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Too Wise Too Young: The First Testimony of The Young Seer
Too Wise Too Young: The First Testimony of The Young Seer
Too Wise Too Young: The First Testimony of The Young Seer
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We are currently living in very weird times, and it's not just because the internet and social media has thwarted our national politics. Our society and economy are evolving at an accelerated pace, undergoing many meaningful shifts or transitions that aren't all very comfortable. And this is barely the beginning. We're developing technology and advancing in learning at a rate that is much more rapid than our parent's and grandparent's generations. Relatively new inventions are being replaced by newer, superior products or services at an almost head spinning rate — disrupting entire industries without much warning, nor redress for displaced workers.

The world is entering a stage of exponential technological advancement, and history shows us what happens when technology evolves faster than psychology: tragedy. Often on a global scale. Flawed, unreasonable thought-systems will always produce false expectations, harmful attitudes, and toxic cultures. Humanity is due for a software update - a paradigm shift. And the young seer has identified the source code, which is presented in this awe-inspiring tale.
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Release dateFeb 25, 2022
ISBN9781737626015
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    Too Wise Too Young - Jhani Travette

    Copyright © 2021 Jhani Travette.

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored, or transmitted by any means—whether auditory, graphic, mechanical, or electronic—without written permission of both publisher and author, except in the case of brief excerpts used in critical articles and reviews. Unauthorized reproduction of any part of this work is illegal and is punishable by law.

    ISBN: 9781737626015 

    This book is written for those who assume God exists or anyone willing to take God’s existence for granted for the sake of hearing an interesting point or thought-provoking story.

    The spirit of God is upon me because he has appointed me to provide a framework for spirituality in the 21st century.

    — The Young Seer

    Contents

    Preface 

    Chapter 1      Revelations 

    Chapter 2      Reflexions 

    Chapter 3      The Abyss 

    Chapter 4      School of Thought 

    Chapter 5      The Calling 

    Chapter 6      New Wine Paradigm 

    Chapter 7      Signs & Wonders 

    Epilogue 

    Acknowledgments 

    Appendix

    Preface

    Few things are scarier than the descent to rock bottom. Even fewer things are more empowering than surviving it. In doing so, you become thoroughly acquainted with hell itself as you learn to navigate the abyss. You come to know the backstreets, dark corners, and alleyways. You have stood in the shadow of death and become bedfellows with the depraved. Abandoned, isolated, hopeless, lost—yet you still managed to find a way out. Indeed, you made a way out.

    Even as you felt like you were drowning, you held on to the one thing that could never be taken away from you involuntarily: the will to live. What is there to fear now? The skills you have acquired at rock bottom, the network that you built, the knowledge you gained, none of it can be taken away. For you, rock bottom does not exist anymore. And now you will wield all of those resources like a righteous, flaming sword.

    The young seer, the central character of this text, is the subject of a divine experiment. He must overcome the miseducation of his formative years before discovering a secret that grants him the power to perform miracles. Undoing an entire childhood’s worth of mental conditioning is no small task. It requires one to take a deep dive into his or her own soul. It involves much pain, as it also means realizing and reliving past trauma.

    Still, it is a journey that prepares the seer to be a light source in seasons of darkness. This text chronicles the hills and valleys of one man’s undying quest to see with perfect clarity, an adventure that we are all called to embark upon in one way or another.

    In all beginnings dwells a magic force

    — Herman Hesse

    God is, by definition, all-powerful. In other words, all power or ability of any kind belongs to God completely. If all power belongs to God, then no person or thing could ever possess any power in any form that did not ultimately come from or originate within the Almighty. This includes political office, social influence, battery charge, thunderstorms, natural talents, physical strength, mental capacity, etc. Not even free will can escape this absolute. If all power belongs to God, then every decision ever made and every action ever taken draw on the same source: God . This includes good and evil.

    The boy sits physically quiet in his room, completely detached from his environment, utterly lost within his vibrant inner world, and eager to explore the implications of this insight. It was Heraclitus who said, For God, all things are good and right and just, but for man, some things are right, and others are not, a profound truth the Hebrew prophet, Isaiah, also stumbled upon centuries prior when it was scribed, "I form the light, and create darkness. I make peace and create evil. I, the I am, do all these things." Over the next few days, the boy continues to ruminate.

    The classical idea of God precludes individuality. This is not to say that we do not each, on a subjective level, experience a sense of individuality or feel like individuals living separate lives from other people. Still, our genuine, first-person experience, together with everyone else’s subjective lives, must come from and belong to God. If God is all-knowing, then all forms of knowledge are possessions of God, including consciousness or subjective experience. If God knows me better than I know me and can feel what I feel exactly as I feel it when I feel it, then God is essentially experiencing being me. All of us, therefore, are included in the omniscience of God as an essential part of it.

    And the notion of omnipresence only reinforces the point. Two things can not occupy the same space. If God is omnipotent, omniscient, and omnipresent, then we are one with God, by logical necessity.

    Despite being busy with studies and looking for work, these seemingly random insights continue to demand his attention.

