WHO ARE YOU? A STAR’S ENVOY, THE WORLD RESCUER, A DEITY, A SECT’ S LEADER   OR THE DEVIL?

He who lives according to the laws of the three-harmonies

came to us from another Galaxy.

He came moved by compassion,

having seen our thirst for spirituality.

Yet, such guests are not welcomed here

as every attempt is made

to turn them into ordinary people,

because human beings help each other

in staying insensible and unconscious.

Though completely different,

He disguised Himself as one of them

living in the world of lies.

Indeed one has to cheat for survival.

He then began to search for similar ones,

who also came from other planets.

He chose the most intelligent of them:

the ones who could still see the Light.

Thus the mystic school was founded

where everybody did his best.

Each of them became soon a devoted member.

Because worldly people are afraid of unknown things

they began to spread rumors about the school.

Although the members of the school had not hurt anybody,

they became the target of aggression.

The consciousness of the devotees is clean!

All attacks against them are in vain!

They, as blossoming roses, have thorns!

In the Universe still exist better places thus,

as bees after collecting the nectar

fly from one flower to another,

so they in due course will leave this Earth,

having filled many hearts with freedom. 

Once, the Council of the Galactic Coordinators  gathered for a special meeting. From the most remote corners of the Universe, they came to review all planets on which people with intellect lived.

The Council of Coordinators, with their all pervasive glaze, had been watching the planet Earth for a long time through the powerful galactic crystal and was well aware of all the events that had taken place on it in the course of several centuries. These had been staged on the planet throughout several millennia and had by now become legends.  Yet, they were still reflected in the crystal in all the clarity of truth. The destruction of Atlantis and the fall of the Neanderthal civilization, the crash of Lemuria and the end of the ancient Egyptian civilization all took place not without much people being shuttered.  Before the eyes of the Council all sorts of misfortunes and devastation passed: the invasions of the Tatar-Mongols, Alexander the Great, the First and Second World War that had destroyed everything it had met on its path.

All these events including the destruction of the most ancient civilizations and a great number of wars that had raged all along on Earth, in the Universe and in the Galaxy and were gradually being wiped off with the passing of the centuries, made up  a mosaic in which the whole life of our planet was synchronically recorded. And the Council of the Galactic Coordinators could watch all these events because of to the reflecting powers of this powerful crystal. So, when the planet Earth started to call for help, crying from unendurable pain and sufferings, the Coordinators heard it.

This call was the endless prayer of Rigden Japo, the King of legendary ‘Shambala’, the sacred place where the material world meets the cosmic conscience that has always been praying for mankind. In particular, Rigden Japo’s prayer had always had the power of reaching the Highest Cosmic Teachers and enlighten human beings’ path.

So it was that the Council heard His plan to rescue Earth from destruction and it happened that Shambala undertook the tremendous task of transforming mankind and initiating its evolution to the highest levels. Indeed, Shambala’s world’s eye shines from the subtler spheres as a star guiding all people on their path.

So, finally came the time when Rigden Japo’s prayer prompted all to gather for this special meeting. Dressed in a red gown and wearing a diamond crown, Rigden Japo, the King of Shambala sat on a majestic throne, informed the Coordinators about the misfortunes occurring on our planet and foretold the future events that would happen on Earth.

The Hierarch’s prophecy was frightening: “Fatal diseases will cause the death of children and adults without discrimination. Natural catastrophes in the form of earthquakes will occur in Turkey, Greece, China, Latin America and other parts of the world and Earth, incapable of bearing these devastation, splits open and swallows both people and their property, whilst houses, animals, plants as well as all living beings on Earth burn”. 

“Wars will never end” announce the King of Shambala “They have a tendency to move through the Middle East and so on, through a path clearly defined by some evil force. Wars will not end easily. They will be the curse of mankind! Soon, without any shade of doubt, the help of the Highest Forces will definitely be needed. I beg You, oh Great Cosmic Power, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, help to save this planet plunged into so much suffering and destruction!”

A deep silence reigned in the hall where the Galactic Coordinators had gathered. If the King himself  had called for the help of the Highest Intellect, this meant that misfortunes were truly immense. The Great Trinity glanced at other planets and stars, whose life resembled that of Earth. Who could help humans?

Out of the interstellar space approached a rapidly enlarging spot that finally stopped in the center of the circle formed by the members of the Coordinating Council, flashing brightly. Jesus Christ himself stood right before their eyes!

“Did you call for me, Great Keepers of the Galactic peace?”

