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

“Sometimes I’m under the impression that you and I cannot communicate, that we don’t speak the same language. And yet that’s normal since we come from different eras, different cultures, and different ways of thinking. I wonder how much of what I’m telling you, you truly understand. You talk about ‘the justifiable’ and ‘the necessary’, without thinking about the effect they all had on humanity, regardless of their appropriateness at the time. They had created for you a world that was surrounded by a grey sky and inhabited by dead souls. Did you ever think about how many innocent people of the minority had been constantly—and for thousands of years—paying for the laws designed by the majority, just because your leaders couldn’t enact individual laws? And are you sure that you’d be truly happy in the absence of laws and restrictions? Or is there something else to blame for your unhappiness; something deeper, something hidden that was actually the reason why laws became necessary in the first place?”

He told me more, much more: how love wasn’t a humble and insignificant thing and how we were too inferior for it, too insignificant to grasp its beauty and superiority. “Just as the work of Valmandel or Larsen will always be monumental, no matter if there come dark times when people won’t understand and appreciate poetry and music.” And he hadn’t finished…

“The worst thing about your spiritual leaders back then—and by spiritual leaders I mean your teachers, parents, lawmakers, priests and writers—is that they had no problem blocking your sources of pure spiritual joy. And do you know what that means, Andreas? Do you know that these “enthusiasms” (and he used the Greek word for it) are manifestations, aspects of the Samith

, nearly as important as art? What would you say about someone who destroyed Praxiteles’ Hermes or our own Nostalgic Green-eyed Lady by Nichefelt? There was a systematic tendency to suppress any form of joy in your time.”

I struggled not to smile with his childlike way of thinking. “I wish that was our only problem, my dear Stefan… We had so many things that troubled us, so many responsibilities, privations, unnecessary worries: dependence, poverty, addictions, and uncertainty about the future… There were millions of problems that couldn’t be solved and millions of needs that couldn’t be satisfied just by smelling the flowers and looking at the stars. You may now have all the time you want to observe, think about and analyse everything, but back then, we couldn’t even tell they were missing…”

But he wouldn’t agree with me.

“Don’t say that, he complained. And don’t say that you didn’t think about them and that you couldn’t tell if they were missing. Joy is the food of the soul. Can you realise that? The violent, everyday suppression of any spiritual or emotional inclination, even if you couldn’t see how harmful it was, was gradually and cumulatively breaking every chord of joy you had in you. So no, letting your soul die before it’s time, little by little, is not acceptable. This artificial, premature inner aging of yours was a great and unjust loss for our kind, a lot greater than you can imagine. The conditions under which you lived your daily life and the social conventions that prevailed were bluntly stealing what was given to humans by creation and whose complete meaning we just felt and realised: the smile of God.”

He once again made an allusion to the findings of the Volkic Knowledge and to the “timid glimmer” of the Samith

. Strange as it may seem, this is their view of the Lipvirch: it is the experiencing of a higher spiritual life and the access to the divine—on the path to the Samith—but via a whole different way from meditation, religion, art or world view.

“That’s why no elderly person would ever mock the ideals of the youth, nowadays; because older people have their own ideals and wouldn’t want anyone to come and insult or disrespect them. Besides, we ultimately know that there is one, common origin and source of all ideals, despite the vast—but superficial—differences amongst them.”

Later, however, he admitted that the spiritual wealth of their youth was not only due to heredity or tradition and that it was not entirely inherent either; proper guidance and education from the family, schools and the glothners stood as a very helpful assistant.

OLD AND NEW LOVES: THEIR WAY OF SEPARATION26-XI