The hour had struck. Time began to flow in its designated channel. People
were searching for those who were nearer and dearer to their Hearts. Many
united in groups, forming societies knitted together by a single idea or aspiration.
The idea of good or evil was that connecting link around which communities
were organized.
Humanity had made the Final Choice — in favour of Good. Evil therefore
decided to change this Progress of Evolutionary Movement towards the Light,
and to lay decisive battle against the idea of Peace. Thus began a series of global
wars.
The Fireflies died, unable to withstand the attacks on their perishable bodies.
But the Immortal Souls departed heavenward and, once again robed in human
skins, returned to the Earth with strength derived from the Immortal Fires. They
resumed the battle the darkness had imposed on them. Stars were supporting
their chosen ones, unceasingly strengthening their Hearts with the currents of
Love. Aglow with the thought of Good and Light, the Loving Hearts of the
Fireflies were being immersed into pitch darkness, where their mission was to
sow the Seeds of Love. The gloom of ignorance again and again erected solid
walls of misunderstanding between the Bearers of Light and dormant
consciousnesses. Evil knew that he could still find a great number of willing
servants among the slumbering souls.
