The visit of the Enlightened One

Today we had a visitor of a most remarkable stature. At seven o'clock sharp, in the morning, the door bell rang. Outside an impressive man was standing and looked into the appartment. He sort of looked through us as though we were invisible form Him and that his gaze had an orientation beyond us. Like a high priest of an unknown religion He entered the appartment and permitted us to greet him. He immediately started to give us orders. There was no doubt of who was in command. His authority was natural. He demanded access to his destination. His allknowing and wise gaze evaluated then the bath room and various technical solutions and then He spoke his words of wisdom, which immediately transformed into laws on our behalf. Our existence was now explainable in terms of pipes, drainage and joints. Everything was connected and beautifully joined into a grid of magnificent perfection. And I'm not referring to the Internet, if some got that idea, but to two seemingly idependent grids or networks. One that led pure water into the sanctuary and one that led impure water out of it. The truth was simple and the Temple; that is the bath room, purified us in a way that no rites or rituales were able to or would hope to become. Then the audience was over, and He walked out on us granting us silence and the ability to reflect and contemplate our experience. As He left us He gave us a gaze over the shoulder, as to confirm the correctness of our approach to Him, and no other of his kind. We were now acknowledged as His proselytes, even though we would never could expect to rise to His enlightened and elevated level...