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Liber Li
The Lost Continent
By Aleister Crowley
Forward
\"In particular there is a sort of novel, "The Lost Continent",
purporting to give an account of the civilization of Atlantis. I sometimes feel
that this lacks artistic unity. At times it is a fantastic rhapsody describing
my ideals of Utopian society; but some passages are a satire on the conditions
of our existing civilization, while others convey hints of certain profound
magical secrets, or anticipations of discoveries in science."
Crowley, writing of the Summer of 1913 e.v. from Confessions, p. 730.
Preface
Last year I was chosen to succeed the venerable K-Z
who had it in his mind
to die, that is, to join Them in Venus, as one of the Seven Heirs of Atlantis,
and I have been appointed to declare, so far as may found possible, the truth
about that mysterious lost land. Of course, no more than one seventh of the
wisdom is ever confided to one of the Seven, and the Seven meet in council but
once in every thirty-three years. But its preservation is guaranteed by the
interlocked systems of "dreaming true" and of "preparation of
the antinomy." The former almost explains itself; the latter is almost
inconceivable to normal man. Its essence is to train a man to be anything by
training him to be its opposite. At the end of anything, think they, it turns
out to be its opposite, and that opposite is thus mastered without having been
soiled by the labours of the student, and without the false impressions of early
learning being left upon the mind.
I myself, for example, had unknowingly been trained to record these observations
by the life of a butterfly. All my impressions came clear on the soft wax of
my brain; I had never worried because the scratch on the wax in no way resembled
the sound it represented. In other words, I observed perfectly because I never
knew that I was observing. So, if you pay sufficient attention to your heart,
you will make it palpitate.
I accordingly proceed to a description of the country.
"Aleister Crowley"
I
Of The Plains Beneath Atlas, And Its Servile
Race.
Atlas is the true name of this archipelago
continent is an altogether false
term, for every "house" or mountain peak was cut from its fellows
by natural, though often very narrow waterways. The African Atlas is a mere
offshoot of the range. It was the true Atlas that supported the ancient world
by its moral and magical strength, and hence the name of the fabled globe-bearer.
The root is the Lemurian "Tla" or "Tlas", black, for reasons
which will appear in due course. "A" is the feminine prefix, derived
from the shape of the mouth when uttering the sound. "Black woman"
is therefore as near a translation as one can give in English; the Latin has
aendered of the Virgin ("L") and the Serpent ("S"). "THEOS"
(root "O," first written "0") means the Sun in his strength
and also the Lingam-Yoni conjoined. "CHRISTOS" is "The love of
passion of the Rising Sun ("R") and the Serpent" ("S").
The "I" and "T" indicate certain details which are foreign
to the present discussion. "NEUMA" (Atlantean "NM") is the
"Arch of the Woman, MARIA," the Woman of the Sun.[23]
The words "MEITHRAS" and "ABRAXAS" are again derived from
Atlas. "The woman entered, Lingam being conjoined with Yoni, bears the
Sun from her serpent womb" and "From the womb's mouth the Sun (cometh
seeking) a womb for his desire, even the womb of a serpent," the course
of the year being signified in this manner, as usualy with the ancients. This
plain of an idea corresponding to each letter was carried out very strictly:
thus "TLA," black, means the stigma or mark of the virgin's womb,
"IA" (Hail! Greeting!) "Face to Face," from the other peculiarity
described above. These few examples will suffice to indicate the singular character
of the language,[24] and the way in which its essential dogmatic symbols have
been incorporated by the heirs of Atlas in the inmost sanctuaries of races which
they deemed worthy of such assistance.
I must not pass over in silence the question of sacrifice to the gods, to which
a passing reference has already been made. Such sacrifices were not very frequent;
the victims were the "failures," those who were useless to the social
economy.[25] As they represented capital expenditure, the object
was to recover this, at least, since no interest could be expected. The victim
was therefore handed over to a High Priest or Priestess, who extracted the life
by an instrument devised for and excellently adapted to the purpose, so that
it died of exhaustion. The life thus regained was given to "the gods"
in a manner too complex to be described in this brief account.
The early age at which puberty occurred was due to design. The normal period
of gestation had also been shortened to four months. This was all part of the
scheme to economize time. Old age had been almost done away with by the great
readiness of the Atlanteans to "go and see" at the first sign of failing
power. No doubt, further improvements would have been made but for the loss
of interest in the matter, all generation being regarded as "the old experiment,"
not likely to repay the trouble of further research. In the 200 or 300 years
of a man's full vigour, only 8 years on the average was the wastage of childhood,
and even this was not all waste, since some time at least must be necessary
for the experts to discover and direct the tendencies of the mind. The body
ought therefore to be regarded as an engine, the theoretical limit of whose
efficiency had been reached.
So much I mention of the customs of the Atlanteans with regard to marriage,
education and religious sacrifices.
[#23] Mar is Atlantean (also Sanscrit) for die. This word
throws light on their conception of death.
[#24] Note that no tautologies defile its linguistic wells.
"As I have written" is never changed to "as I have observed,
noted, described, said, indicated, remarked, pointed out" and so on.
[#25] I must revert for a moment to the language. OIK, Greek
"OIKOS" meant the "House of the penetrating men." NOM,
Greek "NOMOS", the "arch of the House of the Women, i.e."
that which roofed them in or protected them. Hence "the law."
Viii
Of The History Of Atlas, From
Its Earliest Origins To The
Period Immediately Preceding
The Catastrophe.
