THE LABYRINTH
Once upon a time/space continuum there lived a Being so free that he could come and go wherever he would please. A curious Being he was. He journeyed near and far and high and low in endless quest to create and know and experience all there is. Once he chanced upon a time and place he never would forget. He found himself against a wall so endless that he couldn't go around. He was just about to turn around and continue on his way, when he saw the rainbow lights that flashed in his all-seeing eyes. Venturing closer he saw the lights were formed in symbols that he could not understand - LABYRINTH.
Beneath the dazzling, flashing lights an open door beckoned him to enter. Curious Being that he was, he entered through the door and found himself in a bright and airy room with many wonders to behold. Waterfalls and trees and lush, green plants with multicolored flowers. Curious lifeforms of all kinds danced to the magical music of the rainbow colored lights. What a fascinating place this was! And this room in turn had doors, which led through corridors to many more fascinating rooms that also had doors. There were riddles to answer, mysteries to solve, and myriad games to play!
So many games and things were there to see and do that he lost all track of time and space in this vast amazing place. But he didn't think to mark his way as he went down deeper in the Labyrinth.
And as he went along his way the rooms and corridors waned small and dark. There were many more doors than ever before, and sometimes the doors slammed shut behind him with an awful sound that echoed down into the dark depths of the Labyrinth. When he turned around he found that each door would disappear, but he just shrugged his shoulders and figured he would find his way out of this Labyrinth - someday.
Shadows passed in dark, dank places where unseen hands pulled and pushed and slapped and pinched. Pleasure turned to pain, and now he searched in vain, thinking only of escape. How did he ever get trapped in this place anyway? And how would he get out?
He met some people along the way and asked if they knew the way out of the Labyrinth. They would only stare back with their bottomless eyes and ask: "What's a Labyrinth?"
Finally he met a lady with a candle glowing, and she said, "Follow me, for I have found Illumination." Since he had never met anyone else with Illumination, he followed her even into the darkest of tunnels, searching for the way out of the Labyrinth. They explored corridors where he'd never been before, but finally her candle burned out, and he was again lost in the darkness.
He searched for more people with Illumination and asked them where they found their candles. Some said "God" spoke to them in their heads saying, "Go to the Light," and they were guided to the candles. Others said they had met a "God" face-to-face and learned the secrets of Illumination and received the Fire from the "Gods."
He followed many people with Illumination, but every time he ended up in dead-end places in the deep, dark depths of the Labyrinth. So he stopped listening to the candle people and tried to figure how to get out by himself.
He thought and thought, and finally he realized that all he had to do was remember how he got into the Labyrinth. This, he found, was not an easy task, but he just knew it had to work. He began to retrace his steps in the dark, and when he'd forget which turn he had made or which door he had come through, he would just sit down, close his eyes, and look at his memories to see the way he'd come.
He was so happy that he had figured out the way out of the Labyrinth. He felt that he should tell the candle people, because they were searching for the way out, too. But they would just shun him or mock him and say, "Who are you to point the way? You are lost in the Labyrinth like we are! The Gods of Light point the way, and they are not trapped in the Labyrinth like you are, so we will listen to them, not you."
He continued on, because he found himself spending all his time trying to convince the candle people instead of following his plan. Sometimes he had to find the doors that had disappeared, but with great patience he found the secret keys to the secret doors and continued on his way. He would sometimes want to give up because he had to pass through the corridors of pain, but his will was strong and so continued on.
Finally he found himself outside the Labyrinth. The Freed Being rejoiced in the freedom of infinite time and space. But then he began to think about the people he had left behind, trapped in the Labyrinth. He felt bad for the people trapped inside and still wanted to help them. However, he realized that he might get trapped inside the Labyrinth again if he went in to tell them. He also recalled how they mocked him and how they would only listen to the "Gods" of Illumination. So the Freed Being just shrugged and thought, "Well, I guess they'll have to figure it out for themselves."
But just as he turned to leave, he saw another Free Being approaching the Labyrinth. A great sadness fell over him, because he knew that this Free Being would also get trapped in the Labyrinth. He tried to dissuade this Free Being from entering the Labyrinth, but to no avail.
The Freed Being nearly gave up when a great idea flashed through his mind. He still had his notes of his journey out of the Labyrinth, so he gave his book of notes to the Free Being. He said, "Here, take this book with you. You can use it in case you get stuck in the Labyrinth. But before you leave, give it to the people who seek Illumination - for unlike the others, they know they are in the Labyrinth and are seeking a way out.
"And what should I tell the seekers of Illumination what this book is?" asked the Free Being.
The Freed Being thought for awhile and then replied, "Tell them it is Illumination from the Gods - They will listen to that.
"And what should I tell the seekers of Illumination what this book is?" asked the Free Being.
The Freed Being thought for awhile and then replied, "Tell them it is Illumination from the Gods - They will listen to that.
Excerpt from The Eye of Ra, by Truman Cash
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