The Akshaya Patra Series:Manasa Bhajare: Worship in the Mind Part Complete B&W: The Book of Initiation, as Above so Below of Light and Sound, Life, Time and Thermal Unity

By Signet IL Y’ Vyavia: Daniel

The true secrets of life are not exposed. The senses are deceptive, and they deceive the sense of decency. The truth lies within our lives like secret butter in its milk. Therefore, it is essential; and so, like butter, you will find nothing here. Open the book if you wish to discover whats shared as a secret in its pages.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Aug 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524532635

Signet IL Y’ Vyavia: Daniel

The writer (for the term "author" is not the correct one since a term like "hearer" is probably more correct) was born in North Dakota and grew up in Washington. He worked for the Rosicrucian Order, AMORC in the 1970s and was in charge of international printing and publishing and later shipping and receiving, where he served in the supreme grand lodge and took initiation as well as served on their initiation teams. He was, at the time, hugely influenced by Frater Erwin Watermeyer and also had a very deep personal friendship with people like Lamar Kilgore. From 1987 to the present, he has worked in the medical imaging field as an MRI engineer in service and support for medical manufacturing. He was introduced to Rosicrucianism, Martinism, and Kabbalah initially through the Rosicrucian Order, AMORC in the 1970s as well as to alchemy. It was then that he also studied hypnosis through people like Lavona Stillman, Arnold Furst, and Ormond McGill. He studied practical alchemy after first being introduced to it through AMORC and from Frater Albertus (Albert Reidel) in Salt Lake City at his Paracelsus College and then worked at it as an amateur alchemist in his own labs. He was hugely influenced by the writing of the Theosophical Society as well as the Philosophical Research Society, Freemasonry, and other esoteric groups. He was a distant home study member of the group calling itself the Philosophers of Nature when it first formed until it faded; it was founded by Jean Dubuis and run by Russ and Sue House. Then, in 1988, he became devoted to Sri Sathya Sai Baba. He has been a student of private study and meditation practices and a collector of rare books and periodicals on many subjects and research for over forty-five years. These studies include academic studies as well as brief periods involved with BOTA, the Golden Dawn, Theosophy, SRF, Eastern and Western philosophical systems, and Kabbalah. He has written for private correspondence as well as poetic works, but for many years, he has also written as a technical writer in the fields of NMR and MRI, even underwater sonar and sound properties in the 1980s. Disenchantment or disillusionment came with established curriculums, and it has had its own epiphany. He began writing for a popular philosophical publication after experiencing many inner visits and demands inspired by meditations touched by Bhagavan Sri Sathya Sai Baba and one's own inner hearing, which has provided its own demand to get to work. This was stepped up dramatically after Sai Baba's death and an inner visit from Sai Baba just prior to his death. Accepting no excuses for the lazy, disinterested nature of modern culture nor the fixed ideologies of subjects overlabored through the distribution of more and more books on many subjects (usually rewritten and hardly understood), he has taken on his own open philosophical challenge for the review of the many experts who provide well-read commentary rather than practical inner experience in the hopes of redefining one’s practical philosophy through initiatic use of dramatic philosophical language and, particularly, the spiritual dynamics hidden in the depths available to the readers of the English language.

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Contents

Discourse 1

Discourse 2

Discourse 3

Discourse 4

Discourse 5

Discourse 6

Discourse 7

Discourse 8

Discourse 9

Discourse 10

Discourse 11

The AKSHAYA PATRA

Moral Destiny

The Book of Initiation

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Introduction

I quickly went through all the three parts of the Akshaya Patra Vol. 1 book 1. The compilation and the comparative study of religions were done very well. The quotes from Swami (Bhagawan Sri Sathya Sai Baba) and a wide spectrum of scriptures were carefully picked and used in appropriate context to spread the profound message of Swami that there is only one Religion, and it is the Religion of Love … (Anonymous)

There is little that can be added to such a warm acknowledgment. Mankind is fraught with contested difficulties. These difficulties stem from hearts destroyed by the strength of the tongue. Generations pass but the tongue will wipe away human progress in a day. This distraction is clearly the death knell of rhetoric and politics tolling for the destruction of society, religion, philosophy, and love.

