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–Exactly, here all began to be written about the History of the next millennium. Here,
only here, came the Superior Unknowns to seal the foundation of the Third Reich!!! Berlin will
fall before a pin of its foundations could be touched in this sacred house.

When Konrad Tarstein was speaking in this way, his startling voice acquired prophetic
tones and it was turning magnetic and attractive, making me forget for some moments the
extravagant aspect of who emitted it.

–Let’s take a coup of coffee –proposed Tarstein– and I will impose you certain things
that you must know concerning to the Thulegeselschaft and of the arrangement that we have
made with Rudolph Hess about your ingress.

I accompanied him lamenting to leave such fascinating library, until the superb kitchen.

We left the library and by another door, subjacent to the one whence we entered, and we
went out to the gallery and the courtyard again. I comprehended thus, that the house of
Konrad Tarstein was extended to around all that wing of the ancient mansion, in front of the
second floor.

–How many rooms had the house? –I asked while I was sweetening the aromatic Tea of
Shangai.

–Reckoning both floors, some… thirty or thirty two ambiences –replied enigmatically–.
Who could know it?

–He looked at me a large instant, as doubting if he should stop there or complere the
answer. Finally something on him seemed to get relaxed, and he opted for the second
alternative.

–Look Kurt, I don’t know if you will be prepared already to accept certain facts that
escape to the normal comprehension of the common man. Anyhow, as we pretend to make of
you a Hyperborean Initiate, sooner or later such facts won’t result you surprising at all: is just a
matter of time to understand them. Thefore, I’ll give you information that for any rational
mind would be logically incredible, but it won’t be for us because it corresponds to most
rigorous truth, perfectly ascertainable by every Initiate: in this house, today can be 32
ambiences but tomorrow, perhaps, be 35, 40 or more; or maybe less, 20, 25, 30, Who
could know it?

Naturally, neffe, such revelation provoked me the incomprehension that Tarstein
foresaw. Do not forget that I was 19 years old and that I was still confused by the recently
acquired faculty to hear the Voice of Kiev, the Lord of Venus. However I not felt exalted and I

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