On the Wings of Hope: Prose

Messenger on the planet Earth

“A difficult journey awaits you. This planet balances on the verge – and its fate lies on the bowls of scales of Universe. Either life or destruction awaits it further. But they have to choose their path themselves. Each of them will make his own choice.”

“What should I do, Master?”

“You will be one of the warriors who has come into their world. You will have to fight, to struggle with injustice, to be upset with their imperfection. But remember well – this world balances on the verge, and it's prohibited to bring chaotic elements in it. You will have to aid them to understand their ways – to help those who have heard you find a path to their bright destiny, which has always been waiting and still waits for them. To awake those fallen asleep, to encourage those sad, to give new powers to those joyful for bringing of good. Remember, though, that you cannot revive dead ones – there is neither this nor the other world for them. You will be one of many other, who will be sent to this world – you will meet them in our life. You can unite forces – it will be easier for you to travel together. You will easily recognize them – your sensitive heart will not deceive you. When the knowledge of wonderful possibilities of spirit will be brought to this world, when consequences of various spiritual impulses will become obvious – then the planet will transform – as it was predicted. But keep in mind that to achieve this purpose all of you will have to battle – to battle against ignorance and cruelty, which continue to overflow this planet. You will have to fight – including those who have heard you and those awakened. They will have to understand it.”

“Do they have any idea in what time they are living and what should they do to not allow the destruction of their interstellar home?”

“No. Only singles know about that – either those sent by Us or those who have come to Us willingly in the course of their spiritual searches. Others either wander in own illusions or close themselves by walls of negation – and that is one more reason of why intervention is necessary.”

“Is there is a name in the history of their world, which has been given to this planet's stage, when the first signs of its approaching became obvious?”

“Yes. They call it – Armageddon.”

“What's the name of this planet?”

“Its inhabitants call it ‘The Earth’.”

“I have understood, Master. I am ready to accept my Way.”

“We will meet you when you return. Remember of Us, and remember of them. The planet must survive.”

“I am ready.”

“Into the journey, warrior!”

A flash of radiant shining light. The luminous spirit, shrouded in its beams, like in a cover. Next instance – and a new dazzling stream of light engulfs him – and he disappears in the light.

***

One last effort of a mother – and the child was born. A pair of caring hands has immediately picked him up, wrapped up in a bed-sheet and went to wash. Only several minutes have passed – and the child was brought back to his mother.

The woman with tear-stained and happy face cuddles the child, silently and tenderly whispering something under her nose…

***

“Have you already made up your mind on how we should name him? We have to give a worthy name to our little son.”

“Yes, I have thought up a name. We will name him Christian.”

“Interesting. Why have you chosen such a name for him?”

“I… I don't know… it's simply… it's as if someone has suggested it to me. I like this name. Let's name him Christian, all right?”

“All right. I believe it's quite a good name. Let it be Christian.”

***

“Hey, you there, coward! Have your wetted your panties out of fear already?! Come, come here, mother's sonny! Such an assistant, oh yeah! She is my girl and you will not touch her! She needs no aid from you! Have you got me, huh?!”

And the little boy was taken on breast and uplifted.

“Have you understood me or not, I ask you?! Stop keeping silence, you, goat!”

One more jerk. A blow in a stomach. Waves of pain, dispersing through the body and the impossibility to make even a single breath. A hand, ready to strike again…

“Leave him be.”

And a hand, trying to make a new blow, have been intercepted.

The attacker has turned back.

A boy of approximately the same age stood before him, only he was a bit higher. The guy, who has begun the attack, has jerked and pulled out his grasped hand.

“What the heck are you meddling in our affairs, aye? Why have you come here, foul nit? Who's in the hell are you, bastard?! This does not concern you, pig!”

“Leave him alone. You have no intention to talk to him. You just want to cripple and frighten him.”

This third one, who has disturbed this “talk” in such a wrong moment, was absolutely unnecessary here. And what's even stranger – he showed no signs of fear at all. Only the calmness can be read in his eyes – and not even a fraction of dread. He has already learned to see human fear, he read it time and again in the eyes of his victims – whether it was some cowardly excellent pupil or touch-me-not girlie.

But this one – he wasn't afraid, wasn't at all…

“I will repeat once again. Leave him be. You have already tormented enough people – it will be so no more. Not here anyway.”

