The true Lucifer of the archaic doctrine is contrary to what the theologians Des Mousseaux and Marquis De Merville suppose; he is edifying and essentially dignifying. He is certainly the allegory of righteousness, the extraordinary and marvellous symbol of the highest sacrifice (Christus-Lucifer of the Gnostics) and the god of wisdom under countless names.
Xolotl-Lucifer-Prometheus is one with the Platonic Logos. He is the minister of the Creator Demiurge, the resplendent lord of the seven mansions of Hades, and the sabbat or manifested world. To him are entrusted the sword and scale of cosmic justice, for he is the standard of weight, measurement, and number. He is always the ineffable Horus, Brahma, Ahura Mazda, and so on.
Lucifer-XolotI, Quetzalcoatl’s double, is the guardian of the keys to the door of the Lumisial, where only the anointed ones who possess the secret of Hermes can enter.
Those who dare to curse the Nahua Lucifer pronounce themselves against the cosmic reflection of the Logos; they anathematise the living God who manifests in matter and execrate the always-incomprehensible wisdom, which reveals itself in the opposites of light and darkness alike.
Adonai’s shadow is Satan’s glory and the Lord’s stool is Satan’s throne. Similarity, likeness, and resemblance: sun and shadow, day and night, law of the opposites.
There are two armies of the Logos or Demiurge Architect of the Universe: in the sublime boundaries, Michael’s warring hosts, and in the abyss of the manifested world, Satan’s legions.
These are the Unmanifested and the Manifested, the virginal one and the fallen in animal generation.
Unquestionably, only over Satan, never over the Logos, falls the shame of generation. The former lost his highest virginal state of Kumara when he ate the forbidden fruit.
With esoteric resurrection, the Nahua Lucifer regains the virginal state of Kumara.
The cornerstone of the Great Work is the Nahua Lucifer. The great kabir Jesus built his church upon this master stone, which is located by the sages in the depths of our sexual system.
The raw stone, before being cut for the Great Work, is certainly impure, material and coarse. For this reason, it is called the Devil.
To reiterate is sometimes indispensable. It is urgent to understand totally that each of us has his own Xolotl-Lucifer, individual, the total reflection of his own Logos.
Lucifer-Xolotl with the Aztec shape of the Luciferian dog, the terror of many people, usually enters the Euclidean three- dimensional space in order to become visible and tangible in the physical world.
Count Gaspar Moir de Loca, distinguished lord of by-gone times recounts how Prestigiar, Doctor Faust’s strange dog, behaved. That black dog with long hair and a penetrating stare was undoubtedly very intelligent.
One night, when the dog wanted to lie down in the main room of the luxurious mansion, Faust, in front of the Count, addressed Prestigiar and told him a word whose meaning was not understood by the Count, and the animal, with its tail between its legs, left the chambers.
This was strange behaviour for a dog. Frankly, it did not seem very natural to the Count. Doctor Faust, smiling, asked his friend how he liked his dog. The Count replied clearly that he would like to see it again.
Called by his master, the legendary dog leapt into the room and placed himself on a bench. The creature’s eyes looked like blazing coals of fire. It had a frightful aspect.
When Doctor Faust caressed the dog’s back, the fur of that mysterious dog changed colour; it became white, then yellow and finally red. The Count, a very mindful man, decided to keep a respectful silence. He then decided to change the conversation.
Thus, the dog participates in magic. It is a generous animal that, in ancient times, was always consecrated to the god Mercury. The high honour that ancient Egypt’s old hierophants gave to the dog is remarkable.
The harsh guardian of Aesculapius’ temple in the majestic Rome of the Caesars was usually a dog.
Speaking frankly and to the point, I emphatically state that the crucifixion of the dog is a tremendous paradox.
Human and divine beings know very well that every year one of those precious creatures was crucified. Dogs were thus implacably punished for the mistake of failing to warn the Romans of the Gauls arrival.
The sacred dogs of the temple of Vulcanus in the Etna were always religiously cared for.
Let us never forget that Cerberus, the guardian dog of hell, ‘welcomed those who entered and devoured mercilessly those who tried to leave.
Cerberus howls in that frightful den. With its barks, its three muzzles and its neck covered in snakes, it strikes terror into all defuncts.
Legends centuries old say that Cerberus was put to sleep by Orpheus’ lyre when he descended to the Tartarus to find Eurydice.
Undoubtedly, the Sibyl also put Xolotl-Lucifer-Cerberus to sleep with a paste of honey and poppy leaves. The extraordinary intervention of Cerberus in any funeral liturgy is well known.
In ancient times, the figure of a dog was put in the royal sepulchres, at the cold feet of the dead. This is a very meaningful and infernal symbol.
