There was once a king who had an only son, and while he lived the king decided to give his crown to the prince. He made a great festival to which all the noblemen of the kingdom came, and in the midst of pomp and ceremony the king placed the crown upon the head of his young son, saying, “I am one who can read the future in the stars, and I see that there will come a time when you will lose your kingdom, but when that time comes you must not be sorrowful; if you can be joyous even when your kingdom is lost, I too will be filled with joy. For you cannot be a true king unless you are a happy man.”
The son became king, appointed governors, and ruled. He was a lover of learning, and in order to fill his court with wise men he let it be known that he would give every man whatever he desired, either gold or glory, in return for his wisdom; than all the people in that kingdom began to seek for knowledge, in order to get gold or glory from the king. And thus it was that the simplest fool in the land was wiser than the greatest sage of any other country; and in their search for learning, the people forgot the study of war, so the country was left open to the enemy.
Among the philosophers in the young king’s court there were clever men and infidels who soon filled his mind with doubt. He would ask himself, “Who am I; why am I in the world?” Then he would heave a deep sigh, and fall into melancholy. Only when he would forget this doubt would he again become a
happy king; but more often every day he thought, “Why am I in this world?” and sighed.
One day the invader came and attacked the unprotected kingdom, and all the people fled. Men and women left their fields and their homes, and the highways were filled with carts and wagons, with people on foot carrying infants in their arms. The fleeing people went through a forest, and there it befell that two five-year-old children were lost: a boy and a girl. After all the people had passed, the children heard each other crying. Then they went up to each other and joined hands, and wandered through the forest. Soon they were hungry, but they did not know where they could get food.
Just then they saw a beggar going through the woods, carrying his beggar’s sack. They ran to him and clung to him.
“Where do you come from?” he asked.
“We do not know,” the children answered.
He gave them bread to eat, and turned to go on his way. They begged him not to leave them alone, but he said, “I cannot take you with me.” Then the children saw that he was blind, and they wondered how he found his way through the forest. But as he was leaving, he blessed them, saying, “May you be as I am, and as old as I am.” Then he left them.
Night came, and the children slept. In the morning they cried again for food; then they saw another beggar. They began to talk to him, but he placed his fingers against his ears and showed them that he was deaf. He gave them bread to eat, enough for the day, and as he went he blessed them, saying, “May you be as I am.”
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THE SEVEN BEGGARS
On the third day when they cried for bread another beggar came, who stammered so that he could not speak to them. He, too, fed the children, but would not take them with him, and as he went away he blessed them with the wish that they might become like himself. And so each day as they wandered through the forest the children were fed: on the fourth day by a beggar with a crippled throat, then by a hunchback, then by a beggar who had no hands, and at last there came a beggar who had no feet. And each beggar left them with the wish that they might become as he was.
On the eighth day they came out of the forest to a town; they went to a house and asked for food, and as the people saw that they were only little children, they were given food and drink. So the children said to each other, “We will go on like this from one place to another, and we will always remain together.” They made great beggar’s sacks for themselves, for carrying whatever was given them, and they went over the countryside, into the towns, to the fairs, and into the cities. Wherever they went, they sat among the beggars, until they became known to all the poor folk on the roads as the “two children who were lost in the woods.”
Years passed, the children grew. Once, when all the beggars of the kingdom were assembled at a fair in a great city, a leader among them thought, “Let us marry the children, one to another.” He told his companions of this thought, and they told others, and when the children were told they said, “Good!” So it was decided to marry them at once. All that was needed was a place for the wedding. Then the mendicants
remembered that the king was holding a festival, where food and drink would be provided to all who came. “That will be the wedding feast!” they cried.
The beggars went to the king’s garden and received meat and bread and wine; then they dug a great cave in the ground, large enough to hold a hundred people; they covered the cave with branches and with earth, and they set up a wedding canopy within the cave. There they made the wedding, and feasted, with eating and dancing and merriment. But the children sat together, and all at once they remembered their days in the forest, and the blind beggar who had been the first to bring them food. And they longed for the blind beggar to be at their wedding.
Just then they heard him call out, “Here I am! I have come to your marriage! And as a wedding gift I bestow upon you the blessing I wished you before: may you live to be as I am, and as old as I am. You must not believe that I am blind; I am not blind at all, but in my sight the entire world is not worth the blink of an eye, and so, as I never look upon the world, I have the appearance of one who is blind. I am very old,” he said, “but I am quite young, and I have not yet begun to live. Nevertheless I am aged, and it is not I alone who say this, but I have the word of the great Eagle. I will tell you the story.
“Once there was a ship sailing on a sea; a great storm came, and the ship was broken, but the people were saved. They climbed to a high tower, and in the tower they found clothing and food and wine and everything that was good. In order to pass the time pleasantly, they said, ‘Let each of us tell the story of his oldest memory, and we shall see whose memory
is longest.’ Aged and young were there, and the first that spoke was the eldest of them all, and he was white with years.
“‘What shall I tell you?’ he said. ‘I even remember when the apple was cut from the bough.’ Though many sages were among them, none understood the meaning of his tale, yet they all agreed that the story was indeed of olden times.
“Then the second eldest in years said, as one who wonders and admires, ‘That is truly an ancient tale! I remember that happening, and I even remember the candle that burned.’
“Everyone agreed that this was even an older story than the first, and they wondered how a younger man could remember a story of older times; then they asked the third eldest to tell a story in his turn.
“‘I even remember when the fruit first began to grow,’ he said, ‘for then the fruit was only beginning to take form.’
