Seeds of Consciousness — Chapter 3 — Part 3
Life After death.
Life After death.
At that moment, I had already accepted my fate, the fate of my death. This was the end of it all, after all everything dies, everything with a beginning must have an end. I let go of my misery and sorry life, I had said goodbye.
Goodbye to the world, the world where I didn’t accomplish anything. Just like an old shoe, I’ve been used, consumed, and manipulated, until at the end of my life I’m not even worth looking at, smelly, ugly, and unwanted. I had accepted that this was the end of it all, no more, no more abuse, no more victims. I am letting it go. Now that I am parting ways with this life, it is no longer mine.
As I was guiding myself towards the valley of the dead, there was a sudden silence.
I first felt a heavy breath blowing on my face and then I felt its tongue, trying to reach for my face, leaking me.
“I didn’t know rhinos eat meat”
I wondered.
I slowly loosened my guard. Opening my arms and my eyes to see what was happening. I saw a rhino with calm and serene eyes.
I was not sure if it was because I psychologically killed myself due to the expectation of death or if it was the moonlight, which made the rhino glow. While looking at me, she had beautiful auras around her as if she knew me.
She was waiting for me to pat it.
Then I tried to reach for the forehead.
Touching her, she let me and bowed her head for me to continue touching it.
Whoa… What’s happening here.
guys….
I shouted.
The old guy came out of the bush, clapping his hands. With eyes full of fear and surprised at the same time.
Saying:
“It’s the color of your shirt.
Rhino’s emotions are calmed by green patterns. That kind of green pattern on your shirt, not just any green. On top of that, the scent given off by your herbal tea triggers her emotions of joy.”
Oh, I remember getting these items from the open market. My fiancé insisted I should have these. There are so many special things about her.
“Congratulations Mr. Rudy, I think you must have passed your first test from the Shaman.”
“…What??…”
I exclaimed:
“You mean to tell me the shaman is trying to kill us?
“No, Mr. Rudy.”
“You see the path to a shaman involves personal sacrifice, courage, and patience. Shaman is not just another person on your contact list. You can just reach them whenever you feel like it.
Your commitments and true intention must be tested. and you must be prepared in every state possible to reach them where they are.”
“That rhino is yours now, he is your protector. Whenever you need her, she will be there for you.”
“So, what do we do now?”
I wondered!
“Ask the rhino he will guide you to the Shaman.”
The old guy said.
“Rhinos don’t talk… How am I supposed to talk to animals? I don’t do Dr. Do little here.”
“I know that Mr. Rudy. But they can hear you.
Go on now…, ask her whatever you want to know”
It was as if the rhino had heard us.
she started to lead the way.
I followed her.
A few minutes ago, I was about to be turned into a pancake by this strong creature.
Now the rhino is my tour guide?
Seeds of Consciousness — Chapter 3 — Part 3
Life After death.
Life After death.
At that moment, I had already accepted my fate, the fate of my death. This was the end of it all, after all everything dies, everything with a beginning must have an end. I let go of my misery and sorry life, I had said goodbye.
Goodbye to the world, the world where I didn’t accomplish anything. Just like an old shoe, I’ve been used, consumed, and manipulated, until at the end of my life I’m not even worth looking at, smelly, ugly, and unwanted. I had accepted that this was the end of it all, no more, no more abuse, no more victims. I am letting it go. Now that I am parting ways with this life, it is no longer mine.
As I was guiding myself towards the valley of the dead, there was a sudden silence.
I first felt a heavy breath blowing on my face and then I felt its tongue, trying to reach for my face, leaking me.
“I didn’t know rhinos eat meat”
I wondered.
I slowly loosened my guard. Opening my arms and my eyes to see what was happening. I saw a rhino with calm and serene eyes.
I was not sure if it was because I psychologically killed myself due to the expectation of death or if it was the moonlight, which made the rhino glow. While looking at me, she had beautiful auras around her as if she knew me.
She was waiting for me to pat it.
Then I tried to reach for the forehead.
Touching her, she let me and bowed her head for me to continue touching it.
Whoa… What’s happening here.
guys….
I shouted.
The old guy came out of the bush, clapping his hands. With eyes full of fear and surprised at the same time.
Saying:
“It’s the color of your shirt.
Rhino’s emotions are calmed by green patterns. That kind of green pattern on your shirt, not just any green. On top of that, the scent given off by your herbal tea triggers her emotions of joy.”
Oh, I remember getting these items from the open market. My fiancé insisted I should have these. There are so many special things about her.
“Congratulations Mr. Rudy, I think you must have passed your first test from the Shaman.”
“…What??…”
I exclaimed:
“You mean to tell me the shaman is trying to kill us?
“No, Mr. Rudy.”
“You see the path to a shaman involves personal sacrifice, courage, and patience. Shaman is not just another person on your contact list. You can just reach them whenever you feel like it.
Your commitments and true intention must be tested. and you must be prepared in every state possible to reach them where they are.”
“That rhino is yours now, he is your protector. Whenever you need her, she will be there for you.”
“So, what do we do now?”
I wondered!
“Ask the rhino he will guide you to the Shaman.”
The old guy said.
“Rhinos don’t talk… How am I supposed to talk to animals? I don’t do Dr. Do little here.”
“I know that Mr. Rudy. But they can hear you.
Go on now…, ask her whatever you want to know”
It was as if the rhino had heard us.
she started to lead the way.
I followed her.
A few minutes ago, I was about to be turned into a pancake by this strong creature.
Now the rhino is my tour guide?
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