- In the Saturnian hells I had to capture and destroy infrahuman passionate elements, deeply submerged in my own unconscious abysses. Around that time of my current existence, I was incessantly attacked in the dark Tartarus. The followers of evil Atlantic magic resolved to fight me with unprecedented ferocity and I had to defend myself valiantly. Adorable nubile ladies; malignant beauty, exquisitely dangerous, they besieged me everywhere. I defeated in bloody battles the king of the Bistonians, the Knights of the Black Grail, to Klinsor, the animal ego. Finished the Saturnine work in the Abode of Pluto, I was then transported in the Eidolon to the "Solar Earth" of the Hyperboreans. In the glorious vestibule of the Sancta Sactorum, before the seated royal beings, I had to answer certain questions. The Holy Gods took note in a great book. In those mystical moments, some remembrances arose in the entire presence of my cosmic Being. Ah! I had been there before and in the same holy place, before the Venerable Thrones, many hundred thousand years ago, at the time of the continent Mu or Lemuria. Now I returned victorious after having suffered much. Oh! Oh! Oh!... Having fulfilled the essential esoteric requirements, I left the vestibule and entered the Temple. And I saw Thrones and they sat down... The Angels of Death came and went here, there and everywhere... Divine people arrived at the Temple; they came from various places on the Enchanted Island located at the end of the World... "Thule ultima a sole nomen habens". The skeletal figure of the God of Death on the dais of the Sanctuary weighed my heart on the scales of Cosmic Justice, before the Divine Humanity... That verb of power before the brilliant beings dressed in the glorious bodies of Kam-Ur declared to me "Dead". On the platform of the Sanctuary a symbolic coffin was seen, inside which my corpse appeared. This is how I returned to the sky of Saturn, to Para-nirvana, the abode of the Thrones; after passing through the skies of Moon, Mercury, Venus, Sun, Mars, and Jupiter. This is how I conquered the hierarchical status that I had once lost, when I made the serious mistake of eating the golden apples of the Garden of the Hesperides. Later I went through the Death Ceremony. Returning home I found something unusual. I saw funeral posters on the walls of my mansion, announcing my death and inviting to my funeral. When I crossed the threshold I found with mystical astonishment a very beautiful white coffin. It is obvious that my corpse lay inside that funeral box, completely cold and inert. Many relatives and mourners around that coffin wept and sobbed bitterly. Delicious flowers embalmed the atmosphere of that room with their aroma. I approached my mother who at that moment was wiping her tears with a handkerchief. I kissed her hands with infinite love and exclaimed: “Thank you, oh mother!, for the physical body you gave me; That vehicle was very useful to me; it was certainly a marvelous instrument; but everything in life has a beginning and an end” When I left that planetary abode, I happily resolved to float within the Aura of the Universe. I saw myself as a child, without an ego, devoid of the subjective elements of perceptions. My little children's shoes did not seem very beautiful to me, for a moment I wanted to take them off, but then I said to myself: “He will dress me as he wants”. In the absence of the mortifying intellect that makes no one happy, only the purest feeling existed in me. And when I remembered my old father and my brother German, I said to myself: they already died... And remembering all those mourners that I left in the painful valley of Samsara, I exclaimed: Family? Which one? I no longer have a family. Feeling absolutely disembodied, I went away with the intention of reaching a remote place where I should help others. In such moments of mystical enchantment I said to myself: I will not take on a physical body for a long time. Later I felt that the silver cord, the famous Antahkarana, the Thread of Life had not yet been broken; then I had to return to the physical body to continue with the hard struggle of each moment.
