Oh, wretched intellectual humanoids! Wake up from your dreadful dream of Ajnana (ignorance)!
Open your eyes and attain the complete and absolute knowledge of Atman (the Being)!
Crown yourselves with the blessed laurel of poetry. It is important that from the golden amphora of wisdom we pour the sweet wine…
In the name of Iod-Heve, the Father who is in secret, and the Divine Mother Kundalini, you and I, beloved reader, must talk…
Ah! If you could comprehend what it is to be awakened…
The Sexual Force
It is known that the aforesaid, marvelous legend of the Holy Grail is certainly very well known in France.
If with the constancy of a clergyman in a cell we study with infinite longings all of those dusty manuscripts of Medieval Cavalry, we can then evidence many traditions related with the Holy Grail.
Famous, indeed, are very ancient works, such as, The Small Sloop of Merlin and The Quest for the Holy Grail.
Those hairy bards from Bohemian Germany, who in aforetime made all of Europe joyful, always uttered “graal” by using the double “a.” So be it with them and their ballads in question…!
The Marvelous Swastika
Without a doubt, the sacred pool, the initiatic lake, representing the divine mysteries in the dominions of the Holy Grail, is the Mercury of the secret philosophy. It is the liquid, flexible, malleable glass contained within our sexual glands.
Philippus Theophrastus Bombastus von Hohenheim (Aureolus Paracelsus) states that within the ens seminis is found the whole ens virtutis of the fire.
After the radiant sun and its tongues of ardent fire (which sparkle within the ineffable orchestration of the spheres), the Mercury of the secret philosophy, the ens seminis, the chaotic water of the first instant, the feminine eternal element, the great Mother or nourishing Cow, is the very living foundation of all cosmic life.
The Mercury of the Secret Philosophy
In these moments of mysterious joy, it is not irrelevant to remember that sublime poem of Horace, the author of the Epodes and the Satires, which saw the light between the years 35 and 30 B.C.
Mercuri, facunde nepos Atlantis,
Qui feros cultus hominum recentum
Voce formasti catus et decorae
Te canam, magni Iovis et deorum
Nuntium curvaeque lyrae parentem,
Callidum quidquid placuit iocoso
Te, boves olim nisi reddidisses
Per dolum amotas, puerum minaci
Voce dum terret, viduus pharetra