Laws of Spirit

Once upon a time, a man named Nyoman stood on the white sand of Virgin Beach on Bali. It was a few days before the full moon, and the waves kept crashing in. To his left side was a little hill that cut the incoming water forcing it up to almost ten meters of height. However, the waves were only between four and six meters high where he was standing before they crashed. Without knowing it, he profoundly experienced the Law of Cycles.

Once upon a time, there was a selfish man called Jack. He took advantage of every situation that gave him more power and money. He rarely cared about anyone else because he did not know the Law of Higher Will. For him, the most essential task was enlarging his wealth. His attitude was money and power could get him anything.

Once upon a time, there was a man called John. Suffering from severe depression and not knowing the Law of Flexibility, this poor fellow lost all hope and joy in life. Long ago, he used to run straight toward his career goals without looking left or right. His razor-sharp focus brought him material success but at the cost of his mental and physical health. Eventually, he burnt out, leaving nothing but chaos. Leaving his house caused fear and anxiety, so he stayed home, leading to depression.

Once upon a time, there was a man named Atlas. He was in his late twenties, seeking a lasting relationship. Unfortunately, all his previous relations broke up after a maximum of one year. His current one was at the nine-month mark and started to crumble.

Once upon a time, there was a little caterpillar. The whole day it was eating, galling, and gorging. After a few days, it grew so thick it could barely move. Then, in its natural progression following the Law of Process, it came to rest and cocooned itself underneath a big leaf. Once trapped in the hard shell, its old form started to die, becoming a messy soup.
Slowly new so-called imaginal cells formed. Out of fear, the old cells fought against the newly emerging ones.