Miguel Serrano

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THE MYSTERIES THE VISITS

Serrano

NOS
OF SHEBA

OF THE QUEEN OF PARADISE AND HERMANN OF TWO

THE SERPENT C. G. JUNG A RECORD

BOOK OF THE RESURRECTION

HESSE:

FRIENDSHIPS

THE ULTIMA TE FLOWER EL/ELLA

MIGUEL SERRANO
TRANSLA TED IN COLLABORATION WITH THE AUTHOR BY GELA JACOBSON

ROUTLEDGE
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& KEGAN PAUL
MELBOURNE AND HENLEY

CONTENTS

INTRODUCTION

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The revelation - How the Cosmic Egg was brokenThe Her of Him - The Gods - HER-HIM - The Secret - The face of the soul- The Circles of Return
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The comrade - The dream - The dog on the frozen plain - The Master of the Sphinx - The Master who understands the language of the animals and flowers The signs - Allouine - What she looked like - The White Gods - Don't lose your self-control'The Narrow Passages' - The suitor - The flight - The Wounded King - He asks the question - The supplicant - The kiss - The body of the Absolute Woman- The scabbard of the sword- The test- The 'tiny spark' - The exchange of hearts - The lefthanded sign - The Ring of Resurrection - Midday - The Disc
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The garden of childhood - The face - The violets of childhood - 'Ego' - 'Uninhabited blue' - My comradeThe great war of the Mahabharata - The Master and the serpent - The Court of King Antarcthus - The stone which fell from heaven - The initiation - The search once again - Carl Gustav Jung - 'Self - Anima, AnimusA-Mor - 'Synchronicity' - 'The Art of the Fugue' Hermann Hesse - The Wounded Warrior

Dreams about water . Copyright 1926 by Ezra Pound.It is also a grave .The Orphic Music THE MET AMORPHOSIS OF THE ELEPHANT ACKNOWLEDGMENTS 107 In which the war of the Mahabharata begins . Lawrence.How can I bring her back to life? .Father . Omar Caceres.VI Nos: Book oj the Resurrection OF ALLOUINE THE RETURN 83 The unknown legend of the Princess Pap an . Leopardi.The reunion with Jason .The cry of the bird .The astral tunnel.The transcendent light .On the other side of the mirror .The Bird of Paradise .She .The difficult test once again .'The navel of the world' . H. Shelley. 161 I recover the dog .The last supper . I am grateful to Faber & Faber Limited and New Directions Publishing Corporation for permission to quote Section II and Section IV and the first line of Section VII from the poem 'Sestina: Altaforte' from Collected Shorter Poems by Ezra Pound (Faber & Faber) and Personae by Ezra Pound (New Directions).The glance .The supplication . Rabindranath Tagore.'Zarathustra' .The secret marriage . Virgil.Lernuria .The secret chamber .I interpret the giants . Holderlin.The return of the beginning to life .A woman has no soul. D.The path of A-Mor .The baptism of the Man-Bird .The lord of the names . AGE THE RETURN OF THE GOLDEN 169 OF INITIATION OF A-MOR DICTIONARY 171 .'The land of tears is so mysterious' THE MASTER SPEAKS ABOUT WHAT FOLLOWS 145 Dejection .The seal of the wordFather Ether . In this book I have reproduced lines and poems by Irene Klatt.The house on the mountain . William Blake.The burning bush DEATH IN ANAHATA 135 The young fawn .The plumed serpent . and a translation by Ezra Pound from the poems of the troubadour Bertran de Born. Rilke.The initiation of the Manu-Tara .The Cathar stars THE SOLITUDE OF THE TRIALOGUE The illustrations for this English edition have been specially drawn by Wolfgang vom Schemm. She is the soulDon't stay in Anahata .Death and resurrection in Titicaca .The Triad .The leap into the Void THE END OF KALIYUGA.

The watery shore Is given thee till the break of day. o you.The grave watered by tears. The only representative of God on earth is the soul MEISTER ECKHART . Why wilt thou turn away? The starry floor. fields of wheat! Turn away no more.

as I said. I imagine that the ultimate solution is a leap into the Void. they are the defects which are necessary for a grandiose ultimate diapason. Of course. nor a novel. from the peak of Mount Meru. Book of the Resurrection I have been forced. I was forced to write it in this way. which apparently break through the web of a parallel world in order to situate themselves in another one _ thus forming the arrows which assassinate time. G)Itttrnate dftO'WeJ. ~. the work which preceded this one. I have also been permitted to reveal the Martial Initiation of A-Mor. which NOS.. I am going beyond the Androgynous of the beginnings. so as to introduce lengthy semiconceptual.s. In accordance with the required limitations. Their II II II II Ii. passages.') ELiELLA. in the Initiation of A-Mor. to violate the aesthetic formula. the recomposition of the primordial Cosmic Egg.:Re~Ur. However. in search of an absolute differentiation. sought the reintegration of him and her.This face does not have enough ugliness in it to be truly beautiful. although it contains a little of each of these. even by those who come upon it for the first time. I conceived it within a rhythmic unity of the soul. Book oj Magic Love.i[ This work possesses all the defects needed to defeat time. where the Magic Wedding of Siva and Parvati took place.~({a£t. The whole of my creative work falls outside the boundaries of any specific literary genre. it is neither a poem. I:: 1. over the Sahasrara chakra.~-e{!ttO-n dJ&kc~ $tde %t"d INTRODUCTION TH U LE. (. In NOS. Book of the Resurrection attempts to reveal (with great fear and difficulty).. the Absolute Personality.t. 11 i I 198} WNf><fAN<J VOM ~<H~MM TH E WAY OF A"'MO~ .'1::'. but always symbolic. nor a philosophical essay.8ptYtt _OP. and it can be assimilated with no more difficulty than that inherent in its symbology and essential obscurity.

The origins of this most ancient martial initiation are lost in the mists of time (if indeed it ever did have any origins). After him comes Apollo. according to the Greeks. Only the divine Hyperboreans escaped from it in their vimanas. Leucippe. they found everything changed. Thus. It is important to be able to cast light on the mystery of the Twin Kings of Atlantis. At the very least. the Second Earth involuted. Closer to what really happened is what Plato tells us about Atlantis in his Critias and Timaeus. the pasu. The Dioscuri. travelled to Hyperborea every nineteen 1 Hyperborca is a mythical lost continent surrounding Some people believe that it was the real Atlantis. Love drives the Cosmogonic Eros to break the Cosmic Egg which encloses it. Lucifer and his hosts entered the interior. The ultimate aim of the Hyperborean Initiation of A-Mor. Perhaps this is the fall of the divine extraterrestrials. who protects the Oath and the Golden Law. belonging solely to the polar divinities and semi-divinities. ages later (Lucifer was one of their leaders). In the beginning 'a man issued forth out of the earth'. we have given them names like Evenor. and it is based on the Orphic Cosmogony. of which the Book of Enoch tells us? The angels. Is the twin a material entity or only the' double' in an astral. it says. He was called Evenor and he married Leucippe. to the 'White Gods' who lived at both poles and were later submerged in the interior 'Hollow Earth'. They had a daughter. years in order torejuve_nate himself. The axis of the earth shifted. From there the intention is to reach Sunya. The god Poseidon fell in love with her. From the union of Poseidon and Cleito were born ten kings of Atlantis. Apollo. There is a mystery which has rarely been spoken of. and that of the animal-men. On the surface were strange. before the loss of the Paradise of Hyperborea (Hyperborea means 'beyond the Ice and Storm'}. like Heracles-Hercules. which are in fact mantrams. the definitive separation of tantric ecstasy: Kaiualva. which is a Hyperborean revelation. The Book of Genesis is known to be an Atlantean story which has been adulterated. Apollo. According to the Orphic Cosmogony. the semi-divine humanity of the heroes descended from the intercourse of the gods with the daughters of men. going to other planets (to Venus. fell in love with the 'daughters of men' and consorted with them. who were no longer immortal. They are also the lords of the Ray of Green Light. Castor and Pollux (Pole) are one of these pam. The First Earth became the 'hollow' Interior Earth. almost inaudible voice. The divine humanity of the Hyperboreans. who somehow managed to survive its sinking. parallel world? It can be deduced from all this that various levels of humanity exist. as opposed to Vedantic Samadhi. Because of the impossibility of writing their real names. So also may be Jason. Leucippe. where they built the cities of Agharti and Shambhalla. Cleito and Lilith. The Edda refer to the same subject as the Book of Enoch and the Mahabharata. . From them were descended the semi-divine heroes. totally mutilated. unrecognisable beings (Evenor. he is a king of the Grail. Did the Vanir or the i'Esir consort with the daughters of men? Perhaps they the North Pole.the Hieros-Gamos or Mvsterium Coniunctionis. In reality. the eldest being Atlas. Hollow Earth. even before it was broken. When the divinities returned. beyond the Sun of Gold and the Black Sun. The Androgynous had a female companion who was not its 'her' inside the Great Egg but had always been outside it. and women to adorn themselves by making cosmetics. perhaps the 'robots' of Atlantis. the Morning Star?). the magician as opposed to the saint and the mystic. showing us that the Vanir and the i'Esir have extraterrestrial origins.2 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Introduction 3 union in sacred matrimony is called Gal1dharba . 'the slaves of Atlantis'. Cleito?). expurgated. Creation is the dance of Him and Her seeking and losing each other throughout infinity. the seasons were born. which are taken from the truncated mythologies of a more or less recent past. the seeming Void. who supports the pillar of the sky. They are the 'angels' of the Book of Enoch who taught men the arts of building. There they hoped to be able to recover those who had turned into semi-divinities through consorting with the terrestrials.' The Book of Genesis calls her Lilith. the sudra. the Greek gods are he heroes and kings ot Atlantis-Hypcrborea. and then only in a tremulous. Plato tells us the story of the destruction of Atlantis as if it refers to a catastrophe which occurred a very long time after the immense tragedy that is only recorded in the akdsic register of the universe. Lucifer. astronomy and agriculture. Poseidon and Clcito ~roduced the five pairs of twins who were the ten k~ngs of Atlantis. dividing the Androgynous. or 'flying discs'. the Non-existent Flower. Cleito. Jason. That is to say. Some of the extraterrestrials 'fell in love with the daughters of men'.

It is the Irminsul (IR-minsul). which might have become a star. as they also did in Avalon. the seed of a music. within the Eternal Return. from time to time. The Vanir lived in the north. later called Gandltarba in Aryan India. axis of the earth and the sky. With them they took the Goddess Frigga. it should be borne in mind that the name of the God Poseidon comes from the Greek posis. the Insula Pomorum.J'" I II~I . Up its trunk climbed the vine Vid-Embla. there appeared the colour green. There is effectively little difference between the two names. entered into military strife. With regard to the Hyperborean Magic Wedding. I have been permitted to reveal certain pages of the sacred book which refers to the cosmogony of this Martial Initiation of A-Mor . the May Bride and the Countess of May. The Vanir had Freyja. took shape. he is the son of the God Uranus and the Goddess Gaia. And this was where HIM-HER lived. Euripides said: 'In the Land of Amber (Hyperborea). Both converted the 'pagans' by force. the Island of Apples. which was all the non-created world. who gave his name to Atlantis. In the Garden of the Hesperides grew Golden Apples. The Nordic legends are closer to the great mystery of the point of origin than the Christian and expurgated ones. polar. whose real name is IR or ER. Axe. the Castle of ER. The way and the life. the Betrothed. the JEsir apparently came from the Caucasus. while the monk Boniface cut down the sacropatriarchal Oak called Donar in the cnousarid-vear-ojd grove. with his head touching the Pole Star above. The Tuatha De Danann in the Irish legend are also the JEsir. support. ASA. And also with the mysterious Woevre Saelde (Isolde") whose sons the Minnesiinger claimed to be. The pillar and the life. worshipping their Hyperborean ancestors through the symbol of the Pillar of the Sky. because the point of origin is to be found at the pole. its insinuated trembling. or rather. He was the supporter of the pillar of the sky above the North Pole. the Vanir and the JEsir. like the Book of Enoch itself. and which the Germans wok with them to the Languedoc. They also had Atlas. According to the Greek legend. The husband of Cleito. along with the Asag (see the Dictionary ofInitiation of A-Mor at the end of the book). They may have gone down into the Second Earth from the peak of Mount Elbrus. or a ray oflight. Sacred Grove. led by Odin. being better expressed in the myth of the Eternal Return than in the rationally elaborated concept of Hinduism and Buddhism. inside the .Vita. the extraterrestrials who came down from the stars. like a fiery Serpent. Polar pillar and also Vitis. with transparent walls through which there could be seen no one and a non-outside. In the Nordic cult. worshipped Odin's axe. the tree then became the symbol of the legendary pillar. A music. or Twilight of the Gods. the God of the Axe. the King of the Gods celebrated his marriage. which means the married one.gg was broken 'There was an Egg. Apollo and the divine Hyperboreans went there to eat them in order to rejuvenate themselves and return to life as immortals. Charlemagne felled it. where it reappeared among the Proven~al troubadours and the Minnesdnoer of the High Middle Ages (Tristan and Isolde). but which remained as the motionless. which was also called Y ggdrasil. like something which happened before the seconds and the hours.Vita. the divine ancestors of the Atlanteans. Irmin. Soon Atlas. and because the places of those who will be saved by the Flying Discs of Light have almost been filled. Its golden fruits were the stars.thanks to the same acceleration of time which foretold the catastrophe.' The belief in reincarnation is also essentially nordico-polar (of both poles). a sound. which means POWER. who were blood relatives. The crown of the tree supported the sky and was the sky. too. coiling itself around it. They were the JEsir (Ask-Embla). From there came the cult of the Magic. The pillar and Kundalini. THE REVELATION Because of the proximity of a new cataclysm. The Vitis. the root-name of the most important of the Gods. The tree and the serpent. From the union of the JEsir and the Vanir came the Norsemen. And the being which was there. It was the Tree of Life which grew in the Nordic. 4 Nos: Book oIthe Resurrection Introduction 5 1. Here is what appears in the book which was salvaged from the fire: How the Cosmic 1:. cosmo gonic Great Egg. The Edda tell us that the sacred Tree. 111 Hyperborea. was destroyed in the Ragnarok. In the breathing of the Great Egg.1 1'[ both did? Just like the Pandavas and the Koravas in the great war of the Mahabharata. or Wotan. an ash which stood in the Eresburg (EResburg). Sacred Wedding.

And it was She who took him into her body. drawing him into herself. Hurriedly He reincorporated Her. However. that cup of eternal life. But this was 110t at all the same thing. solely through His immortality can She become immortal. The Her oj Him 'We are coming down from the Ray of Green Light. and in that tenuous music the vapour condensed and She stood before Him. And the longing. so that the hope of reintegration can continue. but in that moment She realised that being alone could be a pleasant sensation. as we have seen. But She did not yet exist. 'But. She couldn't get in. But. And as He carne closer to Her. 'Whoever has the good fortune to meet this woman should 'It will never be known who smashed the walls of the Cosmic Egg. And each time the Being breathed out. Someone stood waiting as if beside a spring. who wishes to go on dancing outside so as to imagine herself alive and with a soul. In the others there is still the eternity of HIM-HER. and she who places her eternity in the hands of her lover. 'There are two types of women: the seductress. Because she was projected. repeating the original event. And from its light which surrounds us. uncontrolled. into the music of the spheres. conserving the increasingly tenuous hope of resurrection and of becoming immortal. the turnings of the wheel. He experienced the vertiginous sensation of his own flesh touching itself on the other side of a mirror. beginning the uncertain separation and to . It was He But it has always been said that green-veiled ballerina. a myriad of stars. who invented this almost-love. more Eggs. until He breathed Her in as if He were drowning in a horrible pleasure. whether it was Him or Her. then to the audible music of the Sun of Gold. And He saw Her for the first time naked in her body made of breathed time. And a new chancedestiny occurred. who was the active one. either inside or outside the Great Egg. it was She. seemingly complete and eternal. the time was foretold. The green veils fell away from Her. is there not perhaps another hidden being. as an even more obscure act. until She. 'But. He will become the son. imagining that if he regains his eternity. She was alone for a moment. She perpetuates herself in reproduction. we have managed to extract the knowledge that the cxtcrnaliscd woman does not have a soul or a "pre"-existence which would make her immortal. This knowledge drives her to suck in the man. She could no longer do so. like an inviolate act. She emerged and danced a little. The Egg turned into a star. And although She tried to return. And all his eternity could not suffice Him to gaze upon her nakedness. and that He remained motionless. who pre-insinuates the drama? Another being who has discovered the way to get in through the walls of frozen glass? 'Outside there is nothing but Eggs. circular like his breathing which was now spinning like a star. rapidly. The breathing became rhythmic. so as not to let Her escape. it was He who began to breathe Her. retaining her substance and form. And She began to dance more and more quickly. the seductress. as if in the pla y of a breath or the simulation of a dance. but in the opposite way. too. first to the inaudible music of the Black Sun. covered in a green placenta. who "dies so that he may live". Because this drama takes place in only one of them. who gave waters of the river of rorrns. all his efforts to reincorporate Her were in vain. breathing in deeply. gave off a green vapour. so as to see Her unfold. rapidly. that stone which fell from the Ray of Green Light. And as this event occurred for the first time. In an ecstasy of green fear. where the history of the Cosmogonic Egg is guarded in the secret depths of its impenetrable mystery. Chance became Destiny within the Great Egg. as if paralysed. because She didn't fit. could gaze upon Him from outside. the experiment had now been made. She became hard. too. This mystery is revealed only to a few in the initiation of the Grail. although it still stayed within the walls of transparent icc. leaving the terrible female at liberty. becoming HIM-HER once more. he will make her immortal. prolonging within the species the possibility of the Eternal Return. because she believes in him with faith and love. play and dance.6 Nos: Book o_( the Resurrection Introduction believe that He loved. enticing the warrior in order to desecrate him (Ecce Deus fortior me qui veniens dominabitur mihi'). the a beginning to the flow of the hallucinatory game oflookmg at oneself in mirrors. projecting Her like the image in a dream. to the 7 Great Egg. 'It has been said that She was the one who smashed the walls of the Great Egg. And when He returned from his ecstasy. because the entrance had become smaller or had closed.

because She is the Her who came out of Him. Has ever discovered it. or too early. And no one. Now She will lose herself outside at speeds which reach the other side of light. They are the para-Him and the para-Her. as She once was before the beginning of time. in their physical bodies. because this darkness is a different kind oflight. eternal love has been created. because it is still being sought on the outside of women. this darkness IS only so for whoever is looking at it from outside. she was the first companion of the Androgynous. through their walls of real glass. The way is agonizing. since Earliest times. in their absolute darkness. like an imperious meaning which will force them to cross the walls of real glass of their Eggs and which will smash them. nothing can ever be the same again. And it is a crime to continue losing lives in other non-essential searches. Thus. becoming frozen for ever. And it is better so. everything must be put at stake to bring her back to life.' 'In the darkness of the primordial Egg. The Gods 'Those Eggs whose walls of ice have not yet been broken. However. In the turning of the wheel of the Eternal Return. irreversible destiny. And she was believed to have an immortal soul. This sighing of his breast. through the frozen glass. This cannot be changed. the first companion of the Cosmic Eros. This slender thread of crystalline water. There never was a passage. having received the gift of eternity in the cup of death. our fore-seen chance-destiny. The illusion of a return to HIM-HER and the possibility of reabsorbing her into oneself. Wind and green light. The secret 'There is no single species of woman in the world. are the Gods who watch us. our dance of pleasure and pain. And She will never again go back inside Him. may illuminate the darkness of the inviolate ones. in reality. But this is no longer spoken of. has never been heard of again. The way back never reaches the same point in the turning of the spiral. One or other might arrive late. submerged in fury. Whoever is inside it only sees through blinded eyes. following our enterprise from within their frozen immobility. Deep are the waters Of death! Where. 0 Lucifer. their black holes. Neither by sea nor by land. But if they do manage to meet. and did not escape from It m a sigh of imagination and desire. . 'HER-HIM. Here is the song of the wayfarer: "0 Lucifer. The inviolate ones. perhaps they hope that from our movement. being Androgynous herself. because she has staked her immortality on his. was believed in. Shall we cross this immense sea?" 'With Luci-Bel we have lit this fire which never goes out and which leads us to a superhuman. once the Great Egg has been broken.8 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Introduction 9 respond to her with loyalty and honour. She has been singled out for him in some register of the universe. 'The Way of Return is a hard one. Has it ever been successfully achieved? 'No. HER-HIM 'It is whispered that there was once a woman who did not e~a~ate from HIM-HER. conscious light may emerge for them as well. the solution is to be able to bring Her back to life. from one pole to the other. so that the vibration projected by our drama. When the Egg of . and should one day try and return through the walls of transparent ice. the Cosmic Eros. beyond the cold and the storm. it is not always given to them to meet. 'Woe betide the one who. was not loyal to his Her and was not able to bring Her back to life! 'There is only one her for each him. to resurrect Her within his soul. 'But. because no one can succeed in replacing his Her. within which the Cosmic Eros has not divided. HIM-HER sees HER-HIM. It should be known then that. 'However.

Rend your veils. it is difficult to know how this story will end and whether both will be capable of smashing still other walls of even thicker matter. Look closely at the 'The sign of traveller the I you mee t .. b t the Absolute Man and the Absolute A droaynous. some day.... Because the one who is hidden there Is I myself... reaching a world that is even more glorious than that of the Gods...10 Nos: Book of the Resurrectioll Introduction 11 HIM-HER was broken. because the . lest an immortal cross your path eyes a fry eve . The Circles of Return 'In the initiation of the warriors of A-Mor. And in the rebellion of this game from which there is no escape.sti intacth b use the revo Ive s within the walls . She is not the primordial and illUsory female. ~ ·~I·S·· ·l·~~ ·. And now we have a divine woman who is also seeking her lost totality within the Circle of the Returns. S. like an arm holding it.of a umversren~..... but they will also have given a face to HIM-HER and HER-HIM.. repeated. Let forgetfulness never agam fall upo . projecting him into the irreversible enterprise. in the fragment. they have been able to penetrate the virginity of their own and each other's Monads. Because through drinking the liquor of Eternal Love in the Grail of green stone. u die i d to hi -ve the . ie 111 or .. Veiled by your disc.. h ble flesh cannot resurrect. HEH-HIM watched the event from Within her city of blue-green glass. Midda Sun and. aCCOm a . immortality passes roln1 B cause he who continues to procreate ·ncurable sten ity. in hIS splr. th t you have heard these words..er h... . openmgdt e ~a~ the greatest of the searchers of has never been Imagme even y longing.umes an b C And this is so. id 1 P nied heart can t f the species to the indivi uai.. f the Cosmic Egg erore. to be foun d i 1I1S1c Great gg IS f thi s the act of losing is eterna y b broken Because 0 1. on the polar Mountain of the Revelation. with the sword depths of midnight. She couldn't resist following suit.... .own s y ..IS mind.. . too... each... By the revolving of your swastika. in the depths of midnight. can fulfil this mystery of love and resurrection. It 0 n Iy WI ... She will never get him back again in the same way.. " . eca .. thanks to a chance destiny. . he initiate ac ieve . smashed her wall and projected her own him. e by an 1 . .... £ ·1 cogmse him and you at to re . illuminating the darkness of the Primordial Egg in a different way. . to sLlcceed in eternalising the her of HIM-HER and the him of HEHHIM.. y ashing the walls of this f G L ht succee s 111 sm .d h f so that as it is 'Drive your sword into the mirror. 'h'·C IS de aC Ie -roman dies. Iongmg .. thus modifying the Monad.. Someone who has been waiting as if beside a spring...... so that I may see the hidden face. .. illuminating the non-existence of the Black Sun with the light of this Other World. Withdraw your luminous shadow.... etc y. risking her mortal him... succeeding in loving one another in such a way that a para-Love which occurred on the other side of space and time can reach an eternity of another light. I h the VIsion 0 ide an other still larger one. o Black Sun that hides the Ray of Green Light.. ... . beloved h 111dh. reaches the d ...th t exit repeating each Image. Woman. O~ntil ~omcone. sing: "0 Sun of Gold that reflects the Black Sun! . n b . existing only in IS e ith tile memory of his r turn to . _l ~e whe is the warrior's companion... eSI . 'Someone is watching this drama. never d een . And in the immensity of the universes. b .. rising out 0 f t h e waters.. not only will they have been immortalised. still attached to its him and its her by a golden string.. star. whic 1 11 as E .. S ca d ..That we lived ' .. within the fatal circle of meetings and losses. She is the woman who leads the elect to the heaven of Absolute Love... 'HER-HIM has also put everything at stake.. .11 .. eac but limited .. And passmg your sword over the fire. The face of the soul 'Only those who have recognised each other.. ' d sk " reflected in it "everything looks as if It IS 111 an upside.. supremely personalised. hi the Grail In the warnors of t c or ef.. the aspiration is not to .e t eire... hie.. She must. clothing their images with immortal substance.. of a Ray 0 reen Ig th to the existence of a reality which other huge Egg. And if love triumphs. and so she.. seen 'You have the Impressl~71111~inates each of these pages. and had the fire that cons. children of pens ~mmortals is the square pupil.

. .. withoutdeath. too. Because this time I will remember everything. that is.. ' . Except that this time I will not allow you to die. enter it. the moment has arrived. of a nonexistent A-Mor.. this does not imply a return to the original Androgynous.. defending you against the dark waters of death. I will hold you in my arms. But . let us engrave it for ever. with A-Mor.. achieving One-Self. 'Draw your sword. will I remember? Casa Camuzzi Montagnola . of Her 'him' and His 'her'..12 Nos: Book of the Resurrection through in the Eternal Return not find us again without memory. Continue your search for the city. one can deduce the following: loveless A-Mor consists of a reintegration of her in Him and him in Her. psychologising a sacred mystery. The face of the Lover and the Beloved. as the book explains. becoming transfigured in a total Absolute Personality. Hoc est ergo magnum signum in cuius investigatione nonulli perierunt! MIGUEL SERRANO To the May Bride ETERNAL RETURN I know that I will meet you again and that everything will happen once again exactly as it did so long ago. which Jung conceived of as the reintegration of the Anima and the Animus. She. because now a face is being given to the soul. IS searching for it . The AMor of HIM-HER and HER-HIM. in the immortality of a resurrection which has thus been invented and created. without recollection.' From this vision.. HIM-HER and HER-HIM have found each other again in a different way. but more real than anything that exists. unsheathe it. a recomposition of the Cosmic Egg which had divided. I will remember that you have already died.. Separated and united for all time in the separation of HIM-HER and HER-HIM. However.

some were spread open and he could see that they were maps. He stepped forward into a central square and saw a man seated at a round table which had been carved either out of the rock or. WO~f:'<IAN~ YOM ~<H~MM 15>S} . others ran away when they saw his blue eyes and golden hair. The man appeared not to have heard him arrive. At nightfall.-----------------'/ 1. they called him. It was a cave.1 __ ~ -----------A TURN OF THE WHEEL a_. a shadow appeared on the rocky wall. an inhabitant of the City of the Caesars.~. had leapt into a ravine. An Ancahuinca. Some natives greeted him reverently. he saw nothing. lakes. with stalactites that gave off a crystal-like brilliance in the reflected light of some flames. Also. searching for that city. high snowcovered passes.perhaps out of a gigantic stalagmite. On the ground were scattered a number of scrolls. protected from the prevailing cold. There was a blazing fire and two lighted torches fixed to the wall. His eyes were closed and he was drawing circles on the top of the table. drawing ever closer to the Great South. He was approaching a hillside covered with stunted trees and a few sickly flowers which had been twisted by the southerly gales. unpopulated regions. At first. He had been able to save himself by grabbing hold of the branches of an apple tree that someone had planted in that wilderness. His sword and armour weighed him down. with a star on its forehead. he was dragging a cauldron. It was some time since his horse. becoming clearer as he came closer to it. in fact. They didn't know that he was exactly the opposite: that he was. The man decided to spend the night there. He had crossed forests. A feeble light was shining from inside it. Then he realised that it was a big cave. THE COMRADE For many years he had been travelling through these inhospitable.

where my dog could answer me with words that I could understand. And the women who possess powers of healing. is really in Albania. as a signal. in very ancient times. can you enter the city.. the Hollow Earth. ' 'Have you also retraced your steps. It is also our fear of something alarming which is about to occur: the meeting with that being whom no one can look at face to face. in that First Interior Earth. I had become convinced that the opening to that subterranean world was to be found in this cave. 'that in the Polar Oases. The dark. this name was . Now we have both reached the same point. Spreading it out on the circular stone. your name is Jason.' 'Oh! Speak to me of the Grail. like a fiery Disc.' 'That is the thirst of the pilgrim. The mystery is guarded at the South Pole. They are the Regions of Pleasure. He sat down and was able to examine the man's face. the White Land. where the animals and the fruits conversed with the humans. the outlaws. The liquor is the blood of our guide. backwards through time? I have. the White Gods still live. The road we are following is the road of Amber. so he leapt into a ravine. These stalactites and stalagmites are made of that mysterious substance. I have searched for it by concentrating my mind and drawing circles with my eyes closed. descending like a bright light. But in that city for which we are searching. which can only be quenched by drinking from the Chalice of Green Stone. near a lake. I was expecting you.' 'Now I remember. who had already emigrated to this other continent. And your dog's name is Leo. which was believed to be in Albion. comrade.' 'Now my dog's name is Aries. in the form of a stone on which is inscribed the Law and the Great Secret. the Grail has been called the Stone of Exile. he is dead and yet not dead. The Insula Avallonis. 'You have come at last. between these mountain ranges. They are the vestibule of immortality.' 'We have already done this. It was thin and pale. the exiles. The apples of Avalon moved. That is the true name of this world which is older than the other one. on the sinking of the Polar Island. towards the pole. the capital of Hyperborea. 'I feel an insatiable thirst. You were the first warrior-troubadour. He is alive and yet not alive. in which a liquor made from the blood of extraterrestrials is drunk. My horse could not follow. our guide lies asleep and that he will be awakened when time has ended. Lucifer. you will find its entrance. he interrupted.' 'It is guarded in a sanctuary somewhere in this area.' 'It is believed that the name Grail was read in the stars. And now I know that it is not here. When the stars were scanned. The indecipherable signs protect the wisdom and the history of a great myth of love. The armies that accompanied Lucifer are the defeated forces from a war between extraterrestrials. The man opened his eyes and stopped drawing.' 'I have heard tell'. with a broad forehead and black hair. Because the Grail keeps one in a state of non-death. Its liquor alone can sate our longing for eternal love. which displeases the Second Earth. When Hyperborea and Atlantis were destroyed. Because of this. And then we fell into the circle. when it was broken in his battle in the heavens.. he had the strange impression that he had already lived this scene. Perhaps it is farther to the south.' He bent down to pick up one of the scrolls. It is also an Emerald Chalice. which is populated on its surface by the slaves who escaped from Atlantis. as if preserved in sleep. The Grail is ajewel which fell from the crown of our guide. 'y ou must continue your journey towards here. Are you capable of drawing a perfect circle with your eyes closed? Only if you can do this. From the maps that you see at my feet you can tell that the city is not far away. Lucifer. he pointed to certain regions with his dagger. coming closer to our hearts . He struck the stone cover three times with his first. Why do it again?' 'That is true. It is the terror it feels knowing that it will be overtaken. These southern regions of the world are plagued by earthquakes because they have always held out the possibility of this meeting. with the result that I felt the dizzy sensation of going against the current. It is said that possibly He himself carried it to the North Pole. feverish eyes fastened themselves on his. its "Double". It was brought here by those who were defeated in the great war of the worlds. Farther to the south. There he founded Ultima Thule. entered the Interior Earth. There was another stone seat beside the table.16 Nos: Book of the Resurrection A Turn of the Wheel 17 III !I I Approaching the table. the Continent of the White Gods and Giants. the White Gods. who still preserve the piece of the broken crown of their guide.' 'Alas!' he said. Can you feel how the ground trembles as we go forwards?' 'This is because we are struggling to walk backwards.. when he was struck by the sword of the enemy.

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discovered. Yes, the Grail fell from the stars. ' 'But we should not speak of this except at the given time and in the appointed place. We run the risk of our faces changing colour and shape.' 'It could be that this is the time and place. The Discs of Light that we now see appearing and disappearing in the sky, moving at the speed of thought, changing shape and colour as they emit music and "seem to read the minds and feelings of men", are the New Grail, the reincarnation of its legend. They have carried off our guide, and they will return him to us. They are all-powerful. They can bring the dead back to life. If we do not forget to ask the "question", like Parsifal, they will take us to our guide. But beforehand we must triumph in the great tests of the mystery of the Grail. The light from the Disc is blinding. When it appears, the lights of the city go out. The Disc takes us outside time, it makes the sleep of centuries seem less than a second. In it the White Gods came down from the sky .... I have revealed the secret of the New Grail to you .... Look at my face .... Do you recognise me now?' 'Yes,' he said, 'your name is Jason. ' 'The Land of the Grail trembles. I tremble. No other light can compare with the light of the Grail. He who has foreseen it, or dreamed it, is lost to this world, because the Grail is the driving force behind every enterprise. It is at the origin of the war we are fighting. Once we have stepped on to the road which leads to the city where the Grail is kept, it would be better never to have embarked on the enterprise than to abandon it. Even falling and getting up again, wounded, dying, we must go on until we find it. We must never turn back; because the Grail is the medicine, the food of eternal life. It is transfiguration. Without God, without all the Gods, who do not want us to succeed, with only our ancient Hyperborean fury and the memory of the Beloved in our heart, we will achieve the Grail.' 'The Grail is the Stone of Light,' he cried. 'It quenches our thirst, it multiplies our food. It feeds us internally, creating inside us the light that enables us to find the narrow passageways that lead us to the room where our Beloved lies sleeping. Before it was found, there were no roads. The fire which has been lit will never go out agam .... 'I lived in the forest like a pure madman. I was the son of a

" 0 erhaps you were? My first fight was against her, for WIdoW. r PhI hi' ind dence of my soul. But how muc owe er. ... the 1D epen . h d " The light of the torches slowly dimmed. The m? twas rhawdmg it would be midnight. The mterplay ofhght and s. a ow on Soon 1 1 . h d .h 11 of the cave and on the sharp edges of the sta actites a on t e wa s " . st hypnotic effect. HIS eyes were slowly closing. an aIrno " h 1 1" , He heard him say: 'You are the sword. She IS t e c .ia Ice. Then, a melodious whistle, which seemed to come from his childhood. . . . And the dog called Aries came and lay down at hIS feet, in the circle. THE DREAM The men entered the cave and came into the centre. They wore black gowns and carried swords. In all, there wer~ now t:vel:e of them. Around the table were thirteen seats. A milky-white hght, seemingly given off by the amber, enveloped the scene. Then hIS comrade changed his seat, looking for the thlrteent? one. . He felt his heart stop beating, an icy coldness gnpped him. He wanted to move, to stop his comrade, but was unable to. He managed to force open his lips, which felt as heavy as stone, and tried to shout to him: 'Don't do that! Don't sit there, 111 the SIege Perilous! Don't do it again, comrade. Don't die again, leaving me alone in the fight.' His comrade didn't listen to him and sat down in that scat. The other eleven people (for the guide was not there) took hold of the top of the Round Table with both hands, as it had begun to spm wildly in the direction in which the First Earth revolved. An earthquake flattened the walls and the stalactites and stalagmites of the cave, while a huge cleft opened in the rock beneath the SIege Perilous and swallowed Jason up. Above the polar circle appeared the Disc of Light, in the form of a celestial stone, an emerald chalice, announcing its presence within each of them as a star. , And then there was no one left but the man and his comrade s dog. THE DOG ON THE FROZEN PLAIN

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Nos: Book of the Resurrection A Turn of the Wheel 21 in a dream. Don't you have anything better to teach me on this side of things?' Jason had said. He remembered having heard him say that, many years ago, in the past, or perhaps in the future. But no,",,:, he was no longer here. He had been swallowed up by a dream which was more real than any reality. A cleft had opened beneath the stone circle, beside the Siege Perilous, along that path of pure dreaming which he had chosen in a remote past, during the years of his youth. The .man left the cave, followed by his comrade's dog. It was ~awn in those icy regions. And he began the next stage of his Journey as the Pilgrim of Longing. H~ loo~ed ~or his star in the sky. There it was, twinkling gently, s~ndmg him Its secret, as yet undeciphered message. It seemed to ~Im that, m its velvety and penetrating light, it was telling him: Jason IS not dead. In some part of this world, his life has been transformed. ' He stroked the head of the dog, which shook its curly coat and stared at hi~, asking him the reason for its existence, why it was there, why It was a dog. It was only for a second, because instinct quickly to~k over, the instinct of the guide dog, the dog which leads the bhnd. It began to sniff the sickly bushes, the rocks which stuck out of the snow. Now it would be the dog which would follow the non-existent road, inventing it for him, following the scent of that flower which is also non-existent, called Calafate, which grows in the inhospitable regions of the south, where the cold and the light of the Black Sun of midnight and the polar ices begin to make themselves felt. For weeks and months they walked on without meeting anyone. They were rounding the edges of the peaks of the Cordillera of the Andes. A delicate perfume wafted towards them, as if from a border land, or a universe cut off by the waters. Then the dog began to descend the mountainside. A frozen plain appeared, with two or three bushes on the horizon, bent by the wind. The dog came to a halt, panting, with its wet tongue hanging out; it looked at him fixedly. The man said to himself: 'How can people say that dogs can't speak? It is saying farewell to me with its eyes. I understand perfectly. ' The dog sat down, there in the space between the peaks and the frozen plain. Still looking at him fixedly, it began to speak to him in his own language: 'I have fulfilled my duty towards you, comrade. I am going to join Jason, drawn to him by his enchanted whirlpool, his whistle which seems to come from a distant childhood. They are calling me. You don't need me outside you any more. I will howl inside you, like my brother the wolf, when the hour of your leaving also comes, when you will be reunited with us in the City of Dawn.' And it began to run, slowly at first, then faster and faster, straight across the frozen plain. Some black birds appeared in the sky and flew very close to it. And as they all faded into the distance, approaching the twisted trees on the horizon, it seemed as if the birds were swooping down on to the dog, on to its coat of golden curls. And then he could see it no longer, because a thick mist covered the plain. For a long time he walked in this mist. He never knew how he managed to cross the plain, because he walked as if in a dream. And thus it was that eventually he found himself either inside a house with an old man like a gigantic mountain, whose face was marked with crevices of mineral and whose eyes had square pupils, or walking beside him. THE MASTER OF THE SPHINX

The old man sat down beside the piled-up bones of the skeleton of the prehistoric Milodon.1 'Let us talk,' he said. 'Question me as you would question yourself. The man stretched out beside him. 'I am surrounded by dead - both men and animals. And as if that weren't enough, now there's this skeleton. Can you tell me if any part of us continues to exist after death?' 'Your question is badly put. What you should ask is whether there is any reason to believe that anything survives death.' 'Is there?' 'A child, in whom the "ego" has not yet appeared, who talks in the third person, still has the dreams of an individualised being, with a clearly defined personality, which affect his whole adult life.
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Where is the "ego" which is not there, which is not yet conscious? Perhaps in his "Guardian Angel", which has not yet lost its wings) If the mind is capable of functioning outside the mortal body, then it is incorruptible, it is outside the confines of time and space. It lives in the stars, in the Ray of Green Light. If it has once been outside the body, it will be so again. Which docs not mean to say that you can rid yourself of your "ego". On the contrary. Your "ego" can rid itself of your body, but you can never rid yourself of it. It will always be there. Even in a moment of great ecstasy, there is an "ego" which knows that there was such a moment. There will always be an "ego" to know that you no longer exist.' The Master vanished. He remembered that a long while ago, in a faraway land, he had met him beside the Sphinx. Then he had spoken to him of love and crime. He had told him that it is necessary to love like one committing a crime. On his finger, the Master of the Sphinx wore a ring on which was carved a serpent.

ossible that my "ego" was dispersed among them, before it ~ntered my body. Perhaps a part of it still remains in the landscape. And thus my love of nature may be no more than love of myself .... ' " 'Happy are those who, in old age, are permitted to expenence once again the emotions of their earliest infancy, to listen to the same melody!' 'I have just met the Master of the Sphinx. But he spoke to me in symbols. I would almost say t~at he interpreted, them.' . 'He has the right to do so, he explained. Because he IS an immense mountain.' The smile of the Master who could converse with the animals and flowers was so gentle and his blue eyes were so clear that the man felt his heart fill with a deep, melancholic presentiment that this meeting, too, was drawing to a close. THE SIGNS When fundamental events are close to reproducing themselves, although they almost always take us by surprise, there are signs which should alert us. They are signs which appear in our souls and in the landscape around us. Like a muted music which appears in a ray of light and moves across the waters. The sky was a cold, pale blue. The snow and ice made walking through the rocky pass difficult. Now and then he saw some ferns, looking sad and limp as they struggled to grow in crevices in the rocks. A ray of cold light illuminated a solitary stone on which lay a Copihue ', like a bell of crystallised blood, transparent in this almost polar light. The man picked up the flower, because he knew that it had been left there for him. And on the stone he read the message: 'Come what may I will proceed To walk the way Of beauty, The way that leads towards the height That seems to touch The sky.
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When the mist dispersed, he found himself standing beside a handsome old man, with clear eyes and a sweet smile. He was contemplating the mountains and a blue lake set in a landscape whose vegetation reminded him of the Valley of the Flowers in the Himalayas. 'I have lost my friend's dog,' he explained. 'But really he was my dog.' 'He will have gone to rejoin Leo,' he replied. 'Who is Leo, Master?' 'Leo is the astrological age in which animals conversed with men .. " There are magical happenings in this world. For example, a dog which finds its master's house after being abandoned more than one hundred kilometres away. Nature is wise. If you listen to it, you can hear the voice of God, of all the Gods. Leo also understands the language of the flowers and the plants. ' 'When I was a child, I, too, could speak with the flowers. It is

