CHAPTER ONE Within the most ancient university of Earth resides the authority who stands as guarantor of the oldest Tradition of Antiquity, and of all concerning what I have said elsewhere about the intellectual and social formation of the Cycle of the Lamb and Aries.
At the time I write these lines, all the teaching bodies of the world mark their ages in the following manner:
Those of Mohammed: 1264
Those of Jesus Christ: 1886
Those of Moses: 5647
Finally those of Manu: 55647
I respectfully accept all of these dates, to which I might have added the eras of Cakya Muni, [i] Zoroaster, Fo-Hi, Christna, and finally the Ramid Cycle, if they did not fall within the entire period of Manu.
Far from horrifying my Christian faith, the immensity of the Manavic date instead gives it reassurance, by extending so far into the past the grandeur of the human mind, which is inseparable from the majesty of the divine traditions. Here, I would like to pause a moment to discuss my previous book: Mission of the Jews.
Despite the discoveries made by archaeologists since the end of the last century [ii] despite the introduction into Europe since that time of fairly numerous literary fragments of what the Brahmas believe they can safely make public without betraying their oaths, the Cycle of Ram, although it merely goes back nine thousand years, still finds skeptics in Europe.
However, even in Paris itself, the catalogs of Sanskrit manuscripts from the Bibliotheque Orientale, not to mention the earlier works of Herbelot, have given indication, since the beginning of this century, of countless works on Ram and on the heroes after him, who deserve incorporation into his legend. Such works include the Veyasa-Ramayana, Vasista-Ramayana, Adhyatma-Ramayana, Hanumad-Ramayana, Sata- Kanta-Ramayana, Sahasra-Kanta-Ramayana, Djimoun-Ramayana, Valmike-Ramayana, and so on.
This last work, the most noteworthy of them all, was written by Valmiki toward the end of the Trata Yuga under the reign of the Ramas.
This magnificent poem itself is merely an abridgment of the Veyasa- Ramayana, an account of Rama's actions in ten trillion verses, a work that has long been reserved in India for the esoteric study of history.
The authors I cited in Mission of the Jews, who considered the traditions of the Brahmanic East to be an integral part of universal history, were thus perfectly justified -- as am I who follow in their footsteps -- in restoring to the Cycle of Ram the importance it is still granted by a vast portion of the human race.
In my last volume, whose true title should actually have been The Positive History of Synarchy and Anarchy in the General Governing of the World, I did not go any farther back than ninety centuries.
However, this was not because documents were lacking that would enable one to go beyond that era into the very depths of time.
The annals of humanity, for the five hundred and fifty-six centuries since their transition upon this earth from a natural state to a social state, are piously guarded in inaccessible places, about which I will speak more later.
But I must limit myself to providing European readers with a scientific demonstration of Synarchy, by reminding them of their own Synarchic annals.
They date, in fact, to the time when their race, having gained dominance over the others, rose up in the person of the greatest of their Celtic heroes to take the seven-crowned tiara of the sanctuaries of Manu, obtaining the imperial hand of Justice of the ancient Kingdom of God.
The initiates of Paradesa certainly did not snicker at the Cycle of Ram, its dates, and its Synarchy realizing anew this divine rule that has endured three thousand years; nor did they scoff at its colossal civilization, its four scientific hierarchies ranging from the secret depths of physical Nature to the ineffable essence of the Cosmogonic Powers; nor, finally, at its arts and all the dazzling Mysteries celebrated in its metropolises that are both religious centers and universities.
These initiates have not cast doubt on all I have said about the revolution of the third Orders at the call of Irshu, and about the Synarchic emperor Ougra, nor scoffed at the consecutive assaults suffered by the Ramid Synarchy of the Lamb and the Zodiacal Ram at the hands of the growing anarchy of the Turanians, Yonijas, Hiksos, and Phoenicians, displaying the bloody standard of the Bull as the rallying symbol of their naturalism.
Nor have these initiates charged with inexactitude the entire History of the General Government of the World, starting from the time when, under the impetus of a multitudinous force, the regime of the arbitrary condemned by Moses under the name of Nimrod, the Way of the Tiger, was enthroned there.
Nor have these initiates denied the consistently illuminating and tirelessly liberating role played by the Sanctuaries, which seek to remedy everywhere the apotheosis of the triumphant power and prepare all places for the return of the condition of the ancient universal Covenant.
Finally, they have certainly not found it in themselves to contradict what I have said about the scientific Hermeticism of the Dorian languages, which are the exact mirror of the eternal Logos, [iii] nor what I have said of the splendid esotericism that is contained in the true sacred texts not only of the Vedas, not only in the books of the first Zoroaster and of Hermes, but also in the hieratic Hebrew of the Fifty Chapters of Moses [iv] and the divine Testament of Our Lord Jesus Christ.
All of these things, in fact, and many others besides, are still taught in the absolute purity of an uninterrupted tradition in the depths of the Sanctuaries of the Lamb; and these latter are none but the crypt that has been sealed until my efforts, containing the Mysteries of the revolving movement of the Abramites, of Moses, and finally of the universal promise made to humanity by the divine teacher of all the Christians.
