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Chapter XXXThe 3-5 Code:
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Now it is time to return to an important series of clues given by the Cassiopaeans regarding what we call the "3-5 Code." It is so complicated a story that I have despaired of ever being able to convey it without confusing the reader, but I am going to try. I do ask that you please understand that there were so many "threads" being followed at any given time that in all that has been written thus far, I have been separating them out and following them one at a time even though much was either happening simultaneously or at the very least, overlapped in time. But, at least we are now getting into some really fun things. As the reader already knows, the subject of the 3-5 Code was first brought up on 11-11-95. There have been a lot of people asking about this strange occurrence of these double 11's and I hope to be able to provide some clues to solving that mystery as we go along. But, we will be diverting on several lateral themes as we go along before coming back to the Code, proper, and we start with this frequent need to divert right at the very beginning here. You see, the whole problem really started with the issue of Jesus. Even though I already had experience with the fact that invoking the "name of Jesus" really had little (if any) effect whatsoever on the occasions that I had worked with exorcism type activities, (and this was troubling, to say the least!), I was still in the mode of the standard Fundamentalist New Age belief that determining the attitude or teachings about Jesus from any given channeled source would be helpful in determining the "orientation" of that source and could save you from a lot of problems further down the road. Like most "New Age Elders," I was still measuring everything by the standard of Edgar Cayce. So, we were asking our "Jesus Questions" as a sort of "test" for the Cassiopaeans. Q: (L) Who was Jesus of Nazareth? On the one hand, what the Cassiopaeans were saying about Jesus was "comforting" in that it explained a certain template "availability" that seemed to many to be very real, while at the same time returning the responsibility for soul evolution, or Free Will, to the individual; on the other hand, they were saying clearly and unequivocally that there was NO CRUCIFIXION upon which "salvation by grace" was predicated! Was Jesus crucified? Well, it is on this point that millions of people believe that they are "saved." So, it is a pretty big issue! The thing is, the "fruits" of this doctrine tend to demonstrate an "exclusionary" Us against Them mode of thinking that brings us back to the issue of Free Will - are we choosing because the choice is weighted, or the ONLY "good" choice, or do we actually have FREE will? As we have already noted, the idea of any "only way a man can be saved" is Nazi Spirituality. Nevertheless, the explanation seemed to be that there certainly was an awesome event of SOME sort that followed a period of mysterious initiation and that this was the event that was later "mythicized" into the Crucifixion story that followed the general lines of all the "suffering savior" religions of history. I didn't know what to think about this. It was not too long afterward that I came across the following passage in Manly Hall's exhaustive compendium, The Secret Teachings of All Ages:
Well, obviously, this "Gospel" that Irenaeus refers to as testifying that Jesus did not suffer and die has disappeared! But, commenting on the foregoing passage of Irenaeus, theologian Godfrey Higgins remarks that it has fortunately escaped the hands of those destroyers who have attempted to render the Gospel narratives consistent by deleting all such statements. He also notes that the doctrine of the crucifixion was a vexata questio among Christians even during the second century. "The evidence of Irenaeus, " he says, "cannot be touched. On every principle of sound criticism, and of the doctrine of probabilities, it is unimpeachable." [Anacalypsis , Godfrey Higgins, London, 1836, quoted by Manly P. Hall]Aside from the issues of what the Cassiopaeans had said about Jeuse, here is one of our mysteries, the number 33, making an appearance right in the Bible. But that was only the first of many. We read again in Manly Hall's The Secret Teachings of All Ages:
Somewhere along the way I read that all of the manuscripts of the different books of the Bible that were being translated under the patronage of King James, were deposited into the care of Sir Francis Bacon by the many translators involved in the project. Apparently he had them in his possession for a year, but there are no reports as to what he was doing with them. It was suggested that the fact that Jesus went from age 30, when he began his ministry of one year, to the age of 33 at his crucifixion at the end of this one year, was a "signature" of Lord Bacon. But, it would sure be interesting to have an original copy of the first King James Version of the Bible to peruse for possible coded information! Later I came across the suggestion that the "coded signature" of Lord Bacon in the New Testament was evidence that there was a Masonic conspiracy involved in the production of the Jesus myth. Bacon was also thought to have been in on the formation of the Rosicrucians, and others suggested that he had died the "philosopher's death." That is to say that he achieved the "great work" of alchemy which bestows upon its successful students the gift of immortality, and that a log or box of rocks was buried in his place. Supposedly, those who "fake their deaths" in this manner leave some sort of "clue" as to what really happened, and the clue that Lord Bacon had achieved the great work was in the fact that he died from eating a spoiled rooster - the rooster being an ancient symbol of alchemy. After the "funeral," the new Master Alchemist, who now has supernatural powers, takes his place among the order of those who have already "ascended" into this "new state of being," and can thereafter appear and disappear at will to those who are ready to receive deeper instruction, having proved themselves worthy by their labor, will and intent. All of this was very interesting to me, and I read and re-read books on alchemy, theories about the supposed ciphers encoded in the works of Shakespeare, purported to be a pseudonym for either Lord Bacon himself, or a cabal of alchemists whose project was to preserve their secrets for subsequent generations to decode. In the meantime, I read many works, both pro and con, about the Masonic "conspiracies" to take over the world and how the number 33 repeatedly appears whenever they have a "hand" in something. It was suggested that even the death of JFK was part of the Masonic plan to rule the world - or, at the very least, control it from behind the scenes - and everywhere I looked there were folks making this or that wild claim or conjecture about the repeated appearance of the number 33. In the present time we have the claims of the followers of David Icke that the death of Princess Diana was a "Masonic Sacrifice," and that all of the members of European nobility are secret Masons, shape-shifting Reptilian beings with bloody appetites. Meanwhile, the Masons and Shriners build children's hospitals, do good works in general, and there are few people who don't have a Mason or two in the family tree. Well, with all the confusion, with all the "proofs" going one way and another, it was difficult to sort it all out and decide just "who was on first" here! No sooner would I become convinced that the Masons were the most evil bunch on the planet, with designs on the freedoms of everyone, than I would come across an article or book that claimed exactly the opposite with exactly as much "proof." Somewhere along the way I came across a pamphlet that claimed that the New Testament was written by a "rich and powerful aristocratic Roman family, the Calpunius Pisos," and that all the books therein were written between the years 70 and 140 A.D. This pamphlet claimed that there was an "inner circle" of those who knew this and that the group included "Boccaccio, Bacon/Shakespeare, Cervantes, Rabelais, Tolstoy, Milton, Spenser, Tennyson, Thackeray, Kipling, Stevenson, Poe, Oleson, Browning, Noyes, Lewis Carroll, A. Conan Doyle, Verne, Baum, Tolkien, ad infinitum." I have to admit that their evidence was very compelling! One thing that this pamphlet demonstrated was that the number 22 was the code for "Christos" and the number 19 was the "code" for "Piso." The number 24, by their interpretation, was the code for "Jesus." Whoever these folks were, they were seeing coded messages in everything from steamship ads to Dick Tracy cartoon strips! Around this point in time, a friend had picked up a book in a used book stall at a flea market and, knowing of my interests in anything that was about ancient mysteries, especially the Flood of Noah, brought the book over to me. It was entitled Lost Survivors of the Deluge, by Gerd von Hassler and translated from the German by Martin Ebon. You sure wouldn't expect to find anything about Jesus in there, now would you? But, we need to remember the reputed remark of Jesus that the "end of the age" would be "as in the days of Noah," so somehow, the two things were intertwined in my mind. As I was just reading along, I came to the following passage and the hair on my head began to stand on end:
