Inspired by the Dark Forces

CQC On The Rise and Fall Of
Hitler's Third Reich
Part II
[Index of 15 parts]

De Rougemont, a fellow Roman Catholic, wrote of Adolf Hitler: "It is quite obvious that a force of this kind does not belong to the individual, and indeed could not even manifest itself unless it were of no importance except as the vehicle of a force for which our psychology has no explanation. What I am saying would be the cheapest sort of romantic nonsense were it not that what has been accomplished by this man -- or rather by the forces working through him -- is a reality that is one of the wonders of the century!"

Pauwels and Bergier, in their little masterpiece, "The Dawn of Magic", go on to say of the sudden change of the Nazi party in 1934: "Suddenly, as if by a miracle, he (Hitler) surged to the front and was successful in everything he undertook. But the medium who is possessed by outside forces is not necessarily conscious of their strength, nor of the direction in which they are leading him. Until 1934 he thought he was doing all the correct steps. . . He thought that all he had to do was to make full use of his 'Powers'. But one cannot use such Powers; one can only serve them. This is the meaning (or one of the meanings) of the fundamental changes which occurred during and immediately after the Purge of June 1934. The movement, which Hitler himself though National and Socialistic and nothing more, became what it was destined to become and adhered more closely to the secret doctrine."

Whose secret doctrine? Some Mafia of the Solar System probably, perhaps receiving its instructions from the Saucer Intelligences from Pluto. Our conjectures take us only a step further than those of Pauwels and Bergier.

"Hitler never dared to inquire into the reasons for the 'suicide' of Strasser, and he was made to sign the order which elevated the S.S. to the rank of an autonomous organization, above the Party. Joachim Gunthe wrote in a German journal after the debacle: 'The vital idea which inspired the S.A. was replaced on 30th June 1934 by an idea that was purely satanic -- the S.S.'"

And while this was going on in Germany, Englishman on the other side of the world, guest at Agharta, the underground city in Tibet, was being prepared for an audience with "Satan" -- or at least Mani Rimpochte was considered by millions to be the Prince of Evil for this planet, and worshipped as such. Though at the time, Ted Illion thought "the Prince of Light was a sincere spiritual and the head of an Occult Brotherhood whose supreme goal was to honour the Creator and help the world. . . I walked down the palace stairs. [15] The entrance was guarded. Four 'lifeless' servants stood there like so many stone statues."

Later Illion learned, to his horror, that these human robots were the corpses of Tibetans, revived by sorcery at the burial places, and kept usefully "alive" by the will of the so-called Prince of Peace -- and dero elementals at his command.

"A fifth servant, appeared, bowed, and lighted a torch. The heavy double door was swung open by other servants, and after a pause of about two minutes I was escorted downstairs by not less than seven servants. Down and down we went. Landing followed landing. I had never realized how enormous such an underground building could be. At least twelve landings were behind us when we arrived at the bottom of the staircase situated at a depth of perhaps a hundred feet under the main entrance of the palace. Another heavy door was swung open and I found myself in a small hall lit by torches. The time was exactly three o'clock. Obviously our paces had been timed very carefully so as to make me arrive downstairs at three o'clock sharp, which was the time fixed for the audience.

"Another servant approached with a golden sprayer and poured on me an abundant supply of perfume. I had certainly not expected to be fumigated in this manner before entering the inner precincts of the palace. But perhaps the Prince had established this wise general rule for his own benefit in case a person having genuine Tibetan ideas about hygiene and cleanliness should happen to be invited as a guest by a member of the Holy Brotherhood and secure an audience."

The Red Hat Lamas of Mani Rimpochte were responsible for the "genuine Tibetan ideas about hygiene" which forbade Tibetans the use of water for bathing! This is an old, old practice of priesthoods who must keep millions of followers enslaved to their evil dogmas. The Roman Catholic faithful of the Middle Ages were discouraged from bathing and encouraged to cover their body odors with perfume. This is one of the occult reasons for the daily bath in clean water, to demagnetize one's self from "aka thread" connections along which hypnotic suggestions can be channeled into the subconscious to maintain control. If the devotee doesn't bathe in water, this saves the priesthood the labor of continually renewing the psychic connection. No doubt the Mohammedan priesthoods of Arabia and the Brahmin priesthoods of India discourage water bathing for the same reason. Ownership and control of the mass news media in the technically advanced nations of the west no longer make it necessary to discourage water bathing here. The Red Hat Lamas saw to it that Tibet remained one of the most backward nations on the face of the earth.

"While I was being fumigated in this manner, I looked around. Nine small underground passages ran out from the small hall in all directions. They probably connected the palace with the other parts of the Underground City. The idea struck me that at least one of [16] the underground passages may have been connected with a place several miles distant to enable the Prince or any of his lieutenants to enter and leave the Holy City in a secret manner. A system of air-pipes justified the assumption that at least two of the underground passages measured several miles in length."

