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 luminosity. A buzz that increased its frequency made his body explode in millions of luminous particles and he lived in each one of them at the same time. A powerful electric shock preceded a thunder. Suddenly, he felt his consciousness scattered in millions of consciences and at the same time he sharply perceived, the birth of his distress, the need to recover each and every one of the scattered consciences, to fully and completely rebuild his identity. That was the true search.

When Night Eagle awoke, he was alone. The old man with long white hair had left, leaving him a water gourd and a container with toasted corn. He looked for the old man around and the only thing he found, were his footprints in the sand heading to the west and disappeared on the beach towards the sea.

The warrior walked for seven moons along the coast. During the day he walked without thinking. His mind was blank and opened his vision, without focusing on anything in particular. He just felt throughout his body. Over the days, he began to feel the ocean spoke to him, the Sun, the vegetation. He heard without sounds and words, the dialogue of life.

Every now and then, in the afternoon, Night Eagle saw a bonfire burning in the distance and when he reached it, there were always fish and gourds with corn and water. And throughout those nights, the old white-haired man came to his dreams and without talking accompanied him, inspiring in him an immense feeling of tranquility and spiritual peace.

Through the walk, with the perception wings fully extended, sweeping from the earth to the sky; the warrior began to recover the energy that he once had internally. By the long and exhausting walks without thinking, Night Eagle not only had managed to temper his spirit, but his body strangely strengthened dramatically. It seemed that by not wasting energy with thoughts and by capturing surrounding energy, thanks to keeping