When those memories come to me, burning effluvia of April and dawn, when I truly feel that fresh dew of drops of heaven, I really suffer for all those millions of human beings who dream and cry.
I awakened CONSCIOUSNESS, I achieved ENLIGHTENMENT. Where was I going, sleeping on the rough, cut-off rock? I looked attentively at the firmament, and it was very high up, the tremendous peak with its vertigo attracted me; I turned my face to the transposed depth, I saw the earth and it was deep down.
The PHOENIX, passing by in rapid flight, touched me with its immaculate white wings and then, full of fervor, I prayed, knowing that the perfume of prayer reached God.
Samael Aun Weor – Excerpt from the book “My Return to Tibet” Chapter: The Consciousness
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