CHAPTER VII:
MEDITATION
Having broken through the walls of the intellect and grown weary of so many complicated and difficult theories, I resolved to travel to the tropical shores of the Caribbean Sea...
Far away, seated like a hermit of ages past beneath the silent shade of a solitary tree, I resolved to lay to rest that troublesome retinue of vain rationalism...
With a blank mind, starting from absolute zero and immersed in deep meditation, I sought the Secret Master within myself...
I confess—frankly and with utter sincerity—that I took very seriously that phrase from the testament of ancient wisdom which reads: "Before the false dawn broke over the Earth, those who survived the hurricane and the storm praised the INTIMATE, and to them appeared the heralds of the dawn."
Obviously, I was seeking the INTIMATE; I adored Him in the secrecy of meditation and I adored him amidst the secrecy of meditation; I worshipped him......
I knew that I would find Him within myself, in the unknown recesses of my soul, and the results were not long in coming...
Later on, I had to leave the sandy beach to take refuge in other lands and places...
Yet, wherever I went, I continued my meditation practices; lying on my bed or on the hard floor, I would position myself in the form of the Flaming Star—arms and legs spread wide to the right and left—with my body completely relaxed...
I would close my eyes so that nothing of the world could distract me; then, I would inebriate myself with the wine of meditation with the cup of perfect concentration.
Undoubtedly, as I intensified my practices, I felt that I was truly drawing closer to the INTIMATE...
The vanities of the world held no interest for me; I knew full well that all things in this valley of tears are perishable...
The INTIMATE ONE—and His instantaneous, secret responses—was the only thing that truly interested me.
There are extraordinary cosmic festivals that can never be forgotten; both Divine and human beings know this well...
As I write these lines, the pleasant dawn of a blissful day comes to mind...
From the inner garden of my abode—outside the planetary body—kneeling humbly and crying out with a loud voice, I called upon the INTIMATE ONE...
The Blessed One crossed the threshold of my dwelling; I saw Him approaching me with a triumphant stride...
Clad in exquisite gossamer and an ineffable white tunic, the Adorable One came to me; I gazed upon Him in bliss...
Upon His celestial head shone the splendid crown of the Hierophants; His entire body was made of the very essence of happiness...
In His right hand gleamed all those precious gems spoken of in the Apocalypse of Saint John...
The Lord grasped with great firmness the Rod of Mercury—the scepter of kings, the staff of the Patriarchs...
Taking me in His arms, the Venerable One sang with a heavenly voice, saying things that earthly beings are not granted the capacity to understand...
The Lord of Perfections then bore me to the planet Venus, far removed from the bitterness of this world...
Thus did I draw near to the INTIMUS via the secret path of deep inner meditation; now I speak, for...
CHAPTER VIII
STATES OF JINAS
It is therefore the case that spending my life in so many occupations, I nevertheless had to thoroughly investigate the “JINAS” states.
Look, Ladies and gentlemen, if it was right that the reasons for this chapter admired and made us happy when we were able to directly experience the real existence of lands and people “JINAS”.
“It will be surprising that in the first third of the 18th century, when the superstitious Philips no longer reigned, Don Juan de Mur and Aguirre himself, formerly Governor of San Marcos de Arichoa in Peru, blindly believed in the existence of multiple mysterious islands throughout the seas of the world.”
“This was due to the fact that from La Gomera and La Palma they sent more or less fantastic reports to the General and the Royal Court about the repeated appearances of the dreamed-of islands, reports that produced – says Viera – new attacks of fever of the marvelous in their minds, moving them to attempt for the fourth time the discovery of the NON-TRABADA island.”
“The truth is that NON-TRABADA or UNDERCOVER has not been seen again by mortals from the 18th century to date, because the aggressive skepticism that has been reigning in the world since the Encyclopedia deserves nothing more than that the veil of Maya, which covers such mysterious ethereal or fourth-dimensional ones, become thicker and denser.”
