The Mistery of Belicena Villca Him ; He still guides me . He ordered me to come to Santa María and stay here . And although I complied with His mandate , I did it reluctantly , and all these years , these thirty-three years , I spent in open rebellion against the Unknown Superiors . Yes , neffe : He spoke to me many times , and still speaks to me , as He did before you arrived , when the hum of the bees vibrated , the sound of the Dorje of the Druids , and He warned me that I would be attacked ; but I have not responded to His messages . I have never done it since 1945 .
– My God ! Why , Uncle Kurt ? how could you stay silent , remain indifferent to the Voice of the Gods ? --I did not understand his attitude and I let him know it almost screaming . Hunted by the Druids , by the White Fraternity , by a whole Hierarchy of infernal beings : how could the only possible help be disregarded , the aid of the Liberator Gods ? Oh mein Gott , how difficult it was for me then to understand Uncle Kurt .
--I know you can ' t understand me , Arturo . But you ' d have to put yourself in my place , be in my shoes in 1945 , seeing Germany destroyed by the Synarchy of the Allies and verifying that the Wisest men , the Initiates of the Black Order , disappeared without leaving a trace in the Antarctic Oasis or through the Expanded Gates . And while they were leaving , until the Final Battle or who knows until when , I received the order to stay in Hell , alone , to fulfill a mission of which I knew nothing at all and in which I did not believe . Yes , neffe , you can call it lack of faith or whatever you want , but I didn ' t believe that my stay here was really important : I felt abandoned , betrayed by the Gods , left to my fate . What could I do facing the triumphant Great Conspiracy ? And yet I was wrong . Now I know , and I hope it ' s not too late to correct my stupid posture . The letter of Belicena Villca has shown me an unsuspected part of History , a side that gives final meaning to my life . Because , naturally , it only remains for me to die with honor to wash away the stain of these years of ignoble stillness .
Uncle Kurt was torturing himself uselessly and , once again , it was I who caused his pain . I cursed having asked and I would have liked the earth to swallow me right there . And there was no way to stop his subjective self-criticism .
– I am a SS , Arturo ! An Initiate of the SS Black Order ! – he said in desperation –. I have remained in a comfortable situation ; hidden all these years , but secure , comfortably secure !: damn me and all the SS officers who have acted in the same way ! We should have fought , formed young consciences , revealed the Hyperborean Wisdom ! But we preferred to be silent , assuming a cowardly attitude that pretended to be prudent : Imagine , Arturo : if even the Gods I wasn ' t able to answer , how much less will would I have to enlighten anyone ! And do you know why ? Because deep down we didn ' t believe in the new generations , neither in the Triumph of the Führer , nor in the Final Battle ! Maybe , and I say only " maybe ", let us be partly excused because in our conviction must have intervened the hand of the Enemy , the Power of Illusion of the White Fraternity . We were incredulous and selfish , and we should not expect forgiveness from the Gods because They are not judges . In truth , we are obliged by ourselves , by our honor ...
Until today , neffe , I lived adopting the role of victim , affirming with intransigence that nothing could be done against the Synarchy except to await the Final Battle , the End of the World , the Apocalypse , a Divine intervention . And this I said with irony , without believing that the Parusia was going to happen , that I shouldn ' t get to see it . And in my disdain , and in the indifference of so many others who perhaps act the same as I , we condemned to ignorance those who must surely participate in the Essential War , in the Final Battle of the Essential War . Oh Gods , what fools we have been ! I had not understood it until today , until you came and exposed me your predestined life , until you told me of the years of searching and showed me the impossibility of finding the Truth somewhere : how much blind walking you could have saved yourself if you had met me before ! Me , Oskar , or anyone who knew the Truth ! Oh , Arturo , what have we done ?! We saved our miserable lives but at the cost of losing the honor , abandoning the youth to their own strength , allowing them to be corrupted and destroyed by the Enemy ...
– But Uncle Kurt --I said trying to calm him down-- you received an order from Captain Kiev : you had to stay hidden for strategic reasons , perhaps waiting for the letter of Belicena Villca . Other SS may have acted selfishly , as you say , but I find your story very significant , mine , and that of Belicena Villca . I see everything very synchronized , very coincident , and it occurs to me that the Gods had it calculated beforehand . So you must not become bitter in vain : things will make sense , your thirtythree years at Santa María will make sense , if we comply with Belicena Villca ' s request and find her son and the Wise Sword , if we show her letter to Nimrod de Rosario and we are incorporated to his Order of Wise Builders .
– Maybe you ' re right . But I have proved my mistake and nothing will stop me from paying the debt of honor that I owe to those who came after me . The debt is with you , Arturo , I know ! And for that I am willing to die if necessary ; to die with honor , as an SS officer dies . Yes , Arthur , take it as an oath : I will protect you from the Druids , I will put at your disposal all the faculties and powers that I
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