Master of Chaos
He called himself "The Master of Chaos". He told me to "find your being". He told me to "listen to your intuition". My being and my intuition did not know what to make of him: a charlatan or a real master of ancient traditions? Everything surrounding him was anything but "love and light".
His wife was so ugly, I wondered if she used a love magic on him. His disciples were so inept that I wondered about quality of his teaching skills. His shoe had a broken sole. For some reason it irritated me more than anything. If you claim to be a master of Chaos, can you at least fix your shoes?
Yet when we worked on energy together, there was definitely something. Something which made me to believe these ancient tales of qi and immortals and Yellow Emperor Courts and Palace Gates were somewhat true.
When I first met him in a local yoga studio, I swear he was invisible. It had been three years since then. I figured out there is a way to make yourself invisible: as people would see you and not see you at the same time. I think there is some tai-chi form and hand gesture for that.
I have had some difficult times in my life these past few years. But nothing is difficult compared to finding there are spirit worlds all around us. Spirit worlds ruled by Chaos. And there are Masters of Chaos. Masters of Spirits.Puppets of Spirits. People with intense eyes and invisible moves. People who can kill from the distance with their thought. How any of it could be real? How any of this could be real enough for me to believe "there is something to it"? How naive could I be to think that my believing or not believing would change anything in a world structure which had been set for millions of eons?
Have you ever heard anybody's thoughts? Are you sure you want to have that ability? To hear thoughts which contradict what person is saying with their mouth? I got used to this freak way of communicating with him. Until one day I heard "I am using you" phrase. I knew his being told it to me so I get my pink colored glasses off. Nobody is perfect. In a world of qi, energy is currency. Male energy. Female energy. Chaos energy. Ability to change and transform the energy. But in a spirit world, lying is a crime. Thus, if you telepathically tell somebody the truth, it does not count as deceiving. "Told you so", "You came to me", and all other excuses made verbally were theoretically true. As you should have known better. Should have been mature enough to see that you are being used. Should have been mature and confident and knowledgeable enough to see that people are not either eternal evil or eternal goodness. Even if they put kindness in their tag line to attract more people to their business.
This was my first lesson in managing Chaos. The only constant is Change. The only way to manage Chaos is to go with the flow and remember there are always two sides of the same coin: yin( dark and passive) and yang ( light and active). Too much light is no good, too much dark is no good. Chose the middle way.
As for the Master of Chaos... Friend or Foe...
I have not made my mind yet.
Change after all is a property of a true child of chaos....
To Be Continued.
Disclaimer: All characters in this story are fictional. All Events are fictional. Any resemblance to living humans and actual events is pure coincidence.