9

NINE

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 THE

MAGIKALALPHABET

TABLE OF THE TABLETS

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ZAZAZA

THAT

9

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M
L
K
J
I
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G
F
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D

C
B

A
18
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15
14

13
12
11
10
9
8
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5
4
3
2
1
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
10
11
12
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16
17
18

A
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E
F
G
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J
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L
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N
O
P
Q
R
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T
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V
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X
Y
Z
1
2
3
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5
6
7
8
9
10
11
12
13
14
15
16
17
18
19
20
21
22
23
24
25
26

With episodic sense of dejvu. The far yonder scribe, and oft times shadowed substances, watched in fine amaze the Zed Ali Zed, in swift repeat, scatter the nine numbers, amongst the letters of their progress. At the throw of the ninth arm when in conjunction set, the far yonder scribe made record of the fall.

 

A
B
C
D
E
F
G
H
I
J
K
L
M
N
O
P
Q
R
S
T
U
V
W
X
Y
Z
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
9
1
2
3
4
5
6
7
8
 

 

 Added to all, minus none, shared by everybody, multiplied in abundance.

 

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S
U
N

19
21
14
+ = 54
1+9
2+1
1+4

10
3
5
+ = 18
1+0
3
5

1
3
5
+ = 9

M
E
R
C
U
R
Y

13
5
18
3
21
18
25

+ = 103

1+3
5

1+8
3

2+1

1+8

2+5

4
5
9
3
3
9
7

+ = 40 . . . 4 + 0 = 4

V

E

N

U

S

22
5
14
21
19
+ = 81

2+2

5

1+4

2+1

1+9

4

5

5

3

1+0

4
5
5
3
1
+ = 18 . . .1 + 8 = 9

E
A
R
T
H

5
1
18
20
8
+ = 52
5
1

1+8
2+0
8

5
1
9
2
8
+ = 25. . .2 + 5 = 7

M
O
O
N

13
15
15
14

+ = 57
1+3
1+6

1+6
1+4

4
6
6
5

+ = 21 . . .2 + 1 = 3

M
A
R
S

13
1
18
19
+ = 51

1+3
1

1+8

1+9

4
1
9

1+0

4
1
9
1
+ = 15 . . . 1 + 5 = 6

J
U
P
I
T
E
R

10
21
16
9
20
5
18
+ = 99
1+0
2+1

1+6
9

2+0
5
1+8

1
3
7
9

2
5
9
+ = 36 . . . 3 + 6 = 9

S
A
T
U
R
N

19
1
20
21
18
14
+ = 93
1+9
1
2+0
2+1
1+8
1+4

1+0
1
2
3
9
5

1
1
2
3
9
5
+ = 21 . . . 2 + 1 = 3

U
R
A
N
U
S

21
18
1
14
21
19

+ = 94
2+1
1+8
1
5
3
1+9

3
9
1
5
3
1+0

3
9
1
5
3
1
+ = 22. . . 2 + 2 = 4

N
E
P
T
U
N
E

14
5
16
20
21
14
5

+ = 95
1+4
5
1+6
2+0
2+1
1+4
5

5
5
7
2
3
5
5

+ = 32 . . .3 + 2 = 5

P
L
U
T
O

16
12
21
20
15

+ = 84
1+6
1+2
2+1

2+0
1+5

7
3
3
2
6

+ = 21 . . . 2 + 1 = 3

3 x 4 x 5

THE DIVINE PROPORTION

 

THE FIVE PLATONIC SOLIDS 

 

TETRAHEDRON . . . HEXAHEDRON . . . OCTAHEDRON . . . ICOSAHEDRON . . . DODECAHEDRON

 

After entering the Magikalalphabet Alizzed and the scribe engineered certain numerical precipitation.and yon scribe, again , in swift repeat did write, Add to reduce, reduce to deduce. And then writ.

THE PHILOSOPHER'S TONES

 

 Zed Aliz Zed in another moment of that frozen continuum of the now, distilled a single word from 'The Five Platonic Solids'

THATwordTHAT wordTHATword

IS-IS

NINE

 

 

TETRA - HEDRON . HEXA - HEDRON . OCTA -HEDRON . ICOSA - HEDRON . DODECA - HEDRON

. . . . . . .5. . . . . . . . .6. . . . . . . . .4 . . . . . . .6 . . . . . . . 4 . . . . . . .6 . . . . . . . . .5 . . . . . . .6 . . . . . . . . .6 . . . . . . . . .6 . . . . . . . . .

Herupon the scribe noted that out of the ten words contained in The Five Platonic Solids, one of those words, the word Hedron repeated itself a four lettered FIVE times.

5 + 6 + 4 + 6 + 4 + 6 + 5 + 6 + 6 + 6 = 54

5 + 4

9

THAT number THAT number THAT

NINE

 

TETRAHEDRONHEXAHEDRONOCTAHEDRONICOSAHEDRONDODECAHEDRON

Alizzed and the far yonder scribe count the cost    

 

TETRA - HEDRON . . .   5 + 6 = 11
T
E
T
R
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

20
5
20
18
1

8
5
4
18
15
14

+ = 128

2+0
5
2+0

1+8
1

8
5
4

1+8

1+5

1+4

2
5
2
9
1

8
5
4
9
6
5

+ = 56 . . . 5 + 6 = 11. . .1 + 1 = 2

HEXA - HEDRON . . . 4 + 6 =10 
H
E
X
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

8
5
24
1

8
5
4
18
15
14

+ = 102
8
5

2+4
1

8
5
4

1+8

1+5

1+4

8
5
6
1

8
5
4
9
6
5

+ = 84 . . . 8 + 4 = 12. . .1 + 2 = 3

OCTA - HEDRON . . . 4 + 6 =10  

O
C
T
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

15
3
20
1

8
5
4
18
15
14

+ = 103

1+5
3

2+0
1

8
5
4

1+8

1+5

1+4

6
3
2
1

8
5
4
9
6
5

+ = 76 . . . 7 + 6 = 13. . . 1 + 3 = 4

ICOSA - HEDRON . . . 5 + 6 = 11

I
C
O
S
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

9
3
15
19
1

8
5
4
18
15
14

+ = 111
9
3
1+5

1+9
1

8
5
4

1+8

1+5

1+4

9
3
4

1+0
1

8
5
4
9
6
5

9
3
4
1
1

8
5
4
9
6
5

+ = 55 . . . 5 + 5 = 10 . . .1 + 0 = 1

DODECA - HEDRON . . .6 + 6 = 12

D
O
D
E
C
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

4
15
4
5
3
1

8
5
4
18
15
14

+ = 96
4

1+5
4
5
3
1

8
5
4

1+8
1+5
1+4

4
6
4
5
3
1

8
5
4
9
6
5

+ = 60 . . . 6 + 0 = 6

 

ZXZXZXZXZXZXZXZXZX 

After entering the Magikalalphabet Zed Aliz Zed and the scribe engineered the first stage of a numerical addition.  

 
T
E
T
R
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

20
5
20
18
1

+ = 64

8
5
4
18
15
14

+ = 64

H
E
X
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

8
5
24
1

+ = 38

8
5
4
18
15
14

+ = 64

O
C
T
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

15
3
20
1

+ = 39

8
5
4
18
15
14

+ = 64

I
C
O
S
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

9
3
15
19
1

+ = 47

8
5
4
18
15
14

+ = 64

D
O
D
E
C
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

4
15
4
5
3
1

+ = 32

8
5
4
18
15
14

+ = 64

 

ZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZA

 

TETRA - HEDRON
T
E
T
R
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

20
5
20
18
1
+
8
5
4
18
15
14

+ = 128

HEXA - HEDRON  
H
E
X
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

8
5
24
1
+
8
5
4
18
15
14

+ = 102

OCTA - HEDRON

O
C
T
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

15
3
20
1
+
8
5
4
18
15
14

+ = 103

ICOSA - HEDRON

I
C
O
S
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

9
3
15
19
1
+
8
5
4
18
15
14

+ = 111

DODECA - HEDRON
D
O
D
E
C
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

4
15
4
5
3
1
+
8
5
4
18
15
14

+ = 96

 

XZXZXZXZXZXZXZXZXZX 

 

TETRA
64

6 + 4 = 10

1 + 0 = 1

HEXA
38

3 + 8 = 11

1 + 1 = 2

OCTA
39

3 + 9 = 12

1 + 2 = 3

ICOSA
47

4 + 7 = 11

1 + 1 = 2

DODECA
32

3 + 2 = 5

. . . . = 5

TOTAL
220

49

13

 

TETRA
64

HEDRON
64

HEXA
38

HEDRON
64

OCTA
39

HEDRON
64

ICOSA
47

HEDRON
64

DODECA
32

HEDRON
64

TOTAL
220
+
320

540

5 + 4

N9NE

 

 

After re-entering the Magikalalphabet. Alizzed and the scribe, distilled, the second stage of numerical essence.

Add to reduce reduce to deduce.

TETRA - HEDRON . . .   5 + 6 = 11
T
E
T
R
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

2
5
2
9
1

8
5
4
9
6
5

+ = 56 . . . 5 + 6 = 11. . .1 + 1 = 2

HEXA - HEDRON . . . 4 + 6 =10 
H
E
X
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

8
5
6
1

8
5
4
9
6
5

+ = 84 . . . 8 + 4 = 12. . .1 + 2 = 3

OCTA - HEDRON . . .  

O
C
T
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

6
3
2
1

8
5
4
9
6
5

+ = 76 . . . 7 + 6 = 13. . . 1 + 3 = 4

ICOSA - HEDRON

I
C
O
S
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

9
3
4
1
1

8
5
4
9
6
5

+ = 55 . . . 5 + 5 = 10 . . .1 + 0 = 1

DODECA - HEDRON
D
O
D
E
C
A

H
E
D
R
O
N

4
6
4
5
3
1

8
5
4
9
6
5

+ = 60 . . . 6 + 0 = 6

2 + 3 + 4 + 1 + 6

16

1 + 6

7

 ZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZA

 

NUMBER

IN

WORD

  SUN . . .MOON. . .EARTH

3 . . . . . . .4. . . . . . . 5

 azazazAZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZAazazaz

SUN + MOON

7

EARTHSUN

8

MOONEARTH

9

SUNEARTHMOON

12

7 + 8 + 9 + 12

36

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SUNTIMESMOON

12

SUNTIMESEARTH

15

MOONTIMESEARTH

20

EARTHTIMESSUNTIMESMOON

60

 

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J
U
P
I
T
E
R

x
7
M
E
R
C
U
R
Y

x
7
N
E
P
T
U
N
E

x
7

S
A
T
U
R
N

x
6
U
R
A
N
U
S

x
6

E
A
R
T
H

x
5
V
E
N
U
S

x
5
P
L
U
T
O

x
5

M
O
O
N

x
4

M
A
R
S

x
4
 

S
U
N

x

3

 

 ZAZAZAZAZAZAZA

 

S
U
N

E
A
R
T
H

M
O
O

N

19

5

13

= 37
3 + 7 = 10

21

1
18
20

15

15

= 90
9 + 0 = 9

14

8

14

= 36
3 + 6 = 9

  The AlizZed asks the far yonder scribe to make a symbolic gesture 

 

ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ

The English Alphabet numbers TwentySix symbols The Greek Alphabet Twenty Four The Jewish Alphabet 22

The far yonder scribe putting two and two together came up with a nine.

22 + 24+ 26 = 72 7 + 2 = 9

 

DICTIONARY OF SCIENCE

Siegfried Mandel 1868

Page 157

" alpha - beta - gamma - delta - epsilon. - zeta - eta - theta - iota - kappa - lambda - mu - nu - xi - omicron - pi - rho - sigma - tau - upsilon - phi - chi - psi- omega " Twenty Four letters

 

The Complete Book of

FORTUNE 1988

Page 285

" In the Hebrew alphabet there were twenty-two letters, and to everyone of them , a certain mystical significance was attached. The method which we recommend in these pages, however, attaches the chief importance to the nine primary numbers, in accordance with systems of numerology more ancient than the Jewish. Neverthe-less, the remaining numbers, those from 10 to 22 inclusive (corresponding with letters of the Hebrew alphabet), must not be totally ignored. We prefer to give them a secondary significance, and to treat their influence as being comparatively slight, seeing that each one can be reduced to a primary number."

 Page 287 "...It must be remembered, however, that it is the primary number which has the greater influence, and that the secondary influence is often so slight as to be almost imperceptible.

If the middle name or names have a value which falls within the primary numbers, as 8, for example, we must convert these primaries into secondaries according to the equivaJents given in the following table:-

PRIMARY
Converts to
SECONDARY
1

10
2

11
3

12
4

13
5

14
6

15
7

16
8

17
9

18

It will be seen that this is just a reversal of the reduction process, and that the equivalent secondary number is that of which the digits, on being added together, equal the primary."

 

 ZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZA

 

FINGERPRINTS

OF

THE

GODS

Graham Hancock 1995

The Sun and the Moon and the Way of the Dead

Page 191

Etemal numbers

"The transcendental number known as pi is fundamental to advanced mathematics. With a value slightly in excess of 3.14 it is the ratio of the diameter of a circle to its circumference. In other words if the diameter of a circle is 12 inches, the circumference of that circle will be 12 inches x 3.14 = 37.68 inches. Likewise, since the diameter of a circle is exactly double the radius, we can use pi to calculate the circumference of any circle from its radius. In this case, however, the formula is the length of the radius multiplied by 2pi. As an illustration let us take again a circle of 12 inches diameter. Its radius will be 6 inches and its circumference can be obtained as follows: 6 inches x 2 x 3.14 = 37.68 inches. Similarly a circle with a radius of 10 inches will have a circumference of 67.8 inches (10 inches x 2 x 3.14) and a circle with a radius of 7 inches will have a circumference of 43.96 inches (7 inches x 2 x 3.14).

These formulae using the value of pi for calculating circumference from either diameter or radius apply to all circles, no matter how large or how small, and also, of course, to all spheres and hemispheres. They seem relatively simple - with hindsight. Yet their discovery, which represented a revolutionary breakthrough in mathematics, is / Page 192 / thought to have been made late in human history. The orthodox view is that Archimedes in the third century BC was the first man to calculate pi correctly at 3.14.8 Scholars do not accept that any of the mathematicians of the New World ever got anywhere near pi before the arrival of the Europeans in the sixteenth century. It is therefore disorienting to discover that the Great Pyramid at Giza (built more than 2000 years before the birth of Archimedes) and the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan, which vastly predates the conquest, both incorporate the value of pi. They do so, moreover, in much the same way, and in a manner which leaves no doubt that the ancient builders on both sides of the Atlantic were thoroughly conversant with this transcendental number.

The principal factors involved in the geometry of any pyramid are (I) the height of the summit above the ground, and (2) the perimeter of the monument at ground level. Where the Great Pyramid is concerned, the ratio between the original height (481.3949 feet 9) and the perimeter (3023.16 feet 10) turns out to be the same as the ratio between the radius and the circumference of a circle, i. e. 2pi.ll Thus, if we take the pyramid's height and multiply it by 2pi (as we would with a circle's radius to calculate its circumference) we get an accurate read-out of the monument's perimeter (481.3949 feet 2 x 3.14 = 3023.16 feet). Alternatively, if we turn the equation around and start with the circumference at ground level, we get an equally accurate read-out of the height of the summit (3023.16 feet divided by 2 divided by 3.14 = 481.3949 feet).

Since it is almost inconceivable that such a precise mathematical correlation could have come about by chance, we are obliged to conclude that the builders of the Great Pyramid were indeed conversant with pi and that they deliberately jncorporated its value into the dimensions of their monument.

Now let us consider the Pyramid of the Sun at Teotihuacan. The angle of its sides is 43.5°12 (as opposed to 52° in the case of the Great Pyramid13). The Mexican monument has the gentler slope because the perimeter of its base, at 2932.8 feet, is not much smaller than that of its Egyptian counterpart while its summit is considerably lower (approximately 233.5 feet prior to Bartres's 'restoration' 15).

The 2pi formula that worked at the Great Pyramid does not work  / Page 193 / with these measurements. A 4pi formula does. Thus if we take the height of the Pyramid of the Sun (233.5 feet) and multiply it by 4pi we once again obtain a very accurate read-out of the perimeter: 233.5 feet x 4 x 3.14 = 2932.76 feet (a discrepancy of less than half an inch from the true figure of 2932.8 feet).

This, surely, can no more be a coincidence than the pi relationship extrapolated from the dimensions of the Egyptian monument. Moreover, the very fact that both structures incorporate pi /

(Diagram omitted ) The height of the Pyramid of the Sun x 4 pi = the perimeter of its base.

The height of the Great Pyramid at Giza x 2pi = the perimeter of its base.

Page194 / relationships (when none of the other pyramids on either side of the Atlantic does) strongly suggests not only the existence of advanced mathematical knowledge in antiquity but some sort of underlying common purpose.

As we have seen the desired height / perimeter ratio of the Great Pyramid (2pi) called for the specification of a tricky.and idiosyncratic angle of slope for its sides: 52°. Likewise, the desired height / perimeter ratio of the Pyramid of the Sun (4pi) called for the specification of an equally eccentric angle of slope: 43.5°. If there had been no ulterior motive, it would surely have been simpler for the Ancient Egyptian and Mexican architects to have opted for 45° (which they could easily have obtained and checked by bisecting a right angle).

What could have been the common purpose that led the pyramid. builders on both sides of the Atlantic to such lengths to structure the value of pi so precisely into these two remarkable monuments? Since there seems to have been no direct contact between the civilizations of Mexico and Egypt in the periods when the pyramids were built, is it, not reasonable to deduce that both, at some remote date, inherited certain ideas from a common source?

Is it possible that the shared idea expressed in the Great Pyramid and the Pyramid of the Sun could have to do with spheres, since these, like the pyramids, are three-dimensional objects (while circles, for example, have only two dimensions)? The desire to symbolize spheres in three-dimensional monuments with flat surfaces would explain why so much trouble was taken to ensure that both incorporated unmistakable pi relationships. Furthermore it seems likely that the, intention of the builders of both of these monuments was not to symbolize spheres in general but to focus attention on one sphere in particular: the planet earth.

 

7
S
P
H
E
R
E
S

19
16
8
5
18
5
19
+
=
90

1
7
8
5
9
5
1
+
=
36

 

7
S
P
H
E
R
E
S

19
16
8
5
18
5
19

+
=
90
9+0
=
9

1
7
8
5
9
5
1

+
=
36
3+6
=
9
NINE
9

 
S
P
H
E
R
E
S

8

8

8

8
EIGHT
8

1

8

1

+
=
10

1+0
=
1

1
ONE
1

1+0

1+0

10

10

+
=
20
2+0
=
2

2
TWO
2

1+9

1+9

19

8

19

+
=
46
4+6
=
10
1+0
1
ONE
1
7
S
P
H
E
R
E
S

19
16
8
5
18
5
19

+
=
90
9+0
=
9

9
NINE
9

1+9
1+6

1+8

1+9

10
7

9

10

+
=
36

3+6
=
9

9
NINE
9

1+0

1+0

1
7

9

1

+
=
18
1+8
=
9

9
NINE
9

8
5

5

+
=
18
1+8
=
9

9
NINE
9

1
7
8
5
9
5
1

+
=
36
3+6
=
9

9
NINE
9

S
P
H
E
R
E
S

 

SPINSPHOREVERSPIRITHERENTERSSOPHOREVER

 

 
S
P
H
E
R
E

8

8

EIGHT
8

1

8

+
=
9

NINE
9

1+0

10

8

+
=
18
1+8
=
9
NINE
9

1+9

19

8

+
=
27
2+7
=
9
NINE
9
6
S
P
H
E
R
E

19
16
8
5
18
5

+
=
71
7+1
=
8
EIGHT
8

1+9
1+6

1+8

10
7

9

+
=
26
2+6
=
8
EIGHT
8

1+0

1
7

9

+
=
17

1+7
=
8
EIGHT
8

8
5

5

+
=
18
1+8
=
9

1
7
8
5
9
5

+
=
35
3+5
=
8
EIGHT
8

S
P
H
E
R
E

6
S
P
H
E
R
E

19
16
8
5
18
5

+
=
71
7+1
=
8

1
7
8
5
9
5

+
=
35
3+5
=
8
EIGHT
8

FINGERPRINTS OF THE GODS

Graham Hancock

1995

The Sun and the Moon and the Way of the Dead

 

Etemal numbers

 

Page 194

"Is it possible that the shared idea expressed in the Great Pyramid and the Pyramid of the Sun could have to do with spheres, since these, like the pyramids, are three-dimensional objects (while circles, for example, have only two dimensions)? The desire to symbolize spheres in three-dimensional monuments with flat surfaces would explain why so much trouble was taken to ensure that both incorporated unmistakable pi relationships. Furthermore it seems likely that the, intention of the builders of both of these monuments was not to symbolize spheres in general but to focus attention on one sphere in particular the planet earth

 

THESUMOFTHESUNEARTHANDMOON

 

14

+
=
14
1+4
=
5

3
S
U
N

19
21
14

+
=
54
5+4
=
9

1+9
2+1
1+4

10
3
5

1+0

1

1
3
5

+
=
9

NINE
9

3
S
U
N

19
21
14

+
=
54
5+4
=
9

1
3
5

+
=
9

NINE
9

8

+
=
8

5
E
A
R
T
H

5
1
18
20
8

+
=
52
5+2
=
7

1+8
2+0

9
2

5
1

8

+
=
14
1+4
=
5

5
1
9
2
8

+
=
25
2+5
=
7
SEVEN
7

5
E
A
R
T
H

5
1
18
20
8

+
=
52
5+2
=
7

5
1
9
2
8

+
=
25
2+5
=
7
SEVEN
7

15
15
14

+
=
44
4+4
=
8

4
M
O
O
N

13
15
15
14

+
=
57
5+7
=
12
1+2
=
3

1+3
1+5
1+5
1+4

4
6
6
5

4
6
6
5

+
=
21
2+1
=
3

THREE
3

4
M
O
O
N

13
15
15
14

+
=
57
5+7
=
12
1+2
=
3

4
6
6
5

+
=
21
2+1
=
3

THREE
3

 

THE

RA

THAT

GREAT

PHYRAMIDST

FINGERPRINTS OF THE GODS

Graham Hancock

1995

The Sun and the Moon and the Way of the Dead

 

Etemal numbers

Page 184

 

It will be a long while before orthodox archaeologists are prepared to accept that some peoples of the ancient world were advanced enough in science to have possessed good information about the shape and size of the earth. However, according to the calculations of Livio Catullo Stecchini, an American professor of the History of Science and an acknowledged expert on ancient measurement, the evidence for the existence of such anomalous knowledge in antiquity is / Page 195 /  irrefutable.16 Stecchini's conclusions, which relate mainly to Egypt, are particularly impressive because they are drawn from mathematical and astronomical data which, by common consent, are beyond serious dispute. 17 A fuller examination of these conclusions, and of the nature of the data on which they rest, is presented in Part VII. At this point, however, a few words from Stecchini may shed further light on the mystery that confronts us:

The basic idea of the Great Pyramid was that it should be a representation of the northern hemisphere of the earth, a hemisphere projected on flat-surfaces as is done in map-making. . . The Great Pyramid was a projection on four triangular surfaces. The apex represented the pole and the perimeter represented the equator. This is the reason why the perimeter is in relation 2pi to the height. The Great Pyamid represents the northern hemisphere in a Scale of I .43,200. 18..."

