King is in his home in a town near Mount Shasta, and Saint Germain pops in. Saint Germain tells him that in order for King to use the power of dominion, to control people and things, he must first learn to obey The Law Of The One. He does not tell King what that means, but King seems to intuitively understand it. Then he tells king to get ready for a trip, and vanishes.
The next day, King spontaneously leaves his body, and begins to fly through the air at great speed towards Yellowstone National Park. Saint Germain is there and tells him that the word “Yellowstone” comes from an old tradition, about fourteen thousand years old, referring to a giant, ancient gold mine that was here and operated by Poseidonis, which was a tributary state of Atlantis. There was also a diamond mine that yielded yellow diamonds. The gold and diamonds were important to the country, as their molecular vibrations are powerful and they’re used to advance science.
Saint Germain then tells King that it was King himself, in a past life, who discovered the gold and diamonds and built the first mines here. As proof, he takes King down into the old mines. As they float down through the ground, Saint Germain explains that the mine has been hidden and nobody but an Ascended Master can find it.
They came into a room that had a metal door that was closed. In the door was a kind of 1930’s sci-fi biometrics lock, an indentation in the shape of a hand. King put his hand in it and it fit perfectly, and the door unlocked and opened. Saint Germain explained that this lock was made by King himself in a past life, and that “the model of his hand” had not changed through all of his lives for fourteen thousand years.
So, at this point they spend a lot of time walking around the mine, using it’s amazing elevator, and marveling at its splendors and its huge stash of diamonds. Afterwards, they leave, and float to a gold mine, where pretty much the same thing happens.
Saint Germain mentions that not only did King build the mines, but at seven different times in the past, one of his past lives reactivated them and put them to use for humanity. Saint Germain also mentions some kind of great cataclysm that happened twelve thousand years ago, but doesn’t elaborate.
Next, they teleport back to Royal Teton again, and go into the records room, where King views the complete history of the mine and commits it to memory, so he can reactivate it at the appropriate time. In the room, he notices the mumified remains of his former body, his wife’s former body, and his son’s former body from the Saharan city.
Finally, they teleport back to his home, and Saint Germain, always handy with a beverage, gives him an amber liquid to drink.
Saint Germain comes down to earth, snags King right out of his body, and takes him to a place just south of Mexico City. During one of his past lives, King chose to be born into the ruling family, along with the past-life of his son and his wife. So, in this incarnation, they’re all siblings. The three of them cause the Incan civilization to rise to great heights, along with some help from a past life incarnation of Saint Germain. That civilization is described in some detail.
They go to some ruins, and Saint Germain takes them underground to a cavern. It’s a vast temple complex that is no longer in use and no longer needed, so Saint Germain makes it vanish, and sort of shrinks it so it can be stored in the record room of Royal Teton.
At this point, the book rather surprisingly goes on a bit about Jesus. It’s wrong to cast any judgement over Jesus or His actions, because he is one of the greatest of the Ascended Masters, and before you can attain ascendency yourself, you have to completely accept them without reservation, and understand that they are an outpouring of Pure Love.
He then talks about aging and death being a function of decrepitude brought about by not controlling appetites and wasting God Energy. When you waste God Energy, the Inner God loses control over your cells, and it eventually pulls out, and you die.
Another bit of dogma from Saint Germain’s long underground lecture: Once you become an Ascended Master, you are actually part of God, and God is part of you. This sort of hints at the Christian concept of Holy Trinity, and the Christian belief that Jesus is God but also the son of God. Although I wouldn’t categorize this religion as Trinitarian. More like Buddhism with Christ and angels. Or maybe Hinduism with a slightly Christian face.
And now that I think about it, the writing style, as slow and plodding as it is, has a bit of the rhythm of some eastern holy works, such as the Bhagavad Gita. It could be an inspiration for the the book I’m reviewing.
He then takes them back in time, to view the Incan civilization itself. In that time, Saint Germain’s past life is the oldest son of the Incan king, and goes by the name Uriel.
The king throws a huge party, and announces that Uriel is the heir to the throne, and abdicates. He also says that the “youngest son” which is in fact the past life of King, has in a previous life created a mine that will take care of the kingdom for years to come. The former Incan king casts a spell on Godfre King, (argh, too many kings!) and Godfre King remembers the past life and the location of the mine.