Well, considering that I was contemplating the evidence as to whether or not alchemists were able to actually achieve the "Great Work" and "immortality," the question that arose in my mind was not whether or not this was the name of a Divine Ruler in primeval times, but whether or not the Cassiopeans had given us a clue to an actual Sect that had members who might be thousands of years old - and by giving us this name, were they telling us that such an immortal was the actual biological father of Jesus? So, what this amounted to was an interesting thread relating to the "bloodline" of Jesus. Where will it ultimately lead? Who and what was this "Tonatha" who bears one of the oldest names of God? The interesting thing about this particular bit of information from the Cassiopaeans was the fact that this name, of which we were completely ignorant at the time, later connected to information that went back into the mists before recorded history. Yes, it is true that this was information that was known in some circles before we received it, (or Von Hassler wouldn't have been writing about it), but it was definitely unknown to us in any way. Does this prove that the Cassiopaeans are, actually, who they say they are? No. But, if nothing else, it demonstrates a "connnection" to SOME source, even if only the universal consciousness or "akashic records." Meanwhile, we were given some clues in another direction that ended up connecting to all of this in a bizarre way, so we have to pause and go in another direction for a moment. (I warned you this was going to be complicated!) I first heard about Oak Island when I was just a kid. My grandfather subscribed to several magazines, one of which, (I think it was "Argosy,") printed an article on the "Oak Island Mystery." I was completely fascinated by this account and it stayed in the back of my mind for many years. After the Cassiopaeans came along, as I have described before, I was like a kid in a candy store. It was fun to go through my many books and just ask question after question about all the things that were mysterious in our world. In a sense, it was a sort of "test" just to see WHAT they would say about these things, and I had no particular attachment to their remarks because, in many cases, there was no way to validate them. In terms of "Mysteries," one theory was about as good as another. I was initally just curious to get a LOT of material to analyze later, so I was jumping through things in a quick and haphazard way. I didn't know what an editing headache I was creating for myself. Heck, I had no idea what an impact the Cassiopaeans were going to have on my life! We didn't even record the first half dozen or so sessions because we didn't think it was that important! Before we get to the Cassiopaean comments on the Oak Island Mystery, I believe it would be useful to briefly recapitualate what is presently known about it. Oak Island is situated off the coast of Nova Scotia, and it is thought that the name of the island relates to the many oak trees that formerly dotted the small speck of land. There are a couple of residents who have built homes there, and in recent times, a causeway was built which effectively makes it no longer an island, but a peninsula. As is the case with other "Legends," there are a number of apoclyptic versions of the "discovery" on Oak Island. One version of the story tells us that, in 1795, a few young lads rowed over to the island to explore as part of an "adventure game" or on a dare. They were attracted to the "mystery" of the island because it was claimed by the local Indians to be haunted due to the fact that strange lights had reportedly been seen there. Knowing how such stories get told and retold, it is likely that the island was considered to be haunted by the locals, and dangerously so.A Chester woman whose mother had been one of the earliest settlers reported that once when the fires and lights had been observed, a boatload of men who had gone to investigate had disappeared without a trace. Whatever version of the story is told, the names of the three boys were Daniel McGinnis, John Smith, and Anthony Vaughn.As to what the boys "discovered," again there are some variations. It was a large oak tree with either a "large ship's pulley" hanging from an overhanging branch, or the "burn marks" on the branch that looked as though a heavy load had been suspended from a rope at that point. Details about the vegetation either being cleared away, or new growth in an area under and around the tree occur in different versions. The boys apparently decided that they had discovered a place where pirates had buried treasure, so they went off to fetch digging tools to recover whatever must be buried there.They dug a circular shaft 13 feet in diameter and, according to the basic story found strange things - barriers - at various levels: at 4 feet, flagstones; at 10 feet, a platform of solid oak; at 20 feet another oak platform, and at 30 feet, still another oak platform. Obviously, three boys weren't going to dig that much. Apparently, after the initial discoveries that something mysterious was indeed indicated, they had sought help from some men of the community. But it was all in vain because the hole suddenly filled with water just at the point when they thought they were going to get to the treasure.Nine years went by. In 1804, Simeon Lynds formed a "treasure hunting syndicate and digging resumed. At 40 feet, another layer of Oak covered with putty was found. Then there was a layer of charcoal. At 50 feet there was another oak platform sealed with coconut fiber. At 60, 70 and 80 feet, oak platforms; at 90 feet, a flat stone was reportedly found that measured 3 x 1 feet. The stone was said to not be native to the areas and had "strange markings" on it. The story about the stone is rather confusing. It was said to have been installed at the back of a fireplace for a number of years. It was later "recovered" and exhibited to raise money for more digging. A Professor of languages claimed to have "cracked the code" and translated the markings to say "10 feet below, 2 million pounds."Someone else who saw the stone in the early years of this century remembered that whe he saw it, there were no "strange markings." It seems to have disappeared. At 98 feet, water began to pour in, apparently channeled to the pit through a series of stone-lined, coconut fiber filled conduits that act as "wicks."In 1849, a new syndicate was formed that bored 5 holes. They found that at the 98 foot level, there was a spruce platform 5 inches thick. This was followed by a 12 inch space, then 4 inches of oak, and then 22 inches of drilling brought up bits of metal. Also retrieved were 3 metal links of a chain. Following that event, which excited the drillers because it was claimed that the chain was gold and "looked ancient," (though I have never read an account by anyone who had actually SEEN it - it was always hearsay), the drillers kept going and encountered 8 inches of oak, another 22 inches of metal; 4 inches of oak; 6 inches of spruce; then 7 feet of clay and nothing else.At one point, it was reported that a James Pitblado found and pocketed something off the drill, but there is no firm idea as to whether this really happened, and if so, what the item was. In 1859, another attempt was made. This was when the conduits were discovered that repeatedly filled the pit with water. The discovery of the flood tunnels convinced this horde of idiots that there was a fabulous treasure. They reasoned that it was inconceivable that anyone would go to that much trouble to conceal ordinary treasure! Of course, the more logical reason would be to think that it was never meant to be dug up and therefore, could NOT be treasure!In 1865, still another attempt. This gang tunneled beside the original shaft, into it sideways, built a dam against the water, and so forth. Failure. In 1894, a new gang dynamited the flood tunnel! They lowered a pipe into the pit and at 126 feet, they struck iron. They drilled past the obstruction and, at 151 feet, hit CEMENT! Drilling futher, after 2 more inches, they encountered 5 inches of oak and then "large metal objects," then "loose metal," and then more "large metal objects." Sounds to me like there was some kind of big machine buried down there and they were just tearing it apart with their drills!There were attempts in 1931, and in 1963, a hole 80 feet wide and 130 feet deep was dug. Nothing. In the 1990s, a submarine TV camera revealed what looked like three chests and a severed hand. Divers were lowered to a depth of 235 feet, but found nothing. A good question to ask here is: what would a severed hand be doing down there? The bodies of the several people who have died during the 200 years of attempts to excavate this pit were all completely recovered. In any event, the lighting of the film was bad, there was nothing to provide scale. What was seen as a "chest" could have been a piece of wood a few inches square.Now, what seems to me to be the obvious questions are: why would someone who buries a "treasure" leave such things as a "marker stone," or a depression in the ground, marks on a tree, and other obvious signs of concealing said treasure? Doesn't make a lot of sense, does it? All the stories, legends, assumptions, beliefs and "wishful thinking" have been generated by treasure hunters who have an agenda: to get money to dig to get more money!Then, there are the folks who have linked this mystery to the Legends of the Holy Grail, the Ark of the Covenant, and so on.There are no artifacts in existence that have been validated reliably, and the site itself has been so obliterated by greed that no self-respecting archaeologist would even dream of attempting to sort out the mess! Despite all the books and articles and supposed investigations, there is a dark shadow of greed and avarice hiding the facts of the matter. We can wishfully think all we want, but that doesn't make a story true - as it is told, that is. And that is the crux of the matter. Where there is smoke, there is likely to be some fire, even if only a little! And, there are real questions about Oak Island that beg answers. Was the pit dug by humans? If so, what humans would have the capabilities of excavating such a pit? Was it a storage chamber? If so, WHAT was stored in it? If it was not a storage chamber, what other explanations can there be for the apparent original disturbance of the landscape? How, at this late date, would it be possible to sort through all the lies and confusion? How do we explain the burn marks/pulley on the tree and the cannon shot reportedly found during the original dig? Is this evidence of pirates and treasure? Or an ammo dump? But, if it was that, why go to such extreme measures to make the materials almost impossible to access in a rapid manner? That doesn't make sense.And, if it was a practical joke perpetrated by some young boys, it is certainly one of the most elaborate and long lived pranks in history! We find ourselves in the presence of a very great mystery that has defied two hundred years of brawn and brain to solve! Now, with so great a host of words already spent on the subject, notwithstanding that the mystery has never been solved in any concrete and verifiable way, what more could I add to the matter without further muddying the waters? The first time we discussed the Oak Island mystery with the Cassiopaeans, it actually was a sort of afterthought question. I had just read an account in an old Fate magazine that goes as follows:"Hidden deep within a Czech mountain is an ancient shaft and tower seemigly built by advanced technology but older than the bones of extinct beasts..."The author, Antonin T. Horak, wrote down the cave exploration adventure of a member of the Czech resistance which occurred in October of 1944, during WW II. Mr. Horak stated that the account was confirmed by friends of his in Czechoslovakia in 1965. The story was first printed in the March, 1965 issue of National Speleological Society in an attempt to interest other speleologists in mounting an expedition. The captain of the Slovak Resistance who told the story for the speleology magazine, was apparently hidden in this cave, along with a companion who was wounded, by a farmer near the villages of Plavince and Lubocna at 49.2 N 20.7 degrees E. The farmer's name was Slavek. Well, needless to say, our captain was very curious and decided to investigate the cave that could make an illiterate farmer/shepherd so superstitious.
