Chapter 1° «The sonic network»
By Ariadne Gallardo Figueroa We
We continue with the conversation between Itzmin and the Lady of the Flame, -those who follow me know perfectly well that the star of the distant future as we have named it in the fourth book has not been inhabited by the hitherto unknown Barderian.-
That place where you find a flame, remember it as the centre where the best ideas are born
Therefore, in it is the wandering traveller, the one who was carried by the thunder with his hair on fire like the mane of a lion, riding in the fabulous starry glow that he left brilliant in the sky when his time on earth was up, under the astonished gaze of whoever was his companion in adventure and magic.
Painani at that moment knelt on the ground and observed the ashes left by the swift ride of her beloved, taking them in her hands, she placed them on her face and many say that this is the reason why Mexicans wear bleached faces to celebrate their deceased, but nobody knows that this is that way and not another.
Why has the wandering traveller been named?
In life, he travelled a large part of a continent to discover new environments and different cultures, as illuminated things were not going to be different, especially when they tried to send the subtle and vaporous essence of those who had managed to raise their consciousness in the light towards Betelgeuse and the fascinating star rejected them.
They understood that only those who recognize their near-death refuse to harbour new light, therefore they had to migrate into the future which for us is distant and which for all of them is measured in light-years.
Now you have to fully understand the work of the daring Wandering Traveler: A New Home for the Light.
Meanwhile, all of them were waiting to accept the abundance of those who would join their ranks by right, recognizing that the charge of energy always came from enlightened and motivated hearts to move forward.
Tempering the character of all those who had united their minds and recognize that regardless of the time of their earthly lives, anyone who had something to cultivate the essential tissue, would do it, would find allies in the echo of their passions and tasks.
No one was oblivious to the fact that changes cannot be avoided and not everything depends on them, impossible to think of something like that; because what is not, should not be and is not otherwise.
Above all, the wandering traveller recognized that looking from other angles would lead us to find something new, unfortunately for many the place where the risk does not live was the most frequented place, but not for the enlightened ones who had broken schemes and advanced against the current.
He was sure there would be celebrations, even though a headwind would always help humanity make new decisions.
Oil drawing by the author: «El Fuego Creativo»