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Of Masonry, the Rosicrucian
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Gabriel López de Rojas
(Barcelona, 1966) is a writer and founder of the Order of
the Illuminati and Societas OTO (Ordo Templi Orientalis)
both present in more than twenty-five countries. It has all
grades of the most important rites
Mason: 97 ° degree or Deputy Head of the International
Spanish speaking countries and Portuguese
Egyptian Freemasonry of the Ancient and Primitive Rite of
Memphis-Misraím, 33 degree Scottish Rite Ancient and
Accepted, grade XX ° Egyptian Rite of Memphis of the Order
of Romania, and grade XII ° Egyptian Rite of
ISCON of Brazil, while it is also the founder of Rite
'modern' of Iluminados of Bavaria, in
thirteen degrees of initiation. He has written fourteen
books on Freemasonry and initiatory orders and awarded
extensive interviews to the media.
Marta Riera i Franco
(Barcelona, 1964) studied music (piano) at the
Conservatorio Superior de Música de Barcelona and is
dedicated to
teaching. In 1990 began working at various radio stations,
which in time led him to
journalism. He was partner of Miramar, or Radio stations
like Radio Catalunya, and served as editor
head of the Karma-7 magazine. It is currently engaged in
local and regional information, is head of news
Radio Barbera (Barbera del Valles, Barcelona) and editor of
the newspaper Barbera, a day! Has the degree of IX °
Order Illuminati and VI ° degree of the Ordo Templi
Orientalis Societas. It also possesses the degree or 96 °
head
Spain in the National Egyptian Freemasonry of the Ancient
and Primitive Rite of Memphis-Misraím.
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INDEX .................................................
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INTRODUCTION
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The book ................................................
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The Grand Lodge of London
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The Hell Fire Club
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The trip to Bavaria
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The Illuminati
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The Grand Orient of France and the French Revolution
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Following in the footsteps of Christian Rosenkreutz
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The Golden Dawn, the Ordo Templi Orientis and the Rite of
Memphis-Misraïm .............. 31
The meeting with Aleister Crowley, the 'Great Beast'
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illuminati of the United States and the Ancient and
Accepted Scottish Rite
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The follies of the twentieth century
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Barcelona and the Word Lost
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The road to Zion
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The Tomb and the Treasury
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BIBLIOGRAFÍA
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The brothers, in the light
INTRODUCTION
This work represents a remarkable effort by Gabriel López
de Rojas, Marta Riera, both
different professions. The first is a writer and founder of
Masonic orders-such as
Order Illuminati and Societas OTO (Ordo Templi Orientalis),
and possesses a high degree in several Masonic rites:
Ancient and Primitive Rite of Memphis-Misraim, Ancient and
Accepted Scottish Rite ... and of course, Rito
'Modern' of Iluminados of Bavaria, which is the creator.
Marta Riera is a journalist and music, with
extensive experience in various media, and also inclined
towards the opening. The difference
the trajectory of the two authors has led to both a mutual
enrichment.
Prior to reading the book, one should consider that this is
always a novel. And
This means that although the data are provided on the
Masons and other organizations are initiatory
in accordance with a ninety per cent of cases the truth,
throughout the pages is a small margin
improvisation to a small room for the imagination to its
wide ride. This needs
taken seriously, as always after the "wise men" of the day
trying to tear down the building that
well-grounded, high and adorned with the excuse of any tiny
crack.
A point to bear in mind is that the authors are their own
and a criterion that is why
position at the time of narrating situations and think
about real issues that are taboo,
mainly Masonic contexts. We refer here to issues such as
rough legend luciferina
Hiram Abiff, Masonic tendencies that are rejected from the
'regular', the rightist progressive
the Masons, the infiltration of undesirable elements of the
same ...