“What's so bad that I've made, huh?! What's the bullshit are you saying, ram! We were having a face-to-face ‘talk’ here – and it's not your fucking business to intervene! This bastard was meddling with my girl, with my girl – do you understand?! And now he is going to suffer punishment for it!”

And once again he moved forward to the fellow, whom he has beaten recently, intending to continue fighting. Then the interfered little boy has risen between him and his target.

“Fine. Then you will have to deal with me.”

The attacker just smiled.

“As you would have it, bastard!”

***

He rose slowly from the ground. Approached that tormented scared fellow and put a hand on his shoulder.

“Have no fear. He will touch you no more. He now has someone to answer to for his crimes.”

“T… thanks, for… for h… helping me.”

Either the boy has not yet recovered from a punch in his stomach or has still been experiencing dread.

“You don't have to thank me. It's my debt. I have come here to perform own duties.”

“And w .. .what wi… will be with… h… him?”

“Him?” He has looked at recent tormentor, who bent and was still rolling from pain on the floor. “He will touch you no more. And, well… he will recover soon enough. It should not concern you now.”

“Ag… again thank you f… for your aid. H… how do I call you and w… why have you helped m… me?”

“You ask for my name, right? They call me Christian. I have aided you simply because it's my debt and because two warriors from one side never abandon each other on the field of battle.”

And once again he has put his hand on boy's shoulder, and, having smiled, has friendly shaken it.

***

“Please, get rid of your anger. You do not currently comprehend all consequences of your condition, and not only those consequences for you, but also for people who surround you in these moments.”

“Stop poking me here! Have your fun poking another, for you are like mummy's child to me! And it's none of your business! How would you behave if some slink had robbed you?!”

“I say ‘you’ because I consider you as equal, as one inhabitant of this world to similar another. Your anger is pointless – the event has already occurred, and it's your past now. The thief is gone. One can regret his past, love it or hate it, but cannot change it. It cannot be brought back to be lived through once again – possible, differently. But each moment of your life is already becoming a past in this very instant – and so you have to live it to not only having no regrets after but making it a new source of power at present.”

“I do not understand you.”

“Many of you are unable to do that, unfortunately. And nevertheless they should start realizing, where is the truth and where does lie lurk in the course of their own spiritual quest. Time never waits. It's already running out.”

***

And nevertheless, it was wonderful here. Despite all the absurd and discrepancies, which have been brought here by capricious reason of this world's inhabitants, it was great. The very atmosphere of this small shelter in a much bigger haven was pure.

“Would you like to confess, my child?”

“I thank you, but I must refuse – I will confess only before my divine Father. And for all my errors and mistakes I will answer only before Him as well.”

“Oh, is that really so? After all, you are not without a sin, my son.”

“That's true indeed. But I will redeem all my faults and nonsenses, once made by me in different lives – and, possibly, in this one too – with my own life. Simply because it's the only way ever possible and there are no others.”

“But God himself has granted its servants the right to atone for sins of others and to pardon them. Those forgiven by us are forgiven by Him.”

“How cheap your forgiveness must be! I wonder whether it costs 30 silver coins? But you have completely misunderstood the writings you managed to keep – even if it has been deformed by your servants at earlier stages, how is it ever possible to talk about the full accuracy of its interpretation? There is no such law in the Universe, which would allow one spirit to forgive the other for mistakes, made by him, and in one lapse to cancel all their consequences. Another spirit can help only those coming to an end of the redemption – but it's the man himself who walks the path of redemption.”

“You are speaking of blasphemy, my child! How can you judge what is true, and what is false, when we have a live proof of the validity of all the laws, honored by us, given to us from the above?”

“You have understood a lot correctly, but, unfortunately, not all. The shortest and ones of great importance words on the planet, on the planets, are ‘God’, ‘Love’, ‘Peace’, ‘Eternity’ – you have understood this right. The world lives in and is driven by love – by the love of God to His creations and His creations to Him and to each other. The Universe is eternal as you are – and this, unfortunately, not all have yet realized.”

“Only the God is eternal, my child – but we are all mortal ones. Only by righteous deeds in His cause in this mortal life can we hope to reach life eternal.”

“But you are eternal. Both I am, and you are, and each of us. Planets can be scattered to ashes, but we will live on. Another subject, however, is that you have really decided to destroy this planet into ashes, trying to repeat sad destiny of a predecessor civilization, for which this planet was too their space shelter in due time.”

