more notes from this book:
continues...:
Prince Menax had apparently lost his son, and the telling person here- Zailm - reminded him of his own son, and thereby he so adopted Zailm as his own son who was graced by this. Menax had also a beatiful daugther -Anzimee - who Zailm loved.
He had secret wishes to marry her.
so some from CHAPTER XIV
"THE ADOPTION OF ZAILM"
"When, according to request, I arrived at the Agacoe palace on the next morning, I proceeded directly to the private office there occupied by Prince Menax, expecting to find my father alone
(he was then adopted as so called him his "father").
But in this I was disappointed, as Rai Gwauxln (emperor) was there with him. The two were in conversation when I entered, and did not cease, evidently not regarding me as an intruder. At last I heard the Rai ask:
"Should we not now go to the Incalithlon?"
"If it please thee. And thou, Zailm(the teller of the story here), accompany us."
"A palace car was summoned by the Rai, and came rolling along into our presence without any person to operate it; came in at the door of the office, which opened to allow its passage precisely as if some court page had opened it. It wheeled into the room and came to a stop in front of us. All this was done exactly as if under a guiding hand. But no visible hand was there. This was the first time I had ever seen any exhibition of occult power on the part of Gwauxln; indeed I never saw many examples of his power, notwithstanding his high adeptship. Like all true adepts he was exceedingly chary of such object lessons, disliking to show his knowledge before those not possessed of sufficient common sense to know that any acts of the sort were but examples of the control of nature through an understanding of higher laws than the ordinary mind perceives in its natural surroundings; but I was not one who saw anything miraculous in the occult; if I understood not the process, I did understand that it was but the operation of some unfamiliar law. Hence Gwauxln was not averse to allowing me to witness his power at times.
The car conveyed us to the vailx-landing outside, where we found a vailx of small size, into which Rai Gwauxln courteously assisted first Menax, then myself, and himself entered last. Here was a spectacle worthy of note, the ruler of a mighty nation without the display of a single attendant, not more deferential to rank than to those of inferior station. True, as a Xio-Incali, Gwauxln had command over mechanical service which was more regal far than a retinue of menials could be.
Like father, like son. Gwauxln, who was as a father to his people, was copied by them in his demeanor. They, too, were simple in habits, courteous in manner, and, though in many
cases wealthy and luxurious in their habits in life, were entirely unostentatious, as their Rai set them example.
"The great temple of Incal ("god") was distant several miles, but a few minutes sufficed to bring us to its huge structure. Outwardly the Incalithlon was shaped like the Egyptian pyramid of Cheops, not quite so high, but covering an area of twice as great extent. No windows pierced its sides, and sunlight or that of day never entered its interior. Besides a number of small apartments, the building contained one vast hall where was space for several thousand worshipers. The Poseid habit of copying nature was followed in this sanctuary with extraordinary faithfulness. Instead of straight walls, or alcoves, or the ordinary arrangement of interiors, the enormous auditorium was in faithful semblance of a cave of stalactites and stalagmites. In placing all this calcite, utility was consulted with regard to the stalagmites so that too much floor space should not be occupied by them. But the stalactites, being pendent from the marble ceiling, had been placed as thickly as space allowed and sparkled like stars in the light from the incandescent lamps swung midway between them and the floor below. From the latter point of view these lamps were concealed by broad concave shades so that their glow was wholly invisible from beneath, but shining upwards was reflected from myriads of sparkling white needles, filling the temple with a steady and. soft, but powerful, light that seemed to emanate from no special point, but from the air itself, a light well adapted to religious meditation.
inside this pyramid-tempel:
...The Incaliz (or high priest, ) arose and bade us to follow him into the triangle of the Maxin, or Divine Light, in front of the Holy Seat. Deferring the relation of our subsequent action, I will describe this especially sacred part of the temple. It was a raised, triangular platform of red granite, several inches higher than the floor of the auditorium, thirty-six feet between its points.
In the very center of it was a large block of crystal quartz, upon the perfect cube of which rose the Maxin. This seemed
a flame, in shape like a giant spearhead, and it cast a light of intense power over all things around, yet one could look at its steady, unwavering white glow without desiring shade for the eyes, even though these were not strong. Over three times the height of a tall man it stood, a mysterious manifestation of Incal, as all spectators believed. In reality it was an occult odic light, and had stood in that one spot for centuries. It had witnessed the grander development of Poseid and its capital city, and had seen the original temple of Incal (a small architectural structure, unworthy of a great people) torn down, and the present Incalithlon built around it. It made no heat, did not even warm the quartz pedestal; yet for any living being to touch it was fatal in the instant of the rash act. No oil, no fuel, no electric currents fed it; no man tended it. Its history was peculiar, and can not fail to interest thee, my friends.
