Lupelius - The School for Gods

Everyone invariably sees come to pass what they have firmly believed in …A man alwayscreates. The obstacles he encounters are the materialisation of his own limitations, hisfragmented thinking and his impotence…There are those who have faith in poverty and those who only know how to believe insickness…There are those who have an unshakable belief in misery and scarcity …and thereare those who have staked everything on crime…Man is always creative, even when he isimprisoned in the darkest states of his being.”According to the Dreamer, no man has any more faith than any other. Every man has hisown allocation of faith to manage, to invest...everyone has been apportioned exactly the sameamount. “What differentiates men…what really gives them a different destiny, is thedirection of their beliefs, the different quality of their goals, be they conscious or not …”I was more than a little disconcerted by the Dreamer’s claims. I had always believed thatfaith was a rare commodity, and, what is more, that it was precisely their varying capacity forfaith that essentially differentiated men. One of the ideological plinths which underpinnedmy vision of the world certainly included the belief that Mohammed, Alexander, Socrates,Lao Tzu, Churchill or Napoleon could be set apart from other men by the strength of theirconvictions.“But if everyone has faith…and furthermore, the same quantity of faith” ‐ I asked, usingthe Holy Scriptures to support my case and drawing strength from their authority ‐ “whatthen is the meaning of the words ‘if you had faith like a mustard seed...’?The discussion which followed imprinted itself forever in my being. Not so much for thememorable words He pronounced, but for the authority with which He delivered them. TheDreamer was not giving me an interpretation of that passage from the Gospel, He wascreating it. The dreaming essence of that age‐old message and the intelligence compressed inits atoms, was being released there and then, in that moment. The words I was listening towere new and alive. They had never been spoken before in the entire history of the world.“If a man were able to shift the direction of his faith by even one millimetre, if he couldonly redirect the strength of his convictions towards life rather than towards death…hecould move mountains in the world of events.”Like a flash of lightning that tears through the darkness and illuminates what a fewmoments earlier was buried in shadows, so the evidence crossed my mind and I understoodvividly just how much energy was contained in a single atom of faith. I understood that theelimination of the smallest particle of hell would destroy that total faith in death ‐ the mostdeeply rooted of all men’s beliefs. I also realised the enormity of such an undertaking.Grasping this idea alone required an effort equivalent to a Titan carrying the weight ofheaven and earth.For the first time I asked myself what I had believed in ….to what had I attributed value upuntil my meeting with the Dreamer…His voice reached me while I was immersed in thesethoughts and helped me as they turned irreparably towards the dark pit of my past.Although I already knew, it was embarrassing for me to have renewed confirmation of thefact that I was an open book to Him.38