CHAPTER XVI
THE FOURTH INITIATION OF FIRE
That pathetic, rational homunculus—mistakenly called “Man”— It is very much like a fateful ship, manned by many sinister, left-and tenebrous passengers (I am referring here to the “I’s” )
Undoubtedly, each of these possesses its own distinct mind, ideas, concepts, opinions, emotions, and so forth.
Clearly, we are riddled with endless psychological contradictions; if we could see ourselves in a full-length mirror exactly as we are on the inside, we would be horrified by what we beheld.
The specific type of mind that manifests through our various cerebral functions at any given moment depends entirely on the nature of the particular “I” currently in action (see Chapter 3, the section titled “The Ego”).
It is evident, plain, and manifest that, within each of us, there exists a multitude of minds.
In truth, we do not possess a single, individual mind; rather, we have many minds.
It is of the utmost, urgent necessity that we create the “Mental Body”—a feat that can only be accomplished through the transmutation of the Sexual Hydrogen B-12.
By means of *Sahaja Maithuna* (Sexual Magic), we can—and indeed must—elevate the surplus of Sexual Hydrogen B-12 (that which was not consumed in the creation of the Astral Body) into a second, higher-order octave.
The crystallization of this hydrogen into the resplendent and marvelous form of the Mental Body is an axiom of Hermetic Wisdom.
This crystallization of the aforementioned sexual hydrogen unfolds in a solemn process, following the musical notes C-D-E-F-G-A-B within a second, transcendent octave.
Regarding nourishment: it is a self-evident truth that any organism coming into existence requires its own specific food and nutrition. The Mental Body is no exception to this general rule. The surplus of Hydrogen 24 not consumed in the nourishment of the Astral Body is converted into Hydrogen 12. (This should not be confused with the Sexual Hydrogen B-12). As an evident consequence or corollary, it can be clearly stated that Hydrogen 12 is the primary and definitive nourishment for the Mental Body.
It is not possible to achieve the full individualization of the understanding without the creation of a Mental Body.
Only by creating such a vehicle do we possess an “ORGANIZED LOWER MANAS”—an individual, concrete mind of our own.
The foundation for this creation lies in the “Ninth Sphere” (sex). Working in the “Burning Forge of Vulcan” is indispensable.
One knows that one possesses a Mental Body when one is able to travel with it, consciously and positively, through the supra-sensible worlds.
My own case was, in fact, quite unique; I was born with a Mental Body, having created it in a most remote past—long before the dawn of the MAHANVANTARA of the PADMA, or the GOLDEN LOTUS.
In reality, what I urgently and pressingly needed was to recapitulate the Fourth Initiation of Fire and restore the flaming powers within that aforementioned vehicle.
The Resplendent Dragon of Wisdom—by which I refer to the Logos of the Solar System of ORS—entrusted a specialist with the noble mission of assisting and helping me.
Raising the fourth serpent along the spinal canal of the Mental Body—vertebra by vertebra and chakra by chakra—is, in truth, a very slow and dauntingly difficult process.
“Before the golden flame can burn with a serene light, the lamp must be well tended and placed where it is free from any wind.”
“Earthly thoughts must fall dead before the temple gates.”
“A mind that is a slave to the senses renders the soul as helpless as a boat blown off course upon the waters.”
Filled with wonder, I beheld the manifold splendors of the marvelous Pentagram upon the most sacred candelabra of the temple.
Joyfully, I crossed the threshold of the Sanctuary; my thoughts burned with intense fervor.
I clearly understood that, during the work in the Ninth Sphere, I would have to carefully separate the smoke from the flames.
Smoke represents horror, darkness, and bestiality; the flame represents light, love, and transcendent chastity.
Any external impact triggers wave-like reactions within the mind; these reactions are rooted in the EGO—the “I,” the “myself.”
Exercising absolute control over these mental reactions is, indeed, essential.
We must become indifferent to both praise and reproach, to both triumph and defeat.
It is essential to be able to smile at those who insult us and to kiss the executioner’s whip. Remember that hurtful words have only the value that the offended person chooses to assign to them.
When we attach no value whatsoever to the words of those who insult us, those words become like a check with no funds to back it.