    The boy is also busy packing to go home for the holidays. 2014 has been a rough year so far, so he could use some holiday cheer. He is eager to see his grandmother. She has been dangerously ill and has just been released from the hospital. Later he will learn that she has cancer, but she has kept it a secret from the family. Reportedly, no one has ever seen her this weak and fragile before, which is making some members of the family nervous.

    He wants to go and check things out for himself. He and his grandmother have always shared a special bond. He is her firstborn grandchild, the one she brags about to her friends and sisters. And she is his last living grandparent.

    He has about ninety minutes to get to the train station when the phone rings. It is his Aunt Rosita.

    Rosita: Hey, nephew, how are you?

    The boy: I’m ok, just packing up, getting ready to head out.

    Rosita: Oh, ok. I’m here with your grandmother. Do you want to talk with her?

    The boy: Nah, I’ll see her in a few…well yeah, lemme speak with her.

    Rosita: Ok. (In the background: Here, Ma. Someone’s on the phone for you.)

    Granny: [weak] Hello?

    The boy: [In a faux-British accent] ‘ello there, Grandmother dear!

    Granny: [clears throat to get into character; excitedly, in her own faux-British accent] Well, ‘ello there, grandson!

    The boy: ‘ow are you?

    Granny: I was sick for a minute there. [She’s lapsed back into her real voice again.] And I’m still a bit dizzy from the vertigo, but granny’s alive—to God be the glory.

    The boy: I can sense in your voice that you don’t have all your strength, but I sure can tell that you have your right mind…so I know everything will be alright.

    Granny: Oh yeah. And as long as I got my right mind, I’m going to give God all the glory. You hear me, son?

    The boy: I hear you. I’m actually heading out in a few. I should be down there in about four hours.

    Granny: Oh, ok! How are you gettin’ here?

    The boy: I’m taking the train. Aunt Rosita is picking me up. But it would probably be best if you didn’t spend too much energy talking to me. I just wanted to hear your voice, to get a sense of how you’re doing.

    Granny: Oh, yeah, I’ll be alright.

    The boy: Well, my ride is here. I gotta go now.

    Granny: Oh, alright. Granny love ya, now.

    The boy: Love you too, grandma. See you soon.

    They are not an emotionally expressive family, so grandma’s salutation at the end of the conversation clues him in to the fact that she too considers this a serious time. Until now, Grandma never even said goodbye before ending a telephone conversation. She would just let out a barely audible and unintelligible mmh before hanging up. The boy always found this puzzling and amusing, but he would grow used to it over time, much like everyone else.

    Once he situates himself on the train, he puts on his EarPods to drown out all external sonic distractions. He chooses to play music with no words. As the soothing music plays, he regulates his breathing and lays back into his chair, sinking into his deep inner world again. He wants to focus on his thoughts from earlier, but his spirit takes him elsewhere this time.

    As the train reaches its cruising speed, he is carried away in a vision to a mountain to listen in on a conversation between God and Moses, the most prominent seer of Judaism. He is interested in Moses’s line of thought just as he is in God’s responses to Moses’s questions.

    Given that he is fully acquainted with the story of Moses, he understands his conversation with God to be pivotal for the day and the task Moses was designated to complete. A great seer is usually born at the twilight of a new age. The Jewish people were on the verge of experiencing a major awakening or a transformational shift in thought and consciousness, which would bring freedom and force them to do away with outdated worldviews and customs. Moses’s message to his people was essentially the message of all the great seers: A new age of progress and evolution is upon us, so change your way of thinking.

    Most people recoil from the uncertainty that comes with change, especially when their lives and identities are profoundly tied to old thinking. Humans can even become dangerously dedicated to a lie and opposed to the truth when they are more familiar with the lie. This innate tendency to reject new truth makes the seer’s arrival all the more important. Seers are less susceptible to intellectual dishonesty than most people. Their brains are wired in a way that compels them psychologically to seek and embrace truth regardless of its inconvenience. Their visions require openness to novel information, brutal honesty, and objectivity. Their formidable analytical skills allow them to discern the fundamental nature of things and determine outcomes unbeknownst to most people. Great seers can break beyond the limits of physical and social perception to grasp things imperceptible to most and predict the future with accuracy and detail. At any given time, people who possess this capacity only make up 2 percent to 4 percent of the population. Of those, only a few will master these skills enough to be considered authoritative—leaders in society with ingeniously shrewd insight and unparalleled foresight.

    Willful blindness or a preference for darkness is anathema to seers, as it is to God. Still, humanity can be stubborn, and Moses’s task was to convince a nation of unsuspecting people of his vision.

    It was not good enough for Moses’ generation to understand or relate to God the way their ancestors did. Even while they were oppressed, they had evolved with society and technology. They required more from the divine than their predecessors, especially if they were to achieve freedom from their bondage. Moses was aware of this. His political instincts, along with (perhaps more crucially) his own cynicism, made him anticipate the questions he would need to answer to be believed by the people, and rightfully so, as extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence. If you claim to speak for God, offering freedom from a brutal tyrant, then you better be able to back it up. His cross-examination of God had to be tougher than any challenge anyone skeptical of his vision could launch against him. If he were to convince the people, God must first persuade him. They may ask, what is God’s name?, thought Moses, knowing he would need to prove his personal relationship with the deity for whom he claimed to speak.