Mathematical city

Rising up ahead of me as I walked towards the northern end of the Street of the Dead, the Pyramid of the Moon, mercifully undamaged by restorers, had kept its original form as a four-stage ziggurat. The Pyramid of the Sun, too, had consisted of four stages but Bartres had whimsically sculpted in a fifth stage between the original third and fourth levels.

There was, however, one original feature of the Pyramid of the Sun that Bartres had been unable to despoil: a subterranean passageway leading from a natural cave under the west face. After its accidental discovery in 1971 this passageway was thoroughly explored. Seven feet high, it was found to run eastwards for more than 300 feet until it reached a point close to the pyramid's geometrical centre.19 Here it debouched into a second cave, of spacious dimensions, which had been artificially enlarged into a shape very similar to that of a four-leaf clover. The 'leaves' were chambers, each about sixty feet in circumference, containing a variety of artefacts such as beautifully engraved slate discs and highly polished mirrors. There was also a / Page 196 / complex drainage system of interlocking segments of carved rock pipes.20

This last feature was particularly puzzling because there was no known source of water within the pyramid 21 The sluices, however, left little doubt that water must have been present in antiquity, most probably in large quantities. This brought to mind the evidence for water having once run in the Street of the Dead, the sluices and partition walls I had seen earlier to the north of the Citadel, and Schlemmer's theory of reflecting pools and seismic forecasting."

 

WATERWATER

EVERYWHERE

Page 196continues

"Indeed, the more I thought about it the more it seemed that water had been the dominant motif at Teotihuacan. Though I had hardly registered it that morning, the Temple of Quetzalcoati had been decorated not only with effigies of the Plumed Serpoot but with unmistakable aquatic symbolism, notably an undulating design suggestive of waves and large numbers of beautiful carvings of seashells. With these images in my mind, I reached the wide plaza at the base of the Pyramid of the Moon and imagined it filled with water, as it might have been, to a depth of about ten feet. It would have looked magnificent: majestic, powerful and serene.

The Akapana Pyramid in far-off Tiahuanaco had also been surrounded by water, which had been the dominant motif there - just as I now found it to be at Teotihuacan.

I began to climb the Pyramid of the Moon. It was smaller than the Pyramid of the Sun, indeed less than half the size, and was estimated to be made up of about one million tons of stone and earth, as against two and a half million tons in the case of the Pyramid of the Sun. The two monuments, in other words, had a combined weight of three and a half million tons. It was thought unlikely that this quantity of material could have been manipulated by fewer than 15,000 men and it was calculated that such a workforce would have taken at least thirty years to complete such an enormous task22

Sufficient labourers would certainly have been available in the vicinity: the Teotihuacan Mapping Project had demonstrated that the population of the city in its heyday could have been as large as 200,000, making it a bigger metropolis than Imperial Rome of the Caesars. The Project had also established that the main monuments visible today covered just a small part of the overall area of ancient / Page 197 / Teotihuacan. At its peak the city had extended across more than twelve square miles and had incorporated some 50,000 individual dwellings in 2000 apartment compounds, 600 subsidiary pyramids and temples, and 5000 'factory' areas specializing in ceramic, figurine, lapidary, shell, basalt, slate and ground-stone work.23

At the top level of the Pyramid of the Moon I paused and turned slowly around. Across the valley floor, which sloped gently downhill to the south, the whole of Teotihuacan now stretched before me - a geometrical city, designed and built by unknown architects in the time before history began. In the east, overlooking the arrow-straight Street of the Dead, loomed the Pyramid of the Sun, eternally 'printing out' the mathematical message it had been programmed with long ages ago, a message which seemed to direct our attention to the shape of the earth. It almost looked as though the civilization that had built Teotinuacan had made a deliberate choice to encode complex information in enduring monuments and to do it using a mathematical language.

Why a mathematical language?

Perhaps because, no matter what extreme changes and transforma- tions human civilization might go through, the radius of a circle multiplied by 2pi (or half the radius multiplied by 4pi) would always give the correct figure for that circle's circumference. In other words, a mathematical language could have been chosen for practical reasons: unlike any verbal tongue, such a code could always be deciphered, even by people from unrelated cultures living thousands of years in the future.

Not for the first time I felt myself confronted by the dizzying possibility that an entire episode in the story of mankind might have been forgotten. Indeed it seemed to me then, as I overlooked the mathematical city of the gods from the summit of the Pyramid of the Moon, that our species could have been afflicted with some terrible amnesia and that the dark period so blithely and dismissively referred to as 'prehistory' might turn out to conceal unimagined truths about our own past.

What is prehistory, after all, if not a time forgotten - a time for which we have no records? What is prehistory if not an epoch of impenetrable obscurity through which our ancestors passed but about / Page 198 /which we have no conscious remembrance? It was out of this epoch of obscurity, configured in mathematical code along astronomical and geodetic lines, that Teotihuacan with all its riddles was sent down to us. And out of that same epoch came the great Olmec sculptures, the inexplicably precise and accurate calendar the Mayans inherited from their predecessors, the inscrutable geoglyphs of Nazca, the myster-ious Andean city of Tiahuanaco . . . and so many other marvels of which we do not know the provenance.

It is almost as though we have awakened into the daylight of history from a long and troubled sleep, and yet continue to be disturbed by the faint but haunting echoes of our dreams."

 Hearing the Zed AlizZed exteriorized an idee fixe.

 

P
Y
R
A
M
I
D

16
25
18
1
13
9
4

+ =
86

1+6

2+5

1+8
1

1+3
9
4

7
7
9
1
4
9
4

+ =
41

P
H
A
R
A
O
H

16
8
1
18
1
15
8

+ =
67

40

Tha Pharaoh sows a fair straight row writ the scribe.

The scribes writ Pi' ra' mid

 

Five the midway point between four and nine writ the scribe

 

 FINGERPRINTS OF THE GODS

 Graham Hancock 1998

Page 184

 Hints of forgotten wisdom

Leaving the Temple of Quetzalcoatl behind me, I recrossed the Citadel in a westerly direction.

There was no archaeological evidence that this enormous enclosure had ever served as a citadel-or, for that matter, that it had any kind of military or defensive function at all. Like sa much else about Teotihuacan it had clearly been planned with painstaking care, and executed with enormous effort, but its true purpose remained unidentified by modern scholarship.28 Even the Aztecs, who had been responsible for naming the Pyramids of the Sun and the Moon (an attribution which had stuck though no one had any idea what the original builders had called them) had failed to invent a name for the Citadel. It had been left to the Spaniards to label it as they did - an understandable conceit since the 36-acre central patio of La Ciuda- dela was surrounded by massively thick embankments more than 23 feet high and some 1500 feet long on each side29

My walk had now brought me to the western extreme of the patio. I climbed a steep set of stairs that led to the top of the embankment and turned north on to the Street of the Dead. Once again I had to remind myself that this was almost certainly not what the Teotihuacanos (whoever they were) had called the immense and impressive avenue. The Spanish name Calle de los Muertos was of Aztec origin, apparently based on speculation that the numerous mounds on either side of the Street were graves (which, as it happened, they were not)3O

We have already considered the possibility that the Way of the Dead may have served as a terrestrial counterpart of the Milky Way. Of interest in this regard is the work of another American, Alfred E. Schlemmer, who - like Hugh Harleston Jr - was an engineer. Schlemmer's field was technological forecasting, with specific refer- ence to the prediction of earthquakes,31 on which he presented a paper / Page 185 / at the Eleventh National Convention of Chemical Engineers (in Mexico City in October 1971).

Schlemmer's argument was that the Street of the Dead might never have been a street at all. Instead, it might originally have been laid out as a row of linked reflecting pools, filled with water which had descended through a series of locks from the Pyramid of the Moon, at the northern extreme, to the Citadel in the south.

As I walked steadily northward towards the still-distant Moon Pyramid, it seemed to me that this theory had several points in its favour. Fora start the 'Street' was blocked at regular intervals by high partition walls, at the foot of which the remains of well-made sluices could clearly be seen. Moreover, the lie of the land would have facilitated a north.:south hydraulic flow since the base of the Moon Pyramid stood on ground that was approximately 100 feet higher than the area in front of the Citadel. The partitioned sections could easily have been filled with water and might indeed have served as reflecting pools, creating a spectacle far more dramatic than those offered by the Taj Mahal or the fabled Shalimar Gardens. Finally, the Teotihuacan Mapping Project (financed by the National Science Foundation in Washington DC and led by Professor Rene Millon of the University of Rochester) had demonstrated conclusively that the ancient city had possessed 'many carefully laid-out canals and systems of branching waterways, artificially dredged into straightened portions of a river, which formed a network within Teotihuacan and ran all the way to (Lake Texcoco], now ten miles distant but perhaps closer in antiquity'.32

There was much argument about what this vast hydraulic system had been designed to do. Schlemmer's contention was that the particular waterway he had identified had been built to serve a pragmatic purpose as a long-range seismic monitor' - part of 'an ancient science, no longer understood,33 He pointed out that remote earthquakes 'can cause standing waves to form on a liquid surface right across the planet' and suggested that ,the carefully graded and spaced reflecting pools of the Street of the Dead might have been designed 'to enable Teotihuacanos to read from the standing waves formed there the location and strength of earthquakes around the /

Page 186 Diagram omitted

Page 187 / globe, thus allowing them to predict such an occurrence in their own area, 34

There was, of course, no proof of Schlemmer's theory. However, when I remembered the fixation with earthquakes and floods apparent everywhere in Mexican mythology, and the equally obsessive concern with forecasting future events evident in the Maya calendar, I felt less inclined to dismiss the apparently far-fetched conclusions of the American engineer. If Schlemmer were right, if the ancient Teotihua- canos had indeed understood the principles of resonant vibration and had put them into practice in seismic forecasting, the implication was that they were the possessors of an advanced science. And if people like Hagar and Harleston were right - if, for example, a scale-model of the solar system had also been built into the basic geometry of Teotihuacan - this too suggested that the city was founded by a scientifically evolved civilization not yet identified."

 

GALILEO

In 90 Minutes  

 John and Mary Gribbin 1997

Page 13

"Galileo was born on 15 February 1564"

Page 50

"But in his book The Assayer, published in 1623, Galileo also summed up his understanding of the scientific method. Sarcastically suggesting that his opponents seemed to think that 'phil-osophy is a book of fiction by some author, like The Iliad', he said that the book of the Universe:

cannot be understood unless one first learns to comprehend the language and to under- stand the alphabet in which it is composed. It is written in the language of mathematics, and its characters are triangles, circles and other geometric figures, without which it is humanly impossible to understand a single word of it; without these, one wanders about in a dark labyrinth."

"In Galileo's last years, from late in 1638, Vincenzo Viviani joined him as his scribe and assistant, and would eventually write the first biography of the great man. Galileo remained mentally active to the end, though growing physically more frail, and died peacefully in his sleep, on the night of 8/9 January 1642, a few weeks short of his 78th birthday."

 

Galileo Galilei 1564 - 1642 aged 77

AZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZA 

ZAZAZA

The scribe noted the seven + seven letters in the name

 

 IN SEARCH OF

SCHRODINGER'S

CAT

John Gribbin 1984

Page 77

With the elements arranged in a periodic table, even in 1922 there were a few gaps, corresponding to un- discovered elements with atomic numbers 43, 61, 72, 75, 85 and 87. Bohr's model predicted the detailed properties of these "missing" elements and suggested that element 72, in particular, should have properties similar to zirconium, a forecast that contradicted predictions made on the basis of alternative models of the atom. The prediction was con- finned within a year with the discovery of hafnium, ele-ment 72, which turned out to have spectral properties exactly in line with those predicted by Bohr.

This was the high point of the old quantum theory. Within three years, it had been swept away, although as far as chemistry is concerned you need little more than the idea of electrons as tiny particles orbiting around atomic nuclei in shells that would "like" to be full (or empty, but preferably not in between). * And if you are interested in the physics of gases, you need little more than the image of atoms as hard, indestructible billiard balls. Nineteenth- century physics will do for everyday purposes; the physics of 1923 will do for most of chemistry; and the physics of the 1930s takes us about as far as anyone has yet gone in the search for ultimate truths. There has been no great break- through comparable to the quantum revolution for fifty years, and in all that time the rest of science has been catching up with the insights of a handful of geniuses. The success of the Aspect experiment in Paris in the early 1980s marked the end of that catching-up period, with the

'I am, of course, exaggerating the simplicity of chemistry here. The "little more" that is needed to explain more complex molecules was developed in the late 1920s and early 1930s. using the fruits of the full development of quan- tum mechanics. The person who did most of the work was Linus Pauling, more familiar today as a peace campaigner and proponent of vitamin C, who received the first of his two Nobel Prizes for the work, being cited in 1954 "for his research into the nature of the chemical bond and its application 10 the elucidation of the structure df complex substances." Those "complex sub- stances" elucidated with the aid of quantum theory by Pauling, a physical chemist, opened the way to a study of the molecules of life. The key signifi-cance of quantum chemistry to molecular biology is acknowledged by Horace Judson in his epic book The Eighth Day of Creation; the detailed story, alas, is beyond the scope of the present book.  

Page 77

Bohr's model predicted the detailed properties of these "missing" elements and suggested that element 72, in particular, should have properties similar to zirconium, a forecast that contradicted predictions made on the basis of alternative models of the atom. The prediction was con- finned within a year with the discovery of hafnium, ele-ment 72, which turned out to have spectral properties exactly in line with those predicted by Bohr.

H
A
F
N
I
U
M

72

add to reduce

8
1
6
14
9
21
13

+
=
72

7 + 2 = 9

1+4

2+1
1+3

5

3
4

+
=

12

1+2
=
3

8
1
6

9

+
=
24
2+4
=
6

reduce to deduce

8
1
6
5
9
3
4

+
=
36
3+6
=
9
NINE
9

 

THE FINGERPRINTS Of THE GODS

Graham Hancock 1998

Page 274 / 275

"The pre-eminent number in the code is 72. To this is frequently added 36, making 108, and it is permissible to multiply 108 by 100 to get 10,800 or to divide it by 2 to get 54, which may then be multiplied by 10 and expressed as 540 (or as 54,000, or as 540,000, or as 5,400,000, and so on). Also highly significant is 2160 ( the number of years required for the equinoctial point to transit one zodiacal constellation), which is sometimes multiplied by 10 and by factors of ten (to give 216,000, 2,160,000, and so on)

" and sometimes by 2 to give 4320, or 43,200, or 432,000, or 4,320,000, ad infinitum."

 

"The pre-eminent number in the code is 72.

 
R
A
D
I
U
S

add to reduce

18
1
4
9
21
19

+
=

72

7 + 2 = 9

1+8

2+1

1+9

9

3
10

+
=

22

2+2
=
4

1
4
9

+
=

14

1+4
=
5
reduce to deduce

9
1
4
9
3
10

+
=

36
3+6
=
9
NINE
9

 

 
W
O
R
L
D

add to reduce

23
15
18
12
4

+
=

72

7 + 2 = 9

2+3

1+5

1+8

1+2

5
6
9
3

+
=

23

2+3
=
5

4

+
=
4

=
4
reduce to deduce

5
6
9
3
4

+
=

27
2+7
=
9
NINE
9

 

Fingerprints Of The Gods Graham Hancock 1998

Why a mathematical language?

Page 197 "...Perhaps because, no matter what extreme changes and transforma-tions human civilization might go through, the radius of a circle multiplied by 2pi (or half the radius multiplied by 4pi) would always give the correct figure for that circle's circumference. In other words, a mathematical language could have been chosen for practical reasons: unlike any verbal tongue, such a code could always be deciphered, even by people from unrelated cultures living thousands of years in the future."  

 
p
i

add to deduce

16
9

+
=
25

2 + 5 = 7

1+6

7

+
=
7

9

+
=
9

7+9

reduce to deduce

7
9

+
=
16

1+6
=
7
SEVEN
7

 

p
h
i

add to reduce

16
8
9

+
=
33

3 + 3 = 6

1+6
8
9

7
8
9

+
=

24
2+4
=
6
SIX
6

 

Seven x Nine = 63 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Seven x Eight x Nine = 504

 

The scribe writ that the number of letters entrapped betwixt and between seven and nine are 5 and 4, and between Seven Eight and Nine, were 5, 5, and 4  

 
P
O
W
E
R

add to reduce

16
15
23
5
18

+
=
77

7+7 = 14

1+6

1+5

2+3
5

1+8

reduce to deduce

7
6
5
5
9

+
=
32
3+2
=
FIVE
5

 

Fingerprints Of The Gods Graham Hancock 1998

Why a mathematical language?

 Page194 / relationships (when none of the other pyramids on either side of the Atlantic does) strongly suggests not only the existence of advanced mathematical knowledge in antiquity but some sort of underlying common purpose.

As we have seen the desired height / perimeter ratio of the Great Pyramid (2pi) called for the specification of a tricky.and idiosyncratic angle of slope for its sides: 52°. Likewise, the desired height / perimeter ratio of the Pyramid of the Sun (4pi) called for the specification of an equally eccentric angle of slope: 43.5°. If there had been no ulterior motive, it would surely have been simpler for the Ancient Egyptian and Mexican architects to have opted for 45° (which they could easily have obtained and checked by bisecting a right angle).

 52 minus 43 = NINE

 

E
N
N
E
A
D

add to reduce

5
14
14
5
1
4

+
=
43

4 + 3 = 7

1+4
1+4

5
5

+
=

10

1+0
=
1

5

5
1
4

+
=
15

1+5
=
6

6+1
reduce to deduce

5
5
5
5
1
4

+
=
25

2+5

7
SEVEN
7
 

 

CITY OF REVELATION

John Michell 1972

Page 131

The chief symbol of the Pythagorean mystical teaching was the tetractys, the pyramid of ten points representing the numbers 1-4, whose sum is 10. With this figure is associated the tetrahedron, the first geometric solid, made up of four equilateral triangles. 14 + 24 + 34 + 44 = 354, and 354, the number of days in the lunar year, may represent the lunar Hermes mentioned by Plutarch in The Face Page 132 / in the Moon. The tetraktys,..." "...has the value 1626, identifying it by the cabalistic convention with the tree of life, the symbol of Jewish mysticism, which occurs in the last chapter of Revelation; for the number of ..." "...tree of life, is 1625..."  

 

The scribe writ 1 + 6 + 2 + 5 = 14 . . . 1 + 4 = 5

tree x of x life = 32 . . . 3 + 2 = 5

Page 134

 "...The cosmic forces are fluid and variable and so is the pattern of numbers in the temple, but in both cases there is a law that stimulates and limits their development, which is the geometric law of proportion. This is the only stable factor in the cosmos, appreciable alike by reason and by intuition and thus capable of providing the one eternal link between different ages and dimensions. This, if any, is the language of space com-munication..."

 

THE ENCYCLOPAEDIA OF ANCIENT &

 FORBIDDEN KNOWLEDGE

Zolar 1970

Page 77

The oldest records we possess prove human reincarnation and Karma were the popular doctrines of the masses; consequently, they were only appearances. They were untrue because the real truth was always concealed from the general public. This doctrine of Karma is one of the most interesting features of all Buddhist philosophy. There has been no secret about it at any time. Certainly, this is exactly what all true Hermetic initiates claim. It is a dogma of the Buddhist church, and was never concealed because it was not worth concealing. .

On the contrary, it was always taught to the suffering masses, groaning beneath despotic rule. It was exceedingly potent as a means of making the people submit quietly to the authority of the Church and the tyranny of the King. The masses were taught to believe that by submitting to the yoke, they were thus working off previous bad Karma. This was a very convenient doctrine, we must all admit.

