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He started the journey well. He sought far and wide for the Ox, and when he found it, he grasped firmly by the tail and held on for dear life. By and By, he sat upon the Ox's back. It was rough sometimes and he would nearly fall off. Through meditation and contemplation on the Concept of Oneness, he became convinced that he was THAT.
Years passed. He found that it was ever easier to Merge and perform Magic. He could see how blindly most people went through their daily lives. He began to feel a contempt for their common stupidity. The bored him. It was so easy to talk over their heads. At parties, he would do various little metaphysical tricks and laugh at the effects on those stupid sheep. Constantly, everywhere he went, he would meet people that claimed to have an understanding of metaphysics, but he could see, rather plainly, that they were caught up in nothing but a belief system. He would try to explain where they went wrong, but most would get angry, and go off in a huff. Stupid people! It was a waste of time to try to set them right! And then, for no reason that he could see, his life began to go to hell. Debts piled up. Deals fell through. More and more, he found it necessary to stretch the truth in his dealings with others. People who had been his good friends confronted him about debts that were due, or got angry because some deal didn't turn out as he had said it would. Those fools, couldn't they see how much greater he was than they were? He was the ONE! He was the BOUNDLESS! In anger and frustration, he began to do negative Magic against the fools he was surrounded by. He laughed when he saw how this one and that one fell foul of his hate and anger. But, there were days, when he would reflect on the present direction of his life. What had happened to his beautiful dreams of the future? He knew the answer. He had known it all along. He knew that his real problem was a preoccupation with self-importance. He knew that this was a common danger to anyone on the Path. It was called "Mind Sickness". It was clear to him that he would have to get back on the Middle Path again. He would have to practice Wessel in his daily life again. And, what about getting the Impersonal Observer back into place, again? It must be done all over, again. Again! He resolved that he would start on that project tomorrow. Tomorrow...Tomorrow. |