Before you start reading this book, the reader should also
bear in mind that the authors seek
express in it the greatness of the Masons, trying different
trends (traditional or Masonry
regular and irregular Freemasonry Freemasonry liberal or
hidden or marginal, according to some
authors) and its major branches. The Masonic obediences and
branches that are addressed by the work of the Grand Lodge
Eighteenth-century London, the Grand Orient of France, the
Bavarian íllunati, Golden Dawn, the OTO and the Rite of
Memphis-Misráim, among others. This does not prevent the
plot to encourage authors to take leave
include an 'conventiculo' Club seudosatánico the Fire of
Hell.
From the plot, it must be said that English is the hero
Richard Holbein, and that the argument is
search of the lost word, the tomb of Hiram Abiff and the
treasure of all treasures. Hero and
argument used to excuse to revisit the history of heterodox
form of the Masons, the aforementioned
trends and branches, their problems, secrets and mysteries
veiled more ... It should be read as
anecdotal data that are cited in the novel even retejo the
highest degrees of Scots, something never
published in Spain.
Soon we left to add, except that the paths and beliefs of
the two authors have been
critical in determining the plot of the novel. The novel
flows from the depths of both, where
There is a wealth of knowledge, experiences, memories and
especially the presence of God's
Light, which illuminates any work.
We hope that within a phrase that honors the God of Light
closing this introduction, because
we believe that is true. We want the reader to meditate on
it before going on an adventure that
expected. The phrase is "Cum luce, salutem 'or, equally,'
with light, salvation.
GABRIEL DE ROJAS LÓPEZ
RIERA FRANCO MARTA I
THE BOOK
"A true initiation never ends,
a search can take a final. "
AUTHORS
June 1725. Yalding, Kent, England
Without doubt, the book was funny. Carefully written and
bound in parchment paper, offered a
very different from the others who filled to overflowing
the magnificent library which Richard
had inherited.
The book, barely an inch tall, it seemed old, though well
preserved, and was sliding ido
into the deep dense shelf where it was. No title on the
cover, only
showed a small golden triangle embedded on the skin. On the
first page, and writing a letter
rich and ornate, showing a name: "Count of Saint-Germain."
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Richard won the light of the book and slowly found the room
where he was. Library ...
A mysterious place to which his father, the late John
Holbein, it had not allowed access to their children. A
despite his insistence, Richard was able to glimpse from
the door jambs of the great space is
stores hundreds of books, many of them handwritten, that he
had treasured year after year
his grandfather, Isaac Holbein. Richard did not know their
grandfather because he died long before he
reach the world. Anyway, old Isaac had no relationship with
his son John after he had cast
of the great house of Yalding, the family home. The bad
language Holbein Isaac said they never forgave
that his son embraced the Anglican religion, but is also
rumored that what really caused his anger
was that his son deny his Jewish roots and embrace,
Christianity, marriage after his fifty-nine
years with a couple of barely thirty.
Holbein the mansion of the finished building to 1570, under
the austere gaze of Thomas Holbein,
son of the great painter Hans Holbein. Hans was court
painter of King Henry VIII, great friend of Erasmus and
protected from Thomas More. Everything a character. He died
of black plague epidemic that ravaged the great in London
1543.
Richard returned to focus on the library, which could
finally set foot in it ... His father
had died in the spring of 1705, when he, his only son, was
about to turn thirteen years.
After that, his mother, Sarah, Sydney, daughter of one of
the most illustrious families in the county of Kent, south
of England, sent him to study in the city of Canterbury. At
present, twenty years later, newly
completed the thirty-three and after the death of his
mother, finally took possession of his family heritage: the
large house in Yalding, in the heart of Kent. And the first
thing that Richard had done, of course,
had come into the library.
With the book firmly grasped, sat in the big chair in front
of the imposing fireplace. We opened
Again, went smoothly the first few pages and stopped to see
a mysterious header: 'History
hidden treasure of Hiram Abiff. "Hiram Abiff ... What it
sounded like that name? Sure! Of the Old Testament!