    Go, assemble the elders of Israel and say to them, The I Am, the God of your fathers—the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob—appeared to me and said: I have watched over you and have seen what has been done to you in Egypt.

    And I have promised to bring you up out of your misery in Egypt into the land of the Canaanites, Hittites, Amorites, Perizzites, Hivites, and Jebusites--a land flowing with milk and honey. – Exodus 3:16-17

    God’s conversation with Moses impresses upon the boy, eliciting more intrigue. He perceives things he has never realized before and thereby gets the point of the vision. But he does not yet understand why he is directed to focus on this now.

    The train arrives at 11:30 pm, thirty minutes late. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. The boy desperately needs to do some shopping for gifts—all his shopping, in fact—so he is not likely to get to see his grandmother until Christmas day. Every year, the family does a gift exchange, which includes a game involving gag gifts. Every year, the boy forgets to purchase the $10 gag gift and is only reminded of it when someone announces that the game will soon begin. He usually redeems himself with a makeshift, last-minute gift by finding an envelope, card, bag, or box to place ten dollars or a little more inside. This year is no different.

    Two things are notably different, however. The first is how out of it his grandmother is on Christmas day, while the second is something she says during the gag gift-exchange game.

    The boy is surprised that the vitality in his grandmother’s voice a couple of days ago is no longer there. Her health seemed to have deteriorated quickly, as now she struggles to get out a sentence and spends most of the day resting upstairs. He has never seen her in such a fragile state.

    She finally makes the trip downstairs from her bedroom to the living room where the family gathers, but doing so appears to have taken a great deal of energy out of her. And it is becoming more and more likely that she will not be able to make it back upstairs to her bedroom independently. She is on chemotherapy pills, and they are noticeably taking their toll.

    Still, Grandma musters up enough energy throughout the evening to ask a question, make a joke, or even roast someone. When it was her turn to choose from the gag gifts, she requested assistance from the boy in a way that surprised him a little. All of the gag gifts are mysteries hidden beneath the wrapping paper. And Grandma’s sight has been deteriorating for years. Use that all-seeing eye, she says to him—to choose which gift would be of most value to her.

    The size of the gift can be deceiving in this game. Large or small, there is no way to know what is actually in the package. Thinking out loud while selecting your gift is a big part of the game, often drawing laughter. And the family is well aware of the boy’s intuitive abilities, like when as a kid, he predicted the year grandma would eventually retire from her job. So everybody chuckled at her comment about his all-seeing eye. Still, he never heard her (or anyone for that matter) refer to his flashes of clairvoyance with such phrasing, suggesting that he looked at the world through the eyes of God. It was uniquely validating.

    Nonetheless, he dodges her request by quipping in return, My hour has not yet come.

    Much like Moses, the boy had yet to understand who he is.

    Hours pass, and the evening wears on.

    It just so happens that the boy has been frequenting the gym for the past couple of months, so he is physically prepared for what is, to him, increasingly inevitable. His mind resolves a problem that would not dawn on the family until the end of the night. Either someone would have to carry Grandma upstairs to bed, or she would have to sleep downstairs alone on the couch. And Grandma is still heavy, despite her recent weight loss. But downstairs can get pretty cold in the middle of the night, so the boy allowed no debate. By the time everyone had caught up in thinking, he had already made a decision. After all, he was the only one strong enough to lift and carry her.

    Getting Grandma upstairs takes a chunk of energy out of the boy. It takes a while, but he successfully carries her up. He is later found downstairs catching his breath and waiting to leave when his aunt comes to him and says, Your grandmother wants you to pray for her before we leave.

    It is now the third time tonight that grandma has caught him off guard.

    Although this request is not particularly out of character for grandma (she, as much of the family, is very religious), it is awkward for the boy. He has not really explained to his family that he is no longer devout and has not been so for about five years now.

    Even so, his grandmother’s request intrigues him because it follows her all-seeing eye comment. It is as if she sensed or discovered something in her medicated, quasi-sober state of mind that the boy had yet to realize about himself. It is how words of prayer or a psalm have been coming to him in pieces throughout the entire evening. That these were random ideas no longer seemed to be the case. Subconsciously, he is putting together pieces of a puzzle that has yet to reveal itself fully. Inwardly, it manifests as a sort of spiritual curiosity to the boy, so he consents to pray without indicating that he senses something deeper at play.

    At the moment, his aunts, Rosita and Evette, are changing her into her pajamas and preparing her for bed, so he has a couple more minutes to rest. Out of six children, they are her only daughters. Their personalities are as different as their skin complexions. Evette, the youngest, is introverted and makes decisions primarily based on her personal experiences and idiosyncrasy. Rosita is more extraverted and more considerate of others’ values when making decisions.

    When grandma is decently dressed, they give him the signal to come upstairs. The stairs squeak as the boy saunters back up

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