life and as the direct responsible for motherhood that we are celebrating today.
His words left me in one piece. The heat rose to my face and the discomfort made me sweat copiously.
- It is true...?
- Clear! - She exclaimed with certainty - And do not hesitate because he is completely impotent, or did you not realize the day he threw me in your arms, there in the stream of the paseíllo that?
- So what are you doing at his side?

 

 

- I love him too and although your machismo does not let you understand, in life there are more important things than sex. You were born to be the reproducer and he was born to be the fool that supports all my whims, all my weaknesses and my shame, because you do not believe that life is the continuous paradise that you want to live and that you insist on others living. In life you have to work, day by day, to get the bread, to build a decent home, to have an education and to be able to rest in a quiet old age.
My beloved was talking as if she had forgotten the deal with Mephistopheles and I liked that. Although I did not know if one day we could reach that old age that she predicted.
Thank you for the words you have written to me, although the last letter did not please me much. The notes between life and death have helped me in a great way and now I feel more secure.
The melody we were dancing was finished and we stared at each other in silence.
That woman was a charm. His tender gaze moved me deeply and my heart wanted to burst with happiness. My throat felt dry and I looked everywhere for a saving servant. Dina Luz guessed my thoughts and asked me.
- Do you want me to serve you a whiskey?
- Serve one for me and one for you.

 

 

- No, I cannot drink alcoholic beverages, because I recently read a newspaper clip that explained the immense damage that liquor produces in babies who are in the process of gestation. I better take a "borojó" juice, so that it gives me the necessary strength to make you happy all night.
- How! And what about your husband? - I asked before the words that sounded daring.
- Quiet that I already talked with him, how is it going to be our relationships.
- How! - Those words made my whole humanity shudder - You will not tell me that you have told her everything that happens between us.
- Clear! - He murmured calmly - I told him everything from the beginning. What's more, one day he spied us from the other room when we were making love.
- How? - That was inconceivable - I fell into a cowardly trap, in which the only sinner was me. A servant passed by, I took two glasses of whiskey, I took them one after the other and even so I could alleviate the anguish that was seizing me. I wanted to reclaim my foolish friend, but I did not have the strength to do it. I was the only one responsible for what was happening. I felt very bad and, to aggravate the situation, Juan approached us slowly, and as if guessing the subject of our conversation, he said to me while clapping my back with an ironic smile.
- Do not feel bad, that mine is also yours. I was the one who gave it to you, because you are not going to think that a woman like Dina Luz can be bought with the three dirty coins that you paid for her, and that whenever you want I return them to you. Come, let's march better for the kiosk and there we have a few drinks.

 

We went out the back of the farm and went to the comfortable straw kiosk, where the women of the service roasted the meat in charcoal grills. All the guests were walking behind us like in a procession. The atmosphere was filled with joy and Juan, with an order, made "El mariachi de Guadalajara" begins to play. The liquor ran in abundance and I started to abuse him. I wanted to intoxicate my senses so as not to bear the accusing gaze of my friend. The faces of the guests were filled with color and they ate, talked and sang the songs of pain interpreted by the Mexicans. That serenade was like for me. Juan did not lose the opportunity to ridicule me before the guests and I, already very disoriented by the effects of the liquor, silenced all the guests and in an act of barbarous machismo, I asked them to sing that melody that says: "It's a pity that you're stranger "Everyone sang laughing and applauding, and even Juan was happy with my occurrence.
- So I like me - he said in my ear -, give me where it hurts me the most.
I did not understand what his words meant and I better dedicated myself to look for my abandoned companion who, in front of my discourtesy, went to chat with the musicians. She was furious and did not want to come to my side. That mattered little to me and I rather took another whiskey.
The host's face was frayed by an inexplicable fury, which no one noticed in the midst of the general cacophony. His eyes glared at Dina Luz, when she was staring at me because I was visibly drunk. The impeccably dressed servants went from one place to another, serving the liquor that ignited the emotions. I drank and drank liquor without stopping. Dina Luz, visibly worried, approached me and said:

 

- You're thinking about killing or what?
- How will I die twice, if you already killed me with your ignorance? - I answered rudely.
- And, now, what did I do? - asked the innocent woman who did not understand my drunken words.
- You told our secrets to Juan and that can lead us to only one thing, to death.
- Stop being so mysterious and calm down, that Juan did not worry about that. Have not you noticed how well he has treated you?
- Sure! ... First he's giving me the sweet, and then giving me the club.
- How good! How nice is my beautiful wife with my best friend! ... You two make a beautiful couple, did you already know? ...
No one answered the ironic question and Dina Luz, for the first time, caught the repressed fury her husband kept in his chest. The atmosphere was too tense and I, in the middle of my drunkenness, began to say:
- I do not know what you want with this game, but if Dina Luz is big and you cannot stand it anymore, I will gladly take care of her, because she is a great woman that you do not deserve. And if you have a pain over there in the depths of your soul, you tell me that I cure it when you want; because everything that happens to you is because you feel like it, do not you?

Juan did not answer. All the guests were watching in silence when they heard my words. Then, awkwardly, I went in search of another whiskey.
- And this son of a prostitute is that he thinks he is very macho, or what? ... But let him and he will see that tonight I will give him where it hurts most - Juan said completely crazy. Then he went to the bar and also had a whiskey. The fight was married. Dina Luz approached and said full of anger to her husband:
- Do not treat your friend badly, if someone is to blame for everything, that's me. Today I want to be free and you give me death or I go with him.
Juan was extraordinarily upset.
- Of course, similar arguments and desires have to appear when the devil's claw intercedes - the host stammered with anger. - Why does Dina Luz herself have to ask for death? Why, on this night when I want to do it? ...
Juan would always find that coincidence strange. The heated discussion with his wife, exercised in him an incredible influence as the night progressed, as if there was an early determination, as if there were an order from Satan.
The husband of Dina Luz went to the garden of the house and dropped into the grass. He lay in bed, motionless, for about thirty minutes. He could never remember what he had thought at that time. He realized that an intense fever was taking over him, he felt chills and thought it was better to lie down in bed, but he had no strength to get up and there he fell asleep
- What a shame you're lying there! - the desperate wife exclaimed furiously - Can not you control the damned liquor, or what?
Juan got up staggering. His head wanted to burst. He entered the house in a hurry and went to his head on his bed.
- What is the matter with you? - The dazed wife asked, again - Are you sick, or what?
Juan did not answer anything.

- What hurt you?
- Your betrayal - Juan stammered with anger, closing his eyes and banging his forehead against the wall.
The woman continued looking at him.
- The Devil has taken you - she said, as if mocking. Then he turned around and left the room. He returned after ten minutes with a knife in his hand. He was still lying on his face. Dina Luz was furious and picked him up by the hair and handed him the knife.
- What are you waiting for my throat? - he asked looking at him with despair. He got up without saying anything, threw the razor on the bed and stared at the ceiling.
- Are you a fag, or what? - asked the woman, who remained unanswered again.
- At least, that you do not notice so much - he said with sincere shame - Will you kill me, or will you let me go?
- Now, later I'll kill you - he replied, almost without strength -... Go away!
She stared at him with disgust and then left the room.
A few minutes later, Juan picked up the knife, extracted the sharp blade and watched it for a long time.

 

 

He did not want to commit a crime. He took off his headache and threw himself back on the bed, but could not sleep. He thought of Dina Luz and stood up like lightning. The house was full of drunks everywhere, and in the beds they slept three and four people. He looked for Mateo in the guest room and found him completely drunk there. He grabbed his hair and contemplated his eyes lost in the effect of alcohol. He took the knife and put it on his jugular. His body shuddered and he had an immense desire to kill him. She put him face down on the bed and covered his body with a blanket. He chose the precise point where he was going to break the vein and began to shake madly ... He was not able to kill him. Definitely he was very little man. Mateo, still in a state of unconsciousness, frightened him deeply and saw in him not his friend, but Mephistopheles himself. He left that room and ran in search of his double bed. He threw himself on his back and stayed resting. He was daydreaming and his dreams could not be more rare: He cut Matthew's fingers and his fingers took on a life of their own. He cut off his head and his head protested by sticking out his tongue and yelling obscene things. He dismembered his friend in a hurry and watered the pieces of his flesh all over the room and they, wrapped in a great gale, came together to form the terrifying Matthew who rose up full force to punish his murder. He felt that it was three o'clock in the morning on the clock and he realized that he and his wife were the only ones left awake in the house. Mateo became a monster whenever he wanted to kill him and he had only one alternative to quench his thirst for revenge; he would have to kill his wife. Before, when he imagined that, he figured he would be very afraid, but now he had little, almost nothing. In those moments different images of his objectives ran through his mind. He imagined the room full of lights like a nightclub and with a dance floor and everything. I wanted a house full of music, lights and liquor. Then he thought about something else.

 

Why man lets himself is dragged by the vacuum of perdition, as if it were a magnet that inevitably attracted him? Is it that we all want to fall to the void voluntarily? - He meditated aloud.

He remembered his dealings with Mephistopheles and for a moment he came to himself.
- What brutality - he shouted - No! ... It is better not to think about that! ... When one is lost all things push him to fall light.
A desire crossed his mind for a moment, swift as lightning, and he hastened to vanish it ... He was lucky they were all drunk and no one would notice the fact. He took a breath and touched the heart that was pounding, after opening the knife and placing it open in the right pocket of his jacket. He waited in silence for his scandalous wife to arrive. At that moment, however, everything was silent as if death were coming. Nothing was heard. Juan was suffocating. For a moment he thought she had escaped and his chest filled with fury, but he waited in silence. He went to the door and listening, he listened. Deathly silence. He looked around for the last time, to check that he was completely alone, and checked the pocket of his jacket to check that the knife was there.
<< Will I have enough strength? - She thought - I'll be sick? ... Dina Luz is strong and sober. I'll wait for my heart to calm down. >>
But the heart did not stop hammering. Every time I was more agitated. He could not control himself. He opened the door carefully and called:
- Dina Luz, come here.
Nobody answered I did not need to make a fuss. His wife was in any of the rooms and it was nothing but to go for her, or wait for her to return. He put his ear to the door and listened. He felt the bathroom door move smoothly and knew that his wife was hiding from him. He knew his way of acting. Juan made noise in his room and sang naturally, so that his wife perceived normalcy and returned confident, but it was not like that. Unable to control himself any longer, he left his room and went to the bathroom.
The door was open forming a narrow slit and, again, the curious eyes tried to see in the darkness. At that moment Juan accelerated and took a step forward, Dina Luz scared away and stared at her husband without saying anything.

- What was cute? - Juan asked, trying to pretend as natural as possible, but he did not succeed, because the voice sounded very ironic - Come I'll tell you one thing, but you better turn on the light.
He pushed the door and without waiting for her to invite him in, he went in and turned on the light. The woman ran to the bottom and said:
- Juan! But what's wrong with you? Do you want to kill me, or what?
- Sorry to interrupt your meditations, but it seems ridiculous that you are here where it is so cold. Come, let's go to the room, here you will get sick - said the man as if wanting to protect her.
Dina Luz stared into her husband's eyes. I watched him intently, with fear and distrust. One or two minutes passed and Juan saw in his wife's eyes a glint of resignation, as if he had guessed everything. He had the feeling that he had lost all strength, that fear was taking over him; a terrible fear.
- What happens? Why are you looking at me like that? - he asked furiously - If you want to come and if you do not stay there as what you are, a bitch.
He never thought to say those words. Those offenses came to him as dictated by Satan. Dina Luz regained her composure and said:
- Why are you treating me like that, Juan? What do you want? - He said coming to his side.
- What are you doing in this cold room, if the warm bed awaits you?
- What's wrong with you being so pale? Are you sick, or what?
- I have a fever because of that damn liquor.
The forces were already leaving him, but the woman believed the answer and passing by him said:

 

Let's go to sleep, then.
Juan pulled out the knife and when she turned her back on him, he grabbed her by the hair and in a fraction of a second he passed her by the neck and felt as if she had cut a lot of onion stems. His hand was filled with the warm blood that started gushing forth. Dina Luz stirred so hard that she dragged him to the ground behind her and immediately began to convulse next to him, making a hellish noise. It was a few minutes that seemed eternal and as she kept jumping, not wanting to die, he bit her in the chest with the knife as if he wanted to look for her heart.
He was completely soaked with warm blood. From head to toe. She finally stood still and he got up to watch the macabre scene. Juan stepped back, dropped the knife and threw himself again on his wife to kiss her with disconsolate tears.
- Damn devil! What have you forced me to commit? ...
Dina Luz was dead. His eyes were open and his face was very pale from the loss of blood.

