Who Is Mevakesh?
His name means “The One Who Seeks.”
Not a prophet. Not a priest—just a man.
A man with questions that wouldn’t let him go.
He grew up in a small town, where truth was inked but rarely lived.
Where sermons echoed louder than Scripture, and tradition often overshadowed the Way.
In his father’s restaurant, over vats of soup and the hum of kitchen life, Mevakesh began to ask:
What if we’ve missed something? What if there’s more? What if the truth is older than what we’ve been told?
This is his journey.
A path back through the pages of time.
A return to the Ancient Way.
A search not for religion—but for Reality.
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The Seeker
Mevakesh
Confession of the One Who is Waking Up
By one who walks the Ancient Path
I did not come here looking for a revolution.
I only wanted truth.
But now that I have tasted it,
I can never again be satisfied with what is false.
I am no longer asleep.
The veil has lifted.
The lies that once soothed me now sting.
The truths I now see sometimes unsettle me—
But they stir something far deeper…
They stir my soul’s remembrance.
I am waking up.
Not into rebellion.
But into return.
I am beginning to see that the stories I was told were not the whole story.
That doctrines built on shifting sand cannot hold the weight of eternity.
That what I thought was the pinnacle of faith was only the foothills.
And that the mountain… the real mountain… still waits.
I hear echoes now—
Echoes of a Voice that once thundered,
Calling a people into covenant.
Not religion.
Not ritual.
But relationship.
I was twelve when I first felt the spark.
But life, tradition, and time buried it under layers of noise.
Now, the fire stirs again.
And it is not consuming me.
It is purifying me.
I do not know all things.
I am not always sure.
But this I do know:
I am drawing nearer to 'Abba',
And He is drawing nearer to me.
So I will walk forward—
Even when it’s lonely.
Even when it’s hard.
Even when others call me lost.
Because I have seen the Ancient Path beneath the ruins.
And I cannot unsee it.
I cannot go back.
I will walk toward the Voice.
I will rise with the remnant.
I will return to the Covenant.
And I will remember who I am.
This journey is not for the faint of heart. It’s for those willing to remember what they’ve forgotten…