Yermah the Dorado: The story of a lost raceWait, Frona Eunice
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Yermah the Dorado: The story of a lost race
Wait, Frona Eunice
Fantasy fiction; Geographical myths -- Fiction
“We must be near the place,” the wanderers said to each other, in
awe-stricken whispers.
“Dost thou not see the rock and the flowering cactus?”
“One eagle sits and the other circles—”
“O Thou seen and unseen powers! Search our hearts, that thou mayst know
all our gratitude,” cried the Dorado, falling to his knees, and
prostrating himself on the ground, an act which was quickly imitated by
his comrades.
“I am Gautama,” said a voice.
When Yermah looked up, a man old as Akaza, stood making the hierophant
sign of blessing over him.
“Rise and receive from me word from thy beloved teacher.
“Fear me not.
“These hands have guided thy puny baby footsteps, and now thou must lend
thy strength to me. We have some days yet before thou art at rest.”
The survivors were near the ancient site of Tenochtitlan,[24] then a
dreary waste of water, with its first city ingulfed, but to have rebirth
again and again until the present time.
Gautama was accompanied by two of the Brotherhood and some tamanes,
amply provided with food and fresh raiment, which they gave to the
travelers.
“Thou art the last admitted, and art the youngest initiate,” said
Gautama to Yermah, later. “But thine is a special mission. When once in
Cholula, I shall tell thee all. Thou art anxiously awaited.”
The augmented company went into camp for the rest of the day but they
resumed travel shortly after sunrise, the next morning.
The holy city of Cholula[25] did not exist in those days.
There was nothing on the plain but the splendid “Memento for
Generations,” built by the men of Atlantis, whose descendants were
gathered into the hungry maw of the sea.
This massive pile is twice the length of the Pyramid of Cheops, but not
nearly so high. A long circular stairway led to its top, which measured
an acre in its area, and supported a teocalli—the last temple of the
Brotherhood of the White Star which was built in America.
Nothing could be more sublime and beautiful than the view from the top
of this pyramid. Toward the west stretches the bold barrier of
porphyritic rock which nature has reared around the valley of Mexico,
with huge Popocatepetl and Iztaccihuatl standing like two colossal
sentinels guarding the entrance to this incomparable region.
The word pyramid means a place of fire, while Palai, or Pele, of the
Hawaiians, is the spirit of the volcano center, or precipice of fire, as
a pyramid was often called. The Arabic word Alcyone means the center, or
cone, the spiritual apex around which the sun and all the sidereal
galaxy are circling.
The two mountains represented the masculine potency and the feminine
passivity of all which is generated in nature giving all things their
proportion. Acting on this principle, the ancient sculptors down to and
including Phidias, fixed the respective heights of man and woman as
twenty and nineteen palms of one-third of a foot each, up to the organs
of casualty and comparison, at the roots of the hair on the forehead.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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