Tony Gray'Owls transliteration of the Emerald Tablets of Thoth, from beyond history

EMERALD TABLET 02

the Hall of Amenti


Music by featured artist MescalitO Stormcrow>

Deep in Earth’s heart lie the Halls of Amenti, far ‘neath the islands

of sunken Atlantis, Halls of the Dead and halls of the living, bathed

in the fire of the infinite ALL.

Far in a past time, lost in the space time, the Children of Light

looked down on the world. Seeing the children of men in their

bondage, bound by the force that came from beyond. Knew they

that only by freedom from bondage could man ever rise from the

Earth to the Sun.

Down they descended and created bodies, taking

the semblance of men as their own. The Masters of everything said

after their forming: “We are they who were formed from the

space-dust, partaking of life from the infinite ALL; living in the

world as children of men, like and yet unlike the children of men.”

Then for a dwelling place, far ‘neath the earth crust, blasted great

spaces they by their power, spaces apart from the children of men.

Surrounded them by forces and power, shielded from harm they

the Halls of the Dead.

Side by side then, placed they other spaces, filled them with Life

and with Light from above. Builded they then the Halls of Amenti,

that they might dwell eternally there living with life to eternity’s

end.

Thirty and two were there of the children, sons of Lights who had

come among men, seeking to free from the bondage of darkness

those who were bound by the force from beyond.

Deep in the Halls of Life grew a flower, flaming, expanding, driving

backward the night. Placed in the centre, a ray of great potence,

Life giving, Light giving, filling with power all who came near it.

Placed they around it thrones, two and thirty, places for each of

the Children of Light, placed so that they were bathed in the

radiance, filled with the Life from the eternal Light. There time after

time placed they their first created bodies so that they might by

filled with the Spirit of Life. One hundred years out of each

thousand must the Life-giving Light flame forth on their bodies.

Quickening, awakening the Spirit of Life.

There in the circle from aeon to aeon, sit the Great Masters, living

a life not known among men. There in the Halls of Life they lie

sleeping; free flows their Soul through the bodies of men. Time

after time, while their bodies lie sleeping, incarnate they in the

bodies of men. Teaching and guiding onward and upward, out of

the darkness into the light.

There in the Hall of Life, filled with their wisdom, known not to the

races of man, living forever ‘neath the cold fire of life, sit the

Children of Light.

Times there are when they awaken, come from the depths to be

lights among men, infinite they among finite men. He who by

progress has grown from the darkness, lifted himself

from the night into light, free is he made of the Halls of Amenti,

free of the Flower of Light and of Life. Guided he then, by wisdom

and knowledge, passes from men, to the Master of Life. There he

may dwell as one with the Masters, free from the bonds of the

darkness of night.

Seated within the flower of radiance sit seven Lords from the

Space-Times above us, helping and guiding through infinite

Wisdom, the pathway through time of the children of men. Mighty

and strange, they, veiled with their power, silent, all-knowing,

drawing the Life force, different yet one with the children of men.

Aye, different, and yet one with the Children of Light.

Custodians and watchers of the force of man’s bondage, ready to

loose when the light has been reached. First and most mighty, sits

the Veiled Presence, Lord of Lords, the infinite Nine, over the

other from each Cosmic cycle, weighing and watching the progress

of men. Under HE, sit the Lords of the Cycles; Three, Four, Five,

and Six, Seven, Eight, each with his mission, each with his powers,

guiding, directing the destiny of man. There sit they, mighty and

potent, free of all time and space. Not of this world they, yet akin

to it, Elder Brothers they, of the children of men. Judging and

weighing, they with their wisdom, watching the progress of Light

among men.

There before them was I led by the Dweller, watched him blend

with ONE from above. Then from HE came forth a voice saying:

“Great art thou, Thoth, among children of men. Free henceforth of

the Halls of Amenti, Master of Life among children of men. Taste

not of death except as thou will it, drink thou of Life to Eternity’s

end, Henceforth forever is Life, thine for the taking. Henceforth is

Death at the call of thy hand. Dwell here or leave here when thou

desireth, free is Amenti to the Sun of man. Take thou up Life in

what form thou desireth, Child of the Light that has grown among

men. Choose thou thy work, for all sould must labour, never be

free from the pathway of Light. One step thou has gained on the

long pathway upward, infinite now is the mountain of Light. Each

step thou taketh but heightens the mountain; all of thy progress

but lengthens the goal. Approach ye ever the infinite Wisdom, ever

before thee recedes the goal. Free are ye made now of the Halls of

Amenti to walk hand in hand with the Lords of the world, one in

one purpose, working together, bring of Light to the children of

men.”