As I had learned as a child, King Solomon built the temple
that his father could not build the
legendary King David. To this end, with the invaluable help
of a great expert sent by King Hiram of Tire
I also sent all kinds of materials, including gold and
precious wood, which arrived in Jeru-Salem by the sea. If
Richard did not remember wrong, the story could be read in
the Old Testament, both in the books of Kings
as in the Chronicles ... But what was the treasure of the
Count Saint-Germain in his book?
At that moment, a servant interrupted his brooding upon
entering the residence to light several
spark plugs. Although the days slowly stealing some time at
night, darkness had already begun
to cover the corners of the library. Again alone, Richard
began to read.
"The Tire King Solomon sent to an artist who lived in the
spirit of wisdom, Hiram Abiff. Hiram was
son of a woman from the tribe of Naphtali, and a worker of
brass called Tiri Ur. was a master mason
with great knowledge, intelligence and expertise to work
gold, silver, bronze, iron, marble, wood ... Hiram
Abiff had under his command to proselytize 153,300, among
whom were 70,000 apprentices, 80,000
officers or partners and 3,300 teachers. They recognized
each other by secret words,
signals and touches, different for each category.
"When the construction of the temple of Solomon came to an
end, three colleagues wanted to know
Secrets of the teachers and enjoy their grade, so they
decided to address Hiram Abiff. A first
official bet Noon at the gate of the temple, and Hiram
leave the compound, he made his demand. In the
Hiram refused to reveal the secret, the first partner is
dealt a blow to the neck with a ruler or
bar. So Hiram Abiff tried to flee through the door of the
West, but there it was awaiting the second
partner, after trying to get the secret and get a negative
hit back strongly to Hiram
in the chest with a squadron of iron. Finally, when Hiram
trying to escape through the door of the East,
was the third officer, who before the resistance of the
master architects of the secret he Disclosure
Tipping a great blow on the forehead with a hammer and
killed him.
"The murderers buried the body of Hiram Abiff and far from
Jerusalem's Mount Moriah, where they erected the
temple. "King Solomon, at least miss Hiram, ordered that
new teachers find it. When they arrive at
a place away from Jerusalem and had been taken to rest on a
small hill, they noticed that the earth
was removed. So they dug in that place there and discovered
the body of Hiram. Again
bury the master mason, and able to recognize the place,
planted over a branch of acacia. Later,
Solomon gave Hiram Abiff to move to Jerusalem. "
Richard adjourned the hearing of the book. This strange
story about the murder did not appear in the story of
Bible ... Forgetting the late hour, he continued with his
reading. "The house that King Solomon built a
Lord was sixty cubits long, twenty wide and thirty high.
Before the temple was erected a portico
twenty cubits long ... "The text continued to spread into
the details of the building and
their ornamentation. Richard remembered well all of this,
read on some occasions during his years in
Canterbury. Anyone Releyó quickly fragment. His eyes
stopped when I read the following:
"Solomon had built in the deepest part of the temple a
sacred vault, which only
could be granted access twenty-four descending a ladder
rungs, split into sections of three, five, seven
and nine, whose location was known only by the king and by
teachers who had worked there. In this
vault, built at the great temple that was about it, King
Solomon took place a pedestal
triangular where he recorded the various signs of the
secret apprentice, peers and teachers
Freemasons. In this secret place, was finally buried Hiram
Abiff, and he was saved by the greatest treasure
that one man can imagine. A treasure most brilliant and
powerful than all the gold that Solomon used
to cover the walls of his temple. The treasure of
treasures. "
Richard felt a strange feeling to read those last words.
Although pleasant and polite, Richard Holbein never had
very close friends, and over the years
had become a lonely little man. You could say that he had
grown up under the layers of the clerics
Saint Augustin's Colle-ge of Canterbury and, despite the
religious atmosphere of the place, no one could say that
they have managed to become a man of faith. Doubts about
almost everything he had caused
more severe punishment for his years of study. Only knew he
was looking for answers, answers
to the divine and to the field, answers that silence their
hunger for knowledge, answers to fill
light of his solitary way.
