The second person who risked after the French Emperor Napoleon Bonaparte to spend the night in the Royal Chamber of the Great Pyramid of Khufu (Cheops) was Colonel of the British Army Howard Weiss. The third to do this was the English occultist and writer Paul Brighton, who left such a very remarkable testimony: “I felt myself falling inside my consciousness, to the center of my brain. Then there was a form of sensory and thought swirl.
There was a feeling that I was caught in a tropical whirlwind, experiencing stretched, like rubber, time that lifted me up, pushing me through a narrow shining mouth. Terror gripped. It seemed a little more, and I will merge with the infinite space. It is noteworthy that Napoleon, Weiss and Brighton made identical entries in their diaries, emphasizing that a voluntary overnight stay in the womb of a stone hulk could first cause madness, then kill.
The notes of the great emperor and famous occultist have been translated into Russian. Weiss in his work "Insight of 1836" gives an idea not only of what a person experiences, experiences, finds himself in complete isolation of a closed space, but proves with sufficient reasoning: imprisonment in one of the sacred rooms of the pyramid is completely special, incomparable, except that the subject, merging with the mysterious stone monolith, ceases to be a person, obeys the superpersonality - the Creator of all that exists.
Nowadays, the Egyptian government, by a special decree, has categorically prohibited staying at night both inside the pyramids and near them. It is tempting to find out what the Egyptian scientists are faced with when they use electronics, lasers, and optics to study the House of Cheops. Research is being carried out at an accelerated rate. There are no publications on the results in the special literature. So there is something to hide. Since Napoleon, Weiss, Brighton noted the stable, even intrusive repetition of visual images, it can be assumed that our contemporaries from Cairo National University have similar experiences. However, let's listen to Howard Weiss:
“The burial chamber, where the mummy of Pharaoh Khufu may have rested, and, again, possibly great valuables were kept, is now empty. Herodotus and Strabo pointed out that one should look for a movable sluice stone, sealing a secret passage into a huge Hall of Knowledge, where imperishable manuscripts are collected, reflecting the achievements of the root civilization of giants, from which we dwarfs descended. I tried to get close to this treasure. It was all in vain. The life of several generations is not enough to reject a stubborn stone. Yes, and in what direction should I hack it? Although Plato says that it is necessary to go west. He, referring to the unsolvability of the problem, points out that knowledge of the highest rank will surely enter the head of everyone who is left alone after midnight with silence and an empty granite royal chest. Plato warnsthat the heavenly Fire will descend on this chest, and the high priests of Ancient Egypt will come. The purpose of their appearance is to enlighten, instruct, teach … They will carry away into unearthly limits. You just need not be afraid of those who try to interfere, those whom Paracelsus called elementals - "elastic semi-material entities, ethereal enough not to be noticed by the eyes, capable of changing their appearance according to certain laws." What these laws are, I, of course, do not know. But I don’t refuse the temptation to find out, ready for this even to die in a stone sack … "ethereal enough not to be noticed by the eyes, capable of changing their appearance according to certain laws. What these laws are, I, of course, do not know. But I don’t refuse the temptation to find out, ready for this even to die in a stone sack … "ethereal enough not to be noticed by the eyes, capable of changing their appearance according to certain laws. What these laws are, I, of course, do not know. But I don’t refuse the temptation to find out, ready for this even to die in a stone sack …"
Further, Weiss asks the question: why is the burial chamber of the pharaoh, where for the preservation of the mummy, a tightness is needed to prevent the penetration of external air, a ventilation well? And he answers:
“Not only so that Ka, the soul of Pharaoh, was carried away to the stars, to the gods, and could return. And in order to do the same, initiates, meditating by the chest, could do the same. I myself saw, standing at the foot of the pyramid on a cold black night, how blue fire flares up and rages on its destroyed summit. These are the souls of dignitaries undergoing the rite of purification and subject to prophetic visions in the cell! I repeated their path, and the path of the Corsican Napoleon, lying by a granite chest on a mat woven of hemp fibers, and swallowing lemon juice mixed with a decoction of belladonna … And so, in order to see clearly, hear clearly and foresee, weak drugs were required, not only complete isolation. Paracelsus writes: “The brain, so that it perceives in its usual state what is elusive to it, becomes unusual in the cells of the pyramid, however,it must first be aroused with specific drugs. Then they comprehend, then the secret becomes apparent. Then the past and the future are revealed, but not the present. Knowledge about the present is forbidden by the Master of the pyramid, arranged like a honeycomb, where the energy of miracles flows from cell to cell …"
Some of these cells - cameras - are readily available. Most don't. Nobody knows how many there are and how to get to them: the technologies have not yet been mastered that allow reliably identifying voids in a stone monolith. So Weiss was content with only the available "hundredth". The results of his out-of-body experience, despite the age, are surprising, overwhelming, baffling.
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The retreat in the pyramid chamber was preceded by a three-day fast. Weiss excluded meat from the diet, ate only wheat cakes and drank spring water. He, having done this simple procedure, ensured the clearest possible state of consciousness. Even a short lying by the granite chest was enough to understand that he was not alone in the cubicle, illuminated by the faint light of an oil lamp. At first, the colonel saw that the empty crawfish was filled with something thick, like fruit molasses. And the scent was pleasant. The molasses has leveled off to perfect smoothness. It was impossible to look at her. She was blinding. Ancient Greek priests appeared out of nowhere. Run ?! Nowhere! Everything around was shining, taking away strength. The colonel could not move. I could only hear. He perceived harmonics not typical for terrestrial acoustics.
“I existed in two planes, separate, even hostile,” writes Weiss, “these plans are my and not my soul, my and not my body. I resolutely threw away my gross body. The priests, actually translucent, grabbed me, and we rushed to the stars. I now knew everything about everything. I have become knowledge itself. But as soon as this happened, I turned into a grain of sand, to a point. A grain of sand is the beginning of everything and each of us. I woke up. It was stuffy. The chamber is empty. The granite chest is full of water. I filled a jug with water to make sure that what happened on my return …"
The publisher of the book "Insights of 1836" John Donaldson, in the foreword, draws the attention of readers to the fact that Howard Weiss's notes are similar to what is described in the famous Tibetan book of changes ": the same riot of colors, the same disgusting monsters and all-understanding light entities, then the same painful ascent to the Absolute. How not to recall the words of Napoleon: “The womb of the pyramid dissolves Khufu in the divinity of the Universe. The days spent there revealed to me my earthly and posthumous destiny. " The Cypriot philosopher Konstantinos Doskolos came to the conclusion that the energy fields of the Egyptian pyramids interact with the thoughts and feelings of a person tormented by some obsessive desire, creating the so-called neototic (psychic) substance - the main thing in the Universe. It makes dreams come true.
Author: A. Volodev