To give an impression of that 'ancient Irish/Phoenician/Scythian' manuscript, here's part of the first chapter:
THE WRITING OF EOLUS
PART THE FIRST.
CHAP. I,
Eolus was Chief of Gael-ag from the year 1368 to
1335 before Christ. He gives the traditionary
history of the Scythians from the earliest point of
time marked to his own days. This chapter contains
an account Of the mighty revolution, that put
an end to the Scythian dominion in Asia — and the
foundation of the Assyrian empire on the ruins
thereof; being a space of time noted of 3144
rings or years.
O WISDOM, thou art to be preferred to all things,
to impart wisdom is the duty of all men. He who
possesseth wisdom, and neglecteth to instruct others,
hoardeth what should be shared ; it is a treasure that
may be lavishly bestowed, without injury to the
donor ; yea the donor enricheth himself by the gift.
Wisdom is the knowledge of truth direct without
doubt.
Hearken, my son, to the words of our great fathers;
from them our fathers heard the lessons of wisdom
in the words of truth, passed by them to us that
now be, and from us to be delivered to those who
are to come ; so, till time of this earth shall be no
more, which will not be, till Baal shall withdraw
the light of his countenance, the fire of his spirit
from the children of this world.
Many are the truths still hidden from man ; who
can declare at what time the waters were rolled
from off this earth ?—none—(a.) Who hath informed
man how he was made ? how long his
dwelling was in the bosom of the vast deep how
or when he ceased to breathe in that element ?
—none, ( b )
Who hath disclosed the first dimensions of all
things ? Who hath noted the degrees of their decrease?
Who can tell—by what means can man
now discover the causes of the production of all
things ? (c )
It is said Baal formed every thing from the earth,
the water, and the air, and into man alone breathed
the spirit of fire, pure essence of himself, the effect
whereof is reason.
Thus is it said, who knoweth how truly? with
whom did Baal hold talk ?—at what time did he
draw nigh unto the children of men ? which one of
the sons of man did ever approach Baal] who is he
that ever heard the sound of the voice of Baal, that
he could distinguish the words of his breath ? doth
Baal speak aloud to make man affear'd ? who can
tell his words ?—none.
Man imagineth—Are the thoughts which he di-
vulgeth to his fellow just ?
For myself I ask, and none can tell, how came
Baal himself? is he not composed of materials the
same as all other living beings, his huge dimensions,
his might and power, effects of combinations unknown
to man ?
Many are the things beyond the reason which
man possesseth : he may fancy—what availeth fancy ?
it is of no avail ; reason and wisdom reject such, as
misconceptions of vanity.
Man would be thought to know all things, even
of the air, and for lack of wisdom flyeth to deceitful
fancy, the vain, the ignorant, the credulous is
one,—wisdom, truth, and reason is one other.
My Son,—Do thy utmost to attain to the certain
knowledge of things of this world within the scope
of thy understanding. List not to idle dreams of airy
fantasy ; contemplate ever so deeply on things thy
senses cannot reach, all thy contemplations will come
round to the' point whereat they commence;—
Where?—They commenced in fancy—in fancy
they will end.
Are there not things in abundance level with thy
comprehension worthy of all thy care ?—Hast thou
not parents—the father who begat—the mother who
bared and suckled, tenderly reared thee up, anxiously
watched over thy helpless state—Hast thou none of
thy mother'swomb—no partner of thy secret thoughts,
—hast thou no children—are no friends thine ?
Hast thou not a name to be spoken of now,—to
be remembered in after times ?—how great the joy
to hear the voice of praise raised in memory of our
forefathers—what glory to the race—what an exaltation
to all those descended from their loins!
Hard hath been the lot of him, whose spirit hath
taken its flight to mingle with its kindred eliments,
no mention made of him in times to come—--untoward
hath been the mind of him, who hath not left a trace
of his existence amongst men—or to be remembered
by reason only of his evil deeds.
How glorious to gain immortality, by having infused
a portion of his spirit into the children of
man, to abide on the earth for ever.