"The NON.TRABADA or UNDERCOVER island, more generally known as San Borondón," says Benítez in his History of the Canary Islands, "is one of those enchanted countries that have worried moderns, just as much as the Golden Fleece did to the ancients. And by faith they had powerful reasons for this, because, indeed, from the islands of La Palma, Gomera and Hierro, one used to see the W.S.W. of the first and the W.N.W., from the last one, running in a direction N. to S.; mountainous land that, according to the most generally accepted calculation, would be 40 leagues from La Palma, and that could be – we do not know how it would be measured – about 87 leagues long by 28 wide, and that, since it was sometimes seen from the southwest of Tenerife, it could be at 28° and a few minutes of North latitude.
"On April 3, 1570, Dr. Hernán Pérez de Grado, First Regent of the Audiencia of the Canary Islands, issued a provision entrusted to the islands of Palma, Gomera and Hierro; so that they could make an exact inquiry with as many people as had observed the appearance of such a land, or who, through any other means, had proof of its existence."
“By virtue of such information, he deposed on La Palma the Portuguese pilot Pedro Vello, a native of Setúbal, who said that, due to a storm, he landed on the island NON-TRABADA with two of his luggage, and there he contemplated such and such wonders (extraordinary phenomena, footprints of giants, etc.).” “Then, at dawn, the sky became cloudy, the hurricane blew horribly, and he, fearing to lose his ship, returned on board more than quickly.”
"At the moment of setting sail, they lost sight of the land, and after it ceased they tried to return to it, finding it impossible from every point of view to discover it, so they were very upset, especially by two men from the crew who had been abandoned in the thick of the jungle."
This true “JINAS” story, which is represented here at your mercy, is taken verbatim from old chronicles...
Ancient traditions – certainly very respectable – say that during the Golden Age of Latium and Liguria, the Divine King JANUS or SATURN, (IAO BACUS, JEHOVAH) reigned over those holy people, all Aryan tribes, although from very different times and origins. Then, as in the same era of the Hebrew people, it could be said that “JINAS” and men lived happily together.
"JANA"—also known as YANA, GNANA, or GNOSIS—is nothing less than the science of "JANUS," that is, the science of Initiatic Knowledge; the science of ENOICHION, or the Seer. The variations of this name are numerous, with a version existing in every language—such as JAN, CHHAN or KAN, DAN, DZAN, D'JAN, JAIN, JIAN, IOAN, KWAN, SWAN, THANOS, or THOAN—all equivalent to the most sublime conception of a "PLANETARY SPIRIT" (the Regent of Saturn), a NAZADA, a KABIR in the fullest sense of the word.
To me, the science of the "JINAS" is not a matter of opinion but an established truth; if you wish for me to demonstrate this through lived experience, listen patiently to the following account:
I had seen the autumn leaves fall thirty times in my current incarnation when I came to work consciously and positively with the Doctrine of the JINAS—or of JANUS.
One wondrous night, LITELANTES, my Priestess-Wife, extended a sublime invitation to me...
I was resting in the nuptial bed, my body relaxed and lying face up (in the dorsal decubitus position).
I must assert, with a certain solemnity and for the sake of the Great Cause, that in those moments I was in a state of alert novelty and alert perception.
I dozed alertly, yet attentive and vigilant like a sentry in wartime; obviously, I yearned with infinite thirst for something extraordinary.
After the customary invocations, I felt as though another human being were settling upon my relaxed body—specifically upon the blankets that were delightfully shielding me from the night's chill.
Unquestionably, it was LITELANTES; I recognized her voice when she vehemently called me by my first name...
"Come!" she said to me. "Come!" And so—I, who had awaited this moment with infinite longing—rose hastily from my bed.
It is patently obvious that, by rising with such assistance, I actually crossed the barrier of the speed of light, finding myself standing beside the bed of the penitent and anchorite, with my physical body fully immersed within the fourth dimension.
Any sincere Gnostic could certainly do the same if, just as they began to drift off to sleep, they concentrated intensely on their own particular, individual Divine Mother Nature...
A very special magical formula is as follows:
“I BELIEVE IN GOD,
I BELIEVE IN MY MOTHER NATURE,
AND I BELIEVE IN WHITE MAGIC;
MY MOTHER, TAKE ME WITH MY BODY.
