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JOHN THE BAPTIST

OHN, or Ioannes, is the ointment, oil, that flows down the spinal cord from the reservoir of God substance in the upper brain, the "Most High," the heaved-up place, the Heave-n, within.

"We know that we have in heaven a more enduring substance."—Paul.

The mysterious circumstances connected with the Bible story of John the Baptist and the information given in Smith's Bible Dictionary prove the wholly divine origin of that which was called "John," but which means oil in Greek. John's father was said to be a priest of Abia, or Abijah. This latter, in Hebrew, means "Whose father is Jehovah." Jehovah is the upper brain, the Most High -the "crystalline dew" referred to in Medieval Hebrew.

Before the oil is raised by the seed, thus giving onetenth (tithe) to the Lord, it is called "natural" or "wild," "not cultivated," like wild flowers—"wild honey." So John was a wild man—a native. A parable? Most certainly!

"His food was locusts and wild honey."

The pineal gland and the pituitary body secret fluids called milk and honey in the Scriptures.

Locust means destructive, devourer—a glutton.

Deut. 28:42: "All thy tree (tree of life and fruit seed) shall the locusts (sex desire) consume.'

The reader will please remember that the Bible is Secret Doctrine, or that which is within and not without. History is a record of outward things.

John, the natural man, was an eater of the fruit of the tree of life, with a girdle of camel's hair (from Gimel the 3rd letter of the Hebrew alphabet, which pertains to the external male organ). But John, like the prodigal son, changed his mind and is made to say, "One cometh after me (to get me) the latchet of whose shoes (pisces—the feet—fishes) I am not worthy to unloose."

Latchet and shoes are emblems of cover, or cupswaddling cloth. The oil in the seed, when born, is covered or protected by a crust of mineral salts, which, when anointed by being baptized in Jordan (John), is loosened ("He that saveth his life shall loosen it." See mistranslation of Scripture) in order that the shell may fall apart when the seed, Jesus, goes over the cross, thus, "Father, remove the cup (cover or latchet) from me," in order that the precious material may ascend into the pineal gland.

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THE PLAGUES OF EGYPT

HESE same locusts, sex appetite, gluttony, or devourers, are and always have been the plagues, i. e., sickness and disease in all peoples in all ages.

And now, when evil doers wax worse and worse, a majority of human beings are deliberately and "with malice aforethought," committing suicide, through eating and drinking for pleasure, and indulging in sexual excesses on every plane, in every way known to carnal perverts.

Officers of the law tell us that licentiousness has surely reached its limit. The "Hand-writing on the Wall" appears. In proof of this allow us to quote the following by the great poet, Rabindranath Tagore, printed in the August 1st issue of the Los Angeles Examiner: "Paris, July 31.—I came from Asia expecting to find Europe a vale of tears, a desert of misery and grief. With ten million dead—10,000,000 stricken suddenly by shell or bullet from the roster of the earth, snatched from their firesides and their babies and the women whom they loved -what should one visualize but a Europe draped in black, a Europe where the innocent laughter of a tiny child would seem a gross incongruity?

"Yet Europe weeps not. She has cast off her black, and is wearing her brightest colors, her most splendid plumes. Her men are already forgetting their slaughtered brothers in the incessant effort to profit from the abnormal financial conditions prevailing because of the war; her women—ah, her women! They are snatching flowers, bright red poppies, from the graves of their fallen husbands and sons, to wear them in their hair.

"Ten million dead—and naught but dust already! Were these 10,000,000 the only sober, sane living people in Europe? Are those who are left only those consumed with avarice, selfishness and the desire to be amused at no matter what cost? Or is this Europe, which is dancing on its own coffin, a Europe gone stark mad?

"Paris, turn thine eyes to the south. There a templed city once stood, a living, breathing defiance to an inevitable death—a death that came sooner than it thought, and overwhelmed it. The name of that city was Babylon. Well named was Babylon! Well named also Paris, for call to mind the fate of her sister gods.

"They say to me: 'What strange man are you, to wish us eternal sadness? Would you have us grieve while we starve? Do you not know that work is impossible with a heavy heart and cannot you see that we have lightened our hearts in order to take up the burden our dead brothers have left to us? What strange man are you ?'

"I say to them: 'Europe, it seems to me that you are dancing more than you are working. Too many are living on the blood profits wrung from the slain.'

"They say to me: 'What do you want? We fought well—and we won.'

"I say to them: 'So did Babylon. Yet, though she won, she lost. Guard ye that you do not share her fate.'"

THE GREAT PYRAMID AND THE SPHINX

T is not an easy matter to get people to understand a subject to which they have given little or no thought whatever; but if one earnestly desires light on a rare and particular subject, as, for instance, the Great Pyramid and the Sphinx, deep concentration is bound to bring results, and the ideas that are the fruit of that "going into the silence" may be similar to what others have given out and they may be dissimilar. If dissimilar, they may be offered to the earnest, esoteric student, as a working hypothesis, to be accepted or rejected by him. In case he rejects, reason must be given in order that new light may be shed on the question.

Many scientists have personally studied the Great Pyramid and the Sphinx and made endless measurements. They have arrived, for the most part, at the same conclusion to which that great occultist, Madame Helena P. Blavatsky held, i. e., that "the measuring attainment of the Great Pyramid would indicate all the substance of measure of the heavens and the earth."

So much for that part, but there are other facts to be noted. It will be revealed—and no doubt within a comparatively short time, now—that there are many other secret chambers within this remarkable monument and that its true entrance is from the silent Sphinx. Verily it will not remain silent much longer. That celestial force which conquered the animal nature and resulted in a race of perfected human beings in a far distant Aquarian Age, enabled them to build monuments which would withstand the wear and tear of the ages and be a lodestar and a beacon-light for fellow travelers along the same GREAT PATH—a path that is narrow and sharp as a razor; a path filled with stones that bruise and cut the feet. As one persists, the stones become fewer; green, velvet grass and beautiful flowers spring up beside the