The Supermoon.

[scarletharlot]

i was just outside, gazing at the supermoon; the markings on the moon indeed look much clearer and closer.

This phenomenon of "Supermoon" took place on March 19 last year but was largely overshadowed by the one-two punch of the Japanese nuclear disaster. I will say, however that the two are indelibly connected by a third thing, a relatively obscure fact (and part of the minutiae of the legend of the Knights Templar;)


I will bet I am one of a very small group who actually care about the fact that Jacques de Molay, the Second Messiah, breathed his last amidst the flames, in sight of Notre Dame, on the day of March 19 back in 1314. The next day his right-hand man, Geoffroi de Charney, ended his days the same way.

Do I think that the Supermoon was connected to the events of 3- 11, 2011? Yes I do. It is my business to know. I knew that the Full Moon on October 13, 2000 was significant and had to do with the Knights Templar, and so it did. Thus this celestial event was marked and mirrored by portents of things to come...

[scarletharlot]

Back in the Year 2000, after the Starwood Scarlet Woman initiation was given and the Hiram Key jumped into my hands only a couple of days after the eclipsed Moon had "made a station" on my natal Moon, and the spotted Sun raged overhead; over Five years after the day, I would stumble upon a Discover magazine that contained a photo of the Sun taken that same day: the very day of my initiation and when it was at the height of its sunspot cycle; the Earth was being bombarded with solar radiation. I reflected later upon seeing the picture, and contemplating the astrological timing of the event, that the time could hardly have been more auspicious; eclipses have played a very powerful role in my life since then.

It was after reading the account of Chris Knight and Robert Lomas's theory about the image on the Shroud of Turin , that the curious memory of that long-ago incident of the "burning smell" surfaced in the context of that account; thus I finally realized the true significance of that the innocuous yet horrifying "anamnesis" of my childhood.

I do not hesitate to say that I am certain that had I had that "awakening" as a 'complete" experience [instead of being "broken up" into several separate experiences as it happened] I would not now be writing these words; I would not have had the wit left to do so; I would now be dead or in an asylum.

So, in a way, I have to be grateful to Chris and Robert for their work; I have not had many books "change my life", but 'The Hiram Key" did, who would have thought that I would actually meet the Ascended Master who was Jacques de Molay himself?

[scarletharlot]

I had actually met Him years previously, during my Saturn Return. I was having a minor surgical procedure coupled with a major amount of mental turmoil; it was safe to say that I was indeed in a "near-hysterical" state of fear, akin to the way I felt when assaulted by the emotional current unleashed by the proximity of linen wrapping cloths and fire. When the nitrous oxide mask was offered I remember hauling away on it, grateful for the temporary oblivion it was about to provide...

It must be understood that up to this time in my life, I had little or no experience with recreational drugs or alcohol, and no real desire to acquire any. I had tried "space cake" once in my life,several years earlier, and I remember very little of that experience other than throwing up on the side of the road and being driven in a car by others who were equally stoned and being late for work due to a "hangover" for the first and last time.

. This would be my second "drug experience" with nitrous oxide in the context of minor surgery, however.

I smelled the pungent aroma entering the mask, and felt myself 'falling backwards from my eyes", which seemed my last attachment to the realm I was now departing. (Now that I think about it, I recall this passage from consensus reality to nitrous oxide-tinged reality was very like Knight and Lomas's description of the MM Degree, because I recall a distinct sensation of "pivoting over backwards", rather than a "free falling' sensation. As I felt this falling, along with the sensation of extreme fear and imminent loss of control, I remember I cried out (silently, in my mind) "HELP ME!"

At that moment, I felt as though I had fallen backwards into the arms of someone who loved me very much. I clearly heard a voice say, into my right ear:

I AM WITH YOU.

At that moment , all my fear disappeared. I mean it was gone, instantly. There was no "wind-down" period; I had passed through the "gate of fear" and entered a lucid witnessing state.

I was not fully "under"; I could readily hear every word being said on the room, but there were no visuals, save a shimmering darkness, as though I was floating just under the surface of a dark pond. The voices were distorted but understandable, like a 'bad connection' on a cell phone.

The nurses, of course, were not aware of my sudden inner volte-face, and so were still trying to be reassuring. The one who was holding my hand began to make small talk about a dragon bracelet I was wearing- and simultaneously I was having a very powerful deja-vu experience; I had abruptly recognized my current situation as one that had come to me in dream several times...