Any story that could not be a mere legend, at least not for
Richard. He spent the pages of the book
until the end, and there, under the signature of the Count
Saint-Germain, seleía clearly: 'London, 1685. "
Perhaps, with luck, could still find the count or a
descendant of his in the capital, so
get more details about the treasure of Hiram Abiff. The
next day, which dawned clear, if somewhat cold,
Richard Holbein, on the back of his horse, went to London
via Maidstone and then up to the
north.
London could be a very tricky if you did not know well.
Once in the capital, Richard crossed the
Thames by London Bridge and headed resolutely towards the
Thames.
San Pablo is also a major place of worship, was also a
major center of information and
business. In the surroundings could be hired from servants
to make good deals with horses
o. .. find those persons who are looking for. So, without a
moment's hesitation, and despite the
Darkness reigns in the streets surrounding the church, the
couple walked with Holbein pitapat direction
a small tavern, El Manzano, run by a skinny cejijunto and
Dutch, who knew very well
their youth raids.
After a somewhat rapid march, Richard came to the tavern,
opened the door out of breath and spotted his old
Dutch friend in a corner.
- What you know, friend, the Count of Saint-Germain? He
asked, approaching the dark corner.
- Conde de Saint-Germain? ¿You mean the famous Count of
Saint-Germain, the Portuguese? -Asked the
Dutch surprise at the haste of the young.
French-or Portuguese or whatever. Yes, I speak of him, the
Count of Saint-Germain. Surely he will
dead, but maybe you know some of his son or a close
relative ...
The innkeeper looked at him surprised, his only eyebrow
raising to a height incredible.
"Lord, Count Saint-Germain comes regularly to my humble
tavern. In any case, if no
you hurry, the count tends to go to the tavern just beyond
the eight and meets with friends.
Oh, my God! That was it! Chance! How was this possible?
Richard had the feeling of being
living a dream but a dream run by a mysterious hand that
would put him in the way
pieces of a big chess game.
After dinner frugally and drink good beer, Richard was
ready to wait.
I looked slowly around him, where hardly distinguish the
faces of the other parishioners. The
bar smelled of wine, food and stale, but what was
inexplicable that turns a simple
a welcoming place. Lost in thought and with eyes fixed upon
the vacuum, Richard said no entry
a gentleman of tall, elegant habit, which was discovered
after a beautiful blonde hair. After
department in a low voice with the owner of the premises,
the newly arrived gentleman approached the table he held
Richard.
-Good evening, sir. I understand that you have reported,
wanted to see me ... Let me introduce myself: I am the
Count Saint-Germain. And it seems you want to know. What is
the reason?
The count seemed to radiate a strange light around him.
Richard quickly got up to greet him and noticed that the
mysterious aristocrat was the same height.
While Holbein was slightly darker hair and complexion and
wavy brown, both shared the blue
of the eyes.
After show, Richard explained the reason for his trip to
London, and while it was extracted from its
faltriquera found the little book in the library of
Yalding. With an enigmatic smile, Saint-Germain
took the copy in his hands. And gave a soft sigh, fixing
his gaze into the eyes of Richard,
syllabication slowly three words: "I have found."
After a few seconds of silence, the count decided to talk
in depth.
In all the years I have been waiting, I have not ever given
a moment to despair, I have not hesitated
ever that the mission that I was going to succeed. But I
admit that I was
difficult to endure the long wait. Relax, everything has an
explanation added to the silent count question
Richard, who was beginning to understand nothing. " Perhaps
you are one for which I expected. But in any
If I appeal to your patience to hear my story to end. Then
you will be free to choose the path
to follow.
Richard, who was believed ready to handle almost
everything, he realized that the last comments
descolocado him completely and decided to ask.
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-Before you continue, Count, I would ask you to tell me if
someone told you about me ...