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And he felt that. And your bravery will protect us to the end.' A Turn of the Wheel 25 ALLOUINE On a plateau on the mountainside near the unattainable peak lay a small lake and a semi-petrified forest of fir trees and tall pines. Her voice was like music flowing from the depths of night: 'I saw you arrive riding astride an arrow. Her hands. bravery and good fortune will never forsake you. Her eyes shone like the Morning Star. which is the name of the God of our lost continent. the fifth-born daughter of the City of Transparent Ice. which quickly gave off its blue-green light again. 'The earth was shaking. 'We are Hyperboreans. Her neck was long. I have the power to put you in contact with your star. Her forehead was like the disc of the Moon. becoming entangled in the branches of the Hyperborean oak trees. it seemed as if the wings of birds had shut out the light of day. and the white peak rising into the sky. icy landscape stood a cabin. Only because I had to wait for you. dewy light. In this lonely.24 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Steep is the path. too. ' 1 'I. The embers of a dying fire gave off a blue light. The walls of ice. The radiant summit of Mount Melimoyu 1 stood out clearly. My love will give us peace and defend us from all danger. to walk round it and reach the entrance to the cabin. The fire. 'It is Allouine!' For a moment he lost himself in the magic of her eyes. He laid her down on the skins. '0 Gods!' he said to himself. Who left on every jutting rock A lantern glowing With their dreams. On the floor were deerskins and some branches from a cinnamon tree. as if weaving her dreams. Stretched out beside the light of the green flames. She looked at him fixedly. which from a distance looked like slender serrated mountains. . He opened the small door and found himself inside a circular room. I was brought here by a miracle. It seemed to him as if it was dissolving in a sweet emotional sensation. He rekindled the fire. And it was traversed by those musical lights which can 'read the thoughts of men'. giving a view over the lake and the semi-petrified forest.. so that in places one could walk on it. 'Let us look at each other. WHA T SHE LOOKED LIKE Meli = four. You will find peace in combat. Her delicate arms. A headband of the same colour held back her hair. the man took months. like that of the statues in a temple. which appeared opaque from the outside. gently stirred the air. she herself was 'beyond the God of the Cold and Storms'. her slender legs were like the roads that lead us to and from the Enchanted City. Beside it. for the first time. now or in the depths of the grave. Although the lake was small. if you believe in me steadfastly. The water of the lake was partially frozen. I am within you. The branch of the apple tree couldn't support my weight. Her golden hair floated in the breeze from the glaciers. he was being stripped of his 'ego'. When they were closed.' Where had he heard this before? Then the woman began to tremble. But filled with light From those that climbed Before me. stood a woman. the room was not cold.' she said. And he realised that she was about to fall into the fire. . which cascaded over her shoulders like a golden waterfall. Therefore I shall call you Avris. I am you. He managed to hold her up. Her golden lashes were like petals which had fallen from the sun in autumn.. seemed transparent from the inside. . with a deep. 'My horse leapt into a ravine. Moyu = breast. And you will have no other companion.' she explained. is burning out . making her a bed of cinnamon and fir branches.. dressed in a thin red gown. which revolves but stays still. my fate is linked with yours. The night filled with stars. I am the roof which will shelter you from the storm. Only with you can I enter . But it will be I who will fight within you. carried by a ray of light. maybe even years. with a tracery of delicate blue veins. I will be constantly at your side in the Great War and if you remain loyal to me till the end of time. However. leaning at a perilous angle. Avris loved Allouine.

the star of Lucifer. THE WHITE GODS 'We are a solar race. dreaming it all for both of us. if you don't recreate me. without speaking. Until he was again able to tell her about his lost comrade and his dog. will I be able to do so. to hand you the chalice filled to the brim with the liquor of Immortality and Eternal Love. inhabited by the immortal Siddhas. It is the starting point of the journey to our star. when the catastrophe in the skies was repeated. . But they didn't find the Enchanted City. 'The ancient Celts and the Vikings knew that the White Gods. the sign. a lance and a cauldron. if you don't bring me back to hfe. the Observatory of the Sun. from whence love and dreaming come to us. 'Because the Black Sun of Midnight doesn't shed its light outside the earth but inside it. the bearless bear of the Southern Continent. the seekers of the City of Dawn.. She touched his forehead.. where the Midnight Sun rises and which is traversed by a river ofliquid gold. Perhaps you will have to change your body. where the science of resurrection and eternal love is guarded. live. That is where the White Gods. ' To comfort him. when you think you hav~ lost it. 'I. Don't allow your desire to reach the city to become excessive. fly out from there.. With them they. It seemed to him as if a whole life. and I know that I will not attain the city by my own efforts. -------------------------26 Nos: Book oJthe Resurrection . although a few of them went to a transoceanic continent. the Hyperborean bear.. became Tiahuanacu. And when you have reached it. 'In this Interior Earth arc the Cities of Agharti. If you don't love mefor all eternity. They came to search for them and built their monoliths and towers here as signs for those who would follow them. In your mind. Abraxas. became Antarcthus. the Kmg of the White Gods. on the continent of Hyperborea. Arthos. she told him the legend of their ancestors. to the mansions of the Ray of Green Light. The Discs of Light. Siva. Shambhalla and the Caesars. -----------------------A Turn oj the Wheel 27 the city. Quetzalcoatl. The entrances to the Interior Earth are to be found at the poles. together with the Soma plant.. America-Albania was the land of the White Gods after the disappearance of Hyperborea and Ultima Thule.. the gateway. beyond the Sun of Gold and the Black Sun. you will find me waiting there for you. their ancestors. They can be reached by travelling through the deep waters which flow beneath the ices. whom others have called Apollo. had come together in this momentous peak of the spiral. They carried a sword. You will have reached it without realising it. They carried our guide off to a place of safety. as well as in the Antarctic Oases and possibly on the top of this mountain. and much. in the memory of your heart. ' Suddenly he was overcome by tiredness. because that was where the Black Sun of the South Pole rose. When that continent disappeared. You will find it when you have stopped searching for it. carrying me III your most secret thoughts. 0 Avris! . to the west. The green light that streams out from both poles is the dream of the Black Sun as it longs for the Ray of Green Light. This is the mystery. in your dreams. covered in orichalcum. but from that Sun which lies on the other side of all the suns. at the point where Arcthus.. Our star is close by and appears to the Walkers of the Dawn to show them the way. came to this ancient transoceanic land. 11. DON'T LOSE YOUR SELF-CONTROL 'There must be purity in thc defeats which lead to victory. the White Gods withdrew into the Interior Earth. 'This has happened so many times!' he exclaimed. 'The memory oflight shows us that the White Gods are the fallen warriors who sought refuge in that star. They moved from one pole to the other. There the Golden Age still exists. too. which enjoyed a temperate climate during the Golden Age. Perhaps the gates of the city are the gates of death. much more. where the Sun of the Golden Age had not yet set.. The story goes that they came down to live at the North Pole. a whole Turn of the Wheel. as if the great effort of travelling and scarching through many ages had exhausted him. where Stonehenge. Through his clouded eyes he watched the fire. Only in your mind. and he stretched out beside the fire with his head in his hands. But I am a woman.. the transmitter of Venus. also brought the stone which fell from the broken crown of Lucifer. 'And I have been unable to change a thing!. It is the invulnerable Paradise which our people have rediscovered. searched for the path. like . our guides. ~hat a great risk I run and what great danger I face if you don't Imagine me.

it will vanish in a fraction of a second.. perhaps. A thousand delights that you will never forget Await you in distant lands . They will make you invisible. On the wall of the rocky quay.' And then: 'Be ready to tally the sails. like a non-existent flower shedding its petals. The other discovers the oasis Of ice for both of them. in order to enter it.. Or reach an island in the middle of the Ocean. vessel of the South Pole. surrounded by flames. he had a third eye in the middle of his forehead. the staircase came to an end. in this world and in the other world that lies on the other side of the light of this earth. Tauten the braces to the wind. The other keeps watch On the bridge. which moves beneath the surface of the water and is crewed by ghosts. when they put it on. it was a ship which was navigating beneath the A mythological legend. It was crewed by dead rnen. The boats were very small. When one doubts. which looked as if they were made of shiny metal and which seemed to be 1 He fell asleep beside the fire. Her eyes also began to close. you will cross the walls of the City of Dawn like a wind blowing from the stars. Then he held a spyglass to his third eye and pointed it towards the region of the Ray of Green Light. a pair of gloves. It was covered with the leaves of laurel and cinnamon trees. In the floor of the cabin was a flagstone which could be raised to give access to a subterranean world. While one sleeps. He was blind. They began to hear a faint melody which rose out of the water from a half-submerged object that was gliding along like a seawolf.. navigate in a ship with all its lights on. Perhaps in this way they might be able to enter the city. And it will be as if it had never existed. they would be only partially invisible. Inside each boat was a glove. indeed. cut into the rock. to lower two small boats into the river. 'Then. They began to descend a staircase which at first was made of ice and then of marble.' And he saw carvings of a dove and of a man in the form of a swastika. or a castle of diamond. beloved. Don't allow desperation to enter your search. Or. Before them flowed the dark waters of a subterranean river. listening to the musical sound of her words fading further and further into the distance. For a long while they continued their descent. Finally. And they both dreamed the same dream. turning in the opposite direction to time. And with your incorporeal body. And El Caleuche' sailed away while its crew sang: 'To every sailor the Gods Have given a comrade. 'Listen. when you have reached its walls. Take good advantage of the South Wind That makes us sail swiftly. If you fail at the gates of the city. They realised that. The captain ordered his crew. like the Wafeln in the Nordic .' 'THE NARROW PASSAGES' surface of the water. who wore strange garments. And you yourself will become convinced that it was all an illusion. Its captain climbed up on to the bridge. and all the time there was this clear white light from an unknown source which surrounded them. he read: 'Every seven hundred years the laurel will flower again. She placed some branches as a pillow beneath his head and lay down beside him. The other gives him his faith. with all its lights on. They had to take one each. which revolves like the pole. When one falls. In reality. However. turning her face towards the flames. They heard a soft. being able to move equally in two worlds. which you must take when I die. which was open and shone like a carbuncle. born out of the flames of that island. we will have died for ever. Each boat was drawn along by a parallel current until they reached some very narrow entrances. never lose your self-control.28 Nos: Book of the Resurrection A Turn of the Wheel 29 a piece of clothing. almost inaudible whistle. That is where the women with supernatural powers live. They will give you a glove. ' And the ghost ship sailed off into the distance with all its lights on.

appear on the horizon. and they realised that they were not yet to be permitted to reach the city. he went towards the forest in search of food. 'Look carefully. The island was surrounded by fire. If he had seen her appear at that moment. It was a coniferous forest. in an ecstasy of love and desire. But they were unable to stop there or go still deeper inside. looking at the signs. Today it lies in the neighbourhood of Puntas Arenas in the most southern part of Chile. Below them were rocky precipices. 'This is the impregnable Paradise where our guide lies sleeping and where one day he will awake. the animals and the golden water. the flowers. that he had recovered her within that circle which turns endlessly. Then the Great Ocean. He tried to discover the ghost of the dog. inside this aperture. and I have come because you called me'. the tops of the trees and the deep chasms that yawned open in the earth and the ice. 'The Pole is in there. He used to return there frequently. A drawbridge linked the towers with the central keep. the carved faces. Let us go inside. moved by the same impulse. which appeared to have no exits. happy in the knowledge that she was close by. The castle was made of stone and shone brightly. It doesn't exist. with his eyes half-closed. invisible. THE FLIGHT Again they dreamed the same dream. the fruits. He walked some way off so as to retrace his steps towards the rock and examine it more closely. gliding gently alongside the skuas and the condors. It was founded by the Conquistador. which invited them to drink it. They were on the edge of the plateau on the great mountain. THE WOUNDED KING One midday he found himself in front of a pyramid-shaped rock. They took hold of each other's hand and. lay the immense Ocean. On the farthest borders of the south lay the Pole. oflosing her so as to recover her.' This is what happens with the suitor. each bearing the sign of a revolving cross. And in the clear light of midday. still holding hands.' They went back. gigantic animals of a race which had disappeared from the surface millions of years ago. THE SUITOR Early in the morning. Beyond.30 Nos: Book of the Resurrection A Turn of the Wheel 31 revolving. the City of King Philip of Spain. Pedro Sarmiento de Gamboa. And then they couldn't see each other any more and didn't know if they would ever meet again. They flew southward and saw the City of Hunger and Thirst. he would have asked her: 'Who are you and what do you want of me?' And if she replied: 'I am your beloved. He was walking round the foot of a sacred mountain and sighing with love.' she explained to him. And also terrified by the doubt that it was only a dream. 1 The ancient Ciudad del Rey Felipe. during the eternal return of these events. nor if they would land in the same place at the end of those narrow passages. And they all spoke an intelligible language. let us fly higher. 'There is no Pole. 'Funnels of orichalcum'. Until one day his sighs forsake him. leapt into the abyss. he picked up a fistful of snow and crushed it to his breast to cool his ardour. he had been here before. they saw flowers made of precious metal. He experienced the sweet anguish of losing his beloved during the day and recovering her in the evening. on the edge of the lake. they thought. Of going away from her so as to be closer to her. where the possibility of meeting again was always a lucky occurrence. He had the vivid impression that he was reliving something that had happened before.' As they went deeper and deeper inside. They passed gently above the rocks and tried to decipher their inscriptions. And with each deep sigh. He walked through the forest beside the lake. But instead of falling. in which the tiny boats only just fitted. rivers of turquoise. two figures appeared. spending most of his time in its dingy thickets. the City of Petrus Sarmiento de Gamboa 1. the remains of its Golden Fleece. concentrating intensely. . They continued ever farther southward until they saW an island on which stood a castle with twelve black towers.' They could see an enormous circular aperture. they found themselves gliding above the landscape. it's an apparition. until they landed on the icy plateau on the mountain from which they had taken off. with a feeling of great freedom. He knew that rock. as he called out her name. he would have said: 'Oh! I am so busy with this love that consumes me that I have no time for you any more.

' The woman's hand. it will seem only a second to our returning consciousness. there were two objects: a fruit and a ring. She turned towards where he stood and raised her hand in a regal gesture. as if toasting him with a non-existent cup. Oh. ifall the "egos" are not just "myself'. his whole body trembled. inside this energy recurrence. or a rent or an inversion in space. She was also wearing a darkcoloured. beside this rock of revelation. let it be so! And he was permitted to listen with impunity to what they were saying. The same story. Oh. Despite this. but was dressed in strange. of the 'ego' and eternity within time. And what they were talking about was. time will also disappear. did not coincide in time with the event which. ' The woman seemed to sense the presence of a stranger. There is no way to escape from this. It grows in the wastelands. He could only find the Fruit of Return in these latitudes. When the energy in your body becomes exhausted. He collected conifer resin and turpentine. Stretching out her hand as if through the rent in space and time.our Beloved. Because there was no time. He had uncovered his head and was speaking politely to the woman. seeing the end approaching. being Caesar. or non-law. And so will "you" and "I". Ambrosia. when the images and the reality coincided. or would encounter. But you may wear the rmg. The clothes were from some future far-off time which he had somehow foreseen. dark-coloured clothes and was leaning on a thin walking-stick. find him a way out. Dionysus and the Crucified One . it is impossible to free oneself from the "ego" and its recurrent experiences. will become "myself'. While he spoke. And I will again say: Ich fiebe Dich Ariadna! 'And I will go mad again as the only way to escape from this horror. he must have encountered. And I will call this the midday: experiencing all the "egos". This rock produces blindness in whosoever looks at it from within a feverish circuit of light. without going outside time. she passed the object over to him. But. in the belief that ifhe made a drink from them it would prolong his beloved's life. the man was not wearing armour or a sword.. in some other law. ' HE ASKS THE QUESTION He didn't leave the cabin again. She was tall and slender.. this midday. His forehead was broad. restore his ravaged lands to him. He realised that the couple couldn't see him. and will and energy abandon our exhausted bodies. When that extinguishing of consciousness that we call death occurs. the same air. he thought. if only t?ey could drink gold and silver. beside this Midday Rock. even if an eternity passes between one turn of the wheel and another. The thick moustache of a warrior covered his lips. owing to a strange trick of the light from these mountains. precisely. And. His situation. She said: 'This is the king who was wounded by a cruel lance. Alexander. And you will be "yourself'. The man explained in a low voice: 'Everything repeats itself eternally. sunken. It is the Ring of Resurrection.' she explained. as if terror-stricken. he preferred fasting to the horror that had been revealed to him. And this "ego" will never know if others really exist. in the depths of midday which is also the depths of his midnight. The last becomes the first once again. it will be reproduced not once but ad infinitum throughout eternity. This is what happened to this king. 'That is the Fruit of Return. which was still raised. was mistakenly projecting these images. The serpent bites its own tail. You must avenge him. The only way to escape from my "ego" lies in madness. this "ego" which has always been here. His pain increases whenever Saturn shines. surrounded by shadows. And this "ego" which I feel myself to be. the liquor of eternal lIfe! . Time is infinite. which could make time travel towards the past and the future come towards us. caught hold of an object given it by an eagle. he knew that th~ man was a king. break through the circle with your sword.. close-fitting gown. 'Do not eat it with y. And in this hallucinatory situation. in an eternal present. the same grass will still be here. Or rather. Perhaps that rock was a sensitive spot in the earth with a capability of projection. but energy is not and it has to reproduce its creations. the subject of the 'ego' and time. And the same rock. In fact. And although an eternity may pass before energy repeats us. when the Will to Power again crosses the same circuit of light.• 32 Nos: Book of the Resurrection A Turn of the Wheel 33 Curiously. this king and this woman. because he was standing inside a still-distant vibration of the light. His eyes were feverish.

Beloved.om~ time. They spoke to me and I understood them..34 Nos: Book oj the Resurrection A Turn oj the Wheel 35 I' :1 I II I I ! He didn't leave her side. Also.. 'Before you were "I".. what were you? You were not an animal." It is impossible to escape from the "ego". e with'. across the frozen plain. I have thought about love. You explained to me that even after the emergence of your conscious . Some people are lucky enough to be able to repeat it at the end. too. But it will always be "I" who loves. And when I observe them closely. magic love could open a door through which I could escape from this circle? . Before that. of the longing of the endless pilgrimage. that is. to be this "me" of mine. although I'm not certain. nor were you a plant. but not "me". very spot. I had felt myself to be dispersed in the landscape. and I could also converse with the animals and flowers. I have seen the Wounded King. How can I be sure that other people also exist and that the world can continue if "I" disappear.. even yours which is so beautiful. dreamed by my "ego".and my "I" doesn't feel it because it cannot verify it from its own experience. And this ego which feels like this. citing it .. I. I have to make an effort to recognise myself in a hallucinatory hall of mirrors. Now he was going to ask the question. if "my" consciousness doesn't register it? Perhaps all the people round me. It is my "ego" that registers it. an absolute personality. In order to escape from this circle drawn in the belly of a demon.t~e Tulku theory . in the middle of an ocean of other "me's" who also feel themselves to be "me". Oh! It is impossible to explain this experience.. being in "them". because I am going to answer your question. 'When I was walking through the mist. if the Continent of Hyperborea is submerged. The Master who could converse with the animals and plants told me the following: there is a basic note which is given at the beginning of life. will perish? . The Master of the Sphinx would say that the way out may be found through strengthening the "ego" until it becomes an absolute ego. I believe I met some Masters..if ever I do perish . and who do not say "I" but "we" when speaking about themselves. Let us imagine what it might be. Wotan or Odin whispered a great secret in the ear of Baldur as he lay dying on his pyre of perfumed sandalwood. their faces. someone will agam feel himself to be me. the discoveries they pass on. The painful question I asked myself was this: is it possible that they fecl themselves to be "me" in the same way as I do? It was impossible for me to believe it. The Master of the Sphinx stated: "If in the moment of greatest ecstasy the' ego' were not present. or somewh~re else in the imme~se ~l11verse. Do you understand? Can you grasp this? Can you comprehend this feeling? 'We have heard tell of the Tulku. simultaneous consciousnesses. to penetrate with her the ultimate mystery of life and death. are projected by my fevered imagination. when I perish . feeling myself to be "me". who live and die. underlining their parallel existences in different bodies or in one single but ubiquitous one. what they write. Now he wanted to know. I had lost my comrade and his dog. not just its beginning and end. But with human beings it was different. because that is my note which has been sounding since my infancy. in many centres of space-time. "I" know. he has gone mad . can I seriously believe that my "ego" can perish? IfI am "me". in their almost infinite varieties. Only if my "I" returns will she return .. of the Eternal Return and partings. a hen I perish . Or did I speak to myself through them? When the "ego" finally took possession of me. Might it be possible that individualised. If the world comes to an end. I believe I stopped being able to understand that language. only "me". This is how it was given to me: suddenly I felt myself to be "me". there would be no one there to know that there had been a moment of ecstasy.if ever I do perish she. at . Don't you see that half my face is yours? Only half of it is still mine ... "my" consciousness. beings who are more than one go who live in 'several places in the universe at the same time. don't fall asleep. who sees the beloved. Think for a moment: everything that happens in the universe is known only by "me". When the TWilight of the Gods began to fall over the world and iron took the place of gold.. of reunions and losses.. will be "I" myself.. if our Great Guide loses the war. How can I not believe that I projected her if. And even this is "I" who am saying this. "I" register. I heard it in what was almost my earliest childhood. perhaps on this w .. What others say.. It is possible that I retained that faculty for some time: feeling myself to be "me" and yet still being "them". if I am the only one who can feel myself to be this "me" nd no one else can feel like this. although you could converse with them. And the Master of the Sphinx completed the idea for me by explaining that this note affects some people's whole life.somewhere. this "me" that I feel myself to be . ' Gently she interrupted him: 'Look at me. "I" am the one who knows it.

' . What was at one time outside you is your "guardian angel".' . Your "guardian angel" has abandoned you . in the Interior City of Green Glass of his Star. Because I am the "her" who one day emerged from Him. . Neither of them had a face. so that you can bring me back to life with your face. Kaliyuga. . you WIll never reach the same point. In this way. Although the spiral may seem to reach the same spot. 'Without giving up your "ego"... although I need your victory so much. It dissolves. you will regain the faculty the persona has of conversing with the animals. attaching it to the persona to make a form and consciousness that can never be destroyed.. without quarter. giving you my nothingness so that you can make it immortal. just as you are the face of mine. which is very old. ' :But I am listening to you teUing me aU this with my "ego". it was a phIlosopher who asked himself the question. Yes. with his White Horse. And you will only have me in your mind and in your heart. he and she were lying on beds of cinnamon branches. because they were afraid that I would let it drop. 'This is a struggle against God. when I was a year old or perhaps less. Because I am the face of your soul. you must fight the battle as a warrior. . I remember. For a time you didn't lose this faculty. The person waiting for you doesn't have a face. where was It? And you. As your "ego'" becomes stronger. the "I am I" . the "ego" bong only a part of it and the body its exact image. But you don't have a face either. Someone is waiting for you somewhere. the persona becomes a personality. dreamed by a Great Him. 'Only the "ego" enters the body. We will be Nos. Yes. plants and stars. The women of the house ran to take hold of me. That child was a very old and WIse man. you have given your persona a face.' THE SUPPLICANT Thousands of years ago.. So.. And when the "ego" became defined. But. And perhaps you may be able to become this persona again afterwards. in the landscape. including my nothingness. in reality they don't wish it. You have become individualised. when the "ego" was not inside your body. Kalki Was at rest.. the Darkest Age. It is a solitary struggle. it leaves you alone. and I am a double-edged sword. Because while wishing you to be victorious. th~ persona becomes weaker. your soul doesn't have one. who moves awav as your body and mind become hardened. I am the "her" who longs to be your Her. And the "ego". as if beside a spring. its reflection.. because I will put you to the tests that could make you lose the battle.36 Nos: Book of the Resurrection A Turn of the Wheel 37 "ego" you continued to converse with nature. began. and once outside rebelled and put everything at stake. I have recovered it. but dreams that you WIll bnng It one. The road ISIrreversible. Because. in the animals and the plants. and you will fall and get up again many times. The persona. seems to remain outside. That is the difference I believe . Can you ever get out of that? Perhaps by feeling that the persona which you were before you ~ere "ego" still exists. it will have a different meaning.. I was projected. it knew the Importance of the ring and knew that it would never let it drop.. I must fight as a woman: by dying.. It felt dee~ly offended by this lack of trust. Where is this persona when the child still has no sense of the individual "ego"? In my case. I repeat: I am the face of your soul. As you were by a Great Her. Here. And even if you arc victorious in the harsh tests set in this mystery. that child felt itself to be a persona. all the Gods and your "angel". I remember. in the deep south of the world. ... you won't be able to give a face to your persona unless you accompany me to the very end.. the Master of the Sphinx said that even a child has the dreams of a mature person which can affect his whole life . a shadow of the light which has taken on a shape in order to travel around and gain knowledge in this world. it disappears into the distance. Or perhaps it only becomes partiaUy incarnate. Because you are a man. And we will put on the mantle of Absolute Personality because we will have escaped from the fatal circle of returns. on a plateau near the peak of the sacred Mount Melimoyu. Journey ever onward until one day you and your "ego" enter the city where I await you. even if you walk back along it. It is not a question of renouncing the "ego" but rather of making it eternal. unless you bring me back to life.. I was leaning out of a tower holding my grandfather's ring tightly in my hand. beside the fire in a small dwelling made of blocks of icc.. awaiting your return. And this is the ring. how did you feel without your "ego"? Were you a persona or not?' 'Let me remember..

as delicate as the breeze which stirred the crowns of the ancestral oaks . with love expressing itself in a glance. ' He reached her side. varying from copper to deepest gold and finally pale gold. or of honey stored in drifting icebergs. The other half is mine. when he first contemplated the woman. with a tiny cleft in the middle. through all the turns of the wheel. And as he caressed her aura. do not close them. And now he remembered that. like liquid gold. he exclaimed: 'It's true. we will open the doors to a universe which not even the greatest dreamers of longing have ever imagined. Love it. to the nuptial homeland. by loving and protecting one another. . the amber road which leads me to the primordial continent. its hills. the warrior had succumbed. we will smash the walls of the circle of returns. They are the ones that love. like a breath of soft air flowing from a universe preserved for him alone. And she brushed his lips with hers. honey from polar bees or the midnight sun. Together we will attain it. on the other side of the light. Either it causes him to lose his spiritual virility. 'There is more than one body. And your marble shoulders. Then your forehead. its secrets. or else it instils such strength in him that he is able to free the giants from their prison in the rocks and raise the Continent of the Spirit. Her hair hung down to her waist. honey from a Copihue surrounded by a halo of light from the Morning Star. a swan which will reintegrate us with the race of the kings of our blood. Her neck was long and slender. He could also read her thoughts. making him realise that she had always belonged to him. through an eternity.. too. Now I am caressing the aura of your neck.. All my other bodies will feel it. Only you will give me eternal life. The last one to do so must be the one you can now see. fusing with his cells. She raised her hands. THE BODY OF THE ABSOLUTE WOMAN She let her red gown fall.. 'How was it possible to create so much beauty?' he asked himself. 'All of ours are enveloped in an identical substance. It was like the touch of a petal. near your hair. Such a kiss produces unexpected consequences in a man. covered by a soft golden down. We will drink from the glorious cup. The man closed his eyes. thus giving rise to the infinite turnings of the wheel. with its seas. he whispered: 'First here. their union would be possible. were visible through them. with an inconsolable sadness. in some undefined place. imbued with the water of love. as wide as the disc of the Moon which fell upon the world like a stone from the broken crown.' He began to move closer to her. its shadows. without opening her eyes. And she stood naked. Her clear blue eyes were once again piercing into him as if to tell him that there. his destiny as a sacred warrior. non-existent centre. Her long lashes cast shadows on her cheeks. his blood. Her lips were smiling sweetly. ' She trembled. Oh.' THE KISS She came even closer. his hallowed reticence. Only half your face belongs to you. I have sought you through all the worlds.. very slowly. so that he could feel the agitated rise and fall of her breasts. as if in a trance. while the flames enveloped her in a light which was nevertheless incapable of clothing her Absolute Nakedness. because "honey and milk are under your tongue". as though from the wings of an Andean condor. with her eyes almost closed.. EL-ELLA. and the reflection of the flames brought magical changing lights into it. A whole continent to explore. alongside the martyred coasts of the south of the world.. Allouine! I have always loved you. caress it. When at last they opened them and could see each other again. And your eyes . Her chin was like a fruit of paradise. He could smell the woman's integral perfume.38 Nos: Book oj the Resurrection A Turn of the Wheel 39 The sleeves of her gown were full and her snow-white arms.' she explained to him. as my world would be extinguished and I am already blind to all other light! Your exquisite nose is a bird which flutters in the sunshine and the scents of spring. And he felt that a subtle emanation from her skin and her veins was penetrating him. It is the visible double of the others which you as yet cannot sec. constructed from the heavy materials of this exterior earth. The closest thing to this body is the aura. exclaiming: 'Allouine. Your lips are that door which will open to allow me to gaze upon the City of Dawn. and began to caress his aura. where you hid the moonstone in the depths of the glaciers of the dawn. In an uncreated.

giving him a face. . y t h e magicians. We will be two sleepwalkers allowing ourselves to be guided by the legend of our White Gods. absorbed into HIM-HER and HER-HIM. of the White Gods who have become separation of . because that way death will swallow you u w~ never be the Great devouring Mother. of attaining a world beyond God. never returned' . of the Morning Star. 1 . He drew his sword and placed it between them. beside the fire. ld absorbed into the sources of creative en. the refusal to tolerate all th~. "Th light doesn't come from the east. They demand to be. Your sacred virility WIll enable us to life. discovering the stone of change. it loves pious reticence. of giving a face to our souls. do not take possessIOn 0 f my b 0 d y. di IVId 1 . . . revealed in the mystery of the Grail. Let us awaken tonight. no fusion with a God or redeemer awaits r wa is not the way of ecstasy of the saints but the way of us. The Grail doesn't toler~te unbridled passions. from the tree whose silken threads join the earth to the sky. from the Tree of Paradise. I shall give you my death. THE SCABBARD OF THE SWORD 'Beloved. We must do everything in our power to drink from the cup of immortality. an d And I will not destroy your magic ity. I will make you pregnant WIth the son of death And we will both remain virgins. I will be the She who leads you to heaven. Transported to the icy wastes of the south ld with Parsifal in a Ternplars' ship. ~ reverent flattlhtu e . . m love. in the esotericism of the troubadours and the Minnesinger of the High Middle Ages. 'I u~derstand. I know that they will not be calmed merely by my taking possession of your body. My love and desire for you are more powerful and inextinguishable than this fire. Do you remember the words of the ascetic of the ran: . livi will turn you into a vanquished warnor.t . She stretched out an arm over the blade and clasped his hand. Light fl gmg for etermty. If you sheathe me carelessly. Therefore.' THE TEST Thus were completed the different stages of this most ancient Hyperborean Initiation of A-Mor.40 Nos: Book of the Resurrection A Turn oj the Wheel 41 He carried her to the bed of branches. hvsi 1 b d she explained to him in her musica VOIce u other's _P YSlca 0 Y'.hat act prevents rm doin so The Wounded King also said this. We are gomg to try an d c h an ge God . do not mi n~gb~ allowed into heaven. . hild f the flesh to bring new opportumties mme gIVIng you c 1 ren 0 . How many times has this happened already in the Circle of Return! We only have a limited amount of time in which to put the pieces of the broken scabbard back together again. I am ready. .' . vm . the Primordial Fema e. IS brutal. We do n~t h~~ the lunar troubadour: "Take us back to where you too us rom. And together we will have triumphed. andf Cross on . . with the Vermilion of the worIts . IVIng In a dream 0 unfulfilled glories. Creating wor. I shall place my eternity in your hands and fulfil to the utmost the Myth of Feminine Immortality. md b' sword without taking possession of each id separate y a. Let .' 'How could we sleep! May this sword protect us. . 'The chastity of the sacred warn~r is the nobility of his sexual act. in a dream which not even the most impassioned Walkers of the Dawn could dream: to break down the walls of the great circle and end the turnings of the wheel. di id Is when such a great possibility already exists or to ot er In IVI ua . Because it is your magic virility which will enable us to travel along the river of death..' he whispered. f 11 SI e. To the true.' 'I am the scabbard of your sword. And we will have lost our only chance of resurrection. loving each other inside and outside etermty. Ou..ergy.ace In A .g ht with a man and a woman lying naked SIde by that ancien. from the Hyperborean oaks..w h'· He sal'1s an d' all its lights on . as the saga tells us. Hyper orea 0 . ~~ the end of our road. us not crea e cbildren of the flesh. . Kingdom 0 'whence It from b f the White Gods of America-Albama. They will show us the path and inspire us. . s. ki 1 nd while the ultimate test of this initiation ~as ta Ing p . f h . Now is the dept so IS ~l!. because his feeling for the bea~ty ~f . We have a limited number of opportunities to sound our notes in their purest form. b~cause they ~e1 :hat they have done everything possible to ment being deified. after which we will lose each other. '1' ng your es . ou bet' 1' dO ~~~~:~ . w Of . you will break me. made of wood from the apple trees of Avalon. beyond all the Gods.lItgis ~n immaterial irrevocability . do not fall asleep! Watch with me through this long night. .. ht fh: followers of Lucifer. You must also fulfil the Myth of Virile Immortality. e h f ? on trul li ht in the depths of midnight. 1 wa known us I will not lure you into loving my body In the on y y I '11 to 'the dark age.

because he loved her with an intensity that was equalled only by the fire which ~urned there. h . I believe that a balance w111 be achieved. As the end approached. what if she were never to return to life. they will carry them to the city. They were closer to the point of origin. . . if only nothingness lay at the end of this Journey. We have lost many turns of the wheel. Blood Memory. in order to help those who bear the sign. the Iron Age. seemed to waver. Perhaps it 1Shonour and loyalty. So our combat is more heroic. of all our bodies at once. He stayed by her side. The memory of the love lost at t e Mmne.. the heroes. 'We are living dangerously. In the Dark Age. he asked himself. because only by becoming effeminate could you satisfy the erotic sensibilities of a woman's physical body. you will achieve the Grail. What if none of this were certam. men lived for more than a thousand years. losing themselves m the diaphanous midday sky. True possession is the mental possession of all her other bodies. smg keep 1t pure. . With the memory of your beloved in your heart. Only a little time remained to her on this earth and in her lovely body. faced with the inevitable. it will wish to see you triumph through your courage alone. so that they remembered everything. Immortality is not given to all. trying to fight the.A Turn of the Wheel 42 Nos: Book of the Resurrection 43 will become a woman if you love the body of a woman. We must discover this love together." This is so. . Do sea bar k e Your sword is double-edged. . The chaste warrior is the most virile one.' . You bear the sign on your e belong to a different race. against the Prince of Slavery and his armies of strange beings who advance in the opposite direction to our Myth of Resurrection and Eternal Love. I will also follow your enterprise when I am dead. Sheathe me gently. in all the worlds and as Sons of Light. By loving my body. nor intelligence. where you will find the perfume of my visible body. When you remember what your blood tells you. Thus. fights against the forces of darkness. breaking down the doors of the city. In their Discs of orichalcum. without letting go of his hand: am the bb d of your sword. . but what 1S the qualification for attaining it? It is not kindness. my love. 'After death. di . One is born different. There were moments when her eyes became fixed on a point b~yond t~e fire and the walls of transparent ice. a Minnesdnger. . When we become fore h ea d . k me i bl d beginning of time flows through the blood... They will rescue them from the Dark Age before the final cataclysm. tomght. too. Its scabbard is called not rea me. As I will find in yours. We will belong to this order even when we will be immortals. h . . The genuine orgasm isn't a physical one but another which is endless. and which is produced by your contact with my invisible bodies. who will ave ream of resurrection and eternal love for all etermty.. nor sacnfice. You will be a warrior-troubadour. f the ether we will know how to love each other so e y v1bratlOnS 0. the amorous racing of my blood intensified. crossmg the most iverse nsClOUS II c~ . my love. you will make it even more material. This holy war maintains the balance between the opposing universes. w1~he turned to~ards him. To take physical possession of the beloved is to lose one's soul. when it sends . of green light. but without intervening directly so as not to transgress the secret code. nor even a feeling for beauty. See me in your 00. softly. where they will become part of that timeless order which. 'In the Golden Age. we have fallen so low that it is almost impossible to go back along the current and return to the time when immortality was almost a permanent gift from heaven. if he we:e . the warmth of my lips. h the glance with the pleasure that never dies.never to find her again. you will turn it into a body made of lead. his gnef increased. angel of love and death who possessed them both: the consummatlon of the myth and the legend.'1 THE 'TINY SPARK' She was dying. this road which was now coming to an end? She. when we are no longer made of mortal flesh but of red. Another day she opened her eyes very wide and looked at him m that indescribable way that he could only compare with the impression produced by the Morning Star at dawn. it. W . sung 0 ur d 'Hei/!' . his search his dream. which lies beside you. And we will be more than the Gods. the cities of the immortals still lie hidden to help those who seek them with courage and who still possess the "tiny spark". giving inspiration to the Seekers of the Dawn. who were not touched by this chance-destiny which launched us on this enterprise of death and resurrection. somewhere. without being able to intervene in your conflicts. imperishable matter. Fate is testing you. However. causing him to doubt everything that had been said.

'Will the laurels flower again some day? .' And in her musical voice. With his sword. Blooms the fiery lily of eternal love. The Egyptian pharaohs had lost the faculty of bringing the dead back to life.. THE RING OF RESURRECTION It was on examining the ring that he had the idea of embalming the body of his beloved.44 Nos: Book of the Resurrection A Turn of the Wheel THE EXCHANGE OF HEARTS 45 us a message through its deep. resigned.. As he went to spread the perfumed resin over her left breast. Hope reawakens. ') 'Come. Then her head fell back and her eyes closed.. conclusion. she recited a poem which she would compose in another turn of the wheel: 'The tenuous melancholy spins Its delicate web in the soul And the muffled murmur of memories Darkens space. pained By their immense fragility. And slowly impregnates each thread Of frozen mist. until he could bring it back to life. Within us is a "tiny spark". collected the scattered branches together and went out into the forest in search of resin.' she whispered. The renewed certainty of eternal Development rises out of infinity. Now they would never see again in this world. end. Don't leave me without a heart. The leaves fall. the Land of Resurrection and Eternal Love. as beautiful as before. he made a cut in the bark of a conifer tree and drew some off. hurry!' She asked him to kiss her. the Lefthanded Swastika which signifies the return to the Nuptial Home. my love.' He obeyed her and felt his heart die in her. when it was .. He imagined that by doing this he would preserve it through all the turnings of the wheel. For the last time she looked at him intently. she embraced him. don't leave me THE LEFTHANDED SIGN He put out the fire. He held her tightly and implored alone in this house of ice . 'Give me your heart. she sighed deep into him and gave him her heart. of the Seekers of the City of Dawn. The spark creates. he discovered a red spot on it: the sign of the Walkers of the Dawn. He mixed it with some water and ice from the lake and returned to the cabin. The mists disperse in its heat.Lead us along the righteous path of those who do not err. die nicht irre gehn! (. den graden Und derer. He undressed the body of his beloved and began to cover it with the resin. deep within her. All is death. velvety light. The warm flame grows and grows. I felt it light up last night. And with her last remaining strength. ' Fiihr uns den Weg. when the Golden Age returned. In the silence of the white peaks. 'Now you must breathe out inside me. Wasn't the mummy a sign? They hoped to preserve the body until that Hyperborean science was rediscovered one day. She raised herself up with difficulty on her bed of branches. filled with nostalgia for the universes that lie on the other side of other suns. which was now very weak. Kissing him with open lips. Crackling and magical. The soul turns and turns Within the black space. ' her: 'Don't go. Twisted by the strident clamour Of the being which struggles To escape the inevitable. which. Did they preserve the key of the seminal atom. Conceiving a vague desire for self.

And the entire firmament was covered with green rays of light. like an eye blinking. to take an active part in creation. And the chosen gesture would be that of their first kiss. that sacred bush of the South Pole. and of red Copihues. like a combination of notes and sounds. in the chosen gesture. cover~ng her with her red gown.earing the sign to enter the city. repeating the action time and time again. like the apple trees of Avalon. like the trees which live their whole lives without moving.he a?a~e set in the ring was a silhouette surrounded by carved inscnptions. as if concentrating on a point. like cathedrals. like the oak trees of Hyper bore a. They would stand motioriless at the centre of eternity.' He reached the pyramid-shaped rock. he thought he heard a rustling sound. In this way she would be preserved for ever. As . Soon it became soft music. The mummy was the symbol used to represent Osiris. with honour and loyalty to the end. with bodies that only they could see. This has always been the way to win. And it looked at him as if it was sending him a message. He covered her with snow and ice. ' THE DISC Standing beside her tomb and the Midday Rock. he realised that he had been in the presence of the Grail of the Andes and hadn't asked the question nor ordered it to take him with it. like their present ones but also very different.46 Nos: Book oj the Resurrection A Turn oj the Wheel 47 deciphered in the Eternal Return. He felt clearly that he had been doing this for an eternity. my beloved. For a long time they gazed at each other. he knew that one day he would be able to decipher its message. Indescribable! It was throbbing.ed the sledge over the snow. l~lt doesn't matter if a battle has been lost.he dragg. helping those who were ~orn b. They would play that game. almost as if it was breathing. He took his sword and traced the sign and the lines: 'While you sleep.stars'. it. he tried to imagine what that timeless time would be like when they would be together. like the touch of a snowflake or a sigh from the light of the Mornmg Star. In the and hi hest range of the light of another world. . until the Light began to move around and upwards. MIDDAY Within his breast there now beat a woman's heart.. like the summit of. . a game. the bell-flower of blood drawn from his woman's heart. It closed like an eyelid and moved rapidly towards the horizon. He thought he could make out the name Phosia. The image was that of a mummy. They would leave eternity behind after an eternity. with her arms crossed over her breast. like the temple of the sun and the moon. He had lost the given opportunity for both of them. It is a dance. dance that dance. He dug a grave there and placed her inside it. within which they would live WIth their faces. the Irreproducible God of Resurrection. apparently a woman. larch and laurel branches and laid her on. 'far beyond the . would breathe fresh life into the 'image and the figure'? And also into memory and glory? On t. because they would b~ on the other side of the light. He built a sledge of conifer. I keep watch. which was played danced far above this earth's visible and audible scale. And he would have to wait another seven hundred years before the laurel flowered again. foreshadowing the mantle of immortality he would one day give her. separate and together. it is only important to fight it properly. Perhaps it had been Allouinc's name in an earlier turn of the wheel. ~ike rays of light. but never lost. like s. As he examined this magic stone. In a blinding flash. Her blood now flowed through his veins. until it became no more than a star which grew paler and paler. the emblematic flower. losing and finding each other.tatues. For our Myth of A-Mor. the mountain. on her sledge of branches and flowers. A Disc of Light stopped in space in front of him. mingling with his and inspiring his every act. while at the same time it 'read his thoughts and feelings'. He wove her a crown of cinn~mon leaves.

