SACRED ORDER OF TIBET

 PAPUS said in his "Elementary Treatise of Occult Science", that true INITIATED of east are attached to the secret sanctuaries of BRAHAMANISM, they are the only ones able to give us the real key of the ARCANUM AZF, thanks to the knowledge of the early Atlantean language: WATAN, fundamental root of Sanskrit, Hebrew and Chinese.

The Sacred Order of Tibet ancient, is certainly genuine depository of ARYAVARTA real treasure. Say old archaic traditions that are lost in the terrifying night of all ages, this revered institution consists of 201 members; The largest flat is formed by 72 Brahmans.

 It is written at the bottom of the centuries and with characters of fire, that BHAGAVAN ACLAIVA, the great MAHA-RISHI is the secret ruler of the mysterious order. Through the Holy Eight, sign of the infinity any CHELA, on condition of right conduct, can contact directly with this secret organization.

 The Holy Eight horizontally traced is beyond doubt an hourglass living. If closely considered the extraordinary formation of this marvelous sign, it is clearly the continuity of the same stroke that closes a double circuit in the first feature while in the second, just close one straying into the other to project out after cutting the sign in the same central point of crossing.

 One closes and the other opens. It is therefore the key required to open all doors and cut all the currents formed by atomic energy, since we have imagined and deposited at the bottom of consciousness, to the original, of all which circulates in the Similarly, in the vital center of the NINTH SPHERE.

 Now, save these resources the risks of every astral experience and obtain a quick SELF-CONSCIOUS, is among others, more than enough for the Sacred Order of Tibet to emphasize its motto reason: "NOTHING IS OPPOSED TO OUR POWER".

 According to the above description is suggests the following exercise: 1 -Quiet and mental silence; 2nd –To Image strongly the Holy Eight; 3rd -Meditate deep into the Sacred Order of Tibet; 4th -such sign joint or separates all elements governed by nuclear power, if it is drawn with the middle finger, forefinger and thumb of the right hand, on the surface of the cardiac chakra.

 Love the Eight holy, honor it, to concentrate deeply on it. This number thus becomes a clear emblem of that philosophical Mercury true incarnation of HERMES, with which the Initiate must work in the MAGISTERIUM OF FIRE.

 Meditate on the sacred sign of the infinite, perfect representation of the living link which wisely links the two divine and material worlds, which sends respectively, of the waters above and below the deep space in the second phase of creation and that Finally join in the inner central focus of individual consciousness as a carrier, channel and media of expression of each other. Concentrate deeply in the holy symbol in the ineffable Eight, in this double stream of fire and water wisely intertwine in the Ninth Sphere in the living bowels of the earth.

 Remember the noble alchemical figure of Vasillo Valentino, resplendent variation of Caduceus, most sacred symbol of Mercury of the sages in which the active properties of sulfur unite with the wonderful producer fertility of salt, to make wisely the mystical connubial of two luminaries in three worlds.

 You have depth in your concentration. Meditate on the Sacred Order of Tibet. Call up those eight KABIRS or KABIRIMS the sign of the Infinite; these eight brothers; ineffable Semitic divinities whose cult and mysteries passed after to Greeks and Romans, being its special center in Samothrace. Those holy Gods considered as the children of EFESTIUS or VULCAN and a beautiful daughter of PROTEO born from the SACRED FIRE that develops and operates within the interior of the Earth. Are therefore these Eight Brothers rectors of Nature; generators of vital phenomena, regulators of all core activities of the planetary organism in which we live. Meditate and pray; remain alert and vigilant as the watchman in times of war and not fall into temptation.

Que el Santo Ocho inefable y terriblemente divino se sumerja como un bálsamo precioso dentro de vuestro adolorido corazón y que los ocho Kabires guíen vuestros pasos hacia la Orden Sagrada del Tibet. That the ineffable and terribly divine Holy Eight is immersed as a precious balm within your aching heart and the eight Kabirs guide your steps towards the Sacred Order of Tibet.Be INTEGRAL, UNITOTAL, RECEPTIVE, any given night, no matter which, you will be called from the temple of the Himalayas. "Ask and you shall receive, knock and it shall be opened."

¡Oh Lanu! Oh lanu! Tell me: Are you willing to endure trials?  They say the old sages of the east are seven basic, fundamental, essential proof for the initiatory reception at the Sacred Order of Tibet. On the last of these tests spoke the Master LUXEMIL. Is it very enjoyable experience the terror of death?  But the only way we come to understand that the price of self-realization of the Being, paid with their lives.

 Dismal lucky I be envisaged a fiery trail of what I was! I was in fights; I knew of proofs; I hit like others in the temple doors. That seductive beauty of the Oriental Temple put a spark of life to my suffering soul like lightning that colors puts weeping cloud, the rainbow that brightens. Sacred image of the temple, pleasant and radiant, which was like a wandering star or as fast meteor, lightning night opened in a burning furrow my gold.

 That ineffable sanctuary of Tibet is the lantern and tea, the breath that air and the storm that disquieted, calm of spirit that recreates and the storm raging. Unfathomable mystery, sweet and strong, severe and serious harmony;  God holds for me obtain as funereal lyricism, honor of blood, flower of abyss, mourning and glory of death.

 On this black river of profane existence, the austere and serious truth shines like the silence of the stars above the terrible crash of the waves. And I was subjected to unspeakable proof within those sacred walls, in the stately courtyard of the temple. ¡ How many memories! ¡ That fold her golden wing afternoon in a vacuum, that come to my mind for the good of my readers those esoteric reminiscences, the stars twinkle, tell me many things the secret nocturnal birds!