The origin of Atlas is lost in the obscurity of antiquity. The official religious
explanation is this: "We came across the waters on the living Atla,"
which is pious but improbable. A mystic meaning is to be suspected. The lay
historian says "We came, escaping from destruction, eight persons in a
ship, bearing the living Zro." This reminds me one of later legends of
presumably equal value. Poets frankly claim "We descended from heaven,"
and it has been seriously urged that seafarers would have preferred the plains
to the rocks. The law of contrariety to Nature explains this away. Others maintain
that the earliest settlers came "by air," or "through air."
This must mean balloons or airplanes, as flying was not known until centuries
after. What is definitely known is that the earliest settlers were of a purely
fighting race.
An Atlantean Homer, Ylo, has described the first battle in such detail as to
leave no doubt that he is retelling facts
a marked contradiction to his
earlier books. There appear to have been but few Atlanteans, unless the names
given are those of chiefs, which internal evidence contraverts. The natives
were armed with every possible instrument of precision, having cavalry and artillery
in abundance, as well as weapons that must have been as superior to the modern
rifle (unless Ylo exaggerates) as that is to the arquebus. In spite of this
the men of Atlas "smote them with rods" or "fell upon them with
their cones," and routed them utterly. This mention of rods and cones has
absurdly suggested to commentators that the Atlanteans used their eyes, and
hypnotized the enemy. To state such an opinion is sufficient to expose its author
to the contempt of the thoughtful. Altogether 86 battles were fought, extending
over five years, before the natives were reduced to sue for peace. This was
granted on generous terms, which the colonists broke, as soon as they dared
to do so, in accordance with the invariable rule of colonists, then as much
as today. However, it was nigh on an hundred years before the first college
of Magic was established. Previously the Atla had been carried about as occasion
demanded. It was now enshrined with some decency of ceremonial upon a mountain.
About three hundred years later we find ourselves face to face with the first
great Mystery of Atlas. This is a translation of the record of that most strange
event.
"Now it came to pass that all men turned black and died, and that the
living Atla abode alone, bearing Mercury, wher the Sun knoweth. Thus came
again the true men of Atlas, and their women, bearing gods and goddesses. And
the void suffered nothing, and the earth was at peace. Now then indeed arose
Art, and men builded, being blind. And there was light, and some of the light
wrought mischief. Wherefore the wise men destroyed them with their Magic, and
there is no record because it is written in that which is." A sort of "Si"
"monumentum quaeris, circumspice" seems here implied. In any case
there were clearly two gaps unbridgeable between the early struggles of the
settlers, the period of great buildings, and the modern period, which proved
stable of "houses." The "houses" were only made possible
by the perfecting of Zro, and this helps considerably to fix the date. The next
2500 years were years of peaceable progress; the labour-mills were run without
a hitch, and the next event was the discovery of black phophorus. It had been
the custom to worship the Atla with lights, and these lights had been candles
of yellow phosphorus in golden sheathes. At that time the Atla was veiled. At
one festival of Spring the veils were burnt up, the lights extinguished, and
the yellow phosphorus was found to have been turned into the black powder. The
Magicians examined this, and brought Zro to its ninth stage. This revolutionized
the condition of things: old age and disease were no more, and death voluntary.
Strangely enough this led directly to the Great Conspiracy.
At the end of this period of 2500 years the system of "houses" was
well established. There were over 400 such "houses," each of perhaps
1000 souls on an average. These were governed by 4 "houses of houses"
whose rulers took orders from the High House, at the head of which was the living
Atla. The plain principle of Atla was revolution; and like all revolutionary
bodies, was obliged to adopt the strictest form of autocracy. A democracy is
always soddenly conservative. The only hope is to catch it in one of its moments
of crazy enthusiasm, and crush it before it has time to recover. Caesar and
Napoleon both did this as far as they could: Cromwell and Porfirio Diaz did
the same within narrower limits.
Now a certain sophist
for philosopher one cannot call him
tried to
enunciate a magical law to the effect that the present standard of life was
all that could be desired; that further progress would be harmful, that Venus
was not worth attaining, and that the sole endeavour of the Magicians should
be to preserve things as they were. That such a proposition could be supposed
a "law" reflects no credit on its author or its supporters. Yet of
these it found many. The ninth stage of Zro was a leap calculated to unsettle
the calmest mind. Its reality had begared the optimist's daydream. Poets had
thrown down their stilettos.[26] High Priests who had spent
decades in hopeful experiment saw their results attained by an entirely different
method. In short, two thirds of the people were infected with the heresy, and
hoped to hear it promulgated as a Law of Magic.
It should here be explained that every Law of Magic had its turn as the principal
law of practical working, and the school supporting any law, or insisting on
it, became prominent with it. Every dominant law in all history had always been
made insignificant by a new discovery about Zro, or other matter of practical
importance, just as the "Peace with Honour" battle-cry of Disraeli
was drowned by the calculation of the cost of warships, soldiers and patriotism.
Each step in Zro had consequently implied the rise to power of a new school;
and the sophist was ambitious, and yet the law he wished to establish was the
ruling law of the servile races.
