It is difficult to discover the truth, because everything is relative and any truth can be transformed into a semi"truth. Plato stated: "We are within a reality that is also within us". Starting from this statement, the only way to find it is by knowing our interior. In the temple of Delphi it was written: γνῶθι σεαυτόν, "Know yourself", well"known expression of Socrates.
We care about the outside world and we leave our interior imprisoned between feelings and imitations that are not our own ... Fashion, religion, good and bad, politics, social behavior and so many others ... Our true SELF is buried and with it our true self. What a sad reality...
The Intraterrestrials have different customs than ours, they chose to be within the earth and
within themselves. We are eternal beings in every sense ...
Inhabitants of the same planet, beings of the same material nature, apparently the same, but separated by a great abyss that is not precisely the geographical one. Many of us carry in our blood the vestige of a slight mutation that is perceptible in our habitual behavior.
Estela tried to discover the truth about Azrael, what she did not know is that this truth was within her.
Estela was not an ordinary person, she suffered with the pain of others, she loved immensely, took time to reflect, meditate and knew herself in a large percentage. She thought out of the box and did not act out of imitation.
That night she again called her Azrael, she told him that she could see each other quietly because they had left him for dead and the police search had stopped. She gladly accepted the meeting and he would look for her at her house the next morning.
He arranged for a friend to be on business while she was away. She was anxious and somewhat nervous, she would ask him many things that intrigued her because of what happened. She loved that being so special, that being real he seemed out of fiction.
At ten in the morning, she was waiting for him excitedly, her hands were sweating and her cheeks had a reddish hue. She felt the arrival of a car. She hastily closed the door of the house and left. It was not the same vehicle as his, it was a beautiful cobalt blue truck.
The back door opened, she entered and to her surprise there were two men in the front seat, one, the one she was driving, seemed to be Azrael but something different, he wore a beard and dark glasses, the other was Dr. Lameda. ..
She didn't really know what to say, she just said good morning to them and she asked shyly: "Have you known each other for a long time?
" They both smiled, Azrael said, it is a long story that I will tell you today my dear ...
" Dr. Lameda replied, everything has a cause and its effect. It is our relationship with you that you will understand very soon. Yo, I'll get off at the corner and leave you in very good company ... You will understand the environment that has surrounded you for years with no apparent explanation. He got out of the car and invited her to the front seat while her fiery gaze penetrated her, she held his gaze without saying anything, they said goodbye to her with a kiss on the cheek.
Azrael looked different, paler and bearded. The dark glasses hid the warm look he always had. She expressed her immense joy to know that all the problems had been solved well thanks to his intelligence, pointed to the clock and said: "It will no longer be necessary ... While she laughed"He replied, it will be yours for forever ...
They belonged to each other beyond time and space. They went to the rural house that was a few kilometers from the city.
The house was large and painted in pastel colors similar to the one he observed in his childhood stories. Deeply hidden in a forest. He opened the door and the room was decorated to the
Arabic style with large red and gold embroidered mats. On a short"legged table was a manuscript unintelligible to her. It seemed to be written in an unknown ancient language. A large painting adorned the room with the face of a young woman very much like her.
"Who is she? She asked ...
He replied without hesitation ... YOU!
" Me? Why and when did they make that painting of me? I don't remember anything about it ...
He began to cry, he could not contain her tears, she did not know if the reason was pain or joy, they hugged her tightly, he stroked her head and held her against her chest. It was a great love that they felt. A great bond united them. A reason from the heart.
I must tell you something about my treasure ... Something that I have kept hidden for your safety and mine, but now, there is nothing to fear, without further ado I will confess a great truth that I carry inside here ... You are Zara, my little girl lost daughter, the one to whom I could not give my love as a child. I followed your steps and after much research I found your exact whereabouts. That's why you inherited my neural love for things and we think similarly, you carry my blood ...
She was excited and tearful; she was kissing him, and now she understood the great attraction for that man. She was happy because he was the only blood relative she knew. Now they would be together and protected by each other.
He told her that he had a fortune in store for her and would give it to her in the next few days. She commented "My other two daughters are different from you, you inherited intraterrestrial characteristics, they are like their mother" I also gave them something, but in a different way from you.
Now you need to know your place of origin, but you must have a preparation before penetrating the earth's crust and reaching Agartha, the place where I was born. That is not his real name, but that is how he is known to Earthlings on the surface.
She felt the magic of her origin and she now found a clear explanation to the events that had occurred and to her feelings.
There was only something missing that did not fit ...
" Dear father, who really is Dr. Lameda?"
"A great intraterrestrial man at the origin of him, like you ... He has had to live a false life in order to be safe on the surface."
I will tell you the whole story and you will understand that we are not humanoids as they make you believe. We are human beings with other customs and way of life. A slight mutation differentiates us. I will explain to you our culture and why we are here on the surface ...