 

John was in full possession of his mental faculties. Fear and fever had disappeared, but he was still trembling from head to toe. Without wasting time he went to the kitchen for a knife and for some plastic bags in which the garbage is thrown. He returned and with all the coldness of the world began to dismember his beloved. He cut off his hands at the height of the elbow joint and, one by one, packed them in a bag. After the arms at shoulder height and also packed. Then he cut his feet at the knees and put them in the bag that was almost full. He went to the kitchen and brought a cloth to clean the blood that flew to the walls, and then introduced the body into two other bags. The body slid with precision in the bags and Juan, smeared with blood from his feet to his head, threw it over his shoulder with great effort and stumbled out in search of the car's box. With much difficulty he put the body next to the car, opened the box and drawing strength from where he did not have, raised the heavy body and threw it into the space that was next to the tool. Then he ran to the bathroom and brought the package that contained the arms and legs, and also threw it there. He stared a few seconds and then closed the lid.
He returned to the house, went to the bathroom, took off his dirty clothes and showered. He picked up the soap and began to wash the blood off the walls. He cleaned everything. He came out naked and went to his room in search of a towel and the last clean clothes he had left. He dried himself and dressed. He went to the car, climbed and hurriedly left for the hill of the mausoleum that was at the front of the farm. In the car he went thinking about the drops of blood that the body should be watering all the way, but did not care.
Fear seized him more and more. He reached the hill and put the body into the mausoleum he had prepared; His clothes and hands got dirty again, and he returned to the house full of fury. He took a rag, cleaned all traces of blood from the car's box and lay down completely exhausted.

 

The universe continued marching in its unchanging tranquility and Mateo continued to sleep peacefully, without knowing what had happened.
Juan remained in bed all morning. He was half asleep and thought of ridiculous things, but he did not dare to get up. Through the window came the radiant rays of the sun of a new day.
The murderer was still lying on the bed with a strong headache and a terrible thirst that forced him to think about a soda. The music flooded the atmosphere with the same melodies they had heard the night before. << Ah! What resistance these scoundrels have - he thought - they drank all night and they are going to continue with the party, what a horrible thing! >> Suddenly, he stood up like lightning.
- How! OMG! How could I have killed my great love? - He thought he was going crazy. He felt like vomiting and his whole body stirred like the leaf of a tree. A terrible fever seized him and he began to sweat with jets. He leaned his head against the wall and, in panic, began to contemplate the dried blood that stained his hands and clothes. It was not explained how, after committing such a horrendous crime, he had returned in the middle of the night. - If I had met someone what explanation would have given, and if? ...

He ran to the door and despite the music rumbling as if by magic, everyone was sleeping the previous night's drunkenness. It was ten o'clock in the morning, approximately, and on the farm nobody regained consciousness. He examined the floor and began to erase the tracks he had left in his nocturnal irruption. << Who would notify us of our absence? ... Who will have turned on the sound system? >>  He thought completely anguished. It was useless; everyone knew that Dina Luz was her inseparable companion. A terrible chill seized him; His teeth chattered and his hair bristled at the thought of the situation. He planned an apology and repeated it a hundred times, until he knew it by heart with details and everything. The plan was perfect. I just had to convince Mateo, because the other guests were practically strangers. Suddenly he remembered that in the jacket he had the knife with which he sacrificed the poor woman. He did not think to throw it in the mountain! What was happening to him? Why did not his brain work? ... He looked at the knife with stupor and did not believe that those scant seven centimeters of bloody steel, had been enough to have killed his beloved. He climbed on the bed and in the space that formed the beams with the roof, hid the dangerous weapon. << I am completely saved. In this country of Colombia, if one is not caught at the moment of the crime, then everything is lost in the paperwork of a deficient prosecutor's office. >> he thought, feeling calmer. Then he smiled without feeling quite well.

 

- How can I think about God, after everything I've done? How can I beg for mercy, if out of pure ambition I sold my soul to Mephistopheles? How can a murderer, like me, beg favors from heaven? >> I had never thought about that. Everything he thought impossible and now he did not know what to do. << What am I complaining about if I chose this path? ... When I chose the supernatural, I chose it with all its advantages and all its follies - he thought may valiant - Could it be that I am going crazy? >> He threw himself in the bed completely exhausted. The fever made him tremble from head to toe and the panic forced him to take refuge under the blankets. Soon he fell asleep. He dreamed that Dina Luz was talking to him with a small creature in his arms and he stood up completely bathed in sweat. << Why do not I escape without anyone seeing me ... I have not changed my clothes stained with blood? ... What's wrong with me? >> He undressed in a hurry and when he was completely naked, he realized that he had no clothes to change. He concentrated mentally until he felt pain in his brain, pressed the talisman and prayed: << Dear Mephistopheles, send me clothes to change me. >> He stared everywhere and nothing appeared. He started looking around the room and when he noticed under the bed, I needed, there was a cardboard box with clothes more or less made to measure. << I do not know if it is coincidence, but everything is fulfilled sooner or later. >> He thought completely calm. The deal was being fulfilled and that gave him a lot of satisfaction. << Nobody notices of the absence of Dina Luz! >> He prayed again, while the blessing was cast. He shuddered, terrified by his evil.

- OMG! - He stammered with anguish - What did I do? ... Honestly, the trial abandons me!
He threw himself into the bed completely exhausted and a chill ran through his entire body. He got under the blankets. The dream and the madness seized him and he fell asleep.
He woke up alarmed, looked at the clock; It had been more than an hour since he had gone to bed. He threw himself on the cardboard box, picked out the clothes and began to dress. << How I could lose so much time without escaping! ... I have not yet covered the corpse! ... I forgot to erase the tracks! I've forgotten everything! ... >>
He took the dirty clothes and put them in the bottom of the box
- Nobody is going to look for what they do not know exists. Fortunately, life is like that! - He concluded standing in the middle of the room. He tried to concentrate and in the middle of his desperation a small plan was drawn: << I bury the corpse, I erase the tracks and I become crazy. Fortunately no one asks for it. What else do I have to do? ... What am I going crazy? Could it be that God is punishing me? ... Could it be that I'm already going straight to hell? ... What am I thinking? >> - he asked furiously.
At that moment he began to think about Dina Luz and the enormous wound that opened in his neck, and that allowed him to see pieces of white flesh like nerves. << With a wound like that, he dies until the devil >> He put the box under the bed, looked around and found nothing suspicious. << Well, I still have the mental clarity and that means that the madness was fleeting >> He thought with great satisfaction, he wanted to smile but he restrained himself. << I cannot let myself be dominated by the feeling of guilt, which gives me the voice of a ridiculous conscience that does not exist. It is better to eliminate all tests. >> He knelt on the floor, took out the box and took out the dirty clothes. << What am I going to do with this? In what do I keep all this crap? ... >>

 

He was standing in the middle of the room, not knowing what to do with all those clothes.
- What if I burn it? ... No, the smoke would alert those who are sleeping. The best thing is that Mephistopheles protects me again.
He sat on the bed, took the amulet out of his pocket and began to say:
- In the name of the all powerful sorcerer, and making spindle of the treatment we have, that all the traces of the crime are erased and that nobody finds out that this clothes exist, stained with the blood of a treacherous love.
He was tired and stretched out in bed completely, letting the chills run down his discouraged body. He did not sleep. He was thinking about the matter and no matter how many laps and turns he gave him, he could not find the solution he was not looking for in the midst of his unconsciousness. There he remained for a long time.
- Who is there? ... What is the voice of locking yourself up and not answering when you talk to them? - the anonymous friend of Mateo shouted, as she knocked on the door - How smart they are, they bring her to one for this farm, they enjoy it and it's just time to go back, everyone becomes drunk to evade responsibility.
- What will you want? ... - Juan asked himself when he heard some female voices - I open the door or I fall asleep? ...
The host raised his head, looked lazily at the door and concentrated all his strength asked:

 

- What do you need?
- How? ... What do I need? ... If you hear this idiot - exclaimed the woman as if addressing another person -. I am Mateo's friend and I have to go to the house.
- Tell him to take it, that he was the one who brought it - Juan answered, obfuscated by the rudeness of the girl who immediately recognized by his voice.
- Juan! Please! - pleaded the girl to the other side -, take me that he is still drunk.
<< This is better - he thought with satisfaction -, I think it is time to face the world with my new killer face. >>
He staggered to his feet as if dizzy, unlocked the door, and turned the knob. There was Mateo's friend, her former lover and another very robust woman with curly hair and tousled like a haystack.
The women looked at him strangely. Juan contemplated them with contempt, but he calmed down when he could appreciate the knife that the fat girl was holding in her right hand.
- And what is that device for? - he asked alarmed.
- It was in case some daring lack of respect at midnight.
Juan breathed with discouragement, reinforcing his old theory that said all ugly women are complex and violent.
Tell Matthew to take them, that he was the one who brought them.
- No, that is unconscious since two in the morning and has not yet been able to wake up.

 

<< How! - Those words were music to your ears - I'm completely saved. The only one who can claim me for the incident was lethargic and stultified by alcohol. How good! >> He thought with joy and emboldened he said:
- Well, my pretty friends, since you have been with me practically all night, deserve to accompany you along that long and tortuous path of my salvation.
They did not understand those words, but they were glad that someone would take them to their homes.
Juan took the women to town and when he returned, in the afternoon, the farm was completely lonely. Everyone had left and nobody asked for Dina Luz.

 

CHAPTER NUMBER SEVEN

the days passed, one after the other, with astonishing slowness.
I was very worried since that morning when I got up completely intoxicated by the whiskeys I had taken at the party. I asked all the guests for Juan and Dina Luz and nobody could tell me why. That morning I did not have the patience to wait for his return and now I was worried because in my heart and in my soul something was needed. << Where are you heart that I do not hear your throbbing? >> I wondered to feel lonely and abandoned by my love that I had not called again. What is happening to him? What will be forgotten about me, like that, without more or more? Or will it be? How!
For the first time a macabre idea crossed my mind. I left everything lying on the farm and left in a hurry in search of Juan.
On the way I wanted to cross an ugly thought in my head and I rejected it at all costs. Afterwards, I felt ridiculous when imagining that nonsense and I began to invent excuses to justify the visit I was going to make, but I did not find any.
<< I also have the right to visit my friends whenever I want; It is impossible that it seems strange to me that I love them. >> I thought as if apologizing.
It was forty-five minutes of travel, in which I struggled not to think about what I was imagining.
My heart was shaking violently and impotence became generalized with so much impetus in my body, that there were times when I felt the strength leave my hands. I braked the car, I breathed deeply, I held the rudder with fury and when I felt good, I continued the march. << The treatment that you think you have with your imaginary demon, balances your strength and it is impossible that she has left ... >> I did not want to think about it. I was very agitated and the sweat was spraying all over my body.