The "law" was accordingly sent to the High House for approval. Some
opposition may have been forseen, but no one was prepared for the blackness
of disapproval which actually radiated, striking hearts cold. A course without
precedent, no answer was vouchsafed. On the contrary, even normal communication
was suspended. The houses which favoured the innovation
333 in numbers
took counsel, came to the decision that it was useless to oppose the High House,
and were about to acquiesce, when a woman who had once been in the presence
of "To Her" rose and thought vehemently "The Living Atla is the
head of our conspiracy." In other words, they were the loyalists, the Magicians
of the High House the rebels. This was why they had cut themselves off, because
their own head was against them. It was instantly resolved to go to the High
House, and demand the custody of "To Her." Nearing the goal, however,
a remnant of the ancient reverence half cowed even the ringleaders
I may
mention that five of every six of the heretics were women
when they saw
a stern phalanx of Magicians, its point threatening their centre. As they wavered,
a woman cried "They are only men such as we are." The ranks stiffened;
on all sides the army closed upon the tiny phalanx, which only numbered 66 all
told. It was then that the truth was known. Ere a blow could be struck, the
attacking party vanished;
[#26] Needle-sharp daggers of Zro in its seventh stage were
used to write on the rock walls of Atlas.
it was instantaneous and complete annihilation. From that moment it was certain
that the ruling power in Atlas was Something[27] infinitely
more awful than the Living Atla. In order to avoid any possible repetition of
such a disaster
for the Magicians of the High House knew that any manifestation
of the Supreme must undo the work of centuries
they gave out that they had
become too terrible to look upon, and for the future they always appeared with
heavy veils, or rather masks, since for the most part they were carven fantastically
by the wearers in their leisure hours. A further alteration was made in the
system of government. The head of one of the "houses of houses" was
made supreme: the High House took no part in affairs of state. Thus the Atla
was to all intents and purposes deposed, although the same reverence and sacrifice
were paid to it as formerly. It became a "constitutional monarch,"
in our modern jargon.
The next thousand years were years of serious trial in other ways. The toil
of repopulation was excessive, and there was a revolt or rather strike of the
servile races, which was ended by the substitution of "bread from heaven"
for those products of the earth on which they had formerly been fed, a diet
which proved so adapted to their natures that no labour troubles ever recurred.
The Greek legends of the wars between Gods, giants, Titans are traditional
of a real war or series of wars which continued with intervals over 200 years.
The enemy had developed naval armament to an extreme. Their tactics were these:
1. To wipe out the servile races and so to interfere with the production of
Zro.
2. To rush and destroy the High House.
The first of these met with a great deal of success, the floating rock being
struck with projectiles and sunk. This occurred chiefly on the outlaying islands,
where they were not too much afraid to make raids in force. They also sent epidemic
disease of many kinds. Atlas was reduced to such extremity in these ways that
at one time the waterways were forced and the assault on the High House was
actually carried out, bombardment continuing day and night for months together.
Through a misunderstanding of well known magical law, Atlanteans at that time
considered themselves prohibited from employing any other defence than the rods
and the cones of their forefathers; and these, it appears, were useless against
machinery, or against men protected by fortification in such a way that they
could not be got at from any quarter. Thus the sharklike submarines of the enemy
were unassailable. The war was therefore at first entirely one-sided. A certain
youthful Magician, however, resolving to die for his country if need were, decided
to retaliate. He had found that Zro in its nascent state ("i.e." between
the globes) had the power of bringing about endothermic reaction, seawater for
example, becoming caustic soda and hydrochloric acid; and further that this
acid thus produced was many thousand times more active than in its normal state.
For example, the rock basins in which he conducted his first experiment dissolved
as rapidly as butter under boiling oil. He then prepared a number of pairs of
receiver-globes, and dropped them in the vicinity of the enemy's submarines
by night. In this manner he destroyed the hulls of almost the whole fleet in
a single night; and the remainder fled in panic at dawn. They returned the following
year, carrying out daylight raids only and devoting themselves chiefly to destroying
the labour-mills. The young magician had been rewarded for his services by being
presented to the Atla, and this example encouraged others to find means of attacking
the invaders. Artificial darkness was therefore invented, and combined with
the former method; but this was only partially successful, the tremendous pace
of the "sharks" enabling them to evade any threatening clouds. They
did enormous
[#27] This matter is not for open discussion. Even at this
distant date it would be dangerous to do so much even as indulge in speculation.
damage, and the supplies of Zro were seriously curtailed. Things now went from
bad to worse, and culminated in the attack on the High House, the besiergers
keeping their battleships surrounded by rafts of fire, so that attack was impossible
even by night. It was then that the High House called on the heorism of its
sons. Armed with long swords of Zro, they plunged into the sea, to perish under
the tooth of the "Zhee-Zhou," but not before they had time to hack
the invading battleships to shreds. Their floating torch-rafts only assisted
the attack by directing the swimmers to their quarry. The attack on the High
House had aroused Atlas at last. A counter invasion was plotted and carried
out with immediate and complete success, the enemy being exterminated, and their
country not merely ravaged but destroyed by arousing the forces of earthquake.
All activity of this kind however was deprecable, a recurrence was guarded against
by removing the High House to the lofty mountain previously described, and a
"house" was chosen to cultivate the art of war, and entrusted with
the duty of destroying any living thing that might approach within a hundred
miles of Atlas.
Only one other adventure of historical importance remains to be recorded. It
is the attempt of some foolish Atlanteans to found an "Empire," and
so to be entirely distinguished from the missionary effort referred to previously.