He got stuck and had to get himself unstuck, and so he gave up and went back to his companion. He went back in on Oct 24, 1944... (the notes are from a journal) and tried to get through again. He took off all his clothes and covered himself with "sheep fat" and managed, after some difficulty, to get inside the tower. He found himself in a curved black shaft. He had come with plenty of lights - torches, lanterns etc - and said that all the light together did not reach the ceiling. He leaves and comes back the next day, smears himself with sheep fat again, and goes back through the crack. At this visit, he starts shooting his gun upward which nearly blew his eardrums out because of the acoustics, but he didn't hear an impact. Then, he fired at the walls themselves, somewhat above, and noted blue-green sparks and dancing flames. He started digging in the floor and found fossilized animal teeth. He went back in again on October 26 and took a pole to make the lantern go higher, but still was not able to see the ceiling. At this point, his companion dies, and he is free to rejoin his unit and that was the end of the story. I was certainly curious about an obviously artificial shaft made of some unknown material, buried in a mountain so long that it was being overtaken by stalagmites and stalactites! So, I asked: Q: (L) In one of my Fate magazines over there I read a story about a fellow who discovered an enormous structure in a cave when he was hiding there during WW II. A shaft in the Tatra mountains in Czechoslovakia. What was this thing this man found in this cave?Well, that answered that! Couldn't be verified, for sure, but, the word "buried" triggered a thought about my recent reading about Oak Island, so why not just settle this whole Oak Island thing at once!? I didn't know that I was getting ready to open a can of worms! Q: (L) What is buried on Oak Island? As you can see, it was late and we were all getting a little silly. Little did we know that this was going to get serious! A few months later, I was reading over the above text and decided I wanted to ask a bit more about it. The C's had already talked about Transdimensional Atomic Remolecularization as the mode of time travel as well as the technology used for moving between densities and dimensions. They had mentioned that "remolecularization" was the mode of assembly of 3rd density matter from 4th density and higher "thought" transduced via the effects of supernovae, so, I just assumed that TDARM was also what was buried at Oak Island: Q: (L) When I was reading our little bit about Oak Island the other day, I noticed that we never followed up on certain things. Could we ask on that now? So, we were, for the first time, facing questions that we had to investigate on our own. As time has gone by, I have learned that this type of question - ones that we have to figure out - seem to have some significance in terms of some sort of "destined" mission of figuring out some great secret - or implications of such. That may be only my own assumption and may have no basis in fact. I did some more reading on the subject of Oak Island in order to see if there was any way that what the Cassiopaean's were saying could be true. The more I read from different sources, the more confused I got. There were lies, manipulations, corruption of information and artifacts, and evidence of incredible greed on all sides of this story. Seems that everybody who had anything to do with it was SURE that there was a ton of money buried there and they would do about anything to be the one to dig it up. The result was a complete MESS. I decided that I was NEVER going to make any sense out of this Oak Island business! Q: (L) Okay. What I read about Oak Island was that there were legends of lights being seen there prior to 1703. [Remember that 1795 is when the boys rowed to the island and discovered the rope marks on the sawed off tree limb and the depression in the ground.]Well, I had to admit that I was drawing a blank.. I just couldn't think of any "sect" that was wandering around in North America in the 1500's that would have that kind of "conscious communion" with higher powers. Q: (F) Was there a sect from that era that claimed communion? Aside from the fact that I was asking a dumb question, considering that they had already told us that the Reptoids had built it and put it there originally, I guess you can see from our attempts to begin to learn to think - to REALLY think - that it was a definite struggle. Working to get rid of assumptions and allow the creative thinking process to flow was a lot of WORK. But, not nearly as much work as I had ahead of me based on just a few clues. In the end, the clues about "sect," "Arcadia" and "alchemy" and the time period of the 1500's that had been given were all I had to go on. I hit the books again. I realized that just the normally available resources were not going to get me where I wanted to go, so I began to look for links to alchemy, and links to links. I made lists of names and dates and obscure references and began to follow them. There was a LOT of material. I obtained obscure alchemical texts full of strange coded messages and bizarre pictures that were supposed to "reveal" something to those who had the insight to understand. It apparently wasn't me, and I struggled day after day to try to divine some meaning from these lunatic descriptions of experiments with sexual overtones, most of which proclaimed at the beginning that the truth was going to be given plainly! Nowadays, our materialistic science derides alchemists as misguided mystics who followed a dream of discovering a substance that could transform base metals into gold. Yes, they admit that much scientific discovery was accomplished in these pursuits, but they toss out the objective of the alchemists as just a pipe dream. Nevertheless, there are interesting stories there, some so deeply curious that the mind cannot grapple with the implications, and they are immediately discarded as too fantastic for serious consideration. I want to recount a few of them here so that the reader who is not familiar with the literature might be sufficiently intrigued to do research on his/her own. But first, a short discussion of the "Philosopher's Stone." This is the goal of the Alchemist; a fabled substance that can not only transmute metals into gold, but can heal any illness, banish all sickness from a person's life, and confer an extended lifespan, if not immortality, on the body. At least, that is how it is described. That may or may not be a "cover story." It may, in fact, describe the 4th density state of existence. It was thought that, by a lengthy process of purification, one could extract from various minerals the "natural principle" that supposedly caused gold to "grow" in the earth. In an anonymous 17th Century alchemical text, The Sophic Hydrolith, this process is described as "purging [the mineral] of all that is thick, nebulous, opaque and dark," and what would be left would be a mercurial "water of the Sun," which had a pleasant, penetrating odor, and was very volatile. Part of this liquid is put aside, and the rest is then mixed with a twelfth of its weight of "the divinely endowed body of gold," (ordinary gold won't do because it is defiled by daily use). This mixture then forms a solid amalgam which is heated for a week. It is then dissolved in some of the mercurial water in an egg-shaped phial.Then, the remaining mercurial water is added gradually, in seven portions; the phial is sealed, and kept at such a temperature as will hatch an egg. After 40 days, the phial's contents will be black; after seven more days small grainy bodies like fish eyes are supposed to appear. Then the "Philosopher's Stone" begins to make its appearance: first reddish in color; then white, green and yellow like a peacock's tail then dazzling white; and later a deep glowing red. Finally, "the revivified body is quickened, perfected and glorified" and appears in a beautiful purple. This and many similarly obscure and crazy sounding texts are the bulk of Alchemical Literature. But, we have to remember one thing: these texts were written in CODE! Nevertheless, I persisted in reading many texts of this kind and searching for clues there and in the stories of the alchemists themselves. It was in reading the anecdotes about so-called Alchemists that I became convinced that there was, indeed, something very mysterious going on here. For example: In 1666, Johann Friedrich Schweitzer, physician to the Prince of Orange, writes of having been visited by a stranger who was "of a mean stature, a little long face, with a few small pock holes, and most black hair, not at all curled, a beardless chin, about three or four and forty years of age (as I guessed), and born in North Holland." Before I finish the story, it needs to be pointed out that Dr. Schweitzer, who was the author of several medical and botanical books, was a careful and objective observer and was a colleague of the philosopher, Baruch Spinoza. Schweitzer was a trained scientific observer; a reputable medical man, and not given to fraud or practical jokes. And yet, what I am about to describe is, in modern understanding, impossible. What happened was that the stranger made small talk for awhile and then, more or less out of the blue, asked Dr. Schweitzer whether he would recognize the "Philosopher's Stone" if he saw it. He then took