“‘That is yet a more ancient story,’ all agreed. But the fourth in years spoke: ‘I remember when the seed was brought that was to be planted in the fruit’; and the fifth said, ‘I remember the sage who thought of the seed ‘; then the sixth, who was younger still, declared, ‘I remember the taste of the fruit before the taste went into the fruit’; and the seventh said, ‘I remember the odour of the fruit before the fruit had an odour’; but the eighth said, ‘I remember the appearance of the fruit before the fruit could be seen, and I was but a child.'”
Then the blind beggar who was telling the story said, “I was the youngest in years among them in the tower, and when they had all spoken, I spoke. ‘I remember
all those things, and I remember the thing that is Nothing.’
“All who were there agreed that mine was a story of something far, far back, further than all the other happenings, and they wondered at the child whose memory was longer than that of the eldest man. But there came a beating of wings and a knocking upon the walls of the tower, and we saw a great Eagle come.
“He cried, ‘You have been poor men long enough, you may return now to your treasures.’ And he added, ‘I will take you out of the tower, the eldest first, and so according to your ages.’ Then he took me out first, and the eldest in years he took out last, and when we were all taken out of the tower the Eagle said to us, ‘I can explain all the tales that have been told; for he who remembered when the apple was cut from the bough remembered how at his birth he was cut from his mother; the candle that burned was the babe in the womb, for it is written in gemara that while the child is in the womb a candle burns over his head; and he that remembers when the fruit began to grow remembers how his limbs first began to form in his mother’s womb; he that recalls the bringing of the seed remembers how he was conceived; and he that knows the wisdom that created the seed remembers when conception was but in the mind; the taste that preceded the fruit is the memory of Being; the scent is Spirit; and vision is the Soul; but the child that remembers Nothing is greater than them all, for he remembers that which existed before Being, Spirit, or Soul; he remembers the life that hovered upon the threshold of eternity.’ Then the Eagle said, ‘Return to your vessels, for they are your bodies that were
broken, and they are built again.’ He blessed them all, but to me he said, ‘You must come with me, for you are as I am, you are very old, but still young, and you have not yet begun to live.’ And so you see that it was from the great Eagle himself that I learned the secret of my age and of my youth: and today I give you this as my gift: that you may be as I am, and as old as I am.”
When the blind beggar had spoken there was great joy and merriment among the wedding guests, and the bride and groom were happy.
On the second day of the seven days of celebration, the bride and groom remembered the second beggar who had fed them in the forest, and they were lonely for the deaf one; but as they thought of him, he called, “Here I am!” And he came and kissed them, and said, “Today I bequeath upon you as a wedding gift that which I once gave you in blessing: be as I am, and live a life as good as mine; surely you believe that I am deaf; I am not deaf at all, but the error of the world is not worth my hearing, for the world is all error, and the cries of its people are but folly, and even their joy is filled with error; what need have I to hear evil when I lead a life so good and flawless, for see, I have made even the people of the Land of Luxury understand that there is nothing in the world so good to eat as bread, and no drink better than water.
“Once all the people of the Land of Luxury came together and vied with each other in telling of the ease in which they lived; one man spoke of the humming-bird’s wings upon which he feasted, and another told of the rare wine he drank, and each boasted of a
luxury greater than his neighbour’s, until I said, ‘I live a life of rarer ease and luxury than yours!’ They all looked at my beggar’s mantle, and laughed, but I said to them, ‘I know a land where a garden grows that is filled with trees overladen with marvellous fruits. Once the fruits had every tempting odour and flavor and beauty in the world, and every good thing that grows was in that garden. A gardener watched over the trees, and pruned them, and cared for their growth; but the gardener has disappeared and cannot be found, there is no one to take care of the trees, and the people live only from the wild growth of the dropped seed. Even of this, they might have lived well; but a tyrant king invaded their land. He did not harm the people, and he did not himself spoil their garden, but he left behind him three companies of soldiers: one company made the taste of the garden into bitterness, the other made the odour into stench, and the third made its beauty into clouded darkness.’
“Then I said to the people of the Land of Luxury, ‘Help the people of this other kingdom, for the taste, the beauty, and the odour is gone from their fruit, and if you do not help them, the same evil may reach to your land!’ So they set out for the spoiled kingdom, but lived in luxury on their journey, until they came close to the garden, and then the beauty, and the taste, and the delectable odour began to go from their own food, and they did not know what to do. So I gave them some of my bread to eat, and my water to drink, and they tasted all the riches of their fine foods, and they breathed all the delectable odours, and they saw all the beauties of the fruits in the
bread and water that I gave them. Meanwhile the people of the spoiled kingdom remembered that their gardener was of one root with the people of the Land of Luxury, so they decided to send envoys to that kingdom of plenty. The envoys met on the road with the people from the Land of Luxury, and they took council together, and sent me first into the spoiled land.
“Then I went into the city and saw people assembled in the street; I listened to them, and heard one whisper to the other, while the other laughed and whispered to a third, and I knew it was filth that they uttered. I went further, and saw people quarrel and go to a court and quarrel again and go to another court, until the whole city was filled with judges and bribery; and the city was also filled with lust. Then I knew that the invading king had left his three battalions in the city to spread the three diseases: of filth that had spoiled the taste in their mouth, and bribery that had made their eyes blind, and lust that was a stench in their nostrils. So I said to them, ‘Let us drive out these strangers; and perhaps the gardener will be found again.’ Then the men from the Land of Luxury, who ate of my bread and water, and were well of sight and scent and hearing, helped me, and wherever they caught one of the soldiers, they drove him from the land.