In the World of Mind, the Guardian of the Threshold manifests as the personification of the EGO—the “I.”
Facing this terrible ordeal with heroism—and truly overcoming the “terrible brother,” as he is called in Occult Masonry—is an essential requirement of the Fourth Initiation of Fire.
Without a trace of fear, I promptly drew my flaming sword; what followed was extraordinary. The larva of the threshold fled in terror.
It is evident that such a test always occurs after the “Igneous Wings” have been opened.
It is a profound truth that when the Sacred Fire, in its ascent, reaches the level of the heart, the radiant angelic wings always open.
Undoubtedly, these burning wings allow us to enter, instantaneously, any realm within the Kingdom.
Another marvelous cosmic event that I experienced firsthand during the various stages of the Fourth Initiation of Fire was, in fact, the triumphant entry of Jesus into the beloved city of the prophets.
Whoever truly wishes to enter the Jerusalem above—the Higher Worlds—must liberate themselves from the physical body, from personal attachments, and from the mind.
It is urgent, indispensable, and cannot be delayed: one must mount the symbolic donkey (the mind), tame it, and bring it under control. Only in this way can we free ourselves from it to enter the Worlds of the Spirit—the Celestial Jerusalem. I felt my worn-out physical body disintegrating and dying; at that moment, the Divine Rabbi of Galilee cried out in a loud voice: “That body no longer serves you.”
Joyfully, I escaped from the destroyed form, clothed in the *to sōma hēliakon*—the Golden Body of the Solar Man.
When the Sacred Fire shone forth with solemnity within the flaming star and the star-studded Cross, my own individual Divine Mother Kundalini was honored within the temple.
Kundalini blossomed upon my fertile lips, transformed into the Word, as the fire reached the creative larynx.
I still recall the moment when that celebration took place. The Adepts of the Occult Fraternity bestowed upon me a marvelous symbol, which I still possess to this day.
Extraordinary was that moment when the fire of the... KUNDALINI reached the level of the cerebellum; at that point, my mental body underwent the symbolic crucifixion of the Lord.
The ascent of the Erotic Flame to the thirty-second vertebra was a momentous event; in those moments of great solemnity, I grasped the Mysteries associated with the degree of the Lion of the Law.
“When an inferior Law is transcended by a superior Law, the superior Law washes away the inferior Law.”
“The Lion of the Law is countered with the scales.”
“Perform good deeds so that you may pay your debts.”
A certain metallic bell caused the entire expanse of the universe to tremble solemnly as the divine fire opened the thousand-petaled lotus (the Sahasrara Chakra). In those moments of supreme bliss, I heard ineffable choirs resounding throughout the sacred space.
Later, I had to patiently guide the erotic flame toward the magnetic field at the root of the nose.
Making intelligent use of a certain secret nerve filament, I continued by conducting the fire to the region of the thalamus—the area where the master chakra that governs the heart is located.
Finally, I intelligently utilized the ANAHATA Nadi to convey the sexual flame to the HEART-TEMPLE.
The concluding ceremony of that Initiation was truly extraordinary, sublime, and terrifically divine.
On that mystical night, the temple was arrayed in glory; it is impossible to describe such beauty...
SANAT KUMARA, the Great Hierophant, awaited me—austere—upon his royal throne; I entered the sacred precinct with profound veneration...
Before this Great Immolated One—as H.P.B. often calls him—my Divine Mother KUNDALINI, with infinite love, placed upon my head the yellow mantle of the BUDDHAS and the extraordinary diadem in which the Eye of SHIVA shines.
“This is my dearly beloved Son!” my Mother exclaimed, and then added: “He is a BUDDHA.”
THE ANCIENT OF DAYS, SANAT KUMARA—the illustrious founder of the Great College of Initiates of the White Lodge on planet Earth—approached me and placed the symbol of the *imperator* (the sphere surmounted by a cross) into my hands.
At that moment, angelic chords were heard—majestic symphonies based on the rhythms of the MAHAVAN and the CHOTAVAN, which keep the universe steady in its course.
