Banded together as in order, BROTHERS OF DARKNESS, they through the ages, antagonist they to the children of men. Walked they always secret and hidden, found, yet not found by the children of men. Forever, they
walked and worked in darkness, hiding from the light in the darkness of night. Silently, secretly use they their power, enslaving and binding the soul of men.
Emerald Tablets 6:6
Speak I of Ancient Atlantis, speak of the days of the Kingdom of Shadows, speak of the coming of the children of shadows. Out of the great deep were they called by the wisdom of earth-men, called for the purpose of gaining great power.
Far in the past before Atlantis existed, men there were who delved into darkness, using dark magic, calling up beings from the great deep below us. Forth came they into this cycle. Formless were
they of another vibration, existing unseen by the children of earth-men. Only through blood could they have formed being. Only through man could they live in the world.
In ages past were they conquered
by Masters, driven below to the place whence they came. But some there were who remained, hidden in spaces and planes unknown to man. Lived they in Atlantis as shadows, but at times they appeared among men. Aye, when the blood was offered, for they came they
to dwell among men.
In the form of man they amongst us, but only to sight were they as are men. Serpent-headed when the glamour was lifted but appearing to man as men among men. Crept they into the
Councils, taking forms that were like unto men. Slaying by their arts the chiefs of the kingdoms, taking their form and ruling o'er man. Only by magic could they be discovered. Only by sound could their faces be seen. Sought they from the Kingdom of shadows
to destroy man and rule in his place.
But, know ye, the Masters were mighty in magic, able to lift the Veil from the face of the serpent, able to send him back to his place. Came they to man and
taught him the secret, the WORD that only a man can pronounce. Swift then they lifted the Veil from the serpent and cast him forth from the place among men.
Yet, beware, the serpent still liveth
in a place that is open at times to the world. Unseen they walk among thee in places where the rites have been said. Again as time passes onward shall they take the semblance of men.
Called may they
be by the master who knows the white or the black, but only the white master may control and bind them while in the flesh.
Seek not the kingdom of shadows, for evil will surely appear. For only the
master of brightness shall conquer the shadow of fear.
Emerald Tablets 8:12 - 19
La dette være en advarsel. For det er i denne situasjonen vi finner at samfunn
som ikke lytter til KILDENs formaning om å finne balanse, faller i frekvens inntil eksistensen er klar for ødeleggelse. Gjennom eierskap, ekstrem materialisme, frykt, perversiteter, løgn, ego, innskrenkninger av frihet, eksistens uten dypere
mening, fravær av kjærlighet og solidaritet får mennesket senket sine frekvenser. På samme måte som innbyggerne i Atlantis søkte mørket i stedet for lyset i forkant av den store kataklysmiske hendelsen som gravla
riket i brusende bølger, er menneskeheten igjen i ferd med å bli ledet inn i mørket.
Derfor blir oppstigningen en personlig affære og ansvaret for en slik prosess er helt og holdent vår. Gjennom
sykdom får vi dessuten en kjærlig påminnelse om å vende tilbake til det perfekte. Gjennom kontemplasjon. Gjennom å gå inn. Gjennom stillhet. Gjennom tomheten. Gjennom å høyne frekvensene og ta i bruk den første
delen av skapelsen.
Some I found who had conquered the ether. Free of space were they while yet they were men. Using the force that is the foundation of ALL things, far in space constructed they a planet, drawn by the
force that flows through the ALL; condensing, coalescing the ether into forms, that grew as they willed.
Emerald Tablets 4:14
I hjertets stille visken kan vi høre KILDENs milde
formaning om tilbakevendelse. Vi kjenner nå metodene for oppstigning. Vi vet hvor vi kan lære mer om mysteriene. Med en kraftanstrengelse kan også vi vende tilbake til det opprinnelige, for på nytt å være med i KILDENs evige
sykliske ekspansjoner og kontraksjoner som på en eller annen måte berører ALT som eksisterer i universet. En gang langt inn i fremtiden skal vi alle vende tilbake til KILDEN og smelte sammen med DEN for igjen å bli en del av en ny
skapelse i en ny og stor syklus hvor starten ligger et annet sted enn den forrige.