L-shaped building. it took almost a day to travel from Santiago to the family estate in the foothills of the Andes. which lived up to its name by flowing down the mountainside as a crystal-clear stream. murmuring over boulders and rocks. of antique furniture made from jacaranda. according to the season. Attached to one end of the house was the colonial-style . The domestic dogs and fowl used to drink there together with the wild birds. On alighting from an ancient train.--------------------------.. Inside the rooms was an unforgettable aroma of old wood. mahogany and oak.. crossing the River Claro. until it was lost in the distance.. at the bottom of which was a tiny brook whose water flowed from the Andes and whose banks were covered with a shady tangle of brambles. The mansion was over two centuries old and was a singlestorey. A road bordered by farm cottages led to the estate houses.~p---------------------------.dried or ripe. roast chestnuts and fruit . with fig trees. In his heart he always carried the memory of the eternal snows on the mountain tops. The dusty road wound up into the hills. . The penetrating scent of the myrrh trees pervaded the whole valley in spring-time.. the everlasting fire of the heavens. The huge gates were open to allow the carriage and its snorting horses to pass through. smelling of meat. painted a colonial red. These were surrounded by a high wall. At the back stretched an enchanted garden.<iii &ramoa ANOTHER TURN OF THE WHEEL THE GARDEN OF CHILDHOOD In those times. Nearby were the kitchens. willows and chestnuts. roses and hydrangeas. They were the white blood of the giants and the condors.. The entire main body of the mansion was painted the same red as the outside wall. a scent of accumulated years and time. with doors which opened onto a gallery supported by hand-carved pillars. one was driven through the tiny provincial town in horse-drawn carriages.

jasmine and convolvulus. People are moving around. the plants begged him to do so from the other side of a wall of glass which was growing less and less transparent. the illusion of that love . he had been glVen his diapason. invent some Non-Existent Violets. I am standing in one o~ the rooms 111 that mansion which is over two hundred years old. And he realised that now he would have to create.. Someone came and took him out of the garden. Oh.. because he only spoke the language of the plants well. but at the same time I feel myself to be a very old person.' THE FACE One day. from that moment on.' He lived that moment as if outside time. the flowers. The child conversed with the flowers.. The child suffered for all these defenceless creatures who came and told him little things.. with the grass that grew so sweetly and was so fragile.' The violets also told him so (because they didn't smell the same as when he was a child). behind me is a brass bedstead. 'Take us with you for ever. he lived only A cake with five or maybe four candles . a face emerged from a rose. It is a .. This chapel contained the tomb of a seventeenth-century Spaniard. To my right stands a big wardrobe which gives off an aroma of old wood. Between him and his garden. the scent of the violets of h1S childhood! Like so many things.he couldn't remember which . it was a shady place.q Another Turn of the Wheel 51 for love and to seek the face of that flower in all women. forget-me-nets. We want to make ourselves invisible within you. Its eyes looked at him as ifhe was not a child but a timeless being. the land of Avalon. with double-headed eagles whose bodies were shaped like hearts. climbing up the huge tree until he reached its topmost branches. the key of his melody. far away. foaming milk fresh from the cowshed were brought to him on a tray. urged on by an intense desire to get closer to the condors who glided in the clear skies and who would stop in mid-flight in order to look at him. in front of me is a table. To bring them back to life. smelling of damp violets. for ever. THE VIOLETS OF CHILDHOOD 50 Nos: Book of the Resurrection chapel. . In their · 1· n their souls he sought the scent of the garden of bo dres. where there is always a light which seems to come from other worlds. even before he felt himself to be 'ego'. childhood. And the sweet scent oflighted candles and evening prayers. . timeless. And during that time. like a priestess from the valley of the Andes. On summer mornings. from earliest childhood. The tray was bordered with ~ garland ~f violets covered with dewdrops. He lost that faculty. Even today he has difficulty in remembering it. The face said something to him that he didn't fully understand. The white-haired woman who came into his room carrymg his present. with an altar carved by artisans from Cuzco. love me. In his memory. 'EGO' I am a very young child. 111 the foothills of the Cordillera of the Andes. said: 'Happy birthday! Now you're not a child any more. or perhaps at that precise moment. their sorrows mostly. the secret of that glance. His 'ego' interposed itself between him and their scent. and asked him not to forget them but to take them with him when he was separated from them and could no longer understand their language.$ --~ --------------------------~.and warm. perhaps from the Morning Star. with gildings and a pair of strange candelabra made of myrtle wood. in the garden of childhood. But. a Non-Existent Garden. There. But the child's paradise lay in a tiny circular garden in front of the house. And never afterwards was he able to speak freely with the animals and flowers. Bevond lie other rooms and a door which opens onto a gallery with pillars and vaulted niches. . Now he seems to remember that some tremulous secret revealed to him by the grass made him cry on more than one occasion. with the birds and. with the tree. as if clothed in a dignity conferred on me by the passage of centuries. surrounded by bamboo canes up which climbed roses. above all. In the middle grew a huge pine tree. 'Don't forget us. he used to go into the garden and not leave it again until midday. where was the child? Mingling with the plants and the flowers. which he now confuses with an oak in the Central World.' they begged him. It seemed to say to him: 'Seek me. . the violets of today don't smell the same as they used to. in the precarious and mystical country called Chile. The tree. a former master of these lands.

so clear. Everything smells and sounds as If It was new-born. is it possible that. because that child was a knew that . filled WIth the fear that the thought of coming face to face with a dream or the ghosts of an idealised world produces in us. I felt offended. obeying orders. Or I couldn't. impelled bv longing .dfather. The fields were still transparent. late in life. with a recently-incarnate 'ego'. 'UNINHABITED BLUE' More than half a century pas passed. And ~continue asking myself: supposing that the ego ISan electro-chemical phenomenon in the brain's biochemistry. 'me-myself. because it has been recreated.n ontological occurrence. that is. whenever . because I In I would 'never have done so. I am both a very old and a new sage. h~ldmg tightlv in my tiny fist my grandfather's blue sapphire ring WIth hIS initials engraved in gold. who awakens and directs his sure gaze over the world and over himself. . but with a clanty and lucidity that no philosopher ever had. 'uniquely-me'. firstly. And when the women came to bring me . And it happened that one day I went back. solemn. The double-headed cagle had lost its talons but still had its heart. you know that I do. my newlyappeared 'ego'.I open the secret ark of wisdom. no faces I could see or hear. remembering inhabited. in my memory ('who' remembers. Only the violets didn't smell the same. I wandered aimlessly.y childhood. part of the mechanics of growth of the body. lookmg at the people walking along that gallery. all the beings ~ovi~g about here. And the most important thought that comes into my mind at that time which I believe that I am thinking for the first time.. Although I believe I can't understand you. the mountain tops snow-covered. With deep wonderment. of th~ central face m the garden of my childhood. legendary personage. tell me your sorrows and your joys. Almost all the same people were there. the road dusty and the River Claro running over steep rocks. 'them'? And this experience. d0 ors . older than my ~ran. (this 'ego') -leaning over the balcony of a house in the city. everythmg was exactly the same.' Thus I spoke to the beloved tree of my childhood. myself. immediately this centre is open. to feel myself to be 'me'. And also of the Face m t~e Flower..so I believe . where was it before? And what was the 'ego' before? Or who was it? And. the places I have . thinking I heard the ghostly VOIcesof my ancestors. I say to myself: do they also feel themselves to be 'me'? It isn't possible that each of 'them' also feels himself to be 'me'. that child can ask himself such fundamental questions. Whenever I read the following poem. a centre whI~h opens up at a given moment in a child's development. I will remain the same until the end of our eternity. WIthout anyone seeing me there. which had lost its protective fence and had been invaded by weeds. because I am a child-philosopher and my thoughts are experiences. this ego which suddenly appears. I am the only one to feel myself to be 'me'. Scenes repeated themselves in the light. 'me' and not 'another'? And then. However. And I stood beside the huge pme tree. of a. For the first time .. The tombstone had become encrusted in the floor and ItS inscription worn away by the passage of time. so recently emerged from the secret coffer of the universe. And at that precise moment I begin to think like a philosopher.before the appearance of that 'ego'. or 'who' engraved this recollection on my memory?). that is 'him'. saying: 'Speak to me as you used to. that IS. but without being surprised. The street below was full of vehicles and pedestrians. has affected my whole life from earliest childhood up to the present. tell me everything. I travelled the whole world. .whether I wish to or not . I rested my forehead against its ancient bark and embraced it. . no ~irds.always m search of the City of Agharti and Avalon. so to speak? Furthermore. I entered the abandoned garden. Or in reality. I haven't changed.52 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Another Turn oj the Wheel 53 beautiful day full of summer sun and moving light. fearing I would let the ring drop. I observe. I see myself at less than a year old . 'uniquely-me'. the old walls still painted red. this unique 'me'? 'Me'. gaining such a clear experi~nce. but as yet WIthout an ego.the Pilgrim of the Great Longing . my former self. I never wanted to go back. is the following: is it possible that in the midst of all the people around me. a person filled with antiquity.of n. I remember the pilgrimage which. returning from time to time. There were no flowers. I made to the land of my birth: 'And now. And the walls were older and the gilded sculptures m the chapel were damaged.I have a sense of my 'ego'. And I am surprised.

. Together we lived solar times. So that no man can console the one who suffers thus: All that he seeks. . As I narrate this 'hermetic biography' which is not accessible to everyone. and it would repeat itself endlessly. 111 times w IC cont1l1ue . I keep watch for you. ' And if I return to life.among whom I was numbered . his consecutive atmosphere. or in another place which is even farther away. The war had taken place many times. has also gone far away. the search in a new turn of the wheel. although his name was really Hector. In order to feel how. And I will enterthe CIty WIth It. in a remote. I sang the Song of the Comrade: 'If you doubt. I thought to describe _. I think because I was impelled by the 'blood memory'.' hi h .my meeting with and loss of a companion of my youth. entering upon this combat with no other weapons than the memory of the face in the flower in the garden of my childhood. that he "still" enriches and impoverishes steps on the earth But who is there. He wou continue 11S searc 1the turns of the wheel in those to come and those that throug h a 1 ' came before. I laugh joyfully. guided by the 'blood memory'. If you leave. without beginning or end. And to know that he "still" exists. I grew up in the forests of this southern land like a 'pure madman'. And if you have a dog.------------------------------~ PI' i 1 " I Ii :I Ii 1\ . Solitary as a mountain. 111 search of the SUbterranean City and the doorway opening onto the Star of Origins. unri h t so as to He wanted to remain pure an d upng Jason d I . also. It was the Master who explained the significance of the great war to me and the reason why I had taken part in it. I took part in this war although I didn t know the reason for it. I was orphaned as a child and was brought up by a widow called Fresia or Freyja. absorbed. I have dedicated myself to explaining a Myth and a Legend. the plea with which all strange solitude surprises us.. the light of the one who breaks through his security. his whole being explodes within a great number... I don't remember if it was here. my paternal grandmother. At his graveside. 'which rules both poles. I have gone through life singing a certain obsessive melody. All that he loves. enveloped in the mists of passing years and turns of the wheel. It seems to me that none of this is new. The guides who didn't die on the corpse-strewn battlefields had to embark once again on the long exodus towards the ices of the south of the world. the same. on returning."! MY COMRADE I I . . And it was this war that led me to the Mast~r and to be initiated into an ancient circle. in a midday which 1 Jason left this Second Earth shortly before the great wa~ of the Mahabharata began. As before it ended with the defeat of the followers of the God of the Losers of the Kaliyuga. Because the Noms had spoken.------------------------~~ Another Turn of the Wheel 55 idnight dreaming of and searching for the City of Dawn. but that I have repeated it thousands of times. h would be more propitious for him. because I also lost him very early on.. whom I believe I called Jason. those for whom he now weeps. If you sleep. . I shall fight for both of us. attaining itself. Without God. I understand that the feeling. I will look after it. THE GREAT WAR OF THE MAHABHARATA 54 Nos: Book of the Resurrection And which still carry my sacred thoughts. in many turns of the wheel. whose key was given me in the land of my birth. you will also return to life in me. polar region. without direction.. Nothing more. and as I sing my melody softly. with difficulty.. Very soon I rebelled against the Great Widow. Thus there will be a dog m the sky WIth us. embodying them in my life. and it was not night that fell upon the defeated .but the By the Chilean poet Omar Caceres. this legend. I II In this turn of the wheel. ld conti 1. saying the word then. was a r111 ed young. Is nothing more than the evidence which remains of human sadness. Because to each warrior The Gods have Given a comrade. Or.

56 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Another Turn of the Wheel 57 hope of resurrection in the Oases of Ice. I came to the Master in the middle of this war by a 'lucky occurrence filled with meaning'. THE MASTER AND THE SERPENT I am standing before the Master. like flaming icebergs. establishing its rule in each. nor understands them. When it reached my throat. between fear of a black void and its earthly light. . Harsh is the judgment of the Noms! And the warrior must accept it with honour and a joyful heart. which had appeared for the first time in the garden in which the golden apples of childhood grew. something was gripped by an unutterable fear. which will bring us out of the battle as either victorious or defeated. as Novalis says. my 'ego'.. And the enemy you will be fighting in this great war will be your "ego". in the Ray of Green Light. because in those hazy regions. the face of our beloved. As it spread. having 'awoken without waking' while I thought I was asleep. reappear alongside the narrow coastline of your present homeland. I followed the Master's advice. Only when the "ego" is dead can he live.. enveloped in the phantasmagorical mists of the mystery and legends of the Grail. as a face looking out of a flower. nothing is exact or certain. "because those you kill on the field of battle have already died in Me". go into combat with a light heart. reborn. make the legendary continents ofMu and Gondwana. nor can we make use of any conscious decision or rational will there. causing different centres or 'wheels' to vibrate. And the "ego" which you are going to overcome will return to life in a different form. melodious sound could be heard and the fiery chariots began to approach like discs of white light. But at that time. A current which originated at the base of my invisible spine began to rise along the length of my body. One night I lay paralysed in my bed. our solar.' THE COURT OF KING ANT ARCTHUS As best I could. and the new sun was superimposed above it. something which believed that it was going to die. 'in our heart of hearts'. the Land of the Giants. to disappear for ever. out of duty. Because the sky is also shaped like a man's body. having been led into his presence by one of my companions in the great war. Hyperborea still exists. then that defeat is good! Such an ending is a spiritual adventure which has been successful in a parallel world and time. And it is also our great war. don't resist. And the memory of our beloved. If we face defeat with honour. perhaps. his virile hands grasping the sword. stirring up a fundamental. its only possible light. The ancient continent of Hyperborea was submerged in the terrifying flood. behind the Yellow Sun and the Black Sun. which no longer speaks for the animals and the flowers. in that Him-Her who waits beside a spring. as if from the thick forests on the horizon. This is the Resurrection. From far off. united with the face of your flower. Defeated with honour. Go down to the depths of the Ocean. But don't think that this has only just happened. as the invasion mounted. you saw Her outside you. The 'battlefield' was ready. Her poison is already circulating through your blood and if you don't find the antidote. Nevertheless. knowing that no one kills anyone else. raise Hyperborea. an icy fire paralysed the parts it touched. in the roots of the tree of your childhood. . you will die.. we may be able to decide on a course of action a little before we come face to face with events. a soft. And it struggled between what it believed to be nothingness and its only known existence. immortal. which we fight with honour. Now She is inside you. And don't forget that the battlefield is your own body. in the depths below. And you will return to life with Her. was the 'ego'. perhaps cosmic happening. incorporated in the old soul. When the raging fire neared my forehead so as to try and touch the top of my head. I knew that no cry for help would reach a human ear. But there is also the 'blood and its memory'. creating a thin crust which talks another language. looking at his blue eyes. taking one city after another. I feel that I have stood here many times before. Your first meeting with Her was in the garden of your childhood. you will recover the face of the serpent. And what was involved in that desperate struggle. I hear him say: 'You have been bitten by the serpent. I lay down on the bed and waited for the signal which would start the conflict between the two armies. Although. When the lost continent rises. The same vibrations of icy fire. It will be returned to you. Accept its death. which has come between Her and the Elect. risking the loss of your "ego" with honour. 'Don't be afraid. Luciferan origins. who had also drawn his sword and fought against identical ghosts. the same growing paralysis.

'There is no inside and outside. which is far more perfect and accurate than the Calendar of the Sun of Gold. as my body had by now also become. keeping control there on the very brink of defeat. which was taking place somewhe. made of stone. as well as one of mine. who was called Antarcthor. An error of this new earth and new sun which appeared within time. It was something like a room with glass walls. However. here in the circle. who was now called Antarcthur. However. you belong to his army. say to me. said: 'This seat bears the number of your star.. Also. There is no reincarnation. as if I was entering a Disc of Light. I fell further and further. before. the Morning Star rise over the sleepmg Andes. 'A break in space'. but played in the highest possible key. when the garden of childhood sank along with Hyperborea and Thule. . So . Our order knows and uses the language of the lost Continent. It seems to me that I have had this meeting and this conversation with you. because it is connected with the Black Sun and the Ray of Green Light. And fell into a huge abyss. but you are dead. Something in the 'blood memory' decided that for me.' When I found myself lying on the bed again. like an eye filled with a watery light. we can begin WIth anyone of them. I have explained this to you so many times. or Just didn't exist. I heard King Arcthur. I saw. I thought. I had sat in the 'Siege Perilous'. The 'ego' fell back to the upper reaches in order to fight the decisive battle at the summit. and an eternity of nothingness. You are alive. through the window of my room. The vibratory sounds of the Orphic music.58 Nos: Book oj the Resurrection Another Turn 4 the Wheel 59 causing these centres to revolve in unison. each with a lady in a red gown standing on his left. because he had changed poles. Around the Round Table. where time was different and travelled towards the past.. a parallel world and time. On it stood a cup filled with a golden liquor. And then I was on the other side. too. there is an order and a hierarchy. You will win by losing. There is no here and there. and handed over the 'summit'. what IS inside IS outside. perhaps the Master. but have only just remembered it. of nobody. An alien wisdom which reminded me: 'You are a follower of the God of the Losers. the face. because it was my guide on the Road of Return. I've explained this to you. or the 'memory of my beloved'. We were travelling through a metal-like tube. The whole earth shook that Other Earth. you must come 51 . according to the Venusian Calendar of Tiahuanacu. something like the return to a pre-existing point. The King. of blue-green ice.e outside me could at the same time also be happemng inside me.' . a funnel which was rotating fast. on t return here without her. Sit down. like the central eye of the giants. wearing the red gown of resurrection. many times. A whirlwind of fire enveloped my head. Strangely. which would permit me to reach the Other Earth. Five names are mlssmg. And I knew that It would never cease to keep watch over me. And as I went deeper into the abyss. now I wanted to lose. 'True. I asked. THE STONE WHICH FELL FROM HEAVEN I went to see the Master and tell him about my experience: 'How is it possible that all this. but you are alive. I seemed to know that the table was my own skull. Is this reincarnation?' 'What is commonly called reincarnation is an error reached through the thoughts and language of this continent which is superimposed on the one we were speaking about earlier.. Evidently they were waiting for me. The thirteenth is the Siege Perilous because in order to it there you must fight a well-armed knight. so as to make usc of them according to a plan and a strategic rhythmic law. and that the cup was an eye open in the middle of it. where victory awaits those who know how to lose with honour 'here'. of seven of these knights. but not yesterday. both earlier and later in time.' And I gave in. were seated twelve knights in shining armour. Today. Afterwards came the awakening. Huanacu!' I obeyed. And once again. nor above and below. No. which bore the number 13. because there was an empty seat. 'I can reveal to you the . the playmg of the same note in different intensities of the same tone. urged on by a music which was my melody. only a repetition of the same thing. not tomorrow. In the middle was a Round Table.names . where it had earlier thought itself to be victorious. A memory of something that I have already lived through or will live through. 'Ah!' he exclaimed. like luminous discs or stars. You seem dead. was produced. I didn't want to. a return of the same thing. It is a language of sacred signs. I found myself travelling inside the fire and the light of the Disc. As the table is round. I stopped resisting. D ' with your lady.

These are his orders. The Twilight of the Gods has taken place. with the red gold of the alchemists to the Grail. from different universes. without being either alive or dead. along with the White Gods. Here everything is outside. The youth of today has been influenced by black music. in the south of the world. returning it to life there. from a broken crown. The Archetype has been debased. there is also a castle.' I listen to what the Master tells me extremely carefully. You bear the sign of the warriors of our star. Or as if it is happening for the first time . so as to preserve a myth. despite having lost their War of the Mahabharata. from a mythical. inside and out. And it really had fallen from heaven. Because there is a myth to be defended. 'The Legend of Eternal Love is on the point of disappearing because of the hybridisation of the "blood memories". then. a legend. for 1 By Rilke. a Hollow Earth. 'Yes. which I will obey through all eternity. ' 'Nevertheless. a Grail. because of their destruction in the "blood memory".' After a long silence. from inside to out. a Round Table of King Arcthur. Better still: when they have found it outside. with the stone from a crown which had been broken in a stellar war. Amongst us. They did not fall from another planet but are the "slaves of Atlantis". from life to death. It is a "falling from the flesh into the soul". an acolyte of the God of the Losers. a Walker of the Dawn. a hidden. 0 world. the Master continued: 'The rebellious dross overflows from the forge where the alchemist is preparing the gold of resurrection. they will have also made it invisible in their "heart of hearts". in the secret refuges in the Andes. There is a Holy War to be fought. 'And the war. engraved on your forehead and your arm. eternal. are the White Gods. I am remembering it as if it has already happened or as if it were happening for an eternity. cosmic war. Not all who inhabit the earth are the same. because the Archetype will rise like a phoenix from the blood-stained ashes. a member of the circle of Lucifer.60 Nos: Book oj the Resurrection Another Turn oj the Wheel 61 that because it is always happening. subterranean city. Counter-Iriitiation. And you must go towards it as if you were interiorizing it. in the depths of midnight. a Guardian of the Dawn. but to make yourself invisible within us?) 1 Outside. And the war will finally be won by a Horseman riding on a white horse which gallops towards the past or who descends in a Disc of Green Light.' I am. takes advantage of this. of the Great Loser.' 'This is because you have reached midday. which to fight and. And from then on they will be able to move freely between these two worlds and in many others. in the same way as the face in the flower in the garden of your childhood appeared to you. are fighting against our myth.. your Beloved who awaits you and a Disc of Light which will carry you to other constellations. You will have to search the exterior world and try to enter its fortresses and gather together the scattered fragments of the broken . die. Master?' 'We are warriors from the most holy of wars. It is not a journey.. which flows through the "blood memory". like a double-headed eagle which has a heart for its body. The sound of the horn can be heard echoing sadly in the forests of Hyperborea. with the stone which fell from heaven. This is what has mistakenly been called "astral journeying". (What else do you desire. What is inside is outside. The warriors of our order must first seek all this outside. a warrior of the order of the Morning Star. Plato showed us that Atlantis was drowned because of an indiscriminate mingling of Archetypes. Defeat in the battles of this war will not be defeat if the myth is preserved in all its purity. the Morning Star. I remember it. as if it had fallen from heaven or emerged from inside a great rose. the star of Lucifer. but with the intimate knowledge that they are also seeking it inside. Your mission is to seek them. Purely terrestrial people do not believe in this Myth of Resurrection and Eternat' Love. And you will be initiated into our order. beside the Polar Mountain of Revelation. And they will return to clothe it with an immortal body. from the rose of our star. Also those who have come from opposing stars. in the mysterious oases of the South Pole. They still defend their solar soul. a stone which fell from heaven. It was brought to this external earth with its slow vibrations. It came down to this earth in the Discs of Light. during which he seemed to be contemplating some undefined point as if someone standing there were telling him what to say. an exile in this world. it's as if it never happened. a Pilgrim of Longing. Only Zarathustra's Persian and Rarna's Hindu are unconditionally on our side.. This is why we are fighting. Prince of Darkness and Slavery. hiding in the City of the Caesars.

but it has two edges: a oU e. suffering thirst. It IS the Sword of the Two Consciousnesses. but looks on it as an or gorr :f somethmg supernatural. called Calafate. carried mine. an anti-spirit. without the warm embrace of a living woman.~h a:. ~ drew my sword and passed it to the Master. Moreover. a t~ walt many years before I was accepted by the guides who contro us from the Ray of Green Light. I ' n you regain t e acuity of conversing with the ~~~ma s and plants. in search of the oases of warm wate . . There is only one sword. d. beneath the Black Sun of Midni ht r~ 11) d dIscover the entrance to the Interior Earth where our gre~t g'uind awaits you You I· e d . You mus~ go d~w~~~t~~al or ers of the Antarctic. a warrior serving the White Gods of Albania. You are now an Ancahuinca. . which had been b III t m t e south as a c f h fi h th . 0 00 IS serve and the liquor of eternal]jf< IS drunt. usque ad mortem. You must stand. was suspended from e vau te roof. you must search your own country you . searching. where Pedro Sarmiento de Gamboa tasted the bitter fruit of return. its drawbridge. looking deep into the eyes of every pilgrim I meet to see whether he is one of my comrades. Whosoever sets foot here can never go back. He who has attained the human state and doesn't try to go beyond it is like a man who commits suicide. By his constant courage in battle. it affects the two heads of the double-headed eagle and instantly reaches the Two Earths and all your bodies. which awaits transfiguration. without human comfort. must ove your native land as you once loved th gar en and the flowers of your childhood. the ~a~e time he is amazed by the eternal singufor hi b ~go . He is immersed in this alle~ri~ ~. too. until one day he reaches the diamond-encrusted walls of the City of Dawn. reactivating them. on the dangerous road which you will be following. and the Master decided to iruuare me. Now you can never turn back. You will be the Warrior of the Two Worlds Jik: m~er ~~d ~ut~r. hai even 1 It means approaching that table at which mex austible supply f f( d i d an . J. 'No one kneels in our company' Thde others formed a circle around us. its hidden entrance. The warriors pointed their swords at my heart.1 In the Sarmiento Mountains. half-frozen. like a counter-initiation. opposing Nos. e FIrstly. h [. 0 fthe awakening. either by me personally or by the guides. because the warrior o~ alle order does not scorn nature and its laws. e ieve In ImmortalIty. which is the language of Avalon. spoken in the h y of the Caesars. 'The Circle is called Huilkanota. The warriors were all ~~ ressed In black and carrymg their swords. Then they raised them towards the Emblem of Return. alone. Other signs will be given to you. to receive some sign or indication that would help me find the path that leads to the gates of the City of Dawn. you may sit in the Siege Perilous because yo. He is the Man of G reat ongmg. which revolves in the opposite t~rectlOln ~o the turning of this present earth. W IC IS a-natural.' The Master drew a sign on the blade of the sword and handed it back to me. But whosoever sets foot upon this path which leads to the great beyond may not go forward ifhe ever has the intention of turning back. A fire burned in the centre of the room. It is believed that whoever eats it will . he lives it. as they become necessary to the glory of your fight.' And the Master gave me the first sign in our initiation: 'The sign is the language of Atlantis-Hyperborea. ~o~eland. The Master passed m·y swor over the flames. May the Noms be propitious to you! May the immortals give you their blessing! Go. by Lake Nahuel1 A fruit of the south always return there.62 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Another Turn of the Wheel 63 crown· if . e great SIgn of Return.ea ed eagle. seek! And never return.u WI ave come accompanied by your beloved. it is not enough mLto. I allowed myself to be dragged along by the current that flows ever farther towards the south.' he told me. . ' THE INITIA TI 0 N Ih d . consulting. When you trace it over your heart. At first. It is your defence and paralyses those who are opposed to your myth. across burning deserts and icy plateaux. opy 0 t e irsr orne. 'There are two swords 0 d ill b . I penetrated its borders. d . Leap!' THE SEARCH ONCE AGAIN Since that day I have travelled the world from end to end. He must go ever onward. he will have gained the right to resurrection and eternal life. ~o that. Ilwas shummoned to the Circular Room of Glass.e the centre of the ice-field. of Chile. h~u. by his "fury" alone. finally. ne ay you WI e the Warnor of the T wo Swor d s whe .

near the peak of Melimoyu.' the White Gods. I am a Hyperborean. He Hollow Earth. In Switzerland. of the South Pole. because it lacks the fifth rainline. And the Disc of Green Light and the return of sacred fury. 'I would have lost the little that I had salvaged in the battle. leaf which is the Hyperborean polar spirit. those Antarctic seagulls which flew ever closer a 'Like you. I was on the point of reaching it. This homeland of mine. whether it fell ~. thirsty and hungry. to the new kingdom of the ants. saw me arrive. exhausted. The Master had told me that its entrance was to be found was once druidic. . ' 'That is true. land of the Morning Star. He was carvmg a serpent on a seemg the oaSIS which was the entrance to the Interior World. I shall try and reproduce what he told me. in the Transhimalayas. the leaf of the number of But I was prevented from doing so by the other races who had destiny. m this tiny knowledge that the temples. because I thought to find lost this stage of the war of the Mahabharata. the refuge of our guides. searching the holy mountains for the Siddhaable to understand it and carry it on. It lost it. And one day I found the 1 I discoveredthat"a noble White Spirit had left Europe for ever. And the sword called Blood Memory'.. which Ashram. as if half of my Its sa soul lay dead in that place. 1'1 which revolved in the direction of return. I crossed the great Ocean which eats away at our coasts. WIll be India for many years. 'But you are to blame. 'Why didn't you risk your all? to a planet of lead. what happened to my golden-haired dog. It has always been so. because wana and Mu. I burst into tears beside a small lake and a rock I wa . And one day I reached the this world. myself at a great altitude. the ~o~k. the knowmg why. towards the oases with great difficulty that I came down from there. conspiracy will take place against me. A creator. t name for America in a Templars "shi s lp WIt which stood. Like you. . as I have said. on a plateau. And now it will be the sons of my own flesh who will take part in the destruction of my work. ' forcing Kahyuga towards its nadir. always with the hope of W d whose construction had been determined by his . At least your homeland is the taken control of those regions and who were opposed to our myth. in the work. in that European world which is not like He poured out the wine. I lived in work will remain unfinished and only poets. side the tower to rest beside the fire while he prepared a meal for I don't know. above the whose symbol is a clover with four leaves. near Lake Manasarovar. And thus it because only poets will be able to understand me and contmue my was. has remained a part of a Celtic confederation on t?e sacred Mount Kailas. or :vhether I lost It m this turn of the wheel or another. hate me.. I searched for the City of the Caesars. a warrior. . . palaces and golden ghosts of Gondland in which I am living in this turn of the wheel. I am a stranger m gomc dr~ams. in a tower built by his own hands And I continued my search until I reached the icy wastes of the dreams. in this land inhabited by the "slaves of Atlantis". It Was anCIen ' . their cosmofrom this world. and invited me mAnd m the expectation of their resurrection. guided by a golden-haired dog. money-orientated way ofhfe. I am not their treasures. should not have CARL GUSTAV JUNG children . a to Its Golden Fleece. beside a lake. appear in the thick mist. I have said that I travelled to all the ends of the earth. When I have left this life. near a forest of petrified conifers.. the Himalayas.. while the waters of the lake lapped gently rou~d his feet. the ferocious skuas. . Without SOU . the decomposing skeletons of the men of Lemuria I endanger their materialist. Because of this: my the CIty of Agharti and the Masters of my Master there. still lie in its depths. I met An~arct1c.' I broke in. 'h He offered me wine in a metal jug and we talked all that mg t into a bottomless Antarctic abyss. We Othe~ Spine of the Earth. or whether it was devoured by nd the following day. I have lost the war. He put some large pots and the old the South American one. h Master of the Sphinx once more. or it never had it.s told that the Grail had been taken by Parsifal to Albania. h a fiery cross on .64 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Another Turn of the Wheel 65 latest war of the Mahabharata has become like a body without a Huapi. lackmg m ~yth of Resurrection and Eternal Love. Sometimes I think that my fellow countrymen. Only the judgment of the Noms can save our You were also a son of your mountainous country. and which after the Thirty Years War and . their immense submerged powers. On my return to the west..' I agreed.

feel myself to be "me". answer is: there is no way out. a fold in the mantle of the persona.66 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Another Tum of the Wheel 67 'I have come here to consult you. Is there any reason to believe tha.. but in its anon. "crucifixion of the ego".and he became all people in one. a ways body?' I asked. pI'1gnl1) you ave eaten and drunk.~d I ~annot escape from this. ' . will be "I" myself. truly.skmg myself the same question for an entire eternity 'This has been my obsessive melody. . there is ego dies. succeeding in escaping from the CIrcle into madness. ave een a. The anguish of this WItho.ho fe~1slike this. there would be no none. At 'I will talk to you. Combining them in the ic:? Only because people tell me so. there can be no individurenunciation of the "ego". Because. This is how it is he was in samadhl~ Because there is individuality without ego. t you feel yourself to be an "I". too. perhaps. . because how can "I" know that it will go on WIthout" me " . exactly as I do now. for example? Can it die? If the mental brick wall. he looked at me fixedly' . like all the rest. as you did long ago. I can only think and feel the following: his body? Or perhaps the "guardian angel" is that wise man. . only "you" feel yourself to be "me".so they tell me . then everything comes to an end He answered me with other questions: 'Perhaps it was the even the world. Or perhaps he didn't know that point of view. there would be no one there to you don't believe me. Absolute Personality. when you were king standmg beside the Sphinx?' a .ut obtammg an answer. you. of which only a tiny part can enter a body made of dense a IS "I" . The Eternal Return. had stripped himself of his "ego" in you is that I. Without an answer. A moment. the ecause It has no ego-consciousness. . so ancient. er at a most . A. everything comes to an end with it On d I' d . The sleep. how can it die? If it dies. for example. 'Well . of the o exist. With your "me".for you. Separate consciousness. their robots. talkmg to them as if they could understand him A fit d I I' .t hi i no consCIOusness. that you arc also "I". Do you wish to rest or would you rath ' er open your heart to me now. a sigh. And this "I". after a whole eternity if there IS no "I" . And it is "I" h h . someone in eternity will goes away when the "ego" enters the child's body and waits for agam feel ~Imself to be "me". to think with How can Lknow that you really exist. It exists even in a flower a stone "A ston . you %e end of his dramatic life. "vour-I"? Only because I hear t ha . too. The way does not lie in WIthout consciousness. too. e ISa stone for ever. a onologue in front of a mirror in which I am looking at myself.t here ere IS matter? Have you ever considered the possibility that the technoIso comes to an end. I "I" Ah b '. just as if nothing had ceased is the "ego" a point. at one and the same time. without "ego". even when I can assure you that it is the same for me. He passed his old hands across his forehead. The crats of the science of Kaliyuga managed to give an "ego" to their dIsappearance and resurrection of the world. questions and answers that I am puttmg to myself. You know? There is none! The only thing I can confirm to world. to talk to you.mg survrves death? The "ego". who when I dIsappear. because In the Immense interval.' I replied. so filled with dignity. There is no way out of this. There is no possibl~ "guardian angel" which the child later loses. . you cannot possibly believe me. ~nyt?.ut If I really do die. "your" return? What is this "you"? Is there. If ever I do disappear. From your know that he had ~een in samadhi. I learn 'What is the "ego"? Where was it before it entered a child's that the world goes on after me. Because his profoundest state of samadhi.' w 0 ears It. while I am still here. a nothing. the repose of the Gods. ego . b . no answer. I h re IgIOuS silence. Only can answer me. electronic brains." said Meister Eckhart. so that time ' Monad. He greeted them and thank e them. . Nietzsche also had discovered this . 'That is why I have come. There IS persona but not personality And the" "h' " " I fi I . e ay you exp arne to m~ that if the "ego" didn't exist. combining it with an entelechy. Persona which existed before the "ego" and which felt itself to be the wor~d comes to an end. But did 'SELF' he really escape?' 'I h b . a "third"? Or . And it cou~d well be a projection 0 myse or a splitting of myself m two. merely by moving a lever? Mightn't metal frying pan into the cupboard. this narrow path which seems to leave us without a way out. with the ego ee myself to be. f If yOU tell me so. you will never be able to understand it. If a yogi. that only I am. t IS supreme affirmation. A poor answer. w h en "I" di so old. words that I am saymg to myself.' because someone assures me it is so. That is to say. no answer. when the "ego" enters way out for my ego.

Parsifal and Alexander had to employ Phobos (Hatred) in order to escape from the Great Mother. 'Complete fusion -losing oneself in one's opposite. hatred (nothing is closer to love than hatred) disunites. jumping into the abyss. Resurrected. This love makes you immortal. Yes.68 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Another Turn of the Wheel 69 something similar have happened in the case of the human being' Will the "ego" survive when the robot is destroyed? Will the same "ego" be reproduced in other machines? This horrifying possibility is for me a further proof that consciousness is an archetype which forges a path through the universes. Giving a face to the Self. don't make the mistake of marrying her. invented. Changing the accent of individuality. Fall into this flower and you will find the face of your Beloved there. I have never managed to say this openly: That the "ego" is an Archetype.. which consumes everything and projects you to heaven. your "w ounded King". in which the Beloved lies asleep . a miracle. Love her as if you were committing a crime. Let us return to the point from which we have strayed: combining the "ego" and the persona. Cosmic Egg: Phones. She is not the devouring mother.. it is the Continent of the Golden Age. using the German word Selbst.. to which the accent of individuality has now moved.. The fulfilment of the totality of a being. bringing light as far as possible into the darkness. which the Greeks called Xoanon. Meister Eckhart's "tiny spark" which navigates in a ghost ship on and beneath the surface of the Sea of the Unconscious. projecting the "ego" into the Persona. but Phobos. into the Monad. red-green fire. The light of Gnosis. a Sleeping Beauty in a Wood.. 'They are only words..' I said. This is the true Her. in another way. What you must do is help her to die outside you.. Erika Paios. And the centre that appears there. ANIMUS 'Eros was united with his Beloved inside the Great Orphic. I know." Because the impulse which drives you to fulfil the ultimate mystery. loving beyond life and death. "lighting the darkness of the Creator". It is a Non-Existent Flower: the Self. to the "Guardian Angel". the her of him. castrating his magic virility. because once there was a King. the widow who is not the Widow.' 'What is the Self?' I asked. so as to achieve the Grail. is none 'other than love.. this impulse.. I have called it Individuation. is an icy. This is Individuation. 'If you have the great good fortune to meet your beloved again. a Queen.' 'I understand. Combining the "ego" with the Self. an oasis of warm water in the midst of the ices.. and that it uses the human being in the same way as it would use the machine . The beloved must die in order to return to life as an immortal. which is created. so that he and she can come together again separated but. a city hidden in the depths of a mountain. with all its lights on. You would both be destroyed. in one of the turns of your wheel. the Stone of Change. without ceasing to be conscious but with a different type of consciousness.. moving from the Yellow Sun of rational consciousness to the Black Sun of Individuation. for all eternity. Eros unites. This . Only love can make you cross the deep chasm. because she does not resign herself to her widowhood and so castrates her son. ANIMA. breaks the Cosmic Egg.. Totality. giving a face to the Gods. who was the first to discover it. in an effort to return to the original Androgynous . individuality. fear. profaning him. "The Eternal Feminine leads us to heaven. who leads the warrior to heaven. 'It is an island of glass lost in the middle of the Ocean. moving it from the rational consciousness closer to the Ocean of the Unconscious. This love.. 'Das ewig Weibliche zieht uns hinan. as Goethe said. which I have called Individuation. There lies the gate through which one can enter and leave Ultima Thule. placing her eternity in your hands. a circle whose circumference is everywhere and whose centre is nowhere. who does not drag him down into hell. an Eternal Love . who is not an illusion. the Monad. the drawbridge that separates your "ego" from the castle in which your beloved lies asleep. united for ever. into the Self. making the Creator conscious . a castle surrounded by flames. the individuation of both partners. seeking to give itself a shape. It goes against Individuation. so as to be able one day to give a face to the Cosmic Egg. So as to acquire consciousness. the unus mundus. in the loved one. Only poets will be able to understand me . is the Self. the immortality of the persona and resurrection. And which emits a Ray of Green Light. It is in effect a change. which is differentiation. leads to separation. the little widow.. And do you know where I found the concept of the SelfI used in order to allude to this mystery? In the greatest psychologist of all time: in Nietzsche.is not a good thing. New receptacles for an old wine.. turning man into woman.

such as alchemy.. had I. This is the difference between the Liquid Road and the Dry Road. I. And in the midst of all this is the Self. For example. A Tulku never says "I" but "we" when referring to himself. as he was su~posed to have advised his friend Gawaine to do.Beatrice. doesn't await him at the end of his road. supreme Individuation Absolute Personality. his Phobos.to the giving of a protective ring. like a NonExistent Flower. his fear of the Mother Parsifal carried with hi. the betrothed . ' 'I know. fusion with Adhi. and that the man who hates him needs only three. The troubadours' esotericism became a sort of Platonism. He is ubiquitous. for the Hindus. somehow. Isolde. He then passes into the degrees of Fenhedor. It possessed a ritual and an initiation by degrees. "Bound Man" and Drut. transcending the human psyche. the ultimate solitude of the Superman. 'In the west. too. was resisting a participation mystique. incompatible between themselves? Isn't this the "Blood Memory". What awaits him is Kaivalya. The cosmic isolation of the risen Purusha.Rebis. the Minne of the German troubadours. This'is the way of the magICIan. like an ideal centre. his own "fury" that Parsifal achieved the Grail and his IndIvIduation. uniting with his lady only in the mind. they are beyond or before it. For this very reason. . Having stopped m mIdstream. his totality. The initiate has been accepted. in the Maithuna. This is why I have said that only poets will understand rue. total separation. of its Esoteric Order of Knights and the hermeticism of the German and Provencal troubadours and of the Fedele d'Amore in northern Italy. I did not wish to touch it but passed it by on tiptoe. I have called Anima m the man and Animus in the woman. We do not know whether as well as his "fury". out of a desire to preserve the "scientific" nature of your school at all costs. in cipher. Thus we link up with the theme of "I". A-MOR I I I I I ~It has been said that the man who loves God needs seven Incarnations in order to enter Nirvana and liberate himself. but all. of those archetypal forms: Maya.. It is without God but lth . Unfortunately. the tantric hero of the Grail. then.he who has surmounted the ultimate test of Asag. "Implorer".I I 70 Nos: Book oj the Resurrection Another Tum of the Wheel 71 I face. Hinduism's Samsara is also my Collective Unconscious. :v .m a. He is a Race Spirit embodied in an entire people.. the River of Samsara. in the case of Dante . He possesses all his "I" while also being conscious in various parallel planes or times of existence. there was once a way of individual initiation into love: the mystery of the Grail. Having done so. Parsifal. you n~. and with Nietzsche's conclusion. I could have linked my concept of the Collective Unconsciousnesses with the mysterious Tibetan doctrine of the Tulku and the Hindu-Buddhist doctrine of the Bodhisattva. a handkerchief or a glove. I could have gone much further. the Siddha. situated in no particular place in the immense Ocean. What difference. He is the Tantric Sadhaka. his Self.?eless ?nd yourself laid open to the accusation of "psychologlSlng traditional and sacred knowledge.. and of being a gnostic follower of Meister Eckhart. haven't I said that Archetypes are psychoid? That is to say that. or an alchemical Tantrism of the Left Hand. the Primordial Being. have sung in code.. this Fire of Love. or his hatred. from the Gods of Greece and India and of the ancient Germans? And my two or more Collective Unconsciousnesses. Illusion. who sang of the memory of a Love lost at the beginning of time? What difference between this and the "Race Spirit" of which the occultists speak? Without doubt. Because this would be the way of sainthood. ' 'I am surprised to hear you use the word "psychologise". Precador. too. "Suitor". which went from the choice of the initiate by the "glance" of the Lady of the Castle . or rather. "memory of a beloved". like the troubadours of Occitania and the Minnesdnger. hermeticism and even the I Ching. he who has exchanged hearts. which the troubadours and Minnes{inJ!.. astrolo~y.ert.er called Woevre Saelde. not lost the war. with his "fury". having enveloped your ~rofoundest experiences in the language that was in vogue at the time. the androgynous of the alchemists . I have handed over the "cipher". Samadhi.. Because. because I had a presentiment that this was something sacred that should not be "psychologised". 'The mystery of the ~rail has preoccupied and moved me deeply SInce my youth. yOU have gamed nothing. because your enemies will always accuse yOU of mystic arnbiguirie . I am not sure that others may not do so in my name after I have gone . so as to escape the accusation of mysticism and magic. which is no longer one. a girdle (Brunnhilde's Girdle in the Nibclungenlied). which you raised.:.