Human hearts are delicate and therefore hidden from the world for safekeeping. Little regard is given to sharing this when the precious treasure is so safely hidden away. God, as the Master in his mystery, is resident there. In everything, as the Master in his Kingdom, he alone finds refuge in its center. There, in the comfort and security of the divine domain, the divine is sheltered from the wickedness that so often the tongue is sharp to entertain.

Here is written the properties and powers of the WORD of God. No man has the right to witness this alone. All come sheltered by this power, driving life forward toward its fulfillment. It cannot bear to witness its evil accompaniment. So sheltered warmly as the witness to this essence of love, life passes by it in the blood. Thereby finding a moment’s measure for life’s rejuvenation.

This subject of the WORD requires a depth of devotion written into it. The heart is the champion by which it is sheltered. Therein the world, cast into unhappiness, shall run away, and all the temperaments casting shadows will find their wickedness, and there be the die cast with better temperaments. Here the love shall garner it, as one would the contents of the dinner plate, and by its essence showered upon its temperaments, make even the sour sweet.

The heavens hold such miracles, and we are witness to magnificence. What a morning Star is this! What an earth to gather and witness to it. What a sphere of innocence until the fig leaf gave us confidence and the Glory witnessed became sheltered from the storm; as the tongue engaged in violence. We are here to say No more!

From The Poems, Prayers, and Ramblings of the Flighty Ass, this is a poem called The Dilemma. This poem, written around 1975 is an invocation or evocation of time, breath, and vanity:

Flighty Ass

Those burning bits of raging sand that span these torrents of time’s demands, in deserted frames of empty space - that comes to rest in our embrace. To challenge our thoughts and simple pride, to review our cause, with new thoughts imbibe, those memories lost within the dream, reborn of our dilemma.

Here opposing fields come to view, of what is nigh and what comes anew; then passively await the arrival of, gestating thoughts that burden our love, that brandish in fire the heart and soul; avowing death to our memories old, and depth to our uncertainties.

As a Matter of coincidence, again comes calling our confidence, as the matter’s enforced, while the dreams unfold, the matters of which we’ve not been told. Now, foolishly we wait patiently, for only to act again, upon the same that has brought us here, this fact of our dilemma.

Oh Time, why have you forsaken us, in these patterns of our undoing thus, and why then have these patterns wrought this rubble of our ruins brought? We speak of dreams in our saddest hour, and await tomorrow’s passed, to imagine what we could be - Ah, but this memory doesn’t last!

We are alone… And alone our companion is ourselves …, for so long now. And only this trust, that’s been given to us, should bypass the midst of our dilemma, to find us as before - alone with ourselves now.

With thoughts that, to us, would be near to the heart, with the ideas that appeared, to have been lost and torn apart . . . Hidden alone from one another, in the singled truths – vanquished, in the eyes of our reality.

That disappear in the night walk, and reappear at the breakfast table, while each should look at an empty plate, to discover themselves as the field of passions empty mate. That nourishes little, but hungers a lot.

For it is there that we set our table and dine with an empty heart and there that our quest is held, before even yet it had time to start. It is there that the Earth stands still, in the moments when the mind is dizzily filled, with the last retorts of a broken dream, and the busy hours of love to be.

Divine Travelers, mourning in the field of atoms, are standing as if placed in Time and Space boundaries of God delighted by myriad grains of sand, showering beneath the field of superconscious energies; sight unseen, being—living—hidden, without our labor. As if by unseen hands.

They gather, formless souls, being lost from our sight otherwise, gods like diamonds that appeal for cause identity in their spacelessness and timelessness, wailing for the inability to glow when presented in their darkness, or displayed invisible in the absense of light. We appeared as the breath of light.

Our first natures transcending time and consciousness, return flying far beyond the fields of change, until waking from the dream in the streams of superconsciousness. We are reborn in liberation realizing Self’s divine identity.