The chief Hierophant of Buddhism and the Tibetan adepts is the Taley Lama of Lhassa. Every Lama is subject to the grand Taley Lama, the Buddhist Pope of Tibet, who holds his residence at Lhasa and is said to be a reincarnation of Buddha. Buddhists would have us really believe Buddha continues to incarnate and reincarnate age after age. We can only say that no Soul who has passed through the trials of material incarnation and the fires of Spiritual purification would submit to continually exist and re-exist within a material organism. Thus it would endure from age to age-the hell of a Grand Lama's life. The formulae, ceremonies, and usages of a religious potentate are indeed a hell to the pure in heart.

The false assertions that with very high adepts and other exalted souls these things are different, that Nature's laws are either reversed or transcended, are told as facts. To this we say that such statements are false!

Nature is no respecter of persons, and neither Buddha nor any other Soul can continue to reincarnate from age to age. The most such a dominant mind may do would be to obsess and mould an unborn fetus to suit its purposes. Then, by virtue of such obsession, / Page 78 /  partially inhabit the material body. Under these circumstances the physical body is but the helpless machine of a dominant foreign mind. We scarcely need say that no purified Soul would sink to such a plane of existence.

 

THE MAGIC MOUNTAIN

Thomas Mann 1924

Page 665

"...Very well since they thought of nothing better, let the spirit out of the fullness of his knowledge answer this chance query. The glass hesitated then pushed off. It spelled out something very queer, which none of them succeeded in fathoming, it made the word , or the syllable Go, and then the word Slanting and then something about Hans Castorp's room. That was to say, through number thirty-four. What was the sense of that..."

 

THE COSMIC CODE

Heinz R. Pagels 1982

Page 306

The mathematician Mark Kac distinguishes two kinds of geniuses, those he calls ordinary geniuses and those he calls extraordinary or devious geniuses. An ordinary genius is some- one just like you and me except that the genius's ability to concentrate, remember, and create is much greater than ours. Their creative reasoning can be communicated. Ex-traordinary geniuses are quite different. It is not at all clear how they think. They seem to work by a set of rules of their own invention and yet arrive at remarkable insights. They cannot tell you how they got there; their reasoning seems devious. The ordinary genius may have many students. But the devious genius rarely has any, since he cannot communi-cate his methods of solution.

Most scientists are not geniuses or not even near geniuses-but that need not inhibit their creativity or useful-ness. The rules for creativity in science have never been written down and cannot really be learned from a book. Instead the conduct of inquiry is handed down from genera-tion to generation of scientists, in a kind of charismatic chain- a teaching by example, not by the book. Being implicit, this tacit knowledge is easily altered by successive generations- an important but invisible aspect of scientific research.

Laying down the law in the physical sciences is a frus-trating activity, an activity that promotes a sense of rational piety, a recognition that one is up against a major problem. I have always felt that Albrecht Durer in his engraving Melan-cholia captured the spirit of rational inquiry. The engraving depicts a contemplative angel surrounded by the instruments of science, a magic square on a wall. It is an image of a consciousness whose isolation matches that of the stars.

 

DOCTER FAUSTUS

Thomas Mann 1947

CHAPTER TWELVE

Page 91

HALLE was, if not a metropolis, at least a large city, with more than two hundred thousand inhabitants. Yet despite all the modem volume of its traffic, it did not, at least in the heart of the town, where we both lived, belie its lofty antiquity. My' shop', as we students said, was in the Hansastrasse, a narrow lane behind the Church of St Moritz, which might well have run its anachronistic course in Kaisersaschem. Adrian had found an alcoved room in a gabled dwelling-house in the Market Square, renting from the elderly widow of an official during the two years of his stay. He had a view of the square, the medieval City Hall, the Gothic Marienkirche, whose domed towers were connected by a sort of Bridge of Sighs; the separate 'Red Tower', a very remarkable structure, also in Gothic style; the statue of Roland and the bronze statue of Handel. The room was not much more than adequate, with some slight indication of middle-class amenity in the shape of a red plush cover on the square table in front of the sofa, where his books lay / Page 92 /  and he drank his breakfast coffee. He had supplemented the arrange-ments with a rented cottage piano always strewn with sheets of music, some written by himself. On the wall above the piano was an arithmet-ical diagram fastened with drawing-pins, something he had found in a second-hand shop: a so-called magic square, such as appears also in Durer's Melancolia, along with the hour-glass, the circle, the scale, the polyhedron, and other symbols. Here as there, the figure was divided into sixteen Arabic-numbered fields, in such a way that number one was in the right-hand lower corner, sixteen in the upper left; and the magic, or the oddity, simply consisted in the fact that the sum of these numerals, however you added them, straight down, crosswise, or diagonally, always came to thirty-four. What the principle was upon which this magic uniformity rested I never made out, but by virtue of the prominent place Adrian had given it over the piano, it always attracted the eye, and I believe I never visited his room without giving a quick glance, slanting up or straight down and testing once more the invariable, incredible result.

Between my quarters and Adrian's there was a going to and fro as once between the Blessed Messengers and his uncle's house: evenings after theatre, concert, or a meeting of the Winfried Verein, also in the mornings when one of us fetched the other to the university and before we set out we compared our notebooks. Philosophy, the regular course for the first examination in theology, was the point at which our two programmes coincided, and both of us had put ourselves down with Kolonat Nonnenmacher, then one of the luminaries of the University of Halle. With great brilliance and elan he discussed the pre-Socratic, the Ionian natural philosophers, Anaximander, and more extendedly Pythagoras, in the course of which discussion a good deal of Aristotle came in, since it is almost entirely through the Stagirite that we learn of the Pythagorean theory of the universe. We listened, we wrote down; from time to time we looked up into the mildly smiling face of the white-maned professor, as we heard this early cosmological conception of a stern and pious spirit, who elevated his fundamental passion, mathematics, abstract proportion, number, to the principle of the origin and existence of the world; who, standing opposite All-Nature as an initiate, a dedicated one, first addressed her with a great gesture as 'Cosmos', as order and harrnony, as the interval-system of the spheres sounding beyond the range of the senses. Number, and the relation of numbers, as constituting an all-embracing concept of being and moral value: it was highly impressive, how the beautiful, the exact, the moral, / Page 93 /  here, solemnly flowed together to comprise the idea of authority which animated the Pythagorean order, the esoteric school of religious renewal of life, of silent obedience, and strict subjection under the 'Autos' epha. I must chide myselffor being tactless, because involuntarily I glanced at Adrian at such words, to read his look. Or rather it became tactless simply because of the discomfort, the red, averted face, with which he met my gaze. He did not love personal glances, he altogether refused to entertain them or respond to them, and it is hard to under- stand why I, aware though I was of this peculiarity, could not always resist looking at him. By so doing I threw away the possibility of talking objectively afterwards, without embarrassment, on topics to which my wordless look had given a personal reference.

So much the better when I had resisted such temptation and practised the discretion he exacted. How well, for instance, we talked, going home after Nonnenmacher's class, about that immortal thinker, influential down the millennia, to whose meditation and sense of history we owe our knowledge of the Pythagorean conception of the world! Aristotle's doctrine of matter and form enchanted us; matter as the potential, possible, that presses towards form in order to realize itself; form as the moving unmoved, that is mind and soul, the soul of the existing that urges it to self-realization, self-completion in the phenomenon; thus of the entelechy, which, a part of eternity, pene-trates and animates the body, manifests itself shapingly in the organic and guides its motive-power, knows its goal, watches over its destiny. Nonnenmacher had spoken beautifully and impressively about these intuitions, and Adrian appeared extraordinarily impressed thereby. 'When,' he said, 'theology declares that the soul is from God, that is philosophically right, for as the principle which shapes the single manifestations, it is a part of the pure form of all being, comes from the eternally self-contemplating contemplation which we call God. . . . I believe I understand what Aristotle meant by the word "entelechy". It is the angel of the individual, the genius of his life, in whose all-knowing guidance it gladly confides. What we call prayer is really the statement of this confidence, a notice-giving or invocation. But prayer it is correctly called, because it is at bottom God whom we thus address.'

I could only think: May thine own angel prove himself faithful and wise! "

 

CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR

(conclusion)

Page 358

"...It was, I will say, a state of mind, which, no longer interested in the psychological, pressed for the objective, for a language that expressed the absolute, the binding and compulsory, and in consequence by choice laid on itself the pious fetters of pre-classically strict form. How often in my strained observation of Adrian's activity I was forced to remember the early impressions we boys had got from that voluble stutterer, his teacher, with his antithesis of ' harmonic subjectivity' and 'polyphonic objectivity'! The track round the sphere, of which there had been talk in those torturingly clever conversations at Kridwiss's, this track, on which regress and progress, the old and the new, past and future, became one - I saw it all realized here, in a regression full of modem novelty, going back beyond Bach's and Handel's harmonic art to the remoter past of true polyphony.

I have preserved a letter which Adrian sent to me at that time to Freising from pfeiffering, where he was at work on the hymn of' a great multitude, which no man could number, of all nations, and kindreds, and people, and tongues, standing before the throne and before the Lamb' (see Durer's seventh sheet). The letter asked me to visit him, and it was signed Perotinus Magnus; a suggestive joke and playful identification full of self-mockery, for this Perotinus was in charge of church music at Notre Dame in the twelfth century, a composer whose directions contributed to the development of the young art of polyphony. The jesting signature vividly reminded me of a similar one of Richard Wagner, who at the time of Parsifal added to his name signed to a letter the title' Member of the High Consistory'. For a man who is not an artist the question is intriguing: how serious is the artist in what ought to be, and seems, his most pressing and earnest concern; how seriously does he take himself in it, and how much / Page359 / tired disillusionment, affectation, flippant sense of the ridiculous is at work? If the query were unjustified, how then could that great master of the musical theatre, at work on this his most consecrated task, have mocked himself with such a title? I felt much the same at sight of Adrian's signature. Yes, my questioning, my concern and an:x:iety went further and in the silence of my heart dealt with the legitimacy of his activity, his claim in time to the sphere into which he had plunged, the re-creation of which he pursued at all costs and with the most developed means. In short, 1 was consumed with loving and an:x:ious suspicion of an aestheticism which my friend's saying: 'the antithesis of bourgeois culture is not barbarism, but collectivism', abandoned to the most tortnenting doubts.

Here no one can follow me who has not as I have experienced in his very soul how near aestheticism and barbarism are to each other: aestheticism as the herald of barbarism. I experienced this distress certainly not for myself but in the light of my friendship for a beloved and emperilled artist soul. The revival of ritual music from a profane epoch has its dangers. It served indeed the ends of the Church, did it not? But before that it had served less civilized ones, the ends of the medicine-man, magic ends. That was in times when all celestial affairs were in the hands of the priest-medicine-man, the priest-wizard. Can it be denied that this was a pre-cultural, a barbaric condition of cult-art; and is it comprehensible or not that the late and cultural revival of the cult in art, which aims by atomization to arrive at collectivism, seizes upon means that belong to a stage of civilization not only priestly but primitive? The enormous difficulties which every rehearsal and per- formance of Leverkuhn's Apocalypse presents, have directly to do with all that. You have there ensembles which begin as . speaking' choruses and only by stages, by the way of the most extraordinary transitions, turn into the richest vocal music; then choruses which pass through all the stages from graded whisperings, antiphonal speech, and humming up to the most polyphonic song - accompanied by sounds which begin as mere noise, like tom-toms and thundering gongs, savage, fanatical, ritual, and end by arriving at the purest music. How often has this intimidating work, in its urge to reveal in the language of music the most hidden things, the beast in man as well as his sublimest stirrings, incurred the reproach both of blood-boltered barbarism and of blood- less intellectuality! I say incurred; for its idea, in a way, is to take in the life-history of music, from its pre-musical magic, rhythmical, ele-mentary stage to its most complex consummation; and thus it does / Page 360 / perhaps expose itself to such reproaches not only in part but as a whole."

Page 406

"...Did he not love her out of his own world of musical theology, oratorio, mathematical number magic?..."

 

 CITY OF REVELATION

John Michell 1972

Drawing opposite page 157 omitted

"Durer The New Jerusalem revealed to St John; Satan begins his 1.000 year sentence in the Abyss." 

Page 157

History and Origins of the Canon

The questions which must naturally arise from any investigation of the ancient science are these: how and when it began and what pro-cess led to its decline. We are thus immediately confronted with the enigma of human origins and spiritual history) subjects on which a great many more theories have been advanced than facts discovered.

The traditional answers to the first question are everywhere the same. The ancient system of knowledge did not come about in the course of evolution, but first appeared in its highest and most perfect form as an instant revelation from the gods. Plato, in the passage quoted earlier, attributes the Egyptian canon to a god or a god-like man and records the local belief that it was the gift of Isis. Nowhere in antiquity is this belief challenged. According to M. F. Long's The Huna Code in Religions, the theory of the gradual evolution of consciousness is absent from the Hawaiian cosmogony) 'and in its place was substituted the belief that lesser gods had been created by God and that these came down to inhabit the bodies of animal men and share their lives with them. Many still cling to this belief, and Venus is favoured as the place from which the gods came.' It is un-necessary to repeat the varied legends of all races, which are unanimous in this respect, that the arts and sciences of civilisation are said to have been established through divine revelation) and must be continually nourished from the same source if they are to remain alive. For this reason the gift of prophecy was highly esteemed in the days of the Temple, as it still is in tribal societies) where the shaman not only receives and transmits the traditional lore of his race) but preserves it from corruption by communicating with the living spirit by whom it was first revealed.

However) despite the efforts of inspired prophets in every genera-tion, it is a fact beyond dispute that throughout all ages of which we have .any sort of record the knowledge that produced the first and most perfect institution of the Temple has been in a state of decline) a process which is only temporarily reversed by intermittent revivals / Page 158 / as in the successive waves of an ebbing tide. The general of an army in retreat attempts to maintain the troops' morale by talk of rein-forcements on the way, of newly available weapons, of a dramatic turning point in the campaign shortly to come, and this has been the role of historians and politicians ever since the collapse of the last universal civilisation. The urge towards self deception is naturally strong in this matter, so they have had little difficulty in persuading themselves and others that symptoms of decline might better be interpreted as evidence of progress. For this reason, the study of occult traditions, which directly and unmistakably contradict these comforting illusions, has always been discouraged by those in authority.

Nor is it only the Christian ministry and the urbanised societies of the West that have lost the power of spiritual communication on which the life of civilisation ultimately depends. The process has been universal. According to Eliade in Myths, Dreams, and Mysteries, the shamans of Asia and America are conscious that their gifts are declin-ing, and have been so over a considerable period of time. Van der Post in his books on the South African bushmen records the same observation by the native magicians, who are no longer intimate with the spirits that once spoke clearly from the rocks at the sacred places. Eliade writes that the reason why modern shamans attach so much importance to the practice of handling and walking on coals of fire is that it represents the last manifestation of their old miraculous powers. Their predecessors were not only immune to extremes of heat and cold, able to walk through fiery pits and hold melted iron, but they were also able to fly. The magic flight, which was formerly undertaken in the body, is now experienced only by the spirit in ecstasy. Yet 'the Yacuts recall with nostalgia the time when the shaman flew right up to heaven upon his courser; one could see him, dressed all in iron, soaring above the clouds, followed by his drum'.

But even the times when men flew are said to have been degener-ate in comparison with the primordial golden age. Once it was not necessary to fly up to the gods, for they appeared openly on earth, and their company was freely available to whoever sought it. We are reminded that Plato said exactly the same thing, that the gods once lived with men and managed their joint affairs to the perfect satisfaction of all. Before the rupture took place between earth and heaven, the gods instructed certain men in the divine arts of govern-ment, and established the Temple as the complete instrument of reference. Every since their departure the tradition has been diluted, successive generations have had to acknowledge the magical super- / Page 159 / iority of their ancestors while records of the gods, which have out-lasted the popular memory of their life on earth, are interpreted according to the whims and theories of the moment, currently as expressions of primitive nostalgia for an imaginary past.

All times of prophecy are associated with the recurrence of certain ideas with regard to human origins. The little that is known for certain about Pythagoras includes the fact that he was able to re-member twenty or more previous lives. Socrates based his proof of the immortality of the soul on the proposition that all learning is recollection, and the gnostics practised techniques for extending the memory back into remote aeons of existence in order to become aware again of the origin and purpose of life on earth. Eliade in Myth and Reality writes that, 'since they are spiritual beings of extra. terrestrial origin, the gnostics do not admit that their home is "here", in this world'. Their myths and teaching were designed to awaken others to the predicament of the human spirit, that while not of a terrestrial nature, it has allowed itself to become trapped in the cycle of physical incarnation, losing in the process all recollection of the mission on which it first entered the planet. Several modern prophets, the American Edgar Cayce for example, have received similar intimations. A. E. describes his realisation that 'we were all lost children of the stars', and it is a matter of personal knowledge that there are people today who, without being noticeably insane in other respects, yet believe that they are not true natives of the earth, but, like the gnostics, belong elsewhere.

The sequence of events which led up to the destruction of human memory and sense of purpose has never been established with any certainty, but all the esoteric traditions are in agreement on the nature of the original mission. Intelligent life was introduced to earth in order that the earth itself might be brought to a state of perfection in fulfilment of its cosmic destiny. The Temple provided the model and groundplan on which the work was to proceed, and throughout the golden age it went accordingly. From their primeval state men had retained the ability to communicate with animals and with the life in plants, and were now able to provide for each species according to its various needs and preferences. Every nation had its particular place and function in the general scheme, and so it was for each community, family and individual. The order of life was nomadic or pastoral, regulated by orbits astrologically determined, whith encompassed the various centres offertility ritual, and brought all the nation together for the great seasonal gathering at the central point of control, the temple. Whatever their occupations, all men / Page 160 / worked to a common purpose, expressed in the appropriate language and symbolism of the different crafts. The span of life was longer in those days, the gods were at the temple and the earthly paradise was at hand.

Suddenly the mythic rhythm is broken. Something happens, as the result of which the primal separation of heaven and earth is re- peated in the departure of the gods. The cause of the trouble is doubtless still to be found in human nature, which provides the one constant factor throughout history and was therefore the chief object of study in ancient civilisations, as it will necessarily become in our own. As all philosophers have realised, the human condition is basically unsatisfactory. Men are awkwardly placed, deprived of the comforts of unconsciousness, yet not intelligent enough to com-prehend fully the circumstances of existence. It is possible for the soul to experience a more essential reality beyond the shadow world of normal perception, but such experience is achieved at the ex-pense of the body, through asceticism, intoxication or hard and obsessive study. Nor are the dangers in the pursuit of knowledge merely physical. All who study the cabalistic science and the geo-metry and numbers of creation are attacked by melancholy, some- times fatally, the suicide rate among cabalists being notoriously high. The point is clearly made in Durer's Melencolia. The garden of paradise, symbol of the ultimate perfection of human consciousness, has many delightful inhabitants which are at the same time dangerous beasts to whoever fails to recognise their nature and function; and of these the most treacherous is the mercurial old serpent of wisdom, that leads men on in the search of the treasure of which it is itself the venomous custodian. In every age there are those prepared to stake fortune and sanity on a quest which, if too rigorously pursued, may lead to loss of both, and there is no reason to suppose that the first men were more content with their limitations than their de- scendants have been, particularly at a time when the advantages enjoyed by the gods were apparent to all. The mythological accounts of jealousy and warfare between men and gods are eternally true, for the situation they describe is ever renewed from the fact that human ambition for knowledge is more highly developed than are the means to satisfy it; but they may also be true in the most literal sense as records of the first and decisive' episode in the human tragedy, the loss of direct contact with extraterrestrial life...."

 

THE MAGIC MOUNTAIN

Thomas Mann 1875-1955

Page 466

"Had not the normal, since time was, lived on the achievements of the abnormal? Men consciously and voluntarily descended into disease and madness, in search of knowledge which, acquired by fanaticism, would lead back to health; after the possession and use of it had ceased to be conditioned by that heroic and abnormal act of sacrifice. That was the true death on the cross, the true Atonement."

 

 CITY OF REVELATION

John Michell 1972

 

We are now brought inescapably to face the ultimate question concerning the nature of these gods and the meaning behind the traditions of their former physical existence on earth. The gods, as / Page 161 / Freud and, more effectively, Jung demonstrated, inhabit the un-conscious mind in the forms of certain images and patterns of thought which are not simply the products of an individual's lifetime ex-perience, but have an independent existence of their own. Those who understand this to be the case may accept it as the complete explanation of the reality and function of the gods, and may believe that they only attain form within the human mind, that their physi-cal appearances are projections of the imagination. Yet Jung himself understood that this point of view merely reflects the limited beliefs and knowledge of its time. In Alchemical Studies he tells the story of an African soldier who threw away his rifle, was court-martialled and claimed that a spirit in a tree had ordered him to do so. Jung comments that it would be difficult at the present time to suggest anything further than that the spirit was projected by the soldier into the tree, and appeared to speak from there while in fact its voice was inside the man. But he continues that this interpretation is the product of a certain level of understanding; the reality of the unconscious part of the psyche, once accepted, supposes also the reality of its inhabitants.

The ancient belief was that all the gods are represented in human nature, but exist also as physical beings. Indeed, no other view was possible in the light of personal experience of the gods' presence and of the benefits of revelation. Throughout his work on the Greek myths the great philologist Wilamowitz insists, 'The gods are there.' They no longer inhabit our world; we have lost contact and can not now know how it was for those who once saw them. Walter Otto writes in Dionysus, 'If we were in a position to feel once more what it means for a god to be in our immediate presence, only an experience of this imminence could open our eyes.'