- That sissy, son of a bitch, will pay me - shouted with despair at the slowness of my car -. What if I killed her? What am I doing? ... Why am I thinking? ...
By admitting the possibility of his death with my thought, I am generating the action that in turn makes me react with violence and that has me on the verge of madness in the middle of this car that is slower than a turtle.
I forced myself to think about other things and to walk my mind over phrases and paragraphs that I once found interesting.
<< "You speak when you stop being at peace with your thoughts." >>
<< "You will never be able to climb higher than your successes, nor descend lower than your failures." >>
That exercise was ridiculous and I rejected it more obfuscated than ever. I could not separate my thoughts from Dina Luz and with my thoughts I was generating the negative energy that opened the possibility of her death. Death in which I had a high percentage of guilt for my attitudes, for the damn words I uttered once I had desperate. What if he killed her? What do I do? How can a person who believes he has a pact with a non-existent devil be punished?
- But what am I doing? - I cried out in pain - How can I be thinking about such horrible things? ... I have to think about different things.

<< "No man can reveal to us anything other than what, half-sleeps, rests in the aura of our knowledge." >>
- I am an intelligent man and I have to handle this situation with the calm that a genius would handle - I said to myself as if I were someone else.
<<  Genius? - I thought - And how is a genius? ... The genius is one who explores the depths and moves in the heights, to return from one and the other, with the image of the perfect man and that of his supreme ideal, or be the image of a life that is not subordinated to the laws of death, nor subjected to the chains of flesh and blood, nor imprisoned within the limits of time and place. >>
I was completely crazy.
The road became very long and I, meanwhile, thought of a sea of ​​barbarities.
I arrived at the farm. I stopped furious. I got out of the car, rang the bell on the front door and nobody answered.
- Juan, opens the cursed door. - I screamed with all the strength of my lungs, but silence was the only answer. My perverse friend was not there. I went around the house and on the hill in front I saw the figure of my unmistakable rival. Since I left my house, I could never think of the possibility that Dina Luz was alive. I was full of despair and, without following the path, I ran through the grass in search of my disowned friend. I hurried up and arrived breathless. He was pale with fury, still without checking what I was imagining.
- Where is Dina Luz? - It was the first thing I asked completely agitated by the rapid rise.

 

- The word that is said, the document that is signed and everything we do is the absolute responsibility of our beings ... You preach a lot about what actions and reactions are, and, from what I see, you lack much in your path to the evolution of your consciousness, because you should suppose that your violent acts of betrayal would bring you immense messages of a pain that will tear your soul. Why did you get here? Why do you come in that state of turmoil and despair? Is it that you feel guilty about something? ... I always thought that your great wisdom would lead you to conclude that if you mishandle yourself, betraying the trust that your.
- Leave your stupid explanations and tell me where Dina Luz is.
- There, in the mausoleum - Juan answered, with great confidence.
- How are you, man? - I asked, completely bewildered.
- Accompany me - the psychopath said calmly.
That was like a blow to the center of my head, because I did not know what to do.
We walked through the garden, going around a small house that I did not know, and then slowly moving away from it.
The grass was very well maintained and the total absence of leaf litter, reminded us of a careful work of the gardener.
The afternoon was very beautiful and sunny. The wind stirred the eucalyptus trees and the scythes that rose in a closed circle in which we entered through a small space. That seemed like a natural temple. The peace and silence that reigned in the room seemed to pay homage to the shadows and the rays of the sun that penetrated playfully through the few interstices left by the branches.

 

TRADUCIR MÁS

Juan was paler than usual and his nervous movements made him perceive in the atmosphere that something strange was happening.
- What's going on here? - I asked refusing to understand a truth that floated in the environment.
- You are about to meet the truth of our lives! - Juan exclaimed with unusual force and taking me by the arm, he took me to the center of the mysterious sanctuary. There I almost lost my sense in the face of the terrifying reality. In the middle of a rustic mausoleum of gray and black stones, shone the immaculate whiteness of a marble plaque that read: << Dina Luz Álvarez, September 20, 2016 - >>
- But what is this? - I shouted while holding Juan by the neck - What have you done miserable?
- I killed her - replied calmly the interpellator, without resisting.
I felt that the world was collapsing. I had the killer of my beloved and my son around my neck, and I had only two options: either kill him or forgive him.
<< I cannot add another error to the chain of errors that I have committed, that eternal unity punishes it. >> was what I thought in fractions of a second, before releasing the murderer.
- Did you kill him? ... What happened? - I interrogated completely hurt and impotent.
Juan looked at me with fury, when he felt free from the hands that had gripped his neck.
- She was a full-time treachery; do you want to see her? ... If you want, we dig her out.
A sob escaped me in silence. My face contracted in a grimace of pain and tears poured from my eyes with abundance. For a few seconds I stared without understanding anything. My heartbeat became too strong and I had to open my mouth to find the air that my lungs needed. I breathed hard and my eyes were injected with blood contaminated by hatred. Everything was sinister. The silence was broken by the lament of the wind, in the leaves of the sad scythes. I wanted to kill my friend and with unconscious fury I bit my lower lip until blood gushed out.

 

The white sharpness of the tombstone was ruined by the feast that the flies armed with the nauseating smell of a badly closed tomb, which was beginning to be perceived in the environment. I wanted to strangle my deranged friend, but I did not do anything.
- Let's leave - said Juan, turning his back and starting to walk towards the exit. I looked like an automaton, and we both left the strange natural temple and walked on the soft grass.
The fury that was lodged in my heart was getting bigger and forced me to shudder at the horror of the crime, but I could not do anything because I also felt guilty.
- I observe, dear king of the jungle, that you are completely furious with me. I like that attitude more than any other, because I want to know what a brave man's reaction is when they have cowardly murdered his platonic love. Yes, I killed her and I could not contain myself. In that instant I could breathe in the magical scent of his treacherous voluptuousness. I could feel the softness of his sinful skin and without thinking much, I extracted the knife that was in one of the pockets of my pants, I held it tightly by the hair and began to cut its neck. I squeezed the knife and broke the skin, I made more strength and cut the veins that flooded my hand with the torrent of too hot blood. She struggled to get loose and in the middle of her effort, the air and blood escaped her with the pink color of her face, which was slowly changed by the marble pallor of death. I held her until her eyes widened and she went in search of a soul that flew to the hell that she chose and that forced us to choose us. That was the end of our beloved and inseparable companion.
I listened without being able to believe it, trying not to throw myself on the insane and assassinate him with my own hands. I was trying to understand what the idiot was saying, his gaze obstinately fixed on me. That idiot that until that day was my friend.

 

-       Were you aware of your actions? - I asked looking sadly at the guadual.
- Yes, and I enjoyed it very much, because you know that women are an inexhaustible source of falsehood and betrayal ... If you do not possess the economic stability and the social circle that guarantees them the eternal adoration of their egos inflamed with power, waste and fantasy, then they will spare no effort to make you feel like the poor wretch you are. They are eternal worshipers of humiliation. If you have money, they will make you feel the imperfections of your body. If you have a spectacular figure, every day will be denying your education and your class, and if you have money, education, physical and class, they will easily invent a valuable reason to make your life impossible. Do not regret the death of that libertine. She was a simple and shameless woman.
- Listen, Juan, you've committed a horrible crime and I'm going to make you pay dearly for it.
- And is it that you think that it has not hurt me? ... From the moment he started being your lover, from the moment I met his dirty soul, from the moment I realized that she it was equal to all the others, from the moment I lost all hope and realized that love is the most vulgar merchandise in their hearts; from that moment I am, more than punished, dead in life. There is nothing clean and sincere in the terrible reality of our time. Everything revolves a round the grotesque farce of the benefits.

- And what do you plan to do after that monstrosity? - I said giving up the desire to kill him, so that the voice of his conscience would be his own punishment.
- You have me bored with that prudery. You sell your soul to the Devil and now you are frightened because I killed a vulgar and common woman. Leave those ridiculous shudders and learn to recognize that they only need you to be the source where they can satisfy their exaggerated whims. They are sold as livestock is sold. They are capable of faking a whole life of love, for the luxury of being more well dressed and better off than the others. They are a cult of selfishness and falsehood. They are the most perverse beings on earth and do not think I'm going to implicate you in this. Quiet that if the authorities ask us something, I will confess that I have murdered her for the pleasure of taking revenge for her continuous betrayals. Or do you not know that I observed when you two were sleeping in my bed? ... If you did not respect our friendship, now what are you going to claim? ... Neither you nor anyone can punish me, because I have the sacred power of the Zionists followers of Beelzebub. Not even the safest prisons in the world can contain the eternal impulse of my great freedom. I am free to demolish the false pedestal that the women armed with their lies, to rise above it and subdue the poor slaves of their husbands. Learn only one thing, Matthew, women are and will be eternally sinful. But ... What's wrong with you? ... You're more pale than she was when she died! ... It looks like The original thought comes from eternal unity and the nature of our bodies is sacred.
We are bundles of energy in an infinite universe of energy and all that infinite universe of energy is in continuous movement because eternal unity wants it and each one of us wants it. Our thinking is the engine that drives that world we know and that everyone forms as they want, because there are infinite and infinite probabilities to combine that energy at the moment that everyone wants. We are immersed in the universe of probabilities. If everything is energy and pure knowledge reveals that you can move and control that energy, then it is time to condition life to do what you want.
Manage your behavior, manage your thinking, manage your emotions and condition the odds so you are very happy. Ignore relative time and immerse yourself in a life of eternal joy and happiness.
Thank you.e you're gong to faint!

- Everything you have said has caused me a deep discomfort, which neither my education nor soul nor my body accept. It scares me. I'm terrified of being involved in this adventure with you. That pact that we made with Mephistopheles and that you never understood, has only brought us misfortune ... The abundance, the comforts and the shine of precious stones, mean nothing when they are possessed and we are completely away from the poorest and the love. Life was better when we did not belong to the pagan Zionism that worships the power of money
Ideas and desires swirled in my brain. I thought desperately of the effective formula to end this situation, but I could not find it. Juan was too much of a friend of mine, and besides, I was the one responsible for the pact with that wise sorcerer, whom he could never understand and who made him believe that he was protected by the immense powers of the great darkness of paganism.
- Tell me, Juan, what was that motive so powerful that it took you to commit the crime? - I asked with a broken heart for grief.
- You're interested in those nonsense, or what?
- You have to give me an explanation that justifies the madness that you have committed, otherwise you will have to answer me with your life for that serious error. You loved her before starting the adventure with the unknown ... Is this the case or is not it?

Yes it is.
- So, what has happened?
- What happened? ... You dare to ask that, if you were the one who threw her to death with your attitude of conquering stallion.
- I! - I exclaimed totally surprised.
- I could never forget the cries of satisfaction and the grimaces of pleasure that were drawn on his face the day I allowed them to make love in my presence. They were the forty-five most terrible minutes of my life. I felt an impotent effeminate before the violence and resistance with which you made it yours. She could not forget either and at every moment she complained about the absence of my ejaculations. I do not know why the terrible helplessness came to me when she dreamed of the caresses and penetrations that you gave her that damn afternoon. Power and fame also affected her a lot - Juan continued sadly -; He felt superior to everyone and everyone. I wanted to try it and know everything. He abused liquor, drugs and my love.
- Of your love?

