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

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

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

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

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

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

but in that moment She realised that being alone could be a pleasant sensation. Chance became Destiny within the Great Egg. who wishes to go on dancing outside so as to imagine herself alive and with a soul. And all his eternity could not suffice Him to gaze upon her nakedness. and she who places her eternity in the hands of her lover. the experiment had now been made. Because she was projected. play and dance. It was He But it has always been said that green-veiled ballerina. as we have seen. as if paralysed. This mystery is revealed only to a few in the initiation of the Grail. like an inviolate act. a myriad of stars. into the music of the spheres. She couldn't get in. The Her oj Him 'We are coming down from the Ray of Green Light. And as this event occurred for the first time. But this was 110t at all the same thing. he will make her immortal. gave off a green vapour. And from its light which surrounds us. And as He carne closer to Her. more Eggs. In the others there is still the eternity of HIM-HER. and in that tenuous music the vapour condensed and She stood before Him. rapidly. And She began to dance more and more quickly. The breathing became rhythmic. She perpetuates herself in reproduction. either inside or outside the Great Egg. could gaze upon Him from outside. prolonging within the species the possibility of the Eternal Return. it was He who began to breathe Her. She was alone for a moment. circular like his breathing which was now spinning like a star. is there not perhaps another hidden being. whether it was Him or Her. She emerged and danced a little. 'It has been said that She was the one who smashed the walls of the Great Egg. Because this drama takes place in only one of them. And when He returned from his ecstasy. This knowledge drives her to suck in the man. The Egg turned into a star. But She did not yet exist. becoming HIM-HER once more. all his efforts to reincorporate Her were in vain. and that He remained motionless. However. 'But. 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. as if in the pla y of a breath or the simulation of a dance. who was the active one. solely through His immortality can She become immortal. as an even more obscure act. imagining that if he regains his eternity. so that the hope of reintegration can continue. too. first to the inaudible music of the Black Sun. seemingly complete and eternal. conserving the increasingly tenuous hope of resurrection and of becoming immortal. the seductress. And each time the Being breathed out. it was She. 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. too. And although She tried to return. She could no longer do so. rapidly. where the history of the Cosmogonic Egg is guarded in the secret depths of its impenetrable mystery. breathing in deeply. until She. She became hard. beginning the uncertain separation and to . 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. covered in a green placenta. leaving the terrible female at liberty. And He saw Her for the first time naked in her body made of breathed time. that stone which fell from the Ray of Green Light. although it still stayed within the walls of transparent icc. 'There are two types of women: the seductress. retaining her substance and form. because the entrance had become smaller or had closed. And it was She who took him into her body. that cup of eternal life. 'Whoever has the good fortune to meet this woman should 'It will never be known who smashed the walls of the Cosmic Egg. who gave waters of the river of rorrns. He will become the son. so as to see Her unfold. the turnings of the wheel. But. projecting Her like the image in a dream. but in the opposite way. Hurriedly He reincorporated Her. In an ecstasy of green fear. who invented this almost-love. so as not to let Her escape. uncontrolled. because she believes in him with faith and love. 'But. And the longing. because She didn't fit. until He breathed Her in as if He were drowning in a horrible pleasure. who "dies so that he may live". the time was foretold. The green veils fell away from Her. to the 7 Great Egg. And a new chancedestiny occurred. repeating the original event.6 Nos: Book o_( the Resurrection Introduction believe that He loved. Someone stood waiting as if beside a spring. He experienced the vertiginous sensation of his own flesh touching itself on the other side of a mirror. drawing him into herself. then to the audible music of the Sun of Gold.

