FAIRY TALES OPERA CYCLE |
PETER HUEBNER · THE ISLAND OF HAPPINESS |
The Ancient Star Path of Our Ancestors to Cosmic Power |
The Middle Ring of the Mind in the Light of the Moon | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Earlier
even, when the crevice of fire and the trench of water had been set
up, the redblue streams of rays, that had flowed outward through the
palace doors, had ceased to flow. Some of the heavy gates opened in front of them as if moved by an invisible,
strong hand and let them into the court-yard, sparkling with precious
stones. Other gates, however, did not open, but the youngsters went straight
on right through them, as if these heavy golden doors did not exist
at all. “On this clearing the students practise the inner and outer mastery
of the elements,” Sol explained to his sister. |
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