Then from hid throne came one of the Masters, taking my hand

and leading me onward, through all the Halls of the deep hidden

land. Led he me through the Halls of Amenti, showing the

mysteries that are known not to man. Through the dark passage,

downward he led me into the Hall where site the dark Death. Vast

as space lay the great Hall before me, walled by darkness but yet

filled with Light.

Before me arose a great throne of darkness, veiled on it seated a

figure of night. Darker than darkness sat the great figure, dark

with a darkness not of the night. Before it then paused the Master,

speaking The Word that brings about Life, saying; “Oh, master of

darkness, guide of the way from Life unto Life, before thee I bring

a Sun of the morning. Tough him not ever with the power of night.

Call not his flame to the darkness of night. Know him, and see him,

one of our brothers, lifted from darkness into the Light. Release

thou his flame from its bondage, free let it flame through the

darkness of night.”

Raised then the hand of the figure, forth came a flame that grew

clear and bright. Rolled back swiftly the curtain of darkness,

unveiled the Hall from the darkness of night. Then grew in the

great space before me, flame after flame, from the veil of the night.

Uncounted millions leaped they before me, some flaming forth as

flowers of fire. Others there were that shed a dim radiance, flowing

but faintly from out of the night. Some there were that faded

swiftly; others that grew from a small spark of light. Each

surrounded by its dim veil of darkness, yet flaming with light that

could never be quenched. Coming and going like fireflies in

springtime, filled they with space with Light and with Life.

Then spoke a voice, mighty and solemn, saying: “These are lights

that are souls among men, growing and fading, existing forever,

changing yet living, through death into life. When they have

bloomed into flower, reached the zenith of growth in their life,

swiftly then send I my veil of darkness, shrouding and changing to

new forms of life. Steadily upward throughout the ages, growing,

expanding into yet another flame, lighting the darkness with yet

greater power, quenched yet unquenched by the veil of the night.

So grows the soul of man ever upward, quenched yet unquenched

by the darkness of night.

I, Death, come, and yet I remain not, for life eternal exists in the

ALL; only an obstacle, I in the pathway, quick to be conquered by

the infinite light. Awaken, O flame that burns ever inward, flame

forth and conquer the veil of the night.” Then in the midst of the

flames in the darkness grew there one that drove forth the night,

flaming, expanding, ever brighter, until at last was nothing but

Light. Then spoke my guide, the voice of the master: “See your own

soul as it grows in the light, free now forever from the Lord of the

night.”

Forward he led me through many great spaces filled with the

mysteries of the Children of Light; mysteries that man may never

yet know of until he, too, is a Sun of the Light. Backward then HE

led me into the Light of the hall of the Light. Knelt I then before the

great Masters, Lords of ALL from the cycles above.

Spoke HE then with words of great power saying: “Thou hast been

made free of the Halls of Amenti. Choose thou thy work among the

children of men.”

Then spoke I: “O, great master, let me be a teacher of men, leading

then onward and upward until they, too, are lights among men;

freed from the veil of the night that surrounds them, flaming with

light that shall shine among men.”

Spoke to me then the voice: “Go, as yet will. So be it decreed.

Master are ye of your destiny, free to take or reject at will. Take

yet the power, take ye the wisdom. Shine as a light among the

children of men.”

Upward then, led me the Dweller. Dwelt I again among children of

men, teaching and showing some of my wisdom; Sun of the Light, a

fire among men.

Now again I tread the path downward,

seeking the light in the darkness of night.

Bold ye and keep ye, preserve my record,

guideshall it be to the children of men.


turn the Page ~ Tablet III



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One response

  1. Beutiful depiction of immortality, now I understand how souls mature slowly but surely! I also strive for infinite wisdom, God hear my request!

    May 25, 2012 at 9:26 am

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