my initiation into the ancient order of the temple of the golden dawn,born of flesh and blood,lifted to the twin peaks of silence and knowing,the novice, is slowly introduced into the secret unfolding of the lotus of a thousand petals,found by contemplation of the jewel in the heart ,the ancient art of murmuring the mantra om mane padme om,brings the state of the unabiding mind to the following state of excstasy,no longer in the words of the mantra,but in the mind of the winged jewel,burnt by the flames of the renaissance of the phoenix,the ancient art ,by means of cryptic signs,sings the joie of the immortal state of isness,rediscovered by the novice,in the heart of the mind. the eternal flowering in the heart of the mind takes the form of the slow turning of the novice towards the diamond point of clearness and embarkement onto the ancient sea of the oceanic gaze,reborn with the angelic wings of the ancient dragon,firmly installed in the cimes of the mountain,where gold is washed,by this the representation of the acheived state,is signified in the alchemic engraving,I have garded this ancient manuscript,since my first illumination,it reveals in a sort of metalanguage,the way. nourrished ,by the flames of the eternal returning winged dragon,the manuscript shows clearing the way to the montain of being,in this flame all are become one,in the state of isness,the alchemist,refounded in the work,plays slowly ,by the waters of purety,the ancient stringed instrument,the song of union,no longer uniting opposing poles,but,by a sort of celestiel agriculture,firmly placed,by the monastry of the vision of the subtle passage of the knowledge,by the fountain of becoming ,in a sea of fulfilment,entering liked young virgins,into the hall of the eternal archetype of the union in the wedding suite of the mystical temple,in the forbidden city of the ancient kingdom of the land of the ancient warrior,fighting not a war of pillage and destuction,but laying down arms,to transform them,placed in the athanor,refined and defined in the manuscripts representation,by the young virgin ,garding the flame of the illumation of secret things in the heart of the process of melting the prescious metals,having descended by the seven planets,rising in the seven metals .the pouring of the metal,into the mould of the archetype of the ring of the holy wedding,the boats of the royal armada,enter the into harbour ,by the walls of the forbidden city,carrying,the icon of the mother of tenderness,to place this in the sanctuary of the visitation.wedding songs accompany,the procession of the of the icon,to the most hidden room of the wedding chamber,the princess,here is reveiled,without veil,to the eyes of the young prince,instructed in the ancient art of courtly love,this practises opens the searchers heart to the state of rapture,renaissance and initiation,are here represented,by the the sword of the archangel,holding the chord,of the ancient instrument. Reurning ,from the war between the far away tons,he devotes himself to the reforming the city ,according to the ryhtmn of the ancient rites of the book of songs. these songs,sung without musical accompgnement,are sung by young virgins,at the entering of the veiled princess ,carried on the winged back of the phoenix,reborn,this signifies in alchemic language,the achievement of the work. I have seen and understood these things,read in the ancient book of songs,garded by the veil of unconciousness,returning here,in the full light of the uncreated being. I share these things,not for monetary gain,but to further the path of humanity,in its search for the royal treasure,in the palace,of the heart of the forbidden city. shakuhachi