“There was a madman that wandered in the streets and cried continually that he was a gardener; everyone laughed at him, and some even threw stones at him. Then I said to them, ‘Perhaps he is really the gardener; bring him to me.’ They brought him, and I saw that he was indeed the gardener, and he was
restored to the garden. So the people again knew the taste of their fruit, and the scent, and the beauty of it; and in reward I was given the good life, and today I bestow it upon you.” Again the wedding guests rejoiced, and the bride and groom were happy.
On the third day the children cried, “What has become of the stammerer!” Then the heavy-tongued beggar came, and embraced them, and said, “Here I am!” In a clear voice he spoke to them. “On that day when we met in the woods I blessed you with the wish that you might be as I am; and today I bestow it upon you as a gift: for look you, you believe that I am dumb, yet in truth I am not heavy-tongued, but I have no use for all men’s words except those that are uttered in praise of God, and all other earthly words are not worthy of utterance. Indeed I am gifted with speech, and can sing so beautifully that there is not one creature in the world, bird or beast, that will not stop to hear my song. And I have proof of this from that great man who is called the Truly Godly Man. For once all the sages of the world came together to prove who was cleverest; the first said, ‘I have brought iron out of the earth ‘; and the second said, ‘I have found a way to make brass’; and a third knew how to make tin, and another could make silver, and still another had discovered gold; then one came who had made guns and cannon for war, and yet another had discovered how to make gun-powder. But one said, I am wiser than all of you, for I am as wise as the day.’ They did not understand him, and so he said, ‘If all of your wisdom were taken together it would not make a single hour, for one of you takes things out of the earth and mixes them together to make
powder, and another takes iron out of the earth, and another brass, but all of your silver, and iron, and brass, and gold is taken out of the earth that God made in a day, and all of the things that you take out, if put together, would not make a single hour of that day; while I, I am as wise as the entire day!’
“Then I asked him, ‘What day?’ And he turned to me and said, ‘No matter which day it may be, you are wiser than I, for you have asked, “What day?”‘
“And I explained my wisdom to them, saying, “You must know that time does not exist of itself, and that days are made only of good deeds. It is through men who perform good deeds that days are born, and so time is born; and I am he who goes all about the world to find those men who secretly do good deeds: I bring their deeds to the great man who is known as the Truly Godly Man, and he turns them into time; then time is born, and there are days and years.
“And this is the life of the world: At the far end of the world there is a mountain, on the mountaintop is a rock, and a fountain of water gushes from the rock. This you know: that everything in the world possesses a heart, and the world itself has a great heart. The heart of the world is complete, for it has a face, and hands, and breasts, and toes, and the littlest toe of the world’s heart is more worthy than any human heart. So at one end of the earth there is the fountain that flows from the rock on the mountaintop, and at the other end is the earth’s heart. And the heart desires the mountain spring; it remains in its place far at the other end of the earth, but it is filled with an unutterable longing, it burns with an endless
desire for the distant fountain of water. In the day, the sun is like a blazing whip upon the heart, because of its longing for the spring; but when the heart is utterly weak from the punishment of the sun, a great bird comes and spreads its wings and gives the heart rest. But even while it rests, it longs for the mountain spring, and it looks toward the peak of the mountain, for if it were to lose sight of the spring for but one instant, the heart would cease to live.
“Because of its great longing, it sometimes tries to go to the fountain, but if it goes nearer to the foot of the mountain it can no longer see the spring on the top of the mountain, and so it must remain far away, for only from a distance may a mountain peak be seen. And if it were for an instant to lose sight of the spring, the heart would die, and then all the world would die, for the life of the world and everything in it is in the life of its heart.
“So the heart remains longing at the other end of the earth, longing for the spring that cannot come toward it, for the spring has no share in Time, but lives on a mountain peak far above the time that is on earth. And the mountain spring could not be of the earth at all, since it has no share in the earth’s time, but for the earth’s heart, which gives the spring its day. And as the day draws to its close, and time is ended, the heart becomes dark with grief, for when the day is done the mountain spring will be gone from the earth, and then the earth’s heart will die of longing, and when the heart is dead all the earth and all the creatures upon the earth will die.
“And so, as the day draws to a close, the heart begins to sing farewell to the fountain; it sings its
grief in wildly beautiful melody, and the mountain spring sings farewell to the heart, and their songs are filled with love and eternal longing.
But the Truly Godly Man keeps watch over them, and in that last moment before the day is done, and the spring is gone, and the heart is dead, and the world is ended, the good man comes and gives a new day to the heart; then the heart gives the day to the spring, and so they live again. As the day comes, it is brought with melody, and with strangely beautiful words that contain all wisdom; for there are differences between the days, there are Sabbaths and Mondays, and there are holidays, and days of the first of the month; and each day comes with its own song.
“All these days that the Godly man gives to the heart of the world he has through me, for it is I who go about the world to find the men who do good deeds, and it is from their deeds that time is born, for each deed becomes a melody in my mouth, and from the melody the Godly man makes a day, and the day is given to the heart, and she sings it to the fountain. Therefore I am wiser than the sage who said he had the wisdom of an entire day, for from the Truly Godly Man I have a gift enabling me to sing the songs and know the wisdom of all the days on earth. And today I bestow upon you, as a wedding gift, the power to be as I am.” At once there was joy among them, and the beggars all sang together.
So they ended that day with joy. But on the fourth day the children longed for the beggar with the twisted throat, and he came and said, “I am here! Once before I blessed you that you might be as I am, and today I bestow upon you this wedding gift: be as
[paragraph continues]I am! You believe that I have a twisted throat, but see, my throat is really beautiful and straight, but there are foolish and evil things in this world, and I would not have any of them come into me through my throat, therefore my throat seems twisted. It is really clear and beautiful, and I have a voice that is wonderful in song, for through my throat I can imitate the call and the song of every creature that lives! I have this power from the land of melody, for there is a land where everyone, from the king to the smallest child, is wondrously skilled in music; some play the harp, others the violin, and some play many instruments.