- Yes, my love, because he began to calculate and measure how big my feeling was towards her. First he slept with you and enjoyed those orgasms without caring about my presence. It all hurt a lot but I did not say anything, then flirted with all the men in his path and stayed watching me with a mocking smile, as if seeing what reaction I was taking. She was a bitch that knew exactly what was going to happen to her, because one afternoon she said to me: << Í I know that you love me with madness and with you I will try to see if love is stronger than the will of the person ! >> I did not understand the thing well and she explained to me << Í I am going to provoke you, I am going to despair so much that your soul will opt for renunciation, for crime or for suicide, and I hope it is one of the two last, because that way we can be together forever in hell. Our greatest test of love will be death, because in this dimension we have already overcome the imaginable! >> That's the way things were. One afternoon of fantasy, after having lunch we went to play pool. We pretended to be comfortable but the environment needed the intensity of something weird. The place was practically empty. The business manager watched television and did not realize our existence. I do not know how or when a tall, thin man with long hair entered the scene; That man looked like death disguised as a cowboy. He began to play pool at our side and in the eyes of Dina Luz the brightness of passion and lust ignited. He looked at me full of happiness and started playing like never before. His laughter filled the place with happiness, until the stranger became interested in the great amount of energy released by my beautiful girl. She was leaning over the table, lifting her hips and letting our eyes contemplate all her charms. He released the cord that tightened his shirt and his breasts were shaken almost in complete freedom. He bowed again and the stranger appreciated, in its entirety, the perfect combination between the shape, size and color of her beautiful breasts. I started being a spectator. My shifts ended at the table and she began to play as if in ecstasy, her legs parted with voluptuousness and her hips rose with audacity, until she saw the beginning of her flowered bikinis. The stranger lost shyness to my resignation and began to explain a technique to play, which was too bold to be true. He hugged her from behind and their bodies tightened with the uncontainable strength of desire. I could not take that anymore. I told her to leave immediately and she did not want to. He told me that if I was bored, there were the doors for me to get away. My brain clouded with the fury that contempt caused me and I went to sit down at the bar of the establishment, I ordered a beer and I started to drink it while I watched the happy couple. The administrator watched me bewildered and I, unable to resist the humiliation, I left, because one thing was that he betrayed me with you, that for me you are like a brother, but another thing was the betrayal with that stranger. She arrived at our home at four o'clock in the morning and to all the questions I asked her, she answered with astonishing and hurtful calmness. She knew that I could not stand her and with her attitude, at every moment, she asked me to kill her. I was controlling the situation very calmly, until one night she hit me with fury in the face. Blood began to flow from my nose and she spread it all over my face. All that was very horrible, but the drop that broke the glass came when he shouted that as a man I did not serve. The pain filled me completely and from my anguished brain came the idea of ​​having a macabre party on your birthday, which was the day I murdered her. Everything was calculated, although you simplified things when you started drinking whiskey like crazy.
I shuddered violently, feeling guilty too.

- Of course, of course, I understand - I argued imprisoned of terrible agitation -, you two always liked strange things. They were the creators of curiosity without limits. They let themselves be influenced by pagan messages and in their minds the parameters imposed by a wrong society were deeply rooted. They were fluctuating between an imaginary God and devil, between holiness and sin that has done so much harm to humanity and, thus, the body begins to be a prison from which we must escape. I'm sorry, deep in my heart, because she was much smarter than you and me together.
- Silence! Do you listen? ... - Juan said, completely scared - They are the same babbling that he threw when I was breaking his neck.
I did not hear anything and I had to tell him:
- Please, Juan, visit a doctor to give you something to cure your nerves.
- You are delayed, or what? ... You do not see that we, after we sold our souls to the devil, are above the vulgarities of ordinary people.
- How sad that you two, never understood the message that this great wizard gave us in the middle of the mountain. They were higher-level teachings that their consciences could not assimilate, and began to confuse them with the devil and the sins of the Catholic religion that they have not yet been able to overcome. - I wrote honestly downcast.
Everything was silent for several minutes.
- I have to plug the grave with pure cement, because the nauseating smell, sooner or later, will replace the smell of roses in our peaceful garden. I want to give you the knife that took the life of your adorable love - Juan said, as distracted, before wondering -, Where did I leave the razor?

- You must have it in one of the pockets of the pants - I said to help my disowned friend, in his own incrimination of the horrific crime.
- I have it hidden in the rafters of my room's ceiling. Afterwards I give it to you and I hope you always keep it, so that it is the only thing that reminds you of that terrible adventure in which you mixed us without us being prepared.
I accepted with suspicion.
The words that monster said made me thoughtful. I always tried to act in the best way and, now, Juan, treated me as if I were the culprit. In those moments and from a long time ago, everything I did or said was what seemed most convenient for everyone. Now I got that fool, with the story that he was not prepared for the adventure. Those words did not bother me, but I realized the terrible mental illness that my friend was suffering, and I thought it would be good to make an appointment with some doctors, to analyze it without the passion of having participated in the adventure.

- The normal things that happen to all humans have happened to me and, with this terrible pain that you have inflicted upon me when slaying Dina Luz, I am finishing paying for the exaggerated errors that until recently I committed and committed - I explained to the killer with clarity -. I have had some very big problems, from which I saved the mental attitude that I assumed before them and that I am going to tell you so that you know that the storms have always been for everyone and are normal. Small accidents happened on my farms, from time to time, and it was normal for an apprentice who was just beginning to understand the secrets of a new profession. Anyone would have thought that eternity was punishing me for the treatment we did with the sorcerer of the mountain, but no, I knew with all certainty, that these were natural phenomena, independent of my childishness in the middle of the mountain. I was extremely nervous and in the middle of that emptiness of power, I clung to the sacred hope of the favorable evolution of my consciousness. Everything originated in my subconscious and remained the center of life that stirred within my mind. The path in the evolutionary development that each of us kept in the middle of the soul, was at a critical point because my mind was trying to replace beliefs rooted in the minds of humans from the beginning of their consciousness, but I, without doing much In case of the loss of material objects, I isolated myself from everything and followed with much courage forward. I do not believe in the punishments of the devil of pedophiles, I do not believe in revenge of the Templar’s, I only believe in the good faith of my actions and in the good way by which I will direct my dreams and my hopes, because, among other things, I have discovered that all the material things that I possess are to alleviate my needs and the needs of my fellow men. I know that nothing serious can happen to me today, because I will always be a just man and respectful of life, and of my fellow human beings. That revenge against the Zionist imperialism of the religions that deceive, led me to seek the truth of the objective of our life on earth. Today I do not regret having done those trials and discoveries, and although my life was affected in the transparency and calm of a life that always wants to march within the laws of reason. There were many new activities, for a man who was just beginning to order his thoughts. When I was just taking a pledge from the wings, I was already sinking into the mountain of activities that has a fool full of material things he does not need. Saturated by women who did not want, who did not love and who did not admire; saturated with worries that do not let think, that do not let exercise a body that is exhausted before the work and the excessive amusement, I was not able to avoid the injustice of the treason that I did to you and that I have paid today, with tears of blood. I forgive the monstrous ignorance of your crime and you forgive me for the audacity you threw at me. I knew that life was going to punish me, but I could not stop enjoying that delicious love. In those days of uncertainty I thought I was going to go crazy ... In pagan Zionism, we all dreamed of a lot of money, a lot of power, lots of women, lots of waste, lots of parties, lots of carnival and half way down that road. Dream life, I realized that you did not need so many things to be happy. The food, the sincere affection and the shelter of a roof friend, are enough to be happy. My body was completely exhausted. The forces ran out in the course of the endless parties that we offered almost every day. My eyes were closed by fatigue and the women I had once contemplated with an uncontrollable desire, now let them go without feeling any interest in them. The joy and pleasure of some hallucinated senses, by the things that all people call beautiful, began to be tortuous and annoying, and, finally, you have killed my last illusion. I do not believe in the power of the devil invented by the incapacity of Catholics, but, just in case, I want to punish you, with your own destruction. From today I leave the vices and pleasures that govern the world of the Zionists and I will dedicate myself to fulfill the sacred mission of pointing the way to humanity, a mission that you have interrupted with your ignorance. Bye. I know that you are more lost than me, and I will try to help you as much as I can.

 

 

I began to walk, imprisoned by unspeakable agitation. Juan remained silent and let me go so he would forget about his crime and his existence.
<< Every reasonable man can find company in himself, and I hope that my good friend achieves it >> I thought when I left his side forever. I was completely furious, not daring to wish for the death of a bad friend who, meanwhile, kept thinking.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER NUMBER EIGHT

When I left the Zionist crap, I sent myself away from Juan and felt like he was moving his skin. I thought honestly and convinced myself that my life had to undergo an immediate change. I realized that I was no longer the boy who amused me by tearing secrets from eternity. What knowledge do I have of that terrible adventure? ... The eternal unity has revealed to me the great truth, synthesized in "The religion of the intelligent" born in Antioquia, the great one and once again the old phrase that says: " The path of exaggeration leads to the palace of wisdom "I hope that the knowledge that this beautiful phrase contains also worked there with me.
That day I opened my eyes and looked around, feeling that life was pointing me to the beginning of the path I would have to follow to correct the errors of the religions invented by the loneliness and ignorance of men, who had claimed two more victims, with the life of my adventure companions.
I was standing in the middle of the field, I felt full of a celestial force that protected me from all adversities. The word loneliness ceased to exist in my vocabulary. I felt solid as a rock and I realized that all beings on earth were my brothers and that I needed them as much as they needed me. I breathed deeply and my body was filled with that energy called eternity, which made me shudder. Nobody was as happy as I was, because I was part of that boundless world called eternal unity. He was no longer a cowboy, he was no longer an unhappy billionaire, he was no longer a boy in love, he was no longer a lonely man; Now he was a citizen of eternity, who spoke the language of animals, minerals and vegetables. He belonged to all the castes of the earth, shared the energy of a universe in constant movement and spoke the language of love.

 

From that day I was aware of my eternity and I felt like a brother of the stars and the sun. I was no longer alone; I was part of the eternal world. I started to walk slowly, patiently; I was not heading to New York, or to London, or to Paris, or to Rome, in search of a poor Zionist who commercializes with the spirituality of millions and millions of human beings, becoming that merchant Liar and thief that Jesus Christ made of the temple.
The mountains were my house, the air caressed me as my father caressed me when I was a boy and the rain extinguished the fire that circulated in my veins and in my restless brain. They were a crazy desire to live to point the way of truth to all humanity, to be immensely happy without destroying anyone.
I, in every moment of life, learned new things, because the world was always an inexhaustible source of good experiences. In the mornings I contemplated the whitish light of the beautiful sunrise in the mountains planted with wild pines and in the afternoons I was contemplating the sun that descended full of life and the energy that infected the squirrels that jumped full of health and effusiveness. In the evenings he meditated before the celestial vault that was filled with small diamond points, until forming a collection of distant stars. I identified with the ancient patience of the trees, with the witty grace of the animals and with the living silence of the forests. The world had always existed in the millions of forms that filled life with colors and happiness. The clouds formed capricious landscapes, without losing the old custom of their mothers, the waves, which were allowed to warm by a radiant sun that put them flying over a blue sky more than a new illusion.

 

In other times I managed to make the mistakes of a runaway adolescence, which left me a necklace of beautiful experiences, which now do not fail to shine in my wisdom. I no longer have to look at the beautiful sea, the fresh mountains and the field covered with golden corn, like a deceptive fantasy that prepared me to fly to Rome, to destroy a poor man who did not want to write to love and forgiveness, because he was Very busy inventing stories to hide the sins that shouted the eyes of the millions of children who died of hunger.
There are no longer heavens or far away hells, we are in a paradise full of flowers, bees, streams, butterflies and huge eucalyptus that make fun of the relativity of time.
The forgiveness came to my heart and everything started to be different, things worked wonderfully well. The sun was more radiant. The shade of the forest became more welcoming in its perfect combination of mosses, ferns and orchids. The stream began to sing with more force and its waters turned into crystalline unicorns. The banana, the beans, the corn sands and the mazamorra, acquired a special flavor. Everything was filled with the same love that made my soul vibrate.
The world had always been beautiful and I, in my desire for revenge against the boss of the pedophiles, had not realized that it was still that way. The Zionists have not been part of the celebration of life, because they were always at the side of other loners who, in the midst of their anguish, led them to commit many errors against humanity; mistakes that are now paying into the universal balance of eternal unity.
Now I was living, really, what my consciousness of eternity meant. Before my eyes passed the enchanted seagulls, the reddish sunsets and my heart was full of sun, moon, trees, rivers, mountains, eagles, peace and tranquility.

