The day had past and Vikid was lying down on his Vehicle of Dreams. It had been a lazy day, reading books, watching interviews and commentary. He had been preparing for the first camping of the season. The summer had past and as the days grew cooler, it opened the desert with her undulating dunes of soft sand like a vast dry ocean that could be walked upon.
As he started to relax, the earth started rumbling, groaning and pitching. The most enormous creature came into view. It was the most hideous thing he had ever seen. Razor sharp teeth, where it’s head began and ended he could not see. It was the texture of wood and stone, half tree, half worm, with tentacles for horns and dozens of limbs.
It towered over Vikid as it blocked out the moon and with a voice so deep that it rattled his whole body, it said,
“I am the Beast of Moolah”
“I bring all Men and Women to my feet. Though many claim to denounce me, secretly they all want me and do anything for me.”
“The greatest of men have built vast armies for me. Massacre upon massacre over the ages, as they crave my riches.”
“Merchants spend their every waking and sleeping moments dreaming of me. They hatch their schemes of venture and profit. They will go to any length to gain access to my powers. ”
“Others work for a wage as slaves and do whatever their bosses wish. Their depravity showing no lower bound. They eat their own if they have to.”
“Some, claim to be Sages, but they stick out their begging bowls and seek donations if you want to share in their wisdom. All charlatans.”
“Churches and Governments raise taxes on false promises, only for my grace. Forget about services… that’s all a rouse, all they worship is Moolah’s Orifice!”
“Dignitaries sell whole populations to have a bit of my taste. For I taste of champagne and the luscious skin under silk dresses.”
“Women have sold their bodies since time began just for my loving embrace. Moolah is Ruler of the Oldest Professions.”
“But the truth is everyone is whore. Your mother, your wife, your children, your friends, your kings and even your divine teachers. Every single last one of them. The world is run for Moolah, and Moolah alone runs this realm.”
“And so are you Vikid of Truth”
“You are a Whore for the Beast of Moolah”
“Your Truth is nothing but a thin veneer of desperation, disguised as a Superhero.”
“Bend your knee and call me Master or face the wrath of THE DOOM.”
“Ahh shucks”, Vikid thought.
It was meant to be a relaxing night under the blanket of a million little lights. A glimmering vision of a time machine into the universe followed by drink and some wonderful dreams.
But now this beast had come unannounced. Not only was it menacing in size, with glass eyes but it spoke real truth and Vikid couldn’t deny that.
Had he finally met his match?
Had THE DOOM sent a Demon that would finally lay waste to the Hero of Truth?
As he lay there somewhat bemused, the words of Paul came to him,
“For the love of money is the root of all evil: which while some coveted after, they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows.”
What was he trying to say?
And then he remembered Krishna, who said,
“Held in bondage by hundreds of desires, and driven by lust and anger, they strive to accumulate wealth by unjust means, all for the gratification of their senses.”
“Therefore O Arjuna, first you must bring the senses under control and directly destroy this lust, which is the embodiment of sin and the destroyer of knowledge and realization.”
He then reconsidered the beast and said,
“Oh, Moolah, Master of the Finer Things, Emperor of Opulence and Ruler of Whores, I have considered your words, and though you do speak the truth, it is done with a twisted tongue. Some might even call it forked. Was it you that brought Eve to heel under the apple tree?”
The Beast gave a viked grin and said,
“Indeed it is I but your silly book demoted me to a snake! I took your first mother and now my seed infects the whole of humanity! You can’t escape me, it’s in your DNA, freak.”
To which Vikid responded,
“Then my assessment is true. You are the true beast, born before THE DOOM, their teacher and main motivator, right hand to Lucifer and embedded in nature.”
“The Truth was something I searched for my whole life, I am now one of its heroes. But my search really led to Love, for Truth is inadequate. What you speak of is deep. Motivations and desire, which leads to Greed are part of the fabric of the Universe. Endowed to us by the creator. It is their perversion that you talk about and it is you who wish to fool the whole of humanity with these lies.”
“I hope you have some time, because what I wish to speak of is deep.”
The monster replied, “I have been here since the dawn of time. Speak, little Hero of Zero, my food tastes better after it has squealed.”
