"Galatea," Aiwass suddenly said, "you must have experienced it too—that era without light.
"The second sun extinguished, and the Sun God Mithra, who should have been born, was not. The earth was engulfed in darkness, coldness, and hunger turning everything into despair... I'm not wrong, am I."
"...Did you remember something?"
"No, I didn't. That was merely information that could be deduced."
Aiwass shook his head, speaking softly, "You said... 'all that heat was wasted,' but I don't think that's the case.
"The world at that time was much colder than it is now. Without the Sun's light, everything lost its life force.
"That 'heat' was never wasted. It merely changed the most fundamental environment, altering this world in the most imperceptible way."
"Thank you, Galatea. You compared me to the Sun—I do wish to become like the Sun."
Aiwass smiled, "Do you know why the Dawn Celestial Marshal became the third sun?"