Or many thousands of miles in length! The probable existence of a vast, world-wide tunnel system of pre-historic origin has intrigued occult researchers for years. Our own Inner Circle, through medium Mark Probert, informed us that the system was designed and built by a great Atlantean civilization. The tunnels were "dug" by a form of atomic disintegration. Great catastrophes in the thousands of years since then have no doubt destroyed portions of this system, but an underground link between Agharta and Berlin is suggested in this passage from "The Dawn of Magic":

"In Berlin there was a Thibetan monk, nicknamed 'the man with the green gloves', who had correctly foretold in the Press, on three occasions, the number of Hitlerian deputies elected to the Reichstag, and who was regularly visited by Hitler. He was said by the Initiates to 'possess the keys to the Kingdom of Agharti'."

And this passage on page 199: "When the Russians entered Berlin, they found among the corpses a thousand volunteers for death in German uniform, without any papers or badges, of Himalayan origin." As soon as the (Nazi) movement began to acquire extensive funds (from Thyssen, Krupp and other wealthy German industrialists) it organized a number of expeditions to Thibet which succeeded one another practically without interruption until 1943."


"Each of the passages was guarded by four servants," wrote Illion, "some of them probably used for despatching messages. Wherever the visitor looked, his eye fell on the lifeless faces of those servants who reminded one of so many corpses just risen from their coffins. The heavy door on the opposite side of the small hall was thrown open.

"I entered the large entrance hall to the inner part of the palace. From now onwards I only met members of the Brotherhood. No servant, as Narbu told me later, is permitted to enter the inner Palace.

"The large hall measured about thirty by forty yards. It was illuminated by hundreds of torches stuck into golden sockets in the walls and round the pillars, and fed through pipes with a liquid burning with a smokeless flames. . . I was met by seven members of the Holy Brotherhood in gorgeous robes. A thick black robe of pure silk embroidered with a large number of dsungs (magical formulae) was brought. . . at that moment the Masters of Ceremony probably received the greatest shock of their lives. I flatly refused to put on a ceremonial robe of any kind.

"'If your master is as great as you affirm,' I said politely but firmly, 'he must know himself whether I am great or small. I [17] do not want any special dress to improve my appearance when appearing before him.'

"They were dumbfounded. As Narbu told me in the evening, I had also broken the rule of absolute silence which must reign in the large underground hall and in the whole of the left half of the palace which is used by the Prince. No one is allowed to utter a word there unless it is in reply to a question or in reference to a command uttered by the Prince of Light.

"Several other Masters of Ceremony of a still higher rank were summoned in a hurry. I was surrounded by an ever-increasing crowd of dignitaries who in turn tried to convince me in respectful whispers of the absolute necessity of putting on the black silk gown before stepping into the august presence of the Ruler."

To Illion the whole rigmarole was funny and his reaction to their insistence that he wear the robe was to suggest to one of them that they "go through the show on my behalf" while he offered to leave. At which a high court official dressed in white silk came running down the staircase and shouted:

"Please stop! The Exalted Jewel will welcome you as you are."

But still he was no where near the actual audience. As seven officials preceded him with lighted torches he noticed to one side "an enormously long corridor, very wide and measuring several hundred yards in length and for the first time the idea occurred to me that the Underground City might be much larger than it appeared to be and that only members, who had passed the highest initiations had access to the most secret parts."

They were climbing stairs again, until the increasing brightness indicated that they were close to the surface. "All these ceremonies, probably destined to impress people with awe and expectation, were lost on me. I considered them rather boring and disrespectfully thought of a circus." Brilliant daylight flooded the ante-room of this black pope of the orient "full of costly vases and expensive carpets" and Illion "entered a somewhat smaller room where the Exalted Jewel or Prince of Light was seated in a corner.

"He rose when I entered, met me about half-way, and gave me his left hand with great cordiality. 'The left one is nearer to the heart,' he said smilingly, in excellent English. The Prince of Light, as Narbu told me afterwards, speaks and writes six languages perfectly, viz. Tibetan, English, French, Chinese, Hindustani, and Sanscrit." (What, no German?) Illion sat down in the western-style chair provided for him.

"'You are a man of great capacity,' said the Prince, 'and you will have a great mission to fill in this incarnation. The next few days will be of vital importance to you.'" (Continued in the next Journal.)

Continue with "Inspired by the Dark Forces" (Part III)


  1. Pauwels, Louis, and Jacques Bergier. The Dawn of Magic. Gibbs & Phillips, 1963. Print.
    [Later re-issued as The Morning of the Magicians, 1968: <http://amzn.to/1pv5n7Y>]
  2. Illion, Theodore. Darkness over Tibet. London: Rider & Co., 1937. Print. <http://amzn.to/1p9iw2A>