ሕብረ፥ቅላጼ / SIDE SIDE the Source-The Harmony Model | Page 133

Prologue
When I cast a glance in every direction of heaven during a clear night of a nice spring ...;
over my head, beyond the horizon, beyond the moon across the bright Venus and into the
stars beyond the dark sky, I can’t suppress my astonishment, my respect and veneration for
the majestic substance underlying all these. The process of simple and free contemplation
observing this wonder ends up with some sort of bliss and gratification that I belong to all
this substance as a conscious part of the whole. This was the feeling, with which I was
always overwhelmed, one spring after another, while I was spending my holidays in the
island of Crete- Greece, which replaced for a decade the roots of my ancestors; Ethiopia,
where I was denied the pleasure to inhale its ether or set a foot on. Crete was my strange
area, my new space, where I was wandering around up and down hill to shed some tears for
my unconscious past; where I was troubled with sorting out my bewildered present; where,
after the ideology and the purpose of life I used to have, had shattered, I was left alone by
kin and friend, deep in the darkness of my unknown future, with nothing spiritual,
confronted by fate to search for my truth, wondering why and for what ultimate purpose my
life has taken the insane path it chose.
Every time I was attracted during my holidays to Crete –Greece, I was sharing my passion
with the dark sky above me, across the hill over the village of Paradiso with its twinkling
stars and their twins in the Mediterranean See, to understand, what is behind all this. A
mysterious area, as I always felt during my sojourn, where the philosophy of humanity has
its cradles and the souls of the mighty philosophers are perhaps still observing us with their
accustomed tolerance, while we are still staggering and stuttering in search of our destiny.
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