#miguel serrano

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—Miguel Serrano, The Visits of the Queen of Sheba

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« L’Hyperborée fut le premier foyer des dieux solaires.

C’était un lieu de puissance spirituelle, une civilisation ancienne et immortelle qui, après sa destruction, a laissé des fragments de sagesse recherchés par les véritables initiés. »

— Miguel Serrano, Le Cordon Doré : l’Hitlérisme Ésotérique (Santiago : Editorial Nascimento, 1978).

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WIP WEDNESDAY

tagged by lovely @autumnfangirler and for ONCE i have stuff on the burner

@glitchy-npc posted a flash prompt about sidestep halloween and like—it spiraled from there.

have a segment of me trying to figure out miguel’s voice in sidestep days. he’s very slowly sobering up and is also dressed as john constantine in this one. if it helps. i don’t know how to write steelstep but they’re on my mind so i’m just trying to put wei chen in as many silly situations as possible.

tagging: @dogueteeth @capricule and glitchy obvs bc now i’m trying to write an actual set of vignettes and this is ur fault (affectionate)

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Miguel Serrano - The Visits of the Queen of Sheba - Harper & Row - 1973

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[misanthropic-cat]

The Dream

“That night in Zurich I had a dream. I saw a large white building several storeys high which looked like a University. It was full of students, most of them were studying the exact or applied sciences, engineering or physics. They all seemed to be using their knowledge to achieve tangible results; they were applying it automatically without a thought to the significance of what they were doing. They were untroubled by doubt and had no concern for vital essences. This University of my dream seemed to represent the world of the future. The men coming out of the class-rooms were hard and metallic, expressing themselves only in the laws of mechanics, and were themselves becoming products of those laws. The last exponents of a world of flesh and blood had departed and, with their concern for a living earth with gods and demons, were considered by this new generation of anti-men as romantic idealists, the product merely of a decayed bourgeois society. Thus my dream seemed to suggest that the archetype of the future – or indeed of the past since that future has already arrived – would be the man of the atom and the machine, preparing himself for the conquest of space in a University building made entirely of concrete and surrounded by asphalt. 

In such a world I would be a total alien, unable to find a single niche for myself. But I then realized that people like Hesse and Jung had faced similar difficulties. They had now departed and were now untouched by the mechaniation of the earth and they had achieved other worlds which they had earned through realizing their own beings. I had little time left, but I knew that I myself would now have to make a similar effort so that I would never again return to this earth, but would step into another sphere. This I had to do if I was to save myself from the leaden desert into which the world was being transformed by machines. To escape from that horrible prison, I had to move along the same solitary path that had been followed by my older comrades, those wise: men of flesh and blood who were the keepers of my dreams.”

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LOS MISTERIOS de Miguel Serrano (video oficial)

Lectura en vivo realizada por el autor el 26 de noviembre de 1981, en la plaza Mulato Gil de Castro de Santiago (Chile), acompañado en flauta de la India por el músico chileno Millapol Gajardo.