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STAR:
A part of me is leaving today as I die. And ecstasy is all I can feel. I know that most of you are afraid of death and think of it as an end. But to me, from up here in the sky, death is a fascinating experience. It is re birth. A moment of liberation from the old form. An opportunity to come to life again. An aspect of a continuous process of transformation. A reminder of eternity.
To the ones who read these words with dislike or fear, I would like to ask: have you ever thought about what happens when you sleep? Have you ever realized that every night you die on the physical plane and are alive and functioning elsewhere? I know death is somehow a longer interval but let me tell you that is not that different from sleep.
The point is that I am happy because I came here to write down in this Book my favorite story. This is a story you may think you have heard before. A story that has been told in many different languages through all the existing human cultures on Earth. But the truth is that you only know half of it and trust me, this is an opportunity to know it all.
ANOTHER STAR:
One day I wanted to become a part of its stories. I wanted to write in the Unique Book too. But as the book is in the Centre of the Earth, I had to find the way for my messages to reach its pages.
The first thing that occurred to me was to reach your planet through space, but then I realized it would bring such chaos that it would take eons to reorganize. So I looked for something able to travel there without any problem.
WATER. That was the solution!
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STAR II
They met in the morning of the appointed day, below the highest peak of the mountain range of Zagros, exactly where the merchants’ road forked. The first one to arrive was Balthazar as he collapsed over a big rock because his legs were tired from the trip. Once he recovered his breath, he took out the water left and drank it all.
He spent hours contemplating details throughout the landscape: the shapes of the mountains, the stones on the ground, and the road that lay ahead. The sun shined on his face, so did the wind.
After a while, in the distance, he recognized the shape of a camel. As it approached, he was able to identify the face of the man on top of it. It was Gaspar. He looked just like I had shown him: grey hair and beard, embroidered clothes, with expressive gestures showing confusion. When he finally saw Balthazar sitting on the rock, he realized he had just arrived at the meeting point and hurried to the encounter.
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STAR III
Once Melchior recovered and the camels were ready, the Three continued their journey to Bethlehem altogether.
STAR IV
They were well received with food and water, and after sharing their journey with the people at the oasis, they rested. The next day they departed when the sun came out. Although they were not in a hurry, they knew there was no time to lose.
However, when they were least expecting it in the afternoon, a sandstorm began to approach them. Balthazar guided the way, trying to avoid the storm, but it was inevitable. They jumped off the camels and laid down, creating a circle between the animals. They covered their faces completely. The whole scene looked harsh from up here, but as I said, it was inevitable. The elements of nature are a source of balance and wisdom, though human eyes may not always see it.
They survived, and so did the camels. However, the dizziness and lack of air made it difficult to get back on track. Balthazar, who knew the desert very well, couldn’t guide them anymore. Gaspar’s maps were pretty much destroyed. Only Melchior and his intuition remained optimistic. So they rode the camels and followed Melchior.
After a couple of days, the effects of dehydration became more evident. Their aspect was no good. But once again, they had to face the unexpected.
In front of them, a vast silhouette was drawn on the horizon. They asked themselves if it was a mirage. But as they became closer, the silhouette became bigger. It was a palace. And although the Three could feel there was something deceitful about the place, they had no other way.
Melchior was the first one to get off the camel. He turned back and, looking at his companions in distress, he said:
‘We are always where we are supposed to be. Come on’. And led the way towards the palace’s entrance.
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A servant called Inz welcomed them when they entered the palace. A group of men took the camels, washed them, and fed them.
Inz provided water to the Three and ordered another servant to let everyone know that the king had visitors at the palace. Once Gaspar, Melchior, and Balthazar recovered and cleared their sand wounds, they were guided to the grand saloon, where a banquet was starting to get ready.
‘You will meet the king tonight. Dinner will be ready in two hours. You can rest now. Follow me, I will show you your room’, Inz said.
They all remained silent when Inz closed the door and left. There was something that made them feel uncomfortable, despite all the comfort of the palace, but they didn’t make any comment.
They rested before dinner and walked to the grand saloon in silence.
They sat down at a long rectangular table. When the king arrived, the firelights turned on, and the carvings on the wall became visible and called Balthazar’s attention.
The Three made a reverence, and the king seemed delighted to have three wise visitors at his palace.
STAR VI
Balthazar, well -recovered and rested, resumed his guiding role across the desert.
A few days went by, and they finally discussed what had happened inside the palace. It was Melchior who brought it up. The three of them were staring at the sky late at night during one of their stops. It was what humans would call a nice weather night in the desert.
‘Why do you think the king kept all the stories of the Universe in one place? I mean, what for?’ Melchior asked.
‘I have been asking myself the same exact question’, Gaspar answered.
Balthazar smiled.
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STAR VII
They reunited at night and continued their journey the following day. The stop at the village gave them encouragement. They were calm, feeling a peaceful excitement.
‘Have you thought about it?’ Melchior asked. ‘Have you thought about what we will do with the story?’
‘I want to live it first,’ Balthazar answered.
Bethlehem was close. Although they didn’t have a map, they knew where they were going, as if they lived just around the corner. A couple of hours before their arrival, they made a quick stop. They couldn’t stop looking at each other’s eyes. It was not just tears. It was something else that their eyes were experiencing.
Balthazar hugged his companions, and then he said:
‘A child was born. Can you feel it?’
‘Here…’ Melchior said, pointing to his heart.
Gaspar began to sing:
Trust your heart, little one.
Always trust your heart to see the world
because your heart is the world
and I am your heart.
‘I made up this song when I was a child,’ Gaspar added at the end, and right after saying it, he observed a moment of silence, and he understood.
He was a child again.
The Son of God was everywhere.