Let us not forget the hound, [related to] Can Grande della Scala, lord of Verona, Dante’s patron. It does not feed on dust or clay, but wisdom, love and virtue.
Lots of other animals participate in High Magic. The crow is the symbol of the corruption and death of all the inhuman elements we carry within. The white dove allegorises purity and chastity, as well as the Third Logos. The yellow eagle points out the proximity of success to the alchemist. The red pheasant, together with the royal purple [color] announces the completion of the Great Work to the wise.
The enigmatic and powerful Doctor Faust, venerable and xorable [sic] master, illustrious tahar [sic] lived comfortably and pleasantly as a well person. He assigned an occult role to animals and he liked to have them because he used them for his prodigies. In those times — 1528 — of nobility, blue blood, and various titles of honour, Faust performed extraordinary marvels in Prague’s courts.
Some spirited gentleman who lived happily in a splendid mansion called “Anchor House” in the street of the Castle, in Erkfurt (Johannes Faust, sorcerer and magician used to lodge there), had a great party.
It happened that the lords of the banquet began calling loudly for Faust at the opulent table. The host of the royal house told them that Faust, the man of the marvellous science, was in Prague.
The crowd, by now merry with wine, did not cease their boisterous call for Faust to attend the feast.
At that very same instant, someone knocked at the door of the royal castle. The servant saw through the window of the first floor that Faust was beside his horse in front of the door as if just dismounting, and was signaling for the door to be opened.
The attendant ran to warn his master. His master burst into laughter, saying that it was impossible because Doctor Faust was in Prague. Faust called out again from the threshold of the rich house. The master of the house turned to look outside. It was he! With the categorical command of feudal lords, he ordered the doors to be opened and to welcome him royally.
Doctor Johannes Faust took his place at the feasting table, before the bewildered guests.
The magnificent lord of the house, greatly amazed, could not contain his curiosity. He asked Faust how he could have come so quickly from Prague.
“I owe it to my horse,” he replied. “As the lords, your guests, so vividly desired to see me, and called for me, I gave in to their wishes and appeared before them. I cannot, however, stay for long, because I must be in Prague by tomorrow morning.”
The regal banquet was cheerful and the Doctor performed successfully his usual marvels. There was even plenty of wine and spells….
Needless to say, there was a choir of joyful lyres, ornate cups, rich wine, and warm glasses whose edges sparkled like necklaces of prisms….
The rich wine that warms the blood and makes the heart joyful, is the fermented fruit of the vineyard that inspires the disheveled bards….
In the middle of the toasts and the revelry, Johannes Faust cheerfully proposed for all to taste the foreign wines as well….
Those who saw him say that from within an exotic improvised container, poured the best vintage wines — a miracle a la Faust, very similar to the Canaan weddings in Galilee.
Suddenly, however, the host’s son entered the place and, with a surprised look on his face, exclaimed, “My good doctor, your horse is eating much, I would prefer to feed ten or twenty horses than yours. It has already gulped more than two and a half pecks of oats I had, and he waits for more in front of the manger, expecting to get one more.” All the guests laughed, not with subtle Socratic smiles, but with loud Aristophanic laughter.
The young man, undisturbed, went on: “I want to be true to my word and I will fill him up, even if I need more quantities of oats.”
Faust responded that is was useless, that his horse had eaten enough, but it would swallow all the oats on the earth without being stuffed. Unquestionably, that fine steed was without a doubt, the same Nahua Lucifer, the extraordinary Mephistopheles transformed into a winged beast.
Mephistopheles-Xolotl-Lucifer sometimes converted by magic in a flying horse — just like Pegasus of laureate poets — used to transport Faust quickly into the fourth dimension as needed.
The great feast went on until midnight. Then the horse neighed. “I must leave now,” said the wise man. The guests, however, burst into joyous laughter, and begged him to stay, so he could not leave immediately.
The horse neighed frightfully for a second time, and then a third. Doctor Faust could in no way disobey. He then took leave of his friends, asked for his fine steed, mounted it and swiftly rode up the street of the Castle.
Legend has it that when he had passed three or four houses, the horse jumped up in the air, and the gentleman was lost on his diabolic ride….
Undoubtedly, Doctor Johannes Faust, charmer and magician, returned to Prague before dawn.
Doctor Faust, according to that chronicle of Erkfurt, made quite an impression. The house named “Anchor House,” as well as the back street named after that wise man, still exist.
On concluding this chapter, the unusual case of the sixty sorcerers of Moctezuma comes to mind. They traveled with the power of Lucifer into the fourth vertical, to the land of their elders, the Everlasting Mansion.
Samael Aun Weor