Many hundred years previously there had been for four hundred and thirty-four days a ruler over the Poseidi who possessed wonderful knowledge. This wisdom was like that of Ernon of Suern ("india"). No one knew whence he came, and not a few were disposed to question his statement, while all were in doubt, as to whether his meaning was figurative or literal when he said:
"I am from Incal. Lo, I am a child of the Sun and am come to reform the religion and life of this people. Behold Incal is the Father and I am the Son, and He is in Me and I am in Him."
He was asked to prove this claim, whereupon be laid his hand upon a man born blind, and the man received his sight and saw with the doubters that his deliverer stooped to the pavement of the triangular platform, and with his finger drew a square five and a half feet either way. Then he stepped outside of the lines indicated, and at once the great block of quartz appeared, a perfect cube, in the place. Standing by its side he placed his finger upon the rock, and blew thereon with his breath, As he withdrew the finger, the Maxin, or Fire of Incal, sprang up, and thus had cube and Unfed Fire remained during all the centuries since.
It is needless to say the proof was satisfactory, and thereafter the mysterious stranger revised the laws and provided then the code which had ever since governed the land. He had said that whosoever should add to or take from his laws, that person should not come into the Kingdom of Incal until "I am come on earth for the final judgment."
No one had ever desired to disobey, it would seem, or at least no change had ever been made. The laws which this Rai had given were written by him with his finger upon the Maxin-Stone, and no work of sculptor's chisel were better done. They were also written upon a book of parchment leaves, and this he placed under the Unfed Light itself, which thereafter sprang from the surface of the Book; this had remained ever since, unharmed, unscorched. The wonderful writer had placed it there in sight of all the people who could enter the new Temple built in place of the old one. As he did so, he said:
"Hearken unto me. This is my law. Behold it also written on the Maxin-Stone. No man shall remove it, lest he die. Yet after centuries have
flown, behold the Book shall disappear in sight of a multitude, and no man shall know its place. Then shall the Unfed Light go out, and no man be able to rekindle it. And when these things have come to pass,
the day is not far off when the land shall no more be. It shall perish because of its iniquity, and the waters of Atl shall roll above it! I have
spoken."
**
"The day of the "Dismal Prophecy" had been looked for as the decades passed into centuries, but its time was not yet come, and though many alarmists set days when it would surely come, it came not, and the Unfed Light continued. According to the law, bodies of all souls which had passed into Navazzamin were cremated. This even included some animals.."
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"...But in the days of their youth
neither had seemed to expect the preferment which the years had in
store, and after the long course required of Xio Incali at the
Xioquithlon, both had hidden the world of men adieu and had
gone forth into the solitudes of the vast mountains, where only
the Sons of Incal had abode, of all mankind. These men
were the Theochristic or Occult Adepts of that olden age, the
Yog-Vidya of their time. They were indeed chary of their wisdom,
then as now; but to Gwauxln and Mainin they imparted it without
stint. They had no families then, nor do these students of God, of
Nature, deviate now from the same celibate principles. None who
hope to achieve their deep knowledge will mate.
After years had flown, so many that men
had almost forgotten them, Gwauxln and Mainin did what few had
ever been known to do--returned to the haunts of ordinary humanity.
My father, Menax, had been but a babe when Gwauxln went away, and
the latter's sister was not then born. Yet when Gwauxln came back,
the silvery threads of age already gleamed in the hair of the
Prince Menax, while as for the Rai that was to be, he looked a
little more mature, but otherwise unchanged from the youthful
semblance of the days of yore. In the interim, his sister had come
to the world, grown to womanhood, wedded Menax, and after bringing
into life their son, Soris, and their daughter, Anzimee, had gone
into the undiscovered country through the Maxin gateway. Mainin,
too, was of a similarly youthful appearance.
(p.
138)
*
"...Ganje, the capital city of
Suernis"
*
"....I showed her the route(his
travel to "india") I purposed to take; together we
scanned the map, and I pointed out that from Caiphul on the
extreme western cape of Poseid, my course would be east by north
across the continent, the intervening ocean beyond it and between
that point and further land. Then still on east across the country
of Necropan, which country, now called Egypt, Abyssinia, etc.,
then embraced the entire continent of Africa, one government
similar to that of Suern, and was inhabited by a people of kindred
powers, but not nearly so far advanced.
