Chronicles From The Future: The amazing story of Paul Amadeus Dienach

This modern, popular teacher said more things on the subject, which, sadly, I don’t remember. And I think that no teacher of the past, not even the most skilled and educated teacher of the 20th century, could have been able to even slightly approach the level of spirituality and mentality of a teacher of the Nojere.

Although their profession and specialties might unite them, they are divided by a lot more: different cultural circles, different historical eras and a completely different social reality. Cornelius is not just a teacher; he is “a teacher of the Nojere”. There’s a huge gap between him and us.

Another interesting conclusion that I had drawn, concerning the leaders of our time—especially the older ones—was that, from a psychoanalytic perspective, they were often under the regime of unpleasant mood that’s quite common in the elderly, and a profound, subconscious bitterness felt due to the organic law of decay. I also think they had an aversion to the youth, which often took the form of spite and that’s why it was extremely rare to find the youth in positions of power back then, even though those positions would have enabled them to exploit the qualities of enthusiasm and love for life and people. Very interesting point of view!

THE NIGHT OF THE “GRETLYS” (the Grand Light)

The events of the September that changed humanity and history3-VI

That same evening Stefan told me, “From now on, don’t go to Lain’s for history classes any more. In order to be able to deeply experience and appreciate the dawn of the Nojere you need isolation, concentration and meditation. Make sure you revise all that you’ve learnt when you’re alone.”

I talked to him about the wild scenes that they show to the children, scenes of war and of all the other incidents that had taken place before the Eldere, making them cringe in horror, and I told him that it was both unfair and unnecessary to traumatise children with such images.

“War is not coming back,” I said. “Fifteen centuries have passed since the beginning of your historic era and this is the best guarantee that it will not come back! Times have definitively changed; war is something prehistoric!” 5-VI

Today I have dedicated myself and my day to meditating devoutly and attentively upon all the great things that my eyes were worthy of seeing last night. I’ve told everybody that I want to be alone all day. Never in my life have I felt such an excitement, or rather, such awe and holy thrill. Now I’m by myself, locked in my room, remembering it all and I praise God for giving me the opportunity to witness them in this life.

There are moments when I feel the need to fall on my knees and pray. Last night, around midnight, I found myself watching on the Reigen-Swage the great days of 986 (3382 AD) and couldn’t believe my fate that gave me

, an insignificant worm of the 20th century, the unbelievable chance to see the dawn of the Nojere come alive before my eyes! I saw the holy deaths of that September in the Valley, Alexis Volky before me in the midst of the Great Moment, the torrent of the Roisvirch that followed and all the major incidents that shortly thereafter opened new pages in the history and spiritual life of those times.

I sit in my armchair, thinking about all that with tear-filled eyes, full of gratitude.

I wonder what power could ever be so powerful as to shed such an unearthly light on those white faces! What was that exquisite thing that those people saw in their last moment on this earth that was so inaccessible to our eyes? They say that all those men and women who suffered the “sacred blows from the unbearable light” those first six days in the Valley of the Roses were beings of significant inner beauty and nobility. Who could have imagined that even their outward appearance would have been beautified, as if all the magnificence of their souls had suddenly spilled over to their faces? And almost all faces there were young. I looked at them one by one. Something like ecstasy and triumph was drawn on each of them. Why do today’s people say that they succumbed? I witnessed quite the opposite: every single person there looked as if they had been transformed into the personification of victory, as if they had suddenly been called upon by God!