AMEN.”
This prayer is recited thousands of times when one wishes to fall asleep; however, one should not forget the common saying:“Pray to God, but keep hammering away.” Or “God helps those who help themselves.”
When you are lightly drowsy, rise from your bed while making your supplication, and then leap with the intention of floating in the surrounding air; have faith the size of a mustard seed, and you shall move mountains.
If you do not succeed in floating, get back into bed and repeat the experiment.
Many succeed immediately, while others take months or even years to gain entry into the “Jinas” paradises...
After this brief but important digression intended to offer guidance, let us continue with our story.
I left my room with a firm, resolute step, crossed a small courtyard, and headed out into the street.
Yielding the way to me with great reverence, a group of very elderly ladies bowed respectfully before my insignificant self—. I acknowledged this special courtesy with gratitude.
I left the city, followed very closely by that group of "JINAS" people; I headed toward the nearby mountains.
I felt as though I had plunged into a remote, ancient *sub-lunar* past; I realized I had entered the lower cosmos...
I was subjected to tests of courage, made to cross over deep precipices...
Floating in the atmosphere of the fourth dimension, accompanied by Litelantes and the entire retinue of "JINAS" people, I crossed the stormy ocean and arrived at a certain secret place in old Europe...
I boldly entered a certain castle, where I gazed in astonishment at a strange symbol beneath which stood a crucifix...
The return to my dwelling was relatively easy, for it is a law in the fourth dimension that everything returns to its original starting point.
Litelantes and I discussed all this quite joyfully; we had obviously achieved a marvelous triumph.
Days later, we continued with these experiments; we learned to bring the physical body into the higher cosmos...
Today, through direct experience, we know that with the help of the Divine Mother Kundalini, we can place the physical body in a "JINAS" state in order to travel through the cosmos above.
CHAPTER IX:
THE DIONYSIAN WAVE
Unquestionably, Mammon and Dionysus—being incompatible in both form and content—could never be reconciled.
In an axiomatic, irrefutable manner, we can—and indeed must—define Mammon with two terms:
a.) Intellectualism.
b.) Money (gold, riches).
Correctly, and in a decisive and definitive way, it is essential to define Dionysus thus:
a.) Voluntary transmutation of the sexual libido.
b.) Transcendental mystical ecstasy.
It is fitting to cite here, amidst the annals of this humanity, that specific date and time—February 4, 1962, between —when all the planets of our solar system gathered in a supreme cosmic council, precisely within the brilliant constellation of Aquarius, to usher in the new era amidst the majestic thundering of thought.
Since that memorable date, and under the rulership of Uranus—the most venerable and highly meritorious Lord of Aquarius—the Dionysian Wave has been vibrating intensely throughout all of nature.
It is worth emphasizing in this chapter the momentous fact that the aforementioned planet has been, is, and will always be the brilliant celestial body that intelligently rules and governs the sexual endocrine glands.
You will now understand for yourselves the underlying reason giving rise to this intense Dionysian vibration at the present moment.
Yet, it is evident, palpable, and manifest that the vast majority of Earth's inhabitants failed to rise to the occasion; they were unable to polarize themselves positively with that Wave...
Defining the two aspects—positive and negative—of that cosmic vibration is a matter of immediate, urgent, and indispensable necessity.
POSITIVE DIONYSIAN POLE: Subliminal sexual delight; voluntary transmutation of the seminal essence; Awakened Consciousness; Objective Knowledge; Superlative Intuition; Transcendental music of the great classical masters, etc., etc., etc.
NEGATIVE DIONYSIAN POLE: Sexual degeneration; all manner of infra-sexuality; homosexuality; lesbianism; demonic pleasures in the infernal worlds induced by drugs, mushrooms, and alcohol; infernal music such as that of the "New Wave," etc., etc., etc.
Thoroughly understanding the inner processes of these two poles of the Dionysian Wave is a matter of great urgency...
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Upon reaching this point in the chapter, the need for a didactic comparison becomes unavoidable.
