Paradises and Infernos

O! Blessed Mixcoatl, you deserve to be praised in songs, and your fame deserves to be

alive in the world. May those who dance in the areitos [popular songs] bring you through their mouths and their drums, around the suburbs of Huexotzinco so that you rejoice and appear to your friends and your noble and generous relatives!

O! Glorious lad, worthy of all honour, you who offered your heart to the Sun, as clean as a sapphire string, you will again come forth, you will blossom anew in the world, you will be back in the are itos. Amidst the drums and timbrels of Huexotzinco, you will appear to all worthy noble men, and your friends will see you.

Sahagun II, 140

Those who died in war or on the altars of sacrifice went to the House of the Sun. In a vast plain, all were united. When the Sun will rise, when that time comes, they then begin their battle cries, they make a sound with rattles which they carry on their ankles and hit their shields.

If their shield is pierced by two or three arrows, they can see the Sun through those holes, but those whose shields have no opening cannot see the Sun.

Those who fell dead amidst cactus and maguey, or blackthorns, and those who have offered sacrifices to the gods, can contemplate the Sun, and reach it.

After four years have passed, they become beautiful birds: humming birds, fly birds, golden birds with black holes around their eyes, or shining white butterflies, fine scaled butterflies, coloured butterflies as drinking glasses, and they suck there, in their resting places. They usually come to earth and suck the red blood-coloured flowers: paisentia, erythrin, carolinea, and caliandra.

Nahua Epic

The elders said that the Sun calls them to live with him there in the Sky so that they can rejoice him and sing to him and please him.

They experience endless joy with the Sun [sic] they live in continuous delights, and they drink and taste and smell the nectars of delicious and fragrant flowers. They never feel pain, sadness or distress because they live in the House of the Sun, where there is a wealth of delights.

And those who die in the war are honoured here in the world; this is why many wish this death.

Many envy the ones who die like this and all wish this death, for the ones who die like this are praised.

Sahagun, II, 140

Mysterious solar poems…. Lay anthropology knows nothing about these transcendental truths….

A lot has been said about Makara, “The Scaly One,” the famous flying Dragon of Medea. In the British Museum you can still see specimens of scaly, flying dragons.

The great Dragon exclusively reveres and respects the Serpents of Wisdom. Lamentably, Assyriologists do not really know the condition of the Dragon in ancient Chaldea.

The marvellous symbol of the Dragon has seven esoteric meanings. The highest of these corresponds to the “born of itself,” the Logos, the Hindu Aja.

In its lowest meaning, it is the Devil, that excellent creature formerly called Lucifer, the maker of light, the Morning Star, “the brass” of old medieval alchemists.

For the Christian Gnostics called Naasenes or the adorers of the Serpent, the Dragon was the Son of Man. His seven stars gloriously shine in the right hand of the Alpha and Omega of St. John’s Revelation.

Sadly, the Prometheus-Lucifer of ancient times has been transformed into Milton’s Devil.

Satan will become the free Titan of ancient times again, only when we eliminate from our inner nature all animal elements.

We urgently need to polish the Devil, and this is only possible by fighting against ourselves, by dissolving that group of psychic aggregates which compose the I, the myself, the self.

Only when dying in ourselves can we “polish the brass” and contemplate the midnight Sun (the Father).

Those who die in the war against themselves, those who achieve the annihilation of the self, shine in infinite space. They enter into the various departments of the kingdom (they enter the House of the Sun).

The allegory of the war in the heavens comes from the initiation temples and archaic crypts.

Michael battles against the Red Dragon; St. George battles  against  the  Black  Dragon.   Always engaged in battle are  Apollo  and  Python,  Krishna  and  Kaliya, Osiris and Typhon, Bel and the Dragon, and others.

The Dragon is always the reflection of our own inner God, the divine Logoi’s shadow, who, at the bottom of the Ark of Science, is poised on mystical watch for the moment to be brought forth.

To fight the Dragon means to overcome all temptations and to eliminate each and every one of the inhuman elements that we carry within: anger, covetousness, lust, envy, pride, laziness, gluttony, and so forth.

Those who die on the altar of sacrifice, that is, the “sacred office” of the Ninth Sphere, reach the House of the Sun: they merge with their God.

In the sacred land of  the  Vedas,  Arjuna  trembles  and  becomes  distressed  on   the battlefield when he understands that he must kill his own relatives (his multiple I’s or psychological defects, the enemy’s army).