“This is untrue! Those sinning and having not repented do not live forever! The fate of theirs is the fiery hell and eternal torments!”

“Eternal tortures for mistakes of only a single life? For the errors, made by a human on a very short part of his way? Certainly, there are the acts which extend their consequences on a lot of lives. To fall once and to rise from the falling during many centuries – it's a sad fate indeed. Many, however, prefer to dive into such depths, whence they cannot get out anymore, – therefore for them consequences of their actions may become similar to being eternal. But nevertheless – they are not endless, they can occupy many lives, but still are not eternal. But the true meaning of life lies not in the endless sinning and atonement, after all! It's in the creativity for goodness sake, in aiding your fellows, in walking your own bright path through the challenges of Universe – have you truly understood that? Have all your so-called wise men understood that?”

“How dare you defile a Divine Word! You will not be able to stay in this house, devoted to Him, anymore! We have His Word!”

“And that is great. Follow the way of everything blessed, granted to you. Grow this blessed seed in yourself – only then you can count on your perfection, only then you will move closer to your Father. Remember, each of us is His creation, and each of us is eternal. We are all Gods – at least in the potential. As His fraction, possessing all His traits in a germ, we can travel a path from a human – through the angelic human – to the incarnated God himself. And yet we can still remain at an animal stage – some of us have been living so for countless centuries without change – and the fate of those is truly unenviable. It's for us to decide that – for everyone, and this is our most important and most fateful choice.”

“This is enough! I will not bear your presence here any longer! Leave this house of our Lord now!”

“Farewell, father.”

***

Planet – garden? What a bullshit! I will rather believe in the mechanized iron planet!

Love makes the world go around? It's the physical strength that moves it!

There are other inhabited words? But our apparatus hasn’t discovered any signs of life on the planets which are accessible to us – all worlds must be lifeless! We are the unique source of life in the entire Universe!

A man can emit light? Are you even in your mind?! Tell me now, that space is filled with invisible green little men!

A man is capable to change the world surrounding him with his own thoughts? Oh, yeah, sure! I can surely change it with my own hands, but thoughts… I haven't even heard a bigger nonsense than this!

I am a potential God? I am a human! And leave all those potential for someone else to care!

My feelings create the radiations, affecting me and my neighbors? Do I bear a responsibility for negative feelings? I would rather now affect you in a… hm… real way – hit your dummy head with my fists!

Space is not empty? It's filled with the essence of ours? Yeah, yeah, do not lie like a gas meter! Scientists haven't even discovered anything like that – and it simply does not exist! What? Whether I can feel a difference between a temple and a prison's atmospheres? Certainly, no! Wonder why? Cause there is none!

How does a person feel a glance? What sort of noticed flashing spark can arise between two people? There are just two options here – either it all seems to you, or you have a really diseased imagination!

How did Christ cure people? Oh, heck, here you are again, starting to tell tales about him. I have heard plenty of those tales in my childhood already! No more!

Armageddon? Time of challenges? We have been stuffed with these children fairy tales already, feed someone else with them! We are adult and disbelief in such nonsense!

***

He was standing, surrounded by several tens of his allies. Awakened warriors of this world.

“We will not despair, and we will not turn back. Do you remember, how you have aided me when I was still a schoolboy? You have helped me out of pure motivation. The world needs the same sort of aid now.”

“Yes, George, I remember. I have not forgotten. You are right, we will not surrender. We will keep working.”

“What wasn't possible today, would blossom tomorrow! How wonderfully you have spoken that day!”

Alice has approached him and smiled.

“The faithful one never gives up, the knowing one will bring his knowledge into the world to disseminate darkness of ignorance!”

And once again Pavel has repeated his words told by him once.

“Dragons of rage will be defeated!”

“Let the spiritual joy blossoms!”

“Let each new day be truly new!”

He heard these words, and tears have filled his eyes – even though he almost never cried.

It seemed that all of them have decided to remind him of his last years of life in this world. They repeated his words – each one repeated something most dear to his heart. They all approached him and friendly clapped on his shoulder, encouraging. They – awakened brave warriors of this world.

“Yes, my friends. We will continue our struggling. We have a path, chosen by us, and our debt lies before us. We should help people understand a lot of things – but each one of them should also feel by himself where does a truth and a lie rests. The planet must survive. We have done much but should make even more.

Our dreams live in the heart of the Universe and I beg my divine Father for the bright day when they will come true, to come at the long last.”

11.01.2005