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Chapter:

Guinevere

The eternal lady, the Spiritual Soul (Buddhi), always demands from her knight (the Human Soul, superior manas) all types of unheard of sacrifices and bold prodigies...

She, the divine, perfect spouse, is Guinevere, the queen of the “Jinn” knights, the one who poured wine for Lancelot...

This was a delicious wine of transcendental spirituality within the initiatic cups of Shukra and of Manthin... In reality, these cups are none other than the Holy Grail, which is symbolically known as the chalice that holds the supreme beverage or initiatic nectar of the holy gods...

Fortunate will be the knight who, after the difficult battle, will celebrate his betrothal to Guinevere, the queen of the “Jinn” knights!

It is written with letters of gold in the book of life that the flame of Prajna (the Being) burns within Buddhi (the Spiritual Soul) as within a fine and transparent alabaster cup.

One night of indisputable delights, I had the joy of finding my beloved one in a secret spot on the Second Mountain...

The chariot of my fiance was slowly advancing on the solitary path...

A centuries old legend tells of the Marquise of Beaupré‚ who paraded herself on a chariot of a singular beauty that was made of pure porcelain. However, the triumphal chariot of my adorable Valkyrie was similar to another chariot which, in the times of “rococo,” the wife of the Duke of Clermont used to ride. It was a splendid chariot with a trunk of six horses that were all wearing horseshoes of silver. As well, the wheels and carriage were made of the same metal...

The triumphal chariot of my beloved one stopped before a fortress of flaming porphyry, where the wealth and splendor of the East polishes the walls and coffers to the glaze of a looking glass...

The splendid vehicle then parked before the dazzling bronze doors where one stands motionless in fear of their remarkable majesty...

Suddenly, the chariot was surrounded by a gentle cortege of distinguished gentlemen, princes, and noblemen, beautiful ladies and delicate children.

Someone gave me a sign; I obeyed and advanced towards the chariot of love. Thus, through the crystals of joy, I see my Valkyrie (Buddhi)…

Dressed with the nuptial attire, the wedding garment of the soul, my fiance had arrived in her resplendent chariot for the nuptials...

To wed before the holy altar with my twin soul, the theosophical Buddhi... What a joy, oh God!... However, I was told that I had to wait a while...

The virile provider of strength from above was delaying me, and I was suffering the unspeakable...

During that epoch of my life, I had to profoundly submerge myself into the sacred mysteries of Minna, the dreadful lunar darkness of one love whose twin brother is death...

I intensively worked within the super-obscurity of silence and the august secret of the wise...

I had to wait for a time, times and the half of a time...However, I was sighing for Guinevere, the queen of the “Jinn” knights (my Spiritual Soul).

One certain night, the shining stars in the infinite space appeared as if they had a new aspect...

I was in ecstasy, far away from all mundane clamour; the door of my room was kept hermetically closed...

Certainly, this was the moment when I celebrated the wedding with my beloved (Buddhi). She penetrated within me and I became lost within her...

The Sun of Midnight (Solar Logos) intensely shone in those blessed instants.

I felt transformed in an integral way. The famous chakra Sahasrara, the lotus of one thousand petals, the crown of the saints, victoriously shone in my pineal gland, and I entered into that state known among the Hindu race as “Paramananda” (a Sanskrit term denoting supreme spiritual happiness).

Then, this was the moment when I felt the necessity to convert myself into an authentic and legitimate “Brahmavid-varishta.”

The thousand yoga nadis of the Sahasrara granted me, as a fact, power over certain subtle forces of nature...

Buddhi, my Guinevere, my Spiritual Soul, put the coronary padma (lotus) into a certain state of mystical function after putting the Shiva-shakti-tattva to the maximum of vibratory activity...

Then, I saw myself transformed into the messenger of the new age of Aquarius, teaching humanity a doctrine so new and revolutionary... nonetheless, so ancient....

When I opened the door of my room, then the diamond eye (the pineal gland) granted me the power of seeing my innumerable enemies. It is obvious that the diffusion of Gnosis in its revolutionary way will increase the number of my adversaries.

It is important to say that after this cosmic event, a certain nuptial rite was performed in the temple. Many people attended this festivity of love...

Unquestionably, I had incarnated my Human Soul (the superior manas of Theosophy) in the Fifth Initiation of Fire.

But now, oh gods! With this alchemical and kabbalistic wedding I was also incarnating my Spiritual Soul (Buddhi).

Clearly, within the Spiritual Soul the flame of Prajna (the Innermost) always burns in an unalterable form.