out of his pocket a small ivory box that held "three ponderous pieces or small lumps... each about the bigness of a small walnut, transparent, of a pale brimstone colour." The stranger told Schweitzer that this was the very substance sought for so long by the Alchemists. Schweitzer held one of the pieces in his hand and asked the stranger if he could have just a small piece. The man refused, but Schweitzer managed to steal a small bit by scraping it with his fingernail. The visitor left after promising to return in three weeks time to show Dr. Schweitzer some "curious arts in the fire." As soon as he was gone, Dr. Schweitzer ran to his laboratory where he melted some lead in a crucible and added the tiny piece of stone. But, the metal did NOT turn into gold as he anticipated. Instead, "almost the whole mass of lead flew away, and the remainder turned into a mere glassy earth." Three weeks later, the mysterious stranger was at his door again. They conversed, and for a long time the man refused to allow Dr. Schweitzer see his stones again, but, at last "he gave me a crumb as big as a rape or turnip seed, saying, receive this small parcel of the greatest treasure of the world, which truly few kings or princes have ever known or seen." Schweitzer must have been a whiner because he recounts that he protested that this was not sufficient to transmute as much as four grains of lead into gold. At this, the stranger took the piece back, cut it in half, and flung one part in the fire, saying: "it is yet sufficient for thee!" At this point, Schweitzer confessed his theft from the previous visit, and described how the substance had behaved with his molten lead. The stranger began to laugh and told him: "Thou are more dextrous to commit theft than to apply thy medicine; for if thou hadst only wrapped up thy stolen prey in yellow wax, to preserve it from the arising fumes of lead, it would have penetrated to the bottom of the lead, and transmuted it to gold." The guy leaves at this point and promises to return the next morning to show Schweitzer the correct way to perfom the transmutation but,
Baruch Spinoza, who lived nearby, came the next day to examine this gold and was convinced that Schweitzer was telling the truth. The Assay Master of the province, a Mr. Porelius, tested the metal and pronounced it genuine; and Mr. Buectel, the silversmith, subjected it to further test that confirmed that it was gold. The testimony of these men survives to this day. Now, either ALL of them are lying, or Dr. Schweitzer really did have a strange experience exactly as he describes it. The interesting thing is that other people have described similar visitations by strange men who proclaim to them the truth of the alchemical process, demonstrate it, and then mysteriously disappear. It has happened sufficiently often, in widely enough separated places and times to suggest that it is not a collusive fraud nor a delusion. Twenty years before Schweitzer's meeting with the mysterious stranger, Jan Baptiste van Helmont, who was responsible for several important scientific discoveries, and was the first man to realize that there were other gases than air; and who invented the term "gas," wrote:
Sir Isaac Newton studied alchemy until his death, remaining convinced that the possiblity of transmutation existed. The great philosophers and mathematicians, Descartes and Leibnitz, both were convinced that transmutation was a reality. Even Robert Boyle who wrote a book entitled The Sceptical Chymist, was sure until the end of his life, that transmutation was possible! Why? These men were scientists. And, the argument that their ideas or observations were less scientific that those of the present day simply does not stand up to scrutiny. Now we come to our possible Oak Island protagonists. As noted, alchemists were rumored at various times to have gained immortality, and one of these was Nicolas Flamel. Flamel was a poor scribe, or scrivener and copyist. The story goes that, in 1357 he bought an old illuminated book... "The cover of it was of brass, well bound, all engraven with letters of strange figures... This I know that I could not read them nor were they either Latin of French letters... As to the matter that was written within, it was engraved (as I suppose) with an iron pencil or graver upon... bark leaves, and curiously coloured..." Reportedly, the first page was written in golden letters that said Abraham the Jew, Priest, Prince, Levite, Astrologer and Philosopher, to the Nation of the Jews dispersed by the Wrath of God in France, wisheth Health. So, quite rightly Flamel referred to the manuscript as the Book of Abraham the Jew. The dedication was followed by curses upon anyone who was not either a priest or a Jew reading the book. Flamel was a scribe, which he must have imagined exempted him from these curses, so he read the book. The purpose of the book was avowedly to give assistance to the dispersed Jews by teaching them to transmute lead into gold so that they could pay their taxes to the hated Roman government. The instructions were clear and easy, but only described the latter part of the process. The instructions for the beginning were said to be in the illustrations given on the 4th and 5th leaves of the book. Flamel remarked that, although these were well executed, "...yet by that could no man ever have been able to understand it without being well skilled in their Qabalah, which is a series of old traditions, and also to have been well studied in their books." As the story goes, Flamel tried for 21 years to find someone who could explain these pictures to him. Finally, his wife urged him to go to Spain and seek out a rabbi or other learned Jew who might assist him. So, he made the famous pilgrimage to the shrine of St. James at Compostela, carrying with him carefully made copies of the book. After his devotions at the shrine, he went to the city of Leon in northern Spain where he met a certain "Master Canches," a Jewish physician. When this man saw the illustrations, he was "ravished with great astonishment and joy," upon recognizing them as parts of a book that had long been believed to have been destroyed. He declared his intention to return with Flamel to France, but he died on the trip at Orleans. Flamel returned to Paris alone. But, apparently, the old Jew must have told him something for he wrote:
Note this date of January 17th, as it will come up numerous times! Several months later Flamel did his first transmutation into gold. Is this just a story? What IS true and can be verified is that Nicolas and Perenelle Flamel endowed "fourteen hospitals, three chapels and seven churches, in the city of Paris, all which we had new built from the ground, and enriched with great gifts and revenues, with many reparations in their churchyards. We also have done at Boulogne about as much as we have done at Paris, not to speak of the charitable acts which we both did to particular poor people, principally widows and orphans." After Flamel's death in 1419 the rumours began. Hoping that they could find something hidden in one of his houses, people searched them again and again until one of them was completely destroyed. There were stories that Nicolas and Perenelle were still alive. Supposedly, she had gone to Switzerland and he buried a log in her grave, and then another log was buried at his own funeral. In the intervening centuries, the stories persist that Flamel and Perenelle defeated death. The 17th century traveller, Paul Lucas, while travelling in Asia Minor, met a Turkish philosopher who told him that "true philosophers had had the secret of prolonging life for anything up to a thousand years..." Lucas said: "At last I took the liberty of naming the celebrated Flamel, who, it was said, possessed the Philosopher's Stone, yet was certainly dead. He smiled at my simplicity, and asked with an air of mirth: Do you really believe this? No, no, my friend, Flamel is still living; neither he nor his wife has yet tasted death. It is not above three years since I left both... in India; he is one of my best friends." In 1761, Flamel and his wife were reported to have been seen attending the opera in Paris. There is an issue here regarding the supposed clue about "Abraham the Jew" which SEEMS to point us in the direction of a Jewish fraternity of alchemists or keepers of secrets. I don't want to go off on that thread here and now because it would add so much complexity to the issues that we might never find our way through the maze. But, to ease the mind of the reader, I will make a few remarks about this here. It's curious that Eugene Canseliet, in his preface to the Second Edition of Fulcanelli's Le Mystere des Cathedrales, apparently upon the instruction of the master alchemist, emphasized so dramatically the difference between kabbala and Cabala saying: The curious bringing in of the terms "coterie," and "underhand dealing" and "intrigue" in conjunction with what he has just remarked about Kabbalah meaning "tradition," and Cabala being "horse," is a most curious juxtaposition of words. It almost seems that Fuacanelli is telling us that the Kaballah, or the tradition is a red herring. Fulcanelli himself makes a curious remark in The Dwellings of the Philosophers: "Alchemy is obscure, only because it is hidden. The philosophers who wanted to transmit the exposition of their doctrine and the fruit of their labors to posterity