The Third Vision
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Intro
The third vision is detailed below. At this moment it looks like there will be three posts of commentary regarding this vision. In the mythical symbology from the Mysteries, this vision concerns my descent into the underworld to confront the Terrible Mother and realize my divine inheritance.
Descent to the Underworld: The previous vision indicated the initiate starting to gain independence from the Mother, hearing the ‘song of the heart’ that originates in the underworld at the forest’s center. However this movement must involve confrontation with the Terrible Mother. As such, the initiate overcomes significant challenges to prepare for this journey and further move into his divine nature.
The Inheritance: The initiate peers into the ruby at the forest’s center, indicating the inheritance that lies in store for him. What unfolds is a creation story, indicating the dead world order of the present day, and how the destiny of the initiate is to participate in his own renewal, and thereby the world. The initiate finds this renewal is precipitated through the Goddess, who separates Heaven and Earth.
Separation of Heaven and Earth: The initiate recapitulates this renewal and descent into the underworld in his real life. This event precipitates a death experience upon encountering Kali, the Terrible Mother. The initiate is then reborn as the Goddess descends to activate his divine nature which ascends to Heaven, which will then renew the Earth of the initiate’s body in the fourth vision.
The Third Vision
Standing on a precipice
A pure white light radiates below
Dive straight downwards
Into a chasm
Of indistinguishable blankness
Some distance down I stop falling
And I float amidst the heaven
Luxuriating in a white light
Lotus position
The light submerges me
And I take on the appearance of an Egyptian God
(pause)
Floating for an unknown length of time
Land softly
Enter a hidden doorway
Into a dark forest
The trees press close
Claustrophobic
Through the darkness
Only a narrow path to guide me
I come to a crossroads
A clearing with lush grass
A beam
Shoots down from above
Revealing a great staff
Plunged into the earth
But is not of the earth
I retrieve the staff
It is deeply rooted
But is removed easily
There is a great ruby atop the staff
And it draws the eye
Hypnotic trance
Visions of waves and hills
Transfixed in the detail of the ruby
Great depths
Billowing wisps
Within the ruby itself
Attention is consumed as the minds eye enters the ruby itself
White mists billow out
Ghostly, apparition-like
A cold desolate wasteland
As far as the eye can see
No life, no hope of redemption
A God-forsaken place
Completely alone
No hint of life save for the stars that twinkle above
Shafts of red light appear
Meteors
And as the red light makes contact with the earth
There remain star debris
Brilliant rainbow rocks
That glitter with an opalescent brilliance
The colors shine brightly
There aren't many rocks
Compared to the blank desolation of the earth
And they are very small rocks
But wherever these rocks land
Their brilliance dominate the landscape
The rocks are seeds of meaning
The souls of Gods
Their number is 252
And they are of the staff
They have an otherworldly nature
Launched from eternity
They enter the earth and take root
The seeds of the New Aeon
The birth of culture
They are not many
They are only few
A promise of life everlasting
A promise of wolves
Of rats
Of beasts of the night time
The first creatures to inhabit this earth
They bring Wisdom and Fortune
And the men that first inhabit this place
Will be in constant worship
The men will build houses
The men will light a fire
The wolves will evolve from this fire and protect this place
The rats will multiply
And through pestilence they bring Fortune
And the beasts of the nighttime
Are descendants of a myth
A song that pervade all civilizations
Mighty beasts
And yet small in stature
Black hearts
The Titans
The forebearers of true Gods
The next line of divinity
The true Gods descend from the Wolves
They enter from the Sky
They are bearers of technology
New forms of media
That will beguile and enslave the men of the next age
They are farmers
They specialize in apple and citrus
And they bear bread
They toil the soil
And eggs are laid
That enrich the soil
And the yokes of these eggs
Form rivers that nourish the cities
Rivers of deep yellow
That have a sweet nectar
The yokes are for the children that come after
And form the heart of the new religion
For the Gods that come down from the sky
The women that descend from the rocks
Have a free and pure nature
They lie within the earth
They lie facedown in the earth
They are green women
They sprout fruits
That sprout into trees
And the trees sprout branches that reach into the skies
The trees bear great structures
That reach up to the edge of the ruby
To the surface of the ruby itself
And form a canopy over the edge of the ruby
And the roots of the trees head to the bottom of the ruby
A new sky is formed
That envelopes the Earth
And the Heavens and Earth are conjoined
Through the roots and branches
From the limbs of the women
My heart is buzzing
My heart is buzzing
It feels that I can extract it from my body
As if it is the Jewel
The Ruby that occupies my attention
And lies at the center of Ra
The God who I have invoked
The Ruby comes to life
It comes to life in the stars
It comes to life in the staff
The staff is a serpent
The Ruby is its life
And just as the Ruby is my heart
So too is it is the heart of civilization
And the Gods yet to come
And the pattern of the New Aeon
The ruby glows
The ruby glows
The ruby is Hadit
The New Aeon is revealed