Teacher

2024 Author: Seth Attwood | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-16 15:55

The plot of this fictional story-parable was almost completely dreamed of on the night of September 5, 2018, but I replaced the real-life power sport from a dream with "combat magic", and also outlined the semantic ending in the Teacher's direct speech, which in a dream was hidden behind unpronounceable images … These changes did not distort the meaning of the parable. In order to somehow reveal complex context-dependent images, I had to supplement the dream with elements that were not in it, but which fit well enough into the plot, making it more understandable. As a result, there is 50/50 of sleep and fantasy, but fantasy is completely based on the logic of sleep and does not contradict it in any way.

I have long discovered in myself a craving for combat magic, and therefore I wanted to find a teacher who would direct my talent in the proper direction, discern my strengths and weaknesses, and also lead me through life for some time so that my potential with the help of his tips developed in the best possible way. After all, it's not a secret for anyone that combat magic also requires the study of philosophy and, in general, is inevitably associated with spiritual growth. In my free time, I tried to study on my own and quickly noticed that my abilities were much higher than that of ordinary people, even if they were studying under the guidance of an experienced teacher. I reached a high level of concentration, was able to deflect many professional blows of high-ranking opponents and respond with my powerful spells accurately and quickly. My meditation technique was well thought out and produced results faster than the primitive techniques of those students who worked under someone else's guidance. In other words, I knew my own worth and I didn't need any kind of teacher.

The most famous teachers in our region were only two, the rest of them certainly could not have been addressed due to their low qualifications. The surname of the first was Krasnobaev, this is a very loyal teacher of not very high rank, but still experienced. However, his approach to teaching was not too strict, he was not strict with himself, and therefore he pronounced many canonical incantations somehow casually, as if it was not so important. No one had ever seen him in battle, and therefore there was a bad reputation, as if he simply did not know how to fight, and therefore do not understand what he teaches. It is not surprising that his students did not master the fighting technique properly and often poured out at competitions. The surname of the second Teacher is Kudesnikov. It was the Teacher of teachers, his technique was impeccable, he never lost, he always brought up strictly, and therefore his students, who did not scatter immediately, reached great heights, beat at competitions with fireballs so that the walls of the arena cracked, such a student could only lose other students of Kudesnikov and no one else. However, many of Kudesnikov's students were clearly unworthy to study with him, I could assess their life from the outside and often wondered how they got to him at all and that they had not yet run away from him.

Of course, with my talents I had to go to the second Teacher, I don't need the first one with such an approach.

However, as time went on, I still could not find Kudesnikov. I saw him from afar, but I was constantly unable to approach, he always disappeared somewhere, and only Krasnobaev caught my eye. Whatever I did, no matter how I ran after the Teacher, I kept missing Kudesnikov and mysteriously ended up next to Krasnobaev, or did not find anyone at all when approaching the place where I saw the desired Teacher.

This went on for a long time, and I despaired. Nevertheless, the training continued. Somehow I decided to get official confirmation of a certain category in combat magic, for which I had to pass an exam from any official teacher. I had no choice but to turn to Krasnobaev, which I did. On the exam, he idly looked at my actions, which I performed flawlessly. He did not even look at my signature tricks, distracted by conversations with someone during my exam, then interrupted me and said: “okay, test”, and then signed the corresponding papers. Worse than the exam, I could not imagine! So it was possible not to try at all, but to show any nonsense, all the same Krasnobaev would have signed the papers.

Once I decided to take part in an amateur competition. The first rival in the dueling arena was my neighbor on the porch, whom I considered the most complete idiot. He couldn't do anything. I did everything badly, although I tried. However, this time I saw in the arena a slightly different person in his face: decisive, confident, albeit very frightened by the fact that I was standing in front of him, because he knew me well enough, I often stood out in front of him during small morning workouts in the yard as if not noticing that he was walking nearby through the courtyard home or from home. Well, of course, I was full of confidence that I would win the fight, I decided not to even strain to save my strength. When the gong sounded, I haughtily and with some contented smirk put forward my left hand, but slightly delayed my magic blow to give my opponent a chance and at the same time see what exactly he would send at me, I wanted to beautifully reflect the blow and strike my own in response, and immediately knocking out … then I instantly got a knee blow in the face, and the last thing I remembered was a rapid jump in my direction and pulling my relaxed hand down with his powerful hand. Just like that, and without any combat magic, the neighbor won the round and the whole fight. For me it was quite unexpected, although the rules are not prohibited. No, well, it's a shame, you must agree. I was expecting a fireball, destroying a sound wave or a stone block, but with my knee … across the face … no, it was too unexpected.

After the competition, the winner of which was one of Kudesnikov's young students, whom he still allowed to take part in amateur games, I approached my neighbor, reluctantly congratulated on winning our duel and asked who his coach was. He replied that Krasnobaev was the coach. No, well, you must! I sprinkle Krasnobaev with mud, and his most talentless student knocks me out in some profane village way! No, it cannot go on so resolutely. We need to devote more time to training!

In one of the street workouts in the park, I was extremely focused on doing the exercise. Hand movement - a tall tree leaned to the side, movement with the other hand - a heavy stone rose above the ground. So … now blow! The stone splits in two, after which both halves fall to the ground with a heavy crash, crumbling into pieces … Suddenly, at this moment, Kudesnikov walks past, and as if nothing is happening around. I froze, but continued to hold the tree in a bent state, which, however, was slowly straightening. Kudesnikov stopped nearby, turned to me and began to watch closely.