Dionysian inebriation, ecstasy, and *Samadhi* are obviously indispensable when it comes to experiencing the Truth—that which is real. Such exaltation is entirely possible through the technique of meditation.
Psychedelia is different; the term may be translated as follows: *Psyche* (soul) and *Delia* (drug). To be specific: The psychedelic is the polar opposite of meditation; the hell of drugs lies within the planetary organism in which we live—beneath the very epidermis of the Earth's crust.
Hallucinogenic mushrooms, LSD pills, marijuana, etc., evidently intensify the vibratory capacity of subjective powers, yet it is obvious that they could never bring about the Awakening of Consciousness.
Drugs fundamentally alter sexual genes, a fact that has already been scientifically demonstrated. As a consequence of such negative genetic mutations, the birth of monstrous children inevitably follows.
Meditation and psychedelia are incompatible, opposites, antagonists; they could never mix.
Unquestionably, these two factors of Dionysian inebriation signal and indicate a psychological rebellion.
Gnostics and hippies (at its given moment) grew weary of the vain intellectualism of Mammon; they became bored with so many theories; they concluded that the mind, as an instrument of inquiry, is utterly inadequate...
Zen? Jnana Yoga? That is supreme. Within us lie latent faculties of cognition infinitely superior to the mind; through them, we can directly experience that which is real—that which lies beyond time.
Kind of many of the new era movements from hippies times till now chose the hell of drugs; undoubtedly, it defined itself in a perverse way.
The Gnostics, fully disillusioned with the foolish intellectualism of Mammon, drink the wine of meditation from the cup of perfect concentration.
Radical, fundamental psychological changes become urgent once we become disillusioned with the rogues of the mind.
Returning to the original starting point is the right course of action; only in this way is a radical transformation possible.
Sexology? Good heavens! This subject horrifies the puritans...
It is written in words of fire in the sacred scriptures that sex is a stumbling block and a rock of scandal...
It is evident that we are not the offspring of any theory, school, or sect.
At the raw root of our existence, we find only a man, a woman, and an act of intercourse...
We were born naked; someone cut our umbilical cord; we wept and then sought our mother's breast...
Clothing? Schools? Theories? Erudition? Money? Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera—all of that came later as an addition.
Beliefs of all kinds exist everywhere; however, the only force capable of transforming us in an integral, total way is the very force that placed us upon the stage of existence—I refer to the creative energy of the primal moment, to sexual potency.
Amorous delight—erotic enjoyment—is, logically, the greatest bliss...
Knowing how to copulate wisely is indispensable when one sincerely yearns for a definitive psychological change.
The "Hippies" sensed all this when they rebelled against MAMMON, but they lost their way; they failed to tune in to the positive pole of Dionysus.
We Gnostics are different; we know how to enjoy ourselves, and we take pleasure in transmuting and sublimating the libido. This is no crime.
The "Those Movement" marches resolutely along the downward, involutionary path of infra-sexualism.
The "Universal International Christian Gnostic Movement" advances victoriously along the upward, revolutionary path of the supra-sexual.
CHAPTER X
SEXUAL FIRE
The sexual transmutation of the *Ens Seminis* into creative energy becomes possible when we carefully avoid the abominable spasm—the filthy orgasm of fornicators.
The bipolarization of this type of cosmic energy within the human organism was analyzed since ancient times in the Initiatic Colleges of Egypt, Mexico, Peru, Greece, Chaldea, Rome, Phoenicia, etc.
The ascent of seminal energy to the brain occurs thanks to a certain pair of nerve cords that unfold splendidly in a figure-eight pattern to the right and left of the spine.
We have thus arrived at the Caduceus of Mercury, with the wings of the Spirit ever open.
The aforementioned pair of nerve cords could never be found with a scalpel, for they are of a nature that is semi-etheric and semi-physical.
These are the two witnesses of the Apocalypse, the two olive trees and the two lampstands standing before the God of the Earth; and if anyone wishes to harm them, fire issues from their mouths and devours their enemies.
In the sacred land of the Vedas, this pair of nerve cords is known by the Sanskrit names *Ida* and *Pingala*; the former relates to the left nostril and the latter to the right.