Africa was then not more than half its
present size, while Suernis, which also embraced all of Asia, was
much different from what it is to-day, but was a name more
distinctive of the peninsula of Hindustan. Leaving Necropan(egypt),
the route would be across the sea to India, or, as we knew the
names, across the "Waters of Light" (in reference to
their phosphorescence) to Suernis. From Ganje, capital of Suernis,
our course was still eastward across the Pacific ocean, as it is
now named, to our colonies in America, called "Incalia"
by us, because in that far antipodal land, the Sun, Incal, was
fabled as making his bed by that epic heretofore mentioned as the
basis of Atlan folklore.
From Southern Incalia,(america) (modern
Sonora) I intended to go northwards and skim hastily over the
desolate ice-fields of the arctic regions. What is now Idaho and
Montana, Dakota, Minnesota, and the Dominion of Canada were then
covered with vast glaciers, the rear-guard of the glacial epoch,
which was slowly retreating, very slowly, even in so late a day,
geologically speaking, as the days of Atl, reluctant to end its
frigid reign. The trip could thus be made to afford novel and
pleasing contrasts-tropical, semi-tropical, temperate and frigid."
(this is interessting info
- as also Velikovsky found thru his research, that the former
positition of the northpole had been not far from the HUDSON bay
-as also indicates that the socalled magnetic northpole, is there
positioned. rø-rem)
*
the vessel/craft they travelled in:
"Our vailx (craft) was of the middle
traffic-size, these vessels being made in four standard lengths:
number one, about twenty-five feet(8m); number two, eighty feet(26m);
number three, something like one hundred and fifty-five feet(52m),
while the largest was yet two hundred feet longer than the third
size.(135m?)
These long spindles were in fact round,
hollow needles of aluminum, formed of an outer and an inner shell
between which were many thousands of double T braces, an
arrangement productive of intense rigidity and strength. All the
partitions made other braces of additional resistant force. From
amidships the vessels tapered toward either end to sharp points.
Most vailxi were provided with an arrangement allowing, when
desired, an open promenade deck at one end. Windows of crystal, of
enormous resistant strength, were in rows like portholes along the
sides, a few on top, and others set in the floor, thus affording a
view in all directions. I might mention that the vailx which I had
selected for our vacation trip was fifteen feet and seven inches
in its greatest diameter.At the appointed time (the first hour of
the third day, as agreed with Menax) my invited guests assembled
at the palace, from the roof of which we were to take our
departure. How careful I was of my lovely sister, and how
proud of her beauty.The princess Lolix, whom we had ever treated
as a guest at Menaxithlon, came up to the platform where the ship
lay, curious to see our preparations for departure. It seemed ever
new to her to behold an aerial vessel leave terra firma. The
current keys were set, and, just as the vailx trembled slightly
ere leaving the roof...
idea?of craft?
********
"Long as was our silver-white
spindle, we had soon risen so high as to make us seem a mere speck
to people on the earth beneath. Then for half an hour we flew at
moderate speed through the high abyss, when a young lady called
attention to an approaching vailx, following in our wake. Prince
Menax, seated in a deck chair by my side, looked over the rail at
the surface, more than two miles beneath, then he drew his heavy
fur cape more closely about his shoulders, looked back over the
hundred miles, more or less, of our course already covered in the
half hour, and remarked that the other vailx was rapidly gaming on
us.
"Shall I give orders to the
vailx-man to increase speed, that we may enjoy a race?" I
asked of the company, which clad in arctic clothing, was occupying
the passing time in sightseeing round about us on the open deck.
"Nay, not so, my son," said
Menax.
I said no more, for it at that moment
dawned upon me that the pursuer followed us by the prince's order.
Menax now arose, bade the company
good-bye and a pleasant trip, and then, Anzimee having arisen also,
he put his arm about her and came back to me. As I stood up he
passed his disengaged arm around me and thus we stood for some
moments. Then releasing us, he ordered the two deckmen to throw
grapples across to the other vessel, which at that moment grated
alongside. The next instant he stepped on board the other vailx
and signed to loose grapples. Thus we parted, high above the green
earth, two miles beneath, he to return, we to go onwards...."
