Being raised with good manners, I needlessly and frankly confess that I was educated according to the official religion of my town.
To be mischievous with somebody in the garret during a liturgical service always seemed abominable to me...
Since my childhood, I had a sense of veneration and respect. Never did I want to shrug my shoulders while in full public worship. Never did I like to exclude myself from my sacred duties, neither laugh, nor mock holy things.
Now, without wanting to entangle myself amongst thorns and brambles, I need to state that in that mystic sect (the name of which does not matter) I found religious principles that are common in all the confessional religions of the world. To cite them now is relevant for the good of the Great Cause.
We find them in all the confessional religions, although with different names. Nonetheless, there are always nine, as the Florentine Dante stated with so much assertion in his classic poem The Divine Comedy.
It is evident that these nine heavens are also within us, here and now. They interpenetrate each other without being confused.
Obviously, these nine heavens are found located in nine superior dimensions. Clearly, they are nine parallel universes.
It is good to emphatically remember the diverse religious infernos that we are stating in this 1972-1973 esoteric Christmas message... Let us solemnly evoke, let us bring to mind, all of the multiple pre-historic and historic infernos.
Remembrances, reminiscences about Chinese, Moham-medan, Buddhist, Christian (etc.) infernos exist everywhere. It is unquestionable that all of the various infernos serve as a symbol for the submerged mineral kingdom...
Dante, the marvelous disciple of Virgil, the poet of Mantua, clearly discovered with mystical astonishment the intimate relationship existing between the nine Dantesque circles and the nine heavens...
The Bardo Thodol, the Tibetan book that talks about the spirits of the world of the afterlife, stands out magnificently before our eyes, letting us see the crude reality of the infernal worlds located within the interior of this planetary organism on which we live.
It is indubitable that the nine Dantesque circles within the interior of the Earth are scientifically correlated with the nine submerged infradimensions below the tridimensional region of Euclid.
The cosmic existence of the infernal worlds in any world of the infinite space is evident and clear. Obviously, the submerged mineral kingdoms are certainly not something exclusive to the planet Earth.
The whole cosmos is directed, watched, and animated by a series of almost interminable hierarchies of conscious beings. Each one of them (whether they are called by one name or another, such as Dhyan Chohans, Angels, or Devas, etc.) have a mission to accomplish, and are messengers only in the sense that they are agents of the karmic and cosmic laws. They vary in their respective degrees of consciousness and intelligence infinitely. All of them are perfect humans in the most complete sense of the word.
Multiple angelical services characterize divine love. Each Elohim works within his specialty. We can and must appeal for angelical protection.
All religions are precious pearls strung upon the golden thread of divinity.
The love that all mystic institutions of the world feel for the divine is noticeable: for Allah, Brahma, Tao, Zen, I.A.O., INRI, God, etc.
Religious esotericism does not teach atheism of any kind, except in the sense that the Sanskrit word nastika encloses: no admission of idols, including that anthropomorphic God of the ignorant populace. It would be an absurdity to believe in a celestial dictator who is seated upon a throne of tyranny and throws lightning and thunderbolts against this sad human ant hill.
Esotericism admits the existence of a Logos, or a collective Creator of the universe, a Demiurge architect.
It is unquestionable that such a Demiurge is not a personal deity as many mistakenly suppose, but rather a host of Dhyan Chohans, Angels, Archangels, and other forces. God is gods.
It is written with characters of fire in the resplendent book of life that God is the Army of the Voice, the great Word, the Verb.
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.
All things were made by him, and without him was not any thing made that was made. - John 1:1-3
For this reason, it is evident that any authentic human being who really achieves perfection enters into the Current of Sound, into the celestial army constituted by the Buddhas of Compassion, Angels, Planetary Spirits, Elohim, Rishi-Prajapatis, etc.
It has been said to us that the Logos sounds, and this is obvious. The Demiurge, the Verb, is the multiple, perfect unity.
Whosoever adores the gods, whosoever surrenders worship unto them, is more capable of capturing the deep significance of the diverse divine facets of the Demiurge architect.
When humanity began to mock the holy gods, then it fell mortally wounded into the gross materialism of this Iron Age.
We can and must radically eliminate all of the subjective, tenebrous, and perverse psychological aggregates that we carry within. Nonetheless, it is unquestionable that we will never dissolve the shadow of the Inner Logos within ourselves.
It is clear and evident by all means that Lucifer is the antithesis of the Creator Demiurge. Lucifer is the projected, living shadow within the profound depth of the microcosm, the human being.
