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away towards heaven. I strained my sight and believed to distinguish two Wild boars that were
fleeing prey of the panic, erectile hair and howling with terror. The Nature had calmed and the
ectoplasmatic clouds were not over the corpses of the Asian killers anymore. The Wild boars
were the Souls of Bera and Birsha that were fleeing towards the Beginning of Time! Had the
plan resulted, finally, even for the intervention of Avalokiteshvara? How did Uncle Kurt
achieve it, how he obtained that the Mercy of Dea Mater not appeased the panic of the
Immortals Bera and Birsha? Yes, now I remembered it: with their hearts in the Sulphur
Philosophorum, with their Souls in the vessel of the alchemistic projections, had
taken Bera and Birsha towards the future, towards the Final Battle, when the Dragon
would lose his Power; And there they had experienced more terror than the death of
their physical bodies by our shots.
From all the possible Worlds, it is to expect one that corresponds to the World «that
Wothan affirms from the Origin», the World that constitutes «the Reality of the Blood of
Tharsis». To that Future, in which the Spirit will triumph over the Potencies of the Matter,
had been taken alchemisticaly the Souls of Bera and Birsha: to the Battle of Chang Shambalah,
to the Final Battle; to the Defeat of Chang Shambalah, to the Defeat of Zion; and the Final
Terror of Chang Shambalah, the End of Zion, caused the return of Bera and Birsha to the
Beginning of Time, to the point where all the possible Futures are settled and where Chang
Shambalah or Zion doesn’t has determined its End before the End of Time. Because the one I
saw in the matrix is an Uncreated Future, not predicted by the Creator, only possible in the
World of the Blood of Tharsis, in the World of the Reality of the Führer: and Uncle Kurt had
demonstrated to have blind faith in that Uncreated Future, in which the spiritual
men would raise as Beasts agaisnt the Lamb and the «one hundred and forty four
thousand» Priests of Israel. I think that the success of the alchemistic transmutation, and
the terror infused to the Immortals Bera and Birsha, occurred, fundamentally, thanks to that
unbreakable faith that Uncle Kurt professed for the Führer and his Future.
Although he affirmed strangely that the work was mine. But I sheltered the certainty
that he was who marked the Warm Stones, the Souls of Bera and Birsha, monads over the
Primordial Chaos, with the Sign of the Origin, with the «Abominable Sign», the lapis ignis, and
now they should be in the Beginning. With panic, in the Beginning: the objective of the
plan. I forgot the Mercy of Avalokiteshvara, but thanks to Uncle Kurt the objective had been
reached.
To all these, where was Uncle Kurt? He was worrying me, when I heard his voice: he
came from above, and sounded ironic and tranquil.
–I was right, neffe: the Immortals cannot die. And you were right: their fear would
make them flee towards the Beginning. It treats about a draw. Don’t you think so? Now I
must go behind them, Bear against Bees, Wolf against Pigs, I must chase them to the
Beginning: only thus the End will be the same as the Beginning, the Potency will
become Act, the Possible will turn Real, the World will be Present between the End
and the Beginning; and you will be capable to fulfil your mission.
I knew what would happen, Uncle Kurt had raised with the dogs daivas until he was out
of my range. His decision was, then, irrevocable. I felt myself dying of sadness and desolation.
Me legs loosened. A knot locked my throat. Nevertheless I screamed with impotence:

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