And if one were to ask me why the Pontiffs of Paradesa, showing no pity for the gigantic efforts made by a large portion of our race, have hidden their religious university from the eyes of humanity, I would answer:
They had good reason to do so, because their formidable sciences, much as our own have done, would have provided a weapon to be used against humanity by Evil, the Antigod, the Antichrist, and the general government of Anarchy.
Yes, they were right to do so, inasmuch as the conditions of universal Synarchy have not yet been sufficiently restored over the surface of the entire globe, even with the initiative of the Abramites, Moses, and Jesus.
These sacred names, which I will speak and repeat often, do not involve in my thought, no more than they do in that of the dwellers of Parades a, any of the political or sectarian notions that ignorance has lent to them.
On the contrary, they signify the universal return of humanity to the divine Law that presided over its organization.
Far from casting anathema on any religion, Paradesa blesses all of them and reserves to all of them the justification of all their sacred texts, all their sacraments, and all their Mysteries.
I need only show as evidence our own holy gospel, which, in its Hebrew text, relates the mystical name of the temple of Paradesa and the significant words of Our Lord Jesus Christ: "Ask and you shall receive, knock and the door shall be opened, seek and you shall find."
Our Savior and, before him, the esoteric teaching colleges known under the names of the Prophets, Moses, Jethro, and the various patriarchs, never spoke words in vain. Everyone knows as well as I inside what living Tabernacle Providence keeps safe the ancient seeds of future civilizations.
In the time preceding ours, Paradesa was compelled not to impose but to suffer the law of the Mysteries dictated by God himself to this ancient metropolis of the religious universities, starting at the time when the governmental Anarchy of Nimrod destroyed the relationship then existing between all human societies.
This same law of the Mysteries will only be gradually abrogated, and that only when the promises of Moses and Jesus Christ are made good by the Judeo-Christians, when the Anarchy of the general government of humanity gives way to Synarchy, and when the fatal yoke of the Antichrist and the Antigod are replaced by Liberty, Equality, and Fraternity of nations in the Kingdom of God through the action of Christ.
As for me, after having armed the Judeo-Christians with all the social meanings behind their traditions, it is Parades a itself that I will take as guarantor of the truth of my earlier testimonies and of its own existence.
And if, finding me too well informed of the greatest secrets of their arts, sciences, and mysteries, these initiated scholars are driven to seek my name in their registries and my statue in their underground cities, they will find naught but my spirit that appeared there close to ten years ago, so clearly that my portrait could have been drawn from it.
Nevertheless, as a spontaneous initiate, I have never at any time in my life given any teaching body, nor any individual, any manner of oath pledging not to reveal whatever I might learn or grasp in order to do good to my fellow humans.
This is another reason for me to remain silent concerning all that might cause true harm to the metropolitan temple of Paradesa, at the closed zero of the twenty-two Mysteries.
If the independent rajahs in Asia who still form part of the Council of the Gods, and the Pundits and Gurus, the Bhagwans and Archis, who, with the Brahatmah and his two assessors, make up the Manavic Council of God, find a kind of precision that initially offends them in what I have just written and what will follow, then I assume complete and total responsibility for it.
All that I am about to say is only the development of my earlier work, and nobody but me, among those yet living, should be accused of indiscretion.
I do not owe my Synarchic enlightenment about the past and about the present to any Asiatic initiate currently living, but to several clues vouchsafed me by an august departed individual about whom I have spoken in Mission of the Jews.
So there should be no grounds for suspicion of any intentional revelation, no matter how large or small it may be.
As for those currently living initiates whom I have been fortunate enough to know, they unlocked their lips only because I told them in advance the knowledge that they dreaded to offer me.
I have seen them throw themselves to their knees before God, carried away by ecstasy, while asserting amidst their sobs that it was God himself who forced them to speak.
I hasten to add, to the glory of Paradesa, that these meetings have always been an austere and holy joy for me, an inestimable conformation; and that those of its residents whom it has allowed me to know have always increased, through their wisdom and learning, their holiness, and all their virtues, the respect that I profess for the Ancestor of all temples, all universities, and all civilizations.
I affirm and swear by my soul's salvation that not a person in the world was aware of my intention to write this book and that I have taken counsel from God alone.
Finally, without seeking to explain myself more clearly, I hereby inform the residents of Paradesa that my religious audacity, which they will perhaps fault as mad temerity, is yet only, as far as they are concerned, an act of preservation, prudence, and salvation, whose value t~ey will one day appreciate.
With that said, the reader can now follow me into the metropolitan sanctuary of the Cycle of Ram.
THE MYSTIC SANCTUARYThe current mystical name of this Temple was given to it following the schism of Irshu almost fifty-one centuries ago.
This name, Agarttha, [x], means inaccessible to violence and inaccessible to Anarchy.
This hierogram alone gives the key to the response made by the Trinitarian Synarchy of the Lamb and Aries to the triumph of the general government of brute force, whether it go by the name of military conquest, political tyranny, sectarian intolerance, or colonial rapacity.
Where is Agarttha? What is the specific region in which it lies? Along what road, through what civilizations, must one walk in order to reach it?
It is not suitable for me to answer these questions, which diplomats and military men alike will not fail to ask, at any greater length than I am about to do in this book, before a Synarchic understanding has been reached or at least a treaty signed toward that end.
But since I know that certain powers, in their competition with each other across the whole of Asia, will undoubtedly come close to this sacred territory, and since I know that in some future conflict their armies will inevitably seek to approach it and even to enter it, I have no fear of continuing the divulgation I have begun-out of humanity both for these European peoples and for Agarttha itself.