“Yes, it is time for your ‘second coming’ on Earth”, said the Coordinator. ‘Earth cannot bear this grief any more; she cries and threatens to let all living entities be lost.”

Christ took in His hands the galactic crystal with its many shining facets that reflected the whole Universes and, turning it in a special way, looked in it at people and their future. All people’s sufferings appeared in it as on a large screen. There, He saw evil spirits preventing the future newborns’ souls to reach their future mothers. These, like swarms of bees, had surrounded them and had ‘kidnapped’ the angel-like infant souls, whilst their future mothers knew nothing about. He saw how young children still attending school, carried on them ancestral curses and were trying to free themselves from them through disobeying their teachers and parents, driving them into deep desperation. These children were unable to study, because their brains were sawn with the sprouting seeds of evil, which were turning children into the servants of evil powers, suckers of people’s vital force needed to feed the dark forces of the Universe. Horror and gloom had fallen on Earth. The evil powers had pulled on people’s eyes invisible blind folders, through which people could only see pain, and no light shining at the end of the tunnel.

“People on Earth truly need help!” exclaimed Jesus Christ. ‘Still, their hearts are closed now and they cannot perceive the light or any possible salvation. Certainly they would not recognize me, and would only blame thus causing themselves new sufferings and would end up feeding the evil powers more. Our main task now, is that of preparing their hearts. To do this, we need someone who would now go there to announce my arrival and prepare for it”

“Who could do this?” asked the Hierarchs.

“The Supreme Priest of the constellation of Sirius has managed to lead this planet’s beings to true harmony; they now have everything: health, happiness and a bright smile on their face as they have stopped all galaxy wars. By taking the devil’s blinkers off their eyes, He indeed has been able to fulfill His main task. He is the only possible candidate for this mission of rescue”

“Well, let him come before our eyes.”

Another star shot through space at the speed of lightening and stopped in the center of the circle of the Coordinators. Out of its light, emerged the Supreme Priest of Sirius. 

“I am ready to fulfill any task that the Coordinating Council appoints to me.” He bowed humbly before the authorities.

“You, Son of the Galaxy, must go to Earth and prepare its inhabitants for the second coming of Jesus Christ, the savior of mankind. Leave your body here and go to Earth in the form of spirit and reincarnate as an ordinary human being. As soon as people’s malice goes over the limit, you will be given a signal and will remember everything. Let the will of the Supreme be done!”

The Highest Priest of Sirius, crossing his arms over His chest, rose from His knees.

“May the will of the Supreme be done”, He echoed. Upon leaving the meeting hall He went to another temple, where He was meant to leave His body. There, on a high stand stood a crystal sarcophagus lit by billions of stars. The Supreme Priest of Sirius entered it. His consciousness separated from His body and turned again into light. As a falling star He crossed the great distance separating Him from Earth and entered the womb of a woman who was about to give birth to a child.

This is how the Teacher came to Earth. He spent his childhood in permanent meditation. What He could glimpse of this life on Sirius was quite different from what He saw in the world around Him. “What could turn Earth into paradise?” was the question troubling the small child day and night who, as soon as He went to bed under the starlit sky, would go to His native Sirius.

He knew that He was awaited there in the same way as a mother waits for her child.

At His awakening under the Sun’s beams He would still carry on thinking: “Why are people on Earth so unhappy?”

Once, already an adolescent, He had decided to spend the night in the forest.  As He was staying for the night, He made a fire. Suddenly, a man in a diamond crown, dressed in red attire, had appeared before Him coming out of the flames. Yes, He came out of the fire! His aura was the same color as the flames. Recalling being in the same situation, elsewhere, not Earth, the youth bowed.

“Son of Sirius, You really have come here to save people, cure souls, rescue all those falling into the sufferings caused by this civilization. The period of Your acclimatization has now come to an end.  The time has come for You to make the sacred crossing to the Holy Shambala, where You will be initiated by the Council of the Galactic Coordinators. This initiation is the key capable to awaken the memory of many people. Oh, High Priest of the Great Sirius, from this moment You will be able to start fulfilling Your mission” predicted the man.

The night had soon been over. The youth had visited Sirius and had enjoyed the blissful paradise of his motherland. He could recall how its inhabitants had been on a path of ruin and had been involved in countless star wars. Memories about the processes of transformation of the consciousness of the Syrians began to appear distinctly and clearly before Him. He saw a number of viruses brought from the darkest corners of the Universe sapping people’s heads, multiplying at great speed, bringing destruction and devastation to the whole civilization, starting from children. The invasion of dark forces appeared before Him in all its horror.