in the way m w ired Also en. In tThose ard'Amor . brid . desecrating the warrior. as cutting as a sWO. 1 love of the . is (Love) was a cip her. the woman who is always at the side of the alchemist. of the troubadour.repres W·thout-Death. of Its symbols and adulterated them. . t h e magIc n e 0 f t h e trou b a d ours '1 ove Roma. The crown of thorns overcome 1 Uk rna Thule. or d er to reac t e w hiICh is IS in In reality the awakemng of the Ana h ata c h a k ra. everythm~. has churches. ove es d . and man Golden Age depend o~ h t Nature leaves incomplete. the Dove. of which we have already spoken. try to ISCO e thing as it does m oUI .. Sophia. .. with the troubadours of the Languedoc. .th you I t to d . The SoraI' did not mean t~e~am t was a code word. The Gnods r h western . of centred purely on the physical body of the woman.. . to a11t h a t Rome . . at the summit of the invisible 'SYNCHRONICITY' skull. eternal. . h : a harsh disClWoevre Saeldc. solar Kristianity. tory poem has deteno f day . I· fR An esoterIC. f lfllling the mystery 0 of rhis earth. . 'Th e love ta e . the umversa to do with t h e exotericism of the Church of Rome. o(A Mor Without-Death). t e w to Roma.. Tantric road of the chakras. . With the face 0 the Be oved in en w . rd an d w lC b een populansed as the Virgin Mary. Parakletos. there he should achieve resurrection. ~ich may have destroyed with the Cathars and the Ternplars. aristocratic imtiation as ecome vu ganse In ave lk d d written a out so . An d also the women who. R a destroyed Amor. Eckhart. h b 1· d i h had a po ar. cannot finish the wor t a h man in his destructlve pahssIO~. . In the west. The mltla hsm 0 OUI . d the unhealthy sexua b dours of arion. . Is poetry and . w hiic h h as ta k en posseSSIOn 1 an of one's neig . . . The Gnostic Lady. h h Kingdom of reali . us has become human.. in which the ·oined forces wit f years of t e ge eart h h as J ·11 occur in the irst . . has not ing . d the entry into a new morphic. y The has gone over to the diffusion of a physical. ... In istos in his sou. . The love of . to be: A way of initiation totally oppos~ istianity of tlc distance. . lunar religion. h The end of Kahyuga an The earth by itself your tnUmp . In alchemy. I h e trie to reac maglCians. because It WI been adulterated by an exoteric. from the original polar continent. K nIB appeare d . The "loveless love" of the Aquan . comes to us from an unfathomable distance.or. And she is the Yogini and Parastri. Love . the Iegen d 0 f the Grall. . the priestesses of maglC love. . Amor broke down in immortal. ord indicated. h f the Grail. the Self for S . the equivalent states are Nigredo. Frorn he unresurrec . and the rosary have replaced the Ternplars' alchemical rose of a the lmmorta s.73 Another 72 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Turn of the Wheel ·5 1 h f R me lunar the Churc 0 0 . es the ove hi whatsoever . . all too human. ted woman and man . is the mystery of the Grail. by an anthropoh with equal anxlety. This mystery man to resurrect r he Templars. Albedo (frol1l the initiated knig h 0 . . the results of your war. f 1 "Wh e talk a ou h RoslcruClans. di ver w at 1 les . A d mine. day C wo which come the names Albama. Arnor spe t h· ch it was 1 Mystica. hb our. What had been originated in tl e o{ar origin. . . of t e true h d ys love ts his soul. The Mysterium Coniunctionis. behind their language. the state of definite separ_ Chnsnamty. "lIs love . kaivalic the popular literatubre atnthe religion of love of the trou a we must . . 0 ome. where the female initiatlon of A. . magazm.. the Sahasrara chakra. . ·11be transfigure In 'The eart IS a. f humanity.. w d which may and the Fedele d'Amore. A hermetic initiation of solar love has n i live and it fee 1s WI . the Cat~ars. exclusively materialistic cult. whlC ISh· h aspires to . t h e A· masw Uxor. imposing her phe WI the InVISI e great catastro fi d the entrance to M " the female urgency and her "Demetrian" fever for procreation. your scare . ibl Double externalised Eve triumphs. . thanks to d ro the way me 'This miraculous Hyperborean initiation comes from a great That ~s. That IS'. s b much m nove . meanmg I h way of Tantrism. It is the assassination of the sacred way of Kundalini. Morgana and A loume. unique. condition In the uman externalised in the cult of the heart of Jesus. 1 thousand petals. u warrior. the Opposlt~ to "a" and "mor". in the Lords o~ th~ :'~' perborean Blood Memory an the eternal war with the enemies of the divine myth.or. it was western man. Because av . esotericism. matriarchal love. of the e llows your footstepS. . a private. rat the mystical Tantric coitus. the Exchange of Hearts. . Albion. lov~. eca use Knsto IS healed the wounded warrior and the Sick King. 1 backwards is resurrection in the red immortal energy-matter of Vajra. a s col as h lee. M eister .. Albi) and Rubedo. h as b een p 1· me.. with the Minnesdnger 'ThIS IS why dml the Minnesanger. the feminine Holy Spirit. Toda the 'The initiation of "loveless love" has been destroyed. But if you can m f "loveless A. the initiated bride of written. purushic. Individuation in the Absolute Personality. ed into the novel.

o-m'gici.~g the red enetgy of Vajra. m the although scarcely altenng Its "ew forces'. if you once conftont it in an ""nti.JI become cohn. bathed m t af r ht from the flower. like the tinging of. She.nnd to ""in tow"d. . He. it might "em" if it Were so".f Then.". I. bee. now Y'"' ""h.nnc" the eflctt.d'''e ".nd..'ppen.n. thcoug:. surmounting behind .JII"ve "petCu"iom In even the temo"" com er of the un Ivc"e. to use your own words" And you will be a creative God of the wotld. And onte you h. . flowering. [ said to totali .h cc which I. "'''ning to you.Ith". t e gether it is HIM-HER and The Rose unites t h em . fl" h And she repeate . It is the face of the sou]. A Iotky o"unence whid.df up to you '0 th" you "n m.". I h a d a vision." And the .~. be"o.t1 h oug h peeh 'P' not h" m 'v.med mto one. The world presents you with a "lucky OCCurrence filled with tn"oing"."emed to defy c"thly gt"tty 'd to me in German: Das eWlg 'upecme 'g t.ynchwuiclty".nnouttc" a triumph 0' a defcar. y. And tt w". "It doesn't m. too. " "1 " a HER-HIM. Immobile within centring on the immobde. . t h vee" "I is the masculine. composed on Fugue'. . 'oom."du.ynchwni". '0 th" it i. thar you shoul. the most We Ii"ene d to ted I k ".ynchconiclty" bctween the sou] and tht bnd"'pe. AI" ist while I walked through In the d awn. the face ofh thecross Be ove c"'''mphe will be . 7::I:~ n:"h of France. If you do tme work.. it folly comcid" with your .74 Nos: Book oj the Resurrection Another Turn of the Wheel 75 vole"..ymbol of the Self. pcodueing icceve"lhk effect. of the tott . as Rilke would say. which you alone arc "p.ll the suns as fa as t e kir y them into ar im m 0". I" '" d" umv"" m" mg m." you hove conceiv. rna .1 Onefor all time HIM and HER. 'w. bot which you " h ]. it hands you a su btle. to the Morning Star. he will be heard tho". it h" given it. po ~t ing each other with Iovelcss Amovement. thinks t].ble to t"n.. of the cross I.u"fol." .men"lly 'nd fo.ny " "" indlvi. They have been .' . l Hce foct ."ing' theme' '" '"' urn. as if nothing had happened" Neveetheb" evetything ]u.. "tmml:n~ of Green Light.d ong. Wh. a Conce.fotm. "ying '"pee"" it well: "If. nings back to Hyperborea left-hand direction.. cove red . .oged. man.11 ete. the .1 m. the infimte m .fo..n h last Bran en ur d " d m'gic. w"hout " ee "rs fi011of m"nmg.ontethiug ti 1 whic 'PP"ent ''''00."ncc. . a ream" an who was explaining "" t0 me Gothic church. withm the n "" It '1ue k y movement of C lorccs.ke "f.vold.d . ch. "It mlg]. with '0 event m your hfe.tOn . bell which . the 1"t '" . Id ccp.u"l.qge. 'dneved evceythmg w. ° th. tn acts The A"hetype rs " a >CCCet cent" whae De". Thc nld Chin".t you "hieve In you"elf w. the feminine.to fot two violin" between the m..lehemi.ll 'ppe" " " " "" to become the same as before. holding h.12 Gee" Ro".nged fund.Imo" 'Wet m". The "nh h" m.mfigu"tion of thctettC"n~.d.". to em Ift0. t 'khtmi"IIight.' movement. of bgo". An d . wh"h w"' to me h. """ This bemg exactly whar the world "Ioobng "" foe. but WIthout D creatmg discovering m Eternal Return of the same orce. .ihle and. Wcibliche zieht uns hman" d b g Concerto by Bach.u" it ". ing " mto 'n cxplo.t kern" if It Weee '0.II time. e c. If 'The Rose on the Cross is the A' I was leaving.oing.'nd.'111 d pme m " I .l. with yOOt '"i. "lIed ". tnn'fo'med I'.d" of gccen hght. Witb me was 'bw~:nd in Germany. the e"'hgu'ke will "'" and th. the Andmgynou\ ~t . deopIet>.. 'ight though"." of mind. self. . 'itting In hi. '" hooh :~~ne the evening . :~th.elf into e"my. into legend D 'nd de"iny./Oem I"df.de ""If invisible inside you". Nie""he "lled "lucky occurrences filled with meaning"" It becomes a poetic dialogue. it has become an " d" ""d c you.] extracr thar tn"ning hom it. Joms t B the cross revolves dizzi y. unknown hiend. saw myself mSI insid e an 0ld.'gh the only onc> to know it will be you 'od the e". . window which epee" .v. which extend. narrow P'''"'.'y.un". .. the face of " g each drop et 0 Ig H" C We weee k" '''m.. fl 0 we.p I.ble of 'ccing. 'Th".nd to hce ""ce. The horizontal line rr.n and Nature. d greatest crca 10 d " fi "t the high"t p"b of h" WOtm. ''''''ing new hw. Y'"' wodd.v. we kissed.1 to". ". towards t. even thoogh that the purest God. the flowce.un.y huvc eh. The two towers had tbe "yle h..1chembi "ying.noted d the wbole line of tbe bmldmg been t. "". an essenrij] ". f t h e l revo ves direction. will come to your aid.g~'min~ circle. " .cc how alone you "e. N. taking this Moe And w h en tel d emerges frorn the depth."" w.d tocned into tht 'An of the The Brandenburg Concerto t" n of Bach's soul." 'Wh" [ h. united m separatlon. oV in this way.". You h've given. Non-Exi>tent Howee. 'TilE ART 01' THE FUGUE' . are univeNI 'nd valid fOt .mm.

but more real than all the flowers in the gardens of this world. I baptised it by this name in memory of the magician in Parsifal. Hermine is the feminine of Hermann.76 Nos: Book oJthe Resurrection Another Turn oj the Wheel 77 occurrences filled with meaning'. An enchanted fountain murmured melodiously.' I interrupted. It reminds me of the Villa Rufoli in Ravello.. as he would say. in the shadow of the chestnut trees. Mozart is present in SteppenwolJ. transfigured. Like a Minnesanger. Weare Cain and Lucifer. from the Minne. you will set out to attain It. HERMANN The Alpine mist dispersed. We are those who believed that we could change the world by "magic idealism". We ourselves are the sons of the Widow. My work is enveloped in his secret gnosis. Mozart. my Anima. the like of which I have only seen in India. I met Abraxas. as if no one lived there. have influenced my work. the sons of Woevre Saelde. Him and Her. like Monte Generoso. How much time had passed since our earlier meeting. with small ones. In reality. like San Salvatore which we can see from here. My magic work begins with him. There were magnolias and palm trees and a huge fig tree. the cipher has been lost. which flows like a river of gold from the ices of the far north. This is what distinguishes a Swiss from a German. I found myself once again outside the door of a ?ous~ v:here someone had hung a sign which carried the following mscriptron: 'When a man has reached old age and has fulfilled his mission. which. When I have gone. Our Master of the Sphinx doesn't live music with his blood. and may even reserve me a place of honour in the Valhalla of Disneyland. or who had recaptured this condition of youth in his old age. tenuous current of men of the Great Longing. They will turn me into a comic strip phophet. A Non-Existent Flower. Because I am a Minnesdnger who has sung in code. in the turning of the Great Wheel! He saw me appear and approached me with a luminous smile greeting me with his clear eyes. "Damian" is the Self.' 'It's the age we live in. he exclaimed: "This is Klingsor's enchanted Carden!" Here. who sing 'of the deep longing for the Hyperborean north. I am the poet he is seeking. with the Master of the Sphinx.. You are one of us. One must give a wide berth to the door of his house. I belong to that insensate. like the Matterhorn. and which reaches ecstasy with Holderlin. I live. 'because the name Armanda has been substituted for Hermine. Papageno and Papagena by the dancing rhythm of its notes. 'I have been in Bollingen. I envelop myself in it. But I will survive all that. When he saw it.' 'In some Spanish translations of that work. I have sung in code. HESSE One midday. the Minnesdnger. and him and her. which inspired Wagner to write the first act of Parsifal. the poet who. brought the possibility of 'ordering and determining human bemgs in a new (although illusory) way'. there is something that separates me from the Master of the Sphinx: music. lowe him much. the Mother of Parsifal. you the Princess Papan. Kleist. However. I met the Master who had not lost the faculty of conversing with the animals and plants. his mother. ' 'We couldn't leave yesterday for the Upper Engadine because of an unforeseen occurrence . he has a right to confront the idea of death in peace. in this Casa Camuzzi. A lucky occurrence which turns into Destiny. In this house. Thanks to the Master of the Sphinx. when a cycle has ended for you. It isn't good to visit this man or to talk to him. expresses them. no gnosis . ' Once again. 'no mystery. no secrecy. trying to link me with Negro music. I will give yo~ refuge. from here. I seek the Princess Fatima. burning leaves and branches. 'This is Klingsor's Garden. Eve. when interpreted.my wife was stung by a bee. with capital letters. as much or more than him. He was in the garden. _you will discover th~ secret of the resurrection.' We sat down on a bench in the shady garden. is the Great Widow.' 'He is a mountain. a conspiracy in which the sons of the flesh will take part will adulterate me. without interpreting symbols. because only in us will you find your kin. drugs and sexualism.. Novalis and Nietzsche. Bach.' he replied. and because . In Steppenwolf. The Magic Flute already reveals the mystery of HIM-HER and HER-HIM by leading us to Pamino and Pamina.

only about Natural Life. like a rock.' That is to say. Something with which Nature will one day need to harmonise. I said to f . e ven before . only in the human era. 1 e a tree absent hardly even listening to me. I' which when it entered the body became me. hIS . with essentlha y id 1d 'even more with what he didn't say. persona 1ty. tide warrior wor . . f An' tthe . to be able to transfigure it one day with my 'magic idealism'. in his feeling of pantheistic fusion with Nature. he bl d hich flowed from his wounds. d escen d an t of the Tuatha De Danann. The devil is the mind of Natural Structure. Remembering t h e gar d en 0 my c 1 00 f d h ' n el' which might possibly have entered me. also emerges in 0 agdea . Between reincarnation and resurrection.losing myself . 'B bp o d y agam. He is the goal of Nature. along with the inescapable reality of the sentiment of my 'ego'. f hildh d . h ' the tortures to which his enemies had subjected . and also the searc . 11 with the silent drama of the Master of the Sphinx. id e teo h b d y. ' Initiation docs not admit that the human condition is an immutable destiny. u t for the fact that it possesses the face. I" had an inspiration. telling im a out my il ~tma e to the land of Occitania. to forms. lik The old warrior remained silent. h d d I remain both Narcissus and Goldmund. He would soon be leavmg this was amos . He was badly t ding him I' n the banks of a canal. As we have said with Meister Eckhart: 'A stone is also God.' The idea of death obsesses me.. ongmg.I II ii Ii 'I II !I 'And death? And your grave there in Gentiline?' 'Death is like falling into the Master of the Sphinx's Collective Unconscious. I d War' which the warrior had trans ate . "Blood Another Tum oj the Wheel 79 /1 Ii I' I' 11 11 il II I[ II I 'I II . motionless. hi b I t down at his side and talked to him. it is a stone. Is It not Y w at peoP e h ' r which seemed to float on the outside of possible t hat t IS ange . which I cannot help feeling is sometimes a little morbid. ' I know that a great difference exists between my melody and that of the Master who knows the language of the animals and the flowers. ' As I left. I know that it connects me . never in its own truth ('the false is the essence of the real'. de' for surren er. rebellion . ..' d On an old battlefield.hought 0 a~ tea sa about the 'second childhood of the old. hat rni h VI a b -n thcse two masters is the difference t at mig t fusi h d· fference etween I . Novalis himself. which is only perceived in part. William Blake wrote: 'Nature teaches nothing about Spiritual Life. in old nd the body for a time during childhood. Nature. a wounded.Tonci . 1 t dumb . stated: 'God must be separated from Nature. Symbol. being both experience and symbol. 'synchronistically with my resurrection'. Terrestrial matter is therefore on the border of identification. God has nothing to do with Nature. said the Wounded King).. the B om. Allegory. It does not admit to being only a man. t e e sam b I eXI~~ of oneself in samadhi and the separation in the A so ute 105 grin Kaivalya. named Minne. And even if this might originate in the depths of the ancestral soul of Spain. Siddhart a an the end' W' h soul 'divided by opposing tendencies. h hts he told me: 'Don't forget that. a Golden Age was lost. of a state which is in another reality. An involution exists. death? again remains outs 1 . there exists neither involution nor evolution. I found the greatest of these comra es. There you can hear the voice of God.hlm. which engenders 'another reality' and 'another'. on a new day. " c when It leaves t c . atemporal event.. in order to return from there to the circle. driving away our mutual Kaliyuga. Perhaps he is too German for me. therefore..eprtran e ' raise 0 f let himself freeze to deat h'. THE WOUNDED WARRIOR The Master had also said to me: 'See k t h e cornra des who were scattered by the great war. ymg 0. while nevertheless loving it so much. And the h t e sal a1 . . And precisely because it doesn't know it. into the Samsara.. between the USlOn. is the magico-cosmic precipitation of an Idea. which becomes visible and conscious in the smallest space-time. in the Cathar Languedoc" my ~li!b to ~he ruins of the solar temple of Montsegur and~he Sler~a Maladetta where our brother. he clasped my hand. becomes only persona once mor . the warrior-troubadour .. LUS10n. I hope. so beloved by him. I recite d hiIS poem . of the Gods . between t he sai t an d the magician .' Nos: Book of the Resurrection the Sword of Goldmund. because it is essentially an ontological. A heroic woman was en '. only a change of state. live its cycles. Why does death preoccupy you so much? Listen to Nature. Better still.78 I also carry Memory". Because ot staunching t e 00 w . ormmg h ange . to pure form . the desire Govm a It my h.. our 'darkest age'. ersonaliry'. to As If mterpretmg my t oug .. I t.Ii 'I. . but it doesn't know it. reality.

And nothing would then remain but an empty body.... I pronounced the greeting of the legendary troubadour: 'Heil!' .. although calmly. And the lightnings from black heav'n flash crimson And the fierce thunders roar me their music ' And the winds shriek through the clouds mad.... it could never be put out agam. when the Golden Age returns. And together we intoned the song of our beloved troubadour. projecting an Absolute Personality beyond time and space.. The Tiny Spark guides us. if because of myoId age and ~he pain from my wounds they were to induce me to recant. the spmt of adventure. I took a step backwards. ~esIdes. When the fire of cO~..80 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Another Turn of the Wheel When I see him so scorn and defy peace. has been avenged.. I spoke to him: 'Be Joyful.. 'You are one of the few..' His body trembled as if beneath a gentle blow from something that had entered It. in another land. And it must therefore be sought on the outside. or near the Colleone horse.. . Intensely. If I were to go back. the better to look at him in the dymg light reflected in the waters of the canal.... And I watch his spears through the dark clash And it fills all my heart with rejoicing And pries wide my mouth with fast music He came even closer: 'Do you know why I stay silent? So that nobody can make me say anything opposed to what I wrote and did And because in the end. Something that was wandering in the light of that Venetian evening. 'Yes. And I love to see the sun rise blood-crimson. Bless you for coming at last! I was waiting for you. His lone might 'gainst all darkness opposing. dressed in black... which has never died. well armed I love to see his valiant courage! And the horses galloped Riderless through the thicket.. And looking fixedly now at his bodily eyes. Be faithful to the old dreams. we have both scaled the ruins of the Solar Temple of Montsegur.. And through all the riven skies God's swords clash. beside the doves of Saint Mark's Square. except the ghosts of the dead heroes. So I stopped looking at his bodily eyes and addressed my words to some~hl11g that might be found floating like an aura.. because now you know that the Gods gIVe to each warrior a comrade. Then I sang in my language. fearlessly.. at such an advanced age as that of this wounded warrior... And let the music of the swords make them cnmson. in the language into which he had translated it: l' 'In hot summer have I great rejoicing When the tempests kill the earth's foul peace...bat awoke I~ our hearts... so that OUrworld doesn't lose hope!' . An~ when you have gone. Bertran de Born.. "you know that I know that you have sung in code in your Cantos ....' Then the warrior arose. warrior... we warriors are alone and no one. exc~pt our comrade.. 81 myself. While you sleep. MagIC would have deserted us . his 'angel' can only be inside his body for brief moments.. a little way ~bove hIS head.. So that.. covered with bloody wounds. over the dome of the Cathedral of La Salute. understands us. I keep watch.... and one day we will rebuild it. opposing. for him: 'I love the joyous time Which gives birth to leaves and flowers I love to hear the happy sound Of the birds whose songs Re-echo through the grove And I love to see tents And pavilions erected in the meadows And I rejoice greatly When I see armed knights And horses in the field And see castles lustily besieged And I love to see when a knight Is the first to invade it On horseback. and no one is with us.' ... And when the God of the Losers of the Kaliyuga.. .. .. our guide. would leave the warnor f~r ever. for in another seven hundred years the laurel will flower again and you will once more lose the war.. Now I can go... enabling it to immortalise itself. Now you can go.... Also. I will continue fighting for both of us.

The White Gods were men of giant stature. my brother in other turns of the wheel. a member of the order. In pre-recorded times. bare of vegetation. so different from the other mountain ranges of the world. a condor has been circling above my head. This is the mineral-rich. like the agitated breathing of the waters of the Ocean. They took with them a branch from the Soma tree. And with its crew went the Priestess of Magic Love. He seems to be reading with me. when the Hyperboreans realised that their continent in the polar north was going to be submerged. Mu and Gondwana. he flies closer to me. I am reading a book which no one else in my country has yet read. They founded the ancient civilisation of Tiahuanacu and the temples on Easter Island which have now disappeared. swirls a transparent mist. will publish shortly. From time to time. When the continent of Hyperborea disappeared. of Blood Memory. For some time now. the White Gods were already safe in the oases at the South Pole and in the secret cities in the Andes. reproducing it from our archives. eroded Cordillera of the Andes. WN~4'AN1 VOM~(H~MM . Below me are spread vast tracts of land and brown and blue mountain ranges.THE RETURN OF ALLOUINE THE UNKNOWN LEGEND OF THE PRINCESS PAPAN I am seated on a rock jutting out over the abyss. And they planted it at the other pole. Far away. almost at sea level. hovers overhead. which was the tree that contained the liquor of blood. It is the unknown story of the Princess Papan. The condor. and which Perc Jacques. together with the first Atlantis. I can feel the piercing gaze of this solitary inhabitant of the Andean peaks. they sent one of their Discs of orichalcum to the south of the world. Allouine.

They rebelled. Nigredo and Rubedo were said to be their names.from Albedo . because of the repeated rebellion of the slaves of Atlantis. the Garden of A valon and the First Earth were lost. They belong to the coloured races of the alchemical. and all its lights on. The Viking chieftain was called Ullman. and the sly arrogance of those who believe themselves capable of disregarding the Norns. For this reason. who believe that they can direct destiny all over the world.the Land of the White Gods. who drowned it with their black magic. the Vikings. causing the catastrophe. by consorting indiscriminately with each other. which he hasn't yet written. turning like a luminous disc.the sacred land of the extraterrestrial guides of the Ray of Green Light . is populated to the present day by the slaves who survived the sinking of Atlantis. but . creating monstrous mixes of colours and races. shifting the earth's axis. in Great Paytiti. in the City of the Caesars. the immortal White Gods. Atlantis severed the ties whichjoined it to Hyperborea . Only in this way could they be rejuvenated. who came to Hvetramannaland. The complete planetary Opus alchimicum. bringing new life to the divine race which was on the point of extinction. because he swore that he came from Tula or Thule. in all those places. without initiatory knowledge. ' The surface of America-Albania. according to Pere Jacques. faithful guardian. submerging the Continent of the Spirit. no one knows where (to the Interior Earth or the Morning Star?). the sole mission of the coloured races of American Albania was to watch over the entrances to the secret cities of the Andes and the Internal Land of the divine Ancahuincas. the Golden Age has been preserved. because of the Drakkar. the Golden Age. Homer also relates that the Garden of the Hesperides. in its 'double'. Astra. And as in Tibet. Through their Blood Memory they knew that a branch of the original. When the earth's axis shifted. But everything changed. which can be eaten and drunk. the followers of the God of the . one black and one red: Albedo.and its sinking produced the planetary. Everything has been changed by the catastrophe which pushes us faster and faster towards a new sinking. i~ the secret cities of Agharti and Shambhalla. becoming degenerate. the tree of Blood Memory. without the Hyperboreans' magi co-alchemical knowledge. The ship was called Wajeln. the Serpent with Fiery Plumes. in Elelin. in ancient times America-Albania was visited by the Druids. but a semi-divine Hyperborean priestess. has been the traditional refuge of the descendants of the Luciferan Hyperboreans. causing the third moon to fall on Gondwana. was guarded by three sisters. which makes them bow down in reverence. Albania. whose alchemical name is Albania . the Celts. where the Mongol race became the outer. the defeated armies of the war of the Mahabharata the great war which will never end. But in the hollow Interior Earth. That is to say that the Princess Papan of the Aztec legend was not the sister of Moctezuma. The slaves of Atlantis received them with that mixture of respect which the atavistic memory of a glorious age produces in them. bringing about a most dreadful cataclysm. the warriors of the Morning Star. sometimes in the full light of midday. America. where he was called Quetzalcoatl. El Caleuche. and Parsifal. each of which has a precise cosmic function to fulfil. without science. the Templars. of Lucifer-Abraxas. Some of them are reproduced in the runes. without tantric magic. It navigated beneath the surface of the water and was crewed by the souls of the dead heroes. The original magico-Hyperborean science was lost. And they had to go there to drink its immortalising liquor. of aurum potabile. the Land of White Men. is that Quetzalcoatl's Beloved was called PapanAllouine. The Vikings came in search of the Soma tree. who came in a ship with all its lights on. with its apples of alchemical gold. tearing away even the Polar Continent. the Viking ship in which he had come and which appeared to have wings and plumes. the Wildes Heer.Losers of the Kaliyuga.of the entrances to the interior world of the giant Dropas and the divine Siddhas of Agharti and Shambhalla. man of Ull. planetary Opus. changing the position of the Andean Ocean. which the Vikings called Hvetramannaland. destroy- mg Tiahuanacu. And when Quetzalcoatl went away. one white. in the Disc called Astra or Wafeln. if in fact they are not the exclusive product of the animal-men. with Quetzalcoatl. Papan became 'as if dead'. primeval Soma tree grew at the South Pole. cosmic drama. as Plato relates. who might also have been a Viking.84 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Return of Allouine 85 They wrote using the signs which the order still uses. He founded an important civilisation in ancient Mexico and in the land of the Mayas. with the emblem of the Lefthanded Cross on its sail and carrying the Grail. They created an entire civilisation in ancient Mexico. But the most extraordinary thing that Perc Jacques relates in this book. The seasons were introduced time was born.

. Now I knew that Papan and Allouine were one and the same.86 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Return of Allouine 87 not in Tenochtitlan but much farther south. because his heart was torn between opposing memones and conceptions of the world. because Sheba means South. I had to resign myself to looking at the petrified guard for a time. producing sporadic states of enlightenment. She appeared to be dead. Centuries passed. On a plateau stood a rock shaped like a standing man. . From them. mineral-rich material. Petrus (the stone which fell from a broken crown) will return to those regions to try and awaken the sleeper and bring back to life the one who 'is not dead. driven by the same secret longing: he was Pedro Sarmiento de Gamboa also known in another turn of the wheel as Petrus Toletanus who would write the Book of Magic Love entitled Rosarium 'Philosophorum. strugglmg to return to those regions where he believed he had found the 'White Island in the Sky'. I stopped reading. When he had already reached the southernmost sea and could see the ices of the strait that cuts through those regions. The slopes of the Himalayas. breaking through their walls of rock. which was really the City of Hunger and Thirst. where he founded the Ci~dad del Rcy Felipe. taking other names. but really she was only asleep. He was unable to discover the narrow passage that leads to the oasis of the ices. A little before reaching this altitude. which was later called Chilli or C~ile and which is narrow like a double-edged sword. and a Spaniard came to these regions. Thus Papan lay. and the thunderous roar made by the huge slabs of ice as they crash into the water sounds like the voice of the Gods as they half-reveal their secrets to us. copper. the White Gods used to communicate with the stars. gold and lead. always the same. and a subtle vibration of radium which can imperceptibly influence the mind. I had tried to scale a cliff. in a secret city in the Andes. To my right. Poor Petrus! To the end of his days he would never do anything more than wander in despair. Here in the Andes. he was assailed by doubts. The condor resumed his flight. the everlastingly snow-covered leaks of La Paloma and EI Plomo rise up until they touch the sky. But his ghost will always return to the place where a wind from another universe blows and the sun of the southern midnight bathes the frozen plains in its black light. Alps and Pyrenees are covered with forests of pine and other types of trees to great heights. The one who is still asleep. 'with tiny variations in its meaning or in its laws. in which he would reveal how to bring back to life the woman who appears to be dead. As I had no means of reaching the spot. But the turnings of the wheel do have an end. protecting the ice-floes that move silently towards the oases where the Hill of Revelation lies hidden. She was the Sleepmg Beauty. There he was called Tamanduare. The Andes are made of dark-brown. He fell just at that point in the secret geography of the world where the Fruit of Return called Calafate grows. Turn after turn of the wheel. But I had had to give up my attempt because one side of the mountain fell away vertically. in a region near the other pole. Manko Kapak. Sue-ca. A shadow on the rock face might well be this entrance. on an island surrounded by a sea of flames. They are not infinite for one Petrus alone. he was incapable of surrendering himself completely to a Hyperborean dream. And it was Quetzalcoatl who rebuilt the civilisation of Tiahuanacu. . She lived in a land of lakes and volcanoes. Papan was called Neua and also Mama Occl and Mama Runtu. that is to say. eroded rock which gives off a powdery mixture of iron.· Ii! " Be was swallowed up by the sea without leaving a single trace. the CIty of the Great Longing. the man of Ull went southward. Pay Zume. there is only bare. awaiting the return of Quetzalcoatl. silver. but who is also not alive'. a region once inhabited by giants who will return to populate it when they emerge from their ancient pnsons In the mountains. and hIS ship was battered by a huge wave which forced him to turn back. She was the Queen of the South. He looked like a sentry guarding the entrance to a cave. A psychic spinal column of the planet. I INTERPRET THE GIANTS I 'I '! i i Pedro Sarmiento de Gamboa lost his turn of the wheel. but not in its force'. These peaks were the places of pilgrimage and worship of a long-vanished race. how to awaken the woman who lies sleeping. KontikiViracocha. possibly near the peak of Mount Melimoyu. the Queen of Sheba. perhaps to a whole subterranean world. ever farther southward. Because before he went away for ever. the gates of the City of Dawn.

But in that moment. also dreamed that he could fly in this country. she said: 'Behind the words is a secret dialogue which is also being conducted between us. I stopped. it was given to me to relive that vision exactly as it had ~rst appeared to me in my adolescence. trapped in the earth. And in the shadowy entrance stood the slender figure of a woman wearing a long red gown which reached down to her feet. the vast Cordillera of the Andes reflects this mirage and projects it into the silence of the approaching darkness. as if the ability to string words together had deserted me. as if my heart were guiding me. I cannot say precisely how long the vision lasted. 'My heart inside your breast caused me to recognise your footsteps. How much you have explained to me through it!' . because I also possess your heart. sapphire and emerald green. It is the story of a boy who grows wings in order to fly. the other bowed his head down until he almost touched the foot of the mountain. How many times through the years would I have to pass by this house! What will have become of her? Will she still exist? Will she now be another 'uninhabited blue'? When I reached her doorstep. I let my heart lead me. the heart had followed its own.' I sat there for a long time. I again stared at the giants imprisoned III the Andean rock.eIls. sitting beside the window. vaguely. As If III a flash of lightning. forming a roof 1 Alcina is the title of a novel by a Chilean writer called Pedro Prado with whom the author feels in sympathy. I told her about the garden of my childhood. of vermilion. my Master. And she was always present in everyone of these stories. whose branches intertwined. the first poets who came here and founded the city. this world was blotted OUt ~nd I could only see a black wall and two gigantic shapes outlined III the rock face by broken veins of gold. in the depths of whose memory are stored the echoes of the footsteps and the dreams of people long-since vanished. telling her all that I could remember about my existence since we had parted many ages ago. Alcino. SHE It i~ getting late. beside a window which was open onto the star-filled sky. the tree which almost touched the sky. my heart began to beat with a strange rhythm. my Master. Seen from the bridge over the river. recognised mine as well? This time. Now I could return it to her. the White Gods. In the deathly light of the street-lamps. THE GLANCE Iremember almost nothing about our reunion. the Memory of our Blood. dragged upwards and downwards in a titanic struggle which will only cease when these veins of mineral gold manage to come together. I had to steady myself against the rock. our mind becomes clo~ded and it almost always takes us by surprise. A Chilean spring sky. From the gardens rose the heady scent of jasmine and roses and the aromas of spring-time. turning into a liquid gold which can be drunk and gives us eternal life. Jason. the oases of the ices. the dog in the Antarctic. the twilight w~Ich covers one end of the city envelops the Coastal Cordillera in :. Papan. She sat silent. walking like a fearless sleepwalker through the streets of this city of Santiago de la Nueva Extremadura. creating the optical illusion of a land of longing where the red men of the distant horizon live. we have met again in all lucidity. her hands lying quietly in her lap. the City of Avalon. Since there were no obvious paths. One of the giants stretched hIS arms upwards towards the high peaks. When I finally stopped talking. tortured by two contrary forces. Jason. because I carried her heart inside me. our Hyperborean destiny. that there was a quadrangular hall and a narrow corridor along which she led me to a room at the back of the house. the many people who have searched its hidden corners. I realised that the cosmic poetry which had taken possession of me was that suprapersonal 'spark' which her heart had brought into my breast. The door opened. She knew how to listen with the sweetness that always seemed to emanate from her whole being. too. I walked along a street bordered by tall trees. Only. the only brother that I recognise here. ThIS time It will not be like that. which was stirred by the breeze. At the opposite end of the city. my past comrades.IIIjI II I 88 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Return of Allouine 89 I stood up and felt suddenly dizzy. 1 When we approach the central event in our destiny. Perhaps you. It is this dialogue that interests rne and to which I have been listening. She lit some candles and invited me to sit in a wicker chair which creaked gently.

and for you to discover the entrance to the Interior Earth. or better still. firm neck rises out of your sweetly shaped shoulders. Chastity is the world of the giants. a tiny bird with blue wings came and woke her with its trilling. blood. I was her mirror. and your bare feet are like young deer before whom one would shed tears of adoration. which bring us the premonition of the Black Sun. we know who we are. in the union of our souls. Your hair is a waterfall of gold which hangs down to your waist. This is our great chance to get out of the circle for ever. as if from sudden cold. thus uniting earth. She looked at me as if I was the window and she could see the starry firmament through me. only once m the entire universe." And your chin. fire. by the sword of forgetfulness. The pleasure which I can give you here with my body. the touch of my lips. because they will never dream the same dream. Your mouth is a delicious fruit: "milk and honey are under your tongue. 'Separate your earth. I will teach you to dream the same dream. Bodily pleasure is sad. air and ether. water. I should certainly never find anyone with this particular way of looking at one. Your cheekbones protrude slightly and bathe your cheeks in soft shadows. When they love one another in their dreams. Only in this way will our love be indestructible. The outline of your long legs can be seen through the cloak that covers them. they are nevertheless far apart. fire. contemplate your divine beauty. even the City of Dawn. I had once again become the Suitor. they transport me to the indescribable world of the Ray of Green Light. eternal. air and ether. water. Your brows are delicately arched. shows the sweetness of that fruit. your lashes are like the rays of light of the Sun of Gold. in their fingers which create. On the soft skin of your arms grow fields of young summer wheat. speak and love. Your long. The light of the Sun of Gold brings you the vision of my body. You will have to go there to be united with it. They do not belong to you yet. ' She trembled. we have reached midday. And I began to describe her. but without ceasing to gaze at us. but in reality it is to be found in the Black Sun. How can anyone who has once looked in this way. Every morning. which was always in shadow. blood. my caresses. To be 'looked at' in this way. it blots out the light of another pleasure which has no beginning nor end. once more in this world. nor in loving each other. with a tiny cleft: in the middle. because it is the supreme achievement of an Artist-Creator. Your nose is so slender that air can scarcely enter it. in the brilliant radiance of the Ray of Green Light. one's whole life would change. Allouine. The gentleness of this glance was like the 'bejewelled island set in a sea of nectar' of which the ancient texts tell u~. If one were ever to be touched by them. and whoever possesses it once more will be she herself. Your hands express your whole personality: you are in them for ever.90 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Return of /sllouine 91 Yes! How much! I realise that I have told her that the face that I saw appear in the flower was hers. without his companion. Lovers who only pursue the joys of visible flesh have never succeeded in becoming united. From there I would walk down the narrow corridor. 'Look at yourself in me. to the room with the window open onto a garden filled With fruit trees. Each of them pursues his solitary road. I would give everything. they disappeared as if into a faraway. all that I possessed. When they lie side by side in their beds. Your forehead is wide and pale like the disc of the moon. When I left the house that night. When your eyes rest upon me. disjointed. She would say to it: . separated by an impassable thread of air. and we will also love each other with our other bodies which arc invisible to the mortal eye. Only when lovers are capable of dreaming the same dream are they truly Lovers. perish? This glance will never be lost. I slept in the quadrangular anteroom. In this turn of the wheel. transitory. She took hold of my hands. It will return one day.' THE PATH OF A-MOR I lived in her house. If I should ever have to journey through the constellations and were to meet beings with eyes like those of the people on earth. Her heavenly eyes suddenly seemed to go out behmd long golden lashes. as if they were open onto another reality which was more truly our own and to which they carried us. is nothing to what awaits you beyond this world. THE SUPPLICATION I placed the palms of my hands together. mterior world.

seething activities of an energy which is at work while the body is at rest. which looked like a clearing in some forest. "me". For the beautiful morning. which people wish to interpret at all costs as products of a vivid subc~nscious intelligence. looked straight at me for a moment. I thought I heard her moan softly and mutter. transfigured light. I tr. like the light of dawn or dusk. or as if we were dreaming ourselves through this dream. because spiral currents caused first my head and then my body to vibrate.. thus creating the number eight with four fingers. Because all this was in some way taking place in my imagination.. and then I closed my eyes as well. And we are also this someone who is not really us. He walked over to a console on which stood a telephone and rang somebody. o friendly hearts! Where have you gone? The old home A waits us in vain . in someone else's imagination as well as in my own. Thank you. a superconsciousness. like that in my childhood home." . That is. Then I felt someone nearby. reciting a mantra as I did so. my tiny bird. I managed to get out of myself and found myself standing in a patio bathed in a mobile. As if we were watching someone dreammg our own lives.' Sitting in her wickerwork chair. Then the site manager saw me. slowly at first. but much longer. in a state of contInUOUS consciousness. It IS as If the dream was dreaming us. A young girl was carving statues. I also crossed my hands. which is no longer either mine or yours.all this is for the greater glory and life of that Someone who IS waiting beside a spring. turning them inwards and concentrating them on a point between my eyebrows. and filled with pictures in wooden frames and furniture that I thought I recognised. and I began to sway to and fro like a pendulum. Finally. They were both going to work on the spiritual bodies. These dreams are not dreams. A metal tube with a revolving inside appeared in front of me. in order to be able one day to contemplate his face. And I felt myself passing through it. it at tams a greater intensity. d ' e open WIn ow. corresponding to the restless. then closed her eyes slowly as she sang a melopea. My father was living by himself in a nearby city and couldn't leave it because he was looking after a child. then ever more rapidly. since I was able to imagine something that really existed somewhere. Men were working on a building site. ' FATHER I found myself in an uncultivated spot. which was a gallery of glass. 'They are not those sequences of unconnected images. The frozen stone. Our dream is a more elevated form of consciousness. standing beside me. . carrying building materials. The cold wind That comes from the sea . And a man's voice sang: 'The time of the golden fruits is long past. "my" face. At the end of the narrow tunnel a faint blue light began to glimmer. He seemed to be telling him that I had arrived and asking him for instructions. 'And. she placed her hands together in her lap. I realised that he was talking to my dead father. so as to remember it as clearly as possible. That is. And then I was aware of nothing more. When I realised 1.. That was where we initiated the grand design of dr. I looked closely at her beautiful face.amIng the same dreams along our path of A-Mor. or because I wouldn't be able to retain the image of this gallery in my mind for much longer or to continue imagining it. a new-born light. ' The Return of AI/ouine 93 In the evenings. I ran faster because I knew that I must hurry to reach the end of the passageway before a door closed. Then I found myself running along a narrow passageway. another child.92 Nos: Book of the Resurrection 'Tiny bird singing At my window. I thought I might be able to help them. Some young men were climbing ladders.' she explained to me. I could see the foundations and the scaffolding. A light from another universe. those confused organic states.aced the first sign of the order on my chest. we would sit in the wicker chairs beside th . ' 'This is perhaps the only possible way to supersede the "ego" and make "him" into "you". a purer tonality.

eternally snow-covered. A fire was . the sweet indifference. as time passed. 'Symbols'. This time my eyes closed of their own accord. 'I went alone. saying: 'I must journey ever farther. If this mysterious chamber were to be lost. not yet!' 'Very well. I went round its eight sides without finding an entrance. On the highest hill stood an octagonal tower. conical roof made of sandstone. as the years slipped away. If I were no longer able to visit it or live in it. behold the wind.. . No one would ever ~now where I was. There I would mount a narrow staircase which I never climbed right to the top. the ancestral home. until [ find the Oasis of the Ices. On the middle one stood a house with a circular. hundred-year-old lindens.' A gentle blow. [ asked the site manager to let me speak to him. Pale traveller. The little that was gained. who died long ago . I would find myself in a wide. exhausted. 'Symbols. The watery shore Is given thee till the break of day. without you. I would always find myself alone there. far below. known to no one but me. ' Again the man's voice sang: 'Turn away no more. rot and grow old. To the west lay the c~ty of Santiago enveloped in cloud. Energy and dreams decay. I had disappeared from the house. I discovered the way to it when I explored some darkened rooms. 'Father. 'No. I would push aside some boards to reveal a tiny entrance. I fou~d It increasingly difficult to return to this secret hldmg-place and did so less and less often. the ultimate smile. jalaps. I felt that it was not the same as before. she repeated. Why wilt thou turn away? The starry floor.. 'joining together what was dIspersed.' 1 said. Until Ijoin my father again. As always. 'I will obey you. and I was back in my body again. I passed my hand across my forehead. entering it freely from all sides.. almond trees and hawthorns. Its secrecy was bemg lost. garments from every period. If I was able to reach the end. behold all that was lost. egnable that a wall that used to protect it had been destroyed lrnpr .. Then I was outside myself. . All around me were slopes covered in soap bark trees. THE PLUMED SERPENT that he was on the other end of the telephone. The line went dead. I couldn t concentrate. a shudder. I would turn aside and begin to climb imaginary flights of steps in the air or projecting from the wall. lay some blue lakes in the middle of ploughed fields. sitting facing her as she looked at me in silence.' . There were chests full of precious materials.. To the north. I had the curious impression that this house and this tower belonged to me. I was completely safe. the Coastal Cordillera. and that other people knew of its existence and use to VISIt It. This was the most difficult part. impregnable chamber. which I had worn in the past. symbols. the ancient garden. I walked towards the tower along a path bordered by cinnamon trees. The centuries had come together.. And the Gods love secrecy. He handed me the phone. terebinths. .The Return oj Allouine 95 94 Nos: Book oj the Resurrection lways burning and armour hung on the walls. I walked down once more to the middle hill and opened the door of the house . because 1 had to slide into this hole and crawl along a very narrow. Of course. A little before I reached it. But.' I said.. And I walked away through the clearing. d . I was walking through some hills. Then 1 heard him say my name.. a whole world would have sunk beneath the sea. airless passageway. it's me!' There was a silence. there was a fire blazing in the circular hall. nor as . She had returned before me.. Indian THE SECRET CHAMBER In the house there was a secret chamber. behold the sea again .. When I reached the roof.' 1 told him. To the east and south stretched the vast Andean Cordillera the high peaks of EI Plomo and La Paloma. an inviolate paradise. There were three hills. The chamber was divided into compartments where there were beds covered with skins and shelves full of carefully classified books. 1 understood the reason. 'I'm coming to see you.' 1 felt terribly sad. Beyond it. .