As the earliest myths are the most complete and perfectly evolved, so it is with living ritual, the social structure and the canonical Temple. There is no gradual approach to the golden age of know-ledge from which all the great historical civilisations descended. It was the primeval state of human consciousness, a creation, we can only presume, of the gods themselves. This is the unanimous report of all sacred histories, whose interpreters are generally in agreement that human intelligence is of divine or extra-terrestrial origin. As Walter Otto notes, 'The serious observer can not doubt that the dances and evolutions of cultus were set in motion and given form by contact with the Divine.' It is scarcely possible to prolong an examin-ation of the ancient order of life, sustained by the institution of the Temple, without becoming aware that it could not have been of / Page 162 /  human construction. The conclusion is inevitable: the earth has known a higher intelligence than our own, and we, as a species of terrestrial animal, have received the gift of knowledge together with the spirit through which it may ever be renewed.

It is only within recent years and among those of European education that the suggestion of prehuman intelligent life on earth is seen as in any way remarkable. But there is now such a vast weight of authority comInitted to the opposite view, that the obvious has become unfamiliar. When Darwin, glaring through the porthole of the Beagle at the simple Patagonians, classified them as scarcely human representatives of an unevolved culture, and advised them to acquire rulers and laws of personal property as the first step towards becoming civilised, he expressed the prejudices and misconceptions of his age. The Victorians established an evolutionary hierarchy among the species, and took it for granted that the development of human intelligence had followed the same pattern. By limiting history to the record of events in Europe since the time of Socrates, it is possible to trace the development of observational and experi-mental science in which the Greeks professed little interest, and this image of gradual progress from ignorance to civilisation has been projected onto the remoter past, obscuring the facts which point to a different conclusion. Lord Raglan in The Temple and the House pro-vides an admirable corrective to the naive theories of linear evolution:

'W. H. R. Rivers pointed out long ago that uncivilized people are not merely unprogressive, they are decadent. He showed that the Polynesians and Melanesians, whom he studied, had lost many arts since they reached their island homes. Some, though wood is avail- able, had forgotten ho~ to build canoes. Some can no longer shoot with bows. On many islands sherds of fine pottery are dug up, but although clay is available the art of making good pottery was lost long ago. And on many islands there are the ruins of elaborate stone buildings of which the present inhabitants know nothing. The same applies to many other parts of the world; I shall not go further than to mention that the Bantu have long lost the arts which enabled their ancestors to build Zimbabwe. These facts are of course well known to all students of these subjects, but as they do not fit in with fashion-able theories of progress they are simply ignored.'

So many political and acadeInic institutions of the present time are founded on erroneous theories of history, that the facts which tend to contradict them must necessarily be suppressed. For example, despite the now conclusive evidence to the contrary, it is still officially denied in Rhodesian Government publications on Zimbabwe that the city is the work of native Africans, who are supposed to have been / Page 163 / unacquainted with the civilised arts before the arrival of the Euro- peans. Not that we are in a position to mock the Rhodesians over this, since faith in our own institutions is only maintained through the perpetuation of popular ignorance of the histories of previous cycles. Everywhere the beginning of the historical period coincides with the greatest achievements in architecture, science and engin-eering, which are even then recognised as imperfect in comparison with those of still earlier times. Yet books are still written which purport to trace the recent growth of civilisation from primeval savagery, and many more are conditioned by this same belief. The theory of human evolution derives from the opinions of this age, which have not been held in any other, and these opinions are formed on evidence which, where it is not actually fraudulent as at Piltdown, amounts to nothing more substantial than the relics of some ancient apes, who were certainly not human, nor apparently ambitious of becoming so.

The people who are now called primitive are, like all other men, the degenerate descendants of an age when the Temple was estab-lished universally. In their case, however, the decline of the old order has disturbed the balance of their societies in favour of the yin, element 1080, so that, neglecting to exercise the intellect, they live by custom and intuition, deprived of the positive will to adapt to changing circumstances. Thus, withdrawn beneath the protection of the earth spirit, which assumes in this situation the character of an aged chrone, they approach their watery dissolution at the same time as the nations which have advanced under the spell of the number 666 prepare for the cataclysm by fire.

It is emphasised in all sacred histories that, on account of the fall and the departure of the gods, the human race became subject to the terrestrial cycles of death and rebirth that affect both individuals and societies. Following the initial disaster, the Temple was recon- stituted all over the earth and the work of redemption continued as before. But the certainty of former ages could never again be achieved and the second Temple gradually gave way under the pressure of time, for the art of predicting and evaluating the current influences was never restored to perfection. Ever since the first break between heaven and earth, the cycle of disasters, each followed by an attempt to regain the secrets of the perfect Temple, has grown progressively more rapid. Egyptian traditions record dynasties of gods ruling for 10,000 years, followed by patriarchal reigns, first of 900 and then of 200 or 150 years, and finally the historical kings with the present life spans. The earliest Chinese empires were longer established than / Page 164 / those that came later, and the same process of degeneration is admitted by most other races. The evidence of history is thus in ac-cordance with the statements by shamans and magicians that their spiritual powers have long been in decline. Even in times of renais-sance the recovery is only partial. The megalithic revolution, which swept the entire world between two and three millennia before the birth of Christianity, soon lost its momentum and the nations again fell apart. Some, the Greeks in particular, sought to regain the time of inspiration by philosophy and reason; the Egyptians continued to preserve the canon and the Jews the Temple; everywhere the traditions of the former world order were upheld by priests and initiates. But despite all attempts at recovery, the primeval secret is lost. The settled habits of agriculture with the decline of the pastoral life inhibited communications, binding men closer to the earth both physically and in spirit. The extra-terrestrial strain, grafted onto human stock, grew weak as the parent body reverted towards its material origins. Even the long anticipated revival, which coincided with the month of Pisces and the birth of Christ, was a comparatively feeble movement, soon spent; within two centuries the spirit of Jerusalem was again captive in Roman Babylon. "

 

The Complete Fortune Teller

Francis x King

Page 166 "…Again the totals of the four perpendicular, four, four horizontal, and two diagonal rows add up to 340, which reduces to 7 ( 3 + 4 + 0), a number which has, for millenia, been thought to possess mystical properties.

 

Re-read this wah scribe said ZedAliz, and having re-read it, emphasise, that, of this and that, that requires communication, and re-gurgitate.

This the scribe did .

 

Thomas Mann. 1875 - 955

Quote "I tell them that if they will occupy themselves with

the study of mathematics they will find in it the best remedy against the lusts of the flesh."

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THE MAGIC MOUNTAIN

Thomas Mann. 1924  

Penguin Modern Classics Edition 1960 / 1979

Page 10 Chapter 1

"…Number 34… "

 

Being without page number. The foreward, in this edition opens on what would be the 7th full page from the front cover.

 

THE MAGIC MOUNTAIN

Thomas Mann. 1924

FOREWORD

 "THE STORY of Hans Castorp, which we would here set forth, not on his own account, for in him the reader will make acquaintance with a simple-minded though pleasing young man, but for the sake of the story itself, which seems to us highly worth telling- though it must needs be borne in mind, in Hans Castorp's behalf, that it is his story, and not every story happens to everybody - this story, we say, belongs to the long ago; is already, so to speak, covered with historic mould, and unquestionably to be presented in the tense best suited to a narrative out of the depth of the past.

That should be no drawback to a story, but rather the reverse. Since histories must be in the past, then the more past the better, it would seem, for them in their character as histories, and for him, the teller of them, rounding wizard of times gone by. With this story, moreover, it stands as it does to-day with human beings, not least among them writers of tales: it is far older than its years; its age may not be measured by length of days, nor the weight of time on its head reckoned by the rising or setting of suns. In a word, the degree of its antiquity has noways to do with the pas-sage of time - in which statement the author intentionally touches upon the strange and questionable double nature of that riddling element.

But we would not wilfully obscure a plain matter. The exag-gerated pastness of our narrative is due to its taking place before the epoch when a certain crisis shattered its way through life and consciousness and left a deep chasm behind. It takes place - or, rather, deliberately to avoid the present tense, it took place, and had taken place - in the long ago, in the old days, the days of the world before the Great War, in the beginning of which so much began that has scarcely yet left off beginning. Yes, it took place before that; yet not so long before. Is not the pastness of the past the profounder, the completer, the more legendary, the more im- mediately before the present it falls? More than that, our story has, of its own nature, something of the legend about it now and again. / Page xii / We shall tell it at length, thoroughly, in detail - for when did a narrative seem too long or too short by reason of the actual time or space it took up? We do not fear being called meticulous,in-clining as we do to the view that only the exhaustive can be truly interesting. Not all in a minute, then, will the narrator be finished with the story of our Hans. The seven days of a week will not suffice, no, nor seven months either. Best not too soon make too plain how much mortal time must pass over his head while he sits spun round in his spell. Heaven forbid it should be seven years! And now we begin.!"

 

In this edition, if each side had been accounted a page number, they would have been 13, and 14.

 

seven days seven months seven years

Three x seven = twenty one said Alizzed, noting that there are twenty one days in three weeks  

 

THE MAGIC MOUNTAIN

Thomas Mann. 1924

 Chapter one

'Arrival'

First three lines

Page 3 "…An unassuming young man was travelling, in midsummer,from his native city of Hamburg to Davos-Platz in the Canton of the Grisons, on a three week visit."

 Page 4 "…With as much impatience as lay in his temperament to feel, he had discounted the next three weeks;"

 Page 6 "…When?" "… Why in three weeks" "Oh yes, you are already back home in your thoughts" answered Joachim. "Wait a bit. You've only just come. Three weeks are nothing at all, to us up here - they look like a lot of time to you, because you are only up here on a visit,and three weeks is all you have. Get acclimatized first - it isnt so easy, you'll see. And the climate isn't the only thing about us. You're going to see some things you've never dreamed of - just / Page 7 / wait. About me - it isn't such smooth sailing as you think, you with your'going home in three weeks.'that's the class of ideas you have down below…"

"…Oh time - !" said Joachim, and nodded repeatedly, straight in front of him, paying his cousin's honest indignation no heed."They make pretty free with a human being's idea of time, up here.You woudnt believe it. Three weeks are just like a day to them.You'll learn all about it," he said and added: "One's ideas get changed."

 Page Nine End of Chapter1. Thus writ the scribe

 

ZedAlizZed re- submits more repeats.

 

The words "three weeks" occurs 7 times in Chapter 1.

 Page 3. 'three weeks' x 1. . . 3 x 7 x 1 = 2 1. . . 2 + 1 = 3

Page 4. 'three weeks' x 1 . . . 3 x 7 x 1 = 2 1. . . 2 + 1 = 3

Page 6. 'three weeks' x 3 . . . 3 x 7 x 3 = 6 3 . . . 6 + 3 = 9

Page 7. 'three weeks' x 2 . . . 3 x 7 x 2 = 4 2 . . . 4 + 2 = 6

 21 + 21 + 21 + 63 + 42 = 147

 

 

Zed Aliz Zed said there are 5 letters in the words 'three' and 5 in 'weeks', 10 in all.

Then the scribe just for't laugh, multiplied that ten, by the seven that occur in Chapter One entitled

'Arrival'

The scribe writ there are seven letters in ' Arrival'

 

 Reight wah scribe said Alizzed.

Three weeks iz 21 days, multiplied by 7 strikes, makes 147.

Reight said Zed Aliz, to that far yonder scribe, aaaa's for you wah scribe, turn to page 147 of The Magic Mountain scribe. The scribe did

 

There are a total of 43 lines of text on this page, said Zed Aliz. 4 + 3 abeing 7.

The second line from the bottom of this page reads

 "Hans Castorp had not been up here three weeks."

This page is now quoted in full.

 

Page 147 / "…other he mentally summed up various people, the thought of whom might serve him As some sort of mental support. There was the good, the upright Joachim, firm as a rock - yet whose eyes in these past months had come to hold such a tragic shadow, and who had never used to shrug his shoulders, as he did so often now. Joachim, with the "Blue Peter" in his pocket, as Frau Stohr called the receptacle. When Hans Castorp thought of her hard crabbed face it made him shiver.yes there was Joa-chim who - who kept constantly at Hofrat Behrens to let him get away and go down to the longed for service in the "plain"the "flat-land," - as the healthy, normal world was called up here, with a faint yet perceptible nuance of contempt. Joachim served the cure single-mindedly, to the end that he might arrive sooner at his goal and save some of the time which "those up here" so wantonly flung away; served it unquestioningly for the sake of speedy re-covery - but also, Hans Castorp detected, for the sake of the cure itself, which, after all was a service, like another; and was not duty duty, wherever performed? Joachim invariably went upstairs after only a quarter-hour in the drawing-rooms; and this military precision of his was a prop to the civilian laxity of his cousin, who would otherwise be likely to loiter unprofitably below, with his eye on the company in the small salon. But Hans Castorp was con-vinced there was another and private reason why Joachim with-drew so early; he had known it since the time he saw his cousin's face take on the mottled pallor, and his mouth assume the pathetic twist. He perfectly understood. For Marusja was almost always there in the evening - laughter-loving Marusja, with the little ruby on her charming hand, the handkerchief with the orange scent, and the swelling bosom, tainted within - Hans Castorp com-prehended that it was her presence which drove Joachim away, precisely because it so strongly, so fearfully drew him towards her. Was Joachim too "immured" - and even worse off than him-self, in that he had five times a day to sit at the same table with Marusja and her orange-scented handkerchief? However that might be, it was clear that Joachim was preoccupied with his own troubles; the thought of him could afford his cousin no mental support. That he took refuge in daily flight was a credit to him; but that he had to flee was anything but reassuring to Hans Ca-storp, who even began to feel that Joachim's good example of faithful service of the cure and the initiation which he owed to his cousin's experience might also have there bad side.

Hans Castorp had not been up here three weeks. But it seemed longer; and the daily routine which Joachim so piously observed

The Alizzed now re- cycles that re-circle 

Using the seven as your yard stick scribe count the multiplication of names containing seven letters

What about the apostrophe S in Joachim's said the scribe in subtle aside. We seek patterns scribe, coincidental patterns we are pattern looking, and seven 's your symbol, seek and ye shall find. Nice touch writ the scribe

Joachim x 11 = 77

Castorp x 6 = 42

Behrens x 1 = 7

Marusja x 3 = 21

77 + 42 + 7 + 21 = 147

"Hans Castorp had not been up here three weeks." 3 x 7 iz 21

 

 Page 42

"There were seven tables, all but two of them standing length-wise of the room.They were good-sized, seating each ten persons"

7 x 10 iz 70

 

there are seven chapters contained in the ascent of The Magic Mountain.

43 lines to the average page. 4 + 3 iz 7

 

Page 10 Chapter 1

"…Number 34… "

Page 660

"… A small and a mixed product of conscious, half-conscious, and un-conscious elements,

 

THE TIBETAN BOOK OF THE DEAD

Edited by W.Y. Evans-Wentz

" III. The Esoteric Significance Of the Forty-Nine Days Of The Bardo"

Page 6 " Turning now to our text itself, we find that structurally it is founded upon the symbolic number Forty-nine, the square of the sacred number Seven; for, according to occult teachings common to Northern Buddhism and to that Higher Hinduism which the Hindu-born Bodhisattva Who became the Buddha Gautama, the Reformer of the Lower Hinduism and the codifier of the secret Lore, never repudiated,there are seven worlds or seven degrees of Maya 2 within the sangsara, 3 con-stituted as seven globes of a planetery chain. On each globe there are seven rounds of evolution, making the forty-nine (seven times seven) stations of active existence. As in the / Page 7 / embryonic state in the human species the foetus passes through every form of organic structure from the amoeba to man, the highest mammal, so in the after-death state, the embryonic state of the psychic world, the Knower or principle of con-sciousness, anterior to its re-emergence in gross matter, ana-logously experiences purely psychic conditions. In other words, in both these interdependent embryonic processes - the one physical , the other psychical - the evolutionary and the involutionary attainments, corresponding to the forty-nine stations of existence, are passed through.

Similarly, the forty-nine days of the Bardo may also be Symbolical of the Forty and Nine Powers of the Mystery of the Seven Vowels. In Hindu mythology, whence much of the Bardo symbolism originated, these Vowels were the Mystery of the Seven Fires and their forty-nine subdivisional fires or aspects. They are also represented by the Svastika signs upon the crowns of the seven heads of the Serpent of Eternity of the Northern Buddhist Mysteries, originating in ancient India. In Hermetic writings they are the seven zones of after-death, or Bardo , experiences, each symbolizing the eruption in the Intermediate State of a particular seven-fold element of the complex principle of consciousness, thus giving the consciousness-principle forty-nine aspects, or fires, or fields of manifestation 1.

The number seven has long been a sacred number among Aryan and other races. Its use in the Revelation of John illustrates this, as does the conception of the seven day being regarded as holy. In Nature, the number seven governs the periodicity and phenomena of life,as, for example, in the series of chemical elements, in the physics of sound and colour, and it is upon the number forty-nine, or seven times seven, that the Bardo Thodol is thus scientifically based."

 

AZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZ

 

On page 6, said Alizzed seven occurs seven times . . . 7 x 7 equal 49

and,on page 7, SEVEN speaks volumes, times ten in all . . . 10 + 7 = 17 . . . 10 x 7 = 70

Alizzed then turned a trick, or who, on that so, even seven.

7 + 10 x 7 = 7 7

Don't look like that scribe, said ZedAliz, our path is littered with sevens.

Seven iz our guide and at this particular moment in the now of our time THAT seven iz our nine.

The scribe, who, could take a hint with the best of them, writ there are 9 letters in seventeen , 5 in forty and 4 in nine.

and then out of interest further. writ 40 x 9 iz 360

 

Said Zed Aliz, to the accompanying shadows, si thi, read this.

 

THE HOLY BIBLE

Schofield References

LEVITICUS Chapter 25 B.C.1490 . . . 1 x 4 x 9 = 36

Page 159 1 x 5 x 9 = 45. . . 4 + 5 = 9

 

The law of the land: (1) the sabbatic year.

Verse

1 "And the Lord spake unto Mo-ses in mount Sinai, saying,

2 " Speak unto the children of Is-rael, and say unto them, When ye come into the land which I give you, then shall the land keep a sabbath unto the Lord."

3 "Six years thou shalt sow thy field, and six years thou shalt prune thy vineyard, and gather in the fruit thereof;"

4 "But in the seventh year shall be a sabbath of rest unto the land, a sabbath for the LORD:thou shalt neither

5 sow thy field, nor prune thy vineyard."

5 "That which groweth of its own accord of thy harvest thou shalt not reap, neither gather the grapes of thy vine undressed: for it is a year of rest unto the land."

6 "And the sabbath of the land shall be meat for you; for thee, and for thy servant, and for thy stranger that sojourneth with thee,"

7 "And for thy cattle, and for the beast that are in thy land, shall all the increase thereof be meat."

 

The law of the land: (2) the year of jubile.

 

8 "And thou shalt number seven sabbaths of years unto thee, seven times seven years; and the space of the seven sabbaths of years shall be unto thee forty and nine years"

9 "Then shalt thou cause the trum-pet of the jubile to sound on the tenth day of the seventh month, in the day of atonement shall ye make the trumpet sound throughout all your land"

10 "And ye shall hallow the fiftieth year, and proclaim liberty through-out all the land unto all the inhabitants

thereof: it shall be a jubile unto you; and ye shall return every man unto his possessions, and ye shall return every man unto his family.

11 "A jubile shall that fiftieth year be unto you: ye shall not sow nei-ther reap that which groweth of it-self in it, nor gather the grapes in it of thy vine undressed

12 "For it is the jubile: it shall be holy unto you: ye shall eat the in-crease thereof out of the field."

13 " In the year of this jubile ye / Page160 / shall return every man unto his possession ."

14 "And if thou sell ought unto thy neighbour, or buyest ought of thy neighbour's hand, ye shall not oppress one another:

15 "According to the number of years after the jubile thou shalt buy of thy neighbour, and accord-ing unto the number of fruit he shall sell unto thee:

16 "According to the multitude of years thou shalt increase the price thereof, and according to the few-ness of years thou shalt diminish the price of it :for according to the number of the years of the fruits doth he sell unto thee"

17 Ye shall not therefore oppress one another : but thou shat fear thy God : for I am the Lord your God."

18 "Wherefore ye shall do my stat-utes, and keep my judgments, and do them; and ye shall dwell in the land in safety"

19 "And the land shall yield her fruit, and ye shall eat your fill, and dwell therein in safety.

20 " And if ye shall say ,What shall we eat the seventh year? Behold, we shall not sow, nor gather in our increase:"

21 "Then I will command my blessing upon you in the sixth year, and it shall bring forth fruit for three years."

22 "And ye shall sow the eighth year, and eat yet of old fruit until the ninth year; until her fruits come in thou shalt eat of the old store.

23 "The land shall not be sold forever: for the land is mine; for ye are strangers and sodjourners with me.

24 "And in all the land of your possession ye shall grant a redemption for the land.

 

 

Is Ra , El. really. writ the scribe

Neith, neither said Alizzed, not wi'art humour

The scribe writ there are seven letters in seventh, and Nine in Leviticus.