Lucifer is the guardian of the door who alone is entrusted with the keys of the lumisial, wherein no one may enter save the anointed ones who have the secret of Hermes.
So then, we have just written this name that is detestable to the pitiful ears of the common people. It is necessary to also convey that the esoteric Lucifer of the archaic doctrine is not what the theologists (such as the famous Desmouss-Eaux and the Marquis of Mirville) mistakenly supposed, but the contrary. He is the allegory of good, the symbol of the highest sacrifice (Christus-Lucifer) of the Gnostics, and the god of wisdom under many names.
Lucifer is light and shadow, mysterious symbiosis of the Solar Logos, multiple, perfect unity, INRI.
Through diverse religious theologies, we are given a picture of those divine Logoi as being punished for committing the unforgivable error of falling into animal generation when reincarnated in human bodies.
Those tenebrous genii are fallen angels, authentic demons in the most complete sense of the word.
It is absurd to affirm that such rebels gave the mind to the human being.
It is obvious that those fallen angels are truly cosmic failures.
At this moment, it is very opportune to remember the inhuman names of Andrameleck, Belial, Moloch, Bael, etc., whose horrendous abominations can be studied in the Akashic records of Nature by any adept of the White Lodge.
Let us distinguish between an esoteric downfall and a descent. Evidently, these rebel angels did not descend, they fell, and this is the difference.
Being versed in the history of the universe, we know with certainty what the Orco is of the classic Greeks and Latin Romans, and the Limbo of the Christian Esotericists.
Certainly, it is not irrelevant to emphasize the transcendental idea within this treatise that Limbo is the antechamber of the infernal worlds.
All of the known and unknown caves form a broad and uninterrupted net that embraces the planet Earth in its entirety. As we have mentioned in a previous paragraph, this constitutes the Orco of the classics, the authentic Limbo of Gnostic esotericism... In short, it is the other world, where we live after death.
Limbo corresponds to that mystical and tremendous allegory that states, “Those innocent children who died without having received the waters of baptism live there.”
Within Gnostic esotericism, such waters are of a Genesiatic type, and constitute the Ens Seminis (the entity of semen, as stated by Paracelsus).
Sexual Yoga, Maithuna, Sexual Magic, is symbolized within diverse religious cults with the sacrament of baptism. The clue to salvation is found in the spinal medulla and in the semen; indeed, salvation can only be achieved in this manner, in this way; anything else is a worthless waste of time.
Those “innocent children” are the saints who did not work with the spermatic waters of the first instant. They are virtuous people who believed in achieving the realization of their Innermost Being without accomplishing the commitment of the sacrament of baptism. They did not know about Sexual Magic, or they emphatically rejected it.
Only Mercury, the chief and evoker of souls, while holding the caduceus of wisdom with his dexterous hand, can summon to a new life the unhappy, innocent creatures who are precipitated into the Orco.
Only Mercury, the arch-magi and arch-hierophant, can help these souls be reborn in propitious environments in order for them to perform the fertile and creative work in the “forge of the Cyclops.”
Thus, this is how Mercury, the nuncio and wolf of the Sun, escorts the souls out of Limbo in order to initiate them into the celestial militia.
Let us define purgatory as follows: an inferior molecular region, a sub-lunar type zone, submerged astral (secondary Kama Loka).
We need to fry the seeds of evil, to annihilate infrahuman larvae of any type, to purge ourselves from any corruption, to radically purify ourselves in the purgatorial world.
When speaking about purgatory, Dante Alighieri states:
“Close to the top, we reached a point from where
I saw a gate (it first appeared to be
merely a gap, a break within the wall)
And, leading up to it, there where three steps,
each one a different color; and I saw
the silent figure of someone on guard.
I slowly raised my eyes: I saw that he was sitting on the highest step, his face
too splendid for my eyes – looked away!
And in his hand he held a naked sword;
so dazzling were the rays reflected thence,
each time I tried to look I could not see.
He said to us: “Speak up from where you are.
What is it that you want? Where is your guide?
Beware, you may regret your coming here.”
“A while ago, a lady sent from Heaven
acquainted with such matters,” replied my guide,
“told us: ‘Behold the gate. You must go there.’
“May she continue guiding you to good,”
the courteous keeper of the gate replied,
“and so, come forward now up to our stairs.”
We reached the step. White marble was the first,
and polished to the glaze of a looking glass;
I saw myself reflected as I was.
