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He pushes his hand on a lever, and the fireplace swivels open revealing a hidden passageway. He leads me down a corridor to another chamber that’s filled with Greek architecture, art, and sculptures. The floor is made from black & white marble in a checkerboard pattern. The man stops in front of an illustration of the Greek mathematician and philosopher, Pythagoras.

God built the Universe on numbers – Pythagoras

“Pythagoras was the foremost mathematician of his time in ancient Greece and much of his discoveries are monumental in modern mathematics.”

You mention how you’ve heard of him in algebra in grade school, but you didn’t know much more than that. He listens patiently and nods.

“Many people do not know this, but Pythagoras created a secret society with thousands of followers. The inner levels of this society were so difficult to enter that very few could be initiated and withstand the bizarre tests he created. One of these included staying silent for an entire year. Penalties for violating the oaths could be as severe as death. Why did he do this?”

You think about it for a second, “Perhaps he realized something so valuable, that he couldn’t just let anyone have access to it. So he did what anyone would do. He made it difficult to filter people out.”

“That’s exactly right. Life is a series of tests, and we must never forget that. If we want the best it has to offer, then we must be willing to put in the effort to pass these tests.”

“I really want to know, what did Pythagoras discover?”

“Through his unique insight, intellect, and intuition he discovered the power of numbers, their relationships-“

“Wait. Pythagoras went to crazy lengths just to protect the meaning of numbers? I mean, numbers are just… I don’t know. Something you use to count things. Why would someone create a entire secret society to study numbers? You can’t even make people learn math these days, let alone ask them to suffer in silence for a whole year before they get to learn it!”

“Indeed! It makes you wonder, is our society’s aversion to math intentional? What if it is best for the elites if most of the population disliked math? Could they use their ignorance to their own advantage?”

“I never thought about it like that.”

“The truth, as we shall see, is even deeper and stranger than you may realize.” At that moment, a servant enters and asks the man a question. He whispers in the servant’s ear an instruction.

The servant’s face looks serious. He protests in a hushed tone, “But sir, they’re arriving now all the way from Berlin. They brought the ——-. They’ll be expecting-“. You can’t quite hear what exactly is going on.

The wise man brushes the servant’s concerns aside and gestures towards you, “We have an important guest. Let us finish here first.” The servant bows and takes leave.

You notice that a storm is picking up outside and the sound of rain patters on the roof outside. The room suddenly feels a little cooler, a little darker, and the space between you and the man feels condensed.

You walk over to the window to see the rain outside. It’s foggy, with a bright orange lantern visible through the pane. The clouds seem to be moving swiftly over the vast, perfectly manicured estate of grass, hedges, and fountains. In the storm, it still looks peaceful yet ominous like something is going to happen at any minute. This place is built like a castle and clearly has weathered many storms far worse than this. Just imagine how ancient this place may be.

The wise man joins you to look outside, as a snowy owl hoots three times and flies past the open field to land on the tree with a view overlooking the entire estate. You realize that there’s owl statues and art throughout the estate. There’s clearly a theme present.

“Owls are fanciful birds. They can see in the dark, which allows them to see things ordinary creatures cannot. Which is one reason the goddess of wisdom, Athena, chose the owl as her mascot in Greek mythology.”

You remember all the times you’ve seen owls in the wild, for they always make quite an impression on you. They are striking and something good always happens within a few days. You don’t know how or why, but it’s like they’re messengers of good fortune.

At that moment, your attention turns to a large Sikorsky helicopter that lands outside on the field in a swirl of wind and rain. Several figures emerge, moving swiftly for cover. A few are in dark robes with secret service looking body guards, not unlike the ones that escorted you here on your arrival earlier. They enter an entrance that presumably leads underneath the house. “What is this place for real?” you whisper to yourself.

The man touches your shoulder, “Never mind them for now. Should I proceed?”

You collect yourself, trying to clear your head, and say directly to him without even thinking “Please, tell me more about Pythagoras. He sounds intriguing.”

“Intriguing is an understatement. He was the most famous person of the ancient world in his time. The world’s first true celebrity, and also persecuted. Because he knew a secret, perhaps the secret of the ages.“

With slight hesitation, and with shivers running down your spine you simply answer, “What is this secret?”

He looks at you, breathes deeply, evaluates everything in his mind, as if he’s peering back through time and space, collapsing all the complexity of an entire life of experiences and intense study into a single breath.

“Repeat this phrase three times out loud before we begin.” He puts a large black and silver crystal that’s perfectly cut into your hand.

He exhales and then peers into you, evaluating your openness, your mind, your thoughts, your energy, your past, your potential, your intent, and sees something that says he should proceed… but with caution.