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

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

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

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

towards the pole. It is the terror it feels knowing that it will be overtaken. as if preserved in sleep.' 'That is the thirst of the pilgrim. is really in Albania. the capital of Hyperborea.' 'It is guarded in a sanctuary somewhere in this area. the exiles. The man opened his eyes and stopped drawing. in that First Interior Earth. It is said that possibly He himself carried it to the North Pole. the Grail has been called the Stone of Exile. The dark. Can you feel how the ground trembles as we go forwards?' 'This is because we are struggling to walk backwards. with the result that I felt the dizzy sensation of going against the current. There was another stone seat beside the table. this name was .. These stalactites and stalagmites are made of that mysterious substance. But in that city for which we are searching. between these mountain ranges. The road we are following is the road of Amber.' 'We have already done this. as a signal. the White Gods. in the form of a stone on which is inscribed the Law and the Great Secret. And then we fell into the circle. Are you capable of drawing a perfect circle with your eyes closed? Only if you can do this. It was brought here by those who were defeated in the great war of the worlds. Lucifer. Farther to the south. who still preserve the piece of the broken crown of their guide. he is dead and yet not dead. with a broad forehead and black hair.' 'Oh! Speak to me of the Grail. The Insula Avallonis. Lucifer.' 'I have heard tell'. he interrupted. I have searched for it by concentrating my mind and drawing circles with my eyes closed. When Hyperborea and Atlantis were destroyed. And now I know that it is not here. Now we have both reached the same point. Perhaps it is farther to the south. From the maps that you see at my feet you can tell that the city is not far away. he had the strange impression that he had already lived this scene. you will find its entrance. They are the Regions of Pleasure. our guide lies asleep and that he will be awakened when time has ended. 'You have come at last. which displeases the Second Earth. Spreading it out on the circular stone. That is the true name of this world which is older than the other one. he pointed to certain regions with his dagger.' 'Now I remember. so he leapt into a ravine. descending like a bright light. Its liquor alone can sate our longing for eternal love. which was believed to be in Albion. which is populated on its surface by the slaves who escaped from Atlantis. like a fiery Disc. Because of this. the outlaws. I was expecting you.16 Nos: Book of the Resurrection A Turn of the Wheel 17 III !I I Approaching the table. And your dog's name is Leo. He struck the stone cover three times with his first. when he was struck by the sword of the enemy. Because the Grail keeps one in a state of non-death. when it was broken in his battle in the heavens.' 'Now my dog's name is Aries. its "Double". It is also an Emerald Chalice. They are the vestibule of immortality. 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. ' 'Have you also retraced your steps. your name is Jason. where my dog could answer me with words that I could understand. The apples of Avalon moved. 'that in the Polar Oases. My horse could not follow. who had already emigrated to this other continent. The armies that accompanied Lucifer are the defeated forces from a war between extraterrestrials. comrade.' 'Alas!' he said. the Hollow Earth. 'I feel an insatiable thirst.' He bent down to pick up one of the scrolls. You were the first warrior-troubadour. When the stars were scanned. the White Land. in very ancient times. He is alive and yet not alive. There he founded Ultima Thule. can you enter the city. The mystery is guarded at the South Pole. He sat down and was able to examine the man's face. near a lake. entered the Interior Earth.. The Grail is ajewel which fell from the crown of our guide.' 'It is believed that the name Grail was read in the stars. backwards through time? I have. in which a liquor made from the blood of extraterrestrials is drunk. feverish eyes fastened themselves on his. I had become convinced that the opening to that subterranean world was to be found in this cave. Why do it again?' 'That is true.. which can only be quenched by drinking from the Chalice of Green Stone. The liquor is the blood of our guide. the Continent of the White Gods and Giants. These southern regions of the world are plagued by earthquakes because they have always held out the possibility of this meeting. coming closer to our hearts . And the women who possess powers of healing. It was thin and pale. The indecipherable signs protect the wisdom and the history of a great myth of love. on the sinking of the Polar Island. the White Gods still live. where the animals and the fruits conversed with the humans. 'y ou must continue your journey towards here.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

