The revealed religions are of special importance to us. Those religions, that trace back to one human being, that told other human beings, he or she had been bestowed upon a revelation by God, and who asks others mostly by threatening with eternal perdition to believe this very revelation. The revealed religions are quasi the top of the religions of the I, the ‘ego’. 

Not only the God, who is said to have given a revelation, is an ‘I’, an ‘ego’. Also the revelator speaks as an ‘I’, that asks others to submit their ‘I’ to his. If we consider the matter impartially we notice the revelator to be only talking of himself und that the belief he is asking is the belief in him, the revelator.

Thus he also suggests at the very same time, God will under no circumstances bestow a similar revelation upon anyone else, that everybody else is excluded from a similar revelation and that God him/herself will abide by this revelation for all times to come. The revelator raises thus not only above his followers but also above the God revealed by him. That is why particularly the revealed religions require enlightenment and purgation.

by Bert Hellinger

A man aproaches the Mullah:

"Nasrudin, why is it, that Allah does not talk to me like he does to others?"

"O sure He does" says Nasrundin "he uses your mistakes to tell you the way!"

"...did any of your students ever become enlightened?"
"Sure. many of them"
"How can you tell?"
"Easy. They stop following me or anyone else, do not talk ceaselessly about 'teachers', 'teachings', 'spirituality' and other such matters, and they go on with their lives free from fears and pretences."

To seek freedom is the only driving force I know. Freedom to fly off into that infinity out there. Freedom to dissolve; to lift off; to be like the flame of a candle, which, in spite of being up against the light of a billion stars, remains intact, because it never pretended to be more than what it is: a mere candle.

Don Juan Matus as quoted by Carlos Castaneda

Each day an old man while beating a drum would sing out his stories of justice and peace. In spite of his neighbors ridicule he would not stop.

One day a young man yelled out to the old man:
“Why do you do this? No one is listening. No one is changing.”

He gently says to the young man:
“I do not do this to change you but to remind me of who I am.”