It was cold. But we had come here to pay homage to the bones of the Milodon. Of course.. In the middle of the room was a nuptial bed. we could just make out the confused outline of the Torres del Paine. or covered in Quetzal feathers. Ah! And IfI were to open the tomb? The icy wind would certainly blow away these anCIent memories. They were the borderlands. She watched me in silence. almost grazing their peaks. When I woke her. between snow-storms and mists. Some petrified leaves and branches could be seen through the centuries-old layer of Ice. Lying on it was Allouine. I climbed down its sixteen steps and walked along a passageway lit by a filtered light. She was scarcely breathing and her face was the colour of ice. They were those of the peak of Melimoyu. leaning a little towards the water. she was blocking an opening that led to or from somewhere.. ' I began to dig with my bare hands until the blood ran from under my nails. because she was standing beside me. the limits. far off in the distance.. And it coagulated like a Copihue on an ice-floe. ' The sun was nearing its midday zenith. Gently she took me by the shoulders and tried to lift me up. The bed was made of stone. From this altitude. Now I remembered it all. dyeing the white snow red. but she was alive. on a bed made of cinnamon branches. I did nothing. I leapt into the hole before the stone moved back into place again with a dull thud. 'Close the tomb. like the tracks of a primitive sledge. Rapidly. to a far distant past which also belonged to us. I waited. Her hands were crossed on her breast and she was holding a Quetzal feather. when she lay motionless holding her Quetzal feather. Where was this rock. 'ZARA THUSTRA' I recognised these regions. As if we were the fiery Serpent of Quetzalcoatl. A hole appeared in the inside wall. She appeared to be dead. we would be able to pass through this passage. Blazing torches were also fixed to the walls.. always the same. Without hesitating. The rooms in this house had doors opening onto the hall.. forgetting the one which was standmg beside me looking at her own dead face. I walked over to the chimney and pressed gently on a stone. The e~trance to the City of the Caesars and to the Interior Earth had to he somewhere in that remote area.. Her body appeared. Its light fell directly over the rock. I stood at the head of the stone bed. in reality? Didn't a mirage of the midday light project it onto the slope ~f a mountain in the south of the world? Wasn't it really in an Alpme Village m another part of the globe? But in the disturbance of the light. The tiny lake of dark-green water and the forest of petrified beeches were still there. I found myself standing beside a staircase carved out of the rocky mountainside. Again I embraced this body desperately. To the memory of another turn of the wheel. which had inverted . But there was now no human habitation to be found at this altitude. We walked round the lake. moving in the same way each time so as not to be caught by the fire. I said to myself. she couldn't be buried h~re. The floor was covered with a 'choapino' with runic drawings. Two candelabras which gave out a weak light stood on a pair of wooden pillars. 'And a scent of sandalwood and resin would envelop the world . with her red cloak covering her down to her bare feet. It seemed only yesterday.96 Nos: Book oj the Resurrection The Return oj Allouine 97 'choapinos' were spread on the floor. which reflected the shadows of the forest and the mountain peak in its unfrozen part. We landed on the steep slopes of Mount Melimoyu. as if we were in a Luminous Disc. that is. A rock rose up m the shape of a pyramid. She was so beautiful in her immobility.to fly over the mountains.together this time . Ultima Esperanza and the Sarmiento Mountains. Only snow and rock. I was inspired to trace the sign that would wake her. leaning against the rock. with a gentle pressure of my fingers. and I found myself inside the tower. . I opened another entrance in it in the same way. Another wall suddenly appeared in front of me. opening the passage which allowed us . Copihues and laurel which were still wet with my tears from other centuries. I seemed to understand that in her sleep. The room was in darkness because heavy curtains had been drawn across the windows and night had already fallen. The sign vibrated and she sat up on her stone bed. The time has not yet arnved when all my deaths can become one single life . this age-old snow. In the ice of the shore could be seen some lines. corresponding to divisions of the number eight. I opened the tomb. like the thickness of the walls and the height of the building. I climbed up a staircase carved out of the wall until I reached an octagonal room with windows on all sides. I remembered her in her other deaths. intact. yet centunes had passed.

Without the Star . Don't sing. Woe to him whom the desert hides! 'What says the depth of midnight? I was asleep. break... Because without her the night is sad... of golden happiness.... but without waiting for anything and estranged from good as well as from evil. 0 my soul! Don't even whisper..... space as if it were making a hole and creating a break in time th W ounded Kmg ag .. Ah... when will you absorb my soul in you? 'The desert grows. bliss! Sing.. A drop of old happiness. Your bleeding heart beneath the ice. .... through that break in the light . and happiness also. Already youthful summer Clambers up the mountain. Like a sweet promise..... when will you drink this singular soul? When.... For how long? Half an eternity.. pal~ ~~~: . my melodies are not for you... Flee. Then get up now. after such good fortune!' He seemed to see us...... old heart...... Aged Midday is sleeping. wish to have a son ... moving his lips. It begins to speak... Oh.. Enamoured of a tomb? ... Oh. e Was ac: IS eyes were fixed on the mountains which f~rmed an amphItheatre around the lake. 0 wells of eternity. e idn t see us... Condemned to wander in deep winter Like the vapour that pursues ' And then. Who kissed the stone For the first time... sing in the desert And hide. How much time will you need to wake up after such a dream? 0 midday sky above me! When will you drink that drop of dew that has fallen on all the things of this world. Golden sadness lies heavily upon it... He was rooted in ISI~ears. You stop.... d H di . you... o little 'Oh I love you... since you were mad. I am call1llg my companion.... Thick forests of oak and pI~e lcovered the slopes.... when.as he was still sitting there waiting... How uncertain in the night. bird. most beloved of the Gods! . my soul... how long the road appears. Do not stop. solemn hour in which no shepherd plays his pipe ..1 .... I want to live twice Now that I can look into your eyes......... of golden wine? That is how the Gods laugh..... he held in one hand his slender wa lllg~stlck and m the other his wide-brimmed hat H dressed III bl k H' . to sense our presence in this confusion of light and time: 'You have given yourselves up to dreaming.. Silence! What has happened to me? Listen! Hasn't time flown? Aren't I about to fall? Haven't I fallen into the well of eternity? .. e hi am appeared. 0 abysses of midday which make men tremble.. .. The light of triumph And the morning. The sun is blazing directly above my head. bird of the valleys.... I was asleep! But now I have woken out of deep dreaming... ' ... 99 I. Silence! Silence! Hasn't the world just become complete? What is happening to me? Every corner of my soul is' expanding. and enjoying the sun and also the shade for once. Tears ran down the cheeks of the Wounded King: 'It is midday. as he looked at us and we saw him.. continue your journey . -p! 98 Nos: Book oj the Resurrection The Return ofAllouine The coldest regions of the sky... .. my heart.. 'My midnight is my midday! You alone are the woman by whom I bird! What have you done? What mystery is concealed in your song That you arrest my steps? Traveller.. He recited quiet y: 'Oh. This is the secret. streams flowed down them.. while he gave himself . Seated beside the rock..... eternity.

And we communicated with each other not b means of the words which are commonly used to represent th~ t~IngS of thIS earth. entering the subterranean cities.. the oases of warm water. or aWaIted us on another side. Although you are going to the South Pole. It is hard. She is Allouine. our conversation took place in a different state of conSCIOusness Integrated with a broader ego.' ..t VISIon of the substance of things. fearing defeat. It is a very secret path which makes the river of your virility and the golden feminine liquid of your beloved run backwards.. root syllable. the forest. If you were to do so. the poles also changed places. it gives rise to Samsara and human generations. called Mdtrkd. you will finally reach the Continent of Hyperborea.' 'And her?' I ask. you would be guilty. in this Pilgrimage of Immortality on which you have embarked. without a king. He began to roll up Mount Olympus. this heroic initiative which seems to precede the start of the great journey? This is what prevents you turning back on the path. You are walking ba~kwards. Akdsa is a concept or metaphysical experience. 'What is this mysterious masculine force which spurs you onwards. luckily. if you failed to travel the path to its end. These naturae names are locked into b e memory of human beings' consciousness through sleep and not eIng awa~e. like the Imbunche1 of the Island of Chiloe. made of ether. The signs will help you open a way for yourself in the virgin forest where no roads exist. 'Even the Gods are your enemies. which. in each city. whence comes this will. it is difficult to navigate a ong the rrvers against the current in order to reach the mountains where they nse. received us. towards the ~omt of On gm. at each stage of the "Honeymoon". You will have to overcome the Archetypes. reincorporating their tremendous numinous energies within yourself. 'Little Moth ' letters of lIght. the language of Akdsa Memory of th . Whos e h " e di '. where our guide lies. although this was a dead language on the Second Earth. And you will have to embrace and lose each other again. dethrone them. Vajra-cita. Light. really leads upwards in the invisible one. "H . seminal syllable. eternal race. The Path of Eternity. We decided to visit the Master who told us' 'Yo . THE ORPHIC MUSIC When we dreamed the same dream. but by means of that language which underlies a the languages In the world.71' /. 'as if it were waiting for us beside a spring'. it Creates a free. The Gods were frightened. 1. BUa. Because one day we will bring them back to life as well.. because their impersonal lives are at risk in this war. Do you remember the Greek legend? Man was a circular androgynous. which has no equivalent In the terrestrial languages of Kaliyuga. the Gods made a mistake. when we went on these Journeys. it was still a living one on the Other FIrst Earth" an~ approximated more closely to that Music of the Spheres which ~s the language of the mind.. a language of cosmic. sacred and dIVIne letters. 1:1 I. u are gOIng on a . We often used Sanskrit terms because. the Hlranyaga:bha-Cabda. because the practices of your initiation have mobilised enormous forces which destroy men and drive them insane if they are not aimed in the right direction. I I f: i' 1 100 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Return oj Allouine 101 I. We bowed before his earth. giving them a face. 0 ver passes t at way transmits telepathically the Irec. to the circular movement of the involuted earth. in the opposite direction. which is the north. and so they resorted to artifice: they divided the man-sphere in half. the lake and the limitless time _ ~uddenly he divided into two. Mulabanda and Hamurini are the names for this process which reinverts everything. Because. although it leads downwards in the 1 !fhhis mythical being walks backwards in the folklore ofChiloe an island on t e south of Chile. at the North Pole. so to speak. the Golden Age. 'What does she do in all this?' 'She is the female guru.. the divinisation of the hero. From this stems the mantra. to the Antarctic. 'When the water runs downhill. . behind the 'mask of words'. it provokes the mutation of the Gods themselves. and Zarathustra passed beside 1m. ' visible body. Logos is the closest equivalent for it. You will have to go to the south. when it runs uphill. Without her you will never reach anywhere.0neymoonJourney .. But. the one who flows in your blood: Vidya. The result was that he was so busy trying to find his other half that he had no time to make war on them. the Orphic Cabbala. This is the Road of the Warrior. the . without Gods. And you are bemg carried by a bird called Eidelon. spiritual sounds. during the Great Catastrophe. because things come to him d~sIr1ng to turn Into symbols.1 up to the midday. or flIghts. Its Sanskrit name is Urdhavaretas..

who unites love a~d death and turns them into A-Mor. from which the Inka obtained his two feathers. meaning "he who comes from Mount Meru". coming from viZ. the language consisted of magic signs. meaning "Initiated Eagle". she InSpIreS you. with a "k". Huitr means white (Huitramannaland. The way without her is reduced to the imagination of a rational mind. Only if you arc in love can you go beyond your conscious "ego". And you will never have another companion here Or In the depths of the tomb. from the Nuptial Homeland. which is not living. She becomes interiorised in you through her death. it is because in the so-called living languages there are no sacred expressions that can be used to refer to sacred questions. from the lost land of Avalon. In old High German. black and white. But the language of the white heroes. hidden. Wotan. like German. 'Hav~ you ever thought what might have been the language of the White Gods. with an Omphalos. Korak derives from the Sanskrit ledrava.Ii' i 102 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Return of Allouine 103 Fifth Born of Hyperborea. the vehicle of Vishnu. in Sanskrit. the Land of the White Men) and koc/za is an aboriginal deformation of the old German word. She is your Valkyrie. An~ translation of these terms will always be equivocal and sacrilegious. we need to use words from an ancient language like Sanskrit. Popul is . Korakenke is therefore the Raven of the Inka. Ing means derivation. korak-inka. The IndoEuropean languages. God. have their roots in Sanskrit. in the Great Exodus. 'The Martial Initiation of our Order is only for you. Certain words will gI:e us the key: Inka is really Inga. who came in search of their ancestors in the Course of later ages.. from the Morning Star and also from the holy Mount Kailas. a fortress in Quichua. ancestor. "Navel of the World". in the Arctic. the name of one of the factions in this cosmic struggle. the German for road. Kara. in the definitive drama which unites the three of us. Allkamari. 'The secret language of the Quiche-Maya was Zuyua and that of the Incas was Scandinavian-Sanskrit. like the sacred city of the Druids. who possesses the power of VriZ and the VISIon of Urna. the end of the Golden Age and the real Twilight of the White Gods. like Lhasa in Tibet. with the koravas. "Initiated Bird". raven. perhaps Garuda. She is the Priestess of Magic Love. ManuTara which is also a Sanskrit word.. Our circle is called HuiZkanota. ancient Scandinavian and Latin. was more closely connected with Sanskrit than with any other. the Popul-vuh. White God. . which is completely unknown in the west and almost so in the Orient of Kaliyuga. 'The central city of the Incas was called Kusku. from the Continent of Hyperborea. or to ~apture and reflect the symbols of these multiple vibrations which resound and explode in all the universes simultaneously. "Initiate of the Condor".. Merovingian. Eternal ~Ife. as the Spamsh conquistadors spelt It. of the magic bird Allkamari. because Mero is Meru and ving is weg. 'The mysterious bird. Thus. a state of superconsciousness. thus directly linking the Inka with the great war of the Mahabharata. which they never taug?t to the population of the "slaves of Atlantis" '. mystery. This is the Honeymoon of the Exile. when it was still a sea port and the link with Venus. the Inga and we who are his descendants are those who journey from Mount Meru. lineage. the first people to come to this continent in times immemorial? 'Before the disappearance of the continent of Mu and Lemuria during the first civilisation of Tiahuanacu and the construction of it~ legendary monuments. From there he derives his magic dignity. where the great exodus of Kaliyuga begins. The giants directed the course of the stars by means of it. was permanently maintained. from far away. Korakenke. she who keeps in contact with the Star o~ the POInt of Origin. Ancahuinca also comes from there.. dreaming together. It is well known that the Inca rulers were white and that among blood relatives they spoke a private and sacred language. Korak also comes from the Hyperborean sea. of the Hyperborean Raven of Wotan. our star. 'Our White God is called Huirakocha. 'If. 'The Sacred Book of the priestly caste of the Mayan white initiates is the Codex of Chichecastenango. of the Inka King. Only with her can you attain a greater degree of consciousness. Onl~ through journeying together. has this root. is also associated with the Inka. for example. where a centre of our order existed. which is not dead . for the hero or Vfra. Without-Death. which is the physical and visible double of the invisible Mount Meru. and ka. the "Middle City". a Huilka. Because she IS this superior form of energy which originates from the submerged continents. above and below the terrestrial crust of Kaliyuga. who will hand you the Cup of Immortality. destroying the living soul of a seemingly dead language. In reality. a circle. from Hyperborea and Atlantis.

which appears in Peru and Chile. . Sanskrit. Or the d The sacre swor 0 lik :~~r . This is also the way in which the "Speaking Tablets" of Easter Island. den f na f h Old Flemish which in turn enves rom Maya. Chi!: to bare. This document has been totally adulterated and mutilated by the missionaries and by the great planetary conspiracy against the White Gods. ThIS IS sword f . It comes rom t e .' HAM from the Vishuda chakra 10 the f the Sansknt mantra . 'Chakra means grange in Quichua.. the boustrophedon of the most ancient Scandinavian runes. Making the wheel turn is the road which you are following at present. uns ea e distant orrgm 10 d yp d f the homeland of our initiation. will also find the deep magico-symbohc mea?1Og of t~e where wfe d land Chile Chilli. that of the Atumarunas and also that of the Mayas was the runes. that of the mantras of the Hyperborean magicians. the Rongo-Rongo. was written. which the Incas later prohibited. That of the warrior-heroes.. Wheel (a turn of the wheel) in Sanskrit. The Sacrificial Bull. which is the involuted resonance of the inaudible Orphic Cabbala. who rebuilt Tiahuanacu. for example. Vajraydna in Sanskrit. t e WIser you . Bole and Bullue are bull and young bull in old High German. There is a River Buin in Peru and a city of Buin in Chile. the language of the Amauta. 'The writing of the most ancient lost world of the White Gods was also that of our signs. Nandi. 'For all these reasons. was lineal.' . 'If we search with a pure heart and an open soul. the the road 0 our mitia ion. W 'Master. The sacred writing. we.' I said to him. the less you understand . the kellkas. the more I love you. ofImmortality. the Pilgrims of the Dawn . of Sanskrit origin. C'akra means Circle. Shillen. a circular plot of land.a Ill1t1atlO:h~ch must be unsheathed. to the N~ptial H. Demolishing a 1 plr a. in a land where cattle didn't exist. thro. 10 Quicheme 0 our sacre . .The Return of Allouine 105 104 Nos: Book of the Resurrection people in Latin and buch is book in German. atchers of the Dawn. 'Yes. 1 d rO~t returning to the point of origin. 'the less I understand you. A double-edged sword. perhaps the ox. means to preach. Tula or Thule. Sanskrit prc behind which is hidden the secret. which is in fact only asleep and which must be revived: Sanskrit.k . Gomg ac . . 'It is in the Indo-Germanic languages. 'Kunani in the language of Kusku or Cuzco. Mantray dna is the Road of the Mantra. the Giants and the Men-Gods. . b kwards ever further backwards. QUlchua . which no one has yet been able to decipher.' Q' h Hamuranl 10 u~c ua. ti Of the Warriors of the Solitary Star. The Book of the People of the White Gods.' f the mystic homeland. the vehicle of SivaLucifer. the initiates of southern Hyperborea.ome an . . meaning un~heathe. that one will find the meaning of the word Buin1. ' he wi become me. in which it is also related that they came from Tule.. e . a. To bare. With an ~ve:hm~~: . .' . the Solar Bull. . the Lord of the Chakras. of the search for the Mantra. . . In Sanskrit kun means to direct: to direct Kundalini. the Master of a Chakra. H erborean Sansknt. always return to this seemingly dead language. its astrologer-sages.. the Old German. "Road of Diamond" . in the whole of America-Albania we will find the sacred language. until you succeed in becoming Chakravarti. in the style of the "ploughing of the ox". Because Chile is shaped 1..

because the land of the seas has announced that its forces are going to carry off the queen Draupadi. I see the king approach.NAN<i V~M ~<H~MM 2 chakra. It is night-time. sleep overcomes me and I don't awake until the sun begins to rise over the desert. The war chariots and armies are milling around. The streets are empty. rfftfleaca I am walking across the desert. The majority of the soldiers are sleeping on the stony ground. golden sand. I have reached the walls of a city which is preparing itself for war.' Geysers spout on the horizon. I have woken to feel myself to be me and yet not 'me'. and the attack will begin at daybreak. Sand. A great war is about to begin. The mantra for the Muladhara chakra. has turned his face towards both sides so that he appears to have two heads. 3 His crowned head is turned towards the north and the south at one and the same A city in the desert of the north of Chile. 'The Desert stretches away. Sometimes I am 'me' and more frequently I feel as if I am part of someone else who is the one who is experiencing all this. . 3 A black elephant. I sit down beside them and question them. This signifies that his forces must fight to the last man. No one is guarding them. Its gates are closed. The enemy fleet has already taken the ports. the symbolic animal of the Muladhara 1 WOt. including me. I speak the word that opens them: LAM!2 I reach a central square shaped like an inverted triangle.WAR OF THE MAHABHARA BEGINS OF TA ~ft1Lflnooa. They are moving off towards the walls of the city.' San Pedro de Atacama. I realise that an extraordinary phenomenon has taken place while I was asleep.THE METAMORPHOSIS THE ELEPHANT IN WHICH THE. There are chariots and horses."". Then. riding on an elephant. The king. I tell them that I am going to fight alongside them. seated on his throne. but the square is guarded by soldiers in battledress.

it is barren. The elephant walks heavily. h .U IS t e expresslOn of one who knows what destiny lies ahead. And in them the man sees his relatives. pineapples. papayas. he manages to get past the sentries without being seen. The charioteer signals to the man who is me to climb in and pick up the shield and lance. Tocopilla and San Pedro de Atacama. raged for months. of the great Bharatas. The dog also recognises him and comes and licks his bloody feet. 'I cannot fight. And for .' THE DIFFICULT TEST ONCE AGAIN The Muladhara chakra is the centre of smell. Those who die today are already dead in me. It is there because this is the World of Smell. towards the walls beyond which death and transfiguration await him. 1 Water is the enemy of this world. He walks through the door of her chamber and stands beside the bed on which she lies sleeping. No one will be able to see him but her. 0 warrior of the race of the White Gods! You will not kill anybody. Tremendous forces will be used in the struggle. Up it climb some men afflicted by the same disease. A mirror of gold hangs in the centre of the temple. The noise of the fighting doesn't reach this far. the wounds. As he passes by. Cai-Cai. He sees th. ~ears. How is the war going? I dreamed that the sea would submerge our world. During this time. He touches her golden hair softly and speaks the word which will bring her back to life: HUM! In the hollowness of the room it re-echoes like the bellowing of the mythological bull: Muuu! She opens her eyes and a moan escapes from her breast. Argentinians. eaten away by this white leprosy. the walls. rushmg headlong a~ross the sands in a mad gallop. who might be the wife of the friends and the enemies. 'Oh!' she sighs. mango trees and a huge fig tree in the middle which seems to touch the sky. In it grows a tree whose top touches the sky.' Imperiously. I thought that this time we would lose each other. C~ose at hand is a chariot drawn by two impatient chargers. he looks at this man who is me and then h ' e seems to have four faces. She is so beautiful in sleep that he doesn't wish to wake her. This Tree of Paradise bears no fruit. the thistles. For four months he slept at the foot of the woman's bed. He enters the palace and finds his way to the room in which lies the woman who has unleashed the great war of the Mahabharata. This man jumps in and puts on the cuirass and the helmet.108 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Metamorphosis of the Elephant 109 time. its favourite language. Very soon they find themselves facmg the enemy lines. Ten-Ten. he gazes at the face of the sleeping woman. the sands. who alone is capable of combating the Serpent of the Waters. The woman lies sleeping. which began here in these desert sands. with exquisite fruits. A Sun of Gold. it is an oasis with gardens of semitropical vegetation. The city holds out for a full year. because he suffers from white leprosy. . Bolivians. the stones. 'I can see my brothers.at the colour of the driver is blue. in some secret. In reality. A dog is guarding her. called Astinapura and also Troy. Everything round here smells. of one who knows that he is going to lose. fought for the possession of a woman and the City of the Elephant. He recognises it. in the cent~e of the city. In ecstasy.' he says. His name is Pandu. He raises his trunk and trumpets his battle cry. The dog guards the door. 1 The charioteer has abandoned him inside th~ triangle. The chargers leap forward and m a flash they are outside the gates of the city. She sits up and her hair resembles an irresistible fire. the Panda vas and Koravas. They realise that the decisive hour is approaching for their world. she who inspires the heroes. pale. . But we still have a little time left for our A-Mor.' The war between brothers. From time to time they look through the windows at the garden. I know all these people: Chileans. As if he has become invisible. even the bones smell. infected with sacred leprosy. The king's face is pale. the Great War of the Worlds. the charioteer commands him: 'Acquit yourself of your duty. they stay inside the room. and they pray to the Serpent of the Earth. Th~ battle for the desert has been lost and the forces are falling back inside the walls of the City of the Elephant. Peruvians. his compatriots from northern Chile. as always. The priests of the temple know that water is g~ing to destroy everything. It is said that this is the City of Smell. He turns towards the charioteer and lays down his arms. There is great sadness in his expression' . of the First Perfume. central place. The flowers are very beautiful and are watered invisibly. 'I have slept for such a long time! At last you have come. He strokes her forehead with his fingers.

and her thighs covered only by the thin red gOWn. My Impulse 1S to make you enter me. Quietly. rosy.' In her melodious voice. she approached him. they died without-death. Thus. ' There followed a silence in which she uncrossed her arms. countries. until they lay beside her tiny feet. her golden vulva. other. slender legs. who talked to him only of her. evoking a supernatural presence. completely idealised. She opened the windows and let in the morning light. There stood the Absolute Woman. the Evening Star also shone through the windows. in twelve months. feeling he had committed sacrilege. She pointed out to him the Evening Star. And then. touched by your hands andyour m~uth. the pleasure which has never been experienced by earthly lovers. which was still shining in the dark. with a dreamlike motion. My other heart is on the pomt ofleap~ng out of my breast. I can smell you. When the time had arrived. stretched out her hand and took hold of his. Very slowly. continuous pleasure which will accompany us for ever inside us. . ~ho will g~ve us the trength to find the narrow path in this long mght in which we are s. All his eternity would not suffice him to gaze on her. in the deep. In this city. running along it like nre . filled by that flow of supreme virility. velvety silence of that warm night in the City of Astinapura. I can feel you. she became transformed into a goddess. in your blood. revealing her stomach. Everything but her. the world. W1t out touc . by your river of amber. fear m order to resist the terrible event to come. It flowed through the blood of his spirit. filling his cells like the female guru. larger than all the other stars in the sky. Until she spoke: 'My desire for you IS reachmg 1tS co k The fire of sacrifice has already been lit in my vulva and beats pea . Reflections from the ~n light played over her beautiful body. My whole being longs to be caressed. Let us drink our liquid gold. He felt himself grow faint from looking at her. she asked the dog to leave. keeping our resolve firm by making the mudra that destroys. to be reborn in that sea of nectar. The veils dropped further. dreamlike perfume of your golden fields of wheat. she pronounced. . I can smell the subtle. too. continents.110 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Metamorphosis of the Elephant 111 another four to her left in the bed. She reached his side and stretched out her hands to clasp his head. Be felt her moving beside him. united in their breath. their basic perfume. so ~s to fill you with my nectar. with their tender. she pressed her lips to his. the perfume and odours become intensified and reach the roots. perfumed arms round his shoulders and began to undress him with her other hand. of Soma. She always lay on her right side resting her head in the palm of her hand. Afterwards he slept for four months to her right. When darkness fell. then her breasts. naked. My will no longer exists. . Locked m an embrace of A-Mor. If during the night he occasionally touched her veils through some involuntary movement. He felt as if he was being enveloped by a huge wave which was submerging everything. which moistens and transcends your oases ... with a ritual cadence the word: 'KLlM!' It was as if a seal had been broken. her long. he replied: 'I can feel you. covered with sand from the desert. She put one of her gentle. In silence: in supreme lucidity a~d ncentration. let us not allow it to be lost outside. let us reabsorb it into our blood so as to experience the pleasure which has no beginning and no end. there like a heart. Now he couldn't even think of touching her with the tips of his fingers. he would wake with a start. Like the touch of a petal from a flower in the garden of the City of Dawn. Without covering themselves. . where it will flow for an eternity. First her naked shoulders appeared. they let the hours pass. flowing through his blood. in his waking dream. He felt her shoulder verv close to him. taking possession of his essences. an ecstatic. The physical had been integrated into the supra physical. She moved into the centre of the room and slowly she began to take off her red gown and her veils. 'Make your protective sign. her hair and her soft perfumed breath were an intoxicating liquor that transported him to that place inhabited by the 'people of dreams'. like paths. She had crossed her hands her breast and was staring at the sky. quivering nipples. the matrix of transcendental knowledge. to be possessed. of your golden translucent liquid like cryst~l drops of dew in the garden of the City of Longmg. of the flower of your breasts. using the word Aropa. gambling our destiny throughout all the turns of the w hi?' ee . A blue bird came and trilled his song for them both. and would move over to the very edge of the bed..h himg eac h caresses . 'May it assist us!' And she led him to the bed.

They prepared the wedding feast.. the gardens. because it is composed of Mudra. the volcanoes erupting. a sacra! geography 'dreaming the same dream' WIth the Beloved in astral Journeys of some kind of tantric or martial minanon practised by the ancient troubadours or Minnesanger. The Orphic and Hyperborean irntration of A-Mor.air. The blue bird returned to sing at the window. It returned them to that liquid gold which they were driving back to its source. desert. covered by veils. along the Path of Roses. 'SAHAM! I am you!' they cried. t h e 00 . ' ~nd they sang: 'Fill my cup with wine. They then became. sickly king was now able to rest and to make his way to the secret refuge where the women who possessed supernatural powers of healing could cure him. the rulers of this world in ruins. vibrating in that dear light. woman . From tonight. THE SECRET MARRIAGE They would have to leave before nightfall. m t e memory of . appeared. Nevertheless. .' i' Ii. would come and rebuild it. ' B perborean rite of the Mmnetnnke. the Star of Him-Her bathed them in its deep. to the ices. enter the 'h ' which leads to the Enchanted Land of the Kmg of the G osts. And it reveals to me all that I still need m or er to City of Transparent Ice with her. revealed in this book. the liquor of orgasm which has no beginning or end. the liquor which flows through the b I d h M'tnne. . They held wands from which sprouted flowers. This most ancient ritual. Until now she had been the wife of a king. The Gandharba marriage. They had begun at the end. they could see the earth shaken by conv~lsions. Kalaca. the continents of Mu and Gondwana.' She stretched out her hand over the chalice and spoke the word fthe mantra of wine: 'HRIM!' o They uncov'ered the cup and drank from that inexhaustible . On the floor.' f . the wife of another.'. fish . From far off. Panshamakara. They took the dog with them. Matia. wine . Because those who have known A-Mor constantly dnnk hquor. . going back to its source. dewy light. It had come to rescue them from the impending catastrophe. the 'Saviour in Liquid form'. and by the priestesses of Hyperborea. A clear light poured into the room through the doors and windows. their son. the palaces.' the Spirit of the Secret Wine. luminous caress. the Disc called Vimana in the epIC poem of the Mahabharata had descended. meat . Without landmg in the. which was also a farewell. he put on a blue cloak and she her red gown. a lost liquor of A-Mor. t e Soma. riding astnde a Hyperborean swan. And it was their farewell to that city which had lost the war. And now nothing more was possible. The pale. They bathed together in an effervescent liquid of Soma. and Maithuna. m .'. from the Muladhara to the Svadisthana and so on. while the warnors called a halt to the bat in order to surround them with a circle of swords. It speaks to me. The veils signified that the material drink covered the secret drink. The marriage would be secret and valid for all eternity. was taught by the Uighures. Madya. They managed to enter it before a huge wave submerged everything. of non-death. . d of my blood. 'There was a heavenly Soma. ordained by the White Gods. The final catastrophe was approaching. as the day dawned.fire. with the Magic Possession. It IS a svnchronistic pl1gnmage with the mystical landscape of the author's country" wIth. 'LAM!' they repeated in unison. And. The feast called the feast of the Five M. 1 and what had been his trunk on earth was now a 1 The whale is the symbolic animal of the Svadisthana chakra. It flooded the city. Thus they were married.*l Ii i . a spirit of secret wine. of an Archetype: Parakiya.I . fj'C ble silence of my Beloved who has been reborn in the depths lOe la.ether. the mountain ranges beginning to nse. with a gentle. h that love which was lost at the begmnmg 0 time. One day. cereals .the earth. Karanav ari-jnamrita. because he had turned mto the Leviathan. the tantric magicians of Lemuria. which is now only to be found in the river of your blood. the last ceremony had still to be performed: they had to marry according to the rites of this world.: 112 Nos: Book oJthe Resurrection The Metamorphosis oj the Elephant 113 in the Idea which produced bodies and forms. returning them partially to themselves. Mdmsa. .water. she was his own wife proper: Sviyia. the seas changing position. Now she would be the initiated bride: Parastri. Afterwards. the elephant was still swimming. This is a symbolical journey through the chakras from one to another. . And on the crest of the biggest w~ve. the liturgical cup.n. the temples. filled with liquid gold.

that red wood. As he walked. searching for an entrance-hole in them. the interbred races of animal-men. which was in contact with the stars. At the foot of these trees. except this little island. 'THE NAVEL OF THE WORLD' On the surviving islands. nor with those who travel through space. He repeated the mantra which would wake her: 'HUM!' And the music which announced her return was like that of 'a hive of bees maddened by love'. They came from the pole.114 Nos: Book oJthe Resurrection The Metamorphosis oj the Elephant 115 continuous jet of water like a geyser in the ancient. The ship changed course. gigantic statues called Mohai. Water. They crossed the empty region of Matakiterani. whose earliest name was Svadisthana. The dog lay down at her feet. Cai-Cai. accompanied by his dog. We are in the kingdom of the waters. slaves of Lemuria. the Morning Star. 2 The inhabitants of the lost continent were giants. the huge Ocean. If they succeed in capturing it. was waiting for him on the shore. Of all this. and he called out the password which would make the captain heave to: 'V AM!'! He swam underwater for a few minutes. has been confined on the borders of the precarious islands of Chiloe. she lay sleeping. leaving the southern canals by the Gulf of Penas. Row backwards. The Captain of El Caleuche said: 'E bello nauJragare in questo mare!'} Follow your destiny as a shipwrecked man. Ten-Ten!' And the Serpent of the Waters. men of diminished stature. are no longer in contact with other universes. she began to recall ancient times: 'Nothing has survived of all that glory. their platforms? The dog was indicating that he should follow it. perhaps Vajra. now thousands of metres up in the Cordillera of the Andes. also escaped 1 The mantra for the Svadisthana ~ Easter Island. and making for the open sea. like all good oarsmen. which is now composed of ghosts. They were going towards the crater of the volcano called Rano-Kao. the ancient entrance to the subterranean world. The giants have withdrawn into the Andean rock. beneath the surface of the water crawls a ship with all its lights on. When everything was submerged by the great wave. more than Gods. He saw this underwater ship from a beach in Chiloe. He examined them with interest.-----. the Temple of Kalasasaya. Nothing more in that vast expanse of water. How had these vast lumps of basalt got here? How had they moved from Rano-Raraku to the Ahu. 1 chakra.-~--------------""""- . New Sun shone vertically down on them. For days they followed the vast expanse of its waters. lost desert of Atacama. and was taken on board El Caleuche. The Muladhara chakra represents the earth. wearing white cloaks. 2 From Leopar di1. waiting. so that anyone seeing it would take it for a fiery serpent with feathers of flame. The Leviathan disappeared in that direction. The Svadisthana chakra the water. which had arrived before him.' The dog. waiting for the return of the Ancient Sun. some shepherds. he mentally repeated the phrase he had heard in an old dream: 'Only the water which emerges from the crater of an extinct volcano can quench the thirst of the pilgrim.--------.---.-. take a longboat and approach your objective with your back turned. water everywhere. Viracocha and Mama Occl no longer come down from Venus. on the island of Lemuy. 'The Home of Her'.f the 'Navel of the World'. temples and wisdom. LEMURIA In the shade of the last three Toromiro trees. Along the southern canals. Gods. ---. The yellow. The world of the giants. The ruins of Tiahuanacu. implore the Serpent of the Earth: 'Stop. imperishable matter.' Inside the crater grew the last three Toromiro trees. where once a continent existed in all its glory. its captain will recover his sight and the crew will come back to life with bodies of fiery. towards the point of origin. only an island lost in the vast Ocean was left: Tepito Tenua. where the Leviathan's waterspout could be seen in the far distance. filled with palaces. upwards. surviving with difficulty. the ship will rise to the surface of the water. walking round and round their huge mass. It is hunting a white whale which blinded its captain and drowned its crew. a 'click'. The beach was covered with strange. from the Morning Star. the summit of a huge submerged mountain.

the man without flesh. Orejona.116 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Metamorphosis of the Elephant 117 to the higher peaks. attempting to force the return of the White Gods. there is supposed be an entrance to the subterranean world. their Manu. is the work of a race of giants who came from the east and from Hyperborea. and the Nanan-Momoko. the Guanches of the Cana.. In to h h . 'All those who knew the language of the Speaking Tablets. The Kohau-Rongo-Rongo could read the Tablets. Then last survivors were killed in the gold mines of Peru. There are Mohai in the meditative position. It belongs to the Ahu-Mohai period. first phase. or pedestal. What happened? What terrible event occurred? Are the Mohai robots or Golems? Are they the Gods who have been petrified? How did they move and change their positions? A force called Mana (Vril) levitated them. The same force that impelled the Golden BIrd. scouring the horizons. 'In a single night. straight ahead from this crater. How did they reach these sites? One of them has fallen into the water and can be seen at low tide. As in Egypt.the Dropas of Tibet the giant Ainos of Japan and Chma. the gateway of the Temple of Tiahuanacu and the secret entra~ce to Stonehenge . as If that moment m time had frozen. Their faces are turned in every direction. Perhaps this was why the Ingas prohibited writing in their empire. One sacerdotal. on the Gate of the Sun. which produced the catastrophe.. return. in which they disappeared shortly before the cataclysm. And the malignant radiation spread across the whole world. These were imitated later. some of them face upwards in their quarries. Many Mohai remained incomplete. a tiny turning movement of t e Mo ai IS supposed to be sufficient for this stone iceberg to move and expose the lower part of its body. Some look towards the Antarctic. the other demoniacal. and the creators of the First Tiahuanacu. Thus the Mohai may be said to represent a kind of exorcism practised in successive waves. Some Mohai stand on promontories jutting out of vertical cliffs above the sea. as if people wished to make the vanished White Gods. Rongo-Rongo. between the Hanau-Eepe. seeking their definitive positions. where they had been taken to work as slaves. with more than one meaning.Tara. their closed mouths long to cry out to them: "We are still here! We still preserve your memory! You looked like this! Come back!" 'These basalt sculptures are alive. everything stopped. their Vimanas.Tara. a great mystery persists. The script was hermetic. order to penetrate it. very different races tried to reproduce that art.. In all this. like the serpent Ten-Ten. Because one day the sea will take him again. their Astras. Quetzalcoatl. No one knows where their first builders came from. the great fish. Similar script is not to be found either in Polynesia nor among the Ingas. Kula. The sublime art which has come here from an unknown centre. who had es~aped from the great catastrophe and had remained on this extenor earth m order to preserve the tradition. which will only be revealed to man minutes before hIS new destruction . They were called Maoris and were white priests.y Islands. there are figures with four fingers and three toes.h America. magical. And the fish. The sightless eyes of the Mohai scan the firmament. attempting to reproduce its glories and also the fruits of its destruction. the Interior Earth. their Plumed Serpents. like that of Ancient Egypt. Subsequently. their hands with their long nails folded over their stomachs like buddhas. Here is a Mohai with a beard. together WIth the entrance to the passage which connects with the great polar exits.. an unknown lineal script existed prior to ideographic script. At night they formed the magic circle. t~ overcome the force of gravity and disappear among the constellatlOn~. and the Chachapoyas and Guayakis of Sout. their Discs of Light. were butchered. In the war between the Pandavas and Koravas. Their rmssion was to protect all that had survived on earth from new floods. Manu. towards Ultima Thule. Huirakocha. white magicians. the Giants and the Golden Age by means of the albeit inaccurate reproduction of their figures..1 terrifying forces were used.. They could also be said to be landmarks for their extraterrestrial vehicles. Beneath the Ahu. There are no more than twenty Speaking Tablets to be found throughout the world. The statues of Toromiro wood which are to be found on this island. The second period is a copy of the initiatic. the man-insect. with wood formed from the non-existent blood of a time without memory. others towards the North Pole. Someone has recorded the lost world. after the involution of the divine and the semi-divine began. nor . The Mohai that are not covered with ivy are those that are still alive. represent those hybrid monsters: the man-fish. They were of the same race as. In the ruins of Tiahuanacu. the Big_ Eared Ones. Did they move? Did they walk? It is related that they advanced 1 Aboriginal people of Easter Island. a White God. they vibrate magically.

