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"What happened to you last night was the beginning of a battle of power. The scenes that you
beheld were the seat of power. Someday they will make sense to you; those scenes are most
meaningful."
"Can you tell me their meaning yourself, don Juan?"
"No. Those scenes are your own personal conquest which you cannot share with anyone. But
what happened last night was only the beginning, a skirmish. The real battle will take place when
you cross that bridge. What's on the other side? Only you will know that. And only you will know
what's at the end of that trail through the forest. But all that is something that may or may not
happen to you. In order to journey through those unknown trails and bridges one must have
enough power of one's own."
"What happens if one doesn't have enough power?"
"Death is always waiting, and when the warrior's power wanes death simply taps him. Thus, to
venture into the unknown without any power is stupid. One will only find death."
I was not really listening. I kept on playing with the idea that the dry meat may have been the
agent that had caused the hallucinations. It appeased me to indulge in that thought.
"Don't tax yourself trying to figure it out," he said as if he were reading my thoughts. "The
world is a mystery. This, what you're looking at, is not all there is to it. There is much more to the
world, so much more, in fact, that it is endless. So when you're trying to figure it out, all you're
really doing is trying to make the world familiar. You and I are right here, in the world that you
call real, simply because we both know it. You don't know the world of power, therefore you
cannot make it into a familiar scene."
"You know that I really can't argue your point," I said. "But my mind can't accept it either."
He laughed and touched my head lightly.
"You're really crazy," he said. "But that's all right. I know how difficult it is to live like a
warrior. If you would have followed my instructions and performed all the acts I have taught you,
you would by now have enough power to cross that bridge. Enough power to see and to stop the
world."
"But why should I want power, don Juan?"
"You can't think of a reason now. However, if you would store enough power, the power itself
will find you a good reason. Sounds crazy, doesn't it?"
"Why did you want power yourself, don Juan?"
"I'm like you. I didn't want it. I couldn't find a reason to have it. I had all the doubts that you
have and never followed the instructions I was given, or I never thought I did; yet in spite of my
stupidity I stored enough power, and one day my personal power made the world collapse."
"But why would anyone wish to stop the world?"
"Nobody does, that's the point. It just happens. And once you know what it is like to stop the
world you realize there is a reason for it. You see, one of the arts of the warrior is to collapse the
world for a specific reason and then restore it again in order to keep on living."
I told him that perhaps the surest way to help me would be to give me an example of a specific
reason for collapsing the world.
He remained silent for some time. He seemed to be thinking what to say.
"I can't tell you that," he said. "It takes too much power to know that. Someday you will live
like a warrior, in spite of yourself; then perhaps you will have stored enough personal power to
answer that question yourself.
"I have taught you nearly everything a warrior needs to know in order to start off in the world,
storing power by himself. Yet I know that you can't do that and I have to be patient with you. I
know for a fact that it takes a lifelong struggle to be by oneself in the world of power."

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