Well, well, well.
Look what we have here; two wolves, one girl and a half dozen of essays not as much worthy and extensive as I like.
Anyway, just let me narrate a story for you good guys, this is an old synchronically modern story, I've been told once a while and like to share it with you now:
"Once upon a time, in a small, rural area there was a boy, oh not an average, but a gifted one. He was so clever and understanding. But unfortunately He didn't like humans and social interactions. He spent his all long days studying and studying and studying… to find out secrets of the universe _as he called it_ Of course he didn't have least idea of what these secrets could be, but he only felt that there must be some. Ok, let me think, what was the first books he read or No, maybe you like to know this boy first. I didn't describe him good, even I didn't tell his name to you. So let's go back to the beginning; once upon a time in a small rural county there was a boy named Sakopento, when we meet him first in our story he is 11 _I think_, his height is average, he has black hairs and white skin, a little fat and grumpy and of course sick, too sick to play outside the house and to enjoy fresh air out there. But this is not so bad for him because if you remember I said he didn't like people so much, so he could spend his days inside home and entertain himself there.
Ok, let's back to the books, the first books he read were from Eric Von denicken (not so sure about spelling, anyway) he received them as a gift from his uncle that realized the gift of the boy and tried to soothe his thirsty with these books.
Sakopento read all Denicken's; Gold of gods, 8th wonder of world, Chariot of gods, Beyond the earth, Trick of Gods. Well, I admit these were too much for a boy of 11 and he could grasp all the meanings and denotations beneath the text but his mind and psychic powers were growing. UFOs were his first subject of interest and he read many cheap books about it, however he heartedly believed in UFOs he left this subject behind for being so much scientific and materialistic as he tended to more spiritual teachings of East. I cannot leave this unmentioned, having known more information on UFOs he came back to them many years later, but now let's seal it for good.
He then, interested in the subject of "Pyramids of Egypt", this great wonder of our world, and sought out the secrets there. Gaza Desert, Sphinx Sculpture, Pyramids of great heights and preciousness of Architecture, all of these bestowed him a great imagination, a world of myth and secret that everything was possible inside there. However these hopes soon turned to a better disappointment. There was nothing practical in it, not even one secret revealed him. Many said that there are secrets there but nobody knows what exactly they were, and how to get them.
So he abandoned his quest for secrets, at least for 5 or 6 years, 'til mysterious entrance of that guy to their small town, it was told that he's nut. People called him old crazy dog, except Sakopento. He could see a strange light in the eyes of the old man and this sometimes soothed him, sometimes upset, but above all this old man had a magnet effect on Sakopento, he liked to accompany the old man to listen to his words and sometimes _if it was necessary_ to protect him from idle children and fellows, wanted to hurt him.
One day, under hot sun of midsummer, Sakopento found the old man bloody and injured. He approach him and with a deep, sad voice groaned: "Sire, what's happened to you?" of course, the word sire was too high for a old beggar, maybe there was no one in their town worthy of being called sire, but Sakopento told this spontaneously. Old man answered: "be still my son, I'm ok." "I am ending this period of my life. It's not me to be afraid about, but you. I see you have a gift but it's spoiling here, with these bastards around you… Take this book; it will lead you to great ways."
Son took it, and then looked it. It was Cosmic Meditation of Michael Bertiaux.
Son looked to the old man with a strange look. What did that mean? "Meditation". He asked, but there was no answer but a faint smile of the old master _As he learned later_. Then it was loneliness. Old man left their town for good, as if, he was only there to deliver this recipe to Son. And son was startled, unaware of what wonderful and strange happenings would come to him in near future…
To be continued…