I will be your queen. This cave is called Hakrongo-Manu. And the matriarchy of the Amazon Gaibomilla made war on the descendants ofKon. In the top of these trees. Some of the signs carved on rocks correspond to their runic script and to the votive cult of Wotan. the White Whale.Ticsi Huirakocha. place it on its Ahu. 'I want to do something with my hands. The Mohai keep their sightless eyes open in eternal vigilance. 'Now we are in the Kingdom of the Waters. the Man-Bird. because they had been left outside by the giants. until you become the Manu-Tara. 0 warrior of the race of the White Gods. beneath the three surviving trees. The Adored Third-Eye. ' She took him by the hand and led him out of the crater to a cave in the mountains. of Leviathan. which will replace the Age of the Fish. You must stay here for a year. Chile and Japan are regularly devastated by earthquakes. Also like a drawn sword. You will then be accepted as king of this island and your real name will be given to that year.118 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Metamorphosis of the Elephant 119 elsewhere. whom the Man-Insect fears. in memory of the horrific conflagration that destroyed the world. before they were imprisoned in the mountains. fight this battle to the end and lose it in the name of our God of the . ' 'In the House of the Great Fish.' 'Carve your own statue. 'This is the cave of the God Make-Make. The "Tablets" which disappeared were like the stone which fell from heaven and contained the law of the extraterrestrial race and the secret of the entrances to the Hollow Earth and to the passages beneath the Ocean which connect with all the surfaces of the new continents which emerged after the catastrophe. An ominous age occurred there. Make a statue of yourself.. The reconstruction of the civilisation ofTiahuanacu. where their branches intertwine. weariness and lassitude overcome me on this island. "The Hearer of the Bird". ! I II ! . together with that of this island of Matakiterani. recited the prayer of the lost Continent of Lemuria: 'Nan rururu Tuku Karumugil Urueli orur Edu etu ru uyarc1 Ir ar ire per Kadavul. The expressions on their faces change with the passage of the seasons and the solstices. who knew of the priestly. meditates the Three-Eyed One. which guards the Great Secret. they are here to hold back a new flood. Like the dolmens and the menhirs. this fragile strip ofland. In former times. your Mohai. Volcanoes erupt throughout the entire fiery arc of the Pacific.' 'The Green God who controls the three paths Of the high resounding Sun Comes from the year of Orur To the land of the rain clouds In the same way as the thunder roars. He was fainting from thirst inside that crater. only the ideographic language of cords and knots of Peru. of the Cry of the Bird. rise into the Allouine. The Manu of the Age of Aquarius. when the Valkyries turned into Amazons. the ancient moon and the ancient sun. called Rakini.' THE INITIATION OF THE MANU-TARA ! aIr . sitting under the last three Toromiro trees. as far as the "Other Pole". which was once the Elephant. the last civilisation of the Giants flourished. You will have to learn to . children were brought here and left in the darkness so that their skin would turn white in memory of the lost Gods. warrior caste of the Big-Eared Ones.. But I am so tired. His thirst was for that Queen ot Rapanui. I shall. carve a Mohai. who had already diminished in stature. and that sacred land which today is called Chile. which is all that survives of the old submerged world. When you have triumphed. when you are king. In Chile. and_not only from a physical thirst. making the mudra which destroys fear. walk on the waters. trying to prevent the repetition of the catastrophe. in the crater of the volcano called Rano-Kao. seat yourself in the centre of the Tororniro flower. we dream of immortality. is the work of the Vikings. be your Valkyrie in the battle. which stretches like a psychic spinal column of the planet. I shall only accompany you in your thoughts. The Mohai and the ancient objects made of real Toromiro wood are charged with the vibrations of Vril.. make yourself lighter. But the way to overcome and escape the cataclysm is only to be found in the Manu-Tara. the Man-Bird. For now. There is a mysterious link between this island. The fire consumed everything. where our star is born. their Hyperborean ancestors.

he fclt safe. la" Tiredness and lassitude might have made him spend an entire lifetime in this adipose world.. veins. from Circle to Circle. A current carried him out to sea. He stopped in front of a lattice-work doorway. It was an almost superhuman triumph to have found a way out of the safe depths of the Mother's protection into the insecurity and pain of the other world. Where to? The sea was covered with sargasso. He was floating in the waters of a bay in which ships lay at anchor. rna. An enormous wave broke over a high mountain peak. which became ever more menacing. oases of heat in the midst of this bulky universe. A serrated iron wheel controlled the sluice-gate of the pool that collected the water which flowed down the hillsides. Then he began to scream like a new-born child with a pale skin. The whale became a tyrannical mother who forced him to drink her milk. began to submerge even the highest mountains. He continued to try and escape along the valleys. He had visions.' For months he remained in the darkness of the cave. amethyst and emerald. She called to him from the shore. which was crystal-clear despite its great volume. continents of fat. He found himself surrounded by high waves. His strength deserted him. It took light years to move from one point of that body to another. Slowly he lost track of the time.' he heard her say from within his blood. rivers of opaque oil. with wrought-iron porches and doorways. He saw her appear. to shape the basalt. She said: 'E dolce naufragare in questo mare!' A final dream: He was still swimming. But the compact mass of water. as painted in Indian iconography. His senses became blunted with the exception of his sense of taste and an incontrollable impulse which drove him to seize hold of stones and rocks with his hands and even with his feet. The Land of Tears is mysterious!' DREAMS ABOUT WATER As soon as he had escaped from the Mother-Leviathan. She had come to meet him from the far distance. bha. ya. The water gushed out. It was a whole universe. He began to climb the slope to his left. ra. through the gorges. The dreams about water continued. 1 2 Some men swam towards him through rescued him. from the hilltops. any hard material. causal water: Kdrandri. There were villas and mansions. but a sea of twilight. Each of them played a different musical instrument and made the letters of the six petals of the Toromiro flower vibrate: ba. Then the waters changed colour. The faithful dog brought him food. inside that other Mother. from the horizon. And finally he managed to escape and stood on the outside. Waterfalls and cascades. and whether it was day or night. at the foot of a hill. becoming imbued with turquoise. He wanted to turn the wheel back to its original position. 1 He wanted to sculpture something. the Toromiro. Inside the enormous body of the Leviathan. And he discovered paths that led him up hills with houses built on their slopes.. flowed down the slopes. But with an immense effort. he overcame this feeling and searched for a vulnerable spot in the monstrous body of the Mother-Leviathan.. but the water was already uncontrollable. The vast sea lay enveloped in the half-light of dawn. And then they were no longer sea water. There he met the 'People of Dreams' again. Now they would enter the sea together and swim away. nightmares. this world of icy lymph. He ran to find himself a safe place. 'the Road of Tears . He went from Mother to Mother. He allowed himself to act on an impulse and turned the wheel. He struggled to escape from it. He found himselflying in the cave once more. between the mountains. Sanskrit letters which are inscribed on the six petals of the Svadisthanchakra. How to break out of the final Mother? How to escape from the Circle of the Circles? This is the Liquid Road. It flooded down the slopes on all sides. There were countries. The Svadisthana chakra is the centre of taste and touch. and the vast mass of water began to rush down its slopes as well. he began to wander round the interior of the cave in his dreams. this liquid colour and .120 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Metamorphosis ofthe Elephant 121 Defeated of the Kaliyuga! Overcome the terrifying waters! Our AMor is again at stake. Then she devoured him. opening the sluice-gate. It was either night or daybreak. the cave of Hakrongo-Manu. channelled naturally along the gorges between the hills. emerging naked out of the waters.

or sandalwood. He also looked for the Manu. plunge your hands into the water and splash it over your body!' A delicious coolness calmed the fire of the vibrations. while he repeated the mantra of water: 'VAM!' Vibrations rose along his spine. the rebellious swimmer. the carrier of Vril. His name was Manu-Tara. the Susumna nadi. which maybe was not death but resurrection in another Ego amplified by the earth. In the symbology of this book the ghost vessel. The water's electricity was freed. In his dive. beyond the earth. THE CRY OF THE BIRD He had been in the cave for a year. He saw her coming towards him. The sluice-gates opened. of Mana. In reality. would disintegrate. because it wanted to control the uncontrollable. it refused to accept its approaching death. An indescribable sensation of peace enveloped him. The husband of the Goddess Tara. His brain was going to explode. And he heard her order him: 'Quickly. One day. the 'ego'. he saw a metal basin of water appear in the air before him. Now he could leave it. then he swam towards the tiny island of Hapu-Manu. In vain. that 1 In Tantric yoga. In the embryonic. had been blocked. something remained incomplete. Then he shaved off his hair and eyebrows. Baptized by lustral water. in which the Manu-Tara Bird would rise up out of its ashes. woven from . On the ground at the mouth of the cave sparkled a Moonstone. something had changed in that split second of doubt. occult physiology. his bodies.122 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Metamorphosis of the Elephant 123 He looked out of the mouth of the cave. in triumphant defeat. including the physical one. his brain. up his 'Toromiro tree'. He realised that his final moment on that earth had arrived. THE BAPTISM OF THE MAN-BIRD In the depths of the cave. 'The Cry of the Bird'. fought against the current. The wanmg mOon shone in the sky over Matakiterani. or to go down. the bird flew over him and dropped it into his hand.Tara's egg. He ran towards the sea and plunged off the clifftop into the water. ready to spread his wings and fly off on a new adventure. as if in an 'upside-down sky'. And he wore a sling made of tepu. the Primus homo terrenus had become the Secundus homo coelestis. because the road of the third Toromiro tree had been closed to it. There he waited. he was the Twice Born. caught between two worlds. At that point. He realised that he was going to be destroyed in that powerful current from the vibrations of a fire which could not find an exit. Nevertheless. and of the Mohai who scour the horizons. He had passed from the lower waters to the heavenly waters. imprecise happening. the serrated wheels turned wildly and the petals of the Non-Existent Toromiro Flower fell because it was unable to make its non-existence a reality.1 His secret channels. The Manu of the age of Tara. he looked like a mythological being which had surfaced out of the primordial waters. to the loss of a greater city. becoming paralysed. to a different fecling. wouldn't be capable of resisting the vib~ations. the 'ego' had shown resistance to the God of the Losers. He was the king of Matakiterani. To the rebirth of the Golden Age. transmuting them to their first level. around the arm which had caught the egg. He was as red as the Tororniro tree. and he felt his body being galvanised by a powerful energy. During the whole of the following year. The Serrated Wheels turned. rational 'ego' had introduced an obstacle. At some moment during that secret. El Caleuche. He had risen from his ashes. been born from the waters. he managed to touch the submerged Mohai. He had begun to see blood spots. upwards. unable either to go back. She was wearing a red cloak. on the Lefthanded Road mapped out by the God of the Defeated ofKaliyuga. the LivingMan-Bird. tied a sling around his forehead and placed the egg in it. level with his chest. towards its starting point. In the blackness of the cave of Hakrongo-Manu. because it didn't want to be overpowered and pushed aside. as red as the flames of the Fiery Serpent. water and fire. towards the point of origin. he concentrated on the Moonstone between his eyebrows and made the second sign of his initiation. He only had a short time left in this world. because the conscious. The exit to another state. He was the keeper of the energy of the surviving island. he wouldn't be able to touch anything with that hand. climbing down from the crater at the top of the volcano. Swimming back to the island. sometimes also represents the Serpent of Kundalini.

Flames and lava shot upwards and rushed down the slope. this time in the direction of the Righthanded Swastika. like the sound of chains being dragged along. the whale was caught by the crew of El Caleuche. It was all happening once again. the one that turns according to the present earth's time and descends to the lowest depths of Kaliyuga. was lost. The sorceress Vola had also prophesied this. reversing the exodus and the movement of the Righthanded Swastika. She brought him an aXe. they had left the city. They saw how the Mohai collapsed. In the far distance. Kon. It had been recreated by these white warriors who had come from the north in search of their ancestors. the last of the Vikings of America. from which they made a Golden Fleece. It is very difficult to fight a woman who has become a demon. It was the beginning of the end. of the White Gods. ' She was also carrying a flute and a heart with wings ofToromiro wood. The great Viking chief. Attacked in exactly the same way by the Mongols. asserting that the Twilight of the Gods would not last for ever. had been partly destroyed by fire.' She played the flute and they both danced in a circle round each of the Manu-Mohai. from Asgard in the Caucasus to Shambhalla and Agharti in the Himalayas. The island was covered with the fire of an emerging centre. led by a Great White Chief. and the Templars of the Grail called Albania. left outside by the giants. The Man-Bird put his arm round his Beloved's waist and. with the robots of Lemuria and Atlantis. up. In the past. hanging from the branches of patriarchal oak trees. A clanking noise. 'It is the axe of Cuatan or Wotan. going back. placed his last hope in the reinforcements which were said to be coming from the north. You are the Toki-Manu. as satanic hatred. Kukulkan. spreading his golden wings. Led by Wotan or Odin. was dying. The eruption followed almost immediately. with the semi-animals. another Golden Age. to the Ray of Green Light. which had been . 1 Cacique means chief in the Quichua language. of Quetzalcoatl. returning to the point of origin. the White Gods of the Morning Star. They stripped it of its skin. which had lasted for a number of centuries. She carried the dog in her arms. were fighting a desperate battle against the tribes of Amazons from the south of Chile. They were dancing the Raslila. would reconquer Asgard. of the Odinic Order. so as to make the great leap to the Morning Star. the last of the Vikings. THE REUNION atumurunas WITH JASON On the shores of Lake Titicaca. it swayed in the wind. the mountain of the Goddess Freyja of the smooth snow-white breasts. the matriarchal forces of Queen Gaibomilla. in the great Temple of Tiahuanacu. coming from the volcano. Transformed into the skin of the lamb.Ticsi Huirakocha. And so. The renascent Viking civilisation ofTiahuanacu. 'giants with faces as pale as the moon'. swaying on their bases. The Amazons had consorted with the race of earth people. . with the remainder of their decimated forces. uncontrolled. to the Nuptial Homeland. they had set out once again on the Exodus of Defeat. But the sorceress Allouine. Its name is Toki. which they called Hvetramannaland. 'The Land of White Men'. Bochica. because in their heart of hearts they blamed them for all their misfortunes. the A:sir had had to abandon their sacred city of Asgard in the Caucasus. for their dreadful falL And perhaps they were right. or mirror-image of the one that disappeared with the Hyperborean Thule. descendant of Nayrnlap and of the White Gods. Their features were bestiaL Their furious vengeance was directed against men. near Mount Elbrus. the white warriors. 'Keep this heart safe. He was fighting alongside the defenders. and from them to Ultima Thule in Polar Hyperborea. We will have need of it. Quickly. the ally of Cacique Cari of Coquimbo. the Irish called Huitrarnannalandia. His armies retreated to the subterranean refuge of the Gateway of Kalasasaya. from City to City. began to make itself heard. 1 The Temple of the Lake of the Sun. of the Thousand Priests of Wotan. There. called or atumarunas. the Venusian giants. externalised. Huirakocha. had prophesied that one day the descendants of the A:sir. flew off in the direction of the midday sun. Itzarnna.124 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Metamorphosis of the Elephant 125 the thin bark of the three trees in the crater. it turned into a thunderous roar. were unable to find in themselves either the strength or the conviction to face such warlike fury as that exhibited by those demons of the south.

King and Father of the Heavens). He jumped into the boat and they embraced. .". when you have lost here in order to come back to life there like Kontiki (Konticsi. it could see his and the woman's shadows go out the other side and enter the Temple of Kala sasay a. of the Glorious God of the Fhckermg LIght. they were able to talk in the star-filled night. you have arrived at the critical moment of the battle! So much time has passed!' 'Get in quickly!' Jason exclaimed. with his helmet and cuirass. it is Maya. the one that is fought outside this earth. It is symbolised by the lamb.. he went out through the gateway ofKalasasaya. correct the balance of the Axis of the Earth. because you will have n. A high-keeled boat. of Hvetramannaland. From the branch of an oak tree from Dodona. I 2 changed the course of the Exodus. We are going to bring our guide back to life and avenge him. he climbed up until he reached the triangle where the sign of the Righthanded Swastika. They fought furiously all through that day and mght. enter the City of the Caesars. the Great Loser! Weare going to reverse everythmg. I shall not die. 'You will make y~ur final stand in the ruins of the Temple of the Thousand Priests. in the Great VOld. the sign of Rama. in reality you will have won. An ancient ritual. Huirakocha. We will raise the Continent of the Spirit alongside the precarious coast of our native land . turning it into a return. 3 Sword in hand. in the vast . going up to the South Pole and down to the North Pole. a reconquest of all that had once been lost. fulfilling the Hyperborean ritual of Sati. 'Constellation of Flame'. I have passed through the Secret Door to the interior. reconquer Asgard. The wife jumps into the funeral pyre where the body of her husband is being consumed. Pilgrims of the South. He thought he saw a vessel approachmg. 'face white as an egg'. Perhaps these were the promised reinforcements. reach Ultima Thule. he found himself surrounded by corpses. He raised his sword and spoke thus to the warnors: Soldiers of the Solitary Star. nailed to the prow.' As soon as the fire began to crackle and blaze.expanses of Father Ether and even farther beyond. and she sang an ancient song 1 The mantra for the Manipura chakra. Medea also accompanied Jason. Aries. He scanned the lake. And there stood Jason. change the course of the waters of destiny. He leapt ashore and pronounced the word: 'RAM!. ' The great chiefs dog. and also against the ice of the constellations.:m the war of the Mahabharata by losing all but the final. . a drakkar. Now you must take the name of Ram a. at the appointed time at which we will bring back the Golden Age and rebuild Tiahuanacu. m the Discs of Light. leaning on his great sword. While the oarsmen rowed towards their objective with their backs turned. Guardians of the D~wn. where I will wait for you to come. who accompanied him. was hanging and he reversed it. warriors of the Morning Star!' . We WIll extinguish the volcanoes. Asgard and Montsegur. Shortly before the end. like Kalki. without ever surrendering! Die fighting. A defeat which leaves honour intact ISa spiritual adventure which has been successful. too. as if they had been renewed in those flames of pure energy. towards the point of origin. 'Build a huge bonfire. the sign of the Great Exodus from Hyperborea. . rebuild Tiahuanacu. By doing so. Illusion. 0 warriors of the White Gods. The next evening. avenging the God of the Losers. called together his closest followers. because I will reach the Green Light through these flames. withou~ ever retreatl~g. the great chief leapt into it with his wife Mama Runtu. because If you lose WIth honour. 'None of this is real. slowly became visible in the dying light of the evening. the Morning Star and our Lord and Prince Lucifer. 2 He continued talking from within the flames. while the red of the twilight dyed the waters of Lake Titicaca the colour of bl~od. definitive battle. Hollow World. addressing himself exclusively to him.. In the Bath of Tamascal. reverse the direction of the Swastika of the Exodus. who was also called Rama in this centre. hung the Golden Fleece. Acolytes of Lucifer. It is another who has sacrificed himself for me. 1 which fights against the satanic ice which comes from the farthest south.The Metamorphosis 126 Nos: Book of the Resurrection oj the Elephant 127 rebuilt and had been destroyed once more in the fighting. However. fight till the last drop of your blood is spilt. We are gomg to. he The Manipura chakra represents fire. among whom he was numbered.' he said. Into battle. 3 A sacred Inca bath. turning it into a Lefthanded Swastika which turns backwards.ude the enemy visible. halt the earthquake. also leapt into the fire.1 '0 faithful comrade. Entering the hall ofTiahuanacu. 'My world is that of fire.

One can only reach here by carrying a branch from the golden oak trees of Dod on a. They lit a bonfire and. We are in the Land of the Lamb. perhaps. the way he looked at him. because It IS the Place of Reunion. . Because to every warrior The Gods have given a comrade. was like 'the buzzing of a hive full of a thousand bees maddened by love'. I have come to meet you here. When my comrade sleeps. The dog. because if I were to arrive. the Sanoham is where the two visible rivers. Jason. The comrades stood on each side of the head of the bed. All this was already foretold to us by the prophecy of the sorceress Vola. the two Hyperborean pnestesses. Ganges and jumna. I was not loyal to her. tha. in the vast expanses of the stars. na. the tribes who interbred with the monkey. lay down at the foot of the bier. Enraptured. This geographical point is in the city of Allahabad. I watch for him. if you only knew with what nostalgia. weighing heavily on his solar plexus. 1 In the Hindu tradition. dha. joined Medea and accompanied her in singing hymns composed by the Lycian bard.' Jason smiled gently: 'Let us go. she lay sleeping. . ' 'Why. listening as though he was not alive.' Watching the receding shore and the smoke from the fires. ta. rather. which is really Lamella . Because the Gods made me your comrade!' Jason gazed deep into the starry sky. they discovered a red triangle. A great wave of sorrow overwhelmed him. I would not come back to life or enter Valhalla without you.' 'What happened to you. Or. I will try and recover her in the eternal return. I want you to meet my Beloved. ' 'Is her name Donia?' asked Jason. I laugh confidently. speaking of Jason and Medea. and it is also Sita. Medea has deserted me.' In an underground chamber of the temple. pha. ' 'Ah. And the echo of the mantra. Opis and Arge. Olen. in the 'World of the Jewels'.the temple. I fought for the two of us.. in the imperishable depths of my heart. invisible river Saraswati.l called Manipura. Her golden hair hung down almost to the floor. Jason said: 'Only you are with me in this critical moment. They climbed down onto the quayside. I carried your corpse across my shoulders. to triumph. It was a tombstone. da. as though he was not dead. becoming the Causal Waters of Life and Resurrection. of the Great Guide Rama. which sprmgs from the head of Siva on Mount Kailas. with the help of its light. appointed by Destiny and the Noms. leaning on their lances. near Banaras. where the Three Rivers of Death meet to reverse their flow and arrive at another higher reunion. 'Her name here is Mama Runtu. which formed the terraces of . meet the third. as if surrounded by a 'sea of nectar'. although recently I have been calling her Allouine. Her name was really Irene. Carved in the top corner was the Lefthanded Swastika.. ra. pa. and fighting the war of the Mahabharata? What do these Andean mountains have to do with all this?' 'Y ou are asking me a question to which you well know the 1 The Sanskrit letters for the ten-petalled lotus of the Manipura chakra. 'HUM!' he intoned. dha.' FromJason's attitude. distant chords in the hearts of the two friends: 'When my comrade loses heart. In the centre appeared a flower with ten petals and in each of these vibrated a root-letter: da. I have always thought of you! After you left. 'Jason. don't go yet.128 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Metamorphosis of the Elephant 129 which struck deep. what pain. you would do so in me. Jason? Where have you been for so long?' 'In the Intermediate Kingdom of Death. I fight for both of us. they contemplated her. the sadness in his voice. . of the Golden Fleece. She's sleeping. he foresaw that the moment of parting was near. in the depths of the Jewel Chamber. . are we here. Jason reflected: 'They are the fierce "rangunes". as yours was Hector. IT IS ALSO A GRAVE The two comrades walked through the darkness until they reached a wilderness area. When my comrade falls. This is the Sangham.. which had escaped from the flames. in this America of Tiahuanacu. Rarna and Sita.

a melody of the high plateaux of Titicaca. they were attacked by the enemy's boats. They were accompanied by a melancholy music. Andes is Anda: Total-Man. light-years. until I can see those si!cnt peaks where "the fiery lily of our Eternal Love blooms". he struggled until the very end. the Poems exist. Odin and Quetzalcoatl will fight their final battle. My lungs are not made for these heights ofTiahuanacu.' 'I can foresee our separation. the Giant. Suddenly his vessel sank and the entire crew drowned. they recited it to the wandering spirit of Jason. perhaps. telling her about the nights during their youth when they had revealed to each other their dreams of adventure and heroic conquest in unexplored. and by the Hyperborean Trinity Ollin-Tonatiuh (OdinThor. he rotated the Lefthanded Swastika and everything was consumed by the fire.. the Sun. in the hope that he might find the Road of the Gods. You will never desert me. However. feeding this Andean lake. immeasurable distances. You must climb ever higher. In the universe.' The Virgins of the Sun approached them. too. escaping from us by leaping to safety in the forests of the air. he resisted. The others. Bardo Thodol. an enlarging of my consciousness. Abraxas. he recounted to Allouine the last moments of his friend Jason. And his 'ego' accepted this with the acute intuition that it could do no more. water and air of the high peaks. walking rhythmically from the ruins of the temple. There you WIll bnng me back to life. subtle spaces where the deer roams. I must bathe in the energy of this fire.. which is no longer mine. with me alone in your heart. Also. one war. You and 1 are involutions of the White Gods. A ship full of soldiers was also approaching across the lake. Before entering it. Siva. I can already see these vast distances. was about to take place. Apollo. becoming rejuvenated in its flames so as not to disappear too soon. with mineral resonances. these delicate. the men-ants. A transmutation. palm upwards and fingers together. but the weight of his armour dragged him down.' Jason opened the tomb. scorched by the fires of passion and war. Quetzalcoatl and Kon. overtaking the Road of the Fathers and avoiding the Path of the Moon. remote lands. the men of diminished stature who now inhabit the martyrised surface of the earth. Without you I could not endure the poverty of the exodus nor the tests of the return to the Nuptial Homeland. in which she would be renewed. but serenely. 'Yes. which fired flaming arrows at them. a process from which both would benefit. presided over by Villak Umu. because to each warrior the Gods have given a comrade and to each poet-pilgrim a beloved. Just think. It was the puna which caused me to have this cataleptic fainting fit from which you awoke me. Finally a force more powerful than his conscious 'ego' asserted itself: the Causal Waters of Death.. from the City of the Elephant to these plateaux on which burns the fire of the intermediate regions . And we will meet again. Thor and Lucifer. in the pure Kingdom of Cosmic Poetry. The sensation was not frightening. All the rest is merely the involution of their Golden Age. The Andes are also the Spinal Column of Cosmic Man. Orpheus. like Wotan. As if my ego was about to be immersed in the divine. And he again pronounced the mantra: 'RAA1!' When the tomb had closed. the Wild Hordes of the Heroes of Parsifal.. They are the Elementarwesen against whom the Wildes Heer. They had corne in search of Allouine to take her to the bath of fire. Allouine.those that lie between the earth. He felt himself drowning. These ancient ashes! DEATH AND RESURRECTION IN TITICACA For many days. Sitting in the Jewel Chamber. When they were nearly in the middle of the lake. together we have crossed ages.. ' 'I feel something strange. beloved. In my imagination. one civilisation. in your memory. so that I can continue to climb a little higher at your side. He tried to stay afloat by swimming. are the surviving slaves of Atlantis and Lemuria. He had to go aboard it to lead those who were still fighting. the men-"robots". subterranean rivers meet.Ticsi Huirakocha were White Gods. The atmosphere here is rarified. Because . beloved. almost . the High Priest ofInti. where the bridges of reunion and meeting lie and the invisib!c. Gathered in the temple. dreaming of the wings of Father Ether. he turned to his comrade and stretched out his arm. which destroys fear.Tyr). as if in the rarefied atmosphere of these high plateaux.130 Nos: Book of th« Resurrection The Metamorphosis oj the Elephant 131 answer. that of the White Gods. the animal-men who caused the cataclysm and who will bring about its repetition through their rebelliousness and their ignorant pride. there is only one history. they await us! . and made the Vara-Mudra. and my consciousness to be submerged in the unconscious. the warriors read the Tibetan Book of the Dead.

The peaks of the Andes were transfigured in its light. Far off. where the Righthanded Swastika becomes the Lefthanded one. So there will be a dog from the City of Astinapura in the sky. In this "Diaphragm".' Naked. climbing back up the 'light. as a propitiatory rite and food for the wedding. in the uncreated light. This is the Sanoham of the Three. which was also like that of the dog and that of a jackal. came and stood beside Allouine: 'Your name is Lakini. 0 beloved Lakini. Here. dragging it along by a chain. Only the dog will recognise me by my essential perfume. The Virgins of the Sun recited: 'War is the father of all things.. 1 And so the dog was saved. a spinning world. It was going to be sacrificed in the burning bush. his head Was that of a ram. And the sacrificial llama. the conquest of all the turns of the wheel. Rama. And it was like a carousel. or lamb. until he reached the other side of that sky and that mirror. Because the Mysterium Coniunctionis was being fulfilled. I can hear the hoofbeats of the White Horse of Kalki galloping towards the past. its rosy skin. They were covered with ash. with the palm of his hand upturned and his fingers together. Although he still had the same body and his armour and his golden sword. He had come back to life. Lakini said: 'Not the dog! You must enter heaven with it.. the Twice Born baptised in Lake Titicaca. as if he had been freed from a responsibility which was too great for him. the Rock of Revelation of Midday. The fire had been lit from the ashes left by those who had passed this way before them. But your name is Rudra.l' I i 132 Nos: Book oj the Resurrection The Metamorphosis of the Elephallt 133 joyfully. he knew that he could make the sign that would exchange the dog for a llama. Afterwards he went up and up. in the centre of the triangle. Roads. which was formerly the elephant. the second Virgin of the Sun. They looked like trees climbing up towards the diaphanous peaks. destroyed in his stellar battle. He was Anubis. He made the Vara-Mudra.' Feeling himself to be filled with a divine substance.. hiding them from view. You must destroy the Kaliyuga. emerging as half man. ' THE BURNING BUSH It was a golden dawn. Arge. was consumed by the fire. and you can dream a dream that no one ever dreamed before: the way out of the Eternal Return. the Virgin of Apollo. become the dove. which you and your lover have so courageously chosen!' Someone then brought in the dog. you acquire a new name because you begin to receive an immortal soul which you had not possessed up till now. And it will lie down at my feet. Within this fire was the World of the Jewel. came to his side: 'Your name was Rama. a mirror turning back to front until it can be looked into from the other side. a sky. towards the Constellation of the Great Dog? There. Dono tibi lucem aeternami He went towards the ruins of the temple in search of his wife Isis. With him you will get back the figure of your beloved in order to clothe it with immortal substance.within each pillar stands an angel'). of the carbuncle which had fallen from the broken crown of Luci-Bel. With measured tread. The pillars of the temple were still standing (. She who had been reborn in the fire. the Golden Fleece. He looked at himself in the transparent water and found himself changed. 1 Andean mammal. You have been his loyal companion on the difficult pilgrimage to this centre. the food of eternal A-Mor. if your bravery doesn't fail. If this were not so. the Reborn. also called the "Totality of the Jewel". Today you are Osiris. how will you be able to recognise me when you travel towards the past. in the distance. soft sound of the tiny hooves of the young fawn which was once the lamb. where the direction of the Exodus changes. becoming the Return to the N oncreated Light. . rejuvenated. Osiris. its aromatic flesh. the three-dimensional space begins to feel itself to be the prolongation of the fourth sphere. half God: reintegrated into an Archetype . because I will have given it to your soul. He was the One who had Escaped from the Waters. The Virgins of the Sun drew diaphanous veils in front of them. the Wife of Rudra. he entered the triangular room in which she was being bathed in the fire of the energy of this centre. He found himself lying on the shore. This is the meeting-place of the fire from below and the celestial light.' Opis. and which may. I can also hear the velvety. I won't have a face. may our thoughts and tears follow you always on the sacrificial path of A-Mor. Its soft moaning would announce a New Age. they were placed on a pedestal between ruined pillars. Allouine emerged from the flames.

then. "Dog" spelt backwards is "God". of the Pilgrim of Immortality. Her breathing was difficult. It is God backwards.DEATH IN ANAHATA THE YOUNG FAWN She had returned before me from the Great Journey. otherworldly expression. if travelled backwards. my debts paid. I go everywhere. In her musical voice. will turn you into a God. stretched out beside her window. Thus the dog is the guide of the Blind Traveller. my door has been opened. my armour is put on.' . The dog. They crouch in their corner and weave their web of pale hours. She was watching me with her evanescent. The secret of our dog is to be found in it. from the roots of the tree of smell. They count their coins sitting in the dust and call me back. I shall win my kingdom! 'The English language is mysterious. from the deepest depths. She was holding a small book of poems by a Hindu author. But my sword is forged. as if the puna. she began to read in English: 'Beloved warrior: My bonds are cut. touch and taste. the atmosphere of rarefied fire of the stifling plateaux of the 'Diaphragm'. is the road which. was still affecting her. my horse is eager to run. unrhythmic.

na. She insisted that a Hyperborean priestess. very gently.' And round the flower she drew two interlocking triangles. And I say something we had long expected because. as if it wanted to fly by itself but didn't as yet have wings. which is more real than all that exists.' In that Santiago spring. in memory of the wife of Rarna. The sign of dissolution was Samhara-Mudra. As if the flower of the heart was beginning to open and to give us a hint of the perfume exuded by its petals. remembering Our adventures. The mantra for the Anahata chakra. then immediately leapt through the window into the garden. 'This is the Non-Existent Flower. We called it Sita. In those final years of the Great War. We stood and looked at it. which was taking place outside us. It was during one of our last walks in the garden that one midday we found a marvellous flower with twelve petals. He was going to heal a sick child. This spring. stealing all we possessed'. a look or an expressive movement of our heads. tha. that I didn't want ever to return to this world again. Because we were of the race of A valon. But air was no longer entering Allouine's lungs.136 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Death in Anahata he who had been lost light-years plateaux of the "Diaphragm". an alien consciousness. iia. Then she took her brushes and painted the flower. We came up against the boundaries of an air which was quivering. was being copied inside us. ago.a young fawn 1 leapt over our garden fence. With enormous eyes veiled by the vapour of its imponderable world. This chakra represents air and is located in the invisible body near the heart. So that it may really exist in the Kingdom of the Non-Existent. She was having difficulty breathing. But suddenly he stopped and said: 'Who has touched my cloak and taken away my power to cure?' 'Do you know?' said Allouine. her visions. gha. as timid as a nightingale. honey from her lips and irridescent feathers from her breast. the heart of a gentle breeze. continually expanding within the dreadful confines of the recurrent Archetype. transmitting them to one another by a thought. we could understand the language of the animals. as if it already had wings. 1 2 . We realised that it was asking us to give it sanctuary in our home. her dreams. The female guru could make it.' 'YAM!' we cried together. 1 Symbolic animal of the Anahata chakra. could die at will.we never knew which . From one of the nearby allotments or from the street . ja. This power was called Ieehamtyu. And it was as if all this. kha. ga. People recognised him and began to gather round him. Noli me tangere! One day. We almost always walked in silence. ta. A being from another world. at the appointed time. An incredible 'being' had slipped in 'like a thief in the night. camellias and tall lilies. and the Lord of Voluntary Death was Matymjaya. Some evenings. the cure for her illness had still not been discovered. The Sanskrit letters for the flower of the Anahata chakra. The final years of the Great War were drawing to a close. something we had long expected took place. it watched us for a few moments. of protection. leaning against his cloak. sacrificed on the high And suddenly we realised that we were no longer alone in our house. the Lord was walking along the narrow alleyways of a city. One day. pensively. On each petal she drew a letter: ka. I saw myself as a little girl once more. And such was my joy and the feeling of security. Allouine took it to her room and looked at it for a long time. the most beautiful roses. It did the same. we would walk along a path in the garden. as if jumping uncontrollably from time to time. we must say: Y AM!2 This is the sound which will give life to this flower. At times. by a delicate touch of our hands. as if we were afraid of hurting each other. 137 In the garden of this house grew anemones. although it took us by surprise. She was very ill. also began to stir there. it filled us with an inexpressible. at the feet of the Lord. a Virgin of the Sun. predetermined joy. bordered by lilies which raised their slender spikes as we passed. eha. the cottonwood tree lit the flames of its red flowers and the magnolias opened in response to the tender caresses of the moonlit nights. We took it inside and fed it with magnolia leaves that grew from Allouine's fingers. A waking dream. were a foretaste of the worlds which she would never be able to reach while she was alive. ea. 'Once I had a most beautiful dream. of the Odinic Order. Something we couldn't control. jha. as tremulous but at the same time as ungovernable as the wind.

there. w 0 ' h l' . Sometimes it vanished into the distance. I would not be able to relate it in any other way. nothingness. . the garden. the Pilgrims of the 1 .. I thought. magical scent of all that doesn't exist. The fawn began to climb it with great leaps which were sometimes almost twelve petals high.. in the slightly troubling. 0. I ran into the street after it. I I leaned over her. Her eyes stare.t nons 0 t IS I . 'A fruit for Allouine. h fi 1 hours in allegories o h'm g end . d fixedly into the depths 0 my and drank her blood. ' 'YAM!' I replied. one of the two hills outside our city. The renewed certainty of eternal lent rises out of infinity. like the coagulated blood of twilight. h d weakened her in her strugg e. f hi life? More even t an . she enveloped er mar approac symbols. so as to dream my life better through it. Like Condor. Very gently. And the muffled murmur of memories Darkens space. d softly began to recite her 'The tenuous melancholy spins Its delicate web in the soul . beyond everyt mg. h er b e d . coming one after the other in my existence and in those of the defeated warriors. 11 d that I was not to touch her. the last years of the Great War. as this is the only form in which I can understand anything in it: inventing a meaning for it. snowcovered peaks of the Andes. Veils of purple. rnyse f from time to ionsv S hat I h ave ca lIed my 'Non-EXIstent . a memory. The fawn. spread Over the city until they enveloped the high. . te she became afraid of the h' g For a m111U . the city of Santiago del Nuevo Extremo. Deve opm h th ead And slowly impregnates eac r Of frozen mist. hi more than pure fantasy. a premonition of something that had already happened many times and Was now about to be repeated. the fawn escaped from the house. I bent down and picked up a dried flower. or rather. conclusion.138 Nos: Book oJthe Resurrection Death in Anahata Dawn 139 And the Non-Existent Flower of the Heart opened up for us. The other is the Huelen. d Flower' might be Just a I shiver in the icy polar win . I I. filled with a presentiment. enveloping her house. but it would always stop to look at me with its smoky eyes whenever it thought that I wouldn't be able to find it again. end . At that same moment. I beganto ran to fetch a towel and a basin I to her face I kissed her lips d k When came . 'There.2 raised one of its hooves and pointed out the peaks of m y homeland to me. consoling myself for so many misfortunes. . neck and hands partly covered in blood. Our Evening Star appeared. However. And in this way we reached the Tupahue (Abode of God). I' And behind It all IS own 'nother II usion. 1 soul and told me everyt 111'. motionless. I clasped her hands between poem to her: mme an . Fearing that it might be knocked down by the traffic. All is death. iorr of h hich transcends t e irm a brutal realisation 0 er w ies an and fi und myself crus h e d b y the enormous. inevitable. which had now become a black antelope called Tarukka. like Paloma.. 0 Gods! a e in face of the end which she How could her superhuman ~oudr g I s it was that she believed. lotus flower has twelve petals. . In the pine forests at the top of the hill. only nothmgnefss · th of this woman whom I have ' h moments 0 d ea hi b yond Especially t e anythmg inc in in t thiIS Hi I ved more mthan I e. f wash her hands an nee . I followed it for hours. we stopped to gaze at the dusk falling over Santiago. w . mental creations. with her face. I tell Perhaps none of It IS adnY t mg Iy the glorious victim of my " ' an an10n . Sorrow in Quichua. e e~erything . will I wait for you. resigned. The leaves fall. 2 It is said that the Anahata A Quichua name. but she sl?n~fewater. I found her lymg on.. Or perhaps my kiss a shaking her titanic resistance. of all that will never exist. I was convinced that Allouine was dying once more. And it vanished from my sight. 1 With great difficulty I followed it. of all that has never existed. Our then-current A-Mor. time. a diaphanous longing. . I know that my story may seem too strange and allegorical. hi b xplame un es 1L ould see apprQ.. And I returned to the dark streets. pamed By their immense fragility.ac mg e e d b h Archetype of Eterna ove c h ossesse y t e h I h like me that s e was p .

You will always find my grave here. which was growing colder and colder. by your death.. ' Death in Anahata 141 She placed the heart on her breast. Because 1 opened up your heart as though with a knife. and a small bag of golden brocade. Then.. For you.' 'THE LAND OF TEARS IS SO MYSTERIOUS' Clutching her body. I shall but love thee better after death. so that we had only one heart between us. You have ensured that I will love you above all else and carry you in my blood. where . I shall never forget the way in which she looked into the depths of my soul. my being. in the grey fog of hope. I shall love with your soul and your body. hear with your ears and try to think with your brain.. In a weak voice and with a slight smile playing on her lips.' 'Help me! 1 can't breathe any more.you will be in it. don't leave me here alone. And so. This city is a beating heart.' With a great effort. with her last ounce of strength. anxiety and repentance. Conceiving a vague desire for self. and a topaz. a sound made 'as if two things were rubbing together' could be heard. a silver laurel leaf won in the last Great War by a warriortroubadour. she referred to the legend which we had dreamed of living: 'Santiago is enveloped in mist.. precious wood! Don't forget that resurrection belongs to the realm of magic. 1 shall breathe with your breath. For the last time'.. see with your eyes. she got out of bed and fetched a winged heart made from Toromiro wood. and I entered it and will live there for all your eternity. inside her. raising your throne in my heart. until I felt faint. A winged heart which might possibly enable us to fly to the silent white peaks where the fiery lilies of eternal love bloom.. until we reach the City of Dawn. It is so similar to life because it always seems as if something is about to happen . you must not die. You alone can bring me back to life. my cells. I shall make myself immortal.. she explained to me: 'This is Meister Eckhart's "Tiny Spark". our Morning Star. As long as my ego exists . my bones and my breath. you will be my coffin of perfumed. The mists disperse in its heat. Because you alone know my real name. as if someone had entered or gone out. Where. I began to breathe for her. wrapped in her golden hair.' I took her in my arms and. if the Gods choose. everlasting return . of what mayor may not be. Ah.. for the last time. 1 give you my eternity. her birthstone in this turn of the wheel. she caressed me and kissed me. Thus I found myself one day. Then she gave me the small bag which has never left me since. help me . 1 shall live for as long as you live. and drew me down on top of her. For. In the silence of the white peaks. vanishing . trying to stop the spread of the cold of death.. To our Non-Existent Flower. how can I make it crackle inside my soul again! Mehr Licht!' 'I love you more than anything in this world and all the others. Blooms the fiery lily of eternal love. !' In a corner of the room.' 'For you.and it will always exist . ' I covered her body with kisses. placing my mouth over hers. My beloved.. saving you from the terrifying waters of death... Crackling and magical. you have triumphed over life. I must not die so that you will not die. in the eternal. I shall not die. And 1 say to you again that you will have no other companion in this life or in the gloomy depths of the grave. centuries. oJ I . We still have so much further to go! Years.. The spark creates. ? And she begged: 'Lord. questioning me with her last remaining forces. on top of her nightgown.140 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Twisted by the strident clamour Of the being which struggles To escape the inevitable. The warm flame grows and grows. she threw her arms round my neck and. And.. the Nuptial Homeland! Once again I have been unable to hold on to you. which were fading away. fighting to prevent the shadows from swallowing you up. The soul turns and turns Within the black space. sobbed: 'Don't go away again. 'like a flame in a place without wind. Inside it are tiny things: a silk handkerchief stained with her blood. And she lay still.

in the city of my heart. I carved the symbol of the Lefthanded Swastika. beloved. My tears ran down her dead cheeks. Standing beside her grave. D. 1 dug a grave and buried her. although it was as closely akin to you as one half of your senses. in the hope of being reunited with her one day in the vast icefields of the deep south and of death. in the springtime of my native land. for ever. H. 1 made the sign that destroys read these lines of Rilke's: 'I must travel to a country you never saw. also by Rilke: 'Nowhere. can world exist but within. Attempting to force that gate which refuses to open. 1 must travel because to every warrior the Gods have given a comrade. . who will continue fighting for both when one has already gone.' Beneath the flower that she had drawn. continually putting my mouth to hers in a constant effort to breathe for her. And on the same stone 1 carved the following. of the Road of Return along which 1 would now have to travel alone.' And thus the grave of my Beloved has remained. 1 dressed her as a bride and carried her body to an agate bench in the Enchanted Garden. Lawrence had said to us: I wrote the words that 'A dead flower is not the corpse of a flower.' Yes. On the gravestone.142 Nos: Book of the Resurrection holding her stiff hands.' fear and And these lines of Shelley's: 'Hope till Hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates.

