THE WAR OF THE WORLDS

THE WAR OF THE WORLDS (PART 3) THE CHASE

As I turned away from Lekha and took a bite of my shawarma, I noticed a crowd of people marching down the street like a pack of football fans, destroying everything in their path and shouting something I couldn't make out. I immediately realized that it was time for us to run and escape from the area, as we could easily get caught up in the chaos. So I ran past Lekha, nodding at him to follow me, and we quickly made our way out of the park and onto the crowded embankment.

Luckily, we didn't have to run for too long, and we eventually made it to the stadium where our team won 3-0 that day. To celebrate, Lekha and I decided to grab a couple of beers at the central bar. As we walked in, we encountered a group of people who seemed confused about who should give way to whom at the entrance. After exchanging glances and a few muffled obscenities, we finally made it to the bar.

Lech was in a good mood and remarked that they had never caused any harm. We ordered a glass of Guinness and started a somewhat boring conversation between us. Eventually, we decided to step outside for a quick smoke. Lekha had received a parcel from Holland with some Amsterdam marijuana, so we decided to indulge ourselves. Needless to say, we talked and talked, and our thoughts were all over the place.

I started thinking about the power of thoughts and how they can shape events and our lives. I told Lekha that one should not fear illness and death, as they are both inevitable. Those who fear illness are more likely to get sick. Humanity tends to focus on negative and unusual phenomena, and then we wonder why our lives are not going well.

Thoughts have power, and we need to think positively. Our energy and the paradigm we emanate can take on flesh and become a reality. As I got up and headed to the toilet, I suddenly remembered the three demons that Lekha and I had encountered at the bar. Their names were Guide, Azot, and Zola, and they were sent to Earth to observe human behavior.

Guide was once a well-deserved person and knew all the secret paths of the earthly and dark worlds. Azot, on the other hand, could command the weather and freeze anything, from a ping-pong ball to an entire street. Zola had the power to set anything on fire with just a touch, from a cigarette to an entire house made of wool.

As they left the bar, Azot froze the road, causing some people to slip and fall, while Zola set a parked car on fire, causing its tires to burst. The three demons were amused by the chaos they had caused. However, the Guide warned them not to draw too much attention to themselves and to focus on their mission of pushing people to commit ugly, unrequited actions and crimes.

Their main goal was to plant impure thoughts in people's minds that would give rise to such actions. The dark thoughts of a person needed to take on a perverted form, so that when the time came for the highest assessment, the natural soul would manifest itself in their appearance and not the opposite.