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Dedication:

To the Memory of Francis and Anthony Bacon

The Red Rose FRC And Golden Cross in the Golden Age

A Summary for Baconians

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Sworn Advocate, thy Promise, thy Divine Illumination Speak: Sworn before Almighty God and by that Power of Divine Love’s Might for God and Kings and Country! For such a time do I now fortify; against confounding age’s cruel knife; that he shall never cut from memory; my sweet love’s beauty, though my lover’s life (Francis Bacon, King). His beauty shall in these black lines be seen; and they shall live; and he in them still green.

When I have seen, by Time’s fell hand defac’d; the rich-proud cost of outworn buried age! When, sometime lofty towers I see down-raz’d! And brass eternal slave to mortal rage!

When I have seen the hungry ocean gain advantage, on the kingdom of the shore! And the firm soil win of the watery main, increasing store with loss, and loss with store! When I have seen such interchange of state, — or state itself confounded, to decay!

Ruin hath taught me thus to ruminate —that Time will come, and take my Love away.

This thought is as a death which cannot choose; but weep to have that which it fears to lose.

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea; -- but sad mortality o’er sways their power. How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea; whose action is no stronger than (a Rose) a flower?

O! How shall summer’s honey breath hold out, against the wrackful siege of battering days; when rocks impregnable are not so stout, nor gates of steel so strong; but Time decays.

O fearful meditation! Where alack, shall Time’s best jewel, from Time’s chest lie hid?

Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back? Or who, his spoil, of beauty can forbid?

O! None! Unless this miracle have might. That in black ink; my love may still shine bright.

Tired with all these for restful death I cry! As to behold desert a beggar born, and needy nothing trimm’d in jollity, and purest faith unhappily forsworn, and gilded honour shamefully misplac’d, and maiden virtue rudely strumpeted, and right perfection wrongfully disgrac’d, and strength by limping sway disabled, and art made tongue-tied by authority. And folly — doctor-like —controlling skill. And simple truth miscall’d simplicity. And captive good attending captain ill. Tir’d with all these, from these would I be gone; save that, to die, I leave my Love alone.

Ah! Wherefore with infection should he live, and with HIS presence grace impiety, that sin by HIM advantage should achieve, and lace itself with HIS SOCIETY? —the Sonnets

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T hus, through his society, they swore oaths to God and Country! These sworn oaths and these sacred secrets of the Sonnets, to their secret king, their Master Francis Bacon, seen here locked grim and sanctimonious, with mere mortality as the pious genii, their angels at their call, and their lighted sacred flower, the red angel, hidden safe beneath their bonnets. By this they came to become the history of the invincibles.

We cannot speak of the Moral Destiny without first pausing and remembering the enigma of the Great Souls, Francis and Anthony Bacon, and the Red Rose Cross myths and legends of the Antiquus Arcanus Ordo Rosae Rubeae et Aureae Crucis.

There is knowledge that is revealed as much intuitively and through scrying, as that written and published, with clear intents, to slander and misrepresent, to us, its hidden history. That world of dog eared books copied voraciously by the paupered academies and their obsessive students of innocent iniquity. Where is there true revelation when all doctrines tend toward evil ends and word inventions? Truth, shruti (divine voice), conscience and common sense all have a common ancestor, in the lineage of causes hidden beyond the world of sense, lying naked in the soul of man. There lies the path of the soul’s king, kidnapped and ransomed, and there the conqueror conquered yet, in the life of our Royal patron and Melchizedek. Histories and legends lie buried in shallow graves. Dug up, neither are found buried deep with truth or lies, only stories and fragments of secret lives.

Francis and Anthony were filled with love and devotion but they were fierce competitors who could mask their characters and plan plots that were to the depths of those buried in the Shakespeare plays. By any standard their wit and wisdom would be remarkable as applied. With the Philosopher’s Stone, they woke up every day to the dawning of the gods with Francis named as their Apollo Sun (Apollonius Emperor). What is right is made righteous by those envious of morality. Its rivalry becomes devious.

