Narratio Divinae

The true greatness of life is not to live for yourself, but to write a story so spectacular that God himself lives it through you.

In a deep dream, where the boundaries of reality blurred, a wise old man, with eyes as bright as stars, handed me an obsidian key, cold and heavy in his palm. It was no ordinary key; it did not open physical doors, but the path to forgotten understandings.

"This is the key to consciousness," he whispered, his voice echoing from an ancient cave. "Open it and you will see the truth of existence."

When I turned the key into nothingness, a portal of light suddenly opened, and from its depths a revelation resounded, powerful and eternal: "Only one thing matters in this world: the story you write and that God lives through you."

Then I realized that there is a spark within me – an invincible, powerful spirit that feels everything I feel, knows what I think, lives the epic of my life as a sacred story. It accompanies me in every adventure, in every suffering and triumph. And this spirit is God, the unseen fluid. As an invisible witness to every step I take, feeling what I feel, it does not matter to it whether I soar with joy or fall into the abyss of pain; but it remains with me to the end.

Can you transform the thread of your own existence into a visual composition that broadens your horizons, so that each step becomes a divine manifestation that transcends reality?

In the same dream, a sign appeared to me, pulsating to the rhythm of the heart of the universe. It was something mysterious, so complex, vibrating beyond all reason. In a way, it was revealed to me that it is not enough to live by a simple breath, but that I must create a story that shakes the heavens and makes God experience a cosmic miracle. And, on a clear night, under stars that sparkled like the sparks of eternity, I heard, as if again, a murmur of the heart, coming as if from an abyss:

"Write your life as a sacred story, full of turmoil and miracles, for only in this way do you move the One who inhabits you."

I understood then that my mission was not to survive a world created from dreams, but to become a Narratio Mirabilis, a living story that reflected the divine. From that moment on, I chose to live each challenge as a chapter of a living legend, knowing that every struggle, every wound, every triumph is an offering to the story that makes God exist through me. It was exactly like in the movie Dune, where the hero Paul Atreides was haunted by prophetic visions in his dream, foreshadowing a great destiny and an almost divine mission to guide humanity, even if it involved immense sacrifices and a profound understanding of the interconnectedness of the universe.

Can you simultaneously be the creator and witness of a double of yourself, transcending the boundaries of the story that testifies to who you have become?

Even now, the call from the dream haunts me: "Write your story as boldly as possible and then live it until your last breath."Basically, a mission had been revealed to me: to fight against Nothingness, to embrace the unknown, to escape from the ordinary everyday. God likes challenges that push his own creation to the limit and, through it, his own essence. For this reason, I had to go alone on an uncertain, dangerous journey, without any weapons, with only an obsidian key on my chest - a symbol of faith, to guide and protect me. It was exactly the key in the dream.

In parallel with me, God – omnipresent witness to my story – had to live everything I was experiencing, feeling everything as if He Himself were there, in my place. I was the character in the story, and God was the reader experiencing the most intense emotions through my story.

One thing is certain. Of the thousands and thousands of generations that the earth has had since it was created, few have been able to transform their lives into something thrilling and miraculous, worthy of a story from "One Thousand and One Nights" – like Ali Baba, Aladdin, Sinbad the Sailor.

And God, the superiority that comes from the depths of time, I don't think he would want to live a life devoid of the miracle of an immortal story. And yet, this is the world we live in: an illusion that dissipates, an ephemeral mirage, resembling stardust. Most are content just to live, and that's it, without creating a spectacular story from which it would emerge that, look: " I myself was a miracle on earth."

Can you build your creative path as a living legend, where every spontaneous gesture becomes a projection of your inner image, and every moment of revelation turns into a testament to greatness?

I once read a true story, truly thrilling, about a man who escaped consecutively from two concentration camps during the Second World War – from Auschwitz and then from Dachau. Impossible, but true, I assure you that that man knew how to tell an amazing story and live it just as amazingly. Here, in all that harsh and merciless world, dark with terror, marked by cruelty, someone managed something spectacular, out of the ordinary – like a bright spark, and this without any help, without any miraculous tool. This is the miracle: the proof of a faith that probably amazed even God, making Him live a fragment of the sublime triumph of a mortal.

And God knows this better than anyone. The only way to eternity is to live spectacular lives, lives that don't bore you.

At some point, when my story takes wings to eternity, beyond all human expectations, I would like to be able to say what an escapee from the infernal camps of Nothingness said: "On a starless night, the road forked, and I, I chose the one less traveled by – and that made all the difference."

Listening to your sacred calling means becoming a living story, integrating courage and faith in the face of the unknown that opens your horizons.

Narratio Divinae symbolizes the odyssey of a sacred journey, through which the one who lives a heroic life becomes the very story that God embodies. Knowing this, I think of the words that the hero in The Matrix uttered at one point:

"I don't know the future. I didn't come to tell you how it ends; I came to tell you how it begins."