 

Time passed and I immersed myself in my joyful happiness of forgiveness.
One night I dreamed of Juan and Dina Luz, who had very sad aspects ...
- Why have you abandoned us? - They asked me sadly. I embraced Dina Luz and felt so close, that each of my cells vibrated with the delicious contact of her skin. I kissed that sweet mouth and my hand began to travel the smooth waist that drove me crazy, when ... I found a pair of cold eyes that shone in the most complete darkness. I felt my heart skip a beat and I woke up bathed in sweat. My new lifestyle allowed me to live with tranquility and, nevertheless, the past deal I made with my friends, when we went in search of the truth of our existences and that ended with the murder that Juan committed with Dina Luz, holding me without let me release completely. I kept thinking about that terrible crime committed by Juan and the sadness that must have been cornering him in the midst of his loneliness. I went to visit him several times and I persuaded him to let some professionals help him. I got a doctor, a psychologist, a spiritualist and took my friend, to submit him to an analysis and to prescribe something that would make him come out of the depression and the madness that was killing him after the incident with Dina Luz.
An afternoon of work was scheduled and the professionals were talking with Juan. They took his pulse, weighed it, measured it and calculated his breathing capacity.
That date was the last hope I had to save John from diabolical Zionism, since I could not convince him that eternal unity was truth and life. Those professionals were going to say the last word on the subject and asked to be left in a room completely alone. I accompanied my friend to one of the rooms in the back and returned to listen to the words of the respectable doctors, through the windows of a window that remained open.

- Gentlemen - said the doctor at the beginning of the meeting -, let me give you my opinion about it. This young man does not have any disease, simply, he has read the bible a lot and has been influenced by the ridiculous, archaic and ugly custom that the templar’s and in general almost all the Zionists have, of believing in stories of pagan gods, goblins, appeared, frights and all that their ignorant minds reach to conceive in the midst of their mediocrity. The old men of Israel have influenced so much with their mysterious stories, that there is the result; a boy who no longer distinguishes between the real and the fantastic, and, even though he is not sick or crazy or anything like that, believes firmly in a string of lies that have been cultivated throughout history, men who they have been unable to understand the loving message of Jesus Christ, men who have been left without destiny and without inner peace, men who are even more naive than he is. I am a very busy man and that is why I have taken the boldness to throw my arguments in the first place. What do I recommend? ... Very simple, you have to look for a counselor, a teacher or any educated person to accompany you, to teach you to have confidence in yourself, to explain that there is nothing supernatural, to show you the world as it is, to stop being so naive. Yes, gentlemen, because that's what this boy has, pure boba. The original thought comes from eternal unity and the nature of our bodies is sacred.
We are bundles of energy in an infinite universe of energy and all that infinite universe of energy is in continuous movement because eternal unity wants it and each one of us wants it. Our thinking is the engine that drives that world we know and that everyone forms as they want, because there are infinite and infinite probabilities to combine that energy at the moment that everyone wants. We are immersed in the universe of probabilities. If everything is energy and pure knowledge reveals that you can move and control that energy, then it is time to condition life to do what you want.
Manage your behavior, manage your thinking, manage your emotions and condition the odds so you are very happy. Ignore relative time and immerse yourself in a life of eternal joy and happiness.
Thank you.ba of a Latin American man. You have to take him to New York, so he realizes that the ones you have to be afraid of are the Palestinians who wrap themselves in explosives and never the poor dead who are going to rest and never come back. The one who dies, dies and disappears without further mysteries. I do not know why the Zionists have that strange mania to invent and invent fantastical and supernatural stories. You can be as rough as you want, but that does not justify you becoming a liar, with the sole purpose of frightening others. I do not understand why so much disorientation. What is this boy doing? ... - the doctor investigated as if immersed in a hopeful thought.

- Nothing, because he is immensely rich.
- Clear! I should have guessed! - The doctor exclaimed with irony - Leisure and laziness are the parents of all moral, mental and physical disorders. Each person has to have a profession that distracts him, that subjects him to the world and that gives him a reason to be before his family and before the established society. It is very necessary to have a permanent activity that helps us kill time.
- Do not you think that killing time is killing the conscience and right there killing life? - the psychologist asked with a bit of anger.
Sorry, but you have not understood what I wanted to say - the doctor defended, trying to overcome the incident -. Riches degenerate. Excesses in food, liquor and sex, exhaust us and force us to use stimulants of any kind. Exaggerations that lead to a total imbalance in the body. It is not a secret that your dear patient has gastric problems, continuous problems of dehydration and uncontrollable neurosis crisis. He is a hypochondriac because of excesses. The whiskey has destroyed our patient's liver, and the stomach is completely lacerated and inflamed by ulcers that caused that same liquor in the empty walls. The intellect is atrophied because the patient, in the midst of his orgies, changed the table of values ​​that govern his life and can no longer be compared with others. The large number of women he has had at his disposal has taught him that most of them are sold to the highest bidder and that is why he is no longer stimulated by love. If love does not exist, if everything is bought and sold, if the most exquisite dishes end up getting tired, what is left to live? ... Surely he has asked himself that question more often than we already think that is due to the apparent disorder of his brain. This patient is under a fixed idea that forces him to think of a talisman that warms his hand and forces him to kill. For him, that little bone is like the sacred cows of India, like a lucky coin, like a star of David, like a penny aloe, like a horseshoe, like a four-leaf clover or like any ridiculous object that they want to depend psychologically ... Is this the case, or is not it, colleague? ... - the doctor asked the psychologist and without waiting for an answer he continued -  I recommend a nursing home, where they detoxify him and control the conjugal visits both weaken it. No more liquor, no more drugs, no more sex, no more food in exaggeration, no more excessive paganism and, thus, gastritis, neurosis and brain fatigue will slowly disappear. When he be completely relieved, all your ills will have disappeared because ... "Healthy mind in healthy body"
- Well, it seems to me that, you are starting upside down and that you are confusing the cause with the effect - said the psychologist with authority - It was not the exaggerations that weakened his brain, it was auto-suggestion, for which they were programmed these boys, the one who led them through the completely unknown path of the crap and an existential void. Dina Luz did not resist the anguish after the change of life and provoked the fury of her friend until he killed her. Juan is very beaten and on the verge of terrible madness, reason for our meeting, and from which we have to save him, and Mateo, who has also gone through the tortuous path of exaggeration, has ended up on the beaches of an unaccustomed wisdom. There were three different reactions to the same problem. What shows us the difference between one human being and another? Today we have the punished, the punisher and the natural winner, no matter how difficult the situations, it turns them all into a school of integral learning. For all the above, I propose for this case, a psychological treatment that elevates the self-esteem of our patient, that frees him from the ingrained fetishism and makes him understand that only the will of men exists.

 

- You cannot ignore, you two - the obfuscated spirits began to say -, the power of evil beings in space. That poor man is just a soul and a body that devils and gods dispute. Creators and manipulators of darkness and light alternately. The mind is a space in which the battle for salvation or the total destruction of the soul is waged. There are positive energies and negative energies, which can influence people and, therefore, there is black magic and white magic, which neutralize each other. Human beings cannot defend themselves when they have been covered by a superior energy, therefore, and after having known in detail the characteristics of the spell that our patient has in the darkness, I recommend an immediate exorcism, to free the devil to our friend.
- Why do you have to put witchcraft and supernatural things to diseases? ... - asked the doctor with anger - You do not see that these are pure imaginations and quackeries of yours. Do not think that with your puns this patient will be cured. What works physically, must be cured by physical means and now.
- What a big sadness! - Exclaimed in my hiding place - Doctors, the only thing they know how to prescribe are antibiotics and pills for the flu. Spiritualists everything is going in trial, prayers and incense against the envy of neighbors, and psychologists nobody understands the entanglements that they keep in their minds. The salvation of my friend fluctuates between a laxative that softens the gastritis caused by his bad temper, a scalpel that shattered the piece of brain that Mephistopheles stained and a incense of incense and holy stick. The psychologist is not able to synthesize in formulas what he preaches with his words; he believes that it is a question of self-love, but, where are the self-esteem exercises that erase the problems caused by the strange mania of thinking negatively? The spirit’s, in all safety, he will prescribe hallucinogens to send him on a journey of mental dives, where the patient dreams that he is throwing devils to pieces. Inventions that are the same that have left him in that state of prostration

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- The boy is a psychopath monkey maniac - I heard, clearly, when the psychologist began to say without worrying about lowering his voice - but it is very rich and we have to recommend a treatment, even if it is useless, so we can charge our fee. It does not matter if you have deep moral depressions because of narcotics, it does not matter if the gastric ulcer is growing by the large amounts of whiskey you consume daily, it does not matter if you are crazier than a goat, dreaming of dozens and dozens of ghosts. That is going to die very soon and we will have to continue responding to our commitments. Then, we will prescribe each one a little, to see if we succeed and we manage to save it.
- I recommend that you take laxatives, serum for dehydration and tranquilizer pills that calm the anxiety that will cause alcohol withdrawal - said the doctor in a hurry -. I am also going to send him a food supplement, which will provide him with the vitamins and minerals he lost during the revelry, and help him recover his physical strength. At the same time we can recommend some sections of spirits’ to exorcise the devil and evil thoughts, and, finally, a treatise on self-esteem, valuation and education in activities that stimulate the tenacity of his personality. What do you think? ... - Everyone was silent and the doctor showing his leadership concluded.

- Well, get to work.
I quickly left my hiding place and went to sit in the huge armchairs of the reception room. After a few minutes the doctors left the room and the doctor said:
- The treatment is designed and meticulously studied. We have all concluded, unanimously, that we must cure him the lessons that drink has caused him in the stomach and in his whole body, then we are going to evict the terrifying Satan that hides in the interstices of his mind, and, finally, the lord. Psychologist with his therapies will rebuild the strength of his personality.
All approved affirmatively, when the part of their specialty was mentioned.
- Today we are committed to blank out the details of the treatment - continued the doctor -, which we will apply carefully, when you want your friend to recover health. The treatment is not easy but ...
- Here is the but ... - I said smiling with irony -. You are more lost than we are and here what you need are clear answers. Come to the office, I will pay you the fees for your visit so they can leave.
- It is illogical that you intend an accurate and immediate analysis on this strange disease - the doctor argued impatiently -. That patient has a body, a soul and a reason, which we must study carefully. Believe me, sir, that we are not magicians to heal immediately. We help to heal after a prudent trial.
- That's very good, but what bothers me is that they steal and lie to me as if I were a child. Goodbye.

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They all left full of fury for their homes.