"This is a chance, - flashed through my head, - you need to show something unusual." I quickly regrouped the set of spells I had prepared and made a plan to demonstrate my favorite waterspout, for which water could be taken from a small stream nearby. Inhaling and exhaling, I began to draw the water with concentration, slowly releasing the pressure on the tree holding my attention. The mistake was that part of the attention was directed to Kudesnikov, who smiled mysteriously and looked, as if appraising. But then I blinked. From excitement, probably, because the Magician stood in front of me really great, it would be scary to go out of his way … My eyes closed for only a hundredth of a second, and Krasnobaev was already standing in Kudesnikov's place, and then I blinked again, but rather from surprise, having lost all magical connections with water already rising above the stream. A ball of water with a splash fell back, splashing the trees surrounding the reservoir and scaring away some animals, headlong rushing from the bushes in all directions.

I blinked, and every time my eyelids opened, Kudesnikov or Krasnobaev stood in front of me … and both were smiling.

- Well, Artyom, do you see how easy it is to miss your Teacher? - Quietly and with a sigh asked Kudesnikov.

I was silent, because I absolutely did not understand anything.

- You see what's the matter, Artyom. You mistakenly think that it is possible to artificially divide people into those worthy of the attention of the Great Teacher and unworthy ones, and that this division can be made by one of the people, guided only by outwardly visible signs. An even more serious mistake is trying to think for the Teacher, when it seems to you that you know better than him whether Your Highness is worthy, - he uttered these words with irony, - his attention or not, as if the Teacher is stupider than you and will not figure it out on his own. who deals with.

I began to vaguely guess that my mental show off was completely understandable to Kudesnikov without any announcement, and therefore he avoided me … But a second later I suddenly realized that Kudesnikov and Krasnobaev are ONE AND THE SAME TEACHER! But how? What for?

- Everything is simple, Artyom, - Krasnobaev, who was already standing next to Kudesnikov's place, noted my mental question, - is a man worthy or not worthy of Great Knowledge and a Great Teacher, it is not someone from the outside who decides, but this person himself. And he shows this with his actions, thoughts, intentions, attitude, behavior and everything that determines his practice of life. What a person receives in the end is COMPLETELY determined ONLY by himself, and we, the Teachers, come only to those who are ready to work with us. So you were ready for me, and I came. You yourself called me with your real attitude to life, your conceit, overestimated self-esteem, your exaggerated ambitions and arrogance … in fact, I am the natural final of your development in this direction. You wanted it, you got it, Artyom. You yourself described this selection mechanism in your story "Well, what did you want?.."

Indeed, I remembered my story and the scheme of absolutely objective demarcation of people on the basis of suitability for a particular case described in it in an implicit way. The Matrix of Being itself forms before a person only those roads that correspond to the inner qualities and properties of a person. So why be surprised when I myself make an arrogant request to the Universe, which in reality is beyond my power, and the Universe naturally responds to this request with a set of circumstances that would allow me to acquire this power, and I just turn my nose and want the result right away … The requests were persistently repeated, while the unpleasant answers were ignored, and therefore the nature of the requests betrayed all my ill will, as a result of which the answer was its mirror image. I got what I wanted. But why can't I live up to my ideals myself when I understand them well?

“You can, Artyom, you just don’t want to, and you yourself know this very well and you know perfectly well everything that you had to do from the very beginning,” Kudesnikov said, “if you went to Krasnobaev, for example, or to any other of the“lower magicians,”as you call them, you could learn to overcome disgust, as a result of which you would receive another virtue that will allow you to move on. Then you could even teach any of the “lower” teachers your original techniques, after which you would understand that there are no “lower” teachers, and everything in general is magicians and, first of all, people, each of whom is strong in something. then his own, or maybe he just hasn't revealed his talent yet. By nature, you were immediately given an already revealed talent, but you mistakenly decided that its presence makes you “higher” than others, although in all other respects you are the same stupid fool as a “young brat” … that's how you named your neighbor on the porch ?

Yes, it was true, mentally I called him that way, because he was completely stupid and did not understand elementary things, while the level of his intelligence remained somewhere in the lower grades of school. This "jerk", however, later smeared me in a duel, because I was mistaken in assessing his real strength, and I did a lot, betraying my strengths and weaknesses. But he noticed everything.

- Later, continuing persistent training, you would come to a number of other important conclusions that would lead you to me. Rather, you would be ready, and therefore I would appear in front of you by myself, this is my job, and these Rules were not determined by me. Nevertheless, you managed, possessing the talent, to blink both Teachers, to whom you had access … and you have never even heard of other, more powerful people, because this is generally beyond the bounds of your stupid bowler hat, Kudesnikov continued sternly, for imagery tapping your finger on your head. - There were many teachers around you, some of whom could actively, for example, with advice or deed, guide you, and the other passively, for example, having appeared in your life as a circumstance, work with which would teach you something important … but instead of learning Your Majesty was engaged in some kind of self-admiration with clearly expressed squeamish selectivity and arrogant assessments. - summed up his speech Kudesnikov, and then added, - Every person is a teacher, and the result of training depends only on you.

Then he made a sharp movement as if he wanted to spin around himself, and the icy water from the stream painfully pierced my body, in places penetrating inside with small fragments of ice … Everything fell somewhere - and I woke up.

THE END

PS … Just in case, I repeat for the reader that a vulgar interpretation of my internal problems and motives from external positions will ALWAYS be wrong. So instead of analyzing my psychological problems, it would be better to try to grasp the meaning of this parable itself and think about whether what has been said applies to you. The only thing that can complement the picture a little for someone is the decoding of the water symbol. In my dreams, in the overwhelming majority of cases, water symbolizes information, this is how it should be understood this time too.