almost as if it was breathing. The mummy was the symbol used to represent Osiris. MIDDAY Within his breast there now beat a woman's heart. like the oak trees of Hyper bore a.ed the sledge over the snow. foreshadowing the mantle of immortality he would one day give her. like the temple of the sun and the moon. that sacred bush of the South Pole. ' THE DISC Standing beside her tomb and the Midday Rock. And the chosen gesture would be that of their first kiss. like an eye blinking. The image was that of a mummy. like a combination of notes and sounds. . separate and together. but never lost. apparently a woman. 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. As . until the Light began to move around and upwards. Soon it became soft music. ~ike rays of light. like the summit of. And he would have to wait another seven hundred years before the laurel flowered again. which was played danced far above this earth's visible and audible scale. As he examined this magic stone. This has always been the way to win. He built a sledge of conifer. Perhaps it had been Allouinc's name in an earlier turn of the wheel. Her blood now flowed through his veins. the mountain. He dug a grave there and placed her inside it. like cathedrals. He took his sword and traced the sign and the lines: 'While you sleep. my beloved. he tried to imagine what that timeless time would be like when they would be together. losing and finding each other. He felt clearly that he had been doing this for an eternity. For our Myth of A-Mor. within which they would live WIth their faces. until it became no more than a star which grew paler and paler. And it looked at him as if it was sending him a message. he thought he heard a rustling sound. like the trees which live their whole lives without moving. as if concentrating on a point. a game. and of red Copihues. dance that dance. with her arms crossed over her breast. to take an active part in creation. It is a dance. like their present ones but also very different. . larch and laurel branches and laid her on. with bodies that only they could see. mingling with his and inspiring his every act. In a blinding flash. It closed like an eyelid and moved rapidly towards the horizon. in the chosen gesture.he a?a~e set in the ring was a silhouette surrounded by carved inscnptions. like the touch of a snowflake or a sigh from the light of the Mornmg Star.earing the sign to enter the city.46 Nos: Book oj the Resurrection A Turn oj the Wheel 47 deciphered in the Eternal Return. repeating the action time and time again. They would stand motioriless at the centre of eternity. it. He thought he could make out the name Phosia. He wove her a crown of cinn~mon leaves. I keep watch. he knew that one day he would be able to decipher its message. In this way she would be preserved for ever. They would leave eternity behind after an eternity. the Irreproducible God of Resurrection.he dragg.stars'. it is only important to fight it properly. because they would b~ on the other side of the light.. with honour and loyalty to the end. And the entire firmament was covered with green rays of light. while at the same time it 'read his thoughts and feelings'. They would play that game. He had lost the given opportunity for both of them. cover~ng her with her red gown. like s. He covered her with snow and ice. 'far beyond the .' He reached the pyramid-shaped rock. the emblematic flower. In the and hi hest range of the light of another world. l~lt doesn't matter if a battle has been lost. on her sledge of branches and flowers. Indescribable! It was throbbing. For a long time they gazed at each other. helping those who were ~orn b. the bell-flower of blood drawn from his woman's heart. like the apple trees of Avalon.tatues. A Disc of Light stopped in space in front of him. would breathe fresh life into the 'image and the figure'? And also into memory and glory? On t.

