CHAPTER 31

                                                                                                                            RUNE RITA

Scenes from a past reincarnation of mine in the Middle Ages come to mind in these moments.

I lived in Austria according to the customs of the time; I was a member of an illustrious family of rancid aristocracy. In that age my people, my lineage, boasted too much with that of blue blood, difficult ascendants and notable ancestry. It even makes me sad to confess it, but, and that's the serious thing, I was also stuck in that bottle of social prejudice; Things of the time!

On any given day, no matter which one, a sister of mine fell in love with a very poor man and it is clear, this was the scandal of the century; the ladies of the nobility and their cocky youngs, , foppish, smug, skinned their neighbor alive, made a mockery of the unhappy woman. They said of her that she had stained the honor of the family, that she had been able to marry better, etc. It didn`t take long before that she was left a widow, and the result of her love, it is clear, a child.

If she had wanted to return to the bosom of the family? However, this was not possible, she already knew too much the viper language of elegant ladies, their annoying counterpoints, their slights, and she preferred an independent life.

That I did help the widow? It would be absurd to deny it. That I did  take pity on my nephew? That was true. There are times when, by not lacking in piety, one can become ruthless.

That was my case. I taken pity on my nephew, I committed him to a school (supposedly so that he might receive a robust, firm and vigorous education) without giving a damn about his mother's feelings and I even made the mistake of forbidding the long-suffering woman to visit her son; I thought that this way my nephew would not receive damages of any kind and could be someone later, become a great lord, etc.

The path that leads to the abyss is paved with good intentions. TRUE? That's right. How many times wanting to do good, do evil! My intentions were good but the wrong procedure; however, I firmly believed that I was doing the right thing.

My sister suffered too much from the absence of her son, she couldn't see him at school, it was forbidden. Clearly it stands out that there was on my part, love for my nephew and cruelty for my sister; However, I believed that helping the son also helped his mother.

Fortunately within each one of us, in those intimate regions where LOVE is lacking, the KARMA policeman, the KAOM, emerges as if by charm. It is not possible to flee from the KARMA agents, within each one of us is the policeman who inevitably leads us to court. Many centuries have passed since then; all the characters in that drama grew old and died. However, the law of RECURRENCE is terrible and everything repeats itself just as it happened, plus its consequences.

Twentieth century. All the actors of that scene have met again. Everything has been repeated in a certain way, but it is clear, with its consequences. This time I had to be the one rejected by the family, that's the law. My sister found her husband again; I do not regret having rejoined my former priestess wife known by the name of LITELANTES.

The nephew that so loved and discussed, was reborn this time with a female body; she is a very beautiful girl by the way; her face looks like a delightful night and the stars shine in her eyes.

At any given time, no matter the date, we lived near the sea; the girl, (the former nephew), could not play, she was seriously ill, she had an intestinal infection.

The case was very delicate, several children her age died at that time from the same cause. Why should my daughter be an exception?

The innumerable remedies that were applied to her were frankly useless; that unmistakable profile of death was already beginning to be drawn on his childish face with horror.

To all lights the failure stood out, the case was frankly lost and I had no choice but to visit the DRAGON OF LAW, that terrible genius of KARMA whose name is ANUBIS.

Fortunately, thank goodness! LITELANTES and I know how to travel consciously and positively in the ASTRAL BODY.

So showing up together in the palace of the Great Lord of Court of Karma, in the fifth-dimensional parallel universe, was not a problem for us.

That temple of KARMA is impressive, majestic, grand.

There was the HIERARCH, seated on his throne, imposing, terribly divine; anyone would be shocked to see him officiate with that sacred jackal mask, as it appears in many bas-reliefs of ancient Pharaonic Egypt.

At last I was given the opportunity to speak to him and it is clear that I did not let it pass so easily: You owe me a debt, "I said," which one? He replied astonished. Then fully satisfied with myself I introduced him to a man who was once a wicked demon; I mean ASTAROTH, the Grand Duke.

This was a lost son for the FATHER - I continued telling him - and yet I saved him, I showed him the path of light, I took him out of the BLACK LODGE, now he is a disciple of the WHITE BROTHERHOOD, and you have not paid me that debt.

The fact is that that girl had to die in accordance with the LAW and that her soul had to penetrate my sister's womb to form a new physical body. That is how I understood it and that is why I added: "I ask that ASTAROTH go to my sister's womb instead of my daughter's soul."

HIERARCH's solemn reply was definitive: "Granted, let ASTAROTH go into your sister's womb and may your daughter be healthy."

Needless to say, that girl (my former nephew) was miraculously healed and my sister then conceived a male child.

I had with what to pay that debt, I had cosmic capital. The LAW OF KARMA is not a blind mechanic as many PSEUDO-ESOTERISTS and PSEUDO-OCULTISTS suppose.

As things were, it is evident and easy to understand that with the possible death of my daughter, I would have to feel the same pain of detachment, that bitterness that my sister felt in ancient times for the loss of her son.

Thus, through the GREAT LAW, the damage would be compensated, similar scenes would be repeated but this time the victim would be myself.

Fortunately the KARMA is negotiable, it is not that blind mechanics of the Astrologers and Chiromantic of fair.

I had cosmic capital and I paid off that old debt; thus, thank God, it was possible for me to avoid the bitterness that awaited me.

When people understand all the mysteries of the Rune RITA ?. Certainly this is the RUNE of the LAW.

RITA comes to remind us of the words Reason, Round, Religion, Right.

Roman law has as symbols of justice, the balance and the sword. It is therefore not strange that in the palace of ANUBIS, the Great Lord of Justice, scales and swords can be seen everywhere.

The GREAT JUDGE is advised in his work by the forty-two Judges of the Law.

Before the KARMA Courts, there is never a lack of illustrious lawyers of the GREAT LAW who defend us when we have enough cosmic capital to cancel old debts.

It is also possible to get credits with the Lords of the Law or ARCHIVIST OF Destiny, but you have to pay them with good works working for humanity or based on pain.

KARMA is not only paid for the evil that is done, but also for the good that is not done, being able to do it.

PRACTICE

The fundamental MANTRA of the RUNE RITA are: RI ... RE ... RO ... RU ... RA...

 In the present RUNE RITA we must open one leg and one arm and supporting the hand in the waist. Thus in this position our GNOSTIC students will see that they are themselves the same RUNIC letters as they are written.

The present RUNIC practice has the power to release INTERNAL JUDGMENT.

We need to become JUDGES of CONSCIENCE, it is urgent to AWAKEN the BUDDHATA, the SOUL.

The present RUNE has the power to AWAKEN the CONSCIENCE of the JUDGES.

Let us remember that which is called REMORSE, certainly that is the accusing VOICE of CONSCIENCE.

Those who never feel remorse are truly far from their inner JUDGE, usually hopeless, lost case.

So people must work very intensely with the Rune RITA, release their inner judgment.

We urgently need to learn to be guided by the voice of silence, that is, by the intimate judge.