Son of the Sun - Orfeo Angelucci-pages

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Chapter 1 of pure learning.” For a moment he paused; and he saw that moment, and felt that moment in its depth of meaning. He was looking at me, or rather far beyond me, as he did not look again during the next three days of our close association. He was seeing things in this moment that could not be spoken. As he came slowly back to the reality of our being here together in this little restaurant, he added, with an air of secondary importance: “And all else is but procrastination and dissipation in the eyes of the One who awaits our evolutionary awakenings.” Adam and I had talked of many things, and his words had been as silvery threads spun on a scroll of eternal knowledge. But the words just spoken stood out like golden threads among the silver. Even as he spoke them to me he seemed to be living in another world, and looking alone into the universe in one cosmic swoop. I felt sure he was looking into the very core of effects, causes, aberrations, corrections; into the Cause behind all causes. In those simple words, and his searching, burning, brown eyes, there was such an all-engulfing vision that I was swept into its depth with him in harmonious understanding. I saw what he saw, felt what he felt; a feeling of oneness with all that is. It was the flash of many ages in one swelling burst; yet it was the eternity of the split second. I was so devoid of self-awareness that I felt more like formless thought than a being of flesh and blood. Material things flashed before me in a comprehension that was almost tangible, and the pulsating quiet of the universe became a rhythmic thunder. It was as if all things had been frozen and were 11 1 We . wo. oat now suddenly melting into a vaporous essence that further confirmed his words. 13 ADAM IN THE DESERT “In the final analysis, Orfeo, there is only one virtue—the love