The Mahdi Times The Mahdi Times Issue #24 November 2014 | Page 14

teaching, for I shall cast ye down from
your high estate
into the darkness of the caves from
whence ye came. Betray not my
secrets to the men of the North
or the men of the South
lest my curse fall upon ye.
Remember and heed my words,
for surely will I return again
and require of thee that which ye
guard. Aye, even from beyond time
and from beyond death will I return,
rewarding or punishing
as ye have requited your trust.
Great were my people in the ancient
days, great beyond the conception of
the little people now around me;
knowing the wisdom of old,
seeking far within the heart of
infinityknowledge that belonged to
Earth's youth.
Wise were we with the wisdom
of the Children of Light who dwelt
among us.
Strong were we with the power drawn
from the eternal fire.
And of all these, greatest among the
children of men was my father,
THOTME,
keeper of the great temple,
link between the Children of Light who
dwelt within the temple and the races
of men who inhabited the ten islands.
Mouthpiece, after the Three,
of the Dweller of UNAL,
speaking to the Kings
with the voice that must be obeyed.
Grew I there from a child into
manhood, being taught by my father
the elder mysteries,

until in time there grew within the fire
of wisdom, until it burst into a
consuming flame.
Naught desired I but the attainment of
wisdom.
Until on a great day the command
came from the
Dweller of the Temple that I be
brought before him.
Few there were among the children of
men who had looked upon that mighty
face and lived, for not as the sons of
men are the Children of Light when
they are not incarnatein a physical
body.
Chosen was I from the sons of men,
taught by the Dweller so that his
purposes might be fulfilled, purposes
yet unborn in the womb of time.
Long ages I dwelt in the Temple,
learning ever and yet ever more
wisdom, until I, too, approached the
light emitted from the great fire.
Taught me he, the path to Amenti, the
underworld where the great king sits
upon his throne of might.
Deep I bowed in homage before the
Lords of Life and the Lords of Death,
receiving as my gift the Key of Life.
Free was I of the Halls of Amenti,
bound not by death to the circle of life.
Far to the stars I journeyed until
space and time became as naught.
Then having drunk deep of the cup of
wisdom, I looked into the hearts of
men and there found I
greater mysteries and was glad.
For only in the Search for Truth could