and from
time to time, he cast a discreet glance at the people who walked near him. As
he passed by the little coffee shop on the lake’s shore, he slowed his pace and
had a good look around. He saw that all the tables were taken and there were
people queuing to buy coffee. However, when he couldn’t see who he was looking
for he moved on and continued his seemingly aimless walk.
About fifty metres away from the coffee shop he saw a couple
sitting on a bench. As he walked past them the woman turned towards him and
their eyes met. She was holding a blue book, the title of which was printed in
large white text. This was the sign the man had been looking for. He quickly
looked around before approaching the couple and saying in a low voice, “I read
poetry only through springtime.”
“There are verses for each season,” the woman replied.
The couple stood up and the young man said, “Perfecty,
please, sit down. Look towards the lake and don’t turn around. We’ll be close.”
The couple then walked away in opposite directions.
The perfecty did what he had been told, and soon, behind
him, he heard someone approaching. The newcomer came very close to him and the
skin on the back of his neck prickled. He had felt this sensation before, and
he knew that the newcomer was like him – a ‘touched’ one. He closed his eyes
and drifted into a dreamlike state known as the ‘View’. The scene that began to
emerge in his mind depicted what he recognized as the three rings of the
Mountain of Existence. He was in the Middle Ring, where all who were called
perfecty resided. He could distinguish the two young people who had sat on this
bench before him amongst the endless multitude of creatures inhabiting the low
Outer Ring. In the dominating Inner Ring above him he could ‘see’ the image of
a man that he knew was the man who stood behind him. He was sitting on one of
many thrones at the top of the Mountain. Such was the power of the ‘View’. It
revealed the true place of every living being in the hierarchy of the world. It
showed the true status of every person in the world if the world had been
preserved – as it was meant to be by its Creator.
The ‘View’ began to fade and the perfecty opened his eyes.
His first impulse was to get up and speak to the man standing behind him, but
before he had the chance to do so the man put his hand on the perfecty’s
shoulder and pressed him gently back into his seat.
“I apologize for being late. I needed to make sure that
neither of us was followed.” The man spoke these words slowly and quietly like
a person who was used to being listened to attentively.
From the sound of his voice, the perfecty decided that the
man was white and younger than him, about forty years old approximately. “I
understand, sir. It’s an honour to be in your presence,” he said reverentially.
“The honour is mine. I wanted to personally convey the
gratitude of the High Gathering. You and your team have done a great job.”
“Thank you. After the blunder in Bulgaria we didn’t want to
make any mistakes,” the perfecty said humbly. “We benefited from the High
Gathering’s choices regarding the place and the time.”
“Yes. We did our part, but the success of the mission was
mostly due to your resolve and accurate action,” replied the man.
“Sir, the message I got says that we have discovered another
one of them . Is that right?” the perfecty asked.
“Yes, that’s right, but not just one … the one ,” the
man replied.
“Praise the heavens!” said the perfecty, looking up at the
sky and touching his forehead with the fingertips of his joined hands.
“You understand what has to be done and what the pledge is?
The High Gathering has assigned this task to you. You will keep in contact with
me.” The man gave the perfecty a computer memory stick. “On this you’ll find
all the data about him. Once again, the time for preparation is minimal.”
“It’s of utmost
time to time, he cast a discreet glance at the people who walked near him. As
he passed by the little coffee shop on the lake’s shore, he slowed his pace and
had a good look around. He saw that all the tables were taken and there were
people queuing to buy coffee. However, when he couldn’t see who he was looking
for he moved on and continued his seemingly aimless walk.
About fifty metres away from the coffee shop he saw a couple
sitting on a bench. As he walked past them the woman turned towards him and
their eyes met. She was holding a blue book, the title of which was printed in
large white text. This was the sign the man had been looking for. He quickly
looked around before approaching the couple and saying in a low voice, “I read
poetry only through springtime.”
“There are verses for each season,” the woman replied.
The couple stood up and the young man said, “Perfecty,
please, sit down. Look towards the lake and don’t turn around. We’ll be close.”
The couple then walked away in opposite directions.
The perfecty did what he had been told, and soon, behind
him, he heard someone approaching. The newcomer came very close to him and the
skin on the back of his neck prickled. He had felt this sensation before, and
he knew that the newcomer was like him – a ‘touched’ one. He closed his eyes
and drifted into a dreamlike state known as the ‘View’. The scene that began to
emerge in his mind depicted what he recognized as the three rings of the
Mountain of Existence. He was in the Middle Ring, where all who were called
perfecty resided. He could distinguish the two young people who had sat on this
bench before him amongst the endless multitude of creatures inhabiting the low
Outer Ring. In the dominating Inner Ring above him he could ‘see’ the image of
a man that he knew was the man who stood behind him. He was sitting on one of
many thrones at the top of the Mountain. Such was the power of the ‘View’. It
revealed the true place of every living being in the hierarchy of the world. It
showed the true status of every person in the world if the world had been
preserved – as it was meant to be by its Creator.
The ‘View’ began to fade and the perfecty opened his eyes.
His first impulse was to get up and speak to the man standing behind him, but
before he had the chance to do so the man put his hand on the perfecty’s
shoulder and pressed him gently back into his seat.
“I apologize for being late. I needed to make sure that
neither of us was followed.” The man spoke these words slowly and quietly like
a person who was used to being listened to attentively.
From the sound of his voice, the perfecty decided that the
man was white and younger than him, about forty years old approximately. “I
understand, sir. It’s an honour to be in your presence,” he said reverentially.
“The honour is mine. I wanted to personally convey the
gratitude of the High Gathering. You and your team have done a great job.”
“Thank you. After the blunder in Bulgaria we didn’t want to
make any mistakes,” the perfecty said humbly. “We benefited from the High
Gathering’s choices regarding the place and the time.”
“Yes. We did our part, but the success of the mission was
mostly due to your resolve and accurate action,” replied the man.
“Sir, the message I got says that we have discovered another
one of them . Is that right?” the perfecty asked.
“Yes, that’s right, but not just one … the one ,” the
man replied.
“Praise the heavens!” said the perfecty, looking up at the
sky and touching his forehead with the fingertips of his joined hands.
“You understand what has to be done and what the pledge is?
The High Gathering has assigned this task to you. You will keep in contact with
me.” The man gave the perfecty a computer memory stick. “On this you’ll find
all the data about him. Once again, the time for preparation is minimal.”
“It’s of utmost
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