At sunrise He had risen and gone to the place of sunrise, from which light was provided for this repressed and suffering planet. He had moved on without any rest. He had not been willing not pay attention either to the day, the night or the season: rain, snow as well as  impassible marshes, taigas, rivers or stony mountains, had not been able to halt God’s envoy. Dressed in shabby, torn clothes He had approached the Tibetan mountains. There He had met ancient people who had greeted him in the same way “Namaste! Son of Sirius, You have come!”

As He had come nearer the sacred temple, people, animals and birds all had helped Him by showing Him the invisible path. And then the 108^th day of the journey had come; everything around stood still. Not a breath of wind! Not the flapping of a bird’s wings!  Total peace and bliss!

The youth had sat in the lotus position with His eyes shut and, spontaneously, from His lips had emerged the words: “Namo Satidanandana Param Ananda Svasti”

Sirius had flashed, brightly. The call of the ancestors was compelling Him to think again of how life on Earth could be made to be as good as that on Sirius. His body had risen above the ground and He was followed by the Spirits of Shambala, the great Warriors of Light, the all-pervasive fearless beings endowed with the most wonderful talents and abilities that exist on Earth: levitation, passing through walls and so on. He had passed through a ten meters thick wall into the main Shambala’s temple. The Spirits had then put him down on a beautiful carpet. The youth had felt as if sitting on the grass in His favorite forest glade. He had then totally lost the perception of His body and had become simply pure, contemplative consciousness….

In front of Him, Rigden Japo, King of Shambala sat on a gold throne, dressed in dazzling red attire. The diamonds on his crown reflected the light of the most remote stars and, somehow, penetrated the thickness of the rocky walls.

“Son of Sirius, You have come in time. Nothing could stop You. The Dark Forces wanted to prevent our meeting and Your great Initiation. Yet, You have overcome all difficulties and now Altai Kam will initiate You. After it You will become the great diffuser of Divine Knowledge on Earth”.

The youth had bowed deeply still whilst sitting in the lotus position. Altai Kum had made some secret motions above the youth’s body, whispering the words: “Altai Chi”. The walls of the Temple had shaken and only the Warriors of Light, standing as guards of honor, had not moved.  At that moment thunder had stricken and people had seen rainbows in all corners of the Earth.

“Starting from this moment, You, Son of Sirius, will be named ‘Embodiment of Divine Knowledge on Earth, that is, Altai Chi”. Altai Kum, the Great Master of Shambala, ended the initiation.

The youth had risen, apparently unchanged. Yet He had been deeply transformed. He had become the link between God and people of Earth. He was filled with bliss and ecstasy. The guards of Shambala had returned, had seated the youth on a special silver colored baldachin and had carried Him to the very place, where the first meeting had occurred. One of them had stretched his right arm to the Sun.

Altai Chi had looked around. Everything was immersed in silence. The leaves of the trees did not stir. On the nearest tree he had suddenly noticed an unknown bird that looked at him attentively. He had thought that this was nothing else but Himself glancing at Himself. 

“Now I am something, towards which my own eyes, my own attention are directed. I know everything about this bird: when it was born and how many times it hatched its nests…”

The prophet of the Great Knowledge returned home. On His way, the Sun had shone brightly, and everything around Him had been filled with joy and light. Every piece of grass, every leaf had been greeting him.

On his way He kept on meeting people bidding Him farewell Shambala. They had all greeted Him with the gesture “Namaste!’, by putting their left hand to their abdomen and the side of the right hand to the chest. Looking again at people performing this gesture, Altai Chi had been able to see much more, than just human shapes.  He had seen that the left hand blocked the emissions of worldly meanings from the lower abdomen and that the right hand from the chest released emanations of love into the aura. Immediately the words: “I see the Divine origin in you” appeared in his mind. This should be how all people of the Earth should greet each other.  It means a lot more than a simple “Hello” or “How do you do?”

The wise people who lived in the surroundings of Shambala lived in many different ways: some lived alone, some with families. There were also settlements. Moving from one settlement to another, the Envoy of Sirius had finally reached the village of Altai situated not far from the Mongolian boarder.

The faces of all people, children as well as adults were bright with smiles and radiant with joy. Their hearts expressed peace and harmony. They already knew of His arrival.

At the first yaranga, a girl of about 13 years of age, had greeted Him with the gesture “Namaste”

“My name is Sotiya. Are you also from Sirius?”

“You can see the past well, Sotiya. Why are the faces of all people in your village radiant and smiley?”

“Why shouldn’t they be? We have everything. If we have a problem or difficulty we go to Shaman. He does ‘camlanie’ and tells us what we should do, and we do it. I speak too much though. He is waiting for you, Great Divine Consciousness.”