God is meant to illuminate the human sun as the Lord of Righteousness. All eyes, with conscience distorted in discovery, look to it. With jealousy, hate and envy false lines become written into it, by those who break the gifted legends in the plagues of their false doctorates. Humbled from his birth, in royal blood, dark and tongue-tied by authority, Prince Francis I of England (Francis Bacon) became their Philosopher King and their coveted covert Emperor in Philosophy. It was in Latin their "Imperator", their Apollo Sun, the Righteous King or Melchizedek, as we see him reigning in the Shakespeare plays.

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To paraphrase some statements by Queen Elizabeth to give her a voice in this, she said: I will take a husband who will make the king of France’s head ache (not a Frenchman but one English, Robert Dudley); and he little knows what a buffet I can give him… Do not tell secrets to those whose faith and silence you have not already tested… (These) Princes (Francis and Robert) have big ears which hear far and near (an intelligence network and connections with spies throughout Europe that were run by Anthony Bacon)… Where minds differ and opinions swerve there is scant a friend in that company (they worked with spies and friends whose character and opinion, to her, were questionable)… Those who appear the most sanctified are the worst (Catholic or Protestant, like Antonio Perez, Stanton and others)… The past cannot be cured… (The familial sins of the royal past and the sins of motherhood and sins of Henry VIII and those before him; and the sins that included her relationship with Robert Dudley.)

A strength to harm is perilous in the hand of an ambitious head…I regret the unhappiness of princes (Francis and Robert) who are slaves to forms and fettered by caution… The name of a successor is like the tolling of my own death-bell!

These quotes have double meanings that sent a chilled message, demonstrating Elizabeth’s familial Philosophy. She was afraid of family. A philosophy based upon the violence of family, as well as the nobility, in the royal history leading up to her coronation, including, of course, her father Henry VIII and the death of her mother Anne Boleyn. There were others at his table involved in the abuses of her childhood. But she trusted one person explicitly. She trusted her most loyal and faithful Anthony Bacon. She for him as well was his favorite Dolcinea, whom he served implicitly, covertly, without any question of her sacred entity.

All this hidden life in question, public humiliation, and more, made her ripe for isolation and manipulation by William and Robert Cecil; deemed her protectors and confidants.

It is recorded that as early as 1579 Francis Bacon instituted Freemasonry in England at the age of 18. Assumed to have been influenced in France, but more likely it was something they grew up with as a royal form of divine rights and institution. The Dudley’s were deeply invested in Templar history of the Red and White Rose families. These families were rooted in the ideals of Solomon and Arthurian Chivalry and the bloodlines of their Christian Kings descended from the line of David. It was Solomon’s blood flowing through their ancestry. These ideals were buried deep in the Tudor psyche. If nothing else the Red Rose represented the rites of Tudor chivalry and those protections that dominated their rivalry between the Red and White Rose families, dragged screaming through the beds of warring roses to their misery and tragedy.

AP Sinnett the author of The Mahatma Letters and Wynn Westcott cofounder of the Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn were both staunch Baconian’s and this appeared to annoy AE Waite. True to his vows Waite was always cautious. He would cover up deliberately with lies any truth to tell, if he felt too much was said that should remain a secret and kept from public sentiment. The Mahatmas were the secret mentors to both Theosophy and the Golden Dawn. The Mahatmas were known to HP Blavatsky, Samuel Liddell MacGregor Mathers and his wife Moina, AP Sinnet and Wynn Westcott as the Secret Chiefs of the Golden Dawn. If they were not, there would be no rightful tradition of the Golden Dawn for their representation of themselves as authentic, with the use of the term Rosicrucian.

Robert Devereux, 2nd Earl of Essex, like Francis, was the illegitimate son of Robert Dudley and Queen Elizabeth. After serving Sir Francis Walsingham in France with the organization of his in depth and developed intelligence network, Anthony returned to England. This was after Robert Dudley’s death. They felt the scourge of that "something wrong in Denmark!" They set up an Intelligence network in the home of Robert Devereux, and Anthony Bacon became his Secretary of State. Anthony Bacon was one of the most respected men in England, unfit for the lies told of him through our histories. He was humble and fearless.