CHAPTER XVII
THE FIFTH INITIATION OF FIRE
We assert, with great solemnity and without any unnecessary pomposity, the tremendous, palpable, and evident reality of three specific types of action:
A). Acts based on the Law of Accidents.
B). Acts founded upon the Eternal Laws of Return and Recurrence.
C). Wondrous acts born of Conscious Will.
The foundation of the first type of action is, quite simply, the natural mechanical quality inherent in this entire order of things.
The primary element of the second type of action is, beyond any doubt, the incessant repetition of various dramas, comedies, and tragedies.
This occurs repeatedly, from one life to the next, across time and space, within the sorrowful Valley of SAMSARA.
The drama is for those who are more or less good; the comedy is for the clowns; and the tragedy is for the wicked.
Everything happens again exactly as it happened before, along with its positive or negative consequences.
The *causa causarum* (cause of causes) of the third type of action is, in fact, the Causal Body—or the Body of Conscious Will. As a consequence or corollary, we can establish the following proposition: “Actions originating from the Conscious Will are only possible once we have afforded ourselves the luxury of creating a Causal Body for our own particular use.” Through the practice of Sex-Yoga—specifically the renowned *Sahaja-Maithuna* (Sexual Magic)—the sexual hydrogen known as B-12 can and must ascend to a third, higher-order octave.
The crystallization of this hydrogen into the resplendent and marvelous form of the Causal Body takes place through the musical notes C, D, E, F, G, A, B .within this aforementioned octave.
Nutrition is different. The Causal Body also requires its own nourishment, which is derived perfectly from the surplus of "Hydrogen 12" that remains unconsumed by the Mental Body.
Clearly, Hydrogen 12—not to be confused with the sexual "Hydrogen B-12"—can and must be transformed into "Hydrogen 6," which serves as the specific nourishment for the Causal Body.
Undeniably, since ordinary people do not truly possess the Body of Conscious Will, they are inevitably and fatally victims of circumstance.
The categorical imperative—the determinative faculty that enables us to initiate new circumstances—is only possible when one possesses the Causal Body, or the Body of Conscious Will.
With great sincerity and profound Gnostic realism, we must state the following: the "intellectual animal"—mistakenly called "man"—does not possess an Astral, Mental, or Causal body. He has never created them.
It is unacceptable, untenable, and inadmissible to assume, even for a moment, the full manifestation of a human being when these aforementioned supra-sensible vehicles have not yet been developed.
If we truly wish to become authentic human beings, it is a fundamental, indispensable, and urgent requirement to create these vehicles within ourselves.
It is a grave error to believe that these "tri-brained" (or "tri-centered") bipeds arrive in this world already possessing such bodies.
Within the spinal marrow and the semen lie infinite possibilities which, if developed, can transform us into legitimate human beings. However, these possibilities can be lost—and, in fact, it is common for them to be lost—when we fail to work with the fundamental scale of "hydrogens."
The "intellectual humanoid" is not a true human being, yet he presumes to be one; he mistakenly assumes he is, and out of sheer ignorance, attempts to claim a status that does not belong to him. He fancies himself the "King of Creation," when, in reality, he is not even master of himself.
Immortality is a very serious matter; however, it must be attained through SAHAJA MAITHUNA (Sexual Magic).
Whoever fashions an Astral Body for themselves becomes, in fact and by their own right, immortal in the World of the Twenty-Four Laws.
Whoever takes the initiative to create a Mental Body for themselves ostensibly attains immortality in the World of the Twelve Laws.
Whoever forges a Causal Body for themselves undoubtedly achieves the long-desired immortality in the World of the Six Laws.
Only by fabricating the aforementioned solar vehicles can we embody what is called the Human Soul—that is, the third aspect of the Hindustani Trimurti: “ATMA-BUDDHI-MANAS.”
Much has been said lately regarding the famous “TO SOMA HELIAKON,” “The Golden Body of the Solar Man.”
Unquestionably, this refers to the Wedding Garment of the Soul, mentioned in the biblical Christian Gospel.
Clearly, such a garment is composed of supra-sensible bodies—those extraordinary crystallizations of the Sexual Hydrogen B-12. It is absolutely impossible to enter the “SANCTUM REGNUM,” “REGNUM DEI,” or “MAGIS REGNUM” without the Wedding Garment of the Soul.