(down CHAPTER XV - ned dtp19 fra
E-atlantisbok)
from CHAPTER XVI
THE VOYAGE TO SUERN (todays
india)
Before us lay a pleasure trip during
which we should travel many thousands of miles. We proceeded
slowly when we came above the base of the huge bulk of Pitach Rhok,
the mighty mountain, and ascended somewhat, so that we should be
on a level with its high point. When at the place, nothing would
suit the company except a stop on the summit, and together we all
placed foot in the snows on the pitach, which thing was done
chiefly to please Anzimee, who said that the place was very
interesting on account of what had there happened to me.
Then, again, we were under way,
descending from the higher altitudes in order to better view the
thickly inhabited, though mountainous, country beneath us, between
Pitach Rhok and east Poseid.
At the approach of sunset a dull roar
arose to the ear, and soon the long white shore of old ocean
flashed beneath a moment, and in a little time was fax behind,
with the waters, lead color in the twilight, beneath, behind,
before and on both sides, no land in sight, and over one thousand
miles east the country of Necropan.(egypt) Without going at a full
rate of speed, we could not expect to be above that land in less
than two or three hours. But as it would be dark ere reaching it,
we slackened speed to an hundred and fifty miles per hour, closed
the deck and went into the salon, where incandescent lamps lit up
the darkening night-glooms.
A trip by vailx could never prove so
monotonous as a journey in even the fastest of ocean steamships so
often is to-day. The variety of scenery, the wide views possible,
for altitude was dependent wholly on pleasure, the external cold
being unheeded by people who sat in a parlor warmed by means
p. 147
from Navaz and furnished with air of the
proper density by the same Night-Side forces--all this tended to
prevent ennui. Then too, the rapid transit changed the aspect of
things beneath so fast that the spectator looking back-wards gazed
upon a dissolving view. As an aside, the currents derived from the
Night-Side of Nature permitted the attainment of the same speed as
that of the diurnal rotation of the earth, e. g.: supposing
we were at an altitude of ten miles, and the time the instant of
the sun's meridian; at that meridian moment we could remain
indefinitely, bows on, while the earth revolved beneath, at
approximately seventeen miles every minute. Or, the reverse
direction keys could be set, and our vailx would speed away from
where it was meridian on the surface beneath, at the same almost
frightful rate, frightful to one unused to it, as my reader is now,
but one day will not be, if, as I hope, he or she will live to see
vailxi rediscovered. Nor need the life be a very long one ere then.
While we had such preventives of ennui,
we lacked not commoner means of enjoyment. We had our naima, in
the mirrors and vibrators of which our friends, however distant,
could appear in image of form and of voice, lifesized and with
undiminished vocal volume. The salons of the great passenger
vailxa had libraries, musical instruments, and potted plants,
amongst the flowers of which birds similar to the modern domestic
canary darted about.
At about the tenth hour it was reported
that Necropan(egypt) was beneath, and at this surprising
information, because at the speed I had ordered, we should have
been at least six hours longer in coming to that country, I
enquired of the vailxman his reason for increasing speed without
orders. No good reason being given, I severely reprimanded the
conductor, and ordered that a descent be made to terra firma, in
order that we might travel by day over the Wasted Land, as our
word Sattamund may be translated, which is the Sahara desert of
to-day. This great wade some of our party had never seen, and
to allow them the privilege we settled down to spend the night on
an elevated ridge, high enough to be above malarious influences,
for we were near where modern Liberia lies.
Though we called it Sattamund, or the
Wasted Land, yet it was not such an and region then as it is now.
Water, if not as abundant as it was in Poseid, was abundant enough
to give a wealth of tropical trees of the hardier sorts,
sufficient at least to hide the nakedness of the slopes and hills
of that old seabed. There were even a few saline lakes there,
broad and blue, and it was around these that the population was
centered. But the same dread catastrophe that overtook fair Poseid
laid its terrible hand upon Necropan, and its beauty of verdure(vegetation)
went out from the land, because the geological changes withdrew
all the water from the surface, and hid it so that only artesian
augers could find it. The same mighty throe rent the rocks through
and through in Southwest Incalia, and to-day there is in that arid
region scenery most fantastic, weird past the power of my pen to
describe, where flows the Rio Gila, the Colorado, and Colorado
Chiquita. But I will reserve the description, and when it is given
it shall be in other words than mine, so that thou and I, my
friend, shall together have the pleasure of enjoying a fine
word-painting.
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