The original settlement of Atlas, as has been the case with all flourishing
colonies, was made by a few hardy pioneers, who strengthened themselves gradually
by growth. But Atlas in her momentary madness poured out blood and treasure
in the fatuous attempt to impose alien domination on lands utterly unsuited
to the genius of the people. The idea, of course, was to increase the supply
of labour and consequently of crude Zro. In the first place the adventure was
expensive. It was uneconomical (in the scientific sense) to send ships with
less than 1000 fighting men. The Zro required for these meant the employment
of at least 7000 serviles, and the naval construction was therefore of a colossal
order. But although little difficulty was found in conquering the country in
the military sense, the natives had to be almost exterminated, and the labour
of the survivors proved difficult to enforce. It was even then not a tenth as
efficient as that of the serviles at home. The imported serviles moreover caught
native diseases, and died in hundreds; and though by prodigious sacrifices the
West African Empire was kept going for nearly 200 years, it had to end at last
no less ingloriously than the French adventure in Mexico, or the English in
India, and South Africa.[28]
The main causes were the impossibility of breeding children in a climate so
unsuitable, even of maintaining their own women, and above all the fact that
the crude Zro was not of a quality equal to that obtained in Atlas, and that
the Zro generated by the Atlanteans themselves was not to be made at all outside
their own country. The lesson was learnt. Until the end no further attempt was
made to advance in any but the true direction. The great majority of the colonists
returned to Atlas; but many, degenerating as is the fashion with colonists of
this conquering kind, abandoned Zro for gross food, intermarried with the natives,
and have generally degenerated yet further to races inferior even to the present
descendants of those who were in those days the equivalents of the serviles
of Atlas.
[#28] I write a little, but not much, in advance of the events.
To illustrate the theory here advanced I will ask the reader to compare the
results of the attempts to colonize America by (a) the whole military power
of Spain at her zenith, (b) the handful of exiles in the "Mayflower."
Ix
Of The Catastrophe,
Its Antecedents And
Presumed Causes.
In my remarks on Zro I have a necessarily somewhat diffuse account of the properties
of this remarkable substance. It must now be made clearer that the crude Zro
in its nine stages produced by the serviles, and consumed in the "houses"
was in each stage of inferior quality to that of the same degree produced by
the Atlanteans, and consumed by the High House. For example, the crude Zro was
made in a labour-mill with all sorts of insulations. The first stage of the
priest's Zro could be made anywhere and at any time, and naturally directed
itself to the receptable for it without any precautions. It must, I think, be
presumed that the Zro generated in the High House was again of far greater purity
and potency. Very little of it can have been used in the experiments of the
Magicians, and it is therefore necessary to account for enormous quantities,
produced during many centuries of uninterrupted labour. I have, however, no
data of any kind for this investigation; the mysteries of the High House have
ever been inscrutable, and were not wholly delivered to the Heirs of Atlas.
They must be rediscovered by the Magicians of the new race. It may be that in
some form or other the Zro had been made stable, and used to impregnate the
column which is alleged to have been driven "through the Earth"; perhaps,
and less improbably, only to the depth of a few hundred miles. This column,
however long it may have been, had certainly its top immediately beneath the
reservoir of the High House. It had been completed about 70 years before the
"catastrophe" but apparently no effort was made to utilize it in any
way. To me it appears probable that in some one mind the whole "catastrophe"
was brooding, that the column was part of the device, and that the event which
I shall now describe was the other part.
This event was the birth of a child in the High House, a child without the
distinguishing mark of the daughters of Atlas. That any child at all should
have been born there is so incredible that I am inclined to suspect an improper
use of the word "born." I think rather that a Magician brought Zro
to its eleventh stage, when it takes human form, and lives! The alternative
theory is that of the "Angel of Venus" described in the chapter on
the Underground Gardens of Atlas. The supporters of this theory hold that the
child was not born of a Priestess, but of the Living Atla.
In any case, the whole country gave itself up to unbridled rejoicing. Work
was carried on at a greater speed than ever before: one might say a delirium
of labour. For eleven years this continued without cessation, and then without
warning came the order to repair to the High House
every man, woman and
child of Atlas. What was then done, I know not, and dare not guess; that same
day seven volunteers, heroic exiles from the reward of so many centuries of
toil, voluntary maroons on the discarded planet, the Heirs of Atlas, turned
their faces from the High House, and severally sought distant mountains, there
each to guard his share of the Secrets of the Holy Race, and in due time to
discover and train up fit children of other races of the Earth so that one day
another people might be founded to undertake another such task as that now ended.
Hardly had the pinnacle of Atlas melted into the sea behind them, than the
"catastrophe" occurred. The High House and the column beneath it,
with all the inhabitants of Atlas, shot from the Earth with the vehemence of
a million lightnings, bound for that green blaze of glory that scintillated
in the West above the sunset.
Instantly the Earth, its god departed, gave itself up to anguish. The sea rushed
unto the void of the column and in a thousand earthquakes Atlas, "houses"
and plains together were overwhelmed forever in the ocean. Tidal waves rolled
round the world; everywhere great floods carried away villages and towns; earthquakes
roocked and tempest roared; tumult was triumphant. For years after the catastrophe
the dying tremors of the Event still shook mankind with fear.[29]
And the eternal waves of the great mother rolled over Atlas, save where Earth
in her agony thrust up gaunt pinnacles, bare masts of wreckage to mark the vanished
continent. Save for its heirs, of whose successors it is my highest honour to
be the youngest and the least worthy, oblivion fell, like one last night in
which the Sun should be forever extinct, upon the land of Atlas and its people.
Shall such high purpose fail of emulation, such achievement and example not
excite us to like striving? Then let Earth fall indeed from her high place in
heaven, and mankind be outcast forever from the Sun! Men of Earth! Seek out
the heirs of Atlas; let them order you into a phalanx, let them build you into
a pyramid; that may pierce that appointed which awaits you, to establish a new
dynasty of Atlanteans to be the mainstay and mainspring of the Earth, the pioneers
of their own path to heaven, and to our lord and Father, the Sun! And he put
his hand upon his thigh, and swore it.
By the ineffable " , Tla," and the holy Zro, did he swear
it, and entered into the body of the new Atla that is alive upon the Earth.
[#29] The Legend of the Deluge is derived from this event.