 

 

THE HOLY BIBLE

Schofield References

LEVITICUS Chapter 25 B.C.1490

8 "And thou shalt number seven sabbaths of years unto thee, seven times seven years; and the space of the seven sabbaths of years shall be unto thee forty and nine years"

9 "Then shalt thou cause the trum-pet of the jubile to sound on the tenth day of the seventh month, in the day of atonement shall ye make the trumpet sound throughout all your land"

 

The Tibetan Book of the Dead

Edited by W.Y. Evans-Wentz

" III. The Esoteric Significance Of the Forty-Nine Days Of The Bardo"

Page 6 " Turning now to our text itself, we find that structurally it is founded upon the symbolic number Forty-nine, the square of the sacred number Seven; for, according to occult teachings common to Northern Buddhism and to that Higher Hinduism which the Hindu-born Bodhisattva Who became the Buddha Gautama, the Reformer of the Lower Hinduism and the codifier of the secret Lore, never repudiated, there are seven worlds or seven degrees of Maya 2 within the sangsara, 3 con-stituted as seven globes of a planetery chain. On each globe there are seven rounds of evolution, making the forty-nine (seven times seven)

stations of active existence."

 

The Alizzed threw a nine after the eight and seventy-two returned.

 

The scribe, not out of idle curiosity, spelled Gautama, seven times.

 

THE HOLY BIBLE

Schofield References

GENESIS

Chapter 29 B.C.1760

Page 43 + Chapter 29 = 72 7 + 2 = 9

Jacob's years at Haran

Verse

13 "And it came to pass, when La-ban heard the tidings of Jacob his sister's son, that he ran to meet him,embraced him, and kissed him, and brought him to his house. And he told Laban all these things"

14 " And Laban said to him, Surely thou art my bone and my flesh. And he abode with him the space of a month."

15 "And Laban said unto Jacob, Because thou art my brother, shouldest thou therefore serve me for nought? t tell me what what shall thy wages be? "

16 And Laban had two daughters:the name of the elder was Leah, and the name of the younger was Rachel."

17 Leah was tender eyed;but Rachel was beautiful and well fa-voured.

18 "And Jacob loved Rachel; and said, I will serve thee seven years for Rachel thy younger daughter."

19 "And Laban said, It is better that I give her to thee, than that I give her to another man:abide with me"

20 "And Jacob served seven years for Rachel: and they seemed unto him but a few days for the love he had to her."

21 "And Jacob said unto Laban, Give me my wife for my days are fulfilled, that Imay go in unto her."

22 "And Laban gathered together all the men of the place and made a feast."

23 "And it came to pass in the evening, that he took Leah his daughter and brought her to him; and he went in unto her."

24 "And Laban gave unto his daughter Leah Zilpah his maid for a handmaid"

25 "And it came to pass, that in the morning, behold it was Leah: and he said to Laban, What is this thou hast done

unto me? Did not I serve with thee for Rachel? Wherefore then hast thou beguiled me? "

26 "And Laban said, it must not be so done in our country, to give the younger before the first born."

27 "Fulfil her week, and we will give thee this also for the service /

Page 44 / which thou shalt serve with me yet seven other years."

28 "And Jacob did so, and fulfilled her week: and he gave him Rachel his daughter to wife also."

29 "And Laban gave to Rachel his daughter Bilhah his handmaid to be his hand maid"

30 "And he went in also unto Ra-chel,and he loved also Rachel more than Leah, and served with him yet seven other years"

 

JOSEPH AND HIS BROTHERS

Thomas Mann 1933

The Tales Of Jacob

'Jacob Sues For Rachel'

Page 171 "When Jacob had been a month with Laban he came before his master and said that now Esau's wrath must be sensibly abated, he Jacob, had somewhat he must say.

"Hear me before thou speakest ," responded Laban, "for I had a mind to speak to thee. Lo now, thou art a month in my service and we have made offerings together on the roof, by the new moon, the half moon, the full moon and the day of vanishing. In this time have I taken, besides thee, three hired servants whom I pay according to the law…"

"…Until now thou hast served me without reward, out of kinship and love, according to our contract. But, lo, we will make a new contract, for it is no longer right, before gods and men, that the strange servants should be rewarded and thou, because thou art my nephew, serve me for naught. Tell me, therefore, what shall thy wages be? For I will give thee what I give the others, and somewhat more if thou wilt seal to sojourn with me for as many years as the week hath days,and as one counts, until the ploughland lie fallow and the earth rest, that man neither sows or reaps Thus shall thou serve me seven years for the reward that thou demandest…"

 

The scribe made brief note that the word seven occurs on the seventh line from the bottom of page 171

 

Page 172 "… My father and brother , if thou wilt that I shall stay here and re-turn not to Esau, even though he be now appeased, but serve thee give me Rachel thy child to wife, and let her be my meed."

Page 173 "…So I should give you Rachel ?"

"Yes, Rachel. She too would have it so"

"Not Leah my elder child?"

"No she is not quite so dear unto my heart."

"…But my heart hangs upon Rachel, thy younger child, for she is to me like Hathor and Isis; she is radiant in womanly charm, like Ishtar, and her sweet eyes follow me whithersoever I go. Lo , an hour since my lips were wet with tears which she had shed for me. Give her to me, then, and I will labour for thee."

"…As thou wilt. Then seal unto me that thou wilt sojourn seven years with me for this reward."

"Seven times seven," Jacob cried. "A jubilee, in the name of the Lord. When shall the wedding be?"

"After seven years," answered Laban

We can imagine the start Jacob gave.

What he cried "I should serve thee for Rachel seven years, and before thou givest her to me?"

"How else" responded Laban as though in astonishment."

"…And so let it be signed and sealed before the judge that I sell /

Page 174 / thee the wench for seven years that thou wilt serve, and the payment will be when it has been earned.

"…A hard-hearted uncle," ejaculated Jacob, Hath the Lord given to me!"

"Words!" was Laban's reply. "I am as hard as the situation per-mits me to be, and if it require, then I shall be softer. But thou wilt have the wench to wife - go, then, without her, or else serve."

"I will serve," Jacob said "

 

The Tales of Jacob

Of The Long Waiting.

Page 174, "This man had said to that man: Give me thy daughter to wife, and the other man had answered: What wilt thou give for her? And the other man had had nothing. Then the above mentioned man had said: Seeing that thou canst pay no dowry nor any presents to hang at the bride's girdle at the betrothal, thou shalt serve me for as many years as the week hath days."

"…Then said the other man: So be it. In the name of the king, so be it. Each side took one of the contracts.

 "… The agreement was sensible, the judge found it fair, and from the business side, Jacob himself had not much to complain of. If he owed his uncle a mina of silver at sixty shekels, seven years' labour would not suffice to pay the debt, for the average wage for a labourer was seven shekels a year, and seven of them would not make up the sum. He felt profoundly that the economic point of view was a very deceptive one; that if there were a just scale, a God's scale, as it were, the side with the seven years would have made the side with the /

Page 175 / shekels fly up into the air. But after all, he would spend these years in Rachel's company and thus love's sacrifice would be mingled with much joy."

"…Seven years! Seven years they must wait for each other."

"…As for the seven years, they were even now in the process of being lived down."

"Jacob suppressed the thought in his mind.

This he did and so too should the narrator, and not imagine that he can pass over and obliterate the time with a little sentence like "Seven years went by." It is the story-teller's way to say things like that; and yet no one should let the words, if they must be spoken, pass his lips lightly, nor otherwise than heavy with meaning and hesitant with reverence for life, so that the hearer, too, feels them heavy with meaning, and he marvels how they can pass, those years the end of which one can see only with the understanding but not the soul; and even pass as though they had been seven days. For such is the tradition: that the seven years before which Jacob had at first quailed with fear, passed by like days; and the tradition must ultimately go back to his own words, must be, as they say, authentic, and also most illuminating. What we have here is certainly no "seven-sleeper" enchantment, nor, indeed, any other kind, save that of time itself, whose larger units pass as do the smaller ones, neither slow nor fast, but simply pass. A day has four - and-twenty hours; quite a fair amount of time, with room in it for much life and many thousand / Page 176 / heartbeats. Still, from one morning to another so many of them pass, what with sleeping and wakening, one way and another; you do not know how, and just as little do you know how seven days pass, a week, the unit a mere four of which it suffices the moon to go through all her phases. Jacob did not say that seven years went as fast as days; he would not have made a comparison so derogatory to the value of one day of life. And the day, too, does not go "fast," but it goes, with its times of day, its morning midday, afternoon and evening, one among others; and so likewise does the year, with its seasons, from spring to spring, in the same unqualifiable way, one among others. Thus it was Jacob said that seven years passed, to him, like days.

It is idle to say that a year consists not only of spring, green grazing and sheep-shearing, harvest and summer heat, first rains and new planting, snow and frosty nights, and round again to the rosy blossoms of the tamerisk. That is only the frame of the year; the year is a filigree of life, heavy with events, an ocean to drink up. Such a filigree of thinking, feeling, act-ing, and happening the day is likewise, and the hour, on a smaller scale if you like; but distinctions of size among time units are very little absolute, and their relative yardstick is the measure of our selves, our feeling, our adaptation, or the lack of it. Seven days may under some circumstances be harder to swallow, a more daring adventure in time than seven years. But what do we mean by daring? For whether one plunge hot-blooded or shivering into time's stream, there lives not a soul who is not forced to surrender to it. And noth-ing more is needed. For it carries us away, tears us along with it, without our marking, and if we look back, lo, the point where we stepped in is "far back" it is, for instance seven years away, years that have passed like days. No we cannot even express or distinguish the manner or distinguish the manner in which man gives himself to time, whether gladly or with misgiving; for the necessity dominates such distinctions and makes them void. No one says that Jacob undertook and entered upon his seven years with joy, for only after they had passed might he beget children with Rachel. But that was a trouble of the mind which was greatly assuaged by the contrary workings of his vitality, which conditioned his relation to time and time's relation to him. For Jacob was to live into his hundred-and-sixth year, and though his spirit knew it not, yet his body knew it, and the soul of his flesh; and thus seven years to him, while not so little as seven years in the sight of God, were yet not nearly so much to him as to one who should live but fifty or sixty years; thus his soul could more tranquilly envisage the waiting time. And finally, for our general comfort be it said, that it was not pure waiting he had to bear, for that would have been too long. Pure waiting is torture; no one could bear to sit seven / Page 177 / years, or seven days, or walk up and down and wait, as one can do for perhaps an hour. In the large and larger time units that cannot hap-pen, because the waiting gets longer and thinner, and at the same time more densely occupied with mere living, so that for long stretches of time it falls victim to sheer forgetfulness; that is to say, it withdraws into the depths of the soul and is no longer consciousley present. Thus a half hour of pure waiting and mere waiting is more frightful and a crueller test of patience than a waiting that is put into a life of seven years. What we await close at hand affects us precisely because of its nearness, as a much keener and more immediate stimulus than if it were far off; it transforms our patience into nerve- and muscle-consuming impatience, it makes us morbid; we literally do not know what to do with our limbs, while a long-term waiting leaves us in peace; it not only permits, but forces us to think of other things, and do other things, for we must live. Such is the origin of the surprising truth, that no matter with what degree of longing we wait, we do it not with more difficulty, but with more ease, the more distant in time the goal of our hopes.

 

Page 178 "…The seven year contract, down below among the tera-phim, was far from putting him in their category "

 

"…It was an ancient ditty, a frag-ment of some half-forgotten ballad or epic, from times far remote:

 

And Lamech the hero took unto him two wives,

The name of one was Adah and the name of the other was Zillah.

Adah and Zillah hear my voice;

Ye wives of Lamech hearken unto my speech

For I have slain a man to my wounding

Page 369 3 x 6 x 9 = 162 / If Cain shall be avenged sevenfold, Truly Lamech seven and seventy fold.

 

"…Hence it was, when Cain slew Abel, God set His mark upon him, that he belonged / Page 370 / to him and spoke: 'Whosever slayeth Cain, vengeance shall be taken on him sevenfold.'But Babel decreed that man should humble himself to Judgement for blood-guilt and not revel in revenge."

 

"…'Seven times Quoth he. Bah I am Lamech. Seven and seventy times will I be avenged,…"

 

 

THE HOLY BIBLE

Schofield references

GENESIS

Page 53 Chapter 37 53 + 37 = 90

B.C. 1780

The history of Jacob resumed.

 

"AND Jacob dwelt in the land wherein his father was a stranger, in the land of Canaan.

 

Joseph, the beloved of his father

 

2 These are the generations of Ja-cob. Joseph, being seventeen years old, was feeding the flock with his

brethren: and the lad was with the sons of Bilhah, and with the sons of Zilpah, his father's wives: and Joseph

brought unto his father their evil report.

3 Now Israel loved Joseph more than all his children, because he was the son of his old age: and he made him a coat of many colours."

 

JOSEPH AND HIS BROTHERS

Thomas Mann 1933

Page 322 "…The lad stared in amaze. He drew a long breath through his open, laughing mouth. The metal embroideries glittered in the lamplight. The flashing silver and gold blotted out at times the quieter colours as the old man held it up his unsteady arms: the purple, white, olive-green, rose colour, and black of the emblems and images, the stars, doves, trees, gods, angels, men and beasts, lustrous against the bluish mist of the background.

"… Give it to me. How doth one wear it, how put it on? Like this - or like this - ? Or this way ? How do I please thee? Am I the gay shepherd-bird in the many coloured coat? Mami's rainment - how doth it become her son?"

Page 323 "…How well it set him off! It covered his head and wrapped his shoulders, the silver doves glittered and the gay embroideries glowed,it fell in folds about his youthful form and made him look taller than he really was. But not only so. For the festal garment became his face to such an extent that nobody who saw him could have disputed the popular verdict upon his charms. It made him so lovely and so well favoured that the phenomenon was actually no longer quite earthly: in fact it bordered on the supernatural. Worst of all, the likness to his mother - her look, her forehead and brows, the shape of her mouth - had never stood out so clearly as in this dress: poor Jacob was so smitten by it that his eyes overflowed, and he thought nothing else than he was beholding Rachel in Laban's house on the day of fulfilment.

It was the mother-goddess who stood before him smiling, in the boy's lovely guise, and asked:

"I have put on my coat shall I take it off?"

"No, no, keep it, keep it!" the father said. The young god rushed away. Jacob lifted his brow and his hands, and his lips moved in prayer."

 

GODS OF THE NEW MILLENIUM 

 Alan F. Alford 1996

Page 235 

Home of the Gods

Thus far we have established an extremely strong case for the existence of Nibiru. We have identified its influence in the formation of the Solar System, in subsequent evolu-tion on Earth and in the Flood 13,000 years ago. We have traced it even more recently to the era of the Sumerians, and reviewed the present day search for it in the depths of space. However, despite the strong association of Nibiru with the chief god Anu in the Sumerian texts, 1O3 can we state with certainty that it is, or was, the home of the gods?

An important clue may lie in the number '12', which has been sacred to mankind since time immemorial. It appears within Judaism in the twelve tribes of Israel, within Chris-tianity in the twelve apostles and within Hinduism as a generally auspicious number.

In the complete absence of any other explanation for the sacred number twelve, it has been suggested that its roots lie in the realm of the gods, and specifically in astronomy. 104 As we discussed earlier, the planet Nibiru brings the total number of celestial bodies in our Solar System to twelve (counting the Sun and the Moon) and according to the Sumerians, the decision-making council of the gods also consisted of twelve 'olden' gods. The symbolic importance of this number has remained to this day in the division of the skies into twelve constellations, a division which split the Earth's precessional cycle into twelve periods of 2,160 years. It would seem that the gods' obsession with twelve, with astronomy generally, and with Nibiru in particular, had an almost religious significance, and it is possible to / Page 236 / conclude from this that the gods were not strangers to the Solar System but residents from within.

A possible corroboration that Nibiru was the origin of the gods who came to Earth is found in the significance of the number '7'. The number seven, like twelve, was an important number to the gods, and has remained sacred to mankind ever since. The number is particularly evident in the Biblical seven days of creation, whilst in the New Testament we have the Book of Revelations with its seven seals, seven golden lamp stands, seven angels with seven plagues, and the seven bowls of God's wrath. The number seven also appears in other religions and in the apocrypha. The Koran and the Book of Enoch both describe a journey through seven heavens, by Muhammad and Enoch respec-tively, whilst to this day, Muslim pilgrims must walk seven times around the Ka 'bah in Mecca. Our modern cultures have also absorbed expressions such as the 'Seven Wonders of the Ancient World' (even though we could name a lot more) and the 'Seven Deadly Sins' (even though we could probably name a few more of those too!).

The divine legacy of '7' is also found in the otherwise unexplained origin of the seven days of the week. Most of us take the 7-day week for granted and assume it is a natural cycle. In actual fact, it is not a fixed cycle at all, and scientists have struggled for years to explain why this tradition should have originated. Theologians would claim that the answer lies in the Biblical seven days of creation, but the origin of the Biblical 'days' is almost certainly the seven tablets on which the Enuma Elish was written. This is evident from the contrast between the first six Babylonian tablets describing Marduk's acts of creation and the seventh tablet which is dedicated to a general exaltation of the god (and thus a parallel to the Biblical seventh day when God rested).

The 7-day week splits the solar year into 52 weeks and thereby unlocks the door to another mystical number from / Page 237 / both Egyptian and Mayan tradition. According to an ancient papyrus found in a tomb in Thebes, Thoth the Egyptian god of magic, used to challenge mortals to a mysterious 'Game of 52', which they usually lost.lO5 The number also appears in the Maya's enigmatic Sacred Round of 52 cycles (18,980 days), when their sacred year of 260 days would coincide exactly with their solar year of 365 days.

But what is the ultimate origin of the sacred number '7'? Why did the Babylonians write their creation epic on seven tablets? Whilst the seven stars of the Pleiades may ulti-mately be significant, Zecharia Sitchin has put forward a very interesting alternative theory, based on a literal accep- tance of the ancient texts. Having already identified the association of twelve gods with twelve planets, he was intrigued by continual references to the god Enlil, known as the Chief God of the Earth, but also somewhat crypti- cally as 'Lord of 7'. This gave Sitchin the idea that Earth was somehow the seventh planet, and he quickly realised that Earth was indeed the seventh planet encountered by the gods as they travelled from Nibiru into the heart of the Solar System.lO6

 Among the evidence cited by Zecharia Sitchin is a partly- damaged clay planisphere, which was found in the ruins of the ancient Library of Nineveh. This curved disc, thought to be a copy of a Sumerian original, bears a puzzling and unique array of cuneiform signs and arrows (plate 41, colour section).lO7 Studies of the disc have concluded that it represents technical or astronomical information. One segment shows two triangular shapes, linked by a line alongside which there are seven dots. One of the triangles then contains another four dots. Recognising the seven / four split as an ancient division between the outer and inner planets of the Solar System, Sitchin studied the disc a little more closely.

Along the sides of each segment of the disc were repeated / Page 238 / signs, which were meaningless in Akkadian, but sprang to life when they were read as Sumerian word syllables. Zecharia Sitchin found references to 'Enlil', to geographi-cal features such as 'sky' and 'mountains', and to actions such as 'observing' and 'descending'. One reference was to 'deity NI.NI, supervisor of descent'. There were also numbers which would represent a mathematically perfect glide approach for a space shuttle landing. Sitchin was left in no doubt that the disc represented 'a route map, marking the way by which the god Enlil went by the planets, accompanied by some operating instructions,.IO8 This disc seems to confirm that Nibiru was the home of the gods and Earth the seventh planet counting inwards.

Such a journey, by the gods to Earth, was also comme-morated in the ancient Babylonian ritual of the 'procession of Marduk', the main event of the twelve day New Year Festival. Extensive excavations of Babylon, correlated with Babylonian ritual texts, have allowed scholars to recon- struct the holy precinct of the god Marduk, and bring to life the ancient ritual. The procession involves seven different 'stations' at which the god Marduk is praised with different names. Realising that the Babylonians had named the planet Nibiru as Marduk in honour of their national god, Zecharia Sitchin was able to decipher the names of the stations and the names of Marduk (which the text provides in both Akkadian and Sumerian). At this point it is worth quoting Sitchin in full:

It is our contention that the seven stations in the procession of Marduk represented the space trip of the Nefilim from their planet to Earth; that the first 'station', the 'House of Bright Waters', represented the passage by Pluto; the second ('Where the Field Separates') was Neptune; the third (mutilated), Uranus; the fourth - a place of celestial storms - Saturn. The fifth, where 'The Roadway' became clear, 'where the shepherd's word appears', was Jupiter. The sixth, where the journey switched to 'The Traveller's Ship' was Mars. And the / Page 239 seventh station was Earth- the end of the journey, where Marduk provided the 'House of Resting. 109

 

 

 THE HOLY BIBLE

Schofield References

St Matthew A.D.33. Chapter 18

Page 1024

21 Then came Peter to him, and said, Lord, how oft shall my brother sin against me, and I for-give him? Till seven times?

22 Jesus saith unto him, I say not unto thee, Until seven times: but, Until seventy times seven.".

 

 AZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZAZ

Imagine, writ the scribe Imagine theres no Seven. Imagine that said Zed Aliz.

 Seventy x Seven said AlizZed iz 49 and a Zero

And Three x Seven iz 21

The scribe writ "seven times" " seventy times seven" Iz 34300 then writ 3 x 4 x 3 = 36 and 3 + 4 + 3 = 10 = 1

And just in case,recorded 77 x 7 = 539 and 5 + 3 + 9 = 16 1 + 6 = 7

 

THE MAGIC MOUNTAIN

Thomas Mann. 1924

Page 10 Chapter 1

"…Number 34… "

Page 664 "At length, as no one seemed able to settle, Hans Castorp, with his finger on the glass, supporting his cheek on his fist, said he would like to know what was to be / Page 665 / the actual length of his stay up here, instead of the three weeks originally fixed.

