#rebirth3
The master who had been chosen showed him the way to follow. Days passed and terrible events occurred in the world of giants.
Fratricidal wars tore people apart, and Jean, who did not understand the purpose of these wars, expressed his terror to his master. He asked her if the time had come to reveal herself to the world. His master told him that the time had not come yet. The events that occurred were the will of The One Who Knows. Giants thought otherwise. Nothing was a coincidence. Things were happening in a good way ...
The giants had not been able to keep the signs of the disaster announced in the past. They had not been able to choose the path that would have led them to freedom.
In the past history of giants, masters had come to teach their destiny. But they, still imbued with their power, had not borne credit for their prophecies. They wanted, whatever the cost, to follow the path they had set themselves to follow; Such was for them the law of free will. No power superior to that which they held would make them change course.
The One Who Knows has not given more elements to change their minds. Some frightening revelations would not have had any attentive ears. And yet, Jean thought, it would have saved a lot of suffering ...
In this study of the past, Jean had the revelation that this terrible people was destined from the very beginning to annihilation. Jean would have come up against this materialistic power that forbids the hypothesis of a predestination of history.
The giants were sure of their origins. Science had given laws according to which this world and these inhabitants was the fruit of a long chain of happy chance. No divine presence. Or this presence was called the god Hazard. Thanks to this deity, they managed to create nec-nihilo worlds and beings against nature. This same creative force had led them to conceive of the means of self-destruction ... in these troubled times that society was going through, only destruction was carried everywhere on the planet. The destruction in the name of science and the advance of the race of the giants ...
Very often he would have liked to let those who ruled without sharing in this world know that their determination to continue this path of destruction would lead them to nothing. They would never know if the path they were following was indeed good. Did they have a choice? Jean was convinced of it. These beings must have in them this thirst for light proper to all beings. None of them could be cut off from The One Who Knows. They were his children. A father does not let a child drown in the whirlpools of existence.
But deep in his soul, Jean felt a stronger will than his. He had to remain silent. It made him mad with sadness. Even if the world was not ready, he would have liked to try something ...
The giants had received commandments to follow. They had continued to move away, always further, giving the other generations the task of applying them.
Jean revolted at this ignorance of the giants, he who was a very small among them. He had just glimpsed the truth, but he could not share it with anyone.
Who of the giants had started the hostilities, who shared the giants in two camps? He did not know it. He did not want to know it. What mattered was that the conflict was intensifying every day.
Was it necessary for this world to fall into darkness and barrenness, so that another world might spring up where the flower of wisdom would flourish?
This idea of the redesign seemed to him the best he had ever had. But, at the same time, he admonished The One Who Knows. He did not understand why, this idea of creating a conflict-free world was not the first good idea. What were the intentions of The One Who Knows how to create a world dedicated to self-destruction? Many others before him had felt the same idea. They had professed the idea of the rebirth of a world, a golden age where everything would be put back into the hands of The One Who Knows. For this world to emerge, they had tried to build the foundations of a society in the image of this paradise promised and lost. But all the tests ended in failures. The initiates who had tried such experiments had come up against the very constitution of the material spirit of the giants.
Those who composed the poorest layer were in agreement with these principles. But for the others, those who held the power, the force, and therefore the Truth, they did not hear it in the same way. To put all their power back to another, invisible moreover, that was unthinkable. Let the cursed prophet die before he takes the attributes of their powers out of their hands.
The commandments of The One Who Knows are eternal. They pass the generations and remain in the hearts of peoples, of all peoples. The Truth of The One Who Knows, remains engraved somewhere, even if the words to express it change with civilizations. The fragments of this Truth are found in all the peoples of the giants. To unite these truths, and to form only one, is the solution that appeared to Jean. Would there be some giants who would strive to follow this path of peaceful unification?
Nobody seemed to want to respond to this invitation. Those who had tried to do it had come up against this answer:
"Behind the Universal Truth, we see nothing. Nothing, except the presence of Him whose strive we are trying to deny existence, and that is intolerable to us! "
Thus the crowd could seize those wretches who had defied power. That force of destruction was in them, and they could not bring it out ...
No future for this idea. So, what more can be done to ensure that the mission is carried out successfully? He did not know. Maybe his master could tell him how to act.
Since he could not do otherwise, he sank into dreams to make contact with his protector.
He who followed him, and whose face and name Jean did not know, was reminding himself to him. This time, he was no longer covered in white. His body was surrounded by a soft golden pink light. He received him turning his back, in a place that kept his mystery ...
For once, the guide had told him what he should do, but strangely enough, Jean did not remember it. These spoken words were to remain hidden for a while.
When he awoke, he only remembered the image of the master. The words were gone ... Still only alone on this blow.
