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Everything can be ... Surely the Rosicrucians paid much attention to the study of eternal
life, to the cults of the
afterlife; above all, their
branch, the secret society
Angelica, took care of the
figures of the Archons and
the Angels. The Bible and
other ancient texts,
narrating the expulsion of
Lucifer on earth, speak of a
Legion of Archangels his
servants, the so-called
Guardians, those who still
desired the daughters of
men and from whose union
the race of the Giants or the
Titans was born. Mythology
reminds us of the figure of
Lilith, while the biblical
accounts refer to a
mysterious people
descended from heaven, the
Nephilim, whose name
means precisely Fallen
Angels. A Jewish legend tells
that the head of these fallen
angels, Semyaza, ended up
in the clutches of a beautiful
girl seductress of
the earth, Ishtar, who in
exchange for sexual
pleasures, had persuaded
him to reveal the name of
God. The Archangel was
punished for eternity and
was suspended upside down between earth and sky, in the constellation of Orion. This
image, very dear to the initiates, reminds me of the card of the Hanged in the tarot (XII card
of the Major Arcana), of course the legend is an allusion to something more real and the
reference still to Orion, as in the case of Jacob who knew of the secrets about its stars, I
think it's not a coincidence. But what did the Patriarch Jacob and the Hermetic masters T.
and C. Rosenkreutz really have seen? Their experiences speak to us of sleep or dream, what
exactly did we mean? In the Ebers Papyrus, dating back to more than three thousand years
ago, mention is made of the Egyptian priests, their divining arts propitiated by induced
phenomena (techniques almost like today's hypnosis). It was not for nothing that there were
real temples or sleep sanctuaries, linked to immortal divinities. Sleep, dreams and ecstasy,
relates the great Pythagoras - are the three open doors to the afterlife, whence comes the
science of souls and the art of divination. But for the moment we turn our gaze to the gable,
where the statue of Mary Magdalene stands. In my opinion, the image of the Saint does not