Very well since they thought of nothing better, let the spirit out of the fullness of his knowledge answer this chance query. The glass hesitated then pushed off. It spelled out something very queer, which none of them succeeded in fathoming, it made the word , or the syllable Go, and then the word Slanting and then something about Hans Castorp's room. That was to say, through number thirty-four. What was the sense of that"

 

THE ALPHABET

A Key to the History of Mankind

David Diringer

Page 164 (1) "I think (writes Professor Dhorme) that the pseudo- hieroglyphic texts of Byblos date from the period of Amenopsis IV ( that is to say, ca. 1375 B.C. - D.D.).

Page 165 " (7) The engravers or scribes of Byblos gave to the hieroglyphic signs meanings proper to their tongue, without taking into consideration their origin. The texts are in pure Phoenician.

( 8) My starting- point was the last line of the tablet c (here, Fig. 82, 2), in which the last sign written seven times is a numeral . . . .(3 + 40 or 3 + 4 ), preceded by the word b sh n t,"in the years." Hence, nkh sh, "bronze," in the first line: mzbh, "altar," in the 6th line; btmz, "in Tammuz," in the 14th line, etc., etc.

 

The Complete Fortune Teller

Francis x King

Page 166

"Durer's engraving 'Melancholia' shows the angel of Saturn,symbolizing an individual suffering from acute melancholia. On the wall behind the angel is a 'magical square' made up of 16 separate numbers in four rows of four.

A 'magical square'is one in which the numbers in any particular row, whether across, perpendicular or diagonal, add up to the same figure. In the case of the square shown in Durer's engraving the signifi-cant number is 34. The reason for this is explained below."

 "The four rows across are:

4
+
14
+
15
+
1
=
34
9
+
7
+
6
+
12
=
34
5
+
11
+
10
+
8
=
34
16
+
2
+
3
+

13
=
34

"Similarly the four perpendicular rows are:

.

4
14
15
1
+
+
+
+
9
7
6
12
+
+
+
+
5
11
10
8
+
+
+
+
16
2
3
13
=
=
=
=
34
34
34
34

"Similarly the four perpendicular rows are:

 

"And the two diagonals are 16 + 11 + 6 + 1 ( = 34 ) and 13 + 10 + 7 + 4 ( = 34)

The fact that all the rows of figures in this 16-figured square add up to 34 /

Page 167 / is not the only interesting thing about it from the point of view of the numerologist. Thus, the 16 figures In the square add up to 136, and 1 + 3 + 6 = 10,which becomes one (1 + 0 )," "…Again the totals of the four perpendicular, four, four horizontal, and two diagonal rows add up to 340, which reduces to 7 ( 3 + 4 + 0), a number which has, for millenia, been thought to possess mystical properties.

The square which has been analysed above and which was incorpor-ated by Durer into his 'Melancholia engraving is, in fact, referred to by some numerologists as 'the magical square of Jupiter'…"

"Albrecht Durer included this square in his engraving as a reflection of the belief that its mere presence in the room occupied by a person suffer-ing from depression would help to lift that person's spirits.

Similarly - but conversely it was believed that the magical square of Saturn (signifi-cant number, 15) shown below:"

 

4
9
2
3
5
7
8
1
6

 

 would 'bring down to earth' someone suffering from maniacal exalta-tion.

In the present day the idea that figured squares may possess occult powers seem very odd indeed to most of us, but three or four centuries ago such beliefs were commonplace among those who concerned themselves with the mystic power of numbers."

There are three letters in God said ZedAliz and four in Gods and four + three are seven

 

One again the Alizzed shows an emphasized hand 

 

The Complete Fortune Teller

Francis x King

Page 166

"A 'magical square'is one in which the numbers in any particular row, whether across, perpendicular or

diagonal, add up to the same figure. In the case of the square shown in Durer's engraving

the signifi-cant number is 34.."

 

The point of no return writ the scribe

 34 . . . . . 3 + 4 = 7

The number of letters in 34 . . . 6 in thirty and 4 in four 6 + 4 = 10

Number of letters in 3 and 4 . . . Three holds 5 letters and four 4 . . . 5 + 4 = Nine

 

THE MAGIC MOUNTAIN

Thomas Mann 1924

 

Penguin Classics Rear page comment /

"…The Magic Mountain is in Mann's own words 'a dialectic novel'.

'The setting'… 'is a sanatorium high in the Swiss Alps; and it is into this rarefied and extra-mundane atmosphere, devoted to and organized in the service of ill-health, that young Hans Castorp comes,intending at first to stay for three weeks but remaining seven years. With him are a cosmopolitan collection of people: an Italian liberal, a Jew turned Jesuit, a doctor, a seductive Russian woman, and his cousin Joachim who desperately longs for action and returns to the 'lower realities' of the world, only coming back to the sanatorium to die. Their occupation is discussion, and in this they indulge relentlessly and with an Olympian arrogance and detachment from the outer world..."

 

Page 10 Chapter 1

"…Number 34… "

 

Page 653 Chapter VII

"…Highly Questionable…"

"…EDHIN KROKOWSKI'S lectures had in the swift passage of the years taken an unexpected turn His researches, which dealt with psycho-analysis and the dream-life of humanity, had always had a subterranean, not to say catacombish character;but now by a transition so gradual that one scarcely marked it, they had passed over to the frankly supernatural, and his fortnightly lectures in the dining-room - the prime attraction of the house, the pride of the prospectus, delivered in a drawling foreign voice, in frock coat and sandals from behind a little covered table, to the rapt and motionless Berghof audience- these lectures no longer treated of the disguised activities of love and the retransformation of the illness into the conscious emotion. They had gone on to the ex-traordinary phenomena of hypnotism and somnambulism, telep-athy, "dreaming true" and second sight; the marvels of hysteria, the expounding of which widened the philosophic horizon to such an extent that suddenly before the listener's eyes would glitter / Page 654 / darkly puzzles like that of the relation of matter to the psychical, yes even the puzzle of life itself, which it appeared, was easier to approach by uncanny, even morbid paths than by the way of health…"

"… The field of his study had always been those wide, dark tracts of the human soul, which one had been used to call the subconsciousness, though they might perhaps be better called the superconsciousness, since from them sometimes emanates a know-ingness beyond anything of which the conscious intelligence is capable, and giving rise to the hypothesis that there may subsist connexions and associations between the lowest and least illumined regions of the individual soul and a wholly knowing All-soul. The province of the subconscious,"occult" in the proper sense of the word, very soon shows itself to be occult in the narrower sense as well, and forms one of the sources whence flow the phenomena we have agreed to characterize But that is not all. Whoever recognizes a symptom of organic disease as an effect of the conscious soul-life of forbidden and hystericized emotions, recognizes the creative force of the psychical within the material - a force which one is inclined to claim as a second source of magic phenomena. Idealist of the pathological, not to say patho-logical idealist, he sees himself at the point of departure of certain trains of thought which will shortly issue in the problem of existence, that is to say in the problem of the relation between spirit and matter. The materialist, son of a philosophy of sheer animal vigour can never be dissuaded from explaining spirit as a mere phosphorescent product of matter; whereas the idealist, proceed-ing from the principle of creative hysteria, is inclined, and very readily resolved, to answer the question of primacy in the exactly opposite sense. Take it all in all, there is here nothing less than the old strife over which was first, the chicken or the egg - a strife which assumes its extraordinary complexity from the fact / Page 655 / that no egg is thinkable except one laid by a hen, and no hen that has not crept out of a previously postulated egg. Well then, it was such matters as these that Dr. Krokowski discussed in his lectures. He came upon organically, legitimately - that fact cannot be over-emphasized. We will even add that he had already begun to treat of them before the arrival of Ellen Brand upon the scene of action, and the progress of matters into the empirical and experimental stage.

Who was Ellen Brand? We had almost forgotten that our readers do not know her, so familiar to us is the name. Who was she? Hardly anybody,at first glance. A sweet young thing of nineteen years a flaxen haired Dane,…"

"…Now this little Fraulein Brand, this friendly-natured little Danish bicycle-rider and stoop shouldered young counter jumper, had things about her, of which no one could have dreamed,…"

"…and these it became Dr. Krokowski's affair to lay bare in all their extraordinariness.

The learned man received his first hint in the course of a general evening conversation. Various guessing games were being played; hidden objects found by the aid of strains from the piano, which swelled higher when one approached the right spot, and died away when the seeker strayed away on a false scent. Then one person went outside and waited while it was decided what task he should perform; as, exchanging the rings of two selected persons; inviting someone to dance by making three bows before her; taking a / Page 656 / designated book from the shelves and presenting it to this or that person - and more of the same kind. It is worthy of remark that such games had not been the practice among the Bergof guests. Who had introduced them was not afterwards easy to decide;certainly it had not been Elly Brand, yet they had begun since her arrival. The participants were nearly all old friends of ours, among them Hans Castorp. They showed themselves apt in greater or lesser degree - some of them were entirely incapable. But Elly Brand's talent was soon seen to be surpassing,striking unseemly. Her power of finding hidden articles was passed over with ap-plause and admiring laughter. But when it came to a concerted series of actions they were struck dumb. She did whatever they had covenanted she should do, did it directly she entered the room; with a gentle smile, without hesitation, without the help of music.She fetched a pinch of salt from the dining room, sprinkled it over Lawyer Paravant's head, took him by the hand, led him to the piano and played the beginning of a nursery ditty with his forefinger: then brought him back to his seat curtseyed, fetched a footstool and finally seated herself at his feet, all of that being precisely what they had cudgelled their brains to set her for a task.

She had been listening.

She reddened.With a sense of relief at her embarrassment they began in chorus to chide her; but she assured them she had not blushed in that sense. She had not listened, not outside, not at the door, truly, truly she had not!

Not outside not at the door?

"Oh, no" - she begged their pardon. She had listened after she came back in the room she could not help it.

How not help it?

Something whispered to her, she said it whispered and told her what to do, softly but quite clearly and distinctly.

Obviously that was an admission. In a certain sense she was aware, she had confessed, that she had cheated. She should have said beforehand that she was no good to play such a game, if she had the advantage of being whispered to . A competition loses all sense if one of the competitors has unnatural advantages over the others.In a sporting sense, she was straightway disqualified - but disqualified in a way that made chills run up and down their backs. With one voice they called on Dr.Krokowski, they ran to fetch him and he came. He was immediately at home in the situation, and stood there, sturdy, heartily smiling, in his very essence inviting confidence. breathless they told him they had / Page 657 / something quite abnormal for him an omniscient;, a girl with voices. Yes, yes? Only let them be calm, they should see. This was his native heath, quagrnirish and uncertain footing enough for the rest of them, yet he moved upon it with assured tread. He asked questions, and they told him. Ah there she was - come, my , child, is it true, what they are telling me? And he laid his hand on her head, as scarcely anyone could resist doing. Here was much ground for interest, none at all for consternation. He plunged the gaze of his brown, exotic eyes deep into Ellen Brand's blue ones, and ran his hand down over her shoulder and arm, stroking her gently. She returned his gaze with increasing subInission, her head inclined slowly toward her shoulder and breast. Her eyes were actually beginning to glaze, when the master made a careless out-ward motion with his hand before her face. Immediately there- after he expressed his opinion that everything was in perfect order, and sent the overwrought company off to the evening cure, with the exception of Elly Brand, with whom he said he wished to have a little chat.

A little chat. Quite so. But nobody felt easy at the word, it was just the sort of word Krokowski the merry comrade used by preference, and it gave them cold shivers. Hans Castorp, as he sought his tardy reclining-chair, remembered the feeling with which he had seen Elly's illicit achievements and heard her shame- faced explanation,.as though the ground were shifting under his feet, and givmg him a slIghtly qualmish feeling, a mild seasick-ness. He had never been in an earthquake, but he said to himself that one must experience a like sensation of unequivocal alarm. But he had also felt great curiosity at these fateful gifts of Ellen Brand, combined, it is true, with the knowledge that their field was with difficulty accessible to the spirit, and the doubt as to whether it was not barren, or even sinful, so far as he was con-cerned - all which did not prevent his feeling from being what in fact it actually was, curiosity. Like everybody else, Hans Ca-storp had, at his time of life, heard this and that about the mys-teries of nature, or the supernatural. We have mentioned the clairvoyante great-aunt, of whom a melancholy tradition had come down. But the world of the supernatural, though theoretically and objectively he had recognized its existence, had never come close to him, he had never had any practical experience of it. And his aversion from it, a matter of taste, an resthetic revulsion, a re-action of human pride - if we may use such large words in con-nexion with our modest hero - was almost as great as his curi-osity. He felt beforehand, quite clearly, that such experiences, / Page 658 / whatever the course of them, could never be anything but in bad taste, unintelligible and humanly valueless. Arid yet he was on fire to go through them. He .was aware that his alternative of "barren" or else "sinful," bad enough in itself, was in reality not an alternative at all, since the two ideas fell together, and calling a thing spiritually unavailable was only an a-moral way of expressing its forbidden character. But the "placet experiri" planted in Hans Castorp's mind by one who would surely and re-soundingly have reprobated any experimentation at all in this field was planted firmly enough. By little and little his morality and his curiosity approached. and overlapped, or had probably always done so; the pure curiosity of inquiring youth on its travels, which had already brought him pretty close to the forbidden field, what time he tasted the mystery of personality, and for which he had even claimed the justification that it too was almost military in character, in that it did not weakly avoid the forbidden, when it presented itself. Hans Castorp came to the final resolve not to avoid; but to stand his ground if it came to more developments in the case of Ellen Brand.

Dr. Krokowski had issued a strict prohibition against any further experimentation on the part of the laity upon Fraulein Brand's mysterious gifts. He had pre-empted the child for his scientific use, held sittings with her in his analytical oubliette, hypnotized her, it was reported, in an effort to arouse and discipline her slum- bering potentialities, to make researches into her previous psychic life. Hermine Kleefeld, who mothered and patronized the child, tried to do the same; and under the seal of secrecy a certain number of facts were ascertained, which under the same seal she spread throughout the house, even unto the porter's lodge. She learned, for example, that he who - or that which - whispered the answers into the little one's ear at games was called Holger. This Holger was the departed and etherealized spirit of a young man, the familiar, something like the guardian angel, of little Elly. So it was he who had told all that about the pinch of salt and the tune played with Lawyer Paravant's forefinger? Yes, those spirit lips, so close to her ear that ther were like a caress, and ticklea a little, making her smile, had whispered her what to do. It must have been very nice when she was in school and had not prepared her lesson to have him tell her the answers. Upon this point Elly was silent. Later she said she thought he would not have been allowed. It would be forbidden to him to mix in such serious matters - and moreover, he would probably not have known the answers himself.

/ Page 659 / It was learned, further, that from her childhood up Ellen had had visions, though at widely separated intervals of time; visions, visible and invisible. What sort of thing were they, now - in- visible visions? Well, for example: when she was a girl of sixteen, she had been sitting one day alone in the living-room of her par-ents' house, sewing at a round table, with her father's dog Freia lying near her on the carpet. The table was covered with a Turk- ish shawl, of the kind old women wear three-cornered across their shoulders. It covered the table diagonally, with the corners some-what hanging over. Suddenly Ellen had seen the comer nearest her roll slowly up. Soundlessly, carefully, and evenly it turned itself up, a good distance toward the centre of the table, So that the resultant roll was rather long; and while this was happening, the dog Freia started up wildly, bracing her forefeet, the hair rising on her body. She had stood on her hind legs, then run howling into the next room and taken refuge under a sofa. For a whole year thereafter she could not be persuaded to set foot in the living-room.

Was it Holger, Fraulein KIeefeld asked, who had rolled up the cloth? Little Brand did not know. And what had she thought about. the affair? .But since it was absolutely impossible to think anything about it, little Elly had thought nothing at all. Had she told her parents? No. That was odd. Though so sure she had thought nothing about it, Elly had had a distinct impression, in this and similar cases, that she must keep it to herself, make a profound and shamefaced secret of it. Had she taken it. much to heart? No, not particularly. What was there about the rolling up of a cloth to cake to heart? But other things she. had - for ex- ample, the following:

A year before, in her parent's house at Odense, she had risen, as was her custom, in the cool of the early morning and left her room on the ground-floor, to go up to the breakfast-room, in order to brew the morning co.ffee before her parents rose. She had almost reached the landing, .where the stairs turned, when she saw standing there close by the steps her elder sister Sophie, who had married and gone to America to live. There she was, her physical presence, in a white gown, with, curiously enough, a garland of moist water-lilies on her head, her hands folded against one shoulder, and nodded to her sister. Ellen, rooted to the spot, half joyful, half terrified, cried out: ".Oh, Sophie, is that you? " Sophie had nodded once again, and dissolved. She became gradually transparent, soon she was only visible as an ascending current of warm air, then not visible at all, so that Ellen's / Page 660 / path was clear. Later it transpired that Sister Sophie had died of heart trouble in New Jersey, at that very hour.

 Hans Castorp, when Frauleinl Kleefeld related this to him, ex-pressed the view that there was some sort of sense in it: the apparition here, the death there - after all, they did hang together.And he consented to be present at a spiritualistic sitting, a table tipping, glass-moving game which they had determined to undertake with Ellen Brand, behind Dr Kronowski's back, and in defiance of his jealous prohibition.

A small and select group assembled for the purpose, their theatre being Fraulein Kleefeld's room. Besides the hostess, Fraulein Brand, and Hans Castorp, there was only Frau Stohr, Fraulein Levi, Herr Albin, the Czech Wenzel,and Dr.Ting-Fu. In the evening, on the stroke of ten, they gathered privily, and in whispers mustered the apparatus Hermine had provided, consisting of a medium-sized round table without a cloth, placed in the centre of the room, with a wine glass upside-down upon it, the foot in the air. Round the edge of the table, at regular intervals, were placed twenty-six little bone counters, each with a letter of the alphabet written on it in pen and ink.Fraulein Kleefeld served tea, which was gratefully received, as Frau Stohr and Fraulein Levi,despite the harmlessness of the undertaking, complained of cold feet and palpitations. Cheered by the tea, they took their places about the table, in the rosy twilight dispensed by the pink-shaded table-lamp, as Fraulein Kleefeld, in concession to the mood of the gath-ering, had put out the ceiling light; and each of them laid a finger of his right hand lightly on the foot of the wineglass. This was the prescribed technique.They waited for the glass to move.

That should happen with ease ,The top of the table was smooth, the rim of the glass well ground, the pressure of the tremulous fingers, however lightly laid on, certainly unequal, some of it being exerted vertically, some rather sidewise, and probably in sufficient strength to cause the glass finally to move from its posi-tion in the centre of the table. On the periphery of its field it would come in contact with the marked counters ; and if the letters on these, when put together, made words that conveyed any sort of sense, the resultant phenomena would be complex and contaminate, a mixed product of conscious, half-conscious, and unconscious elements; the actual desire and pressure of some, to whom the wish was father to the act, whether or not they were aware of what they did ; and the secret acquiescence of some dark stratum in the soul of the generality, a common if subterranean effort toward seemingly strange experiences, in which the sup- / Page 661 / pressed self of the individual was more or less involved, most strongly, of course, that of little Elly. This they all knew be- forehand - Hans Castorp even blurted out something of the sort ,after his fashion, as they sat and waited. The ladies palpitation and cold extremities the forced hilarity of the men, arose from their knowledge that they were come together in the night to embark on an unclean traffic with their own natures, a fearsome prying into unfamiliar regions of themselves, and that they were awaiting the appearance of those illusory or half-realities which we call magic. It was almost entirely for form's sake' and came about quite conventionally, that they asked the spirits of the departed to speak to them through the movement of the glass. Herr Albin offered to be spokesman and deal with such spirits as mani-fested themselves - he had already had a little experience at seances.

Twenty minutes or more went by. The whisperings had run dry, the first tension relaxed. They supported their right arms at the elbow with their left hands. The Czech Wenzel was almost dropping off. Ellen Brand rested her finger lightly on the glass and directed her pure, childlike gaze away into the rosy light from the table lamp.

Suddenly the glass tipped, knocked,and ran away from under their hands. They had difficulty in keeping their fingers on it. It pushed over to the very edge of the table, ran along it for a space, then slanted back nearly to the middle; tapped again and remained quiet

They were all startled ; favourably, yet with some alarm. Frau Stohr whimpered that she would like to stop, but they told her she should have thought of that before, she must just keep quiet now. Things seemed in train. They stipulated that, in order to answer yes or no the glass need not run to the letters, but might give one or two knocks instead.

Is there an Intelligence present? Herr Albin asked, severly directing his gaze over their heads into vacancy. After some hesitation, the glass tipped and said yes.

" What is your name?" Herr Albin asked, almost gruffly, and emphasized his energetic speech by shaking his head.

The glass pushed off. It ran with resolution from one point to another, executing a zig zag by returning each time a little distance towards the centre of the table. It visited H, O,and L, then seemed exhausted; but pulled itself together again and sought out the G, and E, and the R. .Just as they thought. It was Holger in person, the spirit Holger, who understood such matters as the / Page 662 pinch of salt and that, but knew better than to mix into lessons at school. He was there, floating in the air, above the heads of the little circle. What should they do with him? A certain diffidence possessed them, they took counsel behind their hands, what they were to ask him. Herr Albin decided to question him about his position and occupation in life, and did so, as before, severely, with frowning brows; as though he were a cross-examining counsel.