No, no, you do not. And do not bother because apeado
treatment, but I think you know
many years, but this is the first time I see you. Again I
appeal to your patience and your
understanding. I beg you to listen to me carefully and soul
open and free of prejudice.
"Knowledge has never been available to single men, but men
of God have always
could shed light into the darkness of ignorance. So I
decided to approach them to get some light.
In the land where I come from, the priests have always had
a lot of power and the kings in a sense
have followed their dictates. It was they, the priests, I
got to know the history of Hiram Abiff,
a story hidden behind a veil of discretion must know.
After a pause of several seconds, the Count Saint-Germain
continued speaking, slowly dropping
their words.
-I was born and raised on the river Nile, the Egyptian city
of Thebes. A city largely devoted to God
Amon and directed by its high priests. They were the ones
who educated me and I started in science and
hidden knowledge. Iuput, high priest of Amon, was the one
who told me what happened to Hiram Abiff, the
mason who built the great temple of Solomon.
Saint-Germain was paused, it took air and continued
lowering your voice.
-What I said was Iuput only a few years had happened. That
makes more than 1,500
years ...
Count Richard was taking his time. Inside the couple had
been engaged in a struggle between
its a strange natural rationality and intuition told him
that this could be true, for it was inconceivable
might seem. Is that the Count Saint-Germain was immortal?
But ... What have I to do with this, according to you?
"Asked Richard.
Let me continue with my story and get to that. According to
the priests of Egypt, Hiram Abiff, the
Masonic hero par excellence, was finally buried in the
temple of Jerusalem with a great treasure, the
treasure of treasures.
Masons believe was present in the most hidden temple in the
sancta sanctorum, but may
If not.
The key to search on the word is lost. That word leads to
the place where
actually the tomb of Hiram Abiff and the treasure of
treasures that are there. Priests prepared me
thoroughly so that I could undertake the search, but most
can not and need someone
I happen.
"Now, Richard, just tell me if you want to undertake the
search for the missing word that leads
to the tomb and the treasure of Hiram Abiff. But keep in
mind something very important: If you log in,
have to abandon your loved ones, those who know you,
because your journey can take many
years and may not accompany them.
"I know the decision is difficult. So, dear friend, I ask
you to think and meditate at length. I
be waiting for your answer here.
The Count smiled, and added a sentence with categorical
tone. I know that I am not mistaken you. In a few
seconds, Richard thought he had heard anything that night
and knew without a doubt that what happens
had elected him. Who had no say, or miss any of it. His
mother was the last person
to which was attached. I had no friends or relatives with
whom they were not love those who yearn ... Of
Indeed, Richard was not in love before. Even, on occasion,
had heard some
maledicientes comments casting doubt on their manhood. The
truth is that Richard is attracted to women ...
and men, which increased even more, his introversion.
No, the truth is that Richard did not have anyone who
goodbye.
Conde, "replied Richard, you might not wait. I want to go
down this road. I just hope your
indications. Although I do not know if my life will be
sufficient to reach the end of the search.
-We do not need to worry, was quick to explain the count.
Life is just an illusion, and
such, may vary. Remember my age no longer have value for
many, many years. Once I
Iuput promised to get you, he gave me to drink the nectar
from the tree of knowledge, which
succeeded in slowing me over the years and I became a
trustee of the flask with sufficient nectar as
not to have to worry about the time lag. The man, in his
infinite pride and impatience,
put borders while believing they can dominate. And believe
me, that vision was narrow and material
that the time beat. You can live the years needed to
complete the search, Richard. In your
hands are.
With a gesture almost invisible, appeared in the Count's
hand a small bottle made of amber that
contained a thick, dark liquid. Approached his open hand
toward Richard, that rested on the
table. The couple took a tiny vial and noted that the
opening was sealed. - What should I do now?
