Once upon a time...

Once upon a time, there was a prince. For simplicity let's call him X. X's father was a king. After his father, X was going to become the king. He had everything. Power, wealth and every comfort a man can dream for. But he got fed up with power, wealth and comfort and wanted to liberate himself. So he gave everything up and started to search for liberation. Then he found it. His philosophy was not specific to his race or community. It was meant for every human. X treated every human being as equal, not just the people from his community. He didn't stop at that. X said that all living beings should be treated with respect and kindness, not just the humans. A lot of people started to follow X's philosophy. There were Kings, Queens, rich people, poor people, beggars and even slaves. But one thing has to be remembered about X. He had renounced throne, political power, wealth. X's son, wife, step mother, half brother and almost all his cousins became X's followers. So when X's father died, there was nobody to claim the throne. So one could say that X practically put his own race in danger. But X's kindness towards all humans was much more greater than any race. X never claimed to be a god or a magician. He never claimed that he could cure the sick and bring dead back to life. He never blessed anybody by touching them. All he did was explain reality to his followers. He said that only forgiveness could end hatred.

About 600 years later a boy was born to a poor carpenter's wife. For simplicity let's call this boy Y. When Y grew up, he claimed that his real father was the god. And he proclaimed himself as the King of his tribe. He found a religion. Y claimed that he cured the sick and brought the dead back to life. He performed miracles like walking on water. He blessed his followers and anything he touched instantly became holy. Then the real king of Y's tribe got really mad with Y and had Y tortured and killed. However, Y's followers managed to spread his religion.

Y claimed that he was the king. (Or at least his followers did.) His followers managed to come to power in the largest empire known to man at that time. They were more powerful than kings. So in a way Y's wish came true. They even waged wars in the name of Y and added more land to the empire. Some of the followers of Y performed miracles and blessed people.

Meanwhile X's followers never waged any war in X's name. As X claimed they treated humans of all races as equal. Like X, they never performed magic or miracles and never blessed people by touching their foreheads. They treated everybody with respect, kindness and forgiveness. X's followers never tried to come to power.... Hey what am I talking about? Am I crazy? I shouldn't let my imagination run wild, and tell all wild stories, should I?