The glass was silent awhile. Then it staggered over to the P, zigzagged and returned to O. Great suspense. Dr. Ting-Fu gig-gled and said Holger must be a poet. Frau Stohr began to laugh hysterically; which the glass appeared to resent, for after indi-cating the E it stuck and went no further. However, it seemed fairly clear that Dr. Ting-Fu was right.

What the deuce, so Holger was a poet? The glass revived, and superfluously, inapparent pridefulness, rapped yes. A lyric poet, Fraulein Kleefeld asked? She said ly - ric, as Hans Castorp in-voluntarily noted. Holger was disinclined to. specify. He gave no new answer, merely spelled out again, this time quickly and un-hesitatingly; the word poet, adding the T he had left off before.

Good, then, a poet. The constraint increased. It was a con-straint that in reality had to do with manifestations on the part of uncharted regions of their own inner, their subjective selves, but which, because of the illusory, half-actual conditions of these manifestations, referred itself to the objective and external. Did Holger feel at home, and content, in his present state? Dreamily, the glass spelled out the word tranquil. Ah, tranquil. It was not a word one would have hit upon oneself, but after the glass spelled it out, they found it well chosen and probable. And how long had Holger been in this tranquil state? The answer to this was again something one would never have thought of, and dreamily answered; it was " A hastening while." Very good. As a piece of ventriloquistic poesy from the Beyond, Hans Castorp, in particular, found it capital. A " hastening while" was the time-element Hol- ger lived in: and of course he had to answer as it were in parables, having very likely forgorten how to use earthly terminology and standards of exact measurement. Fraulein Levi confessed her curi-osity to know how he looked, or had looked, more or less. Had he been a handsome youth? Herr Albin said she might ask him her-self, he found the request beneath his dignity. So she asked if the spirit had fair hair.

"Beautiful brown, brown curls," the glass responded, delib-erately spelfing out the word brown twice. There was much merri- / Page 663 / ment over this. The ladies said they were in love with him. They kissed their hands at the ceiling. Dr. Ting-Fu, giggling said Mister Holger must be rather vain.

Ah, what a fury the glass fell into! It ran like mad about the table, quite at random, rocked with rage, fell over and rolled into Frau Stohr's lap who stretched out her arms and looked down at it pallid with fear. They apologetically conveyed it back to its station, and rebuked the chinaman. How had he dared to say such a thing - did he see what his indiscretion had led to? Suppose Hol-ger was up and off in his wrath, and refused to say another word! They addressed themselves to the glass with the extreme of cour-tesy. Would Holger not make up some poetry for them? He had said he was a poet, before he went to hover in the hastening while.Ah, how they all yearned to hear him versify! They would love it so!

And lo, the good glass yielded and said yes! Truly there was something placable and good-humoured about the way it tapped. And then Holger the spirit began to poetize, and kept it up, circumstantially, without pausing for thought, for dear knows how long . It seemed impossible to stop him. And what a suprising poem it was, this ventriloquist effort, delivered to the admiration of the circle - stuff of magic, and shoreless as the sea of which it largely dealt. Sea-wrack in heaps and bands along the narrow strand of the far flung bay; an islanded coast, girt by steep, cliffy dunes. Ah see the dim green distance faint and die into eternity, while beneath broad veils of mist in dull carmine and milky radiancethe summer sun delays! to sink. No word can utter how and when the watery mirror turned from silver into untold changeful colour-play, to bright or pale, to spreading, opaline and moonstone gleams or how, mysteriously as it came, the voiceless magic died away. The sea slumbered yet the last traces of the sunset linger above and beyond. Until deep in the night it had not grown dark: a ghostly twilight reigns in the pine forrest on the downs, bleaching the sand until it looks like snow. A simulated winter forest all in silence, save where an owl wings rustling flight. Let us stray here at this hour - so soft the sand beneath our tread, so sublime, so mild the night! Far beneath us the sea respires slowly and murmers a long whisperings in its dream. Does it crave thee to see it again? Step forth to the sallow, glacierlike cliffs of the dunes, and climb quite up into the softness, that runs coolly into thy shoes.The land falls harsh and bushy steeply down to the pebbly shore, and still the parting remnants of the day haunt the edge of the vanishing sky. Lie down here in the sand! How cool as death it is, / Page 664 / how soft as silk, as flour! It flows in a colourless, thin stream from thy hand and makes a dainty little mound besides thee. Doest thou recognize it this tiny flowing ? It is the soundless, tiny stream through the hour-glass, that solemn, fragile toy that adorns the hermit's hut. An open book, a skull, and in its slender frame the double glass, holding a little sand, taken from eternity, to prolong here as time, its troubling, solemn, mysterious essence…

Thus Holger the spirit and his lyric improvisation, ranging with weird flights of thought from the familiar sea-shore to the cell of a hermit and the tools of his mystic contemplation. And there was more; more, human and divine, involved in daring and dreamlike terminology -over which the members of the little circle puzzled endlessly as they spelled it out;

Scarcely finding time for hurried though rapturous applause, so swiftly did the glass zigzag back and forth, so swiftly the words rollon and on. There was no dis-tant prospect of a period, even at the end of an hour. The glass improvised inexhaustably of the pangs of birth and the first kiss of lovers; the crown of sorrows, the fatherly goodness of God; plunged into the mysteries of creation, lost itself in other times and lands, in interstellar space; even mentioned the Chaldeans and the zodiac; and would most certainly have gone on all night, if the conspiritors had not taken their fingers from the glass, and expressing their gratitude to Holger, told him that must suffice them for the time, it had been wonderful beyond their wildest dreams, it was an everlasting pity there had been no one at hand to take it down, for now it must inevitably be forgotten, yes alas, they had already forgotten most of it, thanks to its quality which made it hard to retain, as dreams are. Next time they must ap-point an amanuesis to take it down, and see how it would look in black and white, and read connectedly. For the moment how-ever, and before Holger withdrew to the tranquillity of his hasten-ing while, it would be better, and certainly most amiable of him, if he would consent to answer a few practical questions. They scarcely as yet knew what, but would he at least be in principle inclined to do so, in his great amiability?

The answer was yes. But now they discovered a great perplex-ity what should they ask? It was as in the fairy-story, when the fairy or elf grants one question, and there is danger of letting the precious advantage slip through the fingers. There was much in the world much of the future, that seemed worth knowing, yet it was so difficult to choose. At length, as no one seemed able to settle, Hans Castorp, with his finger on the glass, supporting his cheek on his fist, said he would like to know what was to be / Page 665 / the actual length of his stay up here, instead of the three weeks originally fixed.

Very well since they thought of nothing better, let the spirit out of the fullness of his knowledge answer this chance query. The glass hesitated then pushed off. It spelled out something very queer, which none of them succeeded in fathoming, it made the word , or the syllable Go, and then the word Slanting and then something about Hans Castorp's room. That was to say, through number thirty-four. What was the sense of that ? As they sat puzzling and shaking their heads, suddenly there came the heavy thump of a fist on the door.

They all jumped. Was it a surprise? Was Dr. Krokowski stand- ing without, come to break up the forbidden session? They looked up guiltily, expecting thc betrayed one to enter. But then came a crashing knock on the middle of the table, as if to testify that the first knock too had come from the inside and not the outside of the room.

They accused Herr Albin of perpetrating this rather contempt-ible jest, but he denied it on his honour; and even without his word they all felt fairly certain no one of their circle was guilty. Was it Holger, then? They looked at Elly, suddenly struck by her silence. She was leaning back in her chair, with drooping wrists and finger-tips poised on the table-edge, her head bent on one shoulder, her eyebrows raised, her little mouth drawn down so that it looked even smaller, with a tiny smile that had something both silly and sly about it, and gazing into space with vacant, childlike blue eyes. They called to her, but she gave no sign of consciousness. And suddenly the night-table light went out.

Went out? Frau Stohr, beside herself, made great outcry, for she had heard the switch turned. The light, then, had not gone out, but been put out, by a hand - a hand which one characterized afar off in calling it a " strange " hand. Was it Holger's? Up to then he had been so mild, so tractable, so poetic - but now he seemed to degenerate into clownish practical jokes. Who knew that a hand which could so roundly thump doors and tables, and knav-ishly turn off lights, might not next catch hold of someone's throat? They called for 'matches, for pocket torches. Fraulein Levi shrieked out that someone had pulled her front hair. Frau Stohr made no bones of calling aloud on God in her distress: "0 Lord, forgive me this once! "she moaned, and whimpered for mercy in-stead of justice, well knowing she had tempted hell. .It was Dr. Ting-Fu who hit on the sound idea of turning on the ceiling light; / Page 666 /  the room was brilliantly illuminated straightway. They now es-tablished that the lamp on the night-table had not gone out by chance, but been turned off, and only needed to have the switch turned back in order to burn again. But while this was happening, Hans Castorp made on his own account a most singular discovery, which might be regarded as a personal attention on the part of the dark powers here manifesting themselves with such childish per-versity. A light object lay in his lap; he discovered it to be the "souvenir" which had once so surprised his uncle when he lifted it from his nephew's table: the glass diapositive of Clavdia Chau- chat's x-ray portrait. .Quite uncontestably he, Hans Castorp,had not carried it into the room.

He put it into his pocket, unobservably. The others were busied about Ellen Brand, who remained sitting in her place in the same state, staring vacantly, with that curious simpering expression. Herr Albin blew in her face and imitated the upward sweeping motion of Dr. Krokowski, upon which she roused, and inconti-nently wept a little. They caressed and comforted her, kissed her on the forehead and sent her to bed. Fraulein Levi said she was willing to sleep with Frau Stohr, for that abject creature confessed she was too frightened to go to bed alone. Hans Castorp, with his retrieved property in his breast pocket, had no objection to finish-ing off the evening with a cognac in Herr Albin's room. He had discovered, in fact, that this sort of thing affected neither the heart nor the spirits so much as the nerves of the stomach - a retroactive effect, like seasickness, which sometimes troubles the traveller with qualms hours after he has set foot on shore.

His curiosity was for the time quenched. Holger's poem had not been so bad; but the anticipated futility and vulgarity of the scene as a whole had been so unmistakable that he felt quite will-ing to let it go at these few vagrant sparks of hell-fire. Herr Set- tembrini, to whom he related his experiences, strengthened this conviction with all his force. "That,'"he cried out, "was all that was lacking. Oh, misery, misery! " And cursorily dismissed little EIly as a thorough-paced impostor.

His pupil said neither yea nor nay to that. He shrugged his shoulders, and expressed the view that we did not seem to be alto- gether sure what constituted actuality, nor yet, in consequence, what imposture. Perhaps the boundary line was not constant. Per- haps there were transitional stages between the two, grades of actuality within nature; nature being as she was, mute, not sus- ceptible of valuation, and thus defying distinctions which in any case, it seemeed to him, had a strongly moralizing flavour. What / Page 667 / did Herr Settembrini think about" delusions "; which were a mix-ture of actuality and dream, perhaps less strange in nature than to our crude, everyday processes of thought? The mystery of life was literally bottomless. What wonder, then, if sometimes illusions - arose - and so on and so forth, in our hero's genial, confiding, loose and flowing style.

Herr Settembrini duly gave him a dressing-down, and did pro-duce a temporary reaction of the conscience, even something like a promise to steer clear in the future of such abominations. " Have respect," he adjured him, " for your humanity, Engineer! Confide In your God-given power of clear thought, and hold In abhorrence these luxations of the brain, these miasmas of the spirit! Delusions?

The mystery of life? Caro mio! When the moral courage to make decisions and distinctions between reality and deception degen- erates to that point, then there is an end of life, of judgment, of the creative deed: the process of decay sets in, moral scepsis, and does its deadly work." Man, he went on to say, was the measure of things. His right to recognize and to distinguish between good and evil, reality and counterfeit, was indefeasible; woe to them who dared to lead him astray in his belief in this creative right. Better for them that a millstone be; hanged about their necks and that they be drowned in the depth of the sea.

Hans Castorp nodded assent - and in fact did for a while keep aloof from all such undertakings.. He heard that Dr. Krokowskj had begun holding seances with Ellen Brand in his subterranean cabinet, to which cettain chosen ones of the guests were invited. But he nonchalantly put aside the invitation to join them - natu-rally not without hearing from them and from Krokowski him-self something about the success they were having. It appeared that there had been wild and arbitrary exhibitions of power, like those in Friiulein Kleefeld's room: knockings on walls and table, the turning off of the lamp, and these as well as further manifesta-tions were being systematically produced and investigated, with every possible safeguarding of their genuineness, after Com-rade Krokowski had practised the approved technique and put little Elly into her hypnotic sleep. They had discovered that the process was facilitated by music; and on these evenings the gramo-phone was pre-empted by the circle and carried down into the basement. But the Czech Wenzel who operated it there was a not unmusical man, and would surely not injure or misuse the instru-ment; Hans Castorp might hand it over without misgiving. He even chose a suitable album of records, containing light music, dances, small overtures and suchlike tunable trifles. Little Elly / Page 668 /  made no demands on a higher art, and they served the purpose admirably.

To their accompaniment, Hans Castorp learned, a handkerchief had been lifted from the floor, of its own motion, or, rather, that of the "hidden hand" in its folds. The doctor's waste-paper- basket had risen to the ceiling; the pendulum of a clock been alter- nately.stopped and set going again "without anyone touching it," a table-bell "taken" and rung-these and a good many other turbid and meaningless phenomena. The learned master of cere-monies was in the happy position of being able to characterize them by a Greek word, very scientific and impressive. They were, so he explained in his lectures and in private conversatiqns, "tele-kinetic" phenomena, cases of movement from a distance; he asso-ciated them with a class of manifestations which were scientifically known as materializations, and toward which his plans and at-tempts with EIly Brand were directed. He talked to them about biopsychical projections of sub con-scious complexes into the objective; about transactions of which the medial constitution, the somnambulic state, was to be regarded as the source; and which one might speak of as objectivated dream- concepts, in so far as they confirmed an ideoplastic property of nature; a power, which under certain conditions appertained to thought, of drawing substance to itself, and clothing itself in tem-porary reality. This substance streamed out from the body of the medium, and developed extraneously into biological, living end-organs, these being the agencies which had performed the extraor-dinary though meaningless feats they witnessed in Dr. Krokowski's laboratory. Under some conditions these agencies might be seen or touched, the limbs left their impression in wax or plaster. But some-times the matter did not rest with such corporealization. Under certain conditions, human heads, faces, full-length phantoms mani- fested themselves before the eyes of the experimenters, even within certain limits entered into contact with them. And here Dr. Kra-kowski's doctrine began, as it were, to squint; to look two ways .at once. It took on a shifting and fluctuating character, like the method of treatment he had adopted in his exposition of the nature of love. It was no longer plain-sailing, scientific treatment of the objectively mirrored subjective content of the medium and her passive auxiliaries. It was a mixing in the game, at least sometimes, at least half and half, of entities from without and beyond. It dealt - at least possibly, if not quite adinittedly-with the non-vital, with existences that took advantage of a ticklish, mysteriously and momentarily favouring chance to return to substantiality and show / Page 669 /  themselves to their summoners - in brief, with the spiritualistic invocation of the departed.

Such manifestations it Was that Comrade Krokowski, with the assistance of his followers, was latterly striving to produce; stur~ dily, with his ingratiating smile, challenging their cordial confi-dence, thoroughly at home; for his own person, in this questionable morass of the subhuman, and a born leaaer for the tImId and compunctious in the regions where they now moved. He had laid him~ self out to develop and discipline the extraordinary powers of Ellen Brand and, from what Hans Castorp could hear fortune smiled upon his efforts. Some of the party had felt the touch of materialized hands. Lawyer Paravant had received out of trans- cendency a sounding slap on the cheek, arid had countered with scientific alacrity, yes, had even eagerly turned the other cheek, heedless of his quality as gentleman, jurist, and one-time member of a duelling corps, all of which would have constrained him to quite a different line of conduct had the blow been of terrestrial origin. A. K. Ferge, that good-natured martyr, to whom all" high- brow" thought was foreign, had one evening held such a spirit hand in his own, and established by sense of touch that it was whole and well shaped. His clasp had been heart-felt to the limits of respect; but it had in some indescribable fashion escaped him. A considerable period elapsed, some two months and a half of bi-weekly sittings, before a hand of other-worldly origin, a young man's hand, it seemed, came fingering over the table, in the red glow of the paper-shaded lamp, and, plain to the eyes of all the circle, left its imprint in an earthenware basin full of flour. And eight days later a troop of Krokowski's workers, Herr Albin, Frau Stohr, the Magnuses, burst in upon Hans Castorp where he sat dozing toward midnight in the biting cold of his balcony, and with every mark of distracted and feverish delight, their words tum-bling over one another, announced that they had seen Elly's Hol-ger he had showed his head over the shoulder of the little me-dium, and had in truth " beautiful brown, brown curls." He had smiled with such unforgettable, gentle melancholy as he vanished!

Hans Castorp found this lofty melancholy scarcely consonant with Holger's other pranks, his impish and simple-mmded tricks, the anything but gently melancholy slap he had given Lawyer Paravant and the latter had pocketed up. It was apparent that one must not demand consistency of conduct. Perhaps they were deal- ing with a temperament like that of the little hunch-backed man in the nursery song, with his pathetic wickedness and his craving for intercession. Holger's admirers had no thought for all this. / Page 670 / What they were detennined to do was to persuade Hans Castorp to rescind his decree; positively, now that everything was so bril- liantly in train, he must be present at the next seance. Elly, it seemed, in her trance had promised to materialize the spirit of any departed person the circle chose.

Any departed person they chose? Hans Castorp still showed reluctance. But tliat it might be any person they chose occupied his mind to such an extent that in the next three days he came to a different conclusion. Strictly speaking it was not three days, but as many minutes, which brought about the change. One evening, in a solitary hour in the music-room, he played again the record that bore the imprint of Valentine's personality, to him so pro-foundly moving. He sat there listening to the soldierly prayer ot the hero departing for the field of honour:

"If God should summon me away,

Thee I would watch and guard alway,

0 Marguerite! "

and, as ever, Hans Castorp was tilled by emotion at the sound, an emotion which this time circumstances magnified and as it were condensed into a longing; he thought: "Barren and sinful or no, it would be a marvellous thing, a darling adventure! And he, as I know him, if he had anything to do with it, would not mind." He recalled that composed and liberal "Certainly, of course," he had heard in the darkness of the x-ray laboratory, when he asked Joa-chim if he might commit certain optical indiscretions.

The next morning he announced his willingness to take part in the evening seance; and half an hour after dinner joined the group of familiars of the uncanny, who, unconcernedly chatting, took their way down to the basement. They were all old inhabitants, the oldest of the old, or at least of long standing in the group, like the Czech Wenzel and Dr. Ting-Fu; Ferge and Wehsal, Lawyer Paravant, the ladies Kleefeld and Levi, and, in addition, those per-sons who had come to his balcony to announce to him the appari-tion of Holger's head, and of course the medium, Elly Brand;

That child of the north was already in the doctor's charge when Hans Castorp passed through the door with the visiting-card: the doctor, in his black tunic, his arm laid fatherly across her shoulder, stood at the foot of the stair leading from the basement floor and welcomed the guests, and she with him. Everybody greeted every-body else, with surprising hilarity and expansiveness - it seemed to be the common aim to keep the meeting pitched in a key free from all solemnity or constraint. They taIked in loud, cheery voices; / Page 671 / poked each other in the ribs, showed everyway how perfectly at ease they felt. Dr. Krokowski's yellow teeth kept gleaming in his beard with every hearty, confidence-inviting smile; he repeated his "Wel-come " to each arrival, with special fervour in Hans Castorp's case - who, for his part, said nothing at all, and whose manner was hesitating. "Courage, comrade," Krokowski's ener-getic and hospitable nod seemed to be saying, as he gave the young man's hand an almost violent squeeze. No need here to hang the head, here is no cant nor sanctimoniousness, nothing but the blithe and manly spirit of disinterested research. But Hans Castorp felt none the better for all this pantomime. He summed up the resolve formed by the memories of the x-'ray cabinet; but the train of thought hardly fitted with his present frame; rather he was re- minded of the peculiar and unforgettable mixture of feelings- nervousness, pridefulness, curiosity, disgust, and awe - with which, years ago, he had gone with some fellow students, a little tipsy, to a brothel in Sankt-Pauli.

