Mango, a rather small Indian man

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54. Just then a tall figure in a long white robe floated into the scene

It wasn't like He walked. He was beautiful, but somehow seemed ageless.

He said, "Why is it you struggle so? Do you think you should be elsewhere? Are not all things in perfect order?
Am I in the right place? Can I be somewhere else? Can't you see that this is all yours? Your own creation?"

Mango said, "Well, it's all so confusing, one moment I think I have it together then the next I think I'm going crazy! What is your name anyway?"

"They are known to call me Zar."

"Zar, where are we, how did we get here?"

Mango, "Well, I dunno, one moment I was daydreaming, and the next thing I new, poof!"

Zar: "Well, Mr. Mango, if you can't control your mind or intentions, who can?"