I dedicate this book to the human beings with wills of steel, to the great rebels, to the high flying eagles, to those who never humble themselves before the whip of any tyrant, to the supermen of humanity, and also to the great repentant sinners, since from them a new race of gods will be the outcome.
In order to reach the High Initiation one does not need to be erudite. Instead, one needs to be perfect as our Father who is in heaven is perfect.
The truth is like a tempest: it causes wreckage.
The common man is pleased with praise and displeased when told the truth, because his best buddy is deceit.
People delight more when they hear talk of fallacies than truths. They are fascinated with falsity and astounded by the truth.
The truth has been bitter since hemlock was given to Socrates. - Gargha Cuichin
Surveying from a height within infinite space, searching and lurking within the Akashic Records of Nature, I could verify for myself that the Moon is the mother of the Earth.
Now, with the open Eye of Dangma, I will submerge myself within the Great Alaya, the famous Over-Soul of Emerson, the soul of the universe. I invite you, beloved reader, to deeply study this book. It is necessary to meditate on it, to go deeply into its content, to know its profound significance.
Sing unto the majesty of fire, oh Goddess of wisdom.
Let us raise our cups and let us toast to the hierarchies of the flames...
Let us ignite our amphoras of gold and let us drink the wine of light until becoming inebriated...
Oh Demosthenes, how fast were your feet in Cheronea...
Who is that young man with a greyish tunic, black and profound eyes, hawk-nose, tall body, and tousled mane?
Who is that joyful young man who laughs happily while in social gatherings with friends, who is broad-minded and blissful in an orgy?
Ah! He is Beelzebub, the king of parties, the simpatico friend of taverns, the joyful friend of orgies, the romantic, handsome, broad-minded man from ancient Arcadia...
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