Continuation from the 2024 post. I.T.

This is written in the style of mystical/esoteric literature inspired by the legendary “Emerald Tablets of Thoth” and the mythic Halls of Amenti associated with Atlantean and Hermetic traditions.

“Behold, O Thoth, the fate of those who sought power over the soul of man. They built kingdoms of stone and gold, yet forgot the Law of Light. And when their hearts became filled with pride, their civilizations fell into dust.

For every power that rises against the balance of the Universe shall one day collapse beneath its own weight.”

And I saw Atlantis as it sank beneath the dark waters while flames split the heavens. I saw temples crumbling and sages carrying the secrets of the Light toward hidden places of the Earth.

Then the Dweller placed his hand upon my forehead, and my mind opened like a gate. I saw that man is bound to the stars, and that every soul carries within itself a spark of the First Fire.

“Know this,” he said, “no soul is lost forever. Even the one who wanders in darkness will one day seek the Light again. For the source of life lies within man himself.

When heart and mind become one, then the Hidden Gate opens. When man conquers fear, then the chains fall away. When he knows himself, then he also knows the Gods.”

And they commanded me to preserve the Words of Amenti for those who would come in distant times, when humanity would once again seek the path toward the Light.

Therefore I wrote these words in stone and in silence, so they would not be lost through the passing of ages. For the day will come when the sons of men shall awaken the forgotten eye once more and remember who they were in the beginning.

Then the Dweller led me toward the final gate of Amenti, where neither light nor darkness held power over the soul. And I saw beyond the abyss of time, where rivers of fire and extinguished stars flowed, while above them moved the shadows of those who had lost the path toward the Light.

And once more the gates of eternal silence opened, while my spirit traveled beyond the circles of time. I saw worlds born from light and worlds extinguished in darkness, like tiny sparks within the endless breath of the Universe.

Then the Dweller said to me:

“O Thoth, know that all which lives is part of the Law of the One. Nothing is born alone, and nothing vanishes without leaving a trace. The souls of men are like stars hidden in the darkness, waiting for the moment when they shall awaken.”

And he showed me the Pillars of Memory, where the thoughts and deeds of every race that had lived upon Earth were preserved. There I saw kings who had ruled through fire and fear, and who were now only nameless shadows. I also saw those who had walked in silence, helping mankind with wisdom and light, and their names still shone through eternity.

Then I understood that greatness is not measured by power, but by the light a soul leaves behind in the world.

Further on they led me toward the Temple of Sound, where echoed the First Word that had awakened life at the dawn of time. And every sound emerging from there shook the stars and opened gates between worlds.

“Guard this secret,” said the Seven, “for the word has the power to create and destroy. The man who cannot govern his own tongue remains a slave to shadow. But he who speaks with wisdom opens the path toward the Light.”

Then I saw a long road ascending toward a mountain covered in white fire. And upon its summit stood the Veiled Being, the one unseen by the ordinary eyes of man.

No words came from him, yet my mind was filled with knowledge. I understood that the universe moves in harmony and that every soul has its own path toward awakening.

Then the Dweller spoke for the last time:

“Do not give the Light to those who seek dominion over others. For he who uses knowledge for darkness shall himself fall into the abyss he opens.

But to those who seek truth with a pure heart, guide the way. For one day humanity shall awaken from its long sleep and remember the forgotten inheritance of the Light.”

And so I remained guardian of the Words of Amenti, awaiting the age when the gates would once more open for the sons of men.