“Once, all of their greatest musicians came together, and each began to boast of his skill: one could play upon a harp, another upon a violin, and still another could play upon a harp and a violin, while there was one who said he could play upon every musical instrument; then a man declared that he could imitate the sound of a harp with his voice, and another could imitate the sound of violins, one could imitate a drum, and still another could make a noise like a cannon. I too was there, and I said, ‘My voice is more wonderful than all your voices. For if you are such great musicians, can you bring help to the suffering nations?’ And I told them, ‘There are two peoples whose countries lie a thousand miles apart, and when night comes over those lands the people cannot sleep. For with night, there comes a strange moaning and wailing, so drear, so heart-weary, that the very stones groan and weep. And when the people hear this sound, they too must begin to moan and weep; every night all the men and women, and
even the children of these countries lie awake moaning and weeping with the sorrow that is over them. And you, who are so skilled in music, can you help those people?’
“Then they asked me, ‘Will you lead us there?’ And I said, ‘Yes!’ So they all arose and I led them. We came to one of the countries, and at night we heard the strange moaning; then even the sages from the land of melody wept and moaned, but they could do nothing.
“‘Can you tell me,’ I said to them, ‘where this sound comes from?'”
“‘And do you know?’ they asked.
“‘I know. For there were two beautiful birds that had mated together, and they were the only two of their kind. But once they were lost, one from the other, and they flew everywhere, each seeking its mate, until they became weary, and their hope was gone from them, for they knew they were far from each other. Each settled alone where it was; one built his nest in his land, and the other built her nest where she was a thousand miles away; now when night comes the two birds begin to lament, each for the other, and it is their moaning lament that the people hear, and they too must keen with the birds, until there is no rest for them at night.’
“The sages would not believe me, but said, ‘Can you take us to the bird’s place?’ I said, ‘I can take you there, but you will not be able to bear the weight of it by night or by day, for at night the lament is so great that you may not come near it, and during the day flocks of birds come to her and to him, to cheer them in their loneliness, and all the birds
sing merrily until the joy is so great as to be unbearable: this joy cannot be heard from afar, but if you come near it, you will succumb.’ Then the sages asked, ‘Can you right this thing?’ And I told them that I could make my voice like the voice of any living being, and that I also could send my voice to all places on earth, so that it might not be heard where I stood, but would be heard far away.
“I said to the wise men, ‘Will you go with me to a place that is neither in one land or the other, but lies between them? For from that place I will send my voice with the sound of her voice to him, and I will send my voice with the sound of his voice to her, so that each will hear the other’s voice, they will listen, and tremble, and rise and spread their wings and fly toward the place of the voice, and so they will meet together where I stand.’
“Then I led them to a place that lay between the two countries; the place was in a forest, and the ground was covered with snow. I stood and sang, but the men could hear no sound come from me. Only, they heard the sound of a door opening and closing, and they heard the sound of a gun, and they heard the barking of a hound as it ran over the snow for the kill. Yet they saw nothing. But I had sent my voices, and soon there were two pair of wings above us. Then the men from the land of melody understood how I had brought the two birds together, and they agreed that mine was the most wonderful voice of all, for I could send it wherever I chose; and so today I bestow upon you this gift: that you may be as I am.” He finished speaking, and all the beggars made merry, and sang.
On the fifth day the children, in the midst of merriment, sighed, “If the hunchback were only here!” And there he stood, and said, “I have come to your wedding, my children! And do you remember how I blessed you that you might be as I am? Today I bestow my wish upon you as a wedding gift: be as I am! It seems to you that I am a hunchback, but indeed my shoulders are wide and straight and strong, and I have proof of this from the land where people once came together to see who could bear the heaviest burden upon the slightest support; then one said, The top of my head is a small enough place and yet I carry myriads of creatures, with all their needs upon it!’ But they made sport of him, while another man said, ‘You are like a creature I once saw: I thought he sat by a mountain, but when I came near I knew that it was a mountain of refuse that he had thrown out of himself!’ Then a third man said, ‘I know of a small place that bears a burden greater than itself, for I have an orchard where fruit trees grow, and the fruit on the trees could many times cover the earth out of which the trees grow.’
“Many people said, ‘That is indeed a great thing come out of a little thing,’ but another man declared, ‘I have a tiny garden so beautiful that princes and kings come to walk in it; then my garden is only a small place, but it has borne up the weight of a kingdom!’
“Still another spoke, saying: ‘My speech is a slender support that bears great burdens, for I am a minister to a king; I hear the complaints and the praises, the petitions and supplications of all his subjects; all these utterances are taken within me, and my word bears them to the king!’
“But a fifth man answered him: ‘My silence is less and yet greater than your word, for there are torrents of accusation against me, and curses, and foul names, but my only reply is silence, and my silence bears up against all the cries of my enemies; my silence is a little thing, and yet it withstands a great storm.’
“Then another contender spoke; he was hidden, because he was small, but he said: ‘I am a little man, and yet I bear up a great burden; for I know a needy one who is far taller than myself, and though he is a Greater Light he cannot find his way! I lead him, and were it not for me he might fall, and lose his path.’