The second one was deeper dark than perse,
of rough and crumbling, fire-corroded stone,
with cracks across its surface-length and breadth.
The third one, lying heavy at the top,
appeared to be of flaming porphyry,
red as the blood that spurts out from a vein;
upon this step the angel of the Lord
rested his feet; he sat upon the sill
which seemed to be of adamantine rock.
Up the three steps my master guided me
benevolently, saying: “Ask him now,
in all humility, to turn the key.”
Falling devoutly at his holy feet,
in mercy’s name I begged to be let in;
but, first of all, three times I smote my breast.
Then with his sword he traced upon my brow
the scars of seven P’s. “Once entered here,
be sure you cleanse away these wounds,” he said.
Ashes, or earth when it is dug up dry —
this was the colour of the robes he wore;
he reached beneath them and drew out two keys.
One key was silver and the other gold;
first he applied the white one, then the yellow —
with that the gate responded to my wish.
“Whenever either one of these two keys
fails to turn properly inside the lock,”
the angel said, “the road ahead stays closed.
One is more precious, but the other needs
wisdom and skill before it will unlock,
for it is that one which unties the knot.
I hold these keys from Peter, who advised:
‘Admit too many, rather than too few,
if they but cast themselves before your feet.’”
Then, pushing back the portal’s holy door,
“Enter,” he said to us, “but first be warned:
to look back means to go back out again.”
And then the pivots of that sacred gate,
fashioned of heavy metal, resonant,
turned slow inside their sockets. The rolling roar
was louder and more stubborn than Tarpeia’s,
when it was robbed of vigilant Metellus —
its treasury made lean from that time on.
And as the grating pivots rolled, I turned,
for I heard chanting: Te Deum Laudamus —
accompanied by the sweet notes of that door.
This Harmony of sounds made me recall
just how it seems in church when we attend
to people singing as the organ plays:
sometimes the words are heard, and sometimes lost.” — Purgatory IX, The Divine Comedy of Dante Alighieri
Mary, or better said, RAM-IO, is the same Isis, Juno, Demeter, Ceres, Maia, the Divine Cosmic Mother; She is the serpentine power which lies beneath the living depth of all organic or inorganic matter.
Beautiful Magdalene is without a doubt the same Salambo, Matra, Ishtar, Astarte, Aphrodite, and Venus.
All the priestess wives of the world constitute the solar aura of the repented Magdalene.
Blessed be those men who will find shelter in that aura, because theirs will be the kingdom of heaven.
Christ is Ormus, Ahura-Mazda among the Persians, who is the antithesis of Ahriman (Satan).
Christ is Vishnu in the sacred land of the Vedas. He is the Second Logos, sublime emanation of Brahma, the First Logos.
The Avatar Krishna is the Hindustani Jesus. The gospel of this master is similar to the gospel of the divine rabbi of Galilee.
Fu Xi is the Cosmic Christ among the ancient Chinese, the one who wrote the famous I Ching, the book of laws, and who designated Dragon Ministers for the good of humanity.
Osiris was in fact the Christ in the sunny country of Khem, in the land of the Pharaohs, and whosoever incarnated him was an Osirified One.
Quetzalcoatl is the Mexican Christ, who is now dwelling in distant Tule. He is the “white god.”
It is urgent to really comprehend what immaculate conceptions are. These conceptions are abundant in all the ancient cults. Fu Xi, Quetzalcoatl, Buddha, and many others are the result of immaculate conceptions.
The sacred fire makes the waters of life fertile in order for the master to be born within us.
Certainly, every angel is a child of the Divine Mother Kundalini. Really, she is virginal before, during, and after childbirth.
In the name of truth, we solemnly affirm the following: the Third Logos, the Holy Spirit, Shiva, the first begotten of creation, our inner individual Monad, or more correctly, our super-individual Monad, is the husband of Devi Kundalini, our particular Cosmic Mother.
His name is Hebrew סמאל און ואור, and is pronounced “sam-ayel on vay-or.” You may not have heard of him, but Samael Aun Weor changed the world. In 1950, in his first two books, he was the first person to reveal the esoteric secret about sex that was hidden in all the world’s great religions, and for that, accused of “healing the ill,” he was put in prison. Nevertheless, he did not stop. Between 1950 and 1977 he wrote sixty books, and inspired millions of people across the entire span of Latin America. A true example of compassion and selflessness, he dedicated his life to helping others.