You sense it too. There’s something holding you back, something that’s always held you back that you wish would just go away. But it won’t go away because it’s something you know you have to face. You have to face whatever it is that is causing you to hesitate, doubt, fail or give up.

“You have to face your fears.” he says.

The wise man waits, almost as if he knows your thoughts and understands, because he too was once where you find yourself right now.

As he looks into your eyes, you see the swirl of blue electricity, a miniature galaxy opening up in the space directly between you, that’s pulling you in like a black-hole.

You resist.

CRACK! Lightning strikes! The window lights up from the lightning outside. But you are now peering into the portal in front of you that is showing the storm outside. Crack! Another strike, but this time your eyes lock in on the bolts in slow-motion as you notice the lighting make loops in circles connecting and moving horizontally up into the atmosphere turning dark clouds into day.

What is happening?!

You suddenly feel a presence of power, wisdom, and energy in the core of your being that starts at the bottom of your spine, but swirls up each energy center of your body. This is a new sensation, one that you’ve never felt but it feels familiar. It’s a part of you.

Will you keep resisting or will you surrender? Will you admit that you don’t know what’s going on because you never knew what was going on because maybe you’re not supposed to know everything? That it’s okay to yield to a higher power who knows what’s best for you, even when you can’t see it or understand it?

The energy swirls inside you, higher and higher up your spine. You’re breathing deeply and allowing this sensation to work itself up, past any blockages, that are now dissolving, towards the crown of your head.

You realize that the universe was here long before you and will be here long after, and that your place in it is important, but in a greater context that transcends the confines of what you currently understand and experience as reality.

Part of you wants to resist, but you know the truth. You are being guided. You’ve been chosen to be here, right now, to have this experience and open the floodgates of infinite possibilities. And it starts with one small decision and act of surrender. Because despite life making it hard on you at times, and making you want to give up, at the core of who you are, you believe in yourself, you trust yourself, and you know you are worthy.

“I surrender.” you finally say with the power and intent of your own words. In that instant–

BOOM! A shockwave rumbles through the chamber, piercing and vibrating every cell in your body. A pulse that beams through your spine out of the top of your head like a fountain that spins in a field of living magnetic energy. Despite the chaos, you’ve never felt so alive! You can see the energy field swirling in an array of rainbow colors that continually transition.

The room spins and moves in a dance, as if you’re watching the world around you through a fuzzy television with electric bright colors and a sheen of light that emits off every object.

Something catches your eye. “Are those fairies?” You see something whiz past you. They’re not fairies, because that would be absurd. But we live in an absurd society with absurd expectations, like working non-stop for unlivable wages, so why can’t there be fairies?

You hear a voice. It’s the wise man. You cannot see him or your body, but you hear his voice get louder and more distant, echoing and thundering as if it’s moving past you and around you at high speed with the force of other worldly authority.

“Everything you see here is fundamentally energy. Outside that window, the storm, the lightning, the rain, the clouds, the ocean, the trees, the sky. Energy.”

“Energy,” you nod as you marvel at all the sights.

And with that word, you are instantly teleported at light speed through the miniature galaxy, which has taken over the chamber, out of the house above the estate and above the clouds, through what can only be described as a quantum portal. You lose hearing in your left ear, and a piercing tone vibrates at a frequency you’ve never heard in your right. Then the air pressure pulls all the air out of your lungs as you ascend rapidly. You can see lightning flash and light up the clouds below you as you’re now 800 feet in the air.

You are flying, and once you stop moving, you catch your breath while hovering to take in the sights. You are still you. But you carry the wind, the power of the air, and the elements. Strangely, you are calm without fear. And your hearing has changed once again. You hear everything. In fact, everything you hear has a strange texture or color. You have to learn to selectively control it to not be overwhelmed by the onslaught of unfamiliar sounds.

The man’s voice echoes, rippling the very scene before you with every word in a wave pattern, “Everything is energy. The people, the animals, the plants, the birds. You. ALL forms of energy!”

You are energy, in this exact moment, as you breathe in and out, you feel and become more powerful.

Clarity, breathe, in and out. Three big, deep breaths.

1, 2, 3…

How does that feel?

You can see, almost for the first time. You’re blinking, because it’s more real than the normal world. Miles upon miles, hundreds of miles. Your sight is transcendent, like an eagle, with vision that extends across the vastness of the horizon.

You are surrounded by visible patterns of what you recognize as sacred geometry creating a multi-dimensional vessel that houses your body made of light, allowing you to move silently, at will.