took great care not to divulge the art by presenting it under a common form, so that the layman could not misuse it. ...that the philosophers had no other means at their disposal to steal from the ones what they wanted to expose to the others, but this confusion of metaphors, of diverse symbols, this prolixity of terms, of capricious formulas traced by the flow of the pen, expressed in clear language for the use of the greedy or the foolish..." The point of this short aside is this: don't assume anything about Jews, Masons, or any other group when trying to solve the mystery. Nearly everything we come across will be obscured and, when it is right out in plain view, it will be even more difficult to see! Getting back to our purported alchemists, we come now to the year 1745 in which Prince Charles Edward Stuart, known as the "Young Pretender," staged his Jacobite rebellion in an attempt to regain the British throne for his father the "Old Pretender." The Jacobite cause, for all intents and purposes, had been crushed at the battle of Culloden in April of that year, yet there was a constant fear by the British government that the Jacobites were still plotting with their French sympathizers, and being French and in London was, at that time, a liability. This "spy fever" resulted in the arrest of many Frenchmen on trumped up charges, and most of them were later released, but it was a dangerous time for Gallic visitors! In November of that year, one Frenchman was arrested and accused of having pro-Jacobite letters in his possession. He became very indignant and claimed that the correspondence had been "planted" on him. Considering the mood of the time, it is quite surprising that he was believed and released! Horace Walpole, English author and Member of Parliament, wrote a letter about this incident to Sir Horace Mann on December 9, 1745 saying: "The other day they seized an odd man who goes by the name of Count Saint-Germain. He has been here these two years, and will not tell who he is or whence, but professes that he does not go by his right name. He sings and plays on the violin wonderfully, is mad and not very sensible." This is one of the few "authentic," on the scene comments about one of the most mysterious characters of the 18th century. Another acquaintance of the "Count Saint-Germain, Count Warnstedt, described Saint-Germain as "The completest charlatan, fool, rattle-pate, windbag and swindler." Yet, his last patron said that Saint-Germain was "perhaps one of the greatest sages who ever lived." Clearly this was one of those people you either love or hate! Saint-Germain first comes to our attention in the fashionable circles of Vienna in about 1740, where he made a stir by flaunting the fashion of the day by wearing black all the time! Everybody else was into bright colors, satins and laces, ornate patterns and designs; and along comes Saint-Germain with his somber black outfits set off by glittering diamonds on his fingers, shoe buckles, and snuff box! What an attention getter! If you want to stand out in a roomful of robins, cardinals and bluejays, just be a blackbird! He also had the habit of carrying handfuls of loose diamonds in his pockets instead of cash! So, there he is, garnering attention to himself in this bizarre way, and naturally he makes the acquaintance of the local leaders of fashion, Counts Zabor and Lobkowitz who introduce him to the French Marshal de Belle Isle. It seems that the Marshal was seriously under-the-weather, but his illness is not recorded so we can't evaluate the claims that Saint-Germain cured him. Nevertheless, the Marshal was so gratefull he took Saint-Germain to Paris with him and set him up with apartments and a laboratory. The details of the Count's life in Paris are pretty well known, and it is there that the rumors began. There is an account by a "Countess de B___" (a nom de plume, it seems, so we have to hold the information somewhat suspect), who wrote in her memoirs, Chroniques de l'oeil de boeuf, that, when she met the Count at a soiree given by the aged Countess von Georgy, whose late husband had been Ambassador to Venice in the 1670's, that the old Countess remembered Saint-Germain from her days in Venice. So, the old girl asked the Count if his father had been there at the time. He replied no, but HE had! The man that Countess von Georgy had known was at least 45 years old THEN, at least 50 years ago, which appeared to be the age of the man standing before her! The Count smiled and said: "I am very old." "But then you must be nearly 100 years old," the Countess exclaimed. "That is not impossible," the Count replied. He then related some details that convinced the old lady that it was really him she knew in Venice. The Countess exclaimed: "I am already convinced. You are a most extraordinary man, a devil!" "For pity's sake!" cried Saint-Germain in a loud voice heard all around the room. "No such names!" And he began to tremble all over and left the room immediately. A pretty dramatic introduction to society, don't you think? But, was it real, or the ploy of a very clever con artist? Did he deliberately choose to adopt the name of someone long dead, about whom he may have already known a great deal, and then did he set out to deceive and con in a manner well known to us in the present time? Was he a snake oil salesman or a true man of mystery? In any event, that was the beginning of the "legend," and many more stories of a similar nature spread through society like wildfire. Saint-Germain apparently fed the fires with hints that he had known the "Holy Family" intimately and had been invited to the marriage feast at Cana where Jesus turned water into wine, and dropped casually the remark that he "had always known that Christ would meet a bad end." According to him, he had been very fond of Anne, the mother of the Virgin Mary, and had even proposed her canonization at the Council of Nicaea in A.D. 325! What a guy! A line for every occasion! Pretty soon the Count had Louis XV and his mistress, Madame de Pompadour, eating out of his hand, and it certainly COULD be true that he was a French spy in England when he was arrested there, because he later did handle some sticky business for the credulous king of France. In 1760, Louis sent Saint-Germain to the Hague as his personal representative to arrange a loan with Austria that was supposed to help finance the Seven Years' war against England. While in Holland, the Count had a falling out with his friend Casanova, who was also a diplomat at the Hague. Casanova tried hard to discredit Saint-Germain in public, but without success. One has to wonder just what it was that Casanova discovered or came to think about Saint-Germain at this time. In any even, Saint-Germain was making other enemies. One of these enemies was the Duc de Choiseul, King Louis' Foreign Minister. The Duc discovered that Saint-Germain had been scoping out the possibilities of arranging a peace between England and France. Now, that doesn't sound like a bad plan at all, but the Duc managed to convince the King that this was a dire betrayal, and the Count had to flee to England and then back to Holland. In Holland, the Count lived under the name Count Surmont, and he worked to raise money to set up laboratories in which he made paint and dyes and engaged in his alchemical experiments. By all accounts, he was successful in SOME sense, because he disappeared from Holland with 100,000 guilders! He next shows up in Belgium as the "Marquis de Monferrat. He set up another laboratory with "other people's money" before disappearing again. (Are we beginning to see a pattern here?) For a number of years, Saint-Germain's activities continued to be reported from various parts of Europe and, in 1768 he popped up in the court of Catherine the Great. Turkey had just declared war on Russia, and Saint-Germain promoted himself as a valuable diplomat because of his status as an "insider" in French politics. Pretty soon he was the adviser of Count Alexei Orlov, head of the Russian Imperial Forces. Orlov made him a high-ranking officer of the Russian Army and Saint-Germain acquired an English alias, "General Welldone." His successes in Russia could have enabled him to retire on his laurels, but he didn't. In 1774 he appeared in Nuremberg seeking money from the Margrave of Brandenburg, Charles Alexander. His ostensible alias at this point (apparently he was no longer satisfied with being either a Count or a Marquis) was Prince Rakoczy of Transylvania! Naturally, the Margrave of Brandenburg was impressed when Count Orlov visited Nuremburg on a state visit and embraced "the Prince" warmly. But later, when the Margrave did a little investigating, he discovered that the REAL Prince Rakoczy was indubitably dead and that this counterfeit Prince was, in fact, only Count Saint-Germain! Saint-Germain did not deny the charges, but apparently he felt that it was now time to move on. The Duc de Choiseul, Saint-Germain's old enemy, had claimed that the Count was in the employ of Frederick the Great but that was probably not true because, at this point, Saint-Germain wrote to Frederick begging for patronage. Frederick ignored him which is peculiar if he HAD been in the employ of Prussian king as de Choiseul thought. But, never to be discouraged as many con men who can never quite figure out when to quit, Saint-Germain went to Leipzig and presented himself to Prince Frederick