PREFACE

                                                           By the Master: GARGHA KUICHINES

Through this work, the advanced Gnostic students, the occultists of the higher schools, the advanced religious, the path of liberation that they make known in written work for the first time in life.

The primary gnostic teaching leads us to the knowledge of the physical body, the mortal soul and the immortal spirit. Knowing our body we know in which vehicle we walk and who commands and governs in it; we understand that we can improve it and improve its owner, we realize that whoever manages the body is the soul and that this is the result or consequence of the pilgrimage of the spirit in matter, we call it a sentient soul because it is the product of senses and consciousness because it is lived knowledge and hence the name of conscience; we are taught to convert the mortal soul into the immortal soul.

The conscience that is our soul that is bottled we can take it out from the bottle by three factors that revolutionize it: DIE, BORN, SACRIFICE, since she is asleep, locked in among thousands of vices, manias and defects that as undesirable ballast we carry with us. We must liberate the soul and the Prometheus God, the one who paints Greek mythology, tied to a rock and a vulture devouring his belly, so we have our Father (beloved) tied to the living rock of matter, unable to manifest.

When we destroy our faults (die), we improve our body, because we cleanse our physical senses, our informants, they purify themselves, they see reality with clarity. The bright one is pure when it has no stain, it also happens with our body, when we remove the defects.

To be born we use men and women, our seeds , every birth depends on the creative energy, when we take advantage of it in our favor other vehicles or bodies are born in us (vital, astral, mental and of the will), these vehicles increase our cognitive capacity and enable us to higher, transcendental study.

Only the superior man is capable of sacrificing himself for his fellowmen, only thus does man understand the first commandment of the law of God "Love God above all things and your neighbor as yourself".

When we have traveled through this knowledge, we are in a position to climb the first mountain that the Master speaks of in this treaty: the one of INITIATION ; the second mountain is that of the RESURRECTION , the manifestation of the Divine Monad in us, the incarnation of the third Logos, in these conditions we are children of the resurrection, the bodies of sins disappear and man is a son of himself; The third mountain is that of the ASCENSION as its name indicates it leads us to the ABSOLUTE, totally liberated.

Each of these mountains have their own initiations.

The wisdom of transmutation is multiple, through it we unravel the most complicated mysteries, for example that of the SACRED COW , which is our individual Kundalini mother, the Holy Spirit in us; JUPITER and his COW form the Divine Inner Couple of each creature. This knowledge is received by the soul of each reader, it does not matter that the sleeping senses do not understand it (at the moment), but if they persevere in these studies, they will be able to understand in their time, in the same way as the child in due time he will know the mysteries of his coming to the world; thus he will know in his time that the Kundalini is the flame of love, erotic fire, divine fire, our igneous serpent.

To Students are told about the Philosopher's Stone, in time they will know that Philosopher's Stone is the SEX, which when we know it thoroughly transforms us radically. Semen (our seed) is a living entity at our service, learning to use it, and dissolving the PSYCHOLOGICAL EGO, the Coagule that the ancient alchemists talked about.

About the SOLOMON CLAVICLE that is the dissolution of the PSYCHOLOGICAL “I” this is the ego, to avoid that the different magnetic centers: INTELLECT, MOTION, EMOTIONAL, and INSTINCTIVE, steal the Hydrogen B 12 to the SEXUAL CENTER, work of the defects that live in the living temple (our physical body), we must expel those defects, as taught to us by the SON OF MAN, who trade with us; When we avoid this robbery in an integral way, the King of Creation is born , the authentic man.

THELEMA. The creative will is the instrument that turns the vile metals into GOLD, that is, the bad into good, the defects into powers (the opposite side of a defect is a power), we must convert: laziness into diligence, cowardice into courage, the lie in truth, fornication in chastity, lust in temperance, hatred in love.