On the surface and in the bowels of the earth, the true extent of Agarttha defies the embrace and the constraint of profanation and violence.
In Asia alone there are a half a billion people who are more or less aware of its existence and its greatness -- not to mention America, whose subterranean regions belonged to Agarttha in very remote antiquity.
But nowhere will there be found among them a traitor who would provide the precise location where its Council of God and its Council of Gods, its pontifical head and its judicial heart, are located.
If this were to somehow happen nonetheless, and if Agarttha were invaded despite its numerous and terrible defenders, every conquering army, even if it consisted of a million men, would see a repetition of the thundering response of the Temple of Delphi to the countless hordes sent by the Persian satraps.
By calling to their aid the cosmic powers of Earth and Heaven, the Templars and the confederates of Agarttha, even in defeat, could blow up a part of the planet if necessary, destroying these profaners and their country of origin in a cataclysm.
It is for these reasons that the central portion of this sacred earth has never been profaned, despite the ebb and flow, the mutual shock and collapse of military empires from Babylon to the Turanian Kingdom of Upper Tartary, from Susa to Pella, from Alexandria to Rome.
Before Ram's expedition and the predominance of the white race in Asia, the center of the Manavic metropolis was Ayodhya, the Solar City.
With a sure knowledge of Europe's true frontier in Asia, our Celtic ancestor established the Sacred College in the most splendid sites the earth has to offer, and sat at its head as the culmination of his initiatory path.
The earlier libraries remained unchanged, thanks to his very knowledge, despite all the intellectual and social forms created by his luminous initiative.
More than three thousand years after the time of Ram, beginning with the schism of Irshu, the university center of the Synarchy of the Lamb and Aries underwent its first relocation, about which it is not my place to divulge any further detail.
Finally, close to fourteen centuries after Irshu, and a short time after Cakya Muni, the decision for another change of location was made.
Let it be sufficient for my readers to know that in certain regions of the Himalayas, among the twenty-two temples representing the twenty-two Mysteries of Hermes and the twenty-two letters of certain sacred alphabets, the Agarttha forms the mystical zero, which is to be found nowhere.
The Zero, which is to say All or Nothing, all because of the harmonic unity and nothing without it, and all because of Synarchy and nothing because of Anarchy.
The sacred territory of Agarttha is independent, organized in accordance with Synarchic principles, and consists of a population that has grown to approach twenty million souls.
The constitution of the family, with equality of sexes in the home, and the organization of civic communities, cantons, and representational districts from the Provincial level to that of the central government, still retain in all their purity the imprint of the Celtic genius of Ram grafted upon the divine wisdom of the institutions of Manu,
I will not enter into greater detail here, as this topic will be generously examined elsewhere.
In all human societies, the statistics of crime, poverty, and prostitution give proof of their physical vices.
None of our frightful judicial or penitentiary systems are known in Agarttha: there are no prisons.
The death penalty is not applied there.
The duties of the police are carried out by the family fathers.
Crimes are referred to the initiates and to the pundits who oversee this duty.
Their peace arbitration, which is always spontaneously requested by the parties themselves, in almost every case prevents any appeal to the various courts of justice, for the reason that voluntary reparation immediately follows any harm or damage.
Need I say that all the shames and social plagues of non-Synarchic societies -- mass poverty, prostitution, drunkenness, ferocious individualism among the upper classes, subversive spirit among the lower classes, and negligent behavior of all manner -- are unknown in this ancient Synarchy?
The independent rajahs, who are all officers of the various representational districts of the sacred land, are all initiates of high degree.
These kings preside over the Supreme Court of Justice, and their arbitration, established above the cantonal republics, still retains that magisterial nature I examined with such depth in Mission of the Jews.
Around this sacred territory and its already considerable population, there extends a Synarchic confederation of peoples, whose total population is greater than forty million souls.
It is with this shield that European conquerors will have to deal initially, trying in vain to win through force what only a loyal alliance can give them.
And if they are successful at breaking this living rampart, they will find themselves face to face, as I have said earlier, with tragic surprises as colossal as that of the Temple of Delphi, and with soldiers who come back to life without cease, linked together like the warriors of Thermopylae, some of whom, like these latter, will regather their forces after death to fight the Profaners again within the very heart of the Invisible Realm.
Castes, a subject of rightful criticism for the Europeans, are unknown in Agarttha.
The child of the least of Hindu pariahs could gain admission into the sacred University, and, depending on his merits, could leave it or remain to go through all the degrees of the hierarchy.
The presentation is made in the following manner.
At the time of a child's birth, he or she is dedicated by his or her mother: this is the Nazarite of all the Temples of the cycle of the Lamb.
At different stages in succession, Providence is interrogated directly in the Temples, and when the age of admission has arrived, the boy or girl, whose godfather in this endeavor is the initiated rajah of the province, enters the Sacred University, with all expenses absolutely covered.
The rest depends only upon his or her personal merit.
I will now describe the central organization of Agarttha, working my way from bottom to top or from the circumference to the center.
Millions of Dwijas, [x], twice born, and Yogis, [x], one with God, form the great circle, or semicircle rather, that we are about to enter.
