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During my first samadhi I had a sensation as though God was telling me a joke and I was the only one in the universe that was laughing.
During my second death I had a feeling like god was a lonely old man telling himself stories and starting to believe they were real.
During my third death I realized that I was god.
During my fourth death I realized that I was nothing so it didn’t matter if I was god, everything, everywhere, was nothing.
The universe is NOTHING CHANGING.
During my fifth death it was revealed to me that I was love and things came into existence so that I could express my love to myself
in the form of other objects and people.
During my 6th death I realized that there were too many phenomenon in the universe to comprehend.
During my 7th death I longed for the dissolution of my sense of self. I wanted to return to a state of forgetting. I wanted to remember
FROM THE LINGAYAT OF SHIVASTUS SOLOMONICUS
Shivastus Solomonicus lay dying, at 999 years of age surrounded by his most faithful apostles. Ataraxia, sat at his right hand reading to him and recording his dying will. Noah Socrates was well on his way to return the book of all Wisdom to the Akashic Library. Shivastus had purified himself of all of his karmas and had satisfied all of his desires he had achieved zero karma hundreds of years ago and felt nothing as his life slowly fled from him. He faded in and out of consciousness and this is what he experienced.
Noah Socrates was able to fill this in retroactively from the Akashic Library with the blessing of Frater S. S.
I felt my soul project from my body shooting up like a rocket into the void of space. I picked up speed and found myself heading towards Saturn, entering the atmosphere I suddenly I found myself in a room with a large scales in front of me and a large, black, Jackal headed creature facing me. In front of the scales and the creature there was something, hideous, and writhing and disgusting that looked like the head of Medusa. On either side of me facing in the same direction there were two muscular creatures looking similar to the first except each had a sword and a spear. I sensed they were some manner of bailiffs. The first creature spoke in a loud, deep, strange voice saying, “I am Dogon, and this is very serious, these are grave matters. Your life is on trial. How do you plead?”
“Do you see this knot floating in front of me? That is the collective judgments and superstitions and traditions of all of the people from your realm and they disagree with you. Defend your assertion.”
“I only recognize the authority of reason as the law which has the right to judge me.”
“You appear lacking in humility.”
“I am ill equipped to win the contest of humility, just as others are ill equipped to win the contest of ability, should I hide my light so that they think their own brighter? I increased my talents and they buried their own.”
“You are an unpleasant, arrogant, creature.”
“It is hard to live a life of pleasantness when you are wise and are surrounded by morons that want to force their way on you and are determined themselves to fail. I disagree that I am arrogant, I believe I evaluate myself correctly. Arrogance is thinking you are better than you are, I am as good as I think I am and I am willing to prove it.”
“Do you mock my authority?”
“Does authority extend to making a crooked law? or practicing an injustice? If you can’t prove me wrong in reasoned debate or in scientific experiment then I deserve a contest of strength.”
“What you say is not untrue, but as long as this knot exists, your sentence is mandatory and I have no ability to lessen it.”
Now, to say that Shivastus was a good martial artist would have been a lie. He was a great martial artist, perhaps the greatest ever, he was a full fledged Tai Chi, he had absorbed so much orgone that he could move at the speed of thought and he had the strength of over 100 men. Faster than the eye could see, or the mind could grasp, in one fell swoop he had grabbed one of the swords and was flipping through the air towards the Gordion Knot. Charging the sword with chi and concentrating his intention, before anyone could act he severed the ugly giant head of sentimental judgments in twain, and their lay the dying Gorgon head, writhing and oozing and gurgling in its death throws.
“You are free to go.” Said the creature.
Shivastus repercussed into his physical body, startling Ataraxia. The rest of the account is told to us by her.
“What is it, my guru?”