In the Essenes Gospels of John, which only now is knowing Christianity, the Gentiles (the externals) asked him: Master, what are the laws of life? And Jesus answered (sitting in their midst): truly I tell you no one will can be happy except the one who follows the Law, and the others answered "We all fulfill the laws of Moses, our lawgiver, just as they are written in the Holy Scriptures "And Jesus answered them:" Do not look for the Law in your scriptures, because the law is divine while the scriptures are death. "Truly I tell you that Moses did not receive the written laws of God, but in a living word.

The law is the living word of the living GOD (the Intimate) for living prophets. For living men (resurrect). In everything that has life the law is written, but seek it mainly in yourselves. "For truly I say to you, all living things are closer to God than the scriptures that lack Life."

These teachings lead us to our blessed RAM-IO, "The Virgin Mother, daughter of your son", as we read it, said by DANTE in a poetic way, she appears in the Drama of our life and helps us to remove our defects. Those that hide stealthily in our different states of consciousness. Gold is tried with fire and virtue with temptation, that is why we must exterminate our defects and our Blessed Mother plays an important role in this work.

The COSMIC postman (SAMAEL) has told to his free enemies, in his eagerness not to set controversy the following: "Do not bother about my humble person ", but you can see that his detractors do not accept it, since they have continued attacking him; Now he has told the members of the MGCU, why are you visiting a messenger? For what visits to a messenger? We know that this brings confusion among the Gnostic ranks, but hear us well, an immortal messenger, who gives us bread wheat, food for the spirit, very few times we have to hear and feel it in our life; We must keep respectful silence at your request.

These teachings, from the Fifth Gospel, are written for the sixth and seventh race of our planet earth and for all those who now want to live and enjoy the wisdom of tomorrow so that they know how to defend themselves from the combats of this terrible storm in which the human species succumbs.

                                                          FOUR WORDS TO THE READER

Without wishing in any way to injure sensitive susceptibilities, we must emphasize the basic idea that in the cultural - spiritual environment of contemporary humanity, various venerable institutions coexist, who very sincerely believe they know the secret path and yet do not know it.

Permit me the freedom to say with great solemnity that we do not want to make destructive criticism; WE EMPHASIZE, and it is ostensible that this is not a crime.

Obviously, and for a simple and very profound respect towards our fellowmen, we would never speak against any mystical institution.

No human element could be criticized for not knowing something that has never been taught. The secret path has never been publicly unveiled.

In strictly Socratic terms, we would say that many scholars who pretend to know thoroughly the Path of the Razor's Edge, not only ignore, but also ignore that they ignore.

Not wanting to indicate or point out spiritual organizations of any kind and without the intention of hurt anyone, we will simply say that the illustrated ignorant not only does not know, but also does not know that he does not know.

In all the sacred books of antiquity an allusion is made to the secret path, it is mentioned, it is named in many verses, but people do not know it.

To reveal, to indicate, to teach the esoteric path that leads to final liberation, is certainly the purpose of this work that you have in your hands, dear reader. This is one more book of the Fifth Gospel.

Goethe, the great German initiate, said: "Every theory is gray and only the tree of golden fruits, which is life, is green."

Transcendental experiences are certainly what we deliver in this treated: what we know, what we have experienced directly.

Cannot be postponed to trace the road maps, indicate each step accurately, point out the dangers, etc., etc., etc.

Some time ago the guardians of the Holy Sepulcher told me: "We know that you are going away, more before you leave, you must leave humanity the maps of the way and your words".

I answered saying: "that will be what I will do". Since then I have solemnly undertaken to write this book.

THE AUTHOR.

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                                                                            MY CHILDHOOD

It is good to solemnly assert that I was born with enormous spiritual anxieties; denying it would be absurd.

Although to many it seems something unusual and incredible, the concrete fact that there is someone in the world who can fully remember the totality of his existence, including even his own event of birth, I want to assert that I am one of those.

After all the usual birth processes, very clean and beautifully dressed, I was deliciously placed in the maternal bed with my mother...

A certain very kind giant, approaching that sacred bed, smiling sweetly, he contemplated me, he was my father.

Needless to say clearly and unambiguously, that in the dawn of any existence we walk originally on four legs, then two and finally three. Obviously the last one is the staff of the elders.

