Conversation with a "Stranger"

After seeing a TV show the other night about extraterrestrials I must have been very impressed because after falling sleep in my recliner, a very vivid dream overtook me. I saw myself in the middle of a very arid desert. Gasping for fresh air, and dying of thirst, I was desperately looking for some shade; when I saw this very small oasis of a few palm trees, but with a nice spring of fresh and crystal waters, coming out of it. I was running towards the palm trees and throwing myself on the sands to drink from its waters. I had not finish to swallow my first sip, when mirrored, or reflected on the water, the figure of a young man dressed in a kaftan with its hood over his head, appeared. He stood motionless with a gentle smile on his face. I stood up then… very close to were he has been.

We looked at each other for a moment… I was sort of paralyzed in that dream, you know: “ Don’t be afraid he said”; and then raised his right hand and pointed to the most beautiful “thing”, I have ever seen. It was like a big brooch of different precious stones and multiple colors. Rainbows like rays, sweet aroma and a nice sound, came out of it. He then pointed again, this time in the direction of the stream. I gathered that he was also thirsty, so putting both of my hands together I scooped some water, and handed it to him. I don’t recall how, or if he ever drank.

Soon, I was talking to him about a lot of things; trivial much of them; for which he then said:

--“But… that is not what you want to know…is it? –No..no – I answered. Well…ask it then –he said.

I started to babble my questions but before I had finished, he was already answering it. “You know—he said—your kind need to much proof of everything. Why is it so difficult for you to accept that we also feel thirst? Aren’t we all created by Him?

--But I thought that you people didn’t need these kinds of things.

--It might be the case some times, but not always. You see, some of us drink others don’t. Those who don’t… envy the way you can quench your thirst. They argue that it must have been a lot better to suffer thirst and then quench it later. Do you understand?

--Frankly sir…I said—I really don’t.

--You take too much for granted. Do you know who Iam?

--I have an inkling –I replied—but… I always thought that you people had white wings.

--Wings?…wings...white, nor red, green, purple or any other color; that’s only found in cheap comics.

--Ouhg!… I am sorry I didn’t mean to upset you.

--No.. no, that’s all right…I get this kind of nonsense all the time; it doesn’t bother me anymore.

--Why don’t we sit under the Palms—I said.

--Are you tired? I have always wondered, what is to feel such—he said---See, I can’t, get tired and it is really getting to me… I would have loved to feel tired. I can drink water but never can I feel tired. Would you like to give me a little bit of it. You will feel be better if you do.

--Yu have me all confused Sir—I said.

--To begin with…please stop calling me Sir. Iam like you… we are all equally under Him. And secondly, be patient I just got here. It’s very boring these trips that Iam asked to take every two or three thousand years.

--What?—I reacted—what is that of “trips every so many thousand of years”?

--Again.. I tell you, this thing about time is a waste of it. What’s the difference of now, and just a few thousands of years, when He is now, and always have been…. I bet you are all lost… Isn’t it?

--Been lost is an understatement ---Iam beyond that—I answered. But Iam listening?

--It is like with these others I have to oversee, they have this tendency to want for themselves, even those things, that we and them, are not to want or are of nature to us.

--But sir…where are you from…and what kind of contraption is that one sitting there?—I had to ask him.

--What would you do if I told you? Would it make any difference? –He said with a certain face of fastidiousness. I would only tell you one thing alone—he continued—That, what you see sitting there is: “time”. No more no less.

--“Time”…I don’t get it.

--“Time” indeed…you come and go in it—he said. And has been the case for the last hundred of thousands of your years.
--My years?...aren’t yours not the same as mine?

--- We don’t have years, days, hours, minutes or seconds. I live under Him; and like Him, we simply are.

--What a confuse world you must live in—I said.

--I don’t have one world…did you not know, that there are infinite ones in the abode of Him? That is where I come from; thought I must tell you, I have been unable to go back since He asked me to come here.

---And how long has that been?

--To be frank with you, it has been so long that it doesn’t make any difference any more.

--Ho!… that must be very sad—I replied

--No need to be…when, doing His bidding, is it not, something to be joyous about? When He asked me first, I prostrated in His presence and kissed His feet. That's how honored I felt, and overjoyous I was.

--That’s remarkable – I said—and may I ask you: are all of you the same?

--Not by a long shot…that’s the reason Iam here… or you think is because of you? ..Don’t make me laugh. No—he continued—I am here precisely do to these others. They want, and do not, His bidding but theirs…and you know what?: you people have been paying the price.

--Now, Sir…you really have me, very, very confused. How come…you say that we pay a price? What price are you talking about?
 
--To tell you the whole truth, His Son paid the price for you—he said apologetically. But this is something that ought not to be new to you. Your people have been told, and even some, experienced it, when it happened. Now I must gather the culprits, and keep them locked until He tells me otherwise.

--Culprits… You say?

--Yes…culprits. And believe me, this is not the only case…there have been others. They wondered and wondered, until they found your abode, you people, and even your women . He had allowed all of us to be meritorious of His acceptance to His presence… like you, they have taken it for granted; failing to understand that it is privilege to choose, when doing it for goodness, not for yourself. Departing from this, will ultimately go against His will, which is always the best, the all goodness for every body. This is the reason you kill and maim, hoard, steal from those who are in want, desire other’s women, and become unjust, and deprave yourselves like them.

--Then there must be a law where you come from—I asked.

--Of course there is a Law…but mind you, it is not only for where I come from, as you say, but for all, all of He’s abodes in the entire Universe.

--But,,, what is this Law…is it so complicated that you can’t tell me?”

--Please listen... it can’t be simpler: it can be summarized in just four words: “LOVE". This is the law of the Universe. Because of it, everything was created by Him. Because of it, you and us, exist; and it is so immense this energy, this thing that resides in Him, that when it creates, it is a wondrous thing to see, and when it inanimates, like He did with you and me…He is willing to do the ultimate sacrifice to keep it holy.

--So you say that He has done like, with us, in other places of His abodes?
 
--But of course… differently.. but yes. I must tell you nevertheless, that He never had to send His Son to any other abode to do His bidding. Here in your abode, only did He had to do this. Of course He knew that this would happen, but His Son is now for all of us. He had promised a different vision even for those that exist in other dimensions like yours, that hunger and thirsts. And I am honored to be His servant especially in the abode were His son will reside for all of us.

Something startled me then, and I woke up, to find that I had a tremendous thirst, fortunately, I had some lemon juice in the fridge. What a strange dream!…so vivid!. You know…one can feel very reassured with these dreams. Don’t you agree?