**Return to the source**
When they made it back to the monastery in the hills above the village, Yasho described what he had seen in the village to the head monk, Vyasadev. He described the strangely empty streets and the mournful loss upon everyone’s countenance due to the sudden death syndrome that was affecting every family who had taken the injections imposed upon them by the new regime. Yasho further explained the strange masks they now wore over their faces, and how everyone simply complied with the illogical and dangerous new rules dictated by the foreign elites. 

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“How can such intelligent people be so easily fooled?” Yasho asked the head monk Vyasadev in disbelief. “Anyone with the basic knowledge of health can tell that some of these new restrictions are counter-productive and actually opposite to what one would normally recommend.”

Vyasadev looked at Yasho and said, “It is the most educated in our society today that are the most easily fooled.” He paused to consider his next words and then continued. “Those who went through the education system have been groomed since their first days at school to blindly follow the authorities like government elites, chemical pharmacists and doctors. Only the old village people still consult our monastery physicians for Ayurvedic treatment now. So when the government or doctors tell them something, they comply without using their rational common sense. They have been living in illusion which is so deep that they cannot even see it any more.”

Yasho listened to the head monk and understood what he meant. He knew that most of the village people were bound up in their social constructs and world view. They were forced to comply and even went as far as self-policing because they were afraid of losing their position or job in the society. They were unable to think freely and in fact had forgotten what it feels like to see beyond the parapets of their castle. Like a frog in a well trying to imagine the size of the ocean. The medical doctors had become their new priests, and those doctors were dishing out their deadly doses under the guise of healing, like a false prophet or charlatan snake oil salesman. There are none so blind as those who will not see.

“But why would this new outside government regime want to inflict such harm upon the citizens?” Yasho was full of questions. “Surely a leader is meant to protect the people, not cull them? I thought that civilization had moved on from the violent days of survival.” He had not lived in and among society for almost 14 years, having lived in the monastery and then in his cave for the last three years. He had made great advancement in the opposite direction to society and had seen beyond the horizons of most mortal humans. Coming back to find the people in such a self-imposed predicament seemed truly bewildering to him.

“As domesticated and civilized as we appear to have become,” Vyasadev explained, “there is still as much violence among the civilized world as there always was. Violence and brutality has not decreased, only honesty about violence has decreased. We appear more cultured externally, but where it really counts, the human race is truly run by an insane elite who have lost their humanity and are inflicting their genocide upon the masses, just as they have always planned to do decades ago, perhaps hundreds of years ago already. Nothing has changed except for the superficial outer appearance of things.” 

Yasho understood what he was hearing from the head monk. It concurred with the ancient texts regarding the decline in consciousness of the human race with time. He remembered observing how superficial the mentality of most people appeared to be when he was a teenager, and just why he retired from the village society to train in the monastery when he turned nineteen and could leave home and make his own choices. The ways of his parents were amiss as they were badly trained and they had picked up bad habits from society around them. He found the lifestyle and philosophical integrity at the monastery more to his preference, and his skills in raising consciousness flourished under the more appropriate setting of the monastery training halls. But he knew too that he was an outsider and rare anomaly among his peers, so hope for the masses was looking slim under the current circumstances. 

Yasho weighed up all that he had heard and decided that the people were in a dire predicament and were not going to be able to escape it alone. A drowning person cannot rescue themselves. With this insight he decided to follow his plan to return to his meditation cave high in the mountains above the monastery. There he would enter the state of deep trance that he had experienced while undergoing his recent 39 month retreat and in that state make contact with the ascended masters who could shine some light onto the darkening world.  With the blessings of Vyasadev, the head monk, and with Bishnudas accompanying him, and the donkey packed with a sack of chickpea flour, Yasho set off up the trail back to his cave. 

They arrived there after several hours of ascending the heights and Yasho entered the cave with his rations, saying good bye to Bishnudas who helped him to seal the cave door securely so that tigers don’t try to enter. Once in the cave Yasho found it easy to enter the state of deep trance he had glimpsed before. There he contacted the ascended masters and out of compassion appealed to them for some mercy to be bestowed upon the human race in their dire situation right now. He simply acted as a prism or crystal which receives the light from the sun and then reflects it outward and onward in a multitude of rainbow colors. And he sits there still today, acting as a transparent via-medium, invoking the blessings of the ascended ones for the benefit of all humanity. And he is not the only one, for there are others in more hidden caves, praying for the well-being of the world, now when we need it more than ever before in history.

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