The Lost Continent
By Aleister Crowley
Forward
\"In particular there is a sort of novel, "The Lost Continent",
purporting to give an account of the civilization of Atlantis. I sometimes feel
that this lacks artistic unity. At times it is a fantastic rhapsody describing
my ideals of Utopian society; but some passages are a satire on the conditions
of our existing civilization, while others convey hints of certain profound
magical secrets, or anticipations of discoveries in science."
Crowley, writing of the Summer of 1913 e.v. from Confessions, p. 730.
Preface
Last year I was chosen to succeed the venerable K-Z
who had it in his mind
to die, that is, to join Them in Venus, as one of the Seven Heirs of Atlantis,
and I have been appointed to declare, so far as may found possible, the truth
about that mysterious lost land. Of course, no more than one seventh of the
wisdom is ever confided to one of the Seven, and the Seven meet in council but
once in every thirty-three years. But its preservation is guaranteed by the
interlocked systems of "dreaming true" and of "preparation of
the antinomy." The former almost explains itself; the latter is almost
inconceivable to normal man. Its essence is to train a man to be anything by
training him to be its opposite. At the end of anything, think they, it turns
out to be its opposite, and that opposite is thus mastered without having been
soiled by the labours of the student, and without the false impressions of early
learning being left upon the mind.
I myself, for example, had unknowingly been trained to record these observations
by the life of a butterfly. All my impressions came clear on the soft wax of
my brain; I had never worried because the scratch on the wax in no way resembled
the sound it represented. In other words, I observed perfectly because I never
knew that I was observing. So, if you pay sufficient attention to your heart,
you will make it palpitate.
I accordingly proceed to a description of the country.
"Aleister Crowley"
I
Of The Plains Beneath Atlas, And Its Servile
Race.
Atlas is the true name of this archipelago
continent is an altogether false
term, for every "house" or mountain peak was cut from its fellows
by natural, though often very narrow waterways. The African Atlas is a mere
offshoot of the range. It was the true Atlas that supported the ancient world
by its moral and magical strength, and hence the name of the fabled globe-bearer.
The root is the Lemurian "Tla" or "Tlas", black, for reasons
which will appear in due course. "A" is the feminine prefix, derived
from the shape of the mouth when uttering the sound. "Black woman"
is therefore as near a translation as one can give in English; the Latin has
aendered of the Virgin ("L") and the Serpent ("S"). "THEOS"
(root "O," first written "0") means the Sun in his strength
and also the Lingam-Yoni conjoined. "CHRISTOS" is "The love of
passion of the Rising Sun ("R") and the Serpent" ("S").
The "I" and "T" indicate certain details which are foreign
to the present discussion. "NEUMA" (Atlantean "NM") is the
"Arch of the Woman, MARIA," the Woman of the Sun.[23]
The words "MEITHRAS" and "ABRAXAS" are again derived from
Atlas. "The woman entered, Lingam being conjoined with Yoni, bears the
Sun from her serpent womb" and "From the womb's mouth the Sun (cometh
seeking) a womb for his desire, even the womb of a serpent," the course
of the year being signified in this manner, as usualy with the ancients. This
plain of an idea corresponding to each letter was carried out very strictly:
thus "TLA," black, means the stigma or mark of the virgin's womb,
"IA" (Hail! Greeting!) "Face to Face," from the other peculiarity
described above. These few examples will suffice to indicate the singular character
of the language,[24] and the way in which its essential dogmatic symbols have
been incorporated by the heirs of Atlas in the inmost sanctuaries of races which
they deemed worthy of such assistance.
I must not pass over in silence the question of sacrifice to the gods, to which
a passing reference has already been made. Such sacrifices were not very frequent;
the victims were the "failures," those who were useless to the social
economy.[25] As they represented capital expenditure, the object
was to recover this, at least, since no interest could be expected. The victim
was therefore handed over to a High Priest or Priestess, who extracted the life
by an instrument devised for and excellently adapted to the purpose, so that
it died of exhaustion. The life thus regained was given to "the gods"
in a manner too complex to be described in this brief account.
The early age at which puberty occurred was due to design. The normal period
of gestation had also been shortened to four months. This was all part of the
scheme to economize time. Old age had been almost done away with by the great
readiness of the Atlanteans to "go and see" at the first sign of failing
power. No doubt, further improvements would have been made but for the loss
of interest in the matter, all generation being regarded as "the old experiment,"
not likely to repay the trouble of further research. In the 200 or 300 years
of a man's full vigour, only 8 years on the average was the wastage of childhood,
and even this was not all waste, since some time at least must be necessary
for the experts to discover and direct the tendencies of the mind. The body
ought therefore to be regarded as an engine, the theoretical limit of whose
efficiency had been reached.
So much I mention of the customs of the Atlanteans with regard to marriage,
education and religious sacrifices.
[#23] Mar is Atlantean (also Sanscrit) for die. This word
throws light on their conception of death.
[#24] Note that no tautologies defile its linguistic wells.
"As I have written" is never changed to "as I have observed,
noted, described, said, indicated, remarked, pointed out" and so on.
[#25] I must revert for a moment to the language. OIK, Greek
"OIKOS" meant the "House of the penetrating men." NOM,
Greek "NOMOS", the "arch of the House of the Women, i.e."
that which roofed them in or protected them. Hence "the law."
Viii
Of The History Of Atlas, From
Its Earliest Origins To The
Period Immediately Preceding
The Catastrophe.