Det som fordres av oss nå er å rette oppmerksomheten mot lyset vi har inne i oss og hige etter oppstigningen. Fjerne oss fra
dualismen og det følelsesmessige kaoset og intrigene denne verden har så mye av. Ta ansvaret for en følelsesmessig faste som vil hjelpe oss til å føle emosjonsregisteret til noe mye større. Være bevissthet uten
å ense tid, materie og selvet. Som tidligere nevnt flyter energiene dit hvor vår oppmerksomhet er. Når vi fokuserer på materie, tid og ego, senkes frekvensene og vår knytning til denne eksistensen øker. Når vi har
kunnskap om kvantefeltet og retter fokus mot sfæren med høyere frekvenser og ikke minst KILDEN, er det dit vi trekkes.
Vi må forstå den skapende kraft som ligger i våre emosjoner. Hva det betyr
for den verden vi lever i når vi velger kjærlighet og solidaritet fremfor hat og ego. Hvilke krefter i kvantefeltet våre emosjoner trigger. Å leve er en kunst. Å leve i harmoni med hverandre. Gi i stedet for å ta. Observere
i stedet for å dømme. Hjelpe i stedet for å utnytte. Måtehold i stedet for fråtsing. Paradokset oppstår når vi gjør dette. Når vi gir avkall, får vi mer. Himmelen er slik. Og ikke minst er det porten
til vår videre reise. For alt er syklisk. Sivilisasjoner kommer og går på samme måte som kunnskap er her den ene dagen for så å være vekk den andre. Kataklysmiske hendelser er ikke slutten, men avgangshallen for en
videre reise. Inn flytter nye energier som trenger tid på denne jorden fordi de har noe å lære her. Mon tro hvilken rolle Det Store År har i denne sammenheng.
Do you not know, Asclepius, that
Egypt is an image of heaven, or, to speak more exactly, in Egypt all the operations of the powers which rule and work in heaven have been transferred to earth below?
Nay, it should rather be said that the whole
Kosmos dwells in this our land as in its sanctuary. And yet, since it is fitting that wise men should have knowledge of all events before they come to pass, you must not be left in ignorance of this: there will come a time when it will be seen that in vain
have the Egyptians honoured the deity with heartfelt piety and assiduous service; and all our holy worship will be found bootless and ineffectual. For the gods will return from earth to heaven; Egypt will be forsaken, and the land which was once the home of
religion will be left desolate, bereft of the presence of its deities.
This land and region will be filled with foreigners; not only will men neglect the service of the gods, but ... ; and Egypt will be occupied
by Scythians or Indians or by some such race from the barbarian countries thereabout. In that day will our most holy land, this land of shrines and temples, be filled with funerals and corpses. To thee, most holy Nile, I cry, to thee I foretell that which
shall be; swollen with torrents of blood, thou wilt rise to the level of thy banks, and thy sacred waves will be not only stained, but utterly fouled with gore.
Do you weep at this, Asclepius? There is worse to
come; Egypt herself will have yet more to suffer; she will fall into a far more piteous plight, and will be infected with yet more, grievous plagues; and this land, which once was holy, a land which loved the gods, and wherein alone, in reward for her devotion,
the gods deigned to sojourn upon earth, a land which was the teacher of mankind in holiness and piety, this land will go beyond all in cruel deeds. The dead will far outnumber the living; and the survivors will be known for Egyptians by their tongue alone,
but in their actions they will seem to be men of another race.
0 Egypt, Egypt, of thy religion nothing will remain but an empty tale, which thine own children in time to come will not believe; nothing will be left
but graven words, and only the stones will tell of thy piety. And in that day men will be weary of life, and they will cease to think the universe worthy of reverent wonder and of worship. And so religion, the greatest of all blessings, for there is nothing,
nor has been, nor ever shall be, that can be deemed a greater boon, will be threatened with destruction; men will think it a burden, and will come to scorn it. They will no longer love this world around us, this incomparable work of God, this glorious structure
which he has built, this sum of good made up of things of many diverse forms, this instrument whereby the will of God operates in that which be has made, ungrudgingly favouring man's welfare, this combination and accumulation of all the manifold things that
can call forth the veneration, praise, and love of the beholder.