Jean felt in him the moment of realization. He had decided to gather all the notes he had taken during all these years.
As he re-read them, he was convinced of the importance of the signs left by the elders. The students who had carefully transcribed them did not know how important they would be for the future. Jean knew now what they could represent ...
He knew that it was not possible for him to do what was asked of him. For the success of this operation, he would have had to be very rich. He did not have much ... However, everything that happened was not due to chance. Was it necessary for him to wait for wealth to be given before he could undertake the realization of his great work?
His job had made him rub shoulders with beings of a certain initiation. They would know what he had to do. He decided to lift a corner of the veil and told his problems to some people who could help him.
The masters he had in the world of giants had some idea of Jean. They did not know what he was doing. Yet they would help him in his research. Jean succeeds in this feat of being helped by the initiates, without the rites being performed. Thus was the proof for those above that nothing was lost. Some beings were fighting for the fulfillment of Jean's mission. The god of chance had only to behave well ...
The god named "hazard". Great invention of this civilization. Few people were left without submitting to his law. This god had the distinction of dividing himself into several other deities. This pantheon was thus composed:
The greatest of the gods was the god MUP, a god with attributes of the horse's head and who was officiating in the circle of births. Whoever came after him was the god OTOL. He left to other sub-gods the use of worship. There were the goddesses OTOL CHATITY, OTOL TAKTAK, OTOL MERCURY, and OTOL SATURNY, gods of the poorest. Other OTOLS were also fighting over the pantheon, but Jean did not know them.
All these gods had put the goddess of reason in the closet. She had never brought them anything, while the OTOLS, they, poured wealth in abundance. At least, from time to time.
Everything in this world had the smell of sulfur brought by the OTOLS. Everyone sacrificed without suspecting what he was losing. Thus, as time passed, and under the authority of the masters of the giants, the OTOLS proliferated more and more. The people no longer had their free will. He was under the domination of OTOLS and the giants who served them.
Jean was revolted at the stupidity of the giants in front of the OTOLS. He who knew them had warned them not to be misled in this way. The problem of The One Who Knows, was that he did not leave them wealth, and that the peoples had to fight for their existence. The OTOLS were good gods. They distributed wealth, and the people no longer seemed to suffer.
These events were the annunciation of the return of The One Who Knows. Neither the peoples nor the OTOLS cared for it. They had the power, they were the power ...
The old scriptures announced all this. They had never served to mystify the people, but to make him understand that he must not forget the words of The One Who Knows. The annoying thing was that time was not coming. The return of The One Who Knows was always handed over to another generation. The peoples lost faith in this return. They did not want to hear these ravings of prophets, who alone had seen The One Who Knows. All this time of renunciation, the giants lost it in the search for natural science. They would give a face of this divinity that escaped them. They did it very well. From there came the OTOLS. From there sprang the thirst for spirituality towards OTOLS.
How long before the ones from on high come back?
The scriptures had to mention it ...
Jean was desperate for the fateful date. It must have been given by The One Who Knows ... Nothing. No clear date appeared in the texts. Some wise exegetes had submitted the idea of a date, but they seemed all wrong. The systems of calculations, the references were lost in the new references set up by the power of the giants. Everything had been turned upside down, as if an invisible power manipulated the data, and no one was able to say anything about it ... The only track that remained were the announced events. Jean noted them. He was surprised to discover that these events followed each other well in time. Predestination of the common cause! In the series of important events planned, many had come true. There were only a few left, the most terrible, no doubt. What was most important was the feeling of time flowing faster and faster. No respite for events to happen. The world of giants did not have any for a long time before sinking into nothingness. OTOLS could not help it ...
The world of giants began to break apart from one side to the other. No one could know the truth anymore, nor know if there was a soul to save the world.
The leaders, ideologues or others were at the height of their defeat. No ideology had been able to solve the problems of the giants. Even the OTOLS were powerless. Whose fault was it?
Jean thought that this fault, having led the giants to the abyss of renunciation, was that of The One Who Knows. He had not known how to impose His Law on them. And as the giants were his children ...
Leave a toy to a child ... Do not tell him what is the rule that serves him, he will eventually scrap it. This in the best case, or destroy it because it does not understand the meaning.
The giants were great children! Their toy was their world. The One Who Knows has revealed the rule, as well as the possibility of playing a Joker: The Law of Free Will.
It was this law that decided the fate of the world of giants. What the masters had decided was going to be discovered. The horror was on the side of the two ideological blocks and each people blamed the other.
If they had read, they would have seen that the birth of this world was in a sector of the sky that did not allow the survival of this humanity. It is destined to disappear or become something else. Another story to live. Everyone had to be accountable. Even those from above. For them it must have been harder because they were the guardians of the Order of The One Who Knows ...