A day passed and another, and I, without daring to denounce the murderer before the inefficient police, I wrote a letter to try to alleviate their pains.
Dear Juan:
It is very difficult to try to teach the true paths of life to a cultured person, and, more difficult still, to try to transmit the abstract knowledge that has been compiled with patience and enthusiasm in the disconcerting search for happiness. I do not think I'm wise, but I consider myself a lucky collector of the experiences that have led me to achieve peace of soul, peace of heart and peace of all the senses. I found the exact dose of what I demand and I will try to explain in a few words, what are the laws and the ways that you must respect to get to achieve your inner balance. After much searching, I have realized that one can realize and enforce all their desires, whatever they may be, including material, moral and spiritual, if you desire them with vehemence. The only thing that influences is your thought and your desire, without taking into account the material. Wealth is only a means that allows rich and structured hearts to reach the fulfillment and satisfaction of their expectations. People who really know how to live do not care so much about material things, as we worry about at the beginning of this unfortunate adventure. We were thinking so much about money, fast cars, the beauty of princesses and luxury, that we did not realize that we were getting poorer and more disoriented than before. What was generating our dissatisfaction and our misery was that same ambition that we began to feel. The true wealth of life is to understand what is the source of all material reality; that source of all material reality is pure knowledge, it is total consciousness. We can know all these things just by thinking about them, since by their nature they are originated in thought; however, we can also know our inner peace by experimenting and gathering information in each of our traumatic defeats. By transcending we find knowledge directly, without the intervention of other people's experiences that confuse us, because you can see the commercial models on television, with those who bombard you every day, very smiling in their new cars and seemingly healthier than the other people, but nobody has told you about their doubts, about their illnesses, about a number of problems that they will not comment on in their messages. The difficulties that, with certainty, also have other people, lead us to evaluate ourselves and to try to know meticulously each of the laws that govern the world. All this process of reflection leads us to know the value of transcendental meditation; meditation that gives us the experience of liberating our soul in a conscious way, although the experience of the one that transcends, in itself, is an expression of pure faith, happiness and happiness. The main advantage of alternating meditation with daily activities is that the deeper we go in the paths of pure consciousness, the more our activities are impregnated with those sublime things in which they thought Muhammad, Jesus Christ, Krishna and Buddha. Our life is slowly filled with the qualities of pure being, which is loving, kind, unlimited, infinite and immortal. The best way to get to this knowledge is the meditation that is our guide of love in this world; however, knowing the qualities in an intellectual form is an end, because whatever our experiences are, they will be the result of the quality of our desires and our thoughts.

The world is magical, since all the material creation, is the being experiencing itself in eternal unity, through the different qualities of its thoughts towards people and towards itself. I will try to explain what the composition of the physical world palpable is. All the bodies that we perceive, when taken into account, are composed of atoms. Gold is composed of atoms; iron is also composed of atoms. The airs, the trees, the animals, all are composed of atoms ... But, what is the difference between a golden atom and an aluminum atom? ... The difference is in the distribution of energy levels; the atom is composed of electrons, protons and neutrons, and, in turn, these particles are composed of the same universal energy. Gold is energy, iron is energy, air is energy, water is energy, animals are energy, we are energy, and the world and life are an immense package of energy. Everything that surrounds us is a large field of energy that obeys the laws of God's eternal functioning. In the middle of that entire energy universe, there is only a dynamic and autonomous impulse; that impulse is thought and we are the owners of it, because eternal unity wanted it that way.

The atom is a very small part that makes up matter. Atoms are composed of different energy levels in which electrons, protons, neutrons and other small particles of energy advance at high speed, according to what quantum theory clearly explains. The atom is like a brick that is going to form the material bodies that can be so big, comparatively, like the buildings, the elephants, the trees, the seas, the mountains, the butterflies, the squirrels and the man. Everything and everyone is made up of small atoms of energy ... What is the quantum field? How is the quantum theory? ... There are atomic particles so small that we cannot see them, we can only photograph them with a device called a particle accelerator, which gives us a record of its nature and existence.
There are infinite mathematical probabilities in the ordering of energy, which are altered by our attitudes and instantaneous behaviors. If you have three companions of different races, your children will be born black, white or yellow depending on the choice you made when choosing your final partner. Also, you can choose the site of your work, your lifestyle, health and well-being that you can provide to your family; forming with your decisions an unlimited amount of probabilities that will affect your future and that only you have chosen, because you enjoy the free will that gives us the power of our eternity. You can be healthy of that enchantment in which you participated, because the reason for that learning was the discovery of our eternity without relative.
We are energy packets in an immense and unlimited universe of energy, so your energy could be tree, stone, river, eagle or whatever fate and probable combinations of matter have wanted to assign. The only thing that differentiates you from trees and animals is your clear and conscious thinking.
In contradiction to the third law of thermodynamics, life continues to march independent and autonomous, in the middle of an energy field that has an unlimited power of disorganization and eternal unity remains the primary impulse that encourages us.

Dear, Juan, I experienced a phenomenon similar to yours, when Mephistopheles revealed those important secrets to us. I despaired, I cried and I screamed, because I had to forget and unlearn everything that I had been taught in my life and from that moment I had to accustom my thoughts to autonomy and total self-sufficiency. There was a time when I felt completely scared and helpless. I thought I was just an imperfect creature in the middle of a perfect universe. I sought the help of the God I was used to and every morning I cried out for his forgiveness and for his clemency, but I did not get an answer from him. The cattle began to die with reasons. One res gave him red rhinitis, another gave bronchopneumonia, the other died of symptomatic charcoal and the time came when in one day two or three animals died, but I did not know anything about cattle when I got in that business. The debts accumulated and at each step the creditors took some of the money that began to run out. Nothing worked well; The car was fused to the car, the carburetor was dislodged and the tires were punctured every so often. A motorcycle that I had for a few days did not work again for no reason. The mechanics arranged it and it took me longer to leave with her from the workshop, than she was to hurt herself again; but I did not know anything about cars or motorcycles when I bought them. The women I really liked, were given to men so insignificant that even my servants deserved to be, but all my women was careless and the only one who endured my rude was Elizabeth who was completely in love. My life became a desperate labyrinth and I did not know what to do. I had no goals or goals. He had no loves or illusions. I did not find meaning in life and I did not like anything. Everything began to be darkness and sorrow. Everything went to the ground like a fragile house of cards. Nothing worked well. Anyone would have thought that eternal unity was punishing me for the natural waste of wealth we found, but, little by little, I began to realize that there was nothing metaphysical and supernatural, but that everything was the accumulated product of constant errors. What I did I had many commitments at the same time and in the midst of my ignorance I did not do anything right. If the cattle do not get vaccinated they have to attack the pests. If the businesses are not managed, they have to be ruined and if we do not offer love and fidelity to our women, what can we expect from them? So, my dear Juan, that you are a unique and autonomous being, and that if you want to save yourself from the abyss in which you submerge by auto-suggestion, in the same way you have to leave them. If you want to be healthy and not believe in the pact that we made with Mephistopheles, a pact you never understood, you will be healthy and totally free of that little commitment we made with that sorcerer. Ask forgiveness to eternal unity for the crime you committed, relax and ignore everything that affects you to get ahead.
Matthew.
Juan read the letter almost without understanding anything.
I was trying to save him from certain death and he could only think ...
<< I can not live after what I did. I had the hope of dying in the hands of the treacherous Mateo, but that was not male but with my wife. He behaves like a scared chicken and leaves with his tail between his legs, and then sends me letters with the laws of a physics that I did not understand in school. I'm delirious. I'm on the verge of death and life seems more unbearable. I do not want to be. I do not want to be conscious again after the traumatic limitations that touched me to live in this ungrateful world. Who wants to be eternal after having lived with a beautiful woman, who got a lover right? ... My eternity would be an eternal anguish, because I, why am I going to take my impotence to the whole cosmos. That would be an unlimited and universal impotence. Very nice that, or what? >>
Juan thought, while he continued to protest in the midst of his despair and...

 

I was napping after lunch and, lying in my bed, I dreamed of a letter that Dina Luz had left me in another of the desperate dreams that crossed my mind after the crime, and that read as follows:
On this beautiful and special day, for the first time, yes, for the first time, I open my soul's eyes to contemplate the intense blue of the sky. Oh! ... I will not see you again. Distance and circumstances take you away from me. Today I am dead at the hands of my husband's monster, but that was written from the beginning and I do not know, now, why I am surprised that he has fulfilled it. Yes! Be in mourning, my love, and display a terrible revenge for my death, with the strength of your arms and your spirit. Mateo, our love is a feeling without equal! What more like heavenly bliss! My love, for you I will go to eternity! Today is the first day that I love you without limits, thanks to the brutality of my husband, who left me lying on earth, lifeless. Die! What is to die if I am now eternal? ...
Ah! ... We trembled when we spoke of death ... I never saw anyone die, but I consider the limits of humanity normal, although the beginning and the end of existence are for everyone a mystery. In these moments I am mine and yours. Yours, yours even after death! Oh, my love, today, tomorrow and always, I will be in your thoughts and in your memories! ... We will be together, forever, in the eternity that the violent madness of the ignorant John gave me.

 

What does death mean if the universe gives us its eternal life? How can we cease to exist? ... We are and will be an active and important part in eternity. I believe in everything you say, Mateo, but it was written that this tragedy had to happen so that your spirit would be strengthened in the mission of taking this message to all humanity. Juan was my husband, but that was only for the people and, for those same people, it is only a sin that I would have liked to be in your arms and feel the sweetness of your kisses. A sin? What does that sin mean when my soul already flies in a limitless eternity? Okay, I had to receive a punishment because I had tasted sin in all its heavenly delights; when I aspired avidly all the juice and all the strength of your beautiful body. Juan sold me for a handful of gold coins and from that moment I am yours. I am yours! ... Yours! ... Matthew, I left first, but I will be waiting for you here in eternity! ... In your eternity! ... And I will listen to your moans and watch your mission and that will comfort me until you come to the fifth dimension! Then I will fly to meet you, I will embrace you with madness and in the eternal and infinite, we will confuse our existences in an immortal embrace!
I woke up and my eyes filled with the tears of impotence. I wanted to take the gun and march down the road of revenge and perdition, in search of my disowned friend. I intensely wished for Juan's death and, to my surprise, at that same moment his servant arrived with a letter that read:

Dear Mateo:

 

Thank you for the notes you write to me, but I am not for those reasons that I have not been able to understand. I need you to do me the favor of lending me a gun to solve a very big problem that I have. I want you to lend me that gun with all the love of your heart, because I'm going to march to the other side of the world in search of the peace of my soul. I have not been able to get rid of the terrible spell that has me trapped in the claws of the devil and that forced me to kill my innocent woman. And calm that I have already forgiven all your betrayals and I also forgave the audacity you committed when we entered an adventure for which we were not prepared.
Thank you.
I read and with a strange agitation, as if I had been struck by lightning, I wanted to get up and my legs did not obey him. He did not explain to me what was happening to me, a minute ago I wished with all my heart the death of my friend and now I wanted to stop him so that he would not end his life. I hesitated but, finally, making a very big effort and leaving everything to chance of universal balance, I got up, went to the library, looked behind the books, took out a nine millimeter pistol, cleaned the dust, handed it to the servant and I said:
- Let the gentleman know that I wish him a good trip and that I wish him all the luck of the world, although I know that this is not the way.
The servant left. I took the scrolls that contained the religion of the intelligent and I began to read to calm the soul and forget the friend who was losing without finding the true path. I did not know if he was sad or happy. I wanted to numb my heart and breathe deeply take out the incident of my thought.

Write:
"Yes, you, who have seized the absolute truth of eternal unity, approve of the decision I have taken to rid the world of the true antichrist, the 666 of the new century, I will march to the bottom of hell with my heart overflowing with joy. What irony, my friend, I plunge into the deep abyss of perdition and march towards him, with a heart overflowing with joy! What a great mistake we have made in selling our souls to the ruthless Zionists who only they care about money! ... Ah, dear Mateo, what is the power of ambition. Having the clear objective in the struggle to SPREAD THE TRUTHS OF ETERNAL UNITY; a mission in which we give everything, even the soul, and let ourselves be seduced by the enchanting shine of material things. Fast cars, beautiful women selling to the highest bidder, houses with marble floors and gold taps, apartments in luxurious buildings, yachts at sea, trips and meals, were the perfect trap for the naive that we did not stop to think about the first and only reason we were looking for in this adventure. We had to renounce the temptations of the devil and enjoy the exquisite taste of homemade bread, the delicious smell of the juice made with the wild fruits that grew around our colorful and peaceful houses, the sweetness and sincerity of the women that our old people they educated to love and respect, but no, we had to advance along the path that the Zionist drew us that always leads to a horrible death. We could not understand THE ETERNITY OF OUR BEINGS. The warmth of the home, the peace that fills us when we have fulfilled our duties, the smile of the little children who were left unborn and the humble woman who was going to cry for our absence, were insufficient promises for the arrogance and pride that existed within our rebellious and vengeful hearts.

