Light Warriors
Section 38

They move through the light road to the Angkor Wat temple, in Siem Reap, Cambodia. 

Like Pura Besakih, Angkor Wat temple looks luminous.  The monks of Cambodia recited the Paritta to welcome the coming of the Knights of Light. On the other hand, Cambodians play traditional musical instruments and girls dance Apsara.

There, it had been waiting for a body of light that resembled the Buddha.  It is above a lotus flower made of light with a supine position. His eyes full of silence. 

Rumi approached the Buddha.  And he returned to a world of white without edges.  There is only Rumi and the Buddha.  

"I have a light of five colors that will lead to your birth in the next life. There are black, red, yellow, white, and green. Where did you choose? " 

Rumi looked more relaxed this time.  He silences himself and lets his conscience guide him.  

"I didn't choose any of the five colors. " 

"May I know, what is the reason? " 

" I saw the beast palace in black.  If I choose it, then I will be born in the beast realm.  I saw the demon palace in that red color.  If I choose it, then I will be born in the realm of darkness.  I saw the bird palace in that yellow.  If I choose it, I will be born a bird.  I saw the fish palace in that white color. If I choose it, then I will be born as a fish.  And I saw the palace of plants in that green color.  If I choose it, I will be born a plant. " 

The Buddha smiled.  "Just exactly what you answered. Your birth as a human being is the ultimate birth. With this human body, you are endowed with reason. With enlightened reason, you can do virtues, which cannot be done if you are born in the animal realm, the realm of darkness, or the plant realm. Do not waste your birth as a human being."

After blessing Rumi's light body, Rumi was welcome to leave.  

Rumi and his group continued their journey to Mount Penglai, in mainland China.

As written in ancient Chinese manuscripts, this mountain is located on one of the three divine islands in the eastern sea inhabited by eight Gods and Knights of Light who have attained immortality. 

The mountain seemed to be filled with fog.  That said, for those who enter this mountain, he will not feel suffering.  Even so, the thick fog always thwarted every ship of the lay people who wanted to enter it. 

In a pagoda located at the top of Mount Penglai, a body of light resembling the Goddess Quan Yin, the Goddess of Mercy, seemed to smile welcoming the arrival of the Knights of light.

Rumi approached him. And he was back in a world of white without edges.  There is only Rumi and the Goddess.  

" I have light of eight colors, black, red, yellow, white, green, blue, purple, and pink.  Where did you choose? "

Rumi saw a paradise full of gardens and angels.  Those eight colors also gave off a very fragrant smell. 

Rumi was a little fooled, but Teja told her to stay calm.  Rumi silenced herself. 

"I didn't choose any of the eight colors.  "

"May I know, what is the reason? " 

"The eight colours show me heaven.  But it is not true heaven.  It was a pseudo-deceptive paradise, created by demons to deceive the bodies of light into following them into the realm of darkness. "

The Goddess smiled. "Just exactly what you answered.  You will not find any happiness with the heaven you see in all eight colors. The true heaven is always with you, when you carry infinite and unconditional love with you.  "

"Be a compassionate Soul. Be my representative on earth to release every creature from its sufferings.

Keep blessing. Don't stop blessing. Tell yourself: abstinence for me to be angry, abstinence for me to hurt another Soul, abstinence for me to speak of the ugliness of another Soul, I forgive anyone who hurts me , I will not speak of his guilt again after I forgive him, if I am guilty, I will be humble, if I am guilty, I will admit my guilt, if I am guilty, if I am guilty, I will take lessons from my mistakes, I thank my every mistake, I thank my every mistake, every mistake is a lesson."

The Goddess blessed Rumi's light body with peach blossoms in her hands and let Rumi go.  

Rumi continued his journey towards the fourth point, Mount Fuji.  He and others left mainland China, heading for Japan.

 They fly over the skyline of Tokyo city filled with skyscrapers, passing through the red Tokyo Tower. 

It then crosses the ancient cities of Kyoto and Nara, then finally passes through Lake Yamanaka to Mount Fuji covered in eternal snow.

At the top of Mount Fuji, a body of light whose radiance is very strong, resembling the Goddess Amaterasu Omikami, stands quietly while playing the shamisen, a Japanese stringed instrument. 

Rumi approaches him, and he again arrives in an all-white world without limits.  The Goddess was with the light body of someone she knew.  People he loved, who died.  

"Mr! " Rumi was filled with a deep yearning.

"Rummy!  How are you doing? " 

"Thank God, fine, sir... " 

"Thank God.  Rumi, the purpose of your father's arrival is to take you to a place full of true happiness.  Come with me, son.."

Father extended his hand.  Rumi, who was still in a haru atmosphere, spontaneously wanted to receive a helping hand.

"Be careful, Mi, " said Teja. "Don't be easy to believe. " 

Rumi pulled back her hand and quieted herself.  

"Lho, why, Mi?  Don't you miss your father? please come with your father... " 

"No! " said Rumi firmly.  "You're not my father.  You have an illusion.  " 

"Come, Rumi.... Mr. beg.... "

"No! I'm not gonna follow you... "

The body of the Father disappeared from before him.  The Sun Goddess smiled.  

"Your decision is correct, my son. Always control your mind so as not to be fooled by various kinds of deceptive illusions. Many bodies of light were lost, not knowing the way back to their original homes because they were trapped by illusions. "

After blessing Rumi's light body, the Goddess invited Rumi away.