FAIRY TALES OPERA CYCLE |
PETER HUEBNER · THE ISLAND OF HAPPINESS |
The Ancient Star Path of Our Ancestors to Cosmic Power |
The Ring of the Inner Cognitive Exercises in the Light of the Moon | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
The Wonder-Working Wonder-Wand | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
On
the next forest-clearing Mani saw another golden smithy. A young man
held a golden globe with pliers into the white-glowing forge and blew
incessantly into it. And as he blew his breath vigorously into it -
as if to penetrate the ball - the little sun stretched longer and longer. As he continued to blow into it unperturbed the snake blinked at him with her bright eyes, and eventually her whole body began to vibrate. With this fine vibration the individual scales of the scintillating creature turned into radiant sun-eyes and all these seeing fire-balls, from which sparks burst forth, were now directed towards the young smith. With his breath however, he collected all these showering fire-sparks and blew them back to the reptile and into its gaping jaws. Now the glowing little suns began to permeate the magnificent snake
from the head like a gleaming rain of stars, and no sooner had they
reached the tail than they rushed towards the head again. When Mani dared to cast a glance into the shining wand, it seemed to
her as if she sank into an unfathomable sea of stars, and quite unexpectedly
her mind began to expand throughout all spaces so swiftly that she felt
dizzy. “With the cosmic breath of life the versed young journeyman-smith works the perfect desires of the world into the gleaming snake-wand so that they strive towards the state of their natural fulfilment - on their own power and their own incentive,” Sol explained to his sister. “On the previous clearing the other smith had done the same thing with the manifold elements of space and time. “His ring too was formed by the snake of life which bites into
its own tail and thus forms the ring. Now the young smith took the luminous star-wand, in which Mani could
not recognize the snake anymore, from the smokeless blazing fire and
dipped it into the crystal-clear spring which gushed forth from the
earth next to the forge into a golden bowl. |
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