It is obvious that the first of these two *Nadis*—or channels—is of a LUNAR nature; it is evident that the second is of a SOLAR nature.
Many Gnostic students might be somewhat surprised that *Ida*, despite its cold and LUNAR nature, has its roots in the right testicle.
Many disciples of our Gnostic Movement might find it strange and unusual to learn that *Pingala*, despite being strictly SOLAR in nature, actually originates from the left testicle.
However, we should not be surprised, for everything in nature is based on the law of polarities. The right testicle finds its exact antipode in the left nostril, and this has already been demonstrated.
The left testicle finds its perfect antipode in the right nostril, and obviously, this must be so.
Esoteric physiology teaches that in the female sex, the two witnesses originate from the ovaries.
It is unquestionable that in women, the order of this pair of "temple olives" is harmoniously reversed.
Ancient traditions emerging from the deep night of the ages state that when the SOLAR and LUNAR atoms of the seminal system make contact at the Triveni near the coccyx, a third force awakens through simple electrical induction—I refer to the marvelous fire of love.
It is written in the texts of ancient wisdom that the lower orifice of the spinal canal is hermetically sealed in ordinary people; seminal vapors open it so that the sacred fire of sexuality may enter.
Along the spinal canal, a marvelous interplay of various channels takes place—channels that penetrate and interpenetrate one another without becoming confused, as they exist in different dimensions; let us recall the SUSHUMNA and others such as the VAJRA, the CHITRA, the CENTRALIS, and the famous BRAHMA-NADI. It is through the latter that the fire of sexual delight ascends when we never commit the crime of spilling the semen.
It is absurd to insist on the mistaken idea that the erotic fire of all bliss begins a return journey to the coccyx after the incarnation of the Being (the JIVATMA) in the heart of man.
It is a horrifying falsehood to claim—clumsily—that the Divine Flame of love, after having enjoyed its union with... PARAMASHIVA, separating to journey back along the initial path.
Such a fatal return—that descent to the coccyx—becomes possible only when the Initiate spills the semen; then, he is struck down by the terrible lightning bolt of Cosmic Justice.
The ascent of the sexual fire through the spinal canal takes place very slowly, in accordance with the merits of the heart. The fires of the *Cardias* (heart center) wisely control the miraculous ascent of the flame of love.
Obviously, such an erotic flame is not something automatic or mechanical, as many sincere but mistaken people suppose. This serpentine fire awakens exclusively through true, loving sexual delight.
The erotic flame would never ascend the spinal canal of couples united merely for personal convenience.
The ascent of the holy flame within the spines of adulterous men and women would be impossible.
The fire of sexual delights would never rise up the spines of those who betray the Guru.
The sexual fire would never ascend the spinal cords of drunkards, effeminate men, lesbians, drug addicts, murderers, thieves, liars, slanderers, exploiters, the greedy, blasphemers, those who commit sacrilege, etc., etc., etc.
The fire of sexual pleasures resembles a wondrous serpent; when it awakens, it emits a sound very similar to that of a viper being prodded with a stick.
The sexual fire—whose Sanskrit name is KUNDALINI—develops, undergoes revolution, and ascends within the resplendent aura of the MAHA-CHOHAN.
The ascent of the flame of burning bliss along the spinal canal—from vertebra to vertebra, from degree to degree—is truly very slow; it would never rise instantaneously, as is mistakenly supposed by some people who lack correct information.
It goes good saying—and without much prosopopoeia—that the thirty-three degrees of Occult Masonry correspond esoterically to the thirty-three spinal vertebrae.
When the Alchemist commits the crime of spilling the “Vessel of Hermes” (I refer to seminal emission), he obviously loses Masonic degrees, because the fire of amorous passion descends one or more vertebrae, depending on the magnitude of the transgression.
Regaining lost degrees is often terribly difficult; yet, it is written that in the Cathedral of the Soul, there is more joy over one sinner who repents than over a thousand righteous ones who need no repentance.
In the Magisterium of Love, we are always assisted by the ELOHIM; they counsel and help us.
