Chapter II Arch: LIVING DOORS

Mirror of Fortune, Ar and Ra

The will of the spirit is the highest stage of impartiality and the ultimate perfection of the Spirit on Earth.

Then Jesus said to the Jews, "If you abide in me through the Word, you are truly my disciples. And you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free." They answered him, "We are Abraham's descendants and have never been slaves to anyone. How can you say, 'You will become free'?" Jesus answered them, "Truly, truly, I say to you, everyone who practices sin is a slave to sin."

John 8, 31-34

The clouds gathered in the sky… A fiery lightning flashed, and the first thunder struck. Two forces collided: cold and hot. The air embraced the world with purity, lightness, and life-giving energy. Thick rain poured down. The drops that fell on the scorching earth seemed to evaporate immediately… And the scent of heated clay was in the air. Petro-cop. Here, the ancestral potters molded their pots. The daytime luminary had its kiln here and covered the earth with the Spirit of the Creator. The whole earth was filled with mugs, small basins, and coins. Heavenly creations were baked here, then hardened with dewy arrows from the sky. And it filled with the aroma of apple blossom, the scent of wormwood honey, the spirits of acacias, and the taste of pine groves. Through the smoke and dense thickets, the crystal-clear Spirit penetrated — rich in ozone and life.

The deer sought shelter on the edge of the Marmaros… They seemed to get lost amidst the steep rocky peaks. Or perhaps, incredible altitude differences and challenging weather conditions make the mountains even more boundless? But no, the deserted mountain spaces became even more attractive to the Forest Dwellers. Life exists.

Ra eagerly swallowed the icy droplets of freshness, opening his mouth wide to avoid choking on the Transparent Purity that captured everything alive with such pressure…

Only wise Ar breathed freely and quickly, as if fearing that someone might hinder their enjoyment.

The rain subsided as quickly as it came… Silver tears continued to trickle down the fleshy leaves, whispering among themselves. Everything alive rustled and stirred — Movement resurrected. Life goes on.

Human beings shouted loudly, squealed, destroyed something incomprehensible, killed, tore apart… and lamented with pleasure.

The sound of a dove's coo, a swamp bird's screech, the rumble of a truck… gunshots. Ra strained his hearing:

— Why are humans noisy and agitated when the world is so good?

— Dear Ra, Human Creation has escaped the Higher Design in their intentions and is fooling around here on Earth, seeking the Truth in the Darkness.

— But the sun shines equally for everyone. Why don't they all embrace its blessings?

— The highest well-being for all living beings is to be a Free Spirit. To unite with the Spirit of the Universe, to reach in one's dimension that point of reference where Good surpasses all negation that ruthlessly tramples Life.

— How do we understand what Good and Evil is?

— Everything is interconnected in the Primordial Mother. Good is Life. Evil is Death. But both must happen. It is worse to bear the burden of Evil.

— And how do we understand when and what is needed?

— Peaceful Boy, there will always be victims and predators in this world. But how do we maintain that balance so as not to spoil the Noosphere, not to lose that single thread with the Cosmic space?

— I must think about it…

The Candle of the Soul AR and RA

Will and reason are one and the same. Both are nothing more than individual desires and ideas. False conclusions are only due to a lack of knowledge: they give rise to distorted and confused thoughts, as well as incorrect actions.

Benedict Spinoza

In the depths of every person's mind, there are complete thoughts and others incomplete or confused. When Action follows Idea, our Soul is in a passive state, and the more an Entity lives, the more Incomplete Thoughts it has, the more its Soul is inclined to Passions. Because Thoughts are actions that generate tendencies, and tendencies, in turn, form Consciousness.

But even on this path of Life, there remains a choice between two paths — the path of Good and the path of Evil…

I am amidst turbulent waves, changing feelings and emotions, the evils of war, and crisis — I cannot direct the Idea into an undying flow. I become a resonance of Events — a Measure of Time.

I must take part in the ceremony of Life, accept all elements as my own. It seems that three of them are ready to embrace me — Fire, Water, and Earth. Only Air hesitates, lacking breath, Spirit that is eager to free itself from the heavy Body. I slowly exhale my first and last Word, releasing my Soul. And if I managed to keep silent during the ceremony, then… The Word was the First. A magnificent word called Lada. It resembles a goddess who wraps the baby Jesus, a blooming blade of grass that sprouts through the Ages. Ceremony. It's rituals, dances, grace, femininity, melody, and curtsies. Eternal rejuvenation. Just to reach the Truth. I put on a mask, covering my face. I am free, I am in the ceremony. I can knock, make noise, raise my hands to the sky. I can simply come to the Edge of Heaven — to bow and ask for a handful of Desire. Now, everything is possible…

And it no longer matters who is the Victim and who is the Sacrificer. All are in one Temple — the Universe and Nature. The exchange of blue with yellow. And everywhere — green, olive, lettuce, turquoise, malachite Sun. Two colors have mixed. Life has been colored into the patchwork of Truth because Rebirth is Truth, and death is a shift into the Unknown, where it is difficult to determine the color of what was and what is.