Darkness will be preferred to light, and death will be thought more profitable than life; no one will raise his eyes to heaven ; the pious will be
deemed insane, and the impious wise; the madman will be thought a brave man, and the wicked will be esteemed as good. As to the soul, and the belief that it is immortal by nature, or may hope to attain to immortality, as I have taught you, all this they will
mock at, and will even persuade themselves that it is false., No word of reverence or piety, no utterance worthy of heaven and of the gods of heaven, will be heard or believed.
And so the gods will depart from mankind,
a grievous thing!, and only evil angels will remain, who will mingle with men, and drive the poor wretches by main force into all manner of reckless crime, into wars, and robberies, and frauds, and all things hostile to the nature of the soul. Then will the
earth no longer stand unshaken, and the sea will bear no ships; heaven will not support the stars in their orbits, nor will the stars pursue their constant course in heaven; all voices of the gods will of necessity be silenced and dumb; the fruits of the earth
will rot; the soil will turn barren, and the very air will sicken in sullen stagnation. After this manner will old age come upon the world. Religion will be no more; all things will be disordered and awry; all good will disappear.
But when all this has befallen, Asclepius, then the Master and Father, God, the first before all, the maker of that god who first came into being, will look on that which has come to pass, and will stay the disorder by the counterworking of his
will, which is the good. He will call back to the right path those who have gone astray; he will cleanse the world from evil, now washing it away with waterfloods, now burning it out with fiercest fire, or again expelling it by war and pestilence. And thus
he will bring back his world to its former aspect, so that the Kosmos will once more be deemed worthy of worship and wondering reverence, and God, the maker and restorer of the mighty fabric, will be adored by the men of that day with unceasing hymns of praise
and blessing. Such is the new birth of the Kosmos; it is a making again of all things good, a holy and awe-striking restoration of all nature; and it is wrought in the process of time by the eternal will of God. For Gods will has no beginning; it is ever the
same, and as it now is, even so it has ever been, without beginning. For it is the very being of God to purpose good.
Trismegistus; Asclepius III
THOTH's PROPHECY read from the Hermetic Texts by Graham Hancock
When man again shall conquer the ocean and fly in the air on wings like the birds; when he has learned to harness the lightning,
then shall the time of warfare begin. Great shall the battle be twixt the forces, great the warfare of darkness and Light.
Nation shall rise against nation using the dark forces to shatter the Earth. Weapons
of force [atomvåpen] shall wipe out the Earth-man until half of the races of men shall be gone. Then shall come forth the Sons of the Morning and give their edict to the children of men, saying: O men, cease from thy striving against thy brother. Only
thus can ye come to the Light. Cease from thy unbelief, O my brother, and follow the path and know ye are right.
Then shall men cease from their striving, brother against brother and father against son. Then
shall the ancient home of my people rise from its place beneath the dark ocean waves. Then shall the Age of Light be unfolded with all men seeking the Light of the goal. Then shall the Brothers of Light rule the people. Banished shall be the darkness of night.
Emerald Tablets 12:18-20
Det er ikke mennesker som trekker i trådene på denne jorden. Til det er løgnen altfor dominerende. For intens. For dyptgripende. For vidtrekkende. For god. For
vi tror på den. De fleste av oss. Løgnen nærer tanken om at vi må ha et forsvar. At det må produseres våpen. At vi har en ytre fiende å frykte. At noen må være rike og andre fattige. At noen kan næres
på andres bekostning. De fleste tror på denne løgnen. Tar det for gitt at det må være slik.
Menneskeheten er vitne til et spill i kulissene som den ikke har noen forutsetninger for å
forstå. Et spill om dens fremtid. Dens videre skjebne. Min største frykt er at mørket har blitt så dominerende at det ikke vil miste taket før en større katastrofe inntreffer. At mennesket må ristes før
det våkner opp av sin tunge søvn. At først da vil menneskeheten igjen forkaste de gamle paradigmene og vende seg mot lyset fordi løgnen er avkledd, gjennomskuet og dermed foraktet.
Vi lever i nåtiden.
Vi glemmer historien. Våre liv er så korte. Retter vi ikke blikket mot historiens lange buktende linjer, mister vi evnen til å orientere oss. Vi mister det sykliske av syne. Vi blir igjen de som forfekter at jorden er flat.