Godfre King then leads an expedition to liberate the gold from the mine, and they find that the gold doesn’t even need to be mined from the rock, it’s already laying around in piles, because his past life self knew he would need to use it someday.
On the day of Uriel’s coronation, a Wondrous Being of pure shimmering color swooped down out of the clouds and put a crown on his head. The old king lay down and died, and his soul was carried away by the shimmering color thing.
The visit being done, King and Saint Germain teleported back to King’s home, and put King back in his body. This time, instead of offering him a drink, Saint Germain spouted a stream of divine energy all over King.
With Saint Germain’s vanishing into thin air, this concludes the chapter.
Saint Germain pops in and is wearing a marvelous shimmering suit, that as described makes me picture David Bowie in The Man Who Fell To Earth. King thinks it’s beautiful, and suddenly slips out of his body to find that his ghost self is wearing the same unitard. Saint Germain rambles on for a long time explaining that he created the clothing out of the Universal Substance (which I think is just another phrase for Universal Supply, but I’m not sure, he keeps changing the names of things) and any Ascended Master can do this.
Muggles can’t because they haven’t embraced the True Love of the Inner God and fill their hearts and minds with hate, doubt, cynicism, and a few other negative words. He doesn’t specifically mention snark but I’ll bet that’s something that would keep me from being able to conjure up shiny disco clothes at will.
You know, if anyone ever decides to build a religion around snark, I could be the high priest. Actually, now that I think about it, maybe they already have. I need to look into the Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster and the Church of the subGenius. I think they might be pretty snarky. They might not be actual churches though.
After much pontification on the nature of conjuring things out of True Love, and also a lengthy dialog on how cataclysms happen periodically as a way to clean the celestial house, they finally set off. They flew through the air to South America, and landed on the Amazon River.
As they stood on the river, King marveled that they didn’t sink through it. Saint Germain explained that their magic garments had an electrical force field around them that was holding them up. But he also noted that the electricity used in the garments was of a “finer, and higher” type of electricity that was unknown to science. Some day man will discover it, and learn that it has always been a part of the atmosphere.
They went underwater for a while, and swam around without getting wet, buzzed some crocodiles, and then flew over land, going far inland until they came to some obelisks poking up from the soil. Only the top ten feet of the sixty foot obelisks were exposed, and covered with hieroglyphics. They were at a buried city.
The city was destroyed in the same cataclysm that wiped out Atlantis.
So the next … many.. pages go on to detail how amazing the city and civilization were, how advanced, how beautiful, how glowing. And also, the past lives of King, his family, and Saint Germain are all involved in very important roles as well.
Eventually, the cataclysm drawing near, the king (who was King) foretold of the coming devastation, but nobody believed him, so he and his family and a few faithful friends pulled up their roots and went to the American Southwest. When the disaster struck, much of South America (which was called Meru at the time) sank into the sea. Lake Titicaca was formed, and the Amazon River changed its course.
King is distraught that such a wonderful civilization was wiped out, but Saint Germain tells them that they deserved it because they turned away from the Holy Radiation.
Let me just say here that “Holy Radiation” is kind of an awesome phrase.
Saint Germain then takes him to another buried city, and shows him a vast treasure horde located there. More gold and gems than in any of the other hordes he’d seen so far. Saint Germain explains that man is too greedy to have this stuff now, that man would misuse it, so it’s being kept here safely until the day when it can be released. Gold and jewels give off an aura that makes it easier to manipulate the world and stabilizes the molecular vibrations of the Earth, so wasting this stuff on something as banal as a source of money is a bad thing.
In other words, the gold will only be released when gold has no monetary value.
They teleport home, and Saint Germain gives King a cup filled with “Living Substance,” (which sounds kind of gross when you think about it) and then vanishes.
And that’s the end of the chapter, and the end of part 2.
This book review is fascinating and painful at the same time. The writing is awful. It takes him two pages to say what could be laid down in a couple of sentences. But I think that’s intentional. As I mentioned before, it has the rhythm and cadence of a work that used to be a song in a previous language, and has been translated into English prose, much like the Bhagavad Gita or the Poetic Edda, or some other ancient epic. Not that I think this book used to be an ancient epic, but that the author is mimicking that format.
Well, I’m almost done with it. I’ll finish it up tomorrow, but I might not post tomorrow because I’ve got another church to visit! Writing about a church visit will be a nice break.