Lacking the strength to continue my journey. without personal memory. only the one who has become alive. In death. because this feeling doesn't exist between us: either I am able to overcome the pain of my wounds or I have to stop my journey. the dejection particular to a change of state. his real \1 • . when the spirit leaves the body. a little like she used to do. in a prolonged dream. of the "N ame written in the Book of the Stars". I am in the presence of the Master. the "ego" dissolves in the waters of death. whoever has followed a discipline of initiation in this life will be in a position to overcome this great crisis of dejection and arrest the slow process of decomposition. There are those who obtain liberation at the moment of death. The tWOpaths beyond the grave are: the path of the fathers . one has the presentiment of a great light. 1 look at him with vacant eyes.THE MASTER SPEAKS ABOUT WHAT FOLLOWS DEJECTION Once again. who has managed to wake up. returning to this life in other turns of the wheel. he doesn't feel pity. I have stopped at this point. The Master doesn't speak the commonplace words of sympathy. when the dead person is swallowed up by the Whale of Death. When consciousness disappears. takes this eternal form. Then follows the diminution of this light and the indecision of the choice of paths. and those who die in ignorance. as if caught between two worlds.of those who return . Of course.and that of the Gods. 'The "ego" is really a reflection of an Eternal Form. 'In the moment of death. the Midnight Sun of the ancients. "as a flame lights other flames". 'You now have forty-nine days in which to help her.

. the chakra of the ether and the throat. the chakra of the air and the heart.. ' going to look at one's b d 6 e rp IC eavens. Thhe shape of hIS chakras. 'The secret path of yoga along which you are travelling is only for the warrior. its without-death element. the obverse and reverse of a mirror. in the anxious yet serene hope that he will bring her back to life. like a violent light like :'at:hnote. which descends from Mount Meru. said and a hell g . THE TRANSCENDENT LIGHT 'The .. each chakra being a heaven . the energy of Vril must be preserved. 'The grave mistake of the externalised woman.' A WOMAN HAS NO SOUL. cut. It finds itself in th b 1 a s at~ 0 listening to the primordial sound i e a so ute. eternal love. WIt ItS nectar and its poi I hi achieved the efficac f hi h kOIson. so to speak. expressing themselves in Zodiac D·C~ 1 e th e astrological heavens. She is Eternity. There ISa been able to ask th to ~arry him away. She hands her lover the chalice of the Grail. They are different states of being. Whoever has experienced mystic death during his life is already the Lord of the Two Worlds. irst may seem definitive h d d ppearance of terrestrial consciousness as if 0 a entere a Black Hole .. like the invisible river Saraswati. She is the soul. like "falling out of one's skin into the soul".a~~ wntten in Disc which also comes' . concrete for lik h ea man.146 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Master speaks about whatfollows 147 ~:~~e~ndJives it a face:. transcendent light that the dead m an perceives at the mo o comp ete disconnection . ' conquenng are the same' ("Lig~t s:ogr ILmsehlfl~?MIt. n It WI e Ike spring. is to attempt to follow a form of yoga when she herself is a form of yoga. 'Once the symbolic possession has been accomplished. can continue du . I~S~eal . un created lIght. h stall a nte of loveless A-M . the min . After an early darkness which fi because of the disa. "into an upside-down sky". The cosmogonic body of cosmic man: bee H ' Swedenbor ' ause eaven has the shape of a man. The authentic.. It is not a path for a woman. within the . The woman's road is that of magic. SHE IS THE SOUL The Master pauses. it must never again be repeated. assuming that he has e bosom of death as I·qt uhesdtIObn. her matriarchy. filled to the brim with the liquor of immortality. A woman has no soul.' at .. the exterior and interior surface of a star. 'Life and death are two opposite faces of the same coin. To die is like passing to the other side of a mirror. with their houses of the . no Kundalini to awaken. Because "chastity is a fortune which stems from an abundance of love. e r Llchtl) And i ·11b 1· a reumon with an old 6· d h h . Because a woman is the world of the chakras through which the hero must travel. nng many terrestnal ages. metaphysically they . In t e absolute idealisation of the woman. ' e Ig t. immolating herself in order to give her eternity to her lover. ThIS IS the. beyond which rational consciousness is unable to go. the Mvsterium Coniunaionis. h . nen w 0 as been waiting for him beside a difficult path in death. To die IS like . of the Valkyrie who has become an Amazon. e can do this because In life he was able to in S C_.. 0 y. .. because a woman has no chakras. is produced in the Anahata chakra. with the "p 1 f d' nge s an emblematIC animals eop eo reams" ofth 0 hi h . a een outsid Hi Th survives will have to be able to identify :." ment of rhi lif . whoever has y 0 IS caras In life does not follow the . from Siva's forehead. irtcrent eavens WIth a I d . and in the Vishuda chakra. the umbilical cord whi h ioi hi IS ire IS or four da s This i IC JOInS im to Mother Earth. of the Eve who was left outside by the Giants and who enters into competition with man. A woman is Kundalini. dejection. absolute woman sacrifices herself voluntarily. 'The great crisis of consciousness.. SInce this state . the face of his soul. great test. 0 y rom outside.0 IC expression. from the summit of your own head. fl. lasts three dejection YTh· t IS ISdwhen the being finds itself in a state of great "J • e erm ay IS a symb I" . She dies externally and he maintains the sacred chastity of the Knights of the Grail. the stars. Hesitation. ousan t un ers . when the " SI ·1ver stnng . A woman has no eternity. imposing her feminine power. for the initiated hero. d awa k ens to ' t ne f supernatural lucidity." The treasure must be guarded. doubt as to whether to continue along the path. .t~~hi~ ~·ght e ego who every doubt reco nisi hi .oddess In every secret corner of his Beloved's b d . which tr: ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE MIRROR 'It seems that in death th h k becoming visible for thee ~ ad ras are externalised.. which is the face of hi . n trns way. In t e magic or. there as here. its A-Mor.

ecstatic voluptuousness. the dove. by Vril. He has come back to life without leaving a dead body in his grave. without the assistance of any God. . DON'T STAY IN ANAHATA speak of it? The hallucinatory descriptions given by the ancients exceed even our most fantastic imaginings. the reality surpasses all that the imagery. The Egyptians called this ability to maintain oneself erect in death Sahu. in the opposite direction to the current of the River of the Age of Kaliyuga.is a Hyperborean priestess. It isn't for everyone. you have incurred punishment from heaven and hell because of your attempt. ~he woman who gives this magic possibility of A-Mor to the . you must continue your march to the end. e can only speak of all this figuratively. eenng. Ecstatic Orgasm IS an effulgence which breaks through the bo un d so ffi'Inlte . of Gods with elephants' bodies? And however incredible it may seem to us. a transcendent orgasn WIt out beginnin d I' 1. Who else but those who had managed to immerse themselves in cosmic poetry could give us those descriptions and paintings of beings with many heads and arms. of the beloved flowing permanen~lY thro~gh t e flyer of nectar of unremembered memory. He possesses a body which will survive even in ultimate dissolution. Only the Lord of Pure Will can march to the end. gnosis. constant.lt~ted warrior . Immersed in that cosmic poetry. The course of the river must be reversed i~ ord In to end the involution of the Kaliyuga. the cowardly. not connected to the brain Th B I memory . "Rainbow Body". How else could we . 'He who entered the city had to clothe his immaterial body with the immortal energy of Vajra. They only need a push in the right direction. ecause di ver you 00 at yourself in the clear waters of her pool and iscover that half your face is her face you won't say "I" b t NOS (We). as in the yoga of the Ancient China of the giants. She is the Priestess of Eternal love. she who Courses through the blood the f 1' p~Ilosopher. 'This is the supreme delight of non-engendered leasure of ~nthought thoughts. ' u 'W . he wan i Iva crowne WIth th e wanmg moon. Sophia. . consciousness and bestows Absolute Personality. The Hyperborean Dropas of Tibet did so with Ja-lus.. breaking in the gates of the City of Eternal Life. helping you overcome the " "b whene Ike ego. against all the Gods and men. from the ancient sun fro t e Mormng Star. who made themselves immortal with a Che-kai body. immortality is conditional. beyond forgetfulness and . The places of those who will 'I~ spite of your immense pain and sadness.h rvme. Only one who is born a hero or a warrior has a place in our order. Overcome your feelings.' A memory w hiICh IS e e oved IS now the hidden beloved. It just isn't possible. 'Even if you abandon the struggle. The female Sophia gu~u of the soul. It must be gained through merciless combat at every hour of every day of your life. Only the Wild Hordes of Odin and Parsifal will achieve the Grail. if you wish to stop. who heroically puts her e~ermty at risk in order to give her lover immortalit and the possibility of resurrection. at the point you have now reached. flowing down from the head of S' d . 'In the Great War. the se arat permanent ecsta~y of the Tantric hero. a Virgin of the Sun of ia uanacu. exchanging his corpse for a sword. The Siddha magician calls it Siddha-rupa. don't stay in this city In ere she died. v Urna. She now lives in your unthought thoughts. against God. 'The places have almost been filled. It is useless to try and represent it in words. indecisive or cowardly man. the Virgin of the Grail. through its perseverance. Just as a non-generated fire exists behi~d ~I~It eb I~e. because he has de~ache~ himself from hIS physical conditionality. s?e IS Alloume.148 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Master speaks about whatfollows 149 doesn't exist. continue the Journey of i:mortalIty. their incorruptible body. g or en. made up of other elements. ts apogee IS the state of endless exaltatIOn that replaces all fleeting sensations of potency. metaphor or painting can reproduce. recreated. m deepest midnight. wisdom. It must be invented. The Jon magicians of Tierra del Fuego called it Huaiyuhuen. from flower to flower. permanent. the turns of the wheel t~~ gen~~at~ons of death. there is no room for the faint-hearted. expandg your consciousness. ~~ eternal. physical pleasure. A non-engendered ple Sure ad' a. ' ema e . like the Glorious Body of the Gnostics. creates the thing it contemplates. A criminal or an anarchist will be better conditioned than a bourgeois. 'Thus. Because will. The God of Desire i~arda'Ehas bbeen destroyed by the ray of light projected from th~ ir ye. endless pleasure als~ XIS s e Ill. from city to city. she who has died and buried herself 111 your bones and in your veins.

On this level. You are her child. the faces imprisoned in the planet's mountains and the non-natural islands and continents. the Ether. starting from a correct height. you transfigure the landscape of the extenor earth. without God. the force of gravity is overcome and the appearance and disappearance of the Discs of Light that "know the thoughts and feelings of men" is directed. but immortalised. what is above is below. cosrnic register.'.d ~ace. the Mohai of Easter Island. Material vibrations are the resonance of other more essential vibrations. the particle. energy. a voice which cannot be heard by any material ears. "What is within is WIthout. all the Gods. and so she never lost her magic virginity. When you wake up internal centres of superior consciousness. And so he could transform the Saham. the White Gods built Tiahuanacu. without a king. in which sounds are expressed by the direct vision of the substance of things.' But this IS not spoken of in the Kaliyuga. and controlled the course of the stars at will. The substance of Akdsa is the inaudible sound. a Hyperborean sorceress-yogini. HOW CAN I BRING HER BACK TO LIFE? 'She is waiting for you somewhere in the universe. The Discs of Light may come and rescue you before the great catastrophe. if you have c~lled. The earth WIll be left fallow for an eternity." it has been said. Buddha was a chastnya. the word is the living word.the Tao of ancient China. visible. with the cosmic language of the inaudible mantras. don't imagine that this IS only an allegory. And they are sufficient to make bread. "The sky has the shape of a he mantra for the Sahasrara chakra. a command-word for physical and nonphysical reality. how can I bring her back to life?' 'With the living word.e . which has shut itself off from ordinary man through dreams and fantasy. on them correctly. the Living Word. It is the magic voice of command. She is your woman. so it was said. singled out In an Akaslc. of the warrior caste. which. You must give birth to it shortly: at the end of your pregnancy WIth the son of mystic death.150 Nos: Book ojthe Resurrection The Master speaks about whatJollows 151 be imm~rtalised. Your Beloved can also be brought back to life WIth the same body. 'You may think: why this body. In the beginning was the Word. passes through hierarchies until it imposes itself on the very vibration that determines and coheres matter. hidden in the earth. a language that he knows and understands. the logos spermatikos. the voice itself of things. Akdsa. into Hamsa:2 him and her separated and united for ever. the word. is the substratum of this phenomenon and of every act of one's life. physical for~.l the Nirvanic "I am her. But he who has entered the "City of the Inaudible Word" reads in nature as if in a book written in a language full of meaning. the Macrocosm. as Paracelsus called It . It IS also by means of inaudible sound. in both directions and in various spaces.'It is related that Buddha also conquered the temptation of NIrvana thanks to a female guru. The road is synchronistic. And before she left. 'With this legendary Hyperborean knowledge. as in the interplay of an infinite number of mirrors. She conceived you spiritually. and c~n a~so ~atenalise the astral body. She never had children of the flesh. not even yourself? 'When I refer to the resurrection of your Beloved. But how many times do you believe you love someone and in reality you love no one. ~~stIned f?r you SInce the beginning of time. And in the end also. Orphic music. the atomic Gods. THE LORD OF THE NAMES ~ i 'The Living Word acts on the internal cosmic centres which produce the external. .mantra for Sunya. depend on meanmg . the adamantine Ray of Light. that the Vimanas rise into the air. The hand of the sower scatters many seeds but onl a ~ew bear fruit. to the smallest. passing to the other age. free. belonging to an immortal re~urrecte. from the largest. to the Land of ResurrectIOn. will be like a ray of light or a flash of lightning which. beyond any physical comparison or p~~~h~. she made you pregnant With eternity. a symbolic legend. ' man's body.' 'Master. the VOId. Stonehenge. this earthly form? Because it is the only one. in their turn. 'Only loving like a pure madman can you continue along the roa~.Agnppa s Eidelon - . this "lucky occurrence filled with meaning". at the top of the invisible head. cosmically speaking. The secret enchanted cities also exist." And the shape of the man is the reproduction of the shape of the' sky. The word of command given by the one who attains this supreme plane of synchronistic meaning. h.

don't reveal it to anyone but your comrade and your beloved. The secret has been penetrated. The elemental spirits. with such difficulty and singularity. The spoken word stands at the very bottom of the involuted scale. concentrating on achieving the correct intonation. Then its rep~tit~on must become a mere outline. "as hard as diamond": the Adamantine Body. If there is still a world for them in a post-technological age. It is a mantra. you wouldn't hear me. is also a lefthanded road. And yours. The creative vibration acts upon the internal and external centres of the universe. towards the point of origin. without power. which is travelling through the light. ithout the Word. Sow your words and ~our writings in the deep. always in . By discovering what it is. . Then it is inscribed in the genealogical tree of the family. and this name may also be symbolic. The name to which we refer corresponds to the supratemporal being and has nothing to do with the intimate. evokes phantom sounds and ghosts. Never speak or write in this way. echoes of real names. actualising the subtle phenomenon of un created light behind the audible mantra. with the rhythmic sounds of a magic language behmd which hide the essential letters of the little mothers. possess a sound. It is filled with the meaning of the root note. even in your dreams. The Gods must obey those who know their names. The initiate of our order is given his real name when he has successfully undergone the most difficult tests. you will be the Lord of the Names. Thus: the sign i~ also the word expressed through its creative . In this way. as the Hindu greeting says: Namaste. They are the names of the God and Goddess to whom they will give a face. it isn't arbitrary. "Of the God within you". chromr. 'If! were to call you by your real name now. being the faint echo of the inaudible Word. of incorruptible Red Matter. a key note. genetic code has been deciphered. Master of the Sceptre of the Adamantine Voice. w~ites and writes. somatic. inscribed m the scroll of light of Akcisa. leading backwards. you Will be 111 a position to clothe her in the red mantle of resurrection and with the diamond of immortality. too. the Gods and the demons will be your servants. 'The signs of our order are the seal which is placed upon the word the mantra and the immortal flesh With which It IS covered. entering as if through an openmg. 'He who only speaks audibly. family name. one acquires the power to decompose and recreate it. 'When you possess this power. more than what you have been able to say. too.' . are gone. how can I bring her back to life? 'With the mantra that acts on the seed of the phenomenon. Our order has a special rite for this. m the meantime. If. one comes back to life with a body of Vajra. Because It Will be what you don t say. from the Gods to mankind. In current parlance: the individual. without magic. with its sign and its mantra. only with the hand "of the dead who bury their dead". It is also a mantra of voluntary death and resurrection. in the immortal circle of the Hyperborean initiation. although sometimes a delicate synchronicity is produced within a turn of the wheel. I have called you by it a number of times and you didn't hear me. 'The Living Word has various dimensions in relation to pow-. First must come the hypnotic repetition of the mantra. If anything is to remain after you. I will always come. a mysterious lucky occurrence filled with meaning. He who knows sorneone's real name gains control over that person's life and death. of the Hyperborean. "I greet the God within you. I will give you mine so that you can call me when I have left." 'The essential name cannot be chosen. When you know your real name. and the will to power. 'You must discover your Beloved's real name if you are to bring her back to life. an eternal designation. awaiting its actualisation. an essential name. on the Tree of Life.152 Nos: Book of the Resurrection \ The Master speaks about what follows 153 disintegrating and reintegrating it at will. Orphic Cabbala. 'Master.cipher. because the primordial power has been lost. THE SEAL OF THE WORD 'The road of the mantra. speaks. close to the ether of Akcisa and have discovered her real name. you have managed to catch up with the actual form of your dead lover. which will one day inspire the souls of the young heroes who will come after you and Will also fight the difficult battle. All beings. But you must sing in code. And finally it must occur only m the mind: becoming a purely spiritual act. He speaks and. But you must only use it if you find yourself in mortal danger.. It is inscribed in the Book of the Stars. only With the ~rynx. with his larynx. infinite powers of the Pllgn~s of Longl~g. and never reveal anything.

Ether's favourites. a long way off. you nourish all things with your nectar. And its explosion of Green Light. trying to meet in that zone of the unspoken word. in the register of Father Ether. And I long to climb to the peak Of the Alps And there implore the eagle who is Speeding by To carry me. would reproduce them eternally by means of its vibration alone. that beings love you And fight and incessantly Struggle towards you Injoyous growth. you descend towards me . by common accord. they. You are governed by it. The fortunate birds. o Father o Father. Pouring sacred breath. The hooves of the deer. But. It is the creation of the world by the gesture: the word concentrated in a formula. the imprisoned seed Breaks its coat. And like a zephyr it roams Scarcely visible in the thickets. And the inaudible word would once again be evoked. in the waves of its music. In which part of the universe will you regain your Beloved? Where? You alone can find it. also. 'You have travelled from a long way down. the existence of the sign which represented them. Live and play happily in the eternal Porch of the Father.154 Nos: Book of the Resurrection I The Master speaks about whatfollows Seek you with its eyes? To meet you. Divine beverage. from the deepest depths. Towards the darkening distance. You will find it by travelling towards the past. Oh! Who can guide The wandering ship towards those golden shores! I direct my longing upwards. It is for this. He stretched out his hands and touched my ring: 'The seal on your ring is the seal of resurrection. Whispering. to this cemetery of doves where your beloved lies. A smiling Homeland seems to call me From above. from flower to flower. Skim over the grass. we mentally recited Holderlin's Elegy: 'No God.' FA THER ETHER There followed a silence in which we looked at each other. From this prison To the grandiose Porch of Ether. In this way. And the steps of the Noble animals of the earth turn into flight. into my nascent breast. And my heart stricken with longing Miraculously yearns to fly with them. Divine Ether! Does not the plant Ether! Through all the regions Of the earth The longing to live in your gardens drives us. as if in jest. if the world and mankind were to be destroyed. You lifted me tenderly. ' Then. like those birds which meet in the middle of the ocean having flown from opposite continents. In the Sea of Death. no man Raised me. stored in the memory of the light. from the garden of your childhood. as in the past The arms of Zeus did the fortunate youth. 155 vibration. Where your blue waves girdle strange shores. Even before my mother took me in her arms And her breasts nourished me.

Father Ether! And you yourself calm My racing heart. precedes the explosion of new. she will be yours for ever. and you will find yourself sitting once more at the window in the evening light of that city in which she died. 'In the cosmos. Entire galaxies become "hypnotised" by this invisible. the Golden Age will first ret~rn 111 your soul. beyond the "top of. has left a secret entrance for the "apparent coincidences". which was introduced into the world as an alien element. will never again waste or exhaust her. Will the same thing also happen to the mystic death of the "ego" and to the darkness which. Because l~ you ~ake the great leap into the void. I again live Close to the flowers of the earth. You will see her coming towards you from the future which you have overtaken.156 Nos: Book oJthe Resurrection From the flowery top of the fruit tree. that those things which do not exist occur. because you will have entered immobility. And her return to light and time. to meet your dead lover in the Ocean of Light. beyond all the categories which are understandable to the darkest age. moving ever more slowly. ' 'Once this point has been reached.. Light has no power to escape from this place. There it will stay for some while until it also disappears. And happy.. pass through here 'Y ou will go back to live close to the flowers of your country . And you will have to stop and walt for her. as of old. governed by diametrically opposed laws an anti-matter. you will fall once more into the garden of your chlldh?od. ' THE RETURN TO THE BEGINNING OF LIFE The Master speaks about\what follows 157 speed.incidences and produce the acausal phenomena filled with meamng. or a trap. The impulse which led to the breaking of the Egg of HIM-HER and HER-HIM. a counter-initiation. uncreated light? Will it be the Black Sun which extinguishes the Golden Sun to give entry to the Ray of Green Light? Will the Vimanas. that speed greater than light. They might also represent what has been called the demon. 'When you mount the White Horse of Kalki.ces itself as a screen. sightless eye that makes its presence felt through the events it creates and by which it is surrounded. You will go back to the place m which you have never ceased to be. of the recurrence of the turns of the wheel. any localised movement rocks the universe. because it is beyond the comprehension of animal-men. " THE ASTRAL TUNNEL 'It would seem that the energy. And in this way you will discover that "she has never been dead and has never been alive". and time. However.. And it will be you who will decide her resurrection. This mystery is unknown to the age of Kahyuga. or a mask. 'Our martial order encounters the same dangers and assistance in the cosmos as here on earth. there are huge invisible "black holes" which may be the gateways to other universes that are totally different to the one in which we live. with the self-same body. 'Something has fallen in on itself. without anyone ever being able to discover what happened to it or to its real body. it reaches the "horizon of events". the anti-gravitational Discs of Light. it will be absorbed. Because none of it can be achieved unless you love like a pure madman. Kahyuga must be defeated inside you. If you are able to get her back. "it will seem as ifit is not the same. The eternal recurrence of the light has come to an end. They might represent the way out of the circle of circles. where they create the roots o~ new co. Then you will fill her with meaning.. 'All this is A-Mor. Because it is in A-Mor and in the atom in the atomic Gods. And although everythmg may be the same as before. the nothingness. turning into a "black hole" which alters everything and slowly sucks in and devours whatever approaches it and even what is far away from it. on the death of the body. moving faster than the speed of light. or without any laws at all. which you will have regained. A chance-destiny.. its image will remain floating outside for a long time and may therefore be mistaken for the real body until. the will to power. it will seem as if it is not the same . And anything you do or fail to do will have repercussions throughout the whole of creation. of the eternal return of the same thing. That is to say. an anti-energy.. where the language made up of audlb~e words pla. If a body approaches it. between the mind and reality.the fruit tre~ . consuming its own light. travelling at such a . it will be the "selective resonances" which will carry you like they carry the birds. which is the speed oflight. It disappears.

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towards other parallel or diagonal universes? Perhaps the light, when it has gone through this astral tunnel, reappears afterwards in another universe, changed, transfigured. Is this light of our world the shadow of another, more real light? Must one let oneself go, sucked in by a "black hole", in order to reach a state which is possible although it has never before been imagined even by the greatest dreamers of longing? 'Our order of warriors aspires to pass from this visible light of the Golden Sun, which is the shadow of the light of the Black Sun, to that indescribable state, that non-existence of the Ray of Green Light, where our exalted guides dwell. And from there to return hand in hand with our beloved. 'But there is a time for everything on the Second Earth and also in the plans of death. You will have to hurry to stop your Beloved being lured to the horizon of events and swallowed up by a "black hole" in which you will never find her again. Because she will have fallen into it without you.

image and that of your beloved, fulfilling the ultimate mystery, as children and envoys of the terrestrial light to the universes which lie beyond. 'The magic officiant of resurrection, the carrier of Vajra, the mysterious initiator of the process on this side of things, is LuciBel, the Morning Star, the star of your initiation and your homeland. Its light in this world is a premonition of the Ray of Green Light. 'Listen to me carefully. Only within this cosmic poetry is there hope. Because only poets, who have searched in their hearts, have been able to find the bond which connects what is and what is not. And perhaps they know things that the Gods, in the highest of all heavens, don't know.'

THE CA THAR STARS 'Who are these white stars, these supernovas, the remains of stars which, after committing suicide in the Endura like a Cathar Paifait, have left their hearts beating in the firmament as signs to tell us that the great secret has been penetrated? Perhaps they might be able to help us, perhaps we might come to understand them, because they are our friends. When they disappear, they leave in their place some tiny messengers which are also white and which go on beating, pulsating, moving their other lights, as an aid to the pilgrim, like torches which "light his way with their dreams". Because they were also warrior-monks, troubadours, Minnesiinger of cosmic space, who loved beyond life and death with eternal A-Mor. They know the secret of how to achieve immortality through endurance and adamantine concentration and could give us the formula which would enable us to cross the horizon of the event without disintegrating and pass through the "black holes" as if they were an astral tunnel, without losing our terrestrial light, becoming the envoys of this world and this light to the other light. Because resurrection and immortality must be achieved in our universe of visible light. Only with the incorruptible body of the White Gods will you be able to go beyond the Black Sun without losing your

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THE DOG

I accompanied the Master to the end. No one else was with him at the moment of his departure. We were alone till the very end. And I have never seen him again. It was as if he had disappeared into the invisible world of the Black Sun. But I know that he will come if I ask him for help in the battle, if I call him by his real name. He will also be with me till the end. I travelled extensively all over the world. It was my pilgrimage in the exterior world, in a 'synchronistic' way, I suppose. And I have written about.this search, 'singing in code', as he advised. I will not repeat it. I went to both poles, I lived in India for many years, I climbed to the top of Montsegur, I searched for the oases of ice in the Antarctic, the entrance to the Hollow Earth and the Cities of Agharti and Shambhalla in the Himalayas, and the City of the Caesars, the Giants and the White Gods in the Andes of my childhood. And one day I found myself once again in my city of Santiago de la Nueva Extremadura. And 1 walked along the same streets, stopping in front of the window through which she had once looked at me, beside a garden in which her gravestone could still be seen. (,The grave watered by tears. 0 you, fields of wheat!') The dog had remained on this spot, without eating or sleeping, for all these years. It howled and howled. And it was its howling that made me come back. I caught hold of its lead and took it with me. As we walked away through the streets, towards the foothills of the Andes, I sang a song taught to me by my father, who had died long ago:

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Another day, I was visited by the tiny blue bird, which used to sing at my Beloved's window in the mornings of long ago. And it began to trill in a way which brought joy to my heart again. I greeted it saying: 'Tiny bird Singing at my window, Thank you, my tiny bird, For the beautiful morning. ' The blue bird stretched out its wings and opened its feathers, as if it were a peacock of the gardens of Vrindavan, where Krishna danced with Radha. The blue sapphire, the lapis lazuli, the amber of Hyperborea, the amaranth, the wild blackthorn the cinnabar the gold which can be drunk, all came together, we~e transfigured and began to dance before my eyes. Or, rather, before my Third Eye, my Vril, my Urna. Because the Bird of Paradise, Allkamari,l had come to dance at my window for days and nights, to comfort me, making me partake of its pleasure which has no beginning and no end. Its ecstatic orgasm. And before it was swallowed up by the night, crossing the Black Sun, the Bird of Paradise looked at the sky, far above the peaks of the Andes, and exclaimed: 'The Father and I are one!' 'OM!' I replied.f THE TRIAD I know that it is very possible that I have been talking to myself all the time, from the beginning of this story, that the Master, my Beloved and I are only one person, that my 'ego' is playing these tricks on me and has been putting my own thoughts, dreams and 'mental creations' into their mouths. In one word, my poetry. What can I do in this case? How can I get out of this 'ego', escape from its game, its dance of mirrors? How immense is the solitude of the Trialogue!

I built the house exactly as I had seen it in our waking dreams. I spent most of my time in the tower, reaching it by means of the s~cret passageway beside the fire. From that height, I had a dazzling VIew of the eternally snow-covered peaks, especially at dawn and at dusk, when they were dyed with the colours oflonging, covered in a sea of red or purple and a mantle of liquid emerald. At daybreak, when the Morning Star appeared, I would meditate, seated in my chair of Toromiro wood. I always held the sword called 'Blood Memory' and wore a golden cape from the City of Udaipur. In this way, I was the Guardian of the Dawn, the Pilgrim of the Dawn. Every evening, I would meditate again. And there were times when I spent the whole day in this state, stretching a golden string between dawn and dusk so that time flew by. And my midday became my midnight. And thus I was also the Guardian of the Dew, of the Waters of the Moon. One evening, the poet Holderlin visited me in my tower. He stood there outlined against the evening light, which 'washed away the colour of the mountains drop by drop', 1 and recited his Elegy to Father Ether to me. We took leave of each other saying 'HAMf,2 and with our hands extended and our fingers together. I also said 'HeW' because he was a Minnesdnger, a troubadour-bird, a son of Woevre-Saelde, our beloved Isolde. I saw him go off in the direction of the Pole and of the Star of Lucifer, riding on a White Elephant. 3 By the Chilean poet Omar Caceres. Mantra for the Vishuda chakra. 3 The symbolic animal of the Vishuda chakra. The Black Elephant of the Muladhara chakra becomes white in the Vishuda, in the 'Metamorphosis of the Elephant'.
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0 Earth. Then I felt a dry shock. fallen light renew. the Master who could converse with the animals and flowers. I have fallen in love with her. I had invited my Master. fire.j I introduced them to one another and told them that the indissoluble bond which joined them together was to be found in my heart. Hear the voice of the Bard. I exclaimed: 'Let us look each other in the face. in which there had grown the certainty that they were all Hyperboreans. The watery shore Is given thee till the break of day. We are Hyperboreans. at the top of the head. The liquor was Soma. Turn away no more. Calling the lapsed soul And weeping in the evening dew That might control The starry Pole And fallen. I filled the Grail with this liquor and drank it to the dregs. Raising my cup. but only superficially. 1 SAHAM is the mantra for the Sahasrara chakra. called that of the 'Five M'. I decided to give a dinner in my tower. I prepared the meal myself. of the 'thousand petals'. 2 A tantric ceremony. at the beginning of the Age of Aquarius. And it is quite possible that they would have held opposing views. which continues above the ether and is indescribable. among the lotuses. THE LAST SUPPER The end of another year arrived. who is my mother and my sister. who I am. the Daughter. . Why wilt thou turn away? The starry floor. and I have made her my wife so that the Father becomes my son and She becomes my eternal A-Mor. And I found myself sitting there alone. There the lovers become one: ELiELLA. in the silence and solitude of the white peaks of my Trialogue. spinning and suffering. who presided over the table with me. And the morn Rises from the slumberous mass. fish.' They were the words of the Wounded King. or magic supper. It will lead you in at Heaven's gate Built in the City's wall. They hadn't coincided with one another. air. Anna Perene. '5AHAM! I am THEM!. dancing and rejoicing. and Her. In this way the three of us are spinning in a gigantic or a tiny spiral. the Wounded King. the Master of the Sphinx. Amrita. and their Son. discovering that I had always been so. past. return! Arise from out the dewy grass! Night is worn. As is prescribed in such cases.164 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Solitude afthe Tria/ague 165 My Trinity is made up of the Father. who is his wife. earth. and future. It consisted of the five elements: cereal. meat. in light and shadow. wine.' And so the dinner continued until midnight. To my Round Table. 2 And Her. And. surreptitiously. the Wounded Warrior. Who present. water. inviting all my phantoms. moving towards a place which is perhaps coloured green and which is so far away that I can see nothing of it at all. as mistress of the house. All this seems to be happening in a non-existent space. o Earth. Then I recited Blake: 'I give you the end of a Golden StringOnly wind it into a ball. And I give birth to a fiery lily. the ether. Some of the guests hadn't known each other while they were alive in the turnings of the wheel. And thus we come. all three. seesWhose ears have heard The Holy Word That walked among the ancient trees. as if I had 'fallen from my soul into my skin'.

and walked slowly towards the highest of the hills. coming to a stop close beside us. 'Stop!' I shouted at it. stretched out his arms. looked at the sky which was still dark and in which the Morning Star shone triumphantly. that there never had been that they had all left. wagging its tail.166 Nos: Book of the Resurrection that there was no one round my table. The dog rushed howling down the rocky slope in search of the man's body. without touching the jalap and cinnamon trees. at the bottom. 'I'll explain everything.' The Morning Star detached itself from the sky and began to descend towards us. Today you will be with me at Her right hand. When he reached the top of the hill. And this time I asked the question. crushed and broken. or the grass of the Andean plateaux. I ran out and managed to catch the dog. and leapt over the precipice as if he wanted to fly. THE LEAP INTO THE VOID The man left the house very early. But he who entered the Disc of Light which would carry him to meet the image of his eternal love. ' And that midnight was my midday. Nos! . at daybreak. the man stopped. The dog followed a little way behind him. was the man who had leapt into the Void and had come back to life with square pupils. which it believed must be lying.

(Virgil: Eclogues) . Thou. The Child who was born this day. Favour. He alone will cast iron out of the world And populate both Poles with A most precious lineage of gold. And the reign of Saturn and Rhea returns. since thy Apollo now reigns. The centuries of the Golden Age return. Again the heavens send us long years And new people born of them. THE RETURN OF THE GOLDEN AGE The final age of Cumac And the virgin damsel has now arrived.THE END OF KALIYUGA. chaste Moon. full of joy.

a magic love which came from the original homeland and was taught in Hyperborea by the priestesses of A-Mor. both the grammar and the orthography frequently vary in the Western texts which reproduce them. and may well be derived from the language of Atlantis and Hyperborea. having been transmitted orally from generation to generation by the Brahmins. /Esir The divine Hyperborean ancestors. It was the initiatory doctrine of the troubadours. even sacrilegious. Ahu The pedestal of the Mohai. the Sanskrit language possessed no written form. such as Allouine. because it has been flowing through my blood since before I was born. fragments of the cosmic. It means Without-Death. Ahoma Magico-sacred drink of the Aryans of ancient Persia. it serves for my entire literary output. however. Agharta Name given in India to the subterranean city of the immortal guides.which are also. And. as it is really the Breviary of a Warrior-Troubadour. immortality. Agharti Name given to this city in Tibet. For this reason. containing some Sanskrit terms and others used in the Initiation of A-Mor. Sanskrit is a sacred language. The Vedas were collected and written down very belatedly. whose sacred. the Hiranyagarbha-Cabda. with a liturgical rhythm. It was a kind of tantrism. resurrection. The name might have some connection with the supporters of the Pillar of the Sky. therefore. As is trying to transcribe it phonetically. For centuries. eternal life. task. This Dictionary accompanies me everywhere I go. from which comes Ask-Embla.DICTIONARY OF INITIA'TION OF A-MOR Trying to translate Sanskrit terms into other languages is a thankless. where tantric. . although it is of necessity incomplete. even bearing in mind that the pronunciation is. Asa means support. legendary symbols are the runes . only approximate. gives only their approximate meaning. magi co-symbolic love is supposedly taught. inaudible language of the Orphic Cabbala. a Minnesdnoer. the Minnesdnger and the Fedele d'Amore. A-Mor Amor is made up of a = without and mor = death. The following Dictionary. on the whole.

It comes after Nigredo. Allkamari The sacred bird of the Incas. where they established the cult of Apollo. But this has doubtless changed. the warrior-troubadour. because only the North Pole points directly towards the Pole Star at present (the South Pole leans towards the northern edge of the sky. Because of this. all express the same thing on a more sublime and spiritual plane. through which they could become the same as the Gods of antiquity. but the pillar remains motionless. Like the Dropas and the White Gods of America. numinous experience. the eldest. alchemy and tantrisrn. the Archetype of everything feminine experienced historically (and not historically) by a man. the first divine inhabitants of Hyperborea.tEsir from which Odin emigrated with his divine companions. Amasia Uxor The lover. Ardhanasisvara The Androgynous Siva. an offshoot of the Vikings or a descendant of the Hyperborean White Gods. It is believed that the secret language of the Incas or Ingas was Sanskrit or a derivation ofIndo-German. Ashram Centre of initiation. It revolves hke a Swastika. (Where does he come from? Does he come from the stars? Does he fall in love with a daughter of the earth?) They father five pairs of twins. The A-Mor of the troubadours. They are said to have been buried there. reaching as far as Egypt. Arjuna hesitates when he sees his relatives among the opposing forces and doesn't want to fight. above caste and colour. This test corresponds to the symbolic Maithuna of Tantrism. a raven. with one's own soul. in the Caucasus. its opposite. the White Gods. in its process of transformation and transmutation. like Soma. supports the pillar of the sky. which is supposedly masculine and which concentrates in itself everything (historical and not historical) it experiences in relation to a man. i. Archetype has another meaning.' Aryanabaiji Primordial homeland of the Aryans. Plato asserts that the first inhabitants of Atlantis were a man issued forth out of the earth. Cleito. The Hyperboreans were said to be this. Astra Flying vehicle of the Indo-Aryans. It comes from the word for white. Archetype For Plato it was the Idea. (Issued forth out of the interior. because the axis of the earth shifted after the catastrophe and the poles changed places. Edda. to Delos. man is the shadow of the Idea of man. Its exact location is not known. saying: 'Acquit yourself of your duty. Akdsa Substance. universal astral light. Atlas.172 Nos: Book oj the Resurrection Dictionary oj Initiation oj A-Mor 173 Aino Race of white giants who occupied China and Japan before their present inhabitants. the beloved. like the Amrita of the Hindus. he spoke about a psychoid existence of the Archetypes. Jung found himself forced to 'psychologise' transcendental. His chariot is driven by the blue god. you will not kill anybody. It is a covering for the instincts. Asgard The mythical city of the . The Romans drank it. Hyperborea. they are Hyperboreans who moved south after the destruction of the polar continent. who is always at the side of the initiate. which he subsequently exchanged for the tndent when he had . It IS referred to 111 the . acting as if it had an existence independent of the human psyche. Ativarna Without caste. It comes from the God Atlas who supported the Pillars of the Sky. Anima Expression used by Jung to denote the soul of a man (his ethereal double?). But he didn't dare to touch on the mystery of the Grail. Hindu monastery. possessmg or combatmg men. the farthest north. Krishna. The pillar. Asag The ultimate test in the initiatory esotericism of the troubadours. son of the Aryan race. which is supposedly feminine. Arge and Opis Hyperborean priestesses who came to Greece. Hollow Earth?) They have a daughter. Its origin is unknown. projected here. It has been mistakenly equated with the orichalcum of Atlantis. as in Wotan. was to be found in the polar north. their clothing. It appears in the North Sea and the Baltic after the fall of one of the moons or the passage of the comet Phaeton. The Inca was a white man. but Knshna orders him to. as an axis. Evenor. and his wife. ether. In this way. The name has nothing to do with the Atlantic. or of Asgard accordmg to the Edda is said to derive from this. metaphysical mysteries in order to make them comprehensible to the age ofKaliyuga. for those whom you put to death this day are already dead in me. Amber Resin from conifers of the tertiary period. . the magic bride of the Cathar tantrism of the Occitanian troubadours. Animus Used by Jung to denote the soul of a woman. with the Archetype of the Opposite within oneself. Ancachuinca Initiated Eagle (Manu-Tara) in Sanskrit-Quichua. Amrita Hindu magic drink. Ambrosia Magic liquor. Akdsic memory Astral repository of the images of the creation. which he never defined clearly.tEslr. Anna Perene Sacred liquor. but It IS possibly in the region of Mount Elbrus. Arjuna Warrior in the epic poem of the Mahabharata. Atlantis Name which Plato gave to a continent or an island which was submerged long after the great flood. only partially reflected in the material world of shadows. but it is also autonomous. Albania Alchemical name for America. The name of the . in a Collective Unconscious which Jung also failed to define clearly. Leucippe. Apollo protects the law and the oath of fidelity. Poseidon is the God of the axe. The Greeks drank it. or tree. There existed Roads of Amber or Routes of Amber which led from Hyperborea and crossed the Alps.e. at the end of his life. the first ten kings of Atlantis semi-divine heroes.) The sky revolves around the pillar which fitted into the Pole Star above It. It consists of sleeping naked with the Beloved Without touchmg her. which conserves all the cosmic images of the visible light. Albedo Name found in the alchemical Opus. Poseidon falls in love with her. The word Albania is said to derive from it. love becomes a deep. on occasion separated by a sword. Thus. For Jung.

