SKIP007: 📢I reach you out, brothers and sisters🔊
Dimension: SKIP - Super Short Stories
Author: Peter Matthew Check
Date: June 4, 2025
"I address you, brothers and sisters. As you know, I, too, call myself a brother. I am not a pastor to you, I am not a father or a superior, not a wise man or a so-called superman.
I stand on the same step as you. I do not try to exalt myself, because I am not exalted. And therefore, call me brother – because I am your spiritual brother.
We are all brothers and sisters descending from the line of Adam and Eve. Since the dawn of time, since the beginning of creation, the human race has branched out, and all of us who are here become its inseparable part.
We are kin by the blood of our great mother and great father – Adam and Eve.
Many people found their way to my heart. Many times I asked, first myself and then God, why this was so? And then I understood it, perhaps by inspiration, perhaps by inner intuition or an inner voice.
There is no spiritual difference between all of us. Between the beings inhabiting this Earth—this planet. The differences lie in the degree of knowledge, in the distance of the path we are paving toward the light...
And that is why I urge you. Love one another and be good to each other!"
The man finished speaking. The year was 2025, and he stood in front of a department store, speaking to the dull, consumerist crowd walking around him to shop.
There was no applause. He was met with indifference and, at best, sympathetic, pitying glances.
Let's move fifty years ahead: to the year 2075.
By the will of God, a modern politician gives an absolutely identical speech at his rally. He is adored, rewarded with thunderous applause, and people lift him onto their shoulders and carry him through the city like an icon, shouting slogans from his speech.
This young man, for the same words that God again put into his mouth, is awaiting the lavish office of the Prime Minister of a global government.
His colleague, fifty years prior, only garnered indifference and contempt and died in oblivion.
What does this imply?
That every wise speech needs its time and its audience.
If it is spoken too soon, it perishes in misunderstanding, but if it is spoken at a time when the audience that is to listen to it has already matured to its greatness, then it becomes legendary. Let us truly reflect on what has just been said. The power of the message, its impact, or rather its reach, is not dependent on how strong a truth it contains.
Many wise words, spoken by wise people, fall daily like crumbs from the table onto the floor, and contemporary society merrily sweeps them under the rug.
And this short story easily proves it.