They inhabit entire cities. These municipalities are the interior suburbs of Agarttha, symmetrically divided and portioned out in constructions that are mostly underground.
Above them, and heading toward the center, we find five thousand pundits, pandavan, [x], scholars, some among whom indeed provide the service of teaching, while others serve as soldiers of the interior police or the police of the five gates.
Their number of five thousand corresponds to the number of Hermetic roots of the Vedic language.
Each root is itself a magic hierogram, connected to a celestial power, with the sanction of an infernal power.
Agarttha in its entirety is a faithful image of the eternal Logos throughout the whole of Creation.
After the pundits, we next find, divided into semicircles of increasingly reduced size, the solar circumscriptions of the three hundred and sixty-five Bagwandas, [x], cardinals.
The highest circle, closest to the mysterious center, consists of twelve members.
These latter individuals represent the supreme Initiation and correspond, among other things, to the Zone of the Zodiac.
In the celebration of their magic Mysteries, they wear the hieroglyphs of the signs of the Zodiac. They also wear certain hieratic letters, which can be seen in all the ornamentation of their temples and sacred objects.
Each of these Bagwandas or supreme gurus (guru means teacher) bears seven names, hierograms, or mentrams of the seven terrestrial, infernal, or celestial powers.
I will restrict myself to revealing but one of the objects of this power.
The libraries that contain the true body of all the ancient arts and sciences of the last five hundred and fifty-six centuries are inaccessible to any profane sight or any manner of attack.
They are only to be found in the bowels of the earth.
With respect to matters concerning the Cycle of Ram, they occupy some of the underground caverns of the former empire of Aries and its colonies.
The libraries of the earlier Cycles are to be found beneath the seas that swallowed up the ancient Southern continent and in the subterranean constructions of ancient antediluvian America.
What I am about to relate both here and throughout the book will seem like a story straight from One Thousand and One Nights, yet nothing could be more real.
The actual university archives of Paradesa occupy thousands of miles. For cycles of many centuries, several high initiates possessing the secrets of only certain religions, and knowing the true purpose of certain works, have been obliged, beginning each year, to spend three years carving on stone tablets all the facts concerning the four hierarchies of sciences forming the total corpus of Knowledge.
Each one of these scholars performs his work in solitude, far from any visible light, beneath the cities, deserts, plains, or mountains.
The reader should picture in his mind a colossal chessboard that extends under the earth's surface ro cover almost every region of the Globe.
All the splendors of Humanity's time on earth can be found in each square of this chessboard. In some squares the encyclopedias of the centuries and millennia are located, while in others, lastly, are those of the major and minor Yugas.
On the day when Europe finally replaces the anarchy of its general Government with Trinitarian Synarchy, all of these marvels as well as a good many others will become spontaneously accessible ro the representatives of its first amphictyonic Chamber: the Chamber of Teaching.
But until then, woe to the curious and the careless who endeavor to scour the earth!
Only the Sovereign Pontiff of Agarttha with his principal assessors, about whom I will speak in greater detail later, holds within his total wisdom and supreme initiation the entire sacred catalog of this planetary library.
He alone possesses in its entirety the cyclical key that is essential not only for opening each of its shelves, but also for knowing exactly what each of these shelves holds, for making one's way from one shelf to the next, and most importantly, for knowing how to get back out again.
Otherwise, what good would come to the profaner who has succeeded in forcing open one of the underground squares of this brain, this integral memory of humanity!
With all its dreadful weight, the stone door that seals each of these squares, lacking any kind of keyhole, will fall shut upon him, never to be opened again.
In vain, before realizing his terrible fate, he will find himself facing the mineral pages that make up this cosmic book, unable to spell even a single word of it, nor able to decipher the least of its mysteries before realizing that he has descended forever into a tomb from which his cries will never be heard by any visible being.
Each cardinal or Bagwandas, among the Powers that give him their seven hieratic names, possesses the secret of the seven celestial, terrestrial, and infernal regions, and has the power to enter and leave via the seven representational districts of this terrifying memorial of the Human Mind.
Ah! If Anarchy were not presiding over the relations of the peoples on earth, what a colossal renaissance would be achieved through all our religions and all our universities!
It is certain that our priests and admirable scholars, having entered back into the Universal Covenant of ancient times, would then perform their pilgrimages in Africa, in Asia, and in all the places where the tombs of a vanished civilization lie.
Not only would the earth surrender all of its secrets to them, but they would obtain a complete intelligence of it, the Dorian Key, and would return to our various institutions of learning to dispense not dead ash, but waves of living light.
But then, the past would no longer be profaned, and sepulchers no longer ravished of their relics, which are currently mutilated and thereby rendered inexplicable, and thence sent on to encumber our museums.
Antiquity would be piously rebuilt in its original locations: Egypt, Ethiopia, Chaldea, Syria, Armenia, Persia, Thrace, the Caucasus region, and even on the plateaus of Upper Tartary, where Swedenborg saw, through the ground, the lost books of the wars of Jehovah and the generations of Adam.
And then, the laureates of our highest studies would be led en masse to all these sacred resting spots of the human race, with Pontiffs and hymns at their heads!
Ah! Would that Science, rather than existing in our midst as the servant of governmental Anarchy, the slave of force, the instrument of ignorance and iniquity, and the public ruin of all our European nations, might instead rise up again, tiara on her forehead, cross in hand, and return to her ancient luminous peaks!