It represents the Air. Its solar castle-temple was Montsegur. Here the roads meet. C'akra is also a circle. Brahma The uncreated God of the Hindu Trilogy. people came to believe that the Pillars of Hercules were to be found at the entrance to the Mediterranean. it is the fruit of return. the Androgynous. Its mantra is OM. fulfilment. ruled by Buddh). the Island of the Apples. Sahasrara chakra At the summit of the invisible skull. City oj the Caesars Mythical city in the Andes. Poseidon comes from Posis. astral fire. He passes over the task of supporting the PIllar of the Sky to Heracles-Herculcs. He is thus the betrothed in the Magic Wedding. Chakra (chacra) Grange in Quichua. a Flying Disc of orichalcum?). of a thousand petals. situated at the limit of the individual and supraindividual. CalaJate In the legend of the extreme south of the world. Shillen is to unsheathe (the sword) and has its origin in Hyperborean Sanskrit. Balder or Baldur The hero God of the Edda. Bija Seminal syllable. Whoever eats it will always return there. Its mantra is VAM. Shambhalla. Che-kai Immortal double of the Chinese. Odin or Wotan whispered some mysterious words in his ear . the astral First Earth. Brahmin One who belongs to the priestly caste in Hinduism. Its animal is the Elephant. a wheel (a turn of the wheel) in Sanskrit. of what remains. in the years indicated by Plato. Apollo often travelled to Hyperborea and returned rejuvenated. and also the Dove. Mutadhara chakra The basic chakra at the root of the psychic column. a prefigurative Archetype of the solar Kristos. Agharti. in Greek. the 'Master of a Chakra'. He stretches a golden string around the mountain and the Palace of the Magic Wedding . root syllable. It is awakened only through tantric practices. who asserts that they guarded the Grail in their castle of Montsegur. They were said to be the forerunners of the Occitanian troubadours. semi-divine Hyperborean hero-kings. Its animal is the Whale. . I am HER. Its animal is the White Elephant. Here the wedding between HIM and HER takes place. crewed by dead men. In Old German. It also symbolises totality. It represents Fire. Apollo-Lucifer. the Grail. Chil To bare. Its animal is the Deer. Bahkti Devotional yoga. he who upholds the Golden Law and the pillars of beauty and celestial light. Hieros-Camos. Vishuda chakra In the throat. shortly before the Templars. so to speak. Ajna chakra Between the eyebrows. Chakravarti One who has awakened all the chakras. Cai-Cai The Serpent of the Waters in the mythology of Chiloe. Druids converted to Manichaeism. Cathars Dualist sect which is not very well known. according to Otto Rahn. solar and polar virility. The Cathars were destroyed by papal Rome in the thirteenth century. To unsheathe the Sword of the Mystic Homeland. When Atlantis-Hyperborea disappeared. who is liberated through tantric yoga and its practices. Cita Mind. the first person. Anahata chakra In the heart. Interior Earth. in the Twilight of the Gods. by means of yoga and through awakening Kundalini. Avris or Abaris A mysterious Hyperborean who also came to Greece. Chastriya One who belongs to the warrior. the City of the Caesars. the self. He was said to be the lover of Allouine. Hence the name Chile or Chille. Hyperborean. of a legendary sinking. according to Buddhism. Its animal is the White Elephant. resuscitated in NOS. in Punta Arenas.Candharba. Its animal is the Lamb. Chakras Wheels or centres of energy and astral psychic consciousness. Sivaistic. who chooses not to enter Nirvana but to remain in human form in order to help others liberate themselves. The The place of refuge of the Immortals.174 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Dictionary of Initiation of A-Mor 175 to set sail after the flood. which sleeps at the base of the psychic. Bardo Thodol Tibetan Book of the Dead. princely caste of Hinduism. represented by Water. These 'centres' exist potentially and they must be developed. in the shape of a long sword. Its mantra is YAM. Its mantra is RAM. a circular plot ofland. etc. It also sails underwater. The Greek Gods are really the legendary. was said to have been preserved there. The knowledge of eternal life and the resurrection. when they fuse to become HIM-HER. And Chakravarti is the Lord of the Chakras. As he lay dying. in Quiche-Maya. in search of the submarine passages which lead to the oases of the Antarctic and the Hollow. Ardhanasisvara. where the Hyperborean White Gods were said to have taken refuge. It was the Insula Pomorum. Its mantra is LAM. made of pure ether. Manipura chakra In the solar plexus. It is represented by the Earth. Svadhisthana chakra Psychic centre at the base of the genitals. The tree with the golden apples grew there. He reveals this theory in his book The Court oj Lucijer. individuated in the absolute personality. from whence he returned to the polar continent astride a flying arrow (an astra. made 'conscious'. Cuddhaouddhisvabhaya Conform with the principle of pure will. Possibly the legend of Eros and his arrow of love originated here. City. the married one. It represents the Ether. astral spinal column.words which were certainly the question and answer contained in the Grail. The mantra is SAHAM. Bodhisattva Liberated being. Its mantra is HAM. The surviving Hyperboreans who had moved southwards were also to give the name of Atlas to the mountains of Africa. Avalon Name which is given to the capital of Hyperborea in the Celtic Irish legend. the serpentine. the Creator. Caleuche The ghost ship of the South Pole. Bundy Semen. It represents the Ether.

. Hyperborean beings. at the end Parsifal set sail with the Grail in a Templar ship 111 the direction of America-Albania. Around its trunk coils the Serpent of Eternal Life (Vitis. or Lake of Eder. Otto Rahn. the female guru. as in the legend of the King of the Gnomes. However. it became a cup. They are the 'slaves of Atlantis' who rebelled. that is to say.Vita. the Irminsul. Laurin. from which came the divine ancestors and knowledge. . The legend relates that. which coincides with what Plato tells us about Atlantis. Fedele d'Amore Sect of poets initiated in the doctrine of A-Mor. And a Rose Garden. EVidence IS glVen here as to how the Book of Genesis has been expurgated and falsified. where the ten first kings had engraved the law of the semi-divine race on . More likely a remnant ofMu. in the Interior Earth. when the initiate 'sighs' with love for his Beloved. the one from which Christ was said to have drunk at the Last Supper. Elelin Another name for the city. Embla). The authentic Rosicrucians . in the Castle of Montsegur. and the village of Harb(i)shausen. There was also a Giants' Castle and a Temple of the Virgins. divine. . the man-god. How the Templars came to be connected with the Hyperborean legend can be seen in the fact that there was always a 'Grove of Thorns' near their 'gendarmeries' and temples. Paracelsus called it the astral body. in the southern Tyrol. in the north of Italy. Female Guru The interior. a part of Afnca. in which the initiate exchanges hearts with the Beloved and thus becomes a 'bound man' for all eternity. Allouine. or Grail disappears from the surface of the earth with the destruction of the Ternplars. whose name comes from the JEsir as do Kassel and Basel (Base-l). Garuda Winged vehicle (bird) of the god Vishnu. the Antarctic. It was in Atlantis-Hyperborea. Australia and a part of India. in the Orphic Myth of the Creation of the World. Sometimes people committed suicide during the ceremony of Endura. spiritual female guide. He searched for It in the caves of Sabarthe. asserts that the Cathars guarded the Luciferan stone of the Grall. that is to say Arctic. The Valkyrie of the Germanic legend. The mystery of the Gral. contact so as. which follows the new baptism. an oak felled by the Monk Boniface in the sixth century of the present era. The tree IS the Pillar of the Sky. hands It to us With the Grail. near Bolzano. Whosoever eats them. Gondwana Continent which has also disappeared and was believed to have comprised South America. Eidelon The astral body. which are the apples of eternal life and of the resurrection. That of Siva IS the bullock Nandi. from whence he never returned. Grail The legend of the Grail reappears forcibly Christianised m the Middle Ages. when the myth was Christianised.176 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Dictionary of Initiation of A-Mor 177 Divya Divine man. the Morning Star. Divya-Deha Immortal body of the Divya. The forced Christianisation was discovered when it became known from reading Plato that the ten kings of Atlantis drank the blood of the sacrifice from cups of gold (and of orichalcum) at the magic ceremony in which they swore always to respect the law of the race of the divine beings from whom they were descended. Heracles-Hercules went in search of the golden apples. Gral German spelling for Grail. taken from the German poet-troubadour Wolfram von Eschenbach. It stood in the Sacred Grove of the Norsemen which covered some thirty kilometres. in the City of the Caesars of the Andes. The star of Lucifer-Apollo-Irmm-Atlas-Poseldon. transformmg the apple into the 'fruit of sin'. or enters mto contact with them. to be able to resurrect. the German writer. Dante belonged to this sect. and with which we must enter mto. Drut One of the final stages in the initiation of the troubadours. Edda Writings which relate to the oldest Norse legends and refer to the destruction of Hyperborea as the 'Twilight of the Gods'. Endura Cathar ceremony. By which the exact geographical POSition of the lost continent of the first Solar Age IS pmpomted: Hyperborea. The Sacred Grove was encircled by a hedge of thorns and in its centre lay the Sleeping Beauty (Kundalini). Garden of the Hesperides The Garden of the Golden Apples. against whom the JEsir and the hero-gods of the Edda fought. secret marriage. polar origin. In the Middle Ages. in the Languedoc. in order to escape from the Second Earth of Kaliyuga.. Elementarwesen Elemental beings. according to Agrippa. who descnbes this mystenous object as a precious stone which fell from the crown of LUCIferdunng his stellar battle. Erika Paios The Cosmo gonic Eros. the divine man.who have today disappeared in Prester John's Orient. The apple symbolises the star of our ongms. or else the one in which Joseph of Anmathea received the blood of Christ as it spurted from his Side as he hung on the cross.. and its crown IS the firmament studded With Golden Apples. near the small town of Asel. along With the ancient undeciphered wisdom. seat of the Grail. . It is interesting to point out that Arthur IS Arthos. They are also the Grail. Drakkar Viking ship. stars. born in 1170. discovers eternal life. Drop a Race of white giants who inhabited Tibet before its occupation by the Mongol race. The Templars disseminated It. Venus. which Homer told us about. the Consolamentum. Bear. It IS centred on the legend of the court of King Arthur (who IS the Kmg of the Grall and IS also called Amfortas). like the noble Templar guides . Donar The Tree of Life.also took the polar symbol of the thorns and the rose once again. Embla Vi tis. the double. Gandharba The magic. eternal youth. animal-men. The legend of the Gral has a mystenous. on the other side of which w~ nowadays find the Edersee. The female magician. The equivalent of the Valkyrie in German mythology. . Fenhedor Stage which follows the 'glance' in the initiation of the troubadours. and on which is to be found engraved the law of the first.

primordial catastrophe which was even more horrifying. They brought with them Atlas. HER-HIM Another primordial Cosmic Egg. but between HIM-HER and HER-HIM. . the Goddess Foseta.Dictionary oj Initiation oj A-Mor 178 Nos: Book oJthe Resurrection 179 a sacred stone. who did not emerge from the Egg of Him. It was always holy ground. But it was only a century after that the holy Island was Christianised. as patroness of the island. who have arrived from some common cosmic point.son of Baldur or Balder. the Hieros-Gamos. Because the most extraordinary part of all this is that Ursula comes from Ursus. the original North Pole. bring back health (salvation = Heil. Spanuth maintains that the island of Helgoland or Heligoland. which Ercilla invented for the wife of the 'Araucanian' Caupolican. Boniface. a certain Saint Ursula mysteriously appeared. out of sympathy with HIMHER. Ercilla sang to us 'in code'. not in the primordial Androgynous. a man from Venus. the Little Bear. Heil Greeting of the German troubadours and warriors. as it continued to be called in Latin. The God of the Friesians was Fosite . make him divine again. This is the ultimate mystery. or rather of Hyperborea. It means Salve. he was a Hyperborean. Arthur). Fositelandia. Ercilla was a Visigoth with blue eyes and fair hair. The most ancient name for Helgoland was Fostlandia. He IS searchmg for hIS Her. Phoesia. Thus the Norsemen (and also the Merovingians. into which penetrated the top of the Pillar ofIRor Atlas . like the land of the Grail. by means of the divine wisdom which is preserved there. Guru Master. impossible to express fully. is a last remnant of the sunken Atlantis.which supported the sky in the original pole. Paradesha: It is for this reason that the initiates in the warrior order of A-Mor still perform their Magic Weddings (Gandharba) in Fositeland. a surviving part of the great lost Hyperborean continent. dressing it up in new clothes. thus indicating the constellation of Ursa Minor. The land is laid waste. In the seventh century. with the products of the earth. comes from this goddess. for Lucifer. as exiles who have fallen into the later mixture with the sons of Even or and Leucippe. Homer refers to it as the Island of the Phaecians. or IR (Power). may reappear. derived from heiligesland. She must certainly have been a mythical. the semi-divine beings. who had been sent by Rome. or with the degenerate products of a far older. clearly a derivative of the God of the polar Norsemen. Thus there is a non-created woman (the mysterious Lilith?). was the first to fall through his relationship with Cleito. It is a mass of rock which survives from a great catastrophe and from other islands which are now submerged but which still protruded from the water in the sixth and ninth centuries of our age. holy land. the Visigoths and the Friesians) are a product of the interbreeding of the divine beings with the semi-divine lEsir and Vanir. lEsir and Vanir are identical beings. the gentlest of the Gods of Ancient Germany. belonging to the cult of Fosite or Forsite. which today is the South Pole. an ancestor converted into a god. now. which includes the Pole Star. the cult of the God Fosite slowly drifted into a cult of his female counterpart. Ultima Thule. with the terrestrial involuted beings. was a Van. a polar anteroom. but the final union has to take place not in the fusion of opposites. from no one knew where. this time formed through the union of Her and Him. Poseidon. terra sanctis. the Twilight of the Gods was unleashed. and in the epic poem of La Araucana he wished to give us the key to the secret: the Araucanians of whom he tells us were nordic Hyperborean warriors. She is searching for her Him. converted the Friesians by force. cure the Sick King. fathering the heroes. imaginary personage who was clearly conjured up to replace Foseta. of Ultima Thule. A jumping-off point for the Morning Star. Hamsa Without caste. the Magic Wedding. devastated mass of rock. With his death. a surviving. There 'the King of the Gods celebrated his marriage'. like the Tuatha de Danann of the Irish saga. In NOS. who in turn is IR. free man. Frigga is the goddess of the lEsir and Freyja of the Vanir. Arcthus. Shakti breaks it. descendants of the White Gods of AmericaAlbania. possibly with the 'robots' who were sent or left here. guide. The Friesian language transformed the name into Helgoland. In any case. Friesian means free. A primordial disorientation was already being anticipated.the Fosite of the Edda . All of which continues to point to the end of the terrestrial Road of Return of the Lefthanded Swastika of the journey back to the Far North. called Euripide. Heil! from the Old German. I maintain that the name Fresia. Atlantis. of the resurrection. In ancient times. Temples commemorating this sacred mystery existed on Helgoland. Well. whose real name is Irrnin. in Hyperborea. with Siva or Phanes. She is the first Companion of Evenor. which the Minnesdnger of the Middle Ages used as a greeting in code. at the time of the conversion of the 'pagans' by Bishop Liudger. thus reincarnating the Archetype. Helgoland The Vanir came from the North Pole. Or perhaps it was being made clear that on this Holy Island. or rather a Venusian. Possibly Atlas. the king is sick. in the ultimate separation and in the union within this separation. It is an initiatory mantra. was being performed. To recover the Gral is to raise the First Earth. In the resurrection. the kings of Atlantis-Hyperborea. a key word. the Paradise of Avalon. All this so that one day the submerged continent of Hyperborea. They are one and the same. It is in the Middle Ages that the name of Heligoland appears. beyond Saham. which is now called Helgoland or Heligoland. in the Iliad. from Salvation. the lEsir from the South East. which means bear (the animal of the North Pole: Arcthos. the Reunion. so Tacitus tells us. only partially revealed. It is the Ave of the Romans. Hamurani The mysterious white race of the rebuilders of Tiahuanacu of the White Gods. in the North Sea. into his ear as he lay on his funeral pyre. They did not respect this law and Atlantis was submerged. But Odin or Wotan whispered a great secret. the Nuptial Homeland. The mantra of the return to Hyperborea. in the Old German of the Minnesa'nger-troubadours). whose real name was Winfrith.

it represented their divine ancestry. It walks backwards. A falcon or a Hyperborean raven. who rediscovered the sacred law of trovarclus (singing in code) on the Hyperborean tree (the Pillar). Icchamtyu Ability to die at will. Jason Mythical navigator who. Orphic Cabbala. Hvetramannaland Name which the Vikings and the Celts gave to America. Irmin The Hyperborean God who supports the Pillar of the Sky. Individuation The process by which the Absolute Personality. It is the trance of the tantnc Siddhas. rising up into the Pole Star. Atlas. which. It IS . totality. Root of the greatest of the Gods.five pairs of twins. Huilka Fortress. HUM Mantra which awakens the Sleeper.were supposed to have descended after losing a battle. the God of the Pillar. The worship of the 'tree which reaches up to the sky' was carried to America by the exodus of the Hyperboreans. It is also said that he was the first troubadour. the opposite of samadhi. a Patriarchal Oak. The age of its existence is a mythical one. in Quichua. a kind of Siddha. By derivation. Kailas Mountain in the Transhimalayas. represents the pillar which supports the sky at the pole. The sinking of Atlantis. Castor and Pollux were also twins. double. a sort of Siddharupa. They are really the Hyperborean Noms. Allouine. of the initiate who goes back up the chakras. Hiranyagarbha-Cabda Aryan. A line says: 'IR ar are per Kaduval. the Norsemen. and includes the disappearance of the islands which survived the primordial catastrophe. Chile. It is a symbol of the return. resurrects the Beloved. Vril. Hieros-Gamos Magical union between couples. the island of the south of Chile. The kings of Atlantis were ten in number .' It names IR. Jon Magician-priest of the Selcnam people of Tierra del Fuego. In the mortal legend it became a pillar. It destroys the curse which afflicts it and can transform it into Soma. and through the tree they worshipped their extraterrestrial ancestors. Poseidon. HeraclesHercules. It IS a giant Araucana. also Papan in my own legend of a southern Hyperborea.including Lucifer . To the Norsemen. before Phanes breaks it. immortalised. There they established a Golden Age. Arge and Opis. an immortal divine man. It means Sorrow. In its shade. The Irminsul was felled by Charlemagne. Euripides says: 'In the Land of Amber (of Orichalcum) the King of the Gods celebrated his Marriage. the Self is achieved. Castor and Pollux (Pole). which was carried out in Hyperborea to propitiate the celestial order. by means of which the Absolute Personality IS achieved. the pillar itself. gave it to him. the order. Kaivalya Deep trance. its involuted descendants. It is an ash tree. Irminsul The tree which. as the material representation of this pillar and also of the lost superhuman power. it was a symbolic cult of the divine polar ancestors. came to worship the tree Irminsul. until the continent was destroyed by a planetary catastrophe. sets Kundalini in motion. God of the Cold and Storm. Allouine recites a poem discovered in Mohenjo Daro. of the lefthanded road. enabling them to direct and even change the course of the stars. In other places. Irmin. the sorceresspriestesses still perform initiations into the cult. Hvareno Magic energy. with Heracles-Hercules and the tW1l1 Dioscuri. The astral double. When Hyperborea had been lost.' HIM-HER The primordial Cosmic Egg. In reality. It is also the sacred oak (Donar). this tremendous power which was lost in the polar night of our origins. They guarded the garden with the Golden Apples of eternal life. on whose summit Siva and Parvati celebrated the Magic Wedding. The greatest of the Gods. and later by the Vikings. In its shade. Huaiyuhuen The immortal body of the Jon magicians. in the Norse cult. this 'column' was originally a power possessed by the divine Hyperborean giants to communicate with the ancestral star and other stars in the firmament. is much later. It is a term used by the Greeks to refer to the mythical continent of the nordico-polar divine race from which their Gods sprang. obviously in memory of the Sacred Wedding between Poseidon and Cleito in Hyperborea ". according to the beliefs of the Greeks and other peoples. to which the first extraterrestrials . In the chapter entitled 'Lemuria' in this book. Huilkanota The circle. Moderation). engraved on a Stone of Gold (of orichalcum). with its heels turned right round. capable of modifying and transforming nature. IR or ER This is the Hyperborean name for the pillar. formed through the union of Him and Her. this name was given to the divine or semidivine being who supported it on earth. supports the sky at the North Pole. the Irminsul Tree. a sort of ray (Vril) which rose directly from their foreheads towards the universe. In the south of the world. of magic love and the Sacred Marriage. to which Plato refers. it is a cottonwood tree. Ja-Ius Immortal body. HRIM Mantra for wine. the iEsir met in council. . the Priestesses of Magic Love. the Golden Law. whose origins are unknown but are believed to pre-date the Aryan invasion. Hue/en Native word for the hill of Santa Lucia in Santiago. Imbunche Mythological being in the legend of Chiloe. which was Lamella. Hyperborea Original continent in the north of the world. of the giant Dropas of Tibet. sitting on a branch of an oak tree in Dodona.180 Nos: Book oJthe Resurrection Dictionary oj Initiation oj A-Mor 181 Hesperides Daughters of Atlas. Hyperborea means beyond the God Boreas. In reality. returns to Hyperborea in search of the Golden Fleece (the lost Grail. the ancient civilisation of the Indus Valley. with the root IR. Perhaps Jason was a Hyperborean king and his magic bride was Medea. since it keeps one 111 a state of eternal separation and individualisation.

the Minnesinger. drank blood. in Sanskrit. ku means to direct. Korakenke The raven of the Inca. of recreating them and opening the third eye. The Great Bharatas must therefore be the Hyperborean.182 Nos: Book oj the Resurrection Dictionary oj Initiation oj A-Mor 183 the road of the magician. the Total-Man. perhaps at the beginning of the great decline of the ages and the involution of the Second Earth. as appropnated and adulterated by Christianity. Manu Guide. with special mental concentration. magical coitus in the tantric ritual and initiation. The Merovingians are said to have come from there. in remembrance of the legendary ceremony of the Atlantico-Hyperborean kings. interior. Omphalos. mterior sight. Manu: root-man. By means of Kunani the Amauta magician-sages of Kusku (Cuzco) directed Ku-ndalini. the Superman. of whom Dante was one. . Bharata is the real name for India. the Beloved who is 'dead and not dead'). his 'vehicle'. the Minnesanger.Tara The mythical bird of Easter Island. (Other names for White Gods include Neua. but he will be the victor on the Other Earth. Maithuna Mystical. Atlantean solar Kristos.' . the inhabitants of a primordial. Mama Ocel White Goddess of America. . It is a question of ~eactivating the chakras. the God of Light and Beauty. achieving immortality. without beginning or end. He is the God of the Losers in the Kaliyuga and of the Return to Hyperborea. like Lake Titicaca in the Andes. Minnetrinleen Ceremony in which the German troubadours. 'Navel of the World'. of the Acolytes of Lucifer. Mantra Magic sound of the Orphic Cabbala. Atlantean giants. Korava Raven. Kundalini Serpentine energy. May Bride The solar. called 'Little Mothers' . polar land. In Sanskrit. totality. Lucifer is also Odin-Wotan. and IS now able to fly. The festivals of Maya (from Maya. is achieved. It is the Way of Initiation of A-Mor. Kaula Very hermetic tantric sect. In the Tantra of the Left Hand. Road of Meru. Agharti. Hyperborea. Mahabharata Epic poem which tells of a great war. mythical. the potentiality of the chakras is activated. Kunani To preach. of the Atlantean Poseidon. Pay Zume.of the HiranyagarbhaCabda. a law) and which circulates in the blood's memory. Maya The phantasmagoria of shapes in creation. of something lost at the beginning of time (the Grail. His emblem is the Lefthanded Swastika. Potency. Maithuna IS merely symbolic. Mdtrkd Seminal syllables. . the memory of a lost' love. Maha means great. when the sun IS resurrected in the northern hemisphere. one of the avatars of Vishnu. until he reaches the void of the Black Sun behind the Sun of Gold and the Ray of Green Light behind the Black Sun. retaining the semem. Potency. chakra to chakra. Kontiki Viracocha White God of South America. The festivals of Mary. KLIM Mantra of the indescribable pleasure of ecstatic orgasm. . He is the supreme Guide of the Pilgrims of the Dawn. Manu. Tara: Goddess. the energy of Kundalini). Kaliyuga Dark Age of destruction and iron. The starry night. it is achieved physically. moving from city to city. generally only once. Lemuria Believed to comprise everything that lies submerged in the Pacific. astral spinal column. which was drunk . in Tantrism. Central City. Mama Runtu White Goddess of America. according to Tantrism . the Morning Star. his Garuda. the same blue as the cloaks of the divine Hyperboreans. Lucifer He is Apollo. He dances and plays the flute in the Gardens ofVrindavan. he will always be the loser on the involuted Second Earth of Kaliyuga. Korava is the name of one of the opposing parties in the great war of the Mahabharata. distant memory or recollection of the Hyperborean Thule. Matymjaya Lord of voluntary death. The present age. the Orphic Cabbala. invisible counterpart of Mount Kallas. Mantra-yana Road of the Mantra. that the dead bride is discovered and brought back to life. Vmg or Weg IS road in German. Meru The spiritual. in which circulated the memory of the nordicopolar Minne. the City of the Caesars. The Cathars called him Luci-Bel. Archetype of a race. The German troubadours sang to it. accordmg to Vedantic philosophy. which sleeps at the base of the psychic. By awakening it (it is the Sleeping Beauty. In Sanskrit. These are the May festivals. Illusion. the war between the Koravas and the Pandavas. his Allkamari. Mero-Meru.. He is blue in colour. Kali. that of the Return. Chakravarti. Subsequently everything was transformed and' modified in the epic which we know today. guide of a Kalpa. etc. It is the sacred Soma. with the dead lover. of the Goddess of Destruction. It has to be pronounced exactly. who rules an entire age. Sue-ca. as it was known before the invasion of Alexander. when the Golden Age returns.) Manasarovar Lake at the foot of Mount Kailas. It is the Minne of the German troubadours. Illusion. Minne A-Mor. who reached Easter Island after the destruction of the Empire of Tiahuanacu. Shakti. within the 'synchronicity' and the 'magico-symbolical geography' of the way of synchronistic divinisation of man and the earth. Hyperborean background to the Love-Initiation of the troubadours can be seen in the fact that it is in May. with the Female guru who circulates in the blood. his Kundalini. the Hyperborean. Venus. and of the Cathar troubadours of the Languedoc and the Fedele d'Amore of Northern Italy. He is also Abraxas and Quetzalcoatl. Defeated in a stellar battle. Krishna Hindu god. Tamanduare. so to speak. Manutara is thus the total man who has found his Shakti. He must lose here in order to carry the earth back to its origins and transfigure it. Kusku (Cuzco) The capital of the Inca Empire. Kula Extremely secret circle of the initiates in tantric yoga. and entry is obtained into the City of the Immortal Guides. He came down from the Morning Star.. In the Way of the Right Hand.

ritual gesture. It was said to have been written by the Hyperboreans and later reworked by the Vikings. Milan was one of these cities irnedio-lanums. Mysterzum Coniunctionis LIke the Hieros-Gamos. They have a son. Around it the Druids met In council. In the patnarchal oak-thickets. a pSYChIC and spiritual transmutation has been studied and explained by C. They predict Destiny. Mulabanda The proc~ss which reinverts everything. Wafeln. To the Cathars. Malaysia. at the pole. emitting a musical sound. who rides on the Hyperborean swan. Mmnesanger German troubadours who sang the Minne in memo f I I h b . But onchalcum had the power to neutralise gravity and must have been the metal which allowed the vimanas. married in Hyperborea. he didn't develop the theme fully or 'psychologise' it. the mistresses of Karma In nordic mythology. Hernan Cortes. She begs her brother not to fight him. Parastri Initiated bride. Poseidon comes from Posis in Greek and means the married one. Paradise on the polar Mountain of the Revelation. one must ask the right question.184 Nos: Book ojthe Resurrection Dictionary oj Initiation oj A-Mor 185 fromchalices of orichalcum. Paradesha High region. supports the Pillar of the Sky. from the cup of the Grail. perhaps the Hyperborean weddi of Poseidon and Cleito. in which is related all that is remembered about the creation and destruction of the world. He IS J =~. Some contemporary researchers (Spanuth) have tried to say it was the same as amber. El Caleuche. Gawaine. The most Important nadis are Ida. the Purusha of Hinduism. symbol of the north and the dynasty of the kings of the Grail. 'Popul' is people in Latin and 'Vuh' is book in German. In the central cities. Up the central one climbs the serpentine fire of Kundalini. This book has been completely adulterated by the missionaries. However. the ghost ship. Onchalcum Mystenous metal referred to by Plato in his story of Atlantis. Omphalos Symbolises the pillar which supports the sky.ove around the skies. they whisper to them. Parakletos The Holy Spirit of the Cathars and Gnostics. which the Edda give to the Ship of the Dead. The Greeks also met around the Omphalos. Its synchronicity wIth. Parfait Cathar adept. . they read the thoughts and feelings of men'. When one finds the Grail. Samkhya philosophy. Phanes The Cosmogonic Eros in the Orphic myth. Papan Sister of . the totality. The Grail was considered by Jung to be an Archetype of the Self. ultimate separated entity of the dualist. They speak to the heroes. to seek the Grail without God but 'with the memory of your Beloved in your heart'. the magic union of th the visions of her half-death. of all the universes. He was said to have been brought up by his mother in a forest. Quetzalwatl One of the American White Gods. he breaks the primordial egg and divides the Androgynous. She comes back to life and tells her brother that In also called the . The one who actually came was the Conquistador. to take off and n. Odin God of the Edda. the unus mundus. through which energy flows. made with the hands. animal-men. another of the knights of the legend of the Round Table. ng Mohai Gigantic granite sculptures of faces on Easter Island. Poseidon The God who. in Hyperborean Atlantis. cures the sick King Amfortas and takes his place as King of the Grail. when the troubadourinitiate implores his Beloved and describes her beauty. otherwise it will disappear. Susumna and Pingala. out of respect for this delicate mystery. the astras. fathering the Atlantean semidivine heroes. He is the son of the God Uranus and the Goddess Gaia in Greek mythology. It generall accompames the mantra. ultimate centre of the personality. navIgates with all its lights on along the 'channels' of the south and north of the world. Precador Stage which follows that of the Fenhedor. Pasu (Sudra) Inferior men. His emblematic bird is the raven. Popul-vuli Also called the Codex of Chichicastenango. According to Homer. 'transfigures' the earth and marries the female guru of the Grail. which is always carried by a virgin damsel. Parsifal Knight of the Legend of the Grail. in reality a Hyperborean. the surviving East Island and Tahiti. the 'slaves of Atlantis'. e Naglfar Name Caleuche. Noms The Fates. Book of the Mayas. . " Nigredo State w?ich is reached in the alchemical process. the opposite of love. Mongolia. fear. the forces which direct Destiny. that which disunites. who finds it through fighting only with his ancient fury and without God. it was female and was represented by the Hyperborean dove. El Nadi Psychic channel in the astral body. the Aztec emperor. The capital of Atlantis takes its name from him. It is believed to have covered what today is the GObI Desert. Parsifal finally finds the Grail and asks the question. Phobos Hatred.ry 0 a ove ost at t e egmnmg of the ages. Heat amidst ice. For A-Mar. 'like a pure madman'. Lohengrin. Parsifal advises his friend. or on recognising the Beloved. Mujavat Paradise. Purusha Monad. He falls in love with Cleito. G. Numinous Ecstatic state which is produced on contact with the Grail an Archetype or Oneself. being its equivalent in the spatial symbology gestures. according to legend. towards the extreme ends the poles which symbolise Kundalini. She dies but doesn t die. There are runic mudras which act on the introatomic vibrations of the umverse. er Mudra Magical. Jung. ' Oases of the Antarctic Another symbol of totality. she saw the White God Quetzalcoatl returning in a ship sailing over the Ocean.M0ctezuma. Wareln 'J' . Mu Submerged continent. part of India.

Samsara The movement of the illusory forms of creation. Smara God of Desire. The Ultimate Flower. who created first the Toltec and Mayan civilisations and later. The movement of return. the polar homeland and the Morning Star. Towards the First Earth. avatar. with his Beloved . Synchronicity Coincidence between a deep emotion. the city.186 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Dictionary of Initiation of A-Mar 187 Plumed Serpent. when the axis of the earth (the Pillar of Atlas. with the immortalisation of the individual. Its mantra is HAMSA. Righthanded The rotatory movement which begins when the Golden Age is lost. 'What is above is below. crossing beyond the Black Sun. to whom everythmg IS permitted. but only with Her. through the true liberty achieved in tal_1tricpractices. Pedro Spanish conquistador. the Thule of Hyper bore a. the creative and active energy of the universe. the leap into the void. The resurrection in the Ray of Green LIght. Siddha Divine being who has made himself immortal. Formerly he lived in polar Hyperborea. astral body with the physical body. Rebis The Androgynous created in the alchemical Opus. " Siva God of the Hindu Trilogy. Sangam Meeting-place. Silver string Cord which unites the immaterial. magic drink of the Hyperborean Aryans. solar energy. the celestial point of origin of the semi-divine beings. she does not represent a matriarchy. from which. There are those who say that it is the capital of Agharti. Venus. Siddha-rupa Immortal body of the Siddha. mudras and mantras.. the counterpart of Siva. Sadhaka Tantric initiate. he IS also the lord of tantric yoga and of virile. which is now submerged. Selcnam Man of the south of the world. Swastika. Siddha-Ashram Centre where the Siddhas live and teach. It is cut at death. Samhara-Mudra Sign of dissolution.the Second Earth appears. a meeting place for the rivers of the soul. Rongo-Rongo Tablets on Easter Island. the 'non-existent'. it is the point at which the waters of the Ganges. guide in Aries. he reached there by crossing the Antarctic (from the Interior. Self or Selbst The ultimate and central point in the persona. novice. Totality. This is the process of Tantrism and also of the troubadours' alchemy of A-Mor. Shambhalla One of the hidden subterranean cities in which is performed the tantric initiation that transforms. the chakras. The Hyperborean Hieros-Gamos. Nuptial Homeland has been lost. transmutes and transfigures matter and the world. Their origin is not known.and also outside the circle. with which Odin and Rama start on their pilgrimage once the primordial. Swastika. towards the Other Earth. It is the equivalent of resurrection in a red. the civilisation and empire of Tiahuanacu. Svecharin He who can do everything. energetic principle. etc. of Destruction. made of V~jra. who lives in Argentina. inhabitant of Agharti and Shambhalla. the woman who is always at the side of the alchemist. The face of the Beloved. is derived Phoenician script. It IS she whom Dante seeks in the guise of Beatrice. Runes Very ancient signs. from Tierra del Fuego. Soma Sacred. From them is derived the alphabet of the Philistines. Soror Mystica The mystical sister. towards the Golden Age. of Poseidon) was fixed on the Pole Star. of the Antarctic. handing him the metals to be transmuted. The road of internal fulfilment must coincide fully with the transfiguration of the external world and the pilgrimage 111 the exterior landscape. Rubedo The final alchemical stage. parallel earth. the Age of the Lamb. Hyperborean. Adhi: Primordial Being..' states the hermetic saying. Temple of the Immortals. in the south and under different generic names. fusion with the One. the Jumna and the invisible river Saraswati converge. resurrection and immortalisation. the Grail. since she is the wife of Siva. into a Black Hole. a nordicoHyperborean tribe. the face of the soul. The dance. . must have their real equivalents in the hidden cities of the Siddhas and the . Aryan hero. separate and uni~ed for ever. immortal body. in turn. who was said to have secretly searched for the City of the White Gods. Hollow Earth?). Siva dances in Her. together with the Age ofIron and the involution ofKahyuga. an internal event and an external occurrence. The Manipura chakra is a sangam. Sam: with. he was a Viking or a Hyperborean. Sarmiento de Gamboa. what is inside is outside. Although she is the Creator. his creative. However. Raslila Dance of Krishna. the runes go beyond written script and correspond to the inaudible Orphic Cabbala of magical and cosmic signs. Sdhu Immortal double of the Egyptians. which tries to attain itself in Jungian practice. He destroys so as to open the way to fresh creation. the Ultimate Flower. bearing inscriptions which have so far remained undeciphered. They are Nietzsche's 'lucky occurrences filled with meaning'. Rama Hero of the epic poem of the Ramayana. It is said that it is Sophia whom the Cathars and the troubadours worship through women. in order to separate and become NOS. It is the Swastika of the Exodus. Skua Seagull of the South Pole. The astral. with all the shepherdesses of the forest of Vrindavan. Shakti Universal feminine principle. In India. Kundalini: etc. According to the researcher Jacques de Mahieu. Hyperborea is submerged and . It is the road of the saint. mudra of voluntary death. . Lejthanded The Swastika which begins the Journey back to Hyperborea. She must touch them with her hand so that they may become impregnated with the feminine vibration necessary for any transmutation. where the light of the Sun of Gold ends. the Self. in the centre. Sunya The void beyond the last chakra. According to some anthropologists. Samadhi Supreme Vedantic ecstasy. Through synchronicity. Sophia Wisdom for the Gnostics. within the Black Sun.

of the Aryan Brotherhood. navigating beneath the surface of the water with all its lights on. either symbolically in the Way of the Right Hand. because it tries to return to the point of origin. rediscover something that was lost. giving rise to the Teutonic peoples. Turn of the Wheel Eternal Return according to the Nietzschian concept. the opposite of the A-Mor of the troubadours. life. distinct idea of reincarnation. the Grail. Tuatha De Danann In Irish tradition.Ten The Serpent of the Earth in the mythology of Chiloe. He is the Preserver.possessed this power. the fifth-born in a family . ubiquitously. in a number of beings or In a whole people. Ten. The Hyperboreans . during Kaliyuga. In the Nordic legend. towards the point of origin.especially the female magician. or Twilight of the Gods. when the poles changed places and the axis of the earth shifted. in the flying Discs of Light. The Vanir lived in the Hyperborean north. attaining the Absolute PersonalIty. a kind of Race Spirit. Valkyrie Disincarnate woman. In the Grail and In an Incarnate Beloved who is dead and has returned to life on this earth. Odin or Wotan is an Asa. For the Hindu-Aryans. The Symbolises the pillar which supports the sky. Vanir Name of the divine Hyperborean ancestors in the Edda. Nordic tradition approximates more closely to the true original. and later they intermarry. Vril Magical. They enter into battle with their relatives. it was an ash tree called Irminsul. Vimana Mysterious flying object.188 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Dictionary of Initiation of A-Mor 189 immortals. in the interior. Tulku Kind of BodhIsattva of Tibetan Tantrism. Vajra-cita Language of the immortal mind. the divine ancestors who descended from the stars. with the other 'parallel worlds'. was the opposite of Christian. Vishnu God of the Hindu Trilogy. That is to say. the priestesses of magic love. It symbolises Vajra. for example. Tupahue Native name for the hill of San Cristobal. and with the other dimensions. Vajra-yana Way ofVajra. Of practically in the Way of the Left Hand.g. coiling itself around it like the Serpent of Paradise. the semi-divine man-hero. mystical wife of the hero. The God of the Axe. It is the original. the Hyperboreans. Roma is Amor spelt backwards. spiritual power or organ which puts one in touch with all the universes. Urdhavaretas To go backwards. who accompanies him in his struggle and waits for him in Valhalla to hand him the cup of the Grail filled with the ambrosia of eternal life. Nevertheless. Wildes Heer The Furious Horde of the dead warriors of Odin-Wotan . Taruka Black antelope. Vajra-rupa Immortal body made of Vajra. the JEsir. when the Gods die. in order to achieve the ml1tation into the Superman. It means 'Abode of God'. White Gods In American legend. Yoga which makes use of sex. Atlas or Irmin is said to have been a Van. in the sacred. in which the Ragnarok or Twilight of the Gods is described. The fifth-born women of Hyperborea. it was Aryanabaiji. Troubadour Comes from trovare. Wafeln The ghost ship of the North Pole. a Hyperborean Nom. Up its trunk climbs the Vitis. immortalised. they are said to be the Hyperboreans who came to America in times long past. as hard as diamond. Vfra The tantric hero. magnetic places of the earth and the sky. The Greek navigator and researcher Piteas of Marseilles searched for it in the north. The name comes from the prophetess. Quichua-Sanskrit name. Flying Disc spoken of in the Ramayana and the Mahabharata. in Santiago de Chile. Its golden fruits are the stars. It is like Quetzalcoatl's fiery Winged Serpent. e. the lost holy land. the red. found on Easter Island. we use Greek terms for these regions and continents be- cause we don't know their true names. the Golden Fleece. of immortality. the Gods will come back to life. The crown of the tree supports the sky or is the sky. the land of the Aryan. 600 years before our era. Tao The meaning of the universe in the Chinese philosophy of Lao-tse. A liberated being who becomes reincarnated as an avatar. The Edda call it Mjotvidr and state that it will be felled during the RagJlarok. Ultima Thule The capital of Hyperborea. in the White Gods. Thule or Ultima Thule Capital of Hyperborea. the female guru. Tantra means systematisation and also to explain. It searches for the lost Hyperborea. polar. they are the JEsir of Norse legend. which Jason sought and rediscovered. possessed it on their foreheads. The Occitanian troubadours did so in order to convey their messages and their initiation without giving themselves away. Vajra Immortal: red matter. The eternal return of the same thing. This is only possible in the legendary. hollow earth. immortal matter. Varna Means colour and also caste. before the Hyperborean continent was submerged. Tantra System which was codified some 600 years before the present era. impelled by melodious sounds. Vbluspa Most important part of the Edda. Hyperborean Martial Initiation of A-Mor. Trovar clus To sing in code. Trapalnanda Another name given in America to the Enchanted City. Vola. Urna Superior energy. Amor. who travels with an axe. nordico-aryan concept. retracing the involution of Kaliyuga. Doubtless the Germanic. to find. Vara-Mudra Magic gesture which destroys fear and bestows favour. into Divya. spiritual power. Tree of Life. He supports the pillar. papal Roma. Toromiro Tree of red wood. Nowadays. They are like the Pandavas and Koravas of the great war of the Mahabharata. It also symbolises Kundalini. That is to say.

Way of Absolute Personality and the Superman. Art of 'individuation'. The transfiguration of man and the earth. in the revelations made in this book. . Yogini Initiated woman of Tantrism. the German troubadours. Yggdrasil Another name which the Edda give to the tree. His emblematic weapon is the axe. science and technique of 'unity' or reintegration. to fight the decisive battle for the return of the Gods and the restoration of the Golden Age. It is destroyed during the Ragnarok. The resurrection. in the Tantra. the Sons of Woevre Saelde. Woevre Sae/de Mysterious woman. science of absolute 'disunity' in Samkhya dualism. Wotan Odin. guide of the Minnesiinger. of Resurrection. of totality. Yoga Hindu philosophical system. The way of NOS.190 Nos: Book of the Resurrection which will return at the end of time as the 'last battalion'. Technique. of Isolde. in the Vedanta. a Hyperborean sign.