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
As Akaza spoke he rapidly sketched a swastika, the revolving cross, and
then he drew a small circle, a crescent, or half-circle and a Maltese
cross.
“These three factors represent spirit, soul and body,—or sun, moon and
earth. In the circle we have spirit active; in the cross, latent. This
is involution and evolution, pure and simple. The circle is the builder
of new forms, the half-circle is the preserver, and the cross is the
destroyer.”
Memphis, in Egypt, was the builder of a new civilization, receiving its
impetus from the immigration and settlement of a band of white magicians
from Atlantis, under the leadership of Amrah, the prophet of the
hierarchy to which Akaza was attached.
The Llama City on the banks of the Brahmaputra River, in the fastnesses
of the Himalaya Mountains, in Thibet, where none of the modern races
have penetrated, was the preserver of arcane wisdom; while Tlamco under
Akaza, represented the section of the earth which was to be destroyed.
Akaza was the hierophant of the triad, and Kadmon was the patriarch
whose faithful followers were to carry the light to India.
“We shall represent Desire, Force and Energy by placing the cross over
the circle,” said Akaza still illustrating with a fragment of burned
camphor and the pointed caduceus.
What he drew was the present symbol of the planet Mars.
“Here we have spirit pushing on toward manifestation, producing
Experience—the supreme teacher. The negative is over the positive, and
this gives us both construction and destruction. Let us destroy it—place
the cross under the circle—and we have a true symbol of Love. Spirit has
forced its way through matter, and it has become one with itself.”
He turned to Yermah and took both his hands in his own. Looking at him
earnestly, Akaza said:
“Never forget what I am saying to thee now. _Until love has entered our
hearts_, we are not in touch with anything in nature. Love is the soul;
and until we feel its sweet influences in our lives, we go on seeking
fresh experiences on the cross of discord. Love produces harmony. Desire
produces discord. The sun represents the planet which sheds these
influences, and therefore stands for Power. This is the golden bowl, the
essence of Life itself. The cross and the circle are the hieroglyphs of
our spiritual nature.”
Akaza’s look became abstracted and intense, and he mechanically pushed
his hair up from his forehead.
“I see by a glance into the future that these symbols will become the
phallic emblems of sex-worship, which will touch the lowest rung of the
downward spiral. Woman is destined to suffer much on this account, and
from another event which is close at hand.”
“Thou hast made plain the creative phase,” said Yermah, after a pause,
wishing to bring Akaza back to the subject in hand.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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