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

I was, however, encouraged by the view that in the Great Reality nothing goes to waste and nothing is ever lost. Even if everything else is destroyed, our spirit will find a way to manifest itself—probably somewhere else—but what matters is that it will. Today, it is argued that the purpose of life is clearly the self-cultivation of the spirit— particularly for our species and for life on our planet—and that’s as far as humans can go. As Jaeger told me, man’s life purpose should be the steady upward course towards an increasingly spiritual culture. People will never understand the larger purposes of life, no matter what they do.

The big difference is that, nowadays, the anonymous hero, the martyr of everyday life is never forgotten and that’s because they understood the sanctity of human suffering: the acts of love for your fellow man, forgiveness, patience, sensitivity, compassion and self-sacrifice bring the person one step closer to the divine. In their eyes, inner man is a whole new world. And that’s because they believe that the real world lacks the secret of the almost symmetrical composition of the individual and the universe, the microcosm and the macrocosm, the aspect, that is, of the natural world, which is also one aspect of the Samith.

All this was not completely unfamiliar to me. I was surprised, though, by the fact that Stefan was talking in a way as if he weren’t another simple person like everyone else, but as if he were standing on the other side, on the side of the laws of creation. Anna inadvertently came to mind again, the memory of our last meeting on the hill with the windflowers.

“Stefan, it has happened to me before, in my normal life, to hear a person speaking the way you speak, as if standing higher on the human scale than the rest of us.”

He replied, almost offended, that he wasn’t speaking from a position of superiority, but it was just that the human standards were higher and more enlightened now than in my days. I fell silent…

“It’s alright. You don’t have to say anything if you do not wish to. What was the name of this “precursor” that you came across? If we go to the Valley you may see their statue along with the others.”

“No, no, she wasn’t famous... She was nothing but a noble existence that died young and unknown.”

This time we both stopped talking. Stefan was the first to break the silence. “Why are you so surprised by the way I think? After all that we have seen, how could we possibly think in the same old way that you did? Now we have a tangible reason to keep our soul more serene.”

I couldn’t help myself and said, “You mentioned before that nothing is ever lost. Did you see that too or is it just an assumption? What difference does it make for me how big reality is if I’m no longer here to see it? Tell me, Stefan, what did you see about the afterlife? Is there a better world beyond this one?”

“That’s how it used to be divided and defined, I know: the past, the present and the future. But we do not divide it like that anymore. Now we know that life is one as is the world; one entity, one essence. Reality is fluid and the environment of our life, including us, is a small subdivision of the Samith

. Reality is everything, and nothing that exists in it can ever be lost; and this certainty, as I told you, this inclusion in the Samith, is sufficient to keep us away from all the pain and past doubts.”

He talked to me about the voluntary return to organic life, to fight again, to gain new experiences, to be challenged, to love, to hurt, to give ourselves unconditionally, to learn to do good, not because we have to but because we want to, because of an internal impulse. With all this as our tools and guardians, we can accomplish our mission and shorten the road to our godlike destination. “To some extent, we create our own destiny,” he said verbatim, much like a theosophist of our time. He also talked to me about “the barrier of oblivion”, which isolates this life from the knowledge and recollection of former ones. He then asked me how it is possible to not have heard, in our time, any teachings or interpretations that even vaguely resembled the principles of Volkic knowledge. I told him that there were a few similar views and ideas on the subject, but they were relatively tentative and too weak to be heard outside of certain intellectual circles.