 

The servant arrived with my gun and Juan was very happy to know that his friend of the soul left in his hands the decision of self-punishment.
- You have made me the avenging angel of Dina Luz's death. An authorization that comes from your hands makes me feel at peace with me and with you. You, loyal friend, you throw me to a decision of dignity without time, without space, without methods. Duty in which you have to eliminate a man, a pagan thought and a lifestyle. You, dear Matthew, are choosing the form and time of my evolution, according to your thoughts, although I do not believe much in the functioning of that energy that you have stubbornly insisted on explaining to me! ... Death, which is so natural In the life of philosophers like you, I find it less horrifying if it is my hand that has to inflict it for the common good. I do not know if you do me a good thing or if you are getting rid of the traumas that my satanic madness could have caused you with the murder of Dina Luz, when I was immersed in the spells of Mephistopheles and was not responsible for anything. Anyway, I'm not going to speculate about that, the only thing that matters to me is that you, my dear and great friend, approve the firm intention that I am the avenging angel to punish the mistakes that have done so much damage to our friendship. Today I throw myself into the abyss of conscious suicide, from which I will never be able to free myself, because, unfortunately for me, I will travel with him to hell, where my punishment will continue for centuries of the ages. Oh, what sadness! ... There is no salvation for our sinful souls! ...

 

My friend, I do not know if I love you or if I hate you, for having gotten myself into this necessary mission. Yes ... I'm sorry, but I cannot remember with pleasure the being who helped me in the eerie adventure of selling my soul to Beelzebub, king of the underworld. I love you good friend, take care of yourself a lot and please do not hold a grudge against me. You were always my spiritual guide, you were always my philosophical support and that day, at the time I needed it the most, you sent me that confusing letter that I do not know how you wrote. Who wanted to study quantum theory, when he lost his soul? Who can believe a God, when the Devil is already holding him by the scruff? Who can believe in the power of thought, when destiny has already assigned us the path of perdition? "
"Oh, dear friend, in these moments I recognize my absolute incapacity, but I was able to renew my sick body and soul, believing in the correct theories that you expound. I was analyzing your advice and I found the way to the fifth dimension. "
"It comforts people who miss my presence, although I know there are not many such people. Tell the story of my life to those who want to hear it, so that no one falls into the treacherous trap of the Zionists.
The body of Dina Luz is still buried in the mausoleum that I showed you on the farm of the tambo. As you already know, there I buried our beloved love ... Forgive me that monstrosity that you endeavored to ignore! ... Until forever! In eternal unity we see ourselves, after I have paid the price for the death of Dina Luz!
He was thoughtful all afternoon. He organized all the documents he wanted to leave and shot himself with a blow to the top of his brain.

 

CHAPTER NUMBER NINE


People started arriving very early. Buses from El Peñol, Alejandría and San Rafael were located near my house. Trucks and trolleys full of peasants were also coming. The inhabitants of my town dressed in the best gala, while in the bottom of my chest the nervousness grew to be thinking about the final encounter. The Mass on Holy Thursday, September 13, 2116, was to be celebrated at two in the afternoon and I was aware of what was going to happen. In this mass the paralytics, the blind, the cancer patients, the heart patients and the sick of the soul are cured like my friends who thought they were possessed of the devil. Fifteen minutes were missing for the appointed time and people were moving by my side in search of a good place in the main park. Everyone went in search of health, although everyone I was observing seemed completely healthy. I felt like going to the main park and I started under the inclement sun, which warmed one of the most important days of my life. Some people went towards the center of the town, while the others worked in their most immediate work, ignoring the great celebration. The driver and the assistant of a bus, made mechanical repairs to the vehicle and some children picked up the containers that the visitors threw on the floor. Behind me came a boy whom I had distinguished for a long time and who had one brown eye and the other blue; I smiled inside and foolishly thought that his desire was totally out of the hands of eternal unity, what could a Catholic bishop do against a genetic defect? ​​... On the doors of the houses, the ladies sold edibles in improvised vents. The policemen were dressed in full dress and controlled the traffic of the vehicles and the affluence of public that every time became greater. At last I found a really sick person; she was a girl about sixteen years of age and she was walking with real difficulty, leaning on the shoulder of what was surely her sister. I watched them closely and I felt real sorrow that such a beautiful woman was in those conditions. A gentleman, with a huge red briefcase that reminded me of one I had when I was a student, sold corn cakes a block before entering the park in which they asked for applause for Jesus Christ on the loudspeaker. Everything was a generalized party. The park was flooded with multicolored bombs, from live to virgin and offers of lemonade, crystal water and pallets. I met many friends who greeted me as if surprised; At that moment I do not know what my face reflected. The high speaker asked the people to open space so that the procession could advance to the altar. I reached the center of the park where a celestial and contagious music played, and I was able to observe the priests, the deacons and the miraculous monsignor who walked majestically with his staff, wearing an impeccable white dress and adorned with a cape wearing a figure in blue. and black that I could not see well. The priests were lost in the crowd and only members of the civil defense were left in their orange uniforms and those of the red cross with an unmistakable vocation for services. In the place where I was standing, which was the entire front of the church, was a post of information and report of stray. The sun beat on our faces and people moved to take refuge in the shadows cast by the trees in the park. It was already two in the afternoon and twenty-five minutes, and the famous celebration that was scheduled for two was not yet started. I walked along the path that limited the ties where the priests had gone, and in a minute I was in front of the tent where the members of the church were singing a modern and joyful song. Suddenly, everything was silent and a delicious voice, with a very quiet accent, reached our ears and the great Eucharistic banquet began. The priest recommended that we make a profound silence to repent of our miseries and our sins and the crowd began to pray: "I confess all my sins to God ..."

The prayers of rigor were prayed and then there was a pause to sing to Jesus Christ.
The sun shone inclemently in the middle of a beautiful blue sky. The music resounded through the loudspeakers and the crowd sang with their arms raised. The umbrellas were rising to calm the intense rays of the sun and at one point it was impossible to observe the altar where they had some problems with the sound amplification equipment. At last a voice that seemed familiar was heard. I tried to observe in the middle of the crowd and the umbrellas and I could not believe it, there was Mephistopheles; Monseñor "The miraculous" and the sorcerer of "El capiro" were the same person. My heart stirred like crazy and I wanted to flee in a hurry, however, something stopped me and I continued listening to the word of God announced by the friends of that fraud.
There was Mephistopheles, imparting the spiritual peace that each one needed. My astonishment was very great and at that precise moment I understood that, in the Catholic Church, there were a great number of infiltrators who could do him a lot of good or a lot of damage.

Since we introduced ourselves to this wise man, he certainly guessed our future mission and with all the power of his wisdom, he gave us his most important secrets for which the vast majority of people are not prepared. I stopped for a moment and remembering the past, analyzed each of the adventures we live. The pacts, the findings, the conquests, the murder, the feelings of guilt and the triumphs of accelerated learning. All this came from the unsuspected power of new knowledge and my two friends were among the first victims of a necessary evolution. With all the illuminating energy of Mephistopheles, he transmitted to us a great knowledge that we were not prepared to handle and a world of doubts was formed in our minds and the subconscious pushed us to the regrettable actions in which Dina Luz lost her life. We went gathering everything necessary for the great adventure of our lives and, the overwhelming truth that we discovered surpassed my two poor friends who were lost in the innumerable paths that opened the immense power of our minds. The construction of exciting adventures became a habit and the subconscious of the brain behaved like an inexhaustible quarry of fantastic dreams. We mentalized ourselves in the pleasure and vitality of our young desires, dictated everything that Mephistopheles wanted us to do. If time and space were relative, the only thing that remained was the divine strength of our immortal souls and, being engaged in a mission that we were completely unaware of, we made all the mistakes that are made when we have a power that is not He knows how to drive. The laws and the material order were molded to our desires and we did not know how to channel them. We were invaded by an extraordinary energy, which filled our souls inside and allowed us to travel in the unsuspected world of our unsatisfied desires. We were being guided by the power of a superior race that would strengthen or destroy us. We were the heirs of the most advanced knowledge of all humanity and my colleagues could not understand them.

 

I began to feel in the depth of my being, the infinite wisdom of eternal unity, which is the source of peace, happiness and life, which originates in ourselves. The intelligence and clarity of my thoughts allowed me to see the world as a simple and transparent crystal ball. Everything was beautiful and simple. There is no time or space for the evil spirits, therefore, wherever you want to travel mentally, there you will go with the unshakeable conviction of your eternity, because you yourself are the way, the truth and the life; because each one is a mental and spiritual being, who uses a material body as a reference, but who possesses another subtle form that can travel the entire world without limitations of time or space or desires and that is the soul.
I felt the powerful energy of Mephistopheles and although my head was full of unknowns, I analyzed it and I continued to enjoy the songs that filled the atmosphere of holiness. The incense was abundant and the voice of Mephistopheles rumbled loudly and said:
- Science has not been able to determine why we grow old and why we die. The cells should continue to be renewed indefinitely and we should live forever. It is a great mystery the aging of the cells that lead us to a death of the body, because we ourselves desire it. The man throughout history, longed for longevity and has tried to achieve immortality, chasing the Holy Grail that is the chalice of solid gold, with which Jesus Christ celebrated the last supper. Nowadays, what the vast majority of people in the world know is that death is not the end of existence and that is true, and that is why we are here in the park of this beautiful town to try to cure our diseases in the eternity of Jesus Christ.

 

All Hindus, Buddhists, Muslims and Catholics, we believe that after death there is a life of heavenly bliss. The concepts of a life of immense happiness after we have ceased to exist, reflect the desire that almost everyone has to live eternally ... The Bible says that God created the first man and the first woman in his image and absolute likeness, with the prospect of living forever in the universe. So, why do we die? ... That's a good question for them to think about before they hear the words of Jesus Christ and his saints. "
They began to read the Bible and it read: "One generation passes and another comes, but the earth remains forever. The sun rises, it turns and sets and runs with the eagerness to get to its place, from where it rises again. The wind blows at noon, turns north, always goes around and returns to its turns. The rivers all go to the sea, and the sea does not fill; Where they came from they turn again, to run again. "
"Everything works more than what man can ponder, and neither the eye is satisfied to see nor the ear to hear. What was that will be. What has already been done is what will be done; nothing new is done under the sun. One thing they say << Look at this, this is new >>, even that was already in the centuries before us; there is no memory of what preceded, nor of what will happen there will be memory in those who will be after. "
"I, I have been king of Israel, in Jerusalem, and I proposed in my heart to do research and research wisely on everything under the heavens. It is a hard work given by God to the children of men to be occupied in it. "
"I looked at everything that is done under the sun, and I saw that everything was vanity and fed with wind. The one-eyed cannot straighten up and the lack cannot be completed. "
"And I said to myself: (Here I am magnified and grown in wisdom, more than how many before me were in Jerusalem, and there is much wisdom and wisdom in my mind)."