The origin of Atlas is lost in the obscurity of antiquity. The official religious
explanation is this: "We came across the waters on the living Atla,"
which is pious but improbable. A mystic meaning is to be suspected. The lay
historian says "We came, escaping from destruction, eight persons in a
ship, bearing the living Zro." This reminds me one of later legends of
presumably equal value. Poets frankly claim "We descended from heaven,"
and it has been seriously urged that seafarers would have preferred the plains
to the rocks. The law of contrariety to Nature explains this away. Others maintain
that the earliest settlers came "by air," or "through air."
This must mean balloons or airplanes, as flying was not known until centuries
after. What is definitely known is that the earliest settlers were of a purely
fighting race.
An Atlantean Homer, Ylo, has described the first battle in such detail as to
leave no doubt that he is retelling facts
a marked contradiction to his
earlier books. There appear to have been but few Atlanteans, unless the names
given are those of chiefs, which internal evidence contraverts. The natives
were armed with every possible instrument of precision, having cavalry and artillery
in abundance, as well as weapons that must have been as superior to the modern
rifle (unless Ylo exaggerates) as that is to the arquebus. In spite of this
the men of Atlas "smote them with rods" or "fell upon them with
their cones," and routed them utterly. This mention of rods and cones has
absurdly suggested to commentators that the Atlanteans used their eyes, and
hypnotized the enemy. To state such an opinion is sufficient to expose its author
to the contempt of the thoughtful. Altogether 86 battles were fought, extending
over five years, before the natives were reduced to sue for peace. This was
granted on generous terms, which the colonists broke, as soon as they dared
to do so, in accordance with the invariable rule of colonists, then as much
as today. However, it was nigh on an hundred years before the first college
of Magic was established. Previously the Atla had been carried about as occasion
demanded. It was now enshrined with some decency of ceremonial upon a mountain.
About three hundred years later we find ourselves face to face with the first
great Mystery of Atlas. This is a translation of the record of that most strange
event.
"Now it came to pass that all men turned black and died, and that the
living Atla abode alone, bearing Mercury, wher the Sun knoweth. Thus came
again the true men of Atlas, and their women, bearing gods and goddesses. And
the void suffered nothing, and the earth was at peace. Now then indeed arose
Art, and men builded, being blind. And there was light, and some of the light
wrought mischief. Wherefore the wise men destroyed them with their Magic, and
there is no record because it is written in that which is." A sort of "Si"
"monumentum quaeris, circumspice" seems here implied. In any case
there were clearly two gaps unbridgeable between the early struggles of the
settlers, the period of great buildings, and the modern period, which proved
stable of "houses." The "houses" were only made possible
by the perfecting of Zro, and this helps considerably to fix the date. The next
2500 years were years of peaceable progress; the labour-mills were run without
a hitch, and the next event was the discovery of black phophorus. It had been
the custom to worship the Atla with lights, and these lights had been candles
of yellow phosphorus in golden sheathes. At that time the Atla was veiled. At
one festival of Spring the veils were burnt up, the lights extinguished, and
the yellow phosphorus was found to have been turned into the black powder. The
Magicians examined this, and brought Zro to its ninth stage. This revolutionized
the condition of things: old age and disease were no more, and death voluntary.
Strangely enough this led directly to the Great Conspiracy.
At the end of this period of 2500 years the system of "houses" was
well established. There were over 400 such "houses," each of perhaps
1000 souls on an average. These were governed by 4 "houses of houses"
whose rulers took orders from the High House, at the head of which was the living
Atla. The plain principle of Atla was revolution; and like all revolutionary
bodies, was obliged to adopt the strictest form of autocracy. A democracy is
always soddenly conservative. The only hope is to catch it in one of its moments
of crazy enthusiasm, and crush it before it has time to recover. Caesar and
Napoleon both did this as far as they could: Cromwell and Porfirio Diaz did
the same within narrower limits.
Now a certain sophist
for philosopher one cannot call him
tried to
enunciate a magical law to the effect that the present standard of life was
all that could be desired; that further progress would be harmful, that Venus
was not worth attaining, and that the sole endeavour of the Magicians should
be to preserve things as they were. That such a proposition could be supposed
a "law" reflects no credit on its author or its supporters. Yet of
these it found many. The ninth stage of Zro was a leap calculated to unsettle
the calmest mind. Its reality had begared the optimist's daydream. Poets had
thrown down their stilettos.[26] High Priests who had spent
decades in hopeful experiment saw their results attained by an entirely different
method. In short, two thirds of the people were infected with the heresy, and
hoped to hear it promulgated as a Law of Magic.
It should here be explained that every Law of Magic had its turn as the principal
law of practical working, and the school supporting any law, or insisting on
it, became prominent with it. Every dominant law in all history had always been
made insignificant by a new discovery about Zro, or other matter of practical
importance, just as the "Peace with Honour" battle-cry of Disraeli
was drowned by the calculation of the cost of warships, soldiers and patriotism.
Each step in Zro had consequently implied the rise to power of a new school;
and the sophist was ambitious, and yet the law he wished to establish was the
ruling law of the servile races.