Their organization became a philosophical intelligence network that was driven deeper underground after Robert Devereux’s death in 1601. These networks were connected through Protestant church congregation affiliations in London, Cambridge, St. Albans, Oxford and Warwick. They evolved from old Templar networks that never went away, but simply changed their names, being tied to families that went underground in order to minister to social problems in totalitarian times. They were vested in secret places like the Order of the Helmet. They networked power, evoking methods for inspiring morality, peace and felicity when times were acrimonious.

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John Dudley, Ambrose and Robert Dudley, each had used these similar methods of fraternal union, as had their ancestors, and this passed down by inheritance to the eldest Dudley son, our maligned son of virtue, Francis Bacon.

The Rosie Cross was founded as an RC Intelligence Network and Philosophical Fraternity united for the protection of Francis Bacon and the Queen after the Death of the Earl of Essex. They reformed and grouped in Cambridge, in secret, at the College Immanuel in 1601. It was exclusive in that its inner core was a Royal Fraternity, born of the red blood of royal roses, from the united colleges at Cambridge.

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This was revealed and passed for their purpose hidden by the A-B Cipher Bilateral Alphabet.

This used two different typefaces one to represent A and the other B as explained in De Augmentis Scientiarum (The Advancement of Learning Divine and Human) in a form called Steganography.

Anthony was not only an intelligencer, historian, and writer, but he was also a great poet along with his royal brother. Francis was the final Red Rose. The end of the Tudor legacy. He was extremely challenged for most of his life, to find his place and purpose within a politically hostile community, in the politics of rival families that antagonized one another for centuries that followed the great philosopher’s legacy by demonization. Francis and Anthony both were masters of the subtle atmospheres of life. They followed Robert Dudley and their mentor Dr. Dee.

Francis and Anthony were twin souls, twin lambs in genius and education—two men loyal in their secrets, who always worked as one. Anthony Bacon was selfless, loyal, and very spiritual. Queen Elizabeth respected him and called him the most loyal, trusted and devoted subject of any in her reign. This was why he was the only person Sir Robert Cecil, his cousin, ever feared. Anthony was respected and a fierce competitor, but he was also untouchable. He moved through Europe like a phantom, known by many but hardly recognized by any. He used feigned illnesses to protect his anonymity.

Francis, Anthony and Dr. Dee

These Great Souls, were the Secret Chiefs of Freemasonry. They were the true founders of the Rosicrucian mystery, which began while attending Cambridge University. These were the early days that led up to the century where we know them as the Mahatmas. Anthony became the one called Kuthumi.

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Anthony, during those formative years growing up in England, even from the time of the birth of Francis Bacon, grew up as the Royal Intelligencer, the Arthurian Knight St. George, and protector of the Royal son of Queen Elizabeth, called the illegitimate. Francis Bacon, by decree, silenced, perjured, forsworn by virtue of the denials and secrecy of the Queen, regarding the royal birthright, of a prince and future king. Francis Bacon, was constantly abused and prodded with the responsibilities promised or threatened in the rule of their small royal insula (England). Anthony always the silent champion. This obligation of Anthony’s for protection was given, not only by order of the mother Anne Bacon, but by order of the Queen at an early age.

Anthony as an adult was the confidant to both Francis Bacon and Dr. John Dee. Anthony was named the mastermind, and "ship’s captain for the R&C Fraternity, and their royal sanctioned intelligence agency. As a smuggler of people and goods, Anthony became the Merchant of Venice".

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Most likely, he was the publisher of The Rosicrucian Secrets of Dr. John Dee, along with Francis. Today we know Anthony Bacon famously in the role that he played as the Mahatma Kuthumi in the latter 19th Century. Kuthumi is from the Egyptian hieroglyphic. Kuth means light and Umi means life.

