THE SEVEN ETERNITIES

Absolute abstract Space is the causa causorum of all that is, has been and will be.

Profound and blessed space is certainly the incomprehensible “Seity”, the ineffable mystical root of the seven cosmos, the mysterious origin of everything we know as spirit, matter, universes, suns, worlds, etc.

That, the Divine, Space of happiness, is a tremendous reality beyond the universe and beyond Gods.

That has no dimension whatsoever, and in truth It is what is, what always has been and what always will be.  It is the life that throbs intensely in every atom and in every sun.

Now let’s talk about the great ocean of Spirit.  How to define it? Certainly, He is Brahma, the first differentiation or modification of That before which both the gods and men tremble.

Is That spirit?  Truly I tell you that it is not.  Is That matter?  I tell you that it surely is not.

That is the root of Spirit and matter, but it is neither Spirit nor matter.

That transcends the laws of number, weight and measure.  That transcends side-by-side, quantity, quality, before, after, above, below, etc.

That is what has reality beyond thought, word and deed.

That is not of time, and is beyond silence and sound and the ears to sense them.

That is the immutable in profound divine abstraction; light that has never been created by any God or any human being; that which has no name.

Brahma is Spirit, but That is not Spirit.  The Absolute, the Unmanifested, is uncreated light.

Where was the prima materia of the Great Work?  It is clear that before the dawn of creation it rested in the profound bosom of the Absolute Abstract Space.

That primordial matter really becomes the soul, so to say, of the One; the living noumenon of any substance; undifferentiated cosmic matter.

The ancient wisdom says that Brahma, the Father, the ocean of the universal Spirit of life, when arriving at the Great Night (what the Hindustanis call Pralaya or dissolution of the universe) is submerged in the Absolute abstract Space for seven eternities.

The seven eternities mean “aeons” or fully defined, clear and precise periods of time.

We are told that a Mahakalpa, a great age, a Cosmic Day, certainly has a total of 311,040,000,000,000 years.  A Mahapralaya, a cosmic night, obviously equals the same amount of time.

Space is full of universes; while some world systems of are coming out of the profound night, others are coming to their end.  Cradles here, graves there.

Before the dawn of the Great Day in which we live move and have our being, what existed?  The Rig Veda responds by saying:

Neither Anything nor Nothing existed; that bright sky
Was not, nor heaven's broad roof outstretched above.
What covered all?  What sheltered?  What concealed?
Was it the water's fathomless abyss?
There was no death — yet there was nothing immortal,
There was no confine between day and night;
The only One breathed breathless by Itself,
Other than It there nothing since has been.
Darkness there was, and all at first was veiled
In gloom profound — an ocean without light.
The germ that still lay covered in the husk
Burst forth, one nature, from the fervent heat.

Who knows the secret?  Who proclaimed it here?
Whence, whence this manifold creation sprang?
The Gods themselves came later into being —
Who knows from whence this great creation sprang?
That, from which all this great creation came,
Whether Its will created or was mute,
The Most High Seer that is in highest heaven,
He knows it — or perchance even he knows not.

Gazing into eternity . . .
Before the foundations of the earth were laid,

Thou were.  And when the subterranean flame
Shall burst its prison and devour the frame,
Thou shalt be still as Thou were before
And know no change, when time shall be no more.
Oh, endless thought, divine Eternity.

Rig Veda