The Rational Knowledge is, indeed, of the most unusual elevation to humanity and truly pure, clean and perfect supremacy, which cannot be entirely comprised by the human mind that is primary and insufficient to grasp its content, although it comes from this orb.
This difficulty was assigned by the Deformation caused by us for millions of years ago (21 eternities), when we entered a part of the Eternal World from where we all come: THE RATIONAL WORLD. We got involved by the deformation and, consequently, stayed out of our true natural state. And this deformation has prevented us from any contact with the world that is the very reason of life existence, for our view has also been deformed.
Thus , because we cut bonds with our true culture, which pertains to our true Origin, we have difficulty grasping what we read due to the influences of the Deformation (the material world). We tend to get confused and thinking that it is all impossible to reach this moment of grandeur in the Universe.
Imagine, then, the weirdness of the primitive readers of UNIVERSE IN DISENCHANTMENT, who had no other referencial readers (there were none back then), and felt compelled to collaborate with the constructions of the Landmark, which is the Retiro Racional.
In order to keep these primitive readers on their track to accomplish their mission with Master Manoel Jacintho Coelho, Father Manoel, as we fondly call him, had to use his powers to deliver to everyone precise and necessary prooves, so that they could follow that way.
And here we have a wonderful report of our Rational brother Ubirajar Pisão, concerning the construction of the Scientific Center of Rational Culture, the Rational Landmark (picture above); this building is the symbol of the RATIONAL WORLD on Earth.
During the construction of the Scientific Center of Rational Culture (Rational Landmark) which is near the pool of the Retiro Racional, some amazing things happened of extraordinary grandeur totally unknown to humanity. As many Rational Culture Students remember at that time we had time to start with the works but never to finish them, and this annoyed me for we all have our physical limitations.
In the beginning of the monument I was living outside and worked from Monday to Saturday in a chain of supermarkets until 12 o´clock. I used to be on duty in the Retiro Racional at night on Fridays; then I returned on Saturday afternoon and stayed through Sunday working in the construction. On Monday morning I left straight to the supermarket.
In one of these days of collaboration, it was wee hours then, the sky was radiating as the stars seemed to be moving, illuminating the face of Master Manoel sitting in front of the pool, delegating the service as he used to do.
It was a little cold and the hoes and shovels help us to keep warm, as they mixed up the fresh concrete that was never ending. The human machines were unstoppable. From far way, whoever could sight that would take those workers by ants, so large was the number of people working there.
I was standing with the others right in front of the monument that was well ahead in its completion. Master Manoel always brought us a porridge prepared with cinnamon, aniseed and clove and strong coffee, which he had always made at that time of the day. That was a moment of break in the works. That porridge used to be called as “magau” by us, because of the way a colleague used to pronounce it.
During a small break in the concrete filling (rare thing to happen), I rested the hoe on my chest and sat on the cement bags; then I looked to the faces of the collaborators in silence in that place which was in contrast with the inside of the monument, where there seemed to be an orchestra harmonizing with the sounds of the night.
I was really exhausted as all the other collaborators, and I could only think about the “magau” and stop for a while with the Rational Culture. I thought I might retrieve that later in my life, or maybe when I got older, at least I would be wiser to understand all that. And I guess the others there thought the same about how hard it was to accomplish this mission of being saved.
The smell of aniseed and cinnamon was in the air, it was the time of the “god’s nectar”. The smell of the porridge relieved my pain, soothing our anxiety to finish that day.
Suddenly, while we were all looking above, from over the monument the sky was torn as if someone cut it with a sword (it is nothing to do clairvoyance)! We were all flabbergasted without saying a word! Inside the breach in the sky, we could see another world of an amazing beauty which cannot be compared with anything in this world!
A landscape of infinit brightness, thousand times more beautiful than the stars, and from there an astounding body of silver light came down, landing on the monument’s roof and, then, went back to the same place.
After that beautiful body of energy had gone back, the immense breach in the sky closed down again and the stars went back to their normal position; we felt revigorated and we went back to our works. Hitherto we have been fixed on the Rational studies.
That very day, we saw our faces illuminating with joy and satisfaction! The hoes and shoves were now weightless; they were singing and dancing now with our bodies in a frenzy rythm after we had been reassured by the Rational World about our mission to set it up on Earth and obey our Master unconditionally.