My case in no way could be an exception to the general rule. When I was eleven months old I wanted to walk and it is evident that I did it, holding myself firmly on my two feet.

I still fully remember that wonderful moment when, clasping my hands over my head, I solemnly made the Masonic sign of help: "ELAI B" NE AL'MANAH ".

And since I still have not lost my capacity for amazement, I must say that what happened then seemed wonderful to me. To walk for the first time with the body that Mother Nature has given to you, is beyond all doubt an extraordinary prodigy.

Very serenely I went to the old window from which I could clearly see the colorful group of people here, there, or yonder, appearing or disappearing in the picturesque alley of my town.

To hold on to the bars of such an ancient window was for me the first adventure; fortunately, my father - a very prudent man - conjuring up with anticipation any danger, had placed a wire mesh on the balustrade, so that I would not fall on the street.

Very old window of a high floor! How I remember it! Old centennial mansion where I took my first steps...

Certainly at that delightful age, I loved the lovely toys that children have fun with, but this in no way interfered with my meditation practices.

For those first years of life in which one learns to walk, I used to sit in the oriental style to meditate...

Then I studied retrospectively my past reincarnations and it is obvious that many people from ancient times visited me.

When the ineffable ecstasy ended and I returned to the ordinary normal state, I watched with pain the ancient walls of that centenary paternal house, where I seemed, despite my age, a strange cenobite...

How small I felt before those rough walls! I cried ... Yes! like the children cry ...

I lamented saying: Again in a new physical body! How painful life is! Oh! Oh! Oh!...

In those precise moments always came my good mother with the purpose of helping me, while exclaiming: "The child is hungry, he is thirsty," etc., etc., etc.

I have never been able to forget those moments in which I ran happily through the ancient and noble runners of my house...

Then I had unusual cases of transcendent metaphysics: my father called me from the threshold of his bedroom; I saw him in sleep clothes and when I tried to get close to him, he vanished losing himself in the unknown dimension...

However, I sincerely confess that these types of psychic phenomena were very familiar to me. He simply went into his bedroom and when I verified directly that his physical body lay asleep among the perfumed mahogany bed, I told myself the following: Ah! what happens is that my father's soul is outside because his body is currently sleeping.

At that time the silent cinema began and many people gathered in the public square during the night, to distract themselves watching outdoor movies on the rudimentary screen: a well-tempered sheet, stuck in two properly spaced poles...

I had a very different cinema at home: I locked myself in a dark bedroom and look at the wall. After a few moments of spontaneous and pure concentration, the wall was splendidly illuminated as if it were a multidimensional screen, the walls disappearing definitively; emerging from the infinite space, living landscapes of the great nature, playful gnomes, aerial sylphs, fire salamanders, undines of the waters, nereids of the immense sea, happy creatures that played with me, beings infinitely happy.

My cinema was not mute, nor was he needed Rodolfo Valentino, or the famous White Kitten of the Times gone.

My cinema was also sonorous and all the creatures that appeared on my special screen sang or spoke in the pure Orto of the divine primitive language, which like a golden river runs under the thick forest of the sun.

Later, as the family multiplied, I invited my innocent little brothers and they shared with me this unparalleled joy, serenely looking at the astral figures in the extraordinary wall of my dark bedroom...

I was always a worshiper of the Sun and at dawn and dusk I climbed on the roof of my dwelling and sitting in the oriental style like a childish yogi, on the clay tiles, I watched the sun king in a state of ecstasy, plunging myself into deep meditation: good scares my noble mother took seeing me walk on the abode...

Whenever my old father opened the old wardrobe door, I felt as if he were going to give me that singular jacket or purple coat with golden buttons...

Old chivalrous garment that he would use with elegance in that my old reincarnation in which my name was Simeon Bleler; Sometimes it occurred to me that swords and foils from ancient times could also be stored in that old closet.

I do not know if my father understood me; I thought maybe he could give me objects from that ancestor existence; the old man looked at me and instead of such clothes he gave me a wagon to play with; toy of innocents joys in my childhood ...