-Above all, keep the container carefully you just give. As
for the nectar, you must
ingesting the evening. The day chosen to be observed by
taking a fast food. Only
drink water. Rest a lot and walks through the countryside,
watching the beauty around you and thinking about
the greatness of creation. When the sun sets, go to your
room on your bed and stretch. Takes
then the nectar. Unknown sensations notice, but do not be
scared, with the passage of time your body
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otherwise known to exist. The day you will see the
birthplace of the world in a different way, with a new
costume
will last many years, perhaps centuries.
Richard kept the vial carefully and slowly stood up. It
dismissed the Count of Saint -
Germain, agreeing to meet again once it had completed the
takeover of nectar.
When he left the tavern was closed completely at night. A
thick fog, which calls for a few
travelers to return home, began to creep through the
streets in London. Richard moved towards the
inn where he had to stay overnight, and decided to make the
most of your life. Thought that the
Book Saint-Germain had entered into the adventure more
exciting than ever could
imagine.
The day chosen to take the nectar coincided with the summer
solstice. Richard had read about old
traditions, which still kept many who spoke of the magic
that enveloped the hours that
Spring gave way to summer. Many were those who believed,
despite the efforts of the Christian priests,
in the power of nature and all that was: trees, rivers,
mountains, animals ...
He got up early and, following the signs for Saint-Germain,
failed to bite throughout the day, and took
water often. He left the house and headed down a path into
the quiet forest
began near the mansion. He walked for several hours,
stopped to rest and reflect on everything
I watched as he had indicated. The day passed off
peacefully and friendly, and gave way to a beautiful sunset
chaired by Venus, the bright star, the brighter star in the
sky after the Sun and the Moon.
Then Richard went to his bedroom and, after removing all
his clothes, stretched himself out on the bed. Took
small vial and, helped by a sharp letter opener, carefully
break the sealing. Approached the bottle
the nose and noticed a strong odor resinous marearle once.
Breathe deeply and smell to dismiss without
delay, it took until the last drop of the contents of the
vial.
After leaving the bottle on the floor, Richard himself out
on the bed. Closed his eyes and tried to relax. Little
recently began to feel as if your body to lose weight ...
He opened his eyes and hands looked surprised. A
Although the low light of candles, found no difference in
their appearance. But the sense of
weightlessness increased to the point that he felt as if
there were virtually no support in the bed. Little
Recently, a strange torpor had been invaded and took him to
a dark and deep sleep. And Richard dreamed. Dreamed of
strange worlds of cyclopean proportions, unknown landscape
bathed in red lights, with a dream
be wonderful attributes that showed women and men at once,
which invited questions and
discuss their most hidden desires ...
When I finally awoke, he had the impression that he had
received a sort of initiation and also felt
afraid that the nectar would have become excessive. He
opened his eyes with fear and almost immediately was
looked at his hands, arms and the rest of his body. Good!
Everything seemed in order. He stood up carefully,
because he hurt his head a little and noticed a slight
dizziness. He went to a polished mirror that had at its
dressing room. Take a relieved to be reflected in its
splendid nakedness. Perhaps he had no nectar
Indeed ... But a moment! Where was the scar that he had
since childhood in the thigh of the leg
right, the result of a fall of horse? Richard was quickly
next to a window and bent over for the brand. Do not be!
Then there was a comprehensive review
throughout the body, looking for differences, and realized
that he had disappeared a few
white hair started to appear in the head and other body
parts. I was
clear! The nectar had worked!
THE GRAND LODGE OF LONDON
"Not only do not know the origins of Freemasonry;
but also admits that the "real secrets"
have been lost, used "secret replacement"
those in the Masonic ceremonies,
"until such time they are rediscovered."
Christopher Knight and Robert Lomas, The key Masonic
September 1725. London, England
During the summer, Richard Holbein was gradually getting
used to its new status immortal.
Externally, the couple had not changed. The absence of
marks on the skin and white hair was not
enough for others to suspect anything unusual. Despite
that, Richard could not help feeling
aversion to a certain face to face with those who knew him.