The ADHYATMIC University of the Sages periodically examines aspirants who, having renounced MAMMON (intellectualism and material riches), wisely enjoy the delights of love within the nuptial bed.
The key to redemption lies within the spinal cord and the semen; anything other than that—any path other than that one—amounts, in fact, to a useless waste of time.
The serpentine fire (KUNDALINI) lies coiled—like any serpent, in three and a half turns—within a specific magnetic center located in the coccyx, at the base of the spine.
When the sexual serpent awakens to begin its inward and upward ascent, we undergo six transcendental mystical experiences, which we can and must clearly define using six Sanskrit terms, as follows:
ANANDA: A certain spiritual bliss.
KAMPAN: Hypersensitivity of an electrical and psychic nature.
UTTAHAN: A progressive increase in self-awareness; astral projections; transcendental mystical experiences in the higher worlds, etc.
GHURNI: Intense divine yearnings.
MUKTA: States of languor, a very natural and spontaneous relaxation of muscles and nerves during meditation.
NIDRA: A specific type of sleep that, when combined with deep inner meditation, transforms into radiant Samadhi (ecstasy).
Undoubtedly, the fire of love bestows upon us infinite transcendental powers.
The sexual flame is, beyond all doubt, a truth that is simultaneously Jehovistic and Vedantic.
The sexual flame is the Goddess of the Word, worshipped by the wise; when awakened, it grants us illumination...
The erotic flame bestows upon us that Divine Wisdom which does not belong to the mind and lies beyond time.
It is this flame that also grants the *Mukti* of final beatitude and the *Jnana* of liberation.
DI-ON-IS-IO, DIONYSUS. By intoning this magical word—this mantra of wonders—the voluntary transmutation of the libido during paradisiacal coitus occurs in an extraordinary way.
MAGICAL RESULTS OF THIS MANTRA
DI — Intensified vibration of the creative organs.
ON — Intelligent movement of the creative energy throughout the sexual nervous system until it merges into consciousness.
IS — This mantric syllable reminds us of the Isiac Mysteries and their corresponding name, ISIS. Obviously, prolonged like a sweet, gentle hiss—invoke the sexual serpent to rise victoriously up the spinal canal.
IO — ISOLDE, the Luni-Solar Androgyny, OSIRIS-ISIS, scintillates from the profound depths of the ages, terribly Divine.
I, with its deep significance—certainly found in the LINGAM (PHALLUS), the Hebrew IOD. Or, it is the Eternal Feminine, the womb (THE YONI), the famous Hebrew *He*.
IO—(pronounce like E)when we intone this final syllable of the magical word during the sexual trance, the complete transmutation of the libido takes place.
Thus, the igneous serpent of our magical powers awakens to begin its exodus up the spinal canal.
The maternal aspect of the sacred flame—which ascends the spine in serpentine form—stands out clearly and manifestly.
A flame shaped like a serpent; Divine Sexual Flame; Most Sacred Mother KUNDALINI.
Outside the physical body, our own individual Cosmic Mother (for everyone has their own) always assumes the wondrous presence of a virgin mother.
Once—the date and time do not matter—while out of my physical body, I encountered my Sacred Mother inside a beautiful chamber.
After the customary embraces between son and mother, she sat in a comfortable armchair facing me; an opportunity I seized to ask some very necessary questions.
“Am I on the right path now, Mother?”
“Yes, my son, you are on the right path.”
“Do I still need to practice Sexual Magic?”
“Yes, you still need to.”
“Is it possible for someone there in the physical world to achieve SELF-REALIZATION without the need for sexual magic?”
The answer to this last question was profound:
“Impossible, my son; that is not possible.”
I confess frankly and without reservation that these words from the Adorable One left me astonished. I then recalled, with deep sorrow, so many pseudo-esotericists and pseudo-occultists who truly yearn for final liberation yet remain ignorant of SAHAJA MAITHUNA—Sexual Magic—the wondrous key to the Great Arcanum.
Unquestionably, the road leading to the abyss is paved with good intentions.
Samael Archangel: Red Christ of Aquarius Era.
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