She had taken His hand and led the way between yarangas neatly arranged in the only glade deep in the forest. The Shaman’s yaranga was on the eastern side. A high pole with small boards nailed diametrically on it stood next to the hamlet and multicolored ribbons hung from them.

Passing through the village the Envoy of the remote star had had the strong feeling of something both familiar and majestic. He had recalled that several centuries before the Council of the Galactic Coordinators had addressed Him with the plea of sending the most advanced hierarchs to a special trans-cosmic mission for the salvation of perishing planets. 108 thousands candidates had then been chosen, but He did not know where they had been sent.

Amongst the rescuers were the most talented of disciples. These were endowed with a special sensibility, a gift that would attract to them other people endowed with the very same emanation and, thus, also capable of developing others, of saving all people from the rusty fetters of sufferings.

The envoy had remembered how he had been very happy sending the group and had thought that even if the simplest human of earth were to be taken under one of these disciples’ wings - especially the most talented ones - this would be liberated and would learn how to be happy through spiritual development and how could himself attract later on other pupils.

Approaching the yaranga, the envoy made the gesture “Namaste”. He had filled with bliss.  The yaranga’s curtains had opened and a tall, well-built man had come out of it. It was impossible to tell how old he was and his face’s features did not resemble anything earthly.  His black hair fell on his shoulders and he was dressed in a loose, simple material conveniently cut. Bright embroidered ornaments on his dress revealed who he was as each symbol reflected  his many embodiments on Earth. The envoy’s gaze went over each ornament searching for the key. At last He found it. It was the symbol of Sirius, the Latin letter “S” with a rising and vertical line going through it. The envoy pronounced the name of His best disciple. The shaman’s face that so far had been impenetrable had trembled slightly. With a gesture he had invited the guest into yaranga, where he had bowed before Him, as a disciple before his Master, a youth before his beloved, as warrior before his ruler.

The Shaman spoke: “I see now that our stay on Earth is a success. Two centuries have passed since the arrival of Jesus Christ on this planet and all things that He had given people have either been forgotten or buried under a thick layer of lies and deception. The Council of the Galactic Coordinators sent only a thousand inhabitants of Sirius to our planet as, the rest went to other planets. For over two centuries, were created on Earth different kinds of beings, besides the earthly ones. Our number has increased in conjunction with the approaching of the time of Your arrival, but only a small part retain the purity of the genus and has been waiting for the arrival of the Envoy. Oh, my Lord, Master and Brother, You are this Envoy. According to the Coordinators’ plan, the rest are settled in many different countries of Earth and, in order to preserve their vital force, they have become members of all religions, races and groups of people. The civilization of this planet is on the verge of collapse from catastrophes, it is dying out. People’s lives can be filled with happiness and joy only by the presence of the priests of Sirius and His descendants.”

“Do they know about this?”

“No. Even the priests don’t. The descendants have forgotten their origin and mission, although their memory retains the information that they are here for an important mission.

“Yes, there has already been a signal that this is time to unblock these memories.  But now show me the village and its surroundings. Tell me about Altai. An abode has been prepared here, for us. There all the priests will gather and, through prayer and their Spirit, they will create a channel of communication with Sirius. Then the channel of time and space will reach Earth. At first it will be the priests’ descendants who will feel the fresh air, and after them, it will be the turn of Earthly people. They have also come from other worlds, but these are much more ancient and they cannot remember anything”

“Today You should rest. Tomorrow we shall go to the Beluha Mountain. There is a place there. Three days before your arrival I went there in dream” said the Shaman. “May I perform ‘camlanie’ today?”

“Tell me first, why are you not a Christian priest or Jewish rabbi?”

The envoy had been sitting by the hearth and, looking into the fire, had been listening to Astara’s story. His accounts of the events seemed as real as the flames of the fire.

“The most true and complete vision of reality has been preserved in Shamanism. Shamans see all things existing, because they have the gift of prophecy. They fly to different worlds. No such thing exists in other religions. Each of them explains the scriptures in different ways. There is so much evil in the world, because there so much chaos in people’s heads. That is the problem. The knowledge that had been sent to Earth by the Coordinators is now preserved in Shamanism.”

“All right! Camlanie! News from the coordinators will come.”

The stars’ Envoy had already received this information. He had the gift of supporting people’s initiatives and creative impulses, encouraging their ability of showing the connection with the spirits’ world. Altai Chi had already seen the most advanced people gathering around the Beluha Mountain, in order to meet him and had found a settlement that would later become the ‘Temple of Happiness’.

