Multi-Dimensional Space Traveller
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An operative of the higher intelligence organizations, hidden by an indian
face, a small body and a dark cloak. Agility, magic and skill poised against greater
numbers, tainted emotions and brute strength. |
Born high in the mountains of Bolivia where the air is very
thin. Grew up very sure of himself and his abilities in the midst of a whole neighborhood
of kids and adults for whom he was always the center of attention |
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One morning, a small apparition of the Virgin
appeared in his room: a crystalline little being that looked like a woman. He was scared,
he started crying and it went away. |
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"We are a secret guerrilla
organization, we keep the Cosmos moving. We give life and maintain consciousness." |
"There was three generations of the
family, all living together." |
Tretuz likes the trees, the life and moistness of the plants.
He prefers to move at night, quietly sliding over the leaves and little branches of the
forests. |
"I was always the best at
everything I tried and I was proud of it!" |
Tretuz creates doors between dimensions to
fulfill his many missions, to deliver messages across the dark emptiness of the vacumm and
teach the secret skills to the locals. |
His mother wanted to come to the United States, so the whole
family crossed the border illegally when he was still very young. His father and
hims crossed over land, in a mad dash of desperate running. |
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Upon arrival, they lived in little rundown apartment on
Mission street, with some other Bolivian people. Lots of little girls following him around
everywhere, drug dealers across the street and the mysterious world of Walgreens just
around the corner. |
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Tretuz teaches the use of strings and of the
hands to open gaps in reality through which new energy, information and consciousness can
flow through. Some locals may eventually become operatives just as he is. |
In school, it was hard to realize that he had
moved to a different country. There were so many Latinos that it just seemed like a
variation on his original home. |
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The seed, as always, comes from beyond space
and time but Tretuz grew and learned within the continuum. His studies span many
lifetimes, and started in a giant forest where he lived with the Elves, in a village
suspended form branches. He learned about dancing, flute playing, drumming and all kinds
of hand crafts. |
Tretuz visited the Andes not too long ago and passed briefly
thorugh a little town in Bolivia. Tito saw the Virgin in him, Tretuz saw a future
operative in Tito. |
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"The instructions of the masters
are not words or even thoughts, they're simply subtle impulses." |
The dance is the key for the door.
The movement creates what his hands can use
and the door opens. |