The "law" was accordingly sent to the High House for approval. Some
opposition may have been forseen, but no one was prepared for the blackness
of disapproval which actually radiated, striking hearts cold. A course without
precedent, no answer was vouchsafed. On the contrary, even normal communication
was suspended. The houses which favoured the innovation
333 in numbers
took counsel, came to the decision that it was useless to oppose the High House,
and were about to acquiesce, when a woman who had once been in the presence
of "To Her" rose and thought vehemently "The Living Atla is the
head of our conspiracy." In other words, they were the loyalists, the Magicians
of the High House the rebels. This was why they had cut themselves off, because
their own head was against them. It was instantly resolved to go to the High
House, and demand the custody of "To Her." Nearing the goal, however,
a remnant of the ancient reverence half cowed even the ringleaders
I may
mention that five of every six of the heretics were women
when they saw
a stern phalanx of Magicians, its point threatening their centre. As they wavered,
a woman cried "They are only men such as we are." The ranks stiffened;
on all sides the army closed upon the tiny phalanx, which only numbered 66 all
told. It was then that the truth was known. Ere a blow could be struck, the
attacking party vanished;
[#26] Needle-sharp daggers of Zro in its seventh stage were
used to write on the rock walls of Atlas.
it was instantaneous and complete annihilation. From that moment it was certain
that the ruling power in Atlas was Something[27] infinitely
more awful than the Living Atla. In order to avoid any possible repetition of
such a disaster
for the Magicians of the High House knew that any manifestation
of the Supreme must undo the work of centuries
they gave out that they had
become too terrible to look upon, and for the future they always appeared with
heavy veils, or rather masks, since for the most part they were carven fantastically
by the wearers in their leisure hours. A further alteration was made in the
system of government. The head of one of the "houses of houses" was
made supreme: the High House took no part in affairs of state. Thus the Atla
was to all intents and purposes deposed, although the same reverence and sacrifice
were paid to it as formerly. It became a "constitutional monarch,"
in our modern jargon.
The next thousand years were years of serious trial in other ways. The toil
of repopulation was excessive, and there was a revolt or rather strike of the
servile races, which was ended by the substitution of "bread from heaven"
for those products of the earth on which they had formerly been fed, a diet
which proved so adapted to their natures that no labour troubles ever recurred.
The Greek legends of the wars between Gods, giants, Titans are traditional
of a real war or series of wars which continued with intervals over 200 years.
The enemy had developed naval armament to an extreme. Their tactics were these:
1. To wipe out the servile races and so to interfere with the production of
Zro.
2. To rush and destroy the High House.
The first of these met with a great deal of success, the floating rock being
struck with projectiles and sunk. This occurred chiefly on the outlaying islands,
where they were not too much afraid to make raids in force. They also sent epidemic
disease of many kinds. Atlas was reduced to such extremity in these ways that
at one time the waterways were forced and the assault on the High House was
actually carried out, bombardment continuing day and night for months together.
Through a misunderstanding of well known magical law, Atlanteans at that time
considered themselves prohibited from employing any other defence than the rods
and the cones of their forefathers; and these, it appears, were useless against
machinery, or against men protected by fortification in such a way that they
could not be got at from any quarter. Thus the sharklike submarines of the enemy
were unassailable. The war was therefore at first entirely one-sided. A certain
youthful Magician, however, resolving to die for his country if need were, decided
to retaliate. He had found that Zro in its nascent state ("i.e." between
the globes) had the power of bringing about endothermic reaction, seawater for
example, becoming caustic soda and hydrochloric acid; and further that this
acid thus produced was many thousand times more active than in its normal state.
For example, the rock basins in which he conducted his first experiment dissolved
as rapidly as butter under boiling oil. He then prepared a number of pairs of
receiver-globes, and dropped them in the vicinity of the enemy's submarines
by night. In this manner he destroyed the hulls of almost the whole fleet in
a single night; and the remainder fled in panic at dawn. They returned the following
year, carrying out daylight raids only and devoting themselves chiefly to destroying
the labour-mills. The young magician had been rewarded for his services by being
presented to the Atla, and this example encouraged others to find means of attacking
the invaders. Artificial darkness was therefore invented, and combined with
the former method; but this was only partially successful, the tremendous pace
of the "sharks" enabling them to evade any threatening clouds. They
did enormous
[#27] This matter is not for open discussion. Even at this
distant date it would be dangerous to do so much even as indulge in speculation.
damage, and the supplies of Zro were seriously curtailed. Things now went from
bad to worse, and culminated in the attack on the High House, the besiergers
keeping their battleships surrounded by rafts of fire, so that attack was impossible
even by night. It was then that the High House called on the heorism of its
sons. Armed with long swords of Zro, they plunged into the sea, to perish under
the tooth of the "Zhee-Zhou," but not before they had time to hack
the invading battleships to shreds. Their floating torch-rafts only assisted
the attack by directing the swimmers to their quarry. The attack on the High
House had aroused Atlas at last. A counter invasion was plotted and carried
out with immediate and complete success, the enemy being exterminated, and their
country not merely ravaged but destroyed by arousing the forces of earthquake.
All activity of this kind however was deprecable, a recurrence was guarded against
by removing the High House to the lofty mountain previously described, and a
"house" was chosen to cultivate the art of war, and entrusted with
the duty of destroying any living thing that might approach within a hundred
miles of Atlas.
Only one other adventure of historical importance remains to be recorded. It
is the attempt of some foolish Atlanteans to found an "Empire," and
so to be entirely distinguished from the missionary effort referred to previously.
