Unto
thee, O man, have I given my knowledge. Unto thee have I given
of Light. Hear ye now and receive my wisdom brought from space
planes above and beyond.
Not as man am I for free have I become of dimensions and planes.
In each, take I on a new body. In each, I change in my form. Know
I now that the formless is all there is of form.
Great is the wisdom of the Seven. Mighty are they from beyond.
Manifest They through their power, filled by force from beyond.
Here ye these words of wisdom. Hear ye and make them thine own.
Find in them the formless. Find ye the key to beyond. Mystery
is but hidden knowledge. Know and ye shall unveil. Find the deep
buried wisdom and be master of darkness and Light.
Deep are the mysteries around thee, hidden the secrets of Old.
Search through the Keys of my Wisdom. Surely shall ye find the
way. The gateway to power is secret, but he who attains shall
receive. Look to the Light! O my brother. Open and ye shall receive.
Press on through the valley of darkness. Overcome the dweller
of the night. Keep ever thine eyes to the Light-Plane, and thou
shalt be One with the Light.
Man is in process of changing to forms that are not of this world.
Grows he in time to the formless, a plane on the cycle above.
Know ye, ye must become formless before ye are one with the Light.
List
ye, O man, to my voice, telling of the pathways to Light, showing
the way of attainment when ye shall be One with the Light. Search
ye the mysteries of Earth’s heart. Learn of the Law that
exists, holding the stars in their balance by the force of the
primordial mist. Seek ye the flame of the Earth’s Life.
Bathe in the glare of its flame. Follow the three-cornered pathway
until thou, too, art a flame.
Speak thou in words without voice to those who dwell down below.
Enter the blue-litten Temple and bathe in the fire of all life.
Know, O man, thou art complex, a being of earth and of fire. Let
thy flame shine out brightly. Be thou only the fire.
Wisdom is hidden in darkness. When lit by the flame of the Soul,
find thou the wisdom and be Light-Born, a Sun of the Light without
form. Seek thee ever more wisdom. Find it in the heart of the
flame. Know that only by striving can Light pour into thy brain.
Now have I spoken with wisdom. List to my Voice and obey. Tear
open the Veils of the darkness. Shine a Light on the Way.
Speak I of Ancient Atlantis, speak of the days of the Kingdom
of Shadows, speak of the coming of the children of shadows. Out
of the great deep were they called by the wisdom of earth-men,
called for the purpose of gaining great power.
Far in the past before Atlantis existed, men there were who delved
into darkness, using dark magic, calling up beings from the great
deep below us. Forth came they into this cycle. Formless were
they of another vibration, existing unseen by the children of
earth-men. Only through blood could they have formed being. Only
through man could they live in the world.
In ages past were they conquered by the Masters, driven below
to the place whence they came. But some there were who remained,
hidden in spaces and planes unknown to man. Lived they in Atlantis
as shadows, but at times they appeared among men. Aye, when the
blood was offered, forth came they to dwell among men.
In the form of man moved they amongst us, but only to sight where
they as are men. Serpent-headed when the glamour was lifted but
appearing to man as men among men. Crept they into the Councils,
taking forms that were like unto men. Slaying by their arts the
chiefs of the kingdoms, taking their form and ruling o’er
man. Only by magic could they be discovered. Only by sound could
their faces be seen. Sought they from the kingdom of shadows to
destroy man and rule in his place.
But, know ye, the Masters were mighty in magic, able to lift the
Veil from the face of the serpent, able to send him back to his
place. Came they to man and taught him the secret, the Word that
only a man can pronounce. Swift then they lifted the Veil from
the serpent and cast him forth from place among men.
Yet, beware, the serpent still liveth in a place that is open
at times to the world. Unseen they walk among thee in places where
the rites have been said. Again as time passes onward shall they
take the semblance of men.
Called may they be by the master who knows the white or the black,
but only the white master may control and bind them while in the
flesh.
Seek not the kingdom of shadows, for evil will surely appear.
For only the master of brightness shall conquer the shadow of
fear.
Know ye, O my brother, that fear is an obstacle great. Be master
of all in the brightness, the shadow will soon disappear. Hear
ye and heed my wisdom, the voice of Light is clear. Seek not the
valley of shadow, and Light only will appear.
List ye, O man, to the depth of my wisdom. Speak I of knowledge
hidden from man. Far have I been on my journey though Space-Time,
even to the end of the space of this cycle. Found I there the
great barrier, holding man from leaving this cycle. Aye, glimpsed
the Hounds of the Barrier, laying in wait for he who would pass
them. In that space where time exists not, faintly I sensed the
guardians of cycles. Move they only through angles. Free are they
not of the curved dimensions.
Strange and terrible are the Hounds of the Barrier. Follow they
consciousness to the limits of space. Think not to escape by entering
your body, for follow they fast the Soul through angles. Only
the circle will give ye protection, safe from the claws of the
Dweller in Angles.
Once, in a time past, I approached the great Barrier, and saw
on the shores where time exists not, the formless forms of the
Hounds of the Barrier. Aye, hiding in the mist beyond time I found
them; and They, scenting me afar off, raised themselves and gave
the great bell cry that can be heard from cycle to cycle and moved
through space toward my Soul.
Fled I then fast before them, back from time's unthinkable end.
But ever after me pursued they, moving in strange angles not known
to man. Aye, on the gray shore of Time-Space’s end found
I the Hounds of the Barrier, ravening for the Soul who attempts
the beyond.
Fled I through circles back to my body. Fled, and fast after me
they followed. Aye, after me the devourers followed, seeking through
angles to devour my Soul.
Aye, know ye man, that the Soul who dares the Barrier may be held
in bondage by the Hounds from beyond time, held till this cycle
is all completed and left behind when the consciousness leaves.
Entered I my body. Created the circles that know not angles, created
the form that from my form was formed. Made my body into a circle
and lost the pursuers in the circles of time. But, even yet, when
free from my body, cautious ever must I be not to move through
angles, else my Soul might never be free.
Know ye, the Hounds of the Barrier move only through angles and
never through curves of space. Only by moving through curves can
ye escape them, for in angles they will pursue thee. O man, heed
ye my warning; Seek not to break open the gate to beyond. Few
there are who have succeeded in passing the Barrier to the greater
Light that shines beyond. For know ye, ever the dwellers, seek
such Souls to hold in their thrall.
Listen, O man, and heed ye my warning; seek ye to move not in
angles but curves. And if while free from thy body, thou hearest
the sound like the bay of a hound ringing clear and bell-like
through thy being, flee back to thy body through circles, penetrate
not the mist before.
When thou hast entered the form thou hast dwelt in, use thou the
cross and the circle combined. Open thy mouth and use thou thy
Voice. Utter the Word and thou shalt be free. Only the one who
of Light has the fullest can hope to pass by the guards of the
way. And then must he move through strange curves and angles that
are formed in direction not known to man.
List ye, O man, and heed ye my warning: attempt not to pass the
guards in the way. Rather should ye seek to gain of thine own
Light and make thyself ready to pass on the way.
Light is thine ultimate end, O my brother. Seek and find ever
the Light on thy way.