Augustus of Brunswick as a Freemason of the fourth grade! Frederick Augustus just happened to be the Grand Master of the Prussian Masonic Lodges, so this was REALLY a stupid move on the part of Saint-Germain since it turned out that he was NOT a Mason! But, it is true of the pattern of all con men... their egos eventually prove to be their downfall! The Prince challenged Saint-Germain because he did not know the secret signals and sent him away as a fraud. In 1779, Saint-Germain was an old man in his 60's who continued to claim to be vastly older. He must have learned to subdue his ego somewhat because, at Eckenforde in Schleswig, Germany, he was able to charm Prince Charles of Hesse-Cassel. At this point, part of his scam included being a mystic, for he is recorded as having told Prince Charles: "Be the torch of the world. If your light is that only of a planet, you will be as nothing in the sight of God. I reserve for you a splendour, of which the solar glory is a shadow. You shall guide the course of the stars, and those who rule Empires shall be guided by you." Sounds rather like the build-up to another con job! Nothing like feeding the ego of the "mark" before slipping away with all his money! On February 27, 1784, Saint-Germain died at Prince Charles' home on Eckenforde. He was buried locally and the Prince erected a stone that said: He who called himself the Comte de Saint-Germain and Welldone of whom there is no other information, has been buried in this church. ...And then, the Prince burned all of the Count's papers "lest they be misinterpreted." Supposedly there is evidence that the Count did NOT die, and many occultists claim he is still alive for these past two centuries! The mystery of Saint-Germain is mostly due to the uncertainty surrounding his origins. One source says that he was born in 1710 in San Germano, son of a tax collector. Eliphas Levi, the 19th century occultist said that Saint-Germain was born in Lentmeritz in Bohemia, and was the bastard son of a nobleman who was also a Rosicrucian. It IS known that he had a genuine gift for languages and could speak French, German, English, Dutch and Russian fluently. He also claimed that he was fluent in Chinese, Hindu and Persian, but there was no one about to test him on those. We note that Horace Walpole said that he was a wonderful violinist and singer and painter, though none of his purported art has been known to survive. Supposedly, he was able to paint jewels that glittered in a very lifelike way. There is also a great deal of evidence that Saint-Germain was an expert jeweller - he claimed to have studied the art with the Shah of Persia! In any event, he is reported to have repaired a flawed diamond for Louis XV, who was very pleased with the result. Saint-Germain also had an extensive knowledge of chemistry in all its branches at the time, and the many laboratories that he set up with borrowed money were all designed to produce brighter and better pigments and dyes and also for alchemical studies. There was also his reputation as a healer. Not only did he cure the Marshal de Belle Isle, he also cured a friend of Madame de Pompadour of mushroom poisoning. Saint-Germain NEVER ate in company, which was obviously part of his plan to focus attention on himself. He could sit at a table where everyone else was gorging on the most amazing array of delectable dishes, and eat and drink nothing. Casanova wrote: "Instead of eating, he talked from the beginning of the meal to the end, and I followed his example in one respect as I did not eat, but listened to him with the greatest attention. It may safely be said that as a conversationalist he was unequalled." Colin Wilson, author of The Occult, thought that Saint-Germain must have been a vegetarian. So, in the end, the REAL mystery, aside from his origins, but the two may be connected, is WHERE did Saint-Germain get all his specialized knowledge? Of course, as we have noted here, not all who met Saint-Germain were impressed by his talents. Casanova was entertained by him, but nevertheless thought that he was a fraud and a charlatan. He wrote: "This extraordinary man, intended by nature to be the king of impostors and quacks, would say in an easy, assured manner that he was three hundred years old, that he knew the secret of the Universal Medicine, that he possessed a mastery over nature, that he could melt diamonds, professing himself capable of forming, out of 10 or 12 small diamonds, one of the finest water... All this, he said, was a mere trifle to him. Notwithstanding his boastings, his bare-faced lies, and his manifold eccentricities, I cannot say I found him offensive. In spite of my knowledge of what he was and in spite of my own feelings, I thought him an astonishing man..."Count Alvensleben, a Prussian Ambassador to the Court at Dresden, wrote in 1777: "He is a highly gifted man with a very alert mind, but completely without judgement, and he has only gained his singular reputation by the lowest and basest flattery of which a man is capable, as well as by his outstanding eloquence, especially if one lets oneself be carried away by the fervour and the enthusiasm with which he can express himself. Inordinate vanity is the mainspring driving his whole mechanism." I don't know about you, but I have met a few people with all of the above qualities and have even be deceived by one or two for a short while. It sounds like an easy thing to dismiss Saint Germain out of hand. But, in the case of the Count, we have a little problem: just which of the stories are really about him? The plot thickens! It seems that Berthold Volz, in the 1920's, did some deep research on the subject and discovered, or so it is claimed, that the Duc de Choiseul, who was overwhelmingly jealous of the Count, hired a look-alike imposter to go about as the Count, exaggerating and playing the fool in order to place the Count in a bad light. Is this just another story, either wishful thinking or deliberately designed to perpetuate the legend? Are we getting familiar with this "bait and switch" routine yet? Supposedly, Saint-Germain foretold the outbreak of the French Revolution to Marie Antoinette who purportedly wrote in her diary that she regretted that she did not heed his advice. I haven't seen it, so can't vouch for it, but, in my opinion, it wouldn't be too hard a thing to predict, considering the political climate of the time! It was said that Saint-Germain appeared in Wilhelmsbad in 1785, a year after he was supposed to have died, and he was accompanied by the magician Cagliostro, the hypnotist Anton Mesmer, and the "unknown philosopher," Louis Claude de St. Martin. But it is hearsay. Then he was alleged to have gone to Sweden in 1789 to warn King Gustavus III of danger. Next he visited his friend, diarist Mademoiselle d'Adhemar, who said he still looked like he was only 46 years old! Apparently, he told her that she would see him five more times, and she claimed this was, in fact, the case. Supposedly the last visit was the night before the murder of the Duc de Berri in 1820. Again, we find this to be unsupported by evidence. Napoleon III ordered a commission to investigate the life and actvities of Saint-Germain, but the findings were destroyed in a fire at the Hotel de Ville in Paris in 1871 - which many people think is beyond coincidence. My thought would be that the only reason to destroy such a report would be if it had proved the Count to be a fraud. The result of this fire is that the legend is enabled to live on without this report; therefore, it is likely that the report would have made some difference in the legend, such as putting it to rest as a fraud. Had it been helpful to the legend, it would not have changed what is already the case, which is that people believe that Saint-Germain was something of a supernatural being. Thus, its destruction, if engineered, must only have been to protect the status quo. One of the next threads of the legend was gathered into the hands of Helena Blavatsky who claimed that Saint-Germain was one of the "hidden masters" along with Christ, Buddha, Appollonius of Tyana, Christian Rosencreutz, Francis Bacon and others. A group of Theosophists traveled to Paris after WWII where they were told they would meet the Count; he never showed up. Finally, in 1972, a Frenchman named Richard Chanfray was interviewed on French television. He claimed to be Saint-Germain and, supposedly, in front of television cameras, transmuted lead into gold on a camp stove! Let's not forget the more recent "communications" of the count to the head of the Church Universal and Triumphant, Elizabeth Clare Prophet. In the end, on the subject of Saint-Germain, we find lies and confusion. But, by now, we are getting used to it and are learning to think in different ways. If Saint-Germain was a fraud we have to think somewhat carefully about those who claim him as their "connection" to things esoteric! During the 19th and 20th centuries, alchemy lost favor with the rise of experimental science. The time was that of such stellar names as Lavoisier, Priestley and Davy. Dalton's atomic theory and a host of discoveries in chemistry and physics made it clear to all "legitimate" scientists that alchemy was only a "mystical" and, at best, harmless pastime of no scientific value. Organizations such as the Golden Dawn and Ordo Templi Orientis devised corrupted mixtures of snippets of alchemy and oriental