An illusory, everyday occurrence came to an epiphany, the
to unlocking a whole new universe of knowledge for Reinhold
Kusche. Of course, so far, it was nothing we have not seen a
million times in the world. We
believe that many human beings
have already experienced the following anecdote.
spring 2008, his heart seems to be wide open Reinhold Kusche
the higher realities in the world around him, and in
the universe. In the
beginning of his spiritual search has asked
for answers over and over again.
On that day Reinhold Kusche was sitting in a café at the edge
of the road in the
heart of Straubing. He wanted to relax after a
busy working day. In the close
circle of a friend and her
children they enjoyed the entertaining atmosphere in
evening. Remarkably enough, there was an unexpectedly large
between the tables positioned along the roadsides. The
main street winded it's
way through the city. The uneven
asphalt glistened and gleamed in the last rays
for a brief moment, Mr Kusche had
simply left his seat
to fetch some sugar
sachets - served in coffee houses.
Meanwhile Katharina - the
friend`s daughter - used the
unobserved moment to prepare
a prank on Reinhold.
he had turned back he found plenty of emptied sugar
sachets. They lay wildly
scattered over a large area on the tray.
But at this sight Mr Kusche thought
nothing special – he
always preferred his coffee unsweetened. He took a seat
and grasped at the cup of coffee. The freshly brewed coffee
premium beans imparted a feeling of melancholy.
Mr Kusche raised the cup to the
mouth and sipped it. Small
clouds of steam floated above the hot drink. Suddenly
Katharina`s voice traveled into Mr. Kusche`s ears: »Don`t you realize
smiled brightly with an innocent expression.
some sugar into your coffee«, Katharina said with a mischievous smile.
talking all these words the first sip of coffee sensitized his taste buds … Mr
Kusche looked disgusted. He fiercely put the cup on the table and he was quite
at this campaign. ›Have you really taken leave of your senses?«, he
said reproachfully to
Katharina. Mr Kusche stared helplessly into the faces of
the people. His head being
slightly turned to the left, he looked at Katharina
out of the corners of his eyes. At this
very moment Katharina gave her mother
conspiratorially a wink.
»I was only joking«, she said mellifluously but the
sardonic laughter was a sinister omen!
»I only have added some sugar crystals
into your coffee. However now, he could still see
the crystals slightly melted
at the bottom of the cup.
Mr Kusche`s sense of relief was clearly visible.
But in the next moment he wondered:
›But how is it possible that the coffee has
tasted extremely sugary - although it was not
There he was sitting
on the chair with his chin in his hands. He raised sceptically his
he was mulling over new concepts.
»What are you thinking about?«, the
Katharina`s mother asked with astonishment.
Suddenly he was painfully aware of
the magic and the illusion he had experienced. His
faith could move mountains
and change realities. Only his belief that he has drunk a
beverage tended him to suggest that the coffee tasted like honey. ›Has
mistaken?‹, he looked contemplatively. Then Mr Kusche had a hunch. ›My very
thoughts are responsible for my emotions and I`m creating all these sentiments -
must be the truth! On the other hand how could it be possible that I have
this unmistakeable taste sensation?‹ He thanked Katharina from the
bottom of his heart.
During the night became restless and impatient because
many questions animated him
which kept him thinking until the wee hours of the
night. He was absorbed in thoughts.
Mr Kusche directed his gaze into the past as
he observed situations taking place in
various regions of the world and in a
variety of situations with various goals. He
shuddered at images of childhood
memories ' suffering because the history revivified in a
special way as if they
He saw himself as the victim - until that date this was
his most successful acting role.
Everyone was responsible for his emotions –
apart from himself. But now Mr Kusche
became aware of a new idea.
am the creator of my own world of feeling.
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