If, presiding anew over the relational life of the many peoples, she could finally achieve everything that all the ptophets of every religion have predicted, what a divine concord would join back together all the bleeding limbs of Humanity!
This Humanity would no longer be a Christ on the cross over the entire planet, but a glorious Christ reflecting all the sacred rays of the Godhead, all the arts, all the sciences, all the splendors, and all the benefits of that divine Spirit who illuminated the past, and, through our painful gestations, endeavors once more to illuminate the future.
The public economy, freed of the horrific weight of armaments and taxes, will touch all that once was with its golden staff.
Then we would witness the rebirth of Ancient Egypt with its purified Mysteries, Greece in all the transfigured splendor of its Orphic Era, and a new Judea, more beautiful even than that of David and Solomon, and Chaldea before Nimrod.
Then everything would be renewed from top of human organization to the bottom; everything would be illuminated and known, from the heights of Heaven to the central furnace of the earth.
There are no intellectual, physical, or moral disorders to which the coming together of the teaching institutions and the positive reunion of Man with the Godhead would not provide a sure remedy.
The holy ways of the Generation would be discovered anew, the ways of sanctified Life, the ways of Death illuminated by ineffable consolations and worshipful certitudes; and the whole of Humanity will realize the words of the Prophet dazzled by the Mysteries of the other Life: Death, where is thy sting?
We must proceed toward this Synarchic era through the final bloody death agonies of the Anarchy of the general government inaugurated in Babylon.
This is my purpose for writing this book, and it is my intention to draw the reader even deeper into the sacred center of ancient Paradesa.
Following the alternating open and closed circles of the three hundred and sixty-five Bagwandas, come those of the twenty-two, or rather twenty-one, black and white Archis.
The difference between them and the highest initiates of the preceding circles is purely official and ceremonial.
The Bagwandas may choose to dwell in Agarttha or not as they please, but the Archis remain there forever as an integral part of its hierarchical heights.
Their duties are quite extensive, and they assume the Kabbalistic names of Chrinarshis, [x], Swadharshis, [x], Dwijarshi, [x], Yogarshi, [x], Maharshi, [x], Rajarshi, [x], Dharmashi, [x], and finally Praharshi, [x].
These names provide a sufficient indication of all their spiritual and administrative attributes in the sacred university, as well as all other areas in which they exercise their influence.
With respect to the arts and sciences, they form, in combination with the twelve Bagwandas of the Zodiac, the culminating point of the University teaching board and of the great alliance in God with all the cosmic powers.
Above them is only the triangle formed by the Sovereign Pontiff, the Brahatmah, [x], meaning the support of souls in the Mind of God, and his two assessors, the Mahatma, [x], representing the universal soul, and the Mahanga, [x], symbol of the complete physical organization of the Cosmos.
In the subterranean crypt where the body of the last Pontiff is laid to rest, where it waits the entire life of his successor before being incinerated in a sacred manner, we find the Archis who form the zero of the Mysteries represented by his twenty-one colleagues. His name Marshi means Prince of Death, and shows that he does not belong to the land of the living.
All of these different circles of degrees correspond to an equal number of circumferential or central portions of the Holy City, and remain invisible to those who walk on the Earth.
Thousands upon thousands of students have never penetrated past the first suburban circles; few manage to scale the rungs of Jacob's formidable ladder, which leads them through ordeals and initiatory exams into the central dome.
This last edifice, a work of magic architecture like all of Agarttha, is lit from above by catoptric scales, which allow the light [v] to arrive through the enharmonic spectrum of colors as opposed to the solar spectrum described in our books on physics, which is merely diatonic.
This is where the central hierarchy of the Cardinals and the Archis, arrayed in a semicircle before the Sovereign Pontiff, appears iridized as if seen from outside the Earth, commingling the shapes and appearances of the two Worlds, and drowning all visible distinctions of race in celestial radiances, in a single chromatic of light and sound, uniquely removed from the conventional notions of perspective and acoustics.
During the great prayer days, during the celebration of the cosmic Mysteries, although the sacred hierograms are recited in a tone little more than a whisper inside the immense underground dome, a strange acoustic phenomenon take place on the surface of the earth and in the skies.
The travelers and caravans that wander far during the light of day or on clear nights come to a halt, both man and beast, anxiously listening. It seems to them that the Earth itself has opened its lips to sing.
An immense harmony with no visible cause is in fact floating through space.
It unfolds in growing spirals and tenderly shakes the Atmosphere with its waves, then rises to be engulfed in the Heavens, as if seeking there for the Ineffable.
All that can be seen in the distance during the night is the trembling of the Moon and the Stars watching over the slumber of the mountains and valleys, while in the day all that is visible is the resplendence of the Sun over the most enchanting sites to be found on this Earth.
Whether Arabs or Parsis, Buddhists or Brahmanists, Karaite Jews or Subbas, Afghans, Tartars, or Chinese, all travelers respectfully gather their thoughts, listen in silence, and softly utter their orisons in the Great Universal Soul.
Such is the shape taken by the hierarchy of Paradesa from its base to its apex, a veritable pyramid of light enclosing the bond of an impenetrable secret.
At its culminating point, the reader will have already read the symbols of Synarchy in the sacred triangle formed by the Brihatmah and his two assessors, the Mahatma and the Mahanga.