- Digging within the deep entrails of the underworld, working intensely in the "Ninth sphere", I searched with infinite longing for the Treasure of Heaven; the "Golden Fleece" of the ancients. The sons of Minos, the Adepts of the Left Hand, the usual Levites, furiously attacked me incessantly in the terrifying Neptunian abysses. One night, no matter now the date or the day or the time, I was transported to the castle of Klinsor, located exactly in Salamanca, Spain. What he then saw in the gloomy abode of those harpies was certainly horrifying. Sinister witches of left covens, tenebrous, attacked me many times inside the interior of the castle; but I bravely defended myself with the flaming sword. My old friend, the Angel Adonai -who in these times has a physical body-, had to accompany me on this adventure. The lucubrations of those great seers of the astral who were called alchemists, kabbalists, occultists, etc. were not in vain, no. What we now saw inside this den was truly frightening. Many times have I drawn my flaming sword to cast flames upon the fatal abode of the Necromancer Klinsor. In an unusual way, Adonai and I approached some witches who were arranging the table for the feast. In vain I pierced the chest of one of those witches with my sword; she remained impassive; unquestionably she was awake in evil and for evil. It is obvious that I wanted to rain fire from the sky on that horrendous quarterdeck. I made supreme efforts; I felt faint; In those moments the Angel Adonai approached the window of my eyes to see what was happening inside myself. Imagine for a moment any person stopping at the window of a house, to look through the glass and see what happens inside it. It is ostensible that the eyes are the windows of the soul and the Angels of heaven can see through those crystals what happens inside each one of us. Having made the singular observation, Adonai withdrew satisfied; my own inner castle; Klinsor's abode, had been incinerated with the intimate fire. Each one of us takes inside the alcazar of left covens; this is never ignored by the Mahatmas. After completing the esoteric works in the Hells of Uranus and Neptune, successively, I then had to ascend to the Empyrean, the Region of the Seraphim, creatures of love, direct expressions of unity.
- I had to qualify the eight initiations, very hard work, one year for each initiation. Experiencing now in eight years the entire book of the Patriarch Job; pay Neptune's Tithes before the resurrection. One night, after a cosmic party that was celebrated in my honor, on the occasion of having been well qualified in the First Initiation, I was duly instructed. -You will have to pay for the crime of having murdered the God Mercury, I was told. -Forgive me that Karma. -That has no forgiveness and can only be paid by working on the Moon. Then I saw how the Moon in each work would get closer and closer to the planet Mercury, until finally mixing with it. My Real Intimate Being, the God Mercury, Shiva, my Monad, approaching me told me: “You will have to use the boots of the God Mercury”; afterwards he put me in such boots. Sensational, extraordinary was that moment for me when the Grand Hierophant of the Temple showed me a sports field. -Look! He told me, you turned the Temple of Mercury into a sports field. Certainly we all murdered Hiram (the Mercury God, our Monad), when we ate the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden... That is why we were warned: "If you eat that fruit you will die". Later the road became frighteningly difficult and I had to suffer intensely. It is obvious that the path of the razor's edge is absolutely sexual; you know it. -My son! you have to patiently suffer the consequences of your mistakes", exclaimed my Divine Mother Kundalini. Another night full of pain, my Mother exclaims with a loud voice saying: -My son! You have changed me there in the physical world for other women. "That was in the past, my mother, now I'm not changing you for anyone. -You have changed me for other women. -Past is past, what matters is the present; I live from moment to moment; I'm wrong to argue with you. -Past, present or future, you are the same... -You are right, my mother. (How to deny then, that I had turned the Temple of Mercury into a sports field?)
- I went on vacation to the Port of Acapulco on the Pacific coast, Mexico, I had to be instructed about the stigmatization of the Astral Body. Outside the physical body, a holy monk, a hermit tried to pierce the palms of my hands with the purpose of stigmatizing me. In moments in which that cenobite hit the nail to pierce my hands, divine rays shot out. In those moments I prayed to my Father who is in secret, asking him for help. The prayer came to the Lord. It is unquestionable that in the initiation he had received such stigmas but in symbolic form. On Resurrection Mountain I had to form them, make them in the forge of the Cyclopes. The anchorite led me to the Gnostic Church; Shiva, my Divine Monad walked together. Inside the Temple I saw an Androgynous Religious, dressed in a purple tunic, next to the Baptismal Font. -He is very strong and responds very well, but he needs to better comply with the Sacrament of the Church of love -said the Mahatma addressing my Monad. Resurrection is not possible without having previously formed the stigmata of the Adorable in the Astral Body. Thus I myself formed my stigmata. This is how the mystics of all times have formed them.
