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was dissipated in the space, the Noyo continued:
–Don’t worry, Men of Stone, because the Secret of the House of Tharsis will remain safe:
our guest is not from this world; he will come here from K’Taagar and then he will
return to the City of the Gods. But, it is not necessary to tell you the circumstances of my
encounter with Him, one of the Liberator Gods of the Spirit of Men, one of the Lords of Venus.
As you know, since five years ago that I am maintaining the guard of the Wise Sword: in
that period of time I never stopped to contemplate the Stone of Venus, but nothing different I
warned on it. Day after day I was concentrated on its contemplation, expecting to see the Sign
of the Origin, or the Lytic Sign of the K’Taagar, but nothing new occurred: just the dancer signs
of the Illusion, the Created Archetypes by God the One, which were also inside of us, passed
vainly through my sight. Nevertheless, one day occurred something different; was in May, a
little before I convoked you.
The narration was followed with superlative attention.
Undoubtedly, the Noyo had an amazing experience, but certainly extraordinary,
uncommon, irregular. The Liberator Gods since thousands of years that they didn’t manifest
themselves unto men: since the Age of the White Atlanteans.
–Well, that day, after many hours of meditation, I fell asleep before the Wise Sword. I
ignore how much time I remained in that state. I only remember that a musical sound
awakened me, until I distinguished with clarity the Word «Tyrodinguiburr» modulated in the
Language of the Birds; coincidentally, when I stared at the Wise Sword, I saw the Vrunes that
formed that word shining perfectly clear in the centre of the Stone of Venus. My astonishment
had no limits, as you can imagine, when I heard, sprouting at my back, a Voice, gifted with the
Majesty of the Eternal Spirit, which was pronouncing my name. When I saw his countenance I
found myself before a plethoric Being of Light, who was watching me smiling beside the Right
Angle of the Secret Cavern: I understood then that it was He who was projecting the Sign
Tyrodinguiburr on the Stone of Venus and was trying to catch my attention. I returned quickly
to contemplate the Vrunes but, believe me Men of Stone that would result difficult to
communicate what happened in that moment.
A long sigh accompanied the last words of the Noyo. After a second of vacillation, during
which the bright of his eyes turned off and the attention seemed to pass inside of me, he firmly
continued.

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