The authority residing in the divine spirit, the power in the judicial reason of the Universal Soul, and the economy in the physical organization of the Cosmos are all confirmation that the Trinitarian Law of history is located at the very head of the Ramid and Manavic corpus.
The instruction received by the adept, just after being accepted by the Divine Will that illuminates human wisdom, is still the same today as it was in the times of Ram and Menes.
This is because once the Synthetic Truth has been experienced, the progress of individuals consists of ascending to it in order to preserve it and propagate it unceasingly in the minds and souls of people.
Whether it be Moses or Orpheus, Solon or Pythagoras, Fo-Hi or Zoroaster, Krishna or David, every applicant, every student, must begin at the bottom rung before making his way to the top.
Newton or Lavoisier, Humboldt or Arago would either have to leave or start over with the ABC's, yes the ABC's.
All Science in fact resides within the sacred Logos, from the most infinitesimal part of the physical order to the most sublime aspect of the divine order.
Everything speaks and everything has meaning, everything wears its own name visibly written in its shape as a symbol of its nature, from the insect to the Sun, from the subterranean fire that devours all matter to the celestial fire that absorbs all essence back into its being.
What I am saying here must be taken literally as well as figuratively.
There is a universal Language of which the reader will catch some fairly precise glimpses in my book Mission of the Jews, and this Language is nothing other than the Logos of the first cycles about which Saint John speaks:
[x]
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In the Principle was the Word
(the power of creative Manifestation);
and the Word was in Him the Gods;
and in Him the Gods was the Word.
Oh! How far we have wandered from this wise language, so simple in all its principles and so certain in all its infinite applications.
Open any textbook of physics or chemistry, and you will see the dreadfully incorrect names, the signs devoid of intrinsic meaning that compose their nomenclature and express their equivalents and their laws.
In the ancient tongues, the same objects were described based on their natures by absolute verbal symbols that evoked the true nature of beings, of things, and their formation and decomposition.
So, brought back to their roots in the living Logos, the mathesis and morphology of the Dorian Logos were themselves a divine action that put everything in Nature, as Moses said, under the jurisdiction of human intelligence and science.
Inside their underground cells, the countless numbers of Dwijas spend their time studying all the sacred languages, and crown the works of the most amazing philology with wonderful discoveries of the universal Language about which I just spoke.
This Language is Vattan.
May the white haired in the company of those whose brows remain as yet unwrinkled spend their solitude absorbed in the study of these mysterious letters!
Each of these stone alveoli have been lit by means of oxydric gas since the remotest antiquity, a gas that cleanses the air rather than contaminates it like our hydrogen carbonate.
How many millions of Sages have emerged radiant from these granite tombs!
From the sons of Pontiffs or kings to the children of humble pariahs, what a selection of luminous souls has been crafted within these caverns.
Each of these grottos, however narrow it may be, has been skillfully aerated.
When in this solitude, the student can already feel his being invaded by the Invisible.
Little by little, holy visions will illuminate his slumber or his open eyes, rewarding his efforts toward Science and toward Virtue, or they will flog the indolence of his mind and his heart.
Living quarters similar to those of our marine officers serve the Dwija as sleeping chambers.
Every evening, he inflates his mattress and pillow with his own breath.
The only furniture is a table and chair. Several mysterious sentences are written on the walls: all calculated for producing inner concentration in the soul, without any distraction from outside.
When the study of the sacred languages has revealed the personal constitution of the divine Mind within the universal Soul, verification will begin through the four hierarchies of sciences, which I examined in great detail in Mission of the Jews.
Once the exams have been passed with honor, the Dwija gradually enters into the circles of years that will lead him to becoming a Yogi.
The first to open to him are all the degrees of the natural sciences, as they were taught in the underground cities of Egypt before the invasion of the Hyksos.
I will not repeat here what I have said elsewhere on this subject: everything taught by our secondary and higher institutions of learning, and everything that still remains for them to discover about physical nature, is taught here by teachers who have no rivals anywhere on earth; they are akin to Priests of Education.
The physiological constitution of the Planet and the cosmos are known down to their tiniest details, both physical and essential, both visible and invisible.
All things have been profoundly studied, from the igneous entrails of the Globe, to its underground rivers of gas, fresh water, and salt water; and even the living beings that inhabit these flames, these gases, or these waters.
All things have been profoundly studied, from the breadth and abyssal depths of the seas, to the role of the magnetic currents that connect one pole to the other in longitude and one tropic to the other in latitude.
All things have been profoundly studied, from matters concerning the air, including the invisible essences that dwell there, to the electricity that develops there, in echoes, after having been formed in the bowels of the earth, to where it will eventually return.
Aerial fleets of dirigible balloons have carried observations to a degree that is wholly inaccessible to our current methods.
Everything has been revealed, even the universal harmonies that produce the terrestrial seasons, the climbing migrations of souls through the North Pole, the elusive Mount Meru, and the indecipherable Alborj of the Vedic and Pehlevi books.
Electric railroads, made not of iron but of tempered and malleable glass, crisscross the ancient empire of Aries, without imprudently impoverishing the planet of its carbon reserves as is done today, nor burdening it with an iron armature that could not be any more lacking in foresight or any more favorable for the propagation of certain cosmic calamities.