 And in that courtyard of mysteries, one LADY ADEPT after so many awful and terrible proofs in a big way, taught me ominously, the stark and horrible figure of death; Bony skull between his two crossed quills ...

 Let me live a little more ... I am working for suffering humanity ... I will pay everything by sacrificing me for the great orphan. Have pity for me. "If you had not been prepared you would die in the presence of this figure." This was the answer and then came a terrifying silence.

 I, vile worm in the mud of the earth, standing next to one of these solemn undefeated columns of the sanctuary ... Alas !, Tremendous memories came to my mind ... was tucked into the Sacred Order of Tibet, but this was not new to me, I remembered that I had once been there in the same place standing next to the same worshiped  column. In the courtyard, around the sacred table, a group of NIRVANAKAYAS sat ... those ineffable beings exuded happiness.

¡ What a beautiful robes, vestments of paradise, what faces so divine!, it is obviously not lacking among them  some SAMBOGAKAYAS, which as we know have three more than the NIRVANAKAYA perfections.

 Allow me to say a few words ... I come at this moment to the memory of other times;  many centuries ago I was standing here in this same place and with this column  "If you had not been here before, 'he answered one venerable old man would not have returned to knock on the doors of this temple."  I walked a few steps retreating column to stand reverently before the table of the saints; the old man who had taken the word in the name of all the chosen ones, stood up to make me some just recriminations.

¡ What a face so majestic, like a living Christ, in his eyes reflected many cosmic days and nights, his sacred beard was a living representation of the universal verb of life and his immaculate hair falling over his ineffable shoulders reminded us of the ancient of the days of the Hebraic Kabbalah!

 He spoke and said terrible things; He mentioned a woman I had met after the submergence of the old continent Atlantis. Do you remember such whatshisname? "Yes venerable Master, I do remember her; it is clear that I had failed by cause of her in ancient times." Do you remember so and so? "Yes Venerable Master, I remember her, then came to my mind the living memory of a Tibetan queen. In Central Asia, in the same heart of the Himalayas, aside from Tibet there was a wonderful kingdom and about a thousand years ago. The people of this ancient country were the result of were result of an ARIA-ATLANTIS mix.

 All esoteric knows very well that the first sub-race of our current fifth root race flourished in Central Asia. I lived in that old country and knew the queen said to the Master that reminded me as in recriminate way. She came to me when I was a priest of the Sacred Order of Tibet.Was suffering the unhappy and told me her tragedies.  The monarch, her husband was in love with another woman and it is natural that the unfortunate queen had fallen into despair. I wanted to help, I did what I can for her but I made serious mistakes.

 Assault the minds of others is a crime and it would be absurd to deny my own mistakes, I used the psychic powers in clearly negative form and even made the mistake of receiving some money. The royal treasury paid me the sum, to expense accounts Queen. The husband left the concubine, king and queen were reconciled for the good of that country.

 Apparently I did well, but remember the words of the Master EL MORYA: "Among the cadences of verse crime also hides." Highlights clearly understand that fell into the absurd, I made stupid things and for that reason despite being a twice-born was severely punished. There was the elder reminding me of all these things and it is clear that my moral pain was awful greatly.

 "Did you welcome the Order of the Garter?". Yes venerable Master, I welcomed me to her, was my answer. How can I deny it?  The look of that most sacred elder pierced my heart, impossible to hide before the divinity. Then I remembered that old personality I had in the old Rome. I was entrusted with the mission to establish a strong scenario for the fourth sub-race of the fifth root race and then used the human personality, Julius Caesar. I formed the Great Roman Empire, I beat me like a lion in Gaul and everyone knows that I was assassinated by Brutus, the traitor.

 I had no need to welcome me to the Order of the Garter, the secret laws of the Great Universal Life would have helped me anyway without the said, Roman institution. After these recriminations I felt ashamed of myself, distressed and aching heart.

 A Lady-Adept disguised in the garb of ritual executioner, moved resolutely toward me with the sacred whip wielded in his right, immediately I understood that I should go through the evangelical flagellation. I walked toward the interior of the temple, slowly ... along that ancient archaic courtyard surrounded by walls.  Go dead!  Go dead! Die! exclaimed the Lady at time that really whipping me with the sacred whip.

 Yes, that's what I want, die, die, die; and those lashes instead of producing that awful pain of torture came to me as if they were electric rays, be of benefit to I was, because I felt in my heart that those entities that constitute the pluralized ego, were dejected of death.

It is written that HORUS must overcome and destroy the demons of SETH (Satan) so that the soul resurrect again in the heart of OSIRIS (Christ)

 Clearly, true, pathetic that after returning to the second birth, needed to die in itself, here and now. This is not the ordinary death of the profaners of life that infuses great terror to the vulgar beings. To those crowds that populate the face of the earth.

 Certainly this is the INITIATIC and PHILISOPHICAL death which referred Giordano Bruno writing:”Coloro Che Filosofano Dirittamente Intendono a Morire”.

 This is the death of SETH, the MYSELF, the SELF, so worshiped by many sincerely mistaken.

 They have already spent many years of my life and I have never been able to forget this Cosmic event occurred in the heart of the Himalayas. Today I'm dead, I worked intensely with the help of my sacred serpent, and the red demons have been defeated.

 Great it was the struggle but managed the INICIATIC death. The road is bitter more than bile. Many are called but few are chosen. The path of life is formed with the tracks of the hooves of death.

 I needed to dissolve the EGO, die, yes, and now speak because...