With the sincere intention of further illuminating these paragraphs, we present below the Parable of the Wedding Feast:
“And Jesus answered and spoke to them again in parables, saying:”
“The Kingdom of Heaven is like a king who prepared a wedding feast for his son;” “And he sent his servants to call those who had been invited to the wedding, but they refused to come.”
“He sent other servants again, saying, ‘Tell those who have been invited: Look, I have prepared my meal; my oxen and fattened cattle have been slaughtered, and everything is ready; come to the wedding.’”
“But they paid no attention and went off—one to his farm, another to his business.”
“And others seized the servants, mistreated them, and killed them.”
“When the king heard this, he was enraged; he sent his armies, destroyed those murderers, and burned their city.”
“Then he said to his servants: ‘The wedding feast is indeed prepared, but those who were invited were not worthy.’”
“‘Go, therefore, to the main roads and invite everyone you find to the wedding feast.’”
“So the servants went out onto the roads and gathered everyone they found, both bad and good; and the wedding hall was filled with guests.”
“The King entered to see the guests and noticed a man there who was not wearing wedding attire.”
“He said to him, ‘Friend, how did you get in here without wedding attire?’ But the man remained silent.”
“Then the King said to those serving: ‘Bind him hand and foot, and cast him into the outer darkness;’” “there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.”
“For many are called, but few are chosen.”
It is well known and evident that a guest who was not wearing the “Wedding Garment of the Soul” could not legitimately be called a “man”; nevertheless, the term is applied to him simply out of love and respect for our fellow human beings.
The parable would have been grotesque had it stated that there was an animal present who was not dressed for a wedding.
Obviously, no animal—including the “intellectual beast”—is ever clothed in the “Wedding Garment of the Soul.”
But let us return to my personal case, so that we may draw closer to the purpose of this chapter.
In the name of truth, I must state with complete clarity that I was born with four bodies: the Physical, the Astral, the Mental, and the Causal.
Restoring the power of fire within each body—recapitulating initiations—was, for me, absolutely indispensable, urgent, and could not be postponed.
Following the four preceding initiations, I had to patiently review the Fifth Initiation of Fire.
In this context, I intend for the term “review” to carry an intrinsic, transcendent, and transcendental meaning.
Since I had already passed through these cosmic Initiations of Fire in previous lifetimes, I now only needed to review them.
When I requested permission from the Logos of our solar system of ORS—to enter into the mysteries of the Fifth Initiation of Fire, I received the following response: “You no longer need to ask for permission to enter the initiation; you have every right to do so.”
The Blessed One then entrusted a noble specialist from the Causal World with the mission of assisting and helping me.
This specialist was tasked with intelligently guiding the Sacred Fire through the spinal canal of my Causal Body—also known as the Body of Will Conscious.
The awakening of the Fifth Fiery Serpent of our magical powers—located at the Muladhara chakra near the coccyx—was celebrated in the temple with a grand festivity.
The ascent of the Kundalini, moving vertebra by vertebra and chakra by chakra along the spinal column of the Causal Body, took place very gradually, in accordance with the merits of the heart.
Since I was born awake and possess what might be termed “Objective Consciousness” and “Objective Knowledge,” it was quite easy for me to bring memories from the Causal world into my physical brain.
CLARIFICATION: The modern, revolutionary psychology of the New Age of Aquarius employs the terms “OBJECTIVE” and “SUBJECTIVE” as follows:
- A) “OBJECTIVE”: Real, spiritual, true, divine, etc.
- B) “SUBJECTIVE”: Vague, incoherent, imprecise, illusory, fantastical, absurd.
In the world of natural causes, I understood the necessity of learning to obey the Father—on Earth just as in the heavens.
Entering the temple of the music of the spheres in that cosmic region was, truly, one of my greatest joys.
At the threshold of that temple, the Guardian taught me one of the secret greetings of the Occult Fraternity.
The face of that Guardian appeared like a flash of lightning; when that man lived in the world, he was called BEETHOVEN.
In the Causal World, I encountered many BODHISATTVAS working intensely for the sake of humanity.