Fortunately, only his loyal butler
I saw him frequently and, due to age and poor eyesight, not
noticing the changes that had occurred there.
Another thing was the change inside. Define your new status
it was virtually impossible ... During
summer, the Count Saint-Germain in large part to quell
doubts about his immortality, but could not
tell how he had come to be so comfortable being so
different.
-Actually, my young friend, is found to be immortal,
however, feel full. For some years
you can also enjoy the company of some people can even take
a liking to more than one ...
But Richard, you must always keep in mind that these people
may not accompany you in your search. Lo
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Most important, never forget who you are, and what you're
looking for. The search for the missing word,
the tomb of Hiram Abiff and the treasure of treasures that
are there can be long.
Through these and other phrases, Saint-Germain Richard
deposited in the mood enough to undertake the
search, although he warned of the problems it entailed.
-Immortality, believe me, it's only an anecdote of the
time. The gods have given you a gift and you must
exploit. Hiram Abiff's treasure is waiting and you can find
out.
September was rainy and desapacible. After one night of the
count dismissed in El Manzano, Richard
began his search in another London pub where he knew that
met some gentlemen who claimed to be
Freemasons, ie builders, and Hiram Abiff. In this case, the
name of the tavern was the Crown.
Saint-Germain had briefed Richard on certain meetings that
were taking place on Thursdays at dusk
La Corona. According to the Count was able to find out,
thanks to its good relations with certain noble
London, where it met with some members affiliated with the
Masons came from notable
families in England. With such limited data, Richard
entered the venue chosen.
After asking the innkeeper for the gentlemen who met here
on Thursday, just that day, he indicated that
was directed towards the bottom of the dark room filled
with tables and benches. Once there, a large distinction
leading to a curtain aside. Lifted the curtain and found
the sight of six men who
seated around a table, watched him with curiosity.
__Disculpen, Gentlemen. I would not want to interrupt your
conversation. My name is Richard Holbein and come
of Yalding in Kent.
__Decidnos, Sir, "replied the man who seemed older. Why
come to us?
__Mi Desire is to know how to contact the Masons or
Freemasonry. I understand it, by rumors that
in this tavern can tell how to contact them. What can you
tell me, gentlemen?
"Asked Richard.
- A couple interested in the Freemasons! Exclaimed one of
these while the rest were watching.
- Do you have a contact address, sir? "Asked another of the
meeting quickly.
Richard looked at his pocket and extracted a note with your
details and address, then it
delivered to the group. All ojearon note. They went to look
at each other and the individual who performed the first
asked again to speak.
I am the brother John, a member of the Grand Lodge of
London, and I must say that we are
Freemasons. If desired, we will contact you within a few
days. What do you think, sir?
Richard could only mumble an affirmative response, nodded
her head and was committed.
After outlining a shy smile and say once again, gave three
steps back and disappeared quietly
behind the curtain. For a moment, felt that he had taken
the first step in the right direction;
missed call, the tomb and the great treasure of Hiram Abiff
and not so far.
The days of waiting before the notice was unbearable for
the young Holbein. During the day, he read and reread
the mysterious book of the Count Saint-Germain, trying to
decipher new secrets. At night, could hardly
rest wrapped in strange dreams. Would the product of the
strange situation or nectar Count
was extracted from the tree of knowledge and had taken to
support the long quest? One night
dreamed that he was in a sort of tunnel that appeared on
its way to small beings indicated
one direction. In the end, walked an aisle and went to a
vaulted room empty, where a sign read: "The
search has no end, and insiders know it. "When you wake,
increased state of anxiety. Hope
was pleasant.
Four weeks after the meeting at the tavern, a letter from
Richard warned that it was now
a time to meet with Mason in London and the anxiety
gradually decreased. Was relaxed by walking
forest near their house and prepared thoroughly
appointment. At noon on Monday following the announcement
mail, on the back of his horse, went to London.