The visible light body is a crystalline extension of your astral body, projected from your field of energy. But you already knew that because someone said something to you about this one time, trying to explain a mystical experience they had while camping in the mountains, but you just didn’t really get it… until now.

You’re seeing how this works. You knew about Pythagoras as a kid.

Focus

You can focus, more and more, with intent and you recognize details on the landscape below like never before.

All of these experiences or insights are delivered repeatedly throughout your life, like seeds being planted and sprouting at various times when you need them. Lessons and guides or synchronicity, there’s that peculiar word again, that conspire to elevate you from each stage to the next. People you meet randomly or decisions you make that take you to new places or have dramatic effects on your future. Like the butterfly effect.

You are soaring effortlessly, almost angelic like, swooping over the rolling hills to where it’s clearer.

The storm doesn’t exist over here. Your problems are nowhere to be found. You have a sense of lightness and freedom you didn’t know existed.

Can people really be free? Free of the worries of money, society, and all of the pressures of daily life?

For the first time, it feels possible. Not only possible, but in this “now” moment, it is real.

It’s peaceful, perfect, with rolling hills that meet the rocky coastline off the frothy shore.

With a view like this, you are reminded of the movie, Braveheart, when the deceased dad tells the young boy in his dream in Scottish accent:

Your Heart is Free. Have the courage to follow it.”

You realize you have free will. You have more choice and say in what your life is like than you realize, and the world has done its best to trick you into giving away your power.

Right now, you can’t imagine why you or anyone would ever do that. But it happens all the time.

It’s green and the air is so fresh over this epic coastline. You feel one with the waves that slowly move in an endless flow beneath you. All the forces that work together to create such beauty is mesmerizing.

And imagine if you weren’t here, alive on this planet, to see it or enjoy it?

What good would the universe be without someone like you in it to experience all that it has to offer?

And then you realize, everything is created for you. The secrets are all yours to uncover and discover. The adventure of life was written specifically for you.

Before you can touch down on the grass, before you can begin to fully explore these newfound powers and insights, you are SNAPPED!

Back to the mansion… like a whirlwind, you land in your mortal body in front of the wise man. His fingers have snapped right in front of your face.

“Welcome to your first experience with light body travel. Now, before you say anything. What did you learn?”

As your eyes begin to adjust, and your orientation stabilizes after being blasted across the sea, you see your hands glowing.

“It was… stunning.”

The wise man smiles. He gestures for you to open your hands.

In your hands, are glowing charms filled with liquid energy and molten gold emitting a blinding glow of light. They react, clink, repulse, move, and interact. They are alive. They remind you of the gold stars from Super Mario Bros. They are all numbers.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 22, 26, 33, 34, 40, 42, 52,

“Numbers?”

“Yes. And tell me, what are numbers?”

You think about it for a second, and then exclaim “Energy!”

“Exactly. What you call numbers, what you ‘write’ on paper or type in a computer is a merely symbol that represents the number. It’s not the number itself. That sequence in your hand is called the Fibonacci, by the way…”

The numbers recombine, split, and arrange themselves thusly…

1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34, 55…

When you look at these numbers, for some reason in your mind you keep seeing the image of a sunflower… something from science class, or something you’ve seen, somehow related to these numbers.

He continues, “The number is a form of universal energy with special properties that form the very fabric of our space time reality, and perhaps ALL of reality that exists, in every dimension, in every known and unknown universe or multiverse as it were.”

“Into the Spiderverse. I get it. There are many spiderverses, or universes. The Multiverse.”

“So you already know about the multiverse.”

“Of course, every superhero movie mentions it these days.”

“Now imagine the implications when I tell you: the multiverse is real. It’s not a mere concept that exists only in comic books.”

Your eyes light up with excitement. You feel a new sense of wonder. How could something so simple be in front of you, in front of everyone, their whole lives and yet they never discovered the infinite treasure just beneath the surface? The numbers are floating magically in your hands, then combine and break off into sequences almost like magnets, giving off a delightful sound.

Then you realize something profound, “Numbers are alive!!! They are a source of great–.”

“Power!” says the wise man, as he takes the physical gold numbers and stores them in a titanium case with elaborate seals in the form of serpents, that slither across the box once it shuts.

“How did he do that?” you wonder at the magic case.

He locks the case with a golden key from around his neck.

“Now, you will retire this evening while I attend to our guests, unwanted as they are, and we will begin our great work in saving the world, which is really just your world, in the morning, over some tea and biscuits.”

With that the wise man leaves with the case. The servant arrives to escort you.

Now you have a choice.

You can either go to the room, get some rest, and awaken to discover what new mysteries await in the morning or you can go back to your life, never knowing the answer to the question:

What if…?

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