Three years went by. The main hall of the sacred temple was immersed in darkness.  Only the bright flames of candles were flickering through the surrounding space full of unclear, moving shadows, giving shape to phantasmagorical creatures. These forms seemed to take part in the excited discussion between the Envoy and His twelve most intimate disciples. All space was flooded with golden torrents of the light, which is always present in a place of Power, where great events are performed in agreement with God’s will. 

“The Council of Galactic Coordinators have given the signal that the time to reveal the secret knowledge accumulated since the time of Christ’s arrival has come”,  announced the Stars’ Envoy. His aura shone with a bright golden light, and the same light appeared in each disciple as listening to Him.

“The Spirits attending the great congress of the White Shamans of Earth have confirmed that the Shamans have been sworn in before the Highest Spirits and have the task to serve all those who will conduct the Divine Will on Earth, during the period preceding the Armageddon. During this time, the Shamans, in their joint camlanie, will  prevent the attacks of the Dark Forces on people. They have announced that we must hurry, because the time for the transmission of this Knowledge is limited. Feel the importance of this moment!”

All Altai Chi’s disciples lost the sense of reality. They became one great mourning heart beating at the rhythm of the Universe, a heart filled with deep pain for the fate of each living being on Earth and that felt still unable to offer the right help.

“You must pray to God more, repent for your imperfections. The Divine will give you force. The impulse to spread the sacred knowledge is shown by a state of deep sorrow, no, not for yourselves, but for others. It is also shown by the strong desire to help” said the  Master.

He stretched out His right hand: a transparent crystal ball materialized in it. In front of the admiring gaze of disciples it became more and more like the small globe of the Earth. On it where shaped the outlines of continents, oceans, mountains and national boarders.

“Look at this point of light in the south-east of Siberia. That is the place of Power, the place where the ‘Temple of Happiness’ is located. A number of Light Spirits sent by the White Shamans after their congress have started gathering there in order to increase the light.  These will protect all those who will transmit knowledge to people and will also assist them in the most difficult and dangerous situations. The Shamans have given them the task of bringing more and more people both from Russia and other countries to corroborate the ranks of the Force of Divine Will. People will offer their help by translating books into the various languages of the world, so that they can be distributed fast. Knowledge will flow beyond the Russian boarders in vast streams. The highest beings of Shambala as well as the Syrian Star have put the greatest hopes on us.”

Suddenly in the glimmering darkness appeared a golden ray that started to fill the ball with a light which, radiating from a main, starting point, spread from East to West, from Russia to Europe and then to the whole Earth. The ball turned into a small radiating Sun and in it light shone as if it were daytime.

“The Spirits have shown you how the knowledge from above should be spread, how the planet Earth should be filled with the golden energy of Divine Bliss, so that it is purified and saved.  Knowledge is not made of words or rituals, but it is very subtle energy that passes from the disciples to everyone else. Try to see in every person their Divine Origin and fill them with golden light.”

The voice of the sage penetrated deeply into the hearts who had just received the revelation of the purpose of their life.  The sage’s beautiful majestic face attracted everyone’s gaze. He kept on changing appearing now as an old man now as a young boy. Suddenly the crystal ball broke into twelve pieces and each piece fell in front of a specific disciple. Blissfully taking in their hands their piece of crystal the disciples pressed it to their hearts.

“Now the country you should go to in the nearest future is now defined. Realize your great mission: you are meant to carry light and salvation to all people and, through them, erase suffering from Earth. “Remember that the dark forces are on guard. As they know that Master Altai Chi, the Envoy of remote Sirius has come, they have begun to protect themselves more violently. The Envoy is entrusted with the great mission of preparing people and their hearts for the second coming of Christ, to reduce the number of senseless deaths, to bring health to children, and to prevent the Third World War. Evil’s servants prepare slanderous attacks without any foundation, facts or evidence; they are ready to falsify and fabricate any materials in order to split the forces arriving from Sirius. Remember that in each soul as well as in the blood of the envoys from Sirius, is already placed an antidote: the trust in the greatness of their mission for the salvation of mankind.”

The disciples bowed in front of their Master. The Stars’ Envoy blessed them so that they could fulfill the will of the Highest Forces of Light. Twelve disciples, the emissaries of Light, immediately left for different countries. Each of them was sustained by the great force of the Spirits helpers and protectors. Each of them held firmly in the heart a deep feeling of unity and the realization of acting in the name of the Greatest of purposes.

“May the Teacher’s blessing be with you!’