So Vikid began,
“The first truth is that we can Lie by Speaking Nothing but Truth.”
“It took me very long to discover this, but it is the basis of all deception. It’s done by misdirection.”
“So the modern day culprit in this was Darwin”
“By justifying a cold and calculating world of genetic manipulation, he downgraded Love in favor of pure competition. The Ends by Any Means. That what his theory should have been called if Truth was to survive it.”
“But we know that you Moolah, existed before him.”
“Which brings me to my second observation”
“Mind does not come from No Mind and All Mind in One Mind”
“By extension all Moolah is, is Mindkontrol.”
Moolah grimaced and growled, “I’d like to hear this”
“I’ve read all the bods, their theories about what money is, their economic bamboozlement, confusion creating monks. Servants of Moolah.”
“The fact is that Money is Faith underwritten by an Agreement, Guaranteed by a Sovereign.”
“However today, the Sovereigns are corrupt. And soon, everyone shall see that their faith has been misplaced. They call this misplacement inflation. I call it debasement. But it goes deeper than that. The only thing that is everlasting is Love, underpinned by Truth. Systems based on deceptions and lies will always crumble.”
“Moolah, it is you who is doomed. And whoever worships you.”
“I have been offered many a trick, to join your gang. I refused. Because, always I had two voices in my head.”
“For the love of money is the root of all evil: which while some coveted after, they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows.”
I think you know who said that!
“It took me a while to understand, and I don’t think I really got it until I came across an American Sage by the name of Singer. His song opened up my heart.”
“We all look for happiness in external things but happiness is a choice that comes from within.”
“It depends on Nothing”
“It’s pure as white of snow. Unblemished and Unconditional”
“Moolah, you and THE DOOM may have fooled much of humanity but the facts are you haven’t got everybody.”
“We transact on faith. But history is a lie. You have poisoned every thing and everybody”
“There is enough on this Earth for everybody. All 8 billion of us. There is room for every religion. Yet, today, there are children slaving in mines, so that some dude in California can Save the Environment.”
“Then look at the Richest Man on Earth. Musk by name, Tusk by nature.”
“He profits from these children in mines. The rest of his wealth being made by surreptitious Government contracts. I look at his life and it looks like a living hell. Hounded by court cases, public interference, surrounded by ‘yes men’ and multiple wives I cannot even look at, let alone elope with.”
“Is this what you want to entice me with?”
“The last point I want to make, though I have a thousand more, as you are crampling upon a wonderous night in the desert. I have friends joining me we plan to make a big fire.”
“It is that, Moolah, you are my servant and not a master. In the world of men that is presently constructed, you represent a unit of transaction. Nothing more. And I need not more than to transact for my minimal needs. I have tried all forms of entertainment. They have been found wanting. Orgasms always disappear and then you need a bigger one. Bigger tits can’t provide them. It is a trick. I have no desire to show off for others. I care not for their social pecking orders. I have looked into the soul and found that is all that is needed. Love is free. You need no money for it. You need not study it. You need no priest or teacher. You can follow Christ, Krishna or any other. (Notice the similarities in their name). It is unnecessary, however, when in love it becomes Natural. By living in love, the beast is tamed. THE DOOM can be defeated.”
“The Kingdom of Heaven is within you.”
By now Vikid hadn’t noticed that the once great Moolah had become a little mouse, scurrying under a moonlit sky.
He noticed that his friends had started a fire. The children were singing their favorite songs. There was joy in the air as the songs drifted all around, touching the stars and even the heavens above them. The Moolah had vanished.
This is how humanity has always been. For thousands of years we lived with the fire, under a blanket of stars and our love for each other.
It is the Moolah who tried to change that. But he can’t and he won’t. Have you noticed that “History” is always predominantly about wars? Hot wars, economic wars, religious wars etc?
Have you noticed that life seems to be about competition. Political competition, business competition, competition for children to enter schools etc…
Is it required? What is its gain? Who is driving this bizarre behavior?
We were born to sing and pray around a fire. Nothing feels more natural.
Just open the heart and you will see it.
and that’s,