Short story: Was this spiritual master a real master, or not?

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Sri Rostes Rosseta, was an acclaimed spiritual master, and guru, to the masses. He had made a name for himself, with his erudite seminars, where he would channel spiritual teachings, from a higher being in another higher world, called Jasper. Jasper explained that he was (as channelled through Rostes): "A type of spirit guide, who can send you energy, which is then converted into words by your brain." "Now, we receive the holy spirit, when we allow our self to feel loved by God." "This love connects you to the energy of love that brings its energy to you in the form of love." "I am a spirit being called Jasper, assigned to help Rostes look after Rostes's part of the living love, that has been set up for him to create with." "Every soul has a part of love at their disposal to fulfil their own creative mission with, or from. This love is not missing from love, but merely being directed through you as you connect to it through God." "Love is infinite, and its energy always frees you from the sins that essentially reside in you, only from your lack of love. Love fully, and there can be no more sin residing in you then." "The best way for you to serve God, is for you to serve him in yourself, by being yourself within God." "The only way to accomplish this is to allow the emptiness of fullness to spill over you as love. When you only love, love becomes you, serving God, with all of who you are." Just then, a heckler, from up in the back corner, stood up, and blurted out a question: "Why am I so angry, and upset with my life, and life in general?" "What can I do about it all?" Jasper took it in his stride, and replied: "You must risk looking a fool to grow past the wisdom of not knowing, as you will find that not knowing, makes you angry, because knowing takes initially a state of unknowing to grow itself from." "Wisdom exists at all levels, but must be home-grown to be real for you, in you." Sri Rostes, is a spiritual master if he grows from himself, in himself, but to only shed beans, funnelled through him, from a hidden bean stork, maybe he is more just a tuning fork. During the channelling, Rostes's dog, Harper, always slept on the floor, at Rostes's feet, and looked up wistfully at his master. Where did his master go when he was channelling someone else? Harper only knew that this energy in Rostes now, was not Rostes, but something else again. It spooked him out, and it saddened him, whenever Rostes did this. Rostes never knew that what he did was upsetting to his dog. Maybe, if he had had a heart, and knew this, he might have left his dog at home, on these channelling nights of his. Photo Credit: The photo used in this article was sourced from the free media site, pixabay.com Picture: The dog of Rostes, looking up, and not seeing Rostes in Rostes. A saddened face indeed!