John Dee became known and familiar in the late Nineteenth Century as Morya (Mor-Yah), or the Lord of Mortlake, the guru and teacher to Madame Blavatsky, and the original secret inspiration for The Golden Dawn’s system of Enochian Magic. John Dee disappeared and changed his name to George Star-Key.

George was for Knight St. George and Star-Key since he was the alchemist, navigator, astronomer and astrologer. John Dee today may have been given a devilish reputation, but there are many devils in Elizabethan company much worse than these who are honored today, and politics and opinions are of little value concerning occult history.

Opinions are as easily academic! Know, rather than accuse. Academics rule our lives by knowing without knowledge, in policies and opinions both political and legal. Politics, like lawyering, is so often synonymous with that novel ending whose story functions as a lie. We have read that book too many times. Our axioms remain our imagination bonded to our theories. George Starkey (John Dee or Morya) the mathematician taught Robert Boyle, as well as Isaac Newton, the secrets of R&C mathematics, astrology, alchemy and chemistry under oaths of silence, and George Starkey encouraged his personal anonymity. They did not take these from him.

These Fraternal Brothers have the course of Freemasonry to answer for in their distribution and authority over several hundred years, with the influence driven by these three Secret Chiefs, or those Great Souls, and defenders of morality, who experienced philosophy around the world within the depths of deep inquiry; and thru the powers they’d awaken in their soul as the first spirit born from the medicine called the Philosopher’s Stone. They survived in good health through many generations, by the preparations made, for their awakening and the measures necessary, for the coming Golden Age. God alone became their righteous king.

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Walter Mildmay, built Emmanuel College for Puritan education and it behaved also as the resource for an Intelligence network and Puritan college. Those within the college were Christian brethren sworn before God to secrecy. They coordinated and organized the Puritan migrations to New England in secret under the fraternity R&C headed by Francis and Anthony Bacon (Thomas Dudley and John Winthrop) through Simon Bradstreet, who became Thomas Dudley’s son-in-law. Bradstreet assisted Thomas Dudley (Francis Bacon) beginning in 1622 after the fall, and coordinated efforts between Emmanuel College, Lord Rich and the Earl of Lincoln for the migration and the acquisition of the Charter needed.

There were those Puritans who trended to superstition as Francis Bacon complained, but many were Baconian as well, and were dedicated to the work of Dr. John Dee, the mentor to those sacred and invested. We draw from the world in a free society, some are good and some not so good.

Dee did not have the standing to build an empire. Men like Robert Dudley, Francis Bacon and Anthony did. They built Freemasonry and the secret world of the Rose & Cross. Not just in name but in practical enterprises. To build such an academy, one must have resources and legitimacy with social, legal, financial and political standing, in order to manage the resources necessary to advance.

Anthony Bacon, was an Intelligencer, working under a number of pseudonyms or aliases after 1601. In 1601, he became a man without a country when he died the philosophical death from society. These identities of Anthony included: Michael Sendivogius; Miguel de Cervantes as author of Don Quixote; John Winthrop, first governor of Massachusetts; later the Comte de Gabalis; and the Theosophical Mahatma known as Kuthumi. There have been many others. And more importantly for the period, he became known in legend as the famed traveler Christian Rosenkruz, whether actual or by proxy. Anthony Bacon (Michael Sendivogius) of course knew John Dee and Edward Kelly and connected with many universities including Cambridge as described.

Anthony and Francis as intelligencers witnessed the creation of the Philosopher’s Stone by Dr. Dee. Honestly, John Dee trusted the Dudley family. He had known the Dudley family all their life. He was hired by John Dudley to mentor his sons, which included Robert and Ambrose. One should ask, "Mentored for what subjects?" The Dudley family had Templar roots. Their properties, like those later held by Robert Dudley, and later Robert Devereux were former Templar properties. As sacred to Robert Dudley, these sons, Francis and Robert, were groomed and included secretly, outside of the eyesight of public inquiry and under oaths and obligations of The Order of the Helmet, the royal Will-Helm of the