Forms Without Background - 2
The Power of the Dream
THE INVALID BOY, every night, when he goes to bed, embraces his two crutches tightly, makes space for them to rest on his pillow and sleeps all night together with them, for years now.
He imagines that they are his toys. The tennis racket, a ball, the hoop, the mad jumping rope. He also imagines that he has two healthy legs, which take him running wherever he wants. And the whole world is as he imagines it. And a sweet sleep comes to him with a beautiful dream which is spread on his face like a smile and he lives inside all he has imagined. He wakes up joyful. Very happy. Even if the day will erase all these and bring him additional troubles. The night will come again and he will live free from all these.
He spent half of his life like this.
And one day he wakes up and jumps out of his bed with all his limbs healthy.
He no more needs crutches and he does not sleep with them any more in the night.
But he did not throw them away. He gave them a place in his house. He thinks that he owes something to them.
One day, without him really understanding how, he somehow stumbled over them and hurt himself. He did not bleed. But he felt a great pain. He turned and looked at what made him ache so much, and saw the crutches standing there as if nothing had happened to them. And he wondered.
I loved you so much and I never forgot you, and I had you all night with me so that I could listen to the beat of your heart and feel the emotions of your body, and now you stand indifferent without showing any sympathy to me.
But, let me think: Can it be that your body is empty without any heart. Can it be that it was my heartbeat that I listened to during those nights. Can it be that your movement was given to you by my heart, as I was holding you tightly? Can it be that everything around me is dead and, when my heart stops, nothing will be heard any more? That’s it!
And his joy turned into a sob, his smile into a mask.
But who gave life to my dead limbs, when everything all around is dead?
I see some answer coming. It is something that nobody else can see and therefore nobody can kill it. Only I see it. It exists for me. It has no heart, however it lives.
It is my dream. So let it perform the miracle again, and let it wake up everything that is dead.
And I, in order to get out of the nightmare, embrace my dream. And I see the mask fall and the light of the truth shine.
That life shake the dead and myriads of hearts beat like bells, when my own heart rests.
The New Weapon
MAN TRIES to construct the perfect weapon. He has much advanced in this effort. Let us suppose that he has achieved his goal. He has constructed it. A perfect weapon, which can confront everything. Man has organized his defense and espionage wonderfully. An invisible eye will patrol over the earth and will know, at each moment, the movements and the thoughts of the enemy.
Man has spent too much money for this weapon. Too much labor, for a long time. Great effort and much scientific knowledge was needed. And man finally achieved the goal. And he felt at rest. I am invincible, he thought.
But he forgot the little secret door open. He forgot the act of God. He can protect himself, only up to a certain point.
None of the known weapons of man, no means, can always win over an act of God for sure. Only Man can do it. Only the weaponless man.
Man can contribute, so that an act of God does not occur. The sky reflects the condition of man'’s soul. A calm soul is a blessing for man and for the whole of nature.
It is true that man has much developed his soul. He is careful, to not irritate his opponent. To wisely withdraw in order to prevent the start of a war, the consequences of which are known to him and he does not want to experience. And, finally, this perfect weapon can bring about the end of war without exploding.
However, for the confrontation of an act of God, the good intention of the few leaders is not enough. This intention must become universal. Man must become aware of the value of the peace of the soul. This is the new weapon. That man remain undisturbed and also disturb nobody else. In order for this to be achieved, equally long term efforts, great expenses and much advanced science is needed, as for the material perfect weapon. The development of the soul will help us succeed in surviving on the Earth until we go to other planets, and, through this soul development, peace will be achieved.
Then man will feel the joy of life for himself and others.