My Son,—Pursue not phantoms of imagination,
study thyself—call to mind continually the materials
of which thou art composed—if much of them is
prone to the sluggishness of earth, the instability of
water, the inconstancy of nimble air, remember the
fire of thy spirit hath power to controul and direct,
if thou wilt keep it pure.
Oh ! that man should suffer his passions to subdue
his reason, the fire of his spirit smothered, all
but extinguished,—are earth, air, and water, more
powerful than fire ?—is matter more potent than
spirit ?
Why delighteth man to do what he condemneth
in another ?—Why doth he unto his fellow, what he
would not that his fellow should do unto him ?
The heart of man is proud—he coveteth power
and pre-eminence ; he will gain them by deeds of
evil, without reflection ; he listeneth to the voice of
the seducer, the false flattering tongue that betrayeth—
unruled passions hurry him on—folly taketh
dominion of such an one ; reason hath departed
from him, his spirit was weak.
My Son, -- Let all thy actions be such, that when
thy bulk shall be inanimate, thy spirit shall live for
ever in the hearts of men.
My Son,—Hear the tale of times of old ; hear of
our race the renowned of the earth. What time
our fathers marked not, is as the cloud that hath
passed away, no note taken—no memorial preserved:
Let us speak of times measured by Baal in his
circuit, as he moveth in his course to animate his
children.
How glorious is Baal, how good, how provident;
doth he not produce the fruits that sustain the life
of man ? — doth he not feed, and warm every living
being ?
Doth he not give light by day, and impart a portion
of his splendour to his dwelling place to illumine
the night, and mark the seasons ?
How terrible is Baal in his anger, when he sendeth
forth his messengers in fire, air, and water, and
maketh the earth to tremble. All elements are his
servants.
Hear of times marked— I have the rings of our
fathers ; they have noted the rings of their times : I
will mark the rings of my days. Thou wilt mark
those of thy days—so shall signs and seasons be
perpetual.
Attend now, my Son,—Our great fathers dwelt
on the left side of the sun's rising, beyond the sources
of the great waters. Of days marked whilst Baal
performed one thousand and eleven circuits in his
course.
Then did they spread themselves from the flood of
Sgeind even to the banks pf Teth-gris.
And when one thousand three hundred and four
rings were completed, then did our fathers of these
days pass to this side of Teth-gris, and moving
towards the sun's going, reach to the Affreidg-eis,
and they became lords of all the lands on this side;
and on that, they outstretched their arms over all
nations, with mercy.
And Absal, he it was who went out before the
host, from the land of the elements of which our
great fathers were formed.
And Daire was he, who conducted the children
of the land to this side Affreidg-eis—and the race
of Daire were chiefs of the earth. (f)
Attend again, my Son,—When twice nine hundred
rings, and thrice three rings were marked on the
banks of Affreidg-eis, a multitude from the sun's
rising, beneath the land of the first abode of our great
fathers, poured in upon the land of our fathers that
then lived, like unto a swarm of locusts, or clouds of
burning sands, yea even as a torrent of mighty waters,
that overwhelmeth all things.
And the multitudes for numbers not to be counted,
as the sands of the sea, as the stars of the heavens,—
speaking with a thousand tongues diverse one from
another—fierce and cruel, came over our fathers.
And many of the Gaal were made captives—and
many lay in death, whose state was happier than
that of his fellow.
And Ardfear, chief of the race, and all the heads
of the people who stood in the presence of the chief,
dwelling round about the tents of Ard-fear, escaped
from the edge of the sword of Eis Soir. (g)
And Ardfear floated on the bosom of Blessed
Affreidg-eis, and the waters bare up his little skiff,
till he lighted on the plain of Ard-mionu.
And all that went forth from Magh-sean-ar dwelled
in Ard-mionu, and Ardfear ruled that land as afore-
time— but in person.
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Edited by Abramelin, 22 February 2012 - 11:06 AM.
Abramelin, on 21 February 2012 - 09:50 PM, said:
