Legends of Kepler: Ancestral Kings

CHAPTER I: THE RISE OF THE HIDDEN ROOTS (2)

CHAPTER I: THE RISE OF THE HIDDEN ROOTS (2)

We asked the tribe what the name of this planet was, and they simply called me Mother, Mother Nature or Mother Earth. They seemed like only conditional references to me and not a proper noun itself. So I asked this stranger the same question. It seemed to me that this guy was somehow that kind of person who knows this kind of thing, in greater depth of course. However, he told me the same thing. He told me that the name had been assigned by a Goddess named Gaia. She was supposedly the Goddess of an ancient civilization, and she symbolized life, the vegetative, the earthly. It seemed pretty straightforward to me (considering that most planets inherently must have vegetative properties to contain life) but I actually came to the conclusion that this planet was simply called Planet Earth. And the truth was, it was a relief to quench my curiosity but I honestly didn't think that was the name. I think Planet Gea sounds better, but who am I to designate the names of my so loving and so beautiful new home. It is precisely love and beauty that spring from this, my dear Earth.

The only thing we have as human beings is hope. Everything we do, everything we get involved in, includes pain and suffering. Suffering is necessary, to learn precisely not to suffer, but to feel pain intensely and transform it into fuel for you, and for your process. Your instincts will never betray you. Hopefulness, however, is the most imminent cause of pain. In fact, it is the main source of pain. So, sowing hope in our hearts is not meant for everyone. It is intended for the very few, those few who do not know how to give up. They don't know it exists after surrender, or so they think. Because once you give up, there is nothing for you afterwards. Everything in this life has its price, and sometimes we have very expensive lives. But the higher the price, the higher the quality. The greater the suffering, the greater the reward. And the more intense the war, the sweeter your victory will be. Your mind will always believe everything you tell it, feed it with love. Feed it with faith. Feed her with hope.

But we can see the dim of stars and the parade of thousands of stars that appear in this place,; as if they knew we were watching it. She reminds me a lot of my visions as a child, when she could flood me in the infinite amplitude of the cosmos while my Mother sang to me the songs left by the stars to our first ancestors. It is a beautiful place, and I have had the good fortune to adapt to it quite quickly, many times I think this was planned. I feel like they've been waiting for me here for a long time, which sounds like crazy.

I have been living here for 14 years. I have dedicated myself to understanding the culture of these beings, and I have had the opportunity to explore the different behaviors and patterns of survival, and I dare say that they are not as different as the peoples of my star. 

They have certain essential limitations, but I have come to realize over the years that these beings are guided by their hearts and their feelings more than anything else. They have an incredible intuitive sense, which has allowed them to survive, adapt and work together as a species through different mechanisms. Even many times without rationally understanding how they learned them or how they know that these methods are effective. They give me hope to continue spreading the love teachings taught to me by the personalities of my mother and my grandmother. Since I arrived, there seems to be a future for the culture of our lands.

 It is a fertile planet for mystical advances. verything you have read in these writings, are authentic narratives and tales of Leyra, The Mother of the Forests and Queen of the World by Kepler. Authentic narrations in the handwriting of my grandmother. I have taken the time to translate all these writings, thanks to the help of an outsider whom I will describe in a few moments, and I have dedicated myself these last years to organize this story, with which I have fallen in love, and with which it means everything. for me. I have found no other purpose of being here alive, as the only survivor of my star, other than to tell the story of it, in order to disseminate its future teachings and reflections on the natural course that a kingdom of creatures can take. , of the level of importance that each of their decisions have, especially the consequences they cause, and how complicated things can become, just by not following our conscience, which is the true energetic link we have with life. 

I have dedicated my years to this extensive work so that it reaches the hands of the kings and queens of this star; Only in this way can we spread these messages, in order to produce a massive impact on your civilizations. After all, we are brothers, belonging to this same vital universe. We are one.

It is important to me that some details are known. I came to this planet as I said earlier a few years ago; I understand why Oasis envisioned emigrating here. It is a quite habitable region, in fact, I would say that it is even more habitable than my planet. Its atmosphere is pleasant, its climate is generally adequate (except for some storms but nothing compared to dangerous Kepler storms), there is a great abundance of natural resources and a great abundance of marine creatures, of which I consider unique on this planet. When I woke up, I felt bigger.

 In fact, it was bigger. It was inside the capsule, but the capsule did not feel moving, in realidae it felt like it was buried. In my right hand I only had the writings, in my left hand the Book of Leyra, which has taught me impressive things, and on my forehead a stain of blood was gushing out, making clear a wound, perhaps due to the impact of the cabin to the surface. The calendar inside the capsule was quite strange, the truth all the capsule had codes and words that I had never seen, but the numbers were very similar.

 I was able to make a similarity in which I compared the Rimerian numbers and the Oasis numbers, and I was able to conclude that it really had been about 2-3 Rimerian years, which represented It represented a translation of about 4 calendar years (based on your modern Gregorian calendar the which I learned from the same stranger). But I really don't know how long it had happened, because this capsule was traveling at an inexplicable distance. I know I was in a place very far from my star, but at the same time I felt that we belonged to something mutual.

 These two planets were very very similar, physically and energetically. I managed to push one of the doors and the pod opened its entrance. Immediately, what I remember is receiving an incredibly bright light. I suppose that being asleep for 4 years had made me accustomed only to the light of my imagination and my dreams. I grabbed the writings and the book and I dared to go out, with my legs shaking I remember clearly