philosophy, stirred in with the western European magical traditions, but these were clearly distorted imitations composed mostly of wishful thinking. When one deeply studies the so-called "adepts" of these "systems," one is confronted again and again with the archetype of the "failed magician" so that one can only shake the head and remember the warning of the great alchemists that those who do not develop within themselves the "special state" that is required for the "Great Work," only disaster can result. There is no doubt in my mind that such groups dabble in "alchemy" of a sort, or "magick" of another, and there is no doubt that they may, in fact, "conjure" connections to sources of "power" on occasion. But, overall, a survey of what can be learned about them tends to point in the direction of much wishful thinking or even the possibility of domination by the forces of darkness in the guise of "angels of light." Nevertheless, in 1919, British physicist Ernest Rutherford announced that he had achieved a successful transmutation of one element into another: nitrogen to oxygen! Admittedly, his procedures and results in no way resembled the work of the alchemists; but, what he had done was refute the insistence of most scientists of the day that transmutation was impossible. In fact, it became known that radioactive elements gradually "decay," giving off radiation and producing "daughter elements" which then decay even further. For instance one such chain starts with uranium and the end product is lead. So, the question became, can the process be reversed? Or, if you start with another element, what might you end up with? Franz Tausend was a 36 year-old chemical worker in Munich who had a theory about the structure of the elements that was a strange mixture of Pythagoreanism and modern chemistry. He published a pamphlet entitled "180 elements, their atomic weight, and their incorporation in a system of harmonic periods." He thought that every atom had a frequency of vibration characteristic of that element, related to the weight of the atom's nucleus and the grouping of the electrons around it. This part of his idea was shown to be basically correct by later research. However, Tausend further suggested that matter could be "orchestrated" by adding the right substance to the element, thereby changing its vibration frequency, in which case, it would become a different element. As it happened, at about the same time, Adolf Hitler was sent to prison for attempting to organize an armed uprising. One of his cohorts was General Erich Ludendorff, but Ludendorff was acquitted of the charges and ran for president of Germany the following year. He was defeated by Hindenburg, so he turned his mind to raising money for the nascent Nazi party. He heard rumors that a certain Tausend had transmuted base metals into gold, and he formed a group, including numerous industrialists, to investigate this process. Tausend gave instructions that they should purchase iron oxide and quartz which were melted together in a crucible. A German merchant and member of this group, named Stremmel, took the crucible to his hotel bedroom for the night so that it could not be tampered with. The next morning, Tausend heated the crucible in his electric furnace in the presence of his patrons, and then added a small quantity of white powder to the molten mass. It was allowed to cool, and then, when it was broken open, a gold nugget weighing 7 grams was inside. Ludendorff, to say the least, was ecstatic. He set about forming a company called "Company 164." Investment money poured in and within a year the general had diverted some 400,000 marks into Nazi Party funds. Then, in December, 1926, he resigned, leaving Tausend to handle all the debts. Tausend managed to continue raising money and on June 16, 1928, supposedly made 25 ounces of gold in a single operation. This enabled him to issue a series of "share certificates" worth 22 pounds each (10 kilograms of gold). A year later, when no more gold had been produced, Tausend was arrested for fraud, tried, found guilty, and sentenced to four years in prison. While waiting for trial, he was able to perform a transmutation under strict supervision, in the Munich Mint. This was submitted to the court as evidence that no fraud had taken place, but it was contested and did not save him from prison. In the same year that Tausend was convicted, a Polish engineer name Dunikovski announced in Paris that he had discovered a new kind of radiation which would transmute quartz into gold. The mineral, spread on copper plates, was melted by an electric discharge at 110,000 volts, and was then irradiated with these new "z-rays." Investors poured two million francs into Dunikovski's project, but, within a few months, when no gold appeared, he was also tried and found guilty of fraud. After two years in prison, Dunikovski's lawyer obtained an early release, and he went with his family to Italy where he again began to experiment. Rumors soon started that he was supporting himself by the occasional sale of lumps of gold. His lawyer, accompanied by the eminent chemist, Albert Bonn, went to see him. What was discovered was that the quartz being used by Dunikovski (and presumably by Tausend as well) already contained minute quantities of gold. The gold could be extracted by a usual process, producing about 10 parts per million, but Dunikovski's technique produced almost 100 times as much. Nevertheless, he was only dealing with small quantities of gold because his equipment could only handle small quantities of quartz. Dunikovski claimed that his process accelerated the natural growth of "embryonic" gold within the quartz. He gave a demonstration before an invited group of scientists which attracted considerable attention. An Anglo-French syndicate formed to bring sand from Africa and treat it in a big new laboratory on the south coast of England, but WWII started at about this time and Dunikovski disappeared. It was rumored that he was "co-opted" by the Germans and manufactured gold for them to bolster their failing economy - but there is no proof. But, we will want to remember Hitler's "connection" to alchemy later! Since WWII, there have been and still are, many practitioners of alchemy. Much of this activity has been centered in France, including Eugene Canseliet who claimed to have been a pupil of the mysterious Fulcanelli mentioned above. In studying alchemy and the history of alchemy and all related books I could find, I came finally to Fulcanelli and the mention of him in the book Morning of the Magicians by Pauwels and Bergier. Bergier claimed that in June of 1937 - eight years before the first atom-bomb test in New Mexico - that he was approached by an impressive but mysterious stranger. The man asked Bergier to pass on a message to the noted physicist Andre Helbronner, for whom Bergier was then working. The man said that he felt it was his duty to warn orthodox scientists of the danger of nuclear energy. He said that the alchemists of bygone times - and previous civilizations - had obtained such secret knowledge and it had destroyed them. The mysterious stranger said that he really had no hope that his warning would be heeded, but felt that he ought to give it anyway. Jacques Bergier remained convinced until the day he died that the stranger was Fulcanelli. As the story goes, the American Office for Strategic Services, the forerunner of the CIA, made an intensive search for Fulcanelli at the end of the war. He was never found. The argument against this strange event ever having happened is that plutonium was specifically named by the mystery man, yet it was not isolated until February of 1941, and was not named until March of 1942. This was five years after Bergier's encounter. Nevertheless, Bergier stood by his story. If we are talking about Master Alchemists, the history seems to indicate that they have "time travel" capabilities to some extent so the matter of knowing the name of the element would not have been too great a difficulty. Getting back to Eugene Canseliet: In the early 1920's, in Paris, there was an "intense and slightly built man" in his early twenties, named Eugene Canseliet who was known as an alchemical enthusiast. He made many references to the fact that he worked with an actual "Master of the Art." His friend and companion, a poverty stricken illustrator named Jean-Julien Champagne, who was a score of years older than Canseliet, supported these claims. The two of them lived in a run-down building, in adjacent apartments, at 59 bis, rue de Rochechouart, in the Butte-Montmartre district. Because of their hints that they had contact with such a "Hidden Master," they soon became the center of a circle of aspiring occultists. It seems that both Canseliet and Champagne were frequently seen in the city libraries, the Bibliotheque Nationale, the Mazarin, the Arsenal and the Sainte Genevieve, studying rare books and manuscripts. Obviously, they were looking for something. The story heard by those on the edges of their elite little group were to the effect that this "Hidden Master Fulcanelli" was old, distinguished - possibly an aristocrat - and very rich. He was also said to be an immensely learned, practicing alchemist who had either already, or almost, achieved the Great Work. Nobody except Canseliet and Champagne apparently ever met Master Fulcanelli, and, because of this, a great deal