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

. surrounded by bamboo canes up which climbed roses. climbing up the huge tree until he reached its topmost branches. behind me is a brass bedstead. Even today he has difficulty in remembering it. The tray was bordered with ~ garland ~f violets covered with dewdrops.. The tree. jasmine and convolvulus. Now he seems to remember that some tremulous secret revealed to him by the grass made him cry on more than one occasion. Its eyes looked at him as ifhe was not a child but a timeless being. foaming milk fresh from the cowshed were brought to him on a tray. with double-headed eagles whose bodies were shaped like hearts.' The violets also told him so (because they didn't smell the same as when he was a child). from that moment on. It is a . or perhaps at that precise moment. the illusion of that love . in the precarious and mystical country called Chile. We want to make ourselves invisible within you.he couldn't remember which . His 'ego' interposed itself between him and their scent. perhaps from the Morning Star. childhood. He lost that faculty. with the tree. even before he felt himself to be 'ego'. said: 'Happy birthday! Now you're not a child any more. There. This chapel contained the tomb of a seventeenth-century Spaniard. 'Take us with you for ever. the scent of the violets of h1S childhood! Like so many things. I am standing in one o~ the rooms 111 that mansion which is over two hundred years old. it was a shady place. And he realised that now he would have to create.. the key of his melody. in the garden of childhood. And never afterwards was he able to speak freely with the animals and flowers.. But. And during that time.. with gildings and a pair of strange candelabra made of myrtle wood. a Non-Existent Garden. . . timeless. he had been glVen his diapason. The child suffered for all these defenceless creatures who came and told him little things. a face emerged from a rose. where was the child? Mingling with the plants and the flowers. their sorrows mostly. far away.. In the middle grew a huge pine tree. 'Don't forget us. THE VIOLETS OF CHILDHOOD 50 Nos: Book of the Resurrection chapel. But the child's paradise lay in a tiny circular garden in front of the house. To my right stands a big wardrobe which gives off an aroma of old wood. the violets of today don't smell the same as they used to. smelling of damp violets. 111 the foothills of the Cordillera of the Andes. a former master of these lands. where there is always a light which seems to come from other worlds. with the grass that grew so sweetly and was so fragile. the plants begged him to do so from the other side of a wall of glass which was growing less and less transparent. 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. love me. invent some Non-Existent Violets. .' He lived that moment as if outside time.$ --~ --------------------------~. in front of me is a table. like a priestess from the valley of the Andes. The face said something to him that he didn't fully understand. Between him and his garden. To bring them back to life. he used to go into the garden and not leave it again until midday. but at the same time I feel myself to be a very old person. Bevond lie other rooms and a door which opens onto a gallery with pillars and vaulted niches. he lived only A cake with five or maybe four candles . for ever. the flowers. The white-haired woman who came into his room carrymg his present. as if clothed in a dignity conferred on me by the passage of centuries.and warm. 'EGO' I am a very young child. the secret of that glance.' they begged him.' THE FACE One day. above all. People are moving around. which he now confuses with an oak in the Central World.q Another Turn of the Wheel 51 for love and to seek the face of that flower in all women. because he only spoke the language of the plants well. forget-me-nets. with the birds and. with an altar carved by artisans from Cuzco. from earliest childhood. Oh. And the sweet scent oflighted candles and evening prayers. The child conversed with the flowers. On summer mornings. 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. It seemed to say to him: 'Seek me. Someone came and took him out of the garden. In their · 1· n their souls he sought the scent of the garden of bo dres. In his memory. the land of Avalon.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bertran de Born. Now I can go.' His body trembled as if beneath a gentle blow from something that had entered It. his 'angel' can only be inside his body for brief moments. While you sleep. And together we intoned the song of our beloved troubadour... warrior. understands us.. I keep watch. The Tiny Spark guides us.bat awoke I~ our hearts.. 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. .. Bless you for coming at last! I was waiting for you.80 Nos: Book of the Resurrection Another Turn of the Wheel When I see him so scorn and defy peace. And when the God of the Losers of the Kaliyuga. at such an advanced age as that of this wounded warrior... 'Yes... the better to look at him in the dymg light reflected in the waters of the canal.. I spoke to him: 'Be Joyful. because now you know that the Gods gIVe to each warrior a comrade.. if because of myoId age and ~he pain from my wounds they were to induce me to recant. An~ when you have gone. And I love to see the sun rise blood-crimson. for in another seven hundred years the laurel will flower again and you will once more lose the war... beside the doves of Saint Mark's Square. And nothing would then remain but an empty body.. a little way ~bove hIS head... when the Golden Age returns. I pronounced the greeting of the legendary troubadour: 'Heil!' . the spmt of adventure.. And looking fixedly now at his bodily eyes. 81 myself. it could never be put out agam. 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. Now you can go. so that OUrworld doesn't lose hope!' ... His lone might 'gainst all darkness opposing. in another land. projecting an Absolute Personality beyond time and space. So I stopped looking at his bodily eyes and addressed my words to some~hl11g that might be found floating like an aura. except the ghosts of the dead heroes....... 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. . over the dome of the Cathedral of La Salute. Intensely.... or near the Colleone horse. has been avenged.. enabling it to immortalise itself.. although calmly.. And it must therefore be sought on the outside.... which has never died. And let the music of the swords make them cnmson.. . I took a step backwards. opposing.. fearlessly. our guide. covered with bloody wounds.' . Something that was wandering in the light of that Venetian evening. exc~pt our comrade. 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. If I were to go back. Then I sang in my language.. Also.. I will continue fighting for both of us. we warriors are alone and no one. dressed in black. would leave the warnor f~r ever. ~esIdes..' Then the warrior arose. So that. we have both scaled the ruins of the Solar Temple of Montsegur.. and one day we will rebuild it.. And through all the riven skies God's swords clash..... and no one is with us.. When the fire of cO~.. "you know that I know that you have sung in code in your Cantos ... well armed I love to see his valiant courage! And the horses galloped Riderless through the thicket. 'You are one of the few.. MagIC would have deserted us ... Be faithful to the old dreams.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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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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I RECOVER

