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One  hour  later,  from  the  window  of  the  northern  train,  I  saw  passing  the  last
               neighborhoods of Berlin. I was rapted thinking in the letter of Rudolph Hess and regretting for
               have not been capable to interview him and transmit him some important  questions which
               required urgent response. Something extraordinary was happening to me since some time ago
               and, except for Rudolph Hess, I not dared to trust in anyone.


                      Since  the  night  of  the  graduation,  when  I  was  presented  to  the  Führer,  I  began  to
               experience a curious psychological phenomenon. In that occasion I responded «YHVH-Satan»
               to the questions of the Führer. Who is the Enemy of Germany? Against whom are we fighting?,
               and  I  believed to recognize tha such answer  had not  been reasoned  by me,  but «caught»  or
               «heard» with an internal ear.

                      For me there were no doubts that the heard «Voice» was not mine, it measn that it came
               from  out  of  my  consciousness.  But  I  also  comprehended  the  impossibility  to  transmit  that
               experience to another person without running the risk to inspire distrust about my sanity.

                      During the journey to Egypt I meditated on this and I reached to the conclusion that the
               presence  of  the  Führer  had  unchained  an  unconscious  phenomenon  of  discharge  being  the
               heard Voice just a formal intuition. It means that in some manner I «knew» the answer and, in
               one  moment  in  which  I  was  psychologically  locked  by  the  overwhelming  personality  of  the
               Führer,  I  «divined»  or  believed  to  have  done  it,  taking  an  intuition  for  an  extrasensorial
               perception. It was a sceptical conclusion but I had the security that such phenomenon would be
               merely cirsumstancial, that it would not happen again. I clung to this certainty with the hidden
               fear that its repetition would imply a loss of the rational equilibrium.

                      It is comprehensible: in a society that considers «normal» what is common to everyone,
               that’s  to  say  collective,  and  represses  with  the  alienation  the  one  who  is  aparted  from  the
               «normal», to feel oneself different can be dangerous in many senses. Mainly because the lack of
               «patrons» or «models» –eliminated systematically or auto-eliminated by the fear– to compare
               our «abnormallity» induces us to fear a loss of reason. That fear for the possession of gifts or
               virtues which could make us different to the rest is considered a «holy prudence» in a world
               that glorifies the mediocrity of the average man and distrust from the individual.

                      Thereby, timorous of the implications that would have to consider that experience as a
               real  phenomenon,  I  attributed  the  heard  Voice  to  a  projection  of  the  unconscious  to  the
               conscious.


                      However  the  phenomenon  occurred  again  and  not  one  but  many  times  with  the
               following alarm by my part that feared to suffer a kind of schizophrenia.




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