The twilight deepens, and while setting, the sun says goodbye and reveres the Astral Knights with a blood-red covering the sky. In the astral planes, the Sacred Assembly of Knights is prepared to carry out the third part of the Golden Ceremonial. It is the last hour: the hour of the spirit, the hour to understand all, and rush later in the limitless darkness and join Him who cannot be named. Frightened elementals of the air escape through a red horizon of thunderbolts and bolts of lightning. The Eternal Image of the Veiled Woman emerges from the old, dead crater. In a few moments, they will be everlastingly united. United: where and how? The Initiated Knight walks toward Her; the Saint Companions remain behind. The voice, if one may call it so, speaks:
You do not know how long I have been waiting for this moment, fleeting creature, nor do you know that I have been expecting you since the beginning of the Universe. Neither the worlds nor the plan of the cosmos had been made or outlined when you were, and I was, too. But I was light, and you were darkness. Since then, I have loved you over all things, and because I loved you, I killed you. Perchance, did you ever see the statue of Kali dancing over the dead body of her husband, holding a bleeding knife? This is not only a symbol; it is a truth. I killed you. Still, I remember with clarity the absolute legend of Genesis, when for love I came to you with temptation, and I killed you with this temptation. Since I was the Divine, my union with humankind was impossible without destruction.
For your sake, I made the Universe, the planetary chains, and millions of worlds crowning your head. And I have been looking for you through these worlds and these cycles. Meanwhile, you wandered, running after the illusion, seeking me in this illusion. For your love, I have destroyed the worlds that I made, and I have put war and blood on the earth; to re-conquer you, I have assumed every crime and every evil, and I have destroyed any impediment to our union by a movement of my hand.
How many times I wept and called you, but you did not recognize me! How many times I assumed several forms and aspects, but despite that, you did not remember me, and you even rejected me! For you, I left Divinity and went down to the depth of human sorrow and misery because I believed that by being like you, I would conquer you again. I taught you legends and doctrines, and I wished to die like a God for your love. But even so, you did not recognize me! For our reunion, Divinity had to become human, but also it was indispensable to Deify humankind, oh my Redeemer!!
A thick veil covers the intuition of the Initiated Knight: he does not understand. He says, “Why so much suffering and so much evil to become what we were? Why do these ups and downs, this descent of Divinity to Humanity, become the same? Why crime, horror, and misery?
In fact, oh Knight, you never stopped being what you were, and you never have been what you believe to be. Like a childish game, the Divine Being, Eternal Light, wants to be reflected in the darkness. There is neither ascent nor descent. There is, however, an illusion that produces light through its reflection in darkness. Worlds are nothing more than shadows of God. Neither good nor evil exist; neither crime nor sorrow exist. Those who die come again to be, and evil of today is good of tomorrow. A civilization is destroyed and falls because a new, better civilization is being formed in its place. A criminal weapon pierces the body of a man because a new body, more beautiful, is ready for him. Also, the spirit is untouchable and free of any harm; here, it suffers and wanders and experiences changes and transformations because it believes so. But as soon as the spirit recognizes itself, at whatever point or stage of the way where he may state, “I am It,” the illusion disappears, and this spirit recovers its pristine Divinity and Essence.
Well, then, I wish to destroy the illusion once and for all: I want to be such as I am.
Eternal symbol of the Circle and the Cross, the Holy Ank, shines on the sky, which is now covered by the cloak of the night.
The lips of the immortal wife are united with those of the immortalized Knight.
The echo of Chants of the Knights resounds in the Universe.
I knew you from the beginning, and I loved you from the beginning. The two were One.
When the eyes try to perceive the peak to glimpse those Perfect Lovers, they have disappeared.
Just the flame emerges brilliantly on the summit of the Mount.
You do not know how long I have been waiting for this moment, fleeting creature, nor do you know that I have been expecting you since the beginning of the Universe. Neither the worlds nor the plan of the cosmos had been made or outlined when you were, and I was, too. But I was light, and you were darkness. Since then, I have loved you over all things, and because I loved you, I killed you. Perchance, did you ever see the statue of Kali dancing over the dead body of her husband, holding a bleeding knife? This is not only a symbol; it is a truth. I killed you. Still, I remember with clarity the absolute legend of Genesis, when for love I came to you with temptation, and I killed you with this temptation. Since I was the Divine, my union with humankind was impossible without destruction.
For your sake, I made the Universe, the planetary chains, and millions of worlds crowning your head. And I have been looking for you through these worlds and these cycles. Meanwhile, you wandered, running after the illusion, seeking me in this illusion. For your love, I have destroyed the worlds that I made, and I have put war and blood on the earth; to re-conquer you, I have assumed every crime and every evil, and I have destroyed any impediment to our union by a movement of my hand.
How many times I wept and called you, but you did not recognize me! How many times I assumed several forms and aspects, but despite that, you did not remember me, and you even rejected me! For you, I left Divinity and went down to the depth of human sorrow and misery because I believed that by being like you, I would conquer you again. I taught you legends and doctrines, and I wished to die like a God for your love. But even so, you did not recognize me! For our reunion, Divinity had to become human, but also it was indispensable to Deify humankind, oh my Redeemer!!
A thick veil covers the intuition of the Initiated Knight: he does not understand. He says, “Why so much suffering and so much evil to become what we were? Why do these ups and downs, this descent of Divinity to Humanity, become the same? Why crime, horror, and misery?
In fact, oh Knight, you never stopped being what you were, and you never have been what you believe to be. Like a childish game, the Divine Being, Eternal Light, wants to be reflected in the darkness. There is neither ascent nor descent. There is, however, an illusion that produces light through its reflection in darkness. Worlds are nothing more than shadows of God. Neither good nor evil exist; neither crime nor sorrow exist. Those who die come again to be, and evil of today is good of tomorrow. A civilization is destroyed and falls because a new, better civilization is being formed in its place. A criminal weapon pierces the body of a man because a new body, more beautiful, is ready for him. Also, the spirit is untouchable and free of any harm; here, it suffers and wanders and experiences changes and transformations because it believes so. But as soon as the spirit recognizes itself, at whatever point or stage of the way where he may state, “I am It,” the illusion disappears, and this spirit recovers its pristine Divinity and Essence.
Well, then, I wish to destroy the illusion once and for all: I want to be such as I am.
Eternal symbol of the Circle and the Cross, the Holy Ank, shines on the sky, which is now covered by the cloak of the night.
The lips of the immortal wife are united with those of the immortalized Knight.
The echo of Chants of the Knights resounds in the Universe.
I knew you from the beginning, and I loved you from the beginning. The two were One.
When the eyes try to perceive the peak to glimpse those Perfect Lovers, they have disappeared.
Just the flame emerges brilliantly on the summit of the Mount.