Greetings, ladies and gentlemen. We need to talk. We need to talk because we are in big trouble. Politics, mainstream media, academia, even schools and churches are committed to one agenda. However, this agenda does not serve humanity. It serves only the self- appointed rulers of this world. The following words will not only change your life, but will also turn your view of the world upside down. We live in a time of change, a time of challenges and a time of uncertainty. But we also have the opportunity to overcome these challenges. The following minutes will encourage you to think about your own dreams and goals, and you will be inspired to face these challenges courageously and to overcome your own limitations. Amidst the tumultuous waves of change and uncertainty that crash upon the shores of our existence lies a flicker of hope, a glimmer of possibility. We stand at the precipice of challenge, at a threshold of opportunity, where the boundaries of our limitations are yet to be defined. It is in these fleeting moments that we must summon the courage to rise to the occasion, to confront the obstacles that lay before us with unwavering determination and unshakable resolve. In the face of adversity it is easy to lose sight of our dreams and to surrender to the temptation of defeat. But we must remember that our aspirations are not mere figments of our imagination: they are the embodiment of our highest ideals, the essence of our being. They are the flames that ignite our passion, the compass that guides our journey, the destination that beckons us forward. To give up, to relinquish our dreams, is to deny ourselves the very essence of our existence. It is a betrayal of our soul, a surrender of our purpose, a resignation to mediocrity. It is a path that leads nowhere, a road that ends in despair. So let us rise to the occasion, let us face the challenges that lie before us with unwavering determination and unshakable resolve. Let us overcome our limitations, let us shatter the barriers that confine us, let us reach for the stars. For in this moment, in this time of change and challenge and uncertainty, lies the opportunity to create a better tomorrow, a brighter future, a world that is truly worthy of our dreams. Let me tell you a story. It is the story of a little boy whose life was changed forever by a dream. I was about six years old and had just woken up in my bed. I looked at the ceiling, frozen. I couldn't remember the dream that had just burned up into intangibility, but the conclusion of the realization that had just detonated inside me began to fan out before me like a never-ending kaleidoscope. I became clearly aware: I exist. I live. I have awakened on the world stage. In a moment of profound realization, I was struck with the certainty that I am alive. I am present, an active participant in the grand performance that unfolds before us all. I am a player on the world stage, my role intricately intertwined with the lives of those around me. As I tread the boards of existence, I am conscious of the fleeting nature of my time here. Like an actor in a play, I know that at some point the final curtain will fall, and I will step offstage, leaving behind the script of my life. It is then that I will face the ultimate mystery, the question that has haunted us since the dawn of time: what lies beyond the veil of death? I will meet, if such an entity exists, the Master Chief Commander, the star architect of the multiverse himself. And my journey will continue, on and on and on. I'm alive and it's never going to end, no matter what I do, I'm never going to get out of this. If every single muscle in my entire body hadn't been cramped to the max, I would have s**t myself on the spot. Where do you run when the sky is falling? Naked fear shot through all my synapses at faster-than-light speed, like a bullet in a pinball machine, and a thousand new questions flashed up with every touch of the slingshots. The kaleidoscope kept spinning, the different colored fractals connected into new patterns, and the slingshots catapulted the ball once again into the maze of my neural universe beneath the roof of my skull. My mind nearly fell into the abyss of madness that night. As humans, we are masters of concealment, adept at tucking away the unsavory aspects of life in the deepest, darkest corners of our psyche. For many of us the fear of death is one such demon, lurking in the shadows of our consciousness, ready to strike at the slightest provocation. Like the vast majority of us, I tucked the fear of death away in the farthest corner of the 428th basement of my subconscious and closed the door behind me. We men are good at organizing, stowing away and repressing things. Maybe that’s where our affinity for basements and garages comes from. Women are quite different. They’re not big on garages, basements and boxes. They always want to unpack the boxes tucked away in the back, talk about them, and rummage through our psyche like they do with their handbags every day. Heavy sigh. In good times we don’t think about death. I forgot the box, I forgot the cellar. I tasted the sweetness of my first kiss, enjoyed the frothy bitterness of my first sip of beer, basked in the warmth of my first paycheck, and rejoiced in the pride of having found my first job and apartment. But from time to time, dark clouds creep in front of the sun and just when we least expect it, we find ourselves in churches, cemeteries and graves and that damn box from the 428th basement, finds you. And I remembered my dream, the pinball machine,the thousand and one questions, and that no matter what I tried in my life, I would never escape it. We were all thrown on the stage of life And we are all scared by this show. Have you ever questioned the nature of reality? Have you ever questioned the reality of being? Why we are so afraid of death? What awaits us on the other side? This idea, no matter whether we are aware of it or not, decides how we think, feel and act. It is the guideline according to which we align our entire existence. The power of love is actually the power of fear. There is nothing we fear more than not satisfying God and being rejected by Him. Why? Because we have been told so. Everywhere, at all times, around the whole world. The history of power is as old as humanity. The history of mankind is the history of rulers and the ruled. And when the people of the earth rose up against their kings and tyrants, they were sent messengers to tell them: „Do not obey us, obey God, this is his law!“ And the people feared God. It was no longer in their hands to free themselves from their oppressors. God alone had the right to judge and to provide justice. The people believed the most blatant lie in the history of the world, and the nations submitted and obeyed for thousands of years. We are to turn the other cheek, believe, trust and endure in silence. God will judge... Why am I talking about religion now? Because it was the first and biggest lie of them all. When I thought about the nature of my reality, I could not help but think about the power of fear, the fear that drives us all, that forces us to strive forlove and acceptance, that makes us obey the rules set by society, religion and God. For thousands of years we have been told that God is the final judge who will provide justice and free us from our oppressors. And we have believed in this lie, have submitted to the will of those in power, have turned the other cheek, have trusted and have silently endured. But what if this idea, this belief in this kind of God, is just another means to control us, to keep us in line, to keep us from questioning the nature of our reality? As I looked back on my dream, the pinball machine, and the thousand-and- one questions, I realized that no matter what I did in my life, I could never truly escape the fear that drives me. The fear of death, the fear of rejection, the fear of not being good enough. All the problems we have today were implanted through religions and have been part of our identity, culture, perception and understanding of the world and our place in it for thousands of years. Religions are the foundation of our media, education, health, banking, power and social systems. Temples, churches and mosques were the first media enterprises and the holy books their newspapers. Rabbis and priests were the first newsreel reporters. Religions defined the morality, the law, and they also defined the foundations for it at the same time. So we were trained not to question foundations, experts, and the stories they tell us, but to simply believe them. For otherwise it cannot be explained that no one noticed that the churches, mosques and temples became bigger and bigger, while the poor were only left with a bowl of soup. For too long, we have allowed religion to dictate our lives, to tell us what to believe, what to do, how to think. We have turned to religion to solve the very problems it created, And yet, we continue to cling to our faith, to our beliefs, to our traditions, as if they were the only things that would give our lives meaning and purpose. But what if we were to question the very foundations of our faith, to challenge the dogmas and doctrines that have been passed down to us for centuries? What if we were to embrace our doubts, our fears, our uncertainties, and use them as a tool to break free from the constraints of religion? Are we really looking for the truth about love and life, or are we just greedy for something to feed our insatiable ego? This is the question we need to ask ourselves when we think about our deepest longings. For many of us, simply being loved is not enough; we long to be loved in a very specific way. We demand that our partners or loved ones fulfill our every whim and desire, and we get angry when our expectations are not met. But is this really love, or is it just a form of selfish consumption? It's easy to mistake