“I, too, was there, and I said, ‘It is true that some among you have the power of bearing up great burdens, for I have understood all that you have said, even to the last of you, who spoke of leading a Greater Light: for the little man is greater than the greatest of you, since it is the wheel of the moon that he speaks of, for the moon is called a Greater Light and a Blind Light since her light is not her own, and though he is a little man he leads the great wheel of the moon through the heavens, and his deed is a help to all the world, for the world has need of the moon. Nevertheless, in me there is a support that is smaller and bears weightier burdens than any of these; for you know that every beast in the world has his favourite tree whose shadow is pleasant to him, and there he makes his place; and every bird has his favourite bough, and there he sits; but once it was asked, is there not a tree in the world in whose shade all beasts might linger, and upon whose boughs all birds might rest? It was answered, there is such a tree! and it is indeed a
pleasant tree, for all the beasts of the earth are assembled in its shade, they lie happily together, yet there is no preying of one upon the other; and all the birds sing in the boughs of the tree. Then my people cried, ‘How can we find that tree?’ And one wanted to go to the east, and another to the south, so that they became all confused. But a wise man said, ‘Why do you quarrel over the way? First, know whether you can come to the tree at all, for the tree has three roots: the first is Belief, the second is Fear of God, and the third is Poverty; and the trunk of the tree is Truth. Only those who possess these things can approach the tree.’
“The people asked among themselves, but not many of them possessed the three qualities that are Belief, and Fear, and Poverty; those few might go, but they would not go and leave the others behind. ‘We are one people,’ they said, ‘and all of us must go, or none.’ So they waited, and laboured amongst themselves, that all the people might possess the three needed qualities. And when all had Belief, and Fear, and Poverty, they found that they were agreed on the one way to go to the tree; they went for a long time, and then they saw the tree, and they saw that it did not stand on any place at all! And since it did not stand anywhere, how might they come to it? But I,” the hunchback said, “was there among them, and I said, ‘I can take you to that place. For the tree is not of this earth, but of a place higher than this earth. See, upon my back I have a little place where great burdens may be borne: it is a tiny thing that is on the very edge of this world, where a higher world begins, and so, upon my little hump, one may go from this
world to the world that is higher than here.’ Then I carried them all upon my hump, from the earth to the tree that stood above the earth, and so you see that I carried a great burden upon a small support. For when I brought them to the tree they said, ‘You are indeed the master of us all, for upon the smallest place you have borne the greatest burden.’ And thus I have their word for my deeds, for upon my back I carry all the ills and the woes and the sins of the people of the world. And now I bestow my gift upon you, that you may be as I am.”
Then they were merry, but on the sixth day they remembered the beggar whose hands were withered, and they longed for him. Then he came and said, “Here I am!” and he embraced the children, and gave them his gift. “In the forest I blessed you, that you might be as I am, and today I bestow that upon you as a wedding gift: be as I am. You believe that I cannot use my hands,” he said, “but indeed my hands are strong, only there is nothing in the world worth their use, and I save their strength for other deeds. See, I have proof of their strength from the Palace of Water.
“There was a princess who was ill, and many people came together, each boasting that he had the power to heal her in his hands. One said, ‘I have such a power in my hands that when I shoot an arrow I can seize it and bring it back!’ Then I said to him, ‘What sort of arrows can you bring back? For there are ten kinds of arrows, since there are ten sorts of poison that may be put upon arrows, and one is stronger than the other!’ And again I asked him, ‘Can you draw back the arrow only while it is still in
its flight, or can you draw it back even after it has stricken its victim?’
“He answered, ‘I can draw it back even after it has stricken its victim; but it is only the first kind of arrow that I can draw back.’
“‘If you can only draw back the first kind of arrow,’ I said to him, ‘you cannot heal the princess!’
“Another man was there who said he had such a power in his hands that whenever he took something from someone, instead of taking, he gave. Then I knew he was a master of Good, and I said, ‘What sort of Good do you give?’
“‘The tenth sort,’ he told me. So I said, ‘You cannot heal the princess, for you could never come to her chamber; she is surrounded by ten walls, and you can only pass through the first of them.’
“A man was there who said he had such a power in his hands that he gave wisdom to whomever he touched, and it was he who had given wisdom to all the sages of the world; but I said to him, ‘There are ten degrees of wisdom, and which sort of wisdom can you give?’ He could give only one of the ten, then I said, ‘You cannot heal the princess, for you could never find out her pain; there are ten degrees of pain, and you know only one, for you can give only one sort of wisdom with your hands.’
“Another was there, who said, ‘I have so great a power in my hands that I can catch a stormy wind as it flies, and hold it, and let it out as a gentle wind or strong, however I desire.’ But I said to him, ‘There are ten winds, and which wind can you catch?’
“‘The whirlwind!’ he answered. Then I told him, You cannot heal the princess, for you know the
melody of only a single wind, and there are ten winds, and each wind has a melody, and the princess may be healed only through song.’
“Then they cried to me, ‘What sort of power have you in your hands?’ And I told them, ‘All the nine parts of each of the things you cannot do, I can do.’
“And this is the story: There was a king who fell in love with a princess, and he called sorcerers and made magic spells over her until he caught her in his love and brought her to his palace. But once at night he dreamed that the princess arose from her bed and murdered him. The king was terribly frightened; he called all his sages to him and asked them the meaning of his dream. They told him, ‘The dream is true. As you dreamed, so it will happen.’ At this, he did not know what to do. He could not kill the princess, for he loved her; and he could not send her away, for he had suffered so much for her, and if he sent her away someone else would have her, and if she went to someone else she might return to do what she had done in his dream; yet he was afraid to keep her by him. The king did not know what to do, so he did nothing; and as the days passed his love for the princess waned, for he thought of her always as the murderess in his dream; and as his love waned the spell fell from the princess, and her love waned, until it became hatred, and she hated the king. Then she ran from the palace; but he sent out searchers to find her. The searchers returned and said, ‘We have seen her wandering near the Palace of Water!’
