Balder Ex-Libris - Tag - CatharsReview of books rare and missing2024-03-27T00:16:02+00:00urn:md5:aa728a70505b2fae05796923271581c2DotclearSerrano Miguel - NOS Book of the Resurrectionurn:md5:89bce8ad2056b9c7e795d09cf5da636e2014-06-13T17:21:00+01:002014-06-13T17:21:00+01:00balderSerrano MiguelAstralCatharsChileGolden DawnGrailTradition <p><img src="https://balderexlibris.com/public/img3/Serrano_Miguel_-_NOS_Book_of_the_Resurrection.jpg" alt="" /><br />
Author : <strong>Serrano Miguel</strong><br />
Title : <strong>NOS Book of the Resurrection</strong><br />
Year : 1984<br />
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Introduction. This work possesses all the defects needed to defeat time. I was forced to write it in this way. In accordance with the required limitations, I have also been permitted to reveal the Martial Initiation of A-Mor. The whole of my creative work falls outside the boundaries of any specific literary genre; it is neither a poem, nor a novel, nor a philosophical essay, although it contains a little of each of these. I conceived it within a rhythmic unity of the soul, and it can be assimilated with no more difficulty than that inherent in its symbology and essential obscurity, even by those who come upon it for the first time. <strong>...</strong></p>Serrano Miguel - Interview with Miguel Serrano by Alessandro De Feliceurn:md5:c4e943301c6638323f0f936a097851842014-06-13T15:43:00+01:002014-06-13T14:50:01+01:00balderSerrano MiguelCatharsLetterMythologyOccultSumer <p><img src="https://balderexlibris.com/public/img3/Serrano_Miguel_-_Interview_with_Miguel_Serrano_by_Alessandro_De_Felice.jpg" alt="" /><br />
Author : <strong>Serrano Miguel</strong><br />
Title : <strong>Interview with Miguel Serrano by Alessandro De Felice</strong><br />
Year : 2005<br />
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Felice: The great writer in his Memoirs remembers his thoughts as he begins to explain that he is going to write a commentary on his life says: "The life of man is an intended recomposition. One can only consider it to be a prodigious thing qualitatively. It is ephemeral, something so insufficient it's a miracle that it can assist at something that can outlive it. This has impressed me when directly merited and not to die a natural death has appeared a miracle to me. "Life has appeared to me," says Jung, "like a plant that lives through its rhizomes so that its own life is not perceptible, hiding in the rhizome, something visible on earth for only a summer. Then it goes away. It is an ephemeral thing. If one meditates on the infinite becoming and appearing of life and cultures, one gets an impression of absolute nothingness. But I have never lost the feeling of something that lives and abides through the eternal change. What one sees is the flower that perishes. The rhizome remains." And at the end he says: "At bottom the only events in my life worth telling are those the immutable world has rendered up through the mutable surfaces. Therefore he spoke mostly of internal events, since my dreams and imagination remain there. Moreover this constitutes the primary matter of my scientific work. Compared with internal events the other recollections travel away with one's surroundings." And in order to speak of these narrations of this immutable world and that other mutable one, the interior and the external world, between myth and reality, and to grapple with Professor Jung who wrote the prologue for this book that was edited for the first time in Chile, before being printed elsewhere, this book "The Visits of the Queen of Sheba," by Miguel Serrano, I have him here in the studio for this conversation. Thank you, Don Miguel, for being here with me. <strong>...</strong></p>Rahn Otto - Crusade Against the Grailurn:md5:ebb06fa19c5af8855e100c4d6444dfff2012-04-25T15:57:00+01:002013-02-19T17:13:59+00:00balderRahn OttoAlbigeoisCatharsChristianityFranceGermanyGrail <p><img src="https://balderexlibris.com/public/img/.Rahn_Otto_-_Crusade_Against_the_Grail_s.jpg" alt="" /><br />
Author : <strong>Rahn Otto</strong><br />
Title : <strong>Crusade Against the Grail</strong><br />
Year : 1933<br />