These Causal Men unfold in a marvelous way, each under the guidance of their own Inner God.
Only the Causal Man has definitively attained immortality; such beings exist beyond good and evil.
To experience the Drama of the Cosmic Christ in those realms—to become, oneself, the central figure in the entire *Via Crucis* (Way of the Cross)—is something that can never be forgotten. We must refine ourselves, distill our essence, and truly purify ourselves if we genuinely long to experience, in all seriousness, the tremendous realities contained within the divine Christic symbolism.
Without in any way restraining my innermost aspirations, I sincerely confess that, in the world of natural causes, I found myself bearing the weight of my own cross before the profane multitudes, who, in their fury, pelted me with stones.
The face of the Adorable One, miraculously imprinted upon the Sacred Veil of Veronica, struck me as particularly significant.
It is worth noting that archaeologists have discovered many stone heads crowned with thorns; such effigies date back to the Bronze Age.
This clearly serves to remind us of the Thorn Rune, which we have already discussed at length in the *Esoteric Treatise on Runic Magic*. Anyone well-versed in Universal Gnosticism knows very well what such a Rune signifies.
The profound meaning of the divine face, with its head crowned with thorns, is: “Christ-Will.”
With singular, divine clarity and transparency, I saw—in an ecstatic state—the Veil of Veronica shining upon the Sacred Altar on the Night of Initiation.
The final cosmic event became inevitable when the Fifth Serpent, having passed through the pineal gland and the magnetic field at the root of the nose, reached its corresponding secret chamber within the tranquil heart.
Then, fused with my Real Inner Being, I felt a blissful return to a paradisiacal, childlike state.
Once the final ceremony had concluded, I prostrated myself before my Guru, “Adolfito,” exclaiming: “Thank you, Venerable Master; I owe all of this to you.”
The blessed Mahatma stood up and replied: “Do not thank me! What I need to know is how you will conduct yourself in life from now on.” “My actions speak for themselves, Venerable Master—you can see them,” I replied.
Later, I was visited by a Great Elemental Genius— I wish to refer to that Deiduso who personifies the Sphinx of the Egyptian Desert. His feet were covered in mud. I understood the profound esoteric and occult significance of this.
“Your feet are covered in mud,” I said. The mysterious creature remained silent; clearly, I was in need of a ritual washing of the feet.
When I wanted to bestow the Holy Kiss upon her cheeks, she gently called me to order, saying: “Kiss me with purity”; and so I did..
Afterward, I was visited by Isis—she whose veil no mortal has ever lifted—my Divine Mother Kundalini. I immediately questioned her about the results.
–”Oh, my Mother! Have I, then, already raised the Five Serpents?”
–”Yes, my son!”
–”Now I want you to help me raise the sixth and seventh serpents.”
–”Those you have already raised.”
In those moments, a perfect remembrance of my own self arose within me:
–”Ah! I am an ancient little Master; I had fallen—now I remember!”
–”Yes, my son; you are a Master.”
Oh, Devi Kundalini! You are Lakshmi, the wife of Vishnu. Adorable Mother! You are the divine betrothed of Shiva. Venerable Virgin! You are the watery Sarasvati, the consort of Brahma.
Oh, dear reader, listen to me: She is, indeed, the eternal feminine, represented by the Moon and by water—the *Magna Mater* from whom the magical “M” and the famous hieroglyph of Aquarius originate.
Unquestionably, she is also the Universal Matrix of the Great Abyss, the primordial Venus, the Great Virgin Mother who emerges from the ocean waves accompanied by Cupid-Eros—her son.
Beyond any doubt, we must state—frankly and unequivocally—that she is the *Prakriti* of the Hindu tradition, and, metaphysically speaking, *Aditi* and even *Mulaprakriti*.
We could never tread the rocky path that leads to final liberation without the aid of the Divine Mother Kundalini.
CHAPTER XVIII
A SUPRASENSIBLE ADVENTURE
While conversing in the forest of mystery, three wandering friends arrived—slowly, ever so slowly—before the sacred hill.
Without the slightest fear, we then bore witness to something extraordinary and unusual; It is urgent to recount this for the sake of our dearly beloved readers.
