I have learned a few things about storms, be these in life, or other storms. In all my journeys, I have understood the meaning of life pretty well.

Sometimes, you will feel the boat rocking, and you will know that drowning is near. You will understand the risk of life and her importance.

Beautiful will be the days of you sailing and saying: "May the Gods be praised for their great sunsets, that I can see, and feel and for the salt I smell, inside that sea".

Yet the day arrives sometimes, when the kindness of the above, will disappear. This is where your call will truly be heard. Where the call of nobody else will be present. Then, you shall be called.

The world shall turn against you, the tides will turn, and they will fight to submerge your eternal spirit. And your spirit shall fight of the victory over what it can seemingly not surmount.

We are a ship, going through the infinite seas, inside the wild forces of life. And one will think sometimes, that one must even leave the wheel. Yet something inside you will tell you "Truly, I must hold that wheel". And you won't know clearly why that is the case. Because right now, your path is not open in front of you. The sea does hide your path, but your eternal soul, above all seas, does see it clearly.

The heart of a man shall be decided not by the tribulation, but on if they have held the wheel. That's where the Gods judge: "Did you, my child, hold the wheel, through thick and thin? Have you held the wheel?"

For you were made, not to necessarily control all the seas, but to learn how to hold the wheel. All you have to do is extend your hands and say, "Lord Gods, I believe I can.". This is where you will have transcended faith.

So next time you see the tides rising, you must put all your faith in Them and you must tell Them, "Please, Great Gods, my hands are strong and here is my wheel. I am here, laying inside the essence of life, inside her great journey. I pray to you only, so that my hands can hold the wheel."

While many pray for comfort, the wise being shall pray for fighting for greater things, to encounter the above. For it is only in this moment you and yourself will come in contact. This is where you will see your true self, inside the tides, against the obstacles, when you struggle against the deciding hand of fate.

And remember from me that: When the ship will rock, you must look forward and into the stars. Look not into the seas, for they try to deceive you. Look only on your hands and look only on the stars. For we are all daughters and sons of the ones above.

May all of you, who are holding wheels, have the firmest hands. But you must believe in your hands. It's your hands that keep my hands, and it's my hands that are keeping yours. We are singular, we are one. Let no deception and no sea ever deceive none of us of this fact.

Some of you tell me that you will leave the wheel. Others believe you can hold it forever. But the truth is beyond disbelief and belief. Let the delusion of choice be blotted out, for we were not made for this, let the actions speak louder than any words.

We were made to hold the wheel and look into the unknown. We are the travelers of the depths. You wanted to see your depths; now, you shall see them. They will be given to you, as you requested. And in them you will discover the nature of your power and your wisdom.

My brothers and sisters, hold your wheels! The day will come where you are all shinning in the heavens, believe in me when I tell you, open your hearts to me to receive this message. We are all together, travelers into eternity.

My Zarathustra's, hold your wheel. Hold it tightly, until you break them. Accept no other shore than the promised shore, accept no light but the final one, the one that will be the greatest one, the brightest one. The light that cries to jump outside your heart, to say finally: "Here I am, I have been born, I have been born anew."

You will all be one day, what you know you are. So hold the wheel...

-High Priest Zevios Metathronos