“For the king had a palace that was the most wonderful of all places on earth: it was built entirely of water! The walls of the palace were of clear water,
they stood and glimmered in the sun; the earth upon which the palace stood was deep water, and the gardens about the palace were of water, and they were filled with all manner of fruits and flowers, luscious and gold and green, all liquid as the sea. The palace and its garden were surrounded by ten watery walls; no man might come into that place, for surely he would be drowned.
“When the guards told the king that they had seen the princess wandering near the walls of water, he cried, ‘We will catch her there!’ and the king went out with his men to pursue the princess. But as she saw them coming, she was seized with terror, she thought she would rather die than be taken by them again; she looked at the walls and thought, ‘perhaps I can even pass through the walls and reach the palace!’ Then she ran into the water.
“As the king saw her run into the water, he cried, ‘My dream was true! She is a sorceress!’ And he shouted to his men, ‘Kill her!’ They shot their arrows after her, and each of the ten arrows struck the princess, and upon each arrow was another of the ten poisons. But she found the gates beneath the watery walls, and she passed through the ten walls, and fell within the palace, and there she lies in a swoon.
“Only I can heal her, for only he who has the ten virtues in his hands can pass through the ten walls of water. And when the king and his men sought to run after her, they all were drowned in the sea.
“But under the walls of water are the ten winds, and each wind blows beneath the sea and raises the waters up into a wall, and while the wind remains under the ocean the water remains on high; but I
can seize the ten winds, and I can pass through the ten walls of water, and I can go into the palace and draw the ten poisoned arrows from the princess; and I can heal her ten wounds with my ten fingers, for through ten melodies she may be healed entirely.
“And then they understood that I might truly heal the princess, they agreed that the greatest power was in my hands, and now I bestow that power upon you, my children!”
There was joy greater than ever before, all that day until the next day, and then they longed for the coming of the legless beggar. But now the story is heavy to tell, for every word in it is burdened with meaning; and whoever is filled with the knowledge of the book of mysteries may understand, for the meaning of the arrows that could be drawn back is written in its passages, and the meaning of the virtue that could stand against the walls of water is in the lines: ‘And their righteousness is as the waves of the sea!’ and the ten sorts of wounds, and the ten healing melodies are also written in the Zohar.
But of the last beggar, who did not have the use of
his feet, what may be told? For in his story is the end
of the beginning, and of the tale of the young prince
who asked, “Who am I, and why am I in the world?”
and who sighed when he was told to be joyous.
For with the coming of the seventh beggar, there
will come the answer, but that may not
be revealed, and cannot be revealed,
and will not be known until Messiah
comes. May he come
soon, and in
Evil people are often busy building for themselves various fronts for disguise to further their ambitions. “They are likely to exert themselves more than most in their enduring effort to obtain and maintain an image of high respectability.” evil does not reveal itself as the bad. Evil will very rarely expose itself to public light. It must hide. And it almost always hides under the pretext of something virtuous.
In fact, rather than hiding in the shadows dressed in black, it disguises itself in uniforms of holy men or suits and charitable organizations, which allow it to deceive us into thinking it’s our savior. This enables it to cause far greater damage.
They like to function in a manner, below visible levels where they are killing you every second; it’s just longer than the murder that most people are accustomed to hearing about. Establishment of medical conditions to cause events that can come close to killing oneself. In other words, they are the veiled Evil.
The mocking & controlling behavior of the psychopathic mind is motivated by a claim for submission. The submission brings them feelings of excitement consisting of a type of victory. They enjoy what they consider to be a game of destroying people. It’s amusing to them. And because they control the system in the social order or religious or spiritual, they know they risk little in being exposed or stopped.
For those who don’t willingly comply, they’d rather use non-physical influence, threats, blackmail, verbal missiles, false emails to friends and contacts, humiliating one to the lowest whether or not someone can be set for a heart attack or stroke, while trying to maintain a logical deniability.
They try to edge, on countless occasions that one is aware .They wants to see how far one can get exposing & stopping their system, by attacking only in ways to see how much suffering the victim can endure. This seems to be a deviation of the “game” scenario. I’ve often wondered if at some point they’ll cut their losses because the risks are beginning to balance the advantages.
A CITY BASED PSYCHOLOGIST PROCLAIMED, AND ADDED, “THOSE WHO ARE EVIL ARE MASTERS OF DISGUISE.”
Very true as I can write this article after my personal experience with a Psychopath and how I could not recognize the game. I found it very hard convincing another as it was much smarter than what I was. Much more calm and I was powerless shattering, yelling to prove my point and the feeling of helplessness gripped with fear.
I originally attributed these incidences to random bad luck. When they occurred, I had not noticed that they may have been part of a larger pattern. But after analyzing them within the context of this new understanding, they take on a different meaning. They include possible framings & staged events. Looking back, this event makes sense. But at the time it didn’t. Looking back, I think that probably the major attacks, is a common trait by these psychopath.
I’ve noticed these types of attacks are used consistently. Scenarios where friends are used on targets in an attempt to degrade by ending the relationship under humiliating circumstances, character assassination, framed mental illness, emotional torture, verbal abuse etc
Fear of someone’s blatant lie with manipulated evidences. The wish to inflict pain for the satisfaction to see the other suffer, are almost never apparent to the viewer. The reason for this is that another core trait of the psychopath is disguise.
A well sketch preparation to wrongly subjugate and each time I escaped his trap he had a superior chart masterminded. Even during the most inhuman act they show “no difficulty at all in looking anyone calmly in the eyes.” they will “lie about any matter, under any circumstances.” it is difficult to express how completely straightforward they appear when telling a blatant lie. They are well aware that their mental makeup is drastically different from the majority. They have a sixth sense for detecting and exploiting any weakness you may have. They also learn how to detect others like themselves out of a crowd of normal people.
