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Adi and Praja

Chapter 9

Issue 127: The Cause

In later periods Shano and Moimoi had often been man and wife, or close cooperators. There pathways had crossed many times. Moimoi too had lived in different environments in that part of the world.


(the cause of the ordeal)

The causes for their present joint ordeal were entirely different for Shano and her. In his previous lifetime, in the same forest, Shano, who always had wanted to be the most powerful, had, when he had been frustrated by a dishonest victory over him by an opponent in a battle about a girl, given in to the seduction of training in black magic, with the purpose to hit his enemy. Black magic was more forceful in the past but fortunately most of its keys and methods had already been lost since the old days. He was taught to control energies running through his body to direct this energy upwards, and, with the help of particular horrifying objects like skulls and bones, formulas and the invocation of spirits, also outside his body. As in almost everything Shano was, due to the various combined aspects of his character, quite successful. His intention had been to hit his enemy in his sexuality, disabling him for the rest of his life. But when he reached the point of actually using this energy for this purpose, it shot downwards, and it destroyed the entire lower part of his own body in stead of that of his enemy. Shano died almost immediately in great pain – but not before realizing his mistakes and apologizing to his enemy – as much as he felt he should. He was only twenty-two then, and should have had a long and healthy life before him. The strong energy Shano had used had however caused a physical karma that was strong enough to disable him in his soon to come next life. His otherwise strong body – the elements of which had been trained though many lifetimes showed itself in his beauty and force above his waist, and his mental and spiritual capacities. Instinctively he despised magic.

Moimoi had her last life not in the forest, but in a cooler hill area. She had been part of a women’s community of nurses there, with a religious background. She stayed there her whole life, rendering service, and lived like a kind of nun. In earlier life she had been married, but that marriage had led to frustration – he was rather brute and she had never been able to really love him. After divorce she had decided to life in the community, and had vowed to abstain from sexual action for the rest of her life. She and others around her were of the strong conviction that a sexual life was opposite to a life ‘in God.’ She and her ‘sisters’ had sworn it off ‘for ever.’ She had maintained that conviction strongly until she died. It gave her great inner strength, and kept her vow for the future. In her next life she remained true to her vows, even though she didn’t remember any of it consciously.

All these factors taken together explains the present connection between the two, and the subconscious recognition when he, again coming from the west, and she when she was seven, met at that big market.

Moimoi became a professional healer and psychologist, and Shano an expert in everything related to wood. Moimoi with her natural generosity and Shano with his inner philosophy, had become very special people. The were highly regarded by everyone. Shano wasn’t even aware of the fact – he just did his task, used his mind and followed his heart. But for Moimoi it was different. Shano had noticed her change through the years, and had warned her several times. She had become quite aware of herself. She was good and kind in her work and she was beautiful, nobody can deny that. But she had become to regard herself as ‘above average.’ Whenever people came to consult her she was wearing cloths – and of the most beautiful quality and design. She ‘could do it,’ and that is what she wanted to show. She took them off only after her work – the rest of the day was for Shano. She was also very convinced about the eminence of Shano who had accomplished so many things, who had learned to read (she also had learned it to an extend) and he had become part of her pride. But even she didn’t know about Shano’s secret book – which in him had only created more humility. She used to become irritated when somebody disagreed with Shano, whereas Shano himself was open for every viewpoint. For Shano, ever human being was a pilgrim on a path to perfection that stretched into endless future. He did not care much for temporary honors and victories anymore – and it was thanks to his concentration and dedication that he was good in everything he gave his attention to. Still, under the surface, within his psychology – not in his mind – he could not stand it when somebody was better than he. This feeling was not in accordance with his philosophy, but it just surfaced occasionally and he suppressed it. He could never wipe it out completely. It had been trained and used too long.

Moimoi looked down on people who had no manners. She was a bit rude towards people from some other villages where some ‘lower’ habits were in vogue. Dudu and her family had always been stubborn to her, and had made several critical remarks towards Moimoi, like: “You shouldn’t think you are the queen,” or “I can live without you.” Dudu’s manners were not very refined. Her voice was harsh, and beyond cleaning the house she had not many skills. Reason enough for Moimoi to despise her. Then it happened that Dudu became ill during her fifth pregnancy, and aware of the risk of her situation she came to Moimoi for medical help. Moimoi bluntly refused. This enraged Dudu beyond measure, though she hid it, but swore that she would never stop bothering Moimoi until she had not completely unlearned her haughtiness. For the rest everything went well with Dudu, and she gave birth to a healthy baby – three more followed later. She never even spoke a word to Moimoi anymore, but saw that Moimoi’s attitude only grew starker, and her successes bigger. Her anger was fed by jealousy now. However she was powerless against Moimoi, who had the protection of her good deeds since a long past. The distance between the two remained till death. Dudu had become Moimoi’s long-term opponent – and she held on like grim death itself. But in this life there was no opportunity for revenge – and Dudu died with the bitter feeling of having failed. This was decades later however.

The love affair between young Moimoi and Shano went on. There was no greater thing in life than sexual love for Shano. Especially the moments before ejaculation. It could arouse his fantasies to creative heights. His mind had reasoned that all beauty in nature is motivated from sex. All beautiful flowers were expressions of the sexuality of the plants; colored birds and impressive tails of that power in birds as well as their singing and dancing, and the marriage-flights of insects, the infinite variety of forms in nature. Sex must be a divine power, not only to guarantee the continuation of the human race, but it was itself a great creator.

It was not the copulation and orgasm itself, for Shano at least – it was different for most people – but the power or spirit which was behind sex. Could this power also be applied for other purposes – for the mind, for high creative imagination? Was it a waste to use it for physical joy only?

Moimoi and Shano became older. They were both excellent people in their own way – and they both had weaknesses in their own way. Much was still left to learn – understood Shano.

Moimoi had noticed that Shano developed a slight tendency towards depression. He could sit for hours just staring into apparently nowhere. When she asked what was the matter, he would not answer, or say: “I am fine,” or “I still love you.” The last statement was certainly true. Their love had deepened and become less physical, their adult understanding had grown. They were excellent professional cooperators also. Their was no better nurse and doctor in the world than Moimoi, and no better psychologist. And Shano had his knowledge of wood and trees and fruits and herbs, and he could find everything Moimoi needed to prepare her medicine. He had also learned a lot from the book on medicine, and Moimoi could apply that knowledge. Her love for people (of the ‘right’ type at least) always guided her intuition in the right direction.

Shano had always loved to play his drums. He made them himself and experimented with different types of wood, different forms, and different ways of hollowing out the wood. He wanted to play with the sounds of the forest –

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