And these sciences and these arts, and many others as well, continue to be ceaselessly professed, demonstrated, and practiced in the workshops, laboratories, and observatories of Agarttha.
Chemistry and physics have been developed to such a degree that no one would even want to accept my description, were I to depict them here.
We know naught but the forces of the Planet, at the most!
But despite these latter, the attractive Powers of the Heavens have been sacredly observed and continue to be the subject of ceaseless experiments.
What immense works, reaching down even to the infinitesimally small!
There is not an insect, not a plant, not a mineral, not even a drop of dew, whose dynamic properties have not been inventoried and made the subject of an incredible number of observations and experiments.
But there are yet more gigantic works in the realm of the infinitely large, not only on the physics of the Heavens (which we have not even begun to grasp), but on the physiology and sociology of the entire Universe!
No telescope could accomplish such a thing: thousands of souls, from one century to the next on up to the present, moved by an invincible faith and enlightened by absolute certitudes, have made the ascent into the Heavens, from Star to Star and from Sphere to Sphere, to arrive before the Flaming veil from which every spirit radiates and from which all life originates.
They have explored in every direction the celestial city about which every religion speaks.
And during this time, in the sacred crypts, the supreme council of Magi follows them, watching closely for the slightest sign emerging from the lips of these intrepid investigators, who lie stiff and cold as corpses.
Yes, here celestial Nature has surrendered and will continue to surrender her holy Mysteries.
With respect to the attractive forces of the Heavens, their effect on our purely physical forces has been and continues to be the subject of constant experimentation.
In a portion of their scientific Mysteries, the Magi of Agarttha are unable to approach certain subjects of study without being snatched up from the earth, as was the case with Apollonius of Tyana.
And those on whom, because of faith, the attractional powers of the Heavens are strongest, would break their skulls against the vault of the dome if their colleagues were not there to halt their ascent.
Thus all that is at play in the universe is the weight that chains their bodies to the center of the Earth.
But it is not only upon the living that countless experiments have been performed.
The dead have been injected with substances exercising a connecting effect, forming a median bond between them and the cosmic essence of their souls that have ascended into the Heavens.
The attraction of these souls has lifted up these cadavers to dizzying heights during the night, before the very eyes of the Sages of whom I speak, and will only let them come back down to earth during the day.
This kind of occurrence will be repeated before our own scientists and priests, once Synarchic understanding has been achieved.
Why not before?
Because Agarttha will not open its gates without a guarantee, and because in Europe, even in France itself, a complete legislative agenda is required for a sacred university of this kind to be founded and to perform its experiments without supervision and without outside interference.
All the Yogis and Munis know, in fact, that they are placing their very lives at stake when they enter into such sciences and arts.
Now, if someone starts yelling here about the impossibility of such sciences, I will answer that our Western experimenters are almost touching upon their positive reality.
Their empiricism is already brushing the frontiers of the true Magic; it has already reached the furthest frontier of physiology and psychurgy; it has already almost reached the intersection of the occurrences that concern the natural and human sciences with those that belong to cosmic and divine understandings.
European readers who have, closely or from a distance, followed the works of Charcot, Voisin, Demarquay, Girard-Teulon, Liegeois, and many other current scientific explorers, will be less surprised by reading all I have just said and all I have yet to say on the subject of the sciences and the magic experiments of Agarttha.
However, the scientists of this holy university metropolis would find that our own scientists are practicing black magic when they operate on the unconscious living being by means of any suggestion other than that of the Godhead and its Agents.
The means that produce hypnotism in the hands of our doctors are in fact artificial, as is this latter phenomenon; and they are hardly any more propitious for their subjects' physical and psychological health than they are for their saintliness.
The ideopsychic dispositions of the experimenters and their subjects require a great deal of development in order to arrive with certainty at the luminous series of observations of Agartthian magic.
I know that curiosity, no less scientific than legitimate, is the true motivation of our scientists.
But this is not enough to incline the invisible divinity to allow a glimpse of its Powers, nor the soul to feel them and, through its union with them, to surrender the secret of its dynamic faculties.
With respect to the subjects, their ignorance, their unhealthy state, their mental disturbance, their unawareness of what will be done to them and what is done at their expense, and their neurotic-psychic confusion, offer nothing but pathological conditions that are incompatible with the marvelous manifestations, which, throughout the whole of Antiquity, have proven to the scholars of the Sanctuaries the existence of the soul and the Deity.
Whatever form Western experiments may take, they shall not attain the Power of the Logos by empirical means; while the correlation of colors and mother vowels, sensed by those hypnotized by Monsieur de Liegeois, touches much more closely upon the greatest Mysteries.
I have described earlier how the bowels of the globe have been visited, and the infernal labors of their inhabitants observed there.
What once was still exists, and here is what the initiates of certain degrees say to those of others:
Every year, at a predetermined cosmic time, under the guidance of the Maharshi and the high prince of the Sacred College of Magic, the laureates of the top sections descend once again to visit one of the Plutonian metropolises.
They must first flow through the earth by way of a crack in the surface, which scarcely allows for the passage of a human body.
Breathing comes to a halt, and the Yogi, his hands above his head, slips through it -- an experience that feels as if it lasts a century.
Eventually they all fall, one after another, down into an endless sloping gallery. This is where their true journey begins.
