CONCLUSION
“My beloved brothers and sisters of the Gnostic Movement. We have concluded this course of esoteric teaching and I was thinking to end these meetings, entering for a while into recess, but I see that these meetings are of spiritual necessity for all of us, and thus I believe that it would he better if we were to continue meeting on the 27th of each month.”
That is what I was saying on 27th July, 1961 in the home of a distinguished man of science. At that time I had finished the Perfect Matrimony and, at the same time concluded a course of sexual-esoteric teaching that I had given to a group of Gnostic Rosicrucian students.
The reason why I thought of finishing with the esoteric meetings in Mexico was disenchantment. In the beginning, the meeting room was full of people. Everyone enjoyed studying the mysteries of sex and the Path of the Perfect Matrimony. Afterwards, as time passed, the people were no longer interested in the Perfect Matrimony not in Sexual Magic.
After two years the esotericisms attending these meetings could be counted on the fingers of one hand. Under such circumstances I considered that it was useless to continue giving lectures. My intention was to end the lectures and meetings that night. However, something remarkable occurred that night. I felt filled with an immense Love, grandiose, sublime. My heart filled with pain remembering the thought of leaving them alone. It was then that I resolved not to terminate the meetings and to continue on with the few. When I returned home I received a telepathic message from the Temple of Chapultepec. I was ordered to leave the house and go immediately to the forest of Chapultepec.
I obeyed the order and left the house, bound for that marvelous forest which the Master Huiracocha speaks of in his novel the “Rosy Cross”.
The Castle of Chapultepec shone marvelously with its thousands of little lights. The avenues and the central stairway were deserted and the doors hermetically sealed. It is difficult to enter the forest of Chapultepec in these midnight hours because the guards and policemen are alert and vigilant, and it could happen that if some Gnostic Rosicrucian student were to venture into the forest, they could be mistaken for some thief.
The zeal of the guards is great because in the Castle of Chapultepec there are immense riches. Remember the solid gold dinner service of Emperor Maximillian, and the colonial riches contained in the halls of the palace. This is the most magnificent palace in Mexico.
It is not important to relate how I was able to enter the forest of Chapultepec at midnight. The reality was that I entered; that is all. I walked along the avenue, turning at the hill of Chapultepec, continuing in the direction of the fountains that were constructed by President Madero. The path was deserted and the night dark... I spent some time waiting for a prearranged signal. It seemed a very long time to me, but at the end someone arrived who spoke on my behalf, and everything was arranged.
The Superior Adept of the Temple ordered me to enter and without further formality I went in. The Temple is situated inside the hill of Chapultepec. In other times this Temple
was visible to the Aztecs, but afterwards, with the arrival of the Spanish, it entered into a state of Jinas. The Empire of Light and Faith of the Nahuas is in this Tern- pie.
Two guardians holding drawn swords guard the entrance and nobody is able to enter without superior orders.
That was a night of immense happiness for me. The Temple was filled with a Light of immaculate whiteness. It was Light permeated by Life and Spirit, Light that cast no shadows. This Light comes from a monstrance chalice. In such a Light the Soul feels filled with a truly indescribable happiness.
An Angel entered the Temple with me and took a seat. The Superior Adept of the Temple showed us some very beautiful pictures filled with life and movement. There are many such pictures in the White Lodges. In his book entitled “With the Adepts”, Franz Hartmann has already spoken about this kind of picture, which he saw in the Rosicrucian Temple of Bohemia. The figures in these kinds of pictures are full of life and movement. This is called the Royal Art of Nature.
The Superior of the Temple, seeing our admiration for the pictures, addressed the Angel and then myself, saying, “You are forbidden to touch these pictures.” The Angel faithfully obeyed the order; I frankly, felt tempted to touch them... They were so beautiful... A severe re minder from the Master, given in time, was sufficient, “I have al ready told you, sir that you are forbidden to touch these pictures.” “Certainly I do not intend to touch them.” was my response.
The Temple shone that night with ineffable glory. It is impossible to describe such beauty with human words. The roof, the walls, was all solid gold. However, something filled me with amazement. I had heard so much talk about Theosophy, Rosicrucianism, Hermeticism, Yogism etc., etc., and here I was, actually in the Gnostic Rosicrucian Temple itself, in Jinas. There was only a small group of ladies and gentlemen who like myself had also been invited to the gathering in the Temple.
I remembered the lecture halls of some professors of occultism, al ways full of thousands of people; I remembered the temples of the world, filled with thousands of human beings; I remembered the lodges that call themselves Rosicrucian with their millions of affiliates; and here, now, in the Temple of the White Lodge itself, the few that there were could be counted on the fingers of one hand. Then I understood everything. At first many people came to our esoteric meetings. As time passed, the number who attended notably de creased, and now only a few thirsty for Wisdom and Love were coming to us. When I understood this I spontaneously exclaimed, “The temples, lodges and schools of the world are always full of many people because Satan has enticed them; but to the temples of true Divine Wisdom come only a few.” Thus I spoke, with a voice that surprised me, and when I spoke I noticed that the superior of the Temple was in agreement. Then he said, “That is so, Satan has enticed them.” immediately after having confirmed my words, the Master ordered the Angel to go up to the choir of musicians and singers to sing. The Angel obeyed and after having ascended to the choir, sang the history of the centuries in opera.
From the doctrinal point of view, the Angel placed himself mentally in the time of the future Fifth Round of planetary evolution. In that age the physical - chemical Earth will
already be no more than a cadaver, a new moon. Then all evolving life will develop in the etheric plane or etheric region of our Earth. The seven races of flesh and bone will no longer exist; they will have become extinct.
