After our plight we lived for many years in fear. We anticipated discovery, but it never came. We set ourselves a new way of life - simple like the elders had demanded. We kept to the ways we had been taught. We practised all the affirmations; all the visualisations. We connected to the structure and we helped it to grow. We nurtured it with our new experiences and learnt from within its structure that the other survivors did the same. Through the thought form we communicated with our lost brothers. We learned together and the structure became stronger. But to call it a new religion was wrong. For it was not. It was merely a living testament to the truth. A living essence of untainted thoughts. A legacy for all that would come in the eons to come. But in time I watched its purity come lost. The temptation of the admiration took hold. From out of the legacy a new religion was born. As bad, as evil as what we had fled. But worse. For it brought eventual destruction and tyranny. Souls killing in its name. But that came after. Much later. The migrations began not long after our exile. Our culture and beliefs soon became established and our group flourished, living alongside the other race. News began to spread of our healing sanctuary, and souls travelled from far and wide to learn our ways. Our ways were simple. Our ways were in tune with the source. Our natural choice of leader was Mikel. However, he did not take to the task particularly easily. It was not his style; that role was assigned once more to our spiritual leader, Osiris, who had survived the destruction of our homelands and had ventured to our new homeland by his own means. Methods I can only deduce ... but which involved a form of thought form transportation I cannot comprehend. He remained our leader, of which we were all grateful. Mikel was thus adopted as our chief elder and continued practising his mystical arts. I continued with my healing work, as it had been at the temple isle. I re-established my affirmations and visualisations. The initiates grew in number and I was called upon to become an elder in my own right. I accepted the charge. We were devoted to healing. We formed a brotherhood vowed to heal and aid and teach. A brotherhood which was prophesied would remain in intact over the coming eons. Most of us, not all, promised the source to remain. To not return to the source after our physical deaths. To remain close to the most physical of vibrations to help mankind in its realisation. To lead mankind to the legacy. To help mankind discover the truth. We vowed to eradicate the purge of the night brought on by Belial. But that came much later. (Extract taken from The Chronicles Of Ezra)