“Lying, deceiving, and manipulation are natural talents for psychopaths,” “When caught in a lie or challenged with the truth, they are seldom perplexed or embarrassed–they simply change their stories or attempt to rework the facts so that they appear to be consistent with the lie.”
An expert refers to a class of individuals who have been around forever and who are found in every race, culture, society and walk of life,” “It is not a pretty picture,” he warns, “and some express doubt that such people exist.” “Morally wicked individuals who represent the ‘monsters’ in our society. They are unstoppable and untreatable predators whose violence is planned, purposeful and emotionless.”
In addition to carrying out goal-oriented acts, the psychopath will also deceive and create chaos for no reason other than the enjoyment of doing so. “He will,” “in fact, commit such deeds in the absence of any apparent goal at all.” This critical factor is often the one which baffles most rational people. When seeking a justification for the behavior of a psychopath, they will attempt to apply reason. But, when dealing with a psychopath, we must understand that psychopathy is the reason.
When people hear the word psychopath, most think of the famous serial killers locked away in prison. However, most don’t end up in prison or mental hospitals. “The true difference between them and the psychopaths who continually go to jails or to psychiatric hospitals are that they keep up a far better and more consistent outward appearance of being normal.”
“Many psychopaths never go to prison or any other facility.”They appear to function reasonably well–as lawyers, doctors, psychiatrists, academics, mercenaries, police officers, cult leaders, military personnel, business people, writers, artists, entertainers, and so forth–without breaking the law.” “Their intelligence, family background, social skills, and circumstances permit them to construct a facade of normalcy.”
Most of these people are not just right in your places of worship, schools, charitable organizations, and workplaces, but by their very nature, they are likely running them. It is a core trait of the psychopath to place themselves in positions of influence, not for public service, but for power.
“The experience of pleasure is not reciprocal for the psychopath, “it is available only through sadistic channels of power and control.” Achieving power for the sake of having power is the nature of the psychopath. “They love to have power and control over others,”
So unfortunately, these individuals usually mask themselves as good-natured people. They’ll create nonprofit organizations as part of their mask.
“More often than not,”, “the typical psychopath will seem particularly agreeable and make a distinctly positive impression when he is first encountered.
“Psychopaths are often sharp and eloquent,” “They can be witty and engaging conversationalists, ready with quick and clever comeback, and can tell unlikely but convincing stories that cast themselves in a good light. They can be very effective in presenting themselves well and are often very likable and charming.”
It took me a long time to accept the fact that I was a prey to a psychopath until I encountered the other women before and after me with the similar experience. This was the way of the one above all as I was naïve and chose not to believe the many proof specified until a more dreadful situation of a similar pattern was revealed.
Psychopaths, also called sociopaths, are categorized as those who exhibit superficial charm and intelligence, and are absent of delusions or nervousness.
These character types comprise about 4% of the population and span every level of society. Psychopaths can be found in every race, culture, profession and class. Because the term psychopath has been used to describe APD types and sociopaths, as they always mask them when seeking positions of power. If a rational person tries to apply their logic while trying to understand the reason for an objective or act of a psychopath, they will fail.
Likewise, when a rational person hears of the possibility that a massive lie has been told by a trusted leader, and they attempt to use their logic to determine whether or not such a lie is possible, they will usually not believe the truth (that they have fallen for a huge lie).
The reason for this is that although most of us can identify with small lies, we find it difficult to conclude that such a massive lie is possible. When I use the term massive lie, I don’t just mean a complete falsehood regarding a major event, but also the scope of its influence and the amount of people that have fallen for it.
According to Dr. Henry, “Psychopaths show a stunning lack of concern for the devastating effects their actions have on others. Often they are completely forthright about the matter, calmly stating that they have no sense of guilt, [and] are not sorry for the pain and destruction they have caused is associated with a remarkable ability to rationalize their behavior.”
Psychopathy is usually untreatable. Most therapists won’t work with them because they often end up damaged in the process. Therapists feel overwhelmed by the complex mass of lies and twisted motives … into which we will be drawn if they attempt to work with such people…”
One of the Psychiatrists says “established healing approach actually makes them, worse, then far cleverer at manipulating others and concealing their behavior. They are generally considered to be not only untreatable but also permanent.” Basically psychopaths are the way they are for life.
In most legal jurisdiction they are considered sane. So technically, they’re not mentally ill, just different.
The world of pathological egotism and terror is so difficult to understand for people outside the scope of this experience that they often manifest innocent immaturity, even if they are psychopathology or psychologists by profession.”
But, if you can, try to imagine someone who seeks to torture another person physically or emotionally for the enjoyment of watching they suffer. Imagine someone doing these things, and not losing a moment of sleep at night (zero remorse).
And add to all this, the ability to conceal themselves from an extremely naive public. Psychopaths are essentially aliens that look human. Probably one of the best skills to learn is how to detect and avoid a psychopath.
Goal-oriented deceitfulness, superficial charm, an outward friendly appearance, and having no remorse, are other traits which will allow them to achieve their goals.
Compared to regular law-breaking criminals, these people appear to be OK, on the surface.
But as we’ve learned, lies, deception, and disguise are standard traits of those who are evil. And their slaves are gossip mongers and people filled with jealousy and judgments
“[They] come from the very highest social strata,” “They are highly educated and extremely cultured. Many of them have lifelong reputations for philanthropy. Nobody enjoys being put in the position of accusing prominent people of conspiring to enslave their fellow beings, but the facts are inescapable.”
The PATTERN: lying, deceiving and ATROCITIES, harassment, mind games seems to be the norm.
