Love Your Enemies

Gerd is a sceptical thinking man, who questions everything, yet never found the answers he was seeking. He had no belief in spiritual questions due to the lack of scientific evidence.Then one day at the age of 35, he started a perfectly normal day only to find himself on a bench overlooking the sea. He was joined by a mysterious old man called Raphael, who uncannily knew everything about him.This wise old man proceeded to answer Gerd's deepest questions as to the meaning of life, why there is good and evil, what happens in the afterlife, reincarnation and more importantly The real reasons why we are here on this Earth, what we are here to learn and why we should love our enemies.This fascinating narrative covers a wide range of philosophical questions, providing answers to the most fundamental questions of life and death, based on over 25 years of research by the author into the hereafter. By presenting this information in story form, the reader is drawn into the conversation in a way no text book ever could. The conclusions of this story will be life changing for all who read it.

Gerd Steeger wrote his first extensive computer programs under DOS 6.2.2 back in the 1980s. His logical mind and social background did not allow him to believe in what we would today call spiritual knowledge, until he was 35 years old. Everything had to be logically understandable, verifiable and provable under controlled conditions. He opened up to spirituality literally on a step by step basis, after he had been exposed to a number of differing events that challenged his whole world-view and could not be scientifically explained. From this point on, the author opened himself up to completely new concepts and made extraordinary experiences, without losing his grounding. Many of his findings that have been written down in this book are actually non-fiction, yet encased in a fictional narrative to tell it in story form, so that he can share his experiences with other people in a more compelling way.

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Gerd Steeger wrote his first extensive computer programs under DOS 6.2.2 back in the 1980s. His logical mind and social background did not allow him to believe in what we would today call spiritual knowledge, until he was 35 years old. Everything had to be logically understandable, verifiable and provable under controlled conditions. He opened up to spirituality literally on a step by step basis, after he had been exposed to a number of differing events that challenged his whole world-view and could not be scientifically explained. From this point on, the author opened himself up to completely new concepts and made extraordinary experiences, without losing his grounding. Many of his findings that have been written down in this book are actually non-fiction, yet encased in a fictional narrative to tell it in story form, so that he can share his experiences with other people in a more compelling way.

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The Mysterious Raphael

I left the residential area, wearing a T-shirt and crossed the street, in order to be able to later reach the beach promenade, from the other side of the street. At over 25°C, it was unusually warm for the month of March. After a pleasant walk, the beach lay directly before me.

The light brown sandy beach stretched out in front of me, which was sparsely used, as the water was still quite cold and you very rarely see people bathing in the sea, at this time of the year. Only the toughest tourists, probably from the Scottish Highlands or Iceland, spend their nice holidays, here. The colour of the water was blue/grey and changed to a light blue on the horizon, which in turn led to a deep blue sky.

I can hardly put into words, the beauty that was revealed to me. It wasn't the first time I had been here, but everything seemed to be different that day. On the wayside, lured by the warmth of spring, beautiful violet flowers lined up, interrupted only by the green bushes and palm trees. A warm wind gently grazed my skin. With the sight of the sea and the wide horizon, more and more peace and tranquillity returned to me. A form of serenity gradually spread within me. In silence I stood here surrounded by the impressive beauty of nature that offered itself to me, the music of the waves when they broke and the infinity of the moment.

I took a seat on a bench, overlooking the sea. The sounds of the sea seemed like a symphony to me, simply reassuring. A light, pleasantly warm breeze continued to sweep over my body. I closed my eyes with the aim of giving myself completely to nature. I demanded complete serenity and peace within myself. But as much as I longed for it, I could not find perfect inner peace. My thoughts were always shooting through my head like hundreds of vehicles on the highway. I tried, as I have tried for some time, to see sense in all the injustices happening in the world. No matter how hard I tried to look at everything impartially, as in the Lao-Tze story, something in me always demanded answers, logically comprehensible explanations. It almost seemed as if I could not find my inner peace without answers to all these questions. Like a restless person, constantly searching for the meaning of life, for the meaning of everything that reveals itself to me and emerges before my eyes. Spontaneously, I remembered the words of a businessman who had a good heart, but who was still an atheist: "Gerd, if there was a God, he would be quite perverted. Look around you! Look at the people, how they behave. Look at how many good people live in misery, through no fault of their own. Which kind of God can approve of this?"

Despite my eloquence, I was unable to answer him, not even attempting to find counter-arguments. Inside I knew he was wrong, but it would have been a rhetorical feat to question his statement with good counter-arguments. While many thoughts were shooting through my head, I continued to listen, with closed eyes, to the singing of the birds, the voices of children playing, the footsteps of passing people who also felt attracted to the beauty of the area on this cloudless day. Furthermore, I tried to enjoy nature and to bring peace in my head, to find inner peace. I then noticed steps getting louder and louder of a person approaching me. Disconcerted, I opened my eyes and noticed that a slim, older man was coming towards me. I was sure that I had never seen this man before, yet I had an inner certainty of somehow knowing him. He came up to me and asked to share the bench with me to rest. I immediately agreed and asked him to sit on the other end of the bench. With his rigid gaze and deep-set eyes, he looked at me without wasting a word. To lighten up the situation, I reached out my hand to him in order to introduce myself when he interrupted with the words: "You don't have to tell me your name, I know who you are." From a person whom I have demonstrab