As they descend, the air becomes increasingly impossible to breathe and, illuminated by the light from below, they can see the force of the initiates increasing gradually along the length of immense inclined vaults, at the bottom of which they will soon catch sight of hell's fires.
The greater part of their number is forced to stop in the middle of their journey, suffocating and exhausted despite their provisions of breathable air, food, and calorific substances.
Only those continue who have become able, by the practice of secret arts and sciences, to breathe with their lungs as little as possible, and to use their other organs to draw from the air, in any given place, those divine and vital elements it contains wherever it is found.
Finally, after an extremely long journey, those who have persevered will witness something flaming in the distance that looks like an immense subplanetary conflagration.
The Initiatory Prince will turn around, and with his hand raised, thumb and index finger together, he will speak only through signs, in that universal Language about which I spoke earlier.
What does he say? Here it is:
"Silence! We have arrived. Speak not a word, touch neither the water nor any of the underground fruits of the people you are about to see; and when I cross the Ocean of fire, place your feet exactly in the prints my own have left."
In the same language, the Initiatory Prince will then face and address the beings that cannot yet be seen.
By the sacred hierograms, symbols of the Union of the celestial peoples with our Terrestrial humanity, symbols of the right of command that the divine Mind that animates this humanity has over what is below in the name of what dwells on high, the Prince of Magi commands, and the leaders of the infernal peoples obey.
The cyclopean metropolis opens, lit from below by a fluid red ocean that is a distant reflection of the central fire, which has withdrawn into itself during that time of the year.
There is an infinite array of the strangest kinds of architecture, in which all minerals commingled achieve what the fancies and chimeras of the Gothic, Corinthian, Dorian, and Ionian artists would never have dared dream.
And everywhere, furious at the sight of their home penetrated and invaded by men, a people of human shape and igneous bodies surge forth at the approach of the initiates and leap away on their wings in all directions to perch with their claws clinging to the plutonian walls of their city.
With the Maharshi at their head, the sacred procession follows a narrow path of basalt and hardened lava.
A dull noise can be heard in the distance that seems to extend infinitely, like the shudder caused by the waves of a great equinoctial tide.
During this time, while still moving forward, the Yogis observe and study these strange people, their mores, their customs, their frightening activity, and what use they might be for us.
It is their labors which, at the command of the Cosmic Powers, adapt to our benefit the layers of earth that support us, the underground rivers of metalloids and metals that are necessary to us, the volcanoes that guarantee explosions and cataclysms for our globe, and the systems of our mountains and river valleys.
It is also they who prepare the thunder, by damming up the cyclical currents of the interpolar and intertropical fluids beneath the earth's surface, as well as their interweaving derivations in the various zones of Earth's latitudes and longitudes.
It is also they who consume every living seed as it rots, so that it will be able to bear its fruit.
These people are the Autochthonous Inhabitants of the Central Fire; they are the same who were visited by Our Lord Jesus Christ before he ascended back into the Sun, ensuring that the Redemption would purify everything -- even the igneous instincts from which the visible hierarchy of beings and things is erected here below.
This is because everything is life and everything is harmony in the mind of God, from the summit of the Heavens down into the very center of the Earth.
Here, the European reader, casting aside my book, will shout: "Do you really believe all this, really?"
Yes, sir, and here is the reason why.
What I have been privileged to learn and evaluate directly of the celestial Mysteries makes it impossible for me to doubt the reality of the infernal Mysteries, nor the veracity of any true initiate.
Furthermore, Agarttha is by no means the only Temple that has communicated with the depths of the globe.
All the Celtic priests and priestesses did the same, which earned druidic Europe the name of Empire of Pluto and Kingdom of the Amenti.
According to the esoteric tradition preserved through all the Temples and all Religions, there are no elements -- by which I mean elementary states -- that do not act under the influence of spiritual essences.
This is why, along with Saint Athanasius, Synarchic Catholic of the Universal Church, I say, with hands clasped: Credo in unum Deum, Patrem omnipotentem, Creatorem Creli et Terrae, Visibilium omnium et Invisibilium!
[I believe in one God, the all-powerful Father, Creator of Heaven and Earth, of all that is Visible and Invisible!]
The esoteric doctrine of the Vedas consists of eight physical, cosmic, and divine elements, and consequently eight orders of spirits presiding over the organic constitution of these elements.
Bvumir, [x].
Apo, [x].
Analo, [x].
Vayus, [x].
Hham, [x].
Mano, [x].
Buddir, [x].
Ahankara, [x].
The same doctrine adds four cosmogonic powers:
Agnael, [x].
Yamael, [x].
Varanael, [x].
Uvael, [x].
Under other names, the same powers are expressed in the text of Moses' Egyptian and Agartthian Cosmogony.
Is it possible for a conscious relationship to exist between Man and these Powers?
The Agartthian University still says yes today, and proves it through experiment.
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Notes:i. ["Cakya Muni" refers to the person we commonly know as the Buddha, also known as Sakyamuni, Siddhartha Gautama, Gautama Buddha, etc. -Ed.]
ii. [Saint-Yves, writing in 1886, was naturally referring to the end of the eighteenth century here. -Ed.]
iii. [The "Word" mentioned at the beginning of Genesis; Verbe in French. -Ed.]
iv. [i.e., Genesis. -Ed.]
v. [From the planet's surface. -Trans.]