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A DRUNK MAN IN A TRAIN STATION SAYS:

God Sun

“Long ago, back in what we know as Ancient Egypt, a great server lived. A man who knew how to make decisions out of the most perfect engine ever created on this planet: the heart.  If you only knew everything you can achieve with your heart, you would stop creating illusions, you would give up all your possessions, you would only work on learning more and more about how to use the most divine organ we were given.

This man I am referring to was called Akhenaton. He received the most pure messages, those that come from the Sun behind the Sun. His mission, as everybody else’s, was Unification. He came to humanize a materialist and scattered society. Like ours. A society that worshiped gold instead of brightness. The great Akhenaton came to remind them that it is the sun, that unique point of warmth and love, responsible for the golden rain. 

Akhenaton tried to reunite the people in a single point. Under one same cult. He sometimes regrets that. Maybe a cult wasn´t the best way to achieve unification but, I insist, everything was perfect the way it was.

He put an end to polytheism and dismissed many rich priests from Thebes. He tried to eradicate the foundations of mundane power and tried to replace it with the true Power, the  one inside. 

I followed his days closely. Many times I came to talk to him. I kept saying that everything was perfect, even though his kingdom was heading towards its decay and his death was getting closer.

Nowadays some people remember him as a romantic, a poet in love with his God: the Sun. But the truth is that Akhenaton was much more than that. He was a server who tried to find a unique point where everybody would recognize themself as one in spite of their differences. He wanted to move the veil of individuality.

I ask myself today, what would Akhenaton say if he saw you so distant, believing you are so different from one another, forgetting about humanity, creating more and more categories, not recognizing each other’s hearts, having forgotten who you are…

I am here to remind you: that you are all human beings equally divine, that you are all the reflection of One same thing, that your bodies are containers, that every object is just a drawing in the game of a Higher Mind. That the careers you play in politics and war are films which belong to one same director. That everything you grasp in your way will never leave with you. That everything you think, say or intent is recorded somewhere. That you have created yourselves to experience lives and to recognize yourselves as main characters of a Unique Play. That the troubles you deal with are illusions made by a wizard in one eternal performance. That anything you believe as true, it is the most real lie written by the Designer of Beliefs. That the Higher Mind, the Unique Play and the Designer of Beliefs are all the same thing, and that same thing is the Sun, it is also Akhenaton and it is me, and you too.That we are the same thing expressed among different intentions of being. That we dress up every day without recognizing ourselves. That we simulate days, nights, weeks, months and years to feel safer and ignore that it is already time to remember, that it is time, that we are awake.”

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