“I see myself in the garden of Eden. I am the tree, and I am god, and I am Adam, and I am eve, and all three are one in me. I have crossed the abyss…
Shivastus exhaled his last breath and his body disappeared, a sparkly golden light filled the room. There was the sound of haunting Angelic music, and the intoxicating smell of night blooming jasmine, the most delicate of smells. The smell and the music lingered for three days and a million people came to visit the place of his death and it became a holy sight. He had filled himself with so much orgone that when the soul energy was raised it also turned his physical body into intelligent energy. The only thing left behind was his hair and nails, which, as was his request was made into a lab grown diamond and placed into a ring. The carbon from his hair and nails colored the diamond the most beautiful unearthly color of blue and it was set in a shrine to wait for the appointed one that would save the Zed society if it became corrupt.
Hello students of the Mysteries, this is Noah Socrates speaking to your from the Akashic Repository via the tepaphone, let those of you that have ears listen. Today we are not going to scry or move through history as we usually do but I am going to tell you of an event that I remember back when I was on earth with my beloved Guru and friend frater Shivastus Solomonicus. Sometimes he would get so enthusiastic that he would blurt out occult secrets and expose that he had personally influenced events in history. He would incriminate himself with guilty knowledge that only a certain historical personage had known.
This one time the subject of King Arthur came up which provoked babaji to start going into this story about how Excalibur had been the name of Arthurs first sword and he had broken it by using it dishonorably. Babaji then explained that the name of the second sword was PRAXIS. Everyone was dumbfounded, mouths agape. Many of his students were fluent with the subject of Arthurian Mysticism and diligent students of those mysteries, and none of them had ever heard that before. It wasn’t hard to figure out that Babaji being 900 and some years old had something personally to do with King Arthur. He had accidentally shown his hand.
A frantic discussion began in the Zed to find out exactly what his relationship with Arthur was. I won’t tell you all of the wild ideas but just the ones that I found in my research from the Akashic Library to have been correct. It turns out that he was the Merlin. Merlin’s staff had two dragons on it. According to what Shivastus said at other times the white dragon and the red dragon represented Indulgeance and Aversion the forces that make up the human body. The wine and the bread, the blood and the brain. He taught that the balancing of these out was the alchemical marriage. Many of the Zed thought and I feel correctly so that his initials S.S. were a reference to the two dragons on Merlin’s staff.
Some believed that the two S’s in Moses were similar. Shivastus often taught that the word moses meant freedom and came from the Indian word Moksha. Some people correlated the two serpents that Moses Serpent ate up when he threw it down in front of Janis and Jambris as meaningful too. Shivah tells us the Jains were the mystics from india. Moses demonstrated Sapiential Authority over the advisers to the king.
I was able to talk to him in private one day as we walked through the maze garden on our walking meditations and he told me that what King Arthur had been trying to do was to bring the philosophy of the cult of the Augures to the modern age for the good of the world. Arthur was Auctoritas, the word made by the cult of the Augures and their philosophy on society and praxis, the Zed society itself was based on the tenets of that cult. Even Jesus had tried to bring the very same message to the West and succeeded to a greater or lesser extent before his message was corrupted. Auctoritas Rex is the once and future king because he is the only king that deserves to rule. Jesus wasn’t king of the Jews, he was king of the philosophers because the rabbinical tradition was a philosophical guru tradition, so it should read.
IAESUS NAZAREUM REX PHILOSOPHORUM
Praxis is the practice and process of applying your philosophy in the world, walking your talk. The high priest isn’t above the law and doesn’t invent the law, he teaches the law and the law is pre existent and immutable. If the high priest didn’t teach it the very rocks would scream it. Nobody is above the authority of reason. Homo Sapiens means wise man. People aren’t born wise and some people never attain to wisdom which means that not all human animals are actually HUMAN, only wise man is human, only wise man is like god.
Shivastus would hammer over and over again that if you don’t know the logical fallacies and cognitive biases you can’t prevent yourself from making them. And you will not be a wizard before you are a philosopher king. The siddhis don’t even begin to take effect until you are rational, perfectly rational. Magick is not only dangerous to the wielder without reason and without a guru, it is an act of theft from god.