“If all the assets in this world amount to 100 percent, but only 5 percent of the people
possess more than 80 percent of it, what do you think will happen to the other 95
percent who are left with only 20 percent of the assets?” Phasuhta half-explained, halfquestioned.

“Uh…” I stalled, hesitant to answer because I was considering many angles.

“I can’t think of anything yet, but what’s certain is that 20 percent of the assets is
definitely not enough for 95 percent of the people,” I replied cautiously.

“Correct… if it’s not enough, then what will happen? This simple scale already indicates
that people in society will have to struggle, compete, and fight to survive. Thus, a
society of exploitation, a society of vying for advantage and disadvantage, a society of
scrambling to get ahead arises. Especially if someone discovers they lack the ability to
compete, have no way to win, they will choose shortcuts outside the rules, such as
engaging in various illegal activities, cheating, robbing, and killing to obtain survival. And those who are weak and dare not do anything outside the rules must succumb to
that disgrace, enduring a state of scarcity, sometimes without even food to sustain
themselves, and eventually starving to death. I, as the one who gave birth to and
nurtured all life in the world, still can’t believe that people starve to death on this
Earth, even though food is just a basic necessity that exists abundantly and is sufficient
for everyone. The image of a chaotic society, full of decay, full of depravity and
baseness, thus appears.”

“Hmm…” I was following along, still without any objections.

“The story of all the chaos that is happening within me originates from the first group,
which is the group that holds financial power. They are mysterious individuals, like a
hand hidden in the shadows, pulling the strings of the world behind the scenes. They
are like the ones moving the pieces on a chessboard, with everyone having to move
according to their will.”

“While I am speaking with you now, I desire to meet the fourth group, which is the
group of people who know about this disgraceful story and rise up to do something so
that all humans can finally get off this chessboard where their destinies are
determined. And you are my only hope. You are the one who chose to come and do
this.”

“Oh… I suddenly feel a great weight. Do you think someone like me has anything to
fight against them?” I said from the heart.

“What you are, that is the hope. The people I need are the ordinary people who make
up the majority of the population because their numbers are large. It’s just that they
don’t unite their power. Their power is enough to seize control. You and your friends are currently playing on that board as well. What you need to do is create a new
playing board and gradually invite everyone to leave the old board completely.”

“Create a new playing board…?! What does that mean?” I asked.

“You don’t need to know now. Just find your friends who will join you in creating this
new playing board first. After that, you will know what that playing board is,” she
suggested.

“Who are my friends?” I asked.

“This is the main purpose for which Lord Phoche brought you here. You will learn your
story, and you will learn all sorts of things about yourself, especially the friends you are
looking for. If you are ready to know, I am ready to let you know,” Phasuhta explained
excitedly.

“Ready, ready!… I’m very ready,” I quickly replied.

“From now on, you will have to enter your memories on your own. Lord Phoche will be
your mentor, taking care of you throughout. He will not reveal himself while he is with
you, but you can ask for his advice if there is an emergency or you need help. You can
inform him at any time,” Phasuhta said.

“Enter on my own? That sounds scary,” I said with a slight feeling of worry.

“There is nothing to fear. As I told you, if you want to know the stories of others, you
will not be allowed. It can only be done through my determination. But if it is your own
story, you can freely touch and enter your own memories without any restrictions. You
can choose to go to any time, whenever, however you want.” Phasuhta added.

“Then why do I need a mentor? Is there any danger?” I asked.

“Because this stream of memories is very long. It begins to record from the first time
you were born into the world. If you count from that first second until today, some
people have been born hundreds of thousands of times. So, the memories they have are
enormous. And importantly, they are not arranged in an orderly or chronological
manner as you understand it. They are clumped together as a mass of information.
Most people who come into contact with it must have a certain level of skill; otherwise,
the images seen will be like when you are dreaming, where sometimes you dream of
meeting someone you know, but their face or age is not that person because the person
you know is actually the same person from a different lifetime, which is why their face
doesn’t look the same in the dream. Or you will see images of places switching back
and forth, from being in one place, walking around, and suddenly appearing in another
place, which is impossible in reality. These confusions arise from entering memories
without a clear goal or without someone to help guide you,” she explained.

“Uh… yes, I’ve had weird dreams like that often. But it’s not dangerous, right?” I
commented.

“It’s not dangerous, but you might not be able to make sense of it because images of the
past, present, and future will appear simultaneously, causing confusion. This might
prevent you from getting the information you need and waste your time. But for your
case, it will just be having an advisor by your side because you already know the
principle, which is mindfulness.”

“Just now, you seemed to say that dreams can also show images of the future. Can we
perceive future events as well? Does that mean the future has already happened, so we
can see it and it can’t be changed? Is that right?” I asked.

“The matter of the future is the most difficult to explain because it is something that
has not yet happened. If you say the future has already happened, then it is not the
future. But you can come into contact with it because your mind enters oneness, or
enters the timeless mind.”

“How? I don’t understand,” I said.

“Think of it this way. Suppose there is a football field, and you are a football that is
kicked from one sideline to cross to the other sideline. As you start rolling, your time
begins to move, and your memories begin to record. Now you might have rolled
halfway across the field. Your past is half the field, and there is still half the field left,
which is the future that you don’t know what will happen because it hasn’t arrived yet.
But if someone is standing watching you in the stands, they will not see what you see.
What they see is your entire trajectory, from rolling from the starting point and the
path you have rolled through. More than that, they will see the direction you are going
to roll, even seeing where and when you will finally end up at the other sideline
because time travels in a straight line. This explains the meaning that even though your
future has not yet arrived, it seems unchangeable because we know both the direction
and the speed of the rolling football, which indicates what and when your destination
will be,” Phasuhta explained comparatively.

“Your ability to see the future indicates that you have entered a state that connects
with the mind that is standing in the stands, and the mind standing in the stands can be
none other than me and the God-mind. Do you understand better?” she added.
“Hmm… I think I understand,” I replied.

“Alright, I will take you to your memory crystal now,” she offered.

“Good, I’ve been wanting to see it so badly,” I quickly replied.

“Now, please turn around and look directly at the group of your memory crystals. It
will be right behind you. In fact, when you entered this place, you entered from your
own memory crystal. You just didn’t realize it.”

When I turned around as she instructed, because the distance from where I was
floating to the wall of the hall was quite far, there were many memory crystals that were clear glass, and each one sparkled dazzlingly. They were arranged close together
in a somewhat disorganized manner. I thought that if no one identified which crystal
was which, I would have no way of knowing.

“There are so many,” I said.

“You must find it yourself,” Phasuhta instructed, which made me feel overwhelmed.

“Find it myself? No way, because everything I see looks the same,” I said.

“Don’t worry, I will guide you… If you observe carefully, you will see these crystals
divided into groups. Each group will have a repetitive arrangement forming a circle.
But because their color is the same, you might not be able to distinguish them,” she
revealed the clue to finding it.

As Phasuhta explained this, I began to notice what she suggested. Even though the
overall view still showed small and large crystals that looked similar, if I looked closely,
I could clearly see the division into groups, and each group was indeed a circle. When I
looked at each circle, the edges of each one had some parts that overlapped, and it
seemed that they overlapped in an orderly manner. That is, every circle had some part
that overlapped with the neighboring circles, one point on each side. With a total of six
sides, it meant overlapping with six nearby circles.