of skepticism arose in the occult circles of Paris. But then, the skepticism was laid to rest with the publication of Le mystere des cathedrales in 1926. This first edition consisted of only 300 copies, and was published by Jean Schemit, of 45 rue Lafitte, in the Opera district. It was subtitled "An esoteric interpretation of the hermetic cymbols of the Great Work," and its preface was written by Eugene Canseliet, then aged only 26. The book had 36 illustrations, two of them in color, by the artist, Champagne. So, in one fell swoop, both Canseliet and Champagne were vindicated, and their place among the coterie of occultists assured! The subject of the book was a purported interpretation of the symbolism of various Gothic cathedrals and other buildings in Europe as being encoded instructions of alchemical secrets. This idea, that the secrets were contained in the stone structures, carvings, and so forth, of the medieval buildings had been hinted at by other writers on esoteric art and architecture, but no one had ever explicated the subject so clearly and in such detail before. In any event, Fulcanelli's book caused a sensation among the Parisian occultists. In the preface, written by Canseliet, there is the hint that Master Fulcanelli had attained the Stone - that is, had become mystically transfigured and illuminated and had disappeared! "He disappeared when the fatal hour struck, when the Sign was accomplished... Fulcanelli is no more. But we have at least this consolation that his thought remains, warm and vital, enshrined for ever in these pages."The extraordinary scholarship and unique qualities of the personality of the writer made the occult crowd of Paris mad with desire to know who Fulcanelli really was! About these speculations regarding Fulcanelli's possible identity, Kenneth Rayner Johnson writes:
There was one major objection to Canseliet being Fulcanelli: he was too young to possibly have gained the knowledge apparent in the book. And, yes, a study of his preface as compared with the text demonstrated distinctly different styles. So, Canseliet was excluded. Champagne is the next likely suspect because he WAS older and more experienced, and it was a certainty that his work as an artist had taken him around France so that he would have had opportunity to view all the monuments described in such detail. The only problem with this theory was that Champagne was a "noted braggart, practical joker, punster and drunkard, who frequently liked to pass himself off as Fulcanelli - although his behaviour was entirely out of keeping with the traditional solemn oath of the adept to remain anonymous and let his written work speak for itself." And, in addition to that, Champagne was an alcoholic whose imbibing of absinthe and Pernod eventually killed him. He died in 1932 of gangrene at the age of 55. His toes actually fell off. Doesn't sound much like a "Master Alchemist." (On the other hand, some of the descriptions of the transmutation of the alchemist make you wonder if the toes falling off isn't part of the process!) Joking aside, there are many more details and curiousities involved in the sorting out of who or what Fulcanelli may have really been, with no more resolution than we had at the beginning of the discussion! It just goes around in circles! The bottom line is: more than one person has attested to Fulcanelli's existence, his success in transmutation and to his continued existence into the present time - which would make him over 140 years old! Some theorists think he may be older than that! The Morning of the Magicians, by Louis Pauwels and Jacques Bergier, was published in 1963, and it was only then that English speaking occultists and students of alchemy became aware of Fulcanelli. At that point in time, it was to be another eight years before Le mystere des cathedrales would be translated into English.But, each of these books awoke a whole new audience of Seekers to the possibility of present day miracles as well as the very REAL likelihood of a millennia old secret held in trust by persons unknown. In the English edition of Mystery of the Cathedrals, Eugene Canseliet said that the Master had given him a minute quantity of the alchemical "powder of projection" in 1922 - and permitted him to transmute 4 ounces of lead into gold. Vincent Lang, who wrote the introduction to the book received a letter from Canseliet which said, in part: "The Master was already a very old man but he carried his eighty years lightly. Thirty years later, I was to see him again... and he appeared to be a man of fifty. That is to say, he appeared to be a man no older than I was myself." Canseliet has since said that he has met with Fulcanelli several times since and that Fulcanelli is still living. [Johnson, 1992] The only person who claimed to have seen Fulcanelli since was Canseliet, his pupil. He said that he met the Master in Spain in 1954 under highly unusual circumstances. The late Gerard Heym, founder member of the Society for the Study of Alchemy and Early Chemistry and editor of Ambix, its journal, acclaimed as Europe's formost occult scholar of his day, made friends with Canseliet's daughter and through her, had a look at Canseliet's passport. It DID carry a Spanish entry-visa stamp for 1954. So, at least on this one item we have a fact, even if it is hearsay. I haven't seen it myself. One friend of Canseliet, who wished to remain anonymous, said that this meeting was "in another dimension... a point where such meetings are possible." The story was that Canseliet "received a summons," of some sort; perhaps telepathic, and traveled to Seville where he was met and taken by a long, roundabout route, to a large mountain chateau which proved to be an enclave of alchemists - a colony! He said that Fulcanelli appeared to have undergone a curious form of transformation so that he had characteristics of both male and female - he was androgynous. At one point, Canseliet said, Fulcanelli actually had the complete characteristics of a woman. Some of the more obscure alchemical literature does point to this androgyny. The adept going through the transformation supposedly loses all hair, teeth and nails and grows new ones. The skin becomes younger, smoother and the face takes on asexual characteristics. This reminds me of what the Cassiopaeans had once said about transitioning to 4th density: Q: (L) Now if, theoretically, an individual was to develop in a natural way by making all the proper choices, and was to arrive at the point in time when the major transition is to be made, would that individual's body pass through into that heightened dimension in a physical state?So, this is a sort of fascinating idea that the alchemical transmutation is an interaction with another density. And, there was another comment made about this regarding the seeming "androgyny." A: Picture driving down a highway, suddenly you notice auras surrounding everything.... Being able to see around corners, going inside little cottages which become mansions, when viewed from inside... Going inside a building in Albuquerque and going out the back door into Las Vegas, going to sleep as a female, and waking up male... Flying in a plane for half an hour and landing at the same place 5 weeks later... 4th density frees one from the illusion of "time" as you WILL to perceive it. ...Picture driving to reach New Mexico by car and "skipping" over and arriving in San Diego instead, or... driving to the grocery store in Santa Fe, and winding up in Moscow, instead. [Cassiopaeans, 1996] And it would certainly not be a stretch, in such a reality, to transmute lead into gold! The key seems to be accessing the 4th density reality, and that requires the transmutation of the alchemist! After Canseliet's visit to the Enclave of the Alchemists, apparently somewhere in the Pyrenees, Gerard Heym said that he only had vague recollections of his experiences in Spain, as though some form of hypnosis had been used on him to make him forget the details of what he had seen and been told. (Why are we not surprised?!) The point of this recitation is that there have been many well attested stories of strange things about alchemy reported by reliable and reputable witnesses, and the stories continue in a sort of "subculture" down to our very day. There IS something going on, and it has been going on for a VERY long time! The trail of Fulcanelli ended in Seville, across the Pyrenees. I already knew that the Pyrenees was an interesting place because of the Basques. I had also come across a comparison of the Basque physiology and a jade mask that had been discovered in Mexico. The trail was getting very interesting... At about this point, I watched the David Hudson video about Monoatomic Gold. I was pretty excited by David Hudson's purported discovery, though there were some elements of the story that didn't quite fit. Nevertheless, after gathering all this data, I thought I was ready to ask the Cassiopaeans for the next set of clues:
In retrospect, I understand that the Cassiopaeans were very gently indicating the opening of a certain path... a course of study and learning that was to have enormous implications. And, most curious of all, the connections of "Arcadia," "sect," and "alchemy" would become the central motif of the Greatest Mystery of all - the search for the Holy Grail. And it all began on Oak Island...
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