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Featuring: The Lost Book of WisdomThe book was written from the point of view of ancient seers who walked like patriarchs through their city which was built to accommodate them and their students. One of the major questions the book seeks to answer is how much of modern science could have been deduced in the ancient past by brilliant observations and analysis. Thus secrets of the universe were revealed in glimpses of radiant simplicity as seers unfolded the nature of light to their earnest listeners, disclosing a cosmos that meshes with our own 'modern' views. For instance, how could ancient seers know with certainty that the cosmos is not infinite nor is it populated by stars scattered evenly throughout infinity? How did they know about the scientific method and how did they define it? Read and enjoy this small sample of Yurica's poetry and art.
The engraving
below is from the frontispiece,
which is a reproduction of an 1877 engraving
by F. Eltze, digitally revised and painted with
light by the author. All the other art is by Yurica.
"On a warm day in the courtyard of the school for seekers, when the great seers taught daily, one could hear the tiny voices of merchants and shoppers from the distant marketplace drift idly, like downy chaff on windless air. This day was unique. Half the city's seekers came to hear the unveiling of a great secret. Students were crowded against the courtyard walls, sitting between the acacias, where yellow blossoms sent dancing specks of anointing oil to touch their heads...The seer said, 'I will reveal to you great secrets: In seeking wisdom, the sages warn, no one dare call himself wise, for the instant the thought is released, all wisdom vanishes from the paths of the mind. Those who are wise know that wisdom and knowledge form great circles in the realm of mind, ever widening, ever growing, never ending, like infinity itself...'
"If you do not seek and find wisdom," the seer warned, "you will be at the mercy of every false prophet, every false leader, and every current of wind blown in any direction. Fools will love you. Illness of mind and body will hound you. Death will be your companion. Knaves will track you and bait you. Physicians will know you well. Unwise counselors will charge you large sums for advice that will cause you pain and loss. And everything you value will vanish like water spilled on hot desert sand."
"Thus saith Wisdom: Wisdom starts with our thoughts, which the wise examine minutely to determine the quality and the value of the topics under scrutiny. Thoughts, like words written down or spoken are spirit and have a power of their own. Loving thoughts and words attract life; fearful thoughts attract diminution, depression or even death: they reduce. The wise not only direct their own thoughts and words carefully, they also monitor the words they read and hear from others, lest wayward suggestions enter unchallenged into the recesses of wisdom's lighted halls. The center of your being, which is also often called the heart, stands in timelessness and awe; it is like a child that believes everything it is told in all true innocence. So above everything else you guard and value--let your knowing mind guard your heart. It never sleeps: it is the repository of all your beliefs; it is the source of imagination where a constant whirling, dredging apparatus mines feelings, images, conflicts and thoughts from the deep."
The seer said, "Those who choose to seek Wisdom, find many paths before them and many promises staked and posted on roads well worn...But...the path to Wisdom is overgrown, not many find it and it is a lonely road. But there is a complication to your quest. A deceiver seeks to make the lie the ruler of your being. Each child born of woman is a fresh creature and stranger to this world. The serpent smiles at each new Adam and Eve and says, 'What you have been told is the truth--is a lie. What you have been told is a lie--is the truth. Let me teach you what to believe....Therein begins the struggle. If the seeker perseveres, he will learn discovering truth requires great effort and time, and the process is often painful and humbling, especially when his own attitudes, prejudices and methods are examined for imperfections....Thus, if the searcher seeks to know reality, truth must be the primary law of his or her mind, but truth is exclusionary: If one loves truth, one must reject falsity...The wise fight the power of the lie all the days of their lives."
There is a prophecy to be sealed for the end of all ages...Little children shall lead them and they shall be daughters of Eve as well as sons of Adam. They shall speak and know many languages and mathematics shall be the lantern, revealing the way. Numbers shall reveal themselves to them as to no other before or after. These children shall grow and shall invent many witty inventions, making apparatus from crystals and glass, magnets and numbers one and not one, not one and one. They shall know infinity and harness great stallions to run in jars of power. They shall make carriages ladened with numbers, pulled by engines of light to distant stars, where the numbers will dismount and assemble into creatures that signal and talk. They shall warn the nations and people of earth to repent lest lies destroy all known life. They shall travel on a beam of light and touch the very finger of God....These children will follow their vision, they will sing their song, they will write their words, they will pass on their wisdom to those who shall come after them, and on and on."
"Thus saith Wisdom: Feelings engage the mind and hook into the flow of thoughts. They ripple across the sea of calm contemplation, causing the entire body to change its rhythm. Sometimes emotions pull the person toward action not previously known or reasoned, and then even the wise feel the pain of knowing they have acted like a fool. Too often feelings determine a man and woman's fate: by succumbing to the rule of emotions, they make emotions their king.
Thus saith Wisdom: The cosmos is filled with possibility. Me thinks in the realm of mind, the wise man touches more than one world at a time...Possibility beckons to us from every beam of light. It calls from the stars or from a moonbeam and from the singing birds of night.
If memory is located in chambers of the flesh, the thoughts and images stored in the flesh are nevertheless incorporeal; that which is spirit cannot die. Therefore when the flesh dies, the spirit is set free. We may yet find our world of corporeal being is something spun from delicate fibers of light. When our bodies die, they return to the dust from which they were made, but we are lifted over the threshold and return to the light from whence we came. Our thoughts, our spoken words, and the images of our minds are messages we send to our bodies and to the kindred others we seek or hope to find, that we may signal our feelings, and share the knowledge and understanding we perceive. If light carries a message from all that it has bathed to our eyes, is it not reasonable to believe our incorporeal mind's light is recorded in messages and carried abroad as far as light can fly? By taking thought of glorious things, we soar past the gates of time and space into uplands unbounded; and lifted on wings of woven snow, the corporeal falls away into specks of gold and silver, rubies, and diadems that seem like mere clay as we touch the veil that separates, and enter the realm behind the one we know."
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