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replaced by another. In consequence, we also command you, to implant in all the necessary
places the New Cult of the Virgin of Miracles: She will illuminate with Her Warm Fire
the Shades that the Intruder shed! When the Gentiles give their Hearts
unconditionally, the Intruder will be forgotten, the remembrance of her abomination
will be obscured, and the Earth will be purified: then, and only then, the Shekhinah
will descend in Rus Baal!
–But that Cult already exists! –Interrupted the Great Master of the Temple–.Precisely in
La Rábida is worshipped the Virgin of Miracles, the ancient Proserpine de Palos, Lady of the
Rage!
–You are wrong, Priests! –Assured Bera, smiling horribly–. I am referring to a New Cult
that will also replace the one that you are mentioning: the Cult of the Great Mother
Binah, to whom you will advocate as Virgin of Miracles to avoid that the Gentiles
suspect the substitution, but who will receive many Sacred Names, only knew by the
Initiated Priests, Golem and Rabbis. I am referring to the Virgin of Pomegranate,

Or The Virgin de la Cinta
Or The Virgin de la Barca
Or The Virgin of the Earthen Child
Or The Virgin of the Warm Fire

–Bring Priests, bring now the sculptor monk that you have brought from France!
The Abbot of Clairvaux went out hasty from the library, and one instant later he was
entering followed by a humble Cistercian monk, who was carrying in his hands a scroll of
parchment and a smut of charcoal. The monk stopped before Bera, followed by the Abbot, and
contemplated terrified the diabolic countenance of the Immortal.
–Listen well, miserable! –Snapped Bera with his eyes full of hate–. I will make you a
warning: about what you'll see in this place, you'll never talk with no one. You will comply with
your work and then you will cloister forever in an enclosed Monastery. And you don't dare to
disobey our mandate because the Earth will be small to hide your betrayal! However, we don't
trust you and you will be watched day and night since now. But you must know, mortal
creature, that not even Death could save you from Us, because to the own hells we'll go to
punish you! Have you understood the risks that you run?
The poor monk had thrown himself to the ground, to the feet of Bera, and he was
trembling as a frightened dog. –«No...no I’d never d...dare to betray you» –He was babbling,
without lifting the gaze from the feet of Bera, without daring to see again the mortal threat of
his eyes.
–You better be telling the truth –Said with irony such King of the Lie, that was Bera–
.Get up, dog! –He ordered with rudeness– and watch the page of this open book.
What do you see on it?
The four Priests looked each other, astonished because the Immortals were showing to
the sculptor monk, who was neither Theologian nor Kabbalist, and much less an Initiate, a
secret draw of the Sepher Icheh.

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