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Crusade Against the Grail is the daring book that popularized the legend of the Cathars and the Holy Grail. The first edition appeared in Germany in 1933 and drew upon Rahn's account of his explorations of the Pyrenean caves where the heretical Cathar sect sought refuge during the thirteenth century. Over the years the book has been translated into many languages and exerted a large influence on such authors as Trevor Ravenscroft and Jean-Michel Angebert, but it has never appeared in English until now. Much as German archaeologist Heinrich Schliemann used Homer's Iliad to locate ancient Troy, Rahn believed that Wolfram von Eschenbach's medieval epic Parzival held the keys to the mysteries of the Cathars and the secret location of the Holy Grail. Rahn saw Parzival not as a work of fiction, but as a historical account of the Cathars and the Knights Templar and their guardianship of the Grail, a "stone from the stars." The Crusade that the Vatican led against the Cathars became a war pitting Roma (Rome) against Amor (love), in which the Church triumphed with flame and sword over the pure faith of the Cathars. OTTO RAHN was born in Michelstadt, Germany, in 1904. After earning his degree in philology in 1924, he traveled extensively to the caves and castles of southern France, researching his belief that the Cathars were the last custodians of the Grail. Induced by Himmler to become a member of the SS as a civilian archaeologist and historian, Rahn quickly grew disillusioned with the direction his country was taking and resigned in 1939. He died, an alleged suicide, on March 13, 1939, in the snows of the Tyrolean Mountains. <strong>...</strong></p>Rahn Otto - The court of Luciferurn:md5:5b1632c32ec3930472b0d11ab7ab737b2012-04-25T15:54:00+01:002014-05-07T21:08:23+01:00balderRahn OttoAlbigeoisCatharsChristianityFranceGermanyGrail <p><img src="https://balderexlibris.com/public/img/.Rahn_Otto_-_The_court_of_Lucifer_s.jpg" alt="" /><br />
Author : <strong>Rahn Otto</strong><br />
Title : <strong>The court of Lucifer A voyage with Europe's benevolent Ghosts</strong><br />
Year : 1937<br />
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DEPARTURE. He who loves his country, should also wish to understand it He who wishes to understand it, should try at every turn to penetrate its History. Jakob Grimm n the beginning, this book was simply a journal, begun in Germany, continued in France’s Midi region and completed, provisionally, in Iceland. I might have ended it there, as the experience of the midnight sun had brought to light the essence of the perfect sphere within which my thoughts and acts, bound by very precise rules, had been evolving. I I acted as an artist who, piecing together a mosaic, first gathers the different coloured pieces one by one, then places them, beginning to sketch out his work. I gleaned intuitions and knowledge under multiple skies and in different countries. From their convergence, leapt an impression of the whole. In excising, capping or emphasising, I built up my Journal, regrouping separate pages, so that the image I had in mind might be understood, mulled over and animated by others. I hope, in this, my hand has been fortunate! I wrote this book in my little village of High Hesse. From my work-desk, I could make out an infinitely extending landscape, one extremely dear to me and towards which my mind would often return whilst my destiny swept me off across strange deserts and lands. High Hesse, country of my fathers. In this village, standing on the wooded highs which seems to close up the country to the south, they have, since the most distant past, tilled the earth, struck the anvil, ground wheat to make flour or laboured to make cloth cloth in low-ceilinged rooms. The ground of this land is very stony and its sky is often obscured by clouds. Rare are those from here who have made a fortune. In Odenwald, from where they hailed, my mother’s ancestors had an easier life. There, the sun and air are full of gentleness and the soil is generous to those who lovingly take care of it. This little town, in which I lived and wrote this book, is dominated by the ruins of a fortified castle. Near its great gate, which still stands, is an ancient lime tree. In its shadow, Boniface is said to have preached Roman Christianity to the Chattes. If, whilst sitting under the lime, I looked to the North, my gaze would dwell fascinated upon a basalt cone rising up sharply towards the sky. At its summit, the German ‘Apostle’ had his monastic fortress, the Amöneburg. Boniface, this saint who pretended to preach the gospel of love, never cared much for my ancestors. In a letter addressed to the Pope in 742, he referred to them as “idiots”. A few hours walk separate my little village of High Hesse from Marbourg on the Lahn. A son of this town, nicknamed the “scourge of Germany”, also preached for Rome. This person, the Grand Inquisitor Konrad von Marburg, covered his native country on the back of a mule, multiplying the “rose miracles” for the canonisation of his illustrious penitent, Elizabeth of Thuringe, — all the while, taking advantage of this to lay his hands on some heretics. They were put to the stake in the middle of town, in the square that still today bears the name ‘Ketzerbach’. My ancestors were pagans, and my forefathers heretics. <strong>...</strong></p>