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Visitors of a Bodhisattva



Beloved brothers and sisters of the universal Gnostic movement, inverential peace.

In the name of the truth, I want to emphatically tell you that I do not want to receive visitors.

Unquestionably, I am nothing more than a postman, a courier, a man that delivers a message...

It would be the breaking point of silliness for you to come from your country to the capital city of Mexico with the only purpose of visiting a vulgar postman, an employee that delivered you a letter in the past... Why would you waste your money for that? Why would you visit a simple courier, a miserable postman? It is better for you to study the message, the written teachings delivered in the books...

99% of the people who visited me in the past are now declared enemies of the Gnostic doctrine: they became burned... What is worse, and this is the most grave, is that those who were burned went and burned others...Yes, those burned ones are those who dissolve groups, dismantle Lumisials, etc.

Yet, why do my visitors become burned?  What is the intrinsic cause of it?  What is the base or foundation of it? It is urgent, unpostponable and necessary to answer all of these questions... We can find the concrete, clear and definitive answer within the multiple figurations of the mind.

It is indubitable that each student has made a model, a figure, of the master in their intellect... That image has mistaken mental derivations, which perhaps are extracted from pseudo-occultist literature... Obviously, when the merely imaginary figurine does not coincide with the factual person, with the messenger or courier, then arises disenchantment or the feeling of having been deceived. Thus, this is how my visitors are burned, and this is how the enemies of Gnosis multiply...

The intellectual images of my varied visitors are multiple: diverse are the forms of their minds...

Some, when they think about the messenger, imagine him as being an exotic hermit of foregone times, similar to Palemon the stylite, the successor of Anthony the ancient...

Others assume that he may be like a penitent old man carrying sackcloth of hair upon his flagellated body...

Others fancy him as a venerable sage striding at all hours through the streets of Mexico while wearing a shining turban and white tunic...

Others picture me as a saint forever living among ignited wax candles and perfumed flowers within an indescribable sanctuary...

However, the crude reality of the facts is that the messenger of the new era is an average, common, and ordinary citizen, a nobody, whose value is the lowest.

Unquestionably, for these and many other reasons, it is a triviality of very bad taste to travel from distant lands in order to visit someone who is not worth the trouble... So, go and visit the libraries, the archeological museums, the ruins of Egypt, etc., that is indeed better...

Rumors

samael-phone Practically, we have been able to clearly verify that the visitor does not come in order to learn from the messenger, but to observe his private life, thus they find what everyone can see in the house of any neighbor: the chores of the house, the plate at the table, the towel to dry the hands, etc. All of this disturbs the visitors who come in search of wonders and prodigies... Since all of them have their consciousness asleep, they only perceive the monotony of my routine life, the stuff of my living room and the kitchen, the occurrences at my dinner table, etc. So, it is not possible for visitors to find perfections. Perhaps they think that I sleep in a bed made of roses?

Thus, the outcome of all this is gossip. The visitor becomes defrauded when he does not find prestidigitators or something of the sort in my house; then, he or she becomes a gossip. Thus, this is how those who could tread the path of the razor's edge end by withdrawing from the real path...

Calumny

I am not more because they praise me, neither am I less because they defame me: I am always what I am. Therefore, the defamation that has been thrown against me does not hurt me. Frankly, I do not care about their criticisms, but unfortunately, when the weak listen to such slander, they withdraw from the path that leads to the final liberation.