(to be continued..)

[scarletharlot]

...of a sort known as the "hypnagogic": a brief flash of a dream that one has just before waking up.

There were no visuals; it consisted of a fairly inane conversation about my dragon bracelet , held with somebody female, who was near me but who I could not see, only hear, and sounding "staticky". Remember "static"? It was a common feature of the earliest cell phones, let me tell you

I had had it often enough over the last few months that I was able to remember the gist of this "dream conversation". The fact that it was about my dragon bracelet had caught my attention Now here I was, actually having it, and the circumstances were all the same as I remembered them: no visuals, just a shimmering darkness and that curious feeling of floating.

I toyed with the idea of mentioning the fact that I was having a "deja vu" but an inner caution warned me that it would be treated merely as evidence of "delirium". So i said nothing, merely lay there, enjoying the odd floating sensation. Then I went away to another place...

Tbc...

[Sammy]

I'm riveted more then ever!

BTW I'm doing this on my new smart phone!

[scarletharlot]

...I was standing befors a 'white wall" of some kind (this theme would re-occur in other, more mundane but no less fantastical circumstances. But I digress) and standing before me were two tall human figures, both elderly, one male, one female, and robed in white' (like Templars, I now realize,although I was not at all conversant with anything to do with the KT at the time; this was 1985). The man had a silvery beard and longish silvery hair. They looked at me very seriously and said:

"We need you to do something for us".

I thought about this for a moment or two and said 'Okay I'll do it.'.

They looked at me very gravely; I had the impression that they were thinking "Impulsive youth!" . Then they asked me "Are you sure?"

I responded, "Yes, , whatever it is, I will do it" (I figured that if such beings 'needed" me to do something 'for them", then I really ought to agree; it would, no doubt, be INTERESTING.)

They seemed to shake their heads over the fact of my having "jumped in with both feet" (and not even asking "WHAT is it you want me to do?") and responded "Ooookay!" as they turned towards what I assumed was 'the door" behind them. Then without much of a transition, we were in a garden.

Two beings were there to meet me. I could not say if they were the same two beings, because aside from a vague memory of the appearance of the first two beings, I cannot say that I actually could "see" these figures in any detail; I only had the impression of "presence", and I could hear them speak to me. It was later that I was to discover the nature of various visions, and the fact that the "less' one could 'see' anything, meant that the vision was "high on the Planes" On the very highest sort of "plane" that one can be "communicated with" ("Briah", the Archangelic Plane) there is nothing to be "seen" at all, just an impression of "presence" and the communications are of the nature of "intuition". The fact of "images" means one is on the "lower" Astral plane, and the more vivid they are, the more likely one is to be "deceived", since the nature of the Astral is to 'deceive'. On the higher Planes, one is in communication with "higher" energies, and "deception" of any kind is much less likely to occur. All indications were that this particular "vision' took place in the "Higher Astral" realm of Tiphareth.

The beings told me: "We need to tell you something, and we don't have much time" (later, this struck me as an odd statement, since 'time" as we understand it does not exist on the Inner realms. But at the time I recall I understood it to mean 'We only have a short time before they shut off the nitrous oxide!)

They told me I would be shown a vision of things to come, but after being shown it, I would then be made to 'forget', because for me to remember what I was about to see would 'interfere with the scheme of things'.

Then, I was shown "a vision within the vision"; a "movie" of my life in the years to come..I remember it showed both "good" things and "bad" things, but the overall impression was exciting and interesting, and at the end, I saw myself on my deathbed; I laid back my head and said "It is done!" as though I had finished a 'work' of some kind!

I also remember thinking "How could I EVER forget any of this???!"


Then I was back to "reality" in that vision, and the first thing I said to 'them" was "When do we start?!"

I then remember being given 'final" instructions, while walking through the garden-and I stumbled! When I 'caught' myself, I found that I had indeed 'forgotten" what I had seen only moments earlier...it was gone like a dream! But I knew that it was all still there in my psyche but now on "lockdown'-and that I would remember it all when it was OK for me to do so!


The last thing I remember, was standing and talking with the two figures, and then feeling a tap on my shoulder...I said to them, "Oh, I have to go now!" and began to turn away, as though to depart-and there I was, back in my body!

