DEDICATORY

AT times I had to tread

Where not a star was found

To lead or light me, overhead;

Nor footprint on the ground.

I toiled among the sands

And stumbled with my feet;

Or crawled and climbed with kneeds and hands

Some future path to beat.

I had to feel the flow

Of waters whelming me:

No foothold to be touched below,

No shore around to see.

Yet, in my darkest night,

And farthest drift from land,

There dawned within the guiding-light;

I felt the unseen hand.

Year after year went by

And watchers wondered when

The diver, to their welcoming cry

Of joy, would rise again.

And still rolled on Time’s wave

That whitened as it passed:

The ground is getting toward the grave

That I have reached at last.

Child after Child would say—

“Ah, when his work is done,

Father will come with us and play—”

’Tis done. And playtime’s gone.

A willing slave for years,

I strove to set men free;

Mine were the labours, hopes, and fears,

Be theirs the victory.

GERALD MASSEY.

The Underneath is also taken from Natural Genesis by Gerald Massey

“In the customs and institutions of schools, academies, colleges, and similar bodies destined

for the abode of learned men and the cultivation of learning, everything is found adverse to the

progress of science. For the lectures and exercises there are so ordered, that to think or speculate

on anything out of the common way can hardly occur in any man. And if one or two

have the boldness to use any liberty of judgement, they must undertake the task all by themselves:

they can have no advantage from the company of otherts. And if they can endure this also, they

will find their industry and largeness of mind no slight hindrance to their fortune. For the

studies of men in these places are confined and as it were imprisoned in the writings of certain

authors, from whom if any man dissent he is straightaway arraigned as a turbulent person and

an innovator.”—BACON.

They needs must find it hard to take Truth for authority who have so long mistaken

Authority for truth.

The Shadows of the past, substantialized,

Environ us; we are built about from birth

With life-long shutting out of light from heaven.

“The few who had the courage to call the child by its right name, the few that knew something

of it, who foolishly opened their hearts and revealed their vision to the many, were always

burnt or crucified.”—GOETHE.

’Tis a truth, howe’er unheeded

Work least wanted is most needed.

There is, however, an incredible tendency in human nature, however few may cultivate

it at one time in the same direction, never to rest short of the attainable; and however minimized

its value may appear in the process of attainment, we cannot rest until we have

the truth.

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This is a wonderful book, I came across it via Kenneth (Kenaz) Grant(Gebo)

Who refers to it constantly in his Typhonian works.

This book as well as it companion 2nd volume are available online.

Freya