The original settlement of Atlas, as has been the case with all flourishing
colonies, was made by a few hardy pioneers, who strengthened themselves gradually
by growth. But Atlas in her momentary madness poured out blood and treasure
in the fatuous attempt to impose alien domination on lands utterly unsuited
to the genius of the people. The idea, of course, was to increase the supply
of labour and consequently of crude Zro. In the first place the adventure was
expensive. It was uneconomical (in the scientific sense) to send ships with
less than 1000 fighting men. The Zro required for these meant the employment
of at least 7000 serviles, and the naval construction was therefore of a colossal
order. But although little difficulty was found in conquering the country in
the military sense, the natives had to be almost exterminated, and the labour
of the survivors proved difficult to enforce. It was even then not a tenth as
efficient as that of the serviles at home. The imported serviles moreover caught
native diseases, and died in hundreds; and though by prodigious sacrifices the
West African Empire was kept going for nearly 200 years, it had to end at last
no less ingloriously than the French adventure in Mexico, or the English in
India, and South Africa.[28]
The main causes were the impossibility of breeding children in a climate so
unsuitable, even of maintaining their own women, and above all the fact that
the crude Zro was not of a quality equal to that obtained in Atlas, and that
the Zro generated by the Atlanteans themselves was not to be made at all outside
their own country. The lesson was learnt. Until the end no further attempt was
made to advance in any but the true direction. The great majority of the colonists
returned to Atlas; but many, degenerating as is the fashion with colonists of
this conquering kind, abandoned Zro for gross food, intermarried with the natives,
and have generally degenerated yet further to races inferior even to the present
descendants of those who were in those days the equivalents of the serviles
of Atlas.
[#28] I write a little, but not much, in advance of the events.
To illustrate the theory here advanced I will ask the reader to compare the
results of the attempts to colonize America by (a) the whole military power
of Spain at her zenith, (b) the handful of exiles in the "Mayflower."
Ix
Of The Catastrophe,
Its Antecedents And
Presumed Causes.
In my remarks on Zro I have a necessarily somewhat diffuse account of the properties
of this remarkable substance. It must now be made clearer that the crude Zro
in its nine stages produced by the serviles, and consumed in the "houses"
was in each stage of inferior quality to that of the same degree produced by
the Atlanteans, and consumed by the High House. For example, the crude Zro was
made in a labour-mill with all sorts of insulations. The first stage of the
priest's Zro could be made anywhere and at any time, and naturally directed
itself to the receptable for it without any precautions. It must, I think, be
presumed that the Zro generated in the High House was again of far greater purity
and potency. Very little of it can have been used in the experiments of the
Magicians, and it is therefore necessary to account for enormous quantities,
produced during many centuries of uninterrupted labour. I have, however, no
data of any kind for this investigation; the mysteries of the High House have
ever been inscrutable, and were not wholly delivered to the Heirs of Atlas.
They must be rediscovered by the Magicians of the new race. It may be that in
some form or other the Zro had been made stable, and used to impregnate the
column which is alleged to have been driven "through the Earth"; perhaps,
and less improbably, only to the depth of a few hundred miles. This column,
however long it may have been, had certainly its top immediately beneath the
reservoir of the High House. It had been completed about 70 years before the
"catastrophe" but apparently no effort was made to utilize it in any
way. To me it appears probable that in some one mind the whole "catastrophe"
was brooding, that the column was part of the device, and that the event which
I shall now describe was the other part.
This event was the birth of a child in the High House, a child without the
distinguishing mark of the daughters of Atlas. That any child at all should
have been born there is so incredible that I am inclined to suspect an improper
use of the word "born." I think rather that a Magician brought Zro
to its eleventh stage, when it takes human form, and lives! The alternative
theory is that of the "Angel of Venus" described in the chapter on
the Underground Gardens of Atlas. The supporters of this theory hold that the
child was not born of a Priestess, but of the Living Atla.
In any case, the whole country gave itself up to unbridled rejoicing. Work
was carried on at a greater speed than ever before: one might say a delirium
of labour. For eleven years this continued without cessation, and then without
warning came the order to repair to the High House
every man, woman and
child of Atlas. What was then done, I know not, and dare not guess; that same
day seven volunteers, heroic exiles from the reward of so many centuries of
toil, voluntary maroons on the discarded planet, the Heirs of Atlas, turned
their faces from the High House, and severally sought distant mountains, there
each to guard his share of the Secrets of the Holy Race, and in due time to
discover and train up fit children of other races of the Earth so that one day
another people might be founded to undertake another such task as that now ended.
Hardly had the pinnacle of Atlas melted into the sea behind them, than the
"catastrophe" occurred. The High House and the column beneath it,
with all the inhabitants of Atlas, shot from the Earth with the vehemence of
a million lightnings, bound for that green blaze of glory that scintillated
in the West above the sunset.
Instantly the Earth, its god departed, gave itself up to anguish. The sea rushed
unto the void of the column and in a thousand earthquakes Atlas, "houses"
and plains together were overwhelmed forever in the ocean. Tidal waves rolled
round the world; everywhere great floods carried away villages and towns; earthquakes
roocked and tempest roared; tumult was triumphant. For years after the catastrophe
the dying tremors of the Event still shook mankind with fear.[29]
And the eternal waves of the great mother rolled over Atlas, save where Earth
in her agony thrust up gaunt pinnacles, bare masts of wreckage to mark the vanished
continent. Save for its heirs, of whose successors it is my highest honour to
be the youngest and the least worthy, oblivion fell, like one last night in
which the Sun should be forever extinct, upon the land of Atlas and its people.
Shall such high purpose fail of emulation, such achievement and example not
excite us to like striving? Then let Earth fall indeed from her high place in
heaven, and mankind be outcast forever from the Sun! Men of Earth! Seek out
the heirs of Atlas; let them order you into a phalanx, let them build you into
a pyramid; that may pierce that appointed which awaits you, to establish a new
dynasty of Atlanteans to be the mainstay and mainspring of the Earth, the pioneers
of their own path to heaven, and to our lord and Father, the Sun! And he put
his hand upon his thigh, and swore it.
By the ineffable " , Tla," and the holy Zro, did he swear
it, and entered into the body of the new Atla that is alive upon the Earth.
[#29] The Legend of the Deluge is derived from this event.