The doc was just finishing up, but I was not paying attention to anything other than the fact that I felt SO AMAZING, like I was floating in golden light...I felt like I was glowing! I recall the feeling of one as total peace... I have never really felt quite that profoundly at peace at any other time in my life!

But, unfortunately, as soon as I began to speak and to otherwise interact with the world, away it went! The nurses were very solicitous, but they must surely have been baffled at how I had been so agitated and near hysterical when I first came in and then became so calm and radiant when I "came back"!


And yes, in the years to come, various incidents would occur and I would recall them as something I had seen in the "movie"...one of them , in fact, was "9-11" ! I remember looking at the images of the burning towers on the computer screen on that day back in 2001, and feeling a weird 'deja vu"...and then recalling where it was I had "seen" it all previously!

[Sammy]

Quite the journey!! I liked all the scene scapes too, a marvelous visions for sure.

Its wierd how were shown something to be forgotten, but I guess how else would we have been sure it was from them.

[scarletharlot]

This event took place in the early days of what was, for me, my "Saturn Return". The "Saturn Return" is am astrological phenomenon as clearly demarcated in our lives as puberty is; it is the period between the ages of 28 and 31, when , in one's horoscope, the planet Saturn returnes to the position it was in at one's birth. Thus, if one's natal Saturn, was, say, found at 17 degrees of the Sign of Cancer, when Saturn makes a full circuit of the Zodiac and 'returnes to that "natal" point in the Zodiac 28 or so years later, the changes in one's life can be so clearly demarcated that I once heard a counselor call it "the crazy period".

[Sammy]

Ahh yes I do remember this discussion in the masonic forum. Kind of like reaching spiritual maturity. I was 29 when I had my "return".

For sure I had gone off my rocker, looking for my lost marbles. Infact I was more inclined to describe myself as crazy, but not in a harmfull or dangerous way HAHA. Well I guess I still do HAHA

[scarletharlot]

yes, for some people, Saturn doesn't actually Return until nearly 29, for others it starts at just past 27. This is because of "retrogrades"...But, no matter when it arrives, its like an as.shole: everybody has one.


I can tell you that the man who was the 'star' of my Saturn Return showed up on the exact day that Saturn returned to its natal degree! And, I found this out YEARS later; I did not find out about "Saturn Returns" until that time! But I did remember the date he showed up; I was able to look it up in my ephemeris (the chart that shows the positions of the planets on any given day) and saw for myself that our meeting was indeed fated to happen!

[scarletharlot]

I can tell you that it involved a number of seedy and unsavoury events; I was drawn into an "occult intrigue" between wizards and was forced to acquire a working knowledge of the subject. Prior to meeting this man, who I shall henceforth refer to as B.ig F.at L.iar.

I was involved with another wizard (who I shall henceforth refer to as "R.P."), and who, I understand had been a part of the pagan/Wicca /occult community in my city for some years previously to my introduction into it. He was a Master Wargamer (and I really mean that; he was held in sheer awe in the community. he was also the one who introduced me to "The Mystical Qabalah".

I did not value intellect in those days as much as I do now (more fool me!) and so I took him lightly; I did not realize that it was he who "summoned" my higher "Isis nature" or had any concept of what that meant or what it would signify, but had I done so, I would never have had to walk such a sordid Path as I did.

However, I will also say that when look back upon my Saturn Return, I can see that the experience tallies in keeping with, in every way, what one might expect of a Saturn natally placed at the 26th degree of SCORPIO.


And with Pluto directly square that heavy planet in Pluto's own Sign, there was bound to be sinister occult elements. The most surprising part was that actual phenomena took place around me and, in someway or other, later turned out to be connected with my encounter and 'awakening" to past events involving the Knights Templar and the Rosicrucians, in a tale every bit as remarkable as that woven by "Foucault's Pendulum!

Such as when the Angel of Tiphareth showed up at my childbed; I will never forget being visited by "Michael"; it was the same presence that had "caught me in its arms" a few years previously.

