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The Chronicles of Om

 

And after many moons had passed, all the Seekers After Truth began to assemble in the appointed place.  By twos and threes they came, many carrying their possessions on their backs ,and the air was full of greetings and welcomes, and much talk went forth, so that the local inhabitants did look and stare and murmur one to another "Life has returned to the wilderness again".

A tocsin sounded, and all the Seekers After Truth did enter within the walls of the Temple of Learning, ensconcing themselves in their new habitation, each in his separate place.  In marvellously straight rows they sat, awaiting the coming of the Lord of the Classroom, who did bear in his hands a large book, each page wondrously wrought with strange shapes and patterns.  The names of all were inscribed therein, according unto the laws of the Queen's Advisers, who meet in the plains beyond the mountains.

And the whole multitude did then foregather in the Hall of the Upper Tribes for the Ceremony of Worship, led by the High Priest of Learning, who had come from another Temple, afar off in the mountain fastnesses.  All did join in the mystic chant of gladness for the return of the multitude, and after many fair words, the High Priest instructed them to hearken well to the Wisdom of the Lords of the Classroom and obey in all things.

All that day and for many days, the Upper and Lower Tribes did labour mightily, wrestling with difficult problems, so that it came to some that the Way of Wisdom is a hard road fraught with all manner of obstacles and pitfalls for the unwary.

Some there were who did yearn to lay down their heavy burdens and be finished with this life of endless labour.

"Why should we only toil, the roof and crown of things, while all things else have rest from weariness?" they murmured (after Tennyson), but the words of the High Priest came to them ever and anon, "Strive on, you Servants of Wisdom, for great shall be your inheritance".

So, at the last, when the final mighty labour was accomplished, those, who with stout hearts had toiled on, did achieve their great success.  Their burden of care, borne so long and with much patience, was suddenly lifted and their hearts were light again.  The rafters of the Temple of Learning resounded to their happy voices ringing forth the glorious Paean of Praise and Thanksgiving for having emerged triumphant from the Valley of the Shadow of Death.

And all the Sons of God did shout for joy, "Well done, ye good and faithful Servants".
Then began they to move out of the Temple, going forth into the Great Beyond where they would continue to serve Wisdom in labouring to help other, lesser souls, to a better understanding of Wisdom's secrets.  As they passed to this greater service, the trumpets sounded for them on the other side.

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The Hunted Chevalier