For the authentic  Mexicans,  the way in which they died,  and the kind of occupation  that  they had during their lives, determined the place where their soul would go after death.

Even the enemy warriors who died during combat, or those who were captured, made  prisoners and sacrificed in  the Techcatl — the  sacrificial  stone  —  enter  the  sublime  kingdom of Golden Light (the  solar  paradise).  They  have  a  special  god,  Teoyaomaqui,  “the deity of the dead enemies.”

The esoteric aspect of  this  topic  of  popular  religion  is  transcendental.  The  following  must be understood: Christians should also venerate the saints of other religions, creeds and  languages.

Women who died in labour and happily dwell in the Occidental paradise — wisely called Cincalco, “The House of the Corn” — are paid homage as well.

Before becoming goddesses, the females who  died  in   labour  enjoy  the  use  of  extraordinarily magical powers, the religion of Anahuac states.

It is said about the woman who dies in labour that she has overcome the enemy. Young warriors covet their right arm and try to procure it, believing that this will make them invincible in combat. This is why men of the clan, in full armour, always dutifully guarded such corpses in order to avoid mutilations.

It is most interesting that such women, before becoming goddesses, come down to earth in the form of horrible ghosts or evil omen. The Anahuac mysteries say that their heads are skulls and their hands and feet are like claws.

These are the extraordinary post mortem states of those noble women who die in labour.

After the usual faltering — documented in the Bardo Thodol — that succeeds the death of the physical body, those dead women revive the life that has just passed. Then they resemble suffering and horrible ghosts.

However, once the retrospective experiences of  the previous existence conclude, the Essence, in the absence of the I, ascends  from  sphere  to sphere  until  merging  in the  solar joy.

Much later in time when the good dharma is exhausted, those souls will have to  return  inevitably to a new womb.

The wise priests of Anahuac always emphatically asserted that the cihauteteo or “women goddesses who died in labour,” live in the Occidental paradise called Cincalco — the “House of the Corn.”

From the seed, the grain, life comes forth. They clearly gave their life for the living child.

Mother Nature knows best how to pay the solemn sacrifice of those blessed women. The joy of those women in the heavens of the Moon, Mercury, Venus and the Sun is indescribable.

Unfortunately, any reward dries up and, finally, those souls come within the I with the goal of entering a new womb.

Those who die of drowning in the stormy waters of rivers or seas, or in the turbulent tides of lakes, or by lightning, happily enter Tlaloc’s paradise, which is in the South. It is the realm of fertility and abundance, where there are all kinds of fruit trees; there is plenty of corn, beans, chia and many other provisions.

The splendid paintings found in Teotihuacan’s temple show us the strong belief in the Tlalocan, the famous Tlaloc’s paradise.

In the superior  dimensions  of Nature there are  many  paradises  of happiness. One of them is the Buddha Amitaba’s kingdom, located by the Tibetan lamas in the West.

The Bardo Thodol cites some of those edens: the Kingdom of Supreme Joy, the Kingdom of Dense Concentration, the Kingdom of Long Hair (Vajrapani) or Unlimited Vihara of Lotus Radiation (Padma Sambhava) in the presence of Urgyan, etc.

The Bardo Thodol

The Secret Doctrine of Anahuac teaches that there are thirteen heavens and in the top one, live the souls of the children who die before having the use of reason.

The doctrine of  ancient  Mexico  says  that  those  innocent  souls  await  the  destruction  of  this current humanity in the nearing great cataclysm in order to reincarnate in the  new humanity….

In millenary Tibet the Bardo Thodol leads the defuncts who long for liberation so they do not return to this world of bitterness.

In the sacred land of the pharaohs, many souls could escape this Samsara sewer after having worked at dissolving the ego.

Terrible trials await the defuncts who do not want to return to this world. When they are victorious, they enter the cited supra-sensitive realms. In those regions, they are instructed and assisted before they happily merge as innocent children in the Great Ocean.

Many of those souls will be back after the great cataclysm, in the Golden Age, in order  to  work in their inner self realisation.

It is unquestionably wise to retire on time, before the cycle of existences ends.

It is preferable to withdraw from the school of life before being expelled. The submerged involution in the bowels of earth, in tenebrous Tartarus, is certainly very painful.

In the sunny kingdom of Khem in the pharaoh Kefren’s era, I knew a model case. I refer to a very religious individual who never built the existential superior bodies of his Being.

This  mystic  was  very  serious  about  himself.  Believing  himself   unprepared   for   the initiation ordeals, and knowing the fate that awaits the souls after each cycle or period of existences, he preferred to withdraw from the cosmic scenery.