I had often invoked the Archangels during the exercise of the Middle Pillar; thus it is reasonable to assume they would have a certain capacity to initiate a communication with me if they needed to do so

At the moment of his presence, the rising Sun was coming over the rooftops in a blaze of rose gold...or more accurately, "Ra's gold" (as in "Ra-Hoor-Khuit")

This particular hospital room I was in was the 'charity ward' room; it lit up like a Sun temple at the summer Solstice (it was Lammas, actually) when the sun rose over the buildings and was reflected directly into my room by means of the row of windows in the building opposite. The blinds had not been drawn, and my spidural had not yet worn off, so I could not get to the window to close it. I was wide awake but in an 'altered' state of mind from the birthing endorphins, so the light did not bother me unduly until I could see that I was going to get the full benefit of the rising sun.

I decided not to attempt to get to the window but to merely stay put and endure; the brilliance promised to be spectacular, and so would pass soon enough. I was in what I now know to be an "exalted' state of mind.

And I was right; the sun's brilliance did fill the room, and when it was as though a materialization was taking place and nearly at tis height; i gradually fgained the absolute conviction that I was no longer alone in the room.

My earthy eyes zeroed in on the upper left-hand corner of the room. Even though I can say "I saw nothing tangible with them", I had a distinct sense of an "invisible being" hovering there, the same sense of presence as when R.P. and I had evoked the Intelligence of Venus.


I did not ask it any of the requisite questions to establish its identity, I am afraid; I had never been taught to do so. I had shunned Crowley's methods, and had only the once read "Liber Al"

Then again, I had never evoked any demons, as Crowley had (I recall something about evoking Beelzebub and his 49 servitors and sending then after Mathers) and thus had no need to be paranoid.

We had a brief inner conversation, at the end of which the Angel disappeared. And when I say 'disappeared', I mean it; the intense sunlight in the room literally went out like someone had hit a switch. I had the intense sensation that i had had some sort of "intercourse" with a different reality, and I held that knowledge close to my breast, because i knew there had to be a meaning behind it. Now I know what that meaning is.

[scarletharlot]

I have spoken before of the Lamed Vav; the story of the 36 Righteous Men is found in the jewish talmud. But the fact is, is that it dates back much earlier than that; in the ancient temples of Osiris the Lord of Ma'at , or "Righteousness"(Dharma) it should be noted that Osiris had 36 forms.

This fact indelibly connects him with the Sun , and thus with Tiphareth on the Tree of Life. since the Kamea of the Sun has 36 squares, 6 to a side, and containing the numbers one to 36.

It must also be noted that the Hebrew letters Lamed (L, with a numerical value of 30) and Vav (V, with a numerical value of 6) transcribed into the English alphabet, can be placed together to so as to form a Square and Compass.

The two Hebrew letters signify two pointy objects in Hebrew: Lamed means "ox goad" and Vav, a "nail or hook". The first letter implies movement, and the second implies keeping something restricted to one place. Thus we have an implication of "reconciler of opposites"

"Tiphareth" means "Beauty", not merely "superficial appearances that evoke a set of biologically sterotyped reactions for the purposes of reproduction" but 'beauty" in the sense of "harmony".

I have found that wordplay like this is not an accident; it is put there in order to "separate the wheat from the chaff". Lesser minds will not know or care about such things, and so it could be put under their noses and never suspect for a minute...adepts see the worldplay and marvel at the subtlety of the mind who placed it there.The element of Tiphareth is Air (Pneuma) and Air is the element of Mind.



...in any case, as you can see, to be able to make any sense thing to make any sense it requires one to have a certain acquaintance with the Qabalah, hence the term "Adept". But I digress.

The legend of the 36 Righteous Men states that in every generation a prophet shall be born who will seek out the 36 Righteous. If they are not found, then it is time for "the end of the world", Ghora Kali Yuga, Apocalypse, whatever-you-want-to-call-it.

Thus, it would seem to me that of there were such a "covenant" in existence, there would be a Lodge assigned to keeping this arrangement intact down the ages. This was in 1997 that I realized this, and the seeking out of this "current" was at the back of my mind when I was contacted or or, more accurately, re-contacted by the Archangel Michael. and Uriel after writing a story that involved them.

It was they who advised me that in order to receive the answer to my question, I should have to join a Lodge. And indeed, after that curious dream battle with the astral monks and the appearance of the Shiva Lingam before me, I felt that some sort of tremendous change had come over me that night of October 19, 1994, when my kundalini literally awoke with a roar!that's another story to be told, let me tell you