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You will wonder, Dr. Siegnagel, how my captors sent me to the Hospital Dr. Patrón Isla,
               of  the  City  of  Salta?  The  answer  is  joyless  simple,  but  not  very  difficult  to  imagine.  The
               Infernal  Agents,  who  knew  the  secret  that  their  drugs  caused  in  the  human  body,  and  that
               would result impossible for me to escape: the will to resist was completely enervated and, as I
               said, I have lost completely the external orientation. I could not move from the site in which
               I was, they had it clear. But then, I had decided to die.
                      I will explain it better: even though they had broken my will to set free externally, I
               realized each moment that I conserved intact interior spiritual faculties. The will of my Spirit,
               Dr., was not broken in the reduced ambit of the consciousness. Perhaps they destroyed part of
               the psychical structure, but the harm could only be reduced to field of the Soul or the physical
               brain, that’s to say, exclusively to the material terrain. Of course, They could not know with
               exactitude  what  had  happened  with  the  Eternal  Spirit  because  the  Initiates  of  the  White
               Fraternity  lack  from  the  capacity  to  perceive  the  Uncreated  Beings;  but  they  considered  a
               triumph of their  brainwashing techniques when they  verified that there were  not  spiritual
               manifestations anymore. Prescicely, they were referring to the «Self», the manifestation of
               the Spirit as indicator of the state of the prisoner: if the treatment ended of the disintegration
               of the Self, it meant that an irreversible process would avoid the spiritual re-incarceration.
                       Even though the Symbol of the Origin be still present in the Pure Blood, the destruction
               of the psychic strutucture turned impossible that the Self could be concentred in the sphere of
               consciousness again. But in my case that didn’t ocurr. As you’ll understand, They expected that
               the ingestion of psychic-drugs be finished in a state of acute schizophrenia, hope that in my
               case was reforced by the confessions that they had obtained to draw out from me. But the real
               situation  consisted  in  that  all  what  they  achieved  to  obtain  in  the  interrogatory  was  not
               voluntary neither involuntary but mechanical: their drugs acted over the conscious subject of
               the Soul, not over the Self, and they forced it to overturn the formidable content of the racial
               memory of the Lords of Tharsis, a quality own of the biologic specialization of my family, with
               it, presumably the Rabbis were not accustomed to treat. Therefore they believed that my Self
               was fragmented or disintegrated and that and equilibrate state of spiritual consciousness would
               never be produced again: the confesion demonstrated, for Them, the irreversible fracture of the
               spiritual will.
                      But  such  confession  was  just  a  stupid  betrayal  of  the  Soul,  which  subject  read  the
               contents of the psychic memories. In a profound sphere, the will of my Self resisted in every
               moment  the  violation  unable  to  avoid  that  the  memorial  contents  be  mechanically
               externalized: then emerged, for the delight of the Rabbis, the remembrances that the memory
               conserved about the own Strategy and its execution. They knew what happened with Noyo and
               they went in the act after his steps, supposing to behind them a human spolitation. However, it
               is seen, as always, would not result so easy to end with the Lords of Tharis.
                      What  had  happened?  Well,  that  I  reached  to  comprehend  what  consequences  were
               expected  from  the  brainwash  and  I  achieved  to  simulate  with  great  conviction  the
               schizophrenic  dementia  predicted  by  Them.  Finally,  convinced  that  my  madness  had  no
               remedy,  they  decided  to  evacuate  me  from  the  Franciscan  Monastery  and  internate  me
               momentarily, until the arrival of Bera and Birsha, in a Neuropsychiatric Hospital. For it they

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