As everyone was now present, Dr. Krokowski selected two controls - they were, for the evening, Frau Magnus and the ivory Levi - to preside over the physical examination of the medium, and they withdrew to the next room. Hans Castorp and the re- maining nine persons awaited in the consulting-room the issue of the austerely scientific procedure - which was invariably without any result whatever. The room was familiar to him from the hours he had spent here, behind Joachim's back, in conversation with the psycho-analyst. It had a writing-desk, an arm-chair and an easy-chair for patients on the left, the window side; a library of refer- .ence-books on shelves to right and left of the side door, and in the further right-hand comer a chaise-longue, covered with oilcloth, separated by a folding screen from the desk and chairs. The doc-tor's glass instrument-case also stood in that comer, in another was a bust of Hippocrates, while an engraving of Rembrandt's "Anatomy Lesson" hung above the gas fire-place on the right side wall. It was an ordinary consulting-room, like thousands more; but with certain temporary special arrangements. The round ma- hogany table whose place was in the centre of the room, beneath the electric chandelier, upon the red carpet that covered most of the floor, had been pushed forward against the left-hand wall, be-neath the plaster bust; while a smaller table, covered with a cloth and bearing a red-shaped lamp, had been set obliquely near the gas fire, which was lighted and giving out a dry heat. Another electric bulb, covered with red and further with a black gauze veil, hung above the table. On this table stood certain notorious objects: two / Page 672 / table-bells, of different patterns, one to shake and one to press, the plate with flour, and die paper-basket. Some dozen chairs of dif-ferent shapes and sizes surrounded the table in a half-circle, one end of which was formed by the foot of the chaise-longue, the other ending near the centre of the room, beneath the ceiling light. Here, in the neighbourhood of the last chair, and about half-way to the door, stood the gramophone; the album of light trifles lay on a chair next it. Such were the arrangements. The red lamps were not yet lighted, the ceiling light was shedding an effulgence as of common day, for the window, above the narrow end of the writ-ing-desk, was shrouded in a dark covering, with its open-work cream-coloured blind hanging down in front of it.

After ten minutes the doctor returned with the three ladies. Elly's outer appearance had changed: she was not wearing her ordinary clothes, but a night-gownlike garment of white crepe, girdled about the waist by. a cord, leaving her slender arms bare. Her maidenly breasts showed themselves soft and unconfined be-neath this garment, it appeared she wore little else.

They all hailed her gaily. "Hullo, Elly!,How lovely she looks again! A perfect fairy! Very pretty, my angel! " She smiled at their compliinents to her attire, probably well knowing it became her. "Preliminary control negative," Krokowski announced. " Let's get to work, then, comrades," he said. Hans Castorp, con-scious of being disagreeably affected by the doctor's manner of address, was about to follow the example of the others, who, shout-ing, chattering, slapping each other on the shoulders, were settling themselves in the circle of chairs, when the doctor addressed him personally.

" My friend," said he, "you are a guest, perhaps a novice, in our midst, and therefore I should like, this evening, to pay you special honour. I confide to you the control of the medium. Our practice is as follows." He ushered the young man toward the end of the circle next the chaise-longue and the screen, where EIIy was seated on an ordinary cane chair, witb her .face turned rather toward the entrance door than to the centre of the room. He himself sat down close in front of her in another such chair, and clasped her hand, at the same time holding both her knees firmIy between his own. "Like' that," he .said, and gave his place to Hans Castorp, who assumed the same position. " You'll grant that the arrest is complete. But we shall give you assistance too. Fraulein KIeefeld,

may I implore you to lend us your aid?" And the lady thus courteousfy and. exotically entreated came and sat down, clasping Elly's fragile wrists, one in each hand. /

 Page 673 / Unavoidable that Hans Castorp should look into the face of the young prodigy, fixed as it was so immediately before his own. Their eyes met - but Elly's slipped aside and gazed with natural self-consciousness in her lap. She was smiling a little affectedly, with her lips slightly pursed, and her head on one side, as she had at the wineglass seance. And Hans Castorp was reminded, as he- saw her, of something else: the look on Karen Karstedt's face, a smile just like that, when she stood with.Joachim and himself and regarded the unmade grave in the Dorf graveyard.

The circle had sat down. They were thirteen persons; not count-ing the Czech Wenzel, whose function it Was to serve Polyhymnia, and who accordingly, after putting his instrument in readiness, squatted with his guitar at the back of the circle. Dr. Krokowski sat beneath the chandelier, at the other end of the row, after he had turned on both red lamps with a single switch, and turned off the centre light. A darkness, gently aglow, layover the room, the corners and distances were obscured. Only the surface of the little table arid its inimediate vicinity were illumined by a pale rosy light. During the next few minutes one scarcely saw one's neighbours; then their eyes slowly accustomed themselves to the darkness and made the best use of the light they had - which was slightly reinforced by the small dancing flames from the chimney-piece.

The doctor devoted a few words to this matter of the lighting, and excused its lacks from the scientific point of view. They must take care not to interpret it in the sense of deliberate mystifica-tion and scene-setting. With the best will in the world they could not, unfortunately, have more light for the present. The nature of the powers they were to study would not permit of their being . developed with white light, it was not possible thus to produce the desired conditions. This was a fixed postulate, with which they must for the present reckon. Hans Castorp, for his part, was quite satisfied. He liked the darkness, it mitigated the queerness of the situation. And in its justification he recalled the darkness of the x.ray room, and"how they had collected themselves, and " washed their-eyes " in it, before they "saw."

The medium, Dr. Krokowski went on, obviously addressing his words to Hans Castorp in particular, no longer needed to be put in the trance by the physician. She fell into it herself, as the con-trol would see, and once she had done so, it would be her guardian spirit Holger, who spoke with her voice, to, whom, and not to Her, they should address themselves. Further, It was an error, which might result in failure, to suppose that one must bend mind or will / Page 674 / upon the'expected phenomena. On the contrary, a slighrly dif. fused attention, with conversation, was recommended. And Hans Castorp was cautioned, whatever else he did, not to lose control of the medium's extremities.

"We will now form the chain," finished Dr. Krokowski; and they did so, laughing when they could not find each other's hands in the dark. Dr. Ting-Fu, sitting next Hermine Kleefeld, laid his right hand on her shoulder and reached his left to Herr Wehsal, who came next. Beyond him were Herr and Frau Magnus, then A. K. Ferge; who, if Hans Castorp mistook not, held the hand of the ivory Levi on his right - and so on. "Music! "the doctor com-manded, and behind him his neighbour the Czech set the instru-ment in motion and placed the needle on the disk. "Talk!", Krokowski bade them, and as the first bars of an overture by Mil-locker were heard, they obedienrly bestirred themselves to make conversation, about nothing at all: the winter snow-fall, the last course at dinner, a newly arrived patient, a: departure, "wild" or otherwise - artificially sustained, half drowned by the music, and lapsing now and again. So some minutes passed.

The record had not run out before ElIy shuddered violently. A trembling ran through her, she sighed, the upper pari: of her body sank forward so that her forehead rested against Hans Ca-storp's, and her arms, together with those of her guardians, began to make extraordinary pumping motions to and fro.

" Trance," announced the Kleefeld. The music stopped, so also the conversation. In the abrupt silence they heard the baritone drawl of the doctor. "Is Holger present?' "

ElIy shivered again. She swayed in her chair. Then Hans Ca-storp felt her press his two hands with a quick, firm pressure.

" She pressed my hands," he informed them.

"He,' the doctor corrected him. "He pressed your hands. He is present. W el-come, Holger," he went on with unction." W el - come friend and fellow comrade, heartily, heartily wel-come. And remember, when you were last with us," he went on, and Hans Castorp remarked that he did not use the form of address common to the civilized West-" you promised to make visible to our mortal eyes some dear departed, whether brother soul or sister soul, whose name should be given to you by our circle. Are you willing? Do you feel yourself able to perform what you promised? "

Again ElIy shivered. She sighed and shivered as the answer came. Slowly she carried her hands and those of her guardians to her fore- / Page 675 / head, where she let them rest. Then close to Hans Castorp's ear she whispered: "Yes."

The warm breath irnmediatelr at his ear caused.in our friend that phenomenon of the epidernus popularly called goose-flesh, the nature of which the Hofrat had once explained to him. We men-tion this in order to make a distinction between the psychical and .the purely physical. There could scarcely be talk of fear, for our hero was in fact thinking: "Well, she is certainly biting off more than she can chew! " But then he was straightway seized with a mingling of sympathy and consternation springing from the con-fusing and illusory circumstance that a blood-young creature, whose hands he held in his, had just breathed a yes into his ear.

"He said yes," he reported, and felt embarrassed.

"Very well, then, Holger," spoke Dr. Krokowski. "We shall take you at your word. We are confident you will do your part. The name of the dear departed shall shortly be communicated to you. Comrades," he turned to the gathering, " out with it, now! Who has a wish? Whom shall our friend Holger show us? "

A silence followed; Each waited for the other to speak. Indi-vidually they had probably all questioned themselves, in these last few days; they knew whither their thoughts tended. But the call-ing back of the dead, or the desirability of calling them back, was a ticklish matter, after all. At bottom, and boldly confessed, the de-sire does not exist; it is a misapprehension precisely as impossible as the thing itself, as we should soon see if nature once let it happen. What we call mourning for our dead is perhaps not so much grief at not being able to call them back as it is gnef at not being able to want to do so.

This was what they were all obscurely feeling; and since it was here simply a question not of an actual return, but merely a theatri- cal staging of one, in which they should only see the departed, no more, the thing seemed humanly unthinkable; they were afraid to look into the face of him or her of whom they thought, and each one would willingly have resigned his right of choice to the next. Hans Castorp too, though there was echoing in his ears that large-hearted " Of course, of course " out of the past, held back, and at the last moment was rather inclined to pass the choice on. But the pause was too long; he turned his head toward their leader, and said; in a husky voice: "I should like to see my departed cousin, Joachim Ziemssen."

That was a relief to them all. Of those present, all excepting Dr. Ting-Fu, Wenzel, and the medium had known the person asked / Page 676 / for. The others, Ferge, Wehsal, Herr Albin, Paravant, Herr and Frau Magnus, Frau Stohr Frau!ein Levi, and the Kleefeld, loudly announced their satisfaction WIth the choice. Krokowski hImself nodded well pleased, though his relations with Joachim had always been rather cool, owing to the latter's reluctance in the matter of psycho-analysis.

" Very good indeed," said the doctor. "Holger, did you hear? The person named was a stranger to you in life. Do you know him in the Beyond, and are you prepared to lead him hither? "

Immense suspense. The sleeper swayed, sighed, and shuddered., She seemed to be seeking, to be struggling; falIing this way and that, whispering now to Hans Castorp, now to the Kleefeld, some-thing they could not catch. At last he received from her hands the pressure that meant yes. He announced himself to have done so, and-

" Very well;~then," cried Dr. Krokowski. "To work, Holgerl Music, " he cried. " Conversation! "and he repeated the injunction that no fixing of the attention, no strained anticipation was in place, but only an unforced and hovering expectancy.

And now followed the most extraordinary hours of our hero's young life. Yes, though his later fate is unclear, though at a certain moment in his destiny he will vanish from our eyes, we may as-sume them to have been the most extraordinary he ever spent.

They were hours - more than two of them, to be explicit, count-ing in a brief intermission in the efforts on Holger's part which now began, or rather, on "the girl EIly's - of work so hard and so prolonged that they were all toward the end inclined to be faint- hearted and despair of any result; out of pure pity, too, tempted to resign an attempt which seemed pitilessly hard, and beyond the delicate strength of her upon whom it was laid. We men, if we do not shirk oui humanity, are familiar with an hour of life when we know this almost intolerable pity, which, absurdly enough no one else can feel, this rebellious "Enough, no more! ' which is wrung' from us, though it is not enough, and cannot or will not be enough, until it comes somehow or other to its appointed end. The reader knows we speak of our husband- and fatherhood, of the act of birth, which Elly's wrestling did so unmistakably resemble that even he must recognize it who had never passed through this ex perience, even our young Hans Castorp; who, not having shirked life, now came to know,'in such a guise, this act, so full of orgamc mysticism. In what a guise! To what an end! Under what circum- stances! One could not regard as anything. less than scandalous the sights and sounds in this red-lighted lying-in chamber, the / Page 677 / maidenly form of the pregnant one, bare-armed, in flowing night-robe; and then by contrast the ceaseless and senseless gramophone music, the forced conversation which the circle kept up at com-mand, the cries of encouragement they ever and anon directed at the struggling one: "Hullo, Holger! Courage, man! It's coming, just keep it up, let it come, that's the way! " Nor do we except the person and situation of the " husband " - if we may regard in that "light our young friend, who had indeed formed such a wish-sitting there, with the knees of the little " mother " between his own, holding in his her hands, which were as wet as once little Leila's, so that he had constantly to be renewing his hold, not to let them slip.

For the gas fire in the rear of the circle radiated great heat.

Mystical, consecrate? Ah, no, it was all rather noisy and vulgar, there in the red glow, to which they had now so accustomed their eyes that they could see the whole room fairly well. The music and shouting were so like the revivalistic methods of the Salva- tion Army, they even made Hans Castorp think of the comparison, albeit he had never attended at a celebration by these cheerful zealots. It was in no eerie or ghostly sense that the scene affected the sympathetic one as mystic or mysterious, as conducing to solemmty; It was rather natural, organic - by VIrtue of the inti-mate association we have already referred to. Elly's exertions came in waves, after periods of rest, during which she hung sidewise from her chair in a totally relaxed and inaccessible condition, described by Dr. Krokowski as "deep trance." From this she would start up with a moan, throw herself about, strain and wrestle with her captors, whisper feverish, disconnected words, seem to be trying, with sidewise, jerking movements, to expel something; she would gnash her teeth, once even fastened them in Hans Castorp's sleeve.

This had gone on for more than an hour when the leader found it to the interest of all concerned to grant a brief intermission. The Czech Wenzel, who had introduced an enlivening variation by closing the gramophone and striking up very expertly on his guitar, laid that instrument aside. They alI drew a long breath and broke the circle. Dr. Krokowski strode over to the wall and switched on the ceiling lamp; the light flashed up glaringly, mak-ing them all blink. Elly, bent forward, her face almost in her lap, slumbered. She was busy too, absorbed in the oddest activity, with which the others appeared familiar, but which Hans Castorp watched with attentive wonder. For some minutes together she moved the hollow of her hand to and fro in the region of her hips: / Page 678 / carried the hand away from her body and then with scooping, raking motion drew it towards her, as though gathering some-thing and pulling it in. Then, with a series of starts, she camne to herself, blinked in her turn at the light with sleep-stiffened eyes and smiled.

She smiled affectedly, rather remotely. In truth, their solicitude. seemed wasted; she did not appear exhausted by her efforts. Per-haps she retained no memory of them. She sat down in the chair reserved for patients, by the writing-desk near the window, be-tween the desk and the screen about the chaise-longue; gave the chair a turn so that she could support her elbow on the desk and look into the room; and remained thus, receiving their sympa-thetic glances and encouraging nods, silent during the whole inter- mission, which lasted fifteen minutes.

It was a beneficent pause, relaxed, and filled with peaceful satis-faction in respect of work already accomplished. The lids of cigarette-cases snapped, the men smoked comfortably, and stand-ing in groups discussed the prospects of the seance. They were far from despairing or anticipating a negative result to their efforts. Signs enougn were present to prove such doubting uncalled for. Those sitting near the doctor, at the far end of the row, agreed that they had several times felt, quite unmistakably, that current of cool air which regularly whenever manifestations were under way streamed in a definite direction from the person of the medium. Others had seen light-phenomena, white spots, moving congloba- tions of forces showing themselves at intervals against the screen. In short, no faint-heartedness! No looking backward now they had put their hands to the plough. Holger had given his word they had no call to doubt that he would keep it.

Dr. Krokowski signed for the resumption of the sitting. He led Elly back to her martyrdom and seated her, stroking her hair. The others closed the circle. All went as before. Hans Castorp sug-gested that he be released from his post of first control, but Dr. Krokowski refused. He said he laid great stress on excluding, by immediate contact, every possibility of misleading .manipulation on the part of the medium. So Hans Castorp took up again his strange position vis-a-vis to ElIy; the white light gave place to rosy twilight, the music began again, the pumping motions; this time it was Hans Castorp who announced trance." The scandal-ous lying-in proceeded.

With what distressful difficulty! It seemed unwilling to take its course - how could it? Madness! What maternity was this, what delivery, of what should she be delivered? "Help, help," the child / Page 679 / moaned, arid her spasms seemed about to pass over into that dan-gerous and unavailing stage obstetricians call eclampsia. She called at intervals on the doctor, that he should put his hands on her. He did so, speaking to her encouragingly. The magnetic effect, if such it was, strengthened her to further efforts.

Thus passed the second hour, while the guitar was strummed or the gramophone gave out the contents of the album of light music into the twilight to which they had again accustomed their vision. Then came an episode, introduced by Hans Castorp. He supplied a stimulus by expressing an idea, a wish; a wish he had cherished from the beginning, and might perhaps have profitably expressed before now. Elly was lying with her face on their joined hands, in "deep trance." Herr Wenzel was just changing or re-versing the record when our friend summoned his resolution and said he had a suggestion to make, of no great importance, yet per-haps - possibly - of some avail. He had - that is, the house possessed among its volumes of records - a certain song, from Gounod's Faust, Valentine's Prayer, baritone with orchestral ac-companiment, very appealing. He, the speaker, thought they might try the record.

" Why that particular one? " the doctor asked out of the dark-ness.

" A question of mood. Matter of feeling," the young man re-sponded. The mood of the piece in question was peculiar to itself,

quite special - he suggested they should try it. Just possible, not out of the question, that its mood and atmosphere mIght shorten their labours.

." Is the record here? " the doctor inquired.

No, but Hans Castorp could fetch it at once.

"What are you thinking of? " Krokowski promptly repelled the idea. What? Hans Castor;p thought he mIght go and come again and take up his business where he had left it off? There spoke the voice of utter inexperience. Oh, no, it was impossible.. It would upset everything, they would have to begin all over. Scientific exactitude forbade them to think of any such arbitrary going in and out. The door was locked. He, the doctor, had the key in his pocket. In short, if. the record was not now in the room -

He was still talking when the Czech threw in, from the gramo- phone: "The record is here."

" Here? " Hans Castor;p asked.

"Yes, here it is, Faust, Valentine's Prayer." It had been stuck by mistake in the album of light music, not in the green album of arias, where it belonged; quite by chance - or mismanagement / Page 680 / or carelessness, in any case luckily - it had partaken of the general topsyturyyness, and here it was, needing omy to be put on.

What had Hans Castorpto say to that? Nothing. It was the doc-tor who remarked: "So much the better,"and some of the others chimed in. The needle scraped, the lid was put down. The male voice began to choral accompaniment: "Now the parting hour has come."

No one spoke. They listened, Elly, as the music resumed, re-newed her efforts. She started up convulsively, pumped, carried the slippery hands to her brow. The record went on, came to the. middle part, with skipping rhythm, the part about war and dan- ger, gallant, god-fearing, French. After that the finale, in full volume, the orchestrally supported refrain of the beginning..

" 0 Lord of heaven, hear me pray. . . ."

Hans Castorp had work with Elly. She raised herself, drew in a straggling breath, sighed a long, long, outward sigh, sank down and was still. He bent over her in concern, and as he did so, he heard Frau Stohr say, in a high, whining pipe: "Ziems - sen! "

He did not look up. A bitter taste came in his mouth. He heard another voice, a deep, cold voice, saying: "I've seen him a long time."

The record had run off, with a. last accord of horns. But no one stopped the machine. The needle went on scratching in the silence, as the disk whirred round. Then Hans Castorp raised his head, and his eyes went, without searching, the right way.

There was one more person in the room than before. There in the background, where the red rays lost themselves in gloom, so that the eye scarcely reached thither, between writing-desk and screen, in the doctor's consulting-chair, where in the intermission Elly had been sitting, Joachim sat. It was the Joachim of the last days, with hollow, shadowy cheeks, warrior's. beard and full curling lips. He sat leaning back, one leg crossed over the other, On his wasted face, shaded though it was by his bead-covering, Was plainIy seen the stamp of suffering, the expression of gravity and austerity which had beautified it. Two folds stood on his brow, between the eyes, that lay deep in their bony cavities; but there was no change in the mildness of the great dark orbs, whose quiet, friendly gaze sought out Hans Castorp, and him alone. That ancient grievance of the outstanding ears was still to be seen under the head-covering, his extraordinary head-covering, which they could not make out. Cousin Joachiin was not in mufti. His sabre seemed to be leaning against his leg, he held the handle, one thought to distinguish something like a pistol-case in his belt But that was / Page 681 / no proper uniforn1 he wore. No colour, no decorations; it had a collar like a litewka jacket, and side pockets. Somewhere low down on the breast was across. His feetlooked large, his legs very thin, they seemed to be bound or wound as for the business of sport more than war. And what was it, this headgear? It seemed as though Joachim had turned an arlmy cook-pot upside - down on his head, and fastened It under his chin wIth a band. Yet it looked quite properly warlike, like an old-fashioned foot-soldier, perhaps.

Hans Castorp felt Ellen Brand's breath on his hands. And near him the Kleefeld's rapid breathing. Other sound there was none, save the continued scraping of the needle on the run-down, ro-tating record, which nobody stopped. He looked at none of his company, would hear or see nothing of them; but across the hands and head on his knee leaned far forward and stared through the red darkness at the guest in the chair. It seemed one moment as though his stomach would turn over within him. His throat con- tracted and a four-or fivefold sob went through and through him. " Forgive me! " he whispered; then his eyes overflowed, he saw no more.

He heard breathless voices: "Speak to him! "he heard Dr. Kro-kowski's baritone voice summon him, formalIy, cheerily, and re- peat the request. Instead of complying, he drew his hands away from beneath EIly's face, and stood up.

Again Dr. Krokowski called upon his name, this time in moni-tory tones. But in two strides Hans Castorp was at the step by the entrance door and with one quick movement turned on the white light.

Fraulein Brand had collapsed. She was twitching convulsively in the Kleefeld's arms. The chair over there was empty.

Hans Castorp went up to the protesting Krokowski, close up to him. He tried to speak, but no words came. He put out his hand, with a brusque, imperative gesture. Receiving the key, he nodded several times, threateningly, close into the other's face; turned, and went out of-the room.