The Eleventh Labor of Hercules, the Solar Hero, took place in the transatlantic domain, consisting of the seizure of the Apples of Hesperides, the nymphs daughters of Hesperus, vivid representation of the planet Venus, the delicious bright star of Love…
Unsure of the way, he first needed to get hold of Nereus, who knows everything, and then in Africa, to confront the frightful giant Antaeus, son of Poseidon, in hand to hand combat…
Sometimes related to this journey is the liberation of Prometheus-Lucifer, killing an eagle that torments him, as well as the temporary substitution of the famous Atlas, supporting the world on his titanic shoulders, to obtain his help…
Finally, the symbolic Golden Apples were given to him by the Hesperides, previously killing the dragon that was guarding them…
Evidently, this feat bears a close relationship to the Biblical story of the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil, in the Edenic garden, in which however the Dragon was substituted by a Serpent, who invites to gather and taste this marvelous fruit that Hercules later on gives to Athena, the goddess of Knowledge and his divine protector…
The intrepid descent to the old Tartarus of the eleventh planet of our solar system, was made urgent, unpostponable, before the ascent to the Father (the First Logos).
Abrupt, broken and uneven descending path, it led me fatally to those horrendous shadows of the city of Dis.
My “Nereus”, or better said, my guru, Master or guide, patiently showed me all the dangers…
And it certainly was in those horrifying abyss of pain, in that planet which is beyond the orbit of Pluto, where I found Antaeus, the enormous giant, more dreadful even than the disproportionate Briareus…
The Florentine Dante, in his “Divine Comedy”, says:
<<“Oh, you, who in that fortunate valley which made Scipio the heir of so much glory, when Hannibal and his followers showed their backs, took more than a thousand lions for your prey, and if you had been in that ambitious war, with your brothers here, according to what some think, the Sons of the Earth would have then won the day; take us down, and do not be unwilling, to where the cold imprisons Cocytus.
Do not make us go to Tityos or Typhon; this man can give what here is so desired: therefore bend down, and do not twist your lips.
He can still give you your fame on earth, for he still lives, and has a long life to come, unless before the time Grace calls him in…”
So said the Master and the giant, in haste stretched out his hands, from which, in other times, Hercules had felt stress; and took him up.
When Virgil felt the grasp upon him , he told me: “Come here, so that I can take you”. And then he embraced me and made a bundle of himself and me.
As the tower of Garisenda seems to the eye from the sloping side when a cloud passes over it, as if it were leaning into the opposite direction, so Antaeus seemed to me, as I stood and gaped to see him bend, and it was such a moment that I should have wished to go some other way.
But he lead us lightly to those depths of the abyss that devours Lucifer and Judas; and did not stay there bending over us, but rose as a mast does on a ship… >>
The Divine Comedy
Antaeus: allegoric magician character, representative titan of the abysmal, dark hordes…
Having fought my bloody battles against the demons of the city of Dis, Lucifer- Prometheus had to be freed…
I saw the steel door of his dreadful cell open, the guard let him through…
Horrible scenes in the dark abode, unwonted cases, unsuspected, which the inhabitants of the Earth ignore…
Lucifer is the Guardian of the Door of the Keys of the Sanctuary, so that only the anointed that know the Secret of Hermes can penetrate it…
The Christ-Lucifer of the Gnostics is the God of Wisdom under different names, the God of our planet Earth without any shadow of evil, because he is One with the Platonic Logos…
Prometheus-Lucifer is the Minister of the Solar Logos and Lord of the Seven Mansions of Hades…
Lucifer is certainly the spirit of the spiritual illumination of humanity and of the freedom of choice and, metaphysically, the torch of humanity; the Logos in his superior aspect, and the adversary in his inferior one; the divine and chained Prometheus; the active and centrifugal energy of the Universe; fire, light, life, struggle, effort, consciousness, freedom, independence, etc., etc., etc.
To Lucifer are entrusted the Sword and the Balance of the Cosmic Justice, because he is the norm of weight, the measure and the number.
Inside each one of us, Lucifer is the reflection of the Intimate Logoi, shadow of the Lord projected onto the depth of our Being…
Some night, no matter which, I happened to meet a frightful character inside a beautiful bedroom…
Impressive, Prometheus-Lucifer, standing on paws rather than feet, looked at me, menacingly…
Two frightful horns could be seen, terrifying, on his sinister forehead; he was however dressed like an elegant gentleman…
Approaching him, serenely I patted him on the shoulder and at the same time I told him:
—You do not frighten me, I know you too well, you have not been able to defeat me, I am victorious…
The colossus left and I, sitting on the comfortable and perfumed bed of mahogany, waited for a moment…
Soon afterwards a dangerously beautiful female came into the bedroom; naked, she lay down on the bed…
Almost passing out because of lust, the beautiful one encircled me in her lustful arms inviting me to the pleasures of the flesh…
Lying down next to the beauty I demonstrated my powers to the Devil, I controlled myself…
Afterwards I got up from the bed of pleasure. The woman, nearly dead of lust, feeling cheated looked at me uselessly…
Then a shining child entered the room, a glittering creature terrifyingly divine…
The sublime infant, richly dressed in a beautiful priestly tunic of a very special black color, went across the exotic room…
I recognized him immediately and getting close to him very quietly, I told him:
—It is useless for you to go on dressing up, I always recognize you, oh, Lucifer…!
You will never defeat me…
That sublime creature, terror of the ignorance, smiled then with an infinite sweetness…
Unquestionably he is the “divine Daimon” of Socrates, our special trainer in the psychological gymnasium of life…
Just is his freedom after such hard work; the Logos swallows him, absorbs him…
This story ends here; let us continue with the transcendental subject of this chapter…
My new priestess in the Mountain of Ascension turned out to be extraordinary…
Obviously my intimate progress was accelerated and, as a consequence, I managed to get hold of the Golden Apples in the Garden of the Hesperides…
The Venusian nymphs, exquisitely delicious, dropped at my feet, they could not defeat me…
Once finished the magic labors in that Avernus, I ascended victorious to the Father…
It is obvious that that mystical transcendental happening could in no way be overlooked…
That cosmic event was then celebrated with infinite joy in the Sancta…
On a splendid throne, seated before the August Brotherhood, I felt totally transformed…
At that indescribable moment, the Ancient of the Days, my Father who is in secret, the Kindness of Kindness, the Occult of the Occult, the Mercy of the Mercies, the Kether of the Hebraic Kabbalah, shone inside me, definitely crystallized in the whole presence of my Being.
At such a moment, the Brotherhood of the Universal White Fraternity contemplated me with infinite veneration… My face took on the aspect of old age…
Indubitably I had been able to crystallize in the diverse parts of my Being the Three Primary Forces of the Universe…
Samael Aun Weor