 

"Therefore, let my mind know wisdom and understand madness and delirium, and I saw that this is also feeding the wind, because where there is much science there is much trouble, and knowledge grows, the pain grows."
"I said in my heart: (let's try the joy, to enjoy the pleasures). I said of laughter: ( It's madness); and of joy: (What is the use?) "
"I proposed to give my meat with wine, while giving my mind to wisdom, and I went mad, to get to know what it was for man the best of what down here is done during the few days of his life. "
"I undertook great works, I built palaces, I planted vineyards, I made gardens and gardens, and planted in them all kinds of fruit trees. I made ponds to water from them the forest where the trees grew. I bought servants and servants and I had many born in my house; I had many cattle, cows and sheep, more than how many before me there was in Jerusalem. I piled silver and gold, treasures of kings and provinces. I became cantors and singers and what is the delight of man, princesses without number. I was great, more than how many before me were in Jerusalem, keeping my wisdom. And of what my eyes asked of me, I denied them nothing. I did not deprive my heart of any joy, and my heart enjoyed all my labor, this being the reward of my labors. Then I looked at all that my hands had done and all the cares that I had done when I did it, and I saw that all was vanity and to feed the wind and that there is no profit under the sun. "
"I turned to look at wisdom, at stupidity, at foolishness, because what will the man who comes after the king does? What has already been done. And I saw that wisdom surpasses ignorance as much as light to darkness. The wise man has eyes on his forehead and the fool walks in darkness. I also saw that one is the luck of both. "
"And I said in my heart: << I will also have the same luck as a fool; Why, then, make me wise? What benefit will I get from it? >> "

"So the wise man dies as the foolish."
"That's why I did not hate life, to see that everything done under the sun is good for my happiness. Why will I have to leave it to whoever comes after me? And who knows if that will be wise or foolish? And yet he will be the owner of the fruit of my cares and my wisdom under the sun. "
"And I despaired in my heart of all the work I have done under the sun, because whoever worked with knowledge, with skill and good success, has to leave everything to those who did nothing in it. Well, what is left to man of all his toil and fatigue with that under the sun he worked? Is it that all his days are pain, and all his work is fatigued, and not even at night does his heart rest? "
"There is nothing better for man than to eat and drink and enjoy his work and live for life."
- Everything has its moment and everything that is done under the sun is free of time, because time is an illusion according to Einstein - Mephistopheles said interrupting the reading before continuing reading like this:
"There is an opportunity to be born and an opportunity to die; opportunity to plant and opportunity to start what was planted; opportunity to kill and opportunity to heal; opportunity to destroy and opportunity to build; opportunity to cry and opportunity to laugh; opportunity to lament and opportunity to dance; opportunity to spread the stones and opportunity to stack them; opportunity to embrace and opportunity to separate; opportunity to seek and opportunity to lose; opportunity to save and opportunity to throw; opportunity to tear and opportunity to sew; opportunity to silence and opportunity to speak; opportunity to love and opportunity to hate; opportunity for war and opportunity for peace. "
"What profit does he who tries to do what he does? ... Everything makes it appropriate to his time and has also placed in his heart the idea of ​​duration from the beginning to the end. I knew that there is no other purpose for man than to rejoice and ensure well-being in his life, because the one that eats, drinks and enjoys his work is the only thing he has left. What it is, that was already, and what that was will be. "

 

"Another thing I have seen under the sun: that in the place of the right is injustice, and in the place of justice is the prevarication. That's why I said to myself: There is an instant destined for everything and for every work. "
"One is the lot of the children of men and the fate of beasts, and the death of one is the death of the others, and there is but one breath for all, and man has no advantage over the beast, everything is the same They all go to the same place; all have come out of the same dust, and to the dust all return. "
"Who knows if the breath of man rises up, and that of the beast descends down to earth?"
"And I saw that there is nothing better for man than to enjoy his work, because that is his part; And who will make him see what is to come next? "
"I turned, and saw the oppressions that are done under the sun, and the tears of the oppressed, with no one to comfort them, and strength in the hand of the oppressors, without having those consolers. And I proclaimed happy to the dead who were happier than the living that still live and happier still those who never lived and did not see what is under the sun. "
"I also saw that all work and how much good it does moves the envy of man against his neighbor. The fool crosses his hands and eats his flesh. Better a hand full at rest than the two full in work and in vain cares. It is very sad to see a single man who does not have a successor, who has no son or brother, and does not stop working or get his eyes full of riches. Who do I work for and I submit to hardships? "

 

"More are worth two than one, because they get better fruit of their work. If one falls, the other raises him; but woe to the lonely one, who, if he falls, has no one to raise him! "
"Also if they sleep two together, they warm each other; but he alone, how can he get warm? If one is attacked, two will defend themselves, and the three-strand rope is not easy to break. "
At that moment I thought that Mephistopheles was talking about us for three.
"Better valet poor and wise than old and foolish king, who does not know how to listen to advice. He, even from prison, may go out to ascend the throne, even though he was born poor in his kingdom. I saw that all those who walk and live under the sun went with him, with the boy who took his place. There was no end to the crowd that followed him; however, those who come behind will not be happy about it either. "
While reading the sacred scriptures I looked around and saw very humble and very poor people; you could tell they were coming from far away. Mephistopheles stood up and with his delicious voice, he welcomed all those who had made a pilgrimage to the town of “La Ceja del Tambo” and thanked God for granting us the sacred Eucharist.
<< What was the mountain wise man doing, involved in the activities of the Catholic Church? ... >> I thought very confused, but I kept listening without knowing what to do.

 

 

- Suffering gathers us today to seek health. All of life is a path in overcoming pain; it is a search in the total overcoming of pain. Lord, Jesus - implored the charismatic sage -, this afternoon we come to deliver our sorrows, sorrows and misfortunes. We present, sir, diseases such as cancer, AIDS, drug addiction, alcoholism, syphilis and moral ills that cause reflexes and pain in the body. Many natural resources and materials are monopolized ... I condemn abortion and all forms of death presented as deceptive services to society. Not all suffering is the consequence of our sins ... From the cross that is pain and death; rivers of salvation and forgiveness have sprung up. Christ was the price of our redemption. A scream of supplication and forgiveness rises from the heart of every sick person; we have to listen to it because within each one of them God hides to balance the power of the beast. What beast? ... Perhaps they have not read the Apocalypse that is being fulfilled in these times and it says:
"I saw how a beast came out of the sea, bringing ten crowns and seven heads, and on the horns ten crowns, and on the heads names of blasphemy."
"It was the beast that I saw like a panther, and its feet were like a bear, and its mouth like the mouth of a lion. The dragon gave him his power, his throne and a very great authority. I saw the first of their heads as the wound of death, but their mortal wound was healed. The whole earth was still admired by the beast. They worshiped the dragon because he had given power to the beast, and they worshiped the beast saying: Who is like the beast? Who can fight with it? He gave himself a mouth, which utters words full of arrogance and blasphemy, and he was granted authority to do so for forty-two months. He opened his mouth in blasphemies against God, blaspheming his name and his tabernacle, those who dwell in heaven. He was granted to wage war against the saints and to defeat them. And he was granted authority over every tribe, and people, and tongue, and nation. All the inhabitants of the earth worshiped it, whose name is not written, from the beginning of the world, in the book of life of the slaughtered lamb. "
"If anyone has ears, let him hear. If anyone is destined for captivity, he will go to captivity; if one kills by the sword by the sword he will die. In this is the patience and faith of the saints. I saw another beast that came up from the earth and had two horns like a lamb, but it spoke like a dragon. He exercised all the authority of the first beast in his presence and caused the earth and all the inhabitants of it to worship the first beast, whose mortal wound had been healed. He did great signs, even making fire come down from heaven to the earth in front of men. He has turned aside the inhabitants of the earth with signs that he was given to execute before the beast, dividing the inhabitants of the earth to make an image in honor of the beast, which has a sword wound and has been revived. It was given to infuse spirit into the image of the beast so that the image would speak and I would kill those who did not bow before the image of the beast, and made everyone, small and great, rich and poor, free and servants, print a mark on the right hand and on the forehead, and that nobody could buy or sell but the one with the mark, the name of the beast or the number of its name. "
"Here is wisdom. He who has intelligence calculates the number of the beast, because it is man's number. His number is six hundred and sixty-six. And it is closer than you think; It is in their hearts. "
- Come Holy Spirit and fill those hearts. Now, brothers, let us address our prayers to God and pray that we all have the right to know the truth, even if we are completely wrong for two thousand years.
The music flooded the atmosphere again and at our side, elegant young people who seemed paid sang with voices as beautiful as those of the priests themselves. The men prostrated themselves with absolute faith before the sacred words of the omnipotent monsignor. The crowd applauded and, to me, the questions forced me to turn my back on all those humble people.
Mephistopheles handled the weaknesses of an ignorant people at will. The women took photographs of one of God's representatives on earth; He was an idol. The Holy Mass continued between the prayers and the chants that made me understand the versatility of a daring man. Mephistopheles raised the host that was the body of Christ and forgave our sins in the name of God.
- Lord, I am not worthy to enter my house, but a word of yours will suffice to heal us.
They started distributing communion and I went up to the charismatic Mephistopheles. I received the body of God from his hands and he told me:
- You who are the chosen of eternal unity, to recover the lost dignity of men, try not to judge the existing religions, because all of them were based on love and created in the moments when there was neither technology nor knowledge or the evolution of consciences that only now have been given in 666 of your recent history. It is a very important mission to rid humanity of the dangerous influence of men who exploit our terrible loneliness, because the clear light of irrefutable truths, is covered with opaque clouds of forced ignorance, forced? ... Yes, forced , because unfortunately, in today's world, powerful organizations like this one maintain the power that has been bequeathed to them by tradition and that they defend by submerging the people in the mediocrity of a planned insufficient academic preparation.

 

- Thanks friend. - was the only thing I managed to say before turning my back on that terrible reality.

I have tried to be strong in the face of the duality of Mephistopheles, but the uncertainty of the voluntary commitment of salvation to human dignity comes back hitting me in the chest with gentle lashes of cold terror. It is not an unmanageable situation, but it is still a revelation a little uncomfortable for me, who had always believed in purity and sacred commitment clean and transparent. It is not presumption, but if each person analyzed the great advantages that the religion of the intelligent, with its humanist philosophy that revolves around true love, for the individual and collective benefit of any society, all hearts should be willing to change the current wars and famines in Africa, for peace, food and happiness for the whole universe. The day we change the nuclear weapons you will not kill, the corn, the wheat and the fruits that children who die of hunger need in third world countries, we would come to the conclusion that men are bigger and real of what we believe and we could be convinced that the human being is the greatest and most important thing that exists in the universe. The day when we are able to handle love as a favorable state in the path of the evolution of our consciousness, that day will begin the construction of the earthly paradise that we have long missed.

 

Dear friend:

Everything I have told you in this novel is so deep that I do not know if, really, you have been able to understand it. According to the quantum theory, all objects are made up of atoms and these atoms, at the same time, are formed by electrons, protons and other particles arranged at different energy levels. The world is an unlimited universe of energy. Physical objects are impulses of energy and information. The whole universe is formed by the information of energy. If we understand it this way, it is clear that the essential material of life is the thinking energy. What is thought? ... It is an impulse of energy and information. We all believe that thoughts are something that happens only inside our heads, but that is because we feel them as linguistically formed thoughts, that is, within an idiomatic verbal structuring, but those same impulses of energy and information that we generate with our thought, they are the raw material of the universe. The only difference between the thoughts that trigger inside my head and those that trigger outside, is that those that are inside us, we conceive them in linguistic terms. Before a thought becomes words, something verbal and is a communicable language, it is nothing more than an intension, an action; it is an impulse of information and energy, that is, at a pre-linguistic level, everything in life speaks the same language of eternal unity. We are all thinking energy and in action, in a thinking universe and in action.

The original thought comes from eternal unity and the nature of our bodies is sacred.
We are bundles of energy in an infinite universe of energy and all that infinite universe of energy is in continuous movement because eternal unity wants it and each one of us wants it. Our thinking is the engine that drives that world we know and that everyone forms as they want, because there are infinite and infinite probabilities to combine that energy at the moment that everyone wants. We are immersed in the universe of probabilities. If everything is energy and pure knowledge reveals that you can move and control that energy, then it is time to condition life to do what you want.
Manage your behavior, manage your thinking, manage your emotions and condition the odds so you are very happy. Ignore relative time and immerse yourself in a life of eternal joy and happiness.

Thank you.