An immaculate, ancient rock suddenly opened within the craggy expanse—as if split precisely into two equal parts—leaving us perplexed and astonished...
Before there was even time to fully grasp what was happening, and without a moment’s hesitation—as if drawn by some strange force—I approached the mysterious granite doorway...
Meeting no resistance, I boldly crossed the threshold into a temple; meanwhile, my friends sat calmly before the colossal mass, which then closed shut in front of them...
Even the most extraordinary vocabulary would prove entirely inadequate to describe, in minute detail, all the wonders contained within that subterranean sanctuary.
Without any pretense of worldly sophistication, I shall speak of this only in broad strokes—yet with complete sincerity—simply recounting what took place.
Animated by the living flame of the spirit, I moved along a narrow corridor until I reached a small chamber...
This exotic space resembled nothing so much as a professional office—a lawyer’s study or chambers...
Seated before the desk, I found an Archon of Destiny—an enigmatic figure, a hermetic Judge of KARMA, a mystical arbiter dressed like an elegant, modern gentleman...
How profoundly wise this "Lawyer-Priest" appeared! A sublime seer—infallible, and terrifyingly divine...
With deep veneration, I approached his desk; the Sacred Fire shone upon his face...
I immediately sensed the profound significance of it all: “Thank you, Venerable Master!” I exclaimed with infinite humility...
The austere Hierophant, in a sibylline tone, took up his parable and said: “So-and-so”—referring pointedly to one of the two friends who were waiting for me outside—is the ‘ragged’ type; he will always live in misery.
“What-d’you-call-him”—referring now to my other friend—is the ‘ZAMURO’ [vulture/scavenger] type. “What?” “ZAMURO.” I repeat: “ZAMURO.”
A fighting, spiritual friend, much like the progressive Buddhist Samurai of the Empire of the Rising Sun.
Finally, turning to my own insignificant self—which is of no account—he said: “You are the ‘military’ type, for you shall have to lead multitudes, form an army for World Salvation, and initiate the new Aquarian Age.”
He then continued: “Your specific mission is to create human beings—to teach people how to forge their Astral, Mental, and Causal bodies, so that they may embody their Human Soul.”
— Afterwards, he rose from his desk with the clear intention of finding one of my works in his library, and once he held it in his hands, overcome with ecstasy, he exclaimed:: “The book you so kindly sent by post to ‘so-and-so’ was very well received!”
What followed is easy to surmise: with infinite reverence and profound humility—without any incoherent stammering, and entirely free from any vain self-importance—I took leave of the Venerable one and departed from the temple.
To reflect, to ponder, and to meditate seriously upon the essential core of this account is both urgent and indispensable.
Discarding any crude or tasteless turns of phrase from our vocabulary, we emphasize this fundamental postulate: “It is essential to create the human being within ourselves—here and now.” Since I am teaching this doctrine to others, it follows, quite obviously, that I am a creator of men.
There is a need to cultivate within ourselves an openness toward humanity. It is worth remembering that the end times have already arrived.
Much has been said in occult literature regarding the two paths; I wish to refer specifically to the spiral path and the direct path.
Undoubtedly, these two paths reveal themselves in all their majesty only to the authentic human being—never to the "intellectual animal"!
I shall never forget the final moments of the Fifth Initiation of Fire! Following a series of recapitulative processes, I found myself courageously facing a Nirvanic Guardian—a being of terrifying Divinity.
The Blessed Lord of Perfections, pointing toward the Nirvanic spiral path, remarked, "This is a good path." Then, gesturing toward the direct path, He exclaimed with a voice like the roar of a lion, "This is a superior path."
He then advanced toward me with the formidable authority characteristic of great majesties. He questioned me, and I responded; the following dialogue ensued:
—"Which of these two paths will you now choose?"
—"Let me think about it."
—"Do not think—speak at once! Make your choice."
—"I shall take the direct path, which leads to the ABSOLUTE."
—"But what are you saying? Do you not realize that this path is exceedingly painful?"
—"I repeat: I am going to the ABSOLUTE!"
—"How could you possibly choose such a path? Do you not grasp the suffering that awaits you? What has come over you, sir?"
