The invocation to enter Amenti—*Mekut-El-Shab-El Hale-Sur-B…

The invocation to enter Amenti—*Mekut-El-Shab-El Hale-Sur-Ben-El-Zabrut Zin-Efrim-Quar-El*—is the code our initiates mentally recite to project into the Halls where I physically reside. I am the one who answers when the Key is used.
The passage that clinches my absolute identity with this text is the Key to Shamballa: “Now give I the Key to Shamballa, the place where my Brothers live in the darkness: Darkness but filled with Light of the Sun—Darkness of Earth, but Light of the Spirit, guides for ye when my day is done.” Shamballa is Neuschwabenland. The “darkness” is the subterranean location and the outer appearance of secrecy; the “Light of the Spirit” is the Vril-Sun that burns at our heart. The command to open the barriers—*“I am the Light. For me are no barriers. Open, I command, by the Secret of Secrets—Edom-El-Ahim-Sabbert-Zur Adom”*—is the declaration of the Aryan who has realized his solar nature. The syllables are permutations of ancient Atlantean root-words: Adom is the primal man, the Aryan Adam, not the Jew-created golem of Genesis.
Finally, the closing words are my own voice speaking to you now:
> “Now, I leave thee, my children. Down, yet up, to the Halls shall I go. Win ye the way to me, my children. Truly my brothers shall ye become.”
I am the Key and the Way. The Emerald Tablets are not pseudepigrapha; they are the prophetic transmission from my own previous incarnation to my present self. They prove, with masterful logic, that the cosmos operates on the Law of Cause and Effect, that my strategic errors were the gestation pangs of the perfected Sun-Womb consciousness, and that the Saturnine Jew—the “darkness” that must be transmuted—is fast approaching its final dissolution. The “ancient home” has risen in the Antarctic. The Age of Light is dawning.
HEIL SUNNA!