Regarding this another expert said, “We then usually reach the conclusion that the deed would not have taken place … since the indispensable component it its origin is genesis of evil.”
He explained, “Within this interlocking structure, one kind of evil feeds and opens doors for others regardless of any individual or doctrinal motivations.” Finally, he suggests, “Since pathological factors are present within the syntheses of most instances of evil, they are also present in its variety.”
“Because their willfulness is so extraordinary–and always accompanied by self motive and agenda
“Under stressing social situations such as in wars, general poverty and breakdown of the economy, sweeping epidemics or political fighting, etc., sociopaths may acquire the status of regional or national leaders and saviors… When they are in positions of power, they can inflict far more damage than as individuals.”
A Professor commented, “Yet, in public, they impress us as men who are likeable, intelligent, refined, fair-minded, tolerant, thoughtful, kind, and gentle men who sincerely care about such matters as the environment, the plight of the hungry and starving overseas, the jobless, and the poverty-stricken.
The reason for endless wars and never-ending turmoil becomes clear once you understand the nature of the psychopath, it makes perfect sense.
When psychopaths rule a society, it will exhibit their traits. Generally it will be heavily corrupted. But because deception is a primary trait of the psychopath, it will appear humane.
When the controlling faction of a society is evil the sickness permeates into the lower levels. Immoral attitudes are projected, while moral ones are ridiculed, and enemies are created. The destructive process ends with a holocaust, genocide or harassment of some manner.
“International in SCOPE AND incredibly evil in intent”.
These … activities seriously concern as in the future we will suffer many times greater than we do today under the control of these EVIL MONSTERS.”
When a nation or other organization begins this process of evil, psychopaths and other deviants are attracted to it like a magnet. Like-minded individuals are installed in key positions of influence.
It’s very difficult to describe with words an event that must be experienced in order to understand. The event I’m referring to is the observation of the psychopath or psychopathic system in its true form, after the mask has been removed. It can be described as something deeply horrific. This is a gut-wrenching experience for a normal person, and can cause severe trauma, especially if they can’t escape it.
I can agree to the statement when the experts say “If someone has personally experienced such a nightmarish reality,” he considers people who have not progressed in understanding it within the same time frame to be simply presumptuous, sometimes even malicious.” “This experience,” he continues, is unceremoniously rejected by … people and becomes a psychological burden for him, forcing him to live within a narrow circle of persons whose experiences have been similar.”
“Psychopaths view people as little more than objects to be used for their own gratification,”. “The weak and the vulnerable–whom they mock, rather than pity–are favorite targets.” This helps to explain the reports of people being targeted by the Evil for no particular reason, other than being decent.
“The outer layer closest to the original content is used for the group’s propaganda purposes,” “Average people succumb to the first layer’s suggestive insinuations for a long time before they learn to understand the second one as well.” “Anyone with certain psychological deviations,” He explains “especially if he is wearing the mask of normality … immediately perceives the second layer to be attractive and significant; after all, it was built by people like him.”
According to researchers, these types of individuals are the first to be targeted in regimes controlled by psychopaths. They explain that the psychopath’s “perception of others’ pleasures arouses only envy and greed in themselves.” And that they receive, “gratification of sadistic impulses through intentional infliction of emotional or physical pain upon others.”
“Psychopathic individuals who never enter psychotherapy are paradigms of this hatred of goodness,” although envy is not consciously felt, it is the driving force for the motivation of their destructive behavior.
This behavior as “manipulative cycling” which includes a “mocking, [and] controlling attitude” while attacking their targets.
“The manipulative cycle as explained by experts, “both enhances his conceit and protects his susceptibility.” This cycle is ongoing because the threat to the inflated self is ever present. This cycle is a purification process for the psychopath. “The desire to control and degrade the actual object . . . may be fueled by the sadistic pleasure inherent in the behavior,”
The techniques consist of the following:
Forced psychiatric treatment
Control the victim
Themes & symbolism
The most attention-grabbing technique that I have come transversely from the sufferers is a weird mind control. The victim gets visions of the abuser as someone high with values and morals. Also the mental picture in mindful levels where naked demons sexually distressing the victim. This is been exposed by numerous men and women. The abuser hold the far-flung power to the brain of the prey and all feelings are understood by the abuser. I am yet to find out this new theory of persecution which is revealed in recent times. Most of them have given on paper proof of their circumstance in case of damage to them and appropriate trial to be in use.
A small portion of the population have a psychological makeup which is much different than most. They are completely aware of their difference. They also know that most people are not aware of this profound separation.
The difference includes an emotional deficiency accompanied by a lack of remorse, which allows them to operate outside of standard moral boundaries. They are able to conceal this difference to some degree and usually appear to be generous and friendly.
During this process they frequently enjoy mocking their targets, which they see as weak, or are envious of. They will inflict pain upon others the target for no reason other than the enjoyment of doing so. They span all levels of society.
Many historical atrocities were caused by psychopaths. An organization or nation under a psychopathic influence will become saturated with its sickness. It will exhibit these destructive traits, from the upper levels, down to the smallest village. The Hidden Evil is a psychopathic program which exists in a society controlled by psychopaths.
Society favors the opinions of “experts” who are “authorized” to produce a sanitized version however there is no replacement for direct experience. I also think it’s important that their tactics are recorded to some extent so that future generations will know that it not only happened, but how it happened.
I’ve done my best to write this from a dissociated state, so as to minimize personal bias. I’ve also tried to be mindful of the tendency of most of us to exaggerate. When society turns tyrannical, it’s up to the people to counter the lies. The testimony of the persons that have endured the terror be the lifeline of truth.
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