—"I am going to the ABSOLUTE."
—"Very well—you have been warned!" (These were the Guardian’s final words, after which He withdrew with great solemnity.)
ANOTHER NIGHT:
Outside of my supra-sensible bodies, in full exercise of my functions as ATMA or “SPIRIT-MAN”...
IN THE MIDST OF NIRVANA:
I found myself alone upon the beautiful terrace of the mansion of delights, in the corner of love...
I saw the inhabitants of that realm—their numbers ever-increasing—floating within the sacred space...
Joyfully, they took their seats upon a raised terrace filled with fragrant flowers. Divine algorithm; sublime inspiration; unforgettable numen...
ATMA-BUDDHI-MANAS. A Trimurti of Perfection. As I write these lines, I feel compelled to repeat a verse from the book *The Hidden Abode*, which reads:
“I am the sacred crocodile, Sebek.
I am the flame with three wicks,
and my wicks are immortal.
I enter the realm of SEKEM,
I enter the realm of the flames
that have vanquished my adversaries.”
A spontaneous, fiery being spoke up on behalf of the sacred brotherhood, saying: “My brother, why do you pursue such a difficult path? Here in NIRVANA, we are happy. Stay here with us!”...
My reply, charged with great energy, was as follows:
“The ‘intellectual animals’ could not sway me with their temptations—much less you, the Gods. I am bound for the ABSOLUTE!”... (The ineffable ones fell silent, and I departed that abode in haste.) The Voice of the Silence has said: “The Bodhisattva who renounces Nirvana out of love for humanity is deemed thrice-honored; and, after many Nirvanas won and lost for that cause, he earns the right to enter a world of super-Nirvanic bliss...”
Nirvana has cycles of activity and cycles of profound rest; in this era of the 20th century, it is in a period of action.
Those Nirvanis who reincarnated during the early races have only now reincarnated once again; once this era has passed, they will immerse themselves in infinite bliss until the future Mahavantara.
The long and bitter Path of Duty is different; it entails total renunciation, yet it leads us directly to the Absolute.
One night, while I was happily in a state of Samadhi, I saw the planet Mars shining with purplish hues...
Its vibrations were distinctly telepathic in nature; I felt in my tranquil heart that I was being urgently summoned from the central core of that planetary mass—the shimmering was unmistakable...
Swiftly, I transported myself—clothed in the “To Soma Heliakon”—into the living depths of that world...
Attired in the garb of the celestial hosts, the radiant SAMAEL—my own individual Monad, my true, innermost Being, the divine Regent of that planet—awaited me.
Reverently, I prostrated myself before the omniscient, illustrious Lord of that realm, and then spoke: “Here I am, my Father! Why have You called me?”
“You, My son, have forgotten Me!”
“No, my Father, I have not forgotten You!”
“Yes, My son—if you were entrusted with the gateway to the Universe, you would forget Me!”
“Oh, my Father, I have come to kiss Your hand and receive Your blessing!”
The All-Merciful One blessed me, and, remaining on my knees, I kissed His right hand. Deep within the planetary temple, a bed of suffering appeared...
Afterwards, I fell into deep reflection: Why did I choose this path myself? Why did I forget my Father when faced with the terrifying presence of the Guardian of the Paths?
JESUS, the Great Gnostic High Priest, gave us a profound lesson
on the Mount of Olives when He exclaimed:
“My Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass from Me; yet, not My will, but Yours, be done.”
EIGHTEEN YEARS LATER:
Amidst thunder and lightning, I tore my garments, protesting against such great suffering. Alas! Alas! Alas!…
A Virgin of NIRVANA replied: “Such is the path you yourself chose. For us, the inhabitants of NIRVANA, triumphs are lesser—and thus, it follows that we suffer less.”
“Yet, because your triumphs will be greater, your sufferings will also be more intense.”
When I sought to rest for a moment, the agents of KARMA rebuked me, saying: “What is the matter, sir?”, “Are you going to keep moving?”, “Keep going, my friend! Keep going! Keep going!”
Patiently, I continued my journey along the rocky path that leads to final liberation.
Samael Aun Weor: Red Christ of Aquarius Age
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