The Angel sang with a voice so ineffable and sweet that it resembled the Magic Flute of Mozart. My whole being went into ecstasy. To hear an Angel sing is something in your life that you can never forget.
The Angel, situated mentally in the future Earth of the Fifth Round, related in opera the history of terrestrial evolution. He mentioned all the prophets that have been sent to the Earth. He narrated with a melodious voice the history of the seven races of the world, the apocalypse of the present fifth race, the continents that existed in the past and their general destruction, the great cataclysms of the Earth, the great wars, the superhuman efforts that had been made by the great Avatars to save humanity, the crucifixion of the Martyr of Golgotha etc., etc. Then he lamented with pain the few that had been saved. Only a few had managed to be born as Angels. The rest, the great majority of human beings, were swallowed by the abyss. Of the billions of Souls that entered evolution and involution on the planet Earth, only a handful of creatures were fit for the Angelic state. “For many are called, but few are chosen.”
When the Angel reached this part of his ineffable opera I felt profoundly moved and amazed. Frankly, I had believed that the case of only a few being saved and the great majority being lost could only apply to the Earth, and in the past Mahàmanvantaras to the Earth-Moon, but that in the rest of the worlds things were different. The Angel pointed out this error when he said, “And this that has happened on the Earth will always be repeated in all the worlds of infinite space.” When the Angel finished his ineffable song I under stood why so many people had attended my meetings, and why, of the many who began only a few remained with me. Now I am disposed to continue with the few. I am no longer interested in having a room full of people. Really, many are they who begin, but few who arrive. The Perfect Matrimony is the Path of the Razor’s Edge. To affiliate oneself with a school, lodge, order etc., is something very easy. To study yoga, Hermeticism, philosophy, astrology is very beautiful and easy; but to be born as an Angel is terribly difficult.
The Angel must be born of the sexual seed. This is precisely the difficult part. The seed of the wheat germinates easily. Certainly many seeds are lost, but the majority germinates and become ears of wheat, which give forth the Grain with which the multitudes nourish them selves.
To plant seeds of corn is also an easy thing. Many seeds are lost, but the great majorities are not; they germinate and produce corn. The most difficult is the seed of Angels. This seed is carried by man in his sexual glands, and very rarely does it germinate.
We have concluded this book affirming absolutely that only with the Perfect Matrimony can we achieve the germination of this seed and give birth to the fruit. This fruit is the Angel. Here is the problem, the difficult thing.
It so happens that people think that belonging to this or that faith, such and such a religion, one or another sect, they are already saved. Naturally this is false. A seed never germinates because of what a man believes or stops believing. An insect is never born because of what a human being thinks or stops thinking. A man is never born from the parchment of theory. The matter is sexual and in this the Angel is no exception.
The members of all religions, schools, sects and beliefs say, “For many are called, but few are chosen.” All the world repeats it and presumes, as is normal that they are the chosen ones. Nobody considers him self lost. They believe that with their belief, theory, study etc., they are already saved. A false and absurd thing, because the problem of being born cannot be the result of beliefs, theories or concepts. The reality is different. To be born is a totally sexual problem.
In the esoteric heart of the great religions Sexual Magic is taught. Unfortunately, people do not investigate it, do not inquire. That is the problem.
People do not like Sexual Magic because it means the sacrifice of oneself, of one’s animal passions. Rare is he who can be truly steadfast in Sexual Magic. Many begin with curiosity, but after a few days they can no longer tolerate it and then give themselves over to fornication. These are the weak who afterwards go about saying that Sexual Magic is harmful. These are the degenerated seeds that do not germinate.
Sex is the path that leads human beings to the Final Liberation. If someone thinks that some different path may exist for self-realization, clearly he is totally mistaken. This is the law for all the continents, worlds and spaces.
We will talk now a little about Selene. Certainly, today the Moon is a cadaver. However, before it died it was a world that had very beautiful seas, luxuriant vegetation, all kinds of people etc., etc. Unfortunately, the lunar multitudes became demons. Only a small handful of human creatures achieved practical Adepthood.
On our planet Earth the result will be the same. Only a small group of people will be born as Angels. We can affirm without fear of error that the humanity of the Earth will be swallowed by the abyss.
The theosophists are mistaken when they affirm that all human beings will reach liberation. This concept is not accepted by the White Lodge because it is false.
Those who think that by believing in something or other they will be saved are mistaken. This concept is false. Those who believe that with the bellows-system of prãnãyama and philosophy they can be saved are mistaken. Nobody can save himself without being born, and nobody can be born without sex.
I have concluded this book with immense sorrow for humanity. It is lamentable that the abyss should swallow so many people. I write with pain, because I know that humanity does not accept the Perfect Matrimony. I conclude this book perfectly convinced that those who truly know how to take advantage of it are very few. People do not like these things. Everyone thinks that with their particular belief, religion, order or school, they can save themselves, and there is no way of convincing them that they are mistaken. In the future Fifth Round, all those who do not accept the Perfect Matrimony will become demons, inhabitants of the abyss. In the future Fifth Round, those who accepted the Perfect Matrimony will be Angels.
We are at the end of the Aryan Race, beginning to live the Apocalypse of Saint John, and millions of human beings are entering the abyss. These poor people enter the abyss
convinced that they are doing very well; they believe that they are already the chosen ones, and that their beliefs have saved them. That is what they believe and there is no way to prove the contrary to them. Thus they submerge into the abyss where, after many millions of years, they disintegrate slowly, becoming cosmic dust. That is the Second Death.
We conclude this book by saying only he who becomes an Angel is saved. The Angel must be born within our very selves. To be born is an absolutely sexual problem and the only path is that of the Perfect Matrimony.
SAMAEL AUN WEOR
