My guru rewards no one. We do not exist. Time is an illusion. The guru shuns language, using action only, demonstrating, serving as an example rather than as a cult leader. I use the word guru for your sake. The guru does not. The guru is one of us, older and wiser, but no better or worse in performing the duties of our way.
One action we have seen is how to slip into an unfamiliar land and determine the level of animosity between brainwashed groups. To get the adversaries to show themselves, announce you're going to smoke out the other side and then watch for both major and minor groups to establish battle lines. Their defensive posture reveals their offensive weaknesses. Play up their paranoia to build their trust in you. Then give away their secrets to an opposing major and minor group and let all groups know what you did.
Our ways are old, our goals eternal, given to us by the One before the first thought was made. Our guru has proven us this by removing language from our being. No speech, no books, no symbols of any kind. Meditate on everything and nothing. Do not study.
Thus, in this day and age, it helps to have associates with skills of high-level languages, such as IT security. Who is an associate? In the old days, we used threats and violence to move forward our goals. These days, our guru has us trained in raising the risk of unemployment, low-merit pay increases or slow job promotions as incentive enough to motivate the average associate. Do not attract attention. Use their rules to rule them, our guru says without saying.
Our guru is wise. We cannot use our knowledge to our advantage. We must serve those who serve us. Live on the bottom rung. Wipe their feet and clean their shoes. Own keys to all the doors but do not open all of them. Hide hidden knowledge on side of mountain, plain to see. Use press releases to pass secret messages to all sides of faceted people. The ones who need to know will know the need.
The cycles of civilization mean nothing to me. My training has taken me to great cities covered by dust and dirt, peopled by creatures wiser than me - insects like the ant, social without needing libraries, coordinated without needing artificial communication systems. Dust is mightier ruler than all our people, building stars and wearing down every civilization before and after us.
We have no need for reward. We make no promise to you, young apprentice. Every language seduces, which means your early training is the hardest as we introduce you to the way using words in your language, while unknown to you we slowly remove words from your lessons. Watch for the guru. The guru is here but you cannot see the guru. The guru is hidden amongst us. That is how you shall be. Invisible. Just like me. Only then shall you be like the One.
27 August 2009
The Untouchables
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