I am in my attic alone … There is no one home and I am enjoying this moment of loneliness.

Just now the sun is beginning to set and this mild light brings me sweet memories of past times in which being a child was simply everything.

I feel at peace but at the same time I feel suffocated by a secret that I want to share but I am not allowed to.

So I decided to write about it, then I will save this letter in a suitcase where it will stay locked, like a forbidden treasure or a Pandora’s Box that can never be opened except by me.

Another World Exists! A World that exists parallel to our World but invisible to our limited eyes.

It is a higher plane. It is the world of those that are no longer among us but that are near use through the angels.

These so called angels show themselves to both of the worlds but only to the “chosen ones”!

I am honoured to be one of those chosen ones and I belong to a fraternity of others that also share this knowledge. My fate was written on the day of my birth on an island in the middle of the ocean.

THEY told me this just NOW!

They had to know if I were worthy of this responsibility. They thought so and I am very grateful.

They claimed that I was able of fighting for what I believe and that I knew how to wait patiently with all my faith and understanding.

I am not alone.

There are others like me, who are also condemned to this mystery … a heavy burden to carry…

The secret was revealed to me and now I have this life purpose.

They exist among us and they know everything we do. Not our actions but what goes in our souls, what we really feel.

They are messengers that look through our own eyes and transmit messages of wisdom since the beginning of time.

They are timeless!

A mission was delegated to me which could never be revealed. However they were lenient with me because they know everything that goes in our minds, our past and our future. So they made a little exception … when I find the real love in the eyes of a women, I could share a part of my secret.

I repeat: just a PART OF THE SECRET.

She will be my chosen one. I think I will have to wait a little longer but I know she is out there, somewhere, also living her own legend. She will be able to recognize other looks in my own eyes.

This so called fraternity always existed through the generations and it will always exist. It is compound of several men of several nationalities making a fair distributing of members around the planet.

When one of us dies the secret is told to a younger member. In this way the secret is kept alive through the centuries.

This looks like a reincarnation. However we are still ourselves.

The first time we met was many centuries ago, in a huge castle in England. Back in those days nobody could suspect about the reason of our meeting! Today, if the secret were to be discovered we would be called lunatics and crazy and no one would believe us because part of this world is blind and ill of the soul. But back in those days our destiny would be the fire, the same fire that burned and killed too many so called witches.

They would also announce that we were attempting against God and that the “chosen ones” were an instrument of the devil.

They would also say that no one can be worthy of such an honour. They did not know that after all this honour is given to common men around the world that cry and laugh, love and hate, suffer and still keeps their hope alive.

The Creation is only one, essence is only one. Our world and the other world have an energy that spreads into billions of lives and into billions of angels that guide and protect us.

And we all live in parallel worlds, but this is only known of a few…

The sun already set. The moon is drawing gray shadows in my room.

I put the letter inside the suitcase, close it and I just wait for the day to come.

by Ernie Fitzpatrick