- In the case of the archaic mysteries, it is not superfluous to say that these were always celebrated in august stately temples. When I crossed the threshold of that Mu temple, where I was once instructed in the Mysteries of the Ascension of the Lord, with infinite humility I requested from the Hierophant some services that were granted to me. Painful feelings tore at my soul when I was subjected to the torture of detachment. Those ladies of august times bound to me by the law of Karma, with broken hearts awaited me in hell. All those tempting beauties, dangerously beautiful felt fully entitled to me. For better or worse, those terribly delicious females had been my wives in previous incarnations, as a natural consequence of the Great Rebellion and the angelic fall. Once the esoteric works in the Hells of the Planet Pluto were concluded, I then had to erect columns. That cosmic-human event was preceded by the disincarnation of my priestess wife Litelantes. Unquestionably, she herself was certainly the only karmic link that I had left in this painful valley of samsara. I saw her walk away from his emaciated Lemurian vehicle certainly dressed in rigorous mourning. Then I received as a wife a great Initiate; I want to refer emphatically to the other half of the apple, to my original particular Eva. In the middle of the feast table I was, happily accompanied by the new wife and many High Priests. Litelantes then crossed the threshold of the royal room; She came disembodied to witness the party. So!... Oh Gods! It was how I restored the Second Logos, the Cosmic Christ in the Sanctuary of my Soul.
- The intrepid descent to the old Tartarus of the eleventh planet of our solar system became urgent, unpostponed, before the ascent to the Father (the First Logos). Abrupt, broken and uneven descending path fatally led me to the horrendous darkness of the city of Dite. My "Nereo" or better we would say my "Guruji", Master or guide, patiently taught me all the dangers. And it was certainly in those horrifying abysses of pain, on that planet that is beyond the orbit of Pluto, that I found Antaeus, the enormous giant more frightening than the enormous Briareus. Antaeus, allegorical character, representative Titan of the abysmal "Dark Hordes". Fought very bloody battles against the demons of the city of Dite; Lucifer-Prometheus had to be freed. I saw the iron door of the ghastly dungeon open; The guard gave way to him. Lucifer is the Guardian of the Door and of the keys of the Sanctuary, so that only the anointed ones who possess the secret of Hermes enter it.
- Concluding the works in the underworld, I ascended victoriously to the Father. It is obvious that this mystical momentous event could in no way go unnoticed. That cosmic event then celebrated with infinite joy in the Sancta. In a splendid throne, seated before the august brotherhood, I felt completely transformed. In those unspeakable moments the "Ancient of the Days" my "Father who is in Secret", the "Goodness of Goodness", the "Hidden of the Hidden", the "Mercy of Mercies", the "Kether of the Kabbalah Hebrew" shone within me; it definitively crystallized in all the presence of my Being. In such moments the Brothers of the Universal White Fraternity contemplated me with infinite veneration... my face assumed the aspect of old age... Undoubtedly I had achieved crystallize in the various parts of my Being, the Three Primary Forces of the Universe.
- Unquestionably, our resplendent Solar System of Ors has twelve planets and this reminds us of the twelve saviors. It is clear and evident that the final work must always be done on the twelfth planet of the Solar Family. Naturally I could only accomplish this task with the consent of Hades or Pluto himself and with the help of Hermes and Minerva at the same time... (sex-yoga and wisdom).With infinite veneration crossed the threshold of the Temple; I yearned for the final liberation... In the walled courtyard of the priests the spermatic waters of the sacred pool shone gloriously. The initiatory lake of the representation of the ancient mysteries, eternal scene of every Temple, could not be missing there. What I asked for in that Lemurian Sancta then, was unquestionably granted to me. My work began with the descent into Tartarus on that planet Twelve of our solar system. Three delicious females, dangerously beautiful, in vain appealed to all their irresistible charms. Provocative devils fought until the unspeakable, they wanted to make me fall, but I knew how to control myself. The zodiacal sign of Scorpio unleashed all its passionate ardors in my creative organs, however I won all the battles against myself. Completely taking possession of the Tricipite dog without any weapon, in fact means absolute control over sex. When I became the owner of such a dog, I ascended victoriously from the bottom of the black and horrible precipice. When this mystical event occurred, I happily entered a small sanctuary of the Sacred Absolute Sun. This is how I was able to return to the bosom of the Sacred Solar Absolute; however I continued with the lemur physical body living for thousands of years. I became one more stone of the "Guardian Wall". This wall is formed by the Masters of compassion, those who renounced all happiness for love of humanity.
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