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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There the lovers become one: ELiELLA.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. THE LAST SUPPER The end of another year arrived. and Her. I filled the Grail with this liquor and drank it to the dregs. inviting all my phantoms. as if I had 'fallen from my soul into my skin'. 1 SAHAM is the mantra for the Sahasrara chakra. Turn away no more. Then I recited Blake: 'I give you the end of a Golden StringOnly wind it into a ball. Some of the guests hadn't known each other while they were alive in the turnings of the wheel. all three. '5AHAM! I am THEM!.164 Nos: Book of the Resurrection The Solitude afthe Tria/ague 165 My Trinity is made up of the Father. water. meat. who is his wife. air. And it is quite possible that they would have held opposing views. moving towards a place which is perhaps coloured green and which is so far away that I can see nothing of it at all. who I am. and future. I exclaimed: 'Let us look each other in the face. at the beginning of the Age of Aquarius. which continues above the ether and is indescribable. the ether.' They were the words of the Wounded King. but only superficially. And I give birth to a fiery lily. or magic supper. The watery shore Is given thee till the break of day. And I found myself sitting there alone. who is my mother and my sister. in light and shadow. at the top of the head. discovering that I had always been so. And the morn Rises from the slumberous mass. . seesWhose ears have heard The Holy Word That walked among the ancient trees. past. fire. The liquor was Soma. o Earth. It consisted of the five elements: cereal. earth. dancing and rejoicing. Then I felt a dry shock. and their Son. 2 And Her. It will lead you in at Heaven's gate Built in the City's wall. As is prescribed in such cases. Amrita. called that of the 'Five M'. I had invited my Master. Raising my cup.' And so the dinner continued until midnight. who presided over the table with me. I decided to give a dinner in my tower. Anna Perene. Hear the voice of the Bard. spinning and suffering. I prepared the meal myself. And thus we come. the Daughter. surreptitiously. the Master of the Sphinx. the Wounded Warrior. fish. And. fallen light renew. Who present. wine. They hadn't coincided with one another. as mistress of the house. 2 A tantric ceremony. among the lotuses. of the 'thousand petals'. and I have made her my wife so that the Father becomes my son and She becomes my eternal A-Mor. All this seems to be happening in a non-existent space. In this way the three of us are spinning in a gigantic or a tiny spiral. in which there had grown the certainty that they were all Hyperboreans. in the silence and solitude of the white peaks of my Trialogue. I have fallen in love with her. return! Arise from out the dewy grass! Night is worn. Calling the lapsed soul And weeping in the evening dew That might control The starry Pole And fallen. the Wounded King. We are Hyperboreans. Why wilt thou turn away? The starry floor. the Master who could converse with the animals and flowers. To my Round Table. 0 Earth.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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