EXCERPT EGYPT...An excerpt from Theoclea (The Delphic Oracl) and Pythagoras in Egypt:
Pythagoras, Vorios and the children, have found a rare book, ‘The Key to the Crystal Power-Vol II’, in a hidden passage in the Great Pyramid of Giza. Theoclea has been given the book...and what she sees in it disturbs her...she sees scenes of destruction and realizes that the formulas in the book would only be used for destructive purposes.
Theoclea turned to the book on her left, and without delay, she picked it up. She knew what she had to do. She stood up and went over to the stone stairway that led down to the pond, and made her way down. When she arrived at the bottom of the stairway she walked over and sat on the rock. She heard singing and looked up at the bench. Sonja was standing there on the edge of the cliff face singing, and Aura was next to her dancing slowly. At that point, she saw all of the members of the solemn procession-the Priests and Priestesses lined up on the edge of the cliff, each one holding a candle. They were all chanting, and the drummer was playing the heartbeat. The singing, chanting and drumming continued.
Theoclea looked at the pond, saw the sparkling lights silhouetted in the moonbeams, and observed the green lights approaching her under the water, but never reaching her. She took the book and placed it on another rock. The singing and the chanting continued. Gusts of wind entered-they blew the book open and the pages flipped back and forth as the wind circled and picked up speed. She looked up at the tree, and saw that it seemed to be lit up as if thousands of fireflies had settled on its’ branches. The pages of the book flipped back and forth. The chanting, drumming, singing and dancing continued.
Theoclea heard thunder, looked up at the sky, and all of a sudden, a lightning bolt appeared from the South and struck the book. Almost immediately, another bolt came from the opposite direction and struck the book a second time. Smoke from the burning book rose quickly into the sky forming a cloud. Then, two lightning bolts came from the East and the West, and crossed under the cloud-It was her sign, the sign of the Delphic Oracle. Even though the book had been struck twice, some of it still remained. The cloud glowed as if it had absorbed the energy of the lightning. The chanting, drumming, the dancing of Aura, and the singing of Sonja continued. Then, Theoclea noticed that the green lights under the water in the pond were slowly approaching her as before. As they approached, they rose to the surface. When they reached the surface, each one shot a stream of water from the pond about six feet into the air. They were first a reddish color, and soon after, they changed to orange-the music of Pythagoras’ poem was heard-it was very loud.
A dub-dub
step-step crunching all around
In a myriad of beats,
A cacophony of sound-
The music encircled her
Going round and round
Theoclea glanced at the top of the cliff face-the chanting, drumming, dancing of Aura, and singing of Sonja continued.The effect on the pond was like a fountain. There must have been over a hundred green lights that now became part of a huge fountain. The water had gone from red to orange to yellow as some of the water jets became lower, and some went higher. Patterns were made that seemed to echo the dub-dub, step-step music. The jets of water rose higher, some turning pink, and others turning green. There was a whirling of pink and green water blown around by the gusts of air, that swiftly changed to blue. On the cliff, Sonja was singing higher and higher notes. The blue changed to violet as the water jets in the center rose higher and higher with Sonja’s notes.
All at once, Sonja sang a high note of exquisite clarity and tone-the highest note that she was capable of. One jet in the center rose all of the way up, and hit the cloud that had been caused by the lightning and burning of the book. It started to rain, first a circle of rain lit by a white light-and before long, the circle widened. Torrents of rain came down, lit by an ever widening circle of white light. The torrential downpour lasted for some time. What remained of the book was drenched, and Theoclea’s white robe was drenched as well. Slowly, the rain and the dub-dub, step step music receded somewhat, and things got quieter. The rain quieted down to a drizzle. Theoclea stood up, the rain mingling with her tears. Before long, the rain slowly stopped, but the singing, chanting drumming and dancing continued.
She saw that all of the small and medium sized stones all around her started to rise. There were hundreds of them, perhaps thousands of them, and they rose slowly while the chanting and drumming continued. She looked up at the cliff and saw that Sonja and Aura had stopped, and were watching the stones with concerned looks on their faces.
