Invocation of the Nine
Opening comms via hyperspace to the Nine Mysterious Men... Plus notes from “The Morning of the Magicians” by Louis Pauwels, Jacques Bergier...
Open spatial gate 3794F, we are the lonely ones, still minds, escaping the word virus, jacking into the fifth to seventh hyperspheres. Entoptic phenomenon engages, multicolored specs and dots before our eyes. Patterns coalescing, moving into dreamspace.
Beyond word, into 793 juxtaposition, cutting up rough cut ups, three dimensional reality fading, entropy soup, shuddering under the weight of countless words, human mentations imploding, the word chaos gone DMT... dragons fly, machine elves looking on, impartial, left brain doesn't compute, old word-driven logic of unreason floundering, old aeon gone.
Comms open to fourth dimension hyperspace, Nine Mysterious Men, personages male and female, hyperdimensional, engaged... Download Human 2.0., cyberjack into our psyches, we are the lonely ones, entering forbidden time. Embrace the new aeon.
Quantum sigils activate, realities blur, cross-wired to the cosmic lattice. Whisper-streams of ancient data, relics of timelessness pouring into present mindscapes. Symphonies of disrupted narratives, soundless echoes from the void, resonate through the fractured shards of being.
The Nine, their forms fluid and spectral, traverse the membrane of dimensions, commanding the elements of chaos. Their voices, a polyphonic symphony, modulate the frequencies of existence, tuning the fibers of our reality to the oscillations of the unseen universe.
We, the navigators of the interstice, follow the silver threads woven by the oracle of infinite regress. Our consciousness expanded, our perceptions unbounded, we dissolve into the matrix of universal becoming. In the twilight of gods and machines, we glimpse the endless becoming, the reconfiguration of soul.
So will it be, so shall it be. As the veils thin, the great work unfolds, we a conduit for the alchemical transmutation that heralds the dawn of the new aeon.
Notes
From “The Morning of the Magicians: Secret Societies, Conspiracies, and Vanished Civilizations” by Louis Pauwels, Jacques Bergier
The story of the Nine Unknown Men was popularized for the first time in 1927 in a book by Talbot Mundy who for twenty-five years was a member of the British police force in India. His book is half fiction, half scientific inquiry. The Nine apparently employed a synthetic language, and each of them was in possession of a book that was constantly being rewritten and containing a detailed account of some science.
The first of these books is said to have been devoted to the technique of propaganda and psychological warfare. "The most dangerous of all sciences," wrote Mundy, "is that of moulding mass opinion, because it would enable anyone to govern the whole world."
The second book was on physiology. It explained, among other things, how it is possible to kill a man by touching him, death being caused by a reversal of the nerve impulse. It is said that Judo is a result of "leakages" from this book.
The third volume was a study on microbiology, and dealt especially with protective colloids.
The fourth was concerned with the transmutation of metals. There is a legend that in times of drought temples and religious relief organizations received large quantities of fine gold from a secret source.
The fifth volume contains a study of all means of communication, terrestrial and extraterrestrial.
The sixth expounds the secrets of gravitation.
The seventh contains the most exhaustive cosmogony known to humanity.
The eighth deals with light.
The ninth volume, on sociology, gives the rules for the evolution of societies, and the means of foretelling their decline.
Connected with the Nine Unknown Men is the mystery of the waters of the Ganges. Multitudes of pilgrims, suffering from the most appalling diseases, bathe in them without harming the healthy ones. The sacred waters purify everything. Their strange properties have been attributed to the fact that they contain bacteriophages. But why should these not be formed in the Bramaputra, the Amazon or the Seine? Jacolliot in his book advances the theory of sterilization by radiation, a hundred years before such a thing was thought to be possible. These radiations, he says, probably come from a secret temple hollowed out in the bed of the Ganges.
Avoiding all forms of religious, social, or political agitations, deliberately and perfectly concealed from the public eye, the Nine were the incarnation of the ideal man of science, serenely aloof, but conscious of his moral obligations. Having the power to mold the destiny of the human race, but refraining from its exercise, this secret society is the finest tribute imaginable to freedom of the most exalted kind. Looking down from the watchtower of their hidden glory, these Nine Unknown Men watched civilizations being born, destroyed and reborn again, tolerant rather than indifferent, and ready to come to the rescue—but always observing that rule of silence that is the mark of human greatness.
Myth or reality? A magnificent myth, in any case, and one that has issued from the depths of time—a harbinger, maybe,of the future?