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the beads of a rosary are hooked to each other. We are cyclical; we are the result of a
luminous stamp, and every time a new being is born, he embodies the nature of that
pattern. But the chain that unites us is not of a personal nature; it doesn't imply transfers
of memory or personality, or anything like that.
"To survive death, it is necessary to be a sorcerer. By satisfying the Eagle with a living
replica, sorcerers are able to keep the flame of their individual awareness burning for
eternities. But that is a feat. Do you think this greatest achievement of a warrior should be
a free gift?"
I commented that recent studies had demonstrated that some people, under very special
circumstances, are able to remember events of a past life.
He insisted that it was an erroneous interpretation of facts.
"It is true that anyone can tune in to certain living emanations that look place in other
times, and feel that he has lived not only one, but many lives. But that is only one
alignment among millions of possible alignments."
The Sorcerer's Alternative
I asked him if an ordinary person has any chance of surviving death.
He answered that there is always one possibility: The way of the warrior.
"If you want to understand this, don't look at it in black and white. See it more in terms of
movements of the assemblage point. The challenge of a warrior is to fix his attention, and
fight to maintain the awareness of his individuality even after his departure.
"When we reach a certain threshold of perception, we see that physical death is a
challenge. Just as there are two ways of living, there are two ways of dying; in both we
can act as impeccable warriors - or as unconscious idiots. That difference is everything."
"Do you mean that what happens after death depends on how we prepare for it?"
Perceiving the intention of my question, he answered:
"Yes, but not in the way you want to interpret it. The idea that being good or complying
with certain commandments will facilitate things is a fallacy which has been transmitted
to us by the social order. The only preparation that is worthwhile is to take on the rigors
of the way of the warrior, which teaches us how to save energy and be impeccable.
"Since there are two forms of living and dying, there are also two kinds of people: those
who feel immortal, and those who are already dead. The first ones harbor hopes, the last
ones do not. A warrior is somebody who knows that his time is already up, but still
continues to fight, because that is his nature. If you look into his eyes, you will find
emptiness."
"But then what is the sorcerer's alternative really about?"
"There is only one way for a man to be ahead of his own end: Through managing his
energy. That work consists of dreaming, stalking and recapitulation. These three
techniques together give one result: The completion of the energy body.
"In a general sense, the duration of our existence depends in great measure on how we
treat our energy. We leave this life filled to the brim with everyday concerns, we are
eroded by the things we see and touch, and for that reason we die. But if we call back to
ourselves all that vital force through recapitulation, death can no longer be the same,
because we will have our totality.
"From the seers' point of view, a warrior who has recapitulated his life does not die. His
attention is so compact that it is one continuous and coherent line; it is not dispersed. His
recapitulation never ends, it continues for eternity, because it is the work of retracing his
steps, of existing on his own and being complete.
"Just like we need a certain quantity of experience to function as individuals, a sorcerer
requires sufficient practice in the second attention to be a true sorcerer; otherwise, he
won't be prepared when the time comes, and he will depart into infinity as an incomplete
sorcerer. Nevertheless, a warrior who struggled all his life to reach the parameters of
impeccability does have a second chance . He can gather the events of his existence, and
pick up the scattered energy in order to pass into the world of the nagual."
I asked him what a sorcerer does in that world.
He answered:
"For most people, to die is to speechlessly enter something very unfamiliar, much like
what we experience in ordinary dreams. There, nothing has a linear sequence, and the
concepts of time, space, and gravity do not apply. Imagine what a warrior with the
control of his dreaming double can do on a journey of that nature! No doubt you can see
that this is a great feat of awareness.
"A sorcerer is somebody who spends his life tuning himself through arduous discipline.
When his time arrives, he faces death like a new stage in his travel along the path. Unlike
to an ordinary man, he doesn't try to soothe his fear with false hopes.
"The warrior departs for his definitive journey filled with joy, and his death greets him
and allows him to keep his individuality like a trophy. His sense of being is so finely
tuned that he becomes pure energy, and disappears with the fire from within. In that way,
he is able to extend his individuality for thousands of millions of years."
"Thousands of millions?"
"That's it. We are children of the Earth, it is our ultimate source. The option of sorcerers
is to unite with the awareness of the Earth, for as long as the Earth will live."
The Final Choice
That afternoon, he was limping when he came to the meeting. We asked him what had
happened, and he told us that while he was at the hotel, for one fraction of second a toe
on his left foot lit up and was scorched with an internal fire.
"I had to move quickly, because my assemblage point had begun the process of
alignment!"
Moved by his strange experience, he talked for a long time about the final exercise of
sorcerers, by means of which they catch fire from inside and enter pure awareness in their
totality, shoes and all.
One of the people in the room asked him why, if the passing into awareness is the final
objective of sorcerers, he had fought to retain his individual self today, instead of taking
advantage of the opportunity.
With a roguish smile, Carlos told us that the question made him remember one of his
ancestors, a Portuguese, who devoted himself to the business of transporting people to
Brazil, with the story of the promised land. The man made a small fortune that way, and
he did a great job creating propaganda about the advantages of Brazil, but he had never
been there.
"And here I am, transporting you!"
After we had laughed at his anecdote, Carlos changed the expression on his face. In a
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