The devotee never knew the untold mystery of the Great Arcanum, but he had the I and was aware that he had it. He longed for its disintegration so as not to return to this vale of tears after death.

His Divine Mother Kundalini, Tonantzin or Isis, ostensibly always assisted him in the work of the dissolution of those elements which compose the myself.

I would never assert that this religious person achieved the total elimination of those infrahuman elements. He progressed much in his work, nevertheless, and, after the death of his physical body, he continued in the beyond with the unbroken goal of not returning to this world.

Later, after the usual three day faltering, that soul had to relive in retrospect the finished existence.

Once the retrospective work ended, and he was informed about the result of his deeds, good as well as bad, he remained firm on his purpose of never coming back.

The terrifying barks of the Wolf of the Law that frightens the defuncts, the frightful Hurricane of Objective Justice, the sinister Tempest of the Country of the Dead, the innumerable couples who incessantly copulate, the attractions and repulsions, the sympathy and antipathy, and the dark terrors could not make that soul desist in his strong purpose.

The solemn voices of the Egyptian priests, who in life had promised him help, reached the defunct and reminded him of his objective.

Keh, his Father who is in secret, and Nut, his Divine Mother isis submitted the son — the defunct — to the final trial. The disincarnated one, however, was victorious….

As a result of all these inner triumphs, that defunct entered  one  molecular  paradise  very  similar to Tlaloc’s.

His Divine Mother Kundalini, Tonantzin, isis, Mary assisted him  in  a  direct  way  by eliminating from his psyche, the remaining inhuman residues.

As the defunct regained his innocence, to the extent that he died more in himself, he passed through various metamorphoses. In the beginning, he resembled an ineffable and loving maiden, and finally he became a three-year-old girl. Then, he merged within the ocean of the Universal Spirit of Life, beyond good and evil, as an elemental Buddha.

Obviously, that being was sincere with himself. Not feeling capable of becoming an adept, he chose to withdraw from the stage of world, to go back to the original point of departure and become a simple elemental.

if they wish, those beings can reincarnate in the coming golden age after the coming great cataclysm, and enter the mysteries. The majority of  those innocent creatures prefer, nevertheless, to remain in that state, as elementals.

When we, the initiates of Ancient Egypt, gave these teachings to people, we used to sit in groups of four around small square tables. In this way, we allegorized the four fundamental states through which any soul, yearning to withdraw from the wheel of Samsara, has to undergo.

Once  the  inhuman  residues  have  been  eliminated  from  their  psyche,   the  defuncts   will have to experience the Illuminating Void. This is what the Dharmakaya is.

This void is not a void of nothingness, but rather an intelligent void. It is the state of the Spirit in Samboghakaya.

Void and clarity are inseparable. By its own nature the void is  clear  and  the  clarity  is  naturally void. This is the Adikaya or illuminated intelligence.

The  illuminated  intelligence   shines  without  obstacles  in  the  defunct  who  has  totally  died   in himself. It will irradiate everywhere; it is the Nirnanakaya.

Only through the direct experience of the four Kayas can total liberation be obtained.

The fate that awaits souls who conclude any period of manifestation and have not achieved liberation is different…

Those who have not been chosen by the Sun or by Tlaloc — say the Aztecs — go simply to Mictlan. There, those souls suffer frightful magical trials when passing over the infernos.

First, to get to Mictlan, they will have to cross the muddy river, the Acheron or Chianahuapan, in Charon’s boat, as Dante says in his Divine Comedy. This is unquestionably the first trial to which the infernal gods submit them.

“Woe unto you, evil souls! Lose hope of ever seeing  the  sky.  I come  to take  you  to the other shore, where eternal darkness reigns, in the midst of cold and heat. ”

The Mexican sages go on to say that the souls have to pass through two mountains that clash, then through an obsidian mountain, next through the region where a freezing wind rages, after, through where flags wave. The sixth place is where arrows are thrown. In the Seventh Dantean Circle are the beasts that eat the hearts, in the eighth, they say, is the narrow path among stones. In the ninth and last Dantean Circle inside the earth, there is the Chignahumictian, where they undergo the “second death,” which is so wisely described in St. John’s Revelation.

Later, those souls rest by entering the paradises of the elementals of Nature. Then they begin new evolutionary processes that will have to start out in the mineral kingdom, proceeding as a vegetable, and continuing into the animal kingdom to culminate in the humanoid state formerly lost.

Samael Aun Weor

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